My Christmas Gift

by Steele, C. M.

  “I didn’t. He literally rushed up to me when I was hurrying to get to our meeting point. Then the rain came down.”

  “Fine, but I’ll show you what happens when you make me jealous. I can’t claim you in front of everyone, but I’m going to remind you who you belong to.” I hit the button for the garage door and opened my two-car garage. After backing in, I lowered the door. “Get out, sweetheart.”

  After I got out, I turned on the light. I wanted her to know who was fucking her. She got out of the car and started to go to the door, but I halted her with my hand on her arm.

  I turned her around and walked her toward the car. “Hands on the trunk.”

  “I thought you were a teacher, not a cop.”

  “Right now, I’m horny and pissed. Both of which are your fault, so do as I say and hands on the damn trunk,” I commanded.

  This time, she followed my directions without a word, but I caught her squeezing her thighs together. She’d thought wearing a skirt to school would be a good idea—it wasn’t.

  I ran my hands up the backs of her thighs, lifting her skirt onto her back. “This skirt isn’t happening again.”

  “It’s within the school regulations.”

  “But not within mine, babe. No one needs to accidentally catch a peek of your ass.”

  “I’m sorry.”

  “No, you’re not. You wore it on purpose. Don’t think I buy that apology for a minute.” I pulled her panties down. They were soaked, but it wasn’t from the rain. That was her honey on there. My girl was ready to get it good. “Spread those thighs wider.”

  As she did, I took down my pants then thrust up into her heat. She moaned as we connected completely. Her body sang for me while her pussy juice eased my way. I groaned, feeling half-human again.

  I growled in her ear. “Whose pussy is this?”

  “Yours,” she purred, pushing back against me.

  I cupped her bottom, squeezed, then gave her a nice spank. “That’s the right answer.”

  I leaned forward and bit her neck softly. Reaching around, I tugged on her blouse, ripping it off her. Buttons scattered everywhere. My hand grasped her breast hard, using it for leverage as I fucked up into her. My car shook with each thrust into her pussy. She moaned. I pressed my hand to her back, laying her breasts against the hood.

  “Fuck, Kaci. Come now,” I roared, tugging on her hair.

  My cum shot straight up into her womb as I felt her walls pulse and contract. I didn’t pull out when I finished. I just laid my head between her shoulder blades.

  “I’m hurting you?”

  “Not at all,” she purred.

  Epilogue

  Three months later…

  School was over, and Kaci and I were married. We knew backlash would come, but we hadn’t been outed yet. After the end of the year, I quit teaching for good, and we moved away. If someone wanted to look into us, they could, but it didn’t matter.

  Her mother had been sentenced to ten years in prison for the drug charges, which was perfect for me. I didn’t want her anywhere near Kaci. She was as toxic as one could get. My father and mother disowned me last week because I wasn’t going to go into business with my father, but the next day, they begged to be included in their future grandbaby’s life. I wasn’t too sure about that. They were bad influences too. Since my wedding, my brother had turned into a pompous ass. My sister was still cool, but I didn’t know if that would last. She still cared too much about what my parents thought.

  As I watched the game with Titan, Kaci walked into the room. For the first time ever, I wanted to toss Titan out on his rear.

  He eyed my wife up and down then smiled at me. “Does she have a sister?”

  “Do you want to die?”

  “I’m just saying. You did good, man.”

  “Thanks, boys, but I came in here because we have a problem,” she said anxiously.

  I was on my feet and at her side in seconds. “What’s wrong, Kaci?”

  “I just ran into Ms. Holmes at the store. She followed me back here.”

  “What? That crazy bitch!”

  Titan asked, “Is she the one who was watching you the last time I came to visit?”

  “Yes.”

  “I’ll deal with her. Trust me.” He climbed off the couch.

  “Dude, don’t kill her.”

  “I’m not.”

  He stepped out the front door and went to her car before she had a chance to drive away. We didn’t hear what he said to her, but I saw Titan pull out his phone and show her something. He stepped back, and she sped off.

  He laughed and walked up the stairs to us. “I think I deserve a beer.”

