Sharons Christmas Visit To Me Ch 03

All you read here is true. Only the names in this write up are changed to hide our and our friends' real identities.

Saturday.... December 21st

We both awoke early. We lay face to face and kissed good morning. "How's your shoulder?"

"Not good, I didn't sleep too well."

Sharon rose from the bed to get me some pills and brought them back with some water. "It'll ease in fifteen minutes." She said. "How about I make you a coffee? You stay there, I haven't finished with you yet."

She returned with two coffees, put them both on the bedside tables and climbed back into bed. She snuggled up close to me and began kissing me tenderly. "What can I do for you?" She asked. I simply smiled at her. Her hand reached down and began feeling my groin area. "There you go, you're growing nicely." She began to slow wank me and kiss me. "I won't be long." With that she disappeared under the duvet.

Kissing my chest and then stomach, she moved down and started licking my cock, which by now was quite stiff. Into her mouth I went. Warm and wet, she sucked hard on me. Cupping my balls, she began to nibble my cock head. I love this sensation and Sharon knows it.

Putting my hand on the duvet, I pushed her head down so she began to suck me again. There are some ways to wake up too. This has to be one of them!.

By now, I'm not feeling my shoulder pain. Either Sharon's mouth or the pills were having the right effect.

She spend a good ten minutes down there, wanking me, kissing, licking, playing with my arse hole and just generally fooling around.

Finally, my cock rigid, she pulled back the duvet, sweat around her neck and in her blond hair. "Are you ok?"

"Ummm, very good. And what now?"

"Now, I'm gonna sit on you and fuck you. I said leave it all to me, didn't I!"

She told me to lay further down the bed and squatted over my thighs and began to wank me again. This time she gripped my tool hard to wank me. Tool in hand she moved her cunt in position and pushed me inside her. "You're dry."

"I know but just wait moment, I'll be fine for you."

She began to ride me. I simply lay there watching her tits bounce with each lift and drop. I grabbed them and then squeezed her nipples. My hand went down to her cunt to start playing with her clit. Now she was wet and close to orgasm. My index finger joined my tool inside her pussy as she rode me harder. "Hey that feels nice. Push in deeper." I changed hand position so I could get deeper into her and have my thumb play with her clit. "Oh fuck, that's good." My other hand was now gripping her breast, my shoulder pain had disappeared.

"Come on girl, fuck me harder, I'm enjoying this."

She now grabbed my breasts, squeezing them hard and pumped so hard and fast on my cock. "I'm coming, squeeze my clit. Fucking hell, fuck, yes." I too was close. She was fucking me hard but I was concentrating on making her orgasm. She did. Throwing her head back, she rode me so hard. "Yes, yes, yes. Oh fuck."

My hands grabbed her waist. "Now my turn." She looked and grinned at me and started pumping me. Her nails scratching my chest and stomach. In no time I came, shooting my spunk deep into her. She continued to ride me.

"Now my turn."

"You're just fucking greedy."

Again riding me hard, with grinding motions, she orgasmed again.

She sat down on me and smiled. "How's the shoulder?"

"Good."

"You used your hand and arm well. That's good news."

"I was busy."

"You certainly were. There's nothing better than fucking you. Or sucking you. Or kissing you. Or wanking you."

"Can I have my cold coffee please?"

She laughed and dismounted me and reached for my coffee. "You're right. It's cold."

We got out of bed and Sharon made some toast. We sat and spoke about the day ahead. Seeing friends at lunch and then meeting with Teri for afternoon cocktails before having dinner.

We met Linda and Bob for lunch. They didn't want any lunch, having spent the previous night out with friends for dinner. We explained we hadn't long had breakfast so we could miss lunch too. Over a beer and wine we chatted about both of our Christmas plans. Linda and Bob were flying out that evening to spend Christmas with their daughter and her family. After an hour or so we wished them well for a good Christmas and I said I would contact them in the new year.

Hand in hand we made our way to meet Teri.

Teri had struggled with her relationship break up but we both agreed her mental state was improving. She was beginning to become more independent and less reliant on her ex. Whilst she still cared for him. When they did meet, he did the right things to turn Teri further away from him. All of her friends told her she was doing the right thing but our fear was that she just wasn't a hundred percent sure about her direction but we constantly tell her she's doing well. She still needs support.

