[Contest Entry 2011] My Christmas Present
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The year was 1998. I was working as a medical assistant in a new physician’s office. So as a good will gesture our office manager, Teresa, decided to have a Christmas Eve party. She was one of those types of people who believe that everyone will have a better working relationship if they can play well together.
Being the new kid on the block I was not looking forward to the evening. I had just broken up with my boyfriend of 2 years several months ago. But my co-workers wanted me to go, so I agreed. I even went shopping for the occasion. I'm a brunette, 5' 4" with a nice figure, so I decided to show it off a little. I bought a little jade green dress that fit me like a glove. It went so well with my eyes. I also wore 3 in heels to match. I took extra time with my hair and make up, wanting to impress. Well when my co-workers saw me it was worth the effort. I was on cloud nine with all the compliments.
The party was packed there were so many people. Some I had never seen before, maybe this was a good idea. I went to the bar and ordered a Jim and coke. As I started to mingle my good mood was contagious; every one I spoke to was having a good time.
Then I felt someone’s eyes on me. I looked up across the room to see the most gorgeous man. Brown shoulder length hair, falling freely about his shoulders. Green eyes, light beard closely shaved, trimmed and shaped. Athletic build. His jeans fit like a glove. He smiled, and winked when he caught me looking. I smiled back.
The band struck up a slow number about then and he was coming towards me. The couples were filling up the dance floor. I was getting nervous. Our eyes met and locked. When he reached me he just held out his hand, without a word I put my hand in his, he led me to the dance floor.
As we started to dance he whispered in my ear, “You're the most beautiful woman here tonight. What’s your name?”
“Daniel,” I whispered back, “What’s yours?”
“Joe,” he said.
He drew me closer. It felt so good in his arms; we swirled around the dance floor in perfect harmony. We never said another word, we just enjoyed the feel of each other’s bodies. When the song was over I felt his lips gently touch my forehead. He smiled at me and let me go.
I went back to my friends. They were eager to know about him. I told them what I knew, that his name was Joe. They couldn't believe that I didn't ask him more. In my mind I knew that I would have other another chance to find out more.
The night went on and every slow dance Joe came to me. We never spoke just enjoyed the moment. Every dance ended the same.
It was getting close to midnight, we were dancing once again. Joe whispered, “Want to leave?”
“Yes.”
It was a cold crisp night, a full moon shining above. I shivered. Joe wrapped his arms around me as we walked to his car.
He helped me in, leaned over me to fasten the seat belt. My heart was beating wildly in my chest, him so near, smelling so good.
His lips softly brushed mine as he straightened. A shiver ran up my spine.
We drove to Joe’s apartment, the radio playing softly in the background. Neither spoke, both of us anticipating what was to come.
We pulled into the driveway; he leaned over to kiss me, fully on the lips, soft, wet gentle lips. He parted my lips, our tongues intertwined. He sucked softly. I groaned. Ohhhhhhh. His hands started to roam; he rubbed my neck, sliding down my arms, our lips still locked. He touched the underside of my breasts. My nipples hardened. I whispered, “Let’s go inside.”
We barely made it to the door. Our hands were all over each other. He managed to open the door. He pinned me up against the wall, pressing his hardness into my thigh. Lips locked, his hand went up my dress, caressing my inner thigh. I was pulling his shirt out of his pants then over his head. His hands worked magic on me. He cupped my buttocks, raising me up off the floor. I wrapped my legs around him. I could feel his full erection now, up against my pelvis. He reached up under my dress moving my panties aside. He gently touched my lips with his fingertips.
My hips were arching against him, wanting, needing his touch. His kisses became more urgent, his tongue more frantic. “Please, Joe. Please,” I whispered. His fingers entered me, finding my most sensitive spots. My legs opened wider wanting more.
He carried me to the sofa. Our lips never losing contact. He laid me down, slowly started to kiss his way down my body. My nipples were so hard, his tongue circled them through the material of my dress. Down lower, lower, he kissed my inner knee, running his tongue over me, getting me wet. Kissing up my thighs, slowly edging closer to my wetness. He pulled my panties down my legs then smelled them and tossed them aside. Maintaining eye contact with me, he tenderly parted my lips with his tongue teasing and wet. I watched his head between my legs, not believing how wonderful this felt. His hands ran up and down my legs, squeezing my buttocks. I was arching my hips wanting more. Loving his tongue. He made me so wet. My hands ran through his hair, controlling his movements.
