Becca Bellamy
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A Very Naughty Secret Santa - Part 2
🕑 Added 2021-12-23 07:41:08 +0000 UTCClick here to read the first part of the story.
“Danny,” the security guard at the front desk said as Danny approached.
“Alan, hey, how’s it going?” Danny asked.
“Good, good,” Alan replied. “I have a package for you.”
“A package? Really?” Danny asked.
Alan rifled through the small collection of packages under his desk and handed Danny a small box.
“Thanks,” Danny said. “Happy holidays, Alan.”
Alan smiled. “You too.”
Danny had never received a package at the front desk and it didn’t have a mailing label on it, which meant it was almost certainly dropped off by someone. Danny was eager enough to reveal the contents of that he cut it open with his keys and peered inside while waiting for the elevator.
There was a smaller, elegantly-wrapped box waiting inside and Danny immediately turned and headed back for the front desk. “Alan, sorry, but do you know who this package was from? Who dropped it off, I mean?”
“No, sorry. It was actually on the desk when I got here. Someone must have left it with the night shift,” Alan said. “Is everything okay?”
“Oh, yeah, of course,” Danny said as he tried to backtrack on the eagerness that had been obvious in his voice when he’d come over. “It doesn’t say who it’s from, so I was just curious. Thanks.”
Alan nodded and Danny headed back to the elevator bank and stepped in as the door opened. He would have opened the gift, but he had no doubt it was from his Secret Santa and there was no way of knowing what was inside, so he certainly wasn’t going to open it in front of everyone on the elevator.
Danny made his way to his desk, breathed a mild sigh of relief that Wyatt hadn’t gotten into work yet, and tore open the gift as quickly as possible. “What is this?” he asked himself as he stared at the tapered blue cylinder with a small flared handle at one end.
Danny nearly dropped the item when it began vibrating in his hand. He studied it to see if he’d somehow turned it on by accident, but he couldn’t find a button to activate it. The vibrations stopped a moment later and when his mild panic faded Danny realized he was almost certainly holding a sex toy of some sort.
His phone ran and he pulled it out his pocket and saw the words ‘Secret Santa’ on the screen. He’d entered the mystery girl’s number in his phone to make it easier to know when she was calling.
Danny tapped the green button and said, “Hello?”
“Do you know what it is, Danny?” she asked.
“No,” he answered.
“Aww, I’m a little disappointed. Though I suppose I should be happy because I get to show you just how much fun it is to play with your ass,” she said.
Danny stared at the toy and its purpose became obvious. The top end was thin and smooth and the tapered cylinders got larger as it neared the bottom. It was, in a way, like a string of anal beads had been bred with a dildo, and the flared handle almost certainly meant it was designed to go inside someone’s rectum.
“Please,” Danny said. “Don’t make me do this.”
“Danny, didn’t I make you feel good yesterday? Didn’t I give you the most incredible gift?” she asked.
“Yes, you did,” he admitted. “Don’t you think there’s a chance that I’m going to give you another great gift today?”
“But…this is a…this is a butt plug, right?” he whispered.
“Technically it’s a vibrating butt plug,” she said. “And you’re going to wear it and I’m going to control when it vibrates.”
Danny felt his asshole tighten at the mere mention of wearing the item he held in his hand.
“I left another present for you in the top drawer of your desk,” she said.
Danny reached out and hesitated for a moment. Any number of things could be in that drawer. There was no way out, though. He was committed to whatever game the woman on the other end of the phone wanted to play, so Danny opened the drawer and saw a red lace thong resting in it.
“Aren’t they pretty?” she asked.
“Are they yours?” Danny replied as he felt a little bit of excitement rush between his legs.
“Of course they are,” she said. “You don’t think your Secret Santa would give you a pair of panties that she hadn’t worn, do you?”
“No, I guess not,” Danny answered.
“I wore them to bed last night,” she said. “I masturbated in them before I went to sleep, Danny. I masturbated just for you. I held my vibrator against them and I soaked them with my juices as I thought about you eating that thick, creamy load of cum from those pretty panties I wore while my boss fucked me. Isn’t that just the most delicious thing, Danny? Don’t you love that I came in those panties? Don’t you love that they’re soaked with my juices?”
“Yes,” Danny answered as he plucked the panties from the drawer and ran his fingers over them. He couldn’t believe it, but he held them under his nose and inhaled deeply. Her scent was all over the panties and it filled him with a potent kind of lust.
“You’ll find a little bottle of lube in your drawer too, Danny. Take it, the butt plug, and the panties to the bathroom. Lube your ass and the plug and then slip it inside you. Then, put the panties on. I’ll call you in five minutes. I expect you to be done by then,” she said.
