Miracles can happen on Christmas Eve.

Based on a post by auguy86, in 2 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at My First Time.

 

“I; I don’t want to just be a charity case,” Ken replied. “If you do this, Gabrielle;”

“It

will only be because I want to. Promise,” Gabby replied, finishing his

thought. “Now, your first lesson in kissing: making the move. I’m a

young, attractive woman who has been making eye contact with you all

night and finding every excuse in the book to touch you. You may not

realize it, but when a woman does that, it means she’s ready for you to

make the move. Try it on me, just like I did.”

Mimicking Ken,

Gabby closed her eyes, waiting for the moment that Ken would kiss her

once more. He leaned in as she had done, trying to take his time and not

rush anything. As he was about to kiss her, he remembered that

agonizing wait when he could sense her almost on top of him. Pausing

mere centimeters from her lips, he allowed the tension to build up for a

few moments. Soon, a huge smile began to form on Gabby’s lips; she was

enjoying this, and he hadn’t even touched her yet! Ken collected his

courage and finally met her lips with his, moving them ever so slightly

as he kissed her. He only had his instincts to guide him, but she didn’t

seem to mind one bit.

“Umm; that was very nice,” Gabby whispered

as they parted. “Good job in mimicking my technique. Let’s try one

more. This time, lick your lips just a bit before you kiss me, and try

to let our mouths fit together like a puzzle. You can take my lower lip

between yours, or I can take your lip between mine. Tilting your head to

the side a bit is also a natural position. The possibilities are almost

endless. When you’re ready, don’t be afraid to put your tongue in my

mouth. In the future, you’ll want to be careful about doing this too

soon, but for our purposes tonight, go right ahead.”

Ken did as

she instructed, and found that the increased moisture to be quite

pleasant. It allowed each of their lips to slide along the other’s with

little effort. All too soon, he felt Gabby take his lower lip in hers,

sucking lightly and even nibbling for an instant. After she did this a

second time, Ken took the hint and reciprocated in kind, eliciting a

contented murmur from Gabby. As their kissing became more passionate, he

could no longer resist the urge to taste this gorgeous woman. Still

tentative, he pressed his tongue against the crease of her lips, which

parted to allow him entry. Though he didn’t know what to do once he was

in, he soon found himself enthralled in Gabby’s passions. Her tongue

danced with his, exploring his mouth in a slow, methodical fashion. This

gave him the perfect gauge to judge his own efforts by. After nearly

twenty minutes of making out, they finally separated, their faces

flushed from the experience.

“Holy shit.” Ken sighed.

“You,

my friend, are one quick study. The next girl that kisses you may well

get addicted and refuse to let you go,” Gabby agreed with a playful

grin. Leaning back on the sofa, she reached down and unbuttoned the top

button of her jeans, asking, “You ready to learn something else?”

In

spite of his hardening cock, Ken couldn’t help but feel like he was

doing something he shouldn’t. “Look, you seriously don’t have to;”

“I

want to,” she said with confidence. “Ken, you are such a sweet, special

guy, and I want to show you that. I want to prove to you how lucky a

girl I would be to have a guy like you.”

Would be? What’s that supposed to mean?

“I’ve

never made love to a virgin, Ken,” she continued. “But I know what I

love in bed, and I think I can help you get quite good at this. You

don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, but if you’ll allow me, I’d

love nothing more than to take your virginity tonight.”

Ken was

torn. This woman certainly drove him crazy, but part of him worried this

was all an elaborate setup. Women never came on to him like this, let

alone one this beautiful! Then again, she hadn’t balked in the slightest

in kissing him. Hell, she had even encouraged him to French kiss her.

In spite of the fact that he had every reason to be distrusting after

Jacqueline’s message, he recognized that she had shown him nothing but

kindness and patience. He didn’t believe in destiny or fate, but if

there was a moment in which he was supposed to lose his virginity, this

had to be it.

“Okay; I want to,” he whispered.

“I’m glad,” she replied with a warm smile.

Fumbling with his belt, he said, “I guess I’d better;”

“There’s

plenty of time, Ken,” Gabby reassured him. “If we do this, I want to do

it right. I want to show you the proper way to take a girl around the

world. That starts with what we were doing earlier, only this time, you

can start removing my clothes in the process.”

As Ken leaned in

and resumed their kissing, Gabby guided his hands lower and slipped them

underneath her sweater. He spent a few moments enjoying the warm

sensation of skin-to-skin contact before tugging her sweater up. They

separated for a moment so that Gabby could finish peeling her top off,

revealing a simple, black silk bra. As they continued making out, Ken

reached behind her, trying to decipher the key to unhooking the

ever-hated bra.

“Want some advice?” Gabby asked with a slight giggle.

“Sure,” Ken signed, beginning to get frustrated.

“Feel for the crease, then slip one finger under and one finger over. Squeeze together and rub your fingers until it unhooks.”

