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An XXXMas Carol - A story for Christmas.

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By *ondonFunTimes OP   Man
5 days ago

south east

Part one - prologue.

Marley was dead to begin with. That’s Jane Marley of course, but you knew that already. Kristie had kept the name of the florists when she bought it at Easter, liked its cutesy Dickensian feel. So far it hadn’t been a bad year and as Christmas loomed on the horizon things were picking up. It had been a rollercoaster year, thirty three (‘As old as Jesus’, her best friend Jen told her with alarming regularity), divorced for two years now and no time to work on her love life. Just roses for other people, no romance here at Marley’s Florist in leafy Surrey.

The run up to Christmas Eve had been crazy, all Kristie wanted to do was close the doors, head back to her flat, open up the baileys and watch tv until she collapsed into bed and slept through to the 28th. Missing the whole commercial festival.

It was late when she finally closed the doors. The high street deserted. Driving home Kristie mused to herself ‘would have been nice to have a Christmas shag’ and then shaking her head thought back to Rob and the break up of her marriage after four years of boredom an argument.

Oddly, her toad dead also deserted as she parked outside her neat flat. Walking to the communal door she could feel the bitter wind catch her scarf. As she reached for her keys she could have sworn she heard a distant sound. She stopped for a moment, on the breeze she swore she could hear the faint sound of an orgasm and voice saying ‘fuck me, cum in me’. She closed her eyes and unlocked the door, god she needed sleep and neighbours who didn’t watch porn on Christmas Eve. She clomped up the stairs.

Outside of her door was a parcel, she was expecting anything she picked it up and inspected the address.

‘FOR MARLEY’S FLORIST - USE ON THE EVE OF CHRISTMAS’

Weird, she thought and opened the door and went through to her cold flat. After getting sorted with her coat hung up. The kettle on for tea, she opened the parcel. Inside a black and red box, no markings. Looked classy she thought to herself. She flipped the lid and let out a little gasp when she saw a thick, long, very naturalistic looking black dildo. Natural down to the balls, which looked as if they had been modelled on someone in need of emptying them.

She picked it up, it certainly filled her hand, and saw a note underneath.

‘For use on the eve of Christmas’

She placed the card back and the dildo. How fucking weird! Probably some kind of practical joke from Jen.

She poured herself a Baileys and went to the sofa. Feet up as she had promised herself. As she watched the usual Christmas schmalz her mind kept wandering to the dildo ‘ for use on Christmas Eve’.

It was when she was half way through the bottle in the kitchen that she picked the box up again, maybe just one play with it couldn’t hurt! It was quite tempting she thought. Pouring another glass, taking the box with her, she clicked the tv off and headed to her bedroom.

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By *inky grandadMan
5 days ago

Spain

Promising start and looking forward to more please 👍🔥🔥

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By *ondonFunTimes OP   Man
5 days ago

south east

Part two - Christmas Past

Kristie put the box down and started to get undressed. She had never been full of confidence, but she thought she looked better now than she had in n a few years. The 24/7 work on the business had made her feel fitter than she had since she was at Uni. God, if only she had been less shy at Uni, less studious. All of the fun she could have had, could have had. She thought to herself as she stood there about to take her knickers off.

Suddenly, with no noise whatsoever, all the power went off. The flat plunged into darkness. ‘Fucking fuses’ Kristie said to herself as she headed into the hall, moving the stuff in the hall cupboard out of the way. Using her phone she looked at the fuse box. Nothing had tripped. ‘Bollocks’ she said as she closed the door, thinking the whole flats would be out. On Christmas Eve. She started to walk back to her bedroom, a light was flickering in there. She felt her heart quicken, she hadn’t lit a candle? Had she. She entered the room and saw the tv on. The title card of a programme flashing. She didn’t even register the words as she flicked the light switch on and off. No power, but the tv? That was on. She crossed and flicked the power socket on and off. No change in the TV. NOW this was getting weird.

She sat down on the edge of the bed, the remote in her hand, and only now read the words on the screen.

