Birthday Girl 38

Britney wiggled out of her shorts, hopped onto bed and straddled my lap. "I've missed you so much. I haven't seen you in four days, but it's felt like a month."

"I know," I said, pulling on the waistband of her black lace panties as she rocked her hips against me.

She slid her panties down until the top half of a pencil-thin line of pubic hair appeared.

"Happy?" she said.

"Not even close."

Giving me a sly grin, she dipped a finger between her folds and placed it in my mouth. I made a thing of fellating her finger.

"Better?" she said. Then yelped when I ripped away the crotch of her panties, separated her vaginal lips and inserted two fingers into her channel.

The back of my other hand brushed across her tee-shirt where it clung to her small breasts until each nipple stood erect.

"Naughty girl," I said. "No bra?"

Her hips danced on my fingers as I stroked her.

"Such a filthy little girl! You're already sopping wet."

"You're gonna make me come, Luke!"

"Letting me finger-fuck your pussy like this? Like you're some nasty slut?"

Britney ground herself against my finger deep in her pussy. "I'm gonna come! Oh my god!"

"Go ahead, my little slut. My dirty whore. Come on my fingers!"

"Her body stiffened, thighs trembling which told me she was close to her release. If there was still any doubt, creamy liquid trickled down my hand.

Britney collapsed against my chest, hips grinding hard against my hand. When she started giggling, I withdrew my hand from between her legs.

She licked the cream from my fingers. "Was I a naughty enough slut for you?"

"Naughty enough for now."

She kissed me. "God, that was strong!"

I had something to tell her, but knew to wait until we cuddled for a few minutes. Then I sprung my big surprise. "I've got some good news."

Her eyes lit up. "Tell me!"

I held onto both of her hands as she sat upright on my lap. "I sublet an apartment for the rest of the summer. We can move in day after tomorrow."

Britney's green eyes narrowed. "Without asking me first?"

I grabbed her arm to keep her from bolting from my lap.

Her nostrils flared. "We already signed a lease--"

"--hey! Hear me out!"

Her eyes leaked tears as she struggled to free herself from my grip. "If we're going to be a couple--"

"--babe, we ARE a couple! Would you listen for a second?"

When she stopped struggling I let go of her arm. She brushed away tears and some wayward strands of dirty blonde hair from her face then folded her arms across her chest and glared.

"It's for eight weeks, Brit. For the rest of the summer. At the end of August we'll move into the complex near campus where we signed that lease."

More tears flowed. She sobbed. "Why didn't you tell me you were looking? We're gonna have to move twice in two months!"

I pried loose one of her hands from her chest and held it. "I wasn't looking, babe. Someone at work mentioned a friend who had a place. It's close to our summer jobs so I thought what the hell."

Britney's face softened.

I squeezed her hand. "I thought you'd be happy. We'll be living together sooner now. My mom's driving me crazy. She treats me like I'm still a teenager."

"I know. Don't get me wrong. I'm excited about us living together this fall, but now all of a sudden it feels like we're rushing things."

I patted her arm. "We've been a couple for almost four months. I've known some to move in together after four days."

Britney gave me one of her looks.

"Well, okay. Four weeks."

Britney nodded.

"I love you!"

"I love you too, Luke!"

"I'm tired of us sneaking around to find privacy."

Britney chortled. "Find privacy. You mean find a place where we can fuck."

I pulled her close and kissed her. "Yes, so we can fuck! Wasn't it you or was it someone else who said how much they loved my cock?"

"That's not funny!"

Our kiss turned sloppy when she stuck her tongue in my mouth.

"I'm sorry, Luke. I overreacted."

I stroked her cheek. "We're good now though, right?"

She kissed me. "I've missed you, honey."

I fondled the inside of her thighs as she squirmed in my lap.

"Luke. I'm sorry about reacting--"

"--hey! It's history, okay? We should celebrate."

Her eyes twinkled. "I've got a pretty good idea how you'd like to do that!"

I slipped my fingers inside her pussy again. "How about something else in here that's a little larger?"

She grabbed my hand. "I'd love that, but we need to go."

"What? Where?"

"To Toni's. Remember I told you? It's her birthday!"

"Shit! I'm sorry, I forgot. I was hoping we--"

"--I know, Luke. If it wasn't her birthday, I'd tell her we couldn't make it. But she's my best friend, and--"

"--this is the one who played strip poker with us, had the big tits?"

She smirked, hopped off the bed and went to her dresser. "I knew you wouldn't forget."

"We all got pretty drunk that night, didn't we?"

