He pushed the shiny, smooth phallus into her hand and a fresh frisson of heat trickled down through her body. He wanted her to fuck herself with it while he watched.
Despite her eagerness so far, Amy wasn’t usually quite so brazen as she was being with Cole. Any other night in her life, any other man, and she’d have probably said no. But with him, she didn’t even hesitate. She was his bad girl. His sex slave. He inspired her to shed all her inhibitions. She wanted to fuck herself for him.
So by the time he’d lounged back in his easy chair, still fully erect, she’d lifted one high-heeled boot onto the couch, bending her leg at the knee, giving him a full view of her open pussy.
When she looked down, her slit was gaping, wide and pink, all her folds glistening wet.
Raising her gaze to his, she found his eyes glazed, his expression dark and lustful.
He never said a word; he didn’t have to.
Amy twisted the end of the vibrator and a buzzing noise filled the air. Then she poised it at the lips of her cunt.
The smooth red cylinder slid in effortlessly, all the way to the hilt.
“Fuck,” he whispered, his expression awe-filled.
Licking her upper lip, she began to move the vibrator in and out of her wet opening. She’d never let a man watch her pleasure herself before and she’d never thought she wanted to, but having his eyes on her made every ounce of her body tingle with delight.
The stimulation inside her pussy filled her with pleasure, but…oooh, her poor clit ached, begging for attention. Using her other hand, she reached down to stroke her middle finger across the protruding pink nub. Mmm, yes—she let out a sigh of relief at her own touch, moaning as the searing heat spread through her cunt and out through her body, her arms, legs. “Oooh, yeah,” she purred.
“Baby, you’re so damn hot,” he said in a low, dangerous voice. “But don’t come yet.”
She knew from experience she was capable of more than one orgasm. “Why? I need to.”
He simply shook his head, a stern warning. “No.”
She didn’t ask anything more, even as tempted as she was to ignore him and finger herself to ecstasy. She clenched her teeth and forced herself to stop touching her clit—for him. A sound of frustration left her throat; ceasing the sweet pressure on the hungry little nub at this point was pure torture.
“Good girl,” Cole said, leaning back a little deeper in his chair. “Now fuck that pretty pussy for me some more.”
* * * * *
He could get lost in watching her, Cole thought, in watching that vibrator disappear into her wet pink cunt. Just above where the red shaft sank so deep, her clit jutted out, swelling bigger than it had been when she’d first come out of his bedroom. He wanted to lick it, ease her ache, but not just yet. It was killing him, but in the long run, he knew stretching out her anticipation would bring her deeper pleasure.
Since his own patience was waning, though, he made a split-second decision. “I think you’ve been disciplined enough, so now I’m going to give you your real Christmas present.”
She withdrew the red vibrator from her pussy, peering up at him with a sexy smile. “What is it?”
He grinned, and spoke slowly. “A long, hard Christmas fuck.”
A look of pure joy stole over her face as she said, “Mmm,” then leaned back on the couch, her legs spread for him.
Cole couldn’t wait another second, and he couldn’t move slowly any longer, either. Each passing moment that he wasn’t buried inside her was becoming agony. Pushing up from the chair, he reached the couch in just a few long strides and, positioning himself between her thighs, glanced down. Her beautiful pussy beckoned, parting for him like a pink sea. Her inner lips remained unfolded from the vibrator, her passage a dark opening that needed to be filled with every inch of his hard, burning erection. Without further delay, he shoved his cock deep into her warm, wet cunt, releasing a mighty groan.
When she sobbed beneath him, he stopped, gasping out, “Are you okay?”
“Mmm, yes,” she whimpered. “So good, so big.”
The words made a smile of sexual pride unfurl across his face. “I’m glad you like it, baby.”
“Your big cock is making me crazy,” she purred up at him, lifting her hips off the couch to meet his next stroke.
It was all he could do not to growl. “Aw baby, you make me fucking insane with excitement.”
Sliding his hands up the plush velvet at her sides, he closed his fingers over her ample breasts, kneading them through the soft corset.
