3 comments/ 33126 views/ 0 favorites The Birthday Wish By: wet_princess69 Shawn woke up to the sound of the bathroom door closing. He groaned in frustration as the light of morning pierced his tired eyes as he turned his head and buried it under his flattened pillow. Trying frantically to return to his interrupted dream, he drained out the noises going on downstairs in the kitchen. Giving up on getting back to sleep, Shawn lazily remembered that his parents had gone to visit friends of theirs the previous night and would only be returning at the end of the week, giving him the entire weekend to celebrate his nineteenth birthday in an empty house. He wondered who the stranger was making noise in his kitchen, and quickly got up and hurried down the stairs in the tacky "Happy Birthday!" boxers which his aunt had given him the previous afternoon. Getting anxious, Shawn turned the corner and entered his kitchen to find Jenna standing over a pan; the smell of bacon filled the air and Shawn suddenly realized how hungry he was. "Happy birthday, sexy! Hey, nice boxers by the way..." Jenna had been Shawn's girlfriend for the past two years, and he couldn't have been happier. They had their share of arguments, as any pair did, but for the majority of the time they were the perfect couple. Jenna had long red hair, and she wore it straight. She was fairly tall for a female, and had sexy long legs. Her medium sized breasts looked great in the white tank top she was wearing, and her nipples could be seen through the material. She wore her tightest black pants, his favorite, which complemented her meaty ass. Shawn could feel his cock begin to twitch. "I decided I would start off your big day by making you breakfast, but then I remembered that I can't cook." Jenna stammered, as I noticed the burnt bacon crumbled up in the pan. She looked disappointed, but Shawn couldn't resist how cute she looked with an egg beater in her hands. He motioned toward the stove, turned it off, and put his arms around her waist. He kissed her gently on her soft lips, and smiled. "Thanks sweetie." After scraping away for a few minutes at the blackened breakfast, Shawn and Jenna went upstairs to lie on the bed and talk. They snuggled together, Shawn facing his girlfriend's back. He began to feel an erection as she pushed her sexy ass against his member. "You know, your birthday isn't over... I haven't given you your gift yet." Jenna hinted. Shawn gleamed in excitement as he anticipated what was coming. Jenna always gave him birthday sex, and it was hot! She went all out, purchasing a sexy outfit and everything. Shawn leaned in for an electrifying make out session, but was shocked when his girlfriend stopped him with an outstretched hand. "Not today love, I have to get ready for tonight. It's a surprise, you'll love it." She teased. Jenna got out of bed and kissed Shawn on the forehead. "Happy birthday baby," she said softly, and walked out the door. Still hard, Shawn watched his girlfriend walk down the stairs and heard the front door close. He moved his hand underneath his boxers and grabbed his shaft frantically. Pumping his cock until cum shot between his fingers, Shawn wondered what Jenna had planned for him. Jenna did not call Shawn again until 10:30 that evening. She told him she would meet him at his house in fifteen minutes, and to get ready for his special gift. 'Finally,' Shawn thought as he hung up the phone, a little birthday sex would do him some good. Half an hour went by, and Shawn began to wonder what was taking Jenna so long. He sat on the couch, and turned on the television. After the first half of 'American Idol' had completed, Jenna knocked on the front door. He didn't like 'American Idol' really, but there had been nothing else on, plus, some of those girls were really sexy. Opening the door, Shawn squinted to look at Jenna in the darkness of the night. She looked so hot in her black lacy top, which showed off her cleavage. She wasn't wearing a bra. "God, I've been waiting all day for this," Shawn muttered, as he grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the stairs to his room. "Not so fast," Jenna said sexily, "We're going out." "What!? You have got to be kidding. Where are you going dressed like that?" Shawn wondered. He became very curious, as well as frustrated, as this is the second time today that Jenna had left him hard. However, he followed Jenna out the front door and into her Honda. They drove for about ten minutes, when Jenna stopped at a strange house which Shawn had never seen before. She told him to wait in the car, as she walked through the front