Saturday, January 31, 2015

David's Birthday Blowjob

I love celebrating birthdays. Not just my own - although I do tend to make a big production out of that. I love the excuse to spoil someone. I think everyone deserves a day to celebrate themselves, and if they aren't going to take advantage of it, I will. David spent his 40th birthday installing a new heater in his bedroom. I hadn't been able to celebrate with him because I was spending the weekend in Las Vegas with Andrew, so I vowed that we would have a proper celebration when I returned.

I spent the afternoon grocery shopping and prepping dinner. I specifically chose a dish that I could just put into the oven for 30 minutes when I arrived, so that we could fool around while we waited. We hadn't seen each other in almost a week, and I didn't want to waste our first moments together hovering over his stove. He must have had the same idea, because he already had the oven preheated when I arrived. I popped the baking dish of lasagna into the oven, set the timer, and planted a soft kiss on his lips.

"Oh, I see. You don't even bother getting dressed when I come over, now?" I teased, referring to his robe and pajamas.

"Well, I knew I wasn't going to leave the house..." he explained.

"Uh huh. Well, if it makes you feel better, I didn't bother to put on underwear." I looked at him slyly over my shoulder as I hung my coat up.

He grinned, widely. "What do you want to do while we wait?" He asked.

By this time, I was already walking up the stairs toward his bedroom. "I don't know," I said. "I'm sure we'll think of something."

Once in his bedroom, I went straight to his bed and began removing my shoes and socks. He turned on some music, took off his robe and shirt, and crawled into the bed next to me. We kissed, and our hands made their way down each other's bodies. His fingers reached under my dress and began to caress my bare vulva as I gently stroked his hard cock through his pajama bottoms. He gasped as his fingers circled the moist opening to my pussy, marveling in my unmistakable arousal. I moaned lightly as he penetrated me, first with one finger, then another. I reached into his pants, grasped his cock in my hand, and began stroking.

For several minutes, we moaned and gyrated against each other's hands, until finally I pulled my hand out of his pants and removed his hand from between my legs. I pushed him onto his back and straddled him. Then I moved down his body until my mouth reached his beautiful cock. I wrapped my lips around it and took it in and out of my mouth, slowly. He moaned with delight. I slipped his cock out of my mouth and sat up. "Would you prefer to come in my mouth or my pussy?" I asked him.

"Can't I do both?" He laughed.

"Well, eventually," I teased. "But why don't we start the night with a birthday blow job, and you can fuck me after dinner?"

"That sounds great." He agreed.

"Take these off," I ordered, tugging at his pants. As he removed his pants I pulled my dress over my head and tossed it on the floor. I scooted up so that my lips reached his and kissed him, feeling our naked bodies pressing together. Then I made a trail of kisses back down his body to his cock. I circled the tip with my tongue for a moment before enclosing his entire member in my warm, wet mouth. I moved up and down with my mouth, using one hand to hold myself up while the other gently cupped his balls.

When I knew his cock was good and wet with my saliva, I moved my hand up to his shaft and my lips went down to his scrotum. I stoked up and down as my tongue played with his balls. "Mmm..." he moaned.

I moved back up so that my lips wrapped around the tip of his cock. My hand moved back down to his balls and I took him all the way into my mouth. I gently pushed his cock deeper and deeper into my throat, until finally my lips reached his pelvis. "Oh god, you are so good at that," he groaned.

I slowly slid his cock out of my mouth and smiled up at him. "Thank you."

I slipped his cock back in my mouth and worked it in and out slowly. I moved my hand up from his balls to encircle the based of his cock and began to move my hand and mouth together in one motion. His moans became louder as I worked his cock faster and faster. I knew he was getting close to the edge. My hand twisted and stroked. And then, finally, he came. I could taste the light, salty flavor of his come as he cried out and trembled.

When he was done, I slowly slid his cock out of my mouth and gave it a gentle kiss. He shivered and smiled. I kissed my way back up to his lips and slipped my tongue into his mouth for a long, sensual kiss. I pulled away and grinned as I looked into his eyes. "Happy birthday, Tiger."

"Yes, it sure is."

Saturday, January 17, 2015


I'd been daydreaming about his smooth body all day. In the morning, before I got out of bed, I touched myself as I imagined his hairless chest pressed against my own in the heat of passion. I texted him naughty compliments throughout the day to let him know how much I was looking forward to seeing (and feeling) him later. We'd made plans to go to a friend's birthday party together, but when I showed up at his door that evening, I had other things on my mind. I greeted him with a hungry kiss after flinging my coat over the back of a dining chair.

"Do you want to go upstairs?" He asked, already knowing the answer.

"Mm hmm." I nodded and smiled, keeping my eyes locked with his.

He led me up the stairs and turned on some music as I took off my shoes. He walked over to where I was standing, next to the bed, and put his arms around my waist. We smiled at each other, and I put my arms around his neck as our lips met. Our kiss grew more and more ravenous as we began to unbutton each other's shirts. I let out a gasp the moment our bare chests touched. Yes, oh yes. This was what I'd been waiting for all day. But I needed more. I needed it all. I wanted to feel every inch of his body against mine. I eagerly pulled off my jeans and panties and climbed into his bed. He did the same. We kissed and caressed each other's bodies. His fingers lightly circled my clit before gently pushing into my vagina. I gasped and pulled him closer to me. My hips gyrated in time with his hand as he worked his fingers in and out of me.

"I need you inside of me. Right now," I whispered.

"Yes ma'am," he said with big smile, and got up to grab a condom out of his jeans. I supped from a glass of water and watched as he kneeled on the bed and prepared to roll the condom onto his hard cock.

"Wait," I said, and crawled over to him so that his beautiful cock was inches from my face.  I ran my tongue from his balls to the tip of his penis, then wrapped my lips around it and slowly slid my lips down his shaft.

"Oooh," he moaned.

I sucked his cock for only a few more seconds before I backed away. "There," I said. "I just needed a little taste of that."

He put the condom on and laid me on my back. I wrapped my legs around his hips and groaned as he entered me. I pulled him close to me and kissed him as our bodies began to move together, first slowly, then more aggressively. A few times he pulled away and tried a new position, but I always pulled him back. I wasn't interested going deeper or getting different angles, I just wanted his body pressed as tightly against mine as I could get it. As I felt myself getting closer to orgasm, my grip grew more firm. My moans grew louder and louder, as did his. Finally, I exploded. I cried out with the intense pleasure coming from between my legs, and it wasn't long before he did the same. His body shivered and I could feel his cock convulsing inside of me as he released his load.

We lay together for a few minutes, catching our breath between kisses. "Do you want to go check out this party?" he asked.

"Oh yeah," I giggled. "Let's give it a shot. But don't be surprised if we only stay a few minutes before I'm dragging you back home and into your bed."

He laughed. "Okay, I won't."

I'm not sure if he realized I was serious.