A birthday present for sir

[sensualgeek]

As much fun as I was having fun exploring other people and getting to know my own body, there was one thing I wanted to try more than anything else, his cock. Having become much more confident in my own skin and aware of what turns me on, I decided that it was about time I tried to get on his rota of fuck buddies. 

I was so turned on by the idea of having him when we were both around, but equally knowing we were both getting pleasure elsewhere when we weren't. His birthday was coming up, and after months of sexting and virtual fun, it seemed like the perfect time to offer me to him. 

The weekend before his birthday, I tidied up my house, sorted out my toys, and made sure I was ready for play. I shaved my body, ***ted my nails, and made sure I had several sets of lingerie prepared for action. I was so horny at the idea of giving him this present that I could barely think of anything else all weekend. 

I didn't know what - or who - he had planned for his actual birthday, so I'd decided to give him my gift Monday night after all his meetings. Hmmm, that raised a good point, how was I going to give him the present? I was naturally quite shy, and even with my newfound confidence asking him directly to come back to mine for a night of fun seemed a step I may struggle with. 

So what were the other options? After a bit of thought, it seemed obvious. What if I made him a series of sexy photos, which made the offer for me? That way, I could send them throughout the day, hoping he'd see them during breaks from his meetings. I figured either he'd reply and be interested, or it would be easier to deal with his rejection from afar. 

So I set about making the photos; I tied myself up, highlighting my breasts, and got a piece of ribbon as a collar/bow for the gift. I made a couple of signs, making it clear I was offering myself as his birthday gift. The first photo just had me tied up, cuffed to my bed, with a note over my stomach that said happy early birthday. 

The following photo was a photo of me in a mask, sucking a dildo, on my knees, hands tied behind my back. A sign next to me said - your present. I wondered if maybe he'd think I meant the photos, so I thought I may need to be more explicit. Photo three I put on my favourite ***k-a-boo lingerie set and held up a sign that read.

"Yours for tonight, ANY way, ANY thing you want. Happy Birthday xx."

The last photo was a close-up shot of my pussy, filled with a dildo and a sign that said, "this should be you".

Ok, photos were ready, I was ready, the house was ready, roll on Monday morning. 

The following day I was ready. He texted quite early; clearly, he'd arrived for his meetings and was bored. I hadn't got up yet, but couldn't help but grab my wand and place it over my clit as I messaged him. I was so nervous and so hot about what was about to happen. I got up and showered, waited for a little and sent the first photo. 

I sat nervously with a cup of tea. An hour later, I sent the next, still nothing. An hour after that, I opened the app to send the third, and I could see the messages had been read, but no reply. The butterflies in my stomach went crazy; my rational brain was trying to reassure me he was in meetings. It meant nothing, but the other part of my brain was adamant he was horrified and trying to find an excellent way to say fuck off. 

I don't know why, and in hindsight, probably not my sanest move, but after my slight panic, I sent the third message anyway. I then went on with some work and decided to try and put it out of my mind until the evening when he was free to get in touch. It felt like days waiting!

Just after 3.30pm, I got a notification he'd sent a message. I panicked but opened the message anyway, and I burst out laughing at the content.

"Ha! Fucking Hell, I thought you'd never ask."

I think that was when I realised it wasn't so much a case of wanting him to take me as I'd belonged to him the whole time. After all, he was the one encouraging me to play and explore with others and then keen to hear all about it. No matter what happened, I always ended up back sexting with him, wanting him, wanting him to take me. Now it was going to happen!

So I sent the 4th photo and my address and tried to concentrate for a couple of hours while he finished his meetings. I was so horny; I was desperate to play but wanted to wait for him. When he texted, he was on his way. I felt a tiny bit of nerves, but mostly anticipation. I put on my ***k-a-boo lingerie set and a robe and waited in the living room. 

As his car pulled up, I went to open the door. His eyes didn't leave me as he stepped inside. His cheeky smile almost masking a slightly nervous look. Something about knowing he was excited and nervous helped my confidence. As I locked the door, I turned around and walked towards him. I put my hands around him for a hug, and he held me tight. I lifted my head up and kissed his cheek. 

This was the closest I'd physically been to him, and my body was aching for him so much I could barely contain my desire. As we kissed, I slowly undid my robe and let it fell to the floor. His hands exploring my body as we moved to the sofa. I ended up straddling him, my breasts in front of his face. Enjoying being on top. His naughty smile encouraging my bad behaviour. 

