Happy Birthday Big Boy!

Yeah. It's my birthday. It's really not a big deal. I've never been a big "birthday guy". It's just another day of the year and I really don't need a reminder of how old I'm getting. But it does kind of suck to be alone on your birthday....

My lovely wife is out shopping with a friend - hopefully for me - and I have no idea when she'll be home so I'm just hanging out, watching TV and eating a frozen dinner.

My phone chirps - it's my wife.

Her: How are you?

Me: I'm fine. Kinda lonely.

Her: I'm sorry. I may be a while.

Me: OK.

Her: Your birthday present will be delivered today. Go ahead and open it up and enjoy. I'll see you when I see you.

Me: What is it?

Her: Gotta go. Luv ya!

Me: Bye.

As I'm cleaning up my meager meal there's a soft knock on the door. That's weird. UPS usually just tosses the package and bolts. Must have to sign for it.

I open the door and my jaw drops to the floor. There on my porch is an unbelievably gorgeous woman. And she's smiling at me.

"Happy Birthday!"

I'm too shocked to reply.

"Are you Roy?", she asks.

Still no response.

"Is it your birthday?" She has a very cute, puzzled look on her face.

I finally find my voice. "Uh, yes. To both questions."

"My name is Trudy and I am your birthday present. May I come in? It's freezing out here!"

"Of course!" I open the door and stand aside while Trudy scampers in. She has dark hair tied up in a messy bun. Her face is made up and stunning. She's wearing a long coat that is tied at the waist, dark nylons and very sexy red pumps.

"May I take your coat?"

"No, thank you. I'm a little chilled. I'll keep it on for a while. Let's sit and talk for a minute."

We sit on the couch and she turns to face me. This might possibly be the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Her dark green eyes are hypnotizing.

"I don't understand. Why are you here?"

"I told you. I'm your birthday present. You have me for two hours. Bought and paid for." Her smile is so sexy.

I gulp audibly.

"Have you ever been with a professional before?"

Another gulp. "No, ma'am."

"Please. Call me Trudy." Another devastating smile. "No problem. We'll start slow. It's my job to help you enjoy your birthday. Can I ask you a few questions?"

"Absolutely."

"What do you think is sexy?"

"You." See how clever I am?

Once again, the smile. I'd do anything to make this lady smile. "That's very sweet but please be specific. What do you find sexy in a woman?"

I see where this is going. "I like women with confidence who know what they want and don't mind asking for it. I like long hair, lots of makeup, very tight and curvy clothes and high heels."

"Well, someone knows you pretty well." Trudy stands slowly never breaking eye contact with me. She reaches up and takes the comb out of hair and shakes it out gently so that her soft, dark curls cascade over her shoulders and down her back. She unties the belt of her coat, opens it slightly and then suddenly drops it at her feet.

My breath is completely swept away.

She's wearing a VERY tight, short, red vinyl dress with a zipper from bottom to top. This dress isn't just painted on. It looks like she was dipped in shiny, red plastic. Her breasts are pressed together and the zipper is down just a touch showing a bit of creamy cleavage. Her legs are in silky black stockings and her pumps match perfectly. She has her hands on her waist and her hip cocked a bit. She licks the corner of her lips, which are deep red and soaking wet.

"Well, what do you think?"

The bulge in my jeans makes it clear that I am very attracted to Trudy.

"I think you are the sexiest woman I have ever seen."

"You're so sweet. Have you ever had a lap dance?"

"No, ma'am. I mean Trudy."

"You're about to. Put on some music, take off your shirt and sit back on the couch."

I turn on some soft jazz, pull off my t-shirt and sit back on the couch.

Trudy starts to sway a bit to the music. "There's one rule. No touching. You keep both hands on the couch at all times. I can touch you but you cannot touch me. If you break this rule I will stop. And trust me. You will NOT want me to stop. Can you do that?"

"I'll try my best."

