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Christmas Candy

By: jadeQ



Holly was lonely. Most of the time this was fine. Most of the time she preferred life that way. But the holidays got to her. It started with Thanksgiving and all the family togetherness. True, not everyone gathered joyously to fabulously prepared dinners, but we all pretended we did. Other people had to eat dry turkey and repeat old arguments too.

At least Thanksgiving came and went quickly. Christmas dragged out for an entire month, during which everyone was supposedly expressing joy and charity but mainly pushing their credit card limits. 

Holly rolled her eyes at herself. She was turning her own anxiety into bitterness against the entire season. Just because she did not have a date to take to her sister's Christmas party, did not mean the entire season was doomed. 

Maybe she could at least show up in style. While searching her closet had been a failure, her friend and neighbor Candy might share something better. Unlike Holly, Candy shopped for clothes like a normal woman. 

"Holly!" Candy was home and excited to see her. "Have you come to watch the soaps with me? We need to know if our favorite stud is really going to cheat on his girl!"

Even just hanging out at home, Candy was gorgeous. Holly wanted to run her fingers through Candy's long black hair. And then maybe move lower to those juicy breasts under the red velvet hoodie.

Holly reminded herself she was not a lesbian; Candy would inspire lust in anyone. And she was not here to leer at her neighbor. "No soaps tonight, I need your help."

Candy waved Holly into her apartment. Holly eyed the familiar leather sofa with longing, wishing she could stay here. But avoiding tonight would be an act of a coward.

Candy's lovely full lips curved into a smile. "I made peppermint fudge."

Holly accepted a piece directly from Candy's hand, licking the chocolate from her friend's finger, appreciating the taste of her skin even more than the sweet candy. 

"My knowledge of plumbing only extends to that of the human sort," Candy warned, teasing Holly with a reference to the poor condition of their apartment building. "Now if you need to revisit the human anatomy I can help. I understand if you have forgotten."

"Very funny. I was hoping to borrow something for my sister's party."

"Oh, do tell." Candy clapped her hands in delight. Her nails were perfectly manicured and painted red. "I thought you two were not speaking."

Holly wondered how those hands would feel on her body. If depression could not get her through the holidays, then maybe sex could. She dismissed the bitter fight with her sister, "It's a holiday miracle. But I need something to wear."

Candy leaned back against the wall and studied Holly. "I thought your sister hosted couple's parties."

"Well," Holly popped another piece of fudge into her mouth. At least she burned calories fast, so she stayed tiny and thin. Not that she would mind having curves like Candy's. "Under the circumstances, she can hardly blame me for showing up alone."

"Not at all bitter, are you?" Candy hugged Holly.

The warmth and sweet vanilla smell of Candy comforted Holly, but reminded her of her persistent horniness. She should sleep with someone, anyone, at the party tonight. Hopefully, someone that would enrage her sister. It was the season of giving. Oh yes, giving back.

"Just because she married my boyfriend," Holly sighed. Her family had taken her sister's side, perhaps because it seemed natural for a man to migrate from a boyish girl to a domestic paragon.

"Oh no, she saved you the trouble. Just because she ruined the joy of sex for you!"

Holly smiled, cheered for the first time today by Candy's humor. "Well, then I really do need help from a friend. Let me raid your closet and maybe I can sleep with someone tonight."

Candy agreed eagerly, delighted by the opportunity to play dress-up. They entered Candy's bedroom. Although Holly had visited many times, mostly to watch television, she had never been in Candy's bedroom. The bed was large for a single woman. Holly knew Candy did not slept alone often on the red and white striped sheets.

Candy encouraged Holly to undress completely, so she could start with a blank canvas. She studied Holly's naked body intently. Holly was turned on by this examination. She could feel her pussy getting wet. Her nipples had perked up too, she hoped Candy would assume it was the cool air.

Candy shook her head. "You would swim in my bra, sweetie. But your lovelies are so bright and perky, you don't need one."

"You want me to go out without a bra?" Holly crossed her arms unconsciously over her perky lovelies.

"Now is not the time to be shy," lectured Candy. "And with that thought, you'd better shave."

