60
Matt
Waking up next to Merrie was bliss.
I admired her as she slept, her perfect tits rising and falling. I circled one of her pink nipples, rolling it between my fingers until it was pebble hard.
She made a breathy little moan and opened one eye.
“You’re like a kid on Christmas morning.”
She wiggled her ass back against me. Then Merrie reached down to grip my cock. Her eyes sparkled. “It's always nice to wake up with a big Christmas package ready to open.”
“Well,” I said, hearing my voice come out husky. “What are you waiting for?”
She pushed out her bottom lip in a pout, and I found my eyes drawn down to her luscious lips. “Maybe I want to know whether I was a good girl or a bad girl,” she said.
“A bad girl,” I told her immediately. “Very bad.”
Now, her smile became downright wicked.
“Well, I guess I have to find a way to make it up to you.” With that, she pushed my shoulder until our positions were reversed. I was on my back, and she was over me. Then she began to shimmy down the length of my body.
I liked where this was going, and I laid my hands behind my head, ready and waiting for her to get the show on the road. She was gorgeous. Still naked, with those big tits swinging free as she maneuvered herself between my legs.
My dick was fully erect and waiting for her. She skimmed a hand up and down my shaft as if reacquainting herself with it. Then, still smiling, she lowered her head, sealing her lips over my cock.
I hissed under my breath, pushing down the need to thrust into that warm, perfect, damp heat of her mouth. She did not give me any time to get used to the sensation. She bobbed down and down until I could swear that the head of my cock must have been pushing back against her throat.
Eyes still locked with mine, Merrie swallowed. The flutter of her muscles around me was… I had to quickly think of baseball, or anything other than the gorgeous woman giving me a blow job before I lost all control and just came in her mouth like a teenager.
Baseball…mistletoe…candy canes…dammit, Merrie was infecting me with Christmas.
She pulled back up, my cock coming out of her mouth with a little pop.
“So, what do you think? Can I get you to reconsider? Have I been good or bad?”
“I changed my mind,” I rasped. “You've been very, very good.”
And if I didn't do something about this now, this little romp was going to have a short ending. I sat up and grabbed her, calling her back up to the head of the bed with me.
Merrie giggled, trailing her nails with their sparkly red polish over my body. I rolled on a fresh condom and climbed on top of her.
Merrie welcomed me, arms and legs open, wrapping both around me as I pushed into her.
Her pussy was still hot and wet, and she gasped as I thrust into her hard, making sure my cock hit her clit just right.
I fucked her hard into the bed, plunging in and out of her while peppering her neck in the top of her chest with kisses.
Merrie's breath became short and shallow, her eyes half-shut in bliss as I railed into her. She rocked her hips up, meeting me with every down thrust, and by the tiny little sounds coming from her throat, I knew that she was close. I reached between us to finger her clit to give her just that much more sensation.
Merrie came with a sweet little cry, and I followed soon after.
Kringle was making heavy panting noises under the crack of the bedroom door. I kissed Merrie’s mouth then her perfect tits once more and pushed off the bed.
“I’m going to take the dog out,” I said, admiring her curvy body splayed on the bed.
Next time I’m fucking her in my bed.
