Passionate Sex (Christmas special 2020)

You both liked and didn’t like where this was going. You scooted yourself away from her and exhaled - the shyness you were feeling subsided, and your butterflies started to fly in order. You averted your eyes downward, staring at the toes of her shoes. “Would you like to have sex with me?”

Your question is rather blunt. For someone so elegant as Astrid, you were sure you were out of her league. But it felt more like you had just asked your wife to have intercourse. There was nothing weird about it at all! She looks at you and nods. “If you think you’d like that, then who am I to decline?”

A harsh laugh rolled up your throat. “Don’t feel pressured or anything, I don’t mean to **** or—“

You're cut short when she stands up. She walks in front of you and kisses you on the lips. The soft, gentle tease of her tongue invites itself inside your mouth. After a few seconds of surprise, you join her kiss and begin making out with Astrid. It feels like you have done it with her dozens of times before. Every motion is fluid and natural. The clicking of your kiss emits into the room, making both of your lust levels increase with every passing minute. Her nimble hand trails down your chest and pauses on your groin.

She breaks the kiss and laughs lightly, brushing her breath against your hot cheeks. “You’re so hard, Warren.”

You swallow and look down. You didn’t know or even notice that you had achieved full mass.

“You’re probably dripping.” You counter and glance down. Her breasts seem much perkier now that she’s this close to you. Also, her outfit is much more...adult and teasing — you didn’t notice it before, but now you’re concluding that she’s dressed like the best present ever!

Her eyebrows arch. “I wouldn’t say that term is quite correct...yet.”

She pecks your mouth and settles to her knees, fixing her gaze upon the lump that gently throbs in your pants. You crane your neck and adjust yourself. Her perfect blue eyes stare back at you. “When I said I’ve been with you through everything...I’ve also seen everything…”

Your pants buckle is undone, and she quickly unbuttons you too. The so-called Angel quickly pulls apart your pants. Her eyes glaze over your bulge. A nervous yet curious curl starts to bend at the corners of her lips. “I...haven’t really practiced much in intercourse. I’ve only really watched…”

“Am I going to be your...your first?”

This question prompts Astrid to laugh somewhat. “Of course not.”

A hard burn starts to ignite on your cheeks. You felt embarrassed for asking such a dumb question to a girl that was between your legs. Astrid takes note of your red face and smiles to herself before she crawls into your lap, straddling you before she lays her gentle lips upon yours.

“Don’t be embarrassed…” she takes your hand and places it between her breasts - you can feel her heart pounding through her skin. “I’m still nervous too.”

She looks into your eyes and kisses you again. “But...we both know each other so well, it’s only normal to be scared of screwing up so how…”

I...Don’t know you that well. Your mind spurs with memories without her but still somehow seems connected to the person in your lap. She leans in and kisses you. The soft clicking and sensation of her pounding hearts make this the most intimate you’ve ever been with anyone else ever before. Her scent. Her touch. Everything about her is so...so right!

You can feel her pussy as it rests until your erection. She can feel your hardening member as it throbs hopelessly under her weight as you continue to touch and kiss each other. Eventually, a hand trails down your face and on your chest, where she gently pushes you back into the couch. You blink and stare at her - the angelic being is oddly lewd; neither her expression nor her position really matches her features or entry. Finally, she brings her other hand and balances herself on your chest too.

She leans down to continue her kiss - this time, she lets her tongue twist and dance with yours. You reach for her long, warm, perfect legs and find her skin. She feels as good as you would have expected. Your touch against her makes a moan echo in your mouth. Soon, she’s rocking her body subtly along the fabric that conceals your length.

As her body melts into yours, you melt into the cushions. You can hardly keep your clothing on any longer. Your kissing becomes much more aggressive, and her noise-making has become frequent. Your throbbing is cock is pressed and teased by her grinding movements.

Astrid breaks the kiss and stands on her knees. “No more kissing.”

She trains her hands on the band of your underwear and pulls down, letting your cock flop into view. Her eyes widen somewhat, and her smile falters. “This is my first time seeing it so...so close to me.”

Her hands grab you by your base. She lightly exams your penis then begins stroking it with her tender hands. “I’ve...been hoping I’d get a chance to do this with you for a considerable amount of time now.”

She gets back down between your legs and cocks her head slightly. You grab the side of her head and brush back the loose strands of hair. Her cheeks have turned rosy pink, probably a shade under what color is on your cheeks now too. The slut-turned Angel leans towards your meat and locks her lips to your tip. You can immediately feel her tongue swirl around your head. Meanwhile, she also pumps your length, stimulating every inch of you.

After just a few seconds into her stimulation, she looks up at you and winks - the gesture is both sexy and pleasing. The blue is caught on fire with lust, increasing the moment's intimacy. Her tongue slips and slides around your glands. She laps up your pre-cum and lubes your erection.

