Kate was bored with the office party. It was the same old
crowd doing the same old drunk shit they wouldn’t remember in the morning. The
boss, Mr. Perkins, older, grayer and fatter than he would like to admit, had
decided to host the party in his own home this year. Now he was dancing with a
wreath on his head and spilling eggnog on anyone in a skirt. Nancy was laughing much too loudly at Bob’s
lame jokes (the same ones he told last year). Angie was palely leaning against
a wall, looking as if she might puke.
Better to leave now,
Kate thought. Maybe I can catch a
Christmas movie on TV before turning in.
She headed to the bedroom where Mrs. Perkins had tossed
everybody’s coats. Kate did not look forward to digging through the pile to
find hers. She stopped in the doorway, and for one brief moment, it felt as if
her heart stopped, too. Sitting there was the most gorgeous young man she had
ever laid eyes on. He couldn’t be more than twenty-four. He was sitting on the
corner of the bed, not looking at anything in particular.
Kate gathered her composure. He was just a man, after all.
Hardly more than a boy compared to her.
She stepped into the room. “Excuse me,” she said softly.
The boy looked up. “Oh, sorry. I didn’t know you were
there.”
He wasn’t dressed for the party. He was wearing faded jeans
and a white T-shirt that seemed a size too small. Not that Kate minded – he
looked well-muscled under that tee!
He stood, extending his hand. “I’m Erik,” he said. “Erik
Perkins.”
She took his hand. It was warm and masculine. “Katherine
Phelps,” she said, “but my friends call me Kate.”
“Well, I certainly hope we can be friends,” he said smiling.
Her heart skipped a beat. His dimples were adorable!
Stop it, she told
herself. You’re lusting after a kid.
But he’s not a kid,
her mind argued. He’s fully grown, a
legal adult. He’s probably even housebroken.
“Or not,” Erik said, his face falling.
“Oh, sorry,” Kate said, realizing she had been staring and
not speaking. “Of course I want to be friends. Maybe more.” She bit her lip.
She hadn’t meant to say that last part out loud.
“Really?” he asked, stepping closer to her. “Is dad’s party
that boring?”
She swallowed hard. He was the boss’ son! His eyes were the
deep blue of the ocean.
“I...I wouldn’t say boring,”
she stammered.
“Why not?” he laughed. “All of dad’s parties are boring.
He’s probably dancing and spilling punch on all the women.”
“Eggnog,” Kate said.
Erik stepped even closer. Kate suddenly wanted his big,
strong arms around her.
“The next bedroom doesn’t have coats all over the bed.” he
said. “Y’know, if you want to...sit and talk.”
She had a vision of all the things she would like to do with
Erik. Things besides sitting and talking. She nodded. He took her hand in hers and
led her to the next bedroom.
Christmas lights framing the window lent a soft glow to the
room as they shone behind the burgundy curtain. The two sat on the edge of the
bed. She couldn’t help but stare at this amazing specimen of manhood. Even if
he was younger than she.
Then they were kissing, and Kate was dimly aware that she
had initiated it. She pulled his face closer and let her tongue dance with his.
She had gone this far, she figured, so she might as well go all the way. She
tugged at his tee. He raised his arms over his head, letting her take it off.
She ran her fingertips over his chest. She kissed those pects tenderly. She
could feel his fingers curling under her top, getting ready to remove it.
She kissed lower on his belly, running her tongue over his
washboard abs. His body thrilled her. She caressed his skin with her
fingertips.
He peeled her top up, and she helped him get it off of her.
She wanted to go back to kissing and caressing his body, but he was gently
squeezing her breasts through her bra. He reached around and unhooked it,
letting her breasts spring free.
For a moment he simply sat there admiring her full breasts.
Kate felt a little awkward being looked at. But it was flattering to think he
found her attractive. She wondered if that was how a model might feel.
He reached for her, caressing her breasts and giving them a
squeeze. He ran his thumbs over her nipples and they stood erect. She gasped
and closed her eyes, savoring the sensation.
His mouth was on her, pressed to her nipple. She moaned deep
in her soul. He sucked it, teasing it into his mouth. He nipped it with his
teeth and she let out a squeal of surprise.
He sat back, and she immediately leaned forward and kissed
him hungrily. She kissed his jaw line, his neck, his shoulder. Soon she was
kissing his pects again. She felt his hands on her boobs, caressing her.
She ran her tongue down his incredible abs to his waistband.
He moaned. She looked up at him as she caressed the bulge in his jeans. She
popped open the snap, and slowly unzipped them.
“Kate,” he groaned, “you don’t have to....”
“But I want to give you a Christmas present,” she purred.
“Ooo! Looks like this is the right room after all,” a sultry
voice said from the doorway.
Kate turned to look, simultaneously trying to cover her
naked breasts. There in the doorway stood a knockout of a woman. She wore a sequined
red dress that clung to her figure. Her breasts were large, like Kate’s, and
barely contained by the low-cut dress. Her legs were long and lean. Her hair
was raven-black, and her eyes sparkled in the dim light. Kate didn’t remember
her from the office.
“Who are you?” Kate asked, almost before she realized she
was asking.
“Nicolette,” the woman replied, strutting into the room.
“Nikki to my friends.”
“Well, I certainly hope we can be friends,” Erik said from
the bed.
“More than that, if you like,” Nikki said. She turned and
shut the door, locking it. “It’s Christmastime, and I’m feeling generous.” She
walked over to a stuffed chair and sat, crossing her long legs. “But don’t let me
interrupt,” she continued. “I’m happy to watch for now.”
Kate wasn’t exactly comfortable having this stranger watch
them. She looked up at Erik. He stroked her hair and murmured, “You don’t have
to.”
