Happy Birthday, Amber

Amber and her best-friend Rebecca had been planning her 25th birthday party, ever since they saw the movie "Vegas Vacation". They had everything planned out and had just landed in Las Vegas. They saw a very nicely dressed gentleman, holding a sign that read "Ms. Felt and Ms Dowd". They approached the gentleman and stated that they were indeed the ladies on the sing and they were taken to a white limo. ""Courtesy of the Plaza Hotel", the gentleman said. The two girls climbed in and watched as the sights of Vegas, came into view. "This is going to be awesome!", Amber said, having never been to Vegas before. "We are going to have so much fun, while we're here", Rebecca said, as they got out of the limo and went inside to check in.

"Dean, come on. You never go out when you're here. You live in one of the most amazing cities, yet you have no clue what's out there", Cody said, as he tried to convince Dean to go to the opening of a new night club. "Fine, I'll go, but I am not going to enjoy myself", Dean said, as he looked at his suitcases, sitting in the living room. "We'll be by around nine o'clock. Be Dressed to impress", was all Dean heard as he hung up the phone and looked around his place. He decided that it was presentable enough and jumped in the shower. Standing there, letting the water run over his body, he thought about the last few weeks and where he had been. He was on the road 300 days-a-year and didn't feel like spending his only days off, hanging with his friends and strangers.

Amber and Rebecca got to their hotel room and saw the advertisement for the "Playboy Club- Y2K". I think we will go here, tonight", Rebecca said as she and Amber unpacked their clothes. "Who knows, maybe we'll see some famous people and get their autographs", Rebecca continued. Amber agreed and decided to shower first. "Wouldn't it be funny if we met Dean Ambrose or Rob Van Dam, tonight at the club?", Amber said as she grabbed her stuff and headed t the bathroom. Rebecca laughed as she called her other friends and let them know that they had arrived. "OK, we'll meet you in the lobby around nine o'clock", Shantel said as she relayed the information to Amber and Rebecca's other friends. "Good, see your then", Rebecca said, as she hung up the phone, just in time to see Amber come out of the bathroom. "Your turn", she said.

Later that night, the girls were dressed and ready to party the night away as they joined their other friends, Shantel, Christine, Cory, and Ryan. "Let's get this party started", Amber said as she and her friends headed to the club. After having their ID's checked and paying the cover charge, the six friends found a corner booth and prepared to party the night away. As the girls started going into "party-girl" mode, they couldn't help but notice a group of guys, checking them out. Amber had caught the eye, of a very handsome man, who, if she didn't know better, looked a hell of a lot like Dean Ambrose. "Becca, is that Dean Ambrose over there?", Amber asked, as she pointed to the man sitting on the bar-stool. "It sure does look like him", Rebecca said as she looked in the same direction. "Why don't you walk over there and see if it is him", Shantel said as she sipped her Margarita. "Fine, I'll go but if it isn't him, I swear you all are walking home", she said as she left the group and headed towards the bar,

Dean looked up and watched Amber make his way over to him. He made a mental note of beautiful she looked and he felt a strange feeling. Like he just had to have her, even if it was just for the night. Amber arrived at the bar and Dean saw the sash she wearing. "Excuse me, is today your birthday?", he asked as Amber looked at the bartender. Amber looked at the gentleman who had spoken to her and realized that it was indeed the one and only, "Lunatic-Fringe" himself, Dean Ambrose. "Yes…Yes, it is my birthday. My 25th to be exact", she smiled. Dean saw that Amber recognized him but didn't react like most of the female fans he knew. The two made small talk and soon Dean was escorting Amber, out of the club, and into a waiting cab. "So, I guess you know who I am, right?", Dean asked as they drove away from the hotel. Amber said she did and that she admired his work. "I've followed you career since your days with CZW and Dragon-Gate", she said as she sat there not believing that she was in the same cab as Dean Ambrose.

After about fifteen minutes of general chit-chat, they arrived at a gated community. She watched as Dean got out of the cab and spoke to the gate attendant. He got back in the cab and instructed the driver where to go. "I hope you don't mind, but I thought we might have a little more privacy, here at my place", he said as the driver stopped where Dean had told to. Amber waited as Dean got out of the cab and opened her door, before paying the driver. "We'll call you if we need you", Dean told the driver as he waved him off. "Now, are you ready to see where a WWE wrestler lives, when they ain't on the road?", he asked as he walked Amber to his door. She smiled and nodded her head, not being to find the words she wanted to say. "Cat got your tongue?", he asked as he unlocked the door and escorted her inside.

Amber saw that it was clean and moderately decorated. It looked nothing like she expected. "Not what you expected, right? Well, Sami said I needed to have more than just a couch and a bed, if I planned on entertaining when I was home", he said as he put his keys, in a bowl, on the counter. "You want something to drink? I got Heineken, Pepsi, OJ, or bottled water", he asked as Amber sat down, on the couch. Amber said she wasn't interested in anything and Dean joined her. He slid close to her and said, "So, you're 25. I bet you never thought you'd be meeting me?', he said as he put his arm around her and kissed her. Amber reacted and soon she slipped her hand between his legs and began to massage his flaccid cock and my balls. Dean was surprised by this but also turned on because no girl had ever been so forward, with him. Amber had never done this before and she had no idea why she was doing it. Dean felt his dick begin to pulsate and swell beneath his pants, as he felt Amber run her fingernails up and down his zipper, sending electric tingles all through his body.
It wasn't long before he was completely erect. Amber undid the belt, unbuttoned the pants, unzipped the zipper, and began playing with him. She pulled down the waistband of his underwear, exposing his cock to the cool air. The tip was already abundantly leaking pre-cum and he was having trouble staying focused. Amber found herself, in a whole other world, as she bent down and swirled her tongue, over the tip and through the oozing wetness. As if a starter's pistol went off, she lowered her head and engulfed him right down to the base. She began sucking him wildly, as her fingernails began rubbing and lightly scratching his balls. Dean was going nuts. No girl had ever done this to him before, well they had, but she somehow made it feel new and exciting. With her head bobbing up and down at an ever-increasing rate, Dean felt himself relax, as he laid his head back and closed his eyes, hearing her say the one thing no girl had ever said to him. "I don't want to mess up your pants so you are just going to have to come in my mouth, " she announced.