The firm, massaging touches made her moan deeper, louder, made her pump her pussy against his cock harder. Fuck, she was able to take him so deep in that hungry little cunt and he slammed into her with more and more power as she met each solid thrust.
Curling his fingers into the top edge of the velvet, he pulled down slightly, revealing her nipples. God, he instantly wanted to feast on the gorgeous pink beads. Still fucking her, he flicked his tongue over one hard pebble, making her bite her lip as she watched. Then he lowered his mouth fully onto the peak, sucking on it as eagerly as she’d done with his cock. She whimpered and moaned and gripped his hair between her fingers to hold him there as she arched her chest, forcing more of her soft breast into his mouth.
He continued plunging his cock into her juicy opening as she struggled against him, pushing, grinding. He fucked her long and hard and deep, as he’d promised, and he was almost amazed he didn’t feel near explosion. He could only assume his promise to her was somehow allowing him to keep control even as intense pleasure blanketed his whole body. And he knew it wouldn’t have felt this way if he’d just fucked her from the beginning. Together they were gleaning a deep pleasure wrought from anticipation, from drawing out their lust.
“Fuck me from behind,” she pleaded suddenly, her voice gone ragged.
“What?” It caught him off guard. She’d been so obedient up to now, even when he’d insisted she quit fingering her clit. But this new demand from her, when he’d least expected it, sounded good.
“Fuck me from the back! I feel it deeper that way. My pussy feels fuller.”
He couldn’t help taking advantage of the opportunity. “Beg for what you want.”
“Please, Cole, fuck me from behind. Please!”
The hot little whimper in her voice was enough for him—hell, who was he kidding; he couldn’t have resisted giving her what she desired in that moment if he’d tried. Every ounce of his control had disappeared.
After he drew his cock out, she got to her knees and turned over, bracing herself on the arm of the couch. “Now,” she pleaded.
Spreading the cheeks of her ass with his hands, he slid his slick erection back into her warmth.
“Oh God,” she moaned at the entry, and he could have sworn her pussy actually took him in deeper this way, seeming to swallow his whole length in a heartbeat.
“Is it good?” he asked, pushing in tight.
“So fucking good,” she breathed. And as he placed his hands on her hips and began to move in and out of her warm, deep cunt, she panted, “My g-spot loves your cock, baby.”
He could only growl in reply, her words making him pummel her pussy harder.
“Yes! Yes! Fuck me hard!” she shrieked.
He grunted with each harsh stroke he drove into her, loving how well her cunt swallowed him, savoring the way she cried out now with each stiff thrust.
“Oh, God! Faster, faster!”
As Cole fucked her—slam, slam, slam—he felt like he’d died and gone to heaven. He’d only dreamed of a girl who loved to fuck the way he did, who loved the intensity, the hard heat, who wanted him to ram his cock into her wet pussy as hard and fast as he could. She was so receptive to him that he wanted to somehow give her more. Glancing down next to his knee on the couch, where she’d abandoned the vibrator, he suddenly knew what else he could offer her.
“You want more, you naughty girl, you?” he whispered near her ear.
“Mm
m, yes. Please.” She sounded desperate.
Taking up the vibrator even as he continued to slide his cock in and out of her, he slipped the red shaft into his mouth to get it wet, tasting the salty juices her cunt had left behind. Then, using his free hand to part her ass a little more, he positioned the vibrator’s blunt point at her tight little hole and slowly began to push it in, using short but firm thrusts.
Beneath him, she let out a moan of surprise. “Oh, are you…are you…?” The tiny fissure began to expand, to accept the tip of the vibrator. She moaned again.
“I’m fucking your ass with our little red toy.”
“Oh God.” She sounded doubtful. “That thing isn’t so little. And I’ve never…”
“Shhh,” he told her. No, it wasn’t little, but he thought she could take it. God knew she’d taken everything else. He sensed her body wanting this, needing it, without her even knowing. As if to confirm the thought, her asshole spread a little wider, taking the thickest part of the vibrator inside.
“Oh…” she whimpered beneath him.
