[MF] Three Birthday Gifts and More

*Sorry not sorry for the wall of text. The sexy stuff is interspersed. This happened last night but I’ve written it in first person perspective as if it’s happening at the moment. My mind is still spinning from how hot it all was.*

My birthday was actually a couple months ago, but we kept getting waylaid by colds, errands, weekend plans, etc. We’ve had regular sex since then, but mythical “birthday sex” had now become a bit of a fun joke in our home. But while I was out shopping, my boyfriend messaged me, “We could have birthday sex tonight. You can opt in or opt out, but if you opt in you can’t ask any questions or complain.”

I thought about it for a long while, preemptively asked if I needed to prepare for anything, and then opted in. How crazy could it possibly get?

I’m told to stay out for a few hours, and when I arrive home it’s not like I’m ravished immediately. Instead, I show him my purchases, he talks about his day, and then he lays it out:

“I have **three presents** for you, and also a few activities. I can tell you what the presents are ahead of time, or they can be a surprise. But we’re going to do the activity one first.”

We smoke a bowl, which we both know always gets me really horny. Then he gets my laptop and tells me to sign onto Reddit, and that he’s going to be posting a r/dirtypenpals writing prompt for me. I’m to answer as many messages as I can and role play the scenario he’s written for me… and masturbate while he takes a shower. He explains he likes the idea of me getting worked up in another room while he takes his time getting ready for the night.

[The role playing scenario is one where he’s invited someone to join us in bed, while I’m blindfolded.](https://www.reddit.com/r/dirtypenpals/comments/5l0dcw/f4m_join_me_and_my_boyfriend/)

For a couple hours I respond to messages about getting double teamed by him and a stranger, and a lot of the messages are good. *Really good.* I’m getting riled up and when he gets out of the shower, he plays with my tits and reads over my shoulder occasionally. He has me eat a pot cookie, which I know is guaranteed to make me a thousand times more horny than normal.

Eventually he tells me to shut it down and to lie on our bed naked. We make out, and he presents me with my first gift: **A pussy vibe.** He slides it inside of me: the shape is two small bulbs and is attached by a little pull-cord. For some reason, the pull-cord dangling out of me also really turns me on. He turns on the vibe with the remote and it buzzes inside of me, and he tries various patterns: BBBBZZZZZZ—BBBBZZZZZZ—BBBBZZZZZZ. bbzzz-bbzzzzzzzzz-bbzzz-bbzzzzzzzzz. bbzzz-BBBZZZ-bbzzz-BBBZZZ. Before I have a chance to really process what’s going on, he says we’re going out to dinner. I’m not too happy to have to go outside while this horny, but… it’s dinner time.

We bundle up and make our way to the our local diner. The 15 minute walk seems like an hour and he turns on the vibe every half block or so, then casually continues walking while I jolt and stumble. When we pass people, he takes delight in turning it on right when we pass them, so an “Ohh!” escapes from my lips… By the time we’ve gotten to the destination, I’m half-dreading, half-craving bumping into more people.

We seat ourselves at the diner and I try to find a comfortable seat while he plays with the remote. It’s a small donut shape with a band of light that pulses to match the vibrations. “Put that away, what if people see it!” I hissed at him.

“Then I’ll just tell them it’s an exercise tracker,” he said calmly. “Maybe I’ll even let someone else play with it.” (THAT earned him a little mini orgasm)

Our regular waiter takes our order, and I wonder if he can’t tell anything’s amiss by the stupid grin plastered on my face. After he leaves, I whisper, “I can’t tell how loud I’m being. I feel like I’m going to moan really loud and not realize it.”

My boyfriend sits back in his chair with a casual, arrogant air. Keep in mind he’s NEVER like this, which is simultaneously freaking me out and turning me on. “Go ahead. Moan.” he commands.

I lean back in my seat and tilt back my head a little, then close my eyes briefly. I hump my chair a little and I let out a sigh, but my normal brain takes over and I can’t let it out like I really want to. We come to this diner almost every week. The food arrives, and he says he’ll give me a break and let me eat. But when I lift my fork the vibe is on again; he’s lied (also hot). I barely remember eating my meal. Putting on my coat to leave the restaurant was torture. The walk back to the apartment seems like an eternity — he stops us so we can kiss and grope on the sidewalk a couple times, and there are moments where I’m clutching onto him moaning in full volume. Thankfully the streets were relatively empty tonight! I told him later that if he had pulled me into a corner and told me get on my knees and suck his cock, I would have.

The walk back also seems like an hour and I feel as if I’ve been orgasming non-stop. When we walk into the front door, I literally fall to the ground and writhe. It sounds really made up, but I swear this happened. I see him peel off his coat and pants and I crawl over to him, pull out his cock and start sucking. I crawl into the bedroom and onto our bed, hoping to get fucked, but we just make out for awhile and then he says to hop into the shower.

I honestly don’t remember the shower that much — just that at some point he has me soap his body, and “performing that service” really turned me on, and I end up crouched over in our tub begging him to fuck me. The whole time the vibrator is still inside me, and I thought I was safe since he didn’t know if the remote was waterproof. Turns out that doesn’t matter, he’d just reach his arm outside of the shower to turn it on and off. We finally come out of the shower and he blindfolds me, and takes me into the bedroom. He asks if I’d like to know what the second gift is, or if I’d like it to be a surprise. I choose surprise.

