Shower Birthday Blowjob

When I asked you what you wanted for your birthday, I never expected you to say, “blowjob!” You know it’s not my favorite thing to do, but I do understand you like me to spend time down there. So, for your birthday, I’m going to wait ‘till you get out of the shower. Before you switch on the game and while you’re still in your towel, I’m going to get you to sit on the bed.

I’ll strip the towel away like a banana skin, revealing one leg then the other. Looking down, I see your early arousal, a blush creeping up your neck. My fingers trace down the top of your penis from your tummy to your tip. Your sweet manhood grows gently under them, pulsing with heat. I savor the feeling of your skin, the sensitivity there. It's intoxicating.

Positioning myself between your legs, I lean in and kiss the tip. I continue to run my fingernails along the top of your penis, feeling the way they dig into your flesh. Then, after running my fingers along your pelvis and down the top of your thigh, I let my fingers touch your balls. I cup them gently in one hand, receiving a moan of pleasure in return. They’re heavy in my hand as I stroke and tickle them, watching your reaction with a wicked grin. The sheer anticipation in your eyes is a turn on itself.

Parting my lips, I take only your smooth helmet into my mouth. I run my tongue over the tip, tasting your saltiness. The warmth of my mouth around you makes you roll your eyes back in your head. You arch a little to try and get me to take more of you into my mouth, a silent plea for more.

“Not yet,” I tell you, my voice low and husky.

Holding your penis in my hand, I run my flat tongue along your length in both directions. I can see the veins in your shaft start to show, a roadmap of pleasure waiting to be explored. Using the tip of my tongue, I trace them gently: up, then down, and up again. Returning to the head, I engulf your cock in my mouth. But this time, I lower myself further to take in another inch of you. I circle my tongue around your sensitive head again before sliding you out of my mouth.

Grasping your erect cock at its base, I wet my lips with my tongue. Wrapping them around your penis, I move slowly up and down, my hand following my mouth. I’m giving you a slow blowjob and handjob at the same time! The combination is a potent cocktail of sensation. Your muscles tense and release, responding to my touch with a primal rhythm. You arch back again, signaling you want it faster. So, I move my mouth up and down your shaft, my hand giving you quick, firm tugs right behind it. Your girth pulls my lips forward and back as I ascend and descend upon you. Taking more and more of you in with every plunge, I finally lower myself all the way down you. The heat intensifies, a wave of pleasure washing over you.

Then I pull up and slide my hands down off your cock. They find your balls, and I rub the skin behind them. You raise your legs a little, groaning with pleasure. I’m excited to see how much you’re enjoying your birthday present! It’s clear you're on the edge of losing control. The anticipation is palpable, thick in the air.

As my hand moves back to gently pulling your penis, I take your foot and place it on my shoulders. Your balls hang below, and I take one tenderly into my mouth. My warm mouth sucks, and my hands trace down your elevated leg before rounding your bum cheek. The back of my finger traces up your crack over your arsehole, then back up over your balls. It joins with the fingers running up and down your shaft. This level of detail is an invitation to indulge in the pleasure, pushing you further into a state of ecstasy.

I move lower and run my tongue down over your balls, down the perineum and rim the hole of your arse. Gasping, you push back against me, raising your hips as I stick the tip of my tongue into you. I look up and give you a wry smile as my hands move up and down your shaft. The rhythm is captivating, hypnotic. You're completely lost in the moment, surrendering to the sensations.

I raise myself up and take you deep into my mouth. Your hands run through my hair as I move faster up and down your cock. My hand follows my mouth and jerks you firmly. My other hand’s fingers circle your bum hole, teasing you with a gentle press. The heat is building, a crescendo of desire. You’re struggling to breathe, desperate for release.

The action makes you even harder, and I can tell you’re close to cumming. My hand moves up to cup your balls. As you start to drive my head down on to you, I gently squeeze. I feel them contract as your warm seed fills my mouth. Parting my lips, I let your warm cum run down your cock as my hand keeps moving up and down. The fresh warm lubrication helps my hand glide up and down your shaft as you pulsate slowly in my hand. You moan louder now, a desperate plea for more.

“Happy Birthday,” I say, before kissing your tip again with a wink. It’s a promise of more pleasure to come, a final invitation to lose yourself in the depths of our shared passion. I lean in and slowly kiss you again, letting my lips linger on your sensitive skin. You writhe against me, desperate to feel my touch. Let your inhibitions go and enjoy the moment. It’s your birthday, after all. And tonight, you deserve every bit of pleasure you can get. The pleasure is mutual, as you begin to ride me as well, pulling me closer, begging for more. Let’s make this birthday one for the books.

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