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 All good Christmas stories are required to begin “Twas the night before Christmas and the woods I did travel;” well sort of anyway. In all seriousness I did my traveling on Christmas Eve as so many others do. My destination was the home of my father and mother. We would all converge on the family home with stars in our eyes, gifts in our cars, and delightful thoughts of a family Christmas. Don't get me wrong, I don't always go home for Christmas, I'm 31 after all, and far beyond believing in Santa Claus. But none-the-less I went this last Christmas with hopes of family and friends bound in joyous harmony. My uncle was supposed to be there and I knew I would find him as sexy as ever. Yes, that's right, my uncle and I have been known to bed down together and enjoy all of the fruits of passion and erotic sharing. In fact he was my first, now many years ago, too many adventures since to recall. I finally got to the house about 10:00 PM and was greeted at the door by my younger sister Cindy and Mom. Sis helped me get into the house, I'm sure so she could peek at the gifts I'd brought, but she helped and I appreciated it. At only 24 she is still young at heart and thought. I kind of think she still believes in Santa. I gave Mom a big hug and she smiled; her oldest was home for the holidays for the first time in several years. She'd seen me on a visit to my place during Thanksgiving, but that was different, I was now home in her eyes.

We went into the living room as Cindy took my luggage to the rear bedroom. Indeed everyone was there including Aunt Brenda, my Mom's big sister, and Uncle Charles, Mom's much younger brother by almost 15 years. He was the one who had taken my virginity when I was only 16 after returning from his first year in the military. He was 19 at the time which makes him only a little over 3 years older than I am. He was the one that opened the doors for so many of the things I have enjoyed over the years since.

Brenda's kids were there as well, Brian and Katy, both still younger than any of the rest of the family but now in their late teens. And then there was my Daddy, the most handsome man ever to hold my heart and fill me with love, not to mention his beautiful eight inch cock. Yes, he too had taken in my body and soul, deeply on both counts. Cindy returned and deposited the packages I had brought beneath the tree.

Well, now that I have the stage set, let me tell you what the story is really about. Uncle Charles eyed me with open lust as my little sister grew jealous as hell over it. She had also fucked Charles and wanted to spend the night with him. Too bad little sister, it was either make it a threesome or go to your room. Well that might be a moot point since I would be staying in her room. She huffed and made a real pain in the ass of herself until game time began. We have an open family, secrets not allowed, except from Mom that is. She seemed to never have a clue that every one of her relatives had fucked, sucked or rimmed one another for years. Ah well, ignorance is bliss, and she was about as blissful as any woman could be. We all planned on keeping it that way.

After we sang Christmas carols for about an hour and sent the younger kids to bed, we adults settled in for some family fun. The game twister is so much fun; Mom always finds a way of being too tired and makes an excuse. Yep, she too went off to bed, alone. That left myself, Daddy, Uncle Charles, Aunt Brenda and Cindy to play.

By the time Daddy returned from making sure Mom had gone to bed we were all naked and had the Twister sheet out over the well carpeted floor. Three against two gave the gals pretty fair odds of winning, but in naked Twister everybody wins. One spin after another and before long we were a setting right out of Ripley's with our tangled bodies touching in every way imaginable. We laughed as Charles had to straddle Cindy and buried his dick in her mouth, and we all made sure to remind them both that they couldn't move until the next spin. She didn't seem to mind and sucked on him until he was ready to pop a blood vessel and dropped out of the game, literally. Cindy chose that Moment to also drop out and went down on him to complete her moves up and down his lengthy member until he did pop. His climax was a beautiful thing to behold, but the game was still on.

Brenda had the next spin and had to maneuver beneath me and over Daddy. We managed to get her attention as I slurped over on her huge D cup tit and Daddy slid his cock into her always wet cunt. She couldn't take the strain and yielded to passion instead of the game as Daddy and I tag teamed her until she erupted around his thick shaft with a scream of delight. Now it was just me and Daddy, no contest in stamina. I was about to win the prize as the rest of them watched. Suddenly our ears picked up faint footsteps coming down the upstairs hall and we all scrambled to dress as the kids came to the balcony above us.