‘All work and no play makes Jill a dull girl - press play for Kristie The Uni Years’

She was mystified. Maybe she was having a dream, maybe she’d been working too hard. She clicked, and was expecting to see the screen change.

A rushing sound of wind and grey and blue light and BAM she found herself standing in her room at uni. She recognised the bed. The small desk. The cork notice board. She looked down at her clothes. The jeans, skinny thighs! What the fuck was going on.

Before she could think anymore there was a knock on the door and it opened before her saying ‘come in’

As soon as he opened the door she remembered the moment. It was geeky Chris. She had forgotten how in that first term at uni they used to chat. He was geeky with glasses and did something with physics that none of the flat could quite understand. She remembered this moment well, because, well she remembered he’d said….

‘hey’ Chris said, exactly as she had remembered.

‘Hi Chris you okay’

‘yeah I just wanted to say…ummm… are you going out this evening? Because if you aren’t I was making some pasta and…’

Part of her remembered this! She’d said she was going to the Union that evening, she remembered how sad Chris had looked, crushed even.

Kristie stood there and didn’t say anything. Just thinking. The whole thing too surreal for her to take in.

‘It’s okay I guess you are going to the Christmas thing at the Union’

A longer pause from Kristie and she said

‘I’m bored of Christmas parties we’ve had three already this week, pasta sounds good’

Now, everything was new, Chris Beamed at her. Geeky Chris smiling like all of his Christmases had come at once.

‘Great! It’ll be ready in about twenty minutes, that okay?’ He said far too quickly.

‘Sure, I have some wine in my cupboard let’s have that’ she said as he was leaving her room.

‘You sure?’

‘Yeah it’s not going to drink itself is it’.

Alone, she thought she’d shower and change before dinner and soon she was in her best Christmas jumper and leggings with ‘HO HO HO’ written on them heading into the kitchen they all shared.

It was a surprise to Kristie that Chris had been (well, was) such a good cook. The pasta delicious and the wine had soon run out. As they sat in the kitchen they started laughing more, Chris confessing how he worked too hard and should try and be more sociable. He was quite endearing really.

Kristie, got up from the table and crossed to the door ‘I should head to bed, gotta start packing’ she said. Chris stood too, always the gentleman. He stepped closer to her ‘thanks for a nice Christmas Kirst’ How long had it been since someone had called her that! Only uni friends ever called her that. Feeling good she reached out and hugged Chris, the wine causing him to stumble a little towards her in shock. As they hugged she could feel it, pressing against her, it felt big, really fucking big. Chris? Could Chris really be that big. She looked at him and saw him blush. Kristie leaned in and kissed him on the lips. She could feel the monster twitch a little and she ran her hand down his body. Soon, her hand was pressing against him. God, he was huge, 8 maybe 9 inches and thick. She rubbed him and he let out a small moan. Her hands underneath his trackies now. Pulling them down,, further down then PING his massive cock standing proud, the biggest Kristie had seen, then and now. The instinctively she knelt down and took it in her hand.

‘Chris you are a really big boy!’ He said nothing. She moved closer, wanking his foreskin back and forth as she did. Slowly. Ever so slow. Then she kissed the glistening helmet of his cock and tasted his pre cum. It ignited something in her, and she put her mouth round him and started to suck him. Slowly at first, the. Deeper and harder. She could see him grip the table and feel his cock start thrusting as she gagged a little. She released him and could see his pre cum and her saliva trail from her mouth. God she wanted that dick in her. She is needed it in her.

‘Shall we go to my room’ she said looking up at him

‘Ummmm if you are sure?’ He said almost shyly.

‘I need that dick in my pussy’ she stood and took his dick in her hand, with the other she opened the door and led him up the dark corridor to her room….

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By *ondonFunTimes OP   Man
4 days ago

south east

Part Three - Christmas Past Continued.

