Angel - Christmas Present.
Ben had the strangest feeling upon waking. It took a while to track it down due to his sleep fogged mind but there was something new... something different... His hands slid over his chest, yes that was fine, his stomach was starting to round out a little but that came with age, he'd been told. When his hands reached his hips he winced and looked down with shock in his eyes. "No! No way!" He threw the sheets off and looked down. Sometime in the night that little minx of a rabbit girl had been in here and slipped a... He looked closer. Where did she find a cock ring with a bit of mistletoe suspended from it in the first place? And one with bells on it? He couldn't help laughing at the ridiculous way his cock stood up under the little bit of plastic holding that mistletoe. "Angel!" He called out sliding off the bed and standing to watch the door. "Come in here a moment would you?"
The door was open a few inches and he'd swear he'd closed that when he went to bed the night before, after putting out all the gifts that 'Santa' brought for the girl. So it came as no surprise at all when she pushed the door open and walked into the room wearing the red satin dressing gown he'd given her the night before. Every move she made had a soft jingle to it thanks to the tiny bells sewn into the hem, the belt and along the closed edges of the robe. "Yes, Ben?" she seemed all innocence as she walked through that door, but he watched her face and saw the moment her eyes took in the silly thing wrapped around his cock and balls. there was no shock or innocence in that gaze only amusement at how the toy kept him hard and standing at attention.
"Young lady, do you have any idea where this came from?" His large black furred right hand indicated his groin, while his left landed on his hip. He must have been something to see from the way her eyes switched from amused to hungry like that in a flash. Just to fan the flames a little he flexed his pelvic muscles, making his cock jump, the little bit of mistletoe dancing on it's small length of string.
Her tongue snaked out and wet her pretty black lips making his cock jump again all on it's own this time. "Santa? Maybe I've been a very, very good girl this year?" He watched her fingers slide up along the front of that robe, teasing the red satin just a little bit apart to show off her creamy white cleavage.
The Raccoon was male and those fingers drew his attention for a moment, after all, any hot blooded male would enjoy the view he was being offered, however he had more pressing issues on his mind. Like how in hell did she know how to put a cock ring on well enough that she hadn't woken him? And just what did she have in mind that involved his cock being kissed... since that's the usual reason you hung mistletoe over someone. Her response made him snort and shake his head. "Come here." He pointed at the floor right in front of him giving her that stern voice that he knew sent shivers all up and down her spine.
She moved with the unconscious grace that he found so alluring, unfastening the tie on her robe and leaving it behind as she landed on her knees in the indicated spot. He knew she wanted to look up, she'd told him before that every time he made her kneel like this her first impulse was to look up at him to see if she'd done what he wanted correctly, but she also knew it pleased him for her to keep her eyes down so she fought that impulse and kept her eyes on his feet.
His cock flexed again making the silly little bell ring and he shook his head. "I'm going to ask you once more Angel. Where did this come from?" God, she looked so cute on her knees like that.
However instead of answering his question she moved forward and nuzzled his cock. He let her get away with it for a bit, let the warmth of her breath and the softness of her nose brush against his scrotum. Let her smell his arousal, feel the heat radiating off his shaft, let her think she's gotten away with her little distraction.
He slipped his hands into her hair and held her still pressing his tool into her face lightly for just a moment then stepping back. "You didn't answer me, little girl. Up on the bed, I want you leaned over the side." He didn't give her a chance to argue with him, wrapping his hand into her hair and pulling her up to her feet to push her over the edge of his bed. He was careful to keep the motions slow and smooth so she could follow without it hurting her unless she fought. Once she was bent over with her pert little backside up in the air where he could reach it easily and her face pressed into the sheets he'd just left he smiled to himself.
"You know I don't like repeating myself Angel." He rolled his eyes as the little bell rang again when he sat on the edge of the bed. "Because you still haven't answered me, I'm going to punish you." His left hand rested just above her tail on her lower back. "I'm terribly disappointed in you." His right hand settled on her backside right on the pert little buttock.
The little imp let out a giggle, which she muffled in the sheets, curling her hands into fists since she knew what was coming next.
Again he smiled to himself looking down at the silly little bit of decoration on the cock ring. She really was getting inventive. His hand lifted and he pulled back slowly, not too far, just enough so that he could get a good swat in. "Count, Angel, I want to hear you count off as I spank you." Then his large firm hand landed with a solid whack on her backside, and again, and again.
