Paradise Isle, Christmas Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Paradise Isle, Christmas Pt. 01

... active and sexual, but they haven't been laid in two months. It's driving them crazy."

"Hmm. Good point."

She thought for a moment. "Well, Mark, you're my resident stud," she said with a chuckle. Then she reached over and laid her hand on his well-used cock. He squirmed at her touch, and she laughed.

"You could do them all. I mean you can't just do one or two of them. I know how girls are - jealous. And I imagine that applies to reindeers, too. You know, catty." And she broke up laughing.

A moment later she resumed. "I can't very well whore them out, or set up a dating web site. Can you imagine something like HotReindeer.com?" and she laughed some more.

"I do want them interested in sex for the party. But I suppose one good fucking, this week would make them happy, and they'd still be ready for the big event."

He didn't know what to say. His boss was actually asking him to screw the herd! Even he found that thought kind of funny, not to mention arousing. Sitting there satiated with Morgan's hand on his cock he felt lucky he was finished for the night - that he'd just emptied his load, into his boss.

When he didn't readily volunteer. She looked at him and chuckled. "It won't be too difficult a task for you, will it? Are you going to demand a bonus for reindeer fucking services provided?

"They're not too bizarre for you, are they?

"What man wouldn't want to screw a herd of reindeer?

By the time she was finished harassing him she was again laughing ...

... so hard, she had rolled comfortably onto his chest.

He just lounged there, trying to decide how he felt about the 'task' she was proposing.

It took her awhile to recover, catch her breath and wipe the tears from her eyes. All the while he just sat there debating with himself. Of course, he could screw six girls in a week. But could he do it on request from his boss? And could he fuck the reindeer? He liked them all. Especially Vixen.

Finally, she removed her hand from his crotch and climbing off the bed, she straightened her sexy night gown.

She stood there for a moment looking down at him with a gentle smile.

"So, are you good, Mark? Will you take care of my reindeer. Give them some relief? Keep them happy?

He looked up at her, for a moment. "Yes." Then slowly, he broke into a grin, "If I can. It'll be a lot of work."

She laughed. "Oh, don't get me started. I've had enough fun for one night." But then she began giggling. "Just think. You'll earn another medal for being the only Marine in history to screw six reindeer." And then she broke out laughing again.

He couldn't not join in, so they both laughed for a while.

When she at last regained control, she took a step toward the door, but stopped before opening it.

She turned back to him. "But only once per. And I want it all done this week. I do want them nice and horny for the party."

"Yes, mam," he said, seriously.

"Good. And thanks. I owe you one," she said as she left his room, closing ...