("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._
                     `6_ 6  )   `-.  (     ).`-.__.`)
                     (_Y_.)'  ._   )  `._ `. ``-..-'
                    _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,'
                   ((('   (((-(((''  ((((
                 K R I S T E N' S    C O L L E C T I O N
		_________________________________________
		                WARNING!
		This text file contains sexually explicit
		material. If you do not wish to read this
		type of literature, or you are under age,
		PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!!
		_________________________________________




			Scroll down to view text


















--------------------------------------------------------
This work is copyrighted to the author © 2007.  Please
don't remove the author information or make any changes
to this story.  All rights reserved. Thank you for your 
consideration.
--------------------------------------------------------

My Birthday Present
by Schariah (schariah1@gmail.com)

***

A guy gets a very special birthday present from his 
Internet friend... and her boyfriend. (MMF, 1st-bi-
expr, anal, rom)

***

My birthday was a week away when I got the invitation. 
It was from Candace, a girl I'd met over the Internet, 
and chatted with for several months; in fact, we'd 
never met, but over time we'd become very close. We 
shared important news, talked about politics and 
culture, and shared our sexual fantasies with each 
other. (I'd even told her about my bisexual fantasies.) 

She had a boyfriend, Brad, and she was very satisfied 
with him, so we'd been contented with just writing. 
That all changed the day I got her email "For your 
birthday," it said, "I've planned a party. Be at my 
house at 8pm" -- and it gave directions.

I was very excited. We would finally get to meet. Of 
course, I hoped we'd do more than just meet, but I 
scolded myself for thinking it. I shouldn't assume that 
she'd cheat on her boyfriend like that. I got a little 
dressed up, and at 8 o'clock exactly, I was knocking on 
her door. 

A few seconds later it opened, and there she stood, her 
bright eyes smiling at me. She had long, curly blonde 
hair and mischievous eyes. She wore a low-cut blue 
skirt which was very short, and very flattering. I 
smiled, feeling my heart race.

"Hi," I said, nervously.

"Happy birthday," she smiled and reached up to kiss me 
on the cheek. I actually blushed. I'd only seen 
pictures of her before, and she was more beautiful in 
person. "Shall we go?" she asked.

"Where?"

"To dinner, of course," she said, laughing. "I've got 
the place picked out already."

We jumped in my car, and a little while later we were 
talking and laughing in a dark restaurant, with 
sparkling silverware and candles. Since we'd written 
for so long, it wasn't at all like a first date--we 
knew each other very well. But I chided myself again. 
This wasn't a date at all; it couldn't be. She and Brad 
were still together. But I still avoided bringing up 
the name, and was happy she didn't talk about him. We 
might be "just friends," but I could at least spend the 
dinner wishful.

We finished and I drove her back to her house. I parked 
the car and walked her to the door.

"Well, thanks," I said. "That was very nice. I'm glad 
to have met you in person finally."

I smiled, and was about to kiss her goodnight. I hoped 
she wouldn't stop me.

"Aren't you coming in?" she said, with an innocent tone 
in her voice.

Instantly that tone disappeared, as she added, "You 
want to get your present, don't you?" and she stared 
straight into my eyes.

She didn't have to ask twice. I leaned down, put my 
hands on her hips, and leaned in to kiss her gently, 
lightly, not entirely sure that I should. But she 
didn't resist. Instead she put her arms around my neck 
and kissed me back. We scooted back through her door 
and into her living room as our kiss got more intense; 
her tongue was sweet and sexy in my mouth, and our 
breathing was coming faster and faster.

I backed her in, to the couch, my hands sliding up her 
sides as she lay back. I never wanted to stop kissing 
her, and feeling the curves of her body under my hands. 
I was reaching up with one hand to cup her breast, and 
down with another to feel the smoothness of her leg. 
She reached back with her hand and laced her fingers in 
my hair, pulling my mouth against hers as I began to 
slide the strap of her dress from her shoulder. 

