Christmas Surprises

This was not your typical Family Christmas where the
same old stuff happens. It was the best of times. It was the
worst of times.

You see, I have this crazy aunt and Gladys lived in a world
of her own and by her own rules. Do not get me wrong, I
love Aunt Gladys but she does make it rather difficult at
times. But I digress.

It all started when Aunt Gladys arrived at our house,
uninvited and unannounced on Christmas Morning. This
would not have been all that bad except my wife’s very
conservative family was also there. Talk about your Fire
and Ice. What a fiasco! As I said, Gladys lived in her own
world and it was not a conservative one. She was in rare
form, belching, reeking of cigar smoke (she smoked only
Cuban), and passing the occasional gas (Loudly!). I
thought my Mother-in-Law was going to die when Gladys
told the stories of her adventures on a Merchant Marine
ship.

This went on for quite some time then, just as Cynthia was
about the announce dinner, Gladys started handing out gifts
(did I mention Aunt Gladys played by her own rules?).
From experience, I knew that it was no use fighting her.
The best thing was to hurry things on so that dinner was not
too cold.

To start things off, Aunt Gladys presented me with a
matching pair of concrete yard statues (ducks, with orange
feet and bills and a complete wardrobe, one for each
month). Gladys gave each of my each teenaged daughters
a pink sweater, complete with a LARGE red letter on their
first name. To my wife, my sweet, conservative wife, she
gave a muscle massager (Gladys’ words) that looked very
much like a vibrator. The card read, "For all those hard to
reach places". Imagine my wife’s horror as she opened the
package (while sitting next to her minister father) and
found the bright red sex toy.

Well, life could not have gotten worse. Dinner was a blur,
as was the rest of the evening. My wife said not one word
to any one. Thankfully, my in-laws left early, as did
Gladys. In fact they left at the same time, with my father-
in-law passing up a trip to a bar with Gladys. My wife
went straight to the bedroom. My daughters and I cleaned
up and then I went to take a shower. When I arrived in the
bedroom, my wife was sitting on the bed holding the
"massager".

"What am I going to do with this ... THING?" she asked
me.

"Throw it out. Gladys will never know." I replied.

"Guess you’re right." She sighed as she tossed the gift in to
the trash. I went into the shower.

I finished my shower, dried, slipped on my robe, and went
into the bedroom expecting to find my wife asleep.
However, what to my wondering eyes should I see, my
wife, on the bed naked, with the vibrator in her pussy. I
stood dumbfounded, not believing my eyes, watching her
push the vibrator fully into her pussy and then removing it.
I saw the red plastic glisten as it went in and out. I heard
the low hum of the vibrator and it slid hungrily in and
unwillingly slid out. I heard the soft gasps as Cynthia made
love to herself.

I looked into her open eyes as she used the massager on the
"Hard to reach" places. I saw the hungry look in her eyes.
I moved to the bed. My intention was to move and kiss her
on the lips, but Cynthia had other ideas. She grabbed my
manhood and started to rub it all over her tits. The warm
softness of her skin felt wonderful. As she used the
vibrator to make small circles on her clit, my wife used my
dick to make small circles around her nipples. What she
did with the toy, she did with her boy. Then she pushed the
vibrator into her as she push my shaft between her tits. As
she approached orgasm, her pace became more and more
rapid and her actions more wild. Faster and more frenzied,
all the while looking me straight in the eye. Her eyes were
burning with lust; her smile was almost demonic.

Then it happened, her orgasm. It was so intense that she
lost control. As she bucked like a wild bronco, I had to
cover her mouth so she would not alert our daughters. It
was long and it was intense.

Finally, she relaxed. She was panting and a small pool of
sweat had formed between her breasts. However, the
vibrator was not the only surprise of the evening.

"Climb on". she said.

As I started to crawl between her leg, she grabbed my hips
and guided them to her chest, letting my manhood fall
between her lovely breasts. She then clamped them against
me and I took it from there. Titty fucking was a pleasure I
had not experienced since college. Cynthia’s breasts were
warm and slick with sweat. My dick slid easily through the
tunnel she created. In and out, up and down I moved, every
push ending with the head in her mouth.

I approached my own orgasm and Cynthia could sense it.
She laid her head back and concentrated on tighten her
grips on her tits.

When I release, I shot gallons of cum on her face, neck but
mostly on her chest. I rolled off. Cynthia moaned as she
rubbed the semen over her breasts. She made several lip
smacking noises as she licked the cum from her fingers.

Later, as she lay with her head on my chest, and as I started
to drift off to sleep, Cynthia stirred. She started to kiss
chest and neck.

"Merry Christmas Big Boy! Ready to start a New Year",
she whispered in my ear and her hand moved to my
growing erection. I could only think, "Thanks Aunt
Gladys."

What a nice christmas present! Aunt Gladys sounds like my kinda gal....wonder what the minister father thought? lol...

It's been a year since I posted this ... It is a Christmas story ... and it is Chrsitmastime. ... So I am moving it up.

Eh eh, everybody needs an aunt like that!
Nice Xmas storis, sorry it took me a while to find time to read them!

Its that time of year. I thought I would bring this one up to the top one more time. Like a rerun of a Christmas Special. Enjoy

MJ

thanks MJ, a lot of us weren't here last year, and would have missed out on a great story.

maybe this is an F&E tradition...eh?

Leave it up to me and I wilbe reposing this while chasing my wife around in the old-folks home!

MJ

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