I’m laid down naked in bed and after a moment, I feel **cuffs** added to my wrists and ankle. Weirdly, I keep waving my arms and legs, confused why I’m not tied down (the pot has made me really loopy). After I’m strapped down completely, spread eagled with my arms wide, he teases me with the vibe, changing patterns, leaving it on for longer periods of time. He’s kissing me, licking all over my body and playing with my nipples. This goes on for quite awhile, and then he asks if I want to know what my third and final gift is. I opt for another surprise, and he leaves the room.

From the living room, he’s switching the vibe on and off. I’m still strapped down, and I start thinking about the dirtypenpals prompt from earlier, and wondering if it’s possible he actually invited someone over. It seems like an eternity by the time I hear him return, and suddenly I feel something hard against my face. I assume it’s his cock and turn blindly to suck on it, and am met with something colder and harder. “Is my third gift a **dildo**!?” I ask, giggling. He feeds it to me, taps it on my face, and then asks, “Is that what you want it to be? A dildo?”

Remembering the role playing once more, I cautiously ask, “Is it… is it another guy?” Then I get it, that he’s playing out my fantasy for me. “Another guy’s cock? What are you guys going to do to me?” I ask excitedly. He doesn’t answer, which is another level of erotic torture. He removes the vibe, then fucks me with the dildo and feeds me his cock.

Then he sticks the dildo on the wall, and that point I was excited 12/10. I was finally going to get my longtime fantasy of being spitroasted! After a little bit of maneuvering, I end up impaled on the dildo while sucking my boyfriend’s cock in front of me. I rock and back forth, at some point deep throating him as I bounce on the dildo. At some point the blindfold is removed and I think, “in the future I definitely want to do this in front of a mirror.”

At this point he says he needs a little break and leaves me alone on the bed. I’m told to use the dildo but my arms feel too noodly to do anything. My cock-addled mind tells myself, “you’re here to get fucked” and when he finally returns, he finds me face down ass up while I’m rubbing my clit.

“Time for your **fourth present**,” he says, surprising me. “Fourth?!” I say, confused. “Four?!” I’m babbling now, surprised and delighted by the possibility of a bonus gift. I hear him squirting the lube and I think maybe he’s going to slide his finger inside my asshole, which we’ve been playing with a little lately. Just a couple days ago, he fit the tip of his cock inside my ass for the first time and the dirtiness of the was beyond sexy. But then something cold and hard presses against my asshole.

What he’s pushing in is wider than his finger… by a lot. It’s smooth, so I know it’s not the faux-veiny dildo. It’s more firm than his cock head. I feel it press in, then go deeper inside me. Whenever we’ve done butt stuff, I find myself really horny and confused at the same time, and tend to ask a lot of questions. “What is that? Is that a **butt plug**? You got me a butt plug? How far in is it? Did it go all the way in?”

“Yeah, it’s all the way in,” he says in a casual manner, as if he’s just observing an normal, every day occurrence: His girl face down ass up with a butt plug is stuffed inside her virgin ass. At this point I’m drooling onto the bedsheets.

He holds onto my ass, and whenever he adjusts or bumps against the plug, I let out a little squeal. He slides his cock slowly into my pussy, and then — “Bbbzzzzzz” — the plug is vibrating. In my ass. I didn’t know it was a vibrator too! My mind has basically broken from the overstimulation. He fucks me for awhile while teasing me with the butt vibe, and then then takes his cock out and replaces it with the pussy vibrator. He plays with having the pussy vibrator on, then the butt vibe on, then both at the same time. I’m shaking like crazy and almost unable to prop myself up.

I’m repositioned once more on the bed, still on my knees with my ass up, when he slides the plug slowly out of me. I brace myself, thinking that I what’s coming next. He plays with my asshole, murmuring that his thumbs slides in nice and easy now. He’s saying dirty words and calling me a slut, which I love. I ask him in a panic, “Are you going to fuck my ass?” It’s one of those questions where just last week I would have probably wanted the answer to be no, but now it’s yes.

He slides the tip inside, and I can hear myself moaning like a common whore. He continues to push it in deeper, and deeper, and I’m babbling again, things like: “Are you… are you fucking my ass? Is your cock in my ass? Oh god. Oh god you’re fucking me in the ass. You’ve taken… you’ve taken it. You took my anal virginity! It’s the only cock that’s ever been in there! It kinda hurts but mostly feels weird. And good. Oh god it feels so good. Is it all the way in? How much? Oh gaaaddddd…”

“It’s all the way in,” he says, laughing mostly with disbelief. This apparently was a big surprise to him too, how easily it slid right in. He starts pumping in and out of me slowly, and my babbling continues, “Uhhh fuck me. Fuck me in the ass. Fuck me in my slutty ass. Fuck your dirty slut. Cum inside me, please cum inside my dirty ass.”

It only takes a few more thrusts, and he empties out in me deep. I keep pushing myself further back, and after he finishes, we’re still for a minute, kissing and breathing loudly. I fumble around and find my regular vibrator and bring it up to my clit. “I can’t believe… you just came… inside my asshole…” I gasp. He slowly slides out of me and goes to clean up, but I stay in the position, still horny as hell.

Afterwards, we cuddle for a bit, and I make him recap the entire night while I use my vibrator on myself. The pussy vibrator is put back inside me, and he plays with it until we both pass out from exhaustion.

TL;DR Always opt into birthday sex even not on your birthday.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5l6xj4/mf_three_birthday_gifts_and_more