"Maybe." Then she turned around and lifted up her skirt, revealing her panty less backside to Brian.
"Is that all for me?"
"Yep. My special birthday present for you daddy."
"I think I'll have to open up my present now." Brian said as he dove in headfirst between her ass cheeks.
Licking and sucking every open crevice below Lacey's waist, Brian made Lacey wonder if it was his birthday or hers.
"Oh, fuck." She gasped. "Right there. Make me cum. Right there. Right there." She kept screaming louder over and over again. "Oh my god. Oh my god. I'm gonna cum all over you face."
Lacey reached back and grabbed a hold of Brian's head as she began to spasm. She pushed his head in hard, like she was trying to shove his whole head in to her pussy. Brian almost suffocated in there, but he kept on licking. He knew what it took to get Lacey to cum and he wanted her to cum hard all over his tongue.
After several more seconds of licking, sucking, and poking her pussy with his tongue, Lacey came fiercely all over his face. Her body shook with each orgasm, which Brian so happily took in his mouth.
"Mmm...daddy. I love how you work that tongue."
"I thought it was my birthday. Not yours."
"It is."
"Then I think you should be the one on your knees."
Lacey turned around and kissed Brian hard. Tasting her own cum. "Oh, daddy. I'll get on my knees all day long for you. But first..."
Lacey pushed Brian back into the sofa. She got down on her knees and helped him out of his pants, unleashing his cock in the process. She jerked his already hard cock in her hand and whispered some soft dirty talk.
"I love that big cock of yours. I can't wait to taste your cum. All in my mouth. All in my pussy. I want this hard fucking cock deep in my pussy."
"Fuck, baby. You're driving me crazy. Let me see if you can back up those tough words of yours."
"In a second." Lacey playfully teased him. She got up and walked over and grabbed the bakery box with a bow on it that she walked in with. She handed it to Brian and told him to open it.
Brian hastily opened it as he thought he was starting to lose his hard on. After he ripped open the wrapping and pulled back the box cover, he was confused to find no cake. Just an empty box with a hole cut out the bottom.
"I don't get it?"
But Lacey was already up on her feet and walking away from Brian towards the kitchen.
Lacey returned with a can of whip cream. She seductively shook the can with her hand, which caused her tits and her ass to shake along with it.
"There is no cake." Lacey replied as she got back down on her knees in front of Brian. She grabbed hold of the cake and placed the box over his thick, juicy cock. She pulled the cock through the box, until the bottom of the box was resting on his thighs.
"It's a birthday cock." She exclaimed.
"You are so fucking hot." Brian said back as he felt the twinge in his cock again.
"Now, for the final touch." Lacey said as she shook the whip cream bottle one last time then sprayed it all around his cock, until his whole cock was covered with whip cream.
"It's a birthday cock, with whip cream on the top."
"You forgot the cherry."
"I'm the cherry on top." Lacey smiled in her bright red lip gloss. She then started to lick the whip cream off of his cock, inch by inch. First working his cock over with her tongue, she removed the thick layer of whip cream leaving his cock a slimy creamy mess. Then, she sucked his cock clean of any trace of whip cream, leaving it with just a fresh layer of her saliva. And finally, she went to work. Sucking cock like the energetic 21 year old she was.
"Oh, fuck." Brian whispered between moans. "Who taught you how to suck cock like that?"
Lacey giggled. "You did daddy."
Brian laughed out loud as Lacey went back to jerking and sucking his birthday cock. As Lacey's head bobbed up and down, faster and faster, she was making louder and louder sucking noises and that was all Brian could take. His body began to tighten, his nails dug deep into the cushions of the sofa, as he closed his eyes and his head fell back against the head rest. Brian began to scream "I'm cumming. I'm cumming" over and over again. But Lacey just kept on sucking, never removing his cock from her mouth.
When Brian finally released his semi-painful third load of the day, he watched as Lacey sucked it all down. When she was sure that she had sucked down every drop, she finally took his cock out of her mouth and looked up at him.
"Hmm...happy birthday daddy." She said while licking her lips, getting every single drop of cum.
"Oh my god. That was incredible. I think that was the best blowjob I ever received in my life." Brian praised.
