1 comments/ 53993 views/ 0 favorites A Christmas to Remember By: fired_up_subbie It's three days before Christmas and I'm on my way to Your house for the holidays. Thoughts of our last visit floating through my head. It was so special, being our first time together. But this one is different. I'm flying to Your house, not a hotel to meet You. The idea of this has me a little apprehensive, actually being in Your home for the first time. Being aware of my feelings, You assured me everything will be fine and we will have a great holiday together. I'm really excited about having a real "White Christmas" since I live on the West Coast and don't see much snow. Having snowball fights, snuggling up together in front of a roaring fire, watching the snow fall slowly to the ground. With a sigh, I think to myself, it all sounds so wonderful. My day dreaming is interrupted by the captain's voice saying we will be landing shortly. I buckle up and think how brief the three-hour flight seemed. The butterflies in my stomach start to act up again; this is really upsetting me. I don't want to be so nervous when I see You again. Trying to ignore them I take a few deep breaths and start to gather my things together. The landing was smooth and before I know it I'm walking through the terminal trying to find You. I see You standing, waiting patiently, not far from me. You haven't noticed me just yet which gives me a few minutes to calm my nerves. I start to move towards You, watching Your face the whole time, waiting for You to spot me. Your eyes finally find mine and hold them for just a moment. Knowing I am not to look much longer, I lower my head. I feel the heat coming from Your stare and my whole body blushes in response as You stand there waiting for me to come to You. There is a certain pleasure in knowing what is expected of me and with that feeling I make my way to You with my eyes lowered. When I'm no more than two inches from You, You reach out with both hands pulling me in, one hand around my waist the other gripping the back of my neck firmly. "It's good to see you again my dear" You say with a harsh voice, then crush Your mouth onto mine. With our lips pressed firmly together, teeth grinding and tongues dancing my heart begins to pound. Sensing my legs are about to give, You grip my waist even harder, pulling me closer. I wrap my arms around You, paying no attention to the bags falling to the floor. After what seemed like hours yet wasn't nearly long enough, You break our connection. You place a hand under my chin and tilt my face up, my eyes flutter open yet still lowered and You smile down at me. "It's good to see You too, Master" I whisper. With a light laugh, You reach down and pick up my things for me. Hand in hand we make our way to the parking lot. In just a few short minutes we reach the car and are on the road to Your home. On the short drive I admire the city. Seeing street venders, tall buildings and snow, so much snow. People are bustling all over the sidewalks and cars jam the streets. You drive in what seems like cause, with practiced expertise. We chat about my flight and plans we have for the week while we make our way through the city. As we get further from the city the trees get bigger and bigger. The houses are large and the lawns are manicured nicely. Just about everyone has twinkling Christmas lights strung over their homes. The neighborhood looks very festive and friendly; I smile to myself as we zig zag around the corners. We finally stop in front of this big, beautiful house. The lights are strung over every corner and there is a snowman in the front yard, greeting us with a coal smile and a carrot nose. I giggle as I climb out of the car and look him over. I turn to catch Your eye "Did You make him?" I joyfully ask You. "Yep, and there is plenty of snow for you to make him a buddy." You say, with a wink of the eye and a wiggle of the brow. I laugh to myself and think this trip is gunna be a lot of fun. Not being used to such cold, I'm shivering before we can even make it inside. With frozen fingers and blue lips I step within Your home for the first time. My eyes catch the tall ceilings and pictures on the walls first then roam over the rest of the room. "There will be time to see the rest of the place later. You need to get warm and rested." You inform me as You lead me from the entryway. "Follow me" I do as instructed without a second thought of seeing the house fully. Moments later You lead me into a small yet beautiful room. There's a large, very comfortable looking bed, bookshelves and an over stuffed chair and ottoman in the corner. It looks like it's just waiting for me to climb into it and crack open a book. With Your hand on the small of my back You lead me to the bed. "Get undressed and get into bed. I'll wake you when I'm ready for you." You tell me right before walking out of the room. The stab of disappointment hits me sharply as I hear the door shut behind You. I'm more than a little baffled that You didn't want to be with me, but understanding that You are doing what is best for me, I begin to get undressed. With my clothes folded and stacked neatly in the chair I climb into the bed. Expecting the sheets to be cold and crisp I'm delighted to find them soft and warm. Snuggling deeper into the bed I fall asleep fast, my last thoughts are of You. Soon afterward the dreams come, slow at first then stronger and stronger. There's a hand flowing over me, starting at my calves and making it's way up the back of my thighs. I can almost feel it in my sleep as it glides over me, soft yet firm. Then I'm on my back and the one hand seems to have doubled. The feeling is getting stronger. My breasts are squeezed and I feel the groan come from inside me. Then my lips are covered and I feel something soft on my tongue. I begin to stir in my sleep, not wanting to wake up. I don't want this dream to end. But I feel something pulling at me, some strong urge to awaken. Something deep inside me is telling me to leave the dream behind and open my eyes. I begin to stretch and purring like a kitten I open my eyes, a little jolt runs through me when I see You leaning over me. "It's about time you woke up." You say with a smile. "I was having this wonderful dream, didn't want to leave it." "Well, it's time to get up. We have things to do today, oh and I bought you a present." You tell me as You hand me a beautifully wrapped box. My insides melt as I take the gift. Looking up at You, smiling, I begin to unwrap it. "Thank You so much Master. But You didn't have to get me anything, just being here with You is enough for me." "Just open it my dear. I'm sure You will love it." You tell me, with a wink. Picking up my pace, I have the wrapping off in a matter of seconds. Just by looking at the box I have no clue what it is. I look up at You with curiosity in my eyes. I begin to slowly open the box, as if I'm afraid something is going to leap out at me. Moving the tissue aside I see something that is shaped like an egg, which seems to have a remote control next to it. Puzzled, I raise my eyes to Yours for just a moment and ask "What is this and what is it for Master?" Leaning in, placing Your lips on mine for a quick yet soft kiss You whisper to me "Lye back and I will show you." Doing as instructed I lay myself back down on the bed, resting my head on the pillow closing my eyes. I feel Your hands running up my thighs, spreading my legs open wide. My heart begins to beat faster and my hands tensely gather the sheets. You place Your fingers on either side of my pussy, gently rubbing, stroking, and making me moan softly. Then I feel the egg being inserted inside me. I jump slightly, not sure what You're doing, but trusting you totally, I lye my head back down on the pillow. You push it deeply inside, wiggling it around a bit. I try and catch my breath as You instruct me to sit up. With an evil smile, You hold up the remote for my viewing and