My daughters & husband sexually pleasure me for my birthday
As birthdays go this one wasn’t too bad.
I was prepared to experience some sort of sadness over my fortieth birthday, but as it got closer and closer, I discovered that it didn’t really bother me.
Even when I woke up early this morning and went for my morning run, I couldn’t seem to work up any of the sadness that so many of my friends have felt over this milestone.
I’ve used the years I’ve had so far as well as I could, and even if it all ends tomorrow I don’t have a large list of regrets or things that I haven’t done.
And the life I have brings me a great deal of joy. I’m married to my high school sweetheart, and we’re even more in love now than we were twenty-two years ago when we tied the knot.
I have a daughter named Erin who’s about to graduate from college and get married herself to a great young man named Jeff. And another daughter named Julie who’s all set to start her third year of college.
My husband Robert sold his company a few years ago for enough money to live on for the rest of our lives, and even though I write erotica under a pseudonym it sells just well enough to make me feel good.
And my sex life is better now than it’s ever been. I’m having more sex, in more positions, with more pleasure, more orgasms, more fun, and with more partners, than ever before.
My husband gave me a new bracelet over breakfast this morning, and then his sister took me out to lunch, and we spent the afternoon at a spa being pampered.
And then Erin and Jeff and Julie came over for dinner, and we had a pleasant evening of laughter and cake.
Once both girls were in college our family started a very special after dinner birthday tradition.
And for the first time ever we’re including Jeff, since within a few months he’ll be an official member of the family, and we want him to feel welcome.
My husband drew me a bath and lit some candles in the bathroom and bedroom, turned on some soft music, and let me soak in the tub for an hour.
After that, clean and warm and horny and happy I opened the bedroom door a crack to signal that I was ready, and crawled into bed.
It didn’t take long before the door opened a bit further, and I felt the bed shift as someone climbed on.
I spread my legs and I felt a pair of hands slide up my thighs as a hot mouth covered my cunt and I felt a tongue probe into my hole.
“Oh holy fuck that feels good.” I moaned.
“You’re so wet.” Said my future son in law.
“I’ve been wet all day, Jeff.” I said softly. “I need this bad and I’m glad you’re first.”
“Really?” he asked, climbing up the bed and taking my breasts in his hands.
He took one of my nipples into his mouth and I squirmed under him as it stiffened in his mouth. I wrapped my arms around his head.
“Oh yes.” I whimpered as his tongue sent sparks of pleasure from my breast to my belly. “I’ve wanted to be fucked by you for a long time now.”
“For how long?” he whispered.
I felt his cock against my leg, erect and hot and unyielding as I moved myself against it.
“Remember when Erin brought you to Christmas two years ago?” I asked him. “When we all met you for the first time?”
“Yeah?” he said.
“Yes.” I told him. “She told me how hard it was to get all of your cock into her mouth, and I got soaking wet. I’ve wanted you since that moment.”
“I want you too.” He whispered.
I pulled his head up and put my mouth against his. His fingers slid down my belly and found my freshly shaved cunt. He pushed a finger into my hole, and I closed my eyes and rolled my hips.
“So fucking wet.” He said again.
“Because I need fucked.” I whispered. “Push your cock up in me Jeff. I want to feel you inside me.”
He moved between my legs and braced his weight on his arms as I reached down and took his stiff prick in my hands. I guided his cockhead to my opening and rubbed it back and forth against my slippery lips.
He pushed forward, and I felt him inside me, stretching my cunt as inch by inch he sank into me.
I rolled my hips again and put my hands on his back and pulled his body down to mine.