Cupid
December 19th
I had a few surprises up my sleeve tonight, it was the day before Candy’s birthday and Angel had already warned me that Candy wouldn’t be in tomorrow night.
“How you feeling tonight?” I asked Candy as I met her at the bar.
“Loads better.” she smiled as she leant forward and gave me a light kiss. “I think it was all that sleep,” she giggled.
“I’m glad that I helped. Come with me.”
“Wait, aren’t you dancing tonight?”
“I am indeed. Need a Mrs. Claus to help.” I winked at her.
She followed behind me as I lead her up the stage steps and offered her to sit in my chair. It was back to back with another chair and there was already a woman seated on that one. On closer inspection it was Angel sitting there.
“I’ll be back soon.” I whispered in her ear before kissing her just below it.
I pushed my way through the curtain and stood in line with the other Santa’s. Dasher was standing beside me.
“You pick Angel?” I asked.
“Sure did. You pick Candy?”
“There’s no one else here for me but her.” He nodded his head at me as if he understood what I meant.
‘Slow Wind’ by R. Kelly started playing and we all put our game faces on. Our red suit jackets were already opened and we were armed with bottles of baby oil. It was going to get messy tonight.
We slowly ambled out onto the stage making sure we stopped every couple of steps to grind our bodies to the slow song. Once my eyes connected with Candy’s I couldn’t go slow, I wanted her hands on me.
“Hold up.” Dasher said before I could hurry off. “It’ll make it all that much sexier if you don’t rush it.”
He was right, I needed some self control. She was mine and would be under me by the end of the evening anyway.
I stopped in front of her before dropping onto my front and doing a couple of one handed push ups. I looked up at her and she was fanning herself with her hand. I couldn’t help but let the chuckle escape. I pulled myself onto my knees and crawled closer towards her. I kissed the tattoo that was on her ankle before I skimmed my nose up the inside of her right leg. She automatically spread her legs for me. I loved that she knew what I wanted. I continued my path up the inside of her thighs, pushing her dress up as I went. Before I reached her pussy I pulled back, winked at her and jumped to my feet. Luckily I was in time with the other guys as I looked up. I straddled her lap, making sure not to put all of my weight onto her. I rolled my body a few times before I opened up the bottle of baby oil and drizzled it over my chest. I grabbed her hands and moved them over my chest, rubbing it all in. When she took over I slipped my arms out of my jacket and threw it to the back of the stage. I grabbed the back of her chair and thrust my hips upwards several times, the screams coming from the crowd were loud. They must have really loved what we were doing. I turned my body around so my arse was in her face, I popped my arse several times before grabbing her hands and pulling them around me and into my trousers. She grabbed my cock and it grew in her hand. I stepped away and turned back to her, I bent down, grabbed her hips and pulled her to my body. She wrapped her legs around my waist and then I pulled her body into mine and out again, just like we were fucking. She moaned in my ear, I bet she was soaking wet for me by now. I dropped to my knees and threw her legs onto my shoulders so that her pussy was in line with my face, she yelped and grabbed hold of my head. She tightened her thighs around my face, scared that I was going to drop her. I ran my tongue over the outside of her panties and she was turned on so much that she had soaked her underwear.
I laid her gently on the floor before covering my body with hers. I looked up and the guys were already devouring their women on the floor. I didn’t want to expose Candy for anyone to see. She spread her legs and I thrusted against her pussy a couple of times before I hovered my package over her face and lowered it down and up. On the last time I went down she nipped at me, I was surprised how much it had turned me on. I couldn’t wait to be with her any longer.
I threw her over my shoulder and rushed down the steps and into the mistletoe room. I kicked the door shut behind me not bothering to lock it, the occupied sign was up, hopefully that would be enough. I laid her down on the edge of the bed and peeled her panties down her legs, making sure not to knock her heels off.
“I don’t have time to blindfold you. Put your arm over your face.” I was desperate to get a taste of her. She did as I asked, but I still made sure to keep my head under her dress as I pulled my fake beard down. I bit the inside of her thigh and her legs went to circle around my head, but I kept them pinned open with my hands instead.
