Merry Christmas
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Christmas day dawned bright for Katie Shaw. Her clock radio had awakened her to the sound of Christmas carols and news of snow falling since 2:00 that morning. There must be at least three inches on the ground. The prospect of the roads being covered didn't dampen Katie's spirits as she turned on the shower while she brushed her teeth.
Stepping from the shower Katie took down the oversized towel and rubbed it briskly over her skin. She could feel the electric tingle she created as she rocked the towel in a dental floss like motion between her legs as it agitated her clitoris. As she finished drying, the image reflected in the bathroom mirror was of a full bodied woman nearing fifty with large breasts and breeder hips. She had a pleasant face of no particular distinction framed by shoulder length auburn hair. Her best feature was her emerald green eyes which naturally sparkled. Catching her reflection Katie paused for a moment and took in the sight. The wide hips set off by a full bush with tapering thighs down to well shaped calves. Her large breasts were accented by silver dollar sized pink areolas topped by pouty nipples. She patted her well defined paunch and whisper to herself, "Girl if you put this on the open market you could retire."
Instead of her usual slacks she wore an A line dress that buttoned up the front. On any other day she would have worn tights against the cold but instead she donned leg warmers and her fur lined boots. Just before leaving she put on her heavy winter jacket, scarf and watch cap along with her wool gloves.
It was an uneventful trip in the snow and Katie pulled into the lot and parked in her usual spot. She along with a few others trudged into the employee entrance of the largest veterans' hospital on the east coast. Just inside the entrance over the inner doorway was the reminder, "The Cost of Freedom is Visible Here."
As she rounded the corner she saw Ben Harris waiting for the elevator. He was stamping his feet. He had not worn boots but had on sneakers.
"Merry Christmas Ben."
"Merry Christmas, Katie," he said still stamping his feet, "Damn it's cold as a $2.00 whore."
"You should have worn boots, Ben. What were you thinking?"
"That's it. I wasn't thinking. I wasn't leaving from home and the available boots were a little small for my size elevens. You going to be working alone, again this year?"
"No. They have a first year to help me out for whatever that's worth. They don't seem to know shit anymore. What are they teaching in those nursing schools. In my day I would have been fired if I hadn't known any more than these girls do. You would think they had never seen a live patient."
"You have to admit this is not the kind of hospital that these young kids were expecting. We have a contract with their nursing school and they send them here for a year of learning patient care. The demographic here is not quite like it is at civilian hospitals. We have older vets with normal ageing concerns but on top of that many have the ravages of war that need tending. And then we have the young who are recovering from combat wounds including the loss of limbs, loss of sight and disfigurement. That's a heavy load to tote for these young kids."
"Yeah, I know you're right Ben. It's just that we owe so much to these guys. They have put it on the line for us and when these young nurses act like they are dealing with leapers it burns my ass."
"Just be patient Katie. This is an occupation that takes some getting used to. They'll get there. Remember Sue Bell? Man, talk about green but she is one of the best nurses in this hospital now."
"Yeah she sure is. And one of the best pieces of ass from what I hear. You wouldn't know anything about that would you Ben?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about Katie and thank God this is my floor. Later."
See you later Ben."
Katie went into the employee room where she had her locker. She hung up all her outer wear put her leg warmers into her boots and placed them in the bottom. She slipped her feet into her white crocs, put her stethoscope in the pocket of her white nursing dress, fixed a cup of coffee and proceeded to the nursing station.
There were only two nurses working in a wing that normally had six to eight. There were no doctors although they were on call and there were always doctors down in emergency. Ellen Brown and Karen Hopkins were having a final cup of coffee while inputting patient information into the computer before their shift was over.
"Anything special Ellen?" Katie asked as she walked behind the counter, "Hi Karen."
"No. Everything is quiet. Everyone had breakfast without incident and they are all asleep again or watching TV. I don't think the parade is on yet. That's always a favorite. I want to thank you for all us gals. We appreciate being able to have Christmas with our families."
"Glad to do it Ellen. Took me awhile to get this thing figured out but it seems to work pretty well for one day and I like to show the men how much I appreciate their service to our country."
