Ben's Birthday Bliss (L)

Friday, April 25th, was a day etched in my memory, a celebration of a man I held dearest – my husband, Ben. He'd always been a man of quiet pleasures, a soul who appreciated the simple things, so a grand, over-the-top birthday was never his style. But this year, my kids and I decided to change that, orchestrating a surprise party that promised to be anything but understated. The planning was meticulous; a hotel room secured, catering arrangements made, and the cake, of course, was entirely my creation. The guest list was carefully curated, a mix of his closest friends and work colleagues whom I’d managed to locate through some persistent digging. Even Brian and Richard, his bosses, had agreed to lend their support to the surprise. As the day approached, a palpable excitement filled our home, the pieces of the puzzle falling into place just as I’d envisioned.

It was shortly after 3:00 AM that the insistent chirping of Ben’s alarm clock shattered the quiet of our bedroom. He’d been scheduled to work a grueling 5:00 AM shift, so the early wake-up call was a necessary evil. “Good morning, baby! And happy birthday!” I greeted him as he slowly rose from bed, his movements deliberate as he headed for the bathroom. “Thank you, babe!” he replied with a wry grin, disappearing into the sanctuary of the tiled room. Moments later, he emerged, his presence instantly radiating warmth and familiarity. He walked back to our bed, settling beside me, and offered a sweet, gentle kiss on my lips. “I love you, my baby!” he whispered, his hand reaching out to brush a stray strand of hair from my face. “I love you too, sweetheart! But you can do a lot better than that sweet little peck I know!” I teased, my voice laced with playful challenge. It was one of those kisses that sent a delicious shiver down my spine, igniting a slow, tantalizing heat in my core. Our tongues met in a passionate dance, a silent conversation of desire, as we embraced, my leg instinctively curling around his torso. Without hesitation, I reached down and began to tease his firm, muscular backside, my fingers tracing the contours of his flesh before delivering a playful smack followed by another, slightly harder one. “Hey! What’s up with that!” he exclaimed, a chuckle rumbling in his chest. “Birthday spanking! All birthday boys get a birthday spanking, baby. When was the last time you had a good spanking, sweetheart?” I giggled, my fingers resuming their playful assault, this time with more force, enjoying the sensation of his muscles rippling beneath my touch.

“Ouch! Alright, baby, behave! But since you’re in such a playful mood, how about giving me some of that pussy?” Ben said, his voice laced with anticipation, his fingers delicately working at the tip of my left nipple through my silk gown. It was an invitation I couldn’t resist. As we kissed, deepening the intimacy, the heat intensified, my pussy growing increasingly wet and sensitive. “Aren’t you going to be late, baby?” I panted, as he leaned closer, his breath ghosting over my neck, causing me to shiver with a mixture of anticipation and pleasure. “Does this feel like I care!” he whispered, his hand finding its way to my hand and placing it gently upon his hardened, erect cock. “I love you, my baby!” I gasped, a wave of adoration washing over me as I gazed into those deep, dark eyes, feeling completely lost in his gaze. “I love you too, sweetheart! Baby, suck my dick!” Ben commanded, his voice a low rumble, pulling me closer as he laid back on the bed, presenting his offering.

Without a moment’s hesitation, I complied. I slipped my gown down, revealing the curve of my hips and the tantalizing sight of his magnificent member. The sight alone sent a fresh surge of heat through my body. As I reached down, my fingers traced the length of his shaft, delighting in its hardness and fullness, before grasping it firmly with my right hand. “So beautiful! So big and hard, baby!” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper, as I began slowly pumping him with my hand, feeling the rhythm build with each stroke. “Oh baby, that feels good!” he groaned softly, his hips subtly shifting as I continued my ministrations. “You like that, baby? I love stroking your cock. It feels so good in my hand!” I replied, leaning forward and giving him a playful kiss on the lips before resuming my task. Still pumping his meat with my hand, I noticed he was arching his back slightly, the friction of my hand against his shaft causing a pleasant tingling sensation. I leaned closer, running my tongue over the head of his cock, savoring the taste of his sweat and arousal.

“Ohhh yeah, baby! You’re driving me crazy, baby! Your gonna make me cum if you keep that sh*t up!” Ben groaned, his hand on the back of my head, guiding it up and down his thick shaft as I brought him closer to climax. “Baby, I love you so much!” I panted, then leaned in and kissed him again, my hand still holding his cock, feeling the anticipation building within me. “I love you too! Baby, suck my dick!” Ben whispered, his voice thick with desire, as he slowly began to descend into my mouth.

My smile widened as I sat up, pulling my gown back up, and gazing at the spectacle before me. His cock was a perfect, hard erection, pointing upwards towards his abdomen. I traced a finger along its length, causing it to twitch slightly before grasping it firmly in my hand. “So beautiful! So big and hard, baby!” I exclaimed, my voice filled with breathless delight as I began slowly pumping him with my hand, feeling the rhythm build with each stroke. “Oh baby, that feels good!” Ben groaned, his voice strained with pleasure. “You like that, baby? I love stroking your cock. It feels so good in my hand!” I replied, leaning forward and giving him a passionate kiss on the lips before resuming my task. As I worked my tongue over the head of his prick, I noticed a drop of pre-cum forming, and I quickly flicked it away with my tongue, savoring the taste of his arousal.

Ben groaned deeply, his hips moving slightly as I continued my ministrations, tickling his asshole with my finger, then slipping my pinkie finger up his butt. This stimulation brought a fresh wave of pleasure as I felt his body tingle and writhe. “Ohhh yeah, baby! You’re driving me crazy, baby! Your gonna make me cum if you keep that sh*t up!” Ben groaned, his hips arching further as I continued my slow, teasing rhythm. I ran my tongue back up the shaft, kissing his cockhead softly before taking him into my mouth. "That’s it, baby, suck it! Suck my dick! Soooo good, my baby! I love your finger up my ass as you suck me!" Ben growled, his hand on the back of my head, guiding it up and down his thick shaft as I took him deep down my throat.

“Gina! BABY! SUCK IT! You’re gonna make me cum! SH*T, BABY, I’m gonna CUM! YES! Mmmm-mmmph!” Ben growled, his cock throbbed and washed the back of my throat with his warm cum in four powerful spurts.

I continued to suck him, swallowing his sweet nectar, pumping his shaft with my hand to make sure I drained every drop from his balls. Finally, I lifted my head from his spent cock and smiled at him, winking playfully. I gave his cockhead a gentle kiss, then moved up and kissed my man sweetly on the lips. “Happy birthday, my sweet man! I do love you so much!” I softly said, then kissed his sweet lips again. “I will. See you this evening, baby.” Ben said, then kissed me and headed for a shower. My alarm went off shortly there after.

I got out of bed and put my gown back on, then slipped on my robe. I needed to get Randy some breakfast made before waking him for school. Ben gave me a quick kiss and pat on the butt before finally making it out the door around a quarter till 6. “Have a good day, baby! I love you.” I said. “I will. See you this evening! Love you too!” He said as he walked out the door. “Oh, you will! You have no idea, birthday boy.” I thought to myself and smiled.

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