Playing Santa
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On Wednesday and Thursday, the mall was very busy. Friday was Christmas Eve and there were still lots of kids that wanted to see Santa and parents trying to finish their shopping. They did let me off an hour early on Wednesday to do my own Christmas shopping. I did manage to meet Rachel both nights after work for some incredible sex in the back room of the salon. The only other difference was that I didn’t see Heidi. Liz helped me dress after doing my makeup. It wasn’t nearly as fun. On Thursday, as we were getting ready to leave, she asked, ‘Would you like to follow me home? Maybe you could come in for a nightcap.’
Of course I did follow her home. I made two calls on my cell phone on the way. The first was to my old high school pal Brian. I told him my folks would expect me home, but I was telling them I was hanging with him for the night. He laughed, ‘Got lucky, huh?’ and agreed. The second was a message on my parents’ answering machine that I would be at Brian’s. They were probably at Dad’s office party. I may be out on my own 90 percent of the time, but when I’m home, they expect me to check in. Rachel lived in an apartment about a mile from the mall. I parked my pickup and joined her on the sidewalk where we walked arm in arm to her apartment. She used her key to let us in.
As soon as the door swung closed, I grabbed her in my arms and lifted her off her feet, like I was carrying a bride over the threshold. I began kissing her and our tongues explored each other’s mouths. I was kissing her forehead and eyes when she pointed to my right and I headed into a short hallway and then into her bedroom where I dropped her on the bed. I dropped beside her and was kissing her face and starting down her neck, when she said, ‘Lars, let’s shower first.’
‘Not a bad idea,’ I thought. ‘Sounds great. You lead the way.’
Rachel rolled over and stood. She began stripping off her clothes as she crossed the hallway to the bathroom. I followed behind her doing the same. When we go to the bathroom I saw it was a tub with a curtain and a showerhead. When she bent over to start the water, I fondled her ass playfully. She wiggled it side to side as she adjusted the temperature and switched it from tub to shower. She stood, climbed in, and closed the curtain.
I climbed in behind her from the back end of the shower. The water was streaming over her head. I grabbed a bar of soap and lathered my body as Rachel shampooed her hair. As she finished rinsing her hair, I grabbed her and held her to my soapy body. ‘This seems like a great way to save on soap,’ I said as I rubbed her all over my chest. She just giggled and held on.
‘Let me wash your hair for you,’ Rachel said as I let her back down. ‘On your knees, Santa.’
I knelt down and she played the water over my hair and tipped my face up to get my extended beard. Then she poured a dollop of her shampoo into her dainty hand and began lathering my head. She used another dollop and did the same for my beard. By now, my eyes were closed tightly to keep the soap out. Rachel said, ‘OK, stand up now so I can finish.’ I stood and was expecting water when I felt her washing the hair on my chest. She then moved down and even washed the hair around my crock, using her other hand to move my growing cock out of the way.
She then removed the showerhead from the wall and spayed my groin, then my chest and finally my face. I bent forward at the waist and she sprayed across my head while rubbing it to get all of the soap out and then did the same down my beard and over my chest, cock, and balls. It was a marvelous feeling.
I opened my eyes and pulled her to me. We kissed passionately as I cupped her ass cheek with my left hand and re-hung the showerhead with my right. I then used that hand to fondle her right breast while we continued to kiss. I’m sure she could feel my hard-on growing against her belly. I knew I was right when she slipped a hand between us and broke the kiss to ask, ‘Is this for me?’ as she squeezed and stoked it.
I responded by lifting her up with both hands beneath her ass until her face was even with mine and her legs wrapped around my waist. I reached farther and played with her pussy with my right hand. One finger and then two slipped in as she continued to smother my face with kisses. I positioned her on to of my cock and met no resistance as she wiggled onto it and sank to the hilt. I used my hands on her ass to bob her up and down. We kissed hard, stopping occasionally, only long enough for one of us to moan, and then kissing some more. I moved her up and down, up and down. The water began to cool.
‘Damn,’ Rachel swore. ‘The water’s getting cold. We’d better get out.’
I lifted her off of my erection and heard a plop as I came out. Rachel shut off the water and threw the curtain open. I expected a towel, but she just stepped out of the shower and hopped up on the counter by the sink. She beckoned me toward her. I came and kissed the top of her head, moved her dripping long black hair out of the way, then kissed her face and neck. I worked my way down, pausing to suck each nipple into a hard nubbin and continued across her wet belly toward the Promised Land. I knelt on the floor and dove between her legs. Her hand on the back of my head urged me on. I lightly kissed the patch of black pubic hair, wiggling my tongue in the damp spot. Her hands were pressing me lower and her legs spread wide. She moaned loudly as my tongue tickled her clit. I licked, kissed, and tongued my way down her slit as she moaned and pressed my head in more tightly.