They reached her room , dark now and Kristie closed the door. In the darkness of her room Chris was different. More confident than he had been in the kitchen. He kissed her deeply. His hands on her hips they moved towards the bed. As soon as her bum hit the bed Chris was on his knees pulling down her leggings. She raised her legs to ease them being taken off and as soon as they were free Max had his face burried between her thighs. Kissing and kicking her wet pussy through her tiny lace knickers. She could feels his hands rubbing up her thighs. Taking hold of the material and then pulling these down. God she was horny, as soon as they were off she spread her legs and felt tongue on her. Feeling him find her clit almost immediately and run his tongue in a circular motion, ‘Jesus, if he keeps this up I’m going to cum’ she thought to herself. She was so wet. And needed him, could feel herself moaning for him, wanting his big cock inside her.

‘Fuck me, please fuck me’ she said to him and was surprised when he took her hips and guided her to the floor of her room. The bed was far too small she thought and in a moment she was there on her little student room floor. Her legs spread waiting for this huge cock. Chris knelt between her spread legs and she could feel his cock rubbing gently, the pushing gently, inside, inside and nudge itself into her pussy. Then discomfort as her vagina took his size, a moment and it was gone and she wanted more, more of his cock. As he started to go deeper he lowered himself down to kiss her. She grabbed his bum cheeks pulling him in needing that stretch, wanting that cock. He started to to find a rhythm and in the small of her back she felt the tell tale tingle that always came before she had an orgasm. She could tell she was being loud but didn’t care. ‘I want cum on your fucking cock’ she could hear herself saying. She could feel he was close. He was fucking her like she was just a Toy for him and she loved it. She wanted him to cum, more than anyone she had slept with she wanted his cum inside her. She gripped on to him as a shattering climax she lost all sense of time and place. Cumming cumming so hard.

Grey and blue light seemed to overwhelm her and before she knew it the hardness of the floor had vanished and she was on her bed. The only light from ty screen in front of the bed. Her legs were spread and she was playing with the dildo. She knew she’d just cum. Her heart was racing. ‘Fuck! What was in that Bailey’s’ she thought as she lay there panting. The dildo by her side glistening in the light of the tv.

Then as she grew accustomed to the silence, she saw the colours on the tv change. A green title card and the words. MULTIPLE CHOICE - A CHRISTMAS QUIZ - with a little arrow, the arrow flashing. She reached for the remote, should she press the arrow? This was totally crazy…

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By *ondonFunTimes OP   Man
4 days ago

south east

Part Four - Christmas Eve Once More.

As Kristie lay there she read the multiple choice options.

1. Mr Roses

2. Mr and Mrs Italy

3. Charles

She looked at them and started to work out what they meant. Mr Roses, that must be the flirty man who had come in, when was it? Yesterday, suited and booted and he smelt so good. Was he flirty? He had been, but it had been so busy that she had brushed it off, and didn’t he say the roses were for his wife?

Mr and Mrs Italy? That was a mystery, she had no idea. She’d never been to Italy apart from a school trip once. No idea. Unless…she had been thinking of going to Rome that summer but work had got in the way. Crazy. How did this dream, this experience know all this. Detail even she had forgotten.

Charles, well she knew Charles. Charles was her landlord. Typical Surrey older guy. Red trousers and Barbour jacket type. Ran a big farm outside the town. Charles. Why the fuck was Charles on this list? If this was anything like Chris she couldn’t think what Charles was doing on the list. She took another sip of her drink and toyed with the remote in her hand. Highlighting each in turn. She laughed to herself as she clicked CHARLES.

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By *J GeminiTV/TS
4 days ago

Northumberland

Fascinating ,

Xx

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By *ogue78Man
4 days ago

Edinburgh

I do love an actual story!!

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By *ondonFunTimes OP   Man
4 days ago

south east


"I do love an actual story!!"

Well it is Christmas and it’s weird but I thought why not. An homage to Dickens

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By *ondonFunTimes OP   Man
4 days ago

south east

Part Five. Christmas Present. part one.

The screen flickered into life and Kristie reached for the last dregs of her Baileys. On the screen there was a long rolling picture of a farm. She recognised it, the one that had the expensive farm shop attached, the camera swooped down and further into the buildings coming to rest by the barn.

Grey and blue flashes consumed the room. ‘Amazing how you get used to things!’ Thought Kristie as in a moment she was there, on the path outside of the barn.

