I chuckled and found my feet again. I’m not quite sure how I managed to carry all those toys back into her room or do so with such a raging boner as I had right then, but I made it and plopped down onto the bed. Everything was so cute and innocent in there, belying how she really was in rooms with queen-sized beds available.
Or just enough floor space honestly… I dug into my pocket and found a condom. Just one tonight, so I knew I had to make it count. The rest of my clothes found their way to the floor, and I lounged back while I listened for Emma’s return over the moaning and giggling coming from her roommates through the thin wall.
The bathroom door creaked open, the light clicked off, and I heard the distinct tapping of high-heeled boots stepping down the hall. I swear my heart stopped for a good three seconds when the bedroom door opened. Standing in the doorway was my Emma, fully dressed up in the sexiest Santa outfit I’d ever seen.
Dark black boots that hugged close to her skin rose up to just under her knees, her bare thighs only barely hidden by the short red velvet skirt with white fur trim hanging around her hips. Still it proved too short to conceal the black and red lacy panties just under it. The top didn’t even come close to covering her streamlined midsection and came just halfway down her chest – the bright red corset zig-zagged with white lace strings pushed out her bare cleavage over matching white fur. She cocked out her hip and sucked lazily on a candy cane, those bright eyes of hers wandering over my now steely dick.
“How’s this? Do you like your naughty Christmas slut tonight?” Emma purred, tracing her lips with the candy cane. I was speechless for once – well, she’d been able to do it to me before, but this time really tied down my tongue.
“Mmmm, looks like I’m not the only naughty one here, huh?” Criss-crossing her steps, Emma sauntered onto the edge of the bed and crawled up like a cat. She’d watched too many strip dance movies with me – or maybe just enough. “Ohhh yeah, you’re definitely on my naughty list with this big bare cock…” She grasped it and ran her lithe fingers down my length. I groaned and nearly forgot everything, but then from the back of my mind I remembered: Emma definitely wasn’t one to remember condoms.
“Here,” I managed, holding up the tin foil wrapper. She lifted her eyes towards it, and scowled. “Heh heh, don’t worry Mrs. Prinson – Your present just needs to be wrapped up, remember?” Emma blinked at me, and then a wicked grin spread across her face, the same one I got so used to when an especially naughty idea came to her.
“Ooooh, that’s right! Silly you, forgetting to wrap up your package for me. Well, lucky for you, Mrs. Prinson is eager to help you out.” She stretched forward, rubbing her bare belly up along my chest and planted a kiss on my lips before snatching up the condom in her teeth. I could have easily lost it right there, but I held back knowing how much better this show was going to get. Good thing I didn’t cum either I thought – she was grinding her pussy hard against my cock with those thin silky panties as she toyed with the condom. Painting those black panties white then would get me in the fatherly way for sure.
The extra-thin condom stuck precariously on her pouting lips, held there by my girlfriend’s wide grinning teeth. Sliding further down after her pussy left an extra warm and slimy trail along my shaft, she dipped down and expertly took my member into her mouth. I could feel her working her tongue and teeth, inch by inch unrolling the condom down my pulsing dick. Definitely just enough stripper movies. I would have been afraid of her tearing the condom by the way she drugged her teeth along it if it wasn’t such a hot sight and sensation.
“Mmmmm,” Emma moaned around my cock, taking me all the way to the base. Her tongue ran all over my cock – dully I felt her warm saliva absolutely coating my length through the latex. For the brief moment I regretted having to use a condom, especially with my girlfriend staring up at me with a dreamy look and my shaft halfway down her throat. Maybe I could, just this once… No I thought, I can’t risk it, not even this time. Something in the back of my mind told me now more than ever I had to be careful about knocking up my crazy hot girlfriend.
With a loud sucking pop she came up off my cock, now perfectly wrapped up in the bright condom. “There,” Emma sighed, admiring her mouthwork, “All wrapped up, just like a perfect present should be.”
