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Christmas with Summer Ch. 01

By: stevieraygovan



This story picks up where my "Summer" series left off, so I strongly encourage you to read those two chapters before you begin this series.

~ ~ ~

"If I were all yours, you would still want me to dress this way around other men...even your friends?"

That was the million-dollar question, and it had always been the defining element of our relationship.

My very own Isla Fisher look-alike exhibitionist, Summer was pure crazy enthusiasm. Blessed with an insatiable lust for flirty adventures, she had wild auburn hair, a criminally sexy body, and an enchanting smile that could melt even the coldest heart. Always ready with a kind word, eager to share her joyous spirit, her fun-loving motor seemingly had no redline.

I was hopelessly addicted.

We met when I was renting a place with her former boyfriend, and from our very first moment together she loved to flirt with me. Right from the start we established a nice little teasing relationship, then we became lovers. Always, though, her main question centered on the issue of whether I would really still want her to dress so sexily and be so flirty around other men if she were mine?

Well, we were about to find out.

Having left her boyfriend to be with me, we were fortunate to find a semi-affordable three-bedroom rental house near the beach. The thing is, yes, we were together, but we didn't have any roommates for her to flirt with while bopping around in her skimpy clothes. That's really where she wanted to see if I was full of shit, since she no longer doubted that I loved the way she dressed for going out. Clubs, concerts, dinners? The beach, the museum, or the park? People we didn't know? No worries. We'd done plenty of that already as a couple, so she knew that at least where showing her off in public was concerned I'd been telling the truth. Her issue was she wanted to find out whether I'd also been telling the truth about how I would still want her to dress so sexily and be her normal flirty self around roommates, or even my friends.

We were deeply in love, and very happy together. Her innate playfulness meant she was always coming up with new ways for us to have fun, and a large part of our happiness had to do with the fact that I loved her teasing games. She could do 'serious' when the occasion called for it, but that really wasn't who she was. A child at heart, her greatest joy came from making people laugh and feel good. An inveterate flirt, she couldn't help but try to have a blast with everyone she met.

She was admittedly both intrigued and excited by my desire for her to enjoy being herself, including playing her sexy games. In her experience this was an entirely novel concept, and it quickly became the glue in our relationship. Her other boyfriends had always tried to control her, wanting to suppress her natural playfulness and flirty nature out of fear of losing her to some other man. That was the exact opposite of how I felt. I wanted her to be as free and crazy as possible. I loved when she was bouncing off the walls with happy, flirty energy, and the more she saw that attitude from me, the happier she became.

A definite win-win situation, I'd say.

Her basic question, however, was about to receive its answer. A confluence of events meant we were to be hosting three of my four best friends over the Christmas holiday season, which meant Summer and I would finally enter the 'test phase' of our relationship.

My other best friend, Sonny, was getting married. He and I had grown up together, having been friends since the age of seven. He was a Sikh, and his family had managed to rope him into an arranged marriage. Of course I was going to attend his wedding ceremony, as were Dave, John and Aaron. The five of us played baseball together in high school and had remained friends into our adult lives. There was no way we weren't going to be there when Sonny tied the knot.

Truth be known, we also wanted to watch the USC-Oklahoma national title football game. For once in our adult lives, we wanted to be in the same room together when USC played for the championship. Using Sonny's wedding as our excuse, it was decided that the guys would stay at my place during the week of Christmas and on through the New Year, all the way up to the big game on January 4th. That meant they'd finally get to meet Summer. Conversely, it meant Summer would play hostess to a houseful of my friends...for nearly two weeks.

'This ought to be interesting,' I thought, grinning to myself.

~ ~ ~

"Oh my god! Really? They're all going to stay here? Baby, that's awesome! I'm so happy for you!" 

When I told her the news, of course Summer was never going to respond any other way. It was just impossible not to love her. Plenty of other women would've instantly fretted over the imposition, not to mention the possibility of being ignored during the holidays. Nope, not Summer. She was out of her mind with excitement, and it was so genuine. All she could talk about was how great it was that my friends and I were going to be able to spend an entire New Year's Day watching football together. She couldn't wait to see what sorts of "adorably juvenile" things we would do to each other, and she thought it'd be a blast to go to a Sikh wedding, especially as an honored guest.

At no point did either of us ever mention the prospect of Summer spending nearly two weeks alone in our house with me and my friends. What she might wear or do given such a golden opportunity to test me were subjects never broached. She was just thrilled to death over how much fun we were all going to have over the holidays, and she was dying to meet the guys.

~ ~ ~

"Dude, I fuggen hate you," John said, taking Summer's hands while looking over her shoulder at me. "What on earth is a gorgeous creature like this doing with a dork like you?"

It was December 24th, Christmas Eve, and Summer and I had gone to the airport in the early afternoon to pick him up. We were doing our introductions at the baggage claim at L.A.X. 

"Be nice to him! He's the reason we're all here, you know. And it's great to meet you too," smiled Summer, giving John a big hug, but only after she stuck her tongue out at him for saying such a "mean thing" to me.

John gently returned her hug, his hands drifting to her lower back. Because we were enjoying an unseasonably warm late December, Summer wore only a short, light sundress and a pair of three-inch heels. Her smooth, tanned legs were bare, but in a concession to it being "...that time of the month...sorry, baby!" she also had on a tiny pair of white cotton thong panties.

When we arrived back at the house, Dave and Aaron were already there, having driven in from parts unknown. Finally, all five of us were together in our living room.

"C'mon you guys, group hug!" grinned Summer.

We all looked at each other for a moment. "Okay!" I said. Forming a tight circle around her before moving in closer to squeeze her between us, the four of us started bopping her around.

"Not me, you idiots! Hug each other!" she giggled, laughing as she was pinballed from one guy to the next.

"Aaron, grab her feet!" laughed John, and Aaron immediately understood the plan. Dave and I moved to either side of her, and before Summer knew what was happening Aaron and John had tossed her high in the air! She squealed in shock, then she laughed with glee when we all caught her in a basket of arms. "Again!" barked John, and we tossed her into the air a second time. Her dress flew up over her hips, exposing her sheer panties. When she landed in our arms, her large breasts bounced crazily, and a button popped open. She'd already left the top two unbuttoned anyway, revealing a nice bit of smooth cleavage, so when that next one came undone it left her dress open to the bottom of her braless breasts. Though nothing too serious was showing, she was a gloriously disheveled sight as she lay laughing, panting and squirming in our arms, her tiny panties shining like a beacon beneath her flipped-up skirt.

"Let me down, you big galoots!" she giggled, and we all set her down. She stood with her hands on her hips, grinning as she tried to catch her breath. "Okay, guys, first rule: Playing with your Summer is allowed and even encouraged, but just be careful with her. A Summer is a fragile toy, so please don't break her!"

"Absolutely."

"Perish the thought."

"We're always careful with our toys." 

The obligatory assurances from the peanut gallery given, Summer just giggled at them. "I think I like your friends, Jake. They're all completely retarded!" 

"Hey!" they said, almost simultaneously.

I was about to say, "Uh-oh, now you did it..." but before I could even get it out they'd pounced on her again, attacking like a pack of wild wolves!

"Aaaaeeeeiiiii!" she squealed, collapsing to the carpet in front of the couch when they all swooped down on her, tickling her everywhere. "I didn't mean it! Stop! Aaaaaeeeii! Ahahahahaha!! Stop!Stop!Stop! I'm sorryyyy!" she shouted, rapid-fire, and finally they let up on her.

"Jeez!" she said, shakily coming to her feet. Fully flushed, she was beaming gorgeously. "Guess I'm gonna have to watch what I say around you guys, huh?"

Panting while smoothing her dress, she was fucking ravishing. She glanced down, and if she noticed her top had come undone to well below her breasts, she didn't say anything. She didn't button it back up, though, either. All she did was give me a quick, furtive smile.

"Okay, she's a keeper! You done good," Dave said to me, and the others added their boisterous approval.

"Gee, thanks," grinned Summer. "All a girl has to do is get attacked by you barbarians, and you say Jake's found himself a winner. Nice. You guys are way too easy." 

"Well," Aaron added, "it helps that you're also stupendously gorgeous, if you don't mind my saying so." 

She gave him a fake southern-belle blush and a semi-sincere, "Thank you."

"Jake's also told us that you're the most fun woman he's ever met," John said, "which doesn't hurt your cause either. Fun is good. We like fun. We sort of look after each other, and we all have to agree on a girl or else the guy can't seriously date her. It's kind of our little rule."

He had an even smile, and she couldn't quite tell whether he was being serious.

"So, do I have the group's approval?" she asked, smiling uncertainly.

"Oh, I wouldn't go quite that far, not just yet," I chided. "One tickle-fest does not serious approval make."

"Let's just say you've definitely passed the preliminary rounds," chuckled Aaron.

Grinning, Summer folded her arms. "I swear, you guys are the weirdest group of knuckleheads I've ever seen. Okay, so how will I know when I've passed all your tests? Is there some kind of final exam? Will there be a cap and gown ceremony, with 'Pomp and Circumstance' playing in the background? Just so you know, if I do graduate, I'll want something a lot more fun than a silly sheepskin."

"Oh, I wouldn't sweat it too much," smiled John. "You've got a pretty good 'in' with the judges. I think they already like you."

"Hmmm, so I've got that going for me. Good to know, good to know…" she smirked, absentmindedly caressing her hips and tummy where the guys had been tickling her.

~ ~ ~

The guys played paper-rock-scissors to see who would get the two extra bedrooms. Aaron lost, so he got the couch. Dave and John high-fived each other, then Summer high-fived them too. Noticing Aaron mock-pouting, she breezed over and took his hand. "Ohhh, poooor Aaron, stuck out here on the couch all by his lonesome! I'll tell you what, sweetie. To ease your loneliness, I'll come out each night and give you some hot cocoa before tucking you in for beddy-bye, okay?"

"Hey, fuck that! I'll take the couch!" Dave said, and we all laughed.

"Too late, loser!" chortled Aaron, and Summer hugged herself against his arm. Reaching around her shoulders to hold her close, Aaron grinned when she pressed her breast into his side. Glancing down her sundress, I noticed he could see past her full, bare breasts and smooth tummy, all the way to her white panties. Though her nipples weren't showing, they were definitely erect, making obvious points through the thin dress.

Summer was clearly turned on. Pressing herself more firmly into his side, she gave him a warm, sexy smile.

Aaron smirked at Dave, who flipped him off.

It was 5:00 p.m., and I reminded everybody that we needed to start getting dressed for Sonny's wedding. The women in his family wanted me to bring Summer over early so they could get her ready for the ceremony. They were going to do her make-up and clothes in traditional Sikh style, which apparently was going to require a good bit of time. In particular, Sonny's little sister couldn't wait to cover Summer's hands and forearms in henna tattoos.

After dropping Summer off at Sonny's house, the four of us went to a sports bar near the wedding hall. With a couple of hours to kill before we were expected back at Sonny's place, we watched some football and played a few games of pool while catching up with each other's lives.

Finally, inevitably, the talk turned to Summer.

"Seriously, Jake," Dave said, "how did you ever land a catch like that? She's insanely gorgeous, plus she's an absolute blast. I don't know that I've ever met a woman with a better attitude. She's a total doll."

Dave was the serious one of the group. He was our baseball team's catcher, with a dark, brooding look and a muscular, stocky build. He owned a construction company, and due to the amount of hours he put into his work he'd always said that he just didn't have time for any serious relationships.

Once again I told them how Summer and I had gotten together, leaving out some of the more salacious details. Still, they shook their heads and whistled over some of our antics. They especially seemed interested in hearing about Summer's clothing choices.

John asked, "So, whatever happened to Bill? You never heard from him again even though you sort of skipped out on him, and Summer just up and left him?"

John was a bit of a stunted adolescent. He bounced from job to job and girlfriend to girlfriend, most of whom were beach bunnies, strippers, or both. The very definition of happy-go-lucky, he was our team's shortstop and probably the best-looking guy of our group, being a totally ripped six-foot-two, blond beach-bum.

"Before Summer took off for good," I said, "she wrote Bill a quick 'I'm outta here!' letter, telling him that she doesn't stay with people who cheat on her. She didn't leave any room for discussion, so I guess he just let it go. Myself, hell, he and I were never friends anyway. We were only roommates, and hardly knew each other. I gave him enough money to cover a few months of extra rent, and the note I left him was pretty straightforward. It was one of those deals where I simply said, 'I'm moving to a new place, so here's some extra rent to cover you for the trouble.' I never heard from him again, so I guess he was fine with it."

Aaron wanted to know whether Summer and I were serious, as in possible marriage-material serious. He was the star pitcher on our team. Tall and thin, he was in an on again-off again relationship with a cute blonde at his computer software company. It was mostly just a 'friends with benefits' situation, and apparently they both knew nothing was ever going to come of it.

"So, what do you think? Is she the one?" he asked.

They all leaned in to hear my response.

"Yeah," I said, "we're pretty serious. We don't have any set plans yet to get married, but I don't see anything that would stop us. We're definitely on the same page."

"You always did like flirty women with tons of attitude, and she definitely fits the bill," said Dave.

"Like you'd complain if you had a woman who looked and acted like Summer," grinned John. 

"Nope, I'm not saying I would. I'm just saying Jake always gets along best with fun, flirty women, and she's definitely a really fun flirt. Not all guys prefer that kind of woman. A lot of people couldn't handle being with a girl like Summer."

"That's true," I said. "One of the things that always ruins Summer's relationships is the guy gets possessive and controlling with her. She's a free-spirit who likes to have fun, and most guys want to put her in a cage once they think they've landed her. They love how she is when they first meet her, and especially when they're dating, but soon enough they always change, becoming jealous and boring, she says.

"She's waiting to see if I'll do that, too. She told me early on that she was worried I was only encouraging her to 'be herself' because she was with Bill, not me. Maybe all I wanted was to get some cheap thrills off of someone else's girlfriend? She's always been dying to find out whether I'd really still want her to be that way around my own friends if she were mine. Now that we're together, we still talk about it. That's her huge question in this relationship."

"What do you tell her?" asked Dave.

"He tells her, 'Fuck yeah, go on with your bad self, woman!'" said John. "That's definitely what I'd tell her if she were mine."

"Yeah, pretty much," I said. "I told her, no, it wasn't merely a case of shooting for 'cheap thrills' with someone else's girlfriend. I let her know that I almost insist on my woman dressing to be as sexy as possible, and not just when we're alone. I made it really clear that I want her to get off on it too, and I said I'd hate it if she only did it when we're by ourselves together.

"She says she loves that I feel that way, and she definitely gets off on looking sexy and flirting. She would want to do it anyway, but it's even better when she's with a man who encourages it."

"Sounds like you nailed it with this girl," grinned John.

"I gotta ask, though," Dave said, ever the sober, cautious one. "How far? That has to be the obvious question. How far will she go, and how far does she want to go? More importantly, how far do you want her to go?"

"Seriously," I said, "we really haven't gone into much detail about it. My attitude is that as long as she's honest with me, and there's no sneaking around behind my back, then I'm pretty much fine with anything she does. We're having fun together. I want it to stay this way, and a big part of it is Summer likes to flirt and be happy. She's with me, and that's not going to change just because of some harmless flirting and sexy clothes."

"Okay then," Aaron said, finally addressing the nine-hundred-pound gorilla in the room, "what about us? How will you feel about her flirting and being sexy and all that with us?"

"That's really the biggest question, isn't it?" I grinned. "That's the one situation Summer specifically wonders about: How would I feel if she wore her sexy things and flirted with my roommates or friends? Not just strangers, but friends."

"So," John asked, "what do you think? In fact, how do we even play this? I mean, fuck, she's hotter than hell, but it's still gotta be 'Bros before hoes' and all that, right? I don't want you punching my face in just because she flirted with me, or whatever. Also, damn, you know I'll be totally checking her out. As gorgeous as she is, I won't be able to help it. What happens then?"

"No worries," I said. "All of you, no worries. Because she is hotter than hell, particularly when she flirts, I love watching her be sexy with people, and that includes you guys. I told her to go ahead and enjoy it. The main thing, and it's the only thing I ask so I won't have to punch anyone's face in, is that you always respect her. Respect her wishes, and respect her as a person. Yeah, she's hot as fuck, of course I realize that, but she's also a truly great girl, and she's the woman I love. Yes, we'll probably end up getting married. Nothing will change then, either. I'll still want her to be herself, and I'm obviously never going to tell you that you can't check her out. That's what I'm saying. You don't need to worry about it. Where you guys are concerned, hey, whatever she says goes, and whatever she says doesn't go, that's it, you stop right there. If she becomes uncomfortable for any reason, it's time to slow your roll. Otherwise, I want everyone to have a blast together."


Christmas with Summer Ch. 01



"So you're okay with her playing around with us, with her flirting and all that, as long as she's the one who initiates it, right? I just want to make sure we're all on the same page here," Aaron said.

"Yes and no. Yeah, whatever she initiates, I'm fine with it. C'mon, though, I know you, and I know her. It's not like she'll be the only one who ever starts things. There's no way you guys aren't going to flirt big time with her at some point, and that's cool. She'd probably be disappointed if it was all her. I'm sure she'd hope that you'll be as friendly and affectionate to her as she is to you, right?"

"She sure seemed fine with all of us tickling her and tossing her in the air," offered Dave, nodding thoughtfully.

"Yep," I said, "she definitely ate it up. Then again, honestly, what girl wouldn't enjoy being the center of attention of four studly douchebags like us?"

We all laughed, then John added, "Still, I can't believe you landed her. That is just total bullshit! Christ, does she at least have a fuggen sister?!"

~ ~ ~

The wedding reception was a riot. John and his over-the-top Rico Suave dance moves managed to amuse all the strait-laced Sikh women to no end, and everyone got a big kick out of seeing Summer made up to appear Indian. They'd decorated her in royal blue silk head to toe, including blue silk pumps and a blue sari atop blue silk pants. She wore a sheer wrap around her auburn hair, and they'd darkened her make-up to where she easily could've passed for a Sikh. The henna tattoos on her hands and wrists were a huge hit, and Sonny's grandmother had even insisted on Summer wearing a bindi dot on her forehead, signifying a married Sikh woman. When we all met up at the wedding hall, Sonny's grandmother - with prodding winks - went out of her way to point out Summer's bindi to me, telling me seventy-three times what it meant.

Subtle, those Sikh grandmothers.

Once Sonny and his young British bride completed their seven laps around the little ceremonial temple, they were officially married. Eager to get them started on their month-long honeymoon trip to Mombasa, Kenya, their parents hurried them outside and piled them into a waiting limo. They took a moment to wave final goodbyes to all their well-wishers before Sonny's goofball father sarcastically slammed the door closed, and off they went.

Even though the festivities were over, everybody was still in a partying mood when we arrived back at the house. The guys changed into variations on the t-shirt and sweats or shorts theme, then we all settled in by the lighted pool. 

"Drinks, guys?" Summer asked, poking her head through the sliding-glass patio door. 

"Beer!" they all shouted. 

"I'll grab my own," I said, getting up to go into the kitchen and help her. 

Once I was in the kitchen, I was met by the sight of Summer bending down into the fridge, her ass directly facing me. She was only wearing a tight white belly-shirt along with a tiny pair of red and white nylon running shorts. Smiling to myself, I noticed that she'd obviously ditched her bra and panties, which I gratuitously went ahead and confirmed by running my hand over her breasts before slipping it between her legs.

Looking over her shoulder, she gave me a big grin. "Mmmm, aren't you the lucky boy? My period ended today."

I continued to stroke her clearly visible slit from behind, enjoying the feel of her soft, moist warmth.

"Jake, you better stop that. You're going to make me even hornier than I already am."

"Yeah? So? And that would be bad, how?" I asked, smiling as the thin nylon moistened through to the point where I could rub my fingers together and feel her wetness.

"So, here..." she said, slipping aside the narrow strip of material that only barely covered her pussy. Arching her back and pressing against my hand, she guided my fingers into her steaming wet slit. "Mmmm, yes, fuck me," she moaned.

Spreading my fingers, I used the middle one to rub her clit while caressing her adorable asshole with my thumb. She jerked when I touched her swollen bud, then she hissed, "Hurry, before they come looking for us. Make me cum!"

When I pressed my thumb deep into her asshole as I squeezed her clit between my ring and middle fingers, her beautiful pussy went into sweet little spasms. "Ohhh! Ohhh! Unnnhhhhh..." she moaned, creaming my fingers while moving her ass in slow, languid circles.

"Mmmm, thank you, baby, that was just what I needed," she purred, smiling happily over her shoulder once she was finished cumming.

I slid her tiny covering back over her drenched pussy, then I helped her with the beers. Together we carried drinks and snacks out to the guys, who were all relaxing on our patio's lounge chairs.

"Man, Summer, you should've worn that to the wedding!" grinned John, his appreciative gaze shifting back and forth from her erect nipples showing through her semi-sheer top to her silky wet sex and the explicit camel toe it was making in her skintight shorts.

"This would not have been appropriate attire for a formal wedding ceremony, sir!" she giggled, then she placed a tortilla chip on his head and crushed it with her palm.

We all laughed as John tried to brush the crumbs out of his shaggy hair. Plucking a slice of lime from his beer, he threw it at Summer, obviously aiming for her exposed cleavage. He nailed it, and the lime wedge slid down her shirt.

"Ooh! That's cold!!" she squealed, shimmying her waist and shaking her tits as she tried to dance it down her shirt. "You're gonna pay for that one!" she growled playfully.

"I'm good for it," John smirked.

"Better watch it, babe," I said to Summer while nodding towards John. "I think you caught a live one there."

"It was the bait," he said. "What fish wouldn't be a sucker for her?"

Summer grinned and made a silly face, sucking her cheeks together. Leaning over until she was nose to nose with him, she pursed her lips into a vertical Cupid's bow and started opening and closing her mouth, imitating a goldfish. Laughing, he reached up and pinched her nose shut, causing her to splutter and giggle. While still giggling, she intentionally tipped her drink over, making him jump from the cold splash in his crotch.

"Now your debt is paid!" she crowed.

Later on we were all in the den watching a movie and commenting on our Christmas decorations when Summer got up to go to the bathroom. Upon her return, she ran into Dave in the hallway as he was heading towards our other bathroom.

"Uh-oh," Aaron said to them with a little laugh. "Check it out!" 

"Check what out?" Dave replied.

"Look up," he said, and Summer and Dave looked to where he was pointing, which was to the hallway's arched entrance.

Turning to me, Summer laughed, "When did you put that up?"

"You mean 'those' up," I said, and everyone laughed as I pointed to the front door, the kitchen entrance, the patio door, the hearth, the Christmas tree, and the light fixture hanging over our living room set.

One evening while Summer was showering after we'd decorated the Christmas tree, I'd placed mistletoe all throughout the house. We'd set up our Christmas decorations on the first day of December, long before I knew we'd be having my buddies over for the holidays, and I'd completely forgotten that I'd hung mistletoe everywhere.

"You did this on purpose," Summer said with a wide grin.

"Of course I did. I just didn't know we'd be having all this company!"

"Suuuure..." she grinned, with her hand on her hip. Turning back to Dave, her accusing grin morphed into a coy smile. "Okay, you, c'mere...." Draping her arms around his neck, she gave him a nice, sexy kiss. It wasn't an overly long one, as it probably lasted only ten or fifteen seconds, but it was definitely on the lips, and she eagerly pressed her breasts against his chest while flexing her calves to tiptoe herself up to his mouth.

When they finished their kiss, Dave just stood there, clearly a bit dumbfounded yet obviously very pleased.

Grinning sweetly, she swatted him on the butt. "Now go take your pee!" she giggled, and we all laughed.

As soon as she settled in beside me on the couch, Aaron pointed to the mistletoe hanging directly above us from the light fixture. With a happy laugh, she pulled me into her arms to give me a comical slurping kiss. Then, messily licking all over my face, she trailed her tongue from my chin to my eyelids. "Mmmmmmmm," she moaned, totally hamming it up, so I pinched her in the ribs, making her jump.

"See? I give him a sweet Christmas kiss, and what does he do? He abuses me! Fine! I know when I'm not wanted!" she giggled, getting up to go to the kitchen.

As she strutted away, Aaron stared lasers at the exposed curves of her mouthwatering ass peeking out from beneath her wispy shorts, then he turned to me with a big grin and just shook his head.

"Anybody want anything while I'm up?" Summer asked, turning back to us before she'd reached the kitchen.

"I got this one!" John said excitedly, and Aaron laughed. John raced through the dining room and into the kitchen, ahead of Summer. He quickly grabbed a beer from the fridge, then he pretended to walk casually out of the kitchen, timing it so that he ran into Summer right at the entrance. "Hey, look at that!" he said with a dopey grin, making a big show of suddenly noticing the mistletoe hanging over the archway.

Summer busted up laughing. "God! You guys are impossible! What, have none of you ever gotten a kiss from a girl before? Jeez! Okay, big boy, c'mon! Lay one on me!"

She took his beer from him and set it on the kitchen counter, then she stepped into his arms. Crossing her wrists behind his neck, she smashed her firm breasts into his chest. She smashed his lips just as hard, giving him the loudest, sloppiest, lip-smackin'est wet kiss ever! Moving her mouth back and forth, she made a cute "MmmmphMmmpppphMmmmph!" sound the entire time.

John slid his hand beneath her thin top, and she nearly jumped through the roof. "Cold!" she exclaimed. Reaching back, she took his hand that was still cold from holding the chilled bottle of beer and placed it directly on her barely covered ass, which she sexily wiggled for him. "That's better," she smiled. Attacking him with a fiery hot tongue-kiss, she grinned when he brought his other hand down to join the first one in squeezing her dancing bottom.

Then, just as quickly as she'd begun her attack, she ended it, releasing her grip around his neck. Sliding by him into the kitchen, she leaned into the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water.

Seeing her bent over that way, so perfectly vulnerable, John took his chilled beer bottle and pressed it against her exposed tummy. With a shriek she jumped, making a colossal clattering sound when she bopped her head against one of the metal shelves in the fridge.

John turned tail and ran out of the kitchen, and Summer lit out after him, literally diving over the love seat to tackle him! She still had a water bottle in her hand, so she pulled his waistband out and shoved the cold bottle down his shorts!

We were all rolling, just laughing our asses off as she wrestled that bottle into his shorts. What with Summer struggling to hold one of John's wrists with her free hand while he was trying to block her bottle-holding hand with his other arm, they looked like two Brazilian jiu-jitsu fighters battling to submit each other.

"Go, Summer, go! Go, Summer, go!" we chanted, cheering her on as they worked themselves into a sweaty pile beneath us on the living room rug. Summer's top was pulled all the way up her back, and her tiny shorts were sucked deep into her writhing crack, exposing nearly every bit of her gorgeous ass.

When she finally succeeded in dumping most of the water into his shorts, we about died laughing.

John suddenly gave up on trying to block her arms, opting instead to change tactics. Letting go of her hands, he spun around and jumped on her back. He pressed down, beginning to tickle her, and she started kicking and screaming to get away. Rather than let her go, he simply picked her up and flung her over his shoulder as if she were an incredibly sexy sack of potatoes, then he turned and hustled her outside.

She was laughing and beating on him with her fists, at least until they reached the pool, then she started screaming, "No! No!" With a shout of evil glee, he just tossed her right in! She landed in what was basically a belly flop before coming up spluttering and coughing. Her hair was splayed wildly all over her head, and she was laughing like a lunatic as she screamed, "You DICK!"

John was standing smugly over her at the side of the pool, beaming in triumph. "That'll teach her to—" he started to say, turning back to us, and the next thing he knew he was flying into the pool himself after we all rushed out and shoved him in.

Happily jumping up and down in the shallow end, Summer was clapping and laughing as she shouted, "Yeah, take that, you big jerk! My men stick up for me!"

John finally righted himself, standing and laughing while pulling his shirt off. "Traitors!" he yelled at us. "Whatever happened to 'Bros before hoes,' you assholes!"

"She's no ho!" Aaron said, laughing right back at him. 

"You only wish I was a ho!" she said, laughing as she jumped on John's head to dunk him. Trying to hold him down as they thrashed around together, she literally climbed on his head!

He eventually came up spluttering and laughing again, with a crazy bombshell of a redhead draped all over him like some hot-as-fuck giant squid. "Fine, you're not a ho!" he shouted, still laughing while trying to extricate himself from the clutch of her lissome limbs.

"Say you're sorry!" giggled Summer, clinging determinedly to his head.

"Okay, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" he grinned, raising his hands in surrender.

"That's better," she cooed, finally slipping down his body. Once she gained solid footing, she leaned into him and pressed her face against his chest, panting as she tried to catch her breath. After a moment's pause, she reached up and pulled her wet, wild hair out of her face, sexily smoothing it back while thrusting her gorgeous tits out.

He just stared at her. We all just stared at her. 

"See what you did, you brat. I may as well be topless now," she said, smiling softly.

"Yes, I do, and yes, you may as well be, and for that I'm not sorry at all," he grinned, his unflinching gaze never straying from her incredible breasts.

"You sure do take it to extremes when you want to make a girl wet," she said, returning his grin. "Couldn't you just try kissing me and squeezing my ass some more?"

As Summer stood with her back to us in waist-high water, it was obvious that her thin white top had become completely transparent in the bright pool lights. I could only imagine how amazing she must've looked to John.

He wasn't saying a word, though. He was still just staring.

"You know they say it's not polite to stare, but I guess you probably can't help it right now. Serves you right..." she smiled, turning to leave the pool. Holding her hair up and squeezing out the excess water as she climbed the steps, lord but did she ever look absolutely spectacular. Her back was arched, her stomach was taut, and her toned thighs and delicious ass were glistening with every smooth stride. When her breasts came shining into view, she proudly held her head high. Knowing they were virtually naked, she gave us a wry, sexy grin. Her long, thick nipples were fully erect. Such gorgeous areolas too, each a perfect light brown silver-dollar.

"Can someone grab me a towel, please?" she asked, standing before us with her arms at her sides, again smiling sweetly as we all gawped at her breasts.

She was a goddess.

While Aaron went into the house to fetch her a towel, she continued to wring her hair and smile as we stared at her.

When he returned with a plush bath towel, she said, "Thank you, sweetie. Just set it on the table, please." Turning her back to us, she pulled her top off and laid it atop a chair. Taking the towel, she vigorously dried her hair, making her breasts wobble enticingly. Her legs and ass looked positively heroic as she arched her bare back, her hip cocked to the side. It was simply amazing.

Once she was done, she wrapped the towel around her chest. With her hair again a wild, gorgeous mess, she took a peek back to check her coverage. Apparently satisfied, she reached beneath the towel and peeled down her tiny shorts before tossing them at Dave's feet.

"I'm going to go take a long, hot shower. If anyone needs me, just come get me," she said, turning to head into the house. Aaron was standing at the patio door, and when he stepped aside to let her by, they noticed the mistletoe hanging above them. "Be careful...I'm very wet," she smiled, cupping his face and kissing him. Aaron hesitantly hovered his arms around her waist, uncertain as to where to lay his hands as Summer continued to kiss him. Slowly, sensually, with none of the comic effect of her previous mistletoe kisses, she made out with him for quite a long time, slipping her tongue into his mouth while pressing her entire body against him. Letting her warm breath linger on his lips before reluctantly ending the kiss, she quickly took off through the living room.

Silence.

More silence.

"She's got my vote," Dave finally said, the awe plainly evident in his voice, and we all chuckled nervously.

"Holy...wow..." added Aaron, unconsciously reaching up to touch his lips where she'd kissed him so hotly.

"Dude..." said John, staring blankly at us.

~ ~ ~

"Baby, it's midnight, so it's officially Christmas now. Let's light a fire, then we can open the presents."

Having finished her shower, Summer had rejoined us. John had also showered, and we were all watching TV in the den.

"I only need to open one present," I smiled, taking her hand.

"Oh? And which one might that be? You don't even know what I got you for Christmas," she grinned.

"I think I know which one..." Aaron said with a laugh.

Summer gave me a warm, loving smile. "Okay, baby. Light the fire, then you can open your present."

I started piling some kindling together, then Dave added a couple of larger pieces, and soon we had a nice crackling fire going. The room was lit by the combination of the blinking Christmas tree lights, a dozen Christmas candles placed all around the den, and the growing glow from the fireplace.

Summer stood barefoot before the fire, warming her hands. We were all gathered around her, watching the rising flames together. Along with a Santa hat, she was wearing a red cotton robe trimmed in white, with a green and white belt. The belt was tied into big loops, making it look like a large bow.

"Okay, grab a spot," she said to the guys, pointing to a bunch of blankets and throw pillows she'd spread around the base of the Christmas tree. Grinning, they took their places on the floor.

"You stay right here," she said to me. She wrapped my arms around her waist and nuzzled her face into my neck, then she purred, "Mmmm, our first Christmas together. Merry Christmas, baby. Would you like to open your present now?"

Nodding, I slowly tugged on her belt loop. She nuzzled deeper into my neck, purring with more passion. I tugged the belt until it popped, the two ends going slack. Kissing her soft hair, I reached down and separated the lapels of the robe. Sliding my hands up her sides until I reached her shoulders, I slipped the robe away. She shrugged against me, and her robe fell to the floor.

We all gasped.

Her arms at her sides, Summer stood before us in sexy Santa's Helper lingerie. Except for a white garter set high on her left thigh, her long, supple legs were bare. Her flawless ass and immaculate pussy were beautifully complemented by the tiniest of red satin bikini panties trimmed in white lace, with delicate bow ties on either hip. They were very loose panties, only loosely tied. Her belly button was also bare, as was her entire back. Her matching halter top was an enticing drape of red satin featuring straps that were nothing more than crimson strings. It hung extremely low over her chest, and there was no side coverage. Amazingly, her gorgeous breasts were almost completely out in the open, and if she leaned forward at all her plunging drape would fall away to expose her nipples too.




Christmas with Summer Ch. 01



Posing demurely for us in her stunning lingerie, she may have looked even sexier than if she'd been totally nude.

She gave me the softest, prettiest smile. "I bought this to wear for our first Christmas together. I wanted tonight to be special."

"It's...incredible," I said, awestruck.

"I hope you don't mind that I still wore it," she whispered, stepping back into my arms.

"God, no, I don't mind at all. I love that you wore it for us. Baby, you are truly beautiful, in every single way. Thank you for making this a perfect Christmas."

Reaching up behind me, she pulled down a sprig of mistletoe from over the hearth. Smiling invitingly, she held it above her head. "So you like your present?"

When I again wrapped my arms around her waist, she leaned in to give me a long, deep kiss. "Mmmm, this is the nicest mistletoe kiss so far. Touch me, baby," she whispered, finally breaking our kiss. Feeling my hardness pressing against her, she drove her hips forward, and I slipped my hands inside her dangerously loose panties. Coaxing the satin more than halfway down, I caressed her bare ass, and she moaned appreciatively into my mouth as her perfect bottom danced in my hands.

Upon sliding my fingertips back up to her waist I could tell that I'd left her ass exposed, and still she just kept moving her hips against me in those same maddeningly sexy circles.

"Merry Christmas, guys," John said.

I turned Summer to face them. "Merry Christmas!" we said together.

"It's just awesome that you're all here, sharing your Christmas with us. Thank you so much for making this the nicest Christmas ever," Summer said. Kneeling and leaning in to hug them one by one, she warmly kissed them on the lips. Bent at the waist that way, her ass was simply devastating, and her loosely hanging top offered a delectable view of her naked breasts.

"This top really doesn't keep me covered. I hope you don't mind," she smiled to John as he gawped yet again at her exposed breasts. When he just kept grinning, she gave him another kiss on the lips before cutely crawling on her hands and knees across the floor and back into my arms.

"Are you happy, baby?" she asked, leaning up to kiss me.

"I've never been so happy. I love you, Summer."

"Do I need to cover up?" She knew her ass was facing the guys, following the gift of her bare breasts she'd already given them with her hugs and kisses.

Returning her kiss, I said again, "I love you, Summer. Please don't cover up my beautiful Christmas present."

Beaming, she began to cry as she whispered, "Oh, god, Jake, I love you so much. Thank you, baby."

Holding each other close, we swayed back and forth in front of the fire. Finally I took her by the hand and turned her to face the guys again. Still beaming brightly, she giggled, "Okay, let's see what Santa brought everybody! It's time to open our presents!"

"Who goes first?" I asked, sitting us down together on some pillows beside the tree, with Summer perched sidesaddle in my lap.

"Since I'm the only one here who's certified by Santa himself to pass out presents," answered Summer, fluffing the official 'Santa's Helper' script on her Santa hat as proof, "I think you boys should let me do it!"

When she scooted off my lap to begin passing out the presents, we all just looked at each other.

"Holy fucking god," Dave whispered to me.

Let it be known far and wide that nobody passes out presents like our incredible little North Pole elf, Summer!

Our playfully sexy girl, she didn't simply climb down from my lap and sit at the foot of the tree, which would have easily enabled her to pluck the presents out and hand them to us from one stationary spot.

Nope. That's what any normal person might do.

Summer? She merely slid down off my lap and turned to face the tree. On her knees, her legs spread wide, she leaned way forward to grab each present from beneath the tree. Holding herself up on her elbows, her ass high in the air, her white garter tempting us to devour her, she remained locked in that position while reading the tags. Her panties didn't cover very much of her ass to begin with, and they'd become so loose that they were noticeably gapping. As she lay spread before us, I had a beautiful view of her flowering pussy flashing vivid scarlet, and I'm sure the others did too. I know we all could see her bare breasts swaying outside her top, and when she'd lift a bit to read a tag we could see her erect nipples. Once she would read the tag, she'd twist her body towards the recipient, giving those behind her the opportunity to drool over the sight of her bare back and exquisite ass. The recipient? He'd be treated to her naked breasts.

Back and forth she went, left and right, handing out presents - the sexiest Santa's Helper ever.

Of course the guys had brought the usual Guy Gifts. Dave gave each of us tickets to Laker games. Aaron gave us all software gifts and snazzy new phones, and he also gave Summer a certificate to a luxurious spa. John bought everyone rounds of golf. Summer and I had gone in together on a big LCD TV as our main Christmas gift to each other, plus I surprised her with some jewelry. We got the guys gift certificates to their favorite restaurants.

Summer gave them a sly wink as she handed out those certificates. They didn't understand the wink, and Summer said she'd explain later, then she jumped up and ran into the hallway. While we all watched her beautiful ass and bare back, she leaned into the hallway closet and began digging through a pile of miscellaneous crap before emerging with a ribbon-bedecked package shaped like a guitar case.

"No way," I said, totally stunned. "You didn't."

"Merry Christmas, baby! Open it!"

I pulled off the wrapping, and there it was, the signature tweed Fender case. I knew what I'd see once I opened it, and Summer was sitting upright on her knees, beaming a million-watt smile. Her ass was simply a crime, on such amazing display like that. Her thighs were miraculous, and her breasts were just so perfect, it was painful to behold. Still, as she sat before us anxiously waiting, it was her dazzling smile that thoroughly shattered me.

"Open it, baby," she said again, noticing that my stare was fixed on her beautiful face.

Even though I was bursting with anticipation, I forced myself to drag it out as long as possible. Closing my eyes, I clicked the locks and slowly raised the lid. Truly savoring the moment, I opened my eyes...and I about died.

There lay a brand new Jeff Beck Stratocaster, gleaming brilliant white in the firelight.

I couldn't believe it. I was like the kid who discovered the golden ticket in his Willy Wonka chocolate bar. What an amazing gift, and she'd managed it without giving away the surprise. She'd never let on that she was thinking of getting it. She had never even hinted at it. No, she'd simply paid quiet attention whenever she saw me surfing online for guitars.

I stared at Summer, my heart breaking. I was speechless. My mouth was moving, yet no words were coming out.

Still on her knees, she was the most beautiful girl in the world. "I love you," she said, her eyes filled to overflowing.

"Dude!!" shouted John. "Enough, already! That settles it! All that..." he said, just sort of waving his hands towards Summer, "...and all this..." he continued, gesturing around our living room to Summer's beautiful decorations, "...and now she hits you with a new Jeff Beck Strat too? Look, asshole, either you marry this angel or I will!"

"Hear, hear!" Aaron said.

"Don't ever lose her," added Dave, and he was dead serious.

Summer just sat there, beaming; beaming at me, beaming at the guys, beaming at the ceiling to some faraway place. Caressing the guitar, she held it lovingly between her breasts.

