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My girlfriend talked me into going to her family's fancy dress Christmas party, OK bribed me with a suggestion of sex if I went and I was good. She even ordered my costume and had it delivered to my work so I could change into it before heading to the party.

Stupid me didn't look at closely until the afternoon of the party so although I knew I was going as one of Santa's helpers I had only quickly looked in the bag. Luckily I was last to leave that day so I'm in the men's room putting on the costume. So far so good, white t-shirt OK; long, red, sleeveless vest that at least covered my butt Ok as well. Then the shock I checked what was left in the bag against the invoice and there was supposed to be a pair of green elastic waist pants but instead there was only a pair of green tights.

There are a whole host of reasons I would not wear the tights but number one would have to be that I was meeting all of my girlfriend's family and first impressions count and I didn't want that clouded by the image of a man in tights.

I rang my girlfriend and she laughed and made jokes while at the same time giving me instructions on how to put them on as I was usually pulling them off her. Again with the laughter. I cut her off and took a deep breath and proceeded to put on the tights.

Next problem is I wear boxers so they bunched up and were really uncomfortable to wear so everything off and then back on with just the tights. Once they were on and I put the other stuff on as well it didn't look as bad as I thought. People would know it was a costume and not even think about it.

It was getting dark, which was a plus in my book, and snow was starting to fall as I locked up and made my way to my car. I had just sat down when my phone rang, girlfriend ahh. I was polite and she didn't so much as snicker as she asked for a small favour, her mothers ride couldn't make it and as it was on my way could I pick her up. Agreed, not even married and I'm under the thumb. I don't even get it regularly anymore.

It was snowing harder by the time I got to her mothers house, a nice two story place covered in lights. I ran to the front door and knocked, hoping for a speedy exit. Wrong. Why do women always lie and tell you they will be ready in a minute. She opened the door and yanked me in before I could even say hello. She spun around so her back was to me and told me to zip her up as she was trying to dress herself and couldn't quite get it.

I straightaway noticed lots of bare back as I pulled up the zip, no bra. She turned back around and was trying to fit her boobs into the cups of the dress. There wasn't much of the dress to be honest. She told me she was a Santa helper as well, so Santa picks up cocktail waitresses and hookers who knew. She gave my outfit the once over and commented on the tights.

Now I'll admit that this is one of those times when you are not sure if you said the next line or only thought it but I let her know her daughters comment about not being able to sleep with a man who wore tights. There was a long silent pause as we looked at each other until she said she didn't have a problem with that.

She told me to follow her upstairs while she finished dressing and of course being a guy I couldn't help but check out her legs and arse as she walked in front of me.

Candy cane stockings, white with a red spiral, covered her legs from tiptoe to mid thigh tied off with red ribbon. Tanned flesh from the stocking tops to the curve of her arse was only interrupted by the line of red satin material emerging from between her legs and disappearing under her dress. I followed her into her bedroom and when she leant over to apply makeup I got one enormous flash job.

Her legs were apart about shoulder width as she bent at the waist so I could see where the material widened to cover her pussy and I was sure it was already damp. Her next question threw me for a curve as she asked wether her daughter was a tiger in bed or just a cock teaser. I really had no idea how to answer that one but was saved by her phone ringing. She talked low on the phone but from the reflection in the mirror I knew she was talking about and looking at me.

She snapped the phone shut and looked out the window before turning towards me. A quick weather update that it was snowing harder and maybe we might be stuck here for a while. She walked right up close to me and repeated her question from before the phone call. I was still trying to stammer out an answer when I felt her hand stroking my now erect cock through the material of the tights.

Moving even closer to me she whispered in my ear that she didn't tease because she was here to please and as I opened my mouth to speak she covered my mouth with her lips and stuck her tongue down my throat.

Game, set and match to the female of the species as my brain surrendered to lust and I wrapped my arms around her and responded in kind with my tongue twitching around hers and into her mouth. My hands on her back were franticly searching for the zip, they had so recently pulled up, to pull down and get her out of the costume.

Her hand has rubbing and jerking my cock so hard she must have made a hole in the material. I found the zip and pulled it down and while still engaged in a lip lock I pulled the tights clear of my cock so as to avoid any material burns later.

She moved slightly and I felt the dress drop away and now my hands found smooth naked, flesh until they hit the fine line of fabric that divided her back from her butt. One hand grabbed a chunk of each butt cheek and ran over the smooth skin before jiggling each fleshy globe by cupping each cheek.

Now she was kissing her way around my face and when her ear was close to my mouth I whispered into it that her daughter was a cock teaser and hadn't even given me a BJ let alone let me fuck her. She stopped, backed away slightly and smiled. Next she lowered herself to the floor until she was at cock level and took the bulbous head of my cock into her mouth. I nearly fainted on the spot but managed to hold firm, like I had done so many times with her daughter not wanting to waste my cum until it was in a hole.

Looking from over head it was an amazing sight as my cock vanished inch by inch into her mouth. Normally it's a seven incher but I was sure it was longer this time. Her mouth worked away at my boner as I held the back of her head so that it wasn't going anywhere. She pulled off leaving trails of saliva between cock and lips before spitting on it as she slid her hand up and down.

Then she did something so weird I didn't want to put it in this story.

I was just standing there having my cock sucked like it happened every day when she pulls it from her mouth and takes a photo of it with the camera in her phone and then plunges it back into her mouth until her nose is buried in my pubic hair.

Again the flash of the camera but I am so into holding control of my cum that I just wiped it from my mind.

Maybe she felt some type of change so she let my cock go as she stood up stepping away from me and the dress on the floor so that now I could see all of her.