"Well, I hope I can give you the best fuck of your life ever too." Lacey replied
But Brian was not in the mood. He was drained. He couldn't cum if he wanted to. "I don't think I can go again, baby."
"I think your cock says otherwise." Lacey smiled back as she jerked his still hard cock in her hand.
Brian remembered that he had taken his little magic pill earlier and it was still working. "I'm sorry, baby. I think I'm going to pass out. I can't even stand."
"You don't have, daddy." Lacey giggled as she stood up. "You just sit right there and let me do the work."
Lacey lifted the box off his lap and threw it to the side. She then lifted up her small schoolgirl skirt and stretched her thin, caramel colored legs over each side of Brian until his cock was directly underneath her sopping wet pussy. She reached down and grabbed hold of his throbbing cock and eased it into her pussy. She let out a gasp as his thick member stretched her pink pussy open wide. Brian on the other hand, let out a yelp trying to contain the pain and sensitivity his cock was feeling inside.
Lacey pushed down until she was sitting on his lap, his cock all the way inside her. She shook her body side to side, feeling his balls jiggle against her. She then reached out and grabbed hold of his strong shoulders and used them to lift herself up and down on his cock.
Brian had his eyes closed and his head arched back, as Lacey bounced up and down, riding his cock hard and fast. She couldn't tell if Brian had passed out or not, but his cock was still hard and that's all the mattered.
She continued bouncing on his lap, talking dirty with each plunge down on his cock. Lacey's head bobbled back and forth like a doll as she tried to contain the sensations inside of her. Her favorite position was always on top, because she always came when she was on top. And this time was no different. She stood up, letting his cock fall out of her, and feverishly rubbed her finger side to side over her wet pussy until she brought herself to completion. With a loud thunderous scream, she squirted all over his cock and both of their thighs.
She fell on top of Brian and hugged him close and she panted heavily, coming back down from her sexual high. She whispered into Brian's ear as Brian smiled back only half awake. By the time, Lacey licked her own cum off his cock, Brian was already passed out.
When Brian awoke several hours later, the last thing he remembered was Lacey riding his cock like a bull fighter. He didn't remember if she left, but her note told him that she ran to a class and would call him later. He suddenly remembered that he had skipped out on the whole day at work and quickly called Mindy. But she told him that she had cleared his calendar and cancelled all his meetings. So he was in clear.
He checked the clock, it was almost four. He had to leave soon, because his wife would be expecting him. So he jumped in the shower and cleaned off the smell of sex. He soaped his cock with an extra shine, as if his wife could tell that another woman's lips and pussy were wrapped around his cock, and that this would wash it away. The rest definitely helped him recover and his cock was now limp and normal again.
He got dressed and drove home. As he pulled into the driveway, he remembered that he had one more birthday present. He quickly fished through his pocket and found the remaining half of the magical blue pill and popped it into his mouth.
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nbsp; Brian closed the door behind him and yelled out for his wife.
Antonella walked out from the upstairs bedroom and peered down from the staircase. "Welcome home, honey."
Brian looked up and saw his wife standing there, still wearing the white thigh high stocking and high heel pumps from this morning. But wrapped across her tits and her pussy was a thin pink colored satin sheet that was tied into a ribbon. She was his present.
"Happy birthday" Antonella said as she stood on the top of the steps.
Brian smiled as he looked up at his beautiful wife. He slowly made his way up the steps, removing his suit jacket, and unbuttoning his shirt on his way there. When he arrived at the top step, he stopped in front of his sexy wife and took the ribbon in his hand. He pulled slowly until the knot was untied and the sheet fell onto the floor revealing her incredible naked body. He leaned in to give her a kiss, but she stopped him.
Antonella reached down and grabbed the satin sheet off the floor. She playfully wrapped it around Brian's eyes, blindfolding him. She tied it in a little tight bow and let the rest fall onto the floor. Brian smiled as he let his wife blindfold him.
"Follow me." She said as she grabbed hold of his hand and led him to the bedroom.