Holly blushed, there was a bushy undergrowth under her arms and thick stubble on her legs. She had not even thought about it.

"Don't be embarrassed, sweetie," Candy smiled reassuringly. "I know you have been having a hard time. I have fresh razors in the bathroom."

Holly had been in Candy's bathroom. The lace shower curtain offered a fun peek-a-boo effect. She sighed to herself and picked up the can of shaving cream. 

"Consider shaving everything," sang out Candy from the bedroom.

Holly dutifully went to work, but her mind wandered. She wanted to be naked in that bed. She paused in her strokes of the razor to touch herself. She slid her fingers inside her own damp warm pussy, wiggling her thumb up against her clit. Maybe if she could get herself off quickly, she could relax. 

Candy stuck her head in suddenly and Holly jumped guilty, accidentally cutting herself with the razor. To tend the wound, Candy bent over Holly's thigh, her head inches away from Holly's half shaven pussy. Candy's position gave Holly an excellent view of her full ass. Her sweat pants had slid down a bit and a band of white lace from the top of her panties was exposed. 

"You should go ahead and wash up as well," Candy stepped away. "I just bought this awesome bath gel, it is supposed to have pheromones in it that just drives men mad with lust. It'll be just the thing tonight."

"Ok," agreed Holly dumbly.

The bath gel was a deep red color and had a musky floral scent. It was much fancier than anything Holly used, but she doubted it had any sexual power. Still, why not humor her friend?

When she was done, Candy was ready to work on her. 

"You have to wear this," insisted Candy, holding up a holiday thong. Santa smiled jollily from the crotch. 

Holly never wore thongs, but why not for tonight? She slid it on, giving Santa a pat on the head to settle him into place. The string in the back slide between the cheeks of her ass.

Holly sat naked except for her thong like a doll for Candy. Candy styled Holly's hair into loose blonde curls that brushed her bare shoulders. As the Candy worked, Holly savored the gentle touch of her fingers on her scalp. 

Gold glitter around her eyes, thick black mascara on her lashes, Candy was building up a glamorous slutty look for Holly. Candy held Holly's chin with one hand as she traced the shape of her lips with red lipstick. But the boldest decoration was the body glitter. Candy slowly spread it down Holly's chest in lazy circles. She paused as she neared Holly's breasts and glanced at Holly. Whatever she saw there prompted her to continue downward. 

Slowly, lightly she spread the glitter across Holly's breasts. First, she circled Holly's left breast in a large circle outlining the entire shape of her petite high globe and then slowly spiraled inward. When she reached the center of the spiral, she reached Holly's nipple. Even though Holly's breasts were small, her nipples were large and sensitive. Holly trembled at her touch, feeling the flood of moisture in her pussy and wondering if she would drown Santa.

Holly leaned forward and kissed Candy, first tracing the outline of her luscious lips with her tongue. As she slid her tongue into her mouth, Holly pulled Candy's head closer by sliding her hand around the back of her warm neck underneath her long black hair. 

After a long juicy kiss, Holly released Candy to unzip her hoodie. Candy was wearing a bra, white lace like her underwear. Holly cupped Candy's breasts, rubbing the hardening nipples through the lace fabric. She did not bother unhooking the bra but instead pulled down the cup on one side so Candy's breast popped out. She pulled the nipple into her mouth and suckled. Candy moaned in delight, this time pulling Holly's head to her breast.

Holly continued to suck Candy's nipple, running her tongue around the hard nub. Her hands pulled down Candy's pants. She dipped her hand down inside the lacy underwear and found Candy as wet as herself. She slid two fingers inside Candy and Candy pushed her hips forward and then back, fucking herself on Holly's fingers. 

Holly lifted her head intending to move downward, but Candy pulled her back to her breast. Holly opened her mouth wider and tried to suck as much as of Candy's breast in as she could. As she did this, she slide one hand around to Candy's ass and gripped her ass, it was full but firm. She rubbed Candy's clit with the thumb of her hand while Candy was still riding her fingers. With the extra stimulation, Candy came with soft gasps, her body shuddering, her hands convulsively tightening in Holly's hair.  

