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It was finally my birthday, and I felt really excited. Mother said she was going to reward me with something special. She wouldn't say what it was, but said it was for all the hard work I did over the summer. We had a bumper crop that fetched a good price. The stores were full and we had a tidy sum to put into savings. Mother said there was more than enough left over to buy me a special present. I wondered what "special" meant and couldn't wait to find out.

It was my fifteenth birthday. Early that morning, she had left. Mother surprised me by having the servants wake her before dawn and then hook up the horses and wagon. She was set to go before I was even out of bed.

"It's your birthday," She waved me back to bed when I attempted to help. "It's your day to rest, so why don't you take it easy while I go into town to run a little errand."

I turned around and went back to bed dreary-eyed and tired. I wasn't thinking at first, not until a few minutes later when I turned more awake. She was going into town to by my present! Yes, that had to be it! She left to buy my birthday present.

... or at least I had a strong suspicion she was. I didn't know for certain because she never said. She never even told me what my birthday present was going to be, except to say it would give me "great pleasure."

It was now dinnertime. She had been gone all day, and it was starting to get me worried. Mother had taken day trips before, but never before on my birthday. She should have been home long ago. She should at least be home to help me celebrate my birthday, maybe bake a cake, or even have the servants do my chores for me. Instead, I had to do the chores of the servants while she was out shopping all day.

Assuming, that is, she really was shopping. The longer she was gone, the less I cared about my birthday present. "Maybe she's injured?" My imagination churned. The wagon could have flipped. The horses may have bolted. A hundred things could have happened on the long road into town. Enough possibilities to make my excitement turn to worry.

I went back inside our quaint little house to start dinner. Usually the servants cooked, but I needed activity to take my mind off the worry. The servants had already prepared a chicken. I added some vegetables and struck a light to the oven. At least one of us needed to get something to eat.

A few minutes later I heard a commotion outside. It was the sound of horses and barking of a dog. I would have recognized that bark anywhere, the bark of our dog, Samantha. Mother was finally home.

"Happy Birthday Debbie!" She greeted me as soon as I opened the door.

Mother was well. The wagon was fine. Both servants returned along with her and rode in the front.

"Where have you been?" I welcomed her with more anger than I should have upon seeing everything was normal. "You've been gone all day. I was starting to get worried!"

"No need to worry!" She let out a laugh as first the servants stepped down and then they helped her. "You should know better than to worry about me by now. It just took a long time to make the round trip to Decatur."

"Decatur!" I said in surprise. Decatur was three towns down the road and at least 30 kilometers away. No wonder it took all day. I immediately grew curious as to why she had to go all the way to Decatur.

"What did you get?" My anger turned to curiosity as soon as I realized she was safe. Perhaps a fancy dress? It could be some sweet smelling perfume. Maybe it was even something better!

"It's in back," She pointed.

I immediately ran around to see a white canvass covering the bed of the wagon. A large bulge formed underneath. Definitely not a dress! Too large to be sweet smelling perfume! I couldn't imagine what kind of present would take up the entire bed of a wagon.

"What is it?" I asked, turning more anxious with every passing second.

"It's your birthday present," Mother finally admitted. "It's something that will give you great pleasure."

I looked more closely to see it move... or at least I thought it moved. Something seemed to be alive under the canvass, like maybe some kind of animal.

"Well?" Mother asked patiently. "Are you going to unwrap your present or not?"

I stepped forward, but it moved again. This time I saw it for certain. There clearly was something alive and very large under the canvass. It looked to be about the size of a large animal.

"Well?" Mother asked.

I was too afraid to look.

"Well if you're not going peak, I will!" Mother motioned one of the servants to uncover it. With one mighty tug, the strong man reached forward and pulled off the sheet.

I looked but I couldn't believe it! Beneath the canvass was a man. He laid face up on the dirty bed of the wagon, his arms tied to the front corners and his legs spread wide to the rear. Best of all, he was a naked man. He was bound with ropes to the four corners of the wagon showing everything he had to offer!

"Your very own cock slave," Mother presented him. "Now you can have a white nigger buck just like your Mother, and your own cock to enjoy whenever you want."

"Oh Mother!" I couldn't believe it. "This is great!" It was the best present she ever could have given me!

He looked terrific. This buck was young and fit, looking not much older than me. Old enough to perform but most definitely still in the teens. His face was handsome and his body looked strong. I could see pronounced muscles struggle with the ropes. And best of all, I liked what stood out from between his legs: A cock and balls that looked ready for my abuse.

