This Is Snow Fun

I hate snow, especially when it keeps the kids home from school when I have to work… but, as has been the case with so much I’ve experienced with this magnificent man of mine, I’m learning to like it.

On Wednesday, and after the boys enjoyed their second consecutive day off from school due to the snow, Jay was waiting – with dinner – when I got home from work. And, during dinner, he said he had something fun planned for all of us when we finished eating. So, when we finished, he told us all to dress warmly, loaded us in the car and took us to his apartment, where his daughter was waiting on us.

Minutes later, my boys, his daughter, Jay and I were enjoying sledding on a long, steep hill nearby. We had a blast! We only had two sleds, so we had to take turns sharing them, but – beyond a shadow of a doubt – my favorite rides were with my amazing man… Either sitting in his lap and feeling his rock-hard cock against my ass, or seated between his legs with my hands behind me feeling his cock, or laying on top of him with my arms around his waist groping for his cock. (Yes, there was a “theme” to our many trips down the hill!!!)

When he noticed I was getting cold, Jay told the kids they could stay outside and continue the fun, but offered to walk me in and sit with me by the electric fireplace… I love the fireplace, so I jumped at the opportunity, but Jay then suggested we take the walking path – the long way – back to his apartment. As I soon discovered, he had other plans for me on the walk through the woods.

Not long into our walk, he pressed me against a tree and kissed me like he never wanted to let me go. If riding the sled and feeling his hard cock left any moisture inside my hungry pussy, this kiss drained me. Then, to my surprise, he pressed my hands behind the tree and slipped handcuffs around my wrists… kneeling in the show, flashing that brilliant smile and laughing at my new predicament. In seconds, my pants and panties were at my ankles, and his talented tongue was lapping hungrily at my drenched pussy. I could still hear the kids laughing and sledding, so I knew I had to be quiet when I reached climax, but I didn’t know my incredible man would make me cum three times (actually, I’m not sure it wasn’t just one huge orgasm, but it came in three separate waves).

When I begged him to stop, he chuckled again and released my wrists from the handcuffs. Before pulling my panties and pants back into position, however, I grabbed him, pulled him close to me, and thanked him with an unforgettable kiss of my own. Then, after pulling my clothing back into place, I released his eager cock from his jeans, dropped to my knees and gave him a blowjob, thrusting the head of his cock deep in my throat when I tasted his pre-cum and swallowing a load of his delicious juices!

We then made our way back to the apartment, where Jay made me hot chocolate and cuddled with me by the fire… until the kids came in. It was then that he took me by the hands, and explained that he had made special arrangements and had other plans for us for the night. He said goodbye to his daughter, sending her back to college with several boxes of her favorite Little Debbie treats, and told me to use his car to take the boys home, where I found my mom waiting. She told me Jay called midday and asked her to come stay with the boys, who were out of school again on Thursday, so that we could do something special on a week night. I raced back to his place to see what he had planned!

It was pitch black in the entry way when I walked in, and the fireplace was off when I made my way through the living room, but when I arrived in his bedroom, the bed was surrounded with candles and soft music was playing on his stereo. My eyes immediately welled with tears, and he quickly asked if he had done something wrong.

“No,” I stammered. “It’s just that I’m 33 and no one has ever been so thoughtful, no one has ever taken as much time to make me feel special, and no one has ever made me feel more wanted.”
“I’m sorry, baby,” he said with a big hug… and another incredible kiss after brushing the tears off of my cheeks. “But you ARE special, and I’m only doing what I know you deserve.”

Jay then put me in a hot bubble bath, feeding me fresh fruit and pouring me wine… toweled me dry from head to toe… rubbed me down with body lotion, again from head to toe… and then scooped me into his arms and carried me to bed, where I saw ropes waiting on the posts of the headboard.

As I noticed the ropes and caught the fire burning in his eyes, he laid me on the bed and tied my wrists with the ropes. He told me my legs were free because he wanted to feel me react…

While he kissed my lips, neck, shoulders and breasts, fingering my dripping pussy… forcing me to dig my heels into his bed so I could lift my pussy to take his unbelievable hands deep inside me for another orgasm…
While he licked my pussy lips and clit, and brought me to two more incredible orgasms, each crashing in wave after wave against his face… as I used my legs to pull him closer and bury his face in my gushing, throbbing pussy…
While he parted my legs and slipped his perfect penis inside me, which almost immediately caused another mind-blowing orgasm (during which I’m sure I startled some of the neighbors)…
And, finally, while he untied my hands so I could “go completely crazy” as he began to fuck me as hard as he ever has, forcing me to yet another inconceivable orgasm. My head literally started spinning, I dug my heels deep into his lower back, and my finger tips and nails sank even deeper into the back of his shoulders as I pulled him close for another kiss. I went so “crazy” that I worried about my nails hurting him, but he lifted himself with a pushup and smiled with a deep gaze into my eyes… just as he filled me with his warm juices.

When he rolled off of me, and as I collapsed exhausted against his chest, I wondered what the morning held!

