Christmas In Texas
Eva Hore 2003

Christmas is usually a stressful time but this Christmas was going to be even harder. My sister had married a great guy called John, who was loaded, and they lived in Texas while we were still living at home in California. Last year she invited our whole family to stay for a few weeks. They lived on a ranch. Had plenty of room so there was no excuse for us not to come. John even paid for the fares.

The problem was that last year, while I was sleeping, he'd snuck into my room and my bed. At first I didn't realise what was going on. We'd had a lot to drink and everyone else was sleeping upstairs.

John is a huge man and if it hadn't been for his fabulous cock I wouldn't be in this predicament now. His hands were all over my breasts and then he was inching up my nightie. I'd broken up with my boyfriend six months earlier and was as horny as hell.

I kept my eyes closed wanting him to think I was half unconscious due to the alcohol but in reality I was wide-awake and desperate for a good fucking. When his rough hand stole down between my legs, I moaned and tried to roll over, you know, move away from him. It was only a half-heartened attempt and he just rolled me back.

His fingers were groping around at my panties and with a quick tug he ripped them right off me. I was thrilled, excited by his forcefulness. In a flash he was down at my snatch, nuzzling in, licking me with the flat of his tongue, lapping at me like no one has ever done before.

My legs tightened about his head and I heard his murmur of approval. Encouraged, I moved my pelvis further to his mouth, squirming with desire, letting him know I was eager to participate.

I was rewarded when his tongue slipped down further and he pulled my legs apart to run his tongue down around my hole. I tensed. No one had ever done that to me before. I heard a chuckle and then he was spreading my cheeks before a finger was pushing in gently.

With one finger gently probing my hole he pushed his thumb around my clit. It was amazing. Then his tongue was flickering over my lips as his thumb continued to rub. I was so hot I was panting loudly though my mouth.
I grabbed at my breasts, pulling at my nipples, tugging them, pinching and squeezing, enjoying the exquisite pain I was producing. I ripped my nightie off over my head and lay there naked as he devoured me.

Then his wet mouth was climbing up my body, kissing my navel, lingering over my breasts before kissing me with such passion I thought I'd faint. I could taste myself on his tongue and his wet mouth was all over my eyes, chin, and neck.

I gasped as I felt his huge knob probing around my pussy. I'd never felt one so hard and thick before. I was dying to see it. I wanted to throw on the light and see him in all his glory.

I grabbed the back of his head; my tongue searching for his as his knob probed my lips. His hand was holding his shaft and he pushed it around my lips, forcing them open, before inching the massive beast inside me.

Then he began to fuck me slowly, in and out, gliding over my g-spot, teasing me by nearly pulling it all the way out only to ram it straight in and then continue with his leisurely pace. I was wild with lust. I was pulling his hair, barely able to draw breath as he nibbled over my neck.

I arched my back wanting him to suck my tits into his mouth but he pulled back to admire me, then licked the nipples with a quick flick of his tongue.

'Fuck me you bastard,' I moaned, the first words I'd spoken since he entered my room.
'With pleasure,' he said and rammed himself fully inside me.

I thought I'd be split in two. The bed shook against the wall and for a second I hoped no one could hear but then passion took over and I punched into his back, his arms and chest.

He laughed as he lifted me by the hips and I straddled him, his cock never leaving my pussy. Now he attacked my breasts and I held his head firmly against me, wanting him to crush me to him.

With his mouth sucking my nipple, his finger was stealing its way towards my hole. I tensed, unsure of what was going to happen. He smothered my breast with kisses before sucking my nipple hard into his mouth as his finger slipped inside me.

It was amazing. I humped into him, trying to get as much of him inside me as possible. My juices were slipping around his cock, oozing out of the sides and I felt an orgasm building up while his finger probed around my hole, before finger fucking me.

I was like a woman possessed, wild, uninhibited, as my juices gushed out of me. I punched him unable to control myself. Sweat was pouring off my face; my body glistened with perspiration. I managed to push him backwards and I disengaged myself from him and flew down to his cock.

It was slimy and wet and as I grasped it in my hand I marvelled that it had even fit inside me it was so thick. I licked crazily at the slit, oozing with precome and ran my tongue up and down the shaft pumping at the same time. I nuzzled at the underside of his knob while fingering myself, loving the feel of wetness between my thighs and over his lap.

I spread his legs and inched my wet finger inside his hole. A rumbling in his chest, a sign of approval spurred me on. His hole was tight and as I inched in further he relaxed enough for me to insert two fingers to probe around.

