Careful...You Just Might Get It

Author: PervasiveReads

Description: Wishes are meant to come true especially when it is one's birthday. So careful what you wish for, you may just get it.

Harvey Beck slowly drifts into consciousness, his brain taking a bit longer to process the sensations that his body is experiencing than normal. He very slowly comes to his senses and realizes that the sensations coming from his cock are being caused by the most beautiful woman he has ever known. He also happens to married to her. Celia is taking him deep into her throat, all the way down to the base of his shaft. There is a fierce gleam in her eyes as they water just a bit from the effort of swallowing his entirety.

"Fuck…" Harvey moans as he fully comes out of his sleep. His fingers dig into the sheets on either side of him.

Celia let his prick slide out of her mouth with a loud pop! "Well, look who's finally awake," she says with a grin as she stroke his member with her hand. :I really thought that I'd end up making you bust all over me while you were still asleep."

The man props himself up on his elbows. "Had I known you were going to wake me up like this, I would have pretended to sleep."

"That would have ruined the surprise, wouldn't it?" she asks with a crooked smile.

"What's the occasion?" he asks, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Really?" she counters. "You're going to play this with me?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Harvey says.

"Oh right, you forgot about your birthday?"

"It's my birthday?" he says mockingly.

"You knew I was going to wake you with your dick in my mouth, didn't you?" his wife accuses.

Harvey frowns. "No, honestly I didn't know…"

"Didn't know, eh?" she mocks.

"No, I had…oh fuck…" the man moans as his wife takes him back into her mouth to continue what she had starts. Harvey falls back to the bed and lets the feeling of her magic mouth around his cock wash over him. Her mutters, almost to himself, "You're going to have a hell of a time doing something better later if you keep this up."

"Speaking of…" Celia says, moving up the bed to lay beside her husband before resuming stroking him with long firm strokes. "I was wondering if you would ever take your fantasy further than just a fantasy."

"I told you that I would never," he answers quickly, a bit of anger hinting at his tone. "I'll do the roleplay, but I would never…"

"I know you said you wouldn't," she interrupts. "But what if I wanted you to?"

"As much as I'd like to say yes, I'm honestly not sure…"

Celia laughs at his reaction. "Forget I said anything," she assures him. "Mind if we starts with me on top?"

"Like I'm going to say no," he says with a grin, pushing the questioning to the back of his mind.

She starts moving when Harvey puts his arms around her neck. "Something wrong?" she asks. "I didn't mean to push the issue and make you feel uncomfortable."

He shakes his head. "No, it's nothing like that." He sighs and continues. "Look babe, I just…as much as I would love to do something like that, I'm not sure how it would be afterward with us."

"What do you mean?" she questions, concerned. "Do you think I'd want to leave you?"

Harvey sort of shrugs. "I don't know…"

"Why would I offer something like that and then leave you?"

"Well, I'm not sure just one time would be it for me," he explains. "I mean, sure I could probably stop at one, but what if I craved more?"

"Then you crave more, and we get you more," she answers honestly.

Harvey pulls wis wife's face to his and kisses her deeply. After a brief moment of surprise she kisses him back. He breaks the kiss, smiling up at her. "That is not what expected to hear."

"Besides the fact that I'm your wife, I did take a vow," she says matter-of-factly. "And what kind of wife would I be if I didn't support my husband?"

"I'm not complaining," Harvey smirks. "But in reality, I doubt it is something we need to worry about any time soon."

Celia smirks back at him. "Oh, I don't know. Anything can happen," she says, straddling him at the waist before leaning down and pressing their lips together smoothly.

The man's head swims as she kisses him. Celia nibbles at his lip before sliding her tongue into his mouth to elicit a small sigh of pleasure from her husband. As they kiss, she plants her hands firmly on his chest and slowly rocks her hips back and forward to grind against his prick. For his part, Harvey lets his hands wander over every bit of his wife's gorgeous body, feeling the soft globes of her ass up to the glorious feel of her perky breasts through her shirt. Celia moans appreciatively as he explores her body, breaking the kiss for a moment to slowly and teasingly pull off her shirt.

