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Joseph stared out at the snowy day, the heaps of snow on either side of the newly plowed road, and listened to his sister try to guilt him into coming to her house for Christmas. "I'll close down early, maybe stop by later." "Love you too, little sister." Joseph rolled his eyes. She was a good kid, but by trying so hard to make him feel better, it just reminded him that he should be feeling sad. "Love you too, bye." He swept the already clean floor of the Gas 'n' Go. It was not a bad day, actually. Three customers, no robberies. Not too bad for Christmas. Maxine had liked having the shop open on holidays, lots of free time for them to fuck. Joseph had to distract himself. He changed the radio station from its inane Carols to something more cultured. Mountain Falls public radio was doing The Nutcracker. Maxine had loved Tchaikovsky. He left it on, turning to turn on pump 4 for the heavily bundled lady with the rice burner. "Still coming down," he said to nobody, as he watched the customer. "Road might be closed before sundown anyway." The customer, huddled in her overcoat for warmth, was looking about furtively. 'So let her drive off,' thought Joseph irritably. 'Merry Christmas, lady.' He hadn't had many drive-offs. Most of the locals knew him, and most of the tourists wouldn't care about the cost of a fill up. Of course, this lady, with her beat up car and out of state tags, wasn't local and probably not a tourist. The lady didn't drive off when she was done. Instead she put the pump away and walked, slanted against the wind, to the store. Joesph noticed her shoes, were not shoes, but thongs, 'flip-flops' as he knew them. Just looking at them made his feet cold. "Merry Christmas!" Joseph said, with some semblance of merriness. "Same to you," the lady replied, almost shyly. She hesitated in front of the counter. "12.60 on pump 4?" "Yes, well," the lady began. Joseph could see she was becoming more uneasy by the moment. He wished she'd just driven off. 'I'm really not in the mood for a Christmas-special sob story,' he thought. The lady finally steeled up her courage. "I don't really have any money. Rather than just leaving without paying, I wanted to see if I could barter something for this tank of gas." To Joseph's amazement, she removed her wedding band, a healthy chunk of gold, and put in on the counter. "This is pure gold," she said quickly. "My h - my ex-husband paid over 100.00 for our wedding bands. I'm sure you could pawn it for more than the cost of your gas." "Put your ring away lady," Joseph said irritably. "Just get out of here and don't worry about it." "Please." The lady was close to tears. "I don't want charity, and I won't be needing this any more." "Give me your purse," the store clerk said gently. 'Why are you even carrying a purse if you have no money,' he thought. She handed the purse to Joseph. Managing to smile, he opened it, dropped in the ring, and gave it back. "Don't worry about it. Have a Merry Christmas." "That's nice of you, sir." "Have a good day." But instead of leaving the lady took off her coat and lay it on the counter, next to her purse. Then she walked around to his side of the counter. "Wh-what? What are you--" Joseph stammered. He reached to hit the alarm, but stopped when the lady knelt in front of him. "This year has been hell, and most of it caused by men," the lady said. "You've been the first man to be nice, truly nice to me in as long as I can remember." "Look, it's ok." Joseph reached out to the lady, tried to pick her up. "You'll be alright." But instead of rising, the lady stubbornly knelt in front of him. Joseph was nonplussed when she undid his belt. "I know it's going to be alright," she said, "But you've given me a nicer present than you realize." She unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. "Now I want to give you a present." "You, you--" Joseph tried to think of what to say to defuse this situation. "You don't have to do this," he said lamely. "I know, Joseph," she said. "That's what a present means." The lady pulled down his pants and underwear. Joseph might not have known what to do, but his penis did. It was already becoming erect. She stroked it, gently awakening it to it's full 6-inch glory. Then she slipped it into her mouth. His penis trobbed in response to the touch of her tongue, the warm wetness of her mouth. Joseph gasped as she sucked the whole of his member into her mouth. The lady let his penis slip out of her mouth and, looking up into his eyes, she licked it, up one side and down the other, like a lollipop. This she did a couple of times, her eyes smiling mischievously in response to his shocked expression. Then she turned her full attention to his penis, sucking it into her mouth, letting it slip back out, massaging it with both hands and her tongue. Then when it swelled in preparation for coming, she slipped his member back all the way into her mouth, sucking hard. Joseph's whole body shuddered as he came in the lady's mouth. He gasped repeatedly for air as she sucked harder, not letting go until after his penis stopped throbbing in orgasm. Then she stood, walking back around the counter, leaving Joseph standing there, his jeans still around his ankles, his penis wet and shiny from her ministrations. As she put her coat on, Joseph said impulsively, "I was just about to close and go to my sister's house for dinner. Would you care to join me." "I don't know you or them," the lady smiled. "And you don't even know my name." "It would give us a chance to know each other better," Joseph said hopefully. "That is, if you'd like to." "You're a good man, Joseph." The lady leaned forward, pulled Joseph toward herself and kissed him. "I'd very much like to get to know you better." -- /~leowulf/ -- * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 48