A Birthday to Remember

She looked up with a smile, about to lick whipped cream from my stomach. "Of course not, silly. That would ruin the fun!" She resumed the torture, starting on my inner thigh now.

I stared at her. "You're fucking loving this, aren't you? Torturing me." She didn't reply, only nodded slightly and looked up at me with a smirk. I groaned again and moaned with pleasure into the pillow as she finally, finally, took my cock in her mouth. I couldn't remember ever wanting to get off so badly.

But Liv was well aware of this and, after about 5 seconds, removed my dick from her mouth before I could get too into it. What she did next surprised me. She stood up and unhooked her bra, dropping it to the side. She leaned over my still rigid cock and started tit fucking me. I'd had sex with her 3 previous times in our 2+ years of dating (on my birthday last year, on hers last July, and once to make up after a huge fight we'd had) but this was the first time I'd ever stuck my dick between her rack. It felt weird at first, like I was fucking bags of sand, but I got used to it fast and was soon loving it. Especially when she opened her mouth, so with every thrust, the tip of my cock went in her mouth, driving me crazy. I wasn't far from busting now, and I wanted nothing more than to lose these bindings on my hands and grope every part of Liv I could reach.

Of course, being the tease that she was, she stopped after another 10 seconds and stood up. I groaned frustratedly. "Liv, for God's sake, just finish the job! You're driving me insane! Please, baby! I'm begging you!"

She walked over and kissed me hard. "Had enough?" she whispered.

"Fuck yes! Come on, cut me loose!"

She paused. "Alright. You've earned it." She stepped back and took off her thong, before leaning over me, putting her boobs right in my face yet again, and cutting the bindings off my wrists. I wasted no time groping and squeezing every inch of skin in my reach and kissing her fiercely. This skin-on-skin contact felt amazing. I sat up on the edge of the bed with Liv sitting on my lap, her legs wrapped around me, kissing her like my life depended on it, running my hands through her hair and up and down her back, holding her close in a bone-crushing grip.

She finally pulled away and pushed me down on the bed. She hovered over me and impaled herself on my dick, after what seemed like an eternity of waiting. I inhaled sharply, trying to restrain myself, as that familiar warm, wet sensation engulfed my cock, almost making me blow right then and there. Liv moaned and closed her eyes, going to town. I held her waist and closed my eyes in ecstasy. My cock felt mind-blowing sliding in and out of her pussy, especially since I was already on the brink. It took every ounce of my strength to contain myself. We had to switch positions. I'd last literally another 5 seconds in this one.

Liv must've sensed this, so she got off me and got down on her hands and knees, presenting me with her fabulous ass. I kneeled on the bed and jammed my dick back in her snatch. Again, I had to fight to restrain myself, slowly thrusting into her, making her moan softly and tense her muscles. This went on for about another minute. I wanted something more romantic and passionate than doggy style.

I sat down on the edge of the bed. Liv sat on my lap facing me, and again, in my dick went. I inhaled sharply as her pussy walls massaged my cock. It was all I could do not to bust a nut right there. Liv slowly sat down on my lap, both of us loving the feeling of my cock burying itself in her inch by agonizing inch. She moaned and breathed seductively, "Is this what you want? For your birthday?"

I just moaned in response, fighting my impending climax.

This was the position I wanted to climax in, something romantic and sensual. Liv wrapped those long, gorgeous legs of hers around my waist, driving my cock even deeper. She started rocking back and forth slowly, kissing me deeply and throwing her arms around me, pretty much crushing my ribcage. I never wanted this to end. The candlelight only added to the passion and romance. I returned the kissing enthusiastically, as well as holding her tightly, both of us covered in sweat and moaning softly. My dick soon hit her G-spot, and must've sent her over the edge, because she held me even tighter, crushing her body against mine, shaking violently and tensing up. Her pretty hazel eyes were closed and her mouth was open in a silent scream as waves of pleasure consumed her, finally finishing me off too. I had hit the point of no return, and we both knew it.

I groaned and said, "Liv! I can't hold it any longer! Oh, Christ. Ohhhhh!!" I shuddered and hugged her tightly, both hands on her back, and erupted inside her. Buckets and buckets of cum exploded out of my cock. Easily the best orgasm I've ever had. All the constant teasing and stop-and-go foreplay had finally paid off. We just sat there for a while, holding each other in a death grip, letting our breathing and heart rates calm down.

Liv finally opened her eyes and took her head off my shoulder with a satisfied smile. "Happy birthday. I love you," she kissed my mouth and hugged me again.

"Thanks babe. I love you too. That was incredible." I smiled and lay down on her bed, exhausted. I wasn't even pissed at her for spiking my beer. How could I be, knowing why she did it?

She crawled up to eye level and kissed me hard before getting up and starting to dress. She paused after putting on her shorts and tank top. With a smile she looked at her tank top and shorts and said, "Fuck this," and took them off again, back to her skimpy bra and stockings. With a wink, she said, "Just for you. On your birthday." I wasn't complaining. The view was amazing!

I dressed and we went back to her kitchen and finished the rest of the cake. She's an amazing cook, one of her many desirable qualities. It was getting late by this point, approaching midnight, and her parents still weren't back. They must party as hard as college kids do!

