A Touch of Mistletoe (19 page)

"Want me to suck your cock, beautiful boy?"

M.C. shivered all over, biting their lip and nodded.

"Did you think about that in the shower?" An-An reached up and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of M.C.'s pajama pants, forcing them over M.C.'s wider hips and large ass. "Did you imagine my mouth on your cock? Holding you down, sucking you until you came? Did you touch yourself thinking about it?"

M.C. moaned, lips parting slightly, head falling back against the couch as An-An eased the silicone dildo out of their pants. It was warm from being pressed against M.C.'s skin, the head soft and silky underneath An-An's lips as she bent to kiss the tip, hand wrapped around the base. She kept her touch light and teasing, then stood to lean over M.C.

She bent until they were close enough to kiss, but didn't lower her mouth to M.C.'s, waiting lips until M.C.s eyes flicked open. "You never did answer me." Her voice was light and teasing still, but with a hard edge running underneath. "Did you touch yourself thinking about my mouth and hands on you?"

M.C.'s mouth opened a little in a silent gasp and they nodded, quick and jerky. An-An raised her eyebrows and M.C. swallowed hard. "Yes." Their voice was quiet, almost a whisper on the first word before growing louder and more confident. "I thought about what you'd said back at the lodge. About wanting to take me—fuck me."

"What did you think about?" An-An brought one knee up to rest on the couch between M.C.'s legs. She pressed forward against the base of M.C.'s strap-on cock enough to put pressure on their clit underneath. M.C. squirmed, cheeks pinking as they tried to keep their hips still, despite the stimulation. "Did you think about me strapping on the big cock we haven't gotten a chance to try yet and bending you over the bed? Did you image me fucking your ass with it or taking your sweet cunt?" An-An watched M.C.'s eyes widen and their cheeks darken as she spoke. "Or did you imagine me using my fingers and mouth, making you all wet and sloppy until you begged and then stretching your opening?" She leaned closer, her lips just brushing against M.C.'s in the lightest of kisses before pulling back enough to speak. "You've taken four fingers into your greedy holes before, but never more than that. Do you want more than that, my pretty boy?"

M.C. wet their lips. "You mean like fisting?" An-An nodded and M.C. sucked in a long breath. "Yes." M.C. said. "Yes…" Their hips rose again, seemingly without them being aware of it. "I would like that, to at least try."

"All right, then." An-An sank down onto her knees again, wrapping her fingers more firmly around the base of M.C.'s cock and sucking the head into her mouth. She pressed firmly with her hand, keeping the pressure on M.C.'s cunt as she sucked, cheeks hollowing, tongue swirling around the head.

M.C.'s hand rested on the top of her head, not controlling or pressing, just a warm steady contact. Their hips rocked back and forth, rubbing themself against the base of their cock, nudging its length further into An-An's mouth. Pumping her hand, An-An began to press and pull at the shaft firmly enough for M.C. to feel it through their cock into their cunt and hips. They made a low keening noise, their hips speeding up, rocking hard against An-An's hand.

An-An pulled off M.C.'s cock with a wet pop and sat back far enough to unbuckle the straps of the harness and slip her hand in. She massaged M.C.'s swollen clit and the wet folds of their cunt.

She watched as M.C. moved closer toward completion, and slipped her hand out of the harness just before M.C. tipped over into orgasm. "Come on." She held out her hand and helped M.C. up. "Let's finish this in the bedroom."

It was a short walk down the hall to M.C.'s bedroom and An-An quickened her pace so that her long legs took her there in half the time. M.C. followed behind, still holding onto An-An's hand, keeping their bodies as close together as possible.

As soon as they made it to the bed, An-An spun, pulling M.C. close and kissing them thoroughly. She pushed M.C. down on the bed and watched as they scrambled to strip their clothes off.

M.C. seemed almost shy when they looked up at An-An through their lashes, fingers toying with the bottom of the binder they still wore. "Can I keep this on?" M.C.'s tone was clearly hesitant. 

An-An knelt on the bed and kissed them hard. "Of course."

Hands came up to tangle in An-An's hair as M.C. kissed her back hungrily until they were both breathing hard.

An-An stood to pull off her own sweatpants and underwear, though she left her t-shirt on. Opening the chest that sat at the end of the bed, she pulled out another harness, a long silicon dildo, a bottle of lube, a condom, and a magic wand vibrator.

