Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday

Looking back over the past 48 hours he realised that it all started the evening before his birthday.

He arrived home at the usual time. As he walked in the door she met him and gave him a long fierce passionate kiss.

“God I am horny, I need a quickie now! Take me!

She pushed on to the couch and hurriedly undid his belt and pushed his pants down around his ankles.

She gave him several strokes to ensure that he was hard, lifted her skirt, ripped her panties in two and impaled herself on him.

Tossing her long blonde hair from side to side she rode him like a woman possessed.

With in minutes she reached an ear splitting climax.

“That’s what I call a great quickie…….Now fill me with your cum

Several more hard thrusts into her wetness and he obliged.

“God I needed that” she said. “Did you have a good day”?

They cleaned up and the rest of the evening went with out incident.

Next morning he slipped out of sleep aware of her breasts pressed against his back and her fingers lightly caressing his side and chest. He began squirming slowly with the pleasure of her early morning touch. . She then light played with his nipples before moving down to his penis which was growing as he was awakening.

“Happy Birthday Darling” she said. “This is going to be a birthday you won’t forget”

Her hands then slipped down his back as she cupped his balls before stroking his penis ensuring that he was fully aroused.

She then threw back to covers, turned him on his back and slip down to the foot of the bed.

They locked eyes as she slithered up his thighs licking all the way while her outstretched arms kept lightly fingering his chest and sides. He was squirming and bucking slowly under her ministrations: But there eyes remained fixed on each other.

Reaching his erection she took it lightly in one hand and stood him up as she put her tongue to work on the underside of him before paying particular attention to the knob.

By now he was beginning to thrash around in pleasure and anticipation.

She took her mouth away but with out dropping her gaze she said

“You like doing it between my tits don’t you?”

This was almost a rhetorical question as she knew that, one of his favourite alternatives to conventional sex was get rub himself to a climax between her breasts.

He nodded

She then moved back to her pillow, took some oil from the night stand and massaged his inviting erection.

“Do it” she whispered, pushing her breast towards him

“They are you first birthday present for the day”

He straddled her and with a grin on his face he pushed her firm breasts together, sucked long and hard on each nipple making them hard for her.

She too began to squirm in response.

He then placed his oiled manhood between her breasts and started pushing himself forward and backward between the mounds. His breaths quickening with ever stroke till to his surprise he quickly reach the point of no return and began squirting on to her chin and neck with tiny globules trailing down to her cleavage.

He sighed, and rolled over, watching as she took both hands and started caressing her breasts and erect nipples with his deposit. She then lay back basking in look of contentment and admiration.

“Happy Birthday”

Then as she rose from the bed she said

“I will be back with your breakfast and the papers. Just relax.”

At five O’clock she rang to say the Birthday celebrations had all been arranged and that a car would collect him at six.

On the stroke of six he received a message that the car was waiting for him outside the office block.

When he reached the footpath the uniformed chauffer was standing by the opened back door of a stretch white limousine.


He slid into it to find a glass of scotch on ice poured for him and a note on a DVD cover.


It read. Happy Birthday and enjoy the ride.

He inserted the DVD into the small player mounted in the limo.

As the screen flickered into life there was an image of his wife, naked with her legs apart, her long hair resting down overt her shoulders and breasts. She had one hand pulling at a hardened nipple and the other resting just above her pubic hair as if to guide his attention to her opened sex.

She spoke into the cam cord

“It’s the afternoon before your birthday and I got so wet planning you day tomorrow that I started playing with myself. Then I thought as you like to watch me play: so I would let you.

The screen went blank then lit up again the camera focused between her legs; she was pulling her lips apart and stroking herself slowly. The microphone on the camcorder was picking up her soft moans.

The intensity of the strokes increased and the volume of the moans also increased as the other hand appeared at the top of her mound and she started working on her clit.
A hand disappeared and then reappeared with a long slim pink vibrator. Gathering by the buzzing sounds he could hear it was turned on.

It was poised at her entrance.

All this time he was oblivious to the traffic noise, the scenery or even to where he was in the city.

She then put the device into herself and started pumping it in and out.

“God I wish it was your cock inside me she yelled”

Her hand rubbing her clit and the hand on the vibrator went faster and faster. Her moans got louder and louder and her words dirtier and dirtier until simultaneously she dropped the vibrator and inserted three fingers into herself, gave out a loud yell, and kept yelling

I’m squeezing, I’m squeezing. God its good, I’m squeezing, I’m squeezing.

The screen went blank again, and then her face appeared. She was flushed and her mane of blonde hair was tousled and damp with perspiration.

“God that was good” she said. “Happy birthday”.

When he re focused on the world he realised that he had drank all of his scotch, he was uncomfortable because of the erection that was pushing against his clothing and his breath was short.

“Well” he said to himself “that was why she was so randy when I got home last night.”

He settled back in the seat. Took a deep breath and poured himself another scotch.

“What a Birthday” he thought.


The Limo pulled into the forecourt of one the cities best hotels.

The driver opened the door and gave him a plastic pass card to suite 304.

On entering the suite he saw one of those large oversized birthday cards on the coffee table. Inside the card she had written;

Happy Birthday. I love you.

P.S. Your clothes for the evening are laid out in the bedroom. Take a shower I will be there soon.

In the bedroom there was his tuxedo, shirt, bow tie and underwear.

After he had showered and changed he walked back into the sitting room. His eyes popped:

“You are just drop dead gorgeous” was all he could utter.

