I have been asking my mom and my stepdad for a car for years. I've had my license since I was sixteen, for God's sake. Sixteenth birthday? Nope. Christmas? Nope. Two YEARS and still no car. So when I woke up on my 18th birthday, I didn't exactly expect anything different. Which is why it came as such a surprise when I crawled out of bed that morning, looked out the window, and discovered my stepdad, his brother, and their buddy all hovering around a gorgeous new VW in the driveway.
No. Way.
I thought. I rubbed my eyes and looked again.
That, is a bug! A PINK bug! Oh my God!!
I ran downstairs in my nightshirt - I had to see my new car! I nearly got my face slammed with the door to the garage as my stepdad's buddy stepped inside.
"Oh shit Kelly! Are you ok?" he laughed
"God Dillon, you just about knocked me on my ass! What's going on out there?" I said, peering over his shoulder, into the garage
"Nothing you need to worry about!" Dillon said, pushing me back into the house.
"It's my birthday. You have to tell me." I whined, pushing back on his arms.
"I don't think so. Your dad sent me in here to make sure you don't go out there."
"Oh whatever. Ok so just tell me what he got me then."
"Pfff not going to happen."
Dillon was a pretty big guy. Six foot two. Probably about 210 or so.. I wasn't going to be able to push passed him.
"OK well I have to pee. I'll be right back." I turned and headed down the hall to the bathroom.
I can shimmy out that window easy. I'll be outside in a flash.
I dashed into the bathroom and shut the door. The window is up between the bathtub and the toilet... I steadied myself with one foot on the tub and one foot on the seat, leaning against the wall.
Fuck, it's jammed...
I realized. I managed to wiggle it open just enough to be able to pound on it from the side and jimmy it open. I took a swing, and felt a pair of hands wrap around my ribcage, ripping me away from the window.
"Dillon!!! Let me go!!" I screamed, as he chuckled over my shoulder
"You remembered the bathroom window but forgot to lock the door? Really?"
Motherfucker.
Dillon dragged me out of the bathroom while I kicked and pulled at his hands, which only held me tighter. I struggled, twisting beneath his grip.
"Let gooooooooooo" I shrieked. I lifted my arms over my head and squirmed, trying to free myself. I slipped, landing my cotton clad breasts in his firm grasp. Almost instinctively, he pinched my tits between his fingers. I gasped and put my hands over his, my pulse racing.
Why isn't he letting go? What is he doing?
Dillon buried his face in my hair, still pinching my nipples. I could feel him breathing heavily against my neck. I grew completely still, nearly melting in his arms.
He slowly started carrying me back into the bathroom, supporting my weight with his arms.
"Wait. Stop. What are you doing?" I asked, my hands clinging to his.
He kicked the door shut as we entered the bathroom. He dropped a hand from my breast and reached back to lock the knob. He brought his hand back and ran it down the front of my shirt, lifting the hem. I struggled briefly, then froze as I felt his fingers parting my pussy lips. I was paralyzed with anticipation, confused and nervous.
"What... what are you going to do?" I mustered
Dillon pulled my body against his, rubbing himself against my lower back. He pulled my hair back and kissed my neck, gently biting my skin.
"What am I going to do? What are
you
going to do?" He asked, and spun me around - setting me free from his arms. He reached down, pulling his belt loose from his pants.
"You wanted to know what your present is, didn't you? I'll tell you, if you convince me..." Dillon reached unzipped his pants and pulled out the biggest cock I've ever seen. My pussy twitched in response to his huge, semi-flacid dick.
"You can't make me do anything, I'm only.."
"Eighteen." He interrupted "Happy birthday, Kelly!" Dillon grinned, stroking the monster that hung from his groin.
"Why don't you come over here and have a taste of this treat I've got for you over here?" He coaxed, shaking his dick at me.
"And if I do you'll tell me all about my gift?" I inquired.
This could really work in my favor.. a brand new car and hot fuck?
I knelt down on the filthy bathroom floor and took his cock in my hand. My fingers looked tiny wrapped around it. I ran my hand up and down his pulsing shaft, pulling the skin up and down over his growing muscle. I laid his dick against my cheek. The skin was so silky against my skin. He grabbed the base of his cock and dragged the tip across my face, leaving a trail of precum on my cheek.
"Taste it." He instructed, pressing the head against my lips.
I slid my lips over the very top, gently kissing his pisshole. He pressed harder, forcing my teeth open and invading my mouth. I ran my tongue along the rim of his cockhead, then quickly pulled away.
"So what did he get me?" I looked up at him from the floor
"Hmm lets go see" With that, Dillon pulled his dick back inside his pants, unlocked the door, and reached for my hand.
"Really?" I took his hand and he pulled me to my feet. I followed him down the hallway back to the garage. He opened the door for me, waiting for me to go inside. I stepped out into the garage, but it was surprisingly dark for so early in the morning. By the time I realized the outer door was closed, I heard the door to the house slam and lock. My eyes started to adjust, slowly. I couldn't see any car in the garage... it must have still been in the driveway.
"What is she doing out here?" I heard my stepdad ask
"Kelly tells me that no one has given her any birthday spankings yet!" Dillon lied.
