The Birthday Slave (doom29169 & Thrill)
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				Title: <strong>The Birthday Slave (doom29169 &amp; Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 02:31:33</strong>
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				Peter and Rebecca have been married for eight years, and they have a nice life together. Peter is successful, and Rebecca only has to work if she chooses to. She met him ten years before, when she was still in college while an intern at his lawfirm. After dating for a pair of years they got married. While no marriage is perfect, they both feel that theirs is very good and that they have little to complain over.<br><br>They have reached a point where they are spicing up their sex life to keep it interesting. Rebecca had found that Peter will indulge any fantasy she chooses to share with him. He, however, has not choosen to share many of his own with her. It is a day before Peter's 40th birthday, and Rebecca wants to get him something special. She has parused his laptop, hoping to find some idea perhaps a trip he wants to take or something of that nature. While she is online she comes across a website he has frequented, one which contains stories of a sexual natures. She now has a window into what he has kept so secret, namely his sexual fantasies in teh form of the stories he enjoys reading.<br><br>What she finds is that almost every story he reads involves a woman giving herself into sexual slavery to a man, either because she is forced to or wants to. The stories are all graphic, and the women all seem to share an ability to let go of themselves and anjoy things more, do things they would never have done otherwise because they can rationalize it as a lack of choice.<br><br>She also finds a website which is linked to the one he enjoys which offers bondage gear, costumes, and other delights, promising next day delivery. Most of the stories she reads have the woman taking on a dog collar and dressing in a very sexually explicite manner for their master/lover. Perhaps this might be a good gift for him, the ultimate gift in fact, the gift of herself in a way she previously had not even considered.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Birthday Slave (doom29169 &amp; Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>22-09-2010, 15:33:31</strong>
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				Rebecca sat there at Peter's computer reading the stories he seemed to enjoy. She then noticed a link that went to an adult store that carried a variety of different bondage gear. She wanted to give her husband the perfect gift for his 40th birthday. Since he never would tell her his fantasies, maybe she should just buy some things and surprise him. It would be the perfect gift, giving herself to him as his slave to do whatever he wanted with. She clicked on the link and started to look at all the bondage items they had.<br><br>She was surprised at some of the things she saw. Rebecca wasn't used to seeing these types of things and to think that her husband was turned on by them was a shock. She decided to buy some things and surprise him on his birthday. She would give herself completely to him, be his slave. She picked out a collar that locked, matching wrist restraints. She then picked out a vinyl bra, that went around her breasts, leaving them exposed. Rebecca also picked out a pair of vinyl panties that zippered from the back to the front. She was about to finish the order when she saw a hood, blindfold and a riding crop. She added those as well and then went through the check out process. She was nervous, but knew it would surprise him, which is what she wanted to do.<br><br>She then shut down his computer and went into the kitchen. Peter would be home shortly and she hadn't started dinner yet because she was on his computer for longer than she had planned.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Birthday Slave (doom29169 &amp; Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 17:59:50</strong>
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				Peter came home to the wonderful smells of his favorite meal, lasagna and garlic bread. Rebeca had a salad on the table already as well. He realized that diner wasn't ready yet, which was fine. "I need to go upstairs and take a shower, I've been at the prison talking with clients all day." He kissed her on the cheek, his eyes promised more than this gentle peck when his shower was done. His hand squeezed her ass and he gave her a playful smack. Always before this had been a show of affection, but now it could easily take on a new meaning.<br><br>Peter's shower was fast, but he took the time to make himself presenable with a shave and combing his hair properly. Even at fourty he still had a full head of dark broan hair, which&nbsp; made his bright blue eyes stand out. He patted on some cologne, hoping to impress his lovely wife tonight, he thought of nothing but ravishing her the whole day. When he went into the bedroom to change he noticed his computer was still on. Curious at what Rebecca might have been shopping for her broused the history...and his heart stopped. She had seen the stories he had been collecting and she had been to the bondage store...she had bought several items.<br><br>With shakey hands he added to her order: a latex body suit, a leather whip and riding crop, handcuffs, a bed restraint system, and several dildoes and vibrators. He knew what this meant, but he wanted to be sure. He walked down the stairs in nothing but his towel. He came up behind Rebecca just as she had pulled the Lasagna pan out of the oven. He was unsure how to start this, but he knew he had to. She had seen what he wanted, what he had kept hidden all these years. Now he felt a certain freedom.