There's something special about the silence that comes following an intense four-person orgasm. While everyone quietly struggled for composure, it was as if the air in that tent had been sucked up in a vacuum. Each of the girls would each willingly go another round but the man, he appeared satisfied. Before anyone could ask him to stay, he casually made his way to the flap opening and pushed himself through without a word.
Ariel and Nicky were still in an intimate pile and Vanessa propped up on her elbows, legs still apart, the remnants of her good time still seeping from her opening. The girls' heads were cocked, trying to make sense of the hasty exit. Vanessa was the first to get up, leaning forward to peek out of the tent. What she saw next made her pull back into the tent, securing the flaps closed with her hand.
"T-there's a b-b-bear out there," she told her friends. Ariel and Nicky didn't move, each instead smiling a knowing smile with no sense of panic, confusing dear Vanessa.
*****
Nicky lay back against the headboard as Ariel's strawberry blonde hair bobbed dutifully between her legs. Her ass was up in the air to make room for Vanessa's pretty head, situated underneath her, her tongue playfully flicking Ariel's lower lips. Vanessa's hand was left to tend to her own precious spot, at least until they made another position switch. Her fingers gingerly danced over her own swollen folds and occasionally dipped inside of her wet hole.
The fun in the bedroom was interrupted by a vibrating sound on the bed. Nicky paused for a minute to check her phone before throwing it down in disgust.
"Ugh, dude, enough," she said towards the phone, "we're done. Forever."
Ariel lifted her head away from her friend's snatch for a moment. "I know right? Tim keeps calling me. It's sad."
Vanessa continued to diddle her nether regions as she spoke. "What time are we leaving for the campsite?"
"Let's leave earlier than last week," Nicky recommended. "I want as much time up there as possible."
"That creepy desk guy is gonna start to think we're weird for going up there so much," Ariel pointed out.
"Oh, leave him alone," Vanessa protested, "he's not creepy."
The other girls delighted in her defense of the man, taunting her. "Aw, you want to fuck him."
Vanessa sheepishly grinned before admitting, "Maybe I do. I need something to keep me going when you guys are off with bear-man."
Nobody could ridicule her reasoning, it was sound enough. Without another word, they went back to tending to each other's happy pussies for well into the night.
*****
Santa Is Coming
(Bearded Naughty Taboo Christmas)
by Candy Socks
© 2015 Candy Socks / 7 Inch Books
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*****
Samantha and Tony remained lip locked as they pushed into the dark room. They continued their kiss as Samantha dropped her bag and skillfully removed her shoes, Tony taking off his jacket and discarding it on the floor. Tony feigned disbelief as Sam pushed him onto the bed, him landing on his back silently as the multiple layers of blankets below broke his fall.
“Hey, I...” he spoke in a library-friendly voice as Sam made him agree to be practically silent before she would finally allow him up into her apartment. Sam’s finger raced to her mouth to silence him almost immediately and her eyes grew wide, emphasizing the importance of not making a single noise. She turned to the door and moved it very slowly until the faintest “click” could be heard confirming its closure. Sam tip-toed over to Tony on the bed, giving him a prize winning smile before climbing on top of his body and straddling him.
Sam pulled her shirt over her head and threw it across the darkened room. Tony’s hands raced up to her very full white bra, taking in every inch of her full melons as she hurried to remove his shirt. She threw that across the room too as they met with a deep kiss again, the sound of both inhaling through their noses highlighting the passion behind the lip lock as well as the height of acceptable noise level. Reaching behind her, Tony was able to quickly unhook her bra and it slid silently down her arms to a resting position besides them on the bed. Tony kissed her neck while cupping one of her beautiful 34C tits in his hand. Her pink nipples bursting out and begging for a visit from his mouth. Tony took his time kissing down her entire neck, her collarbone. The anticipation was driving her crazy.
She grinded her moist special parts against his hardened member as hard as she could, layers of pants separating what they both wanted. Tony’s mouth continued and he gave little love pecks around her firm and perky knockers, making his way towards her awaiting nipple at a glacier’s pace. Impatiently she hugged her arms around his head, bringing him in closer as he finally puckered his lips and got ready to take this erect nipple into his warm, wet mouth. Tony placed his full lips over the entire areola and applied light pressure. The combination of warm, wet and suction was too much for Sam to bear; her body disregarded her own set rules and inadvertently let out a moan at a significant volume. Shit.
She immediately recognized that this was trouble, covering her own mouth with her hand and waiting for the fallout. She turned towards her closed door and waited, arms still wrapped around Tony, the puzzled look on his face lost on her as she was fixated on her own door. A light from outside the bedroom had turned on, illuminating the crack between her door and the floor and alerting Sam that the jig was up. Pretty soon, a knock at the door.