Brian led his sister and they strolled down the stairs. Katy was dressed in a short night gown of very flimsy cotton. I could see her shapely shaven mound right through it since she wasn't wearing any panties. Brian was only wearing a pair of ratty athletic shorts and from the small cum spot on the front I could see that he and his sister had been busy in the upstairs room they were sharing. At 19, Katy is a knock out, and Brian - a year her junior - is what most girls would call “hot-hot-hot.” They made their way down the stairs as our panic subsided; we all thought Mom had gotten up to see what all the laughter was about. Brian smiled and spoke up as they reached the bottom of the stairs, “We checked in on Aunt Katherine, she's dead to the world. Guess her pill did its thing tonight,” with a mild chuckle.

They joined in the group and we all stripped down again to play another round. This time I didn't fair so well. I somehow found myself sprawled out chest up with both arms and feet splayed like a human sacrifice. You guessed it, Charles spun and managed to shove his cock deep into my mouth; that man really loves to be sucked. Katy took the next spin and found her face deep in my groin and tongued me until I erupted all over her with my normal gushing squirted cream while Charles pumped my mouth full of cum. Daddy roared with laughter for a little bit longer then told everybody he needed to hit the sack.

Right after he left; Charles, Cindy and I retired to the room in the back of the downstairs as Brian, Katy and Brenda went upstairs to share some family cuddle time. Cindy had to work hard to get Charles up and ready after shooting his wad twice during Twister, but she managed so I let her have him for a ride. The bed rocked hard and fast for about thirty minutes as she rode him forward cowgirl and muffled her orgasms the best she could against my mouth. There wasn't a problem with his outcries since they were fully stifled by my cunt as I covered his face willfully and coated him good with my hot sweet cream while making out with and fondling my little sister. After that it was time for sleep and we settled in, naked, with Charles between his two favorite nieces.

The house fell quiet and we slept until just after dawn. I slipped out of bed first and took a shower before donning a nice pair of satin shorts and a crop top that showed more of my tits than it hid; no panties or bra required. Mom may not be aware that her family believes in keeping it in the family, but she is no prude. Her attire would be equally scandalous in her own way. As I dressed I watched Cindy sucking Uncle Charles' dick to give him a pleasant wake up call. She grunted as he came down her throat while he ate a morning meal between her athletic thighs. She moaned as she managed to get off too. They went to the shower together as I left to help Mom with breakfast.

“Morning Mom,” I cooed as I made my way to the coffee pot. She had been up since long before dawn to put the turkey on and get things going for the day.

She eyed me with a twisted smile. “Merry Christmas Sherry,” she replied and smiled lovingly. I walked over and gave her a tight hug as she commented, “You guys sure must have had some real fun with the Twister game last night. The living room smells like sweat and sex big time.” She smiled as my jaw dropped. When she realized I was about to keel over from shock she admitted something she never had before. “You guys think I don't know that every one of you from mid teens on don't fuck and suck each other. Heck, Brenda and I have been lovers for years - your Daddy really loves sucking on her big old tits when we do a three way. It's all in the family honey.”

I dropped into a chair, bewildered. Where had I been all these years? I couldn't believe my ears! Mom had taken a woman as a lover and shared her husband with her, her own sister! Damn, this changes everything.

Daddy walked in and patted Mom on the butt with a smile big enough to make me think Mom had given him a wake up call as well. He poured himself a cup of coffee and moved to the table beside me. A quick peck on the cheek was all I got, but I knew he had something up his sleeve the way he eyed me with that look of mischief he gets from time to time. He leaned over closer and whispered, “Morning Sherry, Merry Christmas” as his hand slipped over and slid up my thigh. He hadn't managed to get to me during Twister and I think he was feeling a bit left out. I cupped my hand over his and looked over at Mom before sliding his hand over my bared moist cunt. He chuckled and pulled away before his wife could see. I guess there are still a few secrets after all.

One by one the crowd filtered in, Brian looking pretty battered from an apparent night of hard core sucking and fucking with his sister and Mom. Katy looked like a million bucks, just like always, damn it. Charles and Cindy strolled in and had broad smiles painted on their faces. I guessed that she had gotten him to do her in the shower even after sucking him hard and fast to wake him up. Charles loves fucking in the shower almost as much as I do. Mom eyed me and I went to help out.

