Birthday Spankings
by: Carrie
(c) 2001

Chris watched the laughing blonde in the corner, celebrating her birthday with a huge group of friends. Twenty-five. And another Libra just like him. He swallowed the last bit of Cap and Coke in his glass, and ordered another. His third.

She was beautiful, he thought. Longish blonde hair. Big eyes. And a beautiful, curvy body. Just the way he liked his women. If she wasn’t surrounded by so many people, he’d approach her. But she had her tightly-knit group. And he had his drink.

He’d just celebrated his own birthday a few days before. The Big Three-Zero. Thirty. A whole new decade. He’d had a huge party of his own. His few real friends, and all the hundreds of people who claimed to be his friend.

He studied the rapidly-emptying bottom of his glass morosely, chewing a piece of ice. He wondered what it would be like to be with a girl like her. Just a nice, normal girl. Not caught up in the craziness called his life.

He felt a tap on his shoulder.

It was her.

She smiled sweetly at him. "Would you like to join us for some birthday cake? I saw you sitting here by yourself, and we have more than enough for one more." Josie gave him an encouraging look. She’d been watching him surreptitiously all night. He seemed lonely.

Chris was stunned. Did she realize who he was? She certainly didn’t act like it. He blinked at her suspiciously, then grinned. "You’re not from here, are you?"

She gave him a curious look, but answered him anyway. "No. I’m from the West Coast. Those are all my friends out here visiting. I just moved. So do you want some cake?"

Of course. She hadn’t been in Orlando for long enough to realize he was one of it’s 6 most famous residents. N Sync and Mickey. He couldn’t believe his good fortune.

He studied her closely. She was even prettier than he’d originally thought. And the warm, inviting smile she wore only added to her appeal.

"Well, sure. Why not? My birthday was actually a few days ago too, and I never got any cake at my party…"

"Really? How old are you?" she asked, her eyes glowing playfully.

He shook his head sadly. "Thirty. I know, I know. I’m an old man now…"

"Not at all. That’s a great decade. Old enough to see behind you, but young enough to feel your soul."

"Lenny Kravitz," he said appreciatively. "Good choice…"

He followed her to her table, where she introduced him as a fellow birthday celebrant to all her friends. He just gave his first name, and was astounded at the warm welcome he received.

"Chris here just turned 30 on the 17th, so we’re all gonna have to tease him mercilessly tonight…" joked Josie.

"Well, that’s just fine, girl, but remember, you’ve got 25 spankings coming your way, and I think I just may have a can of whoop-ass in my car to open up on ya…"

"You can try," she matched his flirt, "but have you received your 30 yet, sweetie? Cause if not, I’ll be happy to oblige…"

"Oooooh, baby, such a tease. You are evil with a capital E!" he exclaimed.

"And you better not forget it," she agreed.

The evening progressed and Chris couldn’t remember having a better time with people he had just met. He was sure it must be because they didn’t know who he was, and therefore were completely unaffected by his fame and popularity.

They stayed at the restaurant very late, eating and drinking, even doing jello shots. Josie’s eyes were getting heavy, even though her friends seemed ready to continue the party at a nearby club.

"Baby, are you up for continuing the evening, or are you ready to go home?" he asked.

She looked over at her friends and replied with a sad expression, "I want nothing more than to go to bed right now, but it looks like I’m gonna be out for a while since I rode with them."

"I’ll take you home," he volunteered.

"Really? That would be great. I don’t live far…"

"No problem. As a thank you for rescuing me from my boring evening…" he said with a grin.

Josie told her friends she’d see them the next day, and within minutes they were headed for the parking lot.

She slid into his car and almost instantly fell asleep, the combination of all that booze plus the excitement of the day taking it’s toll. Since he didn’t know how to get to her house, he took her to his instead.

She woke up as he was carrying her up the front steps.

"Where am I?"

"Don’t worry. I’m not abducting you. I thought I could just let you sleep here, since I didn’t know how to get to your house, and you were out…" he responded.

"I wasn’t worried. You seem like too nice a person to do anything truly terrible to me."

"Do you want to go to your house now?"

"No, this is fine. As long as you have a couch I can sleep on, and can take me there in the morning."

"Oh, I think I can do better than a couch. I have four guest rooms."

Josie finally realized that he apparently lived in not just a house, but a mansion.

"Wow," she looked around in amazement at all the luxurious furnishings and "toys" that were scattered throughout his living room. "You must have every Nintendo ever made…"

He grinned. "I’m just a big kid, even if I am an old man now. Do you want something to drink?"

"Water?" she asked.

He poured her a fresh glass from the refrigerator, then set it down in front of her. "Can I ask you a question, Josie?"

"Of course."

"Why did you ask me to join y’all tonight?"

"I thought you seemed lonely. I don’t know. I was watching you, and I just didn’t want you to be sad…"

"I seemed sad to you?"

"Maybe sad isn’t the right word. I just thought you looked like you could use some cheering up."

