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The Life and Times of an Expatriate, Chap 9-10

This is a story of a widower rediscovering young love overseas. It is not pure, graphic sex continuously. Some chapters do not even contain any sexual matter. But it does build to a strong finish that should satisfy the reader. This is my first written story of this type, so constructive feedback is appreciated.

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MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT PART 3 CHURCH

MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT PART 3 CHURCH
After dinner, as Rach helped mom clean up, I took the opportunity to pull up my shorts, close them as best I could, and excuse myself. I left the scrunchie on my dick, not knowing yet, where or when I was going to give it back. I went to my room shakily, still recovering from “dinner”, and fell back onto my bed exhausted. I must have fallen asleep, because, suddenly it was dark outside. I looked at the clock on my bedside table, it read 9:30.
I could hear music coming from Rach’s room which was unusual because she usually used headphones. Curious, I went to my computer, and pulled up Rach’s web-cam. I considered turning off the speakers, and then decided she might as well know I was watching, which she would pick up on for sure, when she heard her music coming from my room too. She was dancing. Not, out at a party dancing, but sexy, dancing like I imagined strippers danced. She was wearing the same stuff she had on at dinner and the motion of her hips and flat stomach had me mesmerized. I noticed she was looking right at me, as if I was sitting in her room, and realized she had been waiting for me to wake up. She might have even turned her music up, to rouse me. I assumed she had my webcam on, and decided she deserved to see how well she was dancing. I backed up my chair enough to be sure my dick would be in view, and opened my shorts. The cum from dinner had congealed, but not dried, and Rach’s scrunchie, was so sticky and slimy, that I wasn’t sure I could use it again. I took it off, setting it carefully down on my desk, and got ready. I looked up to see Rach had stopped dancing. She looked right at me, a puzzled/almost hurt look on her face. Then she bolted off camera. She was gone a minute, and then I heard her door open; I thought I had blown it; somehow, I had upset her. Was taking off the scrunchie seen, by her, as rejection? I was just about to start really panicking, when I heard a soft knock on my door. I flew to it, hopping I could explain before it was too late. Just as I got to my door, I heard her’s close. Baffled, I opened my door. Sitting in a neat pile, on the floor in the hall, were 3 white scrunchies, and a pair of dark blue lacey thong panties. Laughing in relief, I scooped them up, closed the door, and went back to my desk. She was there, on the cam, waiting; her hands on her hips, a stern look on her face. Without sitting down, naked, my dick standing proudly at attention, I put one, two, three scrunchies on my dick, like I was decorating it for her. I watched her as I did it. She got less stern, and more excited, as I decorated. By the time i got to the panties, she was wiggling around, and giggling like a five year old walking through the gates of Disney world. I was about to add the panties to my now wreathed cock, when I noticed they were wet. I brought them up to my face to get a better look. The crotch of the panties was soaked, as if they had been dipped in water. I think I could have wrung them out, and gotten a drink. I looked back at Rach through the cam. She was so intent upon what my reaction would be that for a moment, I was nervous I might screw it up. Then I looked down and saw her jean shorts were undone, the zipper down, a little bit of her light blond pussy hair showing. She was just wearing these panties, I realized. She was this wet now. When she had bolted off camera, she had stripped them off, and pulled her shorts back on, not bothering to do them up.
Looking her dead in the eye, I brought them up to my face, and smelled them, she trembled. I very slowly licked the wet spot, and watched as Rach put her hands to the sides of her shorts and, pushing them down over her hips and ass, let them fall to the floor. As I lowered the panties to my throbbing cock, she followed their progress, pulling off her bikini top. I stopped lowering her wet panties, holding them suspended an inch above my cock; she looked up at me, an excited pleading in her eyes. Finally, I was in control. I was winning. And then, as I looked at her; her beautiful face, her amazing body, I realized I didn’t need, or even want, to win. I wanted a tie, and here we were, both naked, both horny, we were even…almost. With a burst of inspiration I bolted from my room. Not bothering to put anything on, Rach’s scrunchies bouncing on my dick as I ran, I streaked to the bathroom, and grabbing my electric toothbrush, ran to Rach’s door, knocked and tore back to my room. Slamming the door behind me, I skidded to a stop exactly where I had been seconds before. I was just in time to see Rach, my beautiful sister coming back to stand in her place, my toothbrush in her hand, the devil in her smile. I smelled her panties again, and she turned on my toothbrush. I could just hear it’s hum through the cam. As I brought the panties down to my dick, she brought the head of the toothbrush to her pussy. I wrapped the wet crotch of her panties over the purple swollen head of my cock, as she touched my toothbrush to the top of her pussy, and quivered. I started slowly sliding her scrunchies up and down my shaft, wanting this moment to last forever. As much as we had shared today, this was the first truly intimate experience we were sharing. I felt a connection to my Rach, here, us doing this together.
With all of the cumming I had done today, I was sure I could make it last. I kept up the slow rhythm, the soft silk of the scrunchies sliding smoothly. Rach, I was pleased to see, was not having as easy a time. From the moment the toothbrush touched her pussy, she started quivering, her legs began shaking, and she grabbed onto my toothbrush with both hands, as if it would help her stay standing. As we watched each other, she started squeaking, just the way I had heard her squeaking in the bathroom, but louder, and with more heavy breathing. I could feel myself rising to an orgasm, and slowed slightly, releasing some of the pressure from my grip. I wanted more. Her squeaking became high pitched grunting, as her hips began thrusting into my brush. I turned sideways, hoping she would get the hint, and copy my move. After a few moments, she turned also, her legs clearly not working well. With her turned, I could see the dimple of her ass muscle flex with each thrust she made into my toothbrush. I put my free hand to my chest and mimicked pinching my nipples. With a glaze in her eyes; she imitated me, and started pinching and pulling her near nipple. She apparently liked that, because as soon as she stared playing with her nipples, her little grunts got bigger. She started to shake violently all over, somehow managing not to fall. I realized she was close, and viciously cranked at my cock, determined to catch up. Her grunting stopped, and she froze in place. For a moment in time, she stopped, then it hit her; she managed to stay standing for a moment, and then she softly, in almost a whispered panic, said “jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaake”, and fell to the floor in convulsions repeating my name in the spasms of her orgasm. I came hard into her panties as she hit the floor.
It was a strong orgasm for me, but I managed to stay standing unaided; Rach on the other hand, had a monster orgasm. I finished, and came back to reality, hearing a croaking “JAKE” coming from Rach. She writhed on the floor; the vibrator slammed on her pussy like a vice. With each thrust of her hips, she called out my name. My exultation turned into worry, as a particularly violent spasm threw the vibrator across the room, and yet her convulsions continued. After perhaps 2 minutes of her or writhing on the floor, repeating “Jake” over and over, she suddenly went limp; her eyes rolled up.
Panicking, I rushed to her room, opening, and closing her door as I raced to her. She was lying on her back, legs splayed wide, in a messy pool of her own cum, unconscious. I could see, by the rise and fall of her chest, that she was breathing. I knelt next to her, speaking softly to her, my mouth inches from her, “Rach? Are you O.K.?” She mumbled something incoherent, weather in response to me, or not, I couldn’t tell. I slid my hands under her head and shoulders, and pulled her to my chest. “Rach, it’s me Jake. Can you hear me?” I whispered into her ear. Her eyes fluttered open, a glazed look in them. Her hand moved, quivering to my leg, “Jake?” I barely made out her whisper. “Yes Rach, It’s me Jake.” I whispered back, relief flooding through me. Her hand quivered jerkily up my leg, and made it’s way to my still moderately hard cock. As her hand wrapped around my cock, her expression went from confused, to contented; she whispered “I love you” and passed back out, her hand still holding me.
