Happy Birthday To You

Happy Birthday To You .... !For J.D. - "He's the reason I write"

"Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you ..." she sang. A VHS tape had come in the mail unexpectedly. Now, as Sunday night wore on without expectations, he had opened the plain brown wrapper to see what was inside. He slipped it in the VCR and waited impatiently to see what was on it, because he had no idea who had sent it.

A knowing smile spread across his face as he recognized her. The Happy Birthday singer was a friend he had since given up on. He had always wanted to get to 'know her better', for lack of better words to describe. Well, maybe not ... truth was he wanted to fuck her. He had always wanted to know the passion that seemingly lay within her. He leaned back against the couch and watched with renewed anticipation of what was yet to come.

Her rendition of Happy Birthday, along with the agonizingly slow strip she was doing on the screen, enticed the dormant sexual arousal he felt for her, to the surface. Where others would find her an average, attractive woman, he found her confidence and raw sexuality far exceeded some stick thin model's sexual charm.

His cock became hard underneath the only clothing he wore, a pair of loose-fitting pajama pants. Just freshly out of the shower, he threw them on and had resigned himself to watching a little TV before bed. Then he remembered the package. 'Damn ...' he thought to himself, as his hand lowered to stroke his hardening cock.

She wasn't taking it all off like an erotic dancer, nor a well-paid hooker, but his gazing eyes undressed her little by little. She showed him just a little taste of this, then a little taste of that, on the screen. He was harder than hell now, he realized, as he stroked his thickness with newfound enthusiasm. Maybe he wasn't so tired after all.

Outside a pair of familiar eyes peered inside the curtain-covered window. She smiled knowingly, as she watched the screen, then his hand move up and down over his length. Soon ... soon she would have that luscious piece of meat between her lips, then between her legs. Her pussy cried pleasurable tears of moisture, trickling heavily ... wetting her panties.

He got more comfortable on the semi-circular couch in the corner. His other hand lowered to cup his balls as his other hand stroked his hard cock a bit faster. His mind began to wander, as he fantasized about nailing her with his engorged manhood. He licked his lips with arousing anticipation. Now ... yes, now was the time. She quickly moved towards the front door, which he rarely used and knocked lightly, so as not to startle him too much. Rap rap rap ... She waited outside in the cool night air.

Inside, he irritably whispered the word, "Shit!" under his breath. 'Who the hell was interrupting him this time of night, just as his hand was satisfying his needs?' he wondered silently. He slipped his hardness back inside his loose-fitting pajama pants; grabbing the blanket off the back of the couch he made his way towards the door. "Damn it!" he muttered under his breath, as he threw it over his shoulders. It was just long enough to cover his excitement.

She could hear the click of the lock tumbler as he turned it cautiously to open the door. She smiled widely, knowing he would relax the moment he saw her and the anger would subside at his unknown intruder. Slowly ... the door opened, then his face appeared within the crack of the door, as the outside light popped on. As soon as he saw it was her ... the one on the tape ... he opened the door wide and invited her in. "What are you doing here?" he asked with a grin, as wide as the ocean, across his face.

She grinned devilishly, asking with sarcastic playfulness, "Why, are you disappointed?"

"Hell no!" he said quickly, as she entered his entryway and he closed the door behind her. He was just noticing what she was wearing ... A long bright red dressy raincoat, black high heels and the sexiest black fishnet stockings he had ever seen adorn a woman's shapely legs. Her blond hair was curled, as he remembered her always doing it, except now it was longer. She had minimal makeup on her face, but it accentuated her natural beauty perfectly. Her eyes sparkled, displaying a forbidden fire burning just below the surface. A smile of coy desire stoked the flames a bit more.

"I see you received my tape." She said suddenly, looking over his shoulder at the TV. In his hurry to answer the door he had forgotten to shut it off.

He blushed at the realization of what some stranger would of thought of his choice of viewing material. "Ummm yeah, what a surprise it was. I was actually enjoying it for the first time just as you knocked. I had no idea what it was until I popped it in ... Quite the birthday present." He reached forward as if to offer to take her coat.

"Thanks ... but for now, I think I'll just keep it on." He looked a little confused, but soon he would understand. She instead reached out to cup his hardening cock under the blanket. "I see you were enjoying the tape." She said whispering in his ear, as she moved forward to stand just a couple inches from his body. "What if I said the rest of your birthday present was inside this coat?" she asked seductively.

