"Birthday Surprise"
Note: the Annie Kirk series is not a sequential story. The series is comprised of separate fantasies about a real person. Some of the stories were inspired by an erotic photograph she sent where I created a story around the image. Other stories are inspired by real-life elements, but they are not descriptions of real events. This story was an original fantasy drawn from real-life elements.
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Anny checked her watch once more. Only 2 minutes had passed since she checked it last. It was only 6:53. He wasn't due to pick her up until 7:00. She knew he would be on time, but her impatience made waiting difficult. It was her birthday; he was taking her out for a special evening, and he was typically vague about his plans. He always had a plan, but he never fully shared it with her. He would drop little hints but nothing that ever helped her figure it out. He liked to keep her on edge. He said he was taking her to a private, members only club for a special dinner and show. He hesitated before saying, "show," like he couldn't think of the right word and that was the best he could come up with. As she tried to envision the evening, there was a knock on the door.
She opened the door and saw his smiling face. He had on a suit and tie and looked very handsome. She melted when she saw him. He stepped inside and she fell into his arms. He gave her a long, passionate kiss. She didn't want to stop, but he pulled away, and said, "Happy Birthday baby. Let me look at you." She could feel his eyes look right through her clothes as if he was seeing her naked. Well, she almost was. Underneath her red, lightweight, wool coat, she wore nothing but garters, stockings, panties, and a bra, just as he asked.
"Let me see," he said. She unbuttoned the coat and pulled it open, exposing herself. "Oh my god, you are so beautiful. I love that red coat, you know it's my favorite color on you. I want to take you right now."
"Why don't you then," Anny offered.
"Don't tease. We'll be late, and this is your special night." He said. He thought for a second, and then said, "Let's make a small wardrobe adjustment though before we go."
"Considering what I have on, I'm not sure there is much to adjust," replied Anny.
"Here," he said, holding out what looked like some kind of device, "take off your panties and put this on."
"What is it?" Anny asked, a little surprised.
"It's a butterfly baby. It fits over your clit and the straps hold it in place," he explained.
"You mean like a Venus Butterfly?" she asked. She had seen them on websites and knew what they were, but she'd never seen one in person. And she certainly had never worn one.
"Exactly," he said with some excitement.
"You want me to wear this? Tonight? At dinner?" she questioned.
"Yes Anny. I want you to wear this out the door, in the car, on the walk into the club, while we're having dinner and for as long as I tell you to," he said with a slight sternness in his voice. "Can you do that for me?" he asked.
Anny replied on command, "Yes, of course sir. Anything you ask, I will do for you." She saw the pleased look on his face when she offered herself to him. There was never any question in her mind, she had told him many times that she was his to have as he pleased. The only limits they agreed on was there would be no sharing. They both agreed that sex with other people was not something they wanted. Other than that, the limits of their boundaries were not well defined. What Anny didn't realize, was that tonight those boundaries were going to be tested.
Anny finished positioning the butterfly into place and looked up. He had something in his hand and when he pressed the button, she felt the sudden vibration on her clit. Her knees almost buckled. "Oh My God," exclaimed Anny. She reached for his shoulder to steady herself, and then it stopped. She took a couple of deep breaths and then bent down to pick up her panties.
"No," he commanded. "No panties, and," he added, "take off your bra too. The garter, stockings and butterfly are the only thing you will be wearing underneath."
"Okay," she answered obediently. Even though her coat easily covered everything and wasn't see through, she felt naked.
The members won't be able to keep their eyes off of you." Anny blushed at the thought of being the center of attention. She just wanted to spend time with him and be close to him.
He opened the passenger door to the car. As she got in, she realized there was no way of getting out of the car without flashing her pussy to the valet. What she didn't realize, was that by then she wouldn't care.
They pulled away from the hotel and turned the first corner. As soon as the hotel was out of site, she felt a low vibration begin in her pussy. Her head jerked to the left, but he was looking straight ahead as if nothing was happening. He held the remote in his hands as he held the wheel. The vibration was low, but it felt good. She tipped head back and enjoyed the feeling building in her pussy.
