A Sweet Birthday Surprise :

A Sweet Birthday Surprise


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"Delicious. It's not too sweet, so I can eat it. The coffee flavor is the best."

Seeing John happily devouring it made me happy too.

"Really!? I'm so glad. I was worried if I made it right. Congratulations, John."

"Haha, it's really delicious. Thank you."

John's usually cool, crumpled smile was dazzlingly bright... I moved my mouth to hide my embarrassment.

"...Alright! I'll eat too!"

I went to the refrigerator in high spirits and took out whipped cream, chocolate sauce, and mixed berry jam.

"Here comes Lisa's special jam. I've never seen you run out of it. You really like it, huh?"

Today is my boyfriend John's birthday.

For John, who doesn't like sweet things, I made a gateau chocolat with bitter chocolate.

To make John, who loves coffee, happy, I also spread coffee filling between the layers of the cake.

I put whipped cream, chocolate sauce, and berry jam on the plate.

"Enjoy it while changing the flavors."

"Mmm! The whipped cream makes the bitter taste just right! The chocolate is rich, and the berry jam refreshes the heavy taste with its acidity! It's the best!"

Seeing me laugh, John suddenly stopped his fork and started thinking.

"Changing flavors, huh... That's good too."

"Huh? What's wrong, John?"

I looked at John, who was nodding to himself, with a question mark floating above my head, while eating the cake and peeking at him.

"This is really easy to eat because it's not too sweet, but changing the flavors like you do might be good too."

When I was puzzled by John's smirk, he took a bite of the cake and added whipped cream.

Then he fed it to me... Why is he smirking?

Wait, John's face is close...?

"Mmm, mmm!"

John kissed me. His hand quickly moved to the back of my head, stroking behind my ear.

"No, stop."

Even though he knows I'm weak behind my ears, he doesn't stop caressing me.

Because I opened my mouth, he took the cake and melted cream that I hadn't swallowed yet.

We tasted chocolate and cream from each other's tongues.

"...Hah, John, the cake!"

"Huh? The cake was sweet. I don't know if the cake is sweet or your tongue is sweet."

John pretended not to know, but he couldn't hide his smile.

"Sweet. It's sweet, but... I can still eat more if it's with you, Lisa."

"What, ah!"

With a soft sound, my upper body was wrapped in something soft.

Oh, I had put a cushion behind me...

"Hey, John, what are you doing...?"

"What do you mean... I'm eating dessert."

John smiled mischievously and dropped a piece of cake and whipped cream between my collarbones.

And then...

"Mmm, no, stop, ah."

He licked it off.

"...Sweet."

John put the plate with the cake on the floor and took a small bite.

Then he started chewing while licking the remaining cream on my collarbone.

I think he's doing it on purpose.

When I felt his soft mucous membrane on my thin skin, I realized how close he was.

John's hair tickled my neck.

"There should be some sweet fruit here too..."

"Mmm, mmm."

John tried to find my peak through my clothes, pressing his fingers in circles.

"Ah, found it."

Then he pinched it between his thumb and index finger.

"Ah, no."

As he twisted his fingers, my peak started to respond immediately.

"It feels good. You're cute, Lisa."

His hand slipped under my shirt, and in a few seconds, he skillfully removed my top and bra.

Then John took the chocolate sauce and carelessly poured it on my chest.

"The color of chocolate on your white skin... It looks delicious."

John smiled mischievously and started licking the sauce from under my breast.

I felt embarrassed as my chest changed shape under his touch.

He licked it off in order, but he didn't lick the sauce on my nipples and moved his lips to the sauce on the other breast.

I felt embarrassed for expecting it, but I wanted stimulation there where I was being teased.

I knew I was looking at him with a longing face...

Seeing me twitch occasionally, John happily started to bring my breasts together.

And just as the peaks were about to touch...

"Ah, mmm, no."

He started devouring both of them.

He lightly bit my areola and played with the small fruits inside with his tongue.

"Ah, ah, wait, John!"

"You look like you're feeling good, so I won't stop."

"...My chest is sweeter than usual."

Of course, it is. Because you're licking chocolate sauce...

"Mmm, hah... You don't like sweet things, but this is rare."

"I don't like sweet snacks much, but with you, Lisa, it's different. I still want more."

"John... You have chocolate on you."

"Huh? Can you take it off?"

I placed my hand on John's neck and pulled him closer for a kiss.

The chocolate sauce that got on his ear when he licked my body.
I quickly licked it off and inserted my tongue into his ear.

I moved my tongue persistently, just like he did to me.

"Lisa, stop."

"No, I won't stop."

I deliberately let more saliva on my tongue and made a sound.

I'm sure the sound of water echoed in his mind.

John's face showed a hint of agony.

His cheekbones were slightly pink, making him look cuter than usual.

Seeing John in agony made me feel even wetter.

Chup, kuchu, pichu...