"I hope you derive great pleasure from him," Mother padded me on the back. "I know you're a little young, but you've been a hard working girl who I can't do without. It's about time you had your own cock to pleasure yourself."

He struggled some more at the mention of his cock. The slave also moaned, but no words came out through the gag around his mouth. That was the only clothing he had on: the gag. The rest of him was bare. Someone even removed the hair to give me a clearer view. The top of his head contained a messy mat of long blond hair, but down below was nothing.

I thought he looked terrific, especially with the way he was all tied up and gagged. It made me think about what I would do with him later, but then I remembered my age.

"Aren't I too young to have my own cock?" I questioned. "I mean most girls don't get their first until they're 17 or maybe 18."

"You mean your virginity?" Mother got right to the point, just the way she always had a way of doing. Her use of the word "virginity" made him struggle and moan some more.

"I guess so," I answered with embarrassment in the presence of the male.

"Don't you worry about that!" She assured me. "You don't have to use him for fucking right away if you don't want to. I'll teach you lot's of ways you can derive pleasure from a cock without using your pussy."

The slave struggled some more, this time at the mention of my pussy. I smiled. I couldn't wait for Mother to teach me everything she learned during the 20 plus years since her own 17th birthday present. Often I heard her servants cry out and plead behind her bedroom door or sometimes when she took them out to the barn. Clearly, it didn't all come from fucking. She was using their cocks for other purposes too, purposes she would soon teach me.

"Besides," She added. "You're unusually well developed for your age. You look plenty old enough to have a cock of your own."

Her eyes took a casual glance to my chest. The slave lifted his head and look too. Both reminded me of my early development. My mother and all my girlfriends often told me I will be sure to harden every man I meet.

"I can't wait!" I nearly jumped up and down in excitement as I turned my attention to the slave in the wagon. I couldn't help but think he would soon harden for me too. He looked impressive right from the start, but it was hard to tell at first. It is always so difficult to tell the true size of a man until he is lengthened. From experience I knew some inflated just a little while others doubled in size.

"Just remember to always keep him fit and healthy," She gave me her first piece of motherly advice. "In addition to your entertainment and pleasure, remember we also need him in the field and to do chores around the house. Don't do anything that might damage him."

"Don't worry!" I assured her. "I'll be careful, but I have to warn you that his cock might be a little sore over the next few weeks." I giggled. "You know, because of what I'm all going to do with it."

"That should be expected," She didn't seem the least bit concern about it. "Just don't permanently damage him because he was quite an investment!"

I remembered the cost and all the money it took to buy him. "Thank you!" I hugged her. "But how did you ever afford him? I thought you were going to put the extra money into savings?"

"I got a good deal," She didn't seem concerned about the cost either. "That's why I went all the way to Decatur. I heard about a special shipment they had from Australia. They are trying to break into our market, you know, with what they say are some special breeds."

"Special breeds?" I questioned the term.

"He's supposed to be specially breed," She informed me. "I don't know if it's true or not, but they say only the big ones are allowed to breed down in Australia. This is supposed to be of the third generation, specially bred for female pleasure."

"Looks about average to me," I stepped up to the edge of the wagon to take a look. He naturally squirmed a bit when I bent down to take a closer look at his dick, but of course he could not prevent me from looking as close as I wanted.

"Balls are maybe a little swollen," I concluded. "Sort of like your servants when you punish them, but I assume that's just because he's been in captivity."

"They're probably full," She looked too. "Probably hasn't been allowed for quite some time."

I looked again and then thought about what she meant. Her reference to full was in reference to his sperm. His balls looked to be nearly bursting with it.

"Looked about average to me too," Mother agreed. "The same to the other women at the auction as well, I assume, which is why I got him at the good price I did. You'll have to check him out later."

I thought again of his soon to be hardened cock. I couldn't wait. I wanted to take him back into my bedroom right away.

"One more thing," Mother informed me. "They say he just came in on the ship, so he's probably inexperienced."

I was in shock. I knew what her words meant, but couldn't believe it. "You mean this is an inexperienced slave?" I asked.

"For all I know he might still be a virgin." Mother shrugged her shoulders.

I couldn't believe it! My heart started racing. I looked at his naked body and thought about all the things I could teach him and all the ways I could shock him. Images flooded into my mind about all the various cock games I heard about over the years. Virgin sex slaves were supposed to be better than used models, I also heard. It would be interesting to check this one out myself.

"I can't wait to have him," I voiced my desire to Mother.

She seemed to hold back a laugh. "I know you're anxious, but I suggest you be patient. You've got a long night ahead of you and need lots of energy. Why don't you first step in and have a bite to eat?"

