Disclaimer: The story is fiction though the people in it are not. Names have been changed. This is how I wish my visit had gone. Sadly, I actually left after the presents in real life. Anyway…
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Man I love the holidays.
My ex and I ended our relationship on good enough terms 2-1/2 years ago. Despite being broken up, we always made it a point to visit the other’s family on the holiday break. This Christmas break was no different.
I headed over to her parents house the Thursday before Christmas, truck loaded down with small presents for her, her parents, brother and sister, just like every break.
When I pull into the driveway, I notice that my ex is there. I park and grab out the box with the presents and head to the front door.
As I prepare to knock, the door opens. My ex standing there in front of me. My ex is 5′-5″, 38C breasts (grew since the olden days of dating), a little curvier than I remember (may add to the increase breasts size), brown eyes that are almost golden, and brown hair, no longer highlighted. I still remember her nipples being large and dark brown. Seeing her, I wonder if she still shaves her pubes.
We smile at each other. “Merry early Christmas Abby.”
“Merry early Christmas to you too.” She says.
We hug each other and I go to go inside. She continues on past me. “Aren’t you coming back in?”
She shakes her head. “I was just leaving. I have a few errands to do before Christmas and then I’m headed back to my place to finish wrapping presents.”
I nod, both happy and sad at this. I still have a few feelings for her, but it is sometimes awkward when we slip into our relationship ways even now. “Well be careful, and once again, Merry early Christmas. I’ll leave your present here.”
“Merry early Christmas to you too, again. I’ll be taking your’s out to your parents later this week so it will be there when you get there.” She then climbs into her car.
I nod and turn around, heading inside with my armful of presents. Inside, her sister, brother, and parents are sitting in the living room near the fireplace. “Merry early Christmas everyone. How are we all doing?” I smile at each of them in turn.
Abby’s brother gets up, and takes the presents from me, while their dad gets up and shakes my hands. We exchange all of the pleasant greetings and make some small talk to be polite. I can tell her parents are in a hurry though.
“I don’t mean to keep you two. I just wanted to stop by and drop off your presents and see everyone before the holiday season gets too crazy.” I smile at the mom who smiles back warmly. ~When did she start to get gray hairs?~
“We just needed to head out and get some last minute things. Abby stopped by right as we were getting ready to leave. We’re very sorry.” Her dad smiles as he stands up, his hair salt and pepper now. He reaches for his wife’s hand, and taking it, she stands up.
“Feel free to stay and talk with Sally and John. They aren’t going with us, and are supposed to wrap up a few presents. There’s coffee in the kitchen if you would like some.” The mother smiles as she and her husband walk to the door. Over her shoulder she calls back “Be sure to tell your family Merry Christmas from us.”
“I will.” I say as the door closes behind them. I then head to the kitchen and grab down a mug and fix myself a bit of coffee. I hear the dad’s truck start up and then hear them pull out. I finally take my mug and head back into the living room, taking a seat by the fire.
Sally, John and I make idle chat as I sip on my rather hot coffee. ~I should have added more milk.~ After about 15 minutes, John stands and heads to the front door taking his keys off the hook.
“Where are you going?” Sally is almost pissed sounding. “We are supposed to wrap those presents before mom and dad get back!”
“You can wrap them. You’re better than I am. I’ll owe you one. I’m meeting some friends at the mall.” With that, he steps out and closes the door.
“I’ll give you a hand. I don’t have anywhere else to be right now.” I smile at her realizing how attractive she has gotten. Sally is maybe 5′-3″ with heels on, blonde hair with black streaks put in it, straight today though usually curly, hazel eyes, what has always been a 34A chest (padded bra though makes them B’s, and yes, she has always been jealous of her sister’s breasts) and the firmest ass (though a little small like her). Sadly I have never seen her naked…
She beamed a smile at me that all but melted me. “Really! Thank you so much!”
I smile back as she runs off to get the wrapping paper and presents.