I scooped her up in my arms, and both of us naked, carried her to the bathroom. I laid her gently in the tub; putting a towel behind her head, and filled the tub with warm water. I gently bathed her, not allowing her beautiful body to dictate my actions. When I started to wash her hair, she responded; opening her eyes, and smiling up at me. She started to move as if she was going to get up, which, by the feebleness of her movements, I knew was impossible. I took her head in my hands, and got her to focus her slightly less glazed eyes on me. “Rach. It’s O.K. Your Big Bro is here to take care of you.” Her smile widened, and she relaxed. She laid there like a rag doll, a big smile on her face, as I finished washing her. I wrapped a towel around her, and carried her to her room, laid her down on her bed, and massaged her as I dried her, hopping to rub some life back into her. She let me do as I wished, literally not moving a muscle. As I pulled up her covers, and arranged her head on the pillow, our eyes met, and she softly repeated “I love u”. “I love you too Rach. Go to sleep now. I’ll see you in the morning.” She closed her eyes, and I left to take a shower myself. Before going to sleep, I retrieved the forgotten scrunchies and panties, now nicely coated in my cum, and laid them under Rach’s pillow. Her contented innocent dreaming face, the image I took with me to sleep.
I woke up a bit confused. The events of the last day seemed to come back in waves. It hardly seemed possible to fit into them into one day. I got up slowly, still naked, and glanced over to my computer. The web-cam, still active from last night, showed only the bottom half of Rach’s bed, but, I could see, from the lumpy covers, that Rach, was still in bed, and by the lack of motion, I guessed she was still asleep. A glance at the clock showed me that it was 8:15am. We would have to leave for church in a little over an hour and a half. Knowing Rach wouldn’t need a shower, I let her sleep, and, after dressing in clothes fit for church, which is to say nice khaki shorts, and a polo, I went down to the kitchen for some breakfast. Mom was there, and we talked sporadically as we ate, her commenting on our “roughhousing” last night. I suppressed a grin, and apologized for the noise.
Having finished my breakfast, I got some cereal, juice, and a banana, put them on a tray, and carried it up to Rach’s room. It seemed strange after all we had shared, and the fact that we had mutually “agreed” to let each other see, via webcam, into our rooms, that I still felt the need to knock. “Rach? Are you up?” I said, trying to thread the needle in volume between too soft for her to hear, and so loud, I’d wake her up. “Yea” came a sleepy response. “Can I come in?” i said as sweetly as I could. “Uhu” just as sleepy was her answer. I quickly stepped in, and closed the door behind me. There was Rach, my Rach, sitting up in bed, the covers falling, unheeded to her waist. The morning sun angling through the window, cascaded across her tanned torso; highlighting every perfect curve of her body, and lighting her hair as if she were a haloed angel. She took my breath away. I couldn’t believe this vision had been invisible to me until yesterday.
“Are you O.K.?” she said with a crooked grin. “I was about to ask you the same thing.” I retorted, feeling silly for my mind wandering. “I brought you breakfast” I said indicating the tray, as I walked to her bedside. Just as I bent over to place the tray she said “You’re sooooooo sweet”, and jumping up on her knees, the sun now lighting her blond pussy hair like white fire, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. It wasn’t a passionate kiss, it was more like the hug wasn’t enough, so she used her lips too. “Careful” I managed to say as our lips parted, and she sheepishly sat back down, a delighted look on her face.
As I placed the tray over her, her nakedness was all too apparent, to both me, and the quickly growing monster in my pants. I firmly, but silently, told the monster to get lost, and sat down on the edge of the bed.
Not being sure where our intimacy began and ended, I said nothing about yesterday, and simply kept her silent company as she ate. After a few minutes off ravenous eating, she looked up, a puzzled look on her face. “Did you give me a bath last night?” “Well…yea, you were kinda a mess, and I was just trying to help…?” I broke off my babbling as I saw her starting to cry. With no regard for the tray of food, she threw herself at me, nearly knocking me off the bed, and hugged me so long and hard I thought she was trying burry herself in me. When she finally let go, she had a look on her face that I’m positive, perfectly mirrored the look I had on my face minutes before, as I saw the sun shine on her. It was wonderful to know that look from both sides, and I smiled at her, hopping, somehow it would convey my thoughts. We sat there, on her bed, her naked, and me in my church clothes, and stared into each other’s eyes for a long time; neither of us wanting that feeling to end. Eventually, though, I remembered church. “Rach” I said anxiously “We’ve got church in like 30 minutes”.
The spell broken, she hugged me again, and kissed me; a real kiss, long and passionate, as if she wanted to breathe in the feeling, and then she hopped up and scampered to her dresser. “Hey Rach” I said as I reached her door. She turned, her face glowing at me, “I left you some presents under your pillow.” And I closed the door behind me as she scrambled, hungrily, over to her bed.
Mom and I were waiting in the car as Rachel came out of the house, a vision of beauty. She had on a sun dress of pale green which looked amazing on her tan body; and she had her hair done up in two pigtails that stuck out just above and behind each ear. She looked so innocent, I almost couldn’t believe it was the same girl who had shared yesterday with me. As she skipped to the car, I noticed each pigtail was held by a white scrunchie; and I knew it was the same girl.
She hopped in the car, all smiles and sunshine, and we sat together in the back seat, as our mom drove us to church. We didn’t speak the whole trip, content to sit together. Along the way, she set her hand next to my hand, and curled her pinky around mine, and we sat there sharing an intimacy I hadn’t known could exist 24 hours ago.
We got to church, and mom went off to practice with the choir. We made our way to our usual spot in the last row, but instead of sitting haphazardly, each picking our own place, we slid down the pew, me leading, to the far wall together; as far from the isle, and, the rest of the world, as possible. We sat, my left side feet from the wall, my right side against Rach, and waited, as people wandered in, each passing our row by, for the “better” seats.
Rach slid her pinky up and down mine; a secret caress, and I turned to smile at her. She smiled back, and reached forward for the paper and pen they used to get the attendance, from the pocket in the pew in front of ours. Her smile turned mischievous as she began to write on the blank attendance sheet. When she finished, she handed them to me. It read “I’m wearing three of your ‘presents’. How did you find out I was spying on you?” I read it again. I didn’t understand. She was spying on me? When? What? “Holy shit” I said to myself. I had no way of knowing how long her spy program was on my computer. I had just assumed she was retaliating to my spying. I laughed out loud at the irony, drawing a few disgruntled glances from fussy church people. I turned to look at her; her face was tight with worry. I wrote “Not until after I started spying on you. Did you know I was watching yesterday before practice?” and handed her the paper and pen. She read it, and giggled, flashing me a “really?” look. I nodded, and she bounced in her seat, pulling one leg under her as she voraciously wrote a response. “YES YES YES!!! I was so excited when I saw my cam light was broken. And when I heard your speakers blasting my hair drier back at me, I knew you were watching. I was watching you too, I wanted to show you, like you had shone me for so long, but after I took off my towel, I got nervous, and had to finish in the corner of my room. Did you know I was masturbating?”
Me: “No I didn’t, you were very quiet, and fast. I thought you were just getting dressed. I see two of the presents, where’s the third?” Rach giggled a little, and, after making sure no one could see, she turned away a bit and pulled the back of her dress up enough for me to see her butt, sitting on her tucked under foot, and the side of her blue thong, the one that had “capped off” my masturbation last night.
Rach: “I was so excited, I came really fast. And then I felt bad because I didn’t let you see, and bad that I didn’t get to see you too; so I decided to make it up to you. Did you like my ride?” As she watched me reading, she wiggled her but, and let out a low breath. This gave me an idea.
Me: “I was terrified the whole time. I didn’t know you were spying on me, so I wasn’t sure you wanted anything sexual from me, so couldn’t relax, but, yes, I loved it. So you’ve been spying on me how long?”
Rach: “Remember this spring; I went to your state meet. I guess I hadn’t realized how hot you were. I saw how big you were, and all your muscles. And then, when we were having that picnic between sessions, you were sitting there, with just you tight little suit on, and you must have gotten exited because your dick started to get bigger. I watched it grow bigger and bigger, and I wanted to see it so bad. When we got home that night, I masturbated; thinking of you, and it was the best orgasm I ever had. The next day, I snuck into your room and put the program on your computer. I’ve been watching you all summer. Every time you went to your room, I’d run to my computer, hoping I’d get to see you…all of you ;). I’m sorry you were scared yesterday. I just wanted you to know I wanted you. Are you mad?” I looked up to see that worried look on her face again. I smiled reassuringly.
