Unexpected Birthday Present
She was dating my cousin when they both came to my birthday party. She was wearing a patchwork hippie skirt and a tight gray tanktop with no bra. Her nipples were hard and poking through the thin fabric, and I had been checking her out all night. She must have been aware, because she caught me alone in the hallway. We had barely met, and had probably spoken ten words to each other, but the tension was heavy in the air.
“I didn’t get you a gift,” she said. I forget what I said back — probably something lame about how we had just met, but she leaned closer and insisted that she wouldn’t feel right without giving me something. My cock was already straining at my pants, swelling at the implications.
“You’re dating my cousin… I can’t do anything…” I pleaded lamely. She frowned and started to lean away when I was struck with inspiration: “Let me taste you.”
“I thought we couldn’t do anything?” she purred.
“We don’t have to do anything… Just slip your finger into your pussy and let me taste you.” I had never felt so bold.
She leaned back against the wall and stared at me for a moment. For a long second I was afraid she was going to leave, disappointed that I couldn’t follow her lead, but then she slowly traced one hand down her chest, starting between her breasts, sliding over her stomach, and then under the waistband of her skirt. I watched her reach lower, and then bite her lip and inhale.
She leaned forward and brought her hand up to my face. She teased me for a moment, letting me see her middle finger was glistening wet, before she ran it along my bottom lip and into my mouth. I cought a brief whiff of her scent, and then sucked on her finger. She gasped a little as I sucked and licked, cleaning all traces of her wetness.
“Now, what are you going to give me?” she asked when I released her.
“I thought that was a birthday present?” I asked?
“Well, maybe my birthday is coming up soon. It wouldn’t be fair for you not to give me something after I gave you something so… personal.”
I hesitated for a second, and then reached down and unbuttoned my pants. I was terrified that someone would find us, but my cock was already rock-hard, and it popped out of my boxers. She leaned back against the wall and watched eagerly as I stroked my shaft, teasing the head. In just a few seconds, there was a glistening pearl of precum on the tip. I carefully rubbed my thumb over it, coating it, and then leaned forward and brought my thumb to her lips.
She closed her eyes and took it into her mouth, swirling her tongue around and sucking deeply before letting it slip back out.
She smiled, wiped her lips, and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
“Happy birthday,” she said as she walked back to the party.
