She had turned 50 the previous day, and no one – not her husband, not her three children, none of her friends – had acknowledged the occasion in any way, shape or form.
Never mind that she had insisted that they not make a big deal out of the milestone, telling one and all that turning 50 made her feel old, even though in reality she felt anything but old.
Her husband, David, had left for work earlier than usual that morning, after getting in late from a four-day business trip the night before, and all she had gotten in the way of a goodbye was a sleepy kiss.
So she had slept in, then shuffled around getting coffee, feeling sorry for herself. She'd have thought that someone would have at least wished her a happy birthday, but it was as if the date had slipped everyone's mind.
Finally, around 10:30, she climbed the stairs to get ready for work. Nita worked part-time for a large crafts supply store, mostly just to stay busy and for some extra spending money.
She got ready to get a shower, when she saw the envelope next to her makeup tray. The outside of the envelope was blank, and she opened it cautiously. She read the enclosed letter, which was written in David's precise block hand, then she smiled broadly. It read:
"Dearest Love, Let me be the first to wish you a belated Happy Birthday. Don't worry about turning 50; it's not so bad. As far as I'm concerned, you're just as beautiful and sexy at 50 as you were when you were 20. There is a reason why I didn't say anything to you yesterday, a reason you will soon learn. But for now, here is what I need you to do. Pack your makeup bag and a small overnight bag. One change of clothes is all you'll need. When you are finished packing, close up the house and be waiting out front at exactly 11 o'clock. Don't worry about work. I've already arranged for you to have the day off. Love, David."
Nita hurried and threw together her things, and changed into a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, and her sandals. The clock on the mantle was chiming the hour when she walked out the front door. Seconds later, her jaw dropped as she saw a stretch limousine pull up the drive. A uniformed driver – a pretty, youngish woman, as it happened – got out and opened the back door.
"Good morning, Mrs. Blanchard," the driver said. "My name is Chris, and I'm going to be your driver for the day. I hope you will make yourself comfortable. There are sandwiches and drinks in the little refrigerator, and you might want to grab a bite while we drive to your destination. Your husband tells me you have a busy day ahead of you."
"Why, thank you," Nita said, a little flabbergasted. "Where is our destination?"
"We'll both find out when you read the letter that's sitting on the fridge," Chris said. "Enjoy the drive."
Nita settled in the back seat of the limo as it pulled away from the house. She reached in the small icebox, pulled out a small sandwich and a bottle of water, then opened the letter. It was also from David, and Nita began to get a sense of what was up, and the thought thrilled her.
Her beloved husband of 28 years was playing a little game, sort of a high-end scavenger hunt, and Nita wondered just where it would end.
This letter directed her to a day spa in the city near the town where they lived, where she was to get, "the works," a manicure, a pedicure, a full-body massage, a facial treatment – everything that could possibly be done to pamper a woman.
Nita reveled in the treatment, and the whole experience put a tingle all through her body. She wasn't sure yet where the day was going to end, but she had a feeling it was going to end with David giving her one of his truly awesome fucks.
David's job as a senior vice president for a large corporation took him out of town a lot more than Nita might have liked, but when he was home, they still enjoyed a quality sex life.
They had met when they were both 20, when he was in college and she was working at a department store. From the very first, David had known exactly how to push all of her buttons, and he still did, all the time.
On the surface, it didn't seem like she and David were a match. David was nice-looking, but not movie-star handsome; he was solidly built – about 5-10 and fairly lean – but he was no stud muffin.
To the outside world, he presented a fairly quiet, serious demeanor, in keeping with his corporate image, but those close to him knew him as a knowledgeable conversationalist with a wry sense of humor.
Nita, on the other hand, was very pretty, with dazzling brown eyes that seemed to attract attention everywhere she went. And she still had a body that could stop traffic, with nearly perfect breasts and the butt of a goddess, held together by a frame that was a little taller than average and well packaged.
In contrast to her husband, Nita's personality could fairly be described as vivacious. She was the life of any party she attended, with a knack for finding the common ground in any conversation in virtually any setting.
Despite their differences, Nita and David had enjoyed a rich and happy marriage that had lasted 28 years and had produced two daughters and a son, plus two darling grandchildren.
Although she could be flirty, Nita had never given David any reason to doubt her love; and while he was gone a lot, Nita trusted David to bring his love home to her, rather than spending it on the road.
Nita contemplated all of this as she relaxed in the care of the workers at the day spa. As she was preparing to leave the spa, the proprietor handed her another letter from David.
This one sent her to the salon to have her hair cut and styled, "any way you choose." On impulse, she decided to have her dark brown hair – which was showing some gray – colored with the tips frosted, just for something different.
