7 comments/ 75858 views/ 3 favorites A Merry Christmas By: Rellik04 I had driven 25 of the 50 kilometres of my way home from the Christmas Eve celebrations I had at my girlfriend's home. I decided to call in on old Miss Tomlinson, my old retired schoolteacher, she and I finished school the same year; I at 16 and she at 60. That was 12 years ago. Why I decided to call in on her I have no idea still. Sure I saw her in her garden and waved as I passed her house on many occasions, but never once stopped. I thought that for once I would get into the knickers of Beth, that's my girlfriend's name. As usual I was rejected and so I drank more than I should have. When I was halfway home I was seeing three roads in front of me and it was then I decided to call in on Miss Tomlinson. The other reason was that I saw her downstairs light on and since hers was the only house for miles it was like a beacon to my fuzzy mind. Now I used to be a favourite of Miss Tomlinson's at school and was always being ribbed about it. Maybe it was because we travelled on the same bus every day. We used to talk a lot to each other, but that was years ago now. I pulled up outside her home and all I can say was I flowed out of my car and somehow made it to her front door. I knocked and leant against the door woodwork. "My goodness Thomas, what is wrong?" She said opening the door and finding me propped up against her door. "Sorry I can't drive any more, I need somewhere to lie down. I guess I drunk too much," I slurred out. I can clearly remember saying these words. "Come in I can't have you driving up the rest of the way home, you'll kill yourself on that road." She took me into her spare downstairs bedroom and lay me on the bed. That was the last I remembered. I woke up surprisingly without a headache, but a dry mouth and the sky was just a grey colour. I also knew where I was, I remembered that much. I got up and assuming the door on the north was a bathroom, I padded in. I was right and relieved myself, then afterwards drank two glasses of water straight from the tap. I hate sleeping in my clothes, so I stripped naked and returned to bed. Sleep came right away and I was having the most wonderful dream, I had managed to get into Beth's knickers and she was sitting astride my hips pounding her body on to my raging penis. Well this was what I was dreaming, but somehow it felt too real and I came awake to see Miss Tomlinson sitting where I had dreamt Beth was. To say that Miss Tomlinson was thin would be an exaggeration, she was exceptionally thin and her broomstick thin weather browned arms were in contrast to her white body with the drooping flat breasts hanging on her thin body. The feeling though of her lovely clasping pussy was unbelievable and she felt so lovely and moist as she sat there looking down at me. "I looked in on you and it seemed a shame to waste such an erect penis as you lay there naked on your back," she said. "It's just a bit of a shock seeing you sitting there Miss Tomlinson," I said meaning every word. "Isobel please," she said still lifting and lowering herself on my shaft." "Merry Christmas Isobel, at least it is different that's for sure!" I was lost for words to say, but I was enjoying the feeling I was getting. Sure she didn't look the greatest but this was the first oldie I had ever fucked and never realised how little difference there was between her and her younger sisters, well in this department anyway. I started keeping time with her and she pounded herself on to my shaft. I felt my climax rising and usually in this instant if I wasn't using a condom I would withdraw, but I couldn't in this case and just released my load inside her. "That is the best Christmas present I could ever have had. Thank you Thomas." "Thank you Isobel!" Was all I could say as she dismounted and left the room into the bathroom. Was I dreaming or was this for real? I just lay there, but I could smell her perfume and body scent still lingering in the air and knew that it must be true. Who would have ever thought I would fuck old Miss Tomlinson. But it wasn't me who fucked her it was the other way round. Was this just a one-off hump, or will she let me fuck her again? On recollection I had enjoyed being rove up her thin body. When she walked to the bathroom I noted she had hardly any bottom and her crotch was ever so wide, but so what. She must have left the bathroom by the other door, for half an hour later she came in through the other door pushing a trolley containing a cooked breakfast, dressed in a thin housecoat. "I thought you would share breakfast with me," she said. It was then that I noticed the bottom tray held the same as the top one. "I don't usually eat a cooked breakfast but that looks delicious." As I looked at the bacon, eggs, sausage, fried tomatoes and the toast on a small rack. It tasted just as good and after I had eaten the lot and drank two cups of tea I got up, showered, then put on my crumbled clothes. "I was wondering if you would like to have Christmas dinner with my friend and I?" She asked after I joined her in her kitchen. "Sure, but I need to get home and get changed. I'll be back in two hours." "You don't mind then sharing Christmas with two old women." "Isobel, I would like some more of what we had this morning as I am sure you would." "Then you had better bring a change of clothing and your toilet things, then we can enjoy Christmas and Boxing Day doing what you seem to like doing. That is of course if you have nothing else doing," she said with a wicked smile. I was meant to go for Christmas with Beth, but I had been fobbed off that many times by her that I was beginning to get a bit pissed off. That is the problem living in the country, there are not that many spare women around that one hangs on to one. Basically all a bloke wants is to get his end away and I have found a more than eager partner and only half the distance to travel too. So Beth and her family will just have to celebrate on their own this year without me. "Fine I'll do just that. Maybe this is the start of a new friendship." "It has already started, and I want more of it if I can." I walked over and kissed her on the cheek, "Oh I sure hope so, I won't be long Isobel," I said as I left feeling real pleased with how things have turned out. Christ she was eager enough and I felt no revulsion at all fucking her. I thought I would have had, but surprisingly I had none, in fact I thoroughly enjoyed it. It was slightly more than two hours before I returned and when I drove up there was a blue Land Rover Discovery parked outside Isobel's house. I recognised the car as that of Mrs D'Silva who owned the General Store in town. She was a swarthy woman over sixty, well she always looked that ever since I knew her, with permanent drooping of the mouth, which made her look miserable. She was a well-built woman, not fat, but well padded with large breasts and wide hips, she always wore orange dresses. Her niece's worked in the shop and they had the same complexion and like her had their hair tied back tight and in a bun at the back. So this must be Isobel's friend she talked about earlier. I had said very few words with Mrs D'Silva, so I knew nothing about her, except she was the storeowner as previous mentioned. As I got out carrying my overnight bag the door opened and Isobel was standing there all dressed up with Mrs D'silva by her side. Isobel had a wide grin on her face as I walked up the pathway. "You were a bit more than the two hours, I was beginning to think you had changed your mind," she said kissing me on the cheek. "This is Maria my very good friend; treat her as you would me Thomas." Maria came up and kissed me not on the cheek but on the mouth, "Happy Christmas Thomas, I would like to be your friend too!" There was no doubting that Isobel had told Maria that I had shafted her and I was being offered it on a plate from her too. Eighteen months I have been without and now I have been offered it twice and from the most unusual sources. I have been going out with Beth for three years and she has kept her legs crossed all that time. I thought it was me to blame, but it is Beth's whole attitude to life that has pissed me off. As Isobel prepared the Christmas dinner Maria and I sat in the sitting room on the same settee. I had only been sitting there for five minutes when Maria calmly undone my zip and top clip of my trousers and dug out my now raging cock. She at first just bent over and slid her lips over it. Then she got down on the floor in front of me on her knees and started sliding her hand up and down the shaft as her mouth moved back and forward slowly taking my whole ten inches into her mouth. She kept it up and I was slowly reaching my climax, so I placed my hand on her head and held her on to me. Just as I shot she moved her head back and I spurted the complete load into her mouth, which she swallowed, after swilling it around inside her mouth. She then got up and took a drink of the brandy she had in her glass and turned towards me. "You liked that, my late husband said I was the best cock sucker he had ever met, but I would rather have the cock in my proper hole and you have such a lovely cock too." "Maria as much as I like you sucking my cock I too would rather shove it up between your legs." "Oh I'm glad you think that way, for it has been a long-time since I have felt a cock there. I'm staying