The call ended and Danny found the lube in the drawer, stuffed it, the panties, and the butt plug in his pocket and headed for the bathroom.
“Hey, Danny,” Wyatt said as he rounded the corner. “I got you a coffee.”
Wyatt extended the cup in hand and Danny did his best not to slap it away so he could get to the bathroom. “Wyatt, thanks. Could you leave it on my desk, though? I…well, I really need to get to the bathroom.”
“Whoa, no problem, man. Don’t let me stop you from a bathroom emergency,” Wyatt said.
Danny didn’t love that Wyatt now thought he was suffering from a bowel issue, but he didn’t have time to argue. He rushed to the bathroom, locked himself in the same stall he’d masturbated in the day before, pulled the three items from his pocket, and dropped his pants.
“Okay,” Danny said softly. “You can do this. Do you want to do this? Probably not. But you definitely can do this, so why not do it? Why not just put this thing in your ass.”
He popped the top on the bottle of lube and squirted some onto his fingers. It was thicker than he expected and exceptionally slick, though that seemed like a good thing given where it was going to be used. Danny took a deep breath, reached back, and rubbed the lube over his asshole. It was the first time in his life he’d touched that area for anything other than cleaning purposes and it felt exceptionally strange.
Danny lubed the toy next, took an even deeper breath, and reached back. He pressed it against his asshole and was astounded at how easily it slipped inside him. The deeper he went the more difficult it was, but Danny was determined not to cross his Secret Santa, for she unquestionably had the means to get him fired.
The toy was a little uncomfortable once it rested inside him, but it wasn’t painful. It was odd – though also oddly thrilling – to feel something inside him in that way, but it wasn’t unpleasant.
Danny knew he should have been more concerned about wearing a pair of panties for the second time in two days, but he wasn’t. He didn’t want to fully embrace it, but he was actually a little bit excited to do so, especially since he knew his Secret Santa had worn them and, if she was to be believed, that she’d cum in them. It certainly smelled as if that was the case, at least.
Danny stepped into the panties and pulled them up until they were snug against his crotch. The lace felt warm and soft outside of one part that was a little bit crusty, no doubt from the juices created by her masturbation.
Danny bent over to pull up his pants when the vibrator turned on. He shot straight up and his eyes went wide as an array of sensations unlike any he’d ever experienced emanated from his backside. It was, much to his surprise, hugely pleasurable. It felt like the vibrations were tickling something utterly delightful inside him and while he didn’t get hard, Danny did feel as though he might very well cum if the vibrations went on long enough.
The vibrations stopped and a moment later Danny’s phone rang. He pulled up his pants, pulled it from his pocket, and answered with a breathless, “Oh my god.”
“It feels good, doesn’t it?” she asked.
“It feels incredible,” he replied.
“I knew you’d be the kind of naughty boy that I like to play with, Danny,” she said.
Danny wasn’t entirely sure he wanted to be thought of as a naughty boy, though it was hard to deny that he enjoyed the feeling of the toy vibrating in his ass.
“Don’t clam up on me now, Danny,” she said. “And don’t deny that you’re a naughty boy. You have a vibrating butt plug up your ass and you’re wearing my soiled panties. And, most of all, you like it, don’t you?”
Danny closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and admitted, “Yes, I like it.” The vibrator turned on and he leaned against the stall’s wall as the pleasure once again emanated from his asshole.
“You know what I like, Danny? That I have total control,” she said. “I can give you pleasure whenever I want. I can make that little toy vibrate when you’re at your desk, when you’re in a meeting, when you’re talking with that boring boss of yours, when you’re talking with your friend in the next cubicle, when you’re eating lunch, whenever I damn well please.”
For some reason, Danny hadn’t considered just how much power he’d given her by putting the toy in his ass. If she was watching him closely, she could make his day exceptionally difficult.
“Don’t you have a meeting with your entire department today?” she asked.
“Yes, I do,” Danny admitted as the vibrations of the butt plug made it exceptionally difficult to talk or think.
“I wonder what would happen if I turned on this little toy while you were in that meeting? Do you think your boss would notice that you were writhing in your chair? Do you think your coworkers would notice? Do you think you’d have an orgasm if I left it on for the whole meeting, Danny? Do you think you’d cum in your pretty red panties in front of all your coworkers and your boss?” she asked.
Danny was absolutely certain he’d cum. He wasn’t sure what was happening inside him to make that a certainty, but the sensations he felt were guaranteed to lead to an orgasm, and he couldn’t have that, not while in a meeting.
“Please, don’t do that,” he said.
