The Birthday Gift Ch. 02
Keywords: Birthday, Gift, Ch., 02, The,
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"This story continues the events started in "The Birthday Gift." If you want the full effect you should go back and read part one. If you like it, and this story as well, be sure to vote and leave feedback."
The TV standing in front of the bed showed the scene we had watched I don't know how many times. Me- handcuffed, naked, and bent over a table-at the mercy of Lori, my ex-girlfriend, and my current lover, Alexis. The screen vividly showed a close up of my face contorting in pain and pleasure as Alexis drove her throbbing dick up my freshly busted asshole while Lori chuckled devilishly as she worked the camera. That had been the most amazing night of sex and discovery in my life as this dazzling shemale made me her bitch and left me begging for more. And believe me, I got way more.
The action in our bedroom that night mirrored the action from the tape almost exactly. Her hands worked in sync with the beauty on the screen, spreading my cheeks and forcing her cock between them. I was in step with my video counterpart; moaning and rocking my hips back to meet every thrust she gave me. Only now I was on all fours on the bed (she didn't need to handcuff me anymore) and there wasn't any pain any more. Over the last two months Alexis had stretched me so well that I was able to take every inch of her into me and felt only ecstasy. Her fingers ran up my back and found a fistful of my hair. She pulled back until I turned my head to look right into her piercing green eyes. I loved watching her fuck me-her tits bouncing, her red hair flying around her shoulders, and the hungry, animal look that came across her face as she worked her body into mine.
"Tell me," was all she said. I knew all too well just what she wanted to hear. I knew that she would punish me good if I didn't say it, and I knew exactly how well she'd reward me for telling her what she was looking for.
"I'm your bitch."
"And what does my bitch want?" she said, timing her increasingly rough motions with each word.
"For you to fuck me harder," I growled through clenched teeth.
"Louder, whore!"
"Fuck me harder with your big dick!!!"
And, just like always, she did. She dug her shimmering, crimson nails into the skin on my hips and pulled me towards her until her balls slapped against my ass like she was trying to spank me with them. She tore into me with all the strength in her long, athletic frame.
"My bitch loves my cock in his ass, doesn't he?"
I was almost breathless in the overwhelming waves of pleasure that came with each pump she gave me, but I forced myself to speak, for fear that she might just stop. "I love every inch of it."
She stopped speaking after that, but the relentless pounding continued. I knew when she stopped speaking she was close to cumming. I tightened my muscles around her dick as she exploded inside of me, sending what felt like gallons of hot, sweet jizz up my ass. I loved the warmth and stickiness that I felt inside me.
She pulled out of me, and we both collapsed into each other's arms. We held each other for ten minutes, catching our breath and simply enjoying the sensation of our sweaty, fragrant bodies pressed together. It always amazed me how tender she was right after sex, because, as you might be able to tell, she was anything but tender during it. In our life together this was really the only aspect where she was at all controlling. She thought it was sweet, almost chivalrous, how I would hold open doors and pull out chairs for her. She was unlike any other woman I had ever been with (aside from the obvious!). I chuckled to myself thinking about how I had to start dating a shemale in order to find an old fashioned gal.
Alexis noticed the smirk on my face and returned the look with a full on grin. "That was wonderful," she cooed.
"Don't sound so surprised," I said.
She ran her fingers through my hair, much more gently this time, and said, "I'm not, I'm just worried that you'll get bored. You know if you ever wanted to try something new I might be up for it.
There was something in her voice that made it sound like I wasn't really the one she was worried about getting bored. For the last few weeks she had been making more and extreme suggestions to spice things up. The thing that she seemed to want more than anything was a threesome, but I was a little skittish about the idea. I had met her through what I thought was going to be a threesome but turned into a lot more. In light of the fact that it was a threesome that let me steal her away I really didn't want to chance losing her in one night. I was starting to think she sounded like me when I'd tell my ex, Lori, that I was satisfied with our sex life and that I was happy where I was, even though I was already planning on dumping her. Alexis was the most fascinating thing that had ever come into my life, and I was feeling more than a little desperate.
