The Birthday Present

Friday, April 4

Alicia Simmons poured two glasses of wine, one for her and one for her best friend, Mandy Parker.

"I don't know what to get Adam. I'm drawing a complete blank, Mandy. Adam's birthday is on Thursday next week, and I want to get him something special, but I'm completely out of ideas."

Mandy nodded sympathetically. "You always put so much thought into your husband's gifts, Alicia."

"I know and I'm totally stumped this year."

Alicia's long blonde hair cascaded down her back. She had the kind of curves that filled out her yoga pants perfectly - full hips that swayed when she walked, and a tight waist that contrasted wonderfully with her magnificent ass.

Her bubble butt was her signature, the reason Adam and every other guy couldn't help but stare. And she knew it, relishing the hungry looks she'd often catch.

"I just want Adam to feel loved and appreciated," she said with a hint of worry in her voice. "I'm starting to feel the pressure."

"Well, you could always go with a gift card," Mandy offered with a playful grin.

Thinner, with a patented no-nonsense attitude, Mandy was the edgier counterpart to Alicia. Her brunette hair, often styled with a touch of rebellion, underscored a street-smart sensibility that Alicia could never fully embrace.

Alicia gave her a sharp glare. "Very funny. You know I want it to be more personal than that."

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry... I'm sure you'll figure it out... so are you ready to watch Pitch Perfect?"

Watching the 2012 acapella based movie together was something of a tradition for the two women.

"Of course!" Alicia said, turning on the TV. "What platform did we watch it on last time? Peacock?"

"Ugh, I can't remember...."

Mandy did a quick search on her phone. "Yep, looks like we can watch on Peacock."

Alicia pulled up the streaming app. "Ugh, of course," she groaned when greeted with a login screen instead of a home page.

"Do you know the credentials?"

"No, but I think my husband has them saved on his laptop." Alicia opened the silver computer sitting on the coffee table.

When the screen unlocked, Mandy gasped.

"Oh my God. There are so many."

An Ass Full Of Diesel

Anal Boot Camp

Anal Brats

Anal Creampie: POV

Anal Makes Me Squirt

Anal Only Gangbang

Anal Orgy

Anal Size My Wife

Anal Soccer Moms

Anal Wives

Ass Fucked: Black Edition

Ass Fucked: Curvy Edition

Ass Fucked: Milf Edition

Ass Fucked: Redheads

Ass Fucked: Teen Edition

Assault That Ass

That was only the titles that began with A. The list just went on and on. Every title was themed to one particular sex act.

Balls Deep Inside Her Butt

Black My Wife: Anal Edition

Bubble Butt Sluts

Cum In Through The Backdoor

Cum Thirsty Buttsluts

Deep Anal

Double Team My Ass

Enjoy My Teen Ass

Finish In My Ass

Fuck My Ass

Fucked In Every Hole

Gape Me

Huge Ass, Tight Holes

I Like It In The Ass

In My Tight Young Ass

Let's Try Anal

Little Teen Anal Sluts

Milfs Love Anal

Monster Cock In Mom's Ass

My Anal Cheerleader

My Anal Nurse

My Anal Schoolgirl

My Anal Teacher

Nut In My Butt

Pound My Butthole

Pump My Ass Full Of Cum

Put It In Her Ass

Queen Of Anal

She Only Wants Anal

Stretch All of My Holes

Stuff My Ass Full Of Cock

Teenage Anal Princess

Tight Ass Challenge

Two Big Butts To Fuck

Up Her Ass

Wreck My Asshole

Your Mom Loves Anal

"Looks like someone has a one-track mind! I didn't know you and Adam were so into butt stuff... Hopefully, he gives you a break every once in a while!" Mandy said jokingly.

Alicia shook her head no. Mandy could tell that her friend didn't find her joke as funny as she did.

"You guys, er... don't..." Mandy asked, clearing her throat.

Alicia paused.

"I mean, way back when we were dating, years ago, he asked if he could... put it there and I said no way, never." Alicia said. "I feel bad. I had no idea it was such a big fantasy for him."

"I see.... Are you at all curious?" Mandy asked.

"Aren't we all? Of course I am..."

Mandy gave her an exasperated stare. She didn't understand why Alicia was always so uptight. But she managed to bite her tongue.