We served up eggs, hash browns and grits and put toast on each plate before I carried them to the big kitchen table everybody sat around. With each plate delivered I got a quick “Merry Christmas” and a touch on one or more of my erogenous zones. I giggled like a school girl and Mom decided to carry Daddy's plate to him herself. He made sure to slip his hand up under her mid thigh length skirt and sent a smile to her lips. Before she returned to get her own plate, he licked his fingers with a devious grin. Daddy said grace and prayed for a peace filled family Christmas. We all chimed in “Amen” when he was done; but I wondered how he would chose to have the word “pee-se” spelled, “piece,” or “peace.”

Silence fell as we dug in and finished the meal post haste. In our house when the dishes had been cleared it was time for opening presents. Brian and Katy worked their little butts off to have it done in no time as Daddy, Mom, Brenda, Charles and I all sat and finished our second cup of coffee. We dawdled on purpose so the kids would have to wait longer. Finally we all got up and moved into the living room. Mom was right, the room reeked of sex and soured sweat. I went to the closet and retrieved a nice scented candle appropriate for the season and lit it as I placed it on the corner table away from where all hell was about to break loose when gift wrap would be strewn everywhere.

Charles made his way to the tree and picked up a couple of packages. We waited until all the gifts had been handed out before opening any. Charles smiled as he took his own sweet time playing Santa. I smacked him on the butt and told him to hurry up. I was anxious to see Daddy's expression when he opened the present I brought him. We don't go overboard on gifts as a rule - the economy in Arkansas isn't that great - but we managed to have at least a couple of packages apiece before Charles was finished.

I watched as Daddy picked up my small wrapped box. It contained a camera that Mom knew he had drooled over for months - the two of us shared the cost of the pricey gift. He tore open the package and his eyes went to sheer awe. He looked again at the tag and saw it was from his first born and wife. He leaned over and kissed her hard giving thanks before rushing across the room and pulling me out of my chair to give me a bear hug and kiss right on the mouth. He went back to his chair and I settled back into my own to unwrap my presents now that I knew I had made Daddy happy.

I didn't expect much. I preferred to give more than get, which usually was the way things turned out anyway. I am the oldest and the younger kids came first. Katy squealed with glee as she opened a package and found a hot new mini she had been wanting for a long time, with matching ensemble top and cover up. Brian smiled wide as she leaned over and gave her little brother a tight hug.

Mom opened my gift to her and smiled with mouthed thanks for the new sweater, matching skirt, and silk blouse. She really does like to look nice even though she rarely goes anywhere to wear it. I guessed she'd wear it to church the next day.

Brian gasped as he opened a box with an MP3 player and on-line gift cards to buy his selections of music [whatever that might be for an 18 year old]. He'd secretly wanted the 8gb player forever.

All was going so well I finally decided to tear into the first of my two packages. Brenda had bought me a new outfit, really short leather skirt and a sheer blouse to hit the clubs with, she said. I thanked her with a big hug and peck on the cheek. It seemed as though every present had been opened except the last one – the one that sat in my lap. Every eye turned to me as if they were all in on some big secret plot.

Daddy's eyes rose from his new camera, pulled it up to take one of his first pictures with it. I wasn't sure whether to open it or not; this could be scary as hell if somebody had bought me a new dildo or some other device of pleasure. I peeled the wrapping off to expose a plain brown cardboard box. It was about a foot long and eight or nine inches wide and only a couple of inches thick. I spied it curiously and looked up to see my father smile and nod for me to open it. I pried the tape free and opened the box. My jaw fell open - I know because my Daddy caught it with the camera. In the box was something I had wanted for so long I couldn't believe anybody had bought one for me.

I love to read and can't always afford to buy new books. In the small box was a Nook. For those who aren't familiar with one, just ask me. It is the best e-reader on the market. I couldn't speak, literally in shock. I looked up and my Daddy snapped another picture with his new camera. I knew instantly who was responsible even though the tag read from Mom and Dad. My Daddy had given me a Nook!

I didn't even open up the package before running through the mass of debris and flying into his arms. I had no shame in kissing him deep and hard as I settled into his lap. When I had given thanks I turned to Mom and said, “You two are the best,” and leaned over to give her a hug and kiss as well.

Charles – with Katy and Brian’s help - picked up papers and bows, while the rest of us sat and played with or imagined uses for what one or another family member had given us. Uncle Charles got less material things than the rest of us, but out of the holiday at home he managed to get more blow jobs than he could possibly handle. It was the best Christmas ever and I knew that I had to thank my Daddy properly before I left to go back home; and now, maybe Mom too.

