*If you want just the super sexy time, scroll to here* ***
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I woke up on my birthday with a boob in my face.
I had arrived at my now wife’s (let’s call her [Amanda](https://imgur.com/6ppW7OA): 5’ 7’’, F20 (at the time), 125 lbs, brown hair in a bob, perfect tear-drop C-cups, hourglass figure, and an ass that, in her words, “greatly appreciates your support during these trying times”) childhood home the during the summer between college semesters. She was doing an internship in her hometown, and I managed to visit her for five days, one of which fell on my 21st birthday.
Her parents were out of town for the first 2 days, and since we hadn’t seen each other in 2 months, that led to lots of fun, intimate activities. She had a high libido (lots of masturbation), but previous trauma and vaginismus had us taking things slow, and she had just recently gotten comfortable with me seeing her naked, even though we’d been dating for a year.
But while naked touch was a slow process, the girl could dry grind all day without issue, so by the time I woke up the previously mentioned boob, this woman was in a healthy orgasmic haze. (We joked that since she needed serotonin regulation anyway, I was due at least a coupon from her psychiatrist).
She rolled on top of me and gave my cheek a kiss. Her plump midi-skirt (a remnant from the previous night’s fun. I’d always have her keep her skirts/dresses on whenever possible—love the silhouette!) enveloped my thighs as she mounted me.
“Nothing on the lips for the birthday boy?”
“Birthday boy needs to brush his teeth for that sort of kiss. But he can get all the others” She kissed me down my chest and started rubbing my thighs. I started to return the favor, but then she pushed me away and wagged her finger at me.
“Nah-ahh-ahh! You’ll spoil your birthday present!”
“My present? When do I get it?”
“After we have dinner with grandma . . . I hope you’re not going to stare at my boobs like that during the whole dinner?”
“Oh, ahh, guilty there. In my defense I can’t imagine any better set” She smiled self-assuredly and raised her arms above her head on the bed, my one of many weaknesses (see also: heavy breathing, running her hands through my hair, and categorizing our pros and cons of home ownership in an interactive spreadsheet).
“Amanda, if you keep that up, I might ruin my boxers now.”
“What, this?” She arched her back and let out the tiniest whimper of a moan.
I was ready to pounce, but she stopped me. “No, you go for your run like you said you wanted to. Grandma’s coming soon, and I want you cleaned up a bit. Besides, I have to get ready . . .”
“Fine” I said reluctantly. “Can you wear the butterfly dress today?”
“Maybe later. It has a chance of . . . giving away too much.”
Well, that got me excited. I went and finished my run, washed up and dressed up, and then went to find Amanda. She was sitting, wearing her usual jeans and a T-shirt. She then handed me a book, one that I had wanted to read for a while.
“Happy Birthday!”
“Oh, thanks, dear!” I started paging though (maybe slightly disappointed), when a bookmark fell out and onto the floor.
“You might want to read that bookmark first.” I started to read:
*This is not your present. I hope you take your time unwrapping the real thing tonight. I suggest you start at my shoulders. It builds the suspense.*
I went to give her a big hug, but I could feel her heart racing. At this point in our relationship, trying anything new sexually was a big deal. I started asking her if she was okay, and if she was comfortable with this, but she stopped me and took a deep breath.
“You spend a lot of time worrying about me, and I love how much you care, but tonight I want to give you an adventurous girlfriend. Now”, she continued as she exposed her shoulder and a black and pink lace bra strap, “do you like what you see so far?”
I responded by kissing her exposed neck and collar bone. She starts a soft moan, when suddenly the doorbell rang
She looked up at me and blushed “I swear I didn’t time that on purpose.”
“Well, I guess we’re going to make it up together tonight” I replied. “Now let’s spend some time with your lovely grandma and her barely-tolerable new boyfriend.”
The rest of the day went fine. I made a decent dinner, Amanda and her grandma reminisced, and her grandma’s boyfriend only said 2 mildly racist things. After they had left and we had cleaned up, Amanda grabbed my hand and led me downstairs. She threw me into a chair, kissed me like she owned my tongue, then said “Wait here while I go get ready. No peaking!”
*** *Super sexy time starts here* ***
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I didn’t have to wait long; I think she was getting tired of teasing me. She came out in what I call her [butterfly dress](https://imgur.com/NE0ZjIF). The fabric is heavy and drapes off her shoulders and breasts. When it sways her body clashed against it, highlighting the curve in her waist, the little bit of her thighs it covers, her cute little rear. The neckline can be pulled up tight and proper or loose and off the shoulders, showing everything. Right then, it was tight and high, preserving the mystery. I couldn’t wait to change that.