<br><br>He reached around her and wrapped his hand around her throat. He was careful not to cut her air off, he just wanted the thrill of the moment, of the first time he was truly and absolutely in control to be memorable. "So you've seen them, and now you understand. I saw your little order, I added some things of my own to it." His breathing had changed, in her ear it was rapid and excited. She could feel how hard he was under the towel, how excited just the mere thought her being his slave had made him. He lifted, forcing her to her tiptoes as he did so. "Lets be sure here Rebecca. Do you want to be my slave? Do you understand what that means? It means I control you. You don't shit, piss, or cum without my permission. I can do anything I want to you. I can leave you alone with a vibrator and butt plug, tied to our bed if I choose to. You would be totally at my mercy. Is that what you want, Rebecca? Once you do this, there is no going back. I can call you bitch, whore, cunt, or anything else I want. I can do anything...<em>anything</em> I choose to do. I want you to understand this."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Birthday Slave (doom29169 &amp; Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 21:59:55</strong>
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				Rebecca was finishing up in the kitchen when Peter came home. She turned her head when she heard him come into the kitchen. She couldn't help but smile at her husband. Her mind went to the stories she had read on his computer and thought about what she had bought for him to surprise him on his birthday. "You can take your time. Dinner won't be ready for a bit." She said after he kissed her cheek. "Behave Peter!" She said teasingly when he smacked her ass like he always did.<br><br>She was reaching up for the plates when Peter came up behind her and grabbed her throat. He did not squeeze tight but her body stiffened in reflex. She listened to him say how he found out she had been on his computer and saw what she had bought. He also said he added some things to the order as well. There went the pefect surprise she had planned for him on his birthday, she thought right before he lifted her some, causing her to stand on her tip toes. Her arms moved and grabbed his one arm that held her up. "I don't know if it's what I want, Peter." She said softly to him. Rebecca knew she would submit, but now because he already knew about it, she wasn't exactly sure when she would do it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Birthday Slave (doom29169 &amp; Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 15:21:48</strong>
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				He put her down slowly and turned her to face him. he looked at her, in her eyes, and spoke softly. "I am glad you want to wait, and think it over. I would have been afraid otherwise, that you were just doing it becuase I want you to. I want you to think about it, and I want you to be sure." He pulled her to him for a soft, gentle kiss. His hard on was still pressed between them, beneath his towl. He whispered that he loved her and told her he still needed to change. As he left the room he held her hand and then her fingers, not wanting to let her go.<br><br>He went back upstairs and changed clothes, into something nice but comfortable. He came back down and helped her with supper. he left the subject untouched, and it was clear that he did not need this for his happness, he was already happy. he told her about his day, and listened while she told him about her own. He initiated a game of footsie under the table, teasing her by rubbing her calf with his foot.<br><br>After dinner, he asked if she wanted to go to a movie...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Birthday Slave (doom29169 &amp; Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 15:35:11</strong>
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				Rebecca was glad that Peter wasn't going to press the issue of her becoming his slave. She could still surprise him, but now that he knew about the order she had placed, along with him adding to it, she was going to have to wait and not do anything on his birthday. That she was sure of. She could feel his hard on press against her as he held her. She watched as Peter left the kitchen and then went back to finishing up dinner.<br><br>She had almost everything on the table when Peter returned. He helped her bring what was left to the table. They both sat down and talked about how their day went. She then felt his foot move up her leg and back down. She smiled across the table at him. "You are a tease." She said as she smiled at her husband.<br><br>When Peter mentioned them going to a movie, Rebecca nodded her head. "That sounds like fun. Just let me go change clothes." She said as she finished clearing the dishes from the table. She then went back over to where Peter was at and leaned over and kissed his neck. "Pick a movie and I'll be right back." She whispered as she turned and went upstairs to change.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Birthday Slave (doom29169 &amp; Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 22:32:07</strong>