It definitely wasn’t Christmas Eve, the sun was beating down and she could see that she was wearing her favourite light blue summer dress, the brown belt tied at the waist. She walked towards the barn and very faintly could hear music. Jazz music. Of course it would be jazz! An old buffer like Charles would be a Jazz fan wouldn’t he? As she neared the barn, the side door to the farmhouse opened and Charles came towards her, a beaming smile on his face ‘So you came! I knew you couldn’t resist!’ He said.

‘Ummmm I wasn’t aware I was invited’ she said with a smile.

‘Nonsense! I said when I saw you last Christmas that we should have a village get together when the sun gets warmer and the sap is rising!’ He was in front of her now, checked shirt and those ever present red corduroy trousers. She remembered him saying that, when was it? Yes! Two days ago when he came in for flowers. A throwaway line. She’d said something non comital but all the same that was only two days ago, not the summer.

His voice dropped a little ‘I’ve enjoyed our text messages’ she could sense the arousal in his voice.

‘Oh?’

‘And I’m glad you have taken the plunge. Frank and Larry are excited too. I’d warned them I wasn’t sure you would come but you have a sense of adventure I can tell’.

He held out his hand and took hers.

‘Shall we go to the barn and get comfortable?’ He said, more of a command than an invitation. She followed and knew this was going to be an experience.

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By *inky grandadMan
4 days ago

Spain

👍🔥

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By *ary1001xMan
4 days ago

Hillsborough

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By *yTreacleMan
4 days ago

Winchester

Wow!

Great stuff

Can’t wait for more

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By *kpiercedCouple
3 days ago

walsall

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By *ubzoePartyTV/TS
3 days ago

Haslemere

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By *lirts.R.usCouple
3 days ago

lanarkshire

Keep going

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By *untooMan
3 days ago

manchester

This is very good. Please continue

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By *ussyeater692Man
3 days ago

Wrexham

I can't wait for the next chapter

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By *ondonFunTimes OP   Man
2 days ago

south east

It’s on its way

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By *atriotsMan
2 days ago

Newsome Huddersfield

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By *ackie_wmifsTV/TS
2 days ago

wolverhampton

Loving this, please continue when you can (preferably before Christmas Day).

Xx

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By *ondonFunTimes OP   Man
2 days ago

south east

Part Six. Christmas Present. Part two.

The barn was as she had expected. A barn. An old tractor on one side, the smell of creosote, hay and dust. In the centre of the barn, a card game seemed to be in progress. Two guys, one in his forties and one in his fifties were relaxed and playing. They looked up as she came in.

‘Bloody hell Charles! What have you found in the yard?’ The younger one said.

‘I promised a beauty and here she is’ Charles seemed as pleased as punch with himself. He put out his hand indicating both of the men. ‘This is Larry he is a local gardener, and spends more of his time rogering the ladies if you ask me! And the Adonis next to him that is Frank, says he’s a retired fireman but I’ve never seen his hose!! Charles let out a sound that Kristie could only describe as a guffaw.

‘The outfit you requested is at the back of the barn’ Charles added, obviously eager to proceed. Kristie looked to the rear of the barn and thought to herself ‘well it’s just a Bailey’s induced fantasy isn’t it, there’s more of Irish Cream than a dream to this’ and walked toward the rear of the barn.

At the back of the barn a sheet had been nailed up to the rafters to create a little side room, Kristie pushed the sheet aside. Laid out in front of her were a pair of riding boots and a white all in one lace bodysuit. She’d seen these online but had never owned one. She lifted it up and raised an eyebrow when she saw the open crotch. She looked around for some panties and there were none. She picked the boots up and saw that they were her size. So at some point in this life, she must have told Charles that she was a size 6. So she must have fancied this romp! She inwardly giggled, again reminding herself that this was so strange she might as well go for it. She began to unbutton her dress and laid it to one side. Surprisingly, after she had negotiated her way into the bodysuit, which felt like it needed its own google map to get into, she felt it was comfortable. She ran her hands up her lace-clad thighs and then to her pussy, bare and exposed in the open crotch garment, ‘gosh that feels good’ she thought to herself as she stood there gently stroking. She could have been there quite a while but was ripped from her solo fun by the voice of Charles calling from the main part of the barn “You ready in there? We need a feisty filly out here’. She shook her head, wondering if Charles could be more of a cliche if he tried. Sitting down on the plastic chair that had clearly been here for years she pulled on the boots. Just up to her knees. The black leather a good contrast to the white lace of the bodysuit. Standing, she walked toward the blanket and pulled it to one side and stepped out into the main part of the barn.