Aunt Brenda helped Mom with the Christmas dinner. We always eat early so those who have to travel can do so mostly in daylight. We would eat at noon which gave me about four hours to thank my Daddy in a way both of us could enjoy. I went to the stairs and waited until he looked up and then winked. He got the message and picked up his new camera before joining me at the bottom of the stairs. We walked up together - everybody in the room knew Daddy was about to get thanked big time. It turns out we had each given more than we expected; it was perfect.

I led Daddy to his room and turned to close the door. He pulled me into a bear hug and our mouths met with heat and needful lust. His words murmured against my mouth as he tried his best to thank me for the camera. My words were muffled by his all-encompassing lips. As I pulled his sweat pants down and pushed them to the floor his cock slid over my face, as erect and thick as he seemed to always be for his little girl. I helped him step out of his pants and licked up the eight inch length of hard velvet meat. He tangled his fingers into my auburn hair and tugged at me to suck him in deeply. I slipped my mouth over the broad swollen head and did just that as he groaned with slow resolve to hold out until I was ready to drink his seed.

I rose to my feet and peeled off the crop top, his eyes and hands instantly on my pert breasts and nipples that were already hard as rocks. I pushed my shorts past my butt and let them drop before tugging up on his tee shirt. Damn it, my Daddy was still a prime sight of a man. Even at almost 60 his stomach was taught, his chest well defined and oh my, his hard thick cock a dream come true.

“Daddy,” I cooed as my hands ran up and down his chest, “I need to give thanks for all you do and have ever done. I think it only fitting that since you gave me a Nook that I give you some nookie in return.” His hand went to my cunt and pried the petals of my soaking wet pussy apart. Two fingers slipped in and I groaned as he prepared me for his first thrust. I raised one leg to cradle over his hip and with one hand guided his massive crown to my pussy. I was so wet my cream was already running down both thighs. With a nudge his cock slipped into my waiting cunt. I groaned as his girth filled the outer muscle and stretched me just like I remembered. I slid my hand to his butt and tugged as my hips dropped just enough to bury his meat in my hot wet core. I panted and almost came instantly as his hips rocked up and back with slow sultry rhythm. Slow and deep we fucked as we stood just inside the bedroom door. He wanted more and lifted me with both hands by the butt to slam me against the wall. His cock buried even deeper as my back hit and I groaned into his mouth that had captured my own. My body gave way within a minute and squirted out my first orgasm. He rammed his cock even harder in and out as he made my body convulse with pleasures beyond any I had ever felt.

He pulled my body from the wall as I ebbed from the first climax, his cock still buried deep in my pussy as he carried me to the bed. He lowered my butt to the edge and pulled out, his cock dripping with my creamy nectar - but he hadn't cum yet. The head of his dick was deep purple and swollen beyond anything I could imagine. I bowed before him to suck his dick clean but he put his hands on my shoulders to stop me. “Time for me to say thank you too sweetie. Roll over and put your hips at the edge of the bed just the way Daddy likes to fuck his little girl.”

He had never been so bold. Before he had always been kind and gentle with me. I guess he figured I was all grown up and could take it. I rolled over and held my body in place with my toes dug into the carpeted floor to raise my ass high and available with my feet about three feet apart. His fingers came first as he pried me open again; it felt as if I were about to be invaded by a truck. His cock came next as he held my petals apart and slid in slowly. I knew he had grown thicker even since he had pinned me to the wall.

Time seemed to almost stop until at last I had all of his thick meat deep inside me. He stopped and I could feel his dick tremble as my cervix and muscular walls gripped his member. I whimpered as if to prompt him to move and move he did. One push to finish his entry and he pulled all the way out quickly. I gasped as he emptied me, my cum and nectar running down my inner thighs. Relief came quickly as he slammed as deeply as he could in a hard thrust that went straight to my center and flooded my cunt with even more juices. He did that three more times before picking up the proper hard pounding rhythm he knew I liked.

