Chapter 3
When the door closes, the sound of the party dies out. The click from Joey locking the door makes this suddenly real. Do I really want to do this or is this the wine talking?
Caleb leans a hip against the table, and I sweep my eyes up and down the length of him, taking stock. When I meet his eyes, I’m slightly breathless and I feel my panties get wetter.
Oh yeah. I want to find out if he really has a gigantic cock.
Joey kisses my cheek. “I’ll be on the couch watching. Okay?”
Giving him a grateful smile, I murmur, “Yes, my love.”
As he settles in on the couch, I take a deep breath and move to stand in front of Caleb. I have no clue what to expect, but I’m going into this willingly, so I won’t play shy. My legs tremble and my heart races as I wait for him to make a move.
What if this is just a fantasy that will disappear once he removes his clothes?
Fuck, I’m being silly. I want to fuck him with or without the costume.
His gaze sweeps over me. “Hello again.”
I raise my chin and offer him a sweet smile. “Hi.”
“Did you enjoy the gift exchange?”
His small talk amuses me, but I guess it’s better than him grabbing me and shoving me on the table... or is it?
“Actually, I did.”
What I really enjoyed was watching his massive hands.
He held the sack open for me, and I was thinking of them on my body.
I can’t imagine how much more of a thrill it would have been if I had known we’d end up here.
He lifts one of those enormous hands to caress my cheek and I shiver, feeling a warmth settle in my belly.
His simple reply of “Good” lights me on fire.
His touch is electric, and I want his hands everywhere. This is not how I expected my night to go, and I have a sudden moment of uncertainty.
Wait, should I really do this? I glance at Joey sitting on the couch to make sure he’s okay with this. He’s watching us intently with a soft smile.
Okay, he’s fine.
Knowing Joey still wants this gives me the freedom to relax. I take a deep breath and hold it as I tilt my head back to look at Caleb. Visually, he’s almost my perfect man, so I will not waste this opportunity.
I’m going to fuck him.
His hand is still on my face. When he strokes his thumb across my cheekbone, I moan softly.
“Miri, do you want this?”
I swallow hard and nod. “Yes.”
He chuckles. “No hesitation, huh?”
“What can I say? I’m in a festive mood tonight.”
He grins. “Let’s see if you’re going to be an obedient little helper.”
A simmer of lust punches me in the gut. I’m ready to do whatever he commands.
“Someone warned me earlier that Santa likes to be on top.”
“Is that right?”
I’m having fun flirting with him and keep my tone light. “Yeah...”
Caleb arches an eyebrow. “Well, let’s see if I’m up to the challenge.”
I grin and shake my head. “I don’t know... you seem more jolly than dominant.”
“I’m jolly because I found a very naughty woman.”
Before I can laugh, he pulls me into his arms and brushes his lips against mine. His kiss is soft and I melt into him. When he cups my breast, I shiver, then inhale sharply when he rubs one of my pert nipples through the velvet fabric.
He groans. I barely realize he’s pushing me backwards until I feel the cold plaster of a wall. He kisses my neck and nuzzles me as he squeezes and plays with my breasts. My nipples ache and harden under his touch, and I wish I wasn’t wearing the dress. I want to feel his skin against mine.
He kisses down my collarbone, licking and tasting my skin. I moan, wanting more.
“How long has it been since you’ve gotten off?”
My eyes snap open and I glance at Joey. “Yesterday.”
Joey shifts positions when he hears my answer. I assume it’s because he knows we didn’t have sex yesterday, so that means I was playing with myself while he was at work. Whoops.
Caleb growls and unzips my dress in the back. He pushes down the front so he can get to my breasts. I’m wearing a strapless bra so he pulls my tits out of the top of the cups and plays with them. He sucks on a nipple and my panties get even wetter.
I can’t believe I just met this guy and now his mouth is on me.
He stops sucking and asks, “What were you thinking about when you came?” before moving to give attention to my other breast.
Oh, fuck. I don’t want to say in front of Joey.
I gasp as his teeth graze my sensitive nipple, but I don’t answer. Caleb’s tongue laps at me, then his teeth gently bite down and I whimper. It feels good, but I want more. He releases my breast, and his fingers slide between my thighs, inching ever so close to my panties.
“Tell me.”
I release a shaky breath. His hands feel so good, and I want him touching me, but... Fuck it.
“I was thinking about fucking an old friend from high school.”
I can’t believe it. Did I just admit I was thinking about fucking Zane?
