We Wish You a Lusty Christmas

This had been a fantasy of theirs for quite some time. Making love in front of a crowd had been number one on their "to do" list. Being directed by someone else was pretty high up there too; so this was a two for one deal. The neckline of the soft carmine dress gaped open showing a tantalizing glimpse of sweet braless cleavage. Being careful not to catch any skin, Bob nuzzled in under her chin, caught the neckline of the costume and growling playfully, shook his head back and forth pulling the fabric out as far as he could. It was enough to cause the dress to slip forward down over her shoulders. Letting go he dropped to his knees and not caring in the least about the fur around the hem bit it and yanked. The dress slithered easily down pooling at her toes, she totally naked now since she wasn't wearing any panties. Bob rose to his feet, turned to face his now cheering audience and bowed gallantly. Eight pair of eyes were avidly eating Becky up. He could see why. Every time he saw her naked no matter what either he or she was doing, he got a nice rigid hard-on. The one he had now was killing him.

Ross stared. Bob was one hell of a lucky man. Becky stood before everyone smiling, not in the least self conscious. Hell, with a body like that she didn't need to be. She constantly joked that she had never exercised a day in her life. He didn't believe it. A curvy slim waist ran into softly flaring hips, her legs were not overly long, but they were shaped beautifully. Ross could picture them wrapped around his waist, it made him shudder with sudden want. She had high, firm "C" sized breasts, and medium sized brownish pink nipples. Between her legs the lips of her completely shaven sex glistened in the light, reflecting back to everyone in the room how totally turned on she was. Ross had the sudden urge to grab her sweet ass and plunge himself straight to the hilt. His dick was twitching inside his costume begging to be released into the warm sexually charged air. It knocked against the black cotton fabric, but he wasn't answering that door right now. Looking over his shoulder at Leslie he couldn't help but compare the two. She had by far the prettier face. Becky's was pretty, oval shaped with doe soft teasing brown eyes, kind of like a Sandra Bullock. Leslie's was more classic; something along the lines of Nicole Kidman. He sighed; it was all a matter of taste. If Leslie's "B" cups had nice sized pinkish tips he'd deem himself a lucky man indeed. He'd always thought more than a mouthful was a waste.

The applauding had died down and everyone was looking at him expectantly. Ross winked at Becky.

"Okay Bob. The ladies here are dying to see what you're packing. Let's not keep them waiting any longer." That's all Bob needed to hear. Reaching up he unsnapped the button of the sheath going across his lightly furred chest letting it go straight to the floor. Becky had joked that he looked more like a Christmas Tarzan in his modernized outfit than a Santa. Reaching down he pulled off his loincloth-wannabe Santee shorts, sighing in relief as his aching throbbing cock bounced back nicely to wave hello at the girls who were all straining to see it. He was of average width and length, and like his partner in lust was completely shaven, balls and all. Becky constantly told him how beautiful his cock was, and how suck-able. She called it "perfect blowjob material." The ladies in the room approved, they looked their fill. Standing just shy of six feet he had a wide strong chest, large capable hands, and thighs to die for. His short black hair was parted down the middle, combed back complimenting the planes of his face. His green eyes sparkled like emeralds reflecting off glass. Above a full masculine lip a thick mustache traveled across and down to meet with the goatee that covered the lower part of his chin.

Leslie had never pictured Bob looking like this. He was an attractive man. You could tell by his quick smile and wit that he was a people person, and had quite a reserve of humor stored behind those gorgeous green orbs of his. Right now he was horny, and it radiated off of him touching every female in the group. She looked over at the man in the mask. His name was Ross, when Becky had told her his pen name for the website she'd almost fainted. Next to LustyLovers he was her next favorite author. He wrote the most erotic thrillers, his characters just sizzled off the pages making her sweat and squirm until finally she'd give into the urge to place her electric vibe on her clit as she finished the story. She'd tried emailing him numerous times, and left him tons of feedback, but he had never responded to her. She'd been sneaking covert peeks at him all evening. She really, really hoped he turned out to be her partner. She loved the dark mysterious type and he was exactly that. His blue eyes were so deeply colored that you just wanted to keep looking at them forever.

"Well everyone, this is the famous LustyLovers. What do you think? Should we make them live up to their name?" Clapping and catcalls circled around the room to Ross's request. He folded his arms in front of him and shaking his head, smiled at his friends. Damn they looked good together.