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				Peter honestly loved teasing Rebecca, it was nearly as much fun as the actual act itself. She stood and kissed his neck, which made him shiver as she did so. He smiled and agreed to pick a movie. He searched through the movies, but couldn't find anything he really wanted to see. He took out his cellphone and called the local porno theater, but nothing really appealed to him there either. he was about to give up when he went back to the paper again. He noticed something at the extended engagement place that he had been interested in seeing when it first came out, but that they had not had time for.<br><br>He had his movie picked just as she appeared. She too wore something comfortable but nice, a loose knee length skirt and blouse. "I have a movie picked, that scarey one we wanted to see before but didn't have time for." He walked over and grinned at her as he got on his knees in front of her. He reached under her skirt and slid her panties down, grasping her ankles and having her step out of them. "Price of admission." He said this with an impish smirk. It wasn't the first time they had gone commando to the movies, and it almost certainly meant he would have his hand on her pussy the whole time the lights were out.<br><br>He drove them, and as he did so, he kept going back to her thigh, teasing her pussy lips but not going in. Clearly he had his mind set on torturing her the whole time. While they stood in line waiting, he kept whispering naughty things in her ear. He bought her popcorn and a diet coke, and they took their seats. They shared the treates, as always, and when the lights went down, his hands went straight for the prize. He stroked her through all the previews, making himself a little dizzy with lust for her. he whispered how he wanted to fuck her right here and now, and there was actually no one else in the threater. He took out his very hard cock and urged her to climb on, he was being very randy and very naughty, but he knew she liked him this way. He wanted to feel his cock buried inside her, but he was content to drag out the foreplay as well...
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				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 23:46:33</strong>
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				Rebecca came downstairs in a simple loose, black skirt that went to her knees. She continued to think about when to surprise him as she finished getting herself ready. She then left their bedroom and went downstairs. She smiled at Peter as he said he had a movie all picked out. She watched as he stood up and came over to where she stood. When he sunk to his knees, Rebecca had a feeling of what they were going to be doing. She felt his hands move up her legs and disappear under her skirt. She felt his hands take ahold of her panties and pull them down to her ankles. She stepped out of them as she informed her it was the price of admission. 'It had been awhile since they had gone commando at the movies. She grinned down at Peter before he stood up.<br><br>As he drove them to the movie theater, his hand found her thigh and moved up it, teasing her pussy. He was doing his best to get her aroused before they were in the theater. As they stood in line, she leaned back against him as he whispered naughty things in her ear. His words excited her, knowing what would happen when they were in the darkness of the theater. After he had bought them popcorn and a drink, they made their way into the theater. The lights went down and the previews started. His hand found her moistening pussy and he stroked her as the previews played. When he whispered that he wanted to fuck her, she looked around and saw they were the only ones in the theater. She looked over at her husband and saw he had taken out his cock and saw how hard he was. Rebecca moved the arm rest that was between them out of the way and stood up. She stood with her back to him and moved backwards. Her legs spread, she positioned herself above him. Her hand reached down and took ahold of his cock. She then guided herself onto him, slowly impaling herself on his hard cock. She turned her head and looked back at Peter over her shoulder "Is this what you wanted?" She purred softly as she raised herself up his cock and then back down on it slowly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Birthday Slave (doom29169 &amp; Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 21:08:15</strong>
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				Rebecca moved over in front of him and his cock danced in tune with his heartbeat. He had been fantasizing about her all day, the feel of her, the taste, the smell. He goaned as she reached under and slid him into her warm willing body. She let her skirt fall so that the actual act was hidden, but only a fool wouldn't guess what they were up to. Being in public always excited him, and he was so hard he thought he would burst. he shuddered as he felt her push down with her weight, and his cock bottemed out and the tip kissed her cervix. He reached up to fondle her breasts, moving quickly to disgard her bra. He nibbled at her neck as she rolled her hips enticingly.<br><br>She whispered if this was what he wanted, knowing it was already. She must want to hear him, and he had to fight off the haze of pleasure to respond. "God yes, Becky. He only called her becky in moments like this, when he was at his most passionate. It was like he was refering to her as a different person, but not. It would be hard for them to explain to others, but Becky was what he called her, his nickname for her, when they were both at their most passionate. Her slick pussy was so warm and willing, and it stretched to accomodate him. he could feel her wetness coating him, and the soft, muffled, slurping sounds their bodies made as they made love in teh middle of a movie theater.<br><br>He groaned as he reached under to play with her asshole. He teased it, getting his finger wet first before rimming her. Then he slid one into her ass, one finger, and he rubbed his cock with it. He called her Becky again and implored her not to be to loud, knowing it would just trigger within her the desire to scream out. He wanted that, wanted to hear her moans and playful sighs. he reached under her blouse with his free hand to fondle her breasts. he was getting close now, only holding off to feel her cum...
