Backdoor Birthday Treat?

Birthday’s lose their shine in your 30s, and I feel a little guilty to admit it, but I’d usually rather just carry on with my day as normal. I don’t get excited by presents anymore, I have what I want, and I don’t enjoy all the attention and all the fuss. Like this year. I was taken out to dinner by my family, and as much as I love them all, they’re exhausting.

I’d already had a shitty day at work, then Dad drank a little too much and got fractious with a waiter, Mum told the same stories from my childhood I hear every year, and my brother’s kids, my darling niece and nephew, cried and complained throughout the meal. It wasn’t exactly a birthday treat, more like a birthday chore.

When we got home I felt drained, I had a throbbing headache, and all I wanted was to curl up on the sofa and watch my favourite film in peace and quiet. But then Melissa got on the sofa next to me, she kissed me, she gave me that look, and I knew she had other intentions.

I tried to fend her off gracefully. “Sorry Mel, I’m knackered. I don’t think I’m capable right now.”

She didn’t let that stop her. “You’ve not heard what’s on offer yet.” A grin tugged at the corners of her mouth.

Intriguing. I could just about manage to lie prone on the sofa as she sucked me off. “What do you have in mind,” I said. I looked down at my crotch, then back up at her. “It is my special day, and after the one I’ve had, I think I’ve earned a little treat, don’t you?”

Melissa’s grin spread wider. “I think that can be arranged. I’ve been planning a little something actually.”

I sat up. “Do I get to come in your mouth? Or on your face?”

She laughed at me. “Even better.”

“I’m not sure it can get better than on your face, darling.”

Melissa got up off the sofa. She turned her back to me as she opened her jeans. She pushed them down to her knees, her black lace knickers came next, then she bent forwards and arched her back.

God, what a sight. I saw something between her round, plump arse cheeks too, and my heart leapt up to my throat when I realised what it was. She looked over her shoulder at me. “You want to come in my arse, birthday boy?”

“Fuck yes.”

Melissa held her hand out to me and I leapt up off the sofa. Suddenly all that fatigue and malaise had vanished, a child-like birthday excitement rose up to replace them. We ran to the bedroom like two horny teenagers who were alone at long last.

We fell onto the bed together, kissing and pawing at each other through our clothes. It didn’t escape my notice that Melissa had prepared though, I noticed the tube of lube and her vibrator on her bedside table. I wondered how long she’d been wearing that plug too, probably throughout my birthday meal, maybe even longer?

Melissa tore my clothes off as she kissed and groped me, and I didn’t hold back either. She was breathing hard already, making sighing and gasping sounds as I squeezed her breasts and her arse, and as I rubbed her pussy through the front of her knickers. I slid my hand down the front of them and she was soaking wet already. Melissa must have had this on her mind all evening I guessed, it must have been turning her on for hours.

Melissa rolled over onto her front and raised herself up on her hands and knees with her glorious bottom pointed in my direction. I’m an arse man, a bit of a connoisseur, and trust me when I say Melissa’s derriere is sweet perfection. Its plump and round, but firm, it’s smooth, the sight of it never fails to make my heart beat faster.

Melissa arched her back like she was doing yoga as I slipped her knickers down to her knees, she showed herself off to me to maximum effect. The fake jewel in the base of her butt plug glittered in the low light.

She looked over her shoulder at me again. “I can’t wait to have you inside me.” She said it with such need in her voice it made my stomach tighten and my cock throb.

I took hold of the plug, I pulled it towards me a touch, then I pressed it back into her, and she moaned in pleasure. I turned and twisted it gently, and she wriggled and moaned louder.

Her cunt was flushed and slick below the plug, her lips looked gorgeous and plump squeezed between her thighs, I couldn’t resist. I stroked her with my other hand and her noises came with more urgency. I spread her, I pushed a finger into her pussy, and she groaned loud enough to make all the hairs on my body stand on end.

The barrier between pussy and rectum is surprisingly thin, and I could feel the butt plug in Melissa’s arse through her pussy. I rubbed and pressed it as I finger-fucked her, and Melissa whined and moaned, she pressed herself back against me. I slid my thumb down between her silky lips to find her clit; she jerked and groaned even louder as my thumb slid over it.

I pushed a second finger into Melissa, I twisted and turned them inside her; I teased that plug as I pushed and turned it with my other hand. I stroked her clit with the pad of my thumb, and she writhed and gasped and made noises that got my rigid cock pulsing.

Melissa looked back at me, her face was contorted in pleasure, she looked me in eyes as she explained in graphic detail what she wanted me to do. She told me to slip that plug carefully out of her arse, to lather my dick in lube, then to slide it into her, to push it in all the way. She asked me to fuck her from behind, she said she needed it now, she couldn’t wait any longer.

I continually thank my lucky stars that Melissa is an enthusiastic fan of butt stuff, she always comes harder with a finger or a small toy up her bum as I fuck her or lick her. It always makes her lose control when she’s on the edge of coming.

But we don’t do full anal sex all that often, and when we do, we usually take it very slow, lots of careful preparation, lots of getting her relaxed and ready gradually, but not this evening apparently. She wanted it fast. I guess she’d done most of the preparation herself earlier when she eased that plug into her bum. I made a mental note to ask her about the details of that later. We never did it doggy-style either, this really was a birthday treat.

I pulled the plug out of Melissa a little more before pushing it back into her, then I pulled it out a little further again. I twisted it back and forth as I worked it out of her bottom, I watched her arsehole stretching, coming open around the flared shape of it. The sight of her in this position, with her arse bared and spread, with the plug slowly coming out of her, it made me go dizzy.

