Christmas Eve Sex, Six Months in the Making. (M/F)

This post is about a girl I met a few years ago and the first of many of our sexual escapades.

It took place two years ago with a girl I met through a dating site. Let's call her Krista. She is a thin, fit girl with a constantly changing hair cut, tight round butt and jellyfish tattoo running down her side. Gorgeous girl, and very outgoing.

It's mid July and I talk to Krista for a little while before we decide to hang out, and I decide we shoukd meet at a hookah bar on campus at my University. She's extremely nice, prettier than her photos (which never happens) and we hit it off.

We go on a few dates after where we hook up and continue to get to know each other. There's extreme chemistry brewing. I even come to see her when she goes back to school about an hour and a half drive from my place and stay the night.

You may be thinking at this point, "Oh, this is where you started having sex." And you would be wrong. I couldn't give a reasonable excuse to why, cuddled up, my hard on pressed against her firmly built ass that I didn't make a move. It had been a while maybe? I wussed out. I made a joke about seducing her and she said it would have worked. I regretted that for a while.

After that night Krista soon began dating another guy and I was pretty upset. I was upset she didn't tell me about it, I was upset I didn't get to wrap her legs around my head, I was upset that I found out through Facebook. It was just pretty disappointing all around.

Fast forward to December 23rd. Krista and her boyfriend had broken up sometime in November, she was back in the neighborhood (Her place is more like a 20 minute drive. A lot more manageable.) And she invited me over.

We watch a movie while cuddling and catching up on the last few months of our lives. I begin to playfully kiss her cheek and neck, nibbling on her ear (it drives her crazy.) And she giggles.

"What are you doing? Trying to start something?" She asked playfully.

"Maybe." I retorded with a smile before kissing her neck.

I slipped her shirt off, undid her bra and began kissing her chest. Her perky breasts slid out, a nice B cup to go along with her runners body. Just my type. I kissed a trail down her stomach.

I slid off her pants and kissed her inner thighs, my nose sliding across her covered mound as I moved from leg to leg. She squirmed with excitement.

I reach my hands under her firm butt and grab her panties, pulling them out from under her and down her legs. I continue kissing her thigh, leaving a trail of kisses to her pussy. My face reaches her when I realize she's rocking a huge bush. I nearly lost it at that point.

There's something beautifully primal and animalistic about going down on a woman with pubic hair, and maybe it's because most of the women I've been with have had it (unusual for someone in their early 20's now) but I was completely lost in her. She had long pussy lips that I flicked with my tongue. I pushed them back and forth and took them entirely into my mouth. She moaned with pleasure as I rubbed my tounge around her lips and up to her clitoris. After she was worked up, I slowly slid a finger into her. I watched as her back arched and she squeezed my hair.

She told me she wanted me. I got onto my knees and slid myself into her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. I fucked her hard and she tried to contain her moans of pleasure. (Did I mention we were at her Dad's house with her brothers? Maybe I should have slipped that in.) I kissed her in the mouth to keep her quiet and continued.

I reached from behind her and lifted her off the bed. I layed back and she got on top of me. Pressing her hands against my chest, she slammed herself against me and rode me until she came. She stood up, lifted her leg over me and looked back at me. "From behind." She said with a smirk. I pulled myself up from the bed as she knelt down and pressed her head against the bed. I knelt behind her and she threw herself against my cock, right down to the hilt. I grabbed a handful of her hair as she buried her face in the sheets. She came again.

She told me to lay back and grabbed a hold of my cock and took all of myself in her mouth. I gasped. With 8 inches, it's not often someone takes control of your cock so masterfully, so enthusiastically, but she blew me like I have never been blown before, or since.

I was about to cum and I told her. My hands were grasping my forehead in pleasure when I see her respond with a thumbs up in the corner of my eye. I can't help but laugh as I explode in her mouth. She took all of it without hesitation.

We lay back, cuddling together. "Did you give me a thumbs up?" I asked. "I think if you need to ask that, you know the answer." She laughed. "That was fantastic." I exclaimed. She agreed as she placed her head against my chest. The small room smelt of sex and sweat, steaming like a day spa. I looked at the red and green lights out the window and notice it had complete fogged over.

"Merry Christmas." I uttered. "We should do this again."

"Merry Christmas." She respoded with a grin

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