She entered the room barefoot, wearing a nervous smile and tugging down a too short red hooded sweatshirt. Someone forgot her panties this Christmas morning.

The older gentleman waiting on the sofa sat erect, in more ways than one, and spread his legs wide. He motioned the young woman to a spot directly before him.

His eyes devoured her body.

This was going to be her first erotic spanking. Ever.

Her first anything with this person.

She was barely legal.

He was not Santa Claus.

She sighed and felt those girlie guts explode into butterflies. Then something inside her clicked and the next thing she that she knew, she stood there between his legs and struck a pose and boldly asked him in her sexiest voice, “You want something?”

Her eyes devoured his soul.

He was nervous.

She felt it when he reached forward and ever so gently turned her sideways so that her backside faced his right hand and his left hand trembled when it lightly brushed her furry wetness. Was he afraid? Of her?

“Masturbate for me,” he said. “Please.”

He did not beg. Just asked. Very politely.

Her petite hands went right to work even before she took the time to decide what to do. All the months of e-mails and flirting and mutual seduction brought them both to this moment, this here and now.

Her soft moans cut the silence.

His first real touch was a sharp smack that caught her sweet ass by surprise. It stung a little. She gave a muffled yelp but never once stopped pleasuring herself for her very appreciative audience.

After all, this spanking was the reason for their first secret rendezvous. Not sex. Not straight sex, anyways. Her companion made it clear that straight sex often complicated his well-orchestrated, but kinky, friendships.

So here she was.

Finger-fucking herself with wild abandon for his viewing pleasure while he delivered her bare bottom spanking with his experienced right hand.

No problems there.

They were both damned good at what they did.

Before too long, she could feel everything heat up and tighten.

The stinging became a thrill that engulfed her.

God, this was crazy good!

Without warning, she found him suddenly kneeling between her spread legs. Her wet fingers and his probing tongue dueled for the best position down there. She gasped and a little cry escaped her parted lips when he found and hungrily sucked on her clit. His teeth and tongue lightly nibbled and flicked at her love button.

His hot hands were just everywhere. They stroked her thighs, squeezed and pinched her ass, and pulled on her nipples. They massaged and raked her flesh and, finally, his eager fingers penetrated her. He worked her hot pussy until her knees buckled and his own body quaked in orgasm at her feet.

Merry Christmas!