A Curvy Girl's Guide to Christmas by Ryan Wynter

Author:Ryan, Wynter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-12-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter six

Sebastian

The old ladies at the senior center are in rare form tonight, shouting out whatever they want over their Bingo cards.

“How did you two meet?” Mrs. Graham asks.

“Has he shown you his happy trail yet?” Mrs. Carrington asks.

“Of course, she’s seen his happy trail. With a figure like hers, there is no way he could keep his hands off her.” Grandma says. “They're working on making me a great-grandma.”

My eyes shift to Holly sitting across from me next to my grandmother. She won’t meet my eyes, keeping her head down, concentrating on her Bingo cards like they are the most important thing in the world, a cute pink flush staining her cheeks.

The bingo caller announces the next bingo ball, and I cringe when I see it on the monitor. Clearing his throat, he announces, “Oh, 69.” The whole rec center bursts into laughter as the Bingo caller glares at the senior citizens.

“He’s such a prude.” Mrs. Carrington says, “I bet he never gets any 69 action.” I brace myself, waiting for the rest of her thought. “You two ever do that 69 stuff?” She waves her Bingo dauber between Holly and me.

The thought of Holly’s plump ass hovering over my mouth as she sucks my cock dry has me hard as a rock. I can only hope these ladies can’t see the tent I’m sporting in my pants.

My worries about being caught with a hard-on at the senior center fly out the window at Mrs. Carrington’s next comment, “You know Mr. Carrington used to love it when I would pop out my false teeth and go down on him.”

Yup, and there it is. My dick is never going to get hard again, thanks to the vision of Mrs. Carrington’s toothless mouth pleasuring anyone.

I glance at Holly, wondering how this subject affects her, and notice her shoulders shaking. Is she crying? On closer inspection, she is on the verge of laughing her ass off. She must be trying to hide it so she doesn’t embarrass Mrs. Carrington.

“You know, back when I was your age, Holly, I was quite the rounder. How many dicks have you ridden?” Mrs. Carrington leans over the table and stares at Holly.

“Cora!” My Grandmother interjects. Thank you, Grandma, for saving the day. “It doesn’t matter how many dicks Holly has ridden, as long as Sebastian’s is the last one she rides.”

Nope, I’m out. I am not having this conversation with a bunch of blue hairs. “Holly and I need to leave.” I stand and reach across the table for Holly’s hand. “Isn’t that right, Holly?”

Holly keeps her head down as she stands, reaching blindly for my hand. I grab her hand and lead her outside. I expected her to burst into tears at the conversation we were just a part of, but my girl surprised me by bursting out in laughter.

“Oh my God! I can’t breathe.” She gasps between giggles, “I can just picture Mrs. Carrington enticing Mr. Carrington by putting her teeth in a glass of water on their bedside table.

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