A Christmas in Amber

Author’s note: This is a sequel short story to the series Summer in Amber, and thus benefits from having read that. However, I wrote this in such a way that hopefully newcomers can quickly catch on to the relationship between the characters. I hope you enjoy, and thank you for reading.

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The day was far from over, and the night had just begun. Wet white plumes dotted its black sky, thick and heavy, making it difficult to see beyond the headlights of my rusty yet reliable ’98 Toyota.

“Fuck this snow,” I mumbled to myself, chugging along at half the speed limit.

It wasn’t smart to be driving that night. I knew that. It would have been safer to stay home, by the comfort of the fireplace, with some reruns of The X-Files and my dad to keep me company. Not a bad way to spend Christmas Eve.

But when she calls, I answer.

“What’re you up to?” she had asked, barely waiting for me to say hello. Her voice was laced with lust, familiar and comforting, sending my heart fluttering.

“Just watching TV with my dad,” I said.

“Wanna come over? I’m really horny.”

There it was. That brutal frankness of hers. It melted me every time.

“Right now?” I got up from the couch and peeked out the window. “It’s snowing pretty bad.”

“Aww, come on,” she begged, “it’s not like you’re crossing the North Pole. You really gonna let a little cold snow keep you away from this hot wet pussy?”

She purred those final three words, stretching them out for maximum impact. I had no chance.

“I’m heading over now,” I said.

“That’s my boy. Drive safe.”

I didn’t tell my dad where I was going. Not because I didn’t want to, but because I didn’t need to. He was well aware of my “special friend,” but never pried about her, letting me give him as much information as I was willing to give. I hadn’t revealed everything—he would probably faint if I told him the things we’d done. But he knew enough to understand in that way all men do. I had to go, and he knew not to stop me.

I’m such an idiot, I thought, slowing down and doing my best to keep the car straight as it skidded along the slippery suburban streets. The plows hadn’t gotten to them yet, making them particularly precarious. One false move, and I could end up stranded on the road, or in a ditch somewhere. Maybe even killed.

But these doubts were quickly replaced by memories. Memories of that red hair of hers, and the way it shimmered under the moonlight the first time we made love. Memories of her skin, how soft it was to the touch, aged and as white as the snow I was cursing. And how could I ever forget her breasts, perfectly sized and shaped to fit her equally perfect body.

And then there was that mouth. That mouth that always knew exactly how to make me come.

One could argue beauty like that is worth risking your life for.

* * *

Aside from the piles of snow on the roof, her house was the same as it had always been, simple and homey in that chaotic way unique to her. I stopped a moment to take it all in, my brain filling with echoes of that fateful summer we shared together, passing through all my senses on fast forward.

We had so many good times in this house, I thought. It felt like ages ago. I was so young. So inexperienced.

Boy how times have changed.

I gave the door a courtesy knock before turning the knob, and was welcomed with a warm rush of air, carried along by the smell of freshly baked cookies. I hopped in and closed the door to keep the snow from blowing in, and when I turned back around, she was there to greet me, looking just as beautiful as ever.

“Jacob, you made it!”

“Hey Amber, it’s good to see you.”

She opened her arms and gave me a hug. It was loving and long, capped off with a light kiss on the cheek that sent shivers across my chilled skin.

“How are the roads? It’s coming down pretty hard.”

“Not too good,” I said. “I drove like a snail to get here.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know it would be this bad.” Amber furrowed her brow, transfixing me with her genuine concern. I loved seeing it. Every time.

“Hey, it’s fine.” I pulled her in close and kissed her on the lips in that surprise way I knew she liked. “It’s worth it. It always is with you.”

“You’re too much,” she said. Her cheeks grew flushed, making her look 10 years younger. “Would you like some wine?”

‘Sure.” I began untying my boots. “Be there in a sec.”

Amber turned and sauntered away, giving me a delightful view of her tight little ass, hidden away within a pair of loose fitting pajama bottoms I knew would be on the floor soon.

Such a tease, I love it.

I removed my jacket and stomped the snow off my boots before taking them off. I could hear Amber humming “Jingle Bells” from the kitchen. She seemed happier than I’d seen in a long time, and that made me happy. So far, the night was off to a good start.

I returned to find her scraping a tray of freshly made sugar cookies onto the nearby counter, cut into various holiday themed shapes.