It felt like we'd only been there a couple of minutes before he asked to use the shower. I was a bit confused but figured he had been in meetings all day, and maybe this was just how he relaxed. I got up, took his hand and led him to the bathroom. Leaving him and going to wait in the bedroom next door. 

After a short time, the bathroom door opened, and out he walked in a towel. I saw him looking around, and he saw me sat on the bed. He walked over, and as he entered my room, he saw all the toys on one of the bedside cabinets. He dropped the towel, and instinctively I stared at his stiff cock. He laughed at my unsubtle change of focus. 

He moved closer, and I took his cock in my mouth and began to suck. I reached around and put my hands on his bum. He felt so good in my mouth; I felt myself getting wetter as I enjoyed the taste as I sucked away. He pulled out and pushed me down on the bed. I was lying on my stomach and felt him take my hands and put them behind my back. As he reached over to the toy table, I wondered what was happening. 

As the rope hit my skin, I squirmed slightly, my body almost screaming YES!! He started the rope at the top of my arms and worked down to my wrists with a sexy shibari style rope binding, and my arms were entirely out of action. 

As I lay waiting, I heard him open a bottle of lube, and I could hear it being squeezed out. My mind raced about what was to come. I didn't have long to wait before I felt my butt plug pressing inside me. I let out a moan and felt him push it fully in before playfully slapping my bum.

He helped me roll over, and I laid watching him. Not bound to the spot, but without my arms, there wasn't much I could do. Not that I wanted to, I was so wet, I just wanted to play. He moved himself up so I could go back to sucking his cock. I couldn't help but want to take as much in my mouth as I could. He felt so good!!!

As I sucked, I felt his hands on my body, exploring my breasts, caressing my body. Making me hotter and hotter. His hands working their way down until I felt his fingers inside me. My hips bucked as he entered, his fingers filling me in a way I had needed for so long. My body naturally thrusting in rhythm with his fingers as I enjoyed the sensations. My body feeling more and more on fire, leading to me sucking with more extraordinary passion, desperate for this not to stop. 

Desire had utterly taken over my mind, and all I could think about was the fact every hole was full right now, and I wanted it to stay that way. Moaning as I sucked, his breathing becoming heavier. My hips lost control; it was evident from the noise I was very wet and enjoying the situation. 

Suddenly he pulled his fingers out of my pussy and his cock from my mouth. I lay gasping and wet as I felt his cum hit my face. I couldn't stop smiling. It felt so good, the cum wet over my face as I laid there. I was so horny, but he was clearly enjoying his present. 

As he laid down next to me, I could see his eyes sparkling, his breathing still quite heavy. His fingers running up and down my body as I tried not to squirm. I was so desperate, but I wasn't sure if he'd want a break after cumming. 

After a few minutes, he got up, leaned over and kissed me before getting up and exploring the available toys. He saw the cuffs on the bed, the dildos and vibrators, the anal beads, the nipple clamps, more rope, my wand, the kegel beads, and the lush. There was also a couple of types of lube and some massage bars. Plenty of options!

He helped me sit up and untied my arms. I thought that meant I was free, but instead, he asked me to show him one of the shibari patterns I'd learnt to do on myself. I smiled and willingly complied. Slowly moving the rope over my body, binding my breasts and chest. 

Once I had finished, I moved over to him, and we kissed for a while, hands exploring and enjoying rolling around on the bed. I don't know how to explain how amazing it felt to be making out while feeling the rope on my skin, and it seemed to have the same impact on him. After a while of passionately making out, I felt his cock stiffening again.  

As he ended up on his back, I took the opportunity to straddle him and enjoy feeling his cock under me. Finding it hard not to grind against him, my body so wet and in need of his attention. He let me stay there for a while; I reached down and guided his cock inside me. My body shuddered as his cock entered. I felt so insanely close to orgasm that it took only a couple of bounces before I lost control, and my whole body shook. 

As I came down for the orgasm, I saw him blatantly enjoying what was happening. I was so turned on. Some from his enjoyment of my body, but mostly how my body felt as he played with me. He rolled me off him and onto my back. He cuffed each of my wrists to the restraints on the corners of the bed. 

