I woke to warm sunshine washing over my naked body. It had to be almost nine o’clock, and I silently thanked my wife for letting me sleep in. I leaned close to my nightstand and opened the top drawer. My phone lay within, sequestered there around six-thirty once the Facebook greetings began coming in, not to mention the text messages and, most inexplicably, several phone calls. The nerve of some people, I thought. Who in their right mind would call me before eleven on my birthday?
I set the phone on my nightstand and shut the drawer. Slowly and only half-committed, I sat up on the edge of the bed, almost certain that I was ready to enjoy my day. We had planned an outing to the beach, and a delicious lunch at a restaurant overlooking the ocean. I held my arms out to my sides and stretched, yawning silently. It was when I finally stepped out of bed that I heard her.
“Oh, you’re up,” Jill said walking into our room. She shut the door and walked around to my side of the bed. I could hear disappointment in her voice as she spoke: “I was hoping to wake you up myself.”
She dropped her bathrobe to the floor, revealing nothing beneath but bare flesh. I could see where this was going, and so I got back in bed. Standing before me, Jill gazed at my arousal and licked her lips. Then she climbed on top of me.
I didn’t have to ask about the baby’s whereabouts. I assumed that Jill had parked her on the sofa with breakfast on a plate beside her and cartoons playing on television. And I mean live television, not On Demand or something for the DVR. Otherwise as soon as the show ended we would have been subjected to persistent knocking on the bedroom door and an adorable voice asking Mommy to put something else on.
Jill kissed me hard on the mouth, her tongue making a swift but brief entrance before retreating. I caressed her breasts, then moved my hand between her legs and settled into the warm wetness of her pussy. I found her clit and began to stroke. Only then did Jill stop me.
“It’s your birthday,” she said. “It’s all about you.”
It’s rare that I cum first. I prefer to make sure my wife’s needs are met, or better still exceeded, before focusing on my own pleasure. Sometimes, when we’re in a hurry, Jill will insist that I cum now and she’ll cum later. I usually put up a fight. But it was birthday. If she wanted the focus to be on me, I wasn’t going to argue.
She kissed her way down my neck and over my shoulders, then along my chest. As her mouth found my nipples, my cock throbbed insistently, announcing its need. It wasn’t long before her lips enveloped me, her mouth sinking all the way to my balls. I closed my eyes and felt her hands on my thighs, her lips and tongue continuing to pleasure me all the while.
I reached down and placed a hand on her head as it bobbed rhythmically. I didn’t pull her or push her; I simply guided her ministrations. As she continued to lick and suck, I let my fingers get tangled in her hair. Eventually I took her locks in either hand, holding it like reins. I pulled her down, feeling the head of my cock lodge in the back of her throat. I relaxed my grip and she rose back up, gasping for air.
Eventually the end was in sight. Hearing my orgasmic moans, Jill closed her lips around the swollen head, and with her hand she stroked me vigorously. The final stroke brought forth an eruption of such volume that it seemed as though I hadn’t climaxed in weeks. She didn’t miss a drop.
Needless to say, it was a very happy birthday.
-Jack
Prompt: Happy
mmm not only is this the best way to start a day, but it definitely is a great birthday present too!
Rebel xox
Thirty-six?
Thirty-Six???
THIRTY-SIX???
I’ve got shoes older than you!!!
HAR!!!
Happy Birthday!!!
~old shoes~
Well now I feel ancient.. 36?? Well not to ancient cause even in my old age that was hot, and sounds like something I would do.
Oh a youngster :-)) lucky Jill!!! I hope to be doing that in a few days for my man – watch this space.
What a lovely start to your birthday! Hope the rest of the day was just as good!!
~Mia~ xx
Such a great visual description of the start of your Happy Birthday. You have me looking around for a hot mouth to drop in.. 🙂
Enjoy your day..
Such a happy start to the day! hope the rest of it was just as fantastic 🙂
~Kazi xxx
Definitely a great way to start a birthday.
Awesome description of the action too.
36… thirties are the best. Grown up, but not fearing age yet.
Hope the rest of your birthday went just as good.
Happy birthday, lovely Jack! You’re just barely a year older than me.
And what a way to greet the day 🙂
xx Dee
I’m behind on my reading, Jack, but a happy belated birthday to you!
I too am behind on my reading, and wish you (via here, at least) a belated Happy Birthday, even if this post is well beyond the actual day celebrating having survived another year. :-p
Jill’s a smart woman, you’re a lucky man, and congrats to you both! 😀
Stay SINful
Mr. AP
Happy belated birthday!! 🙂