At 7:00 am I heard my bedroom door open. Someone crawled into bed beside me. Someone naked. I opened my eyes just a sliver and it was my new friend-boy, Mr. 7am. After I opened my eyes and saw him leaning over me and coming in for a kiss he said, “Good morning baby. I’m here to give you that birthday kiss I promised you.”
He had to work the late shift the night before and couldn’t make it to my party. So I told him he could come by after work and I would leave the door unlocked for him. I wasn’t really expecting him to come by after working all night, but I’m so glad he did.
He kissed me and then kissed my breasts and then kept going until his face was buried between my legs. Forget alarm clocks. I’d rather have a tongue between my thighs at 7am.
Mr. 7am is not my usual type. He’s a little country and from this small town, but he seems very genuine and laid back. He’s a foot taller than me, in great shape, and has just the right amount of chest hair (and no back hair). He was a vision to wake up to.
I grabbed his head and pulled him up to mine and kissed him. He tasted like sweet pussy…he tasted like me. I grabbed his ass with both hands and pulled him closer, letting him slide inside. For the next hour we fucked, and I sucked, and we fucked some more until we both came simultaneously.
That was the beginning of my birthday sexfest.
Over the next week he came by a few more times, always at 7am. Each time was better than the last. I always had to get up for work though, so we didn’t have much time to talk. That was fine with me. He’s hot, and willing, and makes me dripping wet.
As the week progressed I went on a couple of other dates, but they were all duds. I was completely unattracted to them. One guy couldn’t stop staring at my tits, and the other had no filter so any dirty thought that came to his mind, he just said out loud. Not the best dates I’ve had, but not the worst either I suppose.
Then on Thursday I got a message from a guy who lives quite far away and we started talking. This guy managed to get me so worked up so fast that I couldn’t wait to see Mr. 7am again. Unfortunately for me, Mr. 7am couldn’t make it for a few days for a few reasons. So I was left to take care of things myself.
Saturday I thought I was going to die of boredom until my friend DC asked me to meet her at the bar. We had a good time listening to music and talking until closing. At closing our friend Bacchus showed up. He invited me to go out bar hopping and we did just that…until 4 in the morning. I was exhausted Sunday, but pleased that we had such a good time the night before.
Well, hello Mr. Booty.
Since Mr. 7am had to work, I didn’t expect to hear from him until at least yesterday, but at 4pm Sunday he sent me a text. He said he could be here in an hour. What? Mr. 7am is going to be here at 5PM? What has the world come to? LOL
So I hurried to get ready for his arrival and in between getting ready I was still talking to my out-of-town friend online. Once again, he was getting me all hot and bothered, so by the time Mr. 7am got here I was ready to strip him down and go for a ride. He had other plans though.
When he came in with a six-pack of beer and a bottle of Crown I knew I was in trouble. He handed me a beer and sat down at the table. I joined him, reluctantly. As we drank our beers, we talked and he told me some funny stories. Don’t get me wrong. He’s a really nice, funny, charming guy, but I had other things on my mind. I do want to talk to him and get to know him better, but maybe some other time when I’m not about to soak through my panties.
Anyway, as we sat there I kept looking for an opportunity to make a move on him. I didn’t want to interrupt him as he was telling a story, and I wanted to let him finish his beer, and then his cigarette…but, but, dammit boy! Fuck me already! LOL
Finally I saw my opportunity. He stood up to go to the fridge and as he came back to the table I told him to come over to me, where I was sitting on my bar stool. I wasted no time in grabbing a hold of his ass with both hands and pulled him in so tight that I could feel his cock pressing against my thigh. He had on these gym shorts that made it very easy for my hands to slide in and down to his ass.
After some really good kissing, and his being shocked by how eager I was, he said, “That’s enough. Let’s go to the bedroom. Now.” He grabbed my hand and led me straight to the bedroom. He was undressed before I even sat down on the bed. I started getting undressed and was laying there on my side in just my underwear. Since I hadn’t planned on having company I didn’t have time to put on my fancy panties. You girls know what I mean. I just had on some cute orange stripped cotton & lace bikinis. He didn’t seem to mind. He took one look at me and said, “Damn girl. Look at that ass. You’re looking fine. Mmmmhmmm.” You have to imagine him saying it in a nice thick Southern drawl. LOL Needless to say, my panties didn’t stay on much longer.
I wore him out, and he did the same to me. By the time he left I was shaking all over from the five orgasms I had and I could barely walk. Twenty minutes later I was still shakey when he sent me a text that said, “Omg u r hot.” He texts like a 12-year-old, but he fucks like a pro. Either way, I was flattered and ready to pass out, which I did.
So that was my week of birthday sex and damn it was good. Hopefully it will continue and I’ll have at least a whole month of mind-blowing orgasm-inducing sex. 😉 I’ll let you know how it goes.
Happy humping (from the now 40-year-old Preacher’s Daughter)!