I reluctantly agreed. As usual, Mother was right.

"Why don't I have the two slaves take him to your bedroom and chain him against the wall?" She suggested. "And then later, after you get done with dinner, you can go in and molest him."

"I guess so," I had little choice. "But I wish I could molest him right now! The way he's tied down in the wagon makes him look so delicious."

"I know," Mother took a deep breath. I think she was turned on by his young body as much as me. "But you can wait. You waited fifteen years. You can wait an hour longer."

We both turned and went inside. It was hard to take my eyes off his cock and I made sure I could see it until the last possible instant. I desperately wanted to see it erect and squirting across the room.

It was difficult to eat. I kept thinking of him in the next room, realizing I now had a male sex slave of my very own. The image of his naked body kept forming in my mind. I couldn't wait to go back to molest him. I never molested a man before, although I often heard my mother from the next room or when she took them out to the barn. It was fun to put my ear up to the wall to try to listen. Most of the time there wasn't much noise, but on a few occasions I got to hear one of the male slaves pleading for her to stop or to finish him off.

I also got to see it once. There was a classmate of mine in school named Katie. She came from a rich family and her parents bought her a sex slave for her 12th birthday - even before she started to blossom. It was ridiculous for a girl to own a sex slave at such a young age, but it made no matter. Like Mother said, her parents had money and were free to spend it however they wanted.

To make matter's worse, Katie used to brag about him during recess, telling us how much fun it was to molest him and how much pleasure she got when she fucked him. It used to make me angry, but a few weeks later she invited me over to watch. I swallowed my pride and agreed to go along. My curiosity was more powerful than my resentment.

The experience was very exciting for me - to say the least! I'll never forget his erect cock. She made it inflate to like double its regular size! I was so amazed at how much longer and wider it got. She didn't let me touch him, naturally, but she let me kneel by the side of the bed while she brought him to erection and then played with it. He was tied down naked by his arms and legs so he couldn't break free. He could do nothing to help himself as Katie took advantage of his helpless cock.

Then, she stroked it in front of me. I remember the way it got wet and slimy. The more Katie stroked, the slimier it seemed to become. It was great. I also noticed that the slave resisted her. The more she stroked, the more he pleaded and fought against her - just like I heard my Mother's slaves plead with her. He didn't seem to like the fact I was in the room. I guess he was shy about a young teenager watching.

A few minutes later I found out why, for it didn't make any difference how much he pleaded.

"Watch this," Katie told me anyway, and a second later she made him squirt. I'll never forget the sight of his ejecting cock. The way it squirted out those blobs of white sperm was incredible, and then the way it throbbed and pulsed as it squirted looked pretty exciting too. It was the first ejecting cock I had ever seen.

I wanted to do the same thing with my new sex slave. I wanted to turn his dick into an erection and then to stroke it. I wanted to make it wet and slimy just like Katie made her slave's, and then I wanted to force it to squirt out its juices for me. It would be great!

Afterwards, I wanted my sex slave to do other things for me too. After Katie's slave nicely squirted for her, she got angry with him. She said he was guilty of something called premature ejaculation, and therefore would have to be punished. I didn't stay for the rest, but as I walked out he was pleading and begging her to let go of his balls. I was curious about what a male sex slave got for premature ejaculation, but I was satisfied with his squirting erection.

"Anxious?" Mother interrupted my memories from across the table.

"Of course," I returned to reality. "I can't wait to play with him."

"Just don't hurt him," Mother warned once again. "I bought you a young, vibrant sex slave. He'll fetch a high price for years to come. Always keep his cock in good working order."

"I know!" I answered. "You already told me. I promise not to hurt his cock in any way - except maybe to make it a little sore over the next few weeks."

Mother laughed. "I suppose it will be. Men are only designed to fuck once every 72 hours, you know - or at least that's what they say. I suspect you'll be doing yours a little more often than that."

I laughed back. "More like three times a day," I told her with no intent to exaggerate.

"I wouldn't be surprised," She agreed. "He's going to have one busy pair of nuts."

"How were you planning to take him tonight?" Mother asked as we walked into my bedroom.

'Take Him!' I said to myself for amusement. She talked about the slave as though he was nothing more than an object, a piece of merchandise selected off the shelf. She just as well could have been talking about a newly purchase horse and asking where I was going to take him on a ride. I would ride on the slave too, but not quite yet.

Giving a sneaky little smile back to mother, I gave an exaggerated answer: "Fuck his brains out!"

