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Under The Camel Toe

By: amandablaze



It was my last year in high school and Christmas was only a few weeks away. All of my friends at school were bragging about the gifts they'd already purchased for their boyfriends, which was depressing the hell out of me. For one, I wasn't seeing anyone serious, and for two, I was so broke I couldn't even afford to buy gifts for my family.

"You need to get yourself a job," said Tasha as we walked down the hallway towards our Math class. 

"A job?"

Tasha flipped her long dark hair and laughed. "Seriously, your body is kickin' but it can't buy you everything."

I looked down at the clothing I was wearing, a skirt and blouse that would have cost me over five hundred dollars if I'd have purchased it myself. My last lover, Detective Brock Jones, had purchased it for me along with the satiny designer thong and push-up bra I wore underneath. I knew my healthy breasts and tight ass very much had something to do with that trip to the mall. Forget the fact that I was by no means, ugly. My looks have been compared to the actress Emma Stone, but with long red hair and bluish green eyes. "Oh, I don't know. I just hate working."

Tasha raised her eyebrows. "You hate to work? Girl, everyone works for their money, you know what I'm saying? Just 'cause you have big old titties and a sultry "come fuck me" stare, doesn't exclude you from having to get a job."

She was getting a little worked up and I stared appraisingly at the fire in her eyes. Tasha's gorgeous with her light cocoa colored skin, exotic green eyes, and a body that even made me drool. She's also one of my very best friends and, admittedly, secret fantasies. 

"But it's so much more fun doing it the way I have," I pouted. "It turns me on when I know I've fucked somebody so good they want to buy me things."

She snorted. "Then move to Nevada and work on a ranch."

I laughed. After watching a special about it on cable, it actually intrigued me. All the hard cock and wet pussy I wanted, then to get paid for it? Fuck yeah!

"I'll think about it. But, seriously my body has gotten me a lot of things Tasha." Diamonds, perfume, expensive clothing and even a sports car last summer; I thought it had been a dream come true at the time. But, unfortunately my mom had made me return it. It had been a gift from an elderly man in the nursing home where I'd actually done volunteer work. The old coot had actually talked me into showing him my tits once a day. The first time had been a freak accident; the uniform I'd been wearing had been a little too snug in the chest. When the buttons popped and my boobs spilled out of it while giving old Jerald a sponge bath, he'd lunged for them with both of his liver spotted hands. I'd slapped them away at the time, trying to laugh it off, although it had been a little disturbing even for me. But then later, when I'd been tucking him into bed, he'd given me this big sob story on how I'd reminded him of his beautiful wife, Audrey, God bless her soul, who'd been the light of his life. She'd also had big knockers and had used them to soothe his aching neck when he couldn't sleep at night. I guess she'd allow him to lie on her naked breasts and he'd sleep like a baby. Well, there was no way I was going to let anyone fall asleep on my boobs and I'd refused when he'd brought it up.

"How about a little peak, then?" he'd pleaded. "Just a little?"

I laughed. "Oh, I could get in big trouble for that, Jerald."

His face fell. "But, I'm dying, you know? It would make my remaining years in the home easier."

"I really can't," I said.

He grabbed my hand. "I'll give you my car. I don't need it anymore, you see. A pretty girl like you needs a car."

Yeah, I needed my own car! 

"Well..."

"I'm serious," he pleaded. "It's sitting in storage, collecting dust, just like me. Come on, it's just for a little peak, whenever you're in the home. I'll never tell. Please?"

When I finally agreed I had to calm him down to make sure he wasn't going to have a heart attack.

"Okay," I murmured. "I'll let you have a peak but no more touching. I mean it!"

He nodded vehemently and licked his lips. "Oh no. I just want to look."

I went over to the door and closed it. "Okay Jerald," I sighed. "You ready?"

"Yes," he said, his watery blue eyes trying to see through my top as it was. I'd gotten a new uniform from the storage room, this one much larger in the hips but fit my double "D's" much better. As I began undoing my top, his hand moved under the covers.  

I paused. "What are you doing?" 

His eyes grew bigger. "Nothing."

I sighed and then finished unbuttoning the top. 

"Oh, those are nice..." he whispered. "Now," he licked his lips again, "take off the bra."

I unclasped the bra and my tits spilled out as he released a shaky sigh. Then I saw his hand began moving under the covers again. This time I knew exactly what he was trying to do. 

