0 comments/ 20199 views/ 0 favorites A Christmas Story By: CJS6 Placing the last present under the Christmas tree decorated with lights and ornaments, Curtis backed away to admire the glorious beauty before him. He did not hear his lover sneak up behind him; all he felt were delicate hands, slowly tracing down his strong back. Her hands gradually slid around to encompass his body, holding him. Slowly turning, he gazed into her dark eyes that sparkled like the flashing lights on the tree. “Where’s the rest of the Santa’s suit?” she inquired as she traced her fingertips along his muscular chest. “I laid it on the sofa when I got too hot,” he replied as he looked deeply into her eyes. Sliding her hands down to the front of his pants, she spoke. “You’re hot, are you?” she whispered, slowly stroking him. “How hot?” With burning desire, he leaned in and kissed her passionately, tasting her delicate painted lips. Pressing the tip of his tongue between her lips, she playfully, teasingly, separated hers. Breaking the kiss, she looked deep into his eyes. Not a word was said as she kneeled before him. She trailed her hands and lips down his strong stomach, reaching the top of his pants. With her thumbs, she slowly pulled them down, uncovering his hardening cock. Leaning forward, with the tip of her tongue she playfully flicked his cock. Holding his cock with both hands, she slowly licked down it, and then licked just as slowly up to the tip. Taking just the tip into her mouth, she sucked hard, making him moan with pleasure. Looking up into his eyes, she spoke. “Does Santa like his candy cane sucked?” Curtis wrapped his hands in her hair and he gently pushed her head down, her mouth opening eagerly. “Be a good little elf and make Santa happy,” he said with a grin. Her magical mouth gingerly sucked as her talented tongue danced around his head. Deeper she slid him in, until his cock head touched the back of her throat. With a single swallow, she took him in as deep as she could. Moans of pleasure filled the air, his knees weakening. “My lovely, little elf,” Curtis groaned. “Let us pleasure each other.” He pulled free from her mouth. Kneeling, he pulled the sheer little nightgown over her head, exposing her beautiful body. He lay next to her, kissing her passionately, deeply, trailing kisses across her cheek to her ear lobe, and sucking lightly. Kissing down along her chin to the other ear, he whispered his seasonal greetings and gently sucked her other ear lobe into his mouth. Trailing down her neck, gently kissing, sucking and licking, he reached the valley between her breasts. Teasingly, with the tip of his tongue, he traced each breast. He captured each nipple in his mouth and sucked, licking until each had become erect. As he let her nipple slide from his mouth with a pop, he gently repositioned her body over his. With her smooth shaven pussy just inches from his mouth, he could see her swollen lips glistening with moisture. Her tongue danced across the tip of his cock, teasing him and eagerly they both began to devour each other, licking and sucking, moans of sexual bliss echoing off the walls. The throes of passion cascaded over their bodies as they lavished each other with their tongues, the sexual tension building. Each wanted to make the other climax first but almost simultaneously; they exploded into each other’s mouths. Curtis, knowing his lover was capable of multiple climaxes, smiled. He quickly helped her to her knees. With her arms and head resting on the couch, he entered her from behind. With strong thrusts, he pushed into her over and over, his throbbing cock sliding deeper as uncontrollable moans escaped her mouth. Her velvety wall suddenly clamped down on him and she screamed, another orgasm racking her body. Not letting her come down from her orgasm, he sped up the onslaught of his thrusts. Deeper and faster he pushed into her. Reaching around, he cupped each breast and playfully rolled each of her nipples between his fingers. His nut sack tightened and he knew he couldn’t hold out much longer. Sweat beads formed on his brow and dripped onto her back. Still he thrust harder, deeper. As his orgasm started, he pinched her nipples hard, sending waves of pleasure through her body, bringing her to yet another orgasm. With one last hard thrust, they came together. Holding her in his arms, she leaned her head back and they kissed. He gently turned her around and helped her to a seated position on the couch just as the tall grandfather clock down the hall began to chime. As the last of the twelve chimes echoed, Curtis looked deeply into his lover’s eyes and said, “Merry Christmas, my love”. I wish you all a very Merry Christmas, may yours holidays be filled with joyous moments! My Christmas wish to you is this! May you never need to want and your needs be few! A Christmas Story It was Christmas Eve and donna had gone to bed early. Suddenly she was awaken by a weight upon her body. Since her arms a legs were under the covers, the weight of the body totally immobilized her. She strained to see who her attacker was, but the room was too dark. Any further attempts to identify the intruder quickly vanished as a blindfold was place over her eyes. Next her arms were released from the covers only to be bound together at the wrists. Her arms were then roughly pulled above her head a secured, she assumed it was to the headboard. The covers were then stripped away from the rest of her body. She kicked wildly trying to find her controller, but to no avail. Her legs were then bound at the ankles, stretched and secured. He had stretched her so tight that her body was taunt. She could hear movement and through the blindfold she could see the faint presence of light. Knowing she was going to bed alone, donna had worn a plain flannel nightgown to bed. But still she felt so exposed as she felt his eyes upon her bound body. She could feel cold steel against her neck at the top of her nightgown. There was a slight tug and donna could feel the fabric part as the cool night air touched bare skin just recently exposed. She felt the gown being cut away from top to bottom. He then parted the sides revealing her naked body