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My cousin Carl is 10 years older than me. To say he has had a hard dating life is an understatement. We all were very happy when he met Lily, a very sweet woman from Panama. Lily has 2 daughters from her previous marriage, Mia who is 14 and Antonia who is 18. I never got to see them much except for on holiday dinners. I watch them both grow up from the moment they were introduced to the family. Antonia developed into a very attractive young lady. She’s 5’ 6”, about 110 lbs., long dark hair, and brown eyes. She is very active in sports. There have been times when I would see her picture in the paper for this sporting event or that. All in all they are all very pleasant to talk to and spend time with on the holidays.

Let me introduce myself. My name is Jordan and I am 30 years old. I have blue eyes, dark dirty blonde hair, and I am 6ft tall. I consider myself to be average looking with an average body that is 205 lbs. and earlier this year I found Antonia on Facebook and added her as a friend. We never really talked but I did comment on her statuses once in a while. About a month ago that all changed. Antonia had posted a status that read “How could you do this to me, I thought you loved me and yet you are a lying piece of shit”. I took a shot as asked what was wrong surprisingly she replied.

“Everything ok Antonia?” I asked.

“No” she said.

“What’s wrong?”

“Well it’s a long story”

“Well I got the time if you do?”

“It has to do with my boyfriend, I mean my ex-boyfriend.”

“Ah boy troubles that’s always a not so fun thing”

“Oh you have no idea. I am sitting here at work after being called in and he comes in and makes out with another girl in front of me. He didn’t see me but I saw him. When I went up to him and confronted him, he told me to fuck off that I wasn’t good enough.”

“Oh wow Antonia I am so sorry to hear that.”

“Thanks. It just sucks I feel so heart broken.”

“I know what you mean. Years ago I was dating a girl and I walked in on her screwing another guy. When she saw me, she just rode the guy harder and faster not caring I was there. Later that night she told me that it was ok for her to do that, but not ok to talk to any girl”

“What? Wow what a major bitch.”

“Yeah I know, I dumped her right then and there”

“Don’t blame you. Listen I need to get back to work. How about we talk tomorrow?”

“Sure, you have a good night and remember I am here if you need to vent”

“You too and thanks, bye”

“Bye”

Antonia signed off and I went about playing around on Facebook. When I went to bed and the next morning I had a message on Facebook. It was from Antonia, she was leaving me her cell number and a message to get ahold of her. I picked up my cell and texted her and agreed to meet up, hang out and talk. Over the course of the month we talked every day and hung out on weekends. I can honestly say it was fun. We would go to the movies, play games, chat, and listen to music. We would also talk about our lives and what we did. In the end we became pretty good friends. I couldn’t help but fall for her. In a way she is my cousin, but my step-cousin by marriage.

A couple nights before Christmas we went out for a drive to look at all the Christmas decorated houses. It is so fun driving down the rich neighborhood and seeing all the pretty nights. After we had our fill of the drive I took her home and she gave me a hug when I dropped her off. The feel of her young tight body pressed against mine was turning me on. We said our good-byes and I quickly drove home. When I got home I ran to my room and pulled my hard five and a half inch cock out and start stroking it. I imagine Antonia’s sweet lips wrapped around my hard cock sucking it like a Popsicle. Her sweet tongue licking my shift up and down, the feel of her hand wrapped around my cock instead of mine, stroking my cock slowly while her head moves up and down my cock. I couldn’t help but blow my load right then. I have never thought of a family member in a sexual way before, yet I didn’t feel dirty about it. I guess that’s because Antonia is not a blood member of my family but one by marriage.

We didn’t get to talk much on Christmas Eve. We did send each other E-Cards though. When I got hers my heart skipped a beat. The card was a picture of mistletoe and lips under it. The card read:

Jordan, I enjoy spending the past month talking to you and hanging out with you. You have been there during my time of need and I thank you for it. You truly are my best friend. I can’t wait to see you tomorrow at dinner. Love Antonia

I couldn’t help but think of Antonia that night. My cock was so hard again that I had to relieve the pressure. I imagine Antonia on her hands and knees, her cute tight ass in the air as I am behind her. My hard cock slowly sliding in and out of her tight pussy, I have my hands on her hips guiding her back and forth along my cock. I picture her cunt lips wrapped around my shaft, her head back moan with pleasure as I can feel my cock hit her G-spot. I feel my cum building in my balls. Within a couple more strokes I picture in my mind my cum shooting deep inside Antonia’s pussy, but despite the orgasm, I am still hard. I continue thinking of Antonia fucking me. This time I picture her riding me. Her dark areolas and nipples are being played with by my hands. Her tight body is bouncing up and down on my cock and her hands on my chest as she rides me fast. I imagine her bending over and kissing me deeply and passionately, the image is too much and I blow my second load. I clean up and go to bed looking forward to Christmas dinner tomorrow.

