An XXX-mas Surprise!

Kyle never knew what to buy at the Christmas season. Considering he had to not only buy a good gift for each member of his family, he also needed to find a birthday gift for his older brother who's birthday was on Santa's big day. He had spent the last hour just wandering from store to store, looking at the various window displays, just hoping that SOMETHING might inspire him. Kyle had wandered, quite by accident, into the local Victoria's Secret. A gorgeous, tall brunette walked up to him, a big smile across her face, "Happy Holidays! Can I help you find a nice gift for your girlfriend?" 

Kyle was honestly speechless, he could feel his cheeks turning a dark crimson red, stammering out a "No Ma'am", his eyes downcast. 

Suddenly a hand took him by the arm, a soft voice in Kyle's ear, "Just play along..." Kyle finally had a chance to turn around to see the person attached to the voice, a tall, tanned brunette who looked like she could have walked on the Victoria's Secret fashion show. "This IS my boyfriend, just like I told you, he is here helping me find lingerie so I DON'T need your help..." The woman was nearly growling at a rather muscle-bound neanderthal, who looked like he might have a hard time solving "2 + 2".

The muscle-bound moron shot a hateful glare at both Kyle and the woman, turned, and muttered while walking away. Kyle wasn't really sure what to say as the woman finally turned to him, a big bright smile on her face, "Thanks so much for the help shoo'ing him away. Whenever I come in here, i seem to get harassed by some idiot." 

Kyle had no idea how to respond, this was one of the first times a woman as beautiful as this brunette had ever even looked his way, much less talked to him. Wearing a pair of 4 inch heels the woman almost towered over Kyle's 5 ft 10 inches, Kyle tried his best, but could only stammer a "No problem".

"Oh gosh, how rude of me, my name is Olivia. What's yours?" As they talked the woman Olivia looked through the lingerie and dresses, passing beautiful and sexy items for Kyle to hold.

Kyle once again felt so shy that all he could do was stammer out his name. Though he would never admit it to anyone, the feeling of shyness and humiliation was turning him on, he actually felt relieved to be carrying all of the clothes cause it would cover up the raging hard-on in his jeans. 

After about a half-hour of shopping Olivia used Kyle's belt like it was a dog's leash and lead him over to the changing rooms, "Well I... um..... I should go, so you can try on Your goodies..." Kyle stammered, but tried his best to sound like this was something that happened every day, "It was really nice meeting You Mis..... er... i mean, Olivia." Inside of Kyle's head he was imagining Olivia in the various clothes she had picked out, his hard-on raging harder, so his immediete plans where to rush off to a bathroom close by and masturbate. 

"Tsk tsk," Olivia flicked her tongue against her teeth, "If you leave you'll miss my 'thank you' gift. I wanted to give you a private fashion-show to show my appreciation for stepping in." Kyle was struck speechless for a second time as Olivia gave him the 100-watt smile and tugged on the leash, leading Kyle into the plush changing room. 

Olivia took her time changing into each of the items, turning to show off the backs, even arching her back slightly to show off her bust and bottom when it suited the fashions. Kyle watched nearly silent, feeling like he was living inside of a wet dream at that very second. He could feel his cock throbbing inside of his pants, straining against his zipper as he watched.

Olivia turned to Kyle, "Well, You have barely said a word since I started my little fashion show. Are you not a fan of my choices?" Olivia's voice teasing as she pressed her heel-clad foot between Kyle's legs, "I'm only asking, cause it seems like Your cock likes it a whole lot." Olivia's smile had a teasing wickedness to it as she reached out and stroked Kyle's blushing cheek.

Kyle had no clue what to say, usually when a girl noticed his hard-on they either giggled, or screamed for him to get out of the room. Olivia's reaction was completely unexpected. Kyle stammered out an apology, his eyes downcast. Olivia smiled, a fingertip lifting Kyle's chin so that he was looking up at her, "Oh, no need to be sorry, it's just nice knowing that you don't dislike the fashions. I bet You would prefer to be kneeling at my feet, stroking Your little hard cock, or maybe bent over the chair getting a spanking from me?" Olivia's voice had a teasing purrrr as she talked. 