clad only in a pair of small panties. Her nipples became hard from the cool air in spite of the situation. He proceeded to cut the arms of the gown in the same manner, removing it completely from her. She then felt his hands grab the waistband of her panties. She was sure they would be the next to go, but instead he roughly yanked them upward. The fabric stretched tight and cut deep into her ass crack and her pussy lips. He grabbed a pussy lips in each hand and spread them even wider. He then pulled her panties up even farther. Something cool and soft is being drug across her body. It came up one leg, across her cunt and down the other. And then starting at her pussy and moving up her stomach and over both tits. Then it was gone. An almost inaudible swish, and a sharp sting over both breasts. A cat-o-nine tails!! It had to be. But donna had little time to ponder the fact as the cat fell again, this time catching both thighs just below her cunt. Her stomach, her tits, her pussy, over and over it fell. Finally it stopped. Lips. There were lips on her nipples. First one and then the other. And fingers, rubbing , pinching, pulling...her nipple were hard, how could they not be. Pain. He had put clamps on both of her nipples. donna felt her legs being untied. Now they were stretched wide and secured. Again she felt the touch of steel as her panties were cut away. She was now open a vulnerable to his every whim. Despite of herself, she could feel the moistness of her pussy in the night air. She heard a scratch and the room filled with the smell of sulfur. It had been a match being lit. He was moving toward her again. Anticipation, suspense, apprehension. Cold!! Something cold was touching her nipple. He held it there, she felt something running down the side of her tit. He was holding ice against her. He took it off her tit. donna was aware that he had moved lower on the bed. She felt the touch on her pussy first, and then she felt the coldness. He rubbed it over her lips and then he pushed the entire cube into her cunt. He was back at her tits again. Again with the ice. Suddenly the cold was replaced by a burning. Wax..... he was dripping wax onto her. He continued to alternate between the ice and wax as he worked his way over her body. Meanwhile her pussy was still being frozen by the ice inside of her. Her tits were completely covered with wax as was her stomach and thighs. donna cringed as the first drop of wax hit her pussy lips. Drip, Drip, Drip The wax fell like rain upon her pussy heating the outside as the inside continued to freeze. Swish, swish, swish. He was using a crop to chip the wax off her body. Over, and over. Up and down her body. Breasts, stomach thighs, and oh yes, her pussy. For each piece of wax that was removed, it was replaced by a strange tingling. As suddenly as the whole ordeal started, donna could feel that she was alone in the room. Still tied to the bed she waited. Of course there was nothing she could do but wait. Was it minute, was it hours..she'll never know, but finally she fell asleep. When donna awoke, the blindfold was gone and she was untied. Was it a dream. No, she was still naked, and she could feel every inch of her body. As she focused and looked down at her body, she saw a big red bow on her pussy, and neatly printed across her breasts were the words. Merry Christmas!! A Christmas Story Authors Note: I'm so sorry that this took me a long time to write part two of Zane's Birthday Present! I had cleaned out my computer and my story I had originally wrote got deleted and well I didn't feel like starting over. Without Further in due, here's A Christmas Story (Zane's Birthday Surprise...part 2 of 2) Four Months Later: Christmas was nearing and I had no idea on what to get Zane for Christmas. Zane was going to get me some thongs along with an engagement ring. We had to also shop for our dear friend Lisa who we didn't do anything with for a month because she found a guy. We were happy that she had found a man, but sad also because we missed her presence. I'd be outside shovling snow in the cold Michigan weather when her and her fancy pants boyfriend would just drive by in his Mercede's Benz (he's a doctor) and not even honk or wave at me. Zane would run into Lisa at the store she worked at in the mall and she'd just ignore him as well. We wondered if Lisa is ashamed to be around us. It was December 1st when we had to pick a name out of the grab bag. We decided back in November we wouldn't get Lisa naything just because of her ignoring us so we'll just put her in the grab bag. Zane drew a name out and got my sister Jessica and her husband Paul while I drew Lisa and her boyfriend, Tom out. I never met Tom so I had no clue what to get him and the only thing I could think of for Lisa was this work out bra she'd so want and what I think would look so good on her. Zane and I decided to go to Victoria's Secret and pick out some massage oil and scented candles for Lisa and Tom. But for Jessica and Paul, we just got them a $50 gift certificate to The Disney Store and some hot wheels (Paul collects Hot Wheels). While we were at Victoria's Secret, Zane was getting a hard on from the lingerie and I noticed his call for some satisfaction. "What ya thinkin'?" I asked Zane. "Oh nothing, just how hot you'd look in this." Zane said as he was looking at a red teddy with white sparkles on it that had a lacey part to it. It kind of looked like a mini-dress with the lace on it, but it was a teddy. "Well I think we need to go into the dressing room..." I said and smirked. Zane agreed. I took his hand and led him into the dressing room where we closed the door. Zane started kissing all over my neck and had me pinned against the wall. I was grinding my pussy into his dick the more he kept sucking on my neck. Then he took off my shirt and was rubbing my purple silk bra I had on. "Star, you have the nicest breasts..." Zane said as he continued to slide my bra off. He was then taking my left tit in his mouth and sucking on my nipple, swirling his tongue around it while his free hand was squeezing my breast. I started to get even more wet and craved for his mouth on my pussy. This had always