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Day Four

Snuggled against him, Thomas thought if felt right, her being there. They’d spent the night having the best sex of his entire life, Thomas was drained by the time they drifted off to sleep around 4 AM. Cherie snuggled into him and he didn’t mind that a bit, it was comforting having her close.

He was awakened from a peaceful slumber by the slamming of the cabin door and a slough of profanities. Cherie awakened a few seconds later, when she heard all the commotion, she said ‘Uh-Oh’.

Thomas and Cherie walked out of the bedroom, robes wrapped around them and saw an attractive blonde, dressed in a fur coat and woolly cap. From the hysterics they’d heard, it wasn’t hard to tell she was extremely upset.

‘Who?’ Thomas wanted to know.

‘Irina’ Cherie replied. ‘My roommate and the owner of the cabin’ She grinned a kind of lop-sided grin at Thomas.

‘Something’s pissed her off.’

‘Yep.’

Irina turned, looked at her girlfriend and ran into her arms, sobbing wildly. She carried on, Cherie’s arms wrapped around her tight. Thomas just watched, confused.

Cherie took the sobbing girl and sat her down on the couch. Thomas went and got a box of tissues and handed them to the girls and sat quietly while Irina cried. In between near-hysterical sobs, Thomas found out that Irina’s girlfriend, Nikki, had just dumped her. He felt sorry for her, what rotten luck to be alone just before the holidays.

Cherie looked over at him and asked if he could leave them alone for a while. As luck would have it, he heard his Cell Phone ringing and went to answer it. He’d forwarded his calls from his home phone to his Cell for the weekend.

In the bedroom, he picked up the phone and answered it. ‘Hullo?’

‘Hullo, luv.’ He heard the cheery voice of his Mum, then his Aunt Marge, his cousin Rose and his sister Kate.

‘Hi there, my four luvs. How are all you silly birds?’ he joked and heard them all laugh.

‘We’ve been trying to get through for a while, but we finally managed!’ his Mum, Nancy, said in her typically-English fashion. ‘How are you, luv, keeping warm and busy?’

‘Well, it’s chilly where I am Mum, but I am keeping busy.’

‘Have you met anyone yet?’ his sister wanted to know. ‘Well, have you?’ his cousin Rose chimed in.

‘Maybe.’

He heard all four birds squeal and his mother’s voice come over the phone again. ‘Oooh, Tom, that’s lovely. Is she nice? Is she pretty? Would I like her?’

He laughed at her warm voice and answered ‘Yes, yes and yes. Her name is Cherie. It isn’t serious yet, but I do like her company …. ‘

‘You’re too young and single … ‘

‘ … and cute!’ his cousin Rose chimed in.

‘ … and cute … ‘ his mother agreed ‘ … to be alone. If this girl is a keeper Tommy [ he cringed, he hated being called Tommy, only his Mum could get away with that ] you hold on to her!’

He bade them all goodbye, hearing the four women blow him kisses over the phone. Thomas thought it wise to check on Cherie and Irina, perhaps cooking them both a nice breakfast would help Irina feel a bit better.

He walked towards the living room area of the cabin and stopped dead in his tracks.

Thomas saw immediately that Cherie’s robe was on the floor, Irina’s clothes were tossed casually nearby. On top of his lover was the beautiful blonde Irina, kissing her passionately. Both girls were now entirely naked.

Thomas wanted to make a noise, wanted to let them know he was nearby, but he couldn’t seem to make a sound. He had no idea that his playmate was bi-sexual, he knew that she was a wild woman. But the evidence was right before his eyes. He had no idea of Irina’s sexual preferences – if she was strictly lesbian or bi-sexual – but for the moment, he stayed put.

It was very sexy to watch the two women together. In the last few days, he’d come to know Cherie intimately, but Irina was a new revelation. She was beautiful, with shoulder-length blonde hair, beautifully styled, as befitted a fashion model. Irina had even longer legs than Cherie, the girl must have been at least 5’11’. Her hands were slim, well-manicured and were roaming all over Cherie’s soft breasts, caressing them gently, teasing the nipples.

