Kyle Perry has made it a tradition every year after on Christmas Eve to 'wait for Santa' although in reality, what he was hoping to find was the woman that changed his life: Jasmine Claus. The letter she left him was enough motivation to keep it going for year after year.
At first, it seemed cute when he was a little kid, always waiting for Santa Claus on Christmas Eve, but failing. But as the years went by, he had to come up with better reasons for wanting to stay up late on Christmas Eve by that same fireplace, hoping that some day, some year, she'll come back and visit him.
Every year, however, he never saw her. Not only did he stay up late to try and at least see Santa after all this time, but every time, without fail, right before midnight, Kyle was hit by a sudden urge to sleep. Out like a light. Even when he tried to keep himself awake with energy drinks and sugary snacks, or even sleeping in to make sure he stayed up, he always fell asleep. He was dealing with Santa, after all, maybe something he did always made him doze off.
As expected, when he told everyone his story, which he revised to not offend delicate minds, he was met with two responses: "Aww, how adorable." or "Hah! You still believe in Santa?". It was infuriating to say the least, even his mom insisted that it must have been some yuletide-influenced dream. Granted, he knew his mom was just influenced by magic, so he didn't blame her too much.
Yet, even when the odds were against him, even after the years of not seeing her, Kyle held out hope that somehow, sometime, he would see her again. He held on to that letter and hat after all these years, keeping him motivated to sit and wait for her. The hat still smelled of nutmeg, even after all this time.
In between this time waiting for Mrs. Claus, Kyle had to grow up, he was going through middle school, high school, even college. He was a fairly above average student, when his mind wasn't on hoping to get another chance with Mrs. Claus, he was rocking through mathematics and natural science. He used to think that he wanted to be a scientist, or a microbiologist. But much like most things, that wasn't what happened. Finally, after a few years in college, he got his masters in business administration. Not the most thrilling career, but it made him money.
Of course, he would get with the occasional girlfriend or fuck buddy, experiment with various ladies and lads, but he never gave up hope on the love of his life. He did, however, realize his preference in larger woman and darker-skinned women.
It might also be because of that fateful night that people close to him knew how particularly excited and festive Kyle was during the holidays. Almost to an obnoxious degree. He would sing carols with those that joined, he'd love to decorate the tree, and bake so many Christmas treats.
Soon enough, another Christmas was upon them, and Kyle, now 26 years old, was making himself home in his small townhouse. There was an elaborately-decorated tree in the living room, lights and decorations on the shelves, and of course, a fireplace. Right now, Kyle was in the middle of baking some gingerbread men, humming along to Christmas carols on the radio as he did. Despite living by himself, he still wanted to make sure he had enough cookies for him, and for the big man himself, Santa. Though, he did wonder if he visited houses based on if there were kids there or not. Maybe he checked and left if it was necessary? Regardless, he readied himself for another Christmas Eve.
He checked the clock, it was almost 9PM, 3 hours until the moment of truth. Would this year be another bust? He hoped not, but at the same time, he lowered his expectations.
Setting the cookies out to cool off, he made his way to his bedroom, opening the top drawer. Reaching past the socks, he pulled out a familiar, yet faded purple envelope, inside was the message that helped him continue this yearly tradition of 'waiting for Santa'.
At this point, it wasn't even about the prospect of sex again, he just wanted to know why. Why him of all kids? And why did it take so long? Were there really no other means of them getting together? Every time he thought about getting into a serious relationship, he could only think of her, and how perfect she was in every way. He envied Santa, as ridiculous as that sounded.
He pulled out the message folded inside, reading over it once more. Every time it did, his heart raced in remembrance of that one night. At the very least, if they met again, he could prove to her that he certainly improved in bed.
He reached into the drawer once again, pulling something else out: That same hat that she left all those years ago. Like clockwork, he brought it to his face, inhaling deeply. It still smelled of nutmeg. He put both items back in the drawer, shielded by socks once again.
Kyle made his way over to the couch in front of the TV, turning it on and channel surfing to find whichever Christmas special he wanted to watch. Eventually, he settled on the classic A Christmas Story, which still amused him to this day, despite being quoted and played by his folks during the holidays. He then got up, rushing over to the kitchen to grab some snacks for the movie, and of course a few cookies.
He waited for the popcorn bag to pop, all the while he was glancing at the cookies he just finished baking. Surely they're done cooling by now. He reached over to grab one, stopping when he realized something weird: there were 9 cookies left. He baked 10.
Kyle knew better than to take one before they were done cooling off the hard way. He looked around the counter and floor, wondering if it had been dropped. So far, he couldn't see any evidence of it; he even opened the drawers to make sure.
In the process he noticed something on the counter, leaning against the fruit bowl: a red-colored envelope. That definitely didn't seem right, he knew he put it in the drawer where it belonged. As he reached over to pick it up, however, he noticed something about the envelope: it was unopened!
He felt his heart starting to race as he looked at the front of the envelope. Once again, it read "Sweet Kyle" on the front, just like the one that was supposed to be in his drawer. Frantically he opened up the envelope, pulling out a folded, purple sheet of paper. Just like in the original envelope. He opened it up, expecting the lengthy message before, but instead it only read 4 words:
"Go to the bedroom. <3"
It was signed with a kiss.
His mouth was agape, gasping softly as he quickly made his way to the bedroom, the letter clasped tightly in his hand as he did. There was no way that anyone could have made it inside here without him knowing. It didn't take him long for him to quickly open the door, yanking it open. He dropped the paper he was holding, gaping as he looked inside.