M.C. watched from where they were spread out on the bed, eyes half-lidded while they stroked their cock. An-An stared pensively for a moment before pulling out a final item and dropping it on to the bed.

She fitted the dildo into the harness before pulling it on and adjusting it to sit snuggly on her hips. "You want this?" She stroked one hand up the shaft of the cock, which was thick and long, bigger than any dildo she could comfortably take. But M.C. liked it big, and fucking them with a monster like this was both a turn on and an ego boost. It made her wet just thinking about stretching M.C.'s sweet hole, listening to them moan for it.

M.C. nodded eagerly, gaze fixed on An-An's cock.

"Where do you want it, sweet boy?" An-An kept stroking, pushing the base of the cock back against her cunt, causing thrills of pleasure to go through her as she did so. "Which greedy hole do you want me to fuck?"

"Please." M.C. rolled over onto their stomach and pushed up onto all fours. "I want you to fuck my ass until I come, please."

An-An grasped the base of her cock hard and rocked her hips forward against it, feeling the sweet edge of pleasure and pain, drawing her closer to climax. Her gaze drank in the curve of M.C.'s back, the roundness of their thighs, and ass. She finally forced herself to slow down, and took several deep breaths. She reached for the condom and rolled it on her cock, giving herself several extra strokes in the process as she watched M.C. arch their back and lift their hips and ass further into the air in anticipation.

"What about this?" She picked up the spider gag from the bed and held it up.

M.C. craned their head around to look and An-An watched their eyes widen when they saw the bed. "Yes. God, yes." M.C. nodded frantically and An-An laughed and beckoned with one finger.

"Come here."

Scrambling back around, M.C. crawled to the edge of the bed and stopped when they were close enough for An-An to fit the gag into their mouth. The metal circle went behind their teeth, holding their mouth open wide, while the four metal 'feet' rested against their cheeks, keeping the ring from being able to be flipped or knocked out of their mouth. Finally An-An buckled the straps behind M.C.'s head to lock the gag in place.

M.C. moaned, feeling the gag with their tongue.

An-An began stroking her cock again as she watched. "Here." She pressed the tip of her cock past the steel ring and into the warm wetness of their waiting mouth.  M.C. watched her throughout, eyes glazed over with lust.

An-An began to thrust shallowly, her hand wrapped around the shaft, pressing it back against her cunt as she did. The sight of her cock disappearing into M.C.'s mouth, the way the hard metal of the gag held M.C. open and vulnerable, made her throb, stoked her pleasure. She thrust a little deeper, watching M.C.'s eyes as they struggled to take more of her length down their throat, unable to do anything but accept the intrusion. M.C. made a muffled noise against both the gag and An-An's huge member and An-An gripped her shaft tight and snapped her hips forward with just enough force to send her over the edge. Her climax hit her like a wave, making her vision blur and her legs lock momentarily.

 She gave another shallow thrust before pulling out, watched several beads of moister roll down M.C.'s chin, long strands stretching between M.C. mouth and her cock. She rubbed the slick tip against their bottom lip until M.C.s whined in the back of their throat with need. She reaching for the lube, gaze still fixed on M.C.'s mouth.

M.C. turned, got up on all fours again, and pushed their ass high. An-An loosened the harness just enough to take the pressure off her oversensitive clit before she slicked her cock with another generous amount of lube. She rubbed the tip around M.C.'s hole.

"Ready?"

M.C. nodded jerkily and An-An pushed in, watched the way M.C.'s body opened and stretched around the wide girth of her cock, relished the whimpers and moans M.C. made. She didn't stop until she was all the way in, the press of M.C.'s hips baring down against the base of her cock, causing much needed pressure against her throbbing clit.

An-An took a deep breath and then pulled back. M.C. keened as she did so, the sound becoming louder and more needy as An-An pushed back in.  She gave one more slow, gentle thrust and then set a punishing pace, hard enough to rock M.C. forward with each push. One of M.C.'s hands braced themselves against the bed, the other encircled the base of their own cock, pressing it frantically against their overheated cunt as they thrust their hips back against An-An's invading length.

It didn't take long before M.C.'s body stiffened with climax, their back arching.