“Samantha? Sam? Are you in there?” There was an aggressive turning of her handle, the lock preventing the voice from opening and walking in on this. Sam didn’t immediately answer though the fact that the door was locked gave up her position.
“Sam, I want to hear about your date!” the voice continued. A defeated Sam hung her head in frustration, Tony still unsure of what was going on.
Loudly, Sam addressed the closed door. “Hang on just a minute Nicky, I’ll be right out.”
“OK! I’ll make tea,” the sound of Nicky’s feet pounding the floor as it skipped away could be heard inside the bedroom.
“Huh?” was all Tony could muster, holding out for some help getting this boner to go down.
“Look. My roommate. She’s a little, um...I don’t know the right word. She’s not the brightest.” Sam’s boobs still hanging out in the open, now a cruel taunt towards soon-to-be blue balled Tony.
“Ok, but can’t you just explain to her that you’re busy?” Tony began kissing Sam on the neck again.
“It’s not that easy. She’s not stupid, she’s just a little naive.” Sam was doing her best to distract Tony as kissing her neck was unfair.
“What is she, some type of virgin?”
“I doubt it, she’s 25. Just a little innocent. She won’t leave us alone until we go talk to her.” Sam clutched and covered her breasts in both hands as she stood up and turned on the light. She found a recently discarded heavy hooded sweatshirt and pulled it over her head, Tony getting a last glimpse of her sweet jugs as they jiggled when she struggled to get her head through the shirt. He let out a loud sigh and redressed his own torso.
“It’s my fault, I’m the one who made noise,” she pleaded with Tony for forgiveness.
“You can’t make noise in your own apartment?” Tony was still bewildered.
“Oh, we will,” Sam winked at him before turning back to open the door. She di
sappeared on the other side, Tony left sitting on the bed with a very hard cock and nowhere to put it. He begrudgingly got up and went to go find where that sweet pair of tits went.
*****
Tony ambled into the kitchen to find his sweet and chesty Samantha leaning over the kitchen bar, her juicy ass jutting out into the air. She was speaking to a very striking blonde situated across from her. Was this the cock-blocking Nicky? This girl had clearly just come from bed but even so, still looked amazing. Dressed down in shorts and a tight t-shirt, her features were accentuated by the soft cotton that helped her to sleep. Two beautiful, perky breasts holding up the number ‘88’ on her t-shirt, her ass making an impossible curve inside blue sweatpants in the back. This was a beautiful girl.
Nicky clammed up when she saw Tony enter the kitchen and instead of talking, looked straight down at her tea.
“And Nicky, this is Tony,” Samantha said once noticing that Tony joined them.
“Hi Nicky, nice to meet you.” Nicky gave only a shy wave of her hand after Tony had stuck his out to be shook. Awkward but Tony’s hardened face lightened up a little upon noticing that the roommate wasn’t a prudish troll but instead a very attractive simpleton.
“I was just explaining to Nicky that you came over to check that problem I had been having with the windows.” Why was Sam going to such great links to disguise what was actually going on? They were all adults, all of them.
“Yeah so I should probably get going,” Tony’s look to Sam conveyed ‘I’m sorry but this is your problem’. Sam understood and didn’t try and stop him. Nicky did.
“Wait, don't leave yet,” both Sam and Tony were shocked Nicky spoke up. “Can you help us move our Christmas tree?”
Tony leaned back to get a peek inside their living room and saw a gigantic Christmas tree leaning awkwardly in a corner of the room.
“That’s quite a large bush you have there,” Tony remarked to the both of them.
“Bigger is better,” Sam said while looking him dead in the eyes. Don’t forget, she was cock-blocked (clam jammed?) too. “Plus, Nicky’s really into Christmas.”
“I love Christmas!” Nicky lit up as she told Tony what Sam already knew.
“Sure, I’ll help you move the tree,” Tony said as he threw his jacket back down on a chair. Nicky clapped and skipped into the living room. Sam stuck out her arm and stopped Tony from following her, quietly repeating “loves Christmas” to him, hoping he’d understand. He didn’t and followed Nicky into the living room.
This was going to be a lot of work. This tree was over 6 feet tall and already had a number of ornaments hanging. No gifts underneath though, giving them plenty of room to find a place to stand. Nicky bounced around, removing ornaments and carefully placing them on the couch. She worked up quite a sweat and removed her t-shirt, a welcome surprise to Tony. Underneath she had been wearing a modest white camisole, a name Tony wouldn’t have known but a piece of clothing he definitely appreciated. Since she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath, he got a better idea of the shape of her tits as they were free to go where they wanted. She bent down to pick up some dropped ornaments and gave Tony quite a view. Her full tits pointed to the floor as they swayed back in forth, in sync with her movements. He could see down to almost where they came to their summit, her nipples were pointing to the floor and the only part that remained covered.