“You really like to go all out for Christmas, don’t you?”

“Not usually,” said Amber, “but I’m feeling festive this year.”

“Special occasion?”

She glanced at me knowingly. “You could say that.”

I shimmied up beside her, so close our hips were touching. “Looks yummy.”

“You got here just in time,” she said. “Give’em a few minutes to cool, and we can dig in.”

“Sounds delicious, but I’m in the mood for something else.”

I answered her earlier taunt with a firm pinch on the ass, causing her to squeal.

“Mmm, I can’t wait,” Amber said. She wiggled her ass against my hand, teasing me back, forcing me to resist the urge to throw her over the counter and take her right there. “But first you have to open your present.

“You got me a present?”

“Of course I did silly.”

“Amber, you shouldn’t have,” I said. “Now I feel like shit. I didn’t get you anything.”

“You’re fine Jake. You’re on a student’s salary, I don’t expect you to get me a gift.” She assured me with soft eyes, and placed her hand on my groin. “Besides, the only thing I need from you tonight is right here.”

“It is the gift that keeps on giving,” I said.

Amber burst out laughing, just as I hoped she would, a girlish giggle punctuated by a short adorable snort. “You’re such a dork.”

“I know, and you love it.”

“I do.” She smiled and kissed me hard on the lips. “Now go open your present. Oh, and the wine’s on the coffee table. Be a sweetheart and pour us both a glass.”

“Yes ma’am,” I said. I lifted my hand up to my forehead in a military salute, and began backing out of the kitchen in an exaggerated manner that got her snorting again. Her laugh was the sweetest sound there was, and I wanted to hear more.

Amber’s holiday spirit extended to her living room. A Christmas tree sat in the far corner, glowing in bright colors against the sliding glass door. It was the first time since I’d known her that she bothered to get a tree; another sign that she was in especially high spirits. Whether it was because of me or something else I couldn’t say, but I didn’t care. All I needed to know was that she was in a good place. That was the only Christmas present I needed.

Before I could forget, I opened up the bottle of wine (merlot, our favorite) and filled two glasses, midway each. With my duty done, I made my way over to the tree to claim my present. It wasn’t hard to find. There was only one gift sitting under the tree, concealed in red and green wrapping paper. It was small and rectangular; very obviously a book of some kind.

The Kama Sutra. I wouldn’t put it past her.

“I’m opening it,” I yelled.

Amber came strolling in, carrying a small plate of cookies. She sat it on the coffee table and stood close behind me, peering over my shoulder as I cut through the wrapping paper with my thumb.

Sure enough, it was a book. But the cover was made of thick black leather. A quick flip through revealed empty pages of college ruled notebook paper, along with a calendar for the coming year in the back.

It’s a journal,” I said.

“Yeah,” responded Amber. “I remember you saying you wanted to start journaling, so I figured I’d help you get started. Open it.”

I opened the cover to find the first page covered with Amber’s elegant cursive, under which sat a bright red lipstick mark. It read:

 

Jake,

 

May you think of me every time you open your heart. Mine will always be open to yours.

 

Merry Christmas, and love always,

 

Amber

 

I turned around to find her, watery eyed and glowing with the same affection I felt reading those words.

“I love it Amber,” I said, attempting to hold back tears of my own. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. You promise to write in it every day? I’ll be disappointed if you don’t.”

“I will. I promise.”

I sat the journal down on the coffee table and wrapped my arms around her, bringing her into me as close as reality would allow. Her body was warm and comforting, like a hearth on a cold winter’s day, kindled by the wet hot desire burning between her legs. Like it always was.

How did I get so lucky?

“Come on,” Amber said. “Let’s have some wine and cookies. We need to catch up.”

She sounded almost like she was in a hurry, which was odd, but I thought nothing of it. I simply figured she was eager to get started with the real fun, which was totally in character for her. Little did I know what she really had in store for us that night.

Amber and I grabbed our wine glasses and sat down on the couch. “To the future,” she said.

“To the future.” We clinked our glasses and took a large sip in unison. From the corner of my eye I watched her, noting the familiar twinkle in hers that told me she was up to something, bringing me back to the old days. When she was in total control.

Feeling myself getting fidgety, I leaned forward and grabbed a cookie off the coffee table, and wolfed the whole thing down in seconds.

