my mouth smacking into it in a what’s up Krampus’ guy, we doin’ this or what, accidental slobber along the side kind of sloppy hello.
Before I could try to heft myself up, if that was even at all possible, he was snarling, a purr like rumble that echoed throughout the chamber issuing at my unmaiden-like greeting.
My hair was gripped, long fingers burying in my long locks, to jerk my head back. A hiss left the beast as that one-eyed monster bobbed thickly. I knew what was coming, could have prepared myself for it if I wasn’t still stunned stupid from the fall. Thicker along the base, with strange protrusions, like flexible, spiked nubs, mimicking a succulent plant, starting at the base, flexed. The two largest flexible cock spikes at the base of his shaft stood cock hard straight out. The different sized nubs crowned, rimming his shining glory in a mockery of a smaller scale model of his not so little beast there.
Deep purple with rings rimming it, almost exactly like the color his horns were turning, starting from the base up, I just automatically assumed, for reasons not quite clear to me to be honest, the skin gathered release at his groin, and the pale blue tip of his penis, were more Krampus than Elkfen. As his cock jerked I noticed the base spiny mock cocks flexing, flushed flat until his dick jerked a certain way. There were more but they weren’t as large, smaller nubs bulging along every third purple ring going up his length. The head had an almost shovel scooped end, the corona sporting a flare of thin skin along it that fluttered when his junk jerked. I was about to give oral to that? A mutant sea anemone peen?
Quelling my panic, I told myself it could be worse. It could always be worse. Those spongy looking springy cock ring crown points could have been hard spikes with pointy, thorny looking ends…
The blunt tip of a cockhead with too many slits, one main one with a wide slit right down the middle of that flared head that seeped a shimmering looking liquid, the other two smaller, along either side of the main one, and dribbling a thickness that bordered on white-blue frosting.
I was going to do this. This was happening. Whatever it takes…
Who was I kidding? The way I was feeling right now, I’d hook my legs around that trim waist, lock onto those bony hips, and do him three ways to Christmas morning if given the chance. His dick looked like a weird, giant sex toy and it was like there was fire in my veins. I was wild with want. His bite—it was its own kind of poison. I wanted him with a sudden fierceness that made my soul ache.
My sex was so wet with want the excess gathering at my entrance was starting to trail down my inner thighs, my thighs still sticky from his attentions of moments before.
Slowly parting my lips, I’d barely tasted the tip of him when my head was jerked back. A sharp cry left me. The furry foreskin that had pulled back of its own accord to reveal just what a Krampus was packing began to move along his shaft as if to jerk him off. I watched, licking my lips as it began working that thing like a champ. His erection grew, the more he, erm, technically, played with himself, while I sat there shivering my ass off, horny as hell, until three streams of cream filling started to ooze free.
More of that crooning occurred over my head, and he guided my mouth back to him. Taking him into my mouth, my lips sealed around the head and I gave an experimental lap at the openings.
A groan left him as a strange mess of flavors flooded my mouth. Sweetness, cream, that mintiness of a candycane, and a vanilla like white chocolatey creaminess that had me forgetting I shouldn’t be enjoying this, to swallow and begin working that magic stick for more.
Before I knew it my mouth was fighting his foreskin as it tried to work him. My belly filled as I milked him, my body warming along with it. By the time I slowly released him, my stomach was pleasantly full, body comfortably warm as if I was sitting in front of the fire in my favorite jammies. Dazed, I plopped to my ass the second his hand in my hair loosened.
He was still crooning as he