When she was finished, Chris, the driver, complimented her on her sexy look. Nita gave the driver a long look, thinking about one of her richest fantasies, then chuckled sunnily. She knew she'd never follow through on any of the lurid fantasies she enjoyed.
She and David had a number of hot fantasies that they shared with each other, but that's all they were. It was one thing to have fantasies and quite another to live them out.
They had had some friends who had tried to make their fantasies a reality, and they had ended badly. One couple had ended up divorcing after the husband caught his wife cheating, and the other couple had only stayed married after intense counseling.
As a result, Nita knew that none of their friends would ever quite be the same. So she and David were quite happy to keep their fantasies safely locked away in their minds, only to be brought to life when they were alone together.
The next letter from David took her to one of the city's most luxurious downtown hotels, and included a $300 tip for the driver. As she shook Chris' hand, Nita again knew with certainty that she could have had the woman, if she'd chosen. The mere thought made her pussy get all creamy.
Nita walked into the lobby, to the front desk and approached the concierge hesitantly.
"Yes, I'm Nita Blanchard, and I guess I have a reservation," she told the uniformed man behind the counter.
"Yes, Mrs. Blanchard, your husband has already secured the room," the man said in an accent that suggested some European heritage. "Enjoy your stay with us."
He handed Nita the envelope with the key card and the room number, and again her wicked mind conjured up all sorts of naughty thoughts about the handsome young man behind the desk.
As she rode the elevator to her floor, Nita had the thought that if this night ended as she expected, as she hoped, she was going to have plenty of fodder for the night's fantasies.
When Nita arrived at their floor, she was pleasantly surprised to discover that David had booked the hotel's honeymoon suite. And it was quite a love nest.
In the entry room there was a love seat, a full wet bar, a wide-screen TV with a DVD player and a stereo. In the bedroom, there was a king-size bed, a smaller TV and a hot tub. Surveying the front room, Nita was beginning to wonder how much David had shelled out for all of this.
Then she laughed. One only turns 50 once, so she figured she deserved it.
Nita was so swept up in the moment that she almost overlooked the letter that sat on the desk, and then she also noticed the two wrapped packages that sat on the floor. She read the letter, and she felt the flush of lust rise from her pussy all the way through her body.
"Dearest Nita, I hope you've enjoyed your day so far. I want you to feel like the queen you are to me. I also hope you had some nasty thoughts about your driver – and maybe the desk clerk as well. Maybe we can "invite" them to join us later. They were quite dishy, weren't they? Now, here's your next set of instructions. First, open the packages; they are special presents from me to you. Then, draw a nice hot bath, and make sure you avail yourself of one of the choices of bath oils. I want you feeling sexy tonight. If you want, you can even stroke that hot pussy and give yourself a nice orgasm, just to get in the mood. Maybe you can imagine Chris joining you in the tub, feeling her luscious tits, sucking her hot cunt. Or perhaps you can dream about the desk clerk. I'll bet he's got a real nice cock. Anyway, don't dawdle too long, though, because you need to be dressed and ready to meet me at the bar downstairs at 6:30 sharp. I have a big night in store for you, so get ready, 'cause Dave's got something for you (LOL). See you soon. Love, David."
Nita set the packages on the coffee table in the middle of the room then opened each one. She gasped as she opened the smaller package and saw it contained a panty, bra and stocking set. The panties were a thong – a mere wisp of satin – the bra was a thin half-cup and the stockings were thigh-highs, all black, naturally.
Then she opened the larger box and held up a red party dress of a clingy material that looked like it only extended to slightly above halfway down her thighs and left her shoulders quite bare.
Nita closed her eyes and visualized wearing the dress at some romantic restaurant, with David whispering sweet nothings in her ear. She shivered as another wave of lust rippled through her body. She decided then that it was time for that bath.
She stripped off her jeans and blouse, removed her bra and panties, then stood in front of the long mirror that hung on the door to the bathroom. Not bad for a 50-year-old woman, she thought, not bad at all.
She ran her hands up and down her body, spending an extra few seconds squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples, and gasped at the wave of passion that swelled in her.
After getting the bath water just right – adding a liberal amount of lilac-scented bath oil – Nita eased into the water and felt herself relax.
Again, she swept her hands over her body, feeling the slickness of the bath oil stimulate her nerve endings. Almost of their own volition, her hands gravitated between her legs, to her bubbling pussy, which was itching in its desire.
Nita gasped as she found her swollen clit with an index finger, and she slowly circled the hard nub as it emerged from its hood, ready and able to give her the explosive orgasm she'd been craving all afternoon.
As she lay back in the warm water, fingering her clit, she let her mind wander. She imagined that David was with her in the large bathtub, and that Chris and the concierge were there as well, watching.