The TV was still on, but I could clearly hear the sound.

When I lightly bit his ear cartilage, John moaned.

"Hah, ah."

It seems he likes this.

Thinking I had him, I lightly bit his cartilage and licked the outline of his ear with my tongue.

"Mmm!"

Unable to bear it, John quickly sat up.

"You did it... Are you ready for payback?"

"Huh!?"

John, with a gleam in his eye, took off his shirt.

His moderately muscular body and not overly defined abs were enticing.

As I stared, he easily lifted my waist and placed his shirt underneath me.

Then he quickly removed my fluffy shorts and panties.

"I haven't changed the flavors enough yet."

With a mischievous smile, John placed whipped cream, chocolate sauce, and berry jam within his reach.

Oh no...

It was too late when I realized.

He put a little whipped cream and berry jam on my pubic bone.

"Body sushi is really something..."

He took a little whipped cream with his tongue and licked from the bottom to the top of the groove between my soft flesh.

"Ah."

"Wow, even though it's cream and jam, it's really stringy."

"...Don't say that! It's embarrassing!"

"The embarrassment is the best part."

"Mmm, hah, ah!"

John continued to scoop cream and jam with his fingers and spread it on my secret bud while licking it all over.

"Stop, no, ah!"

His soft lips and occasionally hard tongue tip teased me, and every lick sent heat from my clitoris.

"Mmm, it's hot! Wait, no!"

Even though I said no, he didn't stop.

It felt so good I thought I might lose my mind.

"Wow, Lisa, your honey is overflowing from here."

John said happily, tapping my entrance with his finger.

"No, not there!"

"That means it's good, right?"

"Ah, ah!"

With a squelching sound, John's finger entered me.

"Haha, it's twitching, and it's so soft inside. It's erotic."

"Mmm, no, ah, ah."

His finger moved irregularly, bending and thrusting.

My voice became increasingly high-pitched.

"The cake and the present were delicious and made me happy, but... This is the best."

John said, fingering me while vacuuming my clitoris.

Slurp, slurp...

"Ah! No, not there!"

My clitoris was hot...!

His finger bent towards my G-spot, searching for my most sensitive spot.

"Ah, ah!"

With a splash, something scattered as soon as John moved his face away from my secret part.

"You squirted. That's amazing. It's super exciting..."

"No! It's embarrassing! Stop it!"

"...Impossible. I've never seen you feel this good before."

Happily, John spread jam all over my groove again, immediately licking it off and vacuuming it...

His tongue moved unpredictably, and I couldn't think of anything.

Slurp, slurp, slurp...

Then John's finger stopped thrusting at a certain point and started rubbing around it.

"Ah! No, I'm going to come! Sucking at the same time, no!"

Within a minute of him rubbing that spot, I came, my legs trembling.

It was the first time I came with just one finger while being sucked.

"You came hard. Did it feel good?"

"...!"

It was too embarrassing to say, so I turned my head to the side.

"Shall we go to bed?"

John easily lifted me in a bridal carry and placed me on the bed. When I saw John's tense lower body, my face turned hot.

Enjoying it, John immediately inserted two fingers into me.

"Ah, why! I just came!"

"Why? Because I want to see you feel even better."

John started sucking my clitoris again while fingering me with varying intensity.

"No, not there! No!"

"Haha, it's here. I remember now."

"No, stop! Ah, I'm coming!"

John seemed to have memorized my good spots.

Even though I came again quickly, he didn't stop fingering me or licking my clitoris.

"No! I'm going to come again!"

"Come as much as you want. I'll drive you crazy."

"No, I can't!"

I was really about to come.

If he continued for two more seconds, I would have definitely come.

But suddenly, his fingers popped out.

"...John? What's wrong, ah!"

Thrust!

John roughly thrust his sheathed member into me.

Even though I was stopped just before coming, I couldn't hold back and came immediately from the sudden intrusion.

"...! Tight..."

John, with slightly red eyes, looked up at the sky while exhaling.

Usually, he starts moving right away, and I can only feel the overlapping skin of our lower bodies after he comes, so I was happy to be stuck together now.

I wrapped my legs around John's waist and clung to him.

"...Hah... This tightness feels really good. It feels like being wrapped."

"I feel good being stuck together too."

We hugged each other and savored the happiness.

"Hey, John, I love you... I love you so much."

"...Saying that now is unfair."

With a shy face, John's hardness inside me twitched and stiffened.

Feeling immensely happy, I whispered my love and kissed John.

"...I don't know what will happen tonight."

"Hold me a lot."

That night became the most instinctual night ever.

Every time we said we loved each other, the depths of our bodies ached, and love overflowed.

Just before I fell asleep, a warm kiss was placed on my forehead.

That night, I had a very happy dream and slept well.

Fin.



A devoted storyteller, intertwining romance and desire. Loves crafting tales by the fire. Resides in a cozy city apartment filled with art and soft lighting.

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