The Gift of Maggie (A Christmas Story)

She just looked so damn cute I had to laugh out loud! Maggie had taken a part time job this holiday seamister working as a Santa's helper at the small shopping center not far from our house, and today, Christmas Eve, was of course going to be her last day.
She had enjoyed it, helping all the kids get on Santa's lap to ask for presents and get their pictures taken, but for me the best thing was how she looked in her little outfit. With her long shiny blonde hair and big blue eyes, when she put on the red and white elf hat, the red tights, short little red skirt, snug little white top and tight green vest that pushed her breasts up into impressive cleavage, she looked like the most fuckable litle elf you ever saw. I even liked the little green pointy toed slippers. With bells.

Of course, being an unabashed exhibitionist, I think she also got off on all the dads admiring her tight little tush or looking down her top when she would bend over to lift their youngren onto Santa's lap. I know she came home horny almost every time she had worked, and she told me she had been hit on many times. Sometimes she could even tell when guys got hard! This is guys out with their kids! And she wears a wedding ring! What a world.

She came over to get a kiss as her ride, the photographer, showed up and honked his horn. I hugged her and we kissed, and I couldn't resist sliding my hands under her short skirt to cup her ass through her red tights. Imagine my shock when my hands slid over the tops of her thigh-high red stockings and onto naked flesh!
I drew back and looked at her. She blushed, but said 'I can't help it, my tights are dirty and this is all I have in red! I had to wear these."

"You can't possibly bend over in these, not in that tiny skirt. What panties do you have on? Let me see."

I raised her skirt to find that she had on her red satin thong panties, nothing but a small red cord between her tight little cheeks, and a small red satin triangle over her puffy lips. "Oh my god! You can't be serious, you're going to get arrested working around kids like this. You'll be showing your pussy every time you move!"
She just smiled wickedly. "I guess then the last minute shopper dads will just get rewarded for procrastinating. I have to go." She kissed me again, and squeezed my crotch. "Don't forget to pick me up. The mall closes at 5:00, so get there about 5:30 and come in the employee entrance and meet me at Santa's Chalet. I want to give you your Christmas present tonight. I have a nice surprise for you!"

With that she was gone, leaving only a trace of her sexy perfume and the memory of how sexy she looked as my little elf.

I also had a big surprise gift for her. You see, I know that I am not well endowed in the manhood department, and that frequently I cum much too quickly, barely getting into her before spurting out my little load. Of course, I know how lucky I am to have such a hot wife, so I am very generous orally, and have developed my talents in that regard, and between that and stimulating her with my fingers I can almost always bring her to multiple orgasms.
And I'm not squeamish, when I cum too fast in her I will still please her orally. Keeping her happy is more important than my pride, so I do swallow a fair amount of my own cum.
She says all the right things, you know, the "Size doesn't matter, your cock feels plenty big to me" kind of bullcuckolds brownie, or "Honey, its OK, you'll do better next time", or my favorite, when she tries to fake an orgasm as I quickly cum, my skinny little 3" hardon quickly shrivelling back to its flaccid acorn size.
Sure, she says all that, but when I tell her my fantasies of watching her get reamed deep and hard by some stud with a huge dick, she always gets extremely aroused, so hot and wet that as soon as I put my tongue to her hard clit she explodes into a massive orgasm.
The more I tell her, about her sucking his huge cock, and him filling her with it while I stand by and watch with my tiny dick sticking out, or of me being powerd to lick her to get her ready, or powerd to guide his cock into her, or lick his balls while he fucks her, the hotter she gets!
She says that she has no interest in ever doing any of that, and we have been totally faithful to each other since we married almost 5 years ago, but her body gives her away. I know she likes the idea, a lot!

So tonight, that's her gift. I met a guy at the health club where I work out, a big, muscular black guy named Antonio. I had seen him working out, and we had spoken on several occasions. When I saw him in the shower, with his massive manhood seeming to hang halfway to his knees, I knew I had to approach him. That was 3 weeks ago, after I worked up my nerve.