That helped her make up her mind. She had an opportunity to
have sex with this amazing young man, and if she didn’t take advantage of it,
she might never have another one. She reached into his jeans and found his
cock.
Before she even saw it, she could tell he was huge. It was
monstrously thick, and she couldn’t quite wrap her fingers around it. She
pulled it out and gasped.
“Baby...you’re so hard!” she cooed.
“Can’t help it,” he said. “Not with what you’re doing to
me.”
She stroked him gently. A drop of precum oozed from the tip
and she ran her thumb over it, making him moan. She leaned close and ran her
cheek over his member. He moaned louder. She looked up into his eyes as she
gave his shaft a tender kiss.
Nikki watched intently. Absently, she began to caress her
breast through her dress.
Kate was running her tongue up and down Erik’s shaft, cooing
and purring. Erik was moaning, and to Nikki it looked as if he was already
trying not to blow his load. Slowly, Nikki unzipped her dress.
Kate ran the head of Erik’s cock along her closed lips. He
groaned and thrust his hips, trying to force his cock into her mouth, but she
wouldn’t let him.
Nikki wriggled out of her dress. Soon she was wearing only a
pair of black lace panties as she sat and watched the show.
Kate wrapped her lips around the head of Erik’s cock. He
groaned and thrust forward, making her gag. She pulled it out of her mouth and
gasped. “You’ll choke me,” she said, looking up at him.
“Fuck her,” Nikki whispered from the easy chair. She had her
hand in her panties, fingering herself.
Erik took charge. He turned Kate around and pushed her onto
all fours, yanking up her skirt and pulling her panties aside. Kate moaned as
he shoved his cock deep into her pussy. Nikki watched as he took Kate’s hips in
his hands and drove into her over and over again. There was a steady slapping
sound as he fucked her.
Kate moaned. She closed her eyes. A moment later she opened
them to see Nikki standing, slowly peeling off her panties. She stepped over to
Kate.
Kate had never been with a woman before, but Nikki was
moving closer, pressing her shaved quim ever closer to Kate. She reached out,
took Kate’s chin, and gently lifted her face. Kate moaned as Erik drove his
cock into her with more vigor. Nikki pressed her wetness to Kate’s mouth.
“Yes,” Nikki cooed. “Taste me. Taste my wet sex as he fucks
you!”
Erik grunted and drove into her like a pile driver. Kate
stretched out her tongue and lapped Nikki’s pussy. She tasted musky and heady.
It was not at all unpleasant.
Erik grunted. He gave three hard thrusts, then pulled out of
Kate. She was aware of him moving away, of him kissing Nikki as the latter
pressed her cunt to Kate’s mouth. Soon the head of his cock was there between
them. She was licking Nikki’s pussy and
Erick’s cock! Precum oozed from the tip, and she licked it up greedily.
Erik slid his cock into Nikki’s pussy. He gave a few quick
thrusts, then pulled out and pushed the head of his cock into Kate’s mouth. He
was careful not to feed her more than she could handle. She tasted Nikki’s sex
on him.
Then he pulled out of her mouth. He let the two of them rub
against his massive member some more, Kate with her tongue and Nikki with her
pussy. Then he pushed back into Nikki’s quim.
Nikki moaned as he entered her. She bent her knees slightly
and moved her hips, riding him up and down. Kate tongued his shaft where he
entered her, tasting more of Nikki’s wetness.
Nikki wrapped her arms around him.
“Yes,” she breathed. “Oh, yes! Fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard!”
Erik grunted and drove into her. As he began slamming over
and over into her, Kate moved back to watch.
“Oh, yes. Yes!” Nikki cried, squeezing him tightly.
“Fuck me! Fuck me!”
For a moment Kate wondered if the party guests could hear
Nikki’s cries. Then she decided most of them were too drunk to notice. She
removed her skirt and tugged off her panties.
Nikki squealed. A moment later she shuddered from head to
toe as she came. Erik did not slow down, but kept plowing into her.
“Oh, don’t cum!” Nikki gasped. “Don’t cum, baby! You’ve
gotta fuck Kate again!”
Erik grunted and gave Nikki one last thrust. He pulled out
of her and turned to face Kate.
“Please,” Kate begged with a whisper as she lay back on the
bed.
Erik knelt on the firm mattress. He took Kate’s hips in his
hands and pulled her to him. He rubbed the head of his prick over her clit
before pushing inside.
Kate groaned with delight. She wrapped her arms and legs
around him. As he began thrusting into her, she pushed back against him. She moaned and purred.
Erik grunted with each thrust. He fucked her hard. Nikki
moved close and brought her breast to his mouth. He nipped and sucked it
hungrily as he fucked Kate. In and out. In and out. Until Kate was moaning and
cumming on his massive cock.
“Uuuhhnhh!” Erik groaned as Kate’s pussy clenched his cock.
“I’m gonna cum!”
“Give it to both of us,” Nikki pleaded.
Erik pulled out, but he was already spurting. White hot cum
splattered on Kate’s firm belly. She moaned and squirmed at the sticky
mess. Nikki leaned forward and caught his cum with her tongue. Most of it. Some
of it splashed onto her face and hair.
“Oohh, god,” Erik groaned.
Nikki wrapped her lips around him, sucking out the last of
his seed.
Kate lay on the bed panting, exhausted but happy. Soon Nikki
was licking Eric’s cum from her belly.
“Merry Christmas,” Nikki purred. She kissed Kate tenderly,
then added, “to both of you.”
She slipped on her panties and stepped into her sequined
dress.
“Hey,” Kate called as Nikki zipped up the dress. “Do I know
you? Do you work at the office?”
Nikki flashed a dimpled smile.
“Just think of me as Saint Nikki,” she purred.
Then she unlocked the bedroom door and stepped into the
hall.
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