Your cock is beautiful – 25

“You look really good.” she said seductively.

I was wearing a button-down shirt, black dress pants and black tie.

“Thanks.” I mumbled shyly.

I internally chastised myself, reminding myself who I was talking to.

“What do you want?” I asked.

She simply smiled and dropped to her knees.

“Really?” I asked condescendingly, “You want to do this now?”

Her smile faltered, but she nodded.

I sighed and stepped towards her, lifting her chin with one finger.

“Your parents are two rooms away. So are mine. Not to mention my sister, your best friend.” I said, “And you want to suck my cock?”

She smiled again.

“Yes please.” she said.

I shrugged nonchalantly and reached down to unbuckle my belt. She reached up and fished my cock out of my pants, gently squeezing its flaccid length.

I stood in silence as she went about getting me hard, a feat that took only seconds. In a few more seconds I was in her throat, enjoying the heat and pressure. She was moving slowly, thoroughly licking and pleasuring my cock each time it left her throat. It felt wonderful, but I felt pressed for time. We’d be noticed as missing eventually.

“I’m going to miss this big cock, Sir.” she sighed, jerking my shaft with both hands.

“Hurry up.” I grunted.

I put my hand on her head to encourage her as she took me back into her mouth, but I was careful not to mess up her hair. She obeyed and increased her pace, slamming my erection into her clenching throat again and again. I sighed with pleasure. I wasn’t going to get this again for two weeks, so I was determined to remember it.

It had only been a few minutes but I already wanted to finish, paranoid about being discovered.

“Going to have to make this a fast one, sweetheart.” I said, holding her head in place.

I began to thrust into her, fucking her face with long, fast strokes. I flexed my cock and allowed myself to orgasm. I came harder than I expected to, and let out a loud grunt of pleasure as I blew my load into her swallowing throat.

I slid my shrinking cock out of her mouth and tucked it back into my pants. Looking down I saw that Mia was looking up at me with a dazed smile on her face, her lipstick smudged.

“Stand up.” I ordered quietly.

She was quick to obey. I reached under the hem of her dress and felt the crotch of her panties. She let out a sultry little whimper when I realized they were soaking wet. I impulsively grabbed the waistband and yanked it up, causing the material to grind against her sensitive lower lips.

She gasped with pleasure and grabbed my arm with both hands.

“Such a shame we can’t do anything about this…” I sighed.

“Two… two more weeks.” she responded shakily.

I smiled. She was really determined to keep to our agreement.

“Can you really wait two more weeks?” I asked.

She nodded, biting her lip.

“You said I have to wait. I’ll wait.” she said.

My smile grew wider.

“Such an obedient little slut.” I said, releasing her panties.

I grabbed her ass and pulled her into a kiss which she eagerly responded to, then I pulled away again after a few seconds. I loved leaving her frustrated. It gave me a small but pleasant rush of Dominance each time I saw the disappointment in her eyes. She knew that I was in control of her pleasure, and if it didn’t come from me then it wouldn’t come at all.

“Good girl.” I said, pulling away.

I was about to leave, but remembered I hadn’t actually used the bathroom yet.

I turned towards the toilet and got my cock out again. I started to piss, then realized Mia was still watching me. She seemed fascinated by my cock, I guess having never seen one urinate before. Despite how many times she’d seen me naked, this was somewhat embarrassing.

I finished, shaking off the last few drops and tucking it back in.

“I didn’t get you anything.” she said suddenly.

I turned towards her.

“What are you talking about?” I asked.

“For Christmas.” she clarified, “I… I didn’t get you something. I wanted to, but you said we have to keep it a secret, so I thought it would look weird. I mean, Stella knows that I don’t usually get anyone except her and my parents presents, so she definitely would have been suspicious, and… I didn’t really know what to get you either…”

“I wasn’t expecting anything.” I said honestly, “And I didn’t get you anything.”

She nodded, but still looked guilty. Mia getting me a Christmas present? Despite everything, that still felt like such a weird concept, like looking outside and seeing a green sky. Something that just didn’t make sense.

“Go on.” I said, sighing, “We shouldn’t leave together.”

“Ok.” she said quietly. “But I need to go upstairs first. I have to… change my panties.”

I laughed at the way she said this, a strange mix of shame and pride.

“Go ahead.” I said, turning to wash my hands. “Fix your make-up, too.”

She slid out of the room behind me.

I washed her lipstick off my lips, and made sure I looked presentable before rejoining everyone.

The rest of the night was pretty uneventful, although every time I looked at Mia I suddenly found it hard to stop picturing her soft, plump lips, and how they’d been wrapped around my cock just an hour or two earlier.

Stella went with Mia and stayed at her place that night, as they were planning to leave from there to the airport the next day. I could tell by the way she looked at me that she wanted a more exciting goodbye, but with everyone around she couldn’t do anything more than give me a chaste hug and a quick,

“Merry Christmas.”

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The day after that, my parents were leaving too.

“We’re heading out, Son.” Dad called up to my room.

I walked down to see them off.

“Have a good time.” I said.