Kissmas Wishes (Love In All Seasons 3)

I smile -- grin, really. “You haven’t even seen all of me yet, Everett, just wait till you see my pussy.”

Everett drops his head back, laughing again. He drops to his knees and pulls my jeans all the way down, helps me step out of them.

And then I’m in nothing but my underwear and red wool socks.

He looks up at me, a smirk on his face, those bright blue eyes meeting mine. “In all this red you look like a Christmas bow.” Everett runs his hands over my ass.

“You like red bows?”

“Only if I can untie them. “

“Let me help.” I unclasp my bra, toss it aside. My hard nipples and big tits are presents for him.

“Oh, fuck, woman, you are insane.” He presses his lips to my tummy. His fingers on either side of my waist tugging down the waistband of my panties. His breath is hot and my pussy responds. I’m so wet for him.

“Don’t tease me.” I laugh as his mouth presses hard against my mound, kissing me through the lace. Oh, god, I could get used to this.

“No teasing,” he promises. “I want to stay on Santa’s good list.

“You believe in Santa Claus?”

“Hell yeah, I believe in Santa. I have a feeling with you around, I’d be a fool to say otherwise,” Everett says, with his chin raised so our eyes meet.

I run my hands through his hair, ruffling the dark strands as his beard rubs against my thighs.

I think of the memes I’ve seen on Facebook about bearded men belonging between a woman’s legs, and I can’t help but let a laugh escape at this being my real-life actuality.

“Does that tickle?” he asks.

“More. I want more, Everett.”

Everett pulls off my panties, his hand cupping my bare ass, my fingers itching to touch him, to touch his cock. He’s still taking his time with me. His mouth is hot against my pussy and he runs a finger between my legs, over my ass, his fingers finding my most tender parts. His tongue runs over my pussy, tasting my wetness.

“I like knowing how ready you are,” he tells me. “I’m ready too.”

I looked down and see the outline of his hard cock in his jeans. But then his face is against my pussy again, his tongue licking me, tasting my release.

My eyes close and I move my hips ever so slightly, leaning into this intimacy with him.

“I need you on your back,” he tells me. “I need your legs spread, and to make your pussy mine.”

He stands, picking me up, in a way no man ever has before and carries me out of the living room.

I let this man unwrap me and now I’ll let him go down my chimney.Chapter SixEvie’s on her back. Her blonde hair framing her face, her lips swollen from our kiss. And her pussy is swollen too. Aching, wanting. I pull off my flannel shirt, and her eyes widen and she takes me in.

Tattoos cross my chest, sleeves on both arms. Her eyes run over me, and I know she likes what she sees because she licks her lips and lets out the slightest moan.

She wants me as much as I want her.

I spread her legs, and press my face against her pussy, she is so fucking wet. My cock so hard for her.

I lick her creamy goodness, my tongue circling her clit in tight movements that cause her knees to tremble, her thighs to shake. I lick her pretty little pussy up and down until her sweet release covers my face. I love making her wetter than fuck; I want her to cum all over me.

And then I’m gonna cum in her.

“Oh my God, Everett,” Evie moans. “Oh yes, yes, yes.” She writhes beneath me as the orgasm rolls over her. She’s breathless and panting and dripping wet.

She’s fucking gorgeous, that’s what she is.

And tonight, she is mine.

I sit up on the bed, my hands cupping her breasts, which are huge globes of perfection. Round tits made for sucking and titty fucking. Tits that were made for me.

“Everett,” she moans, propping herself up on the pillows. “I need to see you. All of you.”

Her hands reach for my jeans.

“Eager, are we?”

“Very,” she purrs.

I shake my head and get off the bed, not wanting to make this angel wait. Unbuttoning my jeans, and sliding off my boxers, my cock is hard and at attention.

“Oh, Everett.”

I turn and see Evie has covered her mouth.

“What’s wrong?” I ask, stroking my shaft, getting back on the bed, next to my already unwrapped present, a present I have already devoured once.

“Nothing is wrong... it’s just you’re really... big.” She moves her hand and I see a big smile spread across her rosy cheeks.

I love that my huge cock unnerves her, and now it’s going to destroy her for any other man.