"We did."

"It's been a couple months now, hasn't it?"

"Four months."

"Really, that long?"

She gave me her look again. "And there's a reason why you haven't seen her since."

I decided not to risk another argument with her pointed comment so I changed the subject. "She's a cousin, right?"

Britney shook her head as she slipped into another pair of panties and shorts. "I call her parents Uncle Frank and Aunt Miriam because they're like family. But no relation."

"She showed me her boobs."

Britney rummaged through a dresser drawer. "I knew you wouldn't forget that! I had a long talk with her."

"About?"

"About I'm not interested in sharing you."

"What was her boyfriend's name?"

Britney took a shirt from the drawer and with her back to me peeled off the one she had on. "Larry. But they broke up a few weeks ago."

"Show me your boobs."

She turned just enough so I could see her face. "What?"

"I want to see your boobs."

"Why?

"I haven't seen them in a while, and I like looking at them."

Keeping her back to me, she slipped on the other shirt, a black tee, off-the-shoulder, short-sleeved. She pivoted towards me and sashayed to the bed. She took her sweet time lifting the front of the shirt. I couldn't help groaning.

Her breasts easily fit into the palms of my hand yet had enough flesh to give me a hard-on when I squeezed them.

"Goddam, Brit! You're sexy. Let me suck them for a minute."

She batted my hands away and stepped back from the bed. "We've gotta go. Later tonight you can suck them to your heart's content."

"It's not my heart I'm thinking about right now," I said, getting up from the bed and adjusting the front of my shorts. "Why did she and--what was his name?--her boyfriend break up?"

"Larry."

She went to her closet. "He was cheating on her. Don't you remember he left at the beginning of the card game? Said he had to go back to the office and work on something? For crying out loud! It was Saturday night!"

"Hmm."

Britney gave me a knowing look. "You do remember the card game, right?"

"Strip poker."

"Funny how you won every hand! You got Toni and me down to our bra and panties."

"My lucky night, huh?"

Britney put on a pair of sandals from the closet. "You never changed out of your swimsuit when we got back from the lake. It was so snug I could see the outline of your cock. That's what got Toni all excited."

"I was pretty wasted."

"We all were." Britney checked her face in a small mirror before grabbing her bag from the dresser top. "Let's go!"

As I drove, she continued her reminisce. "You remember after the poker game, she and I took turns giving you a lap dance?"

"Talk about a wet dream come true!"

"No shit! I had to pull her from your lap the way she was humping you."

"I don't think I remember that."

"Then she took off her bra and asked you to fuck her tits."

"Yeah. I remember that. She wanted to give me a blow job!"

Britney put her hand on top of my erection. "So what you're telling me is I'm going to have to keep my eye on you two tonight! She's obsessed with your cock. Mentions it practically every time I see her."

"And I thought she liked me for my brains!"

Britney punched my shoulder.

"Hey!" I said, feigning anger. "I'm driving here!"

She patted my crotch. "Sorry! Anything I can do to make it up to you?"

"Only if you don't care about getting to Toni's in time for the party!"

Britney sighed. "It's not going to be much of a party. Just Toni and my aunt and us. That is, if we're lucky."

"Larry's not coming?"

She slapped my shoulder. "What did I just tell you?"

"What?"

"They broke up a couple of weeks ago! So Larry's not going to be there. And now Uncle Frank's started drinking again."

"Because Toni and Larry broke up?"

"Because he's an alcoholic! I hope he doesn't show up. If he does, it''s gonna be total chaos."

"So it's just four of us?"

"That's why we need to be there."

**

Toni bounded out of the house as soon as Britney and I pulled into her driveway. I hadn't seen her since that night we played cards.

She stood an inch taller than Britney and where my girlfriend was thin, Toni had flesh on her large bones that hardened my cock as I took in her curves. She jiggled in all the right places when she walked. Her dark shoulder-length hair framed a face that had mischief written all over it.

"Oh my god!" Toni said, practically screaming as she greeted us, her boobs bouncing with each step. She wore a faded tee-shirt advertising a local rock band and a pair of shorts that hugged her shapely ass and pressed against the prominent folds between her legs.

"Happy birthday, babe!" said Britney as Toni embraced her, kissing both cheeks.

"I'm so glad you're here!" Toni said, kissing Britney on the lips.

I remembered they'd kissed like that when we played cards.

Then it was my turn. Toni pressed her boobs against me as her mouth covered my lips. After a long, wet kiss, she whispered, "I'm so glad to see you again, Luke!"

