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Subject: {ASSM} "My 40th Birthday" (MF creampie rom) by Creampie Eater
Date: Mon,  2 Jun 2003 07:10:08 -0400
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My 40th Birthday
----------------

(A true story)

I turned 40 years old a few days ago.  Before you go
thinking that my birthday was a big deal, it wasn't. 
My 36th was a much bigger deal for me, because half my
life was over, statistically speaking.  My 40th wasn't
much more than an opportunity to pressure my wife
Perra for sex.

As it turns out, my birthday coincided with the
beginning of her bi-weekly period.  Not sure what is
happening there, but she seems to have her period both
frequently and inconveniently.  Her being on the rag
doesn't bother me so much, but it off puts her.  So,
no sex.  Bummer.

Last night made up for it.

Through a twist of fate, both of our kids were invited
to spend the night with friends.  Suddenly, Perra and
I had no kids to worry over, and we could "be a
couple".  Almost immediately, our neighbor Leslie
called to see if Perra wanted to catch a chick-flick,
because her family had gone to an Astros game and she
was alone.  Perra declined, wanting us to go out to a
patio bar and have some drinks.

We went out to a Mexican cantina, owned by a friend. 
Unfortunately, the patio was overrun with kids.  Since
we had unloaded ours, we didn't want to be near other
people's, so we sat inside.  Perra started drinking
right away, as if on a mission.  First, it was the big
margarita.  Then, she had a few beers.  It was like
she was trying to get drunk, which I found
interesting.

My wife has a very low sex drive.  More than that, she
regards sex as something to be avoided.  When she
drinks to get drunk, it sometimes means she knows I
want sex and is trying to "get in the mood" for it.  I
was interested to see if this was maybe the case, so I
slowed down my drinking.

After a couple hours, Perra was not drunk, but she was
relaxed.  When we got home, I thought we would march
up to bed, but the phone rang almost immediately.  It
was Leslie.  She wanted some appliance advice, and
Perra invited her over.  Drats!

For my birthday, I bought myself a wireless network. 
It is the D-Link AirPlus Xtreme G system, with a
802.11g router and a card for my laptop.  Very cool
shit!  I loved to be sitting downstairs and the
kitchen table and still be connected to the internet. 
So, it was not so much a burden to sit and web search
for Leslie and Perra as they discussed refrigerators
and dishwashers.

Perra pulled out her new favorite wine, Arbor Mist
Peach Chardonnay, and she and Leslie drank down the
bottle.  I hate the crap, so the girls drank it all. 
Eventually, I retired to the couch while they babbled
on, and I watched Trading Spaces on TLC (one of my
fave shows).  I dozed off, but awoke when Leslie
finally headed home.

I let out the dog while Perra went upstairs.  By the
time our bitch Audi had completed her duty, and I made
it upstairs, Perra was in the bathroom brushing her
teeth.  I went in and brushed mine, then went to the
kids bathroom to drain the snake.  When I walked into
the bedroom, Perra was walking to the bed, nude.  Yes!
I shut Audi out, then stripped and got in bed.

Now, normally sex begins for us with a very tedious
ritual.  I am required to rub her back until I am
practically asleep and my arousal is ancient history. 
Honestly, it sucks, but it seems to warm her up to sex
so I do it.

Last night though, I got into bed and clamped my mouth
over hers, kissing her deeply.  She responded so
eagerly that I knew the night would be special.  Even
better, that Peach Chardonnay made her mouth very
sweet tasting, inviting a nice long lingering kiss. 
It had been a long time since we kissed like teens
making out, and it was nice to rediscover that
passion.

The moment when I was sure Perra was horny herself was
when she gripped my head and twisted it so that she
could tongue my ear.  She only does that when she is
excited, so it also signaled none of that backrubbing.
 That got me very excited.

We began to rub each other's body, and I again
delighted in how smooth Perra's is.  Perra has grown
"ample" over the years, but her Rubenesque figure
excites me.  It is all curves and smooth lines,
without the boney bits.  Running my fingers over her
hips is arousing, and eventually I traced my way down
to her pussy.

At first touch, it was not wet.  I brought my finger
to my mouth, and swabbed it with my saliva.  Already,
my finger was fragrant with her pungent aroma.  I took
my finger back down and wet her clit, beginning to rub
it.  Perra arched her back, loving my touch.

My lips found hers again, and we kissed for another
long time.  Perra meanwhile had found my nipple and
began to play with it.  She has learned it is an easy
way to make me moan, and when aroused she loves to
torment my nips.  I enjoyed the pulling and pinching
she did, and moaned into the kiss we were still
sharing.

Suddenly, she rolled over, and I fell onto my back. 
With a nasty smile, she slid down to begin sucking and
biting my nipple.  I couldn't reach her pussy, so I
had to lay there enjoying the sweet torture.  I don't
love when she bites my nipple and pulls on it, but she
always follows that up with sloppy kissing and sucking
which feels really good.

She reached down and stroked my cock casually for a
moment, then nipped my nip again.  Ouch!  So many
conflicting messages of pleasure and pain!  What was
definitely pleasurable was that she dropped her hand a
little and began massaging my balls, something she had
never done before.

"Are they full?" she asked.  She rarely talked during
sex, so this too was novel.  Needless to say, directly
discussing the state of my nuts and ergo my semen
level was a first.

