A Very Merry Christmas!

My friend Jesse and I have been friends for going on eight years. We met online when we were only 14. It started out as friendly chat buddies, but later turned into dirty e-mails, webcam, and letters. I can honestly say that even though we lived in two different states, that I truly felt that I had fallen for him. I wanted to meet him face to face more than anything, but I was never sure how he felt about the situation.

Two years ago, on December 22, I asked Jesse to come visit me for Christmas. I was going to be in a play that my grandmother's church put on every year, and wanted him to be there. "I'm going to be Santa's helper in this year's play." I told Jesse that night on the phone, "It would be nice if you could make it up here to see it."

I wanted more than anything for Jesse to come visit. My body ached and yearned to feel his touch, to taste him, and so much more. I thought that this would be the perfect opportunity; we were both out of school for Christmas break.

"I will try my best Heather, but I am not making any promises that I can't keep." Jesse's voice sounded faint; almost a whisper.

"OK..." I felt like I was pressuring him by the sound of his voice, but I just sighed and said, "Well...my play starts at 6:00 pm on the 24th...just in case you could make it." With that I hung up the phone and started with my nightly routines.

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Two days passed, and I was beginning to worry. I hadn't heard from Jesse, and assumed he was upset with me. My feelings were hurt, but my grandmother was counting on me. I didn't go to church, so this was her reasoning for me making it up to her. I did it, only because I loved her and wanted her to be happy.

That night I was back stage with my best friend Amanda. I didn't want her to know that I was upset about Jesse. She thought he was a lost cause. We were getting ready when she asked, "Are you OK?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." I was a little startled by the question. I hadn't realized that I was off in my own little world.

"Sure?" Amanda looked at me quizzically.

"Yes!" I gave Amanda my best cheesy smile, and hoped she would leave it alone.

She did fall for the fake smile because she went off rambling about her new army boyfriend. I was happy for her, but at the moment I couldn't stop thinking about Jesse. I missed his deep voice, the way his whisper sent chills down my spine, and the way I couldn't help but get excited when a text was received.

We stood there at the mirrors getting ready for the show. After the make-up was applied, and the costumes were in order, I stood back to examine myself in the mirror. I was wearing a Santa had that was pinned to my dark hair with bobby pins. My short hair was curled, and fell sweeping my neck just below my ears. I felt stupid yet sexy in the costume, which consisted of a red velvet dress that stopped mid-thigh. It had white fluff around the edges, black buttons down the front, and a wide black belt around my waist. The neck line scooped down to where my round breasts peaked out the top. I had to wear green tights and little elf shoes. Like I said, stupid, yet sexy; I felt sexy.

Once on stage I hate the fact that I had to dance. For my petite body frame, my DD breasts just didn't match. They bounced; it was inevitable. I felt self conscious but I knew this play would be over soon.

After an hour and a half of dancing and singing, I was finally free to go back stage. Amanda was constantly bouncing by my side (please understand that Amanda is a bit strange, and always hyper). She twirled my curls around her fingers and giggled.

"Can I help you?" I asked with a smile.

"Only if you let me undress you with my teeth." She giggled and finally calmed down.

"I'll take a rain check. Why are you so excited?"

"If only you knew..." With those last words, she danced off to find Matt. I sighed. I took one last look at myself in the full length mirror, and decided to head home.

Right before I reached the coat rack, I heard a man clear his throat behind me. At first I didn't think anything of it. I heard it again. This time I turned around to see Jesse. I couldn't believe my eyes. He was actually standing in front of me! His pictures definitely didn't do his body any justice. He stood around 6 foot. He was muscular and toned. He had short dirty blonde hair and beautiful green eyes. I couldn't help but stare at his muscles budging out of his sweater, and the way his jeans fit.

"I can't believe you actually came!" I was so excited. I ran right up to him and gave him a big hug. Of course it was around his waist since I am about a foot shorter than he is.

"Well, I figured we owed it to each other...and I really wanted to see you." He smiled and hugged me back.

"I'm about to walk home. Do you want to walk with me?" I couldn't stop staring at his body. It made my mouth water, and that wasn't the only thing getting damp.

"No. I figured I came, I saw you, and now I am going home." He laughed. It was so deep and angelic. I thought I was going to cum in my tights. "Of course I will walk you home."

I put on my jacket, and we started our walk back to my house. I only lived four blocks away. It was beautiful out. The weather was cold, snow was falling, and that meant that we could get warm together. We walked talking about this and that. We pointed out stars to each other, and I told him how I was worried that he was mad at me. As we walked up my front porch, he noticed that there were no lights on.

"Where is your family?" He asked confused.

"They go to my grandparent's house on Christmas Eve, and then come home Christmas day." I smiled unlocking the front door. I was still in disbelief.

"Shouldn't you be with them?" He asked confused.

"It's more for my younger brothers, so I get to stay home." I opened the door and let him in.

"Oh..." He looked around, "You have a beautiful home."