She returned a serious stair. "Now wait a minute Debbie! Remember what I told you before."

"I remember!" I relieved her concern. "I was only joking."

He looked delicious. My very own sex slave stood on the opposite side of the room. He began to struggle and tried to break free as soon as we entered, but of course he could not. He could do nothing to prevent me from doing whatever I wanted. His naked body was mine, and it remained pleasantly tied to the far wall waiting for me.

I think my words about fucking must have frightened him when I first walked into the room - or maybe it was the skimpy little outfit I wore. Mother suggested it, the outfit that is. She said I might as well show him what I had, and the low-cut cut-off and panty did an excellent job at that! I especially liked the top because it emphasized my boobs while at the same time left half of them exposed. I normally do not like wearing revealing clothes around males, but she said the outfit would help harden him. I didn't need any more convincing!

"He looks hot!" Mother complimented.

Like me, she also dressed skimpy, wearing a similar bikini bottom and cutoff, but not as skimpy as me. Still, it was clear where I inherited my oversized tits.

"Even hotter than on the wagon!" I agreed.

His wrists were pulled high up above him with leather bracelets. His ankles were similarly secured to the floor. His mouth still contained a gag so he could not talk.

"They did a good job," Mother complimented. "I must remember to thank the servants for the most excellent job they did in securing this one."

"Yes!" I agreed. "I especially like the way they left him free enough to make his dick bounce around when he struggles."

His struggling suddenly stopped when I said this, indicating his understanding of my words. I may talk with an accent from his point of view, but it is nice to know that he understands perfectly well.

"Yes, that's nice too," Mother admired for a moment. "But actually, I was referring more to his open legs. Notice how his ankles are pulled wide to make his toy more vulnerable."

I didn't notice it at first, but then took a closer look. His dick hung down free. So did his swollen balls.

"Let me turn on a lantern to make sure you can see," She offered.

I thought it an excellent idea. Though still light, it was approaching dusk, and the two small windows in my bedroom did a poor job at allowing the light to stream inside. Perhaps later I would play with him in the dark, but for now I wanted to see everything.

"May I make a suggestion?" Mother asked before she left him to me.

I was more than willing to accept any suggestion. I heard various bits and pieces of information about the best way to do a man before, mostly from Katie, but I figured Mother's advice would be more valuable.

"What do you have in mind?" I wanted to know.

"I suggest a little game," She offered. "I used to play it quite a lot with my first sex slave, and still play it once in a while with my older ones. It's an excellent game to play with young sex slaves because they tend to cumm too quickly. It draws out the game so you can have a lot more fun."

I smiled at her, expressing my interest.

"Hear that barking?" She asked.

It was our dog, Samantha. She was outside barking and trying to get in. She always barked at night, wanting to get inside the house where it was warm.

"Yes, I hear him," I said, thinking she was changing the subject and wanted me to let her in. I didn't know what she was getting at.

"Now, see your slave's cock?"

"Oh yes!" I answered with intense interest. I didn't know what Samantha's barking had to do with his cock, but happily looked anyway. It seemed to already start to grow, perhaps as a result of my bikini.

"I can see it all right," I stared. "It looks excellent!"

"Yes it does," Mother agreed. She was momentarily distracted by the sight of his cock, perhaps noticing it's growth too, but then quickly came back down to reality.

"About the game," She explained. "There is only one rule in this game. You have to stroke on his cock each time Sam barks."

I gasped. My sex slave moaned at the same time. That was all I needed to hear. I liked the game right away! So did he, my slave, but in a different sort of way. But that was good, for it would help me get what I wanted: An erection.

"The rule is that each time Sam barks," Mother explained again. "You have to take a stroke up the entire length of his wiener and then come back down again. At first you won't have much to work with, but don't worry. It will get better as the game goes on."

I knew exactly what she meant by this. So did my slave.

"You keep on giving him a stroke each time Sam lets out a bark," Mother continued. "She may bark slow, or he may bark fast. You don't know, which is part of what adds to the anticipation of the game. Neither of you know when the next stroke will be coming."

In the background, I could hear Samantha barking already. I think she was maybe chasing a squirrel around the yard. I pictured myself stroking my slave's shaft each time in turn, faster and faster, again and again. I knew I would soon be masturbating on his full hard-on.

"I'm ready!" I stepped up closer to him, but Mother wasn't done just yet.

"Hold on," She took me by the shoulder and held me back. "That's the rule, but there also needs to be an object. As with any game, there has to be an object to the game. You have to have a winner and a looser."

"Of course!" I agreed.