Nita slid two fingers into her pussy while she stroked her clit with a finger from the other hand. She saw in her mind's eye, the driver, with her voluptuous tits and saucy ass, as she held David's cock, guiding it to her hot, horny hole.
She imagined the young man from behind the counter, naked and offering his cock for her to suck. It was a nice cock, hard and veiny, but in her mind she saw it wasn't quite as long or as fat as David's.
That was always the way she did it when she used a juicy fantasy to get off when she was alone. She always tried to make sure that any masturbatory fantasy she had involved her husband, and that he was the focus of her fantasy.
And at that moment he was focusing all of his attention – in her mind anyway – on fucking her hot, wet cunt and driving her to a big climax. She sank her fingers deep in her creamy cunt, then pulled those fingers out and sucked on them hard, like they represented a cock.
Before returning her hand to her crotch, she swept it over her tingling flesh and felt the crackle of mounting lust. Raising her hips out of the water, she attacked her pussy with a vengeance, imagining David fucking her hard while she sucked on the desk clerk's cock and fingered Chris' tight cunt.
"Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!," Nita cried as her orgasm built up to a head, and with a gasp the feeling crested and she shivered as the climax swept her away on a tidal wave of passion.
As she came, she imagined David filling her with his hot, creamy cum, and the young desk clerk covering her face with his steaming semen. Now there was a fantasy, she mused contentedly.
Then she slumped back into the water, her lust momentarily sated.
"You'd better be ready to fuck me and fuck me hard, David Blanchard," she said aloud to no one.
After a few minutes of rest, Nita sat up on the edge of the tub and set about trimming her bush so it wouldn't sprout out of her underwear. She contemplated shaving it altogether, but decided against it. It always felt great for a day or two, then the stubble began to get irritating, both for her and David.
But she did trim it pretty far off her legs this time and clipped it fairly short with her small scissors. The whole process sparked her arousal again, but she knew she didn't have the time or the inclination for another round with her hands. She wanted her next climax to be with David.
When she'd cleaned herself sufficiently and enjoyed the bath for as long as she could, she got out and got ready for the evening.
It was a few minutes before 6:30 when she took a last look in the mirror and felt a renewed burst of arousal swell through her body.
The dress was perfect. It was sexy enough to be enticing without being showy, revealing just enough of her modest cleavage to suggest possibilities without going overboard. And the length was just right, long enough that she didn't have to worry about her butt showing whenever she sat, but short enough to highlight her gorgeous legs.
So, too, were the underthings. The bra was just thin enough that the dress kept it covered, but enough that it left her with a modicum of modesty. The thigh-highs felt very sexy, and the panties – oh, goodness, the panties – cupped her pussy in a way that was most enticing, and the thong slid up the crack of her ass, sending shock waves of sensation through her crotch.
Nita was quite well made up, nothing garish, but well done. She felt sexy and beautiful as she strutted through the lobby toward the hotel bar. She glanced at the desk as she walked past, noticed that the same young man was still working, and threw him a sexy smile.
She also noted the looks she got from the men as she walked into the bar. She looked around for David, but didn't see him. She frowned at this, because it was so unlike him. His letter had said 6:30 sharp, and David was usually the most punctual person on the planet.
Nita decided that he must have gotten delayed somehow, so she sashayed into the club and took a seat at the bar. Thus, she didn't notice a man sitting in one of the chairs in the lobby who was gazing at her over the top of the newspaper he was ostensibly reading.
David Blanchard felt his cock twitch and his heart swell as he watched Nita walk into the bar. He also noted with some pride at how every man who saw her turned their heads and stared as she walked past.
After all this time, he still couldn't quite believe that she was his – and only his – that she had chosen him 30 years earlier and had stayed true ever since.
He knew what was going to happen, as long as he made no move to join her. Some man would inevitably work up the courage to sit next to her, he'd buy her a drink, try his best come-on, she'd flirt with him a little bit, then gently burst his bubble.
It was a game he'd watched her play many times before, and he always gave her just enough time to get her ego stroked just enough to bolster her spirits before moving in to sweep her away. He especially felt like she needed it today, to reinforce her feelings of desirability as she turned 50.
Sure enough, at length, a man ventured to the open seat next to Nita. David saw him buy her a drink, saw him strike up a conversation with her. That was his cue. He had a couple of things left to do before he gave his wife her final set of instructions in their little scavenger hunt.
Folding the newspaper, David stood up and slipped away. Everything in his plan was working perfectly. Nita would be occupied for enough time for him to complete the arrangements for her birthday surprise.
Nita found herself engaged in an animated conversation with a handsome, impeccably dressed man who looked to be in his early 40s. He was a visiting businessman from another part of the country, and he plainly believed he was God's gift to wayward women.
