Eve
December 6th.
“Ruby, how could you not have started your Christmas shopping yet?” I exclaimed as we walked into a coffee shop at our local shopping centre.
“I never know what to get anyone. I hate Christmas shopping,” she complained.
“Hi, to have in or take away?” The barista asked.
“To have in please. Can I get a gingerbread latte please. Ruby?” I asked her.
“I’ll have the chocolate fudge hot chocolate please with lots of cream.”
“No problem.” He entered it all into the till and I waved my card over the card machine to pay.
“You go find a table and I’ll wait for the drinks.” I told Ruby as my drink was placed on the tray.
“Christmas shopping today?” The barista asked.
“Yep.” I smiled at him as he placed Ruby’s hot chocolate on the tray along with a piece of paper.
“Give me a call if you fancy having a drink with me.” He winked before waltzing off. I was about to tell him that I wasn’t interested, that I had a boyfriend. But I didn’t have a boyfriend; I had sex with a hot guy in a pretend Santa land. But why did I get butterflies in my tummy every time I thought about him? Because I wanted him to be my boyfriend?
“What’s this?” Ruby asked as she grabbed the piece of paper off the tray and unfolded it. I unbuttoned my red winter coat and shrugged out of it. “Are you going to call him?”
“No. I’m with Cupid.” Ruby raised her eyebrows at me. “I really wanna see if anything can happen between us. No man has ever made me feel like he does.”
“Oh my god, are you falling in love with him?”
“What? No. I just really really like him.” I brought my steaming mug up to my lips and took a small sip. The gingerbread was strong and I loved it.
“So, what shopping do you need to do?” Ruby asked as she used her spoon to shovel the cream into her mouth.
“Cupid asked me into the Santa room tonight. No dancing or performing, just us for hours. So I want some new underwear.”
“Let’s get shopping then.” We both finished our drinks, buttoned our coats up and left the coffee shop.
I hadn’t planned on buying Cupid anything for Christmas. I wasn’t even sure if I was going to see him at Christmas, I didn’t know if I would see him after Santa Land closed for another year.
I sat on my sofa with the small glass reindeer figurine in my hand that I had ‘Cupid’ engraved onto. I smiled at the thought of giving it to him, if we didn’t become anything at least he’d have something to always remember me by.
“Yo! Evelyn.” My brother shouted as he came barrelling in through my front door. I quickly shoved the reindeer back in its box and placed it in the drawer on my coffee table. I climbed to my feet and placed my hands on my hips.
“What?” I sighed. Marcus walked towards me with his arms opened wide. “Oh, hi Connor.” I smiled.
“Eve.” He nodded his head at me.
Marcus engulfed me in a hug and I had to grab hold of him before I lost my balance.
“I need a favour, little sis.”
“Oh?”
“I need help with my Christmas shopping. Here’s three hundred quid.” He shoved the cash in my hand. “Grab something for mum, dad and yourself.” He winked at me.
“Are you fucking kidding me? No, no way Marcus. Do it yourself. I have a deadline that I should be working on right now.”
“Oh come on, Ev. You are so much better at this shit then me,” he pleaded.
“Fine, but I’m going to need another hundred. I saw these boots that I want and my bestest big brother is going to treat me for Christmas.” I smiled sweetly at him.
“Fine. Here.” He shoved more cash at me. “We gotta get to work.” He said to me and looked at Connor.
“Nice seeing you again, Eve.” That man never spoke much but when he did my body seemed to light up. What the hell was that all about? Maybe I needed to visit this gym that he worked at.
Cupid
It was just after eight and the place was still quite quiet, the acts didn’t start until nine, but I wanted to spend as much time with Candy tonight as I could.
“Waiting for me?” she purred in my ear. As I turned around she was standing in front of me holding some mistletoe above her head. I didn’t disappoint her and placed my lips over hers.
“Come on.” I grabbed her hand and started dragging her down the hallway until we reached the bedroom at the end of the hall. I pushed the door open and flipped the sign over to occupied.
“The gingerbread room? Why did you pick this one?”
“Because of this.” I showed her the plate of still warm gingerbread cookies. “And this.” I held up a bottle of gingerbread massage oil that was also edible. “Oh and these.” I threw a gingerbread condom at her.
