What - oh, what - do you get for the girl who has everything? For the girl who wants for nothing? For the girl who has every piece of jewelry and every stitch of designer clothing she could ever want?
Let's see... for my sixteenth birthday, mom had bought me plane tickets to Paris for me and ten of my closest friends! And when I came home, there was a brand new hot pink convertible waiting for me in the driveway! That was a way-fun!
For my seventeenth birthday, we partied all night at an exclusive club in Madrid, then took a three week cruise up and down the Spanish coast! It was heavenly! Definitely a birthday I won't forget!
But now my 18th birthday was coming up, and I couldn't deny it - I was feeling down. I was in my bed, wearing my pink, frilly lingerie, surrounded by my favorite stuffed animals which always comforted me, when my mom came home from work to find me pouting.
"Oh, what's the matter, honey?" she asked, immediately putting down her briefcase and coming over to where I lay.
"All my birthdays have been so wonderful..." I whined. "I'm just afraid that my birthday this year can't possibly measure up! After all," I told her, motioning to my bedroom full of stuff, "I already have everything I could possibly want! It's just not fair!" Tears came to my eyes.
"There, there," said my mother, running her fingers through my long, blond hair. "I know just how you feel. But I've been working on a little idea that will really make this birthday extra special!"
"No fooling?" I asked, perking up, clutching my pillow to my chest.
"No fooling!" she said with a wicked grin. "This will be one party to remember!"
*****
Mom works downtown in a very exclusive lawfirm. She makes tons of money and is always buying me things! I love her soooo much!
***, on the other hand, could never hold down a job. He was always getting fired or laid-off. So he became a so-called stay-at-home ***. While mom's away at work, *** cleans the house and prepares dinner.
And if the place isn't entirely spic and span by the times she gets home - or if dinner is not to her liking - she becomes very, very displeased! Hee-hee! It's really fun to watch when she gets upset! Sometimes I'll make a mess on purpose - like spill some grape juice on the carpet - right before she gets home, just so she'll get angry and want to punish him! It's great fun!
The next day - after my little chat with mom - I sent invitations to all of my girlfriends. Slumber party at Candy's house! Come prepared to be entertained! they read.
Everyone was just super-excited! They kept asking me what the entertainment was going to be, but I remained tightlipped! "Just you wait!" I told them.
When the big day finally arrived, I was absolutely giddy with excitement! I could hardly eat! I could hardly concentrate on my schoolwork! Finally, I got home from school and ran upstairs to my room to change into my pajamas and put my hair into pigtails. Everything had to be just perfect!
The doorbell began ringing around 7 pm. My first friends to arrive were Marlene and Darlene.
"Hi Candy!" they both said in unison with great, wide smiles, their arms around each other's waists. "Happy birthday!" They had flaming red-hair and freckles, we could never tell them apart!
Next, there was my very best friend, Denise. Oh, Denise! Her mother was a professional dominatrix, and I think she liked to think of herself as a dominatrix-in-training. She had extremely pale skin, and long, jet-black hair. She was wearing a skin-tight black leather miniskirt with black, leather boots which came up to her knees. The boys in school were afraid of her. I don't know why, she's really super sweet once you get to know her!
So that was everyone. I had some mixed drinks ready, and we ordered the pizza.
They all flipped through fashion magazines and listened to music and gossiped about boys while I was in the kitchen making popcorn. I made five large bowls of it. The whole house smelled like a movie theater!
"Okay, girls!" I said, setting down the bowls. "It's time for tonight's entertainment!"
They all clapped and cheered.
I left the room and started calling, "Okay, come on! Come on!" Next thing they knew, I walked into the room with my own father on a leash! I tugged at it as hard as I could, really dragged him in! He was making choking sounds, like he couldn't breathe - teehee! It was too funny! I dragged him out into the center of the living room, in the middle of all my teen girlfriends. He was only wearing a pair of white underwear and he was so skinny and so pale, probably the most pathetic man you've ever seen!
"Who is that?" Marlene squealed. "Is that your ***?"
"Oh my God!" said Darlene, bringing her hand up to her mouth, trying to contain her laughter.
Everyone giggled for about five minutes, and I could see my *** was getting more and more embarrassed. "Candy..." he kept muttering. "Look, you don't have to do this, you know... I'll buy you anything you want, just please..."
"Mom said I could have anything I wanted for my birthday, and this is what I want!"