"Stop that. You'll hurt yourself," I said, moving closer to the bed.

"Oh...they bounce nicely when you move," he said hoarsely. "Did you know that?" 

"That's it," I said, trying to cover them. "I'm putting them back."

He raised his hand. "Wait! I won't do anything. Nothing's working down there anyway. I just had to try."

I bit the side of my lip. "Okay then. But just look a little bit longer. Then I have to get going."

"Um...can I just touch? One time is all. Pretty please? That car sure is a beauty..."

I rolled my eyes. "Fine, but just once!"

"Come closer," he said, raising his wrinkly old hands.

As soon as I moved closer he grabbed a hold of my boobs and squeezed. "Oh...my....God...." he sputtered. "If I was a young man, I'd bend you over right now and bang the shit out of you. I would indeed."

I bit back a smile, then removed his hands and stepped back. "Okay, that's quite enough. Time for bed, old man."

He licked his lips and smiled. "Those are some fine titties. Fine titties. Thank you for sharing them with an old timer."

He was really a sweet old coot and I couldn't blame him. My boobs were pretty magnificent, I had to admit that myself.

After that day I would let him see my tits and cop a feel or two, making him happy and me fantasizing about the car he was going to give me. Unfortunately, when he'd finally given me the keys, my mom had totally flipped out, making me give them back. She had no idea why he'd been so generous and I kept quiet about it.

"Yeah" I said, thinking about the car again. I suppose I could use a job, especially now that Brock's moved out of town." 

"I heard they're hiring at the mall for Santa elves," said Tasha.

I snorted. "Santa elves?"

She nodded. "Yeah, it's only seasonal but the pay is supposed to be really good, especially working the second shift. My brother's girlfriend works there part-time."

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad and I really needed the money.

That night I borrowed my mom's car and drove to the mall. There was a small store at the end of the mall they used every year for their Santa display and when I walked through the door, I noticed a couple of kids crying on the way out with their parents and two very frustrated Santa elves behind the counter. When I overheard the girls talking, I almost turned around and left.

"He just called that boy a little shit. Did you hear that?"

"That's what I thought he said. God, he's such a dickhead," murmured the other girl. They were somewhere in their twenties, both dressed in cute elf costumes that were also pretty sexy. "No wonder we keep losing employees."

"Um...excuse me," I interrupted. Both elves turned to me. "Are you hiring?"

The taller of the girls, a dark skinned girl who reminded me of some Victoria's Secret model, raised her eyebrows. "You looking for a job?"

I nodded. "Yes."

She looked me up and down. "Um, you'll need to talk to the boss."

"Who's that?"

She smiled and pointed to the back of the store. "That would be Santa."

I looked over at the man dressed as Santa. He was sitting on a makeshift sleigh in the very back of the store with a scowl on his face as a woman told him off. He snapped back at her and she stormed passed us dragging her kid with. "Jerk," she hissed.

"Oh, lovely," I mumbled.

Both elves laughed. 

I sighed. "He's not very jolly I take it?"

"Oh, he's not so bad," said one of the elves. "Normally, that is. It's just that his wife left him a couple of months ago and he recently got the divorce papers in the mail. So, he's been a little grouchy."

"Should I just go and talk to him?" I asked.

The short blond nodded. "Yeah. Don't worry, he won't bite."

Then both girls giggled again and I wondered if they were sharing a private joke.

I walked over to the grouchy looking Clause and cleared my throat. "Um...excuse me, Santa?"

His eyes were hard as they regarded me. "Yeah?"

I almost changed my mind, he looked so pissed off. "I um...sorry to bother you but I'm looking for a job."

His lips twitched. "You need a job?"

I nodded.

He stood up and walked past me, ignoring the other kids still waiting in line. "Well, stop back when the mall is about to close and we'll talk. I have other crap to take care of right now."

Then he walked away, removing a pack of cigarettes from his velvety red pants.

"Okay."

What a dick!

The elves were still staring at me with amusement as I walked passed them. "See you later," they both called.

I hung around and window shopped at the mall while I waited to meet with the guy dressed as Santa. He seemed like a complete ass but I told myself that I really needed a job. When it was time to meet with him I hurried back, only to find the pretty elves gone and him looking more pissed off than ever. He even scowled at me as I approached. 

"Something wrong?" I asked.