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Sarah Carerra 337 A Very Carerra Christmas

Please email me at AngelJediGirl (at) gmail (dot) com before posting this story to any other site. Posting to a pay site is prohibited. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address. --- Sarah Carerra Book 3 - Concerto in A- By Megan Campbell Chapter 37 - A Very Carerra Christmas The stage was dark. The only noise to be heard was the dull roar of the crowd as they waited. I stood calmly between Jenna and Michelle on the second row of the riser that...

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A Home for Christmas

Renee Pryor placed the star at the top of the tree just so, then looked down at the smiling face of her daughter. As always, Brianna was beaming back at her mother with her eyes wide, the brown eyes sparkling with life and intelligence. Even though she had just turned 4, Renee was considering starting Brianna in kindergarten in the fall, because the girl was already reading and already knew her numbers. Renee felt that holding her daughter back a full year until she was legally old enough...

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Helping a friend for Christmas

Me and my cubicle partner, Derek, became very close this year. He’s a bit older than me so he tells me a ton of stories throughout the work day which usually winds up slowing my work but I usually get yelled at any way cause this job is really hard. I’m actually surprised they hired me cause I never went to college. Derek told me the only reason they hired him is because he’s 55 and black so they got two birds with one stone he said . And old man and a black man. He said they have quotas.We...

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Three Days Before Christmas

It’s three days before Christmas, and I am shopping for that special something. I’m Lucy, twenty-nine years old, tall, slim and blonde with 34D boobs. I’m a legal secretary and I’m married to Dan. He is two years older than I am, ex-army, he has a rock-hard body and works for the government. Officially he’s a security adviser, which in his case means flying off to far-flung corners of the earth at very short notice, where he “problem solves” and more than that he won’t tell me. I do know he...

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Spirit of Christmas

‘Good morning, Mrs. Stewart. It’s good to see you out. How’re doin’ today?’ ‘Oh, you know, Mr. Baxter. Each day just sort of nudges the one before it. It just all sort of goes on—a bit too long, if you ask me.’ Clem Baxter watched Louise Stewart from 12A move arthritically down the walk between the two old, red-brick apartment houses facing each other. Clem had been the super for these buildings for nearly twenty years, and he knew most of the tenants by their apartment numbers, but he’d...

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The True Spirit Of Christmas

The True spirit Of Christmas (or the awakening of Katie) By Paul1954 Prologue Clare Warrington was sitting on the sofa in the large living room, holding a cup that contained the last dregs of the coffee she had just finished, and staring at the Christmas tree that stood proud in the corner. She had always loved this time of year as she and her husband, Thomas, brought up their young family. She couldn't really narrow it down to any one thing - it had been everything and...

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Seasons Greetings A Carol Christmas

Based on the characters and situations presented in "Seasons of Change" by Joel Lawrence, Copyright 1989. This story is archived in its entirety at Fictionmania (go to search by authors and select Joel Lawrence). This story takes place approximately one year to a year and a half after the conclusion of "Tales of the Season: Darla's Story" in the branch of the "Seasons of Change" Universe that I started with "A Losing Season", also archived at Fictionmania. Of course, this is a play...

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Heaven In The Mountain At Christmas

It was hard leaving Jayden, after the days we had together during the Thanksgiving weekend. Being with her always gives me a feeling of exhilaration. Jayden's smiling face, her mature aura, her mannerisms, and the way she loves me, provides me with a reason to enjoy life and feel young again. The time we spent at Camp George will have to keep me satisfied till Christmas, when Jayden is joining me for her holiday break. Her parents will be off on a cruise; it will give us nearly two weeks...

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The Double Date That Didnt EndChapter 3 Operation White Christmas

SHANE "Say my name," she cooed, teasingly lowering her fingers to spread apart the slick, wet lips of her cunt. No man could resist an invitation like that. With my painfully erect cock leading the way, I crawled across the bed, mounted her naked body, and slid myself effortlessly inside. Her exquisitely hot gash gripped me like a vice. My hands fell to her full, shuddering breasts, and I held on for dear life as I fucked her—harder and harder—no longer in control of my own actions,...

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CadeChapter 13 Merry Christmas

It was the morning after the party, and Callie was pouting as she cooked breakfast. Her bottom was still sore. Cade walked up behind her and nuzzled her neck affectionately and she pushed him away, "Stop it." "What's the matter?" He asked in irritation. She turned away as tears rolled down her face, "You whipped me hard last night, that's what." "I know, and I won't hesitate to whip you again like that if you keep flirting with other men." He was stern, cold, and...

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My Mums Arse for Christmas

I never gave i****t any thought, I mean sure I have had passing thoughts occasionally but I am not some kind of freak. Yes my mom is young, and I guess I always knew she was attractive from the way my friends acted around her. But until I saw her naked, I really never thought about fucking her. After that day I stopped thinking of her as my mom, and in my mind started calling her by her name Susan. If I had never found those old magazines in the attic, things might have been very different, and...

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The Twelve Changes of Christmas

The Twelve Changes of Christmas By Roy Del Frink By the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: Legs that were smooth and sexy. By the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: Two perfect breasts, And legs that were smooth and sexy. By the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: An hourglass shape, Two perfect breasts, And legs that were smooth and sexy. By the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: Cute, dainty arms, An...

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Jacobs Christmas

Jacob Walters stood before the sink and looked at the face that was staring back at him in the mirror. It was a haggard face. A face that had weathered a lifetime of disappointments. A face that showed defeat in every wrinkle, and desperation in the eyes. How did I come to this? Jacob thought. Jacob hung his head and looked into the sink. He turned on the water and watched it swirl around the basin and then disappear down the drain. He imagined his life swirling away down the drain as well....

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