Charlotte’s special gift for Christmas – part 1

I slowed my rocking and was getting ready to tell Thomas we needed to stop just in case, but paused when I caught sight of Charlotte’s blonde hair. What made me hesitate was the small amount of her hair I could see was only a couple of feet from the floor along the edge of the wall. My eyes widened when it occurred to me that our sweet little house guest was watching us! Either she wasn’t so sweet after all, or maybe she was just curious, but whatever the reason, it sent a thrill through me.

Reaching down, I cupped Thomas’s chin in my hand and prying his mouth from my nipple, lifted his face until he was looking at me. I gave him a quick kiss then whispered in his ear, “We have an audience.”

“What do you…”

“Turn your head to the right and look in the mirror; you can just see the top of the staircase.”

I nuzzled my face into his neck as he turned his head under the pretense of me kissing him. Thomas looked towards the mirror. He turned back to me and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, I placed my face against his.

‘You see her?”

“Yeah,” he said softly, then to my dismay started to slide his fingers from inside me, “We’ll stop then in a couple of minutes go up…”

“No,” I hissed in his ear, grabbing his wrist. “She’s sitting there watching! Little miss innocent, may not be so innocent!”

‘Or,” he said softly, his thumb beginning to rub my sensitive clit, “She’s curious.”

“One way or another,” I paused and released an exaggeratedly loud moan, “Let’s give her a show.”

“Yeah, but she’s our best friend…”

“Are you that much of a prude these days?” I asked in his ear, punctuating my sentence by giving his earlobe a hard nip with my teeth, I continued, “Back in the day we fucked young girls, now you don’t even want one watching?”

“Oh, I’m a prude am I?”

I yelped in surprise when Thomas leaned forward so fast I would have fallen off of his lap if he hadn’t gotten his arm around my waist. He pulled his fingers from my pussy and turning me sideways on his lap got his arm under my legs. Thomas grunted and the muscles in his arms bulged impressively as he stood while holding me against him.

Carrying me over to one of the small recliners across from the couch he put me down and said quietly, “Let’s give her a real show, and put your legs over the arms of the chair.”

“Hmm, now that’s the pervert I know and love,” I cooed as pulling my skirt up to my hips I threw my legs over the chair, exposing my smooth glistening pussy.

Smiling down at me, Thomas took his shirt off then unzipped his pants and pulled them off so that he was standing there in just his black boxers. Taking advantage of Thomas not yet blocking my pussy from our little spy’s view, I spread my pussy open.

“How’s my pussy look baby?” I asked, speaking louder than I had to as I began sliding my fingers through my wet lips.

“Good enough to eat,” Thomas also spoke loudly, giving me a wink.

He started to get to his knees, but with a smile I said, “No fair, I want to see what I’m going to taste!” Thomas hesitated and I added in a whisper, “Come on baby, and show Charlotte your nice hard cock.” I winked, “Give her something to think about while she plays with herself later.”

Thomas grabbed his underwear and pulled them down, allowing his dripping prick to spring free. I licked my lips at the sight of it, and then held back a laugh as I turned sideways. Thomas made a show of kicking his underwear off and grabbing his clothes from the floor and tossed them on the chair.

This move allowed him to face our curious little tenant and fingering her eyes would be glued to my husband’s impressive body. I looked up at the top of the staircase. Now that I knew where to look, I easily spotted her shadow against the opposite wall and I smiled when I realized I could see just the hint of her knees where she was crouched against the edge of the wall.

I hadn’t seen them before and realized she had eased even closer to the top of the stairs to watch. That sent a fresh wave of heat flowing between my legs and dipping my fingers inside my aching pussy. I began pumping them in and out while telling Thomas, “Come on baby, show me how much you want your wife’s pretty pussy.”

After taking another moment to pose for Charlotte with his long hard cock standing up at attention, Thomas turned, dropped to his knees in front of me and with an eagerness that I loved, buried his face between my legs.

“Oh, yes!” I moaned loudly as he shoved his tongue inside of me, “Tongue fuck me!”

Thomas obediently began moving his head back and forth, his rigid tongue sliding in and out of my oozing slit. Removing my feet from the chair, I placed them on his shoulders and cupping my heavy breasts in my hands started stroking my nipples. Between my legs Thomas started sucking my pussy.

I gasped at the feeling of him slurping my juices from inside of me and moaned at the loud sucking sounds he was making. I started rocking my hips as Thomas’s lips smacked loudly against my wet flesh and again risked a glance at the top of the stairs.

Charlotte was still there and the thought she was watching Thomas lick me caused my hips to move even faster. As much as I would have loved for Thomas to take his time and tease me, I wanted to cum quickly for our audience and give her a full performance so to speak.

“Suck my clit.” I hissed, “Make me cum nice and hard for you!”

Thomas slid his tongue up through my soft wet lips and after tracing a slow teasing circle around my swollen button, sucked it between his lips.

“Oh, yeah!” I groaned while squeezing my nipples harder, “Right there baby! Suck your wife’s hot little pussy!”

Thomas did better than that. In addition to sucking my clit as hard as he had my pussy, he brought his hand up and drove two fingers roughly inside me. I cried out in pleasure as his fingers started pumping rapidly in and out of my dripping pussy as his tongue swirled around my excited flesh.

I let my head fall back on the chair and closing my eyes envisioned Charlotte’s wide blue eyes as she watched Thomas eat me out. I wondered if her slender fingers were sliding down between her legs, then gasped as Thomas began pressing his tongue hard against my clit.

I started breathing heavier and pumping my hips in time with his plunging fingers, driving them deeper inside me.

“Oh, just a little more!” I whimpered as I felt my thighs starting to shake, “Make me cum nice and loud!” I said in a whisper, “Let’s give….oh fuck!”