“So college boy,” Amber said, “how’s college life been?”

“Hell,” I said through a full mouth. “I really needed this break. At this point I have no free time. There’s so much homework and projects and tests. It’s really overwhelming. I feel like I’m constantly hanging on by a thread.”

“Aww, poor baby. It’ll be over soon. You just gotta power through it.” Amber rubbed my back, tenderly, like a mother. I loved the feeling. “When’s the last time you…ya know…”

“Fucked?

Amber smirked, and took another sip of wine.

“It’s been a little while,” I admitted. “It’s hard to balance relationships with school work.”

“I understand. I remember how demanding college was. I can only imagine how much worse it is nowadays. Life has gotten so much faster.” Amber continued rubbing my back, sucking all of the anxiety out of me through her fingertips. “You must at least have a fuck buddy or two to take your stress out on. And don’t you say no, I know I taught you better than that.”

“There’s a few girls, yeah,” I said. “But we don’t get to see each other too often these days. Early in the semester sure, but near finals it’s hard to find the time.”

“Yes, but afterward you went hard, right? After finals is the best time to let loose and go crazy. There’s so much pent up energy all around, and it needs to be released.”

I shook my head.

“Well, it’s a good thing you have me then.” Amber pulled me closer and rested her head on my shoulder, tempting me with her ruby hair. Unable to resist, I pressed my nose against her scalp and inhaled, relishing her scent. It lacked the freshness of the coeds I’d grown used to, but in its place was a maturity that in many ways was even more appealing.

“What about you?” I asked. “How’s your love life going?

“I’ve actually started online dating,” Amber said.

“I bet that’s fun.”

“That’s one way to describe it.”

“You must get a million messages a day.”

“Yeah. It’s overwhelming to be honest. And kind of annoying.”

“Oh you poor thing.” I said it in a mocking manner. “It must be so terrible having guys pine over you.”

“Shut up.” Amber slapped me playfully with a couch pillow. “You’re such a smart aleck these days. I liked you better before college.”

“You mean you liked bossing me around.”

“Yes, exactly.” She reached out and ran her fingers through my curly brown hair, bringing us back to the old days, when I was the desperate virgin, and she was the lecherous older woman looking for some no-strings fun. For a while we simply stared into each other’s eyes, our bodies inching closer as the both of us became lost in the past.

“So? You match with anyone?”

The words shot out of me, breaking the silence with the bluntness of a shotgun, tinged with curiosity.

“I have actually,” Amber said. “I’ve been seeing this really nice guy named Theo. We’ve only met up a couple of times, but so far I like him.”

“Oh, that’s, uh, good to hear…”

Amber smirked, reading me like a well worn book once more. “You jealous?”

“Of course not.”

“Liar.”

“Okay, maybe a little,” I admitted. “I know I have no right, but I can’t help it—”

“I know, I know,” she interrupted. “I’m glad. I’d be disappointed if you weren’t.”

Amber drew her index finger under my chin and kissed me, long and soft on the lips. “Don’t worry. No one can replace you. You know that, right?” She placed her hand on my inner thigh, letting her fingers rest lightly on my quickly hardening cock.

“I know,” I said. I rested my hand on hers and kissed her back, lightly, teasingly, savoring the wine that glazed her lips. God how I’ve missed this taste. It was so unique and rich, sweetened with age and experience.

Just as things were bound to get hot and heavy, I took a move from her playbook and pulled away, letting the arousal between us simmer before it could explode any further.

“I’ve missed you,” I said.

Amber smiled. “I’ve missed you too.”

“So what else is going on with you? How are things at the library?”

“Eh, same old, same old,” she said. “I keep getting handed more responsibilities beyond the Children’s Department, but that’s expected at this point.”

“More budget cuts?”

Amber nodded. “Do more with less, they keep saying.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault hun.”

“I know, but still—”

“You still working out?” she asked, abruptly changing the subject.

“Of course.”

“Good. I can tell. You haven’t dropped an inch since the last time I’ve seen you.” Amber wrapped her hands around my right bicep, caressing it with her palms while tracing its contours with her fingers. “You sexy man you.”

I blushed, a Pavlovian response reserved only for her. “Why do you do this to me?”

“Do what?” she asked, knowing exactly what I meant.

“Torture me like this.”

“Cuz it’s fun.”