Me: “I’m not mad. Exited, and complimented is how I feel. See? So the way I see it, you’ve seen me cum about a hundred times. I’ve only seen you orgasm once. And while it was the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen. It’s only fair that you start catching up. What do think about right here, right now?” I watched as she read. When she got to the part where I said I was excited, she looked at my dick, which was running down my right shorts leg, and occasionally pulsing with little jumps. Her eyes went wide, and she gave me a look of mingled surprise, and greed. Then she went back to reading, and as she got to the end, she looked at me with hunger, and nodded.
I was expecting her to hump her heel, or secretly slide her hand under her dress, but instead, she pulled her leg out from underneath her butt, stood up, and sat back down so close our legs were touching. Spreading her dress out like a tent, her but on the bare pew. Her dress now covered half of my lap. She took my right hand, and guided it under her dress, using her other hand to keep the dress spread. She put her hand over mine and, tucking both our hands under her panties, she guided me to her pussy. I wouldn’t have had a clue, but I didn’t need one. She started using my hand to rub her pussy. She focused right at the top, a little bump, she later told me was her clit. After she got me started with her, she got started with me, she grabbed her little handbag, and pulled out some nail clippers. She took them in her left hand and, sliding her arm behind mine, reached under her dress, and into my pocket. I heard a little rip, and her hand was through my torn pocket, and wrapped around my dick, she looked at me and mouthed “Tell me before you cum”.
I might have been in church but it felt like heaven. I rubbed her clit, and she, squeezing hard, stroked my dick, as we sat facing forward, to all eyes, model siblings, pretending to listen to some guy at the front talk about “love thy neighbor”. Rach didn’t take long. Within a couple of minutes her body went rigid, her grip on my dick, like a vice. I looked over, and she was staring at me; a look of complete love on her open mouthed silently screaming, face. She stayed rigid for 10 seconds or so, and then shuddered, and melted into the pew. Within moments though, she was stroking me again, watching me as I stared straight ahead. After another 30 seconds or so, I could feel my own orgasm coming. With the shocking realization that I would soon be a mess, but too far gone to care, I turned to her hungry, eager eyes, and mouthed “I’m gona cum”. Everything happened fast. Rach did a single pass with her eyes to make sure no one was in position to see, and scooted off the pew, sliding in front of my right knee. Her hand still in my pocket, stroking my almost erupting cock, she used her right hand to push my shorts leg up, and expose the head of my cock. As soon as it came into view, she pounced, her mouth engulfing the whole head. That did it for me, and I came. I spewed 9 or 10 loads of cum into her mouth. She swallowed all of it, except the last load, which she kept in her mouth as she regained her seat; then she spit it into her hand, lifted her dress up, exposing her soaking panties, and rubbed my cum all over them. Then she stood up and slid in front of me, pushing her ass out to tease me along the way, and sat down on my other side. Grabbing my hand, she held it for the rest of church. As we left, she giggled, pointing out the puddle on the pew where she had cum.
END PART 3
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Missy: Day Eleven

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Santa’s Perverted Helper Acquires An Assistant

Santa’s Perverted Helper Acquires An Assistant
By rutger5 (copyright 2012)
The winter morning arrived clear and bright with just a hint of frost in the air. Of course to me it felt like paradise and not just because winter was in the air and I would shortly be resuming my duties as one of Santa Claus’ most trusted helpers. Today I would be having a reunion with little Susie Walker.
She was the formerly naughty minx who I had helped in turning from the path of naughtiness to the superior path of niceness. It had been a year to the day when we had met and experienced, at least for me, the single greatest afternoon of my life. As I got ready I checked my appearance in the bathroom mirror and smiled. Since last year my salt and pepper beard had turned almost all salt. While that might have bothered some people, in my case I felt it was a plus. An all white beard just made me resemble the boss more and since I sometimes “filled in” for him that made the job easier.
Wearing just a towel I left the bathroom and went into my bedroom. My red and white suit sat on my bed, cleaned and pressed and ready to go. The last time I’d worn it was that fateful day and the thought of that made me grin ear to ear. Well that and I felt my neglected Yule log start to move. Tossing the towel aside I dressed quickly, first putting on a new, clean undershirt before pulling my red pants with the white fur cuffs on.
My erection was almost full but I managed to squeeze it into my pants before pulling on my jacket and fastening the thick black belt over it. Thick socks, my big, black boots and my Santa hat completed the festive ensemble. Whistling a Christmas tune I left my room and headed downstairs and then to my van. There was no way I could sit still as I felt as giddy as a schoolgirl at a Justin Bieber concert.
After a short drive I was in the heart of town when I decided to grab some breakfast while I waited for our rendezvous time. Pulling into a fast food joint I waited on the drive thru lane until I could place my order. While sitting I reflected on what was about to happen and how I found myself in this situation. Meeting Susie last year as part of my duties as one of Santa’s more unorthodox helpers had changed my life both good and bad but I’d believed that I would never see her again.
Then as a result of a holiday miracle the letter she had written to me found its way into my possession. In it she stated that she wished us to resume our acquaintance and I couldn’t be happier about that. It was no problem to find out what her cell number was due to my important position as a mail sorter for the U.S. Postal Service. A certain wireless network phone bill “accidentally” fell off the conveyor belt and opened revealing to me a particular phone number.
After that lucky break it all fell into place. When I first called I did so from an increasingly hard to find public telephone in order to leave no traceable record of the call. When I first heard Susie’s melodious voice over the line it took me a minute to speak I was so excited. I could barely hear my voice over the rapid beating of my heart.
“H-h-hello Susie” I began but that was enough as I heard a shriek over the other end, then silence. Just when I thought she had hung up I heard my angel’s voice again.
“Oh my God, it is you Santa’s helper. Sorry but I had to go to where it was private as people looked at me like I was crazy when I screamed. But I couldn’t believe it was you, did you get my letter?” Susie said in a rapid, breathless manner.
“Ho ho hello Susie. And a Merry Christmas season to you! When I received that wonderful letter of yours I was tickled pink to say the least. How are you?”
“I’m good” she said, and then in a whisper added “Now that I’m really talking to you I’m getting all wet and excited.”
I knew how she felt as on hearing that I let out a low groan myself and to say that a flood of blood flowed to my groin was the understatement of the century. At that moment my pants felt as tight as if a boa constrictor had me in its coils. There was a moment’s silence on the phone before I heard her voice again but this time it had an uncertain quality to it.
“Santa’s helper, the reason you called me, I mean, let me just ask. Do you want to see me again, is that why you called?”
“Yes Susie I wish to see you more than anything else in the world. If you want that too then we can meet.”
She squealed loudly in response to that statement I can truthfully report.
“When can we meet? I mean anytime is good for me and I even have my license now so I can meet you if you don’t want to drive or something.”
“Well Susie I do have some time off remaining this year and I also have another mission from Santa to do but you come first. Since I’m being granted a second chance with you I plan on making it count. So you tell me when is good for you.”
“That is so sweet and perfect actually. How about tomorrow? I’m off from school due to a teacher conference and Billy is going to his friend’s house after school so I’m free the whole day.”
“You have a date young lady” I told her “and if it’s alright I’ll pick you up at your house in the morning. What time should I be there?”
“Eight thirty is good. By then everyone will be gone and I’ll tell my Mom that I’m going shopping for presents so I won’t be bothered.”
“Okay Susie I’ll see you then” I replied.
“Bye Santa’s helper.”
I was so caught up in my memories that I hadn’t even noticed the line had moved and I was holding things up. Thankfully a kind stranger behind me honked repeatedly on his horn and even waved to me with one finger in order to alert me to my faux pas. Cheerfully I returned his wave, though I used all my fingers, and pulled up to place my order. If I memorized his license plate number so that I could thank him more later in private, well who could blame me.
“May I have two of your fine breakfast burritos and a large coffee to go please?” I yelled out to the intercom.
$8.17 was the reply I believe, but to be honest the sound quality was so poor that it could have been ‘I ate seven teens’ but that was unlikely I guess. When I drove up to the window I handed the startled worker a ten dollar bill and told her to keep the change which I gather was more shocking than me being dressed like the boss. Next I parked in a corner of the lot where I scarfed down my fine processed fast food breakfast. Before I did I draped a towel around my neck to avoid any stains on my freshly cleaned outfit. Sometimes I could be a trifle messy but I so wanted to look my best for today.
