I knocked on your door and smiled when you answered.
“Yay Rachel is here!” You yelled, sounding so excited.
I giggled, “of course, I can’t miss my boyfriend’s birthday!” and gave you a big kiss on your cheek as we went inside.
We headed up to your room and crashed on your bed. You turned on your TV, and we started watching. You put you arm around me and we snuggled up close. “I can’t believe we graduate next week!” I remarked, and we chatted a bit about college plans and what the local campus would be like for us.
“Where are your parents?” I finally asked after a while.
“They went out of town for the day.” you replied as your hand moved down cupping my breast.
I looked up at you, reading your intentions. “You didn’t want to go?”
“I’d rather stay here with you,” you smiled as you leaned in to kiss me. Our lips met, you wrapped your arms around me and we shared a steamy embrace.
It didn’t take long for clothing to start coming off, well my clothing at least, you liked it better like that. We placed all my clothes in a pile next to the bed and I curled back up with you, me being naked and you being fully clothed. Your eyes and hands traced by body, I always felt so warm and safe in your arms.
We kept kissing, and smiling, and laughing with each other. It was so rare we got to do this!
“You know it is my birthday…” you giggled and winked at me.
I giggled too, “hmm, does that mean i’m going to be sucking on something shortly?”
You laughed, “hmm no, not today, I want this instead.” With that you reached down between my legs, your eager fumbling fingers soon found my clit. One began circling it enticingly, while the other poked playfully into my well moistened vagina.
“mmm sorry, not today.” I broke the news to you softly.
“What? Why?” you asked, surprised.
“Because it’s that time of the month where I can’t…” I hinted.
“Huh?” You seemed confused, poor boy.
I just laughed, “I’m fertile right now silly, see…” I grabbed my phone and showed you my health app. Your birthday was unfortunately falling one day before I was due to ovulate. “…and since you don’t like condoms, and the pill makes me sick, we can’t today, I’m sorry.” I finished explaining.
You didn’t say anything, you just got all quiet, a forlorn look spread over your face and you kind of just stared off into space.
“Hey, are you okay?” I asked, rubbing your leg.
“I don’t know…” you replied. You sounded so disappointed, and I felt just awful for you.
“I’ll let you finish in my mouth if you want,” I offered hopefully, “you always wanted to try that.”
You didn’t immediately respond, you just sighed and sat there a while thinking. It was a bit before you finally spoke up, “No that’s okay, it’s just we almost never have like real sex, it’s always hand jobs, or blow jobs, I didn’t want that today. I wanted today to be special.”
“I know, I’m so sorry.” I apologized. The disappointment in your voice broke me. Was I a terrible girlfriend? How could I do this to you? It was your 19th birthday after all. I thought and thought, I really wanted to solve this for you.
We sat there in silence for another minute, the TV jabbering away in the background. “Could I just… I don’t know, put it inside for a bit? I promise I’ll pull out before I finish.” you asked hopefully.
I pondered for a moment, it was a solution, it could work. I could tell how badly you wanted this anyway. It had been awhile for us. I reluctantly relented “Ok, but, it’s really important, you have to pull out, promise?”
Your eyes lit up like a Christmas tree, “promise!” you yelled gleefully and before I knew it your mouth was at my neck, and we were falling backward, back onto the pillows.
You were happy again and oh so eager. Like a starved dog, and I was your yummy supper. You rolled on top of me and started undoing your jeans. It was already hard when you pulled it out. I opened my legs wide, welcoming you in as you fell down on top of me. You shuffled, then rocked your hips forward. A bit of pressure, and I felt you slip inside me. You moaned in pleasure, and said you missed being inside of me. I missed that feeling too.
You shuffled your pants off quickly, now bare between socks and shirt. We rocked our hips together as your knees nudged my legs further apart. I wrapped my arms around you, and pulled us close. Your hands lifted my legs as you came down and they soon pointed skyward. Your hand found my breast, and you began to play with it. You were so much better at this now. You teased and kneaded it masterfully and I tingled in pleasure. “Happy birthday,” I whispered in your ear playfully, and you replied with how you loved me.
Happily joined together now, we began humping each other eagerly. Your dick dashed in and out of me, caressing me inside. It was a lovely full feeling, and we continued on for a while, my arousal growing. Something about how risky this was added to the excitement. We were passionate and dangerous, didn’t care about protection, just two lovers completely lost in this moment together.
“Here, let’s try it like this.” you said after a bit. You took hold of my hips and scooted me closer to you. My legs were gathered, and rested on your shoulders, just on either side of your neck. Then you leaned forward, my hips curled up off the bed, until my pussy was pointed almost straight up. My ankles were bent way back past my head, and I was gazing up straight into your eager eyes as you towered over me with an enticingly dominant presence.
“Let me know how this feels” you said, as I nodded and waited.
You drove your hips down, deep.
“Ohhhhh!” I gasped as you plunged farther inside of me than you ever had before. I grimaced in discomfort a bit as you bumped into my cervix, still though, oh my god, this felt amazing.
“Did you like that?” you asked eagerly.
I smiled and nodded.
With that you drew your hips back, and plunged them in again, and I was lost in another rush of pleasure. Then you flew into a rhythm, plunging your hips down into me over and over. My mind was quickly lost in a sea of emotions. The discomfort passed amid my growing waves of pleasure. I kept my eyes locked on yours this whole time. Your expression was wild and excited. I had never seen you like this before. Usually you looked eager, passionate, but always loving. Now there was almost an animalistic fever to your motion. A burning fire in your eyes I’d never seen. You grunted and growled and you pounded away, noises I’d never heard you make. I lay there simply in awe of you, basking in my own passion.
