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Mary and my 19th Birthday

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My Birthday is in February. The February that I turned 19 I was living in Sacramento, CA, in a room at my Grandmother's house. I had signed up for the military, and was waiting on my induction date of May something to come around.Mary and my 19th Birthday.My Birthday is in February. The February that I turned 19 I was living in Sacramento, CA, in a room at my Grandmother's house. I had signed up for the military, and was waiting on my induction date of May something to come around. In the interim, I was working at a respectable coffee shop in a well-established Hotel in the area. It kept me busy while providing me with a bit of cash, and some interaction with people.One of those people was Mary; she was one of the waitresses. She was about 25, about 5' 9" (compared to my 6') and quite slender, with wonderful breasts that would just slightly overfill my large hands (or so I would imagine late at night after a closing shift with her...). A natural redhead with obvious Irish ancestry, she had the porcelain skin and the occasional freckle, and the magic smile that made you feel as if you and her were alone in the universe.I knew she lived with a guy (her ostensible boyfriend), and although I lusted after her as only a 19-year-old male can I never expected it to go anywhere. She was older and more sophisticated than I, and (I assumed) already spoken for by Ed -- her live-in male friend -- whom I liked despite myself. I had many a masturbatory delight imagining her hands on my ass or cock; instead of the light brushes or brief hugs I actually got from her.Mary proved to be an independent type, with a quick mind and a sly wit. We exchanged plenty of banter, and lots of innuendo over the first few months I worked there. Then Christmas came around.One of the other waitresses held a Christmas party for the 28 and under crowd in the Coffee Shop. I was the youngest there, and was sort of the 'baby' since I couldn't legally drink, being under 21. Beer and wine flowed, and most of the partiers were fairly well sloshed in a relatively short time. I didn't drink much at that time in my life (the military would change that), and thus had probably less than a beer in me, but I had smoked a pipe full of good Humboldt herb before going in, and was thus in a fairly mellow state of mind.I chit-chatted with some of the other waitresses, shot the breeze with some of the guys, and basically found a quiet chair off to the side, where I could watch the girls dance without being too obvious. I expected to be sliding out the door soon, as no hook-up seemed likely, and I felt somewhat out of place. Then Mary walked in...Well, technically Mary and Ed walked in, but I was blind to Ed; all I could see was Mary. Mary in the most wonderful and exciting green dress I had ever seen. She was gorgeous. I had never seen her in anything but the frumpy polyester uniform they inflicted on the women at work.The dress was sparkly, it had a shine and a texture to it that I can see and feel even today. Mary had a matching purse, and shoes as well. I must have stared like a stuffed owl. She was so perfect. The dress was cut down well below her breasts, and while the front and back came to her knees, the sides were cut almost up to the hip. She and Ed made the rounds, and came to rest near my perch. Ed was proceeding to get very drunk, very rapidly, while Mary was demurely sipping on a glass of Champagne. They stood by me for a short while, and we exchanged pleasantries and some general observations about the crowd. I was so hard that I dared not get up, my erection was straining against my 80's-tight Levi's. Mary kept smiling at me while looking directly into my eyes, and each moment that she blessed me with the favor of her bright green eyes, I felt as if electricity was jolting through my groin.That is when Ed walked away. I couldn't believe it. He went over by the keg to chat with the "guys" and get drunker faster. In doing so, he left the beautiful, sexy, incredible Mary (and I swear at this point I could smell her juices already starting to flow) to me; the guy who worked with her until 2:00 in the morning 4 or 5 nights a week. The guy who gave her little backrubs, and would think of any reason to brush the palm of his hand across her face. The guy who had 7 inches of hard cock straining against his thin jeans, just waiting for the hint of a possibility to just properly kiss this beautiful woman.In what seemed like an instant, Mary looked toward my crotch and whispered, "Can I have a seat?" I stated to get up to give her my chair, but she placed a hand on my chest and cooed "No, don't get up; I want to sit on you".Needless to say I was so tuned on by this little statement that my whole being shook to the core. I sat up in the hard-backed chair just a bit, and my throbbing cock lay down along my right inner thigh. It seemed as though Mary was moving in slow motion as her beautiful, tight, pearly white ass descended toward my crotch. I could see that it WAS pearly white, since she was (obvious to me, but not to a casual observer) not wearing panties.As her beautiful rump was descending toward my eager crotch, she seemed to shiver, for just a moment. At that point, I put up my hands to try and catch her, and my right hand somehow wound up on her bare pussy. I could feel her slick juices on my fingers, and thought I might have brushed against her clitoris for just a moment. Mary let out a very slight groan and then settled her ass firmly on my leg, with her glorious valley in direct contact with my pulsating cock through the thin denim that separated our throbbing