It took about 15 minutes before I felt him really straining not to release his load. I had already found four climaxes and needed him to fill me with his hot slick cum. “Daddy, please,” I begged, “I need you to fill me,” gasping for much needed air as he pounded me more and more, sending yet another wave of juicy cum through my channel. “I need it Daddy,” I cried out as that wave ebbed and felt his body go tight, I knew he was almost there. My back arched even more and he filled me with everything he had, pushing my butt cheeks apart to go even deeper as his cock went into spasms inside of me. I screamed as I felt the first stream fill my womb, so hot, so beautiful a feeling to know my Daddy really loves me enough to give me his all. I bucked against his hips as the second stream flooded me and overflowed my tight sheath. He groaned aloud more than his norm as he strained with the third stream to send it too into my abyss of hot wet flesh. He collapsed atop of me panting - happily spent - just like me.

It took several minutes before either of us could move, but when we did he led me to the bathroom and joined me for a shower. I had to giggle when his dick swelled as I washed him. We both knew it was all over for a few hours and by then I'd be gone on my way back home; but that didn't stop us from playing.

I stroked the lather up and down his belly and back, paying special attention to his swollen but soft dick. He really seemed to love this, as his eyes rolled back in his head and I heard his soft moans of wonder. When his turn came his hands were those of a masseur, perfect rhythm and circling swirls of soapy lather coated every inch of me. I swear I came a little bit without him touching me anyplace that should have made me do so. I stood under the spray and he rinsed me clean, I was purring for my Daddy and rubbed his cock up and back until it was nice and rigid again. Biting my lip I got him to turn with his back under the spray and dropped to my knees.

I didn't figure he could cum again but wanted to give him all the thanks I could. He groaned as my mouth opened wide and took in his all, gulping down his dick like a pro. His fingers tangled in my hair as I heard him gasp, his hips bucking against my face as he shot a load into my tummy. Yeah, I didn't even get to taste it as he blasted so far down my throat. I pulled away to catch my breath as he grinned down at his baby girl. I knew I had given thanks and been repaid ten fold for my gift to him.

We dried off and redressed in the same clothes we had entered the room in. We walked side by side as he all but carried me down to the living room where everybody was seated ogling their new prizes. They all looked up and the grins could have blinded me with so many teeth revealed. Brian spoke up first and said, “Way to go old man, she looks like you did her real good.” Daddy smiled and bowed, I laughed and took a bow as well. Everything was now out in the open and I knew Mom would get her just rewards when the time was right. I looked around as she walked into the kitchen to check on dinner, I followed her quietly behind.

I slipped up behind her as she bent over to check the turkey and leaned over to give her a hug. She straightened up and I wrapped my arms around her waist from behind and whispered, “Thank you Mom, you are the absolute best Mom ever.” I bit my lower lip and went on with my whispers, “I wish I had known you were in on the family secret, I'd have let you teach me how to make love to a real woman.”

She turned in my arms and surrounded me with her own, her lips pressing to me like we'd been lovers for years. When her mouth pulled away she buried her mouth at the base of my neck and whispered her reply, “There's no time like the present Sherry,” and kissed my ear lobe seductively. She checked the turkey one more time and said, “We have about an hour before it will be done.” We stole away to the room I had spent the night in, falling into the bed as ourTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.

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Another pussy for Christmas ***** In "A pussy for Christmas," Paul asked for a pussy for Christmas, without realising that "pussy" has a double meaning. In this sequel Paul, now Paula, visits her cousin Joseph, who turns out to have a very similar wish. (You don't really need to read "A pussy for Christmas," but it helps. If you want to, just click the author link at the top of this page and it should be easy to find). ***** Paula looked into the bathroom mirror and...

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Christmas Story One

According to Webster’s New World Dictionary: Aureole is the radiance encircling the head or body of something as in halo or the illuminated area around the sun as seen in a mist or during an eclipse. Areola is a small ring around something as the dark ring around a nipple. Christmas Story One The Christmas Angel I was your typical good looking college graduate working my way up the corporate ladder. I was twenty-eight years old and single because I worked all of the time. It...

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A Fiction Mania Christmas Carol

With some deep apologies to Charles Dickens. A being whose talent I am no where near. But as promised, a Fiction Mania Christmas Carol. The Time: A Christmas time a few years ago. Region: Salem. A large City in the North East United States. Place: Ye Old Irish Inn. A corner bar and grill. Mike was grumping about how to pay for Christmas. Jake was moaning how he had to work Christmas Day. Sue, Jane, and Nicole were upset on the boss's attitude. He almost canceled the pay bonus and...

