Val’s POV

It was my birthday and I was so excited for it. And this year, it was extra special since I had a girlfriend to share it with and lots of close friends. This was going to be the best day ever!! I woke up, to find Evelyna hovering over me. I could feel her palms pressed into the bed on either side of me. And guess what else? This time we weren’t at Tyler’s house or Jamie’s. Believe it or not, as an early birthday present from the whole gang: Kaitlyn, Kylie, Jamie, Tyler and Evelyna, a house had been purchased down the block from where Tyler’s place was.

Evelyna had surprised me with the news on Monday, right after the Colorado game, which we’d won with a score of 6-2 to defeat the Avalanche. She said that it was ours and that Tyler and Jamie had helped, along with Kaitlyn and Kylie.

It was a nice one-story house, nothing too fancy, but not boring and dull either and it would be a perfect house to remain in. And I was extremely excited and happy that I’d be sharing it with the red headed woman from Orlando, Florida.

On Tuesday, Evelyna took Kylie and Kaitlyn with her back to Florida to grab some things. I had to stay, so that I could practice for the next game against the Islanders. They said that they’d return later on that evening, after the game, since they’d taken a plane. I knew Evelyna missed her cat and she wanted her to come to Dallas to be with them and I was okay with it. I knew that they’d be coming back.

When I got back to the house after the game with Tyler and Jamie, I found the girls there and they had everything they would need already set up. And in Evelyna’s arms was the familiar gray face of Lilly.

“Lilly! Kitty!” I had screamed, dropping my stuff on Tyler’s foot.

Luckily his injury had healed quickly and tomorrow night he was cleared for action and able to rejoin us, but he wasn’t pleased to have a bag dropped on his foot. “Valeri Nichushkin!” he snapped, limping over to Jamie to use him as a crutch.

“Sorry!” I had responded, as I took the kitty into my arms and petted her.

As I stared into the clear blue eyes of my warrior girlfriend, I was brought back to the memories. “Happy birthday Val,” she whispered and planted her lips on mine. I wrapped my arms around her, keeping her in place. “So, what should we do today, sweetie?”

“Я не знаю. (I don’t know.)”

“You don’t know? How about I help you out with that?” She unlocked my hands from around her and sat on my lower abdomen. She took one of my hands and lifted it up to place on her chest, above her heart….and breast.

I smiled at her as she left my hand in place. “What you want me do?”

“Have fun, do what you want. Все что угодно. (Anything.)”

“Все что угодно?” He echoed.

She blinked and nodded. I dropped my hand and pushed myself into a sitting position. I shrugged the blankets and covers off of me as I sat staring into her gorgeous blue eyes. I brushed her fiery red hair back and cleared it from her chest. Then I grabbed the ends of her purple tank top and lifted it up off of her. I threw the shirt to the ground.

I unclasped her bra in the back, pecking her on the lips in a tease, which she seemed to find shocking. Then I placed both of my hands on her shoulders and slowly maneuvered her black bra straps down her arms. I pulled it off of her and threw it to the ground.

I gestured for her to come over to the side of the bed beside me and she did. I slid her pajama pants down her legs and flung those to the floor. Then I pulled my boxers off of my body, since that was all I wore to bed. And I climbed back under the covers and draped them over her as well. I wasn’t a sex-crazed freak and I didn’t like to violent women or what Americans say as “fucking someone senseless”...I was a breast guy.

I saw her raise an eyebrow at me and start to pull her panties down, but I halted her with a smile and pulled them back up her legs and back to her waist. If I was going to touch her at all there, it would be as a tease and it would be a brushing tickle sensation, not fucking her. I reached over her and began to grope her ass with gentle squeezes and spanks, which filled her with pleasure given the noises she spewed from her mouth.

When I had enough of that, I flipped her over and wrapped my arms around her, hugging her close to me and began to pleasure myself by massaging her breasts. She moaned and her head lolled back, so I decided to kiss her while I played with her breasts, nipples and chest...fondling...groping...having fun.

I slid one of my hands down her stomach, stopped at her waist and brought it back up and then repeated the teasing move a few times. Finally after she was practically begging me, I gave in and brought my hand down over her panties. I halted and tapped my finger over the sweet spot as she moaned into my mouth and wriggled in my hold. I was still pumping a thorough massage of her right breast with the arm I had trapped under her.

“Valeri!” She wailed into my mouth.