overnight maybe between now and then I can feel it there." "I hope so too Maria," I replied. After we had our meal and everything settled Isobel took me into her bedroom. "Thomas I would like you to look after Maria, I am sure she will more than appreciate any attention you give her, but first I would like to continue where we left off this morning. I have an ache to feel you inside me again, but I want to be on top I don't think I could stand your weight." "No need, we will do it doggie way then no-one bears any weight." "Wonderful, let me get down on my hands and knees then." Down she went and she flipped her dress over her back revealing she had no knickers on. In seconds I was once again sunk into her and it was as nice as the last time. I had been starved for the past eighteen months and I was making up for it today. I took hold of her bony hips and pulled her on to me. Driving deep into her body as she hissed through her teeth as I drove my cock into her time after time, until I released my load into her. I had to hold her up for she just seemed to collapse once she had climaxed. "God Thomas that was lovely, we will have to do it that way again. I will be seeing you again won't I?" She asked almost pleaded. "I'm here until tomorrow night and I'll be back any time you want me to." "Oh that is wonderful news; I just love feeling you inside me Thomas. I am a wanton old woman, but I have so many years to make up." "Oh you'll catch up if I have anything to do with it," I said, for now I knew that I could come here any time and sink my cock into her. All told we were only gone about fifteen minutes but I was now feeling even randier and instead of my cock deflating I was getting hard again. Maria knew why we went into the bedroom for she looked at both of us when we came out and smiled when Isobel smiled at her. Somehow they had a secret signal that passed between them for now Maria patted the settee for me to sit beside her. The rest of the afternoon we watched a movie on TV with Isobel in her recliner chair. Maria was stretched along the settee with her legs over mine and I had my hand up her dress running my fingers through her coarse pubic hairs titillating her now very hard and pronounced clitoris. Occasionally I slid my hand down her crack to find she was wet with excitement. I am sure Isobel knew what was going on but she said nothing. When the movie finished Isobel went to make tea. Maria and I went into the spare bedroom where I had spent the previous night. She rushed over to the bed and pulled her dress up. "Come on Thomas, I couldn't be more ready than I am now." It was like sinking into a hot vat, as I slid so easily into her vagina. I thought Isobel was pleasurable, but Maria was equally so. Maria had a lot more body bulk and it was nice to feel her soft inner thighs as I thrust into her slapping into mine. I haven't had a woman who took so tight a grip on my penis as Maria did. During her climaxes I felt her muscles tighten around my shaft and made the thrust all the more sensitive. Maria was a very experienced woman and she was making me last longer than I have ever been in the past. Wow if I can have her when I want what is the bother going out with Beth. Between the pair of them I can have all the sex I want without all the hassles. "That's all right Thomas let me have your sperm, in fact I want it all inside me. Don't hold back Thomas, God I feel it gushing inside me," she said holding me close to her body with her legs tightly wrapped around me. Maria's body scents were strong and made it so much more intimate; also I loved her olive complexion. Yes! I liked this woman very much. Again this encounter didn't take all that long and we were once again sitting on the settee when Isobel called us in to have tea. This was becoming the best Christmas I've ever had and it was only late afternoon and I had fucked two different women already. The rest of that day and the next were spent on a sexual adventure with all three of us spending the night in Isobel's bed. Twice a week I now travel down to see Isobel and Maria. Wednesday evenings and Saturday evenings returning home on late Sunday afternoons. I can't stay away much longer because the cows have to be milked and Sunday evening milking is my responsibility. As for Beth I haven't seen her for a few months now, but she has sent numerous messages for me to contact her. If she was playing hard to get then it is her who has suffered the loss. I haven't had such a loving time as I am having now. A Merry Christmas I hadn't lived on the Oregon Coast a full year, so I had not yet tried to cross the mountain pass during Christmas. My family (nuclear and extended) all live in Portland, about two hours away from my new home in Seaside. It was for this reason that it had simply never occurred to me that I might not be able to go home for Christmas. I went home for everything: birthdays, holidays, shopping, lunch with my folks when I felt like it. Of course I'd spend the holidays with my family. And I had secretly decided that this would be the time that I'd introduce Adam to my extended family, or rather, the time that I would introduce my family to him... When I saw My Big Fat Greek Wedding the first time, I finally realized I was not alone. My family is not Greek, but they are big and loud and in each other's lives all time. Which is why when I finished my degree in library science, I agreed to take a job in Seaside two hours from everyone. It seemed like just enough miles that I could still take part in everything that I wanted to, but far enough away to provide healthy distance. I love my job and my new hometown. I met my boyfriend there the first week after I moved. I needed someone to make some renovations to the little old house that I bought and Adam came highly recommended. We hit it off immediately and had been dating for about 3 months. Adam had long finished the updating to my kitchen and bathroom. I wanted to add another room to the back of my house, but I also figured it could wait until later, since this thing with Adam seemed to be working out and I really couldn't afford it yet anyway. December 23rd I spent all day making candy and baking cookies. My presents had long been wrapped, though I discovered that under the tree was not a good place to keep presents when you have a puppy. That night the temperature dropped hard and fast. We had not seen any snow yet this winter, though it had been predicted more than once. The night was crystal clear as Adam and I came home from a friend's party. "I think it's going to snow, babe," Adam had told me as we parked in front of my house. "I doubt it. There are only a few clouds and they've said it was going to like three times already, and nothing," I said as I snuggled into his shoulder. (Yes, I rode in the middle of the bench seat. We're still newly dating. Cut me some slack.) We both looked at the sky though the windshield as clouds blew past, obscuring, then revealing, then obscuring again the bright moon. "It looks like there's a ring around the moon. It's going to be a White Christmas," Adam persisted. "Maybe we should check the weather, before we go tomorrow." "Maybe I should wait and we can drive together." "No. I don't want you to miss the morning with your family." Adam had family obligations of his own and was planning to come only later in the afternoon, while I was planning to drive to my parents' house early Christmas Eve, then ride with them out to my Aunt and Uncle's for dinner and gifts. Adam would meet us there and have dinner with the family. "Okay, but make sure your phone is charged just in case," Adam said, turning to kiss my forehead. I tipped my mouth up to kiss his chin. He was so sweet when he worried. "Not that my cell will be much good in the mountains," I teased. He pressed his lips to mine. It took several moments before he answered. "Still, I'd rather you had your phone, just in case." By then I was breathless, so I didn't argue. "See you tomorrow," I said as I slipped out of the truck and booked it through the cold night air to my house. I sniffed the wreath on my door as I slipped my key in the lock. Mmm... Christmas! I could hear Dallas yipping in excitement and I turned to wave so he knew I was safely inside. ---------------- I knew something was up before I even opened my eyes. My bedroom had a chill to it that spoke of a cold, cold day and Dallas had climbed under my covers to hide beside my warmth, even though I rarely let her on the bed. I turned over and cuddled her, rubbing her ears and neck. I was bringing her with me to Portland because she was still a cute puppy and no one could object, and besides, I couldn't leave her alone all weekend. I'm normally against putting clothes on a dog, but I admit that I have a vest for Dallas that I put on her that day, because she got so cold when we went outside that she shook. Beagles aren't exactly built for really cold weather. Afterward, I jumped in the shower, made a quick breakfast and ran about gathering the things I was bringing with me. Dallas ran around barking and jumping in excitement until I suddenly realized she had disappeared. I had almost everything together when I went to look for her. She was standing on the back of the couch watching snowflakes falling outside. Her little tail was wagging as she intently watched their slow decent and she was so darn cute that it took me a minute