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Birthday Girl

By: opels



Vanessa stood nervously before the elevator. She had just moved to Vancouver from a small town in Saskatchewan a little less than a year ago and her relatively new group of friends had been repeatedly telling her over the last few weeks that they had a ritual whenever someone turned twenty. They wouldn't give any details, only laughed mischievously. Tonight was her twentieth birthday, and even though she had her reservations, she was arriving at her friend Stacey's apartment that evening at 7:30 as directed.

As she waited for the elevator, nervously chewing her full bottom lip, she caught sight of herself in one of the mirrors decorating the lobby. Her big green eyes quickly scanned her 5'7" frame. She was in good shape, she thought, her hands smoothing down her sides. Her 34C breasts were high and firm, her waist narrow, her stomach flat and lightly muscled. Her ass was high and firm atop long athletic legs. She tossed her long auburn hair and turned to the elevator as the bell signaled its arrival.

The group of eight girls greeted her warmly as she entered the apartment, shoving a drink into her hand and relieving her of the bag of clothes she had brought with her. "You won't need these. We already have an outfit for you," one of them declared.

Vanessa was flattered and excited that they were going to dress her. She had always felt rather plain around her more worldly and glamorous friends. She had meant to buy some more sophisticated clothes but found the big city to be very expensive and hadn't managed it quite yet.

Maybe tonight was going to be more like a coming out party for her, she thought. They were going to turn this caterpillar into a butterfly.

After she had emerged from her shower wrapped in a towel, they pulled her into the bedroom, laughing. She was given another drink, which they encouraged her to down quickly. There was an excited tension in the room and Vanessa was coasting on the vibe.

Suddenly they pushed her down on the bed, holding down her arms and legs. Startled and a little frightened, she tried to get up, but they were holding her fast. Stacey pulled the towel open and the girls holding her legs pulled them far apart.

"What are you doing?" she cried, fear coloring her voice.

"Just relax," Stacey purred, gently petting the hair of her pussy. She produced a can of shaving foam and a razor. "We're just going to shave you, so no squirming," she giggled.

To Vanessa's amazement, she did just that. Sprayed her pussy with foam and very gently and carefully shaved away every hair between her thighs. She watched with wonder as her pussy lips emerged from their covering, and having never been shaved before, she delighted in the cool air touching her bare flesh.

Her nervous laughter when Stacey was done was cut short though as she was quickly rolled over and again pinned down. Her towel was taken away entirely and her hips roughly pulled in the air.

"Now what?" she asked in alarm.

"You'll see," they giggled.

Again Stacey was in charge and she felt the older girl gently caressing her ass. What the hell is going on, Vanessa thought, scared by this turn of events. Stacey gently pulled her ass cheeks apart. "Such a tight little asshole," she murmured stroking the wrinkled bud.

Vanessa jolted as something cold was squirted onto her asshole. "What are you doing?" she cried out, getting genuinely worried.

The girls only laughed as she felt something pressing at her hole. "No," she cried.

"Yes," the replied in unison as the dildo pushed its way into her ass. Stacey was slow and gentle and Vanessa experienced only a minimum of pain as the toy was pushed all the way into her. She began to gently pump it in and out of her and Vanessa found that she was enjoying the penetration.

She groaned with pleasure and the girls all laughed. "Feels good, doesn't it?" Stacey purred, increasing the speed.

"Oh yes," Vanessa breathed, feeling an orgasm building. Before it could peak the dildo was pulled from her ass.

"No," she gasped, which brought another bought of laughter from the girls.

More lube was squirted onto her ass and she again felt something pushing at her hole. She relaxed, glad that it was back, but gasped loudly as she realized that this one was bigger, much bigger.

"That was just a little thing," Stacey told her. "This is so much better. Now just relax and let it in," she urged.

Vanessa tried to relax, but her reflexes kept wanting to expel the invading dildo. Finally it was in and she lay gasping, waiting for the pleasure to replace the pain. Slowly the pain ebbed away and Stacey was sliding it in and out of her hole.

"Oh God, yes, that feels good," she groaned, once again feeling the orgasm building. Is this the ritual when one of them turns twenty, she wondered? They turn her onto anal sex?

Her orgasm was getting close when once again the dildo was removed. "Oh no! Don't stop!" she cried.

Stacey once again lubed up her ass and began to press in the dildo. "This is the final one," she explained. "It's six inches long and an inch and a quarter in diameter. And you're going to wear it all night. Now just relax," she cooed.

"It's how big? All night?" she exclaimed as Stacey pushed the bigger dildo into her ass. Even though she was being gentle, Vanessa still cried out as it penetrated her. Except for the tapered tip, the whole thing was thick, except at the very end where it again tapered down, so that her hole would grip it tightly, preventing it from slipping out. To her great surprise, she felt fingers in her pussy, rubbing her clit. The stimulation took her mind off the pain in her ass and her orgasm finally rushed forth, cum running down her thighs and soaking the hand rubbing her.

"Don't worry, you're going to feel so hot and sexy all night," Stacey assured her, pushing the plug in to the hilt. Her hole closed around the narrow base, the long slender handle nestling between her cheeks.

"There, it's in," Stacey announced with satisfaction. "Now come on and we'll do your hair and make up."

They released her and Vanessa rolled over and sat up gingerly, feeling the plug push into her ass. It still hurt a bit but in a good way. Accepting the robe Stacey offered her, she awkwardly walked to the bathroom, where the other girls were waiting for her.

Half an hour later, her hair was sleek and sexy and her makeup expertly done, her green eyes looking more dazzling than ever before and her lips full and sexy. Stacey had been right about the plug, it felt amazing in her ass. She had never felt so hot and naughty.

The girls led her back into the bedroom where an outfit had been laid out for her. She stared with amazement at the garments on the bed. "I can't wear that!" she exclaimed.

"Of course you can!" they cried, pulling the robe from her.

She stepped into the tiny thong that was offered at her ankles and it was pulled up her legs and settled over her freshly shaved pussy. She next stepped into a very low rise and very short pleated mini skirt. She stared at it with shock and dismay, knowing that when she walked the shifting pleats would reveal the curve of her ass with every step.

She pulled a tight halter top over her head, tugging it down over her full breasts. It was very low cut, revealing a lot of cleavage and barely covered the bottom curve of her tits. As there was no bra to be worn with it, and the fabric was rather thin, her hard nipples were clearly evident beneath the clinging fabric. Her breasts also jiggled freely in the top and she was going to have to be careful she didn't fall out of it.

She slid her feet into the high heeled sandals and stared at her reflection. "Oh my," she gasped.

"You look so hot!" the girls complimented. "You are going to have so many guys after you tonight!" they exclaimed.

They went to a hot new club and, of course, did not have to wait in line. Even though her friends were dressed in similarly sexy and revealing outfits, she was very self conscious in the short skirt, knowing she was flashing her ass with ever step, and immediately headed for the shooter bar, hoping for a little help in overcoming her inhibitions.

The male contingent of her group of friends were already at the club, knowing it was her twentieth birthday and also knowing of the ritual. As she headed for the bar, Jack was right behind her, pressing up against her.

"Hey Vanessa, you're looking pretty hot tonight," he whispered in her ear. "Let me get this drink for you," he offered, reaching for his wallet.

"Not so fast, mister," Stacey interjected, putting her hand on his arm. She pushed her way between the two of them and faced Vanessa.

"There are four rules tonight, honey. Number one, if a guy buys you a drink you must repay him with an open mouth kiss, tongue and all. Second, all of the guys in our group are allowed to squeeze and fondle your ass all night. Three, have a good time but don't get too drunk. I'll tell you the fourth one later, and until then, think about who you accept drinks from," she said glancing at Jack. With a smile she gave Vanessa a pat on the ass and left the two of them.

"So, will you let me buy you that drink?" Jack asked, squeezing her ass under the short skirt. "Jack, people can see my ass when you do that," she hissed, pushing his hand away.

"I know," he whispered in her ear, laughter tingeing his voice. "Drink your shooter," he instructed, not removing his hand from her butt.

After a few drinks and very hot kisses, she didn't mind if either Jack or any of the other guys pushed up her skirt and she even spun about on the dance floor with them. Lots of guys were leering at her all night in her short skirt and revealing top, but her male friends were very protective of her and she didn't encounter any trouble.

At one point, she was kissing Brian for a drink as his hand slid beneath her skirt. Since all the guys knew of the ritual, his hand didn't go for a squeeze of her cheeks, instead it went for the plug in her ass. He gave it a hard jiggle, causing her to cry out and step away from him, her cheeks reddening with embarrassment.

"Don't worry, baby. We all know about the plug," he laughed, pulling her close.

"You do? All of you?" she asked, her eyes wide.

"Yeah. Has Stacey told you about rule four yet?" he asked, his hazel eyes sparkling.

"Um no, not yet," she replied.

He turned her so that he was behind and gripping her hips, pulled her tight to him, grinding his hips against her ass. "Go and ask her," he whispered in her ear.

She made her way to Stacey, who was having her own ass squeezed and stroked and in a low voice asked, "Tell me about rule four."

With a wide smile, she pulled Vanessa aside. Rule four is that at the end of the night you decide which of the guys in our group you want to replace the plug in your ass with their dick. And you do have to pick one, or else I'll pick one for you.

Vanessa stared at her wide eyed. She then slowly turned and scanned the club, picking out her friends amongst them. "Who would you pick for me?" she asked, not taking her eyes off the crowd.

"I think Jack might be a good choice. He's well hung and very experienced in anal. So is Calvin, but he loves to spank as well, so you have to be into that. Brian is also good, well hung but not as experienced. Which can be good, he's very enthusiastic. I wouldn't go for Tyler, he's also hung but selfish in bed. So, either Jack or Brian." To Vanessa's great surprise she felt Stacey's hand slide beneath her skirt, caressing and squeezing her ass. "Of course, there's always the more unconventional choice of one of us girls doing you with a strap-on." Her hand slid further between her thighs, caressing her pussy through the soaked thong.

Vanessa turned to stare at Stacey and the older girl took the opportunity and lowering her head, pressed her lips against Vanessa's. Her green eyes flew open and she could only stand stunned as Stacey's hand sought out and tweaked a pert nipple.

Realization hit and pulling back, she stammered, "Thanks for explaining rule four. I'll think about it." Stumbling away, she couldn't believe Stacey had hit on her. She had never had a girl touch her sexually before. She now viewed the earlier part of the evening in an entirely different light.

She found her way to the bar and Brian paid for her drink. As their lips met in a long and hot kiss, she decided he would be the one. He was 6"3" and even in her high heels he still stood four inches taller than she. His tousled curly brown hair and hazel eyes gave him a boyish quality but his strong and lean body was all man.

"I want you to be my rule four," she told him shyly.

His full lips broke into a wide smile and he hugged her tightly. "Baby, you won't be sorry," he promised before his lips claimed hers again in a kiss that took her breath away.

"Hey, my turn to buy her a drink," she heard Jack saying.

"Don't waste your time, man. She picked me," Brian bragged.

"No way!" Jack exclaimed, clearly disappointed. "Damn." Pulling her close, he wrapped his arms around her, caressing her ass with both hands. "C'mon baby, you don't want him. I've got lots more experience, you should pick me," he said in a low voice, causing a shiver to run down her spine.

Staring up through the black hair that hung over his dark blue eyes, she wondered if maybe he might not be a better choice. His hands on her ass were making it difficult to think. No, she wanted Brian to be her first. "Maybe some other time," she purred.

Giving her ass a final squeeze, he replied, "I'm going to hold you to that."

"You better," she flirted back.

She said her goodbyes and she and Brian left the club, heading for Brian's apartment. They tumbled into the cab and kissed for the entire ride.

By the time they entered the elevator in his building they were both so turned on they couldn't wait another moment. He pressed her against the wall and pushed up her top, revealing her full breasts. He smiled appreciatively before capturing a nipple in his mouth. Vanessa groaned softly as he sucked and nibbled the sensitive nub, while his hand squeezed her other breast. She held his head to her while his other hand slid down between her thighs, rubbing against her wet thong.

The doors to the elevator opened and not bothering to pull down her top, Brian guided her down the hallway. As soon as he had closed the door behind them, she dropped to her knees and began tugging on his belt.

"Hold on baby," he said, placing his hand over hers, stopping her. "Take off your top and skirt first," he continued in response to her questioning gaze. "I want you in only that naughty little thong and those hot shoes," he finished with wicked smile.

Matching his smile, she slowly pulled the tight top off and shimmied out of the tiny skirt. He pulled off his own shirt as he watched her strip. Pressing herself against him, she tipped her head back and flicked her tongue over his lips before sliding down his body, leaving wet kisses behind as she again knelt before him.

Slowly, she undid his belt buckle and tugged open the button of his jeans before sliding the zipper down. Tugging down his boxers along with his jeans, she pulled them until his cock sprang free, hard and thick, bobbing in front of her face.

With an appreciative moan, she wrapped her hand around it, guiding it towards her mouth. She may have never had anal sex before, but a blowjob was something she knew how to do and Brian was not disappointed.

He stared with amazement as she began sliding his cock into her mouth, pumping him in and out slowly until she was deep throating him, her nose pressed against him. He groaned loudly as she began sucking him harder and faster until he grabbed her thick auburn hair in his fist and holding her still, set his own pace. He fucked her mouth and throat steadily, and then with greater urgency as he felt his orgasm building.

With a cry bordering on pain, he came forcefully, shooting his cum into her mouth. Vanessa sucked greedily, swallowing every drop and milking him dry. His cock went limp in her mouth but she kept sucking on him, flicking her tongue over the head until he began to stiffen and was again hard.

Brian was leaning against his front door, staring down at her in amazement. "Hot damn, you're good!" he murmured, before extending his hand to help her up.

He pulled her to him for a deep kiss, tasting himself on her tongue, as they stumbled into the bedroom. Vanessa lay back on the bed as he slowly pulled her thong off, sliding it down her long legs and over the shoes still on her feet. "Leave these on," he whispered, caressing the high heeled sandals, before he dipped his head between her thighs.

She sighed happily as his tongue pushed between the lips of her pussy. "I love a shaved pussy," he groaned. She was sopping wet and Brian hungrily lapped up her juices. Sucking on her clit he added his fingers, plunging them inside her.

Her back arched up off the bed as he ate her pussy, her orgasm building in the pit of her stomach. As he continued to finger fuck her and suckle her pussy, his other hand slid beneath her and gripping the plug in her ass, he wiggled it, sending her over the edge. Crying out loudly, she gripped his head with her hands, grinding his face into her quivering cunt.

As her trembling subsided, Brian began to slowly kiss his way up her body, over her smooth stomach and ribs. He roughly pinched an already erect nipple between his fingers as his mouth closed over the other, sucking hard, his teeth nipping at the hard nub. She cried out softly at the rougher treatment, surprised at the surge of wetness in her pussy. "Oh yes," she breathed, her back arching up off the bed, pushing her tits into his face.

He squeezed her breasts hard, his teeth nipping harder at the nipple in his mouth. She gasped at the delightful pain that rippled through her body and moaned softly in appreciation. Lifting his head, he continued to squeeze her breasts roughly in his large hands, his thick fingers twisting the nipples until she cried out.

Gasping loudly, she watched in surprise as he slapped her breasts, seeing the firm flesh jiggle and turn red under his assault. Again his head dipped down and sucked on a nipple while he continued to twist the other. "Oh, God, stop, please stop," she begged when she could take no more of the exquisite punishment.

Raising his head, he flashed her a wicked smile. "Roll over," he ordered in a seductive whisper. "On your knees, head down."

Nervously she did as he told her, pushing her ass in the air. Suddenly scared, she gripped a pillow tightly as he nudged her knees wide apart.

"You ready?" he asked, his voice turning gentle.

"Yes," she replied in a small voice. She couldn't believe she was doing this. Before tonight there is no way she could imagine herself willing to have anal sex. Especially not with someone who wasn't even her boyfriend. But spending the last few hours with a plug up her ass in such a sexually charged atmosphere had changed her mind and she was more than willing to go for it.

"Here we go," Brian told her as he slowly pulled the plug from her ass. Her breath hissed through her teeth as it slid out of her and then she suddenly felt empty.

A disappointed sound slid through her lips and he chuckled behind her. "Don't worry. You'll be full again in just a minute baby," he assured her.

His comment was followed by lube being squirted into and outside her asshole. Her hole was slightly gaping and Brian was thoroughly coating her and himself. He knelt behind her and aiming his cock at her virgin hole, he slowly began to press in.

Vanessa tried to relax, to let him in. His head pushed in, causing her to cry out loudly. She recalled how big he was when she blew him moments before and was surprised that he had that inside her. After a moment he pushed in further causing her to bury her face in the pillow she was clutching, muffling her cries of pain. She didn't tell him to stop though, she wanted this. She was determined to go through with it. It had to get better.


Birthday Girl



He again waited for her to adjust before pushing in further. Eventually his balls slapped against her dripping pussy and he groaned loudly, loving the feel of his cock deep inside a newly deflowered ass. "Oh yeah, baby, your ass feels so good!" he groaned.

Slowly he pulled back and then pushed back in, working up a slow and steady rhythm. "So sweet, so tight," he murmured, fucking her gently.

Vanessa lay beneath him, her eyes filled with tears that threatened to spill, biting her lip waiting for the pain to subside and the pleasure to begin. Slowly, it happened, the pain ebbing away, being replaced by the hottest, naughtiest feelings she had ever experienced. Pushing her ass back at Brian she pulled him even deeper inside her. "Oh yeah, give it to me baby. Fuck my ass, fuck it good and hard," she pleaded, having a sudden desire to have him ramming into her.

