A Jewrotica Thanksgiving
Unbeknownst to me, my mom invited Mike to sleep over, putting him up in the basement. In the middle of the night I was woken up by someone trying to pick me up.
“Huh?” I woke up. “What the hell’s going on?”
“Shhh…..” it was Mike, trying to move me to my room.
“What time is it?”
“3am…I thought I’d take you to your room and we could have a little fun…”
I sat straight up and grabbed his hand.
“That sounds like fun…” I whispered, “did I ever tell you that I love you?”
“Once or twice…”
Mike followed me upstairs to my childhood bedroom. The door had no lock on it, so we propped my desk chair against the door to keep it closed. I lay down on my twin bed, still made up with pink rosebud sheets and covered in my stuffed animal collection.
“Nice,” he said with a grin.
“Shut up,” I said, and pelted him with a stuffed animal.
As he began to undress me I noticed that he was already in his pajamas, and likely not wearing much underneath.
When I was naked he told me he had a surprise for me.
“I want you to lie on your stomach and close your eyes, okay?”
I grinned and nodded.
I could hear him open and close a plastic bag and then rub something between his hands. Then he put his hands on my back and they were warm, and greasy.
“What is that stuff?”
“Hehe, don’t worry, it’s not Turkey grease, it’s just some massage oil, but I do plan on basting you like a Turkey. Here, one minute, put your arms up over your head.”
I obeyed.
Mike tied my wrists together up over my head with some cotton string.
“There we go, nicely bound. Time for some more oil.”
He worked his way up and down my body, slathering me with oil and massaging it into my skin. Then he turned me over onto my back and started to work his way from my toes up my body. When he got to my breasts he said, “close your eyes again…”
He left the bed for a minute and then came back. I could hear him uncorking something. He drizzled something on one of my breasts and then started to lick it off, then sucked my nipple. I started to moan.
“Fuck, that feels amazing. What did you just put on my breast?”
“Just some brandy…”
I whimpered as he moved to the other breast
“Want some?”
I nodded wildly.
At some point I guess he had stripped off his clothes because an instant later he stretched his warm naked body on top of me and pressed his lips against mine. I opened my mouth for a kiss and he flooded my mouth with brandy. I struggled to gulp it all down.
“Yum. More.”
“Oh no, you’ve had quite enough to drink young lady. You’re marinated and basted. I think it’s time for some stuffing. But I might have to prepare the cavity a bit first.”
My eyes widened. I knew there was a reason I was living with this guy.
He spread my legs and proceeded to explore my pussy with his fingers, then with his tongue. He opened me up, licking and sucking his way up my legs, kissing his way up my inner thighs, taking me nearly to the brink of orgasm until I was begging him to fuck me.
“What do you want me to do?” he asked.
“Fuck me,” I rasped.
“Nope. Try again.”
“Mike…please!”
“I don’t fuck Turkeys. Hmmm, my little basted turkey, what should I do?”
“Stuff me?”
“With pleasure,” Mike said, as he thrust himself inside of me.
It was our first thanksgiving together, and one I will never forget.
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