"He wins if he can hold out on you," She said simply.

It seemed logical enough, but I was more interested in my own purpose. "And me?" I edged her on.

"You win, if you haven't guessed it already, when you push him over the edge," She said what I hoped she would say. "The object of the game for you is to force his cock to ejaculate."

"You mean squirt?" I interrupted, remembering Katie's slave.

"Yes, squirt, or erupt, or blow his load, or whatever you want to call it," Mother had a rich vocabulary when it came to male cocks. "It's whatever term you want to use, but the end result remains the same. The object of the game for him is to hold out, while the object of the game for you is to force his wiener to squirt out his juices."

It still looked incredible - his cock, that is. It also looked a little longer than before, and it looked even better when I pictured it going through the game as she described. First, It would become hard. Later, I would make it wet and slimy. Lastly, I would push it over the edge. I wondered if it would squirt as much as Katie's slave.

"That's about it," Mother concluded. "The rules are pretty simple if you want to play."

"Interesting game," I answered in reply, wondering what a wet and slimy cock would feel like in my hand. "It sounds like fun, but you left out one thing. What's the time limit?"

"Time limit?" She asked back. "I'm not sure what you mean?"

"A time limit!" I said again. I thought it was obvious and didn't know why she was confused. "You know, there has to be an expiration clock. If I can't make his cock squirt before time expires, then he wins."

"Oh yes!" Mother finally understood. "You mean a time limit!"

"Yes," I answered, finally getting through to her.

Mother thought about it a long moment before answering. I didn't understand what was so complicated about the answer.

"Actually," Mother answered slowly. "Actually, there is no clock."

I was still confused. I still hadn't gotten through to her. "That's impossible," I concluded. "There has to be a clock. If there's no time limit, then there's no way he can win."

As soon as I said it, I understood. It wasn't Mother who was confused. It was I! She smiled back at me, silently indicating we had merged onto the same road.

"I think I'm going to like this game," I concluded as I looked down on his cock. Samantha barked in the distance.

"You better get started," Mother suggested as she started to leave.

I agreed. I was anxious to get going but also concerned about Mother.

"You don't have to go," I told her as I went down to my knees. His cock was suddenly much closer. It also twitched right in front of me. I don't know if it was due to my words to Mother or my closer approach, but I liked it. I liked getting a close up view while I stroked.

"You mean you want me to stay?" Mother asked reluctantly.

"If you want to," I check her progress with a quick look over my shoulder. As she stood in the door, she looked back at him. I could tell she wanted to check out her purchase. She wanted to see if he was worth the price.

"Really," I tempted her as I looked upon the slave's magnificent cock. "I don't mind if you watch."

It twitched again. The idea seemed to make him nervous. He appeared reluctant to allow another to watch - perhaps the same way Katie's slave did not like me watching either. For that reason and that reason alone, I actually wanted her to stay.

"I guess I could," She agreed none too reluctantly, just like I knew she would.

Samantha let out a bark from somewhere outside.

"That's three already," Mother spoke as she turned around and sat on the bed.

I reached out and touched it. I thought about holding back and savoring the moment, but the temptation was too strong to resist. I had already waited 15 years and couldn't wait a minute longer. I wanted my first cock!

The slave responded. He tried to pull away. First to one side and then the other, he swung his hips in an attempt to escape. His cock tried to avoid my hand, but he had little hope. His body stood too well shackled to escape. I wrapped my fingers around it anyway, and in response he let out the loudest moan so far.

"It feels good!" I complimented. "So soft! So vulnerable. It feels like a pillow."

Mother laughed at my inexperienced display. "I don't think you'll be saying its soft for very long!"

I agreed because I could already feel it! Most definitely, his member was a little bit larger than what it was in the wagon or even when we first walked into the room. Instead of hanging straight down and looking limp, it now pushed out at an angle and looked a little longer. It felt soft and delicate between my fingers. Sam barked a fourth time.

"It's going to be so much fun to stroke your Meat," I told him.

Those were the first words I addressed to the slave directly. It felt strange to be talking to a man while I held his limp dick in my hand, but I liked it. A second later I liked it even more, for I allowed my hand to travel down the length of his hanging pecker. I stroked down the length of his soft rod, which wasn't very far, and then I quickly did it again. I had to catch up with Sam. Mother told me I had to keep up.

"It feels great," I told Mother during the brief intermission between barks. "I think I'm going to really like him."

Sam started up again, so I started the same. This time, however, I stroked on him a little different. I pulled on his cock so it stuck straight out of his body when I pumped. This felt better, for his cock felt bigger! It even looked bigger when I was done. I could see it for myself after Sam finished and I let go. His member stuck nearly straight out of his body.