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				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 23:06:23</strong>
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				Rebecca moaned as his cock filled her. She slowly raised herself up his cock and back down as she felt his hands on her breasts. She felt him remove her bra, freeing her breasts so he could caress them better. His mouth on her neck felt so good. He knew what she liked, what to do to get her even more aroused than she already was.<br><br>She heard him refer to her with the nickname he only used when they were intimate. She moved faster on his cock as she felt his finger along his asshole. She then felt his finger slide into her ass. She let out a moan that was louder than before. He then implored her not to be too loud. She couldn't help but be loud and he knew it. Rebecca moved faster on his cock. She moaned Peter's name as he fondled her breasts with his free hand. "Cum in me, Peter." She moaned as she felt her pussy muscles tighten around his cock. Rebecca moaned loudly as she her back arched and came. She panted as she continued to ride is cock. 
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				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 18:13:17</strong>
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				They knew each other so well, she must have known he was holding back for her. She moaned for him to cum, and he felt her body squeezing his as she came herself. He groaned loudly and pushed up with his hips instinctively, burrying himself as deeply in her as he could before his body gave in to the release he craved. "Oh yes, fuck, Becky....nnnnnggghhhhhhhhh." He said as his sperm went deeply into her body. He pulled his finger out of her butt and wrapped his arm around her waist as his cock pulsed with the aftershocks of his orgasm.<br><br>He turned her in his lap as some teenager was hacked to pieces on screen. Is wasn't the most romantic of places, but he felt the need to hold her. "You are the best lover in the world, Rebecca." He sighed into her ear and he nuzzled her. At length they watched the movie and ate popcorn. They really had only missed the first few minutes anyway. It was pretty good, but Peter's mind was only half on it, he was thinking about her instead. He thought about the things she had purchased online. Had she only thought to be playful and let him see her dressed like that? If so it would have been sterling. He wished he knew what was going on in her mind, what she had planned.<br><br>As the movie wore on he started teasing her breasts again, his hand under her shirt and at her bare chest. Just the thought that she might be his slave was making him really horney. He teased her through the rest of the movie and then all the way back home. When the door closed he pounced on her, lifting her up and taking her to the couch. "Want to go again?" He already knew the answer, though, since he had been teasing her for more than an hour. He stripped her and lay her on the couch, and stripped himself. He spread her legs and slid himself into her slowly. he knew what she liked. He whispered things to her the whole time, dirty naughty things, the kinds of things she loved hearing him say. There was no doubt that he loved her, none. She was his whole world...
