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Growing up with mom and Aunt Patty seems like the most natural thing in the world to me. Aunt Patty isn't really my aunt though. Most people would call her my other mom I guess. They've been partners since before I was born. They told me all about how eighteen years ago they got a friend I've never met to make a very special donation. Aunt Patty was the one who actually squirted the semen into mom. Nine months later, Colleen Briggs was born. Ta Da! I guess since she did the squirting, aunt Patty sort of is my dad! Anyway, I'm their daughter and we all love each other very much. Like I said before, it all feels natural and right to me. Something else feels natural, and it's really starting to be a problem!

I looked at my alarm clock and moaned. "Don't they ever sleep?" I asked softly as the usual sounds drifted up to me through the heat duct. Sounds I didn't understand when I was a little kid were now obviously the sounds of sex. I pulled my pillow over my head but that wasn't any help.

"I saw how you looked at that Girl Scout this afternoon, Patricia dear." My mother laughed as a low buzzing started. "I bet you wanted to gobble more then her cookies!"

"Get real Kelly!" Aunt Patty said in a faked hurt voice. "She was way too young! Besides, I have a thing for redheads!"

I couldn't help running a hand through my own hair. Mom and I are both redheads. Mine was longer though. Mom's is shoulder length and mine is nearly down to my waist. "Redheads with big tits, right?" mom giggled as the buzzing sound changed. Shit! She must have inserted the vibrator into Aunt Patty!

"Oh, oh yes!" Aunt Patty stammered. "I love your tits. I love you!"

From the sounds, the vibrator must be having a happy time going in and out of aunt Patty's pussy. My hand strayed to my breasts. At 38DD I was bigger then mom. Oh God, they could almost be talking about me! "Oh sweetness, use your mouth too! You know how I go crazy when you tongue my ass!"

"Oh shit! Oh crap!" I gasped as those words had a very strong effect on me. My nipples got hard, but that wasn't a problem. The problem was that I got a boner every night now listening to them having sex! I turned on my reading lamp then kicked off my blankets. My nightgown had a big stupid tent in it! I couldn't stop myself. I sat up and pulled the nightgown up over my head and threw it on the floor. My panties were stretched way out of shape. It looked funny, but I wasn't laughing. I wriggled my butt as I worked them off. It felt much better when my penis popped free.

I moaned again as I heard mom make an unmistakable slurp noise. "Oh Kelly, You're wonderful!"

My dumb cock throbbed to its full ten inches. I pulled open the drawer of my nightstand and grabbed the roll of paper towels I keep hidden there. "I must be some kind of pervert!" I whimpered as a tore off a couple sheets and placed them carefully on my tummy. Avoiding messes was my number one concern. I would just die if anyone saw cum stains all over my sheets! "Just this one time more." I lied, as my right hand gently grasped my not so little friend.

"Now it's your turn baby!" Aunt Patty cried out as my mom gasped breathlessly. "No mercy for you!" Their bed started a rhythmic squeaking just as my hand started stroking my cock. "Why does it have to feel so good?" I asked my erection as drops of clear juice formed at my peehole.

"Fuck me!" Mom whimpered as the squeaking seemed to speed up. Oh God! They're using their strap-on! My left hand moved on it's own and my fingers found my wet little pussy. I couldn't stop the images from running through my mind. That could be me! I could be the one! I want to fuck mom too! Hell and damn! I want to fuck Aunt Patty! At thirty-five and thirty-six, they both could pass as my older sisters. I saw that Girl Scout too. She looked too young, but I'd sure do her mother! My hand was flying on my cock. Hell, lets face it, I want to fuck most of the girls at my college!

Moans and squeaks from the heat duct were filling my ears as the pressure was building inside me. "Mommy" I whispered as I pictured her kneeling in front of me. "Open your mouth mommy!" Aunt Patty was in my mind too. She likes moms tongue in her butt. I bet she'd love my cock up there!