door of the house and disappeared. Nearly fifteen minutes went by, when a figure appeared on the porch. It was Jenna, and she waved her finger, motioning for Shawn to come in the house. There were no lights on, and Shawn could hardly see what was in front of him. Not saying a word, he grabbed Jenna's hand and followed her to a dark room. His girlfriend turned on a light, and pushed Shawn toward the bed. Jenna laid Shawn flat on his back, and mounted him. She leaned in for a kiss as Shawn ran his hands down her back and cupped her ass. The two were sharing an intense kiss, when Jenna stood up. "I'll be right back..." Shawn was alone in the strange room for nearly five minutes, when he decided to look around the room. There were pictures on the walls, which he began to study. His cock sprouted to full length when he saw the girl in the pictures. He recognized her, Katie. She was Jenna's friend, who he had found extremely attractive. He often fantasized about fucking her, but tried his best not to show Jenna the lust in his eyes when Katie was in the room. "Like that picture?" A voice rang behind him. He turned quickly to see Katie standing at the door, wearing a white miniskirt and a black bra. "That's me in Mexico, pretty cool eh?" She said, walking toward him. 'Oh my God...' Shawn thought to himself... 'What the hell is going on here?' His question was answered as Katie sat down on the bed and patted the empty space beside her. He slowly walked toward her and sat down. He opened his mouth to speak when Katie quickly filled his mouth with her tongue and locked him with a kiss. "Not a word... "She warned. Shawn didn't need to be asked twice. He put his hand on Katie's chest and slammed her back on the bed. She made a shocked squeal, but didn't object. Shawn moved his hand up her leg, all the way to her ass, when he realized she had not worn any underwear. His cock was fully extended and needed to be relieved – Fast. He pulled her close to him and shoved his tongue in her mouth, swishing it around with hers. Meanwhile, he moved his hand to the front of her, and forced her legs open, shoving two fingers in her wet pussy. She writhed on the bed, moaning through the kiss and began fucking his fingers, moving her hips back and forth. Feeling close to an orgasm, she quickly stood up and unzipped Shawn's jeans and pulled down his boxers, revealing his unbelievably hard cock. Pre-cum flooded his dick and Katie sexily licked the tip, making Shawn breathe fast and his heart beat quickly. As she engulfed his cock in her mouth, she moved her lips up and down his shaft until he could no longer take it. She moaned as he lifted her up by her waist and placed her pussy against his swollen cock. Katie lowered herself on Shawn's dick and began rocking back and forth. Getting a good rhythm, Katie and Shawn were fucking like crazy; her moans and screams filled the room. This was a fantasy of his for so long. It wasn't until then that there was a soft knock on the door. Shawn panicked as he saw Jenna standing there, but calmed down as she smiled deviously. "Happy birthday baby" she whispered as she approached the bed. She sat next to Katie who still had Shawn's hard dick in her wet pussy. Katie and Jenna leaned into each other, and Jenna grabbed Katie's hair as she pulled her in closer for a kiss. Katie continued rocking Shawn's cock as Jenna licked his chest and balls. Filling up to the brim, Shawn got on his knees and pulled his girlfriend on all fours. He started pumping her ass, and reached around to finger her pussy. Katie watched eagerly, and moaned as Jenna spread her legs to eat her pussy. Shawn could feel his own orgasm coming, as removed his cock from his girlfriend's ass. Both girls used their tongues to lick his cock, and Shawn shot his load of cum onto their faces. This was the best birthday ever, he grinned. The Birthday Wish I came home from work, tired, cranky, feeling every single day of my 44 years. It was my birthday. I figured it would be another birthday spent alone. All I wanted was a hot bath, a stiff drink, and to forget the past year. It seemed like nothing had gone right for me this year. Oh, my job was great, I was paying my bills, managing after the divorce, but some days the feeling of being on my own was more than I could bear. I struggled to get the door open, balancing the bag of groceries in one hand, trying to get the lock open with the other. As I almost fell through the door, I realized something was different. There was a wonderful smell coming from the kitchen, and there was a light on in the living room. I cautiously continued into