genitals.Mary ground back against me, and I could feel the heat from her pussy, and could feel her juices starting to soak into my jeans. I ground back against her, and used my kegel muscles to pulsate my cock against her. In the meanwhile I was struggling to keep my hands from straying to her tender breasts, as that would be too obvious. Instead, I pressed my palms down on her thighs, and she arched her back. I dragged my strong hands along the top of her knees, all the way back to where her panties would be, if she was wearing any. Mary squirmed in delight, arched her back so far she was looking at me upside down, and I could feel three waves of pleasure wash through her as she jerked her pelvis forward across my cock one, twice, thrice.Shortly thereafter it was time to leave. I went back home and must have jerked off 5 times before I could get myself to sleep. I dreamed about Mary for weeks. At work we continually flirted and sassed each other, and now and then she would let me press against her from the back, and she would wiggle her delightfully firm buttocks against my raging hard-on. I still never really believed it would go anywhere, but what a beautiful fantasy, and what amazing fuel for my masturbatory fires. I must have sacrificed gallons of sperm to the altar of Mary, feverishly fucking my greased-up hand while thinking of those juices running into my pants, and coating my cockThings continued in this vein for weeks, until my birthday (late February) came around. I usually worked the closing shift, and would normally sleep until mid to late afternoon. On the day of my birthday, pounding on the door at around 11:00 in the morning wakened me. My Grandmother worked at one of the local colleges, and I was alone in the house. I tried to turn over and ignore what I assumed was a salesperson (these sort of things still existed back in the mid 80's). But the knocking persisted, so I crabbily crawled naked out of bed, dragging a blanket with me, which I loosely wrapped around my waist. I figured if the damn salesperson was going to get me up, I would be as obnoxious as possible.My surprise when I opened the door was so complete it must have been comical. As I looked out onto the doorstep, I saw a flash of brilliant red hair, and an expanse of white flesh. It was Mary, and in the chill of winter she was wearing an overcoat with naught but a halter-top made from a bright green bandanna and a pair of fairly extreme "Daisy Dukes" on underneath. In one hand she held a bottle of champagne, in the other a single red rose. My blanket fell towards the floor and my cock sprung to full attention. In a moment worthy of the movies, the light blanket caught on my erection, and draped itself in front of me almost like a bridal veil.Mary smiled at me in a manner that told me she was quite happy to see my firm cock at full attention for her. She glanced up and down my naked body appreciatively, and slipped inside the door.She breathed, "Happy Birthday, you little stud" into my ear, and then waltzed into the kitchen looking for glasses for the champagne. I sort of sat on a stool at the bar in my Grandmother's kitchen and watched in fascination as Mary looked through the cabinets (each time she reached, the movement would bare a portion of the underside of her beautiful breasts, and her nipples were completely erect and staining against the nearly sheer fabric of the bandanna. My blanket was a forgotten puddle near the door, and my cock was brushing the underside of the counter.Things get a bit blurry, but we drank champagne, and shared some other mood-enhancing substances that Mary thoughtfully provided. We turned my stereo up to obscene levels and dirty danced like (it seemed) nobody had ever dirty danced before. Eventually Mary led me most decisively to my bed, tearing off the halter-top, exposing her incredible breasts. They were firm and high, with aureole about the size of a quarter, and nipples that put pencil erasers to shame. Her alabaster skin was somehow partially translucent, and the blue veins were easy to trace under her skin. So trace them I did; with my tongue and with my fingers. The more attention I paid to her breasts, the harder her nipples became, until they were like little bits of rubber to my probing tongue and gentle teeth. Her areolae also became more crinkled and brighter red the more attentions I paid to her delightfully firm c-cups.At this point, Mary placed a hand on my moderately hirsute chest and pushed me down and back into the softness of the warm bed. She shuffled a pillow under my ass, and generally tugged me into a position where she had access to my cock, balls, and to some degree, my ass. She then peeled off those ever so obscene Daisy Dukes, revealing a neatly trimmed, fire-red patch of pubic hair atop the most perfect set of vaginal lips I have ever encountered. She stood upright at that moment, standing above me with her legs touching mine as I lay on the bed with my feet on the floor. She slowly took her left hand and spread he labia apart so I could see the juices run out of her hole and down her exquisite thigh. With her right hand, she grasped my cock and held it steady. She bent, sort of awkwardly, at her knees and fell forward a bit onto the bed. This brought her two hands (left hand opening herself wide, right hand guiding my ever-so-eager cock) quite close together, and my purple cockhead brushed gently through her pubic hair, slid down across her lips, and wound up with giving my (now very slick) cock an amazing twist of the wrist. My legs came involuntarily toward my chest, and I hissed slightly as I felt a large globule of pre-cum roll out of the tip of my penis.Now Mary pushed me all the way back, and grasped my shaft with