Alicia worked up the courage to ask the next question. "Do you and your husband...?"

Mandy nodded her head yes.

"And does it feel good?" Alicia whispered.

"It took a little, shall we say... practice, but yeah. Now it feels really good. I'm not always in the mood for it, but when I am, I ask him for it."

"Really? It's just that easy?"

"I never said it was easy, Alicia."

Alicia felt uncomfortable, unsure what to say. Mandy decided to elaborate.

"The first few times, it was... awkward. I had to really relax, and it helped to use lube - plenty of lube. There was some discomfort, but nothing unbearable. We went really slow, and my husband was super patient. Over time, as my body got used to it, it started to feel really good. Now, it's a way for us to connect on a really intimate level. It feels... fulfilling, in a way that's hard to describe."

"Oh my God, Mandy. You're such a slut." Alicia chuckled, trying to lighten the conversation.

"Is it really being a slut if it's for your husband?" Mandy answered, in a more serious tone.

Alicia gave Mandy a dismissive glance that she didn't appreciate.

Mandy returned her attention to Adam's laptop, scrolling through the files with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"No, Mandy... don't you dare..." Alicia warned.

Mandy ignored her friend. "This one looks interesting... 'Wreck My Asshole'... sounds very highbrow," she said, double-clicking on the hardcore film. The scene flickered to life on the laptop screen -- a tight raw, close-up shot that left nothing to the imagination.

Alicia groaned and immediately covered her face with her hands. "Mandy! What are you doing? Close that!" The sounds emanating from the laptop were mortifyingly explicit.

"Look Alicia," Mandy snickered. "That girl can really take it."

Just then, they heard footsteps approaching the bedroom door. "He's coming!" Alicia hissed, her eyes wide with panic. She frantically waved her hands at Mandy, mouthing, "Shut it! Shut it now!"

Mandy, still chuckling, quickly slammed the laptop lid down just as the door began to open.

Adam walked in, a confused expression on his face. "Hey. What's going on? I figured you two would be halfway through Pitch Perfect by now.... You okay, honey?" He looked at Alicia, who still had her hands pressed against her cheeks, her face flushed. "You look a little red."

"We were just about to start the movie," Alicia said a little too quickly, trying too hard to sound casual. "But, uh, I can't remember the Peacock username and password. Can you help us?" She offered a weak smile.

"Hang on... okay, the username is 'Simmons67'... and the password... it's 'BirthdayBoyApril'." He grinned, a genuine excitement lighting up his face. "Speaking of which, only a few more days until my big day! I'm getting so excited."

He stepped closer to Alicia, gently tucking a stray strand of blonde hair behind her ear. "Anything special you had in mind?" He smiled warmly at her.

Mandy, covering for her best friend, interrupted. "She's sworn me to secrecy, but you're going to have an amazing birthday present, Adam. Trust me on that."

Saturday, April 5

The next morning, Alicia texted Mandy.

AS: Hey Mandy. I had so much fun hanging out with you last night!

MP: Me too! It's always a blast when we get together.

AS: I still don't know what to get Adam for his birthday. Have you had any epiphanies? After he mentioned how much he is looking forward to his present last night, I'm really starting to get desperate.

MP: Two words...

AS: You have an idea???

MP: GIFT CARD

AS: Very funny. So you don't have any ideas then?

MP: I can't believe you're actually asking me this when it's so obvious...

AS: What are you talking about?

MP: His little film collection didn't give you any ideas?

AS: I don't think he needs any more butt based porn, Mandy. He already owns just about every single anal film ever made. I'd struggle to find one he doesn't already have.

MP: I agree. He doesn't need another adult movie. He needs the real thing.

AS: Ugh... I just don't think I can actually do that. I'm really worried about it hurting. And what if I'm just terrible at it?

MP: It's natural to be nervous! But honestly, if you take it slow, I promise, it can be amazing. You told me yourself that you were curious. As long as you communicate how you feel with Adam, and he listens to and respects you, (and I know he does) there really isn't anything to be afraid of.

AS: So what, I just buy a big ass gift bow (pun intended), put it on my butt cheek and tell him to have at it?

MP: OMG - if you do that, you have to send me a picture!

AS: I'm serious, Mandy...