"Excellent." Trudy turns around and starts to sway to the music. She rocks her hips back and forth in front of me while moving her sexy feet on the floor. Her ass is fantastic and I am completely mesmerized by her sensual movements. She backs closer to me and continues her slow dancing. I spread my knees so she can get closer. I can smell her soft perfume and hear her silky legs rub against the liner of her dress. She raises her arms in the air, which pulls her dress up slightly. My hands are starting to sweat but I keep them flat on the couch. There's no way I would do anything that might stop this show.

Trudy bends slightly at the waist and starts to rub her beautiful ass on my right knee. She turns slightly to look at me with her smoky green eyes and puts both of her hands on my left thigh. Her ass starts moving up my right thigh, the smooth fabric of her tight dress sliding up my leg. When her hip contacts the huge bulge in my pants I feel I will shoot off like a bottle rocket. She turns her back to me and starts to grind that unbelievable ass in my crotch. The beat of the music, the pounding of my heart and the movement of her body drives me crazy. It takes every bit of willpower I have to keep from grabbing this sexy goddess with both hands and running her through with my throbbing cock. I have never wanted anyone so bad. And I fear it's going to get worse.

"Do you like that?" Her voice is sultry and low.

"Very much. You are fantastic." I sound like a croaking frog.

Trudy stands slowly and turns to face me. She bends down and puts her hands on my legs, just above the knees. "You're doing so well. Keep your hands to yourself, now." She must have pulled down her zipper a few inches while her back was to me because I can see a lot more fantastic cleavage now. I want to touch those breasts so much it hurts.

After gently pushing my legs together Trudy straddles me on her knees. Her neck and chest are inches from my face and just dying to be licked but I dare not break the spell. She puts her hands on my chest and scratches me softly with her long, red fingernails. She slowly starts to rock her hips again and her dress rides up a bit, showing the top of her stockings and the milky white skin of her upper thighs. She grinds her pussy into my throbbing crotch while looking deep into my eyes, licking her lips and moaning softly.

"How's this?"

"So good...." I swear I'm going to squirt a load into my pants.

"You're being so good. You can put your hands on my lower back now. Hold me tight. Keep me from falling."

I put my hands behind her waist as instructed and Trudy leans back, grinding my crotch harder and harder. She reaches up and pulls the zipper on her dress down a few more inches revealing more of her very pretty breasts.

After several minutes of Trudy grinding her fantastic body against me she gets up slowly. She parts my legs again and kneels between them.

"Let's see what we have to work with, here."

She slowly starts to unbutton my jeans. I lift my hips so she can pull them off revealing my underwear which is soaking wet from the syrup I've been producing since the moment I opened the door. My cock is fully engorged and straining at the stretchy material of my briefs. Trudy strokes my shaft softy and hums deep in her throat. She gently pulls down the elastic waistband, freeing my very proud and excited love pump.

"Hands on the couch again, please."

"Yes, ma'am."

Trudy wraps her warm hand around the base of my throbbing cock. Her touch is driving me wild with desire. She runs her fingers lightly up and down the shaft as I try to relax and enjoy her expert ministrations. She slips a soft thumb over the tip and smears some slick cum-syrup all over the bulging head. I can feel my heart beating in my cock and it is so hard I'm afraid it will shatter like glass.

She leans forward and places a soft kiss on my pink mushroom, leaving a perfect lipstick print. I wish there was a way to save that forever but I fear it won't last long. Trudy gazes deep into my eyes and starts to slowly lick up and down my shaft. I can feel her tongue on every bump and vein. She lightly strokes me with her hand as she spends more time on the end, licking up the syrup and messing up her sexy tattoo. I gasp with pleasure when she envelops my cock with her soft lips and begins to gently suck on it. Trudy rises up on her knees and takes more and more of me into her incredible mouth. I want so badly to grab the back of her head but I don't want this to stop. Ever.

I start to buck my hips with the rhythm of Trudy's strokes and I know I'm about to blow a massive load into this fantastic woman's mouth when she stops and gently holds the base of my cock between her fingers.

"Not yet, please."

I lean back and try to relax but my cock is screaming "MORE MORE MORE!"

Trudy stands up and straightens her dress. She runs her fingers through her hair. She takes something from the pocket of her coat and heads to the bathroom.

"I'll be right back."

"Oh, please hurry." She giggles at me and closes the door.