At first he looked at me like I was insane, but when I assured him that I was serious he seemed intrigued. When I showed him Maggie's picture he was entirely sold, and wanted to go home with me right then. I told him he was a Christmas present, and he had to wait. Not happy about it , he agreed. He just wanted to get that big black cock into the hot little blonde whose picture had turned him on so much!
He had seen me in the shower as well, so he understood why Maggie needed him. I just didn't want her to grow old not knowing what it felt like to really have her pussy used the way nature intended, and my pitiful little cock was not able to do that.
I called him and told him that I would leave the door in the garage unlocked, and he should come around 5:00 and make himself comfortable while I went to get her. I was nervous as a cat all day, waiting for 5:00 to roll around, doing chores and watching a little football on TV. The day seems endless.
I'm so horny, I guess this gift is almost as much for me as it is for her.

It was finally time for me to head over to the mall to pick up Maggie. Leaving the door unlocked, as I had told Antonio I would, I jumped in our car and headed over there. I was extremely nervous, yet aroused, wondering how Maggie would react to her present. Would she like it, and enjoy the experience of being with a very well endowed man, or would she freak out and refuse to go through with it?
Would I enjoy it? I didn't know, I had fantasized about this for a long time, but the reality might be too painful or intimidating for me. Would Maggie hate me, and lose all respect for me? Did she really have any respect for me now?
So many things to worry about, and yet I am very turned on and excited about my present to her. I think it could be my best gift ever. I am hard, and almost shaking with anticipation.
Arriving at he mall, I find the parking lot, which has been so packed for the last few weeks, almost deserted. The last few employees are coming out the door as I enter, and they seem relieved that the big Christmas rush is finally over.
Half the lights are off in the mall, so it seems very strange, deserted and shadowy, but I make my way toward the center court where the Santa Chalet was set up. I pass only a couple of maintenance men and a tired looking security guard, who nods hello.
Arriving at the fancy red and white chalet, I find the doors closed and window hatches pulled down. It had been set up to be locked up to protect the camera equipment inside, and it looks like it may be all closed up, but trying the front door I find it unlocked.
"Maggie? Are you still here?" I open the door and stick my head inside. At first I don't see anyone, but then I hear my wife's soft laugh, and I see her long blonde hair up on the small raised platform by Santa's chair. Her back is to me, and as I circle to the steps I discover that she is sitting on Santa's lap. I figure they are clowning around.
Santa is Nick (no, not St. Nick, just a dumb coincidence) a big athletic 35 year old blonde that is a carpenter in his everyday life. He pads out well and looks good in the beard and red suit, has the cheerful blue eyes, and likes kids - he makes a great Santa.
Circling them, and playing along, I say "Hi Honey. Are you telling Santa what you want for Christmas?"
Nick looks at me and smiles. "Hi Jim. Santa is giving Maggie what she wants for Christmas, right now, and Maggie has a little present for Santa as well. And for you, I understand."
Maggie seems a little startled, or nervous. "Hi Honey. You got here just in time, we almost started without you."
By now I'm right in front of Santa's big chair, and my feet seem rooted to the ground. I'm stunned, and I can't believe what I'm seeing. Maggie's shirt is unbuttoned halfway down, as is her tight vest, and her breasts are completely exposed, thrust up and out by the vest stretched underneath them. Her breasts are pushed together by the confining garment, and nipples are erect, jutting out as hard as I've ever seen them, and they lok wet. As I stare, Nick lowers his lips to her right nipple and sucks it hard into his mouth. I'm close enough to hear Maggie's gasp of pleasure.

She stares into my eyes. "Merry Christmas honey. Are you ready for your present? I hope you like it, I know you've been wanting this for a long time. Come closer."
I stumble up the 3 steps "What, uh what... I don't understand. What are you doing?"
"Honey, Nick's been trying to get in my pants since the first day we met, but I said no, but then I thought about you, and how much you wanted to see me have sex with a well hung guy... well, look."

With that, she lifted the front of her tiny skirt, and jutting up between her legs, pressed tight against her smooth pussy, was Nick's erect cock. Long and thick, his hard shaft was nestled between Maggie's wet swollen lips, and I could see the small motions of her hips as she rocked her clit against his hardness.
"Do you really want to see him fuck me Jimmy?"
I was still in shock, but I was so hard that I hurt, and my knees were shaking with excitement. I couldn't take my eyes off his thick 8 inches and the wetness that was being smeared onto Maggie's sweet pussy as she rubbed against him.
"Yes, yes I do. Oh, so much, and I know you will love it too. Please go on."

