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**This story was submitted by a man named Herbert. The picture you see is does not go with the story.

Christmas presents.

Part 1.

A year ago I bought her, a very expensive basket of cosmetics.
A basket full of cologne, eau de perfume, perfume, rare exotic lotions, shampoos, exquisite imported soaps and bottles of something that I did not know what it was. I thought my Santa Claus would get first price. No such luck, she wanted a fur coat and I was rewarded with a sour-puss. Even Santa does not know about women. All through the year I had to listen to it, “a mink is what she wanted, instead I gave her bars of soap, as if she needs cleaning or washing herself.

“Halleluiah!”

This last Christmas I went to the city, to a large department store and bought that mink. Female ranch mink-skins dyed dark brown, umbra. I been sneaking it in the house, changed the boxes, included in the wrapping a jar with a few pebbles in it. The parcel spent two weeks under a nicely decorated tree. She inspected it repeatedly; there was a gift label on it “For Laura”, she shook it, she squeezed it, it rattled (the few pebbles in the jar). I had fun. Finally Christmas morning the gifts were opened…. You know what? Surprise!

It was a hit. She was shining all over her face and I got a big hug and a kiss and lots of pussy after we went to bed.

A few days later she informed me that she would like to spend an evening in the Roxy Theater. The Roxy is a very exclusive and expensive establishment; a mix of a club and a movie house. Seating was arranged around tables on upholstered chairs. Most of the time they showed soft porn in darkened premises; the place was never totally blacked out. Girls, dressed in French Maid outfits, were serving costly drinks with exotic names. Between movies they had one hour long breaks. At these intervals, some of the girls danced a striptease. The Roxy was tops, no riff-raff there. This was a place where you could take a female. My girl had style and an expensive taste. We planed to go there the first Friday after New Years.

That Friday I came home from work, my Laura was nowhere to be seen. Usually she would be greeting me in the hallway as I entered. I yelled her name through the house; and got no answer. I heard the water running and found her in the shower. She got ready for an evening out. I removed myself to the living-room to stay out of trouble and heard the old lamento: “What should I wear? I really have nothing to wear!”
The scent of channel # 5 was noticeable through the house. About an hour later she emerged from the bathroom, ready to leave. Proudly wearing her new fur coat, she was tippling out of the bathroom on her new high heeled pumps. I put on my coat, and off we went, an evening on the town.

We were lucky, found parking not too far from the theater and I walked the few steps, she balanced herself on her heels, to the place. At the wicket where you pay for admission, there were a group of guys in front of us. One of them got tickets for the whole group und handling the tickets and the money he dropped a bill. Laura observed it and brought it to his attention.
“Sir, you just dropped some money. Man, you are lucky my hubby did not see it first, he would have had his foot on it!”
The fellow thanked her and picked it up. It was a twenty Dollar bill. She continued:
”Not so long ago we were in a restaurant; there was a guy on his knees crawling under the table. I thought it was some pervert trying to get or to look under my mini skirt and I told my husband. Yea he said he is harmless he lost fifty Dollars. I asked how do you know.
He said, :”simple, ………I found it!”

They all laughed, she had successfully made herself known to those guys. At the wardrobe was a sign FUR COATS not accepted. We went inside, a movie was being shown and we stayed in the back of the room till our eyesight adjusted to the lower level of light. While standing there we noticed an empty table next to the three men that came ahead of us. We decided to steer toward it. But first I asked if I could help her out of the coat. I thought it’s more comfortable to carry it over the arm. Oh, no she exclaimed, she felt good in her new coat. Escorted by a girl, we went in the room and got seated at a table for two next to those guys.

Before sitting down, I stepped behind Laura, asked again for her to divest herself of that heavy coat. Instead of answering me, she opened her coat and turned around, grabbed both edges of the coat and flashed me. Shock, shock, she was totally nude, her high heeled pumps, thigh high self supporting stockings and a thin shining gold chain at midriff.

One or all of the men at the next table noticed it too. I had an erection before my bottom touched the chair. This was the wildest thing that has happened in my life. And I loved it. I remembered her saying in the bath- room while getting dressed: ” Nothing to wear!” While sitting down, she checked if the guys at the next table where looking, and they did. A quick flash, she did not open her coat all the way but enough to draw their attention. They were so distracted; their eyes were no longer on the movie screen. They waited for Laura’s live show to continue and possibly escalate. She did occasionally flip open one side of her precious coat. She was an attention getter and she knew that I liked it. I was proud of her. A girl with lots of spunk.
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Part 2.


