Christmas Party
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In her teens, Denise was became known by the nickname of Dusty. She had fallen in love with Dusty Springfield’s music and had the same dry inflection in her singing voice, which the great British singer of the sixties and early seventies possessed.Her father bought her a collection of the backing tracks by Dusty, and Denise would spend afternoons crooning all Dusty’s great numbers. At family functions, Denise’s dad would always insist that she sing, ‘You Don’t Have to Say You Love Me.’What...
Straight SexHe looked across his table to see Ashley, a sophmore. She walked with her friend and talked with her. They laughed and Nolan couldn't help but smile. The smile was so beautiful and white. She stood at about 5'4" and had brown hair with blonde highlights. She had 32C size breasts. She was a real beauty. At only 16 and being a sophmore people usually thought she was in college. Nolan waited for her to walk by before he stood up and threw away his lunch tray. He went back to his seat...
I haven't always been a cuckold,I used to get really defensive/aggressive whenever I saw my then fiancé being chatted up by other guys and the thought of her even just kissing a guy on the cheek made me feel really jealous, she just always told me to pay no mind to the attention she gets because she's my woman and no one else, but the day I put a wedding ring on her finger, it all changed. I began to accept the fact that my gorgeous wife relishes in the attention she gets from guys, even going...
Being the manager of the small team I ran in the office the Christmas party always fell to be my responsibility. I work in a relatively small team of 8 girls and 3 guys. When it came to Christmas the girls ruled the team, leading the charge on drinking and going out as frequently as possible.When it came to the Christmas party I decided we had to be out the office by 1pm for an afternoon out before everyone went their separate ways.Everyone entered the office sedately the morning of the party...
Since we figured the party wouldn't last long she wore something a little more daring than she'd wear to work so when we left we could go to a party at a friends house where we'd hoped to have some luck picking up a guy to take home for a threesome or maybe even a hot couple. Plus she knew her bosses would enjoy seeing her in something sexy. And I liked to see old guys drool as they checked out my hot 5-8, 110lb, 34D-24-35 redhead wife. And had seen her fuck her share of older guys as...
My wife and I recently went to a friends christmas party.They were a new couple who we met out one night and had been out about 3 or 4 times before with them.. My wife wore a sexi tight red dress, black pantyhose and 4 & 1/2 inch high heels. the sight of her put a instant lump in my pants. I was so horny seeing my wife.I wore shiny black pantyhose with a black leotard under my pants and shirt( I didnt tell my wife but she knows I wear ).When we got to the house there were...
Our job was having a Christmas party at the home of our boss. Some workers were there with dates and other were not. Fran and I observed our surroundings. I stood there in my red skin tight dress that pleasantly held to the contours of my body. My white shoes with red bottoms simply complimented my outfit. I knew eyes were on me especially the ones of my caramel flavor, Daniel. Daniel was so sexy to me. Standing 5"10, nice chiseled body, dark caramel complexion. When he opened his mouth, I...
SeductionThis is a true story about what happened a few years at one of my works staff parties. This is my first time writing anything on here so be patient.At the time of this story i had just broken up with my girlfriend of a couple years.This story involves two girls, Vanessa and Charlotte. Now Id say Vanessa was about 5' 5", 21 years old, had Blonde medium length hair, big juicy red lips and an ass to die for. She was confident and she would talk to anyone and joke about, everyone liked her. She...
I walked back from the mailbox with an invitation to our block’s annual Christmas party. An older couple hosts the event at their home, as an open house from 1pm to 5pm, with copious amounts of food, booze and heat. The thermostat in their house must be set at 78 degrees.My hubby and I RSVP’d but on the day of the party we procrastinated until late in the afternoon before we walked down the street to the party. Needless to say, everyone was hammered when we arrived. Everyone could walk home...