Amber popped the first two buttons of her flannel top, tantalizing me with her cleavage. Her breasts called to me, sending my mouth watering until I couldn’t take it any longer, and the beast was out. But now it was trained, and knew exactly how to counter its trainer.

“Oh yeah, well I can have fun too.”

I slid my hand across her inner thigh, straight to the storm already raging between her legs, soaking her bottoms with desire.

“You’re so wet,” I whispered into her ear as I traced my fingers along her sopping folds.

“I told you I’m horny,” Amber sighed, surrendering.

“I can see that.” I walked my fingers further up her waistband and slipped my hand underneath. She wasn’t wearing any panties, giving me instant access to her precious flower, swollen and dripping with nectar. With the force of a gentleman I slipped two fingers inside her, and the gasp she let out just then was so satisfying it was almost enough to make me climax right there.

For both our sake I pulled my hand away, and savored the sight as her body shivered and bucked, crying out for the sweet release I had denied her.

“See, not so fun is it?” I said.

Amber placed her hand against her forehead, breathing heavily. “Holy shit Jake. That was intense. Am I really that easy now?”

“No, I’m just better.”

She looked at me inquisitively, smirking and biting her finger. “Look at you. Such a fucking stud now.”

“It’s all your fault.” I held my fingers out, slick with Amber’s pleasure, and without saying a word she drew them into her mouth, using her tongue to lap up every last drop of herself. It was an unspoken communication; a knowledge of each other’s wants born of an intense and primal intimacy few people ever have the privilege of sharing with another person.

In a flash she was on top of me, like a hungry lioness, bringing our silent communion to the next level. Our lips collided, filling my mouth with the pleasure I had just fed her, a taste so delicious I was already rock hard when she lifted my shirt up and kissed her way down my chest.

“I’m been dreaming of your cock for a long while now,” Amber said as she unbuckled my pants.

“Oh yeah?” I asked, basking in the beautiful sight of her hand drawing me out of my boxers. A soft sigh of excitement escaped her lips, the same sound I always heard whenever she witnessed my manhood for the first time.

“Mhmm. It’s been too long since I’ve tasted it.”

Amber leaned down and tenderly kissed the head of my cock, tickling the hole with her tongue in her trademark way that got me throbbing for release. She continued pelting me with pleasure, down my length to my balls before making her way back up, slathering her wet tongue along my underside, and all the while I moaned, as loud as I could, singing the song I knew she loved to hear.

“Tell me something,” Amber said. “Am I still the best blowjob you’ve ever had?”

“No question,” I grunted. “No one sucks my cock like you do.”

“It’s good to know some things haven’t changed.” She awarded my honesty with a plunge of her head that sent me spiraling upwards.

“Jesus,” I sputtered. “Oh Amber…”

She smiled through a mouth full of cock, maintaining her gaze on mine as she took the whole of me down her throat, over and over, worshiping me with religious fervor. Through strained pleasure I could merely watch, in awe as her throat stretched and bulged with each descent, until it was all too much, and I felt myself begin to give way.

“Fuck Amber, I’m about to come,” I groaned.

Suddenly the comforting wetness of Amber’s throat was gone, replaced by the frigid outside air, startling me out of my bliss.

“Why’d you stop?” I sat up and exhaled, unable to hide my disappointment.

Amber’s lips curled slightly, clearly enjoying my frustration. “Because you don’t get to come just yet.” She rolled herself off of me and stood up. “Wanna take this to the bedroom?”

“Sure, if it means you’re gonna make up for blueballing me like that. Seriously, that hurt.”

Amber laughed and extended me her hand. “C’mon, pull your pants up and follow me. I think you’ll enjoy what I’ve got planned for us tonight.”

Just then I remembered that devious glint in her eye from earlier, sending my mind racing with possibilities as she led me down the hallway. What could it be? We’d already done everything there was to do, at least so I thought. What other sexual mountains were there left to climb with her? Now I was slightly frightened, a feeling fueled by the spark of exhilaration only she could ever give me.

“I hope you’re ready,” Amber said. She opened the bedroom door slowly, drawing out my anticipation, and what I saw made my heart stop.

Lying on her bed was a man. He looked relaxed, watching something on his phone. A plate of sugar cookies sat on the nearby nightstand.