"Fuck…" he mumbles when the shirt finally slides free to expose her breasts properly.

Celia delicately takes his hands in hers and places them on her chest with a squeeze. "You know, I used to always wonder why you liked them so much. Once I learned why, I became a lot more comfortable with their size," she purrs as he massages the soft flesh in his hands. A weak nod is about the best he can manage for agreement as he continues mindlessly fondling her breasts. Celia slowly leans down to kiss his neck. This has the secondary effect of pressing her breasts against his chest, which in turn causes another moan to escape from the man's mouth.

Moving his hands lower, Harvey grabs a handful of each of his wife's ass cheeks and squeezes firmly, earning a gasp from the woman in return. With the gentle motion of her grinding, and the amazing sensations that she is causing with her mouth, along with the feeling of her breasts against his chest, he cannot take any more. "Ride me," he whispers demandingly. "I want you to fuck me so bad…"

Celia withdraws from his neck, smirking. "Close your eyes," she says softly. Harvey does as he is told, feeling the head of his cock being pressed against her tight, wet entrance. After a moment of resistance, the tip of his prick presses up into her box. Celia and Harvey both gasp in pleasure as he slips inside her. The two of them moan in unison when she allows herself to slide down the length of her husband's tool until eventually her ass cheeks rest gently against his thighs.

Harvey groans as he feels his wife tense and relax with his shaft buried deep inside her. "Shit!" he groans. "You're fucking tight. Did you do something to…"

"Or you are a little girthier than usual," she says, though her voice is softer and more childlike than before. "Open your eyes."

When Harvey opens them they go completely wide. Sitting atop him, with him inside her, is not his wife. It looks like his wife, but a very much younger version of her. "What the fuck…?"

"Surprise!" she cries out. "You get your wish."

"My wish?" he repeats.

"You know," she answers him with a vigorous nod of her head. "You wanted a young girl, and now you got one. Me!"

"But how?"

"Are you really going to go there?"

The man frowns. Here is his wife, and a younger version of herself, naked with his cock inserted in her. Why the hell would he ask such a question? "Only one time then," he mutters.

"Why's that?" she asks inquisitively.

"I don't want to get addicted," he gives her as an excuse.

"So you're saying that you can just stop at one time?"

He nods. "Especially since it's you."

"We'll see about that," Celia remarks as she leans down slightly to put her hands on his chest. After a moment, she slowly leans forward more until her husband's cock is almost all the way out before sliding slowly and soothingly all the way back down. "How does that feel?"

Harvey moans in response. "Really fucking good, but I've got just one question before we continue."

She smiles down at him. "What's that?"

"You like this…how old are you?"

"You remember that picture from Christmas? That one where I was in the shower with my mom, the one my dad snuck in to take."

"Ten?" he blurts out, remembering the conversation they had about that Christmas and the amazing sex they had afterward.

"Yep," she croaks as she starts to slowly increase the pace of her movements. "Now hush and enjoy it, cause it's only going to get better." She emphasizes her words with increasing pressure on his chest in order to pick up her pace. Another moan escapes his mouth as he grips her hips and starts thrusting up into his much younger wife as she comes down, causing a moan of her own to slip out of her mouth. "Shit, you can just keep doing that too!" she puffs as she bounces up and down on him, faster and faster. She leans backward to grip his legs behind her as she starts forcing herself down on her husband's member as hard as she can.

The bed begins to squeak beneath them as Harvey begins to feel his orgasm start to approach with his wife's enthusiasm. Each time he hilts his cock deep in her, Celia lets a small moan slip. Watching his wife in this young form, he cannot help but notice the tiny clit laid bare before him. He moves one of his hands to start stroking it. Celia's gaze, which had drifted to the ceiling because she became lost in the act, snaps suddenly back down to what her husband in doing and she moans loudly, "Oh fuck! Keep doing that." In response Harvey quickens his pace on her little nub and it is only seconds before Celia stutters out a brief warning. She moans as her orgasm overtakes her. She begins quivering and twitching instantaneously.