"Oh honey, I hope you enjoy this as much as you thought you would." As she raised up and positioned herself right above Nick's big cock, a flash went off and I heard the whir of a camera. Spinning, I found Rob, the photographer that had picked her up that morning, still manning his cameras.
Maggie laughed at my shock in finding him there. "That's part of your present honey. We get a full set of pictures of the whole thing. He's shooting video too."
I was too surprised to even think about how much that would cost, but Rob just winked at me. He had something up his sleeve. I turned back to Maggie and Nick.
"Come closer Jimmy. Kneel down in front of us where you can see good."

I did, dropping to my knees close enough to see that Nick's cock was wet. Maggie had apparently been sucking on him before I got there, and now there was a stream of clear pre-cum trickling down his shaft and pooling on his enormous balls, the sack dark and heavy looking between his legs. I realized I was kneeling on his pants, and the small red knot of to the side was Maggie's tiny panties. He had obviously pulled them off of her very quickly and cast them aside.
Even though my eyes were locked on them, Maggie said "Watch baby", and rubbed the tip of his cock between her glistening wet lips, and began to lower herself onto him. The strobe kept winking, but I ignored it as Nick's thick cock entered my wife, stretching her pussy wide and causing her to cry out in obvious ecstasy.
She began to move slowly up and down, taking a little more of his length with each thrust, until his entire cock was buried deep inside of her. I was stunned to see that she could take it all, and to see how much pleasure it was giving her. In case I had any doubt, I now knew she had been lying when she said I was big enough. Her eyes were closed, and she was gasping and moaning as one orgasm after another rolled through her body.
Nick now grabbed her hips and began to slam his cock into her, pounding her pussy and using her in a way I had never been able to. He thrust rapid and deep, his balls bouncing up and smacking into her clit with each thrust, and he just kept on, seemingly forever, as she cried out and begged him for more!
Kneeling in front of them, his huge cock inside of my wife and just inches from my face, I reached down and unzipped my pants, freeing my tiny erection, and began to stroke it between my fingers.
Seeing what I was doing, Maggie told me to stop, to lick her clit instead. I was vaguely aware of Rob moving in for close-ups, taking video of my tiny cock sticking out, and of Nick's thick shaft spreading my wife and thrusting into her, soaked with her juices, and following me as I leaned forward and began to bathe Maggie's swollen clitoris with my tongue. She moaned louder and cried out my name, winding her fongers in my hair and pulling my lips tight against her.
I could feel Nick's hard shaft bump against my chin with each thrust, and my tongue came into contact with him as I flicked it across Maggie's hot, swollen lips. At one point he slid out of her, and his cock smeared a swath of Maggie's pussy juice against the side of my face. Without thinking I grabbed his cock and guided it back into my wife, shocked at how hard and thick he felt in my hand.
Maggie pushed my head back from her and reached down between her legs, cupping Nick's heavy balls and lifting them up, squeezing and fondling them.
"Look honey, what goodies Santa has in his sack. Lick them like a good boy, suck on Santa's balls and maybe he'll leave you a present."
I did, lowering my face between her legs I licked Nick's big sack as Maggie held it in her hand, sucking first one of his balls and then the other into my mouth. It felt strange, but

OUTSTANDING!!!!!!

Thanks c.o., and Merry Christmas.

It felt strange, but good strange, like something I should have been doing for a long time, and Maggie's enjoyment was obvious. I was so terribly aroused I was afraid that I would simply cum without anyone touching me.

I began to become more bold, licking Maggie's sweet nectar fron Nick's thick shaft each time he would withdraw from her tight grasp, and he began to take longer thrusts, I think intentionally allowing me to service him as well.
I looked up to find Maggie staring down at me, a dazed but lascivious smile on her face, her blue eyes glazed with lust and her hair, mussed but shining, cascading over her shoulders and breasts. "Are you enjoying your Christmas present baby?"
I could only nod my head yes as I leaned back in, one of my hands on each of her thighs, to bury my face in their combined sex. Alternately licking her, then him, I was amazed by how arousing it was to have another man fuck my wife!
Maggie raised up, allowing Nick's long cock to slip from her pussy. Grasping it around the base, her fingers unable to close around his thickness, she waved it back and forth in front of me. "Suck Santa's big cock baby, you know you want to. Remember, if you suck it good Santa will give you a present."
I leaned in and opened my lips, allowing my wife to guide his huge cock into my mouth. It was hot, thick and hard, and tasted like my sweet Maggie. I began to suck him avidly, sliding my lips up and down his ridged shaft, taking in as much as I could, and gagging slightly as I tried to take more. Soon, too soon, Nick groaned "Oh, fuck, I'm cumming!", and I felt his cock spasm in my mouth and a spurt of hot semen on my tongue.