to realize, 'CRAP! It's snowing!' I lugged everything to the car, checked to make sure I had chains in my trunk, then put Dallas in her carrier thingy and strapped the carrier in the front seat. The ground had yet to turn white, and although the flakes weren't melting when they hit the ground, I ignored the snow and set out. Half way up the mountain I stopped to chain up. The snow was falling quite a bit harder and it had clearly been snowing in the higher elevations a lot longer than it had been down at sea level. If it had been any other day, I might have just turned around then, but it was Christmas Eve and Christmas is about family, so I cranked up the Bing Crosby and sang to White Christmas and Silver Bells as I drove through the trees and the falling snow. It couldn't have been more picturesque if I had special ordered it. It was so beautiful that I stopped to take a few pictures. I also let Dallas out to pee, but once she was out of the car she was far more interested in jumping and running through the white fluffy stuff than peeing. In fact she refused to pee, until I found her a place under the trees that was sheltered enough that there was nearly snowless ground. I finally dusted off my puppy and got her back in the car. At that point I noticed that visibility was starting to get bad. I started the car and pulled back onto the highway, but I nearly didn't make it back on to the road. Despite my chains, the wheels slipped and slid across the road and I had a few breathless moments as I clenched the wheel and tried not to over-steer. Finally we were back on the road and I drove slowly and carefully a few more miles. Nervous, I checked my phone to see if I had any reception. One bar. I decided then and there to call Adam and let him know where I was and that I was still trucking toward Portland. His answering service picked up and I told him my mile marker, the road conditions and my decision to drive on. I called my mother too, just to let her know I was still on my way. My service cut out part way through the second call. Then I hit a hill that my little car was just not prepared for. I had just come down a gentle slope and was climbing the hill before me when my car started to slide off the road. I tried to steer back toward the center of the road, but I lost momentum and my car started to slide backward, rather than forward. We slid in slow motion, drifting back down the hill and to the right until my car came to a stop near the bottom of the hill, half on the road and half in the ditch, which was quickly filling up with drifted snow. I sat there a moment and took stock. We were both okay, though Dallas was whining in fear. I patted her head and rubbed under her chin. I checked the cell phone. No bars. I turned on my engine and started the car. I had somehow killed it during the slow decent into the snowy ditch. I put the car in first gear and slowly eased on the gas. I could feel my tires spinning, so I eased off. Trying to ward off fear, I got out of my car to look at the situation. The snow was just too deep and even with chains, I couldn't get any traction. We were stuck. I wanted badly to try driving away again, but I could see that it wasn't going to work and I decided that getting my car stuck further into the snow was a terrible plan. I got back in the car and cried. It was Christmas Eve. I was stuck in the middle of nowhere with my puppy and no cell service and the snow was nearing a foot deep. I ate a couple Christmas cookies and gave Dallas a treat while I tried to decide what to do. Despite the remoteness, I knew that there were houses hidden along the highway through here. My best bet was probably to try to find a house and use a landline to call Adam and my family. I ate another cookie to fortify myself as I tried not the think the dreaded thought 'I should have listen to my mother and turned back.' I put on my gloves and scarf and hat. I got out and stuck Dallas in my hoodie then zipped it up till only her little head was sticking out. Then I put on my coat, locked my car and headed West down the road. The stillness of a snowy day is always so deep and I couldn't hear any of the normal forest or road noises that I associate with this stretch of land. As the flakes fell silently around me I found myself wishing Adam was there. I don't really know why. Two of stuck isn't really any better than one of us stuck, and in fact would be worse, since I was hoping he would come and get me. But the truth was everything was better when he was around. And even though we were stuck out on the highway in foot deep snow, Adam would see the beauty of the forest and feel the joy of snow at Christmas time. My heart thumped hard as I began to realize that I wanted to spend every day with Adam; every day for the rest of my life. When had that happened? I slipped a little in the snow and I sat on a convenient log to think about this revelation. We had only been dating for three months. We hadn't even had sex yet. We were both old fashion enough to want to take it slow and, true, this had always felt like something special. I stood back up, because it was darn cold and sitting wasn't helping. I could think and walk at the same time for goodness' sake. Okay. So... So, I had found the man I wanted to marry. And suddenly I couldn't walk fast enough. Holy crap! I had found the man I wanted to marry. Now if I could only get to him through all this snow. And as if that thought had bidden him come, he appeared over the crest of the hill. I stopped dead in my tracks, one arm supporting Dallas, so she would stay warm under my coat and one arm raised to draw his eye. He pulled over to the side where I was standing and jumped out of his truck. "Oh thank God!" he said, as he pulled me into his arms. Dallas wiggled between us and popped her head out of my coat and barked. We both started laughing. "Come on, let's get you both in the truck and warmed up!" "How did you know we were stuck?" I asked, beyond curious at his sudden and heroic appearance. We climbed in the truck and I began to remove my layers, so that I could let Dallas out. "I don't know. I got your message while I was still at my parents and something just told me to go. The farther I went, the worse the feeling got and then I crested the hill and there you were, walking down the side of the highway. Where's your car?" "About a mile back. I didn't really walk all that far before you found me." "A mile? Are you freezing? Here let me turn up the heat." I laughed. God, I loved this man! We hiked together all the time and he knew a mile in cold weather was not going to kill me. But that didn't stop him from cranking the heat and pulling my already warm hands into his to "warm" them further. "I know a better way to warm me up," I said. And I pulled him close enough to kiss. I couldn't help but put all the love and passion I had just been feeling into the kiss I gave him. When we finally pulled apart gasping, my hand was under his sweater on his chest and I could feel his hands on my ribs below my breasts. "Let's go home," I said, with feeling. "Right," he said. "What about your car?" "Well, it's off the road, about half into a shallow ditch. We can come back tomorrow and pull it out, if it stops snowing, but honestly, I just want to go home now." He gave me a considering look, then he put the truck into gear, pulled it around, and started back. The puppy settled down on the seat between us, put her head on Adam's thigh, and sighed. We were both quiet on the home. It took longer than normal because Adam was driving cautiously with all the snow. I don't know what he was thinking, but I was thinking about a lot of things. I thought about my family. This would be the first Christmas I had ever spent apart from them. I thought about my cousins opening their presents and running around the house, crazy and hopped up on sugar and adrenaline. I thought about my grandfather telling stories about the good old days; they were wonderful stories about his youth and my uncles and father as children. I thought about the games and the pie and the times when I was a kid and my grandmother would play Christmas songs on the piano while the parents sung and the children played. Then I thought about the man beside me; how to tell him everything I felt. How do you tell someone that you want to spend the rest of your life with them? That you want your future Christmas memories to be about him? Guys have it so easy. They can just propose. And while I could do that, I had a feeling it would take the wind out of Adam's sails. I couldn't do that to him. But I could just try to show him how I felt. I started to formulate a plan. When we got back down to HWY 101, I called my mom to let her know that I was okay, but I wasn't going to make it there today. I expected her to be disappointed, but she mostly just sounded relieved. I felt like a jerk for making her worry and so I apologized then told her to give my love to the family. When I got off the phone we were pulling up to my house. The puppy was sprawled out on the seat between us, fast asleep. "Will you carry her for me?" I asked. Clearly, I could have carried the puppy myself, but I mostly just needed an excuse to get him in the house. The puppy seemed like the obvious choice. "Sure," he answered picking her up and cradling her in his arm. I gathered up my own things then got out. I opened the front door