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My name is Ebenezer Screwed, and this is the story of how, i found my Christmas spirit.
It was a cold Christmas Eve evening, when my one and only Employee, Bob Crotchlick came to me and asked if he could have tomorrow off.
"You want tomorrow off? Why?" i asked back.
"It is Christmas sir, and no one works on Christmas, it would be a waste of money if we did!" he replied.
There was only two things i hated in this world, wasting money and women who refuse to suck cock, so reluctantly i let Bob head home and have the next day off.
I then closed up the office and headed home myself.
Strolling through the cold dark streets i felt a little uneasy carrying all the cash i did, but soon enough i made it home with out a problem, and once inside, i locked my bundles of notes in my safe, poured myself a whiskey, and settled into my chair for the rest of the night.
I was on my second glass, enjoying the peace of living alone on Christmas Eve, when suddenly there came a creaking noise and a moaning, and peering around the room, i saw the ghostly image of my old business partner Muckley standing before me.
"Screwed!" he cried pointing a bony finger at me.
Muckley had been dead for nearly two years now, having suffocated under a fat girl who had sat on his face as payment for the debt she had owed him, but now he somehow, stood before me looking just as horrified as he been found on that day.
"Screwed!" he cried again.
"You must change your ways. Find your Christmas spirit and learn to love every woman, and man if your into that kind of thing. But you must change your ways, or face the fate i have!" he then said.
"Change!" i cried back.
"Change what? I'm rich, powerful, respected! Why would i change?" i asked back.
"Change your ways Screwed! Change your ways. And to help you, you will be visited by three ghosts tonight. expect the first, when the clock strikes twelve!" replied Muckley.
"Three ghosts! I don't want to see three ghosts! Why do you haunt me this way?" i asked back, but Muckley didn't answer and just faded back into the darkness of the shadows, and once again i found myself alone.
I quickly poured myself another drink, and trembled at what had just happened, as i thought about what Muckley had said to me.
"Change. Change! Why should i change? What good would it do anyway?" i muttered to myself.
Then as i stood drinking and mumbling some more, the clock struck twelve, i stopped moving, scared as to what would happen next, and then a small bright light appeared from the far wall.
I stared at it, wondering what it was, until i saw a door appear, and a beautiful red headed young woman in a thin white negligee step into the room.
I could see her slim pale body beneath it, including her perky little B-cup boobs, little pink nipples, and trimmed little red bush, and my old cock twitched in my trousers at the sight.
"Ebenezer!" she said.
"I am the ghost of Christmas past. Come with me and see the Christmases long gone!" she then said holding out a hand for me to take.
Nervously i reached for it, and taking hold of her hand, she then guided me through the door, and in seconds i found myself somewhere completely different.
"Where am I?" I asked
"I recognise this place, but haven't seen it in years!" i then said eagerly.
"You are in your old college, St Fuckwits!" she replied.
Then she pointed into a room and said "See in there, your younger self!"
I stepped to the door, and peered in, and saw Mrs Cocklover, my old business teacher, a hot MILF with long brown hair, a big Double D chest and an arse you could go caving in, bent over her desk, and my younger self, stood behind her giving her a bloody good fucking.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she cried out as she clutched her desk.
"Give me that big young cock of yours! Show me how to screw over your competitors, and make it in business!" she moaned excitedly.
My younger self held her slim waist, as i pounded into her warm wet pussy, and all those wonderful feelings of fucking my hot mature teacher came back to me as i watched.
"Oh, i'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!" i then heard my younger self say, as i continued to pound her pussy.
And then with a groan, my younger self came deep in Mrs Cocklover's pussy, and she sighed and began grinding against me as i did "Yes, Ebenezer, deposit your load! Your big thick wet load, and your learning is complete!"
Before i could see anymore, the ghost of Christmas past pulled my hand, and said "Come, there is more to see!"
A few seconds later we stepped into another room, another familiar room.
"This is the old Wicklickers place, My first job was here!" i exclaimed excitedly.
"Yes, and where you met your business partner Muckley!" replied the ghost.
She then pointed across the room and there, lying across a desk, was Mrs Wicklicker, a tall blonde, wearing glasses, black stockings, and nothing else.
Her naked slim tanned body was fully on display, with her big enhanced tits sticking upwards, and her bald little pussy being fucked steadily by Muckley, as she held and gobbled on my younger self's cock.
I watched eagerly, remembering that Christmas Eve, and how Mrs Wicklicker would always reward us with an office threesome, if the business had done well that year.
"You look like, you were enjoying yourself?" said the ghost.
"I was, i loved Mrs Wicklicker and her hot MILF pussy!" i replied
"And the way she would always swallow our loads, not wanting to waste a single drop!" i then said.
"Yes. But there was another, you also loved!" said the ghost, and then she pulled me hand again.
I watched as best as i could, my younger self and Muckley fucking Mrs Wicklicker, until the image faded, and a moment later i found myself in another familiar room, my old apartment.
"Can this really be?" i asked, and then eagerly i moved to the bedroom door.
Gently pushing it open, i peered in, and there on the bed was my younger self again, lying naked, with the lovely wonderful Beth sitting on top of me.
Beth was my old girlfriend, a hot young woman with long black hair, lovely C cup boobs, and a bald pale pussy, who was bouncing eagerly on my younger self's hard cock.
"Oh fuck! fuck! fuck! fuck!" she cried as she rode me hard.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" my young self moaned back as i held her slim waist and thrust up into her.
"My god. She was hot!" i muttered watching them fuck.
"Yes. Hot and she loved you!" replied the ghost.
