With Christmastime rolling around, I am reminded again of the Christmas I really fell in love with Mia.

After a great farewell fuck that first weekend she spent with me, I declined her pleas that I accompany her to her family’s Christmas gathering.

Five minutes after her reluctant departure, I was sorry I hadn’t gone with her. An hour later, my loneliness for her was like the hollow ache of mourning. She phoned Christmas Eve, and her whispered “I miss you” somehow got me through Christmas Day. The next morning, I was tossing a bag into the car, ready to drive to her, when her red VW clattered around the corner and zipped into the parking space beside me. Sure enough, it was Mia.

“Santa sent me,” she said, flashing her radiant smile. “Can a girl get breakfast around here?”

“More than that,” I said, laughing. Coyly, we stayed dressed all of fifteen minutes, then succumbed to our desires. Having her naked and in my bed, feeling her warm, smooth flesh on mine felt so right and natural. Cupping her round ass and squeezing the firm globes of her cheeks made me crazy with lust, and when she returned the favor, stroking my butt and wriggling a naughty finger along my crack toward my asshole, all inhibitions vanished. But even with our bold foreplay tantalizing me with the thought of anal sex, the frenzied desire we shared that morning didn’t allow the patience necessary for the act.

Following a glorious week of spontaneous sex between movies, meals and shopping excursions, it was on New Year’s Eve, after a raucous party with mutual friends, that Mia and I crossed that wondrous border onto the wilder shores of love.

For hours we had visually and tactually stimulated each other. Long before midnight it had dawned on me that Mia was flaunting her ass at me. While dancing with other men, she’d give her ass a sexy little sway and jiggle, then catch my glance and grin wickedly. More than once she’d found the opportunity to brush her backside against my front. At the stroke of midnight, she sat provocatively on my lap and whispered an explicit Happy New Year message of promise.

We tumbled naked into bed immediately upon arriving back at my apartment. My desire had been so thoroughly stoked that I dove right down between her legs. But Mia, in her own erotic rapture, wasn’t content to passively submit to the sublime stimulation of my tongue. She twisted and turned, leading me and luring me, until she was sitting astride my face.

I was momentarily shocked by the feel of her moist tongue on my cock, and then I realized that she’d leaned forward, lowering her body across mine, but had been oh so careful to keep her ass perched on my lips. My shock switched to sheer joy when she quickly brought her mouth to my balls. Then her tongue darted lower still, and her fingers pried apart my ass-cheeks. Asner fingers stroked my anus, cataclysmic waves of blatant erotic force roared over my senses and scorched my soul. I shivered and bucked so savagely that my contortions bounced her bottom off my face but left its mesmerizing view in front of my eyes.

Soon I was thoroughly limp and breathless, too passion-soaked even to shudder and jerk. But throughout the wanton ordeal, a white-hot fire of desire smoldered from the ashes of my melted lust. Her probing fingers ignited my passions so far beyond my sensation of stupor that I finally exploded into mindless action.

I rose up and grabbed Mia’s hips. I broke the lewd, luscious lock of her fingers in my anus and climbed to my knees behind her proffered ass. My engorged cockhead hit the tight bud of her anus and surged inside. I hammered my cock full-length into her taut bottom, again and again, stopping only long enough to grind my hips against her buttocks at the end of my rapid thrusts.

“Yes! Yes!” she shrieked, her passion matching mine. “Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass, Tommy!”

She pushed a hand back between her legs and grabbed my balls as I fucked her. She matched the rhythm of my strokes, shoving her ass back onto my cock, giving as good as she got. And all too quickly I began shooting off into her hot, flexing rectum as her fingers squeezed and lightly scratched my balls. What rapture!

Suddenly Mia twitched and her asshole clamped even tighter on my spurting cock. Her lovely body arched, then shuddered violently. She gave a guttural wail as her ass humped and rotated, taking my embedded cock along for the wild ride. I quickly reached around and tweaked her clitoris just as her orgasm mounted to a shattering explosion. Her lusty sobs rang in my ears throughout her shuddering descent, and then we collapsed in a limp, laughing heap.

It was that memorable first session of anal sex that unlocked our hidden desires and melted our inhibitions, and today I still can’t keep my hands off Mia’s round, taut ass. Better yet, she has a similar appreciation of my butt. With such a mutual interest in each other, how can our relationship possibly fail? We won’t let it.