By the time I finished it was past eight o’clock giving me just enough time to drive to get Susie. My hand actually trembled from nerves as I turned the key in the ignition to start the van. The engine roared to life and I was off. My hand turned on the radio and it was already set to the station that played continuous Christmas music giving me a pleasant soundtrack as I drove.
When I pulled in front of the Walker residence I was undecided on what course of action to take. Should I just waltz up in my Santa suit and ring the doorbell or should I call her phone or maybe just honk the horn as I was expected? It turned out that my mental exercise was unneeded after all. No sooner had the van stopped then the front door, adorned with a holiday wreath, opened and a small figure emerged and closed it behind her. She was wearing one of those full length down coats and a hood covered her head.
But did my sight deceive me or was she wearing curled green shoes and red and white striped tights peeking out underneath her long coat? I’d have my answer in a minute as she hurried to the passenger side door to my van. In anticipation I swiveled sideways in my Captain’s chair and right after I did the door opened and Susie almost leaped inside in her eagerness.
Before I had a chance to say or do anything one hundred and ten pounds of sugar and spice and everything nice was nestled in my arms. She was hugging me as tightly as she could and she smelled like strawberries with her own unique scent somewhat overpowered by what I guessed was her shampoo. Susie sat on my lap for only a few seconds but once she kissed my cheek she climbed off. My hands reached for her but she easily evaded them and stepped back.
“Wait Santa’s helper! I have a surprise I think you’ll like. No doubt you already noticed my footwear” she said as my eyes reluctantly left her pixyish face and traveled downward.
As I’d observed before she did have on striped tights and Santa’s beard be blessed Susie had on green elf shoes where the toe was curled and extended. First she pulled the hood from her head revealing she had on a green elf hat and even more adorable was that Susie was wearing pointed elf ears. Her golden hair was in two braids like Heidi or some other Swiss miss might wear. My mouth dropped to the floor as she continued her revelation. Her slim fingers zipped down her jacket and she slipped it off her shoulders causing my eyes to bug out of my head.
Susie had on a green, sexy elf costume. The skirt was short and jagged and it had a v-neck top showing a peek of Susie’s pale flesh. I felt my mouth watering at the delectable treat before me. She tossed her coat on the passenger seat and stood before me.
“Well Santa’s helper what do you think?” Susie said smiling with one hand placed provocatively on her hip.
“You look so wonderful Susie. Sexy and festive all wrapped in one beautiful package with a bow” I answered and I felt my eyes misting up as I beheld her teenaged beauty.
“I’m glad that you like it. I just want you to know that I can be whatever you’re looking for. If you need a sexy little elf to suck on your big candy cane I can do that for you. But if you want a sweet assistant to help hand out the toys to tots then I’m your girl as well. What I’m saying is that maybe you could use someone to help you the way you, um, help Santa Claus.”
Susie said this with such a sincere look on her pretty face that for a moment I was speechless. I looked into those clear ice blue eyes and found myself lost in their depths. What she said made a lot of sense to me I realized. An assistant could allow me to do more of Santa’s work in spreading niceness and opposing naughtiness. And the added benefit that I could tap that tiny teen whenever I wanted spread the holiday cheer directly between my thick legs.
My Yule log had been hard since before I left my house but I felt it swell even larger as I thought about the possibilities of our working relationship. Without thinking I reached down and squeezed the bulge in my pants. Susie saw that and a smile came over her face and it certainly wasn’t an innocent one. Without another word she sank to her knees in front of me. Her small hands reached up and rubbed my covered cock.
She started unbuttoning my fly and once she had it open Susie slipped her small, warm hand inside. The feel of her touching my skin drove me crazy and I pushed my hips upward in response. Susie just giggled as she continued trying to remove my Yule log from my pants but she was definitely having a difficult time. With it wedged next to my leg there wasn’t much room to maneuver it and her hand. I had to give her credit for persistence however as Susie tugged on my prick even bending it which wasn’t easy due to its extreme hardness.
Finally she succeeded in removing it via my fly and once she did her face took on the look of the kitty that ate the canary. Susie took a hold of it with both hands now and at first it seemed as if she was trying to gauge the weight of it the way she examined it but that didn’t last long. She stood it up straight at which time she bestowed a kiss right on its head which was already leaking a copious amount of clear pre-cum.
My hand crept up from my side but when I placed it against her head she stopped what she was doing and looked up at me with an enigmatic smile. Next she shook her head in a back and forth motion.
“Naughty Santa’s helper! Keep your hands to yourself and let me work MY Christmas magic” she told me in a firm voice.
Without saying a word I removed my hand from her and placed it behind my head. Seemingly satisfied with my action she now opened her mouth as wide as she could and took my bulbous head inside. As my hot flesh entered, her little tongue ran along the sensitive underside forcing a groan out my mouth.
Slowly she took more of me in until my head pushed at her throat entrance. That seemed to be her limit as her lips now went in reverse sliding back until just my head remained in her mouth. Susie allowed some of her saliva to escape and run down the length of my shaft. One of her hands started to pump me as she again took me to the back of her mouth. In no time Susie built up a rhythm where her mouth and hand worked in perfect synchronicity with each other.
When my cock was as deep as her mouth could take then her hand would be nearer the base and when just my head was in her mouth then her hand would be close to the top. While she did this her other hand was rubbing my thigh and once Susie gently squeezed my ball sac. Right when I was close to my limit and not sure how much more I could handle before erupting Susie changed her tactics.
First she pulled her mouth from me leaving my shaft wet with her saliva and cool from no longer being in her warm mouth. Using her hand to keep my prick upright she began to run her tongue from right above my hairy balls all the way up in a meandering path until she reached the swollen head. The tip of her pink tongue actually probed my little hole before she swirled it all around the head like it was an ice cream cone or something.
Susie then worked her way down the topside of my cock stopping right before reaching the thicket of wiry, dark pubic hair. She then used both her hands to pump me, sliding them up and down faster and faster. Again I felt myself getting close to orgasm and whether she sensed it or not Susie then delivered the coup de grace. Once more she took my head between her lips and swirled her nimble tongue on it while her hands continued their piston like movements. I let out a loud cry as a years’ worth of pent up longing and desire was unleashed like a tidal wave.
It happened so suddenly that my cry was the only warning I was able to give Susie but she was prepared for it. My cum shot through my shaft like a bullet from a gun and fired into Susie’s waiting mouth. The first three shots came in rapid succession and almost overwhelmed her from their volume and some leaked out from the corner of her mouth. My cock continued to spew its cream into her mouth as she greedily swallowed as quickly as she could.
All the while I was cumming Susie’s hand continued to milk me, sliding up and down my rigid pole. Though I had remained sitting in my chair for the whole duration I felt like I’d just run a marathon it was so intense. Finally her mouth released my spent shaft and her beautiful face broke into a smile. Her blue eyes found mine and we shared a moment of bliss. A single pearly white drop emerged from my head and without missing a beat her tongue flicked out and corralled it. Her slim white fingers grazed her face and found the jism that had escaped her and once she secured it she licked it from them daintily.
“I think I know the answer already, but did you enjoy that Santa’s helper?”
“Almost as much as my first Christmas sweetie” I truthfully replied.
“Wow you had a lot of cum for me. I’ve never seen so much before.”
“Yeah it was a long time coming Susie, I’ve been dreaming of you for a year now. Plus my loads aren’t small to begin with.”
“Cool, I had some yogurt for breakfast but your treat was yummier anyway. Do you have plans for today?”
“Well I was hoping to spend the whole day with you Susie unless you don’t want to.”
“You just try and get rid of me. Do you think we could go to your house and have fun? I mean if you want we can use my bedroom instead or for all I care we can go to the middle of Main Street and I’ll let you fuck me there with the whole town watching.”
“I don’t think so Susie, that isn’t really a very good idea. People driving might be distracted and get in accidents and there are some too young to see such things. So my house it is.”
“Well I guess he has to go away before we start” she said referring to my shrinking prick “so let me clean him good first.”
Again Susie took it in her mouth and though she didn’t seem to be doing more than cleaning it, the effect was that the shrinking stopped and it started to grow again. She finished quickly and removed her talented mouth.
“Sorry” she said sheepishly.