Seeing that she was finally enjoying it, he eagerly complied, and drove his cock deeply into her, thrusting in and out quickly. "Feels good, doesn't it baby?" he chuckled. "Yeah, feels so good fucking your virgin ass, so good."

She gasped at the intense pleasure of it, feeling an orgasm unlike any she had ever had before beginning to build. "Oh God, oh God. Oh, yes, yes, yes!" she cried. She again buried her face in the pillow, this time to muffle her cries as an incredible orgasm tore through her, causing her ass to clench tightly around Brian's cock.

"Oh yes, Brian, fuck me, fuck my tight ass!" she growled, surprised by her own dirty talk.

It took an immense amount of self control to keep his own climax at bay as she shuddered beneath him, her ass squeezing his dick as more orgasms followed the first. Brian kept up a steady pace of fucking her, plowing in deep, delighting in her cries of ecstasy. He pulled her cheeks apart, watching his thick cock plundering her ass, her stretched hole clutching him tightly.

"Your ass is so hot, I love watching my cock fucking you. Your sweet little asshole is stretched so wide," he laughed, dipping his thumbs down to his cock, spreading her hole even wider.

"Oh God, Brian, please cum, I can't take much more," she finally pleaded as the orgasms continued to explode within her.

"Fuck yes, oh fuck, yes!" he roared, grinding into her, plunging in even deeper as he allowed his own climax to overtake him.

His twitching cock spewed forth a huge load of cum deep into her ass before he finally collapsed onto Vanessa's back, flattening her.

They lay like that for a few minutes, trying to catch their breath and calm their racing pulses.

"Oh my God, Brian. That was incredible," she finally gasped. "I had no idea anal could be so amazing."

He slowly sat up and pulled his now limp cock from her ass. Pulling apart her cheeks, he stared in awe at her gaping hole as a glob of his cum slipped out. "Well, you were pretty incredible yourself," he whispered to her, laying down, pulling her close. "Happy birthday, Vanessa," he murmured before drifting off to sleep.

The next weekend found her again at the club in another revealing outfit with a butt plug of her own up her ass. This time her attentions were firmly directed towards Jack. She had been fantasizing about him fucking her back door all week and she was looking forward to getting back to his place.

Who knows, she thought as she spun about the dance floor, flashing her ass to everyone, maybe she might even give Stacey and her strap on a try one night.



Birthday Girl



It was her birthday, and the note from Richard said he had something very special planned for her. Well, that was promising. Most things he had planned for her seemed to be pretty special, from her point of view, so what this could be gave rise to a whole host of possibilities in her head.

The only instruction was to go to their usual hotel room, have a really thorough shower and get into something sexy. The specific shower instruction got her pretty hot -- it usually meant he was going to go down on her, and she really liked that.

At reception, she picked up the key and went to the room. No Richard yet. She did as she was told, slipping out of her clothes and having a good shower. Lots and lots of unscented soaping between her legs and buttocks, giving her a chance to touch herself gently while she daydreamed about what was ahead. But she wouldn't make herself come, not yet. She was saving it up for him.

As she dried herself, she heard the click of the door, then Richard popped a sexy smile round the bathroom door.

"Good girl. You're going to like this, I promise."

Five minutes later, she was in the room, wearing the silky cream camisole and French knickers he had bought her a few weeks ago. Already, the knickers were feeling damp between the legs, and it was nothing to do with her shower.

He was sitting in a chair, smiling at her, and fingering a black silk scarf. The curtains were closed, and a small lamp alongside him provided the only light. From the bulge in his trousers, it was obvious he too was going to like what was coming next.

She could only hope it was going to be her, and soon.

He got up and pulled her close, to kiss her. She loved the way he put his hand to the back of her head, to pull her in closer. And the way he pushed her mouth open urgently, so his tongue could dip in and quickly touch the tip of hers. The knickers were getting damper by the minute, and now her nipples were clearly outlined against the camisole. He lightly brushed against one with his free hand, the one holding the silk scarf. She groaned.

He walked her to the bed and pushed her down on it, on her back. Kneeling above her, he gave her another sexy grin and then started to tie the scarf gently over her eyes. Oh God, he was blindfolding her first, so she couldn't even watch him go down on her. All she'd be able to do was feel it, not knowing in advance where he would touch her, or with what.

With one final lingering kiss on the mouth, he started to work his way down her body, sometimes blowing the silk or her bare skin, sometimes running his thumb round in lazy circles, sometimes kissing her through the fabric. Her nipples were begging for him to suck them, but somehow he managed to resist, however much she strained upwards. What a tease.

Down at her crotch, he hooked his fingers into the elastic of the knickers and pulled them slowly down, rubbing his hands over her buttocks suggestively. As they came down her legs, he kissed her thighs and then continued downwards, all the way to her feet, until he deftly pulled the knickers off. He licked the soles of her feet slowly, till she was dying for him to come back up towards her. He hadn't touched her pussy.

There was a pause. No sound, no breathing on her. Just to get her really hot, she smiled to herself. It was working. She could come from the anticipation alone.

He roughly pushed her legs apart and moved his face straight in between her legs, lightly blowing on her clitoris, and then delicately touching it with his tongue. God, that felt good. She juddered. The light touch turned into something more, as he started to suck her, and roll her clit between his lips. Even the sound of him sucking her was horny. He hadn't been so expert at this last time, that was for sure. She spread her legs wider so he could get a better view, and maybe put his fingers up inside her. She bucked her hips forward and moaned quietly.

Unexpectedly, his voice whispered quietly in her right ear.

"She's good, isn't she?"

Momentarily, she froze. It wasn't Richard going down on her. It was a woman. And he was right, she was good.

She let out a long moan and carried on pushing her pussy upwards into the mystery woman's face. She was as wet as she had ever been, and felt like she was on the edge of the most mind-blowing orgasm she had ever had. If her partner wasn't getting off on it herself, she was certainly giving a good impression of it. Mandy now had a really hot picture in her head, of herself lying on the bed, another woman greedily sucking her pussy. She'd never had a woman before, but the idea had always turned her on. And Richard knew it.

Suddenly she flapped her arms in the air, batting her partner lightly on the hair.

"Stop, stop. Turn round. I want to sixty-nine you" she panted to her breathlessly. A quiet moan from Richard told her he too was in favour of this idea.

She felt the woman rearrange herself so that she was on top of Mandy, her knees above her shoulders. Back down went her head between Mandy's thighs, her tongue flicking around her clit. Mandy reached up to feel her superbly toned buttocks above her, and then pulled them down so her tongue could reach her clitoris. She licked and flicked with her tongue, copying what was going on between her own legs.

Then she reached upwards and pushed a finger inside her partner, while rubbing her clitoris with her thumb. Then another finger. She moved her fingers up and down, rubbing against the front of her vagina, in just the spot where she liked it herself.

The woman took the hint, and copied her actions perfectly. Mandy was almost fainting with pleasure, Richard completely forgotten. With the blindfold on, the image in her head of them entwined together and sucking each other out was incredibly hot. It was perfect.

No, it could be even better.

Mandy tapped the woman lightly on the buttocks, indicating to her that she should move further down the bed, her knees just below Mandy's shoulders rather than above them. Her face was directly below the woman's arse, now.

Again, pulling her buttocks down, Mandy licked, this time the small patch of skin between her pussy and her arse. Her partner did the same to her. They both moaned.

Gradually, Mandy flicked her tongue up further towards the woman's arse, and licked her round the hole itself. She gasped as the woman did the same to her, and both of them pulled the buttocks further apart to get better access. It was phenomenal. Mentally, she thanked Richard for suggesting a really thorough shower, and then carried on licking and sucking until she felt her orgasm suddenly break out.

"Ooh, oh, yess, that's so good. Oh, don't stop" she muttered between licks, thrusting up her hips. Then, with a shudder, her partner also came, suddenly and violently, moaning in time with her.

They continued to grind their faces into each other's pussies, clutching each other's buttocks, until their orgasms subsided, and the mystery woman collapsed onto Mandy's body. Mandy gently stroked her buttocks and legs, then rolled from under her and removed the blindfold.

A pretty redhead sat up and grinned at her, wiping Mandy's come from her face, and licking her fingers with evident enjoyment.

"I reckon that was a pretty special birthday present, don't you?" she laughed. Mandy silenced her with a kiss, and flicked her tongue into the other woman's mouth. Yes, that was one birthday present she'd remember for some time to come.



Birthday Girl



She answered the door to me wearing the same robe as the previous week, short and low cut leaving no doubt that she was naked underneath, the outline of her nipple bars clear to see. 

"Hi Marco, come in." 

"Thank you Mrs Morganite." 

"Call me Rose, Marco. After the fucking you gave me last week we should be on first name terms at least." She giggled. 

Only my second appointment and already she was becoming a firm favourite, her sexy giggle, dirty laugh and the glint in her eye all had a trouser tightening effect on me even before I got to grips with her hot and willing body. 

"Have you had a good rest for the past few days Marco?" She asked "Because I have a special task for you today."

I started to say something but she laughed again "I'm sure you won't let me down Marco."

"Right, leave you clothes down here please and then come up to the bedroom." 

This was slightly unusual but I quickly stripped as she gave me a final grin before disappearing up the stairs. I stripped down to my boxers and went up. The sight when I opened the door will stay with me forever. Tied to the headboard by her wrists was a woman in her mid 40's She was wearing a blindfold, a half cup Basque that left her huge nipples exposed and a pair of lace topped hold up stockings. I couldn't see her pussy because Rose had her head buried between the woman's legs. 

I opened my mouth to say something but Rose looked up and put her finger to her lips, meaning to be quiet and then at the woman's breasts and licked her lips. I quickly got the message and moved quietly over to the bed. As Rose lent forward and pushed her tongue back into the woman's pussy I sucked as much of her left breast into my mouth as I could while firmly grasping the right. It was as if an electric shock went through her as she jumped at the shock of two mouths on her body.

"Whaaattt!!!" 

"Shushhh Annie!" said Rose, "I told you I'd get you something special for your birthday didn't I?" before giving me a wicked grin. 

She resumed licking the woman -- Annie -- out and I feasted on those generous breasts, pulling, biting, sucking and mauling as Rose obviously found the right spot judging from the noise Annie was making. Her hips were now bucking wildly and I could see that Rose's hand had joined her busy tongue in betweens the woman's legs. Suddenly Annie's panting became a loud moan as she came, still jerking her hips into Rose's face.

We both sat up as Annie's breathing started to come back to normal, her orgasm subsiding to the gentle stroking of Rose's fingers. By now, I was rock hard and hoping I was going to get to fuck both of them. I have had threesomes before but mainly with another guy, two pussies's seemed like a better idea to me! 

Rose crooked her finger towards me and I moved over towards her, slipping my boxers off along the way. She grasped my cock, rubbing firmly to make sure I was fully hard. She moved off the bed and I quickly took her place between Annie's legs, kneeling between them gazing down at her neatly trimmed pussy. She was obviously very excited, the moisture coating the inside of her thighs and soaking her sparse hair. She seemed smaller than some I have seen so I was looking forward to her being nice and tight. Still tied and blindfolded she was a very appealing sight and my cock began to leak pre cum and twitch as if eager to get inside her. 

"Now Annie," said Rose "Remember when I stupidly fucked your husband last year, I didn't say it then but not only was he crap he was also kinda small. Marco here is quite the opposite I'm pleased to say, so I thought that the best present I could give you would be the best fuck you will get all year." 

Bloody hell, with that endorsement ringing in my ears I knew I'd have to give this woman the fucking of her life! As I leaned forwards, pushing the tip of my cock against her cunt Rose kissed her deeply, twisting and pulling at her nipples making her arch her back and open up even more. Despite her tightness and my size I managed to get my swollen knob inside and began inching deeper and deeper into her. She was gasping and groaning, tossing her head from side to side as I continued my remorseless progress up her tight cunt. Once I was fully inside I paused before starting to slowly but surely pump her into ecstasy. 

Rose had moved off her by now, giving me those heavy tits to hold on to as I ploughed powerfully on and on. She was now sitting in a chair beside the bed, legs spread over the arms and her fingers buried deep inside of her. "How does it feel Annie, he's fucking good isn't he, I could barely walk last week after he'd finished with me, I can't wait for my turn." Annie's first orgasm came quite quickly, closely followed by her second and I could now feel her juice running down my balls as they slapped against her arse. I twisted her over to her side and put her leg over my shoulder and redoubled my efforts, running my hands along those silky thighs, snapping the elastic at the top of those stockings. Rose gasped and I looked over to see that she had moved onto what looked like a big blue rabbit and was pushing it deeper and deeper into her luscious pussy. Knowing Rose I didn't doubt there would be more filthy fucking once I'd shagged her friend so I didn't try and hold back too much and just gave Annie the bed shaking stomach churning fuck that she needed. 

I think the three of us came together, me deeply inside the shaking screaming tied and helpless Annie, her own orgasm lasting for ages, rolling and peaking as she twitched and shuddered, Rose with that deep throaty groan of the truly satisfied, the end of the vibrator jammed hard against her arse as her fingers swirled remorselessly around her clit.

After we got our breath back we untied the now shattered Annie, she seemed exhausted, almost unable to move until we had stroked and teased her back to life, her shaky grin assuring me that I had given her the fuck she had been looking for. 

Ever the mistress of ceremonies, Rose then arranged us at the head of the bed before making Annie lick us both clean, her silky tongue soon having me back to my hardest. Rose then straddled me, my cock slipping easily into her very wet pussy. While she plunged up and down on me she made Annie sit in the chair and fuck herself with the rabbit, telling her what to do all the time "Deeper, that's it push it all the way in, now pull it out and use the trust, push the ears against your clit." Until her breathing became too ragged and she collapsed on top on me, grinding her clit against my pubic bone as she came. 

Annie's previously tight looking cunt was now gaping wide from all the action it had been getting as she was once more told to kneel down between my legs and suck my cock. Rose knelt beside her and worked three fingers into her, scooping her juice out and smearing it over her ass. "Annie's a dirty little whore you know Marco." said Rose casually, "She loves it when I do this to her." as she pushed her forefinger into Annie's now well lubricated ass making her jerk her head up and gasp. "Carry on sucking, I'm going to get your other present." said Rose before disappearing into the bathroom. 

She came out moments later wearing a decent sized black strap on cock! 

As I held Annie's head down onto my cock she climbed onto the bed behind Annie and without any preamble fed the hard black rubber into her cunt. After a couple of false starts she was soon fucking her friend as powerfully as I would have done. What a sight, Annie with her big tits swaying and rubbing against my thighs, Rose with hers pierced and tattooed bouncing in time to her thrusting, I had to concentrate on not shooting down Annie's throat just yet.

Rose then sucked her thumb noisily, coating it with saliva before pushing it against Annie's arse. The girl left my cock as she felt the tip go in, moaning "No Rose, oh no, not there, it's too big!" in a way that so obviously meant yes. Soon she had her whole thumb in and was pumping it into the girls ass in time to her thrusting into her pussy. I think we all knew what was coming next as she withdrew the dildo from Annie's cunt and pushed it against her arse, gently at first but more firmly as the head slipped deeper and deeper. Annie was biting my thigh by now as the pressure built up and Rose started to gently fuck her arse. Not wishing to be left out I twisted round so I was underneath her and began to lick her pussy and clit. It didn't take long before she was wailing through another orgasm much to Rose's delight. "Oh Marco, I think she's enjoying her birthday, don't you!" she laughed as she slowed down and pulled out "But lets give her one last treat." 

She moved so she was lying down with the black cock sticking up in the air "Come on Annie, stick it back up your arse, no face away from me, that's right, all the way in. Now lean back so I can grab your tits. Spread your legs wider. "Marco, you should be able to stick your cock up her cunt now." I needed no second bidding and despite the tangle of limbs I was soon buried balls deep into the now very full Annie, who was gasping and moaning as my cock rubbed along the rubber one buried in her ass. "Ok Marco, just fuck her hard now, fill her full of spunk for me to lick out, I'm getting thirsty." I wasted no time in doing just that, the feeling of the rubber cock against mine was unusual in a good way and I was soon pumping deep within her, Roses busy fingers had by now found Annie's clit and she came at about the same time as I did. 

Once we had untangled ourselves and has a celebratory glass of champagne, I watched as Annie tied and then fucked Rose in a variety of positions for almost half an hour with the strap-on and rabbit before I wanked my final load of the day over the pair of them. 

As I was leaving Rose asked me if I would be willing to act as her escort to a dinner she had to attend the following week, "Dinner jacket etc and a five star hotel? Interested?" 

I answered by giving her the deepest sexiest kiss I could muster, squeezing her tits through her thin gown. See you next week Mrs Morganite!



Birthday Girl



"Fore!!!" Sam shouted as he swung the club, striking the little white ball with a resounding 'crack." 

I held my hand up to shield my eyes from the sun as I watched the ball sail into the distance, veering off to the right before disappearing into a copse of tall trees. 

"God Damn It!" he cursed, pounding the driver into the turf in frustration. 

I smiled in amusement as I made my way to the gold cart, taking a sip of the luke-warm beer in my hand. 

"You know," I said with a smile as I slipped into the driver's seat. "You don't have to yell 'fore' every time you tee off." 

"I like it," he replied with a shrug as he slipped his club back into his golf bag. "Do you want another beer?" 

"No, I'm good," I answered simply, reaching down to turn the key. "Maybe you should slow down too. That's probably why you keep slicing it." 