Nita laughed inwardly as she subtly led him on, giving him the impression that he was going to get lucky that night, while knowing there was no way in hell this guy would even get to first base. She idly wondered where David was, but she knew he'd show up soon. After all, he had promised her something special.
A half-hour had passed, and Nita was finishing her third rum and coke when the bartender handed her a letter instead of the refill the man next to her had ordered. Nita opened it up, read the letter and her brow furrowed.
"Well, it was a pleasure meeting you," she said to the man as she stood up and shook his hand. "But I have to go meet my husband. Have a nice visit."
She almost laughed out loud as she strolled leisurely out of the bar, recalling the rather shocked look on the man's face when he realized that his oily charm had gotten him nowhere.
David's letter had directed her to walk past the elevators to the area where the hotel housed its reception halls. As instructed, she passed the doors until she came to the third one on the left, then opened the door, stepped in and stopped in stunned silence.
"Happy Birthday, Nita!" the large crowd of people said in unison.
Nita just stared in disbelief, her hand over her gaping mouth, tears welling in her eyes. Across the opposite wall, directly in front of her, was a huge banner that read, "Happy Birthday, Nita: You're still pretty nifty at 50."
In but a second, her eyes swept the room and took in the crowd that had assembled in her honor.
She saw her mother and her longtime companion, her three children – and the two grandchildren – her friends, past and present, her co-workers from the crafts store, David's parents, his sister and brothers, and their spouses. They were all there for her, to help her celebrate her milestone.
And in the middle of the room, grinning from ear to ear, was her beloved husband, the man who had orchestrated this whole affair, and had done it completely without her knowledge. Nita burst into tears then, as David walked up to gather her in his arms.
"Happy birthday, my love," he whispered softly in her ear, as she buried her face in his shoulder and cried tears of joy.
When she had composed herself, Nita assumed her familiar role as the life of the party, and it proved to be quite an occasion. David had spared no expense, hiring a live band to perform, laying in heavy hors d'oerves and keeping a well-stocked bar.
David himself didn't drink, the result of an embarrassing incident that had occurred some 12 years earlier when he had gotten drunk at a company Christmas party and made some inappropriate comments.
Nita did, however, enjoy a few drinks in a social setting, but she'd learned long ago how to pace herself and she always knew when to quit.
Midway through the party, during one of the band's breaks, she walked to the stage and stood in front of one of the microphones. When she had everyone's attention, she spoke of her appreciation.
"I want to thank everyone for coming tonight," she said. "This is such a wonderful surprise that I just ... Quite frankly, I had been feeling down about this day, because turning 50 seems to be where you start to get old. But I don't feel old today, and for that I have to thank the man of my dreams, the man who made all of this happen, and made it happen in such an inventive way. David has been the rock of my life for so long, and I truly love him just as much today as I did when we were married. Sweetheart, you're the best husband a wife could have, and I hope we have many more good times in the future. Heck, let's plan on doing this again in 10 years!"
Later, as they danced a slow number, Nita let her body rub up close to David's, giving him a subtle dry-hump, and she didn't care if anyone saw. But if they did, they just kept their own counsel. Friends and family had seen David and Nita together at social functions many times before and they always got a kick out of the way the couple still acted like newlyweds.
As they danced, Nita whispered in her husband's ear, "I hope you're ready to fuck me, and fuck me hard, because I am so horny. This whole day has just put a charge in me."
"OK, darling, but I hope you know that I've got specific plans for you, so you'd better be ready," David whispered back.
"I'm ready for anything you can dish out, big boy," Nita said seductively.
"Anything?" David said, squeezing Nita's butt cheeks suggestively.
"Anything," Nita said.
Most of the guests had brought gifts, and Nita had opened them all. She figured she'd gotten more than enough from David, but when they got back to their room, after the party finally broke up, he had two packages for her that he'd had stashed away.
She was still wearing the sexy dress he'd gotten for her, and she was sitting on the love seat in the front room of the suite sipping a soda. The packages were wrapped in plain paper, and she quickly tore open the larger of the two.
She gasped when she opened the box and saw that it contained a vibrator, and a juicy one at that. It was easily 10 inches long and quite fat, and was made of smooth black plastic. She looked up at David, who had an evil grin on his face.
"Go on, open the other one," he said. "You'll probably like it even better."
Sure enough, when Nita got the second package open, she just stared lustfully at the large butt plug that sat in the box. It was bigger than the one she had at home, by quite a bit. This one was about six inches long and about two and a half inches wide at the base.
Nita could feel the flush rise from her feet to her head, and her pussy got juicy in a hurry. She stood up then and gathered her husband in a hot embrace, kissing him deeply, while his hands roamed over the body.