Katie Shaw was a nursing supervisor and didn't need to work the floor on Christmas day or any other day for that matter. She had started this limited staffing three years ago and the men seemed to appreciate it and it was a day of joy for her. Only once was a man still on the floor for two Christmases running and his eyes lit up when he saw Katie enter his room that second year.
Amy Hodge walked behind the counter into the nurses' bull pen wearing a bright pink slacks and top matching outfit. She was twenty-two and had only been at the veterans' hospital since September. She was cute and perky and always wore a smile. "Hi, I'm Amy Hodge. I was told to report here for the day. I've never worked on this service before."
"Hi, Amy I'm Katie Shaw and you'll be working with me today. This is Ellen and Karen. They are just finishing up the night shift. It will just be you and me for our turn. Things should be pretty quiet. There are never any visitors on Christmas day. Everyone who visits this time of year usually finishes by Christmas Eve so it will just be us and the guys."
"How many are there for just the two of us?"
"There are eighteen. Sixteen, in eight double rooms and two in the singles. There are a couple of oldies from the Korean War, three from Iraq, two from Afghanistan and the other eleven from the Viet Nam era. One Air Force, three Marines and the rest are Army," Katie answered.
"How do you know all that?" asked Amy.
"It's all right there in their computer files. You should try it. Frequently who they are is as important as what they suffer in caring for them. They require more than just medicine sometimes. Even in high turnover wings such as this one you should know your patients."
"We're heading on out Katie," Ellen said as she and Karen walked out of the bull pen area. "Harry is probably on his second drink trying to keep those heathens from coming downstairs to where all the goodies are. Merry Christmas everyone."
"Merry Christmas Ellen, Karen," Katie and Amy said almost in unison.
"You hold down the fort here and I'm going to start in the rooms. You might want to pull up those records and give'em a look."
In the room at the end of the hall were two heart catheterization patients who had come up late yesterday and would be leaving tomorrow or the next day once their blood thinning medication had stabilized. Charles Henderson, sixty, was in the bed nearest the window and David Wilson, sixty-three, in the one nearest the door. Wilson was asleep when she entered. Katie stopped at the supply closet to get a towel and undo the top two buttons on her dress. Walking toward Charles she pulled the privacy curtain between the beds and turning to Charles said, "Merry Christmas, I'm Katie and I'm your nurse today Mr. Henderson."
"Merry Christmas Katie, you can call me Charlie."
"You picked a heck of a time to have a heart cath done, Charlie."
"Yeah, tell me about it. But it wasn't by choice. I had some chest pain and called my primary care doctor about it and she told me to come right in for the procedure. They found a blockage and put in a stint and now I'm on some heart medicine."
"You're lucky they could do the stent yesterday; most of the time you have to come back because not all cath doctors do stents. Doctor Tropico must have been working the cath lab yesterday. Here let's have a look at the wound site," she said moving the covers down below his knees. Below his left knee was a vacant space where his lower leg should have been. He was wearing a gown and no bottoms or underwear.
"How'd you get that little souvenir, Charlie?"
"During the Tet I stepped on a Gook mine. Took the leg off just clean as a whistle. Spent six months in a VA hospital and I walked out under my own power. I hardly realize it was ever there."
The right side of his groin had a large bandage firmly adhered. It covered the area in his crotch where the catheter had entered the carotid artery.
"The nurses did a nice job shaving you. They left you nice and smooth," Katie said as she rubbed back and forth over his cock as if checking for stubble. While grasping his cock with one hand with the other she peeled back the corner of the bandage to be sure that there was no bleeding. She could feel Charlie growing in her hand and smiled as she replaced the bandage.
Charlie lay almost frozen in silence afraid to speak least she let go of his hardening cock. His jaw was hanging open but no sound came from his mouth. It had been so long since anyone had fondled his cock. God, how he missed it.
Then looking down at his erection in her hand she asked, "You have a nice one Charlie. Would you like me to help you with this?"
"Oh, God yes, please."
"Maybe this will help," Katie said as she opened one more button on the dress and took out a very large breast and leaning over placed it on Charlie's face.
