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Summer With Santa

Summer With Santa

by alabasterandin
19 min read
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I spent a whole summer fucking a guy from my hometown after my sophomore year of college. Everyone always called him St. Nick or grandpa because he looked so much like Santa. He didn't pop my cherry, but he was my second and everything I know about sex and fucking, he taught me. He was 63, with an amazing cock. I delivered his lunch and caught him downstairs watching porn with a huge hard on. When he caught me staring he asked if I wanted a little snack. I didn't know what to do, but he started stroking my thighs and talking about how I didn't know how much better it could be with a grown up. I never thought old guys were sexy, he was chubby, big belly, white beard that was too long, but that massive cock and those fingers touching my skin... oh fuck.

I was a goner. He kept talking to me while he slid his fingers under my skirt and rubbed my sweaty panties telling me how sweet my little pussy was and how I was so pretty and he'd been thinking of me while he watched the porn. He told me he wanted to lick whipped cream off my nipples and fuck me at the restaurant, which is why he asked for delivery. He didn't want to sit at my table with his cock growing. This whole time he'd kept up the gentle pressure against my puss, but when he said he wanted me to ride his face, I gave in and opened my legs wide, letting his fingers slide under the fabric and into my crease. His fingers were so thick and rough and huge, but I'd never been more wet. He just laughed and told me he knew I was a good girl and just needed to relax. I've never felt anything like it. I'd just turned into a life-size doll, letting him manipulate me. I didn't know who I was, but I didn't care. All I could think of was that huge, hard cock I'd seen lurching in his shorts. All I could feel were those fingers stroking my softest skin and my most secret hole.

He leaned me over his desk and pulled my skirt up, he tickled my ass with his beard and licked my crack. I was mortified, but he was rubbing my clit, pinching it, asking me if I'd ever had a real orgasm, asking if I touched myself, if I'd ever been this wet. He told me it was okay to scream, he asked if I wanted him to fuck me with his old cock when I got off work. He told me over and over that all he wanted to do was feel me cum. I was burning hot and shivering cold and my clit was so huge and hard between his fingers, then he slid his other hand between my legs and finally, finally, he breached my pussy, sliding two fingers gently into my cunt while he buried his tongue between my cheeks and wiggled it. I've never cum like that in my life. I almost lost consciousness. I almost fell over but he held me up on his fingers and he pinched my button while he rubbed my g-spot from the inside. I didn't scream. I roared. I squirted three big squirts and almost turned inside out while he licked my asshole and laughed.

I was so mortified. I was shaking, but he was still going. He told me how hot I was and how he was going to fuck me every day his wife was gone. He told me he was going to eat my pussy for breakfast and feed me cock for dinner. He stood up then and kissed my neck, rubbed his cock against my ass, then he fed me his cummy fingers and told me to taste myself and suck his fingers like I was sucking his cock. His beard was tickling my neck and he started on my clit again, dipping into my cunt to rub my juice on it so it wouldn't be too sensitive. Then he started to kiss me and told me to suck on his tongue. I came again with his tongue in my mouth, his beard smothering my face and my clit jerking all over the place. I squirted again. It was the hottest thing that had ever happened to me.

I came when he wiped my pussy with my panties and pulled my skirt down. I don't know how I went back to work, but I did. I had to stuff napkins between my legs to sop up the juice. He kept my panties. When I left, he was sniffing them and telling me that when I came back after work he was going to show me how real men fuck and he'd be ready for me to return the favor he'd just done me. I was afraid to go back. I was horrified and in a fog all day. I had to serve food to people I knew, people my parents knew and talk to them while I'd just had a tongue in my ass and an almost stranger's fingers in my pussy and mouth. I thought they could smell my cum and I couldn't concentrate. I had to leave the restaurant early and go home. I took a bath, shaved my legs, cleaned up, tried to talk myself out of it, but I kept seeing that huge cock tucked inside his pants and remembering that scratchy beard on my neck and ass.

I got dressed and went back to his house after it started to get dark. I had to park at the post office and walk so no one would see my car. His back door was open and I walked in after knocking. He called out asking if it was his dinner delivery. He called it his silk taco. I couldn't even laugh, my pussy just instantly turned into a faucet. I was soaked before I was all the way down the stairs.