I brought a hand up to assist with her pussy while my other one caressed her leg and up onto her belly and breasts. I continued to tease her, despite her pressing need. I would dip my tongue slightly into her slit and then kiss lightly with just my lips. I would tease her clit and move away. My fingers began to open her up and I pushed my head back to look. ‘Beautiful,’ I moaned and finally dove in as she grabbed my head with both hands. Now I licked, stroked, nibbled, and sucked her pussy with full effort. Rachel was holding my head in tight and writhing on the countertop. Suddenly she tensed and once again gripped my head in the vice of her thighs as she came in a spasm of orgasmic bliss.
I over-dramatized the intake of breath as she at last released me. She giggled. When I stood, she grabbed my cock, pulling me to her. I positioned it at her slit on the edge of the counter and entered her in one long, slow stroke and held her tight. Then I slowly began pumping in and out. I moved a little faster with each stroke. I then used a thumb to massage her clit as I could feel myself getting closer. When I felt her tense and clamp my cock with her pussy muscles, I came, sending streams of sperm deep inside her hot little body. As we relaxed, I lifted her up, releasing my dick from her velvet heaven, and carried her across the hall to her room. We snuggled together into the bed and were soon sound asleep.
I awoke to every man’s dream – she was sucking my morning erection beneath the covers. I reached down and pulled her up to me. ‘Good morning, Santa. What would you like for breakfast?’
I answered by crawling under the sheets myself and diving between her legs. We were soon in a 69 position and going at it until she came. As she clamped my head in the now familiar Asian crotch vice, I emptied my load into her mouth. She gobbled it up hungrily and did let me breathe again before I had finished emptying it all.
We lay there a few moments, then she jumped out of bed, throwing off the covers and beckoned me, ‘Come. Let’s eat breakfast.’
She must have been up before she woke me. There were plates on the table with metal covers. She pulled them off to reveal sausage links, eggs, and hash browns. There was also a fresh pot of coffee and some orange juice. She motioned me to a chair and sat naked opposite me as we ate and visited. Mostly we talked about the mall and a
bout my school studies. I tried to reach up to her with a toe, but a bar beneath the table blocked my way.
I did learn that she had lived in my hometown for only a year and a term. She was attending the community college as she worked and hoping to transfer into a nursing program at the end of the current school year. This would take her several hundred miles in the opposite direction of my college.
When breakfast was over, I helped her with dishes. More accurately, I played with her body while she washed the dishes. She did threaten to snap me with the dishtowel though. So I did dry some of them.
As soon as the dishes were done, we headed for the bedroom. When we got there though, Rachel stood and said, ‘We have to talk first.’
I probably had a look of dread on my face. Rachel laughed, ‘Don’t worry. It’s not that bad. I just wanted to say that I am not ready for a serious relationship. I had a long time boyfriend that I finally got rid of in September. When things were good, they were great, but he had a bad habit of hitting me. When he broke a rib, I had enough. He’s in jail where he belongs. However, I don’t want a serious relationship now. I need to concentrate on my studies. But, if you’re willing, I really miss sex. I haven’t had any since just before Bob was arrested.’
I was looking sympathetic and excited at the same time. ‘Are you sure?’ I asked. ‘I mean, are you sure that just sex is alright with you for now?’
For an answer, Rachel crawled across the bed and pulled me over to her and kissed from my belly up to my face. ‘If you’re willing, I am. You are a very gentle lover, and I have enjoyed every minute of it so far. Come here and show me what else you’ve got.’
I crawled onto the bed and rolled her onto her belly. I lifted her long ebony locks and smelled her hair before gently laying her tresses off to one side. I straddled her legs and began a sensuous massage at her neck, using the lotion that had been lying on the nightstand. I worked her muscles across her shoulders and down her back, stopping just short of her ass. I worked on those muscles for about ten minutes, then started working lower. As I massaged her, I would occasionally kiss her neck or back. By now, my erection was also rubbing against her legs and ass when I moved to reach higher. Rachel seemed totally relaxed and was enjoying it immensely judging from the sounds she was making. Lots of ‘Mmm’ and ‘Ahh’ with an occasional, ‘A little lower, please.’
Soon I stood and gently moved her to the foot of the bed. I knelt at her feet and massaged her calves. Each stroke brought my hands a little higher and as I reached farther up her legs, she opened them wider and wider. I could see her labia, open, moist and inviting.
