My girlfriend Stacy was scheduled to arrive at the airport at 10 P.M. It was her birthday and she knew I always planned something special for her.

Stacy is the kind of woman I always wanted — she’s smart, hot, and always up for a good time.

I watched her as she stepped onto the escalator. When she reached the landing, I came up behind her and tapped her on the shoulder. She grabbed me and kissed me as if she’d been away for months instead of just one week.

We rushed to get her bags and headed for the exit. Outside, I told her to close her eyes and then steered her toward a waiting limo. Leaving the bags for the driver, I helped her climb into the plush seats and opened the bottle of champagne I’d purchased earlier. Once I poured both glasses, I told her she could open her eyes. Thoroughly surprised, Stacy hugged me and asked if we were headed someplace special.

“Eventually,” I said as the driver pulled away from the curb. Stacy and I both enjoy having sex in a variety of places and we’d never fucked in a car, so naturally I thought she’d really enjoy screwing in the back of a limo. I had hired the driver to cruise around for a couple of hours and promised him a huge tip for his discretion. With the tinted privacy window closed, the lights off, and the music on, we kicked off our shoes and sank into the limo’s cushiony seats. In between hot kisses, we laughed and drank until the champagne was nearly finished.

Then Stacy leaned close to me and started nibbling on my ear while her hand slid slowly from my chest down to my waist. Before she could get her hands into my pants, I turned the tables and started undressing her. I took off her blouse and bra and began teasing her breasts with my tongue, flicking her nipples until they turned into hard little peaks.

When she started to squirm under me, I unzipped her skirt and tugged it down over her legs, along with her panties. My fingers delved between the folds of her pussy and slipped easily into her. She moaned and her muscles clenched around my fingers each time I plunged them in and out. Stacy’s eyes were closed, but she was breathing hard and pushing against my hand, trying to get my fingers deeper inside. I drew her nipple into my mouth and stabbed at the hard nub with the tip of my tongue. I could tell she was on the verge of a massive orgasm. All I had to do was press on her clit with my thumb and she came, bucking wildly against my hand.

“There’s definitely something to be said about sex in a moving vehicle,” she said after she’d had a chance to catch her breath. “Now, let’s try something else.”

Then she practically ripped off my jeans and briefs and pushed me onto my back. My cock ached for the wet heat of her mouth and tongue. She lowered her head and flicked her tongue over the head of my shaft.

I couldn’t wait for her to take me completely into her mouth. Of course, because I was so anxious she took her time, teasing me with fleeting licks as she occasionally leaned forward and squeezed my cock between her tits. Stacy was on her knees, straddling my legs, when it suddenly occurred to me that her ass was smack up against the window! It was nighttime and the windows were tinted, but still — knowing her beautiful ass cheeks were on display upped the thrill level.

But I forgot all about her sweet cheeks when I felt her silky tongue lick a slow path from the base of my cock to the head. Then, with practiced skill, she finally took me in. I’m always amazed when I see her take my hard, seven-inch cock down her throat with such ease and confidence. She slowly pulled back before taking me in deep again. If I didn’t do something quick about the sweet torture, it would be over too soon.

I pulled her up toward me for a kiss. With Stacy entwined in my arms, I rolled on top and jammed my cock into her. She moaned into my mouth, wrapped her legs around my waist, and it was on. I held on to the back of the seat and slammed into her again and again. Her head fell back and her breathing quickened; I knew the end was near for her, and at the rate I was going, I wouldn’t be far behind.

Maintaining my rhythm, I brought my lips to Stacy’s ear and asked, “I’m going to come, Stacy — are you ready for me?”

“Oh, yeah. Come with me!” she cried. I’d held back long enough. I plunged into her one last time and stayed there until the last of my cream blasted into her.

I collapsed and rolled next to her. We spooned for a while before I kissed her neck and asked, “Did you like this part of your birthday gift?”

“You mean there’s more to come?” she asked as she pushed her ass back against me, rousing my cock. “I can’t wait! Where do we go from here?”

“Oh, that’s part of the surprise, Stacy — but if you enjoyed this, you’re going to love what comes next,” I teased.