It was my first Christmas on my own, and I was excited. At 25, I had had many Christmases, but I had always been living somewhere else – my parents’ house, college dorms, crowded apartments, and one short-lived stint at a girlfriend’s condo – but never on my own. Now I was a grown-up, I had a decent job and a small house that I shared with my German Shepherd Rusty. As Christmas came near I was excited to buy all the things I would need to decorate my house, so I started with a fresh tree. As I was looking at overpriced ornaments at the local Hallmark store, I decided that I would keep it simple; I would only buy seven ornaments this year, one for each of the women I had been with.
When I got home I decorated the tree with the lights I had bought, and then I pulled out the ornaments. The first was a small football, hanging from a tiny hook. It was for my high school girlfriend, Katie. Katie and I met at a high school football game, and had hit it off immediately. One week later we took each others’ virginity, also during a high school football game. We had started out under the stands, making out furiously with the crowd right above us. As clothes started coming off, we decided to go somewhere more private. Wearing only my letterman’s jacket, Katie ran into the deserted school, the curve of her ass hanging out for anyone who was watching (luckily it was a close game). I followed, carrying her clothes, and by the time I got into the band room she was naked. Before long I was too and we made love on the carpet, both savoring our first time. As we came together a huge roar came from the stands outside indicating that we had won the game, and we had barely gotten dressed and snuck out the back door before the band members came in to put away their instruments, the room still smelling of sex.
Katie and I had been going out for six months when I lost her. Being fairly good at math, I offered to tutor my buddy’s younger sister Emily, who was a grade beneath us and failing miserably. Emily was a cheerleader, and needed to pass math to stay on the squad and I was close and cheap (free), as tutors go. I had always found Emily attractive, but being my best friend’s younger sister, she was almost like my own sister so I had never really thought of her sexually. That quickly changed, however, when I felt her foot rubbing against mine during our second tutoring session. We had taken off our shoes to protect the carpet and the feel of her foot against mine sent shockwaves up my spine. At first I thought it was an accident, but I quickly realized that it wasn’t when her foot found my leg. I then had a moment of guilt – I did have a girlfriend after all – but I rationalized that it was only some gentle touching, and I hadn’t even been responsible for it. By the time her foot found my crotch I was having a very hard time (pun intended) concentrating on Algebra, and all thoughts of Katie were long gone. I was startled out of my daze when her book fell to the floor, but while she was under the table getting it I felt her fingers on my fly. Before I knew what was going on my cock was out and in her mouth. After lovingly sucking on it for a minute, she came out with a smile, invited me upstairs to her room, and we fucked. Hard. It clearly hadn’t been her first time and she was amazing. We were lucky that her brother was at football practice and her parents at work because we made the house rock. I smiled as I put the small little book on the tree, the words Math in tiny letters on the spine. We both knew it wouldn’t last; hell I don’t even think we wanted it to, but it was fun.
I graduated single, and was fully intent to dive right into college and focus on my education. That was, at least, until I met the twins. It was my first college party, and I was drunk. Somehow I ended up in the swimming pool with about 30 other people and before long almost everyone was naked. We were drinking and dancing and playing pool games and grabass and basically just rubbing against each other, hitting a couple of beach balls around as an excuse to bump into people. Before long people started pairing off and finding places to be “alone”. I don’t know how, but I managed to get the twins, Stacey and Lacey, alone in the woods. I laid down on the bed of pine needles and one of them, Stacey I think, climbed on top of my hard cock, facing towards me, and started riding me for all I was worth. The other straddled my face and I started eating her as fast as I could. From what I could see, the two sisters were playing with each other’s tits and making out as they fucked me, one on my cock and one on my face. It must have been the alcohol, but somehow they both came before me, so they switched spots for a different sensation. I didn’t last much longer, and we all came together as we collapsed in a heap of sweat and cum and naked flesh. I must have passed out or dozed off, because I came to about 30 minutes later and they were both gone. Naked, I stumbled back through the woods but as I came to the clearing where the house was, I saw the telltale beam of red and blue flashing lights and knew that the cops had been called. Stoned, drunk, naked, and underage don’t mix, so I snuck through the woods until I got close to my dorm, then I ran for it. Streaking across campus during my first month wasn’t something I had planned to do, but boy was it a rush. I got to my building, tore through the co-ed common room to cheers and shouts of surprise, and made it to my room where I collapsed on my bed. Looking back now seven years had gone by but I still had fond memories of my only threesome as I put the beach ball and the pine tree ornaments on the tree.