“Please, Joe. Please come to me.”
I was pulling on him wanting him up, to feel his lips on mine, to taste myself on his soft lips. He came to me. I put my hands between us unbuckling his jeans. His hardness strained against the zipper. I wanted to touch him so badly. At last I managed to free him.
He stood and stripped his jeans off, his erection full and hard- needing me. I rose up, wanting to take him into my mouth. I kissed his head running my tongue around his opening. Tasting his pre cum. licking, sucking gently. I licked up and down his length, cupping his balls in one hand, the other one moving with my lips. I took him fully into my mouth, his hands in my hair, rubbing my head. He was arching towards me wanting me to move faster.
“Please, Daniel. Please,” he whispered.
I loved the taste of him, the feel of him. I was drowning with wetness for him, so ready for him.
He pushed me back on the sofa. Taking his hands and pushing my legs up, bending them toward my chest, opening me up. Ready for him I felt his head parting my lips. His eyes locked with mine. Then he pushed fully into me, filling me, stretching me to surround him. He pushed fully into me holding in, just pushing. He felt so good, so big and hard as a rock. His lips met mine, he started to rock with the familiar rhythm of time.
I loved it, I was begging him: “Don't stop, Joe, don't stop.” I felt the tension mounting in me. “Push, Push Joeeeeeeeeee.”
I released, juice flowing from me. Joe rose up, slid down me and licked my juice. “Just had to taste you again Daniel.”
By now I was so wet.
“Come to me Joe,” I begged.
He flipped me over on my stomach, taking the sofa pillows and putting them under me raising my butt up so that he could have full access to me. He plunged into me. I cried out- “Joe!”
He rode me, hard. Faster and faster he moved. I could feel the tension mounting up in him, his erection getting harder.
“Oh Daniel!”
More thrusting.
“I'm cumming, I'm cumming, Daniel.”
He filled me with his hot cum. Pushing until every last drop was out. He collapsed on me. I felt his full weight on me, his sweaty body loving it. He kissed me on my back rubbing his hands on me.
“Daniel that was great. What a Christmas present.”
Being the new kid on the block I was not looking forward to the evening. I had just broken up with my boyfriend of 2 years several months ago. But my co-workers wanted me to go, so I agreed. I even went shopping for the occasion. I'm a brunette, 5' 4" with a nice figure, so I decided to show it off a little. I bought a little jade green dress that fit me like a glove. It went so well with my eyes. I also wore 3 in heels to match. I took extra time with my hair and make up, wanting to impress. Well when my co-workers saw me it was worth the effort. I was on cloud nine with all the compliments.
The party was packed there were so many people. Some I had never seen before, maybe this was a good idea. I went to the bar and ordered a Jim and coke. As I started to mingle my good mood was contagious; every one I spoke to was having a good time.
Then I felt someone’s eyes on me. I looked up across the room to see the most gorgeous man. Brown shoulder length hair, falling freely about his shoulders. Green eyes, light beard closely shaved, trimmed and shaped. Athletic build. His jeans fit like a glove. He smiled, and winked when he caught me looking. I smiled back.
The band struck up a slow number about then and he was coming towards me. The couples were filling up the dance floor. I was getting nervous. Our eyes met and locked. When he reached me he just held out his hand, without a word I put my hand in his, he led me to the dance floor.
As we started to dance he whispered in my ear, “You're the most beautiful woman here tonight. What’s your name?”
“Daniel,” I whispered back, “What’s yours?”
“Joe,” he said.
He drew me closer. It felt so good in his arms; we swirled around the dance floor in perfect harmony. We never said another word, we just enjoyed the feel of each other’s bodies. When the song was over I felt his lips gently touch my forehead. He smiled at me and let me go.
I went back to my friends. They were eager to know about him. I told them what I knew, that his name was Joe. They couldn't believe that I didn't ask him more. In my mind I knew that I would have other another chance to find out more.
The night went on and every slow dance Joe came to me. We never spoke just enjoyed the moment. Every dance ended the same.
It was getting close to midnight, we were dancing once again. Joe whispered, “Want to leave?”