“No need to be sorry Susie” I told her as I managed to wrestle the beast back into my trousers.
Susie climbed onto the passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt and then looked at me expectantly. My hand keyed the ignition but before I could drive she interrupted me.
“Aren’t you forgetting to buckle up?” she asked in a stern voice.
“We’re only going for a short drive and with my gut it’s uncomfortable for me.”
“Most accidents happen close to home” Susie said parroting the safety statistics “and besides you have a duty to the children. What would happen if one of them saw you didn’t use your seatbelt or even worse we got in an accident and you were ejected from the van and it made the news?”
“Okay, okay” I said as I pulled the belt over me.
She sat back with a contented smile as I now began to drive. Impatient as I was to get home I made sure to stay below the speed limit with my safety conscious passenger beside me. While I drove I couldn’t help but turn and look at her. I realized she had truly turned her attitude around and was truthfully nice which was a good thing because I understood that I was so smitten that if now she was to try and lead me down the road to naughtiness I would helplessly follow.
During the trip I asked her how things were and she informed me of what she had been up to recently. Not only was she on the honor roll in this her senior year at school but Susie did a lot of volunteer work at the old folks home and the best thing was how she and her brother had mended their relationship.
“Things are great with Billy now. I try and be the best big sister in the world. I make sure we do things together and that he can be proud of me. Even if sometimes I don’t want to watch him or something I make sure to not take it out on him because it’s not his fault. Thank you for that Santa’s helper, for showing me the error of my ways and repairing our relationship. I told Billy that his letter to Santa worked and let me tell you he was surprised. I made him promise not to mention it to anybody else as people would laugh about Santa changing my heart. But he did – through you.”
For a couple minutes after hearing that I had difficulty driving as my vision was cloudy due to the tears of joy that unashamedly streamed from my eyes. In spite of this we safely made it to my residence at which time I wished I’d done a better job of keeping my house in order. I’d lived alone for a long time so to begin with I was somewhat negligent in my housekeeping. However the past year I had been worse than usual what with me being in the dumps about believing I would never see Susie again. Well no time to correct the situation now I thought as I closed the van door behind me.
Susie got out her side just wearing the elf outfit she’d been wearing seemingly unconcerned about either the chilly temperature or the fact that she was dressed in a somewhat risqué costume. As I was unlocking my front door I turned to her and spoke.
“Susie I just want to tell you that my house is a little messy presently, what with me being so busy this time of the year” I said as a way of warning as I led the way in.
The front hall and living room weren’t so bad, just a little cluttered with second hand threadbare furniture that I had liberated from being taken to the town dump. It was the kitchen and bathroom that worried me as females had somewhat different expectations than us fellas. But luckily Susie wasn’t thinking about such things but rather something we both wanted badly.
“I hope I don’t shock you but maybe you could show me your bedroom now” she said and she fondled my bulge for added emphasis.
She didn’t have to tell me twice and without skipping a beat I lifted Susie up and cradled her in my brawny arms. In a matter of a minute I’d climbed the stairs and carried her to my bedroom. My finger clicked the light switch in passing as I came in. Two steps more and I deposited her on my king size mattress. Before I could move Susie wrapped her arms around my leg and looked up at me with a pleading expression.
“Santa’s helper don’t even think about moving except to get on the bed on your back.”
“Yes ma’am” I answered as I climbed next to her and stretched out comfortably, propping a few pillows behind my back for support.
Susie was upright on her knees with a wanton expression on her pixy face and slowly she pulled the green material from her shoulder and slipped her arm free. She repeated this with the other shoulder and after pausing for a moment she lowered the outfit revealing her mouth watering bosom. They hadn’t grown since last year and were still just two tiny bumps with the pinkest, tastiest nipples I’d ever seen or tasted. Her fingers found and tweaked one of her nipples which caused Susie to let out a little moan.
Her other hand continued to push her outfit down until it reached the mattress. The only barrier now between me and my goal was her red and white striped tights. My arm grabbed her and pulled Susie to me where my mouth found her erect little nipple and sucked it into my mouth. She grabbed my head and pushed it even closer if that was possible. I continued to pull on Susie until she got the message and straddled my chest, each of her slim legs outside my body.
Now not only could I continue to suckle on her small breast but even more importantly my hand was able to rub between her thighs. As my hand pressed against the fabric of the tights I felt a wet spot centered right where her slit was. Susie moaned appreciatively as my fingers played with her through the thin material. Suddenly I took the tights with both hands and tore outward splitting them at the seam that ran down the middle of them. Susie shrieked from surprise as I exposed her golden treat but I was unable to see it as my mouth was still feasting on her tiny breast.
My hand now worked its way to her tiny, wet pussy where I slid my finger back and forth between her lips. She started to squirm as I probed her pinkness, now managing to slip my finger just inside her. It gripped me tightly as I pushed it deeper in her wet slit. I was enjoying fingering Susie but I’d been waiting for a year to taste her again so I now removed my finger prompting her to sigh with disappointment.
That changed when I seized her and wrestled Susie up to my waiting face. First I bestowed an open mouthed kiss on her nether lips making her shiver. I started to lap at her now, running my tongue the length of her slit from the bottom up to where I would graze her clit with a flourish. Then I’d repeat again and again until she was at the verge of orgasm. Finally I slipped my pinky in her as I flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue.
My reward was to be bathed in Susie’s juice as it flowed from her climaxing pussy onto my face and beard. Her vaginal fluids seeped between her pink lips and I eagerly lapped them to my waiting mouth. Finally I slapped her ass to get her attention then reluctantly pulled my face back a couple of inches so I could speak without being muffled by her muff.
“Susie swing your body around and suck my cock again but keep your little kitty up here where I can lick it.”
She wasted no time in acceding to my wishes and twisted her lithe body around so we were in a sixtynine position, one of the most wonderful numbers in the world. Again I feasted on her teen slit, probing her channel as deep as my tongue could reach. I swirled it around in a counter-clockwise motion as a change of pace as Susie returned the favor by taking my Yule log deep in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down, almost choking as on more than one occasion my cock pressed to her throat opening. Susie worked through it until the last time she actually managed to slip my head into her throat which made her gag. She pulled off me coughing, releasing a good amount of saliva onto my hard cock.
That spurred Susie to change what she’d been doing. She scurried off my face and repositioned her body down lower on the bed. Leaning on my sizable midsection with one hand for support Susie placed a foot on either side of my bulk and grasped my erection. She pressed it to her entrance and rubbed it back and forth between her lips to coat it with her natural lubricant. Then with no warning Susie slid down it and impaled herself.
She let out a low moan as my meat pushed deep in her tight channel. Once I was securely buried in her she put her other hand on my stomach and began to rock her petite body. With each motion Susie took me deeper until she couldn’t take any more. Then she rode me like a banshee with her eyes shut and a half smile on her face showing me how much she was enjoying herself this ride.
I of course was in heaven as she bounced up and down on me, her vaginal muscles squeezing me tightly with every movement of her trim and sexy body. My thick fingers found her perky nipples and twisted them hard and she moaned appreciatively. It must have been getting to her as now with every time I reached the back of her pussy she let out a little groan. As Susie was moving fast there was hardly a break between her groans, more like a continuous drawn out sound.
Finally she rose up so that just my head was between her pink lips before coming down all the way. The sound of our flesh colliding came to my ears as Susie’s blue eyes opened fully but they appeared to be looking beyond where she was to some distant plane. As I felt her pussy muscles contract on my thickness and her secretions flow I realized she was seeing sexual nirvana. Her body was now motionless except for her trembling muscles and I figured if I wanted to join her in bliss I would need to act.
First I moved my legs so that my knees were raised in the air and my boots were flat against the mattress and then I brought my big hands and grabbed both cheeks of Susie’s tight butt holding it in place. Now that I was set I started to piston upwards driving my cock deep into Susie with each thrust. Her little hands took hold of my red jacket and held on for dear life as I buffeted her body with my energetic banging.
“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! Don’t stop Santa’s helper! Oh fuck!” she cried out right before her body virtually collapsed onto me leaving her head resting on my chest and her legs splayed on either side of my body.
There was no chance of me stopping, in fact somehow I managed to increase the tempo of my movement. One arm I now wrapped around her small waist while the other continued to hold tightly to her ass. I was starting to get close now so I decided to go for broke.
