"Did you see the ferris wheel full of penguins?! How cute!" I proclaimed as I ran up to the Christmas display. "Not quite as cute as how excited you are about the penguins, who for some reason are wearing scarves." My boyfriend Danny squeezed my hand as he caught up to me after fighting his way through the crowd.
Next to us, a young girl was admiring the toy elves hauling Christmas presents up a grassy hill covered with faux fabric snow. "I love Candy Cane Lane!" she squealed excitedly to her mom, who was carrying a large diaper bag and toting a toddler bundled in a beanie the color of Rudolph's nose. Candy Cane Lane is a Christmas tradition where we live, since Southern California never gets actual snow, a local neighborhood puts up elaborate holiday decorations and lights them up every night for the entire month of December.
The roof of the next house boasted a life-size red sled being pulled by a familiar team of Comet, Cupid, Donner, and Vixen. "Do you think Cupid has any relation to the Valentine's Day Cupid? I mean it can't be a coincidence right?" my mind spun as I considered the relationship between the two. I shivered as I caught Danny's silhouette in the lights of the dancing reindeer. His auburn hair was cropped into a buzz cut, which only highlighted his day-old stubble that was just short enough to still be sexy. His light blue eyes gleamed, reflecting the cluster of multi-colored lights lining Candy Cane Lane.
"Are you really cold? It's only like 60 degrees! You would never make it on the East Coast." His hands were warm as they rubbed my shoulders. "Well that's why I have you, to be my personal heater!" I purred as I spun around and wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders. He pulled me closer and shifted his hips slightly down to meet me as he whispered "You know there's other things we could do besides look at Christmas lights...." His head dipped as his lips brushed the sensitive tips of my ears.
"Oh my...you are a naughty boy tonight! I would love to but there's so many people here..." the people milling around us had thickened to a throng, increasing my surprise at his obvious lust. I had spent most of the year we'd been together being the pursuer, constantly fantasizing about public exhibitionism, so his very public display of affection shot a lightning bolt from my head to my pussy, and I could feel the dampness starting between my legs.
"These people are so distracted by the jogging reindeer and ice-skating elves that they wouldn't even notice a sweet young couple making the world a little merrier..." his breath was hot on my ear as he leaned into me. As much as the prude in me didn't want to admit it, he had a good point. Everyone around us- other couples of all ages, families with small children tugging on their coats, and teenagers selling hot chocolate trying to make a buck- nobody would notice if we...
Before I could finish my thought Danny was pulling me away, easing through the crowd with his long, lean frame like he had done it a thousand times. He was heading for the darker side of the neighborhood, where less people were gathered. "Let's just see what's over here..." I know he had no intention of looking at any more Christmas decorations but against my better judgment I followed him into the darkness.
Only once we settled into a dark corner, tucked away in a dark cul-de-sac away from the chaos, did I realize I wasn't cold anymore. Wordlessly he stood behind me and pulled me to him, pushing my long blonde hair behind my back as he leaned down to tenderly lick my neck. His right hand slid around my waist to the dampness between my legs, tracing his fingers around my pussy through my black tights "Oh Danny..." A sign of pleasure escaped my lips as I surrendered to his touch, my knees buckling slightly.
Almost subconsciously, I pressed my robust ass into him, feeling his rock-hard dick between my butt cheeks. I slowly gyrated against him as he continued to tease me, rubbing around my pussy, with his other hand grabbing at my oversized sweater and traveling quickly across my hardening nipples. "Arghhhhh...rub my pussy!" I was getting impatient for him to touch me, my Victoria's Secret panties had long been soaked and I was ready for the real thing.
"You would like that wouldn't you!" His voice sounded comically jovial, and I realized he was enjoying torturing me. Suddenly he slid his hands back and pulled away from me, leaving me so off-balance I nearly tipped over when he stepped back. I opened my eyes and snapped back to reality. I did a quick survey of the area, noting that we were alone except for the crowds oohing and ahing at the decorations on the next block.
