Kinky Girls Do ~ Bundle Two (3 page)

"Sylvia? Honey, where are you?" Devin called
out. Sylvia could hear him flicking the light switch, but since she
had removed the bulbs earlier, she knew it wasn't going to do him
much good.

"In the bedroom, dear," she called back,
giving a little shimmy to settle her nightgown and robe. The
tinkling of bells accompanied her movements.

"What happened to the lights?" She could
hear her husband moving down the hall, the soles of his shoes loud
on the hardwood floor. Luckily, the Christmas tree in the living
room, with its twinkling lights, would provide enough illumination
for him to make his way safely down the hall.

Casting one last glance about the room, from
the soft sheets to the flicker of candlelight against the walls,
she made sure everything was perfect. "I unscrewed them."

As his steps brought him closer, she reached
down and picked up the velvet robe she'd bought him for Valentine's
Day, which he hadn't worn since.

"Now, why on earth did you…" his voice
trailed off as he entered the room and saw her standing there.

Walking slowly across the room, she swayed
her hips slightly, with just enough jiggle to get her breasts
bouncing and her bells jingling. "Welcome home baby. Merry
Christmas."

After setting his robe at her feet, she gave
him a quick kiss and began removing his scrubs. The shirt tried to
cling to his skin, moist with sweat, but she gave it a not so
gentle tug and succeeded in pulling it over his head. She had just
started to undo the tie at his waist when he shook himself out of
his stupor. "Sylvia, baby, let me do that. I'm all sweaty and I
know I must smell awful."

Despite his hands covering hers, she
continued fidgeting with his drawstring until it came undone. She
pushed his pants and boxers down his hips and sank to her knees in
front of him, the fake fur trim of her nightie brushing her upper
thighs.

Devin dutifully stepped out of his pants as
she tugged first one leg then the other. She tossed the last of his
clothing aside, leaned forward and nuzzled against his stomach,
rubbing her face against the faint pleasure trail of blonde hair
leading down to his groin. She looked up and met his blue-eyed
gaze. "I missed you baby," she said, placing tiny kisses along his
abs. "Next year, tell them you're not working Christmas Eve."

"Ah honey, you know I would've loved to have
been here."

"I know." Nipping at his stomach, she
stifled a grin at his surprised yelp. "But I'm glad you're here
now."

Without any warning, she shifted down,
taking his cock-head into her mouth. Sucking at his soft flesh, she
slowly worked up and down his length while his hands fisted in her
still damp hair. Just as he grew hard in her mouth, she pulled back
and sat on her heels. "Go take a quick shower. I'll be
waiting."

"Tease."

"No baby, not a tease, just a taste of
what's to come." Picking up the robe where it lay beside her, she
handed it to him and held out her hand. After he had pulled her to
her feet, she turned and crossed to the bed, the bells on her
outfit jingling with each step. "Now hurry up."

She reclined on the bed, her breasts thrust
out, straining against the tight faux velvet of her outfit. Devin
took a step toward her. With a soft chuckle, Sylvia shooed him
away. "Go get your shower."

As soon as the bathroom door closed, she
climbed off the bed and hurried to the dresser. Changing the CD to
slow Christmas jazz, she turned the volume down low. She was
pulling the top sheet down to the foot of the bed when she heard
the shower turn on. Humming beneath her breath, she quickly tied
pre-cut strips of red ribbon to each of the four bedposts. The last
one done, she climbed back on to the bed, just as the shower shut
off.

Moments later, Devin returned, his robe on
and belted, toweling his hair dry.

"Baby, you look so damn sexy." The husky
tone to Devin's voice made her heart race. She knew he would have
found her attractive dressed in a potato sack, but it was nice to
see the heat flare in his blue eyes as his gaze trailed over her,
darkening them to a navy. Slowly she opened her fur-trimmed robe
and shrugged it from her shoulders. As it slid down her back, she
took a deep breath which thrust her breasts against her
nightgown.

With the robe pooled around her hips, she
reclined against the pillows and patted the bed next to her. She
almost couldn't breathe, she was so excited about her plans.

Devin climbed on the bed and settled beside
her, leaning down to engage her in a kiss. Tongues dueling, she
gently guided him onto his back and leaned over him.

