You look into my eyes. I am very excited as it is my birthday.
"Prepare for a most unusual birthday present. First, you will have a hair appointment consisting of a trim, a wash, and a styling. Then, you will have a pedicure and Brazilian waxing session. Afterward, you will do yoga for one hour and bellydance for another hour. Have some coconut water and a snack. Then you will open this envelope and walk to a very specific place and discover your first birthday present. From there you will find an envelope with further instructions. Follow them to the letter. You will see me when you receive your last envelope for the day."
You hand me a beautiful dark green mermaid skirt that has a slit going up to my hip on one side and a form-fitting black top that hugs my breasts perfectly and shows off my toned arms. Next, you hand me a beautiful green and black scarf that matches my outfit perfectly, and last but not least, you hand me several pairs of shoes. The first pair is my barefoot walking shoes. I know so well with a sturdy pair of wool socks. The second pair is a black pair of heels, four inches tall that zips up the middle and showcases my toes. I recall you call this specific pair the fuck me now pair.
I feel so pampered because of having my hair done. I revel in the scalp massage. My feet feel deeply appreciated by the foot massage, maintenance, and the beautiful shade of tender pink nontoxic paint on my toes. Next for the Brazilian. I play one of my favorite games and see how relaxed I can get. It hurts much less afterwards. My yoga, I do semi naked, nothing but a top on and by candlelight. It feels so good to pop my back and work out all the stiffness and tension. I feel my body go deeper into each movement. After the yoga comes my favorite sensual self care, bellydance. I now wear a pair of form-fitting black pants and a bikini top for practice.
I put on some new music that you have downloaded for me just today. I love not knowing what I will hear next and flowing with the music, embodying each sound. I get so wet. My body is so happy. My heart sings with delight. My mind is relaxed and calm. Then I have my coconut water and an apple with some cheddar cheese. I brush and floss my teeth, then apply my favorite scent besides my own, Dolce & Gabbana's Light Blue. I put on some makeup, just the basics. Then I get into the beautiful outfit and my walking shoes. I pack a backpack with a jacket, water, snacks, and my utility belt. I put my cell phone in the bag and turned it off. Then, I open the envelope and start walking to a very specific place. I feel the wind on my face and smell the spruce trees. My feet joyously step forward with excitement. The mystery has my heart beating faster, and I feel tingly sensations along my spine of anticipation.
I get to the spot. I see a man who is tall, has deep penetrating brown eyes, brown hair, and what one could describe as the fingers of someone who could have played the piano well because of his long fingers. He is wearing nothing but armor and no helmet. I recognize him well as we are good friends, and I have always found him incredibly hot, the sort of hot that you have to actively make yourself look away from. He hands me a sword. I prepare mentally.
"On the count of three, one, two, three. Obviously, nothing about the face."
"What is the prize?," I ask, a jumble of anticipation edging through my voice.
"You will have to wait and see." "One, two."Â I take a deep breath and slow my breathing. "Three." My mind is focused, my body ready.
You take a step, and I block you with my blade. You spin and move to the side, trying to get my opposite side. I block your sword quickly. Things get heated as the sword play continues. I gain advantage now by causing you to retreat.
"I think perhaps it's a draw, but I'll just give it to you this time. What with it being your birthday and everything, " We lay our swords down. You remove your armor carefully and lay out a thick wool blanket.
You pull out a blindfold and tie it around my eyes. You take me by the hand and guide me to lay down on the blanket. I do so. Next, I feel your gentle and firm hands caressing my jawline, my hair, my throat, and shoulders. I feel my breasts wanting your touch. You resist because you know this will bring me greater pleasure later. Your hands travel from my shoulders to my side and then my hips. The heat grows in my pussy.
Again, your hands resist and travel to my bottom, a feather lite touch. I groan with delight. Then I feel your hands traveling further down, my calves, and to my feet. Your mouth is on my feet. My sounds get more deeply filled with pleasure. My toes are bring sucked on one my one. I stretch my hand out and feel the same Earth in my fingertips. The smell makes me giddy as it mingles with my desire. Your smell has always reminded me of the damp forest, deeply masculine, deeply erotic, deeply divine. Suddenly I feel your tongue just barely caressing my pussy, oh so slowly and tenderly. My hips arc forwards to meet you.
"I have wanted to do this since the moment I met you."
"Me too. I see have it in my dreams, and whenever I think of you, I think of this," Your hands caress my breasts as you so patiently and slowly build your tempo and pace. You savor each second, each sound, each smell, and each caress. The pleasure is so intense that I know I can not speak.
"Your pussy smells so sexy and so sacred.
My cock is so happy just being near Her." The tempo increases. I find myself making primal sounds. I do not think about the sounds, they just escape my throat, their need is to great to remain quiet. Knowing this thrills me even more.