I text Antonia wishing her a Merry Christmas and telling her how I can’t wait for dinner, she texts me back telling me she can’t wait either and can’t wait to see me. This year Christmas dinner is being held at our house. I still live with my mom because she just became disabled. It’s part of the reason why it is here since it will be easier for her to get around. Like all of our family dinners this one is buffet style, mostly because there are so many of us to pass food around. At around 4 everyone starts arriving. The first to arrive was Carl and his family. Antonia saw me and smiled. She was wearing a pair of tight jeans, and a long sleeve dark blue shirt. She had on just the right amount of make-up to enhance her natural beauty.

Handshakes and hugs were exchanged. When Antonia came and hugged me I told her how beautiful she looked. She smiled and hugged me again. Since dinner wasn’t ready yet, Antonia, and I went to my room to hang out and wait for dinner with Mia in tow. We started to watch a movie on TV and talked. Mia was too busy with her cell phone to really care what went on around her. While we were watching National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation, Antonia snuggled up close to me. Not enough to make anyone question, but obviously closer than she has before.

“Jordan, can I tell you something?” she asks me.

“Sure” I tell her.

“I have never told you way Jason was with that other girl. He did it because I wasn’t ready to give it up to him. You see I’m still a virgin and I didn’t want to have sex. I have been wondering if I had gave it up to him if he would have cheated. This past month, hanging out with you and talking with you, has made me realize that he still would have cheated on me. Am I right in my thinking?”

“Honestly Antonia I think so. I true man would be willing to wait for when the woman he loves is ready, not when he is ready because let’s face it all guys are ready the moment they become teenagers. Giving it up to him would not have caused him to do the things he has done. You are better off losing it to a man you love, who loves you and will not hurt you. If you don’t you may regret it. I know I do.”

“What do you mean you do?”

“I was your age when I lost mine to a girl, who in the end I don’t think I was ready to be with. I did it because everyone around me had lost it and they were always talking about it. In the end it cost me a friend because she and I decided to start dating and we had sex. Shortly after we broke up and she moved on to another guy very quickly”

“Wow that is sad. It seems you haven’t had good luck with the ladies”

“Well Antonia that’s why I am still single”

“That sucks because any girl would be happy to have you. I know I would love to have a man like you”

“Yeah, I would love to have a girl like you”

As we talked I couldn’t help but notice how we were getting closer and closer and our voices become softer and softer. We were looking into each other’s eyes when we were called out to eat. We all went out and got our plates. Since it was buffet stay we all sat where we wanted. Antonia and I sat next to each other in a room by ourselves. Together we still talked but this time it was different. We were more flirty than normal. At times we even fed each other off our plates. It was a very romantic dinner. After we had our fill of all the good food and deserts, Antonia went to ask her parents a question while I went back to my room to find a movie. Shortly after Antonia returned with happy glow about her, she had asked her parents if they would mind if she stayed here for the night because she was having fun and didn’t want to go home. Both her parents and my mom agreed.

I took her home so she could get a change of close and we come back to my house. Some of the relatives had left include Carl and the rest of Antonia’s family. We retreated back to my room and started watching another movie. All through the movie we sat as close as we did earlier that evening. We can hear the rest of the family leaving. A couple hours later mom say she’s heading to bed. That leaves Antonia and me up watching the start of another movie. The moment she hears my mom heading to bed things change between us. She cuddles up to me and I put my arm around her and hold her close. I can feel the blood rushing to my cock. I hope she doesn’t see the tent starting to form.

“I’m so glad I can spend Christmas with you” Antonia says to me.

“Me too” I tell her.