the house, trying not to panic. I couldn't imagine who would be there. As I turned the corner into the living room, I saw him standing by the big front window, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a drink. I just stood there staring at him. I shook my head, feeling like I was losing my mind. It was Jake. But Jake lived in New Orleans, a thousand miles away. We had been friends for over a year now, a close intimate friendship that started in a chat room on a cold winter night. "Hi sugar," he said quietly as he set the drink down. "Surprised?" I dropped everything I was holding and flew into his arms. I felt a sob clutching my chest, and I just hugged him so tight. We had talked about him coming out for my birthday, but his business schedule hadn't allowed us to make any plans. "My God, Jake, how did you get here?" I asked. He chuckled and said, "An airplane, silly. And your landlady so nicely let me into your apartment." "I mean, how, I thought........" I tried to ask, but he put a finger across my lips. "Shhhhhhhhh. It doesn't matter, I'm here, ok?" I looked into his green eyes and I was lost. This was a man who knew me probably better than anyone in the world. We had spent so many evenings together, talking deep into the night, sharing our fantasies, our fears, our dreams, our hearts. He tilted my chin up more, and ran his thumb over my bottom lip. "I couldn't let you spend your birthday alone, slurpygirl." Slurpygirl. That was his pet name for me. It always made my heart melt when he would come online and ask how his favorite girl was. It's funny how just seeing his name on the screen would lift my spirits and make a terrible day all better somehow. I couldn't believe he was here, in the flesh, holding me close. His body was warm, and solid, and so very, very male. I had seen dozens of pictures of him, and we had spoken on the phone many times, but nothing prepared me for the way he felt. Having his arms around me was like coming home after a long journey. I felt safe, and warm, and loved. So loved I felt the tears welling up again. As I clung to him he put his hand on the back of my head, just like he described hundreds of times during our chats. His long fingers threaded through my hair, and I felt the tears slip down my cheeks as I snuggled into his embrace. "Shhhhhhh, it's alright, I'm here," he murmured. We rocked gently against each other, and I realized he had put music on sometime. I could hear the sounds of one of my favorite CD's playing softly in the background. He laced his fingers through mine with one hand, and put one arm around my waist, and we began to dance. Nothing had ever felt more right. This feeling of being up close to him, his arms around me, his warmth penetrating my very soul. It was everything I had ever wished for. As we moved slowly to the music, I gazed up at him. That was one thing I had always loved about him. Being tall myself, I loved the feeling of having to look up to a man, and he was a good six inches taller than me. He felt wonderful, and smelled even better. I remember he had told me that he wore Brut cologne, and I had bought a sample bottle one day while out shopping. I kept it in the drawer of the desk where my computer was, and sometimes when we would chat, I would take it out and smell it, imagining he was there with me. But that paled in comparison to how it smelled on his skin. I nuzzled my face into his chest, and inhaled deeply. His muscular thigh had slipped between mine, and I could feel the incredible warmth of his big body between my legs. It made me shudder all over, and break out in goosebumps. His arm tightened around me, and I heard, and felt, a low grumble in his broad chest. I smiled, and lifted my head. He was looking down at me, and I had never seen an expression like the one on his face. It reminded me of a kid at Christmas, that glowing light in their eyes, the anticipation of the magic of Santa Claus shining brightly on their face. He leaned down and kissed me. His lips were soft, and warm, and so gentle against mine. I felt myself softening, yielding, melting into him and that first kiss. His hands came up to frame my face, and he deepened the kiss. My mouth opened under his, and his velvety tongue began an intimate, thorough search of my willing mouth. The kiss went on and on, our heads turning one way, then the other, testing different angles. It settled into a long drugging kiss that warmed me from the tip of my toes to the top of my head. My arms lifted to wrap around his neck, and I pressed closer, feeling like I couldn't get close enough. He broke the kiss, and leaned his forehead against mine, both of us panting slightly. