Tuesday, December 26, 2017

Story: Frosty Morning


        
Frosty Morning

(a sequel of sorts to 'Frosty and the Reindeer Game')

T.S. FESSELN

Disclaimer: This is a work of amatory fantasy. Any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading here. If you are a bit squeamish about graphic depictions of sex and bondage, please stop reading here. The author takes no responsibility for those who wish to reenact anything written below.

Permission is granted for private use. The author requests any agencies wishing to publish this work, to contact him at FESSELN1@aol.com. Or visit his weblog at http://fesselnsfiction.blogspot.com/ . Comments are gladly accepted and encouraged.

       Brandy woke to the faint smells of fresh coffee and warm cinnamon rolls and the feel of Grant’s rock hard cock against her thigh.  All three were welcomed as she stretched within the confines of her bonds to greet a wonderful Christmas morning.  Her husband and Master, Grant, was still in a deep slumber save for his erect member.  Brandy has gotten used to his morning chubbys during their years together.  They were sort of like waking up to a frisky puppy needing some sunrise love and attention.  This morning she decided to give it some.
     “Master,” Brandy whispered smiling.
     Grant continued to snooze.
     “Master, it is Christmas morning.  It is time the rest of you to rise and shine,” she said softly.
      Still there was no reaction from her sleeping husband.
      “Fine, I will do it my way,” she said to herself; which was going to be a little more difficult with the way she was bound.
      It had become a bedtime ritual that Grant would bind his tall blonde wife and tuck her in before going to bed himself.  The bondage was simple: a locked belt around her waist with a wrist cuff on either side and a pair of ankle cuffs.  Occasionally he would fasten a leather collar around her throat but that was about it.  Grant would always undress her completely and always ask her first before he did.  For the most part, she would let him constrain her except for when she felt ill for various reasons.  The leather and locks always made Brandy feel special so she very rarely said no.
    Her present last night was back on its charge stand.  The wireless Wi-Vibe had seen a lot of use last night and Brandy could see the potential of the vibe being used much more often in very creative ways.  The old remote-controlled egg would be retired.

     Slowly she wriggled her way down underneath the covers, curling up until her lips could kiss the base of his erection.  Slowly, she licked up his member, tasting his saltiness until she got to his head.  He moaned slightly as Brandy lapped around his head and took it into her mouth.
     She slowly suckled his cock, feeling Grants hips moving slightly to her rhythm.  His hand cupped her head, running through her blonde hair as he helped guide her.
     Brandy quickened her pace as Grant adjusted himself to her.  She felt him get harder as she began to take him deeper into her throat.  Ever y few strokes she would pull out just a bit to catch her breath until his whole body tensed.  She sealed her lips around his member as he spurted.  She continued until he was done and licked him clean.
     Grant pulled the blanket off of her.
     “Merry Christmas,” he smiled.
     “Same to you, Master.”
     “Is your sister-in-law making monkey-bread again?” He asked.
     “Uh-huh,” she grinned.
     “Well let’s get you a little more presentable shall we?”
     Brandy pouted and stretched herself out seductively, “You don’t like?”
     “I do but I am sure your brother might think otherwise.”
     Grant unlocked and unbuckled her and let her use the bathroom before claiming the room for his shower.  Brandy slipped on one of her oversized sleepshirts and wrapped a robe around herself before heading downstairs.
     Lacey was sitting at the kitchen table cradling a mug of coffee in her hands.  She was a petite woman with Irish-red hair and pale complexion to match.
     “No Brett?” Brandy asked grabbing a mug and filling it from the coffee maker.
     “Still snoring away.  And your man?”
     Brandy grinned, “He’s up and now is taking a shower. He’ll be awhile.”
     Brandy pulled a chair up across from Lacey and took a tentative sip of her coffee to see how hot it was.
     Lacey looked Brandy and smiled, “I didn’t know you guys had reindeer hanging around here…”
     Brandy froze.
    “Yeah.  There was one out by our snowman last night.  The outdoor light woke me up and there it was, buck naked and all.”
     All Brandy could do was sit there in silence like a deer caught in the headlights.
     Lacey then leaned over to her sister-in-law, “maybe you can show me the ropes sometime. I would like to surprise Brett; give him a gift he wasn’t expecting, if you know what I mean…
       -o0o-

       Post note: I have had several people ask me about what was in the box.  Well, here is your answer.

T.S.
    
 

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