"Nah," Sam scoffed as he climbed into the cart. "I golf better when I'm drunk." 

I put my foot to the floor and sent the small vehicle speeding off across the fairway towards the location where we could hopefully find Sam's ball. 

"Are you coming out tonight for Krista's birthday?" he asked, leaning back and placing his foot against the dash. 

"I don't know man. I'm kind of sick of nightclubs." 

"Oh come on! I don't want to be the only guy there." 

"Ummm, well I might go for a bit. Does Krista have any good looking friends?" 

Sam cocked his head towards me with interest. 

"Aren't you still seeing that Amber chick?" 

"Nope," I replied, pulling the cart up beside the cluster of trees. 

"Really?" he asked as she hopped out to search for his ball. "What happened?" 

"Nothing. I just wasn't really into her." 

"Why not?" Sam asked, grabbing his nine-iron and strolling through the trees. "She was pretty hot." 

"Yeah, she was," I muttered as I followed close behind, scanning the underbrush for the little white ball. "She was just kind of...boring." 

"She seemed pretty fun to me." 

"I mean...in bed. She was boring in bed." 

"Ah, I see," he said with a wide, understanding smile. "Boring for you? Or boring for a normal person?" 

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked with laugh. 

"You know what it means," Sam shot back. "You're a bit of a freak." 

"Trust me man," I replied simply. "She was lame." 

"She couldn't have been that lame." 

"She wouldn't even do doggy style! " 

"Really?" 

"Yeah. Or sixty-nine." 

"So I'm guessing she doesn't take it in the ass either huh?" 

I just shook my head. 

"I didn't even try and bring that one up," I explained, pulling some branches aside as I continued to look. 

"Man, I'm having the opposite problem with Krista." 

I was about to ask Sam what he meant, when he struck his club against a tree and shouted out a frustrated curse. 

"Fuck this," he seethed, growing tired of the searching. "I'll just take a drop." 

"It'll cost you two strokes." 

"Whatever." 

I laughed to myself as Sam trudged back out onto the fairway and tossed another ball down. Without so much as a practice swing, he struck the ball with his club, sending it skidding along the ground into the distance. 

"Maybe you should stick to pitch and putt," I teased, walking back to the car. 

"Fuck you," he muttered under his breath as he shook his head in frustration. 

As we got back in and drove off, my mind remained fixated on his earlier comment. 

"What did you mean?" I asked. "When you said that you're having the opposite problem with Krista?" 

"All she wants is anal," he explained, turning to acknowledge me through the dark lenses of his sunglasses. "It's like she's obsessed with it." 

"You know, some guys would kill to be in your position," I offered. "Do you really have a problem with that?" 

"It was cool the first few times," he explained, sipping from his beer. "But I'm over it. I like the pussy! I want the pussy!" 

I laughed out loud as he continued his humorous rant. 

"Plus now," he exclaimed. "She's always trying to do stuff to my ass. I'm not into it. I don't want her anywhere near my ass." 

"Really? Like what?" 

"She's always trying to stick her finger in there and stuff. She even asked me if she could lick my ass." 

"Wow," I exclaimed, growing more interested with every word. "I had no idea Krista was so kinky. She seems like kind of a good girl." 

Sam shrugged. 

"You should let her try it," I continued. "You might like it." 

Sam shook his head vehemently as he took another drink. 

"By the way," I added, changing the subject. "If it's her birthday today, then why aren't you spending the day with her? Shouldn't you be taking her out to dinner or something?" 

"Nah," he said, dismissively. "I wanted to go golfing today. I'm going to have to go out with her tonight anyways." 

"Yeah?" I asked sceptically. "And she didn't mind?" 

"Yeah, she was a little pissed. But what else is new." 

I chuckled to myself as I shook my head with disbelief. As far as I could tell, Krista had always been the perfect girlfriend while Sam seemed to treat her relatively bad. Aside from being quite attractive, she was also intelligent as her recent acceptance into medical school had shown. She was actually pretty fun to be around as well, although Sam didn't usually like bringing her when we went out. This was probably due to the fact that he had a penchant for hitting on other girls whenever his girlfriend was absent. In fact, he had absolutely no qualms about cheating on Krista, even when the other girls were considerably less attractive, as they generally were. 

"Man," I said with exasperation. "I don't know how she puts up with you." 

"Me neither," he agreed with a cocky smile. "Me neither." 

A couple hours later, Sam and I finished our game and we went our separate ways. After the day of golfing and drinking in the hot sun, I was exhausted and wanted to take a long nap before going out later in the night. As soon as I got home, I collapsed on my couch and quickly fell asleep. Waking a few hours later, I felt refreshed and ready to go out. I took a shower, made myself presentable and called a cab. 

Before going out to the club, I met some friends at a pub for a few drinks. By 9 P.M. I still hadn't heard anything from Sam, so I was beginning to wonder if my night was going to be ending sooner than I had thought. It was around 10, when I finally received word, in the form of a garbled text message from my friend that was barely readable. I was feeling pretty good and ready to continue having fun, so I left the pub and headed downtown to the club that Krista had chosen to celebrate her birthday. 

The bar was in a relatively seedy part of town, and I was relieved to see that there was no line up yet. Flashing my ID and paying a small cover charge, I headed inside. As soon as I walked through the doors, I began to scan the place for any sign of Sam. It was actually fairly crowded and I was forced to push my way through the throngs of drunken party-goers in search of my friend. I walked around the room before stopping at an empty table to scan the dance floor. 

"Damon!" a voice called out as I turned to see Sam pushing his way towards me. "You made it." 

He threw his arm around my shoulder and stumbled into me as I held my hands out to steady him. He smelled like beer and was obviously very, very drunk. 

"Easy there guy," I said with a smile as he immediately began pointing out girls on the dance floor, slurring his words as he spoke. 

As I distanced myself from my friend's uncharacteristically friendly embrace, I saw Krista emerge from the crowd, followed by two other girls that I recognized. 

"Hi Damon," she greeted cheerfully as she cast a slightly embarrassed glance at her stumbling boyfriend. "Thanks for coming." 

"My pleasure," I replied with a friendly smile. "Happy birthday." 

I was blown away by Krista's appearance. I had always found her to be quite attractive, but this night she looked absolutely amazing. Her 5'5 toned athletic frame was sheathed in an extremely tight black and white striped dress that seemed to cling to ever curve of her body like a second skin. She usually dressed quite plainly, so I was amazed to see her in such an enticing outfit. Her legs, which I had never even seen before, looked irresistible as they protruded from the bottom of her tight fitting dress which only came down to about mid-thigh. The muscularity of her sexy stems was emphasized by the pair of tall black pumps that adorned her feet, with thin black laces criss-crossing their way up her calves. The dress allowed an ample amount of cleavage to be seen as it pressed her breasts together snugly before giving way to a thin string that tied at the back of her neck. Her shimmering blonde hair was tied back and styled elegantly as the thick lustrous waves cascaded down between her shoulders. Her bangs were styled to one side, sweeping down over her forehead and partially veiling her sparkling blue eyes that batted continuously from the tickling strands. Her facial features were soft and cherubic, dominated by a broad, beaming smile displaying a prominent row of gleaming white teeth. 

"Thanks," she said softly, leaning in to give me a platonic peck on the cheek. 

I suddenly felt a little nervous in her presence, as my thoughts kept drifting back to the comments that Sam had divulged earlier that day. The other two girls were friends of Krista's, named Carrie and Lisa respectively. Bother were moderately attractive, although neither could compare to my friend's girl who seemed to outshine any other female in the club. 

"Come on," Sam urged, grabbing me by the shoulder and subjecting me to a drunken jostling. "Let's go find you some sluts!" 

"Umm," I stammered, growing concerned with my friend's behaviour. "How many drinks have you had?" 

"I don't know," he snapped, spattering my face with a small amount of beer-tainted spittle. "I lost count after about twelve." 

"Wait a minute. Didn't you take a break when you got back from golfing?" 

"No, he didn't," Krista answered, sounding slightly annoyed. 

My eyes widened in amazement. 

"You mean you've been drinking constantly all day long?" 

"Yep." 

"Since noon?" 

"Yep." 

I knew that it was going to be a short night for Sam. 

"Come on," he prompted. "Let's hit the dance floor." 

"I don't dance," I replied shaking my head. "Besides, I think I need to get a drink." 

"Good idea. Let's do a shot!" 

"I think you've had enough for tonight," I said, slowly moving away. "You go dance. I'll be right back." 

Sam agreed and stumbled out onto the dance floor as Carrie and Lisa joined him. Krista remained standing at the table, looking slightly unhappy. 

"Hey, it's your birthday," I said with a playful nudge. "Shouldn't you be the one stumbling around drunk?" 

"I guess I should be," she responded half-heartedly. 

"Well, come on then. I'll get you a birthday shot." 

Krista's mood seemed to lighten as she agreed, accompanying me to the bar. After a long wait and jostling for position, I managed to secure a couple shots which we downed quickly. I also bought us both another drink and we headed back to the table.  

As we arrived at our previous location, I looked out over the dance floor to see Sam dancing with Lisa, his body pressed tightly into hers with his hands casually migrating down her back to her ass. I cringed and glanced over at Krista to see if she had noticed. She cast her boyfriend a disappointed glare before shaking her head and taking a sip of her drink. 

"Doesn't that bother you?" I asked, as Sam continued to shamelessly grope his girlfriend's friend in full view. 

Krista shrugged. 

"He does it all the time," she explained. "I'm kind of used to it by now." 

I tried to get my friend's attention and somehow urge him to stop, but he was oblivious to anyone else in the room. I sipped my drink in uncomfortable silence, unsure of what to say. 

As the pair finished dancing, they made their way back to us, Sam's eyes glazed over with inebriation. As they reached the table, he gave Krista a slap on the ass which only won him another disappointed glare from his annoyed girlfriend. I was beginning to think that things were going be getting very ugly. 

As the night wore on, it became obvious that Sam had had his fill and would soon be passing out regardless of his location. Krista decided that it was time to go, albeit over the rambling protests of her slurring boyfriend. I offered to share a cab, seeing that the night appeared to be over for me as well. 

No sooner had we hailed a cab, than Sam was vomiting on the sidewalk under the judgemental gaze of the surrounding crowds. The taxi refused to take us and so we were forced to wait for another. When we finally found another one, I was propping Sam up with all my strength as he had obviously lost any remnant of consciousness. When we reached Krista's house, I decided to help her by hauling his drunken body inside. After we had successfully put him to bed, I made a quick trip to the bathroom to wash my hands before saying goodnight. 

"Oh, are you leaving?" Krista asked, her voice tinged with disappointment. "You can stay here if you want." 

"No, that's okay," I said with a wave of my hand. "I don't want to be a bother. And it's still too early to go to sleep." 

"Well, I'm not tired either," she countered with an adorable smile. "Why don't you stay for a bit and keep me company. It is still my birthday." 

I nodded, conceding to her request as an expression of delight crossed her face. 

"Good," she said simply as she skipped into the kitchen. "Want a drink?" 

"Uhhh, yeah okay. If you're going to have one." 

"Oh," she said emphatically. "I definitely am having a drink." 

"Yeah, I guess you deserve it," I said with a laugh as I sat down on the sofa. "After the night you've had." 

"I know, right," she piped back, the growing happiness expressed openly in the tone of her voice. "What an awful birthday!" 

Krista poured us each a glass of wine and joined me in the living room. I started to feel a little weird, as the two of us had never really been together alone before, but her carefree mood quickly put me at ease. We discussed school and work, but somehow the topic of conversation always came back to Sam. 

"So it really doesn't bother you when he dances with other girls like that?" I asked, still amazed by her accommodating nature. 

"Well, I'd rather have him dancing with them than screwing them," she answered pessimistically. "Not that he doesn't do that too though." 

I froze as a blank expression took hold of my surprised face. Krista knew that Sam cheated on her? 

"It's okay," she offered, noticing me shifting uncomfortably in my seat. "I'm not going to grill you for details." 

Her assurance provided me with a little relief, although I still felt a little awkward. I couldn't believe that Krista knew about her boyfriend's recurrent infidelity. I was truly beginning to wonder why she even stayed with him at all. Aside from being so far out of his league in the looks department, she had to tolerate his disrespectful behaviour on a regular basis. Now with this new piece of information I was completely baffled. 

"So how's Amber?" Krista asked, diverting the conversation back to me. 

"I wouldn't know," I answered as I took a drink. "We broke up." 

"Oh yeah," she sighed as if recalling something from her memory. "The no doggy style thing." 

"What?" I asked in surprise. "He told you that?" 

Krista cast me an impish smile as she giggled to herself. 

"You'd be surprised how much info I can get from him after he's had a few beers." 

I began to wonder how much my friend had divulged concerning my sex life. 

"And it wasn't just the no doggy style thing," I began to explain. "She was just..." 

"Bad in bed?" she piped in, finishing my sentence. 

"Uh, yeah," I agreed. "Kind of. I mean...I don't need a girl to be super kinky or anything, but sometimes it's nice to have a little..." 

"Sixty-nining and ass fucking!" she shot in again, an amused smile displaying her delight in teasing me. 

"Wow," I stated simply. "He really does tell you everything huh?" 

Krista laughed and drank greedily from her glass. 

"I had no idea my sex life was such an area of interest for you guys," I muttered, as I shook my head. 

"Well, it seems a hell of a lot more interesting than our sex life," she answered back softly under her breath. 

"Yeah," I said, jumping on the opportunity to turn the table on Krista. "Sam told me you had a few...unrequited interests." 

Her face instantly flushed red and her mouth dropped open in a horrified expression. 

"Oh my God!" she howled, her voice muffled as she covered her embarrassed face in her hands. "I can't believe he told you that!" 

"It works both ways I guess," smiling as I lounged back and gloated with satisfaction. 

"I'm sooo embarrassed," she continued. "You probably think I'm some kind of perverted slut or something now." 

"No, no, no," I assured in an attempt at dispelling some of her discomfort. "Don't worry. It takes a lot to shock me." 

Looking up from her sheltering hands, her shameful expression gradually transformed into one of interest as I took another drink. 

"Mmmm," I exclaimed, examining the wine. "This is really good wine." 

"Yeah, it is," she agreed, taking a drink of her own. "It was actually a birthday present from Sam." 

"Well, there you go," I offered, raising my glass in salute. "See. Your birthday wasn't a total loss. At least you got a great bottle of wine out of it." 

"Yeah..." Krista answered with hesitation. "I think I would have preferred if he had gone down on me though." 

I coughed, and struggled to prevent the wine from spraying out of my mouth as I swallowed. 

"W...what was that?" I stammered, patting my chest as I tried to catch my breath following Krista's surprisingly blatant comment. 

"I thought you said nothing shocked you?" she teased, smiling with amusement. 

"It just caught me by surprise," I explained, sitting the glass down on the coffee table. "Why? Were you trying to shock me?" 

"Not at all," she replied casually as she fidgeted with one of the small, silver hoops in her ear. "I was just being truthful. On his birthday, I gave him the best blowjob of his life. I was just hoping for a little of the same." 

I was more than a little surprised at the manner in which Krista kept diverting the conversation back to the topic of sex. She seemed unbothered however, which put me at ease. 

"Did...you...ask him to...do it?" I asked, picking my words extremely carefully. 

"I hinted," she replied. "I always do, but...he just doesn't like to do that." 

I nodded in understanding, unsure of what to say. 

"Do you like to do it?" she asked, breaking the brief silence with the simple question. 

"Do I like to...?" I began cautiously. 

"Eat pussy!" she exclaimed with a broad, gleaming smile. 

"Uh...yeah. I do. I...actually like it a lot." 

"That's what I thought," she said with a satisfied expression, letting her blues eyes linger on me as she took another drink. 

"So..." I began, anxious to change the topic of conversation. "What else did you get for your birthday?" 

"Sam got me some lingerie too. A pair of little lacy, black panties." 

"Oh yeah? Sounds...sexy." 

"I guess," Krista said unconvincingly as she circled the rim of her wine glass with her finger. "I don't really like to wear underwear." 

"Really?" 

She nodded and the corner of her lip twitched as she tried to withhold a growing smile. 

"So..." I began, growing bolder as the conversation continued. "Does that mean that you aren't wearing any right now?" 

For a brief moment I thought I had maybe pushed things too far as Krista's eyes locked on me in an emotionless expression. Slowly however, her visage softened and she shifted in her seat. 




Birthday Girl



"What do you think?" she asked, tilting her head to the side. 

I smiled as my gaze was drawn to her toned legs, shifting together in an enticing fashion as her tight dress rode further up her thighs. 

"I...think you are wearing something under there," I answered after some careful consideration. 

"Oh yeah?" Krista said, lightly stroking her fingers up the side of her thigh. "Wanna bet?" 

I sat back and crossed my arms, intrigued by the way with night was turning out. 

"Okay. Sure, "I stated with mock confidence. "I bet you are wearing underwear." 

Without so much as another word, she casually reached down and began to inch her tight fitting dress up her thighs as she slowly spread her legs. I tried to remain calm as I watched my friend's girlfriend gradually expose herself, allowing me a clear view between her legs. I swallowed hard as I found myself staring at Krista's perfectly pink, hairless pussy from across the coffee table. 

"I win," she said softly as I sat frozen with astonishment. 

"Y...yes...yes you do," I stammered as she smiled with satisfaction and closed her legs back together. 

"So what do I win?" she asked, biting her bottom lip as she continued to study my expression. 

"W...what do you want?" 