wide to let Adam in, then closed it and locked it with a strange sense of finality. We were home. Adam laid the puppy on her bed by the fireplace then turned back toward me. I was already removing my sweatshirt, but he hadn't even taken off his coat yet. I pushed it off his shoulders, dropping it on the floor. I pushed his sweater up over his head. He quirked an eyebrow at me, cooperating but saying nothing. I sat on the bench behind me to pull off my boots and he sat next to me to do the same. I was looking down at my boots. "I was pretty scared when my car got stuck," I admitted. "I wished you were there, even though we would have both been stuck." I looked up at him then. He was smiling. God, I loved his smile. It was the first thing I noticed when I met him. He had perfect lips and when he smiled, it made you feel like the world was a pretty great place to be in. "I love you Adam." "I love you too," he said, and I thought his smile might crack his face it got so big. I stood up in my bare feet and pulled my shirt over my head. Just as quickly I popped the button on my jeans and pushed them down to my feet. Adam's jaw dropped. It wasn't that much to look at: average build, short stature and practical cotton underwear and bra. I might be stacked on top, but in the way of seduction, this was less than elaborate. Adam just sat there staring at me with his mouth open, which actually made me feel a little better. Apparently he didn't need elaborate. And that was great, because that meant I would really knock his socks off someday with the underwear I had in the drawer in my bedroom. I pulled him to his feet and reached for his belt. I just about had it off when he suddenly galvanized into action. He yanked his pants down and pulled his undershirt off, then standing just in black boxers and white tube socks, he swept me up. I laughed again in unexpected joy and threw my arms around his shoulders as he carried me to the bedroom. He set me in the center of the bed, then stopped and suddenly turned around. That wasn't exactly the action I expected him to take and I sat there in stunned silence. What the hell? He returned quickly holding a small black box and as he moved to kneel beside the bed my breath caught in my throat and my eyes teared up. "Sarah, I love you with my whole heart. I can't imagine a future that you're not in. I know we haven't been dating for very long, but I already know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?" The tears spilled down my cheeks as I wrapped my arms around him. "Yes. Yes. A million times, yes!" I laughed. "Thank God you asked me. I didn't know how I was going to tell you yes without accidently asking you first." Adam laughed at my ridiculousness as he stood up to get on the bed. He pulled me closer and wiped the tears from my face. Then he kissed my eyes and my cheeks, my chin and finally my mouth. He turned his head to tilt the kiss. My hands spread wide on his smooth back and I felt his hard muscles beneath my hands. "You haven't even seen the ring yet," he said, pulling away. "Uh huh. In a minute," I said, between the kisses I pressed into his neck and shoulder. I really wanted to see the ring. I really wanted to wear the ring. But at the moment, I wanted to kiss his hard body even more. He was running his hard calloused hands down my back and sides and it felt so good that I didn't want him to ever stop, but he finally pushed me back and put the box in my hand. Oh, God. I cracked the lid and starred down at my new ring. It was absolutely perfect. He slid it out of the box and onto my finger. I looked up into his eyes. I could feel the cool gold warming to my hand, but I couldn't look away from his eyes. He pulled me close and started kissing me again. We slowly lay back against the pillows, kissing and touching, touching and kissing. His body was lean and muscled from construction work and running. He had a light sprinkling of hair across his chest that matched the dark hair on his head. His mouth was steadily working its way down my chest, and when he encountered the barrier of my practical bra, his hands went around my back to remove that obstacle. He rubbed his lips gently over my nipples before opening his mouth to suck one gently in. As if there were a direct line from my nipples to my crotch, I felt my panties flood while other things clenched. One hand went to the back of his head to hold him there, while my other hand continued to explore the broad expanse of his back. I encountered the line of his boxers and flattened my hand to go under the band. Even his butt felt muscled and I squeezed it to test its strength. His member jumped against my thigh and he groaned releasing one nipple and starting on the next. I clenched again. My hand continued to explore his body, coming around the front to see what we had there. I knew this was going to step up the game, and while I liked, a lot, what he was doing, my lower half was getting restless with anticipation. My hand found his shaft and wrapped around its base. Shit! He felt huge! I must have surprised him as well, because my nipple popped out of his mouth and he groaned. "Oh God, Sarah!" I smirked wickedly and moved my hand down his shaft. He rolled to his side to allow me better access and I pulled his shorts down so I could see what I was getting into. I stared for a second. I wasn't ready for this. While he wasn't particularly long, his girth was surprising and I had the distinct thought, 'I hope this fits.' I decided to test it with my mouth first, though I knew that might be pushing his limit. A Merry Christmas Adam was watching my every move but when my head started to descend his eyes shut and his fists clenched the quilt. The head of his shaft was already glistening with pre-cum and I swirled my tongue around the tip to get a taste. His hips bucked up and he clenched the quilt even harder. "Uh, Babe. Maybe we should save this for another time, 'cause there's no way I'm going to last if you do that," he gritted out. I pulled my head away looking at his face. He unexpected flipped us around, pulling off my underpants and planting his face between my legs before I realized what was happening. "Let me show you what I mean," he said with a grin. He took a long swipe at my lower lips and I bucked off the bed. He put a hand on my lower stomach to hold me down and began to kiss and lick his way around in exploration. When his tongue hit my pearl, my hips bucked again and I found myself clenching the quilt with fists. His low chuckle caught me off guard. "See what I mean." "Adam!" I yelled with frustration. "Would you like me to stay here or move on?" He asked vaguely. My body was on fire and my mind couldn't unravel his meaning. "I want you inside me now!" I said bluntly. He chuckled again and moved into position. I promised myself then that he would one day find himself tied down and I would make all kinds of vague suggestions until he was ready to explode. Then I promptly forgot everything as he pushed the head of his shaft into my body. Thank God I was already soaking wet because it was a tight fit. We both groan as he paused to let my body adjust. I clenched around him involuntarily. He pushed another inch or so in and paused again. I flooded again. God, I was so turned on. Finally he pulled back a little and pushed the rest of the way in, bottoming out the same time I did. We fit together perfectly, if tightly. He kissed me again as we both adjusted. "I love you," he whispered. I put my hand on his cheek, kissing him. "I love you," I whispered back. He pulled back and slid in again. It felt incredibly good. I moved my hands to his butt to encourage his movement. He pulled out and thrust in again, picking up momentum and I rose to meet him. His girth was hitting a place deep inside me that I hadn't known was there. "Sarah, I'm not going to last long," he warned through clenched jaw. "It's okay, I'm really close," I said, concentrating on the spot he kept hitting. Oh my God it felt good. I could feel my orgasm building like a wave builds as it approaches shore, but it was still out of reach. Adam began thrusting faster and harder and at the last minute he reached down between us and rubbed my pearl. I went ridged at my orgasm crashed over me. I heard Adam yell and he collapsed on top of me, but my body was still jerking and spasming and it seemed like his voice was coming from a distance. Then I realized that my ears were ringing. He rolled onto his side, taking me with him, since we were still connected and His arms were around me. We lay there for awhile, catching our breath. My eyes were closed and I was snuggled close against his shoulder and chest. 