She said, "Come wish me Happy Birthday!"

The funny thing is, we had great sex when we dated. Neither of us are vanilla, but we never really talked about out wants, our boundaries, or our kinks. She was the premier dancer for the ballet in her first career and has the flexibility that one would expect from a person in that world. She was delicious. At the time, neither of us wanted anything out of the relationship, just a friend to share time with and have long, steamy sexual escapades... and we had a lot.


I knew that she was bi when we met, but she was so very graceful and ultra feminine that I never really considered her desiring a strap on. She always let me take charge and was pretty much game for letting me have my way with her. I loved going down on her for hours at a time... or waking up to her doing the splits on my face.


It wasn't until we realized that we were starting to want different things from our arrangement that I picked up on her desires to peg. I am pretty well endowed and she said that the only way she would let me take her ass is if she could take mine first.


But, by that time it seemed too late as we had both met others that we were interested in. We stayed friends, but it became more conversational than sexual. For her birthday, I bought her a strap on and told her that even though I may not get to enjoy being on the receiving end, I knew that she would enjoy it. She was delightfully surprised and giddy with excitement. She was also casually dating other people and on the verge of relationship at that point and I respected the boundaries.


I didn't see her much for the next year. I heard that she was doing well, but as the world shut down, I had little interaction with her. Then, on her birthday I got a text out of the blue from her. She said that she was doing some spring cleaning and came across some stuff that belonged to me and asked if I was home so that she could come drop it off.


I told her that I was just finishing a work out and about to shower but I'd be around all day. About 45 minutes later I saw her pull up to the house. She was wearing a sort of flowy wrap dress. The cut of the dress created a bit of a deep V that showed just the right amount of skin. But as she approached the house, I noticed that the only thing in her hands was her phone and car keys.


I met her at the door and went to give her a hug and she sort of backed up and said "NO" as she took one hand and pulled the loop in her dress to untie it. She told me to get on my knees and suck her cock.


So in the doorway of my house, I dropped to my knees. Her dress was open in the front, revealing the strap on that I had given to her for her birthday 3 years prior. She ended up directing me to drop my pants as she bent me over the sofa that I had bent her over so many times before. It wasn't about hurting me, but she wanted to make sure that I took her cock deep in my ass. She had clearly been practicing because she completely owned it.


After a while, we made our way to the bedroom. She laid me on my back with my legs over her shoulders. She wanted me to look her in the eye as she fucked the cum out of my cock. After I came, I wanted more! She made me beg for it, then decided to pound my ass. It felt so amazing, filling me up, stretching me both deep and wide. I came again. When she finished, she put her dress on and left the strap on right next to me. She thanked me for it, but said that she had acquired several of her own now. That was one year ago, tomorrow, one day before her birthday.


Last night, I received a text from her saying that she got herself a hotel room for a little weekend staycation and invited me to come "Wish her happy birthday"!

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