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From December 1st until Christmas, Ryan and I decided to do naughty Christmas cards and post them on Twitter, 25 total. For our 5th card, I took bell earrings and turned them into nipple charms. Using two wire pliers, I hooked tiny little hoops (four sets of 10), draped them from the ends of each piercing with the bell dangling in the center. I didn’t put too much effort into tightening each hoop because I would only be wearing them long enough to snap a few photos.
I noticed that the picture turned out better than we expected as I looked at the finished product. I joked with Ryan telling him, “I bet you want to make these bells ring.”
I untie his robe and run my nails along his inner thigh, spreading his legs and exposing his dick to me. I grab both balls with my left hand and stroke with the other. He grows thicker and fatter with each second. I quickly put my warm mouth around him. He moans excitedly, slowly pumping his hips upward. I bob my head up and down, gently at first, with slight ‘tink tink tink’ noises coming from beneath me. I see him reach for his phone. “Keep going,” he tells me.
I bob my head faster and faster and the bells get louder. I slam my face down into his body, deepthroating his cock. The bells stop momentarily as my nose hits his crotch. I lift up, alternating deepthroating and sucking his balls. I’m slurping, gagging, slobbering, all down his balls. ‘tink tink tink tink tink……tink….tink tink tink.’
I climb off of him and straddle his hips. I rest my hands on his chest and work his dick into my pussy. It slides in with ease. I waste no time and get back into my bouncing. I put my hands on his legs behind me and tuck my feed under his armpits. I rock my ass back and forth, but the jingling isn’t as loud. I want to hear the jingling. I sit back up, forcing the bells to ring with each up and down motion of my body. I get eager, bouncing faster, louder, and more intense.
Just then the sound of the bells are no longer in stereo, but in mono. One has fallen off completely. I get up to turn on the lights fearing the balls from my piercing have also fallen off. But it hasn’t. Ryan’s eyes grow wide. I follow his gaze. The left bell has indeed fallen off and the right bell is hanging at one side.
My MacGuyver-style nipple charms didn’t survive the vigorous bouncing. Ah, well.
What resulted, however, was an audio recording (edited to make shorter). I invite you to close your eyes and press play.