Charlie held it to his mouth with both hands and sucked her nipple into his mouth while Katie stroked his cock to a full erection. Without any hair it felt like velvet as she ran her hand from its base up the shaft and over the head and down again. As she came up she closed her hand around the head over and over until she could feel him shiver and then she took a firm grip and began steady rhythmically increased stroking until his sucking on her nipple become frantic and his moaning told her he was ready to let go. She reached for her towel just in time as he grunted and started pumping his hips and cock against her grip as hard as he could. She maintained a firm grip as Charlie fucked her hand until at last he collapsed back on the bed exhausted
Katie put her breast back inside her dress and after cleaning Charlie she leaned over and kissed the head of his wilting cock and smiled and waved as she left the room saying "Merry Christmas Charlie."
Charlie was still too much in shock to answer but he lay there with a smile on his face and waved back.
As she worked her way back to the nurses' station Katie bestowed her special Christmas gifts on six more of her patients. There were four more hand jobs and two blow jobs. The blow jobs were for an oldie from the Korean War and a young kid from Afghanistan. The old guy needed the help just to get semi hard and she was only able to get him off with her mouth, something she had learned her first year. The young kid she did because he had never had a blow job. Everyone got to play with and suck her tits.
When she got back to the nurses' station Amy was still going over files on the computer. Katie could tell from the notepad beside the keyboard that Amy had been taking notes. A good idea for a new girl thought Katie.
"How was everyone?" asked Amy as Katie entered the bull pen.
"They all seem happy and in good spirits. Lots of smiles and good cheer."
"Good spirits must be hard to come by on Christmas in the hospital."
"Hard? Yes, I would definitely say it's been hard for them. At least those I've seen so far. I think I'll have a snack," Katie said as she took a pack of cheese crackers from her bag. She put them on the table as she got up to get a cup of coffee.
When Katie returned Amy looked up from her notes and asked, "How do you do it Katie? All these guys with old wounds, with missing limbs, with deformities and needing so much care. When I finish nursing school I'm going to a nice hospital where the patients just need to take their medications and have their pillows fluffed."
Let me tell you something Amy. It's because of these guys that you are able to go to nursing school and be able to go to a nice hospital and fluff pillows."
"What're you talking about they don't have anything to do with me going to school. My daddy takes care of me and makes it so I can go to nursing school."
"Your daddy my ass. It's because of these guys that you have the freedom you do. It is their sacrifice that makes it possible for you to turn your back on them. I've got to the bathroom and throw up," Katie said as she left the nurses' station.
"Damn stupid ass kids, when will they learn what they owe these people? Ah, hell maybe I was too hard on her. It's not her fault. No one ever taught her. Shit, now I have to say I'm sorry and I hate that."
As Katie was about to apologize Amy spoke up. "I'm sorry Katie I guess I wasn't thinking very clearly in what I said. You are right we do owe them our gratitude and I'm sorry. I wish there were something I could do."
"You really mean that? The part about wanting to do something for them?"
"Yeah, I do."
"How old are you?"
"Twenty-two."
"Ever had sex?"
"Are you serious, of course I've had sex, so what."
"Well, you said you wanted to do something. There are four young boys spread out in four different rooms that I'm sure would like to feel your touch; would like to have you give them a special Christmas present. The one in 267 can't use his arms yet. Both of his shoulders were dislocated when his vehicle hit a mine. He's the only survivor. He could use some help with a hand job. The one in 269 lost a leg above the knee. I'm sure he would like to feel that someone cares enough that his leg doesn't repulse them. The other two have shrapnel wounds. The boy in 256 lost one of his balls to it. I'm sure he would like to feel someone's hand holding the one that's left."
"You want me to jerk off these guys as a Christmas present. Is that what I hear?"
"No. I want you to want to jerk them off or give them a blow job. I want you to see how much you owe them and that these small kindnesses will mean so much to them and it may make you feel good in the process. Look at you. You've what? A C cup with a nice little bubble ass in the making. You're cute. Just what young boys dream of. Old boys too. This is one day a year for you to do something great, and it's fun. Every woman I know of likes the feel of an erect dick"
"Assume for a minute that I agree. How would I go about it?"