been a fantasy of mine and I couldn't believe we were having sex in a dressing room. Zane then licked his way down to my pants and pulled them off and took off my purple silk panties and began sucking on my clit. I was in pure ecstasy. "Ohhhh Zane...goddddd yesssss.....ohhhh right there...yessss....." I moaned over and over again. I believe I was so loud that a cashier unlocked the door which got me and Zane startled. "Ok you two lovebirds, get out of the store or I'm calling the cops for indecent exposure..." She said. Zane appologized to the cashier while I put my clothes back on. The minute we got out of Victoria's Secret, we bursted out laughing. "I think she was turned on and she was jealous that I was getting ate out and she wasn't." I said to Zane as I laughed. "Yeah, I think she was pretty jealous as well...she was ugly anyways." Zane said. This experience made us decide we would never again try having sex in public places as such. When we were walking out, the whole store looked at us. Two old ladies shook their heads and whispered "Tramp" and "Stupid kids". It was Christmas Eve when we were wrapping presents. We were also in a hurry to go out to my Uncle Dave's house for Christmas with my family then we had to go to Zane's mom's house for a Christmas party there as well. The telephone rang and I went to answer it. "Hello?" I said. It turned out to be Lisa. Lisa was inviting me and Zane over to her house for some Christmas Dinner with her and Tom. We decided that we'd go over to Lisa and Tom's house that evening for dinner. We didn't plan on staying for as long as we were staying. We had drank a couple of glasses of wine when all of us started to get horny. Tom was a pretty handsome man. He was 28, short brown hair, brown eyes, and pretty tall. Nice smile...a looker. Zane mentioned to Tom about what Lisa and I did before they met. Tom didn't sound too grossed out...matter of fact, I think he was jealous that Zane got to watch all of this action and he didn't. "Starla, could you cum here?" Lisa said with a wink as she was standing in the kitchen. "Sure!" I yelled. I went into the kitchen and Lisa whispered to me that me and her should start making out in front of Zane and Tom. I agreed to it so we were sitting on the table when we hollered for Zane and Tom. Lisa and I started making out. "Holy shit!!" Tom yelled and his eyes widened. Zane laughed and began unzipping his pants and stroking himself. Tom didn't know what to think or do. He was just standing there with his mouth wide opened. I guess you could say he couldn't believe that his fantasy was coming true. Zane then started to undress me while Tom decided to pull Lisa away and kiss her and feel her body. Zane and Tom then traded us. Zane was touching Lisa's pussy and rubbing her while Tom was kissing me and feeling me up. Tom then undressed me and started to lick my pussy. I didn't really watch Zane and Lisa because I had my eyes closed and was moaning my head off from Tom's wet tongue. Zane then suggested that we all go into the bedroom. Zane carried me and Tom carried Lisa. Tom then just rammed his cock deep into Lisa's pussy as I started to eat Lisa out from behind and Zane was fucking my ass. Lisa then came and Tom shot his load all over her chest. I then started to lick up Tom's cum off of Lisa's chest. I didn't care too much for Tom's cum. So I went to go suck Zane off when Lisa was sucking Zane off...and jerking Tom off. I was mad. I got up and left. Lisa saw me leaving and let go of Tom and motioned me to come over there so I did. Tom then rammed his cock into my mouth and fucked my mouth. He had an 8 in a half inch cock. I couldn't deep throat it because it was too big. Everytime I did try to deep throat him, I'd gag. He then eventually came but i made him cum on my breasts and not in my mouth. Lisa then licked my tits and the cum off of me while I started sucking on Zane. He blew his load in my mouth and I swallowed it all. We then looked at the time and it was already 9:00 at night! We had to get a move on to my Uncle Dave's and Zane's mom. So off we went and kissed Tom and Lisa goodbye and said thank you for the Christmas refreshments. A Christmas Story The moon outside is full, and the reflection off the snow is illuminating. The sky is clear, and all the stars are bright and visible. The soft breeze, cool and crisp. You are poking at the fire, and the only light in the room, is the reflection of the moon through the large window, the soft glow of the fire and the twinkle of the lights on the tree. You have already removed your shirt and thrown it on the back of the couch. Your chest glistening from the heat of the fire. There are blankets and pillows laid out between the tree and the fire, and on the table, an open bottle of wine, and two glasses. I come up behind you, and wrap my arms around your waist. I lean over and whisper in your ear "Merry Christmas Baby," and then proceed to kiss the back of your neck and your shoulders. You grin with pleasure, you straighten up. hang your tool back up, and then slowly turn around. You place your finger under my chin and pull my face closer to yours, and our lips meet in a soft warm kiss. My arms still wrapped around your waist, and your hands running up and down my back, experiencing the feel of the open lace against my skin. My tongue darts out and runs slowly along the inside of your lips, and I hear a soft moan. I trail my tongue over to your ear lobe, and gently down your neck. Nuzzling my face up against the junction of your neck and shoulder. Our embrace tightens, and we get lost for a few moments in the warmth and passion of it. Your hands move off to my shoulders, and you push me away gently. "I have a surprise for you," And you grin. You take my hand and lead me over to the blankets. "Sit right here, and I will be right back." I sit on the floor, and wait in anticipation. A few minutes later you reenter the room, wearing a cottony, white fluffy beard, and a big red bow on your fully erect manhood. Grinning from ear to ear you shout out "Merry Christmas HOHOHO!!" I start laughing and fall over sideways. "Oh Steven, I love it," I say in between giggles. You start to walk