Mistletoe’s Kiss

21.

Dear Maddy, I’ve been struggling to sleep. At night the fucking awful things I’ve seen, horrors that I try to keep buried manage to crawl their way out of my subconscious to torment me. I think I spent too long overseas, watching my friends die to ever really sleep peacefully again…Thank fuck for puppy snuggles, sometimes Milton jumping onto my bed to wake me is the only way I can pull myself from the nightmares. He’s like my therapy dog or something.

When I’m lying in a cold sweat and I can’t get back to sleep I like to think of you in your bed. It calms me down to imagine that I’m in your room, hidden in the soft darkness, listening to the breaths you take, even and quiet. You look so sweet and innocent as you sleep, cheeks rosy and lips parted, wearing a tiny pair of satin shorts that ride up revealing the swell of your ass and a little matching camisole. You’re not wearing anything under the top and I’m aching to reach out and use my teeth to pinch one of those hard nipples stretching the shiny fabric.

Walking towards the bed, I take soft steps and open the drawers of the bedside cabinet to investigate. Well…look what we have here! My baby doll likes her self-care. There’s a very large vibrator sitting in the top drawer. I never took you for a pink kind of girl but there it is in all its glory, long and thick with ears to massage your clit and covered in sparkles. Shit! It’s like something from a porno version of ‘My Little Pony’ and it most definitely gives a whole new meaning to hung like a horse!

I grab the toy and a bottle of lube that smells of strawberries. Let’s see how deeply you’re sleeping, Maddy. Easing myself down onto the bed by your legs I leisurely trail a finger along your thigh, nothing, you don’t stir, at all. I try again, this time with a little more pressure, nope, you, my sweet girl seem to have gone into a state of hibernation.

Uncapping the bottle I pour a generous amount onto my fingers. I’m so glad you wore such a small pair of shorts for me, it’s almost as if you wanted me to visit and wrapped yourself up for me, like a present. Oh so carefully I shift the shorts to the side and slide my fingers along your warm pussy, other than a sigh and the slight widening of your thighs there’s no other reaction. Growing bolder I sink one of my thick fingers into your core, coating your insides with sticky strawberry. Fuck me, that’s nice…I wonder just how far I can go. I’m so full to the brim with fear and excitement at the thought of you waking that my cock grows rock hard.

I get to my knees on the bed and straddle your lower body, taking my cock out and stroking myself a couple of times, before leaning over, gently nudging your legs further apart with my own. Turning on the pink monstrosity to the lowest setting I position the tip at the entrance to your pussy. My head lowers to your chest and I can’t help but close my mouth around a nipple, sucking at the fabric-covered peak. You let out a little sleepy moan and I fight the urge to bite down. When you settle I start to slowly push the vibrator inside you, moving back and forth, little by little until it’s fully seated and the ears are against your clit. The fucking noises you make should be illegal and I have to rub my cock against those silky pjs to create some friction.

Sitting back slightly I decide to take a risk, slipping the camisole straps off your shoulders until your tits pop free. I pause but still no sign of Sleeping Beauty opening those pretty eyes. I lick and suck at your nipples, satisfied now that the fabric is out of my way. Baby, you’re squirming in your sleep, gripping your comforter and pushing your pussy onto the vibrator, forcing your chest into my face… I rub my cock into your soft shorts, filling my mouth with one of your ripe tits to stifle my moans.

You throw your head back, pale pink hair spread against your pillow and clamp down around the vibrator as you come. Waiting a moment I gently remove it, watching you relax and sink back into your sheets. I’m so close sweetheart but I just have this overwhelming compulsion, this need.

I don’t meet any resistance as I push just the tip of my cock into your wet pussy, running a hand up and down my shaft, over and over again until I come. I’ve made a mess but that’s exactly what I wanted to do, mark your pussy so you’ll wake up tomorrow with my cum dripping from you, smeared across those little shorts. Just for good measure I get some onto my fingers and let it fall onto your tits before I fix your delicate little top, pulling the straps back onto your shoulders.

“Such a good fucking girl…”