Her voice lifted through the bunched up sheets, keeping track of how many times he swatted that lush backside. She was getting better at counting while he did this, her voice only shook when he got to eight, so either he wasn't hitting as hard as she liked it or she was starting to tolerate it a little more.
His ears flickered to catch her soft counting, pausing when she hit ten to run his fingers over her cheeks. Nice and warm but not too hot to the touch or too firm from impact. He kept going. At fifteen his fingers slide down to caress the outer labia of her pussy, wanting to see how much she was enjoying the spanking her obstinence earned her. It didn't surprise him when his fingers came away wet, just made his cock twitch and that little bell ring. That movement elicited a soft whimpering moan from her that tightened his scrotum even more. God she was so hot!
He went back to spanking her, pushing her thighs apart a little more so he could land a few swats on her honeypot as well, just to keep her interested in what was happening. Her soft voice hit twenty and he stopped for a moment just to watch her tremble in anticipation of the next one. It was almost too perfect, the way she shuddered when she breathed, how tumbled her hair looked, the way he could just barely see her face through the strands of it. He couldn't wait any longer, didn't want to anyway, his large fingers slid down around her ass cheek and plunged into her body. God she was so tight, even still he had trouble pushing his fingers in and his cock... oh his cock was going to push and shove fighting for every inch of space in that delicious little body.
She made the sweetest little mewling sounds as his fingers worked to get inside her body, making his blood rush to his already hard cock. "That's it, relax Angel." He worked patiently until he had both fingers in as far as he could get them then started to scissor them back and forth inside her. Her little mewling sounds grew and developed slowly into low lusty moans and he smiled to himself. Without warning her that he was about to, he pulled his fingers from her in a sudden rush.
Her back arched and she lifted off the bed a protesting sound on her lips as she tried to follow his fingers. Oh how he loved watching her do that! than she was sitting on her knees again this time her eyes were focused on his cock and the silly decoration that she put there. "Where did the ring come from Angel?"
He watched her lean in and nuzzle the side of his scrotum, then sit back and give him a happy smile. "Aunty Rachael got it for me. I told her I wanted something special for today." She rested her cheek on his thigh lifting one hand to idly toy with the little bit of mistletoe. "It's cute isn't it?"
He snorted and stopped her hand by placing it on his cock. "And how did you learn to put it on?" He ruffled her hair with his hand, stroking his thumb around the base of her ear lightly.
She giggled, then let out a soft moan her breath washing against the side of his exposed cock. "Oh Aunty Rachel had Uncle Ralph hold still and let me practice till he was sure I could put it on without waking you up. I did a good job, huh?" She couldn't look away from his cock, which was fine by him as she didn't see the amused look on his face as he kept stroking her ears. She licked her lips slowly the tip getting close to the short fur on his scrotum, the sight of which made his cock flex in anticipation and drool a little pre.
Ben smiled again, "So what was your plan once you got it on me and I woke up?" He kept looking down at her unable to resist the urge to let his cock flex every time she exhaled, which of course made the silly little bell ring.
She looked up at him with that wonderful innocent look in her eyes. "Oh well Aunty Raerae said that you're supposed to kiss people who are under the mistletoe..." And without any warning her lips were on the head of his cock. God it felt good. Not just because she was kissing him but because he was so damned hard from the silly little ring. Every time her lips shifted it made that bell right and he couldn't help the silly grin that came over him. She wasn't satisfied for long with just kisses though, moving to lick up the little dribbles of pre that were seeping out of him. Her tongue sliding over his skin with a magical combination of innocence and familiarity she was just so eager to please him that he didn't have the heart to tell her half of what she was doing didn't really work for him.
He huffed out, "That's not kissing Angel," not as a reprimand but more as a comment on what she was doing, before his hands slid into her hair and pulled her head back so she couldn't reach his cock. "I think that's enough of that for now. Back over the bed young lady." He gave her a gentle little push that sent her scrambling back into the same position she'd been in while he was spanking her. Now he moved, sliding to his knees and turning so he was directly behind her. "Since you left me this little present all I can think about is sliding my cock up into your tight little pussy." He grabbed her hips roughly and pulled her up on the bed a little more using his knee to shove her legs apart. "Was that part of your little plan?" He didn't give her a chance to respond, just angled his hips just right and pressed forward.
