To Mai Surprise
Disclaimer: I do not own The Nine Lives of Chloe King, nor do I profit from any of my stories.
Warning: This story is rated M and is intended for mature audiences only. Reader discretion is advised.
Chapter 14
Alek had a meeting with Kai about a Cetacea who wanted to join their alliance, so Amy and Jasmine took me shopping. We got to Pier 39, we split up. It was early in the morning, so we had all day to shop. There were only three days until Christmas, and I still had a ton of shopping to do. I wasn't sure what to get Amy of Aunt Valentina, but Jasmine, Paul, Alek, and Meredith were pretty easy to shop for.
I bought Jasmine an authentic Japanese weapon set, that included a katana, a tanto, and a wall mount. The set was imported and about two thousand dollars, but quality isn't cheap. For Paul, I bought a handcrafted ocarina with a triforce insignia, like the one in The Legend of Zelda. For Meredith, I found two first class, all expenses paid tickets for an 18 day cruise from San Francisco, to the Bahamas, and back; she could bring Alek, a friend, or a 'significant other.' Alek, well, he would get his gift once we were at Kirkwood, so he could 'unwrap' it privately.
The one's that were hard to shop for are Amy and Aunt Val. Aunt Valentina is so hard to shop for because she already has everything she needs and has enough money to buy anything she could ever want. As a last ditch effort, I decided to take Jasmine to a professional photographer. Aunt Val would get a nice set of pictures of her daughter and niece, in fancy frames. Lame, I know. But it was the only thing I could think of.
Amy is a whole different problem. While she can afford anything she could ever dream of, I was on the lookout for the perfect gift. I finally decided to get Amy a puppy. She was always talking about getting a dog, her dads even said she could have one if she wanted to. The issue was in actually attaining a dog. Amy flat out refused to get a dog from a pet store, insisting on a rescue dog. Yet she didn't have the heart to go to the humane society. Last time she went there, she ended up crying because she couldn't take all the animals home.
Once we were finished with the photo shoot, Jasmine and I headed to the San Francisco SPCA. After an hour of deliberating, we decided on Sally, a grey 9-month terrier mix. She was outgoing and friendly, a bit crazy and very loveable; just like Amy. We dropped Sally off at our apartment, and then went to PETCO to get supplies. Our trunk was filled with shopping bags, containing a food and water dish, a collar and leash, a giant bag of dog food, a dog bed, doggy shampoo and brushes, a dog house, and a massive amount of dog toys and treats.
On Christmas Eve, everyone celebrated at Alek's house. His mom had two spare bedrooms and a pull out couch in the living room. Amy and Paul came over, Aunt Valentina and Jasmine as well, so it was all one big party. We decided to open all our gifts on Christmas morning, all except for one. Amy's gift was hidden in one of the spare bedrooms, ready to surprise her. When everyone had arrived, we told Amy to put her overnight bag in the room. Without warning, Sally tackled her when she opened the door. It was the best present we could ever give her.
That night, the seven of us stayed up late goofing around, singing Christmas carols, and watching bad TV Christmas specials. I was stunned to learn that Alek had an amazing singing voice. He was the perfect tenor and sounded wonderful with my soprano and Amy's alto. The SF football team had a big game, we beat the Seahawks. The only ones who were football fans were Alek and Meredith, but we all watched the game anyway, just to see their reactions to the plays. Once, when SF scored a touchdown, Alek jumped up with a yell, spilling Mountain Dew and Doritos all over himself.
The next morning, we all got up at the crack of dawn to open presents. In a chaotic mess of wrapping paper and ribbon, the gifts were unveiled. I was shocked, and slightly embarrassed at the lingerie that Amy and Jasmine bought me, making me blush, much to their amusement. Aunt Val actually loved her gift, tearing up a bit when she realized how much we have grown in the past few years.
We ate a feast of ham, mashed potatoes, all the proper fixings, and a multitude of desserts. By the end of the day, I was stuffed, satisfied, and still excited for my mountain retreat with Alek.
The day after Christmas, I packed up everything I would need for a ten-day stay in the mountains. We loaded everything in Alek's VW bus and took off for Kirkwood.
When we arrived, our key card revealed an enormous suite with a king-sized bed. We were both exhausted, so I took a shower while Alek got ready for bed. Once I was finished, I slipped on a black nightie that Amy had bought me. It was sheer and barely covered my breasts, my nipples poking at the black lace. The nightie came down to my knees, and looked absolutely scandalous. It came with a little thong, but I decided it would be more fun without that particular article of clothing.
I exited the bathroom, to find that Alek was already in bed. I simply crawled up into bed beside him and kissed him. Moving closer, I drew his tongue in and toyed with it with my own.
