Starting a New Tradition

Ever since the divorce, Kim dreaded going home from college, especially around the holidays. If she went to her Mom's house, she had to deal with whatever douchey sleazeball she was currently allowing to squat in her childhood home, rent free. If she went to her Dad's, she had to deal with him bitching about her mother the entire time. With all the COVID nonsense going on in the world, she decided it would just be easier to stay in her cramped little apartment and get some much-needed rest and relaxation. After she dealt with all the guilt trips from her parents, trying to win her to their side of the post-divorce fence, she reasoned that she had earned a pampering weekend.

Her apartment complex had been largely empty since the semester finished two weeks before. Now that Christmas was merely days away though, the parking lot that was always a battlefield for spaces, was now home to only three vehicles. As she stood at the window in her bathrobe, about to close the curtains, she looked out across the courtyard and saw several Christmas trees through windows and some garland hanging from balconies, but not a single apartment lit up in the three opposing buildings. She then looked up and felt a tug at her heartstrings as the snow had picked up which reminded her of all those great white Christmases growing up.

She shook the thought from her head and reminded herself that those days were gone and, though she had hoped some new family traditions would be developed, it had been three years since her parents had split and no such fantasy had come to pass. Then, like the loud noise from the bottle of wine she had just opened, an idea popped into Kim's head. She would create her own new Christmas tradition.

Let It Snow rang out from the living room speaker. Several candles flickered in the bathroom. A second glass of wine sat on the tiled floor next to the half empty bottle. Kim's head lay back against the back of her bathtub as she relaxed every muscle in her steaming hot bubble bath. Thoughts of happy childhood memories danced through her head, which led to high school memories, then to first kisses. The effects of the wine and now-not-so-recent break up from her long-time high school sweetheart turned her thoughts from the innocent sugar plum variety to lusty parked car and late night make out sessions including plenty of heavy petting.

The sudden splash of water on the floor snapped Kim out of her fantasy and she felt a rush of embarrassed heat on her cheeks. She let out a relieved sigh when she saw her clumsy slip hadn't spilled any water into her wine glass and celebrated by taking another large sip. When she set the glass back down, she noticed her bath water had gone tepid and her hands were starting to prune. Apparently, she had drifted further into her day dreams than she had realized which was confirmed when her other hand returned from its familiar journey between her legs.

As she stood to towel off, Kim came to two more revelations. First, the wine had started to work its magic and she had to brace herself while she brought her leg over the side of the tub. Second, and perhaps closely related to the first, she was incredibly horny. The low flickering candlelight danced shadows around the small bathroom and Kim admired her reflection in the full-length mirror attached to the back of the door. Her usually bouncy auburn curls were pulled down over her shoulders as they dripped bath water down her body. Kim rubbed a towel over her front side to remove what remained of the bubbles from the bath before she dabbed her hair and pulled it back over her shoulders.

Due to her state, her areolas had taken their usual dime-sized shape they always did when she was turned on. Kim couldn't help but give one of them a playful pinch as she rubbed her hands from her hair back down her front, over her admittedly medium sized breasts. Not that any guy, or girl for that matter, had ever complained about their size, she sometimes wished for larger endowments. She then reaffirmed with a cup and drop of them, that what she lacked in size she more than made up for in perkiness and bounciness. The dark pink color of her areolas stood out in sharp contrast to the rest of her silky white skin, save the little patch of brownish-red between her legs.

Once again, distant memories of her ex crept into her mind as she fingered through the patch of hair. He always said that he liked the au natural look on his girls. Kim could never understand this as she always preferred herself clean shaven, as had most of the guys before him. As long as he was still wiling to go down on her though, how could a girl complain? She sneered at the fuzzy patch, then her frown straightened to a sly smirk.

With her supplies in place, Kim took a look around her seasonally festooned apartment and appreciated the fact that her decorated tree and other lit decorations allowed her keep the jarring overhead lights off and still see, and lowered herself onto the edge of her sofa with her towel under her bottom. Her near empty glass of wine sat beside her left foot, her razor next to it. The TV sparked to life, and Kim settled in for yet another rewatching of The Holiday. Her hands lathered the shaving gel then rubbed it on her legs. She then grabbed for her razor, before thinking better of it and bringing her wine glass to her lips for another sip before realizing it was the last. Exasperation struck and she let out a frustrated whimper.

She peeked her head through the curtains that covered her sliding glass door, careful to not disturb the garland strings that precariously adorned the whole window, to check on the storm outside. What had started out as a winter storm had died down to a quiet flurry of wintery night. There still wasn't a single lit apartment. Since not a creature was stirring, and since she loved to watch the snowflakes dance in the sky, Kim figured there was no harm in leaving the curtains drawn. Like the mouse in the next line from the popular Christmas poem, Kim then scurried to the bathroom to get the bottle of wine. Prize in hand, she sauntered back into the room and refilled her glass before setting them both back on the floor and lowering herself back down on her sofa.

