I loved talking to him about being with another woman, a fantasy which would always remain in my head and in our own erotic world. He, in turn, would talk me through what would happen, giving me every explicit detail he imagined. It turned me on so much I acted like his little slut fucking him until we collapsed, weak from cumming.
I am not sure when my fantasy started; maybe it was from watching girl/girl videos with him, maybe the pictures I looked at online, or maybe it was just something that I found incredibly sensual. Whatever it was or wherever it came from I certainly knew it was a fantasy I wouldn't fulfil.
Our lives grew together and I loved him more each day. He was generous with his love, a creative and giving lover, very kind and compassionate. He helped me grow both personally and sexually. Throughout my day, I thought of him. I thought of having his cock deep inside me, having him spank me, feeling his tongue on my pussy, his mouth all over my body. I smiled as I often thought of racing in the door, dropping to my knees and taking his cock deep into my mouth, sucking him until he could hold his pleasure no longer. At night, he treated me to the most wonderful lovemaking. We would make love under the starlight embracing until we fell asleep. Other times, he would secure me to the bed and tease me until I begged him to enter me, begging him to fuck me harder and harder. Regardless of the scenario, I would always feel loved and satisfied. It seemed he could never get enough of me, nor I him.
So, I knew that for my birthday he would treat me like a princess. He had always surprised me on special occasions and I knew that this would be no different. Often we would travel to our special cabin by the ocean, where we could make love all day and fuck all night. Every year he did something completely different, his ingenuity, and his imagination always surprised me. I guess, a little selfishly, I looked forward to being spoilt. I woke on the morning of my birthday to find the bed covered in rose petals and a champagne breakfast awaiting me. After a couple of flutes of bubbly, we made love. His eyes adoringly roving my body while he felt every inch of me with his soft hands. His mouth kissing my every inch so tenderly, his tongue gliding over my wet pussy until his hard cock entered me, caressing me until we both came.
We spent the day together, out for a nice lunch and then a leisurely walk by the lake before we headed home again. On the drive home, he used his broad hand to caress my legs, firmly and deftly as always. As soon as we got in the front door, he grabbed my hair, pulling my head back, guiding me against the wall. He kissed me deeply, his mouth hungry on mine. He looked me in the eye and told me to take a shower, and I knew my treat was yet to come. He slid his hand to my breast, pinching my already hard nipple, as he whispered "make sure you clean yourself well for me, so that I can make you all dirty and clean you again". I felt his hand slide under my skirt and into my panties, and I knew he would feel the wetness on my pussy. He licked my mouth and told me to be a good little birthday girl and hurry upstairs after my shower. As I walked away I felt his hand linger on my ass, squeezing it as I left him.
I took a nice warm shower, making sure I was very clean for him. I wrapped a towel around myself and headed upstairs. As he came up the stairs behind me, my nipples hardened and my pussy ached, longing for him to touch me. He told me to turn away from him as gently approached me. He slid a blindfold over my eyes as he kissed my neck. Then he removed the towel and told me to lie on the bed. I liked being obedient so I did as he told me. I felt cuffs going on each hand as he secured me to the bed. My mind filled with possibilities as my excitement grew. I felt his hands on my tits, tweaking my nipples as he told me how he was going to give me pleasure like never before. He told me to bend my knees and spread my legs. I knew he liked to look at my pussy so I gladly obeyed him, happy his cock would be getting hard just looking at me.
He knelt beside the bed and asked me if I was his good little birthday girl. I had to lick my lips and swallow before I could answer, the anticipation almost too much for me. I told him I would do anything he wanted, and as I spoke, I felt my pussy get a little wetter. It was then that he said he had a surprise for me. I heard him say something else but I couldn't quite hear him, it was almost as if he wasn't talking to me. I heard another voice. A woman's voice. I struggled a little and he pinched my nipple and told me to relax and enjoy Sara, my birthday present. He told her to look at me and tell him what she thought. I felt turned on when I heard her comment on how much she liked what she saw. She said I had great tits and a great body. I felt her fingers on my thigh and I tingled all over. I felt her breath as she looked at my pussy. Warm breath on my wet pussy, I was almost on fire.