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By *ubzoePartyTV/TS
2 days ago

Haslemere

More please

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By *iltshirefunmaleMan
2 days ago

Devizes

This is excellent. Thank you for sharing.

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By *ussyeater692Man
2 days ago

Wrexham

Wow amazing

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By *ondonFunTimes OP   Man
1 day ago

south east

Part Seven. Christmas Present. Part three.

As she stepped out of her private space, Kristie could see the three guys standing waiting for her. Larry and Frank had stripped down to just their shirts and were both already wanking themselves as she walked towards them. No words were needed. She knelt between them, feeling powerful in her boots despite the all-in-one. Larry first, just stubby thick cock felt good in her hand she felt its hardness as she wanked it. Then Frank’s longer but thinner with a very defined helmet already glistening with pre-cum. She wanked them one in each hand looking up at them, teasing them with her eyes, deciding which one she should suck first. She felt Frank thrust himself a little bit, needing and wanting to be in her mouth. She smiled up at him and turned, whipping her hair across her shoulder. As she did so, she took Larry in her mouth. Taking all of his stubby cock immediately, hearing him moan in ecstasy as she worked him with her mouth.

She felt hands on her shoulders and then her hips. She pushed forward arching her back slightly, she could hear a satisfied grunt from Charles as his hands groped her bum. Then his hands on her pussy. Feeling her. Pushing inside her. Charles, gross - Tory MP type Charles was fingering her as she sucked cock, and she was enjoying herself. Then as she took Frank in her mouth, tasting his pre-cum she felt it, Charles pushing at her pussy. Then he was inside her. Fucking her, his hands gripping her hips tightly. She could feel how thick his cock was and pushed back wanting him to fuck her, to enjoy her. Wanking both cocks in her hands now she turned round and looked at Charles, red-faced, puffing away as he fucked her, she felt him tense, she felt him tighten and then flood her with his cum. He withdrew and she could feel after a moment the sticky wetness of his sperm dribbling out of her pussy. Frank was moving straight away taking his place, and soon he was inside her, fucking her cum filled cum, her second cock in less than five minutes. Charles was now in front of her, and she took his cock in her mouth, gently licking him clean of his sperm and her pussy juices. Frank was enjoying himself - pushing in and out of her so wet pussy. ‘Fucking magnificent arse!’ he kept saying as he fucked her. She loved it. She put her head down as Frank began fucking her harder and harder. Hands slapping her bum through the white lace. She could feel him building up, needing to cum inside her, she wanted it. Wanted that second load. Frank gripped her bum cheeks hard as he pumped his seed into her. Groaning hard, then slowly, so slowly pulling is cock out of her. Larry was straight round and she pushed herself further onto all fours, waiting for the third cock in her pussy. Frank presented his cock to her and she licked his cock, tasting him from her used pussy. Then, the lace of her body stocking went tight, a rip and her bum cheeks were being pulled apart by Larry. Fingers in her pussy then over her asshole, the cum lubricating it - and before she knew what was happening the tip of Larry’s cock pushing up her bum. She gasped as he entered her, slowly she pushed back, pushing back taking more of him. ‘She is a tight one! Tight as fuck Charlie’ Larry said, as he took her hair in his hand. Pulling her head up as he started to build a slow rhythm in her ass. She looked up at Charles and Frank watching. Charles was in his element, he held her by the chin and looked in her eyes. ‘Where is his cock Kristie love?’

‘Up my ass’ she said almost as a whisper.