Instead of cuffing my ankles to the restraints, he instead took the bottom cuffs off the restraints and put them around my ankles. Then took the rope and tied each of my legs bent open with my heels close to my bum. I was wide open and available. The rope across my body, adding to my pleasure. My body was barely able to move and was very on display. I was turned on watching how much he was enjoying me. 

The look on his face was clear; he couldn't resist much longer. He picked up the wand and cycled through the patterns. After he'd selected a pattern, he set it to maximum and started on my clit. My body was desperate for him. As the vibrations started going crazy through me, my body was responding with desire. The heat inside consuming my thoughts. I wanted to orgasm; I needed to. My pussy started feeling empty, and I tried to begin in between gasps. 

I knew I wasn't going to win, but I was still desperate for cock, my breathing so heavy, my body thrusting into the wand and my body so hot. The noise from the wand hitting my wet pussy was clearly turning us both on more. I loved being on display for his pleasure. Before too long, the heat inside me took over, and my second orgasm went over me like a wave. As he moved the wand away as it hit, he replaced it with his tongue. 

He'd barely licked me when the second orgasm hit before the first had finished. He kept licking until my body stopped trembling, enjoying how sensitive my body had become. When it was clear the orgasms were over, he got up and leaned over me, kissing me so I could taste myself on his lips. 

He slipped so easily inside, my body so desperate for him. As he thrust in and out, my body met his and enjoyed his lust. It was so clear he wanted me badly and that he'd wanted me for a while. The feeling was mutual, but it was hard to focus on that when his cock filled me in a way I needed so badly. As I enjoyed each trust, my body was desperate for more. 

He continued, the trusts started getting harder, his breathing heavier, my body enjoying the sensation. There was nothing I could do but enjoy. As it became clear, he was close to cumming; my body felt like it was begging to be filled. His face filled with pleasure as I felt him cum inside me. My body was overwhelmed by the feeling. 

He stayed on top, kissing me for a while, before dismounting and laying his head on my breast. His fingers tickling me as he enjoyed me squirming. 

The night was still young, and I was starting to think this was as much a gift for me as it was for him .... but wow, was I going to enjoy it while he had me!
 

[Erotes-72]

On 9/26/2021 at 5:19 PM, sensualgeek said:

As much fun as I was having fun exploring other people and getting to know my own body, there was one thing I wanted to try more than anything else, his cock. Having become much more confident in my own skin and aware of what turns me on, I decided that it was about time I tried to get on his rota of fuck buddies. 

I was so turned on by the idea of having him when we were both around, but equally knowing we were both getting pleasure elsewhere when we weren't. His birthday was coming up, and after months of sexting and virtual fun, it seemed like the perfect time to offer me to him. 

The weekend before his birthday, I tidied up my house, sorted out my toys, and made sure I was ready for play. I shaved my body, ***ted my nails, and made sure I had several sets of lingerie prepared for action. I was so horny at the idea of giving him this present that I could barely think of anything else all weekend. 

I didn't know what - or who - he had planned for his actual birthday, so I'd decided to give him my gift Monday night after all his meetings. Hmmm, that raised a good point, how was I going to give him the present? I was naturally quite shy, and even with my newfound confidence asking him directly to come back to mine for a night of fun seemed a step I may struggle with. 

So what were the other options? After a bit of thought, it seemed obvious. What if I made him a series of sexy photos, which made the offer for me? That way, I could send them throughout the day, hoping he'd see them during breaks from his meetings. I figured either he'd reply and be interested, or it would be easier to deal with his rejection from afar. 

So I set about making the photos; I tied myself up, highlighting my breasts, and got a piece of ribbon as a collar/bow for the gift. I made a couple of signs, making it clear I was offering myself as his birthday gift. The first photo just had me tied up, cuffed to my bed, with a note over my stomach that said happy early birthday. 

The following photo was a photo of me in a mask, sucking a dildo, on my knees, hands tied behind my back. A sign next to me said - your present. I wondered if maybe he'd think I meant the photos, so I thought I may need to be more explicit. Photo three I put on my favourite ***k-a-boo lingerie set and held up a sign that read.

"Yours for tonight, ANY way, ANY thing you want. Happy Birthday xx."

The last photo was a close-up shot of my pussy, filled with a dildo and a sign that said, "this should be you".

Ok, photos were ready, I was ready, the house was ready, roll on Monday morning. 