Alek rolled onto me and kissed my mouth firmly before kissing my ears, and then my throat. He left a hickey on each of my shoulders, lowering the straps of my gown as he did. Alek then worked to pull my left breast out so that he could nibble on it. His kisses there were gentle but passionate. As my nipples hardened, he took one between his tongue and upper teeth and played with it. It actually got even harder, and he swirled his tongue around it before sucking it into his mouth. Alek sucked with a lot of pressure, but he used his tongue to softly massage me at the same time, so it wouldn't be painful.
I wriggled with pleasure then gave out a great moan, as his hand pried my thighs apart and slid down past my neatly trimmed bush. I welcomed it, my wriggling become writhing. This nearly turned into bucking, as his mouth continued to ravage my left breast, covering its surface in love-marks. Alek's two fingers rubbed masterfully at my clitoris in circular motions, almost pinching the little bud between the fingers.
I snapped at him to take his clothes off. He did eagerly, while watching me pull my lacy gown off. Alek attacked, kissing my back, my hips, even my butt cheeks.
I looked into Alek's eyes. "Lay down. Now." He sent me a playful glare. "Alek! Lay down! Now! Please…?" I begged him until he obeyed.
I sat above Alek, and then lifted myself up and mounted him. He pressed up firmly, and I pressed down. Together, we felt our bodies merge. Alek felt so big between my inner walls, making me swell tighter and tighter. My breasts pressed into his chest as I rocked my hips on him and moved my body back and forth. Our motions were different, but they harmonized perfectly.
I will never forget how powerful the emotions felt, that intimate connection of flesh within flesh. It was a complete experience, and it was overwhelming. As I rubbed my thighs on Alek's, I felt my own wetness on his skin. His thrusts became harder, more perfectly directed into me.
The consistent attack of his manhood on my tender insides did not ease up as my body was shot through with bright, white pleasure. This drove me to a series of highs that were so rapid and so escalated, that I collapsed on him, immobile, unable to withstand any more.
Alek kept stroking himself in me, but much slower, trying both to last longer, and to avoid causing me any discomfort. It only took me a moment to recover, and then I kissed him. "There's a mirror on the closet, the ribbon has your name on it," I murmured.
Alek sent me a questioning look. "Are you sure, Kitten?"
"I've never been more sure."
"Oh wow..."Alek was stunned. "Really?" He sent me a brilliant smile when I nodded and went to the closet to retrieve his gift.
We quickly rearranged ourselves so that I was on all fours, my breasts hanging down obscenely. Alek got behind me and kissed my labia, tasting the juices on them. We both groaned and he almost abandoned all else to spend more time doing that, but I stopped him with a light-hearted scolding. "Get back in me, dork."
Alek caressed my backside. "Your bottom is so beautiful, love." His hands slid to my hips, and held on as he inserted his erection into my womanhood from behind. From this position he always went hard and fast. It was a rough pounding.
Alek looked in the mirror to his left. I looked too and smiled at him. He had always wanted this, saying that my body was gorgeous in this position. Something about how I moved so sensually; and that my breasts hung so pornographically, that he wanted to see this. He wanted to watch it in a mirror.
I had always objected, saying it was just a little naughty for her. We were making love, not making a porno. It was about how it felt, not how we looked. But I knew Alek wanted it, so she would give him a view, just this once.
I watched his body slam against mine, swaying gracefully back and forth. Even the way my breasts hung was incredibly erotic.
Alek was kept a steady pace, stroking in and out of me. First, he rubbed my core along the left side. Then, I felt him rub along the right. Finally, Alek angled across the top wall to his my g-spot. He rotated through this new set of moves, repeating as I groaned in ecstasy.
After a while, Alek's hands gripped at my hips, and he began to grunt deep in his throat. I knew he was about to cum. "Want to watch?" I asked, motioning to the mirror.
He knew what I meant and I could see that he didn't believe I was willing to go this far for him, but he was too close to climax to question me. Alek immediately pulled out of me and we both watched in the mirror as his fist flew rapidly up and down his shaft. It was only a few seconds before he exploded his load, painting my rear with his sticky white lust.
After the last spurt, I rolled onto my back and welcomed my fiancé into an embrace. "Merry Christmas, love"
"Merry Christmas…" Alek muttered, falling asleep.
The remainder of our stay at the resort was amazing. I got to ski and snowboard for the first time, and spend lots of quality time with Alek. It was, by far, the best Christmas ever.
Merry Christmas everyone! Happy holidays! All that jazz. I know it's not a very good present, but I hope you like my gift to you. Let me know what you think.
I live in the Seattle area, but I have done my homework on San Francisco. If anyone reading this lives in the San Francisco area, know that there actually is a dog named Sally at the SF SPCA. She is a 9-month-old terrier, her ID# is 14839874. If you are interested in adopting her, please look her up at the SF SPCA website, sfspca(dot)org.
I don't plan on updating soon, lots of holiday chaos and family drama. If you want me to update in the weeks after Christmas, please review. I normally got 7 or 8 reviews for each chapter, but I know more people are reading than just 8. If I don't get enough, say 20 reviews maybe, I won't update for a while.