'When we are married I can do this every day for the rest of my life.' My vagina clench again at the thought and I felt Adam's shaft jump a little inside me. He took my left hand and kissed my ring finger. "Merry Christmas," he said. "Yes, it is," I said opening my eyes to look at him again. "It is a merry Christmas." A Merry Christmas with Kate Upton Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. Please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn't want them to be empty now would we? All alone like that? You're not a monster are you? Also, please don't post this on any other site without my explicit permission. I've had to bring the hammer down on two thieves right as of writing and don't want to bring it down again. Don't forget to add me on one of the messengers too! Don't be afraid! I love chatting about celebs, story ideas or chatting in general and I like making new friends! Celebrity: Kate Upton Codes: MF, Cons, Oral, Anal Author's Note: Yeah, it's fluff so sue me. It's Christmas! That did it! That fucking did it! I was going to hand my notice in the first thing on December twenty sixth and I was going to get the hell out of the retail business! The doors were shut and much merriment was already occurring on the streets of my home town. However, I was pretty much set in my role as the Grinch of our store. A snowball hit the back of my neck and I shook it off as I stuffed my hands into my pockets and started to make my way back to my apartment. I lived on the ground floor of a pretty nice set of buildings in down town Denton, Ohio and I was going to be the only one there for most of tonight and probably for the early hours of tomorrow morning/midday. Fine by me. I still had all of my presents to wrap and most of my cards to write for my family. One more stop on my way over into the convenience store and I would be on vacation for one whole week while my brand new assistant manager held the store off. Of course, I had precisely nothing to do with my week off other than be a Grinch and probably make my way home after dealing with my family. First, I had a date with a six pack and the latest issue of Sports Illustrated to see what new hot women were out there. Street lights flickered above me as I walked down the street towards what was left of society that hadn't shut down for the holidays. I put my hand out and saw that there was a soft flake cascading down from the heavens towards the ground. Snow fall? That was all that I needed. Looking around, I spotted the occasional family or small child getting excited about the falling powder. There wasn't much texture to it, so maybe it wouldn't stay? Narrowly avoiding some open air snowball conflict, I ducked into an open and remarkably empty parking lot for my local convenience store and made my way over to the front door. The lure of the heating inside of the store was just too great for me to avoid. Putting my hand against the cold steel of the door, I pushed my way inside of the store and the warm blast of heating was enough for me to almost be grateful I was inside. However, the smell of out of date hotdogs and burgers were enough for me to get brought back into the room. Looking around, I nodded at the baked clerk behind the desk as I walked over to the alcohol. Grabbing a six pack of Coors and then walking down towards the magazine rack, I picked up a GQ and a Sports Illustrated as a special Christmas treat to myself. Well, why shouldn't I reward myself? Checking out the selection of candy bars, I found nothing that seemed to grab my attention so I made my way straight over to the desk. Laying down all of the items down on the counter, I ignored the look from the attendant as he bagged the items for me. Ringing them up, I passed over a tatty twenty dollar bill before getting my change and stuffing it into the pocket of my jacket. Tucking my hand under the bottom of my bag, I walked out of the store and ignored the biting cold of the area. Looking to the right, I stepped out into the cold and started to walk towards my home. The snow was falling a little faster this time and I was almost certain that it would start to settle now. Rolling my eyes, I snorted out a sound that almost resembled a 'Bah Humbug' sound before starting to walk a little faster to get home while I still could do. Reaching my door, I pushed my hand into my jacket pocket and blindly searched for my keys. Grabbing my work set and slipping them over my thumb, I lifted my apartment keys out with me right index finger and then into the palm of my hand. I slipped the key into the lock and managed to twist it before stuffing my work keys back into my pocket and crossing the threshold into the door. Laying the brown paper bag down on the floor inside of my apartment, I then lifted the keys out of the lock and closing it behind me. Flicking the lights on, I slid the bolt across my door locking it in place. Not that I was expecting too many visitors at this time of night. Flipping the nearest light on, I walked into the front room of my apartment and ignored the looming pile of presents still in the clear plastic bin bag I had used from work. Kicking a roll of wrapping paper away from my feet, I sat back on my leather couch and smiled softly. My eyes studying the faux fireplace I had hanging off of my wall. It was an electrical heating unit that looked rather homely and gave the centre of my apartment the appearance of a front room in a family home. Grabbing the remote control for it, I lifted it up and pointed it at it, flicking the fireplace on. The orange flames started to illuminate the room and flicker to life like it was a real fire. Orange washed over the apartment, the light bathing my leather couch and the recliner chair to the right of it in the same light. Closing my eyes and letting my head fall back and rest against the top of the couch, the heat started to tickle my body and washing away the prospect of a Christmas by myself. My eyes opened and I pushed myself up to my feet. Walking back to the entrance to my apartment, my snow boots collided with the laminated flooring as I crossed over to the coat hook hanging off of my wall. Unzipping, I shrugged the coat off and hung it up before reaching down and picking up my shopping from earlier. Placing them down on the couch, I took a seat next to them and lifted one of the magazines out along with one of the chilled beers. Placing the lid of the beer against the palm of my left hand, I firmly twisted the bottle and removed the lid with ease. Throwing the metal lid onto the coffee table, I lifted the bottle to my lips and swallowed a mouthful of the beer. Putting the beer down to my side, I tried to relax in my room. Just next to the fireplace there was a window that hadn't had the curtain drawn. I could see more and more snow dropping down from the heavens and colliding with the ground. My eyes studied the open window and I pretty much knew that there was a good chance I wouldn't be getting out of here the next morning. The weather in Ohio always seemed to keep the snow overnight and then some. If this goes the way I think it will do, chances are I won't be able to leave to go see my family. Stepping up off of the couch, I kept my beer in hand and walked over to the window. What I saw damn near made my eyes go wide. Outside, down town Ohio looked like a winter wonderland. Almost four inches of snow had fallen and the view from my apartment made it look like I was on the set of some sort of Christmas movie. A lone pair of headlights was visible in the distance but that looked liked that was it for civilisation. Smiling as I realised I could have the whole apartment complex to myself and I could do exactly whatever I wanted by myself. Turning my back to the window, I walked back to the couch and picked up one of the Sports Illustrated to take a look through. On the front cover was Kate Upton, a name both my dick and my search history was very familiar with. I took a seat on the couch and thumbed my way through the magazine, sipping on the beer as I searched for Kate's main spread. As I was thumbing through the magazine there was a knock at my door. Raising an eyebrow, I looked over the back of my couch and then at the door. I waited for a brief moment before there was another knock that made me stand up straight. "Who the hell is this?" I mumbled under my breath, keeping my beer held up by the neck of the bottle. Taking a sip of my beer, I put my hand on the door's bolt and slid it away. Placing the beer on the table next to the door, I took a grip of the handle and opened it up. The deathly chill in the air making me shiver in place as I looked out to whoever was at my door. The person had their back turned to me and they were dressed in a big, thick black coat that ran down to just above their knees. The person was wearing a set of red stockings and some boots that ran up to her knees. Just seeing the exposed skin made my loins start to burn. However, the owner of the legs certainly did make me start to get very hot under the collar. Kate fucking Upton was on my front door and had her arms wrapped under her impressive chest, although I couldn't see them right now due to the thick coat she was wearing. She smiled and quickly waved at me before stepping a little closer to me and standing on the absolute door step. "Hi. Can I come in please?" Still rather dumbfounded, I nodded my head and stepped aside. The hand that had unlocked the door extended and I let her walk into my own private residence. Kate fucking Upton was now in my apartment? I could just see the blog post to my local celebrity forum appearing in my mind. Closing the door behind her, I walked back into the front room where Kate had taken a few steps in and had extended her hands towards the heater, getting some obviously much needed warmth to her extremities. She looked over her shoulder at me and smiled, a loose strand of blonde hair falling in front of her face for a few moments before she brushed it away. "Thanks." "Yeah, no problem. Still cold out there huh?" Kate nodded her head and bit on her lip softly. "Yeah. I can't believe how bad the weather's