Nutmeg. The first thing he noticed was the smell of it hitting his nose as he looked into the room.
He then took note of the person currently lounging on his bed: tall, dark skin, generously-proportioned, and glimmering white hair.
She took a bite of the cookie in her hand, a smile on her face as she relaxed on the bed, eyeing up the man who just entered.
Kyle was at a loss for words, falling to his knees as he rubbed his eyes, thinking at first it was some kind of trick or something. He never felt more happy to be mistaken. It was her.
"Long time no see, honey~" The deep, sultry voice that embedded into his head spoke, sending chills up his spine as he could feel tears running down his cheeks, a smile on his face as he did.
"It's...It's you. It's really you..." He whimpered softly, almost hysterically as he kneeled in front of her on the bed. He wiped his teary eyes, still smiling as he stood up once more, looking down at the older woman laying in his bed. Although, she wasn't in her Santa outfit anymore, she was donned in a crème-colored sweater of which the hem went down to her thighs. Knowing her, she was probably naked under there. She also wore black stockings over her legs, almost meeting the bottom of the sweater.
"Aww, don't get all sad on me, hon. It's Christmas." She beamed, sitting up on the bed as she finished the cookie in her hand.
"Hope you don't mind." She said, slightly muffled by the treat in her mouth.
"N-Not at all." Kyle chuckled softly, taking in the sight of her, a smile on his face.
He couldn't help it, after all this time, she was here again, the woman of his dreams. He was tempted to pinch himself as he stood there, letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding.
"Mmm! These are so good! Glad to know you learned to bake better after all this time." She remarked, swallowing what was in her mouth.
All this time.
Kyle's smile faded into a line on his face, thinking about all the years that he waited for this moment.
"Why? Why did it take so long?" He asked, not even mad, just confused.
Jasmine's smile began to curve down as well, sitting up on the bed as she turned to him. Of course he would have a bunch of questions for him. After all this time waiting, he deserved an answer.
She patted the spot next to her, "Take a seat, hon. I'll explain everything." She assured, watching as the other popped a squat beside her on the bed, his eyes focused on her.
Jasmine took a deep breath, a hand resting on the other's shoulder as she started to recount.
"Ever since that night all those years ago, I wanted to see you again." She started, making the other blush in surprise.
"But...I was still with Nick, so it wasn't exactly easy to go out and meet you. But every year, I thought about you. A part of me was hoping he would get sick again so I could take over, but he doesn't deserve that."
She started to caress his shoulder slowly, a hum escaping him as she did.
"Why did you do it? Why did you decide to do that with me?" He turned to her, eyes narrowed slightly as he asked with dire in his voice.
"Well...I could tell that you were a special kind of kid." She answered with a chuckle, "It sounds silly, but I could just feel it from the bottom in my heart that you would turn out to be a wonderful man, a very good man." She answered, noticing the blush on his face getting darker as she said that. "Guess I got a little too impatient and wanted to have a go at ya~" She leaned over to peck his cheek, making the other shiver in surprise.
"So...I guess this is only for tonight, huh? Gotta go back to your husband up North?" Kyle sighed, glancing down at the floor.
"Actually, no. I can stay here as long as I want."
His eyes widened in surprise, turning to her, shocked.
"R-Really??" Kyle asked, in disbelief as he felt his heart racing once more.
"Yeah. Nick and I decided to call it quits, and now I'm a free woman. Thankfully he wasn't mad at me or anything, even gave me some of his 'Christmas Magic' to make what you saw earlier possible." She grinned, watching as the other gaped at her, clearly trying to mask his joy.
"I uh...I'm sorry to hear that." He apologized.
"Oh, come on, hon. It's all good. Besides, I think I realized now who my type of guy really is~" She smiled playfully, reaching over to cup his cheek, leaning in to kiss him once more, leaving a smear of red lipstick on him as she did.
Kyle's mind was racing at a million miles an hour. Here she was, the woman of his dreams, on Christmas Eve, and she was single. Not only single, but she was absolutely into him.
"...A-Are you sure? I mean, I don't wanna make you feel like you have to or anything."
Jasmine couldn't help but laugh, leaning against his back now, her chest pressing against it as she slung her arms around his neck.
"There's no one else I would rather be with than you, Sweet Kyle~" She answered lowly, her tongue playfully flicking the lobe of his ear as she did.
This was officially turning into the best Christmas ever.
With every ounce of energy, Kyle quickly turned around, suddenly pinning the large woman down on the bed, making the other gasp as she was suddenly on her back, feeling the young man's chest press against her own. He looked down at her with a hungry, but blissful look on his face, his hard on pressing against her thigh as he leaned closer to her face.
"I've waited for this for so long~" He whispered, looking into her eyes as he said it.
She couldn't help but chuckle, reaching her hands up to rest on his back, "I know you did, baby, and I'm so happy you did~" She praised, rubbing him slowly as she felt him lightly grind against her.
"A day didn't go by where I wouldn't think about you, your beauty, your sweet voice, it drove me wild~"
Her face went redder as she heard that, her heart racing as she kept caressing his body. "I know, honey, and I'm so sorry I had to make you wait." She apologized softly, watching as he pressed his forehead against hers, resting against her.
"'Good boys are patient, and wait.' Wasn't that what you said to me?~"
She couldn't help but start giggling her arms wrapped tightly around the other as she did, her heart skipping a beat as she felt his warm body against her own.