"You go to the room like you are going to check their condition. You pull the privacy screen between the beds. These guys sleep a lot so in all likelyhood the other patient will be out of it but if they are not it won't matter. Make small talk and work their bottoms off if they have any on. Most don't. You can start with the boy with the missing ball. It will be necessary to handle his scrotum and cock in checking on his injury, so once you're holding that cock you should be able to take it from there. Believe me when I tell you that no one is going to complain about you servicing their cock and you may find that you like it. Today you can get away with it because there is no other staff. Just you and me."
Katie could almost hear the gears grinding as Amy was thinking of stroking new and different cocks and no one would know.
"OK, I'll do it. I'll start with the boy in 256 and see how it goes from there."
Katie watched as Amy took the first step of a new journey. "Hell, maybe if I can get a few more we can start up an auxiliary and have meetings and everything," she chuckled to herself.
Katie decided that she would go ahead and eat her half sandwich and boiled egg while Amy was gone. She didn't think she would get time later what with having to hurry to get the gifts all delivered. About thirty minutes later just as Katie was finishing her lunch Amy came back to the station all grins and beside herself.
"Well, how did it go?"
"It was wonderful. He actually cried real tears when I was holding his one ball and jerking him off. I got so carried away I sucked his cock. He just kept thanking me."
"And how was it for you?"
"Oh, it was great. He was all long and smooth with a funny little head. He was at least five inches."
"If five inches is long you are in for some pleasant surprises, Amy. Have you ever played with a guy's cock that was uncut?"
"If you mean uncircumcised, no I haven't. Why is it so different?"
"The head will come peeking out of the skin that covers it. Most will come out all the way when you skin them down. Some don't and some come part or all the way out when they get hard. You'll see. Would you like to try one and see how you like it?"
"Yes I like new things. You know who they are?"
"Sure. There are three in the wing now. David Wilson is the first bed in the room down at the end of the hall. He is sixty-three and as far as his records indicate he has no erectile dysfunction. He had a heart cath yesterday so he will only have a bandage on and no bottoms to deal with. You will have to come in contact with his cock in checking his bandage so it should be a piece of cake. Did I tell you about using a towel."
"No, but I figured I needed something so I used one with one nut. OK, wish me luck."
"If I'm not here when you get back just go to the next boy. Oh and if you want more just ask me who is available when we see each other next."
As it turned out once Amy got started there was no stopping her. After David Wilson she waited at the station for Katie rather than go to the next boy.
"How was Mr. Wilson?"
"Like nothing I would have imagined. It was really something."
"Didn't you work on cadavers in nursing school?"
"Yes but they were all shriveled up old men who were circumcised and most were black."
"Mr. Wilson is black."
"But definitely not shriveled up and not circumcised. He was at least six inches long and so silky feeling. I thought I was going to cum just from the feeling of the skin on his cock sliding back and forth over the head. The head of his cock is pink. It's not black like the shaft. It looks almost like a white mans. He had tight little balls up close to his body. Is that strange for his age? He wanted to play with my breasts so I unbutton my top and my bra unhooked in front and let him feel them. He was so tender with them. Not rough like the high school and college boys I've been used to."
"The older we get the more sensitive we are to the sexual feelings of our partners. You may get spoiled by the elderly when it comes to sex. Oh, you may as well put your bra in your bag until shift is over now that you having contact with the men. I didn't bother to wear one today. What did you decide about the older men? Or do you just want to stick with the young."
"I'm willing to take some of the older men as well. Could I have the two that are uncut or did you want them?"
"No, that's all right. You can have them. I'll take the boy in 267 that can't use his arms and you have the other two plus the two uncut men. I'll get the other three older guys and that will be the entire eighteen. We should finish up with a little time to spare before the overlap of the next shift."
"OK, I'm going to start with a young, then an uncut, then a young and finish with an uncut. See you later."
Katie started with Henry Hobson in 267. He was resting quietly when she came in. She pretended to study his chart and then went to the far side of the bed and removed his covers to the foot of the bed. Henry stirred awake. "It's only me, your nurse," Katie whispered as she pulled his gown down from the top and up from the bottom. She could see she surgery scars and the hardness of his stomach. She began by rubbing his chest and stomach. How does that feel?"