He leaned in closer to her ear and whispered back, "I'd say we need to get you out of it then." The heat from his body made her ache with need. 'Yes, let's get me out of this coat.' The little voice inside her head replied. She had hoped to remain calm cool and collected ... most of all in control, but being so close to him had its affects. 'Damn it, how did he do this to her every time?' she asked herself.

"I agree ... but not until I say, ok?" she winked at him and began walking away from him slowly. Her memory led her to the doorway of his bedroom, barely concealed by sixty's style wooden beads hanging loosely from the top of the doorway. He had an earthy free-love style about him that she adored. All her senses were aroused when near him, as she smelled the lingering aroma of incense and a recently extinguished candle in the air. She turned to see if he was following her, but he still stood there watching her walk away. He quickly shut off the TV and VCR and caught up with her.

Once inside the dark intimate recesses of his bedroom, she stopped and allowed him to move about. He lit a candle on the bedside table, followed by a fresh stick of incense, before returning to stand in front of her. "This is a very nice surprise ... tonight especially." He kissed her briefly on the lips. "Just when I thought my birthday was going to be fairly uneventful." He smiled and then kissed her again. His lips lingered until she began kissing him back, with need.

His hands explored her shapely curves over the snugness of her coat. Having to touch her this way was irritating, but in an arousing sort of way. 'Patience' he told himself, 'soon enough.' After all, she had gone through the trouble of setting up this little unexpected tryst, the least he could do was play along with it. His kiss became more heated ... more adamant. God, he wanted her in the worst way right now!

She pushed him away gently, lifting her leg to rest slightly on the edge of a low stool next to the bed. "I think you better get on your knees and beg a little ... don't you?" He wasn't going to argue with her, as he wanted to bury his face in her pussy anyway. The closer he was to it, the easier it would be. He lowered himself to the carpeted floor slowly, watching her expressions as he did so. He wanted to see the pleasure on her face, as his tongue invaded her secret place.

His hands slid up her stocking-covered legs, slipping ever closer to her silk-covered pussy. He was surprised to find garters holding them in place ... my God he couldn't wait to expose her. The bottom of her coat spread apart to reveal that she had matching black silk panties on underneath. He was sure her bra would match as well. He leaned forward, as he rubbed her stocking clad legs and kissed her inner thigh just above the upper edge of them on her bare flesh. It sent shivers of desire throughout her body.

He could smell the sweetness of her sex. 'Mmmm' he thought to himself, 'Just a taste ... please.' He thought about begging her, but he decided it would be best if he teased her a bit, as she was him. 'Make her wait ... yes that would be best, make her wait!' His lips and exploring tongue barely brushed over the thin silk material, giving her goose bumps.

She tossed her head backwards seductively, closing her eyes, imagining his warm mouth against her womanhood. Her hand held the back of his head to keep him from leaving her most intimate 'secret' place. As a matter of fact, she pulled him in closer, not giving him the option to escape. Did he really want to though?

"You're allowed to taste me, if you're a good boy." She spoke to him as if he was a spoiled little boy that had to earn his just reward.

"Can I?" he asked coyly. 'I'll play along, as long as I can taste her.' He convinced himself silently. "May I please taste your sweetness?" By now the heady scent of incense and sex filled the room with pleasurable nose candy of which he hungrily inhaled. His tongue snaked out, licking at her panties briefly. Just a touch of his hot tongue on her wetness sent her into unexplored territory.

"Don't fucking tease me!" she passionately growled at him, as his face was forced against her sex.

He grasped a hold of the crotch of her panties and pulled them to the side. 'Fuck this' he mumbled to himself. 'I'm going to eat this bitch until she's screaming for me to stop.' His tongue slipped past and into her waiting wetness. She was slick with her juices. He licked and sucked hungrily at her cunt, savoring her taste.

"That's a very good boy." She said in a low gasping whisper. Each thrust and flick of his tongue was sending shivers of lust through her body. His hands ventured north and found the top of her panties. He slowly tugged at the soft material between his fingertips. "In time." She said breathlessly.