‘Can’t hear you, darling girl, what’s that you say?’

‘He’s up my ass’

“Is he now? You like a cock up your ass don’t you?’

‘Yes!’ she said to Charlie a look of defiance in her eyes. He smiled down at her ‘Shout it out then Kristie, we want to hear it!’. She looked at him and smiled and then loudly as she could say ‘I fucking love his little cock up my ass!’

As she had spoken she could feel Larry cumming, cumming up her bum. And then pulling out. The three men around her, looked at her as the cum dribbled from her bum and her pussy. They all had wide smiles on their faces. She opened her mouth to say to them ‘Is that all you got?’ but before she could speak the grey and blue lights flashed. She was floating and headed back. The barn was lost in the mist and then in a moment, she was back in bed. She was on her side, in her own bed. The dildo inside her and her hand between her bum cheeks.

‘What the hell was going on?’She thought to herself, A dildo in her pussy and fingering her asshole. This wasn’t the way that she normally spent Christmas Eve. She looked at the TV, this time she expected it to change. As she did the screen went blank. Then, slowly a new screen faded up. With just three words.

LOW

MED

MAX

Nothing else, she looked at it for a moment, which should she click?

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By *ondonFunTimes OP   Man
1 day ago

south east

Part Eight - Christmas Eve Once More.

She thought for a moment. Her head swimming. Memories of Chris and what would she do the next time Charlie came into the florists? The experience felt so real. She needed to think, get some water, yes that would be the thing. Water, clear her head.

She got out of bed and clicked the light by her bedside. Still no electric. So weird.

She walked through to the kitchen, ran the tap and took a cool drink of the water. Her head felt a little clearer. She said to herself that she’d been working too hard, far too hard, and clearly she needed to have a fuck. Simple as that. Some people had nervous breakdowns she was having a horny breakdown. Straight forward. She was convinced that by the time she went back to the bedroom the tv would be off, and the dildo ? That was a puzzle. Who had sent that? The bloody cheek!

Feeling more relaxed she walked to the bedroom and pushed the door open. The light of the TV was still on. The words still the same.

LOW

MED

MAX

She sat down on the bed and picked up the remote. ‘Fuck it’ she said out loud and clicked the word.

No grey and blue light. Nothing.

She clicked again. Nothing.

She felt a bit disappointed. Putting the remote by her side she pulled back the duvet and got into bed. Curling up, her mind running. Why wasn’t it working?

As she lay there her eyes closed she heard music. A rhythmic bass, drums. A sexy beat. She sat up in bed. The TV was playing. The image was a city, a drone shot, was it Manchester? London? She couldn’t tell. Then, the screen cross faded and she was there on the street, waking out of a car park.

She sat up in the bed watching herself on the TV. She was wearing a long blue coat. Not one she owned, she was sure. She watched as she walked up the deserted street. The camera in closer now. On screen she stopped at a red door. Surrounded by soft Christmas lights. On screen she pushed the door and went through.

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By *ussyeater692Man
23 hours ago

Wrexham

Enjoying this story

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By *ondonFunTimes OP   Man
13 hours ago

south east

Part nine - Christmas Future part one

The corridor was dark and soft music was playing up a long flight of stairs. She waited for a moment. She started unbuttoning the coat and realised that underneath she was only wearing heels, stockings, suspenders and a tiny g-string with a top she could only describe as brief. She walked up the stairs pulling the coat tightly around her. At the top of the stairs the whole of the first floor, of what she had initially assumed was a house, opened up into a dimly lit room which ran the length of the house. Sofas and chairs were placed in dimly lit areas all over and in the shadows she could see that people were sitting, laying and what was that she could see? Yes! Fucking on them. A tall man came toward her, very happy to see her obviously.

