As she lay back and stared at the clear blue sky above her, she felt the gentle warmth of the summer sun wash over her naked body. She relished the sensation of the grass on her bare backside and let her hands wander over her bare chest. Being all alone and naked in the middle of a field was begging to have an effect on her. Each blade of grass played with every nerve they touched. She began to move her hands closer to her nipples and rolled onto her stomach. The sensation of the grass moving over flat tummy and toned legs made her move her hands that extra inch and pinched her nipples. She let out a soft moan as a breeze caressed her backside and she knew she wanted to touch herself more.
She bent her knees forward, pointing her ass skyward. She brought her right hand down and began to gently rub her exposed sex. Her heartbeat began to race and she knew she was close. She closed her eyes and began to thrust her fingers in and out of her pleasure place, and waited for the sweet moment of release. She suppressed her moans just in case someone walked by, but she knew that was almost impossible. Try as she might, she knew she couldn't contain her imminent climax. As her pleasure increased, her hand that was thrusting started to rub her clit as well. She felt her climax approaching and opened her mouth in anticipation of her orgasmic scream.
'HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!'
The girl opened her eyes, startled. Her orgasm receding. She was not face-down on a field, but face down on her bed. She at least was covered by her sheets, but nothing else besides a layer of sweat. The people surrounding her bed were in fact her family. Her dad was on her left, her little sister was blocking the door on the right, and her mom was in front of her holding a cake. The cake said, 'Happy Birthday, Amy!' in big red letters. Red was her favorite color, but she despised being called Amy. It was a little girl's name. She was eighteen now and she had asked her parents to call her Amber. It seems either they had a hard time letting go, or they had ordered this cake over a month ago.
She wanted to get up and thank her family, but in her present state of (un)dress, it would be too embarrassing. She didn't think her present pose was any more dignified, however. She tried to be as discreet as possible as she finally withdrew her fingers from her wet pussy and then licked them as she pulled the sheet over her head. The maneuver was necessary to turn over without exposing anything. She lay on her back and bent her knees so the sheet wouldn't get her juices on it. Once situated, she pulled the sheet down to just below her chin so none of them would know she wasn't wearing a stitch. Her death-grip on the sheets got tighter as her mom got closer and pushed the cake in front of her face.
'Come on now, Amy. I know you don't want to be treated like a child, but at least blow out the candles.'
Amber couldn't upset her mom, so she sat up with her back pressed against her pillows. Then she slowly brought her right arm, then her left above the sheet. She made sure her chest was covered and gestured for her mom to get closer. Normally when she would blow out the candles on her birthday, she would wish for a certain present she wanted. This time, she wished that her family would just leave her alone. It wasn't just the embarrassment of being so close to exposure in front of her family, but it was the effect it had on her. No matter how hard she fought it, being so close to exposure was making her wet. Her clit was throbbing for attention, but it had to wait. She had to get her family out of her room.
Alas, it was not to be as they decided it was the perfect time for her to open her presents. Her heart felt like it would pop out of her chest, she was so aroused. It certainly didn't help matters that with every heartbeat her nipples would lightly brush against the sheet, causing her to edge closer to orgasm. She couldn't take the tension much longer, but she didn't want to force them out. So she tried to give them a hint.
'Mom, I know you guys mean well, but I'm not exactly comfortable with doing this right now.'
'Nonsense! This is perfect. Once you see what we got you, you'll understand.'
It doesn't seem like her mother was gonna give in any time soon, so she just shrugged her shoulders and let them continue. Her mom put the cake down on her nightstand and picked up a present. It was a beautifully wrapped pink box and tied with a red bow. It measured a foot by 1 ' foot by 4 inches. Amber gently shook it, and deduced that it held clothes.
'This is from me. I know how much you love red!'
Amber quickly untied the ribbon and opened the box. Inside was...
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