Kyle nodded silently, wondering how this woman could read his thoughts so easily.  "Well then, I want you to strip, so that I can see what I've been teasing..." Olivia took a seat on the plush chair, her legs crossed, and an amused smile on Her face. Kyle stripped out of his clothes as quick as he could, finally standing in front of Olivia, his rock hard 5 inches standing out and his hands clasped behind his back. Olivia reached out, tracing a single fingertip around the swollen tip, "My my my, you've been thinking some very dirty thoughts while watching me change clothes, cause that's the only way your cute little cock would ever get this hard and swollen." Her single finger started to move down kyle's shaft, slowly tracing over the veins. Once her slender finger reached the base of Kyle's cock all 4 fingers and her thumb wrapped around the base of Kyle's shaft. Using a slow motion Olivia started to slowly stroke kyle's little cock, squeezing his cock each time the motion took Her hand back to the base. Olivia's smile shined with wickedness as She leaned forward, blowing a slow stream of air across the tip as she kept stroking very slowly. Kyle was feeling so aroused, wanting to cum so badly that he started to thrust with his hips, "Oh no no no, the only way you are going to be allowed to cum is if i say so. Now slow down fucking my hand and be a good boy." 

Kyle couldn't help but moan softly, trying to beg Olivia permission to cum, but Olivia just giggled, "Ooohhhh you can beg better then that kyle. And if you really want to cum, You will show me some respect by calling me Miss O." Miss O's fingers kept stroking just fast and firm enough to keep kyle's cock twitching, the tip glistening with excited pre-cum. 

Kyle bit his lower lip as the excitment grew, his hips and inner-thighs trembled, his voice soft as he mewed out a pleading begging to cum. Miss O giggled softly, "Oh how sweet, but, just remember, after You cum I will expect You to clean up your mess." 

Kyle whimpered softly, nodding his head, knowing that at this point he would agree to almost anything to have a chance to cum. Miss O finally purred, giving kyle permission to cum. Kyle opened up his mouth to let out a girlish sounding moan as Miss O pushed in the panties she was just wearing into his mouth. Kyle's moans were muffled as he tasted Miss O's juices on the panties. His entire body quivered and trembled as he cummed, squirting the thick creamy milkiness all over Miss O's hand. 

Kyle collapsed on his knees, panting softly after the intense orgasm. Miss O's hand stretched out, "Open up My lil' pet, there is something You need to clean." Kyle didn't even raise his eyes, knowing what Miss O wanted, and knowing that deep down inside of him, he didn't want to ever say 'no' to this beautiful controlling woman. Kyle opened his mouth, Miss O fishing out the panties and replacing it with her cum-soaked fingers. Kyle's eyes opening, looking up at Miss O as he was forced to deep-throat the cummy fingers. His tongue danced all over the slender fingers, sliding between each digit, caressing up and down each digit, slurping up the cum. 

"Oh you are doing such a good job sucking my fingers clean." Miss O giggled softly, "I have an idea of something you might be very good at sucking." Miss O slide her fingers from kyle's mouth, spreading her long legs and exposing a beautiful flaccid she-cock! "Now be a good boy and show Me how much you want to make Me happy." Miss O's purr made kyle want to please Her even more. He murmured softly as Miss O's fingers stroked his hair and guided his mouth to her girl-cock. Kyle trembled slightly as he reached up, stroking the twitching she-cock, his tongue twirling over the tip, tasting it, feeling the shaft swell in his fingers. Miss O let out soft moan, telling kyle that he was a good boy, making kyle want to please Her even more. He finally took the shaft into his mouth, his blue eyes cast upward, looking up at Miss O. Miss O in return looked down with a very pleased expression, stroking kyle's hair as he started to suck. His tongue caressing up and down the warm shaft, feeling it swell more and more, with each eager suck. Miss O's moans grew louder, Her words making him want to please Her more. Kyle's own moans grew louder as he sucked, feeling Miss O's fingers tangled in his hair, pushing his mouth down so that he had to deepthroat the shaft, forcing kyle to gag a little as the tip of Miss O's she-cock touched the back of his throat. 

Kyle let out a happy whimper as Miss O's hips moved, fucking kyle's mouth like it was a sex-toy made for Her pleasures. Kyle trembled with excitment, his throat tightening and relaxing around the shaft, sucking eagerly, wanting so badly to swallow Miss O's cum, wanting the pleasure of making Her happy. Miss O's breathing grew faster as She grew closer to orgasm, with one final thrust Miss O started to cum, thick streams to cum filling kyle's mouth. Kyle did his best to swallow the deluge of cum, feeling it warm his tummy. Miss O finally pulled kyle up after he sucked down all of the warm cum, kissing him , both of them enjoying the taste of Her cum. 

All kyle could do was lay down on the floor, panting and trying to catch his breath as Miss O dressed. As She walked out of the changing room Miss O blew a kiss, "Merry Christmas My lil' pet... see you in the New Year."