‘So nice to see you again Rose’ he said and holding out his hand added ‘may I take your coat?’ She took off the coat and was very aware of eyes on her as she stood there in her lingerie. The man moved off leaving her. She could see in the far corner of the room a bar and she started to walk over. Oh so aware that many eyes were on her ass as she walked across. At the bar she ordered a Merlot and by the time she had arrived she was joined there by a couple. The man was in his thirties and looked classy, suited and crisp white shirt, the black lady next to him had a dazzling beautiful smile and nodded to her, she was dressed in a long flowing see through dress that highlighted the white panties she had in splits at the side ran all the way to the waist and every time she moved the material flashed her smooth skin. Kristie raised her glass. She saw the lady whispered to the man and he nodded a smile on his face. A moment later she was next to her.

‘You are Rose aren’t you?’

‘I didn’t realise I was famous!’

The lady laughed ‘I didn’t mean to be rude, it’s just a friend of mine was here last month and she said that if Rose was there I should say hello’.

‘Wow, well hello’

‘I’m Lucy and this is Felix’.

They chatted for a few minutes there at the bar. Kristie amazed on some level that she wasn’t at all conscious about standing there in her heels and g-string.

Felix and Lucy were regular visitors at the club it seemed and as Lucy explained Fleix loved to watch her be pleasured and give pleasure. As they talked and it became flirtier Kristie felt her mind wander. The Merlot had done its work making her feel warmer, confident and happy. Out of nowhere she leaned in closer and whispered in Lucy’s ear ‘I really would like to taste your pussy Lucy’. Without another word Lucy took Lucy’s hand and guided it past one of the splits in her dress and moving her legs slightly wider apart placed Kristie’s hand on her pussy. Kristie could feel her heat and as she put her hand between her legs could feel her wetness. So wet. She pulled her tiny knickers to one side and teased her labia. Wow, she felt good. She slipped a finger in and then close to her licked it. She saw her eyes sparkle.

‘Tasty?’ Lucy asked. Kristie just grinned at her and nodded.

No more words were needed. Lucy took her hand and they walked away from the bar. Across the room to a large sofa. Lucy sat down placing her dress to the sides so her tight knickers were exposed her legs spread wide. Kristie immediately knelt and started kissing along her thigh. Then gently started to pull her white knickers down. Revealing Lucy’s soaking wet pussy. It looked so inviting. As soon as her knickers were off Kristie moved her head. She could feel the heat, the scent of her pussy and started to kiss and lick her. The wetness on her face. Lucy grinding herself against her. As Kristie looked up she saw Felix sitting on the end of the sofa watching, he held out a hand a placed it on the back of Kristie’s head and pushed it back into Lucy’s pussy.

Kristie wanted to make her cum. Licking her clit her fingers playing with her as she did. She knew she was close and her moans were becoming louder. As she worked her she was aware of people around her, watching. A group gathering, she didn’t look up. She wanted to her job well. Wanted to make Lucy cum and cum hard. She could feel Lucy’s legs begin to shake and she was louder, repeating ‘yes, fuck, yes fuck’ over and over again until she reached a shattering climax.

Lucy came up for air.

Around her a group of seven or eight people had gathered some men, some women all watching. Lucy smiled at her ‘God you are good’ she said as a younger woman sat next to her on the sofa. She was blonde, tiny and as she sat at the end of the sofa she opened her legs, looking Kristie straight in the eye as she started rubbing her pussy ‘my turn I think’.

Without getting up Kristie moved along the sofa and buried her head in this strangers pussy. Licking, probing her with her tongue. She could hear comments from the group around her watching ‘Rose is always good, last time she made me cum I was thinking about it for weeks’ she heard a woman say behind her.

The blonde was writhing on the sofa and threw back her head as she came. She was looking above Kristie’s head talking to the group ‘This is amazing. Jesus!!’

As she came the group applauded. Breathing heavily Kristie moved back from the sofa and unsteadily got to her feet. In a moment there were people around her. Hands on her breasts, hands roving over her bum. Lucy moved over on the sofa creating space for her. She bent over the sofa. Her arms resting on the back. Hands still all over her. Her knickers pulled down. She had no idea who was licking her. Fingering her and then who was slipping their cock inside her. Lucy was still beside her and as Kristie took another anonymous cock inside her she pulled Lucy towards her and kissed her deeply.