“God Emma…” I groaned. Half of me wanted to close my eyes and enjoy how my girlfriend was rubbing her wet pussy along my thigh, but the other half couldn’t stand to not look at my ‘naughty Christmas slut’. As I looked up at her, she stopped staring at my cock to meet my eyes. And that look – I don’t know why I did, since I didn’t know what she intended then, but just looking into my girlfriend’s wild eyes then, I shuddered.
The roommates were really going at it. Their bed thumped against the wall – they definitely stole at least one of Emma’s toys. Emma turned to look, and for a few moments we listened to their muffled wails and dirty words as they gave each other a good fucking. It would have been funny if it wasn’t turning us on even more.
“They’re really going at it aren’t they?” I said.
“Yeah… They really are going nuts,” Emma turned back to me with that same wild-eyed look on her face, “Don’t you want to be like that?”
“I’d be lying hard if I said no to that.”
“You’re already hard – and lying, naughty boy.” She traced her fingers down my chest as her wet pussy drenched my leg.
“True enough. Now how about I unwrap my present first-” I lifted her skirt, but in a flash she flew back, coming down again to rub her cheek along my twitching member.
“Nu-uh, naughty boys have to wait until good girls go first,” Emma said.
“Um, but I’m already totally unwrapped…” The room started to feel really close, and Emma’s steady unblinking stare didn’t help.
“Not quite.” Emma said, and licked the condom from base to tip. She was smirking – I caught her drift.
“Emma, we can’t do that!”
“I’m not Emma, I’m Mrs. Prinson. And I Always Wrap my presents.” She kept her eyes on mine as she closed her teeth around the latex tip.
“Emma! Seriously, we can’t fuck without that-” Her eyes flashed, and with clenched teeth she yanked back. The ultra-thin latex didn’t stand a chance. It split open along its whole length like tissue paper, down to the very base. Emma gasped and jumped back.
“Oh my! It’s exactly what I wanted this year! Bare boyfriend cock…” Before I could even process what just happened she had stripped the remnants of the condom from my turgid member and threw them aside. There was no way it would have caught anything but air at that point, and especially not my sperm.
“Fuck Emma, now we have to find another one.”
“Oh no no no, I love this one right here,” She said, kissing my cock all over. “I can’t imagine having another one replace it.” She started going down on me, muddling my thoughts as I fought to keep my focus.
“No, a condom! We can’t have sex unprotected. You’re… you’re not on the pill Emma…”
“Mmmm,” Her slurping and sucking filled my ears and crept into my mind, “Isn’t that exciting?”
“N-no! I can’t…ugh, I can’t risk that.You Can’t risk that Emma!”
“Maybe Emma can’t, but Mrs. Prinson can…” She let go of my cock after she’d thoroughly coated it in saliva. Licking her lips she threw her wet panties onto my chest and crawled up into position.
“Emma! We’re not roleplaying anymore – this is serious!”
“Who said we were roleplaying?” Emma’s wide eyes burned bright, just as they had done before to freeze the blood in my veins. She was serious I realized, and she was having one of her moments where reason wouldn’t reach her. “Ooooh, now Mister Naughty Boy,” She lowered herself till her dripping pussy lips caught the tip of my member, “Mrs. Prinson is going to get her stocking filled with your presents tonight!”
“Wait! Don’t Kat-!” My hands couldn’t move fast enough. Before I could stop her, she thrust down and took me into the hilt. For the first time in my life I was inside a woman totally bare. And I liked it.
“Mmmm!” Emma groaned through her teeth above me, “God, you’re definitely going up on the naughty list now…” Without hesitation she pumped her hips steady but hard, taking care to spread her hot juices all over me. My hands found her hips, but I couldn’t bring myself to pry her off. I could have if I wanted to, but I didn’t. I didn’t want her to stop her hot grinding dance, despite the icy fear flooding through me.
“I’ll – I’ll pull out…” I mumbled and arched back some as her velvet folds clenched around me. I was already so damn close, but my resolve had weakened. I had to fuck her, bare or not! Emma meanwhile kept up her pace, posting up and down while toying with her tight corset. Lace by lace, she untied it as her hair fell messily over one eye.
