The Complete Story of Vincent Hancock

by K Westlake

  I pushed her back on to the desk and kneeled down so I could taste our juices in her gorgeous pussy. We tasted wonderful, and she writhed about as I ran my tongue along her slit and finally pushed it between her lips and into her hot pussy. One thing that delights me about her is that she can come many times during our love-making sessions, and I could feel another orgasm beginning. I stood up and pushed my hard cock between her soaking pussy lips as she started to come. It was an incredible feeling as her pussy tightened around my cock as she came over and over at least three or four times. I knew that I probably would not be close for quite a while. Katy was spent and asked me to stop before she became sore. She had being totally screwed and was now numb to further stimulation from Vincent. Katy could not take any more of my cock and was eager to save herself for her partner later on tonight.

  *

  Tropical Santa

  Christmas was a time of year which meant I had to fulfill family obligations and be the dutiful son. My family had no inclining of my true profession and always assumed that I worked the financial markets in the City of London. For my parents it was the only logical reason for my affluence and love of the finer things in life. As long as I appeared respectable and had money to fall back on they were happy. The fact that I had never married or had children didn’t really bother them; I had other siblings to carry that burden! I was an uncle many times over thanks to the potency of my elder brother Ricky; I am sure my folks would love me to settle down but I think they understood that I enjoyed my freedom. I wondered on how they would take to Valerie and found the prospect of family Christmas’s with the extended family a strange event.

  Valerie was shocked when I raised the subject of her spending Christmas with the clan in the scenic beauty of Cornwall. My parents had retired there as my brother had started a lucrative business in converting abandoned barns into well hidden retreats for stressed executives. Cornwall offered me a way of life that allowed me to leave behind the persona of Vincent Hancock: lover for hire!

  Valerie was excited at spending Christmas with me and my parents were over the moon at the prospect of me bringing a serious girlfriend over to meet the family. Of course Valerie used this opportunity to see if she could coax a new story out of me.

  “So Christmas time is usually a time you hang up your sexy hat?” Valerie enjoyed mocking me but could smell opportunity in the festive season.

  I remembered telling her previously that I didn’t work in the escort industry during Christmas but she somehow knew that I was holding out on her!

  “Okay baby, I did do an assignment over the Christmas period but I didn’t tell you about it as I didn’t want you to know everything!”

  Valerie laughed hard. “Wow, Mister Hancock! You are now giving me complete access to your sordid past!”

  “Yes, I am. You should feel very honoured Valerie!” my response was rewarded with a quick kiss and a tender smile.

  Valerie playfully slapped my arm and beckoned me to enlighten her. “Come on honey; tell me of your winter exploits!”

  “Okay darling, but it’s not that festive a tale. For a start you will have to swap snow for sand, and cold for a tropical paradise!” I laughed as I caught the look on Valerie’s face. She was not amused; she expected a tale of mistletoe and Christmas jumpers. What I was giving her was a definite twist on the traditional festive theme.

  *

  My assignment took me away from the cold shores of Great Britain and I was transported to a private Island in the Caribbean. I had been hired by a nice buxom woman, who wished to pass the holidays in a location far removed from her usual routine. I met my client at the resorts only bar and was blown away by the stunning creature I found before me. Ellie's tight, festive dress enhanced the beauty that dwelled within the blue eyed beauty. Her Elf-like dress accentuated all the curves hidden underneath - and those popping out of it brought her assets to the attention of many a red-blooded man. The tight fabric could only do so much to keep her boobs inside the dress. She was dressed for the season and not for the climate. Ellie was intent on being Mrs. Christmas and who was I to argue with her little fantasy. She had treated me to a couple of days in a luxurious resort reserved for the super rich and she had made sure that we would be alone on this tropical paradise. All I knew about Ellie was that Christmas was a time of the year which she enjoyed and after the death of her parents, she had decided to fulfill a Christmas wish with her inheritance.