Then, finally she put her head on the back of the sofa, arching her back she pushed her bum out more and said loudly ‘ fuck me. Fuck your slut’ more applause.

And the TV screen faded to black.

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By *ondonFunTimes OP   Man
13 hours ago

south east

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By *ondonFunTimes OP   Man
13 hours ago

south east

Part Ten - Epilogue

As the scene had been playing Kristie had been playing. Cumming as she watched herself cum on screen. She was exhausted and needed to sleep. Laying back on the bed she closed her eyes, slipping into the contented sleep that only comes after you’ve cum.

She didn’t know how much time had passed but when she woke the power had come back on. The hall light beamed into the room. She could hear her mobile phone ringing in the kitchen. Groggily she got out of bed and went to the kitchen switching the lights on.

She didn’t recognise the number, and normally would have left it, but this had been such a weird night she pressed answer and said a tentative ‘Hello?’

‘Kristie!’ She heard a d*unk voice say at the end of the phone.

‘Who is this?’ Kristie asked.

‘It’s Stephanie! New number! I miss you babes! HappyFuckingChristmas!’

Kristie laughed, Stephanie her old next door neighbour. They’d been close. When they’d been couples, bit since the divorce Kristie and Stephanie had drifted apart.

‘DID YOU GET MY PRESENT? I didn’t want you being all work and no play! You gotta get out there and do your thing babes!’ A clearly very d*unk Stephanie said.

‘That was you? You didn’t put you name on it!’

‘Didn’t I?’

‘No you didn’t! I thought I had a stalker or something. I had visions of ending up like a Netflix special’

Stephanie laughed at the other end of the phone ‘I’m sorry babes! You haven’t binned it have you?’

‘No, I’ve been using it’ Kristie blurted out. She couldn’t quite believe she had said it. The night had been so weird, maybe it was time just to say what you wanted and just do what you wanted. The phone went quiet for a moment and a huskier Stephanie replied ‘Have you, I wish I was there to do it for you’

Kristie hesitated for a moment, there had always been an electricity between Steph and her. Also she was sure Steoh’s partner Craig had checked her out every summer at every bbq and drinks they’d had.

‘Have you been drinking?’ Kristie asked

‘Course I have’

‘’And has Craig?’

‘No! He’s been working just come back in. He’s as bad as you! The present is from both of us!’

Kristie didn’t hesitate ‘What are you both doing Boxing Day?’

the phone muffled for a moment then Stephanie back again ‘we have no plans’

‘Well if you still want to come and use it come and enjoy your present with me’

There was a giggle at the end of the phone ‘I’d like that’

‘Bring Craig’

Another muffle and Stephanie grew even huskier ‘i don’t think I’ve seen him smile like that before! What time?’

They set the plans and after a brief chat with Craig the arrangements were set.

Placing her mobile back on the side she went back through tinge bedroom. Sitting on the bed she placed the dildo back in its box and closed the lid. Now with the lights back on she could see tiny gold letters on the lid of the box.

‘Live your fantasies, don’t just dream them’

She laid back and made her first resolution, from now on Kristie was going to do just that.

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By *dfabMan
13 hours ago

Dunboyne

Excellent 👍

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By *DFriendly FolkCouple
10 hours ago

Redditch

Amazing story. Thank you and a very very wet Christmas too you.

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By *ackie_wmifsTV/TS
5 hours ago

wolverhampton

Yes, Thank You, seldom I enjoy a fictitious story but that was sit on.

I’ve always been a sucker for Charles and Dickens

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By *ondonFunTimes OP   Man
3 hours ago

south east


"Yes, Thank You, seldom I enjoy a fictitious story but that was sit on.

I’ve always been a sucker for Charles and Dickens "

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By *ussyeater692Man
3 hours ago

Wrexham

Brilliant story, thoroughly enjoyed it. Thanks

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By *ondonFunTimes OP   Man
3 hours ago

south east


"Brilliant story, thoroughly enjoyed it. Thanks "

Very welcome. I have a few more up my sleeve and love ideas!

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By *ubzoePartyTV/TS
3 hours ago

Haslemere

brilliant

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