10 Jingle All the Way
JINGLE ALL THE WAY
Justin
C hristmas Day went off without a hitch. We concocted a plan to explain that Lucy and I were having our gift exchange once we returned home. Other than that, I bought her a scarf and a pair of earrings I came across while out shopping the other day, and she gifted me a button-down dress shirt. For her parents, I gave her dad a very nice bottle of scotch, and Lucy helped me choose a pair of earrings for her mom.
Dinner was about as pleasant as usual. Her dad still hasn’t warmed up to me, but other than that, it was an easy, relaxing day with plenty of cocktails throughout.
We’re sitting at the dinner table when her dad addresses me directly for the first time. “Justin, I think it’s time you and I sit down and talk before you go. Meet me in my office tomorrow morning at eleven o’clock.”
“Good idea, Mr. Alcott. Looking forward to it.” What else can I say—that it’s the last thing I’d like to do on my final day here? Not happening, but it’s certainly what I’m thinking.
“Great.” He immediately moves on. “Also, we’re having some friends join us for dinner tomorrow evening. After hearing Lucy was in town, the Siemens insisted on seeing her before she leaves.”
“Really, Dad? Why didn’t you ask me first? We already ran into Richard while shopping yesterday. I don’t think dinner is necessary,” Lucy protests.
Ah… Richard’s family. Seriously? Richard Siemen?
I lean over to Lucy and whisper in her ear, “You dated someone named Dick Siemen?” She giggles and shoves me with her shoulder.
Not surprisingly, her dad rebukes her comment. “At his parents’ request, yes, I do think it’s necessary. They said they’ve missed you. You were practically family for over three years.” Lucy rolls her eyes at her dad’s comment.
Three years? This wasn’t just some boyfriend—he was her fucking high school sweetheart. Dick probably took her virginity, for fuck’s sake. Damn, I hate the guy more now than I already did.
Lucy looks to Trevor. “You’ll be there, right?”
“Sorry, sis. It’s my annual night after Christmas with the guys from school. You know that.”
“Ugh. You suck,” she pouts.
“Well, I’m certainly looking forward to it. I miss their family. Remember, we used to have so much fun… It hasn’t been the same since you two parted ways,” her mom adds to the irritating conversation.
“Getting to know one of Lucy’s ex-boyfriends will be great. Maybe he can tell me what not to do. Huh, honey?” I interject smoothly.
This earns me a death glare from Lucy, which makes me laugh. My hand reaches for her leg and gives her a reassuring squeeze. Everything will work out the way it’s supposed to.
“I can’t believe he did that. He’s doing it to fuck with you, I’m sure. God, I’m sorry,” Lucy says as we’re sitting on the couch in our room with a glass of wine before we call it a night. However, calling it a night isn’t what’s going to happen if I have anything to say about it.
“Don’t be sorry. I’m having fun coming up with all the different ways I’ll be able to give him shit about his name.”
“Don’t. It’s not his fault his parents were idiots. I mean, I love them, don’t get me wrong, but come on… who names their kid that? Do you think it occurred to them at the time?”
“How could it not? They’re just cruel if you ask me. But here’s the question I have—was Dick the first to put his Siemen in you?”
“Oh my God. Shut up!”
“Oh, so he was then. I can hear his dirty talk now… Oh, baby, you—”
“STOP—just stop. That’s terrible.”
“I’ll tell you what’s terrible…” I set my glass on the table and lean into Lucy, sweeping her hair back so I can whisper into her ear. “I’ll be limited to using the word ‘cock’ from now on.” My hand pulls her hair, lifting her head to access her neck. “Like when I say, ‘Get on your knees and take out my cock because I’m ready for my Christmas present now.’”
Her panting is sexy as hell, making her chest rise and fall, showing me she’s just as excited for what’s coming next. So does seeing her slide off the couch onto her knees before me. The flash of heat in her eyes signals no hesitation and causes my cock to harden even more in eager anticipation.
“I’d like you to do the unwrapping. Start with you first. I want to see those pretty tits bounce while my cock is down your throat.” Her moan is almost enough to make me throw in the towel and rush this along, but driving her desire higher is equally enticing.
