CW/TW: alcohol. This series of audios has occasional mentions of the speaker and listener sipping wine. Hey, friends…so as I was plugging away at the office today, an idea popped into my head. Are you ready? Wait for it… … An Audio Advent Calendar for the coming X-mas season! Here’s what it will consist of - each day from now through December 23, I will be releasing a short audio (roughly 2-3 minutes). These audios will tell a story of a Christmas Eve encounter between me (speaking character) and you (the listener). It will be in the context of an established relationship, and will be very cozy…very sensual. Picture a quiet Christmas Eve, fire in the fireplace, tree lights providing the only illumination, soft music playing, and a little red wine freeing of us of our inhibitions… The story will unfold over 23 days, with basic (no SFX) short audios, and on Christmas Eve, I will be releasing the story in its full form, complete with SFX. I can’t tell you how much I wish I had thought of this on November 1st. But what can I say? On the 1st, I was still recovering from Halloween, and starting to think about Thanksgiving. so, here we are…anyway, look for the first installment December 01, and subsequent installments each day through December 23, with the complete story being released on the 24th. Wish me luck 😅, and stay sexy, Friends! 😊💙😘
Your response is straight to the point, a sly smile, a flash of lust in your eyes, and before I know it, your hand slips into my pajamas, instinctively my hips buck as you wrap your warm fingers around my length, giving a squeeze. You start to stroke me, slowly and with a deft touch, neither too firm nor too timid. I moan in thrust, my hips matching the cadence of your strokes, mmm, fuck me baby, that feels amazing.
My lips seek yours again as my fingers start to work at the buttons of your satiny top. Our tongues plunge into one another's mouths, eager and hungry, no longer the restrained kisses that had started all of this. Releasing the last button, I lean back and run my hands up to your breasts, taking them fully into my grasp, feeling your hard nipples press into my palms.
A desperate moan escapes your lips as you lift my shirt over my belly. Reluctantly, I let go of your tits long enough to help you get my shirt over my head. Tossing it aside casually, you shrug out of your top and step towards me, pulling my head down to yours for another kiss.
Your nipples press into my skin and I moan into your mouth.