"God, yeah," I panted, wincing then panting when she
used her teeth again on my now-sore nipple.  "Babe,
that hurts," I was forced to say.

She didn't respond, but felt my nuts more while giving
my tender bud long lollipop licks.  Then, her hand
dropped yet again, to that place between my nuts and
my asshole.  She'd played there before, but her finger
kept dropping lower and lower.  Once, she actually
brushed over my browneye (a first!).  I moaned loudly,
of course, because I would dearly love her to play
with my ass.  She'd always wrinkled her nose and
flatly said no.  But last night, she brushed over it,
heard my moan, then went back and got so very near it.
 Just a few millimeters away!  I was left to ache,
because she slid up and kissed me hard.  She was being
really aggressive, and I liked it!

I rolled her over and began fingering her while
kissing her neck, ears, and lips.  She started
squirming a lot, and her pussy was now incredibly wet.
 I dearly wanted to go down on her, eating that
soaking pussy of hers.  However, she never wants me to
and in fact often demands that I stop.  The dirty
secret that I carry is that eating my wife's creampie
is very rare.  I am left to fantasize and write about
it.  Your gain, my loss.

But, feeling that last night was different, I told her
"I want to cum all over your pussy and then clean it
up."  Usually, she'll wrinkle her nose and splash cold
water on me.  But instead, she said, "do it."

Wow!

I couldn't believe my good fortune.  It was literally
the first time she agreed after I had said I wanted to
clean her pussy after I came in or on it.  Always
before, if I wanted to do it I had to just go for it
after I came.  She'd protest even while I slid down,
then cum hard when I did it.  It was as if she felt
she had to protest something sexual that she actually
enjoyed.  But last night, she agreed beforehand that
my orgasm would lead to creampie consumption.  That's
a huge change.  Maybe the Prozac is finally working! 
Or maybe, it was my birthday gift from her.

As if to emphasize the scenario, she rolled us onto
our sides then draped her leg over mine.  Almost by
magic, my cock was at her pussy!  I have a bad habit
of premature orgasm when I fuck Perra (what do you
expect when we fuck just four times a year?), so I
didn't go into her.  Instead, I slid my cock over her
pussy, enjoying the wetness she was producing and
bumping over her clit.  She jerked in pleasure
whenever I did so, adding to the excitement.

Finally, she rolled me onto my back and mounted me. 
She sat upright, sliding that wet valley of hers up
and down my cock.  I couldn't hold it anymore, and
burst my nut into the opening of her pussy.  I came
for a minute, my birthday cum gushing out.  I felt it
getting mighty sloppy down there, which kept me
cumming.  Finally, I stopped squirting.  Immediately,
I got that ticklish cock feeling, and told her to stop
rubbing on me.  She laughed, so I rolled over so that
she toppled over, both of us on our sides.  One side
effect of the ticklishness is that I was not at all
sleepy, despite a nice orgasm.

"I'm gonna eat you now," I told her, waiting for her
to stop me.  Instead, she pushed my head down.

Amazed at my good fortune, I went down and ate our
creampie.  It was really, really sloppy.  Perra spread
her legs lewdly apart (a fave for me!), and I tongued
up vast amounts of cum and her juice.  It was glorious
for me, to have my wife want me to clean up.  Soon my
face was covered with her juices, the creampie in my
belly.

Perra was moaning like crazy, telling me how good it
felt.  Soon, she began to whine, because she wasn't
cumming.  I think the wine was having an effect,
because she was wetter than I'd ever known her to be,
and her clit was extremely erect, but she wasn't
getting off.

Our sex normally consists of us jacking each other
off.  Sad to say, but it is true.  I slid back up and
began to rub her, thinking maybe my oral technique
wasn't up to snuff.  I rubbed Perra the best I could,
but her whines just got more insistent.  She needed to
find release, and couldn't.

"How about you masturbate and I watch?" I suggested. 
She sometimes likes me to watch and lick her
occasionally.  It is as exhibitionistic as she gets.

"No, just go back down and eat me," she panted.

Wow, being asked to eat her was surely a treat.  I
went back down and ate her harder, thinking maybe she
needed more a aggressive technique.  I sucked at her
clit, rolling it around my tongue.  When I slid a tad
lower and fucked her with my tongue, she moaned loudly
and her fingers slid down to masturbate.

As I suspected, she could get herself off.  With me
and her both going at it, she started to gasp.  She
pressed down on either side of her clit, and I took
the hint to suck it.  Damn, she started bucking hard
at my face, then juices began to almost pour out.  She
was finally cumming, and it was a beaut!  From my
position between her legs, I could see her mouth open
in a wicked 'O', no sound escaping.   I could also see
her stomach clenching.  It was extremely sexy.

After a suitable period, I hopped off the bed to put
on my undies.  I asked if she wanted hers because I
was going to let Audi in, but she said she didn't want
them.  I let in the dog, who started sniffing the sexy
wetness soaking our sheets.  For my part, I cuddled up
with Perra.  Sleeping nude is a luxury we rarely
enjoyed, since having kids.

She is still sleeping upstairs as I write this.  After
I send it off, I'll go up and see if maybe she wants a
repeat.  Even if not, I'll thank her for the belated
birthday present.  It was the best ever!

****

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