Wife Bought Me a Virgin Teenage Fuck Slut for My Birthday! - Sex Stories

Wife Bought Me a Virgin Teenage Fuck Slut for My Birthday!

It was the eve of my thirtieth birthday and I was not exactly eager for the coming day. It was a Sunday and my wife, Nina, and I had decided against any kind of large celebration. I told her I was down on the fact that my twenties were over and she understood, so we decided we would spend the day at home with maybe a nice dinner and some of our favorite movies. “You can always change your mind, you know?” She said as she climbed into bed with me. My wife of going on two years now was just as beautiful as the day we met four years ago. She had long, beautiful legs, silky dark hair and a fit, runner’s figure. She was a long distance runner on a scholarship, in college, but that was before I met her. Nina was two years younger than me, and I’d always wished I had met her when she was still in high school. I’d have loved to have been the first to deflower her virgin cunt when she was sixteen and I was 18. Still, though, Nina was sexual dynamite when we first met. She’d routinely give me amazing blowjobs unprompted by me, and for my twenty-seventh birthday, she made a sex tape for me of her finger fucking her pussy that I still played when she was out of town and I was missing her. But lately the sex had become more routine, after the marriage, as it is wont to do. I was hoping, however that she had at least planned a special sexual presentation for me for my thirtieth, being the landmark birthday that it was, though I wasn’t getting my hopes up. It had been years since the ...

... passion had rivaled that of when we first met. The first time we had sex, some two weeks after we met, Nina and I went at it like wild dogs. She’d asked me to fuck her brains out, a direct quote, and I did my best to oblige her and when I was ready to cum, she insisted I blow my load on her face and then vigorously fingered herself when I finally gave it to her. There’d be times when she’d wake me up in the morning stroking my morning wood and make me cum into a glass which she’d then fill with bourbon and shoot. That was actually how she’d start her day sometimes! I’d caught myself a wild animal. But these days, she was as tame as household pussy cat. As she climbed in next to me, I started to cuddle up next to her and as she sat up in bed under the covers, I slipped my hand down into her panties and touched my hand to her warm, completely hairless slit. She looked over at me, unenthused. “C’mon, it’s my birthday tomorrow. Let’s get things started a little early.” I plead. “Let’s just wait,” She said. “Besides, I’m on my period until Friday.” Dejected, I pulled my hand out of her panties and turned over to go to sleep. Well shit, I thought to myself, I guess there is no grand sexual gift tomorrow after all. Unless she’s gonna let me fuck her ass. But she hasn’t let me do that in months. Nope, I thought to myself, tomorrow is just gonna be another boring day. The next day, I woke up to the smell of breakfast cooking in the kitchen. Smelled like bacon and eggs and maybe waffles. My ...