I placed an open mouth kiss on her pussy and her hips came off the bed trying to get closer to me. My tongue dipped and swirled into her heat taking her to unbearable heights, I was stoking a fire that I would not let her extinguish before my cock was buried deep inside of her. Her hips rocked against my face and as soon as her thighs started to tighten I pulled back and re positioned my beard. Her arm flew away from her face as she propped herself up on her elbows.
“I was about to come,” she complained.
“I know.” I smirked at her and she didn’t look impressed. I held hold of her hand and helped her off the bed. I stood her in front of me as I pulled at the wide black belt that she was wearing with her dress today. I let it drop to the floor from my hand. I popped open one button on the front of her dress and kissed the skin, I carried on and did this until she was standing in front of me with her dress open, heels on and bra pushed up and over her breasts.
“You are fucking sexy.” I growled at her as I pushed the dress off her shoulders and it pooled to the floor. I unsnapped her bra and slid that off her arms. This was how I wanted her, naked and in heels standing in front of me. I kicked off my shoes and they went flying in different directions across the room. I pushed my trousers and boxers down my legs and stepped out of them, pulling my socks off too. I grabbed my cock in my hand and stroked as I stared at her. Her hands came up and squeezed her breasts. Fuck, that was hot. I glanced at the clock over her shoulder before stepping in closer to her. Her hands fell from her breasts and her nipples pebbled harder once they touched the skin on my chest.
“Happy birthday, baby. How do you want this?” I pulled back and she was frowning at me. I nodded over her shoulder and she looked to see that the clock was showing it was two minutes after twelve.
“Hard and wild.” She wiggled her eyebrows at me and that’s when I pounced on her. Covering her lips with mine. She was in fact perfect for me, how did I not see this last year?
I scooped her up in my arms and strode towards the wall, as soon as her back hit it I was sliding all the way inside of her. She was dripping wet and wild. She scratched at my back with her nails and dug her heels into my arse encouraging me to go faster and harder. I pulled her off the wall and sat her arse down on the dressing table. I propped her feet on the edge so she was open for me and slid back in with force, causing the dressing table to bang against the wall repeatedly.
“More,” she begged. I pulled out of her again and she mewled her disappointment. I deposited her over the side of the sofa and slammed back into her. Her head dropped forwards so I grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her up. Her arse was getting red from the force I was slamming into her. Beads of sweat were running down my chest and a light film had started covering her back.
“Come for me,” I demanded.
“Yes,” she answered. Then she screamed yes as I slapped her hard on the arse. Her pussy walls were suffocating my cock and I stilled my movements as I released inside of her. I let go of her hair as she slumped forwards over the arm of the sofa. As I pulled out our combined release dripped down her legs. I ran into the bathroom and grabbed a washcloth. I quickly wiped her clean before cleaning myself off.
“You ok, sweetheart?” I asked as she still hadn’t moved. It was a glorious sight to see, her arse still up in the air with my handprint shining boldly.
“I think you broke me,” she giggled. I sat back on the sofa and pulled her off the arm and into my lap.
“Here.” I held a small box out for her and she looked from it and back to me. “Happy birthday.”
“You didn’t have to get me anything.” She took the box from my hand, pulled off the wrapping paper and opened it up slowly. She gasped when she looked inside.
“I love it. Thank you so much.” She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. I had bought her a white gold necklace that had a small candy cane hanging from it.
“Do you want me to put it on for you?”
“Yes, please.” She pulled all of her hair up and out of the way as I clasped it around her neck.
A loud banging on the door made us both jump.
“OUT NOW!” A loud voice shouted. Candy jumped off my lap and started re-dressing. Once we were both ready to leave, I pulled her in closer to me and claimed her lips once more.
“Have a great birthday. I’ll see you the day after?” she nodded. I kissed her once more before the door was flung open.
“This keeps happening a lot.” One of the guys said.
“Goodnight, Cupid.” Candy kissed me once more before I said goodnight too. We were both pushed in different directions as usual and I couldn’t stop the grin that was on my face after that explosive session we just had.