Dear Santa, I've been naughty. I detailed it in my last story. If you put the coal in my stocking, I'll have a BBQ. You woke up with the biggest stiffy. Under the covers, you couldn't keep your hands off me. I woke up after you. A flood of sexy text messages was waiting on my phone. You were now whispering in my ear about what a good girl I had been this weekend. I felt it, and it pulsed in my hands. We had plans. We were not alone. We got up. We got ready. We left for a spring. One we hadn't been to. In the car I played with your hair. You absolutely love it when I play with your hair. Your love language is physical touch, and I make sure I do it often. You pulled me closer at the red light and begged me to stop because you couldn't handle it. Your hand kept traveling when you were driving. At some of the red lights you were texting me just how bad you were going to fuck me when I got home. Some of them you had kept asking what to buy me or do to me to reward me for my outstanding performance at the party. (He's been with me 16 years. We share an Amazon account. I have a whole list of jewelry and gift ideas. I'm also overly fond of floral arrangements or any flowers in general. He knows what to get me). I'm not materialistic, so I turn down that offer. As we walked hand in hand along the the waters edge you kept stealing kisses when you thought no one was looking. You were mentioning specific people and events that were big turn ons for you from the party. My performance with our new friend in particular made you especially hard. You told me you want a front row seat to tape 2. We were trying to be discrete but it was clear we were 2 insatiable love birds. At one point even our teenager scolded you about not needing to kiss me so much because it was embarrassing. Fast forward to coming home. We sent everyone outside and locked the doors. You laid beside me and encouraged me to finish writing about Saturday while you fingered me. You pulled me close and told me you were glad I liked our new friend because you like him too. Full permission to pursue tape 2. You told me that when I had taken over butterflies husband that butterflies eyes had lit up when I deep throated him. She had confided in you that she couldn't do that but wanted him to have the experience. I couldn't write anymore around you. You were undressing me. Fingering me. Trying to make me squirt. Dirty talking play by plays of all my encounters and dry humping me a bit. I had to stop writing and play. I took your cock out of your pants and watched it stand straight up for me. I kissed the tip and smiled as a moan flew out of your mouth. I spent some time licking your shaft, spitting on you, and getting you lubed up. I was licking the rim of your head. I was stroking you. I was cupping and massaging your balls. Then I slowed down and started sucking the rim of your penis head. Made my way all around your head sucking but not sucking the shaft or the tip. You were getting a bit loud now. I took you deep and gagged. You held my head down and groaned while I gagged again. You let go and as I was pulling up you went on thrusting into my mouth. Think of all the noises mouths make when a cock is fucking it. The wet noises of fluid slurping around. The glug/Gluck noises. I was making all the noises and moaning some too. I love sucking cock, yours is definitely my favorite. It's so reactive. It pulses and throbs for me in perfect time. I pulled off. Sat for a minute. You mentioned how close you were so I sat a little longer. Edging. Then I went back down. I sucked on the little skin flap and your balls. I licked my way to the top and went deep again. I used my hands to stroke your shaft while I teased your head with my tongue out. Then I let you face fuck me again. More of those beautiful blow job sounds. I could feel your pulses getting closer and more excited. I pulled off again and waited. Edging still. You continued talking to me about what a good girl I was. How much I loved all the other cocks at the party. How I'm your filthy whore. You mentioned that you were looking forward to just busting your nut inside me. I again started sucking. This time just the head and hands. You were still thrusting and we developed a good rythym. That last about 1 minute tops before you ordered me to hop off so you wouldn't cum early. You ordered me on top, and I obliged. I looked deep into your eyes ad I started going up and down trying to make circles on your cock. You were also thrusting, making it harder. You grinned as I put my buzzy in its place. You talked about how bad you wanted me to cum on your cock. You were licking and sucking my nipples. I love nipple attention. I grabbed your hair to pull your face to mine and immediately started getting loud. My juices were all over you. My pussy was clenched down on your cock. My tongue and your