Wood - Pining for a White Christmas - Sex Stories

Wood - Pining for a White Christmas

A little, round old man jovially strolled the halls of his retirement home, his jiggly belly keeping a faster pace than his feet as it guided his path to each of the residents' rooms one at a time. With each new neighbor he visited the old, beardy man would deliver a gift; a small box wrapped in shiny red paper, bound in a snow white ribbon and topped with a suitable green bow. Each of the old man's fellow elders would receive a gift this day, and each would open a similar, yet subtly unique flower pot tailored specifically to the recipient. Each flower pot was reasonably simple, with just enough detail to be a pleasant decoration on its own without being tacky or overly flashy, and each of these pots found its home in the window of its owner. As the gifts were being delivered that day, the fat little man giving them out appeared to be known and loved by all whom he came across, as if they were old friends that had never known a time without him, and yet once the last of the flower pots were delivered and the red clad man departed, it was almost as if his very existence had been forgotten.

Her breasts were exceptional, a pair of perky handfuls that bounced just the right amount as the doctor thrust into her again and again, her dark skin glistening with sweat that scarcely dripped upon the discarded nurse uniform beneath her. Each moan was a desperate cry for release through the doctor's muffling hand, his throbbing shaft driving deep inside his lover's swollen entrance as its girth spread the lips wide, causing the nurse's eyes to roll back beneath their lids. The scent of raw lust and passion filled the room, drowning out the smell of the elderly that lingered far too fiercely, and as the lovers voraciously went at one another their steadily intensifying sex had grown so powerful that they no longer cared to be silent. The restroom was filled with the sounds of flesh smacking into flesh, deep moans of pleasure and desire, and as the only security guard working in the facility gazed upon his wife and her lover savagely fucking one another he stroked himself so violently a fountain of bliss launched across the room; it landed directly on the doctor's foot. "Whoot zee fook, joo vapean hoocher! Dis muh gewd fot!" The doctor's eyes burned with a rage hotter than his passion for the cuckold's wife in which his throbbing cock currently found itself implanted. "Oh, dawlin'... please dun' hurt 'em. He ain't mean nothin' by it, he just got e'cited!" The whorish wife's eyes flooded with tears as she pleaded for her pathetic husband's life, desperate not to be responsible for another man's life being lost over her vagina, and even more desperate for her lover to stay out of prison. "Think 'bout where they put ya if you kill again! Las' time they said it's ya last time! Ain't no comin' back from it again!" The doctor closed his eyes, a heavy sigh releasing immense pressure as he decompressed his blinding rage. "Lick et oof, ja toofin' scowler... wunt be ...