both hands. I was completely slick with both her juices and my pre-come. She gave me a two-fisted tug about three times, and I thought I would explode, but then she relinquished her grasp. That was when she lowered her head, with her brilliant red hair falling down on all sides, and took my cock into her mouth.This was heaven. Mary's beautiful breasts were brushing the base of my cock, while her hands fluttered up and down the shaft, and her lovely, warm mouth was firmly engaged upon my throbbing head. I lay back and relaxed into the soft mattress while Mary coaxed the come closer and closer to the head of my cock. Just when I thought I would explode, I caught Mary's chin in my hand and gently said "Stop now, or I will shoot all over you". She smiled a very, very devious smile, and let go of my feverishly hot and throbbing dick. She rummaged briefly in her tiny shorts, and came up with a small folded corner of a magazine page, with a small amount of Cocaine in it. She proceeded to place a dusting of powder on my cock, and then lowered her head again and then proceeded to suck me like she was drowning and my cock was providing oxygen. This continued for somewhere around 10 minutes, at which point I thought I would loose it for sure -- but then Mary stopped. I swear, one more second and I would have dumped the mother load on her chin; but she caught me just short. Her fingers were tickling my balls and my asshole, and I found myself wishing she would go a bit further and penetrate me.Now that she had my attention, she told me it was her turn. She took the remaining coke and ostentatiously spread it on her inner labia, and slowly dipped her finger into her hole before spreading her juices mixed with the coke onto her clitoris, and then slurping and sucking the accumulated juices off of her fingers.At this point I was more than happy to flip her over, catch her legs over my shoulders, and dive into her beautiful steaming muff. I teased her in every way I knew how; pressing the bridge of my nose into close contact with her clitoris, so red and bright when coaxed out from it's protective hood. At the same time I was stretching my tongue towards her G-spot, in hopes of making magic for her.I'm not certain how long I had her pinned there, flaying her pussy with my tongue, then moving up to kiss her with her juices all over my face, and moving down slightly to worship her magnificent heaving breasts. All the while my hands were on her nipples, on her clit, and her mons pubis, providing that pressure that feels so Devine. I do recall Mary panting in my ear as my mouth nipped at her delicate throat, my cock was firmly in her hands, and my fingers were lodged in her pussy. She thrust hard against my hand, shuddered from the top of her head to the bottom of her spine (and believe me, I could feel it) and suddenly her pussy contracted around my fingers and fluid gushed out of her like water from a balloon. Her jerks and starts and minor ripples lasted for minutes, and I was hot enough to burn steel.I unlocked from Mary's passionate kisses and breathless protests, and I grabbed the pillow that had at one point been under my ass, quickly scrunching it under Mary's for a quick round of turn-about. Once again, I caught her legs up under my arms, pressing my advantage until Mary was bent nearly in two, with my cock straining towards her hungry pussy, and her feet somewhere around her ears.I squiggled into position so that the brilliant purple head of my throbbing erection was positioned just outside of her gates of paradise. I held with my cockhead just touching her inner lips, and waited for her reaction. Just as I thought, her hungry pussy reached for me in a complicated twist of her hips, and suddenly I was gasping at the heat that engulfed my manhood.I suddenly came awake as I felt the head of my cock brush against her cervix -- our pubic mounds were pressed together, our hands groping at each others asses for purchase, trying beyond reason to melt out genitals together in to one big slippery warm mass of pleasure.I remember grasping her wonderfully resilient buttocks in each hand and plowing as deep as my cock could reach. I felt as if a lightning rod was running from the top of my skull out through the head of my cock. Everything was so slick and wet, her juices and mine, out mutual sweat, the heat of the moment. At some instant, my right middle finger slid neatly into her asshole, and Mary bore down on it and my cock like they were all that mattered in the universe.I was surprised (but very exited) at the sudden turn of events, I had experienced anal sex before, but the sensation of my cock in May's pussy sliding against my middle finger in her amazing ass was just unbelievable. I could feel her asshole winking around my probing finger, and her cunt spasmed around my cock. I lifted myself clear for one more stroke, pulling back until my cockhead was just barely inside of her. Just as I began my descent back into her burning pussy She made a small shift to one side and suddenly my index finger popped into her ass alongside my middle finger. This had the effect of creating a slight valley between my two fingers that my cock was happy to follow from the other side. The friction this produced was too much for me, and too much for Mary; we both screamed our release as my fingers shot out of her beautiful asshole and my cock plunged deeper still. I felt as though I was coming from the bottom of my feet, and that my release would blow the top of my head off. Mary shuddered against me in slowly decreasing orgasms, until I thought my cock would disintegrate from pleasure. The aftershocks continued for some 20 minutes.That was just the first timeLet me know if you want more...