After she returns, we make small talk as we wrap presents. “How’s senior year treating you?”
She shrugs, a typical teen…”I had a birthday last month and my friends threw me a party.”
“That’s right, this year was your 18th. Happy late birthday!” I smile at her trying to remember her for later that day when I was back home. ~Damn I wish I had seen her naked just once!~
“Thank you.” She smiles, a light in her eye that I don’t read into.
We continue to wrap presents for the next half hour. As we are finishing, I finish the last swallow of my now cold coffee. As she takes the presents to the tree and puts the paper up, I take my mug to the kitchen and rinse it before putting it in the dishwasher. I then come back into the living room at the same time she does. “Well, I guess I’m about to go.” I smile at her and make my way to the front door.
Coming around the couch, she meets me, arms spread wide for a hug. I never turn down a hug, so I open my arms and wrap them around her small frame, my own 5′-10″ height dwarfing her. I look down at her with my blue eyes, my sandy brown hair just about to reach my eyes. She meets my look with her hazel eyes and I break the hug, feeling myself getting hard.
Her breathing has changed a little as has her voice, no longer as high pitched and teen like. It now sounds more like a woman. Maybe that was my imagination though. “Do you really have to go?”
“I really should…” ~Those words were hard to say.~ I reach to the door knob.
She wraps her arms around me, her face just level with my chest. I can smell her hair and that alone puts me over the edge. I move up from the knob and go instead to the lock, locking the deadbolt. “Where?” She takes my hands and leads me to her room.
As we enter, I look around briefly taking it in, comparing it to what it looked like when Abby and I were still dating. Not much has changed in here except for her. Standing in front of me, she is already undressing. Her shirt is off and her pink and green striped bra is about to be unsnapped.
I put my hands on her waist stopping her movement. “Is there a rush?”
She shakes her head and I lean down to kiss her. We slowly make out, tasting each other’s tongues, mouths, necks. As the kissing heats up, our hands start to wander, mine to her bra, which I am ready to be rid of, and her’s to my belt. I unsnap her bra as she unbuttons my pants. As she drops her arms for the bra to come off, my pants fall to the ground. My now fully hard 7″ cock strains against my boxers making an obvious tent. ~I should have worn better underwear…~
She steps back a minute for me to appreciate what I am looking at. Her breasts have grown into gorgeous 34(?)B’s, topped with just tan colored nipples, hard with the exposure to the colder room.
I can’t help but smile at her and at what I am seeing. “Beautiful, absolutely beautiful.” My pulse has quickened and I feel like my heart will explode.
She blushes. “Can I?” She looks at my crotch.
I nod. “Only if you want.” She still seems like someone I should protect so I want this to be her decision.
She gets on her knees, no hesitation, and grips my waistband. “I’ve wanted this since you and my sister dated. I used to masturbate to the sounds of the two of you having sex.” She blushes at the admission before sliding my boxers down.
My 7″ long and 3″ around cock springs up in front of her all but slapping her in the forehead. “Really?”
She gasps at seeing my cock. “Yes, really. And now I know why she made so much noise.” She giggles a rather cute laugh. “This may be easier on the bed. You are a little too tall…” She demonstrates trying to reach my cock and I can’t help but smile and laugh a little.
We head to the bed and I lay down. “Finish undressing first please.”
She nods and undoes her jeans revealing pink boy cut panties. I notice a rather prominent wet spot before they too fall to the ground and she climbs onto the bed. In the brief time it takes her to get on the bed, I notice that she is shaved completely smooth. She crawls between my legs and quickly lowers her mouth to my now throbbing, and slightly leaking cock head. I moan out as I enter her warm, wet mouth. ~Not even a hint of teeth. She’s done this before.~
She begins to bob her head, slowly taking more of me into her mouth until I hit the back of her throat with 4″ left to go. She doesn’t gag, but I can tell she can’t take anymore. “Flip around. I want to taste you too.”
