Special Present

As we walked to Denny’s for our meal, I could feel the cane marks with each step, then as we sat in the restaurant I lifted my skirts so that my bare bottom was pressed against the leather of the seat. When I leaned forward, with my thighs parted a little, my bare pussy was also pressing against the leather, stimulating my passion even further. The meal was really nice, and when the waiter learned it was my birthday, the dessert was on the house, which earened him a very nice tip at the end of the evening, and a kiss from myself, in gratitude.



The walk home was really nice, arm in arm with the most wonderful Mom in the whole world, talking about our love for each other, and how proud she was that I’d grown into such a happy young lady. We’d had a couple of glasses of white wine with our meal, so both of us were relaxed, warm, and feeling very cosy. When we arrived home, Mom took me into her bedroom, saying she had another special present for me, then proceeded to undress me, taking every opportunity to touch my naked body as each part was revealed. Mom left me spread out on the bed while she went into her bathroom, coming back a minute later, and kneeling astride my tummy. As she reached out to fondle my titties, I ran my hands up her warm thighs, and under her skirt, working my way inwards towards her pussy. Instead of her panties, my fingers encountered straps between her legs, so I lifted Mom's skirt to play with her strap-on dildo. I love it when she wears this, because it's my chance to get fucked by someone who truly loves me, and I find being penetrated extremely erotic, wether it's soft, kind, and gentle, or more rough and assertive. Either way gets me worked up, and Mom knows me well enough to play my body like an expert, touching all the right places, and controlling my passion to keep me sexually high for hours on end, if she wants to, or making me climax time after time till I'm exhausted. Lifting her hemline didn't reveal the pink plastic, 7" long, replica penis I was expecting to find, but rather, a very slim version of it, much less than an inch thick. It was just as long as the regular dildo that she used on me, had the same realistic tapered knob at the end, with wavy veins running around and down the shaft, to the cutest pair of little balls, inside a soft scrotal sack. It was a very pale pink, and reminded me of a ten year old boy, but much longer, and it was so wonderful, and thoughtful, that Mom had found it especially for me.



Perhaps I should explain why a small dildo is so exciting to a young lady, rather than a large one. Well, my cunny is rather unusual because my hymen is really tough, it is difficult to push any large object through it into my vagina, though it does stretch painfully, and in all my years of playing with myself, it has never torn, at all. This rather limits my masturbation to stimulating the outside of my vulva, and my breasts, with penetration having to be accomplished with very thin objects. One finger is a struggle, and uncomfortable, but a pencil or toothbrush are useful tools, but I've learned just where my internal sensitive spots are located, and the best way to stimulate them. I do have a very slim vibrator that I managed to find online, which is nice when it's inserted, but thrusting is not as pleasurable as I would like it to be, though I do put up with it on occasion. I'm a very sexual person, who enjoys watching porn, and penetrative sex acts really turn me on, so I desperately wish I could be fucked properly, with a cock, or a strap-on dildo. My only consolation is that I'm also very anally erotic, and since I have no problems with size in that area, my bottom gets used far more than my pussy does, even though I sometimes feel that it's second best.


Mom, bless her heart, knows how much it means to me, so she searched the web to find a dildo that would be slim enough to fit a tiny girl like me, and with a few DIY modifications, I now had a very much sought after present. Mom knelt up over me, holding her skirt out of the way, while I stroked her little prick with my hands, carefully examining its dimensions, and knowing it would fit in my cunny like a dream. I couldn't thank her enough, and after a while she held the back of my head, to slip the plastic shaft into my mouth. I put my hands on her butt, and pulled her forward, feeling it slide in and out of my lips, running my tongue over the veins, and around the head. Finally I pulled back, reached up, and kissed my lovely Mom, unzipping her dress, and removing the rest of her clothes so I could feel her nakedness against me. Gradually we laid back on her bed, Mom on top of me, and I could feel the head of the dildo nudging between my pussy lips, working towards my entrance as she manouvered her hips. Finally the tip was pressing into my tiny hole, Mom held back for a moment, kissed my lips, slid her tongue into my mouth, then pushed her hips forward, driving the head of my new dildo through my cherry. There was only the slightest stretch, just enough to notice, so I sucked in her tongue, pulled her closer to me, and parted my thighs even further. Slowly, Mom pushed the full length of her boy cock inside me, the ripples of the veins rubbing my barrier, then the head pressing against the inner wall of my vagina, and I could feel it moving deeper inside my willing body. Gently, Mom fucked my pussy, stimulating every erogenous zone along my tight tunnel, exciting me more and more with each stroke, till I climaxed with trembling legs, only just able to grip her hips and pull her even deeper into me. We stayed in our embrace for quite a while, every now and then thrusting my lovers prick back inside, as I told my Mom just how much I loved her, and my present.


This had been the best day ever, and when we'd dozed for a while, Mom pulled out, took off the harness, and we snuggled back together, spend the rest of the night in her bed.