The next day, sitting at my desk I was all but zoned out, thinking about what I was going to do. I had to do something. After struggling for hours I decided I had to bite the bullet and go for it, but how? I rocked back in my chair and caught a glance at my calendar. Interspersed with the random meetings with various supervisors and coworkers was a note I had written: "Alexis' B-Day." It was two weeks away and I hadn't started any shopping or planning. A light bulb went on in my head and I started putting together the perfect way to please her.
I broke off our plans that night and went on the Internet to find the perfect gift. It took a lot longer than I thought but I wasn't exactly a seasoned on-line shopper. And I was looking for something that your average auction site didn't deal in. I was up until 1 a.m. shopping tirelessly for exactly what I thought Alexis would like. But as soon as I found the gift I knew it was perfect. It would cost a fair amount of cash to get it across a few states to my apartment, but what was cost? I was in love.
Two weeks later was the big day. I was pacing, sweating a little, nervous that my choice wasn't as great as I first thought. Alexis had been bugging me for days on end as to what "the great surprise" I had for her birthday was. I had stayed tight lipped but I knew that with each passing day her anticipation was building and her expectations were going to be high. I comforted myself with the thought that she'd have to at least see the effort I had put into everything.
Then came the knock on the door and I nearly jumped out of my shoes, even though I had been eagerly waiting for exactly that for nearly an hour now. I opened the door and was blown away by how gorgeous she looked. I had told her that I had a big evening planned, which she took to mean that she should look her best, and she certainly did. My eyes devoured her from head to toe. She wore high heels, making her slender, toned legs seem to go on forever. Those unbelievable legs led up to her perfect ass, which was covered by a simple black dress that made every bit of her figure jump out at me. From her stomach, which she kept flat as a board, to her attention-grabbing chest (which was anything but flat) she had certainly dressed to keep my gaze on her the entire night. She had her hair up, showing off the graceful curve of her shoulders and neck that flowed up to her soft-featured face. As always her eyes pulled me in, like she was hypnotizing me without either of us knowing it. It took a lot for me to not try to take her right there, but I had worked hard to put this evening together and I wasn't about to my own lack of self control throw a kink in the plan.
I took her silky hand in mine and led her in where she saw her gift on the couch. Her name was Nicole. She was fairly small, only standing about 5'7" and maybe 125 pounds, although I was enough of a gentleman not to ask. While her body was not as tight or muscular as Alexis', it was just as curvy. And while her legs didn't go on and on like Alexis', her chest and feminine face ensured that almost no one's first glance was below her stomach. The outfit she had on was a little ridiculous but certainly showed off what she had to offer. When I chatted with her on-line I told her to come dressed for a good time, and she got a little creative and showed up in a Catholic school girl outfit. With her hair in pigtails she looked like she had stepped out of Britney Spears' first video. Except that none of the girls in that video had a rather tell tale bulge that made their skirts tent out. Clearly she had left one piece of the costume at home.
I had paid for her plane ticket from Florida, had gone through the trouble of keeping the big secret from Alexis', and now was the moment of truth. I looked over to Alexis, whose face was a mixture of surprise, amusement, curiosity, and lust. She pulled me close to her and said, "The costume is a little silly, but we'll have her out it soon enough. As for you, I've always wanted to watch you suck cock while I fucked you."
Alexis moved towards Nicole, who sprang to her feet, and said, "Hi, I'm Nikki and I'm your birthday gi-..."
Alexis cut her off by grabbing her shirt and reeling her in for a wet, probing kiss. I had told Nikki to expect to be dominated but I hadn't expected Alexis to just dive right in like this. Their lips and tongues seemed to be going a mile a minute as they made out. Alexis finally pulled away and told her, "You'll do nicely. And I love your hair. It'll make for some good handlebars."
I had just stood there like a dope as I watched these two beautiful "girls" making out, with my cock straining against my pants like a wild animal on a chain. Alexis took one look at me and chuckled at my clearly erect penis prominently pushing my slacks out. "Both of you had better get ready. I'm going into the bedroom and I want my naked little bitches right behind me."
With that Alexis strode into the bedroom while Nikki and I hurried to remove our clothing as quick as we could. After all, it was the birthday girl's night and she just made her first birthday wish.
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Keywords: Birthday, Gift, Ch., 02, The,