Beth continued to ride my younger self, and i watched excitedly as her tits jiggled about and her moans got louder and more excited.
"I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!" she then cried.
"Me too!" i heard my younger self cry.
And then together, both my younger self and Beth began rapidly fucking hard, until, with a ear piercing cry we both came.
"OH FUCK! OH FUCK!" i heard my younger self cry out, as i came in Beth's wonderful wet pussy.
"My god. i loved that pussy!" i said, as i remembered how it felt around my cock.
Beth then leant forward and kissed my younger self, before finally rolling off, and laying beside me.
"I love you so much Ebenezer!" she then said.
"But when are we going to marry?" she asked.
"Soon! Soon!" my younger self replied.
"Business is getting better. Muckley and me are beginning to make a real profit, money lending. But i just need a little more time to really make sure!" i then replied.
Beth then sighed, before rolling out of bed, and leaving the room.
I watched that cute little round arse step out, and then the ghost of Christmas past said "But you never did!"
"No." i replied back.
"But how could i? When things went bad in the rest of the world, our profits at money lending soared. I would have have been a fool to walk away from it all, just to get married, and a have a few weeks off in the Bahamas. A Fool!" i then exclaimed.
"A Fool!" i repeated again, and then in a flash, i found myself back in my house, in my living room, alone again.
"A Fool." i said again, but the ghost of Christmas past was gone.
I stood for a moment, remembering every thing i had scene, and pondering on what it all could mean, before i poured myself another drink, and tried to relax.
But no sooner had i poured my drink, than the clock struck one.
There was suddenly a jingle bell noise, and a chuckle, and turning around i saw a chubby ebony woman in red stockings, and red silky underwear, that was barely holding in her large round tits and covering her mound between her legs.
She flicked her long black hair back over her shoulder, smiled and said "Ebenezer! I am the ghost of Christmas present!"
"Hi." i replied back, not sure what else to say.
"Come with me, and see what Christmas is like for the rest of the world, while you dwell alone in this big old house!" she then said.
"Do i have to?" i asked.
"Yes, Now come!" she replied back firmly.
So i slowly moved towards her, and she took my hand, and then led me through a brightly lit door.
A moment later i found my self in an unfamiliar house i had never been in before, before the ghost of Christmas present led me up the stairs, and to a door at the end of the hallway.
She then gestured for me to open it, and i gently pushed it open and peered in.
I then saw, lying on a bed, was my old girlfriend Beth, a little older but still looking just as hot as before, and with her was a young stud pounding her sweet little pussy, while a hot redhead woman with big D cup tits sucked and licked on her nipples.
They moaned and withered together, as they fucked and touched each other, and i stood frozen in disbelief as i watched.
"Beth met Thomas just a few weeks later, and they got married soon after that. Then they met Stephanie at the office Beth works at, and now the three of them live together, and have regular fuck sessions, that last many hours!" said the ghost with a big grin.
"Wow. I'm so happy for them." i replied back sarcastically.
"But i bet they don't have much money?" i then asked.
"Why would you need money, when you've got love!" retorted the ghost.
Then i saw Beth and Stephanie lay down beneath Thomas's big hard ready to blow cock, before they began running their tongues back and forth his long hard member until, with a mighty groan, he exploded and began showering their pretty faces in wet sticky white goo.
On and on he seem to cum, dumping more and more cum all over them, until with a heavy sigh, he was spent.
"Fuck!" i muttered, kind of wishing that was me.
"It could have been. If you had made the right choice early in your life!" replied the ghost, as if she could read my mind.
Then she led me away, as the girls continued to lick and suck on that hard spent cock.
A moment later, i found myself outside another unfamiliar house.
"Where am I?" i asked looking the little old crooked house over.
"You should know!" replied the ghost.
"You should know this place well!" she then said, before leading me inside.
We strolled into an untidy small front room, and there sat on a scruffy sofa was Bob Crotchlick my employee.
He was in his under pants, and petite woman with curly blonde hair, with a slim pale body and B cup boobs was busily sucking on his cock.
Her mouth greedily bobbed up and down on his average size length, as Bob moaned softly over and over.
"Who is that?" i asked
"Mrs Crotchlick, his wife!" replied the ghost.
We continued to watch Bob getting a fairly good blow job, before in walked an even more petite blonde haired young woman, wearing just a long t-shirt that barely covered her smooth little bald pussy and round little arse, and then she sat down next to Bob.
Cuddling up to him, she asked "Oh daddy. Will i get my membership to gymnastics club this year?"
Bob moaned softly as his wife continued to give him his Christmas blow job, before replying "Maybe. If Your a really good girl! And Santa pays the 200 quid a year membership fee!"
Before he leant over and kissed her, and as she kissed him back.
Then Bob began to moan loudly, and as they continued to kiss, he began to cum straight down his wife's throat.
He groaned with every pump of wet sticky juice he gave her, until he was finally done, and with a sigh he relaxed, and stopped kissing the younger woman.
Then his wife got up off the floor, sat down next to the younger woman, leant in and kissed her with Bob's cum still on her lips.
"Who is that?" i asked curiously, as i watched the young woman kissing Mrs Crotchlick.
"That's Tiny Tina, their daughter." replied the ghost.
"She wants to be a world class gymnast, but the meagre wages you pay Bob, he can barely afford her skimpy leotard!" she then said.
"That's not my fault! If he had worked harder, and made something of himself, he could have afforded it by now!" i replied firmly back.
"Really?" asked the ghost, looking unimpressed.