She quickly learned about the second button. She felt a sudden increase in the vibration. This time he looked over at her, a wry smile on his face. Her eyes opened wide, her lips parted, her breathing started to get heavy. As the sensation got more intense, she closed her eyes, opened her legs, and felt it building deep inside her. Her hips started rocking in her seat, her back arched, it was coming, only seconds away, and then, nothing. He shut it off before her orgasm arrived. Her chest was heaving and she could feel her juices dripping out of her.
"Oh baby, please," she pleaded. "I really want to cum."
He just looked at her with an evil grin, shaking his head slowly side to side.
She had no idea which direction they went in, how long they had been driving or how much longer they had to go. As her breathing slowed and normalized, she felt it again. A soft, gentle vibration. It didn't take much for her aching clit to swell in response. He turned up the speed little by little. This time though she felt his hand slide under the lapel of her coat and find her swollen nipple. He squeezed and pulled on her nipple while the vibration got faster and faster. She felt it again, building deep inside her pussy like a rolling wave building momentum. She arched her back, moans escaping her lips, and then it stopped again. Her body collapsed in her seat. It felt like an electric current running through her body, paralyzing her and making her hands shake.
She didn't hear the man's voice at first. "Excuse me, ma'am," she heard the second time. The valet extended his hand to help her out of the car. She looked up, surprised to see they had arrived. Gathering her senses, she stepped out with her right leg first, she felt the cool air rush over her moist pussy lips. She took his hand to help steady her and smiled as she stepped out. She saw the valet look between her legs but she didn't care. She was in a daze and wanted only to be able to cum. She didn't know how she was going to make it through dinner if this kept up.
Her partner greeted her at the side of the car, "you ready to go in baby?"
"Oh My God!, what are you doing to me. I can't think straight. I need you right now!" Anny said, almost panting.
"Oh baby, the night is just beginning, but trust me, I will take care of you," he assured her.
They walked up the columned stairs and entered through two large wooden doors. The Club was an old mansion the members purchased. He explained to her that the Club was called Himeros, after the Greek god of sexual desire. Anny thought that an odd name for a private club, until he told her it was an adult-only club. Membership was by invitation only. It was formed to serve the erotic entertainment interests of its members.
As they wandered through the lobby, he turned on the vibrator, a low setting, not enough to give her an orgasm, but enough to make her clit ache, and get her pussy wet again. She felt it dripping down the inside of her legs. She noticed sculptures, paintings and other artwork depicting various sexual poses, acts or situations. She was on sensory overload and had to focus just to be able to walk.
A beautiful hostess met them at the door to the main room. She was dressed in a white shear linen dress. It was apparent that she wore nothing underneath. She wished Anny a happy birthday and escorted them to their table. After "Happy Birthday," Anny didn't hear a word she said. She could barely focus with the vibration in her pussy. Anny thought they were in a dinner theatre. There was a round stage in the middle of the room, slightly sunken. The seating was tiered so everyone could see the stage. The stage was bathed in light, with a bed, a couch, and some other props. Everything was white. The seating though was dimly lit. The tables looked like they were set for four people.
They reached their table next to the stage. He pulled out her chair, on the side closest to the stage. Anny collapse in her seat. The constant gentle vibration on her clit was making her delirious and she needed to get off her feet. The pleasure released from her soaking pussy spread through her entire body. She was aware of her arms and legs but could barely move them. She was in a trancelike state, only vaguely aware of her surroundings.
He turned off the vibration as another couple approached the table. Anny stood cautiously. Her legs felt weak and unsteady. As she reached out to shake hands, she could visibly see her hands quivering. Justin and Aris were a very attractive, younger couple and it was clear the three of them knew each other. The men sat on one side and the women on the other.
"So," Justin started, "We hear this is your birthday?"
Aris turned to her, smiling happily. "Anny, we are so excited to be here to help you celebrate your birthday. Birthdays are always a special event here."