MP: If you're serious, you do what I should have done when we tried it for the first time. You order a set of buttplugs and some quality lube. You prep yourself for it.

AS: A set of buttplugs?

MP: (link)

AS: You can't be serious.

MP: Quit being a pussy. Your husband deserves some ass.

Sunday, April 6

"Okay, so... anal," she thought to herself, a wave of nerves washing over her at the thought. "Is this really something I'm considering?" Her mind flickered through images -- some intriguing, some intimidating. She decided to do some research, figuring information was power.

She found several articles and online forums discussing the topic. Some were clinical, which made her a little uncomfortable, but others focused on how to make it a pleasurable experience for both partners.

A recurring theme caught her eye: preparation. She read more about what Mandy had mentioned - plugs - and how using them could gradually stretch and relax the muscles.

"That actually makes a lot of sense."

If she was even going to entertain the idea of exploring this with Adam -- and a small, but growing, rebellious part of her was definitely curious -- then it seemed logical to approach it with some level of care.

The thought of potential pain or awkwardness faded a bit as she focused on the practical side of things.

"Okay, plugs it is," she concluded. "If I'm going to try to climb this mountain, I might as well get the right gear."

She clicked on the link Mandy had sent and ordered a set of silicone plugs. They were due to arrive on Tuesday.

Tuesday, April 8

Alicia opened the package and pulled out a set of three black silicone buttplugs, ranging in size from small to large.

She removed her yoga pants and her panties. Then she spread lube on the toy. 'I can't believe I'm actually doing this...'

A wave of nervous heat flushed her cheeks. 'Is this really me?' she wondered, as a mix of excitement and disbelief churned inside her.

She carefully removed the smallest plug from its packaging, examining the sleek, smooth silicone. Then she applied a liberal amount of lube on the tip of the toy.

She brought the cool toy to her warm entrance. Slowly, she circled her tightest hole with the plug's tapered tip, getting used to the sensation. Then, she took a deep breath, and began to press it inward with deliberate slowness.

At first, her body resisted instinctively, clenching tightly around the intruding object, a primal protest against the intrusion. A flicker of panic sparked in her chest. 'Am I crazy for trying this?' she thought, her resolve wavering.

Alicia took a deep breath and tried her best to relax. She remembered a forum she read earlier discussed 'pushing outwards' rather than 'tensing up'. Like magic, the tip of the plug popped past the initial ring of muscle.

Once the widest part of the plug stretched her hole completely open and slipped inside, she let out a soft moan, overwhelmed by the intensity of having something filling her up so completely in a place no toy had ever been before.

She gave herself a moment to adjust, intrigued by the heavy, full feeling. It wasn't painful, it was unique. She worked the plug deeper very slowly. 'It's... not bad,' she admitted silently, a hesitant thrill coursing through her. 'Maybe Mandy was right.'

She worked the toy out, washed it off and hid the set of plugs away before her husband got home.

Wednesday, April 9

The memory of Tuesday's unexpected sensation had kept nudging Alicia all day. At work, during meetings and while answering emails, a phantom fullness lingered, a subtle pressure that was both strange and undeniably intriguing. Her thoughts drifted back to yesterday's experimentation, the surprising slide, and the odd sense of fullness... thoughts that had been surprisingly keeping her panties perpetually wet all day.

The moment she stepped back into her quiet house, the urge became irresistible. Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of her work pants as she hurried to the bedroom.

The medium sized plug waited in its discreet pouch. Repeating the process from the previous day, she lubed the toy and worked it into her needy hole.

As the larger plug nestled deeper in place, and stretched her wide open, it set off an erotic chain reaction throughout her whole entire body. Her cheeks flushed pink, and her nipples stiffened. Then a warm, tingling heat began to pool between her legs. Her folds glistened with arousal.

The more full her ass felt, the more desperate for attention her pussy became. Her hands began to explore her body. And when she could no longer resist, she began to rub tight circles on her needy clit.

Thursday, April 10

Adam practically ran through the front door. It was his birthday, and he couldn't wait to see what thoughtful surprise Alicia had planned for him this year, especially after Mandy had teased that his gift was going to be 'amazing' this year.

He looked around - the living room was empty. In fact, the whole house was dark and silent, an unexpected stillness that dampened his excitement.

Then, he noticed a card propped up on the coffee table. A simple, elegant birthday card.