"Yes!" i replied back, watching as Mrs Crotchlick and Tiny Tina stopped kissing and then licked up the cum on their lips and swallowed it happily.
"Really?" asked the ghost again.
"Yes!" i replied again.
Then in a blink of an eye, i was back in my house again, back in my living room, and all alone once more.
"Yes! Yes!" i said again more firmly, before i realised the ghost had gone.
I took a deep breath, annoyed and angry the ghost had tried to blame me for the Crotchlick's problems, before i quickly picked up my drink again and took another swig of it.
For a moment or two i thought about what i had seen, and wondered how this was all my fault, but no sooner had i had another swig of my drink, when the clock struck two.
I stood nervously wondering what was going to happen this time, when suddenly i heard an eerie creak, and looking around i saw a big black door in the far wall, and as i watched, it slowly opened.
Then a tall black cloaked figure stepped into the room, before they pushed their hood back to reveal a hot pale woman, with long black hair tied back in a pony tail, and wearing goth make up, and then she opened her cloak to reveal she was wearing a tight black leather bodice, matching black leather panties, black stockings and knee high boots.
"Ebenezer! I am the ghost of Christmas future!" she said with an evil grin.
"Come with me, and witness... things to come!" she then said.
"No. I don't want to!" i replied back nervously.
"I said... Come!" she snapped back, before she whipped a chain at me, and suddenly i had a big black leather collar around my neck, attached to the chain, and with a tug, she pulled me towards the big black door.
Unable to stop her, i staggered forward, and in seconds we passed through the door, and suddenly i found myself back outside Bob Crotchlick's house again.
"Why are we here spirit?" i asked nervously.
"You are here to see what happens to the Crotchlicks in the future, if you don't change your ways!" the ghost replied.
"Why? What does happen to them?" i asked nervously again.
"Come and see!" replied the ghost, before pulling my chain, and guiding me into the house.
I stepped into Bob's little untidy front room, and there knelt in the middle of the living room was Mrs Crotchlick.
She was naked again, and either side of her was two big black guys, with enormous large hard cocks, and they were both trying to stuff their big round dark cockheads into her open mouth, as Bob, stood a few feet away with a camcorder filming it.
"Just try and open your mouth a little more honey!" he said encouragingly.
"And remember to look happy, we really need to make some money from this one or... we'll lose everything!" he then said nervously.
"What's going on?" i asked, as i watched Mrs Crotchlick gagging on those two big cocks, now stuffed in her mouth.
"The Crotchlicks have had to go into the amateur porn business just to make ends meet!" replied the ghost.
"With out enough money to keep them going, because of your low pay, Mrs Crotchlick now sucks on big hard strangers cocks, while Bob has to film it!" she then said.
"Well, maybe, i could pay Bob a little more. Perhaps." i muttered sheepishly.
"Really? You think?" replied the ghost sarcastically.
I then watched Mrs Crotchlick's head bob back and forth on those big hard black members, as her eyes began to water, and her gagging grew louder.
"Come on. There's more to see!" said the ghost, before dragging me towards the stairs.
"More!" i exclaimed unhappily, as i continued to try and watch Mrs Crotchlick trying to not choke on those cocks.
But we were soon heading up the stairs, and a few seconds later, we were in a small cluttered bedroom, and there on a bed was Tiny Tina, naked.
Her little pale body was fully on show, and i could see her little B cup boobs and smooth little pussy, as a big old fat guy knelt between her open slim pale legs fucking her.
He huffed and puffed, as he thrust into, and she lay there looking off into the distance as he did.
"Who's he?" i asked in horror.
"A punter!" replied the ghost.
"Tiny Tina has become a prostitute, to try and afford the gymnastic membership. She sells her body to anyone with a few quid!" the ghost then said.
The old fat guy, then picked Tiny Tina up, turned her over, and began thrusting into her from behind.
"But she doesn't have to do that! I could give her the money! Why didn't she come to see me? Why didn't Bob bring her to me?" i asked desperately.
The old fat guy then began fucking her faster, and began huffing and puffing louder, and then with a groan, he pulled his short little hard dick out of her, and began grunting loudly as he came all over Tiny Tina's cute little round arse.
"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" he muttered as he unloaded all over that petite blondes little bare cheeks.
"Why didn't he come to me?" i asked angrily looking at the ghost.
"Because... your not around any longer!" replied the ghost firmly back.
Then she tugged on my chain, and i stumbled out of that little bedroom and into another.
"Where am i?" i asked looking around confused.
The ghost of Christmas past then pointed across the room, and there in a old leather hospital chair was an old grey haired man, in stripy blue pyjamas, and wearing a breathing mask attached to an oxygen cylinder.
"What?" i exclaimed looking confused.
"That's me?!" i asked in horror.
"Yes. in a few years time, Bob finally asks for a pay rise. You instantly have a heart attack, and a stroke at the thought of giving him a few extra quid a week, and it leaves you a barely functioning cabbage!" replied the ghost with a grin.
"Even though you have plenty of wealth and power, you can't even help yourself now!" she then said with a grin again.
Then a tall blonde haired nurse, wearing a tight blue uniform that barely held in her bulging big breasts, and black stockings that covered her slim shapely legs, walked into the room with a handsome looking guy, before she quickly knelt down in front of my older helpless self.
I then watched as she began undoing his trousers, and pulled out a big semi hard cock, and eagerly holding it, she glanced at my older helpless self and grinned, before saying "Mr Screwed, you might have been all powerful one day. But now your going to watch me fuck this guy right here in front of you. And there isn't dam thing you can do about it!"
Then she opened her mouth and engulfed his cock, and eagerly began sucking on it like a woman possessed.