slowly towards me, still grinning, and I notice you also have a large black bag over your shoulder. The laughter subsides, and I get up on my knees. "hhhhhhmmmmm," I say, "Can I open my present now Santa?" I look up at you with wide eyes, and lick my lips. Running the tip of my finger over the bright ribbon. You stand there with your legs slightly spread just grinning and you nod. I run my nails softly up your erection to the head, and flick my tongue just over the tip. Pressing my palm against the underside, my fingertips finally reach your balls, and I slowly wrap my fingers around them. Still flicking my tongue barely over the tip. Then around the head. You drop the bag behind you, and I hear a soft moan, and feel your hands embrace my head, as your entwine your fingers in my hair. I run my tongue up and down the underside of your cock, sometimes up and down from the ribbon to the head, and sometimes around each side. My fingers delicately massaging your balls. As I make my way back to the head, I wrap my lips gently around you, and swirl my tongue around and around the head. My teeth gently scrapping over the ridge. Another moan, and your hands tighten gently. My lips work their way down the shaft, and back up, flicking my tongue around as I go. I begin to remove the ribbon with my teeth, very very slow, and your hips thrust forward gently. The ribbon falls softly to the floor, and I engulf you with one stroke. "Yes" you cry, and press your hips against my face. I slowly run my lips back up to the head, and you moan again, and then quickly to the base, loving the feel of your massive cock as it beats against the back of my throat, and then slips further down. Your hands clench my hair and you pull me forward as your hips thrust toward me. Again very very slowly back to the head, and quickly all the way down. Your hips thrusting back and forth, your grip tightening. My fingers still massaging your balls, and the other hand clenching your ass, my tongue and lips relishing your taste. I feel your body begin to stiffen, and you cry out. I continue to fuck you with my throat, your cries increasing, and becoming intense. "Oh God, Shannon, yes baby yes," Feeling you explode down my throat, I slow my pace, and lick up every last drop. "Oh baby" you cry, and fall to your knees. I lick my lips, and grin. "Thank you Santa" We both laugh. I crawl over to the table and pour the wine. The red lace chemise, has ridden up to my waist and you have a perfect view of my dripping pussy. I offer you the glass of wine, and you drink, trying to catch your breath. "What a wonderful way to spend Christmas Eve" After a few minutes, you set your glass down, and then take mine from me. "I'm not through yet my love, we are going to watch the sun come up this morning" you say softly. You lean forward and your lips meet mine, our tongues dancing back and forth, the passion mounting again. The beard tickles, and I uncontrollably start to giggle again. I feel myself going back down to the floor, your lips following mine until I'm lying down. Your tongue trails to my ear, and then down my neck. The beard tickles, and I squirm from the sensation. You trail your way over my shoulder and down to my breast. My nipples hard and poking through the lace. You wrap your lips around one of them, and gently start to suck. My back arches slightly, and a soft moan escapes my lips. You start to nibble gently with your teeth still sucking, the nipple becoming harder. I place my hands on your head, and start to run my fingers through your hair. Then you raise up slightly. "I believe in equal treatment" and I giggle again as you attack the other helpless, yearning nipple. My back arching up against you pressing gently to your face. The beard tickles, but the sensation is becoming eroticly intense. You slowly work your way down my stomach, running your tongue over the open lace. I feel the beard brush against my swollen clit, and then down over my thigh. I spread my legs and raise my knees up. You tongue darting over my inner thighs, and then barely over my lips. You take your fingers and spread my lips, and flick your tongue up and down between my clit and my pussy. My moans getting louder, and my hips pushing up against your face. You run your tongue around my clip, and my hips jerk. "Oh that feels so good," I moan. You raise up and pull away. "Oh no!!!!!" You grin at me again, and reach over for your bag. My fingers move down my stomach and softly over my clit, wondering what you are up to. You pull a vibe out of the bag, and sitting between my legs run in up and down, over my wet pussy, only teasing me, my hips thrust up, but you won't enter me. You take another vibe out of the bag, and I spread my lips for you. You start to run that vibe around and over my clit. My head pressed back against a pillow, my moans deep, and my hips thrusting toward you. You finally enter my pussy only an inch and then pull back out, I moan in disappointment. You continue to tease me, until there is a large puddle underneath me. My juices flowing down my ass, and covering my inner thighs. "Oh Steven." You finally very very slowly start to fuck me, entering only an inch at a time, my hips thrusting up to meet you, wanting more. Your pace is very slow and calculated. My moans getting louder and more intense. My body starts to shiver, and you pull the vibe away from my clit, and pull the one out of my pussy. "Oh NO!!!!!!" You take the dildo that you had inside me and slowly run it up my stomach, it is dripping wet with my juices. I look down and see you coming towards my face with it, it reaches my lips and I open my mouth eagerly.flicking my tongue out, trying to lap up all the dripping juices from it. As I start to suck on the dildo, I feel the head of your cock between my pussy lips, and thrust my hips upward again in acceptance. You push my legs up to where my knees are against my shoulders, and you lean forward to hold them there. Very softly you enter me, but I am anxious, and I keep trying to take you deeper. Still holding the dildo to my face and sucking it down my throat. Your pace quickens, and before long you are buried deep within me. My hips meeting