Astrid closes her eyes. The hand you had left on her head gently grips tighter, forcing your cock to go deeper into her mouth. You’re a little surprised to see that she doesn’t protest or request you to stop. Instead...she lowers herself and takes your length.

You’re nearly at the back of her throat when she gags and pulls away. She coughs and then giggles. “You’re too big for me.” She’s still jerking you off but has ceased her oral stimulation. “I want to try something less one-sided now anyway…”

This time, it’s your eyes that widen. She stands up and slips off her red panties. She throws them aside and finds a spot back down on your stiff rod. “Perhaps, we should keep things one-sided?”

Astrid knits her brows. “I’m not really-”

“I’ll lay back, and you can sit on my face.” You rush out.

Your offer makes her smile wider but tells you you don’t need to worry about doing that. But, you start to insist. She blinks a few times to herself, considering your request. “Okay…”

You change positions on the couch. She starts to undress you further before you are finally on your back. She explores your body with her polished red nails as she faces away from you... The last thing you see are her vaginal lips being lowered to your mouth. You gather her taste for the first time, which makes her gasp in response.

Your tongue ravishes her slit for a few minutes before she reaches out and starts to stroke your very erect penis. “That feels better than I could have ever imagined!!”

Her breathe hitches, only managing a few gasps every so often. “This is far beyond anything I have ever thought of!!”

Her hand pumps away on your cock - each stroke is uneven in both grip and rhythm. It’s fast, then slow. It’s tight, then loose. And it feels amazing! It feels like you might lose this race at just a moment’s notice, so you try harder not to hit your climax so suddenly. You instead try to focus on pleasing her gash with your mouth, so you keep strong and continue to eat her pussy out. Your efforts are met with incredible moans and grins on your chin.

Her legs tighten around your hard, hardly leaving you any space to breathe under her short red skirt. But, it does let you hear her uncontrolled moaning as she reaches closer and close to her final spasm. Her handjob has gotten much more trained and focused the longer this has gone. You ravish her more, rubbing and sliding your tongue everywhere you can as it darts in and out of her. Her noise-making increases in volume and the grip she has on your cock becomes vice-tight.

“Warren! I can’t! I can’t! I’m cumming!!” Her announcement gives you nowhere near enough time to react. You feel a splash of her girly honey go over your face. Her whole body vibrates in pleasure as she shudders and humps your face in broken motions. As you lap up her juices, you can’t help but notice that her honey taste...much sweeter than anyone else you’ve ever been with.

Astrid remained on your face — still battered from her face-riding orgasm. Your member pulsed in her hand, still inches away from gushing its white load over her hand. She sits still, panting with a warm expression. After finding enough energy to move, she flips back around and kisses you. At first, it’s a bit teasing and playful. She plays with your hair and licks your teeth between tiny giggles and comments, eventually leading to more dirty compliments and sexually aggressive behavior.

You’re far too horny to reject any of her advances, so you let her do whatever she pleases. You sit up straight and meet her in the middle. She straddles in your lap, looking up at you with a hopelessly flushed expression. You didn’t think someone so angelic-looking could become so lustful and perverted. You want her. *So. Badly.*

You push her back and start pulling apart her outfit. You pull off her cape and toss it aside, then you tug down on her dress, exposing her breasts and her vanilla-colored skin. She had no bra on, and her nipples were as hard as you were expecting. You leave her to skirt on, knowing that her panties had already been parted from her person. You pull harder, trapping her arms in her dress.

She exclaims at the sudden exposure of her parts. Almost her whole face becomes naturally painted in red. “Warren!?”

You start kneading her breasts, getting a proud handful of her tits. She tries to hold back at first, but soon she’s hopelessly moaning with pleasure. Then, in an embarrassing sound, she continues to smother, but every one of her attempts is met with failures!

“Ahh~!!? Ooh~aaah??! You’re— ahh!! Keep touching me!!” Astrid’s voice bleeds out the naughtiest of noises, but it only drives you to continue. You slide your hand from her breast and trail down to her belly button and lower.

Within just a few given seconds, you are at her bud. You can feel her entire jolt once you are at her slit. She’s still damp with her own juices. She looks away, attempting to cover sexual shame, but it’s already too late - you’ve seen a side of her that you want to see more of...You dart two of your fingers inside of her, which are engulfed by her walls and her juices as soon as they pass the threshold. Her mouth is agape, and her tongue starts to stick out. She pants, sweating sexy marbles. Her exposed chest rises and falls quickly, which prompts you to lean in and kiss/lick them. You can feel her body become rigid. She’s already about to have her second orgasm. How exciting!!