"Okay you two. I'm going to make this short and sweet. Bob I want you to fuck Becky good and hard in her ass. I'm not going to direct you as you do it, I'm going to give your orders to you right now. You are to go to the guest room, lean her over the end of the bed where we can have the best view, and your going to fuck the living daylights out of your wife. There's to be no kissing, no foreplay, no talking, she can't touch you. Becky, your job is to see how fast you can make him cum, if you can do it within three minutes, I'll write a special story dedicated to you and place it on the site. Bob you have to hold off for as long as possible, if you can't last three minutes I get Becky in a room alone, naked, and she has to masturbate for me."

Bob frowned, not liking the sound of that, but then looking at Ross more closely he noticed the small twitch at the corner of his mouth that gave him away. He was bluffing, putting on a show for their guests. Becky had caught the twitch too and understood; everyone else had their backs to Ross and thought he was serious. She smiled coyly at Bob as if to say your dick doesn't have a chance. Everyone else in the room sat in suspended silence, loving this little byplay, eager to see who'd prevail. Turning around the couple headed out of the room, turned down a hallway and disappeared around a corner. All eyes went straight to the television. Ross returned to his beanbag, sat down and settled back to enjoy what he knew was going to one hell of a show.

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Once they were out of sight of the living room and around a corner, Becky grabbed her lovers cock dropped quickly to her knees and slipped him into her mouth. She knew she only had a couple seconds, but it was something she always insisted on doing before letting him make love to her. Bob didn't mind at all, he was addicted to it. The feel of her mouth on his cock always drove him to the brink of madness. It was a fact that in the five years they had been married, not a single day had passed by without her loving lips doing homage to his ever grateful cock. Gently withdrawing from her mouth he pulled her to her feet and kissed her softly.

"I love you baby." He whispered. "Turn around sweetheart I want to get you ready for me. I'm not hurting you in there." She turned her back to him, and spread her legs, leaning forward she braced her hands on the wall in front of her; Bob bent his knees, aimed, and slipped his cock straight home into her sopping wet cunt. They both groaned. As fast as he'd slid in he pulled out again.

"Okay honey breath deep." Bob was a master at anal sex. He'd never hurt his soul-mate and wasn't starting now. Not for anybody. Becky felt him gently but firmly probe the entrance to her tightly clenched ass, she pushed down loosening her sphincter and made a concentrated effort to relax. He slid in slowly, easily; her juices coating his erection were more than enough lubrication. It was a little painful at first; but that quickly dissipated. They both loved anal, Becky's ass was so sensitive that she often found herself tripping into one orgasm after the other.

"You Okay?"

"Oh yeah," she moaned back.

He pulled back carefully while rotating his hips, stretching her. He knew that when they walked into that room that it was going to be no holds barred and he wanted his lover ready. He spent a full twenty seconds circling his hips, going up and down on the balls of his feet, until he felt her relax completely then clench him. He smiled to himself. She was ready. With a groan of protest from her he pulled out.

"Let's go baby."

She practically ran ahead of him down the hall and burst into the bedroom. He was laughing as he followed her in. Becky went straight to the foot of the bed and bent over it, sticking her ass straight up towards the video camera. It was mounted up high on the wall pointing down. Bob followed, and taking his wife by the hips he moved her carefully to the side a little more making sure he wasn't blocking any camera angles. He wanted everyone to get a good view of his rod burrowing deep. Spitting into his palm Bob lubed himself again, caressed Becky's butt cheeks for a second, parted her, then eased himself right in. She clenched him immediately letting him know she was more than ready for a riding. He chuckled; she was antsy, like a live squirrel on a hot wire. Knowing she had an audience was revving her up.

God his cock felt so good. She wanted to tell him so but they weren't allowed to speak. That's okay, she'd show him. With his next stroke in she pushed back hard almost knocking him off balance. Leaning forward more she helped his progress back then slammed into reverse again causing him to grunt and his balls to slap her cunt. She liked it! He took the hint, and grabbing onto her hips started pounding into her more than willing ass. With every downward stroke his balls striking her leaking pussy sent vibrations into her clit teasing it, making the little nub pulse inside its protective sheath.

