Here I am, visiting my parents for the weekend, just thinking about past Christmases, and I remembered a story I had never written. This was two years ago; I was working over Christmas and didn’t get to travel home, but I had a few hours to go out on Christmas Eve. Eleanor, my former FWB who recently got married, was 5”4 and very skinny, with brown hair and brown eyes, a cute smile, perky tits, and hips to die for. I’ve written a few stories about the sexploits of Ellie and me over the years and somehow forgot about this one, so if you missed those stories, consider this my Christmas gift to you. 

I picked up Ellie, and we drove around for a bit; she had brought me some homemade gingerbread cookies and a tie. I had gotten her a travel-size of the Flowerbomb perfume that she always wore. It was cute and simple, a gift exchange that could be viewed as between friends. I had written a short card and unceremoniously handed her the Macy’s bag while she had wrapped my gift in Christmas-themed wrapping paper and eschewed the card in favor of writing my name in pink sharpie on the wrapping paper, encapsulated by a calligraphy heart. But the tight hug we shared after exchanging gifts would imply that we were more than just friends. 

Ellie kissed me, the sweet peppermint on her breath inviting my tongue into her warm mouth. She pulled a large candy cane out of her pocket and carefully unwrapped it. “I’ve been sucking on these all day, my cheeks are so sore.” I laughed and she blinked before realizing the sexual connotation and cracking up as well. “No blowjobs for you, mister” Ellie said sternly, before licking the candy cane and then pressing it between my lips. The sweet mint soon became a part of my mouth, and we shared a Christmas make out session around that candy cane. 

Ellie settled back in her chair and put an address in my phone, telling me to just drive without asking any questions. It was a half hour away, but with the relatively empty streets and no highway, we relaxed and chatted easily while I drove. It didn’t take very long for us to get naughty, and soon, Ellie was kissing my cheek and neck, leaving sticky marks on my skin. Her hand snaked its way between my legs and cupped my rapidly hardening bulge through my pants. My hand gripped her thigh, slowly making its way up her leggings clad leg every time she ran her hand over my cock. I could feel the warmth emanating from her pussy and the involuntary clench of her legs when my fingers teased the right spots. 

We had arrived at her destination, a quiet neighborhood where all of the houses were completely decked out in Christmas lights and decorations. It was very cute, her friend had recommended a drive by to take pictures. I honestly never found Christmas lights or anything man made to be “magical and enchanting” but she loved it. We found a place to park and walked around a bit, hoping the cool air would cool the fire in my loins. Eleanor however, was content with a few pictures and we got into my backseat to make out before my erection had subsided. Ellie gasped audibly as I pulled her onto my lap so I could kiss her neck, and moaned when I flipped her around to straddle me, my hardness pressed into her clit. 

The mint lingered in both of our mouths, and our skin was slick and sticky as we traced our tongues up and down each other’s necks.  My hands didn’t take long to explore her sweet ass, and Ellie moaned into my ear while I kissed her neck and caressed her curves. I was throbbing; Ellie knew exactly how to grind on my lap while giving me warm, sticky kisses. The car was off and soon got cold, even with our bodies intertwined on the back seats. Ellie started to shiver, and with one last kiss and ass grab, I helped her to the front seat and turned on the car. 

But just because we now had to drive didn’t mean the teasing would stop. Ellie wanted me to drive in circles throughout the neighborhood, each loop taking 6-7 minutes. She had both of her hands on my body, and my right hand teased her thighs and boobs while we drove.  Ellie unzipped my pants and played with my hard cock through my underwear while subconsciously spreading her legs and grinding against my hand. I slipped my hand into her leggings to feel her warm pussy through her panties. Soaking wet lace. “Focus on the road mister, but just know that they’re red.” I teased her clit through the lace and then slid my hand inside of them as well. I felt the soft, short trimmed bush she kept, followed by the smooth skin of her lips, and then the warm and wet heaven of her tight little hole as she spread her legs.

My cold fingers pressed against her dripping wet vagina and we both moaned, while Ellie froze up momentarily and stopped caressing my cock. One finger inside of her and the palm of my hand pressing against her clit was all she needed to start teasing me again. Ellie grasped the door with her right hand and my cock with her left as I slipped a second finger inside her tight little pussy. Grinding against my hand at first, Ellie became very needy and shamelessly humped my palm as I pressed my fingers against her g spot. Her moans filled the car as I slowed to a crawl and kept my eyes on the road. I kept my arm as still as possible, my fingers deep in Ellie’s cunt as she rode the fuck out of my hand. I gently slipped her hand off my boner and onto my thigh as the waves of pleasure caused her to have a white knuckle grip while she rocked back and forth. 

I pulled over to the side, unable to focus on the road with a beautiful woman, in the throes of orgasm no less, in the passenger seat. I parked the car and brought my left hand up to Eleanor’s face, caressing her cheek for a moment before sliding my hand down to her neck. I flexed my fingers inside of her and choked her softly while Ellie fucked my hand. I didn’t have anything festive or magical to say, but a simple “cum for me, babygirl” did the trick. Ellie’s pussy clenched up on my fingers and her eyes rolled back into her head as she came. Thank goodness nobody was walking outside because there was no way the car contained those moans of pleasure. I slowly pulled my hand out of her sensitive pussy and tasted her, tangy blended with the remnants of minty candy cane. 

Ellie told me that when she opened her eyes after orgasming: “the Christmas lights were dancing. It was magical.” But that might’ve been from a bit too much choking. Unfortunately, her cheeks were actually sore, and there would be no sucking on my candy cane that night, but Ellie teased me the entire way home before giving me a “Special Holiday Handjob.” I didn’t know this, but sucking on a candy cane causes the salivary glands to go into overdrive and leads to extremely lubricated handjobs. Plus the sugary mint does give a nice tingly sensation as well. Turns out, I did get to see those red lace panties in the end. In fact, I came inside of them.

I hope you all had a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! Thanks for reading! Here are some other stories with Ellie-

https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/s/fHUyqEiCaM

https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/s/2fZatJu9wg

https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/s/nYAKUkYdYB

https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/s/8addV7KOiE