I haven’t posted anything new in a long time so here’s my, now husbands, recent birthday rundown.
So my husbands birthday was Sunday, April 18th. Of course we had sex like it was going out of style all weekend, but Saturday night was the proverbial cherry on top. Most of his friends birthdays are also April by random chance, so we do two get togethers in the middle and end of April for all of them. We boiled crawfish Saturday at his best friends who’s also an April baby. I met him there since they went to go pick everything up so being in two vehicles gave me the opportunity to run home and “set up” for the night. The weather was shit all day and I had a clear plan on what I wanted to do that night so I used the rain as an excuse to leave a little earlier than he did since I’m blind as it is.
It’s probably 730 when I decided to leave. Once I got home I kick started my oceans 11 sex heist plan. Started by taking a quick shower, threw on some lingerie because why not, lit some candles, hid some toys under the pillows and started taking some pictures to tease him into coming home for the grand finale. Now, he likes the sexy poses over the super pornographic ones 9 out of 10 times. Black and white for bonus “classy” points. I mixed it up with some sexy ones, gradually increasing the intensity until I was basically shoving the camera in my vagina or getting close ups of some toy insertions. 500 photos later I sent some of my favorites and awaited a response. My phone lights up and I hear my ringtone. I answer and said “yes dear?” He said “I’m on my way.” To add to the mood I let him hear the vibrator click on and me breathing into the phone while I rubbed it over my clit saying “I’ll see you soon then…” letting my subtle moans linger in the silence. Then I hear him bitching about catching a red light so I know he was excited.
We hang up and I continued on myself. I wanted to be walking a razors edge when he got home so I teased myself which I’m usually terrible at because I just give in and cum. I showed a little discipline and held firm this time. 15 minutes later and I hear him in the driveway, so I start our playlist and quickly put one bead in so the rest were draped over my hip. I’m laying on my side with my head resting in my palm with candles being the only source of light in the room. I had his birthday card tucked into my panties with the beads holding it in place. He walked up, pulled the card out and handed it to me. I was a little confused like he was just ignoring it, but then he grabbed my ankles and said read it to me as he knelt between my legs, peeling my panties to the side. I began reading my note as he kissed all around getting closer and closer while pushing another bead inside. His breath had my skin riddled with goosebumps. Then his tongue slid between my lips very gently, slowly pushing inside of me. That thing is a magic wand.
He worked his way back and forth, penetrating me then up to my clit, then what caught me by surprise was the jump to my ass. He pinned my legs back so I was up in the air and literally pushed his tongue inside shoving the beads a little deeper. Wow… he’s licked my ass countless times, but that was electrifying. I was drenched. He was performing anal sex on me with his tongue. I’m craving it again right now. At this moment he’s still totally clothed so I clamped my thighs around his head and told him to strip down. As he’s taking his shirt off, I unzipped his pants and immediately started sucking his cock as aggressively as he was tonguing me, a tail of beads still attached to me. I’m blowing him in the candle light when he tells me to get on top. I mount up and begin to tease the tip. I’m holding on to him at the base of his dick, spreading myself open with my other hand, and coming down just enough so it feels good for me while wetting the tip. I can feel him pushing up to penetrate me, but I’m in charge right now. His hands are on my thighs squeezing to get control of me, but I’m not giving in. Yet.
That went on for a minute or two until I got restless and ended up giving in. Now… he’s large. Like can’t give me the whole thing in certain positions large. It takes my breath away and is almost too much when I’m on top, but not quite there, so I indulge myself and lean back. I grabbed his ankles and began rotating my hips to hit my g spot. Kinda massaging his balls with the string of beads rubbing against them. I told him to use the vibrator on my clit which immediately sent me over the top. My legs tense up since I didn’t cum earlier so I’m like a water balloon right now, just ready to pop. I’m saying to myself “pace yourself Brittany. Focus. Focus. Don’t cave in yet…” as I lose control and my bones turn to liquid as the lightheaded sensation surges through me.
He. Fucked. The. Sense. Out. Of. Me.
Once I turned into taffy, he took control and let me have it. I could hear my heart beating it was so loud. The sound of him thrusting up into me echoed down our hallway and back to us. He has a handful of my hair while gripping my side driving into my pussy while I dug into his stomach moaning through my teeth in the purest pleasure I can experience. It sounded like gunfire to me since I was barely coherent. We have two mirrors, one in front of the bed and one on my vanity. Even in the dark I could see how flush I was.
