Chapter 3

Chapter Three

CLARA

“C lara.” The deep voice rumbles over me, but I can’t speak.

He’s ten feet tall, completely naked, and… hard. His cock that seemed so ridiculous before is enormous and pointing right at me. The creamy tip is shiny, and his walnuts, as in actual nuts, have grown to the size of grapefruits.

“Wh-what?” That’s all I can manage to say as I stand there completely aghast at what I’m seeing.

Hans doesn’t move like a nutcracker as he steps closer to me. He’s agile like a human, and his body is controlled. His mouth is different now and instead of the gap for crushing nuts, he’s got lips and a tongue. I know this because he licks his lips as he approaches me.

“My Clara,” he says as he moves ever so close.

My fight or flight executive function has failed me today because all I can do is stand there frozen as he cages me against the wall. If I wanted to, I could reach out and touch him as he plants his closed fists on the wall on either side of my head.

He bends his head, and his eyelids lower as he inhales deeply. “Mine.”

The one word rattles me like a string of jingle bells, and yet, something warm tingles along my spine.

“Hans,” I say softly as I take a deep breath and try to make sense of this. He appears to be carved from wood, but now that I’m this close, I can see the smooth texture of his body has changed to something closer to skin.

“I ache.” This time he growls when he says it, and I snap my mouth shut. “Need.”

The hunger in his eyes is clear, and I glance down to see his thick cock demanding attention. It’s a weight between us as it bobs up and down, begging for me to touch him.

“My Clara.”

This time when he says my name, it’s like a purr as he leans close. I turn my head to the side, but it doesn’t stop him. Instead, he presses his nose against my neck and inhales again. It sends that hot wave of pleasure down my back, and now I’m the one that’s vibrating.

“Please.” The word escapes me, but I have no idea what I’m asking for. Please stop? Please don’t stop? Please tell me I’ve hit my head and this is all a hallucination?

His warm breath teases along my neck, and then I feel his tongue glide over the spot just below my ear. As terrified as I am, a moan escapes me, and I can feel my panties getting wet. Were there drugs in his icing cum? Is that the reason I’m so turned on and I can’t control myself?

“Must taste you.” Hans says it like an order, and I brace myself for him to lick me again. When he drops to his knees in front of me, I’m confused. “Must taste your sugar.”

It still doesn’t click what he means until he reaches for my pajama shorts. “Hans!” I try to push his hands away, but it’s no use. Even though they feel real, they might as well be solid oak trees because they don’t budge.

Before I can react or do anything, he’s ripped off my shorts and panties and is prying open my legs. I’m pressed against the wall with nowhere to go, and it’s all happening so fast.

“Hans, wait!”

There’s no stopping this horny mammoth nutcracker as his mouth goes to my pussy and he begins to lick. I want to scream for him to stop or kick him off of me, but the second his tongue slides over my clit, all protests leave my body.

My hands go to his golden crown as I grip it tight and he lifts me higher against the wall. He’s so fucking big that I’m forced to wrap my legs around his face so I don’t fall. But all that does is push his tongue into my pussy.

“Holy shit.” I gasp when I feel his tongue go deeper and deeper.

He’s a magical nutcracker that’s desperate to fuck me. It shouldn’t be hard to believe that his tongue can go as far as he wants it to go. Yet I’m still surprised as I rock my hips on it. Hans’ body vibrates, and it sends the current through me at the same time. It’s like having a giant vibrating tongue in my pussy as his nose rubs my clit.

I’m riding his face as he eats me like a meal, and I’ve decided to let all thoughts of reality float away. If this is a dream, I don’t ever want to wake up. Pleasure builds inside of me, and I cum around his tongue as I scream my release.

Hans shivers as he slips his tongue out and slowly lowers me back to the ground. When my feet touch the hardwood floors, I’m surprised to be standing in something wet. I look down and see a puddle of his icing on the floor, and once again, his cock is dripping.

“More,” Hans says as he tugs on my sweatshirt.

“Wait, I need to clean this up.” I point to the floor, but he shakes his head impatiently.

“No, now.” He growls as he rips the front of my sweatshirt open like it’s a piece of tissue paper.

Before I can protest, he’s pulling me closer and burying his face against my breasts. The remnants of my sweatshirt fall away, and now I’m completely naked. He’s on his knees in front of me, but he’s so tall he still has to bend his head to get to my breasts.

“My Clara.” His voice might actually be the drug because when he talks, it feels like I can hear it in my soul.

He licks one nipple and then the other as pleasure builds in me again. How is this possible? Normally it takes me forever to get myself off, but now I’m eager for my second orgasm in under a minute? When his mouth opens, I see how wide it is, and I watch as he sucks my nipple and then most of my breast into it. He’s so gentle as he sucks, and it sends shocks of pleasure to my clit.

“Hans.” I manage to whimper as he moves to the next and does the same. His hard body is so warm as he pins me in place and devours me.

My hips begin to rock on their own, and he reaches between us. When I feel his thick fingers thrust into my pussy, I let out a small cry.

“So tight.” He purrs as he thrusts them in and out.

“I um, haven’t done this before,” I say as my orgasm gets closer. “Oh god, Hans don’t stop.”

“All. Mine.” He stamps out the words like they are a mantra.

