Vincent's Desire

Birthday Boy

I look over to the whole house as I notice everyone busy in themselves after cutting the cake. I bite my bottom lip as I start looking for Johnny, I wish he's not drunk.

Then, my eyes stop on the white tee shirt body with messed up hair, cheering a drink with his friends. I face palm, that's what happens when it's your nineteenth birthday and you're legal to drink.

I take out my phone and quickly text him.

To Johnny:

Meet me.

I look at Johnny as he reached his hand to his back pocket and got out his phone. Phew, he didn't keep it on silent mode.

He types out something and a message pops out on my screen.

From Johnny:

Why?

To Johnny:

Come meet me, I promise you won't regret it.

I again give him my glance as he again starts to type and I look down, another message popping out.

From Johnny:

Where?

To Johnny:

Your room. I'm waiting.

I type back and skip my stairs up before rushing to his room. I swing the door open and get in as I sit down on the bed. I rest my hand on my knee and chin on hand while looking at the door and in some seconds, it opens.

I smile as I see him walking in and he closes the door.

"What happened?"

"What happened? Hell, John, it's your birthday!" I jump up.

"So?" He furrows his eyebrows in confusion as I groan.

"I've got you a present." I go to him and keep my hand on his shoulder, pulling him to the bed and making him sit down.

"What present? Oh- wait. Oh, I get it. But that's pretty normal, like daily. I want some real gifts." He says, trying to be a bit cocky and places his hand on my back, pulling me closer.

"Uh-huh? Seems like you're getting a normal one in your birthday. Dumb. That's not gonna happen." I reply as I begin to kiss up and down his neck, tugging at his shirt. I break the kiss and take his shirt off. He begins to take off the flannel shirt from my body and attempts to flip us over.

"Nah," I tell Johnny. "You're the Birthday Boy. This is your gift from me." I start to kiss him, feeling him bite down on my lip. My hands wander down to his pants, where he now starts to get hard. I unbuckle his pants and take out his hard erection, running my hand in a teasing fashion up and down as I slowly get down on my knees.

"Babe." He breathes. I lower my head and bring my mouth to the tip, making eye contact with him the entire time. His bottom lip lies between his teeth as he eagerly awaits for me to suck him off.

I slowly bring my mouth down to his base, getting saliva on his erect skin. I hallow my cheeks as I begin to bob my head up and down on him, hearing him whisper profanities under his breath. He places his hands in my hair, pushing my head further down on him as I continued to suck him off, giving whatever I couldn't fit into my mouth a hand job. "f**k, baby girl."

I swirl my tongue in figure eight motions over his tip, and look up at him. His head is tossed back and his mouth is open wide. He's going to c*m any minute now. I focus more on the head, sucking and licking as much and as best as I could. He begins to moan loudly and uncontrollably.

"F-f**k!" John moans. His body shivers and he squirts into my mouth. I swallow his load, all the while looking up at him. I wipe my mouth clean before standing up in front of him.

"There's more." I tell him. By now, he is ready for it. His hands go to my waist and he starts to slide my underwear off my body, letting it fall down to my ankles. I straddle him again and slide down on his erection.

"Happy birthday," I whisper to him, leaning in to his ear. I bite his lobe and whisper as I place my hands on his shoulders, facing him, and start to bounce up and down. His hands are at my waist, fingers pressing onto my skin, his nails marking me every so often. I moan as I pick up the pace.

"f**k," John groans. "You feel good."

"You like that?" I ask him sexily. He tosses his head back and I kiss along his neck and jawline.

John moans as I slow down, grinding my hips and rocking back and forth. I place my hands in his hair and kiss him roughly on the lips, biting at his lip now and then.

"Oh, f**k. You're so f-f*****g pleasing." He pants me as I start to bounce fast on him. The sound of our skins echo in the room. He bucks his hips up, meeting with my clit as I bounce down on him. I moan his name and pant as he grunts in pleasure.

"F-fuck." He groans. He places his hands on my back, his eyes looking up at me. His finger nails dig into my skin as I ride him. The feeling makes me closer to my high. "s**t. I'm gonna cum."

"Johnny." I moan, riding him faster. "Come on."

"Oh, princess-" He groans. His body shivers again once I feel him release into me. I begin to slow down the pace until I c*m, coming to a stop eventually.

Johnny is a panting mess as he tries to regain his breathe from his second orgasm. I lean forward and kiss his forehead.

"Happy birthday, birthday boy." I whisper.