Giving my husband a birthday gift...

I often like to tease myself through the day, building up sexual tension in order to have an even more intense orgasm when I get home. I am lucky enough to have my own office and lots of screen privacy, so I can easily skim stories to get the blood flowing. When I feel especially naughty, I'll wear a skirt for easy access so I can really tease myself. This past week has been my husbands' birthday week, so I've been... extra nice... to him during it. I wore my favorite skirt, pink and ruffly with his favorite underwear: a black lace thong. I started by reading some exciting f-f stories and lightly rubbing myself through my panties. As the day progressed, I was even lucky enough to have some titillating chats, which further fueled my fires. All throughout the day my panties became more and more saturated with my wetness; and I hovered as close as I could to orgasm without tipping over the edge. It was by far one of the most exciting and frustrating days of my life simultaneously... but I knew they payoff would be wonderful. I left a little earlier than usual in order to beat my husband home, and immediately stripped off my moist thong. I placed it on the small side table by the front door where he always places his bag and car keys, and rushed my way to our bedroom. I stripped naked and laid across the bedspread, eagerly awaiting my husband. As I waited, I resisted the urge to touch myself... to bring myself to orgasm. It was excruciatingly hard. It wasn't too long after that I head the door open downstairs, and my heart fluttered. I smiled as I continue to lay in the dark room. I listened as I could hear him walk into the house, place down his keys, and then a little bit of silence. I assumed this hesitation was him discovering my gift. I let out a soft giggle as I could hear quick footsteps as he ascended the stairs. As soon as he entered the room, I could see my thong in his hand; and a big smile across his face. He sat next to me, leaned over, and kissed me hard. His hands caressed my back, my neck, my shoulders, and tangled in my hair. He moved from my lips to my neck, one of my biggest turn on's. Something he knows will make me melt. I felt that familiar tingle as it became even more intense, which I didn't even know was possible. I don't think I've ever been as turned on in my life. He continued to kiss, lick, and nibble my neck as my hands moved down to his crotch. I gave a playful squeeze to his manhood through his slacks, and I could feel a moan escape his mouth. His penis was as hard as I ever felt it. I pushed him away from me and told him to undress and lay on the bed. He quickly complied, fumbling out of his clothes and flopping on the bed. As he lay on the bed, I straddled his face. I told him to make me cum, and without hesitation he began to kiss, lick, and rub my pussy. His hands made their way to my ass, squeezing and massaging as he licked me. I came almost immediately, my body shuddering with intense pleasure. I felt every muscle in my body tense up, and I collapsed down on top of him. As I came down from my orgasm, he caressed my legs and ass as I lay on top of him, his head still firmly between my thighs. When I caught my breath, I reached down and took a hold of his penis, feeling it throb in my hand. I started to jerk him. Slowly. Deliberately. Making long strides with a loose fist. He began to kiss me again, up and down the inside of my thighs in between his moaning. I took his head in my mouth, letting my tongue drag across his tender skin as I stroked his shaft. As I began sucking on him, taking in more and more of his penis, he began exploring me with his fingers. He alternated between rubbing my clit and massaging my g-spot. Again, he sucked my clit into his mouth... his tongue masterfully fluttering on my button. I began rhythmically humping my husbands face in time with my mouth bobbing up and down his shaft. I could feel another orgasm welling up as his hands began caressing my back as he pleased me. Seconds later, I came again. I shuddered with each wave of my orgasm and struggled to keep focusing on him. This time, my husband didn't let up. He continued to lick, suck, and rub my clit; this time with increased intensity. I took his penis in my hands and began stroking him furiously as I panted with pleasure. I could feel his tongue as it traced from my clit down across my lips. He would stick his tongue inside me, alternating between pushing it deep in me and fluttering at my opening. I began losing myself in the pleasure. I tried my best to continue stroking him, massaging and rolling his testicles in my left hand and stroking him with my right. I even felt his tongue begin exploring my ass, lightly pressing against me, circling me before returning to my clit. My third and final orgasm hit me like a brick. I screamed as my orgasm ripped through my body, and I rolled down off my husband. He massaged my legs as I continued shaking from my cum for what felt like an eternity. When I came to, my husband was smiling as he caressed my thighs and stomach. I told him to stand, and I squatted in front of him; taking his manhood in my hands. My right hand stroked him as my left made their way up to his nipples, rolling and pinching them as his breathing became heavier. He grunted that he was going to cum, so I wrapped my lips around the head of his penis and began stroking him as fast as I could. Before I knew it, he came in my mouth... only fair since I came on his three times in a row. I have taken a liking to teasing myself throughout the day and coming home to a wonderful session with my husband. Most of these stories would not be allowed on here, but I hope you enjoyed this one.