Irina possessed a full, soft mouth that was planting baby-kisses all over his lover’s body. She seemed to know where to kiss Cherie, which led Thomas to conclude this was not the first time his ladyfriend and Irina had been intimate.

He had strong feelings for Cherie, but he had to admit, Irina was a spectacular beauty. The woman was a temptress and Thomas thought that the Russian girl looked very sensual as she caressed and kissed Cherie, moving all over her body with gentle, knowing strokes.

‘You still respond to my touch, darling!’ Irina said to Cherie, in a voice that was low and husky, with just the faintest trace of an accent.

‘I likely always will’ Cherie sighed as Irina’s face moved towards her soft pussy. ‘You still have the gentlest, sweetest touch I’ve ever known. Nikki must be out of her mind!’

Thomas saw Irina tense up momentarily at the mention of her ex-lover, then it released as she snuggled in against Cherie. ‘I think perhaps, I was the crazy one. I thought her so beautiful, her long hair, her ebony skin – I fell under her spell Cherie, you know how beautiful she was!’ Cherie nodded and kissed Irina softly, the girls mingled tongues and continued to caress each other.

‘In bed, she would scratch and bite – the sex was amazing, you know that, you heard us!’ Cherie giggled at that, Thomas wondered if Cherie had ever participated. ‘But she wasn’t loyal – I found her with Hiromi, another model, from Japan. She told me that we were through, that Hiromi was much better in bed. Bitch!’ Irina spat. She was furious, but there were still tears in her eyes.

‘I’m sorry, baby’ Cherie said to her friend / lover, pulling her close for comforting kisses. She ran her hands all over Irina’s back and up and down her legs. ‘But you DO have the worst taste in girlfriends.’

Irina wiggled against Cherie, rubbing her blonde mound against Cherie’s. ‘Not completely, darling. I picked you for a roommate, didn’t I?’ she said, sighing.

The two girls stopped speaking after that and the kissing began to get more passionate with every passing second. Now the girls were into it, tongues kissing exposed flesh. He saw Cherie’s body wriggle in the way he was now familiar with, a sure sign of her arousal. She was moaning quietly as Irina’s adept tongue licked all over her flesh.

It was mere moments later when the girls moved into the classic `69′ position. Thomas continued to watch, fascinated. He had never seen two women make love before, especially not one that had shared a bed with him the prior evening.

While Cherie began to eat Irina’s cunt ardently, he saw the blonde model do the same to his lover, with a few refinements. He saw Irina insert one slender, manicured digit into Cherie’s pussy and begin to fingerfuck her.

‘Oh, you fucking hot bitch, you know I love that!’ he heard Cherie scream. His earlier suspicion was confirmed, they had indeed been intimate before. Thomas paid rapt attention to Irina’s finger sliding in and out, rapidly, of Cherie’s sensual, wet pussy. He heard the groans and the squelching of the leather couch as the girls fucked each other passionately.

Thomas didn’t think he had seen anything so sexy in all his life. Patti was a wild woman, but she was strictly a guy’s-girl. It seemed that Cherie had no limits, she was a truly uninhibited woman, he found that very arousing.

Cherie’s hands had the cheeks of Irina’s ass pulled wide apart, she was really plunging her tongue into Irina’s aroused quim. She was sucking and eating with an erotic fervor, there was no doubt that the intent was no longer to comfort, but to bring to an explosive climax.

Her tongue went back and forth,
up and down, Irina’s neatly-trimmed bush, the yelps from Irina informed Thomas that his playmate was equally skilled at pleasing a lover of the same sex. The blonde model’s body was slightly glistening from the perspiration caused by their erotic exertions, Cherie was slurping and licking at her warm flesh.

Moans of pleasure filled the cabin, then the girls shook. Thomas thought perhaps the girls had experienced a mini-climax of sorts, they pulled away from each other. They moved into an upright position on the couch and kissed each other.

‘Did you bring him?’ Cherie asked her roommate, Irina nodded. From her purse nearby, she extracted a clear, acrylic dildo. ‘I should name him one of these days!’ she giggled to Cherie.

‘How about Thomas?’ Cherie said with a hearty laugh. Thomas felt himself blush at that.