Concentrating,

Ken did as she instructed. The clasp itself was easy to find, and her

descriptions were spot on. To his surprise, it only took one

unsuccessful attempt before he managed to snap the garment open.

“Impressive,” Gabby marveled.

“Thanks, but that was all you. I’d be lost without your instructions.”

“You’re a natural student; you take direction well. Ready for the next lesson?”

“Oh yeah,” Ken said with anticipation.

“Your

kissing skills have grown by leaps and bounds in just a few minutes.

Now you should remember that you don’t have to kiss just my lips. My

cheeks, my neck, my shoulders; my entire body is your playground. Few

things turn a woman on more than a man whose only desire is to worship

every inch of her form.”

With that, Gabby shrugged her shoulders

and slipped her bra off, revealing her ample D-cup tits to Ken. He was

utterly speechless at the sight he now beheld. They were not only large,

but quite perky as well. Her tiny pink nipples, already hard from their

making out, were the perfect accent to Gabby’s most notable assets. As

he drank her in, he felt her guide his hand towards her, reaching him

out to touch her tit. It barely fit into his hand, yet it was so soft

and warm that it felt like it just belonged there. Taking a deep breath,

Ken now reached in with both of his hands, squeezing her tits together

and exploring every inch of their surface. Remembering her words from a

moment ago, he leaned in once more and began to kiss his way from her

lips down to her chest.

“Yes; just like that.” she cooed.

Arriving

at the valley of her bosom, he made his way to one side, kissing her

tit while also stimulating her nipple with his finger.

“That’s so good, Ken; ooh, you can suck on them too,” she whispered with encouragement.

Ken’s

heart leapt at her suggestion, and he moved to take one of her tiny

nipples in his mouth. He sucked with eagerness at first, but Gabby soon

coaxed him to go slower.

“Careful there; be gentle.”

“Sorry.”

“Quite alright, they’re just a bit sensitive,” she said with a sweet giggle.

Ken

spent quite some time lapping at her tits, alternating sides every so

often. At first, Gabby advised him on when to change so as not to over

stimulate one side or the other. Soon, though, Ken was moving back and

forth all on his own, driving her wild with lust in the process. After

several minutes of this, she lifted his head up, a wicked grin on her

face.

“Ready for the big reveal?” she asked, lowering the zipper of her jeans.

“Uh; uh huh.”

Lifting

her hips up, Gabby slipped her jeans over her curvy ass and down her

long legs before kicking them off with her boots. She then turned to

recline back on the sofa, spreading her legs a tiny bit. The smoldering

come hither look she gave Ken was enough to bring any man to his knees.

“Come on, Ken; you’ve got a Christmas present to open.”

Ken’s

mouth went dry as he stared at her black thong panties, mesmerized in

disbelief by what was about to happen. With trembling hands, he slipped

his fingers into her waistband and slid the silky garment off, revealing

Gabby’s shaven pussy at last. In that moment, Ken had completely

forgotten that he was still wearing all his clothes.

“I just love the way you’re looking at me,” Gabby breathed, breaking his trance. “It’s like you won the lottery or something.”

“I; think I did.”

“So

sweet. Now then, time to learn how to really make a woman happy. Most

women are at least willing to engage in oral sex, but you always need to

give at least as much as you receive. It’s only polite. And there’s no

better way to make a woman want to suck your cock; than to eat her pussy without prompting. With that said.”

Gabby

now spread her legs wide for him, beckoning him to explore her

delectable womanhood. Following a trail she laid with her fingers, Ken

began to kiss his way up her leg and inner thigh. After repeating the

action on her other leg, he arrived at her soaked pussy, breathing in

the musky aroma seeping from within her.

“Spread my lips, Ken,” Gabby whispered.

Using

a gentle touch, he did as she asked, gazing deep into her slick tunnel.

He soon leaned forward, touching his tongue to the folds of her labia.

She tasted different than he had expected, perhaps a bit salty, but

nothing unpleasant in Ken’s mind. He continued to taste and tease her

lips for a few moments, and she began to squirm and writhe under him in

pleasure.

“Oh, yes; that’s just right, Ken; you can move a little

higher, too. See that little bump there? That’s my clit. She’s

sensitive, but if you pay enough attention to her; something good is

bound to happen.”

He tilted his head upwards a bit, running his

tongue along her lips as he arrived at her clit. Flicking the nub a

couple of times, he was surprised at just how strong Gabby’s reaction

was. Ken liked that. She was having the time of her life, and it was all

because of him. Feeling a twinge of confidence, he redoubled his

efforts and began lapping at her clit again and again, never giving her a

chance to rest.

“Yes; yes, that’s fucking incredible!” she cried out.

As

Gabby’s hips began to buck, Ken looped his arms around her thighs on

instinct, helping her to remain still. He continued his worshipping of

her womanhood, savoring every drop of her juices as she squirmed and

squealed in delight. Soon, he began to sense that her thrashing was

reaching a crescendo and an ultimate plateau. He received almost

immediate verbal confirmation of this.