By now the movie was over and the strippers started to gyrate their bums and showed their pussys to the audience. They were all beauties of various colors and sizes. Most had long hair and shaved beavers.
Laura got up from her seat to go to the bathroom. When she reappeared, she wore a pair of sunglasses. She was up to something. Midway she changed course in the direction to the stairs that lead to the stage. The music, the girls were dancing to, stopped. The DJ must have seen something surprising and upsetting. A lady in a fur coat, wearing sunglasses was climbing on the stage.

Nonchalant she went, with a swaying gait, to the center of the stage. The girl that was performing, retreated confused to the back. It got very quiet in the room. With a swaying gait, moving to the beat of imaginary music she waked center stage. Laura pushed her coat slowly off her shoulders, her breasts were still covered but one could already imagine that soon more can be seen. The music came back on, the audience exploded noisily in applause and the lighting was encircling her. Again she opened one side of the coat but had the last bottom button closed. Only her one breast got exposed. The spectators got wild. I was sure there was many a stiff one aching to be stroked or hid in a pussy. Next she undid the last button, quickly flashed with the whole side of her naked body, keeping the other side pulled over her smoothly shaved vagina. Pandemonium broke out in the room. Very slowly she slipped out of the garment, swirled around, being nude, and swinging her coat as if she wanted to throw it in the audience. But after doing a quick three-hundred-sixty degree turn she slipped in her wrap again, took a bow and strolled just as nonchalant off the stage as when she climbed on it. She had stolen the show, the applause was deafening. The whole act took about five minutes. She came to the table asking “did you like the show?” I replied:” The gage in my pants says, you get first price and we should hurry home. But it was too late for that.

Our table neighbors introduced themselves und pushed their table against ours. After the fact, they asked if this was OK with us. We approved and the one who lost the money buying tickets, Brad, ordered Champaign. “Prost”! This promised to become an interesting night. Our new found friends been pestering her for a repetition, but she refused.

A new movie started, it was something for women. It was a romance, showing a bit of skin, and make believe fucking. Laura had shifted in high gear flirting with the Brad, who was sitting next to her. The top button of her coat was open and whenever she turned on of her nipples was showing. She is an artist in teasing. The movie was so boring, the other two of the guys, whose name I don’t remember, left. After a while we too talked about leaving and invited Brad to follow us in his car to our place. He told us that he has no car, they came here by subway. I noticed a grin on Laura’s face as she asked him to ride with us. He accepted the invitation.

At the car, like a perfect gentleman, he held the front door on the passenger side open for her, but she opened the back door and made an inviting gesture with her arm for Brad to get in. He obliged her, she closed the front door and slid in the back with Brad. It was a short ride to our apartment. With January road conditions I had to concentrate on driving and could not observe too much what’s developing behind me. A quick glance in the rearview mirror I could see him having his arm around her shoulder. Where she had her hands and what she was busying herself with, I could not see. Knowing Laura, I could imagine her exploring Brad’s pants. I drove numerous times around a few blocks to give her time to build the tension.

At one time I could observe, the coat was off her shoulders and he had his hand on her breast. I figured it is time to head for home for real. Then I could not see her at all, Brad was sitting alone in the back and I noticed her head bobbing up and down. They had fun, I dad to chauffeur. When we where in sight of our building, I exclaimed loudly:” we are home!” At the entrance I stopped and let them out, they took the elevator up to our floor and I brought the car into the underground garage. I took my time to join them.

When I came in the apartment, she was standing in the living-room glowing in the nude, except a pair of flesh-color thigh high stockings, tan high heel pumps and a thin gold chain shining and glittering around her belly, a picture of a goddess a picture of Aphrodite. Or was it Helena, or Venus; it was a most beautiful sight. Like a marble statue with attractive eyes. Smooth skinned with sheen like bon china, with a gorgeous and inviting, shaved pussy her outer lips forming a magnificent upholstered Mons Venus. Both, Laura and Brad seemed extremely nervous and agitated. Giving Brad a little knock with my elbow and a movement with my head, in Laura’s direction, to indicate that he should get busy, I went to the house-bar and fixed each of us a drink. For special occasions, like this one, I always keep a bottle of brewed tea with a fancy whiskey label. I filled my glass with it, it looks like the real thing and I keep a clear head to enjoy what ever happens.