Watching Lucy slowly lift the sweater over her head makes me frantic with need. She deliberately removes her clothes at a leisurely pace, letting her bra straps gently glide down her arms until finally letting it fall to the ground. Damn, it hits me again how fucking perfect she is. I’m not sure how I got so lucky the first time or why I’ve been given a second chance, but I’m vowing not to screw this up again.
I can’t wait a second longer, or my zipper will bust. “All right, baby. Time to unwrap my package.” My hips flex, grabbing her attention.
Lucy
Thank God. The bulge in his pants has been tempting me all night, and after being taken care of twice already with no reciprocation on my part, I want to make sure he gets exactly what he needs. Justin starts undoing the buttons on his shirt one by one while I work his pants open. His torso is a work of art, and I can’t help but drool as each inch is revealed, reminding me how lucky I am to have access to this beautiful specimen.
He lifts his hips and helps me lower his pants as his erection springs free, bobbing in front of my face. My mouth waters, and I lick my lips in anticipation. He’s very well-endowed. We better be going all the way tonight, because I’m not sure how much longer I can wait before jumping the man myself.
His cock twitches. “He missed you, baby.” Justin grabs his length, firmly stroking it up and down. “Tell me, did you miss him too?”
It’s not difficult to answer. “Yes. I really did.”
“Good. Prove it then and show me.”
He angles himself toward my face as I rise to my knees and lean down to take him into my mouth. I open wide as he slides to the back of my throat, caressing my cheek with his thumb as my mouth takes over. Justin lets out a hiss, telling me he likes it.
“Fuck, Lucy, that feels so good. I forgot how deep you take me.”
He thrusts his hips, plunging further, and I swallow him down, causing him to groan when he feels my throat muscles tighten around his length. My head rises slowly, sucking and licking along the way until I lift off with an audible pop and look at him with a seductive smile. I lick the head, dipping my tongue into the slit, causing his hips to jerk.
“You’re such a tease. Keep it up, and I’ll be running the show instead.”
“Be my guest.”
“Lucy… don’t tempt me.”
I hum in contemplation as I return my attention downward and take him in again. After a few minutes of devotion, his grunting becomes more intense, and I slow down, keeping him on the edge.
“You’re asking for it, aren’t you, baby? You know I’ll fuck the tease right out of you. Is that what you want?” He fists my hair and tugs slightly so my eyes make contact with his.
My answering moan is enough for Justin to know it’s exactly what I want.
“All right, sweetheart. I gave you fair warning. There’s no going back now. Keep that mouth wide open for me.”
His hand tightens its grip as his other hand grabs my head and presses me down completely, holding me there momentarily before allowing me to come up for air and repeating the movement again. God, I love when he’s in control. My core clenches with desire, and if I weren’t caught up in trying to breathe and not gag, my hand would be taking care of myself. As it is, all my focus is needed up here.
“You deep throat me so good, baby, but fuck, I need to come. I can’t hold back, sweetheart. Fuck.”
Holding my head still, he begins aggressively pumping his hips up and down in short, shallow thrusts while grunting in pleasure. My hands have a death grip on his thighs.
“Oh yeah. That’s it. Breathe, baby. Breathe through your nose while I use that sweet mouth of yours. Fuck, yeah, just like that.”
His cock seems to swell even more when he suddenly plunges deep and holds, pulsing, shooting his release down my throat, making me choke.
He grunts and talks through his release. “God, yes. That’s right, take it. Swallow everything I give you. Fuck, fuck, fuuuck.” When the last drop is spent, he pulls out, finally allowing me to suck air into my lungs.
His thumb wipes the drool and cum from my mouth while he looks down endearingly. “Holy shit, baby. Your mouth is a thing of wonder. That was the best present ever.”
“I can think of a better one.”
He laughs. “Is that so? What if I want to prolong the surprise?” His left eyebrow raises in challenge.