She walked up to me, her head down and hands behind her back, and said in a perfectly (but unnatural for her) submissive voice, “Come and open your present”
She was positioned in the center of a brightly lit room, and I could see everything.
“Lean forward,” I directed her. I looked down her neckline and saw her structured black and pink lace bra (she never wore pushup bras, so this was a new delight), along her slender torso, to her sheer matching panties. I reached under her dress and stroked her leg.
“You’re supposed to start at the to—haaahhghhohmagod!” I gently stroked her crotch while giving her a deep kiss. I just love the way she kisses when I’m touching her.
“Fine. Give me a twirl and I’ll unwrap you properly” She twirled fast, her dress flying up and showing me everything beneath her waist. She almost fell over and giggled, but I caught her in the small of her back and started unwrapping my gift. I kissed her mouth, her neck, her shoulder as I pulled one sleeve down, then back up and down the second sleeve. I stepped back to admire her now fully exposed bra. She grabbed what part of her dress was still on and curtsied.
“Do you like what you see?”
“I love it, you look amazing!” I hugged her from behind—one of her go-to melt-in-my-arms moves—one arm cradling her boobs, the other just below her navel. “How do you feel?”
“Hmmmm . . . sexy and desired.”
“Aww, dear, I’m so proud of you!” I started rolling down her dress and slowly kissed down from her navel to each little bow on her sheer panties. “You can bet I’m very happy you’ve got to this point.”
“I . . . know, it’s . . . been a . . . journey” she gasped as I kissed around her clit. She then pulled by head in close to her lips and whispered “I want you to make me cum like I’ve never cum before. Do whatever you want. I got you this present, and I want you to help me ruin it, magic hands.”
5 seconds later I scoped her up and threw her on the bed. I got between her legs and kissed her thighs, circling her panties but being careful not to touch them yet. I had also pulled her bra down to her stomach so I could play with her boobs and still have my present.
Now was my time to tease. I moved up to kiss her neck while stroking the lining of her panties. I could see her labia bulging slightly in a faint wet outline, but I took my time circling, getting closer and closer.
“Please please please touch it, please, oh god, please” she begged. I brought my hand over her panties, above her clit, but not touching, and then an idea struck me.
“You know I want you to be safe?”
“Yes”
“You know I will take care of you?”
“Yesss”
I brought my fingers underneath the top of her panty line. “Does this feel right?” she gulped “uhhuh.” I stepped down one fingertip further, feeling the outer part of her trimmed hair.
“guu-FUCK yes!”
“More?”
“YESS, PLEASE, YES!” another, closer and closer, until I was right on top of her clit.
“What do you want now?” I asked.
She let out an inaudible mutter. “What. Do. You. Want.” I demanded.
With all of her strength, she dug her fingernails into my back and sputtered, “fucking rub my pussy and make me c-CUUUHHHUAAAAHHH!”
I finally arrived at her clitoris, and she started a convulsive earth-shattering moan. I circled around it, feeling her get wetter and wetter, and her back arched, pushing her pussy into my fingers.
“Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, I’m gona, I’m g—GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING DICK RIGHT NOW!” I pulled down my boxers and she immediately grabbed my dick and started giving me –let’s be honest here—an objectively incoherent and mediocre handjob. But given her state of convulsive ecstasy and me being so turned on that a butterfly flapping its wings in Venezuela would have set me off, I *feel* like I’ve yet to have a better one.
And then I felt a sensation in her vagina, a sort of welling of moisture from all parts of her pussy. I felt like I was in a valley before a flash flood, and I learned that while Amanda doesn’t necessarily squirt, she sure can gush.
Suddenly her vagina clamped down on my finger and she let out a banshee scream “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”. Her whole face and chest went flush. She pulsed again and again, and it was too much for me as I came myself, dousing her recently new but now very used pink and black lacey bra with my cum. She flooded her panties with her cum as I gasped—and she screamed—for a good 30 seconds.
We laid next to each other for 5 minutes before either of us spoke. Once the aftershocks of her orgasm died down, I gave her forehead a gentle kiss. “That was amazing, dear! How are you feeling?”
“Like I’ve had my brains fucked out of my ears.”
“But what are your feelings?” She took a second, then squeezed my hand and gave me a kiss on the nose”
“I just feel . . . I feel safe. I know that doesn’t sound very sexy, but that’s just all I can think of right now. I guess when I feel safe, I can feel really good.”
I kissed her back “Thanks for letting me ruin my birthday present.”
She looked at my hands “With tools like that, you can ruin whatever of mine you want.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rh8lmc/my_future_wife_wrapped_an_amazing_present_for_my
Cute story!