your every thrust. Moans escaping my throat around the dildo. Just as my body starts to shiver again, you stop, deep inside me, and just stay there, watching me, seeing the disappointment on my face, and knowing full well that you are driving my out of my mind. You start to pull out of me very slow. I pull the dildo out of my mouth and scream out "NO Steven, please don't stop baby, please don't stop". You laugh softly. My body is trembling, and skin glistening from the heat we are generating, nipples rock hard. I reach down between my legs and guide your hard dripping wet cock toward my ass. I feel you enter me with just the head. And again I thrust my hips up. "Yes baby Yes." I take the other vibe and start to rub it around my clit again. Feeling you slowly work yourself into me. My hips moving faster, wanting all of you. My juices flowing in streams. You can feel it dripping down over your balls, and down the inside of your thighs. "Oh God" I cry out, "YYYYYYYEEEEEEESSSSSSSS" "Oh yes Shannon' cum for me sweetie, cum all over me" With that my body stiffens, and I scream out again. Juices spraying out of me, covering your chest your stomach. You pound harder, the thrusts getting faster and more intense. My body trembling as I cum over and over and over. Screaming out. With one last thrust, you explode, and scream out "Oh YYYYYYYEEEEEESSSSS. YYYYYEEEEEESSSSSS!!" Our pelvis's unite and become one. I squirm with delight, and your thrusts slow down. You finally pull out of me, and I sit up licking your chest of the drops of my nectar that cover it. You hold my head against your chest, and moan deep in your throat. I lick and nibble all over your chest and stomach until you are clean. We both fall back against the pillows. Spent. Our breathing finally returning to normal. I look up, and out the window, and I start to giggle. "You were right. Look." You roll over slightly and look out the window. The sunrise is magnificent, the sky taking on hues of peach and pink. And it has started to snow again. We lay there forever, just watching the snow, and the changing colors of the sky, and the embrace is soft and warm. "Merry Christmas My love." "Merry Christmas." A Christmas Story The season of parties and good tithings descended adding hectic schedules to his day-to-day activities. On the first Friday of the month was a group party that he could not refrain from attending. A lady whom had been his companion for years and mother of his children wanted him to meet her coworkers. Dressing for the occasion in a charcoal suit with gray stripes, dress shirt and red tie, the dreaded evening began. The festivities included a catered buffet and dancing at a local resort. She led the way to her company's table; introductions were made and seating chosen. His gift began when sat down beside a very attractive lady on the left and the end of the table on his right. A large space existed between their table and the next where another company had taken residence. The companion was up near the other end of the table beside her boss. While eating his napkin fell to the floor. When he reached to pick up the napkin, his head was grabbed. Pressure directed it into the lap of the lady beside him. The aroma that filled his nostrils and lungs as he breathed in was not that of roast turkey or the trimmings. What seemed like minutes but was only seconds he was let go and able to raise his head above the table a bit flushed. He turned only to be met with the sweetest most seductive smile. Her deep blue eyes gleamed; her white teeth framed by blood red lipstick silenced his thoughts. The heat rose from every male nerve in the body and settled in the groin making the tenting of his trousers feel like a nuclear explosion. Unnerved he looked directly at his food and slowly ate trying to make sense of what happened. Just as his erection subsided and the feeling of control seeped back into his aroused mind a warmth and pressure was felt on his upper left thigh. Putting his hand down it made contact with the softest silken skin that he had ever felt. The hand on his thigh led up the arm to his dinner guest seated next to him. Once again the flushing made his cheeks seem as if he had just walked in from the cold outdoors. To his amazement her smile was even hotter this time and all she did was slowly shake her head from side to side. Wondering if his companion had set this game up he looked down the table towards her. Noting that no attention was being paid his way his confusion mounted as well as his arousal. With a tight squeeze the hand left as quickly as it arrived. Remaining result was the erection and throbbing that only he felt and was thankful for the full tablecloth hiding his lack of control. Lights lowered and music began, as couples migrated to the dance floor he excused himself and headed to the washroom. Thankful for the darkened room and the escape his breathing returned to normal and the erection eroded. Washing his hands and splashing cold water onto his face the courage to face the rest of the evening returned. His plan was to avoid the lady that had caused his discomfort. In the bright hallway outside the restrooms stood a young lady could not have been a day older than twenty-one. Adorned in a flowing purple gown, spaghetti straps, plunging neckline, tight waist and long slits exposing well-toned and muscled legs up to hose held with straps. As he walked past her the deepest voice coated with honey whispered, "Did you enjoy the dinner treats?" Stopping dead in his tracks turning his light brown eyes were met with a stare that tore right through him. "Yes, I thought the food was quite excellent." he replied With a knowing grin she responded, "I saw your head buried." Turning beet red, and feeling flustered he started to turn and walk away when she took his hand and held him with a steely grip. "Tell me now did you enjoy her smell?" as she gave a binding grip around the wrist. Before he could answer he felt a hand rub against his groin from behind. His reaction gave away the truth of his arousal. The scent of perfume told him that it was the lady from the dinner table. Together they led him down the hall and into a closet