The three of us walked along the seafront chatting. The sun was hot but in the shade it was chilly.

We made our way to Sharon and Teri's favourite cocktail bar and sat at a table in the sun. Drinks were ordered and drunk whilst we sorted out the world's problems between us. We all agreed, if we were in charge, the world would be a better, safer place for us all to live.

From the bar we made our way to a restaurant Sharon had wanted to try. The food was excellent and inexpensive which was good. Planning our next bar visit we paid and left, guaranteeing to our waiter we would be back.

By now the sun was almost gone, so we took a cab back to our own town area and went to Holly's bar. There's always good music being played and a good vibe to the place. We sat chatting over a few beers before Sharon said. "Right, we're off, I'm gonna fuck this man!" I stood immediately to say goodbye to Teri. Suddenly I thought, Sharon is going to ask Teri to join us, but she didn't. She leaned over and kissed Teri's cheek saying. "I'll call you." I bent down to kiss Teri goodbye, thinking to ask her to join us, but thought better of it.

On our way back to the apartment, I asked Sharon if she ever thought Teri would join us in a three some at some point. "Oddly, she's referred to a three some with us on a couple of occasions but I've never pressed her on it!" Sharon herself isn't sure. Possibly afraid it would jeopardise their relationship or maybe Teri isn't the right one for Sharon's three some.

We arrived back at the apartment and Sharon popped a bottle of fizz and handed me a glass. We kissed and saluted each other. "Right. We're going to shower, then guess what? I'm going to fuck you!"

Sure enough, Sharon washed me, playing with my cock all the time. Then she dried me and told me to go to the bedroom. She showered herself before appearing at the bedroom door in a red lacy babydoll lingerie. I stared. "Fuck. You look good, no, amazing."

"Just for you baby."

She picked up her glass of fizz and took a sip. "Now I can either pour this down me and you can lick it off me, or I can pour it onto your cock and balls and I could lick it off you. Which would you prefer?"

"Right now, I'd like to see you parading around the bedroom dressed like that. The drink and me can come later!"

With that she began to walk around the bedroom, her eyes flirting. She sat on the edge of the bed and stroked my cock before getting back to her feet. She walked provocatively to the end of the bed, placing one hand and one knee on the bed taking a sip of fizz and showing almost all of her breast to me. "Fancy what you see?" I said nothing, just watched her. She moved further around the bed. Again sat down, took a mouth full of fizz and place her mouth around my stiff cock. She sucked me well. Me watching her, she staring back at me. "So, what do you want of me My Lord?"

During sexts, we somethings refer to each other as My Lord and My Whore. We act out role play and just have some fun.

Sharon is My Whore. Wanting constantly to please me. I feel she would do anything I ask of her. Sexually, I want her anyway I can, but I won't degrade her. She's too special for that.

I recently saw a woman wearing a collar in a bar and it became apparent who her partner was, her owner. I so wanted to discuss with them how they got to that stage of their relationship. I never did, I could have been wrong. It may have just been a dress item for her.

Sharon sat on the edge of the bed and was slowly wanking me. "Well what do you want?"

"I want you to wank me and suck me and swallow my cum, dressed like that."

She put her glass down and moved round the bed and spread my legs apart. She took my hard cock in her hand and began to wank me, watching me closely whilst doing so.

Her other hand began to caress and gently squeeze my bollocks. On her knees she leaned forward and licked my helmet. "Oh nice, I can taste your cum already." Now she nibbled on my head before taking me into her mouth. She worked me hard with her mouth, tongue and teeth. "Lift your legs, I want to finger your arse!"

Raising my legs, she moved her head down to lick and spit on my ass hole. She returned to sucking me before slowly entered me with her finger and then began to fuck my ass using her digit. All the time sucking my cock and running her other hand across my body.

I was close to orgasm and grabbed her hair, increasing the pace of her blow job on me. That in turn increased the pace at which she was fingering my ass.

I came with an almighty explosion. I've no idea what my moans were or what I said. I just think it was possibly the best wank orgasm I'd had.

Sharon sat up, licking her lips and removing her finger. "Gees, how much spunk was that?"

We laughed that my bollock boys were working overtime to produce my cum and lots of it.

"Let me clean myself up and we can get some sleep."

As she left the bedroom, I called to her, "Hey Sharon, stay dressed. I want to sleep with dressed like that."