
Memories of A Sex-Filled Christmas 


   My husband, Mike, and I had invited our friend Lance over for the evening... a few days before Christmas.  We did so, knowing that his recent breakup with his girlfriend had left him lonely, and a bit frustrated.  

   In jest one time long ago, I had told my husband that I found Lance to be very sexy, and  wouldn't mind bedding him.  Just before Lance arrived, Mike told me that we had to do something to get Lance out of  his doldrums.  My earlier comments about Lance ran through my mind... but I didn't say anything.  I was almost embarrassed at my thoughts.  I think Mike was remembering too. 

   The evening was going pretty well, but evidence of the season all around only reminded Lance that he was "alone" this year.  He seemed relaxed enough, and with a warm fire in the fireplace, and a bit of wine, everyone was in a pretty good mood.  As the evening wore on, the topic turned to sex.  I could feel my pussy dampen as Lance said that his last girlfriend had really enjoyed giving head. 

   Mike immediately told him that I really love giving head, and that often I would wear him out before he had a chance to get into my pussy.  I blushed, looked at Mike and said, "Stop, you're embarrassing me."  Lance just eyed me and smiled.  

   I was sure Lance was imagining me with Mike's cock (or his own cock) in my mouth.  I found myself shyly smiling back toward him.  My dampness was growing, even through my slight blush.  A bit more wine for everyone I thought.  I offered a refill of the wine and went to the kitchen. 

   To my surprise, when I returned to the front room, the lights were out, save for the glow from the fire, and gentle light from the Christmas tree.  Standing by the fire were Lance and Mike... stark naked, and both with nice hard cocks.  "Merry Christmas" they chanted in unison. 

    As I handed them their glasses of wine, they implored me to join them in a clothes-free, mellow relaxation in front of the warm fire.  Setting my own glass down, I grinned as I surveyed their handsome nude bodies in the dim light.  "Well... OK," I said... somewhat reluctantly.  As I started to remove my top, I felt a little uncertain about the situation.

   It didn't take me long to strip off my top and bra, and start on my pants.  The guys helped.  I sat down on the foot stool, letting Mike peel off my pants, panties and socks... and I found myself at eye-level with Lance's massive prick.  I found myself studying his impressive tool as I was thinking about Mike's earlier boast of my oral skills.  

   While Mike pulled the last of my clothes away, I reached out for my wine glass, took a sip, and absent-mindedly extended my other hand to cradle Lance's semi-rigid cock.  It was so near my face as he stood there... it just seemed natural to do so.

   After one big sip of the wine, I set the glass down and glanced toward my husband.  I was remembering his admonition that, "we had to do something to get Lance out of his doldrums."   Without a word I leaned forward and sucked the large, purple head of Lance's cock into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue.  For a moment, I couldn't believe what I was doing! 

   Mike, having removed all of my clothes, and seeing what I was doing... leaned into my crotch as I sat, legs-apart, on the foot stool.  I felt his mouth press to my steaming pussy, and his tongue gently parting my labia.  His tongue and lips felt so good against my hot pussy!  I found my legs spreading further apart.  Lance leaned over me, and his hands began to caress my face, neck and hair.  

   As he moved closer, Lance eased me back against the edge of the couch... allowing me to enjoy the attention of both men.  Never before had I found myself nude in such a sensual situation with two men... at the same time!  I was feeling an unusual "sluttiness" flow through me... and yet, at the same time, a mellow warmth that seemed to bring my entire body alive. 

   Lance's cock was long and thick.  I guessed that it was about eight inches long and several inches around.  My mouth was open as wide as possible, and the head of his cock barely fit.  That didn't keep me from licking and sucking him... enjoying the warmth of him in my mouth, his musky scent, or the throbbing of him.  His balls were hanging low, and I held them in my hands, feeling their heavy weightiness.  Mike's tongue continued to circle my clit, and his lips pulled at it ever so lightly, making me shiver with delight. 

   By then Lance was moving in and out of my mouth, and with my hips moving up and down, I found myself floating higher and higher, waiting for the burst of my first orgasm.  Lance's hands had moved down to my breasts.  He rolled my nipple between his thumb and fingers, just pulling slightly up as he did it.  I moaned around his cock, and that spurred him to move in shorter, but faster strokes. 