Pulling her to me, I hugged the stuffing out of her. When I leaned down to kiss her, she was crying again. Her beautiful face was glowing, her eyes sparkling through her tears. Her gorgeous tears always ripped through me like lightning bolts anyway, but this time they completely destroyed me.

"Baby, I've never been this happy," she whispered, kissing me over and over.

"Jake, she is truly beautiful," Dave said, watching as I cradled her in my arms. He nodded, and I nodded back.

Turning to the guys, Summer said, "Wait, we're not done yet! There's still a little something else, sort of like those gift certificates, specifically for each of you. Here...." Literally crawling under the tree, she slithered on her stomach like the world's sexiest python.

Unable to resist, I leaned down and bit her luscious ass. Letting out a cute yelp, she giggled while blindly swatting at her attacker. She didn't even turn back to see who it was.

Now that was adorable.

Once she found what she was looking for, she slowly slid back out from beneath the tree, providing us with what may have been the most remarkable view of the entire evening. On her stomach, legs spread, hips high, it was like she was offering us her perfect thighs, her amazing ass, her divine pussy...the whole universe.

"Oops," she giggled. "I guess I hid them back there further than I thought!" We were about to say something when, in explanation, she offered up three little gift-wrapped boxes.

She turned her attention first to Dave. "Having never met any of you before, I tried to tailor each gift based on the things Jake has told me about all of you. Believe me, I pried and pried for as much info as he could give me! David, this one's for you...." Smiling, she handed him a small green box.

Dave opened it, and inside there was a bed of baby's breath cradling a tiny scroll wrapped in gold ribbon.

"Summer, how on earth do you come up with this stuff?" I asked in admiration.

"Shhh..." she giggled.

Unrolling the tiny scroll, Dave traced a single fingertip over the elegant raised calligraphy before reading it aloud…

David, 

To our tireless constructor of dreams, my gift to you is an invitation to build your vision of the perfect Christmas holiday evening. You could choose a group activity, or maybe you'd prefer something more intimate involving just the two of us, leaving the others to sit around sucking eggs as they imagine all the fun we're having! Whatever you want to do, wherever you would like to go, simply lay the blueprint, and your wish will be my command.

Love, 
Santa's Helper

She looked over at me, and I opened my arms to her. She held up her finger, as if to say, "Wait a second." Turning back to Dave, she gave him a warm smile. "Is this gift acceptable to you, Mister Construction Man?"

"Whatever I want? As in...anything?" he asked in wonder.

"Yes...anything and everything. Whatever you desire, we're going to do it, whether it's the whole group together or just the two of us on our own. It will be your night to do exactly as you please."

"That's an incredible gift, baby," I said. 

Studying her for a few moments, Dave just smiled and shook his head. "You're amazing, you know that?"

"I'm happy, that's what I am! Okay, good, so you're happy too!" She clapped her hands excitedly, and while still on her knees she leaned over and hugged him, giving him another kiss on the lips.

There was that ass of hers again, with her panties barely maintaining any purchase. Driving me crazy, they were just sliding right on down.

Fuck!

"Mmmm...very nice," she said, releasing him following a final long, wet kiss.

Smiling happily, she turned and handed a yellow box to Aaron. "Here's yours, sweetie."

He opened it, and inside there was the same baby's breath cosseting another scroll wrapped in gold ribbon. Similar to Dave's reaction, Aaron just stared at Summer before turning to me, shaking his head in wonder.

"I know," I said. "Believe me, I know. Sometimes I can't believe it either."

Turning back to gaze into her eyes, he said, "I never dreamed there could be a girl like her. She's just...." He leaned forward to touch her chin and kiss her on the cheek, then he read the scroll...

Aaron,

To our clever designer of software, my gift to you is an invitation to design something clever and soft for me to wear. We will be attending a formal New Year's soiree at the luxurious Loews Hotel in Santa Monica, and you shall dress me for the evening's festivities, decorating me as you please. Offering you my unadorned body, I will be your willing muse...and your eager model. Let your imagination run wild, and I promise to follow.

Love,
Santa's Helper

Aaron looked up, his eyes narrow slits, then he smiled knowingly.

"Same rules apply?"

"Absolutely," she answered, returning his smile with a seductive grin.

"Anything and everything again? No questions asked? Nothing is off-limits?"

"Anything and everything...whatever you want. No questions asked, and nothing is off-limits," she replied, flashing an even sexier grin.

"Nothing painful or illegal, though. That goes for you too, Dave," I added.

"Of course," they both agreed.

"Summer, what's this about a formal New Year's party in Santa Monica?" I asked. 

That little imp, she actually laughed! "Oh, didn't I tell you? Why, it must've slipped my mind! Yes, baby, we're all going. We have a reservation for five for New Year's Eve, including dinner and dancing. Surprise!" 

"You sneaky little devil," I grinned, again shaking my head in admiration.

"I think I like my gift," smiled Aaron, giving Summer a happy yet sinister look.

"I'm glad," she said, simply glowing. "I want you to love this Christmas. I want us all to love it."

Aaron held out his hand to her, and she leaned over to hug him, only to have him teasingly pull away. Grinning, he pointed above their heads.

"You sat here on purpose, didn't you?" she smiled, slipping into his lap to give him a kiss beneath the mistletoe hanging from the tree. "I'm glad you did..." she added, affectionately nuzzling his lips.

When Aaron took her in his arms, her body went completely soft and pliant. Stretching out across his lap, she lay back invitingly, and he kissed her again. Moaning just above a whisper, she cupped his face with both hands and slipped her tongue into his mouth. Cradling her with one arm, his free hand captured her hip, and she instantly arched her back. As their kiss grew in intensity, he tentatively caressed her bare stomach before sliding his hand over her hip and onto her smooth thigh, and her legs opened in response. Going beneath the garter, he began stroking long, sensual patterns up and down her silky skin, gently grazing her pussy at the apex of each pass.

Finally, he lifted from their kiss.

"Mmmm...that was very nice too. Thank you for such a wonderful Christmas kiss," she said breathily, her eyes shining with desire. Subtly rolling her hips to increase the pressure of his fingertips against her satin-covered pussy, she gave him another kiss before saying again, "Mmmm-hmmm, very nice. Thank you for this."

"My pleasure," Aaron said, helping her back to an upright position. 

Summer reached for the last box, which was red. Grinning, she handed it to John. "I'm pretty sure now that you'll especially enjoy your gift."

John opened it as Summer sat before him on her knees, her hands on her thighs, her ass resting atop her heels. She looked like an anxious puppy eagerly awaiting a command from its master; that is, if a puppy could ever be stick-a-fork-in-your-forehead gorgeous and sexy. Because she was arching her back while wearing panties that were barely hanging on, fully half of her deep divide was showing, and her hips were completely bare.

Again unable to resist, I leaned over and treated her exposed split to a playful lick and a kiss. She giggled, but didn't move, nor did she move when Aaron added a few kisses of his own to her naked bottom. She just glanced down and affectionately stroked his hair. "You boys are so silly," she said, smiling happily while watching his lips travel all along her inviting crevice. She caressed his face as he trailed his tongue through her sweet cleft, until finally he sat back up and gave her a lopsided grin.

"What's it say?" he laughed to John while still grinning at her.

John began reading...

John, 

To our rapacious lover of mirth, merriment and all things mischievous, my gift to you is an invitation to pick a game for us to play - any game your scandalous heart desires. In whatever you create we must all partake, yourself included, and I will do anything you say...so no monkey business! Oh, okay, since it's Christmas, perhaps a little monkey business will be encouraged!

Love,
Santa's Helper

Summer wore a beautiful smile as she looked expectantly at John, who just grinned at Aaron while motioning with his hand. "Okay, throw it here."

When Aaron tossed him the mistletoe from the tree, Summer fell laughing to the floor. Lying on a pile of blankets, she giggled, "John, you big goof, it doesn't work unless it's hanging somewhere and we just happen to find ourselves beneath it! Besides, you don't need any mistletoe to kiss me. You were already entitled to a nice Christmas kiss."

She climbed up into his lap, straddling him while wrapping her arms around his neck. When she leaned in to kiss him, his hands went straight to her naked hips. Pulling back for a moment, she gazed into his eyes. "Merry Christmas, brat!" she grinned, then she leaned back in and bit his lip!

"Oww! Hey! That didn't feel very merry, or even the slightest bit Christmas-y!" he laughed.

"That's what you get for manhandling me and throwing me in the pool, you big jerk!" she giggled, then she leaned close and whispered, "That's also what you get for staring at my breasts in the pool. You knew they would show right through that skimpy white top, and you threw me in anyway. God, if only I'd been wearing some sexy white panties, too...." Wiggling her ass on his crotch, she grinned, "Ooooh, it feels like someone likes that idea!"

Kissing him again, she started sucking softly on his tongue while pressing her tits against his shirtless chest. One breast had escaped her top, and she made no move to cover herself. Her back was to Aaron and Dave, so they couldn't tell that she was drawing her bare nipple across his chest.

By that point her panties were about ready to fall off, and John was squeezing her naked bottom with both hands, so I doubt the two guys would've noticed her nipples anyway. They were far too busy staring at her incredible ass, which Summer was happily grinding on John's apparent erection.

Finally she broke the kiss, and John asked, "Any game I want? And you have to do it too, no matter what?"

"Yep. Whatever your fiendish imagination comes up with, I'll have to do it, and so will the others," she said, giving him one last nip on the nose.

Grinning, she climbed off of him and scooted back into my lap, pulling my arms around her waist as she turned to face the guys. Playfully grinding her ass again, she giggled, "Hey! Something's poking me!"

"Can't imagine why," Aaron deadpanned, and Dave clubbed him in the head with a pillow.

"What?" laughed Aaron, then John clubbed him too.

While they were busy clubbing each other like drunken stooges, Summer took that opportunity to lean back and press her lips to my ear. "I want you to make love to me, right here. That would be the perfect ending to the perfect Christmas Eve," she whispered.

Shifting in my lap, she waited until she had the guys' attention again, then she smiled at John. "Sweetie, it's just like I promised in your scrolls. Your gift, Aaron's gift, and David's too…you'll see. Any game you come up with, I'll play it for you, all the way. Anything Aaron wants me to wear, I'll proudly wear it for him. Whatever David desires, I'm going to give it to him. This is my gift to you. I want you all to be as happy as I am, and I will do everything I can to make this a truly wonderful Christmas holiday for each of you."




Christmas with Summer Ch. 01



Holding her close as she continued talking, I reached down and pulled my cock out through the leg of my shorts. When she felt it touch her ass, she lifted a bit, ostensibly to make us more comfortable. From the back, I nudged her tiny panties aside. She arched her hips, and I slid deep into her welcoming pussy.

"Mmmm, the best Christmas ever..." she purred, gasping softly as her silken warmth enveloped me. Leaning back to press her tongue into my mouth, she brought my arms around her waist again while slowly grinding her hips in my lap. We were just sort of gently rocking back and forth, quietly fucking, when she whispered, "It's Christmas Eve, we're making love, and your friends are right here with us. This is so beautiful...such a perfect moment. Thank you, baby."

If the guys noticed what we were doing, they kept it to themselves. John lay staring off into space in front of the fire. Dave was reading his scroll, seemingly studying it for hidden clues. Aaron was looking at us, but his eyes didn't appear to be focused on anything.

I continued rocking us back and forth, back and forth, luxuriating in the heavenly sensations of fucking my beautiful Summer, so gorgeous in her wonderful little Christmas set.

"Cum with me," she whispered, her breathy voice covered by the sounds of the crackling fire. I felt her clench her ass and thighs to hold herself steady, her pussy melting as she came. Moaning into my mouth, she drenched my balls in her sweet cream.

Knowing I wasn't quite there yet, she panted, "Aaron's watching us fuck, baby. Do you think he realizes I'm cumming all over your beautiful cock? Is he wishing I was in his lap right now, my panties pulled to the side, his hard cock buried deep in my hot pussy?"

Oh yeah, that certainly did the trick. Just as she was finishing her orgasm, I flooded her pussy with my own, and she moaned her satisfaction into my mouth. 

"Merry Christmas, Summer..." was about all I could manage in response, though I did kiss a new tear from her cheek.

While holding her in my lap, I grabbed her Santa's Helper robe and draped it around her shoulders. After tucking myself away and helping her from the floor, I said to the guys, "I think we're going to head off to bed now."

Giving me a quick kiss, Summer said, "I still need to get the sofa bed ready for Aaron, and I want to make sure David and John are all set up too. Go on ahead, I'll be there in a little bit."

"Okay then. Later, guys, I'll see you at breakfast. Merry Christmas!" I said, and off to bed I went.

~ ~ ~

Having ditched his shorts and t-shirt, Dave was only wearing his boxers when Summer knocked twice before coming in. 

"Oh, sorry, I could've saved you the trip," he said, standing awkwardly by the foot of the bed. "I'm already all set up with a pillow, fresh sheets, and everything."

He was naturally shy anyway, and he felt a bit self-conscious in his boxers with Summer there, especially since he was still semi-hard from watching her all night.

"No biggie. I wanted to give you an extra blanket, just in case. Here..." she said, spreading it across the bed. Leaning and stretching, she tugged the blanket into place. She'd never closed her robe, so Dave couldn't help but see her bare breasts swaying outside her top every time she leaned over.

His cock was hardening again, and there was no easy way to hide it. 'Fuck it,' he thought. 'You're a grown man. Quit cowering!' Taking the plunge, he gathered up a corner of the blanket and pulled it into place.

Summer noticed him staring at her naked breasts, and she also noticed his erection. She smiled to herself, but didn't say anything. Once they were finished putting the bed together, she knee-walked across it to give him a long hug. "Thank you for being here," she said softly into his chest.

"You're very welcome. You truly are a wonderful hostess," he replied, marveling at how magically perfect Summer felt in his arms, and at the power he knew she already held over him.

"Thank you, and it really is my pleasure. I love having you," she said, taking his hands and kissing him tenderly on the lips. "Sweet dreams, David," she smiled, squeezing his fingers, then she climbed off the bed and gently closed the door behind her.

Once Dave was sure she wasn't coming back, he slid beneath the covers and pulled out his rock-hard cock. Jerking himself to an immediate and very satisfying climax, he lay thinking of Summer before drifting off blissfully to sleep.

~ ~ ~

John was sitting up in bed when he heard a soft knock on the door. "It's open," he said, and Summer came in with her arms full of blankets. Laying the top one in his lap, she set the rest of the pile on the dresser.

"I thought you might like an extra," she said, picking up the blanket from his lap. Unfolding it, she flapped it loose, billowing it out and floating it over him.

She noticed he was simply staring at her breasts again. Grinning to herself as she spread his blanket, she realized he'd done the same thing when they were playing in the pool, and also when they were opening presents beneath the Christmas tree. Deciding that she absolutely adored his boyish honesty and utter lack of guile, she gave him a warm smile.

"That's a gorgeous outfit you chose for this evening," he grinned, finally saying something. "I gotta admit, I was surprised you wore it for us. I was also totally honored. I'm sure Dave and Aaron were too."

"It really is a cute outfit, isn't it?" she smiled, posing playfully for him. "I'm so happy that you like it."

"Summer, you're even more beautiful than Jake described. With the way he talked about you, my god, that would've been difficult to imagine, yet here you are. Seeing you in those sexy Christmas panties and that amazing top, there's nothing anyone could say that would ever begin to do you justice."

"Thank you, sweetie. I had to do it. I'd planned everything specifically for tonight, hoping to give Jake a nice surprise. I actually bought this a few months ago, long before I found out you were coming. At first I wasn't too sure about wearing this in front of everyone."

Having finished spreading the blanket, she flopped down on top of him. She held her head up with her hands, her face inches from his, her body pressing against him. Feeling his warm breath, she kissed him again. With their noses touching, she smiled, "I wasn't sure what to do, at least not until you nearly stripped me on the living room floor. When that wasn't enough, you managed to get me naked in the pool."

Grinning, she affectionately rubbed their noses together.

He laughed, "I did no such thing! You attacked me in the living room, and I didn't remove a stitch of your clothing in the pool. You were completely covered."

"Riiiight! Sweetie, you pulled my tiny shorts up into a total wedgie on the living room floor, baring my ass to everyone, and I was as good as topless in the pool, thanks to you. I figured, okay, since you all have already seen me practically naked, what would be the harm in wearing some pretty Christmas lingerie? When else was I going to wear it? I bought it just for tonight."

"Well, I think I can safely speak for Dave and Aaron when I say it was still a very big deal that you chose to wear your Christmas lingerie for us. We never could've hoped for such a beautiful sight, so thank you again."

"It was my pleasure. Thank you for my Christmas kisses too," she smiled, leaning in and kissing him again. 

"You sure don't need to thank me for that. I like kissing you," he said, grinning as he kissed the tip of her nose. 

"Then kiss me again," she said, breathing it into his mouth. "Kiss me as much as you want, as often as you want. I like kissing you, too," she continued, nipping at his tongue.

They kissed and kissed, sucking each other's tongue while making out for a solid few minutes. Wanting to take a moment just to look at him, she pulled back, and he quickly glanced at her bare breasts pressing against his chest. She lifted a bit higher, smiling as together they stared at her erect nipples. "My breasts must also think you're a great kisser," she grinned. "They're going to want us to kiss a lot more, you know, so let's make sure we're always beneath some mistletoe." Moaning into his mouth, she began tracing her aroused tips back and forth across his bare chest while hotly kissing him, until finally she forced herself to stop. Panting, she touched noses with him again. "God, baby, I could do this all night with you, but I still need to set up the sofa for Aaron, and Jake is waiting for me to come to bed."

He gave her another deep, wet kiss, making her moan on his tongue, then he looked into her eyes. "Before you go, could you leave your robe here with me? I want to keep it tonight, just to have a little bit of you with me while I sleep."

Touching his face, she stared in wonder. "For someone I just met today..." she said, again kissing him hotly, "...that is one of the sweetest..." she purred, kissing him even more hotly, "...loveliest..." she continued, "...most beautiful things anyone has ever said to me." Throwing herself into passionately making out with him, she simply devoured his kisses, moaning as she pressed her breasts against his chest.

When they eventually slowed to a sensual caressing of lips, she breathed into his mouth, "Of course you can keep it tonight. That was a wonderful thing for you to ask." Sitting up, she slipped off her robe and held it out in offering to him. Sighing, he brought it to his face and deeply inhaled her sweet scent. Her warm smile turned into something sexier, and he pulled her back down, kissing her lips...her neck...her throat....

"May I?" he asked, kissing between her collarbones before pausing just above her breasts.

"You may," she said, grinning over his formal manner.

He trailed kisses down into her cleavage, until her bare breasts were touching either side of his face. Cupping them with both hands, he turned his head one way then the other, kissing the soft, smooth, perfect skin. Again and again he kissed her sensitive mounds, and she let out a delicious little moan, making them both smile.

He slowly drew his lips back up to hers, where he paused for a moment to gaze into her eyes before giving her one last sweet, lingering kiss. Holding her radiant face in his hands, he found himself at a loss for words. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, of that he had no doubt. It wasn't just her stunning looks, though. No, there was something else, something much deeper...something overwhelming.

Hers was a purity of beauty he could feel in his very bones.

Staring into her shining eyes, he finally said, "Thank you for an absolutely amazing evening. Goodnight, Summer."

She pulled him close for a big hug, then she gathered his hands together. Bringing them to her lips, she gave them each a soft kiss. "Believe me, John, you are very welcome. Goodnight, sweetie."

When Summer turned to go retrieve the stack of bedding she'd set on the dresser, John reached out and gently touched the exposed cleft of her ass.

Looking over her shoulder, she gave him another warm, sexy smile. "Mmmm, I think you want to do more than just kiss me."

"You're so beautiful, Summer."

"You are too, John. You really are. I'll see you tomorrow morning. Sweet dreams, baby."

As she stood to leave, he let his fingertip linger in her tempting split, hooking her panties down nearly all the way. Giggling, she again looked back at him. "See! You're always trying to make me naked!"

Her arms were full, and she made no move to pull her panties up. She just giggled even more brightly as she scampered out of the room, her disheveled satin panties only covering the very bottom of her wonderful ass.

~ ~ ~

Aaron was watching TV when Summer came bopping cheerfully into the living room. "Hey, you," she smiled, dropping the bedding on the love seat adjacent to the sofa. She began pulling off the couch cushions, and again Aaron marveled at the sight of her.

Summer had taken off her robe, and there she was, with her panties again barely maintaining any purchase on her lush, sexy bottom. If that wasn't enough, she may as well have been topless every time she leaned over to grab and toss another couch cushion.

For her part, Summer noticed that Aaron was still wearing his sweatpants. "Are you going to wear these bulky things to bed? Don't you have anything more comfortable to sleep in?" she asked, playfully tugging on them.

Like Dave, Aaron was also a bit shy. He too didn't want Summer to see his hard-on, so he tried to keep his back somewhat turned to her.

"Do you need to borrow some shorts or something?" she asked.

As he pulled out the sofa bed, the corner of the metal frame caught the string tie of Summer's bikini panties. He continued lifting, and her beautiful panties were quickly undone. Aaron was too busy worrying about his huge erection to notice, though, and Summer didn't notice it until her panties were already fluttering down her thighs.

She giggle-shrieked, and Aaron looked over to see her clutching the strings on one side of her panties. Along with her bare hip being exposed, her smooth, delectable pussy was completely uncovered.

"Now everyone's trying to get me naked!" she laughed, pulling her panties back up.

"What...what happened?" he asked, dumbfounded.

"It was an accident, sweetie. When you lifted the bed from the sofa, the frame caught my panty strings and pulled them undone. It's a good thing you didn't turn around just a little sooner! They fell all the way to my knees before I realized what was going on. God, everywhere I turn tonight, someone's accidentally pulling my panties off!"

"Well, I must say, I'm sorry I missed it. That sure would've been an amazing sight."

"As if you haven't already gotten enough peeks of me tonight," she said, giving him a knowing smile. She sighed softly to herself when she felt Jake's cum begin to drip down her leg from their earlier fucking. She simply adored the feeling of warm cum on her body, and was sorely tempted to scoop it up and bring it to her mouth.

Willing herself to ignore it, she continued on with Aaron. "Besides," she added, her coy smile turning to laughter, "we were talking about your underwear, not mine. I'm already down to my panties, so it's about time somebody in this house returns the favor!"

With the sofa bed pulled out, she unfurled a sheet and swung it over the mattress. Grabbing a corner, Aaron helped Summer shape it to the bed.

"Hold on..." she said, climbing onto the bed, then she knee-walked across the mattress to the corner opposite Aaron. Facing away from him, she bent low to pull the sheet down tight over the end. "Gotta tuck in the sheets," she said, and he could hear the sexy smile in her voice.

Aaron drank in the amazing view of her bent at the waist, legs spread, her ass again raised high. He noticed something glistening on her inner thighs, but she spun around and knee-walked over to his corner before he could process the thought. Bending directly in front of him, she leaned down to tuck in his side of the sheet, which had pulled up when she'd tucked in the other corner.

He was once again treated to the glorious sight of her bare breasts swaying outside her satin top, and his cock was rampant.

Of course Summer couldn't help but notice his erection. She knew he had some sort of underwear on beneath his sweats, and still he was making quite an impressive tent. Suddenly realizing that he'd caught her staring, she flashed him a guilty smile. Sitting up and taking a deep breath, she was about to reach for his lengthy bulge when he flopped down on the bed beside her.

After letting him settle in, she turned to lean over his body. Knowing that his hungry eyes were locked on her breasts, she pulled the drawstring on his sweats. "Lift..." she said, sliding her hands under his ass, prompting him to raise his hips. She tugged his sweats down and off, revealing to her happy gaze his fully erect cock standing tall inside a pair of gray boxer briefs.

"See? Don't you feel better now without those bulky sweats?" she grinned.

"Ummm, yeah," he said nervously. "Much better."

Aaron was fairly freaking out, at least until it dawned on him that she wasn't saying a word about his obvious erection. She was acting as if she hadn't even noticed it. Maybe he was freaking out over nothing, he decided, though with little conviction.

Summer got up from the bed to grab the big pillow she'd brought. She tossed it to him, then she spread out the wool blanket she'd also brought for him.

"All set, sweetie?" she asked, plopping herself back beside him. His legs were under the covers, but the rest of him was exposed.

"All set, thanks." 

Dropping her head onto his chest, she looked up at him. "Thank you for coming. This is just so wonderful."

"Thank you for having me. You've made a beautiful home here, Summer. I know it's all you, too. No way Jake makes a place look this nice by himself," he said, and they both laughed.

"Ah, c'mon, he's not that bad. But you're right, he does let me add my 'girlie stuff,' as he puts it."

"Well, you've done an amazing job with everything. The Christmas decorations are awesome."

At the mention of the decorations they looked around the room together, checking out all the pretty things. There was still a warm glow coming from the fire.

"Here, let me blow these out for you," she said, jumping up from the bed. Walking around the room, she blew out all the candles, then she moved over to the Christmas tree. "On, or off?" she asked, gesturing to the blinking lights.

"Off is fine. The fire is perfect, and that way nothing is competing with it."

"Okay," she said, clicking off all the lights before returning to his side. She lay her head on his chest again, and they quietly watched the fire together. After a little while, she rolled onto her back and lay sideways on the bed.

He couldn't believe his good fortune. She was lying on him with her knees bent, her spread legs pointed towards the fire. Letting his eyes travel down her body, he could see her sleek stomach tapering to her delicate hip bones. Her panties were so low and loose that he could see the firelight flickering on the smooth skin of her bare mound. If she hadn't been completely shaved, he would be staring at her pubic hair. He could also see her bare chest subtly rising and falling. Her nipples were covered, but that was it. Her beautiful breasts were otherwise naked.

'It just doesn't get much better than this,' he thought. 

The fire crackled and sparked, and she startled, opening her eyes. 

That's when she noticed it. "Uh-oh. Don't look now, but I think you did it again!" she giggled.

"Huh?" he said, his reverie broken. 

"Look...." She was peering straight up, and he followed her gaze to the light fixture hanging directly above them; to the mistletoe hanging from the light fixture directly above them.

"You sure are a sneaky one," she said, fixing him with an accusing stare. She couldn't hold it for long, though, and her stare dissolved into a sunny smile. She rolled over and pulled back the covers, slipping in beside him. "This Christmas just keeps getting better and better," she said, biting her lip. He took her face in his hands, and their slashing tongues came together in a white-hot embrace. Wanting to avoid any chance of hurting her, he tugged her upper body a little straighter, until she just slid on top of him beneath the covers.

"Merry Christmas, Aaron," she whispered into his mouth while writhing against him. His hands went straight to her ass; squeezing it, caressing it, he was savoring her bewitching bottom that had driven him up a wall all night, and she smiled, "Mmmm, you feel so good."

"Me?" Arching his hips, he thrust his granite cock against her pussy. "You mean this?"




Christmas with Summer Ch. 01



"Mmmmmm, yes," she said, kissing him.

"Or do you mean this?" he asked, fiercely returning her kiss.

"Definitely that too," she whispered.

"Or maybe you meant this?" he added, firmly squeezing her ass.

"Oh, god, yes...that! Mmmm, that feels so good, especially when you also do the first thing..." she moaned, pressing her ass into his hands and her pussy against his cock.

"You can't imagine how good you feel to me," he said, caressing her ass, "and you can't imagine how beautiful you looked tonight."

"When?" 

"First it was in the pool, and especially when you pulled off your top, then you slipped your shorts off beneath your towel."

Nuzzling his lips, she grinned. "I was wet. My top was useless, and I had to take off those shorts."

"You looked like a wet dream, but when Jake unwrapped you in front of the fire, holy god, Summer...."

"Did you like that better than the pool?"

"It was when you were doing the presents...oh god..." he moaned, lurching up into her pussy.

"Mmmm, you feel amazing…keep doing that..." she said, grinding her wet slit on his hard shaft. "What did you like so much about me giving out the presents? My bottom was covered, wasn't it?" She wiggled her ass in his hands as she whispered, "Sometimes it felt like my panties weren't even there."

"That was the most gorgeous sight ever, Summer. You, on your knees...your incredible ass. Your panties were so loose, I just wanted them to move down that tiny bit more."

"You guys sure like my Santa outfit!" she giggled.

"Speaking of which, where's your red robe? You were wearing it when you went to Dave's room."

"John has it. He asked if he could sleep with it tonight."

"That sneaky bastard!" said Aaron, and they both laughed.

"Hey, you're not doing too badly yourself here, you know. I was never under the covers with him, and you pulled my panties down even more than he did."

"He pulled your panties down?" he groaned. "How?"

"Like this...." She placed his fingertips at the top of her panties, directly in her exposed split. "When I start to move, keep your hand right there. Hold it firm."

Grinning, she began slowly sliding her way up his body. Immediately his fingers were forced deeper into her sexy divide, and as her panties slipped further down her ass her tempting breasts inched ever closer to his face. Continuing to slither up his body, she didn't stop until her panties were pulled well below her ass.

With his cock throbbing as hard as he could ever remember, Aaron found himself cupping Summer's smooth, naked bottom, very near her pussy.

Satisfied that she'd successfully demonstrated her point, she laughed, "Just like that, only I was getting up from the bed and moving to walk away!"

"Since John already nabbed one piece of your Santa outfit for tonight, can I pick another?" he asked hopefully.

"You want this?" Grinning, she offered him her Santa hat.

"No, keep wearing it. You look absolutely adorable in that hat."

She took his hand and set it high on her thigh. "How about my garter? You seemed to love playing with it when we were opening the presents."

"Summer, if it were up to me, you would never take off that garter. With your amazing legs, that tiny halo of white lace is just the sexiest thing ever."

"God, you guys just love my Santa stuff, huh?" she giggled, giving him a happy kiss. "Thank you, though. I really am glad you like it. So, okay, do you want my top?" She pressed her breasts against him. "Or maybe my panties?" Moaning, she danced her ass in his hands while sliding her tongue into his mouth.

Eventually pulling back from her steamy kiss, he panted, "Can I have both?"

"Mmmm, you want both? That's a lot more than David or John got. You want me under the covers with you, completely naked. When we were doing the presents, god, the way you kept licking all through my bare bottom, I thought you were going to untie my panties and take me right there. Now you want me naked in your bed."

"You know that's exactly what I wanted to do. You were driving me insane," he said, slipping his hand between her legs.

She moaned when he touched her pussy. "Mmmm, but you didn't do it. You restrained yourself. That means you are a very good boy, so you deserve all the Christmas presents you desire...." Sitting up, she crossed her arms and pulled her satin top over her head before laying it on his pillow. "There's my top, sweetie. Now my breasts are bare for you," she purred, leaning down to press her nipples against him. "Mmmm-hmmm, you feel so good, your hard chest caressing my soft breasts," she said, slipping her tongue back into his mouth.

He felt her arm reach down and make jerking movements beneath the covers, then she lifted her hips. Her arm came back up, and she brought her damp panties to his face before placing them beside her top on his pillow. "Here are my panties. Now my ass and pussy are naked for you, too. Merry Christmas, baby."

She pulled his hands back to her bare ass, moaning at his touch. Lifting onto her elbows, she presented her breasts to his mouth, teasing her erect nipples across his lips until he sucked her tips inside. "God, John only kissed the insides of my breasts, and he never took my top off. I wasn't totally naked under his covers...he didn't suck my nipples...oooh, yes, do it...."

Sliding a hand down through Summer's ass, Aaron felt her wet heat. She moaned into his mouth when he sucked hard on her breast while brushing across her tiny puckered star with the tip of his ring finger.

"Mmmm-hmmm...best Christmas ever..." she breathed, reaching down to stroke his erection through his underwear before rubbing it against her clit. "Maybe tomorrow night I won't be the only one who's naked in your bed, okay?"

Aaron's cock throbbed against her bare pussy. 

"Mmmm, yes," she purred, grinding her gorgeous sex on his rock-hard shaft. "I love when you do that."

"Oh god, Summer," he groaned.

She leaned down and kissed him again, smiling eyes meeting a frantic gaze. Finishing their kiss, she whispered, "Thank you, Aaron."

Slipping from beneath the covers, she knee-walked across the bed, her sensual curves shimmering in the firelight. "See you tomorrow morning. Sweet dreams, baby," she said, blowing him a kiss.

His final vision of her was when she leaned down in front of the fireplace to warm her hands, presenting her heart-shaped bottom and glistening pussy to him. As she turned and walked out of the room, her perfect ass hypnotically flexed and released with every elegant stride of her strong, sleek thighs.

The last thing Summer saw before leaving the living room was Aaron sliding his hand into his underwear and pulling out his hard, shining wet cock. 

She smiled to herself.

~ ~ ~

Climbing into bed, she pulled me on top of her and spread her legs. Grasping my cock, she guided me straight into her silken depths. "Do it, Jake. Fuck me again," she moaned.

"Merry Christmas, baby. You were so beautiful tonight," I said, kissing her.

"Thank you so much for this," she panted, filling our silent house with her happy sobs when I speared her pussy. Spreading her legs wide, she gripped my ass and clawed at me, making me ram my cock inside her until she cried out, "Ooooooh, yes, baby, fuck me!" 

That's when we heard Aaron gasp and groan. We slowed for a moment, and I gave her an accusing grin. She smiled sweetly, and I laughed, "See! I knew that was why you picked this house!"

She grinned expectantly. "Why, baby? Why did I pick this house?"

"Why? It's obvious! Listen to that poor guy! You're doing it again!"

"Doing what again?" she giggled.

"It's the thin walls thing again, honey, just like you warned me when we were putting up the decorations. I told you my friends would love you, and they were definitely going to love hearing you. Now, here we are, and yet another guy is being tortured by your beautiful sounds."

"At least you're not the one being tortured this time, so fuck me until you make me scream…" she said, grinning as she pulled me back inside her delicious pussy, and she cried out with joy when I slammed home.

~to be continued~

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Christmas with Summer Ch. 02



Waking, Summer felt the morning sunlight filtering into her bedroom.

Listening as she climbed out of bed, she smiled to herself when she realized she was the first one up in the house. Quietly closing the door to the bathroom, she took a pee and brushed her teeth. Amused by the wild lioness look of her messy bed-head, she ran her hands through her auburn hair, fluffing it up while playfully growling at herself in the mirror. She considered padding out naked into the kitchen; dismissing the idea with a chuckle, she grabbed her usual morning t-shirt off the hook of the bathroom door and slipped it on before leaving the bedroom.

Grinning, she saw that Aaron was still asleep on the couch, her Santa's Helper panties and top jumbled up in the covers over his chest. Thinking it might be better to maintain some degree of discretion, she plucked her lingerie from his covers and quietly tossed them onto her bed.

While trying to remain quiet, she walked back through the living room and out to the patio. The sun was just beginning to shine across her back yard, and she dropped herself into one of the lounge chairs. Hugging her knees against her chest, she lowered her head to let the sun warm her hair and shoulders. With a happy sigh, she leaned back against the lounger. 

Closing her eyes, she felt the sunlight through her eyelids. Her hands went to her legs; absentmindedly caressing them, she smiled when she felt dried cum on the inside of her thighs. Wet or dry, Summer simply loved having cum on her body. She loved the feel of it, certainly, and she particularly loved the thought of it.

She languidly ran her manicured fingertips back and forth through her bare slit before slipping one inside. She was pleased to discover she was silky wet, and in fact still had her man's cum in her pussy. Softly swirling her finger, she scooped some out and brought it to her mouth, coating her lips with a gloss of cum. Laying her hands on the armrests of the lounger, she licked her lips and hummed a happy tune, quietly savoring her pleasurable solitude in the morning sun.

Eventually she felt the urge for a cup of coffee, so she got up and headed to the kitchen. While passing through the living room, she noticed her reflection in the large wall-mirror. She hadn't consciously checked herself out in that t-shirt before; she'd never needed to, since it was only her casual nightshirt. She wore it for lounging comfort, not for style.

'Not bad,' she thought, studying her reflection in the mirror.

She had on one of Jake's 'wife beater' t-shirts. She'd originally started wearing it simply because she enjoyed having his scent on her when he was away at work. Before very long, though, it had become her main lounging outfit.

Standing sidelong to the mirror, she smoothed the little white t-shirt down her body; noticing that it stretched snugly over her flared hips, she thought it looked great on her cute bubble butt. The thin cotton was semi-transparent, with the lower hem extending only a few inches below her pussy while just barely covering her ass. Her shirt would be considered an extremely short dress as it left her thighs completely bare, and it was very loose over her tiny waist. The back was the standard scooped cut, exposing her upper back and shoulders. The shoulder straps were thin and slightly frayed all the way to the tops of her large breasts, revealing a deep cleavage, and the oversized armholes offered open windows to the full swells of her gorgeous mounds.

Turning to face the mirror, she saw that the t-shirt wasn't too very see-through. Other than the obvious impressions made by her large nipples, nothing really showed. She could make out the shape of her areolas, though not the color or texture, and her delicate lips were similarly obscured. If she had maintained any pubic hair at all, it certainly would've shown through, but with her pussy shaved bare it was a nonissue.

Checking out the rear view, she saw that her ass really was only barely covered. A hint of her smooth cheeks were peeking out, and her dramatic cleft showed through quite clearly. Though the impression of her rich crescent divide was certainly unmistakable, as the softness of the cotton allowed for the shirt to be sucked into her deep split, the shadow and coloring were at least somewhat obscured by the semi-opaque material.

'It's a nice look,' she decided.

"God, the scenery around here is just as breathtaking waking up as it is going to sleep. Is it always this beautiful in your living room?"

With a warm smile Summer turned to a grinning Aaron. He was sitting up, his sheet covering him to the waist, so she climbed onto the sofa bed and knee-walked over to him. "I'm sorry, honey, I thought you were still asleep. I didn't mean to wake you," she said, taking his hand.

"No, not at all. I didn't even know you were here. I just sort of opened my eyes and saw you standing there, stretching and checking yourself out in the mirror. If you don't mind me asking, what were you looking at?"

Moving into his arms, she gave him a long, welcoming kiss. "Good morning then, sweetie. I was simply looking at my little nightshirt. Since no one was ever going to see me in it, I'd never really paid any attention to it before. I just wanted to check how it looked, you know, to see whether it was okay to wear around you guys."

"You look just as beautiful now as you did last night, and you were impossibly stunning last night, if that's any sort of answer."

"You mean when I left you to go to bed, and I was totally naked!" she giggled into his shoulder.

"Yep, definitely then, too," he chuckled.

"I thought about coming out here naked this morning, since that's what I normally do."

"Why didn't you then? I sure wouldn't have complained. I highly doubt anyone else would've, either."

"I just decided that it might not be a good idea. You're the only one who saw me completely naked last night. David didn't, other than possibly by the pool, and even John didn't see what you saw. When I left his bedroom, I still had my panties and top on. I don't know, I guess I thought that maybe it would be a bit too much to show up naked this morning around all of you. It's not like I planned on being naked with you last night, you know."

Smiling, she pinched him in the ribs.

"I know," he said. "It just sorta happened."

"Yeah, right!" she giggled. "It just sorta happened that you requested both my top and panties! It also just sorta happened that you asked me to get naked, knowing I would be lying on top of you beneath your covers. I'm sure it was a total coincidence that we began making out like crazy, with my breasts in your mouth and your hands all over my bare bottom!" Laughing into his neck, she tried to remain quiet.

Aaron just smiled sheepishly.

"It's okay, sweetie, I loved every second of it. I really am having the best Christmas ever. Speaking of which, Merry Christmas, baby. It's official now," she grinned, wrapping her arms around his neck to give him a deep, passionate kiss.

Aaron returned her kiss, again enjoying the exquisite feeling of her soft breasts pressing against his bare chest. "Merry Christmas to you too, Summer. It really is," he smiled between hot kisses.

"Honestly, though," she said, pulling back, "I really didn't plan it. You and I, we went so much further than, say, David and I. We had our 'thank you' kisses, but we didn't totally make out like you and I did last night, or even like we're doing now. Neither John nor David touched my body the way you did last night, Aaron."

"Fuck 'em both! That's what they get for giving me the couch!" he grinned, and they both laughed. 

She leaned down to rest her head on his chest. "Well, to make up for your getting stuck with the couch, I did promise to come tuck you in each night, didn't I?"

"Yes, you did. We all heard it."

Looking into his eyes, she smiled sexily. "True, but only you heard what I requested last night for the next time I tuck you in. Baby, when we're in bed together, I want you naked too."

"What about the other guys, and Jake?"