“Look in my eyes Susie” I told her in a tone that brooked no dissent.
She twisted her head around so that our eyes met and that was all it took. My body shuddered as I began to fill her with my seed. I thrust one final time into her before I stopped and let the feeling of pleasure overwhelm me. I felt my cock contract from each shot of cum I released into her tight little kitty. Even after no more discharged from me we stayed like that with her sprawled on top of me and my Yule log buried in her sweet treat.
Slowly my heartbeat returned to normal and though I wished to remain awake my body was unable to resist the siren call of sleep. The next thing I knew when my eyes opened was that I lay alone in bed with no sign of Susie around. The feeling of my spent body and her taste still on my lips proved that it had been no dream but I didn’t know where she was. Rolling to the side of the bed I climbed unsteadily to my feet.
I shuffled forward and out the door continuing down the hall and then the stairs where I discovered Susie’s whereabouts. She was in the kitchen at the sink and as I walked in I saw she was washing dishes nearly nude. My arms encircled her from behind while my body pressed to hers.
“What are you doing Susie? You’re my guest and you shouldn’t be washing dishes.”
“Well someone has to Santa’s helper, this place was a mess. I’ve already cleaned the counters and the refrigerator but you have to mop the floor Santa’s helper. Its too much for me, I’m not strong enough but you are. If I’m going to spend time here…”
“Yes Susie” I answered “I will clean this place up.”
She turned off the water and turned and faced me, our bodies pressed together. My prick pressed against her stomach and the feel of her skin was soft and warm. Susie tilted her head up and met my gaze.
“Can you run outside and get my coat. I forgot that there was a present for you in my pocket. My mind has been distracted by what I think you know.”
When Susie said that she pushed against me and kissed my chest. Without saying a word I turned and headed for the door, remembering right before I went outside to put my “unwrapped package” away in my pants. Two minutes later I was back in the house and handing her the coat. She reached into the pocket and removed a small box wrapped in paper.
“Santa’s helper, does your basement still have the Christmas workshop?”
“Of course Susie, that is there all year round.”
“Good because I want us to go there to give you your present.”
I led the way to the door and turned on the light ahead of us. Once we got down there I connected the holiday lights so they twinkled merrily. She directed me to sit on my “throne” and stood before me smiling.
“First before I give you your gift I want you to take your big candy cane out of your pants. I love to look at it Santa’s helper.”
I certainly had no problem with that and I wasted no time in removing it via my fly. Being this close to Susie who was only wearing her elf hat (and ears), her curled elf shoes and her now torn striped tights was bringing new life to it and as it moved and hardened she watched with a wide eyed expression. Suddenly realizing she had my gift still in her hands she presented it to me.
“Just a little present for now but don’t worry as you will be getting more later.”
“Thank you Susie and I’m not worried. You didn’t have to give me anything in the first place and you’ve already given me two mind blowing orgasms today.”
“Mmm, I know and I plan on giving you another soon” she told me as I unwrapped the package.
There was a small box under the Santa Claus themed paper and when I opened it there was a narrow, red leather strap with Velcro at the ends. Puzzled I held it up and looked at it.
“Santa’s helper it’s what they call a cockstrap. I bought it at the sex shop at the mall. You wrap it around your… wait I’ll just do it” Susie said removing it from my hand.
She crouched down and first she also managed to remove my big, hairy balls from my red pants so they sat out too. Next she wrapped it around the base of both my hard cock and my balls and fastened it snugly.
“It looks very stylish Santa’s helper and they say it helps a man keep his erection, it makes it harder and it increases your pleasure when you cum. We’ll have to try that out I guess.”
After telling me that Susie stood up but not for long. No sooner had she risen then she climbed onto my lap and leaned close to my ear where she whispered her special holiday request to me. My face reddened from what she said and truthfully I don’t embarrass easily but this sure affected me. Once she finished telling me what she wanted I met her blue eyes with mine.
“Are you sure that you want that Susie? You don’t want something else instead?”
“No Santa’s helper, that’s what I want. Ever since last year after we met I thought about it. There were times I would play with my little kitty remembering what we did and pretend you did that to me as well. It scares me a little but I want it to be a present for us both.”
“Okay then Susie, get off my lap and stand next to my workbench NOW” I said, my voice now hard and demanding.
“Yes Santa’s helper” she answered meekly as she followed my order.
Susie didn’t move fast enough for my liking so I delivered a sharp smack to her adorable little ass. She turned after I did but she didn’t say anything and seemed to move faster afterwards. I got up from the chair and went to where I kept my Christmas supplies and rummaged around until I found what I needed. First was one of those small bows with an adhesive backing while the second item was a roll of ribbon made of a fabric material that was much stronger and wider than regular ribbon.
I headed to where Susie was and pushed her torso forward so that she was leaning over my workbench. Next I took her hands and wrapped the ribbon fabric around her wrists a few times before tying it securely to a leg of the bench with a bow. Again I delivered a swat to her adorable ass making her jump after which I adhered the small red bow to her butt like it was a bunny tail. She looked back and saw it affixed to her and wiggled her little ass.
Though in my opinion that was flirting with naughtiness I overlooked it and instead leaned down and started to kiss her gluteus. Once I had covered every square inch with my lips at least once I spread her cheeks with both hands and leaned in until my nose was right against her tight little back hole. It smelled as fresh as a spring morning so I figured she had prepared for what she wanted to happen. My tongue extended and licked her hole, doing my best to get it nice and wet.
I lapped away for a few minutes but I must admit I was very anxious to take it to the next level. Susie’s sweet eighteen year old virgin ass was waiting for me to invade and I just didn’t have the patience to wait much longer. Pulling my tongue away I spit right on her brown hole then forced my index finger inside her. She seemed to be relaxed and I was able to get it in without too much trouble but it was very tight and it was just one finger.
Again I let my saliva drip onto her opening and I used a second finger to work it in as it forced its way in her too. Susie gasped but she said nothing in response to my invasion. Now I started to work them in and out of her, slowly to start with but faster as it continued. She gasped loudly when I forced a third finger in there but that showed me that I had a chance to proceed.
Removing my fingers I moved to the other side of the bench which gave me access to her head. Susie opened her mouth which allowed my erection to slip between her lips. She sucked eagerly on me as I pushed it deeper in her mouth. Each one of my hands seized a braid of Susie and I pulled on them to get her attention.
“Open your mouth wide Susie. I plan on facefucking you for a minute to get my cock nice and wet before I fuck your little ass. Get as much saliva on it as you can cause once I’m in you I don’t plan on taking it easy.”
She opened as wide as she could and I started to fuck her face hard as I pulled on her golden braids. I wasn’t going deep, just my swollen mushroom head and a couple of inches I worked in and out. As long as Susie got it nice and lubricated so it could slide in her little backdoor. But I sure was enjoying the feeling of her soft lips on the hot flesh of my thick cock and her agile tongue swirling around the head like it was an ice cream cone.
Still there was no sense in delaying what we both wanted. After a final thrust that went deeper than I’d been going I pulled out of her mouth with a string of saliva attached to both her mouth and my erection. Again I moved behind her, positioning myself a few inches in back of her. My hands reached down and took a hold of her round little ass. If my thumbs touched and I spread my fingers out they could span her perfectly shaped cheeks. My fingers dug into her flesh causing her to wince as I kneaded her ass hard. Unable to stop myself I spanked Susie’s posterior a few times in rapid succession bring a rosy glow to her fair white skin.
“What do you want me to do?” I asked her in a stern voice.
“Fuck me in my little slutty ass Santa’s helper and show me no mercy. I’m a naughty girl and I need to be punished.”
“Hmm, so you want me to fuck the naughtiness out of you? I think I can do that Susie. But turn your head so I can see your pretty face and blue eyes. I want to see your expression when I do that.”
She swiveled her head and looked right at me with a wanton expression before licking her lips suggestively which earned her another couple of smacks on her ass.
“You are being naughty today Susie, I thought that had all been cured.”
“It is for everything else but I’m your little slut, I can’t help myself, but just for you.”