Thankfully, it was late and there weren't any kids around because he removed his hat, wig, and beard, tossing them to the floor. "Those bitchy elves left me high and dry," he snapped. "They left without even telling me."

"Oh, I guess you could really use some help then?"

"You guessed right."

I stared at him and was pleasantly surprised. He looked like he was in his late twenties, had grayish blue eyes, dark hair, and a handsome face. The only thing wrong with him was that permanent scowl. "Oh. Well, when can I start?"

"You're pretty confident, aren't you?" he said, standing up. He started removing his costume and I was again surprised to see how lean and muscular he was under the Santa suit.

"You certainly don't look like Santa under those clothes," I said, smiling.

His eyes raked over my body. "You certainly don't look like any of my elves."

His elves were fine so that remark pissed me off. I put my hands on my hips and raised my chin. "What's that supposed to mean?" I didn't know if he was insulting me or what.

He laughed. "I mean there's nothing small about you."

Was he calling me fat!?

"Gee, thanks," I snapped.

"Oh, no...I didn't mean..." he rubbed a hand over his face. "Jesus, I'd better shut up before I get myself in trouble for sexual harassment on an employee I haven't even hired yet."

"So, will you hire me?" I asked.

He walked over to the elf booth and handed me an application. "Fill this out and bring it in tomorrow night around six o'clock. Can you work evenings?"

I stared up at him, he was much taller than I'd thought. "Yeah, but I have school in the mornings so I'd prefer not to work too late."

He studied my face. "How old are you?"

"I'm eighteen."

He smiled. "So, you're legal."

"I'm a lot of things," I said softly. The way he was looking at me was making my pussy twitch.

His eyes skimmed my chest. He cleared his throat. "That you are. You're also still pretty young. You need a ride home?" 

He came around the desk and I stared at his athletic body. He'd been wearing sweats underneath his costume and the bulge in them promised many things. All of them good.

A ride? Hell yeah, I wanted a ride...

I sighed. "I drove here, but thanks."

"It's late, you want me to walk you to your car?"

I nodded. "Sure."

He locked up the store and followed me out to my mom's car. 

"See you tomorrow," he said, leaning down into my window. "Drive safely."

"Oh, I always drive safely," I said with a little smile.

He smiled wickedly. "That's where we're different. I drive fast and reckless. It gets me into trouble sometimes, but it's usually worth the thrill."

I stared into his gray eyes. "I like fast as long as it... lasts. See you tomorrow, er...what was your name?"

"Call me Santa," he said with a glint in his eye.

I smiled. "Very funny. I'm Ashley."

He stood up. "Well, be a good girl and Santa might reward you well this year."

"Not me. I've been pretty bad," I said.

He raised his eyebrows. "Oh?"

I licked my lips. "But being bad is usually worth it for me. See you... Santa."

****

The next day my mom dropped me off at the mall just before six o'clock. She's a nurse and had to work the late shift that night. 

"How are you getting home?" she asked.

I shrugged. "I'll just take the bus."

She frowned. "Oh no, you won't. I'll give you money for a cab," she said reaching into her purse. 

"Mom, I'll be fine."

She shook her head and pushed the money towards me. "The bus is too dangerous for a young girl. Call a cab."

"Fine. Thanks mom."

She kissed my cheek and I got out, waving as she drove away. 

The mall was busy and when I made it to Santa's shop, the two elves from yesterday were working. Both girls looked frazzled and there was a long line of kids waiting to see Santa.

"Hi," I said, flipping my hair away from my face. "I'm back."

The short blond elf smiled. "Good, now we don't have to deal with the Grinch alone."

I raised my eyebrows. "The Grinch?"

"Yeah," said the tall dark haired elf. "Jake. You know, Santa Clause?"

I laughed. "Oh, that's his name, huh? I take it he's crabby again today?"

The blond snorted. "Just another day at the North Pole."

"I'm surprised he hasn't freaked out on any of the kids, today," mumbled the other girl. "He's kept his cool but I can see it building."

We looked towards Santa who certainly looked on edge of exploding. 

"Why does he play Santa if he's such a crab-ass?" I asked.

"His brother is actually the owner of this show and pays Jake quite a bit to play Santa. Jake hates it but the money is outrageous, I guess."

"Oh," I answered.

I handed my application over to the blond. She scanned it quickly and then held out her hand. "I'm Candy," she said and then nodded to the taller elf. "That's Brown Sugar. I call her Sugar for short."

