ログインShe kissed him again, and her thin arms went to his waist, touching his hips where the padding stopped. He stared at her a moment longer before closing his eyes and kissed her back. He leaned down so she could drop back to her feet. His cock throbbed at full hardness, tenting the loose fabric of his suit. He pushed his hips forward as she pulled them towards her, stabbing his cock into her stomach. Their kissing changed from slow and exploring to loud, slurping and desperate and the breathing turned raged. Matt’s right hand slid up her body and cupped her perfect breast, fitting most of it in his hand as she thrust her chest forward. Matt whirled her around and pulled her body close. Her ass pushed back against his aching, hard cock as he left hand wrapped around her tit. His other hand took her other breast, but only for a moment, before it moved down over her smooth stomach to the waist of her pants.”Oh yes, Santa,” she moaned as his hand worked into her pants, his fingers dexter
It wasn’t as bad as Matt had thought it would be, but that was all relative considering the past few weeks. He arrived about an hour after the party had started and burst in with a merry cry to the hoots and hollers of the people that filled the house. It had been a nerve-wracking entrance, but not because he was Santa. He didn’t get a chance to talk to Karen about the day before, or what she was going to say Tyson, if anything. But when he entered, they both met him graciously, and Karen gave no indication that the encounter was even on her mind. For the next couple of hours, his place was at a large, padded chair while the men and women alike played along to his poor disguise. He did his best to keep up appearances, even handing out candy canes when they were done giving them his wish list. Matt spent most of the time watching his two friends, but Karen in particular. There was a tension between the two, more than usual. They kept a discreet distance, not even making eye contact
”I’m sorry I showed up like this,” Karen said as Matt held the door open for her. They entered the mall employee area used for breaks and changing uniforms. It was not a glamorous area, but fairly large and filled with tables, couches and lockers. “I know you didn’t want anyone to see this.””Don’t worry about,” Matt said as he pulled his beard down and yanked off the white, puffy wig and bright red hat. He stared at them glumly. “I don’t know what was worse, losing Trisha, or having to work this job.” He looked up at Karen with narrowed eyes. “No one else knows about this right?””No,” she smiled assuredly. “Just Tyson. “Your secret will be safe tomorrow.”Tyson and Karen had been hosting an annual Christmas Eve party for a group of their friends since they first moved in together. This year there would be an added feature. Tyson knew that Matt would never take a handout, but after a lot of convincing, talked Matt into making an appearance at the party as Santa. It would only be a c
Matt was miserable. It had been a rough few months for the single man, the worst he had ever known in his more than twenty years. Losing his job due to cutbacks had been hard enough to take, but losing his girlfriend only weeks later when he was able to find a new job was humiliating. He wouldn’t have believed things could have ever become worse. And then he found himself in that chair, and he learned what humiliation was truly all about.For endless weeks, Matt’s days had become a tortured horror of screams and smells, pains and aggravations that left him exhausted. The chair became his hell, from the moment he put on the accursed uniform, to the moment he staggered home at night, that much more less a man. But there was nothing else he could do but devour his pride and say the words:”Ho ho ho. Have you been a good little boy this year?”Karen smiled to herself as she stood in line and listened to Santa’s thunderous voice. Matt had been a friend of Karen’s husband, Tyson, and hersel
Standing, I helped Zoe undress, pulling her shorts off her tight ass. Reaching into the glove compartment of my Jeep, I pulled out a condom. Ripping it open, I slowly lowered it onto Cliff’s throbbing cock. Zoe stood and watched, her hands stroking her pussy. Turning her around so her back was to Cliff, I slowly guided his condom-wrapped cock into Zoe’s dripping pussy. She moaned and Cliff groaned as his cock pushed inside her, parting her lips and thrusting upwards. I stroked Zoe’s breasts, sucking her nipples, as Cliff slowly bounced her on his cock. Zoe is wonderfully tight and I knew they were both enjoying this. Zoe started to buck her hips back and forth on Cliff’s cock, riding him hard. His hands gripped her hips, pushing and pulling her on top of him. Kneeling down, I licked Cliff’s hanging balls, sucking them into my mouth. I could taste Zoe’s juices on his balls and sucked harder. Rubbing my fingers over the top of Zoe’s pussy, I stroked her as Cliff’s cock fucked her.Cli
It was Saturday afternoon and me and Zoe were out for an afternoon drive. We had wanted to go to the beach but the weather wasn’t quite warm enough for that. Instead, we took my Jeep out to the country. With the radio playing loud, the top down on the Jeep and no one else in sight, it was going to be a good afternoon.The sun felt good as we drove. I had on jean short-shorts and a black sports bra, my hair pulled back in a ponytail. Zoe was wearing black bike shorts and a white bikini top. It might be too cool for the beach, but we were going to get a tan one way or another.As I rounded a curve, I felt the Jeep lurch and then sputter. Zoe and I looked at one another and then the Jeep died. I cruised to the side of the road and slowed until the Jeep came to a complete stop. Great! Just what we needed. Stuck out in the middle of nowhere. Zoe grabbed her cell phone but we were so far out, there was no signal. Sitting out in the country, we waited for someone, anyone to pull up. After a
I looked like such a hot bad bitch. I knew it, my pussy knew it too. It remained to be seen if Mark would see and know it. I would be lucky if he even noticed the difference in my dressing. "Miranda, you look amazing! Have I forgotten something? It's not our anniversary, is it!?”Mark looked both
When she decided it was time for something different, she poured a small amount of baby oil onto his bruised butt and gently rubbed it in. Casian's cock was rock hard and twitching against her thighs leaving a trail of pre-cum on her pantyhose top. “You really are a very naughty boy, Husband.” Har
Chapter 1Caspian and Harmony have been married for five years. Those years were not the smoothest, but they were still happy and grateful for each other in their lives. Their major issue was Caspian's uncanny ability to forget dates of events no matter how many times he is reminded or has them d
I could imagine Jameson's boner, rock hard, straining against the material of his boxers. I wanted him to look down at me as I knelt before him and released his cock. I had my dress pushed up and I shifted my panties to the side so that I could touch my desperate cunt. I was wet, of course. I clos