"Hey, Mr. Apples, ever see breasts as perfect as these?" asked Denise suddenly. She pulled off her shirt and bounced her perfect rack around.
"Or what about this?" The twins began kissing each other open mouthed, groping each other. Then they were laughing so hard they couldn't keep going.
My *** couldn't help but stare at them longingly, he even had some drool coming from his mouth. He got all hard!
"Look at that teeny weenie cock!" the twins yelled, breaking free from each other and pointing at it. "That is the tiniest cock we have ever seen!"
He tried to cover himself but it was too late. We all saw and were pointing and laughing at him.
"Candy... no, please... this is too much..." He looked like he was going to start crying! He turned a bright red. "Candy," he said, "You had your fun, can I go now?"
"You wouldn't want to disappoint your ******** would you? If you leave I'm gonna tell mom, and you know how upset she'll be!"
"No! Don't tell mom!"
I went and got a handful of popcorn, then called out, "Oh, Dennis? Are you around?"
"Dennis is here?" he said, looking genuinely frighted. He turned pale. "Candy... no! No!" He looked all around. "Where is he? You wouldn't do this to me, not to your ***! Please, no!"
We all laughed at him, laughed at his fear. I threw some popcorn at him.
He grabbed at a blanket and covered himself with it. He tried the doors, windows.. but they were all locked!
The other girls sat around and laughed at him, threw popcorn at him as well. It was great fun!
"We have special locks on the outside," I whispered to Denise. "We don't want him to escape, do we?"
"WHO'S DOWN THERE?" roared a very deep voice from upstairs.
My *** stopped, stricken with fear. I thought he would pee himself!
The voice was so deep and so manly that I immediately felt a warm feeling between my legs. I looked around. I could see that the other girls could feel it too. Marlene and Darlene put hands around each other and were breathing shallowly. They knew what was coming.
Denise whispered to me, "I have to hand it to you, babe. You know how to throw a party!"
"No! Please!" My *** ran up to me and got down on his hands and knees. He was begging! He was actually begging! "Your mother and I always have a safeword! What's the safe word?"
"The safe word is, Go fuck yourself!" I squealed. That cracked us all up.
"Go fuck yourself, go fuck yourself!" the twins began to chant. "Go fuck yourself!"
He looked to us all, pleading with each one . "Girls... you don't understand..!"
"WHO'S BOTHERING THE BIRTHDAY GIRL?" came the voice again.
My *** again was frozen, and again I felt the sudden sensation between my legs. I put my hand down there and rubbed a bit. Oh, it felt very, very good. I turned to Denise and gave her a wet kiss on the mouth, which she gladly received. "This is going to be good," I told her, and kissed her again. She put her hand between my legs and started playing with my clit.
Tears streamed down my ***'s face. He looked all around, seemed to be looking for a weapon he could use in self-defense.
And then, from upstairs, came Dennis.
He was a very, very large man. He was only wearing a pair of jeans. His head was shaven and he was extremely muscular. Even his muscles had muscles! We all shivered at the sight of him, he was just a perfect, perfect man! All of the girls were instantly in love with him, they got wet just looking at him. He was gorgeous! He looked straight at me!
"Your birthday today, Candy?"
I nodded vigorously, my pigtails bouncing.
"And is this loser bothering you?"
"Candy..." pleaded my *** one last time.
"SHUT YOUR MOUTH!" Dennis commanded, thrusting a finger at him. Then he turned to me and asked again. "How about it, honey? He bothering you?"
I looked into Dennis' dreamy eyes, then at my ***'s trembling, pathetic body. I looked to the faces of all my friends, all stricken with lust and delight. I watched as Marlene licked her lips, as Cindy-Lou slowly masturbated. They was actually salivating at the sight of Dennis, and at the prospect of what was about to happen!
I turned back to Dennis. Mom did say I could have whatever I wanted, after all! "Yes," I told him. "He is."
Dennis smiled. "Well, we can't have that, can we?" He cracked his knuckles, cracked his neck.
"No, Dennis, please! I still haven't healed from the last beating!" *** cowered in the corner and raised his hands to protect his face.
"Happy birthday to you..." sang Dennis, and with that, batted my ***'s trembling hand away and struck him hard in the face. "Happy birthday to you!" He sang again, and beat my *** again with his other fist. Blood went flying on the carpet.
We all squealed! A few of the girls jumped up and clapped their hands together!