I take the few minutes afforded me and try to catch my breath. My cock is still standing like a Saturn V rocket and I can't do anything about that but I pull on my soggy underpants, sit up and collect myself. Soon Trudy slips back into the room. I could spend the day just watching this woman walk around in that dress and those heels. She has taken the time to reapply her lipstick and fix her hair. She looks as fresh as the morning again.

"Would you like to touch me, now?"

"More than anything in the world."

She gives me another one of those heart-attack smiles, takes my hand and helps me to stand. I'm a little shaky and somewhat self-conscious because I'm naked and she's fully clothed but I'm not going to complain a bit. Trudy guides my hand up to her chest and places my fingers on the zipper pull. I gently lower the zipper and put my hand into her dress to feel her soft, warm breast. Her nipple is erect and I roll it softly between my fingers. She leans her head back a bit and moans with pleasure. I kneed her breast while watching her eyes; her painted eyelids close as she enjoys my massage.

Trudy takes my other hand and leads me to the bottom of her dress, right between her legs.  She guides my fingers straight to her warm wet pussy and presses them to her fleshy folds.  Apparently she had removed her panties in the bathroom a few moments ago. She puts her hands on my shoulders, looks into my eyes and bites her bottom lip as I part her pussy petals and begin to slowly stroke her sensitive slot.  She rocks her sexy hips and presses her pussy into my exploring hand, moaning softly.

I have to tell you; standing here fingering this breathtakingly beautiful woman is definitely the highlight of my day.

She turns around and starts to grind her sweet ass into my tortured crotch again and guides both my hands around to her front so I can continue to pleasure her wet pussy and her soft breasts.  She raises her arms up and clasps her fingers around the back of my neck while continuing to dance against my raging hard-on.  I kiss and lick her neck and nibble her ears, thoroughly enjoying pleasuring this lovely creature.

Finally Trudy turns to face me again.  She reaches down and drops my drawers to the floor, grips my cock with both hands and guides it to the gates of her pleasure palace.  She puts my seeping mushroom between her soaking pussy lips and starts to slowly push on.  The feeling is intense and exquisite as her warm pussy slowly engulfs my raging post.  She lets out a slight gasp when she is fully impaled on my spear and she starts up those magical hips again, bucking her incredible body against me in a passionate, sensual dance.

I try to match her movements as best I can but it's hard for me to hold a rhythm with the muscles of her unbelievable pussy grasping and massaging my pulsating cock. She puts her hands on my hips and takes over completely, thrusting my hips back and forth, in and out of her sensual sex pot all the while staring into my eyes and making sexy, encouraging sounds that go well with the wet, slapping sounds of our sex. Trudy licks her deep, red lips and leans in to me. She licks the corner of my mouth softly and gently sucks my bottom lip. I can taste her thick, greasy lipstick and want to smear it all over me. She pulls back a bit and I get a terrific view of her lovely mouth, slightly open, tongue licking her upper lip. I am so hungry for her mouth but I don't want to overstep so I just lick my lips as well. She understands my desire implicitly and gently covers my mouth with hers, pressing her warm tongue deep into my face. I drink of her sweet saliva and suck on her probing tongue as we explore each other's mouths hungrily.

I feel my testicles start to tighten and I know my climax is imminent. My knees get weak and I have a hard time holding the rhythm of the dance but Trudy holds me tightly and continues our slow, steady thrusting. There's no way I can hold back any longer and I violently pump stream after stream of hot cum into her velvety quiver. My orgasm is intense and lasts forever. I feel like every pleasure nerve in my entire body is overloaded. I have never had a more monumental sensual experience. My knees completely give out but Trudy gently guides me to the couch and helps me sit.

Trudy retrieves another parcel from her coat and scampers back to the bathroom, smiling at me over her shoulder. I've really enjoyed everything that has come from that long coat and can't wait to see what's next.

I take the time to clean myself up a bit and pull up my underpants. I lie back on the couch and close my eyes. I may have passed out.