This is the final straw for the man. He feels his own orgasm rip through his body. Momentum more than anything keeps the two of them moving through their synchronal orgasms. Harvey deposits his load deep inside his childlike wife. Eventually she leans to the side, allowing the man's slowly deflating cock to slip from her ass. She lies down bedside him and looks up to his smiling face.

"You're probably never going to tell me how you did this, are you?" he says.

Celia shakes her head. "It's going to be my little secret."

Harvey smirks. The afterglow of the best sex of his life cuts through his expected nervousness. "It was fun, but something that I shouldn't get used to."

"Why not?" she inquires, stretching out her legs and raises her arms above her head.

"Well, as I said before…"

Celia cuts him off with a fingers to his hips. "I know, I heard you the first time," she murmurs quietly before leaning in and replacing her finger with her own lips, kissing him deeply. Harvey returns the kiss, losing himself in the feeling of her small body against his as she leans in and lets their legs get tangled in the kiss. Breaking the kiss she says, "Shower with me?"

"Are you going to stay small?" he asks, feeling his cock stirring at the thought of her doing so.

"Only if you want me to," she answers.

"You know I do."

"I do." She takes his hand and leads him out into the hallway and a short way down the hall to a very spacious and luxurious looking bathroom. A large spa and shower combination fills one corner of the room, which is where she leads him. It is perhaps one of their favorite places to fuck in the house. She turns on the shower and pulls her husband underneath the large showerhead.

Despite the spacious nature of the shower, Celia stands right up against the man, grinding her pussy and ass along his cock and pushing her perfect breasts against his belly. This is normal for them, but usually her breasts rub against his chest and not his belly. Celia's smaller size makes her sexier as well as the action that she is performing now.

"You're usually the one cleaning me, but this time it's going to be me," she insists. From the moment she begins washing him, Harvey's cock is begins to grow and in no time it is back to its full hardness to nestle between her cunt lips and ass cheeks. Celia makes some excuse about the drain and slips off him to turn around and bend over at the waist. In the process she grinds her very tiny and luscious ass right into her husband's prick.

As she leans back up, he slides an arm around her belly to grip her tightly. The other slips around her to take her mostly erect clit gently, but firmly beneath his fingers. "All right you fucking tease," he murmurs. "Time for you to get some of your own medicine."

Celia giggles girlishly and mutters something that her husband doesn't quite catch as Harvey start to stroke her clit rapidly. She bucks at the sudden increase in pace as he takes a firm grip of one of her breasts. After a few moments of hard strumming, he suddenly slows, rubbing her clit ever so slowly. This is turn elicits a whine from his girlish wife. "No, don't stop…"

Harvey grins devilishly and shakes his head. "Are you sure?"

Celia groans immediately. "Keep doing that. It feels so good." She moans loudly when he drops in two fingers into her tiny snatch.

He holds her against him tightly with one arm while pumping her cunt with his other hand. The arm gripping his tiny wife's breast takes her nipple between two fingers and rolls it lightly, causing her to groan again, this time much more loudly. Celia is forced to rely on him to keep her standing as her knees suddenly go weak.

Again, Harvey slows his pace, and this time Celia lets out a whimper at the loss of sensation. "You are so damn mean," she puffs. "I was getting close."

The man smiles and starts fingerfucking her again, and the moan that his wife gives makes his heart leap. Gently at first, but more firmly as she eagerly responds, he begins to pinch the nipple that he has in his grip as well as roughly massages the breast attached to it. Celia plants both of her hands against the shower wall and Harvey has to more of less hold the entirety of her weight as for the second time this morning her orgasm creeps up on her. Sensing that she is close, Harvey starts to plant rough kisses down the side of her neck and his wife can no longer hold back. She climaxes, throwing her head back with a moan and blasting girl cum all over his invading fingers.

