On the ninth day of Christmas, Kris Kringle gave to me… a good little Christian and a horny woman ready to corrupt him.
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Soooo y’all are getting a triple upload today, haha. I meant to do all this stuff daily, but the other day my wifi went out, and now I had to take my cat to the vet and can’t afford her treatment right now and it’s really stressful (commissions welcome btw, hint hint). I will be posting Day 9, 10, and 11 today.
ALSO!!! For those who have been following my 12 Days of Kinkmas since Day 1, I just realized that I fucked up the titles haha. Somehow I ended up with two “Day 4″s and never caught it, so I’ve been a day off with my stories. Today is Day 9!! Not Day 8 like I thought haha. Day 12 is still going to be on the 24th (tomorrow). Now on to the story!
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With a soft moan, Mia gripped the sheets with one hand, her other hand working the vibrator deeper into her wet pussy. She knew her roommate would be home from Church soon, and she wanted to take care of her insatiable horniness before he finished the Christmas service. Her eyes closed tight as she pressed the toy hard against her clit, and her hand left the bedsheets to play with one of her hard, perky nipples. In her mind, she imagined a warm tongue on her cunt, licking like all it wanted was to please her. One finger moved to click the vibrator up a notch, to the highest setting, and she turned over to imagine being fucked in doggystyle, her ass in the air and her pussy oozing onto the buzzing toy as it slid inside of her. She moaned like a whore as she pumped it in and out of her hole, letting the tip bump her g-spot with every thrust. She was getting closer and closer, her body trembling as she teetered over the edge of orgasm.
Then the buzzing suddenly stopped as the toy’s batteries died.
Mia groaned loudly as she opened her eyes, throwing the toy angrily onto the floor beside her bed. Just her luck. Just her fucking luck that she’d forgotten to charge her favorite toy when she needed it most.
“I’m home!” called a voice as the front door opened, then closed. She sighed, rolling onto her back again and staring ruefully up at the ceiling. She was sure to be left unsatisfied now, with her roommate, Joshua, home and her dead vibrator. Josh being attractive didn’t help, either. He was tall and toned, the kind of body that hid powerful muscles in a slender build. Short, fluffy blonde hair and blue eyes that would look so beautiful staring up at her from between her thighs. But he had made it very clear that he was a “good Christian man”, keeping himself celibate while he waited to marry. He would never go after a slut like Mia. She was hot, sure, with her perfect hourglass figure that made men wonder how she fit so well into jeans. She had thick black hair that fell to the middle of her shoulder blades in tight ringlets, and her skin was soft, the cinnamon tone easily giving away her Italian origins. She had often asked herself if Josh could resist a woman like her, and convinced herself she had caught him looking once or twice. She sometimes purposefully left the bathroom door open when she showered, or walked around in short skirts and shorts with no panties, but he never caved.
An idea popped into Mia’s head before she could stop it, and she pondered for a moment over whether it was even a good one. She had been seething in horniness for days, and nothing had satisfied her. Maybe she didn’t need toys and porn… She could try, one more time at least. He had never given in before, but maybe she could utilize some sort of Christmas spirit to convince him.
Standing up and hurrying to her closet, she threw on a thin black robe that was just barely see-through, slipped into a pair of shiny black heels, and made her way towards his room to greet him.
He was in the middle of stripping free of his outer layers, and she watched for a moment as he unraveled the scarf he’d worn to church, his hands working deftly to undo his button-up next. She had always liked his hands, knowing his long, slender fingers would feel amazing inside her. He finally noticed her, and she smiled as his eyes flitted over her figure before he spoke. Just a simple, “Hey.” And that smile, that damn smile that she wanted to shove against her cunt so bad.
“Hi,” she answered, as if she wasn’t thinking the dirtiest thoughts about him at this very moment. “How was the service?”
“It was good,” he said, standing in front of his mirror and touching up his soft hair. “Mrs. Harbinger tried to flirt with the pastor again, but otherwise it was normal.” His smile dropped for a moment as he debated saying something, then returned as he decided to do so. “You look nice. As usual.”
“Thanks,” Mia purred, looking away. She was suddenly nervous, second-guessing herself. She was completely naked under this robe, what was she thinking? She took a deep breath to steady herself, telling herself that she should just go for it. “I was in the middle of something when you came home, y’know.”
“Oh, damn, sorry. Didn’t mean to interrupt you.”
Damn it. Oblivious bastard. “No, it’s fine, I just… it was sorta important. I’ve been dealing with it for days.” *Fuck, just say it, Mia!*
“What was it?” There, there was her *in*.
She bit her lip for a moment, silently thanking him for looking away so that he couldn’t see her steeling herself. “I was busy with my toys.” There, she said it. It was out in the open now.
“Toys?”
“My sex toys, Josh.”
“Oh…” He spun around, looking a little startled, and Mia worried she’d crossed a line. But then, wasn’t that what she wanted? “Mia, that’s… that’s pretty private.”