The following day I was ready. He texted quite early; clearly, he'd arrived for his meetings and was bored. I hadn't got up yet, but couldn't help but grab my wand and place it over my clit as I messaged him. I was so nervous and so hot about what was about to happen. I got up and showered, waited for a little and sent the first photo. 

I sat nervously with a cup of tea. An hour later, I sent the next, still nothing. An hour after that, I opened the app to send the third, and I could see the messages had been read, but no reply. The butterflies in my stomach went crazy; my rational brain was trying to reassure me he was in meetings. It meant nothing, but the other part of my brain was adamant he was horrified and trying to find an excellent way to say fuck off. 

I don't know why, and in hindsight, probably not my sanest move, but after my slight panic, I sent the third message anyway. I then went on with some work and decided to try and put it out of my mind until the evening when he was free to get in touch. It felt like days waiting!

Just after 3.30pm, I got a notification he'd sent a message. I panicked but opened the message anyway, and I burst out laughing at the content.

"Ha! Fucking Hell, I thought you'd never ask."

I think that was when I realised it wasn't so much a case of wanting him to take me as I'd belonged to him the whole time. After all, he was the one encouraging me to play and explore with others and then keen to hear all about it. No matter what happened, I always ended up back sexting with him, wanting him, wanting him to take me. Now it was going to happen!

So I sent the 4th photo and my address and tried to concentrate for a couple of hours while he finished his meetings. I was so horny; I was desperate to play but wanted to wait for him. When he texted, he was on his way. I felt a tiny bit of nerves, but mostly anticipation. I put on my ***k-a-boo lingerie set and a robe and waited in the living room. 

As his car pulled up, I went to open the door. His eyes didn't leave me as he stepped inside. His cheeky smile almost masking a slightly nervous look. Something about knowing he was excited and nervous helped my confidence. As I locked the door, I turned around and walked towards him. I put my hands around him for a hug, and he held me tight. I lifted my head up and kissed his cheek. 

This was the closest I'd physically been to him, and my body was aching for him so much I could barely contain my desire. As we kissed, I slowly undid my robe and let it fell to the floor. His hands exploring my body as we moved to the sofa. I ended up straddling him, my breasts in front of his face. Enjoying being on top. His naughty smile encouraging my bad behaviour. 

It felt like we'd only been there a couple of minutes before he asked to use the shower. I was a bit confused but figured he had been in meetings all day, and maybe this was just how he relaxed. I got up, took his hand and led him to the bathroom. Leaving him and going to wait in the bedroom next door. 

After a short time, the bathroom door opened, and out he walked in a towel. I saw him looking around, and he saw me sat on the bed. He walked over, and as he entered my room, he saw all the toys on one of the bedside cabinets. He dropped the towel, and instinctively I stared at his stiff cock. He laughed at my unsubtle change of focus. 

He moved closer, and I took his cock in my mouth and began to suck. I reached around and put my hands on his bum. He felt so good in my mouth; I felt myself getting wetter as I enjoyed the taste as I sucked away. He pulled out and pushed me down on the bed. I was lying on my stomach and felt him take my hands and put them behind my back. As he reached over to the toy table, I wondered what was happening. 

As the rope hit my skin, I squirmed slightly, my body almost screaming YES!! He started the rope at the top of my arms and worked down to my wrists with a sexy shibari style rope binding, and my arms were entirely out of action. 

As I lay waiting, I heard him open a bottle of lube, and I could hear it being squeezed out. My mind raced about what was to come. I didn't have long to wait before I felt my butt plug pressing inside me. I let out a moan and felt him push it fully in before playfully slapping my bum.

He helped me roll over, and I laid watching him. Not bound to the spot, but without my arms, there wasn't much I could do. Not that I wanted to, I was so wet, I just wanted to play. He moved himself up so I could go back to sucking his cock. I couldn't help but want to take as much in my mouth as I could. He felt so good!!!

As I sucked, I felt his hands on my body, exploring my breasts, caressing my body. Making me hotter and hotter. His hands working their way down until I felt his fingers inside me. My hips bucked as he entered, his fingers filling me in a way I had needed for so long. My body naturally thrusting in rhythm with his fingers as I enjoyed the sensations. My body feeling more and more on fire, leading to me sucking with more extraordinary passion, desperate for this not to stop. 