"Sweetie, Jake knows. He knows, and he loves it. You know how Jake is. Even with you and the others, he still wants me to be myself. He wants us all to enjoy this little bit of time we have together. It's only David and John who don't know how far you went with me last night."

"Are you going to tell them?" 

"Do you want me to?"

He thought about it for a moment. "No, not really. I like this just the way it is. I enjoy the idea of having something special of my own with you."

"Our own sweet secret?" she smiled.

Aaron hugged her. "Yes…our own sweet secret. Other than Jake, no one needs to know what you do with me, do they?"

"No, sweetie, they don't. I won't say a word."

"What about the other guys, though?" he asked.

"How so?"

"Will you be keeping secrets with them too?"

"You know, I really haven't even thought about it. I suppose if something like this happened with them, and they wanted me to be discreet about it, yes, I would. There's nothing to keep secret though, not with David. He hasn't kissed me or touched me the way you have. John? I doubt he'd even want to keep any secrets. He'd probably prefer just the opposite!"

They both laughed, then she added, "When we're alone, that's our time. If you want privacy, you'll have it. If you want me to be naked for you, all I ask is that you also be naked for me, at least when I come to tuck you in at night. When we're together beneath these sheets, I want to feel your skin against my body, the same as you want to feel mine against yours. I want to be able to touch every inch of you, the way you touched me last night."

"What if I want more?" 

"How much more? I love Jake. I'm not going to leave him."

"No, no, I don't mean that, and I definitely don't want you to leave him. I'm glad you don't keep secrets from him. Honestly, I couldn't be with you like this, like we are here, if I felt you were cheating on Jake."

"Good, because I feel the same way. I won't cheat on Jake. I won't lie to him or keep secrets from him. I never will, nor would I ever need to. He gives me everything I want, even including moments like these with you. He loves me, and he's happy for me when I'm happy."

Aaron touched her chin. "He's a very lucky man. Summer, he really means it. He wants you to be happy."

"I'm the lucky one. First I found a man like Jake, and now I'm blessed with his beautiful friends. Still, if you weren't saying that you want me to be yours, then what did you mean when you asked, 'What if I want more?'"

"Summer, I meant what if I want more than just kissing and touching?"

She gave him a delighted smile. "You mean sex? Do you want to fuck me, Aaron?"

"Of course I do, Summer. What man in his right mind wouldn't? So, yes, what if I want more?"

"Are you asking to have sex with me?" Grinning, she nuzzled his chest.

"Honestly? No, I'm not. At least that's not what I'm asking right now."

"Then what are you asking?"

"I'm just asking, what if? You want us to be naked when we're in bed together, but what then? How far do you want us to go, and what are our boundaries? I guess I'm asking, do you only want to kiss?"

"I honestly haven't thought all that through," she said, trailing soft kisses along his jawline, "but I can definitely tell you there are no boundaries, at least not on my end. I have no rules or limits regarding what we can or cannot do with each other. And yes, I want you to be naked when I'm in your bed, yet I'm not necessarily asking you to have sex with me. Baby, I would love to have sex with you, and maybe we will. Maybe, though…maybe I do only want to kiss? I enjoy the feeling of our bodies pressing together, and I love kissing you. Honey, I really don't know how far I want us to go. Can we just play it by ear and see what happens? Can we be together like this, without any pressure of having to have sex, or will it drive you too crazy? Aaron, I don't want to make you unhappy. That's the last thing in the world I want."

Taking it all in, Aaron mulled it over. "You smell so good," he smiled, stroking her long hair.

"Mmmm," she grinned, nipping at his chest.

"Summer, you're remarkable. Somehow you always know exactly what to say, and you nailed how I feel. I simply want to enjoy this, without any preset rules. I don't want us to have to have sex, or not have sex. I don't want that kind of pressure, and I don't want you to feel any pressure either. However you want us to be, that will be fine with me. You've been an absolute joy, so will you mind if I just trust to your judgment and instincts? I really think that'd be the best thing we could do."

"Aaron, I don't know where I'm going from one moment to the next. I have no plan here."

"That's perfect. That's how it should be," he said, running his fingers through her hair.

She looked up and giggled, "You know what? Since we're under the mistletoe again, here's my big plan: Kiss me!"

As he pulled her into his arms, she straddled his waist. When she leaned down to kiss him, his hands went straight to her hips; her t-shirt had climbed over her ass, so his fingertips encountered nothing but bare skin.

"No panties?" he smiled in surprise.

"Nuh-uh. No panties. It's just all me down there…" she grinned, sucking his tongue like a small cock. When he cupped her bare cheeks, she moaned into his mouth, "Mmmm, yes…your hands on my ass…god, I love it." She couldn't help but press her pussy down on him, only to find that she didn't enjoy the feel of his scratchy blanket against her tender lips.

"Hold on a sec…" she said. Scooting her way up his chest, she nearly pushed her bare pussy against his chin as she reached back to lift the covers.

Aaron gazed in wonder at her heavenly pussy, poised only inches from his face. He was awed by its profound beauty, completely bare, wet, and flowering open. "God, Summer," he whispered, and she smiled as he kissed her slit, then she moaned when he slid his tongue inside. Holding herself up on the back of the sofa while moving her hips in concert with his guiding hands on her ass, she welcomed him to her pussy. Again and again he lashed at her glistening pink petals; driven nearly to the brink of insanity by the sight, feel, taste and scent of her perfect sex, he spent many long minutes hungrily devouring her.

When he finally took a break from ravishing her delicate folds to kiss her thighs, she slid down beneath the covers, again straddling his waist. As she leaned forward to kiss him, he went right back to cupping her naked bottom. Moaning, she pressed her pussy directly onto his cock and started grinding away.

That's when she discovered her own surprise. Startled, she broke off their kiss and smiled brightly.

"Sorry, I should have warned you. After you left last night, I went ahead and took off my underwear," Aaron said, blushing.

"It's just one nice surprise after another with you, isn't it?" she beamed, peeling her t-shirt up and over her head before tossing it aside.

"God, Summer, you're incredible!" he exclaimed, gawping at her flawless nudity.

Grinning, she said, "You just let me know if you have any more nice surprises up your sleeve. Now, put your hands back on my ass. In case you haven't noticed, I can't get enough of your mouth and hands all over my ass."

When Aaron cupped her smooth, warm globes and gave them a firm squeeze, she bit his bottom lip. "Move me…pull me…let me feel you exploring my ass," she breathed into his mouth.

Aaron began lifting her up and down and moving her back and forth, squeezing her ass on his bare cock.

"Mmmm, something wonderful is poking me again. You feel sooooo good, baby," she said, using her wet pussy to make slippery circles on his lower stomach. "Kiss my breasts," she breathed, pressing her hands to his chest. He laved and kissed her breasts, cupping them while sucking each entire areola into his mouth. She shuddered with pleasure; then, sitting up, she let his hard cock slap onto his belly. Lowering her pussy onto it, she kissed all along its pulsing length before sliding down his body.

"Ooooh, fuck," he moaned when she took his huge erection into her mouth. With a happy smile in her shining eyes she slowly fed him inch by inch all the way down, until her bottom lip was pressed to his scrotum. Giving him a look of sheer joy, she hummed around his shaft before hungrily licking and sucking his glistening pole, noisily pleasuring him with her hands and mouth.

"Mmmm-hmmmmm…oh yes, I definitely want you naked when we're in bed together. You have such a gorgeous cock…god, I love it…" she moaned, pressing her tongue into his tiny slit. After licking all around the large crown for a few teasing moments, she swallowed him back down; sucking hard, she delighted in his delicious little spasms.

She truly thought his cock beautiful, and was eager to taste it in full; still, she didn't want him cumming just yet.

Grinning excitedly, she slid back up his body to straddle him again. Looking down, she noticed his cockhead poking between her spread pussy lips. "Hi, guy!" she giggled to it while grinding on his dick, soaking it with her drenched sex. During one of her forward movements his long shaft sprang up behind her, settling in her ass crack. "Keep squeezing my ass," she said, but with her breast in his mouth he couldn't answer; instead he simply took hold of her and started lifting her up and down so that his solid length slid through her deep split like a titty-fuck. Arching her back, she managed to catch his spongy tip in her tight little pucker. Moaning hotly, she pushed against it, indulging herself in the intense feeling of exquisite pressure as his thick cock forced her open and powered its way deep inside.

"Oops...better watch where I'm going," she smiled, circling her hips on his immense shaft before reluctantly pulling off. She bent forward, leaning down to kiss him again; he continued to squeeze her ass, his steely erection splitting her lips.

"See how much nicer this is when you're naked too?" she grinned, using both hands to cup his face as she kissed him, even as her wet pussy lips were kissing the length of his throbbing shaft. She found that by moving her hips just so, she could rub her clit on the ridge of his circumcised cock, and she was on the verge of cumming.

"God, Summer, you feel so amazing," he said, masturbating himself with her ass and pussy.

"So do you, baby, so do you. Mmmm…feel how wet I am…." With a sexy smile and a breathy little moan, she pressed her slit directly onto his cockhead. When he pushed back, his tip found its way into her opening.

They froze, staring at each other. She nervously bit her lip. He was wide-eyed.

"Maybe just a little?" she whispered.

"Maybe just a little," he answered.

"Just a little," she whispered into his mouth, softly kissing him. "Pull me down by my ass," she breathed, relaxing her thighs.

Taking firm hold of her gorgeous bottom, Aaron slowly pulled her down, and they moaned together as he slid inch by glorious inch into her warm, silken pussy. Clenching tightly on his smooth shaft, making him jolt, she giggled, "I think my pussy is saying, 'Merry Christmas, Aaron's long, hard cock!'"

He panted, "Summer, all the way, one time? One stroke?" 

"Yes, baby," she grinned. "One time, put it all the way inside me."

Squeezing her ass, he drove his entire length into her. With a sexy gasp she clenched the sheets in her fists, and he withdrew.

"One time…" she said again.

He slammed into her, making her ass jiggle in his hands. Moaning softly, she held him deep inside her.

"One time…" he repeated.

She lifted her hips and drove back down, shrieking when she hit bottom. Embarrassed, she giggled.




Christmas with Summer Ch. 02



"Shhhh!!" he laughed.

"Sorry!" she said, laughing too, but she kept him there, buried all the way inside her pussy.

"One time…" he said again.

Nodding, she leaned down to hug him. "One time…" she breathed, rolling him over to where he was on top. Giving him an incandescent smile, she spread her legs and whispered, "Fuck me."

Returning her smile, he raised his hips before thrusting hard inside her; moaning loudly, she pushed back against him. Rather than pull out after only one stroke, though, he began slowly, deeply fucking her; wrapping her legs around his waist, she tilted her hips and pulled him in.

Five full strokes, then another five, ten becoming twenty, over and over he pounded into her. Closing her eyes in total surrender, she moaned, "God, baby, yes, fuck me. Your cock feels so good inside me…mmmm…so deep…fucking my pussy...."

With a moist 'smack' he suddenly pulled out, his thick slab wetly slapping against her bare mound. "Yep, I absolutely love the lights-out and wake-up calls in your house," he grinned.

Answering his grin with an exaggerated pout, she grasped his cock and playfully rubbed the head between her shining lips.

"Just between us and Jake though, okay?" he smiled.

Pulling him down for a loving kiss, she breathed into his mouth, "Mmmm-hmmm…the others don't need to know. Thank you, Aaron, that was absolutely wonderful. Thank you for stopping, too. You know you could have fucked me until we woke up the whole house. God, once I felt you inside me, I didn't want to stop. I would've let you fuck me as long and hard as you wanted, so thank you. That was sooooo good. Only a small nibble…a little bite. Just enough to have tasted it while still leaving us hungry for more…the perfect appetizer. Thank you, baby."

As they lay warm and happy together, Summer finally said, "I better get moving. The others will be up soon." 

Aaron kissed her one last time. "Thank you for having me."

"Thank you for being here, Aaron. I feel like I'm in a dream."

Climbing from the bed, she stood naked before him. As he took her all in, she felt her entire body tingling.

"My god, Summer," he said, reverently shaking his head.

Slipping on her t-shirt, she did a sexy little dance for him, finishing off the movement with a gorgeous hip-shimmy as she tugged the hem over her amazing ass.

"Coffee?" she grinned.

"Yes, please," he said, also getting up naked. Having neither came nor peed yet that morning, his cock bobbed fully erect, shiny and wet.

"God, baby, look at you," she purred, moving into his arms. She gave him a long, hot tongue-kiss, then she began trailing kisses down his chest and stomach, saying, "I don't want you to waste another drop of your wonderful cum, the way you did last night." Going to her knees, she caressed his majestic erection before taking it into her mouth. Gently squeezing his balls while pumping him with her other hand, she skillfully milked his cock using a twisting corkscrew motion. When she could tell he was getting close, she placed his tip on her tongue and stared into his eyes. Moaning happily, she held him steady as he began firing off jet after jet of thick cum, some of it painting her cheek and chin glistening white. Scooping up the errant strands, she sucked her fingers clean, adding that cum to the main load; then, beaming with sheer joy, she swallowed it all in two large gulps.

Once she was done, she held his heavy shaft in her hand; slowly stroking it, she simply admired it for a few moments. Smiling her approval, she gave it a final affectionate kiss before coming to her feet and bounding contentedly away.

~ ~ ~

Everyone was up and about, quietly milling around the house before making their way into the kitchen. An absolutely radiant Summer stood at the counter, beaming brightly. The sun was shining through our bay window, highlighting the golden reds and browns of her lustrous auburn hair and the happy sparkle in her dazzling eyes.

Going to her tiptoes, she greeted each of us with a warm hug and a kiss. "Merry Christmas," she purred, and with every welcoming hug our forearms encircling her waist would manage to pull her skimpy nightshirt over her hips, fully exposing her naked bottom. Never missing a beat when Dave slid his hands down to cup her bare ass, she grinned, "Well good morning to you too!"

Serving coffee, she bounced happily from person to person, basking in the glow of our affection.

Thanking her, the guys took their coffees and left the kitchen. She handed me a cup and leaned back against my chest, facing our sunny yard. "Merry Christmas, sweetheart," she purred again, kissing my neck. "Thank you for the best Christmas of my life."

"Merry Christmas to you, baby, and believe me, this has been the best Christmas ever for me too. Don't think for one minute that it isn't all because of you. Damn, I still can't believe you got me a Jeff Beck Strat. Summer, that was just incredible, yet you did so much more."

Alone together in the kitchen, we could hear the others moving around the house. She turned to face me, wrapping her arms around my neck. "So you're still okay with us? You know…with all this, and your friends? I know you said you would be, but what about now that it's here, and it's real?"

"Are you happy with us, and with all this, including my friends?" I asked, hugging her close.

"Baby, this is the happiest I've ever been in my whole life. I've never felt this loved, this cherished, and I have never felt like I've found a home in someone's heart the way I feel with you. I can't stop crying, and laughing, and rejoicing. I feel totally beautiful. Everyone is so wonderful to me, and I can't help but love them. God, it's as if I'm on some amazing drug. I feel so free, and it's all because you truly love me for who I am. You just want me to be happy, and I am, honey. I'm deliriously happy. Last night was the greatest night of my life, and today already feels like it will be even better."

"Then there's your answer, Summer. I have no regrets or reservations. I'm right here beside you; wanting you, watching over you, rejoicing with you. I couldn't be happier about us, or the way you are with my friends. You have nothing to worry about, angel."

"Jake," she said, her shining eyes welling up, "just tell me again that you know what's happening here, and you want me to keep doing it. I need you to tell me that you want me to keep being me, and you still love me."

"Do you want me to tell you that I know you let Aaron strip you naked last night before you came to bed with me? Baby, you came back to our bedroom completely nude. Of course I knew, and I thought you were extraordinary. You were glowing…you were a goddess. You made Aaron so happy, and you were just as happy. When you came to me, all I felt was love and lust for you."

Sobbing joyfully into my shoulder, she looked up with a shy smile. "There's more, Jake. This morning I—"

"This morning you made love with Aaron," I said, gently finishing her sentence for her.

"You know?" she asked, grinning in wonder.

"Sweetie, of course I know. I don't think I've ever witnessed a more beautiful few moments, either. The way he cared for you, it felt really good to see. He was looking out for you just like I would. If it's possible, I love you even more now. Your honesty…your passion…you're simply remarkable. Baby, yes, I still want you to keep doing it, and I will always want you to keep being you. Summer, I need you to understand something. You have my complete faith. I trust your heart, and I love your soul. You don't have to hide any longer. No fear...no regrets. I want you to enjoy your beauty and the happiness you bring to others. That's who you are, and I know I'm the luckiest guy in the world because you've chosen me to share in your beauty."

"He's right, Summer. He is the luckiest guy in the world, and I will always look out for you the same way he does. Soon you two will be married, so you're family now. Each in our own way, we will all look out for you."

Summer looked over at Aaron standing in the kitchen doorway. Breaking down, she collapsed into my arms, her entire body wracked with convulsing sobs.

I sat us down with my arms around her, cradling her in my lap.

Coming over to kneel beside her, Aaron took her hand. "Jake loves you, Summer. All he wants is for you to be happy. He doesn't want you to try to be someone else. He just wants you to be Summer. Believe him. Never doubt him. I swear to you that last night, this morning, and anything that may follow, none of it happens without Jake's blessing."

She looked up at us, her face a swirling kaleidoscope of emotions.

Aaron gently touched her cheek. "Summer, he's willing to share his most precious gift, because it makes you happy. The rest is up to you. Never worry about me, Dave, or even John. We will never hurt you. You can just be Summer when you're with us, knowing we will cherish you forever. We'll all stand for you at your wedding, and when we do, you'll have three more brothers, friends and lovers. We will always be there for you."

Summer just stared at us. "But...why?" she asked slowly, her doubts and fears finally pouring out. She was speaking to me, yet she meant it for Aaron too. "Why me? Why will you love me like that? How can you love me like that? I don't deserve it. No one is that blessed."

Breaking down again, she sobbed, "No one gets to be that happy!"

"What the fuck, dude?" grinned John, walking into the kitchen. "What's with all the pissing and moaning going on in here?" 

Even despite his U.C. Santa Cruz Banana Slugs t-shirt we could see that he was about to become serious. 

Kneeling beside her opposite Aaron, John took her other hand. "Summer, that's a bunch of bullshit. You do deserve it. You wanna know why? You deserve it because you are it. Jake's an idiot, sure, but he's no dummy. He sees it. We all see it. You're pure, Summer. Your heart is pure, and your beauty is pure. It doesn't just run skin deep with you; it's everything you are. Nobody ever deserved it like you do, and Aaron's damn right about you being family now."

Staring into his eyes, she squeezed his hand. Though she was still crying, she looked beautifully hopeful.

"Summer, whatever people did to scar you and make you doubt yourself, you need to know that no one will ever hurt you again, not as long as any of us draw breath. You think I was kidding last night? When I said dumbass here had better hurry up and marry you or I will, I was dead serious. Jake, myself, Dave or Aaron, we'd all count ourselves as blessed to have you be ours. Jake just lucked into finding you first. Be happy, beautiful girl. This is real. Everything you're seeing and feeling since you've been with Jake, it's all real. This is your life now, if you want it."

"I... I—"

"Shhhh. You don't have to say anything," Dave said, finally joining us. He hugged her from behind, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. When she sobbed into his forearm, he kissed the top of her head, gently comforting her. "I know this must all be overwhelming for you. How could it not be? The thing is, you don't have to come up with any answers. You don't have to explain it, or justify it, or even fight it. You don't have to say or do anything, Summer. All this, it just...is. If you take nothing else from what we're saying, go with this one simple thing: Be yourself. Everyone here trusts you, Jake most of all, and he knows you inside and out. If Jake trusts you, then you deserve it. Never doubt that you deserve to be happy. You're with a man who will devote his life to making you happy, and the three of us will always be here for you. Don't even think about anything else right now."

Over and over, all she could do was hug us; crying in our arms, she wouldn't let go. It was as if her walls had finally come tumbling down, setting her heart free.

With her arms wrapped tightly around my neck, her head buried in my chest, I carried her back to bed. Leaning down to kiss her, I whispered that she was a very loved girl. Wanting to give her some quiet time to herself, I tucked her in, finishing with a tender kiss to her forehead.

As I closed the door on my way back out to the living room, her happy sobs trailed after me.

~ ~ ~

Except for Dave, who was reading a book on the couch, the house was empty when Summer walked into the living room.

"Where is everyone?" she asked, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

"They took off for a few hours to go shoot some hoops."

"Why didn't you go too?"

"I'm not much of a hoops player, so I thought I'd just hang out and relax. What about you?"

"I was actually thinking of heading down to the beach. We've got this awesome weather, so I thought, hey, Christmas Day at the beach! Why don't you come with me? You could read your book and keep me company while protecting me from the wolves!"

He grinned ironically. "You know, that sounds excellent. I haven't been to the beach in forever. Yeah, let's do it."

They drove down in Summer's car, all the while talking about nothing in particular. She did notice, however, that his attention frequently strayed to her smooth, bare legs, which were displayed to mouthwatering effect by her tiny terry cloth beach shorts. Smiling happily, she reached out to take his hand. Giving it a gentle squeeze, she caressed it with her thumb before laying their hands together high on her thigh.

"David, I really want to thank you for what you said earlier. Everything was such a whirlwind, and you were so calming. You're a really sweet man. I just hope I don't disappoint you."

"Summer, to be honest, I didn't say everything I might have."

"Oh? Such as?" she asked, a flush of fear coloring her countenance.

"Don't worry, it's not what you think. Remember when I said that if Jake trusts you then you're trustworthy, period?"

"Yeah…?"

"Well, okay, that's true, but to be honest, it's more than that. I'm also a pretty good judge of people. Everything we said about you, I know it's true. Though I haven't had the good fortune of knowing you for very long, I trust my instincts, and I trust what I feel in my gut. Of course I've been watching you, studying you, looking to see whether maybe we've missed something about you; something that might come back to bite Jake in the ass after you two are married."

"Hold on," Summer said. "You're the third person now to talk as if it's a certainty that Jake and I are going to be married. Do you know something I don't?"

"Well, let me ask you a simple question. Do you love Jake?"

"With all my heart."

"If he asked you to marry him, would you say yes?"

"After I woke up, and he was still standing there? In a heartbeat."

"Then consider yourself married, Summer. Jakes loves you, and yes, we've all talked about whether you're the one. That was before we even got together with you. Now? After all this? It's only a matter of time. He won't risk losing you. Besides, we won't let him."

Grinning, he squeezed her hand, and she brought his fingertips to her face. Using them to brush away her warm tears, she said, "Losing me is the last thing he'll ever have to worry about. Getting rid of me is more like it." Nuzzling his hand, she kissed the knuckles one by one. "David, may I ask you something?"

Nodding, he waited.

She gave him a sincere smile. "You are just so wonderful. You're unusually sweet and caring, especially for a big, burly 'jock.' Despite your 'tough guy' exterior, you're really thoughtful and mature, and you're much kinder and gentler than one might guess from your intimidating appearance. Don't get me wrong, you're a very good-looking man. You're beautiful, actually. My god, you even have a great job. There isn't a woman in this city who wouldn't want you, so how is it that you're still single? You can't tell me you're gay, because I've felt the way you touch me and kiss me. I know you like women."

She grinned, and he laughed, "Nope, definitely not gay. Good to know you figured that one out." Gazing into her eyes, he became more serious. "Always the wrong place at the wrong time, I guess. Like John said, Jake lucked into meeting you first."

She looked down, unable to face him. "God, I must be dreaming. Please, don't ever let me wake."

"You've got it backwards, Summer. You're the dream, and we're all just trying to catch fleeting glimpses."

She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling. "Though I've only known you for a short time, would it be wrong to tell you that I love you?" She smiled, again using his hand to brush away her tears. "I can't explain it, except that I trust my instincts too, and I just know. David, I already know that I'm in love with you."

They stared into each other's eyes, until finally Dave broke the silence. "I fell in love with you the first moment I saw you. I could just sense it, that there's something very different about you. I've never seen anyone like you before. I've never felt anyone like you before. Something hit me when I saw you, and it was telling me that you're not like any other woman.

"Summer, we all love you. The downside is you've pretty much ruined us for other women!"

~ ~ ~

Although the beach was hardly crowded, it wasn't empty either. There were a couple of volleyball games going on, and scattered groupings of people dotted the wide sands. As far as the eye could see, it was mostly youthful types. Families with young children? Not on Christmas Day.

Summer chose a spot that was a good distance from most of the other groups. After she and Dave spread out their towels, Summer pulled off her top and beach shorts. Watching her peel down, Dave let out a low whistle.

"You like?" she giggled, doing a full pirouette for him. 

"I like! I really like!"

Summer was wearing a pale pink Wicked Weasel g-string micro-bikini. Unlined, it also had no obscuring prints or patterns, so the addition of any moisture rendered it completely see-through. Her breasts were mostly exposed, with only the areolas covered by the adjustable triangles. The bottoms had just a string running through her ass crack from the top of the t-back, and the narrow string wasn't nearly wide enough to keep her tempting asshole or pouting outer labia covered. If she lay on her stomach with her legs spread or her ass pooched up at all, one could see the string bisecting her tight crinkle. It was obvious from either the front or the rear that she was shaved smooth, otherwise any pubic hair would've showed on the sides and over the top of the tiny pussy-pouch.

Sitting down, she said, "Let me know if this is too much for you, or if it bothers you when guys hit on me. I can always put my shorts and top back on."

"Summer, I'm telling you right now, if you cover up, you're walking home."

"Hey, wait a minute! It's my car!" she laughed.

"Tough shit. Cover up…you walk home," he grinned.

"Yeah, right. As if you'd let me walk home dressed like this," she giggled.  "So, okay, you're fine with everything? I mean with other people seeing me?"

"I won't let anyone hassle you, if that's what you mean."

"No, I'm not talking about guys hassling me. It's more like they just gravitate to me, and we always have fun. No one ever acts like a jerk, but a lot of men in your position don't want any other guys hovering around."

"My position?" he grinned.

"Yes, David, your position: alone with me, when I'm dressed this way. Since everyone ditched us, I'm all yours today. I'm like your date, or your girlfriend. Plus," she added coyly, even dangerously, "there's that one other issue, centering around how we feel about each other. Maybe now you don't want other guys gawking at me and pawing me?"

"So you're my girlfriend today, huh? Nice. The truth? I'm actually sort of curious to see how it all plays out. I haven't gotten to watch people respond to you yet, or you to them. I wouldn't mind witnessing firsthand some of that legendary Summer flirty magic. Also, since you mentioned it, yes, I'm curious to see how I'll feel about being in Jake's shoes...well, sort of, anyway."




Christmas with Summer Ch. 02



She grinned happily. "You want to watch me flirt? Okay then, sweetie, let's have some fun today. You'll see. Now let's go get wet!"

She took off running across the sand, but Dave had to ditch his shirt and sandals before he could set out after her. Turning back, she squealed when she saw him tearing across the sand towards her. As she continued running, the entire beach was treated to the unforgettable sight of her gorgeously bare bottom churning away, along with her nearly naked breasts trying to escape her tiny triangles. When she reached the water, she turned again, only to be immediately bowled over by a charging Dave. He gently tackled her into the surf, and she came up spluttering. "What is it with Jake's friends?! Can't any of you simply escort a lady into the water? Do you all just have to attack me?" she laughed, punching him in the chest.

"Sorry. It's that 'rough exterior' of mine. As they say, you can take the lion out of the jungle, but you can't take the jungle out of the lion!"

"That's fine, Simba, but at least try to be gentle with your kitty! I told you, she bruises easily!"

"She also falls out of her bikini easily," he chuckled, nodding to her bare breasts. Both her tiny triangles had slipped to the sides, leaving her gorgeous tits fully exposed.

"See!" she said, laughing as she adjusted her top back over her nipples. "That's just one more reason why you need to be gentle with me. As you can clearly tell, I'm not exactly dressed for the Olympics." 

They roughhoused some more in the surf, splashing, dunking and wrestling, until finally Dave said he wanted to head back and catch some sun.

"Okay, this is what we'll do…" she smiled, her arms draped around his neck following a long, steamy kiss. "I'll walk back with you to our towels. After a little while, I'll go over and flirt a bit with the guys right behind us. You'll be able to see and hear everything. Keep your sunglasses on, and just make it look like you're reading. A few minutes later, pretend to fall asleep. That'll be my signal to begin some serious flirting."

"Ooh, I gotta see this! You're on!"

"Yeah, well, just make sure you don't really fall asleep! That could be very, very bad!" she said, laughing as they walked together up the sand. They went back to their towels, where Dave stretched out on his stomach and opened his book. He was facing towards the snack stands, with Summer's target group of boys only a few yards away.

Summer felt their eyes on her. She knew that with her wet bikini they could see her erect nipples and pouting pussy lips as clear as day. Arriving at her towel, she immediately turned away from them, bending at the waist to squeeze the water from her hair. Grinning to herself, she knew she was offering them a perfect shot of her bare ass and moist sex. She reached back to her g-string and pulled it from her slit, ostensibly to reposition it. Tugging it out that way, she showed them her pink pucker and the mouth of her flowering pussy; then, with her ass still facing the boys, she went to her knees to smooth out her towel before lying down beside Dave.

"Enjoying the show?" she whispered.

"It's amazing how casually you do that trick. It looks completely natural."

"That's because it is completely natural. Everything I did - pretty much everything I always do - they're things any girl does when she's by herself or with her boyfriend, or even with other girls. Think about it. Bending over to wring my hair, pulling my g-string out, kneeling on my towel; that's all I did, and those are perfectly normal things. Most of the time they aren't the least bit sexy. The only reason they seem so sexy sometimes is people are conditioned to expect girls to be protective of their modesty in mixed company."

"I never thought of it that way, but yeah, you're right. The one obvious difference-maker, though, is the girl doing all those things. When she's a drop-dead gorgeous knockout like you, those seemingly mundane acts take on a whole different level of sexy."

"True," she giggled. "There's nothing I like more than watching a really hot girl making men drool. It's not just guys, you know. I love it too."

"And since you're always the hottest girl, you just fill the role."

"Something like that," she smiled playfully. "Okay, it's time for Phase Two. I'm heading to the snack bar now, so start reading your book."

Getting up to walk past the boys, Summer smiled for them as she strolled on by.

Quickly scrambling to his feet, one of the boys followed her to the snack bar.

"A small Coke, please," Summer said to the stunned kid gawking at her from behind the window. 

"I got it," smiled the boy who'd followed her to the snack bar.

"Thank you! That's really sweet of you," she said, offering him her hand. "I'm Summer."

"Zach," he said, awestruck, shaking her hand.

"Pleased to meet you, Zach."

He looked dubiously back at Dave. "Is that big guy your boyfriend?" 

Summer smiled sweetly. "No, he's not my boyfriend. He's my boyfriend's best friend. We're just here together, enjoying this beautiful Christmas in the sunshine."

"Where's your boyfriend then?"

"He's off playing basketball with some of his other friends."

"He doesn't mind you being here with that guy?"

She laughed gorgeously. "With David? Of course not! David and Jake are best friends!"

"I guess that's cool. Hey, you look like you better get some lotion on you."

"Do you have some?"

"Sure, c'mon!"

After escorting her back to their cozy little spot on the sand, Zach introduced Summer to his two buddies, Adam and Marco.

"Here you go, Summer. Here's some sunblock," Zach said, handing her a bottle.

"Would you mind doing me, Zach?" she asked, giving the boys a sexy smile.

"No problem!" he answered, a little too eagerly. "Ummm…lie down on your stomach."

Watching the guys through her dark sunglasses, Summer lay on her stomach, her arms cradling her head, her legs spread a foot apart. "I haven't gotten much sun lately, so make sure you do all of me, okay?"

"No problem," a grinning Zach said again.

Adam and Marco sat there dumbfounded, simply blown away that such an amazingly hot woman was letting their friend put his hands all over her. Still they high-fived him, making Summer and Dave chuckle.

Zach squeezed out a large dollop of sunblock into his hands, and after rubbing them together he smoothed the cream into her shoulder blades. With Summer humming her approval, he started with slow circles.

When he ran his hands beneath the string across her back, she casually said, "Just untie me." Zach untied her bikini strings, and they fell to her sides. "That should make things easier now," she grinned.

Zach ran his hands over her back and across her sides, edging closer with each pass to her breasts bulging out beneath her.

Taking a peek back at Dave, she noticed he'd dropped his book. He was pretending to have fallen asleep.

"Mmmm, don't miss anything," she said quietly to Zach.

Smoothing his hands along her sides, he stroked the soft curves of her breasts with the edges of his palms, and she breathed an audible sigh. When he began slowly moving his hands inward, she lifted a little, giving him more room. Soon he was cupping each full swell, causing her to let out a small moan.

Encouraged, Zach spread his fingers, until the tip of the middle one grazed her nipple.

"Sweetie, I don't think we have to worry just yet about getting too much sun there," she giggled.

'Okay,' Zach thought to himself, 'she established a boundary.'

He returned to doing circles over her back and down her sides, each time pressing more firmly against her breasts. Summer stirred, but didn't say anything.

While sliding his hands down her spine, he moved to the edge of the towel. He started to do her calves, then the backs of her knees, and she bounced her legs in appreciation. As he slowly caressed his way up her thighs, he noticed that she raised her ass.

Adam and Marco noticed it too, and they exchanged knowing grins.

When Zach slid his hands to the inside of her thighs, she moved her legs a few more inches apart.

'Permission granted,' he grinned to himself, sliding his hands further up her thighs. Summer responded by subtly grinding her hips; knowing how sexy it would look to the boys, she writhed on her towel, sensually flexing her ass for them. Glancing over, she smiled when she saw Adam adjusting his obvious erection in his board shorts.

Feeling a pause in Zach's ministrations, she wiggled her ass back and forth. "Do all of me, please."

Marco and Adam shot each other looks of utter disbelief.

Zach obediently smoothed two full palmfuls of cream over her perfect curves. He too could scarcely believe that he had his hands on this hot twenty-something's gorgeous bare ass!

"Mmmm, nice," she said, wiggling her bottom more noticeably.

With Zach's hand-circles spreading her cheeks on each outward stroke, Summer knew the boys and especially Dave could see the string bisecting her asshole. When Zach ran his hands beneath the top string crossing above her sun-kissed divide, he managed to slip it out of her deep crevice. She knew they could all see her exposed little star, and probably her moistening pussy too. Squeezing her thighs together, then spreading them open again, she felt herself becoming very wet.

Watching her every undulation with rapt attention, Zach stroked down the center of her ass. When he traced his fingertips over her sensitive pucker, she raised her luscious bottom into his hands while softly breathing, "Mmmmmm, definitely don't let me burn there."

Rubbing more steadily through her enticing split, he pressed the tip of his middle finger past her tight ring. She moaned sexily, so he slipped it in deeper, to the second knuckle, and began sliding it in and out.

She let him penetrate her ass for a good thirty seconds - long enough for him to get his thick finger all the way in and really fuck her - before she finally said, "Mmmm, that feels so good, but I think I'm covered there now."

Moving his hands to her inner thighs on either side of her precious pussy, he slowly rubbed in more cream. With her ass still sexily circling for him, he brushed his fingertips over her wet center. Thrilled by the sensation of her moist heat and the wondrous feel of her full labia, he began gently petting her soft folds through the sheer, wispy g-string.

She felt the sliver of material being tugged aside, then he was boldly stroking her bare lips. Murmuring quietly, she allowed him to continue. Moments later, though, when he slipped a finger between her blooming petals and slid deep into her pussy, she said, "No, not there, sweetie. I love what you're doing, and I let you have a few strokes where you shouldn't, but you can't go inside my panties there."

"Okay…" he said absently.

When he kept going, driving again and again deep inside her pussy, seemingly mesmerized by the touch of her silky walls, she playfully wiggled her ass for him. "Zach…" she grinned.

"Oh…sorry."

Reluctantly, he pulled out.

"Mmmm, s'okay, and thank you. I think I'm good and covered now." 

She snuck another peek at Dave, who'd lowered his sunglasses. "Wow," he mouthed to her, his eyes wide.

Smiling teasingly, she pursed her lips, making a kissing motion as she tapped her pussy twice with her index finger. Lying back down, she drifted off into a blissful haze.

"Summer...Summer…" she heard a few long moments later, the voice boring into her consciousness. "It's time to roll over. You've gotten enough sun on this side."

"Mmmphh...'k," she mumbled. Holding her top to her breasts, she rolled onto her back. Dropping her tiny triangles loosely on her chest, she managed to cover only her beautiful tips; otherwise, she was bare-breasted on a 'clothing required' public beach. Her legs were bent slightly at the knees, spread ten inches apart.

She lifted onto her elbows to check on Dave, who gave her a double-eyebrow raise above his sunglasses. He was staring at her moist, panties-covered pussy, her g-string having slipped between her outer lips. Only her inner labia were covered, and her top had fallen from her breasts when she'd sat up.

She smiled and lay back down, returning her top to the general vicinity of her nipples. Wiggling her hips back and forth, she lifted them while tugging her g-string from her pussy. In doing so, she not only showed Dave her bare sex, she also managed to pull the g-string down her hips quite a bit. When she stretched out again, her tiny bikini bottoms were no longer hugging her lips. The sheer Lycra was gapping below her gorgeous pussy, giving Dave a clear view of her glistening center. Her panties were resting low enough on her hips that the top of her slit was also exposed.

"We'll do this side!" Adam and Marco said enthusiastically. While Marco went to her feet, Adam started at her shoulders, rubbing cream into the tops of her breasts. She moved the skimpy bikini aside for him whenever it got in his way, and before long he was simply squeezing and fondling her amazing tits.

"Mmmm…yes, do my breasts…and my nipples…" she whispered, her back arching as her breath quickened.

He rubbed sunscreen into her tummy and up towards the bottoms of her heavy mounds, then he did the sides. When he cupped and hefted her spectacular tits, she again let slip an audible moan. Adam was being careful in his efforts to avoid the jumbled top, until finally she just pulled it away. Tossing it aside, she raised her arms above her head and smiled, "Don't let me burn. Do me good."

Sporting a huge erection in his board shorts, Adam kept bumping it into her right breast every time he leaned over her body to massage cream into the left one. Soon he was openly mauling her tits, nothing more; dramatically arching her back, she was beginning to breathe heavily.

Looking down her body, Adam could also see her bare pussy. Her tiny bottoms rested loosely around the sides of her ass, well below her hip bones.

Marco hadn't been idle. Having managed to move her g-string aside, he kept coaxing her thighs apart by rubbing in more and more cream. When his hands moved up to the beautiful valley at the top of her thighs, he pressed higher, sliding his fingers over her soft mound. With a quiet moan Summer raised her hips, even dipping one knee in before swinging it all the way out, yet Marco didn't touch her lips. Instead he rubbed below her belly button, down to her smooth, bare mons.

"Careful, Marco," she purred.

He allowed his fingers to trace across her bared slit, making Summer shudder. Beginning a slight but insistent stroking of her mound, he caressed the top of her slit and clitoral hood on every third pass. When he changed the angle of his hands so that his fingers were pointing down towards her pussy, he managed to contact her swollen pink clit peeking out from beneath its deeper scarlet hood.

"Marco, not there, sweetie. Not inside my panties."

While Adam continued pinching and pulling on her nipples, his cock still pushing directly into her breast, Marco went back to rubbing her legs; taking special delight in raising her knees, he provided himself direct access to the undersides of her thighs, all the way to the soft half-moons of her delectable ass.

He and Dave enjoyed a particularly vivid and inviting view of Summer, which she encouraged by spreading her legs. Having slipped well below her ass, her g-string was merely stretched across her upper thighs. When she sat up again, leaning back on her elbows, she saw Marco and Dave devouring the sight of her wide-open pussy.

That thought lit her fuse. 

Throwing caution to the wind, she slid her g-string down to her knees. Raising her feet high and crossing her ankles to slip her tiny panties the rest of the way off, she knew she was offering up an explicit display of her naked pussy and tight pink asshole. After tossing her drenched bottoms to Dave, she lowered then lewdly spread her legs. With one hand she began to stroke her clit while pumping Adam's cock through his shorts with the other.

Intrigued by her reaction to what Zach had done earlier, Marco penetrated Summer's perfect asshole; moaning, she lifted her hips and spread her legs wider.