"Hmmm," she hummed to herself as she rolled her eyes back as if in contemplation although it seemed like she already had something in mind. "Well, you could give me that birthday present I've been craving?" 

My heart was pounding and I could feel my dick begin to expand at the very sound of her voice. I suddenly found myself extremely conflicted, torn between my ever increasing lust and my loyalty to my friend. I would have thought she might be kidding if not for the intense, sexual glare emanating from her crystal blue eyes. 

"Well?" she prodded, running her tongue across her bottom lip as she rubbed her legs together in a blatant attempt to entice me further. 

It was at that point, that I came to fully realize Krista's intentions and decided to give myself over to my desires. With a stoic expression concealing my anxious anticipation, I rose to my feet and walked my way around the coffee table as she waited patiently with a subtle, sly smile. My pulse raced with trepidation as I closed in, watching for any sign of reluctance on her part. I studied her expression and saw nothing but unrestrained desire in her eyes as she gazed up at me. Smiling back, I hovered over her for a moment before lowering myself to my knees. Krista took a deep breath as she saw me kneeling before her and paused for a second before her smile increased into a full sexy grin and she leaned back and spread her legs apart in expectation. 

I placed a hand on each of her knees and gently guided her legs apart as she pulled her dress up to her hips. As my eyes descended from her beautiful, expectant face to the blushing folds between her legs, Krista shuffled forward on the sofa in preparation. Her hairless, puffy mound seemed to beckon me from around her alluring, pink folds and I lowered my head. 

A subtle moan of pleasure escaped her lips as the tip of my tongue flicked out over her soft, dewy lips. Up and down, like a small, wet paintbrush my tongue stroked the length of her inviting, pink slit before wriggling its way inside. 

"Mmmm," she purred in appreciation as she lifted one of her legs into the air and rested it gently over my shoulder. 

I planted my lips around her little wet hole in an effort to slide my tongue as far as it would reach, tasting the insides of her delectable pussy as she stroked her fingers through my hair. All feelings of inhibition and guilt soon faded away to be replaced by an eager, unrestrained lust as I stoked the fires of carnal desire with deep, wet stabs of my enthusiastic tongue. With her pussy growing wet under my busy lips, I moved up and licked her tiny sensitive clit with playful flickering licks. Clamping my lips around the fleshy button, I stroked my finger up the surface of her slit before pushing it inside as her body writhed with delight. 

"God, I love your pussy," I gasped, pulling my wet lips from between her legs for a brief moment. 

"Mmmm," she sighed in response as her fingers clutched at my hair with every-growing intensity. "I think my pussy loves your tongue." 

My finger began slowly plunging in and out as my tongue continued to tease her clit with small, frantic licks. I could feel her moisture growing around my sliding finger and soon added another, curling them both up to press her G-spot with firm, massaging pressure. Krista's blissful gasping became more erratic and she hooked her heel into my back, urging me to continue. 

"Give me that," she said softly as she reached down to guide my fingers out of her sopping wet hole. 

She looked directly into my eyes with a heated stare as she brought my hand to her mouth and wrapped her soft lips around my wet fingers, sensually sucking them clean of her juices. I could feel my cock pulsing in my pants as I watched with admiration, Krista dutifully licking my fingers with loving swipes of her little pink tongue. Placing my hungry mouth back at her flushed, red pussy, I felt a renewed surge of sexual enthusiasm overtake me as the reality of the situation set it. I was on my knees with my face buried in Krista's pussy while her boyfriend slept in a nearby room! The mere naughtiness of it all just served to further increase my arousal and I decided to take things one step more. 

Working my way down from her dripping wet hole, I planted soft, exploratory kisses along both cheeks of her ass, gradually zeroing in on her perfectly pink little star. As I closed in, I let my lips linger against her tender flesh, leaving small, wet patches on her quivering skin. 

"Yessss," she muttered quietly as I continued to tease her by running my tongue agonizingly close to her asshole. 

Her quiet muttering soon turned to blissful moaning when she felt the tip of my tongue gliding gingerly over her tightly closed ring. Her perfect little pink hole seemed to wink anticipation as I coated it in a warm, wet layer of glistening saliva. Krista complimented the work of my eager tongue by working her clit over with slow circular movements of her fingers. 

"Do you like having your ass licked?" I asked, looking up at her in between lustful swipes of my hot, wet tongue. 

"Oh fuck yes," she replied convincingly, reaching down to pull her ass cheeks apart before my pressing lips. 

I closed my mouth around her tiny hole, probing Krista's butt with potent stabs of my willing tongue as she whimpered with pleasure. I could feel her clenching muscular ring tighten as I wriggled deeper inside her, tonguing her ass with wanton carnality. My head began bobbing back and forth, piercing her accommodating orifice with repeated hungry thrusts until she grabbed my hair and pulled my head back to catch her lustful gaze. 

"I want to do it to you," she panted, her face displaying a resolutely passionate expression. "Will you let me lick your ass?" 

"You can do anything you want," I answered truthfully as she smiled back with excitement. 

"Take your clothes off," Krista ordered, sitting up and swiping a few strands of hair out of her eyes. 

A few moments later I was completely naked, standing before Krista as I nervously held my erect, throbbing cock in my shaking hand. 

"How do you want me?," I asked, eagerly awaiting the upcoming activities. 

"On your hands and knees," she replied as her eyes flashed with zestful naughtiness. 

"Really?" I queried with surprise. 

"Hey," she shot back with a shrug of her shoulders. "You said I could do anything I wanted." 

"Well, it is your birthday after all," I stated with a smile, conceding to her kinky request. 

I felt oddly exposed as I assumed the subservient position as Krista climbed onto the couch behind me. I rested my head on a cushion and waited as my heart raced with expectation. 

"Oh yeah," she softly exclaimed, laying her open hands against each of my cheeks as she eyed her prize with uncompromised lust. "You have no idea how bad I've always wanted to try this." 

I held my breath as I felt her gentle hands pushing my cheeks apart. I couldn't believe this was happening. My friend's girl was going to lick my ass. 

I shivered when I felt Krista's warm breath on my backside, and then moaned when I felt her soft lips pressing against the flesh of my ass. Gathering a suitable amount of saliva in her mouth, she let it trickle from the tip of her tongue down over my sensitive hole. My dick was aching with desire as it hung idly between my legs, the agony becoming almost unbearable as Krista first touched her tongue to my asshole. 

"Oh my god," I gasped as her little pink tongue slipped over my tiny opening before testing the tautness with gentle, stabs. 

"Does that feel good," she asked, giving me a playful slap on the ass. 

"Fuck yes," I groaned pleasurably, as she continued to bathe my hole with long, lingering licks. 

"Have you ever had your ass licked before?" she asked as she gingerly wrapped her fingers around my dick and gave a few careful strokes. 

"Uh huh," I answered as I once again felt the indescribable sensation of Krista's hot little tongue playing with my eager asshole. 

"Probably not from a girl as hot me though?" she joked, running her tongue up the length of my cleft. 

"Nope," I managed to sputter out. 

Although she had been kidding, it was definitely true. The thought of Krista's beautiful face buried in my ass would be forever imprinted on the surface of my dirtiest fantasies. I could feel my asshole growing wet under the unrelenting swathe of her busy tongue as she treated my throbbing shaft to a series of slow, lazy strokes. Krista then took my balls in her mouth, sucking softly before running her tongue back up to my ass and renewing her oral assault with shameless enthusiasm. 

"This is so fucking hot," she purred, lashing my asshole with frantic, hungry licks. "This is making me so fucking horny." 

I had never encountered a girl with such a blatant fetish for the male ass before, but as Krista's tongue proceeded to sheath itself inside me, I was extremely grateful for the opportunity. For the next few minutes I relished in the sensation of having my most sensitive regions of my body treated to the talented abilities of her nimble tongue and soft lips. A small bead of precum had been forced out of the tip of my pulsing cock and was dangling precariously when Krista pulled my shaft back and sucked the sweet droplet into her eager little mouth. 

"Mmmm, I could do this all night long," she muttered, firmly stoking her fingertip over my clenching asshole. "You have no idea how many times I laid in bed, fingering my pussy as I fantasized about shoving my tongue up a guy's ass." 

"Well, you can put your tongue up my ass anytime you want," I offered as I felt my tight little ring stretching to accommodate her pressing finger. 

"Hmmm," she purred, pushing her slender finger in up to the first knuckle. "I might have to take you up on that." 

I struggled to relax as the further intrusion of Krista's dextrous digit caused my ass to tighten before her continuing probing. 

"Would you like that?" she asked, twisting her finger and sliding it deeper. "I could be your dirty little ass licking slave?" 

I moaned at the thought as her finger began sliding in and out and her other hand pumped my dangling cock with increasing speed. 

"You're going to make me cum," I warned, which only seemed to encourage her playful thrusting. 

"Good," she whispered before driving the entire length of her finger deep into my ass as she folded my dick back to plant within her accepting mouth. 

My ass clenched violently around her finger as the wiggling digit pressed against my prostate eliciting a series of pleasurable spasms that soon sent a copious amount of creamy white cum rushing down my cock and exploding forth into Krista's sucking mouth. My dick throbbed and pulsed between her lips as her mouth became filled with the warm, sticky load and she slowly withdrew her finger from the clutching confines of my tightening hole. 

Krista moaned with her mouth full of cum as she let my wet cock slip from her lips. Moving back up to my ass, she opened her mouth and let the creamy white fluid spill out to bathe my hole with a trickling river of slippery, hot jism. As I felt the warm liquid dribbling down my crack and dripping down over my balls, she once again buried her face into my backside, lapping hungrily at the sticky mess. 

"Fuck, you're a dirty girl," I moaned, revelling in the warm sensation of her nimble tongue travelling the length of my ass as she sucked up the dripping fluids. 

"Yes, I am," she concurred before driving her tongue deep into my pulsing asshole. 

I reached back and pulled her head into me as she struggled to force more of her wriggling, wet appendage inside me. I also noticed her hand busy at work between her legs as she tongue fucked me with savage, lustful strokes. 

"I'm so fucking turned on from eating your asshole," she gasped, licking her lips with devilish intent. "I'm going to cum. I want to cum with my tongue in your ass." 

The rapid rubbing of her fingers sent vibrations from her shaking body to mine as she moaned into my wet, cum covered ass. Now lubricated with slippery fluids, her tongue slipped easily inside me as her lips enclosed my hole with a firmly pressing seal, sucking and kissing with obscene desperation. I was already feeling my flaccid, hanging cock expanding back to life under the unrelenting assault when Krista's body began to shake with signs of a rapidly advancing orgasm. With her ecstatic squeals muffled, her nails dug into my flesh and she moaned her way through a restrained, turbulent climax as my hungry asshole swallowed up her wriggling tongue. 

"Oh my God," she gasped, sitting back and wiping her chin. "That was fucking hot." 

"Yes it was," I agreed, glancing back at her contented face, flushed red from exertion. 

"I...want to do something else," Krista said after a brief moment of contemplation. "Do you want to do something...dirtier?" 

"Dirtier than what we just did?" 

"I want you to...fuck my ass," she said, somewhat reluctantly as if embarrassed to make the request. 

"You're the birthday girl," I replied with a broad smile that betrayed my growing anticipation. 

"I sure am," she shot back enthusiastically. "I'm going to go get some lube. Turn on the TV please. We're going to need some noise to cover up the sounds." 

As I searched for the remote control, Krista straightened herself up and tip-toed into the bedroom, being careful as to not rouse her slumbering boyfriend. A minute later, she re-emerged, stepping gingerly as she gently closed the door behind her. 

"Got it," she whispered, holding up the small plastic bottle as she strolled back into the living room. 

She then tossed me the lubricant and began peeling off her tight fitting dress, finally presenting herself to me in completely naked splendour. I studied her with admiration, marvelling at the perfect roundness of her breasts, protruding from her chest as a tiny silver locket dangled from her neck between them. Without so much as a word, Krista then walked over and knelt before the sofa, bending over to lay her upper body against the soft cushions in a submissive and alluring pose. I knelt directly behind her and squeezed some of the lubricant into my palm as I eyed her lusciously round backside with covetous desire. 

"Did you like licking my ass?" I asked, coating the shaft of my penis with the slippery substance. 

"Yes," she whimpered, reaching back to rub her fingers over her exposed asshole. "I loved it." 

I smiled at her answer as I watched her delicate fingers trace casual circles around her tiny orifice. 

"Me too," I added, leaning down to plant a soft, sensual kiss on the inside of her ample cheek. 

Krista purred as she felt my lips touch her skin and ceased the movement of her fingers as my tongue worked its way towards her eager hole. 

"Did you like it when I shoved my whole tongue inside your ass?" she asked, in a subdued, gentle voice as I licked playfully at her moving fingers. 

"Oh fuck yes," I hissed, recalling the sensation of having a girl's warm, wet tongue sliding into my ass. "It felt amazing." 

My licking grew more intense as my tongue began wrestling with Krista's finger for supremacy over the entrance to her eager asshole. As she relented and withdrew, I moved in, stabbing her tight little star with enthusiastic, wet thrusts as my hand continued stroking my dick in preparation. 

"Mmmm," she cooed, pulling her cheeks apart in a lewd invitation. "I want you in my ass." 

With her hole nice and wet, I took hold of my cock, now shimmering with a thin coating of lubricant, and moved it into position between her widely splayed globes of flesh. Krista moaned with encouragement as my wet tip began butting into her taut little ring before slowly inching its way inside. 

"Oh yeahhhhh," she muttered, allowing her asshole to gradually stretch around my advancing cock. "I want it deep inside me." 

I watched with concentration as her greedy little ass continued to swallow up my length, beckoning me forth with enticing, subtle squeezes and constant lustful moans. I pushed on, steadying myself by placing a hand on her back and proceeded to sink the remainder of my shaft into her pulsing tunnel. 

"Is that what you wanted?" I asked with smug satisfaction, wiggling my hips to get every last inch of my pole inside her. 

"Yes," she replied in a lusty gasp, holding her cheeks pulled wide around my buried cock. "Now...fuck me." 

Prompted by her urging, I started to sway back and forth, pulling my dick out a small amount before pushing back inside. I increased the length of each stroke until my gleaming shaft was sliding deep and withdrawing almost completely with every thrust. I continued my unrelenting reaming for the next five minutes as Krista grew more excited with each passing moment. 

"Fuck yes," she groaned through clenched teeth. "I fucking love your cock in my ass." 

Leaning over, I pressed my sweat slick chest against her bare back as I shifted from deep strokes to short gyrations, manoeuvring my dick inside her hole with careful sensual movements of my hips. As she panted and gasped with ecstatic delight I whispered into her ear. 

"I've been wanting to do this for a long time." 

Krista smiled and reached back to hold me close. 

"Me too," she said softly. "What else have you thought about doing to me?" 

"Everything," I answered, forcing my dick deep inside her accepting ass. 

"Do you want to know what I would like to do?" she asked, panting with every gyration of my busy hips. 

"What?" 

"I want to be on top," she explained briefly. "I want to sit on your cock and fuck you until you cum in my ass." 

Those words alone almost brought me to orgasm and I was forced to stop all movement with my shaft embedded tightly in her tiny, squeezing tunnel. 

"Let's do it." 

With agonizing slowness, I unsheathed my dick from Krista's welcoming asshole and laid back on the carpet in patient wait. She spun around to flash me a sexy, sultry smile before moving to stand over my body with her back facing me as she stroked her violated anus with tender strokes of her delicate fingers. I held my cock pointing upwards as I patiently awaited her descent with eager anticipation. 

Lowering herself down with deliberate slowness, she positioned her hole directly over my upturned dick and nestled her luscious ass down around my throbbing shaft. I watched with kinky delight as my cock quickly disappeared into her hungry hole for the second time that night. Resting her knees on the floor, Krista settled into a comfortable position as she pushed her ass down around my rapidly vanishing pole. 




Birthday Girl



"Mmmm, there we go," she muttered with a quiet gasp as she rocked her hips gently, moving her asshole up and down my glistening cock. "Does that feel good?" 

"Yes," I replied as she fucked me, essentially jerking me off with her ass. 

"Good," she purred, reaching down caress my balls. "I can't wait to feel your cum inside me." 

"Well, keep talking like that and you'll be feeling it sooner that you think. " 

"Oooh, is that a promise?" 

"Maybe..." 

"Well just think about how good it felt to have my slutty little tongue licking your asshole," she taunted in a blatant attempt at taking me to the edge. "Think about how good it felt to shoot your cum in my mouth while I fingered your ass." 

Reaching back, Krista pulled her ass wide, giving me a perfect view of my embedded dick being hugged by her taut little ring. 

"Think about..." she continued as she pushed back, forcing my rod forcefully inside her. "How you're violating my tight little ass while my boyfriend sleeps in the next room." 

I swallowed hard. She was pushing all the right buttons and I felt the end approaching soon. 

"Does that turn you on?" she asked, shifting from a slow, deliberate grind to faster rhythmic rocking as her tantalizing butt continued to coax the cum from my tensing body. 

"Y...Yes," I stammered, laying my head back and closing my eyes, giving myself over to the overwhelming pleasure that began to course through my body, instigated by the simple action of her ass sliding up and down my wet shaft. 

"Come on," she prompted in a sexy, sensual tone. "Do it. Cum in my dirty little asshole." 