Soon, Dean felt himself climaxing and within seconds, he released a thick stream of sweet and salty cum, into her mouth. He looked down as he came spurt after spurt and until he finally saw his white cum form at the seal between her lips and his shaft. Her tongue circled him so she could get every drop, as she swallowed what was inside her mouth and then extended her tongue and played with the head of his cock that was still oozing the last of his semen. Her tongue was covered in a sheath of creamy cum, as she licked her lips and sat up. "I hope you don't mind, but I've been wanting to do that since the first time I saw you wrestle", she said as she looked at Dean, who was still in shock. "Um...I…uh...if you want...to…um…clean up, the bathroom is down the hall", he said as he sat there, too stunned to really say anything. Amber stood up and headed to the bathroom. She found a basket of toothbrushes and reached for one. She opened it and found the toothpaste. After brushing her teeth and rinsing with the mouthwash, she found, she went to the living room and found that it was empty.

"I'm over here", he said as she turned to see him standing in the doorway of his bedroom. "I figured we'd be more comfortable in here", he said as he held out his hand to her. Amber took it and followed him into the bedroom. The room had a soft glow and the king-size bed was turned down. Dean took Amber in his arms and kissed her passionately as he slowly undid the zipper of her dress, exposing her matching bra and panty set. Dean escorted Amber to the bed and gently placed her in the middle. "Now, I know you just gave me a wonderful present, but I think I heard you say that tonight was your birthday and since I didn't know what to get you, I figured I'd just give you me", Dean said as he stood up and removed his clothing. He was now standing in front of her, naked ass the day he was born. Amber smiled as she saw his cock become fully erect, again. Dean crawled onto the bed and spread her legs. He placed his hand on her cloth-covered mound and felt the wetness. "Damn girl, you are so wet. I bet you taste as good as you look", Dean said as he hooked his fingers in her waistband and pulled her panties off.

Amber sat up and remover her bra, allowing Dean to gaze at her 44-C sized breasts. Dean felt himself harden, as she laid back down and started to play with her breasts and then her pussy, as she parted her legs and began stroking her inner thighs. Opening her legs further, Dean watched her moist lips slowly separate and his breathing stopped at that point, or at least lost all semblance of any rhythm.
Dean wanted so much to suck and nibble on it. "Oh, I dreamed of having you touch my nipples and make them hard, while eating me out", Amber said. Dean sat there. He was definitely dreaming because no girl had ever been so vocal and demanding to him, in the bedroom, even the professionals he's been with. Dean saw her take her fingers of her other hand to open her pussy for him to see. She was indeed wet, as he watched her sensual juices slide slowly down the side of one delicate lip and disappear.
"See anything you like? Don't you wish you could taste me? Don't you just want to slide your tongue deep into my dripping pussy and lick me?", she said as Dean looked at her and said. "Baby, it's your birthday and your every wish, is my command". Of course that was exactly what she wanted and Dean was more than happy to oblige.

"I am going to taste you first sweetheart", he announced, as he took her fingers out of her wet pussy and brought them straight to his lips. "Mm-mm-mm", he said as he tasted her sweetness. "Lick me", she whispered in a deep sensual voice as Dean put his face between her legs, inhaling her musky scent. Soon her slippery juices were all over his mouth as he used his tongue to slowly lick his way up and down, causing her to whither beneath him. She reached for his hair and grabbed onto it, as if she were trying to bring him closer to her wetness and fire, she felt inside. Dean alternated between his tongue and fingers as he watched her juices flow and tasted each and every drop. "Baby, you taste so good and I can't wait to see how you feel, when I'm inside of you", he said as he slowly kissed his way up her stomach, to her breasts. He feasted on one and played with the other, alternating every now and then, as he fingered her pussy.

They continued to kiss and explore each other's bodies until Dean broke the kiss and reached into his nightstand. He grabbed a condom and covered himself, as he kneeled between her legs. "You ready?", he asked as he slipped inside her wet core. He stopped when he saw Amber's expression. "Am I hurting you, doll face?", he asked as he looked at her. Amber shook her head and said she was fine, as she smiled at into his blue eyes. He continued on and soon their pace was set. Dean decided to flip them over, so that she was on top, and soon he got what he wanted. Her hips moved in every direction. Her up and down motions created great extremes of wanting and fulfillment for him, as her rocking provided her with the desperate contact to her clitoris that she craved. In moments she bit his lower lip and said loudly, "I am going to come. I am going to come all over that wonderful cock of yours that is so deep inside my pussy." She moved like a wild woman.

Faster and faster she went until her whole body when stiff. Her head fell back against her shoulders. She began quivering and moaning and she couldn't catch her breath. Dean felt her internal muscles grab his cock and twitch again and again. As he felt her thin womanly cum warm the base of his cock and drip down my balls, he began to thrust inside her and soon he was calling her name, as he emptied himself into her wet pussy. As the couple came down from their sexual high, Dean pulled Amber close, kissed her, and said, "Happy 25th birthday, Amber. By the way, I make a mean omelet".

THE END