"It feels great. The best I have had in days, no longer."
"And that?" she asked as she moved her hands down to his crotch with one hand on each side of his balls forcing his highs apart so that his balls dropped into her hand and his cock into the other. She didn't tease him with her tits because she knew he couldn't play with them but she did get up on the foot of the bed on her knees and bending over placed his erect cock between her big tits and let him fuck between them.
His cock was long enough that it popped from her tits so the head was hitting her lips. Each time it came up she darted her tongue out to meet and lick it. She could see it was driving him crazy and he was trying to push further with each stroke trying to get it in her mouth. She let just the tip past her lips and out again. Then she released her tits and took a firm hold and began to jerk him off. He was a nice size of about six inches. She had him so worked up that it didn't take many strokes before he was moaning and she could feel the heat in his balls about to push out and she deftly caught his load in her ever present towel. After milking him dry and cleaning him up she kissed his cock and wished him a Merry Christmas as she left the room.
At Katie's last stop Tim Waters, seventy-five, was in one of the single rooms. His bed, around the corner, was not visible from the door. He was a widower and had been there a week. They were trying to get his Coumadin intake regulated so he could go home. She grabbed a towel off a rack as she entered.
"Mr. Waters I'm Katie Shaw and I'm your nurse for today. How are you, is there anything I can do for you?"
"Hi, Katie, you're not going to prick me are you?"
""Well, you should never pass up a good prick I'm told."
"Then a good prick it will be."
"I just bet it will be Mr. Waters. It says on your chart that no one has checked on you today so let's have a look," Katie said as she pulled the covers down. She raised his top and could see the signs of the bruising on his stomach partially hidden by the pajama bottoms. She slipped her hand down his bottoms to feel for lumps. He started at her touch.
"Did that hurt?"
"No. As a matter of fact it felt pretty good. It's been a long time since I've had a woman's hand down there."
"Raise your hips Mr. Waters and let's take a look," she said as she took hold of his pajamas and pulled them down below his knees. With his pants down she immediately noticed two things. Part of his leg had been blown away and lying right next to the scar resting on a large scrotum containing his balls was a five inch flaccid cock. Her eyes opened wide as did her mouth at the sight and she looked up at Mr. Waters who, with all the signs of a leer, looked her right in the eye. She held his gaze for a moment.
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Back in the summer of 1980, I was a restless young man. I was a 19-year-old with a natural curiosity and a cocky attitude. The summer of 1980 was also the last summer I had before going off to college. I had taken a year off after high school and felt I needed to make the most of my time off. That meant work hard and play even harder. I had taken a job as a carnival worker, or carnie as they are known, in order to get a chance to travel and see the country. I had taken the summer off and on a...
Straight SexI was moping around the house when my younger sister, by a year, came into the living room. Bev didn't have my problems. Everything was easy for her. She was almost 2 inches taller, had light brown hair that was usually in a pony tail and easily attracted whatever guys interested her. Where I was short and skinny, Bev was tall and more of a cheerleader type. And to top it off, she was every bit as smart as me. "What's up Pete?" "Nothing. Same old shit." "Bummer. So, what do yo want...
âHey, where you going?â my wife called out as I rounded up my keys from the top of my dresser. âNone of your business,â I said. âI just have a couple of errands to run.â âOoh, mysterious errands,â she said, walking into the bedroom. âAre you going to get a Christmas present for little old me?â âShould I?â I said, putting on my best innocent look. She sidled up next to me, took my arm, and wiggled around a little bit. âWell, Iâll be thinking of you while youâre gone,â she said. Yes, I was...
The Magic Of Christmas By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Meyers "Oh so you are awake?" said his mother poking her head in his room. "Morning honey. I hear the tv on." "Yeah, I didn't sleep so well," said Brayden rubbing his eyes. "Too excited about Christmas," said his mother coming in. "Well that and what I told you last night," sighed Brayden. "I still feel horrible." "Well not that I want to be negative on Christmas but you should honey," said his mother folding her arms....