Clasping one of his hands in hers, she
pulled his arm over his head, his wrist pressed against the
bedpost. Quickly, she tied a loose knot on the ribbon, binding him.
After sweeping her robe from the bed, she repeated the process on
his other wrist before turning around, and tying one of his feet.
Her butt, bare except for the thong between her cheeks, wiggled as
she worked, earning her a groan from her husband.

"Why don't you scoot that luscious ass of
yours back about a foot?"

Sylvia leaned to the side and tipped her
head, so that Devin could see her face. Pursing her lips, she blew
him a kiss then returned to the task of tying his other ankle to
the bed's remaining post.

Job done, she slid off the bed and stood
beside him, admiring her husband, tied spread eagle on the bed.
"Comfortable?" she asked.

"Mmm, except for the fact that right before
my shower, some little vixen sucked my cock hard, then stopped."
Sylvia trailed her gaze down her husband's velvet clad body, to the
tent his cock made.

"We'll have to make sure she's spanked later
then, but for now, she wants to play." Sylvia reached out and
untied the robe's belt, then slipped the flaps to the side, freeing
his cock from the weight of the velvet. Teasing him, she ran her
fingertips lightly up and down the length, circling around the
head, then back down to his balls. Cupping them in her palm, she
rolled them gently in her hand, as Devin arched his hips. Gently,
she stroked a fingertip against his anus as she massaged his
balls.

"Have you been a good boy this year?"

Devin rolled his eyes at her, then answered,
"Yes ma'am. But my wife hasn't. She's a little
tease
!" He
raised his voice slightly on the last word. Sylvia wasn't sure if
it was on purpose or because she had slipped her fingertip into his
ass, but if she had to guess, she'd say it was because of her.

"Poor little boy. Your wife sounds like such
a naughty girl." As she spoke, Sylvia climbed onto the bed and
straddled Devin's chest, the fur trim of her nightgown brushing
against his chin.

"Oh ma'am, she is. She's
such
a
naughty girl, but I love her."

"Mmm, that's good. Would you like to open
one of your presents now, since you're being such a good boy?"

Devin's eyes twinkled. "Oh definitely."

Sylvia lifted the edge of her nightgown,
showing off her red and white lace thong. Shifting forward, she
raised up on her knees and dangled one of the two ties that held it
closed against his lips. Devin caught on quick. Tipping his head to
the side, he caught the tie in his teeth and pulled.

As soon as he let go, Sylvia shifted and
they repeated the process. The moment Devin let the other tie go,
the thong parted and fell, pooling on his chest. His eyes widened
as his gaze locked on her pussy.

She knew he was staring at the tiny red
ribbon she had tied around the clip attached to her clit, and the
matching ones that dangled from her pussy lips and ass-bud.''

"Guess where I hid the jingle bells?" His
eyes widened further than she dreamed possible as a truly wicked
grin lit up his face.

"Inside one of my presents?"

"Uh-huh. But first, you have another one to
unwrap."

Careful not to press too hard on his
shoulders, she slid forward, positioning her pussy a breath away
from his lips. As his tongue moistened his lips, he inadvertently
teased her already throbbing clit.

Moaning softly, she ground down on his
mouth, pressing his warm, wet tongue against her needy flesh.
Almost ravenously, he dived in, swirling his tongue around her
pulsing clit, sucking the tiny bud into his mouth, his teeth
clinking against the metal of her clitoris clamp.

"Quit teasing," she panted, "and open your
present."

Luckily for her sanity, he did, catching one
end of the bow in his teeth. Sylvia lifted slightly, whimpering at
the pleasure-pain as the ribbon pulled on the metal loop around her
clit, before slipping it free of her flesh.

Reaching down, she stroked her fingers
around her clit, playing with the throbbing pearl. Devin's gaze
followed her every movement, as right before his eyes, juices
dripped from her quivering core.

Thighs quivering, she leaned forward,
brushing the ribbon that dangled from her pussy against his lips.
Nipping the ribbon, he caught hold, and Sylvia pulled back slowly.
The first bell slipped past her lips with a muted pop, the ribbon
soaked with her essence. Trembling slightly, she shifted back, as
another bell, and another slipped free. She had gotten the idea
from the anal beads she and Devin played with all the time, and it
had taken almost a week of trial and error to find jingle bells
just the right size. Another couple of days were devoted to finding
a way to coat them so their rough edges wouldn’t tear her skin as
they were pulled free.

