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Dressed in a soft grey robe, Avril Lavigne looked in the mirror as she applied the last of her black eyeliner. Pouting a little, she was satisfied with how she looked, knowing her man would love the look of her like this. Dolled up, long blonde hair tussled and pulled over her shoulder, a look that begged him to play with her; which is exactly what she intended.
She wanted to repay him for the lustful session they'd enjoyed the previous night, which had all started with him asking her to shave her pussy smoothly for him. Now, she had initially been reluctant to do it, not because she had any issue with it but because she liked the neat, sharp lightning bolt she had shaved instead, pointing down to her clit with her dark pubic hair. He liked it as well, but on this occasion had asked her to shave it smooth, saying it could be a Christmas treat with a smile. Eventually won over, Avril had agreed to it, and then spent a good while in the bathroom shaving her pussy to utter perfection for him, getting every last little hair so she was gorgeously smooth, her soft lips a silken treat.
And he had treated them as such and made her very glad she'd done it, as when she came out of the bathroom and dropped her towel for him to show off, he'd stared at her, taking in every gorgeous feminine curve of her body, and then immediately grabbed her hand and pulled her into the bedroom. With a sexual hunger for her that made the Canadian singer tingle in excitement, he'd thrown her down on the bed and immediately sunk down between her smooth legs, hands pulling over her thighs as he held her firmly and attacked with his tongue. She'd only been able to gasp and arch in sensation and sensitivity as his hot tongue ran over every freshly shaven millimetre of her pussy, igniting the delicate nerve endings as he melted her resistance and set about devouring her, his tongue splitting her smooth lips and delving inside her, tasting her and attacking her clit intently. Within a few seconds she'd been unable to hold her strained, craning position from the bed to watch him and had collapsed onto the sheets, digging her fingernails in as she gave slow, grinding motions of her pelvis to accentuate things until be brought her to a brilliant orgasm that made her buck and push from the bed, legs trembling as he held them.
In the gasping aftermath, she'd reached down to run her fingers through his hair as he just let her cool down with soft kisses over the inside her thighs and onto her tummy, still holding her in place. She thought that would be it, and after a couple of minutes recovering she'd pushed herself up on the bed to look down, only to shudder as his tongue immediately ran across her clit again, so sensitive she'd almost doubled up at the touch, legs bending tightly. In her moment of overwhelmed sensation, he'd suddenly pulled away from her and rolled her onto her stomach, smacked her firmly on the ass and then spread her open with both hands to allow him to press his mouth to her and draw his tongue all the way from her clit, up her newly smooth lips and over her tight back hole, making her clench and shiver in unadulterated pleasure. She loved having her asshole licked, one of her forbidden pleasures, and as his tongue had circled and teased at hers she'd been unable to refuse him, her pussy tingling and wettening once more.
He licked all over her pussy, thrusting his tongue deeply inside, and testingly pressed at her tight anus, feeling her squeeze and pulse at him as he licked. Introducing two fingers, he'd easily slid them inside her silken pussy, working them back and forth in tandem with his licking, until he'd pressed them to her G-spot and stimulated her vigorously with intense probing of his tongue that had brought her to another powerful, shuddering orgasm, her legs drawing around behind him to keep him in place. Gasping in exhausted satisfaction, she'd released him and he'd drawn himself up from behind her, leaning over to put a kiss on her cheek and then another firm smack on her ass as he'd left her to recover. She'd risen a little while after, but her legs had stayed shaky for hours afterwards.
That was yesterday evening, and now it was Christmas eve and she wanted to treat him. He'd had to go out that morning, so she hadn't seen him all day and wanted to surprise him when he came home, having been unable to treat him when they'd woken up. Hearing his key in the door, she gave herself one last check as he let himself in, checking her pockets and picking up her Santa hat as she left the bedroom.
"Hey baby," she smiled, heart surging a little, just waiting before putting her moves on.
"Hey," he said, casting his gaze down over her soft grey gown, pulled snugly round her gorgeously petite body as she stepped close to him, sliding her arms up around his neck. She drew herself up on her toes to kiss him, straining to reach as he leaned down to lock lips with her, his hands pulling round her back, feeling her lithe body through the thin grey cotton. Holding onto him and kissing hungrily at him, flicking her tongue into his mouth, his arms tightened around her slender body, and with effortless ease he picked her up to his height so they could more hungrily kiss, one of his hands pushing down to squeeze her ass. Pulling away, Avril leant her head back as he continued to kiss softly under her chin.
"I hope you had a good day," she said, giving a little shiver as he kissed her just right to turn her on even more.
"I did, and it's better now," he said with a smile, kissing softly at her jawline. Avril smiled and kissed him again, then pulled away to be let down, which he did.
"It's about to get even better, because I'm going to repay you for yesterday," she said, looking up with a naughty little smile that he knew well as she squeezed his hand and led him into the front room, complete with their Christmas tree. He didn't utter a word, completely on the page of what she meant and more than happy to comply. Turning round in the glow from the tree lights, Avril flicked up her Santa hat with a smile and then reached up to tug it on, settling it into place.