  *

  I credited myself for not gaping too much at her obvious cleavage, I knew that it was only there to tantalize and tease me. My own Santa outfit left little to the imagination and I knew it was designed for her benefit. The heat of the Island sun and my false Santa beard was not a happy mix; in fact it was one which would surely drive me insane. Ellie wanted to me to wear it and it was after all her fantasy not mine!

  I greeted Ellie with a “Ho! Ho! Ho!” greeting, it seemed to be apt considering my attire. Ellie just smiled as I kept my eyes on her face. Of course, her eyes, her hair and her ruby red lips immediately highlighted how beautiful she truly was.

  Ellie’s smile was masking her own nervousness and her next words sought to explain her own trepidation.

  "Please understand Vincent, I'm not forcing you to do anything. I mean, I know a night like this is paid for. But I would like to feel that this is not an obligation for you!"

  I replied with my usual degree of charm. "Ellie, I could not wish to be in a more beautiful place with such delectable company!”

  Ellie seemed assured, but offered a cute reply to me. “Why Vincent, you are such a charmer!”

  “Guilty as charged, Mrs. Christmas!” I laughed as I took in the view before me and I thanked God that I had been given this assignment.

  “You like the dress then, Mr. Claus?” Ellie teased me knowing that her costume was highly erotic and naughty!

  My reply was meant to be restrained but the environment and the sight of her breasts heaving under the fabric made me reply with a lack of decorum.

  “Hell yes Ellie, I really like your dress!”

  Ellie stood up and did a quick twirl for my benefit before she whispered in my ear. “How about we retire to my sunny grotto and you can examine it some more?”

  I needed no further encouragement and I replied. “Lead the way Mrs. Christmas; I hope that there are no Elf’s around to disturb us!”

  “Don’t worry!” replied Ellie with a smirk, “I have organized everything!”

  *

  We walked across the sand in our Christmas themed clothing and I am sure the bar manager was laughing at the sight we presented. As we walked to her luxury complex, I learnt more about Ellie and found her a caring yet lonely soul.

  I didn't make a move, as I knew it would be coming soon anyway. Until then, I looked at Ellie as she swung her body as she walked. I took a full view of her hourglass figure and complimented the view which that dress gave me. Ellie approached her luxury villa and invited me inside.

  With a turn of the knob, I was transported into a winter wonderland; she must have spent thousands redecorating the interior of the beachfront property to accommodate her Christmas tryst!

  “Welcome back Santa Claus, you must be shattered from delivering all those presents?” Ellie winked and escorted me to a comfy chair where she invited me to sit. She removed my Santa boots and allowed me a tantalizing glimpse of the flesh that made up her cleavage. It was an incredible view and I could hear the fabric strain under the weight of her large breasts. I didn’t reply to her question and forgot my character with the sight that intoxicated me.

  "You seem tired Santa!" Ellie remarked quietly. "We've got hours before I have to check the lists for next year. But I was wondering if Mr. Claus had a special gift for Mrs. Christmas this year?”

  I regained my composure and asked Ellie the fateful question.

  “That would depend on whether you have been naughty or nice?”

  Ellie smiled and offered the perfect response.


  “Oh Santa, I have been ever so naughty. Would you like a demonstration?”

  I chuckled and replied sternly. “I think you should show me how naughty you have been!”

  Ellie's lips finally met my own for the first time, I let her kiss me slowly and with a restrained passion that teased us both. I then proceeded to take control and I kissed her back in a similar fashion. We exchanged several more kisses like that before I relaxed back in the comfy chair and beckoned Ellie to join me.

  I let my hand go up to her face which then moved sharply into her silky hair and down her back. My other hand joined in so I could fully feel the curves of her waist, just as Ellie's tongue got into my mouth. I felt her chest press deeply against me and our mouths picked up the pace due to the electric that cackled between us.

  As she sat on my lap I asked her with a line almost too corny to speak. “What would you like for Christmas, little girl?”