"I can't wait to see you use your new toys," David said. "Come on. I've been a good boy too long tonight. I think it's time we were bad."
In no time, David was naked, although in keeping with his nature he carefully hung up his suit and gathered his dirty socks and underwear in a neat pile. Nita, on the other hand, left her dress in a red puddle on the floor of the bedroom, along with her bra.
At David's insistence, she left the panties, the stockings and her heels on. As he lounged naked on the bed, his erection aimed at the ceiling, Nita slowly strutted toward the bed. She cupped her tits in each hand, then rolled each nipple between her thumb and forefinger.
She lay down on the bed, and they kissed slowly, with the smoldering tenderness of a couple who have been together for a long time. As they kissed, Nita moved David's hand away from his cock and replaced it with her own, softly stroking him.
Then she sighed as she felt David's hands slowly slide down her body. She squirmed as he caressed her breasts, flicking her nipples with his forefinger. Nita groaned as her arousal began to climb to a steadily higher pitch.
Quickly, he slid down the bed slightly and sucked her right nipple into his mouth, licking and nibbling on the pink tip, then he turned his attention to the other nipple and gave it the same treatment.
All the while, Nita slowly worked David's hot cock with her hand. Occasionally, she used her fingers to swirl the copious flow of pre-cum over the crown and down the shaft, getting him nice and slick.
She couldn't wait. Rolling him onto his back, Nita knelt on the bed between his legs, hefting his cock in both hands. She stared hotly into the eyes of her loving husband as she rubbed his leaking cock over her pursed lips, coating them with the clear fluid that welled from the tip.
Such a beautiful cock, she thought, and it's all mine. In her youth, before she'd met David, she'd had a few men who had bigger dicks, but none of them had combined David's classically-sculpted seven inches with his control and his inventiveness.
Even after 30 years, she still vividly recalled the first time they had made love. David had fucked her four times that night and she'd lost count of how many times he'd made her come.
Now, at age 51, he wasn't quite able to get it up four times in a night like he once did, but he was usually still good for twice in a night, especially if he'd gone several days without coming, and more especially if he'd dropped one of his little yellow pills, which he'd done earlier.
They'd always gotten a good laugh at the commercials for the drugs that treated "erectile dysfunction." They understood, as did most middle-aged men, that they were used less for erectile dysfunction and more as an aphrodisiac. And they had to admit, the drugs worked quite well.
David felt a shudder run through his body as he wallowed in the hot stare from his wife. He knew that look, and it was the look of a woman who was ready to do anything he wanted.
"Go on, baby, suck my cock," he whispered. "You know you need it."
"Mmmmmmm," she hummed as she slid the head of his cock past her lips. She worked a good two-thirds of him into her mouth then began the slow up-and-down motion that she'd perfected over the years, swirling her tongue around the shaft as she bobbed her head on David's dick.
"I do need it. I need it badly," she panted as she pulled her mouth off his cock and lapped at his shaft, treating it almost like a fleshy ice cream cone.
When Nita slurped David's cock back into her mouth again, he sat up on the bed, which had the effect of driving his cock a little bit deeper into her mouth.
As she worked her mouth on his cock, David slid his hands over his wife's tart butt, kneading the tight loaves, then he gripped the sides of her thong and pulled it tight, sawing the thin strip of material over her ass and her creamy pussy.
"Mmmmm, God," Nita exclaimed, wrenching his cock from her mouth and frantically rubbing the drool-covered head over her face.
David's cock was like a steel bar, and he decided it was time to kick things up a notch. He left Nita on her knees as he crawled out from under her, then reached over to the bedside table, picked up the butt plug and the tube of jelly, and knelt behind his wife.
He took just a second to once again admire his wife's saucy butt and well-toned legs, before he peeled her soaking-wet panties away from her crotch and slid them halfway down her thighs.
Nita groaned heavily as David slid two fingers between her juicy labia and rubbed over her clit, which was already sitting out of its hood in stark readiness. He used just the flat part of his fingers over her gushing pussy and back up to her puckered ass, getting it slick with her the fluid from her cunt.
Slowly, carefully, he pushed his middle finger into her pussy, and Nita cried out softly as he began to work the digit back and forth in her soupy cunt. Quickly, he added a second finger and used his thumb to roll her clit around.
Nita could feel her climax building to a white-hot crescendo, and she humped back on her husband's fingers to get herself there quicker.
But David wasn't having any of that. Before she could crash over the top, he pulled his hand away and let her cool down while he pulled her panties all the way off.
Nita growled in frustration, but there was laughter in the sound, because she knew the game he was playing, and she knew that the longer she held out before coming, the better it would be when she finally did come.
