Not Just the Family Business

Christmas All Over Again Smut

"Can I give you your other Christmas gift now?" Sam asked.

I furrowed my brows. "What other Christmas gift?"

"Let me show you." Sam grinned.

Sam pressed his lips to mine and pulled me to my feet. He spun me around, pressing kisses to my neck and collarbone. Gently, Sam pushed me toward our bedroom with his hands on my hips.

As soon as I was inside, Sam closed the door behind us. In one swift move, he lifted me up and wrapped my legs around his waist. My fingers twisted in his hair as he walked us toward the bed. When he reached the edge of it, Sam dropped me onto it.

Without hesitation, I started undoing his belt. Once I had the zipper and button undone, I pushed his pants down. Leaving love bites on his underwear line, I began stroking him through his boxers. 

Sam's finger laced into my hair and pulled my head back. "Not that I'm protesting, but I said I was giving you a Christmas gift."

"We can both give each other a Christmas gift." I pulled his hardening cock out of the pocket in his boxers.

"Shit." Sam moaned. "How can I say no to that?"

"You can't." I grinned as I leaned forward.

Delicately, I scooped the precum trickling out of his cock up with my tongue. Its salty flavor washed over my tongue as I lowered my mouth onto his hard member. Sam groaned and threw his head back. His fingers reflexively tightened in my hair. I closed my eyes as I worked my magic on Sam's cock. When his head hit the back of my throat, I relaxed to deep-throat him.

"Fuck, Melanie." Sam moaned and started guiding me up and down his cock. "Just like that."

I hummed around him, eliciting another moan. After a few minutes like this, Sam pulled me completely off of him. I licked my lips and wiped a few tears from my eyes.

"If you keep going, I'm going to cum." Sam pulled his shirt off and then pushed me back on the bed. "So, now it's your turn."

Sam kissed me passionately as his hands started undoing the buttons of my shirt. After a few minutes of struggling, Sam got impatient and just ripped it off. Buttons went flying everywhere, but neither of us cared. His hand dexterously undid the front clasp on my bra. As soon as they were free, Sam started kneading and pulling on my tits. My back arched as I moaned into his mouth.

"You like that?" Sam whispered as his mouth attacked my neck. 

He pinched my nipple, and I shrieked with pleasure. Sam chuckled as his mouth moved lower. Finally, he sucked one of my breasts into his mouth. He switched back and forth for a while, biting and squeezing each of my tits. As a reflex to one of his assaults on my chest, my pelvis rose, colliding with his. Sam ground into me.

"You're still wearing too many clothes." Sam kissed down my stomach. "Good thing I can fix that."

With a quick tug, Sam ripped my leggings and underwear down my legs. I gasped in surprise as the cool air hit me. I had just shaved the other day, so I'm sure he could see my arousal glistening.

He didn't say anything as he kissed down to my anti-possession tattoo. "This is the sexiest idea you've ever had. Have I told you that?"

"No." I gasped as Sam's mouth moved to the inside of my thighs.

"Someone is excited." I could feel Sam's breath on my exposed womanhood.

"Always for you." I brushed his hair out of his face.

"That's right. This..." Sam slipped a finger inside me. "Is all mine."

"All yours." I gasped and moaned Sam's name as he added another finger.

He worked them into me at a quick speed, curling them to stimulate my G-spot. My back arched off the bed as Sam's mouth attached to my clit. He sucked on it and swirled his tongue around it before biting it gently. He used his fingers to stretch me out some before adding a third.

"Sam, I'm gonna...c-cu—"

I moaned as my fingers laced in Sam's hair pulling him closer to me. My hips bucked uncontrollably as my orgasm crested over me. Sam kept up his brutal attack on my pussy all the way through.

When I finally stopped shaking, Sam pulled away from me. "Flip over."

"Yes, sir." I flipped onto my stomach and pointed my ass into the air, knowing he wanted to do doggy style.

"Mmm, the things you do to me, Melanie." The bed sank as Sam joined me on it.

"You gonna show me?" I wiggled my ass.

Sam smacked it hard. I yelped as the pain slowly turned into pleasure. Another stinging strike landed on my other ass cheek as I continued to sway my hips back and forth. Then, I felt Sam's bulbous head at my entrance. He pressed into me until he bottomed out. We both moaned with pleasure as Sam filled me all the way.

"Fuck, Melanie." Sam breathed as he began to thrust. "You're always so tight."

My pussy clenched each time he pulled back, trying to keep him in me. Before long, he had sped up to a punishing rate. His fingers dug into my hips hard enough to leave bruises. He only let go to give my ass another slap. At some point, his hand tangled into my hair and pulled my head back. He leaned over to whisper to me.

"You like that don't you." Sam smacked my ass, causing me to clench and moan. "You like when I fuck you rough."

"Yes." I moaned. "Don't stop. I'm cl-close."

Sam's other hand snaked between my legs and rubbed circles on my clit. That was all the encouragement I needed. I screamed in pleasure as another orgasm washed over me. I collapsed onto my stomach as my arms gave out under me. As I continued to spasm around him, Sam came, too. His hands squeezed my hips tightly as he jerked behind me. I could feel his warm cum filling me.

Once his orgasm was finished, Sam slowly pulled out of me. Returning to his non-dominant demeanor, Sam gently flipped me over and pressed a kiss to my lips. 

"I'm going to get you cleaned up." Sam walked to the bathroom.

He opened the door and peeked in before heading inside. The bathroom joined the two bedrooms, so he had to make sure Dean wasn't lurking. He returned with a damp washcloth in his hand.

Sam wiped down my tender womanhood with me twitching each time he touched my sensitive bud. "Let's get you out of that top."

I nodded as Sam pulled me to a sitting position and pulled my ruined shirt and unclasped bra off my body. He then slipped his white, patterned shirt onto my body. Brushing my hair out of my face, Sam looked into my eyes.

"I didn't hurt you, baby, did I?" Sam asked.

A new surge of arousal swept through me at him calling me baby, but my tender pussy couldn't take another round tonight. "No, Sammy. It was perfect." I pressed a sweet kiss to his lips. "I'm just tired."

Sam scooped me up in his arms and carried me around to my side of the bed. Somehow, he was able to pull the sheets out for me. Once I was settled, he tucked me in and kissed my temple before joining me. 

Pulling me tight to his body and wrapping his strong arms around me, Sam whispered, "I love you, Mel. Merry Christmas."

"I love you, too, Sammy," I mumbled, closing my eyes. "Merry Christmas."

"You're the best present I could've asked for." That was all I heard before drifting off to sleep.