It's that time of the year again, when cold weather sinks in, and people start that old tradition of Christmas shopping. So many people stress out, not knowing what to buy, or who to buy for. And the fact that we are programmed that it is better to give, only adds to the stress. But not me, I enjoy giving, and even though I'm a college student on a tight budget, I do very well.
It seems that each year there is someone else I have to add to my list, so I inevitably have to start out earlier and earlier. My first stop this year will be my uncle Frank.
Uncle Frank owns a bar down on Third Avenue, and since it is a Tuesday afternoon, it should be fairly slow.
"Hi uncle Frank!" I shouted as I burst into the bar.
"Well, well, if it isn't my little lost niece! How are you?" He beamed at me as he looked me up and down. "Come on into my office, Billy, keep an eye on the place!" Billy wouldn't have much to do with only one customer in the joint, and he was a regular.
I stood there as my uncle took a seat behind his desk. His smile was ear to ear.
"You look terrific! I can't believe your a grown woman! How's college treating you?"
"Thanks, school is fine, in fact I'll have my degree this spring!"
"Wow!" I think that 'wow' was supposed to be for my accomplishments in school, but I think it was more towards the way I was dressed. I had on a Santa suit. Well sort of, I had a big red Santa hat on, and a short Santa dress with red nylons and red high heels. The dress buttoned up in front with great big black buttons, but I had the top two undone, allowing quite a bit of cleavage showing. I walked around to his side of the desk and sat on the edge right in front of him.
"I can't believe how much you've grown!" he said as he gazed at my ripe body.
"And I can't believe how much you've grown!" I teased as I reached down and squeezed his cock through his pants. "I know it's still a week before Christmas, but I'm here to give you your present!" I whispered as I worked his zipper down. After extracting his cock, I began kissing and licking it. Frank groaned as his cock became rock hard. Frank's wife died a couple of years ago, and he hasn't seen another woman since. He just pours himself into his work, and this release of tension is just what he needs. I could have made him cum in minutes with my talented tongue, but I wanted him to savor the moment, so I took my time. I would suck, and deep throat him, and pump furiously, and when I felt his balls start to contract, I would change my pace, causing him to sigh.
"Boy, you sure know how to tease!" he would moan. After fifteen minutes of oral torture, I felt it was time. I gave him all I had, lashing my tongue back and forth at lightning speeds, pumping with one hand , and tickling his balls with my long fingernails. Soon he was white-knuckling the arms of the chair, and his legs spasmed outward. I could feel the vibration of his cum as it streamed out his balls, and up his throbbing shaft. In a split second, it was filling my mouth. I swallowed quickly as I didn't want to spill any on my outfit.
"My, uncle Frank, have you been saving that all year?" I said after finally swallowing the last of his great emission.
"And I'll save it for another year, if this is what I get to look forward to!" was his response between huffs, as he stood up and tucked himself back in his pants.
I smiled and gave him a hug. ""See ya later uncle Frank, merry Christmas!"
"Merry Christmas Jenny, I love you. Hey say 'hi' to my worthless brother...er I mean your dad!"
"Will do!" I laughed as I headed for my next delivery.
Next on my list was Mr. Allen. He was the biggest influence on me during high school. I also had a crush on him, as he was a hunk. He must have liked me as well, as he often stared at me in class. It could have been because I always wore short dresses and skirts, and always sat in the front row, right across from his desk. Or it might have been because I "unknowingly" spread my legs a little too far apart on occasion, flashing him my panties. I could have seduced him then, but I didn't want to jeopardize his career, being the fact that I was under eighteen at the time. But now I'm all grown up, and it's time to thank him.
It's weird going back to your old high school after a few years, everything is so familiar, and yet it's so different. I checked in at the office as a visitor, and asked if Mr. Allen was still here. Being Friday afternoon, and the last day of school before winter break, most everyone had already left.
"Yes, he's still in his room, 215, down the hall and to the left." Mrs. Brighton said curtly. She didn't remember me, as she was the school nurse and I never had to see her. She was an old maid who needed to get laid. I thanked her and headed out the door.