She dragged her hand down my back, and then around, and 
I felt the palm of her hand on my cock, rigid and 
inflamed now with my desire for her. My other hand had 
moved up her thigh, and I could feel her wetness even 
before I touched the damp silk of her panties. She 
gasped as my fingers traced the lips of her pussy 
gently, savoring every moment of the feeling.

I raised up, intending to slide her dress off, but she 
was faster, and leaned up to undo my belt and pants. In 
a second she had my cock free, so hard it almost hurt, 
and pounding lightly with every heartbeat. She smiled 
up at me as she slowly wrapped her fingers around me, 
and I thought I would pass out at the pleasure. My 
whole frame was quivering slightly with the excitement 
as she began to slide her fingers up and down my shaft. 

I threw my head back and groaned at the pleasure, and 
the next thing I felt was her lips surrounding the head 
of my penis. Her tongue flickered over me so fast it 
felt like a thousand tongues, and my excitement was 
such that I couldn't hold back any longer. Without any 
warning my balls burst and a stream of cum jetted into 
her mouth, and another one, and another. 

She smiled as she swallowed my seed, her tongue working 
faster and faster to not miss a single drop. My body 
shook and shook, and finally the last drops of my cum 
had filled her mouth, and she pulled away from me, a 
long string of sperm joining the tip of my cock to her 
tongue. She caught it with a finger and traced it into 
her mouth, to show that she had drunk all of me. I 
loved her for it.

I reached down and kissed her desperately, feeling the 
heat of my cum still on her tongue, and I rolled her 
over on top of me and pulled the straps of her dress 
down. She giggled a little as her breasts fell free, 
and I gasped at her beauty. I felt high; I saw little 
streaks in my eyesight; my whole body felt hot to the 
touch. 

I slid my hands up her legs, and grasped the lacy top 
of her panties. She pushed herself up so I could slide 
them down and off of her, and soon she was free, the 
dress hanging loosely from her waist. She kneeled back 
down again, her legs on either side of my head, and my 
mouth was instantly engulfed in the hot wetness of her 
pussy. I raced my tongue up and down her crack, feeling 
her wet insides open for my tongue.

"Ohhh," she moaned as I tasted her sweet juices. My 
hands cupped her ass, feeding her pussy harder onto my 
tongue, and loving every second. She rolled her hips 
back and forth, and moaned louder as I moved the tip of 
my tongue up and down, then as deep into her as I could 
reach, and then back up to brush over her clitoris. 
Then I pushed it back into her. It only took a few 
minutes of his before she was jerking her hips up and 
down on my face, her gasps turning into yelps. 

Finally I felt her legs squeeze hard against my head 
and her whole body trembled. She was silent for a split 
second and then let out a yell of joy as she came 
against my tongue. It felt like she was turning inside 
out, her muscles quivering, her cum pouring against my 
lips, the perspiration coating her smooth legs. I loved 
knowing that I had made her come. It was amazing.

She slowly pushed herself off of me, scooting back from 
my face. She smiled down at me, her eyes half closed 
with dazed pleasure. I smiled back, and was about to 
speak when I felt her pussy contact my once-more 
hardened cock. She kept staring at my face as she 
lowered herself onto me. I couldn't move. I just stared 
back as I felt myself enter her, pushing deep inside 
her belly, until finally I was as deep as I could 
reach. She paused for a second, closing her eyes. Her 
mouth opened just slightly. She was incredibly 
beautiful; the lights in the room seemed to reflect off 
her whole body like an aura.

Candace began to move, her swaying hair making a halo 
around her face, and her hips rising and falling over 
my cock. I reached my hands up to her hips to help her 
move as she fucked me.

"Ohh!" she shouted. Her breasts swayed before my eyes, 
the nipples hard and perfect. She would rise up and 
then slam herself back down on me, letting out a cry 
whenever my cock would penetrate her again. Her belly 
was so hot against me that I could hardly believe it. I 
had fantasized about this for so long. "Oh, God Candace 
YES!" I yelled.