She stood there sipping champagne. She handed him his glass.

She wore a long close fitting black dress that clung to ever curve of her body. Both sides were split up the sides revealing her long shapely legs when she moved. The top plunged down nearly to her waist with the dress barley containing her breasts which strained at the silken fabric. By the sight of her nipples poking through it was obvious she was not wearing anything under the dress

Her make up was perfect: lightly reddened lips, a slight tinge of blue over her eyes, darkened eyelashes.

Her hair style was just as he enjoyed looking at. Upswept, shinny, tight against her head, neat and held in place by one small clip.

“Wow” he said again after looking her up and down several more times.

“I’m glad you approve, Happy Birthday”

They talked of their day over drinks till the phone rang to advise that their car was ready.

The same white stretch limo took them to his favourite silver service restaurant where they enjoyed a succulent meal together..


As they were languishing over coffee and port she left the table for the powder room. When she returned she put something soft and silky in his hand. He opened his hand. It was her thin panties.

“Time to go” she said.

Back in the limo she activated the smoked glass window separating them from the driver, laid back on the seat; turning towards him she raised her dress. Easy to do to as it was split up and the sides.

She exposed herself to him.

Then with her eyes half closed she began stroking herself.

“You like” she whispered”

“I like” he replied”

She continued to put on a show for him, pulling her lips apart, inserting her fingers and tasting her own juice, then reinserting them and giving them to him to suck and savour. The show went on for the entire trip back to their hotel.

When they were in their suite she gave him a long passionate kiss grinding herself against the erection he had ever since she started the show in the limo.

“Its not midnight yet” she whispered seductively. “So the birthday is not over yet.

She led him into the bedroom and started slowly un dressing him till he was naked and his erection standing hard and proud between them.

She gently pushed him onto the bed and slowly started to remove her dress.

He smiled at her taking in once more her beauty as she caressed her breasts hardening her nipples again for him, and then knowing how much he enjoyed watching her hair fall loose she unclipped her style letting the soft blonde crown fall gently down over her shoulders and breasts and nipples.

He was leaking pre cum and was as hard as he had ever remembered being before.

“I am so wet” she purred “Take me. Use me for your pleasure.

She moved to the bed. Impaled herself on him and tossed her hair over his chest and face.

He turned her over on to her back, lifted her legs and slowly entered her. He stoped once he was inside and brushed her hair back over the pillow.

The he slowly withdrew to the very tip of her entrance and slowly re entered her. Staring straight into her eyes he repeated the slow entry and withdrew for some time luxuriating in the softness of her wetness.

“God I feel wonderful” he said huskily, “My cock feels so good and so tight”

After several more slow movements his eyes narrowed and his breathing rapidly increased. They both new that the end was close

“Play with your tits” he ordered.

She did and started bucking against him at the same time meeting him thrust for thrust.

Their thrusting became even more urgent

“Do it to me harder” she demanded.

“Harder, Harder, Harder, Harder, she yelled

He did, then with a loud deep growl stopped deep inside her and began pumping his cum into her

She wrapped her legs around him forcing him deeper inside as he continued to pump.

After a few moments he let his relaxed , sated, body slide off her and rolled over on to his back.

She rolled on top of him, pressed her breasts against his chest, and tossed her hair over his face in a blonde curtain.

“Happy Birthday

He glanced over to the bedside table. It was midnight

A where will it end story.

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It was Friday lunch time.

“You have new mail” his computer told him.

Upon opening it the subject line read: This weekend lets enjoy as many of our fantasy’s as we can.

She started the email by affirming her love and how much that they physical side of their relationship meant to her.

She then went on to say that this was the anniversary of their first fuck (How did she remember that he wondered) She continued that this weekend should be a celebration of all their shared fantasies.

“It will commence when you walk in the door” she concluded.

He pictured the times when he would arrive home, open the door to see her naked. Her long blonde hair worn up in a French roll or a knob on the top of her head. And she would pull his pants down and take his cock in her mouth.

Then when he was about to climax she would say,” Do you want me to swallow or do you want to cum in me hair?”

The remainder of the afternoon dragged on as mind could not focus on his job.

His mind flashed to the many moments of pleasure that they gave to each other.

He remembered the first time she masturbated in front of him. Of how he would do the same in front of her and spurt on her tits… How she would rub his sticky cum on her nipples and say how much she loved his warm cum on her.

He recalled the many blow jobs she gave him. Some as he was waking, some as he come home, some as he was about to go to sleep.

His mind went to the times when she demanded that he be her sex slave for the day and times when she would say. I am you whore. Use me. Treat me like a slut.

His mind flashed to the times when she would wrap her long silky blonde hair around his cock and encourage him to cum in the softness of her hair…..Then he would wash her hair and have her moan with pleasure as he gave her a head massage.

He was proud of the fact that he now learned to read her signs. When she want long and luxurious times of tenderness and fore play. And other times when she just wanted him to pull her clothes off and fuck her hard, fast and furious on the spot.

There were times when she wanted him to use her and pleasure himself with her. And other times when she wanted him to pamper her: Bathe and dress her. To do her hair in elegant upswept styles and do her make up…..Then fuck her.

His mind was a kaleidoscope of memories and dreams.

He felt himself grow as he recalled the raunchy phone sex they have had when either one of them was away from home on business trips.

Just then the phone rang to bring him back to reality. It was her!!