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 Archive name: christms.txt (MF, rom)
 Authors name: Robert E. Epps
 Story title : Christmas Present

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 Christmas Present
 by R.E. Epps
 December 25th, 1988

 -- Around 4 AM --

 Movement on the bed woke me up.  Beneath the covers, I
 dreamily turned over and automatically reached out for
 soft warmth. My hand landed on the empty bed. Startled,
 I opened my eyes, and in the dim light cast by the
 alarm clock, I could see Teri silently walking away
 from the bed and over to the closet.  She quietly took
 something from it, and headed out of the bedroom and
 down the stairs.

 Ooooh, I think she's up to something!  My whole body
 tingled, and with pleasant thoughts of her in my mind,
 I fell back to sleep.

 -- 7:42 AM --

 I know it was 7:42 when I woke up, because the alarm
 clock's one-inch-high digits blazed that fact right
 into my eyeballs.  I rolled over and my arm slid
 outward as I seeked to snuggle against my wife, and
 found that I was alone in the bed.  Hmmmmm...  I flung
 the covers off me -- and flung them right back on. Yow
 it's COLD!!  I trembled, and wished that Teri was next
 to me.

 Finally I got my nerve up, and got out of bed.  I
 hurried over to the closet and put on my robe, and
 tied the belt around my waist as I walked down the
 stairs.

 All the lights were off downstairs, and the curtains
 in the living room were pulled shut, so it was quite
 dark.  I could hear the drip coffeemaker in the kitchen
 doing its thing, and could smell that wonderful aroma.
 I fumbled for a wall switch, pressed it.  The Christmas
 tree lights lit up the living room with dazzling
 colors.  Presents were piled up under the tree,
 concealed in all kinds of colorful wrapping papers.

 One of the presents, wrapped in blue paper with
 pictures of golden bells and green-and-red wreaths,
 was a little under six feet long, with golden tan arms
 exposed at the sides, and a beautiful face at the top,
 surrounded by long silky brunette hair that cascaded
 over some of the other gifts.  The present's eyes were
 closed, and the face had an expression of sheer bliss.

 I must have been really good this year for Santa to
 bring me such a wonderful gift!

 That familiar throbbing began between my legs as I sat
 down on the floor next to the tree.  I tenderly stroked
 the present's flowing hair, then picked up one of the
 other presents and laid down on my side next to the big
 curvy one.  "I wonder where Teri is?" I said. "Oh well,
 I just can't wait -- I'll have to open these presents
 myself.  I'll open this big one last.  I wonder what it
 is?" I looked at the tag on the present in my hands:


 From:  Mom 
 To:  Rob 
 Merry Christmas!

 I tore the silver wrapping paper off, and opened the
 box.  A hand-knit red sweater lay neatly folded inside.
 Inside of it I found a lead crystal pendant, about an
 inch in diameter.  I held it up and let it catch the
 light from the tree.  Glittering rainbow colors emerged
 from it and bathed the walls and floor, moving back and
 forth as the pendant spun slowly.  I put the pendant
 and the sweater back in the box and set it aside, and
 dug beneath the flowing brunette hair for another
 present.  The tag read:


 From:  Rob
 To:  Teri
 I love you

 "Mmmm, a present for Teri.  I'll just set it over here
 for now."  I placed it on top of the big present.  Its
 two arms reached up and embraced it, and a smile spread
 across the lovely face, making it glow brighter than
 the tree.  I dug for another package as the big
 present's hands gently tore the wrapping off of Teri's
 gift.

 I heard a gasp come from the big present as it held
 the diamond necklace in one hand and felt it with the
 other.  The emerald green eyes opened wide and stared
 at it, then closed again as the big present clasped
 the necklace against its chest.  I could hear the
 wrapping paper crinkle as the flesh beneath was
 squeezed, and my cock really began to stiffen.  Ooooh
 whatever this big present is, it sure looks and sounds
 nice!

 Pretty soon the floor and nearby table was covered with
 opened presents.  The big present, still wrapped, was
 surrounded by the gifts that Teri had received. I hoped
 she wouldn't mind that this big yummy looking present,
 whatever it might be, had opened all her stuff!

 "Mmmmm, I think I'll open this one now."

