Erotica: Christmas Cheer

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She struggled with her Christmas shopping. As always, she’d left it to the last minute and was struggling to carryy far too many bags. Most were filled with toiletries, socks and generic gift sets: last-minute shopping didn’t leave a lot of time for carefully  thought through gifts. Her only moment of inspiration had come when she passed a sex shop and decided to buy sex toys for each of her girlie mates. As the lairiest of the group, they’d except something outrageous from her. ‘Just the wrapping paper, then home.’ she thought. She was so busy looking around for a shop that might sell it that she didn’t notice the man speeding towards her. He crashed into her and she stumbled, her bags spilling open.

“God, I’m sorry.” the man said. “I was in a world of my own. Let me give you a hand.”

“That would be great.” she said, before noticing that sex toys littered the pavement. She blushed as he handed her a vibrator. “Nice choice!” he joked.

She smiled, embarrassed. “It’s for a friend.”

“Lucky girl.”

She was impressed by his cool handling of the situation – and, she now noticed – by the way he looked. His eyes sparkled with mischief and his body was toned. She couldn’t help but notice the rather appealing bulge in his trousers, either. He caught her looking.

“Are you sure this is for a friend? Seems like you ‘d quite enjoy it.”

She was slightly taken aback by his lewd comment but some part of her couldn’t resist flirting back.

“I prefer the real thing.”

It was his turn to look shocked but he was clearly a man who took his opportunities as and when he could find them.

“Need a hand carrying these home then? You look a bit overloaded.”

She could hardly believe what she was doing as she heard her own words. “That would be great. Thanks.” All thoughts of gift wrap were forgotten…

As they wandered the short distance to her flat, they carried on flirting and by the time they were at her door, they both knew what would happen next.

“Want to come in for a drink to say thanks then?”

“Cheers.”

The second they were inside, she pulled him to her. He eagerly responded to her kiss and she could feel him stiffen as she rubbed her body against his. Her hands tangled in his hair as she kissed him, pulling him to her harder. His hands moved down to her bum and he gripped it as they ground against each other. She pulled back slightly and their eyes met.

“Mind if I take this off?” She gestured at her shirt

“Not at all. Here – let me.”

He unbuttoned it slowly, his hands teasing her skin and lips moving across every new bit of flesh that was uncovered. She wasn’t wearing a bra and he smiled appreciatively as her breasts were revealed. When he got to her nipples and started to kiss them, she arched forward, pushing herself further into his mouth. He sucked, licked and bit her nipples gently, then moved to the rest of her breasts, stroking them all over as his lips trailed further down her body. He got to the waistband of her skirt and looked up, a question in his eyes.

“Take it off.” she moaned, glad she’d put on stockings this morning rather than tights.

He pushed the skirt over her hips and buried his head between her thighs, licking her clit through her knickers until she was having a hard time standing.

“Fuck me.” she begged.

He stood up and she impatiently unbuckled his belt and pulled down his fly to reveal a cock that was eagerly straining against his Calvins. As her hand moved to his shaft and started to pump it, he moaned. Pre-cum glistened on the tip of his cock and she knew she had to taste him. Dropping to her knees, she took his engorged head in her mouth and worked her lips down his shaft, her tongue flickering over the tip of his cock as she took him deeper and deeper into her throat. It made her pussy pulse: she’d always loved sucking cock and his was particularly delicious. He let her control the pace, hips starting to push forwards as she sped her movements and pushed her hand into her knickers to play with her swollen clit.

“Fuck…!” he moaned

She pulled back.

“If you insist…”

She took a condom from her bag and rolled it onto his stuff cock, then turned around to face the wall and spread her legs, pushing her knickers to one side: there was something so dirty about fucking without taking them off, it only made her hotter.

He slid deep inside her with a single thrust, her juices making it all too easy for her to take him, and she pushed back against him, eager to feel him all the way inside her. He was big, thick – perfect. He kissed her neck as he fucked her. She clenched her muscles around his cock and moved her hand down to rub her clit, which was soon joined by his own hand, matching her movements. She gasped as he slid a finger inside her alongside his cock, and found her G-spot within seconds. His other hand moved to pinch her nipples as he pumped in and out of her, stroking her G-spot firmly at the same time, and she started to tremble: this was incredible. She felt the pressure build in her pussy and couldn’t hold back her groans as she started to squirt all over his cock.

“Ohhhh!” Her muscles twitched around him and he could hold back no longer, emptying himself into her as he felt her juices run over his balls and down his thighs.

They stood for a while, recovering, bodies curled into each other..

“Wow,” he whispered. “That was pretty incredible. You’re amazing”

She smiled to herself. “Happy Christmas.”she said.

The stranger smiled, lips nuzzling her neck. “You know what they say about Christmas only coming once a year…” His intimation was emphasised by his cock, already starting to swell against her buttocks again. “How about we prove them wrong, whoever they are.”

And as his hands started to leisurely caress her body once more, she knew it was going to be a far from silent night.

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  • Patriotsquare commented on December 28, 2013 at 20:01

    It’s hot to know that women sometimes have the same fantantasies as men when they bump into somone hot out and about, I sometimes feel a bit dirty using my head to have hot sex with a stranger without their consent! But it’s fine both ways if we keep it between our ears unless their is explicit consent to do otherwise!

    Readers I would love to know how often do you run sexy home movies when you bump into a hottie?

  • Golly! I would actually enjoy shopping if there was a chance of this happening! Very arousing.

    DSM x

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