Cherie moved, face down and faced the end of the couch. She wiggled her ass high into the air and Thomas watched as Irina strapped the dildo on to her slender body. She moved behind Cherie and slammed the toy, none-too-gently, into her lover’s cunt. Cherie’s body shook with pleasure as the blonde lesbian fucked her with the sextoy. ‘GODDAMMIT, I’d forgotten how good you were with that thing!’ she screamed out, Irina fucking her hard. Thomas wondered if his lover was at all concerned with him overhearing their loveplay, but put that thought out of his head and watched them fuck.

Cherie was practically impaled on the large sex toy, her body shaking with pleasure as Irina fucked her savagely. As he continued watching them, he felt himself becoming more and more aroused. He ached to join them, wanted to ravage both lovely women, yet he stood his ground. This time was for them.

Once Cherie had reached her climax, Irina removed the tool and handed it to her roommate / lover. Cherie donned the dildo and began readying herself to make love to Irina.

Irina practically purred as Cherie made love to her. Cherie’s method of making love to her roommate was the polar opposite of Irina’s. She moved slowly, with style and precision, stroking the blonde’s tanned flesh, cooing gentle words of love and sweetness, telling Irina how sensual she was, how lovely she was, how seductive she looked. Irina’s trills of pleasure reached Thomas’ ears as he continued to watch the erotic tableau unfolding in front of his eyes.

Irina’s orgasm was different than Cherie’s as well, she was almost silent when she came, but her body arched upwards and he could see the tremors running through her. She snuggled against Cherie afterwards and Thomas thought how sensual it had all been.

He snuck away and made quite a bit of noise when he came back. It had given the girls the opportunity to tidy up and get dressed again, which had been his plan. He cooked them an exquisite breakfast of Eggs Benedict, both of them having hearty appetites – no wonder!

Thomas called the restaurant to let them know he’d be arriving later on, he found out that he’d received a nice note from ‘the Turtledoves’ and their check had cleared. The Le Claire sisters had also called about a new shipment of wine. Cherie used his cell to call the Pear Tree and tell them she’d be in town tomorrow. As she was on the phone, she leaned in to Thomas and nibbled his ear, whispering ‘I owe you one darling. Thanks for the privacy, Irina needed that.’

Thomas was sure he was blushing down to his toes.

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(If this story ends up in the Romance category, it would be a guy’s concept of romance, so ladies, just bare with me here – I’m doing the best I can.) * I hate Christmas. Is that so wrong? I hate the stupid music, and the greedy children, and the traffic jams that begin on Black Friday and extend through New Years. And Christmas trees? What is that all about? Down here in the desert, if you put up a Christmas tree, five days later it’s a bone-dry skeleton surrounded by a pile of brown...

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Deja Vu Christmas

‘That’s what I saw on the TV news just now. So maybe you’d better . . .’ ‘It’s Christmas Eve, Stella,’ Nadine answered, the stubbornness in her voice almost palpable. ‘Those guys were really cute, and I’ve never skied Winter Park before. Gotta do something to get out of here.’ ‘Yeah, well, if the snow really hits up there at Berthoud Pass, there wouldn’t be any skiing, they wouldn’t find you ’til spring,’ Stella said. She was fiddling with the crooked plastic Christmas tree in the corner of...

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The Meaning of Christmas

Gloria sat watching the package laden people of Christmas from her office window. She never understood the idea of Christmas, spend until you cannot spend anymore and pretend to be a great person for one day when you’re an asshat for the other three hundred and sixty-four. Grabbing her coat she prepared to leave for the day. ‘Hey Gloria. What are you doing for Christmas?’ ‘Oh hey Jim. Same as usual, sit at home, watch TV and have a normal dinner.’ ‘Well you know, you are always welcome at...

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Sing A Song Of Christmas

SING A SONG OF CHRISTMAS A Play For You to Act by an Unknown Writer from 1972 CHARACTERS: SANTA CLAUS JACK FROST NICK, a young boy SNOWMAN DAVID, a Boy Scout BAD BADDER Three Mischievous Imps WORST GOOD BETTER Three Good Fairies BEST PROLOGUE: (In front of the curtain. It is Christmas Eve and excitement is in the air). (JACK FROST dances onto the stage) JACK FROST: Jack Frost's my name - a Winter Sprite In whom the boys and girls delight. And...