I yelped in surprise as bringing his other hand up, Thomas shoved a finger hard into my ass. My cry of surprise turned into a long loud squeal of pleasure as the brief pain followed by the pleasure of Thomas’s finger penetrating my ass sent me over the edge.

Still squeezing my nipples, I wrapped my legs around Thomas’s head and started thrusting my hips. Thomas groaned as I ground my convulsing pussy into his swirling tongue and thrusting fingers. He began to drive his fingers harder into both my holes and the feeling of my ass and pussy contracting around them sent me into another loud wail.

At this point I wasn’t making a show for Charlotte; I was really cumming this hard. Although Thomas and I had a damn good sex life, it had been a long time since we’d had an added thrill like this. I cried out even louder as my quivering pussy released a warm flood of my juices into Thomas’s fingers.

The room was filled with the wet sound of Thomas’s fingers slamming into my sopping pussy and the small yelps I was releasing as my orgasm sent waves of pleasure through me. After letting out a long shuddering moan, I let my legs fall from Thomas’s shoulders and forced myself to sit up, said “Bring me that cock!”

Not having to be told twice, Thomas immediately stood up. I started to reach for him, but Thomas stopped me by reaching down and grabbing my face in his hands, and gave me a kiss. I moaned at the taste of my pussy from his lips and opened my mouth to greedily suck it from his tongue as he shoved it into my mouth.

I briefly imagined tasting a pussy other than my own from his lips, and even better the thought of tasting a strange woman from his cock. Pulling my face from his, I pushed him straight and grabbed his cock, trying to guide it to my mouth. Again I was stopped, but this time didn’t mind as Thomas had pulled away to step over to the side of the chair.

He winked down at me and with a wink of my own; I slid onto my knees on the floor. At this angle Charlotte would be able to watch me suck his cock and I eagerly opened wide and took him more than halfway down. Thomas moaned and reaching down started to play with my tits as I began bobbing my head, sucking his long thick shaft in and out of my mouth. I sighed, pleased at the sensation of his hard flesh sliding between my soft lips.

I opened my eyes and looked towards the staircase. Charlotte was still there and I could feel my pussy already beginning to heat up at the idea that she was watching me on my knees sucking cock like the dirty little slut I loved to be.

Thomas had slid a hand up behind my head and wrapping it in my long black hair started pushing and pulling, guiding my mouth along his cock. I stopped moving and looked up at him, winked. Holding my head still, Thomas started fucking my mouth.

He was using long slow strokes, pulling his cock all the way out to the tip before pushing his entire length back between my waiting lips. He was moaning as I pressed my tongue hard against his shaft so I could lick every inch of him as he stood there using my mouth.

Thomas pushed his cock all the way into my mouth until my lips were at the base of his shaft and shaking my head slowly back and forth I reached up and grabbed his balls. I could tell by the soft whimper he emitted that Thomas was pretty worked up and wouldn’t be able to take too much more.

Sliding my mouth from his cock, I started to pump it in my fist, enjoying the sight of his shaft glistening from my wet mouth. I was also getting a kick out of showing his cock off to Charlotte and wondering if she’d ever even touched one. Unable to resist an added touch, I lifted his cock and ducking my head made a show of tonguing his balls.

“Oh fuck  Emily,” he groaned, “Goddamn you can suck cock.”

“I’ll suck you off later; right now I need this big fat cock in my pussy!”

With his back to Charlotte, Thomas whispered, “Have I told you lately how much I love you?”

“That’s not love written on your face baby,” I told him as I stood up and placing my hands on the arm of the couch pushed my ass at him, “And it isn’t going to be what’s on my face in a few minutes, now get over here and fuck me!”

Thomas leaned over and after giving me a quick kiss on the cheek got behind me and grabbed my hips. In the moment before he drove his hard cock into my needy pussy, I lifted my head towards the stairs so she could see the look on my face when…

“Oh fuck yeah!” I screamed as Thomas drove his cock into me so hard I felt his balls slap against my pussy.

With no hesitation, Thomas began fucking the shit out me. His fingers were digging hard into my hips and he was slamming into me with all the power in his hips. I turned my head to look behind me and moaned at the sight of the muscles in his arms and chest bulge while he hammered away on my pussy like he hadn’t had it in weeks.

Thomas went to the gym three times a week and the results were on full display as the sweat made his muscles stick out even more. Turning my head quickly I saw the shadow had moved back a little as I was now facing her, but did catch a glimpse of yellow hair as she was still trying to watch.

“That’s it baby! Fuck me!” I called out and started rocking back and forth on my arms, driving my pussy back into his thrusting cock.

I started yelping with every thrust and could feel the sweat trickling down my back as my husband continued his relentless assault on my uncomplaining pussy. Damn he hadn’t fucked me this hard since the last time we…All thoughts stopped when reaching forward, Thomas grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head back. He had forced my face up towards the stairs and I could see even more of Charlotte’s knees than before. I cried out in surprise as Thomas slapped my ass hard and somehow began to fuck me even harder.

“Fuck me!” I screamed, “Fuck that pussy! Give it to me baby…oh, yes!”

Thomas had begun gasping and whipping his cock out, yanked me roughly off the couch. I landed on my knees and immediately spun around my mouth open. Thomas was squeezing his cock at the base and as soon as I was facing him, let out a loud cry and began pumping it.

A huge spurt of cum splashed against my lips and ran down my chin and onto my tits. His second spurt went directly into my mouth. I closed it then using my tongue pushed it out to dribble down my face with the rest of it. Thomas was cumming more than he had in a long time and now aiming lower succeeded in painting each of my nipples before collapsing into a sitting position on the chair.

“Goddamn.” He panted.

Charlotte’s special gift for Christmas – part 1 will continue in the next page.