“Mmm-mmm-mmm,” she shook her head, “Mrs. Prinson wants her present nice and deep inside her,” She shivered and thrust down particularly hard, “Ohhh! I want your cum inside me. I want your – your¬…!” But she couldn’t finish. Her nails dug into my chest as she came, fighting for enough breath to scream out her pleasure at the same time. I wasn’t easy on her either – I felt like I could crush her from how hard I gripped her hips then, trying to hold back from filling her up as her hot tight hole milked my cock like a gulping vice. I wouldn’t have been able to pull her off if I wanted to then, or even pull out.
She started to come down, thankfully right before I had lost my own battle. My balls surged for release and my shaft jerked and pulsed hard inside my girlfriend’s bare cunt. Just a little more and I would have given in, I knew it. But Emma collapsed on my chest, panting hard, with her corset just barely clinging onto her sweaty chest. Slowly, carefully, after I got a nice feel of Emma’s tight ass under her skirt of course, I tried to roll her over…
But no! Emma snapped back to attention in an instant. In a flash she had my wrists above my head and was grinning ear to ear right over me. “Oh ho ho! Trying to take advantage of Mrs. Prinson huh? You’re going to have to give me a nicer present than that if you want to be the top of the naughty list!”
“Emma, I nearly came to you-” I couldn’t even finish without her pussy quivering on my cock and her eyes fluttering towards the ceiling, “Emma! I have to pull out. I’m not going to be able to last without cumming with you.”
“Yesss! Cum in me!” Emma threw her hair back wildly and started fucking me, leaning in close as she half growled and half moaned, “Cum inside me. Fill me with your naughty sperm. Plant your present deep inside me, right here in my tummy!” She made sure to slide her taut belly against me then, the belly she wanted so desperately to be filled with my cum. My fertile cum.
“You’ll get pregnant!” I cried. I felt my cum boiling. The edge approached fast.
“Pregnant! Oh fuck yes, pregnant! Knock me up naughty boy – give me your baby!” My blood froze in my veins. Emma wanted to get pregnant. She wanted me to knock her up. She wasn’t going to let me pull out. She hadn’t stopped posting on me – rather her hips didn’t stop, rutting like a madwoman, trying to break me, trying to make me unleash everything where it counts. I shook – with anger, with fear, with… arousal?
My hands seized her hips and still I couldn’t stop them – no, my hands were pumping her all the harder! I forced her hips to slam against mine as her crazed eyes stared and her body raved against and above mine. I couldn’t hold on. I couldn’t and still I…
“Ahhh! Take me! Make me take your sperm!!” Emma wailed when I pinned her hips against mine and forced my erupting cock as deep as I could into her bare cunt. By god, when Emma felt it, my hot load shooting off inside her, she looked like she was shot – eyes petrified and staring wide, mouth gaping in a silent scream, and her whole body convulsing against mine as her burning pussy milked my spurting shaft with an inescapable intention: to breed.
I must have passed out. I remember my voice roaring over her feminine gasps. The hot friction of her hips jerked against mine. Her pussy gushed its silky slime all over my cock. And I remember cumming so hard that my vision dissolved into darkness. My cock was still twitching inside my girlfriend when I came to. Emma was quivering too – moaning and quivering, her little aftershocks still suckling along my bare length. I’d cum inside her, deep. She wouldn’t let me pull out.
And I was holding her there. My palms pressed on her ass, my fingers dug deep into her firm globes. Every time her hips moved I could feel my muscles tense – I drew her back totally onto my cock. And I could feel it inside her. My load, getting churned and mixed by her little movements and steady suckling. My hot, bare load. Inside her. Inside Emma’s hot bare pussy.
“Ooooh, naughty… naughty boy…” Emma mewled, then giggled as she thrust a few times, “Mrs. Prinson loves your little presents… Mmmm, I’ll love watching them grow in my tummy even more…” She got up to just straddling my hips, drenched in our mingled sweat and breathing deep and quick, and looked down between her spread legs at the mess between us. Her inner thighs shimmered with our combined juices, with far more of mine streaming down the length of my dick. Emma gave me that mad grin again and licked her lips, “Oh yes, you’re going right up on Mommy’s naughty list!”