He was waiting for me, the porn was still on, his dick was actually swelling out of the bottom of his shorts. I'd never sucked cock before, but as soon as I saw that perfect, smooth head, my mouth was watering as much as my pussy. He saw me staring at him and just laughed then stood up and walked toward me. He reached out and ran his fingers over my lips, then slid his pointer just inside. I immediately took it all the way down, sliding him back on my tongue. He just gave me that chuckle and started kissing me. It was all tongue-on-tongue, then he weighed my tits in his hands and told me he was going to my baby and suck me dry. We didn't even talk, really. He just stripped me down and stood me in front of him, ran his hands up and down my body and told me how good it was going to be for me and how I'd never forget the summer I learned how to really fuck.

Finally, he pulled me so I was straddling him and my tits were in his face. He sucked my left and then my right, pulled my nipples, twisted them gently, told me how sweet and pink they were, like peony buds. He scraped my nips between his teeth and I was dying. My pussy was hovering over his cock, I wanted it so bad. My pussy felt like it could swallow him whole. I was whimpering and pulling his hair. He had a smooth bald spot and a stringy ponytail, but it was suddenly so hot. He just worshipped my tits while I ran my fingers through his hair and begged him. I just kept saying please, please, please.

"This is dick is too big for you baby girl" He pulled it out of his shorts and stroked my thigh with it. "Your sweet little cunt isn't ready."

It was so ready. But then he asked if I wanted his fingers again and if I needed to cum. He asked me if I could squirt again and if I'd been thinking about him. My response was to suck his finger again, then slide it across my hard, wet nipples, then down to my pussy. He fit one finger into me and teased my clit with his thumb. I came instantly, trembling and crying.

"That's a sweet baby." He said. "Do it again for me. Open your legs wider and stroke your clit while I finger you." He lapped at my nipples and rubbed my g-spot hard while I spread for him. "Cum for me, cum all over this old papaw."

I stroked myself with one hand while I held myself steady on his shoulder. I could barely stand up. My clit was so hard and tight, it almost hurt, but with that finger deep inside me, relentless, my juice running out around him, and the other caressing my nipples and hips, I came twice. I was so wet my cunt was squishing. I squirted a bit, it dripped down my thighs. He licked me off of his fingers, and gave them to me again. I didn't hesitate. I licked myself off of every one of them. I would do whatever he told me to, I would fuck everyone of his friends at once. I would have run down the street naked if he asked. I wanted that cock so bad.

"You're so tight, you need to be stretched. Let me try two fingers." He slid them in again, gently at first, then firmly. I gasped a little. My clit jumped but he didn't stroke it.

Sit on my desk, little girl." He sat me on his desk and leaned me back, his fingers still inside me, my pussy lips wide open around his fingers, which turned easily in my wetness. "Let's try this nice cock."

He pulled his fingers out and slid in a curved glass dildo. It was cold, so cold, and wet. He'd had it in a glass of ice water. I moaned again, and came, my clit was jerking so hard I thought it was going to explode. Then he kissed it. His hot, sexy, Santa Clause lips wrapped around my nub and sucked it hard. Then he attacked it with his tongue, as hard as he could and kept it up. I rode that cum out with his face in my pussy and was worried I was going to break the glass cock. I don't know how long I lasted, but I know when I came to, I was on the floor in front of him. I'd slid off the desk.

"Please." I said again, licking the hard bulge of his belly. "Please let me...fuck me. Please. I need it inside me." My fingers brushed the hot pink of his cockhead. I was salivating. "Let me taste you."

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I watched his pole twitch and he grunted as my wet breath caressed it.

He helped me up and walked me to the couch, kicking off his shorts. Revealing his massive cock so hard and smooth and straight. He sat back and spread his legs then put me back on the floor, on my knees between his. Cupping my face, stroking my jaw and cheeks. His fingers dug deep into either side of my neck and massaged up and down my throat.

"Tonight, you're just going to taste it and touch it, baby. Just taste and touch, like it's ice cream. Like it's the best ice cream you've ever had." Fingertips on my lips, dipping between my lip and teeth.

His hand slid over his cock, up and down. He took my hand and guided me. I almost wept. So big. Girthy. The biggest I'd ever seen. The head begged to be sucked. To be worshipped. A perfect mushroom dripping clear fluid, pink and red on a stalk I couldn't completely encircle with my fingers.

