Page 17 of Forbidden Billionaires, Vol. 9

“Now…who am I gonna blow?” I looked down at their cocks.

They were all stiff again after watching me drink their cum.

But the green beret was a little bigger than the others.

“Actually, I choose you.” I grabbed his dog tags and yanked him towards me.

And then I licked down his pecs, across his washboard abs, and along the length of his cock.

I could taste a little cum still on his tip.

I looked up at him. “Can I have a little more milk, please?”

“I think we can arrange that.”

“Good.” I jammed his cock down my throat.

“Fuck me,” muttered one of the other soldiers. “She’s not even gagging.”

Damn right. I went down even further just to show off.

And that was all it took. The green beret groaned and warm cum flooded my mouth.

There wasn’t nearly as much as I’d hoped for since he’d just cum into the milk glass. But it was still fucking delicious. I waited for him to finish and then pulled back.

“Dude,” said one of the other guys. “Did you seriously cum that fast?”

“Shut up,” replied the green beret. “I think she used some sort of Christmas magic on me.”

“You think you could last longer?” I asked the other guy.

“Definitely.”

“Me too,” added his friend.

They were both wrong. Neither one lasted longer than 30 seconds.

But hey, at least I got to drink more cum.

Now that I’d gotten a taste of it, it was all I could think about.

My vow of celibacy had me starved for sex.

I’d give anything for one of them to throw me onto the bed and fuck me so hard…

I sighed. Not today. Unless Ash was currently getting railed by a hot soldier.

Fingers crossed. That would really make the rest of my Christmas Eve so much better.

But alas, I wouldn’t know until after the mission was finished.

I put my hands out so that they’d help me to my feet. “Thanks for the milk, boys,” I said. “I’ll put in a good word for you with Santa.”

“Like…about our dicks?”

I didn’t answer. I just blew them a kiss and walked out.

And now there were so many more presents in the hall.

Damn it!

“What’s taking so long?” asked Ghostie as he dropped off yet another red present for me to deliver.

“What? Nothing. Stealth takes time.”

“Is that cum in the corner of your mouth?”

“Oh, yeah. I got caught by some hot soldiers. Oopsies.” I gave him a cute little shrug and a saucy smile.

He just growled.

“Don’t be jealous, Ghostie,” I said. “It’s just part of the game. Get caught, give head. Those are the rules.”

“I just caught you. Do I get head?”

Naughty boy! “Hmmm… I guess you did catch me.” I let my eyes rake down his eight pack to the bulge in his red tuxedo pants.

Single Girl Rule #8: If a man has 8 abs and 8 inches, he may not be refused.

But I’d also already had Ghostie countless times.

So unfortunately I didn’t think the rule applied anymore.

Besides, I had a contest to win. He could reward me later.

Hopefully by fucking me if Ash had lost her V-card.

He took a step towards me, but I put my hand out and pushed on his chest.

“But like you said, I’m taking too long.” I grabbed the package out of his arms and unlocked the next room. “Maybe later,” I said with a wink.

I was about to duck into the room, but Ghostie grabbed my arm to stop me.

“If you get caught one more time, I’m gonna fuck you so hard the second this contest is over. I don’t give a shit about your little vow of celibacy.”

“Challenge accepted,” I said. He knew just how to convince me. I never backed down from a challenge. And since he wanted to wait until after the contest, I could double check Ash’s virgin situation first.

“It wasn’t a challenge. It was a threat.”

“Sounded like a challenge to me.” I wiggled out of his grasp and walked into the next room.

I didn’t bother tiptoeing. I just chucked the present right at the tree. Ghostie would be railing me in no time.

The tree teetered a little. A single ornament fell and shattered. And then another. And then the whole tree went down with a huge crash.

The soldier threw off the covers and jumped out of bed. And as a nice little surprise, he wasn’t wearing any pajamas.

“Ah!” I screamed. “Why are you naked?! And why is your cock so big?” I wasn’t exaggerating. It was completely flaccid, but still huge. I’d found a real shower.

“Who the hell are you?” he said, trying and failing to cover his enormous member.

“I’m a Christmas elf,” I said. “Oh fuck. Santa is gonna kill me for getting caught.” I glanced out into the hallway to make sure Ghostie was watching all this.

“Don’t worry,” said the guy. “I won’t tell Santa.” He sounded so confused.

“Really? You’re my hero! How can I ever repay you?”

“Maybe help me pick up that tree? My sergeant will be pissed if the army has to pay for that damage…”

“I have a better idea.” I dropped to my knees and moved his hands off his cock.

He stared down at me in shock as I took his cock into my mouth. But I wasn’t looking at him. I was looking straight at Ghostie. I knew what this would do to him.

He just glared at me through his mask.

And I put on a show .

I deep throated. I moaned. I slapped it against my cheek. And then I pulled my mask up and let him cum all over my face.

The guy stood there in shock as I walked out of his room and closed the door.

“Oopsies,” I said to Ghostie. “I’m so clumsy sometimes. Does that mean you’re gonna fuck me later?”

He just glared at me.

God, he was gonna fuck me so good after this. I couldn’t freaking wait.

The rest of the deliveries went by sooooo slowly. I mean, I was delivering the presents quickly. And not getting caught, unfortunately. But it felt like the clock was never going to strike midnight.

I checked my watch and it was 11:58. So close!

I grabbed one final package and crept into a room.

I dropped it off, ate my cookie, drank my milk, and started to leave.

But then I tripped over some boots. Some large boots.

Like…very large. Large enough where I was sure the owner of them was packing something special.

I glanced over at the bed to see if the noise had woken the soldier up.

Lord give me strength.

He hadn’t woken up. But the covers were off. And just like that soldier earlier, he was sleeping in the nude. And my prediction about his cock was right.

I was about to trip over the boots again to make a little extra noise when my watch buzzed.

Damn it! Of course it buzzes now when I’m about to have some fun.

I glanced down at the display: STOP.

It buzzed again and the display changed: GO TO ROOM 156.

Fine. I stepped over the boots and made my way down to room 156.

At first I couldn’t figure out why it was sending me to this room instead of just back to the glass atrium.

But then I saw the sign for Wiener Boulevard, and that made me think of the wiener Ghostie had promised me as soon as the contest was over.

I bet he’d overridden the original programming of the watch and had it send me here instead.

There was a little hallway off the side of Wiener Boulevard labeled “150 to 159,” so I took that hallway.

I wondered what would be inside.

Ghostie in a Santa suit, ready to punish me for being on the naughty list?

Nah, I had a feeling that was going to be Teddybear’s role in this whole operation.

It could be some sort of Christmas sex dungeon…

Or maybe it would just be a normal room, and Ghostie would be completely naked, full spread on the bed.

Let’s find out.

I slid my skeleton key into the lock and opened the door.