He picked it up.... 'Just a card?'

Adam unfolded his simple present, feeling a mix of confusion and anticipation.

The handwriting inside was undoubtedly Alicia's - neat, elegant, looping cursive.

--

Dear Husband,

Happy Birthday! I love you so much! I really wanted to get you something special this year. I struggled to think of the perfect gift, but then I got lucky.

I accidentally stumbled upon the exotic film collection on your laptop. (You left it open, silly!)

Looking through the titles, it became clear to me that maybe I haven't been giving you everything you might want from a wife.

Maybe there are certain areas of my body that I've told you were off limits years ago that just might be more available to you today then they were when we first met.

Maybe I'm excited to explore this with you.

Maybe I've been training myself all week for this.

Maybe I'm ready to try it right now.

Maybe I'm waiting for you in our bedroom, just aching to give you your special gift.

Come upstairs when you're ready and unwrap me.

Your loving wife,

Alicia

--

Adam stared at the message.

Alicia saw the secret folder, the one he'd been so careful to keep hidden...

A wave of embarrassment washed over him as he recalled some of the more colorful titles. However, it was quickly followed by a surge of something else.

Hope.

Alicia? Open to...? It was a fantasy he'd tucked away so deep, in a very private corner of his mind that he'd never dared to voice. After all, since they began dating, Alicia made it crystal clear that 'butt stuff was never going to be an option'.

The thought of it actually happening felt surreal, almost a cruel trick of his imagination. 'Training herself? She couldn't possibly mean...?'

No. She was probably referring to something else entirely. He must be reading way too much into it, he told himself, letting his long-held fantasy cloud his judgment.

Then, he read the card again as he made his way upstairs.

'Certain areas of my body that I've told you were off limits years ago that just might be more available to you today then they were when we first met.'

His heart jumped. What else could that mean? He didn't want to get his hopes up, worried he would face a crushing disappointment if he had misinterpreted her message, or if even worse, this was some sort of twisted joke Mandy talked her into.

Adam pushed the bedroom door open slowly, his hand trembling slightly on the cool metal of the knob.

The first thing he noticed was a bottle of lube on the nightstand.

And then he saw her. Alicia was laid provocatively on their bed, completely nude except for the sheer black fishnet stockings that clung to her creamy thighs, and the bright red bows in her blonde hair that hinted that SHE was his present this year.

Her pose was a deliberate invitation, her body a feast for his eyes. Her modest perky breasts were thrust upwards, their nipples hard and begging to be touched. A soft, knowing smile on her lips, her blue eyes sparkling with a mixture of mischief and nervousness.

Adam's mind short-circuited for a moment, struggling to process the overt sexuality radiating from his wife.

Pure unadulterated lust crashed over him. He swallowed hard, his cock throbbing uncomfortably in his pants.

"Would you like to take my anal virginity, birthday boy?" Alicia whispered, her voice husky and laced with desire.

As the words left her lips, she shifted, rolling onto her side. Her magnificent, large ass now fully in her husband's view. Nestled perfectly between Alicia's substantial cheeks, and glistening with a hint of lubricant, was her medium sized plug.

Adam surged forward, stripping off his clothes with a speed that was nothing short of frantic. Buttons popped, zippers screamed. His discarded garments quickly formed a chaotic pile on the floor. In seconds, he was nude and had joined his wife on their bed, his body shaking with need.

"Easy, tiger," Alicia's voice held a note of caution. "Let's savor this. We've waited this long; a few more minutes won't kill us. I want this to be amazing for both of us, so slow down and breathe for me," she coached.

Adam nodded, his throat suddenly tight with lust so potent it felt like a physical ache. The sight of his wife, offering ALL of her body, had his hard cock throbbing with one simple purpose - to bury itself inside her. He kneeled there for a moment, frozen by the erotic sight before him.

Alicia, sensing his momentary paralysis, reached out a hand, her fingers gently wrapped around his forearm. This loving, assuring touch sent a jolt of pure electricity through his veins.

Then, with a slow, deliberate movement that spoke volumes, she leaned forward and pressed a wet, hungry kiss to his lips. Adam had been kissed like this by Alicia before. It was her way of communicating 'I need to you to fuck me, right now.'