"Oh my!" Mother noticed it too. Her experience showed as she stood up against the wall and looked upon him from the side. I knew right away this gave her a superb vantage point to gauge his length.

"Bigger than it was back on the wagon!" I commented.

"Indeed it is!" She agreed. "I always said you would drive the boys wild."

Her prediction turned true. I saw it with my own eyes. Even without my hand, he still grew. Just looking at me got him aroused. Was it my pretty face? Maybe it was my deep blue eyes. It almost certainly had to have something to do with my ample breasts and narrow hips. Whatever it was, it worked. Soon his cock stuck straight out. Maybe it even started to rise a little.

When Sam finally barked again, I immediately took advantage of it. I had grown impatient in the waiting and actually wanted to check if it felt as good as it looked.

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This story contains explicit descriptions of sexual scenes and is meant for adults only. Stop reading now if you are below 18. This story takes place ten years after the events of Project Phoenix. It's not a direct continuation, but readers unfamiliar with Project Phoenix, may want to read it first to get a better grasp of what's going on. Finally, I'd like to thank for the encouraging comments on my first story. Thanks a lot gals & guys :) Nathan's Birthday Present By...

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The Birthday Present

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My Best Friends Birthday Present

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My birthday present

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A birthday present

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Ultimate Submission Jacquelines StoryChapter 10 The birthday present

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Birthday Present

Hi I am Rajesh today I want to tell me readers how I presented the most valuable to gift to one of my friends. Her name is Pooja, she works with me in my office. Our friendship is very cool we share everything with each other our hobbies, shopping, movies and even our sexual fantasies, but don’t jump into conclusions as she is not my girl friend that is we don’t have sex. Now Pooja is I must say a good looking girl have quite a good figure like models. Her statistics are 36 28 36 any red-...

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The Birthday Present

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SRU Her Birthday Present

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The Birthday Present

Walking along a dead hallway, your heart pounding, your palms tingling, your body expecting, is quite some feeling. I love the surging electricity that floods your mind. All the possibilities flying through you about what might lay beyond that door. Nothing else seems to hold more than a second of interest, nothing holds me like the thrill of what's to come.All around me they buzz on by, the workers, the overnighters, the dull business type drifters. Me I'm alive with all the possibilities,...

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The Birthday Present

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Moms birthday Present

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Hazels Special Birthday Present

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The birthday present

In the dusk of early evening I knocked on the front door and soon Ken answered it.“Good evening Ken. Your parents asked me to keep an eye open for you while they were away, although since your last birthday you are technically a man now, so you should be able to look after yourself! May I come in for a few minutes?”“A coffee? thank you, but I brought a bottle of wine with me, if you could get some glasses. I see the house is nice and tidy, but don’t worry, I’m not making reports for your...

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Birthday Presents

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The Birthday Present

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The Birthday Present

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The Birthday Boys Ideal Present

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The Birthday Present

I open my eyes and slowly come to wakefulness. Glancing at the alarm clock, I see that it is eight in the morning.  The aroma of coffee wafts through the room, and I can hear sounds from the kitchen of breakfast being prepared. Swinging my legs out of bed, I don a pair of cutoff jeans before I go downstairs . “Good morning, and happy birthday,” my wife Alice greets me as I enter the kitchen. “Good god fifty today,” I realize. She comes over and gives me a chaste kiss on the lips, and hands me...

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A Belated Birthday Present

Hazel and I had been neighbours since I’d moved into flat next to hers six months previously and to be perfectly honest I’d had more than few fantasies about her since day one. She was a lady in her late sixties with medium length blonde hair and, for her age a tidy figure. I hadn’t had that much to do with her as she seemed never seemed to go out and kept herself pretty much to herself. That all changed on Friday night last week though when I was playing in a darts match down my local. After...

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birthday present

The day is your birthday. You came from shcool to home. All the way form school to your home, your thoughts was about you mother, about her naked body that you see yesterday evening in door lock when she was at shower. When you see her showering you started jerking and come immediately in your pants, but it's not give you relaxation. All night you was dreaming about her wet pussy and her tight ass, how you fucking her in both holes and she sucking you cock.And now you are opening door of your...

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The Birthday Gift Your birthday party had been great fun. We’d met some friends in our local. We’d had a good laugh, and maybe drunk a little too much. But hell it was your birthday. I hadn’t known what to get you for the occasion, I wanted it to be something memorable. But what? Clothes? I would choose wrong. Perfume? You had a dressing table full. Underwear? To easy! But what? Then your eyes had lighted onto something in the pub and I knew! I ...

