Rock’n Around the Christmas Tree by lastone222
Get ready to heat up your holiday season with 'Rock'n Around the Christmas Tree' by lastone222. This tantalizing erotic sex story blends festive cheer with steamy encounters, igniting passion in the spirit of Christmas. Dive into a captivating narrative that promises excitement and intimacy. Perfect for those looking to spice up their winter nights!<br/>
A couple repay a debt
Rock’n Around the Christmas Tree
by Lastone
On Christmas Eve three teens are walking home in the snow. When tragedy almost strikes the boy/girl couple can’t thank the remaining boy enough.
Or can they?
(mmf-teens, youths, 1st)
If you are under 18 this story isn’t for you. If it’s illegal to read it where you are it also isn’t for you. Please go elsewhere. Remember it’s all fiction, no one was harmed in the writing this story and it never took place. Feedback or comments to lastone222@hotmail.com
I felt like excess baggage walking with the two others, almost to the point of being uncomfortable knowing I was a last minute addition after showing up at Rob’s house. He and Lisa were about to leave for the annual Christmas carol pageant in the village common that was held every Christmas Eve. I actually didn’t want to go but they insisted I tag along, so I did. Rob was a good friend of mine but he had been spending a lot of time with Lisa since school had started.
They were meant for each other, both of them boarding on the threshold of being nerds. Not that I am a fag but Rob was a nice looking guy, medium build and dark hair. Lisa was standard fair, long blonde hair, great physique including her long legs and a set of knockers that looked like flower buds waiting to blossom into fruit. Physically they each could have done better but in the intellect department they were intended for each other. They were just goofy, very smart but goofy and seriously immature. One thing I can say for them that they were dedicated to each other.
It looked like a Currier and Ives picture on the way home, light snow falling, covering everything in sight. Christmas Eve couldn’t have been any more beautiful. Together we walked along the sidewalk from the village center back to Lisa’s house. The sing-a-long was over, it was getting late, but a cup of hot chocolate was too tempting to pass up.
The driver of the Blue Ford Explorer did his best to control the skid but even with four wheel drive the roads were slicker than grease. He was going excessively fast with five inches of snow on top of an ice covered road it was disaster waiting to happen.
Instinct took over when I was the only one to see him coming at us. Somehow I had managed to muster up enough strength to give a firm sudden shove that propelled Rob, Lisa followed by myself into the rhododendron bushes. The two were confused and upset at first not knowing what was going on but when they came up from the snow covered bushes they couldn’t believe how close we were to being knocked off.
The SUV popped the curb coming to a stop on top of our footprints. It was too close for comfort. If he had hit us it surely would have done some serious harm if not killed us. Lisa was the first to comprehend how close it was breaking down into tears. We all comforted each other while we heard the sounds of a siren from the police approaching. Turns out the guy was intoxicated. The police officers hauled him away after taking down our names then leaving us saturated from wet snow to fend for ourselves
Snow covered and freezing we journeyed down the walkway once again until arriving at Lisa’s house. Without her parents home the house was deserted except for us. Her parents would be home sometime after candlelight services wrapped up around midnight. Her mom had gone outrageously wild in decorating the house with Christmas decorations, they were everywhere. In the lower level there was this gorgeous tree all lit up in multi colored lights across from the fireplace. Lisa made us cocoa before we retreated down the stairs to enjoy the balance of the evening. She wasn’t holding back either, before filling the cups a healthy measure of Kahlua was added.
All the talk was about the close call, repeatedly thanking me for saving their lives by pushing them out of the way. Over and over they wanted to know how they could ever thank me, how they could repay me for the feat. It was getting sickening; it started on the walk home and continued while drinking the warm chocolate.
There’s just so much a guy can take, sure I did a good deed but who wouldn’t have in the same situation but I didn’t need to be thanked so many times nor did they ever have to repay me in any shape or form. It got so bad listening to it relentlessly I wandered over to the corner of the room, turned on the television, and started playing Sonic the Hedgehog on the Sega game console.
That’s when it started to get interesting. Out of the corner of my eye I watched them begin to start petting, casually at first but within a few minutes they seemed to forget I was even in the room. I couldn’t see a lot from my vantage point but enough that I was getting turned on. Gradually their bodies slipped further down into the depths of the cushions on the sofa. From what I could see it wasn’t a game of kissy face, oh no it was much more than that. I scooted my ass over to get a better view and was rewarded.
No skin showing but they lay side by side with Lisa on the inside and Rob nuzzled up close to her body. His hands were a roaming, running up her backside back down on her side getting awfully close to her breasts. Murmurs escaping from both their mouths, then there was a distinct moan that leaked from Lisa. By this time my eyes were glued to the sofa, to hell with the video game. Oblivious that I was a mere ten feet away they continued on with the cuddling until it turned into fondling as Rob’s hands journeyed underneath of Lisa’s loose fitting sweater. When his hands advanced onto her tits Lisa’s eyes burst wide open while trying unsuccessfully to push them away.
This was getting inconceivable. With out a lot of resistance Rob didn’t waste any time. It was only after the sweater lay on the floor they become conscious someone was watching. It was obvious I was turned on as I made an effort to conceal the protrusion sticking up in my pants. Lisa fumbled around on the floor for the sweater while Rob stared blankly into space. My moment of marvel was over, or so I thought. Not wanting to lose the presentation before me, in a desperate request I blurted out I wanted repayment for saving their lives.
Dumbfounded they laid there not quite sure what to do. Reassuring their reservations I asked to be allowed to watch their hanky-panky. While pondering my invitation I followed up with words of encouragement to keep them distracted from what they were doing or what they were about to do. It didn’t do any harm explaining how they were still alive because of my swift actions. It worked, they cautiously agreed although hesitant at first.
Wanting to make them a bit more comfortable with it I turned off all the lights except for the miniature glowing lights of the Christmas tree only a few feet away causing a colorful gleam to sparkle across the now dimly lit room. I continued to sit back far enough not to be an annoyance and let the performance begin.