A Busty Holiday with Mr. Johnson

DECEMBER 22

When Ted invited me to join his family for Christmas, I was thrilled. The Johnsons' Christmas party had become legendary to me. In a word, Ted told me, it was debauchery. They invite the whole neighborhood to their enormous estate, and all bets are off. Ted's described drunkenness and sex and flirtation and gluttony. Mr. Johnson, by the way, is an oil magnate. And Mrs. Johnson is, well, hot. My main concern: what to wear? For the night of the party, I settled on something as wild as I thought the evening would be. And when Ted saw me in my new dress, his jaw dropped. It was short and tight and strapless, red trimmed with white fur. I put a little Santa hat on top of my long, glossy brown hair to top it off. For makeup, I applied fake eyelashes to emphasize my big blue eyes and put bright red lipstick on my full mouth.

"Please let me fuck your tits before the party starts," Ted gasped. I knew my cleavage was amazing -- how else could you describe my natural H-cup breasts squeezed together in the tight leather? I laughed and shook my head. Ted's dad Mike was coming up the stairs and his jaw nearly dropped.

"Hellooooo, Mandy!" he shouted, wrapping me into a big hug, squeezing my huge melons against his chest and grabbing my tiny waist with both hands. "You look so sexy," he whispered into my ear so Ted couldn't hear. Ted's dad had always turned me on.

Ted and I met in college. I was a freshman, just 18, and he was a senior, 21. He spotted me at a party. After weeks of me trading sloppy blowjobs for booze, I confessed I had feelings for him. We've been together since then, so four years total. I've met his parents a few times, but I'd never been to their mansion. I was so shocked the first time I saw Mike... Ted is about 5'7", but his dad is a behemoth of a man at 6'3". His hands are huge, and his body is well-muscled and sexy. He still has thick brown hair, peppered with white strands -- on his head and his chest. I often found myself wondering what his dick is like.

Ted's mom Angela screamed from the kitchen, "Is Mandy here?! Tell her to come in here!" When I shook off Mike, Ted's mom screamed with joy at my dress. "We're going to have so much fun together tonight!" She was dressed like a slutty angel, her fake tits trapped in a white corset. We held hands and bounced up and down together excitedly. Ted and his dad were aroused bystanders, hypnotized by the show we were putting on.

Ted and I had a few drinks together as the house started to fill up with people. Everyone was gorgeous and rich. Women were dressed like elves and angels and men were dressed like Santa's and reindeers. Some of the women were only wearing lingerie. I spotted a few famous models and rappers. When the lights dimmed a little, everyone headed to the dance floor. I danced with Ted until one of his old friends from high school broke in for a turn with him. I was heading to the bar to grab another drink when a thick forearm shot out from the crowd and hooked my waist, pulling me back into the throng on the dance floor during a particularly fast song.

All of a sudden my ass was against the thickest, longest cock I've ever felt. I knew right away whose it was. Mike's enormous hands traveled all over my tight waist and my flat stomach, pulling my ass in closer. He bounced me up and down to the fast beat, my breasts threatening to pop right out of my dress. I was terrified someone would see us, like Ted or his mom. But looking around, I could see that we were protected by darkness and the masses of people in the crowd. Mike spun me around so I was facing him. I'm so short that my eyes are level with his chest so he picked me up. As he hoisted me up to be face-to-face with him, I wrapped my legs around his ripped torso. With my arms tightly around his neck and my pussy meeting the top of his dick through his pants, Mike kept bouncing me to the music, and my huge tits bounced against his chest with every beat. He grinned at me. I laughed.

"Put me down, you old creep!" I teased.

"You'd hate that!" he shouted, squeezing my juicy ass. His cock must have been 8 or 9 inches, at least. Thinking about how his son was only about 4 inches, I wrapped myself even tighter around Mike, desperate to feel that monster cock. He held onto me for a couple more songs, until the tempo slowed down. When an old R