As the eleventh bell slipped free, she
pinched her clit and kept moving back, her inner muscles clenching
tight. Sylvia knew the last one would send her over the edge.
Breath held, she leaned back as the last bell, by far the largest,
pulling against the inside of her lips, rubbing against enflamed
flesh. Whimpering, she dropped backwards, her knees bent, and the
last bell slipped free, sending her orgasm crashing down on her.
Manipulating her clit, she rode the waves, prolonging her
enjoyment, while Devin whispered nonsense words to her. He might
have been saying something important, but she couldn't tell--a dull
roar filled her ears

Once reason returned, she sat up. Devin met
her gaze, a grin on his face. "Feeling better, babe?"

"Mmmm, yeah," she knew she sounded dopey,
but she felt so good. With his hectic schedule, she and Devin
hadn't enjoyed more than the most fleeting of intimate moments in
about six months. She also hadn't masturbated in the last three
weeks, in anticipating of Christmas. She wasn't certain how she was
going to survive the rest of his residency, but wasn't going to
dwell on it now.

Wiggling slightly, she set the bells on her
outfit to jingling again as she shifted around, until her pussy
pressed against his cock.

"I do have to admit, that was erotic as
hell," he said, his voice strained as she reached between them and
slipped his cock-head past her pussy lips. Lifting up, she
positioned him solidly; she slid back down, as he raised his hips,
thrusting his cock up and into her core.

"Mmm hhhm," she murmured, his cock pressing
against the sensitive inner walls of her pussy.

Rocking back and forth as he thrust up
against her, they settled into a slow and steady rhythm. "I
definitely enjoyed it."

Her smile wicked, Sylvia reached up and
untied the top of her nightgown, letting the halter strap slip
down, baring her breasts. She had also tied tiny red ribbons
through her nipple rings. One ribbon attached to both rings, with
another joined with it at its middle, it formed a festive Y, with
another bell at the end.

She pushed the nightgown down further so
that it bunched at her waist, even while she continued to grind
against her husband, his curly black pubic hairs tickling her
clit.

"Want to play with your last present?"

Devin nodded.

Careful not to pull too tight, Sylvia caught
the ribbon as it dangled between then, and pressed the bell on the
end against Devin's lips. He pursed them, holding the bell between
them, but not trapping it.

Sylvia leaned back slightly, her breasts
jiggling as she rocked harder against him. The ribbon stretched
taut, pulling on her nipple rings.

Whimpering as the pain sent sparks of
pleasure throughout her body, Sylvia clenched her pussy tight,
milking Devin's cock as she worked up and down, pushing them both
closer to a shared orgasm.

With each thrust, Devin tipped his head
back, giving a tiny pull to the ribbon. Sylvia couldn't have
planned it better. Her nipples stretched and tingled with each tiny
tug.

She could feel the familiar twitching of her
core, heralding what was to come. Reaching a hand behind her, she
gripped the last remaining ribbon, and gently pulled. The first
bell slipped from her ass with a well-lubricated pop.

"Oh," she gasped. Leaning a bit forward, she
tugged again, and a second bell slipped free. "More. Devin,
more."

The bed creaked as he picked up his pace,
thrusting as hard upward as his bonds would allow him. His breath
matched hers, fast and hard, almost gasping as they both raced to
the finish line.

Another tug and a third bell slipped free.
Sylvia fought the urge to bite her lip at the familiar sting. Her
asshole was on fire.

She clenched her pussy muscles tight, as she
gave a not so gentle tug and the last bell strained free. Tipping
back, even as the bell dropped to the bed, she tightened the slack
on the ribbon attached to her nipples. Screaming at the triple
pleasure, she trembled in euphoria as she climaxed. Beneath her,
Devin grunted, his motions tiny jerks, as he joined her.

Collapsing against his chest, Sylvia moaned
softly as hot jets of his cream flooded her core. Both struggled to
catch their breath while at the same time prolonging their
pleasure. Sylvia wiggled slightly, grinding Devin's pubic hair
against her clit, sending lingering tingles throughout her
pussy.