Since Jacob’s birthday is coming soon, it would be lovely for me to treat him like a king and use me until his heart’s content. He’ll be whispering sweet nothings in my ear with that deep and intoxicating accent of his as he thrusts slowly inside me, getting progressively deeper and faster. And he would be making needy grunts and moans as I give him a nice blowjob. Oh, Jacob Frye is so full of wonders.
‘For the Frye Twins, we’d celebrate their birthday by doing something absolutely crazy, like highjacking a train or taking over a fight club and destroying all their contestants. High on adrenaline, we’d then jump back onto their train base and immediately go down on each other in bed; and I’d treat the twins to all the delicious birthday pleasure they deserve in whatever way possible. Maybe Henry can join us too~ 💖’
‘For Jacob’s birthday, we had the entire house to ourselves and we stripped each other to where we made love upon the floor. Hope Greenie got Evie a new rug after Jacob and I’s messy but amazing love making. Happy Birthday, Jacob, you Tricky Thunderhead.’
On 9th November at midnight, I stood before Jacob, wearing the baby doll dress he had given me on my birthday. His hands held my waist while the gaze of his hazel pierced my eyes. His request rendered me speechless when I asked him what he wanted for his birthday.
“You heard me… I want you,” he repeated. He had this ability to make me wet by just talking. I could feel him getting hard, as he leant in to kiss me. His kisses filled with passion, as his hands strayed all over my body. “I…”
“Take me…” I whimpered, under the spell of his touch. He swept me into his arms, our lips still locked onto each other. He gently placed me onto the bed and took me, hungrily.
His thrusts were fast and orgasmic as he filled my walls around him. His mouth pranced over the skin of my neck. I begged for him to take me, even more, when I heard him growl. He nibbled my neck, while his fingers pinched my nipples. “I am coming, Love!” Unable to string proper words, I wrapped my legs around his waist and arms around his neck, clinging on to him. “There!” he moaned, pressing himself deep inside me. He pulled himself out and fell next to me while catching his breath. Then he started laughing, “I might have given you a gift instead on my own birthday!” Those very words made me laugh.
I stroked his stubbled cheek. “Hey, Jacob…” I called and his eyes caught mine. “Happy birthday!” I whispered. His face glowed radiantly, as he rubbed the tip of my nose with his. He settled against the sheets but he looked like he changed his mind when I said, “I’ve got cake downstairs.”
So, we ended up gravitating to the kitchen, in all our naked glory.
‘Since Jacob’s birthday is soon, I think I’ll send him on a wild goose chase and when he finally gets back to the train, he’ll find me naked on the bed. I don’t let him touch me until midnight, when it’s officially his birthday. Once the clock strikes twelve, we have a full 24 hours to have birthday sex. Happy Birthday, my dearest Jacob!’
For Evie’s birthday we won’t bother with cake. We’ll just eat other out all day 😏. Happy birthday you sexy lady 😘
Confessed by @swiggle-muffin
Jacob doesn’t like celebrating his birthday as it reminds him of his mother’s passing. That makes my heart ache as well for I feel so sorry for him. I want to respect his decision, but I also want to subtly make this day so special. When he comes back home from a mission, he doesn’t find me at first. So, he starts looking for me through the house. As he opens the door leading to our bedroom, he sees nothing wrong, but as soon as he steps in, he feels his jacket pulled by someone. “Love?” he calls, “what are you doing?”. But I give him no response. I just love watching him as he throws me some sort of wink. When I manage to take part of his clothes off, he tenderly kisses me, holding my cheeks. After that, we need no more words as we both land on our bed and start our foreplay. Jacob only whispers an inaudible “I love you” while he is undressing me, then kissing me again, and again… making me his princess in the night; my body welcomes him, my fingers ache to touch every single inch of him… and lastly… he lets me ride him. Slowly, gently, passionately. Forever. And his sighs, his moans help my orgasm approach more and more.
(Happy Birthday to the Twinsssss!)
For Jacob’s birthday, we’d begin the day with me serving him breakfast in bed, with me wearing a very tiny frilly apron that barely covers my modesty and a very cheeky smile. Once he’s finished eating, I place the breakfast tray to one side and straddle him on the bed, whilst he gawps at me in my barely-there outfit. “Prepare yourself for a day full of being spoiled completely rotten, Mr Frye,” I whisper huskily into his ear. “Just wait until you see what other surprises I have in store for you!”
An hour or so later, the pair of us are collapsed in a sweaty tangled mess on the bed, after a long session of glorious morning sex. But the day has only just begun…
We head out to lunch, followed by a romantic stroll through the park, arms around each other as we snuggle to keep warm from the fresh November air, before we head back to our place where I give him a good rub-down with a relaxing massage with aromatherapy oils.
“Oh yes, oh yes, right there… mmmm that’s so good!” Jacob groans as my knuckles knead into his back and shoulders, relieving him of all that tension. “Enjoying yourself, birthday boy?” I purr as I lean into his ear, running my sticky hand down his back and giving his bum a squeeze.
“Oh… you bet I am!” he growls in response.
The evening arrives, and I cook him a delicious meal, accompanied by a bottle of Prosecco, soft music, and candles to set the mood- an occasion for which I have changed into a slinky evening dress, his favourite one he loves me wearing.
After dinner, we head into the lounge, light the logs on the fireplace and pour ourselves another glass.
“Are you ready for your cake, Mr Frye?”
I return from the kitchen with the cake, now wearing a stunning matching bra, panty and suspender set in red satin trimmed with black lace, complete with seamed stockings and shiny black heels. Jacob gasps when he sees me, eyes widening as he licks his lips ravenously.
“Mmm-mmmmmmnn,” he whistles. “Delicious… and I’m not talking about the cake, either,” he adds with a suggestive waggle of the eyebrows.
“Make a wish, birthday boy,” I reply with an alluring smile as I place the cake on the coffee table before him.
“Mmm, I think all of my wishes already came true, love!” he smirks as he blows out the candles. “But, I think I may be able to conjure up one little desire I’d like you to fulfil…”
I eagerly await his request, knowing by the dark gaze in those hazel eyes and the sinful tone of his voice that it’s going to be very, very naughty…
“Well… after I’ve… unwrapped my beautifully wrapped present,” he continued, pulling me onto his lap and trailing his hands over my satin-clad figure, “I would love very much for you to serve me some of that cake on that most exquisite body of yours…”
Biting my lip seductively, I give him a saucy wink. “Your wish, Mr Frye, is my command!”
Confessed by @thank-god-its-fryeday
For my favourite twin’s birthday, I have my last exam. It is French, therefore I’m sure Evie and Jacob would not mind inviting over Arno and Elise for some extra study help ;). Arno and Elise would teach me their language by whispering the filthiest things they want to do to me in French, while Evie and Jacob would sample their birthday present: me. After the exam, I would return home and allow Evie and Jacob to properly dive into their birthday present. They can tag team me all day and night!
Shao Jun was the emperor’s favorite concubine, and I’m sure she knows a thing or two when it comes to performing in bed. For her birthday, I’d love for her to teach me a few tricks, just for me to perform on her for her pleasure. I’m sure she is just as intense and passionate in the bedroom as she is in combat!