With Marco's long finger plunging again and again deep inside her ass and her own finger rubbing her clit, it didn't take long before Summer reached her peak. While still pumping urgently on Adam's cock, she thrust two fingers into her clenching pussy and wildly fucked herself. Writhing on her towel, arching her back crazily, she let loose with a gorgeous peal of sexy laughter as her taut body was wracked by a devastating series of convulsive orgasms. Moaning deliriously through her crashing release, she cried out in joy when she drenched both her hand and Marco's with a beautiful gushing of clear girl-cum; at the sight of the amazing goddess erupting, Adam simply lost it, shooting off inside his shorts. Feeling his creamy warmth seeping through to her fingertips, Summer kept jacking him until his anguished groans and electric spasms finally ebbed, and he fell back exhausted onto the sand.

Panting heavily, her legs spread wide, Summer likewise collapsed onto her towel. Continuing to fuck herself in post-orgasmic bliss, she purred with contentment while languidly dipping her fingers in and out of her soft, wet pussy.

"Thanks, guys, I think she's had enough. I'll take it from here," Dave said, suddenly appearing alongside them with Summer's miniscule scraps of clothing in hand. "Summer, lift…" he added, wanting to slide her shorts up her legs.

"Wait," she said. "I've got all this cream on me. Let me at least go shower this stuff off." Smiling for the boys as she twisted provocatively on the towel, she struggled back into her g-string and tiny bikini top. Coming to her feet, she gave them each a kiss, then she grinned, "Thanks, guys, that was fun! See you next Christmas!"

Watching Summer happily strut away, the slack-jawed boys stood frozen in amazement.

Dave escorted her to the outdoor showers near the snack stand, where she took off her sheer bikini. Standing naked before him, she thoroughly washed every inch of her golden body, smiling as he admired her bobbling breasts. After drying herself in the warm sun, Dave handed her the little terry cloth shorts and transparent top. Making a pouting face, feigning sadness over having to put anything back on, she slipped into her tiny cover-ups.

Returning to the car, they tossed everything into the trunk, then they sat quietly decompressing together in the front seat.

"Is it always like that with you? Total strangers, getting naked, cumming in public?" asked Dave in amusement, finally breaking the ice.

Summer laughed, "No, David, definitely not! Those things only happened because of you. No way I let it go that far if you're not there."

"Because you felt safe, knowing I'd protect you."

"Yes, that too; but no, not really. I did all that for you, not for them. I wanted to let you feel how it is when Jake and I go out. See, we're always doing things like that, especially when I'm really turned on; you know, showing off my body, flirting, even making me cum with people watching. I do those things only when I'm with someone. If you weren't there, I wouldn't have been nearly so turned on, and I definitely wouldn't have stripped naked and fucked myself. I never let total strangers touch my ass and pussy, not if I'm alone. You wanted to see what it's like to be with me when I flirt and allow guys to paw me. That was all you, David. They didn't turn me on…you did. I masturbated because I saw you staring at my pussy! The way you were looking at me, god, it drove me totally crazy! I didn't even care anymore about those other guys being there. I just wanted to cum, and I was getting off on the thought of you watching me make myself cum for you."




Christmas with Summer Ch. 02



Studying his expression, she gave him a soft smile. "Were you okay with that?"

"I was pretty shocked, I must admit. That kid came in your hand!" 

Dave laughed, then Summer laughed too. "Yeah, well, I just needed to keep him occupied. With the way he was pushing his erection into my breast, I knew he wanted me to take it out and suck it. I figured I'd distract him with a handjob through his shorts until I could make myself cum for you. And you know what? It worked!"

Dave high-fived her, making her giggle.

"That was definitely the coolest Christmas Day experience I've ever had," he grinned. 

"Me too! Christmas Day, naked and cumming on the beach? Thank you, baby. All the fun I'm having today, it's because of you. I just hope you're at least having half as much fun as I am!"

"You'll hear no complaints from me, that much I can promise you. Girl, you can take me to the beach anytime you want!"

During the drive home Summer was unusually quiet, and Dave finally had to ask, "Summer, what's wrong?"

She turned to him with a pensive look.

"Tell me," he said.

"Okay, I'm afraid of what you think of me now. You must think I'm some total slut, like I screw every guy I see. David, it's not like that. Yes, I love sex, but I don't just fuck every guy who wants me."

"Summer, no," he said, taking her hand. "I promise you, it's nothing like that. I know what today was about. I know you did that for me, and I think you're amazing for doing all those things. I love that you can be so outrageously gorgeous and slutty when you want to be, plus you're so ridiculously good at it!"

Giggling again, she punched him in the arm. He held her slender hand there, cupping it in his much larger one. "Seriously, don't worry for even a single second that I think you're cheap or trashy, or any crap like that. I swear to god, I would tell you point-blank if that was what I thought. I would tell Jake, too. As his friend, I'd have to warn him."

With a small smile, she gave him a penetrating stare. "What will you tell him now?"

"I'll tell him we went to the beach, and you got naked for me in front of some totally stoked teenagers. I'll tell him how incredible you looked when you came. Or maybe I won't say anything at all, since I don't need to report back to Jake with everything you do. Sweetheart, you're not under surveillance. No one has any doubts about you.

"Here's a question for you, though, Summer. Do you want me to tell him about today?"

"You can if you want to. I'm certainly not going to ask you not to tell him, and it doesn't matter anyway since I'm going to tell him. There's no way I wouldn't. I know he'll get a kick out of it. He'll love the part about me pulling off my panties and letting you watch me get myself off on a public beach. He won't believe that I actually squirted for you!"

Blushing while shaking her head, she laughed before giving him a soft smile. "I'm not worried about Jake. I was only worried what you might think."

Squeezing her hand, he offered a warm, reassuring smile. "See? That's what I mean. He knows. I know. We all know. It's you, Summer. You're just...sex. You're beauty incarnate. That's who you are, angel. I don't need to tell him that any more than I need to tell him water is wet."

"So we're still the same as before?" she asked hopefully.

"Better," he grinned.

"Better? Why better?"

"Summer, I'm even more totally smitten with you now than I was before. Think about it. The last time we were in this car, I hadn't yet seen your perfect asshole or your gorgeous pussy, and I certainly hadn't seen you squirt! I mean, c'mon!"

"David!!" she guffawed, slapping his arms and chest. Laughing happily again, she exclaimed, "I can't believe you just said that! You're not as sweet and innocent as I thought!"

"Hey, when did I ever say I was sweet and innocent? You're the one who's sweet and innocent, with a heart of gold. I'm just a guy!"

"You're definitely not 'just a guy,' David. You're a kind, thoughtful, sexy, beautiful man, and I love you."

"Awww, you're just saying that 'cause you want to get into my pants." He smiled brightly, just like one of her wonderful smiles.

She answered with a lovely leer. "Yeah? So? And what if I do? That doesn't make a single word I said any less true, you know."

He grinned wickedly. "Hmmm. Interesting. Didn't someone I know give me a Christmas gift invitation to build myself the perfect holiday evening date with her, with or without the other galoots along for the ride?"

"Yes, I believe someone you know gave you just such a Christmas gift. The question is how are you going to use it, and what is to become of the poor gift-giver once she's under your irresistible spell? How will she ever hope to maintain her virtue while operating under such tempting duress?"

Grinning at each other, they began to laugh.

"Well?" she smiled.

He squeezed her hand again. "Well, beautiful one, I guess you'll just have to wait and see, won't you?"

She breathed a theatrical sigh. "Fine, fine, although I should give you fair warning: Of my many virtues, patience does not rank very high on the list."

"So don't make you wait too long to get into my pants then, is that what you're saying?" He grinned smugly, pleased to discover that he was quickly adapting to her flirty rhythms.

With a loving, sexy smile, she traced her fingertips along his thigh. "Would you do that to your Summer? I would hate to think of you as cruel."

"Girl, I'm just making this up as we go along, as I suspect you are too. I honestly have no idea where I'm going with any of this."

"Sweetie, neither do I, but I'm glad we're in this together. Whatever happens next, I just know we'll always have fun."

He laughed, "Whatever happens next, I just know you're always going to give me another hard-on!"

"I certainly hope so," she grinned, mischievously biting her lip as her hand moved slowly up his thigh….

~to be continued~ 

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Christmas with Summer Ch. 03



"Where did you delinquents run off and disappear to? Christ, you two look like you just won the lotto!"

We were all in the kitchen, and John was smirking at a grinning Dave and Summer. Dave was in his shorts, t-shirt and sandals. Summer stood beside him wearing only her amazingly tiny terry cloth beach shorts and sheer cover-up top, which was buttoned at just one spot a few inches below her bare breasts. Made of a pale pink gauze material, it hung loosely above her belly button to reveal a beautiful expanse of golden brown skin down to the upper edge of her skimpy shorts. Since her sheer cover-up wasn't designed to be worn without a bikini top or bra, her excited breasts were essentially naked, and her shorts were so small that if she'd had any pubic hair it would've shown in the valley formed by her hip bones and lower abdomen. Instead, the front of her shorts offered a captivating view of her satin-smooth mound. In the back, more than half of her bewitching bottom was exposed.

Rather than answer John's question, Summer chose to deflect. "Where did you guys go? You totally ditched us!"

"We went to grab some stuff for the football games on New Year's Day," Aaron said, and John punched him in the shoulder.

Summer just laughed, "You guys are the worst liars ever!" She turned her attention to a sheepish Dave, who was idly picking a piece of nonexistent lint from his t-shirt. "You said they went off to play basketball, so you're in on this too! Okay, fine, if you guys are really that desperate to keep some big secret from me, why don't we just build you a nice Calvin and Hobbes treehouse with a 'No Girls Allowed!' sign! You monkeys can sit up there and scheme your dorky schemes without having to worry about some kooties-carrying GIRL hanging around to foil your dastardly plans!"

We were all beaming at her, and she couldn't help but get caught up in it.

"Fine. Whatever you guys are up to, it just better be good," she grinned. 

"Now hold on there, missy," Aaron said. "Let's get back to you two. Where were you, and why does Dave look like even more of a drooling mongoloid than usual?"

"Hold on, gentlemen," I said. "I recognize that look. I'd bet my left nut that Summer had another adventure while we were away. I would also guess from his goofy expression that Summer must have included Dave in her latest escapade. Is that about right, Dave?"

"A gentleman never kisses and tells…" Summer said, protecting her gallant knight's honor.

"Fine," said John. "Dave is a gentleman, so he's off the hook, but you're not. There's no rule against a lady kissing and telling, so spill it!"

A grinning Summer playfully kicked John in the stomach, and he caught her foot in his hands. As they stumbled together into the den, he held on; Summer was forced to hop around awkwardly, laughing at him to let her go while calling him every foul and perfectly accurate name in the book.

Even hopping around so gracelessly, Summer still managed to draw gasps from Aaron and especially Dave, who stood right beside her. At the best of times, her beach shorts only just covered the bare necessities. Sans her g-string panties, with one leg raised to waist level? Adding to the sexy tableau was her barely-there top shifting back and forth over her jiggling tits.

Truly, we were being treated to a rare combination of erotic beauty and slapstick comedy. As Summer twisted and hopped around on one leg, her breasts kept bouncing into the open, and her tiny shorts were gapping to expose her naked pussy. With the way her lower mouth was also jumping up and down and winking open and closed, even her gorgeous pussy looked like it was giggling happily!

"Incredible," Aaron said to Dave, who could only nod in agreement.

"Let me go!!" cried Summer.

"Speak, and ye shall be set free!" crowed John, adding a hearty baritone laugh.

Summer was hopping, twisting and slapping at John to let her go, and I guess Dave became concerned for her safety, perhaps thinking she'd wrench her knee or something. I don't know, but for whatever reason, he came to her rescue by holding her up from behind. Wrapping his hands around her waist, he lifted her until she was crotch high, stretched out between himself and John.

"Haaaa!" Summer exulted, laughing at John. "Whatcha gonna do now, smart guy? At least someone here has a shred of chivalry!"

Suspended in the air between them, a giggling, twisting Summer was playfully kicking John in the stomach with her newly emancipated hopping foot. John would try to catch it, only to have her kick him with her other foot.

Quickly realizing he'd been defeated, he abruptly let her go, and with her legs spread wide her lower body dropped unceremoniously to the floor - thump! Dave was still holding her upright, his forearms having slid beneath her armpits. When she'd fallen, his wrists had tugged on her wispy top to the point that her one button had popped open.

He suddenly realized that he was cupping her naked breasts.

"Jeez, cop a feel, why don't you?" she grinned, looking up at him. Trying to balance herself, she was leaning back against him with her knees bent and her legs spread. She smiled at the sight of his hands holding her breasts.

Blushing furiously, Dave quickly released her, though not before we were again treated to a clear shot of her naked pussy through the leg holes of her tiny shorts. Having taken his hands away, he'd also left her breasts completely bare.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to—"

"I was only kidding, sweetie!" she said, cutting him off with a beautiful grin. "Everyone else in this house keeps having 'accidents' where I end up naked, so how could I be mad at you when you do it too? Besides, you're the only one who always defends my honor when I'm attacked by these brutish louts!" Still grinning, she dismissively waved her hand in the general direction of John and Aaron, who laughed at her praise.

With Dave still kneeling behind her she demurely pulled her top closed, though she made no move to button it. Instead, she let the two sides of her sheer blouse rest loosely atop her erect nipples as she reached back over her head to take his hands and bring them below her breasts. Snuggling into him, she cupped their hands together on her bare stomach.

"Oh, okay," she said, skootching down a bit to lay her shoulders in Dave's lap. He was sitting Indian-style behind her, and her legs were still spread. I could definitely see her pussy through the gaping leg holes of her tiny shorts. I was pretty sure Aaron and John could too, as they were standing on either side of me. "I'll tell you guys what happened…" she smiled. Closing her eyes, she casually began to loll her knees open and closed.

Though she lay nearly naked between us on a hardwood floor, she seemed quite relaxed. She was just remarkable, and so incredibly sexy.

"We went to the beach together, David and I…" she began, caressing Dave's hands atop her bare tummy.

"Yeah…and?" grinned John, kneeling to take a seat beside her hip. Aaron and I did the same, forming a circle around her. John sat to her left, I was down by her feet between her spread legs, and Aaron cozied up to her right thigh.

"So, once we'd picked a good spot," she continued, smiling to herself with her eyes closed, "I peeled off this top and slipped out of these little shorts. David and I played together in the surf."

Dave smiled at her, and she squeezed his hands. She was obviously leaving out the pertinent stuff. Just as obviously, they were thoroughly enjoying her little tease.

John asked, "You went naked in the ocean, just like that?"

"Oh, didn't I mention that I had something on beneath these little cover-ups?"

"No, you didn't," I chuckled, stroking her ankle.

Smiling softly, she lay her foot in my lap. "My mistake," she said, her eyes still closed. "No, I didn't just run naked into the ocean. I had my bikini on."

Aaron grinned, "Your bikini seems to have gone missing, Summer. All I see is you beneath your beautiful outfit."

"Oh, David has it somewhere," she smiled.

"Yep," Dave said, patting her beach bag. "It's right here. That is one niiiice bikini."

"You sure did seem to like it," she purred, reaching up behind her head to cup his face and playfully tickle his chin. "I wore my Wicked Weasel, the pink g-string bikini. You know the one," she said, opening her eyes to look at me. Running her left foot along the outside of my thigh, she gave me a devilish smile as her tiny shorts gapped further on that side.

I could see her labia moistly parting, revealing her pink center. When I began to caress her thigh, she spread her legs quite a bit wider, fully opening herself to us.

Also, when she'd brought her hands to Dave's face, the left side of her blouse fell from her breast. She saw it slip away; biting her lip, she closed her eyes again.

She was definitely turned on, and more than a little nervous.

Dave leaned down to cover her back up. She put her hand over his, pressing it firmly to her breast. "Thank you, sweetie. I don't think these other guys will help me at all," she cooed, her lips parting into another soft smile when he began gently squeezing and caressing her beautiful breast.

"Yeah, yeah," John said, clearly agitated. "What happened next?"

"My, aren't you the excitable boy! So curious!" she giggled. "What happened next?" she smiled, turning to Aaron. "What would you guess happened next?" Taking his hand, she placed it high on her thigh. She had Dave's left hand on her breast, the other on her bare stomach, Aaron's hand on her thigh, and I was caressing her calf. Only John wasn't touching her as she continued to smile at Aaron.

Smiling right back, Aaron caressed her thigh, his circling fingertips drawing nearer and nearer to her pussy. "Well, I would guess that you made Dave and a lot of other lucky beachgoers very happy."

She looked up at Dave. "Only a few, huh?"

"Four, if you count me," he grinned.

"Should I even count you, though? You just sat there, reading your book."

They exchanged smiles, and he gave her breast a firmer squeeze. Arching her back while clutching his hand in appreciation, she let out a breathy gasp.

John was losing his mind. "He sat there reading his book while you were doing WHAT?"

With a cute little laugh, Summer gently kneed him in the leg. Grabbing her thigh, he held it as a warning, letting her know that he could easily mess with her again.

Once she had all of us touching her, she arched her back more dramatically and spread her legs even wider. Letting loose with a comically fake moan, she cried out, "You're on to me, John! It's exactly what you suspect! I fucked EVERYONE! Starting off, I stripped naked; then, while David read his book, I roamed up and down the beach giving blowjobs to the churro vendors. 'Oh yeah, baby, give me your big, thick, hot churro!'" Wildly thrusting her hips, she cupped her breasts and faked a mind-blowing orgasm as she continued, "God, John, you should've seen me. I was so out of control that I literally went to my knees and begged David to fuck me right there on the picnic table, but he just wouldn't! I was going out of my mind with sheer lust, wondering who could I get to fuck my brains out, when a bunch of volleyball players came over and at least temporarily sated my wicked hunger by treating me to an awesome gangbang! Ooooooh, it was so great, David, wasn't it?"

Dave just sat there in silence, beaming over her performance. Sliding both hands beneath her top, he squeezed her bare breasts, and she beamed right back at him. John was grinning as he looked over at Aaron, then back to Summer. Smiling coyly, she suggestively sucked her pinky to tease him even more. He glanced at Aaron, and they exchanged quick nods.

Summer exploded in a fit of laughing spasms when they jumped her with another massive tickle attack! While Dave held her arms, I held her feet - proper and just punishment for her tormenting of poor John.

Aaron and John just went crazy on her! They frantically tickled her tummy, her armpits, the undersides of her thighs, and everywhere else she'd respond. Summer was bucking wildly in her efforts to escape, her firm, naked breasts bouncing madly as her hips thrashed. The only thing keeping her shorts from coming all the way off was the fact that her legs were so widely spread. Her skimpy little shorts had slid down to where we could all see her bare slit, and with each bucking of her hips her fully engorged clit tantalized our hungry eyes.

Finally, by some unspoken arrangement, we declared a cease-fire. 

Summer lay panting in Dave's arms, gently punching us. With her top open and moisture shining on her smooth skin, her pussy pink and glistening, she was beautifully naked. Slowly a glowing, happy smile came to her face. "You guys are just terrible," she said softly.

"Did you really wear your pink g-string bikini?" I asked.

"Yes…at least for a little while."

The challenge was clear in her sparkling eyes.

"When did you take it off?" I asked, throwing it back to her. 

"When it was time to begin some serious flirting. David wanted to watch me flirt."

Dave tensed at that.

"It's okay, sweetie. Relax," she said, returning his hands to her bare breasts.

Naked, surrounded by four lusting guys, Summer was telling the biggest and burliest one to relax. Amazing.

"Okay, I'll bite," grinned John, turning to me. "What's the big deal about her pink bikini?"

"Jeez! Fine, let me up," Summer said, laughing at John's anxiousness. "I'll put it on already, okay? If you guys wouldn't have ditched us, you would've already seen me in it all day anyway!"

Sitting up against Dave, she shook her shoulders, making her top float into his lap. Leaning back, she brought her knees together before lifting her hips to slide her shorts off. When she raised her feet nice and high to slip the tiny scrap of terry cloth down her legs, damn, her pussy looked so enticing with her swollen lips tucked neatly together in the gap at the top of her perfect thighs.

Completely naked, she rolled onto her hands and knees, facing away from us. Reaching diagonally across Dave's lap, she grabbed her bag and began searching for her bikini. Her ass was raised high, and with a little giggle she gave it a sexy wiggle. At the sight of her bent over so invitingly, I leaned forward to kiss her wet, smiling pussy. She gasped, then she simply lowered her head and upper body to the floor. Spreading her legs, she continued to wiggle her bottom as I penetrated her beautiful sex. "Mmmmm," she moaned, letting me lick her ass and pussy for many long moments before I finally sat up again.

Still wiggling her bottom, she poked her head back into her beach bag to resume her search. "Aha! There you are!" she giggled. Triumphantly holding up her bikini, she showed us the tiny strips of pink Lycra. "Be right back!" she said happily, literally skipping away.

We all watched as first her tits bounced merrily past us, then it was her incredible ass and gorgeous pussy dancing together atop those perfect thighs, until finally she'd scampered out of sight.

"As if there was ever any doubt," said John, after a long silence.

"Nope. None," I grinned. 

"Did you guys get everything handled?" Dave asked.

"We're all set," said Aaron.

"Do you think she suspects anything?" I asked Dave. "You were with her all day. Was she suspicious about us bailing on her?"

"Nope. She completely bought it, and she wouldn't have suspected a damn thing if you morons could've just gotten your stories straight! You told me to tell her you were out playing basketball!"

"My fault," I said. "I told you and John, but I never got around to telling Aaron. Oh well. So, okay, fine, she knows something's up."

"Yeah," John said, "but there's no way she could have any idea what it is. Besides, remember her gift to me?"

"You're supposed to design a fun game for everyone," I said.

"Right. Think about it. That fits perfectly with what we're already planning. She knows she assigned us each our different tasks, so she knows we have to come up with something creative now. That's all she'll think we were doing. No way in hell she'll ever suspect what we really did today, and I'll just make it part of my assignment. Everything will appear completely normal to her. She'll never see it coming."

"Okay, what are you guys whispering about now? What's this about 'cumming,' and why wasn't I invited?"

Smiling playfully for everyone, Summer had returned to the den wearing her pale pink g-string bikini. I don't know what she did while she was away, but the little triangles of her totally sheer top barely covered her nipples. They certainly didn't cover her delicious light brown areolas, which were fully exposed on either side of the narrow triangles. Her top was damp, so it hid nothing, and her tiny g-string bottoms were equally damp and transparent. They were also sitting slightly askew over her pussy, leaving a beautiful crimson lip showing.

Grinning, she stood before us with her hands on her hips.

"Yep, that's the one," I said to John, proudly gesturing to her scandalous bikini.

"Wow, Summer, you wore that to the beach?" Aaron asked, his question equal parts lust and surprise. 

"Most of the time, yep!" she answered brightly.

"But not the whole time," added Dave, which obviously surprised and delighted Summer.

"Nope!" she said, laughing as she climbed back into his lap. "For part of the day I wasn't wearing it, huh?"

John said, "You mean you were wearing your little shorts and that see-through top instead of the bikini, right?"

"Yeah, at one point. That's what she wore after she showered herself off by the snack stand, and also during the ride home," Dave replied, gently tickling her thighs. Squealing happily, she just hugged herself more tightly against him.

"Okay," said John, "so she was either wearing that bikini or the shorts and top, right?"

Dave and Summer shared a secret grin before laughing together. "Go ahead," she smiled. "Tell them."

"Fine, fine," Dave said, with an exaggerated sigh. "John, you're missing Option C: 'Summer got naked.' Once she began seriously flirting, as she calls it, she ended up going totally naked."

"Only for David's benefit!" she giggled sweetly.

"You got naked and flirted with this big, hairy ogre?" laughed John. Turning to Dave, he grinned, "Jesus, dude."

"Well, yes and no," she smiled. "I did get naked, and I was definitely flirting. It was for David's benefit that I got naked and flirted, though it wasn't David with whom I was actually flirting. Well, okay, it still was, really."

Snuggling closer, she hugged Dave's side. He responded by squeezing her hip, making her purr in his arms.

"You lost me," Aaron said.

"Can I take a shot at it?" I asked.

"Please do," said Summer. "I'll bet you nail it."

"Okay, knowing Summer, I'm guessing she got naked for Dave's benefit, only she did it by getting naked for and flirting with another guy while making sure Dave could watch."

"You got it, only make it 'other guys,' plural," Dave said, leering at Summer, who squirmed happily in his lap. "She was absolutely fucking awesome. I've never seen such an incredible 'flirting' performance."

Summer just laughed. "Well, maybe I went a little too far, but I knew I'd be fine. Those poor guys were terrified of David! Besides, he only got what was coming to him. He totally asked for it! He even threatened to make me walk home if I covered up!"

Beaming at Dave, she turned in his lap to straddle and hug him. Her knees were on the outside of his thighs, her arms around his neck. Her back was arched, which lifted and spread her ass, leaving her g-string only partially covering her asshole before dipping into her pussy.

Dave wrapped his big arms around her, his hands settling on her lower back.




Christmas with Summer Ch. 03



"Who'd she choose as her victims?" I asked, laughing over what I pictured her doing to poor Dave.

"Just some lucky high school kids," Dave said. "I think she made their year, if not their whole life."

"They were sweet!" giggled Summer, looking back at us over her shoulder. "They just wanted to play!"

"Yeah, they 'just wanted to play' with this…" Dave said, cupping Summer's bare ass so forcefully that it made a loud smacking sound. With a squeak of delight she jumped; then, giggling adorably, she settled her sexy bottom right back into his lap, adding a little finishing wriggle.

"That kinda stung," she pouted playfully, taking his hands and returning them to her ass.

Getting the message, he began caressing her lush curves. "There, there, sweetheart…does that feel better?"

Giggling again, she got up from his lap and turned to offer him her ass.

"My pleasure…" he grinned. Grasping her hips, he made sloppy slurping sounds while planting slobbery kisses all over each beautifully displayed cheek.

"That's much better. Be nice," she said, turning to straddle him again, whereupon she immediately brought his hands straight back to her ass. "Be nice," she repeated, smiling solicitously.

He gently squeezed and fondled her bouncing bottom, making her coo in appreciation. Running his hands all over her succulent globes, he kept pulling the little string out of her tempting split; again and again he exposed her deep crevice, showing us her winking star and the moist petals of her flowering pussy.

"They wanted to play with these too, I think," she grinned, shaking her tits against Dave's chest. Her tiny triangles slid away, leaving her bare-breasted in his lap, and she smiled as he took in the glorious sight of her naked tits.

"So," John asked, "did they get to play with them too?"

I said, "I'm guessing you let the guys rub cream all over your body, right?" 

"Mmmm-hmmmmm," she said, thoroughly enjoying Dave's hands squeezing, fondling and otherwise eagerly exploring her smooth, firm bottom. "They rubbed their cream all over me. They didn't miss a single spot!" she added with another giggle.

"Not a single spot? You mean they—" 

"Yes, sweetie, they did," she smiled. "That's what I meant when I said, 'Maybe I went a little too far this time.' Baby, I got completely naked."

"How is that going too far? You've done that plenty of times," I said.

"Okay, but has she ever gushed cum all over a stranger's hand while his two friends and your buddy looked on in amazement?" laughed Dave.

"David!" she guffawed, burying her head in his shoulder. Gently punching him in the chest, she meekly offered, "So maybe I went a little farther than usual, but it was only because of you."

"Don't blame it on me, little girl. All I did was agree to watch you flirt. I didn't tell you what to do," Dave said, lifting her face.

"Still..." she smiled, staring into his eyes.

"Wait," said John, seriously blown away. "So let me get this straight. You got completely naked AND you let some kids finger you until you came? Holy shit!"

"No, John," she said. "I did get naked. It started with me taking off my top so they could cream my breasts without having to work around the material. It wasn't covering anything anyway, and they'd already seen me - similar to the way you guys keep 'accidentally' getting me naked - so I finally decided, 'What's the point in keeping it on?'"

She turned to face us, her breasts still bare from the triangles having slid away. "Like I said, what's the point? You've already seen my breasts, and this teensy thing doesn't hide anything anyway," she said, reaching back to untie it. With a flirty smile she held out her arm, teasingly dangling the top from her fingertips before playfully tossing it to the floor. Giving us a sultry grin, she squeezed her magnificent tits as Dave's arms snaked around her waist. "So, okay, the guy whose turn it was to do my top half would help himself to my breasts. Sure, he'd do his job by creaming them, but he was mainly just fondling me. The guy at the other end would cream my legs and ass, his fingers exploring inside my panties. After letting them touch me through my g-string, I eventually allowed them to pull my panties aside and really play. I let them have my ass, and they also tried my pussy. I only let them do my pussy for a little bit, though.

"The thing is, it felt so good, and David was watching everything. While pretending to be asleep, he was keeping an eye on them, so I knew I was safe."

"And that's when the kids made you cum," John said.

"No, that's what I'm trying to tell you. Yes, I let them touch me, and sure, their hands moving all over me felt wonderful. Even under normal circumstances, of course it would've been a serious turn-on. The thing is, under normal circumstances I would never allow total strangers to take me that way."

I just had to laugh. "Damn, babe! You allowed some high school guys to finger your pussy, and even your ass? You must have been absolutely on fire."

"Yes, I was, though not because of them."

"It was Dave watching you, right?"

"Exactly. Knowing he was watching me flirt with those boys just drove me crazy. Plus, god, he was staring right between my legs. The way he was looking at me, I was becoming so turned on."

"That's when you pulled your panties off, wasn't it? Were you even aware that the one kid had his finger all the way inside your ass?" asked Dave, the lust clear in his voice.

"Honestly, no, not really. I just wanted to cum! God, I wanted to cum."

"So you DID let the kid finger you to an orgasm!" John said excitedly.

"No, sweetie, that's not how it happened. Like David said, by that point I was barely even aware of the guy who was finger-fucking me. All I was thinking about was making the other one cum in his shorts before he tried to make me suck his cock, and I wanted to cum so badly that I could almost taste it. The guy who was fingering me didn't make me cum. I did that myself."

"Whoa, hold up!" laughed John. "You made some kid cum in his shorts? How?"

"She jacked him off through his bathing suit, and he shot off almost instantly. The poor guy…it was hilarious," snickered Dave.

Glancing over at me, Summer actually blushed. Chuckling, I smiled while shaking my head. She knew I wasn't upset. If anything, I was highly amused.

She picked the story back up. "Yes, I stroked him through his shorts. I was trying to get him to shoot, thinking maybe then he'd leave me alone long enough to let me cum. I really wanted to cum, and finally I just decided to go for it. Though the other guy had his fingers buried deep in my ass, that was not what put me over the top; nor was it the first guy's cock in my hand. John, it wasn't anything they did; it was mostly David driving me insane with the way he was staring so hungrily at my wet pussy. When I simply couldn't stand it anymore, I took my panties off and fucked myself crazy. God, I masturbated for him like a total nympho. Mmmmmm…that's what made me cum so hard."

Grinning at John, she slid a hand inside her g-string and started gently fucking herself, demonstrating what she'd been describing. "Got it now?" she moaned, slipping a finger all the way inside her audibly wet pussy while caressing her clit with her other hand. Bringing her arms together, her breasts thrust forward beautifully. Dave cupped and bobbled them for our amusement, earning him a giggle from Summer.

"So that's it. That's everything, you pervs!" she said, withdrawing her hands from her pussy and laughing along with the rest of us.

Dave continued to cup and squeeze her breasts, making her moan when he tugged on her nipples. Thrusting her heavy mounds into his palms while reaching behind her head to clasp her arms around his neck, she leaned back against him.

"Now you know the whole story," she said between ragged breaths, arching her back to offer us the full visual of her bare breasts being fondled by Dave. "I got naked on a public beach. I flirted with some high school guys - or they may have been college guys, I don't know - and let them have a little fun with me. I made one boy cum in his shorts. I masturbated until I squirted cum all over another boy's hand. David saw everything, and he was the reason for everything. Right out in the open, I showered naked beside the snack stand. I put my little shorts and top on, with nothing underneath. David wanted to see me wear that outfit in a restaurant, so on our way back we stopped to grab something to eat. We talked the whole ride home, flirting like crazy with each other. When we found you three here, I listened to you goofballs stumble around some silly secret you're obviously keeping from me. Then you guys attacked me again, manhandling me and tickling me until I nearly peed on you - which I absolutely will, next time. Go ahead, gang up on me to tickle me again. I promise you, I'm going to let loose and pee all over every one of you!"

Grinning happily, she wiggled her ass in Dave's lap. She looked back at him, then at John and Aaron. "And don't think I won't enjoy it, because I will. You guys would so deserve it."

Moaning in response to Dave tugging hard on her nipples, she slid her hand back down to her pussy. "Oh, god yes, David…mmmm, I'm so wet…okay, then you guys made me naked again, right here on the floor. When I was leaning over David, someone ate my ass and licked my pussy. It was probably Jake, although it may have been Aaron, or maybe more than one of you took me. I had my eyes closed, so I don't know, but I loved it."

"It was Jake. He couldn't resist," grinned John.

"You should've kept going," she said, smiling at me. Turning again to the guys, she added, "Anyway, then you had me put my little bikini back on. Returning to the living room, I answered a barrage of questions about what I wore and what I did at the beach with David, and finally here we are. Everybody all caught up? Everyone completely edified? Are we all happy now?"

Beautifully naked, she held her hands out, palms up, as if to say, "Is there anything else?"

"I'm good," Aaron said, grinning in amazement. 

"I'm great!" John added, shaking his head in wonder. He made threatening little tickling motions to her with his fingers, causing her to laugh.

"What about you? Still doing okay back there?" she asked, pressing Dave's hands to her breasts while looking over her shoulder at him.

"Never been better. Oh, and by the way, you were spectacular in that restaurant," he grinned, earning himself a long, wet kiss from Summer.

When she was done tongue-wrestling with him, she turned to me, waiting for my response.

"Just wish I'd been there to see it all myself. It sounds like you were simply amazing today," I said, sighing wistfully.

Giving her a big hug, Dave kissed her bare shoulder. "She was. She always is. Seriously, you're incredibly fortunate to have her. God, we're all incredibly fortunate to have even this little bit of time with her."

She let out a small gasp, and a subtle tremor rolled through her.

Caressing her hair, he turned her head to gaze into her beautiful, loving eyes. "Jake, she's an angel."

With sparkling tears streaming down her cheeks, Summer turned in his lap. Facing him, she draped her arms around his neck and was just beginning to kiss him again when suddenly she pulled away and ran to the kitchen.

I started to get up to go after her, until we heard her call to us, "Please, stay there. Just give me a moment, okay?"

We heard a cupboard open and the sound of a faucet running.

Dave looked at me, his stricken expression laced with confusion. 

"I don't know either," I said, lamely. 

For what seemed like ages, we sat there in silence. Picking up Summer's bikini top, John idly ran it through his fingers while staring off into space.

A few moments later, Summer returned to the living room. She had a glass of water, and except for her microscopic g-string bottoms she was still gloriously naked. Her bare breasts stood high and proud, gorgeously juddering with each elegant step. Taking a seat on the floor, she leaned against the couch while wrapping her arms around her raised knees. Though the backs of her thighs and pouting pussy were beautifully apparent, for once we weren't focused on her sexy display. We were only concerned about her.

"David, I'm sorry," she began. "I just needed a second to pull myself together."

"There's no need for apologies," he said, taking her hand. 

"Are you okay, baby?" I asked, searching her eyes and body language for clues. "What happened there?"

One by one, she studied us. She wore a small smile; rather than her usual ebullient grin, it was more a look of faraway revelation. Hugging her knees more tightly, she lowered her head, seemingly deep in thought. When she finally exhaled, her whole body relaxed. She lay down on her side, facing us with one knee bent, one leg straight, her head cradled in her hand; there were her fulsome breasts with their elegant caps; her bare hips; her precious slit; her slender arms; her graceful legs…and the face of an angel.

She was simply impossible. The thought occurred to me that she was too beautiful to be real. In ways that I couldn't quite fathom, she was literally perfect.

Smiling warmly at Dave, she slowly pulled her long, auburn hair away from her face.

She was a Renaissance painting.

"The truth?" she began again. "I was about to go too far. I'm sorry, David, it's not your fault…though it is your fault."

When Dave and I both started to say something, she held up her hand to stop us. "Please, just let me get this out."

We nodded patiently and waited.

"David, it's what you said to me, and what you've been saying to me. It's what you're all saying and doing to me. In my entire life I've never been this happy...or this turned on. I've also never cried so much. The way you guys keep making me cry from sheer joy, I feel so lame, always breaking down in front of you. I just didn't want you to see me cry again."

I touched her sweet face, caressing it with my fingertips. Kissing my hand, she pressed it to her cheek. "It's not only the crying, though. It's a lot more than that. I'm sorry, David, and I apologize to all of you. I really am sorry, but I'm just a normal girl. I'm not some emotionless robot. I have normal feelings and desires, and I get swept off my feet the same as any other girl. I swear, no one has ever said the things you keep saying to me, plus I always seem to be practically naked when you're saying them! I'm already horny enough as it is from being nearly naked around the man I love and his beautiful, sexy friends, and you guys keep adding to it by saying all these wonderful things to me! I'm sorry, but I become really turned on! My heart aches, and so does my pussy. Everything you're saying, everything you're doing - stripping me naked, holding me, touching me - you're making me so wet, and I want it…badly. I want exactly what you want."

Pausing, she looked at each of us.

No one said a word. We just let her go on. 

She turned to Dave. "That's what happened. There was the crying I didn't want you all to see again, and there was the desire I felt when you said such a heartbreakingly wonderful thing to Jake. It almost overcame me. If I would have allowed myself to do what I wanted to do to you, god, this would've turned into a crazy orgy, with all of you fucking me together. I don't think I'm ready to push us that far. What I was feeling…what I was dying to do…I just couldn't go through with it. David, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to get all weird on you like that. I had to pull away, though, before I lost control."

Climbing back into his lap, she curled herself into a little ball. Looking up after a few moments, her happy smile had returned. "Just know that what you guys say and do to me really does have an effect, okay? That goes for you as well, John. Though you always joke around with me, I can feel what you're saying. You get to me too, you know, and I'm not even saying you need to slow down or stop. All I'm saying is that you need to be aware of what you're doing to me. I'm not immune to any of you. I'm going to respond, so please be careful."

"Indeed," Aaron said, sharing a secret smile with Summer.

Feigning exasperation, she grinned to me, "That's the best I can do, honey. Hey, at least they've been warned!"

She smiled to Dave, who couldn't help but kiss her again. Melting into his arms, she passionately returned his kiss.

Smirking, Aaron and John got up. They said they wanted to go scarf down some Tommy's Burgers, which we hadn't done in years. They convinced me to go too, but when they tried to get Summer and Dave to come along she just laughed, "Tommy's Burgers?! Those things are absolutely disgusting! You may as well just drink a pan of bacon fat!"

"Besides," Dave added, "we already ate on our way back from the beach. Denny's is always open, but I bet Tommy's is closed on Christmas Day."

~ ~ ~

"What if they hadn't been here? What would you have done?"

"What would you have wanted me to do?" she volleyed, flashing an inviting smile.

Alone with David on the living room floor, Summer was still curled up in his lap.

"I'm almost surprised that their being here deterred you. I would've thought that it would turn you on even more, knowing they were watching us," Dave said, caressing her beautiful legs.

"Oh, believe me, it definitely did," she said, turning to straddle him again. "It was driving me crazy, knowing they were watching you touch me. I was already super turned on from our day at the beach, then you were all holding me down, basically stripping me naked. I was surprised you guys didn't just go ahead and pull my shorts off when you were tickling me."

"Did you want us to?" he asked, returning her volley.

"I would've gladly let you. I even would have helped, if that tells you anything. I was seriously excited, and I love the way you all look at me. It wouldn't have made much of a difference, though. You guys were already seeing what you wanted to see. Besides my top being wide open, I'm sure my pussy had to be showing through the gaps in my shorts, especially when my legs were spread. Then you managed to wrestle my shorts down my thighs, until it no longer mattered. At that point, since they were already well below my lips, I thought for sure someone would just pull them the rest of the way off."

"Okay, but with you being so turned on by having everyone there, what stopped you with me?" 

"It was just what I told you. I was embarrassed over crying again, and I was about to turn it into an orgy, with me as the cream filling in a four-man Oreo."

"Would you ever let it go that far?"

"I almost did today, twice. When I was lying here with my legs spread, and everyone had their hands on me, yes, I would've let you all take me. I was almost expecting it then, and because I wouldn't have been the one starting it - like I would have had I gone ahead and fucked you while I was in your lap - I would've let it happen. David, I was incredibly turned on. I was thinking, 'If this is what everyone wants, then I want it too. Please, one of you, fuck me.'