"I want to have you in my mouth," "Not unless you beg," Your hands caress my breasts then you grasp more firmly and squeeze my nipples. All the while your tongue explores and brings me more joy and delight than I have ever known, ever deeper. One hand remains on my breast while the other plunges into me. Your tempo with your tongue increases. I am oh so very wet. I cannot resist vocalizing these sounds of mine grow ever more wild.
"Please I want you in my mouth. Your cock, please."
"You can wait a little longer," I hear you say, groaning in delight. In and out goes your finger, your opposite hand squeezes my nipple so hard it hurts but I love it just like that and your licking tongue grows ever more patient and the tempo increases, there is a musicality and grace to your movements.
That turns me on even more, the sound of your joy, your grace and elegance, an erotic dance. Your body I have always found beautiful. You bring me to the brink of climax and at the last minute you plunge inside of me. Then you move me to an all fours position. The feel of your contours are so luscious and I feel your balls as they slap against me. The sound sends shivers of pleasure up and down my spine. I moan with pleasure. I am so turned on I cannot help but cum.
You move in and out, slowly. It feels so good, so right. Then your tempo increases as does your rhythm, back and forth, back and forth. My hips move forwards and my pussy grazes your hands and I move my hips backwards. Suddenly you take my silk scarf and gently tie it around my mouth. "You'll be needing this when you cum again. I want you to really let out your pleasure through sound, the most that you ever have. Go deeper with the feeling of the silk against your mouth and letting your sounds be heard. Sound out you pleasure for me. For me. Keep your eyes open. I want to see your pleasure." You flip me over onto my back quickly and take the blindfold off me now. I feel you plunge deeper and your tempo increases, forward and backwards. Your hands gently caress my nipples and my pussy. I arc towards your waiting hands. My sounds of pleasure keep coming. You move towards your pleasure and mine deeper and deeper.
I feel you growing and getting harder. Your foreskin feels so divine. You spank my ass with your hand and it feels so right. I present my ass all the more. Your hands caress my jaw. I feel them on my throat, gently. You suddenly pull my hair and it causes my head to shift to the right. My throat is exposed. My pulse increases. You bite my neck hungrily, growling and I feel you go forwards and backwards more rapidly. Your shoulder and back muscles flex. I touch your muscular arms. I moan into the sensations. Deeper. More primal. Your groans become deeper. I feel you getting very close now to your time.
I feel your hands on my breasts, caressing, pinching my nipples between your fingers, I moan again. I feel your fingers caressing my throat and pushing a little, just enough to feel delicious pressure for a few moments but not firm enough to feel panic. This makes sensations much more intense. I feel your hands on my pussy again. I move into your hands and you are moving quote intensely now, forwards and backwards. Mm. You cum, growling and groaning with total pleasure and I feel my cervix, G spot, and whole clitoris shudder with pleasure. My breasts move with delight as they have a heartgasm.
You remove the silk scarf from my mouth and massage my jaw. You cuddle me for a long time and pull a blanket over me. We make some hot cocoa over a small fire that you make quickly. Then you smile deeply and kiss me passionately. I have never had a kiss quite like this one. My knees are jelly and I feel so happy. You plait my hair for me and hand me an envelope. Then you give me a nibble on my earlobe, kiss me again and nibble my earlobe. You smile and spank my ass and say,
" Thank you for doing me the honor. Now you're to arrive where the envelope directs in about an hour's time by foot." I smile and wink, then begin walking. I smell the spruce pitch in the air and enjoy the feeling of the ground under my feet. There is a mild wind, and it refreshes me as it plays with my skirt. I readjust my silk scarf. I walk for about an hour, and then I see someone I have not seen in many years. My heart feels as if it's going to thump out of my chest. I can not help but smile, and my throat relaxes.
He is a little taller than me with blonde hair and bright blue eyes. His tan contrasts with the green of the forest.
"My Goddess," he says, completely smitten while handing me a beautiful crown. "For you. My pleasure is to serve you," he takes my hand in his and begins kissing a path from my fingers to my shoulder. I find this sentence intoxicating as my body heart and mind know with every fiber
"Thank you for giving me my crown," I say as I smile.
"How may I serve you?"Â He asks in all earnestness.
My yoni fills with heat, and I feel my throat open. You nibble my earlobe and kiss my shoulder as you kneel before me. My heart beats faster. "Worship my breasts," I say in a commanding voice. Your hands seem to take on a life of their own as they caress my jawline, my shoulders, and my breasts. Your hands have a lite touch as they caress my breasts over and over again. With every touch, I drop deeper into pleasure in my body. I shiver with delight. Your hands circle and spiral as they deeply enjoy bringing such joy to my breasts. I moan with delight.
Your hands continue caressing, exploring. My breasts have never felt so divine, so worshipped, so turned on. I feel such love powerfully coursing through my breasts as my sounds grow more intense. I find that I am so very wet that a small lake is developing beneath me. It feels so good.