The halls were deserted, and it was very quiet. I didn't have to look at the numbers on the wall to know where I was, this school has been burned into my memory. I peeked in the little glass window, and could see him in there. I surveyed the room, and knew he was alone. I opened the door, and closed it silently, as he wrote assignments on the chalkboard. He never saw me come in as I slipped into the seat in the front row. My usual seat. I watched as he wrote, noticing he still had no ring on his finger, and he still had a cute butt. As he finished, he turned to sit down at his desk. He caught something red out of the corner of his eye.
"Oh Jesus! You scared the crap out of me!" he laughed.
"Do you remember me?" I said as I sat there with my legs slightly parted.
"How could I forget my favorite student? How have you been, Jenny?" He was talking to my legs at this point.
"I've been great! This is kind of like old times, huh?" I smirked as he continued the examination of my nylon clad thighs.
"Yeah, but if I remember correctly, you used to wear panties when you sat there!" He was noticeably nervous as I fanned my legs back and forth.
"Mr. Allen! You looked up my skirt during class?" I feigned surprise, but with a smile.
"Uh...er...well, it was hard not to, I mean..geez, you were the hottest girl in school!" He started to blush as he spoke.
"Wow, thanks!" I was almost speechless, and felt my own face redden. "Oh, I almost forgot! I'm here to give you your present!" I walked over to the edge of his desk and noticed some of the trinkets his other students had left him. The usual "#1 teacher " crap, and small boxes of candy. I pushed his chair back, and stood between him and his desk. I planted my little butt on his blotter, and lifting my legs, placed my feet on the armrests of his chair. This exposed my shaved pussy to his eyes, only two feet away.
"I...er..I shouldn't..this is wrong!" he moaned, his eyes never leaving my now moist pussy lips. I tucked my feet under the armrests, and pulled him closer.
I could see the hesitation in his eyes. I could also see the hunger. "I'm sorry if I offended you."
I said as I gave him the pouty lip look. "I should probably leave." I unhooked my feet from his chair.
"No! wait...er I'm not sure." Now he looked at me with desperation in his eyes. As I slowly lifted my feet from his chair, I could see what he wanted. I brought my feet up, and placed them on the sides of his head. I'm glad my mom forced me to take ballet when I was younger. Thoughts of plies danced through my head, as I brought my feet back towards me and my knees bent outward. Only difference was this time I had a handsome man between my feet, and soon between my legs. I only had to pull him in halfway, as he dove the rest of the way in. He licked my pussy like no man has ever done. He was gentle and methodical as he worked his way in and around my quivering pussy. His tongue danced around my clit until I almost exploded, then he move away from it. Four times I almost came, but he would stop moments before.
"God, you sure are teasing me!" I panted, my legs now spread wide.
"Just like you teased me throughout school!" was his muffled response.
"But I really wanted you!" I cried as I ran my fingers through his hair.
"And I really wanted you too, but you know how it goes." His tongue was now jabbing at my clit as he snaked a finger deep in my tight slit. I started bucking again, but rather than stop, he sucked my clit into his mouth. I saw stars, and heard a high pitched whine go through my head as I had the most intense orgasm of my life.
After catching my breath, I sat up, and smiled at my teacher. His face was covered in my juices, and he was grinning broadly. I reached over and yanked a tissue from the box on his desk, and started to wipe the glistening moisture away. But instead, I leaned forward and kissed him. Then I slowly licked his face clean, running the tip of my tongue over the curves of his jaws.
"Man, that was the best present I ever got!" he said as he gazed into my eyes.
"But actually, that wasn't even your present!" I said as I hopped off the desk. Still standing between him and his desk, I pushed his chair back about a foot, and knelt down in front of him. With my hands on his knees, I rubbed up and down, until I reached the tent formed by his cock under his zipper. Sliding his zipper down, I reached into his boxers and pulled it out. His cock was perfect, just as I imagined it would be. My mouth was already salivating as lowered my lips down around the head. As I slowly bobbed my head up and down, I could taste his cum as it started oozing slowly out the tip. On one hand, I wanted to make this last, for his pleasure, but on the other hand, I couldn't wait to taste his warm cum.
"This is better than I ever fantasized!" he gasped, as I slurped away.