"I just needed someone to make the first move, and no one did. You were fondling my breasts, which was driving me insane, but you didn't go any further. Jake was eating my pussy, then he just stopped. Aaron and John only touched my legs while watching you and Jake play with me. All anyone had to do was take my shorts off, or put my hand on his cock, or start fingering my pussy. At that point, simply making out with me would have done it. Anything would've worked. I was there for the taking.

"Then, when I was in your lap, that was the second time, but I was scared. I was the one who was about to start it, which somehow made it seem a lot different to me. It became more dangerous once I felt like I was being the instigator of what I knew would turn into an orgy. In order for it to happen, I needed to be taken. I couldn't be the aggressor, not for something that crazy. Had you just pulled my panties aside and fucked me, the sky would've been the limit.




Christmas with Summer Ch. 03



"In any case, though, no, I have never let it go that far. Today was as close as I've ever come. David, I love intimacy," she grinned.

"Even if other people are watching!" he chuckled.

"You mean especially if other people are watching!" she laughed. "Besides, it takes two to tango, mister. Would you have been comfortable having sex with me in front of your friends? Would you have done it?"

"Summer, would I have had a choice? You're the very definition of irresistible, especially when you're happy, horny and naked."

"I'm the very definition of happy, especially when I'm horny and naked," she smiled. "No joking, though, when you had your hands on my ass and kept pulling my g-string out to where the others could see everything I have - showing them where I let those boys play with me - mmmmm, I was so close. God, if you would've touched my pussy and showed it off to them, the way you showed off my ass? I definitely would have lost it. I would've taken your cock out and fucked you right then and there, and the others would've watched, bailed, or joined in. We both know they wouldn't have bailed, and I don't think they would've just sat there and watched."

"Summer, seriously, what do you think you would've done if they had tried to join in?"

"I would have taken all four of you, David. I would've let you all fuck me any way you wanted, until everyone was totally spent. Of course I would have. I'm fucking you right in front of Jake and two of his best friends. At that point, how could I say no to anything? Baby, I couldn't. God, if I let it go that far, I wouldn't even think of saying no. I'd want you all to fuck me, and I'd do my damnedest to make my horny men happy.

"That's why I had to stop myself, before it was too late. I wasn't ready to turn this into an orgy, and I'm not even sure you guys would want that anyway. Would you?"

"Me? Nope. Definitely not into sausage fests. When I'm picturing a fantasy woman like you, my cock is the only one in the room."

"Sausage fests? God!" she laughed.

"Hey, what can I say? I'm just not into 'em. Oh, and speaking of you and my fantasies, are you aware that you're practically naked while straddling me right beneath some mistletoe?"

She gave him a sly grin. "Why yes, I am," she said, kissing him hotly. "By the way, are you aware that we're all alone now, and not only am I practically naked, I'm also dripping wet? Even better, are you aware that your cock is very hard, and it's been pressing directly against my pussy the entire time I've been straddling you?"

"Why yes, I am! Our combined powers of observation are impeccable!"

"Beyond reproach!" she giggled. "So what are we going to do about this situation, hmmm? Doing a quick head-count, I see no sausage fests. Your cock is the only one in this fantasy."

Dave smiled goofily. "Is this where you finally get into my pants?"

Summer shot him a mischievous smirk. "Is this where you would like me to finally get into your pants?"

"Summer, you know what I really want right now?"

"Tell me," she said, smiling anxiously. "Tell me what you really want."

"Stand up," he grinned.

She hadn't expected that. Coming to her feet, suddenly she felt very naked. She didn't know where to put her hands, and she wondered whether he was just going to take her right there, standing in the middle of the living room.

"Now what, baby?" she asked, her skin tingling beneath his fiery gaze.

"Summer, I just want to look at you. Let me simply look at you…all of you. Let me worship you."

Nervously biting her lip, she nodded. "What do you want me to do?"

"You don't need to do anything. Just stand still for me. Let me savor this moment…."

She shuddered at his words, then she shuddered again when he went behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders. Expecting him to urge her to her knees, she started to go down, only to have him hold her in place before tracing his fingers along her shoulder blades.

"Just let me look at you," he breathed into her ear. 

His fingertips whispered across her shoulders and down the sides of her arms, giving her goose bumps. Sliding back up her arms, he slowly ran his hands beneath her hair, onto her neck. She twitched when he caressed the soft place behind her ears, then she moaned when he pressed his face to her nape, inhaling her scent. After gently tracing her earlobes, he brought his hands to her cheeks. Standing tall above her, he stroked the corners of her mouth before leaning in to brush his lips there.

She started to whisper, "David, I want you. I—"

He pressed his finger to her lips. "Shhhhh. Even if it's only this one time, let me worship you just the way I want to."

Sliding his hands down between her shoulder blades, he transitioned into a light tippling action; then, making sure not to tickle her, he palmed her sides. Simply holding her, he let her become comfortable with his touch before he began stroking gentle circles across her back.

Shivering with anticipation, she reached up to caress his face.

Accepting her caresses, he leaned in to kiss her. Moaning hotly, she opened her mouth, her tongue snaking out to touch his lips. He sucked her tongue before pulling away to kneel behind her, his fingertips following along. Kissing his way down her spine until his hands were cupping her hips, he squeezed her supple curves, rocking her back and forth in slow undulations. By keeping his mouth still while guiding her hips, he caressed his lips with her smooth, sumptuous bottom.

When she let out a soft moan, he whispered, "This is heaven…."

Drawing it out, taking his sweet time, he barely whisper-touched her ass before painting flowing strokes down her trembling thighs. When he trailed his tongue after his fingertips, a moaning Summer couldn't help but move; her thighs parted, and her hands reached back to squeeze her hungry bottom.

All through her deep, beautiful divide he stroked first with his fingertips, then the tip of his tongue.

Shuddering in his hands, she tugged her g-string aside, fully exposing herself.

He grasped her tiny panties, slowly pulling them over her hips, past her ass and down her thighs. Inhaling her aroused scent, he pressed his face to her warm, lush bottom.

"Yes…" she moaned, bending at the waist. When her g-string fell to her feet, she daintily stepped out of them, one foot then the other, each time receiving a kiss to her pussy. Free of her panties, she spread her legs and leaned over the couch, offering herself to him.

Dave took possession of her ass with both hands, spreading her wide. When he pressed his tongue deep inside her glistening wet folds, her hips bucked, and she cried out as he licked an exquisite trail all the way through her dripping pussy, straight into her shining star. Smoothing his hands up and down the backs of her thighs and over her perfect ass, he painted with knowing fingertips.

"Mmmmmm…oh my god…" she breathed. Grinning, she looked back over her shoulder. "Baby, what are you doing to me?"

Dave couldn't get enough of her. Touching, stroking, squeezing, he just had to feel her legs, ass and pussy; wherever his hands traced, his mouth followed.

Summer moaned when his hands approached her center, then she giggled when he nipped at her ass and thighs. She froze when he took a pouting lip between his sharp teeth; lightly tugging on it, he pulled it left and right, up and down. She gasped when his long middle finger slid into her molten core even as he chewed on her gorgeous labia. When he drove three fingers deep into her welcoming cunt, she collapsed in a heap over the armrest of the couch. Offering up her mouthwatering bottom so temptingly, she raised her hips even higher, crying out with joy when he pressed his thumb past the tight ring of her pulsing asshole.

Attacking her ass, he gave a single bite to her lower left cheek followed by two in the center of her quivering perfection, nipping gently before taking in whole mouthfuls. He sucked as much of her delicious bottom into his mouth as he could; holding it inside, savoring it, he left wickedly lurid marks all over her delectable flesh.

Finally, gloriously, he was feasting on her perfect ass; an ass that had bewitched him ever since Summer first appeared in the living room wearing those goddamned sexy little red shorts.

Spreading her again with his hands, he made her shriek even louder when he stabbed his tongue past her tight ring, deep into her velvet embrace. Tongue-fucking her gorgeous little pucker, he squeezed her quivering bottom with one hand while slamming two thick fingers into her pussy with the other. Nearly crazed in his devouring of her, he pulled his tongue out and clamped his mouth over her pussy.

"Oh yessss…" hissed Summer, grasping the armrest of the couch.

Dave was searching, exploring her inner walls. She was writhing on his hand, trying to increase his penetration, and he just kept up a steady sucking and tonguing of her immaculate sex. When he began a steady stroking higher inside, petting the spongier flesh there, she cried out that she was going to cum.

Wanting her cum more than anything he'd ever imagined, he panted into her pussy, "Cum for me! Fill my mouth! Cum for me!"

With Summer's ass vibrating, her thighs trembling, he continued his focused assault until finally she panted, "I'm cumming...cumming...cummiiinnng!!"

Grasping her ass, he held on tightly when her pussy began to spasm against his mouth. She was drenching his chin and chest with her gushing orgasm, and still he continued lapping away; swallowing quickly, he thoroughly laved every glistening inch of her sweet, gorgeous sex. As she continued trembling, he held her securely, hugging her thighs, his face pressed to her warm crevice.

Finally slipping to the floor, she descended from her explosive peak. Stretched out beside her, he gently laid her on her back, cradling her head with his forearm.

She looked up at him with a loopy smile and half-lidded, smoky eyes. Lolling her arms around his neck, she pulled him down, wetly sucking his tongue into her mouth. "Mmmmmm, baby, that was totally amaaaaaazing. I love how I taste on your tongue."

"I love how you taste on my tongue, too," he smiled. "I could taste you anytime."

"Yes, you can. Taste me as often as you want. I promise you, I will never say no. That was absolutely incredible, David. You really did just want to worship my body, didn't you? Baby, you didn't even fuck me."

"You can't imagine how deeply I worship your body," he said quietly, alternating his caresses between her beautiful cheekbones, lips, and nipples. "I love how you feel," he added, gently pulling on her thick tips; with each tug, her back arched. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, Summer. Your scent drives me insane, and no one tastes like you. Your beauty is almost too painful. The way you cum, what your body does when you let go, it's the most perfect thing I've ever experienced. I do worship your body. I love every inch of you."

"I can tell," she said, pressing her breast into his hand. "You truly know how to make a woman feel beautiful. Baby, that's a wonderful gift. Were you really okay, though, with...you know…."

"The way you cum?"

"Yes. You made me cum really hard, and you saw what happened. Some men get freaked out by it."

"I did, too, but in a good way. Seriously, I think it's the best thing ever. I absolutely loved it when you drenched me."

"I'm so glad," she purred. "But wait," she added with a giggle. "Does this mean you're going to put together another tickle party, just to get me to 'drench' you again?"

He laughed, "I wasn't really planning to, no, but now that you mention it, hell yes, I'd love to see you lose control that way, too! How awesome would that be? Damn, I can just imagine it. I think that would be almost as incredible as watching you cum," he said, pausing with a wry grin to add, "Almost."

"You're baaaaad," she said, smiling at him in wonder. "You'd really enjoy tickling me until I peed all over you?"

"Yep!" he said, still grinning as he tenderly caressed her softly rising and falling tummy. "You would be indescribably beautiful, Summer, laughing and writhing until you lost control. I can't imagine a more joyous sight. God, just to see you laugh that way, then to see the exultant expression of surrender on your perfect face when you finally let go...."

She studied him for a few moments. "I think I believe you, and you're amazing," she finally said.

He pulled her into his arms for another long kiss. "You should always believe me," he grinned, breaking their kiss. "Anything that has to do with your body, I want it, and I will absolutely love it. Besides, there's nothing more adorable than watching you kick, laugh and squirm when you're being tickled."

"Adorable to you, maybe," she smiled, pulling him back down. They kissed and kissed, until finally she lay her head on his chest, purring her contentment.

~ ~ ~

Maybe the happiest I had ever seen Summer was when we were all together again that night, just watching movies and playing board games. She was simply glowing. Any pleasant comment earned its author a warm snuggle and a wet, lip-smacking kiss. Every joke made her laugh like a child. Anything anyone wanted from the kitchen, she eagerly jumped up and danced away to grab for him. Whenever we caught her beneath the mistletoe, she moved into our arms and hotly made out with us. Roaming hands were sometimes tentative at first, but with Summer leading the way it never took long before they became more and more adventurous.

She started off the evening wearing a cute little baby-tee and the sexiest pair of sweatpants I've ever seen. Those things were as thin as tissue paper and tighter than the most painted-on jeans. With every movement she made, they did an amazing job of highlighting her supple flesh. Her sweats were also so brief that any time she leaned over at all they pulled way down in the back, exposing half her naked bottom. Whether standing before us straight and tall or sitting on the floor with her arms hooked around her raised knees, her dramatic camel toe in those pants was truly breathtaking.

She was pure magic.

With each break in the game, following any compliment tossed her way, Summer would climb into the lap of that person. I'd fondle her breasts, Aaron would slide his hand down the back of her sweats, Dave would just kiss her for what seemed like forever, and inevitably she and John would end up wrestling. Equally inevitably, her sweatpants would end up falling down, precipitating another Battle Royale between those two.

She was just outstanding, and so very happy. Watching her that night, I fell in love a hundred more times.

During one of our board game marathons John commandeered the couch, stretching out to take the whole thing for himself. Never one to pass up the opportunity for some quality snuggles, of course Summer joined him, wedging herself into a spoons position with the "greedy brat," as she put it.

A little while later Aaron looked over and laughed, "Summer, what happened to your pants?!"

Elbowing John in the ribs, she giggled, "They were making me hot from all our wrestling, and butthead here kept pulling them down anyway, so finally I just took them off."

John laughed too, saying, "I was wondering when you guys were ever going to notice."

Summer was completely bare-assed naked from the waist down, with John proudly spooning her.

We couldn't help but look forward to her turns at the game, knowing her habit of bending provocatively over the board, and every time she sauntered off to the kitchen or the bathroom we just stopped and stared. Her spellbinding bottom would bedevil us on her way out, then her beautifully flowering pussy would captivate us upon her return.

Always, she would slip back into her spoons position with John.

With the TV turned up loud and the sounds of Caddyshack filling the room, he grinned to her, "You're driving me fucking insane, you know that?"

"You were already insane long before I met you, but good, you deserve some punishment," she said happily. When he gently cupped her ass, she brought one knee forward, inviting him to explore. He slid his hand into her moist heat, stroking her from behind. "Mmmmmm…nice," she said in a low, sexy voice. He leaned down to kiss her; returning his kiss, she bit his tongue and wouldn't let go. Holding on to it as he caressed her pussy, she playfully growled in his mouth.

"Hey," Aaron said, "it's getting kinda cold in here. What do you guys think about starting a fire again?"

"Awesome!" chirped Summer. "I'll go get us some extra blankeys!" 

Scampering off to the hallway, she quickly returned with an armful of "blankeys," which made me laugh every time she said it. She gave one each to Aaron, Dave and me, then, giggling with glee, she lobbed John's onto his head before moving over to the fireplace where she knelt to get the fire started.

Bare-assed.

Totally bare-assed, with only a tiny baby-tee covering her braless breasts, she was kneeling on all fours directly in front of us. Her swaying bottom was closest to Aaron, so he had the honor of reaching out to stroke it. Wiggling against his hand, she gave him a beguiling smile over her shoulder while arranging the kindling.

Running his hand up and down her thighs and all over her ass, Aaron soon slid it into her gorgeous split. She clenched her smooth, round moons, playfully trapping his hand. Giggling, she thumped him on the head with a throw pillow as I jokingly attempted to strike a match off her sculpted cheek.

When it didn't work, she petulantly grabbed the matchbook from me and lit the fire. "Does that look like a block of wood to you?" she grinned, rubbing the spot on her ass where I'd applied the match. After shooing us away with a sunny smile, she leaned in and began adding the logs, carefully stacking them just so.

Her fire successfully started, she sat back on her knees, her hands on her taut thighs, her ass perched on her upturned heels. Reaching between her legs, she slowly stroked her moist sex before bringing her fingertips to her lips. Blowing me a wet pussy kiss, she mouthed, "I love you, baby."

She basked in the warmth of the fire, holding her hands near the flames as we drank in the sight of her naked bottom. Finally, she scampered back to the couch. "Make some room, bub!" she said to John, wedging in front of him again. After grabbing his arm to drape it around her waist, she pulled their blanket up to her hips.

"Better?" smiled John, watching Dave roll the dice and move his piece.

"Much better," she said, returning his smile. "Now take off your shorts."

Surprised by her directness, he nevertheless rustled around beneath the blanket, kicking his legs back and forth. When he was done, he pushed his crotch into her ass.

"Underwear too, sweetie," she grinned. "If you're going to press against my ass like this, let's both be naked."

He stared at her in even greater wide-eyed surprise. She nodded, giving him a warm, sweet smile. Again with the rustling and leg kicking; when he was finished, she reached back to grab his ass for confirmation. "Mmmm, perfect. That's what I want. Since you kept pulling my pants down and touching my bare pussy, it's only fair that I get to feel your naked hard cock," she said quietly, so only he and I could hear her.

John's turn at the game was next, and he leaned over Summer, who rolled onto her stomach to accommodate him. She let out an "Ooof!" when he pressed down on her, then she laughed, "Jeez! For having such a gorgeous body, you sure do weigh a ton!"

Of course he proceeded to flop down on her as hard as he could, right on her lower back and pillowy soft ass. "Oops! Sorry!" he said, knowing he'd knocked the wind out of her.




Christmas with Summer Ch. 03



As he went to roll the dice, Summer swept her arm back under the blanket. John jumped, then he froze, making a strained gurgling noise in his throat. Grinning, Summer lifted their blanket with her elbow just enough to show me what she'd done: She'd grabbed him by the balls, and wasn't letting go! After moving John's piece on the board with her free hand, she bucked her ass to drive him back behind her.

Once she had him pressing comfortably into her bottom again, she smirked over her shoulder, "Oops? Sorry?"

Rolling his eyes, Aaron grinned at John. "Here you are, lying with an astoundingly beautiful naked woman, yet all you ever seem to wanna do is drown her, wrestle her, or just plain smoosh her. Can't you think of anything better you'd rather do to her, you big dummy?"

We all laughed, and Summer smiled sweetly at John. "I'm going to have my work cut out for me in trying to housebreak you, aren't I?"

John grinned, "Hey! I'm totally housebroken! I hardly ever poop on the carpets anymore!"

As we all laughed again, Aaron drilled John in the head with a pillow. Rolling away from the table, Dave said, "Anyway, this is my favorite part of the movie. If you guys don't mind, I'm gonna take a little break from the game."

"Yeah, let's take a break," added Aaron. "Anyone want anything while I'm up?"

We all told him we were fine, and when he returned from the kitchen everyone settled in to watch the movie. Dave and Aaron were on the floor, over near the fireplace. I was by the coffee table, leaning up against the love seat adjacent to the couch. Though the movie was loud, we were loud as well, laughing at our favorite lines.

"Uh-oh, Summer…looks like we did it again…" said John, and she followed his gaze up to the mistletoe hanging above them over the couch. Beaming, she reached behind his head to pull him down for a kiss.

"Good thing no one's touched it, huh? I told you we'd have more kissing opportunities," she said, pausing between wet smacks. "Didn't you say something last night about how you like to kiss me?"

Smiling, John returned his lips to hers. As their tongues began their erotic dance, he slid his hand up her stomach, going beneath her top. Firmly taking hold of her breast, he tugged on her nipple, making her moan in his mouth.

Grinning brightly, she sat up and whipped off her little t-shirt. After tossing it to the floor, she made him take off his shirt too before rolling onto her back. Giggling when she realized all their twisting and shifting around had managed to tangle them up in the blanket, she tried to slither her legs free. Becoming frustrated, John finally just pulled the blanket away, leaving them uncovered to their knees.

"We should try to be quiet," she smiled sexily, pulling him on top of her and spreading her legs. Grasping his bare cheeks with both hands, she gave them a playful squeeze. "Mmmm, you have such a great ass. Baby, I may never let you wear shorts again."

Grinning, he leaned in to kiss her, and with his chest pressed against her naked breasts he reached beneath her to take hold of her plush bottom. Thrusting her hips, she moaned into his mouth while guiding his erection to her steaming pussy. Once she had his crown positioned within her silken folds, she wrapped her arms around his back and pulled him in. "Fuck me," she said softly, gazing into his eyes. "Fuck me slowly. I want you to feel my pussy sucking your cock. John, I need to feel you deep inside me. Will you do that for me? Will you fuck me?"

Burying his face in her neck to stifle his moan, John slid all the way in. Answering with an urgent thrusting of her hips, she squeezed his ass and clawed at his back while breathing into his ear, "Mmmm, our friends are right here, and you're fucking me for Christmas. I've tried to be very good this year, so please fill my stocking with your wonderful cock, and lots and lots of hot cum…."

John leaned down to nibble and suck her breast, and with a needy hand he latched on to her other breast while biting her nipple.

As they quietly writhed together, Summer gave me a gorgeous smile. "Thank you, baby. I love you," she mouthed before closing her eyes and simply savoring the sex.

Dave eventually got up to go use the bathroom, but he went in the opposite direction of the couch. I don't think he saw John and Summer fucking beneath the mistletoe.

As soon as he left the room, Summer returned to the spoons position with John. She moved one bent knee forward, spreading herself open, and he slid back inside her pussy. "Mmmmmm, yes, you feel so good inside me," she quietly moaned. "God, I love your thick cock. Oooh…squeeze my ass…keep fucking me."

John whispered, "Jesus, Summer, I can't believe we're doing this!" 

She smiled over her shoulder. "Yet here we are. We're naked together on the couch, and you're driving your beautiful cock inside me. Mmmm-hmmm…you're fucking me, baby."

Biting her neck, he moaned, "I can't believe it! I'm actually inside you! Summer, you have the wettest, hottest pussy ever! God, you're totally amazing!"

"Mmmmmm, yes," she moaned right back, "you're fucking me…really fucking me…even after all your vicious little games. You're deep inside my pussy, and it feels sooooo good. Your hands on my ass…oh, baby, do it…."

John fucked her hard, until I heard their bodies slapping together. With her hand over her mouth she looked over at me and giggled, "Oops!" 

When Dave returned from the bathroom, John tried to make it look as if he and Summer were merely spooning and kissing. Had Dave paid any attention, though, he couldn't have missed Summer's naked breasts shuddering to the rhythm of John's continual thrusting.

Once Dave was back on the floor in front of the TV, Summer rolled onto her stomach. Grinning over her shoulder as John straddled her hips and began to pound her bouncing ass, she arched her back and raised her hips, offering him an impossibly sexy target. Pressing himself along her body, he hissed, "Fuck, that feels so good, the way you squeeze me with your ass when I pull out of your amazing pussy." Moaning into her neck, he drove again and again into her delicious bottom, chanting, "Love your ass...love your ass...love your ass...."

Summer moaned, "Do you want to fuck my ass?"

"God, yes!"

Seductively writhing her hips, she breathed, "Then take it, baby. Take my ass. I want your big cock deep in my ass."

When John eased out of her pussy, Summer reached back to caress her wet slit, moistening her fingers before pressing them into her tight little pucker. Spreading her legs, she pulled herself open, and John slid between her thighs. Taking his cock in her hand, she rubbed it all through her shining split before positioning it directly at her pink star. "Do it, John. Put it in my ass," she whispered.

He pushed, and she pushed back, raising her hips even higher. His large mushroom head compressed for a few beats before popping past her spreading ring.

Incredibly, John's cock was in Summer's gorgeous ass.

With a gasp of sheer pleasure she buried her face in the cushion, muffling her moans. Slowly inching his way in, gradually opening her, he paused following each incremental advance.

It was amazing, the way her ass quivered.

He leaned forward to bite her neck, making her squeal into the couch. "I'm going all the way now…" he breathed in her ear while pushing down, down, down, until his balls were kissing her pussy. A long, continuous moan from Summer accompanied his deep penetration of her hottest, tightest sheath. Squeezing her ass, he pulled back and drove hard, pounding into her perfect bottom.

Summer was raising her hips, trying to take him doggie style…oblivious. Gasping into the cushion with every devastating stroke of his immense shaft, all she wanted was more.

"This is so awesome!" she giggled, turning back to him after a seemingly never-ending drilling that had her full, lush bottom crashing sensually on his cock. "You're totally fucking me in the ass, you brat!"

"Keep squeezing! I'm almost there!" he said, pressing his mouth to her neck. Pounding away until his dam burst, releasing a long, hot flood deep inside her, he groaned into her hair as she moaned in ecstasy. With her pussy clenching just as fiercely as her ass, she pulled his free hand down to cup her flowing sex, and together they rode out their electric spasms.

Finally, they were finished cumming. With his cock still buried in her leaking bottom, their bodies trembling, he pulled her back to a spoons position before bringing her drenched hand to his lips for a taste of her sweet orgasm. Smiling happily, she did the same; taking his cum-soaked fingers into her mouth, she moaned while licking each one clean. He leaned down to kiss her, and she clenched her ass on his softening cock, making him groan.

When he eventually slipped out of her warm clutch, she mock-pouted before rolling over with a giggle to face him. Settling in for a nice cuddle, she wrapped her arms around him as they began kissing. Purring in his mouth, she draped her thigh over his hip and fed his semi-hard cock back into her pussy. Moving her hips, building up steam, she kissed him until he was fully erect again. "My pussy, baby…my pussy still wants your cum," she said, driving hard against his pounding shaft. Openly fucking him, their blanket long since discarded, she was taking everything he could give her.

She smiled serenely when his second load poured this time into her womb. Grinding hotly together, savoring the feeling of post-orgasmic bliss as he languidly thrust in and out of her thoroughly drenched pussy, they kept kissing while enjoying a few more moments of slow, luxurious sex.

Contented at last, they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms, his cock still pulsing deep inside her.

~ ~ ~

She lay staring at the ceiling, trying to figure out where she was. She knew she'd been out for a fairly long while. Maybe a few hours? She couldn't tell. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw that John was still sleeping. Grinning to herself, she wondered how they'd managed to end up spooning again during their nap together.

Jake and Dave were asleep on the floor. The fire was glowing bright, and the room was warm and toasty. Aaron was still awake, watching Sportscenter with the volume low.

Getting up from the couch, she quietly headed to her bathroom. After having a glass of water, she sat down to pee. When she was finished, she held some toilet tissue to her bottom, which was still leaking. Smiling, she felt John's silky cum on her fingers. Slipping them into her pussy to feel his cum there too, she was only able to find a little more. She sucked her fingers clean, taking time to linger over each one before returning to the living room.

Naked, she slid down alongside Aaron beneath his blanket. "Hi," she said, with a friendly smile.

"Hi yourself, gorgeous," he grinned happily.

Summer took his hand and kissed it. Pouting cutely, she nuzzled it with her cheek. "It would seem that our regularly scheduled program of Summer tucking Aaron in for bed has been preempted. Everyone crashed out here tonight, and John took your spot on the sofa."

"That's okay," he said, shifting over to add another log to the fire. "I'm good sleeping right here."

"Mind if I join you?" 

"Not at all. Skootch on in here…." Rearranging his little bed of blankets and pillows, he created a cozy space for her.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" she asked, smiling mischievously. She pulled the blanket away, leaving her divine body on beautiful display in the dancing firelight. "Baby, you know our little rule. If you want me naked in your bed…."

"Then I have to be naked too," he grinned, eagerly shucking his t-shirt and sweats.

"There…that's much better," she cooed, rolling onto her back to take him into her welcoming arms. Aaron pulled a blanket over them, then they happily kissed, their hunger quickly building; soon they were hotly tongue-wrestling while writhing against each other.

Finally pulling up, Aaron gazed at her in wonder. "Summer, this is such a perfect moment, having you here with me."

"Mmmm, yes, it's absolutely perfect," she answered. Cupping his ass, she rubbed her clit against the crown of his granite erection. "The fire, the blankets, your warm, beautiful body against mine...."

Grinning, he leaned down and kissed her. Breathing into her mouth, he whispered, "Summer, can I fuck you just a little again, like this morning?"

Smiling hopefully, he positioned his cock at the entrance to her dripping wet pussy.

"No, baby," she said. Giving him her sexiest smile, she pulled him down for a deep, soul-searing kiss.

The firelight made for amazing shapes as it danced across her naked breasts, yet it was the rising flames in her enchanting eyes that made him look upon her in wonder.

"You can't fuck me just a little again..." she began in a breathy whisper. Spreading her legs, she guided his cock past her silky lips. Moaning happily, she felt him push all the way inside her pussy, until his pubic hair was tickling her bare mound. Grinding her hips against him, she reached up to cradle his face. As she stared into his eyes, she continued whispering, "...because tonight I want you to fuck me more than just a little. Baby, I want you to fuck me every way you've ever dreamed of fucking a woman. Aaron, make love with me."

~to be continued~

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Christmas with Summer Ch. 04



~A woman named Jen wrote to tell me there was a particular moment in "Sisters: Ch. 02" that she felt was the hottest thing she'd ever read, and she begged me to include something similar somewhere in "Christmas with Summer." As a consequence, one scene in this chapter is the direct result of Jen's request.~

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'What an incredible Christmas it's been so far,' Summer thought, smiling to herself. 'Christmas Eve, a glowing fire, and Jake took me on the living room floor with everyone right there. Probably no one could really tell we were fucking…still, that was so perfect.'

Recalling how she had felt wearing her Santa's Helper lingerie in front of Jake and the guys, her body was filled with a spreading warmth.

'Then there was Aaron later that night and, oh my god, what we did yesterday morning!' She grinned as she thought back to those wonderful moments of the previous morning, when Aaron first slid inside her pussy. She could hardly believe it had happened at all, and she shuddered with excitement over the thought that Jake had watched. 

She began to get wet as she thought of her sexy day at the beach with Dave, especially the moment when she peeled off her g-string to masturbate for him while letting some high school boy finger-fuck her ass!

'God! Ever since the guys showed up, I've been such a slut!' she giggled to herself. 'And I'm absolutely loving it! More! More! More!' she added happily.

She thought about her afternoon with Dave; specifically, the way he'd worshipped her body. She quivered at the memory of his incredible hunger, his voracious mouth eating her ass. Reaching down, she stroked her dripping pussy.

Her legs nearly gave way before she managed to catch herself. Her breathing shaky, she shook her head and laughed over the wild, sneaky sex she'd had on the couch with John. 'Jake watched him take me. Jake watched him take my pussy…and my ass. He watched, and he still loves me.'

She felt a beautiful shiver course through her body. 'There's nothing Jake wouldn't do for me, and I know there's nothing I won't do for him. God, I want to marry him. I want to spend the rest of my life with that man.' 

When that realization hit her, it felt like a miracle. 

Then she thought of how she'd capped off the evening by making love again with Aaron, finishing her day the same way she'd started it. She'd given Aaron every inch of her body; no holding back, no mere "one time" teases, and she'd taken what she wanted as well. They'd fucked for hours, and she came so many times that she lost count. All night long, they kept crossing the line between fucking and making love. He gave her everything, cumming in her mouth, her pussy, and deep inside her ass.

'Even after all that, he still came in my pussy a second time!' she giggled to herself, happily recalling their final shared orgasm.

She loved how they'd held each other, unwilling to let go when they were finished. It was just so powerful. Falling asleep together in front of the fire, their naked bodies uncovered and shining with sweat in the fading firelight...sheer bliss.

As she listened to the coffee percolating, she recalled the previous morning. Realizing that she was again beginning her day by reveling in the thought of having dried cum on her body from the sex she'd enjoyed the night before, she smiled. It was even better the second time, since she was enjoying the lingering taste of Aaron's cum in her mouth; after all the sex she'd had with John and Aaron, she also knew she was carrying so much more cum inside her body. She thought it was beautiful, the idea of being filled with and covered in the cum of her wonderful lovers.

'Mmmm, that was a perfect day,' she smiled to herself, utterly serene. Feeling safe, warm and loved, she looked forward to sharing endless moments of exquisite ecstasy with her beautiful men. Giving pleasure, receiving it...just pure sex. She exulted in the sensations of being in love and of being loved. All she wanted was to keep falling in love, deeper and deeper.

Still smiling, she realized that she couldn't wait to make love with them again.

The thought occurred to her that she couldn't imagine being happier. She simply could not see how her life might ever become any more joyous.

Standing in her sunlit kitchen, waiting for her coffee to brew, she was leaning against the counter top while staring contentedly out her window. She glanced at the digital clock on the microwave, which read 8:12 a.m. Having slept with Aaron in front of the fireplace, she'd only just gotten up.

After she'd woken, she had gone and put on her little nightshirt. Returning to the den, she'd noticed that the guys were all still asleep. John was on the couch, with a pillow over his head. Aaron was buried beneath a pile of pillows and blankets in front of the fireplace. David was sprawled out under a big, woolly blanket near the TV, and Jake was zonked out in the love seat.

Gazing at her wonderful men asleep in her living room, she'd quietly said to them, "I love you. God…thank you." While watching them sleeping peacefully, she'd been surprised to discover she was crying. She was so happy that she just couldn't seem to help it anymore.

Lost in her thoughts, she dreamily shook her head as she stood alone in the kitchen, stroking her wet pussy. Her little t-shirt was pulled over her hips; naked below the waist, she was absentmindedly caressing herself. Enjoying the moist smacking sounds of her shining labia clutching and releasing, she added a second finger, slipping them together inside; gently fucking herself amid the silence of the sleeping house, her beautiful sounds became more pronounced.

She smiled when she felt a large arm come around her chest to embrace her from behind, followed by an immensely thick cock pushing into her bare bottom as a scruffy chin leaned in to nuzzle the nape of her neck.

"Good morning, beautiful," came a smiling voice in a warm baritone.

Having learned the identity of the mystery person, she beamed brightly. "Yes, it is," she said, pulling her hand from her pussy to offer her wet fingers to his mouth; he sucked them clean before kissing her good morning.

"The morning is beautiful, but it can't compare to how beautiful you looked touching yourself, with your gorgeous hair shining in the sunlight. God, I love how you wear your little t-shirt up around your hips like that."

"How long were you watching me?" she whispered, reaching back to grasp the hard shaft pressing against her warm, naked bottom. She slid her hand inside his sweats, pulling his cock out to hold it in her hand. "See, I told you I'd get in your pants," she giggled, beginning to stroke his length up and down her deep divide.

"Yes, you did," he smiled, making her gasp when he reached around to press his hand over her bare pussy. "I was only watching for a few moments. You're just so beautiful, Summer, I couldn't resist." Nuzzling his face in her hair, he grinned, "You're also very wet."

"Yes, I am, and you're very hard…and very big…and very horny," she whispered. Pushing her ass back against the head of his cock, she noted with satisfaction that more than half of his large weapon protruded above her clenched fist as she continued to stroke his shaft up and down her moistening crevice.

"Maybe that's because we still have some unfinished business from yesterday," Dave grinned, nipping at her ear.

She took a moment to run the head through her lips. "Yes, we do. I had all the fun yesterday. This wonderful cock never got to come out and play."

"He's out now, and he wants to play," Dave growled ominously. Pressing into her, he slid his hand beneath her shirt, taking firm hold of her breast.

"Come inside me now…let me feel him," she whispered. Leaning forward, she spread her legs and raised her hips. Dave nudged her further forward, pressing her against the kitchen counter. Bent at the waist, Summer positioned his cock at the mouth of her pussy. "Please," she said, looking back over her shoulder as her pussy opened to welcome him inside, "I want you to fuck me."

Dave slipped her shirt off, exposing her flawless back, her long auburn hair cascading over gorgeous skin. Grasping her hips, he slid inside Summer with a single smooth stroke; she let out a perfect moan, her pitch rising with each penetrating inch. Arching her spine, she made her silky tresses spill down to tickle his hands, and he delighted in running his fingers through her amazing hair; touching it, gathering it, holding it in his palms, gently pulling on it, he wanted her glorious mane every way he could experience it.

Smiling back at him, she wildly tossed her head around, giving him more of her exotic hair to enjoy. Laughing, moaning and crying out, she stretched forward to brace herself against the kitchen counter while moving her ass on his cock. She made little grinding circles with her perfect bottom, and when the flared tip of his tremendously thick shaft pressed into her cervix she moaned, "Oh yes, baby, fuck me deep…."

Their bodies smacking together, Dave thrust over and over into his auburn angel; staring down in amazement, he was overwhelmed by the beautiful perfection of her dancing hips and ass. She had just the faintest thong-shaped tan line, which drove him crazy, as did the sight of her gorgeous little asshole, but even that paled in comparison to the vision of her flowering pussy lips clinging to his cock, exposing a blush of inner pink on every backstroke.

The scent of her heated sex filled the kitchen, sending Dave into sheer euphoria. His cock was buried in his fantasy woman's pussy, and everything about her was even more devastating than he'd imagined. No sound ever aroused him the way her breathy moans did, and as he increased the pace of his thrusts she began steadily panting, "Ohh! Ohh! Ohh!"

Cupping her rhythmically swaying breasts, he leaned down and bit between her shoulder blades. She let loose a pretty shriek, and he rained a series of hungry bites all across her back while fucking her pussy harder and faster. Thoroughly enthralled by the sight of her supple bottom quivering hypnotically each time his hips crashed into her, he exclaimed in her ear, "Summer…oh fuck…you're gorgeous! Your pussy is so perfect, pulling on my...fuuuuuuck!"

"You're...driving me...ohhhh…driving me crazy! Keep biting me! Keep fucking me!" she managed to pant in response.

He hungrily bit all over her back and shoulders, up to her neck, where he nuzzled her cheek. Nipping at her earlobe, he moaned, "Oh god, oh fuck, Summer...what you do to me…."

"What do you want, baby? I'll do anything. Just tell me what you want," she hissed sexily. Reaching back, she spread her ass while continuing to grind on his cock; offering herself in full, she stood on the balls of her feet and arched her back. He slammed into her, fucking her as hard as he could, and she cried out, "My pussy...my pussy, oh god, the way you love my pussy! Take it, David! It's all yours!"

"I love you, Summer…love you…love you…want you...all of you…so beautiful…oh fucking god!"

Her whole body shuddering, her pussy trembling with soft spasms, Summer moaned through her orgasm. When she felt him pull his cock out to position it at her inviting pucker, she leaned back to kiss him while whispering, "Take me, David. Take everything. I want you inside me."

He spun her around, pulling her into his lap on a kitchen chair. Straddling him, Summer reached between her legs; raising her hips, her sleek ass and strong thighs rippling, she positioned his cock at her forbidden hole. Her eyes blazing, her body as taut as a violin string, she was a vision of primordial sex. Her lips parted, baring brilliant white teeth, and her blue-green eyes stared unblinking as she held him steady. Slowly, excruciatingly, she drove down onto his cock, a small gasp escaping her lips when the head penetrated her tight ring. Never releasing him from her open-mouthed stare, she smoothly lowered her sexy bottom all the way, until he was completely buried to the hilt. Once she'd taken every inch of him deep inside her ass, she sensually wriggled her hips, using her arms to brace herself against his shoulders.

"Is this our unfinished business?" she whispered hotly. Grinding him, she had a burning smile. "You wanted to worship my ass yesterday, and I wanted your cock so badly, yet you wouldn't fuck me. God, when those boys at the beach were putting their fingers in my ass, I was hoping you would come over and fuck me right in front of them. Baby, this is what I wanted to do in the living room with the guys watching, when I almost lost control. I wanted us to do a lot more than just show them my bottom. I wanted to pull my little panties aside…mmmm…and take your big, thick cock all the way up my ass. I was so turned on, I wanted to fuck you until I couldn't help but beg for more." Kissing him, she rotated her hips in delicious circles. "God, David, you feel so enormous inside me…so perfect…." Grinning from ear to ear, she added, "I'm not letting you get away, and I'm not stopping either. This time, you and your long, hard, gorgeous cock are going to give my ass a proper worshipping."

Raising her hips to show Dave his shaft standing straight and tall, the head still inside her, she bit her lip before slamming her ass down. She shrieked when he hit home, and Dave moaned. One, two, three more times, again and again she drove onto his sturdy cock, making them both cry out with every searing stroke.

Realizing they were becoming too loud, Dave picked her up and carried her to the hallway bathroom, keeping her impaled on his steely length the whole way there. Giggling in his arms, she kicked the door shut, then he plopped them down together on the rim of the tub.

"Now, take my ass. No more teasing me," she moaned, biting his neck.