"And you are the best boy I've ever met~" Those words set a fire off in Kyle, even more than what was happening prior.
Suddenly he pressed his lips to hers, kissing her deeply as his chest pressed against her, humming against her flesh as he did. He did his best to restrain himself, but it proved difficult knowing that the woman he waited for for over a decade was here, and was eager to make him feel good. His hands held her shoulders that peeked out from the sweater as he kept kissing her, their tongues playing and circling with each other as they kept kissing, all the while he rutted against her leg.
Jasmine hummed as she kissed back, her hands starting to make their way to his rear, cupping his bottom lightly as she found herself grinding against him as well. She'd been waiting for this moment for a long while, and she was overjoyed that he felt the same way.
She started to slip her hands down into his pants, making the other gasp softly as she groped his surprisingly soft rear. She could also feel his hands start to slide down to her breasts, but then pull back to her shoulders. She couldn't help but admire the boy's patience.
The two soon parted, Kyle being the one to pull away as she stared into the other's eyes. He found himself paralyzed at her stare, admiring the woman's face like a priceless work of art.
"God, you're so beautiful~" He remarked softly, making the older woman chuckle with a blush.
"Why thank you, hon~" She remarked, giving his buttock another squeeze, making him gasp in surprise. "You're looking just as handsome~"
His face went red at her praise, letting out a chuckle, "Th-Thanks. Sorry, it's just...there's so much I've wanted to do with you, I'm trying to think of how to start."
"Well, we got all night, hon. And even longer now~" She leaned up to peck his cheek, leaving some lipstick on there as she did.
Kyle took a deep breath, starting to pull himself off her, getting on his knees in front of her, looking down at her in silent awe.
"...Could you flip over, please?" He asked softly.
"Mmm~ Sure thing~" Jasmine obliged, laying on her stomach now, her ass sticking up as she did. She looked back behind him for an instant, noting the blush on his face before she turned back forward. She could feel her heart racing, unsure what he had planned for her.
Kyle's heart was like a jackhammer, seeing the woman's clothed rear in front of him. His cock was still hard in his shorts, but he didn't dare take it out yet. If there was anything he knew, it was that Jasmine valued a patient boy.
He reached his hands down to the bottom of her sweater, slowly pulling it up her body. He saw her lift her legs up slightly so it wouldn't be crushed. Soon enough, he pulled it up over her plump, ebony rear. If he was a weaker man, he probably would have finished on the spot from the sight alone. The smooth, enticing globes beckoned him, tempting him to do his worst.
She gasped softly as she felt both his hands on her butt, one on each cheek. He started to caress her buttocks, making the woman hum against the bed, a smile on her face. Of course he wanted to play with her ass. Who wouldn't? She relished in the warmth of his soft touch, already feeling herself getting wet from it.
Then she felt something else press against her right buttock. Felt just like a cheek, which she couldn't help but find adorable. She could feel some faint stubble from his cheeks as he nuzzled against her buttock, his humming making herself shiver.
After a few seconds, she felt him pull his face away, hands stopping their caressing, gaining her interest. She then felt them spread her cheeks apart, exposing herself to the man behind her.
"Uh, honey? What are you- AHHH!~" Her head shot back as a moan left her, the warm, wet feeling against her asshole making the older woman jolt in pleasure. She gripped the blanket under her, already finding herself short of breath.
It was way better than what he'd thought it would be. Kyle couldn't help but let out an ecstatic moan after moan as he dove his face between the other's buttocks, her tongue lapping and prodding her backdoor as he did. Her faintly bitter taste did nothing to deter him as he happily ate her ass out. He could swear he tasted a bit of pumpkin pie.
"Fuuuuck~" Jasmine swore, feeling the other's tongue and lips against her backdoor. "D-Deeper, Deeper!" She practically begged, feeling him push his tongue inside her happily, causing the other to cry out in pleasure once more. "Fuck, you really have improved, haven't you?" She looked back at him, mouth agape as she kept gasping softly.
He could only give a thumbs up, his mouth occupied with something more important. It was true that he had built up his 'skills' over the years. If he was honest with himself, it was for this moment. Not that he didn't enjoy the people he was intimate with on their own, but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't hoping she would be back for him to utilize them.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, get in there, baby~" Jasmine kept begging, almost whimpering as she pushed her ass against his face. She could feel him pushing his face back, digging his tongue deeper in the process. She even reached a hand back to start shoving himself deeper. The feeling of his tongue and lips teasing her asshole was driving the woman nuts. In a good way, of course.
Kyle felt ecstatic to know that he was making her feel so good, and that she was begging for him to keep going, which he was more than happy to do! He couldn't help but start grinding against the bed, his erection practically aching as he did.
He cursed his need for oxygen as he parted away from her rear, gasping for breath, a few lines of drool still connecting them as he did. Both of them were gasping for air, Jasmine shuddering slightly as she could feel herself dripping on the sheets.
Jasmine was speechless for a few seconds before looking back at the young man. "Fuck...you really have sharpened those skills, haven't ya?" She asked with a chuckle.
"I did it...all for you~" He returned, leaning over to kiss her buttock playfully with a grin, still gasping softly for breath.
She giggled softly, her face still beet red as she did. "Well, believe me, it was absolutely worth it~" She assured, sitting up on the bed once more.