“You-you haven’t done anything with yourself yet!” Astrid whimpers, almost defensively. Her eyes are squinted, and her once pale cheeks are as red as the lights on the tree beside you both. The tears of pleasure that fill her eyes threaten to drip out with every single one of her blinks. “Aren’t you horny?! Use me! Rail me!!”

You throw her back. She’s still trapped in her own clothes. You brush back her messy blonde hair and look down at her. While she’s pinned in red, she indeed does look like a present...Her hard nipples are still pink but slightly damp by your original advances. She locks her stare on you. You are hard erection sways while you position yourself between her legs.

“I’m gonna fill you up,” you say, grabbing your base. “Just tell me if I’m being too rough with you.”

She grins for a moment, but she straightens it. “I know you’ll stop.”

“Only if you tell me…”

Her tight slit is out for display. White, wet, glistening with holiday cheer. Yet unsatisfied after her first and near the second orgasm. The tip of your cock is teased at her entrance. She stiffens and gasps, looking down to watch her lips naturally wrap themselves around your cock. You grab her shoulder and wrist that was once hidden by the red fabric that betrayed its use to keep her modest figure concealed from your perverted eyes. Perverted? You? The way Astrid is looking at you tells you that the same thoughts are running through her head, too - this is all normal and ideally within boundaries.

Astrid struggles and squirms, trying desperately to get comfortable as your cock pokes testingly within her tunnel. She’s going to be tight - but that much was expected. You want to know *how* tight she’s going to be…

“Don’t worry about pulling out,” she purrs lowly. “You don’t have to worry about getting me knocked up. We’re not really-”

“Compatible?” You finish her sentence. “I...I had a feeling.”

“Oh?”

Her slutty comments were the last invitation you needed. Now you just desired to hear her on her back begging.

With a gentle thrust forward, you sent your member into her moist cave between her thighs with a gentle thrust forward. Her legs instinctively spread further apart, allowing you easier access to her personal hole. You’re cock was wet, hard, and dripping with precum by the time you had her on her back. Now it’s getting coated in a layer of her juices too! You leave her a few moments to cope with your length, as well as yourself to settle with her tightness. You groaned a little and pressed your hips until there was nothing else to fit besides half-inch.

Every inch that was stretched made her back arch. The sight was something to behold. The most perfect human being you’ve ever laid eyes on was in a state of complete pleasure - and they loved you!! You pulled in and out, fucking her at a modest pace, rocking her body gently back and forth on the cushions of the couch. Her angelic voice was in a mess, wishing you to continue, desiring you to do more with her. You didn’t stop - you didn’t want to.

Her blue eyes shoot open and train on yours. They’re full of lust, perverted need, and wild ecstasy. She knew how deep you were, but she still wanted more of it nonetheless. You thrust harder, causing her tits to bounce and jiggle, ramming her like a piston. Balls deep, womb poking, lovemaking! She started to moan your name, scream in pleasure, begs for more - everything you wanted and more! Faster. Harder. You were riding her as if you had done this to her hundreds of times. It felt amazing!

“Yes! Oh, my God, yes! Please! Treat me like all those other girls! I love your cock! You feel incredible, baby!!” Every inch that was around her was coiled by her pussy. Massaging and milking your length in every direction possible. You left her shoulder and used both hands to grip her waist. Your hips rammed into her as your balls slapped against her. Her tight hole made this the most stimulating cunt you’ve ever been inside of. More...More...MORE!

You were so close, so damn close. You gritted and exhaled. This felt so right - this couldn’t be wrong in even the slightest. “Let’s cum together, Astrid - I can’t hold back any l-longer!”

“Oh, God!! Yes, please! I can’t! I can’t! You feel too good!” Astrid moaned. Her voice ricocheted off the walls and rattled your head, sending you to heaven as a rush of heat shot through your whole body, ruining your resistance to last any longer. Sparks of raw love exploded between your joined bodies. She gasped. Your cock spewed white, your rhythm lost. She closes you between her thighs as your orgasm enters yours. “Ahh?? Ahhh!!”

Her eyes roll back before they close shut. You can feel her juice spilling out from between your sexes. The contractions. The throbbing. The squeezing...You couldn’t keep moving anymore. Your heated and fever-y reaction to the moment was fading. Only instead of regret, you feel a sense of pride.

Your (snow) white load was inside of her body, warming her stomach as it settled pointlessly inside of her. Finally, you pulled out and fell on the opposite side, ultimately allowing her to strip entirely out of her dress. She joins and cuddles beside you - wrapping herself around your body before she sighs.

“You...I hope we get to meet again - but in the meet time, you need to wake up and face reality again, Warren.” The last thing you see is her perfect eyes and sugar eyes looking into yours before you stir awake in the shack…

…

Just...A fucking dream? You’re about to check if you creamed yourself in your sleep when you hear movement outside. You want to linger on your thoughts, but the proximity of danger prevents you from doing that.