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Treasury Men in Action A Counterfeit Christmas

TREASURY MEN IN ACTION: A COUNTERFEIT CHRISTMAS © 2020 by Anthony Durrant and Unknown At a small toy shop on Ffith and Main Streets, the front door was closed, and Minna and Murray Jefferson were moving toys from the basement up to the main store to prepare for the big Christmas rush, starting December First. "Move that large crate of dolls over this way, darling!" Minna shouted, and Murray moved a large brown crate containig some dolls that the shop's former owner had bought...

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The Miracle of Christmas

The Miracle of Christmas Another sleepless night, another Christmas fraught with worry. There wouldn't be many packages to open for the kids this year. I've been telling them that Christmas is too commercial and we are starting a new tradition of just one present per person. The reality is that we can't afford even one. They had watched the polar express for the umpteenth time, and I was tired of hearing that simpleton message: “You just need to believe.” Belief is a luxury for children and...

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Saving for Christmas

‘Tell me again, Raul. Tell me about your tree.’ I sighed, smoothed out the wrinkles of the blanket covering Hosea’s legs, and started the story again. Hosea’s eyes twinkled and his smile told me that his interest in the story was blocking out the pain. That in itself would have been enough for me to repeat the story, but the story still excited me too, so I didn’t mind saying it all again. ‘Can you see it over there in the corner, Hosea?’ I asked. ‘Can you see it standing tall, all the way to...

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Merry Fing Christmas

(This, dear reader, is Jack, a man become bitter, cynical, broken by disappointment, hurts, and disillusionment, about to be disposed of by life. A man in need of repair. Can a toy workshop on a street of repair shops repair even broken hearts, broken dreams, broken people?) * Jack sat in his pickup truck in the factory parking lot staring vacantly out the windshield, not really seeing anything. He alternated between replaying the events in his mind and wondering numbly what to do next. The...

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Pad Thai or Pussy for Christmas

During our almost eleven year relationship, neither Barb nor I were very traditional regardless of whether you’re thinking of food choices or our sexual proclivities. One year, as December arrived, we started to discuss where we wanted to go for dinner on Christmas Eve since we preferred to eat out rather than cook for ourselves. After some back and forth between us, the decision was made to go to one of my favorite Thai restaurants on Irving Park Road which was about an eight-block walk from...

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A PANTYHOSE CHRISTMAS

A PANTYHOSE CHRISTMASThe year of my twelfth Christmas was the first one in which both my parents worked and therefore Mom had asked me to help more this year with getting the house decorated. We seldom decorated more than a week before Christmas other than Dad and a neighbor putting up the outdoor lights over the Thanksgiving weekend.After arriving home from school one afternoon I raced up to my room, jumped out of my shoes, socks and briefs and slipped on a pair of off-black STW pantyhose Nick...

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Merry Christmas

Christmas day dawned bright for Katie Shaw. Her clock radio had awakened her to the sound of Christmas carols and news of snow falling since 2:00 that morning. There must be at least three inches on the ground. The prospect of the roads being covered didn't dampen Katie's spirits as she turned on the shower while she brushed her teeth. Stepping from the shower Katie took down the oversized towel and rubbed it briskly over her skin. She could feel the electric tingle she created as she rocked...

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The True Spirit Of Christmas

The True spirit Of Christmas (or the awakening of Katie) By Paul1954 Prologue Clare Warrington was sitting on the sofa in the large living room, holding a cup that contained the last dregs of the coffee she had just finished, and staring at the Christmas tree that stood proud in the corner. She had always loved this time of year as she and her husband, Thomas, brought up their young family. She couldn't really narrow it down to any one thing - it had been everything and...