My cock nearly spilled some pre-ejaculatory fluid.

"Goddam you feel good," said Toni, pressing against me.

"Yeah. You too."

Just before I thought I'd embarrass myself, she broke our embrace and gave Britney a sly grin. "Can I borrow him for a while tonight? It's my birthday after all."

Britney rolled her eyes. "I'll pretend I didn't hear what you just said."

Toni rubbed her boobs into my chest before turning to Britney again. "At least let me play with his cock. I think about it all the time when I finger myself."

"Hey!" said Britney, putting herself between Toni and me. "He's not a library book!"

In contrast to Toni's exuberant greeting, 'Aunt' Miriam welcomed us with a nervous smile at the door and immediately led us into the kitchen.

"I told Uncle Frank we'd eat promptly at six," she said. "So we've got exactly an hour to get everything ready."

The three of us worked in silence with Miriam occasionally issuing an order to Toni or Britney and ignoring me. Although I'd just met her, I soon understood how her high strung and humorless demeanor could drive someone to drink.

By 5:40 we had the meal ready, Miriam being a fan of finishing early in order to be on time.

I dreaded spending the next twenty minutes with her. Then Toni came to the rescue, putting an arm around Britney. "Come upstairs for a sec. I wanna show you guys something."

"Remember the time!" Miriam said. "I told your father six o'clock sharp!"

Toni let out a long sigh after closing the bedroom door.

"This isn't your room!" said Britney.

"No shit," Toni said. "Mine's a total disaster." She plopped onto the bed. "Fuck a duck! What a day! My mom's a mess and if my dad shows up I don't know what I'm gonna do."

I slipped into a straight-back chair near the bed.

Britney scooted next to her friend, gave her a hug. "I'm sorry. It's a shitty way to celebrate your birthday. We'll have a real celebration soon."

Toni looked at me. "You probably can't wait to meet my dad."

"From what Brit's told me, sounds like he's a character."

Toni shook her head. "He's an asshole. Maybe I shouldn't have invited you guys over."

"Don't say that, Toni!" Britney said. "We want to be here for you."

"And your boyfriend?"

"What about him?"

"Remember that strip poker game?"

"I don't think he'll forget it."

Toni faced me. "You know, if I'd gotten another drink in her, she would have let me suck your cock."

Britney slapped her friend on the arm. "Don't start down that road, please."

"You're lucky to have him."

"I know. I--"

"--Larry's an asshole. I don't know why I stayed with him. And his cock was--"

"--come on, Toni! Don't!"

Toni slid off the bed and approached me. Britney sat up.

"Is he here for me as well?" said Toni, smiling at Britney.

Britney hopped off the bed and hugged Toni from behind. "Toni, come on!"

"One kiss," said Toni. "That's not asking too much, is it? On my birthday?"

"You know you won't stop there," Britney said. "Don't torture yourself."

I started to stand, but Toni pushed me back into the chair. "Well?" she said, giving me an expectant look. "Are you here for me too?"

I caught Britney's worried look before looking into Toni's eyes. "I am. I'm sorry about the circumstances."

"Don't be. I'll be out of this house in a couple of months."

"Toni's getting her own apartment in the fall," said Britney.

"It's a studio."

"Nice," I said.

"How about another birthday kiss?" said Toni. "The first one seems to have worn off."

Toni glanced at Britney. "You don't mind, do you? I mean it's my birthday."

Before Britney could reply, Toni was in my lap, arms around my neck. Her kiss went on and on, accompanied by some grinding.

"Hey!" Britney said. "A kiss, not a make-out session."

Toni squirmed against my cock, looking at Britney. "I think he likes me!"

"No shit!" said Britney.

"He's got a boner the size of California."

Britney tapped her friend on the shoulder. "I hate to be the party-pooper, but it's almost six."

**

Once it became apparent that Toni's dad wasn't coming, the atmosphere at the dinner table lightened. Even Miriam relaxed, not exactly smiling but no longer wearing an anxious face.

"Are you guys excited about going to the university?" she said, referring to Central University where all of us would start our junior year in the fall. We'd gone to the local community college for two years to save money.

"I guess," Britney said. "Seems like I've been a student forever."

"Isn't that the truth," said Toni.

Miriam took her time wiping her lips with a cloth napkin. "Toni just found out she won a scholarship."

"Hey! That's great," said Britney.

"It'll pay for books and tuition for two semesters."

"Way to go!" I said.

We cleared the table and Miriam brought out the cake. We sang 'Happy Birthday' and Toni blew out the candles.