His need for me is intoxicating. He sucks my nipples and fucks me with his fingers, and all I can do is take it. I’ve never been so wanted in all my life, and it’s making me dizzy with pleasure. I cum a second time, to the surprise of both of us, and I feel his body shudder at the same time as mine.

Warm liquid splashes on my bare legs, and I look down to see Hans cumming again. It’s all over me now, and it glistens like there’s a shimmer to it. His cock is pointing at me while it drips cum onto the floor, and he kisses his way up to my neck.

“Inside you,” he says gently as he presses his lips to mine.

I never thought I’d be kissing a nutcracker, but here I am opening my mouth so he can slide his tongue against mine. His kiss is tender, much softer than I ever imagined, and it lights up every inch of my skin. That warm ache goes down my spine, and my pussy is slippery with desire. I’m close to cumming again just from this kiss.

Hans rises from the floor, and before I can stop him, his hands go to my hips and he lifts me into the air. I have no choice but to wrap my legs around him, and his cock is wedged between us.

“Inside,” he orders as he lifts me higher so that his cock slides down my belly and to the opening of my pussy.

“Hans, you’re too big. You’ll hurt me,” I say, and he freezes.

It’s like he’s thinking it over as he looks between us but shakes his head. “No, Hans is gentle.”

“Were you gentle with Elodie?” I snap.

I don’t know why I ask this. What does it matter if he did this same thing to her? But for some stupid reason, I’m jealous to think that he’s done this with others.

Look, I never thought I’d fuck a nutcracker, let alone be jealous of him fucking someone else, but here I am! Merry Christmas, I guess?

“Elodie?” He looks confused, so I nod to the picture on the coffee table. His eyes widen, and he’s quick to shake his head.

“No, never Elodie.” He shakes his head again quickly, and I want to believe him.

“You didn’t do any of this with her?” I clarify, needing to know.

“No.” He inhales my scent deeply, then his eyelids lower. “Only with my Clara.”

Somehow that makes me feel better about letting him put his magical cock in my pussy. “Good,” I tell him and point my finger at his face. “Only with me. Got it?”

“Only my Clara. Forever,” he says and pushes the tip of his cock into my opening.

“Go slow,” I warn him, but I’m not sure he’s paying attention. His entire body is shaking, and then I feel the rush of his hot release splash against me. “Oh, well um, I guess we don’t have to?”

Now I’m disappointed at the thought of not fucking him. Maybe this isn’t how I pictured losing my virginity, but getting fucked by a possessive, over-eager nutcracker isn’t the worst way to let it go.

“Helping.” Hans groans as he smears his cum all over my pussy and uses it as lube.

My sound of surprise turns into a moan as warm tingles shoot up and down my back. I can feel my pussy softening as he guides himself inside, and I know she’s making it easy for him.

Hans’ cock goes in several inches before he stops and then slowly pulls out. I watch as his thick wooden length throbs and then shoots out more cum. It leaks around where we’re connected and drips onto the floor beneath us. He stands there cumming inside me as he slowly pushes back in, and I moan loudly.

His giant heavy walnuts smack together as he thrusts, and it makes me smile. He’s completely serious as he fucks me deeper, and my pussy welcomes him home. It’s my first time with a cock inside me, but it feels incredible. I grind on his length and go limp in his arms while he uses me like a doll.

My orgasm is overwhelming, and as I cum, my legs slip from around his waist. Hans doesn’t pull out. He holds me in front of him while he keeps his cock in and turns me over so he’s fucking me from behind. I literally swirl around on his dick and then brace my hands against the wall as he plants his feet.

“Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.” He’s chanting it as he thrusts, and every three pumps or so, he cums. It’s running down my legs in a stream, but I don’t care. He feels too good inside of me, and I never want him to stop.

My next orgasm is so strong I nearly pass out, but then I feel his cock leave my body, and I wake back up.

“Hans, why are you stopping?” Oh how quickly we go from not wanting him to fuck me to not wanting him to quit fucking me.

“I ache,” he says as he pushes the head of his cock against my ass. “Must have all of you.”

“Woah!” I shout and try to push him off. It’s too bad my feet are dangling off the floor so my feeble attempts are useless. “You can’t stick it in there, buddy.”

“Not Buddy, Hans,” he corrects me, and I don’t have time to argue before I feel the slippery head of his cock push against the tight hole. “Need you. Everywhere.”

His grip is demanding as he slides into my ass. Thankfully there’s no pain as warm tingles spread over me and he sinks deeper.

“Oh, Hans.” I moan as I completely relax and let him have it. He’s fucking my ass while rubbing my clit, and then I cum harder than ever.

Hans quickly pulls out, and then I feel the force of his own climax on my lower back as he sprays his cum there. After that, he turns me over like he did before, and I see his chest is heaving like he’s out of breath.

“Do you need to rest?” I ask him while placing my hand over where I think his heart should be.

“No.” He shakes his head and kisses me tenderly. “More.”

Glancing down, I see his walnuts aren’t as swollen as before, but he’s still just as hard. “Why don’t we take a break first. Let me clean up a little.”

I nod to the puddle on the floor between us, and if possible, he seems sheepish. “I clean.”

“You can do all that and still clean?” I ask and Hans nods. “You might just be the perfect man after all.”