I awake, long before my alarm clock tells me it's time to rise, to relieve my bladder. Eyes shut, I make it to the toilet and pray I can fall back asleep. I finish, return to the bed, thankful for the darkness, and manage to fall back asleep. So far, my day is going well.
Soon, though, the alarm clock confirms that 6:30am has arrived. As I always do, I hit the snooze button and return to lying on my back. My wife rises, makes her way to the bathroom to relieve herself. I hear her briefly fumbling around her sink and she returns to bed, snuggling close to me. Almost immediately, her hand reaches into my boxers and fishes out my soft penis. Her warm mouth envelops my penis and I am surprised – given the early hour – that her mouth is so wet. As she sucks me, my penis extends to its full seven inches – thick and circumcised. And now her mouth descends the full length of my cock, taking in the full length and then ascending all the way up to the now swollen cock head. Her mouth continues to massage my dick for a few minutes this way until it is hard, slick and primed.
"I love the way you suck my cock. You're so good at it." I tell her.
Now, she grips the wet shaft of my cock and begins to stroke it up and down as her mouth – increasing its suction – works just the head of my cock. Her skills are remarkable and the pleasure is euphoric. A few more minutes pass, with her hand and mouth combining to pump my cock. Soon, I erupt in pleasure.
"Oh I'm cumming! I'm cumming in your mouth! Are you going to swallow my cum?" I state.
My wife moans an affirmative and my cum begins to fill her mouth. Her mouth holds steady with the entire head inside her mouth, while her hand pumps my shaft vigorously, milking me of every drop of cum. It feels as though I've shot a voluminous load of cum into my wife's warm, wet mouth. My wife loves pleasing me and she moans loudly so I know she's enjoying it, too. The very last drop of warm, gooey semen slowly eases out of my cock slit and into my beautiful wife's mouth. I hold her head steady – my penis now too sensitive. My wife relaxes her grip, both hand and mouth, and swallows my cum. She returns her mouth to my penis and tenderly sucks up the last few drops.
"Happy Birthday!" she says to me, and pecks me on the lips.
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Several hours have passed and I am in my office, tending to my work. Although my birthday today is a significant one – at least to some people – nobody at work knows and that is just fine with me. I'm not into birthdays. At 11 o'clock, I call my wife and tell her I want to pick her up and take her to lunch.
"What time will you be here?" she asks.
"In 30 minutes." I respond.
I arrive home and enter the house from the garage. Amazingly, my wife is ready though she is talking on her phone via a Bluetooth connection. Not surprisingly, she looks hot. Tight, white tank top made of silk, tucked into a black miniskirt. Her heels add a few inches to her naturally short height, extending the look of her legs.
"Hey!" she says, greeting me. "I'm on the phone – just a few more minutes. Come here."
I approach my wife who is standing near the sofa. She turns her back to me, hikes her miniskirt over her hips and bends over the couch, nearly at a right angle. Little cotton panties – black, trimmed in hot pink with hot pink polka dots – barely cover her plump, voluptuous ass. She is still talking on the phone. From her side of the conversation, I gather she is talking to her friend, Jennifer, about nothing terribly important.
Instantly, my cock springs to life, hardening completely. I approach her, pull my pants and boxers down to my ankles, spit into my hand and lube my cock. My left hand pulls her sexy little panties aside while my right hand positions my erect penis at the opening of her labia. I push forward and my cock head enters her. I push my hips forward even more, slowly, and insert the full length of my hardened cock into her. She moans, somewhat loudly, but keeps the telephone conversation going. Her pussy is very wet, surprisingly so. She must have been thinking of this for awhile. Silence – we exchange no words. I pump her slowly, allowing her tight, wet pussy to conform to the presence of my penis. A few more slow pumps and I know – from experience – that she is ready. My left hand is still holding her little cotton panties aside and my right hand reaches around and underneath, fondling her nice tit through the silky tank top. She is not wearing a bra – a first for her – and the smooth silk covering her soft tit and erect nipple feels so good in my hand. My wife is holding nothing back today – she is wet, horny and bra-less for me. I begin to pump her furiously, my cock sliding in and out of her pussy.
"And then what did she say?" my wife asks Jennifer.
My wife is serving me another birthday present - her - for my sole, unmitigated pleasure. My mind bathes in the pleasure – my wife turning me as much mentally as much as physically. I want to pound her now. My left hand lets her panties go and I grab her tiny waist with both hands and slam my cock into her pussy.
"It's Mark's birthday today so he's taking me to lunch." my wife says to Jennifer.
Slam! Slam! Slam! I can't wait to fill my wife's tight little pussy with my cum. I can tell she's giving maximum effort not to make any noise that would indicate to her friend on the other end of the telephone that she is getting fucked hard and loving it.
"I know, I know." My wife responds to her friend. "I gave him a blow job this morning to start his day off right."
That does it. Hearing my wife tell her friend how that she gave me a blow job sends me over the edge. I pound harder as cum begins to erupt forth from my cock. For a moment, I debate whether to be silent or loud as I usually am. I can't decide and stutter in the process
"Unh! Unh! Oh god! So tight!" I blurt out, rather loudly.
I'm thrusting into her pussy as my hands hold her waist still to give me maximum force as I pump my wife as hard as possible. Soon, I can thrust no more and shove my cock as far up into her vagina as possible. I lean my torso against her back to hold her steady and, with both hands, forcefully grab and knead her soft tits decorated with stiff, pointy nipples. I hold her there to make sure she takes every drop of cum from me.
"Oh, that was just Mark, sneezing." My wife said.
Apparently, Jennifer heard me.
I relax my body and enjoy the sensation of my wife's warm pussy, now feeling wet and loose from all the cum I spewed into her, and her soft full tits that I play with. My wife completes her conversation with Jennifer as my cock softens. I withdraw and pull up my pants. My wife fixes her panties so that they are in place, pulls her skirt down and smoothes it.
"Are you ready for lunch?" she asks me.
"I'm famished now. Are you ready?" I ask her.
"Yeah, do I need my purse?" she inquires.
"Not really. It's not like you're gonna pay." I reply.
"That's true. Let's go!" she says.
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Max's is a very popular, trendy uptown lunch spot. Pricey but good, it draws the old-money crowd at night, and well-dressed businessmen at lunch. Tables are close together and soft voices get drowned out.