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Part 3.


The hormones were working, the adrenalin flowing. Laura took Brads blazer, she laid it across a chair and faced him again reaching for his fly. She didn’t get very far, he hugged and kissed her. When I returned with the drinks, both their hands were occupied and busy exploring each others body. Laura finally succeeded opening his belt and his fly and had one hand in his pants. She went on her knees in front of him. With two hands she grabbed his pre-cum dripping erect cock and brought it to her mouth. It was a fine example of manhood. She had difficulty fitting it in her mouth. After covering the cock with the lips she sucked greedily on it but she had a problem keeping it in her kisser because it was pulsating and twitching violently. Brad noticed her predicament and withdrew his tool from her mouth, helped her on her feet, and kissed her on the mouth, while busying his hands with her lovely breasts again.

Both were naked now, while they hugged and kissed they moved their bodies in slow fucking rhythm; sinuously like rolling waves. They kissed and stroked each other for a few minutes. I encouraged them to move to the bed-room. Now they both were convinced I was no obstacle and represented no thread. We all went to, what we call; our workshop and Brad pushed her carefully onto the bed. He was impatient to get to the main course. Both were nervous and excited and their lips did not part from each other. With her right hand Laura stroked his cock. Her hand was already slippery from his joy-stick’s drippings.

From a sitting position he pushed her to recline, he grabbed a cushion and shoved it under her behind. This brought her fleshy pussy in a prominent position for oral sex. Brad dove with his mouth to this target. He kissed it, he liked it, and finally he found her clit and sucked it. With one finger he probed and caressed her anus. Laura was moaning and sighing with pleasure, she was near a first orgasm. She spread her legs as wide as she could. All that kissing, that cropping and caressing and now the sucking on her clitoris, put her in over drive. She was in orbit, ready to cum. And there she went off, off, off, with a loud moan and her legs squeezing Brads head. Her hands pulled him hard, with his lips against her wet and swollen pussy.

She felt like screaming, but she had to hold back, as not to wake the neighbors. It was after two pm. All this time I was standing fully dressed beside the bed. I had an erection; I thought my penis is breaking off. It too was twitching, pulsating, and excreting a lubricant.

Brad moved his body up, to get ready for the final onslaught. Supporting himself on his hands, he did not miss to lick the nipples of those magnificent boobs before kissing her again on the mouth where his tongue snaked between her lips to meet her tongue. With her legs parted, the cushion still under her ass, Brad rubbed the tip of his monster cock in the fold of the entrance to Laura’s treasure chest, lubricating it with pre-cum. He touched her clit repeatedly with the big and wet mushroom head of his penis. Laura supported him; with the fingers of both hands she pulled her inner vaginal lips apart, with the thumbs at both sides of her clitoris. This pleasure giving little knob, had forced itself in the open, pushing its little covering hood aside and was now clearly visible, the size of a cashew nut. By now Brad’s one eyed bandit was rock hard and was hurting. She moved her stockinged legs to rest on his shoulders exposing her two holes to the max. Laura was in a trance. She had shed all acquired forms of civilized manners. She begged and whimpered “Fuck me, fuck me now, and put your cock in me,…..please!” Put it in deep and extinguish the fire within.
Her vagina was hot, gorged with blood, swollen and lubricating. She tried to pull Brad into her.

By now I had rid myself of all clothing, kneeled at the side of the bed to get a front-row view of his penis entering her moist vagina.
With one hand I assisted, parting her pussy-lips. With the other hand I guided his penis between the gates of paradise. I never done this before in my life, touching another mans pecker.

With her lowly moaning Brad eased his un-circumcised tool slowly to her well lubricated, sweet cavity. At first he moved slowly and carefully. As he picked up speed in his fucking, Laura shivered and to be careful not to voice her emotions. The “Ah’s” and “Oh’s” were very muffled. He placed his right hand below her left breast to feel her heartbeat. This way he could feel her orgasm approaching by her heartbeat increasing in speed. Brad’s long and thick, glistening and shining penis moved in and out of her. His cock was so thick, each time he pulled it back, for another push, the skin of her cunt-wall pulled out. A few times he withdrew his monster that far that his penis head came into view. Then he plunged it in again. Each time it entered her cunny, Laura squealed with pleasure. She took her finger from her clit and searched for digital contact of his prostate. Between scrotum and anus she felt the extension of his penis and she made a rolling motion with her fingers from left to right applying slight pressure. Now he could feel by her increasing heart-beat she was near her second orgasm. He too could not last much longer and forcefully he jammed his rod as hard and as deep as he could into her love canal. He hit bottom, he could feel touching her uterus.