She stops sucking only long enough to straddle my face, lowering her wet pussy to my waiting mouth. I begin to hungrily devour her clit. She moans around my cock pushing her hips to my face. I shove my tongue inside her snatch getting a good taste of her. As I slide it out, putting it back to work on her tongue, I slip a finger inside of her. Moaning, she speeds up sucking me.
I add another finger and stop licking. “Easy. I don’t want to cum yet.”
She eases up, just holding my cock in her mouth playing with the head with her tongue. I return to licking her clit and sliding a pair of fingers in and out of her trying to loosen her up some. All of a sudden, she releases my cock, head arched back as her hips bury themselves against my face, screaming as her body shakes in a powerful orgasm. I continue to lick her clit and finger her (struggling for air might I add) until her orgasm subsides.
As she comes down from the high, I move to sit up. Taking the hint, she rolls off of me and lays on her back, body still flushed with the blood. I readjust and then lean down to kiss her. She doesn’t seem to mind getting to taste herself as she kisses me back. “Do you want to do more? Or would you like me to eat you again?”
“If you don’t put your cock in me now, I may have to rape you.” She smiles a devilish smile and I can tell she is actually fairly serious.
I position myself between her legs, lifting them up over my hips as I slide my still slick cock up and down her dripping wet pussy. I look up at her, but the look on her face tells me that I don’t even have to ask. I push myself into her waiting slit and slide in slowly giving her time to get used to it.
She moans out as I finally bottom out inside of her. “Yessss!”
I smile at the compliment and begin to slide back out slowly. Her body gives a small shake as I pop out of her only to slide back in, faster this time. I begin to slowly thrust in and out of her, making sure to go all the way in each time and ALMOST all the way out. She moans, sliding her fingers to her clit. She begins to rub furiously, so I speed up just slightly to give her another orgasm sooner than later.
“FUUUCCCCKKKK!” She screams wrapping her legs around my back pulling me deep into her as she rubs her clit with a passion. I grip her hips and thrust as much as her grip will allow. Her chest turns bright red and soon her neck is too. Then she breathes out as her orgasm begins to subside. She relaxes her grip around my back and I resume slowly pumping into her.
“I might be able to give you one more before I cum, but that’s a maybe…” ~I should have jacked off this morning.~
“I can’t take another one like that as much as I liked it.” He voice is weak and a little shaky. “I’ll suck you again, but you have to cum on my face. It’s kind of a thing I like.”
“Your sister never let me, so your wish is my command.” I smile at her as I readjust and lay back down.
She smiles. “I do a lot she didn’t do. Maybe next time you are around, I can show you.” Before I can say another word, she has my cock in her mouth as far as she can get it, bobbing without any abandon.
“I’m not going to last at this rate.” I manage to gasp out.
She stops sucking. “Me either.” She begins to suck again and this is when I realize that her fingers are massaging her clit again like a mad woman.
“Sally!!” With that she pulls her mouth free laying on her back in the smoothest motion I have ever seen. I straddle her as she rubs her clit one last time moaning out as her body shakes in orgasm. I gasp and spray one jet on her face, one in her hair, and the last jet on her tits.
I all but fall on her only just managing to get off of on top of her before I fall over laying beside her. We lay there together panting and resting. After about 20 minutes, she gets up and cleans up. I follow her to do the same.
As we both finish cleaning up and start to dress, she speaks. “When will you be around again?”
“I’m not sure, but I’m moving back soon, so it shouldn’t be too long after the new year if all goes well.” I say pulling on my pants.
“Let me know when you’re back. I’ll give you my number before you go.” She pulls her shirt on.
I smile and finish getting dressed. We leave her room and she gives me her number. I send her a text so she has mine and then I head for the door.
“I’ll gt you something special for Christmas.” She smiles saying it.
“I look forward to it.” I open the door and step out. “I’ll text you.”
“I look forward to it.” She says as I close the door.
With that, I get in my truck and head down the dive way, passing John on my way out.
**Constructive criticism is welcome. I hope you all enjoyed my little story.**
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