His hands explored the roundness of her ass, as his tongue continued its pleasurable duty. A little further to touch her soft bare skin under the coat. One arm encircled her hips, pulling her closer, as his excitement grew. The other found the underside of her black lacy bra. He cupped her breast gently. By now, his cock was so hard it stuck outwards in his loose-fitting pajama bottoms. She smiled, loving the affect she was having on him.

Pushing the coat back off her leg to hang behind it, she unclipped the first fastener holding her stockings up. He moaned loudly, appreciating the fact that things were moving along a bit faster. His tongue had a way with arousing persuasion. He paused a moment, when she was done un-clipping the last one on that leg and began to roll her stocking down her leg. 'She's sexy as hell.' He thought to himself while removing it.

He wasted no time in un-clipping the other one for her as well. Down ... down her leg the other stocking slowly slipped. He tossed them to the side uncaring of where they landed. She untied the belt holding her coat together to hide her birthday surprise. He knelt breathless in front of her waiting its fall from her ample breasts. 'Yes ... he was right.' Beneath the coat were her breasts clad in a black silk and lace bra. Her breasts pushed up pleasingly, slightly spilling over its lace-trimmed boundary.

He stood quickly before her and pressed his face into their softness. 'My God, she smelled good.' He thought. The familiar scent of White Musk emanated from her bosom. His mouth sucked and licked hungrily at their aroused fullness, as he slipped the strap over her shoulder as far as he could with her coat still on, which was now hanging haphazardly from her shoulder. He slipped his hand inside the cup of her bra and caressed her gently. Her nipple hardened in the palm of his hand. She whispered next to his bowed head, "Would you like to taste more of me?" He moaned between her breasts in reply. The red coat slipped from both her shoulders onto the floor, leaving her exposed to the night air. His desire intensified.

His kisses trailed upwards along her neckline to finally rest against her waiting lips. The taste of minty freshness mingled with the sweetness of her pussy juices, as his tongue caressed hers. He pulled her closer as his advances intensified.

It was now her moaning into his open mouth ... a low whiny moan full of lust and need. Her body gave into his advances. 'Screw the role playing.' She told herself, as her hand slipped between them to cup his hard cock. His thickness felt so good within her grasp. She caressed its fullness under the pants before deciding they had to go. Grabbing them on either side, she slid his pants downwards until gravity pulled them down around his ankles. He kicked them off without hesitation. His bare flesh was against her now and she could barely compose herself. She wanted to just fuck him good ...to fuck him nice and hard.

He felt the need as well, as he turned her back to the edge of the bed while still kissing her. He slowly lowered her to the comforter, climbing over her. There was no need tonight for all the extra foreplay, he just wanted to plunge deep into her wet pussy and fuck her ... and so he did. His hard cock slipped inside her wetness. Her legs arose, wrapping around his waist. He began slowly, enjoying the feel of her tight wet cunt. He loved the way it hugged his manhood, as if it was milking him of his seed.

Legs tightened around him, urging him to fuck her faster ... to fuck her harder. She cried out in pleasure, as he continually plunged his engorged cock inside her. His mouth masterfully devoured her neck and heaving breasts ... then her mouth again. In between sighs of passion and lusty moans she urged him on, " Ohhh Fuucck, you feel so Goddamn good!" She never was good at hiding her feelings. "Yes baby...Ohhh God yes!" She came in spasmodic waves of pleasure all over his cock, her body shaking uncontrollably with desire. She wasn't very quiet or subtle either. "I'm fucking cumming!"

He couldn't take it anymore. This birthday surprise was more than he had hoped for and her verbal expression was about to send him over the edge. He held on tightly to her, whispering in her ear in a low, aroused growl, " I'm about to explode in your fucking cunt." His thrusts had become hard and intentional ... it was true, he was very close.

"Uggghhhhhh" he growled into her ear, as his load began to release. "Fuck! I'm cumming!" he plunged into her a couple more times before stopping deep inside of her. She could feel his juices overflowing, over her ass and onto the comforter. It felt warm, sticky ... and so fucking good.

When the intensity of the moment began to subside he kissed her again, slowly and intentionally. "Thank you ..." he whispered. She just smiled at him with a devilish little look on her face.

"Only 50 more to go .... One for every year baby." She winked at him suggestively. Of course he wouldn't last that long and neither would she, but a couple more hours couldn't hurt ... could they?