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Part 4.


I could not hold out any longer, I had to stroke my cock. I never witnessed something like this. Erotic, or sex extreme.

He moved his hand from her breast and massaged with his right index finger her rear opening. Slowly inserting his finger brought her and him over the top. He could feel with his finger, his penis pulsating, contracted and jerked as he shot his hot load against her cervix. She forgot all precaution; a scream confirmed Laura had an explosive orgasm. She could feel the hot cum squirting. One could hear a squishing sound as he mad a last few moves in and out of her. This was the ultimate climax. Explosion, fireworks. Her legs slid off his shoulder and she lay there, very satisfied and exhausted. Brad too was drained and moved off Laura, he held her in his arms and kissed her. After a short period of time he got up to get something to drink. Their lips were parched. Laura rose too, to accompany him to the house-bar.

As she got up she felt something seeping out of her pussy, wetting her crotch. She asked for a towel to clean herself when Brad forced her back on the bed and went down on her. What a delight, a freshly fucked pussy, a little puffed up and juicy like a peach. He quenched his thirst at the well of all earthly pleasure. Laura didn’t climax, twice in so short a time was exhausting; she needed something to drink. They got up and proceeded to the, now deserted, house-bar. Brad reached for a started bottle of wine but Laura warded off, and asked for a soda. She was intent on experiencing their tryst with all her senses and a clear head. This was a night to remember. No sooner had Brad produced a can of soda as he hugged her again from the back. Cupping her breasts with his hands, kissing her neck and alternately nipple on her earlobes. Things heated up for round two. After quenching her thirst she stroked his love-stick and it took little time and she pulled him, by his penis like on a dog leash toward the bedroom.

They went for the second round. I was still stroking my cock, each time I was near coming I stopped and put in a rest. My nerves were like a flexed bow or a depressed spring. My pecker was dripping. Laura went forward on the bed on her knees. She did not get far, when Brad grabbed her from behind, on both sides of her hips and kissed her on the cheeks. He nipped her bottom with his teeth. A love bite in the ass. He licked his way to her pussy again and did not hesitate to tease her dark hole with his tongue. Then he rose from his knees and waved to me to take his place.

I took up position behind Laura to fuck her doggy-style. My rod was so hard I needed no hand to guide it, it pointed in the right direction and I pushed it home without a problem. Ah, what a delight to be in her hot and moist pussy. I needed only a few strokes to explosively shoot my compressed load into her. Her inside felt gooey, slippery, squashed. I had a horrendous orgasm, an orgasm with a capital O.

I vacated my place at her crack to let Brad finish what I had started. While I occupied Laura’s vagina he kept his lollypop warm and in usable condition in her mouth. I left the bed on the right side and he cam from the left, pulling her off her knees entering her from behind. I think you call that spooning. Laura had her right leg raised, over his right leg which he kept angled with the foot on the bed. They were again franticly at it. I had an unobstructed view of his piston moving in and out of her puffy and engorged vagina. I had already a stiff one between my legs. He popped relentlessly, she made all kinds of noises, and obviously she enjoyed what was happening. It looked like he tried to push his penis as far as her stomach. In and out.

I got an idea, her rear hole was out of reach to me, but her clit was in front of me. I whetted my fingers with spittle and started to touch and stroke this little button affectionately. It was not difficult to escalate my actions. I squeezed index and middle fingers, above Brad’s penis in her sheath. I bend my fingers and stroked her G-spot. She wiggled her body and started to moan. It did not take long for Brad and Laura to climax in unison. Laura let out a long sigh and her legs went limb on the bed.

Some one, I forgot was it her or him, came up with the announcement “It is getting daylight already”. That was the signal, end of the tricki-tracki game, time to break up. Brad got dressed; we both put on a bathrobe and called a taxi for Brad. We exchanged phone numbers, and escorted Brad into the lobby, one more last hug and a kiss. Taxi arrived.
I was too tired for sloppy seconds. But I did not miss to go down on Laura to give her a good oral treatment, her pussy was not responding anymore. So we went quickly through the shower, in the bed and said Good Morning instead of Good Night. -HERBERT

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