tongue were doing the French tango. I kept kissing you as I was shaking and riding wave after wave of pleasure. I had come explosively. Once I had removed the bullet you started thrusting again. You were talking about how hot it was to have my juices spilled out of me and running down your balls. By the time I had finished your balls were soaked with my cum. I started moving with you, and that's all it took. You drove it it as deep as you could spilled out all your sexy cum inside me. I drove down deeper on you and stated "come on, deeper, get me fucking pregnant." You started laughing hysterically and I kept wiggling around trying to get more cum out of you. Eventually, you said that I had got it all. There wasn't any more and I should stop. I collapsed onto your chest with penis still inside my wonton cunt. I kissed you softly. I rested my head down to listen to your racing heartbeat. It beats for me. You asked what I was doing and I replied brattily, "keeping your cum inside me so we make a baby." You chuckled and pulled me off. (Everyone knows were not having a baby. Doesn't change that I want all the cum as deep in me as I can get it. What a great ending to a fun weekend. ±+++++++++++×××××++××××× Here's the juicy stuff. We made our way back to the hotel and locked the doors. Who knows how long before the rest of our group would return from shopping. You were lying on the bed rambling about your mall shopping today. Some lady with a Karen haircut had mistook you for her husband, and full-on groped your ass before realizing her husband was to her right. I laughed so hard at that story. We weren't here for your ramblings, though. I laid the uberlube and the buzzy on your chest. Anal is a thing I do maybe twice a year. I passively agree to it and then passively back out a lot. I was not backing out today. I told him that we should try my #1 fans method for anal but the mere mention of anal already had you rock hard. I sucked the head of your penis for a little bit. I gave it a few deep throat thrusts. I hopped off before anything serious could happen. You lubed your thumb and slowly slid it into my tight ass hole. Your cock slipped right into my pussy. You spent some time just lubing the inside and outside of the anal hole. When you felt I was ready, you thrust it in. My bullet was on my clit but it wasn't enough. I puckered my ass cheeks and popped you out. My Anal cavity felt weird. So you went back for the pussy and used your fingers again. Anal is the only hole no one else gets. It's a soft limit. It's not my favorite, but twice a year, I'll let you hit it. Slower this time. Even steadier, you inched your way in. Doggy style. My buzzy still on My clit. You started slow. My back arched up to show the mild discomfort. You adjusted my back to arch down, took some pictures for my fans, and then slammed it in deep and hard. You pulled back and slammed it in again. Yeah, it hurt a bit, but I also had a buzzy going. A happy distraction. Back to teasing short thrusts. You developed a rythym of 2 hard slams meet. I was getting about 2 hard pumps for every 10 other. Harder, faster, you kept testing my limit to see what I was capable of taking today. You pulled me upright on my knees. 1 hard gripping my 36DDD breast, the other holding me steady. You were slowly pounding me. The pleasure from the buzzy was building. My pussy was aching to be filled, and dripping wet. By now, even though anal is uncomfortable, I was moaning. My nipple was fully erect between your fingers as you twisted and pulled on it. "Are you going to come yet?" I asked, trying to edge myself. "Not yet!" You replied as you flipped me around into missionary. "I'm enjoying something tight for once." You added. My legs were straight up and feet were behind you head. You had 1 hand spreading them apart and arching for more photos for the fans. Then you started again doing harder thrusts. It's mildly painful but the buzzy is still a nice distraction. I started moving with your strokes. Arching to meet you and drive your cock deeper in me. You began to finger me in hopes I'd squirt. No dice. My moaning was growing louder. Your thrusting was more frequent and fast. I could feel your cock pulsing and throbbing inside my tiny ass hole. The more I moved in response to the buzzy, the more you were pulsating deep inside me. Then it happened. You gave 1 big final thrust and began holding it in. The way I was arched when you thrust put my bullet in just the right spot. As waves of pleasure washed over me, your cum was spilling deep inside me. Mutual climax reached. I was loud, so while still inside, you bent down and shoved your tongue deep inside me until I got quiet. You hopped off to shower begging me to join you. I laid on the bed shaking still with cum oozing out my ass. Partly the orgasm, partly the adrenaline. What a wild night.