When they arrived at the bedroom, Antonella removed the blindfold from Brian's eyes. Brian blinked, trying to regain his focus. He thought he was dreaming. He rubbed his eyes and made sure all the sex he had today wasn't making him delirious. But no. Sitting there in front of him on his bed were one of Antonella's best friends, Yujin. A drop dead gorgeous Japanese beauty that he always dreamed of fucking. And she was naked except for matching white thigh high stockings and pink high heels.
As Brian kissed his wife again and made his way to the bed. He thought to himself..."Turning 50 isn't so bad."
One Fine day indeed...
The End.
Temptation
'You're going to be fun. You're going to be fun. You're going to be fun.' Her words repeated themselves over and over again in my head as Kara and I rode the shuttle bus back to the freshman quad. 'Temptation, thy name is Ashley Donovan.' What the fuck was that supposed to mean? Was that why there seemed to be so much tension between Richey and Ashley? But what was Ashley talking about? I couldn't quite shake the feeling of dread that permeated my thinking.
"Baby, what's the matter?" Kara asked. Despite her drunken condition, she could tell something was wrong when I dodged her attempts to kiss me. "Do I have," she paused, looking like she was going to be sick for a moment before she let out a very unladylike burp and appeared to feel better, "do I have bad breath or something?"
I snapped back to reality, flashing a tired smile. "Of course not," I lied. Her breath was laden with beer, but I'm sure mine couldn't have been much more fragrant. "I'm just tired is all."
A look of extreme disappointment came over her pixie face. "So, we aren't going to fool around when we get back to your room?" She was suddenly quite sober.
"I don't know, sweetheart, probably not. I'm not really in the mood right now." This was certainly true; sex was the last thing on my mind at this point. I just wanted to sleep, maybe not alone, but sleep nonetheless. She pouted, taking my arm and pulling herself closer on the bench seat.
"Are you sure you're all right, Danny?" her voice was heavy with concern. I didn't answer as the shuttle came to a stop at the freshman quad. We exited and made our way to my dorm, attempting to walk in as much of a straight line as we could manage. We needn't have worried however; being a Friday night, we were hardly the only inebriated students walking, or stumbling, about campus. I signed her in as nonchalantly as I could, though it had to have been painfully obvious to the RA's that we were drunk. Thankfully, you couldn't be busted for that. We made it up to my room to find my roommate, Eric, on his computer trolling YouTube.
"Hey Eric," Kara grumbled. I couldn't decide if her exhaustion or frustration was the reason for such a weak greeting. She kicked off her shoes and slipped into my bathroom flip-flops, grabbed her spare toothbrush and my toothpaste and left again. Eric and I exchanged dubious looks. I shrugged and changed, waiting for Kara to come back with my flip-flops and paste. Trust me when I say, you did not want to go to the bathroom in your bare feet. She returned a couple minutes later and I took her place. When I came back to the room, the lights were off and Kara was in my bed.
I climbed in with her and immediately felt her arms wrap around my neck. "Don't make me ask again. What's wrong, Daniel," she said softly in my ear.
"It's nothing," I replied, with more aggravation than she deserved.
She breathed out through her nose in annoyance and pulled me tighter, "I'm going to get it out of you eventually. You're lucky it's late and I'm drunk and I'm sexually frustrated and I don't want to deal with it right now."
I snorted and kissed her, curling against her body, "Sorry."
"Don't worry," she sighed contentedly, pressing back against me. "You can make it up to me tomorrow."
"Oh yeah?" I prompted, lightly kissing her cheek.
"Yeah, you can make it up to me good and hard," she murmured sleepily. Suddenly, sleep was the farthest thing from my mind. The words of Ashley and Richey faded from my mind, replaced by the idea of making it up to Kara.
I slipped a hand between us, running it up and down her stomach, closer and closer to her little sleep shorts. "Good and hard you say?"
She sighed happily, yawning, "Yeah, but tomorrow." Either she knew exactly what she was doing, driving me crazy, or she was much more drunk and exhausted than I had thought. Kara never ever turned down sex of one form or another, ever; so this was unusual. I sighed, pushing my urges away and letting unconsciousness take over.
Over the course of the next week, I was continually horrified to see how close Kara and Ashley had become. I couldn't just say 'baby stop hanging out with her, she gives me the creeps' now could I? No. I had to sit idly by and watch as they became fast friends.