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Birthday Present

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birthday present

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My Best and Most Exciting Birthday Present

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Birthday Present

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The Birthday Present

Sitting on the end of the bed Scarlett reached down to slip on her black stilettos, then standing up she looked at the mirror. Gazing at her reflection Scarlett couldn’t help but admire how sexy she looked. Dressed in her favourite red corset her firm 40DD breasts strained against the silk and lace eagerly wanting to escape. Scarlett looked every bit the sexy siren, right down to her matching lace G string that barely covered her modesty and her sexy red fishnet suspenders covering her lovely...

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Enjoying my Birthday present

Friday evening I arrived home after a long day at the office.Ana received me at the front door and she kissed me deeply.“Happy Birthday my love. Here is a DVD I made for you...”Then she said she would slip into something more comfortable. I popped the DVD in and started playing it. The beginning had Happy Birthday to my loving and understanding husband…Then I could see the outside of a hotel room with Anita walking to the door. She had a long raincoat on. She knocked on the door and a man’s...

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Fantasy about my birthday present

My 61y.o wife asked me what I would like to have for my 68th birthday. I told her I would luv to see her fucked by a young black stud. Much to my surprise she said OK and asked if I had anyone in mind. I told her that I knew a 29y.o. that wanted to fuck her. She said OK but there was going to be no romance involved, she was just going to spread her legs and let him have his way with her while I watched. I agreed and invited him over on my birthday, grilled out some steaks and we all had some...

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The Birthday Present

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Birthday Present

Smiling and in a post orgasmic daze, Joanna uploaded the file to her laptop. Her long blonde locks kissed her breasts and her legs were splayed open, displaying the wet trembling slit in between. Today was a special day. Her boyfriend, Alejandro, was out of the state for a business trip but that didn't stop her from remembering that it was his birthday. He had only been gone for two days and would be gone for the next two weeks or so. The location was high up where cellular reception was hard...

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the best birthday present

Me and my husband have been together for over ten years now, his birthday was coming up and i was trying to think about what to get him so i invited my girl friends round to help me think of ideas. We were all sitting down on the sofa drinking wine and thinking of ideas for Garry (my husband) one of my friends admitted that for her husbands birthday they decided to have a threesome, WITH ANOTHER GIRL. I couldn’t believe she never told me, she said that it was the best night of his life and he...

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A Birthday Present

?Darling, much as I love a good surprise, I already know we?re going to the lodge A Birthday Present?Darling, much as I love a good surprise, I already know we?re going to the country.? I don?t know what the point of the blindfold is.?? Ella, Lady Bradford, lounged in the back of the Rolls limo, skirt rucked up around her thighs, legs spread; a lovely young man?s head between them.?Why do you insist on talking while I?m trying to pleasure you, my dear??? came the response.? The ride...

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The Birthday Present

It was a typical Saturday morning. I awoke early, did my morning exercise routine and showered. After brushing my long blond hair, I put on a robe and went downstairs to start breakfast for my husband Gary and myself. It was our standard Saturday morning repast, eggs, hash browns, sausage, toast,coffee and juice. When it was on the table I called Gary down to eat. The conversation at the table was light and easy going, at first. ‘I am going out this morning to run some errands and get my hair...

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The Birthday Present

It was a typical Saturday morning. I awoke early, did my morning exercise routine and showered. After brushing my long blond hair, I put on a robe and went downstairs to start breakfast for my husband Gary and myself. It was our standard Saturday morning repast; eggs, hash browns, sausage, toast,coffee and juice. When it was on the table I called Gary down to eat. The conversation at the table was light and easy going, at first. "I am going out this morning to run some errands and get my hair...

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Creamy birthday present

This is neena, writing my first post for iss. I am 22 years young. This incident happened a few months back, at the 21st birthday celebration of my best friend geeta. We are a group of 5 girl friends studying in a college in mumbai. I am the leader of the group and generally like to be in charge. I am the bold one, always looking to play a prank or have some fun. As it was my friends birthday party we four were invited and would spend the night at my friends place. All our parents readily...

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Aunt Cassies Taboo Urges Vol II Bryans Birthday Present

Is it wrong that I’m looking forward to it? Probably. It wasn't until I pulled up in the circle drive to drop him off that I finally spoke to him. “So, what do you want to do for your birthday dinner?” Bryan shook his head. “I’m not sure.” “Well, I know you love my enchiladas. How about I get stuff for that when I go grocery shopping today?” “As always,” he said with a smile. “That would be pretty cool,” he agreed. “Done deal,” I agreed. “You have Drama rehearsal tonight?” “Yeah, I...