He jerked when I tried. And growled deep as I examined him with naked hunger, my fingertips running up and down his pulsing shaft.

"You like what you see? How much I want you, sexy girl. I knew what you needed the first time I saw you. You need to let someone take care of you and teach you. It's going to be so good for you, baby. I promise."

A pack of lube appeared from behind a cushion. Banana. He laughed as he smoothed over himself. "Taste this old grandpa. Play with my cock all you want."

Permission to touch. To feel and taste. I stroked up and down, lifted his balls and felt them so hot and delicate, and knew I wanted them in my mouth. But I waited, I licked around his head at first, letting him feel my teeth on the extended rim. Salt and banana. Chemical and natural. He gasped. then ran my tongue over his slit while jacking my hands up and down. I wrapped my lips around him and took him as deep as I could, over and over.

"That's so good, honey. You're so good. I knew you would be. Are you going to taste my cream baby? Are you? Suck me harder, honey. Just a little bit. Take a little more, a little more. That's my girl."

He almost lost it when I slid my hand under his balls and hit that sweet spot just behind. I don't even know how I knew to do it, but he groaned so loud and shoved himself deeper into my mouth, so I kept palming his heavy balls and alternating between licking and squeezing his shaft and sucking his head.

"I'm ready baby. I'm ready." He pulled my mouth off of his head and made me watch him as he jerked himself with my other hand.

He came silently, just sucked in his breath and spasmed, watched himself fountain over our fingers. It wasn't much, just a few spurts. I'd never been that close before. He didn't have to ask, I cleaned his head with my tongue and licked it off his shaft.

He kissed me after, doing that tongue sucking thing that set my pussy on fire.

Sit on my lap, baby, let me have those little buds again. So I straddled his thigh and ran my nails over his scalp while he sucked on my nipples, teased me with his beard, and ran his hands all over me. I've never felt so sexy, so hot, and turned on and satisfied. Then he started teasing my clit.

"Come for me one more time, then go home and think of me. Waiting for you." I rode his thigh while he fingered me and came two more times, begging for him to fuck me.

He sent me home instead. He knew when I was working, he was friends with my boss. So he told me when I was delivering his lunch the next day and walked me to his door. He cupped my throbbing pussy and licked between my cummy fingers, then pinched my nipple. "You don't share my sweetness with anyone else this summer. These sweet little treats are just for me, right sweet girl.

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I nodded and left. It was all I could do.

I couldn't wait to go back after that. When I dropped off his lunch the next day, he was waiting in the kitchen. The first thing he did was open up his clamshell of pie and scoop some of the whipped cream off. He smeared it on his lips and asked me to suck it off. I couldn't keep my hands off of him, which was just weird. I ran my hands up his belly and slurped on his lips, sucked them into my mouth and let him slide his tongue all over mine while I reached for that amazing dick. He didn't even ask me, I just immediately got on my knees, right in the middle of the kitchen and shoved him back against the stove. I stripped his shorts down, running my nails up and down his legs, watching that hot pink pole stretch to meet me. I took his shaft and rubbed his head over my lips like lipstick, kissed it, pulled it in just slightly, getting used to it again. He cupped my face and laughed."

Do you want something warm and salty in your belly, baby? have you been thinking of me?"

My answer was to nod, his big cock smearing across my cheeks as I licked up one side and down the other. I'd always thought sucking dick was gross and was never interested, until him. Now I couldn't get enough. I jacked him and sucked his head, licked it like a sucker and took as much as I could into my mouth, slowly, wanting him to feel how much I loved being a cock pig. I went to deep and gagged a little, came up gasping.

He stroked back my hair, "You'll get used to it. By the end of the summer, you'll be able to take all of me. I can't wait to fuck your sweet mouth and shoot straight down your throat." He ran his fingers under my chin. I could feel his cock moving on it's own, "Tomorrow, you're going to come over for breakfast, and when you go work, you're going to have a cream pie in one of those tight little holes. Do you know what that means, baby? Do you know what a cream pie is? Papaw is going to shoot his hot load into your pussy."