As she gradually recovers, Harvey pulls his finger free and allows his arms to drape comfortable across her chest and belly until she can finally stand on her own to feet. "Remind me to tease you more," she murmurs, turning in his embrace to face him, placing her arms around his waist.

"Why do I have the feeling I fell into your trap?" Harvey asks.

"Trap? I have no idea what you mean," Celia says with a giggle. "I do know that you're under my spell."

"You can say that again," he remarks with a grin.

"I've got an idea for something new, or at least different," she says cutting off the water and then spinning around to reach for the counter and the bottle of lubricant sitting there.

"I know where this is going," he says with his grin getting bigger. "It's a good thing they have remained the same since you were little."

"Yeah, you've had plenty of practice, otherwise this would be a learning experience," she agrees matter-of-factly. Celia squirts a generous amount of lubricant across her chest. "Sit on the edge there," she instructs, gesturing to the side of the tub. As he does so, she kneels down in front of him, massaging her handfuls. "I know you love fucking my tits, so here's your chance to fuck a little girl's tits," she murmurs, taking a firm grip on each of her breasts to envelope his hardness between them as best as she can. If they were ever massive they would engulf the man, but they are not. It doesn't matter because they have had plenty of practice.

The feeling of her soft, warm breasts encasing his rigid shaft makes the man moan almost immediately. And to think of his wife as a little girl, playing out his outmost secretive fantasy just enhances the experience. "Fuck that's good," he manages to say amidst the low moans his wife coaxes from him.

"I know, you say that all the time," she says sarcastically as she bobs up and down, slowly increasing the pace which she slides her chest up and down the length of her husband's hard cock. After all his protests, the amazing view of Celia's gorgeous and childlike body, combined with the delightful sensation of her small breasts now rapidly stroking his manhood, Harvey knows that he is on borrowed time. "Want to finish here?" she asks, grinning up at him, ever so slightly out of breath.

The man nods, and with a strangled grasp, she lets him slip from between her breasts to start stroking his pecker hard and fast. Keeping him pointed right at her chest, Celia cups her breasts with one hand to present the perfect target. With a loud moan and a shuddering gasp, the man ejaculates, spewing his load all over her chest. As he gradually recovers, he looks down to see his wife with a shocked smile.

"I doubt its going to take you long to get used to this,' she mutters, almost to herself as she surveys the thick coating of cum covering her perky breasts.

"At least we're in the shower," Harvey says jokingly.

His wife laughs at this, getting to her feet to turn the water back on. "The least you can do is help me wash up,' she replies with a suggestive smile.

"You started it,' he retorts, yet he eagerly gets up to his feet also and begins laboriously soaping up her chest.

"That is true,' Celia agrees, giggling slightly. "I guess I forgot that."

Harvey works soap and water across her chest thoroughly. While he knows that this young girl is his wife, it still feels like she isn't really a grown woman at all. And she lets him play with her breasts for a good minute before announcing in a dry tone, "You know they are perfectly clean. Plus you don't have all day until you go to work."

Harvey blushes, but he doesn't remove his hands. "You know, you can't be too sure about these things," he mumbles before giving her nipples a slight pinch.

Celia yips briefly at the unexpected sensation before slapping his hands away and turning off the water. "Harvey Beck, what am I going to do with you?" she asks with mock severity as she steps carefully out of the shower and tossing a towel in his direction. She grabs another for herself and begins drying off. "Now go get dressed and off to work with you," she says. "You have to rest up if you want to do this again tonight."

"Should we?" he asks, sounding almost hesitant.

"Why?" she turns and asks. "Are you afraid you'll be too attracted to me as a child?"

"No, I don't think so," he answers ambiguously.

"Would it be better to have me as a child and an adult?"

"Is that even possible?" he asks quickly—perhaps too quickly.

"I doubt it," she answers with a shrug. "Regardless, I don't mind if you fucked me this way for the rest of our lives. It actually feels so much better this way. It's like you've suddenly gotten a really big dick."