room filled with linen. Pushed into the room he was overwhelmed with the female scent that permeated the air. The young one asked again with more urgency this time, "Did you or did you not enjoy the smell at dinner time?" "Yes!" he mumbled quietly. Smiles from the two ladies hinted at that they had achieved what they knew from the beginning. The young one told him to tie the other one to the rack with the linen napkins that started this adventure. Acting as a director explaining the knots to him so that no marks would be left. His companion's co-worker moaning as each limb was secured and her bondage complete. "Excellent, work now you can enjoy the spoils," cooed the purple idol. Using her boots she kicked him in the back of the knees forcing him to the ground in front of the other lady. Telling him to begin kissing her legs and work his way up to her pussy. If he lingered too long on one spot or did not elicit a moan from the kiss her knee or foot kicked him in the spine. His erection grew harder and throbbed longer as the smell of arousal brought him closer and closer to her treasure. Reaching her folds, he went to reach up and his hands were grabbed and tied behind his head. Using only his lips and tongue he parted the outer folds and ran the tongue like a broad sword up from the bottom of the crack to the top flicking over the hardening clit. Sucking slowly the left side of her lips and then the right, until the grinding of her hips offered encouragement. Curling his tongue like a straw he forced his way into her velvet tunnel drawing out the juices into his mouth and down the throat. Sweet nectar, a honey like blend with hint of tart and spice drowned the taste buds as a river flowed from her into him. His moans buried deep inside her as the hesitation and then the bucking of her orgasm took them both to a pleasant place. Dropping down and freeing his head from her dress the purple one still had him pinned well her lips were locked in feeling the afterglow and sensations of the climax. Wiggling free of the confinement he was able to regain his feet and stand. The sweet young thing then turned and kissed him in the deepest French kiss he had ever experienced. Her soft lips working and her tongue not only exploring but like the best Hoover sucked all the remaining juices from the roof of his mouth, between his teeth and all along the gum lines. His mouth never felt so violated as when her lips broke the lock leaving him desiring more. Her hands then with the ease of a Houdini unbuckled his belt and unzipped him dropping his trousers down to his ankles. She then pulled the waistband of his briefs out and over his hips dropping them springing the hardness free. The soft hands which earlier had such a steely grip now slid like butter up and down the length of his member. It didn't take long for stimulating sensations from her stroking expertise to explode inside his mind. This vixen sure knew how to tease and bring out the pleasures of the flesh. Well distracted she kicked a stool in front of the lady and told him to climb up. Hopping with the trousers and briefs still around his ankles, she steadied him until his cock was inches in front of a waiting set of lips. With an expert motion his cock was swallowed and sucked deep down the throat. The hot sensations and tight constrictions of her throat as the labored breathing as she vacuumed the seed from the swollen sack along the length of his member. Prolonging the explosion by clamping her lips tightly around the base and sucking forward, the pressure of the lips stopping the seed from traveling the length. Entering a space of pure pleasure, orchestrated by moving lips and a hot mouth. The lady sucked until every last drop of his semen was removed, he convulsed like a Linda Blair spinning head. Ms Purple hearing the soft member pop from the mouth locked lips to get her share of the spoils before all were swallowed. Releasing his hands, he pulled up his trousers and headed for the door. Turning back he was treated to two wide smiles as the two ladies returned to kissing each other. Returning to the main hall, the night proceeded without another incident, and the two participants did not reappear. Thinking back was it all a daydream during the meal, was he that long without to dream this up. His next trip to the washroom gave evidence that it was no dream for the red ring around his cock was the reminder left for him. A Christmas Story You told me that you'll be coming to get me at 8PM for Christmas dinner and that you want me to wear something revealing but not slutty. You told me to wear the black panties you got me and a matching bra. You also told me not to touch myself all day. I choose a black dress that shows cleavage. It isn't too low cut or too short but it is very tight and doesn't leave much to the imagination. You arrive to pick me up and I answer the door ready and excited. You step inside and kiss me deeply. You pull me in tight and squeeze my ass. You reach into your pocket and pull out a small gift box. I open it quickly and pull out a small oval shaped disk. "That's part of your Christmas present, put it in your panties right now and leave it there all night." I do as I'm told and you put your arm around me and lead me to your car. Before you even start the engine you unzip your pants and pull my head to your lap. "I don't want to see your face until we get to the restaurant" I let your cock into my mouth and you start to drive. It's thirty minutes to the restaurant and I suck your dick the whole time. When I lick quickly I can feel the car slow down but you tell me not to stop. Suddenly you push down hard on my head and you cum down my throat. You tell me to lick you clean before you zip up your pants and let my head up. When I sit up I realize we are already at the restaurant and probably have been for awhile. You let me out of the car and walk me in. We are seated at a booth and we both sit on the same side so we can be close. When the waiter comes I feel a strong sensation against my clit. The disk in my panties is vibrating and you are controlling it with a remote in your pocket. I grab your hand tight and try to sit still while