A few more strokes of her clutching ass and I let out a long, gasping groan as I felt my dick pulse within her tight confines. A second later Krista moaned with satisfaction as she felt my warm seed flooding her willing hole. She stopped moving with my tip still stuck inside before gradually renewing her gentle rocking. Slowly, the creamy white cum oozed out from her hugging ass and coated my cock with a thin, wet film as my hard shaft began to gradually wilt before slipping free of her squeezing ring. My flaccid pole fell against my stomach, Krista moved backwards as her reddened asshole clenched and unclenched, sending a stream of jism trickling out to drip down onto my bare skin. 

Just as I thought the night's activities had come to an end, Krista reached back and began to spread the dripping cum over her winking hole. 

"Mmmm, I love the feeling of cum in my ass," she proclaimed, pushing a thin digit into her cum-filled orifice. 

Even in the afterglow of post-coital recovery, I found my gaze drawn to the filthy spectacle as Krista slipped her finger deep into her ass and gave herself a few quick strokes. As she withdrew her slick, glistening finger, another thin stream of cum followed, dripping down from her shimmering, wet hole. She then turned to face me, smiling with a provocative expression as she put the cum-coated finger to her lips and sucked it into her mouth as she stared down into my astounded face. I silently mouthed the word 'wow' as she smiled and lowered her face to my stomach, lapping up the glistening sheen of cum dotting my naked skin like a hungry kitten. 

"Now that's what I call a birthday present," she said with a child-like giggle as she sat back and grinned with satisfied content. 

Suddenly feeling very anxious, I began to gather my clothes in preparation of a flighty departure as Krista did the same. 

"So..." she said as she tossed me one of my socks. "Are you going to Craig's party tomorrow?" 

"Um...Yeah, I think so. Why? Are you going?" 

Krista nodded. 

"You know...," she continued as she looked up at the clock on the wall which showed the hour hand past 12. "Today is actually my birthday." 

I responded with a puzzled expression as she smiled back at me. 

"Maybe tomorrow...I might require another birthday present." 

I studied her face for any sign of joking, but found only insistent resolve as she stared back at me with a confident smirk. I had a feeling...this was only the beginning. 

To be continued... Chapter 2 coming soon. 



Birthday Girl



(I would like to say thank DaddyDionysius for looking over my work again. Your help is greatly appreciated.

This story is a special request from Master, I hope you all enjoy it. Please leave me any comments you have and I would love your votes.

Thank you,

GirlOwned)

Birthday Girl

I sat at my desk, trying to do some blogging to keep my mind off the fact that it was my birthday. Well, not actually that it was my birthday, but more about what I would be doing. I knew Master had something special planned, he just wouldn't give me any clues.

Startled from my thoughts by a loud knock at the door, I rose and hurried over. The door opened to a delivery man in a khaki shorts outfit. He held out a large envelope and one of those little machines for me to sign.

As soon as the door closed, I tore into the envelope, thinking that it could be from Master. My excitement waned a little when the only thing that slid out was a small plastic rectangle, a magnetic strip on the back. A credit card? What the - I flipped it over, seeing Master's handwriting scrawled across a yellow sticky.

#1540, 5 P.M. sharp, follow instructions in room

I pulled the sticky off to reveal the name of a hotel, The Peabody. My excitement mounted as I raced around to the computer, quickly typing in the name of the hotel. I told myself that I needed the address, but I knew it was more about wanting to see the hotel. The site flashed up and I clicked on it, my eyes growing wide. Wow, that's a nice hotel. I wonder what type of room Master got us?

I glanced at the clock and realized that it was already four. With my propensity for getting lost, even with electronic help, I knew I had to leave now. I raced around throwing things into an over-night bag, hoping the instructions Master mentioned allowed time for me to freshen up. I zipped out to the car and keyed the address into the GPS, then off I went.

***

No doubt I looked like a country bumpkin when I walked into The Peabody. I couldn't have opened my eyes wider if I'd tried, and I did. I knew Master had something special planned, but I never expected anything that grandiose. From the contemporary design and royal palm trees, soaring marble entry and halls, exotic orchids, pricey art and decorations, to the cascading waterfalls and fountains with real live ducks in them, this was certainly a luxury hotel.

I had visions of ball gowns, tuxes, and orchestras in my head as I made my way to the fifteenth floor. Slipping the key card in the slot, I pushed the door open and walked in. The amazing room was decorated in earth tones of browns, tans, and greens. The furniture was made with rich, deep wood tones, polished to a high shine. The bed looked very inviting with the corner turned down and the fluffy pillows stacked high. There was a seating area with a sofa and chair, coffee and end table; but these had been moved around, and the desk chair was sitting where the coffee table should have been with plenty of space around it. Sitting on the chair seat were a black bra and panties, negligee, and blindfold.

I saw a note sitting on the corner of the desk. Flipping it open as I picked it up, I read Master's instructions.

You have 1 hour; bathe & moisturize, wash & style hair, light makeup-none on eyes, dress in lingerie. At 5:55 sit in chair & put blindfold on. From this point on you will not speak unless asked a direct question. You will not remove blindfold, for any reason, unless you have been sitting alone for 20 minutes or you hear my ring tone.

- Master

Heart pounding with excitement and just a little trepidation, mind racing with thoughts of what Master could possibly have planned, I set to my tasks. I wished I had time to luxuriate in that amazing tub, but I did not want to risk being late. At five minutes to six, I sat in the chair, secured the blindfold over my face, and took a couple of deep breaths to calm myself.

I heard a loud click in the direction of the door, startling me enough that I jumped slightly. My heart started pounding again; I badly wanted to ask who was there, but knew to follow Master's instructions to the letter. I thought I could hear fabric brushing against fabric, but the sound was so light that I couldn't be sure. I figured it had to be Master, but why the blindfold? Had he brought someone with him?

Soft music started floating around the room, then steadily grew louder. It wasn't so loud that neighbors would complain, hopefully, but it was loud enough to effectively muffle sounds.

I let out a little squeaky noise when I felt something brushed across the fabric over my right nipple, then the left. I felt the material of my negligee being brushed down over my arms and fall down to my hips. The fact that no one had spoken a word before touching me had my mind whirling with curiosity, and my breath hitching with the unknown. I felt hands grip my arms, pulling me up from the chair. The negligee slipped over my hands and pooled at my feet just as I felt fingers wedge under the elastic on either side of my hips. My panties slid down my legs and tugged at my feet until I raised them, one by one, and the scrap of material was removed.

I fought the urge to cover myself, then felt silly. Master has seen every inch of me he could possibly see, so why was I embarrassed? Of course, I didn't know if Master was the only one there. My bra tightened as fingers worked the clasp, then loosened and was pulled from my body. I shivered when I was completely exposed, not a scrap of material left to cover my body.

I felt hands cover both of my breasts, then squeeze and pull out, the fingers gliding over my skin until they reached the peaks. The hands couldn't belong to Master, they were too large and rough. I gasped softly, arching my back a little with the sudden pain in my nipples, pinched between thumb and forefinger. A jolt of electricity shot straight to my clit as my nipples were pinched, pulled, and twisted, causing soft moans to escape my lips. The fingers left my breasts and I wanted to cry out in protest. No, don't stop.

A hand moved between my legs, pushing directly up against my pussy. What felt like two fingers pushed deeply into my hot hole, no playing around or teasing, just pushing right in. My pussy offered no resistance, already wet from anticipation and the excitement of the unknown. I blushed, knowing whoever was there would know just what a wanton slut I really am. I moaned loudly as the fingers moved and curled inside me before pulling out. They were suddenly at my mouth, rubbing my flavor along my lips before pushing between. I licked and sucked the two large fingers, trying to get to all of my juices.

I let out a frightened little yelp as the fingers were pulled from my mouth and pushed against my chest. The unexpected move caused me to lose my balance and plop down on the chair. My arms were grabbed forcefully and pulled behind the chair back. I felt something wrapping around my wrists, then they were pulled tight against the wood, immobile. Something was wrapped around each ankle and secured to the front chair legs. I could not help the little whimper in the back of my throat at being rendered blind and helpless, unable to hear anything except music, with no idea who was in the room with me.

I felt strong hands on my knees, pushing my legs open as wide as they could go. Then a mouth pressed against my pussy, my hungry folds being sucked and licked. I moaned loudly as the mouth found my clit, teasing and pulling at it roughly, causing my hips to twitch. Hands unexpectedly grabbed my face, making me cry out. As my mouth opened to form the sound, a cock shoved inside. I gagged as it went straight to the back of my throat, the head slipping down and my lips pressed tightly against the skin at the base.

My pulse sped with the realization that there was at least two men there, one ravishing my pussy and the other deep in my mouth. I thought the cock was too large to be Master's, but it was hard to tell. It became difficult to breathe with it down my throat, not backing out an inch. I gagged a few more times, tears starting to leak under the blindfold. The cock finally pulled back, the head resting on my tongue as I took a few much needed breaths. When I closed my mouth over the head to suck, it started moving in and out, keeping a steady rhythm. The mouth on my clit was joined by fingers that started pumping in and out of my wet hole.

I started writhing against the mouth on my pussy as my excitement grew, the cock still working my mouth steadily. I whimpered with need, my orgasm close. The cock in my mouth sped up, going faster and harder, pushing further down my throat. I tried to scream as my orgasm hit me with full force, but was unable to make much sound with my throat full. My pussy clenched, grabbing at the fingers inside me even as the cock raped my mouth. The wicked man between my legs clamped his lips around my clit, sucking hard. My clit was so sensitive I didn't know if I would be able to take it, but then the cock exploded down my throat.

There was so much cum to swallow, I almost forgot about my clit as my throat worked the thick liquid.

The cock was suddenly pulled from my mouth, the face moved from between my legs. I drew in air, trying to catch my breath. Fingers pushed between my lips, forcing my mouth open. Something pressed against my bottom teeth, forcing my mouth open more, then started wedging in against my top teeth. It was trying to stretch my mouth so wide that I didn't think it would fit. I groaned when it finally pushed inside, my lips stretched tightly, the pressure on my jaw great, as fingers worked behind my head.   

My tongue peeked out, wanting to know the source of my pain, but met air. Perplexed, I ran my tongue along my bottom teeth until it met the object pressing against them. I followed it with my tongue, around to the side, up, over, around again. Just as I realized that it must be an "O" ring in my mouth, I felt a tug and a hard pinch on my right nipple. I hissed in air, but it was more like a gulp with my mouth open so wide. The pressure did not ease as my other nipple was given the same treatment.

I was left alone for a bit, contemplating my situation; the hard ache in my jaw and the dull ache in my nipples. I felt saliva pooling in my mouth; unable to close it, I tilted my head back so I could swallow. Both of my nipples pulled up and the pain increased. I quickly moved my head forward again, the pain eased but saliva dribbled from my mouth. I gave a squeak of displeasure and embarrassment, jerking my head back again to stop the saliva. I tried to yelp as the pain in my nipples increased quite a bit more.

I moved my head forward, tentatively, then back and to the side, testing. Every movement of my head had some kind of effect on the clamps on my nipples. My options were to either let the saliva pool and dribble out of my mouth, down my body; or to brave the pain in my nipples as I tilted my head back to swallow. Dang, sneaky man. Master knows drooling embarrasses me, even more so in front of others.

My hands were itching to wipe the drool I could already feel running down my body. I felt more pooling up to the edge of my lip and decided to brave the pain rather than the humiliation of drooling. I moaned as I tilted my head back, the chains connected to my nipples becoming very taut as I swallowed as much saliva as I could. I tilted my head forward again to ease the pain, my cheeks flaming red from the knowledge that I was being watched.

Who all was in the room with me? i bet Master is loving this, seeing my struggle between embarrassment and pain. What if Master wasn't even in the room right now? Maybe those present did not realize the full extent of my dilemma. The ache in my jaw took my mind off of such thoughts; I don't think my mouth had ever been stretched that wide before. I felt the drool building again, but just as I started to tilt my head back, something pushed through the ring and into my mouth.

As it slid across my tongue, strings of saliva pushed around the ring and dribbled down my chest. I whimpered in mortification, trying to pull away. A hand pressed the back of my head, I could taste pre-cum as the cock pushed deeper into my mouth, hitting my throat. I gagged, causing more saliva to spill out. My open throat was taken advantage of as the cock pushed even farther in my mouth. More gagging allowed the head to slip down my throat. The ring opening my mouth so wide inhibited my ability to fight my gag reflex, I gagged more and more. Saliva now felt like it covered my chest, dripping down between my legs.

A gurgle of alarm vibrated around the cock deep in my throat. I was scared I would throw up because I couldn't control the gagging. The thought of that embarrassment completely overrode the drool factor. Finally, the cock pulled out and I gulped in air, tilting my head as far back as I could to swallow over and over, unconcerned about the pain in my nipples.

When I brought my head forward, I felt fingers working the ties at my wrists and ankles. I hoped they didn't stop there, I badly wanted the ring removed from my aching mouth. But as soon as I was free from the chair, hands raised me to my feet. My legs were a bit shaky as I was led away. The hands took me to the bed, pushed my butt down against the mattress, then pushed back against my chest. It took a minute before I realized they wanted me to scoot to the middle of the bed.

***

Once I was in position, they laid me down and went to work on my hands and feet again. My hands were pulled over my head, then secured so I couldn't bring them back down. My legs were spread to each corner of the bed, then tied wide open. A pillow was taken from under my head and pushed under my butt, raising my pussy and ass off the bed.

I was a little relieved because I could swallow without the pain on my nipples now, but the ache in my jaw was only getting worse. The bed shook and I felt weight pressing into the mattress, allowing me to follow the movements as someone moved up by my head. I felt the mattress indent on the left side of my head, then the right. Warm skin pressed against and around my biceps, but not hands. Someone was kneeling above my face, but what were they doing?

A sharp slap against my pussy forced a yelp from my throat, I sputtered, not expecting that much saliva to fill my air way. I used my tongue to help close my throat so I wouldn't start gagging again as hands moved behind my head to unfasten the ring strap. Relief flooded through me with the knowledge that I would be able to close my aching jaw. Another sharp slap, another yelp and struggle with my saliva. I tried to groan, wanting to beg the person above me to remove the ring. Please, anything you want. Just get this out of my mouth. My pussy lips were stinging, but the ache in my jaw and the fear of choking on my saliva were much bigger worries for me.

Slap!

The pain was so great this time that I couldn't keep my tongue in place and started choking a bit. Hands gripped my head and turned it to the side, allowing saliva to run out onto the bed. I gasped in air around whimpers of pain. My head was turned back and I felt fingers on the ring in my mouth. I groaned as it was worked free of my upper teeth and pulled from my mouth. I wanted to close my mouth, but it ached so badly I wasn't sure I could. I groaned again, trying to force my jaws closed; but before I could, another cock was pushed into my mouth.

I wanted to cry, beg, scream, or promise to suck him off for hours; whatever it took to get him to let me work my jaw loose, to stop the aching. Instead, his cock started working between my lips, over my tongue, forcing my mouth to open wider again. Thankfully, it wasn't as wide as before; a little of the ache started to ease.

Slap! My jaw tensed, wanting to clench against the pain on my tender pussy lips. I caught myself just in time not to bite on the cock still in my mouth. It would serve him right if i did. I knew such thoughts were unbecoming of a girl such as myself, even as I felt another sharp slap and the cock push further into my mouth. I fought past the pain in my jaw and started sucking and licking the cock, hoping to distract the person above me from going for my throat again. I wasn't sure I could handle much more gagging.

He pulled out of my mouth and slapped my cheek with his hard cock. I took the opportunity to work my jaw, trying to ease the ache. Before I could do much good, he thrust back between my lips. I'm not sure if he noticed what I was doing, or just wanted in again.

Slap!

My hips rose off the bed from the pain of whatever was spanking my pussy. I squealed around the cock, once again trying not to clench my jaws and bite. Another thrust of the cock, another slap on my tender pussy, over and over. I couldn't stop my body from writhing, trying to get away from the lashes. I wasn't allowed to exercise my jaw to relieve its ache. I couldn't keep the tears from leaking out the sides of the blindfold.

I concentrated on not tearing off the cock in my mouth as my mind began to drift through the pain. I soon felt like the cock was the pain; every time it thrust into my mouth I felt more stinging needles against my hot, swollen pussy. I moaned and sucked, licked and gasped, silently cheering them on.

***

I blinked behind the blindfold, suddenly realizing that things had changed. My pussy felt like it was twice its normal size, burning and throbbing. My jaw still ached, but it was empty so I could open and close it to relieve the muscles. My feet were free and someone was running their palms up and down the tops of my legs while another worked to release my hands.

I sighed with relief as I worked my jaw muscles, very glad to finally be free of the ring and cock. My arms were released and I was pulled to a sitting position. All relief fled from my mind as the "O" ring rolled off my chest, yanking on the chains to dangle around my stomach. I yelped, futilely trying to cringe away.

Hands moved up to squeeze both of my breasts, then more pain in my nipples as the clamps were removed. I hissed air between my teeth, blood suddenly flowing back to both of my pained peaks. I realized that they must have worked together because the hands were still squeezing as fingers started massaging my tender nipples. I sighed my thanks, wanting to speak the words, but knowing it was forbidden.

Something pressed against my hand, and I closed my fingers over it. Recognizing the familiar water bottle, I sucked at it greedily, not caring that it dribbled down my chest. The cool water was actually a relief, even though it stung as it flowed over my sore pussy.

The bottle was removed from my hands, then my body was manipulated until I was on my hands and knees with somebody under me. My head was guided down until my mouth pressed against a semi-hard cock. I nuzzled it with my nose and lips, then licked it lightly. I ran my tongue down to the base, lower to the balls. I licked all over the balls, sucking bits of the loose flesh between my lips, finally taking one into my mouth. I heard a moan above me and smiled. It was the first distinct moan I'd heard yet.

