The Birthday Candle
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“Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you,” he watched her as she sang her way into the room. It was his 35th birthday, and she had him sitting naked in the living room loveseat waiting for her. She sashayed her way from the kitchen to living room wearing nothing but her birthday suit and a pair of six inch red pumps. She was ten years his senior, but her 45 year old body was beyond sexy. It always made his dick jump to immediate attention. The site of her smooth, mocha complexioned, curvaceous body with ample breasts, small waist, thick thighs, and juicy ass, walking toward him singing Happy Birthday had his manhood swelling with extra attention at that moment. He initially thought she was carrying a cupcake with a candle, but the closer she got to him, he realized it was a can of strawberry cake frosting with a candle in it.
“What you got there mama?” he asked grinning as she got right up on him.
“Time for Big Daddi to blow out his birthday candle and make a wish,” she said sliding out a finger full of the strawberry frosting and taking a long sensuous lick of the sweet cream from her finger with her tongue.
He loved the way she teased him. “I thought Big Daddi was supposed to get cake, that’s just frosting. What kind of wish am I supposed to make with that?” he asked.
She leaned in closer to him purposefully rubbing her 38D breasts again him as she whispered in his ear. “Whatever kind of wish you wanna make baby,” she playfully nibbled ear. “Whatever you wish for is going to come true tonight.”
Just the softness of her lips grazing his ear and her sweet voice were forcing his nature to rise even more. He quickly pulled her soft naked body onto his lap, trying to contain himself from the rush of excitement from her juicy ass on his swollen, throbbing cock. “Okay mama, I’m making my wish,” he said blowing out the candle. “Now what?”
“Now I blow out your candle,” she replied climbing out of his lap and kneeling on the floor in front of him. She removed the candle from the frosting, grabbed his thick, anxious cock and began plunging it back and forth into the heated warm frosting.
“Oh shit baby!” he shouted in surprise. “I didn’t know it was hot. Dayum, that shit feels good,” he said laying his head back and enjoying the feeling of his dick being smothered with warm softness.
“I have to get this dick frosted just right,” she said dipping her fingers into the creamy confection and rubbing a glob of frosting up the shaft. She placed the frosting on the floor next to the loveseat and then began slowly licking his hard, frosted penis with her skilled tongue. She licked him nice and slow- up the shaft, down the shaft, alternating between sucking the head and teasing it with the tip of her tongue. She knew she was driving him crazy. Her goal was always to work him into damn near losing his mind before she pulled him back from the edge and allowed him his sweet surrender.
“Baby, oh my God baby,” he cried out as he felt her move her concentration to his balls, massaging one ball with her fingers while diligently sucking the other with her succulent lips. She felt so damn good. He wanted more yet he wanted to give in at the same time.
Instinctively knowing what he needed, she moved her mouth back to his shaft. She expertly sucked him- her tight, wet fist, and warm, slobbering mouth both going up and down his cock, squeezing his thick manhood, as she brought him closer and closer to pleasure.
He looked her in the eyes as he felt himself succumbing to satisfaction, her big, doe-like eyes looking back up at him, intent on making him cum. Her cute, round face was covered in a mixture of strawberry frosting and slobber. He loved watching the intense passion in her eyes as she sucked him off. “Oh God, Oh God, I’m cumming baby,” he warned her through his heavy, labored breaths. He was giving her the option of taking it in her mouth or pulling it out to squirt elsewhere. She seemed to be fine with taking it in the mouth. So he relaxed, gave in, and allowed the orgasm to take over his body. “Got DAYUM,” he screamed as he released a powerful nut.
Once he finally caught his breath, he noticed her once again holding the can of frosting. “What are you gonna do with that now?” he asked.
Without replying a single word, he watched as she scooped out the entire remaining can of frosting, spread her sweet pussy lips wide open, inserted two fingers full of frosting inside her, and smeared the rest all over her teasing cunt.
He grinned and licked his lips. He was about to get one hell of a sugar rush!!!!
© March 2013 by SLynneLewis as SoulofaPoet. All rights reserved.
