EXTRACT FOR
Birthday Sex
(Darren G. Burton)

Hotrod





Alex had been contacted through an adult dating site. After being on the site for six months he'd only managed to meet up very occasionally with someone for fleeting sexual encounters. It had been a while since his last 'date', so he was both surprised, and pleased, when he'd received the email a few hours ago.

As he sat in front of his computer he read through the initial email again; which, in essence, basically invited him around for a woman's birthday to help her celebrate. The author of the email said at the end that her friend really needs a 'good birthday fuck!'. Alex had replied and requested photos of said birthday girl and, to his surprise, expecting her to be overweight and ugly, she was quite slim and attractive. The girl who emailed him also looked quite cute in the photos on her profile.

After writing down the residential address and phone number from the second email he'd received, Alex switched off his computer and decided it was time to get ready for his date.

Following a shave, some personal grooming - facial and other zones - and a long shower, he dressed casually in jeans, a white shirt and slip-on shoes. Alex had a small shot of tequila to loosen up, then left the house and drove to the address he'd written down earlier. It was only a ten minute drive away and shortly he was pulling up outside the house.

Alex got out of the car and walked up the pathway to the front door. He wasn't the slightest bit nervous. There was no reason to be. He enjoyed these rather mysterious and spontaneous encounters. The anticipation of meeting strange women for sex, and not quite knowing what to expect, excited him immensely. That's why he was on the adult dating site to begin with.

He knocked on the door, could hear rock music playing at a moderate level inside. There was no answer so he knocked again, more loudly this time. A moment later he heard the music being turned down a notch, then soon after a lock disengaging. The door swung open to reveal the young woman who'd sent the email earlier.

She grinned. "Hotrod! Come in." 'Hotrod' was his screen name on the adult website. Alex stepped inside. "I'm Cherie. Come meet my friends." He tailed her into the living room, where two other girls were waiting expectantly, glasses of champagne in hand. "This is Sandy. And this is the birthday girl, Jordan."

"Happy birthday," he said and kissed Jordan on the cheek.

"Sit down and get comfortable, Alex," Cherie chirped. "Would you like a drink? We've got beer, wine, or champagne."

"Just a wine will be fine," he said.

Cherie grinned again. "Very poetic." She disappeared into the kitchen briefly and returned with a glass of chilled white.

Alex sipped it immediately and smiled at birthday girl, Jordan. 

Sandy said, "You don't mind if we watch?"

He shook his head. "I'm fine with that." The thought of an audience watching him pleasure their friend turned him on no end.

"What about photos?" Cherie asked him. "Of you two doing it?"

Alex shrugged. "Fine with that too." It was only then that he noticed the camera sitting on a side table waiting for the debaucherous action to get under way. He turned to Jordan. "So, how old are you today?"

"Twenty-three," she replied with a tipsy twinkle in her eyes. "How old are you? About twenty-nine?"

Alex smiled. "Not quite. I'm twenty-six. Not that it means anything."

Sandy picked up the camera, aimed it at Jordan and watched the image on the LCD screen on the back. "Give her a birthday kiss, Hotrod."

"And make it a sizzling one," Cherie chimed in.