Are you looking forward to a merry Christmas this year? Of course, you are! But how is that supposed to happen when you have to deal with family over the holidays? Fuck, you canât even say âthe holidaysâ without some dipshit falling over and having a heart attack because you used the phrase âthe holidaysâ instead of Christmas.Do you know what stands between you and a peaceful, fantastic Christmas? Well, people! People ruin everything. So instead of dealing with people over Christmas, the...
Big Tits Porn SitesI know what youâre thinking. Itâs Christmas time, so that means lots of snow with carols and an unlimited supply of hot chocolate. But in reality, with mother nature never being able to make up her mind. Itâs a semi chilly boring night, filled with the usual run of the mill people, scurrying about spending all their money. On the plus side, I have the night off, and Iâm able to spend it with my beautiful baby girl as she lounges around in a loose tank that her mouth-watering breast keeps...
BDSMBy PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 Chapter 1 As my eyes opened on Christmas morning, I felt as if a weight had been lifted. As usual, Dakota was all snuggled into me and Jill had her back to my back. I woke both my sleeping beauties with little kisses. I started first with Jill. She wore herself out the past couple of days getting Diane ready for the wedding. I gently kissed her neck, her shoulders, and her chest. My fingers gently glided over her beautiful body. It took a few minutes but...
A Slave for Christmas A Slave for ChristmasSynopsis?I could scarcely believe the other girls in the office hated me that much, but there I was on a stage, naked, manacled and gagged waiting to be auctioned as a house slave for the Christmas to New Year period. And I?d had no say in the matter.? A Slave for Christmasby obohobo WarningsPlease take note!The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only. MF NC. Spanking If you are underage or offended by...
âWell, if you really need someone, I suppose I could do thatâif you really need me.â Clara tried to make her reluctance quite clear, but Elizabeth was having none of that. She just cheerily plowed along, working on getting Clara on the road to fill in for no-shows among the volunteers at the soup kitchen where Elizabeth was working that evening. Nothing had put her offânot Claraâs remark that it was already dark, not her observation that it had begun to snowânot even her noting that it was...
Another pussy for Christmas ***** In "A pussy for Christmas," Paul asked for a pussy for Christmas, without realising that "pussy" has a double meaning. In this sequel Paul, now Paula, visits her cousin Joseph, who turns out to have a very similar wish. (You don't really need to read "A pussy for Christmas," but it helps. If you want to, just click the author link at the top of this page and it should be easy to find). ***** Paula looked into the bathroom mirror and...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Mary wraps herself up in lights as a Christmas present for Paul = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = * * * * * * * * * * * * Mary read the text on her smart phone. âBoarding, see you around ten.â Paul would be home for Christmas. She normally didnât mind the amount of travel he did with his job, but the just-before-Christmas annual company planning meeting had always irked her. Paul was always gone for the three days before Christmas. He had...
Introduction: The magic of Christmas is in the giving For reasons of my own, I no longer allow comments, nor do I make them. If you would like to offer a critique, please send me a pm. I can only improve with your very valuable input. This is my entry to Calling All Writers, Chapter 9. Please join our website and go to the Sex Stories Forum to enjoy more stories, and to vote. Mary pulled up next to the barn at Nicks Christmas Tree Farm, the first Saturday of November. The farm opened for...
Mary pulled up next to the barn at Nickâs Christmas Tree Farm, the first Saturday of November. The farm opened for business the weekend before Thanksgiving. Mary had worked each season for the past seven years, and always came out a week early to walk through the fields of evergreens. It was the slowest time of year for her design business and this seasonal job allowed her to utilize her creativity. The sun felt warm on her shoulders, while the air was cool against her face. The dried autumn...
This is a sequel to my previous two Christmas stories, "A pussy for Christmas" and "Another pussy for Christmas". You don't have to have read them first, but it helps. Just click on "Paula Girl" and you will find a list of my stories, including those two. ***** As she had the previous year, 14 year old Paula looked in the mirror and smiled, as she looked forward to Christmas. Paula was growing into a very beautiful young woman. Over the past year, she had graduated from an A cup...
Winter had finally arrived and the snow was falling generously outside. It looked so serene as the white fluffy specks fell graciously to the ground as I looked out my kitchen window. The fresh coffee brewing sent the aroma through the air of the kitchen and brought my senses more to life as I waited for the dark liquid to finish dripping so I could pour some in my awaiting mug on the counter. I knew it would warm me up. It had too. Looking out the window made me feel the coldness surround...
