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XMAS RICK
Standard disclaimer: This story contains adult language and
explicit sexual situations and is NOT intended for minors.
If you are a minor or offended by material of a sexual
nature, do not continue reading.
Copyright, 1996 By Rick R. Comments to rickr@jumpnet.com
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Christmas...my favorite time of year. The smell of wood
smoke in the air, the way you can see your breath as you
walk down the street from one shop to another, the smell of
pine as you walk into the house after a long day at work and
the way the lighted tree greets you as you walk through the
door.
Then of course, there's the shopping. The malls, the
crowds, it just gives me a complete rush.
I had just finished up with what I was sure was the last of
my Christmas shopping, and headed out to my car at the far
end of the parking lot. I tossed the packages into the
trunk, climbed into the driver's seat and turned the key...
Dead silence...
"Oh, Shit!" I said to myself. A dead battery and the mall
was about two minutes from closing!
I jumped out of the car and ran, hell bent for leather,
toward the door. Just as I got to it, a big burly guard was
jamming his key into the lock and gave me a decidedly un-
Christmasy look.
"Closed," was all he said, and gruffly would be putting it
kindly.
I tried to explain my plight, but he was having none of it.
It was colder than a well diggers ass outside and I was
afraid I was going to have to spend the next hour searching
up a phone booth in the winter weather, and I was not
relishing that idea in the least. I knew it was warm inside
and that's where I wanted to be.
Just as he was giving me another dirty look, this gorgeous
woman came up behind him, looking for him to unlock the door
to let her out. As he did so, I quickly explained to her
what was happening to me, imploring her for her assistance
with the guard.
"Come on, Butch," she smiled sweetly at the brute. A smile
that could easily melt the polar ice cap and certainly had
the desired effect on ol' Butch. "The same thing has
happened to me, and I sure was glad when someone took pity
and helped me out. Besides, it's Christmas time. Don't be
such a Scrooge!"
"Okay, Miss Cindy, if you say it's okay, then I guess it
is." Suddenly he sounded more like a school boy than the
big bad security guard he first appeared to be.
She walked me back through the mall to her store, which
delighted me no end. She had brown hair and was incredibly
proportioned, with the best looking ass in a tight skirt I
had ever seen. She stopped in front of her store and I just
stared. As it turned out, she was the manager of the local
"Victoria's Secret" outlet. She inserted her key and the
gate silently began to ascend. She raised it just enough to
let us pass, then closed it once again.
As we picked our way to the back of the store and the phone
she looked even lovelier in the dim security lights.
"You're taking quite a chance letting me come in here alone
with you like this," I observed.
"I'm a pretty good judge of character," she replied, "and by
the way your pants are fitting you right now, I'd say you
have a LOT of character." With a smile, she continued,
"Besides, if I really had anything to worry about, you
wouldn't have made that last comment."
She showed me to the phone and I called my auto club. It
was a little difficult to concentrate since the phone was
back in the storeroom and I found myself beginning to
imagine my guardian angel modeling most of them.
I hung up the phone and said, "I really appreciate your
helping me out. It will be about an hour before they can
get here, and I don't want to keep you from your family, so
I'll just wait outside in my car for them."
"Nonsense," she replied. "There is no family waiting for
me, and besides, it's too damned cold to be waiting out in
your car. Besides, you could really help ME out if you
would be so inclined."
"Sure!" I blurted out, perhaps a bit too fast. "Well, what I
mean is..." I blushed.
"I know what you meant," she smiled again, "but I'm not sure
you knew what I meant. I want to get something that my
boyfriend will absolutely cum in his jeans when he sees me
in it, but I really need a man's opinion."
Agreeing, but this time in a somewhat more respectable tone
and tempo, I waited outside the dressing room.
"By the way, what's your name?" she asked as she was
changing.
"Rick," I replied.
"Well, Rick, I'm glad your car had a dead battery. You are
going to help me out a lot by doing this." I couldn't quite
tell what tone she was using but it sent a shiver up my
spine and a hard on in my pants.
Opening the door, she asked, "Well, what do you think?"
She stood there in an emerald green teddy, with high cut
thighs and the kind of fit that just gently flowed over her
wonderful breasts. Her nipples were easily visible through
the silky material and they were hard as pebbles.
I was absolutely speechless. She was the vision of every
man's dream, a goddess, the most incredibly sexy, sensual,
beautiful woman in the world.
She moved closer to me, encircled one arm around my neck,
pulling my head to hers. Our lips parted, our tongues
explored as her other hand went straight to the bulge in my
jeans and cupped it. Breaking away for a moment from our
kiss, she breathed, "You can say the most incredible things
without speaking," and then resumed her exploration of my
mouth with her tongue as I did the same.
She backed us into the dressing room and closed the door.
As I opened my eyes, I was dazzled to find the entire
dressing room was covered with mirrors. Our bodies seemed
to go on forever, thousands of lovers for eternity.
She removed my shirt and threw it on the floor. Her nails
raked across my chest as she knelt in front of me. She
unbuckled my jeans and released my throbbing member,
reflected a thousand times in the mirrors as she took me
into her mouth and swallowed me whole. God Almighty, could
this woman suck a cock. With the ease and agility of a
cobra swallowing it's dinner. I could literally feel the
head of my cock slide down her throat as her lips glided
over my shaft completely taking me into her.
"Fuck me...right against the wall, I want you to fuck
me...hard and fast Rick, God I want all of your big cock
inside me..." she whispered into my ear as she stood.
My hand went to her crotch, searching for the snaps to
release her. As I touched her, my finger immediately went
through the material and I realized her teddy was
crotchless. Picking her up, I positioned her over my cock.
It easily passed through the opening in the material and
entered her dripping pussy, sliding in like a hand in a
glove.
My cock began to piston in and out of her. "Your tits...I
want to suck your tits while I'm inside you Cindy," I
whispered. She eased the straps off her shoulders and the
material fell around her waist, exposing the most perfect
breasts I have ever seen. My mouth descended to her rose
colored nipples as I continued to pound my cock into her.
Gently, I rolled them between my teeth, then fluttered my
tongue around and over them.
In this position the top of my cock was making direct
contact with her clit, stimulating her, along with my
attention to her breasts.
"Look around you," she whispered, "watch us as we fuck each
other silly."
Looking around, it was incredible to see a thousand couples,
all us, ramming into each other in perfect syncronization.
Every motion a duplication of each other.
"Oh, God, Rick...I feel it...oh, God I'm going to cum...oh,
yes...yes...YES...OHHH, GGGOOOODDDDDDDDD!!!!" she cried as
wave after wave of climax washed over her incredibly sexy
body. Just as she reached her last pinacle, I could hold
back no longer. Her body slammed against the mirrored wall
as I came, contraction after contraction, filling her until
she could hold no more, then cumming even more. My juice
flowed from her, down my balls and puddling on the floor
beneath us. Christ I could never remember cumming so hard
or long before. Glassy eyed, I gently let her down,
judiciously avoiding the puddle on the ground.
"Yes," she whispered. "I believe this one will do quite
nicely," she said, almost to herself as she looked at the
teddy in the mirror.
"You have truly been a great help," she smiled to me.
Looking at my watch, I discovered the auto club was probably
waiting for me at my car already. "Could I have your
number?" I asked as we kissed passionately good-bye.
"Oh, I don't think my boyfriend would like that one little
bit," she giggled. "But you know where I work..."
With that she gave me another mind blowing kiss that said,
"Cum on by, anytime..."
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