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I carry the wrapped box into her bedroom so I can get my pants shucked down. Thankfully my athletic wear has an elastic waistband that allows me to ease them to the tops of my thighs. They stay in place.
I look around her room. I’m in her space. The blues and greens of her beloved ocean, which she never gets to see here in Peach Bottom Valley, give me an idea to take her on a vacation. I’ll rent a boat and take her out to sea. I’ll get a fucking two-seater jet ski so she has to wrap her arms around me. I’ll fuck her on the jet ski. So many ideas…goals. But first, we have to pull off tonight.
My cock is already hard, so the stroke I make over my length is simply to take the edge off. I use the tall mirror on the back of her bedroom door to position the box where she won’t be able to tell that my pants are down. The box isn’t too tall, so she’ll be able to reach in easily.
“Okay, time to unwrap your present, Babygirl,” I call out loudly.
She has a nervous smile as she enters the room. My cock twitches and I’m pretty sure pre-cum drips into the box. This won’t be a box to reuse.
“Okay Ford. I don’t know what’s going on, but shouldn’t we wait until we’re at mom and dad’s house.” She shrugs and tips her head a little.
“This can’t wait.”
She screws up her lips, pushes her glasses up a little, and shakes her head. “You know how mom is. We don’t open Christmas presents early.”
“Well, trust me, you don’t want to open this in front of our parents.”
Her eyes light up. “Is this aspecialpresent?”
“It’s special all right, and it’s only for you since you’re such a good sister.”
“Only for me? You’ve never given it to anyone else?”
Damn. That’s the difficult thing about trying to talk dirty, it can go wrong. She knows I’ve had sex, or I would presume she does. What’s her game? Does she want me to lie? No, she’s too truthful. It’s a test. Got it.
“Not in a couple years, Babygirl.”
“Why?”
“Because I realized it belonged to you.” I’ve craved this moment. My body is supercharged with the need to get my hands on her, pull her close, and make sweet love to her, but the box must stay in place.
She sets her hands on top of it and trails them over the side. “It’s so big.”
“You have no idea.” My cock is so swollen it hurts.
She takes her time removing the bow and peeling the paper down the sides. My fingers flex against the box. I’m about to snap and blow my load on the cold, thankless interior of this cardboard. They never explain that part in the damn videos.
Maggie toys with an edge of the wrapping paper. “I’ve never gotten a present like this before.”
Oh holy night, is that her confession that she’s a virgin? The stars are shining on me. Before I get excited about providing her first Noel, I test the waters. If I don’t need to be slow and careful, I won’t, but that leaves me pretty torn because I want to be her first.
“You’ve never gotten a present…this big or from a stepbrother or ever? What part of this is new?”
“The whole package…well except for the…you know…James’s gift.”
A growl rises through my chest. Her eyes widen. Hell, if that surprises her, she’ll get an earful when I fill her womb with my seed. It’s killing me to keep the box in place.Fuck the ruse.No, she likes it.
I grip one hand around the front of the box and lift the other, cupping my fingers under her chin, and brushing my thumb over her cheek. She’s so soft, so delicate, so virginal. I’ll take it all.
Maggie lifts her eyes to mine, looking up at me from under her bangs. She nibbles on her lower lip. My body tenses. My legs are all but shaking. With a mere foot and a half between us, her hand brushes over mine as she slowly removes another strip of paper. Is she tearing it like that to stall? To torture me? Tease me? Decide if she’ll go through with it?
“Does it come with instructions?” she asks hesitantly.
All that’s left are the top flaps of the box, which I’ve loosely taped. In seconds her hands can be on my cock. I long to see those delicate fingers wrapped around my shaft. But even more so, I’ve waited for the day I could show her how beautiful she is.
“I can talk you through it if you’re nervous.” Don’t I feel like a fucking idiot now, standing here with my penis in a box?
“That would help.” She nibbles on a fingernail, but I catch her hand in mine.