“Finally,” the stranger said. He set his phone down and sat up. “You guys sure took your sweet time.”

“Sorry, we got a little caught up in the moment,” Amber said.

“Yeah, I could hear.” He stood up and nonchalantly swept cookie crumbs off his shirt.

“Hey, watch it! I just vacuumed.”

“Oh, sorry.”

Amber sighed. “Jake, this is Theo. Theo, Jake.”

“So you’re the infamous college kid Amber keeps telling me about.” Theo stretched out his hand in a friendly manner. “Nice to finally meet you.”

“Uh, nice to meet you too.” I shook his hand back. This is the guy Amber was telling me about. What is he doing here?

Theo could sense my confusion, and turned to Amber. “Uh, does he know?”

“Not until just now,” she said. “I told you, I wanted to surprise him.”

“Right, right.”

“What’s going on?” I blurted out.

I should have known. Given all the sexual experience I had collected in the few years prior—not to mention all the porn I’d watched—it should have been obvious. But I was shell shocked. I had expected a cozy night in with Amber, and I guess my brain wasn’t registering this new development.

“Jake, sweetie, c’mon, use your noggin…”

Amber’s words triggered something inside me, and suddenly the circumstances of the night hit me like a freight train.

“Threesome? With him?” I asked.

“Bingo.”

I couldn’t believe it. I’d figured I’d seen it all with Amber, that I’d experienced all the surprises she had to offer. But even after all the time we’d known each other, she still knew how to throw me curveballs. I was stunned.

“You never cease to amaze me,” I said, and she answered back with a cheeky grin that told me how satisfied she was by my reaction. I turned to Theo, and our eyes met as it dawned on me just what Amber was asking of me.

“I guess we’ll be getting to know each other pretty soon, huh?” Theo said to me with a hint of dominance in his voice. It was a challenge. Now I was more nervous than ever.

It’s not like I hadn’t ever been in a threesome before. Amber had made sure to gift me with that experience before I left for college. But that was with another woman. There was a dynamic to it that I had fantasized about since I had begun fantasizing. But doing it with another man? That dynamic was on a whole other level, and that intimidated me. And Amber could tell.

“You okay?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I said. “It’s just, I wasn’t expecting this…”

“I know, but a little excitement is a good thing. And I figured with all the stresses of school, you could use a little more of it. We both could.”

Amber was speaking like it was only the two of us in the room. She took my hand, holding me in that way of hers that assured me I was safe. “Consider this your Christmas present to me. C’mon, you’re an open minded guy. I know you are. So show me.”

“Yeah, show her,” Theo said, and Amber responded with a look that briefly pulled the curtain back on who had the power in their relationship.

“Jake,” she continued, “there’s something special that happens with two guys and a girl, but so many men are hesitant to surrender themselves to the experience. They think it makes them gay, but that’s horseshit, and even if it did, so what? Any woman who’s been through it knows, it takes a real man to be willing to share. To give themselves to her openly with another man, and discover new corners of intimacy. It takes true confidence and strength. And I’ve seen how strong you can be. So many times. I know you have it in you to give me what I want.”

Her words were mixed with strength and tenderness, breaking through all the barriers of my mind in the way only she knew how. It’s what I loved about her.

I turned to Theo, accepting his challenge. “She give this pep talk to you too?”

He shrugged his shoulders. “Not exactly.”

I returned to Amber, and one last look into her piercing green eyes was enough to convince me.

“Okay.” I brought her hand up to my lips and kissed her. “I’m in.”

“Yay!” Suddenly Amber was beaming with light, colorful and vibrant like the Christmas tree sitting in her living room. It was enough to melt away any remaining reservations I had.

If this is what she wants, then I’m going to give it to her, I told myself with new found determination. She deserves it.

I turned to Theo again, this time to get a sense of who exactly I would be sharing the woman I loved with. He was obviously older than me, but looked younger than Amber, traditionally handsome, with a well-manicured black beard that matched his short silver streaked hair. He was the epitome of masculinity, projecting an aloof confidence that made me feel small in comparison. If I was to keep up with him, I needed to bring my A game.

No pressure.

For a moment the three of us just stood there, each one waiting for the other to pull the trigger on the night that would prove pivotal to the trajectory of my life.

“What are you two waiting for?” Amber finally said. “I wanna get fucked in every hole. Are you both man enough to give that to me?”

