This is a made up fantasy. A product of my deviant and dirty mind. Enjoy.

(This is not offered in a session pervs, please don’t ask.)

Another year passes, time to add another candle to the cake!

My slut knows I enjoy my birthday, and that I enjoy presents. The slut arrives at my house, wearing a  trench coat and a very strategically placed big red bow and nothing else.

At my nod he drops the coat and kneels in the middle of the living room. I am wearing a black see-through lace chemise without panties and silver stilettos. I slowly circle the boy, caressing his shoulders. I am wet with anticipation of unwrapping my gift. I notice the bow has moved and seems to be sticking further out. I tell him to kiss my feet and he obeys.

I lay the boy on his back and place a thin pillow under his head and a thicker one under his pelvis. Then, I tie his arms to the TV cabinet and his legs to the feet of the couch. He is a perfect starfish. Open, vulnerable and helpless.

I crouch over him and the slut gets a nice view of my creamy pussy. I decide I want some nice oral worship so I ride my sluts face. I alternate between smothering him and allowing him to fully taste and lick me. At intervals, I order him to gently bite and suck on my lips and penetrate me with his tongue.

The slut’s bow is standing at attention and I slide off his face and give him a good slap on the cock. I love the way his body twitches when I slap him.

I strap a chin dildo on this face then climb back on, taking my fill and pleasure on the large dildo. He squirms, being so close, but yet so far away from the prize he was so recently worshiping. I can tell he wants my lips back on his face. But I let him suffer as I fuck his face.

Wanting more, I slide off and rip off the purple bow. I slap his cock a few more times and it becomes super hard and red, dripping with white pre-cum that slides down to his balls. I am now hungry for my man’s meat, so I slowly impale him with my wet pussy. We both gasp with pleasure at that first touch. I love being in control of my fuck toy and I use him with pleasure and gusto.

I alternate between riding him slow and deep then hard and fast. His hips thrust wildly, the only movement his body can make. I keep him on the edge, when I feel him getting close, I slow down, or slap his face. I use him.

He is my gift, my present, and it is my birthday. It is all about me taking my pleasure how I see fit and I ride him until I come. I come hard and it drips down his cock forming a puddle at the base.

He wants to come, but I don’t let him. He whimpers in pleasure and pain at being denied. He loves to be used by me. He is just my pleasure object and he knows it.

I got what I wanted on my birthday. I got my bitch. 😉