Christmas Eve - Sex Stories

Christmas Eve

... said, "Oh, that massage feels so good. Would you mind massaging this spot here?" She had me raise my head, and then she pulled her pleated skirt up a short way onto her thigh. She pointed to a spot on her lower thigh, and like a pro I massaged and caressed it, allowing my fingers to slide deftly beyond the point she'd pointed to. By this time such was the burning desire in my rock hard teenage cock that I was all but humping the couch. I was now gliding my hand over most of Jill's lovely limbs, and she responded by spreading her legs as I tried to reach further and further up her thigh. Sud- denly, Jill told me to raise my head, and she pulled her skirt up over her waist. What a magnificent sight greeted me! She wore gartered stockings that were pulled incredibly tight by a delicate red lace garter belt. She also had on a very skimpy pair of red laced bikini panties. I immediately dove in, kissing and licking her shimmering nyloned legs and nibbling on those exquisite garters. Jill spread her legs even further, and my hand rubbed and caressed the insides of those legs all the way from her toes to her lace covered crotch. My tongue now found its way to those lace panties, and I sucked on the warm juices that were soaking them. Jill was incredibly excited and soon had undone all the buttons on her blouse, exposing her two gorgeous tits encased in a very scanty whit bra. She began massaging her massive mounds through the bra as I con- tinued my assult on her love box. I ...

... decided I'd better take full advantage of her stockinged wonders, so I got off the couch and knelt before her. She didn't know what I was going to do un- til I unzipped my pants and pulled out my pulsing prod. She reached for it, but I told her I wanted to tease her a bit first. No objection on her part. Taking my dick in my hand and starting at her toes, I gently glided it up and down the full length of her stockings. Small droplets of cum formed on the head as the wonder- ous sensations of touching those beautiful stockinged gams worked its way through my body. While I was doing this, Jill had unsnapped her bra and was busy, with one hand kneading her eraser tip nipples and the other hand buried beneath her panties as she feverishly fingered herself. Somehow her deep panting almost seemed to keep time with the tume "Jingle Bells," which was coming from the stereo, and I was getting more and more into the Christmas spirit. With one long, loving lick of her stocking tops, I decided I'd better go to work on that still hidden treasure between Jill's legs. I pulled the crotch of her laced undies to the side to expose the juiciest, warmest love box I'd ever had the pleasure to indulge in. In no time, my tongue was deep inside of her, slurping up the sweet juices which seemed to literally pour from my aunt's vagina. Jill begged for my cock, so I lifted her legs onto the couch and then climbed on top so that we were in the 69 position. The sight of her long, elegant stock- inged legs in ...