“Yes.”
It was a cold crisp night, a full moon shining above. I shivered. Joe wrapped his arms around me as we walked to his car.
He helped me in, leaned over me to fasten the seat belt. My heart was beating wildly in my chest, him so near, smelling so good.
His lips softly brushed mine as he straightened. A shiver ran up my spine.
We drove to Joe’s apartment, the radio playing softly in the background. Neither spoke, both of us anticipating what was to come.
We pulled into the driveway; he leaned over to kiss me, fully on the lips, soft, wet gentle lips. He parted my lips, our tongues intertwined. He sucked softly. I groaned. Ohhhhhhh. His hands started to roam; he rubbed my neck, sliding down my arms, our lips still locked. He touched the underside of my breasts. My nipples hardened. I whispered, “Let’s go inside.”
We barely made it to the door. Our hands were all over each other. He managed to open the door. He pinned me up against the wall, pressing his hardness into my thigh. Lips locked, his hand went up my dress, caressing my inner thigh. I was pulling his shirt out of his pants then over his head. His hands worked magic on me. He cupped my buttocks, raising me up off the floor. I wrapped my legs around him. I could feel his full erection now, up against my pelvis. He reached up under my dress moving my panties aside. He gently touched my lips with his fingertips.
My hips were arching against him, wanting, needing his touch. His kisses became more urgent, his tongue more frantic. “Please, Joe. Please,” I whispered. His fingers entered me, finding my most sensitive spots. My legs opened wider wanting more.
He carried me to the sofa. Our lips never losing contact. He laid me down, slowly started to kiss his way down my body. My nipples were so hard, his tongue circled them through the material of my dress. Down lower, lower, he kissed my inner knee, running his tongue over me, getting me wet. Kissing up my thighs, slowly edging closer to my wetness. He pulled my panties down my legs then smelled them and tossed them aside. Maintaining eye contact with me, he tenderly parted my lips with his tongue teasing and wet. I watched his head between my legs, not believing how wonderful this felt. His hands ran up and down my legs, squeezing my buttocks. I was arching my hips wanting more. Loving his tongue. He made me so wet. My hands ran through his hair, controlling his movements.
“Please, Joe. Please come to me.”
I was pulling on him wanting him up, to feel his lips on mine, to taste myself on his soft lips. He came to me. I put my hands between us unbuckling his jeans. His hardness strained against the zipper. I wanted to touch him so badly. At last I managed to free him.
He stood and stripped his jeans off, his erection full and hard- needing me. I rose up, wanting to take him into my mouth. I kissed his head running my tongue around his opening. Tasting his pre cum. licking, sucking gently. I licked up and down his length, cupping his balls in one hand, the other one moving with my lips. I took him fully into my mouth, his hands in my hair, rubbing my head. He was arching towards me wanting me to move faster.
“Please, Daniel. Please,” he whispered.
I loved the taste of him, the feel of him. I was drowning with wetness for him, so ready for him.
He pushed me back on the sofa. Taking his hands and pushing my legs up, bending them toward my chest, opening me up. Ready for him I felt his head parting my lips. His eyes locked with mine. Then he pushed fully into me, filling me, stretching me to surround him. He pushed fully into me holding in, just pushing. He felt so good, so big and hard as a rock. His lips met mine, he started to rock with the familiar rhythm of time.
I loved it, I was begging him: “Don't stop, Joe, don't stop.” I felt the tension mounting in me. “Push, Push Joeeeeeeeeee.”
I released, juice flowing from me. Joe rose up, slid down me and licked my juice. “Just had to taste you again Daniel.”
By now I was so wet.
“Come to me Joe,” I begged.
He flipped me over on my stomach, taking the sofa pillows and putting them under me raising my butt up so that he could have full access to me. He plunged into me. I cried out- “Joe!”
He rode me, hard. Faster and faster he moved. I could feel the tension mounting up in him, his erection getting harder.
“Oh Daniel!”
More thrusting.
“I'm cumming, I'm cumming, Daniel.”
He filled me with his hot cum. Pushing until every last drop was out. He collapsed on me. I felt his full weight on me, his sweaty body loving it. He kissed me on my back rubbing his hands on me.
“Daniel that was great. What a Christmas present.”
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Xenon
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