**The Birthday Surprise**

I’ve known Natalie since she was a kid—her dad and I go way back. But damn, watching her grow up was something else. At 23, she wasn’t just beautiful; she was *fuckable* in a way that made my 48-year-old dick twitch every time she bent over or flashed me that killer smile.

Tonight was her birthday party, and we ended up alone in the kitchen after everyone else passed out drunk. She leaned against the counter, her tight little dress riding up just enough to tease.

“You’ve been staring all night, Luis,” she said, sipping her drink with a smirk.

“Can’t help it,” I admitted, stepping closer. “You look fucking incredible.”

She didn’t back away. Just bit her lip and let her legs part slightly. That was all the invitation I needed.

I grabbed her waist and pulled her against me, feeling her tits press into my chest. Her breath hitched as I cupped her ass, squeezing hard. “You sure about this, princess?” I growled.

“Shut up and kiss me.”

I crashed my lips onto hers, sucking her tongue into my mouth. She moaned, grinding her pussy against my thigh as I slipped a hand under her dress. No panties—fuck. My fingers slid through her slick folds, and she gasped when I circled her clit.

“You’re so fucking wet,” I muttered, pushing two fingers inside her.

She whimpered, clinging to my shoulders as I worked her tight little cunt. “God, Luis, you feel so good…”

I pulled my fingers out, coated in her juices, and sucked them clean. Her eyes darkened. “Bedroom. Now.”

I didn’t need telling twice. I lifted her onto the counter, hiked up her dress, and buried my face between her legs.

Her pussy was *perfect*—pink, swollen, dripping. I licked her from hole to clit, sucking hard until she arched and cried out. “Fuck, yes! Don’t stop!”

I didn’t. I ate her like a starving man, fucking her with my tongue until her thighs trembled.

Then I stood, unzipped my jeans, and let my cock spring free—thick, hard, and aching.

Natalie bit her lip as she wrapped her fingers around me. “Jesus, you’re huge.”

“Take it slow,” I warned, but she was already lowering herself onto me.

Her pussy gripped me like a vice, wet and so fucking tight. She moaned as I filled her, inch by inch, until I was balls-deep.

“Fuck, Luis…” she panted, rolling her hips.

I grabbed her ass and started thrusting, hard and deep. She gasped with every stroke, her nails digging into my arms.

“Tell me you love it,” I growled.

“Yes! Fuck me, daddy!”

*Christ.* That did it. I slammed her against the wall, pounding into her until the counter rattled.

She came first—screaming, her pussy clamping down on me. I followed, filling her up so hard she whimpered.

As we caught our breath, she smirked. “Happy birthday to me.”