“Holy shit; Fuck that’s awesome! Oh, Ken don’t stop; don’t; stop; please don’t stop don’t stop don’t stop; ah!”

Ken

knew in an academic sense that women could achieve powerful orgasms.

Still, he had never actually seen it happen, let alone experienced it by

his hand, or rather his tongue. Yet lying beneath him was the most

beautiful woman he had ever met in his life, and she was becoming even

more beautiful by the second as her body erupted in ecstasy. The look of

pleasure on her face as her eyes fluttered closed was awe-inspiring. A

few final licks to her pussy, and she gently pushed his face away from

her crotch.

“That’s quite enough; but oh so wonderful.” she sighed. “You’re a natural, Ken.”

“Thanks. That’s; got to be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. Seeing you lose control like that, it was surreal.”

“So

sweet,” she said, sitting up straight on the sofa. “For all your

supposed awkwardness, you sure know how to pay a girl a compliment.” She

leaned forward, planting a long, slow kiss on his lips. As they parted,

she whispered, “Ready for your due reward?”

With a slight gasp, he replied, “Oh, hell yes.”

Gabby

stood from the sofa, smiling the entire time. Reaching behind the

armrest of the sofa, she pulled out a dark blue sleeping bag and began

to spread it out on the thick rug in front of the fire.

“It’s a

tradition,” she explained, seeing the look of confusion on Ken’s face.

“When I was a little girl, I swore I’d catch Santa in the act by

sleeping next to the tree. He’d never be able to sneak past me. Well, my

parents told me to go for it, but that it wouldn’t work; he’s too good.

Sure enough, he had come and gone the next morning. He even left a note

next to my pillow that said, ‘Nice try, Gabby. Merry Christmas.’ Ever

since then, I’ve slept by the tree every Christmas Eve.”

“Love it,” Ken grinned.

By

now, she had finished spreading the sleeping bag out on the floor and

affixed a couple of pillows at the head for them. As it was designed for

one person, she had opened it completely and laid it out flat, making

it large enough for two to lie on. Seeing what she was doing, Ken

grabbed a large throw blanket from the sofa to cover up with.

“Why, thank you,” she said. “But don’t you think you’re a bit overdressed?”

“Huh?”

Ken had been so entranced with Gabby’s naked body that he’d forgotten

that he was still wearing his clothes. “Oh, uh, I guess so.”

“Can I help with that?” she asked with a mischievous grin.

“Sure.”

Gabby

sauntered over to him, wrapping him in a warm hug as they stood next to

the fireplace. After kissing his lips, she moved to his cheek and neck,

just as he had done to her before. As she began to drive him crazy, she

slipped her fingers into his tee shirt and pulled it off of him,

exposing his bare chest to her. Now with a new playground to explore,

Gabby continued from where she left off. She first lingered around his

neck and shoulders, then down his chest before finally reaching his

stomach. As she knelt before him, she unbuckled his belt and slid his

jeans and boxers down to his ankles, freeing his rock hard cock at last.

Ken

was not large my most standards, being only about five inches in length

at full staff, but to Gabby he was perfect. She had no hesitation as

she began to lightly stroke his length in her hand, and soon began to

take him in her mouth bit-by-bit. Ken was in blissful agony; not only

was he receiving is first blowjob, but he also had to keep from

exploding too soon, all while concentrating on standing still. She

sucked him for a few seconds more before releasing him.

“If you get close, let me know, okay? I want this inside my pussy, too.”

Ken

could only nod in reply. She soon resumed her pleasuring of his member,

sucking him with gleeful determination. He had been so good to her

tonight; she only wanted to reward his efforts. Slowing her pace, she

gazed up at him with her smoldering eyes, her pretty face framed by her

long blonde hair. As Ken began to lose himself in her beauty, he also

felt a familiar bubbling up in the pit of his stomach. Though he

panicked for a moment, he soon had the presence of mind to tap Gabby on

the forehead.

“I think you’d better slow down,” he stammered.

Releasing his cock from her mouth with a pop, Gabby grinned and replied, “Good. Because I think it’s time for me to take your virginity.”

After

switching off the gas logs, she stretched out on the open sleeping bag

and held part of the blanket up, beckoning Ken to slide in with her. He

did so with eagerness, though was still nervous as hell; he had no idea

what he was doing! Sensing his doubts, Gabby spoke with soft confidence

and reassurance.

“Let’s go you on top to start. That way you can

control it so you don’t go off too soon. Honestly, though, don’t worry

about stamina. You’ve already lasted through one of my blowjobs, which

is no small feat, if I do say so myself. You ready?”

“Um, yeah; I think so. But do we need any; protection? I don’t have a condom or anything.”

With

a warm smile, she replied, “Don’t ever change, Ken. Sweet, humble, and

considerate, that’s what you are. I don’t h