We look at each other and stare into each other’s eyes. An unspoken statement passed between us. We slowly close the distance. Nothing stopping us now, our lips meet. It’s like massive chain reaction. The feeling of her lips pressed against mine is like nothing I have ever experienced before. Antonia rolls on top of me, our lips never breaking apart. Our tongues begin to probe each other’s mouths. I can’t help but pull her in tighter. I love the feeling of her warm body against mine. My hard on is completely forgotten. After what seems like an eternity we break apart. Looking into each other’s eyes we both smile.

“I have wanted to do that for a while” Antonia tells me.

“Same here, you are so beautiful” I tell her.

“Thank you, I got you something for Christmas”

“You didn’t have to Antonia”

She kisses me again quickly “Yes, I did. You wore right, I should lost my virginity to someone I love. I love you Jordan, I want you to be my first and I can tell you want to as well”

I kiss her deeply and passionately allowing my hands to roam her tight body. With one hand behind her head I place the other on her sweet ass. Slowly she starts grinding on my body. Our kisses are become more and more passionate. She pulls away from me and gets off the bed. I watch as she slowly strips. First she removes her shirt exposing her small 32B tits trapped in a black bra. Next she slides her jeans off showing me her matching bikini bottoms. She takes off her bra showing me for the first time those sweet beautiful mounds. They are just as tanned as the rest of her skin, with tan areolas. Her nipples are hard but just the right size. She takes off her bottoms and shows me her virgin pussy. She is shaved except for a small patch of hair above her clit. Unlike her I didn’t take my time I quickly took off my clothes and tossed them away. My hard cock standing straight up in the air.

Antonia smiled at the sight of it. Slowly she takes my cock in her hand and kisses it. She starts licking my shaft and my balls. She wraps her lips around my mushroom hand and uses both her mouth and hand to stroke my cock. My eyes slowly roll into the back of my head. Her blowjob is unlike anything I have imagined. She speeds up never taking the entire cock in her mouth. I can feel her tongue flicking across the tip. I can’t help it, I feel my balls start to boil with my hot cum.

“Antonia I’m going to cum” I warn her.

“Cum for me, I want to taste it” she tells me then goes back and sucks me harder and faster. I feel the time has come. I have reached the point of no return. My cum fires off into Antonia’s mouth. One, two, three hard pumps of my hot cum are shot into her mouth and not a drop comes out of her mouth. She kisses her way up my body till our lips meet. I can taste my salty cum on her mouth. I roll us over never breaking our kiss. Slowly I start kissing my way down her body. I kiss her neck, I kiss, suck and tease both her nipples with my tongue, I kiss my way past her pierced belly button, and finally I arrive at my destination, her sweet wet pussy. I can see that she is soaked; I kiss her pussy lips and taste her wetness. I can’t describe the taste, but I can tell you that it is like the nectar of the Gods. I lap it up like a thirsty dog drinking water. I use my tongue to probe the inside of her pussy. Antonia is playing with her nipples with her back arched. I suck on her clit for a few.

“Oh God I’m going to cum. Make me cum please” Antonia pleads with me as I continue my tongue assault on her pussy. Her hand moves to start playing with her clit. I drive my tongue deep into her pussy just as her legs squeeze my head. I feel her cum on my tongue as it squirts out of her pussy into my mouth. I lick and drink it as fast I can. When her legs let go of my head I start licking my way up her body. When I reach her face I look into her eyes, I feel her hand grab my cock and slowly guide it towards her virgin pussy.

“It’s ok, I’m on the pill and I broke my hymen years ago” She says as I slowly pushed my cock into her ultra-tight pussy. Her eyes roll into the back of her head as I slowly reach balls deep into her pussy. I kiss her and slowly start pulling out and pushing in. Her arms are wrapped around my body, while her legs are resting on my ass. Her pussy has a vice like grip around my cock. I feel her pussy tighten around my cock as her orgasm hits. I swear it feels like her pussy is going to break my cock off, but I love the feeling. It feels like my cock is literally going to pop out of her pussy. I slowly speed up.

“Baby let’s change it up” She tells me.

I pull out of her and she sighs. I have her get on her hands and knees and I get behind her. I rest my hands on her hips after guiding my pussy back into her pussy. She’s even tighter this way and it feels so good. I start pounding her pussy, her hands brush against my balls as she starts playing with her clit. Slowly she starts moaning so she buries her face in a pillow. I grab a handful of her hair and lightly pull. She lifts her head up and lets out a very silent moan.

