A Miracle and Much Pleasure

Can I spend Christmas with Luiza's grandparents in Piracicaba?
No way, Mrs. Nicole, you've already prepared too much this year.
The way it would be a Christmas drug: Dad was still in Bahia and my maternal grandparents left on a sea cruise. As for my mother, she would go to her brother's house in Jaú (interior of SP) and try to drag me against my will.
I wouldn't fuck her or kill one of my cousins if that little bitch called me "daddy's little whore" again.
I had to appeal to Mom's Christmas instincts, even crying real tears to try to make her sensitive.
After much talk and tears, I received permission from Dona Helena to take Luiza and her parents on the road on the morning of the 24th.
Two hours later we arrived at the home of the elderly; their grandparents owned a chateau-type plot. They lived in a generous building in the front and there was another smaller house in the back, rented to a father and daughter: a brown-haired man in his fifties, who was visually impaired. The girl was in her twenties and very nice, she was a kindergarten teacher and still took care of the father and the house.
My affinity for the handicapped man (his Peter) and the yellow Labrador was immediate. Minutes later I sat on the balcony of his residence for a chat.
" That boy is my best friend , " said the man as he stroked the dog 's head .
The man was of average height, neither fat nor thin, he was amiable and funny, he loved to make jokes or double-meaning sentences.
Between one house and the other there was a large yard with fruit trees and plants, ideal for those who love pets. My pet and I made a lot of mess in the afternoon because Louise had devoted all her time and attention to a little girl from the house next door.
Early in the evening, I was again running in the backyard and playing with the labrador. The damned thing was very gentle and loved a good time.
Peter's daughter was going out to celebrate Christmas Eve with her boyfriend's family. Her father had insisted that she go.
<unk> I'm only well and happy when you're also happy and having fun, daughter.
I promised to keep her father company, and she thanked me and left, saying she'd be back the next morning.
Luiza had also just lost another one, but she was coming back soon to do some "high-impact activities" with her crush.
I'd have to hide from her parents and grandparents, she lied about going to a friend's house.
I went to play with the boris on the balcony of your Pedro's house and I was shocked to see a fantasy of Santa Claus on the staff of the service area. The girl had worn it at the school party a few days before, the man explained. It was a hat and a red dress, straight and short.
Can I dress up a little bit just to take some selfies?
Yes, you can, she won't mind.
I took the clothes off the rack and we went in to try them on, alone in the room, I didn't think it would be inconvenient to take off my monkey and just be in my underwear, after all, the man was blind, right?
I took off my clothes, I put on my hat, and I immediately threw out this stupid idea of taking a picture with my breasts out, which would be cool, I thought, smiling, but I wouldn't take the unnecessary risk of getting caught on the Internet.
I kept talking to your Pedro while admiring myself on the screen of my smartphone.
<unk> You must be wondering how hot it is here, right girl? <unk> São Paulo is colder.
I love the heat, Pedro, but I'll admit, being in your underwear is...
"What's the matter, girl, are you wearing only underwear?" he said and laughed pleasantly.
I stuttered something while covering my nakedness with the mini dress:
I've got the dress, but it's too short.
I figured there'd be a pair of shorts to complete the costume, but it wasn't on the pole, and the man didn't know where it was either.
I'm gonna be the sexiest Santa this Christmas, I thought, imagining the male gazes if I introduced myself like that at dinner.
I put my phone on the table, propped it up against a vase, set the camera's timer to a few seconds, and took a bunch of pictures of me doing poses and faces and mouths, and I also did a little video, and even the Labrador got in on the act.
Over the space of time I've been detailing to the man my high.
At the end of my virtual exhibition:
Okay, Pedro, I've got enough pictures, now I'm going to be your Santa.
"If I had known before, I would have put my socks in the window", he said, and we laughed.
But have you been a good boy this year?
<unk> I was, scout word <unk> joked.
And what would you like to win as a Christmas present?
<unk> I would love to see normally again, at least for a moment, and be able to admire this angel of such a nice person as you are, young lady.
<unk> Come on, you Peter! I would be the happiest person in the world if I could give a part of myself just to fulfill your desire. But then you would see my panties almost on the outside in this super short dress, right? <unk> I spoke in a whisper to soften the mood of emotion, but I held back my laughter when I felt such a strong pulse that it made me sigh. I was scared and even imagined that I was being punished, because I must have been cruel by seducing him with my provocative phrases.
<unk> Something strange is happening to me, girl, I'm seeing you. The short dress is very nice on your body, but you don't look good at all.
<unk> How so? <unk> Are you seeing or deducing? <unk> I asked without taking much faith in your words.
<unk> I suffer from night blindness and I have minimal vision in sunlight, but something unusual has just happened, even in here in dim light, I am able to see enough to admire the most beautiful girl in the world.
You are joking, aren't you?
I'm serious, girl, I'm getting my sight back.
I didn't know if I was running to hug him or hiding from the shame of being naked and making bold gestures in front of the camera.
