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A Birthday Present
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
A BIRTHDAY PRESENT
BY OMNI GIRL
He was young - only 18. He'd been my waiter at lunch, at the
busy restaurant in the museum I'd been wandering through. He had
the look of an artist, or a musician. Tall (over six feet) and
very slim - almost skinny, in fact - with long black hair combed
straight back from his forehead and falling over his collar in
back. During the course of the meal, I discovered that it was his
birthday - and that he was very attracted to me. The first piece
of information came tumbling out of him in conversation. The
second was in his eyes.
As luck would have it, I was his last table of the day. I
wonder how I would have arranged it, otherwise. All I know is that
I would have thought of something. I left the restaurant and
walked back to a display from which I could watch the entrance.
He would have to walk by me to leave the museum. When he did, I
timed my stroll to "coincidentally" cross his path.
He looked at me in pleased surprise.
"Oh, hello, John," I said. "Going off to celebrate your
birthday, I guess. What's on the agenda for tonight?"
"Nothing, I'm afraid," he answered. "I just moved to New York
and I have no friends here to speak of. I'll probably have dinner
somewhere and spend the evening at home."
"That's terrible!" I said, blessing my guardian angel. "I
don't think anyone should be alone on their birthday! Oh, by the
way, my name's Michelle."
It only took a few minutes. I was easy to manipulate the
conversation, first to things he might do, then to movies he liked,
and finally to a movie we were both interested in. Before he knew
it, he was going to meet me at a theater near my apartment.
At the theater, he was warm and bubbling with energy. At 32,
I was almost twice his age - but it didn't seem to matter to him.
Of course, I like to think that I don't look my age at all (maybe
25, at the outside!) but it was still wonderful to see that he paid
no attention to it at all.
We made a striking couple. He had changed into the regulation
downtown uniform of black pants with a big, full-cut black shirt
and black boots. I wore a black leather mini and an off-the-
shoulder black mohair sweater. With my heels, I was almost on a
par with his 6'5" height. We were the center of attention in the
waiting line.
I hardly remember the movie. What I remember is him buying
me popcorn and keeping up a steady stream of chatter as we waited
for the show to start. Then, in the dark, that electrifying
instant when his arm brushed my thigh, and all of a sudden
everything changed.
The air was charged with sexuality. I could FEEL him in the
dark - feel his attention on me. His arm, on the armrest against
mine, seemed to reach out for me. I let my legs lean to the left,
toward him, and felt his knee brush mine as he changed position.
He stayed there, not moving his leg, for the longest time - and I
loved it!
We left the movie in a different mood than we had been in
earlier. There was a charge to the air, an expectation, that
hadn't been there before. I invited him back to my apartment and
cooked him a quick pasta primavera for his birthday. After dinner,
we sat together on the couch and drank our coffee. I could feel
that he wanted to make some kind of a move - but he was too
inexperienced and nervous to figure out what to do.
I excused myself to go to the bathroom. While in there, I
freshened my makeup and fixed my hair. I knew exactly what I
wanted to do - and I was surprised to find my heart pounding like
a schoolgirl's as I returned to the living room.
"I have a birthday present for you, John," I said, as I
entered the room.
"Oh, no, Michelle, I couldn't accept anything from you!
You've been so nice already - it's too much!"
"I think you'll find this is perfect - at least I hope so!"
I said, as I walked over to the couch. Kneeling down in front of
him, between his long, sprawled-out legs, I began to unbuckle his
belt.
His eyes were wide in surprise. I could tell that he couldn't
believe what was happening. In a moment, his pants were unzipped
and I was tugging them down from his waist. He woke up enough,
then, to raise his hips, and I hooked my index fingers in the
waistband of his briefs and pulled everything down at once.
I had known, from little glimpses I'd caught of his crotch
during the day together, that he was far from small - but my heart
was in my throat as his lowered briefs exposed the cock beneath
them. It was magnificent! Over eight inches long, and really
thick, it was like nothing I had ever had before! It sprang free
of it's confinement and stood up like an arrow, pointing toward his
chin.
I desperately wanted it - but I took the extra moment, teasing
both myself and him, to remove his shoes, socks, pants and
underpants. Then I had him in front of me, naked from the waist
down. The butterflies I had in my stomach earlier had travelled
south and become a charge of sexual excitement in my lower abdomen
and my pussy. The skirt was so tight that I couldn't even get my
hand under there - so I had to just kneel there and squeeze my
thighs together as tightly as I could, savoring the rush of
pleasure it brought.
Then I reached out, circled his beautiful cock with my right
hand and drew it toward me. Sitting back on my heels, I looked up
into his eyes and lowered my head to place a kiss on the swelling,
red head. While my lips were still pressed against him, I opened
them and stuck just the tip of my tongue out, to lick him from just
below the head up to the opening in the center. I felt the little
jerk as his partially-erect cock jumped with pleasure.
I continued to tease both of us, by licking back and forth
like that. I felt his cock GROWING - getting even longer and
thicker as I played with him, and becoming steel-hard underneath
that silky-soft skin. I began to lick around the head in a
circular motion, my tongue giving special attention to that little
flap of skin under the front of the head. Each time the tip passed
over that little, secret place, his cock jumped in excitement.
Drawing my head back so that I could see all of his beautiful
prick, I took it in both hands at once. I stroked him for a
moment, and looked up to see his eyes riveted on my hands, watching
them pulling the skin up and back - the right one (on top)
occasionally rubbing over the head.
"Your hands are so beautiful," he said. "They look so sexy
wrapped around my cock!"
When he said "cock", it was like the word went THROUGH me -
just the sound of it sent shivers through my body. I smiled up at
him, looking straight into his eyes.
