The Happy Birthday BJ
Wes had a birthday on Saturday. He turned 57. And he also played in a golf tournament at his country club all weekend.
Saturday morning before he left for the course I told him I intended to use and abuse his bod, because I was horny as hell and in the mood to play. When he came home that evening I discovered he’d decided not to drink any vodka while he golfed. He wanted to be in "prime condition" for me.
Alrightyyy!
So the minute he stepped out of the shower I jumped him. Of course.
"I don’t have any clothes on," he teases, ripping off the black cami I wore that day. "And neither should you."
Alrightyyyy!
Wes slides his hands beneath my panties, kneading my ass and pulling me against him so he can grind his dick into my needy pussy.
"Did you notice these?" I ask, pulling down my sweatpants to show him my tiny leopard-print panties edged in lime-green lace. "They match my new bra."
"I see that," he replies, rolling my nipples between his fingers until I see stars. Then he bit me on my neck, making my nipples hard as nails. The minute he dips his head and takes my breast into his hot mouth I scream as a breast O sizzles through me.
Alrightyyy!
After many more Os, I stroke his dick and purr, "Want me to lick it?"
"I dunno," he replies. "I might be too tired from all the golfing today."
Silly man.
"I guess we’ll just have to see about that," I tease, backing him up against the vanity. Then I drop to my knees.
Wes stiffens when I swirl my tongue around his dick and swallow him to the root.
"Suck me, suck me…," he chants. "Oh, yeah, baby!"
Ten minutes later he’s howling his release, and I’m lapping him up, licking my lips.
Yummmmy!
"That was great," he pants when he can talk again. "You brought me close a couple of times. Wow."
"You know me," I reply, grinning wickedly. "I like to play with your dick before I let you finish."
Hey, it’s always all about me, right? Of course. *lusty grin*
"Thanks," Wes says, pulling me into his arms.
"For what?" I ask, nuzzling his neck.
"For such a great birthday present." He laughs, moving us toward the door. "That was definitely a Happy Birthday BJ."
"You’re welcome," I say as I saunter out of the bathroom, wiggling my cute little ass at him.
Hey, sex is always the best present. No doubt about it. Just ask me! *naughty grin*
xoxo
Laura Stamps (c)
Author of Erotica and Paranormal Romance Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (to read excerpts from my novel series)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog…updated daily *wicked grin*)
Laura Stamps (c)
Author of Erotica and Paranormal Romance Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (to read excerpts from my novel series)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog…updated daily *wicked grin*)
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