"Keep going!" mom moaned. It was as if she was talking to me! Still stroking, my shaking left hand fumbled at my nightstand. I never did this before, but I just had to try now! I licked the round smooth end of my sharpie marker. I stroked like crazy as I lifted my butt. I put the pen against my hineyhole and pushed!

"I'm cumming!" mom cried as my whole body shook.

"Can't hold back!" Aunt Patty answered as my mind nearly exploded! This was different! This was scary! My penis seemed to swell even more. My peehole actually opened a little wider as I reached the point of no return. The pen was hard and stiff, but it felt real good in my butt! "Oh Shit!" I gasped as a thick stream of cum shot out. It missed the towels. It missed my breasts. I gooped my own face! Gob after warm gooey gob of cum spattered all over my face and hair. I couldn't stop! I couldn't help it! I opened my mouth!

I never even thought of it before, but now I was letting my own cum gather in my mouth, and swallowing it! Some part of me must have been thinking about the mess. I threw my legs up, and managed to catch the spurting throbbing head of my cock between my lips. I sucked, and my whole world spun! Shit! Blowjobs are great! This was my first time gobbling my own cock, and it certainly wasn't going to be my last! I sucked and licked until my orgasm finally slowed to a stop.

I managed to swallow most of my stuff, but I usually cum a whole bunch. "This was a record breaker.' I whispered as I touched my sloppy hair. I didn't dare got to the bathroom to clean up. Mom and Aunt Patty would know I was awake. What if they guessed what I was doing? I slowly pulled out the pen, and sniffed it. 'Eww! That's nasty!" I threw it in the trash and smiled. Luckily I bought the four pack! I wiped up as best as I could with paper towels before finally being able to fall asleep.

When I woke up, I instantly thought of three things. It's Christmas Eve day! I couldn't wait to give mom and aunt Patty their gifts. (Getting gifts from them was even more exciting!) Crap! I got a morning hard-on again! Can't I wake up just once without a big ol' boner? I sat up and nearly gagged. My hair was all gunked up. Some of it was even glued to my pillow! "This is sick!" Thank goodness I have my own shower! Most of my, uh, explosion was on the pillow. I flipped it over in case anyone looked in, and ran for the bathroom.

"This is all your fault!" I grumbled at my erection. She didn't seem to care. Yes, she. It's my cock, and I think of her as a girl. People might think that's weird. So what? "Hey stupid! Go down already! I gotta piss!" Everyone knows that most guys have trouble going pee when they have a boner going. Let me tell you. Hermaphrodites are no different! "Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go right now!" I sang as I tried to will my dick limp. That never works. It just stayed pointing up and out, looking like it was proud or something. I don't know about you, but if I try to point my boner down, nothing wants tocome out! Embarrassing as it sounds, I ended up peeing in the shower. It was either that or standing on my head in front of the toilet!

Damn, still hard! "Oh okay." I whispered. "But I'm not gonna suck you now. I'll do that tonight. This has to be a quickie!" My hand wrapped around my cock like it does every morning. I thought about mom and Aunt Patty as my hand slid up and down my rock hard penis. They were both so beautiful and sexy! I felt guilty but just couldn't help it. Mom with her anime figure, and Aunt Patty with her athletic toned supermodel body would get anyone hard. If they had a dick I mean. My hand went faster as I tried to think of a safer fuck fantasy. My best friend Linda sure looked hot the other day in the mall. When she showed me her pierced belly button I got a boner so bad I had to jerk off in the ladies room in Macys! Damn, That's not any better. I'd give my right big toe to fuck Linda, but I didn't dare even hint I was different or she might hate me for life!

I was right at the edge when the unthinkable happened. "Honey, we're out of toilet paper. Patty's stranded on the potty!" Oh god! Mom walked in! I didn't lock the door! She looked right at me through the shower door and froze. "Oh my!" Was her only comment as her eyes dropped to what my hand was doing to my throbbing penis.