start to work it. The buzzing inside me is a shock to my system. It's low at first, then speeding faster and faster. "Oh gawd" I moan loudly. "Master, that feels so good." I'm breathless as You continue to work the remote. "Yes my dear, I know it does. I hope you enjoy it as I show you around this afternoon." You tell me. My eyes widen with a mix between pleasure and horror. "You can't mean to keep this inside me all day?" I plead. "Yes my sweet, I do." Leaning in, just a breath away, You crank it up all the way and shock me even more by saying, "And you are not allowed to cum." The vibrations so intense, Your words so fierce, I almost cum at that very moment. But I work up the strength to control myself and my reward is the low humming deep inside me. Knowing I couldn't take much more of the brutal speed You had set. An hour later we are in town, You showing me everything, me wide eyed at how stunning it all appears. Doing my best to ignore the low vibrations, I admire all the storefront windows. Just when I have become accustom to the leisurely feel of the egg, You rocket the power up to it's highest. Stunned by this, I lose my balance and have to grip Your arm to keep from collapsing to the ground. I try my best to ignore the stares coming from our fellow shoppers, but my face is flushed and my body is shaking. As the egg rockets inside me, I feel my impending orgasm building up deep within me. My legs are wobbly as I stand in public fighting off an orgasmic explosion from within. Just when I think I can stand no more, You turn it to the slowest speed. Relief and frustration mingle together in my head. Not wanting You to stop, but also begging You to at the same time. How will I make it through the day? "You need to learn how to control yourself my dear, or I will keep this sweet little toy of yours on high all day and never give you a break from it." You whisper in my ear as You grab my hand and pull me along. After hours of shopping and You tormenting me, we finally walk into the small Italian restaurant, my legs shaking, my pussy aching, and my head spinning. We are seated in the back booth with our menus to skim over, while waiting for our waitress. The buzzing inside my pussy slowed to a low hum, at last. "Feeling all right, my dear?" You lean in and ask me. With a smile I say "Yes Sir, thank You for slowing it down for me." You lay Your hand on my thigh and tell me not to get used to it. My throat goes dry and I reach for my water, wondering how am I going to get through this. Moments later my eyes begin to roam the room. They lock on the back of woman with the most beautiful blonde hair I have ever seen. Her hair was just about to her waist with soft curls. My eyes start traveling over the rest of her body. She had long slender legs, shapely hips, and a lean narrow back. She wore a short black skirt and a red blouse with a little apron tied around her hips, indicating that she was one of the waitresses. Realizing I've been staring at her, I shake my head a little to clear the thoughts that had flooded my brain. I feel your hand tighten on my thigh and my head spins around to catch Your eye. "Do you like what you see?" You ask me. The blush covers my whole body. With a quick nod I answer yes, completely mortified at being caught looking at another woman. "Good." Is all You say. My eyes flash to Yours intending on asking You what You mean by that, but before I open my mouth to ask I'm interrupted by our waitress. Which happens to be the same women I was staring at. "Hello there sweetie. How are you today?" she asks You with a friendly smile. "Hi Gabrielle. I'm great, thanks. How are you?" "Fabulous sweets, thanks. And who is this you have brought with you today?" She asks looking me over. Her eyes wander over my body, making me feel naked and exposed. "This is my subbie. Remember, I told you she was coming to visit this week?" You tell her. With shock in my eyes, I take her extended hand for a quick shake of introduction. "It's nice to meet you, Gabrielle." I manage to say. "You to sweets." She practically purrs at me. A small shiver runs down my spine and at that very moment You chose to turn the vibrations back up to high. My whole body feels like it's going to explode. I begin to whimper, not being able to hold back much longer. Then You drop it down again. My head leans back on the booth, relieved for the break. Not realizing Gabrielle is watching me the whole time; I open my eyes to find hers locked on me. With genuine concern she asks. "Are you ok, sweet heart?" You answer for me, telling her yes, I'm just excited to meet her. After taking our order, Gabrielle departs from the table with my eyes on her until she is out of site. I turn to You, my mouth open, but before I can utter a single word You place Your finger to my lips. "No questions my dear. Just relax and enjoy the evening." You tell me, just before You place Your lips to mine. The kiss is soft and sweet at first then You deepen it, taking absolute control of my mouth. Your grip is firm on the back of my neck, pulling me closer, making me moan into Your mouth. By the time You release me my head is spinning and I have forgotten all questions. Gabrielle makes her way back to our table with the wine You have ordered and sits for a brief chat. It seems You two have known each other for quit some time now and she knows all about me. I'm a little shocked and embarrassed that she knows so much, but I manage to join in on the conversation when necessary. Later, our food has arrived and we sit, talking. I enjoy talking with You. You make it so easy to say what I am feeling or thinking. Our evening goes quickly and before long we are on our way back to the house. Once inside, Your voice changes slightly, getting a little sterner, telling me to go to my room, get undressed and wait for You. I do as instructed and wait for You in the middle of the room on my knees, bottom resting on the heals of my feet, legs spread, pussy exposed for Your view, hands resting behind my back and my eyes lowered. My back is straight and beginning to ache under the strain. Soon, I begin to wonder if You intend to leave me here like this all night. But, before long I hear the door open, Your footsteps echo all around me as You do Your inspection. Kneeling behind me, You trace Your hand along my shoulder, down my back then up to my neck, informing me that You are very pleased with me. Whispering in my ear You tell me that You have yet another gift for me. Your breath so close to me sends a shiver down my body, my nipples grow hard and my heart begins to pound. Then I feel it, soft yet firm clasp around my neck. My eyes open wide in complete surprise. "You belong to me now, my sweet subbie." You tell me as You walk around me, lifting me from the floor, leading me to the mirror. "Do you like it?" You ask while kissing my neck, shoulders, ears. Your hot mouth making it's marks over my upper body. I lift my eyes to the mirror seeing the collar locked around my throat for the first time. The feeling is overwhelming and I am almost brought to tears. "Yes Master, I love it, thank You so much." I tell You, breathless. From behind, Your arms wrap around me and hook the leash to the small ring in the front. I'm a little stunned, not expecting there to be a leash as well. It's tugged on and I'm forced to move along behind You. I'm a little slow, and You have to tug me along, telling me to keep up. I work hard at keeping up with You, as I'm lead through the house, naked. You stop in front of a closed door, turn around and place a blindfold around my eyes. I hear You open the door, walk in, leading me behind You. You tug on the leash making me stumble slightly, as I'm lead through the room in total darkness. With Your hands on my shoulders, You gently guide me to the bed. "Time for this to come off." You tell me when You unhook the leash. I begin to panic slightly, when I feel Your hands at my throat. Knowing my