When he had discarded Nita's panties, David lay down on his stomach, with his hips in the air, and brought his face right up to her crotch. He stared at the pink slit, already wet and open, with the well-trimmed bush as a frame.
He inhaled the aroma of her arousal, and once again slid his fingers into her pie. He fingered Nita's pussy for maybe a minute, then brought two fingers up to her anus and circled the hole several times, getting it even wetter.
Nita moaned as she felt one of David's fingers penetrating her ass, while another finger pushed its way into her pussy. David quickly got a slow, but steady rhythm going, with two fingers working her crotch, one in her pussy and the other in her ass.
Just when Nita thought she was about to come, David pulled his hand away, gave her a few seconds to cool down, then slipped two fingers into her ass and two into her pussy and started in again.
Nita clutched the sheet tightly with her hands as the feeling welled up strong in her body. She so wanted to come from David's fingers working in her holes, but she also wanted to wait, to let the power build up in her.
But her control was sorely tested when David pulled his hand away, leaned in and swiped his tongue in a majestic arc from her clit over to her ass.
"Aiiii, God!" she wailed as her orgasm began to come to a head. David's lips and tongue were all over her holes like a madman, working her pussy for a few frantic seconds, then spearing her asshole for a another few seconds.
David was in heaven as he buried his face in his wife's twitching snatch. He was ready now to feel her body cutting loose, and she quickly gave him what he wanted.
Nita shivered and shook as her climax burst through her body from her husband's aggressive oral assault.
David didn't give her any time to recover. Pulling his face away from her crotch, he picked up the tube of jelly, squeezed out a generous dollop onto his fingers, then pushed them into her butt.
Nita felt like she was being swept away on a cloud of sensation as David fucked her ass with his fingers, getting the slick lube way up inside of her.
When he had her ass all slick and open, he pulled his fingers out, picked up the plug, rubbed his hand over it to get it slippery, then pressed the tip to her opening and slowly pushed it in.
Nita's eyes were screwed shut as she felt the huge intruder make its way into her ass. And when the fattest part entered her and the plug was locked in securely, she gave out a sharp scream that was the weird combination of pain and pleasure she always experienced when she first got her ass filled.
"Oh, God, David!" she squealed. "Fuck me. God, fuck me, baby. I need you in me. Feels ... so ... good!"
David was ready. He got up on his knees, moved in behind his wife, aimed his cock at the juicy opening of her pussy and rammed his way in with as much force as he could muster, filling her up with all seven inches in one screaming plunge.
"AHHHHHH SHEEEEEEIIIIIITTTT!" Nita wailed, and her entire body shook as another powerful orgasm exploded through her body from the strength of David's cock as it roared into her cunt.
David gripped Nita's butt as he methodically worked his cock back and forth in her pussy, then he leaned over, so that his chest was sliding over her sweaty back and whispered in her ear.
"Doesn't it feel good to have you pussy and your ass filled at the same time?" he said softly. "Imagine that I'm fucking your pussy while some other man is fucking your ass. We're giving you that DP you've always wanted. Doesn't it feel good?"
"Oh, baby, it's ... the best," Nita panted. She was barely capable of speech as yet another climax built up steam from the feeling of being filled in both holes.
Once her ass had gotten adjusted to the fat rubber plug, it was causing sensations like she'd never felt in her life. Coupled with the feeling of David's fantastic cock fucking her pussy, it was like she'd died and gone to heaven.
David could feel the power of Nita's super-slick walls as they tried to squeeze the cum out of his cock. But he resisted the urge to just plow her pussy for all he was worth and explode in righteous orgasm. He had something else in mind.
Nita's body was shaking hard as her third orgasm quickly rocketed to the top, and she gave out a gasping cry as it burst forth like a July Fourth fireworks display.
That was the cue David had been looking for. He reached down and suddenly, forcefully, ripped the butt plug from Nita's ass, and he nearly came right then as he marveled at the gaping hole it left behind.
Squeezing his cock tightly at the base, he jerked his cock from his wife's pussy and pushed it into her ass, hard and fast.
Nita did scream then, in absolute pleasure, as David rhythmically fucked her ass with his rock-hard cock.
David managed to get himself under control, but he decided he needed a way to rest for a few minutes, so he rolled onto his side, pulling Nita with him into a spoon position. In this way he could relax a little while still working his cock back and forth in his wife's butt.
And Nita saw an opportunity to really send herself over the top as she looked over to the bedside table and saw the long vibrator. She picked it up, switched it on and slid the long smooth pole into her dripping pussy.
As she held the vibrator with one hand, she squeezed her tits with the other, sending crackling sparks of sensation through her body.
David shivered himself as he felt the hard vibrator buzzing in Nita's cunt, mere millimeters from where he was leisurely fucking her ass. He could feel his climax beginning to boil, and he was ready.