After breaking the sexual kiss, Alicia's eyes, dark with desire, locked onto his.

"Maybe," she whispered, "you should start by taking my little friend out." Her gaze flickered down to the sleek black silicone nestled deep within her ass, an open invitation to breach her most private space.

With a deliberate slowness, Adam reached out. His palms, slick with sweat, pressed against the magnificent curve of her ass, as his wife was on all fours.

He could feel the subtle clench of her muscles beneath his touch as he gently grasped the base of the plug.

"Please," Alicia managed to whisper, her voice breathless. "... go slow, okay?" The combination of anticipation and the stretching sensation was very intense.

As he began to ease it out, his thumbs brushed against the sensitive skin around her hole, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from Alicia. It was an unexpected spark that shot through her.

Her back arched slightly, pressing her bare breasts more firmly against the mattress, the action both involuntary and provocative. A low moan, thick with arousal and a hint of vulnerability, escaped her lips. The sound was raw and honest, a clear indication of the powerful sensations coursing through her.

The plug slid free with a soft plop, the sound filling the otherwise quiet room. It left behind a wet, swollen opening that pulsed visibly, a testament to her body's readiness.

"How are you feeling?" Adam managed to ask, his voice shaky with excitement.

Alicia's eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking with Adam's. "So fucking turned on," she breathed, her voice urgent.

Her earlier hesitation had completely dissolved, replaced by a raw, demanding desire. "I need you inside me."

"Yes, ma'am," he answered eagerly. He reached for the bottle of lube on the nightstand, his eyes never leaving hers.

He squeezed a generous amount onto his fingers, his movements deliberate as he coated her most private opening, ensuring every bit was glistening. Then, with equal care, he generously slicked his own aching cock.

Alicia watched his every move, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. The sight of his lubricated cock sent another wave of heat crashing through her. Her hands clenched the sheets in anticipation, her knuckles white.

"Hurry," she urged.

Alicia jumped slightly when she felt the pressure of Adam's cockhead nestling against her tightest entrance.

Adam couldn't quite believe this was happening, that Alicia, his Alicia, was offering herself to him in this way.

"Remember, go slow and let me adjust." She could feel the heat of him, the hard, smooth head of his cock pressing against her, and it was both thrilling and daunting.

Alicia took a deep breath, followed by a slow exhale, trying to consciously relax the muscles that instinctively wanted to clench. It was an exercise in trust, in letting go of old inhibitions and embracing the unknown.

As Adam pressed himself into his wife, a low groan escaped him. In return, Alicia bit her lip, steeling herself not against pain, but against the overwhelming rush of sensation as she felt the initial penetration begin. There was a stretching, a fullness unlike anything she'd ever experienced, but it wasn't unpleasant. It was... intense, undeniably intense.

As Adam slipped deeper inside, filling her completely for the first time, Alicia encouraged him with a shaky whisper, "That's it... easy..." Her body was adapting and with each inch he gained, the more comfortable she became.

"Oooh, fuck... So big, stretching me... You feel enormous sliding inside..."

Alicia inhaled deeply through her nose as Adam's thick cock sank deep into her formerly untouched depths, her walls fluttering and clenching around the welcome intrusion.

"That's it, tiger... Nice and steady..."

Adam looked down, amazed at the incredibly erotic site of Alicia's asshole stretched around him. He was overwhelmed by the trust Alicia was placing in him. He wanted to savor this, not only the incredibly erotic sights but the soft sounds of pleasure she made.

"Does it feel good?" He wanted to push harder but also knew he had to continue to control himself.

Alicia shuddered, as she tried to put the complex sensations into words.

"Mmmmm, I feel so utterly filled, stuffed to the brim... it's feels so fucking good... keep ass fucking me, Adam."

"Can I speed up?"

"Yes... please... but more lube..."

He grabbed the lube and poured more onto his slippery shaft. Then, Adam grabbed Alicia's hips, his hands both firm and gentle, and began to slowly increase the weight of his strokes.

His efforts were met with gasps and whorish moans as jolts of pleasure course through her core.

"Does that cock feel good in your ass?" He wanted to hear her, needing to know how much pleasure he was giving her. "Tell me how wet I'm making you, Alicia."