"She can't do that! Not in my room!" i gasped in horror and anger.
"Who's going to stop her?" asked the ghost.
"Well... well... i will!" i replied firmly about to move towards the nurse.
"How you going to do that?" asked the ghost.
Before saying "When you can't even move out of that chair!"
Suddenly i found myself sat in that hospital chair, now imprisoned in my older body, unable to move, to weak to even call out for help.
"What's going on? How am i here?" i said to the ghost in horror.
"Because you need to change Ebenezer! You need to change!" replied the ghost, before she knelt down next to the nurse and joined in, licking at the handsome mans big round balls.
"No. Stop that! Get me out of this! Get me out of this!" i cried angrily, trying to get up out of the chair, but to weak to do so.
"Change Ebenezer! Before it's to late!" replied the ghost, before se giggled and continued to lick at the guys big hard cock.
"Okay. I will! I WILL!" i cried back, and then with a blink of me eye, i was suddenly back in my house again.
I fell out of my comfy living room chair onto my knees, and took several deep long breaths to calm myself down, before realising where i was.
Then suddenly i sprang to my feet, looked over at the window and saw it was morning, and the sun was streaming in.
Eagerly i ran over to it, opened it and peered out, and then saw a young boy strolling along the road.
"You boy! What day is it?" i asked eagerly.
"It's Christmas! You twat!" he replied back.
"I haven't missed it! I haven't missed it! There's still time!" i exclaimed excitedly.
Then i dashed to grab my jacket, before opening the safe and pulling out bundles of notes and stuffing them into my pockets.
Then eagerly i headed out into that crisp bright Christmas morning, and as i did, i happily said Merry Christmas to everyone i met, and handed them a few notes to make them feel better.
Eventually i found Bob's house, and knocking on the door i waited, until he finally opened it and stared at me in surprise.
"Mr Screwed!" he exclaimed in horror.
"What brings you here?" he then asked.
"You Bob, you and your family!" i replied eagerly.
"I've been a terrible employer, and i want to make that up to you right now!" i then said, before i pulled out handfuls of notes and stuffed them into his hands.
"Here have a Christmas bonus! A pay rise! And money i don't really need!" i then said stuffing more notes into his hand.
"Oh Mr Screwed. Thank you! Thank you!" cried Bob excitedly.
Then Mrs Crotchlick appeared at the door, still naked, petite, and hot as ever, and eagerly i stepped passed Bob, wrapped my arms around her and exclaimed "Merry Christmas Mrs Crotchlick!"
Before i quickly leant in and gave her big passionate kiss and after a moment she began kissing me back.
For a good few seconds we kissed, and out tongues explored each others mouths as we did, before finally i pulled away from her leaving her looking a little shocked and dazed.
"Where's Tiny Tina?" i asked eagerly.
"Up in her room!" mumbled Mrs Crotchlick still not sure what had just happened.
Eagerly i dashed up to her room, and barging in, i found her lying on her bed, naked and gently fingering her little bald pussy.
"Mr Screwed!" she exclaimed in horror on seeing me there.
"Tiny Tina! Here have all the money you need for Gymnastics. Leotards, and anything ese your heart desires!" i exclaimed dumping more bundles of cash onto her side table.
"Oh Mr Screwed. Thank you! Thank you!" she replied in amazement.
"And have this Christmas gift too!" i then said, before i dropped to my knees, stuck out my tongue, and then dived between her open pale slim legs.
Tiny Tina instantly began to moan as i eagerly began licking out her smooth, wet little pussy.
My tongue ran all over her little pink lips, and then brushed between them to explore her little hole too.
"Oh Mr Screwed! Mr Screwed!" she gasped as her licked out her little wet box.
For a good few minutes i tongued fucked that little teenager, until finally i couldn't take it anymore, then i stood up, undid my trousers and let my hard old cock out.
"Oh Mr Screwed, that's a big cock!" Tiny Tina gasped in amazement.
"And it's here to show you, i have found the true meaning of Christmas!" i replied back cheerfully.
Then i placed it against her little wet hole, and with a gentle thrust, slipped between her little pink lips and entered her warm wet cunt.
Tiny Tina moaned loudly, before i held onto her hips, and began to steadily fucking her.
"Oh Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" she gasped as i began fucking her little pussy.
It was then Bob and his wife appeared at the door and curiously they asked "Mr Screwed. What's come over you?"
"Nothing. But i might come over your daughter in a minute!" i replied cheekily.
Before saying "No. I have just found the true meaning of Christmas! To love your fellow woman, and man, if your into that thing. And i intend to show everyone i mean to keep the spirit of Christmas alive all year long. And i will take care care of everyone!"
I then glanced at Mrs Crotchlick and said "So get your arse over here and prepare for the Christmas fuck of the decade! I've got a lot of making up to do!"
Mrs Crotchlick eagerly joined her daughter on the bed, and with in seconds i pulled my hard cock from Tiny Tina's little pussy, and then slipped it into her mothers.
For the next hour or so i happily, pumped away at both Crotchlick women, fucking them in many positions as Bob took photos for the family album, and counted all the cash i had given him.
And then after draining my balls all over their pretty faces for a third time that Christmas morning, i gave both women a farewell kiss, told Bob not to come back to work until the new year, and headed home.
And you know what? I did keep the spirit of Christmas going, for the rest of my life!
I lowered my lending rates, made sure the nurses at the local hospital always got a good stuffing on Christmas, and even reconnected with Beth and her family, where every Christmas Eve i'm invited over for drinks, and their annual Christmas orgy.