  Ellie tasted like some sweet candy and I allowed her to reply to my line. “Let me think about that, in the meantime you can explore the wrapping of your present!”

  My hands stopped just short of her round ass, as Ellie broke from my mouth to start kissing down my jaw. Her lips and tongue trailed down my skin expertly, so I tried to trail up it the same way with my hands. They stopped below her breasts, but instead of taking the next step, I let my lips go over to her exposed neckline. Once there I planted several kisses around her collar bone and heard her groan for me!

  I kissed next to and around her right strap, preparing myself to slide it down and see what came out. Instead Ellie sat up and halted me from liberating her delicious breasts. "Santa baby, let me leave it on for now, I want your face on my tits just as they are!"

  I had no problem with Ellie’s wished so I sat up and rested my hands back below her chest; I then gently dropped my face onto a cleavage that was slowly driving me mad! I went up and down her cleavage before making a show of kissing it with sensitive pressure. I soon had my hands cup her boobs to push them up even further. My thumbs started rubbing underneath the clothed part of her breasts. I could feel the velvety nature of the fabric excite what lay beneath Ellie’s dress. I kissed the exposed parts of her cleavage and felt her body’s heat rise with my actions.

  "Squeeze them more, baby," Ellie cooed. I did as she asked and let my lips go down to her dress, once there I kissed her covered nipples through the material prison of her clothing. I started to think about lowering the cups of her bra down. It was only the intrusion of Ellie's hands that forced me to foil my scheme.

  Ellie had started to unbutton my red jacket which distracted me from doing more than holding her tits. I managed to put my face back in and rub my cheeks against her flesh, but she stopped me from advancing with my previous desires by making me rest back against the chair again.

  "Now it is my turn!" Ellie declared, putting her face against my bare chest. She could expose my bare nipples and kiss them freely. She couldn't possibly have gotten the same kind of joy from sucking my chest as I would on her; but she seemed to be trying her best. Ellie rested her cleavage against my naked stomach, as she seductively teased and kissed my nipples. I rested back and let her work, letting my hand wader through her hair. Ellie looked up with those clear, big eyes of hers, and their hungry look made me anticipate greater levels of sexual ecstasy!

  Ellie stopped her motions and rested her hands on my pants. She locked onto her next target and worked effortlessly getting them off. I lifted my hips up enough so she could slide them and my underwear down below my knees. When she saw what I'd been hiding all this time, she gave a wicked grin; before she lowered her head back down to amuse herself with my exposed cock!

  Before she started, I had to warn her. "Ellie, I have to admit that what you have planned will not last that long!”

  "Of course Santa Baby, I understand!" Ellie promised. Nevertheless, when she kissed and tongued my head slowly, it didn't really calm me down that much! While she wasn't going fast, she let her full lips, wet tongue and low vibrating hums go slow enough to really push my control to its limits.

  She expertly kissed up my base and tongued the underside of my throbbing cock. Ellie stopped her movements and said. "I’d best be careful, that thing could explode all over me and my dress!"

  "So be careful," I gasped. I really wanted to see Ellie naked and offered a suggestion. "There is one way to make sure it doesn't land on there."

  Ellie smiled at the naughty suggestion and replied.

  "I am sure that I can do that. Well, that is after you calm down a little," Ellie playfully warned me with a grin that promised further sin. She sat up again and continued. "Luckily for us, there might be a way we can pass the time!"

  Ellie took my right hand and rested it on her knee, right below her dress. She only needed to slide it an inch higher before I got the idea. I took control and put my hand between her legs myself, sliding it into her dress before meeting her warm centre.

  I was surprised that Ellie was dressed without any panties but it did make it easier to feel how wet she really was. My fingertips brushed her pussy and clit, which helped to distract me from how my own excitement.

  I slid my index finger into Ellie and I began finger her with a restrained pace. This didn't last for too long, as Ellie took my hand and prevented further enjoyment. Ellie stood to her feet so that she could lift her dress up and off.