He smiled, serious for the first time all night.

He reached up a fingertip and gently stroked her cheek. "Ya know, Josie, you’re a really sweet girl. I don’t meet too many of those anymore."

"Well, you’re just not looking in the right places," she teased, and he smiled.

"Well, I certainly am glad we nearly share a birthday, or we might never have met."

"Don’t you believe in destiny, Chris? I believe everyone we meet, everyone in our lives, has a meaning and a place. We must be destined to be ‘birthday buddies.’"

"Is that all?" he whispered as he leaned in to brush her lips with a kiss. "Just birthday buddies?"

Josie’s breathing quickened at the feel of his warm, soft lips against hers. He smelled wonderful, and that little chaste peck just left her wanting more.

He pulled away, studying her face to see if she wanted him to continue. Her eyes smoldered, she grabbed his shirt and pulled him against her.

They kissed passionately for several minutes. Josie was amazed that he was such a wonderful kisser. Most men either did the same thing over and over, or they acted like they were going to remove your tonsils with their tongue. But Chris, he was perfect. Within seconds she was wet and ready for him, and just from a KISS.

He moved her beneath him on the couch, her skirt riding high on her hips as he positioned his body between her legs. Even fully clothed she could feel the size of his arousal. He stopped for just a moment, looking deeply into her eyes, searching her face. He knew that her features mirrored his own, raw want and need marked in every look, every glance. He groaned, placing his hand into her thick hair, his mouth slanting over her swollen lips as he fought to control the fire that was now raging through both of them. "Oh, Josie, tell me that you’re feeling this too…"

She moaned in his arms. She opened her eyes and gave him her most seductive glance through a thick fringe of lashes. "I’m thinking, even though we just met, you still owe me a birthday gift." She ground her body against his in an open invitation…

His eyes narrowed as he mentally thanked every god between here and heaven for placing him in the same universe as this beautiful woman. "Oh, I’ve got a gift for you alright." His fingers inched beneath her shirt as he pressed gentle kisses all over her face. When his hand finally cupped her full breast, she arched against him in delight, his thumb rubbing insistently over her hardened nipple as she moaned in ecstasy.

"May I take your shirt off, Josie?" he asked quietly, his warm chocolate-brown eyes glowing with desire at her ardent response.

"Only if you promise to take yours off too," she replied as she rose to assist him. Within seconds, both were naked from the waist up, their hot skin pressed against each other.

Chris groaned in delight at the feel of her full breasts pressed to his chest. He gasped as he looked down at the naked feminine beauty sprawled beneath him. "Baby, you are so gorgeous…" he murmured against her mouth.

"Oh, Chris, please don’t tease me like this. I want to feel all of you…"

"Not here. Not like this…on the couch. I want to make love to you." He smiled at her petulant look. This was the most passionate girl he had ever met in his life, and her arousal was making him crazy with lust. He gently stroked his fingertip around her nipple, watching the little chill bumps that instantly formed as soon as his skin touched hers. "Baby, let me love you like the lady you are, just this first time. Then, I’m gonna love you like the nasty sex goddess you are. Over and over and over…."

She grinned with satisfaction at his words. "That sounds like quite a birthday gift, Chris.."

"Join me upstairs…?" It was a command posed as a question.

She didn’t hesitate. Just stood proudly before him, clad only in her black miniskirt, her gorgeous breasts begging for his touch, but he restrained himself. "Right this way, my lady…" and he grabbed her hand and attempted not to race to his bedroom towing her behind him.

But she was just as eager, just as hot. She walked in front of him up the stairs, her ass swaying seductively just inches from his face. By the time they reached the top, Chris’s mouth was practically watering.

"Girl, do you have any idea what that curvy ass is doing to me?" he groaned. "It’s just so spank-able!"

"Well," she turned and looked back at him with a saucy little expression, "I AM the birthday girl…"

His eyes widened at her wink. "Well far be it for me not to oblige the birthday girl…"

He showed her into his room, dimming the lights. He reached into the drawer of his nightstand and began lighting candles. "I’m not sure if I have 25 candles, but let’s light all these any way…"

Soon the room was glowing with candlelight. Chris drew her gently against him, wanting to worship her gorgeous breasts. But Josie had other plans, and placed his hands at the waistband of her skirt to help him gently remove it. Then she slowly removed his belt, unfastened his pants and slid them down his legs.

She gasped with delight at the size of his erection, and he could only moan in appreciation of her naked body. "Baby, do you realize how beautiful you are?" he murmured.

He laid her back on the bed, his fingers roaming over every inch of her skin, reveling in its velvety softness.

His tongue teased her lips before slipping inside, his fingers sliding down her belly, then tracing light circles in the curls between her thighs. Her legs parted involuntarily and he recognized the invitation, sliding first one finger, then two, stroking her swollen clit as she gasped beneath him, then plunging his fingers inside her, his knuckles continuing to grind against her silky pink nub.

"Mmmmmm….you like that baby? I’m gonna make you come over and over tonight."

