Aria's Christmas Story

I cannot believe my good fortune. My (until recently online-)Goddess invited me over to her place for Christmas!!

In this very moment she's sitting on my chest and smiling down at me. And what a smile this is. I had fantazised about her smile since I first met her in that fateful F-List chatroom and she had used that smile (in written form) countless times since then.

But seeing it in person, feeling her barely covered pussy grinding back and forth on my chest makes this experience something that will be burned into my memory forever. Even though she's still wearing her tiny black thong, so strictly speaking I am not yet in direct contact with her bare pussy, I already know that I will never forget this moment. This moment when I first felt my gorgeous Goddess' pussy.

But honestly, calling her gorgeous is a severe understatement. Adriana Lima and Kate Moss are gorgeous. Rhianna is gorgeous. But Aria? She's a Goddess made flesh. She turns me on so much more than any other woman on this planet - and I am pretty sure no one else will ever make my body react even half as strongly as she does. In my mind she is perfect. And it's not only her body, it's her mind and her personality. She has it all, the whole package and that's what makes her so damn irresistible. A queen among women, a Goddess among queens. That's her. Aria.

And this girl, not even 30 years old, is currently sitting on my chest, her large, exposed breasts are so close but still entirely out of reach - since she has my arms pinned below her shins. Making me unable to move. And now she is smiling down at me...