From the taste and sound, I was almost sure it was Master I pleased, but the darn music was just too loud to be sure. I sucked the other ball into my mouth with the first, almost getting them both in before it slipped out again. The balls were just too large, and my jaw too sore, to accomplish the task. I let the first one slip out, then sucked the second one all the way in, giving it a gentle tug as my tongue played. The second ball slipped from my lips and I placed a light kiss on both of them before gliding my tongue back up to the shaft.




Birthday Girl



I pulled up outside Anna's house at about midday, the excitement of the day finally catching up with me. It was her 18th birthday, which meant it was time for me to deflower her and take her on a ride into the realms of promiscuity. Anna was a small girl. One of the smallest in our grade at school. In contrast, I was the tallest guy in the school, captain of the basketball team, and everyone knew me as either Rubin (my last name) the baller, or just the really tall guy. I had spent most of my schooling life training and working towards a basketball scholarship, and everyone expected I was going to get it. 

Anyway, it had become a recent tradition of mine to pay a visit to the hotter girls in my grade on the day they turned 18. I would have flirted with them in the week prior, and cometh the day, cometh the time for a good fuck. So far in all my attempts that year, none had found me rejected. I was a big, hunky athlete with a face chiseled to give me some charm, and I was not the one to stop me from using what I was blessed with. 

So as I got out of my jeep, I was once again hopeful of what was about to come. I had known Anna for some time, even going to her house as a friend several times. So when I ran into her parents at the top of their driveway, they greeted me in kind. I told them I had come to give their daughter a present and they thought that was very nice of me. They had to leave to go pick up some things for Anna's party that night, and I quickly asked them if their older daughter was home. I was happy that they said no, she too was out and Anna would be all alone, and let them go. 

Standing outside their front door, I was about to knock when I thought of a new plan. I looked around before pulling the zip of my jeans down, and withdrawing my cock. I had an impressive looking cock, both in its large size and hairless, soft, golden skin from time spent nude sunbathing by my girlfriend's pool. I left my semi-erect eight inches hanging out of my shorts and knocked on the door. I waited with a grin on my face, ready to shout happy birthday, but was surprised to find someone else open the door. 

It was Anna's sister's boyfriend, Mike, a guy that used to be on the basketball team a couple of years ago. I knew him, but did not particularly like him. I remembered when he first started going out with Anna's sister Amy, he had told me how he hoped that maybe he could get in with her little sister. He had described her as a smokin' little hottie, which really was exactly the truth, so it wasn't too much of a worry for me. I explained to him how I had come to give the little cock-stirrer a piece of my meat, gesturing down and laughing. It was then that I saw that maybe he had changed his mind about her.

His face went angry, and told me I was a jerk and that nobody was going to get with Anna, especially not me! Obviously he had taken on the big brother role, something I had not foreseen, and I told him to calm down, I was just going to wish her a happy birthday. I pushed past him inside but as I did this, he grabbed my arm, and remained at the door. "Sorry mate, I'm not going to let you go anywhere near her."

Anna appeared inside and after hearing Mike, asked him what was going on. She looked pleased to see me, but I was facing the other way, and when I turned to face her, her face turned to one of shock. Mike had not settled and now tried harder to pull me to the door. He was a decent sized guy, but I was much taller, and obviously had been hitting the gym a bit more. It was Anna who spoke up, telling Mike that it was not his responsibility to kick me out, and that she was pleased to see me. She told him to let me go and asked me to come with her into her room, but Mike wasn't letting go. "Sorry Anna, this isn't for you to decide. This guy's going home. There's no way you're going into the room with Rubin."

Neither I or Anna liked that he seemed to think he could rule her life, and she let fly saying to let me go, and I also told him to let me go, or else I would make him. He was known as a bit of a hot head, so when I tried to get him started, saying he couldn't get me out the door in a hundred years, he threw a punch. I was so much taller that his punch wasn't very accurate and I dodged it, and swung back with one of my own. It hit him square in the stomach, and he crumpled to the floor. I then shut the front door and walked over with a big happy birthday to Anna. 

The small brunette girl came barely up to my abs, making my big cock swing at an accessible level for her as I walked. She always looked very pretty, with her unique mix of caucasian and greek heritage giving her very dark eyes and hair, and a beautiful tan. In the past week, she had enjoyed the attention I had given her. It was something she had over her friends and her enemies for this week, as the captain of the basketball team was often seen at her side, chatting or giving the suggestive line of innuendo. I knew that by today, she would be ready to fuck, the desire in her eyes backing up a weeks good work. 

I walked up close and bent down to give her a hug, my long arms reaching around her tiny waist and resting on the sides of her cute ass. She always wore tight tops and dresses to highlight her amazingly skinny waist, and as usual, her dress today hugged her cute bum tightly. Her thighs were on display, with her soft girlish flesh ready to be kissed and manhandled. As I pulled away from the embrace, I looked her in dark eyes and kissed her fully on the lips. After this broke, there was a moment of nothingness where we both looked over to see Mike still writhing on the floor, before she placed a small hand on my swaying log, and I knew I was in. I swooped down, picking her up easily and cradled her as I walked into her room. As I shut the door, I could see Mike looking in with much anger and embarrassment, before I turned and tossed Anna on the bed and dove on top of her into a heated session of tongue tangling and my big hands wandering over her lithe body.

After stripping her, stimulating her dark nipples atop two perky little tits, and going to work on that little shaved slit of freshness with tongue and fingers, I was stripped and poised above her. She lay on her back, and my long arms reached out and spread her flexible legs apart. I then knelt below her delectable ass, and leant forward so that my huge body towered over her tiny one, and my fully erect nine-inch monster was positioned at her unpenetrated hole. With my muscles in my thighs, I had complete control over my slow descent into the 18-year-old pussy, squeezing my fat member into the clenching realm that was Anna's pussy. She moaned unashamedly, indistinguishably painful or pleasurable, as her arms were stretched out and her fingers gripping tightly onto the bed covers.

I used my big fingers to wander over her most sensitive areas, helping to increase her pleasure and loosen her vice-like grip on my cock. A few inches in there was the clear breaking of the hymen, and from there on, it was less of a struggle. She began to show more pleasure, experiencing her first screaming orgasm, and I was able to get about six inches inside. With this, I began a gentle pull out with a sold return in-stroke, each time causing gasps of air. I built up the speed and got to a steady rhythm of penetrating the young girl, and brought about another flood of orgasmic release. I usually had more patience, but the image of my big body and cock violating the innocence of my petite classmate was too much, and with this second orgasm, I let go, driving powerfully into her. 

All nine inches were hidden as my thighs came to rest on the fleshy warmth of her ass cheeks. She yelped loudly and opened her eyes extremely wide, tilting her head back as far as it would go and rolling her eyes back. I then placed my two big hands around her tiny waist, my fingers and thumbs meeting on both sides, and resumed my assault on her cunt, using all the muscles in my hips and thighs to thump into her snatch at tremendous speed and power. Anna seemed to endure a continuous orgasm over several minutes as my big tool slid in and out of her previously untouched depths. 

I manipulated Anna into several different positions, including ones where she was on top, controlling the fucking with the rolling of her hips as she was mounted on my big pole. She had had countless orgasms and as I pushed myself in again in doggy style, I could feel my own orgasm approaching. Once again I manhandled her little body as I stood on the bed above her, the side of her pretty little face pressed against the bed, and began piledriving my tool down into Anna. I held her hands in each of my own hands, and pulled them up and wide, so that her upper body bent backwards and her ass stuck up ever farther for my use. 

All of a sudden the door to her room opened, accompanied with the voice of her sister, "what the fuck happened to ..." She was cut off by thus sight of my huge cock disappearing into her little sister with almost unnatural speed and strength. I turned, but Anna was closing her eyes and was facing the other way in any case. I greeted Amy with a smile and casual "how're you going?" never slowing the pace of my brutal birthday fuck.

As I realised she was completely lost for words and not looking to do anything or say anything, just continuing to watch almost in trance, I carried on. Several minutes later, helped by the erotic nature of fucking Anna in front of her sister, I was ready to burst, and directed Anna to kneel before me. I held her pretty face still as I stuck the head of my cock between her lips just in time, spurting powerfully into the back of her throat. I thrust my cock down her throat for the next spurt before withdrawing and spewing the rest of my jizz all over her face. 

Anna fell back onto the bed, her small body covered in sweat, and her face sprayed all over. She lay still, spread-eagled across the bed with lack of energy. It was a sight to behold, and I looked to Amy to find some appreciation for my work. She just looked at me and my cock. Usually, I use my cock's unwillingness to go down after one spray to fuck the shit out of the birthday girl again, but this time I had scope for another option.

I jumped down from the bed and walked over confidently to Amy. She was much like her sister, only slightly taller despite the two year gap, but with equally small waist and even more delightful curves of her rear. She looked into my eyes with an unresolved fear, stepping back as I approached her, but as she walked out of the room and came into contact with the wall, I continued, and stopped only inches from her, my semi-erect cock touching the tight black tank top covering her tummy, and her big brown eyes looking up into mine.

Mike shouted from across the room, rousing my attention as I had completely forgotten about him. He lay where I left him an hour ago, in obvious pain. But as I looked back to Amy, she kept her gaze fixed on me. I then thumped my palms into the wall on either side of her face and pushed my lips against hers. She seemed almost as though she were going to cry, but the kiss was returned, and she soon slid her tongue into my mouth. I bit it gently as my extra height and forceful kissing pushed her head further and further down. 

We broke and I stood up, and consequently, not due to chance, my penis arrived to softly smack her on the cheek. She couldn't resist it as her hands came up to grab hold of it and after that scared look into my eyes, she slid the head into her mouth. Once in, I saw a new girl, as her two hands helped her to give me a blow/hand job to get me back to full erectness. Despite the fact that both of us had zoned out of our surroundings, Mike's incessant shouting and complaining from across the room was becoming too much, but the fact that he was there watching increased the eroticism doubly. 

So I stood Amy up, yanking down her denim shorts and ripping off her underwear, before picking her up, turning her over and placing my head between her legs. Her legs wrapped around my head, and left her head to fall to my stomach, conveniently where they head of my penis came to. As we got the standing sixty-nine going, I took it further, to the walking 69. I walked us over to the kitchen, and looking through the ass crack of this beautiful petite 20 year old, found some electrical tape. 

I then handed it to Amy, and walked over to Mike. He was complaining about his broken rib or something about not being able to move without serious pain, as I walked just out of his reach. Knowing he wouldn't touch his so called girlfriend, I dangled her over his body while continuing to tongue fuck her, bringing her juices to flow all over my face. I had no view of the event, but several minutes later, and much shouting from Mike, Amy said we could move. I took her to the sofa near us, and threw her down. I admired her use of the tape, as Mike was now mouth covered and hands tied (I have no idea how she did it, probably just asked him to do his girlfriend a favour).

"I'm ready for you big boy," Amy brought my attention back to her horny body as she pulled her top and bra over her head, and summoned me. I sat on the expensive yet very comfortable felt sofa and pulled her on top of me, as she mounted my prick. Similarly to her sister, she rolled her hips down onto my big prick, and was much faster at being able to take the whole cock 9" deep. Mike moaned, but not nearly as loudly as his girlfriend, whom I fucked with just as much rigour as the birthday girl, moving into a position on the edge of the sofa where I held her ankles together and pushed them out at my long arms length, presenting her ass in all is soft fleshy glory.

My pounding from earlier resumed and again I had my fuckee screaming with joy. But this wasn't enough for me and in this position, I found my next objective. Her brown puckered asshole. As I fucked her pussy deep and fast, my thumb worked it's way into her tightest of holes, and another ten minutes later I found myself lining my big dick up for entry. She made a little protest, and so did Mike, but as I eased my bad boy into her behind, her continuing pleasure helped her overcome any pain, and I was able to commit a lengthy and incredibly tight descent into her bum. 

Mike was crying as my cock bottomed out and my ramming of earlier was transposed into an anal assault on the little body beneath me. We were distracted from our trance of heavy fucking when Anna came in naked and lowered her head to her sister's vag. I orchestrated a change in position wherein Anna lay on her back, with her older sister in doggie above her in sixty-nine. The two began eating each other out even before I got into my position at the rear of Amy. With Anna's little tongue flickering on Amy's pussy lips, I squatted above and drove my tool into her anal cavity once more. My big balls flopped down onto Anna's face and she took up switching between cuntlicking and tea bagging with the biggest tea bag she'd ever seen.

The three of us fucked it out in a sweaty mess, my large body dwarfing the two beneath me, and shaking them violently with my powerful thrusts into Amy's ass. Just then, a car pulled up in the driveway, and I looked out the front window beside me to see the parents of the two girls I was right then fucking the shit out of arriving home. I had to think quick, as I jumped off Amy, my cock sliding fully out of her hole leaving her gasping with her emptiness, and located my pants and shirt.

I came back into the entry room, and went over to Mike, ripping the tape off his wrists and mouth. I threatened, "if you say a word of this to their parents, I will personally make sure that I fuck your mum and your sister while you watch, just like you did today." With that I pulled him up and practically carried him out the front door. The two parents were immediately outside, and had they looked in the front window they would have seen their two daughters naked and in an embrace, keenly awaiting the return of their big-dicked fuck master.

I explained to the parents how he had fallen and likely broken a rib, as he could not move. He should be taken to emergency immediately. The plan worked perfectly as the parents got in a fit of responsibility, insisting they take him and that I just go home. I gave Mike a threatening smile through the window of the car as it drove away, barely able to conceal my raging prick within my jeans. As soon as they left the driveway I dashed back inside to my two little fuck toys. "I thought you've already fucked his sister, Rubin?" Anna asked, as his sister was in our grade. "Hell yeah, she loved every minute of it while he was in the next room. Oh, and I fucked his milf of a mom too," I replied. 

I then paused in front of them, both sitting seductively with their tight pussies on show, and thought about how I would go about this. Well, plenty of time to try out all the options, I thought, and headed over to Anna. I then said "happy birthdayyyyyy" and plunged my cock in one drive into her virgin asshole.



Birthday Girl



Paula was 20 years old, and looking for a fun night out. 

A guy friend she knew from the clubs had invited her and friend Rachel to a birthday party. The idea was simple, the girls would meet everyone at a bar in the city. After drinks they would head back for shots and cake. Both Paula and Rachel dressed up for the night, Paula was in stockings and a short black dress while Rachel put in shorts and a low cut top.

Everyone met at the bar, Greg was the first at the bar with the drinks and paying for everything since it was his party. With him were a group of his friends, everyone was dressed up and drinking shots and celebrating. The music was loud and when the girls arrived everyone offered them drinks and a dance.

After a couple of hours of dancing and drinking Greg came over to Paula and said, "We are heading back to my apartment to carry on, are you coming?"

Paula smiled, she was new to being able to be out so much and loved it. "Of course! I'll get Rachel," she smiled back and went over to get her friend. 20 minutes later everyone was falling through the door of Greg's apartment.

Greg made his way to the kitchen while everyone else headed to the lounge and found places to sit. He returned with two bottles of Tequila. 

"OK, birthday drinks for everyone," he shouted. Everyone cheered. 

Paula looked around, there was her and Rachel, then Greg and five of his friends in the lounge. Everyone was looking pretty drunk. Paula was already excited from a night at the club, and now they were back and she and Rachel were the only girls, she was really enjoying the fact that she could feel the guys looking over her. They had all drunk a little too much, and their eyes were wandering, and every glance and stare at her or Rachel's figure was warming her up.

The shot glasses were on the table and Greg poured everyone a large measure. Then one of his friends, Paula was sure it was Nate or something similar, stepped up. 

"Greg, happy birthday mate! heres to you - anything you want for your birthday", Nate laughed at the end and raised his glass. Everyone did the same. 

Greg smiled, then looked over to Paula, "well I wouldn't mind a lap dance?" he joked. 

Everyone laughed, Nate jumped in, "well I'm sure we can call a cab and find somewhere to go!" 

Paula jumped up before even thinking. Fueled a little by the drinks and attention all night, "I'm sure we can do something here, rather than head out," she said.

The room went quiet for a minute, then everyone cheered. Nate stepped back, "well I think we need to give the floor to Paula!" 

One of the other guys got up from an armchair, "here you go Greg, you need this."

Greg fell back in the chair. Paula looked over to Rachel, and Rachel smiled and winked, "you go girl!"

Paula downed the shot and then handed the glass to one of the guys and stood up and walked over toward Greg. One of the guys turned on the music, 50c started playing and suddenly Paula felt the rush of feeling like a stripper. She slowly started dancing, moving her hips to the music. As the music kicked in she could feel the excitement building, slowly everyone else was dropping away and she found herself staring at Greg seated in the chair in front of her.

Paula moved her hips and the started running her hands up and down her thighs and then over her breasts, touched herself through the material of her black dress, inching closer to Greg. She was watching his eyes focused more and more on the curves of her body, and each stare she got made her more excited. Everyone in the room was dropping away and now all she wanted to do was turn Greg on and make him want her.

She moved closer with the music and then slowly leaned forward toward him, bending forward to allow him a view down her dress to see her pert tits. She wanted more and more for him to enjoy the view. Her hands moved up and down, starting to cup them as she leaned in front of him and squeeze them together so he could enjoy her cleavage.

She moved her feet each side of his thigh, and then while still squeezing her pert young tits she slowly lowered herself onto his thigh. She only had a thong on and she could already feel how hot her pussy was as it touched his jeans. She couldn't help but rub her pussy gently over his thigh, leaning forward more so she could feel his breath getting heavier on her chest.