After a few minutes of this I grabbed her and rolled 
her over so I was on top. I reached my arms beneath her 
and grasped her shoulders, and began to slam myself 
into her as hard as I could. I pulled my whole cock 
from her and then thrust it as deep in her as I could 
reach, feeling her body jerk. Then I would pull back 
again. She was screaming with joy, her eyes shut hard, 
and a tiny wrinkle forming between her eyebrows. She 
was loving every second of it, and I never wanted it to 
end either, but I could feel the end coming on. I began 
to pace myself, teasing her slightly. Then I stopped 
still.

"Oh, fuck me!" she gasped.

"Fuck me please?" I laughed.

"Oh, god, fuck me PLEASE!" She cried. I slammed into 
her again, pumping hard, and her body began to shake. 
"Oh, god, I'm going to come! Yes, Bill!"

I held her tight. I wanted to feel every shiver of her 
orgasm. I was fucking her with all my might, particles 
of sweat were raining down from my forehead, and her 
whole body would spasm with every thrust of my hips.

"Oh, Bill! Oh GOD!"

She began to come, her eyes opening wide, then her 
mouth, in a silent scream. I felt her nipples tighten 
against my chest, her breathing catch for a split 
second. The wave of ecstasy reared up, hesitated, and 
then came crashing over her. She screamed in shock and 
her body exploded on me. I could feel her pussy 
clamping down, and the sight of her back arching, her 
head thrown back in ecstasy, and the feeling of her 
quaking body was all too much. The dam burst again and 
I came deep inside her belly, pouring the rest of my 
cum inside her with a few spasmodic jerks of my hips. 
Her fingers were digging into my back, my arms were 
clenching her so tight against me she could hardly 
breathe. 

I thought we might burst. Then, gradually, peace came 
to us, and our panting, soaked bodies fell back to the 
couch together. We kissed, our chests rising and 
falling against each other as we relaxed and our 
muscles loosened. Neither of us could speak. We could 
only lie there catching our breath. I brushed the 
sweat-soaked strands of hair from her forehead with the 
tip of my finger.

"Thanks," I gasped, "for the -- birthday -- present."

She smiled and closed her eyes.

"That wasn't your birthday present," she said.

I frowned, and she opened her eyes again.

"That was for me," she said. "Your present's in the 
closet."

"Huh?" I said. I waited a second; I didn't want to 
leave her body.

"Go on," she whispered, smiling gently. The curiosity 
was too much. I slowly slid my deflating cock out of 
her, and got up. My feet made funny slapping noises as 
I padded down the hall with my dick cock swaying 
absurdly between my legs. I reached the closet door, 
and with one hand I slowly opened it.

There stood Brad. He was naked.

Candace's voice drifted up from behind the back of the 
couch. "Happy birthday."

He was gorgeous. His body was perfectly formed, 
muscular but not extreme, with just the tiniest trace 
of love handles. He had short black hair, and hard 
eyes. His chest was broad and flat, with only a little 
hair, which thinned to a tiny stripe down to his belly 
button. Then there was his cock--it was huge, and it 
stuck out straight at me. I paused only a second, still 
struck by his beauty. And then without a word, I fell 
to my knees. 

His hand touched the back of my head very gently, 
guiding me to the target. But I didn't need any help. I 
wanted every bit of him. I opened my mouth and took the 
head of his perfect manhood in. He tasted just as I'd 
imagined; hot and masculine and wonderful. He must have 
been watching us, I thought. He won't be able to last 
for very long, probably. But I was wrong. I licked and 
sucked, and raised my hands up to cup the heavy balls 
that swayed beneath, but he didn't come. 

I pumped the shaft while swirling my tongue around the 
tip, but he still didn't come. That was fine by me. I 
wanted to worship him forever. But after a while I felt 
him reach down and pull at my shoulders. I obeyed and 
stood. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me, a 
deep soul kiss, his tongue against mine. I could feel 
his cock push against me, and mine began to rise again 
as well. I heard a quiet sound as Candace walked up 
behind me.