"But come on, how about we cut to the chase?~" She turned around to face him, reaching down to the bottom of her sweater and pulling it swiftly up over her stomach, chest, and head.
Just as he thought: completely nude.
Kyle's mouth hung agape, both from the workout on his jaw earlier, and the sight of the woman's bare form in front of him once again. He saw this form almost every night since that Christmas all those years ago, ever soft curve and warm mound of flesh making his body shiver in ecstasy. Her heavy breasts sagged against her stomach, her pure, white hair rested on her shoulders, and her plump stomach was out there for him to see.
She smiled at him, happy that she could turn the young man speechless.
"Now it's your turn, dear~" She remarked with a grin, eyes scanning the still-clothed boy.
"Huh? I-I mean, I was trying to be patient so I can-"
"Kyle. You've waited over 20 years for this. You've damn well proven your patience to me. Now get naked already." She practically demanded, seeing how the other froze up at her.
"Y-Yes, ma'am!" Frantically he began pulling off his shirt, exposing his toned, slender chest, making the older woman hum softly at the sight. It was her turn to be patient now as she watched him fumbling to his pants; clearly the young man was excited as she watched him trying to pull them off, then realized they weren't even unbuttoned.
After making sure his pants were loose, he tossed them aside, leaving him in his boxers, his tent more prominent now. He could feel her eyes on his crotch, making him feel even more anxious and eager.
"Weeeell? Am I gonna see it?~" She teased, hands resting on her thighs as she waited for him to finish.
"Y-Yeah." He nodded, looking down at himself as he reached to grab his underwear. He stopped when he felt a hand on his shoulder, prompting him to look over at the older woman.
"Hey. It's okay, honey. I'm not gonna go anywhere anytime soon. We have all the time in the world. Plus, I'm excited for this too, so you don't gotta worry about anything, okay?" She said softly, looking into his eyes as she said that.
He took a deep breath, relaxing himself as he heard her words. His heart slowed down slightly as he exhaled. "Sorry. I just...this is a big deal for me, ya know?"
"Oh, I know. But please, don't try to stress yourself over this. This is supposed to be fun and relaxing."
"But like, you're such an amazing person, and you're so fucking beautiful and hot! It's a bit hard not to feel a little anxious. Honestly, I kinda feel like I don't deserve it..."
Her eyes narrowed at him as her expression changed to a more serious, rigid look. She leaned over, clutching both his shoulders as she looked into his eyes.
"Kyle Perry, you absolutely deserve this." She said firmly, "All your life, you've been a wonderful, kind, sweet, smart, funny, trustworthy guy. I've seen you growing up, and I couldn't be any more proud at what you've become."
A new kind of warmth filled the young man, one that made him feel like the luckiest man in the world, not because he was with a hot older woman, but because he felt like he could say anything to her and want to be with her for the rest of his life. A sense of joy and happiness filled him as a smile was on his face. He was happy, absolutely jovial.
"Okay. Thank you, Mi-er, Jasmine." He corrected himself, now realizing that her previous moniker wasn't appropriate now.
She chuckled softly, "I can still be your 'Mrs. Claus' if you want me to~"
"Maybe another time." He said, "I just want it to be you and me, Jasmine~" He smiled, finally pulling his underwear down, his hardness popping out as he did. He tossed his boxers to the side as he sat on his knees in front of her, his cock throbbing and dripping eagerly.
Her eyes widened and her mouth was agape as she let out an excited sigh. "Holy shit, you really did grow up~" She remarked, unhesitantly wrapping her fingers around it, the tips of which just barely grazing her wrist. "Oh, I definitely hit the jackpot here~" She slowly started to pump it, watching as it throbbed and dripped on her hand. It looked like it was almost 10 inches.
Kyle couldn't help but whimper, gripping the sheets under him tightly as he let her stroke him. "J-Jasmine!~" He cried out, "W-Wait!"
She stopped her stroking, looking up at him before letting go. "Sorry, dear. Got ahead of myself."
"I-It's okay." He assured, taking a breath as he looked over at her. "I'm gonna need you to lie down again. On your back this time~" He said.
"Oh, yes sir~" She obliged, laying on her back, watching as he began to reach over to the nightstand by the bed, pulling out the drawer and reaching for something. A chill went up her spine as she wondered what it could be.
He turned around towards her, holding the bottle of body oil as he scooted closer, his cock bobbing slightly as he did.
"Ooh, whatcha gonna do with that?~" She asked with a grin, watching as he straddled her chest, his cock resting below her breasts. She already had a good idea of what he had planned.
"Something I've wanted to do for years~" He grinned, undoing the top of the bottle and squirting it into his hands, very generously. "This might be a bit cold." He remarked, bringing his hand down between her chest, quickly rubbing it between her breasts, each of them sagged on either side of her.
She let out a gasp, the oil indeed being cool, but nothing that she couldn't get used to. She did used to live in the North Pole after all. She could already feel her nipples getting erect from the coolness between them, making her body shiver in arousal.
Kyle made sure to spread out the body oil evenly across her chest, making sure to lather it. He couldn't help but relish in the noises she made as he did. His cock twitched in excitement, eager for what was to come. Soon enough he was finished, closing the bottle and tossing it on the night stand.
He turned towards her once more, hands reaching to cup each of her dark breasts. He moved himself further up her body, sliding more of his shaft between her tits. Soon, his base was resting right on the bottom of her breasts, his tip resting against her cheek as well.