thoughts, as always, You tell me to calm down Your only removing the leash. Once off, You proceed to push me on my back, cuff my ankles, legs spread wide, to the corners of the bed. My wrists are cuffed together, brought up above my head and hooked to the headboard. Then silence. I hear nothing, feel nothing. I lay there completely exposed, I feel my nipples getting harder and my pussy begins to ache to be touched. My ears perk as I thought I heard voices. There they are again, whispers, "Yes" and "I understand," is all I am able to make out. I feel my whole body blush knowing there is someone with You. I hear footsteps getting closer and closer. My heart begins to pound wildly in my chest. "She looks beautiful like that, doesn't she?" I hear You ask, and a soft yes is the reply. I feel the weight of someone sitting on the bed, a hand running up my stomach, over my breasts then along my newly acquired collar. I can tell it's Your hand and am relieved. You lean in and whisper, "This is your new toy my sweet. I hope you like her." Then You're gone. Her, did He say her!? And my fears are confirmed when I hear a soft voice telling me how amazing I look bound to the bed. Her hands are on my breasts, squeezing hard, rubbing my nipples with her palms. Trying to fight the desire I have had buried deep inside me, I close my eyes and focus on breathing. Then her lips are on mine and I lose all control, it feels as if she is sucking it right out of me. Her tongue presses past my lips and she tastes like sweet strawberries. I moan into her mouth and have the greatest desire to wrap my arms around her. Leaving my lips, her hands and mouth begin to slide down my body. I quiver in fear and anticipation, knowing where she is going. My breath catches in my throat as I feel her lips on my inner thighs, first the left then the right. Soft, wet female lips pressed into my thighs, something I never thought I would experience and now thanks to You, I am. I can feel her wet mouth making it's way closer to my aching pussy. Her hands resting on my thighs as her tongue lightly licks my smooth lips. My hips jerk up from the intense touch. I hear You get up and head to the bed. As her tongue glides over my clit for the first time, Your mouth clamps down on my nipple. The pleasure is too extreme for me and I can't control my orgasm as it comes slamming to the surface. I feel my pussy explode under her tongue as my orgasm rockets through my body. You lift Your mouth from my breasts and tell the girl, "Do not stop. Make her cum again and again without stopping." Your hands clamp down on my nipples, squeezing them hard, making me cry out. "You will pay for that, my dear. I did not give you permission to cum." You tell me as Your fingers squeeze even harder. The pain and pleasure mixed as one, makes my body explode again and again. The orgasms rip through me one after another, to many to count. It seems like hours before You release my nipples and tell the girl to stop. Intensely relieved that you both have stopped, I lay there, strapped to the bed, exhausted. I feel the girl begin to climb up my body, kissing, licking, and sucking. Your hands are at my ankles unhooking them, then as You climb on the bed You bend my knees back and press the head of Your cock at the entrance of my throbbing pussy. The girl has climb up to my head, I feel her on either side of me. I jump when I feel her pressed against my mouth. I'm not really sure what to do as she sits there, but I manage to slide my tongue over her clit. She begins to moan and move her hips, rocking back and forth. This encourages me and I move my tongue faster, pressing harder. Your cock is still pressed against my pussy, as if You are just sitting there watching us. Then You slam into me fast and fierce. Your cock feels like it's going to rip me in half. I'm moaning into her pussy, sending small vibrations into her. She begins to scream and grind her pussy on my mouth. You grip my legs tossing them over Your shoulders, fucking me harder, faster. The girl on my face screams through her orgasm, hips rocking, thighs gripping my head, fingers squeezing my nipples. Her orgasms seems to last forever as her juices flow in my mouth and over my face. When finally spent she climbs off me, lying beside me panting. A Christmas to Remember It was one week before Christmas and I had invited some of my girlfriends over for drinks while my cuckold boyfriend, James, was out doing my last minute shopping. I so abhor crowds, and shopping in general, that I always have him do it for me. But I had taken one giant leap and did venture out to buy his Christmas present one that I too could enjoy. I bought him a blowup doll. I thought this was a wonderful gift for him. I could watch as he feebly tried to please this doll with his tiny penis as she lay there with this ho-hum expression waiting for him to satisfy her and her orifices being too big for even her to feel him pumping his little instrument in and out. I was like a child waiting for Christmas morning so I could enjoy that gift. My friends and I were having a great time talking about the fun times we had shared and the men we had conquered. It was a lot of amusement, listening to all the stories and reliving the memories of our fun times. Then James came home… the girls got a little quiet and somber and I thought this wouldn't do. So I told James to go make some hordevours and mix us some more drinks and I told him that I wanted him to serve them in that new pair of pink panties I had bought him last week. He went into the bedroom and put the packages away and came out with nothing on but his panties; he looked so sweet in them; all the girls loved it. They started giggling and saying how cute he looked in them. This made me smile with delight and James turned red with humiliation. I thought, "Hmmmm, wouldn't it be fun if we all teased him about his tiny penis!" So while he was in the kitchen preparing our food and drinks I huddled with Mary, Norma, and Bonnie and we decided when James came out of the kitchen that we would strip him off his pink frilly panties, tease him and play with his little penis. I thought it would be fun to milk him too, so I got up and grabbed a wineglass so we could catch his cum as it drizzled out of his tiny dick. When he entered the room, about twenty minutes, later we had all stripped down to our underwear and were all sitting there with coy little smiles on our faces. James' jaw dropped; he knew he was in trouble. He looked at me and asked, "Is there anything else you desire Ma'am?" A smile crossed my lips and I said, "Yes, James, there is. We have been talking about your tiny dick and the girls would like to see what it looks like. They just can't imagine a man with a dick as small as yours. Their men are all well hung and they just can't imagine me being with someone as small as I say you are. They think I'm teasing them or lying to them. You must prove them wrong for me." James turned a little red, but did as I requested as all good cuckolds do. "Would you like me to serve them in the nude, Ma'am?" he asked. "Yes, James, I certainly would!" I said, "Now drop those panties and let them see that tiny dick of yours." He put the tray down and a little reluctantly, pulled off his panties. Instantly my girlfriends cackled at the little appendage that was hanging in front of them. They were amazed! Mary turned to me and said, "That can't please you; that won't even begin to fill that pussy of yours!" I said, "Yes, you're right why do you think I have that big black Bull to keep me happy?" She laughed and said, "Oh yeah, I forgot about him." And then we all laughed. Norma said, "Oh I can't believe that thing is real, this is a joke. James, come over here so I can see that little thing close up and verify that it's real." James looked at me hesitantly obviously hoping I would deny her request. I said, "Do as she says James and do it now!" He slowly and cautiously