I plucked her nipple, while tapping my finger harder against her crotch and to make things even more blissful, I stuck my tongue into her mouth and flicked it around. She was losing it and probably regretting the “anything.” I stopped and dragged my hand back up to finish off the left breast.

When I was finished, I released her mouth, but dragged her off the bed and let her stand by the bed in just her panties. I walked over to the computer and played some Russian music for us. Neither of us were partiers or liked dancing, but we were comfortable to do it alone and together in the room. And I wanted to dance with her.

One of our favorite Russian artists was someone named Polina Gagarina and so I had all her songs downloaded. (Well...the ones that we both liked) I came back to her, as a song called, “Без обид” played.

“What’s with you Val?” she asked, slyly, unable to keep from smiling.

I snatched up her bra and put it back on her, then I grabbed a clean set of boxers I’d gotten out and slipped those on, along with a pair of jeans. I buttoned the button in place, just as the chorus to the song hit. I walked over and began to lead the dance. She joined in, shaking her head and rolling her eyes, but giggling endlessly.

We made it through the song and then a few more, dancing around our room like two non-professional drunk club dancers, before we collapsed back on the bed and Evelyna rolled on top of me, sliding her hands down my pants and grabbing my ass in her hands.

“Alright, alright, let’s get out and party the day away, you 20-year-old Russian heartthrob!” She pulled me up by my ass and then finally removed her hands and gave me a powerful spanking. “Go get dressed you!”

I strutted purposefully into the closet and grabbed a dressy white shirt. I put it on, buttoning up about half the buttons and rolled up the sleeves. Then I looked into a mirror and straightened everything out. She came up and embraced me, wrapping her arms around my waist and leaning into me.

She had on a beautiful purple and black sundress, which really made her crimson hair pop out. She pressed her head against my back. I reached back and patted her shoulder and rubbed her back. “I’m so excited for your birthday baby!”

“No “Zady” talk?”

“None. Promise. Just you and me and a blissful day!”

She let me go and skipped out of the room, humming “Ever Ever After” from Enchanted. I continued to fix myself up and then I skipped out to join her. She was waiting, having grabbed her bag and petting her cat on the head in farewell. It gave off a soft chirping mew noise. We linked arms and walked out the house.

We hopped into my car and drove off into Dallas, heading toward Jamie’s place. We passed the empty and silent American Airlines Center along the way. Despite getting to the shootout, the Stars had lost to the Islanders last night, but there weren’t any sour faces or moods and I wasn’t depressed from it. It hadn’t happened on my birthday, so I was good. Things were good. I was enjoying the day so far.

We picked up Jamie and Kylie and then headed to Tyler’s house, where both Evelyna and I rolled our eyes, as we saw Kaitlyn making out with Tyler against his car. Evelyna rolled the window down and chirped him, “Maybe save it for the bedroom and not out in the open, Lover Boy!”

Tyler shoved Kaitlyn back and his face flushed bright red. “Yeah, well, maybe you should--”

“Don’t even, just get in and keep it in your pants, Seguin!” Evelyna laughed.

Tyler and Kaitlyn got in. Kaitlyn was wearing a pretty white dress with brown cowboy boots. Kylie had on a simple blue party dress and dressy sandals. Jamie was in a suit and tie and Tyler was wearing jeans, a purple shirt and a black leather jacket. The day had yet to actually get started and Evelyna was already chirping Tyler. We all returned to our house down the block and went back in.

Tyler, being a smartass now, stepped forward and slapped his hands against my girlfriend’s ass. I smacked him, while Evelyna kicked him in the nuts and I gave him a look, “нет. (No.)” He shrugged and I saw Evelyna turn her head around and give him a sly grin. We entered the house and sat down in the living room.

Evelyna and I took half the couch, while Kylie and Jamie took the other half. Tyler and Kaitlyn took a chair. I wrapped my arm around my girlfriend’s shoulders and stroked her shoulders. She leaned her head on my shoulder.

“So, what are we doing? Just hanging out and pleasuring our girls or what?” Jamie asked.

“Fine by me!” Tyler remarked and leaned toward Kaitlyn’s head.

And Kaitlyn was willing and ready for him. Evelyna had never known her friend to be like this, she was a big surprise to her. Literally most of her time with Tyler had been making out or having sex with the forward. Tyler was a persuasive man...damn he was amazing!

“Me too,” Kaitlyn cooed, pursing her lips for Tyler.

“You’re so hot, Kait,” Tyler remarked.

“You’re so cute and handsome, Tylie!” Kaitlyn squealed.