To the side of my eye I saw Theo begin taking off his shirt, and in an attempt to keep up I quickly did the same. As we continued to undress, I couldn’t help but notice this body, and how different it was from mine. While I was thin and muscular, he was thick and burly, his chest covered in coarse black hair. I could feel the competition already brewing between us, a masculine energy that penetrated and connected us for what was to come. But it wasn’t hostile, far from it. We were both there for one thing, and we were both willing to push ourselves to the edge to see it through.

Then we were naked, together, both of us semi-hard and aiming in Amber’s direction. I watched as her eyes drifted back and forth, taking in our unique forms, licking her lips as she held steady on each of our manhoods. Again, I couldn’t help myself, and took a moment to size up my adversary. His cock was bigger than mine; thicker, but not much longer, which I admit sent my insecurities skyrocketing. But thanks to her, and her teachings, I was armed with the mental arsenal needed to override those feelings and bring them back to ground level. I took a deep look into Amber’s eyes, to the hunger behind them, using it to fuel my own until it overcame all the darkness, and I was finally ready to give myself to her once more.

Amber showed little surprise when I made the first move. I bounded toward her, a man on a mission, and as I pulled her in for a kiss I heard Theo close behind, his heavy footsteps sending soft vibrations through the floor. He grazed his lips across her neck, drawing hers away from mine, leaving me to watch as he peppered her with sloppy kisses that got her moaning.

Two can play at this game.

I began kissing my side of Amber’s neck, using my lips to tickle her soft sensitive skin in the way I knew she liked. Sure enough she was back to me, her mouth filling me up with the satisfaction I craved.

Soon a rhythm had set in, with Theo and I trading Amber back and forth between us, mixing our bitter breaths with the sweetness of hers, creating a new concoction of heated desire as we began marking territory across her body. I slipped my hand underneath her top, claiming her right breast, and pinched, pulling her off from Theo with a sharp shriek of ecstasy that pierced the air.

“You like that, don’t you?” I said, pleased with myself. I twisted, turning her hard nipple like a dial, sending ripples of arousal across her body.

“Yes,” Amber sighed, and suddenly her hand was on me, gently stroking me to full hardness. “You’re so good to me baby…”

That was when it really dawned on me. Theo may have had the physical advantage, and probably the advantage of experience, but I had known Amber for much longer. I had the advantage of knowledge, of knowing exactly how she ticked and what turned her on. If he was going to match me, he was going to have to figure her out fast.

Sure enough, as if having sensed the tide turning, Theo forced us to the next level. He lifted Amber’s top, slowly, forcing her arms up, allowing him to slip it off in one long drawn out motion.

Theo and I stopped, the both of us taking in the gorgeous sight of her pillowy white breasts, rosy and engorged. I had lost count on how many times I had laid eyes on those impeccable tits of hers, and still they never ceased to leave me stunned. How they hung off her body, firm and heavy, called to me every time. I leaned down and took her right tit into my mouth, and proceeded to tenderize her further with my tongue. I suckled and pulled, bit and licked, everything I needed to strike a match on every sensitive nerve I knew dotted her nipple. Soon enough she was moaning again, and I was lost in the sweet music of it.

Just then Theo’s hands came crashing into Amber, sending her—and nearly me—sprawling onto the bed with a squeal of delight. His sudden display of power left me briefly stunned, and all I could do was watch as he strode towards the bed, his cock fully erect, hanging stiff and still against his movements.

“C’mon Jake, let’s show this little slut what we’ve got.” He spat out his words with venom, yet his voice was husky and smooth, setting me at ease for the task at hand. “How do you wanna start?”

I took a long look at Amber, lying wide and open, shivering with excitement as she awaited my answer.

“I’m gonna fuck her pretty face,” I said, emboldened, and Theo simply nodded, as if he somehow expected that.

I wonder how much Amber told him about me, I thought.

I crawled into the bed and positioned myself at the top, near her head, my cock pulsing over her with elation at the thought of burying itself in her throat once again.

“Get on your hands and knees,” Theo commanded from the edge of the bed.

Amber did as instructed, aligning herself between us, her mouth facing me, her ass facing him. Her lips were mere inches away from my cock, so close I could feel her breath teasing its head, and she knew it, looking up at me with that taunting smirk of hers that drove me crazy. I answered back, first with a loving stroke of her cheek, then with a playful slap I knew would drive her hunger to new heights. Sure enough, in mere seconds she was on me, her mouth drawing me into her, across her velvet tongue.