approached Norma and she put her reading glasses on and bent down to examine his small penis. "I've seen print larger than this," she said, "I just have to touch it!" I said, "Go ahead, it's too small to hurt you." We all laughed. James stood very still anticipating the touch that was headed his way and fearing it at the same time. I just looked him in the eye and smiled. He is a good cuckold, I thought to myself. Mary said, "That thing can't really work. It certainly is too small to produce any cum. Look how small those balls are." I said, "Yeah, he has a little bit of cum every now and then. We can find out how much he has if you would like. I think it would be fun, don't you, James?" James just looked at me with horror in his eyes and I laughed out loud. "Come over here my little dicked man and let me show them what to do to find that cum in you." I commanded. Slowly James walked to my side and I took his small penis in my hand and started giving him a hand job. I could feel that little penis trying to get hard. I said to Mary, "Feel this, he gets hard just like a real man. He just doesn't get big like a real man." So she reached out and took his tiny dicklett in her hand and it was so small she almost lost it. She giggled at the feeling in her hand, she said, "It feels like a little mouse or something in my hand. It is soft and gushy and fun. I like this little toy but wouldn't want to sleep with it; it would never please me!" I laughed and said, "No his penis is of little use, but he does a great clean-up job after my Bull is has filled me with a great cream pie. The best oral sex I ever had!" She laughed and said, " I doubt that! My boyfriend gives great oral sex!" The challenge was made and I had to prove my point. I said, "Take 'em off my dear and let him show you!" I told James, " You show her how good that tongue of yours is, now!" He looked at me a little embarrassed and said, "Yes Ma'am." All us other girls gathered around to watch as Mary lay down and spread her legs. James dutifully went down on her and within minutes she was moaning at the pleasure she was given. Within five minutes she was squirming with ecstasy and begging him not to stop. Within another two minutes she orgasmed violently! And had a smile on her face. James just stood up and waited for more instruction from me. Mary smiled and said, "I see what you mean." I held out the wineglass and said to James, "You know what I want in here?" He said, "Yes, Ma'am! But you want to do it now?" I told him, "Yes, I want the girls to have fun too! This is a joyous time of year after all. And when it's full I want us both to drink it; you know how I love cum!" He just shook his head. I took his small, limp penis in my hand and started rubbing it. Gently at first to get it hard so it could produce the juices I desired. I looked at Norma who was watching with wide eyes and said, "I think you would enjoy this, here, try." She smiled and reached over and took that small penis in her large hand. She said, "This is so tiny!" "Yes, but it will cum for you just keep rubbing it." I told her and sat back to enjoy the scene. There was a smile on Norma's face; she was having a good time. Bonnie had been sitting there quietly since we started playing with James. She finally spoke, "Hey, when do I get a turn. I am used to big bulls and I want to see and feel that baby dick." Norma said, "Give me a few more minutes. He's starting to get hard. Look at those little balls, they're turning into little marbles." And she laughed while she tickled his small balls. James pleaded with me with his eyes, but I was far from ready to end this fun. I went into the bedroom and just listened to my friends having a good time with him. It was fun hearing them describe the sensations of touching such a small dicklett. When I re-emerged Bonnie had him in her hands fondling the penis like it was dough. I asked, if any cum had shown itself yet and the said it hadn't. "Oh well," I said, "guess I'll have to take matters into my own hands." I ridiculed him for not cooperating and took his dicklett into my hand. I said, "Now look James, I really want some cum here. You will give it up!" I put a little pressure on the small semi-erect penis and it became a little harder. I told the girls, "You just need to learn how to do this." They laughed. After jerking on his penis for a few minutes the sweet cum started its short journey to the head, precum was surfacing. I smiled and said to James, "Now, that a good boy!" The girls liked this and came closer to see his cum emerging from the head of his little cock. Bonnie got excited… "I want to get some of that in the glass, let me do it!" "Okay, but come take it from me, I don't want a break in the action or he'll lose it." I told her. Mary got up and went for the camera, "Wait, I want a picture of this!" she said. So I continued my constant stroking and when Mary came with the digital she took the picture as we traded off and Bonnie took over. Bonnie had a good rhythm going and I could see James was starting to fill that small instrument of his. I took the camera from Mary and got close to the scene. I wanted to see his cum flow out of his head. It was only a second before the cum flowed… I got a great shot and I even got one of his little small amounts of cum flowing into the glass. Bonnie stood up proud and held the wineglass up for all to see. We all cheered that she had accomplished her task! James stood there, still naked and his little dicklett totally withdrawn. I had an idea how to cheer him up. I went back into the bedroom and put on my strap-on. I walked out with only that on. "Okay girls, now some more fun…" The looked up and saw me and asked all together, "What are you going to do with that?" I said, "What do you think, I'm going to fuck him!" "Oh, okay, just so it's him and not us!" they said in unison. They laughed a laugh of relief. James knew what to do, and he got down on all fours. I told him, "No, James, it's not fair that only Mary gets the thrill of your tongue. Now you have to do Bonnie and Norma. And while you are doing them, I'm going to do you!" "As you wish Ma'am!" he said, "Do you have a preference as to which one should be first Ma'am?" I looked at the girls and Bonnie said, "I'm really wet from milking him, I want him to clean me first." I told James, "Okay, do her first." Bonnie took her panties off and lay on the soft cushions on the floor. James got down on all fours and crawled across the room to her, head bowed. I had Mary get the camera since she had already had hers and she became the photographer. I walked over and lubricated James' asshole so that I could enter him. I was careful as I inserted my 8-inch penis into him because I did not want to cause any bleeding. He moaned as he felt it slide into him. It took a while to get him use to this but now he enjoys it. As I fucked his butt he licked Bonnie really good. She started moaning almost as soon as his tongue touched her pubic hairs. Mary was taking pictures from all angles, wanting to get the full essence of the moment and the looks on everyone's face. The more excited Bonnie's moans became the deeper James penetrated her and the more I penetrated him. I was getting really excited with the sounds and movements going on around us. My pussy was wet and my clit was hard. I was ramming James harder than I ever had when it was just the two of us. I was losing control I was so excited. Finally, after about ten minutes Bonnie erupted with a loud scream of pleasure and her body convulsed for about two or three minutes from the ecstasy she was experiencing. From my angle, I could see her legs twitching. Should have filmed it instead of stills. I had to take quick deep breaths to keep my body from convulsing too. This was a real exciting experience for me. Mary had never used the strap-on before, but after she saw what I had gone through she asked, "Can I do him this time and you take the