When she was done quivering with the tides of pleasure, she slid weak kneed to the floor in front of Holly. She made no attempt to adjust herself, her full breast with the nipple shining with saliva hung out of her bra, her sweat pants were wrapped around her ankles. Holly and Candy stared at each other and for a long moment, neither spoke.

Holly broke the silence, barely speaking above a whisper, "So would you like to come to my sister's party? I don't have a date, you know."

Candy giggled with relief. "I would love to, but first you know, it is the season of giving..." she trailed off suggestively.

Christmas Candy Ch. 02



Holly knocked on the door. This was her sister Mary's house. It might have been hers if she had held onto Cole. Instead her sister had married her boyfriend and now lived in this lovely house in the suburbs. The house had been trimmed for the holidays - lights twinkled from the edge of the roof, reindeer frolicked in the dark yard, and a short Santa stood guard at the side of the door.

All this Christmas cheer was enough to make her want to escape to a dark bar somewhere with even darker music playing. Somewhere she didn't have to make nice. She stiffened her spine, running away was not an option. She was not sure how sick their mom really was, but she had been too frail to cook up a storm at Thanksgiving like she did every year. So Holly had agreed to make nice with her sister, just to comfort mom.

Not that it would comfort mom to know her daughter had just spent an incredible afternoon making love to a woman. What an experience, what a contrast! Cole was so impatient, a few pumps and he got off. Holly was left sweaty, sticky, and unsatisfied.

Not so with Candy. Holly had made the first move. Knowing what to do was easy, she just touched Candy in all the ways she had ever dreamed of being touched. She knew how to bring herself pleasure, it was the only sex she had enjoyed before today. Exploring Candy's body was a pleasure, it was like hers but different. Her breasts were fuller, her hips softer, her pussy tasted of peppermint. She was starting to get wet just thinking about it.

The door finally swung open. Her sister blinked at them. Holly decided tonight was worth the satisfaction of seeing the look of confusion and then shock on her face. The confusion because at first she had not recognized Holly. The shock when she did.

Holly and Candy were shining with body glitter. Holly's red dress flowed around her body, softening the angular lines of her lean figure and adding the excitement of appearing ready to fall off at any moment. In contrast, the white dress Candy wore clung tightly to every curve, promising a roller coast ride. 

"You finally made it," said Mary.

Holly felt surprisingly calm, great sex could do that. "I was busy."

Candy giggled. 

Holly's sister stood frozen in the door for a moment. "I guess I'll have to set a second place."

They followed her into the house. The dinner party had already started. The food smelled good and the wine was flowing. Everyone turned to stare when they entered the room. The only person Holly knew was Cole. 

She was saved from the awkward entrance by Candy. Candy leaned in closely, her body pressing against Holly's side, and whispered, "mistletoe."

She was right. They were standing under a sprig of mistletoe hung over the entrance to the dining room. All her revenge fantasies against Cole had not included this scenario. She slid her body around so she was facing Candy. She ran her fingers through her long, soft hair. She slid her hands around Candy's face, paused for a moment to look her in the eyes and then leaned in for a long, leisurely kiss. 

Candy's lips also tasted like peppermint. She was so sweet, Holly wanted to devour her again. 

"I don't have another seat," announced Mary. Her voice sounded loud and harsh, but maybe it was just in contrast to the utter silence that had fallen on the room when the two woman kissed.

All the men quickly volunteered their seats, but Holly firmly declined. She slid into Cole's lap and Candy took the seat next to them. 

Cole did not object, he did not protest the insult to his wife. Underneath her, she could feel his hard erection. She wiggled deliberately and he wrapped his arm around her waist. 

"I can't believe this," objected her sister. "Why don't you just dance naked on the table?"

Holly considered this. She picked up the wine bottle sitting on the table and took a long shallow directly from it. The oak table look solid. 

Holly stood up, braced on either side by Cole's legs. "Is that why you invited me? Was pictionary too boring? You needed some real entertainment."

"I did this for mom."

