The Stormy Morning
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Chapter 13: Shelly’s Story - The Birthday Party
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 13: Shelly’s Story - The Birthday Party - June goes out for a morning run, when a storm comes upon her. She makes it to her garage safely, bringing in a young girl going to school with her, upon which an erotic workout ensues.
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Seeing April in Columbus was great! And fucking the night before the marathon was hot.
In my mind, in my fantasies, we were going to fuck after the marathon, too, when we got home. Ha! Fat chance! We were both so tired that we fell asleep once we got into the house, and by the time we woke up, she had to go back to the University, which sucked. But I knew I would see her again.
I won’t lie – it sucked sometimes, seeing May and my mom cuddling under a blanket while we watched TV. I mean, they were both totally in love, and that was great, but my passion was going to be gone for prolonged periods, and we missed each other badly.
Yeah, we talked and chatted on the phone a lot ... but it wasn’t quite the same. Sure, seeing her naked was great – but holding her felt a whole lot better.
It didn’t take me long to recover from the half, so I started running again a few days later. It felt good and was an effective way to expend that extra energy.
A week after the half, April let me know she was not going to be back for Thanksgiving, which sucked – but I guess she was doing well at school. It sounded like she had taken a lot of extra classes, was working at a couple of observatories, and was getting a name for herself out there.
There was a podcast done by one of the big names, you know which one I’m talking about. Anyhow, she was on a couple of panels on his show, discussing the origin of the galaxy and showing off her brains. Of course, I watched them, and she was so cute and so clever!
Mom, May, and I had a great Thanksgiving, but it wasn’t the same without April. Yeah, we video chatted for, like, five hours – but watching her cum on there was different from being the reason she was cumming.
Of course, I came, too. But that is a given, right?
My birthday is in early December, and I was getting increasingly bummed about not seeing April. It had been since the Half. I missed her like mad, and seeing May and Mom cuddling each night made it even harder. Sure, I could have just spent the evenings alone in my own house – but it wasn’t the same! I love May and My Mom, too, and I enjoy spending time with them.
I was missing April so much, it hurt.
We had a nice little birthday party at Mom’s house, Mom, May, and I that night. Nothing was too big, but Mom did get me some nice running shoes and some adorable running outfits.
May got me a buttplug. The bitch! But it was a nice buttplug and must have cost a lot of money. She was red and giggled the whole time I opened it and looked at it. Mom just put her face in her palm. I was giggling and probably pretty red, too.
We had a delicious meal and some cake, and I told them I was going to chat with April for a little bit at my place. They were okay with that, though I thought to myself as I left that they were acting strangely.
When I got into my house, I could swear I could hear some music in the distance, which was weird because I had not left the music on.
And I found the bedroom door closed, which was also weird because I never left it closed.
OK, yeah, I admit – I am not exactly the expert in suspense here. You know what was going on.
When I opened the door, there was April in our bed, naked, lying on her back, looking at me with all of the love in the world.
And her legs were spread.
And there was cake spread all over her pussy! With lit candles!
I kinda stood there in the doorway in a trance, not believing my eyes. I swore we had only talked a couple of hours ago, and she was in her dorm room, hundreds of miles away. Now she was here, looking sexy and all, in our bed.
“Uh ... honey ... please blow out these candles ... they are getting a little hot here.”
I snapped out of my trance, giggled, bounded to the bed, and gave her a massive kiss on her lips. She returned it, then broke it off quickly.
“Seriously, blow them out, please? I didn’t know they were going to be like this!”
Laughing, I dropped between her legs, blew out the candles in a big, dramatic blow that caused her to give a BIG sigh of relief, then removed the candles.
OK. They were a bit hot. I took them to the bathroom, put them in the sink, and ran some water on them.
I then bounded back into the bedroom with a giggle, looking at my beautiful birthday present, who lay in the bed, hand on her chest, looking up at me all sexy like and everything.
“You planned this all along!”
She grinned and nodded.