Straight SexI think I was five or six when the magic of Christmas began to be destroyed for me. Before that, it was all sitting on Santaâs lap, parades, Christmas village at the mall. Small, penny candy canes were for the asking and there was always a tree. Never the greatest tree but we generally didnât have a Charlie Brown tree either, so yeah, it was a Merry Christmas at the Thompson house. Ah, sorry ⌠apartment. We lived in an ancient apartment building in midtown. To a kid growing up it was a...
On a cold and rainy Christmas Eve, in a small house by a large patch of woods, a small but close-knit family sat drinking hot chocolate and cider around the fireplace. In the corner stood a modest Christmas tree, glowing with colored lights, glass balls, and tinsel. Underneath the tree was a small pile of presents. Outside, the wind soughed in the trees and rain pattered against the window, but the family was snug and warm in its little house. There were just three of them: a mother, a father,...
Warming Father Christmas Copyright Oggbashan November 2016 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. +++ It was late afternoon on Christmas Eve. I had wrapped all the presents for the grandchildren and made sure all the ingredients for the dinner on Boxing Day were in the...
âYou just donât have any sense of adventure anymore,â complained Debbie. âLike all those muggers and murderers you deal with everyday?â I wanted to know. âIt has nothing to do with my job,â she replied. âAnd for your information it is usually burglars that Iâm involved in catching, not murderers. The problem is with you. Ever since you finished acting school, all you do is sit around here and mope. I donât mind about the fact that you canât contribute much to the rent, but I just donât get any...
âPlease Mommy! Canât we go see Santa?â 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 â no begging â her to pick up those special cheese nut balls that only Hickory Farms sold in the mall during Christmas. Victoria had agreed before she realized two things: first, it was Christmas Eve, and second, the twins would want...
Anal"You just don't have any sense of adventure anymore," complained Debbie. "Like all those muggers and murderers you deal with everyday?" I wanted to know. "It has nothing to do with my job," she replied. "And for your information it is usually burglars that I'm involved in catching, not murderers. The problem is with you. Ever since you finished acting school, all you do is sit around here and mope. I don't mind about the fact that you can't contribute much to the rent, but I just don't get any...
Straight SexTrevor Lloyd was the nicest man Iâd ever known. He was kind, compassionate and genuinely cared about other people. So it was no surprise to me or the rest of the neighbourhood that he couldnât bear to leave his wife of fifteen years when he found out she was having an affair. The rest of us, including his children, all knew what was going on, but no one was willing to break the poor guyâs heart and tell him. Mr Lloyd had a few house staff who he was extremely generous to. He had a housekeeper...
Under the pale light of stars, minister Steve Bogan drove stealthily to a nearby motel. It was daybreak on Christmas Eve, and Steveâs only time to get away from his wife, who staying at his brotherâs house for the morning taking care of his two small children. Although Steve and June had been married six years, the spice had gone out of their relationship and things had become very humdrum. The first few years of their union had been blissful, with many trips to the Enchanted Place for frantic...
(If this story ends up in the Romance category, it would be a guyâs concept of romance, so ladies, just bare with me here â Iâm doing the best I can.) * I hate Christmas. Is that so wrong? I hate the stupid music, and the greedy children, and the traffic jams that begin on Black Friday and extend through New Years. And Christmas trees? What is that all about? Down here in the desert, if you put up a Christmas tree, five days later itâs a bone-dry skeleton surrounded by a pile of brown...
The Most Wonderful Follow-Up: The True Meaning Of Christmas By Katharine Sexkitten I left the security guard clothes in the public washroom. They smelled. In fact they reeked. No doubt about it. Up until earlier this morning, I would have thought the odor was unusual, and not altogether attractive. Now I thought they smelled like heaven. They were completely covered in my own cum, more or less dried. I remember vividly making the mess. It was more cum than I'd ever...