Company Christmas parties are always fun for me and my hot wife Andrea. This year the company my wife works for is having their party down town and most of the couples have rooms in the motel where the party is being held. I was already dressed and ready so I sat on the bed in our room and while waiting I flipped through the TV. Andrea was in the bathroom dressing. When the door opened I looked to see my gorgeous wife walking out wearing a red Lacy dress. It was low cut and she had her firm...
My wife works a part time job a couple nights a week at a small restaurant. She usually works till close which is either 9 or 10pm. It seems like it is taking longer all the time to close but she blames it on the young people that don't know how to work with out being told what to do. During the Summer they wear shorts and she has many comments from the young ladies about how great her legs look and hope theirs will look that good when they are her age (she is 67). Now on with the party:Beth...
I was ready and didn’t need to be asked twice but I have learnt to always make sure a girl is ready before you just shove one inside her. She laid there on the desk legs spread wide her hand rubbing her clit. “Come on Santa bring those big sacks over here let me empty them for you. I want all your goodies you have inside themâ€. She cried as if about to overheat. It’s not every day you get to play Santa and I can assure you my sacks were full to the brim.I did my duty and handed out all...
Cheating WifeI had just started a new job at the bank the previous May, so I was just getting to know all the people on the floor. The Christmas party was here, we went into work as usual 9am, then at 12 the answer machines were put on, drinks and food came out and music was played. At around 3:30pm people were drifting away and I were mingling, talking to some lads about football and stuff.Then the 4 blokes I was talking to got me another drink, I must have had eight vodka’s and this guy brought me a...
I drove us to her Christmas party, it was in the countryside in a large barn conversion. We got there early , had drinks, it was pretty boring for me. Her two friends seemed very keen on a guy, he was dark, Spanish looking, goaty beard, open white shirt. With a woman who was petite and sat by the bar. I said I'll drive back and catch my mates in the local. I'll give you the money for a taxi. She said ok. I went to the car, the car park was packed and I was blocked in. I went back in to the...
"Why are you here?" I asked. "To have some fun. To drink. You said you had some good stuff in your room." "Why here, why me?" "What do you mean?" "There were at least fifty men in that ballroom. One of them was probably your husband. Right?" "Yeah, so..." "It looked like some corporate function. A Christmas Party? You should be on your husband's arm, laughing at his jokes, impressing his coworkers, sucking up to his boss." "I'd rather be sucking up that big cock you...
On one occasion I returned to the office where Bev had her skirt pulled up and was showing one of the other ladies her stockings and suspenders. Again Bev simply smiled at me before replacing and patting down her skirt. The whole office would frequently go out drinking after work, sometimes accompanied by husbands, wives, girlfriends, etc. On more than one occasion I met Bev's husband Dean (37) and we all seemed to get on like a house on fire. One Christmas we all went to the office...
I was at home only on Christmas day with my roommate Pooja. We went out in the evening for sometime to do some purchasing as Pooja had arranged a small gathering at home. She had invited five of her friends two girls and three boys. We were chatting while round of drinks were going on with food items. We had included almost all the subjects in our chat including sex topics also. I could feel the heat in the atmosphere when I found one of the couple fondling each other. I also started feeling...
© 2011 All rights reserved Author’s note: Here’s my story for the Winter Holidays contest. I hope you enjoy it, and votes and feedback are welcome and appreciated. Thanks to LettersfromTatyana, MugsyB and Annanova and my husband for encouragement and beta reading. ================================== Joe Naylor stared at the department store display. ‘I can not believe this.’ ‘What?’ His girlfriend, Noelle Winters, gave him a puzzled look. ‘This!’ He made a sweeping gestures with his arm to...
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Joe Naylor stared at the department store display. "I can not believe this." "What?" His girlfriend, Noelle Winters, gave him a puzzled look. "This!" He made a sweeping gestures with his arm to indicate the shelves. "It's October fifteenth and they're putting up Christmas decorations!" He scowled at the Santas, elves, miniature trees and other Yuletide paraphernalia that sat mere feet from more appropriate seasonal wares. Pumpkins, witches, and skeletons grinned at him from their...