He won’t stop until I get my fill. Pun intended. Now my whole body is trembling and we’re both wet. After that rush, I need to cool down. My body is radiating heat and my face and chest are beat red. He knows how I am so taking full advantage, he rolls me off onto my stomach, lifting my hips placing a pillow beneath me so my ass is raised. I feel the beads tugging and slowly opening me up until I’m at the maximum girth, then he lets go and pushes another in, rinse repeat. I’m in a mild state of delirium when I feel his fingers probing around while he straddles me resting his dick between my cheeks. Next thing I know he’s pressing the head of his cock against me and sliding back in. I’m still in my lingerie. He hasn’t stripped any of it off yet. So instead of sliding my panties to the side like he did earlier, he peels them down so my bare ass is completely exposed with a little steel ring between my cheeks. Something about that makes me feel vulnerable, but full of excitement. I like the immediacy of it. And I feel like he’s punishing me for something and this is his form of discipline. Deep penetrating stimulation with a vibrator against my bead filled asshole. I’m saying beads a lot and I’m conscientious of it now…
I get my hands on the vibrator against my back door while he’s pushing down into me. He has my cheeks spread giving me full range on myself. The tempo is nothing crazy, just consistent pleasure on both ends. Totally unexpected, he says “I think I’m about to cum.” In my head I thought “well damn… that was unexpected.” In his defense I popped off in two minutes so I get it. Plus, I’m satisfied and this is all I wanted. A night in together where I please him. He’s still pounding away when I feel him pulling the beads out of my ass making me empty my lungs in a pleasure based moan into the sheets. It was in perfect tempo… he would come down and almost bottom out, then pull one out, back up to drive down, etc. etc. Then, abruptly, he rolls me on my back and puts my hand on his cock to jerk him off. I love being in control of it.
He’s 6’4” kneeling above me on our bed. I feel it pulsating in my hand swelling with my prize as his body hardens up in anticipation of release. And suddenly, he explodes. The first shot spread across the length of my chest from ribs to shoulder dazzling my bra with cum. The second hit me down my arm and hip. The rest landed from the center of my bra up to my neck. He’s covered in my cum, I’m covered in his cum… I’d call it a success. He falls down next to me and I always liked to gently stroke him as he goes soft. Only thing is, it didn’t go down. It wasn’t as hard as it was before, but it stayed up. We’re not teenagers so this is a rarity and after about 5 minutes, he asked if I wanted to keep going. That was my plan so lube up Brittany.
My bra hits the floor, my panties come off of one leg, he likes that look of having them around one leg, and before I got to wipe the cum off of me, I was flat on my back at the edge of the bed with my knees in my chest. Cum now smeared on my thigh and knee. He asks if he can put it in my butt. Not in those words. It was more along the lines of “I’m gonna stick it your ass now.” That phrase makes me but my lip in total lusty desire. I wouldn’t have it any other way. Besides prone bone, missionary is where it’s at for anal sex. We add some courtesy lube to both of us and off he goes. Slowly pushing against my asshole, I’m subconsciously grinding my hips in anticipation of him breaking the seal. Those first few seconds are unlike anything else you can experience sexually. Orgasms aside.
That “pop” when he breaks through as I swallow more and more of his cock made my entire body shiver. He’s pressed against me, my heels on his shoulders, my body doused in cum, panties around my leg, and he starts to fuck me. Slowly, gently, but so unbelievably intense. It makes me the good kind of lightheaded. Like I’m floating. And this angle, I have the best view imaginable. He’s, I don’t even know how to describe him, a beautiful man. Like he was a product of design. Phenomenal genetics…
This is getting long so I’ll cut to the chase. The passionate sex lasted for about 2 minutes until I found myself on my side with a vibrator in my pussy, him sliding in and out of my ass, his hand around my throat, with the other pinning my ankle to the mattress. The cum is basically dry at this point. More like aesthetic decoration if anything. Little by little I’m finding myself turning onto my stomach. My feet are dangling off the edge of the bed, he has a handful of my hair, both my hands are pinned at my lower back, my panties are around my ankle dangling there, and that vibrator is under my pelvis so the end it buzzing against my clit. It was like some crazy sex torture and I have to say, points for creativity.
I feel it again. I basically yelled it at him, “don’t you dare fucking stop…” amidst the loud, continuous sound of him slamming into me. My legs began to curl and my nails dug into his wrist as I inhaled for what seemed like my last breath. I blacked out. I don’t know for how long, but I came back to the feeling of liquid dripping down my inner thighs and him holding my hips supporting my weight against the bed. I felt like I was drunk. That dizzy, feel good, happy sensation. I didn’t even realize he was still inside of me.
He said he was close and I barely shook my head in recognition. I’m staring at the candle on the bedside table kinda coming back to reality and then I feel him come all the way out when that rush of air hit me and I was back. I snapped out of it relight before he started to cum again. I felt it hit across one ass cheek, then he pushed it back in and finished the rest inside of me. That pumping sensation at the rim of my butthole always fascinated me since the first time I took a load up the butt. It swells that much to where I can feel it stretch me a little more. It’s a pretty vivid thing to explain, but if you’re this far down, that’s what you stayed for.
Soooo yeah… I’ve looked better. So have our sheets, but we change them on Sundays anyway, so, fuck it. We got in the shower, cleaned off, and sat on the bench drinking moonshine that we got from Tennessee in the hot water and steam. We were in there for probably 45 minutes so we were both college drunk. I tried to suck his dick which turned me on to “soft sucking…” Didn’t know was a thing but for some reason it fascinates me and I really enjoyed it. Probably more than Dennis did. It got even more stupid because we act like children together when we drink, but that was pretty much it sex wise for the night. I woke up with a surprisingly not so sore ass, hooray for me. So that was my husbands 31st birthday. Now he has a good story for his too.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n036op/fm_taking_two_loads_for_my_husbands_birthday