With a hungry growl he drove into her with all his might, beginning a steady assault on her clutching bottom. After her initial shriek, she started up a sexy moaning that followed the rhythm of her beautiful tits bouncing on her chest. Her erect nipples ached, her eyes were wild, and her moans were pure silk to Dave's ears as her ass loudly smacked against his thighs with each thrust.

Finally, he was giving her what she so desperately wanted. "I love you! I love you! God, I love you!" she cried, howling like a banshee.

As she completely let herself go, he once again found himself watching her in wonder. Driving into her impossibly perfect bottom, he knew he was deeply in love with her; in fact, he wanted to shout it from the mountaintops. Despite his feeling of sheer triumph, he surprised himself by panting, "Summer...Summer…remember yesterday, what you did...what you did when you came? I want that!"

Continuing to impale herself, she nevertheless slowed her pace so she could speak to him as a woman in love rather than sounding like a slutty hurricane. "Mmmmmm, you want more than my pussy," she moaned, moving her hips in sexy figure-eights. "You even want more than my ass. My beautiful David wants my gushing cum."

When he nodded with a smile, they both understood. He squeezed her ass, she moaned in response, then he began violently thrusting all the way into her, again making her shriek from the intense pleasure. "God, baby, you have an amazing cock! You can never stop fucking me! I won't allow it!" she laughed wildly, bucking her hips up and down.

Never ceasing in his relentless bombing of her breathtaking bottom, he grasped her hip with one hand while attacking her pussy with the other.

"You…you want me…you want my cum," she stammered, riding him hard as she approached her peak.

"I do," he said, coming to his feet. "I want it. I want to taste it. Summer, I want your pussy all over me." Setting her on the sink counter, he had her lean back as he continued his unyielding assault on her spectacular body.

"Ohhh! Unnnnnh...oh god! It's coming! It's coming!" she moaned. Pulling out, he dropped to his knees and immediately buried his face between her quivering legs. Latching on to her clit with his teeth, he slammed three thick fingers into her pussy. "OH FUCK ME!!" she screamed, and he exulted when she let go all over his face and chest with a wild gush of clear cum. Glorying in the sight of her scarlet sex pulsing through a shattering orgasm, he kept ravenously pumping away inside her; she was simply out of control, laughing hysterically as he rolled his head round and round, bathing himself in her cum.

When she finally came back down, he gave her an exaggerated tickling motion accompanied by a wicked grin. "Now let's see whether you were really serious."

Breathing heavily, her thighs trembling with electric spasms, she looked between her legs and laughed when she saw his smiling face. "Baby, I was dead serious," she said, curling her fingers in his dark hair. "The question is whether you are, because if you tickle me, I'm not going to hold back. I'm going to pee all over you, then we're going to fuck again. It'll be your fault, too. You said you want everything."

"I do. I want everything. I don't want you to hold back anything, ever. You're absolutely fucking gorgeous when you lose control."

"Wait," she said, holding up her hand. "You still haven't cum yet, not once. Not yesterday, and not now. Baby, you've made me cum a million times already, so before you do anything more to me, I want you to cum. Fuck me again, and let me make you cum."

She spread her legs and guided his cock to her liquid slit. Leaning back, she brought her thighs to her chest, lewdly offering herself. "Here I am, David. I want your big cock right where it belongs, deep inside my pussy." Giving him a smoky smile, she patted her glistening labia. "This pussy loves you, and she deserves your cum."

With a grin and a groan Dave slid inside all the way and began steadily stroking. He quickly settled into a smooth rhythm, and they watched in fascination as his long, shining wet shaft split her open.

"Oh, baby, look at that…your perfect cock, fucking my pussy. Mmmmmm, it's so beautiful," she moaned.

His eyes were wild. "I can't believe I'm inside you! God, Summer!"

They were moaning together when suddenly he pulled out to position his cock back at her asshole. Looking up at him in surprise, she nevertheless had a wide grin. "You really love my ass, don't you? Mmmm, go ahead...do it. Just tell me when you're ready to cum."

She relaxed her muscular ring, and he slid inside. Neither of them broke their intense gaze as he forced his long shaft deep into her very core.

"You love having my cock in your ass, don't you?" he answered.

"I do. You know I do. I love it. I crave it. I want your cock in my ass every second we're together, no matter where we are. You were cruel to deny me yesterday. You made me want it so badly, and you wouldn't give it to me!"

"Do you like it better in your ass or your pussy?"

"I love it anywhere you'll let me have it. I usually make love with my mouth and pussy. I use my ass when I want to fuck. Whatever will drive you insane and make you cum inside me, then want to fuck me again…mmmm…that's what I like," she moaned, panting heavily.

"You'd really pee on me if I tickled you?" he grinned, stroking deep into her ass.

"I would if you wanted me to…maybe even if you didn't want me to," she panted, grinning right back. "Just…oh god, yes…keep fucking me! I want your cum! If I pee on your big cock, will that make you cum?"

Feeling his urgency building, she grabbed his ass and slammed him home. "Let me know when you're there!" she repeated.

"Oh fuck...oh fuck, I'm about to…about to…" he groaned, driving again and again into her velvet clutch.

Crying out as she felt the first jets of cum pulsing deep in her ass, Summer quickly pulled off. Scrambling down from the counter, she took his cock between her lips. "Let me taste you!" she moaned, stroking him into her mouth with a rapid corkscrewing motion. Taking his hand, she jammed it in her pussy. He dove in with three fingers, frantically fucking her, and Summer laughed in celebration when he shot four more thick ropes of cum onto her tongue and all over her face. Sucking his throbbing shaft like a woman possessed, she took every drop, savoring the taste; savoring also her own taste, though not yet swallowing. She rubbed his cock over her lips, chin, cheeks, nose and eyes, collecting his cum before sucking him back into her mouth to complete the load, which she eagerly swallowed in two large gulps.




Christmas with Summer Ch. 04



"Mmmmmm…that's what I wanted! Now we're even!" she exclaimed, smiling joyfully as she licked her lips in sheer satisfaction. After spreading his cum across her face with her fingertips, she licked her fingers clean while staring at him with a deliriously happy expression.

"Maybe for the moment we're even, but I want all of it," he said, thrilled with her performance yet still wanting more. Gently slapping at her clit with his fingertips, he made her jump. "All of it," he said again. 

She searched him with questioning eyes; he answered by lifting her back onto the counter. Tickling her ribs with one hand, he rubbed her clit with the other.

"Oh, you bastard," she moaned, squirming beneath his touch. Reaching out, she brought his face to hers and gave him a fiery kiss. Her tongue slithered into his mouth, then they moaned together when her warm stream began to hiss through his fingers.

She pulled away from their kiss, wanting to savor his delighted reaction to her willing surrender. He kept tickling her side and stroking her clit until her spasms sent her out of control, laughing crazily while peeing a torrent on his chest. He finally stopped tickling her, but she was too far gone for it to matter; smiling sexily, she just spread her legs, giving him an explicit close-up view. He knelt to suck on her clit, taking her pee all over his chin before moving down to take it in his mouth. Gazing at each other in wonderment, they exchanged looks of love and rapture as he accepted her gift, and with his hands cupping her ass to hold her steady she leaned back all the way; luxuriating in her wicked release, she closed her eyes and simply let go.

Lost in ecstasy, desperate for everything she could give him, he continued laving her pussy, happily drinking his gorgeous golden Summer.

When finally there was no more, she reached down to cradle his face, watching intently as he gorged himself on her dripping flower. "Honey, that was unbelievable, but if you're trying to make me go again, I think you'll need to wait a little while. You've completely drained me," she said with a warm smile.

"Yes," he grinned, lapping away at her soft petals while stroking her G-spot. Her tummy began to tremble, and with a breathy cry she released a small, sweet gush into his mouth. When she was finished cumming, he gently caressed her enchanting pussy. Cherishing every blessed moment with his beautiful Summer, he never stopped kissing and nuzzling her wondrous sex.

As far as he was concerned, he never would.

"You're incredible, baby," she said, stroking his face. "That was completely amazing. David, no one has ever loved me that way before. You really do want me…all of me."

"I told you that yesterday, Summer. You can't even imagine how badly I want you…how much I love you. Yes, I want all of you, so thank you for giving yourself to me. As long as I live, I'll never forget how beautiful you are."

Her eyes were blazing with desire when she sat up and said, "Baby, it's my turn now."

He looked questioningly at her.

"I want you, David. I want you to give yourself to me, just as I gave myself to you." Smiling confidently, she took his semi-hard cock and kissed the little slit before aiming it at her pussy. "Please, give it to me."

Never averting her eyes, she simply held his cock in her hand.

"I love you," he whispered.

"Then show me," she answered.

He watched in amazement as Summer directed his hot stream between her legs. She just stared into his soul, never looking down as she centered the arcing flow on her immaculate pussy, focusing it on her clit. Moaning, she tried not to blink. Holding his eyes, she began to guide his stream up her body, first covering her tummy, then her breasts, until she brought his cock to her parted lips. Answering his shattered gaze with a sexy grin, she took him inside. When her mouth filled to overflowing, she swallowed, letting out another long, deep moan while keeping a tight seal around his pulsing shaft. Soaring in the moment, crazed with lust and wanting even more, she opened wide, aiming his stream onto her tongue and all over her face. "Mmmmmm, yes…" she purred, thoroughly decorating herself before taking him back into her mouth. Swallowing again and again, she drank it all, savoring every last drop.

When he was done, she pulled away only long enough to say, "You owe me one more cum." She hungrily sucked his hardening length, taking him deep into her throat. Grinning around his cock, she had him completely under her spell; even though he had already cum only minutes earlier, her sexy eyes and soft, eager lips had him quickly cumming again. Once his telltale spasms began, she never relinquished her hold on him; she just let his heavy balls unload in her mouth, working her throat until there was nothing left to swallow.

"Now we're even again. Mmmm, thank you, baby. God, I loved that," she said, smiling sweetly as she licked his thick cock clean.

"Summer…I've never done that before," he said reverently.

"Neither had I," she answered with a sexy grin.

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It was eleven in the morning, and the sun was shining. Summer was asleep on a patio lounger, facedown with her head resting in her folded arms. 

The sound of the patio door sliding open woke her. She was about to lift her head to greet her company when she heard John say, "Whoa!"

"She's incredible, isn't she?" came Aaron's voice next.

Feeling a bit mischievous, Summer decided to play possum. Lying still, she pretended to be asleep.

When Dave joined them outside, Aaron whispered, "Sssshhh!"

"What the—…oh!" exclaimed Dave quietly, as Aaron pointed her out to him.

Taking care to avoid making any loud noises with the chairs, they all sat down at the patio table. Just a few short feet away lay Summer seemingly asleep on her sun lounger, her legs and ass almost directly beneath them.

Summer hadn't initially realized it, but her movements while sleeping had forced her short t-shirt to ride up onto the crest of her bare bottom. Fully half of her ass was uncovered, which she was only then noticing due to the tickling breeze. With one leg pointed straight and the other bent at the hip and knee, she knew her naked pussy was exposed.

Slightly panicked, she was also hit with a rush of excitement. Normally she was an active participant in her exhibitionism games; to be 'helplessly' exposed while her voyeurs were under the impression she was unaware of the show she was giving them, that was a new one for her.

She smiled to herself. 'This is like being a sexy spy! I'm going to be privy to actual guy-talk!'

"She never ceases to amaze," Aaron said quietly.

"No doubt," added John. "Every time I think it, she just proves me wrong again."

"Think what?" asked Dave.

"That I've never seen a more beautiful sight in my life. I must have said that to myself a dozen times already over these past couple of days, and each time I was certain that nothing could ever top it. Then, sure enough, she does something even better. Look at her. Gentlemen, that's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. She is just impossibly gorgeous. She's like an angel."

"I know," sighed Dave. "She really is. She's a perfect woman…literally perfect. I've never seen anyone like her." Pausing, he added, "I wouldn't change a single thing about her."

"You're in love with her, aren't you?" grinned John.

"Is it that obvious?" asked Dave with a little smile. 

"Believe me, it's not just you. I'm in love with her too," said Aaron.

Summer was flipping out! Trying not to give herself away, it took a monumental effort to remain still. Her tummy was doing somersaults, and her heart was beating so fast that she thought it was going to explode!

Feeling their eyes on her, she shivered.

"Wow, look at that…" John said, pointing to the rising goose bumps all over her body.

Though she didn't know what he was talking about, she could hear the wonder in his voice.

Summer's skin was tingling, sweet warmth washing over her. She couldn't help herself; still feigning sleep, she squirmed in her lounger, writhing her hips. As she knew it would, that little bit of movement pulled her t-shirt all the way up to her lower back. Spreading her legs, she further exposed her pussy, which she confirmed when she felt a kiss of cool breeze on her sensitive asshole.

She loved her beautiful men, and they were in love with her. Thrilling at the thought, she was offering them her bare ass and naked pussy.

"God," said John, who, like Summer, also couldn't help himself. Reaching down to hover his palm directly over her ass, he felt her fine golden hairs rise to his hand.

Summer wasn't quite sure what was happening, but in the same way that she could always tell during a massage whenever someone would hold their hand over her forehead without actually touching her, she felt the warmth of a hand hovering over her bare bottom.

"She's so gorgeous," Aaron said, and they all watched in wonder as her goose bumps and tiny hairs responded to the lurking hand.

Taking a chance, John gently brought his fingertips to her ass. The sudden touch on her bare skin jolted Summer, the impact of which she attempted to hide by squirming again, as if in a dream. With the guys watching intently, he ran his palm over her inviting peak. Barely grazing her, he slowly traced a line from the top of her thigh to her very apex, finishing his journey at the base of her spine.

He was spellbound by the way her golden hairs seemed to anticipate the arrival of his fingertips, rising as if in greeting. Tracing back down to the center of her smooth cheek, he gently pressed into her warm flesh, thoroughly savoring the silky feel of her gorgeous ass.

"So perfect," he said quietly. He drew his hand away, staring in awe at what he was seeing between her legs. Looking up at Dave and Aaron, he knew they could see it too.

Summer was excited beyond belief to be so on display. She was incredibly wet, wondering who would take her first. She knew they could see her pussy, but she didn't realize what had happened when she'd flexed her hip and spread her legs. She didn't know that the guys were watching closely as small trails of thick white cum spilled forth from her pussy and asshole. For their part, the guys were unaware that she'd had sex with all of them, so they each took immense pride in thinking it was their own cum flowing from Summer's fantasy body.

They looked on in silence, overwhelmed by the full breadth of her impossible beauty.

"Looks like Summer had herself a good night," grinned John, finally breaking the ice.

"Mmmm-hmmmmm, I most certainly did. I had a warm, sexy, wonderful night," said Summer, smiling serenely as she opened her eyes.

Having decided it was time to quit playing possum, she rolled onto her back to welcome them good morning. Though she knew her t-shirt was still bunched above her hips, she made no move to cover herself. Instead, wanting to enjoy the sun's warmth on her bare tummy and thighs, she brought her knees up to set her feet on the lounger. The soothing rays felt especially sweet on her naked pussy, and the guys watched in rapt attention as she lay before them with her legs slightly spread.

"Well good morning, beautiful," Aaron said. "Joining us back in the land of the living?"

"Mmmmmm, good morning, boys," she answered, yawning while stretching her arms high above her head. Noticing that all three guys were smiling over her adorable wake-up ritual, she happily finished her languid kitty-stretch. Basking in the morning sun, she began carelessly caressing herself, running her hands across her tummy and down her legs. When she brushed along the insides of her upper thighs, very near her pussy, she finally felt the leaking cum.

She almost came again, just from the thought of it.

Doing slow, circling strokes with her fingertips, she smoothed the cum into her inner thighs. Her sensual movements were hypnotic, drawing all eyes to where she was seductively painting either side of her naked pussy.

While continuing to smooth the shining cum into her beautifully spread legs, she sat up and saw what they were seeing; she was pulling open her crimson labia, lewdly exposing the vivid pink depths of her moist vagina. Knowing they were watching, she dabbed at the small pool of cum oozing from her perfect flower. Parting her precious lips to gather it with her fingertips, she slowly smoothed their cum all over her pussy. Softly moaning as she caressed herself, she offered them a shy smile. "Maybe I should have worn panties this morning. I hope you don't mind."

Gratefully accepting their warm grins, she lay back with a happy sigh. She made a halfhearted attempt at tugging down her t-shirt, bringing it just above her smooth mound, but when she again stretched her arms over her head while raising her knees she knew she was treating them to an explicit view of her dripping wet pussy.

"Where's Jake?" she asked, reaching out to take the nearest hand, which happened to be John's. She squeezed it affectionately before placing it on her bare tummy.

"He's grabbing a shower," John said, lazily caressing her sexy stomach before dipping a fingertip into her belly button.

"Gentle...it's too early for tickles," she said, giving him a gorgeous smile. "Be nice, sweetie. Let's just enjoy this beautiful morning in the sunshine."

"Anyone want coffee?" asked Dave.

"None for me. I'm good," said John.

"Yeah, I'll take some. In fact, I'll go get started on breakfast," added Aaron.

"Mmmm, coffee and breakfast by the pool, served by two of the most devastatingly handsome men I've ever laid eyes on. This just keeps getting better and better," grinned Summer teasingly.

Dave and Aaron were laughing as they took off for the kitchen, Dave returning a few moments later with her cup of coffee. Setting it on the table, he said, "While Aaron's doing breakfast, I'm going to get showered and dressed."

He took off again, leaving Summer alone with John on the patio.

"Looks like it's just you and me, kiddo," he said, still stroking circles on her bare stomach. Breathing softly, she enjoyed his caresses in silent bliss before rolling onto her side to face him. Reaching for her cup, she held it in both hands, blowing on it.

"Mmmmmm," she hummed in appreciation as John continued stroking loving circles over her smooth, flawless thighs, hips and ass. "You have such a nice touch when you're not trying to be a brat. I'll give you an hour before you have to stop…."

John was completely taken by the graceful, flowing lines of her naked hip. He kept running his fingertips over her sweeping curves, stroking down to the sweet rise of flesh where her thigh described the beginning of her ass. As he slowly traced the rising arc of her perfect crescent, she whispered, "If you keep doing that, you're going to make me want you again."

"Keep doing what?" he asked, flashing an innocent grin. "Like you said, I'm just being nice and enjoying the morning sunshine with you." Still grinning, he swept his hand along the line of her thigh before gently cupping her ass.

"I guess it's not your fault then, since you don't seem to realize how much it turns me on when you touch me there," she said, her growing lust apparent in her breathy voice. Reaching up to stroke his cock through his shorts, she purred, "Mmmm, baby, you're always so hard for me."

Setting her cup aside, she tugged his shorts open. "You know, I think some nice cream with my coffee sounds really good," she grinned. He went to his knees alongside her lounger, and she pulled his bobbing erection free. Squeezing his ass, she brought him forward. "I want to suck your big, gorgeous cock," she whispered.

Forming her mouth into an 'O' shape, she closed her lips over the crown before slowly sliding down the shaft. Releasing his ass, she lay her head sideways on her towel and took him into her throat, moaning happily as he sawed back and forth through her lips and past her tongue. Humming around his large, ridged cockhead, she began to masturbate, fucking herself by arching her back and slipping her fingers in from behind. When he tried to guide her head along his thrusting length, she gave him a sexy smile. "Do it with no hands. Just fuck my mouth, and don't pull out when you cum. Let me drink you."

For the umpteenth time, John looked upon Summer in wonder. 'It's not only Dave and Aaron who are in love with you,' he thought.

"Summer, you're so—"

"Give me your cum, John. I want to taste it. I want to drink gallons of it. Hurry, baby, unless you want the others to see me sucking your big dick. Fill my mouth with cum, the way you filled my ass last night," she said, smiling mischievously before returning to his cock.

John stared in amazement at the bewitchingly beautiful woman begging him for his cum; he gazed at her exquisite legs, curled up like a child's; he watched as she sluiced her fingers in and out of her cum-dripping pussy. Taking her all in, he was lost in the magic of her shimmering blue-green eyes imploring him to let go.

Though his jaw tensed as he felt his approaching crisis, he made no sound when he finally exploded in her mouth. Firing a half-dozen blasts of hot, thick cum onto her tongue, he watched as her eyes lit up with unbridled joy. Swallowing and swallowing again, one gulp after another, she finally released his cock, drawing her head back with a popping sound before pulling him down to share a sweet kiss. "Mmmm, John, you cum forever! Thank you, baby, that was wonderful. God, I love your cock. I absolutely adore it. You know that, don't you?" she whispered happily. "I love your kisses too, but you already knew that, you brat!" she added, giving him a long, torrid kiss.

Try as he might, he just couldn't put it into words. "Summer..." was all he was able to manage.

"Shhh…" she said, bringing her finger to his lips. Moving her hand down his chest, she stopped when it was directly over his pounding heart. Leaving it there, she took his hand and pressed it to her own heart. "I know, baby, and it's not just you," she smiled. Reaching up to caress his face, her glistening eyes bespoke her love.

"You too?" he asked in astonishment, his gentle spirit soaring with profound happiness.

Staring into his deep blue eyes as she held his hand to her chest, she nodded. "Very much so, John."

His heart about to explode, he felt tears beginning to well up. Embarrassed, he gave her a tender kiss. "I better go, before I make love to you right here."

With a huge effort of will, he turned and went back into the house.

Sighing as she watched him reluctantly leave, Summer stretched out onto her stomach, her head again resting atop her folded arms. Deeply contented yet thoroughly wiped out, she allowed herself to fall back asleep.

Aaron took a peek out the kitchen window. Setting her breakfast aside for later, he smiled when he saw Summer's mouthwatering bottom shining naked in the sun. She lay sleeping, her gorgeous hair shimmering like golden fire upon her delicate shoulders, her sweet, tranquil smile as peaceful as it was impossibly beautiful.

Transfixed by her perfect beauty, one thought came to him… 

'She's an angel.'

~ ~ ~

Following breakfast, the guys settled in to watch one of the countless bad college football bowl games that always take place during the week of Christmas. While they watched Bumfuck A&M play Weathervane Tech, I went to check on Summer. She was asleep on the patio, so I quietly sat down beside her and gently caressed her bare bottom.

Stirring, she opened her eyes.

"Good morning, pretty girl," I grinned.

"Mmmm, you and your wonderful wake-ups. Good morning, baby. Have I told you today how much I love you?" she purred, wiggling her ass as I caressed her smooth legs. "And have I told you how happy you've made me?" she continued, purring even more when I cupped her perfect cheeks before sliding the side of my hand through her warm divide.




Christmas with Summer Ch. 04



"Have I told you how wet you are?" I answered, leaning down to plant a kiss on her beautiful bottom. She happily wiggled her ass again, and that's when I noticed a white pearl of cum shining in the open mouth of her pussy. "Baby, you have cum spilling from your pussy," I whispered.

"I know," she smiled, sitting up to kiss me.

"John's?" I asked, grinning conspiratorially.

"Mmmm, maybe. At least some of it is his, anyway. I had quite the busy night and morning," she giggled.

"All of them?" I asked in surprise.

"Uh-huh. All of them," she said, smiling shyly.

"Together?"

"Oh no, definitely not together. It was one at a time, and we were always by ourselves. Baby, you can all have me together if that's what everyone really wants, but one of you will have to start it. I'm not ready yet to initiate something like that."

I held her close, comforting her. "You don't need to worry about it. Whatever happens, it'll always be entirely up to you." Laughing, I added, "I sure picked a bad time to fall asleep last night, didn't I?"

"You missed a lot," she grinned.

"Want to tell me about it?"

She gave me a purposeful smile as she came to her feet. "Yes, I do. The only thing is, I want you inside me when I tell you."

Cranking up the back of the lounger, she positioned me so that I was sitting upright where she had just lain. Slipping off her t-shirt before kneeling to remove my shorts, she tossed them both on the table. Since she was already on her knees, she took my cock straight into her mouth; after sucking me for only a few moments, though, she abruptly stopped. "Baby, you know how much I love having you cum in my mouth, but this time I need it in my pussy." She resumed her slurping wet blowjob, laving and sucking my cock until she had me completely hard; then, grinning eagerly, she quickly straddled me. "Yours is the only cum I don't have inside me right now, and yours is the cum I need the most. Baby, I think we need to remedy this situation," she said, leaning forward to give me a hot tongue-kiss.

I pulled her to me, tightly hugging her.

"Make love to your happy wife," she whispered, looking into my startled eyes. "I am, you know," she added affectionately, returning my hug. She slid her pussy down my cock, taking me all the way, then she kissed me again. "Don't move, baby. Don't fuck me yet. Just let me feel you inside me. Let me hear you tell me you love me," she breathed into my ear, her cheek pressing against mine.

Summer didn't fuck me; she just hugged me while moving her ass in subtle undulations. Pressing our bodies together, I held her face in my hands as we kissed. I told her a thousand times how much I loved her, trying and utterly failing to describe the depth of her beauty. Breathing it into her mouth, I also told her how proud I was to be with her.

Moaning happily, she squeezed me harder with every impassioned word.

She started grinding her hips, whispering, "Baby, you know we're all making love, but you also know I will never cheat on you. Tell me you know that my heart and my body belong to you." She stopped to look into my eyes. When I nodded, she continued, "I wouldn't let your friends have me if you told me you don't want them to have me. You know that too, don't you? I wouldn't hold it against you if you said no to my being with them. That's not the same thing I was telling you about with my other boyfriends. Letting me be me doesn't mean I expect you to let me have sex with other men."

Kissing her loving eyes, I said, "Yes, angel, I know that. I trust you, and I need you to trust me too. You have to know that I only want you to be with them if that's what you want. I don't want you to do this for me. I don't need you to be with them, and it wouldn't bother me at all if you decided you weren't going to have sex with anyone but me. I'm certainly not asking you to have sex with other men."

"I know you're not, baby. You've never asked me to do anything with anyone, and the reason I'm having sex with them is not because I think it's what you want from me. Not at all. I would, if that's what you wanted - you know there is nothing I wouldn't do for you - but that's not what's happening here."

"Summer, I love you for a million reasons, including how loving and affectionate you are, but one thing I don't want is for you to be subservient to me. Tell me, are you truly happy sharing yourself? I hope you're not just doing it because you think you need to keep testing me. We're past that now."

"That's for sure!" she laughed. "I think it's safe to say that you've proven to be a man of your word! Your attitude didn't change one iota once I became yours. You still aren't trying to shut me down, not even with your friends around. I believe you, baby, and now I love you even more because I know you've been telling me the truth."

"But you're not just doing it to perform for me, or even for them, right? This isn't like when we go to the mall or to a club or whatever, with strangers as your audience."

"No, honey," she grinned. "This is completely different, what we're all doing together. Like you said, we're past those other things I was worried about. I know you only want me to be happy."

"Summer, I just want to make sure you're not doing it out of some misguided idea you might have that you need to perform for me this way. I'm telling you, baby, you don't. Yes, I want to see your body, and I want you to dress sexily for me even when we're with friends, but I only want you to do something if it makes you happy. I need to know that it makes you happy to make love with them, and that you're not doing it for any other reason."

Smiling softly, she held my face in her hands. "Yes, baby, it makes me happy to make love with them. With your blessing, I share myself with your friends because I love it. I love them. I love them as people, I love being with them, I love having sex with them. They're each different, and I love their differences. That's what I've been trying to tell you, ever since we opened the presents on Christmas Eve. You've given me a whole new world, and I've never been this deliriously happy. Jake, I'm completely head over heels in love with you. You've shown me that I can be in love with more than one person, and it's even okay to let people love me back!"

"Even John?" I teased.

"Yes, even John; maybe even especially John. He's so filled with joy, like a little boy. God, I love that about him. Every time he looks at me or touches me, I can feel it. Honey, I love sharing that joy with him. He's a beautiful person, and an amazing lover."

She kissed me again. "Are you going to cum for me?" 

Grinning, I returned her kiss. "You know I will. Just keep doing what you're doing."

She smiled as she clenched her pussy on me. "Like that?"

"Ohhh, fuck! Yes, just like that!" I smacked her ass, which made her giggle, then I squeezed her hips, pressing her down to grind me. "Okay, so that's John. What about Aaron?" 

"Mmmm, Aaron is just so loving and tender," she said, beginning to pant with each sentence. "I feel so warm and safe with him. John is playful and fun when he fucks me. Aaron makes love to me. All he wants is to become a part of me…and to keep making me cum. The way he pays such close attention to my body, god, he makes me cum, over and over and over. He really makes me feel loved, and his passion is incredible."

"When did you fuck Aaron again? I know you had sex with him yesterday morning, and I saw John take you last night, but it sounds like you were with Aaron more than once. My gorgeous little slut really has been busy, hasn't she?"

"I really have, and yes, I'm your gorgeous little slut. Always remember that, baby," she smiled, grinding in my lap. "So, okay, after John and I fucked on the couch last night, I fell asleep. A few hours later, I woke up and went to go potty. Aaron was the only one still awake. When I came back into the den, he invited me to share the cozy little bed he'd made for himself in front of the fire. Naked, I climbed in to snuggle with him beneath his blankets, all warm and toasty, and we made love the rest of the night. I was surprised we didn't wake any of you, but I guess everyone was totally passed out."

I stroked her face, staring into her beautiful eyes. "While we were all having breakfast just now, Aaron told me he's in love with you."

"I know," she grinned.

"You know? How?"

"I don't mean I know he told you, I mean I know he's in love with me. Before breakfast, all the guys were outside here with me. They thought I was asleep, so I played possum."

"You're bad," I smiled, shaking my head.

Continuing to grind on my cock, she brought my hands to her bare breasts as she giggled, "I know! I felt like such a sneaky little spy, listening in on what the guys were saying when they thought I couldn't hear them."

"So what'd they say?"

"David and Aaron said they were in love with me! I about died! I could hardly keep still!"

"What about John?" 

"John was so adorable. He couldn't get the words out, but I knew."

"When was this?" 

"A little later this morning, right after Aaron and David went back into the house. John stayed out here and gave me a nice massage. It turned me on so much, I ended up taking him in my mouth. Mmmm, I love the way he just cums forever. Wanting to swallow it all, god, I almost couldn't keep up.

"Anyway, once we were done, that's when he tried to tell me."

"You haven't really mentioned Dave yet," I said.

She looked away for a moment; then, as if steeling her resolve, she turned back to me. "It's different with David," she said quietly.

"How so?"

"Baby, with David there's something very special between us. He doesn't just want me. He doesn't just love me. He doesn't just want to fuck me. David worships my body. I swear, Jake, I've never felt anything like it. He makes me feel like I'm the most desirable woman in all the heavens! He does things to me that no man ever has, and still he always wants more. His passion for me is so intense, he makes me feel the same way."

"Was this when we left you two alone here after you got back from the beach? Or was it last night, and I slept through that one too?"

"I've been with him twice. You're right, the first time was when you guys took off yesterday to go get your nasty burgers!"

Smiling, I nipped at her ear. "Those were some awfully good nasty burgers."

"Whatever! Awful is right. I need you to stick around for the next sixty years, so watch it with those things."

'That's twice…' I thought. 'First she referred to herself as my wife, and now she's talking about being with me for the next sixty years. I may just have to have a little chat with my blabbermouth friends….'

Deciding I'd be better off worrying about it later, I said, "Don't worry, honey, I'm not going anywhere. So, you were saying…."

"Okay, after you guys ditched us again to go eat, I let David take me. Or maybe it was the other way around, I'm not sure. I just know that he simply devoured me, and he did it without fucking me. I'd never experienced anything like it. All he wanted to do was worship my body. God, I didn't even get to see him!"

"You couldn't see him? What, did he blindfold you or something?"

"No, nothing like that. He had me stand in front of him, facing away, so he could just…look at me. That's all he wanted to do. He studied me from every angle, then he made love to me all over my body, using only his fingertips and mouth. He's the most oral lover I've ever had. He absolutely feasts on me, and he does it forever. The way he's obsessed with my ass, god, it's amazing."

"Summer, in case you hadn't noticed, we're all obsessed with your ass. You literally have a perfect ass."

"And a 'perfect pussy' too, I know, I know," she laughed. "You guys all keep saying that! Anyway, that was just the first time with David. The second time was even more intense, this morning. Everyone was still asleep, and I was standing in the kitchen when he came to me. I wasn't going to let him off the hook again, like I did yesterday. This time I made him fuck me, then we just went crazy!"

That really set her off; as if a starting gun had been fired, she began to pound up and down on my cock. "Jake, I know I said not to move, but I really need your cum inside me now. Please, fill me to bursting. At least one time in my life I want my pussy to be filled with the cum of all my wonderful lovers!"

She beamed brightly, delighting in her ability to shock me.

I sucked her breasts and squeezed her ass as she rode me, until I felt my cum beginning to boil. "Tell me what you did! I'm almost there!" 

"Are you sure you want to hear it? Baby, it got really wild. Promise me you'll still love me if I tell you. Promise me!"

"Summer, I'll love you forever, no matter what. Nothing will ever change that. I know you, and you'd never do anything bad."

"I don't know about 'bad,' but what we did this morning was definitely some wild new territory for me." She lowered her voice to a sexy growl. "The scary thing is I loved it…god, I loved it. His passion for me was so strong that I found myself totally caught up in it, then I went just as crazy as he did! Now I can't wait to do it again!"

"Tell me!" I hissed.

"Baby, he wanted everything my body has to give. 'Everything,' he kept saying."

Not quite understanding, I just looked at her. "So…he took your ass?"

"Oh, yes, he definitely took my ass! It was incredible! He almost couldn't stop fucking my ass! That's not it, though. Aaron also took my ass, and you saw John take it last night. Baby, right now my ass, pussy and tummy are filled with cum from all their beautiful cocks. Still, I'm telling you, that's not it."

"What else is there? Tell me! I'm about to cum!"

"Yes, do it! Fill my pussy!"

"Tell me!"

"Baby, remember what I said about you guys tickling me, and what I promised would happen if you did it again?"

"Holy shit. He didn't."

"Oh yes he did! After making me drench his face in my gushing cum, he said that we wouldn't be finished until I'd given him everything my body has to give. I warned him that I'd do it, and still he went ahead and did it! He tickled me and fingered my pussy until I peed all over his hand!"

I couldn't help but laugh, then she laughed too, even as she was riding my cock on our sun-splashed patio. I guess we made too much noise, causing Aaron to look out the kitchen window. When he saw us fucking our brains out and laughing like idiots, he laughed right along with us. Summer also saw him, but she was too far gone to care. "Just keep fucking me…mmmm…let him watch. But no, baby, that's not all of it. There's more…" she said, getting back to the business of making me cum.

"More? What else is there?"

"After I began to pee on his hand, he quickly stopped fingering me. Once I really started peeing, he went down on me. Baby, he sucked my pussy."

She stared into my eyes, measuring me.

"You peed in his mouth?!" I exclaimed, laughing loudly.

"No, not exactly, but…well, yes! I peed in his mouth! At first he sucked my clit while I peed, so I wasn't going directly in his mouth. He definitely got some, though, and he also took some on his face. He was becoming frantic, and so was I, then we just went for it! He put his mouth on my pussy and started drinking me! God, I completely let go, peeing right into his mouth and all over his face!

"Baby, that's what I mean! His lust for me is so overwhelming that it has no limits. Once I get swept up in his passion, I become just like him!"

"Wow, Summer. That sounds intense."

"Keep fucking me, baby. There's more…" she said, pressing her breast to my mouth. "Put your fingers inside me. Fuck my ass while you fuck my pussy. I want to be fucked everywhere. Mmmmmm, I wish I could suck your cock and take you in my ass as you fuck my hungry pussy," she hissed, moaning wickedly when I slid two fingers up her tight bottom.

"There's more?!" I laughed, thrusting hard.

"Yes, baby, there's more. When he was done drinking me, I couldn't just let him stay one up on me."

Dumbly, I looked at her.

"It was kind of a game we were playing. Whatever he did, I had to match it to stay even. Baby, I stayed even! When he was done drinking me, I made him pee on my pussy! I couldn't believe it, but I was doing it! I'd never done anything like that before, and it felt totally awesome to watch his face as his hot stream was hitting my clit! We were just so…together. You'll see, because we're going to do it too!

"Oh fuck, Jake, I'm cumming! Hurry, baby! Cum with me!"

Her thighs were shaking, then her pussy began clenching on my cock as her body exploded!

Moaning, she kept going, panting everything through her amazing orgasm...

"When he was...oh god...peeing...hurry, Jake, cum in me...I looked him dead in the eye as I took his cock into my mouth...mmmm…making him pee in my mouth...filling it up! Baby, I kept sucking...sucking his dick…swallowing...swallowing…mouthful after mouthful, I drank his pee! Cumming, baby…ooooh…I'm cumming! I held him in my mouth...then I swallowed...fuck me...fuck your slutty wife…god, I bathed my face in it...and all over my breasts...until he was completely finished. I sucked him back to hardness so he could cum again in my mouth...took him down my throat…swallowed his cum, too! I stayed even with him…drinking his cum and his pee, just like he drank mine! It was incredible! I loved it!"

"Arrrrghhhh!!" I groaned, flooding her pussy with a huge explosion of cum. My eruption was so violent that she screamed! The whole neighborhood had to have heard her sexy cries, but she didn't care; even after I was done firing into her, she just kept cumming and cumming. She was simply ablaze on my cock, crashing against me in her massive orgasm.

Many moments later, after she'd finally come down, we were just holding each other when...what the fuck? We heard what sounded like…golf applause?

We looked over to the patio door where Aaron, John and Dave stood politely clapping! Making it even worse, John held up a cardboard placard with the number '10' written in green marker, the goofy fuck! Aaron then held up his own '10' placard!

Even though Summer still had my cock buried deep inside her, she turned to face her judges. With cum pouring from her pussy, she celebrated our perfect scores by doing the most adorable Tiger Woods fist pump while shouting, "Yeah!!"

We all laughed at her antics, until a smirking Dave held up his placard...

'8.5'

Summer went ballistic! "Eight-point-five?! Are you blind?? No way that was only an eight-point-five! I nailed the dismount, and I totally stuck the landing! You're a crooked judge! I demand an investigation!"

John quipped, "It's always the fucking Russian judge."

Playing up the drama queen act, Summer let out a big sigh before theatrically flinging herself back into my arms. With her beautiful breasts bouncing merrily in the sunshine, she giggled, "Screwed again by the fucking Russian judge!"

"Yep, you sure got screwed," grinned Aaron.

Playfully grinding her ass in my lap, Summer purred sexily, "Mmmm-hmmmmm, I sure did…."

~to be continued~

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Christmas with Summer Ch. 05



"So are you as excited as I am? We get to do your gift tonight," Summer said, grinning at Aaron.

"Yes, I do, and don't think I haven't given it a lot of thought," he smiled.

"Thought? Obsession would be more like it," said John, sniggering at him. 

Aaron took a ring of calamari and plopped it into John's beer.

"Hey, you fuck!" laughed John, plucking the calamari from his glass. He shook it at Aaron, splattering him with beer. "What? Do you deny it? That's all you've been talking about the last few days! 'What do you guys think about her backless red dress, maybe? What about panties? Should I just make her go naked?'"

We all laughed at that. Aaron seriously did consider having her go to the party naked, wearing only a top coat. Of course we reluctantly shot that idea down, figuring the Loews Hotel probably wouldn't go for outright nudity in their grand ballroom, but just the fact that Aaron even considered it cracked us up.

"Naked?? You wanted me to go to a formal New Year's party naked? Oh my god!" Summer exclaimed, shaking her head and laughing. "Actually," she added with a warm smile, "that's very sweet of you. I'm flattered. Really, I am. Still, the Loews isn't just some bar or club where I can easily get away with dancing naked. Sorry, sweetie, I don't think so...at least not to start. Once you guys ply me with enough drinks though, hey, who knows? It could happen."

"Remember the rules," I added. "No pain, and nothing illegal. I don't want her getting arrested. That goes for the gifts too, not just for our normal time together. Whatever you guys come up with, you gotta keep her safe."

Aaron sighed theatrically. "Yeah, yeah, I know, but a guy can dream, can't he?"

Summer repeated his theatrical sigh. "Oh, woe is poor Aaron, having to wait before he can unwrap his toys!" she teased, batting her eyes and pouting her lower lip.

Making a mad face, Aaron took another piece of calamari and threw it into her bread bowl of clam chowder. Summer really poured it on thick then, feigning shock and outrage before plucking the calamari from her soup and popping it into her mouth. Smiling suggestively, she slowly licked and sucked each finger clean. "Mmmm, delicious," she said with a sexy grin, adding, "It's like I told you when we first met, after you all attacked me in the living room. I definitely encourage you to play with your Summer, though you do need to be careful with her. A Summer is a fun toy, and she wants nothing more than to give you endless hours of enjoyment, but she doesn't want to spend New Year's Day in the slammer while her men sit at home watching football. In other words, whatever you goofs have planned for me with your gifts, don't get me arrested!"