"Don't look!" I gasped as my body shook. I couldn't turn away! Why the heck didn't I stay facing the tiles after I peed on the shower wall? My hand wouldn't stop. I tried, but I was already there! A thick rope of cum shot out! It spattered on the glass right where mom's pussy was under her robe! It wouldn't stop! I moaned as my stupid hand pumped more and more gooey gobs of semen all over the glass. If the door were open, mom would've been soaked!

"B-Breakfast is in a half hour, sweetie. M-Make that an hour." Mom stammered a she grabbed big handfuls of toilet paper from the roll. "T-Take your time. Uh, m-merry Christmas!" With those happy holiday words, she ran out of the room!

"Oh fuck! Oh shit! Oh crappy damn!" I muttered as my stupid cock finally finished its business. This has got to be the most embarrassing day of my life! Part of me wanted to follow my spunk down the drain! The rest of me wished the shower door really had been open! "They're gonna kill me!" I whispered as I finished washing my hair. "I bet they make me get my own apartment now!"

Thank goodness it takes me a while to dry my hair after I wash it. I needed the extra time to think about what I would say. It was an hour later when I finally walked down the stairs. "Good morning." I said quietly as I at the kitchen table. "Uh, I'm sorry about before mom." I whispered.

"About what, sweetheart?" Mom's face was a little red, but she sure sounded normal now. Suddenly I felt much better. "Oh, about sleeping so late? That's okay. Everyone's allowed to sleep late Christmas time!"

"Speak for yourself, Kelly love." Aunt patty leaned over and kissed my cheek before sitting next to me at the table. "I was up getting in my run while you lazy bums had visions of sugarplums dancing in your heads."

I sighed deep inside. Mom was going to pretend nothing bad happened. Thank goodness. It was embarrassing, but at least it was all over now! "I don't like plums." I said feeling much better. "How about sugar strawberries? Sugar strawberries with lots of cream?"

The day really dragged. I would have gone next door to Linda's house, but she wasn't home. Her family spends Christmas Eve at her grandmother's house. They'll be back tomorrow so I can wish her a merry Christmas. I wrapped my presents for mom, aunt Patty, and Linda, but that didn't take much time. I spent the rest of the day watching lots of anime. Ever watch "Excel Saga"? You should! I spent hours laughing like a nut watching it!

Finally it was time! "Merry Christmas!" I shouted as I raised my glass of eggnog. Mine was all egg, and no nog. Mom and Aunt Patty's was some old secret recipe that I'm not allowed to drink until I'm twenty-one. They'll probably be acting a little silly later, but that's okay! "I love you guys so much!"

"Who wants to open a present?" Aunt Patty said with a grin.

I shot my hand in the air. "I do! I do!"

She handed me a rectangular box wrapped in silvered paper. "This is just a little something from your mother and me. Your real presents come tomorrow after Santa makes his delivery." We have our own traditions like any other family. Christmas Eve is for family gifts. Christmas day is for the things Santa brings. I know the truth, but it's so much fun to just believe! "Go ahead and open it!" aunt Patty urged.

"Yes, hurry up!" Mom added. "We just had to get it for you. We know you'll love it!"

I happily tore off the paper but froze as a ball of ice seemed to form in my tummy. The foot long rectangular box was printed in Japanese, but the photograph of a naked woman, and the clear plastic sides of the box made it plain as day what it was. I stared at the silicone rubber tube and felt my face get hot. The end was molded to look like a woman's vagina. It was a sex toy! Oh my God! My own parents gave me some stupid sex toy for Christmas! They knew I'd never get a girlfriend, so I'm supposed to stick my dick in some fake rubber pussy! "That's not funny!" I shouted as tears filled my eyes.

"Where the hell's the Naruto bobble-head?" I heard Aunt Patty demand as I ran up the stairs.

"Wait! Colleen! That's not yours!" mom shouted as I slammed my door.

I threw myself on my bed and cried my eyes out. "How could they?" I sobbed into my pillow. "So I'll have lots of trouble finding someone to love. They don't have to rub it in that I'm still a fucking virgin!"