“Oh Amber…”

Just them I felt her shiver as Theo pulled her pajama bottoms down, revealing her delicious derriere, and the pretty pussy that sat underneath. As soon as it hit the air it was like a seal had been broken, filling the bedroom with the potent stench of hours worth of anticipation that sent us into a sexual frenzy. In the throes of pleasure I watched him, kissing his way across her supple cheeks, down to her forbidden flower, soaked and dripping with nectar, and as he began eating it up she let out a moan that sizzled hot against my cock.

“Yeah, suck that cock good,” I said, encouraging her further, and she answered back, plunging herself upon me so far her nose was pressing against my abdomen, causing her to gag, and her throat to bulge before she slid me out just as gracefully.

“Good girl.” I rested my index finger under Amber’s chin and pulled her up to kiss me, and just as we met a fire escaped from her lips as I looked to see Theo inserting his cock into her pussy. He was slow, drawing out every nerve ending as he entered her, stretching her walls and coating his cock with her pleasure juices. Together they cried out, filling my mouth with their combined satisfaction.

With a newly ignited ferocity, I gripped Amber by her hair and brought her back down to my cock. Again she swallowed me eagerly, and holding her steady I began thrusting, smashing my cock against the back of her throat with little regard for her well being, and she took it, like she always did, through rolled back eyes and sloppy gurgled gasps that barely managed to escape my heavy assault.

At the same time I watched as Theo fucked her, paying close attention to his own ferocity, increasing with each passing moment, sending Amber howling hot onto my cock. It was insanely pleasurable, for the both of us, and when our eyes met across the valley of her back, I felt it. That special connection Amber mentioned, unique only to this specific moment. Theo and I moaned in unison, lost together in the temple of her body, looking for every treasure of carnal joy we could find.

Finally, as I felt myself reaching a boil, I slid my cock out from Amber’s throat, sending her gasping for air.

“How you doing?” I asked.

“Fucking fantastic,” she said, dripping with drool and tears, her words accentuated by the breaking of Theo’s hips against hers. I looked back at him, and without having to say a word he understood where things were headed next. He gave her one last thrust, penetrating her deep before pulling out with a wet slurp.

“My turn,” I said. I slid onto my back, pulling Amber down with me so that she was lying on top, her hips directly in line with mine. I could feel her heat, aching from the pounding Theo had given it and wanting more.

I reached down and aligned my cock with Amber’s pussy, rubbing the head against her slippery folds, teasing her with inevitability.

“Ooh,” Amber panted. “Baby I want you inside me now.”

I slapped my cock against her clit a few times, tantalizing her sensitive nub before pushing my way inside her with an insatiable force she was unprepared for.

“Fuck yes,” Amber grunted, “you fill me up so good Jake. Where’s Theo? I need you both so bad.”

“I’m right here baby,” Theo said.

First I heard a grunt, followed by a pressure, a bulging against my cock. It grew tighter with each second as Theo, looming over us like the mountain of a man he was, mercifully forced his way into Amber’s ass. The deeper he went, the harder she cried, until she reached a fever pitch of pain and pleasure that will forever haunt my dreams.

“You ready too get your ass fucked by this big cock?” Theo growled.

“Yes, I want it,” Amber said through gritted teeth. “Fill me up. I want it all. From both of you…”

Amber came back to me, her eyes locked on mine as Theo began relentlessly pounding himself into her asshole. For a brief moment I grew envious, remembering how tight it was, and was not surprised when I heard him moan in short uncontrollable bursts. I knew the feeling.

In no time Amber was screaming, caught between both of our cocks, hammering her into blissful oblivion. I could feel Theo inside her, next to me, so close. His vigor and primal power were infectious, quickening my heart and filling my cock, allowing me to match Theo, pound for pound, beat for beat. I gripped Amber by her waist and pulled her further down, as far as I could upon me, and every time I smashed into her she cried in sweet agony.

For a while—maybe hours, maybe minutes, I can’t be sure—we existed like this, the three of us, Theo and I fucking Amber so hard it seemed we would break her. But we never did. Because she was unbreakable, able to take everything we had to give. It didn’t matter how good it felt, or how much it hurt. She was invincible. A goddess.

