The Devil Wants More
Page 15
“No. Keep this on,” she instructed. Opening her mouth, she took just the tip of his cockhead into her inviting mouth. The warmth and wetness caused Tony to inadvertently moan with pleasure. She took a little bit more in her mouth before dragging her wet lips back to the top. She continued to do this, taking a little bit more on each trip, before she had his whole hammer inserted in her mouth. Bobbing her head up and down, she used his phallus as though she was savoring a candy cane. Tasting every bit.
As she came up for a quick breath she looked Tony in the eyes. “Do you like it Santa? Am I a good girl?”
“Yes my dear.”
She continued up and down on his rock hard meat-whistle, filling her mouth up with all of him. After a few more passes, she paused again.
“Santa?”
‘Yes, my dear?” Tony had his head back far, reclining on the couch with her head busy between his legs, his pants still tied up around his ankles.
“I like my new toy, but I want to play with it a different way.”
“Whatever you like sweetheart, it is yours to play with how you’d like.”
“I want to sit on it!” she excitedly said while lifting herself off of the couch. Before Tony had a chance to react, Nicky was sitting on his lap, his raging erection directly under her soaking wet pussy. She began rubbing her mound up and down on his cock.
“Why don’t you tell me what else you’d like for Christmas?”
“Hmm, I have to think,” Nicky said as she reached behind her heart shaped ass and grabbed his thunder stick with her hand. “What do I need?” she pretended to ponder. With his cock in her hand, she guided it to the opening of her love tunnel, letting just the head getting entry to her velvety smooth insides.
“I’m still thinking Santa,” Nicky was still talking as she placed both hands on Tony’s chest in front of her, pinning him to the couch. She was in full control of how deep Tony would go into her slick snatch. Her pussy and voluptuous ass initially sat on top of his pecker like a cherry on a sundae. As she swerved her lower half, she allowed a little more in and then a little more, working in a little bit with every movement. Santa Tony’s cock glistened with the combined juices from both of them and he slid with her thrusts perfectly.
Nicky gave a firm push to allow her moist pocket to fully swallow all of Tony’s fat little man. Having broken the barrier, she dragged her ass back and forth across his lap, giving her pussy all of the cock it desired.
“Santa, is it ok that I’m a bad girl?”
Tony couldn’t answer as his mouth was busy, firmly attached to her puffy pink nipple. Nicky continued to pull him in and out, her thrusting becoming more frequent. Her hand returned to her little nub below and the movements of her fingers mimicked the speed and intensity of her pelvis’ plunging. Her moans louder, more frequent. They rocked back and forth as one, never losing rhythm, trying to satisfy the urge to push their bodies closer and closer together.
Nicky's nails dug deep into Tony's skin as she yelled, “Santa, Santa, Santa! I’m coming to town!”
With her notification that she was on the edge of orgasm, in one fell swoop, Tony moved her body 90 degrees to a horizontal position while still inside of her. He pushed her legs back by her head, intent on bringing this one home in style. He pumped furiously, as if he was powering the pistons of a sleigh needing power to fly through the air. Her pussy clenched his dick with each thrust, a new tightness with each ram. She locked her legs around him, keeping his pelvis as the only source of power to finish her off.
She let out an elongated “yeeeeeeeeeeees” and hearing her voice her pleasure was enough for Tony. He couldn’t stop it if he wanted to (and he didn’t) and his swollen member exploded in joy, coating her insides with his love juice. She tensed all muscles as she also came, pushing into him and wrapping her legs around him as tightly as possible. He also let out a rapid succession of the word “yes” before pulling out and watching what he made drip out of her exhausted pussy. They both collapsed on the couch in complete satisfaction.
Neither said anything nor moved to cover or clean up. Chests heaving in an attempt to catch their breath, unable to do anything else besides focus on survival. The amount of time they both spent in this position was lost on them, time had no meaning at this point. All was well with the world and they needed nothing else.
Nicky cosied herself on the couch, feeling a need to sleep after being properly fucked. Tony felt his own eyes began to flutter and began to devise an escape plan.
“Will you look at the time?” That was seriously the best he could come up with.
Through a yawn, Nicky said “You probably have a long night ahead of you. Lots of presents to hand out.”
Tony saw his chance and stood, bringing his cum covered red velvet pants back up to his waist, a casualty of the rental agreement. While fixing his belt, Tony let her know that he would continue to search for her lost presents. Nicky just smiled sweetly.
“Santa?” she asked as he collected his things and made his way to the door. He turned to hear her question.
“Will you come see me again next year?”
“I am counting the days dear Nicky. Merry Christmas.” And with that, he exited her apartment, leaving her to sleep as visions of his cock danced in her head.
*****
Out in the hallway, Tony made his way to the elevator and pushed the down button. The familiar “ding” let him know his ride had arrived and as the door parted, he had to move out of the way as a different Santa was getting off. Both appreciating the humor in two Santas meeting in a hallway, smiled and laughed upon coming face to face. As Tony turned to enter the elevator, the other Santa stopped him.
“Ho ho ho. Can you tell me which way to apartment 8B?”
Tony pointed in the wrong direction as the elevator doors closed.
*****
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