Christmas is Cumming #1: Something Christmassy This Way Cums

The radio came on and I startled into wakefulness and I look over at my lady love. Why isn’t she at work, is it the weekend? Oh yes, it’s Christmas Day! That explains why Slade is on the radio. I raised my hand to my forehead and wiped my eyes. She was lying there with her back to me, wearing a pair of comfy PJs. It was cold last night which is unusual for this part of the world.

She heard me stirring and slid backwards towards me until her back was against my chest. I reached around and placed my hand on her belly. Feeling her belly button in the gap between two buttons, I couldn’t help myself but give it a little poke.

‘Ooh, that tickles! Merry Christmas, darling.’

‘Merry Christmas, my love.’ Finally, she turned around, sliding her hand around to my back to place it on my backside. I kissed her briefly, not wanting to put her off with morning breath.

‘What time is it?’ she asked.

‘Just gone 8.’ I nuzzled her neck and gave it a gentle kiss. The scent of yesterday’s deodorant still lingered there and I wrapped my arm around her gently, pulling her closer.

‘It’s been a hard year, hasn’t it?’ I asked.

I felt her body go loose. ‘Yes,’ she said poignantly, ‘it has. But we’re out of the woods. I love you and I’m glad we’re strong.’

‘Stronger than ever,’ I concurred and drew back to give her a deep kiss. My morning breath did not put her off.

‘You know what else is hard?’ she asked when we pulled back, my eyes closed in savouring the moment.

‘What?’

‘You are!’ Lost in thought and reflection, I hadn’t noticed her gentle grasp of my cock through my PJs. She was right, I was rock hard. Her delicate fingers played over the cotton, coming up until she found the waistband where she slid her fingers along it teasingly before gently lifting the elastic to place her hand inside.

She was so warm to the touch and I began to tingle.

One by one, I began popping open the buttons of her PJs. Now, conventional wisdom dictates to start at the top and get to the bottom but for me that’s the other way around. I start at the bottom and work up. I like to save the best until last, the final button finally exposing the glory of her incredibly supple breasts.

We quickly shed our very un-sexy pyjamas (hey, it’s December and this is England!) and we lie there naked, kissing, stroking, caressing, wrapping legs around waists, tangling limbs in the craving of naked physical contact. It didn’t take long for her to be ready. I could tell when it happened – pussy pressed firmly to my thigh, when she pulled away I could feel a wet streak of her juices striped along it. And her nipples were outstanding… quite literally. That’s when she rolled on top of me, crouching on all fours.

Lying on my back, I looked up, still unable to believe the natural beauty of her. She brought her nipple to my mouth and prompted me with a nod. I felt her open pussy lower towards my now throbbing cock, Just as the outer lips touched the delicate tip of my cock, that’s when it happened.

There was a knock at the bedroom door.

Fuck

Cum back in a few days for the next part!

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