was a live wire as he lost control suddenly and filled her with his cum, his ass tightening around the plug in his ass. “Oh fuck!” he screamed as he exploded harder than he had earlier, his whole body shaking uncontrollably.
Margo sat up again and rubbed her clit with one hand and squeezed a nipple with the other as she bounced up and down on his softening cock. “Oh yeah hon… I’m so close… oh… oh… fuck… I’m coming!” she gasped a few minutes later.
Somehow, his cock managed to spurt more cum in reaction to her orgasm. Ben collapsed against the bed, breathing hard as his cock twitched inside Margo. He groaned when she slid off him, and closed his eyes as she pulled the toy slowly out of his ass. “Oh god, my ass feels so empty.”
She laughed as she untied him. “Welcome to my world.”
“We need to get ready,” Ben said as he looked at the clock.
“I’ll take the first shower,” she said as she got off the bed then went into the bathroom. While she showered, Ben turned off the cameras. The video he was going to make of their weekend was going to be so hot. He knew he would come many times while editing then watching the video, and hoped Margo would feel the same way.
He pulled a pair of jeans out of the bag and went out to the car to get the dress he’d brought for her to wear to dinner — it was a deep red dress that would accentuate her ass and breasts as well as show off her sexy legs. He laid it on the bed for her to see when she came out of the bathroom. She squealed when she saw it.
While she got dressed, Ben took a shower then put his suit back on. When he came out of the bathroom, she was wearing the dress and had her hair and make-up done up special.
“You’re beautiful,” Ben whispered as he pulled her close. “I’m the luckiest man.”
“You clean up nice too,” she replied. “Ready to go? I’m famished!”
Ben’s stomached grumbled hungrily in response and they laughed. Ben opened the door for her then flipped out the light. A limo was parked behind his car. “I figured we’d both enjoy the night,” he said.
The driver opened the door and they climbed inside. There was an open bottle of champagne, the expensive stuff, and two glasses filled with the bubbly liquid. Ben handed her one of the glasses then clinked his against hers. “Merry Christmas!”
“Merry Christmas,” she replied and they emptied the liquid in one swallow.
The rest of the night was spent drinking as much wine as they could and eating the most sumptuous meal either had since their last night together before Marge had been deployed. When they were done they staggered outside to the waiting limo and were delivered back to the hotel. They fell into bed and slept through the night.
The phone rang at 10:30 a.m. to wake them up. They quickly packed up and Ben drove Margo back to the airport. On his way back to the hotel, Ben picked up the camera at the deserted industrial park and retrieved the ones from the hotel room then took down the holiday decorations.
He sped home to review the footage. Ben connected the laptop to the huge flat screen monitor on his desk and played the video from the first camera. He couldn’t stop himself from jerking off as he watched himself going down on his wife. He came again while he was watching the hotel video.
A week and many orgasms later, he dropped a DVD labeled, “Christmas 2012,” into the mail for Margo. After she watched it, she called him.
“I love it, and you. Thank you!”
“I hope you have many wonderful orgasms,” he said.
“I am sure I will. Just promise me you won’t wear your cock out before I get home.”
They laughed then hung up. It was definitely a Christmas to remember.
First Christmas by Aria Grace
Working late is never fun but when you have to do it on Christmas Eve, it’s downright depressing. I was there partly by choice and partly by circumstance but as the hours ticked away, so did my cheery disposition. Since my parents ditched me for a white Christmas in New York with my brother, I’d decided to spend the entire month of December working my ass off trying to meet an unrealistic deadline. No one else in the office seemed concerned about it but they must have known that I’d get the work done since I had no family in town and no social life to speak of. Hooray for me.
The heater kept kicking in and the flickering of light of my computer screen was giving me a headache so I stepped out onto the second floor deck for some air. The office building that I work in shares a parking lot with a motel that caters to the businesses in the area. It looked fairly deserted until a light across from me flicked on. I was about to head back into the office when I caught a glimpse of a guy that had just walked into the room directly across from the deck I was standing on. He had obviously come from a Christmas party because he carried a shopping bag that he flung onto the credenza as he walked to the bed. He slipped off his jacket and looked through his phone for a moment.
I was feeling a little guilty about watching him, and was about to look away, when I saw him pull his sweater over his head. Holy hell, this man was beautiful. Even from across the parking lot, I could see that he was extremely well built. He was golden tan and had abs that I wanted to trace with my tongue. He loosened his belt and let his pants fall just as quickly as his sweater. I knew it was wrong to stare, but I couldn’t get my legs or my eyes to move. I waited for him to close the curtains so I could take my soggy panties back into the office but he didn’t.
He tossed his phone onto the table and opened his balcony door. It was a cool night so I knew he wouldn’t be out there long in just his boxers but I wanted to enjoy the show for as long as possible. It’d been over a year since I’d had any action that wasn’t battery operated and even I wasn’t interested in fucking myself anymore.
He was staring up at the sky with one elbow braced on the door frame while his other hand brushed up and down his belly a few times before creeping down to his crotch. He squeezed his balls before sliding his hand back up the length of his cock through the outside of his boxers. God, he was hot. I didn’t realize that I was mimicking his actions until I kicked up my foot to the top of the deck railing and let my own hand find my moist center. Just watching him lazily stroke his cock through his cotton boxers was hot enough to make me dripping wet. When I looked up, I saw him staring at me. I shuddered and almost came right then.
I froze in horror at being caught, even though my cunt was throbbing harder than it had in years. I waited for him to make a move and when he did, I was shocked.
He hooked his thumbs around the waistband of his boxers and in one graceful motion, dropped them from his hips and released his glorious cock. It was standing at full attention and was massive. It was huge from a distance so I could only imagine what it was like up close. What I wouldn’t give to feel that beautiful rod inside of me…
After letting me stare unabashedly for a few moments, he took his cock in his hands and started working it again. He swapped each fist, one over the other, pushing down from the head to the base. It was so sexy. I stepped out of my panties and had my skirt pulled up to my waist as I fucked myself with my hand. I was never very good at masturbating without a vibrator but he provided enough stimulation that I knew it wouldn’t take me long to come.
He lifted his left hand to his right nipple and rolled it around between his fingers. He leaned into his hand a bit and I convulsed in pleasure. I yanked my own sweater over my head and pulled my tits out from the top of my bra. Thank God I was wearing a lacy bra! I lifted one of my full breasts to my mouth and sucked my nipple while the first wave of my orgasm rocked through my body. My knee wanted to buckle but I kept it firm. The pleasure was too good to risk losing. He was stroking his cock vigorously and was grabbing his balls when he also started to shake. I gently bit my nipple again while rubbing my clit until my arm muscles were exhausted and let the waves of pleasure over take me. I hadn’t had an orgasm, or orgasms, like that in…ever. I whimpered when it was finally over.
My mystery man seemed equally spent but he didn’t close his curtains and he didn’t go back inside. He just stood and stared, watching to see what I would do. I was feeling bold after that so I took my bra fully off and gently kneaded my breasts. I could see his smirk and his dick start to twitch a little. Maybe there would be a round two in my future?
He made a gesture for me to wait for him and then he turned on his heel and went into his room. He stepped into his pants and grabbed his sweater and then disappeared from the room. Panicking, convinced that he had called security and was rounding up some kind of swat team for the perverted to come get me, I quickly gathered up my clothes and turned back into the office. As I was closing the door, I peeked out one last time and saw him
