The Christmas Present

by Suzanne Graham

  Amanda wrapped her arms around Sabrina and trailed kisses up her chest and throat until she reached Sabrina’s lips. There she licked and nibbled on the fullness of Sabrina’s mouth as she stroked Sabrina’s lush bottom cheeks.

  Sabrina backed Amanda up to the cold tile wall and reached between them. She lightly squeezed and plucked at Amanda’s clit. Amanda’s legs felt wobbly and she thought she would collapse, but Sabrina held her firmly in place with her body as she continued to torment Amanda’s clit.

  Amanda’s breath grew ragged as her climax edged closer. When Sabrina began to torment Amanda’s breast with her other hand with the same squeezing and plucking, Amanda’s orgasm rushed through her. Sabrina held her tightly while Amanda gasped.

  When Amanda had recovered, she pushed Sabrina down on the shower bench. Spreading Sabrina’s legs, she knelt on the floor in front of her. Amanda had never tasted another woman, and now, she couldn’t wait another moment. She wanted to make Sabrina moan and gasp and come hard from the strokes of her tongue and fingers.

  She spread Sabrina’s folds carefully and exposed her hard bud of flesh. She lowered her head and slowly dragged her tongue over Sabrina’s clit. Sabrina jumped under Amanda’s hands which emboldened Amanda to draw the nub into her mouth and suck hard. Sabrina moaned.

  “Oh, love. That feels so good,” Sabrina said, spreading her hands over Amanda’s head.

  Amanda circled Sabrina’s opening with two fingers. Sabrina was wet and soft and hot. Still sucking and flicking Sabrina’s clit with her tongue, Amanda inserted her fingers into Sabrina’s velvety hole. As she drove her hand in and out, Sabrina’s inner muscles tightened around her fingers.

  “Oh, yes… yes… yes,” Sabrina wailed as her climax shook through her body.

  Amanda felt a new rush of warmth flood her own slit. She kissed Sabrina’s inner thigh as she waited for Sabrina to recover from her orgasm.

  “The men will be looking for us soon,” Sabrina said when she’d caught her breath. “And I don’t think the four of us would be very comfortable in this shower. It’s not quite as big as the one in Tenerife.”

  “Yeah, we’d better finish cleaning up and get out before they try to get in,” Amanda said, smiling into Sabrina’s sex-hooded eyes.

  They shampooed and washed, helping each other with long, gentle caresses. When they got out and dried off, Amanda handed Sabrina a thick white towelling robe and a pair of velour slippers.

  “What are you going to wear?” Sabrina asked.

  “I bought several sets of robes and slippers when Tom put the hot tub in. It makes me feel like I’m at the spa, and guests like them, too,” Amanda said, opening the linen closet and grabbing another set. “I’ve got plenty.”

  “Are you ladies ever coming out? Or do we have to come in there and get you?” Tom bellowed from the living room.

  Sabrina looked at Amanda, and they both laughed.

  “We’re coming!” Amanda shouted as she and Sabrina hurried out of the bathroom.

  Chapter Five

  Mark had taken a quick shower after bringing in logs for the fire and changed into his lounge pants without a shirt. Now he lay on the floor propped up on his elbows next to the fireplace, watching Sabrina and Amanda emerge from the master suite wrapped in matching white robes and slippers. He figured they were naked under those robes as he caught glimpses of their bare legs as they walked into the living room, and Sabrina had the top of her robe so loosely crossed her bountiful breasts were barely concealed.

  Tom stood from his chair at the sight of the women. Mark remained on the floor. He wondered if tonight would be a repeat of the first night or if they’d remember to include him in the festivities this time.

  “Oooooo, look at our men, Amanda. Aren’t they gorgeous?” Sabrina asked, running her hands up Tom’s bare chest. He had only put on his sleep pants, too.

  Amanda turned to Mark and came towards him. He noticed the limp she’d tried to hide from him. “It looks like your ankle’s not so fine after all,” he said.