   Mike was cupping my ass, and licking my cunt, making me wet his face with my cream... clearly encouraging me on in my ministrations to Lance's cock.  Mike knew all of my sensitive places, and his tongue found most of them.  The first spasms of pleasure washed through my body quickly... and I felt my pussy contracting in delicious, growing levels of fulfillment.  In my orgasmic bliss, I paused, then took Lance's cock as deeply into my mouth as I could, choking just a bit. 

   Lance moaned as he slid out of my mouth, only to moan again when I sucked him back in. Slowly, Mike's tongue was bringing me to another climax, but I wanted to be filled.  I let go of Lance's saliva-coated prick, and told them to switch places.  As they moved, Mike told Lance to fuck my pussy nice and hard.  I spread my legs wide for Lance, and Mike held them open while Lance slid his thick, hard cock inside my grasping pussy. 

   Lance's thick shaft began to expand my cunt, and waves of pleasure were washing over me.  He moved slowly, and his throbbing manhood was driving me crazy already.  Not that Mike's six and a half inches is inadequate, but the thickness of Lance's cock was so different and exciting!  With a push, Lance shoved his last two inches deep into me, making me gasp.  Looking up, I could see Mike sitting just above my face, his balls dangling near my mouth.  I snaked my tongue out and began licking them, as Lance began to fuck my cunt slowly... letting me savor the feeling of his thick tool. 

   The more Lance stroked in and out, the more I wanted Mike's cock in my mouth.  He moved back and obliged, letting me take his cock fully into my mouth.  Mike's cock is perfect for me.  Just big enough that I can take him all the way without choking too much, and also just right to slide up my ass every now and then.  Right then, with a thick cock in my pussy, and Mike's in my mouth, I was enjoying each and every sensation my body gave me... from Lance's balls brushing against my ass cheeks, to Mike's hands squeezing my tits and pinching my nipples. 

   That was a first for me, having two men at the same time... and I was enjoying their 
attention to the fullest.  As I tipped my head back, Mike was sliding deep into my throat, and Lance was picking up his pace, slamming into my hot, wet pussy.  Each stroke brought me closer to a building orgasm.  My own saliva dripping from Mike's cock was wetting my face. 

   They were moving in an alternating rhythm, and it felt like one long cock was inside me, from my cunt to my mouth.  Then it hit!  I began coming in very long wracking waves, arching up against Lance's swelling cock, and simultaneously trying to suck Mike's cum from his balls.  Lance slammed into me, and his cock felt like it had swelled enough to split me in two. 

   Then I felt Lance's pent-up sperm gush into my squeezing, sucking cunt, splattering warmly inside me.  I moaned, only to have my sounds cut off by Mike's prick.  Two more strokes and Mike's cock began spurting his familiar-tasting thick cum into my mouth.  After only two spurts, Mike pulled out and let the rest shoot warmly and wet onto my tits.  The taste of his sperm in my mouth, and the warmth on my tits and in my pussy, left me floating on a very sensuous cloud. 



   We all collapsed onto the floor.  I watched both the men laying by me, sweating and breathing hard.  We all just lay there for a time, not moving, not talking, just enjoying the warm, hazy feelings. 

   The sound of people singing Christmas Carols outside roused me and the guys.  The sounds were coming from down the street, and we talked about it for a while, hearing them move to the house next door.  We all sat up and began dressing.  I found my tits were still very wet from Mike's cum.  Mike reached over and used a hand to massage his juice all over my firm breasts, kissing me while he did it. 

   I finished dressing just in time, hearing the singers approaching our house.  The doorbell rang, and the three of us greeted them, listening to their not-quite-perfect voices blend into a pleasant sound.  After one song, a young girl asked if we'd like to join them.  Nods came all around.  Grabbing heavy coats and gloves, we joined them, intending to stop at the end of the block. 

   Each house that displayed lights was approached, and a song sung.  Everyone seemed to appreciate the special flavor and joy.  Some offered hot chocolate, tea or coffee, or a snack or two.  I found myself around the corner on the street behind ours, still enjoying our time outside. 