The vibrator turned off and the woman on the other end of the line giggled softly. “A few months ago my boss bought me a vibrator that he controlled. It wasn’t for my ass, of course, but it was the same intent. He got such a thrill out of turning it on and watching me writhe as it offered my clit an intense kind of pleasure. He’s a man that likes to be in control, of course, and it turns out that I’m a woman that likes to be in control. That’s why I picked you to play with, Danny. You’re a man that wants to surrender control, whether you know it or not.”
“Please just don’t make me cum during my meeting,” Danny said.
“Do I have control over you, Danny?” she asked.
“Yes, you do,” he admitted. It was true, so there was no point in denying it.
“I like that, Danny. It turns me on. It makes me want to play with my pussy, but I can’t really do that at my desk, can I?” she asked.
“No, I guess not,” Danny replied.
“I could get fucked,” she said.
Danny thought of the dirty talk she’d offered him the day before while he was masturbating. She’d painted a rather lurid picture of having sex with her boss and it had proved to be a powerful source of arousal that had led to an exceptional orgasm.
“Right now, you mean?” Danny asked.
“My boss is always in the mood to fuck me,” she explained. “Even if he’s on the phone, I just have to walk in there and get on my knees in front of him and he’ll get off the line. Once I’ve got my lips around his cock he can’t resist me. I really like that. It does make me feel like I have a little bit of control over him, though I suppose any man is willing to surrender just a bit of control to the woman that happily makes him cum, especially if she’s not interested in breaking up his marriage and getting into a real relationship.”
“Your boss is married?” Danny asked.
“He wouldn’t be fucking me if he wasn’t, Danny,” she said. “He wouldn’t be so desperate for pussy that he’d fuck someone that works for him if he wasn’t married and bored out of his mind because he neglected his wife a little too much for her to be willing to fuck him with any sort of regularity.”
“Do you like fucking him?” Danny asked.
“I love fucking him,” she answered. “I love his cock. I love how hard he fucks me. I love how aggressive he gets right before he’s about to cum inside me. In fact, I love it so much that I need it right now. Would you like to listen, Danny? I could bring my phone in with me and you could listen as my boss fucks me. Would you enjoy that?”
“Yes,” Danny answered.
“I’m going to turn your little vibrator on, Danny,” she said. “I don’t want you touching your cock and I don’t want you pulling out the toy. I want you to listen to me getting fucked. Think of it as me cuckolding you if you’d like. With any luck, you’ll cum in your panties and make a sticky, nasty mess.”
The vibrator turned on and Danny sat down in the stall as that same sense of pleasure once again ripped through his body. His Secret Santa hadn’t mentioned it, but Danny took off his pants. For some reason he wanted to look at his cock in the red lace panties. He knew it was weird, but he couldn’t resist.
“Are you there?” Danny asked. She didn’t answer and he assumed she’d muted him.
A moment later he heard a door open and a man’s voice. It sounded like her boss was on a business call. The door shut quietly and the man’s voice got louder. Danny didn’t recognize it, but he worked at a big company and it was entirely possible he’d never met the woman on the phone or her boss.
Danny wasn’t sure where her phone was, but it was close enough to her that he heard a zipper being lowered. Not long after he heard the sounds of a quiet blowjob and he imagined his Secret Santa sucking on her boss’s flaccid cock.
“I’m sorry, I’ll have to call you back,” he said. A moment later he added, “What are you doing?”
“What does it look like I’m doing?” she asked. “I need to get fucked, baby. I need to feel your big cock inside me. I need you to bend me over your desk and pound me like you’re so good at doing. So I’m sucking your cock. I’m giving you my mouth and I’m making you feel good so you’ll give me what I need.”
The sounds of a far more vigorous blowjob filled Danny’s ears and he closed his eyes and leaned back. He could have fought the pleasure of the experience his Secret Santa had created, but he saw no point in that. If she wanted to make him feel good, then he was going to go with it.
The bathroom door opened and Danny’s eyes shot open. “Danny?” Wyatt called out. “Are you in here?”
“Uh, yeah,” Danny said. “I’m here. What are you doing here?”
“I just came to check on you. It’s been a while, man. I know maybe it’s a little weird, but if you’re seriously sick you should probably go home,” Wyatt said.
Danny was a little touched at Wyatt’s concern for him, but the continued vibrations in his ass made it difficult to focus on that. Instead, he wanted to get his friend out of the bathroom as quickly as possible. “Thanks, man. I’m good. I really am. Honestly, I’m just taking a little extended break. I didn’t sleep well last night and I couldn’t really get it up for another day at work, so I’m doing a little slacking in here where I can’t get in trouble.”
Wyatt laughed. “Alright, man. I hear you. Have fun in here. I’ll see you back in the cubicle farm when you’re ready.”