“Oh God Jordan, your cock feels so good in my pussy. Please baby give it to me, my pussy is yours. Fuck me, Fuck me hard” Antonia moans

I speed up and fuck her hard. My balls slapping against her hand and clit, within no time I can feel her orgasm hit again. “I’m CUMMMMMMIIIINNNNNNGGGGG, Oh god, your so thick.”

After her orgasm subsides I pull out and lay on my back. Antonia wastes no time in climbing on top of me returning my cock into her cock hungry pussy. I watch as it disappears inside her and come back out as she rides me hard and fast. I reach up and start playing with her tits. The feeling it too much, I bite my lower lip as I slowly start to feel my cum building.

“OH Yes, cum for me, shoot your hot cum inside me. I want to feel it” Not wanting to disappoint her, I let loose a powerful blast of cum deep inside her pussy. She stops moving as I cum hard. My eyes roll into the back of my head. The sweat is dripping off both of us. Antonia collapses on top of me. My cock still buried inside her.

“You were amazing Jordan. I am so glad you were my first. I want you to know that I have liked you ever since we first met. I hope you enjoyed your present.“

“You were amazing too Antonia. You are a very beautiful young woman, I truly did enjoy it. I do hope this isn’t the last time we do this.”

“Oh trust me sexy. This isn’t the first time we will be having sex. I don’t care what they say. I truly do love you. “

“I love you too”

I kiss her deeply before we both get under the covers. Not bothering to put our clothes on, we cuddle up together, our hands holding each other’s and our sex juices slowly drying. This by far is the best Christmas present I have ever got.

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Pad Thai or Pussy for Christmas

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

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A PANTYHOSE CHRISTMAS

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

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Twelve Days of Christmas

Twelve Days of Christmas by BobH (c) 2010 On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me A set of black lingerie. * And it was a big surprise, let me tell you. When she and her twin brother had set off for Europe to visit family in the Balkans for the days leading up to the holidays, Katya had told me at the airport what she had planned. "So that you don't forget me I've arranged for a gift to be delivered to you on each of the eleven days...

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Merry Christmas

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

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Making Room for Christmas

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

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The Miracle of Christmas

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

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Ill Be Home For Christmas

I'll Be Home For Christmas By Arecee "Welcome back Miss McFadden. Did everything go well?" asked Susan, my assistant. "Yes, even better than I expected, Susan. They signed," I replied, as I set my briefcase on her desk. "Are you serious, we got the account?" she asked. "That's what I'm saying, dear girl, we landed the entire job. We start after the New Year. I'm so excited, I can hardly breath. I'm going...

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Sarah Carerra 337 A Very Carerra Christmas

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

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Spirit of Christmas

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

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The True Spirit Of Christmas

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

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All I Want For Christmas

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

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Seasons Greetings A Carol Christmas

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

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Heaven In The Mountain At Christmas

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

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The Double Date That Didnt EndChapter 3 Operation White Christmas

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

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CadeChapter 13 Merry Christmas

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

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Snow for Christmas

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

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The Twelve Changes of Christmas

The Twelve Changes of Christmas By Roy Del Frink By the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: Legs that were smooth and sexy. By the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: Two perfect breasts, And legs that were smooth and sexy. By the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: An hourglass shape, Two perfect breasts, And legs that were smooth and sexy. By the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: Cute, dainty arms, An...

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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...

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Jacobs Christmas

Jacob Walters stood before the sink and looked at the face that was staring back at him in the mirror. It was a haggard face. A face that had weathered a lifetime of disappointments. A face that showed defeat in every wrinkle, and desperation in the eyes. How did I come to this? Jacob thought. Jacob hung his head and looked into the sink. He turned on the water and watched it swirl around the basin and then disappear down the drain. He imagined his life swirling away down the drain as well....

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A Merry Christmas

I hadn’t lived on the Oregon Coast a full year, so I had not yet tried to cross the mountain pass during Christmas. My family (nuclear and extended) all live in Portland, about two hours away from my new home in Seaside. It was for this reason that it had simply never occurred to me that I might not be able to go home for Christmas. I went home for everything: birthdays, holidays, shopping, lunch with my folks when I felt like it. Of course I’d spend the holidays with my family. And I had...

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An Unexpected Christmas

In the department store where I had recently been employed, for my sins I was placed in charge of the kiddies division. Ironically, I really did not like kids!Being twenty-three years old and the youngest member of staff in a managerial position, however, I had to take the rough with the smooth. To add to my misery it was December, Christmas time, so the task of employing an in-house Santa Claus was given to me. The third applicant I interviewed was a man named Albie. For some or other reason I...

