Susan woke up with her lovely long blonde hair covering her face; the sunlight had carefully wiggled its way between her strands of hair to find her eyes and disturb her dream. She stretched her arms out, realizing her husband was off working at the hospital and would be home late today. She touched her stomach carefully, relishing the knowledge that she was about one month pregnant to this date.
Today was also her boyfriend Martin's birthday; he was done with final exams so they had invited him to stay with them for the week until he had to go away for the summer. They deliberately invited him over today as they both wanted Susan to give Martin a very special birthday present, though the truth was more likely Martin would give Susan the gift of his virginity. Then for the rest of the week, Michael would watch as Susan and Martin enjoyed their last few days as boyfriend and girlfriend in gratitude for his helping her husband conceive their child.
After brushing her teeth and washing up, Susan took her razor and shaved her long gorgeous legs till they were smooth as silk. She then cleared all the pubic hair around her vulva. Susan remembered the look of awe on her boyfriend's face the first time he saw her shaved loins and wanted to see the same look for his birthday.
Next Susan went into the lingerie section of her walk-in closet; she needed something special that would ensure Martin remembered it was his birthday. After some searching, she settled on a strappy black bralette and panty set and spun around in it in front of the mirror just to admire her beautiful self.
Susan finished her dress with a sexy French maid outfit, then put a long coat on top. She walked down to the kitchen, had herself a quick breakfast, and walked out to the guest house opposite their swimming pool where Martin would be staying. She did a last-minute check to make sure the cleaning lady prepared everything correctly for her boyfriend, as it wouldn't be long before Martin arrived; she smiled when she saw all her boyfriend's belongings from his condo neatly organized in the guest house.
Sure enough, she received a call from the community guard that her guest had arrived. Punctual as always, Susan thought. At this time he should have had a good night's sleep and possess the stamina for an exhaustive day with her. Susan eagerly allowed the guard to let her boyfriend through, then texted Martin directly to come to find her in the guest house behind the estate.
Susan quickly took off her coat and hung it in the closet, took a dusting brush and pan out, and pretended to be dusting the furniture. She couldn't wait to see the look on her boyfriend's face when he finally sees her in her sexy French maid costume. She also took a bottle of lubricant from her pocket and placed it in a drawer beside the bed; they were going to need it.
Upon hearing footsteps coming toward the door, she quickly pretended to be dusting the clean leather seat up front, deliberately bending over so her firm toned buttocks faced the door. Her perfect ass would be the first thing Martin would see upon entering.
Susan heard knocking on the door.
"Come in! It's open!"
The door opened and Susan heard Martin enter and remain still for a moment; hypnotized by her wiggling butt. Then the sound of luggage being placed on the floor behind her.
Susan slowly straightened herself up, then turned around, the light reflecting off her beautiful long golden blonde hair; she must be giving off an angelic glow, she thought to herself.
Susan saw Martin, dressed in his usual short-sleeved shirt and shorts, his jaw dropped wide open. His smooth yellow skin glowed softly in the morning sunlight, and Susan noticed her Chinese boyfriend kept looking better and better. She was going to enjoy deflowering him today.
Susan smiled at him and said, "Happy birthday lover."
"Congratulations on your pregnancy!" Martin replied. He seemed more interested in her developing fetus than her, Susan thought.
Martin quickly kicked off his shoes, walked over, and gave her a big warm hug. Susan took advantage of the opportunity to nibble across his cheek, force his lips open with hers, and invade his mouth with her tongue.
After some passionate tongue play, Susan pushed her boyfriend over to the bed and lay him down on his back. Then she climbed over him and straightened herself over his face so he could see the crotch of her panties for a moment. She then sat back, straddling him on his pelvis, and unbuttoned his shirt slowly.
"How did you do this school year?" she asked.
"Good," responded Martin, distracted by her long blonde strands of hair that were now tickling his face.
Susan leaned down, opened his shirt, kissed from the opening and over his nipple, and removed his shirt. She then kissed down the center line of his torso while backing down to his belt buckle. She then opened up his buckle and shorts. While crawling back off the bed, she pulled his shorts and boxers off, leaving him lying on the bed completely naked.
She then crawled back onto the bed with him and noticed that his penis was still soft. She would take a little time to turn him on and get his blood flowing, she resolved, and she stretched both of her long, thin, athletic legs across his chest; she sat to his left side and took a moment to appreciate the contrast of her pale youthful white flesh against his dark yellow Chinese skin tone. Beautiful, she thought to herself. For a moment she wondered why more women weren't hooking up with Asian men.
Susan gently took his left hand in her right and guided it under her legs and placed it on top of her right lower leg. Keeping her hand on top of his, she slowly began using his hand to caress the top of her leg.
"What do you mean by good? Did you get all A's? Every single class?" Susan pressed him for the truth. She guided his hand up the outside of her lower leg and then let go; his hand gained life on its own and remained in position.
Martin could only nod frantically while his breathing increased in pace; she also felt his hand begin to slide slowly beyond her knee and onto her thigh.
