I’m not going to lie. After that afternoon with Bev (which probably lasted no more than 15 minutes), I spent the rest of the afternoon alternating between daydreaming about it happening again and checking out the pics she’s posted on line. I had just seen her completely naked, playing with herself no more than ten feet away from myself doing the same thing, but I couldn’t get enough. What did she mean by a “birthday surprise?” When would she message me. I’ve known her since I was like five, 17 years of my life. I’ve been legal for almost four years. If she was that turned on by me, why did she wait so long for that to happen? No matter. It happened now, so that’s all I should worry about.
After an hour or so, my parents both got home. After graduation, I moved back home and have been working from home. It’s not ideal, but all things considered, I can’t complain. I went downstairs to meet them and get ready for dinner, making sure to bring my phone with me. No messages yet, but I wanted to be ready to answer as soon as one came in.
“Hey Jon,” my dad said. “Anything interesting happen today?” If only he knew. I’m sure he’s noticed Bev before, but he would never think about it.
“Nah, not much. Slow day at work, so just listening to music and looking busy,” I joked. We set the table and got ready for dinner. Not expecting Bev to send a message when I knew her family was sitting down for dinner, I placed my phone on the counter and helped Dad with a salad. Just then, my phone buzzed and Mom went to grab it for me. Thank goodness the messenger app doesn’t show the content of a message.
“Hey Jon, Bev just sent you a message. What’s she been up to?” The two are quite good friends.
“Oh, she stopped by earlier today asking for some help when her garage door got stuck. She’s probably just thanking me,” I lied, impressed with my ability to come up with that on the spot.
“That was nice,” she smiled. I picked up my phone and almost dropped it. I pulled up her message and saw a picture with the caption “had to sneak away from dinner.” The picture was her sitting in a room by herself, a closeup of her pussy in the panties that I had filled with my cum earlier. My eyes got wide and I could feel the blood rushing toward my dick. I quickly answered her message with one of my own: “can’t wait to taste that pussy.” I put my phone in my pocket, quickly finished dinner, and then told my parents I had an emergency work meeting before wishing them good night and heading to my room.
When I got upstairs, the light across the way was on. I opened up my blinds and quickly Bev emerged from behind hers. She held up her phone, winked, and then walked out of the room, swaying her hips as she did. Expecting some more naughty pictures, I dropped my shorts, climbed into my bed, and got ready to stroke myself again. What I got was all that and then some.
The second my phone buzzed, I opened up her message and was greeted by a pic of her alone in the same room. This time, a flesh-colored dildo was squeezed between her tits. “This will be you Friday night.” I almost came right then and there. I quickly answered, this time sending her a pic of my hard cock back. “I’m all ready for you.” My phone started to ring.
“Hey Bev, isn’t your husband in the house?” I quickly asked.
“Yeah, but I’ll be quick. Meet me in my garage on Friday. We’re going away for your birthday.” She immediately hung up. My head spinning, I pulled up the pic of her tits and shot a huge load before going to bed.
The next few days were rough to get through. I didn’t receive a single message from Bev until around midnight on Thursday night, and even then, I got just a winking emoji from her. At the very least, it was confirmation that I didn’t dream the whole thing. I worked a full day on Friday and when the time was right, I sent a message to my parents telling them I was going out with the guys for a night for my birthday, and followed Bev’s instructions by going into her garage. A moment later, she came out of the house into the garage.
“Hey Jon! Ready for a nice trip?” She said with a smile, come up close to me, an overnight bag in her hand. I offered to grab the bag for her, which she quickly handed to me.
“A gentleman too! Well, we are going to have a good night,” she said with a smile, gently touching my nose and then quickly and firmly grabbing my cock through my jeans. I had been sporting a half-boner since she came through the door.
“That was a nice preview,” I said. We climbed into her SUV and backed out of the driveway. We made our way to the interstate and drove for what seemed to be a while.
“So, where are we headed,” I asked with a smile.
“Don’t you worry about it, honey” Bev answered. “It’s my surprise to you. Wear this,” she said as she handed me a blindfold. I obliged with a smile.
“If you say so,” I sighed. After about another thirty minutes or so, we pulled into what I guessed was a parking garage. I made the move to take off the blindfold, but she immediately stopped me.
“Not yet,” she said with a tsk. She then leaned in and kissed me more sensually than I had ever been kissed before. I was more than happy to leave my blindfold on. She led me for a walk of about ten minutes, opened a door, and sat me down on what I was sure was a bed. She told me to sit tight and dropped my hand. After a few moments of hearing her move, she kissed me once more and moved to take the blindfold off.
As I regained my sight, I was greeted by the sight of Bev’s glorious tits in a blue bra with sheer, see-through cups. Her nipples were just as hard as they had been earlier that week, certainly not helped by the cooler temperature of the room. She stepped back, showing the sheer, silky robe that she was wearing that matched the cups of her bra and the matching blue thong. Rounding off her outfit were a pair of heels, three or four inches high, showing off the strength of her calves. She gave a quick spin, giving me the best view of her ass so far.
“Oh fuck,” I sighed, the only thing my brain would allow me to say.
“Now Jon, that’s not nice language,” she said with a smile.
“Oh, I’m sorry Bev,” I quickly apologized, not realizing she was kidding me.
“I’m fucking with you babe. Fucking with you before you fuck me,” she laughed. I moved to stand up and move toward her, but she gently raised her leg and softly kicked me back down onto the bed. “I dressed up for you, you have to return the favor,” she scolded me, throwing a small duffle bag at me and beckoning me to the bathroom of the rather large hotel suite. I closed the bathroom door behind me and opened up the bag. I don’t know why she gave me such a big bag, because the only thing inside was a small, tight pair of underwear. Not quite a speedo, but not covering much else. After seeing Bev dressed the way she was, I was harder than I’d ever been, so the underwear wouldn’t hold me back much.