My Birthday Surprise

I don’t usually make a fuss about my birthday, so I had no plans for any kind of celebration of the event. Jay, however, decided otherwise, and planned a wonderful surprise this weekend while the boys were at their dads’ for Thanksgiving weekend.

I came home to a note on the door to meet him at his place, where there was a fire in the fireplace, gifts waiting on a blanket by the fire, dinner in the oven, a beautiful holiday bouquet of flowers on the dining room table and an evening that was special beyond my wildest dreams.

Despite the attention I typically decline around my birthday, I was absolutely thrilled to be there! He greeted me with a huge hug and a fantastic kiss – long, slow, deep and so passionate that it melted me against the wall just inside the door. He was waiting in only an apron – OMG!!! – and he put me in a hot lavender bubble bath, then dressed me in only one of his white dress shirts.

After dinner, he took me by the hand and led me to the fireplace, where he sat me on a blanket and gave me my gifts. The first was a bottle of my favorite body spray and a matching tube of body lotion. The second was a beautiful silver necklace and matching earrings. And, finally, a painting he had done for me of a couple cuddling in bed, perfectly matched to the colors in my bedroom.

Seeing his art and knowing he had taken so much time to surprise me nearly brought me to tears, but he gently cupped my face in his hands and whispered that he had something special in mind for the remainder of the night. I know Jay keeps his word, so that promise aroused not only my curiosity but also triggered my sexual excitement. And that excitement was cranked up a few more notches when he added, “But for it to work well, you will have to agree to do exactly as I ask you, no matter how strange it may seem.”

“Of course, Baby,” I said. “You know I can’t refuse you, especially knowing that you’ve taken so much time and effort to make me feel so special for my birthday.”

“You ARE special, not just on your birthday but every day,” he quickly responded, “and I’m going to spend every day of the rest of my life to prove that to you.”

“You’re so swee…” 

He placed a finger to my lips and gave me a mischievous grin.

With that, he began unbuttoning my shirt, and when he finished, he asked me to lay on my stomach and relax by the fire. I saw him reach for the bottle of lotion he had just given me, and I heard the top snap open. Then I felt his strong hands pressing into my neck and shoulders… down my back… to my legs… and finally returning to my ass. He then asked me to roll over… and gave me the same slow, incredible massage across my breasts, stomach, legs… coming within inches of my now hungry pussy.

Combined with the sight of him in nothing but an apron, the massage increased the level of my curiosity and the anticipation of exactly what it was that he had in mind for us for the remainder of the night. I began to wonder if he had even noticed that I was dripping wet… but I didn’t have to wonder long.

After retrieving a pillow from the sofa, he propped my hips up with the pillow and laid down between my legs, giving me another incredible session of oral sex. He started by gently kissing every inch of me… moved on to licking the entire length of my pussy lips and teasing my clit… then moved on to sucking and gently nibbling me until he saw the muscles in my stomach tighten and my heels press into his thighs. He lifted his head just long enough to smile at me, then slipped a finger inside me and returned to massage my clit with his talented mouth and tongue. He didn’t stop until I had climaxed three times, eventually screaming for him to stop when I felt like my body wouldn’t stop convulsing.

“Happy birthday, Baby,” he said with a smile, through my juices glimmering off of his cheeks and chin.

“Oh my god,” I muttered, still trying to catch my breath.

“Relax, Beautiful,” he said, removing his apron and curling up next to me on the blanket by the fire.

I felt his erection against my ass and I tried to reach back and hold it, but Jay took my hand, curled up closer to me and whispered, “No, tonight is all about celebrating you.” I tried to hide the happy tears that followed such a sweet sentiment, but, as always, this incredible man noticed and brushed every tear aside with his fingertips or kisses. “Baby, please don’t cry. I know you’re uncomfortable with all of this attention, but I want you to know – tonight and always – that you deserve nothing less than my very best. So, please relax, enjoy the night, and let me spoil you. Please!?”

I lost it. I know I was smiling ear-to-ear, but I couldn’t stop the tears. I had never heard anything so sweet, nor had I ever felt closer to anyone. Jay, meanwhile, never missed a tear… climbing across me to lay face-to-face and, again, catching every tear with a fingertip or gentle kisses. He was understanding, he was patient… he was, again, my dream come true.

When I finally calmed down, and only after he had dried every tear, he said, “Now, if you’re okay, I have to go get another surprise for you.”

“I’m okay, Baby,” I said. “Than…”

“Shhhh,” he interrupted. “Thank you for opening your amazing heart to me.”

“I love you soooo much,” he added with a kiss. “Be right back.”

As he walked away – now completely naked, so I could see EVERY LOVING INCH OF HIM!!! – I again felt the rising sense of anticipation of what was to come… and, in the few seconds he was gone, my pussy returned to “ready” condition. So, when he returned, I didn’t know if it was my eyes or my legs that were open wider.

Jay returned with a full-length, black silk Victoria’s Secret nightgown, one I had seen and mentioned to him months before, sure he would forget about it. It was absolutely beautiful – full cups to support my breasts, tapered at the hips to show off my ass and slit from toe to waist to show of my legs… all of which he noted aloud as he slipped my final birthday gift on me.