"Danny," Kara had called one day, "Ashley and I are going to the mall, you want to come with?"
"Uhh, no thanks, sweetheart."
"Oh come on! I'll buy you ice cream." I did love my ice cream.
"What am I, a little kid? Next time, I promise." She had sighed and hung up. As it turned out, next time was to be the very next day.
"But baby!" she whined at my objections. "You said you would come with next time we went." We were in her room, sitting on her bed.
I hesitated, "I just don't want to."
"That's not a good reason. What are you going to do with yourself instead?"
"Fine!"
"Yay," she preened, triumphant. She kissed me to make it seem like it would all be worth it. It was not.
"Oo, Mr. Valentine, you're coming with us this time?" Ashley's husky voice chimed in from the doorway. The door was propped open to help cool the room down. I narrowed my eyes suspiciously as she sashayed towards us. God almighty she was attractive! She grinned disarmingly and tossed herself on the bed next to us, stretching like a provocative cat.
"You don't always have to use my last name, Ashley," I told her.
"Yeah, but I love your last name. I just can't help myself." She was looking at me in a way I really, really didn't like; and the fact that she had stretched so I could see down her shirt didn't help one bit. Kara, on my other side, saw none of this.
"Ashley," Kara chirped, drawing Ashley's attention away from me, "I was thinking we could show Danny what we found the other day."
A huge grin came over her face as her attention slowly made its way back to me, "I was hoping you would say that." Her grin was downright predatory as she spoke. How could Kara not see this?! I wanted to scream! She flipped her shit when I smiled and acted polite to her roommate, but when her new best friend was eye fucking the shit out of me, she didn't bat an eye. God this was frustrating!
"Ok then, let's go," I said. Jumping off the bed and heading for the door, I forced them to run after me.
"Did you tell him what we
found?" Ashley asked Kara. I guess she was surprised I wanted to get going so quickly.
Kara seemed equally confused, "No, but I did promise him ice cream. Maybe he wants that."
I looked back out of the corner of my eye and Ashley was nodding sagely, "Yeah that makes sense."
Girls.
We piled into Kara's car and drove down the street to the mall. Being a college town, everything a student could ever want was less than 5 miles away, and I mean everything. Anyways, we parked and proceeded to wander around the mall for a bit, until Kara got me my ice cream. With a smile now fixed on my face, they determined it was time to make their move. I was led, happily eating my frosty treat, farther into the mall to a seasonal beachwear boutique. To be honest, I didn't realize what was going on until they stopped in the middle of the women's section. In a particularly cruel twist of fate, I finished my ice cream at that point.
Now, you might be wondering: why in the world would a hot blooded male, such as myself, complain about watching two beautiful ladies try on swimwear? Well, I knew what Kara looked like in a bikini; I knew what she looked like naked. I did not want or need to see Ashley in one. Don't take it the wrong way, I loved every bit of Kara, but Ashley's body, oh my god! Her curves alone were devastating. I would be totally screwed if Kara caught me drooling over her.
I must have been standing there gaping like an idiot, because when Ashley put a hand on my shoulder it nearly made me scream like a little girl.
"Whoa, jumpy much?" she giggled way too girlishly.
"Danny! What do you think?" Kara chirped happily, standing behind a rack of bikinis and holding one up for my approval. It was a bright floral pattern thing that looked just right for her. I nodded distractedly, eyeing Ashley's hand with unrestrained contempt. Kara went back to examining the top while Ashley gave my shoulder a squeeze and smirked.
"I'll make sure to pick out a nice one for you, Valentine," she said quietly. She liked my last name way too much. She took her hand away and circled the rack we stood in front of, scrutinizing the various bikinis.
"Fuck my life," I muttered under my breath, wandering around until I found a place to sit. Ironically, that seat was right outside the dressing rooms. I sat for a moment or two, staring sullenly into my empty ice cream cup and waiting for one of them to pick something to try on. I didn't have to wait long thankfully, really a miracle in and of itself. Kara raced around the corner and skidded to a halt in front of me, barely able to contain her excitement.
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