"Fuck, baby, you've been dying for this, haven't you?~" She licked her lips before giving the tip of his member a quick flick of her tongue.
"You don't even know the half of it~"
He then pushed her breasts against each other, squeezing against his cock as he did, both of them letting out a pleasured moan as he did. He gripped her breasts firmly, keeping them shoved together and swallowing his cock between them. Kyle began thrusting himself between them, the oil helping to increase the friction between them.
Kyle was grunting softly, his member throbbing and dripping as it slid between the other's large breasts, his tip kissing her cheek as he did. It felt even better than it did in the past. Her warm, soft mounds smothered his dick, and he could feel her erect nipples under his hand as he kept her still. His thumbs then started to rub them, eliciting a moan from the woman beneath him.
Jasmine occasionally gave his tip a quick flick of her tongue, listening to how it drove the young man nuts, and tasting his pre in the process. It still tasted just as wonderful, and she wanted more. As she felt his thrusts picking up, she opened her mouth for him, tongue sticking out as she felt the underside of his tip brushing against it. His shrill moans were enough to indicate how much he was enjoying this.
"Oh, fuck~ J-Jasmine~" He grunted, already feeling himself nearing climax, thrusting faster and harder between her breasts, his hold on them getting tighter as he did.
She let out a moan, her own sex dripping as her hot breath grazed his tip, the sound of flesh clapping getting louder and faster. She opened her mouth wide, ready for him to shove himself inside to finish off.
"I-I'm so close!" He warned, grunting and whimpering as he kept thrusting between her tits.
"Come on, baby, give it to me~" She beckoned, eyes closed and mouth opened, ready for him to pump his seed into her.
However, the opposite happened.
Instead, Kyle pulled back from her face, the top of his cock now sliding between her breasts, his tip poking out from the top of her cleavage as he did.
She opened her eyes, looking down to see what he was doing. "Uh, hon, you know if you do that, you'll-"
"Ahhhh!!~" He practically screamed, pushing her breasts tighter around his cock, it shooting rope after warm rope of seed on her chest, some of it even shooting on her face. His body hunched over as he held on to her for dear life, his cock throbbing and aching as it shot load after load on her dark, ebony chest. It felt even more amazing that he thought it would be. His cum began pooling between her cleavage as he shot the last of his load, gasping for breath as he did.
She let out a soft hum feeling his load on her chest. She was hoping he'd be a little less messy, but she couldn't deny that she enjoyed it too. A smile graced her face as she could still feel him throb between her breasts.
"You like that, babe?~" She turned up at him, watching as he was gasping hotly, clearly exhausted.
Kyle nodded, "Fuck yeah I did~" He answered, sweat running down his body as he started to sit up once more. "Sorry about that. I've always wanted to do that." He remarked, starting to pull out from between her tits, still keeping them pressed together.
"No problem, hon. I mean, I'm loving it too~" She chuckled, reaching her hands to replace his and keep her breasts pressed together. She leaned her head down and started to lick up as much of his load as she could.
Kyle got up off the bed, reaching to the night stand once more, opening the drawer and pulling out a hand towel. He held it out to her. "Here. Don't worry, it's clean." He assured, watching as the other took it and began cleaning up what she couldn't reach with her tongue, which wasn't a lot.
"Thank you, hon. How thoughtful~ If I didn't know better, I'd say you were used to this~" She smirked as she finished cleaning her chest up, sitting up on the bed.
Kyle's face flushed red, "W-Well, I mean, I'm sorry if you wanted me hold out for ya." He apologized, rubbing the back of his head.
She let out a hearty laugh, one that made his body heat up, and give him a warm feeling in his chest. It was a laugh he hadn't heard in a long time, and he felt honored to hear it again.
"Don't worry about that, hon. I don't care if you slept with a thousand people since then." She assured, leaning over to cup his cheek, making him freeze up in surprise.
"Besides, I know that I'm the one that got to you first~" She pressed her lips to his, humming for a bit as she kissed him before pulling away.
Kyle couldn't help but smile, letting out a happy hum as he did, eyes wide in bliss as he stared up at the older woman.
She chuckled at the sight, "Oh, you're just as cute as the day I met you~" She started kissing all over his face now, red staining them as her lipstick smeared onto him.
"So, whatcha got planned now?" She asked, legs spread as she sat on her knees, womanhood dripping on the bed as she waited patiently.
He had a pensive look on his face, the first thing that came to mind making his face light up even more as he thought about it.
"Well...it's kinda weird." He looked away nervously.
"Weirder than you eating my ass earlier?~" She rest a hand on his shoulder, "Come on, hon. I'm down for - mostly - anything." She quickly added, unsure of what would classify as 'weird' for him.
He hesitated for a second, sitting on his knees in front of her, his cock still hard as he was already thinking about it. Finally, he turned to face her again, hoping she would agree.
"I was thinking maybe I could...put my face in...your armpit?" He looked up at her worriedly, unsure if he just ruined it or not.
Her cheeks went dark red as she heard that. She was relieved that it wasn't anything too crazy, but at the same time, she certainly never had any experience with that before. She had definitely heard of the kink, but she wasn't expecting him to be one that was into it. Not that she minded.
"...A-Are you sure? I mean, I don't know if you can tell, but I don't really shave that much there." She lifted her left arm for emphasis, showing him her unshaven under arm, white hair decorating it.
His heart skipped a beat as he turned to the hairy pit, turning back to her. "That's just the way I like it~" He exhaled with a chuckle, "And I mean, of course I'll still make you feel good in the meantime. I just...wanted to always do this."