That's when Frank appeared at the front door. He stepped slowly into the living room. His tenuous movements made him look foolish: a drunk trying to hide the fact that he was drunk.

Toni grabbed my arm, shaking.

"The fuck's going on?" he said.

He gave Britney the same blank stare as the rest of us the first time he glanced at her. But when his gaze returned, his demeanor turned into a leer.

"Hey!" he said, nodding to Britney.

"Hi Frank," she said, remaining frozen in her chair.

"What happened to UNCLE Frank?" he said. "Come give us a kiss."

Britney squeezed my hand and remained seated.

"We just finished singing 'Happy Birthday' to Toni," Miriam said. "You want some cake?"

"No kiss from my favorite niece?" he said. "What's going on?"

Toni gave me a worried look.

"It's okay, Frank," Miriam said. "Are you hungry? You want something to eat?"

"What I want is a kiss from my niece."

Getting up from the table I moved toward him. "That's not going to happen."

Frank took a step back. I towered over him by six inches and outweighed him by at least thirty pounds.

His bloodshot eyes narrowed. "The fuck are you?"

"The boyfriend of your favorite niece."

"Get the fuck outta my way," he said, raising his hand.

I blocked him when he started around me.

He took two fistfuls of my tee-shirt. "You hard of hearing or something?"

I grabbed his forearms and in the ensuing struggle, the front of my shirt got ripped in half. It hung on me like a sorry-looking vest.

"Go upstairs, dad!" said Toni, coming into the living room and standing behind me. "Let's get you to bed."

"You little slut, you--"

"--hey!" I said. "This is your daughter you're speaking to!"

"I don't give a shit if--"

"--dad, PLEASE! We'll help you go to--"

Frank's punch grazed my temple. I responded with two jabs to his chest. He stuck his right arm in my face. I jerked it behind his back and pushed him to the stairs.

His nostrils flared. "Mother-fuck--"

"--let's go," I said.

He lurched toward the dining room, but the fight had left him and I pushed him upstairs without much trouble. Britney and Toni trailed behind.

"At the end of the hallway," Toni said when we reached the top of the stairs. She was referring to the master bedroom.

Frank glared as I pushed him into the room.

"Don't come out again tonight," I said, closing his door.

**

Given what Britney had told me about Miriam's religious convictions, I was surprised when she let Britney and me spend the night in the guest bedroom.

I grabbed a shower and pulled a towel around my waist to get back to the bedroom across the hall.

Our room was at the top of the stairs. Toni's was across the hall from ours and next to the hall bath.

Britney returned from her shower as I was going through some emails on my phone. Her eyes widened when she saw I was naked.

"Hey there, handsome!" she said. "Toni's gonna be hanging out with us soon."

"Fine," I said, not registering her comment.

When she continued staring at me, I finally understood the message. "So I probably should put something on."

Britney chuckled. "Including your shorts in case we play cards. Although I'll do my best to keep that from happening."

"You're no fun!"

She slapped my chest. "I love you too."

"Honestly, Brit, she makes it hard for me to resist."

"I know," she said, "and I promise to make it up to you."

After putting on my briefs and shorts, Britney and I cuddled on the bed. I didn't recognize either the overly large tee-shirt or the panties that had 'Sunday' printed across the front.

"Today's Friday, not Sunday," I said, stroking her thigh.

"Closest she had, I guess."

She leaned into me for a kiss. "What a night, huh?" she said, putting an arm around my waist. "I'm proud of how you handled Frank."

"He's just a scared little kid with a drinking problem who happens to be forty-some years old."

"He's a bully."

I nodded. "Most bullies are just scared kids."

"I don't know why Aunt Miriam doesn't leave him."

"Well, at least Toni will be out of here by the end of August."

"I just hope Frank keeps his distance. I don't think I could sleep in this house knowing he might come barging into my room."

"He's done that?"

Britney shook her head. "Not what you think. But Toni's told me about hearing him fighting with Aunt Miriam in the middle of the night or coming across him in the morning passed out on the kitchen floor."

"If things got really bad, I suppose she could find somewhere else to stay until she moved into her apartment."

Britney rolled herself on top of me, straddling my lap and gave me a deep kiss. "You're going to think I'm crazy, but I've been thinking about something."

"Try me."

She took a deep breath. "What would you think about her staying with us?"

"Are you crazy?"

She laughed. "Probably!"

"If she lived with us, there's no way she wouldn't eventually get me into bed with her, Brit. I'm sorry, but that's the honest truth. She'd wreck our relationship."