"Thanks." I smiled and hung my coat up by the front door. I was a little embarrassed because I could feel my nipples tugging at the fabric of the dress. I was hoping it wasn't too noticeable.

I took him into the family room and started a fire for warmth. I offered him something to drink, but he declined. As we sat there on the couch talking I couldn't stop thinking about him without his shirt on. I wanted him to hold me and kiss me. I wanted to feel his body next to mine, and most of all, I wanted him inside me. I couldn't stop peaking at the crotch of his pants. I was curious as to how big it was.

Jesse must have seen me peaking because he asked, "Do you like what you see?"

"Well I definitely like what I see, but I can't give you a definite answer about the parts I can't see." I wanted Jesse so bad. The thoughts running through my head were making me wet. I decided I had to make a move, "I hope you don't mind, but I have to take these tights off. They are irritating me."

"Not at all." He smiled.

I walked to my room and removed the tights. I also decided to remove my panties. When I walked back out into the family room Jesse was relaxed on the couch watching the fire. I figured this was my chance. I walked over to the fireplace and opened the cabinet next to it. I bent over low enough so that I knew Jesse would get a nice view of my freshly shaved pussy. I grabbed a log to throw on the fire and peaked back at Jesse. He was staring. Good, I just smiled.

Once I placed the log on the fire, I went back to the couch and got comfortable with Jesse. I snuggled close to him. I threw one leg over his, and noticed the big bulge in his pants. That made me excited even more. My nipples were fighting with the fabric, and my pussy was aching for him.

"Did you like what you saw?" I asked, mimicking what he had said earlier.

"Uh...yes I did." His cheeks turned red, and this encouraged me more.

"Good. Then you might like this as well..." I stood up in front of him. I took the wide belt off and flung it to the other side of the room. He stared with his eyes the size of saucers. I started with the top button and made my way down the rest. I shrugged the dress down my shoulders, and slowly removed it from my body. I swayed my hips to give him a little show. Once the dress hit the floor, I reached back and unclasped my bra. I let that fall as well. My entire body was visible for him to see.

"Well...ahem...wow..." Was all he could manage. I could tell that he was excited as well. The bulge in his pants was pressing hard against his jeans.

I walked over and placed one leg on each side of him. My round breasts pressed against his hard chest, and I could feel his hard dick pressing against my aching pussy. I leaned forward and kissed him. He did not object; he kissed back. His lips were full and tasted sweet. I teased his lips with my tongue, and eventually broke the barrier. My tongue explored his mouth. They twisted together, and massaged each other. I felt his fingertips run along my ribs, down to my ass. He gave a nice firm squeeze, and I leaned into his touch. Our kiss became more passionate and deep. I reached down and began to work his sweater up over his chisled torso. I only broke the kiss long enough to get the sweater off and toss it to the other side of the room.

When the kiss was finally broken I could feel myself dripping down my leg. I wanted him in me more than anything.

"I want you in me now." I whispered softly into his ear, and then started nibbling on it.

Jesse flipped me over onto my back and began leaving a trail of kisses starting at my neck, down across my flat stomach. When he reached my mound my hips rose in anticipation. My body was yearning for him. He kissed my thighs gently on each side before flicking my clit with his tongue. I shivered at that motion and a tiny moan escaped my lips. He continued teasing my clit with his tongue. My hands were entwined in his hair pulling him closer. He began licking the full length. He nibbled gently in a way that made my pussy throb even more. My head was lying back on the couch as I was begging him for more.

He gently slid one finger in; I moaned at the feeling. He then slid another finger in. Jesse was flicking my clit with his tongue, and fucking me with his fingers at the same time. It felt so good; I couldn't control the moans and sounds of pleasure from leaving my mouth. After a few minutes I could feel the waves of climax begin. My muscles tighten around his fingers, and I couldn't resist anymore. My climax hit with more pressure than ever before. Jesse didn't stop. He continued to lap up all of my juices.

I was panting, and having a hard time catching my breath. Jesse kissed his way back up. He sat up and undid his jeans. When he slid his jeans down I couldn't believe how big he was. I bit my lip and pulled him forward. He grabbed himself and guided towards my pussy. He rubbed the head against my clit; another moan escaped my lips. He teased me for a few minutes before finally pushing all the way in. My body arched up, and I heard him grunt. He started pumping slow. Long slow strokes. I was enjoying every inch of him. My nails dug into his back and he thrusted harder. With every pump he moved harder and faster. I wasn't the only one moaning, he was as well.

With my hands caressing his ass, he reached up and cupped my breast. He played with the nipple; twisting and tugging on it. It felt amazing. I could feel myself getting close to another orgasm. I leaned forward and started kissing his neck. My nails ran down his back, and he got even faster. I couldn't stop it anymore. I let out a loud moan and the orgasm hit. That time Jesse came with me. He buried his dick deep in my pussy and released his seed.

We both collapsed on the couch. He laid on me circling his finger around my belly button.

"That was great!" I whispered.

"You're telling me." He looked at me and smiled, "Merry Christmas!"

Then we heard keys jingling outside the door...