gotten. It's like the North pole out there!" Her hands came together and rubbed against each other before they extended back towards the fireplace heater. She lifted her head up and looked around before smiling fondly at me. "Nice place." Was that sarcasm? I wasn't too sure but frankly, I didn't care. Kate Upton was in my front room and actively engaging me in conversation. "Where are my manners! Sorry, I'm Kate." She said with a smile, moving over to extend her hand for me to shake. Taking it and shaking it with a big smile on my face, I nodded my head. "But, I guess you already knew that huh?" She nodded towards the open Sports Illustrated magazine that proudly displayed the Kate Upton spread. "I... Uh..." "It's cool. Trust me, I wouldn't do these shoots if I didn't already have an idea as to what people would do with the pictures. I suppose you wouldn't mind an autograph?" "That would be great!" "Cool. I'll trade you an autograph for the use of your land line?" "My land line? Sure. What's up?" "My car broke down. I need to get a hold of a mechanic. I saw one a couple of blocks away, just need to call one of them to get a ride out of here." Nodding, I moved over to my kitchen and found my kitchen's land line that was hanging off of a wall mounted charger. Lifting it off of the receiver, I passed it to Kate who focused on the keypad and dialled in the number she had obviously noted down earlier. Made me wonder if she had expected something to go wrong or not. Kate started to move around the inside of the small kitchen while she spoke to the mechanic. As her eyes drifted over to the mountain of gifts, her eyes moved back to me and a smile crept onto her face. She finished up the phone call and put it back onto the charger. Walking over to the presents, she looked them over and then looked at me. "These all for you? I don't think the cookie monster onesie will fit you too well." She added with a smile, lifting it out of the bag and holding it up as if to measure it against me. She placed it bag in the bag and walked into the main front room, loitering in front of the heater. Her hands came down to the front of her coat and fiddled with the front buckle, she then let it fall loose and she pushed her arms back so that she could wriggle out of her coat. She was wearing a ruby red dress with white fluffy trim. Three white fluffy balls were pinned onto the chest, one below each other like they were buttons. Around the waist was a black belt that had a golden buckle at the front, just above her belly button. At the front of the outfit, near where to her cleavage was, was a piece of holly that drew attention to her chest. Not that Kate Upton's chest needed much of a grab. "So? There a reason why you're not wrapping those?" She asked, looking at the presents that still sat neglected in the corner of my room. "I just can't wrap presents." Kate laughed and shook her head, almost as if she couldn't believe the words that had just come out of my mouth. Her hands came down and put rested them down on her ass, she bit her bottom lip and then shook her head, another laugh escaping her lips. "Seriously? It's so easy!" She walked over to one of the small jumpsuits I had picked up for my nephew and then laid it out flat on the table in the front room. She flattened out the outfits and then looked around for the wrapping paper. "Wrapping paper?" She asked, looking up at me expectantly. Put back a little bit, I was temporarily dumbfounded before I nodded my head, clicking my fingers to illustrate that I knew where it was. Walking into my kitchen, I found a roll of tape and three separate rolls of wrapping paper. Walking back to my front room, I passed Kate both the wrapping paper and the scotch tape. She unravelled the first roll of wrapping paper and placed the onesies in the middle of the paper. Grabbing one of the craft knives I had used to try to wrap one of my earlier presents, she cut a straight line along from the bottom of the paper up to the top, cutting the fabric away cleanly. As I stood, watching Kate start to wrap the presents, I watched as she bent over the table, showing off her impressive chest. My eyes focused purely on the two large breasts that were being enclosed by the red dress. Watching them, my dick started to swell as they subtly jiggled while she wrapped my presents. Trying to find a way to stimulate myself, I stuck my hands into my jeans pockets and started to reach towards my length while my eyes were focused purely on her chest. Kate folded the gift over onto itself and then expertly sealed it with the same precision that she had shown earlier on in the evening. Satisfied, she sat back on her heels and then looked up at me, catching my gaze, she smiled and looked up at me. Her hand coming to the front and then tugging the dress up, as she did, I caught a flash of her panties which she also caught. Smiling and shaking her head, combing her fingers through her hair as she shrugged. "Guess I'm in a lose lose here right?" She smiled, planted her hands on the table and pushed herself to a standing position. With a flick of her right hand, she pointed at the spot where she had been kneeling and suggested that I take her place. Smirking and nodding my head, I knew I had little choice. Kneeling down next to where Kate was now standing, I waited for Kate to select a gift for me to wrap. A gift box of perfume was selected and then placed on the table as Kate knelt down next to me. "Okay, get some paper." I did so and Kate nodded her approval. "Now open up the paper and put the gift in the middle of it." Following Kate's instructions with a nod of my head, I pulled the roll to the left and extended the paper so I could place the gift in the middle of the paper. Grabbing the same craft knife I was about to repeat what Kate had done when she took a seat behind me and then slipped her arms under mine. She moved closer and her large chest was pressing against my back, relishing the feel of her breasts moving against me as she fidgeted in place to get herself comfortable. Her left arm curled around my waist and pulled her closer to me as her right hand slid down mine to help me hold the knife. Her breath was hot against my ear as she looked at me and then down at the paper. "Okay, this is what we'll do." Her hand moved onto mine and she helped me cut through the paper with ease. Her mouth was inches away from my ear as she nodded her head and moaned softly in an affirmative manner. Her mouth opened and she spoke softly. "Yeah, that's good. That's so good." Okay, this was starting to look like a porno. Not that I minded too much. This porno had Kate Upton and me in it! As I cut at the paper, Kate carried on moaning in the affirmative. As I folded the last corner over onto the perfume gift set, Kate's moaning got higher and more high pitched as she nodded her head like she was in the middle of having an orgasm pushed upon her. The last bit of tape was removed from the dispenser and placed on top of the gift and that made Kate positively squeal with delight. I turned my head to face her and was disappointed to feel her ease up on me and then get to a standing position. She walked over to the other side of the table and then passed me a gift tag. Waving it expectantly, I leaned up off of my knees and took it from her. "Write it out." She said with a smile, I raised an eyebrow but didn't complain. Taking the tag from her, I placed it down on the table and then grabbed a small biro pen and started to do as Kate requested, the pen hit paper and I elegantly wrote out a note to my mother before taping the string to the gift. Minutes passed as I duplicated the past action, each present was wrapped, sealed and tagged as Kate nodded in approval watching from the couch. I looked up at her and raised an eyebrow as she smiled at me. "Are you going to help?" I asked, putting my hands on my hips as one of the last bags was emptied. I only had a few more gifts to go and Kate seemed to approve of what I had done so far. "I have helped! Look at how much you've got done!" She said with a grin, waving her hand over to where the growing pile of wrapped presents now stood proudly. "Would you have got that done if I wasn't waiting for the mechanic?" She had me there. I shook my head in the negative and Kate made a triumphant, if amused sound. "So I'm helping." "I guess you are." I placed the last of the gifts on the table and was about to wrap it up for the very last time in just under forty five minutes when something she had said made me look up at her. "What time did your mechanic say he was going to be here?" "In about an hour and a half. But that was an hour ago," She laid her arms along the top of my couch and looked behind her, her chest sticking out as she looked through the window. "I'd guess he got caught up in this weather? Such a shame." "A shame? Why do you care? He's doing his job." "No one should be alone on Christmas! It's the most wonderful time of year!" "Pfft. It's just another day in the year that people spend the rest of the next year paying it off so they can do it all again the next year." I walked over to the couch and took a seat next to her. I was doing a lot of talking with my hands as I looked over at her. "Is that what you think?" She asked, a concerned look on her face as we spoke. "How can you not think that? Economy's still in the toilet and people just have to get the latest