Erotica

All I got for Christmas was a tri-pod...

All I got for Christmas was a tri-pod Dinner was a grand success! The table was set for a cozy 10 sporting every taste and treat imaginable. Featuring a succulent turkey, all of its accompaniments…ambrosia prepared with a Southern twist, sweet potato casserole, green bean casserole, smoked ham, lima beans, homemade creamed corn, homemade mashed potatoes, bread of too many sorts to list, gravy in different flavors, black eyed peas, dressing prepared just as you can only find in the South, red velvet cake, strawberry shortcake, my secret fudge, and of course my world renowned caramel cake. Well, the list goes on but you get the picture I’m sure. There was enough food to feed a small army of hot hungry soldiers.  Not a detail was spared, the table decorated using a decadent supply of fresh garland with red poinsettia and ivory rose accents. Ivory candles in sterling silver bases ran the length of the table surrounded by more garland. There was a large centerpiece directly in the middle of the table over flowing with white ivory roses and greenery. The scent was intoxicating and left me feeling sensual, romantic, and lustful. I couldn’t keep my hands off you under the table. I never can. Running my fingers up and down your leg, making you shiver. Pausing at the top of your thigh I always feel you twitch beneath my heated finger tips. ‘Why can’t I have you now and on top of the table’ I question myself. Nobody would notice. I let out a light giggle at the thought. This year Christmas was spent at the folk’s house, though I took over the preparations as is usually the case. It is in my nature to please and entertain. The guest list included mother, father, your mother, your father, my lovely girlfriend and her date for the evening, as well as your closest friend and his most recent conquest the lovely Chloe. She was so yummy. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her sleek body clad in red silk for the occasion. Of course, I was discreet as there was family in our midst. I took a brief moment to imagine her in our bedroom. Wine flowed freely and the atmosphere was joyous and full of cheer. I couldn’t have asked for a better celebration of friends and family. I was also fully aware of what was to come and how the evening would unfold. When it was time for presents to be distributed we all gathered around the tree. The presents were passed around and to my delight, but also as I expected, a long tall package was placed in my lap. ‘Hhhhhhhmmmmmmm, this is going to be delicious’ I thought to myself. We dove into the present opening extravaganza, our folks making quite a long drawn out scene over their gifts as always. I ripped through everything saving my favorite present for last. As usual, my pile of goodies consisted of jewelry, apparel, home décor, electronics, money, and gift certificates. When I reached the end of my run I carefully opened the tallest present in the room to find the tri-pod I had been waiting for.  I glanced at you and caught you with a devilish grin spreading across your plump lips. I also caught your friend’s lovely conquest looking to us with a look of intrigue. ‘Oh, if we weren’t at the folk’s house I would bring her along’ I ponder. As we sat around the tree drinking coffee I could hardly sit still and felt wetness growing between my legs. I planned out the rest of the evening when we adjourned to our bedroom. I whispered in your ear sporadically detailing the events of our private rendezvous to come. I caught you bulging inside your slacks and you placed a couple of presents on top of your lap to cover your obvious pleasure. The evening slowly wound to a stop and the chatter began to cease. We kissed the lot goodnight and finally retreated to our bedroom. I was on a mission for sex and wasted no time as I quickly set up the tri-pod. I jokingly told you ‘This is my production and you must do everything I say.’ You chuckle that sexy chuckle I find so endearing as you slip out of your clothes and hop in the bed. Your body screams to be fondled. My hands longing for the feel of your skin. I ask you to lie down on the bed face up as I dig deep within my overnight bag. I turn to face you and see a broad smile playing on your lips. You know what is next. How can you not when you see two silk red scarves in my hands. I am so lost in the moment my plans are at a momentary stand still as I gaze at your naked flesh.  Finally, I approach you slowly, my eyes still gazing lustfully at your bare flesh. I run my hand slowly up your arm and fasten your right wrist lightly to the post of the bed. I see you squirm as the silk trails down your arm. The color is stunning against your olive complexion. Then I fasten the left arm to the other post and watch the silk fall against you again. You squirm once again under my touch and let out a light laugh. I whisper in your ear ’Are you ready for me to light your body on fire?’ You moan in agreement. I nibble on your ear and the moan in your throat grows deeper and deeper until you have to open your mouth and say ‘Light my fire baby!’ I think to myself, ‘I know just how to do that and how to do it like no other!’  I begin to kiss my way down your chest stopping at each nipple to give them proper attention. I love to tease you. Your hot breath makes we wet. I reach between my quivering legs and pull the wetness from within and stick my fingers in my mouth for a taste. I continue my trail down your chest stopping only briefly at your pelvis to lick and kiss. Then I take you deep down my throat creating yet another moan. I use my throat to massage the head of your rock hard cock imagining you inside of me. I move my heated wet mouth up and down, somehow resisting my usual more aggressive approach. I want you to last baby. I use my tongue with expert prowess swirling around and around the tip of your sex.  I almost don’t notice the movement behind me as someone makes their way on the bed and begins kissing my neck. I let out a startled cry and Chloe reaches around, looks deep in my eyes, and covers my mouth. I turn from my task at hand and bring her lips down towards my breasts. She is no amateur and effortlessly brings my nipples to attention. Then she slides me to the side and takes over pleasuring you as I make my way back to your lips. We both work you over. You strain against the restraints. I smile a glowing smile as I watch her bob up and down on your rod. She knows what she is doing and she does it well. In a mind blowing instance you arch your back and unload in Chloe’s mouth. She takes each drop down her throat and smiles up at us. She says ‘Yummy!’ as she nods towards the restraints. I remove both restraints and then Chloe tosses me down on the bed. She dives between my legs and you mount her from behind. Your cock still as hard as a rock, a trait I have always loved about you. Chloe’s tongue moves with expertise around my clit and she moans as you pound away behind. I cannot help but giggle to myself and a smile continues to light up my face. No matter her pleasure she never lets up. I am sopping wet. The bed beneath me is drenched. The time comes for me to let go and I signal her to do the same with the quivering of my legs. I scream and gush in Chloe’s mouth. She licks me clean and then screams with passion also as you grab her hair and finish her off. We both shake like leaves. The three of us crash onto the bed, Chloe and I with our faces against your chest. All three of us together breathing heavily enough to wake the neighbors. To my dismay, the next thing I know I am awakened by a loud and biting scream. I look up to find my mother carrying a breakfast tray with eyes bugging from her skull at the sight of the three of us snuggling in the bed. Not to mention the camera placed in exactly the right spot for filming. She can’t help but drop the tray to the floor before her. Orange juice, eggs, bacon, fresh fruit, and waffles go flying everywhere. Who knows what else was on that tray? I am horrified but cannot help but smiling. I surprise myself when I say, as I said so many times as an adolescent ‘I couldn’t help myself mother, she was so pretty’ and let out a loud giggle.  

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'You are enough to drive a saint to madness or a king to his knees" Grace Willows