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				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 15:28:32</strong>
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				Rebecca knew that Peter would cum in her. She then felt his sperm shoot deeply inside of her. His finger left her ass and wrapped his arms around his waist. She felt his cock pulse inside her and moaned. He was so good.<br><br>She felt Peter turn her so she was facing him. Rebecca felt Peter nuzzle against her neck and whisper in her ear. She wrapped her arms around him. "Because you make me the best, Peter." She whispered back. She then moved off his lap and sat down next to him. She rested her head on his shoulder as she felt his hand move to her breasts and start to tease her. She felt the warmth of his hand as he moved it under her shirt to play with then. She moaned softly, loving his touch. She did think he was a bit more horny than he usually was that night. Rebecca had a feeling it was from him seeing what she ordered from that store and how he would have the chance to live out his fantasies.<br><br>Peter continued to tease her as he drove them back home. As she got out of the car, she was just as horny as he was. Rebecca wasn't prepared when he pounced on her when they were in the house. He picked her up and carried her to the couch. Peter asked her is he wanted to go again, yet he already knew she was wanting to have him again. She gave him a sly grin "What do you think?" She asked as he stripped her clothes off and laid her down on the couch. She bit her lower lip as she watched Peter strip. She felt his hands on her legs as she spread them apart and slowly entered her. He moved slowly, knowing she loved it when he dragged out his entry into her. She wrapped her arms around him as he whispered in her ear. Rebecca wrapped one her legs around his waist. "I can never get enough of you." She murmured as she pushed her hips upward towards him, taking in all of his cock into her inviting pussy.
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				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>05-10-2010, 18:44:05</strong>
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				Peter pushed into her, with as much passion as he ever had for her, even as much as their first time together. He was like a beast unleashed, his body churned inside hers. It was almost as if he was totally lost, totally consumed by his need for her. This was not unheard of, but not the norm either. Normally he was a slow and deliberate man when it came to making love. He kept his passions in check so that she would have the pleasure of several orgasm before he came. Not tonight, for it was as though he were possessed of some deep need, a longing to fill her body with his own.<br><br>He was hard, both his cock and his love making. He held very little back, and as he approached his apex he groaned loudly in her ear. His cum was like a firehose, it felt like he had never cum before in his life. When it was done, he stayed atop her, his body quivering inside her own. He began nuzzling her again, showing her his affection by kissing and lightly biting her neck and ear. He told her too, how much he loved her and how sexy she was. After a long time he got up and helped her up as well.<br><br>He lead her to the shower, where he washed her. He paid careful attention to her, lovingly washing her with her favorite scented soaps. He washed her hair as well. The whole time he talked to her about how it was the most incredible sex of his life. How he had been so needy by the time they arrived home that her just had to have her. She would be able to feel light bruises on her pelvis from the force of his unbridled need. When the shower was done he dried her and carried her to bed. He lay her there naked and lay beside her naked as well. He covered them and held her close to him, breathing in her scent and feeling her skin.<br><br>The next day was Saturday, Peter's birthday. There was no alarm clock. There was only the sound of his even breathing and heartbeat. There was the feel of his masculine body, and his scent in the bed and on her. He seemed very peaceful. Moving was a little stiff as she was indeed a bit bruised, not too badly, but she would have to walk a bit different today. Even in his sleep he held her closely to him. He was warm, and loved her so...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Birthday Slave (doom29169 &amp; Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>06-10-2010, 23:04:22</strong>