pictures?" "Sure, I need the break, that was really exciting. Just don't damage my goods, either one of them." I laughed. She promised she wouldn't and I turned over the strap-on. Meanwhile, Norma had stripped off her panties and made her way to the cushions. A smile across her face in anticipation of the orgasm she knew was on its way. She reached down and touched her pussy and announced, "I'm wet already and he hasn't even touched me!" and she laughed. "Just wait," I said, "you're going to want your own cuckold after this is over." Once again James took his position and this time Mary lubricated him and slowly entered his asshole. She was cautious, I could tell she didn't want to damage my property. She smiled as it slid smoothly into the ass hole I had already enlarged. James backed a little into it because he likes the way it feels and then he started licking and probing Norma and a tentative Mary started pumping her hips in a rhythm that felt good to her. She smiled and I could tell instantly that she enjoyed this. I walked around the scene with the camera taking some great pictures of each scene. I even took pictures of Bonnie masturbating. She just couldn't seem get enough of this situation. James was performing very well too. Norma's hips had already started to grind and there was a humming sound coming from her. James was licking furiously trying to keep up with the movement of her hips. Mary had a smile a mile wide as she pumped that large penis in and out of James' butt. This was really getting her off too. I was getting wet again too… that sex going on around me made me horny all over again. Everyone was having fun and getting what they wanted. No one felt left out. After about five minutes Norma was screaming with pleasure and Mary had juices running down her legs. It was clear they were enjoying this. I got close to Norma's pussy and got a picture of James' tongue in her and it knew its way around that territory. Her clit was standing at attention and demanding attention. James was doing a good job. In another few minutes Norma's entire body convulsed and a deep sigh came from deep inside her. She was completely spent. James slowly cleaned the entire pussy area and pulled slowly away from her pulsing body. As he backed out Mary gave a last thrust of her penis and sighed deeply as the juices continued to flow down her legs. James turned around and licked the juices, moaning, as he tasted her. He was getting a good supper. And he had no complaints. Well, now all of my guests were fully serviced. They lay there, all of them, with smiles on their faces. I said, "See, a cuckold is a good thing to keep around the house. And you can keep your Bulls too." They thanked me for a wonderful Christmas present and got dressed. James sat on the floor looking exhausted and satisfied. His little dicklett pulled into his body totally useless. But he smiled because he knew he has pleased me in pleasing my friends. As they left we vowed to do this every Christmas from now on. A Christmas to Remember Kandy hated wintertime, along with it's ice, snow and frigid temperatures. Here it was the middle of December, the temperature had dropped to ten degrees and there was four inches of snow on the ground. It had taken her 2 hours to drive ten miles. She cursed as she parked the car, checked the mailbox and walked toward the house with the snow biting here ankles. All she could think about was that it would soon be Christmas and what she wanted and it was not snow. Her one wish was to fly to some exotic island and lay on the beach soaking up the suns rays and being lulled by soft ocean breezes. She walked into the house shock of the snow, hung up her coat and sat down to look at her mail. She opened an envelope from Joe, wondering if it was a Christmas card. However she was a bit confused when she saw a postcard showing a bikini-clad woman standing on a beach, holding open the bottoms of her bikini while standing knee deep in water and hosing it off with the caption, "Cooling things down!" Now, why in the hell would he be sending her a summer postcard in the middle of winter. She decided to give Joe a call and ask him why. She dialed his number and Joe picked up the phone and said, "Hello sexy! What's up?" She replied, "Why in the hell would you send me a summer postcard in the middle of winter?" Joe replied, "It's simple doll. Do you remember your Christmas wish? You told me, you wished you could be far away beach wearing a bikini like the one on the card working on a tan." Kandy knew she could not afford any type of trip this year and said, "You know something Joe, I totally forgot I had told you that. Now tell me what does that have to do with this postcard?" Joe laughed and said, "Well my dear, your wish just might come true!" Kandy giggled and replied, "Okay, what did you do win the lottery or rob a bank?" Joe replied, "Wish I could of won the lottery, but this is better. You see two months ago I entered this contest by mail that had a prize of an expense paid trip of your choice anywhere in the world. I figured it was a hoax." Joe did not tell her that he had checked my mail last week, I had won a legitimate all expenses paid two week trip for two. He decided it was time to see if she was into a betting game, winner takes all. As he knew he would take this sexy beauty to Hawaii for the holidays. Joe then said, "Kandy, do you have a deck of cards handy? If so, get them. I think we will play a card game. I will draw a card, if it is the high card, my Christmas Wish will come true. If you draw high card, you will get a week for two in Hawaii. Are you up to this little wager love?" She replied, "Okay, let me go get the cards." She got the deck of card and said, "Ok Joe, I have the card. I must warn you that you are going to loose this hand! I just drew a card and have the Queen of Diamonds. Oh this is going to be fun, now it's your turn, pick any card and don't you dare cheat!" Kandy's told herself that it would be nice to be away from all this snow, ice covered roads. She crossed her fingers and hoped her card was higher then his. If she won, they would go to a cabin on the beach on the Island of Maui. She also knew if he won, they would probably go to his cabin deep in the snowy pines. She shivered and said to herself, "Brrrr, I do not want to see any more damn snow, I a not a fucking snow bunny!" Joe hated the snow too, however he did not tell her of his sneaky plan. He drew a card, and replied into the phone, " Oh fuck, four of diamonds! Looks like you win sweetheart!" Kandy almost busted Joe's eardrums when she shouted, "Oh my God, I have never won anything in my life. When can we leave?" Joe replied, "How about the December twenty first, that way we can spend Christmas in Hawaii. Remember to pack your purple bikini honey!" Kandy then told Joe, "If you were here baby, I would plant a kiss on you that would curl your toes. I love you! Now, I need to go shopping. Good bye lover boy!" Joe thought of telling Kandy that he planned the whole think making sure she would win. On the other hand, he would wait until they were on the plane to Hawaii, that way she could not get mad a go home. Soon they were sipping Margaritas and flying toward Hawaii. Joe leaned over and told Kandy to set her drink down, he had something to tell her. He then told her about his devious plan. Kandy looked Joe in the eyes and said, "Joe, you dirty card playing weasel. I am glad you told me, thanks for being honest." She then poked him in the ribs and said, "Better watch out, I will get even with you!" Joe leaned back in his chair and fantasized about the two of them in bed in a secluded bungalow on a private beach. In the background, all you could hear was the song of the sea gull and waves hitting the sand. The air would be scented with the aromatic floral sent of Gardenia's. Kandy leaned back and dreamed of the warm Hawaiian beach. She felt her nipples hardening and her clit swell as