   By that point, I'd gotten over the slight feeling of embarrassment at the thought that someone might be able to see Mike's sperm covering my tits.  And the last of Lance's cum had dampened my pants several houses back.  But my own internal fires weren't yet quelled, and I felt warm from my own heat. 

   At one of the houses, a young lady joined the group, and she was sharing a song-book with Lance.  Small and attractive, especially in the cheerful holiday lights, it seemed that Lance was enjoying caroling even more than before. 

   Before I knew it, we'd moved all around the block, and were within easy walking distance back to our house.  I was about to suggest that we call it a night, when the young lady next to Lance said her feet were freezing from a small leak in her boots.  I offered the warmth of our fireplace, and some wine to chase away the chill, and she agreed.  On the way to the house, she said her name was Shelly, and I introduced Mike and Lance before introducing myself. 



   Her smile was really sexy, and her brown eyes flashed at Lance.  Once inside, I sat Shelly near the fire and let Lance remove her boots, while I poured some red wine for everyone.  Mike went for more firewood, and when I came back, Lance had Shelly barefoot, rubbing her feet to warm them.  Shelly gratefully accepted the wine.  Mike put some more wood on the fire, and the temperature rose steadily as it caught. 

   I said to Shelly, "Let me take your coat and gloves."  The girl slid out of her bulky coat, rubbing her arms through her long-sleeved top.  Her top was a cowl-neck sweater that fit her tightly, showing off her slim figure.  Slim... except for her breasts that jutted out firm and full, with small nubs marking her erect nipples.  I put her coat with the others in the hall closet and returned to the fire.  Lance was cradling Shelly's feet in his lap, gently caressing them while he sat with her near the fire. 

   Talk centered around pleasant things, like warm fires, and cuddling up close during a snowstorm.  It turned out that Shelly had just moved into the neighborhood from out of state, having just taken a new job nearby.  She was single and feeling very lonely until the group had come to her door.  Her long auburn hair was curly, and it shook when she laughed, making her appear very sexy and carefree. 

  The talk continued for a while, and gradually Mike and I withdrew, letting Lance and Shelly discover each other.  We finally said goodnight to them, and left them alone, going to our own bed. 

    It wasn't long before I could hear Shelly's voice, moaning in the front room.  Mike was sleeping next to me, and I could hear Lance and Shelly climbing up to an orgasm. Somewhere along the line, I began to join them, using my own hand.  After my orgasm, I could hear only silence, and the pounding of my pulse in my ears.  I slipped out of bed, naked... since my nightclothes had been a nuisance during my self-indulgence, and went to the door to close it fully. 

   Just as I reached for the door, Shelly opened it, and was startled by my presence.  She gasped when she saw me nude in front of her.  Shelly, too, was naked.  Her slim figure, with her firm, large-nippled breasts, flat stomach, and lean thighs seemed incredibly erotic. She began to back out of the room, and I followed her into the dimly-lit hallway. 

  I asked her if she was looking for the bathroom.  As she tried to cover herself, she nodded, apologizing for walking in on me.  "Oh, never mind that," I said, as I took her by the hand and led her into the bathroom.  "And there's no need to cover up... especially with a beautiful figure like yours." 

  Inside the bathroom, with the door closed and the light on, Shelly was even lovelier than she had appeared.  "Um, thanks," she said, looking over my naked body.  She sat on the toilet, relieving herself after her obvious sex with Lance. 

   "Well, was Lance any good?" I asked her impishly, already knowing the answer from earlier in the evening.  "I've always fantasized about him," I added truthfully. 

  "He was very good," Shelly said with a smile.  "And he's nice and thick too.  Just what I needed."  She added a wink at the end of her sentence. 

   "Yes, I've seen him in tight jeans.  Prime beef," I chuckled. 

   "I'm just glad you aren't mad about us getting carried away in your house," Shelly added... finishing and standing up. 

   "Oh, no way," I said.  "I could see sparks between you two when we were outside." 

    Shelly smiled.  "Can you always see sparks between people?" she asked. 

   "Only sometimes," I replied. 

     Shelly moved closer to me.  "What about now?"  Her hand rose and lightly caressed my breast, her fingers teasing my nipple.  I had never had another woman touch me like that before.  I felt my pussy make an instant response, and my nipple stiffened.  I had to admit to myself... these female-induced erotic feelings were good.