"Ohhh god, it's made me absolutely drenched! Feeling you pounding into my ass somehow ignited my cunt like a raging inferno. I'm absolutely sopping down there, my juices dripping down my thighs as you rail my asshole!"

As Adam's strokes got heavier, Alicia whined desperately.

"Play with yourself. I want you to come for me, buttslut."

"Yes, sir."

Alicia wasted no time in slipping a hand down her body to frantically rub at her sloppy, swollen folds.

"Whatever you demand... I'll diddle my desperate cunt for you while you plow my tight ass."

"That's right. Rub that messy pussy for me. Come for me."

Alicia cried loudly, her whole body beginning to quake. "Yessss, oh god yes! You're gonna make me cum so hard on that cock splitting my ass! Don't stop, keep pounding me!"

Adam couldn't hold on any longer, emptying his balls deep inside his wife's ass.

Alicia's moans pitched higher and louder, as she edged closer and closer. "YESSSSS!!!"

Alicia's back arched sharply and then the dam finally burst, gushing fluids splattering obscenely on their comforter.

For a long moment, the only sound was their heavy breathing and the faint ticking of the clock. Adam remained still, buried deep within her, letting the waves of pleasure subside. He could feel the tremors still rippling through her, the lingering heat of her orgasm. Gently, he began to withdraw, his movements slow and careful.

"Thank you, Alicia," he murmured, "That was... beyond incredible. YOU were incredible. This was truly the best birthday present I could have ever received!"

"Oh my God... that was the hardest I have ever come, Adam... like it's not even close!" Alicia gasped, her breath ragged, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of pleasure. Tears welled in her eyes, a mixture of pure sensation and a surprising wave of emotion.

Alicia, still riding the waves of afterglow, looked up at him. A genuine and slightly mischievous smile spread across her beautiful face.

"Wow," she breathed, a soft laugh bubbling up. "Just... wow. Who knew?" She shook her head in delighted disbelief.

"I actually loved it, Adam. Like, REALLY loved it." She paused, a playful glint entering her eyes.

"Guess that makes me a... " She hesitated, drawing out the moment, then finished with a grin, "... a total buttslut, huh?"

Adam's eyes widened for a split second, then he burst out laughing, the sound full of joy. He pulled her closer, kissing her deeply.

"My buttslut," he corrected. "My amazing, incredible buttslut."

Epilogue - One Year Later

Alicia laid on her stomach on the cushioned table, her yoga pants pulled down slightly to expose the curve of her lower back, right at the base of her spine. Mandy sat beside her, scrolling through her phone.

"You're really going through with this, huh?" Mandy asked, glancing up as the tattoo artist, a thick, butch woman with colorful intricate ink covering her arms, wiped the stencil with antiseptic.

Alicia grinned, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Absolutely. It is the perfect birthday gift. What's a year of marital bliss and adventurous exploration without a permanent reminder?"

Mandy shook her head with a disapproving but playful smirk. "Adam is one lucky man."

"He is," Alicia agreed, a wave of affection washing over her as she thought of her husband. The past year had been incredible. Their intimacy had deepened in ways she hadn't imagined, their communication more open and honest than ever before.

(Plus, she just really loved getting fucked in the ass by him.)

"He still watches those ridiculous films?" Mandy chuckled, recalling Alicia's initial discovery.

"Oh, you bet," Alicia laughed. "But now, it's sometimes... research that we do together..."

The tattoo artist cleared her throat, signaling she was ready. "Alright, deep breath. This is your first tattoo, right? Might sting a little."

Alicia squeezed Mandy's hand as the needle began its work. It was a sharp, vibrating sensation, but her mind was elsewhere, picturing Adam's face when he saw the tattoo. She imagined his surprised grin, the way his eyes would light up with a mixture of disbelief and desire.

The buzzing stopped. The artist wiped the area again and applied a thin layer of ointment. "All done."

Alicia sat up carefully, craning her neck to look in the small mirror Mandy held up. There it was, just above the curve of her ass. "buttslut", written in small lowercase characters with Alicia's own neat, looping, distinctive cursive.

"Perfect," Alicia beemed, a genuine smile spreading across her face. "Absolutely perfect. He's going to love it."

(Author note: If you made it this far, thank you! I truly hope you enjoyed it! I'm always looking for feedback, if you have a thought or two, please share with a comment or a note! Thanks again!)