  "I want more of you!" I breathed heavily and admired the view before me. "I want to taste you Mrs. Christmas. I want that hot pussy and body naked on the bed!"

  "Oh yeah, baby" Ellie agreed and began to pump my cock hard.

  "That feels really good!” it did and Ellie had me just where she wanted me.

  Ellie smiled and saw the evidence of her skilled hands.

  “Hmm I can see that you are enjoying the moment!”

  The moment was intensified now that her bare breasts were finally free. Ellie plunged her mouth onto my waiting cock without warning. While trying to hold on, I put my hands into her hair and tried not to push her head down too much. When she brought her head up, I finally got a good look at her naked boobs; they hung out magnificently and I reached down for them with a primal instinct.

  "That is just what I needed!" I appreciated as I held her bare, ample breasts in my eager hands. Ellie let me hold on as she returned her lips to slurp my swollen head. She then took it in deeper with a practiced technique. As she swallowed much of my cock I mumbled. “I am getting really close Mrs. Christmas!”

  Ellie popped up and said. "Yeah, is that so? Then you can let me taste that first big load now. You can spray it all over my tits and the rest of me later, but for now I want to taste hot spunk in my mouth!"

  Ellie worshipped my cock and placed her hand on my balls; while she did I happily allowed my hands to eagerly squeeze her tits. I wanted it to examine them more than anything. My excitement was building and Ellie knew that I was very close to release. She groaned on my shaft and used her tongue to massage the most sensitive parts of my manhood. The look I received from Ellie told me that she desperately wanted me to cum in her mouth. Her efforts were soon rewarded as I gave us both, what we wanted. Ellie swallowed my spurts whole and once the last of me went down her throat; I returned my hands to stimulating her excitable nipples.

  I sat back and allowed her breasts to hang free, I let what had just happened wash over me. When I could fully accept that I filled Ellie’s mouth with cum, I let myself look at her again. By then, she had gotten on her feet and turned her back towards me.

  I almost drooled at the voluptuous sight, yet instead I settled for putting my hands tenderly onto her hips. I soon let them go onto her peachy ass cheeks, pushing them up to feel their full weight, and to see some of the pussy below it. But before I got carried away I suggested."Perhaps we should have some fun on the bed?”

  "You might be right!" Ellie replied, before she moved with a glorious swagger away from me. Since she knew where the master bedroom was, she knew just where to go. I had t
o finish getting my pants completely off, which kept me from following her straight away. By the time I got to the bedroom, the door was open and Ellie was making her way to the bed. When I entered the room, I noticed that the Christmas theme was still evident and the tree in the room made me momentary forget that I was in the tropical heat of the Caribbean.

  I made sure the light was on so I could see Ellie lay upon the sheets, in all her naked glory.

  I reached the front of the bed and stood over Ellie and openly ogled the front of her body. With her tits completely exposed and her curvy waist uncovered below it; I was in absolute heaven. Ellie opened up her legs to expose her wet pussy; it was inviting and re-ignited the fire within my own loins. After everything I blew into Ellie's mouth, I was surprised that this sight got me going straight away.

  I rested on my stomach and got onto the bed. I settled myself between Ellie's legs and moved my face against her still wet pussy.

  "Mrs. Christmas, I believe that it is my turn now!" I spoke against her excited pussy lips and the slight vibration excited her further. "You have to agree, that it is now turn to swallow all that pent up frustration! I want you to wash all over my tongue and lips!"

  "I want to feel me all over your mouth," Ellie agreed. "I want to taste myself on you. I want us to taste each other before you fuck me with something bigger than your tongue!"

  Once she was relaxed enough I used my lips and tongue to delve into her slit. My hands held and caressed her hips whilst I devoured Ellie as much as she did to me. I let Ellie's moans and curses to fuel my fire; when I looked up to see her fondling her own breasts in the meantime. It made me all the more determined bring her to the peaks of her sexual desire!