Keeping his cock firmly in Nita's butt, he rolled back onto his knees, maneuvering her legs so that she was on her back. He picked up her ankles, placed them on his shoulders, leaned in so that she was bent almost in half and set about pounding his wife's ass with long, powerful strokes.
Nita's head thrashed on the pillow as an entire series of climactic jolts ripped through her body. She stared through lust-glazed eyes at the intense, almost demonic look in David's eyes as he fucked her ass with utter abandon, while she plunged the vibrator deep into her cunt with both hands.
They had long since passed the point where they were capable of coherent speech, and the room was filled with grunts, gasps and groans as they worked together in ecstatic harmony.
Just about the time Nita's eyes rolled back in her head from the intensity of her long-running orgasm, David felt the rusty crackle of his own climax. With a sharp cry, he plunged forward one final time then spewed a monstrous explosion of cum deep in his wife's ass.
He groaned in total release as he basted Nita's bowels with his hot cream, which he'd had stored back for almost a week.
Nita was barely conscious as she let the vibrator fall out of her pussy while she clutched at her husband's sweaty back. They held each other tight as their mutual climax finally ran its course, until David's sated cock slipped out of her distended ass, a flow of hot cum trailing behind him.
"Happy birthday, baby," David whispered in his wife's ear.
"Wow!" Nita breathed as she felt David roll to the side and gather her in his arms. "Mercy me, but that was good."
"Like I said, you're still the sexiest woman I've ever known," he said. "And I do love you more today than I did when we first met."
Just then, Nita's glance fell on the Jacuzzi in the corner of the bedroom, and a slow smile creased her face.
"How about we take a little dip in the hot tub?" she said. "Then maybe we can do this again."
"Oh, I think I've got a little more left in this thing," David said, squeezing his flaccid cock. "But the old body needs a little break."
As they relaxed under the churning jets of the Jacuzzi, Nita turned serious. She was lying back between her husband's legs, leaning against his chest.
"David, honey, how much longer are you going to have to travel like you do?" she asked. "That's the only thing in our lives that I'd change if I could. You're gone a whole lot more than I'd like, and you work so hard. I'd hate for you to get to retirement and not be able to enjoy it."
"Sweetheart, I honestly don't know," David replied. "I figure that if things continue as they are with the company, I'll be able to take early retirement with full benefits when I'm 61. That's 10 years, and they usually prefer the younger folks to do a lot of the legwork that I'm doing now. So I'd guess no more than a couple of years at the most before I get a more desk-bound position."
"Good, because I want to spend as much time as I can with you," Nita said, and as she did she reached behind her and felt David's cock, which was beginning to show signs of stirring.
"I don't know, you might fuck me to death if we spend too much time together," David said with a laugh.
"Yeah, but what a way to go," Nita said as she slid around and planted a hot, wet liplock on her husband's mouth. Their tongues battled furiously as they kissed, while Nita continued softly stroking David's rapidly hardening cock.
"So what else did you have in mind for my hot little body?" Nita said when they broke their embrace.
David pulled her to him and whispered in her ear, and Nita growled suggestively when he told her what he wanted.
They shut off the hot tub, climbed out, dried off then lay back down on the bed, their naked bodies slithering together. Moving easily, they quickly found themselves in a 69 position, both still lying on their sides.
Almost simultaneously, they each pulled up the other's left leg, exposing their aroused sex to the other's gaze. Nita's red, swollen pussy was already wet with anticipation, her labia splayed open, while David's cock sat up high and proud, and his balls hung low and ready.
There was no tease this time, no long build-up. Both Nita and David went right at the object of their desire, pressing their faces to the other's crotch.
Nita opened her mouth and slid David's cock past her lips, taking as much as she could handle in one fell swoop. David planted his lips on Nita's wet cunt, suctioning her whole sex into his mouth like a starving man.
As Nita's tongue swirled around the shaft of David's cock, David lapped at Nita's pussy like a dog, licking up her slit, then finishing with a flourish at her swollen clit. They both hummed in satisfaction as they pleasured each other with their mouths, with just a little assistance from their hands.
At length, Nita rolled David onto his back, the better to sink her mouth onto his now-throbbing hard cock. While she held his cock at the base with one hand, she used the other to caress his balls. David wrapped his hands on Nita's butt and pulled her dripping cunt onto his mouth.
David got his whole mouth on his wife's wet, pink pussy, sucking hard on the pliant flesh and evoking a frantic hum of lust from Nita's cock-filled mouth.
Releasing her from his mouth, he used his tongue to lick his way up her slot, up to her red, swollen anus. He licked all around the hole, and felt a surge of lust when it opened right up for him.