you order us drinks and dinner. When the waiter walks away the vibration stops and I loosen my grip on your hand. You tell me the teasing isn't going to stop and when the waiter brings our drink I feel the vibrations even stronger than before. I cross and uncross my legs trying not to be obvious to anyone at the tables around us. You bring me close to orgasm over an over but you stop before I cum. I am ready to get home so when you tell the waiter we want dessert I squeeze your hand under the table but you pay me no attention. A chocolate mousse arrives and you dip your finger in it. You put it in my mouth and watch as I seductively suck the chocolate off. "I hope you've enjoyed the playfulness of the evening so far because the rest of the night is going to be very different my pet." After dinner we go to your place. You turn on music and tell me to wait for you on the couch. You come back with two shot glasses, a large dark bottle, and a black sheet. You sit next to me and pour us both a shot from the long bottle. Then you start to rip strips of materials off the sheet. I ask what you're doing and you tell me to sit quietly and not ask questions. You pour me another shot and watch me take it before you jump up. You grab me by the neck and stand above me. You bend over and bring your face close to mine. You kiss me roughly and then push me back into the couch. You stand up, "I want you in nothing but your panties, right now!" I strip down in front of you and I can see you growing through your pants. I let my dress fall to the ground and cup my breast in my hands as my bra hits the floor. I pinch and squeeze my nipples feeling them harden in my fingertips. "Get on your knees and get under the table" I crawl under the table and I want to ask why but as soon as I look up you shoot me a look that says not to. You sit on the couch and finish your drink. I'm starting to feel a little drunk but you bring me another one and I drink it under the table. You bring over the strips of the sheet. You tie my elbows to my knees and then my wrists and ankles to the legs of the table. I can't move at all and my ass is completely yours. You spank me hard. "You little slut, you're mine to use all night" I nod and you spank me again. You reach under me and twist my nipples hard. I try to pull away but can't move. "Stop squirming!" You run your hand down my back and grab the top of my thong. You pull on it causing the rough lace and vibrating disk to rub against my pussy. I let out a moan and you pull the material hard causing me to let out another. "Shut up you whore or things will get a lot worse" You push the button on the remote again and turn it all the way up. I push my face into the carpet trying to muffle my moans. You tie another one of the strips around my mouth and one over my eyes. You grab my hair and whisper against my ear, "That will keep you quiet. I'm going to fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk until the New Year." Then you push my face back to the floor and I hear you walk away. I stay tied under the table for what feels like forever. I can feel my pussy throbbing and I try not to cum but the vibrations haven't stopped and I am getting so close. I feel cold metal against my ass cheek and I feel it slide to my panties. I figure out that they are scissors when you cut my underwear away from my pussy. Now I can I feel cool air touching my wetness followed by your fingertips. "You are so wet; you can't help it can you? You've wanted my dick all night haven't you slut?" You wipe a bit of my wetness up with your fingers and pull the material from my mouth just long enough to let me taste my juices. "You like that don't you?" I nod my head quickly. You spank me again and again until my ass turns red and shows your handprints. I try to pull away but the material is tied tight and I can't move at all. "Stop moving or I won't stop. I know you like it. Take it slut." I scream out but the sheet muffles me and you keep slapping my ass. You rub my ass cheeks and occasionally let your fingers slip inside me. Your fingers are soaking wet and you use my pussy juices as lube to slide them into my ass. I hear you come around in front of me and you pull the material from my mouth. You wipe your fingers across my face and into my mouth. "Suck your juices off. Show me what you want to do to my cock" I run my tongue up and down your fingers and in between them not to miss anything. You shove them down my throat until I gag. You pull them out and slap me across the face. Then I feel something different against my face. I stick my tongue out and you slap it with what feels like your dick. Suddenly you push it into my mouth and I recognize that it is. You let out a grunt and grab my hair, "Take my dick you little bitch. Suck it like a good slut. All the way down, I want you licking my balls." I bob my head back and forth on your cock. You push in deep while you grab my hair and slap my face. You run your hands down my back and grab my ass cheeks. You hold them open wide while you force your dick down my throat. I claw at the ground and try to pull back but I'm still bound and you are grabbing my ass tight. Suddenly a dick invades my pussy. I have no idea who it belongs to. I didn't even know there was anyone else in the room. You whisper, "Merry Christmas" I want to know who you are spreading me open for but you leave the blindfold on me. You slip your fingers in my ass and I feel the two of you filling me up. I give in and cum hard. My body shakes and I feel the other guy pull out of me. You keep your fingers in my ass and your cock in my mouth but you pull the blindfold off. I look around to see who had just been in my pussy. "He's already gone baby. I thought you would like that and I was obviously right. We can take it a little further next time. Keep sucking my cock, let me see your eyes sexy." You keep fingering my ass and fucking my mouth. You grab my nose and pull me into your cock. My eyes water up and I try to move away but the bindings are still tied tight. Finally you pull out and I gasp for air. You move behind me and put the tip of your dick against my small pink hole. "You want it in your ass