Most of the people on the street looked up as I drove past. They were drawn by the sound, like that of a huge angry bear on steroids. My Pype bomb exhaust system announced the presence of my blacked out 2014 Mustang 5.0. People walking down the street had several reactions. Most smiled in appreciation at the automotive masterpiece that was my favorite vehicle of all time. A smaller number, actually stopped what they were doing and stood in slack jawed worship. Those were the faithful, the ones...
“There is a beast in man that must be exercised, not exorcised.”-The Satanic Bible*It was Christmas Eve, and Jolly Old Saint Nicholas had one last job to do. A job he dreaded.He stood at an iron door in the side of a mountain at the top of the world, hesitating as he lifted a rusted key from around his neck. Did he really have to go through with it? Maybe this year, just for once, he could skip this last chore. Maybe everything would be better off if he just left well enough alone…But no.; he...
Supernatural-The Satanic Bible *** Jolly old Saint Nicholas had one last job to do that evening. A job he dreaded. He stood at an iron door in the side of a mountain at the top of the world, lifting an old, rusted key from around his neck and wondering if he really had to go through with it. Maybe this year, just for once, he could skip this particular chore… But no. He shook his head, spilling snow from his crown of ivy. He was obligated to be charitable to everyone in need. And what...
Christmas Journey************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan December 2011The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.It was the day before Christmas Eve in the mid 1960s. I was facing a boring Christmas sitting in my office in Devonport Dockyard waiting for...
Joyce had barely made it back to the apartment from the grocery store where she worked as a checkout clerk and tucked the ham she’d brought home—the last one in the store—before it was time to go pick up the Christmas cake she’d ordered from Gleesons before they closed. She had already been cutting her time short—she still had to go buy a tree and figure out where she’d stashed the ornaments and lights—and she hadn’t gotten off shift when she expected to. She kicked herself for not remembering...
It is only November 1, and the mall speakers are blaring Christmas music already. The Christmas season hasn’t been a favorite of mine for many years. And each year the commercialization Christmas seems to start earlier. Hell, we haven’t had Thanksgiving yet, and Halloween was just last night! The last Christmas I can remember that I actually got excited about, was nearly forty years ago. It was the last one before my mom died. Christmas was her time of the year. She saved a bit of the...
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By: beagle9690 December 2009 Gabriel: I awoke in a hospital room to sunlight dancing on the sleeping form of my angel in the chair by my bed. Her long unbound hair shone like a heavenly halo as it caressed her neck and shoulders. Peaceful and innocent in her slumber, Amy's deep contented breathing was a comfort to me knowing that she was safe. Amy is my angel, my salivation, oh how I loved my beautiful brown eyed girl... how healing her presence is to me. My heart swelled with...
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Copyright Oggbashan December 2011 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * It was the day before Christmas Eve in the mid 1960s. I was facing a boring Christmas sitting in my office in Devonport Dockyard waiting for something that probably wouldn’t happen. I was the most...
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Dear readers, this story was written by me and my partner Midnitehawk. I hope you enjoy our story. I am sure our love and lust for each other shines thru into the story. Please write and let me know what you think and I will show all mail to Ian. We love to receive feedback on our stories. * * * * * The kitchen smelt of apple and blackberry pie. Heat, from the oven, pervaded the whole room. It felt like Fran had been cooking all day. A streak of white gashed her forehead, and she swept some...
April awoke to the sound of a winter wind blowing outside her window. She shivered a little at the sound, then sat up and took a couple deep breaths. To her relief, she didn’t cough and her lungs felt more or less clear. After checking her temperature to confirm that her fever was gone, April jumped out of bed and stretched.“It’s over,” she said aloud to the empty room, “That fucking disease is really over.”April had been bedridden for most of the last month. It had begun with a nasty flu and...