An-An pulled out when M.C. went boneless and fell face first onto the bed. Flipping them over, An-An unbuckled the gag and gently eased it free. M.C. worked their jaw to get rid of some of the stiffness while An-An crawled onto the bed and knelt between their spread legs. They pulled off their harness finally, and An-An could see how wet they were, cunt still swollen and sensitive

She reached for the bottle of lube again and slicked her fingers before rubbing them between M.C.'s folds and then slipping two inside. M.C. groaned, shifting against the bed, head falling back.

"You're so open." Slowly, An-An pulled her fingers free and then added another. "So ready for this, so greedy." She pumped her fingers in and out of M.C.'s cunt, pulling them free again only to add a fourth. Her free hand landed on M.C.'s stomach, rubbing soothing circles against the soft flesh as she fucked them. "Are you going to take all of them, my handsome boy?" She thrust in hard and M.C. keened the way they had when she'd fucked them from behind. An-An grinned, pushing herself up so she could lean in close. "Are you going to take my whole hand into your slutty little hole?"

M.C. drew in a sharp breath, back arching slightly, and An-An felt their cunt clench around her fingers.

"Yes," M.C. said. "I'm going to be your slutty boy and take your whole hand into my hole. Please, please I need to be fucked."

An-An raised her eyebrows at that in mock surprise. "You just were fucked. Unless I imaged my cock pounding into your pretty ass. If you're still so desperate to have your holes filled, you really must be a slutty boy."

M.C.'s cheeks burned red as they blushed, but they also nodded, a little hesitant and shy again, despite the fact that they were spread out naked on the bed with An-An fingers fucking their cunt. 

An-An wanted to kiss them, so she leaned forward and did so. She let it be gentle until M.C. reached up and put their arms around An-An's shoulders, deepening it, turning the kiss hot and passionate.

When the kiss ended, An-An sat back, gently pulled her fingers free and added more lube to her hand, making sure it was well-coated down to the wrist. She made a wedge shape with her fingers and began to push slowly into M.C.'s body again.

M.C. spread her legs as far as they would go, moaning softly and reached for the magic wand. An-An kept her eyes on M.C. cunt, watched the way it opened, stretched and widened to allow more and more of her fingers in up to the knuckle. There was a click and then a low whine. M.C. rocked against the head of the vibrator, pressing it right above their clit as An-An eased her hand further into their body.

"Don't come for me yet," An-An ordered as M.C. shuddered against the bed, body wracked with pleasure from both the stimulation of the vibrator and being stretched so wide. "Not until I fuck this slutty hole of yours."

M.C. nodded, biting their lips, but their eyes had begun to glaze again with pleasure. An-An eased more of her hand in, watched as it was swallowed by the soft heat of M.C.s body. Then her hand was buried all the way up to the wrist, and she could feel M.C.s cunt clamp around her, the strength of their muscles gripping her, so warm and wet.

Slowly she let her fingers curl into a fist.

"Oh God!" M.C. body pressed against the bed, her free hand clenching the blankets as the other ground the vibrator against her cunt. "Oh God, oh God …"

M.C. came hard again, muscles clamping around An-An's hand, pulsing and squeezing while M.C.'s whole body shook. 

An-An waited until they relaxed again and let the vibrator fall to the bed beside them. "Ready?" She stroked gentle circles against M.C.'s belly until they nodded, and then began easing her hand out.

"We need a shower." M.C. stretched finally when An-An sat back.

"Probably." An-An yawned and then reached to gather up all the toys and other supplies, undoing the buckles of her harness and piled everything on the floor. "But I can't be fucked right now."

"You most certainly can fuck." M.C. said, then giggled, covering their mouth with one hand. When An-An turned to look at them in surprise they grinned and pulled off their binder, letting it slide to the floor as well.

"Come here." An-An held out her arms and M.C. crawled across the bed to curl in An-An's lap again.

"I have a present for you," M.C. said after a moment. "It's in the linen cupboard; I'd get it, but I'm too tired right now."

"I have a present for you as well." An-An smoothed one hand down the back of M.C. head. "But we can do the whole exchanging presents, call home thing after we sleep."

M.C. yawned and stretched a little in her arms. "Sounds good to me."

An-An lay back in bed still holding M.C. close, grateful for once that M.C. insisted on keeping her apartment ridiculously heated. She was sick of being cold.

"Can I tell you something?" M.C. said after a long moment of silence.