I burst out laughing. "Candy and Sugar?"

Sugar smiled. "Oh, you'll get a name, too. Jake insists on the names. It's the only thing that keeps him amused."

"I wonder what I'll be called," I murmured.

Candy touched my long red hair. "I have a feeling it's going to be "Cherry". Jake loves cherries."

Then both girls laughed and I was confused as ever.

"Here," said Sugar, handing me a uniform. "Jake said to have you try this on. I hope it fits."

Candy stared at my chest and smiled. "Although, it might be a little snug on you."

I looked down at my boobs and sighed. "These puppies are a bitch when it comes to uniforms. Where's the bathroom?"

They pointed me to the back room where I changed into the sexy little uniform. The skirt was green with red fuzzy trim and the top was a short sleeved white blouse with green and red stripes. When I'd managed to button it, I silently prayed that the buttons wouldn't pop. My boobs were straining inside already, fighting to be released. I looked into the mirror and sighed. The one place I wanted to look subtle because of children and parents and I still looked like a porn star. 

There was a knock on the door. "You doing okay?" asked Candy.

"Yeah, I think so. You can come in."

She stepped inside and looked at me. She licked her lips. "Wow...um..."

I smiled sheepishly. "I know, a little tight? I wonder if Jake will let me wear one of my own green or red sweaters from home."

She laughed. "Are you kidding me? When he sees you he's going to cream his Santa pants. I'm dying to see his expression when you walk out looking like that."

I looked down. "You don't think it's too tight?" "Hell, if I had your body I wouldn't care. You must get hit on by guys all the time."

I shrugged. "No, not all the time."

She snorted. "Right, you're so hot, I'm sure the guys are standing in line to go out with you."

I smiled. "Thanks. You're very pretty yourself. You shouldn't be complaining."

She was. Her short blond hair was cut into a little bob, she had cute dimples, big blue eyes, and her tits were small but perky.

She blushed as I stared at her chest. "I know, they're a little on the small side."

I licked my lips. "I think they look sexy. What, there's about a handful there, right?" I had an incredible urge to cup her breasts in my hands. I pushed those thoughts away as she blushed again. For someone older than me, she was very shy.

"I guess."

I looked down. "Well, if you want to know the truth, a handful is all a guy really needs. You look like me and they don't always know what to do with the other three handfuls."

She laughed. 

Someone began pounding on the bathroom door and Candy opened it.

"What the fuck is going on in here?" growled Jake. "It's busier than shit out there and I have only one elf working. Get your asses out there now."

"Sorry," muttered Candy, brushing by him.

"Sorry, Jake. I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing right now," I said to him. 

He stared at my tits and licked his lips. "Fuck, is that uniform big enough for you?"

I touched my chest and bit the side of my lip. "I hope so."

He exhaled. "Well, fuck. Um...just..."

"I think I'll be okay," I assured him. He seemed so frazzled. "Just tell me what to do."

He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the bathroom and into the shop. "Just find out the children's names before they come to me and let me know. Keep the line going and organized. That should be enough for now. Once it dies down we'll train you on the registers so you can sell some shit."

I nodded and stood at the front of the line, smiling and talking to the kids. Most of the parents looked miserable waiting so long for Santa, but one of the single dad's looked delighted when he and his kid reached me.

"Wow," he murmured. "I had no idea elves looked like you or I would have made some visits to the North Pole myself."

I laughed. "That's funny...um sir, what's your child's name?"

"It's Ingrid. She's eight."

"Ingrid, come with me and I'll introduce you to Santa."

I walked Ingrid to Jake and he sat her down on his lap. When I went back over to Ingrid's Father, he stared openly at my boobs. "Jesus," he said, leaning into me. "Those bad boys need to breathe."

"Excuse me?" I asked, taking a step back.

He put a hand over his obvious bulge and smiled. "Just admiring the view."

"Oh," I said.

"You free after work tonight?"

I raised my eyebrows. "You're asking me out? Aren't you a little old for me?"

"Not for what I had in mind," he said under his breath.

Ingrid skipped back to us from Santa. "Let's go daddy!"

He turned to me. "So, want to meet me for a drink or something?"

"Sorry, I can't"

He moved closer and whispered into my ear. "Come one...I've got a boner with your name on it."

I pushed him away. I loved sex but when children were around it was a total turnoff. "You need to leave," I snapped.

Suddenly Jake was there. "Ho..ho..ho..what's going on here?"

