Those of you who follow me by now know my (39M) wife, Clara (35F now, happy belated birthday, love) is deliciously depraved in bed. I try to earn every bit of the emotional, spiritual and physical affection she shows me and the work I put in everywhere else in the house pays off in the bedroom, so to speak.
But this year, I must have been on the the fucking angels list because *this year* Christmas came quickly and is coming often.
And by Christmas I mean me.
Now we’re not Christian, not by a long shot. But we’re certainly thankful for Jesus being born if you’re into that sort of thing because as you’ll see, Catholic traditions are often quite useful for more… Pagan activities.
For the past few years we’ve put up the tree on the first of the month and after decorating it, our first presents to each other are Advent Calendars with little gifts. I did a Sephora one for her last year and she did a Sake one for me the year before that. Well this year I had gotten a promotion with a *hefty* pay raise and so I got her a jewelry Advent Calendar that has a small piece of jewelry in each little box. Nothing crazy fancy but definitely nicer the closer you got to Christmas. And it was kind of sizeable. She loved the first gift which was a pair of cheap earrings she had seen a few months back and never got around to buying.
But then she didn’t want to give me hers. It took some cajoling and coaxing, and she positively turned red in the face as she handed a single piece of 8.5×11 cardstock that looked like a really large scratch-off ticket with each of the days covered in that foil and cheesily titled, “All I Want for Christmas is You.”
I was perplexed. So I scratched off the first day.
**December 1: “I blow under mistletoe.”**
I looked up instinctively since I had literally just hung the mistletoe over the doorway to our living room and when I looked back, Clara was already on her knees. My pants were swiftly undone and within 15 seconds my soft shaft was wrapped in her warm wet mouth. I was fully erect in the next 30 seconds and I watched her gorgeous face start expertly working my cock. She looked up at me as her tongue worked from the base to the tip and back again before parting her lips to gently suck on the head like a lollipop and then enveloping me entirely. Her head bobbed back and forth slowly, working me deeper and deeper into her mouth, looking up at me ever so coyly before taking me back out and caressing the sides with her soft lips. She alternated her tongue rolling around the head with gentle strokes of the shaft with her hand.
My eyes closed as the sensations intensified. I’d feel my frenulum moving in circles over her outstretched tongue. Her breath gently cooled my cock wet with saliva, before quickly warming me again in the recesses of her throat. Her one hand was on my shaft rhythmically stroking me as her mouth made love to my head while the other gently teased my balls. As her hands and mouth disappeared, I opened my eyes again and I gazed upon my wife kneeling before me with her mouth open and tongue out invitingly. She kept my gaze as she lowered her mouth to my balls and slid her tongue around each testicle before slowly licking all the way back up the shaft with no hands.
As her mouth took me in again, she slowly worked up the pace and I could feel the urge coming quickly. She swatted my hands away as I approached orgasm, working the shaft and tip with her tongue and lips and massaging the jewels, not stopping even for a moment as I unloaded in her mouth. She gently sucked out the last drops before flashing me a mouthful of cookie batter and swallowing it all. There was no question, I got the better Advent calendar this Christmas.
I’ll be posting here all of our Advent-ures, check back for updates!
**December 2: “Fornicate in Firelight”**
The next day after work was Friday, usually our Netflix-and-Chill day. We ate dinner and usually would open our next Advent gift, but Clara sent me upstairs to shower after dinner. When I came back down, the living room lights were down and the fireplace was on. Bathed in firelight was my stunning wife, completely naked except for the 18k yellow gold chain in her second advent gift on her neck, seated on our giant leather cushioned Turkish ottoman, surrounded by our soft throw blankets, legs spread, one hand working her clitoris and the other beckoning me with one finger.
She looked magical in the soft flickering light and I couldn’t help but drink in the shadows as they danced on her nipples and traced her curves. She took me by the waistband as I arrived at her side and pulled my rising staff out of the fly of my sleep pants. The firelight lightly caressed her face as she caressed my cock with her lips.
Once I was fully erect she stood and guided me to lay on the floor. Straddling me, she encouraged, “I want to feel your eyes on every inch of me” as she slid her body down onto me, taking me deed inside her soft, tight, wet pussy. Her motions were slow and deliberate, and I drank in the soft yellow glow off her body slowly working up and down, squeezing me with her muscles as she rose and relaxing as she descended, carefully milking me for cum. She undulated her body, breasts rising and falling, gyrating her hips and grinding her clitoris against my pubic bone. I felt like a King of Old being pleasured by a gorgeous concubine.
She entered her own trance as well, now, eyes closed head tilted back, left hand massaging her breast and pinching her nipple, right hand now urgently working her clitoris. Her pace quickened and her moans shortened into breathy pants keeping rhythm with the motion of her hips. I could feel her wetness surge and her muscles shift as she brought herself to climax on my my cock. She was biting her lower lip as she returned from her trance to look down at me right in the eyes.
She locked eyes with me and a mischievous look appeared on her face as she leaned forward and put two hands on my chest for balance. She lifted her hips almost all the way off me before dropping back down and burying me back inside her. And with that she began to fuck me with full, long strokes of her pussy. Her pace quickened and the firelight came in and out of view between our hips as she pumped herself up and down my cock with her strong thighs. The tantric view of her body glistening with small beads of sweat in the heat of the fire brought me to climax too. She sat firmly on me, and leaned forward, kissing me passionately as I bathed her in my seed.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zknn9c/adventurous_calendar_mf