I moved up between her legs and concentrated on her ass cheeks. First I kneaded one and then the other. Then I worked on both, opening and closing her crack with each motion, exposing and hiding her rosebud and pussy lips. Finally I could stand it no more. I stopped, to Rachel’s protest, and grabbed two pillows, which she understood to allow me to slip under her lower stomach, raising that succulent ass into the air. Then I dove in headfirst. I licked her from clit to asshole and back several times, ending the last by slipping my tongue into her nether hole. Then I concentrated on her pussy until I could insert three and then four fingers. I moved to her clit and used my tongue to spell her name as it quickly emerged from it hood. I continued to diddle her clit with my thumb and her pussy with my fingers and again stuck my tongue into her asshole. Rachel screamed and writhed, but could not clamp me in her vice in that position so I continued on until she finally screamed, ‘Stop. Oh, God, stop. I have to calm down.’
My tongue and thumb stopped their teasing, but I still had four fingers clamped in the rippling muscles of her vagina until her breathing finally eased. I slid my fingers out of her dripping snatch. Rachel rolled off the pillows and grabbed two more. When she again lay across them, her knees no longer reached the bed. Her legs were splayed widely apart and nearly straight with only her toes touching the sheets. I moved up behind her and rubbed my cock head up and down her slit and then plunged in. Rachel moaned loudly and pushed back against me. I began fucking in earnest now. My balls were slapping her exposed clit as I pumped in and out. I had a hand on each of her hips, pulling and pushing in opposition to the movement of my own hips. Rachel was moaning and saying, ‘Harder, harder,’ and ‘Oh God, this feels good.’ I just kept pumping. As I neared my climax, I lifted my right thumb to my mouth and moistened it. Just as I was about to explode, I worked my thumb into her asshole and Rachel began to climax too. I emptied my load inside of her and collapsed atop her back. As we relaxed, my shrinking member slipped out and we rolled off the pillows. As we lay there, she reminded me about the party after work.
We showered together, tenderly washing each other but without sexual activity. After we dressed, we each got in our own vehicle and headed to the mall. I drove around a few minutes before parking so we would not arrive together.
To be continued…..
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Last night Andrea and I were relaxing watching TV when the phone rang. Andrea talked for only a minute or two then hung up. She said Tim is coming over to fuck. I asked if I had to leave and she said no it's Christmas and I'm going to allow you to watch. She headed towards the bedroom and told me to follow her. As soon as I entered the room she said strip naked. I did as told and in a flash Andrea was on her knees putting a chastity cage on me. I asked why and she said no jerking off. Then she...
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Letter to Santa by Catmandu99 Dear Santa, How's it going? Sorry about the sugar-free cookies and 2% milk last year. Bob (that's my husband - but I'm sure you already knew that) said that you were getting a bit pudgy and he thought your heart wouldn't be able to handle the added cholesterol. Don't worry. I'll sneak in some real cookies and milk this year. Speaking of last year, I'd like to talk to you about last year's present. I appreciate the fact that you were thinking of...
just relating this relationship i had with a work colleugue some years ago, it was in the run up to christmas and the company held its annual staff party, someone had suggested the secret santa theme a few years earlier and this had become the norm providing that people did not feel there had to spend a lot on any given present,I chose a paperback it was the newly released f.s.o.g book,and made sure it was addressed to sam, sam was a manageress in a given department, i thought she was a uppity...
This was originally posted for the 2014 Winter Story Contest as "Special Occasions" ... but needed some rework. Sorry it took so long to get done. I glanced over at my wife, all muffled up in her parka and scarf, as we pulled up the long drive to her folks home. I quickly looked over my shoulder into the back seat to make sure that our daughter, swaddled up to look like a lump in her car seat, was still sleeping. Sandy had been born in September and this was going to be the first time that...
‘Go on boy, Good Old Santa!’ Cindy, a precocious eighteen year old in her twelfth grade at high school, smiled sweetly at her mother and assured her that she would not stay out late. Clare, her best friend, also had school in the morning, so they would not leave it too late leaving the city centre. They would watch the movie, grab a McDonald’s and catch the bus home before the riff-raff, drinking themselves silly in the bars and clubs, spilled onto the streets and caused their usual mayhem....
“You do know that Santa’s in charge of the North Pole and all ofthe elves, right?” Jason said continuing our playful argument. “You’re nuts. Mrs. Claus is in complete control. The only reason Santa flies around in the sleigh is because Mrs. Claus needs sleep after working the entire year for this one night. She makes him do it and he probably whines the whole time.” I counter. Then in my best mock whining voice I continue “It’s coooold, it’s snowinggg, where’s the hot chocolate, my coat is...
