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Letter to Santa  

rm_ura4u 51F
28 posts
12/6/2007 3:33 pm

Last Read:
12/26/2007 4:21 pm

Letter to Santa


Dear Santa:

Hello, this is U! Do you remember me from when I was a ? Well, it’s been a long time since I last wrote to you with my Christmas wish list. I’m all grown up now and I thought, if you weren’t too busy, you could bring me the one gift I really want this year:

First of all, his name is Mr. X. He’s the most gorgeous, sexy man in Texas, and just thinking about his body makes me crazy. He has a great laugh, wonderful sense of adventure and a fascinating pair of brown eyes that you could fall in lust with ten times a day.

I’m pretty sure he likes me, too, so here’s my gift wish:

I would like it to be snowing, or at least really cold on a dark winter night. I’ll turn down all the lights at my place (you may remember I live in Texas too) and maybe light a few candles to set the mood. This is where you come in:

If you could somehow get Mr. X over to my place ‒ preferably wearing a black thong or nothing at all ‒ I could do just about everything else. I’ll have a couple of glasses of wine ready to serve. He loves those. Maybe have some Marvin Gaye playing softly in the background. After that, I know this great place where I can bring in Pasta. Dinner by candlelight, music and drinks….I can manage all that, Santa, where I need your help is getting him to give me a sign that he wants to make this Christmas special.

If you could just help me out here, this is what I’d do:

After the Zinfadel and Pasta, I’d take his hand in mine and gaze into those hypnotic brown eyes of his. I’d slip my arm around his waist and bring him close to me. Then I’d softly kiss his neck and nuzzle his ears, whispering his name. I’d press up against him, feel his heart beating against mine. I’d pull back a little bit, and then lightly touch his lips against my own.

Santa, this part is crucial. I need him to kiss me back. Mr. X has the most beautiful lips and sensual mouth I’ve ever kissed. I want to hear him sigh and give me a deep, luscious kiss. He doesn’t have to say a word. I want to feel his tongue on mine. I want him to reach for my breasts to let me know he wants me as much as I want him.

Santa, I really want to suck his cock. I know you might not get that request very often, but Mr. X has the most beautiful cock on earth. Don’t get me wrong, I love to kiss and lick other parts of his body, too. But no other cock has ever tasted so sweet or felt so right in me. I want him to suck my nipples and feel my breasts in his mouth. I want to feel my lips against his abs. Then I want to spread his magnificent legs to enjoy the ultimate prize. I want to lick it and suck it and kiss it and drive him crazy.

Am I asking too much? I hope not. Oh. And another thing:

I want him to lick my pussy, Santa. Sometimes Mr. X can be a little shy. I don’t want him to be shy anymore. I want him to really suck my clit. I want him to stroke me with one hand and squeeze my ass with the other. I want him to swirl his tongue around and around, run it up and down my honey hole and then lick me between my legs. I want to feel my juices overflowing and mixing with his saliva.

I’d like to get on my hands and knees for Mr. X and raise my beautiful, firm, round ass straight up in the air for him. I want him to drive his cock into my warm, wet pussy. I want him to place each of his hands on each of my ass cheeks and spread them wide. And then I want him to plunge in to my juicy, steaming sensuality. I just want to hear him sigh as he glides inside, pounding his way further into me.

And I want to push back. I want him to feel my warm, soft ass cheeks bumping up against his hips. I want to reach back and grab his ass, and feel his balls slapping up against me. I want him to pound me faster and harder and make me moan and squeal with delight. I want to feel my muscles squeezing his cock tighter with every thrust until both of us release a full load of passion, collapsing in each others’ arms and curling up in front of the fire.

I’m not asking for a big screen TV or a new computer or anything else this year, Santa. Just this one Christmas wish. Just Mr. X. That’s all I want.

Love,

U


AggiePlaything 42M

12/6/2007 7:03 pm

I wish I was that lucky guy


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