"Nothing," said the dad. "Let's go Ingrid." Then he dragged his daughter out of the shop.

Jake pulled me aside. "Was he giving you a hard time?"

I smiled. "Oh, he wanted to. A really hard time."

Jake scowled. "Fucking asshole. Let me know if anyone else hits on you."


Under The Camel Toe



"Thanks," I said.

The rest of the night was crazy with kids screaming and crying, parents arguing and Jake getting crankier by the minute. As we were closing the stress had finally gotten to everyone but me, I guess.

"What the fuck is the problem with you girls? You've got to start selling product," he hollered, going through the receipts. "Pictures, mugs, ornaments. How are we supposed to make money if you can't even handle that job?"

Candy's lip trembled. "I did the best I could."

"Don't be such a prick," snapped Sugar. "You're so fucking uptight."

Two parents started entering the shop but Jake, who was still dressed as Santa, stopped them in their tracks. "Sorry we're closed," he muttered. "Here's an idea, bring your kids home and put them to bed."

They scowled at him and left. 

"Sugar, lock the door so we can close in peace," he snapped.

"Fine," she huffed, stomping towards the door with the keys.

"What would you like me to do?" I asked as he went back to the register.

He flashed his gray eyes at me. "Why don't you clean the sleigh for me? The kids were leaving candy wrappers and shit all over the place."

I nodded and began cleaning around it. Within a few minutes, Santa was fighting with his elves again.

"God, you're such an asshole," snapped Sugar. "Can't you just lay off of us for once?"

He scowled. "It's not my fault you two can't get your shit together."

I stared at them and noticed Candy was on the verge of tears. I felt horrible for her.

"What? Now you're going to cry?" hollered Jake.

"Fuck you," snapped Sugar. "Leave her alone. You're always picking on Candy."

It sounded like Jake needed an attitude adjustment. He was ornery, uptight, and had just gone through a divorce. An idea started forming in my naughty little mind. I stood up and walked over to them.

"Jake," I said. "I think we should have a Christmas party.

The look he gave me was almost hostile. "And why is that?"

My eyes widened. "To show your appreciation for your employees? Isn't that why they're usually done?"

"Yeah, Jake," said Sugar. "You need to make us feel appreciated."

"He doesn't know how," sniffled Candy.

Jake's jaw clenched. "I appreciate you girls. I'm just... not very good at showing it."

"You were good at showing it last summer," said Sugar. 

He face reddened. "That wasn't right. We were drunk and I apologized the next day."

I raised my eyebrows. 

Sugar stepped closer to him and brushed a hand over his crotch. "What's wrong Jake? Was it too much for you? Doesn't seem like you're interested anymore...you trying to scare us away now?"

He glared at her. "Too much? I think I proved you wrong that night."

She shrugged. "Truthfully? I don't really remember."

He glanced at me nervously and then looked back at her. "When Ashley leaves, we'll discuss this further."

"I'm looking forward to it," she smiled wickedly . "Me too?" asked Candy.

His lips twitched. "Yeah."

I noticed the bulge in his Santa suit getting bigger and I knew he wasn't talking about a regular old employee meeting.

"Well," I said, walking towards him. "I would love to be a part of that meeting."

He frowned. "You're just a kid. You should probably get going. It's getting late."

"But..." I protested.

"Seriously. I'm going to be giving the other two elves...their reviews. It's been too long and they need it. You need to go home and get a good night's sleep."

I pouted as he took my hand and led me to the door. "What about my other clothes?" Obviously he was so horny he just wanted me out the door.

"Oh, sorry. Go get your clothes."

I nodded and walked towards the back room. The walls were thin but I could hear them talking while I gathered my stuff. 

"Come on Jake, don't be a party pooper. Did you see those tits? She sure doesn't look like a kid," said Sugar.

He chuckled. "No. Not at all."

"Maybe she could join us?" murmured Candy. "I'd love to wrap those legs around my face."

My pussy woke up hearing those words.

"Fuck no," answered Jake. "We'd get in so much trouble."

"What a shame," said Sugar.

Then there was silence. I slowly walked back into the shop. The three of them looked flushed and Jake moved away from the girls, covering his boner. It was obvious they'd already started their tryst before I'd even left the store.

"Okay," I said. "I'll leave you guys. Have a good night."