Tony knew he was staring and that Sam would join them in the room at any moment but he couldn’t help himself. These cans were displaying themselves for him and demanding to be watched. Unaware of anything except for Nicky’s sweet titties, Tony was caught off guard when Nicky looked up from her bent over position and eventually made eye contact with him. She had seen where his eyes had been and instead of making a big deal of it, used her free hand to push her cami tight to the middle of her chest.
Tony knew the plan was to move the tree to the other side of the room but unaware of how these girls wanted to do it. Nicky gave a clue.
“I’m going to make sure the base is nice and tight so we can move it together. I’m just going to carry the base and need you because you’re tall and can hold the top nice and steady.” She winked at Tony as she said that. He just gave a thumbs up.
Nicky bent straight at the waist to examine the screws on the tree’s base, giving Tony a great view. Was she kidding? Was this a test? Her pert ass presenting itself to him as she struggled to turn all of the screws as tight as possible. A hint of pink panties peeking out from her waistband caused Tony’s hardness to return. What was a girl this hot doing home alone on a Friday night? Was there something not right with this one?
“Ok, we’re ready to move,” she said while still bent over. Tony positioned himself right behind her, his cock dangerously close to the soft, warm curves of her ass. He inched closer and closer until he finally felt a hint of contact with her body. As she repositioned her grip several times, her apple shaped behind lightly grazed his wildly erect cock.
Nicky had apparently been talking to Tony but he hadn’t noticed. She straightened back up to see why he hadn’t responded and saw exactly what had captured his attention so. She was just as flustered as he was when he realized he was caught again.
Nicky playfully hit him on the shoulder saying “You, mister are dating my roommate. Eyes up here.”
They coordinated the tree movement together, Tony holding the top, Nicky bending over to carry the base to where a new floor pad was waiting. There was no room for modesty as they had to work together so Tony had a bird’s eye view of a perfect ass that wouldn’t quit, bent over right in front of him, occasionally brushing up against his bulge. They got the tree to where it was going and no one was the wiser.
Sam wandered back into the room as they finished, bringing a bottle of wine to the sofa with three glasses and poured into all of them. The three sat on the couch, Tony sitting in between the roommates. He was all smiles, this night may have greater possibilities.
“So what are you getting for Christmas Tony?” Nicky asked him as she drank from her glass.
“Um, I don’t know. Maybe some books from my parents. Not sure what else.”
“But what did you ask Santa for?”
Tony lightly chuckled and felt Sam’s hand grab his wrist and clench tightly. He tried to show Sam he was confused with a quick look but her eyes got huge and she very subtly shook her head as if to quietly say no.
“Um, I forgot to ask him for anything this year. What did you ask him for?” Tony wasn’t sure if this answer would be ok with Sam.
“I’ll show you my list!” Nicky bounced off, out of the living room.
Sam leaned in close to Tony and spoke very quietly. “She still believes in Santa Claus. Do not say anything.”
Tony was incredulous. “C’mon. You’re putting me on. She’s like what, 25, 26?”
“Just let it go. I know it’s weird but if that’s her only hangup as a roommate, I’ll take it. Please don’t say anything. Don't ruin it for her,” Sam was still whispering and watching the door to make sure Nicky wasn’t close by.
“Is this a joke?” Tony wasn’t letting it go but soon had no choice as Nicky appeared back in the room holding a piece of paper.
“Ok, here’s a copy. I obviously sent the original to Mr. Claus. I didn’t ask for much because there are people who have less than me and I should keep them in mind. First I asked for...” Nicky read off a list of what she wanted for Christmas, literally boring Sam to sleep on the couch. Poor Tony had to fake interest as Nicky went on and on with a list of things she expected come Christmas morning.
While just a short time ago, Tony couldn’t keep his eyes off of Nicky, the game was now changed and he was conflicted with whether or not he found her crazy, hot or crazy hot. The night had not turned out at all as he expected so once Nicky finished, Tony politely excused himself and got out of there as quickly as he could.
*****
Tony continued to see Sam, but Nicky never seemed to be around her apartment when
he was there, much to his dismay. Even though he and Sam had finally consummated (aka boned like sweaty pigs) their relationship, he couldn’t get her roommate Nicky out of his mind. There was nothing wrong with Samantha, she was really hot. Any guy in the world would kill for a chance to suck on her beautiful pink nipples, to be able to pump away inside her tight little pussy. Tony was just enamored by the hot roommate who was dumb enough to still believe in Santa Claus. That just wasn’t something that you ran into everyday.
“How’s Nicky? Getting ready for Santa Claus?” Tony asked Sam questions like this frequently. Sam would just shake her head and try and change the subject though Tony often pressed on. He asked her to bring Nicky out on some nights but Sam always flatly refused. Tony had no way of being in contact with the naive, Santa loving roommate and it drove him nuts. December was the month when her craziness was in full swing and he needed to be there for it.
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