As we continued, you began to edge faster. Your pace quickened, and you began to sweat more. Then your hands shifted down to my hip bones and you grabbed hold. This was getting intense, in a very good way. Your weight was leaning more heavily down on my legs now. It was a bit uncomfortable, but not too bad. Your gaze became locked on my chest as you pounded away.
I sighed a bit, so close to my own orgasm, but it was becoming obvious you were getting close to yours too. “Ready to pull out?” I asked reluctantly.
“Almost,” you grunted in reply, as you kept lustfully pounding away. I let you continue on, but was starting to get a bit nervous. I didn’t want to upset you again, but this was fast becoming uncomfortably risky in my mind.
As your pace continued to pick up, I worked up my best sultry voice and chimed in again, “mmm… let’s put that load in my mouth handsome.”
You didn’t reply.
“Hey?” I tapped on your hands with my own, “hello?”
Still nothing. Hello? Why weren’t you answering me? It wasn’t like you at all to close yourself off like this. I was starting to get more anxious. I felt I needed to take action.
“Times up sexy boy,” I called out playfully as I grabbed onto your hands. I tried to gently lift them off my hips, but as I did, you clamped them down on me so hard it hurt.
“Owww!” I grimaced and looked up at your eyes. They were still focused intently on my bouncing chest, it looked like you were concentrating hard, your brow was furrowed and tense. Sweat ran down your face, and dripped down onto mine.
As I fumbled for what to say next you changed up your pace, your hips came down harder than before on mine. Your balls slapped louder against my butt, your penis bumped into my cervix again.
“Ouch!” I winced and cringed with your impact. Before I could recover you were already coming down again. “Ahhhh!” I cried in discomfort again. Between you battering against my insides and how hard you were gripping my hips, this wasn’t pleasant at all any more.
I began pleading with you. “Hun stop…. Ahhhh! You’re… Unnnhh… hurting me… Ahhh!” Almost lost in my cries and pain was this unmistakable ominous sensation of your rapidly hardening penis. It dawned on me, you were never going to pull out, you were about to cum.
“Please stop!” I shouted at you now in desperation. This finally got your attention, you looked up. Our eyes locked. Your expression was fierce, firm.
“No!” you shouted back at me.
My mouth just hung agape, shocked by your response. I stared lost, gazing into your eyes. A doe frozen in your headlights, gripped by a primal fear. Your expression looked so hard and unsympathetic I was certain some beast had crawled out of the depths and stolen your soul from me.
With that you jammed your hips forward. This thrust wasn’t like any of the others. It was sharp, penetrating fully into me. Your penis dove inside fast, smashing painfully into my cervix. My legs fell from your shoulders and swung aimlessly in the air, falling wide apart. My body ached so bad I feared what your next impact would bring.
You didn’t withdraw your hips though. You just pressed them against me roughly, curling them upward and inward, locking my captive hips firmly in place between your solid unmovable frame and the inescapable grip of your hands. My pussy was completely immobilized, snugly wrapped around your fully primed penis. My fertile womb pinned just below its tip. No IUD, no condom, no barriers of any kind lay between our parts; and there was nothing I could do to stop what was about to happen.
“Mine!” you growled at me in a deep voice. Then you laid your head down on my shoulders as you closed your eyes.
I felt your penis lurch inside me. Then it twitched slightly, then again, beginning to pulse in rhythm.
I stared blankly at the ceiling in your room, my frazzled brain trying to process what was happening, while my shocked body slowly filled with your seed. It didn’t take long for you to finish, maybe 10 seconds? Fifteen? Before your spent penis lay still. You sighed a heavy sigh as it stopped, but said nothing, there was just silence.
Time ticked by slowly as we lay there interwoven. I tried to shift my weight a bit, but your grip on my hips was as strong as ever, and I remained firmly trapped in place. I tried to say something myself, tried to put to words what I was feeling. There was anger, fear, love, guilt, sympathy, confusion, but I couldn’t think of a way to put it all to words. Five long minutes passed, according to the clock by your bedside. The gentle breeze wafted in the window, cooling off our sweaty bodies as your penis softened, and its sticky load seeped deeper inside me.
“I’m sorry, I lost control.” you finally whispered in my ear.
“I know,” I replied in a guilty-sounding voice, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said yes to this.”
“That felt incredible though,” you replied, “this might be my best birthday ever.”
“It did,” I admitted sheepishly, “but I’m probably going to get pregnant now,” I cautioned you.
“I know,” you replied, “it would still be the best birthday ever.” Then you kissed my cheek, gave me a warm squeeze and sat up. Your mostly flaccid dick slipping out of my battered body.
I rose to my feet next and gingerly wobbled my way to the hallway restroom. I sat down on the toilet and stared down at my hips. A long stream of semen dribbled out of me, splashing below. I wiped up as best I could then stood up, only to feel more begin to emerge. Back down again, and more clean up. I was such a mess in so many ways right now. I sat there pondering my life, what today meant for us, and what it might be now. After a few minutes I’d pondered enough, time to check on you. I opened the bathroom door only to see you standing there blocking my exit. Your penis fully erect again.
I looked up at you confused. You just shrugged and put your arms around me. “You know,” you began, “since my parents won’t be back for another 6 hours, and since you’re probably already knocked up. It’d be a shame to waste the rest of the day…”
Then we kissed, and then more followed. I resigned fate to be what it was, put my trust in you, and gave you a birthday you’d never forget. You finished inside me 4 more times that day, and our lives were never the same.
College never happened that fall as we had planned. You did trade school, and I worked at the outlet mall as long as I could before it became too much. I never fully forgave you for what you did that day. Our lives are certainly tougher than they should have been, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love my life with you, and our baby, and now number two who is on the way.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/z7jsbh/your_birthday_present_female_pov_mf_nc
Yeah, that was hot. 😮💨