     She was shorter than me.  In spite of my earlier hesitation, I stepped toward her, my hands reaching for her tiny waist.  Her nipples brushed under my breasts, sending an electric spark down to my clit. 

    Our lips met.  Sighing, I parted my lips, searching and finding her tongue.  Both of her hands slid up and cupped my breasts.  Her fingers were working magic on my hard nipples.  I cupped her ass and pulled her to me, feeling her soft warm skin press against mine.  Her hands explored me.  My pussy was flowing freely as my excitement grew.  Shelly kissed one nipple, then the other, sliding down my front with small quick kisses on my hot flesh. 

   Her tongue found my clit, making me shake at her contact.  Her hands kneaded my cheeks while she probed my pussy with her hot tongue, making me weak with desire.  She slowly rose up, kissing her way back to my mouth, and then took my hand and led me back to the fireplace.  

    Lance was laying on his back, dozing near the fire.  Shelly lay down, spreading her legs wide, and then rolling onto her side to suck Lance's cock.  I bent down, sucking her pussy, tasting her sweet creamy juice.  Shelly was clearly excited by my tongue, and she sucked on Lance eagerly.  I felt a hand on my ass, then fingers sliding into my sopping pussy.  Lance was fingering my clit too, while Shelly ate his huge cock. 

   Shelly sucked incredibly well, taking most of Lance's huge cock into her mouth and throat.  Lance was sighing often, his hips moving sensuously each time 

   Shelly literally gulped him.  Her pussy was flowing like a river.  Her juice soaked my face.  I found myself lapping up as much as I could.  Thick white cream leaked from her entrance, and I sucked it from her.  The juices near her clit were sweeter, and I vibrated her hard clit with my tongue.  Shelly moaned, and thrust her pelvis against my mouth.  I could feel her cunt spasming, and her whole body shook.  Lance's fingers in my own dripping cunt were making me incredibly hot.  Shelly came again, this time crying out and shaking even more. 

   We were about to try for one more when I felt something hard sliding into my cunt from behind. 

   I gasped as I realized that it was Mike's cock plunging straight and fast into my sopping cunt... stopping only when his hips rammed my ass.  I moaned into Shelly's cunt, and looked up at her.  Shelly was pumping Lance's cock with her hand, and she was watching Mike fuck me from behind.  I started to come, and Mike's pace was perfect for it.  He slammed into me time and again.  Even Shelly's pumping of Lance seemed to be in time with Mike's cock.  I came, feeling my pussy trying to milk every drop out of Mike's cock.  His repeated thrusts kept me moving from one orgasm to another.  




   Just as I looked up, Shelly pressed her lips to Lance's cock, and his sperm gushed out in thick white streams.  Some streaked Shelly's lips and cheeks, and even more splashed against her tongue.  She was licking his spurting cock, and she seemed to be enjoying it on her face as well as in her mouth. 

   The sight of her lapping Lance's sperm up, made me come all over again, and I could feel Mike beginning to swell, ready to come too.  Shelly sat up and looked at me, then leaned over and kissed me.  Her soaking wet lips met mine, and her sperm-covered tongue probed my mouth.  I shook uncontrollably in orgasm... tasting Lance's cum and feeling Mike spurting his hot cum deep into my cunt.  Shelly's hands were kneading and pulling my tits, taking me over the edge... making me shudder in pleasure.  

   Just as Mike stopped, keeping his cock deep inside me, Shelly slid down underneath me, sliding all the way down to my still throbbing clit.  Just her warm breath on my clit set me off again.  She waited for me to calm down.  Shelly gently slid Mike's cock from my pussy.  Then she pulled me down so that I sat with my cunt over her mouth.  Her fast moving tongue lapped and licked Mike's sperm from my pussy.  Even through my own continuing climaxes, I could look down and see Shelly fingering her sopping snatch in front of my face. 



    After everyone had recovered, we all sat naked by the fire, Shelly's face and tits still glistening from my juices and all the sperm.  Shelly was squeezing Lance's semi-hard cock, and he was pinching her nipples.  

Shelly said that she was glad she'd met the three of us, and that in the future, listening to any Christmas Carols was never going to be the same for her.  I am sure that will be true for Mike, Lance and me too! 