For Advent, I wanted to do something fun and sexy for my husband. The first few days, as he was getting ready to leave, I would walk up to him and, as usual, kiss him and wish him a good day. This time, I walked up to him, kissed him, told him I loved him, and then slid my panties down from under my T-shirt and tucked them into his pants pocket. "Just a reminder of what you will be getting into when you get home tonight," I said with a smile as I walked away.

When he got home that evening, I met him at the door, sucked his cock, and bent over with my hands on the wall for him to fuck me. After he unloaded into my pussy, I kissed him and said, "Welcome home." Day two, three, and four were the same send-off and welcome home.

For Day five, I changed it up a little bit. As he left, I kissed him and wished him a good day, but this time, my panties were already in his lunch pail with a note saying, "I want you to cum in through the back door tonight." When it was time for him to eat, he opened his cooler, and right on top were my panties and the note. He text me telling me that he would be home at 3:00 PM and couldn't wait to break in the back door!

When he got home, I was ready. I was bent forward, hands on the table with my butt presented for him to see as soon as he walked in. After closing the door, his jeans came off, and he knelt behind me. He pressed his face between my cheeks, licking my ass and pussy like it was going to save his life.

I heard the top of the bottle of lube crack open and felt a cold drizzle between my cheeks. The head of his cock was soon to follow as he made his way into my wanting asshole. He went a little quicker than I was prepared for, causing me to yip and my eyes to roll into the back of my head. As I lost my breath, I let out this deep, dark, evil groan.

Holding my hips firmly, he fucked me in the ass, HARD! He used my asshole as he had many times before, and I love it every time he does! The intensity of his thrusts drove me against the table, the raw, deep penetration overpowering my senses. When it was time, he flooded my guts with his cum as he groaned with his shots fired.

Days six and seven were almost identical. I woke him up with my hand wrapped around his cock, slowly stroking him. Once he was awake and ready, I had him sit up with his back against the headboard. I straddled him, facing him, and slowly slid down onto his cock.

I pressed my chest forward, placing one of my nipples in his mouth, and he began to suck. He had a perfect latch as he drew my nipple into his mouth, letting my milk flow across his tongue. I moved back and forth, having him nurse from my breasts as I slowly rocked my hips ever so slightly. We would pause every so often and kiss deeply. We continued this sweet, intimate rhythm until his cock erupted inside of me, sending his seed in search of my eggs.

That weekend I also made chocolate chip cookies. So, for days eight through twelve, in his lunch, I sent along four cookies, a container of my breast milk, and a different picture of my boobs each day. Monday through Friday, I greeted him when he got home with a blowjob, my pussy, or my ass for him to use as he wished. One night when he was done fucking me, he said, "Your milk and homemade cookies, pictures of your boobs in my lunch, and sex when I get home—I have the best wife ever!" Looking back at him as I pulled my shorts on, I winked and said, "There is more to come."

I got up at 6:00 AM Saturday to get ready for his next Advent gift. I pumped and got that stuff cleaned up and ready for the next session. In the spare bedroom, I had some stuff ready for his next gift. Kaela was coming over.

I met Kaela at the coffee shop I go to for my one vice a day. Some days I would go through the drive-through, or if I had some time to myself, I would go in and sit. We would talk when she wasn't busy with customers. As Kaela and I got to know each other more, she told me she was bisexual. "Oh my!" Good for me! That conversation went on to the lifestyle my husband and I live. After several conversations, Kaela and I worked on a surprise for my husband that was now going to play out over the next two days.

I heard a door close outside and looked to see if she was here—she was. I met her at the door, and took her to the spare room to put her things away and to get ready if she needed. Kaela is 21, 5'2" with long, very curly brown hair, blue eyes, and a great little body on her! She put on a sheer, pink leopard print top and pink mesh shorts. If I weren't already into other girls, I would have been after seeing this!

I had her hang out, and I went to wake my husband up. I told him to go take a shower as we had some errands to run. When he emerged from the bathroom after his shower, there stood Kaela. His eyes got big as he looked at me, then at her, back at me, and again back to her. "I got you a little early Christmas gift, honey. I hope you like it!"

The weekend was a spectacular success. As the hours and days went on, my husband thoroughly enjoyed using Kaela's three openings and everything else her body had to offer. I even got some girl time with her, which was a huge bonus for me!

From the fifteenth through the nineteenth, I would get his lunch ready. It would include my breast milk, fresh banana bread my mom made us over the weekend while she watched the baby, and I slipped in a printed picture of different parts of my body. Monday was legs, then tummy Tuesday, Wednesday he got one of my round peach of an ass, Thursday was a picture of my boobs with milk leaking, and Friday was a near-perfect picture of my baby maker. Each night, except Friday, when he got home, he had his choice of where and how he wanted me.

Friday was something a little different. Thanks to a friend, I was able to purchase and modify a portable massage table into a milking table. I had never done this before, but I wanted us both to do something new and different. After a quick shower, I had him follow me into the room where I had the table set up. The lights were down; the glow from the gas fireplace added to the ambiance.

Once on the table and positioned with his cock and balls through the hole, I used some oil and massaged his butt cheeks. Switching to some lube a short time later, I slipped one, then two fingers into his tight, little puckered butthole. I curled my fingers and got an instant reaction when I found his prostate. Slow and soft, I circled my fingers around the magic little button. I worked it until he was begging me to stop. I wasn't sure if it wasn't feeling good or just too intense.

I took the oil and got under the table and slowly stroked his cock and caressed his balls. I could tell that he was ready to cum when his cock got as hard as granite. I positioned myself under his cock, and when he shot his load, he covered my boobs and half of my tummy with his load.

Saturday (Day Twenty) we went to a strip club. I drove so he could drink and have a good time. The girls were fun, and I paid for several couch dances in the back for him. One dancer took a fancy to us. She was a bleached blonde with big fake tits and a cute little ass. She said she also does porn and listed off some of the titles of the movies she’s been in. Interestingly enough, all of the titles had "anal" somewhere in them.

Long story made shorter, she came home with us at the end of the night. My husband had a little too much to drink, so her and I played together for most of the time that night. The next morning (Day Twenty-One), after some water and Tylenol, my husband got to take a run at her. He took her meaty pussy for one round and then tested out her anal skills, just like the titles to her movies. Let's just say, a good time was had by all!

For Day Twenty-Two and Day Twenty-Three, I called in a favor from a couple of my girlfriends. For Monday night, Shannon was over. I met her while dancing a couple of years ago. She has short blonde hair, fake knockers, and is super pretty. Tuesday night, Toni was over. Toni is a really smart mortgage banker, but always acts like a complete airhead. She is tall, blonde as well, and has REALLY big natural boobs. She was fun to be with as long as she didn't talk.

Wednesday, Christmas Eve, was going to be the real surprise for him. We took the baby to my mom's house about 4:00 PM and went home to get ready. He didn't have a clue what was going to happen. I had set up several girlfriends to come over. Kaela made a return visit, and Danielle, Tanya, Kelly, and Lala filled out that list. When everyone was ready, I walked the girls into the family room. He looked like he had just won the lottery.

Since I LOVE gangbangs so much and he was always good with me going off to get railed by a bunch of men, I wanted to give him something special in return: a reverse gangbang. Not all of the girls could spend the night. Kaela and Lala stayed while the others had to go home after they worked my husband over.

On Christmas morning, the four of us were a pile of naked bodies, all of us enjoying each other one last time. Overall, I think he was extremely pleased with his gifts.