"Happy birthday..." He kicked him hard in the gut. "Dear Candy...." Another kick, this time to the head! "Happy birthday... to you!" He picked up a bookend and used it to smash my ***'s face.
We all cackled in laughter, we were having trouble breathing!
"Hit him again! Hit him again!" Marlene yelled.
"Kick him in the nuts!" Darlene yelled.
Dennis did as he was asked. He was good that way, that's why mom always kept him around. He was reliable. He did what he was asked and was always very respectful about it. He proceeded to punch my father over and over again until he was totally covered in blood and bruises.
All of us girls gathered around in a circle, all wearing our pajamas. We kept throwing popcorn at him! Denise got one down his throat and he almost choked on it!
"You're such a loser, no wonder mom can't stand you!" I yelled.
But Dennis couldn't take it any longer, all these young girls! He gave *** one final kick in the gut, then turned and grabbed Denise around the waist and started sucking on her large tits.
"No, no! Do me!" yelled Marlene.
"No me!" yelled Darlene.
"No, me first! I'm the birthday girl!" I yelled. "Fuck me right in front of my ***!"
So he did, he fucked he hard, and I screamed out in pain as he did so. Holy fuck! I'd been fucked plenty of times by the boys in school - and some of the teachers - but this was something else entirely! "Oh my GOD!!!" I squealed.
My friends all laughed and clapped as he picked me up and held me in the air while thrusting his cock into me - again and again and again! I screamed out my orgasm and fell to the floor. Sticky cum dripped out of my cunt. I was breathing hard.
"I'm next!"
"No fair, I was next!"
It was like watching a bunch of girls at a carnival. They all wanted the next ride. Next up was Denise. He fucked her silly in the ass. She was dizzy. He took turns fucking us all and it was wonderful.
"Who wants seconds?"
We were all pretty dazed, but all we had to do was look at my father laying there pathetically on the floor and our juices started flowing. We all quickly stood in line to go again.
Sometime later, as the evening came to a close, I went out and got my pink Polaroid camera. I had my girlfriends take off their shirts so I could be sure to capture their perfect breasts. Dennis stood behind them with a big grin on his face. My *** lay unconscious in the foreground. His head was cocked off to one side and blood fell down the side of this mouth.
"Someone hold his head up!" I said.
Then I snapped the picture and that night I put it in my photo album. Oh, it was the best birthday ever!
Let's see... for my sixteenth birthday, mom had bought me plane tickets to Paris for me and ten of my closest friends! And when I came home, there was a brand new hot pink convertible waiting for me in the driveway! That was a way-fun!
For my seventeenth birthday, we partied all night at an exclusive club in Madrid, then took a three week cruise up and down the Spanish coast! It was heavenly! Definitely a birthday I won't forget!
But now my 18th birthday was coming up, and I couldn't deny it - I was feeling down. I was in my bed, wearing my pink, frilly lingerie, surrounded by my favorite stuffed animals which always comforted me, when my mom came home from work to find me pouting.
"Oh, what's the matter, honey?" she asked, immediately putting down her briefcase and coming over to where I lay.
"All my birthdays have been so wonderful..." I whined. "I'm just afraid that my birthday this year can't possibly measure up! After all," I told her, motioning to my bedroom full of stuff, "I already have everything I could possibly want! It's just not fair!" Tears came to my eyes.
"There, there," said my mother, running her fingers through my long, blond hair. "I know just how you feel. But I've been working on a little idea that will really make this birthday extra special!"
"No fooling?" I asked, perking up, clutching my pillow to my chest.
"No fooling!" she said with a wicked grin. "This will be one party to remember!"
*****
Mom works downtown in a very exclusive lawfirm. She makes tons of money and is always buying me things! I love her soooo much!
***, on the other hand, could never hold down a job. He was always getting fired or laid-off. So he became a so-called stay-at-home ***. While mom's away at work, *** cleans the house and prepares dinner.
And if the place isn't entirely spic and span by the times she gets home - or if dinner is not to her liking - she becomes very, very displeased! Hee-hee! It's really fun to watch when she gets upset! Sometimes I'll make a mess on purpose - like spill some grape juice on the carpet - right before she gets home, just so she'll get angry and want to punish him! It's great fun!
The next day - after my little chat with mom - I sent invitations to all of my girlfriends. Slumber party at Candy's house! Come prepared to be entertained! they read.
Everyone was just super-excited! They kept asking me what the entertainment was going to be, but I remained tightlipped! "Just you wait!" I told them.