Sugar licked her lips and said huskily, "Goodbye." Candy's nipples were hard and she was staring at me with naked lust in her eyes. Whether it was for me or Jake, I wasn't sure. I longed to find out but apparently Jake was too chicken to involve me.

Bummer. 

I left them and began walking towards the mall entrance when I remembered I needed a ride home. I dug my cell phone out of my purse, but the battery was dead.

"Shit," I mumbled, tossing it back in. I'd have to go back to the shop.

I turned around and made my way back. The door wasn't locked when I arrived so I went inside and closed the door.

"Hello?"

The three weren't by the cash register where I'd left them and it was dark as I made my way to the back of the store. When I reached Santa's sleigh, the scene before me left my mouth watering.

"Yes," moaned Candy, who was rocking back and forth on Jake's face. "Fuck yes." Candy's other hand was on his cock, pumping it behind her back. It looked almost awkward and I wondered where Sugar was. It didn't take me long to find out.

"See something you like?" breathed Sugar into my ear. She was standing behind me and her hands reached up, touching my nipples through my uniform. "Oh...yes I guess you do."

I closed my eyes and laid my head back against Sugar as her hands began fondling my tits. 

"Fuck, these are nice," she whispered. "I'm getting wet just touching them." Then she began kissing and licking the back of my neck, sending a wave of blazing heat right between my legs. When her left hand began slowly moving down my waist until it reached the outside of my panties, I sucked in my breath.

"Tell me to stop at any time," she whispered, squeezing my wet camel toe through the fabric.

"Don't you dare."

She chuckled and then began undoing the buttons of my top with her free hand. When my boobs burst free from the confines of the tight shirt, she slipped her hand into my bra and squeezed on of my tits. "You are so hot, bitch."

I had one of my hands on her round ass, enjoying the feel as her long thin fingers slipped inside of my panties. I released another moan as she began strumming my pussy.

"You're so wet," she growled into my ear, rubbing my clit faster. "So fucking wet..."

"Yes," I moaned.

Her top was also open and she rubbed her round tits against my back while I yearned for a taste her chocolate tipped nipples. I'd never been with a black girl before and the thought of it made my mouth water. "Faster," I demanded as she continued to rub my hard clit. She obliged using her index finger and amazingly unclasped my bra with the other hand at the same time. 

"Glorious," she whispered, squeezing my hard nipples. I watched her dark skin in contrast to my pale flesh and it was fascinatingly sexy. 

"What the fuck?" hollered Jake, finally noticing us. He tossed Candy aside and stormed towards the two of us. "Sugar what the hell are you doing?"

She chuckled but didn't stop rubbing my drenched clit. "What does it look like I'm doing?" 

His eyes dilated as he stared hungrily at my breasts. "You have to stop...she's just a kid."

"No... I'm... not," I panted as Sugar continued strumming my pulsating clit. 

"Fuck," he said, shaking his head.

"Please...I'd like that," I begged breathlessly. Torment was written all over his face as he stared at my bare tits and Sugar's hand in my panties. 

"You want to share this fine piece of ass Jake?" asked Sugar. She removed her finger from my pussy and licked it. "It tastes as good as it looks. I promise."

I needed him now, I didn't care if he fired me after what I was about to do. I removed Sugar's hands from my breasts and walked towards him, tossing my top to the floor. 

He sucked in his breath as I stood looking up at him. "You're so young..."

"I'm an adult," I argued. "Just like you."

He was naked from the waist up, and I stared at his sculpted muscles, wanting to run my hands over his chest. His nipples were taut and I could see his hard-on through his velvety pants. I remembered how Candy had been playing with it and I longed to do the same.

"This is so wrong," he protested, taking a step back.

I moved forward and pulled at the fine hairs on his chest. "Don't you dare make me beg."

He groaned and pulled me to him, crushing his lips against mine. His tongue plunged into my mouth and I could taste the essence of Candy. I pressed my soft tits against his hard chest, kissing him with everything I had. Then slowly I moved my hands around and grabbed his hard ass, grinding into him. 

He released my mouth and cupped my boobs in his, squeezing them together, his eyes filled with animalistic lust. "Jesus, you have big fucking tits," he growled and then buried his face between them, licking and sucking. 

I was already on the verge of an orgasm, the way he was attacking my breasts. He sucked my nipples, nibbling and teasing, thoroughly enjoying them. Panting, I slipped my hand down his pants and grasped his rock hard cock. There was pre-cum on it and I suddenly wanted him in my mouth for a taste. 