AnalMelinda and her husband Mike used to go all out at Christmas time, decorating every inch of the house, inside and out. It was her favorite holiday. One of the traditions Melinda brought from her childhood was the family setting up the tree the first Sunday of December. Nowadays it was not just their kids, but grandkids as well. The sounds of children giggling, a serenade of Christmas melodies, make that day extra special. This year however just wasn’t the same, because her husband divorced her...
Straight SexChristmas at the Jones's. By Tanya H. For Lina, Becca and all the women who were strong and brave enough. Christmas Morning. A good family Christmas centres on tradition and hosting hers in her brand new (dream) house made Mum understandably nervous. I didn't help when I'd messaged, a few days earlier, to say I'd be bringing my boyfriend having decided the time was right to disprove the suggestion I'd invented him to try and reassure Mum. She met me on the driveway, as I...
2003 © Thank you Angel for all your wonderful help. It was a long five hour drive from the hospital. Seven year old Tim had bee n a constant visitor with his father, going there to see his mother since she had been diagnosed with cancer last spring. Tonight was Christmas Eve, and it was snowing very hard. They had to get home before Santa came. Tim was very excited about Christmas, even though his mother wouldn't be home. Spending the day with he r had helped young Tim a lot. They took...
A big thank you to Tigerjen for taking time out of her busy schedule to edit my story at the last minute… And I mean the last minute! * * * * * It was a long five hour drive from the hospital. Seven year old Tim, and his father had been doing it since his mother had been diagnosed with cancer, last spring. Tonight was Christmas Eve, and it was snowing very hard. They had to get home before Santa came. Tim was very excited about Christmas, even though his mother wouldn’t be home. Spending the...
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Chapter One Twenty-eight days before Christmas I found myself in a remote, fortified camp in what seemed to be a million miles from nowhere. I am Lieutenant Eric Steiger, United States Navy, and I command a mixed unit of Marines and Navy SEALs. Our mission is to gather intelligence on arms being transported from Iran into Afghanistan. ‘Hey, Lieutenant. The supply helo is about ten minutes out. Do you have anything that needs to go back to headquarters?’ Chief Petty Officer Thomas Kincaid...
Christmas On Duty Copyright Oggbashan December 2012Minor edit December 2013The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.This story is set in the 1960s, long before texting and mobile phones. *************************************************Our office party was set for Christmas Eve...
Step dad, mum and college lass: Everything under a Christmas tree should be opened with relish and delight....Some may say I’m lucky, others who share the same birthday as me, will take a different view. My birthday falls on Christmas Day. Yet here I was getting up excited and very early on Christmas morning just turned eighteen. I was prepared as usual for the ‘single double’ present that covered both birthday and Christmas. But at least it was under a tree. The tree I had helped decorate with...
Christmas On Duty Copyright Oggbashan December 2012Minor edit December 2013The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.This story is set in the 1960s, long before texting and mobile phones. *************************************************Our office party was set for...
Christmas at Thanatos Manor – Part One Dear Reader. Here's a cruel and depraved little confection to brighten yourholiday season. So put down the ribbons and wrapping paper and spend a fewminutes with the members of the Thanatos Society as they gather at the Manorto celebrate Christmas. Like most of my tales, this one is not for the faintof heart. If you would like to let me know what you think of this story, youmay contact me at [email protected] Cerberus A leather-clad chauffeur...
With the festive season upon us and the office parties are always an opportunity for an extra bit of fun. My wife recently had her office party and we decided to stay in the city to avoid a long trip home late at night. We booked into an apartment that was close to her office, and any possible after party venue that would probably eventuate.Karen’s party was planned to be from after work until around 9:00pm, and I expected that they would go on to a venue for drinks afterwards. Now to summaries...
That was the awkward Christmas. I had come back from my sophomore year at college, visiting my parents for a few days — the first time I felt like a visitor in the house I grew up in. My younger brother, Randy, had accepted an invitation to go skiing with some cousins, a trip that my other obligations made impossible for me. His absence turned the time with my parents a bit more claustrophobic. Then, with only me and my parents in the house, they decided on a table-top Christmas tree instead of...