We were both bored, so we decided to go in her hot tub. Liv changed into a very sexy white bikini, a present from me on her birthday last year, and I just wore my boxers, the closest thing I had to a bathing suit. It was surprisingly nice, sitting there talking about anything and everything and drinking beer. As a bonus, getting my girlfriend tipsy usually made her horny.

Sure enough, she drained her 3rd beer and floated over to me, tossing the can over the side onto the grass. She started rubbing my thigh and kissing me very wetly and sloppily. Before long, her bikini top came off. It didn't make much difference though, her perfect 34C tits were already falling out of it. I bought the bikini knowing damn well what it would look like on her. Let's just say I made a nice choice! See-through fabric certainly helped.

Before I knew it, my boxers were off, and like all the beer cans, tossed over the side onto the grass. I stood up, the water up to my thighs, stiff as a board, and she took me in her mouth. It wasn't long before my knees almost gave out from the pleasure. If I didn't know her, I would gamble that she was a pornstar, how good she was with her mouth, both for blowjobs and kissing. The alcohol in her made this blowjob rather sloppy and messy, but it was still great. Especially when she started humming softly and swirling her tongue around the shaft and flicking it over the tip, making me literally moan out loud. I finally blasted in her mouth with a groan and sat down shakily. She took a few seconds to swallow it all. Then she sat on my lap and proceeded to give me this ferocious kiss, putting everything she had into it and crushing our bodies together. It lasted literally about 45 seconds. Like the hummer, it was very wet and sloppy, but amazing. I loved her too much for words, and still do.

She finally pulled away slowly and said, "Happy birthday again, Matt. Hope it was great."

I smiled. "It was. Thanks for everything, baby. I love you." I pecked her lips and smiled again.

"I love you too. You've made me the happiest girl on the planet. I want you to know that."

"You don't have to tell me that, Liv. I think I got that," I smiled.

The rest of the night passed quickly. I left soon after, making sure to thank her for everything and giving her a long kiss goodbye. Her parents still weren't home when I left, around 2 that morning.

I was woken up the next day by my phone. Liv had texted me, "Heyy bf  thinking of going out to breakfast. You in?"

I responded, agreeing. She picked me up and off we went. The food was great. My girlfriend, being the horny minx she was, made sure to order plenty of sausage, and look me dead in the eye while eating it. She paid, insisting it was a late birthday present. We went back to her house after and hung out. And unsurprisingly, I got more head from her, this time in the shower. Her blowjobs are arguably better than pussy. No joke. And lucky for me, she liked giving them. I'd be happy with just a good hummer from her for my birthday. Pussy is just a bonus!

She eventually drove me home later that day, so I could pack and get back to college before Monday classes the next day. She walked me up the driveway. I turned to open the door. I looked back at her and caught her looking at me with a faint smile. I started, "What's so f-"

She pounced on me and pushed me against the wall, kissing me like there was no tomorrow and shoving her tongue in my mouth. I was surprised but didn't resist, and was soon enjoying the make-out session. She finally stopped and pulled away, breathing hard, and whispered, "My handsome boy is all grown up. I just can't believe it." She smiled and added, "I was holding that in all day by the way," referring to the kiss she just gave me.

I smiled. "You really are an animal with shit like that. But I love you anyway."

She smiled too and brushed a hair out of my eye. "I know, and I love you too." She paused and hugged me. "I'm gonna leave now. I'll see you later, back on campus. Bye." She grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me in for another kiss, taking my hands and placing them on her ass, really leading me on, kissing me just long enough to turn me on, before pulling away with a wet smack and a smirk on her face. And I mean a real kiss. Not just a peck on the lips, a full-blown oral assault.

I smiled. "Wow, that was one hell of a goodbye kiss."

She raised an eyebrow jokingly. "You're not questioning my kissing skills, are you?"

"Of course not. Just saying." I smiled and hugged her goodbye. "Now get out of here. Bye." I leaned in to kiss her but she stopped me.

She looked up at me and said teasingly, "You're not getting shit from me now. You questioned my kissing ability, so too bad. When we get back to campus, I'm gonna punish you for that." She reached into her bag of college stuff and pulled out a length of rope, like the kind she used to tie me up last night. She laughed at the horrified expression on my face and said, "Alright, alright! I'm going now. For real this time." She hugged me and said bye for the millionth time, before turning and walking down the driveway to her car, a Volkswagen Jetta, making sure to flaunt her ass the whole way.

I smiled to myself and went inside to pack. My parents dropped me off on campus later that day. That's what sucks about being a freshman at my college, not being allowed to take a car. And sure enough, Liv punished me like she promised. But not by tying me up and being a tease. She made me kiss her mouth until my jaw literally fell asleep. Apparently, that was supposed to teach me not to question her oral talents. Did it work? Maybe. I might tease her about that the next time she's sucking me off. God knows what the punishment would be then!

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That concludes the story of my 19th birthday weekend, arguably better than my 18th (which is a whole different episode of erotic shit altogether, with my dear girlfriend at her sensual best. It's called Best Birthday Ever, check it out if you haven't already). Thanks for reading.