don't you little whore. Mm, you dirty girl." You push it in and I let out a moan. You reach forward and fishhook me. You're pushing too hard and I can't help but scream out. "No one can hear you little fuck hole. Scream as much as you want, I know you love it in your tight ass." You pound me hard, spanking me and pulling my head back by my hair. You push in deep and I feel your cum shooting into me. I cum too and my asshole clenches around your big pulsing dick. You lean forward and kiss the back of my neck. You lay over me and we catch our breath while you untie me. You help me up and lead me to your bedroom where we curl up and fall asleep. This is my first submission, feedback would be awesome! :) A Christmas Story John was not happy. It seemed like everyone in the whole world was having a good time. Everyone else, that is. Nothing was going right today. "I can't find my Girlfriend's Pussy. My Girlfriend can't come over and play. Now I have to stay here with a babysitter." It was a new babysitter, not even someone familiar. It was two days before Christmas, too! This time of year was supposed to be special! "You look like you could use some cheering up," the babysitter said. "Would you like to play with this snow globe?" John walked closer. The babysitter smiled and handed John the snow globe. "Turn it over and watch the snow fall," she said, her eyes twinkling. "It's Santa's Village—Santa's Secret Village. This is where Santa, his elves, and his reindeer live." John picked up the snow globe and shook it until it was filled with floating snowflakes. There were little buildings inside and—look, there was a reindeer, and a tiny elf. They looked so real! Suddenly John had the strangest feeling, as though something wonderful was about to happen. John blinked. Snow was falling and voices were laughing. What had happened? "Welcome to Santa's Secret Village, John," said a cheerful grownup voice. John looked up into the smiling, bearded face of Santa Claus! "You're our honorary elf for the day! These are my elves," Santa added, looking around at the little people around them. One elf handed John a green jacket and a funny-looking pair of shoes. "Hi, my name is Bud. Just put these on over your clothes. They're woven with North Pole fleece and they will keep you warm here in Santa's Secret Village." John quickly pulled on the elf clothes. "There!" said Bud, "You could almost pass for one of us!" Santa placed a red and green striped elf hat on John's head and said, "I have to go check on my reindeer now, but I'll see you later. Have fun!" Bud took John to Santa's Workshop, where elves were assembling and painting all kinds of toys. "I bet all the kids in Cedarville combined don't have this many toys!" said John. Burt, the elf in charge of the toy production, showed John how to make a toy robot. "Very good!" said Burt, admiring John's work. "You can be my helper any time!" Next, Bud took John to the Mailroom, where Bif was surrounded by mailbags overflowing with letters. "Hi, John, Santa told me you might drop by. I sure could use some help sorting the letters that came today. It's getting close to Christmas Eve and we don't want anyone to be disappointed on Christmas morning!" Soon Bud and John were helping Bif open envelopes and sort the mail for Santa to read. John looked for letters from My Girlfriend and other kids back in Cedarville but there were just too many letters to read—and John was only 19 anyway! When they were finished, the three hurried to Mrs. Claus' Kitchen, where the other elves were eating lunch. "Hi, John!" they called. "How do you like being an elf?" "I love it!" replied John. What a morning! Wouldn't John's family be surprised if they could see Mrs. Claus standing here serving lunch and Pussy-Juice to John and a kitchen full of elves! After lunch Bif went back to the Mailroom, but Bud and John stayed to help make cookies. Mrs. Claus even let them eat cookies right out of the oven. Yummy! Bud led John to the Reindeer Barn, explaining that he learned how to groom reindeer at the Elf Academy. "But I can show you how it's done," said Bud. Soon John was handling the brush with ease. After brushing each reindeer's coat, John polished their antlers, then fed them carrots. The reindeer quickly grew fond of their new caretaker. "I see you've made friends with my reindeer," said Santa, walking into the Barn. Santa then spoke in a low voice to the reindeer. John wasn't sure, but it sounded like he was talking in a special reindeer language. The reindeer perked up their ears, and their hooves danced in place, as though any second they would take flight! "John," Santa said, "you've been a great honorary elf today—and you've been good all year, too—we want to give you a special treat. Would you like to ride on one of our reindeer?" "Oh, yes!" cried John, jumping up and down in excitement. Santa sat John on top of the little reindeer called Raymond and gave the reindeer his instructions. Raymond pranced around, then leapt into the air, taking John for an exciting ride over the village. "That was more fun than Fucking Tight ass," sighed John. "Oh, Santa, thank you so much for bringing me here!" We've enjoyed having you here today," said Santa. "Come back and be an 'elf' with us again! Now I have to go check my list, and it's almost time for you to go home. But first, Bud, take John to the Clubhouse and play for a while." John was getting tired, and it was time for supper back in Cedarville. How would John get home? At the Clubhouse the elves showed John their toys and books. John spotted a snow globe on the table and picked it up. "How strange," thought John. "That tiny town inside looks like mine." Wake up, it's time for supper." John blinked and looked around. This wasn't Santa's Secret Village. What happened? "You're back home," said the babysitter. "Your family is back, too, and it's time for me to go. I hope you have a Merry Christmas. Here, this is for you." She held out the snow globe. "Santa wants you to have it—so you can visit again." So it wasn't a dream! John was so happy! What a wonderful day it had been. This was going to be the best Christmas ever! THE END! Merry Christmas Everyone