she pictured the two of them fucking under the stars on the beach. She leaned into Joe and uttered, "Oh baby, I can just imagine what will we do in the secluded cabin on the beach." Joe just kissed her check and whispered in her ear, "Me to doll, my cock is throbbing just thinking about it. If I knew we would not get caught, you'd be joining me in the bathroom and giving me a mile high blowjob." Kandy turned red and whispered in Joe's ear, "As loud as I am, we would get caught. Oh god, my clit is throbbing. I think I will read for a bit and try to relax. Oh hell, you know I cannot wait to fuck you!" She then leaned back and begin reading the book she had brought along. However her mind wandered to the sensual goodies she packed. This included massage oil, flavored gels, anal lube, a blind fold and silk scarves just in case she wanted to get kinky. Kandy must of fell asleep reading again, because the next thing she knew, Joe was tugging on her arm and saying, "Wake up sleepy head, we are just about ready to land in Hawaii." As Kandy looked out the window she said, "Ooooh god, Joe the view of the island is so beautiful! Ocean waves slapping warm sandy beached and not a drop of snow." They soon got off the plane, picked up there luggage and got into their rental car and drove off toward on of the luxuries hotel on the beach. Joe had reserved a private cabin, where they could even walk naked on the beach if they wanted too. Joe checked them into the hotel and the bellboy got their luggage and let them down the pathway to the cabin. The scent of flowers, the tropical birds and the sound of the ocean made his mind wander and his dick start to swell. They entered the room and Joe tipped the bellboy and closed the door. He then pulled Kandy into his arms and gave her a passionate kiss as his fingers roamed her sexy body. Joe then said, "Sweetheart, I love you! You mean so much to me, I hope you are my baby for eternity." Kandy returned his kiss and uttered, "I love you too honey. I am yours forever. Honey, let's unpack latter." "I want to feel your dick deep inside my cunt, my clit has been throbbing since we landed. " Joe walked over to the music system and set it on some soft romantic music. He then told Kandy to get the bag of sexy goodies out of her luggage as it was fucking time. She got the bag and laid it on the bedside table and then stripped. She then turned down the bed and asked him, "What do you have in mind lover boy?" Joe winked and said, "Hand me that satin blindfold doll. I going to put it on you then lead you over to the bed." Joe placed the blindfold on Kandy then laid her down gently on the bed kissing her soft sweet lips. He then asked her if she could see him and when she said no, he instructed her to relax and get ready for something soft n sexy! Oh my God, Kandy's beautiful sensuous body was right in front of him to kiss, lick and fuck all he wanted. For now, he wanted to tantalize her first. He reached over and took the massage oil of the bedside table and poured some in his hands. He then told he what he was going as he began rubbing her toes and feet. When he looked up, her pussy hairs glistened in anticipation. Joe said, "Relax honey and do not talk until I tell you that you can." He knew it was hard for her to relax, especially when she could not see what was happening. He continued the massage working his way up her legs just barely touching her skin. When he came near her pussy, he avoided it completely. He did this for a while feeling her quiver under his magical touch. Kandy rolled her head side to side and yelled, "Oh please Joe, do my fucking cunt!" For now Joe ignored her pleas and told her he would be back in a minute, he had to get something. He got off the bed, walked over to the bar in the corner of the room picket up the ice bucket. Returning to the bed, he told Kandy what he had and what he was going to do with a cube of ice. Taking one of the cube's he held it over her left nipple and let the cold water hit her. She begin to squirm and shiver with excitement. He then rubbed the ice around her nipple one at a time and watched them swell and become erect. He then leaned over, took the cold nipple into his mouth, and bit it. Joe stopped long enough to say to her, "Now don't talk yet. I know you love what I am doing to you hot tits!" Kandy arched her back and said, "Ooooh yessssssss, please, suck my nipple Joe!" Joe replied, "Not yet doll, now do not talk and relax." Joe got another ice cube and trickled the cold liquid from her breasts to her hot pussy. She spread her legs wide, trembled, and moaned louder. He let the droplets tingled against her clit until the cube was completely melted. He then moved closer her so he could eat her hot pussy. He tantalized her pussy and ass with his tongue, repeatedly. She responded by spreading her legs wider and pulling his head as close to her pussy as she could without smothering him. Kandy screamed, "OH fuck eat me! Make your baby cum!" He slid his tongue into her and begin licking, kissing and sucking her hot hole. Then he shoved two fingers inside her as he encircled her clit with his tongue. All the sudden, he stopped and just watched her for a minute without touching her. He did this repeatedly, knowing it would intensify her climax. Kandy started shaking uncontrollably as the earth shattering climax overtook her. When his fingers touched her clit again and when Joe slid his tongue inside her he tasted her sweet nectar. Joe loved the feeling of vulnerability he had when they were together making love. He helped her sit up and remove the blindfold and she looked at him intense lust in her eyes. They kissed and their tongues did the dance of lovers. Kandy wiggled her index finger and said, "Lay down Joe, it's your turn!" Kandy took her right nipple into her mouth and bit it watching his reaction, she knew these little acts of self-pleasure turn him on more. She then grabbed his hard throbbing dick, she knew velvety fingers would make him blow his load soon. She grabbed the base of his dick and squeezed it then said, "Do you remember me telling you I will get even, Well baby, it's time to get kinky!" Kandy then took Joe by the hand and led him over to the big bay window. Since it was not dark outside he wondered what she had in store for him. Kandy opened the curtain and said, "I know this is a private cabin, but I see people walking on the beach. Hum, I wonder if they can see us?" Joe realized the two of them could actually be seen and he blushed at the idea. He has never done anything this risky before. However the more he thought about it the more turned on he got. When he looked at Kandy, her nipples appear bigger and harder and her thighs are visibly wet. She knelt in front of Joe and begin kissing and sucking his dick. Then she moved up and placed her big 42 D's around it. With her seductive green eyes looking it to his she said, "Fuck my tits Joe! I want the people to watch us! Damn, I am so fucking hot and my clit is throbbing!" Hot-damn, Joe always got lost when looking into those sexy green eyes. He no longer cared who was watching, grabbed her head and started fucking her tits. He watched Kandy and gasped, each time the head of his dick came near her mouth, she flicked the end of it with her hot tongue. Then she placed her warm lips around the head as his dick slid between her mounds. He could feel cum churning in his balls begging for release. He wanted to cover her body with cum. Joe threw his head back licked his lips and shouted, "Baby, I love what you are doing to my dick. Yessss, aarrgghh, harder baby, daddy is going to cum soon!" Kandy took his hands, placed them on her tits, and continued to tantalize the head with her mouth. Joe moved his fingers so he could pinch her nipples as he fucked her tits. When he glanced down he noticed she had spread her legs and was fingering her pussy. Oh fuck, the risk of someone seeing the two of them fucking sucking