Christmas Congratulations (6 page)

I
can't help myself then: I lean over him, wrapping my lips around the
head of his cock, taking the last of his come in my mouth. And then I
lick up the rest hungrily. I look up at him and he looks down at me
with glazed eyes, and pulls me up for a kiss. He presses his tongue
into my mouth even though he must be able to taste his own come - or
maybe that's part of the reason he wants to kiss me now. He's still
breathing hard but his hand creeps down between my legs and presses a
finger inside me. I groan but it's swallowed up by his kiss, and I
shiver at how good it feels, even better since I'm already so turned
on. A selfish part of me wishes he hadn't already come so that he
could fuck me, hard, but I'll take whatever I can get.

"I
think it's time for your Christmas present," Nick says in a
husky voice, and I pull back to look at him.

"Wh-what
do you mean?"

He
grins at me and leans over to our bedside cabinet. He pulls out a
present, tastefully wrapped in golden foil, with a velvety golden
ribbon in a bow.

"Merry
Christmas, darling."

I
look from him to the present, and then open it carefully. Inside is a
plain golden box, and when I open it-

Wow.

It's
a dildo, made of metal, long and thick but not quite as thick as
Nick's cock. It's perfectly smooth and has an elegant curve to it. It
looks almost like it could be a piece of art, and I giggle at the
thought of displaying it on our mantlepiece.

"Do
you like it?" Nick asks. "I made it myself."

"Is
it real gold?"

"Yes.
Only the best for you, my love."

When
I touch it, it's cold under my fingers. A real gold dildo. It's an
unusual present to be sure - not exactly the average Christmas gift -
but I like it very much.

"I
love it," I tell him with a smile. "Maybe we could use it
now?''

He
grins at me. "Do you mean because I spoiled things by coming
already?"

"I
just took that as a compliment," I laugh, and hand the dildo to
him. "But I would really like it if you used it on me."

He
nods and pushes me back against the pillows, pulling my panties off
and throwing them aside. He pushes my legs open and grins at what he
sees. With one finger he strokes my lips down there, and spends a few
moments rubbing my clit until I'm breathless. Then he puts the dildo
to my opening and I gasp - it's so cold! it's so - firm, there's no
give to it at all. As Nick pushes it inside me I gasp, both at the
girth of it and how cold it is - how heavy, too. He continues to play
with my clit, though, with firm circular motions, and the pain melts
away soon enough.

"Do
you know how beautiful you looked, covered in their come?" He
asks as he thrusts the dildo in and out of me. "How divine you
were with the twins inside you, filling you up? Oh, darling. Maybe we
should invite the two of them to play with us, hmm? Fill up every
hole, see how much we can make you come?"

"Y-yes,"
I whisper, shaking already. Py in my ass, Ry in my mouth, and Nick in
my pussy, filling me even more than the dildo is - oh yes, that would
be so
good
,
so very good. I sob as Nick starts to fuck me faster with it, harder,
and I can do nothing but lie there and take it. The pleasure builds
and builds until it's overflowing, until I'm fit to bursting with it
and then I'm coming, so hard, screaming-

But
Nick doesn't stop, he just keeps fucking me again and again, his
finger still rubbing my sensitive clit and only seconds later I'm
coming again, and it feels like I'm being thrown off a cliff.

"One
more," he says, and I can't, I
can't
,
but he's not stopping and the pleasure is building again, oh god, I'm
shaking so badly and I'm hurting, but Nick wants me to come again,
he's
making
me come again-

This
time I really do scream, my whole body tensing up, my muscles pushing
the dildo out of me, my hands curled into the bedsheets. Nick
chuckles and pulls me into his arms, kissing me everywhere as I
shake, telling me how well I did. As I calm down I hold him back,
hugging him so tight he's probably having difficulty breathing.

"That
was a good Christmas present," I tell him, still breathless.

"The
video was a good Christmas present for me," he says with a grin.

I
let him clean me up and then we kiss by candlelight.

I
wonder what we're going to give each other next Christmas? It's going
to have to be pretty damn special to beat this year.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Cat
Summerfield has been writing for years but this is her first venture
into publishing. She's been reading even longer than she's been
writing, and has far too many books on her shelves(if there is such
a thing) and even more on her Kindle app. The only thing better than
a day spent reading is a day spent writing, especially if cake is
also involved.

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