 I got up on my knees and bent over the big package.
 Its arms slid outward and up, and the head tilted back.
 The whole gift seemed to move underneath the paper. I
 reached out and let one finger delicately glide along
 the wrapping paper, starting at the base of the neck,
 and sliding downward to where the paper was pushed up
 into a mound by something underneath. I squeezed
 lightly.

 "Ooooh it feels so soft.  Maybe it's clothing!"

 The present shifted a little as I continued to squeeze
 and feel.  Then my fingers encountered the tag.  It
 read:


 To:  Rob
 From: Santa
 Enjoy. 

 The package was writhing now as I continued running my
 fingers down its length. About halfway down, they
 accidentally ripped through the paper, and the tips of
 my fingers landed on something very warm and soft. "Oh
 wow whatever is in here feels so good!"  The present
 bucked a little when my fingers made contact, and I
 could hear some of the wrapping rip someplace.  I slid
 my fingers up the wrapping again, and took hold of a
 seam.  I began to rip the wrapping off the present.

 A scrumptious-looking stomach was exposed as I tore the
 paper away. I couldn't wait -- my fingers lightly
 rubbed it and caressed it, and then I bent over and let
 my tongue dance on it.  I could hear paper crinkling
 loudly now as the present writhed about.  I lightly
 kissed the warm willing flesh.  Then I kissed it again.
 I pressed my face into it and kissed it again.  The
 passion was building in me!  My hands reached up and
 pulled more of the paper off.  Two big luscious breasts
 wiggled and jiggled, happy to be free and unencumbered.
 I took hold of one and squeezed it gently.  So warm and
 soft, mmmm...

 I squeezed it again and watched blissfully as the flesh
 jiggled and rose up between by fingers and thumb, the
 hardening nipple on top looking so suckable, and soon
 my tongue was there, encircling it and teasing it.

 The present was really moving now, and I could hear
 more wrapping paper ripping under the stress. My face
 pressed in between her boobs, shaking back and forth,
 the tongue licking all over.  My hands, meanwhile, slid
 downward and ripped away more paper, discovering sexy
 hips which felt so good to caress and squeeze.  One arm
 went underneath the present as I hungrily kissed and
 licked all over the stomach and chest.  Then I sat up
 on my knees again, and proceeded to remove all the
 remaining wrapping paper.

 "Mmmmmm, what a beautiful present."

 I tenderly stroked her cheek with one hand, and my
 other hand picked up the diamond necklace.  I took it
 in both hands and held it over her head.  She lifted
 it, and I slipped the necklace around her neck. Then I
 put one arm under her back and another under her legs,
 and lifted her off the floor.  She was all smiles as
 she let her arms hang down and her head flop back.  I
 carried the succulent present up the stairs, pausing
 sometimes to kiss some part of it. The smooth skin felt
 and tasted SO good...

 I reached the bed, and plopped the big yummy present
 down on it.  She immediately sat up and pulled me down
 with her, then began untying the belt of my robe.  She
 parted the robe and pressed herself against me as she
 hugged me tight.  I put my arms around her and held
 her. We stayed like that for who knows how long, and
 then I leaned her back on the bed.

 "I'll have to examine my new present all over, make
 sure it wasn't damaged anywhere in shipment."

 She purred something like "mmmmm..." and closed her
 eyes.

 My cock was so hard now as I gazed upon her body
 stretched out before me.  I bent down and ran my face
 and tongue and hands lightly and slowly down the whole
 length of her body, from head to toe.  My fingers
 caressed and rubbed, feeling for any imperfections.
 But of course there were none.  After all, this present
 seemed to be modeled in the likeness of Teri...

 My lips and tongue sucked and nibbled at the flesh of
 her legs as my hands reached up and kneaded her boobs.
 I slid my body up hers, until my chest and hers were
 squeezed together, and I was staring straight down
 into her soft gaze.  Our lips came together. We kissed,
 long and passionately, as my hands continued to feel
 her all over.  We kissed and kissed and kissed...

 Funny, this present which Santa had left under the tree
 felt and tasted so much like Teresa!


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 Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
 the hands of children. They should be outside playing
 in the sun,  not thinking about adult situations.  Do
 your part to make our world a little safer.

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 Kristen's collection - Directory 10

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