A Holiday to Remember

Transcript

I wanted to spend the holidays alone. He wanted to spend the holidays with me. Considering his parents live up this street, attending this one event wouldn't hurt me.

So I slip on a red dress, nothing more, nothing less, a red bra and a red thong with a gold necklace, Egyptian musk to turn him on, an ankle bracelet to set the tone, and once the look is complete, I get in my car and drive with smooth jazz on and a little R&B. In the process, I forget to check my phone and miss the message where I don't have to dress up, but it's too late for me to change what I have on. So I continue on with the drive to his parents' place, dreading the festivities but excited about my date, excited to see his face, and before I know it, my thoughts lead me straight in front of the driveway.

I park my car and get out. I walk towards the house, but before I open the door, I'm greeted with a smile. It's him, and I know that this evening will be worth my while.

He grabs my jacket and puts a drink in my hand. Before I greet his family members, I have small gifts in my hand. My charm lights up the room, but only one is attracted to my light, and that is my date for the night.

As the evening progresses, I enjoy great food. We all eat together, but the choice of liquor is what made the evening better. He filled my cup up to the brim to make sure I was just as wasted as him.

The laughs and side conversations are muted, and everything becomes a blur, but my ears are tuned in to his words, the words that he whispers in my ear, meet me upstairs. Of course, I am confused as to why he wants me to go, until I realize that everyone has gone home. It's just us, sitting at the table, and his mother notices that we have been drinking a little too much, so she offers us to stay and sober up.

We head upstairs as his parents continue to watch TV. I stumble up the stairs with my lovely date behind me. I have no idea where we are going, but he jumps in front of me to lead the way to a room at the end of the hallway.

He opens the door, and to my surprise, there is no bed in sight, only a soft pallet on the floor with three pillows on the side. I fall to the floor, with no comment about the bed. I'm just satisfied that I have somewhere to lay my head.

He turns on the TV and falls next to me, but quickly gets undressed. I was surprised at his actions, even though he stated he was just getting comfortable, but what he does next made me realize his own motives. I knew what he wanted to do by the way he looked into my eyes and rubbed on my thighs, yet I secretly wanted the same thing, so I allow his hands to roam underneath my dress as he kisses me while rubbing on my clit.

He then fingers my pussy while sucking on my lips. My pussy gets wet and he's hard to resist. My nipples get hard underneath my red dress.

He undresses me and sucks on them. I rub on his dick. My Egyptian musk further arouses him.

He lays me down and slides on top, spreading my legs far apart, sliding deep inside of me and he doesn't stop till he reaches the peak of my mountain. With liquor in his system, he strokes to no end. I'm aware his parents are downstairs, but my moans easily fall out and he doesn't try to cover my mouth, instead he strokes faster as if it's a game to him to see if I will get louder.

I am drunk, yet mindful and don't want his parents to hear us, but when he turns me around and arches my back, I silently call out his name over and over again. He tells me to relax and I yell his name as he knows I'm holding back, but I refuse to give his parents something to talk about. He doesn't care, instead he pushes deeper inside of me and pulls on my hair.

My moans turn into grunts. He keeps going and doesn't stop. His sweat drips over me as if, as if it is hot, and it is.

I eventually yell to the top of my lungs. This turns him on and he eventually calms all on my ass. But his mother is at the door asking if everything is okay and I can hardly catch my breath.