Joe woke up after a peaceful night's sleep, and remembered that today was his birthday. Today he would hit "the big three-oh." He'd enjoyed his twenties well enough, but he expected his thirties to be even better.
His was such a great life. He'd married Christine right after college. Getting married was the best thing that had ever happened to him. She was the love of his life; his soul mate. It made him so happy just being in the same room with her. He really loved sleeping with her, and being intimate with her; and being able to share his most erotic fantasies with her. He thought himself blessed to be her husband.
The night had been warm, so he'd pulled the blanket back, exposing his naked well-toned body. Christine had been up for a while and he'd heard her taking her shower. A short while later she came into their bedroom with a steaming cup of coffee, wearing a short white terrycloth bathrobe. Joe assumed she wasn't wearing anything underneath it, and that pleased him.
She took a few seconds to admire her husband's body... she liked what she saw. She smiled warmly as she offered him his coffee.
"Good morning, my love. Did you sleep well?"
She leaned in and kissed him lightly on the lips.
"Oh, I just remembered, happy birthday!"
He smiled back at his wife, "Thanks Christine. I can't wait to see what you got me for my birthday."
She looked him in the eye, "You won't have to wait too long dear."
He gave her a mischievous look, "I like your robe, honey."
Christine's love radar clicked on. Yeah, she thought, he's in the mood.
She chuckled, "Thanks. It's very comfortable."
She started to turn around as if she was leaving, "Is there anything else I can do for you Joe?"
He thought about his answer for a few seconds, and then smiled mischievously.
"Actually, I'd like to see what's under your robe."
She looked her husband in the eye, judging his demeanor, and seemed amused. She thought, all right... time to play.
"I'd be glad to show you dear."
She untied the cord, opened her robe, and let it drop to the floor. She was wearing string bikini panties made of silk that were so transparent you could read a newspaper through them, and a matching bralette made of lace, which showed off her ample bosom. Her slit was clearly visible through her panties, and he was pleasantly surprised by the fact that her pubic hair was missing. He liked this new look. He felt his cock beginning to stir.
Christine smiled back at Joe as he greedily looked with lust at her voluptuous body for a full minute. Her eyes wandered to his groin. She was pleased to see his cock was rapidly thickening, and starting to pulse rhythmically.
"I bought these panties for you Joe, as a birthday treat. Do you like them darling?"
His eyes were glued on his wife's panties.
'Fuck yeah!"
"You can see right through them, right Joe?"
"Oh yes! Did you shave your cunt for me?"
She laughed, "No, I got a Brazilian wax, and yes it did hurt. I hope you appreciate it you pig."
"Oh God, yes! Thank you!"
Christine watched Joe's penis closely, as it continued getting longer, thicker, and harder. A clear drop of pre cum oozed from the tip. She felt her pussy getting juicy, and she began breathing a little faster.
She loved the affect she was having on him; how she turned him on, how she made him hard. She stuck her thumbs into the elastic waistband and slowly pulled her wet panties down to her ankles, revealing her bald pussy. She picked up her undies and hopped up on the bed, straddling her husband's chest with her knees.
She held her panties up with both hands so that the crotch was hanging down, a few inches over his mouth.
She looked into his eyes, "Say Ahhh."
He returned her smile and opened his mouth, "Ahhh."
She stuffed the cotton-lined gusset into her lover's mouth. He inhaled deeply, taking in her scent and savoring it.
"Do you like my pussy smell Joe?"
He had a blank look on his face like he was in a trance. She pulled her panties from his mouth so he could answer.
"God yes, you turn me on so fucking much."
"I'm so glad darling."
She smiled coyly, "Would you like a cunt shot?"
He nodded eagerly, "Oh God, yes!"
Christine turned her body around so she was facing Joe's feet, and lowered herself onto his face. Her pussy was dripping, two inches from his mouth. Joe's eyes focused on the sight in front of him. He loved looking at all the tiny details of Christine's pussy, the way her lips folded about here and there, and the various shades of tan and pink. He spread her lips open with his fingers, revealing the shiny pink flesh inside her cunt. The intoxicating smell made his cock even harder. He stuck out his tongue and licked her slowly, tasting her, savoring her. He felt like he was in another world; or Nirvana, to be more accurate.
She moaned, "Oh Joe, Joe, Joe... yes, oh fuck... yes!! Eat me! Oh God, that feels so fucking good Joe."
She arched her back and pushed her hips backwards towards his face, encouraging him to probe deeper inside of her. Joe's tongue responded and he focused on pleasuring her. At that moment his only goal was pleasing her.
After a short time she looked up at the ceiling and yelled, "Oh fuck, I'm cumming!"
Still he continued his assault, exploring her hole with his tongue.
Five minutes later she screamed again. "Yes Joe, yes yes yes! Oh...fuck...yes!"
She flooded his face with her juices.
Another fifteen minutes passed with Joe giving his best effort, but then his jaw began to ache. He felt guilty; more than anything he wanted to continue licking her, but his body would not allow it. He squeezed her ass cheeks with both hands.
"I hate to say this dear, but I have to stop now. My jaw is starting to cramp. Dammit! I'm so sorry."
Christine opened her eyes and giggled, "That's ok Joe, I understand. That was really lovely. I came three times, and each time it kept getting stronger. You are an outstanding cunt licker. I love that about you, and I love you for doing it. I'm a lucky woman."
He laughed, "Yeah, well I do have my moments of genius. I want to play with you some more; do you mind if I bring Pinky out?"
She turned her head back towards him and smiled, "Ooh, I'd like that. Sure, I'd love to cum again."
Joe rolled over on his side, opened his nightstand drawer and retrieved a pink six-inch long plastic vibrator. Then he returned to his place, with his eyes facing his wife's slit and puckered anus. He turned the vibrator on to the lowest speed and rubbed the tip of the toy up and down the surface of her lips.
"Oh fuck Joe, that's it. Oh yess."
He knew she wanted the toy up inside her, but he continued teasing her for another minute. She couldn't take it anymore, and reached down with her hands, opening her pussy for him. Slowly he pushed the toy all the way up inside, and cranked up the speed to medium.
"Oh shit Joe, just fuck me, dammit! Please Joe!"
She was more than ready. Slowly he pulled out the toy, and then shoved it back inside of her, again and again, and then after a bit, faster and faster, harder and harder, flooding her body with pleasure.
"Do you want me to fuck you like this Christine?"
He rotated the toy around inside her cunt.
"Oh God yes please, anything you want... just fuck me!"