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Christmas Creep

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...

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Mary Christmas

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Mary wraps herself up in lights as a Christmas present for Paul = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = * * * * * * * * * * * * Mary read the text on her smart phone. ‘Boarding, see you around ten.’ Paul would be home for Christmas. She normally didn’t mind the amount of travel he did with his job, but the just-before-Christmas annual company planning meeting had always irked her. Paul was always gone for the three days before Christmas. He had...

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Itrsquos Not Christmas Without You

By SchneiderVerseAfterDarkSam and Cat’s ApartmentChristmas EveSam wore a thin cotton red spaghetti strap tank top and green silky boxers (presents given to her by Cat for and to wear during the holiday and understanding her hatred for the word ‘panties’) as she lazily walked into the back second bedroom of Cat and hers shared apartment. After the couple had returned from Tori, Freddie and Jade’s Christmas party, Cat had instructed her to change and relax in the living room for a bit until ten...

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A Christmas tale The firth

A Christmas Tale (The Fifth) Chapter 01 Walter and Laura Walter. "An introvert yes he's definitely a bit of an introvert," I say to my wife as I look out of the window into next door's back garden. "Who is dear?" I look over to my wife of nearly sixty years, she's currently standing at the sink and is straining cooked black currents through a muslin cloth. "The young lad next door; Graham I believe his name is." "Oh yes I watched him the other day, I think he was building...

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How To Survive Christmas Alone

Are you alone and lonely for the holidays? Don’t you wish that Ronco would invent something to make you feel not so alone and sell it on TV for, oh, I don’t know, $19.99 and if you called right now, you’d get a second one for free? Yeah, well, go fish, life doesn’t work that way. A friend in need is a friend indeed doesn’t always go along with you sow what you reap. Sometimes, life just happens and you suddenly find yourself in uncharted territory and alone, be it a move to a new city or...

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Christmas With the Devil

“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...

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A Naughty Christmas Carol

“Any plans during the break?” Sue asked. “No,” Diane said. The bell rang, ending their conference period, so they headed back to their classrooms. Sue was the best friend Diane had at work; for that matter, she was probably her best friend anywhere, at this point, though they rarely saw each other outside work. Since Diane and Bill split up, most of her former friends had slipped away. Splitting up was complicated, after eighteen years of marriage and two children, and the holidays seemed to...

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Marys Christmas

Introduction: The magic of Christmas is in the giving For reasons of my own, I no longer allow comments, nor do I make them. If you would like to offer a critique, please send me a pm. I can only improve with your very valuable input. This is my entry to Calling All Writers, Chapter 9. Please join our website and go to the Sex Stories Forum to enjoy more stories, and to vote. Mary pulled up next to the barn at Nicks Christmas Tree Farm, the first Saturday of November. The farm opened for...

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A Christmas Tale

A Christmas Tale By Becky Simpson It was cold in there. It was dark cold damp and I was very very miserable. I was shivering, just wearing flimsy underpants, with nothing else to keep me warm but a damp and smelly blanket. I had been locked in the shed at the bottom of the garden and I had not eaten since the day before. It was raining outside and I was able to drink from the small muddy pool of water that had leaked in through the rickety shed roof. I kept running through...

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Christmas With the Devil

-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...

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Marys Christmas

Mary pulled up next to the barn at Nick’s Christmas Tree Farm, the first Saturday of November. The farm opened for business the weekend before Thanksgiving. Mary had worked each season for the past seven years, and always came out a week early to walk through the fields of evergreens. It was the slowest time of year for her design business and this seasonal job allowed her to utilize her creativity. The sun felt warm on her shoulders, while the air was cool against her face. The dried autumn...

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My Christmas Wish

I had always had a very close knit family. I grew up in a warm home with 2 sisters and 3 brothers. My mom and dad were very happy together and never can I ever remember them fighting. We did everything as a family and we stood up for each other. I had never met another family like my own. We spend every holiday together. I was the second oldest of the children. My brother Justin was older than me by only 10 months. I had been born 2 months early. He and I were closer to each other than any of...