“I can’t believe you remembered,” I told him.

“How could I ever forget?” he asked. “The image of you in this gown was breathtaking when you mentioned it, but that was nothing compared to the sight of you actually in it tonight.”

“Come here,” he said, standing up and offering me his hand.

We walked hand-in-hand across the living room to the entertainment center, where Jay lit several candles and turned on the CD player… and, turning back to face me, asked if I wanted to dance. As my eyes again welled with tears, I nodded… and we danced to several songs, holding each other close, kissing and looking deeply into each others’ eyes… all the while, Jay was exploring every inch of my body through my new silk gown.

When I could no longer take the combination of what his skilful fingers were doing to me, along with his scent, his taste, and the upper echelon of emotions following this mind-boggling evening, I asked him to take me to bed and make love to me. He nodded, scooped me into his arms and carried me into the bedroom. 

What followed was the most amazing, most romantic oral and love-making session of my life to this point – Jay was patient, tender, complete, adoring AND fulfilling (I think I came 4-5 times, with mini-quakes in between a couple)… And, when we finished, Jay went to the bathroom for a warm towel, cleaned me... put me back in my new silk gown… and curled up against my back, where he stayed, with me in his arms, all night! 

Kissing me goodnight on my neck and shoulders, my magnificent man leaned to my ear and whispered, “Happy birthday, Beautiful!”

It was, indeed!!!

The Winery

This weekend was absolutely beautiful in the Shenandoah Valley… Warm days, and cool, breezy nights… a wonderful weekend for wine tours.

I wore my denim shorts with “sparkles” on the back pockets, because I know my fiancé loves seeing my ass in them… and LOVES to see –- and rub –- my legs every time he gets the chance.  And, I wore a pink summer halter top that revealed just enough cleavage to tease beneath a white cotton blouse.  He chuckled as we walked into our final winery of our Saturday trip, as several heads turned as we walked in and found a table.

Our table was near the back corner of the tasting room, close enough to enjoy the sight of the fireplace, but not too close to feel the heat.  As it turned out, we didn’t need additional heat on this day.  After our first glass of wine and a pleasant chat, we decided to dance… until the sweat started to run down my back and between my breasts.  My fiancé noticed right away, inviting me outside for some “cool air.”

Once outside, we found a small, secluded bench between the vines in the vineyard, and we took a seat… my legs draped across lap.  While we sipped another glass of wine and talked, he rubbed my legs and feet.  It was very, very nice… and even more relaxing… unless you consider the excitement that was building between my thighs.

When we returned to the winery, the band was playing one of my fiancé’s favorite country love songs, so we went back to the dance floor, and he took me in his arms.  I tucked my head under his chin and enjoyed hearing his heartbeat so close.  I allowed my hands to explore his back, shoulders and arms… and eventually started to sneak a few squeezes on his athletic ass.

He gently grabbed my hair, tilted my head back, and whispered in my ear, “Keep that up and we won’t be able to stay long.”  I heard him, but didn’t listen, and soon I could feel his erection growing on my hip.  When I looked him in the eyes and grinned, he asked if I wanted to take another walk outside “for some air.”  I nodded and took his hand as the song ended.

This time as he led me out, it was nearly dark, and a bit cooler.  A perfect summer night… which was about to get more perfect!  When we arrived back at our cozy bench between the vines, I caught the heart-warming smile that emanated from his perfectly-kissable lips and the flash of hunger in his beautiful brown eyes.

This time when he took me in his arms, I could feel his fingers exploring every inch of my neck, shoulders and back, which he knows drives me crazy… as he worked his way to my ass, which he lifted and squeezed in an aggressive way that I won’t soon forget.  My back arched and my chin lifted, and he kissed me passionately!!!  While kissing, my fiancé used one hand to unbutton my shorts before sliding both hands inside my shorts, squeezing and parting the cheeks of my ass.  When he began to kiss my neck and moved my blouse so he could kiss my shoulders and chest, I immediately lost myself in the moment.  It was a good thing, because I would have been worried about the somewhat-public scene that was to come.

When I thrust the moist crotch of my shorts against his leg, he looked me in the eyes, chuckled and knelt at my feet… lifting my tank top so he could kiss my breasts and tease my nipples… before removing my shorts, sitting me on the bench, and beginning his magical oral work between my legs.  OMG!!!

It didn’t take long before I was BEGGING him to kiss me to prevent me from screaming… and he did, as he slipped inside me while still kneeling before me.  I counted three incredible orgasms before crashing against his chest, when I felt him explode powerfully inside me.

After we regained our breath –- and our composure –- we returned to the tasting room, quickly paid our tab and headed home… My fiancé fingered my dripping pussy all the way home, and I counted another 3 orgasms before we arrived… and when we did arrive, he led me straight to my bedroom for another wonderful love-making session… and another amazing, toe-curling orgasm.

“I have to work early tomorrow, so I should probably go,” he said after a half-hour or so of cuddling and kissing.  But I pleaded with him to stay, eventually convincing him that I didn’t mind getting up a little early to say goodbye… and, shortly thereafter, I fell fast asleep with my head on his chest.