In a few minutes I hear the bathroom door open and Trudy walks back into the room. She has changed out of the shiny red dress and is now wearing an incredibly tight, short, black lycra nighty that just barely covers her most interesting bits. She still has on the silky, crotchless hose and the red pumps and has fixed her face and hair again. She looks like the cover of a very sexy magazine.

She stands in front of me and does a cute little twirl. "What do you think?"

"I think it's fantastic. You are so sexy."

Trudy kicks off her heals and sits down on the couch, drawing her legs up under her. She faces me, leans on her elbow and puts her hand in her hair.

"Let's talk for a minute. Tell me about yourself."

We talk for a long time. I tell her about my work and my hobbies and interests.

When I tell her that I enjoy taking glamorous photos of beautiful women she perks up.

"Maybe I could model for you sometime."

"I would like that a lot."

She notices me glance at the clock.

"Don't worry", she says, her eyes sparkling. "We have plenty of time."

I ask her how she got into this line of work.

She answers, "I've always enjoyed making people happy and I LOVE sex, so it was just a natural fit."

"It's probably none of my business but how many clients do you have?"

She gives me a wicked little smile. "You might be surprised to know that that is a pretty small number. I'm very exclusive."

"I'll bet you are."

Trudy stretches her leg out and rubs it on my thighs. My sleeping cock starts to stir.

"I just love silky hose." she says. "They make me feel so sexy. Don't you agree?"

"Completely."

"Why don't you feel how silky they are?"

I rub my hand lightly on her calf and over the top of her little foot. I feel the back of her knee and the lower part of her thigh. I massage her foot, enjoying the feel of the nylon over her skin.

"Mmmm.... That feels so nice." She scoots down a bit give me more access to her upper thigh. I can almost reach her sex flower, but not quite. As I touch her my cock starts to engorge again and I feel that very familiar pressure in my pants. Trudy notices this and slides her foot up my leg and starts to rub my bulging briefs with her sexy little toes. In no time at all I have a massive hard-on again. This woman has the magic touch.

Trudy draws her leg in and leans over to pull my pants down a bit, freeing my apparently insatiable cock once again. She throws her leg back over me and mounts my manhood, sliding her warm wet pussy back over me. With her hands on my chest she starts her incredible, dancing hips driving my rock hard cock deep into her mossy cave. She leans forward and kisses me, deep and hungry and our tongues dance and dart as we suck moisture from each other. Her humping is slow and languid and incredibly sensual. Her warm, tight pussy is caressing my cock like a velvet glove and the movement of her hips is milking pleasure from my deepest core.

After several long, glorious minutes of sweet love-making she gets up, puts her shoes back on, leans on the arm of the couch with her perfect ass in the air, spreads her legs a bit and huskily says,

"Give it to me, Birthday Boy."

I jump up from the couch, drop my pants, come up behind her, grab her hips tightly with both hands and drive my slippery cock into her inviting fold. Now it's my turn to be in control as I start pumping her sexy ass harder and harder, my swinging balls slapping against her cheeks. She moans in pleasure and moves her ass to meet my thrust as I turn into a mindless piston engine. This new angle and the things she's able to do with her pussy are quickly sending me over the edge again. I continuously slam into her as she makes encouraging sounds, driving me to harder, deeper, faster penetration. The pressure in my balls starts to rise and I feel that familiar swell. I suddenly spew stream after stream of hot cream into her again while continuing to pump her for all I'm worth.

Finally spent, I collapse on the couch - a sweaty, breathless, quivering mass. Trudy cleans herself up a bit and curls up on the couch, laying her head on my chest. We silently enjoy each other's presence for a long time.

Trudy finally breaks the silence. "How did you like your birthday present?"

"I don't want it to end".

She looks up at me and raises an eyebrow. "It doesn't have to."

Trudy kisses me soft and long as her fingers caress my chest.

"When can I see you again?" I ask her hopefully.

"Maybe I can help you celebrate your birthday again next year."

Trudy ends up spending the night. We make love over and over until we fall asleep exhausted in each other's arms. I don't know how I'm going to ever be able to pay her for this but it is totally worth all the money in the world. This woman completely owns me. Body and soul.

Best. Birthday. Ever.

- fin -