I must have cried for an hour before I heard voices through the heat duct. "Don't move!" Aunt Patty sounded angry. "You'll break the damn ribbons!"

"Oh God, Patty, I'm so sorry!" mom sobbed. "That was supposed to be a joke present for you. I was going to say you'll need it when I'm close to term!"

I nearly fell I jumped up so fast. That was for Aunt Patty? It's for when mom is close to term? What the hell is going on? "You stay still while I get Colleen. We're giving her a gift that will make her forget all about silly people who mix up things after they wrap them!"

I was opening my bedroom door as Aunt Patty came up the stairs. "You're like me?" I shouted as I ran to her. I forgot all about being upset. If what I think they were talking about is true, I'd be so very happy! "Aunt Patty, are, are you my dad? Did you do it again? Is mom pregnant?"

She froze in her tracks. "I, I meant to explain it to you." She said slowly. Running a hand through her short-cropped black hair, she continued. "I just was never sure how you'd handle the news." She looked closely at me, and took a deep breath. "You're happy now?"

"Oh yes!" I grabbed her hand and squeezed it with both of mine. "I used to pretend you were like me! I wanted you to really be related to me, not just married to mom!"

"Oh honey!" She gathered me in her arms and hugged me tight. "Yes I'm related to you. I was afraid you'd hate me for making you a hermaphrodite like I am."

"I can't hate you!" I tried to look cross, but ended up smiling. "Mom really did mean that thing for you? She wants you to stick, your, uh, your thing in that?"

Aunt Patty laughed. "You're allowed to say penis, baby girl." Her face turned really red. "Your mother and I were afraid you would be hurt if we made love late in her pregnancy when you were on the way. This was just her goofy way of telling me you're going to have a little brother or sister." She giggled. "Tell you what. If you ever want to try it, it'll be in my top dresser drawer. Okay?"

I smiled and squeezed her hand again. "If you don't think it's too weird, maybe I will try it just once." One thing was way more important though! "A baby will be wonderful! I can't wait! Maybe it'll be like us. Then she can be little sister- brother. Sort of like in the anime Maze."

"I don't know what your anime is about, but if you're happy, then I'm happy. I bet my genes, our genes will come through again." Her face took on a real odd expression. "Come on. Your mother is waiting for us. I think you're about to get more happy then you ever dreamed possible!"

They got me a Wii Fit, Too! I just know it! I've been dropping hints about it all month! "We can't keep mom waiting!" I said as I pulled Aunt Patty to the door. "Come on, I'll let you play too!"

"I pretty much had that in mind, young lady." She answered softly as we headed down the hall.

I was surprised when we didn't head for the stairs. Oh yeah. They were in their bedroom. "Mom must think I'm really mad at her." I felt ashamed of myself. I should have known it was all just some silly misunderstanding! "She's not upset with me, is she Aunt Patty?"

We were stopped in front of the closed bedroom door. "Go in and see, baby girl. I'm sure everything will be all right as soon as you guys get together.

I opened the door and smiled my best smile. "Merry Christmas mom and I'm sorry I was such a jerk before." My heart did a sudden flip and my breath caught in my throat. "M-Mom?' I squeaked as my eyes gathered in the fantastic sight on the bed. Mom was totally naked! Her hands were tied to the headboard with red and green satin ribbons. Her legs were spread VERY wide and more ribbons went from her ankles to the posts of the footboard. Her beautiful big breasts were moving and quivering with every breath she took. The nipples, both nearly as big as my thumbs, were tied with pretty little bows of silver tinsel.

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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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SRU All He Wants for Christmas

Following is a little Christmas story for your enjoyment (hopefully). This story can be posted on Fictionmania and any other free site. Happy Holidays! SRU: All He Wants for Christmas By JDCopyhack Jeff Marsden shuffled through the mall, which bustled with holiday shoppers. It was Christmas Eve, and Jeff had just finished buying a gift for his mother when he decided to stop by Video Warehouse to check out the new PlayStation games. The store was packed, as was every other...

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