Paula could hear the other guys voices, low murmurings of excitement, but was now so focused on Greg it was all slipping away. All she knew was that she wanted to feel Greg's cock, her hand ran up his thigh while she ground her pussy on it. As it reached his crotch she felt the rock hard cock there. It was huge, the biggest cock she had felt and she knew she wanted to feel it more. She moved her leg over so she was straddling him now and then lowered her pussy onto his crotch. His hard cock pressed through his jeans on her thong, the excitement was building as she leaned forward more to felt him face touch her chest through her dress for the first time. Each touch turned her on more and each increase in excitement made her grind her pussy harder on his crotch. 

She leans next to his ear, "is this good for you?" she moaned. 

He nodded excitedly. 

"would you like to see more Greg?" she teased, wanting to hear him ask for it. 

"Oh god yes!" he moaned back, "tell me what you want to see baby?" Paula asked wanting more.

"I want to see those lovely tits for a start!" Greg blurted out excitedly. 

Paula leaned back and then slowly lowered the straps from her dress, gently pulling is down, inching is lower. As the material brushed down she revealed her black lace bra, lowering her dress to her waist. 

"Why don't you take off my bra Greg and play with my tits? would you like that?" Paula teased. 

Greg needed no encouragement and was quickly undoing her bra and pulling it free, his hands cupping Paula perfectly formed tits and stroking her nipples. His touch pushed Paula further into excitement. As his hands work over her tits and reaches down and starts to unbutton his jeans, reaching in and pulling his huge cock out. 

"Oh Greg look at that" Paula moaned as she started pumping his cock while she sat on his lap. 

"I bet you would like to stick that cock in a nice warm pussy wouldn't you" she teased, her inhibitions quickly leaving her. 

Paula now knew what she wanted that night and it was to be fucked and Greg looked like he was going to be lucky guy to enjoy her pussy. Greg was squeezing her tits now, and lifting his head so he could like and suck them, Paula was loving it. She leaned back a little and pulled her thong to the side, lifting her dress up and then started rubbing Greg's cock over her pussy and clit. Each long stroke made her wetter and as she held his 10" cock she was starting to wonder if it would fit in her young tight pussy. All she knew was that she wanted to find out.

Lifting herself up she straightened Greg's cock and then slowly impaled herself on it. Driving he hard rod into her pussy, she moaned loudly as each inch slide in her. Slowly and carefully she pushed it deeper in her, as she got the last inch in her pussy she ground her pussy down feeling his huge cock filling her pussy up, then all she knew was she wanted to be fucked like a slut, she leaned forward and whispered to Greg, 

"I'm your slut Greg, you better fuck me really hard!" 

Saying the words turned her on more and more and she started bouncing up and down on his cock, her tits bouncing in front of Greg's face. he started fucking her harder and harder. Each thrust of his cock made Paula more dizzy and more excited.

Paula found herself lost in the excitement, she had long thought about meeting a guy and just fucking him and now here she was. She didn't know Greg well, but he was fucking her pussy and she was loving it. The more she thought about how this guy she barely new was fucking her the more she wanted it.

She looked around to the other guys, they were silent. Everyone was watching her being fucked and loving it. 

She leaned over to Greg, "I want to be on my knees and you show all the guys how to fuck a girl!" she begged. 

Greg lifted Paula off his cock and she turned and dropped to her knees, moving to the middle of the room and lifting her ass. 

"Enjoy your birthday present!" she giggled.

Her hand between her legs rubbing her pussy and sliding two fingers in and out as if to give directions to the gift. Greg stood up and quickly stripped before kneeling behind her and easing his cock back into her soaking pussy. 

As he pushed his cock deeper into Paula she let out a long moan, "oh babe give it to me!" 

Greg didn't need more encouragement, Paula's dress pulled up over her pert ass and her tight pussy wrapped around his cock was too good. He started picking up speed fucking Paula harder and harder.

Paula leaned back into his pounding cock, her dress down and her pert tits bouncing with each thrust. She was loving the focus of the crowd, it was so exciting in the dim lighting thinking about all the guys watching her naked, watching her being fucked and seeing how much she was enjoying it. As she sighed with the rocking motion and felt the rush of an approach orgasm she couldn't help thinking how every one of these guys would probably be jerking off tonight thinking about her. How much cum would be split on their beds, or maybe in their girlfriends pussies, or mouths. How every drop of it was building up right now watching her. The thought of each of those hard cocks was flashing through her mind as she starting to cum hard, moaning and clenching Greg's cock. 

She shook and moaned, "oh babe thats it -- fuck me hard!" 

Greg' cock felt massive as it pounded her soaking wet pussy, Paula could feel her juices covering it as the noise of Greg's balls slapping her pussy, she was starting to shake, moaning louder and louder. Leaning back into his cock and cupping her pert tits, pitching her nipples to bring new sensations through her body. Looking around room, seeing the hungry eyes of the other guys, all admiring the view and wishing it was their cock pounding her tight snatch. The orgasm was powerful and ripped through the body. Moaning and shouting to Greg to keep fucking her Paula came with everyone watching, squeezing her tits and her hard nipples.

As she felt the glow of the orgasm settling on her she leaned back again. 

"Oh babe, that was so good, when you are ready to cum I want it in my mouth, I want to taste that birthday boy hot cum."

Greg was covered in sweat already, slowed for a moment. 

"Now that sounds like the icing on the cake," he said easing his cock out of her pussy and stood up. 

Paula turned and then knelt in front of him, pulling her dress down to her waist so her could enjoy the view of her body in front of him. She reached up and gripped her hard cock, it was glistening with her juices as she started jerking it slowly looking up and licking her lips. 

"Oh Greg, give me that icing, I want it all in my mouth," Paula teased then she slowly took his cock back in her warm mouth, sucking it gently up and down. 

She was loving the taste of her pussy off his cock, looking up and seeing his face and the expression of bliss written over it. She used her other hand to touch and tease her breasts and nipples, more than aware that the other guys in the room were enjoying the show. She started sucking harder and faster, as Greg's moans got louder and louder. 

Paula could already taste the pre-cum through the strong taste of the juices she had covered his cock in, as the taste of his cum built up she wanted it more and more. Looking up and his face and wanting to see that he couldn't hold back. He hands grasped her hair as he started to loss control, fucking her mouth harder and harder.

He lost control as he unloaded in her warm soft mouth. Paula couldn't believe it, almost choking on the thick river of cum, she pulled him out a little, jerking him hard to milk every drop into her mouth. The taste was so strong and from the corner of her eye she could see the transfixed faces of the others in the room, savoring the view of her money shot. She jerked the last drop and opened her mouth full of cum so that Greg could see she took it all and ask he, and the room, watched she closed her mouth and swallowed it all down. 

Opening it at the end to show her achievement. 

"Yummy birthday icing," she teased. 

Greg stepped back and fell into the chair exhausted, Paula giggled and stood up. She pulled her dress back up, covering her body. Everyone in the room was still motionless. She straightened her dress and picking up one of the drinks sitting around the room. 

"Paula you have to come to my birthday!" one of the guys croaked, his throat dry from the excitement. 

Everyone started laughing.



Birthday Girl



I've been losing my mind all week. Not knowing what he's planned for my birthday is driving me crazy. My only instructions thus far have been to be ready to be picked up at 7pm Friday and to be wearing a black dress, preferably short!

I walk downstairs and see that he's already at the curb, standing beside his car. Jesus Christ it's been five months and my stomach still flutters when I see him! His face lights up when he sees me, his eyes are dancing all over me and his face has that stunned look he gets when he say's I've taken his breath away. I guess he likes the dress! He smiles and opens the door for me, teasing me with those dimples, he knows exactly what they do to me and loves to exploit that fact. He leans in to kiss me, his scent overpowers my senses momentarily, I'm barely registering that he's telling me how incredible I look, calling me gorgeous. Does he ever stop? God I hope not. The way he makes me feel...My skin is electrified when he places his hand on my back, his strong capable hand that I adore, and what those hands do to me...I'm on fire already, I can feel myself getting wet, wanting him all over me. I almost lose it when I see his eyes travel up my legs as I get into the car, I know he's getting hard and sure enough I can see the outline of his cock through his pants, Jesus, we're not going to make it anywhere at this point! Must focus on what he has planned for me, I know he's put a lot of effort into tonight, I'm so excited to find out what lays ahead. 

We chat as he drives us downtown, my hand moving to his face and stroking it, he takes my hand and kisses lightly, teasing with his tongue, then squeezing tightly, I can't stop smiling. I love that he is always touching a part of me, he says he can't help himself and that it's my fault for being so hot and making him feel so good. Please. Although he tells me these things with such conviction that it's impossible not to believe him. I do know that when I gaze into his eyes it does something to him, like I put him in a trance. He explained that when I look at him like that it's like I touch his soul, or a part of him that is mine and mine alone. How can I not melt when he says such things?! How does he come up with this stuff? I don't care, he can go on forever, his words makes me feel wonderful. Every woman deserves to be spoken to like this at some point.

He parks the car in the underground of a condo building. He mentioned having a friend who is away for a while, this must be his place. And what a place, holy shit it's the penthouse, windows everywhere overlooking the city and lake, beautifully decorated in a obviously masculine style. Rich tones, big comfy leather furniture, and a massive open kitchen area where he is already pouring wine and placing yummy appetizers on a plate. We clink glasses, he's complimenting me again on how great I look making me flush, my heart races.

He's explains that the first part of the evening is him making me dinner with more surprises to come later for desert. We eat and talk as I watch him cook, our conversation, like always, flows effortlessly. How is it so easy with him? With each other? I like watching him cook, especially when he tells me how much he loves cooking for me, feeding me, taking care of me. It's great that we are both into food and can cook together, he loves whatever I make for him. It's so incredible to be loved by him, to be able to let my guard down and let him in, surrender myself to him knowing that he has only good intentions...

Wow his arms are straining against his shirt, I could have his arms around me all day. It still baffles me that he had no idea in the past how great his "attributes" are. God what he does to me...It's like a drug, I almost need to detox after spending the weekend with him in order to go back to work and even then he is still in my head, making me smile spontaneously, making me fucking soaked like I'm getting right now watching him make our dinner. 

He says that he sees me everywhere, puts me in situations with him, It makes him feel good, whole. Where does he come up with this stuff?! God I want him, maybe I should jump him before dinner. No, patience, I don't want to mess with his plans, knowing him I'm sure there are orgasms in my future, oh fuck why'd I think that, god I want his tongue on my clit while his hands cup my ass...Whew dinner is ready, I need a distraction and now that he's placed incredible looking food in front of me I realize I'm starving. 

Dinner is incredible, simple but so delicious and satisfying. The wine and yummy food has made me feel so relaxed. We talk and gaze into each other's eyes, he loves watching the candle light dance in my eyes and across my face. The soft light casts shadows across his face, his dimples stand out when he smiles, I want to eat him up. That's it, enough of this. I stand and take his hand, he's smiling as I lead him to a couch and gently pushing him down so I can straddle him, his arms like a natural reflex, wrap around me pulling me into him then stroke my back finally cupping my ass as he looks up at me. I instinctively melt into him, I feel him sigh knowing how much it hits him, just like when we first hugged so many months ago. Yet it's only been five months, this feels like it's been forever.

I'm on fire, I cup his face and kiss him deeply, moaning into his mouth as I feel his tongue dance across mine, my pussy is soaked, I press into his lap, my aching clit searching for his cock. That makes him moan deeply, his fingers dig into my ass as he raises his hips against me. Fuck my nipples are going to explode, I want them in his mouth, and then he stops and pulls back???! WTF, no no no, get back here you. 

He has this weird look on his face. He tells me it's time for dessert. This isn't dessert?? I'm so confused. He asks if I feel strong, which I respond yes of course, then he asks if I trust him, again of course. "Ok," he says "Come with me". He gently pushes me up then rises, his cock straining against his pants as he takes my hand and leads me to a bedroom. A massive bed is flooded by the moonlight streaming through the massive windows.

He motions for me to sit at the end of the bed then takes a piece of black silk from his pocket. He kneels between my legs, takes my face and kisses me deeply, I try to press into him but he pulls back and smiles. He is infuriating, this is making me crazy, I need his cock in me NOW. He asks if it's OK to blindfold me, I nod slowly. Where the hell is this going?! We've done a lot but nothing quite like this. He kisses my cheek as he knots the silk, whispering in my ear how incredibly gorgeous I am before slowly running his tongue along my ear and down my neck to one of his many favorite spots that makes me so wet and light headed. Then he is gone. My heart races in the darkness, I'm tingly aroused but also a little apprehensive, god I need to be touched.

I feel the bed shift and weight behind me, I smell him before his arms wrap around me, kissing my neck as his hands caress my breasts, finding my hard nipples and squeezing gently. Now this is more like it! He moves behind me, I feel his knees in the small of my back as he takes my arms and moves them backward, my fingers graze his thighs and I become dizzy when I realize he's naked. He places my hands under his knees pinning them there. His arms are around me again and leans me back slightly, his rigid cock grazing my back as his fingers find my nipples. I am so fucking turned on, how does he do this to me? My pussy is drenched and swollen, begging for attention. I can only move my legs so I squeeze them together to try get friction against my aching clit. His hand travels over my dress across my stomach, I open my legs and raise my hips in anticipation of his touch, his hand covers my drenched pussy and a low moan comes from his throat, I can feel his cock twitch against my back, 

His hand moves upward, each taking a nipple and rolling them in his fingers, gradually applying more pressure, it feels incredible, they are so hard and burning...Holy shit I feel a hand on my inner thigh, make that two hands. What is happening, I start to tense up but the hands are dancing up my thighs, pushing my dress up, stroking, I feel the cool air on my burning pussy, my legs are gently pushed open, I am so confused, my head swimming. Strong hands continue to tease my nipples, the pleasure/pain combination is intense...I gasp as something soft yet firm parts my swollen pussy, moving in circles slowly, then, fuck me, something clamps onto my clit, an electric shock goes through me as the pressure increases on my nipples and clit, the sensations are overwhelming, I feel a tidal wave building inside me, then I scream and explode. Hard arms hold me as a massive orgasm rips though me, the sensation on my clit not letting up, I am lost, and can barely breathe, holy fucking shit.

My clit is so sensitive I squirm and the sensation stops and is replaced by...Licking? Someone is licking my pussy, and is extremely good at it, I feel something against my inner thighs, wispy, tickling me slightly in my over aroused state. Oh god it feels good, lapping up my juices, probing inside me making me want more.

I feel the blindfold being untied and dropped. Once my eyes adjust to the moonlight I gasp. Kneeling between my legs and smiling at me is an absolutely stunning woman, it was her long dark hair I was feeling against my thighs. I am speechless. You take your knees off my hands and wrap yourself around me. You ask if I'm all right, I can only nod and smile. What have you planned? Holy shit I wrote you a story months ago, are you making it come true? You must have read my mind cause you kiss me on the cheek, introduce me to this incredible creature and explain that she is my dessert, your only interest is giving me pleasure. Are you kidding me? You are too much, this is too much, but omg she felt amazing. You feel amazing, and you're naked, and my lips need to be around your throbbing cock. I love your cock, god I'm still so turned on, my hands on your chest...

I move you up the bed so you're leaning against the headboard, that way you'll have a good view of me sucking your cock which I know how much turns you on. I feel soft hands on my back as I lay on my stomach between your outstretched legs, your scent making me dizzy and wet as I slowly take you in my mouth. Her hands start stroking my ass, fingers slide down my crack making me shudder. I look up at you, I can see how turned on you are, watching me and her hand between my legs. I instinctively raise my ass and spread my legs as her hands move over my pussy, rubbing my clit then sliding into me. It's hard to concentrate, the sensations are overwhelming. I moan loudly as I feel her tongue on my back, licking and swirling, then in my crack.

Omg I'm so wet, this is incredible, your cock is so hard. I feel fingers on my swollen clit as her tongue does lazy strokes over my ass, down across my pussy then back up to my asshole. Holy fuck she's rimming me, it feels so good. You must be watching cause your cock twitches in my mouth. I let you slip out of my mouth so I can focus. Oh fuck, her tongue is everywhere, I push back to get her tongue deeper in my ass, her hand finds my clit and I feel fingers slipping inside of me, fuck fuck fuck, I scream and see stars, almost passing out as wave after wave crashes over me, it's never ending...

I feel hands on my hips guiding me onto my side, you are behind me, your tongue on my neck as your cock finds my pussy and slams into me, you roll me so I'm almost lying on top of you, her hands spread me wide and again her tongue is on my clit as your cock fills me, I am delirious and start cumming again, you both hold me tightly as I buck and thrash but neither of you let up, I don't recognize the sounds coming from me, over and over until you grip me hard and I feel your cock spasm and explode into me.

I wake sometime later, we are now alone in the moon filled room. I can barely move, the air is filled with delicious sex. I look at you sleeping in the moonlight. Jesus what you do to me, I can't believe you set this up for my own benefit. You are wonderful, god I still want more of you. 

I walk back from the bathroom across the moon lit floor. I am warm and still flushed, tingly and content. You are now awake propped up on one elbow watching me. The moon light dances off my radiant skin, you are looking at me intently, gazing into my eyes as you open your arms and take me in.



Birthday Girl



I woke up on the morning of my eighteenth birthday and I just knew it was going to be a great day. I still had to go to work at the Diner, of course, but it was a Tuesday and we never had much custom on Tuesday. So little at times that I'm surprised they didn't just shut up shop every Tuesday. Still, I got paid for being there, even if I wouldn't get much in the way of tips today.