Feeling the onslaught of impending climax shocked the hell out of Bob, he never came this fast. Becky's clenching and letting go antics inside her ass were milking him as sure as any farmer milked a cow. He hissed, willing his cock to behave and pulled completely out of her, backing up to lean against the wall panting, out of camera view. Surprised to say the least Becky looked over her shoulder, their eyes meeting. She knew the look, could see his dick twitching; his hands were clenched at his sides. She smiled wickedly, it hadn't been three minutes. Slapping her own ass she shook an admonishing finger at him then crooked it, silently calling him back to her. His eyes burned in warning, but he was smiling. Finally he shrugged as if to say, "okay you win", and walking back over to her grabbed his cock and slowly inserted it back home. Groaning in unison, he gave her what she wanted in only a few strokes.

"Fuck!" he moaned in defeat, pulling out of her just as the first string of cum jettisoned out, landing on the small of her back. He rode out the climax rubbing the head of his dick in the crack of Becky's heart shaped ass, spreading his cum everywhere. While everything had been completely quiet as they fucked, the sound of feline whooping and energetic clapping could be heard coming from the sound system he'd ran from the living room. Then Ross's rich amused baritone swirled around them.

"Well Becky, looks like you owe me."

Feeling sassy Becky wiggled her ass and said "Maybe someday." She stuck her tongue out at the camera, turned and hugged Bob hard.

"Not a chance," she whispered in his ear. Taking his hand she waved at the blinking red light and they walked out of the room.

Once in the hallway Bob turned pinning her to wall.

"We don't go back until you cum."

Becky moaned low in her throat. Thank God! She was still throbbing, unfulfilled. Reaching down Bob's fingers went unerring to her clit. Bull's-eye! His mouth came down on hers, his bossy lips and silky tongue taking her over completely. The erotic fucking motions of his kiss and fingers moved in unison. Becky didn't even try to fight it, she melted into the wall smearing what was left of his cum on her well used butt into the floral wallpaper, not giving a damn, and enjoyed the feelings radiating inside and out of her. Bringing her arms up and around his neck she clung, feeling the build, anticipating it. When the waves hit she moaned, thrashed against his fingers, and crested smoothly, rolling along with it. When the mewing and writhing stopped, so did Bob. He softly kissed Becky's bottom lip and looked into languid brown pools of contentment.

"Meow," she purred. Making him laugh. "Love you."

"Me too." He replied.

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In the living room Ross and the others waited. That had been fast, but it had raised everyone to a high level of excitement and they were ready to keep going. Ross knew the house, they were taking longer to get back than they should. He figured they were tying up loose ends. When they walked into the room a few minutes later he knew he'd been right. Becky was practically glowing, she had the look of a well satisfied woman. Everyone clapped and a couple people made a few raucous comments but it quieted down fast.

"Everyone ready to play? Bob shouted.

"Yeah!"

"Okay then, I'll pick first." Looking around Bob's eyes fell on Nora. "I chose you Nora." She squealed, jumping to her feet. Her costume reminded Bob of a pair of footie pajama's in style except they were brown and sported socked hoofs at the feet and hands, she'd painted her nose red to emulate Rudolph and had a reindeer horn barrette on top of her head. She was a cute little thing, black hair, blue eyes and a few freckles on a short just this side of plump body. "Honey?" he looked at Becky.

Walking over to Joe she tapped him on the head. "You!" He stood up, Becky couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the obvious huge erection he was sporting. She had to admit that those skinz boxers were sexier than hell, she made a mental note to get Bob some. Joe was tall and thin with a very hairy chest running down in a line across his stomach and further south past the silver waistline. She wouldn't call him handsome, just maybe kind of normal with nice even features, light brown hair slightly receding and brown eyes, but that bulge in his skin tight boxers looked mighty interesting. He was a nice looking present indeed. She knew lots of woman who'd love to unwrap him.

The pair looked each other over, and Nora kept glancing wistfully at Ross. As if from some hidden signal the hosts asked at the same time.

"Naughty or Nice?"

Nora shrugged nervously. "Naughty... I think."

Watching her closely Joe sighed almost wistfully before replying. "I think I'd better go Nice."

