So it was the night of my 21st birthday and for whatever reasons, I found myself laying on my bed finishing off the third of a six-pack of beer that I had bought earlier in the day. All the promises of my friends and family of a great party or going out to celebrate at a bar seemed to fade away as 9pm approached and as I started getting drowsier and drowsier...
I must have dozed off at some point because the next thing I knew was I saw the door open at the end of my bed and in walked a very pretty stranger. At first glance all I saw was a head of blonde hair piled up high with barrettes and ribbons. As my eyes began to focus I couldn't help but stare at her full breasts and shapely legs as she teetered atop a pair of high-heels, dressed in a sexy pink mini-dress.
I raised myself up to my elbows and rubbed my eyes, just to make sure I wasn't seeing things. The girl shut the door behind her and wobbled her way over to the side of my bed where she stood. I scanned her up and down as it became obvious that this wasn't any girl that I had met before.
"Ummm...hi," I stammered.
"Hi Paul, Happy Birthday," she said sweetly -- somehow knowing it was my birthday and knowing my name as well.
"Thanks," I smiled. "Ummm...no offense but who are you?"
She smiled sweetly and fidgeted with a few strands of hair that fell down the side of her face. "My name is Candy."
"Oh ok...Hi Candy...ummm how did you get in my house?" I asked with a dumbfounded smirk.
"Your dad let me in," she giggled. "I'm here to give you your birthday present...at least that's what he told me."
"Oh ok...no wonder everyone wanted me to stay home tonight," I reflected upon earlier when all the plans of the previous weeks broke down seemingly in minutes. Suddenly it was making sense.
"So what is my present?" I asked, hoping it was exactly what I was thinking it would be.
"It's me," she giggled as her cute, upturned nose flared out. "You like?" She twirled around giving me a good view of not just her front but also her shapely backside.
"Yah," I replied, still drinking in all of her curves and relishing the sweet, fruity scents she was wearing.
Without saying another thing, she peeled off the straps of her dress from each shoulder and let it fall around her waist, revealing a nice set of breasts which were tucked away tightly behind a white, lacy bra. My eyes widened as she continued to stare down at me and fidget with the snap of the bra behind her back. After several seconds she loosed the straps and let the bra fall to the floor, allowing her breasts to descend and jiggle.
"Nice," I smiled as she squashed them together with her hands and proudly tweaked the quarter sized nipples between her fingers. My first reaction was to reach up and grab at them but seeing how I wasn't in high-school anymore and I was now officially a 'man', I played it cool and stayed the gentleman, allowing the young lady to tease and strip without any pressure from me.
Candy continued to do a sensuous, sometimes playful, striptease for me. Turning around, she peeled her dress down until it dropped to her ankles, revealing a very round bubble-butt which she was barely covering with a white thong. Garters and stockings rounded out the rest of her horny outfit.
"Very nice," I continued to smile and commend her as she shifted her hips from side to side while playing with her tits. "No offense but how old are you?" I then asked, figuring she was teetering on the borderline of legal and illegal.
"Nineteen," she giggled at my concern.
"Oh ok...just checkin'," I smiled back as she continued on.