There was a moment of tension, then Melissa groaned loudly in relief and pleasure as the plug came out of her arse with a wet pop. She already had the lube in her hand, she reached back and passed it to me. I squeezed a fat dollop onto my fingers then coated my dick with it. I poured more and more until I was slick and glistening, then I moved closer behind Melissa and took hold of her waist with one hand.

Melissa reached back and spread herself open with her hands on each cheek, the wonderful little devil. I pressed the tip of my dick against her arsehole, I moved forwards, and she came open around me easily. We moaned together as I pushed the head of my cock into her arse.

Fuck, it felt incredible. She enveloped the end of me in a tight, squeezing warmth, it made me feel impossibly sensitive. I held still to let her get used to the feel of me there, but she didn’t need to, apparently, as she pressed herself back to take me slowly into her.

I’d never seen anything so hot. Melissa was bent over before me, her slender back was arched, her full arse flared out, her hands were still on her wonderful round cheeks, and my slippery cock was disappearing up her magnificent bum. I had to tense every muscle in my body to stop myself from coming there and then.

Melissa didn't stop, she didn’t rest, she kept pushing back onto me, she moved slowly, but unceasingly, and she groaned and panted and trembled as her beautiful, chubby little arse swallowed my dick. She kept moving until my body met hers and I was buried in her as deep as I could go.

I laughed it felt so good. Her sphincter held the base of my cock tightly, it made the rest of me throb inside her like I was wearing a cock ring. She was hot inside; I could feel her trembling. I realised I was panting.

We held still together for a moment, then Melissa reached for her vibrator. It buzzed to life in her hands, she pressed it between her legs, she moaned deep and loud and long, and her arsehole tightened around me so hard I fought for a second time to stop myself coming.

Melissa looked back at me. She told me to fuck her in the arse.

Dear god, that was almost too much. I held still in her as I took deep breaths to calm myself, then I took hold of her waist, and I started. I eased out of her a touch, I felt her tight sphincter slide up me, then I pressed home, deep into her soft, tight backside, and we moaned together again. She eased forwards as I pulled back a second time, she pressed against me as I came back into her, and we were off. We were fucking, we were doing it together, she met each of my thrusts with one of her own as I fucked her there.

I tried to go slow, but it wasn’t easy. It felt so good, she was so tight and soft and hot, and I was dying to pound Melissa, to fuck her hard and fast, but I didn’t want to hurt her. I held back as much as could, but Melissa encouraged me to go faster.

She moved further off me with each thrust, she pressed back harder, she moaned and groaned gloriously, she made a real show of it, and we fell into a quick pace together. I fucked her harder than I ever thought she’d be able to take, but that vibrator was clearly helping, she sounded and felt like she was losing control already.

And then Melissa started talking again. She told me how good it felt, how she loved to have me in her arse, how big I was, how dirty it made her feel, she said it over and over, and I was sure she was doing it for my benefit, but she put on a hell of a performance. It sounded real, like she was in filthy heaven, and fuck, it definitely had the desired effect on me. The sight of her, the feel of her, what she was saying, it drove me wild, I let go and I fucked her harder.

We moved faster together, we got louder, more urgent. I got my hands on Melissa’s shoulders and I pulled her up so her back was against my chest. I squeezed her tits, I played with her nipples, as I slammed into her.

We fucked harder and harder, sweat beaded on our bodies, we groaned and grunted like rutting animals. Melissa kept her vibrator pressed against her clit, she ground herself on to me, she shuddered and clenched, it was magnificent.

It felt like Melissa was having as much fun as I was, and I could feel her orgasm coming. I was getting close too, how could I not? I held myself back as best as I could though, I wanted her to get there before me; I wanted her to climax with my cock in her arse.

We fucked until we were gasping for breath and dripping with sweat. I pulled on Melissa’s nipples, I pinched them the way she loves, I kept thrusting deep into her.

Melissa slid her vibrator back and forth over her clit like her life depended on it, her moans came louder, higher in pitch, they peaked, then she screamed out and she was coming.

Her whole body shook, she jerked spastically with each wave of her orgasm, her arsehole tightened over and over around the shaft of my cock, and she bucked and fucked me with her arse like a madwoman. It felt like she was trying to milk every ounce of pleasure out of me, it felt like she was desperate, frantic, and it was way more than I could take.

I groaned, “I’m coming,” in her ear, and this was usually the point I slid out of her and sprayed across her body, but not this time.

“Come inside me,” she gasped. “Come in my arse.”

That more than did it. I let go of that hot, deep, tension, and pleasure surged through me. A wave of sensation hit the end of my dick, something exploded behind my eyes, and I was coming, and I was doing it deep inside her tight little arse. My cock pulsed and twitched, and jet after jet of come pulsed out of me and I filled her there.

It was such a gloriously wicked way to finish; such a depraved and dirty thing to do; I came harder than ever before. My orgasm took hold of me, it convulsed my body, it overwhelmed my senses.

Coming in Melissa’s arse seemed to have a similar effect on her too, as her noises rose up and she was coming again, so hard she screamed and bellowed as it took her. If you’d have seen us in that moment you’d have thought we were crazy, or at least on some sort of wonderful drug.

When we were both done, we collapsed onto our sides together, laughing and hugging. I stayed in Melissa as I shrank, then I slid my wet cock out of her behind. We cuddled and she wished me a happy birthday again.

So it turns out birthdays can still have their shine as you age, it just depends on who you spend them with and what you do.

I’ll tell you another time how I repaid Melissa on her special day...

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