That certainly warmed my heart while also inflaming my loins in equal measure. My hand took hold of my shaft just below the head and guided it to her wrinkled hole. Some pre-cum oozed out the head and I rubbed it to her entrance as my free hand seized her narrow hip. Looking straight at her baby blues I pushed forward forcing my head to enter her, though barely due to the tightness. Putting my other hand on her hip I redoubled my efforts at pushing into her while my hands pulled her hips back.
That was enough to force my head inside her past the resistance of her ring. Susie moaned and I could see the discomfort on her face but it didn’t deter me any. Pushing hard I forced myself deeper in her back channel and I didn’t stop until I was three quarters of the way in. My hands moved forward until one could pinch Susie’s erect nipple while the other snaked between her thighs and found her little nub.
For the next couple of minutes I didn’t move my cock any but just enjoyed the incredible feeling of being the first one to plumb her forbidden depths. It was as tight and pleasurable as a velvet vice on my erection. My hands however were quite busy fondling and caressing Susie’s treats so that she too would enjoy this experience.
Once her face began to show the pleasure she was feeling I slowly started to move my hips while all the time continuing to play with her. To start I just made slight rotations with my hips which helped to stretch her virgin hole out. All the while my two fingers moved in a circular pattern brushing her sensitive clit. My other hand switched back and forth between her tiny breasts, squeezing, kneading and pinching.
It was obvious from her facial expression that she was getting close as the pale skin of her face was becoming flushed so I increased the tempo at which time Susie bit her lip. As I twisted her left nipple she let out a moan and started to tremble. That was what I’d been waiting for and I drove my hardness all the way in as her body climaxed. She let out a yelp as I forced myself to the depths of her ass and my balls collided with her soft skin.
“Good girl Susie, cum with me buried in your cute, tiny butt.”
“Fuck yes, Santa’s helper, I am, I am cumming with you in my ass!” Susie said with a wide eyed expression.
Our eyes locked on each others’ now and I slowly started to slide out though I only pulled back halfway before slamming it all the way in again. My hands now grabbed her hips again and I started to saw back and forth in Susie. Knowing this was her first time being sodomized I did my best to take it easy but that proved difficult. It felt so good with Susie constricting my snake as I worked in and out of her. And all the while her face reflected the pleasure mingled with pain she was experiencing which continued to spur me on to greater lengths.
I was all the way in Susie now and my jelly belly rested on her butt and lower back. Moving my hands I placed them on the workbench on either side of Susie allowing superior leverage to piledrive her booty. The only movement I did was with my hips as I used a relentless piston like action to pound all the naughtiness out of Susie.
My breathing was ragged now as gasps were more plentiful then moans but I persevered in my efforts. Her silky soft hole caressed my shaft as it burrowed deep and with a final push I achieved joy. And wouldn’t you know it young Susie was right!
As my Yule log spewed its eggnog into her waiting stocking the cockstrap that Susie had generously given me did in fact intensify the pleasurable feeling of orgasm I was experiencing. I felt a pulse in my nether regions especially centered on my discharging balls which the strap accentuated. My bulk sagged onto her as my energy left me and flowed into her back channel bringing with it a jolly good dose of holiday cheer.
The sweet scent of her skin revived me as I sprawled there on top of her slight frame. With more than a little effort I managed to push myself upright relying on my brawny arms and my faith in Santa Claus. Susie let out a sigh of relief as my quivering belly jiggled its way off her petite body. My hand found and untied the bow that freed her from her ribbon bondage allowing Susie to move.
She wasted no time in stepping sideways which caused my shrinking cock to slip from her now distended hole. When she turned and leaned forward I held my breath in anticipation and Susie didn’t disappoint. Her small hand took hold of my sensitive shaft which caused me to shudder and when she opened her lips and slid them over me I was speechless with joy.
She continued to suck me clean until finally she seemed satisfied with her job. Then she stood and embraced me though her arms couldn’t fully encircle my girth. My arm went around her shoulder but to be honest somehow my hand found and pinched her pert bottom which made her giggle. That in turn made me laugh in a jolly manner reminiscent of the boss. I laughed so hard that I had trouble breathing which alarmed Susie to no end.
Waving off her concern I removed a pack of cigarettes from my pocket and lit one and savored the carcinogens. I did cough I little but that didn’t mean anything although Susie wasn’t amused, in fact she stamped her foot in the cute little elf shoe she was wearing. Deciding now was a good time to get a beer I headed towards the door from the room.
“Santa’s helper where are you going?”
“Um, just to use the Santa’s helper room. You know how these old pipes are.”
“Okay we have to talk when you get back. I think maybe you should lose a little weight and cut down on those things” she said indicating my smoke with a disdainful glance “and maybe get you on a stair climber or something.”
“Yes dear” I muttered under my breath.
“Did you say something?” she asked sweetly.
“Just said I’ll be right back Susie.”
I grabbed the beer and headed to the bathroom where I drank it while tinkling. This would require some thought I realized but I also knew that now wasn’t the time, what with me cumming three times today with Susie. A little nagging seemed like a small price but perhaps I could cure her of that much as I had with her naughtiness. Finishing the beer I headed back while also bringing two beers with me. When I returned to the workshop Susie was sitting perched on the throne reading something with a serious expression on her perfect face.
“Penny for your thoughts and a beer for your belly” I told her as I handed her one.
“Thanks” she said as she took it and stood up. “Sit Santa’s helper.”
I settled back in the throne and after I did Susie perched herself on my knee and continued to read.
“Santa’s helper is this the mission you were talking about earlier, what’s in this letter?”
“Yes Susie it is and as no doubt you can see this is a situation that must be rectified?”
“You mean like you just did to me?”
It took me a moment to catch Susie’s play on words at which point I released a full belly laugh which violently shook Susie who had to hold on to me for dear life or fall. Tears streamed down my cheeks from her pun until I managed to regain a semblance of control.
“Very clever my dear, although truthfully you were rectumfied.”
“Thank you and you’re right about the situation. Do you, do you need any help?”
“Susie I wish you to be my assistant in all aspects, not just in being my little slut. I’d be honored if you would help me in this mission from planning it and all the way to accompanying me while we turn a heart from naughty to nice.”
She hugged me and rested her head against my shoulder and all was right in that little corner of the world. Soon though we had to go so that Susie would have time to prepare dinner for her family. On the return drive to her house I just happened to notice a parked car that triggered my memory from that very morning. It was the same one where the driver had been behind me on the drive thru line.
Quickly I pulled to the side of the street and parked but kept the motor running. Pulling on a coat with a hood I went back in the van until I found what I was looking for. Slipping the bag of sugar in my pocket I went to the rear door of the van.
“Susie would you mind taking the driver’s seat in case we have to leave in a hurry. I just wish to spread a little seasonal sweetness to someone I met this morning.”
Catching my meaning she slipped behind the wheel with a determined expression.
“Don’t worry, you can count on me Santa’s helper.”
“I know I can Susie” I replied with a smile.
THE END
By rutger5 (Copyright 2012)
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My new-found toy

I had lusted after her sister for SO long – but never even gave her a second glance – before today …

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My Mom, Grandmother and me

My Mother, Grandmother & Me
Hi, my name is Bobby. That’s what both my Mother and Grandmother call me anyway. My Mother was fourteen when I was born and I found out later my Dad was my Grandmothers husband. Seems he started molesting my mother when she was about eleven. She told me he started by rubbing her pussy and finger fucking her. After about six months he started kissing and licking her pussy. She said at first she was afraid and embarrassed but it felt so good she didn’t tell anyone. In her thirteenth year he fucked her one night and didn’t use any protection. She got pregnant that very first time. He began fucking her every night she said. Before he fucked her the second time he had her take his wife’s (my grandma’s) birth control pills. My Grand Mother was a waitress at this fancy dinner house and worked six nights a week from five to eleven in the evening. That was why it was so easy for him. Mom said she had no idea she was pregnant becaus she never had any signs that usually come with pregnancy, like morning sickness or wanting strange food. When she started to show after four months she thought she was just getting fat. She started to diet, but after six months it became obvious.