I dare to glance at Joey again, and he’s stroking his cock through his jeans. Holy shit. The look on his face is one of intense desire. My attention is dragged away by one of Caleb’s hands grabbing my hip. He rubs my pussy through the fabric of my panties with his other hand.
Oh yeah, I definitely need more.
I rock against his hand, wishing he’d push my panties to the side while he murmurs, “What else?”
Oh god, this is so slutty. I want to whisper, but Joey needs to hear me as well, so I can’t.
“I was imagining lying on a bed while we made out and he started kissing my breasts and squeezing my nipples.”
Caleb’s voice is a dark rumble. “Keep going.”
I moan, and my stomach muscles quiver as I continue. “Then he spread my legs and licked my pussy until I came... hard.”
When one of Caleb’s fingers slips under the band of my panties and slides between my wet folds, seeking my clit, I bite my bottom lip and shut my eyes tightly.
Fuck, this feels amazing.
“Tell me what happened next.”
“We fucked until I came again.”
He rubs circles around my clit and my legs quiver as pleasure courses through me. It’s a good thing I’m up against a wall.
“You’re a filthy slut, aren’t you?”
I moan “yes” and he slips two fingers into my pussy.
He finger fucks me for a few moments. The bliss skyrockets me into an unexpected orgasm.
“Ohhh, fuck!” I cry out and ride his hand. When I’ve come down, he removes his fingers. I pant out “more” as I try to catch my breath.
“Since you’re naughty, you need to be punished.”
He pushes me onto my knees. My pulse pounds wildly in my ears.
Ohhh, it’s time to see his cock! He pulls down the pants of the red Santa suit, revealing black form-fitting boxers that mold around the length of his sizeable package.
He’s hard and clearly the rumors were true.
It looks impressive, and I haven’t seen it in all its glory yet.
His thick, muscular thighs make me think about him behind me, pounding away.
He’s fit and probably has the stamina and strength to go all night.
“Take my cock out.”
I lick my lips and caress him through the fabric before pulling his boxers down just far enough to free his cock.
I gasp.
He’s the biggest guy I’ve seen in the flesh. I’ve seen pornos where men have big cocks, but this is different. He’s thick and a large vein runs along the top. The tip glistens with pre-cum. I want to lick it and see how it tastes.
Caleb reaches down and tips my chin up, making my Santa cap fall off.
“It’s time for my helper to suck my cock.”
Desire flutters in my stomach, and I wrap my hand around his shaft, pumping slowly. I can’t help myself, so I look up and tease him.
“Are you sure it will fit?”
His nostrils flare as he stares down at me. “Oh, yes.”
I pump him harder, and he grabs my wrist, holding me still. “I told you to suck my cock, so start sucking.”
My pussy clenches and my mouth waters.
Shit, I love how demanding he is. It borders on feeling like I’m being used, and it’s working me into a frenzy.
I stroke his cock and wet my lips before sucking on the tip. I’m really unsure if this is going to fit, but I’m game. Just the tip is large enough to give me pause. Caleb thrusts his hips forward and I relax my throat as his shaft slides halfway into my mouth.
Oh god, it’s not going to fit!
He grips my hair and holds my head and pulls out fully, but it’s only a moment before his cock is back at my lips.
“What a good little slut.”
His words make me shudder and as he pushes into my mouth slowly, still only going halfway in since he’s so large. I moan around his cock. The taste of his pre-cum mixes with his natural musk, and I want him to fuck me so bad. I pull him out of my mouth and trail kisses down his shaft.
“You like my cock?”
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Beg for it.”
“Oh god, please fuck me. Please?”
He groans and shoves himself back into my mouth.
I suck and swirl my tongue around the head of his cock, and he growls.
He grips the back of my head and becomes forceful, as if my mouth is his toy, and yet not being so rough that it’s uncomfortable.
He uses my mouth for quick, shallow thrusts.
Since he’s not forcing me to deep throat him, I’m able to relax and enjoy it.
This is absolutely filthy, and I briefly wonder what Joey is thinking.
I’m not sure he expected someone to face fuck me like this when he and I discussed him watching.
I run my tongue along the length of his cock and feel him jerk and tense.
He holds my head tight as he fucks my mouth with firm strokes.
My pussy is on fire, and I desperately need his cock inside it, but at this rate he might come in my mouth.
I press my hand against the base of his cock and rub while he continues to fuck my mouth.
He pulls his cock out and I whimper.
Oh God, please, let him fuck me now.
He grips my arm and lifts me onto my feet, then turns us both so his back is against the wall. As he slips his hands under my skirt and drags my panties down, I sway towards him, feeling his cock rub against the velvet at my stomach. Anticipation pulses through me.