“Does it feel good?” He continued gently fucking her pussy even as he pushed the second shaft deeper.
“Mmm…oh God…yes.”
Soon he was sliding the vibrator in and out of her sweet little asshole in the same rhythm he fucked her cunt.
* * * * *
The pleasure of being doubly fucked was nearly overwhelming to Amy. She screamed out at each and every thrust, feeling as if her pussy and ass might come apart at any second—but oh God, it was good. She couldn’t believe she could endure a double penetration—she’d never been fucked in that opening before and had never expected to be, let alone at the same time a huge cock pierced her cunt.
Pound, pound, pound—the two shafts entered her, filling her beyond all comprehension, making her so weak it was all she could do not to collapse beneath the weight of such heady bliss. And just when she was beginning to wonder how much longer she’d be able to stand the incredibly thorough fuck, Cole pulled his cock out of her.
“Wh-what are you doing?”
His voice was softer than before. “Giving you something you need even worse.”
She didn’t move an inch, aware he still held the vibrator in place in her ass. It felt strange, new, to have nothing in her pussy, but something so big and prevalent in the opening behind.
Slowly, he maneuvered himself onto his back, continuing to hold the toy inside her, until he slid his head between her thighs. Amazingly, he was still wearing his sexy Santa hat, reminding her of how this delicious holiday seduction had begun.
Smiling up at her, he dragged his tongue across her clit. She flinched, the move driving the vibrator into her ass a little deeper, which sent another jolt of pleasure to the distended nub—God, it was like a sensual game of ping pong in her nether region. She was more prepared for his next lick, though, so she sank into it, pushing her swollen clit into his mouth, no longer nervous about propelling her ass farther onto the vibrator.
“Can you turn it on?” she purred, realizing for the first time that she could have still more sensation back there.
“Oh yeah, baby,” he growled, clearly excited by the request, and a second later the shaft came to life, humming pleasantly in her super-tight passage.
Talk about heady pleasure. She had to grit her teeth to withstand the heavy, filling sensations that buzzed through her as he licked her clit and fucked her ass at the same time. She threw herself into it even more, wanting all the joy she could soak up, pushing her pussy against his busy mouth, rocking back against the vibrator in her ass. “Oooh yeah,” she moaned as her asshole clenched around the humming tool.
She looked down into his warm brown eyes as he sucked her clit and found him watching her. She licked her lips while she tweaked her sensitive nipples between her fingertips, sending thick bursts of pleasure through her chest and downward. Reaching to spread her pussy wider for him, she used the first two fingers of one hand while the other hand massaged her weighty breast, still half covered in luxurious velvet. The snug corset moved against her body, making her feel as if she were being caressed everywhere.
“Lick me, baby,” she whispered. “And keep fucking my ass. I’m getting close. So close.” Mmm, yes, the desire was twisting tighter and tighter inside her, hurtling down the delicious path toward satisfaction. “Oh yeah, close, baby,” she breathed. “So fucking close. So…oh, God, I’m gonna come. I’m gonna—” A super-charged orgasm like none she’d ever known roared through her, breaking off her words with a tremendous moan. She let out ferocious cries with each hard pulse of a climax that was so strong, so intense and strange, that it was almost painful even as it delivered the ultimate pleasure.
Finally the frenzied contractions waned, leaving her limbs shaky, her body spent, yet…
Oh God, this never happened to her. Never. She was still excited. She’d had plenty of multiple orgasms, but it always took a little time to reinitiate her body, to get her pussy hot again. Already now, her cunt was hungry, her clit aching, her entire body humming with electrical currents even though he’d just withdrawn the vibrator. And this new arousal brought with it a fury, a hard craving that overcame her weakness and transformed her into an aggressive animal, a woman who needed more of him and was going to take it. No more little sex slave tonight. Cole had had his fun, his turn at domination—now it was time for her to call the shots.
“Sit up,” she said gruffly, backing off of him and grabbing his arms to hurry him along.