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Yet another pussy for Christmas

This is a sequel to my previous two Christmas stories, "A pussy for Christmas" and "Another pussy for Christmas". You don't have to have read them first, but it helps. Just click on "Paula Girl" and you will find a list of my stories, including those two. ***** As she had the previous year, 14 year old Paula looked in the mirror and smiled, as she looked forward to Christmas. Paula was growing into a very beautiful young woman. Over the past year, she had graduated from an A cup...

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A Merry Kyla Christmas

Winter had finally arrived and the snow was falling generously outside. It looked so serene as the white fluffy specks fell graciously to the ground as I looked out my kitchen window. The fresh coffee brewing sent the aroma through the air of the kitchen and brought my senses more to life as I waited for the dark liquid to finish dripping so I could pour some in my awaiting mug on the counter. I knew it would warm me up. It had too. Looking out the window made me feel the coldness surround...

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Kismet The Christmas Elf

“Well, hi folks! Do you remember me?” “Yes, that’s right! I’m the talking Snowman from that old TV show!” “What was that you said?” “Why yes, I suppose I do sound like Burl Ives, and why not? The man had a perfectly wonderful voice.” “So, I’m sure you’re wondering what I doing here at this time of night? I mean, the kids are all snuggled up in bed and all, and it’s too late to tell them a Christmas story, isn’t it? Hehe, you must think this old Snowman’s brain is half melted after all these...

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Oh Just Fck Fckin Christmas

I think I was five or six when the magic of Christmas began to be destroyed for me. Before that, it was all sitting on Santa’s lap, parades, Christmas village at the mall. Small, penny candy canes were for the asking and there was always a tree. Never the greatest tree but we generally didn’t have a Charlie Brown tree either, so yeah, it was a Merry Christmas at the Thompson house. Ah, sorry … apartment. We lived in an ancient apartment building in midtown. To a kid growing up it was a...

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The Cat who Came for Christmas

On a cold and rainy Christmas Eve, in a small house by a large patch of woods, a small but close-knit family sat drinking hot chocolate and cider around the fireplace. In the corner stood a modest Christmas tree, glowing with colored lights, glass balls, and tinsel. Underneath the tree was a small pile of presents. Outside, the wind soughed in the trees and rain pattered against the window, but the family was snug and warm in its little house. There were just three of them: a mother, a father,...

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Warming Father Christmas

Warming Father Christmas Copyright Oggbashan November 2016 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 late afternoon on Christmas Eve. I had wrapped all the presents for the grandchildren and made sure all the ingredients for the dinner on Boxing Day were in the...

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What Do You Want for Christmas

‘You just don’t have any sense of adventure anymore,’ complained Debbie. ‘Like all those muggers and murderers you deal with everyday?’ I wanted to know. ‘It has nothing to do with my job,’ she replied. ‘And for your information it is usually burglars that I’m involved in catching, not murderers. The problem is with you. Ever since you finished acting school, all you do is sit around here and mope. I don’t mind about the fact that you can’t contribute much to the rent, but I just don’t get any...

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All She Wants for Christmas

“Please Mommy! Can’t we go see Santa?” cried the twin girls. Victoria Kramer was wishing she was anywhere but the mall right this moment, but here she was, and of all days, she was there on Christmas Eve. She was here because her mother called her in a panic asking – no begging – her to pick up those special cheese nut balls that only Hickory Farms sold in the mall during Christmas. Victoria had agreed before she realized two things: first, it was Christmas Eve, and second, the twins would want...

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Christmas Journey

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...

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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 the...

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The Christmas Surprise

Christmas Surprise By Margaret Jeanette Tori Hansen was on the way to her mother's to make Christmas candy. It was three weeks until Christmas and it was a tradition for her and her mother to make candy for Christmas for her, her mother and her sister Tanya. She arrived at her mother's house and when she was in she found her mother feeling under the weather. Her mother asked if they could put off making the candy until next Saturday. She told her that it was okay and that she was...

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To Bake A Christmas Cake

To Bake a Christmas Cake A fictional story, written by REIF DISCLAIMER: This is adult fiction with heavy transgender elements, if you find that in any way offensive then stop reading NOW. No character in this story is meant to resemble any actual person living or dead. Please respect the author and don't steal. Comments and feedback may be directed to [email protected] Chapter 1 There are few sounds more unique than that of snow crunching underfoot, it...