So merry Christmas to you, and to all a good fuck night!
It was a cold Christmas Eve evening, when my one and only Employee, Bob Crotchlick came to me and asked if he could have tomorrow off.
"You want tomorrow off? Why?" i asked back.
"It is Christmas sir, and no one works on Christmas, it would be a waste of money if we did!" he replied.
There was only two things i hated in this world, wasting money and women who refuse to suck cock, so reluctantly i let Bob head home and have the next day off.
I then closed up the office and headed home myself.
Strolling through the cold dark streets i felt a little uneasy carrying all the cash i did, but soon enough i made it home with out a problem, and once inside, i locked my bundles of notes in my safe, poured myself a whiskey, and settled into my chair for the rest of the night.
I was on my second glass, enjoying the peace of living alone on Christmas Eve, when suddenly there came a creaking noise and a moaning, and peering around the room, i saw the ghostly image of my old business partner Muckley standing before me.
"Screwed!" he cried pointing a bony finger at me.
Muckley had been dead for nearly two years now, having suffocated under a fat girl who had sat on his face as payment for the debt she had owed him, but now he somehow, stood before me looking just as horrified as he been found on that day.
"Screwed!" he cried again.
"You must change your ways. Find your Christmas spirit and learn to love every woman, and man if your into that kind of thing. But you must change your ways, or face the fate i have!" he then said.
"Change!" i cried back.
"Change what? I'm rich, powerful, respected! Why would i change?" i asked back.
"Change your ways Screwed! Change your ways. And to help you, you will be visited by three ghosts tonight. expect the first, when the clock strikes twelve!" replied Muckley.
"Three ghosts! I don't want to see three ghosts! Why do you haunt me this way?" i asked back, but Muckley didn't answer and just faded back into the darkness of the shadows, and once again i found myself alone.
I quickly poured myself another drink, and trembled at what had just happened, as i thought about what Muckley had said to me.
"Change. Change! Why should i change? What good would it do anyway?" i muttered to myself.
Then as i stood drinking and mumbling some more, the clock struck twelve, i stopped moving, scared as to what would happen next, and then a small bright light appeared from the far wall.
I stared at it, wondering what it was, until i saw a door appear, and a beautiful red headed young woman in a thin white negligee step into the room.
I could see her slim pale body beneath it, including her perky little B-cup boobs, little pink nipples, and trimmed little red bush, and my old cock twitched in my trousers at the sight.
"Ebenezer!" she said.
"I am the ghost of Christmas past. Come with me and see the Christmases long gone!" she then said holding out a hand for me to take.
Nervously i reached for it, and taking hold of her hand, she then guided me through the door, and in seconds i found myself somewhere completely different.
"Where am I?" I asked
"I recognise this place, but haven't seen it in years!" i then said eagerly.
"You are in your old college, St Fuckwits!" she replied.
Then she pointed into a room and said "See in there, your younger self!"
I stepped to the door, and peered in, and saw Mrs Cocklover, my old business teacher, a hot MILF with long brown hair, a big Double D chest and an arse you could go caving in, bent over her desk, and my younger self, stood behind her giving her a bloody good fucking.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she cried out as she clutched her desk.
"Give me that big young cock of yours! Show me how to screw over your competitors, and make it in business!" she moaned excitedly.
My younger self held her slim waist, as i pounded into her warm wet pussy, and all those wonderful feelings of fucking my hot mature teacher came back to me as i watched.
"Oh, i'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!" i then heard my younger self say, as i continued to pound her pussy.
And then with a groan, my younger self came deep in Mrs Cocklover's pussy, and she sighed and began grinding against me as i did "Yes, Ebenezer, deposit your load! Your big thick wet load, and your learning is complete!"
Before i could see anymore, the ghost of Christmas past pulled my hand, and said "Come, there is more to see!"
A few seconds later we stepped into another room, another familiar room.
"This is the old Wicklickers place, My first job was here!" i exclaimed excitedly.
"Yes, and where you met your business partner Muckley!" replied the ghost.
She then pointed across the room and there, lying across a desk, was Mrs Wicklicker, a tall blonde, wearing glasses, black stockings, and nothing else.
Her naked slim tanned body was fully on display, with her big enhanced tits sticking upwards, and her bald little pussy being fucked steadily by Muckley, as she held and gobbled on my younger self's cock.
I watched eagerly, remembering that Christmas Eve, and how Mrs Wicklicker would always reward us with an office threesome, if the business had done well that year.
"You look like, you were enjoying yourself?" said the ghost.
"I was, i loved Mrs Wicklicker and her hot MILF pussy!" i replied
"And the way she would always swallow our loads, not wanting to waste a single drop!" i then said.
"Yes. But there was another, you also loved!" said the ghost, and then she pulled me hand again.
I watched as best as i could, my younger self and Muckley fucking Mrs Wicklicker, until the image faded, and a moment later i found myself in another familiar room, my old apartment.
"Can this really be?" i asked, and then eagerly i moved to the bedroom door.
Gently pushing it open, i peered in, and there on the bed was my younger self again, lying naked, with the lovely wonderful Beth sitting on top of me.
Beth was my old girlfriend, a hot young woman with long black hair, lovely C cup boobs, and a bald pale pussy, who was bouncing eagerly on my younger self's hard cock.
"Oh fuck! fuck! fuck! fuck!" she cried as she rode me hard.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" my young self moaned back as i held her slim waist and thrust up into her.
"My god. She was hot!" i muttered watching them fuck.
"Yes. Hot and she loved you!" replied the ghost.