She opted to ignore the comment, instead continuing as if he hadn’t said anything. “I’ve been horny for days, I don’t know why. I was fucking myself with one of my favorite toys, and the damn thing died on me.”
“Okay. Well…” He gulped, and she smirked a little at how cute he looked when he was flustered. “Well, I’m sorry for that, but… I- uh- you know masturbation is a sin. I know God will forgive you, but I don’t think I should be listening to this.”
She made up her mind, right then and there, that she was going to fuck him tonight. “Oh, but I think you should,” she said softly. “I think you need to know why I want you so bad.”
His face turned pink as he stared at her. “Mia…”
“You’re exactly my type, y’know,” she pressed on, sauntering towards him. “And I just… I don’t think toys are enough, y’know? I think I need a real, hard cock inside me.”
“Mia!” Josh stumbled backwards, his hands catching him on his desk. “You can’t just – you know I’m celibate – I can’t -”
“Then why are you hard?” she asked suddenly. It was true – she had glanced down as he was stuttering to spot a small tent in his black jeans that was slowly getting bigger and bigger. She wondered just how much dick he had to offer. “Are you already thinking about what my pussy feels like?”
“Mia…” He couldn’t speak as she approached him, like a leopard stalking her prey. Egged on by the sudden uncertainty in his voice, she had rendered him speechless, because she could tell he *knew* he wanted her, and was trying desperately to remain holy. He shivered as she suddenly reached forward and cupped the bulge in his pants, her hand squeezing him gently. She knew it felt good, despite the sin, and she could see the conflict written all over his face. To her, the idea of it being a sin made it even hotter.
Fuck it, she needed to go full-force. “I see how you look at me, Josh. I know you watch me shower sometimes, and I know you’ve imagined dirty things when I don’t wear panties around the house. Celibate doesn’t mean you’re not horny.”
“That may be true,” he muttered hesitantly as she dropped slowly to her knees, her hands moving to undo his belt and zipper. “But I can’t… I shouldn’t…”
“Why not?” she purred, finally tugging his pants down enough to free his erection. Her jaw dropped as she stared at it. “Oh, my *God*.” It was thick enough to make her worry she’d tear, and a good seven or eight inches long. It curved downward just a little, and though she knew that would be perfect for backshots, she was suddenly very keen on having it in her throat.
“Mia, please… we shouldn’t.” Mia rolled her eyes. He sounded less and less sure with every word, his breath shuddering and his hands gripping the desk behind him until his knuckles turned white. “This is… forbidden. This is – it’s something you should only… do when you’re married… oh… ohhhh….” His half-hearted protests faded, trailing off into a low moan as she suddenly wrapped her lips around the head of his cock.
Mia’s pussy was dripping wet now. She finally had a dick in her mouth, and one of her hands slid between her thick thighs almost unconsciously, brushing the delicate robe aside to shove two fingers into her hole. Josh, with his lower lip trapped between his teeth, was staring down at her incredulously as he moaned softly, like he wasn’t entirely certain that this was happening in real life. Mia was right there with him, but it was real, and she *loved it*. She moaned around him as she took more of his cock into her mouth, easing it past her lips inch by inch. Precum already dripped onto the back of her tongue, and she had a feeling he wouldn’t last, but that didn’t bother her. She just needed a good fuck, and she wanted to warm him up first.
Finally, she was able to fit all of him down her throat, her nose pressed gently against his lower belly. She was lucky enough that she didn’t have a gag reflex, and the idea that she was probably the first girl to blow him like this, if ever, was endlessly exciting. Slowly, she started to move back and forth on his length, her lips sealed around it, her watering mouth wetting the whole thing as she sucked him off. He had stopped protesting now, only emitting the occasional quiet little groan that just made her want more of him. Every time she deepthroated him, she relished the feeling of his tip in her throat, and every time she pulled away again, she made sure to drag her tongue along the underside, stimulating every nerve she knew resided there.
At one point, his hips jerked a little when the tip of her tongue ran over his frenulum, and she gazed up at him with wide, lustful eyes as she flicked her tongue back and forth over that sensitive little spot. He gasped, one of his hands leaving the desk. He didn’t seem to know what to do with it – he moved to run it through his hair before stopping to instead bite down on his knuckles, his body shaking all over. His face was red and his chest was heaving as he dissolved into the pleasure she was giving him. His head tipped back as she suddenly wrapped both arms around his thighs, hugging him close to her as she took every inch straight down her throat. She had never heard a man moan like he did as she worked her tongue back and forth over his balls and the base of his cock, and she felt a spark of pride as she realized she was probably ruining him for any other woman.
His cock twitched in her mouth, and she recognized that he was already about to cum. Not surprising, for a virgin, but it wasn’t what she wanted. She needed a creampie.