  “What happened?”

  “Well, after last time, I looked into her past. I have some dirt on her that’ll keep her quiet.”

  I frowned at him. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

  “I forgot about it. My little informant sent it to me while I was on a mission, so it slipped my mind until today, brother.”

  “Thanks, bro.” We hugged briefly then walked back into the house.

  “Thanks, Titan,” she said while I closed the door.

  “It’s Charlie, doll,” he said with a bright smile.

  “Thanks, Charlie.” She wrapped her arms around him in a big hug before I dragged her away from him.

  Titan and I walked back in the living room while Kaci went to go bring us some beers.

  “That’s enough. Let’s watch the game and eat some food. Stay the fuck away from my woman and get your own,” I growled.

  “Damn. You are whipped, but she seems worth it.”

  She walked in as Titan spoke. “Damn right I am. Now here’re your beers, fellas. I’ll be watching a movie in the other room.”

  She walked away, and we went back to watching the baseball game. I looked over at Titan, and he gave me a nod.

  “Sorry, I’ll be back,” I said, standing.

  “Don’t worry, bro. I get it. Take your time if you can.” He finished with a chuckle and a wink.

  “Well then, you can just make yourself a steak on the grill. It’s going to be a while.” I rushed off to go find my wife and give her what she needed—a dirty lesson on looking too damn sexy in front of company.

  Three years later…

  “Part those thighs, Kaci.”

  I kneeled between her thick thighs, her ass pointing at me. My cock was primed for entry, but first, she deserved a spanking. I took my belt and ran it softly across her ass. She shivered, knowing what was coming next. In our three years of marriage, we’d explored lots of ways to make love. Spanking really turned her on. I tested her entrance after each lashing across her round globes. With each little strike of the belt, she mewed and her pussy gushed onto my waiting hand. After giving her what she wanted, I soothed her red bottom with my tongue while my hand teased her sweet, wet lips. She moaned the moment my fingers slipped into her heat.

  “Yes, Kaci. You like it when I tan that ass and make it all pink. Fuck. You’re soaked.”

  “Yes, Jake,” she said, panting and pushing back to get more from my hand.

  Sliding my fingers from her pussy, I ran them up to her pink hole. When I traced the puckered entrance with my sticky fingers, she let out a moan. She chanted my name, knowing how much that turned me on. In one thrust, I pushed my finger in her ass and my cock into her depths.

  We both let out a moan. Her body immediately pushed back against mine. I thrust my cock and finger inside her simultaneously.

  “Push back, Kaci baby. Fuck yourself on me. I know you like that shit. I want to feel your pussy swallow my cock.” I felt her walls clamp around my cock, milking pre-cum from me. It wouldn’t be long before both of us came in a heaping fuck pile. I gripped her ponytail and tugged her back, fucking her on my cock. “Come for me, Kaci. Come for me. Do you want it in your ass?” Her pussy clutched my cock. “You want it, don’t you?”

  “Yes,” she screamed, coming on my cock and taking me with her.

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nbsp; I shot my load into her, making baby number three.

  I collapsed on top of my sweet wife. Talking dirty always set her off. Fuck, I was so tempted to slide it in her ass, but those boys will be up from their nap soon, and we won’t have time to clean up.

  I pulled out of her and climbed off the bed. “I’m going to wash up then check on the boys. You rest up, sweetheart.”

  She sighed and tucked her head into the pillow. I knew she was tired but would be hunting me down for more later. In three years, our sex life hadn’t slowed down at all, even with two small ones.

  After washing up and getting dressed, I walked over to the kids’ bedroom. They were still asleep. I stared at my boys, fucking pleased that I’d decided to break the rules and take Kaci for my own.

  “I love you, little devils.”

  “Mama,” my youngest said.

  “It’s Papa,” I told my one-year-old.

  “Mama,” he said, his few teeth shining at me.

  “Papa,” I replied.

  “Mama,” he said, smiling and bouncing in his bed. Sometimes I thought the boy did it on purpose. “Mama, Mama, Mama!” He squealed this time.