His knob was so big I had trouble fitting it all in my mouth. It felt as though my lips would split as my tongue licked around. Suddenly he pulled me away from him, turned me around and entered me doggy style. His cock sunk in so deeply it felt as though it was hitting my lungs.

He pummelled me, holding my hips tight against him, my head being thrown around like a rag doll. He was slapping into me, his balls hitting me and I sensed him stiffen before coming deep inside me. Still pumping, shooting high, I too came again and as he slowed the temp down I felt my juices dripping down the inside of my thighs.

He pulled away from me and I collapsed onto the bed. The next thing I knew the door opened and he left without another word. I was disappointed, wanting to relax in the aftermath of such wonderful lovemaking.
I was also shocked by my behaviour. He was my sister's husband after all. The next morning I was embarrassed having to face them. I took forever in the shower trying to avoid them all. Finally I had to come out. He acted as though nothing had happened and if it hadn't been for the swelling between my legs I would have thought I dreamt it.

The rest of the day was a bit of a blur. It was Christmas Eve and he had invited some of his neighbours over to meet the family. Ray and Melissa. They were a married couple who ended up having had too much to drink so they were staying the night, in the room next to mine.

I was disappointed as I'd hoped for a repeat performance.

Later, when all was still, I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. My heart pumped madly in my chest. I knew it must have been him. My pussy throbbed in expectation. I lay there breathing hard, barely able to control myself. I wanted to rip off my night and lay there naked, waiting for him.

Half an hour past. I heard muffled voices. I assumed he must have been helping my sister set out the Christmas presents under the tree. Disappointed I eventually fell into a deep sleep.

I woke to nuzzling at my pussy. A hot tongue was licking my slit, up and down, and a finger was probing my pussy. It took me a second to realise that someone was holding my legs apart and a mouth was also on my breast. What the hell was going on?

I opened my eyes to see John's head at my breast and I could only assume his friend Ray was at my pussy. Part of me was outraged! How dare he bring another man into my bed without asking me first? My outrage quickly turned into a mind-blowing orgasm as I realised how fucking erotic this whole experience was turning out to be.

John's mouth covered mine as I came into Ray's, my pelvis bucking into his wonderful mouth. His tongue was snaking around crazily and I felt faint when his fingers dug deep inside to massage my g-spot.

Then I could feel John being pulled back and I was secretively pleased that Ray was so keen to kiss and fuck me. With my clit throbbing madly and my body alight with passion and fire I couldn't wait to experience it all again tonight.

You can imagine my absolute horror when John stole his way down and the mouth that came to kiss me was Melissa's, Ray's wife's.

Before I had a chance to say anything her mouth was covering mine and with the heady scent of my pussy all over her face I let myself go as John began to fuck me.

Her hands were kneading my breasts while John fucked me like he did yesterday, slow and deliberately. Then he was pulling Melissa away from me and she rose, her gorgeous naked body glistening with sweat.
She kissed him, their tongues lashing out as he pumped into me. My eyes were disbelieving as I watched him grab her breast and squeeze so tightly that it nearly turned purple, before running it down her hips and giving her a playful slap on the arse.

'Get up there,' he demanded. Up where I wondered.

She climbed up on the bed and straddled my head, lowering her hairless pussy just inches from my mouth. I couldn't believe I was going to have my first taste of pussy. I'd never experimented before and was unsure of how to go about it.

She lowered herself even further and her scent intoxicated me. My head spun and then I reached out my tongue tentatively, my first lick of another woman's pussy. It was beautiful. Within seconds I was pulling her down, suffocating myself between her legs.

John's pumping became quicker and so did my licking. I tried to latch on to her clit while I was licking her but couldn't quite manage it. Instead I grabbed onto her arse, roughly massaging it as her own fingers rubbed her clit.

The faster John pumped, the quicker I licked, and the more she rubbed. Within minutes all three of us were coming. I was lucky that she was smothering me because I screamed out my voice muffled in her pussy. Her juices slid down my throat while my pussy contracted crazily around John's incredible cock.

We spent the rest of the night and the early hours of Christmas morning fucking, sucking and licking. They both snuck back to their respective beds and in what seemed like only minutes we were all woken up by the delightful squeals of my younger brother and sister when they saw their Christmas presents.

We stayed there until the first week of January and I can tell you every night was the same. Fantastic, animalistic sex. I came back to California a nymphomaniac. I can't stop having sex, can't get enough. To be honest I haven't found another man or woman that can give me what I had up there in Texas, and I've looked believe me.

All I can tell you is that I can't wait until Christmas because we're going back again, only this time I'll make sure I stay longer … maybe even until Easter. The hardest thing will be leaving, but who knows maybe this time I'll never come back.