  “It’s not serious, and I don’t plan to walk on it for the rest of the night,” she said, kneeling next to him on the floor.

  He looked up and waited for her to touch him, his nerve endings lit with the expectation of her gentle caresses. But she didn’t move. He waited and held her gaze. She wanted something from him, a signal or a command maybe. He didn’t want to be in control of her responses. He wanted her to initiate the contact. He wanted her to show him how much she wanted him without his leading her along with his touches. So he stayed still and waited.

  She drew in a deep breath and reached out her hand to touch his abs, dropping her gaze to his body. She traced over the contours of his muscles with her slender fingers, and he had to concentrate on breathing normal. Just her light touch was building up his libido. She slid her hand up his chest and circled first one then the other nipple with the pad of her middle finger. He forced himself to lay still and let her continue her leisurely exploration of his body. When she reached his shoulder, she leant forward and slid both her hands over his deltoids and down his biceps to his forearms. She paused with her hands on his wrists, and he held his breath, hoping she wasn’t done with him, hoping she hadn’t wanted him only to feel his muscles.

  She glanced up at him. He let out his breath with a shudder when she let go of his wrists and slipped her hands under the waistband of his pants and gently, slowly, oh so leisurely pulled them down over his hips. He lifted his butt off the floor so she could pull his pants all the way off, but her hands paused in their descent, leaving his cock still covered by his flannels. She looked at him and silently shook her head. Damn! What was she playing at? He lowered his butt back to the floor and waited to experience her next move.

  She rubbed her thumbs over his hips and down his sides in little circles as his cock ached. Finally she finished her mini massage and pulled his waistband down the length of his cock and freed him from his pants. He thought he caught a slight smile at the corners of her lips as she fixed her eyes on his penis. She licked her lips and, without a single hesitation, swallowed his entire length into her mouth.

  He fell back onto the carpet with a groan, struggling to hold back his swelling need for release. She used her hands and mouth to take him to the brink of his control. His hands fisted in the carpet, and he held his breath.

  “I’m going to come,” he ground out between clenched teeth.

  “Mmmm, hmmm,” she murmured with his cock in her mouth.

  The extra vibration sent him over the edge. He came hard inside her mouth, and she worked to swallow his ejaculation. Spent, he lay dazed on the floor next to the fire.

  She slid up his side, and he realised her robe was off when she pressed her warm flesh against the length of his body. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her down for a kiss. She was so tender and hot.

  “I think it’s my turn to return the favour,” he said.

  She smiled. “If you wish.”

  He flipped her onto her back. Starting at her jaw line, he kissed and tasted and nipped his way down her neck over her shoulder and across her breast to her nipple. He drew her deep into his mouth and sucked hard with her tit pressed to the roof of his mouth with his tongue. She moaned and shuddered beneath him. He felt his cock start to come back to life.

  He released her breast and continued his kisses down her flat stomach to her navel. He delved in with his tongue and swirled it, enjoying her little gasp of surprise. Then he inched his way down to her mound of curls, where he lightly blew across them. When she bucked upwards, he held her in place with a firm hand pressed down on her hip. With his other hand, he stroked his fingers along the outer edges of her slit.

  “Oh… yes,” she sighed. “More… please.”

  He lowered his mouth to her clit and laved his tongue over and around the nub. She moaned and tried to push herself closer to his mouth. He held her still with his hand on her hip and deliberately slowed his pace while he slid two fingers into
her hot, slick opening. With smooth strokes, he massaged her inner walls while sucking harder on her clit. Her moans turned into gasps, until she wailed out with her orgasm and a rush of hot liquid ran over his fingers.

  He rested his cheek on her lean thigh as she caught her breath. She reached down and tugged at him to lie next to her. He wrapped her in his arms and snuggled into her sweet-smelling neck.

  “Bravo,” Sabrina called out, clapping her hands.