When confronted with it by my Grandmother Mom confessed that her husband Dan had been fucking her and blurted out the whole story. Consequently they were divorced but not before my grand mother made him sign a confession and agree to give her twenty percent of his gross salary until Mom was eighteen because if he didn’t grandma would send him to jail. However Dan kept sneaking back at night, while my grand mother was working. She said he was a good lover and she liked what he did to her. He fucked her at least three time’s a week until she was sixteen even through her pregnancy. One night my grand mother came home early because she was not feeling well and caught them. With the threat of prison he left town and never came back.
We live in a very upscale neighborhood so that I can go to good schools said my grand mother but we could only afford a one bedroom house. Grand mother bought a king size bed to accommodate the three of us, I slept in the middle. We were very happy and never thought how it may have seemed strange to an outsider. When I was twelve I started to grow hair around my private parts and was getting some funny feelings when I held my cock. I began jacking off and about the third time I had a climax. Boy did it feel good. After that I would jack almost every day.
Mom worked at a hash house that was open only for breakfast & lunch. Her hours were from six until two in the afternoon. She was making about a hundred dollars a day and was usually home by two thirty or three at the most. My grand mother worked as I said earlier at a fancy dinner from five until eleven in the evening. That was perfect for our situation. Mom got up at four thirty every day and left the house at five forty. My grand mother always fixed me breakfast and a box luch and got me off to school.
Early one morning I was lying in bed. Mom had left for work and my grand mother was sleeping, or so I thought. I began to massage my dick very slowly. It didn’t take long before I was fully erect. Suddenly my grand mother reached over and took hold of my dick and began to massage it, saying let me do it for you. I was completely stunned. I just laid there. After a minute or two of stroking my four and a half inch cock she bent over and took it into her mouth. Oh my god what a feeling as her hot wet mouth began to suck me. I don’t think she had it in her mouth more than a minute before I shot my load into her mouth. She sucked and licked my dick so that there wasn’t anything left.
I literaly couldn’t move. She continued sucking and my dick stayed hard. She straddled me so that her pussy was right over my face. She had a very strong musk aroma coming from her hole and it had a batch of black hair surrounding it. I didn’t know what to do, but it felt so good having her hot mouth sucking my dick that I just froze. She lowered her ass a little so that she was just inches from my face. I reached up and pulled the lips of her pussy apart and was amazed at how pink it was around her hole. I don’t know why I did it but I leaned up and kissed her pink hole and flicked my tongue at it. Grandma let out a little moan and lowered her pussy gently onto my face. She whispered, eat my pussy Bobby, kiss and lick your granny’s fuck hole. I didn’t completely understand her words but I began to lick and suck that hole. I stuck my little tongue as far as I could inside her hole. Her pussy was unbelievably hot and wet. I soon got over the smell and the salty mint taste.
She would push down hard onto my face so that I could hardly breathe and I would feel a warm liquid spread over my tongue and face, after which she would ease up on the pressure until she would do it again. I soon shot another load into her mouth but continued to eat her pussy. I felt her cum on my face two more times when she turned around and laid down beside me. She kissed me on the cheek and said “Did you like that Bobby?” Oh yes grandma, can we do it again? “Yes Bobby, from now on you and I are going to have a lot of fun together, but you have to promise not to tell anyone, not even your mother. I could get in a lot of trouble and might even go to jail.” Oh I promise Grand Ma I promise. When can we do it again? As soon as we can get you hard again.
Within about ten minutes she had me hard again, she told me to lye on my back. When I did she straddled me and let my little cock sink up her hole. I said, oh grandma your so hot there, it feels like I’m in hot water. She gave me a big smile and then fucked my dick with that hot hole of hers for about five minutes before I came again. She looked at the clock and said, “Looks like your late for school. How would you like to stay home and we will tell your Mom and the school that you were sick to your stomach. I reached up and hugged her. For the first time I noticed how big her breasts were. I said, Grand ma you have such big breasts. “You like your granny’s tits do you. Would you like to kiss and suck them,” she asked. I shook my head yes and she pulled my head to her breast and I began to suck first one than the other. She taught me how to knead her breasts and take my thumb and index finger and pinch and roll her nipples. When I did it just right she would moan and say that’s nice Bobby.
I kept fondling her breast and soon I was hard again. This time I had a little better idea as to what I was suppose to do. When I slid my dick inside her I was again amazed at how hot her pussy was and how her inner walls of her pussy felt like a slippery velvet glove. She would make her pussy lips grip my cock and milk it as I went in and out of her. She taught me how to make slow even strokes. This time I was able to last a lot longer. I fucked her for about twelve minutes before I came. Before I came she was moaning and telling me how good I felt inside her. OHHHH Bobby, that’s nice Bobby, Oh yes Bobby you’re making me cum oooooooooooooooohhhhhhh yes. Then she would start all over again. When she told me what a good lover I was I felt wonderful? We fucked one more time’s before lunch. We were naked when we went into the kitchen and she fixed me a bowl of vegetable soup. I drank two glass’s full of milk. I kept admiring her figure. At forty six grandma still had a nice figure. Her tits only sagged a little and she had only put on about ten lbs onto her hips. She had a slight pouch to her stomach. At 5’9” and 132 lbs. she looked great. I learned later that her tits were a 38d cup.
After lunch we played a game of checkers and then went back to bed. She wanted to know if I would like to fuck her in the ass. I said I don’t think so. Wouldn’t I get shit on me? No, not if I douche first. I said what is that? She took me to the bathroom and showed me how she douched both her pussy and her ass. After she had douched she put k-y jelly up her ass hole. When I fucked her there she was unbelievably tight. I came within a couple of minutes. I decided I liked fucking her there.
Mom got home about three and after grandma told her about my being ill she came into the bedroom and felt my head to see if I had a fever. I told her I was fine. I said after Grandma gave me some medicine and the soup I felt a lot better. As soon as my Mom went into the bathroom about four PM to take her usual shower I went into our bedroom where Grandma was getting ready to go to work. She was bent over putting her nylons on and I could see her beautiful pussy and I new I had to have her before she went to work. I wrapped my hands around her body puting one hand on a tit and the other on her pussy, rubbing her clitoris. She moaned Oh Bobby Its not a goooooood Idea as I slipped my cock into her waiting cunt your Moooomm may see us, oh god bobby you feel so good inside me, and I can’t seem to get enough of you. She bent over and let me pound her pussy until I came. She said, Bobby you seem to be able to make me cum quicker than anyone ever has. I heard the shower turn off so I pulled out of her and went to the kitchen after giving her a french kiss.
I pointed to her pussy as I left pointing to the cum that was oozing down her leg. I laughed as I walked into the kitchen. Mom came into the kitchen in her terry cloth robe and started dinner. I had never looked at here except as my Mom. As she went about the business of fixing our dinner I started admiring her nice breasts whenever she bent down to get something her robe would open up and show her breasts or cleavage. When she stepped up on the small stool to get some canned vegetables she had one foot on the stool and one on the floor and just for an instant it pulled her robe apart and I could see her pussy. she was naked under the robe. I started to get a hard on and as she stepped down she saw me staring at the gap in her robe. She quickly pulled the robe closed turning a light shade of red.
After dinner Mom and I watched some TV but nothing very good was on so I went to bed. Mom said she wanted to stay up for awhile and read. As I lay there I thought this had been the greatest day of my life. I was a virgin yesterday, and today I had fucked my Grandmother. Just thinking about it gave me another hard on. I hoped I could stay awake long enough for grandma to get home so I could fuck her again. I felt like Iwanted to be inside her all the time.
Mom came to bed about thirty minutes later. I pretended to be a sleep. So I faked snoring a little and rolled over close to Mom putting my arm around her. I let my hand fall on her breast just to see what she would do. She didn’t move so I gave her tit a little squeeze. She took my hand and put it beside her. I snorted a couple of times and scooted up close to her. I could feel her nice butt as it was solid against my stomach. I got a hard on and my dick slid up along her but and back. She didn’t move and I was afraid to do anything more. I soon fell asleep thinking about how nice it would be to fuck my beautiful mother..
I woke up about twelve thirty and realized Grandma was sucking my cock.. I was very hard so I pulled my cock out of her mouth and rolled to my side and got behind my Grandmothers, slowly shoving my cock into her hot pussy. I fucked her for about twenty minutes before Cuming and fell asleep still inside her.
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Bikini High

Dad gets transferred so we have to move to Hawaii and I get to go to the Bikini High School.