Beth continued to ride my younger self, and i watched excitedly as her tits jiggled about and her moans got louder and more excited.
"I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!" she then cried.
"Me too!" i heard my younger self cry.
And then together, both my younger self and Beth began rapidly fucking hard, until, with a ear piercing cry we both came.
"OH FUCK! OH FUCK!" i heard my younger self cry out, as i came in Beth's wonderful wet pussy.
"My god. i loved that pussy!" i said, as i remembered how it felt around my cock.
Beth then leant forward and kissed my younger self, before finally rolling off, and laying beside me.
"I love you so much Ebenezer!" she then said.
"But when are we going to marry?" she asked.
"Soon! Soon!" my younger self replied.
"Business is getting better. Muckley and me are beginning to make a real profit, money lending. But i just need a little more time to really make sure!" i then replied.
Beth then sighed, before rolling out of bed, and leaving the room.
I watched that cute little round arse step out, and then the ghost of Christmas past said "But you never did!"
"No." i replied back.
"But how could i? When things went bad in the rest of the world, our profits at money lending soared. I would have have been a fool to walk away from it all, just to get married, and a have a few weeks off in the Bahamas. A Fool!" i then exclaimed.
"A Fool!" i repeated again, and then in a flash, i found myself back in my house, in my living room, alone again.
"A Fool." i said again, but the ghost of Christmas past was gone.
I stood for a moment, remembering every thing i had scene, and pondering on what it all could mean, before i poured myself another drink, and tried to relax.
But no sooner had i poured my drink, than the clock struck one.
There was suddenly a jingle bell noise, and a chuckle, and turning around i saw a chubby ebony woman in red stockings, and red silky underwear, that was barely holding in her large round tits and covering her mound between her legs.
She flicked her long black hair back over her shoulder, smiled and said "Ebenezer! I am the ghost of Christmas present!"
"Hi." i replied back, not sure what else to say.
"Come with me, and see what Christmas is like for the rest of the world, while you dwell alone in this big old house!" she then said.
"Do i have to?" i asked.
"Yes, Now come!" she replied back firmly.
So i slowly moved towards her, and she took my hand, and then led me through a brightly lit door.
A moment later i found my self in an unfamiliar house i had never been in before, before the ghost of Christmas present led me up the stairs, and to a door at the end of the hallway.
She then gestured for me to open it, and i gently pushed it open and peered in.
I then saw, lying on a bed, was my old girlfriend Beth, a little older but still looking just as hot as before, and with her was a young stud pounding her sweet little pussy, while a hot redhead woman with big D cup tits sucked and licked on her nipples.
They moaned and withered together, as they fucked and touched each other, and i stood frozen in disbelief as i watched.
"Beth met Thomas just a few weeks later, and they got married soon after that. Then they met Stephanie at the office Beth works at, and now the three of them live together, and have regular fuck sessions, that last many hours!" said the ghost with a big grin.
"Wow. I'm so happy for them." i replied back sarcastically.
"But i bet they don't have much money?" i then asked.
"Why would you need money, when you've got love!" retorted the ghost.
Then i saw Beth and Stephanie lay down beneath Thomas's big hard ready to blow cock, before they began running their tongues back and forth his long hard member until, with a mighty groan, he exploded and began showering their pretty faces in wet sticky white goo.
On and on he seem to cum, dumping more and more cum all over them, until with a heavy sigh, he was spent.
"Fuck!" i muttered, kind of wishing that was me.
"It could have been. If you had made the right choice early in your life!" replied the ghost, as if she could read my mind.
Then she led me away, as the girls continued to lick and suck on that hard spent cock.
A moment later, i found myself outside another unfamiliar house.
"Where am I?" i asked looking the little old crooked house over.
"You should know!" replied the ghost.
"You should know this place well!" she then said, before leading me inside.
We strolled into an untidy small front room, and there sat on a scruffy sofa was Bob Crotchlick my employee.
He was in his under pants, and petite woman with curly blonde hair, with a slim pale body and B cup boobs was busily sucking on his cock.
Her mouth greedily bobbed up and down on his average size length, as Bob moaned softly over and over.
"Who is that?" i asked
"Mrs Crotchlick, his wife!" replied the ghost.
We continued to watch Bob getting a fairly good blow job, before in walked an even more petite blonde haired young woman, wearing just a long t-shirt that barely covered her smooth little bald pussy and round little arse, and then she sat down next to Bob.
Cuddling up to him, she asked "Oh daddy. Will i get my membership to gymnastics club this year?"
Bob moaned softly as his wife continued to give him his Christmas blow job, before replying "Maybe. If Your a really good girl! And Santa pays the 200 quid a year membership fee!"
Before he leant over and kissed her, and as she kissed him back.
Then Bob began to moan loudly, and as they continued to kiss, he began to cum straight down his wife's throat.
He groaned with every pump of wet sticky juice he gave her, until he was finally done, and with a sigh he relaxed, and stopped kissing the younger woman.
Then his wife got up off the floor, sat down next to the younger woman, leant in and kissed her with Bob's cum still on her lips.
"Who is that?" i asked curiously, as i watched the young woman kissing Mrs Crotchlick.
"That's Tiny Tina, their daughter." replied the ghost.
"She wants to be a world class gymnast, but the meagre wages you pay Bob, he can barely afford her skimpy leotard!" she then said.
"That's not my fault! If he had worked harder, and made something of himself, he could have afforded it by now!" i replied firmly back.
"Really?" asked the ghost, looking unimpressed.
"Yes!" i replied back, watching as Mrs Crotchlick and Tiny Tina stopped kissing and then licked up the cum on their lips and swallowed it happily.
