Birthday sex smoking Marlboro reds

Birthday Sex Smoking Marlboro Reds: A Deliciously Naughty Treat

In the hazy, flickering light of a cheap motel lamp, a birthday girl giggles with anticipation. Her big, natural tits strain against a barely-there negligee as she turns to her boyfriend, taking a long, sensual drag from a Marlboro Red. The scent of tobacco mingles with her sweet perfume, creating an intoxicating aroma that signals the start of a very special celebration.

“Mmm,” she purrs, blowing a smoke ring and biting her lower lip. “You know how much I love my birthday surprises. I’m just not sure you can top last year.”

Her boyfriend smirks, sauntering towards her with a glint in his eye. “Oh, baby. I’ve got something in mind that’ll make last year look like a walk in the park.” He reaches for his own pack of reds, lighting up and blowing the smoke in her face teasingly.

She gasps, playfully swatting his chest. “You’re such a bad boy,” she giggles, taking another long pull from her cigarette. The buzz of nicotine combines with the first thrilling flushes of arousal, making her head swim with delight.

The boyfriend takes the cigarette from her mouth, setting it in the ashtray before pushing her down onto the bed. She goes willingly, spreading her long, silky legs to reveal the glistening prize between them. “You naughty girl,” he growls, pupils dilated with lust and Marlboro Reds smoke. “You’re already soaking wet.”

“Mmmm, for you,” she breathes, arching her back to make her big, creamy tits bounce. “I’ve been thinking about you all day. Wishing it was midnight so I could unwrap my birthday present.”

He groans in appreciation, unzipping his fly to reveal his hard, throbbing cock. It twitches and pulses, eager to sink into her dripping wet pussy. She licks her lips, bounding up and taking him into her warm, wet mouth. He hisses in pleasure, tangling his fingers in her silky dark hair.

“Fuck, baby. That’s it,” he gasps, guiding her head as she bobs up and down his shaft. The movement makes her big, jiggling titsheidle and sway, a tantalizing sight. She takes him deeper, her tongue swirling around his sensitive tip. He grunts and gropes her bouncing cleavage, urging her on.

Reaching a fevered pitch, he abruptly yanks her off his cock, throwing her back down on the bed. She squeals in delight, spreading her legs wider in invitation. He roughly grabs her ankles, yanking her to the very edge of the mattress. “You want your birthday present, you dirty girl?” he growls, teasing her entrance with his tip.

“Yes! Please! Fuck me!” she cries, desperate for his thick cock. He smirks, lighting another Marlboro Red and taking a long drag. He blows the smoke over her quivering body, making her shiver. With a primal grunt, he slams into her, burying himself deep in her tight, grasping heat.

She screams in ecstasy, back arching off the bed. He ruts into her like a man possessed, both of them lost in the haze of cigarettes, sex, and birthday bliss. Her hands claw at his back as he pounds her, the bed creaking obscenely with every thrust. Sweat beads on their writhing bodies, slicking the way.

“Fuck yes, you like that, don’t you?” he pants, blowing another stream of smoke over her. “Like having your pussy stuffed full on your birthday?”

“Yes, yes!” she whimpers, tits heaving with every jarring impact of his body against hers. “Harder! Fuck me harder!”

He obliges, gripping her waist as he slams into her with renewed vigor. The friction is almost too intense as he plows her willing body, his cock hitting depths she didn’t know existed. She wails, nails digging into his pumping ass as she pushes back against him.

Reaching between them, she begins to furiously stroke her throbbing clit, driven to the very brink of reason by his relentless pounding. She can feel his Marlboro Red smoke mingling with the salty tang of their fucking, the combination of sensations making her light-headed.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop!” she chants, feeling her release building like a tidal wave. With a final flurry of movement, she shatters, screaming her pleasure as her pussy clenches him like a vice.

That sweet, spasming grip is too much for him, and with a guttural roar, he buries himself deep inside her. She feels the hot pulse of him emptying himself into her as his cock twitches and throbs, painting her inner walls with his birthday tribute.

They collapse onto the bed, an intertwined tangle of sweaty limbs and spent Marlboro Reds. The room reeks of sex and smoke, a heady perfume that seals their perfect birthday encounter.