“Mmm, good job I love gingerbread.” I stalked over to her and pushed her long blonde hair over her shoulder.
“I’m wondering if I fucked you with this gingerbread condom on and licked you after, if I would be able to taste it.”
“Now that sounds like a great experiment.” She grabbed the top button to my suit and as she started undoing them she dislodged my beard slightly. I quickly put it back in place. “Ooops, sorry. Looks like you’re working on your own beard under that.”
“I may just be.” I winked at her. She had my jacket undone and was pushing it off my shoulders.
“I think I’d like to ride the reindeer,” she whispered in my ear.
“Now, I’m not going to say no to that.” I grabbed the top button of her dress and pulled so all the poppers unsnapped one after the other. Underneath her dress she had on a red sparkly corset, a garter that was holding up snowflake patterned tights and no panties on.
“I think I’d like you to fuck me wearing just this.” I pushed down my trousers and my cock sprung free. Her hand moved to it immediately, she slid her soft hand up and down several times before slipping the condom over me, and pushing me to lie on the bed. I got myself comfy in the middle and crossed my arms under my head so I could watch exactly what she planned to do. She crawled up the bed towards me making sure she kissed and licked as she went. Once her warm tongue hit my balls I threw my head back on the bed and covered my face with my arms. I needed to focus so I didn’t blow my load all over her pretty little face.
Once her mouth covered my cock I sat up a little straighter, held onto the sides of her face and pumped my hips aggressively a couple of times. She couldn’t take all of me without gagging. She released me and pushed me flat on the bed with her hand on my chest. She laid down flat over my body, trapping my cock between us. I could feel her pussy lips against my cock and I wanted to change the angle so I could slip into her, but she was in control right now. She rocked her hips back and forth so the head of my dick hit her clit. The moans and pants that escaped her delectable lips had me teetering on the edge of release.
“I’m going to come,” she moaned.
“Not like this, you’re not.” I grabbed her hips, forced her up and slammed into her. She screamed out as her pussy clamped around me, pushing my cock out of her body. I pumped up into her as I used her hips to pull her down, keeping myself nestled inside of her.
She sat up a little straighter and pulled her hair off her neck, piling it on top of her head, holding it there with both of her hands as she started to rock her body onto mine. She rotated her hips in large slow circles as I smoothed my hands up and down her thighs.
“Oh god,” she moaned again as her pussy started pulsating. She let go of her hair and placed her hands on my chest and started moving up and down my cock; I loved the fact that she could take all of me. The sound of our bodies slapping together had me tightening my hands on her hips and driving her down onto me more forcefully.
“Yes!” she cried out, flinging her head back. I didn’t stop my rhythm as we both came together. Before her pussy stopped convulsing, I grabbed hold of her hips and held her over my face, her hands slammed onto the wall to steady herself and I could taste a slight hint of gingerbread on her pussy.
“I want to feel your lips and tongue properly.” She complained as she rocked her hips over my face.
“Hold on tight, sweetheart.” Her thighs clamped around my face as I turned us so her back was flat on the bed. “Stay still.” I parted her legs and climbed off the bed. She moaned in protest until I was tying the material that hung from the bed over her eyes. “Can you see anything?” She shook her head. “Good, keep that on until I tell you otherwise.” She nodded. I ripped my fake beard and hat off my head and sunk back down between her legs and drizzled some of the gingerbread massage oil over her already glistening pussy. I lapped up the juices as her body bowed off the bed, I wrapped her legs around my head and she used her heels on my back to push herself up into my face. I licked and nibbled until she was screaming in pleasure. I loved the taste of her, she overpowered the gingerbread and I couldn’t get enough of tasting her pussy. I finally stopped when her body relaxed and her legs fell from my shoulders to open on the bed. Her knees touching the mattress.
“Don’t move,” I ordered. She didn’t reply and I wondered if she had fallen asleep. I hurried into the bathroom and chucked some water over my face. I had to put the fucking fake beard back on and I didn’t want it sticking to my face. I grabbed a washcloth after my beard and hat were back in place and cleaned her up as I untied the material from her eyes. She immediately made sure her mask was in place before looking at me. She smiled a shy smile before opening her arms up for me. I threw the washcloth to the floor and laid down beside her. She snuggled in beside me and I wished that we could stay like that all night.