  I heard her footsteps behind me just as I caught a whiff of the present he had for us. Turning around, I said, “He’s calling for you. I’m going to start lunch.”

  I hustled my ass out of the room before she shouted, “Dammit, Jake!”

  Well, maybe she’d teach him to say Daddy or something. As I made lunch, I thought about how fortunate we were and how I couldn’t wait for little David’s birthday party. Life was good and chaotic, but I wouldn’t change it for anything. I’d forever be grateful that she had stepped into my classroom.

  The End

  Learning Christmas

  C.M. Steele

  Copyrighted © 2016

  Chapter 1—Jake

  The love of my life was sitting the living room floor in an oversized sweater and a pair of panties, looking through holiday sales papers. I knew she wasn't looking for discounts because we could buy whatever we liked. It wasn't the cost; it was uncertainty of what was needed. This was our first Christmas together. We were starting from scratch.

  "Kaci, what are you looking at?" I asked, bending down slightly to see what she was circling.

  When she glanced up at me I saw what I hadn’t expected...tears.

  I got down on the floor with her and pulled her into my arms, running my hands up and down her back. “Shh, sweetheart. It’s okay. Whatever’s bothering you, I’ll make it better.” She’d been emotional with the pregnancy, but I was told that was normal for expecting mothers.

  "I'm sorry, Jake, I don't mean to cry. It's just it's just I don't know how to have Christmas. What if I won't be a good mother?" I was waiting for this day. Her mother was a terrible mother. I didn’t know how Kaci turned out to be so amazing.

  "Damn, Kaci. There's so much we both need to learn about being parents, but we have good hearts. I think we will make amazing parents,” I replied, rubbing her swollen belly.

  "But I never had a good Christmas,” she added, painfully scared.

  “I didn’t either, but we’re not our parents, Kaci,” I admitted, holding her close to me. “We’ll figure this out.” I may have rich parents, but they were cold and Christmas wasn’t warm and inviting.

  I turned her face to mine and kissed the tears that ran down her beautiful cheeks. “We’ll make our own Christmas. Remember, the baby doesn’t know what’s going on yet, so if we fuck up we have a year to make it amazing.”

  “I know you’re right. I’m just losing my mind ever so damn quickly.”

  “It’s okay as long as you still love me,” I joked.

  “Always, Jake.” I moved my lips down her neck, placing subtle kisses and taking teasing nips at her flesh. Lying her down on the carpet, I leaned over her. My arms were completely stretched out because our baby was growing in between us. I took her sweet lips and kissed them passionately. Any time I was near her I was so hard. Seeing her with my baby growing inside only made me stiffer. My cock was pressing against her womb, but I had to make sure my wife was with me.

  “I want you, Jake. Please,” she pleaded.

  “Absolutely.” I kissed her once more before slipping my hands under her sweater and sliding it over her belly and her large breasts. I was distracted by her hard nipples pushing against her bra. Leaving her sweater bunched up around her shoulders, I tugged the lace down and sucked the tender, hard peak into my mouth. She arched her back, moaning my name and gripping the back of my head. Her body was overly eager with every touch. I ran my tongue over her tits. She cried out and I was only getting started. Reaching between her thighs, I felt her heated pussy soaking my fingers through the panties she was wearing. Sliding my fingers up and down her wet slit, I watched her shake with need. Smiling back up at her pretty face, I let her know what was next. “I’m going to taste your sweet, warm honey.”

  She blushed like she always did, but lifted her butt off the ground to help. I reached the hem of her panties and pulled them down and parted her thighs for me to dine. Her pretty pussy opened up to my eyes then my tongue. She clenched her ass cheeks together and lifted her hips to get more of my mouth where she needed it. I knew how my woman liked her pussy worked. Slipping a finger into her pussy and pressing downward while flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue, Kaci’s legs shook on my shoulders as she came hard. I straightened up onto my knees and pulled my cock out of my joggers. This was what a lazy Sunday was all about. I thrusted my cock into her depths, earning a deep moan from her throat. My little Kaci loved to be satisfied. Running my hands along her legs, I wrapped my arms around them and lifted her bottom off the rug, continuing to slide my cock in and out. I looked down into her gorgeous eyes and said, “You’re going to come for me again, Kaci.”

