Stuck At My In-laws For Christmas

They are so uptight I know I’ll be bored out of my mind.

Heading to my prospective in-laws home for Christmas was not my idea of a good time. We didn’t particularly get along and had little in common. They were up tight religious conservatives and in their eyes I’d seduced and was slowly ruining their son.

Mike and I had met at college. He was kind, funny and handsome, but totally out of his depth with women. Turns out he hadn’t dated much in high-school courtesy of his family so I took to showing him the ropes.

I loved sex. I always had, and much as I liked Mike I wasn’t willing to endure his abstinence for long and eventually lured him into my bed for some essential life lessons.

Ever since he’s been hooked. And three months and many horizontal dance lessons later, Mike proposed and I accepted. After all, he was everything I thought I was looking for in a man. I just wasn’t sure I could abide by his conditions.

Having to spend christmas with his family.

This was going to be the most boring Christmas of my life, but I reluctantly accepted. Mostly I just wanted to get through it and move on with our life.

If that wasn’t bad enough, imagine how irritated I became when I discovered we had to sleep in different rooms.

“Well, you aren’t married yet,” Mike’s dad announced with an awkward chuckle. “So we can’t have any mischief going on under our room. Don’t worry Mike can sleep in his old room upstairs while you have the guest room down here, Taylor.”

Was his dad, Luis, out of his damned mind? I’d figured it was a joke until my soon to be hubby nodded and picked up his suitcase to take it upstairs.

I glared at him. There was no way I was going a week without getting some action. I hadn’t done that since I was eighteen and I wasn’t starting now.

“Don’t worry,” he whispered as he leaned close. “I’ll sneak downstairs after the caroling tonight and give you what you need.”

I went from irritated to aroused in a few short words. He was just playing along for appearances. The thought of hooking up in spite of his families hangups, and under their very roof got me even more excited.

Dragging my luggage into the guest room, I locked the door behind me. I was hot and horny and every part of me wanted to defy my in-laws edicts.

So, resting on the edge of the bed, I hiked my little red dress up around my waist, spread my legs and started rubbing my mound right through my lacy white panties.

Playing with my soaked little kitty did nothing to aleviate my arousal, so I reached into my bag and pulled out my wand. It was my favorite vibrator, I could use it on my own or when I was with Mike, and I figured given he’d got me into this mess, he wouldn’t mind if I used it to put out the fire raging in my panties right now.

Licking the bulbous head of my favorite toy, I pulled my panties out and thrust it down inside them. I turned it on and had to stifle a moan as my wand roared to life.

It felt so good, pulsing against my need. I bit my lip as I held it tight against my clit. With my other hand I teased my nipple through my dress. My arousal grew by the moment, and as my orgasm grew closer, I imagined the feel of Mike’s hands on my hips as he bent me over the bed.

Rolling onto my stomach, I ground myself against my vibrator and was on the edge of my release when a knocking at the door made me startle.

“No,” I rasped in desperation as I shut off my vibrator. Had they heard me?

There was another knock at the door, and I quickly hit my wand in my bag, straightened my dress and rushed to the door.

I opened it and found Mike standing there in a santa suit, a pillow stuffed in his red coat and a massive fake beard hanging most of the way to his belt.

“Mike what are you doing?” I asked.

“Tradition,” he replied. “I go carolling with my dad and brothers on Christmas Eve. Don’t worry we won’t be long.”

“Don’t worry Taylor,” Luis called. “A few songs at the nursing home, a couple of drinks at the pub and we’ll be home before you know it.”

Mike looked genuinely excited to go and I didn’t want to be the killjoy. So I smiled and leaned in to give him a hug. “Hurry home Santa,” I whispered. “I’ve been very naughty.”

Taking his wrist I brushed the back of it against my sex. With his body in the way, his dad couldn’t see a thing, which made it all the more fun.

“Don’t worry, I will,” Mike replied. “I’ll make sure these idiots are asleep and sneak back down to see you.”

I kissed him goodbye and was about to head back into my room when Maria called from the kitchen. “Don’t worry Taylor you can help me get ready for tomorrow.”

Looking longingly at my wand’s hiding place, I closed the door behind me.

I spent the next four hours trapped in the kitchen making small talk with my fiancée’s mom while I waited for Mike to get home. I must have looked at my watch one too many times, because Maria caught me.

“Oh dear, I wouldn’t wait up for them. They tend to have more than a few drinks at the bar and crawl home in the early hours of the morning. It’s one of the few nights they all get to spend time together.”

I tried to keep the disappointment from registering on my face. “well in that case, I might get an early night so that one of us is conscious in the morning.”

“Night dear,” Maria called after me as I retreated to the guest room.

I kicked off my heels, locked the door and retrieved my wand. Picking up where I left off, I cursed Mike’s silly family while riding my wand as hard as I could.

My orgasm rocked through me and I had to bury my face in the pillow to avoid being overheard by the zealous Maria who was no doubt still hovering outside getting ready for Christmas.

I must have drifted off to sleep because it was after midnight when I heard the front door slam shut, followed by some laughter. Clearly they’d had a good time.

The minutes ticked by, but Mike never showed up at my door. So I went looking for him. I cracked open the door. The house was dark so I crept out into the lounge.

To my surprise, I found him sitting in the recliner waiting for me. Only he appeared to have dozed off. I stalked across the room, listening for any sign of life in the house, but all was still.

The only problem was, so was Mike. Clearly he’d drunk himself senseless.

Well I wasn’t one to go without. So I snuck across the room, straddled his legs and undid his belt. I just hoped he hadn’t had too much to drink. I took him into my mouth and sucked him, bobbing up and down on Santa’s big dick.

It wasn’t long before he was hard as a rock, but still seemed to be out to it. So throwing his parents rules to the wind, I turned around. Dropped my white lace panties to the floor and straddled his cock.

He groaned as he slipped inside me. His hands gripped my waist as he stirred.

“I’ve been naughty Santa,” I groaned into his ear as I lay back against his chest.

His voice was deeper than usual and sent a tingle through me.

“Fuck me Santa,” I gasped as I ground against his cock.

He seemed to get harder and harder as he pounded into me. Clearly the flight here had been just as long for him as it had been for me.

I rode him right there in their living room, the thought of breaking his parents stupid rules made me so wet. I was so damned horny, I knew I wouldn’t last. I also didn’t want them to catch us. We were here all week and the last thing I wanted was for them to be onto us.

So I played with my clit while I rode Santa nice and hard.

“Oh baby,” I groaned. “you’re going to make me…”

I didn’t even get the words out before I came on his big hard cock.

I lay back on him wanting to whisper in his ear as he finished, but his stupid beard was in the way. So i grabbed the fake beard and ripped it off his head.

Only to feel spiky stubble against my cheek. There was only one problem. Mike didn’t have a beard.

I turned, my heart skipping a beat as the big cock thundered into me again and again and again.

“Luis?” I groaned recognizing his father’s beard and moustache.

“Ho, ho, ho,” my soon to be father-in-law grunted as he grabbed me by the hips, buried himself inside me and exploded.

“Ahhhh,” I gasped, a second orgasm ripping through me as my soon to be father-in-law exploded inside me. He held me tight, thrusting into me as he drained every drop isnide me.

My body trembled as I came for him.

I couldn’t believe it. His up tight dad had just came inside me.

Luis let go of me and I leapt off the recliner, racing to my room and slamming the door behind me. What on earth had I done?

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