She couldn't possibly say no to that face, and who knows, maybe she'll be into it too.
"...Alright, hon. But I mean, I can't promise it's gonna be the best smelling." She sighed softly.
Kyle smiled, beyond relieved that she was accepting of this. "Thank you so much!" He suddenly hugged her tightly, his face between her slightly sticky breasts before he pulled away, looking up with a grin.
She couldn't help but smile down at him, "Of course, honey. Just tell me what to do."
He moved back a bit, getting a full view of her. His heart skipped a beat, still in disbelief that this was really happening, and yet it was.
After realizing how long he was staring, he cleared his throat to bring him out of it. "O-Okay, so uh. Just...put your hands behind your head and uh, lift your arms up." He advised, watching as the other did just that, her pits on display now, white hair decorating them as she sat on the bed, her cheeks red as she waited for him now.
"Okay, now what?"
"J-Just stay like that." Kyle instructed, crawling closer to her side, staring at her underarm. He knew how strange it was to be fascinated by it, but yet he found himself staring at the unshaven surface, his nostrils flared and his cock hard as he slowly began to bring his face closer. He could already smell her, the slightly sour scent only drawing him closer, until finally his nose was being tickled by the white hairs, making him hum blissfully as he inhaled deeply against her, his nose making contact with the slightly moist surface.
Jasmine hummed softly, feeling him press his face against her underarm, a dark blush on her cheeks as she felt just how much he was enjoying the strange contact. She bit her lip as she could feel him rub his nose against the sensitive flesh, making her shiver as she felt his hot breath against her.
"A-Are you enjoying- HAAH!~" She suddenly cried out, looking down to see that he was rubbing her wet cunt, his fingers prodding her lower lips.
"I told you I would make you feel good too~" He pulled his face away from her briefly, still rubbing her off before returning to smothering his face against her pit.
Jasmine bit her lip, muffling her moans as he felt the other's finger against her wet sex, rubbing and teasing them against her. Her hips occasionally bucked against him, letting out a gasp as she did.
The smell was intoxicating to him, the combination of nutmeg and the salty smell of the day on her, it was hard for Kyle to pull away. He was practically huffing against her, grinding his hard member against her hip as he did. All the while his fingers were getting soaked in her excitement. It was absolutely heavenly.
"K-Kyle, love. Could you please, maybe- AHH!" She jolted, suddenly feeling his warm tongue against her underarm, sending a shiver up her back in surprise. At the same time, he finally began thrusting his fingers inside her, making the woman cry out again, in pleasure.
The combination of his index and middle fingers inside her, and his mouth lapping at her underarm made the woman shiver and shake. It felt so weird, yet so amazing. She had a feeling that this would be a frequent trend, but she didn't care. She just cared about getting off and making him feel good, and if this did it for him, then she was happy to help.
If her scent was tantalizing, then her taste was absolutely addictive. The salty taste of sweat, combined with the hairy texture made Kyle go crazy, humming as he kept lapping against her. His free hand kept a hold on her other shoulder, pulling his face deeper against his flesh. His busy hand kept thrusting his fingers deeper and deeper into her, picking up the pace as he heard her moaning, going at a steady tempo. He wanted her to feel a little good at least while he was being weird.
"Ffffuck!~" She moaned out, starting to set her right arm down, getting a feeling he would be focusing on her left one for a while. She set her now free hand on top of his, urging him to shove his fingers deeper.
"M-More~"
He happily obliged, adding his ring finger as he kept slamming his digits down to the knuckles inside her, prompting her to scream louder in pleasure. His face never left her underarm, inhaling her slight musk as his tongue ceaselessly hammered against her.
"Ahhh! Kyle! I'm so close!!~" She warned, head shot back and her arm aching slightly from being held up for so long. She could feel his fingers curl, right up against her g-spot, making her moan and scream until finally she hit the wall as she came.
Her raised arm went slack, laying on top of Kyle's head as she came around his fingers, soaking them even more with her climax. She hunched over slightly, unable to sit up anymore.
He pulled his face away from her, gasping softly as he got some fresh air, his face covered in drool, and a few white hairs. He looked down at her crotch, slowly pulling his fingers out of her with a grin, hearing her whimper from it. He brought them to his lips, licking them clean with a moan.
Jasmine lifted her head up from between her breasts, gasping softly as she turned to him, watching him lick his wet fingers clean. "Shit, hon. Glad I waited for you to hone your skills~" She chuckled.
He smirked, starting to lean close to kiss her.
"Uh-Uh." She held a hand up between their faces, making him hum in confusion before stopping.
"Sorry hon, but that face has been in my ass and in my pits. Until you clean it up and swish some mouth wash, I'm not gonna kiss ya."
He let out a low hum, "Gimme a minute, won't take long. Then we can get to the main event~" He assured, hopping off the bed and heading to the adjacent bathroom.
The Main Event. She's been waiting for a long time for that, a smile on her face as she waited patiently on the bed for him. She could hear water rushing from the other room, afterward accompanied by almost a minute of swishing mouthwash. She had to admire his meticulousness at least.
"Alright, back!" He said excitedly, making his way to the bed, a slight swagger in his step as he made his way in front of her on the bed, his erection bouncing. His heart raced as he started to climb on top of her, both of them giggling excitedly.