However, the coming Friday was Christmas. Instead of celebrating, she would spend the day sleeping late, enjoying a TV dinner, while watching one of her old taped movies, like “Gone with the Wind.” Or so she thought, the phone rang. When she answered it, it was her mother. She was calling to invite Melinda to come home for Christmas, after all she was only forty miles away. As usual, mom wouldn’t take no for an answer. “But Mom, I don’t feel like celebrating, it brings back too many...
Christmas Story Two Here Kitty Kitty I was away at college during the holidays. My mother was home all alone, since dad had died earlier in the year. I didn’t have the money or anyway to get home so mom would have to face this first Christmas all alone. I missed being home for Thanksgiving and my roommate knew it. He tried to comfort me, he tried to get me drunk, and he even tried to get me laid too. As it got closer to Christmas I told him that my mother had been born on...
Copyright Oggbashan December 2012 Minor edit December 2013 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story is set in the 1960s, long before texting and mobile phones. ************************************************* Our office party was set for Christmas Eve starting...
I loathe Christmas. In fact I loathe any prescribed festivity which obliges one to feign good will towards people one is at best indifferent to at all other times. Christmas is especially vile since the people most likely to go into a huff over the gift you’ve bought them are those who have spent weeks telling you, “It’s the thought that counts.” And you can’t go shopping without being force fed trite sentiment masquerading as music, much as turkeys are twice-stuffed, alive and dead. I said as...
CheatingIntroduction: This is a romance between two young people thrown together by an unlikely set of circumstances, at Christmas time. If you are looking for a porn story, you will be disappointed. If you are looking for a lot of wild sex, you will be disappointed. But if you are looking for a tale of romance and generosity, a story about growth and selflessness, I hope you will read and enjoy. I would be remiss if I did not thank my muse, the amazing woman who keeps me sane and happy.*"Mr. Summers,...
It’s Christmas Eve and you’d think I’d be happy and excited for tomorrow, but to me, it’s just another day. My foster guardians, I’m certainly not going to call them parents, don’t give a shit about Christmas. Rick McCray and his rotten tooth wife Caroline, who are supposed to be my guardians will most likely spend their Christmas all strung out on crack. Rick deals but also uses and Caroline only uses. Crack’s not the only drug they ingest. They’ll take anything they can get. Crack’s just...
The British prime minister shuffled up to the lectern as the cameras went live. He was once described as being like a dishevelled blond orangutang. Tonight that description seemed apt.A last-minute news conference had been called on the Saturday before Christmas. All across the country, people were looking forward to a brief respite from the lockdowns. They had been promised five days of freedom by the orangutang.They weren't going to get it.The Coronavirus had mutated and now there were...
ThreesomesThe Curse JoAnne forced her way brusquely through the dense crowd toward the Thai place on the corner. Lord, she hated holiday shopping – screaming brats, the jarring sounds of ringing bells, the constant fucking “gimme, gimme, gimme” of the damn “charity” workers. As if they weren’t really there to guilt you into forking over the goddamn money. And all these fucking people just kept on bumping against her, wrinkling her $2000 black skirt and jacket power suit. Didn’t they have somewhere to...
This story, although fictitious, is based heavily on true events and true people, just the names have been changed and it's mostly my own fantasies that are touched upon in the actions.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------It was a brisk chilly Christmas eve, the 24th of December.I was staying with my gorgeous girlfriend at her mum's house. My parents were away on holiday and my girlfriend always spends Christmas with her mother, and...
Christmas Surprise By Margaret Jeanette Terry and Jennifer Buxton had everything going for them. Married eight years and having their own real estate business that was thriving gave them a good life style. Jennifer was nominal president of the company while Terry was listed as vice president. All major decisions were made by both of them. They had 10 agents working for them and each one seemed to show success in selling properties. It was three weeks before Christmas and lunch...