By the end of my freshman year of college I had regularly started dating a girl named Kim. She was convinced that we were going to wait until the time was right before having sex, so I decided to make the time right. Our college was about an hour and a half inland, so I planned a Saturday trip to the beach. It was fantastic, the waves were great, the weather was warm, and surprisingly the beach I took her to wasn’t too crowded. She even went shopping the night before and picked out a new bikini, thong style, and damn was she sexy! Playing with her in the surf all afternoon got us both pretty turned on. When it got dark we lit a bonfire and roasted marshmallows, as we snuggled and kissed a little. Afterwards I wrapped a blanket around us and suggested we go for a walk up the beach for a little ways. The beach was all but deserted now, and it was dark enough so that we felt very alone. After walking for a quarter-mile or so we spread the blanket down and sat for a while and started making out, one of our very favorite pastimes. As we were kissing I reached my hand up her sweatshirt and felt her bikini-clad breasts. She didn’t object, so I reached my hands inside and for the first time felt her glorious tits. She moaned as I played with her nipples, and then she stopped and took off her sweatshirt and bikini top all in one motion and she was topless! The half-moon light was enough to see how beautiful she looked. She stood up and seductively removed her shorts and thong and I could see her pussy glistening in the moonlight. She informed me that she was going skinny dipping and ran towards the suft. In no time at all I was naked and chasing after her, both of us laughing. I reached her and grabbed her and we both fell to the ground, the waves crashing around us. I rolled her onto her back and I climbed on top and pushed inside her. I felt an incredible tightness and she cried out in pain as I broke her cherry, not realizing that she was a virgin. My cock had never felt anything so amazing but I tried to be gentle as we started, not wanting to hurt her. Before long she was moving along with me and moaning with pleasure. She rolled me over and started riding me from on top, as the waves crashed around my body. I didn’t want to come yet so I pushed her off and had her get on her hands and knees as I came in from behind and fucked her doggy style, my hands kneading her tits. Finally I stood her up, turned her around to face me, lifter her up, and placed her down on my cock. Holding her, I lifted her up and down, harder and harder, my hands grabbing her ass for all it was worth, with her hands around my neck. As I looked over her shoulder, I saw a female form on the beach, silhouetted by the light of the moon, watching us. I wasn’t sure how much she could see but I knew that she knew what we were doing, and that turned me on even more. As I watched her form, I could see that she had a hand between her legs and appeared to be masterbating. This pushed me over the edge and with a final push I came deep inside of Kim, filling her with my seed, and causing her to scream out in ecstasy as we crashed down into the waves. When I looked up our voyeur was gone, and we were alone. During the year that we were together we had lots of sex, but I never told her that we had had an audience that very first time on the beach. The seashell ornament on the tree will always serve as a memory of our first time there on the beach at night.
The next ornament I put on the tree was a miniature tennis racket. It was the summer before my Junior year that I took up tennis, mostly as a way to forget Kim, who had dumped me the month before. I was staying at my parent’s house over the summer break, mostly working to try and save up money to pay for the next year’s tuition. I found a job at a local bank, and the hours were great. I had Saturdays and Sundays off so I started playing tennis with my younger brother, who was about to start his last year of high school. We were pretty evenly matched, and I enjoyed playing so much that even when he couldn’t go I would still go play and just hit the ball against the backboard for a while. It was during one of these times, my brother was at work and I was at the park by myself just hitting the ball around. It was pretty early, and we rarely had company at the park that early, so it surprised me when I heard a female voice from behind me ask if I wanted to play a match. I turned around and saw a gorgeous blonde, wearing a short white tennis skirt and holding a racket. She informed me that her name was Christine, and she usually came on Wednesdays to play with her friend, but decided to come on a Saturday this week for some extra practice. We quickly hit it off, and almost spent more time talking and bantering than playing. After an hour or so we met at the net and she had a twinkle in her eye. She suggested that we put a wager on the next game, and when I asked what she wanted to bet, she suggested with a nervous giggle that we should bet our clothes. I started laughing but stopped quickly when she removed her tank top leaving her in her sports bra and skirt. She informed me that we could keep our shoes, and now it was even because we each had three items of clothes. Removing her shirt was ingenious on her part because I was so distracted by her tits bouncing around in their bra that I quickly lost the first two games and was down to my boxer shorts. The third game was tied at 30-30 and I was afraid I was going to lose it too, when she suddenly faltered and I quickly scored two points to win the game. Reluctantly she removed her skirt, leaving her in just a white sports bra and matching bikini-style panties. She nodded at my waist, and I looked down realizing what had caused her to falter. My penis, hard from the excitement of playing in my underwear, had worked its way through the fly hole in my shorts and was sticking straight out. I was so focused on the game that I hadn’t even noticed it, but she certainly had. Buoyed by the win, I easily won the fourth game and she had to remove her bra. Her breasts were fantastic. I could hardly keep my eyes off them as they bounced around while she played, and I had no chance. Losing, I reluctantly dropped my shorts to the ground, standing there naked on the tennis courts. I figured we were done, but she picked up the ball and got ready to serve another game. Eight quick shots into the net and she giggled as she dropped her panties and stepped out of them. She was glorious! We met at the net and embraced, our hands exploring each other’s body. I picked her up and carried her by the ass over to the practice backboard, where I pushed her up against it. Standing up, I fucked her up against the board, ramming my rock hard cock deeper and deeper into her waiting cunt. She screamed in pleasure as she came, and then I came too, releasing what felt like a gallon into her. We found our clothes and agreed to meet every Wednesday morning early before work at the court for some more strip tennis. I figured she was probably married because she never would agree to meet me off the tennis court. One Wednesday she never showed up and I never saw her again.