John and Dave subtly smirked. We already knew what they were going to do. Aaron's gift was the only remaining question. At first he seemed sure of how he was going to dress Summer for New Year's Eve, but as the week went by he began clusterfucking himself with countless other possibilities.

I turned to Summer. "Maybe you could model some outfits for us, then we'll vote on a favorite. That sure worked out great last time, didn't it?"

Grinning, I recalled our first date together, when Summer tried on various sexy outfits for me before choosing the one that left her practically naked.

She returned my grin while innocently sucking on her straw.

"No argument from me," Dave said, leering lasciviously at her gorgeous breasts, which were displayed to amazing effect in her skimpy tank top.

Laughing over his hungry dog look, Summer tore off a chunk of sourdough and threw it across the table at him. "Wow, now there's a real shocker! David, wanting a sexy fashion show from me? God, you probably would have me go naked!" she giggled.

"That might be a great idea, actually," added John. "The sexy fashion show thing, I mean. It'd be a win-win situation for all of us. Think about it. You win, since you're gonna end up looking amazing no matter what we choose. Seriously, Summer, you just can't help it."

Smiling sweetly, she squeezed his thigh in appreciation.

"And we all win, because nothing could be a hotter warm-up for New Year's than to have you model some of your sexiest evening wear for us. Lastly," he continued, nodding toward Aaron, "we save that silly fuck from having an aneurysm! Dude's melon is going to explode if he obsesses over this much longer!"

"Is that true, sweetie?"

Sexily mouthing her straw, Summer was smiling at Aaron while bouncing her pretty foot up and down. He just stared stupidly at her, which she loved. Slowly crossing her bare thighs, she sucked on her straw and gave him a flirty grin as she playfully pressed the tip of her tongue into the hole.

~ ~ ~

It was December 31st, and we were all having lunch together at Gladstone's on the beach in Malibu.

The torrid sexual pace Summer established during the first few days of our Christmas vacation bacchanal had slowed to a warm, comfortable simmer. She'd given everyone a thorough taste, and there were no regrets, though her thoughts on the situation potentially evolving into an endless gangbang remained uncertain. She told me the idea excited her; she was definitely up for it if that's what we all wanted, but one-on-ones would always be her main preference. Loving the unique dynamic she shared with each guy, she wanted to nurture those playful and "forbidden" flirting relationships. Bare minimum, she at least wanted to try to avoid situations where, say, Dave could walk in on her and John having sex in the shower, or John might catch her in bed with Aaron.

More than any other reason for wanting to keep things on an individual basis, she knew how strongly each guy felt about having his own special thing with her. She valued that feeling every bit as much as they did, and she didn't want to lose it with any of them.

Though she tried to maintain a degree of discretion, and she somewhat reduced the frequency of her sexual escapades, it's not as if Summer shut down on everyone while suddenly becoming Little Miss Conservative.

Not by a long shot.

Always, she wore the sexiest things imaginable. Though she allowed her clothing decisions to be nominally affected by where we were going and what we were doing, the degree of sexiness was constantly off the charts. In fact, simply due to the havoc she wreaked wherever we went, some of the hottest moments came when she had on the most clothing.

Then again, 'more clothing' for Summer often simply meant that she was forced to wear something.

Summer had taken to going bare-breasted around the house, usually in the mornings and later evenings. We'd stumble into the kitchen and there she'd be, wearing nothing but a tiny pair of panties while leaning into the fridge or standing at the counter making coffee. Never batting an eye, she would stay and happily chat with us topless.

Or bottomless. On more than one occasion she came into the living room wearing only a half t-shirt to watch TV with everyone. She'd spend the rest of the evening that way, basking in our primitive stares as we ogled her bare ass and pussy.

There were times she came out completely nude. Depending on what we were doing, she usually just plopped herself down into the lap of the first person she saw. Sometimes she would dive right in and start making out with us - her favorite morning greeting, as well as her endearing way of showing basic affection. Other times we simply read the paper or watched TV together.

Having learned the location of the mistletoe in every room of the house, she took special glee in suddenly stopping at random to make out with us, particularly when she was totally naked. Due to the mistletoe hanging from the light fixture above the living room set, the couch quickly became the preferred spot for watching movies with Summer. Snuggling together in the dark, we couldn't resist stroking and fondling her amazing body; responding with white-hot kisses, she would eagerly return the favor.

She delighted in coaxing us into fucking her whenever she felt we might go unobserved for a decent while, and she freely gave and received oral sex. Time and again we exploded in her hungry mouth before bringing her to a wet, pulsing climax on our tongues, yet it was never enough to slake her unquenchable thirst. Always wanting more, Summer seemed to live for sucking our cocks and drinking our cum.

It was almost as if she was feeding on us.

"I don't quite know how to describe it," she told me in bed late one night, happily caressing her tummy after gulping down my third load of the evening, "but it's like I'm taking a man's very essence into my body when I drink his cum. I can feel him inside me." Smiling softly, she added, "And with you, Aaron, John and David, I always feel truly blessed."

When she went nude, it only heightened her sensual appetite. It wasn't the least bit unusual to look over to the couch during a movie and see Aaron sucking her breasts or licking her pussy, or maybe she'd be giving John a slow, sexy blowjob. Other times we might find her in the kitchen leaning over the table or stove, thoroughly enjoying having her ass eaten and otherwise worshipped in the morning sun by a kneeling Dave. Moaning gently, almost purring, our radiant Summer would just arch her back and spread her legs wider while smiling sweetly to us.

I was the only one she would openly fuck in front of the others; or, at the very least, while we didn't go out of our way to seek an audience, she didn't mind at all if someone happened to catch us having sex.

Initially that was sort of her informal little 'house rule,' though I noticed it didn't take long before she began to abandon her well-intentioned game plan. As she continued to have deliciously sneaky sex amid our happy group, she inevitably became less and less concerned with any and all voyeuristic issues.

This was certainly the case when we watched movies at night. She'd share the couch with one of us, sitting in our lap or straddling us while facing either direction, or she would curl up against us in a spoons position. Maybe she would be on top, or she'd let us be on top, and she might be either on her stomach or back. The one definite was that whenever she lay naked on her back to make out with us she always started off by spreading her gorgeous legs in warm welcome. Following a few moments of soft kissing, she would sexily wrap her smooth, silky thighs around our hips; grinding her ass, she liked to wait until our tongues were dancing together before guiding us into her pussy, then we'd simply make out and fuck for the rest of the movie. It was also almost equally certain that she was going to want to have sex whenever she lay naked on her stomach with any of us on top.

Beneath the mistletoe, with only the firelight and the glow from the TV illuminating the room, she openly made love to us on that couch, and she didn't seem to mind being watched.

In fact, I could tell she was beginning to love it.

One morning Dave and I were playing chess outside on the patio. Summer stood beside me, leaning on my shoulder while watching us play. She was bottomless again, wearing only her little t-shirt. I had it pulled up in the back, and all throughout the game I finger-fucked her audibly wet pussy right there at the table. Though we tried to keep it somewhat discreet, I'm sure Dave knew what was going on, especially when Summer came. It was rather difficult to miss, considering how hotly she moaned before flopping forward onto the table to hold herself up by her hands as she rode out her orgasm.

In response, Dave gently moved a lock of hair away from her beautiful face. Panting from beneath her wild mane, she gave him a warm smile of gratitude.

Later that day, she put together a nice little lunch spread. While I read the paper out on the patio, John lay on a lounger catching some sun, and Dave and Aaron were playing pool in the garage. As she brought everyone something to eat, she still had on nothing but her skimpy t-shirt. Wearing no panties, she offered us one mind-boggling view after another every time she leaned, stretched, knelt or sat.

After John and I finished lunch, we went swimming while she lay out to read. Eventually she sat up in her lounger, propping her book on her raised knees. She'd pulled her t-shirt down over her hips, but with her legs lifted so high we could easily see the backs of her bare thighs and her naked pussy shining in the sun.

John climbed out and went to read the paper at the patio table. I stayed in, leaning on my forearms by the side of the pool. Semi-floating, I was just sort of doing and thinking nothing in particular when I glanced over at Summer...who was quietly masturbating! She had her t-shirt pulled up to her belly button; while continuing to hold her book, she was teasing her labia and clit with her free hand. Before too long, though, she set the book down. Giving me a sultry look of barely restrained desire, she spread her legs and pushed two fingers into her pussy. Pressing her head against the backrest of the lounger, she began a steady, luxurious pumping motion deep inside her vibrant pink slit.

John and I watched in awe as she quietly brought herself to a gorgeous climax; then, with subtle tremors still rippling through her tummy, she pulled her t-shirt off. Completely naked, she lay back and began touching all over her body. She rubbed her thighs...she caressed her clit...she slid a finger inside her ass. Thoroughly fucking herself, she cupped and squeezed her breasts while lightly stroking her nipples.

Apparently satisfied for the moment, she got up from her lounger and slowly walked towards the steps at the shallow end of the pool.

John and I were spellbound by the erotic poetry of her naked perfection flowing in the mid-day sun. Her breasts bounced beautifully with each feline stride, then we enjoyed the tantalizing vision of her smooth, sexy bottom flexing back and forth with every exaggerated sway of her hips. Summer's incredibly fuckable ass had a natural wide-open divide, affording us an enticing view of her sweet pussy peeking out from the flawless gap at the top of her thighs. With her one-step-in-front-of-the-other runway model strut, her simple walk across the patio became a primal dance of seduction.

Once she reached the steps of the pool, she stopped and stretched, arching her taut stomach. Her thighs tightened, and shafts of light shone through the split of her pussy as her high, firm breasts welcomed the sun's warm caress. She stroked her hands up her sides and onto her smooth mounds, stopping again to cup them in offering to the bright blue sky. Releasing them with a single solid bounce, she ran her hands over her neck and face before fanning out her long hair, glowing golden in the sunshine. Her breasts responded with a mesmerizing shudder to each movement of her arms, and she was simply stunning...overwhelming...miraculous.

Locking on to me with a predatory grin, she crooked her index finger. "C'mere, you."

I went to her, and she lazily draped her arms around my neck, kissing me while pressing her pussy against my growing bulge.

"These have to go," she said, affecting a gorgeous pout. Slipping her hands down the back of my shorts to cup my ass, she continued on, sliding the shorts to my feet. "Step," she said, and I stepped free. Positioning me so that my cock was chin high to her, she smiled as she reached around to cup my ass again. Sucking my cock into her mouth, she used her hands on my ass to face-fuck herself until I was completely hard. With a moist 'pop' she released my dick and took a couple of steps past me; facing away, she knelt to offer herself doggie-style. Dancing her ass in wicked little circles, she looked back over her shoulder with an incandescent smile. "Take my ass, or take my pussy...or take both, I don't care. Baby, I just need you to fuck me."

Grinning stupidly, I glanced over at John, who held up his hands and laughed, "Hey, don't look at me! It's your call, dude!"

Arching her spine, Summer reached back to spread herself even more; then, moaning as I slid inside her buttery pussy, she pulled me down for a molten kiss.

Summer amazed me with the way her pussy was always thoroughly drenched. No matter the circumstance, she was never anything less than dripping wet and eager to fuck. She needed no warm-up.

Blessed with a perpetually wet pussy, Summer was simply made for sex.

"Mmmm, your cock always feels so perfect in my pussy," she moaned as I steadily fucked her, or she fucked me; I wasn't sure, exactly, except that it was a quick one. She was continually cumming, and after only a few minutes I came too, blasting away inside her.

Once we caught our breath, she leaned forward onto the side of the pool. Kneeling on the middle steps, she was dripping cum while pointing her ass to the sun. With a quiet moan she reached back and slipped her fingers into her pussy; then, accompanied by a beautifully slow dancing of her hips, she spread our cum all over her smooth, curvy bottom.

She stayed in that position for maybe five minutes, her smiling face turned towards John. I sat beside her, stroking her hip and the small of her back as she lay with her head resting in her folded arms, her cum-covered swaying ass raised oh-so-temptingly high.

Finally, she turned and slid down into the pool. Dunking her head, she stood tall in waist-high water, thrusting her magnificent breasts out while slicking her hair back. She swam a couple of laps before returning to her perch on the steps, where she again raised her ass to the sun.

After giving us a few more minutes to feast on her incredible display, she strutted over to her lounger. Positioning herself directly beneath John's chair, she lay back and spread her legs for him. "Hi, beautiful man. You could've joined us, you know. I was offering myself to you. I waited and waited, but you didn't come. Baby, I wanted you both to fuck me."

With a tentative smile, he cautiously caressed her thigh. She took his hand and slid it between her legs, making him feel her moist heat; holding it there, she nodded while tugging on his shorts. He nearly fell over in his haste to get them off, and she gave him the cutest little giggle before grinning, "I guess you do want to fuck me!"

Nodding just the way she had, he eagerly slid down and began hotly making out with her. As they writhed in each other's arms, it quickly became one seemingly never-ending kiss after another, until they were almost delirious with passion. Finally, following a particularly intense, steamy tongue-kiss, she guided his long, hard shaft inside her; wrapping her legs around him, she let out an amazing moan when he drove all the way home with a single thrust. Feeding their lust, she arched her back and raised her hips; he immediately started pounding into her, simply bombing away at her pussy, and she cried out in sheer joy.

Happily fucking in the warm sunshine, they made love for hours that day.

Another evening we were all sitting around playing "Dare Poker." Having just returned from the movies, Summer was wearing a tight tank top and a short, breezy skirt. When she won one hand that I lost, she dared me to answer the door naked for the pizza girl.

We always got the same cute delivery girl whenever we ordered pizza from this one place, and Summer had called in the order, so apparently she was confident we'd get 'our girl' again.

When the bell rang, Summer immediately jumped up and ran to the door. The mischievous grin obvious in her voice, we heard her say, "Oh, let me get my husband. He has the money."

She came back giggling her ass off. "Honey, go pay for the pizza!"

"Hey, we heard that! Your husband, huh?" smirked John.

"Details. Work with me here," she said, flashing a knockout smile.




Christmas with Summer Ch. 05



When I gave her a warm grin, she actually blushed, then I went to grab my wallet from the bedroom. Heading back through the kitchen, I passed the living room, where Summer and the guys sat watching me. Once I was out of their line of sight, I stripped.

Naked, I answered the door and paid for the pizza.

While still buttoning up my pants, I returned to the living room, and Summer was rolling on the floor laughing.

"Very funny," I said drolly.

"What?" asked John.

"Quick! Look!" she shouted, pointing outside. Rushing to our large bay window, they all laughed when they saw a middle-aged man wearing a long beard and turban climbing into a beat up Nissan Sentra with a 'Pizza Guys' sign on the roof. Staring back at us, the poor guy just shook his head. A laughing, waving Summer gave him the thumbs-up sign, and finally he laughed and gave her one in return.

"Man, Summer, you're evil!" Aaron said admiringly, once we were all seated again at the playing table.

"Me, evil? Sweet, innocent moi?" Then she beamed at me. "Gotcha!" 

"Yes, you have," I grinned, and she happily hugged herself.

John lost the next hand. His penalty was to play "Seven Minutes of Heaven" with the person who held the winning hand, who happened to be a nearly giddy Summer. We had to tell her how the game works, and she squealed in delight when Dave explained that the other players have no way of knowing what two people locked together in a dark room for seven minutes are really doing. Maybe they're faking everything? Maybe the sounds are real? Maybe they're totally going for it while trying to keep silent? Maybe they're chickening out and just talking? They're the only ones who will ever know, and they get to keep it as their own little secret.

Summer smiled coyly at John. "So, seven minutes of heaven, that's what I'm supposed to give you now? Hmmmmm...."

Aaron grinned, "Actually, since John lost, I think he's supposed to give them to you."

"Details. Let's get this show on the road," she giggled, pulling John up by the hand. "Wait," she said. "Where are we supposed to do this?"

We all agreed that it should take place in a separate room, with the lights off. After that, we had a hilarious debate about the location. John and Dave argued that the two people were supposed to go somewhere hidden yet still close enough for the rest of the group to hear what was going on. Aaron and I argued that the losing couple - which we all agreed was bullshit in this case, since the punishment for losing was an awesome reward - should have as much privacy as they wished, meaning they could abscond to a distant bedroom if that was their preference. Our point was that they were free to do whatever they wanted, while the other players just had to sit there and eat shit in envy.

Since we were at an impasse, we decided to let Summer provide the tiebreaking vote.

"Whaddya say, sport?" she grinned to John. "Do you wanna go where we can be as loud as rain forest monkeys, or do you wanna go in the closet right here in the living room and still be as loud as rain forest monkeys? Either way, I expect an Oscar-worthy performance from you, buster! You know, just in case we only fake it," she added devilishly.

"Your call, m'lady," John said, bowing courteously before her. 

"C'mon, you gotta go where we can hear you!" implored Dave. "That's the whole freaking point of the game! That's what makes it embarrassing or exciting or whatever for the people in the closet, and that's also what makes it funny or hot or whatever for the people who have to sit there and listen to 'em!"

Grinning like a bandit, Summer grabbed John's hand and pulled him straight into our living room's large walk-in closet.

All we heard for the first couple of minutes was Summer giggling, along with the occasional bumping sound whenever one of them awkwardly ran into something. After a few more bumps and giggles, all sounds ceased for a few moments before the bumping sounds started up again in earnest. Those were soon joined by the sounds of things crashing, and more laughter. Next there were deep moans from Summer, then we all busted up when we heard a steady rhythm of bumping and moaning accompanied by John yodeling in German at the top of his lungs!

We all cracked up even more when we heard Summer nearly sobbing with laughter. She really started hamming it up, crying out, "Ooooh, I didn't know you were German! Oh, god, Colonel Klink! Shtupp me! Pound my pussy with your big bratwurst! Mmmm, yes, fuck me, baby! Fuck me like I'm France!"

With Summer moaning up a sexy storm they just kept pounding away, and everyone was laughing like crazy until Dave finally called out, "Hey, Hitler! Time's up!"

We heard even more laughter, but not much in the way of any noticeable cessation of hostilities, then John shouted, "Hold on! We're hammering out a peace agreement!"

Summer laughed, "Yeah! I totally surrendered!"

We heard a new series of shuffling noises and bumping sounds before the closet door suddenly opened, and out popped John sporting a thoroughly satisfied smile, a comically disheveled Summer trailing right behind him.

Rejoining us at the table, she wore a sheepish grin as we all sat beaming at her. Unable to contain it any longer, we started laughing.

"What?" she asked, looking from face to face, then she began laughing too. "We were just faking it! Weren't we, honey?" she giggled, coquettishly batting her eyes at John.

"Absitively! Posolutely!" he answered.

"Umm, mademoiselle..." Dave said, gesturing to her top, then her skirt.

We all waited. When she glanced down to check herself out, we cracked up again.

Summer's skirt was on backward, with the zipper in the front. Her tank top was not only backward, it was inside out.

Knowing she was thoroughly busted, she laughed, "Umm, I got invaded and conquered?"

"Sweetie..." grinned Dave, tapping his cheek, and we were all about ready to explode.

With a curious look around the table, Summer brought her fingertip to her cheek. Blushing gorgeously, she discovered the glistening rope of cum that ran from the side of her chin all the way to her temple. Ever the trooper, she dutifully scooped it up and popped it into her mouth. "Mmmm, yummy!" she giggled. "I wonder how that got there?"

Dave won the next game, and Summer lost. She was delightfully tipsy by that point, as she'd had a few glasses of wine. When Summer was tipsy, she became horny, though that's not saying much since she became horny if the wind blew. Everything made Summer horny.

More importantly to the situation, she also tended to become a bit boisterous and silly following a bit of drinking. One might even say she could become a tad rambunctious at times, and that's precisely what'd been happening over the course of the game. Summer had been popping off to Dave about all her winnings, including the episode when she'd made him wear a pair of her old stretched-to-hell panties to take our trash and recycling bins out to the curb. Summer being Summer, of course she couldn't resist dancing in celebration on the porch while poor Dave pushed those bins curbside. Whistling the famous theme song for strippers, she serenaded him with sexy catcalls before gleefully shouting, "That's it, baby, work that thing! Shake your money maker for us! Wooohoo!"

When our elderly neighbor lady from across the street came outside while laughing into her phone, we all turned to a giggling Summer, who quickly tried to hide her own cell phone behind her back. Knowing she was busted again, she just grinned, "Oops!"

She waved excitedly at our neighbor, who waved back and called out, "Ooh la la!"

Summer shouted to her, "Once I'm finished with him, I'll send him over to you! He can clean your cat boxes!"

By the time Dave won a hand with Summer the loser, oh yes, he was definitely itching for revenge.

"Thought you were pretty funny there, huh?" he grinned, giving her an evil leer that made him look like The Joker.

Dropping to her knees, her hands went to her face as she cried out disingenuously, "Oh noes! I'm all askeered! The big, mean man is going to do big, mean things to me!" Turning to me, she continued, "Daddy, I've been a good girl! Don't let Unka Dave hurt me!"

Dave said, "Don't look at Daddy, little girl. Uncle Dave, not Daddy, is the one who is going to punish you. C'mere, pun'kin. Climb on up into Uncle Dave's lap."

Grinning, Summer crawled her way over to "Uncle Dave."

"What ever are you going to do to me?" she asked with a pretty pout, sucking on her finger as she straddled his lap. Continuing to grin through her pout, she gave him a sexy wriggle of her ass.

"No, not like that!" laughed Dave. "You know how to sit on my lap when it's time for a spankin'!"

"Daddy?" she pouted again, looking over at me with mock-imploring eyes.

"You made your bed, honey," I smiled. 

"And now I have to get spanked in it," she added in a solemn voice, nodding. Still wearing her breezy little skirt backward, she stood and leaned over the back of the couch. Pointing her ass at Dave, she gave it a provocative bounce and wiggle.

"Is this how you want me, Unka Dave?" she grinned over her shoulder.

"No honey, not like that. I want you over my lap."

Smiling sweetly, Summer obediently lay facedown across Dave's lap. With her long, beautiful legs stretched out behind her, she propped her face in her hands while raising her bottom nice and high.

"Like this?" she grinned, giving her ass another sexy wiggle.

"Just like that, honey. That's a good girl. Now believe me, sweetie, this is most certainly going to hurt you more than it will hurt me," he said, deep satisfaction dripping from every syllable.

"Dave, if I may interject something here," Aaron said, interrupting them before they got started, "you need to keep in mind that my gift involves the dressing up of that pretty bottom of hers. I think we'd all appreciate it if you left me a blank canvas with which to work, you know what I mean?"

"Awww, and I was so looking forward to tanning this precious bottom!" said Dave, probably only half joking.

"Also, no pain. That was the rule, remember?" added John.

"Yeah, the 'no pain' and 'nothing illegal' safeguards are always in effect," I said. 

Wiggling her ass again, Summer flashed another sweet smile over her shoulder to Dave. "Don't mind them. A little pain is okay."

"Wow," said John, and Summer gave us a devastating grin.

"Still, Aaron's right," I said, shaking my head in amusement. "We don't want to mark her, nor do we want her so sore that she won't even be able to sit down, much less have any fun. I'm thinking we'd all like her ass to be a happy ass tomorrow night, not a painfully welted one."

"Unka Dave, was I that bad? I know I still deserve a spankin' and all, but maybe you can go a teensy bit gentle on me?" she cooed, giving him an adorably innocent look.

"We'll see, little one..." he said, with a steely grin.

Summer turned back to rest her face in her hands, silently awaiting her fate.

Whack!

"Ohhhh!"

Startled, she jumped.

Whack! Even harder.

Gasping quietly, Summer just took it, and Dave soothingly patted her bottom before lifting her skirt to take a peek at his handiwork.

"Hmmm...looks like someone chose not to wear any panties tonight," he smirked. "Was our little girl planning on misbehaving this evening?"

With a pretty giggle Summer looked right at John, who'd long since slipped her panties around his neck like a bandana.

"Actually," she said, smiling happily, "someone claimed my panties as 'the spoils of victory' during our peace negotiation!"

We all laughed, even Dave, until...

Whack! Whack! 

Whack! Whack! Whack! 

Summer cried out, but she didn't flinch. 

Lifting her skirt again, Dave pulled it over her hips and left it there, baring her cherry red bottom. Summer looked back at him, then at her bare ass exposed to everyone. Panting softly, she lowered her head to the couch and raised her ass even higher, spreading her legs another eight inches.

When Dave treated her to another three sharp whacks, we all watched her ass shudder and recoil. With Summer in tears from the beautiful pain, she reached back to feel her bottom. "It's so hot," she said, caressing it.

Dave blew on his fiery red hand before smoothing it over her ass with gentle strokes. He gave her a few more light slaps, alternating each one with loving caresses. "Such a baaad ass," he said teasingly, and she playfully shook her head in its defense.

He began fondling her sumptuous cheeks, pulling them in every direction. It was obvious that he was thoroughly enjoying the sight of her naked bottom, especially when he spread her open, exposing her pink pucker and shining wet pussy.

"It tingles," she said, looking back over her shoulder. "It's not a bad ass, I swear, Unka Dave," she breathed, wiggling it again for emphasis.

Continuing to sooth her mouthwatering bottom, Dave slipped two fingers into her crack and over her asshole. Her breath caught, then she relaxed when he slid the side of his hand through her deep channel, passing over her cute little star on his way down to her open labia.

"Aaron, since you're so concerned about your fashion project, go grab me some ice," Dave said, petting her delicate lips.

Aaron took off, quickly returning with a glass of ice. Instead of bringing normal ice cubes, though, he'd brought a glass full of crescent moons.

"Perfect. Thanks," Dave said, taking the glass. Plucking out a piece of ice, he slowly dragged it across Summer's tempting curves, wetting them.

She initially jumped at the cold kiss to her hot split, tightly clenching her cheeks. She relaxed when he pulled it back out and began a stroking routine, alternating touches of ice with fingertip caresses.

"Mmmmmm, that's nice," she smiled, completely relaxing her ass while spreading her legs even more. "It stings everywhere," she whispered.

Dave slid another crescent across her bewitching bottom, further cooling it down. Dropping the ice back into the glass, he used widening circles to smooth the cold water all over her lush perfection before slipping into her inviting crevice. Her inner thighs were dripping wet so he smoothed there too, delighting in every moment. Pulling his hands back, he drew first one then the other directly across the mouth of her pussy and up through her heavenly split.

Arching her back, seeking greater contact, Summer moaned as she raised her ass.

"Shhhhh," he whispered. "Relax, little one."

Summer stared up at me with a glazed expression, and I recalled her description of just how deeply Dave worshipped her ass. Savoring her bare bottom the way he was, she knew he was in his glory. The fact that she was encouraging him only trebled her excitement, and probably his too.

She smiled, letting me know she was still okay with what they were doing.

When Dave slid another crescent of ice into her deep crack, she remained relaxed. She even cooed a little, again murmuring, "Niiice." He wetted her down everywhere, from the top of her thighs all the way to her tailbone.

Her eyes flashed open, though, and she stared intently at me when Dave pressed the tip of the crescent into her asshole. Pushing gently, he inserted it all the way before pumping his finger in and out for a few delicious strokes. Her eyes wild, the muscles in her jaw working, Summer clenched her teeth in an attempt to avoid crying out. Her ass jerked again, then her whole body was wracked by an amazing spasm.

Dave pulled the crescent out, but he left it there, soothing it back and forth across her tender flesh. As Summer relaxed, he returned to dragging it all up and down her writhing split. When he passed it over her pussy, however, her legs and ass involuntarily clenched shut.

Leaning down, he whispered to her again. After a few tense moments, her body acquiesced, visibly softening for him. He stroked her outer labia, smoothing the water and her own juices all around her pussy; then, pressing his thumbs to either side of her trembling flower, he spread her lips.

John gasped when a small pool of what was obviously his own milky white cum dribbled onto Dave's fingertips.

Dave turned a thumb inward, collecting the pooling cum. Stroking through her pussy mouth, he pressed the side of his thumb past her lips, which bloomed in welcome. He slid the crescent across her sex and held it there; Summer's ass began gyrating around the ice, and soon enough the frozen moon was melting and shrinking. He slipped it inside her pussy, then he went back to stroking her tender petals. When the pooling cum thinned to a watery gray, he swept his hands smoothly over her ass again, stopping to cup and squeeze each perfect cheek before giving them a couple of finishing pats.

"All done, little one. That's enough punishment for one day."

Barely stirring, Summer continued slowly grinding her pussy against his hand, her bare ass glistening wet. The redness had diminished to a mere rosy glow.

Aaron smiled, knowing his blank canvas would shortly be restored.

"Up," Dave said, patting her beautiful bottom again. 

Summer roused herself only enough to lift her head and moan, "Mmmm, do I have to? I'm good, just like this. Please, Unka Dave, do some more."

Happily wiggling her ass high in the air, she flopped her head right back down.

Watching such a remarkable spectacle, all we could do was laugh. Summer was bare-ass naked, sprawled across the lap of someone who'd just paddled her spectacular bottom cherry red, and she absolutely did not want to stop.

"Yes, little one, you have to get up now. Uncle Dave needs to use the facilities."

Summer giggled, "Okay, fine, this one time I'll let you go. I don't know what's meaner, though, spanking me or making us stop."

When she sat up, Dave slid out from beneath her and immediately headed off towards the bathroom with a rampant bulge showing in the wet crotch of his pants.

Grinning as she watched him make his escape, Summer dropped back onto her stomach. With her bare ass still blushing pink, she reached out to grab another piece of ice from Dave's glass. Giving us a coy smile, she drew it through her circling slit before slowly teasing the dripping crescent over every tempting inch of her gorgeous bottom.

So, yes, all in all, even though she had somewhat ratcheted back the frequency of sexual encounters following the initial rush of those first few wild days, she still managed to keep things uniquely fun and exciting for everyone.

Summer was truly a woman beyond compare.

~ ~ ~

"Sweetie, is it true that you've been obsessing over how to dress me for tonight?"

Aaron actually blushed. "Well, I don't know about 'obsessing,' but yeah, I've been thinking about it a lot. I may never get another opportunity like this, you know?"

Smiling warmly, Summer reached across the table to clasp his hands. "Oh, you definitely will. I'll make sure of it."

Addressing the whole table, she said, "Okay, that settles it. My gift to Aaron was an invitation to design my outfit for tonight, and there was no mention of giving the entire Slobber Brigade a vote. Aaron, this one is all yours. When we get home, you're going to dress me, and I'll wear anything you want. You just need to choose."

"I already have," he smiled smugly.

"You're kidding, right?" I said, watching him in amusement. "After all your flip-flopping, now you suddenly know what you want? Okay, so which one did you finally pick?"

"The first one."

John asked, "What first one?"

Summer said, "When we opened the Christmas presents and you read your scroll, you mentioned that you really liked your gift. You had this evil little smile, as if you were already picturing it in your mind."




Christmas with Summer Ch. 05



Aaron grinned. "You caught that? Yeah, I was. Right off the bat I had something in mind, and I'm going to stick with it. I never told these guys about it, either."

"So what is it?" asked Dave.

Summer said, "I'm dying now to find out too. How could you have already picked something that night? The only clothes you'd seen me in to that point were my sundress, my little red shorts, and the white tank top. Oh, and my Santa's Helper lingerie, plus the Sikh outfit I wore to Sonny's wedding. What did you do, bring a dress with you? You didn't even know we were going to a formal New Year's party."

Aaron said, "Okay, I'll let you in on a little secret. I've just been messing with these guys this whole time. See, despite everything I said all week, I pretty much decided on the basic outfit that very first night. I did pick up something extra, though, a couple of days ago. I wasn't a hundred percent certain about what I'd have you wear, at least not down to the last detail, but I knew this was going to be a part of it. Man, I'm so glad I got this one additional thing. It'll be perfect. You're going to be the most beautiful sight ever."

John piped in, saying, "Careful, dude, that's what I've thought a dozen times already. Just forget about it. No matter what your number one is, she'll find a way to knock it down a peg or two. It usually doesn't even take a whole day."

"Got a new one again, huh?" smirked Dave. 

"Yep...absolutely."

Aaron said, "Let me guess. Last night, when Dave spanked her...and the ice cubes."

"You got it!" laughed John, then Dave and Aaron laughed too. 

Summer turned to me. "What in the world are they talking about?" 

Intentionally ignoring her, I laughed right along with them, and she gave me a silly look of pure murder.

Aaron smirked at Dave and John. "Okay, along those same lines, here's another hint, and it concerns that extra thing I bought her the other day. Remember the morning on the patio, when Summer was asleep on the lounger?"

"Yeah, I remember," said Dave.

"Definitely," added John. "That was my new number one."

"Exactly," said Aaron. "It was mine too, at least to that point. Dave's deal with her, though, that might've topped it for me, just like it did for you. Still, think back to the one key moment that morning, when you gasped."

"Okay, yeah, I know what you're talking about, but what does that have to do with whatever you bought her to wear?"

"Once you see her, it won't take two seconds for you to get it. I went out looking for something very specific, and I can't believe I found it. You guys will die when you see her."

Becoming even more frustrated, Summer just glared at me.

"Hey," I laughed, holding up my palms in self-defense, "I wasn't there for whatever it is they're talking about. I don't know any more about this than you do."

Exasperated, Summer gave us the cutest little petulant pout. "Look at you monkeys, with all your secrets and riddles! Fine, I want to see what you goofballs are talking about, so let's get out of here already. God, you guys are going to drive me crazy!"

~ ~ ~

"One question," Summer said, leaning against me as we stood in our living room. With the moonlight filtering in through a skylight her hair was a shimmering fire, and her shining eyes sparkled like those of a happy child. "David, John, when are you two going to do your presents?"

"Tonight," said Dave.

"Tonight," echoed John. 

She looked at them in astonishment. "Tonight? But...how?"

Suddenly it dawned on her.

"Oh, wait. The day David and I went to the beach, when you idiots lied to me about what you were doing...that was about your gifts. You guys all schemed up something for tonight during your secret little treehouse meetings, didn't you?"

She grinned triumphantly, pleased with her cleverness.

"Yep!" said John.

Catching my look of concern, he returned it with a dismissive smirk, as if to say, "Don't sweat it."

"You got it, smarty pants!" he continued, smiling brightly. "Tonight all three of us redeem our gifts, and yep, we arranged everything all secret-like behind your back, just as you suspected."

It finally hit me, what he was doing. He was removing her suspicions by confirming them. Of course he left out the biggest thing, but she couldn't possibly know that, could she?

My worries melted away. Everything was going to work.

Summer said, "Okay, if this is all happening tonight, then I guess Aaron's gift will have to come first. So whose gift is next?"

"After Aaron dresses you, I'll kidnap you and have my 'perfect Christmas holiday evening' with you," said Dave. "Just before midnight we'll all meet up again for the party at the hotel, then it'll be time to play John's game. Beautiful lady, you are in for one special evening."

It'd been a couple of days since Summer had last broken down, but with Dave's words she couldn't help herself. Her eyes welled up, and her voice cracked as she said, "I don't know what you guys have planned, but I just want to tell you that this has already been the greatest week of my life. Thank you, all of you, and thank you, Jake, for bringing this together. From the sounds of things I may be too knocked out later to thank everyone properly, so I want to thank you now and tell you each how much I love you."

Openly weeping, she held out her arms to them. One by one they came to her, hugging her in a sandwich with me.

When Dave gently touched her face while affectionately kissing the top of her head, her entire body was wracked by a huge sob. She held his hand to her face, kissing it before caressing it with her cheek, and he leaned down to look into her eyes. Cradling her chin in his other hand, he said, "We love you, sweet angel. Always know that. You are a deeply loved and cherished girl."

Summer's dazzling eyes shone like diamonds at rest in a glass of champagne as she turned to me and whispered, "Oh, god, baby, I love you so much. Never let me go. Please, Jake, never let me go. Promise me."

"Forever, Summer, I promise," I whispered in return.

She searched my eyes, her expression so hopeful...so vulnerable...so achingly beautiful. It nearly broke my heart, and I silently made a solemn vow that I would never be the reason for sadness or disappointment to color my golden Summer's perfect face.

While we quietly hugged, Aaron went out to his car, returning a moment later with a lavender bag.

"What's that?" John asked. 

"It's my Christmas present to Summer," Aaron said. 

"Let's see it!" said John.

"You will, don't worry!" he chuckled. "Besides, you already have seen it, or at least the vision that inspired it."

"The other morning, on her sun lounger," Dave said. 

Aaron grinned. "Yep. Besides, I can't show it to you. Summer has to be the one."

"You guys are killing me here!" she laughed. "C'mon, Aaron, it's time. Come redeem your Christmas gift. Oh, and by the way, you guys, don't even think about barging in to get any sneak previews. No one is to enter the bedroom, not even you, Jake. I'll come back out only when Aaron says I'm good and ready."

~ ~ ~

Summer stood before her bedroom's closet mirror, with a smiling Aaron directly behind her. "I can't wait to see what you finally decided," she grinned, turning to move into his arms.

"Let's start here..." he said, reaching for the hem of her tank top.

Beaming beautifully, Summer let him pull it up and over her head. "I think I like this outfit already," she said with a sexy giggle, and he was enchanted by the way her breasts seemed to giggle right along with her.

"Aaron, this is going to seem like a conceited question, and I honestly don't mean it to be, but do you like my breasts?" she asked, cupping them and pulling on her nipples, bringing them to full attention.

"Summer, they're perfect, absolutely perfect, the same as every other inch of you..." he answered, squeezing one of her full mounds into his mouth. Swirling his tongue around her nipple before lightly biting down, he made her gasp. "Of course I don't just like them, I love them. They're indescribably beautiful. In fact, 'beautiful' and 'perfect' don't even begin to do them justice. Believe me, and I'm not just saying this, but I've never seen such ideal, flawless breasts. They're like breasts from heaven."

Sighing, she tenderly held his face to her nipple. "I know this will sound terrible, but I was only wondering about my breasts because of the way men go so crazy over my ass and pussy, and...god, I can't believe I'm saying this...especially my asshole. I swear, Aaron, everyone always loves my ass and pussy. You all want my pussy so much; sometimes, even if it's just to see it. You guys keep telling me these things, and it's almost always about how my pussy and ass look and feel! It makes me wonder, is there something wrong with my breasts?"

She laughed with embarrassment, covering her blushing face in her hands.

Hugging her, Aaron laughed too. "Listen to me, girl. I swear to god, I will never lie to you, and I'm telling you right now that trying to choose a favorite part of you is like trying to pick out your favorite star in an endless velvet sky. It's like trying to choose your favorite breath. Summer, you are the most beautiful woman in the world - every blessed inch of you. You simply could not be more beautiful. You are the first person I have ever seen who is literally flawless: a perfect woman. That perfection includes your breasts. Your breasts would cause wars, if only everyone wasn't already fighting over the beauty of your pussy, your ass, your legs, and especially your heartbreakingly gorgeous face...the face of an angel."

"Aaron, tell me, am I going to make it through this evening alive?" she asked softly. Holding his face in her hands, she searched his eyes.

"Alive and well...very well," he said, hugging her tightly. "I love you, Summer. We all love you, and tonight will be one wonderful moment after another for you, I promise."

"I love you too, Aaron. God, I do. You are so completely beautiful, and such an incredible, wonderful lover. You always make me feel like a precious jewel."

Grinning, he reached down to her skirt. "Okay, we need to lose this too." 

"You want me naked? Mmmm, I can do that. I love being naked for you. Aaron, if that's what you really want, then let me go naked for you tonight," she said, smiling warmly. Loosening the clasp, she unzipped her skirt, and with a sexy wriggle of her hips she made it float down to her pretty feet.

Standing before him completely nude, she waited expectantly.

"Though I would always prefer to see your breathtakingly gorgeous body naked," he began, transfixed by her majestic beauty, "the challenge I assigned myself for tonight was not merely to place your stunning perfection on display. No, somehow I had to find a way to complement it."

"You know my naked body is yours to do with as you will. Baby, you've got me so turned on right now that my naked pussy is dripping down my naked thighs, and I'm guessing you already know that too," she said, with an incendiary smile.

"I do," he answered, dropping to his knees before her. "You're so wet, Summer...." Bringing his hands to the tops of her moist thighs, he pressed his face to her pussy, deeply inhaling her intoxicating scent.