"Okay," said Bob. "I just want to remind you that both have to say Naughty before you can be. Sooooo... Nice it is." Walking over to the massive Christmas Tree twinkling in the corner, Bob retrieved one large box gaily wrapped in green and red shiny paper and ribbons. He handed it to Nora but addressed them both.

"Open it."

Joe gestured at Nora to go ahead and do the deed. She ripped and tore at the package until there wasn't a scrap of paper left on it. What emerged was a white lidded gift box. Lifting the lid carefully she peeked inside, then giggled. Everyone in the room watched carefully as she pulled out a pair of bullet vibrators, one was gold and one was silver, each about four inches long with a black power twist switch on the end. There was also a red sheet of stationary folded in half. She handed it to Joe who opened it up and started reading aloud.

"If each of you picked Nice, then this paper is null and void, you may both sit back down, sharing the gift. If one of you said Naughty then that person holds the power over the other and must give them one order that they have to obey." Joe threw back his head and guffawed, he'd only picked nice because it was obvious that Nora was lusting after cowl guy over there. This might be a little fun after all.

Nora stood looking indecisive.

"So I have to tell him something to do?" she affirmed.

"Oh Yeah.." purred Becky. She looked at Joe and wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at him. "But he can't do it with anyone else in the room."

That didn't seem to bother Joe in the least as he looked at Nora expectantly.

"Ummm... Well..." Nora met his eyes, they seemed to be challenging her. They had a sexy twinkle in them that made her regret her lack of enthusiasm moments before. She looked around, all eyes were on her, it seemed as if everyone held their breath. She shrugged her shoulders, looked over at Ross wistfully one last time, and in one sharp movement unzipped her "reindeer" costume down to her bellybutton. Pulling her arms free of the confining brown fabric she let the top half of her costume fall, her large braless breasts swaying and drawing every eye in the room. Nora felt a little nervous but she pulled her shoulders back proudly, and then plopped down unceremoniously onto her beanbag leaning back.

Joe ate her alive with his eyes, he adored large tits. She had huge pinkish nipples aroused and enticing as hell. He wanted to dive in and suckle till the cows came home, but kept his pose and waited to see what she had in mind.

"I want you to take your dick out of your pants and jack-off all over my tits. Is that okay Becky?" She looked over at her hosts; both were smiling ear to ear.

"Absolutely" they said in unison. Laughing they looked at each other. Joe, who was fully aroused didn't waste any time. Slipping his thumbs into his silver briefs he carefully pulled them down being especially careful in getting the skin tight material off from around his fully aroused member. They fell around his ankles where he casually stepped out of them. The ladies in the room clapped and whistled their appreciation. Joe's prick was premium sized, large and extremely thick, proudly thrusting up waiting for some attention.

Slipping to his knees in front of Nora, Joe wrapped his right hand around himself and began slowly pumping. Being playful, Nora wiggled her shoulders causing her breasts to jiggle. Joe moaned and picked up his pace just a touch. Feeling her power over him Nora let the beanbag support her weight and cupping her breasts juggled them up and down.

"Oh Fuck," Joe moaned entranced. He'd been waiting for this party for a month and was more than ready to let go and enjoy himself. He'd wanted more... but hey, he'd wait and see what the night ahead brought. He spent the next couple of minutes slowly increasing his speed. Nora had progressed to pinching her nipples, her head was tilted back and her eyes were closed, she was not playful now, she was aroused and showing it. Out of the corner of his eye Joe caught sight of Becky, she'd moved beside them and was reaching for something just out of his line of vision. It flashed in the soft lighting as she retrieved it and he suddenly realized it was the silver vibe. She leaned over and ran the tip across Nora's lips causing her to open her eyes.

"Here honey, use it." Becky's voice was low and intensely sexy. Nora took the vibe, turned it on and looking straight up and into Joe's avid gaze licked the tip of it. His whole body trembled and his cock twitched, reminding his balls they had a job to do. Going for her zipper that had inched down to her belly button Nora unzipped it the last little bit it would go, Joe could see a glimpse of lacey red peeking out. The way Nora was laying the top half of her suit was lying under her and effectively trapping her, she couldn't get her suit down anymore without repositioning herself. His partner in this lusty game didn't seem inclined to do that as she slipped her humming toy down and almost out of sight under the scrape of red he was now fixated on. Shapely hips bucked up as the vibe made contact, catching him slightly by surprise.