"Slow down," chuckled Sugar, pulling me away from him. "We all want some."

Sugar pulled me towards the sleigh where Candy was casually touching her pussy. When I was seated on the sleigh, both girls began caressing me. 

"Beautiful," murmured Candy, grabbing my tits. She got down on her knees and began squeezing and sucking them. "So fucking big," she whispered. 

Sugar began kissing my lips and I could taste peppermint. Our tongues touched and soon were exploring each other's mouth with abandon. 

I raised my hands to her bra and began squeezing her breasts which were the size of grapefruit, ample and felt glorious in my palms. "You're tits are perfect," I whispered. "Let me get a closer look."

"Here," she said unclasping her bra. Her boobs spilled out and I took one of her dark nipples in my mouth, tasting her ebony skin for the first time. "Yes," she moaned as I rolled her salty sweet nipple around with my tongue. 

Jake, who must have been feeling neglected, came up next to Sugar and began removing her elf skirt. "Time for some sugar," he whispered. "Can we share?"

"Wait," said Sugar. "I think we should start with a little "Cherry", first."

"Cherry?" asked Jake.

Sugar ran a hand over my red hair. "Cherry."

"I'd love some Cherry," he murmured.

Candy got up, moved to Sugar and began feeling her breasts. "Go on Jake," she murmured. "You already made me cum, I'll work on Sugar and you work on Cherry."

Before I knew what was happening, Jake lifted me up and got back down on the sled, this time with me straddling his stomach. He then pulled me forward until his face was inches from my panties. "Let's see if Cherry is a good name for you," he said, pushing the fabric over to the side. Then he looked up at me with his steel gray eyes and dove into my snatch, watching for my reaction.

"Oh!" I moaned, tossing my head back as his tongue slid inside and located my clit, which was already on fire. He licked it like a hungry cat slurping up milk before the others arrived. 

"You're pussy is sweet," he growled into it, between laps. "Fucking... so sweet."

"Yeah..." moaned Sugar down below us. She was sprawled on the floor with Candy in a sixty-nine position. Candy was jamming her finger into Sugar's dark pussy and slurping her juices. "Eat me bitch," she hissed while strumming on Candy's blond snatch.

"Stroke my cock," said Jake from between my legs. "So I can pretend it's your sweet tight pussy." 

I wrapped my fist around his rod, holding it behind me and pumping as Jake attacked my snatch again, with his tongue. 

"You like that?" he asked, plunging his finger into my pussy. "Would you like me to fuck you there, too? That tight little hole ..."

"Yes," I moaned. "Fuck my pussy."

He grabbed my thighs and positioned me for a better angle, then ripped my panties off. "Keep stroking my cock," he demanded and then attacked my clit, sucking the shit out of it. Then he stuck a second finger into my pussy and thrusting in and out faster as his tongue twirled around my clit. 

I grabbed onto his head and pushed my mound into his face. "Fuck yeah. Eat me...fucking eat me, hard!"

He chuckled into my pussy and obeyed, sucking my hot nub until my head began to spin. I felt my orgasm building, higher and higher as his fingers moved faster, plunging in and out, in and out and his mouth devouring my pussy. 

Then, I exploded...

I stiffened up and screamed out loud like a wild animal. "Yes! Jake, Oh, fuck!" 

"That's it," he whispered, lapping at my juices. "Yeah, baby. I could spend all day down here."

My hand was still on his stiff cock but I'd forgotten about it during my orgasm. Now I wanted it inside of me and I got off his face. "Now, fuck me," I demanded, my voice hoarse.

He laughed and sat up. "How can I refuse that?" Then he turned me around so that I was facing Sugar and Candy, who were both still on the ground lapping at each other's clits. 

I positioned myself above his pelvis and he leaned back, reverse cowgirl style. As I slid down onto his cock, he groaned. 

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, you just feel so fucking tight." Then grabbed the side of my hips and began pumping himself into my pussy.

"Oh," I gasped, enjoying the new angle. I'd never been fucked in that position and it was hitting areas of pleasure I'd never experienced. 

"Like that?" he growled, thrusting into me deeper. 

I nodded and put threw my head back, breathing hard. "Yes, just keep fucking me."

He reached up and grabbed one of my breasts, squeezing the nipple so hard it almost hurt. "God, your tits...I'd love smother myself into them." He then pumped harder into my pussy. 

