Just before Christmas I opened the door and there was Father Christmas! A younger, much thinner Father Christmas.

Callum offered me mince pies, fresh from the local shop and a gift. The tag said 'for you to enjoy…on me!' I eagerly unwrapped the present to find a double ended dildo and a strap on – oh Merry Christmas!

I put the mince pies in the kitchen, nabbing one to eat straight away and went back into the living room where Callum had already stripped, his red and white suit in a pile on the floor.

He was hurriedly opening the package containing the dildo and strap assembly, working out how to put it all together, his tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth as he concentrated. It was quite cute, and I felt a rush of desire move through my body. I wanted that tongue in the corners of my lips…and not the ones on my face.

I slowly and quietly took my clothes off, trying not to disturb him as he finally got to grips with putting the dildo in the sling of the strap. I sat on the sofa and waited. As he finally made the contraption ready to go he stood up and beamed with pride, a slight blush and a rising of arousal obvious. He looked over to me and I saw his cock twitch higher as his arousal became even more plain to see. He came over to the sofa and got on his knees in front of me, presenting me with the strap on. I took it and slipped my mouth over the end, tonguing the hard rubber as I looked into his eyes.

He stayed on his knees and a brought his head to my pussy, telling him to lick. He lapped like a good dog and eagerly sucked my clit as I rose up in pleasure, pushing my hips into his face. He shuffled forward and stuck his tongue out. As he bobbed his head backwards and forwards, fucking me with his tongue I came, crying out loudly. He smiled and stood up, encouraging me to stand with him. Now I was wet and ready, I could step into the strap on and insert my end of the dildo into my pussy. I found the pack of lube and squeezed some into my hand, greasing up the cock rising from my groin. I wanked myself for a while, enjoying the power of having a cock, my own cock. Every movement of 'my' cock made the cock inside me move too. As I moved my hand up and down my cock, the one inside me moved in and out slightly, just enough to quickly bring me to another shuddering orgasm. Callum was on all fours In front of me whining with lust.

I dripped the lube onto the small of his back and spread it around to his ass, making sure that it went into his asshole, lubing him up nicely for the fucking that was going to follow. I lined my cock up with his asshole and pushed, making my way slowly in. He panted and groaned as my cock slid into his wet hole. It was good being on the other side of the doggy, having the power to cause and withdraw pleasure as I wanted. I thrust in and out a few times, getting the feel and getting a rhythm. As Callum began to back up onto me, I withdrew. He groaned at the loss of the cock inside him. I grabbed his hips and thrust completely inside him, right to the hilt. He squealed. I took my hand round and grabbed his hard cock. I could feel it leaking. I smoothed his juices over the head and up and down his shaft as I thrust in and out, enjoying the feeling of the cock inside me move in time. As I shook as another orgasm hit, turning my legs to jelly, Callum moaned at the new sensation. I thrust into him and held myself there as my orgasm crashed over me.

I withdrew the cock from his ass and told him to suck it. He turned round and sucked the cock while  stroking himself. It was such a hot moment, a man giving me a blow job. Every time I deep throated the cock, his nose hit my clit, tickling my already sensitive nerves. As he grew harder and began to come, I fingered my own clit, coming in a shower of juice as he shot his cum over my thighs.

As he got dressed, he complained that he hadn't 'come down the chimney' – Next time I might let him.

Vicky x

I got straight in a taxi and made my way round to Congleton to see Doug where he had a beautiful house with big open fires, roaring and hot. He took me into the living room where he'd laid out two nice glasses of wine. My insides were already pretty warm at the promise of what was to come, but the wine made me hotter.

Halfway through the glass of wine I got too hot and had to take my clothes off! I started by slipping off my shoes and digging my toes into the deep fur of the rug in front of the fire. The rug was deep and soft an the fur tickled between my toes. I took my top off, undoing the buttons whilst talking to Doug. I slipped the material over my shoulders and let it fall on the sofa behind me.

I slid from the leather sofa to the soft rug on the floor, my skirt riding up to my waist as I did. I saw no point keeping the skirt on, so I slipped that over my head and removed it. Sitting on Doug's deep pile rug, naked, drinking wine, I began to feel a little bit giggly. I crawled over to where Doug was sitting on the sofa and held onto his knees as I sank my head into his lap, blowing wine scented breath over his crotch, watching his cock jump under his trousers. As he began to stand to attention, I started to lick the tent forming, then I undid hid fly and watched his hot, long, hard cock fly out at me. I stroked the head, running my fingers round and round the bottom of the glans as I bent to lick it. I swallowed the head of his cock and flicked my tongue over the tip as he sighed and thrust gently into my mouth.

I Stopped and stood up. It was unfair! He was not naked! Doug stripped in record time, dropping his clothes on the floor where he stood. He came over to me and wrapped his arms around me as he kissed me deeply, thrusting his tongue in and out of my mouth. I could feel his hot wet cock sticking to my thigh. I slid my had down and wrapped it around his shaft, gently pumping him as we kissed.

Doug pulled me onto the floor, onto the shag pile rug. He turned me round, on my hands and knees and thrust into me. He cock hit all the right places and I clamped my muscles around him as I came. I howled in pleasure as he reached round and fingered my clit while thrusting in and out of me. He used one of his strong hands to hold me against him as he sat up. I was half sitting on his cock as he thrust into me from underneath. We had gone from a calm masturbation session to frenzied fucking as we both became more desperate for release. He held my tits and fingered the nipples as his tongue lashed my neck. Suddenly, he started to buck and thrust. As he did., he bit my should, the small shock of pain causing me to come hard, bearing down with my muscles again. He held on tight as he splashed his juices inside me, warming me completely from the inside out. As he shots jets into me he groaned and shouted with each thrust. I shook through the aftershocks as he held me and breathed heavily in my ear.

Vicky x