"Wait, I think I need a little pick-me-up~" He said, looking into the other's face, seeing her cock a brow in confusion. Kyle then leaned his head down to her left breast, taking her nipple in his mouth before suckling it, tongue quickly going to town on it as well. God, he hoped that this still worked.
Jasmine let out a pleasured gasp, feeling the jump in skill from when he weakly suckled her when he was younger. She gripped the sheet, feeling him swiftly and quickly suckle and lap at her nipple, making her buck into the air, feeling his shaft against her sex. Both of them were ready for this, and yet he felt the need to stall.
Lucky for him, it didn't take as long for her to start leaking. As soon as he tasted the cool, sweet liquid, he began suckling her teat softly, wanting every drop down his throat. It was thanks to this that he couldn't drink eggnog without getting a hard on, which was especially awkward when he was with family. Of course, all the store-bought eggnog paled in comparison to the real thing.
Regardless, he could feel the sweet drink flowing from her nipple, guzzling it down with a moan, all the while he ground against her thigh, which only made the stalling even more torturous for her.
"Baby, I-I love the way you love my body, but could you please hurry it up? I'm getting blue-balled here." She said through gritted teeth, a few gasps and whimpers leaving her as she felt his lips on her breast, the other one starting to leak as well.
Kyle couldn't help but chuckle against her, feeling a bit powerful knowing that she was begging for him. But, he was never the kind to leave a lady waiting, so after a few more seconds of 'pick-me-up', he pulled away from with a relieved sigh.
"Nothing beats the original~" He said, sitting up on his knees in front of her.
"Thank you, hon. Now do you think maybe you can get to the main event?" She practically begged, reaching down to spread her cunt for him.
He looked down at her, his hardness resting against her thigh, another thought going through his head, a grin spreading across his face.
"How flexible are you?"
"Heh, why? Got a certain pose you wanna do for this?~" She read him like a book.
"Oh, definitely~" He answered, hands resting on her thighs. "Just put your legs back. If you can, I mean."
She obliged eagerly, a chuckle escaping her as she indeed held her legs back, her parallel to her head as she laid down, her pussy exposed and prime for pounding.
He bit her lip at the sight before him, his cock throbbing and dripping as he began to line himself up with her, leaning his chest towards hers. His legs spread, his inner thighs resting on her outer ones as he rest his forehead against her's.
"Oh fuck, I love you~" The words sounded so right coming out of him as he looked into her eyes.
They also felt right to hear, Jasmine's heart skipping a beat as she looked back into his eyes.
"I love you too, baby~"
She then leaned up to press her lips to his, just in time for him to slam his entire member inside her.
Both of them broke away from the kiss, a roar of pleasure erupting from them as they became one.
"Fucking do it, baby. Absolutely destroy me!~" Jasmine begged, reaching her hands up to grab his shoulders, nails already digging into him as she did.
Not a second later, Kyle yanked back and began slamming into her against the bed, grunting and moaning as he did. It was no wonder this position was so hyped up, it felt amazing to pound into her, making the bed creak underneath them as he did. He didn't even mind her nails digging into his flesh, the sting only heightening his ecstasy as he felt her hot tightness squeeze him over and over.
All Jasmine could do it moan, feeling the thick cock pound into her over and over, deeper and deeper. She held onto the other for dear life, not having felt pleasure like this in a very long time. No, at all.
This was what she was waiting for for years, someone that would make her feel good, make her feel loved, make her feel like the woman she was. It sent butterflies in her stomach as she watched how eager the other was to pleasure her. He practically worshiped her, and she had to be honest, it felt damn good.
"Haaaah! Jasmine! You feel so good!~" He cried out, thrusting himself over and over inside her, his hands caging her to the bed as his body pressed against hers. His forehead rested against hers, eyes half-lidded in pleasure as he stared down at her. She looked positively heavenly, pleasure on her face as he kept slamming into her. This was her. This was the woman of his dreams. The one that would make him the happiest man in the world. 'Nick' was totally missing out here.
He kept thrusting inside her, grunting lowly as he did, sweat running down his body as he kept staring at her. After a few more seconds, he pressed his lips to hers in a smile, kissing the older woman deeply.
Jasmine hummed at the sudden kiss, pulling him closer as she eagerly kissed back. With every thrust he gave her, she could feel herself teetering closer toward a climax that was a long time coming. And she could hardly wait for it.
Neither could Kyle, judging by the sudden pick up in thrusts. The sound of skin slapping filled the room, getting louder and quicker as the two made out.
Their tongues explored each other's mouths, moan after pleasured gasp leaving them as they did, occasionally they would say each other's name, which spiced up their inevitable climax.
Her nails started to rake up his back slowly, holding onto him for dear life as she could feel herself edging closer, her moans becoming more shrill and loud as she did.
He started to white-knuckle the sheets as well, grunting loudly against her as his hips moved on their own.
"G-Gonna!- Ahh!- Jas- Jasmiiiiiine!!~
"Kyle!~ Haaaaah!!~"
Euphoric was putting it mildly. It was as if the heavens aligned and blessed the two of them with the most amazing climax. Over 20 years they both waited for this moment, and was well, well worth it. Kyle felt himself almost tapped out as he unloaded into the other. Never before had Jasmine been shot up to cloud nine so quick, though, she'd say it was more comparable to cloud one million if she had the energy to speak. Tears ran down the other's face as pure joy took hold of them.