I squeezed into them, positioning my bulge off to the side, and opened the door to reveal Bev laying on the bed, in a similar position to how she was by the window. I walked over to her, ready to jump on her.
“Oh wow, that looks even better than I thought it would,” she mentioned, rubbing her pussy through over top of her thong. I didn’t quite know what to do, so I put my one leg up on the bed and slightly thrusted my hips, pushing my bulge in Bev’s direction. I reached down, and mimicking the move that Bev gave me before we got in her car, I rubbed myself outside of my pants.
“What do you want me to do,” I asked her, half out of a craving for direction, half out of seduction. I started to slowly stroke myself outside of my pants.
“I want you to give me that hard, young cock baby,” she moaned, flipping herself over and crawling over to me. She slipped her fingers up over the waistband of the underwear and pulled them down. My cock sprung to life, sticking straight out, almost touching Bev’s face. Without hesitation, she took it in both hands.
“Mmm, this is exactly what I wanted the other night baby. You made yourself cum, but now, I’m going to do it, and you’re going to do the same for me.” She stroked me a few times before kissing the tip of my cock. I rain my fingers through her hair as she kissed, licked, and eventually took me inside her mouth. My cock was throbbing as she sucked, slowly taking more and more of my shaft. I closed my eyes, leaned my shoulders back, and gave in to Bev’s perfect blowing skills.
After a few moments, she looked up at me. “Jon, remember that message that you sent to me? You made a promise to me,” she laid down on her back, and I knew exactly which message she was referring to. I moved in, grabbed either side of her thong, and pulled it off before throwing it across the room. I could tell her pussy was already wet. It probably had been since before I walked into her garage. I placed my hands under her legs, cupping her ass, and lowered my face to her pussy. I started slowly, licking her clit very softly and slowly, which immediately made Bev twitch. I remembered the taste of her juices from her panties earlier in the week, and the thought that I was finally eating her out made me throb without me (or her) even touching my dick. She dug her fingernails into my hair, spreading her legs wide and starting to breathe heavily.
Bev started to move her hips, grinding into me and letting me know that she really enjoyed my face buried in between her legs. “Mmmm, Jon baby. Eat my cunt!” When I heard her start to talk dirty, I started to feel that familiar feeling of cum building up in my balls. I moved my right hand out from Bev’s ass and, as I licked her clit, I slipped a finger inside her. She let out a loud moan and started to shake as I followed with a second finger.
“You better get up and fuck me right now,” she moaned, pushing my head up from between her legs. I hadn’t fucked anyone since my girlfriend and I split after college, so it had been several months, and I was definitely concerned about how long I would last. But that wouldn’t stop me from giving it my all. I climbed up on the bed, positioned myself on top of Bev, and gave her a passionate kiss just as she had given me. I lowered myself down onto her, holding my cock at its base, I teased her pussy lips before pushing my tip inside her. I could feel her gasp as I held back as hard as I could to prevent myself from shooting my load too early.
Bev wrapped her arms around me, kissing my chest as I plunged deep inside her. The moment I took to gather myself helped me from cumming, and I was ready to go. As she held onto me, I propped my body up and started to hump, in and out of her pussy, slowly at first, but quicker and deeper with each thrust. Just as she had held onto my head, Bev was digging her fingers into my back as I worked up to a pound.
“Fuck me! Fuck me hard baby!” She yelled. I had no idea where we were, but anybody either staying in an adjacent room or walking by would have certainly heard her. Not that I cared. I obeyed and pumped harder and harder into Bev’s pussy as she moaned and yelled. I too moaned, her tight, wet pussy was the greatest thing I had ever felt. “Oooh fuck Bev! You have me so hard,” I moaned.
“Oh I know baby! I love that hard dick,” she panted. I grabbed her around her waist and lifted her up off the bed. Her petite, slim frame was not much manage as I held her up and the sat down on the bed to have her bounce up and down in my lap. She wrapped her hands around my neck and moved into kiss me, sliding her tongue into my moth as I bounced her up and down.
“Fuck me on the balcony,” she whispered. I was a bit apprehensive, as it was not quite dark enough to have the complete cover of night, but before I knew it, she drew open the curtains and opened the suite door out to the balcony. Our room was overlooking the Las Vegas Strip. She walked out onto the balcony, leaned up against the railing, and slapped her ass. I walked up behind her, grabbed her hips, and slid back inside her. Her heels brought her at just the right level, and I had never noticed it before, but she had the sexiest tramp stamp I’d ever seen. I watched her ass jiggle as I fucked her. She didn’t even try to hold back, yelling and cursing as I pumped her pussy.
“Give me that cock baby! Give me that hard, young cock!” She yelled, throwing her body back into me as I held onto her, trying to hold back.
“Mmm, I’m going to cum,” I yelled. Immediately, she spun around and dropped to her knees.
“Give me that cum, baby. Give me all that cum,” she moaned, placing one hand on my balls and rubbing her clit with the other. With her hands on my balls, my hips buckled and the tip of my cock shot out cum with more force than even the other day. The first rope landed on her cheek, followed by some on her mouth, and some on her tits, which by now she was holding with both hands. Moaning, I stroked the last few ropes out of my cock before Bev leaned forward and took my cock back into her mouth.
Still sensitive, I twitched a bit as she sucked me. I ran my fingers through her hair again before she stood up, wearing only her heels and my cum. She grabbed my cock and led me back inside.
“Oh Bev, that was fucking amazing,” I panted, grabbing a drink of water.
“What do you mean ‘was,'” she questioned, licking a bit of my cum off her finger. “We are just getting started.”
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