video game console for their brat who won't even appreciate it!" Kate smiled and looked down at her red stocking covered legs, she looked up at me and nodded her head. "I'm just saying... No one should be alone on Christmas and I've got nearly two hours before the mechanic can get here. I can be with you tonight..." A Merry Christmas with Kate Upton Then, the big breasted blonde was on my lap, her arms crossed behind my head and her lips on mine. I could feel her chest pressing into mine and her groin was slowly rubbing in small circles against mine, I could feel her dampness from her groin making my length grow. My hands came down from her shoulders, one hand rested on her ass while the other moved forward to cup one of her large breasts. The blonde seemed to approve as she let out a moan into my mouth as her hands slipped up from my back and started to thread her fingers through my hair. Her lips left mine and her eyes opened as we studied each others faces. She licked her lips and whispered against mine. "I bet this is something out of your wildest dreams?" "It's pretty much up there." "Now how about this?" Kate's hands then took a hold of mine and placed the both of them at the top of the bright red, white and black bra her magnificent chest was enclosed in. Then, her hands slowly dragged mine down, exposing her chest and her rock hard nipples. My eyes moved up to meet hers and she cast a wink towards me. "Now how about an early Christmas present?" Kate asked, her hands now rubbing up and down against my chest. She stood up off of my lap and stepped back to the gap between my legs. Her hands found the big black belt buckle of the Mrs. Claus outfit and she unbuckled it, letting the tight dress unfold, the fabric becoming slack around her delicious body. She then stuck her thumb under the shoulder straps of the outfit and slipped them down over her arms. The dress fell to the floor leaving her in only the thigh high boots and the red stockings that matched the outfit. Her hands reached behind her and unclipped the bra, dumping the lacy fabric down on the floor. Her large breasts stood proudly in front of her as she walked back towards me, I moved forward but was beaten to the touch when Kate's hand touched my shoulder pushing me backwards. Dropping down to her knees, Kate inched closer to me to the point where her large, round breasts were pressing against the inside of my thighs. Looking up at me with her big eyes, Kate put her right hand on my zipper while her left hand was pressing down against my thigh as if to keep me in place. As if I'd go anywhere else! The zipper was peeled down at an agonizingly slow rate as she kept her eyes locked solely on mine. When she couldn't pull her hand down any more, what had been a soft, subtle expression turned into a wide grin. The hand then moved from the zipper and to the inside of my pants, finding the large bump of my erection underneath my boxer shorts. Squeezing it, she smiled when I let out a groan and then started to pull the fabric down. Soon, my erection was revealed to her, her eyes flicked up and studied my face. She moved up on her knees and then opened her mouth, her tongue slipping out and striking against the tip of my length. Much to her amusement, I shivered in place and shook at the contact. Her hand was wrapped firmly around the base and held it in place as she started to open her mouth and stick her tongue out to taste my cock. Her tongue started at the bottom of my piss hole and then broadly licked around in a clockwise motion, tasting every part of my cock as she licked at me. Her tongue started to bathe my dick's head in her hot saliva, making the head shine with a liberal distribution of her own spit. After making a couple more laps with her tongue, she moved her head over my pole and pushed a bead of spit from her mouth and onto my cock. The warm bead of saliva hit my dick's head and started to roll down my length. Her hand touched the part just under my head and started to push the bead of spit down, liberally applying it to every part of exposed skin. Running her hands down to my balls, she cupped them and stroked them softly as her mouth opened and she took the head of my length inside her mouth. Her lips closed around the head and she started to slowly bob her head up and down, her tongue flicking against my pole as she moved her eyes down to look at the bottom of my cock. A soft moan left her lips as she started to slide her mouth up and down on my cock. Her hands massaged my balls, rolling them from side to side as she started to work on my cock. Her hand on my thigh stroked up and down the inside of my leg as she fidgeted in place. Pulling her lips off of my cock, she kissed my head and then licked along the underside of my pole. Grinning from ear to ear, she looked up at me as she kissed the head of my dick. "I just love sucking cock. It gets me so wet!" I didn't even get a chance to respond before Kate opened her mouth and started to go down on me again. Her mouth forming a vacuum seal around my length and forcing more of my cock inside her mouth, her tongue coming up to press against the bottom of my cock. Kate's eyes locked onto mine as she forced more and more of my length inside of her mouth. Her breath was hot against the top of my cock as she swallowed every last inch of my dick. Her mouth opened and her tongue rolled out of her mouth, flicking against my nut sack as I groaned lowly and took my hands up off of the couch and started to thread their way through her hair. Kate's mouth came off of my cock and then tilted her head to along the side of my dick. Soft kisses were placed along the side of my length before she licked the bottom of my head. Her hands cupped my balls and she softly rolled them in her hand as she covered my cock in her warm, wet saliva. As she worked on me, I groaned lowly. I was getting ready to cum and the big-breasted model seemed to know what was going to happen. "You can cum in my mouth if you want," She then swallowed my cock whole for a brief moment before pulling her lips off and speaking to me again. "I swallow." That was all I needed. My hands left her hair and stopped guiding her as she went about working on me at her own pace. Her mouths slid up and down on my length at a punishing, slow rate before she settled at half way down my prick and her hand wrapped around the base. Coaxing the cum out of it, she pumped her hand up and down while she kept her eyes locked on mine. Gasping, I arched my back off of the couch and started to cum. Warm, hot, sticky ropes of my cum shot from my dick's head and started to spray the inside of her mouth, my orgasm almost coating her oral cavity with my sexual release. Groaning, my fingers clutched at the couch as my ass lifted up from the seat and then plopped back down as I had an almighty orgasm. Kate gave my length a few more pumps before releasing my length and removing her hand completely. She looked up at me and then lifted her mouth off of my cock. She opened her mouth wide so I could see. Much to my amazement, my load was still on her tongue, the pearls of my arousal shining in the light coming from the fireplace. She then pulled her tongue back into her mouth and made a very visible gulping sound and she swallowed my load whole. To show it, she then stuck her tongue out to show it had all gone. "Yummy!" She said with a grin, sitting back on her heels as she looked up at me, almost expectantly. "So where do you want to fuck? In here or your bedroom?" As soon as Kate said those magic words, I looked down and my erection hadn't even disappeared. Still hard as a rock, I looked over at my couch and nodded my head at it. "Let's go there. Need to keep you near to the front don't we?" I say with a grin, lifting her up by the hand and guiding her over to the couch. Kate giggled and sat back in the chair, her legs spreading wide with her hands curling under her knees to keep them spread. Moving over to her, I gripped at the bottom of my slick, saliva-coated shaft and pressed the head against her folds. Much to her word, Kate's pussy was soaking wet with her arousal dripping onto my couch. We both shared a low groan as my cock slipped inside of her. My hands replaced on the bottom side of her knees and I slowly slipped further inside of her. Kate's hands left her legs and moved up to her large chest, her hands curling under her breasts and massaging them softly as she looked up at me. Meeting her gaze, I pulled my dick out so just my head was left inside of her. Rocking my hips forward, I pushed myself back inside her much to Kate's approval. Slipping in and out of her with a repeating rate, Kate's moans started to get louder. Her hands were kneading her large breasts, her fingers pinching and pulling at her hard nipples as she licked her lips with each push inside of her. My hands kept a hold of her legs, the palms of my hands touching the red fabric of her stockings that went along with the now discarded Mrs. Claus outfit. Her black, leather boots were a few inches down from where my hands were and only made the scene of me pounding her into the couch look even hotter. Her legs were spread with them pointing up in the air as we both moaned at the sexual act. Her blonde head fell forward and she bent her head down to lick at her own breasts. Her tongue touching the right most nipple, licking the hard bullet that sat on top of her