"Really?" asked the ghost again.
"Yes!" i replied again.
Then in a blink of an eye, i was back in my house again, back in my living room, and all alone once more.
"Yes! Yes!" i said again more firmly, before i realised the ghost had gone.
I took a deep breath, annoyed and angry the ghost had tried to blame me for the Crotchlick's problems, before i quickly picked up my drink again and took another swig of it.
For a moment or two i thought about what i had seen, and wondered how this was all my fault, but no sooner had i had another swig of my drink, when the clock struck two.
I stood nervously wondering what was going to happen this time, when suddenly i heard an eerie creak, and looking around i saw a big black door in the far wall, and as i watched, it slowly opened.
Then a tall black cloaked figure stepped into the room, before they pushed their hood back to reveal a hot pale woman, with long black hair tied back in a pony tail, and wearing goth make up, and then she opened her cloak to reveal she was wearing a tight black leather bodice, matching black leather panties, black stockings and knee high boots.
"Ebenezer! I am the ghost of Christmas future!" she said with an evil grin.
"Come with me, and witness... things to come!" she then said.
"No. I don't want to!" i replied back nervously.
"I said... Come!" she snapped back, before she whipped a chain at me, and suddenly i had a big black leather collar around my neck, attached to the chain, and with a tug, she pulled me towards the big black door.
Unable to stop her, i staggered forward, and in seconds we passed through the door, and suddenly i found myself back outside Bob Crotchlick's house again.
"Why are we here spirit?" i asked nervously.
"You are here to see what happens to the Crotchlicks in the future, if you don't change your ways!" the ghost replied.
"Why? What does happen to them?" i asked nervously again.
"Come and see!" replied the ghost, before pulling my chain, and guiding me into the house.
I stepped into Bob's little untidy front room, and there knelt in the middle of the living room was Mrs Crotchlick.
She was naked again, and either side of her was two big black guys, with enormous large hard cocks, and they were both trying to stuff their big round dark cockheads into her open mouth, as Bob, stood a few feet away with a camcorder filming it.
"Just try and open your mouth a little more honey!" he said encouragingly.
"And remember to look happy, we really need to make some money from this one or... we'll lose everything!" he then said nervously.
"What's going on?" i asked, as i watched Mrs Crotchlick gagging on those two big cocks, now stuffed in her mouth.
"The Crotchlicks have had to go into the amateur porn business just to make ends meet!" replied the ghost.
"With out enough money to keep them going, because of your low pay, Mrs Crotchlick now sucks on big hard strangers cocks, while Bob has to film it!" she then said.
"Well, maybe, i could pay Bob a little more. Perhaps." i muttered sheepishly.
"Really? You think?" replied the ghost sarcastically.
I then watched Mrs Crotchlick's head bob back and forth on those big hard black members, as her eyes began to water, and her gagging grew louder.
"Come on. There's more to see!" said the ghost, before dragging me towards the stairs.
"More!" i exclaimed unhappily, as i continued to try and watch Mrs Crotchlick trying to not choke on those cocks.
But we were soon heading up the stairs, and a few seconds later, we were in a small cluttered bedroom, and there on a bed was Tiny Tina, naked.
Her little pale body was fully on show, and i could see her little B cup boobs and smooth little pussy, as a big old fat guy knelt between her open slim pale legs fucking her.
He huffed and puffed, as he thrust into, and she lay there looking off into the distance as he did.
"Who's he?" i asked in horror.
"A punter!" replied the ghost.
"Tiny Tina has become a prostitute, to try and afford the gymnastic membership. She sells her body to anyone with a few quid!" the ghost then said.
The old fat guy, then picked Tiny Tina up, turned her over, and began thrusting into her from behind.
"But she doesn't have to do that! I could give her the money! Why didn't she come to see me? Why didn't Bob bring her to me?" i asked desperately.
The old fat guy then began fucking her faster, and began huffing and puffing louder, and then with a groan, he pulled his short little hard dick out of her, and began grunting loudly as he came all over Tiny Tina's cute little round arse.
"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" he muttered as he unloaded all over that petite blondes little bare cheeks.
"Why didn't he come to me?" i asked angrily looking at the ghost.
"Because... your not around any longer!" replied the ghost firmly back.
Then she tugged on my chain, and i stumbled out of that little bedroom and into another.
"Where am i?" i asked looking around confused.
The ghost of Christmas past then pointed across the room, and there in a old leather hospital chair was an old grey haired man, in stripy blue pyjamas, and wearing a breathing mask attached to an oxygen cylinder.
"What?" i exclaimed looking confused.
"That's me?!" i asked in horror.
"Yes. in a few years time, Bob finally asks for a pay rise. You instantly have a heart attack, and a stroke at the thought of giving him a few extra quid a week, and it leaves you a barely functioning cabbage!" replied the ghost with a grin.
"Even though you have plenty of wealth and power, you can't even help yourself now!" she then said with a grin again.
Then a tall blonde haired nurse, wearing a tight blue uniform that barely held in her bulging big breasts, and black stockings that covered her slim shapely legs, walked into the room with a handsome looking guy, before she quickly knelt down in front of my older helpless self.
I then watched as she began undoing his trousers, and pulled out a big semi hard cock, and eagerly holding it, she glanced at my older helpless self and grinned, before saying "Mr Screwed, you might have been all powerful one day. But now your going to watch me fuck this guy right here in front of you. And there isn't dam thing you can do about it!"
Then she opened her mouth and engulfed his cock, and eagerly began sucking on it like a woman possessed.