"You've wanted this for a long Bill," she said, "but 
you've always been afraid. Now I'll be here with you 
the whole way. There's nothing to fear." I broke our 
kiss and smiled at her, as I slowly reached over and 
took his shaft in my hand.

"It's wonderful, Candace," I said. "You're wonderful."

We walked silently to the bedroom, and Brad let me 
down, his mouth sliding down the side of my neck, and 
over my chest. But his powerful hands held my waist and 
guided me around, so gently but insistently that I 
barely noticed as he positioned me on my hands and 
knees. The bed moved and immediately Candace was lying 
beside me, her face directly beneath mine. 

"I'll be right here," she whispered, and I felt her 
hand take mine. Her fingers interlaced with mine just 
as I felt Brad's hand between my buttocks, spreading 
baby oil down the crack and against my opening. My 
heart was beating so fast it felt like it was in my 
skull. I couldn't speak, but could only let out a 
squeaky sort of moan when I felt his finger penetrate 
me. 

I closed my eyes for a moment, and when I opened them, 
Candace was still there, her beautiful face beneath me. 
Very slowly I leaned my head down, and kissed her as 
gently as rain. At that instant I felt the shifting of 
the bed as Brad positioned himself behind me, and 
guided the tip of his shaft to my ass. The moment was 
here. 

I tightened my hand on Candace's as he began to push -- 
push -- push -- the pressure getting harder as my ass 
stretched, and then finally, like a release, the head 
of his massive shaft was inside me. I let out my breath 
as he sank inch after inch inside me. It felt like it 
was going in forever--every inch felt like a foot, and 
I was being split apart. But I loved it. The feeling of 
surrender was incredible.

Finally, after an eternity, I felt his hips lock 
against mine and I knew he was inside me completely.

"Oh... GOD!" I cried. "Oh...oh god."

I couldn't speak, I couldn't think, all I could do was 
love the feeling, until he pulled back with his hips 
and began to leave me. I felt myself begin to panic--he 
couldn't leave now! But in a flash he was pushing back 
into me, and I felt his hips against my ass again. He 
was fucking me, thrusting his cock into my guts again 
and again. Each thrust was faster than the last until 
he had a perfect rhythm going against me. I smiled down 
at Candace as she watched my face swaying back and 
forth over her. "Oh, he's perfect!" I said. "Oh, fuck 
me!"

His thrusts were coming faster now. I was so impressed 
with his stamina. But it couldn't go forever, and soon 
I heard his panting grow louder, and his fingers began 
to tighten against my hips as he pulled me back and 
forth over his dick. Then he let out a low groan, and 
his hips smashed against me. 

His groan rose louder and louder into a shout, and then 
he wrapped his arms around my ribs in a great bear-hug 
and yanked me back against his cock. His body heaved 
massively, and his cock burst inside me, spraying his 
cum inside my ass. He pushed me forward and then again 
heaved me back against his powerful hips as his balls 
pulsed a second load of cum into me. He was still 
shouting. "Ahhhh!" as his body quaked a third time, and 
then a fourth.

His arms were crushing me against his spouting cock, 
and then his strength began to wane. His hips still 
lurched rhythmically, his cock--somewhere in my guts--
pulsed like a heartbeat, pouring his sperm inside me. A 
few more squirts, and finally he released me, his 
strength spent. It was overwhelming.

We spent the night sleeping in each other's arms. I had 
never known such peace. In the morning I awoke to the 
sounds of lovemaking. Brad was thrusting his massive 
cock into Candace from behind, right beside me. I just 
lie there, watching the beautiful couple fucking each 
other peacefully. And then I slid over beneath them 
that I could watch him penetrate her body with the same 
wonderful force that he'd just used on me. When he 
could take it no longer, he let out the same wonderful 
growl, jerked his cock from her, and poured his sperm 
into my waiting mouth. I knew we would be together for 
a long time to come.

END

This story is fictional, although based on real people. 
The names have been changed. Comments and come-ons 
welcome to schariah1@gmail.com

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Kristen's collection - Directory 51