She released him, a string of mixed saliva and precum still connecting her mouth to his head, and looked up at him with a breathless smile as she stroked his cock with one hand. Josh was trembling like a leaf in a hurricane as he watched Mia stand up on shaky legs and seat herself on his bed, untying the robe and letting it fall away from her body. She laughed quietly as his eyes scanned her body – as well as having an ass made to be taken from behind, her tits were heavy and round, sagging just a little with their natural weight. She knew he liked what he saw, and as she beckoned him with one come-hither finger, she hoped she had loosened him up enough to take it.
He stayed where he was for a moment, his hand still up by his mouth while the other one had wrapped absently around his shaft. He was debating whether he should, and she could tell – so she parted her thighs, spreading her legs wide and giving him a full view of her tight pink pussy. He groaned, his eyes falling straight down to her folds, and she smiled as she reached down to spread them with one hand, enticing him further. “Want to feel it?”
“I… I can’t,” he said gently, and it looked like the words had to be ripped from his throat.
“But you want to,” she said. “It’s delicious, I promise. You have such a lovely body. (He blushed even redder and looked away, but she disregarded it.) It would look perfect on top of me.” He still looked uncertain, and she rolled her eyes playfully. “What’s wrong with it?”
“It’s a sin,” he said softly. “At least for me to be on top. That’s how married couples do it.”
Mia giggled at his innocence. “Alright, so we won’t do it in missionary.” She turned over as she had done for her vibrator before it failed her, her naked ass arched and ready for him. “Your cock will fit better in this position anyway.” She heard him moan quietly, and felt the air around them shift as he approached her.
He wanted it bad, she could tell, and she bit her lip again as she felt him grip one of her hips, the other hand rubbing his cock up and down along her pussy. She kept her legs together to make it tighter for him, and she knew he was staring hungrily at the diamond-shaped gap where her thighs met her ass. “Maybe… uh… maybe just the tip,” he said in a husky voice as he pushed gently into her. She moaned at the penetration – even just that first inch was enough to stretch her, and she heard him grunt in ecstasy as her walls squeezed around his tip. “Wow… Mia… Mia, I shouldn’t. More would be lovely, but… I just – this is… something you do when you’re married – oh, my God, *fuck, ohh!*”
Mia had interrupted him by pushing her back against him, sliding every wide inch of his cock into her at once. She didn’t stop there – both of his hands flew to hold her by the hips as she began to fuck him from right where she was. He was hunched over her now, gasping and moaning as she moved her hips back and forth against him. Even as she took control, she was already a moaning mess. His cock filled her more than any of her toys, so thick that she was sure she could feel every vein pressing against her inner walls. His inexperienced hips began to stutter into a rhythm to match hers, and though it was sloppy and overeager, it was delicious.
“Feels good…” he muttered, suddenly holding her tighter and pounding harder into her. “Feels so good.”
He had lost all control, his precious Christian values completely corrupted by the need to cum inside his first ever tight, wet cunt. Mia could only lay there with her back arched and moan and gasp as he thrusted in and out of her, his movements like a rough jackhammer. He suddenly had no care for her, and she loved it. This was what she had needed. His hard cock bumped her g-spot with every inward thrust before slamming right into her cervix, and though she knew it was physically impossible, she worried he would breach her womb. Her hair fell into her face as she bit down hard on a mouthful of his freshly-cleaned bedsheets to muffle her screams. She was surprised to feel her own orgasm drawing closer so soon, but she welcomed it. She had known he wouldn’t last long anyway.
The first one washed over her a moment before he finished. She buried her face in the bedsheets, her body feeling like it was sparkling all over as her pussy clenched around Josh’s dick. Her loud, muffled moan was drowned out by the sound of their skin slapping together, her thick ass bouncing against his stomach as he fucked her with all the desperation he’d built up over the years of abstinence. His cock twitched, and she was so stretched out that she could feel it swell a bit before it suddenly burst. He groaned like an animal in the throes of mating season as he pushed hard into her wet pussy, and she screamed as she felt him shooting thick, warm jets of cum into her hole, the sensation alone causing another orgasm to follow right behind her first. She screamed into the sheets, her hands gripping them tight as he fucked her through their shared climax.
He was breathing hard, his chest heaving against her back. She finally lifted her face from the bedsheets, her curly hair tangled and dangling in her eyes. She moaned as he pulled out of her, turning around to look at him. For a second, she thought he might be disgusted with himself, but the look quickly faded into shocked ecstasy. “So?” Mia asked softly, just as breathless as he was. “How was it?”
“Wow…” Josh looked dazed, his shirt ruffled and his pants still hanging low. His cock was barely any smaller, and he looked down at it as if he were thinking. “That was… amazing… this is what people wait so long for…” He glanced up at her. “Uh… round two?”
Mia nodded, turning back over onto her belly and laying down, highlighting her diamond even more. As she felt him jerk himself slowly before pushing into her, she delighted in the fact that she had definitely ruined him. He’d be thinking of her every time he banged another girl in the future, and every time he masturbated now. She had fully corrupted him, and it was fucking divine.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zu1h8e/good_christian_boy_day_9_kinkmas_corruption