  She nodded vigorously. “Come again,” I demanded, pressing my finger against her clit while I pumped my cock into her womb. As soon as I felt the signs of her orgasm ripping through her, I followed suit, emptying every drop inside her. The woman owned me and every little moan, sigh, and delicious orgasm made me want come. I rolled over to the side; I never felt so damned relaxed in my life.

  Chapter 2—Kaci

  We walked into Home Depot looking for Christmas decorations. I had no idea what to get, but I knew that we needed a tree and cool shit to go on it. We had a large fireplace and some of the images I saw online had the fireplace covered in holiday things. I was nervous because I didn’t have any of that growing up and Jake had everything without love. I wanted to fill our house with love and holiday cheer. There had to a middle ground, but that didn’t mean I knew what that was. After we made love all Sunday afternoon, I hit up the internet in search of a homey feel. There were so many options, I felt like I should have started planning months ago. Trees were the first thing we were looking at.

  “Real or fake?”

  “I think fake is better because there will be a lot less mess and I don’t want you bending down to clean that shit up,” Jake said, tugging on my hand and spinning me toward him for a kiss. I would never get enough of his kisses. They varied every time; some were more passionate and others were dirty. I started thinking about his dirty kisses on my other lips and I ground my thighs together. Jake’s head turned as his eyes dropped down to my legs.

  “Kaci, talking about trees got you all hot and bothered?” he asked teasingly.

  “Yes, it was the spruce and the fir that I just couldn’t wait to be done under,” I teased him right back, subtly rubbing his cock through his jeans. He bit back a groan.

  “We can’t go shopping right now,” he growled in my ear before rushing us out of the store and into our pickup truck we bought. Thankfully the store was five minute from the house. I found myself on all fours in the front hallway with his tongue running up and down my slit. I pushed back every time he sucked my pussy hard. I was a ball of screaming need that burst through loud enough to wake the dead. As soon as I came on his tongue, I
felt him slam his thick cock into me. “Ah,” I called out.

  “Sorry, sweetheart. Eating your pussy makes me want to come so fucking badly.” He reached around and cupped my tender breasts and slowly fucked my pussy until I was gushing and aching to come again. “Give it to me, Kaci,” he demanded, pinching my nipple and making me come. I felt the throbbing of his cock as he emptied into me. Why did it turn me on so much to feel his cum slip between my thighs?

  “Let’s get you cleaned up and maybe we’ll take Titan with us tomorrow. That way I’ll be forced to behave.”

  “Ha, Charlie isn’t going to stop us. He probably feels abandoned every time you carry me out of the room. Besides, the man has to work, you know,” I said, getting to my feet with Jake’s help. “Anyways, I can go by myself.”

  “The fuck you can,” he hissed. “Do you think I’m going to let you go out shopping without me for no reason? It’s the time of year where people get robbed. The holidays bring out the nuts. I’ll just have to learn to behave myself. Get ready and we’ll try again.”

  I rolled my eyes but did as he said. I wanted to get this ball rolling. Three weeks and counting to our first Christmas. This meant a lot to me. There were too many Christmases in slums with no presents, no food, but plenty of mice. I would lie to classmates about what I got for Christmas, but not too much or they wouldn’t believe me. I rubbed my belly while I waited for the shower to heat up. My belly did a little wiggle and roll like a wave. “I love you, too,” I whispered to my little one growing in my tummy. This baby was going to get all the love and gifts we could give him. That was something I could guarantee.

  We tried again, this time stopping at Target because we knew there would be a bunch of kids around. It was the only time we behaved. I walked to their holiday section and wanted almost everything I saw. We looked around and searched for the perfect fake tree and took two of them. We stocked up on everything from ornaments to stockings to garland. There wasn’t a thing we didn’t grab. Jake was smart to bring the Dodge Ram because its bed was large enough for everything we bought. Of course, Jake didn’t let me carry anything because I was too far along or so he said. I still had three months to go. I think I could carry the bread, but I let him go on about protecting us.