Hello. I wasn’t sure what to title this or even to post it. So I waited a few days to recover and get my head clear about it all. Now I think its ok let it all out and let what happens, happen. I am ready to let it out there.
Christmas Day, my Owner made one of my lingering fantasies a reality. Maybe not a fantasy as much as it is something I talked about a few times since this whole covid/lockdown thing killed off our usual trips to the swing club. I was wanting to see if I could really do it and if I would enjoy it as much as I really did!. So, Yes, I was my Owner’s Christmas cock sucking slut and I loved it. It really was “THE Best Christmas Gift Ever”.
Let me give you a little background on the day. Our almost annual Orphan Christmas Dinner was a little different this year. Not as many people were invited and even fewer accepted. But it still was a great day from the moment I woke up until the time Master-Sir told me to go to sleep. Yes, I needed to be told to go to sleep!
Orphan Dinner?
This was a tradition that Master-Sir inherited when we first moved here to Las Vegas. We just gave it our own little kinky spin on it. Living in Las Vegas, especially with the people who work in the tourism industry that is like 99% of all the jobs here (actually it was down to about 80% in 2019). Many people have to work on the holidays. Christmas is the one holiday many people want to spend with their family. For some, here in Las Vegas, that isn’t possible. Some don’t have family here while others, for whatever reason, cant celebrate with their family on this holiday. We call “orphans”.
At the resorts we worked in, there were two couples that regularly offered to host the holiday dinner with others who were here and either could not do the usual holiday dinner (Christmas/Thanksgiving/etc). These were often people we worked within our daily jobs and were considered friends. We knew them or we knew of them. Over time, one of the couples moved away and we kind of took over their duties.
Being that we were also somewhat regulars at a swing club in town, several of the friends we had met there, asked if they could join us for the same reasons. So when we had our “Orphan Holiday Dinner”, the slaves were the ones in charge of the cooking, serving and cleaning. Since we were a mixed group of kink and non kink people, we needed to draw some boundaries.
In the morning, those who needed a little kink in their day, could arrive and visit or help with setup and be kinky before noon. Once noon hit, all kinkiness’ ended and the clothing went back on, even for the slaves. We all got dressed as the vanilla people and those we work with began to show up.
The Morning Begins It All
My day began a little different than usual. my Owner woke me up because He needed to use me for His morning urinal. After that, he ordered me to get His shower ready and told me that I would be joining Him. Something He rarely will allow so I took that as a good sign the day was going to be wonderful.
After making sure we were both clean and that I was properly shaved, He fingered my pussy under the rushing water. Making sure to probe deep within my sloppy folds. Making me moan louder by the second and wanting more. But He wasn’t going to let me have my way! Telling me we have guests to get ready for. Leaving me wet and wanting and on edge as I dried Him off than myself. He made sure to tell me I was not allowed to dry my pussy off. We headed downstairs together to start the day.
Christmas breakfast was a group event. Master Chase showed up. Master Jerry even made it to the breakfast. I haven’t seen Him in ages. Unfortunately, He is now without a slave. I was not wanting to get into that issue on Christmas morning. So three of my favorite Dom’s were here for me to cook and serve them breakfast.
Master Sir had convinced our friend The Mistress, to let her husband, slave-boi, come over early and help me get everything ready. The restriction was that He had to arrive dressed like the man that he is (she likes to dress him as a girlie girl). He still had His cock cage on and I still had the key to it. But Master-Sir told me not to use it “yet”.
To add to it all, Master-Sir had Him sit at the table with the other men while I knelt on the floor and ate from their hands. The three Doms enjoy having slave-boi dressed like the man and to include Him in on regular conversations. He is a very intelligent man and He loves, like them, to talk business whenever He is allowed to. Today He was allowed to!
switching Things Up.
After everyone was finished eating, i was told to clean things up and for Slave-Boi to go into the Livingroom and get naked on the floor. This surprised me. I wasn’t sure what it was about. The other men went into the office area to sit and talk. Master-Sir followed slave-Boi while ordering me to get the handcuffs and blindfolds. Two of each please! Adding more to my curiosity.
I returned to find Master-Sir sitting on the couch with Slave-Boi facing Him, naked and His hands behind His back. I was ordered to remove His cock cage and “fluff Him Up”. I liked that command!
Removing His cage, His cock started to come to life almost immediately. Stretching as I noticed He had already shaved all His pubic hair off this morning. Holding it in my hands, i could feel the soft skin and the hardness of its shaft. I smiled as I wanted to put in my mouth immediately, but I knew Master-Sir had other plans.
Slave-Boi was told to lay on the floor with His head by the front of the couch where my Owner was sitting. I was told to put a blindfold on Him. His magnificent cock seemed to get larger and harder as I did as I was told.