He grunted and thrust deeper into my mouth as I nodded, my tongue swirling around his mushroom head as I jerked his cock. He pulled out and tapped my lips with it, then swore as I lapped up a drop of pre-cum. I wanted those balls, I'd been thinking about them since the night before when I'd had them in my palm. I ducked my head and nosed one of them, lifted it up, gave it a squishy kiss, then sucked it into my mouth. He jerked my hair so tight, I thought I hurt him.

"Fuck, baby girl. You're so bad. You like my nuts, play with them." this time it was him leaning back, getting his fat belly out of the way so I could get at his balls better. I alternated lapping his shaft and sucking them while he jerked himself off. I remembered that sweet spot behind them and I found it again, I wanted his cum in my mouth so bad. I fastened my lips behind his ridge and didn't let go. I pressed my sweaty slick fingers against his taint, cupping his balls in the other hand. He lost it. He grabbed his cock and shot his stuff as I sucked. Feeling his dick pulsing in my mouth and tasting his sharp, salty jizz, made my own clit jerk.

I came without even touching myself. or him touching me. It was a little one, but I moaned around him and he spurted again, this time as he pulled out. I've never felt dirtier or hotter with his cum dripping down my chin. He lifted it back between my lips and I licked it from his fingers. I was so gentle with his cock then. I kissed his balls again and lifted his soft piece up, cleaning it with my tongue as he stroked my face and told me how sweet and special I was to want to play with an old man. When I got up, he turned me around over the stove and raised my skirt, like he had the day before. This time though, when he dipped his finger into my dripping hole, he brought it back up my ass crack, dragging my juice to my asshole. I jumped as he pushed gently, but he held me down and just gave me a tickle.

"You're going to give me this hole too, baby." He slid his fingers back down and I opened my legs to give him all access. Two fingers squelched into my vagina and pressed into my g-spot. I squirted immediately and bit my lip to keep from screaming. He hadn't even touched my clit. "I have so many surprises for you."

He gently stroked up and down my ass cheek. "You're too special for me to keep a secret." His thumb was on my asshole, just right on it, pressing firmly, but not into. He bent down and kissed my left cheek, then licked my crack. His fingers were still hooked into my pussy. His tongue pressed against my pucker and lapped.

"Please." I said, lifting my ass up. "Please." He took a long lick, from the top of my ass to my pussy, where my juice was filling his hand. I went up on my toes, ready for whatever he was going to do.

He left his tongue on my asshole, pressing, probing. I was such a whore. I pushed back against him, letting him tongue fuck my dirtiest place while his fingers scissored around my clit and pulled it. My nipples were in agony, erect from stimulation and being pressed against the cold metal of the stove top, and begging for attention from him.

"I'm going to fuck you, sweetheart." He lifted his head from my ass and opened the fridge next to the stove. "My darling little baby girl. Your pussy is too hungry, but not ready for papaw's big cock. He was pressing on my g-spot with two fingers again, and I felt that pressure building.

I knew that everything we were doing was insane for so many reasons, but all I wanted was the orgasm that was right there. I was face down, ass up in a kitchen at 11:30 on a Thursday morning and a man old enough to be my grandfather had his fingers in my snatch and I was begging him. Something cold and hard pressed against my pussy, I didn't think twice. I opened up as wide as I could and let him slide whatever it was into me.

I came again, in shock. It was freezing cold inside me. I was shivering and shaking, pounding on the stovetop as I rode it out. He kept me pinned there. His fingers on my clit, rolling it and pulling it until I was begging for him to stop. When I was done, when I was trembling and sweating, he pressed a towel gently between my legs and turned me around. He forced me to look into his eyes as he kissed me. He owned my mouth, pulling my lips between his teeth, sucking my lips and my tongue, stretching his tongue deeply into me, tasting himself. He stroked my nipples beneath my t-shirt.

"I have a friend coming for dinner." He licked my ear lobe. "I want you to come over after ten and spend the night, bring your work clothes for the next day. My friend is very interested in meeting you." His hand slid between my legs to remove the towel, he couldn't resist sliding his finger back into me.

"Papaw loves this little pussy, baby." His thumb rubbed my aching clit. "And this succulent nub. I want to taste it again. All night long. I want to go to sleep sucking on your nipples and wake up with your lips around my cock. I want to share you with my friend." "Your pussy is warming back up." His finger wiggled deeper into me, making me gasp and moan. It hurt, but felt so good I could barely stand up.

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