My husband told me years ago he would love it if I masturbated just for him. We have had to have years of healing from his porn addiction and my childhood abuse. I hoped that one day I would get to bless him with making his fantasy come true. The last year has been amazing in us truely becoming a team, trusting one another and really enjoying every one of our intimate times. I just wasn’t ready to give him his wish in person, it’s still a trigger to my past.
Then I had an idea for his birthday. A little bit of inspiration from MH. So thank you to everyone who shares here!!!
An all about him birthday present.
It took two weeks to get all the pictures and videos ready, but I knew it would be worth it.
9am- email 1:
I told him how much I loved him and that he was going to have a fantasy come true. And even better than in person, he would be able to keep his present to enjoy when ever he wanted. (Oh, and to open the following emails in private!)
1pm -email 2
A picture of my breasts in his favourite bra of mine.
“Time to take a hot steamy shower. And some steamy emails for the birthday boy.”
A picture of slightly revealed cleavage and me holding up my bra.
Underneath it said. “So it all comes off. That’s right.”
At the moment I sent it, I really was about to pop in the shower. Partly for the story I was creating for him and partly because I needed to freshen up.
A video of me wrapped in a towel only to have the towel drop to the floor, revealing my bare body. I gave a coy grin to the camera and began to cup my breasts. His favourite. I teased my nipples until they were erect and hard. I fondled my breasts just for him.
He came up to me later in the kitchen, as I was getting our children’s snack ready, pressed his hardness against my ass and whispered in my ear, “you’re teasing me so hard, naughty girl.” As his hands roamed around my breasts while kissing my neck, my pussy tingled and started dripping with my sweet honey. I tried to be nonchalant but gave in to my satisfaction with a grin. “Just wait, there’s more. But you’ll have to be a good boy and wait for tonight. You might get some bonuses for being good.” I said cooly.
Still not knowing what’s coming later he whispered, “oh, I want to earn bonuses. …but what if I’m bad?”
“You’ll have to wait and see.” I said mischievously
4pm – bonus email
“For good behaviour” it read.
Attached was a spontaneous video I took earlier in the day, of me first stepping in the shower and letting him see the water flow down my head to my breasts.
6pm – email 4
“All wet… and not just from the shower.”
Attached was the video of his dreams. Where the camera focused on my hand playing with my pussy. My fingers swirled around my clit, spread open my lady’s lips, and let my middle finger slide in and out of my opening. I played with myself for a minute and showed my hand coming to my mouth and my tongue licking my sweet honey juices. I gave a coy look to the camera before ending the video.
I got a text with a few “wow” expression emojis.
Life went on, and we continued our evening routine. We split up to better get our kids tucked in. He went downstairs while I stayed upstairs with the littlest. When the kids were tucked in, I sent him his final email.
8pm – email 5
Now it’s your turn…
For a shower that is.
That’s right. Go shower right now! Try to leave stroking your big cock to me…but if you can’t help your self, then you should at least show me.
Here’s another one of those bonuses:
(A picture of my bare breasts.)
When you are all dried off, meet me naked in our bedroom for your birthday present finalè.
I heard him rush to the shower. I quickly set up our room by getting the office chair, setting up my phone to play “hot hands” by Darius, and get into my bra and panty set he likes best. My heart was beating fast, I was so nervous, so I stopped to pray. To pray I would be brave to let myself go, to pray I would bless my husband, and to pray I wouldn’t let my insecurities creep into our enjoyment. Just as he was about to enter our room I was able to quickly hide one of my scarves by the chair and slip another one on.
He entered our room with his manhood fully erect. He gasped at the sight of me by the chair. I told him to sit down as he tried to get a kiss.
I walked behind him to press play to the song, put lotion in my hands and then I started to rub his shoulders while I leaned in to nibble his ear lobe to ask, “are you ready for your birthday present grand finalé?”
“Oh, yeah!!!” He said as my hands slipped down to rub his chest.
I came in front of him, down on my knees to lotion his legs – avoiding his swollen member. His eyes widened as I took off my bra and played with my infinity scarf around my neck, giving him differing views of my bounty. He reached out for them. I let him pinch my nipples and fondle me. In his distraction I pulled out the hidden scarf and tied it around his one wrist, securing it to the arm of the office chair.
“Oh, mischievous you.” He said while he made good use, a little more urgently, of his other hand on my body. I playfully took off the scarf I was wearing, fully exposing my bare breasts for him, and tied his other wrist to the office chair.
He wispered out my name a few times as I continued to massage his legs, carefully avoiding any touch of his now throbbing hardness.
Then I finally let my hand brush against his cock as the song ended. His whole body quivered.
I let my mouth get near his manhood and he let out a moan. I gently let my tongue graze the tip of his cock. My hands clenching his thighs, I plunged his cock in my mouth. I sucked and swirled my tongue around his tip, my hands not moving. I looked up at him as a sucked him to see his enjoyment written all over his face. His member stiffened more. Just before he could have a sweet release, I stopped my movements.
“Not yet. Are you going to be good and do what I say if I let you loose from the chair?”
“Uh-huh.” was all he could muster.
I told him to lie down on our bed. He obliged. I made sure he was watching when I slipped my panties slowly down my legs. I let him have a good look before I climbed on top of him. Only letting him feel my wet pussy against his cock, I kissed him and nibbled his ear lobe. As I did, he tried moving his hips to position his cock inside of me. But I wouldn’t let him. Oh, I wanted his hardness inside me so badly, but this was all about him right now.
I went to the end of our bed with a trail of kisses down his body, and wrapped my mouth around his cock while my hands fondled his balls. I sucked and fondled his balls intentionally not pumping his shaft.
His body quivered, he pumped his hips, he let out moans of pleasure and frustration. I loved teasing him this badly. I let my hand wander to his shaft. I didn’t have to pump long before he was ready to explode in my mouth.
I stopped uruptly, his cock smacking against his abdomen.
“Not yet.” I said simply
“Not yet.” He muttered breathlessly with pleasant frustration.
I saddled his leg and rubbed my wetness against him. Pleasuring myself against him. He moaned as I fondled my breasts. I reached for his hands, pulled back, brought him to a sitting position, and placed his hands on my breasts. I let him play as I grinded against his strong thigh. His left hand slipped down to feel my pussy, fingering me feverishly. It felt so good. I stopped him before I could cum.
“This is for you right now. You can give me a good pounding to thank me later, babe.”
Slipping down to the end of the bed again, I took him in my mouth. Sucking, swirling, and this time pumping his shaft. He was trying to be quiet, letting mutters of enjoyment escape his lips. When he was ready, I let him shoot his warm load in my mouth, sucking out every last drop. He couldn’t hold back a cry of pleasure. (Thankfully he didn’t wake anyone!)
I knew I just gave him the best orgasm in his life. He couldn’t move. I worked my way up to snuggle into his strong arms with a trail of kisses. Enjoying how I fit in the crook of his arm I let my fingers wander to his sack to fondle his balls.
“Happy birthday, babe,” I whispered
“Yeah…happy birthday indeed…” He let out breathlessly.
Ps: we were both so horny that he thanked me two separate times that night.
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