In the end you could tell my Company Chief was an ex-sales guy. Dammit! At least that’s ‘my’ excuse for why ‘I’ ended up in the Santa Suit halfway through the Christmas dinner celebrations. Don’t get any wise ideas! I’m not that fat, at least I don’t think so,well-upholstered yes, but not fat! So my hair and beard are pretty white these days, I told him straight that was working for him, the bastard! So he had me hooked. OK, so greed came into it, bribery! In the back of my mind, that extra...
"Fuck me now" the slutty elf demanded. The store Santa looked at her astounded. He was asked for a lot of things during the daytime, a litany of youthful demands, but coming home and being met by her dressed in her sluttiest elf outfit had thrown him off his stroke. Being ordered to fuck her had instantly filled his sack with a hardness he wouldn't dare to show at work. This would make the days of having to fulfill an endless line of demanding parents worthwhile.She reached out and grasped his...
It was a week before Xmas and my friend billy, his wife Anna (names changed) my wife Jill and myself were invited to a 40th birthday party.My wife looked stunning this particular night in a pencil skirt and fishnet tights and a pair of black calf high boots. I could hardly take my eyes off her and neither could a lot of the male guests at the party and i could see was getting admiring glances from some of the other women. Needless to say it was a great night had by all, what with the time of...
Ken finished his run on the treadmill in the basement fitness center while listening to the radio. In between songs he was reminded of the winter storm that raged around them. News reports of eight inches were predicted, with the high winds creating drifts up to two feet deep. Air travel was all but halted in the region with thousands of holiday travelers stranded.He grabbed a towel and paused to wipe the sweat from his face and bare, muscular chest and arms. He could hear the wind whipping at...
I was playing Santa at a party and my girlfriend said that we should go because she was tired. I said no, so she said, “Well, how ‘bout I give you a 'present' on the way home?” Of course I got us the hell out of there. But then in the car she decided she wasn't going to do it so I got mad. When I brought her home, she told me that she was sorry she didn't perform, and said, “If you beat me upstairs I’ll suck your dick, but if I beat you, then you have to eat me out.” We raced and she beat me,...
He handed her a glass of champagne. “Thank you darling.” She said as she lifted her hand from the hot soapy water and took hold of the flute stem. “You are spoiling me tonight.” She said as she smiled. Steve leaned over the edge of the bath and kissed gently her. “Well it is our wedding anniversary and Christmas Eve.” He told her. And of course you are a very beautiful lady.” Sonya reached up and kissed him. “You are sweet.” “One last mention of the children tonight. “ He told her. “Mum...
The air was bitterly cold as I approached the next stop. Even with the winds, the landing was easy given the broad expanse of smooth snow-covered ice. Here, in at the beginning of their summer, the sunlight reflected brightly from the landscape and reminded me of home. Dancer reminded me that this was the farthest point on the planet from that warm, comfortable bed that I wanted to get back to, so I moved quickly to the main buildings to hasten my return. The tree in the dining hall was...
I’M SITTING IN A COFFEE SHOP in Madison Park watching the locals come in for a Sunday morning coffee and newspaper. I’m lucky there’s a connection. I blend in perfectly with the surroundings here—just another Sunday morning blogger. I can see three other laptops from where I’m sitting. I’ll bet none of them got here directly from breaking and entering, though. I’ve got to break this habit. Breaking and entering I got up at five after way too little sleep. The coffee buzz from yesterday...
© Hitchhiker 2002 High in the Kentucky hills it had been snowing for most of the day and as darkness began to fall. Don and Peter were starting think about somewhere warmer than their tent to spend the night. Up in the high woods houses are few and far between. Ann had been living on her own for over year now, after her husband had died. Now that her grief had eased. Her bouts of loneliness had become sessions of fantasy and she was now in need of the affections of a man again. During the last...
Group SexHathat ghum bhenge suni maa gharer baire kar sange jeno katha bolchhe- “Tor jonye amar khub kharap lage re. Toke ja dekhte, amar e toke bichhanay fele chatkate ichchhe kare. Ashok toke khub chudto, na?” Bujhte parlam maa kaar sathe katha bolchhe. Sabita boudi esechhe nischai. Ashok amar dur-samparker dada, maas chhayek age liver er ki ekta asukh hoye mara gechhe. Ashok dada amar theke bachhor panchiser baro habe. Desher barir gramer sab adbhut samparka. Jai hok, ebar Sabita boudir gala sunte...
Reddit Straight Girls Playing, aka r/StraightGirlsPlaying! Watching straight girls do something that is not-so-straight gets my motor running, and seeing as how you decided to check out a subreddit called r/StraightGirlsPlaying/, I am sure you feel the same way, right? There are many reasons why this subreddit made my dick hard, and they are all pretty obvious. But if you are interested, I shall go over all the basics and whatever the fuck I think is important.Starting with the overall...
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