As quick as the moment came, however, it unfortunately left just as fast. Both of them collapsed on the bed on top of each other, gasping for air as they painfully came down from their climax. Kyle's legs collapsed under him and he was laying sprawled across Jasmine, basking in the soft, sweaty warmth of her form. Blindly, he reached for her arm, once he found it he quickly went for her hand, pulling it from his back and holding it, lightly caressing it with his thumb as they laid there.
She opened her eyes, looking down at the young man resting against her body, a blissful smile on his face as he did, prompting one out of her as well. She pulled her other hand away from his back, sliding it up to his head, lightly petting it as the two laid together. She pressed a kiss to his forehead before reclining back on the bed. She was almost tempted to fall asleep, but she wanted to bask in this moment a little longer.
Her eyes wandered across the room, landing on the digital clock by the bed. 12:25 AM it read. Time sure flies fast when in the throes of passion.
"Merry Christmas~" She greeted the other, feeling him stir slightly under her.
He pulled out of her, his cock limp as he gave her some space to unfold.
"I know I won't need anymore Christmas presents anymore in the future. Cuz I already got the perfect one right here~" He remarked, laying beside her.
She couldn't help but giggle at that, it was corny, but it made her feel happy.
"Oh, stop it. I'm the lucky one." She jabbed playfully, making him giggle now, feeling happier than ever.
"You kidding? Like you couldn't easily get any guy you-"
A rather loud rumbling from his stomach stopped him, his face flushed red in embarrassment as he did.
"...I guess we have been at it for a while." He remarked.
"Hours, love~"
"Well, I'm gonna get a snack real quick." He started to get off the bed.
"And I'm gonna stretch my legs-" She got off the bed as well, followed by the sounds of drops hitting the floor. She looked down to see that his seed was dripping out of her sex. "...After I get cleaned up." She gave him a bemused look, which he returned with a shrug. She began making her way to the bathroom.
"Been saving that for you for a long time." Kyle made his way to the living room, still naked.
He stepped inside, a wide grin on his face as he did. He glanced over at the TV, which had automatically turned off, no doubt from being unused for so long. His pelvis ached slightly, but it absolutely didn't deter him on the best Christmas of his life. Kyle stepped into the kitchen, humming as he did, his intent to grab a few of the cookies he made, take a large gulp of orange juice, and head back to the bedroom.
There was just one dent in his plan, though: There were no cookies.
His arm was reached out to grab one, but he soon realized that there was nothing on the pan. Definitely not how he remembered it.
"Uhhh, Jasmine? How many cookies did you take?"
"One!" She cried out from the bathroom, doing her best to push out as much cum as she could into the toilet, sitting on it. "Why?"
"They're all gone." He answered, his eyes now moving to the counter where the red envelope that he found hours ago laid. Except, it was joined by a green envelope that he didn't notice before.
He reached over to grab it, it was unopened, and it was simply addressed to "Kyle".
As he opened up the envelope, he could hear Jasmine making his way into the kitchen with him. By the time she was beside him, he pulled out the pink-colored paper inside, unfolding it to read what it said.
"Please take care of her.
- Nick"
A shiver ran up his back, glancing at the stove clock, it reading 12:32 AM. It was Christmas Day.
"Aww, well isn't that sweet of him?" Jasmine smiled, touched by the sentiment of her ex.
Kyle, however, couldn't help but feel a tad nervous, not of going against what the letter advised, but that he would have to be a more 'nice' boy every year.
He folded the paper up and stuffed it into the envelope neatly, letting out a breath as he tossed it on the counter.
"Yeah, it sure is." He remarked, looking at the tossed envelope, his eyes glancing at the naked beauty beside him. He happened to notice something else too, something further down his field of vision.
He made his way to the living room, Jasmine following behind curiously.
"Hon? What is it-"
Kyle didn't really expect presents under the tree, he mostly set it up to complete the Christmas look, but there they were: at least 7 presents laid under there.
"...I'm gonna assume these weren't here before?" She asked, turning to him, then back at the tree. She picked one up, looking at the tag, it was addressed to her. From Nick. It was a relatively small box.
Kyle did the same, pulling out a present addressed to him. From Nick again. It was medium-sized, needing both hands to hold it. He also grabbed another box that was nearly the same size, and was from Nick. He turned to her, as if asking for the go-ahead.
"...Well, it is Christmas." She said before quickly unwrapping her box.
Kyle did the same, tossing the paper on the floor, so far it seemed pretty plain. He then pulled the tape off and opened it up. His face went beet red as he saw box after box of condoms inside. Name brand too.
He unwrapped the other box too and opened it, there were six bottles of lube in there. Clearly Santa knew what was up.
"Ohhhh, babe look!"
Kyle turned to Jasmine, who was holding up a box that advertised a portable vibrator.
"You can connect it to an app and can control it! It even goes to music~" She grinned with a chuckle, setting it aside before grabbing a much larger box that was addressed to her.
A smile appeared on his face, watching the look of joy on her face before he turned back to the tree, all the while he could hear the other unwrap her present. He didn't reach for anything for now, just taking in the splendor and bliss of the moment. Here he was, with the perfect woman on Christmas Day. Never before had he felt the spirit of holidays than now.
"Ooooh~ Oh, baaabe~" Jasmine beckoned, prompting the young man to turn toward her.
His eyes widened and his face was red once again as he saw the box she was holding. It showed a woman with a black strap-on toy on her waist, no doubt at least 12 inches. Not that he was intimidated.
"I know what we're getting up to next time~"