"If you think my HANDS look good wrapped around your cock,"
I said, "wait'll you see what my LIPS look like!"
I continued to look straight into his eyes, and bent forward.
Holding him in my right hand, and gently cupping his balls in my
left, I opened my mouth and took his cock as deep into my mouth as
I could.
He really filled my mouth up! I mean, he was no Johnny Wadd -
no 14 inches - but I'VE never seen anything bigger, and that drove
me wild! As I slid my mouth up and down his big prick, I couldn't
really suck him the way I would anyone else. For one thing, I
couldn't get more than about three-quarters of him in! It wasn't
so much the length as it was the size of the head - it was so big
around that it was difficult to get it very far back in my mouth!
And my jaw began to ache almost immediately, from having to keep
my mouth so far open.
I looked up at him frequently, from my vantage point between
his legs. His eyes almost never left me, which was wonderful!
Most men close their eyes for as much as half of a blowjob - and
I like to see them looking at me. I like it when they comment on
how it turns them on to watch. And he did that! It was obvious
that he'd been given head a few times before, but not in the way
I was doing it to him now.
To give my jaws a rest, I reluctantly drew my head back up off
his cock and began to kiss and lick him in a trail down the front.
When I got to his balls, I carefully took one of them in my mouth
and rolled it around gently with my tongue while I continued to
stroke him with my right hand. That really set him off - he began
to moan and to thrust hard with his hips, fucking my hand hard.
So I took the other ball in too, and got a grip on his cock with
BOTH hands and started to really stroke hard. His movements got
more and more wild - then suddenly I heard him mumble almost
unintelligably "Just a little bit more" and I knew I was too close
to the end! So I just stopped.
He was in agony! I didn't intend to stop permanently - just
long enough to allow him to get his breath back. I just didn't
want the experience of sucking him to end so quickly, that's all.
I finally got him to understand that, and he relaxed a little bit.
Now, I was sure that the only oral sex he'd had was with relatively
inexperienced girls in high school (and I later found out I was
right).
Once he realized that there was no hurry, as far as I was
concerned, and that I really LOVED what I was doing - and that all
we had to do to make the pleasure last was to bring him up to the
edge and then rest for a moment - he was happy to go on letting me
eat him for about forty minutes or so. I revelled in it. I had
such a young, hard, BIG cock to play with that I didn't want
anything else. I knew I'd be taken care of later, so I just gave
myself over to sucking him.
At one point, after sucking his balls again, I put my head
down deep between his legs and began to lick his asshole. As I
held his balls out of the way with my left hand, rolling them
around in the sack, and jerked his big prick with my right, I ran
my tongue around and over his puckered ass - and finally stiffened
it as much as I could and pushed it a little ways in. That drove
him nuts! At first he tried to get me to stop (probably shocked
that someone would want to lick his ass) but then he gave in to it
- and I nearly lost him there, for a moment!
Finally, though, we got to the point where he wouldn't stop.
At the end, he just refused to let me back off from his cock. He
held my head down with BOTH of his hands and began to fuck my
mouth! His cock was too big for me to take that - he began,
unintentionally, to hurt the back of my throat with his thrusts.
Finally, I was able to get up off him for a moment, and I told him
to calm down. I explained that, if he'd let me, I'd bring him off
better than anything he had ever felt. He apologised, and looked
so sheepish that I had to laugh - and he thought that I was making
fun of him. For a minute, I thought we'd lose the moment - but he
was too interested in cumming for that, thank God!
I got a good grip on him with both hands, my left down near
his balls and my right up under the head. I'm no small woman, and
I had BOTH hands full of cock at this point. I took his head and
a couple of inches of his cock into my mouth and rested my mouth
against the back of my right hand, then started to jerk him off
with both hands at once - with my mouth keeping time and staying
right against my hand.
He started to fuck really hard, and I knew that we were nearly
there. I kept watching him as I sucked. I wanted to see the look
on his face when he shot! He was still looking at me, but his eyes
were strangely unfocussed - like he was seeing me and not seeing
me at the same time.
When it happened, there was no warning at all! He just
groaned really loud - and the cum started flooding my mouth! I
couldn't believe how much there was. At the same moment, his eyes
SNAPPED into focus, and he was staring at me - watching every
movement.
The first couple of shots actually filled my mouth up! I
wanted him to see everything, so I tried NOT to swallow for a
minute, so that I could give him a good show - but that didn't work
at all! I finally HAD to swallow, because the cum kept pouring out
of him! I had remembered that young men frequently have a lot, but
I couldn't believe this! For the first time, I had cum dripping
down my chin and my neck because I COULDN'T keep up with the flow!
As he got toward the end of his orgasm, but was still shooting, I
pulled my head back and drew my mouth off his cock. Opening it up
so that he could SEE the mouthfull I still had, I continued to
stroke his cock with my hands. The shots continued with enough
force to arc into my mouth - and a couple landed on my cheek, which
I loved! This was the first time I had ever given a blowjob the
way I had dreamed of doing it! He watched the cum landing on my
face in fascination, and I could tell that he LOVED that and the
way I looked, smiling up at him with a mouthfull of his sperm!
When it was finally over, I held him gently in my left hand,
feeling the big cock shrinking rapidly. I stroked him lightly, and
gently ran my thumb over the still-soaking head, while I used my
right hand to wipe the cum off my chin and cheek and licked up
every drop! He watched in fascination, and later told me that I
had made real one of his most frequent fantasies. He thought I did
it for him - but it was definitely for both of us!
When it was over, he was like a puppy - all tail-wagging and
grateful. When he asked what he could do for me, I just stood up,
smiled, and led him into the bedroom. By the next morning, I had
been more than paid back!!
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