She let out a little squeal, her cute little tail jerking wildly back and forth against his belly as he started to work himself deeper into her. Between his movements and that enticing tail of hers the little bell was going wild. He kept her pinned to the bed so she couldn't move as he worked himself into her, than when he felt his tip bottom out, he reached up with his right hand and caught her hair in his fist pulling her head back slightly. "This is what happens to little girls who play with grown men." He growled low in the back of his throat and started to pull out of her tight body only to slam right back into her hard enough that his scrotum bounced against the apex of her slit. One of the things he liked best about this position was that he could work her clit with his balls as he drove her with his cock. Right now he felt like he could go all day, between just waking up and having that silly ring holding him rock hard he just might show her what a dangerous thing she was playing with.
Her first orgasm wasn't long in coming, not when she'd worked herself up mentally by sneaking into his room in the first place and then having to count while he spanked her for being defiant, which he was sure she did on purpose. So it didn't surprise him that after a handful of thrusts she cried out and her body tightened around him. He didn't bother to stop though, if she wanted to play with a ring he'd show her what it was capable of. He could already outlast her, but then he'd had more practice at this sort of thing than she had, so he didn't waste a moment letting her recover, just plowed right through her tight muscles and held her captive to his thrusting hips. As she started to come down from her peak he whispered a harsh, "That's my girl, come hard, and come often cause I'm not going to stop." He paused for a moment and swatted her pert backside with his left hand before picking up right where he left off and powering into her body once more.
The sounds she made told him when she was getting close, and he backed off for the smallest time to let her feel the oncoming rush of orgasm again. He relished every little cry, moan and gasp as she convulsed around his cock again, finally letting her hair go and resting both hands on her hips. "That's it, good girl!" He gave her a few moments to get her breath back before he was right back at her, his cock still hard as rock even after the second time her body tightened and clung to his dick. Damn this was so good, even the little jingle of the bell just made him grin even more as he resumed his motion. Already his balls were soaked with her juices and his mingled pre but he couldn't release because of the ring she'd so innocently slipped around him. Rachel should be ashamed of herself for setting the girl up like this, he'd have to remember to thank her later.
Again the girl under him shuddered and convulsed as the pleasure peaked inside her and yet again his cock remained unforgivingly hard. "Oh god, yes!... That's it Angel, just let it happen." She was so far gone now that the only sounds she made were pleasure, even her breathing coming out as soft moans. He looked down to see the string tangled in her tail fur and let out a soft groan, growling as he gripped her hips even tighter and started pulling her back as he thrust forward. He could feel it now, the burning in his balls that said he was going to need to come soon, but her delightful little present kept him from slipping over that edge. Panting harshly, with his tongue hanging out he kept at her, thrusting with an abandon that he hadn't so far allowed her to feel because he didn't think she was ready yet. again and again his scrotum hit that sweet spot, again and again she let out muffled cries and whimpers as he plowed into her tight body. He lost count of the times she cried out and spasmed around his cock, stopped worrying about how ragged her breathing was getting and just let the beast he'd been hiding out.
She lay there limp and pliant under him a willing vessel, waiting to be filled with his seed. Finally the feelings became too much, the pent up sensation in his churning balls overcame the blockage of that ring and he drove hard into her body once, twice more, before he strained to get more of him into her as the heated rush of come swelled up past the ring and was forced out into her quivering pussy. Several thick ropy strands jetted right against the back of her vagina, spilling directly into her young womb. his fingers dug into her hips, tightening without his actively thinking about it as he slowly fell forward over her back. "Jesus..." He didn't even try to keep his weight off her, he was so far into the pleasure himself that nothing registered for a few blissful moments.
It was her feeble movements under him that brought him back to himself, had him moving his hands to the bed beside her shoulders and lifting off her so she could breathe freely again. Still he could feel his cock, hard as before and aching from the pounding he'd given the girl. He started to pull back only to stop with a hiss as the silly string caught in her tail fur pulled painfully at the ring.
He looked down to see what the trouble was and let out a soft chuckle. Laying back down over her body he whispered into her ear. "Your little gift seems to want more Angel."