No! No, this was not my fantasy, I wanted him to cum in my wife! I quickly slid him out of my mouth and back into Maggie's slippery cunt, one splash of cum hitting directly on her clit as I made the transfer.

I sucked his balls and I shook with arousal, feeling his cock pump and spasm as he spurted again and again, deep within her pussy. I pushed at his testicles with my tongue, trying to be sure we wrung every last drop out of him. As I felt his powerful spurts taper off, I lapped up the drops he had sprayed onto her pussy, savoring the strong flavor of his cum. This was the first time I had ever tasted any other than my own, and mine had no taste to me until it was mixed with Maggie's fluids. This was very different, a musky, almost natural taste.
I continued to lick the two of them, and Maggie began to very slowly move on his still-thick but slowly softening cock. As she did, thick streams of white cum began to trickle down his long, swollen shaft, and I licked them up as fast as I could.
Soon his cock, thick and rubbery, slid from her sloppy pussy, and I grabbed him and, sucking and licking, cleaned every trace of cum, both his and hers from his big cock. Maggie told me to be extra sure I cleaned all around his foreskin (something I don't have), and so I was, sucking it over the head of his cock and running my tongue over and under it carefully.
I then turned my attention to Maggie's pussy, eager to lick up the streams of cum running from her. She was all loose, her lips floppy and open, her clit still swollen and hard. I lapped and sucked at her until she cried out in another small orgasm, and while I know that Nick probably only came an ounce or two it seemed like I swallowed a cup of his jizz. No matter how much I drew out of her there seemed to always be more.
I noticed that Maggie's moans seemed more muffled, and I glanced up to see her sucking on Rob's hard cock. Smaller than Nick's, it was still more than twice the size of my own, and he had merely opened his zipper and pulled it out, otherwise remaining fully dressed. Apparently filming us had left him extremely aroused, and I couldn't begrudge him Maggie's mouth to relieve his need.
He soon began to make noises that signaled his climax, and Maggie pulled back and pumped him with her hand, staring into my eyes as I watched him shoot his creamy load into her mouth and all over her lips and chin, dripping into her hair and onto her breasts.
That did it, I couldn't take any more, and I stood and grabbed my rock hard little cock, not caring if these men laughed at me, and added my few white droplets to the ones already on her tits, gasping and moaning.

Maggie laughed delightedly and grabbed my shirt, pulling me down and my face close to hers. "Merry Christmas honey! I hope you liked that, I sure did! Kiss me."
I did, tasting the cum on her lips and tongue, her lips feeling puffy from the just-finished blow job. "Oh babe, that was so great! I hope you loved it - did you? It was a wonderful present."
"I really enjoyed how his big cock felt in me. You were right, I should have done that a long time ago. You better believe we'll be doing more of that, it was incredible! Clean the cum off my tits and let's go home, I'm tired."
I lost track of Nick and Rob as I lapped up my cum and Rob's from her tits, sucking on her nipples until she was moaning again. I heard Nick say goodnight, thanks, and Merry Christmas, and Rob ask us to be sure to lock up. He also said something about getting a set of pictures and a video disc to us. He also laughed and said we could just wait and download them from the internet. I wonder what he meant by that.

I wiped my little acorn size shrivelled penis off and zipped my pants, then helped my beautiful Maggie get dressed. We locked up and walked through the dark, quiet mall, and as we walked, Maggie asked me what I had gotten her for Christmas.
Oh my god!! I had forgotten all about Antonio! I was sure he had waited, he was hot for her after seeing her pictures.
I took her by the shoulders and looked into her beautiful blue eyes, hardly noticing the dried semen on her cheek or the scent of it on her breath. "Um, honey, you're not TOO tired, are you?...




Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, all you other perverts!