The last ornament on the tree was for my last and longest girlfriend Karen. We went out throughout my senior year, and I even moved into her condo with her for a few months. We first met in Advanced Calculus class and were in an after-school study group together. The rest of the group lost interest in meeting but Karen and I kept at it, enjoying the company enough to endure the Calculus part. When the semester was over we agreed to keep meeting up for coffee, and they morphed into actual dates. I moved in with her in November and we decided to go on a skiing trip over Christmas break. While alone in the hotel hot tub one of the evenings of our trip, I told her of my recently growing fetish for being outside naked and she too admitted that she was a closet exhibitionist. We dared each other to remove our swimsuits and then run further and further away from the hot tub naked. Finally I gave her our room key and dared her to run all the way up to the room completely naked. She grabbed the key and tore off with a flash, streaking through the parking lot naked and running up the stairs and along the corridor. I saw something bright in her hands, and realized that on her way out of the pool area she must have grabbed our swimming suits, leaving me sitting in the hot tub naked and alone. To make matters worse, there were some teenage kids coming towards the pool area with towels, heading right towards the hot tub. A sense of erotic calmness came over me and I stepped out of the hot tub, completely naked and rock hard, walked right past the four teenagers coming towards me (the two girls staring at my cock with the two boys awkwardly avoiding it), and calmly walked up to the room. When I got there the door was locked, and Karen, giggling, refused to let me in. She slipped a dollar bill through the crack of the door and told me that I had to go buy her a Coke from the vending machine before she’d let me in, so I did. The vending machines were down a level lower, and I know I should have hurried or tried to cover up but by this time I was just loving being naked and completely turned on, not really caring who saw me. I purchased the Coke, and returned to the room where the door was completely open and my beautiful naked girlfriend was waiting on the bed where anyone could walk by and see her in all her glory. We fucked with the door wide open and never did know if anyone had seen us. The next day we got to the slopes early and were almost alone. I was following her on a meandering path through some trees when she stopped skiing in front of me just before we got to the main slope. I pulled up by her and she had a twinkle in her eye. She triple-dog dared me to ski out of the trees and directly across the slope completely naked, where she would wait on the other side with my clothes. I willingly agreed (I was addicted by now and probably would have taken my clothes off about anywhere if she had asked) and proceeded to undress there on the slopes in the trees. It was an incredible (yet very cold) feeling being naked except for my skis and boots, and once Karen was across the slopes in the trees on the other side I set off towards her. By now the slopes had picked up some and I got quite a few yells, whistles, and catcalls as I crossed the slopes in my birthday suit, which just turned me on even more. Karen gave me my clothes back, but I didn’t put them on. I took them, and then asked for hers. Hesitant but willing, she slowly stripped out of her own clothes too and gave them to me, leaving us both naked and shivering. I skied off, carrying our clothes, in an ironic reversal of the previous night. I crossed the slope back to the other side amidst more whistles and yells and she was right behind me. We skied back into the trees further down the slopes from the first time, and she jumped on top of me. Our skis came off and we fell to the ground and immediately my cock found its was into her cunt I knew that she was as turned on by all of this as I was. We fucked in the snow, with me on my back and her on top of me. It took a few minutes for me to realize that in this location, the ski lift crossed right above us and everybody riding by on it could see us fucking in the snow. What an incredible turn on it was and before long I was exploding like a firework deep inside her. She came too, and we quickly got dressed behind some trees before people came looking for us. After our trip we stayed together for five more months but broke up about graduation time, as we each had our own plans and they didn’t seem compatible. I sighed longingly as I put the tiny skis on the tree, thinking about Karen and how much fun we had together, wondering what she had been up to during the past six months.
I looked at tree, bare with just its seven ornaments and felt happiness. I had fun with each of those seven women, and had even loved some of them. I looked forward for the opportunity to put more ornaments on the tree in the years to come, maybe even later tonight if I played my cards right – I had a date planned with the pretty girl I was talking to at the work Christmas party the other night.
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