Back in their bedroom Celia has changed back to her normal adult self and Harvey quickly dresses. He notices his wife eyeing him curiously. "What?" he asks with a confused expression on his face.

There is a strange gleam in Celia's eye, but she merely says, "Nothing. Nothing at all." Then she begins dressing herself. This time it is she that notices her husband eyeing her curiously.

"What?" she asks, glancing down at herself.

Harvey jerks as he realizes he had been caught staring. "I was just thinking of you as a kid getting dressed."

"There's nothing strange about that is there?" she questions.

"No, there isn't," he says. "But I was imagining you getting dressed after screwing some little boy."

Celia giggles. "I was twelve when that happened. And I got dressed the same way. Well…I was a shaky from the experience, but it was nothing to write home about." She walks over to him. "It is interesting the effect this has one you,' she whispers, pulling him in for a kiss, her tongue brushing teasingly along his lips. She pulls away after a few moments, slightly flushed. "We got to stop this. If we kiss anymore, or talk about what just happened, I'm going to transform again and fuck the shit out of you. Then you're going to be late for work."

Harvey chuckles. "There's n complaints here. I thought about calling in a sick day."

His wife scowls jokingly and slaps his arm playfully. "Save those days for when you need them. Besides, we've got the day and all night to celebrate your birthday.

-

Walking up the old steps, Celia thinks back to her years at the school. It's wonderful that her husband is a teacher here, helping to expand the young minds that attend the school. She has dressed in a miniskirt with white flip-flops and a blouse that is unbuttoned so that a little cleavage shows. It's going to be useless once she transforms, but that's not the point. Her outfit screams sex, which is helpful for what she has planned for Harvey. It is also good so that they are not disturbed when she has transformed into her much younger self.

She heads straight for his classroom, taking a deep breath as she steps up to the door and knocks. She opens the door and steps in just as he calls for entry. Ironically she was in this classroom the last year in the school. It doesn't seem like anything has changed in the room. Celia is instantly transported back to the hours she had spent here. The desk is in the same place as it was when her teacher was here, stuck in the back corner with student desks in rows before it.

"Well, this is a surprise," Harvey says as his wife stands at the door.

"Don't tell me that you weren't expecting me," she accuses.

"I was hoping, but at the same time I was not."

"And why is that?"

"Isn't it obvious?" he asks with a shrug. "We're at school, my place of employment. It wouldn't do us any good to be caught, especially if you weren't quite you."

"Not quite me, yeah?" Celia says, quickly transforming into her much younger self. Instantly her clothes are a puddle at her feet, seemingly ready to threaten to engulf her. She steps out of them and by the time she has crossed the room, Harvey is meeting her from around his desk. She blushes, looking every inch the girl she had been so many years ago when she was in this classroom last. She looks up into his eyes. She bites her bottom lip softly, watching his gaze travel down her face. It is like this morning all over again. It is like the first time they had sex together. Celia knows that he loves her and will never leave, but now she knows that he loves her even more. He had a wish, and she has granted it to him. She will continue to grant him his wish for as long as he wants it to be granted. And if this were it, just a birthday present that he would never want again, then so be it. She knows he loves her just as much as she does him.

Seeing the sensuality in her lips and the hunger in her eyes, Harvey leans down to kiss her gently. This is now more than a dream come true. His mind is instantly filled with ideas and adventures they could play in the future. The possibilities are endless as are his ideas. He slips a hand behind her neck and teases her lips softly, licking them before pulling back as she tries to pull him in. Celia put her arms around his neck and begins some lip teasing of her own. Finally, he breaks the kiss and looks at her, breathing hard. "We really shouldn't be doing this here."

"No, we probably shouldn't, but with he way I walked into the school, I think I gave the idea that we're going to be a bit busy." She keeps her hands right where they are, wrapped around his shoulders, stroking into his hair as she goes slightly up on her toes to kiss his neck. Hearing his gasp and not feeling him pull away, she moves up further, leaving a slick trail to his ear, which she grabs between her teeth to tug softly, knowing full well the feeling will shoot straight through his body. He is already erect, which she saw the moment he stood, so the feeling will only enhance what is already there.