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The Birthday Present

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birthday present

I cummed to this story few times...To this day I still can't believe my boyfriend talked me into it. I never thought things would turn out the way they did. I guess I just want to blame someone else, when in fact, I just let things get carried away. The thing is, even though I know it's wrong, I'm not sorry it happened. I guess I'm getting a little ahead of myself, I should start at the beginning. My younger brother Tom was turning 18 years old and I was trying to think of an appropriate gift....

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A Surprise Birthday Present

Most people believe that women peak in their sex life around age 35. This must be because my wife is more interested in sex than ever. She is so sexy and attractive it is unbelievable. Most of her friends are too. Her 35th birthday was going to be in a couple of weeks so I asked her what she would like for a present. She said, "Oh, just some personal would be nice but whatever you do, don't give me a birthday party." I told her that I would respect her wishes and suggeted she could still have a...

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A Very Special Birthday Present

It was my fortieth birthday and my sweet husband Kumar had promised me a very special present. I wondered what it might be — a nice meal in an expensive restaurant perhaps, or a weekend of pampering at a health spa. Whatever it was , I knew that in his thoughtful way he would choose something very memorable, but I was not prepared for the night of pleasure that was his gift to me.First I should tell you a little about us. We had met fifteen years earlier when I was working as a nursing sister...

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A Very Special Birthday Present

It was my fortieth birthday and my sweet husband Kumar had promised me a very special present. I wondered what it might be — a nice meal in an expensive restaurant perhaps, or a weekend of pampering at a health spa. Whatever it was , I knew that in his thoughtful way he would choose something very memorable, but I was not prepared for the night of pleasure that was his gift to me.First I should tell you a little about us. We had met fifteen years earlier when I was working as a nursing sister...

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The Birthday Present

Her unexpected proposal raised a heat over my whole body that I hoped she would not notice. 'Yes,' I managed to stammer out, 'sure, I mean are you sure? You really don't mind?' 'No, not at all actually,' she replied, grinning widely as I tried to divert her attention from both my discomfort and too-evident arousal. 'In fact, the thought of another woman running her hands over your body gets me pretty... hot.' She enunciated the last word slowly and deliberately. Once again I was astounded by...

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HARRY POTTER ROSES BIRTHDAY PRESENT

The BurrowMonday, July 23rd, 201811:30 pm She had been tossing and turning for hours, trying to get to sleep, but her brain kept going over everything that was going to happen in the morning and it was making her so excited she couldn't rest. Finally giving up, Rose slipped out of bed, double checking that the bedroom door was locked, and then pulled her wand and cast the strongest silencing charms she knew. She was certain that her mum knew what she was doing, but Daddy had no idea, and she...

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Cassies Birthday Present

“So, what are we gonna do for your birthday tomorrow night?” Savannah asked Cassie when they were getting ready for bed. “I don’t know. Maybe we could throw a party?” Cassie suggested. “Sure, my parents aren’t getting home for another three days so they’ll never know,” Savannah grinned. The next day the girls invited all of their friends to Cassie’s birthday party. They cleaned up the house, hid all valuable things, bought snacks and liquor, got dressed and as night came, the whole school...

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My Birthday Present

I was lying in bed when Susan said "Here's your birthday present my little honey bunny." That was how it began. "Honey Bunny"! Susan was using the affectionate name I had given her. It didn't seem quite right to me as it seemed like a way of addressing a wife or girlfriend rather than a man like me. I didn't say anything though as it seemed too trivial to mention on its own. I opened my present and saw a pair of black silk panties and a matching bra. "Ha ha very funny," I...

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The Birthday Present

THE BIRTHDAY PRESENT "Why do you want to go in there?" Darren asked his wife. They had gone out early one Saturday shopping but had gone to mall which, although it wasn't far from where they lived, was one they didn't habitually use. Amber had been married to Darren Wilkes for two years and she had just discovered something about him that had shocked her but she had decided to show him how she felt about it in an unusual way. "I've often seen the outside of this place and I've...

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My Birthday Present

My husband David and I have been talking about having an extra partner in our love life for a while. But we could never really decide on the place or time until about a week before my birthday. David came in from work one evening with a big naughty smile on his face. He started talking about my fantasy of having an extra male partner. There was a new guy who transferred from his companies home office. He said he was well built, but alittle bit smaller than him and that he thought I would like...

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