Christmas Eve Delights
As usual, my boyfriend outdid himself on Christmas Eve by giving me a wonderful, romantic evening filled with surprises and hot sex. He gave me some lovely new lingerie and a pair of diamond stud earrings he’d seen me admire a few months ago in a jewelry shop window. I never thought he’d be so generous as to buy them for me, but he did. We spent a quiet evening alone, his parents had gone on a cruise and mine don’t live anywhere near me and traveling is not fun this time of year with crowded airports, so we just wanted a quiet Christmas with the two of us here at my home. I’d made us a lovely dinner and then changed into my new Christmas lingerie and came out to show him as he sat near the tree.
It wasn’t long until I could see the visible effects of his approval by the rise in his pants. He reached his hand out to me and I went and sat on his lap and he asked me if I’d been a good girl or a naughty girl this year and I replied a good girl most of the time, but naughty a few others as he chuckled at my response. I leaned down to kiss him and as usual, it was a passionate, love filled kiss and I secretly wondered if next Christmas if I might be getting an engagement ring, one never knows what the new year will hold.
His hands slid over my body and the silky lingerie felt cool and smooth against my skin and he wrapped his fingers in my hair and pulled me closer to him to give me another kiss, a longer, even deeper one and I soon slipped off his lap and onto the floor in front of him and was reaching up to undo his pants and release that hard cock and suck on it to show him how much he turned me on and how much I desired him. He was hard a as rock and I sucked and I slurped on that dick with a hungry passion and he was soon spilling his seed into my mouth and down my throat.
We hugged and kissed for a long time after and then he pulled me back up to his lap and I straddled him and his cock found it’s way to my pussy. He pulled the crotch of the tap pants aside and slid into my waiting, dripping cunt and with his hands on my hips to glide me up and down his shaft, I was grinding my clit against his hard rod that was plunging deep inside of me like a piston. With several more thrusts, I was soon cumming on his cock and he was filling me with his hot, sticky load. We just laid there on the sofa, admiring the tree and listening to the soft Christmas carols that were playing, and it was a wonderful, romantic Christmas Eve.