"She can't do that! Not in my room!" i gasped in horror and anger.
"Who's going to stop her?" asked the ghost.
"Well... well... i will!" i replied firmly about to move towards the nurse.
"How you going to do that?" asked the ghost.
Before saying "When you can't even move out of that chair!"
Suddenly i found myself sat in that hospital chair, now imprisoned in my older body, unable to move, to weak to even call out for help.
"What's going on? How am i here?" i said to the ghost in horror.
"Because you need to change Ebenezer! You need to change!" replied the ghost, before she knelt down next to the nurse and joined in, licking at the handsome mans big round balls.
"No. Stop that! Get me out of this! Get me out of this!" i cried angrily, trying to get up out of the chair, but to weak to do so.
"Change Ebenezer! Before it's to late!" replied the ghost, before se giggled and continued to lick at the guys big hard cock.
"Okay. I will! I WILL!" i cried back, and then with a blink of me eye, i was suddenly back in my house again.
I fell out of my comfy living room chair onto my knees, and took several deep long breaths to calm myself down, before realising where i was.
Then suddenly i sprang to my feet, looked over at the window and saw it was morning, and the sun was streaming in.
Eagerly i ran over to it, opened it and peered out, and then saw a young boy strolling along the road.
"You boy! What day is it?" i asked eagerly.
"It's Christmas! You twat!" he replied back.
"I haven't missed it! I haven't missed it! There's still time!" i exclaimed excitedly.
Then i dashed to grab my jacket, before opening the safe and pulling out bundles of notes and stuffing them into my pockets.
Then eagerly i headed out into that crisp bright Christmas morning, and as i did, i happily said Merry Christmas to everyone i met, and handed them a few notes to make them feel better.
Eventually i found Bob's house, and knocking on the door i waited, until he finally opened it and stared at me in surprise.
"Mr Screwed!" he exclaimed in horror.
"What brings you here?" he then asked.
"You Bob, you and your family!" i replied eagerly.
"I've been a terrible employer, and i want to make that up to you right now!" i then said, before i pulled out handfuls of notes and stuffed them into his hands.
"Here have a Christmas bonus! A pay rise! And money i don't really need!" i then said stuffing more notes into his hand.
"Oh Mr Screwed. Thank you! Thank you!" cried Bob excitedly.
Then Mrs Crotchlick appeared at the door, still naked, petite, and hot as ever, and eagerly i stepped passed Bob, wrapped my arms around her and exclaimed "Merry Christmas Mrs Crotchlick!"
Before i quickly leant in and gave her big passionate kiss and after a moment she began kissing me back.
For a good few seconds we kissed, and out tongues explored each others mouths as we did, before finally i pulled away from her leaving her looking a little shocked and dazed.
"Where's Tiny Tina?" i asked eagerly.
"Up in her room!" mumbled Mrs Crotchlick still not sure what had just happened.
Eagerly i dashed up to her room, and barging in, i found her lying on her bed, naked and gently fingering her little bald pussy.
"Mr Screwed!" she exclaimed in horror on seeing me there.
"Tiny Tina! Here have all the money you need for Gymnastics. Leotards, and anything ese your heart desires!" i exclaimed dumping more bundles of cash onto her side table.
"Oh Mr Screwed. Thank you! Thank you!" she replied in amazement.
"And have this Christmas gift too!" i then said, before i dropped to my knees, stuck out my tongue, and then dived between her open pale slim legs.
Tiny Tina instantly began to moan as i eagerly began licking out her smooth, wet little pussy.
My tongue ran all over her little pink lips, and then brushed between them to explore her little hole too.
"Oh Mr Screwed! Mr Screwed!" she gasped as her licked out her little wet box.
For a good few minutes i tongued fucked that little teenager, until finally i couldn't take it anymore, then i stood up, undid my trousers and let my hard old cock out.
"Oh Mr Screwed, that's a big cock!" Tiny Tina gasped in amazement.
"And it's here to show you, i have found the true meaning of Christmas!" i replied back cheerfully.
Then i placed it against her little wet hole, and with a gentle thrust, slipped between her little pink lips and entered her warm wet cunt.
Tiny Tina moaned loudly, before i held onto her hips, and began to steadily fucking her.
"Oh Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" she gasped as i began fucking her little pussy.
It was then Bob and his wife appeared at the door and curiously they asked "Mr Screwed. What's come over you?"
"Nothing. But i might come over your daughter in a minute!" i replied cheekily.
Before saying "No. I have just found the true meaning of Christmas! To love your fellow woman, and man, if your into that thing. And i intend to show everyone i mean to keep the spirit of Christmas alive all year long. And i will take care care of everyone!"
I then glanced at Mrs Crotchlick and said "So get your arse over here and prepare for the Christmas fuck of the decade! I've got a lot of making up to do!"
Mrs Crotchlick eagerly joined her daughter on the bed, and with in seconds i pulled my hard cock from Tiny Tina's little pussy, and then slipped it into her mothers.
For the next hour or so i happily, pumped away at both Crotchlick women, fucking them in many positions as Bob took photos for the family album, and counted all the cash i had given him.
And then after draining my balls all over their pretty faces for a third time that Christmas morning, i gave both women a farewell kiss, told Bob not to come back to work until the new year, and headed home.
And you know what? I did keep the spirit of Christmas going, for the rest of my life!
I lowered my lending rates, made sure the nurses at the local hospital always got a good stuffing on Christmas, and even reconnected with Beth and her family, where every Christmas Eve i'm invited over for drinks, and their annual Christmas orgy.
So merry Christmas to you, and to all a good fuck night!
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