and masturbating is more then Joe could take. He screamed, "Oooooooh fuck honey, that's it play with yourself! Oh god, you know I love to watch you masturbate! Do it baby, cum for daddy!" Kandy loved it when Joe talked dirty to her. She also loved to call him daddy. She stopped sucking and said, "Oh god daddy I am so turned on! I hope someone is watching because your cum-slut is going to cum for her daddy! Will daddy cum in my fucking mouth and make me swallow every drop?" Joe, looked out the window and saw a man standing off to the side in the bushes with his hand inside his pants. It was obvious he was playing with his dick. Joe whispered something to Kandy and she turned so the man could see her fingering her hot cunt. She then glanced at the guy out of the corner of her eye and saw him drop his pants and openly jack his dick hard. Kandy then screamed loud hoping the man watching could hear her, "Oh fuck, I love it!" Then she whispered at Joe, "Do you see the man watching us over there? I hope he can see everything! Oh my god I love watching him jacking off?" Joes replied, "Yes, I see him! I want you to cum while he is watching you baby! Kandy then moved and got the chair near then and sat in the window making sure the guy outside could see everything. She told Joe to fuck her mouth as she spread her legs wide and rubbed her clit. The action of Joe fucking her mouth, the guy watching was more then she could take. Kandy closed her eyes and yelled, "Oh daddy, fuck I'm cumming!" Kandy begin to shake with her climax and Joe could not hold back, he exclaimed, "Oh fuck, I am cumming!" With so much cum it squirts out of her mouth onto her face and nipples. She eagerly tries to swallow every luscious drop as she sucks hard draining his balls. As they watch, the guy outside cums too. The guy then gives them the thumbs up and left. Joe pulled Kandy into his arms and said, "I love you baby! God you are awesome I cannot wait to fuck you outside in the open under the stars. I am sure we can find a secluded spot on the beach. Merry Christmas Kandy!" A Christmas to Remember Chris grumbled unhappily as he looked out his window at the fresh snowfall coating that was once against coating his walkway and more importantly his driveway. It had been a long time since snow had been a thing of magic and glory, so long ago that he hardly believed that he had ever been that naïve. Snow wasn't a wonderful once a year event that meant time to go outside and build snowmen and get hurl snowballs at friends and neighbors. No, snow was the stuff that trapped you in your house and had to be shoveled out of the way, and forced you to salt your walkways. Something Chris had simply refused to since he didn't have anyplace pressing to go and wasn't expecting anybody to come over. That was probably the real reason why he was so cranky around the holidays not that he'd ever actually admit it to anybody. His work had moved him out from sunny southern California to snowy Maine, literally the closest person he could consider a friend was a little over a thousand miles away in Chicago. And that was only by using a fairly generous term for what a friend was, in reality Lara was a long time role play buddy stretching all the way back to the AOL chat rooms of lore, though these days they mostly played on the forums of Literotica. He'd seen pictures of her, they even exchanged gifts most years (this year he'd gotten her a PS4 with Assassin's Creed, her gift had yet to arrive, not that he'd open it until tomorrow morning.) spoken to her on the phone a handful of times but they'd never even met face to face. Every few years they would talk about how this was the year that they were finally going to meet face to face but that's all it really was. Talk. Neither one of them really meant it anymore than people really mean it when they say that this is the year that they intend to go backpacking around Europe. If you'd really intended to do it you wouldn't be talking about it, you'd be packing your bags and you'd just be there. "Stupid fucking snow." He grumbled. It was only five in the afternoon but it was already dark especially with the fat grey storm clouds that had swept in two days before and threatened to bury him and the entire north east beneath its angry snow. So he'd given himself permission to get into the rum and eggnog already and was settled in for a marathon of stupid Christmas specials on Cartoon Network. That was one thing that never seemed to suck about Christmas. Ever since he could remember he'd watch most of the same specials. Frosty the Snowman, Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer, He-Man and She-Ra Christmas special, Johnny Bravo Christmas and a personal favorite in Ernest Saves Christmas. They were fun to watch with the family, especially the kids who'd never seen them before and with older friends and family that honestly couldn't wrap their minds around the thirty two year old curling up with an oversized mug of hot cocoa (he had a recipe for 151 hot cocoa that would knock you on your ass and got him invited to lots of Christmas parties back home and kicked out of one when the kids had unknowingly gotten into it. He'd personally found it absolutely hilarious to be honest and had a bitch of a time not laughing) and settle in for hours and upon hours of cheesy Christmas stories. This year it just wasn't quite working and he suspected that part of it was the constant driving snow outside. It was just dreary and unending. "Whoever is dreaming of a white Christmas has either never had one or has a very good reason to appreciate being snowed in for days at a time. It wasn't a subject he was ever going to broach with his own parents but he'd long suspected that it might not be a coincidence that nearly every member of his family was born in late July through early September and they'd originally been New Yorkers. Chris quickly lost track of time, eventually the combination of rum and overall dreariness of the day drove him to a point where he was randomly passing in and out. It wasn't the way he would have chosen to spend the holidays but that was what he had to work with and the sooner the days went by the happier he'd be. The doorbell woke Chris up and he could only grumble looking at the time. It was barely nine in the morning. Way too fucking early for him to be up, too early for people to be coming to his house. It was Christmas morning, who the fuck would even be out? The doorbell chimed again. "I'm coming!" He shouted angrily pulling himself up from his spot sprawled out on the couch and pulling on a sweater. "Are you Chris Jacobson?" A delivery man dressed in the drab brown uniform of his company asked thrusting a clip board out. He was standing next to an enormous box. It was easily six feet tall. "Yes." Chris replied. The delivery man looked strangely familiar. Maybe if he wasn't still coming down off the rum nog from the night before, tired and cranky he might have recognized him but as it stood he was all of those things and getting cold as well so he scribbled his name onto the clipboard. "Good, where do you want it?" The man asked propping the box up on the dolly and pushing his way into the house. Not that Chris was fighting him. "Over by the tree would be fine I guess." Chris answered stepping away and motioning. "Alrighty-" The man said spinning to leave. "Hold up." Chris dug his wallet out of his desk pulling out thirty bucks and handing it to the delivery man. "Nobody should be out in this shit and certainly not on Christmas. "Merry Christmas and have a good one." "Merry Christmas to you too!" The man said before leaving and shutting the door behind him. As soon as he found the return address Chris's face went from confused to completely baffled. What could Lara have possibly boxed that would be remotely this large. He'd actually assumed it was something from his folks, not that he was any clearer on what they'd send him that required