Pumped Full on Christmas

Pumped Full on Christmas

 

JD

 

NOTE TO READERS                                                                           

 

This is a new erotica story with explicit themes involving sexual erotic themes. Intended for mature audiences.

 

 

Copyright © 2014 JD

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Pumped Full on Christmas

 

 

            I looked everything over one last time as I heard someone coming up the steps from the basement. It was Don wearing flannel pants and a tank top. He stopped looking around the living room with a sleepy smile. The tree was lit, the decorations they had done were sparkling and there were gifts under the tree. To make things better it was snowing outside in the dawns early light. Sometimes I just lived right. I was wrapped in a long silk robe with my hair in a towel, as if just out of the shower.

“Merry Christmas Don!” I said cheerfully. He grinned.

“Merry Christmas Candy! Is that coffee I smell?”
“It is and breakfast is ready, but don’t touch until after presents right?” He agreed.

“Great, I will be right back, is everyone stirring downstairs?” He nodded reaching for the pot of coffee.

“They will be up soon.”

“Cool.” I waved and headed back down the hall to the study. The living room was for a traditional Christmas and the study would be for the not so traditional Christmas. I had got an idea while we discussed fetishes the night of my “welcome back to the living party” the guys had thrown for me. This morning was going to be a silly, traditional Christmas of a sort and then a test of something I thought might turn the guys on. The study was all copper and brass decorations with lights and very comfortable furniture. I opened a suit I had ordered after the previous week’s party. Well one of them.

It never ceased to amaze what you could get with enough money. I tugged on the suit, glad I had practiced the last few days because it took a while. Then I had to adjust the clothing over the suite which took some doing. I was glad my leg was doing better now or this would have been almost impossible. I fluffed out my hair and arranged it as I wanted it, checking the mirror. It was difficult to move properly, as I could barely bend my arms in it, but this was going to be worth it.  Not to mention I was beginning to like this kind of suit.  I walked in to the living room with a red bag singing.

“Ho, ho, ho~” I knew I looked ridiculous, but it was very Christmas too. They all looked over and their jaws dropped. After a moment of silence the three began laughing and clapping.

“I am Candy Claus! I hope you all have been good men this year?”

I had died my hair snow white and found a sexy Ms Claus fat suit. Especially made for my measurements. With the suite my breasts looked a full foot or more strait our and almost that much around. These were over an even bigger belly with a matching rear end. Even my arms and legs were fatter in red tights. The suit was red with white furry fringe at the sleeves, skirt hem and throat. A wide black belt circled the mighty girth.  I was Miss Claus alright. They were amazed and to my relief delighted. I had discovered one chair in the room I could sit in with the suit and made my way there.

“Shall we exchange gifts gentlemen?” They laughingly agreed and I handed out what I had in the bag and they passed around from the tree.  That was a good thing because it would have been hard for me to get around down on the ground. The one big chair barely held me. Jack brought me my coffee and they all thanked me for the Christmas spirit. We opened are first gifts and the three geeks did a great job with gifts.

I recognize I am a hard woman to buy for. When you consider if I see anything I like I just buy it right away, they found some great gaming stuff and comics I had not heard of. It was delightful. I had found for them equipment and toys I had heard they wanted for work or home.  They knew I was obscenely wealthy and I tried not to rub it in too much, yet a few of the gifts just called out to be bought. They loved them as much as I did mine and we ate breakfast. I ate at the counter. It was easier with the suit. The arms really did not like to bend.

“So, are you going to be dressed like that all day?” Jack asked. I had seen that they were eying me and the way the skirt showed the well-shaped giant ass. It was time for the less traditional Christmas.

“Oh a little longer. We have stockings hung by the chimney in the study remember?” They followed my slow progress down the hall, chuckling at my waddling gait. All three had seemed to be turned on by my pudgy middle the previous week and this was a good test for New Years. When I waddled into the study I discovered two things. One was that the movement of the fat suit, sliding over my body, was a turn on. The second thing was that sometime during breakfast one of the guys had sneaked down the hall and added another stocking. The thing was hefty bag sized, red with my name in cotton white! I froze, astounded by them, again.

“MERRY CHRISTMAS CANDY!” The three shouted and I swear I almost cried. It was amazing, they were amazing to me. I sniffled and they came forward and gave me a hug, as far as they could reach around the suite.