magnificent breasts. Her other hand squeezed the neglected breast, her fingers pinching at the hard nipple making Kate moan as well. Her mouth and hands swapped over, her tongue flicking at the left nipple while she pinched her other nipple. One of my hands left her leg and came down to rub at her clit making Kate squeal with delight. Running the tip of my finger around in a slow, small circle I watched as Kate bit down on her bottom lip and whimpered at my touch. She let out a low groan and her head rolled back, and she let out a long moan of pleasure. She looked up at me and spoke in a soft voice that was dripping with sexual arousal. "Let me go on top." That was a request I wasn't going to deny. Shoving myself back inside her, I then let go of her legs and took a hold of her thighs, her ankles wrapped around my back and we performed a roll so I moved onto my ass. Sitting on the couch with Kate now on top of me, her hands moved onto my shoulders to take a new position. Kate's fingers dug into my shoulders as she lifted her hips up off of mine and then slammed then down, the sound of her skin hitting mine rang out mixing with our moans. As she lifted and dropped, Kate's large breasts swung up and then slapped down as well bouncing and slapping against her chest. It truly was a sight to see with just how large Kate Upton's chest was. My hands left her hips but both went in very different directions, her right ass cheek had a soft squeeze as my right hand moved up to her breasts. I squeezed her big breast and sucked on the other one as Kate made sounds of approval. Sucking on the pebbly nipple, I looked up at Kate and my mouth followed her bounces as she rode me. Her big breasts swung up and down as Kate's tight pussy hugged my length. Every time she lifted herself up and threw herself down, she would clench her folds as if to heighten both of our sexual pleasure. "God yes suck those tits!" Kate moaned, her hands threading through my hair as she rode me. Kate's voice started to accelerate in her moans, her hips slapping against mine as I sucked on her large breast tips. My hands squeezed the both of her ass cheeks and the tip of my index fingers probed her anal ring. Kate's head fell forward and bit down on her bottom lip, her eyes met with mine and she nodded her head. "I want you to fuck my ass after this." Kate said with a low moan, her breathing becoming heightened whenever I touched her actual ring. Her lip was almost bleeding from how hard she had been biting down on it, her hips rose and fell at an almost break neck speed. Her head then fell forward, her mouth was close to my ear as she rode me. Her warm breath tickled my ear as she slammed up and down on my cock. Her hands joined mine on her breasts and started to worship them as her head fell back and her soaking wet pussy exploded over my length. Powering through her orgasm, Kate never stopped riding me and continuing to massage her large breasts. Soon, her rises and drops moved down to a standstill and she simply started to roll her hips around, her wetness rubbing against my base. Licking her lips, Kate then gripped me by the back of my neck and pulled me into a deep, passionate kiss. Her mouth opened and our tongues intertwined as my hands came up and pinched her nipples. Kate's hips lifted up and then with a soft 'pop' noise, she lifted her hips off of my lap and moved to sit next to me. Never stopping with the kisses, Kate's hand wrapped around the base of my cock and pumped my length up and down as her chest was worshipped by my hands. Our lips finally separated as her hands palmed my shaft and my large balls that were starting to fill with my cum again. She cast a soft lick against my lips before pulling back and getting onto her hands and knees in front of me, next to where my table was. Her head fell forward, her blonde head turning to the side so she could look at me. She reached behind and grabbed a hold of her ass cheeks, spreading them so I could see her ass hole. "Come and give it to me then!" Kate moaned, her mouth hanging open as I moved off of the couch and got onto my knees behind her. Gripping my length at the base of my shaft, I steadied it and pressed it against her back door's entrance. I pressed the head of my dick against her ass hole and then slipped forward. The head slipping inside with relative ease as both me and Kate let out a low moan. My dick pressed on further and further until roughly three quarters of my length was inside of her. I tried to push forward but couldn't manage. Settling, I took a hold of Kate's thighs and started to push forward and pull back, sliding back and forth inside of her. Relishing how tight she was, I started to reach underneath Kate's sexy body and cupped her large breasts as they were swinging backwards and forwards from the fucking she was receiving from behind. Moaning, Kate reached behind her as well and started to rub against her clit in slow, circles. My balls were bouncing against her hand as she was fucked in the ass, her breathing was becoming more ragged as she fingered herself. Changing the position, I took a hold of Kate's waist and lifted her up so her chest was sticking out proudly. My hands cupped them and massaged them as her fingers started to work faster and faster on her clit. Slamming in and out of her, my balls were slapping against her body as I moved forward and pressed my lips against Kate's mouth. Kissing her passionately, I started to quicken the pace of slamming inside her. My length was slowly inching a little further inside of her but still fucking her ass was more than tight enough. Kate's right hand came up and curled around the back of my head and keeping me close to her as she kissed me back hotly. Her lips left mine for a brief moment with a simple instruction that I was going to be absolutely delighted to follow. "When you're going to cum, pull out and you can get a nice tit fuck." My hands curled under her large breasts and started to cup them, squeezing them softly and pinching and pulling at her nipples making the blonde modelling superstar moan in delight. My thrusts started to slow as my balls started to work themselves towards an orgasm. Kate seemed to know just how close I was and took her lips off of mine and whispered against my lips. "Want to fuck these nice big titties?" Kate grinned and took a grip of the carpet to pull herself off of my length. She got onto her hands and knees before rolling over onto her back. She took a hold of her breasts and held them apart for me. Grinning, I moved down and took a seat on her chest. My cock poking up at her face in an almost threatening manner as she let her breasts fall back and wrap around my length. "Well? Cover my face and titties in your hot cum!" With Kate's breasts wrapped around my length, I started to pull back and push forward. Using the friction caused by her breasts wrapped around my length, I started to slip back and forth. Moaning at how good it felt, I started to rock back and forth on my knees, my balls sliding against her tummy as I fucked her chest. My eyes locked on hers and we shared a passionate look as Kate bit down on her bottom lip and nodded her head. She was going to get me to cum and I was going to love every second of it. I shoved the head of my cock out of her large valley and moaned as Kate lifted her head up to lick at the head of my cock. My hands were kept on her chest, steadying them as I started to pump back and forth with an increasing speed. My rock hard cock was throbbing with her attention as I rocked backwards and forwards, my dick's skin being stretched by the small cavity her two large breasts had caused. The occasional lick was all that I needed, my balls started to get hotter and hotter as I fucked her chest. Kate's hands were over her head as she stared up at me and took turns sucking and licking at my head. My dick was almost bursting and when Kate took her mouth off of my cock she encouraged me with one word. "Cum." Groaning, I nodded my head and exploded. Hot ropes of cum sprayed from my dick's head, shooting against her face and splattering against her jawline. Pulling back slightly, I came again covering her chest with some of my cum again. Several more strands of my sperm stuck against her chest as I rocked back on my feet and looked at my handiwork. Kate lifted her hands up off of the floor and sucked at the tips of her fingers, licking the hot mess away from her body. Kate smiled at me and sucked the cum from her fingers, her mouth was starting to fill with my cum when there was a knock at the door. Moaning, I turned to look at the door and then back to the front room where I was now alone. Kate couldn't have been that quiet to leave could she? I stepped up and moved over to where the knock was coming from. Staring through the peephole, I couldn't see anyone there. So, I opened the door and found that no one was there. Stepping out briefly, I looked from side to side before moving back into my apartment. Walking to my kitchen table, I found the sports illustrated magazine I had bought was open but at the front of the magazine. Inside, there was a small selection of writing. Lifting the magazine up, I read it out loud. "Cody, I'm sorry I couldn't stay any longer with you but I wanted you to know just how special Christmas is to everyone. I hope this has done something for you. All my love, Kate Upton xoxo" Merry Christmas everyone!