I listened to his pleasant and positive words detailing my way of being and extolling my youthful attractions. The sympathetic 50-year-old had practically praised every part of my body. His almost poetic way of describing my appearance stirred my libido to the point of making my mind think nonsense.
That night Natalina at her Pedro's residence was already special, it ended up being unique with the whole situation surrounding us, so I was full of love to give.
I could not explain my connection with the man, things were happening in an automatic way: I embraced the gentleman emotionally and we exchanged phrases of affection, I was complacent allowing the touch of his hands on my body so praised by him. The volume under his pants indicated his advanced degree of desire for me. I should be like me, climbing the walls.
Anyway, no one's iron, it took two sticks until I got down on my knees between my uncle's legs and gave him a Christmas kiss.
I didn't last long enough for him to mock, but I left his business barking hard and all drooling. Then, I wouldn't miss the opportunity when I saw a ball dripping in front of the goal. I took off my already wet lingerie and sat on it... Ahh! It was the greatest good. That Christmas night of 2019 would be surprises. With the complicity of his hands clutching my hips, I gave my rolls while my body went up and down to the rhythm of my twins. I adored his tasty dick keeping my little eyes closed. However, it was impossible not to dress up as a daddy. I was dying to miss his Flavio.
I took off the dress that stuck even tighter on my sweaty skin, and I got her mouth on my swollen nipples from hard-on.
His compliments on my soft, fragrant skin smothered my ego, just as his whole lover-like attitude wrenched my sighs during our carnal activity.
However, voices approaching the door caught our attention, and he looked at me with concern and stopped moving, still holding me securely in his arms.
"Hey Peter!" was the voice of a woman I assumed was Louise's grandmother.
The rooster rose from its corner and groaned alertly toward the door. His Peter gestured with his hand and the dog returned to its corner and became quiet.
And then there were three little knocks on the door, and the crown put its finger on my lips to tell me to be quiet, and I didn't even breathe, for I was apprehensive of the embarrassing possibility of being discovered.
<unk> He must be in the bathroom, we'll come back later to call him <unk> said a voice that sounded like my friend's grandfather.
I heard the footsteps moving away and I turned my full attention to the stick that remained hard inside me. The hardness hit hard on my body expanding my desires. My partner also demonstrated to get excited about dangerous situations. We moved again slowly and without saying a word so that we would not be heard in case there were still witnesses peeping at the door.
A minute later, the pompom on Santa's hat began to swing on my head in the same hurried rhythm as the swing of my breasts. I had forgotten about the untimely visits focusing only on the footprint of the little uncle who accelerated his breathing. He gave a whirl in the strokes and enjoyed nice beating without losing the rhythm.
"Don't worry, girl, I've had a vasectomy", she said with a trembling voice, because of the impact of our bodies.
It was a relief, in the excitement of the fuck I had not attempted this detail I continued to ride feeling a growing joy and the man still firmly moving the tempo of my rolling making me reach a delicious orgasm ... Wow! It was super to reach the climax being flooded and feel him still full of life stirring inside
We kept up the pace for a few more minutes, gradually reducing and enjoying his proficiency in sustaining the vigor of the strokes leading me to the peak of my pleasure.
When we stopped, the satisfaction was obvious in our silly smiles.
I got off him, ran to the kitchen with my hand on the parakeet and got some tissue paper to wipe off.
He was very excited.
<unk> I haven't had sex in years, and it's never been as good as it was with you <unk> spoke with sincerity.
<unk> This was the best Christmas present of my life <unk> she continued to speak in a hushed voice <unk> and not only for making love with an angel like you, but for being able to see everything: your brown eyes, your beautiful and ripped nose, your pink nipples and your skinny and so sublime. You must be the most beautiful girl in the world, it's a miracle of the gods to see and be able to admire an angel again <unk> she said with dizzy eyes.
I too was very moved and cried in his arms.
After putting on my clothes, I heard my friend calling me.
I'll see you in a little while over dinner. I talked to the man.
He thanked me by saying that he was having the best Christmas of his life, and he naturally walked alongside me to the door.
Before I opened, I made a request:
What happened here, I mean, our transaction, it's a secret between us, okay?
<unk> Of course, my angel, you can rest easy. <unk> I also ask for a secret about my recovery, I would like to tell my daughter first.
Don't worry, Peter, I won't say anything.
It was Luiza's voice on the other side of the door.
The man slapped me on the ass and whispered in my ear:
Come on, girl, I don't want to complicate your life.
I opened the door at the very moment of your little knocks calling for your Peter.
Calm down, hurry up! I was yelling at my friend.
I grabbed her by the arm and we walked out onto the balcony.
Shit, Nicole, I sent you 500 WhatsApp messages, why didn't you answer?
"Because I was fucking hot with the blind guy". I thought, however, I answered with a lie:
I was watching the Roberto Carlos special and your Pedro's TV was too loud, I didn't hear.
Roberto's special was last Friday, you lunatic!
Let's get something to drink, I need it.
That's it for now, kisses!
"There are more important things to receive or be given, the so-called 'invisible gifts.'
♪ I'm the one that got away ♪