The moment he complied, she lifted one knee across his lap and pushed his shoulders back against the sofa. A glance down at his cock revealed he was still thoroughly hard for her, so she wasted no time, rising up on her knees and lowering her needy pussy down onto the engorged shaft.
Oooh, yes—her pleasure compounded with each hard inch she took inside. When she sank her weight onto his hips, swallowing his entire cock into her cunt, the sensation was nearly overwhelming, this particular position making his shaft feel even larger. It was as if he was stretching the boundaries of her pussy, forcing it to accommodate something much bigger than it had ever held before. She clenched her teeth, caught between pleasure and pain, adjusting to the massive pillar impaling her. “So big,” she whispered.
“Can you handle it?” His tone conveyed a sexual challenge.
“Of course I can handle it. I love it.” And she did. Even if this position took some getting used to with him, she adored his big cock; the mere sight of a tool so large was enough to get her wet, keep her wet, forever.
Slowly, she started to ride him as her pussy grew accustomed to how immense he felt inside her now. And soon she was rocking, fucking, moving in tight little circles because, that quickly, she sensed another orgasm on the horizon, and her clit was begging her to rub it against the base of his cock. He cupped the sides of her exposed breasts, raking his thumbs across the taut pink nipples as if playing an instrument.
Both of them were panting when she said, “This is just like a fantasy I had, except we were in your big red Santa chair and you had on your Santa suit and I had on my elf dress.”
Cole grinned. “That’s so hot, baby. But this is better.”
“Why?”
His eyes twinkled with mischief. “Because here, I can do this.”
She cried out in surprise as the vibrator met her ass again. This time he slipped it in much easier, again filling her in two holes. He began sucking her nipple, drawing it hard into his mouth, as he fucked her ass with the toy and her pussy with his big, beautiful cock.
It was too much, too much sensation to withstand, but on the other hand, maybe it was just enough because—oh yes…oh God! The waves of pleasure broke again, hard and furious, pounding through her like hot heartbeats centered in her cunt. “I’m coming! I’m coming, Cole!”
She rode the climax out, nearly overcome with the way he pleasured all the sensitive spots on her body at once, and this time, when the orgasm faded, she really was spent. But she manage
d to keep riding him, stirred to fuck him even harder when he yelled, “Aw, God, Amy…me, too!”
As he pumped his cock hard up into her, she went still, and when the pulsing sensations vibrated against the inner walls of her cunt, it filled her with a whole new kind of bliss. He groaned with each burst, and she loved having taken him so deep into pleasure.
When his moans diminished to panting, when his body turned still beneath her, she placed her hands on his cheeks and kissed him. Their first kiss.
She had a feeling it would be the first of many.
* * * * *
An hour later, Amy snuggled naked with Cole on the couch beneath a blanket. They nibbled at the cookies she’d brought and drank eggnog while Miracle on 34th Street blared from the television in black and white, sending a new glow across the dark room to vie with the firelight.
Setting her glass aside on the coffee table, she cuddled against his broad, sinewy chest. “I’m glad you invited me over for eggnog tonight,” she said with a playful smile.
His grin was just as teasing. “Maybe we can do this every year.”
“Mmm, a whole new reason to look forward to Christmas.”
Cole gave his head a lazy, confident tilt. “Well, maybe it doesn’t have to be only at Christmas. As long as you have the urge to be naughty, you can have me all the time.”
Beneath the cover, her pussy began to tingle anew. She pulled back from their cozy embrace just enough to brush her beaded nipples against his well-muscled stomach. “I’m getting the urge to be naughty right now.”
“Mmm,” he moaned, setting aside the tin of cookies. His hand disappeared beneath the blanket to graze Amy’s inner thigh. “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for a girl who likes playing the kind of game we played tonight?”
She shook her head.
“Too long, baby. Far too long. And to think you were right here all the time. I had no idea how hot and sexy you could be, Amy. But it’s the best Christmas present I could possibly get.”
She wanted him again, desperately now, so she pulled him into a long, slow kiss, her tongue sparring gently with his as his fingers sank softly into her slit. Her pussy began to swell with delight.
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