a box big enough to make into a fort for an adult. The idea did seem strangely inviting. "Well I guess I'll get a knife and open this." Chris said walking to the kitchen to grab a knife. When he came back the box had already opened itself somehow folding neatly in half almost like a door out of it. Before he had time to be confused his eyes wandered over to the tree where a leggy blonde was posed on her back. Fuck me black platform heels lead to green and white socks that ended just beneath the matching green boy shorts. Actually the socks were almost like beacons pointing straight at her pert rump. Her just more than a handful of breast was contained by in equally green bra that displayed her cleavage and she topped off the outfit with a green Santa styled hat. "Merry Christmas." Lara purred. Chris could only stand and stare at her for almost a full minute. He honesty didn't believe what he was seeing and looked back at his bottle of eggnog rum. Half gone. "Okay, I'm probably just dreaming this whole thing and as dreams go well I don't think I'm going to be telling Lara that I fantasize about her." The blonde rolled over to her hands and knees crawling over to him. "Oh but I already know. Weren't you the one who said you always wished a girl would come to you as a gift-" her voice dropped to a husky whisper, "-and beg you to unwrap your present?" "I might have said that." He looked around the room for a moment. Lara got up on her knees unfastening Chris's belt and sliding it out of the loops then undid his button before leaning up and taking the zipper in her teeth and tugging it down. "And did you say that you found me and I quote, ridiculously hot? And that you would wreck me given half a chance?" "I think I was drunk when I said that." Chris replied. Lara didn't have to do anything, gravity did the work of taking pants down to the floor and leaving her at eye level with his cock which had all on it's own managed to slip through the opening in his boxers aiming itself insistently at her face. "You're always drunk." Lara retorted. As close as she was he could feel her breath on the head of his prick. "Besides that doesn't mean you were lying, it looks your. . .candy cane is eager for me to take a lick." She didn't wait for him to reply, she leaned forward pressing her lips to the crown. Then her tongue slithered out from between her cherry red lips coating the head with saliva. "It's bigger in person." She purred. Chris's hands moved to his sides, then to the back of his head, back down to his sides unable to find an appropriate place to put then. Lara's bright blue eyes moved up to his. "Why are you being so shy? I know what you are." She grabbed his hands and buried them in her blonde tresses. Chris didn't argue with her at all, he just tightened his grip slightly. When Lara opened her mouth again Chris thrust in forcing himself straight to the back of her throat. She gagged and sputtered, but she didn't fight him. She just stared up at him lust burning brightly in her eyes. Her hands snaked around him grabbing digging her fingers into his fairly muscular buttocks and pulled him towards her. She was determined to get him all the way down her throat. After several tries she managed to press her nose down against his pubic bone. "Holy fuck." Chris growled keeping his hands in her hair. At this point it was nearly impossible to tell which of them was actually the aggressor. His fingers were twisted in her hair yanking her head down over and over again but she was just ass aggressively digging her nails into his ass and force feeding herself cock. Chris swore he could actually see the bulge in her throat where his cock was and it obviously didn't take long before he was getting close to coming and she didn't seem like she had any intention of stopping. Lara didn't stop. She started moaning his cock and picked up the pace noisily gagging. Saliva oozed out of the corners of her mouth and down her throat to her breasts but she didn't stop even for an instant. He eyes stayed on his the entire time until Chris's warm semen erupted and oozed down her throat and even then she kept her lips sealed around him for several more moments before letting his now flaccid cock slip from her lips. "Merry Christmas." She swooned looking up at him. "Now you're going to make breakfast. French Toast will be fine." She wiped her mouth and looked up at him. Chris dumbly nodded to both her question and her demand. This was definitely something he wouldn't mind becoming a holiday tradition. A Christmas to Remember Her hands are still on my body and begin to slide down to my clit. With Your cock slamming deep into me she runs her fingers over my clit. Each time You slam into me You press her fingers harder onto me. My orgasm is so close; I can't control it much longer. I begin to bed You, "Please Master, please let me cum for You!" My wrists are throbbing, my face covered in cum, fingers rubbing my clit, You know I wont be able to last much longer. You tell me, "Yes my little slut, cum for me, now. Cum for your Master." The orgasm rips through me, my pussy exploding, squeezing Your cock as I cum harder than ever. I'm screaming, tossing my head from side to side, hips thrusting up, wanting every inch of You inside me. With one last final thrust you explode, panting, groaning, sending Your seed deep into me. Then You collapse on top of me, Your head laying on my heaving chest. You lift up, press Your lips to mine, tasting the girl. "Did you enjoy your new toy, my dear?" You whisper. I manage to whimper a yes and a thank You. "You're welcome my dear." You say as You reach above my head and release my wrists, then my ankles, gathering my weak body into Your arms. You remove the blindfold, with a sigh; I snuggle deeper into You. Completely exhausted, I fall asleep quickly. When I awaken I'm alone and wrapped in the blanket. Seeing the T-shirt laying on the bed, I slip it over my head and leave the room, trying to find You. I hear voices and following them I find You and Gabrielle sitting on the couch. You look up and see me standing there, hair a mess, eyes sleepy and smile at me. Getting up, You take my hand and lead me to the couch to sit in Your lap. I smile over at Gabrielle as I lay my head on Your shoulder, some how not surprised that it was she. I close my eyes and miss the glance You send her way. "Well, I must be leaving now." She says as if dismissed. She heads for the door telling me she was very pleased to have finally met me, blows me a kiss and walks out. With Your hand under my chin You lift my mouth to Yours. You kiss me tenderly on the lips, making me sigh. "I'm very proud of you today, my dear. Your trust in me has grown immeasurably." You tell me as You lift me into Your arms, carrying me back to the bedroom you gently lay me down, climb in next to me and pull me into Your arms. Your hand runs through my hair, soothing me. "You have had a big day, my sweet. It's time to rest now." I fall asleep in Your arms, safe, secure, and cared for like I have never been before. The week passes quickly, with us spending every minute together. I meet some of Your family on Christmas, their really great, I have a lot of fun spending time with them. The day before I am to leave, we spend in bed. I am not strapped down this time, but have been instructed to stay put; You will bring me anything I might need. But all I need is You and You are here with me. The next morning I wake up with tears in my eyes, not wanting to leave. We drive to the airport in silence, each with our own thoughts. Mine are consumed with the emptiness I know I will feel once I leave You. In the terminal, You hold me tight, telling me everything will be fine and I'll be back. "And next time Gabrielle is bringing her friends, Tiffany and Bridgett." You tell me, sending shivers down my spine. With that thought and one final kiss goodbye, I board the plane, leaving You, with a smile. Written for Him.