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, and I wanted nothing more than to stay like this forever. "Oh, sugar, what you do to me," Jake whispered. I could feel what I was doing to him. It was the same thing that was happening to me. I felt alive, and happy, and so full of love and excitement I could hardly breathe. I could feel the tenseness in his body, the hardness that was nestled against my softness, and pressing urgently towards me. His hands dropped to my hips, then caressed down across my bottom, his big hands pulling me against him more. "Jake," was all I could manage to say. His head went up sharply, and he looked into my passion filled eyes, and I knew he heard the plea in my voice. Never had I needed a man more. And not just any man, this one particular man. The desire I had for him was like a drug, surging through my system, making me feel strong yet weak at the same time. He kissed me again, but it was different this time. Harder, urgent, an answer to my silent prayer. We stumbled towards the couch, my hands suddenly clumsy as we struggled to remove the barrier of our clothing. I wanted to feel his skin against mine, to feel his body become a part of mine. And I wanted it NOW. Little whimpers were passing from my mouth to his as his strong hands efficiently stripped me. Finally, both of us naked, we lay on the couch. I could feel his body along mine, touching me in so many places. Jake kissed me again, and one hand wrapped around a soft breast. He groaned into the kiss as the nipple hardened against his palm. His mouth was so hot, so wet, and the kisses just flowed one into the other. His hand massaged and kneaded that soft flesh, and I felt myself becoming boneless and limp, and a deep ache between my legs began throbbing insistently. "Please," I whispered. His hand soothed down my body, skimming across my silken skin, then settled between my legs. My hips arched up against him, and a long finger insinuated itself between the soft folds. "Oh, slurpygirl," he moaned as he felt the effect he was having on my body. He began probing, stroking, and massaging me, driving me crazy under him. My hand traveled down his long body, over his hip, and across his lower abdomen. My fingers wrapped around him, the velvety soft skin burning hot against my palm, and so alive. The hardness underneath that softness made me gasp as I imagined that part of him deep inside me. His face burrowed into my neck, his tongue rasping across my skin as he continued to penetrate me with his finger, first the one, then another slipping in beside it. A guttural groan was my only response. My hand tightened around him, and I stroked him slowly. His hips were rocking against my hand. He raised his head and looked down at me. One hand began caressing my face while the other continued to play with my wet, heated body. " Let it go," he said. My head dropped back and my back arched and I began convulsing over and over as a powerful orgasm gripped me. His hand followed my bucking hips, but before the last peak he was suddenly inside me, full and deep. I could feel my body clenching tight around him as he drove into me all the way, holding himself there. I shuddered under him. As I slowly came back to my senses, I felt my desire returning ten fold. My eyes opened lazily to find him staring down at me, a twinkle in his eye. "Welcome back," he chuckled. I pulled his face down for a ferocious kiss, and he began to move. Long, deep thrusts, filling me, over and over. My tongue chased his, swirling around his mouth, nipping at it with my teeth, sucking on it, then his sexy bottom lip. Pulling up, he knelt between my legs, his hands pulling my hips up more. My body was hot around him, clutching at him, pulling him deeper, and so slippery wet. His thumb went between us, and he began circling my hard center, and a second orgasm came so hard and so fast, it took us both by surprise. I screamed his name, and my body tightened around him. His hands gripped me tighter, and he began savagely pounding into me. He wrapped my legs around his waist and he leaned forward, pressing me into the couch with his weight. As I moved in perfect counterpoint to his deep sure thrusts, his own orgasm quickly claimed him. I felt his body tighten, and then pumping his very essence into me. He collapsed on top of me, and we clung to each other, our hearts thundering in our chests. He kissed the side of my neck, then my lips, and said, "Happy Birthday, sugar." I laughed, and kissed him back. "Baby, this is only the beginning." He just smiled.