Christmas Kink

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It was Christmas, and my boyfriend and I had agreed that since we hadn’t been dating that long, that we would exchange gifts, but very small gifts. I went over to his apartment in the afternoon, loaded with goodies to eat and a small gift for him. I love to give presents, so since we had decided to exchange small, I brought over food and wine so we would not have to leave the house.

When I arrived, he insisted that we open the wine and hang out before opening the gifts. I was excited by his sensitivity to the idea of the holiday, and agreed to put the gift giving off until after eating.

I had been boycotting under garments and today was no different, even though I was wearing a skirt. I just had to be careful to remember to sit like a lady. After a few glasses of wine, some good food, not only did I not really pay attention to how I was sitting; I was literally in his lap. He was rubbing my bare legs underneath my skirt when he commented about me not wearing any panties. That’s when he stated that it was time for gifts.

He grabbed a box from underneath the tree and placed it in my lap. I ripped open the paper and found a “sex kit” in illegal bahis front of me. Normally, I would have thought this was a ballsy gift to give a girl you have only been dating for 3 months, but with the wine, the music and the moistness that had collected between my thighs from our kissing and touching, I just giggled. “Open it up and check it out” I opened the box and found various lotions, condoms, vibrators of various shapes, and something I was completely oblivious to. It looked like an egg. I picked it up and laughed, “What am I supposed to do with this??”

“You’ve never heard of the cordless egg?” he replied. “No” I said. “Lean back, let me show you,”

I did as he asked and leaned back, raising one leg onto the back of the couch. He removed the “remote” from the box then disappeared below my waist. I heard the vibrating of the toy, and then felt overwhelming warmth on my clit as he placed his mouth over it, lapping it with his tongue. Then he slid the egg inside my soaking hole. I arched my back in a combination of ecstasy and shock at the feeling. He lifted my other leg up and munched hungrily at my cunt.

My juices started to illegal bahis siteleri flow, and I felt them drip down my ass. He took his fingers and slipped them inside me, and then let them wander down the crack of my slippery ass. Soon, his fingers found my tight hole. He slid them into my ass. I could feel his fingers pressed against the vibrating egg inside my pussy. It was intense. He released me for a moment as he dropped his pants and allowed his hard cock to show itself to me. He stood next to me and I took his cock into my mouth.

I sucked it hard. rubbing his balls with one hand, stroking his cock with the other. He was starting to give me a taste of his man lube. I ached for more; all the while he was playing with the speed of the egg buried deep inside my snatch.

Again, he grabbed my leg, and turned me so my pussy was facing his throbbing muscle. He slapped his cock on my wet hole, teasing me with the tip of it, rubbing my clit with his fingers. Then, as if I wasn’t begging to be fucked immediately, he bent my legs up to my ears, and started to rub his swollen cock head on my ass hole. I had never done that before, but I didn’t canlı bahis siteleri stop him. Slowly he eased his cock into my ass, using his hands to spread my cheeks apart, watching each inch penetrate deep inside my ass.

I could feel his hard cock press against the maddening egg, it was like nothing I had ever felt, and from his reaction, nothing he had experienced either.

He pumped my rear, and rubbed my swollen slit. I was moaning and screaming, “Oh, yes…I am going to come, baby, yeah” He slammed his cock deep inside me, shoved his fingers in my pussy and used his thumb to carry me to my climax. I came hard, tightening my ass on his cock. I was barely done when I felt his cock start to pulsate, and then his eyes left the sight of our joining and roll back in his head.

He gasped for air, screaming something about giving it to me good, taking it deep or whatever. I was so exhausted I barely knew what he said. He collapsed on the floor in front of me.

I leaned forwarded and grabbed the damn remote to the egg out of his hand and turned it off. I couldn’t handle any more. I popped the egg out onto the floor, and picked up my gift for him. Then he said, “What you just gave me was all the gift I could ever have asked for.”

“Good,” I said, “then I’m keeping the sweater I got you.” Needless to say, that was the start of what I hope to be a long-standing holiday tradition.

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