Fireside secrets

Too many shots on Christmas.

We all ran back inside and removed our wet coats.

Thomas began to strip January's clothing off as he rubbed her arms and legs to warm her up.

I watched them covertly as I sipped my whiskey.

He removed her bra and stood in front of her, kissing her shoulders, then dipping down to each erect n****e.

Her eyes met mine.

I couldn't look away if you paid me to.

Just sipping and watching.

She licked her lips ever so slowly as Thomas kissed her.

He knelt down, removing her panties and then threw her over his shoulder as he slapped her butt hard.

Smack!

He carried her into the blanket fort and proceeded to make love to her.

Their moans of pleasure floated into the air, mixing with the sounds of the fire crackling.

I deeply regreted my words of rejection to her last night.

My own erection was straining for release.

Thomas gave her instructions as I heard sucking sounds mixed with her gagging now.

Oh f**k!

My mind was full of images of her lips on my own c**k.

I slid my zipper open and drunkenly held myself. Stroking and pulling until my breathing and fervor seemed to match theirs.

" Please Tommy. Let me...just a little more. Please..." she begged him.

He must have rolled her over because he was smacking her butt again. No...wait. He was giving it to her very hard, flesh hitting flesh. It sounded like a spanking.

I spilled over then as she must have too. She cried out.

" Uh, hah, hah, uh, uh ohhhh."

He took his time, building her back up for another round.

I myself was done for.

My head lulled forward onto the table and right into a plate of food. I was out cold.

The next thing I knew, Thomas had me propped up on one side as January had me on the other.

They walked me into bed and made quick work of undressing me.

My pants had been left open, my limp d**k there for all to see.

Thomas tskd seeing my condition.

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Thomas POV

" Grab a towel, his hand is all sticky." I said to January.

She grabbed a small kitchen towel and dipped it in the warm water I had heated up to sooth her sore p***y.

I hadn't held anything back from her this time. I tend to get violent with my thrusting when I'm drinking. But she...oh f**k she took it very, very nicley.

She looks so damn beautiful when her legs are up above my shoulders and I'm finding all of her pleasure points.

Watching her now, I want her again.

Her hair is messy as it hangs into her eyes. The gold strands shimmer in this fire light.

If I had my phone, I would take her picture.

"What?" She said as she smiled at me while cleaning coach up.

" Let's get him to bed and we can talk. I'm kind of hungry again." I said, as we tucked a passed out coach into his side of the bed. He began to snore.

I went to the kitchen, as January sauntered out still naked.

I threw her the t- shirt off my back.

She put it on.

It fit her like a dress. I felt protective of her and liked to see my marks all over her body.

I handed her a bowl of left overs.

"Mmm...cold ham." She chewed with a big smile.

I wiped a piece of food off her mouth.

"Thanks. And...thanks for giving me the best Christmas that I've had in years."

I smiled at her and ate my food. I could watch her all night.

" Do you want to look at the magazines with me?" I asked her.

She sat forward and squeezed her thighs together.

" You want me to pose for you like those girls in the centerfold?" She pouted her lips like a model and flipped her pretty hair.

I smiled. " I would take your picture, if I had a working phone that wasn't dead. You're very beautiful."

" I'm not like Miss Gold beautiful though. I've seen you two together. You make a striking couple." She wasn't being facetious. I knew that she didn't have a rude bone in her body.

She meant what she said.

" Nope, Miss Gold doesn't have anything on you kitty. You are like a rare gem. Many men would die trying to find a gem such as you.

But they search all the wrong places. They only see the outer beauty, like Miss Gold has.

She uses her beauty as a tool to get her what she wants in life.

You...January are a hidden gem. I'm glad that I see you for who you are J." I intertwined our fingers and pressed a kiss the her hand.

She bit my knuckle.

" Let's go play. Want to try to shower with me? I will heat up some water." She was so warm and inviting. The sparkle in her eyes filled with wonder.

Like it was f*****g Christmas or something.

I helped her with the water. We filled the bath tub up part way and settled into the hot water. It felt devine.

I pulled her back to my chest as she sat on my lap.

We stayed like that for a while until Coach came running in and puked in the toilet.

" Uhgg." He cried as he looked green.

I stiffed a giggle. I wasn't sure he even knew we were in here behind the shower curtain.

He wiped his face and removed his soiled shirt.

January had pity on him.

" Come on, slide inside. Get warm with us." she said.

He looked embarased to see us, but took off his sweats and boxers and climbed in at the opposite end as we were.

" This feels good, why didn't we do this before?" he asked.

January rested her head back on my shoulder as I poured hot water over her torso. Her foot accidentally kicked coach between the legs.

He groaned.

"Oh coach, I'm so sorry." She sat up worried about him.

He held his hands over his crotch with his eyes closed.

" Kick me when I'm down won't you?" he said sarcastically.

" I'm really sorry. I'll get out and give you some room." She grabbed the side of the tub to stand.

I watched her backside as water cascaded down her perfect body.

" You don't have to go." I said, trying to grab her slick arm.

" It's fine." She smiled warmly at me. But I knew she was uncomfortable around coach now. So I let her go.

" You are very nice J, thank you." He said as he sank down into the soothing water.

" How many shots did you do Eivan?" I asked him as my brow rose up questioningly.

" The rest of them, all of them. Now shut up and let me die." He looked miserable.

I hopped up and grabbed a towel.

"Ok it's all yours bro."

I found January in the bed still naked.

She was lying on her belly with her feet in the air behind her.

A magazine in front of her as she was actually reading the articles.

" J, would you ever pose for a magazine like this?"

She licked her bottom lip.

" I'm afraid you are the only crazy one that would buy it. I think I might look good to you in low light and alcohol haze. I'm nothing special like these girls."

She really believes this about herself too.

I want her even more now.

I pet the curve of her butt and trail my finger into her delicate crack.

" J, have you ever considered me playing with this area here? I circled her pucker.