MCN: CR89Y-7LPMG-W04U7
© copyright 2013-03-12 21:24:34 - All Rights Reserved
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
The Birthday Candle
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“Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you,” he watched her as she sang her way into the room. It was his 35th birthday, and she had him sitting naked in the living room loveseat waiting for her. She sashayed her way from the kitchen to living room wearing nothing but her birthday suit and a pair of six inch red pumps. She was ten years his senior, but her 45 year old body was beyond sexy. It always made his dick jump to immediate attention. The site of her smooth, mocha complexioned, curvaceous body with ample breasts, small waist, thick thighs, and juicy ass, walking toward him singing Happy Birthday had his manhood swelling with extra attention at that moment. He initially thought she was carrying a cupcake with a candle, but the closer she got to him, he realized it was a can of strawberry cake frosting with a candle in it.
“What you got there mama?” he asked grinning as she got right up on him.
“Time for Big Daddi to blow out his birthday candle and make a wish,” she said sliding out a finger full of the strawberry frosting and taking a long sensuous lick of the sweet cream from her finger with her tongue.
He loved the way she teased him. “I thought Big Daddi was supposed to get cake, that’s just frosting. What kind of wish am I supposed to make with that?” he asked.
She leaned in closer to him purposefully rubbing her 38D breasts again him as she whispered in his ear. “Whatever kind of wish you wanna make baby,” she playfully nibbled ear. “Whatever you wish for is going to come true tonight.”
Just the softness of her lips grazing his ear and her sweet voice were forcing his nature to rise even more. He quickly pulled her soft naked body onto his lap, trying to contain himself from the rush of excitement from her juicy ass on his swollen, throbbing cock. “Okay mama, I’m making my wish,” he said blowing out the candle. “Now what?”
“Now I blow out your candle,” she replied climbing out of his lap and kneeling on the floor in front of him. She removed the candle from the frosting, grabbed his thick, anxious cock and began plunging it back and forth into the heated warm frosting.
“Oh shit baby!” he shouted in surprise. “I didn’t know it was hot. Dayum, that shit feels good,” he said laying his head back and enjoying the feeling of his dick being smothered with warm softness.
“I have to get this dick frosted just right,” she said dipping her fingers into the creamy confection and rubbing a glob of frosting up the shaft. She placed the frosting on the floor next to the loveseat and then began slowly licking his hard, frosted penis with her skilled tongue. She licked him nice and slow- up the shaft, down the shaft, alternating between sucking the head and teasing it with the tip of her tongue. She knew she was driving him crazy. Her goal was always to work him into damn near losing his mind before she pulled him back from the edge and allowed him his sweet surrender.
“Baby, oh my God baby,” he cried out as he felt her move her concentration to his balls, massaging one ball with her fingers while diligently sucking the other with her succulent lips. She felt so damn good. He wanted more yet he wanted to give in at the same time.
Instinctively knowing what he needed, she moved her mouth back to his shaft. She expertly sucked him- her tight, wet fist, and warm, slobbering mouth both going up and down his cock, squeezing his thick manhood, as she brought him closer and closer to pleasure.
He looked her in the eyes as he felt himself succumbing to satisfaction, her big, doe-like eyes looking back up at him, intent on making him cum. Her cute, round face was covered in a mixture of strawberry frosting and slobber. He loved watching the intense passion in her eyes as she sucked him off. “Oh God, Oh God, I’m cumming baby,” he warned her through his heavy, labored breaths. He was giving her the option of taking it in her mouth or pulling it out to squirt elsewhere. She seemed to be fine with taking it in the mouth. So he relaxed, gave in, and allowed the orgasm to take over his body. “Got DAYUM,” he screamed as he released a powerful nut.
Once he finally caught his breath, he noticed her once again holding the can of frosting. “What are you gonna do with that now?” he asked.
Without replying a single word, he watched as she scooped out the entire remaining can of frosting, spread her sweet pussy lips wide open, inserted two fingers full of frosting inside her, and smeared the rest all over her teasing cunt.
He grinned and licked his lips. He was about to get one hell of a sugar rush!!!!
© March 2013 by SLynneLewis as SoulofaPoet. All rights reserved.
MCN: CR89Y-7LPMG-W04U7
© copyright 2013-03-12 21:24:34 - All Rights Reserved
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