The girls below were now in a scissor position, grinding their pussies together and squeezing each other's tits. I watched their bodies writhing on the ground in fascination as Jake continued to thrust his cock inside of me. Candy threw her head back and began screaming as she began to cum for the second time that night, her nipples rock hard. I licked my lips and watched as she squeezed her own breasts and whimpered in pleasure as Sugar grinded into her. They soon slowed down and I motioned for Sugar, who I noticed, still hadn't cum.

"Let me... eat your... pussy," I said, out of breath from Jakes pounding. 

I got off of Jake and down on my knees then motioned for Sugar to sit down on the sleigh in front of me. I moved between her legs and she leaned back, watching me with fire in her eyes. "I'm going to eat your pussy until you beg me to stop," I whispered.

Goosebumps followed as I ran my finger up her chocolate thigh and stopped at her swollen labia. I placed my finger gently on it but didn't move any further.

"Squeeze your tits for me," I demanded.

She grabbed hold and began fondling them. "You dirty little bitch," she whispered, with a gleam in her eye.

I pinched her labia. "I'm dirtier than you could possibly imagine," I whispered back. Then I grabbed one of her round tits and pinched her dark nipple. "Beautiful," I whispered wanting it in my mouth. But I was on another mission, down below. I licked my lips in anticipation of her mound on my face.

"Fuck, you two are hot," groaned Jake standing next to us, pumping his rock hard cock. 

"Oh no, you don't, Jake. You're going to fuck me with that cock, while I eat her little pussy," I demanded, stopping him with my hand. I spread my legs as he got behind me, grabbed my hips, and then pushed back inside. "Yeah," I moaned, throwing my head back as he moved in and out. Sugar moved one of her hands towards her pussy, to masturbate, but I stopped her. "No," I said slapping it away. "This is mine for now."

I could tell she was getting frustrated with my slow movements and that was my plan. I lightly touched her labia and began caressing it, but not going inside where her throbbing clit was.

"You want my tongue in there?" I whispered, flicking my tongue on the outside of her pussy.

She moaned. "Yes."

I slipped my finger inside of her labia, still avoiding her clit. It was so wet and juicy inside. "Fuck yeah," I growled. "So hot..."

"Please," she begged, pleading with me to touch her clit.

I touched it very lightly, then began strumming it, but slowly, my fingers slick with her juices. I licked my lips. "Tell me to suck it," I demanded.

She was breathing very hard now and pinching the shit out of her nipples. "Suck it," she begged. "Please."

"Suck it," growled Jake behind me, slamming his cock into my hole. "If you don't, I'll eat that little pussy, myself."

I smiled and then dove into her snatch, inhaling her musky scent combined with Candy's. 

"Oh shit," she groaned as noisily I sucked her juicy hard clit. "Yeah, eat that pussy."

I jammed a finger inside as I sucked and nibbled. "Feel good?" 

"Fuck, you're so good," she cried.

I buried my nose in her cunt, using it to strum her delicious clit while my tongue and fingers worked the rest of her pussy. 

"Yes!" she cried, grabbing my red hair. "Eat it!"

Then I used my other hand and slid one of my fingers up her tight little ass and she began to buck. "Oh fuck," she growled as I wiggled all of my fingers, sending shock waves deep inside of both her pussy and asshole. 

"I love your pussy," I said, sucking it loudly. "Give it all to me, all this pussy. Cum on my mouth, come on..."

She grabbed my head and started grinding her snatch into my face, fucking my nose until I could barely breathe. "Yes!" she screamed. "Eat me, you dirty little bitch! Oh God!"

"Holy shit," groaned Jake, who'd been thrusting inside of me the entire time I was eating her hot little twat. He took his cock out and pumped his cum all over my back while Sugar exploded on my face, screaming and thrashing her head from side to side. 

"That's it," I smiled into her pussy, sill pumping my fingers into her cunt.

"Yes, fuck!" she cried, grinding into my face."

When she finally calmed down, I licked her pussy dry as she watched, her legs still trembling.

Candy kneeled down next to me and handed me a towel. "You must be one good pussy eater," she said as I wiped my face. "That was record time for her."

I smiled and leaned forward until I was close enough to touch her blond covered pussy lips. "Guess what, I'm eating yours next time."

She stared into my eyes and grabbed one of my tits, squeezing it hard. "Mm...I can't fucking wait."