With that he finally jerks, shivering just enough to pull himself from her teeth. Lips still practically touching his ear, she breathes into it, "We both definitely need this." Her entire body presses against him and she smiles into his neck as she feels his hardness against her belly. Slowly Celia slips her hand down his body, trailing to the massive erection that his pants are barely containing. The power of her desire seems to override his. She pulls on him, spinning around toward the desk and they stumbled into it, with him pinning her against it.

Not giving him a chance to change his mind, she puts both hands back behind his head and pulls him in for a kiss that seems to say everything. Pressing her lips hard against his she whimpers into his mouth as her body begins to grind against his. Never one to be gentle and driven rougher from her need, she nibbles softly on his bottom lip as she sends one hand to his belt, undoing it before he realizes her hand has moved and lips into his pants before he can stop her. For Harvey there is nothing better than a young girl that knows what she is doing. His wife as this young girl is the perfect package.

Celia's cool hand grabs him just as he comes back to reality. Feeling her stroke up its length, fingers trailing gently up his shaft, he revels in the thought of such experience being set in such small hands. Feeling him relax, she kisses him again as she slips up onto his desk and pulls him between her thighs. Her hand never leaves his rock-hard cock for a moment. He now moans softly. Celia lets go of his head completely as her other hand goes to get his pants down around his ankles and then moving to fondle his balls.

Head now free to move, Harvey takes his time kissing away from her lips, moving from her ear, which he nibbles lightly onto her neck. He spends his time sucking as she pushes against his mouth. Guessing she means more, he begins to scrape his teeth across the soft, smooth skin of her neck. He smiles when this brings a sharp intake of breath and an extra hard tug on his cock. Working his way down her neck he hits her collar bone, still biting and he slips his hands onto her naked back. He is rewarded with her moans and moves back to the front, cupping her breasts. He lets himself slip from her, so he is able to bend down to lavish similar treatment on her preteen nipples.

Pinching the first while his teeth works the other, the man switches between them as she leans back on her elbows on the desk, trying desperately to breathe more quietly. He moves to kneel below her, kissing down her belly before his lips move just above her knees to begins sucking up her inner thighs. One hand holds the leg that he is lavishing attention to. He sends the other to rub against the hairlessness of her little pussy, amazed at the wetness that has already grown there.

Feeling the pressure that her husband is putting on her tiny box, Celia tries to grind down on his digits, hoping to force a harder touch. He stops as soon as she starts. He stands back up with one hand on each thigh. She kisses him hard, and a moment later he is smiling as his hands slide back up to her inner thighs, slipping back toward her naked twat. Her hands find him again, hotter and harder then before and begins to stroke at a feverish pace, hoping that he will feel as ready as she is. As a drop of his precum begins to show at the tip of his prick, she slides a thumb up to swirl it across the end of it. Feeling this, Harvey finally stops his teasing travels around her folds to slide a finger slowly inside her wet and ready, tight little hole. Her body bucks on its own, pressing against his hand as he adds another finger. She jerks even harder at this.

"I can't be teased forever. We simply don't have the time," she puffs. "Besides, I have to have you inside me again.' She stares into his eyes, which are now darker than she has ever seen them.

"Then I don't see why we don't get going," he whispers.

"I couldn't agree more, Daddy" she gasps, knowing that she is getting close to an amazing orgasm, but wanting to experience it with his cock buried in her once again. She has come to realize after a morning of exquisite fun that being in this much younger version of herself that every orgasm, every fingerfuck, everything makes everything all the more intense and more pleasurable. She has realized that if he never wanted to fuck her again unless it was in this form, she wouldn't mind at all. In fact, she has embraced the idea so much that if he were to ask for her to be normal when they make love, she will beg for it to be otherwise.

"Mmm, I think I like you calling me that," Harvey moans, slipping his fingers from her and taking his cock from her hands to position it against her tight, little box. He teases up and down against her folds before nudging her clit. "Tell me how much you want it."