She shaved her legs, then rubbed another dab of cream on her mound and outer labia. Before she sheered her kitty, she took another long sip of her wine and checked in just as Jude Law drunkenly convinced Cameron Diaz to spend the night. Kim could feel the perfect blend of wine, cheesy romance movie, and soon-to-be bare beaver build into a warm campfire in her belly. Her instincts were confirmed as she rubbed the last remnants of shaving lotion from her nether region with the towel then ran a finger through her soft, smooth slit and felt her dampness already begging for attention.

There was a sudden movement in her peripheral and Kim's body tensed up as she was laying completely nude in her living room. She snickered as she turned her head and saw it was the reflection of the image from the TV in the sliding glass door. The lights on inside created a mirror effect on the glass, and as she continued her scan, she noticed she could see the side of her couch and her legs in the other pane of the door. At this point, the wine was making most of her decisions, and without a second thought, she was up and angling the couch back. When she turned and peeked over her shoulder to check the view, she was treated with a perfect glimpse of her tight round butt, cute little butthole, and the slightest peek inside her pink lip folds. Staying in her bent over position, she slid a hand down between her thighs, reached back, and spread her lips for an unobstructed view into her honey pot.

Reviewing her freshly done handy work only served to drive her further down the slippery lust slope she had already started down and it wasn't long until her body demanded deeper probing. Who was she to deny herself she reasoned, after all, she was all alone and creating a brand-new holiday tradition? With the decision made, she pranced off to her room and returned moments later with a present in each hand: her bejeweled butt plug and favorite vibrator.

Jude and Cameron were put to bed and a new, more adult themed program adorned the screen, as Kim found a decent looking porn video on her phone and airplayed it onto the screen. She quickly reached for the remote to mute the volume, but then tossed it aside and paraphrased the old adage: if two people fuck in the woods and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound? Kim made a snap decision to mimic the positions and tempo as best she could to really immerse herself in the fantasy.

The petite girl, whose massive tits were squeezed into a tiny children's pajama set, frolicked into the tackily decorated living room. She looked around, then barely crouched behind the sofa, not even bothering to get out of sight completely. Kim couldn't help but smile at the level of the acting, but figured no one was tuning in expecting Meryl Streep. Then a large, muscle-bound man walked in without a shirt, but with a large red sack over his shoulder. She scoffed again at the absurdity that they couldn't even spring for a long white beard.

This last thought snapped her out of her over analytical spiral...or maybe it was the man ripping his red shorts down letting his huge, semi-hard cock spill over the waistline and smack against the middle of his thigh. Kim's hand instinctively grabbed for her breast and she started to roll her nipple between her thumb and index finger. Evidently, the unveiling had a similar effect on the pig-tailed woman as she licked her lips and stumbled forward into the couch which made a noise and revealed her existence to the man.

Another great string of acting ensued before the girl dropped to her knees and took the growing erection in her hand; her mouth agape in awe at its size. Kim too brought her toy to her mouth and started to shadow the couple onscreen. As Kim always produced plenty of self-lubrication, she never bothered even spitting on her toy, let alone letting it gag her, to get things started. Oddly enough, she had to admit she was feeling extra aroused as the soft, veiny toy slammed in and out of her mouth and could feel the proof of it drip down the inside of her thigh.

She spread her knees slightly wider and pressed her ass back against her hand to mimic the guy's hand in the video when he reached over the woman's shoulder to grab a fistful of cheek. Both hands then sharply smacked their targets in near unison. Kim then diverted from her counterparts for the first time thus far and reached next to her on the couch to retrieve the small heart shaped jewel end of her favorite plug.

Her muscles tensed around the cold metal of the tapered tip when it first nudged against Kim's love button, then slowly twirled and slid back along her folds and gathered a coating of lust nectar before resting against its final goal of the puckered hole of her tight rear end. Kim then rejoined her accompaniment's lead, when the man's finger slipped from her lips and he brought it back over her shoulder to her rear end. Kim mirrored her movements and spit-roasted herself by shoving the vibrator into her mouth, moaning around it, as the plug popped into place behind her.

While the man grabbed and lifted the tiny woman onto the couch, Kim simply brought her feet to the side before lowering her hip to the floor to ensure the plug stayed in place behind her. As the man straddled the woman and pinned her down, Kim laid back against the couch and spread her legs out in front of her. Her eyes caught her reflection in the glass door and she pinched her nipple once again before dropping her hand between her legs and spreading her lips open for a full view of her freshly shaved clam.

A long string of spit fell from the woman's mouth and dropped between her heaving breasts as she propped herself up on her elbows and the man took a small step back and let his shiny, veiny cock fall with a splash into the pool of saliva in her cleavage. He reached up and engulfed his erection between the two milky orbs and started to aggressively thrust between them. Kim turned the vibrator to its highest setting and let a string of spit fall onto her own chest. She then took the tip of the toy, caught the trail, and swirled it around her chest. She circled each areola, pressing it against each and teasing them until her large eraser-tip nipples stood fully erect.