My goddess.

Spurred by my infinite affection for her, I gripped Amber by the neck and kissed her, our tongues dancing along to the tune of our savage song. I love you, I told her with every passing of our mouths. I could taste everything, all the pain and pleasure she was experiencing, and it was delicious.

Theo must have wanted a taste of his own, because suddenly Amber was gone, pulled away from me by his powerful hands. He brought her up to him and kissed her, long and deep, in such a way that sent her back arching, leaving me to watch as he had his way with my beloved. Pangs of jealousy seethed through me, compelling me to penetrate her harder, faster, whatever it took to draw her away from him and back to me. She’s mine, I thought, and in an instant I wanted nothing more but for this little tryst to end.

“I’m about to come,” I grunted.

“Same,” said Theo. He slid his cock out of Amber’s ass, making her look like a puppet whose strings had been cut as she fell upon me.

“Stand up,” I whispered. After taking a few moments to compose herself Amber slipped herself off of me, sending a final few shivers of pleasure up my cock.

I took a moment of my own before standing up, and found Amber already on her knees, with Theo jerking himself off in front of her. I hurried over and took my place opposite him, still hard and ready for release.

“Open your mouth honey,” Theo commanded.

“Give it all to me boys,” Amber begged.

She reached out and took both of us in each of her hands, stroking us with soft silky movements that got our precum flowing and our bodies quaking for release. Like a starving animal she lapped it up, alternating her mouth between us, drawing us deeper in every time. As Theo and I neared are individual precipices, the air in the room grew still, clearing way for our combined moans, and the wet sloppy sounds of Amber’s mouth bringing that Christmas Eve to its proper climax.

Theo was the first to come, sending rivers of semen directly into Amber’s mouth. She gagged and swallowed as burst after burst came crashing against her face, exploding into droplets all around her. It was an undeniably pleasant sight, stirring my own desire into a boiling frenzy. With tender force I gripped her by the hair and brought her to my cock, ripe for release.

“Christmas has come early,” I managed to moan as I unleashed myself onto Amber’s face. She giggled uncontrollably, whether due to my corny ass joke or the sheer force of pleasure I was raining upon her, I wasn’t sure, but it didn’t matter. Her joy was so unbelievably satisfying that the cum just kept coming, my body gifting her as much of itself as physically possible, shaking, quaking, to the point where I almost lost my footing.

By the time I was finished Amber was completely soaked, her face covered in a mixture of my and Theo’s seed. It was a glorious sight, as it always was, tainted only by the fact that he was there with me.

Why am I feeling this way? I thought as post-orgasmic clarity took hold. I turned to Theo, to the man I had just shared myself with. Just looking at him made me seethe with jealousy, which, while not exactly surprising, was no less distressing. I loved Amber; I had never denied that. And how could I not? She was my mentor in love; she had helped mold me into the sexually confident man I had become. But she had made it clear before I left for college that we had no future together outside of the occasional fling. “Promise you won’t wait for me,” she had said, and I lived up to that promise, as best as I could. It was hard, but through time and distance I was able to bury my feelings, to compartmentalize them in ways that felt manageable and allowed me to move forward in life. But that Christmas had revealed the truth: that simply wasn’t possible. There was no getting over Amber. I was still madly in love with her, and it was never more clear to me than in that moment.

As Amber began eagerly consuming the mess on her face, I took a seat on the bed. Normally I’d be enjoying the show, but I was feeling oddly detached from the moment. I couldn’t look at her, not with Theo standing there, jerking his flaccid penis as he watched her.

“Yeah baby, eat it all up,” he said.

“Mmm, you both taste so good,” Amber groaned.

Suddenly I felt sick to my stomach.

I collapsed onto the bed and closed my eyes, hoping a sudden onset of sleep would end the night early, but it never did. Instead I was forced to listen in the dark as Amber and Theo kissed, their groans and whispers stirring my nausea on even more. A few moments later I heard Theo’s heavy footsteps fade away, followed by the closing of the bathroom door. Then silence.

“Jake,” I heard Amber whisper.

I opened my eyes to find her standing at the end of the bed. Her frail body was slick with sweat and beating red, yet she looked just as beautiful as ever. I couldn’t take my eyes off her.