Jane's birthday was fast approaching and Ron gave her a choice of how to celebrate. Knowing Jane as well as he did, he should have realized which alternative she would jump at.
"Gorgeous," Ron said, "Which would you rather do for your birthday on Saturday? Go out to dinner at a restaurant of your choice or stay home all day and have as much sex as you want in as many different ways as you want in as many different locations as you want?"
Well it took Jane less than half a second to make her decision and respond gleefully. "SEX. Definitely. An all day sexathon, please!" Jane replied with great excitement in her voice and a big kiss on Ron's mouth.
"OK, hun. You get to choreograph the whole day. You plan it out and decide exactly what we are going to do. Anything you want!" Ron told her, hoping her imagination would run as wild and free as possible. He loved it when she took the reins and was in charge sometimes. It really turned him on the way she got so into sex when they made love that she lost control. In those moments she turned into a pure animal, feeding her lust, hell bent for pleasure and it was exciting to watch.
Jane had five days to make her plans but the first idea came to her right away. She wanted Ron to tie her spread-eagled on the bed and see how many times he could make her come in two hours. When he called from work at lunch time the next day to say hello, she told him her idea.
"Oh, you naughty girl. I love the way your mind works. What are you going to have on while you are tied up?" Ron asked.
"Just one of those black lace crotch less body stockings you bought me. Remember how they fit me like a glove and are so sheer that you can see right through them?" she described.
"Sure I remember. Hell, my pants now have a wet spot on them just thinking about it. What else do you have planned for us for Saturday?" Ron asked.
"Well, if the weather cooperates, after dark I want to go outside to the front yard and fuck your brains out on the grass right in front of the house," Jane announced, her voice betraying her excitement.
"What if the moon is out and the neighbors see us?" Ron responded, obviously only half caring.
"Come on now, Ron, you said I could have anything I wanted, right?" Jane reminded him.
"You're right, hell with the neighbors," decided a thoroughly aroused Ron.
Finally Saturday morning arrived. At about six a.m. Ron woke Jane up by pulling back the covers and going down on her before she was even fully awake. He pulled her to the end of the bed and raised her legs up over his shoulders so he could immerse his face in her glorious pussy.
The man adored eating her cunt and she always responded with such moans, groans, and cries of pleasure that it kept him motivated to continue to lick and suck her clit till she dug her heels into his back and screamed that she was coming. And he wouldn't' stop there either. He knew she was multi-orgasmic so he'd just keep going, keep giving her more and more delicious pleasure and she soaked it up even though she was barely awake.
Sometimes he would make slow circles around her clit just to tease her. When he did that he could hear a change in her whimpers. Then he might run his tongue up and down her pussy from the bottom of her cunt up to her clit and back down again, over and over. That felt wonderful and brought on a whole different sound out of her throat. Finally, when she'd beg that he was driving her crazy, he'd concentrate on flicking her clit as fast as he could and Jane would begin to whimper faster and faster as she approached another orgasm.
"Oh, God that feels good, sweetie. Please don't stop," Jane begged and seconds later her whole body tightened as she reached a peak of excitement. "I'm coming, baby. Oh, God, I'm coming again," she screamed and felt her body relax.
Ron wiped his saturated mouth and chin on his t-shirt and climbed back up onto the bed next to Jane. He looked into her green, satisfied eyes, and said, "Happy Birthday my love."
"Thank you sweetie. What a wonderful way to start the day. What time is it anyway?" she asked.
"It's only a little after six," Ron told her, knowing that was early for her. She needed more sleep than he did so he wasn't surprised when she asked if he minded if she closed her eyes for a few more winks. "Sleep as long as you want, love. I'll be in the other room."