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				Peter seemed different as he pushed himself into her. He usually was slow and deliberate when he made love to her, but this time, he seemed lost in his passion. He thrusted into her hard. It seemed like he wanted to make sure he was satisifed and nothing else mattered. He had never been like this with her. <br><br>Rebecca then felt his cum fill her. To her, it seemed that it was more than usual. She then felt him nuzzle her and kiss her neck. She wrapped her arms around Peter and held him as he told her how much he loved her. They stayed like that on the couch for awhile before Peter moved to get up off of her. He helped her up from the couch. She knew from how she was feeling she was going to be slightly bruised from how hard he was with her. <br><br>Peter then lead her to the shower. She watched as he turned on the water and got it to the perfect temperature. She stepped in after Peter and then felt him start to wash her. He was so gentle and caring as he lovingly washed her. Her body tingled when he washed her hair as well. That was something he had never done to her before. She smiled as she listened to him talk. She loved Peter more than anything in the world. The both got out of the shower and Peter dried her off as well as himself. Rebecca wasn't expecting him to pick her up, but he did. Peter carried her to their bed and laid her down gently. He joined her and made sure they both were covered up. She felt his arms move around her and hold her close to him. Rebecca smiled to herself as she closed her eyes. "Happy early birthday, my love." she whispered.<br><br>Rebecca's eye s opened slowly. She looked at the clock and saw it was almost 11am. She could hear Peter's steady breathing as he slept. She turned herself slowly, so she wouldn't wake him. She was sore. Rebecca figured it was from how rough he had been with her last night. She was still in his arms, but now she rested her head against his chest. She then slowly moved out of his arms and had to fight the urge to groan as she moved off their bed. She quietly moved across the room to her dresser and pulled out a pair of panties. She slipped them on and then grabbed a pair of shorts and a shirt. She slipped those on and went tot he kitchen.<br><br>Rebecca started the coffee maker and went to prepare some breakfast. She made some eggs and toast. She placed them both on a plate and then went to find a tray she could place everything on. She finally found it and placed it on the counter. She put the plate of food on it and then grabbed the coffee pot and placed it on there as well. She went and grabbed some silverware as well as a mug. She placed them on the tray and picked it up slowly. Rebecca made her way back to the bedroom. "Rise and shine, birthday boy." She sang out as she entered the room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Birthday Slave (doom29169 &amp; Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 18:16:54</strong>
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				He stirred in the bed and turned to face her voice. The sun was already streaming in warmly through their bedroom window. He groaned a little as he sat up and twisted his back to work out the kinks. "Guess I'm over the hill now." he quipped and then saw the food and felt his stomach grumbling. "That sure looks good. The food looks good too." He said this with a smirk. He ate and shared with her. When he was done he drew her over beside him.<br><br>"Last night was amazing. You are amazing. I am a very lucky old man." He smiled again as he ran is fingers through her hair. "So, what should we do today?"[/color His question was a bit coy, he knew she would take him out for a fun day today. He wondered what she had planned. Would it be go-cart tracks, miniture golf, or the beach and arcade? She always planned such fun things for his birthday, he had long ago given up trying to get her to stop.<br><br>One year they had taken ballroom dancing lessons, which he had enjoyed especially getting to hold her close. Another year she had taken him to Disney Land. It was always fun to play and feel like kids on his birthday. There was never a shortage of fun things, and Rebecca seemed to really enjoy surprising him. <br><br>He grinned even more broadly as he slid his hand under her shirt, having realized she wasn't wearing her bra. He teased her nipples lightly as he smirked and watched her face. He leaned in and kissed her lips. "I love you Rebecca. Spending my life with you is the best gift of all. I hope you always want to be with me." He pressed his forehead to hers, increasing the intimacy of the moment.
