It’s my birthday today and I got up early before work to make the birthday cake because although it’s my most special day of the year, there is no way my lovely David will even consider waking up with me at 6 AM.
Being in a rush, I tip-toe to the kitchen nude, hoping that against all odds, I might actually get a birthday quickie before going to the kindergarten.
After a while, all there’s left to do is finish the frosting and place the candles, but…
Suddenly he’s down between my thighs, teasing me with a thick candle.
The smooth, waxy surface gliding in and out of me while his free hand spears through the cake frosting and taking a whole handful of it, he smears it all over my inner thighs. Then he licks me slowly clean while he twists, rolls and nudges and stirs that candle inside of me.
My sexy ass perched on the edge of the kitchen counter, he smiles at me and says,
“Spread those pretty legs for me baby, show me.”, as he licks me clean, his lips and nose smeared with frosting then smiling up at me as he pulls the candle from my pussy, sliding its length between my lips and then, suddenly, raising it up and spanks my clit, and again, and a third time.
Stiffening up with each hit to my clit, squealing, “best…. present….. ever!”
Laughing softly, he sinks his teeth into my tender inner right thigh, spanking me three more times then stroking the length of the candle against my lips and clit. Rotating it in his hands, he goes faster, then rearing back and smacking my splayed pussy lips.
Again, and again, and again.
Then five quick , sharp blows to my clit, as I’m shuddering on the counter, before slipping the candle up between my naked breasts and I squeeze it between them with my hands, smearing myself in my juices.
Burying his face in my snatch again, leaving his hot tongue over my pussy still stinging from the candle blows, then rearing back again, panting for breath, his face smeared in my pussyjuice, another five rapid spanks to my clit, bringing the total to 20 (although I’m in no condition to count them).
Standing quickly and shucking his pants, his cock fills me just the way I need it, stuffing me so, so full.
“Mmmm, always so tight for me” he groans as he sees me whimpering, gasping, and feels me stretching so much for him.
He hugs my legs to his chest and fucks me right there on the countertop, smearing his fingers along the top of my cake and raising his frosting-covered finger to my lips while he fucks me again and again, watching me attempt to lick his finger clean
Faster now, taking me hard, swiveling his hips to feed every inch of his hard, thick cock to my needy pussy. From tip to root, buried and withdraw in me with every thrust.
He bends his knees and I feel him prodding into my depths, angling up to mash his fat tip against my spongy g-spot, hammering it without mercy as he smiles down at me, his beautiful blonde lover.
A quick, passionate birthday fucking.
And I smile back, stuttering through the moans, “I think you should decorate me too.”
“You know where it’s going too baby” he whispers back to me, “but I want you to cum for me first.”
And smartly I reply, with a cheeky grin “Make me”.
Then laughing softly, he brandishes the candle over my clit, rubbing quickly, his balls smacking the silverware drawer and swaying heavily with my birthday treat as he rocks into me, stuffing me so full of cock and pushing me back on the counter each time his hips hammers mine.
Then he pushes my paired legs over to my left side, half-rolling me on the counter, fucking my little pussy sideways now, his curved cock slicing into me from a new angle.
I see him reach back with candle and suddenly I feel it nudging against the tight little pucker of my ass, tickling me with the candle’s wick, nudging me while he plows into my pussy, our faces contorted with pleasure.
Feeling me getting close, you lift my right leg to your chest, spreading me, suddenly so wide for you, your cock slips into me and churns my young pussy with new ease.
Faster, I can feel your heart pounding against my calf as you turn your head and sink your teeth into my ankle, humming with need.
And as you feel my pussy clenching on you as I cum, you switch sides with the candle and spanks my clit once more (for the 21st time), HARD, making me squirm even more violently.
Finishing my sweet punishment, he casts the candle aside and rolls me onto my back in the middle of my orgasm, feeling myself squirt and slosh my sweet juices all over his cock.
Letting his orgasm approach, still hammering into my clenching, spasming pussy, thrusting harder, jerking himself off with my quivering pussy and then groannnnning my name
“Nikkiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeee” as he slips out and reaches for my little hand to wrap it around his length, stroking with my hand and leaning over me, purring how much he loves and adores me.
I see his eyes flutter closed as he hoses down my taut tummy with his thick cum, spraying me again and again, decorating his own little birthday cake then kissing me deeply, our lips sealed together, nuzzling my nose then he leans down and sighs, admiring his handiwork that is me.