Desire had utterly taken over my mind, and all I could think about was the fact every hole was full right now, and I wanted it to stay that way. Moaning as I sucked, his breathing becoming heavier. My hips lost control; it was evident from the noise I was very wet and enjoying the situation. 

Suddenly he pulled his fingers out of my pussy and his cock from my mouth. I lay gasping and wet as I felt his cum hit my face. I couldn't stop smiling. It felt so good, the cum wet over my face as I laid there. I was so horny, but he was clearly enjoying his present. 

As he laid down next to me, I could see his eyes sparkling, his breathing still quite heavy. His fingers running up and down my body as I tried not to squirm. I was so desperate, but I wasn't sure if he'd want a break after cumming. 

After a few minutes, he got up, leaned over and kissed me before getting up and exploring the available toys. He saw the cuffs on the bed, the dildos and vibrators, the anal beads, the nipple clamps, more rope, my wand, the kegel beads, and the lush. There was also a couple of types of lube and some massage bars. Plenty of options!

He helped me sit up and untied my arms. I thought that meant I was free, but instead, he asked me to show him one of the shibari patterns I'd learnt to do on myself. I smiled and willingly complied. Slowly moving the rope over my body, binding my breasts and chest. 

Once I had finished, I moved over to him, and we kissed for a while, hands exploring and enjoying rolling around on the bed. I don't know how to explain how amazing it felt to be making out while feeling the rope on my skin, and it seemed to have the same impact on him. After a while of passionately making out, I felt his cock stiffening again.  

As he ended up on his back, I took the opportunity to straddle him and enjoy feeling his cock under me. Finding it hard not to grind against him, my body so wet and in need of his attention. He let me stay there for a while; I reached down and guided his cock inside me. My body shuddered as his cock entered. I felt so insanely close to orgasm that it took only a couple of bounces before I lost control, and my whole body shook. 

As I came down for the orgasm, I saw him blatantly enjoying what was happening. I was so turned on. Some from his enjoyment of my body, but mostly how my body felt as he played with me. He rolled me off him and onto my back. He cuffed each of my wrists to the restraints on the corners of the bed. 

Instead of cuffing my ankles to the restraints, he instead took the bottom cuffs off the restraints and put them around my ankles. Then took the rope and tied each of my legs bent open with my heels close to my bum. I was wide open and available. The rope across my body, adding to my pleasure. My body was barely able to move and was very on display. I was turned on watching how much he was enjoying me. 

The look on his face was clear; he couldn't resist much longer. He picked up the wand and cycled through the patterns. After he'd selected a pattern, he set it to maximum and started on my clit. My body was desperate for him. As the vibrations started going crazy through me, my body was responding with desire. The heat inside consuming my thoughts. I wanted to orgasm; I needed to. My pussy started feeling empty, and I tried to begin in between gasps. 

I knew I wasn't going to win, but I was still desperate for cock, my breathing so heavy, my body thrusting into the wand and my body so hot. The noise from the wand hitting my wet pussy was clearly turning us both on more. I loved being on display for his pleasure. Before too long, the heat inside me took over, and my second orgasm went over me like a wave. As he moved the wand away as it hit, he replaced it with his tongue. 

He'd barely licked me when the second orgasm hit before the first had finished. He kept licking until my body stopped trembling, enjoying how sensitive my body had become. When it was clear the orgasms were over, he got up and leaned over me, kissing me so I could taste myself on his lips. 

He slipped so easily inside, my body so desperate for him. As he thrust in and out, my body met his and enjoyed his lust. It was so clear he wanted me badly and that he'd wanted me for a while. The feeling was mutual, but it was hard to focus on that when his cock filled me in a way I needed so badly. As I enjoyed each trust, my body was desperate for more. 

He continued, the trusts started getting harder, his breathing heavier, my body enjoying the sensation. There was nothing I could do but enjoy. As it became clear, he was close to cumming; my body felt like it was begging to be filled. His face filled with pleasure as I felt him cum inside me. My body was overwhelmed by the feeling. 

He stayed on top, kissing me for a while, before dismounting and laying his head on my breast. His fingers tickling me as he enjoyed me squirming. 

The night was still young, and I was starting to think this was as much a gift for me as it was for him .... but wow, was I going to enjoy it while he had me!
 

Sensational, your writing is just spectacular. I was drawn to ever word. A total delight and a joy to read. I so long for part 2. Thank you for sharing