"Really? Are you lying to me?" asked Susan as she looked sternly at her Chinese boyfriend beneath her.
"Really," stammered Martin, his hand still moving along the outside of her miniskirt. At this point, his fingertips had just gotten underneath her skirt him.
"OK, I believe you," Susan smiled back as she felt his fingertips glide over her panties. She knew that once men had their hands on her legs, they couldn't lie to her. Being a former lingerie model, Susan knew she could hypnotize most men, and some women too, with but a glancing smile. She knew men found her legs irresistible; they were a powerful tool she leveraged to ensure she heard the truth.
Martin then opened her legs and fitted his head between them. He began kissing the inside of her legs, from the knees to the crotch of her panties. He repeated the foreplay routine on her other leg, causing Susan to moan in lecherous appreciation.
Susan then wrapped her legs around his back and rolled them over; Martin landed comfortably on his back with Susan seated on his stomach. She then wiggled her butt down over his pelvis and felt the early beginnings of an erection. While sliding across his hardening shaft, she heard Martin's breathing become heavier.
Grabbing underneath his armpits, Susan lifted Martin's upper torso and they locked their mouths together so their tongues could dance passionately.
As they both moaned in pleasure, Susan felt Martin's hands reach the zipper behind her back and lower it. Then his hands grabbed both sides of her sexy French maid costume, pulling it down by sliding his palms over her arms until the costume was bunched around her waist.
Martin broke off the kissing so that he could kiss and nibble the flesh of her strappy bralette exposed, while his hands explored and enjoyed Susan's perfect legs. As the foreplay continued, their breathing became more exciting, and Susan felt his erection begin to strongly poke against the crotch of her panties.
Susan pressed herself down hard on his naked erection, then wiggled around so that Martin's hard glans rubbed against the entire surface area of her panty crotch. Martin growled and thrust up a few times in response to the pleasurable sensations she was creating.
"You like how that feels?" Susan asked softly.
Her boyfriend just nodded shyly.
"Good. I like it too. I like how it feels when your hard penis is rubbing against my vulva through my panties," she confessed softly.
With that, Susan wrapped her legs around Martin's back and rolled back, pulling him on top of her once again. On top again, Martin pulled her costume completely off of her, then wrapped his arms around her outstretched legs. He took a moment to admire her beautiful golden blonde long hair, her perfectly gorgeous face, and her firm, slim athletic body all presented to him in sexy black strappy matching lingerie. Susan was confident that she was the best birthday present he ever had.
"Is this OK for the baby?" he asked gently.
"Of course lover. Baby is safe in me, and we have this bed to cushion us," Susan reassured her boyfriend.
Martin kissed her left ankle, then ran his tongue down the back of her lower leg and onto her knee. He gently pressed her knee to her left breast, kissing and nibbling her inner left thigh until he reached the creases of flesh between her leg and vulva.
From there, Susan felt the sensitive flesh outside her panties getting nibbled hard by the mouthful. The aggressive nibbling then continued over the crotch of her panties, causing her to routinely buck her loins against Martin's lips. She groaned loudly at his oral stimulation; she liked how his mouth rubbed the cloth of her panties against her labia.
Then carefully placing his arms on each side of her to keep his weight off her womb, he began kissing up the crotch of her panties, extracting a few more primal grunts out of Susan. His kissing continued over her belly button, between her abdominal muscles until he reached her breasts.
Martin sat up on the bed cross-legged; while sitting up he gently lifted Susan onto his lap, holding her tightly against him so the glans of his erect penis poked into the crotch of her panties. Susan wrapped her legs around his waist, enjoying the feel of her skin against his while running her hands through his short black hair.
Martin then focused on nibbling on the flesh exposed by her strappy bralette; Susan looked down and enjoyed the contrast in skin tone between her caucasian flesh and his Chinese face, with her black strappy bralette serving as a sort of boundary. She realized she was breathing harder, and from time to time Martin thrust involuntarily into her panties.
After a while, Martin's hands reached up her back and undid her bra clasp. He then removed her bra and began licking and sucking on her nipples.
Susan wrapped her legs tightly around his back and began rubbing the crotch of her panties along his glans so that it began to push her panties into her slit. She groaned in pleasure when she felt her boyfriend naturally push his glans harder into her panties while orally stimulating her breasts.
Eventually, their grinding and breathing fell into an erotic rhythm, causing Susan to throw her head back in ecstasy, her hair floating in the air. The weight shift caused Susan to fall back, pulling Martin with her, who put his hands down around her so he would not fall on her womb.
Martin then slid his hands over her breasts, down her torso, and grabbed the waistline of her strappy panties. As he slid her panties off, Susan placed her feet on his shoulders so he could lift them off and toss them to the side.
His hands then grasped her ankles and began caressing the outside of her legs. Susan tilted her head up a little to see the contrast of her pale legs against his golden torso. She then opened her legs wide to each side, and grabbing his head, pulled her boyfriend's face into her loins, groaning in delight as she felt his lips and tongue slide over her shaved vulva and onto her labia.