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Cleaner Christmas

Cleaner Christmas************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan November 2013 (Edited December 2013)The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.*************************************************It was a damp, cold late November, a Friday evening as our three-card...

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Tales from a HustlerAll I Want for Christmas

Tales of a Hustler---All I Want for Christmas“All I Want for Christmas is a ten inch dick” LOL that fits perfect with “two front teeth” It was Christmas eve, and the middle of the week. I couldn't go home, cause I would need off more than 1 day. Mom said it's no big deal—she had volunteered to pull a double at the diner anyway, and she said Dustin didn't spend much time at the house anyway. Said she didn't know where he was most of the time. I told her I would get home the weekend, and I would...

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A pussy for Christmas

Paul asks for a pussy for Christmas, without realising that "pussy" has a double meaning. Just a short Christmas gift for Fictionmania readers. ***** "What's the best looking pet?" asked Joe. "I dunno," said his friends. "A pussy!" he said. His friends all laughed. Paul wasn't quite sure why the joke was funny, but he laughed along to avoid feeling left out. Paul was 12 years old. He was very bright, but also very naive. He had started school at a young age, so most of his...

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All I Want for Christmas

Just a quick little something I put together for the holidays. Hope you enjoy it. One of my favorite songs when I was a kid was that silly one about a kid wanting his two front teeth for Christmas. But then again, I was that kid missing his two front teeth. And no, Santa Clause didn’t give them back for Christmas and I spent the next few months looking like a boxer who went up against Muhammed Ali without wearing his mouth guard. Yeah, I know. What does a two year old know about Muhammed...

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I wish me a merry Christmas

The snow, falling slowly in little flocks, the day, the streets, it's all a perfect Christmas evening; except it's still the 23rd and, when I opened the door to my apartment, it was empty: not a single ornament to remind me of the large Christmas trees of my childhood; not a single present wrapped in colorful paper and big laces. It might as well be the 24th, as it will be the same, only with much worse TV programs. Maybe I could rent something; a comedy, or porn. I wonder if I'd find porn...

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Lad and Me at Christmas

voices singing, "Let's be jolly, pack my ass with border collie..." We live "out here on the edge of the prairie," as the guy on the radio used to say, and when the wind comes rushing down the plain this time of year, there is no sweetly waving wheat; it just feels anywhere from bitterly to lethally cold. You can argue whether or not it's the most wonderful time of the year, I suppose, but opinions aside, late December on the northern plains is cold. Taking your pants off in a...

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Remembering Christmas

In the morning I awoke to noises coming from the living room. There beside me is nothing but my wife’s nightgown. It is Christmas morning and our 3 year old daughter is anxious to tear into her presents. As I stumble from the bedroom, I give my wife a nice passionate morning kiss as she prepares to start breakfast. It is a shame she is already dressed because I like nothing better than to run my hands over that fabulous figure as we cook together. I see the flash of her wedding ring that she...

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Last Christmas

Driving home for Christmas was always exciting. I had left home eight years ago, first to attend College and then to work. I majored in Finance and had a job that I loved for a large international investment company. This Christmas was especially exciting because my girlfriend of almost two years, whom I loved dearly, would be there and I planned to propose to her at Christmas dinner. My mind drifted as I drove. I remembered the first time I saw Catherine as a woman. We had gone to school...

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A Rose for Christmas

‘I won’t be bitter for Christmas.’ Paul Curtis had said it again and again through those dreary weeks alone in his one-room flat, with the miserable Northern European winter just outside and his empty broken heart inside. Now, for the most part, he figured he’d succeeded: he wasn’t bitter. Much. Alone, distrustful, and still plagued with memories of the recent hard times, but less bitter than he’d felt in weeks at least. Of course, he mused, he now had plenty of reasons not to be bitter —...

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Julies Christmas

It had been over a month since our Halloween party at mom’s house. It was now much colder out, with snow that had fallen everywhere. Over the last little while, I had taught Klintuck about some of our human traditions as he did not know everything, but he did know some. As such, I spent some of the time explaining Christmas and other holidays based on different religions. I started to feel very close to Klintuck, more than a friend but not quite like a husband. I felt that we were kind of like...

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