Master-Sir gave him the order not to touch me. to just lay there and enjoy the show that He could not see. I was then told to sit on His cock. Nothing more. To sit on it and stay seated. I was now getting excited at this game. I happily guided His cock into my wet hole and made sure to do it slowly to enjoy the feel of Him filling me up as He does.
Slave-Boi was now told that He could, if he desired, touch me from the waist down. Nowhere else. So He grabbed my hips. He was smiling like I have never seen Him smile before and his cock felt like to was getting larger as well!
Master-Sir handcuffed my hands behind my back. As he leaned over me, I could smell His sexiness and see that all this action between slave-boi and me had made Him hard!
Once I was firmly planted on my cock slave (smiles) with my hands cuffed behind my back, Master-Sir started to do a striptease for me. And He was in no hurry either. I smiled and was wanting to feel His cock in my mouth as much as I was enjoying the cock in my pussy!
Master-Sir was finally done with the tease. He was naked, very erect, and smiling at me. His cock was inches from my face. I was told to start to fuck Slave-Boi. But there was a catch. I was to ride His cock and not let it fall out. if it did, the game was over and we all would get back to getting the house ready for dinner.
I was helpless to do anything but watch my owner play with His cock as I raised myself up on the cock planted into my pussy. I could feel Slave-Boi’s hands guide me but knew He could not see what I was enjoying watching. it was a wave of pleasure and pain. Loving the feel of the cock in my wet hole and wanting the cock of my Owner so close to my face. if I reached for it, I would pull off the cock and it would all end.
After a few minutes of this teasing, Slave-Boi announced that he was about to come and wanted permission. Master-Sir laughed and said it was up to me to give Him permission. it was a welcomed sign because I was needing to come as well. As I gave Him permission, I slammed myself onto His cock one last long stroke and moaned, maybe even whimpered as I felt my waves of orgasmic delights spill over me as I started to shake as I felt the warmth of His reward filling my sloppy pussy.
As I moaned in pleasure, Master-Sir shoved His cock into my mouth, using His hands on the sides of my head, He started to fuck my mouth rough and hard. As I started to come off the high from Slave-Boi’s cum and my own orgasm subsiding, Master-Sir stopped and pulled out. I begged Him to please not do that.
I wanted to at least lick the precum I saw dripping off His cock. Instead, I was commanded to move off the now soft cock falling out of my pussy and onto the waiting mouth of my boy toy!
To say my emotions were being pulled in almost every direction would be an understatement! i was crying, smiling, shaking, moaning and wanting none of it to stop. But I needed to grab it all together and obey my Owner. Working myself off the wet, gooey mess between my legs and Slave-Boi’s cock, I managed to move myself up to his mouth and could feel His warm breath on my sloppy, dripping pussy. Then i felt his tongue begin to explore it and to clean His cum out from me.
As my mind was starting to adjust to the pleasures between my legs, Master-Sir slapped my mouth then shoved His cock in to finish His blowjob. I was wanting my hands to balance myself as I was still shaking either from the previous orgasm or from the one building up. Then He started to fill my mouth with His reward and was moaning nicely as He pumped it into my mouth not caring i i could breathe or not.
As I felt Him go soft, Master-Sir reached down for the blindfold and put it on me. Telling me to stay seated and to be a good girl. Like I was going to go anywhere?! I had my best slave cock deflated and His well-trained tongue deep into my pussy. I was sure I was drowning Him with my juices if not smothering Him with my fat thighs. But he was certainly not complaining. Not that I could hear Him from my loud moaning as I heard my Owner tell someone else to have fun
Someone else? Oh, yes. Master Chase? or maybe Master Jerry was next? All I heard was a simple “nope” and heard the zipper open and the pants drop. as I was pondering the “Nope” I felt the cock push past my lips. A new cock? I wasn’t sure. it was fat, not too long. As I hungrily swallowed the strange cock, i felt the pubic hairs. they were trimmed, but not too close. He wore a nice, sweet cologne as he started to fuck my mouth with a gentle motion, then stopped and let me work His cock.
As Slave-Boi continued to lick and push His tongue into my folds, i was trying to figure out the owner of this cock and could not. it wasn’t anything unusual. For me anyway. I was still going to give the owner of it a great blowjob, even with my hands cuffed behind my back.
Whoever it was, he didn’t last very long before I felt the arch of the body, the low moan from the groin and the pulse from His cockhead. As I felt the shooting of the cum hit my mouth, I was in heaven again!
No sooner did He finish filling me and then pulling out for me to hear Him zip His pants, not giving me the chance to suck and lick it clean, I heard another voice coming into the room. This one I knew was Master Chad. It helped that he told me it was Him and that he was certainly enjoying the scenery. He quickly made use of my big saggy boobs and rock hard nipples He was pulling on. I could feel my smile, I was that happy to have Him pulling and playing with my tits as He asked if I wanted some water? Before I could answer “no Sir” I heard Him open His pants and put His cock into my waiting mouth.