WISH IT COULD BE CHRISTMAS EVERY DAY.Outside the world was white and frosty with the North wind blowing great gusts of snow this way and that depending on its mood. But in a small bungalow way out in the middle of nowhere recently wed Ted and Alice were enjoying their first Christmas morning together opening their presents...Ted opened his last gift to discover a box full of multi-colored golf balls staring back at him. He lent over and kissed his new wife who was sat on the sofa beside him as...
SpankingI let the cabover Mack tractor snake its way along the 2 lane highway, enroute to another delivery. Another day another delivery followed by another pickup, same story different day; the only thing that changed were the cities involved. Today I'd delivered in northern Kentucky, a load of glass bottles. My pickup was a load of food at a Cincinnati warehouse, bound for a distribution center in Charleston, WV. It was a useless little load, the goods involved were cheap and the miles were short, so...
FetishHello, all. It's been a while. A lot of things have happened since we last spoke. The massage parlor was sold to my friend Deb, who moved it to a stand alone building. That gives our customers more discretion, especially vocally. She made me the manager, so now I'm there quite a bit. I also moved, I bought a new house in town. My boys love it, and so do I. Now, on with my story.Last Friday, I had the morning off, and wanted to finish up some holiday shopping. I woke up hornier than normal, but...
Straight SexI'm sipping a fresh brew of hot cocoa on Christmas Eve when the knock sounds on my door. I start out of my reverie and spill some of the contents near the top two buttons on my new blouse. Wisely, I set my mug on the coffee table before throwing my hands up in frustration.The knock sounds again, and I wonder who would be at my door in this weather. The snow's been falling in sheets ever since I got out of classes for the day, and the Midwest winter dark is out in full force. I amble toward the...
Merry ChristmASS, Bitch Boy! The holidays were upon us. I had spent the last three months of my life as the personal sex slave of Brittany Andrews and Chantz Fortune. By now I was used to the chores, and the beatings, and constantly servicing and being fucked by their various strapon dildos. However, I never got used to the humiliating situations that they placed me in on a daily basis. Little did I know the worst was yet to come. I was trimming the Christmas tree, wearing nothing...
Hey all, this is me deepika (name changed as my boyfriendâs wish). And those who havenât read my previous stories, please go through âMerry times with my boyfriend part 1 and 2â. All feedbacks are welcomed at So let me continue from the last part. As we already had two nice sessions, one on the corridor stairs and other at dining table, we both were damn horny and eager for more. As my man Rahul was in Shorts showing his well built body, I was just in a slutty girls costume with a thin chain...
Gay MalePlease give your feedback at Iâm Deepika (the name changed as suggested by my dear boyfriend), a 21year old boy studying at a college in Cochin, Kerala. So this my second part of the story. Readers who havenât read the first story please read âmerry times with boyfriend 1â (link on top) Now just revising about my story. As said earlier, Iâm deepika. Am a pretty straight boy in public but a wild, naughty mistress for my man Rahul. Coming to my body stats, I have a perfect soft hairless body...
Gay MaleStruggling to walk home from the vast amount of free alcohol drunk at his works end of year Christmas party, Gary staggers gradually. Throughout the night, Gary had made himself look the fool with his attempts to sweet talk his female work colleges. With the amount of alcohol that was in his blood stream, he was past acknowledging that he was going home alone. He had taken a route along the esplanade on the beachfront. The dimly lit street had a gloomy feel from the street lights. Gary walked...
VoyeurJim finished wrapping the packages late Christmas Eve. He started to take the packages down to the pickup truck. He was glad that he had had a fiberglass bed cover put on the pickup as they were predicting snow for later tonight. He had the cell phone clipped to his belt in case Jessica called. It took several trips to get all of the presents into the truck and he had to put the presents that he had bought Jessica, earlier in the day, into the front next to him. He went back inside and waited...
âThatâs what I saw on the TV news just now. So maybe youâd better . . .â âItâs Christmas Eve, Stella,â Nadine answered, the stubbornness in her voice almost palpable. âThose guys were really cute, and Iâve never skied Winter Park before. Gotta do something to get out of here.â âYeah, well, if the snow really hits up there at Berthoud Pass, there wouldnât be any skiing, they wouldnât find you âtil spring,â Stella said. She was fiddling with the crooked plastic Christmas tree in the corner of...