I was feeling the romantic desires as well. I slipped my hand down Evelyna’s dress collar and began groping and fondling her again. She was apparently feeling the passion too. As Tyler and Kaitlyn’s lips pressed together, her hand was resting on my crotch. I was so hard and I knew she could feel it. I took her left breast into my hand and made her jolt with excitement. She clenched and shifted at my touch, but she loved it.

Jamie and Kylie were going at it too. Kylie was grinding against Jamie and they were both devouring one another. Tyler and Kaitlyn were making out once more and they both had their hands wrapped around each other, grabbing one another’s asses.

The passionate frenzy continued for a good hour, before we were all exhausted and sexed out. We sat back, talked and hung out for the next four hours watching TV, cuddling against our girlfriends.

To end Val’s birthday, we celebrated with pizza and cake and then played some games. The final game, Jamie blindfolded me and bound my hands behind my back, then forced me down into a chair. I felt two pairs of hands on me. One of the pairs of hands unzipped my pants and unbuttoned the button. The other pair unbuttoned my dress shirt and pushed it open, shoving the sleeves a little bit down my shoulders. My chest was exposed and I was curious about what was going on.

I heard someone squirting something and felt something cool and weird feeling like cheese or cream or cotton candy brushing my skin on my lower abdomen. The hands withdrew, leaving me curious to know what was going to happen. Then another pair of hands landed on my thighs and slid upward.

Next thing I knew, I felt someone’s tongue on my abdomen. The person was licking and eating something...trying to get to the...package hidden underneath...

They eventually reached the surprise, which only made me harder. I really hoped that his was Evelyna and not Jamie or Tyler. It would be extremely embarrassing if I was getting hard because of Tyler licking me. The blindfold was removed and I was staring into familiar blue eyes. White cream - like Whip Cream - caked her mouth. I leaned forward as best as I could and licked it off, getting her clean once more.

Then we celebrated and she backed away.

“Do it again, but take off pants?” I suggested, cocking a clever smile.

Evelyna nodded and yanked my pants down to my ankles and then pulled away my boxers moving them to my knees. This was the best birthday ever!! More whip cream was squirted onto me and then, this time watching, felt and saw Evelyna work her magic on me. She began licking again and I could feel her tongue flicks on my entrance. It made me clench with discomfort. I wanted to come for her, but I couldn’t. It was difficult to hold back and sit still. She gave a long lick, right up my shaft and ended at my waist.

When she was finished, her head appeared once more and she gave me a ‘satisfied, yet?’ look. She untied me from the chair and cleaned the slobber off. I was still hard, but the desire to come faded away. She pulled my boxer and pants back up and buttoned and zipped them up and then fixed my shirt. She left it open though and shoved me back into the chair. She looked to the side, giving Tyler a signal.

Still curious about the plans, I saw Tyler pull out his phone and begin playing music on his phone. A requested Russian song. Then the party began. Evelyna was going to make me so hard I would explode in my pants. She danced around me, lipsyncing to the song and giving me a lap dance like a stripper. And yes, she flipped her dress up, flashing me.

What a party!!

When the fun was over, Evelyna and I took off to the bedroom and slipped on some formal attire. She put on new green dress that had short sleeves. I put on a black suit and tie. We fixed our hair and freshened up and then rejoined the others. It was time to split up and take them back to their homes.

It was time for a birthday dinner with just the two of us! It was nice and intimate, we were alone and it was a great way to top off the day. The food was fabulous, but the drinks were even better. At the end, we both stumbled out, given that Evelyna was 23, she had her share of alcohol, so I had to take care of her. I guided her to the car and helped her in and then we made it back to our place and eventually had a makeout session.

At the end of that, she fell asleep thanks to the alcohol and I curled up with her, but couldn’t get to sleep. I went to the computer and quickly typed up this summary of the day for her to add to her journal...or story...the one called “Orlando.”

Evelyna made my 20 birthday magical and for that, I’d never forget it. And I couldn’t wait for my 21!!

Notes

Well, it's that magical time of the year....it's the Baby Russian's Birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICHY!!!! HOPE IT'S MAGICAL AND THAT YOU HAVE TONS OF FUN!! XDDDD
And hey, it's almost time for you to come back sweetie, you and Tyler!!
Hey look, I switched the wins of the games around...XP
Anyway...




Next up: Possibly St. Patrick's Day...I don't know as of right now, but it'll be funny. XD XP