Three Christmas Wishes - Krista Wolf Page 0,22

could feel Brock’s eyes upon me. When I flipped my hair over the opposite shoulder to lick up and down his shaft, Kade was watching my every move.

Holy shit.

A surge of arousal fluttered through my stomach, as I went to town blowing their friend. They were watching me. Getting off on the sex act being performed before them. I started playing it up, getting Valerio all nice and wet and slick. I did slutty things with my mouth. I even caught Brock’s eye and winked at him.

This is fantastic!

Everything I was doing to turn them on ended up turning me on even more. Kade was touching me now, seeking my breasts. His hand slipped down the front of my outfit, cupping one gently swaying breast against his warm palm. I moaned around his friend’s shaft as he started rolling it in his hand, twirling my nipple gently between his fingers. Brock joined in too, touching me from the other side. He traced my areola with his thumb, and I groaned with approval.

Eventually I reached left and right, stretching my hands out between the others’ legs. I found their boxers already down, their swollen manhoods already gripped in their own eager fists.

Oh my GOD.

Taking over for them was the hottest thing in the whole fucking world.

Eighteen

VALERIO

I was lost in a trance, watching her go down on me. Her long silky hair tickling my bare thighs, as her pretty head bobbed ever so slowly up and down in my lap.

Fuck…

The scene was beyond beautiful, especially when she paused to look up at me with those big brown eyes. At one point she stopped, then delivered a devilish smile. And the whole time…

Damn, look at her!

The whole time she was slowly stroking my friends.

It was incredible to me, how awesome she was overall. How much fun we’d had with her in such a short period of time, and yet we knew practically nothing about her.

We’d talked about her of course, pretty much nonstop since she picked out her tree. What began with a playful competition over who got to ask her out ended up with something so strange, so unorthodox, I would never have believed it with my own eyes.

And yet here I was.

“Come for me…”

She whispered the words softly, as her tongue played against my shaft. Slowly she dragged it up and down, making her lips tight again as she went over the top. A second later I was gasping, watching in awe as she plunged down again, taking me all the way into her throat.

I knew the game she was playing, of course. A sort of reverse of the same game we’d played on her. Maybe she wanted to see who’d come first, or who’d come last, or whatever benchmark she was using to determine the winner. Or maybe there was no winner. Watching her blow a kiss Brock’s way, then turn to lick her lips at Kade, maybe we are all winners.

Her whole body was magnificent, but I couldn’t stop looking at her ass. It peeked out just enough from beneath her white-trimmed skirt to be visible, as the others worked her supple breasts in their rolling hands.

I couldn’t complain, considering where I was right now. Nestled snugly in her tight little mouth, I could feel the come boiling up from my sack. It was desperate to escape down her talented throat, but I was enjoying this too much to let go so soon, so quickly…

“Okay, his turn,” she winked at me, before shifting to swallow Kade next.

Her Santa hat was skewed to one side, where I’d run my hands through her hair. I reached out and fixed it, tucking an errant lock of hair back over one ear as the hand she’d been using on Kade moved over to me.

Ohhhh man.

It felt fantastic — almost as amazing as her mouth. Sloane stroked my saliva-coated shaft top to bottom, as I watched her give my friend the same incredible oral pleasures she’d just given me. It was voyeuristically hot, watching her work. Like seeing something wholly forbidden — something I really shouldn’t be watching — yet something I couldn’t possibly look away from, even if I wanted to.

She was perfect, we’d decided as a trio. Innocent and beautiful in that girl-next-door type of way, yet somehow ten times sexier than any woman we’d ever dated. And she was smart. Funny. Artistic and driven. The sculptures and efforts we’d seen at her apartment had stunned and wowed us to the point