Warm butterflies danced in her belly as the man on screen lowered a hand to the woman's crotch and swiped his hand over her mound then waved his fingers back and forth over her lips. The woman arched her back and opened her legs wide to allow her partner full access to her. Kim took her cue and slid one foot under the couch, pinning it in place behind one of the legs and the other hung in a wide v, her labia lay open exposing her glistening pearl and aching hole.

Kim switched the vibrator off and dropped it at her side as her hand copied the path of her foil's to the promised land between the legs of the girl. Both moaned loudly at initial insertion of a middle finger. Kim started her self-patented thumb swirl, come-hither finger wag combo which never disappointed in creating a quick and intense orgasm. She felt her entire pelvic region tense and pulse around her own finger before the final wave washed over her and allowed her to open her eyes again and check back on the other couple.

Her audible prayers were answered as the man on screen allowed the woman to lick his finger clean as he rubbed his thick manhood along her slit until his massive mushroom head poked and prodded her hood to coax her clit from hiding. Kim felt a slight tinge of jealousy at the girl's prize while she had to settle for her battery-operated replacement that was only about half an inch in circumference at its head.

Despite the disparity between the two phalluses, if anything, Kim seemed more enthused by the thought of what happened next. The girl's eyes winced as the man drove deep into her until his scrotum rested against her butthole. Kim had to bite down on her bottom lip to keep from screaming out as she fully impaled herself leaving just the slight handle pinched between her fingers. He remained buried inside of her while the two locked eyes and then engaged in an impassioned kiss.

Without the option to follow along, Kim was left to improvise and didn't disappoint. Her gaze strayed to her own reflection in the mirror of the glass door and just the sight of her stuffed womanhood made her lust after herself. She brought a hand to her sensitive nipple and rolled her knuckles, teasing it and driving herself wild. When she pinched down firmly with her index finger and thumb, a soft whimper gave way to a grunt.

A chorus of groans, grunts, and guttural wails of longing rang out from the three as they continued to fervently ravage each other. One swift curl from the man had pivoted his partner from her position on her back to her current position on all fours, bent over the wooden bench. Kim in turn, pivoted so her face was pressed against the couch and her butt pointed directly back toward the glass door.

In order to keep pressure on her love-bud, Kim positioned her palm so her thumb rubbed against it with each stroke. This also allowed for her fingers to not only drive her pulsing-joy-stick into her inviting hole, but also gently nudge her bejeweled backside toy on every stroke.

Her thighs quivered repeatedly as Kim was blessed with the gifts of extremely sensitive and reactive nerves as well as and ability to have multiple orgasms with little-to-no refractory period. Often times she would lose count of how many orgasms she would have on a single sexual encounter. In an anecdote her friends never seemed to tire from retelling, she once had to stop dating a guy whose only mode of transportation was a motorcycle. The end came shortly after an embarrassing first welcome to his parent's house after a two-hour ride there. She dismounted and revealed that she had soaked through not only her panties, but her thick denim jeans to the point where it looked as though she had peed herself.

Loud shouts from the man announced he was about to have his release and the woman begged for him to let her taste herself and suck him dry. This, of course, received a quick approval and drove the added benefit of driving him over the edge. She sprang to action, and in a blur, twirled around and performed a magic trick in making the man's entire cock disappear down the back of her throat. Kim was amazed, as she remembered the woman wincing as the man entered her and thinking she would barely be able to handle the massive head of it let alone the thick shaft.

Ropes of semen mixed with spit burst forth from the corners of her mouth and dripped down onto her chest while she greedily bobbed her head up and down to drain every last drop from him. He was all to happy to allow her to gorge on her well-earned prize. She continued to do so, even as he lay back on the couch, exhausted, flaccid cock now limp against his belly. Her hands massaged her tits, then brought the cum-saliva-mix covered fingers up and stuffed all four fingers into her mouth. When she had finally satiated herself, she winked at the camera and waved a final goodbye.

The screen went black and Kim let the final quakes of her last, whole body, climax dissipate before she gathered herself and brought a foot to the floor to finally get up and collapse into her big, soft bed for a sex induced coma. She drained the last sips of her glass of wine, and set it on the countertop, then pointed a toe to press the off switch on the surge protector for all the various Christmas lights around the room and went on her way to her bedroom.

When the room was dark, her head snapped to the glass door where she now saw two different apartments, one on either side of the adjacent buildings, were fully lit. On her left, there were two boys, about her age, making no effort to hide the fact that they were openly staring at the show she had put on for them. The appreciation of the slightly older man, in the apartment on the right, was even more apparent as he stood, cock in hand, stroking wildly and staring down into her apartment. As her eyes adjusted to the dark, she noticed several other shadowy figures stirring in dimly, tree and decorative string, lit apartments throughout the buildings.

Kim froze in shock at first, then the feeling was replaced by a rush of excitement at being the source of so much holiday cheer. She ran back, switched the lights back on, and raised her hand, still covered in her own juices from the night's activities, and stuffed all four fingers into her mouth. In one last act of mirroring of the girl from the video, she gave a hearty wink and waved goodbye to her adoring fans and thought, "and to all a good night," as she took a long, deep bow and went off to bed to let her, hopefully wet, dreams dance through her head.