He fucked her ass with his tongue for several strokes, working a finger in behind it to open her up a little bit more, then returned his mouth to her pussy.
All the while, Nita was working nearly all of her husband's nuclear cock into her throat, something she wasn't able to do very often.
She reached down with a finger and lightly stroked the sensitive place right under his balls, then pulled her mouth off his cock, licked that finger and lightly rimmed his ass.
As she laved his shaft with her lips and tongue, she gently penetrated her husband's ass, pushing it in as far as the second knuckle.
David groaned as the sizzling feeling raced through his body from the way Nita was using him. He was rolling his hips in a steady motion to thrust his cock ever upward into his wife's talented mouth.
Nita gave a muffled squeal at the way David was punching all of her hot buttons, licking and sucking her pussy while slowly finger-fucking her ass.
They could both feel their climax starting to build, each sensing the other's passion mounting, based on long years of experience together. But David wasn't ready to come just yet, so he pulled Nita's body off his, and rolled her onto her back.
Nita looked up at her husband with lust-glazed eyes, her tongue licking her lips suggestively as she tasted the remnants of his cock. She watched as he picked up the vibrator, coated the tip with jelly and handed it to her.
"Put it in your ass," he commanded.
Nita spread her legs wide, took the long, fat vibe and pressed the tip to her gleaming ass. She groaned heavily as the smooth plastic rod slipped easily past her sphincter and into her ass.
When she had it in about three or four inches, she flipped the switch and growled at the swelling feeling of ecstasy that rolled through her body.
David slowly stroked his cock as he watched Nita writhe on the bed as she worked the vibrator slowly back and forth in her ass, getting deeper with every plunge. When she reached up with a hand in search of his cock, he knelt behind her head, letting her take over stroking the purple boner.
In turn, David reached over and took over the job of working the vibrator back and forth in Nita's butt while he buried his face in her juicy pie. He held her butt off the bed as he lashed her cunt with his tongue.
Even as her orgasm reached critical mass, Nita responded by stuffing David's cock into her mouth, and his hips did the rest, driving the shaft deep into her throat.
Just the feeling of her husband's cock using her mouth and throat like a 10-dollar hooker lit the fuse on Nita's climax. She bucked and thrashed in David's arms, her sweaty body twitching as the powerful orgasm ripped through her.
David seemed to be oblivious. He was licking and sucking on his wife's flowing pussy and pile-driving his cock in her mouth, practically skullfucking her.
But finally, he couldn't keep up with three things at once, so he lifted his head off Nita's pussy, howling in his runaway lust. He kept the vibrator churning in her ass, and lightly slapped her splayed-open cunt with the flat part of his fingers, sending spasms of sensation coursing through her body.
His cock was hard as iron as he filled Nita's mouth, working it back and forth hard. He decided to give her an extra jolt.
"Doesn't that big cock feel good in your ass," he panted. "Don't you love the idea of being a slut for me, taking the desk clerk's cock in your butt while I fuck your mouth like a whore. Yeah, work that cock, baby, show me just how hot you are."
All Nita could do was utter a muffled groan as another orgasm exploded through her body just from the thought of the red-hot fantasy David had placed in her mind.
David could feel his control slipping as he fucked Nita's mouth. He was waiting, waiting, waiting for just the right moment, and quickly that moment arrived.
Just as he felt the explosive crackle of his own climax overflow, he ripped his cock from her mouth, stroked it hard two, maybe three times and shot a huge series of cumshots all over her upturned face.
Nita squealed in delight as she felt the hot rain of semen splatter all over her face, and she opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue in an effort to get a good taste of her husband's delicious cum.
David shot ropes of cum over her cheeks, both eyes, her nose and into her hair, before he popped the head back into her mouth for her to get the last few spurts on her tongue. Nita hummed in orgasmic satisfaction as she squeezed the last few drops of cum out of his cock.
Finally, their climaxes ran their course, and David pulled his cock free, rolling on his back in sweat-covered exhaustion. He shuddered in delight as Nita lifted her head off the bed and gazed at him, cum still streaking her beautiful face.
After pulling the vibrator out of her well-fucked ass, Nita sat up slowly, a little gingerly, and brought her face up close to her husband. And she just stared at him lustfully as she slowly scooped up as much of his cum as she could get to with her fingers and licked them clean.
When she had her face relatively clean, she brought her lips to his and they kissed, long and slow.
"You are the man," she whispered.
"And you are the best," he whispered back. "Now, you don't feel so old, do you?"
"Baby, I'm gonna fuck you as long as I have strength left in my body," she said. "I'm going to love you just like this until I'm physically not able. I'll never get enough of you."
"Happy birthday, sweetheart," he said, as he maneuvered them into the bed and turned off the light. "You really are pretty nifty for 50."
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