When the big day finally arrived, I was absolutely giddy with excitement! I could hardly eat! I could hardly concentrate on my schoolwork! Finally, I got home from school and ran upstairs to my room to change into my pajamas and put my hair into pigtails. Everything had to be just perfect!
The doorbell began ringing around 7 pm. My first friends to arrive were Marlene and Darlene.
"Hi Candy!" they both said in unison with great, wide smiles, their arms around each other's waists. "Happy birthday!" They had flaming red-hair and freckles, we could never tell them apart!
Next, there was my very best friend, Denise. Oh, Denise! Her mother was a professional dominatrix, and I think she liked to think of herself as a dominatrix-in-training. She had extremely pale skin, and long, jet-black hair. She was wearing a skin-tight black leather miniskirt with black, leather boots which came up to her knees. The boys in school were afraid of her. I don't know why, she's really super sweet once you get to know her!
So that was everyone. I had some mixed drinks ready, and we ordered the pizza.
They all flipped through fashion magazines and listened to music and gossiped about boys while I was in the kitchen making popcorn. I made five large bowls of it. The whole house smelled like a movie theater!
"Okay, girls!" I said, setting down the bowls. "It's time for tonight's entertainment!"
They all clapped and cheered.
I left the room and started calling, "Okay, come on! Come on!" Next thing they knew, I walked into the room with my own father on a leash! I tugged at it as hard as I could, really dragged him in! He was making choking sounds, like he couldn't breathe - teehee! It was too funny! I dragged him out into the center of the living room, in the middle of all my teen girlfriends. He was only wearing a pair of white underwear and he was so skinny and so pale, probably the most pathetic man you've ever seen!
"Who is that?" Marlene squealed. "Is that your ***?"
"Oh my God!" said Darlene, bringing her hand up to her mouth, trying to contain her laughter.
Everyone giggled for about five minutes, and I could see my *** was getting more and more embarrassed. "Candy..." he kept muttering. "Look, you don't have to do this, you know... I'll buy you anything you want, just please..."
"Mom said I could have anything I wanted for my birthday, and this is what I want!"
"Hey, Mr. Apples, ever see breasts as perfect as these?" asked Denise suddenly. She pulled off her shirt and bounced her perfect rack around.
"Or what about this?" The twins began kissing each other open mouthed, groping each other. Then they were laughing so hard they couldn't keep going.
My *** couldn't help but stare at them longingly, he even had some drool coming from his mouth. He got all hard!
"Look at that teeny weenie cock!" the twins yelled, breaking free from each other and pointing at it. "That is the tiniest cock we have ever seen!"
He tried to cover himself but it was too late. We all saw and were pointing and laughing at him.
"Candy... no, please... this is too much..." He looked like he was going to start crying! He turned a bright red. "Candy," he said, "You had your fun, can I go now?"
"You wouldn't want to disappoint your ******** would you? If you leave I'm gonna tell mom, and you know how upset she'll be!"
"No! Don't tell mom!"
I went and got a handful of popcorn, then called out, "Oh, Dennis? Are you around?"
"Dennis is here?" he said, looking genuinely frighted. He turned pale. "Candy... no! No!" He looked all around. "Where is he? You wouldn't do this to me, not to your ***! Please, no!"
We all laughed at him, laughed at his fear. I threw some popcorn at him.
He grabbed at a blanket and covered himself with it. He tried the doors, windows.. but they were all locked!
The other girls sat around and laughed at him, threw popcorn at him as well. It was great fun!
"We have special locks on the outside," I whispered to Denise. "We don't want him to escape, do we?"
"WHO'S DOWN THERE?" roared a very deep voice from upstairs.
My *** stopped, stricken with fear. I thought he would pee himself!
The voice was so deep and so manly that I immediately felt a warm feeling between my legs. I looked around. I could see that the other girls could feel it too. Marlene and Darlene put hands around each other and were breathing shallowly. They knew what was coming.
Denise whispered to me, "I have to hand it to you, babe. You know how to throw a party!"
"No! Please!" My *** ran up to me and got down on his hands and knees. He was begging! He was actually begging! "Your mother and I always have a safeword! What's the safe word?"
"The safe word is, Go fuck yourself!" I squealed. That cracked us all up.
"Go fuck yourself, go fuck yourself!" the twins began to chant. "Go fuck yourself!"
He looked to us all, pleading with each one . "Girls... you don't understand..!"
