Birthday Afternoon
Ron had dozed off with his penis inside the young, thin woman. He awoke a couple of hours later. It was getting dark and his cock was no longer inside her. He gently stroked her smooth skin and moved one hand to the soft fur covering her genitals.
She awoke to his touch, "Oh. What time is it?"
"Don't know. Five or six maybe? Do you need to leave?"
"God, I hope not! This has been fabulous and you owe me another." She was referring to the fact that yesterday was her 18th birthday and he had promised her four orgasms as part of her sister's birthday gift. She had counted three so far.
She gave him a big kiss and grasped his condom encased penis. She laughed as the condom slid off at her touch dripping wet and slippery with cum, "OOPS!"
Ron laughed too, "You better lick it clean."
"You mean?"
He laughed and smiled. He was keenly aware of her sexual inexperience and was intentionally exposing her to new experiences, just to help her know what she liked and to get her comfortable with him, "I do. You made the mess. You should clean it up with your mouth."
She never liked the odor of semen and hesitated but then, saying, "I think it was you who made the mess," did as he suggested. The taste of condom latex with semen was far from pleasant but that plus having the big cock in her mouth was strangely erotic. She finished and realized another biological need, "I've gotta piss."
Ron pointed to the bathroom door, "Clean off in the shower after, if you want." He watched the long thin legs swing out of the bed and walk to the bathroom, her hair covered genitalia with their thin protruding flaps clearly visible between her thighs. The tall, narrow, almost perfect figure disappeared into the bathroom.
In the bathroom she looked at herself in the mirror. It was a face she barely recognized. She still had deep purple hair, Ron hadn't even tried to change that. But he had removed every vestige of the purple and blue and green make-up, something she seldom accomplished. The narrow, face that stared back at her WAS attractive despite a couple of small blemishes. She wondered if Ron was serious about her being a model and whether her, always heavily made-up, friends would accept her if she kept her face clear of make-up.
She had picked up her phone on the way. She had two messages from her sister, "You're welcome. Isn't he amazing even though sweet?" and "Mom made you a cake. When you coming home?"
She answered, "I'll have cake tomorrow. Tell Mom one of my friends is having a sleep-over." That last should answer her first question she thought.
Then she considered what to send to her friends and decided to repeat what Alyssa said her sister had claimed about Ron, "Best fuck EVER!". Then, to make them even more jealous, she added, "Love the feeling of his balls against my butt."
By the time she finished that message Karla had responded, "Have fun sleeping with your friend :)"
She answered, "I WILL!" before jumping in the shower. She had hoped Ron might join her. But she barely fit in the shower and, to her disappointment, knew it would be too tight for two.
When she came out, he was laying in the bed with his knees up and legs slightly spread. His flaccid, but still large, cock lay over his balls. She quickly snapped his picture and sent it off to her friends.
She smiled at him as she put the phone aside and lay beside him. Her hand went immediately to his genitals hoping to get his large, "
huge
?" she wondered, cock to it's full hardness thinking that would be another good picture for her friends.
"It's getting a bit late" he told her, turning toward her. He was aware that his cock fell from her grasp and loved having her holding it, but he knew if they got started now, they might not have a chance for dinner. "We should get something to eat." There would be plenty of time for sex after dinner.
She noticed a table, refrigerator and microwave in the room, "Here?"
"No, It's your birthday, we should go out. You pick a place."
"Anywhere?"
"Not too expensive, I don't have a lot of money."
"I can pay, this isn't exactly a date."
"But it's your birthday."
She named a local fast food place with an extensive menu. "Can you handle that?"
On their way out they passed the kitchen where Ron's aunt's family were having dinner.
"Ronnie, who's the new girl? I don't think we've met her," his aunt stopped them.
Ron led Kaylee into the kitchen dining area, "Aunt Ruth, Uncle Dave, this is Kaylee. Then, without thinking, he added the unnecessary, "Today is her birthday."
"Oh? how old are you sweetie," Aunt Ruth asked.
"Eighteen."
"Way to go, Ron!" his 15 year old cousin Matthew exclaimed. That caused his father to give him a glare he had gotten used to. It was a glare with a frown and a slight smile that Matthew knew meant "Stop that. It's inappropriate. But I understand. In fact, I agree."
Ron ignored the comment and introduced Matthew and his 13 year old sister, Kimberly.
"You should have a party on your birthday," Kimberly said.
"Oh she's having a party okay!" Matthew had a huge smile and nodded his head obviously and slowly. He just couldn't help himself with the innuendo and received another, more intense, glare.
"They're probably going to the party now," Aunt Ruth said to calm the waters. "Have a good time you two."
After leaving, Kaylee asked, "What was that about?"
Ron told her that his aunt and uncle knew he had girls for sex in the basement, "That's why I'm downstairs instead of the guest room and why the inside door was added at the bottom of the stairs, so Matthew and Kimberly wouldn't know. But Matthew's a smart kid and he knows what's going on."
Restaurant
On the way to the restaurant, Kaylee made a proposal, "Let's pretend to be boyfriend and girlfriend. It'll be fun."
"Oh? what exactly do you mean?"
"You keep your hand on my butt. and we sit next to each other in a booth and kiss a lot and you can touch my boobs, that kinda thing."
"Doing too much of that can get us thrown out."
"All the more fun," she giggled. "Come on, for my birthday!"
"Okay, but I might tone it down a bit."
Ron felt like they must present an odd picture as they entered the restaurant. He still under 5 foot six, she six foot tall, certainly not much less and likely more. In the restaurant were Kaylee's three friends from the mall, dressed in their outlandish and bright styles with their multicolored heavy make-up and hair. He understood what she was doing and why she had picked this place. "
Playing the jealousy game are we
?" he whispered.
"
Keep your hand on my butt
," she whispered back. She pushed her thigh against his and wiggled her fingers at her friends. "Hi girls!" she said as joyfully as possible, "You know Ron." Then she led him to a booth on the far end of the restaurant.
Waiting for their order he got some insight into how Kaylee's jealousy about her sister's popularity caused her to get involved with a group whose plumage was designed to attract attention and annoyance. She was easily influenced by the leader's fashion choices and was clearly showing Ron off in an attempt to get an upper hand. She sat next to him and kept grabbing his hands and kissing him while glancing over at her friends to be sure they were watching. Ron found it a bit embarrassing but played along. On the way out she asked him to push his hand inside her shorts. He declined but acquiesced to keeping it on her butt by slipping it into a rear pocket. She pointedly ignored her friends but squeezed his butt so they could see.
In the car she asked, "what's next?"
"Back to my place?" he inquired thinking she might have something else in mind.
"Of course silly! I mean what next? You know,
what