The bathroom door shut and Danny’s focus returned to the blowjob happening in his ear. His Secret Santa sounded like she was an oral artist. At the very least her boss seemed to love it because he couldn’t stop moaning.
“Stand up,” he said. A moment later he added, “Now be a good girl and bend over my desk.”
“Yes, sir,” she replied.
“Mmm, you know you shouldn’t wear skirts this tight to work,” he said. “They’re inappropriate.”
“But I like wearing tight skirts,” she replied. “I like that they make you want me. I like that you want to fuck me when you see my ass and hips in one of my tight skirts.”
The sound of a hard smack filled Danny’s ears and she cried out, though it sounded largely playful, like they were indulging in a game of mildly kinky foreplay.
“They do make me want to fuck you,” he said. “They make every other man in the office want to fuck you too.”
“But you’re the only one I want,” she replied. “You’re the only one my pussy craves.”
Danny looked down to see his cock throbbing in her panties. They didn’t provide nearly enough room for him to fully grow, so it was a little painful. He suspected that was part of her plan, though. It wouldn’t surprise him at all to know that she wanted him to suffer a little while enjoying an erotic audio show.
“Please, fuck me,” she said. “Fuck me hard.”
Danny heard what he assumed was her skirt being pulled up around her waist. A smack on the ass followed and she moaned. They weren’t going particularly hard – probably because someone would hear if they were – but it seemed as though they were both turned on by it.
“Fuck me, sir,” she said.
A moment later her moan filled Danny’s ears. The sounds of sex soon followed. He pictured his Secret Santa – or the version of her he’d conjured in his head – bent over with her hands pressed against the desk while her boss pounded her from behind. The sound of rhythmic thrusting made it clear she was being fucked fast and hard and in Danny’s mind it was the most beautiful thing in the world.
“Harder,” she said. “Please, fuck me harder. Fuck my tight little pussy harder. Stretch me out with that big cock of yours. Stretch out my tight little cunt!”
Danny pressed his hands against the sides of the bathroom stall to keep himself from masturbating. He felt an orgasm building, but he desperately wanted to make it happen faster by grabbing hold of his cock and jerking off. He just wanted to cum to a surprisingly kinky version of his cuckold fantasy that was playing out in real time.
“Oh my god, that feels so good,” she said. “Oh, fuck, I’m cumming, I’m cumming!”
Danny’s loins tightened up as he looked down at his cock. The sight of it in panties struck him as particularly kinky in that moment and it felt like he was seconds away from cumming and making a spectacular mess.
“Tell me what you want,” his Secret Santa’s boss said.
“Cum inside me,” she begged. “Please, cum inside me.”
Danny’s orgasm washed over him a moment later. He watched as his cock bounced in the panties and filled them with cum. The heat of his juice spread over his flesh and down to his balls, making an even bigger mess than he expected. For the second time in two days, Danny had cum in a pair of panties, but instead of freaking him out, that notion provided quite the thrill.
The grunts and groans on the other end of the call made it obvious that Danny’s Secret Santa had just taken a creampie. Her moans of delight made it seem as though she found it quite pleasurable to have done so.
“Thank you, sir,” she said.
“My pleasure,” he replied. He gave her ass one last smack and said, “Now get out of my office. I need to finish that call.”
“Of course, sir,” she said.
Danny closed his eyes and took deep breaths. The vibrator turned off and a moment later she asked, “Did you enjoy that?”
“I did,” Danny said. “I came. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, Danny,” she replied. “I’m your Secret Santa. It’s my job to give you gifts you’ll appreciate. I came too, but I’m greedy and I want another orgasm. You’re going to give it to me, too.”
“How?” Danny asked.
“You’re going to clean my pussy, of course,” she said.
Danny sat up straight. “I am?” he asked.
“You know the supply closet that’s all the way at the end of the hallway on the far end of your floor?” she asked.
Danny nodded to no one at all and said, “I do.”
“Go there. Right now. You’ll find a blindfold stuffed behind a box of printer paper. Put it on and get on your knees. Text me when you’ve done it. If I found that you’ve cheated in an attempt to see me, I’ll end your career. Do you understand, Danny?” she asked.
“I do,” he replied.
“Good. Go quickly now. I don’t want too much of his yummy cum leaking out of me,” she instructed.
Danny stood, stuffed the male underwear he’d worn to work into his pocket, and rushed out of the bathroom. He tried his best to walk calmly as he made his way to the supply closet in question, but he almost certainly had a wild look in his eyes. Danny couldn’t contain it, though. Even though he’d just cum he was hugely excited to live out another fantasy of his. He was going to clean a real creampie. It was so much hotter than licking cum from her panties. Danny couldn’t wait. He just hoped his Secret Santa was serious about her intentions to have him lick up her boss’s load.