I thanked them all, a little misty and then decided I needed a Mimosa. I gestured to the wet bar covered in pastries and pitchers of iced orange juice with champagne.

“Let’s get comfortable and go through our stockings.” Bob had to help me sit on the floor. Between a pillow and the fat suit ass it raised my body up so my leg was at an angle. I couldn’t really bend my limbs so they were straight out and spread. I had to keep a hand on the skirt to keep it from flipping up and showing the panties

          We got our drinks and munched some eclairs, going through the stocking. They had loaded me up with my favorite toys. Most needed batteries, which they supplied. They had received pumps, jellies, oils, all of which were the highest quality with the best performance. This stuff was not advertised. You had to know someone.  In fact I had not tried any of that brand yet myself.

“They are all natural, no side effects and maximum results. I haven’t even tried that stuff yet.” I was becoming hornier in the suit as every move was like the suit was hugging and caressing me. Not to mention I was getting warm and that was another turn on for me. We drank and ate eclairs. Don was my designated food man. He would pass them over to me, as well as my glass so we got a pretty good buzz going for first thing in the morning.

Joking around Don teased my keeping a chocolate cream donuts out of reach while the other laughed. I swatted him with a stiff arm and it knocked me off balance. I slipped backward of of the pillow and landed on my back. The pillow was under my fat suited thighs and I realized laughing that I could not get up. Don was concerned at first.

“Are you alright Candy, jeez I am sorry.” When I calmed my giggles and assured him I was fine.

“Accept I cannot get up.” I demonstrated flapping my arms and trying to rock back and forth. They all laughed and I joined them.

“Well help her out dude.” Bob told Don.

OK, no worries…wait a minute. Has it ever occurred to anyone that the whole world is judged whether they are naughty or nice, but not Clause, Candy Clause?” The other two found that an interesting concept and I was for a moment left there. Because of the size of the stuffed boobs my vision was blocked.

“Uh guy’s, a little help here. Maybe a doughnut at least? A drink?” I asked hopefully, giggling at the humor of it. I rocked back and forth a moment and my arousal was begging to rise. I tried to lay still and then Don sat next to me again. He held up a doughnut, tantalizingly close.

“One of these Ms Claus. Hm. We think we need to find out if you are naughty or nice yet. Here is a drink though.” He put a pillow under my shoulders and readjusted the ones under my hips. I was still at a downward angle unable to get up, but the eating and drinking would work for now until I found out what they were up to. I was able to gulp what he poured down my throat. I was becoming drunk enough that my positioning did not suggest anything. Don held an eclair up and I licked it and took a small bite, sucking some cream out of it with arched eyebrows. He did the same and then offered it again while licking his lips. I was definitely getting distracted. The food and fat suit were working out. Don put a hand on the big belly, out of my sight and jiggled it. I gasped and moaned as my aroused body responded.

“I think she was naughty this year.” I heard Bob then.

“Damn, that jelly is amazing.” Then I heard the sound of a pump and knew they were playing with their toys. I just wished I could see it.

“This velvet covered belly and boobs feel incredibly real. They even jiggle too.” He jiggled the stuffed padding over my tits and the friction of it slid over my nipples causing a groan of need from me. He fed me another wonderful Bavarian cream and I barely noticed a breeze on my pussy. Then I felt something wet down there and a tingling began. The complete surprise made me stiffen and I almost had an orgasm but it faded a little. Then I felt a tingling on my rear and realized they had opened both flaps down there. The suite was specially made, like I said. Once again these wonderful guys were getting me incredibly horny and I flapped my arms and twitched my legs as Don jiggled the suit and began kissing me and squirting cream into my mouth. Then out of nowhere, one of my stocking stuffer was used to stuff me. I felt the head of a dildo enter both my pussy and ass at the same time. It was the two headed one they had got me. It was turned on and I stiffened as it vibrated and was slid in and out. My arousal rose higher and then my toy was switched to the second setting, and then the third. Don was next to me jiggling the suit, I could hear Jack really enjoying his toys and I was sure Bob was the one working the dildo. Not being able to see what was going to happen next jacked the enjoyment through the roof and I was gasping and moaning uncontrollable. When I had my orgasm it was a body tremble. Bob turned the machine off and Don helpfully sat me up and gave me a drink. I was hot and very sweaty, so the cool Mimosa tasted fantastic. I gulped a whole glass of it quickly. The second one helped me cool down a little.