Looks like I’m taking things into my own hands. Rising to stand, I give him a smoldering look as he smirks at me. I’m not sure whether he’s pushing me on purpose or serious about waiting, but either way, I’m going for it. I grab both breasts and squeeze seductively a few times before slowly lowering my hands to the top of my pants, pushing them down while leaving my sexy lace G-string on.
Justin’s cock shows no sign of the orgasm he had five minutes ago and looks painfully ready to go again. His hand slides down to stroke himself leisurely while his eyes remain locked on the show in front of him.
I reach into my panties, making him groan. “Fuck, baby, tell me you’re still on birth control. You know what happens when you tease me.”
“I am,” is the only response I give as I turn around, giving Justin my back.
Very slowly, I slide my panties down, bending over as I lower them to my ankles. There’s rustling behind me, telling me I’m not the only one disrobing. Completely bared and on display, I remain bent over while my fingers reach back to tease my opening, feeling the moisture there, knowing it will drive him wild. I smile at Justin’s growl, then squeal when he grabs me and brings me down on his lap.
“What did I tell you, baby? Play with fire, and you get burned.”
“Why, Mr. Burns… didn’t you know? I’m a pyromaniac.”
“Then aren’t you just fucking perfect for me.”
He lowers his hips while propping me up with his thighs at the same time he lines himself up, giving no pause before he plunges in, pulling me down hard, his entire length impaling me.
I gasp at the intrusion, with a lustful moan following immediately behind. “Oh my God, Justin.”
“Fuck, baby, you needed that, didn’t you?”
“Yes. Please, more.” This is exactly what I needed. I’ll never be satisfied with anyone else. No wonder I barely tried. He literally ruined me for all others.
“Oh, I have so much more for you. Goddamn, Lucy, you’re so fucking tight. Ride me hard. Bounce up and down on my cock.”
With his help, I do just that. His hands lift me up and down rapidly while he thrusts deeper with each slam of my hips. His grunts blend with my gasps as we seek our pleasure together.
“Touch yourself, baby. Come all over my cock. I want you gushing.”
It feels so good backward like this. The angle seems to hit something I’ve never felt before. The instant I touch my clit, my core clenches.
“Oh, fuck, that’s it. Squeeze my cock. Keep doing that.”
The next thing I know, there’s pressure at my back door. I’m so wet his finger slides around my tight hole easily, and surprisingly, it feels good but scary at the same time.
I’m whimpering. “Justin? What are you doing?” The question comes out in pants.
“Your ass was feeling left out back here, baby. It’ll feel so good, I promise. Just relax and keep focusing on that pussy for me, okay?”
I do, but then tense up the second he applies more pressure.
“Relax, sweetheart. I won’t hurt you. Let me in, okay?” He barely pushes the tip of his finger in. “That’s it, good girl.”
After breaching my tight hole, he stills before applying more pressure and slides it in further. I’m not sure about it feeling good, but it’s not terrible, so I continue massaging my clit, hoping to make it back to my pending climax. It seems like forever until instead of pushing, he changes direction and begins to slowly withdraw his finger. Suddenly, the floodgates open to the most intense pleasure I’ve ever experienced.
The scream that escapes is unstoppable. “Justin! Oh my God. Oh my God. What… Wait, oh God…”
“I know, baby. Let it go. Give in and come for me. Let me have it.”
My orgasm hits me like a ton of bricks, my body convulsing while crying out my pleasure. One finger becomes two while he picks up speed and force, sending me into an abyss that doesn’t seem to have an end in sight. Behind me, I hear Justin reach his own climax but am too caught up in mine to pay attention, his sounds flowing around me.
“Goddammit, Lucy. Fuck yeah. Oh fuck, baby, I’m filling you so full. Fuuuck.”
His fingers retreat, practically sending me into another wave of pleasure as they slide out. I’m utterly spent, slumping forward, holding myself up with my hands on his knees. We never even made it to the bed.
“Come here, sweetheart.” He pulls me back into his chest, both of us panting, coming down from our highs. His cock slowly starts shrinking, slipping out of me before he brings my legs up, turning my body so I’m cradled in his lap like a baby.
Contentedness like I’ve never felt before takes over my body, and I bask in our postcoital bliss.