  Mark looked up at her and Tom on the couch watching him and Amanda on the floor.

  “Oh, God,” Amanda groaned, hiding her face in Mark’s shoulder. “How do I keep forgetting there are other people in the room?”

  He chuckled. “That’s the whole point. You should be enjoying it so much that nothing else around you matters.”

  “I think it’s time to give Amanda her Christmas present,” Tom said.

  “Sure.” Mark started to unwrap his arms from Amanda so her husband could take over. Mark was being relegated to the sidelines again. At least he’d had some time with Amanda.

  “No, stay there. I’ll come to you,” Tom said, sliding off the couch to join them on the floor.

  Tom kissed Amanda and tweaked her nipple. “Have you been a good girl this year?”

  She smiled and nodded enthusiastically. Mark laughed with Tom at the eager look on her face, even though he didn’t know what Tom had planned.

  Tom turned to Mark. “I hope you’ll be willing to help me with this present. I realise now I should have asked you first, but I can’t give her this without you,” he said.

  Mark was surprised to be included in Tom’s plan. He’d already resigned himself to being the redundant male in this new relationship between the four of them.

  “Sure, I’ll be more than pleased to help, but I can’t imagine what I could give her that you can’t,” Mark said.

  Tom smiled. “But together we can fill her completely.”

  Amanda’s eyes grew wide at Tom’s message, and she reached out to touch both men at her sides. “Oh yes, I’ve been a very good girl this year,” she said, nodding her head enthusiastically.

  “Lie back down, Mark,” Tom said, taking control of the situation. “Now ride him, Amanda,” Tom directed.

  Mark enjoyed this new role as observer and participant. Tom was in charge, and Mark just had to lie back and take pleasure in the moment.

  Amanda lowered her slick sheath around his cock. He ran his hands up her thighs to her hips and rocked her. She threw her head back and moaned.

  “Don’t get too far ahead of me,” Tom said as he applied lube to his finger from a small tube he’d retrieved from the pocket in his sleep pants.

  Amanda’s mouth fell open, and she gasped as Tom must have entered her anus with his finger. Looking over her shoulder, Mark watched Tom’s eyes darken with his need while he prepared Amanda for his entry. Her body tensed as Tom held her around the waist and worked his cock into her back hole.

  “Oh…oh…yes…yes. That feels sooo good,” she moaned. Her fingers clenched Mark’s shoulders.

  Tom’s breathing accelerated as he thrust into Amanda. Soon, the three of them found their rhythm with Amanda squeezed between him and Tom. Mark shuddered at the additional stimulation of Tom’s penis rubbing against his through Amanda’s inner walls.

  “Yes…yes… Oh, God, yes,” she wailed as her inner muscles spasmed around his cock, and her orgasm shattered through her.

  He was close behind her with his own orgasm. He groaned, shooting the heat of his climax inside her. Tom followed him, shouting with his own release. They pressed her between them, riding the triple climax until all three of them stopped shaking.

  Tom withdrew and fell onto his back on the floor. Amanda stayed sprawled across Mark’s chest with his arms wrapped around her as he pulled in deep breaths of air.

  From the couch, Sabrina’s voice floated over them. “You know, I’ve been a really good girl this year, too.”

  Mark chuckled. “Yes, love, you have. And I look forward to giving you your present with some help from Tom.”

  “Of course.” Tom smiled. “Because together, we can completely fulfil our women.”

  About the Author

  Suzanne Graham has always been an avid reader and diary writer. After inheriting boxes of romance books from her aunt, she decided to try putting her own stories on paper. Suzanne met her husband, a fellow American, as an exchange student at the University of Warwick in England. They are proud parents of three boys. In her spare time, you can usually find Suzanne on the living room couch reading romances.

  Email: Suzanne.graham@rocketmail.com

  Suzanne loves to hear from readers. You can find her contact information, website and author biography at http://www.total-e-bound.com.

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