Page 15 of A Beastly Christmas Cheerful
She seems comfortable in this position with her head still resting on my thigh, so I let her hold on to my hand. What I don’t expect is for the shirt she has on to ride up so high. It’s mine, so it’s really big on her, but I guess it’s ridden up from her movements on the couch.
Looking down at her, she’s on her back with my shirt bunched around her waist, and I can see her white cotton panties. It does nothing to slow down the aching throb in my cock. Worse, she pulls my hand lower, in the direction of her panties.
“Belle,” I say softly, and she hums in pleasure.
“Need you,” she says before putting my hand on top of her panties and then placing her hand on top of mine. “Need you, Marley.”
I can feel the heat of her cunt against my fingers through the thin cotton, and my breath catches in my throat. She’s wet. Oh fuck, her pussy is wet.
Closing my eyes, I try to do the right thing and pull my hand away, but even asleep, she’s holding me tight.
“You need me?” I find myself saying, knowing damn well I should put a stop to this.
“Yes,” she whimpers as she rocks her hips up, rubbing the wet spot against my fingers.
I can feel her pussy lips against the damp fabric, and when I rub between them, her clit pokes out. It’s hard as I stroke the pad of my finger back and forth over the little button.
“Right here?” My voice is husky, and my cock is so hard it’s almost bent in half in my pants.
“Marley,” she says as her knees fall open.
I’m too far gone to stop now, so I push down the front of my pants with my free hand to relieve some of this pressure. Belle keeps sleeping as I rub over the wet spot, but I can see that she’s getting restless. Not wanting her to wake up, I trail my fingers to the waistband of her panties and secretly slip them inside. This is what she needs, so I have to give it to her.
As soon as my fingers come in contact with her wet pussy, my cock pulses in my other hand. She’s so fucking warm and soft as I spread her pussy lips, and she makes the sweetest whimper.
Her cunt is slippery as I rub over her clit and then dip a finger inside her sweet little hole.
“Yes,” she whimpers again, raising her hips, and my cock leaks with her praise.
“Fuck,” I whisper as her pussy tries to suck my finger in, and I imagine it’s my cock.
Her hips rock up, greedy for me to keep rubbing her, and I work my cock faster. The cum that’s leaked out lubes my hand, and I jerk myself off while I touch her cunt. Her little clit is so needy that I can feel how close she is.
“Good girl, Belle,” I say as I rub circles around it. “Such a good girl.”
She lets out a little whine, and then I can feel her cumming. Her pussy clenches hard before a rush of hot desire soaks her panties. It’s so fucking hot watching her get off that I cum with her. A burst of semen runs down my fist as I squeeze my cock. It’s enough to take the edge off but not enough to make it go down. I’m not sure anything but nutting inside of her could do that.
I keep my fingers in her panties as she comes down from the high. Meanwhile I clean myself with the bottom of my shirt as best as I can before I shove my cock back in my pajama pants.
“Marley?” Belle says quietly, and I look down to see her eyes are open.
“You were dreaming,” I say as I gently slip my hand out of her panties. She still has a death grip on my wrist, so she must know that she was the one that put my hand there.
“Oh.” Her face goes bright red, but I don’t want her to apologize or feel bad.
“It’s all right,” I say softly as I pat the cotton covering her pussy. “I took care of you.”
“You did?” She blinks up at me innocently.
“I did, beauty,” I tell her and rub my hand over her panties. They’re soaking wet now, but she’s had a good release. “It’s okay, you can go back to sleep.”
Her eyes are heavy as she closes them and nods. “Okay, night, Marley.”
“Goodnight, beauty,” I tell her, wishing I could kiss her.
She lies there for a moment, and then she surprises me by lifting the front of her panties so I can slip my fingers back inside. When I do, I spread her pouty lips and slide my fingers into her pussy. She settles down once I’m inside her, and then I hear the sounds of her even breathing.
Keeping my fingers there, I pick up my Kindle and go back to reading. Every now and then I thrust them in a little, just to remind her I’m inside her pussy and I’ve got her. Meanwhile, the alien is breeding the heroine, and all I can think about is doing the same to Belle.
