Oh, Santa!

I was at a Christmas party a few nights ago and the hosts had hired a Santa for the duration of the party and all the ladies sat on his lap at one point or another and got their pictures taken and he was kind of a naughty Santa, asking if we’d been good or bad this past year. I could see under his fake beard that he looked like a handsome man. As the party was winding down and guests were leaving, I spent a bit more time with him talking and as I got up, he goosed me! I wasn’t upset, I laughed. I said Santa should be on the naughty list himself.

He asked me if I’d like to go home with him, and normally I wouldn’t, but I was lonely, it was late, I was kinda horny, so why not? I said sure, and off we went to his condo not far from where the party was. He took off the Santa suit when we arrived back and put on some jeans and a sweater and with no fake beard, he looked a lot better and younger. We had some eggnog and chatted a while and things eventually turned a bit passionate and we went to his bedroom.

Some people you are just sexually compatible with, and he was one of them. I loved the way he touched my pussy, he really knew his way around a cunt. He was good at touching me and making me squirm for more. His cock was a very good size and filled my hungry pussy up nicely. In one way it was kind of sad to be fucking some stranger dressed as Santa Claus at a party, but it was a nice night, and he was good in bed. He did a very nice job of making me cum several times. I doubt we will ever get together again, but it was a fun Christmastime memory to have.

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The Young Man Next Door

I’ve always been a tease, it’s part of my charm. A few months ago when a new family moved in next door, I had my eye on their teenaged son. He was really cute, but seemed a shy type. I flirted with him a bit even though he was a lot younger than I am. He blushed a few times, it was so cute. Now that it’s Christmas, I decided to gift him a gift. A gift he never asked for, but one I bet he would like very much. His bedroom window faces mine and I’ve left the curtains open every night this month as I undressed. I have paraded around naked and spent time in front of the window to make sure he has a good view of me.

I tried on a new Christmas dress I got myself and spent time putting on some pretty matching lingerie underneath it and I could just feel him watching me. I bet he’s been jerking off like mad as he’s watched me the last week. I know how they masturbate like fiends at that age, I sure did. Our neighborhood had a Christmas open house for participating households that are beautifully decorated and I signed up, it’s like a tour of neighborhood homes around the block kind of thing. He came by and I invited him into a more quiet room for some eggnog.

I made my move. He was enjoying the strong eggnog and we were sitting next to one another making small talk and I reached over and kissed him. The look on his face was priceless. I pointed up and said we were under some mistletoe. Then I reached down and started to rub his crotch and he was hard instantly. I leaned down and took his young cock in my mouth and gave him a blow job. He said very little, I think he was too shy to do much, but he moaned and seemed to enjoy it. He came, I swallowed, he finished his eggnog and left to go to the next tour next door. His parents gave me an odd look, but said nothing. I do so love Christmas.

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I Touch Myself

I was having some estimates done for some reno work and saw a lot of men in the last few weeks. Most were no one I’d touch with a ten foot pole, but there were a couple of ruggedly handsome guys that I could absolutely imagine fucking. In fact, I imagined it alright when I was masturbating the other night. I was thinking how much of a turn on it is to have a real man, one that knows how to fix things and build things. Not some soyboy wimp that protests at one ridiculous rally or another. A real man that can make you feel like a real woman.

I decided to give the most attractive one the job. He had good skills and a good reputation as well and came highly recommended. I didn’t choose him for looks alone, that would be dumb. After he finished the job, I invited him in. It was the end of the day and I thought I might be able to entice him to stay. He seemed receptive to the idea. I came right out and told him I’d thought about him while I masturbated. The look on his face was priceless.

I could see the bulge in his pants growing and he saw me looking at it. I boldly reached out and unzipped him. We were soon on the sofa and fucking passionately. He was good with his hands on me, that’s for sure! I was happy with how he stroked, and touched and teased me as we fucked. He made me cum so hard, and he said I was a good fuck as well. I asked him if he’d stop by again and he said he would, but men are fickle, you can’t really believe what most of them say, I’ve found. It was a hot time and he did a good job on the renos. What more could a girl ask for?

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Sleeping with the Ex

Sometimes we can be extremely sexually compatible with people we otherwise should not be with. This is the case with my ex boyfriend. Our problems were never in the bedroom, they were everywhere else. Good sex can be very, very hard to let go of. In that moment, you want them more than anything on earth and you know they will make you cum better than anyone else ever can, but it’s out the bed that things go to hell. I know it’s not the healthiest decision, but I still occasionally sleep with him and we don’t do anything but fuck one another. We don’t hang out, we don’t ask about one another’s lives, we just do booty calls, since that’s the only capacity I want him in my life and vice versa.

Last weekend he called me and asked if I was free to come over and of course I was. I went right over and walked right in the door and walked straight to the bedroom. We fell on the bed and into one another’s arms and were kissing passionately and soon had our hands all over one another. His cock in my pussy makes me so happy, no one fucks me like he does. I know it’s a guaranteed three orgasms when I am with him, and he’s such a giver, he loves to go down on me and make me squeal with pleasure and then fuck me as I claw at his back.

I cum so hard with his dick buried balls deep within me. Once we are both exhausted from our efforts, we part and there’s no contact until one or the other calls and we do it all over again. Some people are better off as lovers than as mates. He’s such a fantastic lover, even when I’ve had other boyfriends, I’ve still gone on a booty call for him. I didn’t share that with them of course. Some people are hard to quit.

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Blowing Off Steam

Most would assume men calling phone sex lines are calling to hear a woman talk sexy to them as they masturbate, and yes, that’s usually true. Sometimes however men do have different reasons for calling. Like blowing off steam. I had a funny call the other day and I assumed this man wanted sexy talk, so I started asking him what turned him on. He then said he didn’t call for sexy talk, he just wanted to talk to someone he wasn’t mad at. I asked him who was making him mad, and he said his wife for one, and the workmen outside for another.

I asked what they were doing to make him angry and he said they were putting a new driveway down and doing a lousy job of it. I said tarring a driveway doesn’t seem very complicated, which he agreed, so they were making him even more made screwing up a simple job. When I asked what his wife had done, he said too many things to even describe. He just needed someone to calm him down and tell him things would get better. It was only just after ten in the morning when he called, so his day was off to a bad start. He hoped I’d turn it around for him.

I haven’t heard back from him, hopefully things got better. Some callers are just exasperated and have no one to turn to and express their most basic frustrations. Another caller that’s divorced likes to tell all about his various health issues and doctor visits. Many have no one else to talk to and just get frustrated and reach out to a non threatening person who will listen to them, even if sex isn’t what they are calling to talk about. It really does take all kinds.

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