Josie was bucking her hips against his hand, her face flushed with arousal, eyes half shut with passion and her mouth open as she panted raggedly. "Oh God Chris, that feels SOOO good," she whispered.

He reached his fingers even further inside her until he found her sweet spot. He knew the moment he hit it because her back arched off the bed, her eyes opening wide in amazement. He stroked and rubbed and pressed her there repeatedly as his palm continued to rub against her wet heat. She was literally dripping with desire for him, and it was becoming more and more difficult for him to restrain his own arousal. His cock was swollen and purple, jerking towards her naked body as if it had a mind of its own.

Finally he felt her insides start to squeeze his fingers, her orgasm approaching rapidly as her breathing became harsh and ragged. "That’s it baby. Come for me. My beautiful birthday girl…"

Her thighs trembled and her body clenched around two of his fingers. He was breaking out in a sweat as he realized how hot and wet and tight she was, and how good she was going to feel wrapped around his swollen cock. But that could wait. He still had more birthday gifts for her.

Before she could even recover from her earth-shattering orgasm, he was moving between her thighs, inhaling her erotic scent until his mouth was watering to taste her. He slowly flicked his tongue across her still jerking clit and she gasped. "Oh….Chris…..it hurts…."

But he knew it didn’t. He knew it was the type of pleasure-pain that she would love. He pulled her juicy flesh between his lips and sucked forcefully. Her shoulders shot up off the bed, her hands wrapped in his hair as she gasped and moaned in delight. "Oh…Chris…please…."

He knew she was close again. Not even a minute after her first orgasm, the next one was thundering through her body. He instinctively knew when to stop sucking her clit and bathe her entire sex with loving broad licks. He kept at it persistently, until he knew her body was coming down, sweet tremors vibrating through her with each gently stroke.

Her eyes were closing. Her breathing was becoming soft and even. He chuckled softly to himself. She was falling asleep. She had come so hard those last two times, her body had taken over and shut itself down, the pleasure was so intense. But he knew she wouldn’t stay asleep for long.

He tenderly rolled her to her stomach, caressing her back in a gentle massage, admiring her gorgeous shoulders and that beautiful round ass. His fingers traced the lower curve of it, then ran delicately up the cleavage of her bottom. He pressed light kisses to the two beautiful dimples positioned just above it, then slowly started licking her back. First around her shoulder blades, then all the way down her spine, his whiskers tickling her sensitive flesh. His fingers began stroking he wetness once more as he placed kiss after kiss on her bottom.

Her eyes opened and she smiled. "Well, if that’s not a delightful way to wake up, I don’t know what is," she murmured.

He grinned as he continued to rub her, watching her ass raise and lower against his hand. "Well, baby, I still owe you those spankings, don’t I?" He popped her lightly, but firmly, and smiled when a pink imprint of his hand marked her tender flesh.

She stiffened slightly, then realized what a turn-on it was, and began grinding herself against him even more forcefully.

He pressed his hardness against her hip and whispered, "Baby, you feel how hard you make me?"

She nodded quickly, a small smile on her face, her eyes half closed with desire.

"You know where I wanna put it right now…?"

Her eyes widened and her brows raised in shock, although the smile on her face got just a little bigger.

"No, not there, silly," he said, although her reaction prompted him to add, "but maybe later…the night is still young…"

He lifted her hips and positioned himself between her thighs, rubbing the head of his cock against her wetness, up and down her dripping slit until he finally stopped at her entrance. "Now THIS is what I’m talking about."

She raised her upper body onto her elbows, a pillow grasped beneath her breasts in preparation for that initial stroke. She was not disappointed.

He thrust into her, ramming himself inside her body with enormous force. He grunted in pleasure and she moaned. His body was filling her up. She almost imagined she could feel him in her throat. He pounded into her, over and over, his hands on her hips as he stroked her mercilessly, barely giving her time to catch her breath. Her fists were clenched in the bed linens as she reared back against him, meeting him stroke for stroke until they were both screaming with desire. Her wetness was running down both of their thighs, and it made Chris look down.

He smiled with delight, his eyes rolling in his head as he took in the vision before him appreciatively, her curvy bottom pressing against him as he watched his body disappear inside hers again and again. He couldn’t resist smacking her ass once more, groaning, "God, baby, you are SO sexy…"

Those words drove her over the edge. Her world exploded into a million tiny starbursts and her body clenched him, milking him as he pounded her hard. That did it for him. He came inside her with a shout, pulsating endlessly, spilling his love inside her wet heat.

They collapsed against the bed, still joined intimately, his hands rubbing her ass as she gasped for air. "Oh my God, Chris, that was amazing," she whispered, shaking her head as if to clear it.

He chuckled. Birthday buddies indeed. "And just think, baby," he whispered, "I still have 23 more spankings left to give you tonight…"

She moaned in ecstasy, a huge smile on her face as she turned into his arms. "Now that’s what I call a birthday gift…"

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