"Please Daddy, I don't just want it, I need to feel you in me," she moans, tying her best to push him into her.

Barely able to catch his breath, Harvey finally pushes himself into his wife, but he gasps and has to stop. Feeling the tight wet walls of her pussy instantly quivering around him is nearly too much. It is morning all over again, but this time it is without the shock of her change in appearance—that and the fact that she climaxed the moment he entered her. Bodies pressed tight together, he just holds her as he feels her shuddering finally slow and he kisses her again. The kiss is softer this time as he lets her come down off her high before he begins pumping. Now when he begins, Celia moves with him, amazed that he is hitting so deep in her. She bites down onto his shoulder to keep herself from screaming out. While the way she dressed screamed sex, there is no reason to actually scream it out loud and draw unwanted attention.

Celia realizes now that all these years her husband has been a decent size, but never has he been able to reach so far into her like he is now. It is yet another box to tick off to warrant the need to transform for him. Maybe it is another reason to remain like this more often, even when they are not making love. Maybe by doing so will prompt him to want to engaged in the act more often. Now like this his girth amazes her, filling her in ways she did not know were possible. So into her thoughts about his seemingly larger size she can only nod her agreement when he asks her to turn around. Celia complies, turning with her back facing him. She bends over the desk, putting herself the perfect height needed for his entry. Harvey lines himself up and slides in completely in one stroke, slowly following it with more. Placing a hand on each of her hips, he pulls her back against him in a steady rhythm.

Celia looks over her shoulder, eyes half-lidded. She smiles, "Don't worry Daddy, I won't break."

With this, the man pulls back and begins slamming into her even faster. Celia's senses are filled with his thrusts, one after another, bringing a grunt from each of them as well as another strong pull on her hips. The scent of their sex is filling the air and all she can think is how amazing he feels ramming against her as his finger dig into her hips. This is his birthday, yet it feels more like it is hers. Soon she feels herself growing warmer with her coming of her second orgasm. She tenses slightly as she feels him slowing. This certainly cannot happen.

"Harder, Daddy," she begs him.

"I'm getting close," he answers. "I want this to last."

"You're students will be back soon," she reasons though silently she wants to be selfish and never end this. "We'll have the rest of the day and night…"

"And the rest of our lives?"

"Of course, for the rest of our lives." Celia smiles. "Please Daddy, just fuck me harder. I want to feel you cum in me."

Hearing the words come from her innocently curving lips, Harvey cannot find a reason to argue with them. Pressing her completely against the desk, he begins to rapidly slam into her, reveling in the feeling of her juices slipping down his member and covering his sack as they bang against her. Now he feels her start to work her pussy on him, clenching the muscles to hold him in just a bit each time he tries to pull out.

Finally, the moment they have both been waiting for as he takes the last few long, hard thrusts and buries himself to the hilt in her wet snatch. Almost instantly he begins pumping his hot load into her, feeling her twat begin to clamp around him again. He groans as he empties himself into her. Celia bites her lip to keep from screaming out, boiling from the inside out because of the heat that he is releasing inside her. They lie together for a moment, catching their breath before Celia finally turns around and kisses him softly. The room is filled with the smell of their sex, and she laughs, thinking of the students coming in shortly. He smiles too as he pulls his clothes back on. He walks her back to the door, Celia transforming back to dress.

"That was amazing," she says. There is so much more to say, yet she cannot find the words to say it.

"And I think it's only going to get more amazing," he readily agrees. "But I did say…"

"And I told you that I support anything you do," she quickly interrupts. "Besides, I think I rather enjoy not only this side of you, but of me as well." Without another word from either of them, she kisses him one last time. She slips from the classroom just as his students are returning, walking down the hallway on knees still wobbly feeling his sticky cum beginning to drip onto her thighs. Stepping out of the front door, she takes a deep breath and giggles. Besides this being the best birthday present she has ever given him, it is the first time it wasn't just for him.