Quivering at his touch, she whispered, "I'm not going to make it out alive tonight, I just know it."

"We'll keep you on life support if we have to, I promise. We need you alive. We have big plans for you." And with that, Aaron allowed himself a long, slow lick through her glistening flower. "God, I love you," he said, moaning into her pussy.

She came then; a small, beautiful cum, and he was delighted. Rising to his feet, he kissed her on the lips. Her eyes fluttering, she returned his kiss, whispering, "Please, make love to me. I want you so badly, I can't wait any longer." Undoing his jeans, she knelt before him. "Even if all I can have right now is a little taste, like our first time, please, just let me feel you inside me again."

With a knowing smile, she pulled out his erection. Pausing to admire it, she held it lovingly in her hand, kissing it and cooing to it before taking it into her mouth.

Aaron looked on in wonderment as she tugged his pants off while taking him all the way down her throat. "I love your cock, Aaron. I absolutely love it," she grinned, stopping to toss his pants aside.

Returning to her feet, she threw her arms around his neck and draped her right leg over his hip. Reaching down to grasp his cock, she guided it to her steaming entrance; then, punching her hips forward, she took him into her body. Her eyes were smoldering as she said, "Whatever we do tonight, I want your cum inside me. Please, baby, fuck me. I need you to fill me with cum." She clutched his ass with both hands and urged him on; standing with their bodies slapping together, they kissed and fucked with wild abandon.

"Fuck me, baby! Fuck me! Fuck me! God, fuck me!" she moaned, pounding her pussy up and down his pulsing cock.

Aaron lifted her into his arms, holding her off the ground as he drove again and again inside her. Increasing the speed of his thrusts, he hotly moaned in her ear, "Fuck...fuck! I'm almost there!"

With her gorgeous breasts bouncing against his chest, she continued to ravage his enormous shaft, finally crying out in exultation when she felt his massive orgasm deep in her pussy. "Yes! Yes!" she shouted, overwhelmed by the sheer volume of cum flooding her silky walls. He just kept shooting and shooting, and it felt so gloriously perfect to her. She could feel the torrent of thick, hot cum pouring into her pussy...bathing her womb...and it was everything she ever wanted.

When they finally collapsed to the bed together, Summer panted, "God, Aaron, that was amazing! You filled my pussy with so much cum, it was like a fire hose going off inside me! Mmmmmm, I'll be dripping cum all night. Thank you, baby. That was absolutely perfect."

Trembling, Aaron stared into her eyes. Summer hugged him close, holding his softening cock inside her. She rolled him on top and stroked his face while affectionately clenching her pussy, until finally he slipped out.

After kissing her dewy breasts and swollen lips for a few more moments, he headed to the bathroom. She heard him peeing, then the faucet turning on and off. When she sat up, she felt his warm cum starting to drip from her pussy. Smiling to herself, she rubbed her thighs together, luxuriating in the feeling.

Returning from the bathroom, Aaron lay on top of her; she hugged him, bringing them cheek to cheek. For many long moments, all they did was breathe together.

"I love you," she finally whispered.

Her heart soared when she saw his eyes overflowing. She kissed his tears and hugged him more tightly, breathing her love into his ear. 

Spreading her legs, she gave a soft gasp when he slid back inside. They moved gently together, their hips dancing in perfect harmony. Sinking his cock all the way in, he lingered to explore her welcoming depths before easing back out; her pussy was hot silk caressing his invading shaft, and tears of joy ran down her beautiful face.

"Love you...love you...love you..." she chanted in rhythm with his hard flesh penetrating her glistening wet folds; all she wanted was for him to keep kissing deep inside her pussy. "You belong inside me, always," she whispered, opening her shining eyes. "Always," she repeated, her eyes fluttering when he came again, his warm, precious gift pouring into her womb.

"Mmmmmm...love you in my pussy...love your cum in my pussy..." she moaned, undulating her hips as she milked his pulsing cock.

"Angel, I will never love anyone the way I love you, but we do need to get started on dressing you," Aaron finally said, having savored her for as long as he dared.

"If we must," she smiled, breathing it into his mouth.

Pulling his pants back on, Aaron sat on the bed as she stood before him. 

"Okay, what's next?" she asked, turning to face her mirrored closet. She saw Aaron staring at her ass before he elevated his gaze to admire her breasts.

"So you do prefer my breasts," she smiled.

Never taking his eyes off of her, he said, "I do. I also prefer your ass, your legs, and your sexy back. I prefer your silky arms and sweet tummy, and I prefer your soft skin. I prefer your gorgeous pussy, too. More than anything, though, I prefer your laughing voice, and your eyes when you smile. Your perfect ass and classically sculpted breasts are just what I'm treating myself to at the moment."

She bent at the waist and wiggled her ass. Using two fingers, she lewdly spread her soaking wet pussy for him. "See what you do to me when you stare at me that way?"

Aaron went to her, kneeling to cup her ass.

"Don't you start again, baby, not unless you're going to finish," she smiled, watching him in the mirror.

"I won't. I just want a small taste, and I want to say thank you."

He kissed her smooth bottom, one cheek then the other, giving each a loving squeeze. Spreading her open, he slid two fingers deep into her pussy as he kissed her adorable pucker, making Summer gasp. Quickly reversing his attack, he slid two fingers into her ass while kissing and sucking her pussy. "Thank you, perfect beauty," he whispered, petting her with deep affection before returning to his seat on the bed.

With her ass still writhing for more, Summer held herself up on shaky legs against the mirrored door. 'So good...so good...don't know how much more of this I can stand...' she thought, moaning in pure desire.

"Summer..." he grinned, interrupting her reverie.

"Sorry," she answered. "Mmmm, god, you just don't know what you're doing to me. Okay, back to business. What do you want me to wear?"

"Where did you put that outfit you wore for Sonny's wedding?"

She gave him a curious look. "Really? That's what you want me to wear tonight?"

"Well, sort of," he said, with a pleased smile. "Do you still have it?"

"Sure, it's over here. I actually don't know whether I'm supposed to keep this stuff or give it back," she giggled. Naked, she padded across the bedroom to grab a bag from her dresser. She brought it to him and pulled out the contents: the blue silk pants, the sari, the coverlet, and the blue heels. The final thing was the sheer scarf they'd used to wrap her hair and shroud her face.

She looked at him, waiting.

"Tough shit for them if they want it all back. You're keeping at least one thing," he grinned. Reaching into the bag he'd brought in from the car, he pulled out some tiny royal blue silk ribbons and a small embroidery needle.

Fascinated, she sat down beside him and watched as he spread the sheer scarf out on the bed. She was surprised to see just how long it really was, since the girls in Sonny's family had only used it to tie up her hair and shroud her face. Because they stood directly behind her the entire time they were adjusting it, she never noticed that the scarf was actually quite a large rectangle; seeing it laid out in full, she estimated it to be six feet in length and two feet wide.

"What are you doing?" she finally asked.

"Shhhh," he answered, poking holes through the scarf with the embroidery needle.

Stirring impatiently, she was becoming really curious.

When he was finished poking holes in the scarf, he grabbed the blue heels, noticing for the first time that they were covered in a silken material. 'Nice,' he thought. "Give..." he said, taking her by her slender ankle. She scooted forward to the edge of the bed, giggling as she offered him her dainty foot. Smiling, he caressed it for a few moments before slipping on the blue heel.

She brought her foot up to look at it in the mirror, spreading her legs and opening her pussy in the process. When Aaron leaned down to kiss her delectable lips, she affectionately stroked his hair.




Christmas with Summer Ch. 05



"See, Summer?" he grinned from between her legs. "Now do you realize just how great this Christmas present you gave me really is? Dressing you, I have total access to your body. Did you plan it this way? You didn't even know me yet when you came up with this gift."

"Details," she smiled.

"Okay, now the second one..." he said, kissing her pussy again.

She offered him her other foot, and he repeated the process. When she had both heels on, she brought her legs together and lifted them high in the air, twirling her feet to admire her heels from different angles.

"Jesus, Summer," he moaned.

She grinned when he leaned in to lick her pussy. Still holding her legs high, she let him drink to his heart's content from her flowing fountain. "Mmmm, Aaron, that's so wonderful," she purred, arching her back and raising her hips in response to his voracious tongue.

"Gotta stop...gotta stop. Stand, girl," he said, reluctantly pulling himself from her glorious pussy and those amazing legs. When she stood, naked except for her blue heels, he positioned her so that she was again facing her closet mirror. He painted his fingertips up the backs of her thighs and over her smooth, round bottom, his gentle touch making her skin tingle.

"I love what these heels do for your legs and ass. You're just impossibly gorgeous," he whispered. Standing behind her with his hands resting on her bare hips, he studied her luminous face in the mirror.

"What now?" she asked breathlessly.

"Now we try on your outfit," he answered.

She was about to say something, then thought better of it. Instead, she watched as he picked up the large scarf and brought it to her. "Arms at your sides," he said.

She was well past the giggling stage. Focusing on his every movement, she was intensely curious as to what he had planned for her; she knew it was going to be special, whatever it was.

Obediently, she held her arms at her sides.

"Stand still. Don't move," he said. Slowly circling her, he ended up in front of her, where he draped the scarf over her left shoulder before sliding it back and forth a few times. "Keep standing still." As he moved around her again, she felt him touching the scarf, gently tugging on it.

"Hmmm, one or two?" he mused aloud, holding her waist in both hands. "Oooh, yeah, this will work out perfectly. It's going to be even better than I thought."

As he intently contemplated her in the mirror, she stood excited and nervous, watching him.

'This is the hottest thing ever, being dressed by my lover,' she thought.

With Aaron fully drinking in the sight of her standing nude before him, she smiled beguilingly.

"Okay, this will definitely work," he finally said.

Starting with the right side of her body, Aaron used the embroidery needle to feed the fine silk ribbon through the lower of the two holes on the side of the scarf he'd draped over her back. Next, he fed it through the higher of the two holes on the side he'd draped over her front, tying it together in a little bow. He reversed the process with the other two holes before repeating everything on the left side of her body.

When he was finished, Summer saw what he'd created. Using the tiny ribbons to fashion a crisscross pattern of stays, he'd transformed her scarf into a transparent dress that draped over one shoulder in a bunch before fanning out as it cascaded down her body front and back, the ribbons forming four-inch wide, waist-high X-patterns on either side. The X-patterns were tied very loosely, allowing a body-width gap between the front and back portions of the sheer scarf.

Her sides were left bare. She could see the full swells of her breasts, and her torso, hips and legs were completely exposed. With the scarf floating delicately over her back, her curvy ass was in plain sight.

"Turn," Aaron said. 

She turned to face away from the mirror, and together they studied the rear view. While the scarf had sufficient width to cover all but the outermost contours of her hips, it was so short that it only barely shrouded her ass. She had maybe three inches to spare, and she knew that with the material being so light and wispy those three inches would immediately disappear with virtually any movement she made.

She imagined how she would feel wearing something so revealing while dancing at a formal-wear party in a crowded hall, and her pussy pulsed. Moreover, she noticed that the scarf was of a fine gossamer material; though it wasn't completely sheer, it was still dangerously transparent. Had it been white rather than royal blue it would've been totally sheer. As it was, she could see the deep cleft of her ass, which somehow made her seem even more naked than if she'd been truly nude. She could also clearly see the rear view of her dripping pussy. Smiling to herself, she realized that in heels she didn't need to spread her legs or bend forward at all in order to display her tempting sex.

Even when barefoot, standing straight and tall, the natural separation of her ass and thighs afforded anyone behind her an inviting view of her pussy. She had always loved that sexy quirk of her body; with the addition of high heels, it became nearly obscene.

Admiring her bottom in the mirror, she saw that it appeared as if she was offering up her luscious pussy on a serving dish.

"Turn," he said again.

Turning to face the mirror, she gasped. Her bare nipples were vividly on display, as was her alluring belly button. She could easily make out the perfectly symmetrical circles of her silver-dollar areolas, and her erect tips were veritable lighthouse beacons rising from the crowns of her proud breasts. Again, although her scarf wasn't completely sheer in the front either, it was very see-through, and that was in the subdued lighting of her bedroom.

"I can just imagine how this will look under bright lights. I'll be naked for you tonight after all," she grinned, thrilling at the thought.

"We'll see about that. Spread your legs a bit," smiled Aaron.

Spreading her feet shoulder-width apart, she could clearly see her pouting labia. "Mmmmmm, you are sending me out naked tonight. It's a good thing I'm shaved, so you can really see everything. In this scarf, you can see my lips," she smiled, watching him in the mirror as he studied her pussy.

Grinning, he said, "You look so perfect right now that I almost do want to send you out there tonight just like this, but no, we're not finished yet."

She watched as he went to his lavender bag and pulled out four gift boxes, each finished in black velvet. "Merry Christmas, Summer. I hope you'll always remember this night as fondly as I will," he said, presenting them to her.

When he opened the first box, Summer's hands went to her mouth in shock.

"Angel, you won't be completely naked tonight. I knew I couldn't send you out totally nude, yet it was difficult to find anything that wouldn't mar the perfection of your bare body. It took a while, but I finally found some things that I think will complement your beauty."

"Oh my god, Aaron," she said, her eyes filling with tears. "They're...they're so beautiful. They can't be real," she whispered in wonderment.

"Yes, they're all real. I would never offer you anything fake. Summer, these pieces are my Christmas gift to you. They can't even begin to approach what you've given me, but I hope you'll always think of me whenever you wear them.

"Here, you're my Christmas tree now. Let's decorate you."

The first thing he showed her was a pair of earrings. They were a single strand apiece, each with six large pearls, including a two-carat princess-cut diamond at the top and bottom of each strand.

"May I?" he asked, holding one strand to her ear.

No longer able to speak through her tears, Summer could only give a tiny nod.

"Beautiful," Aaron said, turning her to face the mirror after he'd set both strands. The diamonds sparkled brightly, and the pearls danced across her cheek.

Next he pulled out an expansive necklace of pearls, diamonds and sapphires. Formed into icicles falling upon her chest to kiss the tops of her breasts, there were five widely spaced strands of pearls trailing down from dual bands of alternating diamonds and sapphires that caressed her slender neck. At either end of each hanging string of pearls shone a large diamond.

"The sapphires are for the beautiful blue of your eyes, and the diamonds are for their enchanting sparkle," he said. Glancing in the mirror as he kissed her neck, he noticed her mysterious eyes had turned his favorite shade of deep blue through her dazzling tears.

"And the pearls are for your wonderful white cum on my breasts," she finally managed to say. "That's what you were hinting at to John and Dave, wasn't it?"

"Yes, Summer. You're so beautiful when you wear my cum."

"I never feel more beautiful than when I'm wearing your cum. Even this gorgeous necklace isn't as beautiful to me as your cum glistening on my skin. Aaron, I don't know what to say. I never could've prepared for this, or even imagined it. This is overwhelming."

"Shhh," he said, opening the next gift box. Her breath caught when he clasped a sterling silver armband around her right biceps. Grecian in design, with delicate filigree tracing each edge, in its center was the image of a woman's eye formed of pearls, sapphires and onyx.

"Oh my god, Aaron, it's incredible! I've never seen anything like it! Where did you find it?"

"A friend of mine is an artist, and I had her alter a piece she'd already almost finished. I begged her to change the eye color to blue, to match the shade yours become when you're really happy. She said you'd better be one special girl, since it was a total pain in the ass for her to have to redo the iris. I assured her that as beautiful as her piece is, it belonged only on the most beautiful woman in the world, and that's exactly where it was going. I think she liked that idea, because she stopped bitching and seemed happy to do it."

"Please thank her for me," Summer said, gently touching the intricate gem work.

"I will, and so can you. We'll go drop in on her sometime. When she sees you wearing her piece, she'll want you to model all her work, I guarantee it."

Next, Aaron brought forth an elegant diamond and pearl anklet that matched the earrings. They were a single strand of fine white pearls, with a diamond clasp. Placing it on her right ankle, he added a tender kiss.

Summer stared down at Aaron kneeling before her. "This is amazing. You are amazing. Aaron, you always make me feel like a goddess."

Bending her knee, she raised her heel to admire her new anklet. "It's so smooth and slinky, and absolutely gorgeous! I love it!"

"God, Summer...your legs...you are just so impossibly beautiful," he said in wonder. Staring up at her, he nuzzled her sleek calf with his lips.

"I'm impossibly lucky, and impossibly happy," she smiled, leaning down to kiss and hug him. "I'm also still naked! Wooohoo!" she giggled.

"Ahh, but not for long. I saved the best for last..." he said, pulling out a larger gift box. "Close your eyes, Summer."

Floating on a cloud, she closed her eyes. She couldn't imagine what else her wonderful man had up his sleeve, nor did she even try. She simply stood basking in the feeling of cool pearls touching her body, as well as those warmer ones still dripping from her pussy. Sensing his hands raising her scarf, she heard the faintest of smooth tinkling sounds, then something was placed on her hips. She gasped when she felt his fingers at her pussy...a slight penetration through her wet lips...a gentle tugging...finally, her scarf drifting back down, softly coming to rest atop the elegant slopes of her gorgeous bottom.

"You may open your eyes now, Summer."

When Summer opened her eyes, she instantly became lightheaded. Wavering, she was held steady by Aaron. Blinking again and again, she stared in the mirror, certain that she had to be dreaming.

"Holy...oh my god...Aaron, this is impossible! You did not do this! It must have cost a fortune! You can't give me this!"

"Merry Christmas, angel," he smiled, hugging her from behind. "You're definitely worth it. You are worth so much more, but at least this does some justice to your perfection. I hope you like it."

"Oh god, Aaron, what did you do?!"

Shining beneath her sheer scarf was an incredible array of pearls, sapphires and diamonds forming a g-string panty that matched her necklace. Dual strands of diamonds and sapphires again made up the waistband, while an elaborate flower of diamonds, pearls and sapphires were crafted into a clever clasp in the back. Attached to the lower of the two strands was a single streak of glowing white pearls running front to back between her legs.

Her bottom remained bare, as the single strand merely bisected her smooth curves. The pearls looked amazing on her golden skin, the beautiful separation of her ass rendered even more exquisite by the tantalizing contrast.

A single pearl kissed her blushing pink star, then the strand of pearls split the deeper pinks of her pussy lips before reappearing in the front as a dramatic slash of shimmering white that opened and brilliantly displayed her moist, succulent labia. After caressing her clit on their upward journey, the pearls joined another flower of diamonds, pearls and sapphires at the center of the lower strand of the waistband.

Summer smiled dreamily in the mirror. "These pearls represent your cum dripping from my ass and pussy. That morning on the patio, when I was lying on my stomach, you all saw cum leaking out of me, didn't you?"

"Yes, Summer. That vision inspired my search for these panties. It was the most amazing thing I'd ever seen, and John and Dave agreed. You can't even imagine how beautiful you were. This is as close as I could come to recreating that look for a New Year's party."

"Ohhh god, Aaron...mmmm. Still, you didn't need to do this. Honey, you know you can always have the real thing. If you want to see your cum dripping from my ass and pussy tonight, just keep making love to me. Decorate me in cum. Baby, I promise you, I'll wear it with pride. Don't you realize that even now your warm cum is spilling from my pussy, and that's exactly how I want it?"

"This is a special evening, Summer. You'll see. To accomplish everything we have in store for you tonight we need you to wear at least a little something."

"I'm 'legal' now, you mean," she smiled. 

"For where we're going, yes."

"Oh, god. Are you going to tell me what we're doing tonight?"

"No, angel, I can't. Other gifts still await you, and I'm not about to spoil the surprise."

Beaming, he held his hand over her head in a formal presentation. "My gift was to dress you in a manner befitting this most auspicious of evenings. Now, princess, let me see you walk in your beautiful raiments."

Crossing one foot in front of the other while slowly strutting around the bedroom, Summer gasped at the sensation of the pearls slipping back and forth through her pussy and over her clit. Her 'dress' was so lightweight that the slightest of movements caused it to breeze up, playfully exposing her. She saw her ass through the scarf, the exquisite white strand dividing and vividly describing the centerline of her smooth, sexy bottom. Shaking her head in amazement, her eyes were drawn to the sapphires and diamonds sparkling on her dancing hips. She sat on the bed and crossed her legs before the mirror, noticing when her thighs parted that the single strand in the front had slipped inside her pussy; those pearls were only visible as they entered and exited her bare slit, otherwise the heart of her dripping sex was naked where it embraced its precious treasure.

"Aaron, this is the most wicked outfit I have ever seen. I can't believe you came up with all this. The way these pearls feel in my pussy, I think I'll be cumming the entire night just from walking, or even from simply crossing my legs. You, sir, are an evil genius, and I love you for it."

"It's wicked, yes, yet it's still elegant and beautiful. I want you on display. When people see you tonight, they'll say to themselves, 'Now there is a woman to be worshipped. As long as I live, I will never see her equal.' You say I make you feel like a goddess? You are a goddess."

Taking her hand, he brought it to his lips, then he gently touched her face. "Thank you for this perfect gift. Summer, how did you know?"

Her joyous eyes shining warm and loving, she smiled, "I got lucky?"

~ ~ ~

"Okay, guys, she'll be out in just a few."

"It's about time! We were beginning to wonder whether you two were ever going to come back," John said, smirking at Aaron.

"We still have a ride to catch," cautioned Dave.

"C'mon, let Aaron enjoy this," I said. "I have a feeling it will be well worth the wait."

Aaron said, "I want you all to go into the den now. I'm going to bring Summer out to you. When you hear the bedroom door open, close your eyes. Don't open them until I say so, and don't cheat."

We heard Summer call out from the bedroom, "Aaron, could you come back, please? I need you to check one last thing!" 

Grinning, Aaron returned to the bedroom.

~ ~ ~

"I just want to make sure you think my hair and make-up are okay. I tried not to overdo it."

Matching the exotic look of the scarf, Summer had applied a light dusting of smoky indigo eye shadow to complement the provocative crimson of her glossy lips. Her long hair was tied up in the back, two strands trailing down to frame her beautiful face.

Aaron stared curiously at her bare arms and legs, their subtle sheen having caught his eye.

"Oh, that? I smoothed on some glitter body lotion. Look..." she giggled, posing with her leg out. Next she presented her bare arm for his inspection before raising her drape to reveal her glimmering bottom. Finishing with a flourish, she showed him her sparkly stomach and breasts. "I went for the goddess look, like you said."

"Perfect. You're a walking dream."

"As thoroughly drenched as you've made me, I must be a walking wet dream," she grinned. "Okay, I'm ready. Make them close their eyes, like you made me close mine."

"Way ahead of you, beautiful girl. I already told them."

Aaron took Summer by the hand and led her into the den, where he stood her before the fireplace. Smiling with deep satisfaction, he noticed that the flickering flames gave Summer an ethereal glow.

"Hands clasped behind your back, shoulders straight, chest out, legs spread. Make me proud, angel," he whispered.

Giggling beneath her breath, she tried to position herself as instructed. When she thought she had it just right, she looked to him for approval.

"You're perfect," he grinned, kissing her on the cheek.

Shooting him a nervous look, she pounded her chest with her fist, making a motion like her heart was going to leap right out.

He whispered, "They'll never stand a chance. Knock 'em dead, gorgeous."

~ ~ ~

At long last we finally heard Aaron and Summer leave the bedroom and come into the den. As we sat anxiously waiting amid the crackling sounds of the fire, Aaron whispered to her a few times before saying, "Okay, guys, you can open your eyes now."

Whatever reaction Summer was expecting from us when we opened our eyes, I'm sure it certainly wasn't the one she received, which was utter...stunned silence.

We were all too awed to speak.

Backlit by the fire, appearing less like an earthly woman and more like a spirit descended from the heavens, there stood Summer before us.

John finally said, "New number one, and nothing will ever top this. No way. This time I'm absolutely sure."

Rising from the couch to go to them, I think he surprised us all when he hugged Aaron instead of Summer. "I can't believe you did it," he grinned, slapping him on the back, then he knelt before Summer. Bringing her hand to his lips for a soft kiss, he looked into her eyes. "Never...no one..." he said quietly.




Christmas with Summer Ch. 05



That was it. Returning to his feet, he headed straight for his room.

Clearly at a loss as to what had just happened, Summer turned first to me then to Dave, who broke the ice by going over to shake Aaron's hand. When I got up to join them, he shook mine too. "This is it. We're doing this tonight," he said determinedly.

We both nodded, and he gave me a big hug. When Aaron grinned, Summer looked even more confused.

Dave turned to take her hands. "Summer, I want you to know that tonight will be the greatest honor of my life. No mere words could ever express how I truly feel, so let me just say...thank you."

Then, just like John, he kissed her hands before taking off to his room.

Aaron and I hugged, and he thanked me for the gift of Summer. I shook his hand, warmly thanking him in turn. Saying he needed to start getting ready for the party, he gave our blushing girl a final hug before collecting his things and heading to the bathroom.

With my heart doing somersaults, I took Summer's hands. Gazing at her in wonder, I was simply amazed. Though I'd seen my beautiful girl so many times before, it felt as if I was seeing her for the very first time, and I wasn't sure I could believe my eyes.

Meanwhile, Summer remained at a total loss. "What...what's happening? What just happened here?" she stammered, concern etched on her face, her eyes welling up when she saw that mine had already begun to spill. "Jake, tell me! Did I do something wrong?"

Taking her in my arms for a crushing hug, I just wouldn't let go. Since she didn't know what else to do, she began stroking my back while searching my eyes, until finally I whispered, "No, baby, you did nothing wrong. Everything you did was absolutely right."

"Then what's wrong? Why are you crying, and why didn't anyone say anything?"

"They did, baby. They said everything. Didn't you hear them?"

"Why did they all leave?"

"They had to, angel. Except for Aaron, I don't think they could handle it. You even made John go speechless."

"Honey, I don't get it."

"Shhh. You will. I promise, you will."

She looked closely at me. "Jake, at least tell me you're okay. Tell me what you're thinking."

"Summer, I never dreamed there could be someone like you. I swear, you've done something so amazing to my heart that I can't even begin to comprehend it. I almost don't believe you're real, much less that you're actually mine."

"But I am yours, Jake, and I always will be, for as long as you'll have me. Please, tell me what just happened here. Why did everyone act that way, and what was all that with John and Aaron?"

"Summer, Aaron surpassed anything any of us could've imagined. With the simplest creation he revealed the most exquisite beauty, complemented by dazzling extravagance. Baby, if I tell you something, will you promise to keep it a secret? It's not hurtful or anything, but I really do need you to keep this to yourself. You'll know why, once I tell you."

"Okay, I promise," she whispered.

"Honey, the things you're wearing right now are worth much more than what both of us combined earn in a year. Everything you have on is real."

Summer was stunned. "I know Aaron said it was all real, but...how...how could that be?" she asked, stammering again. "You're telling me these things cost something like a hundred thousand dollars, and Aaron is just giving them to me?"

"More like a quarter million, and that's just for the panties.

"Okay, Christmas Day, when you and Dave were at the beach, John and I went with Aaron to see a friend of his at some specialty jewelry store in Beverly Hills. We watched as the guy showed Aaron a dozen or so different pieces, including a few of the things you're wearing now. After Aaron spoke to the guy in private, we all left, and he never said another word about it. I guess we figured he didn't find anything he really liked and was just humoring the guy by checking out his crazy stuff. He must have arranged for the purchase then. You know he disappeared for a good part of the day yesterday, so I'm assuming that's when he picked everything up.

"The only thing we saw him choose was your arm bracelet. Once we left Beverly Hills, he took us to a little shop in Santa Monica. Again, despite it being Christmas Day, he had a friend waiting there. They'd obviously already talked about the bracelet because the woman had it ready for him, and it was the only thing she showed him. He got her to agree to change it around a little, though she said she would need a few days. He told her that was fine, as long as she could definitely have it done by today. When she promised she would, he went ahead and paid for it, and we took off.

"Baby, we thought that was all he was getting you, so that's why John hugged him just now. He knows what Aaron did for you, and for all of us. That's why you can't let Aaron know that I told you any of this. We don't want to embarrass him."

"I won't, Jake, I promise. Still, why would he do that, and how can he even afford to do something so crazy?"

"I can't answer your first question, except to say that he was really blown away by the generosity of your gift. Summer, Aaron loves you. He truly loves you. He thinks you're magic."

As I described Aaron's feelings for her, the joy in Summer's azure eyes was too beautiful for words.

"To answer your second question, Aaron is a wealthy man. He isn't just a software designer. He owns his own software company. Although he's never done anything like this before, he can definitely afford it. You should also know that Dave with his construction company is very well off too, and please don't mention that either. John and I are the paupers of our little group, but you know what? John has always been happier than any of us, at least until I met you. Now they all take a back seat to me."

I smiled, and she finally began to relax. Pulling away from me, she gently touched her arm bracelet. "This is amazing," she said, clearly awestruck.

"It better be," I grinned. "That little fella cost twenty-something grand."

Summer gasped, quickly snatching her hand away as if she'd just touched a hot stove.

Laughing, I whispered, "Baby, if you think that's bad, your necklace was nearly as much as your panties."

Her face turned white. "You can't be serious," she whispered. "Please tell me you're just joking."

"Sorry, sweetie, but none of this is a joke, so I need you to do me a big favor. The next time you get all excited and take your panties off for some horny frat boys at the beach, please make sure you're not wearing these panties, okay?"

Guffawing, she punched me in the shoulder. "Okay, fine," she giggled, "I'll try to remember that, but I'm pretty sure my horny frat boys just want to fuck me, not rob me."

"Yeah, I suppose you're right," I laughed. "All they ever want is this...." Reaching between her legs to grasp her single strand of pearls, I gently pulled it through her silky wet pussy lips.

"Mmmm, now that feeling is definitely priceless," she grinned, wriggling her hips in response to the pearls pop-pop-popping her clit.

She let me tease and caress her gorgeous pussy for a few more moments before sighing happily, "Okay, so this is all real? You guys aren't just messing with me again?"

"That's right, and remember...the night is still young. If you think for even a second that John and Dave don't also have some very special plans for you this evening, then you're not only wildly beautiful, you're certifiably insane."

She beamed in my arms. "Fine, I'll play along, at least until you all turn into pumpkins at the stroke of midnight. Just make sure you guys keep a close eye on me. If these things really are worth as much as you say, I won't be safe wearing them in public. In case you hadn't noticed, this sheer scarf doesn't exactly hide anything. Anyone can see me, including all these jewels," she said, grinding her pussy on my hand.

"That's a good point. After tonight, you should probably only wear the arm bracelet. Maybe you can wear the anklet and earrings sometimes too, but we'll need to keep your necklace and panties in a safe-deposit box, only bringing them out for special occasions. You're definitely wearing them tonight, though. This is your gift to Aaron."

"I know, I know," she said, again sighing happily. "So...what now?"

"Now we wait for the guys. Remember, I'm like you tonight. They get to pick whatever they want, and we both have to go along with it. I guess they'll let us know what to do."

"Yes, we will," said Dave, rejoining us in the living room. Aaron and John were right on his heels, both looking mighty dapper. In fact they were all wearing nice suits, and Dave had a long coat draped over his forearm. "Summer, it's time to redeem my gift, which means the first order of business is to tell these other guys to...let's see here...how did you put it...."

Pausing, he reached into his coat to pull out Summer's little scroll. "Here we go. It says, 'You could choose a group activity, or maybe you'd prefer something more intimate involving just the two of us, leaving the others to sit around sucking eggs as they imagine all the fun we're having!' And that's exactly what I'm going to do. You guys can sit around sucking eggs while I go enjoy a night out on the town with the most beautiful woman in the world. We'll catch up with you later at the hotel. Don't worry about us, I'll make sure we don't miss the evening's festivities."

After helping Summer with her coat, he offered her his arm, grinning, "C'mon, gorgeous, let's blow this popsicle stand. Our chariot awaits!"

Beaming brightly, she hooked their elbows together, and we watched as he escorted her out the front door and down the walkway to where a stretch limousine idled at the curb. A giant of a man sporting a completely shaved head stood by the open door at the rear of the white limo, beckoning Dave and Summer inside. When Summer turned back to us, we all waved to her. Laughing, she gave us a cute little wave in return before removing her coat and handing it to the very appreciative chauffeur, whose furtive glances immediately strayed to her naked breasts and mouthwatering pussy. Dave held his arm high over her head; like a ballerina, she reached up to take his hand. Flashing another brilliant smile, she executed a perfect pirouette, arching her back and even kicking up a heel. Giggling sweetly, she twirled with glee, finishing with an elegant curtsy.

Dave climbed in first so he could assist her into the car, and after she kissed the grinning chauffeur on the cheek, she blew everyone a kiss.

Our final vision was of Summer leaning forward to step inside, her firm breasts swaying freely beneath her sheer blue scarf. Her flawless legs parted, her gorgeous ass sparkled, then she was gone.

~ ~ ~

"So, my handsome prince, now that you've kidnapped me, where will you be taking me?" 

Summer was fully back into the happy swing of things. Though she still didn't quite know how to feel about the enormity of Aaron's gift, she was determined not to overthink it. Instead, she was simply going to savor every moment of what was turning out to be the most magical night of her life.

Looking around the limo, she noticed a bucket of chilled champagne; she saw a silver tray of bonbons and a beautiful presentation of long-stem roses in glass vases; she heard smooth jazz guitar from Lee Ritenour playing softly in the background. Everything was pure elegance and decadent luxury, and she felt herself surrendering to its warm embrace.

"I'm taking you where I want to go, of course," Dave grinned.

"Oooh, now you're going to be Mister Mystery Man too? Do I need to be blindfolded?"

"No blindfolds. I would never deprive myself the privilege of getting lost in your enchanting eyes. Sweetheart, you'll find out soon enough where we're going. In the meantime, tell me about yourself. Tell me all your hopes and dreams."

Laughing, Summer climbed up into his lap, offering herself in the same position he'd requested for her spanking. "All my dreams have already come true, and the only thing I'm hoping for right now is a little more of what you did to me last night," she said, wiggling her ass invitingly. With a sexy grin she purred, "Whack whack, rub rub, isn't that how it goes?"

Caressing her beautiful bottom, Dave chuckled good-naturedly. "Spankings must be doled out sparingly, angel, otherwise they lose all meaning. You were bad last night, so you earned yourself a spanking. You've been nothing but good tonight. Do you know what that earns you?"

"What does it earn me?" she asked, flashing a hopeful look while coyly batting her eyes.

"You get the rub rub, without the whack whack."

"Mmmm, I think I could live with that," she grinned, lifting her ass into his hands. 

The intercom beeped, and Dave pressed it. "Yes?"

"Sir, we're about to arrive at our first stop," said the chauffeur.

"Okay, thanks."

Summer pouted when Dave asked her to get up, saying he needed to run inside for a moment.

Odd, she thought, that they stopped at an office building. She watched as Dave punched a button at the security entrance before speaking to someone on the other end. When the door buzzed open, he went inside.

Popping a bonbon into her mouth, Summer luxuriated in the plush leather seats. Looking around the limo again, an idea came to her that made her giggle.

Though it seemed like forever to Summer, it was really only ten minutes before Dave returned. When he opened the limo door and took a peek inside, his heart skipped a beat. Leaning in, he grinned, "Summer...what have you been up to?"

"Oh...just waiting for you to come back. What does it look like I've been up to?"

The sight before him was one Dave never wanted to forget, and Summer laughed when he pulled out a small camera. As he proceeded to snap off a few quick pictures, she happily kicked up her heel.

Having let loose her wild mane of auburn hair, Summer lay facedown with her head resting in her folded arms, her lower body draped at an angle over the edge of the seat. She had one bent knee on the carpeted floor, the other on the seat, her silky heel raised high. Lewdly spread open, her ass canted directly toward the open door, she was sucking on the single strand of pearls from her panties, which she'd slipped off while Dave was away. Smiling sweetly, she was holding them to her face, tasting herself on the pearls. Her scarf was pulled up to her lower back, leaving her bare, gorgeous bottom on stunning display.

Adding a uniquely elegant finishing touch to her wickedly provocative tableau, Summer had placed a single long-stem rose within her beautiful crescent divide.

"Summer..." was all he could manage.

"Come inside, David."

As soon as he climbed back in, Summer again positioned herself facedown atop his lap. "Now, where were we?" she asked sweetly.

Whisper-kissing his hands over her silky skin, he studied her by touch; enraptured, he gently explored his sacred wonderland. With her dancing bottom clearly communicating its urgent message, he smoothed his fingertips over her thighs and the sweep of her hips before tracing back down to her warm, soft cheeks. He slipped the rose from her ass, and after caressing her pussy's blushing pink petals with the flower's deeper scarlet ones, he set it in her hair, which made her smile.

"You can have anything you want from me, David," she said quietly.

Leaning down, he placed a lingering kiss just above her adorable puckered star before bringing his lips to her ear. "I love you, Summer. You know you can always have anything you want from me."

Beginning with fluid, soothing strokes over her delectable curves, he smiled to himself as Summer purred her contentment. When he gently penetrated her pussy to caress her G-spot, she let out a low moan and lifted her bottom, pressing it to his hand. Wanting to give her everything she desired, he slowly slid his thick middle finger past her tight ring, deep into her ass; seductively swaying her hips, she hummed happily while sucking on the moist pearls of her panties.

A most peculiar and wonderful thing happened that night in the long white limo. The two lovers found themselves talking - just talking - even as he never stopped making love to her with his hands. She told him about her family and her work, and the times she'd loved and lost. Crying sweet tears onto her panties, she quietly sucked on them while he told her about his family and his failed engagement. He spoke to her of growing up with Jake, John and Aaron, recounting how they'd always been there for each other, affirming they were brothers for life. He described Summer's passion, her boundless capacity for love, and the ways in which they were all brought together and transformed by it.

They spoke softly as he caressed her, tenderly stroking deep inside her silken pussy and hot, clenching bottom, and Summer couldn't recall a more warm and wondrous time with a man.

After easing her through a gentle cum, he quietly rocked her in his arms. Kissing the top of her head, his heart caught in his throat when he felt her tears wetting his neck. He lifted her delicate chin, and her angelic face was aglow with love and happiness. Wrapping her tightly in a strong, comforting embrace, he kissed her shining hair and whispered, "You're safe now, Summer. You're home."

For the rest of their journey, he never stopped rocking her in his arms.

Finally, Summer felt the car slowing. With gravel crunching beneath their tires as they rolled to a stop, she looked up at him. He caressed her cheek before playfully touching the tip of her nose. "Here we are. Sweetheart, you should probably put your panties back on. We sure wouldn't want to lose them."

"I know. I just don't want to move from this spot. This is perfect, right here in your arms. I'm in love with you, David, and I fall more deeply in love with you each moment we're together. You do this to me every time. You did it that first day we were by ourselves in the living room, and you did it again last night when you spanked me. Whenever you make love to my bottom, it's like you hypnotize me, caressing me into the most blissful peace."

As she slipped her panties back on, Dave pulled her coat around her shoulders, then they climbed out of the limousine. 

"Oh, David, this is beautiful!"

"After our first 'date,' this just seemed like the place for us," he grinned.

"It is! It's perfect!" she said, hugging herself to his side.

They were high atop a secluded Palisades bluff overlooking the Pacific Ocean. An array of torches provided soft light, and she thrilled at the sight of the round table covered in white linen; in the center was a gorgeous arrangement of Japanese white irises surrounding a lone candle burning in an ornate sterling silver holder. Twenty yards behind them was a large tent glowing from the shadows of flickering firelight dancing within its walls.

A man in a tuxedo exited the tent and approached Summer, offering to take her coat. Thanking him with a gracious smile, she allowed him to slip it from her shoulders; after draping it over his arm, he escorted her to her seat where Dave joined her at the small, elegant table.

"Would the beautiful lady wish to begin with drinks?" asked the man in the tuxedo.

And so Summer's magical evening continued, as she and Dave shared a wonderfully warm and romantic dinner. They laughed and carried on, and they spoke quietly of life and love. She told him of her passion for the ocean, and how her life's dream had always been to live in a house on the beach where the soothing sounds of the surf would carry her gently to sleep each night.

"I know I'll get there someday..." she said, looking wistfully out over the shining moonlit Pacific.

Dave smiled softly to himself.

When they were finished with dinner, he blew out the candle and extinguished the torches. Taking her hand, he led her to a plush, woolly blanket beneath a sheltering cypress tree. Snuggling together, they watched the shimmering whitecaps, the crashing waves competing with the sparkling stars for Summer's rapt attention.