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From: mdurois@yahoo.com (Marie Durois)
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Subject: {ASSM} <Dulcinea> The Birthday Present (MF rom cons) by Marie Durois
Date: Tue,  5 Jun 2001 10:10:02 -0400
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The Birthday Present
(MF rom cons)
by Marie Durois

May, 2001

For MR


[AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is my story, and I would
appreciate it if my name and my email address were
always associated with it.  Obviously it has sexual
content.  Any person who has problems with that should
not read further.] 


She sat at her computer in glasses, robe and nightgown, 
drinking her first cup of coffee of the day on a sunny 
Friday. She'd get dressed and face the world later 
after doing a little work.  It was her birthday. The 
sun was shining and it looked like a lovely day. 
Unfortunately the man she loved would not be able to 
spend her birthday with her this time as he lived half 
a continent away from her. They'd met on the Internet 
several months prior in a chat room. Following that 
marvelous long "chat", they began engaging in lengthy 
emails and then progressed to phone calls and exchange 
of pictures.

After several months of conversation they'd finally 
met. He was as wonderful in person as he'd been in
writing and on the phone. He was also exactly as he'd
described himself. Oh, he wasn't perfect; no man (or
woman) is; but he was perfect for her, and it seemed
he thought the same of her. So they had embarked on
the expensive proposition of a long-distance romance,
jetting cross-country every two weeks to be with the
other. She'd just seen him last weekend so that mean
this weekend would be their weekend apart. She sighed.
Oh well, that's the way it worked out sometimes. 

The phone rang. A man's rich tenor voice sang  the 
entire, "Happy Birthday" song to her. She laughed
throughout, completely delighted. He really did have a
nice voice and had never sung to her before. Her face 
was bathed in smiles, just because he'd called. 

"You sweetheart!" she cried.

"I wanted to make sure I wished you a happy birthday.
You'll receive your present today, I guarantee it."
His voice sounded warm in her ear.

"Oh sweetie, you shouldn't have. We've both been
spending so much money on airfare. Just being together
with you is present enough," she protested.

At that instant, the doorbell rang.

"The doorbell just rang. I've got to get the door.
Drat! I hate it when people come to the door so early
when I'm not dressed or put together yet. Hold on." 
She set the phone down without waiting for his
response.

She opened the front door.  He stood there holding a
cellphone to his ear, smiling. 

She squealed, "Darling!!!" and wrapped her arms around
him and kissed him full on the lips exactly where he
stood on her front porch. 

He laughed, his arms encircling her, "I promised your
present would be delivered today."

She laughed and kissed him again, her tongue seeking
his, holding his head, her arms wrapped around him in
a tight embrace.

He extricated his mouth for a moment and said, "But I
can't really deliver the present on your porch in
front of the neighbors."

She gave him a coy little smile and took him into the
house, back to the bedroom "Oh, so I'll find something
I like when I unwrap the present?" She shyly stroked
his crotch where his erection was beginning to show. 

"I think you'll like what you find there, but the
present has multiple parts," he said as he took her by
the hand and led her back to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, he quickly undressed and they lay down
together on the bed. He gently undressed her, removing
her glasses, robe and nightgown. 

"You are so beautiful," he whispered. 

A tear formed in the corner of her eye and she smiled
a gentle smile. That he would say that seeing her this
way, fresh from bed, hair sticking up every which way,
in her glasses, no makeup, was incredibly touching to
her.

Then he began to touch her. He softly licked and kissed  
every inch of skin as it was revealed. She sighed 
softly and gasped as he reached especially sensitive 
spots. Finally he reached her pussy and began to focus 
his attention there. His fingers stroked inside her 
while his tongue danced on her clitoris as her pleasure 
increased and her hips bucked. Finally she screamed and 
cried out his name as she came, then fell back on the 
pillows. He looked up with a satisfied smile, his face 
wet with her juices.

He rose up and kissed her, deep and wet. Her arms were
around him and her legs were spread wide, waiting for
him. She loved getting fucked after she'd just cum.
His cock was stiff, ready for her. He slid it into her
hot, velvet tunnel. "Aahhh," she moaned, as he 
penetrated her.  He began stroking, first gently, then
harder and harder, his mouth devouring her while his
cock claimed her for his own. She panted with each
stroke until finally she came again in a loud shriek
as he buried his cock deeply in her, his own orgasm
breaking with hers.

He lay on her, panting, his sweat mingled with hers,
his cock still buried in her. She wrapped her arms
around him and softly stroked his hair, then his neck
and back, as much of him as she could reach without
moving. 

"Thank you for wonderful birthday present!" she softly
whispered into his ear.

He rose up onto his elbows and smiled at her. "Oh, you
haven't received it all yet. I won't let you leave the
bed until you've had an orgasm for each month we've
known each other!" He  kissed her on the mouth and
then moved down to where his face was ready to bury in
her pussy again.

She smiled and laid back contentedly, legs spread, as
he began to nibble on her again. This would be the
best birthday ever.

[AUTHOR'S EMAIL ADDRESS: mdurois@yahoo.com Comments
are invited.]

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