“Wow guys that was amazing. I love this suit. I can’t tell what is coming next. If it was anyone else I would be worried but with you guys it is incredible. Thank you!” No that she was propped up she could see around more and Jack had pulled his pants up and was drinking a glass with a grin.

‘That was fun.” Jack said after a belch and they all laughed. “But should we let you out of the suit now?” I shook my head.

“It is hot in here but no way. Those flaps are supposed to let you three find a way to really get some of this Candy!” They were surprised, but up for the challenge. “Just somebody feed me please. I like feeling stuffed in a fat suit. Just don’t jiggle me too much.” Bob took over and “accidentally” smeared some of the cream over my cheeks and had to lick it off. The whole situation was such a new experience everything they did was a turn on. If this was like other sexual play I have learned over the years, the newness would take a long time to wear of, if it ever did.

I continued to suck up the cream and chocolate with Bob until the others figured out a drunken plan.

“Ok we think we have it figured out. We have to position you first. Are you sure you like both the suite and surprise sexual touch?” I nodded vigorously and giggled.

“Ok then let’s get you positioned. After this though you will need to get out of the suit and get some water. Otherwise you are going to be dehydrated for real.” They helped me too my feet and I waddled over to a four by six table Jack was clearing off.

“On your belly or back?” Bob asked. I thought about it while drinking another Mimosa and decided my stomach. I had not tried that yet. The smell of my own lust was begging to waft out of the suite and it made me shiver. They helped me up and I was amazed at how well the suit was holding up. I felt them wipe both my rear and pussy with a very cool cloths and it really brought my temperature down.

“Thanks guys now what?” Laying on my stomach buried my chin in the suite boobs and every shift of position felt like my breasts were being gently squeezed in the suit’s soft cups. There was some whispering and chuckling. Then a shadow moved in front of me and I tilted my head back but could only see pants.  The belly and boobs of the suit were stiff enough that I was rocked back and forth almost like a see saw and a bowl of whipped cream was put under where my face was rocking forward. I slurped it as it came in reach and my body began warming up as new need began growing. I had no idea what was going to happen, I was drunk and slurping cream. What could go wrong?

I was rocked forward until my face was just above the big bowl of cream and pillows were used to hold me right there. I had no idea how anyone would be able to position themselves but they did. I felt the jelly being rubbed over my vagina and clit. I was teased with touched and then my hair was undone so my mass of white hair fell around my face and there was n way I could see anything. My excitement grew again At this point I felt the tip of a cock sliding into my pussy and a quick thrust and I was deeply penetrated and my face went into the bowl of cream. I would rock back enough to breath and then whoever it was plunged into me again and my face and hair was covered with the whipped cream. When I rocked back I squealed with true fun and pleasure.

“More, oh yeah babies more mpph!” My face would get covered in the Bavarian cream and then out and when whoever it was came it was an explosion and we both creed out in our pleasure. When he pulled out I could hear gasping but I was trembling and flapping my suited arms. Barely able to bend them. I felt myself lifted up and then placed on my belly on the floor. There was a sheet of plastic and Jack was sitting naked with his legs spread. On his crotch was two bananas, ice cream, whipped cream and chocolate with sprinkles. Somewhere in there was his dick. My hair was already sticky as was my face and I couldn’t help myself. I wanted more. The teasing began from behind again as I was racked forward and licked and slurped, looking for Jacks penis. Every time I licked it I could hear him gasp. Now though my hair was in my face again and all I could see was the banana split covered crotch coming at me while the dildos warmed me up again in both orifices. Then I felt Don enter my dripping pussy and a dido in my rear. I squealed and found Jacks swelling cock and sucked that into my mouth. The sweet flavors filled my mouth and the smell of sex was thick as I had an orgasm three times. That one did us in for the morning. They got me out of the suit and I went upstairs to shower and sober up for dinner. One look in the mirror and I laughed. My face was sticky with chocolate and cream as was my dyed white hair. My under cloths were sweat soaked and stuck to me. I just stepped into the shower without stripping to start getting clean.

The guys did dinner and I showed up with my hair back to normal in a Santa’s helper suit exactly like the one on the fat suite except built for me. We all took some black market enhancers and after dinner they got to lick desert off of me. It was a memorable Christmas.

 

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