"WHO'S BOTHERING THE BIRTHDAY GIRL?" came the voice again.
My *** again was frozen, and again I felt the sudden sensation between my legs. I put my hand down there and rubbed a bit. Oh, it felt very, very good. I turned to Denise and gave her a wet kiss on the mouth, which she gladly received. "This is going to be good," I told her, and kissed her again. She put her hand between my legs and started playing with my clit.
Tears streamed down my ***'s face. He looked all around, seemed to be looking for a weapon he could use in self-defense.
And then, from upstairs, came Dennis.
He was a very, very large man. He was only wearing a pair of jeans. His head was shaven and he was extremely muscular. Even his muscles had muscles! We all shivered at the sight of him, he was just a perfect, perfect man! All of the girls were instantly in love with him, they got wet just looking at him. He was gorgeous! He looked straight at me!
"Your birthday today, Candy?"
I nodded vigorously, my pigtails bouncing.
"And is this loser bothering you?"
"Candy..." pleaded my *** one last time.
"SHUT YOUR MOUTH!" Dennis commanded, thrusting a finger at him. Then he turned to me and asked again. "How about it, honey? He bothering you?"
I looked into Dennis' dreamy eyes, then at my ***'s trembling, pathetic body. I looked to the faces of all my friends, all stricken with lust and delight. I watched as Marlene licked her lips, as Cindy-Lou slowly masturbated. They was actually salivating at the sight of Dennis, and at the prospect of what was about to happen!
I turned back to Dennis. Mom did say I could have whatever I wanted, after all! "Yes," I told him. "He is."
Dennis smiled. "Well, we can't have that, can we?" He cracked his knuckles, cracked his neck.
"No, Dennis, please! I still haven't healed from the last beating!" *** cowered in the corner and raised his hands to protect his face.
"Happy birthday to you..." sang Dennis, and with that, batted my ***'s trembling hand away and struck him hard in the face. "Happy birthday to you!" He sang again, and beat my *** again with his other fist. Blood went flying on the carpet.
We all squealed! A few of the girls jumped up and clapped their hands together!
"Happy birthday..." He kicked him hard in the gut. "Dear Candy...." Another kick, this time to the head! "Happy birthday... to you!" He picked up a bookend and used it to smash my ***'s face.
We all cackled in laughter, we were having trouble breathing!
"Hit him again! Hit him again!" Marlene yelled.
"Kick him in the nuts!" Darlene yelled.
Dennis did as he was asked. He was good that way, that's why mom always kept him around. He was reliable. He did what he was asked and was always very respectful about it. He proceeded to punch my father over and over again until he was totally covered in blood and bruises.
All of us girls gathered around in a circle, all wearing our pajamas. We kept throwing popcorn at him! Denise got one down his throat and he almost choked on it!
"You're such a loser, no wonder mom can't stand you!" I yelled.
But Dennis couldn't take it any longer, all these young girls! He gave *** one final kick in the gut, then turned and grabbed Denise around the waist and started sucking on her large tits.
"No, no! Do me!" yelled Marlene.
"No me!" yelled Darlene.
"No, me first! I'm the birthday girl!" I yelled. "Fuck me right in front of my ***!"
So he did, he fucked he hard, and I screamed out in pain as he did so. Holy fuck! I'd been fucked plenty of times by the boys in school - and some of the teachers - but this was something else entirely! "Oh my GOD!!!" I squealed.
My friends all laughed and clapped as he picked me up and held me in the air while thrusting his cock into me - again and again and again! I screamed out my orgasm and fell to the floor. Sticky cum dripped out of my cunt. I was breathing hard.
"I'm next!"
"No fair, I was next!"
It was like watching a bunch of girls at a carnival. They all wanted the next ride. Next up was Denise. He fucked her silly in the ass. She was dizzy. He took turns fucking us all and it was wonderful.
"Who wants seconds?"
We were all pretty dazed, but all we had to do was look at my father laying there pathetically on the floor and our juices started flowing. We all quickly stood in line to go again.
Sometime later, as the evening came to a close, I went out and got my pink Polaroid camera. I had my girlfriends take off their shirts so I could be sure to capture their perfect breasts. Dennis stood behind them with a big grin on his face. My *** lay unconscious in the foreground. His head was cocked off to one side and blood fell down the side of this mouth.
"Someone hold his head up!" I said.
Then I snapped the picture and that night I put it in my photo album. Oh, it was the best birthday ever!