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The Double Date That Didnt EndChapter 3 Operation White Christmas

SHANE "Say my name," she cooed, teasingly lowering her fingers to spread apart the slick, wet lips of her cunt. No man could resist an invitation like that. With my painfully erect cock leading the way, I crawled across the bed, mounted her naked body, and slid myself effortlessly inside. Her exquisitely hot gash gripped me like a vice. My hands fell to her full, shuddering breasts, and I held on for dear life as I fucked her—harder and harder—no longer in control of my own actions,...

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Making Room for Christmas

(From the Charlotte Diamond mystery series) ‘Look at that snow come down. It looks like we’ll be socked in at the Peak Lodge. I’m sorry, Charlotte. It was inconsiderate for me to drag you along. It’s no way for you to have to spend Christmas.’ ‘Just being able to be in the same room with you on Christmas, even if across a banquet hall, is enough for me,’ Charlotte Diamond said. She snuggled up against the gorgeous woman she still couldn’t believe she was with. Brenda Boynton—or Brandon, as...

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Ill Be Home For Christmas

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Sarah Carerra 337 A Very Carerra Christmas

Please email me at AngelJediGirl (at) gmail (dot) com before posting this story to any other site. Posting to a pay site is prohibited. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address. --- Sarah Carerra Book 3 - Concerto in A- By Megan Campbell Chapter 37 - A Very Carerra Christmas The stage was dark. The only noise to be heard was the dull roar of the crowd as they waited. I stood calmly between Jenna and Michelle on the second row of the riser that...

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Spirit of Christmas

‘Good morning, Mrs. Stewart. It’s good to see you out. How’re doin’ today?’ ‘Oh, you know, Mr. Baxter. Each day just sort of nudges the one before it. It just all sort of goes on—a bit too long, if you ask me.’ Clem Baxter watched Louise Stewart from 12A move arthritically down the walk between the two old, red-brick apartment houses facing each other. Clem had been the super for these buildings for nearly twenty years, and he knew most of the tenants by their apartment numbers, but he’d...

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All I Want For Christmas

Merry Christmas Everyone!!! I just wanted to wish everyone a Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Happy Kwanzaa, Happy Chanukah, and any other celebrations taking place all over the world at this time. The story below is based on emotions and fears that are near and dear to me. I hope all of you like what I have written, and I welcome your comments. A.P. All I Want For Christmas By Alexisandra Phaithe All Rights Reserved, Throughout Existence. December 13th, 2000 Alexis...

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Seasons Greetings A Carol Christmas

Based on the characters and situations presented in "Seasons of Change" by Joel Lawrence, Copyright 1989. This story is archived in its entirety at Fictionmania (go to search by authors and select Joel Lawrence). This story takes place approximately one year to a year and a half after the conclusion of "Tales of the Season: Darla's Story" in the branch of the "Seasons of Change" Universe that I started with "A Losing Season", also archived at Fictionmania. Of course, this is a play...

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Heaven In The Mountain At Christmas

It was hard leaving Jayden, after the days we had together during the Thanksgiving weekend. Being with her always gives me a feeling of exhilaration. Jayden's smiling face, her mature aura, her mannerisms, and the way she loves me, provides me with a reason to enjoy life and feel young again. The time we spent at Camp George will have to keep me satisfied till Christmas, when Jayden is joining me for her holiday break. Her parents will be off on a cruise; it will give us nearly two weeks...

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CadeChapter 13 Merry Christmas

It was the morning after the party, and Callie was pouting as she cooked breakfast. Her bottom was still sore. Cade walked up behind her and nuzzled her neck affectionately and she pushed him away, "Stop it." "What's the matter?" He asked in irritation. She turned away as tears rolled down her face, "You whipped me hard last night, that's what." "I know, and I won't hesitate to whip you again like that if you keep flirting with other men." He was stern, cold, and...

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Snow for Christmas

‘Ok, that’s it for today. Remember guys…’ ‘We know Mrs. G! You’ve told us a hundred thousand times’ called one of the exasperated students. ‘More like a million’ murmured another under his breath. ‘Have fun! Be safe! And take care of your library books!’ chorused the class in a loud, sing-song voice. ‘All right you wise guys, I get it. But I don’t want to see any books with candy canes stuck to them when you come back,’ she chuckled. ‘Now get lost. Shoo. Back to class with you. Have a Happy...

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