Even with customers not expected I still dressed to attract tips. This meant a button-up blouse over a lacy bra, with the blouse undone just enough to give a glimpse of what I considered a very nice cleavage. A short skirt was mandatory, showing off my legs and giving the male patrons a hope that I might have to bend over and flash my panties. I don't though. I just crouch down in a very lady-like fashion if I have to pick something up off the floor. All in all, the short skirt and the hint of cleavage usually resulted in nice tips. 

It wasn't the day at the Diner that was going to be the star turn of the day. That was to be tonight. I was eighteen and Anthony, my boyfriend, was taking me out to dinner and a show and afterwards. . . 

Afterwards was going to be the big item of the day. Anthony had been making noises about how he wanted me in bed for a while now and I'd been sort of agreeing while fending him off. We had an unspoken pact that once I was eighteen things would change. Possibly I wouldn't fend him off quite so skilfully and then nature would take its course.

I had been preparing for this night for a while. I had a nice new dress that did wonders for me and, even more important, I had acquired a matching set of undies in black lace, and when I say set, I mean a full set, panties, bra, and a filmy lacy teddy. Once Anthony got my dress off he was going to be knocked out by how sexy I looked. I couldn't wait.

I have a sister, Marie, older than me, with a bit of experience in matters sexual. I'd discussed tonight's intended result with her, picking up a few tips. One thing she said was that I should take steps to pop my cherry in advance. The first time could be completely ruined by a painful popping of a cherry, she assured me, and she had just the solution.

Marie produced a vibrator which she said we could use to break my hymen. That way, on the night of nights, I'd be in no danger of an unpleasant experience as I'd have already done the painful part and recovered. It would be all pleasure and full steam ahead.

I was rather dubious about that vibrator, asking her why she had such a big one.

"What makes you think it's big," she asked with a giggle.

"Well," I said, also giggling, "I might have had the odd occasion to observe Anthony's cock when it's been standing tall. I know how big an erection is." 

She had just giggled some more and hadn't commented on why she wanted an oversize vibrator, changing the subject to getting me to take care of business, which I subsequently did. Messy and a little painful, but worth it as a lead up to the main event.

After I made my bed I laid out my new dress and lingerie on it. It would be ready and waiting when I got home from the Diner. That done I grabbed some breakfast and headed off to work.

I start work half an hour before the Diner actually opens. This allows me and Mike, he's the cook, to get things ready so we're set to sail as soon as the doors open. I like Mike. He eyes me off a fair bit but he's not one of these handy men whose hands follow the path of their eyes. Mike looked but didn't touch. Not that his trying to touch would have got him anywhere. He's very solidly built and not unhandsome but, on the down side, he's nearly twice my age. 

Mike was already there when I arrived. I set a few tables, not that I thought we'd need them, but I like to be prepared. Then I wandered into the kitchen to chat with Mike while he got things ready in there.

"Ah, Katrina," he said happily as soon as I walked in. "Happy birthday and all that. I need more flour. Pass me down a fresh packet, please."

That was Mike. Perfunctory attendance to social demands and then down to business. I opened the cupboard where the flour was kept and it was empty.

"Um, Mike, we seem to be right out of flour," I told him.

"Hmm? Oh, Alex moved it yesterday for some reason. It's in the top cupboard." He pointed to indicate the relevant cupboard.

Wondering why the hell Alex had to move the flour from a spot that's easy to access to one that's not, I reached up to get a packet of flour. For me, it was a reach. OK for Alex or Mike but I had to stand on my toes to get that high. That's when the day started to go off the rails a little.

I reached up for the flour, knowing that as I did so my skirt would be riding high and that Mike would be looking at my legs. I was both right and wrong. It turned out that my skirt rode up and my panties went down.

I couldn't fucking believe it. When my skirt lifted Mike lifted it even higher and slipped my panties down, his hands finishing up covering my bottom.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I demanded, outraged.

"You're eighteen now, Katrina," Mike said quite calmly. "Seeing you're an adult I thought I'd just tease you a little for your birthday."

His hands were wandering all over my bottom. Who am I kidding? It wasn't just my bottom he was fondling. One hand slipped between my legs and started rubbing my pussy, quite expertly, too. Now I have to confess that this wasn't the first time I'd had my pussy massaged. I do have a boyfriend, after all. It was, however, the first time I'd had my pussy massaged without a pair of panties protecting me to a certain extent. I'd always been most careful about that as I knew what Anthony would assume if I let him take my panties off.

I had, naturally, brought my hands down to the bench quick smart when Mike started groping, fortunately with the flour. Equally fortunately the packet of flour was a box and not a paper bag as it hit the counter so hard that a paper bag would have split and spilt flour all over the kitchen, which I would probably have had to clean up. 

"OK, enough is enough, and in this case, too much. Take your flour."

Instead of taking the flour Mike continued to take liberties. His hand was all over my mound rubbing and probing. Without my panties it all seemed a lot more intimate. Also, I found that with no panties to protect me, fingers could go places that they're not supposed to. Or not supposed to go without permission, which they did not have.

I was embarrassed to find that what with my thinking about what was going to happen tonight and then having Mike touch me so intimately I was getting wet and aroused. I was breathing hard and it was rather a struggle to get the breath to curse Mike and tell him to just cut it out. 

I was relieved when he finally removed his hand, turning me around to face him. I was glaring at him, expecting him to back away, but he continued standing there, right inside my personal space. What was worse, he was lifting my skirt and tucking it into my belt, looking down at me.

I glanced down wondering just how much he could see and the answer was everything. I was leaning back against the counter and my legs were parted and even I could see that my pussy was aroused. That wasn't all I could see. While Mike had been touching me up with one hand, his other hand had been undoing his trousers and pushing them down. 

You know how I mentioned that my sister had a vibrator that I considered to be over-sized? It turned out I was wrong. Mike had an erection that proved that Marie's vibrator was, if anything, possibly on the small side. 

I'm, like, protesting and saying, "What? Wait! What do you think you're doing?" and Mike just calmly slipped his cock between my legs. It was pressing up against my pudenda and he was gently rubbing it against me.

"Relax," said Mike. "You're old enough and I know you're new to this. I'm just going to take you gently. I think it's only proper that a young lady should be able to watch her first cock entering her."

I'm thinking, you can't do this, and at the same time I'm thinking, oh my god he is going to do this. It was a case of I don't want this and I wonder what it's going to be like. I was half anticipating it happening and then I'd be thinking, but look at the size of that damn thing. 

My hands were braced against the counter on either side of me when they really should have been braced firmly around Mike's throat. I was trying to say he couldn't do this to me but my voice sounded incoherent even to my own ears. I was just babbling, trying to get my message across while squirming about as his cock continued rubbing along my slit.

It didn't really matter what I was saying as Mike wasn't listening. He reached down and I could feel his fingers on me, stretching me slightly, and then I felt the head of his cock pressing against me and pushing into me.

Finally I had something I could concentrate on.

"Aah, you stop that. You can't stick that in me. You take it out. Oh my god, it's still coming. You can't do this."

I continued protesting but it was more pro forma than serious. I mean, he was taking me against my will so I had to protest, but my heart wasn't really in it. I was, to my disgust, too curious to know what would happen now that I was being fucked. 

What was happening was I could see his cock plunging into my body and I could feel it inside of me. There was this stretching feeling as he forced my passage to accommodate him, and he just kept on coming. My god, he seemed enormous inside me, and there was still more to come. By the time he'd slid all the way in I was reduced to mumbling, oh my god, repeatedly.

We stood there for a moment, me not really believing that I was finally doing it. Well, having it done to me, I guess. I stopped looking down at where Mike had entered me and looked directly at him. He was looking at me and smiling.

"Just relax and let it happen," he said softly.

Relax? Was he kidding? I was not sure how you're supposed to feel the first time but I was damn sure relaxed wasn't part of it. I mainly felt confused. My first time was supposed to be this evening with my boyfriend in a romantic environment. This was not how I'd imagined it. And do you know what? I didn't care. If this was the way it was going to be then I'd just see what happened.

I didn't have to wait long. I could feel Mike moving inside me, slowly pulling back. Glancing down I could see him emerging, decided I didn't want to watch and looked elsewhere. That didn't stop me feeling him. His cock slid along inside me, making me feel strange and excited. Then he was pushing back in again and the odd feelings were stronger and so was the excitement. 

Mike was repeating this little exercise and soon I found myself moving with him, pushing myself towards him when he thrust back into me. I was breathing hard and making funny noises, and I don't think anyone would consider those noises to be sounds of protest.

He was moving a lot faster now, having decided on a tempo that suited him. And he kept on going, thrusting his cock into me, while I just moved with him, trying to work out exactly how I felt. One thing I felt was the need for more of this. 

He bounced against me and I took it, pushing hard against him to make sure I got all of his offering, and he wasn't backward about driving his point home. I was gasping, moving restlessly under him, squirming around and wanting something extra. 

"You look," Mike gasped out, "as if you're just about ready. Let's step things up a bit."

What the hell was he talking about, ready? He was already taking me wasn't he? Then I found out what stepping things up meant. That lovely rhythm he'd established went by the way. He was banging in harder and faster. A lot faster. I was shaking under the force of what he was doing, quite sure the edge of the counter was going to leave a permanent mark on my bottom. My excitement index was going off the scale.

I had an orgasm. A genuine, no holds barred, climax, feeling him explode inside me as I came. I bit my lip as it was either that or scream. I was literally shaking as I climaxed, not knowing what had hit me. Well, I knew of course, but it certainly hadn't been anything like what I expected. 

"Right," said Mike. "Hurry up and tidy yourself up. We're due to open in a couple of minutes. Let's get a move on."

Just like that he chased me out of the kitchen. Like a few minutes were going to make a difference; this was a Tuesday, a no custom day.

We opened on time and we needn't have bothered. We did get a few customers but just a few. In between serving the occasional patron I kept well clear of Mike. It wasn't as though I was expecting him to try anything else, just that I felt a little strange around him. 

Between ten and eleven we got a sudden spurt of customers with three of them arriving at various times for morning tea. I had just given Jacko, a truck driver who stopped by every so often, his bill when I heard the back door slam. I automatically turned to look at the kitchen and noted Mike wasn't there.

"He's gone outside for a smoke," Jacko said. "It's those damned health regulations. By the way, did I wish you a happy birthday?"

I turned back to attend to business, smiling at Jacko who'd risen from his seat.

"You didn't, and thank you very much," I said, and then I lost my smile.

Jacko was standing there with a big smile on his face and a great big erection sticking out of his pants. One look at that thing and I could tell that Mike's cock hadn't been an over-size aberration. Jacko's cock was just as big or even bigger.

I had time to say, "What the hell?" and Jacko was bending me forward over the table, a hand in the middle of my back holding me there. His other hand was pushing my skirt up and dragging my panties down and all I could think was that this couldn't be happening again. No way. It just couldn't.

It could, it turned out. Jacko was calmly rubbing my pussy while explaining that as I was now eighteen he could give me a real tip. I'm shocked to say I actually swore at him, but it didn't do me much good. I could feel his fingers spreading my lips and then I was making the close acquaintance of another cock.

Where Mike had sort of eased into place, Jacko wasn't quite so delicate. He just drove firmly in, his cock filling me with one firm stroke, leaving me gasping in shock. 

From his initial entry I expected Jacko to just start bouncing away without any thought for what I might want. Instead of that he just stayed deep inside me while he started pulling my blouse loose from my skirt.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I demanded. Like, I knew what he was doing with his cock, but what was with the blouse bit?

"Breasts," he grunted, and I caught on fast enough as I felt him unclipping my bra. 

"Get your hands off me," I protested, feeling those hands close over my breasts, massaging them and getting a good feel of them.

"Fat chance," he said with a laugh. "Just relax."

What was with this relax thing? A cock rammed up me and hands glomming onto my breasts and I'm told to relax?

"I'll scream. Mike will come," I threatened.

"Mike would be more likely to watch and then take a turn," pointed out Jacko, "and he's out having a smoke anyway."

I almost pointed out that Mike had already had his turn but refrained. None of his business. 

"Customers may arrive at any moment," I pointed out in my turn.

"We'll see their car from the window," said Jacko, "but you're right. We'd better get a move on."

That was not what I'd meant but Jacko acted on the suggestion, pulling quickly back and driving forcefully home again. It was odd. Jacko's cock was probably on a par with Mike's but I could tell the difference. They both seemed to fill me, but in a different way. Maybe it was his style.

There was no slow build-up from Jacko. He was drilling into me just as hard and as fast as he could go, and my bottom was bouncing up and down as I frantically tried to keep up with him. Strange, isn't it? Only the second time and I already knew how I was supposed to move when a cock attacked. 

Jacko drilled away happily, his hands sometimes caressing, sometimes massaging, my breasts. It was an interesting contrast in style. I decided that I like having my breasts played with while I was being taken. It increased my excitement and I knew that he was enjoying the feel of them while he took me.

Took me was what he did, long and hard. That was a description of his cock, not of what he was doing. Jacko seemed to be in a real hurry, thrusting away as though he was a dueller fighting for his life. I guess I was still somewhat sensitive down there as I found my excitement screaming back in full force, shouting yes, yes, yes, get it going, girl.

I'm fairly sure that this little episode didn't last as long as the early morning session but it's a bit hard to judge that sort of thing. I just knew that if Jacko kept this up I was going to climax in short order. You guessed it. He kept it up and I climaxed, and this time I did scream, hastily shutting my mouth to try to stifle the sound. Jacko laughed and then he let loose, splashing deep inside me.

Jacko settled his bill and shot through, leaving me with a very substantial tip. I'd paid another hasty visit to the bathroom to tidy myself up. I also resolved to keep clear of any other customers who might want to wish me a happy birthday. I was just relieved that Mike hadn't noticed what was going on.

The end of my shift arrived and I headed homeward. At this stage I was still looking forward to my date with Anthony and what would happen, even if it wouldn't be quite such a mystery to me.

I dressed carefully, matching undies and sexy dress, and I was ready when Anthony arrived. We had dinner and saw a show and then Anthony drove us the beach and we parked for a while. What happened wasn't my fault. Really it wasn't.

Things were going well. There'd been some heavy petting and then Anthony unzipped and took out his erection. Now I think I mentioned that I thought my sister's vibrator was a little on the large size because I had been comparing it to the only cock I actually knew, Anthony's. Now I'd, ah, seen a couple of other erections and knew how big the things could grow. I couldn't help it. I saw Anthony's cock and remembered the size of Mike's as he slowly pushed it into me. Then I thought of Jacko's as it swayed about in front of him. There was no comparison and I couldn't help myself.

I laughed.



Birthday Girl



I began grinding on him, my pussy so hot and hungry from all this stimulation that I was sure it was leaving a wet spot on the trousers of his suit. "I'm going to cum on your leg." I whispered to him as my pace quickened and my thighs instinctively clenched around his leg. 

"No, I don't want you to." He murmured back half out of embarrassment, half out of shock.

"I'm going to cum on your leg." I moaned into his ear louder as Traci began doing the same. We ground and rubbed our clits against his leg like two bitches in heat, panting and moaning, crazed with lust. The man's crotch was bulging obscenely and I reached over and rubbed my hand over his hard cock. With lazy sex crazed eyes I noticed Traci arch her back and move her breast in front of his face. His tongue reached out and flicked across her nipple before sucking her tit deeply into his mouth. I could see her entire breast bounce and jiggle as he suckled strongly on her. This pushed me over the edge, I could feel it building stronger and stronger in me till I finally cried out while gripping and squeezing his leg tightly with my own legs. Traci bucked and shuddered as her orgasm surfaced in her too. 

I couldn't see, I couldn't hear, everything was just a mass of shapes and sounds. When I finally came back to reality I realized that our song was just ending. I stood up shakily and took Traci's hand. 

"What's your name, hon?" Traci turned and asked the man with the helpful leg.

"Umm, it's Matt." He replied as he tried to conceal the wet spot not only on his leg that I had caused but also farther up on the fly of his pants, which he had caused. 

"Well thank you Matt for the help, you're a sweet man." Traci said as she turned and blew a kiss.

We climbed back up to the stage and took our bows as the crowd applauded louder and louder, whistles drowning out the words that Traci was trying to lean over and tell me. I just shook my head and yelled back, "I can't hear, tell me later." Just then the announcer burst onto the stage, "Those were contestant numbers 4 and 5, Jessica and Traci."

Each amateur dancer was brought back up on the stage and by a round of applause the winners of the 1st National Nude Day Amateur Striptease Contest were determined. The crowd gave a half-hearted applause to the other 3 contestants but when it came our turn they went wild. It was a tie! We were ecstatic and jumped up and down hugging each other. I couldn't believe that we had done any of this, it was like a dream. We were given a trophy to share between the two of us. It would stay at Traci's house 6 months then mine for 6 months. We giggled as we thought about how in the world we would explain the trophy to Traci's soon to be ex-husband.

Autumn ran up on the stage and gave us both huge hugs and kisses. "The two of you set this place on fire." She said in that breathless girly voice that had started this whole journey. Afterwards we exchanged phone numbers with her and vowed to stay in touch. 

As Traci and I left the club and were walking in the cool, dark evening air back to my car I asked her what she was trying to tell me after the dance. 

"I couldn't hear what you said, what did you want to tell me?" I asked.

"I just wanted to tell you that tonight I had the best birthday ever." She said with a twinkle in her eye. 

"Oh really," I said with one raised eyebrow, "the nights not over yet birthday girl."