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				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 05:43:59</strong>
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				Rebecca laughed when Peter said he was over the hill. "Well, if you are over the hill, I sure can't tell." She said as she walked over to their bed. "I'm glad you like." She added as she gently set the tray down in front of where Peter sat. She then climbed onto the bed next to him carefully, so she wouldn't spill anything. She watched him as he ate and then he shared some of the food she had made for him. He then drew her close to him.<br><br>She smiled at him when he spoke about last night. She wasn't going to tell him that she was a bit sore from his roughness. She felt his fingers run through her hair. He then asked her what they should do today. "Well, my love it is your birthday. So what is it you would like to do?" She asked him. She was thinking about taking him to the beach, maybe have a nice picnic among other things. But she wanted to hear what he wanted to do first. <br><br>His hand moved underneath her shirt and felt his hand move upward to her breasts. She felt him tease her nipples, which became erect at his touch. Rebecca couldn't help but smile from his touch. She kissed him back as she moved one of her hands to his cheek. She caressed his cheek even after the kiss was broken. Their foreheads touched as he spoke. "If I did not want to be with your always Peter, I would have never married you." She said softly. She then leaned in to kiss passionately. "What do you want for your birthday?" She whispered against his lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Birthday Slave (doom29169 &amp; Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 19:46:21</strong>
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				He returned her kiss, nibbling on her bottom lip before letting her go. He heard her ask what he wanted, and with all honesty he said, "To just get away. Go somewhere that work can't reach me. I want to spend my birthday with the woman I love in a cacoon." His eyes went distant unfocused as he thought a bit more. "Someplace we can have sex in public and no one will know us. Somewhere we can both be totally uninhibited."<br><br>He smiled at her again and finished his breakfast. Then he kissed her again before going off for a shower. Yesterday he had gotten in and out fast, but today he took his time, letting the warm water soak in. <em>40. I had always thought she would wise up by now, and realize that there was something better out there than me. Ten years later and she still hasn't left. Whats more she still wants me.</em><br><br>Out of the shower he fixed his hair and brushed his teeth, all the things he did to stay clean and healthy. He walked out wrapped only in his towel, but she wasn't there. He figured she was off making reservations or something. He pulled on a pair of boxers and a shirt and went searching for her. He walked all over the house, wondering where she could be. Had she left? Where would she go?<br><br>He called her cell phone, but no answer. He figured this was some kind of surprise, something she didn't want him to know about. He got on his computer and checked the email, making sure his "I'll be away" auto responce was set and in place. With that done he closed it down and went down stairs. Still no Rebecca, so he turned on the TV, wondering where she could be...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Birthday Slave (doom29169 &amp; Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 15:30:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Rebecca waited until Peter went into the shower. She quickly got dressed and went down stairs. She grabbed her purse and quietly made her way outside to her car. She then took off for the store. She knew what she wanted to do for Peter on his birthday, but wanted to pick up some things to bring along with them. She called a friend of theirs, who had a small beach house. She asked if she and Peter could borrow it for the afternoon. Their friend said yes and also stressed that the beach was very secluded and she and Peter could do whatever they wanted without worrying about being disturbed. She thanks her friend after she told her where to find the key that was hidden. <br><br>Rebecca went to the store and got a couple bottles of wine along with some food. She then stopped at a bakery to get a cake. She then made her way back home. She looked at the time and did not realize she had been gone as long as she had. Peter would surely be wondering where she went off to. She pulled up into the driveway and grabbed all her purchases. She then made her way into the house. "Sorry about that, Peter." She called out as she went into the kitchen. She then looked around for a basket and once she found it, she placed everything inside it. She went and grabbed some wine glasses and slipped then into it as well.<br><br>Rebecca then went to find Peter on the couch and leaned over, her arms wrapped around his neck. "Are you ready to go?" She asked as she kissed his cheek softly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Birthday Slave (doom29169 &amp; Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>29-10-2010, 14:16:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Peter was dozing, letting the warm sun lull him. He heard the door open and his own eye lids parted. He saw Rebecca walking in with a picnic basket and smiled. She had been busy, and obviously had some plan or other for him. He waved off her appology and smiled at her gentle prodding to be on their way. He smirks, "In a hurry? Alright, I'll play along." He gets up and lets her lead him to the car.