Holly laughed. She handed the bottle of wine to Candy. She pushed Cole's table setting aside, sending the plate, flatware, and remaining food crashing to the floor. Slowly she climbed onto the table so that she was kneeling on it. Her feet stuck off the edge and pressed against Cole's chest. Her ass was nearly in his face. She had felt how aroused he was, she hoped it hurt him not to touch her, not to slide his hands around her ass right now.

Still crouched like an animal, she turned to look at Candy. Candy smiled back. No one at the table move or spoke, the entire dinner party stared. Holly rose to her feet and stood on the white tablecloth in her red high heels. Without music, it was hard to dance but she did it anyway. She slowly pulled the dress off one shoulder, exposing her breast. She was not wearing a bra. Her nipple was hard and perky, anyone could see she was enjoying this.

Her sister was not. "Cole!" she yelled. "Stop this!"

Reluctantly Cole got to his feet. His erection was obvious to everyone at the table. "Holly," he said softly, "get off the table."

Holly crossed her arms and shook her head. Her bared breast bounced with the motion. Candy giggled, enjoying the spectacle. 

Cole went after her, he pulled her off the table and held her pinned against his chest. Now his erection was hidden from the guests but Holly could feel it once more pressing against her backside. She squirmed against him, not in a real effort to get away but just to annoy him and to foil his effort to cover up her breast. .

"Get that slut out of here now!" ordered Mary.

Holly guessed Mary was overconfident in her possession of Cole. Otherwise she would not be asking him to haul away a half-naked, drunk woman that he used to fuck. This amused her. 

Cole dragged her out of the dining room. After blowing the room a kiss, Candy followed them. He pushed Holly out of the front door and onto the cold porch. 

"You made a fool of yourself, " he told Holly.

"Did she?" whispered Candy from behind him. "You seemed to enjoy her." She reached around and cupped his groin.

He jumped and stumbled away from her hand. Candy closed the front door behind her. The three of them were out on the porch alone except for the Santa statue smiling cheerfully.

"I'm going back inside," he said.

"Oh, really?" Candy leaned against the front door. She peeled off her white dress and tossed it over Santa. "I hear you have a fantasy."

He stared at her. Her dark nipples and aureoles showed through the sheer bra. Like Holly, she wore a thong with a smiling Santa over her crotch.

"Yes," whispered Holly. She reached around from behind him and unbuckled his pants. "It's time for your Christmas gift."

Cole groaned as her hand slide inside his pants and she caressed his hard length. Holly bet he had not been getting much sex. He was ready to explode.

He yanked down the cups of Candy's bra so her full breasts spilled into his eager hands. He squeezed them eagerly. While he was busy caressing Candy, Holly pulled off her own dress and slid off the thong so that she was completely naked on the front porch. 

She got on her knees and slid between Cole and Candy so her head was between their groins. First she tugged down Santa's head so she could nibble over the top of Santa's hat. Candy was very wet and smelled sweet. 

When he realized what she was doing, Cole moaned and press his cock against the back of her head which pressed her head further into Candy's pussy. Above her, he continued to explore Candy's lush body. One hand was still caressing her ample breast, the other one crossed over Holly's ear to squeeze Candy's ass. He was crushing Holly's face between his dick and Candy's pussy. It was a nice place to be.

She rubbed her nose against Candy's clit and ran her tongue inside the soft, folds. She tasted peppermint here too. Candy came, sighing with the soft shudders that shook her body as she climaxed.

"My turn." Cole's voice was harsh with lust.

His hands slid off Candy's body and into Holly's hair. He pulled her head around to face him. Candy knelt behind Holly and began to caress her. Holly moaned and leaned back against her, feeling Candy's nipples brush her back. She was very aroused.

Cole's grasp on her hair tightened. "Hurry up!"

Holly bet it he could not hold out much longer. She pulled down his pants and underwear. As soon as his cock slide into the warm embrace of her mouth, he began to come.

Unfortunately for him, Mary chose this moment to see what was taking him so long. She opened the front door and gasped. Cole saw her and jumped away from Holly. Since his cock was still pulsing, the milky white cum sprayed across the front porch.

Holly was glad Candy did not stop. The two remained crouched together, bodies pressed together. With some of Cole's cum warm in her hair, she climaxed as Candy's fingers slid in and out of her.