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What Do You Want for Christmas

"You just don't have any sense of adventure anymore," complained Debbie. "Like all those muggers and murderers you deal with everyday?" I wanted to know. "It has nothing to do with my job," she replied. "And for your information it is usually burglars that I'm involved in catching, not murderers. The problem is with you. Ever since you finished acting school, all you do is sit around here and mope. I don't mind about the fact that you can't contribute much to the rent, but I just don't get any...

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The Ghosts of Christmas Past

"You need to think about this, Eric," Tom, my roommate, told me. "I don't think it would be good for you to stay in this apartment alone for a month. Please come home with me for Christmas. My family would really love to have you." I told him I'd think about it. One I grew up loving Christmas. My parents always made it a fun event. There was just the three of us, and no other family nearby, but we made it fun. We were never all that religious, but we understood the peaceful message...

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Christmas Overload

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...

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A Family Christmas

Trevor Lloyd was the nicest man I’d ever known. He was kind, compassionate and genuinely cared about other people. So it was no surprise to me or the rest of the neighbourhood that he couldn’t bear to leave his wife of fifteen years when he found out she was having an affair. The rest of us, including his children, all knew what was going on, but no one was willing to break the poor guy’s heart and tell him. Mr Lloyd had a few house staff who he was extremely generous to. He had a housekeeper...

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Searching For Christmas

Under the pale light of stars, minister Steve Bogan drove stealthily to a nearby motel. It was daybreak on Christmas Eve, and Steve’s only time to get away from his wife, who staying at his brother’s house for the morning taking care of his two small children. Although Steve and June had been married six years, the spice had gone out of their relationship and things had become very humdrum. The first few years of their union had been blissful, with many trips to the Enchanted Place for frantic...

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I Hate Christmas

(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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Her Christmas Wish

The Christmas holiday season has always been a memorable time of year. Whether it is time spent with family, those special gifts from a loved one, or simply the smell of Grandma's cooking, every Christmas has always had something worthy of remembrance. The story of the Christmas holiday which I am about to relate holds a special fondness. It happened many years ago when I was still a single guy in my twenties. One of the things that distinguish it from the others is the amount of snow and cold...

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The Most Wonderful Follow Up The True Meaning Of Christmas

The Most Wonderful Follow-Up: The True Meaning Of Christmas By Katharine Sexkitten I left the security guard clothes in the public washroom. They smelled. In fact they reeked. No doubt about it. Up until earlier this morning, I would have thought the odor was unusual, and not altogether attractive. Now I thought they smelled like heaven. They were completely covered in my own cum, more or less dried. I remember vividly making the mess. It was more cum than I'd ever...

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Christmas Bah Humbug

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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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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Christmas Story Four

Christmas Story Four Stocking Stuffer I have been the community Santa Claus for a few years now and then one day I received a phone call from a woman trying to hire me for a Christmas party. I had a funny feeling about it so at first I said no but she was very persistent. She offered me more money than I normally charge and she said that there would be a lot of children there too. I was finally sold on the idea as long as there were kids involved. She said that I was to show up near...

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A Christmas To Remember

A Christmas To Remember By Anon Allsop I looked at her from the corner of my eye, she was definitely flustered but I could care less, she was their mother and the behavior of her children were her own concern...my problem was that they were most likely going to distract me with their constant banter and shenanigans throughout the entire church service. She sighed as her young son began crawling under the front pew; she quickly bent down and caught the three year old by the leg, and...

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The Christmas Intruder

Christmas Eve is a time to spend with family, however this year; due to the economy they’d spend it by themselves. The plans were to make the best of things, sleep late, and have the traditional holiday meal. She smirked when she remembered her husband’s remark, “Honey, this meal is guaranteed to spice up our life and expand our waistlines.” She blushed, frowned and replied, “For your information, my waistline doesn’t need any more expansion, it need more reduction.” She logged off...

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Christmas Angel0

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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Fun Under the Christmas Tree

I usually don't mind working the Christmas holiday (thank God I don't work in retail). The work is usually light and this year I planned to telecommute from my home office so it didn't seem like work all that much. Plus, I was going to be a bachelor for the holiday anyway so why not work. My wife's youngest brother Jerry -- he's a jerk and I refuse to refer to him as a brother-in-law -- had invited us over to his cabin for the holiday and following weekend. I work at a small firm and this was...

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