<br><br>Once down he helps her pack the backet in the trunk so that it won't get jostled too baddly or slid around. Then he opens the driver's side door for her and slides into the passener seat. He admired her lovely body and face again, thinking how luck he was to have such a beautiful, sexy, and loving wife. "You look delicious today," he commented while she drove. He started touching her again, his hand came to rest on her bare thigh. His fingertips caressed the sensative flesh inside.<br><br>He teased her, sliding up and down until he came to rest on her panties. He pressed them against her pussy lips, teasing her more. He felt his cock strainng against his shorts, begging for release. He wanted to just make her pull over and take her, but the thrill of this seduction game was far to great for him to allow her that yet. After a while he finally slide her panties aside to touch the heated flesh of her pussy. He asked if she liked it. He asked if she wanted more.<br><br>By the time they arrived at the bungalow, he was ready to tear her clothes off with his teeth, but again he held back, continue the seduction was too much fun right now. He asked her if she wanted him. He told her that he was in the mood to tease her. He kissed her, a teasing kind of kiss and one that was meant to stir her longing, but not quench it. When he broke it, he was looking out the back glass doors. he saw the seclusion and beamed. "Take your clothes off, we're going swimming, and then..." he gave her best wry grin. She knew what he wanted, even as he began to take off his own clothes. Even at fourty he was still tone with a sinewy kind of musculature. He worked out regularly to stay fit and healthy and to keep her interested. He watched her do the same...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Birthday Slave (doom29169 &amp; Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 22:25:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Rebecca could not help but smile as Peter helped get everything into their car. They both then got inside. She looked over at her husband and smiled. She knew they were going to have a wonderful time. She just hoped he was going to enjoy his birthday. Rebecca started the car and headed off towards the highway. <br><br>Once they were on the open road, she felt Peter's hand on her bare thigh. His touch sent shivers throughout her body and felt her pussy start to get moist. How she loved his touch! She then felt his hand move up her thigh and rest his hand on her pussy. She felt herself becoming more aroused and wanted to pull over and take him, but she knew she shouldn't. They would never make it to the bungalow if that happened. She glanced over at him as she moved her right hand to his lap and moved her hand up to the bulge in his pants. She rubbed him through his pants. "I think you have the same idea as me, love." She said teasingly before she removed her hand from his pants. "But we have to get there before sundown." She added as she stepped on the gas.<br><br>She was so happy when they pulled up to the bungalow. It was secluded and very beautiful. They got out of the car and she moved to where Peter stood. She wanted her husband more than anything. Her pussy was dripping wet for him. "Yes I want you." She answered as she looked at her husband. She grinned as he said for her to take her clothes off and that they were going swimming. She was disappointed about the swimming, but knew she would be able to have him sooner or later. Rebecca watched as he undressed. He was just as handsome now as the day she had first seen him. She then slowly undressed. She tossed her clothes aside and moved to where Peter stood. She pressed her body against his and looked up "Are you sure you want to go swimming?" She asked as she moved her hands gently up and down his arms.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Birthday Slave (doom29169 &amp; Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>doom29169</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 15:42:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Peter watched as she slowly undressed for him. Her body was even more beautiful than when they had married. He smiled both affectionately and lustfully at once as she slid up to him. She asked if he was sure he wanted to swim first, which brought an even bigger grin to his face. "Oh yes, Rebbecca, I want to swim first."<br><br>He lead her out onto the beach by the hand, taking her into the surf. Both of them were naked and the water was a perfect temperature for swimming. Once they were out chest high he pulled her close and lifted her into his arms. He wrapped her legs around his waist and pressed her body against his erect cock.<br><br>He kissed her as a wave came toward them. He jumped to meet the wave, sliding himself against her. He let a few more waves come with the same reaction and then he asked her, "Aren't you glad we are <em>swimming</em> first?"<br><br>He knew she was very turned on, and he liked her that way. He kept her there, on edge, while he jumped to meet each wave. His cock would slide against her wet pussy and the ridge would catch her clit with each jump. When he was sure she could take no more he walked back out of the water, into the surf, and put her on her hands and knees. he asked her if she wanted him while he slide his organ against her, knowing she did. On his knees in the wet sand he pushed into her. It was not the slow love making from the night before, he had spent the whole morning getting them both hot and now it was just a couple who both needed it so badly. It was fast, hard, and very hot. He felt her delicious pussy, wet with desire, as he thrust into her fast and hard over and again, until he came deep in her body.<br><br>He took her into the bungalow and took a sweet long warm shower with her, cleaning her and kissing every part of her body. He smiled again and asked how long they had the bungalow for. he knew he could take a day or two off if it meant getting to play in the ocean with her.
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