After sucking His cock and happily drinking His cum, I needed some help. I needed to use the bathroom to pee. But he refused. Telling me I had a place to pee and to not move. he would stay to make sure nobody else came in, but I was there for the duration. Not telling me how many cocks i had coming or who they all were.
Sitting up, I gave slave-boi some time to breathe as he smiled and told me He would have no problem if I used Him for my toilet. I was thinking I was dreaming. i was in a nightmare or one kinky dream or it was all three rolled up in one.
Sitting back down on His face, I slowly let myself do what needed to be done and let Slave-Boi drink or drown! Feeling His lips on my pussy and the tongue making me open up felt like such a release. I enjoyed the feeling of the release and the thought of how my Owner must feel each morning when He uses me for his toilet.
Master Chad came back into the room to clean up whatever was not right and to make sure I was still smiling and ready for the “rest of your Christmas gift?” – That question startled me, but now it was making sense and I had the time to process it all. This was my Christmas gift. That explains my Owner’s behavior this morning. I laughed, Thanked Master Chad, and let Him know I was good to go. He kissed me then left the room.
With him gone, I heard another voice walk into the room. A quick hello, some feeling of my tits as i heard the pants go away and felt the cock at my lips. Slave-Boi got busy again licking and massaging my pussy with His face. Another cock in my mouth without any way to know who it was. He came in, fed me His cock, I swallowed. he told me “thank you” and to say how glad He was to see that I was doing ok. That meant I knew them, but could not place them.
It continued. I would hear the man as He walked away, say something to another man who I could hear come in and unzip His pants. Then after another man had fucked my face, filled my mouth with their reward, then leave. Finally, I heard Master Jerry come in. I know His cologne and His mannerism. He stopped me before I could get ready to enjoy His cock, He told me that He was told to check on “the cock on the floor” to see if it needed to be serviced. And apparently, it did. Slave-boi was erect again and I was ordered to fuck Him “again”. So being the always friendly and helpful Master Jerry, he helped me get up then move back so I was now again on Slave-Boi’s cock.
We repeated the scene from earlier, except this time, I was not sucking a cock as I was allowed to ride the one in my pussy for all it was worth and all the rising glowing stars that started to appear in my head as I felt the pulsing and the warm feeling of Him unloading into my pussy. Followed by the command to move back over his mouth to lick me clean while Master Jerry finally gets the blowjob He had been waiting for.
After Master Jerry was finished with my mouth and was dressed, Slave-Boi asked for permission to get up. he was starting to cramp up badly and needed to walk it off. He was allowed to leave the room, I was told to stay kneeling. if I could.
As I heard Him leave, another body came in and put His hands on my head to tell me where He was and where His cock was. Another unknown cock. An unknown voice who was talking about how He enjoyed pulling on my big tits and was looking forward to experiencing one of my blowjobs. He knew of me, but I never sucked His cock?
It was a nice cock. Stubby, fat and He was well-manicured and smelled very manly. That’s a nice thing! But He came all too soon for me to really enjoy having Him in my mouth. Then he left as all the other men did. This happened for the final men as well. They cam into the room, unzipped, fucked my mouth for a few strokes, and just as I started to really enjoy them there, they came. Too fast. too soon. Leaving me wanting more.
When I was finally allowed to remove my blindfold, there were only three men in the house. The same three I started the morning with. But I had counted at least 9 cocks that I sucked! There were signs of the other men being there. Glasses on the counters, dirty dishes, etc… But who were they and where did they go?
Master-Sir was all smiles and asked if I liked my gift? I could not kneel and kiss His feet fast enough or thank Him with enough words! Oh I really Enjoyed it. All of it!!
The best part was that I lost count of the number of orgasms I had from all the sexual uses as well as from Slave-Boi licking my pussy and sucking on my clit! Me, the fluffy slave, having too many orgasms to remember!
It wasn’t the most cocks I ever had in one night. But to have that many cocks that I don’t know in a steady precession while I was having cum licked out of my flabby pussy by a male slave was just an entirely new experience for me and one that I will cherish the rest of my life. And to know it was set up by my Owner especially as a gift to me. Just makes me love Him even more. If that is at all possible!
And as people started to show up for the dinner, I wanted to know if any of the men, were they here earlier? But how do you ask someone like that in such a vanilla setting? I couldn’t, but I wanted to and I know my Owner knew that. He could see my face and read what i was thinking. I can live not knowing. But at the same time, it would be nice to know if anyone of them there, even the ones that I work with, were they a cock I had sucked?
It was a wonderful way to spend the day.
I had a wonderful Christmas Holiday and it’s my hope that you did as well.
Thank you for being here and for being a friend. Leave me any of your thoughts or comments…
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