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Ken held her still for a moment, his cock buried to the hilt in her mouth and throat, then guided her head back up so that his flesh slid wetly from her mouth. As her lips reached the base of his cap I remember wondering if this meant she would be able to do this to me, I knew a moment of disquiet about having such thoughts. Then Ken began to pull her down on his cock again and all thoughts faded in the excitement of the scene being enacted in front of me. Janice was still snorting as she was drawn down on the hard flesh in her mouth, but she only made a couple of gagging noises and this time when her lips had touched his groin Ken immediately guided her head back upwards. For a few minutes he kept her moving up and down on his shaft in long, slow motions and although her breathing remained ragged and short Janice eventually stopped gagging completely. This must have been what Ken was waiting for because the next downward pull was faster and firmer, gradually he increased the pace of his guiding hands until Janice was moving with hard fast motions, her lips bouncing against his groin before each back stroke. Behind her Nancy was grinding her body against Janice while her hands toyed roughly with my wife's boobs, nipples, clit and pussy, loosing her hold on a boob for a moment Nancy reached around to take Janice's free hand, drawing it behind her I watched her guide my wife's hand to her pussy. Head bobbing quickly Janice began to finger Nancy's pussy while my head spun with the erotic picture being presented to me. Then Ken moved his hands from Janice's face to her shoulders, Janice kept on moving her head without guidance and Ken leant his head back to laugh loudly, vaguely I heard laughter and comments from the others in the room, but my attention was wholly focused on what was happening with Janice.

Minutes passed, Janice rose to a climax and somehow managed to keep her mouth moving on Ken's cock throughout her moment of ecstasy. Behind Janice Nancy suddenly groaned then shuddered as my wife's moving fingers brought her to a climax and still Janice kept on moving her mouth on the cock in her mouth, her lips were now pressing crushingly against Ken's groin on each down-stroke. Ken gave a low growl of pleasure, his hands suddenly moving to Janice's face and pulling her sharply down on his erection, then his buttocks were clenching and unclenching, his hips thrusting at Janice as he came in her throat. I saw Janice's throat moving quickly as she tried to swallow his sperm as fast as it flowed, to my amazement a white foam of spittle and sperm bubbled from her lips as the excess fluids forced their way back up her throat. It seemed ages before Ken released his hold on her face allowing Janice to pull back until his glistening cock fell from her mouth. Taking a deep quivering breath Janice licked her lips and looked up at Ken's face, at the same time Nancy moved away from her and Carol moved in to stand behind my wife. Patting Janice's cheek Ken smiled then indicated that she should stand up.

Unsteadily Janice rose to her feet as Ken walked away, his place immediately taken by one of the other men. Janice looked her new partner in the eyes waiting for him to tell her what to do, moments passed without a sound other than her laboured breathing, all the time his eyes were locked on his until his eyes flickered downward once then looked back to hers. Obeying the unspoken command Janice removed the man's clothing then sank to her knees in front on him, her mouth closed around his cock then slid right down to the root of it. Behind her Carol was kneeling between her legs, her hands moving to Janice's body and Janice, without need of guidance, reached behind her to finger Carol's pussy. Now there was no music to call an end to events, each man was going to take as long as was needed for her to suck them to ejaculation. One after the other the men approached my wife, locked eyes with her and waited for her to remove their clothing and suck them off, the three women taking it in turns to play with Janice's body and be fingered by her. Each of the men had a pace and variation of movement that pleasured them the most and each would guide Janice until she had reached the desired actions; some liked her actions to be slow and soft, others liked fast and hard, but one man held her head still while he fucked her mouth like a pussy.

Watching all that was happening to my wife made my cock feel as though it would burst at any second, yet for some inexplicable reason I did not seem to be able to pass the point of near climax. My balls ached and my cock throbbed with arousal, but I did not climax as I watched my wife deep-throat cocks of all shapes and sizes. I had a brief feeling of triumph as the last man's cock sank into her throat, none of them had been as long or as wide in girth as my cock, though I did not consider myself to be over-endowed it was a gratifying moment. Nevertheless Janice was enjoying their cocks despite the lack of size, her body was in almost constant orgasm and after each man her head hung lower on her chest, her breathing grew heavier and it took her longer to climb back to her feet for the next man to take his place. Occasionally a thought would filter through my excitement at what I was watching that it would not be long before the men would be filling her pussy rather than her mouth. Accompanying that thought was the sense of relief that Janice was at least on the pill and unlikely to fall pregnant from what was to be done to her that night.

When she had sucked off the last man Janice stood swaying slightly in front of the sofa waiting for whatever was to happen next. It was therefore no surprise when Carol and Nancy came to stand by Janice, Carol in front of her, Nancy behind her. Carol looked into Janice's dazed eyes for a moment and Janice sank to her knees to suck and lick at the woman's pussy while she finger Nancy who was playing with her body. From the way my wife's chin was moving she was digging her tongue as far as she could into Carol's tunnel moving upwards from time to time to suck on Carol's clit. Seemingly ages later all three women erupted in climax, they stayed locked together for a while then Carol and Nancy switched positions, as Janice rose to her feet Ann came over to join them. Following the pattern that had already been set Janice stood for a moment looking into Nancy's eyes with Carol behind her and Ann to one side of her, as she sank to her knees in front of Nancy Carol knelt with her while Ann remained standing.

Leaning forward Janice started licking at Nancy's pussy while one of her hands reached behind her to finger Carol's pussy, both of Carol's hands went to Janice's pussy the fingers of one hand plunging into her while the fingers of the other hand rubbed at her clit. Reaching down Ann took Janice's free hand and guided it to her pussy, I don't think Janice either knew or cared who the third pussy belonged to because as soon as her hand came in contact with it she thrust a couple of fingers into the wet tunnel and began to finger-fuck it. Ann reached down to play with her sister's boobs while Janice serviced all three women, it was an unbelievable sight and had anyone claimed to have seen such a sight I would have called them a liar to their face. Now here I was watching my gorgeous wife sucking one woman's pussy while fingering two other women, one of whom was her own flesh and blood! With Carol concentrating on her pussy and Ann on her boobs it wasn't long before Janice was in the throes of a climax, I could hear her groaning, gasping and even squealing into Nancy's pussy as she somehow forced herself to keep licking and sucking at it while at the same time fingering Carol and her own sister. Janice seemed to go into one long climax as she licked and fingered the other women and even when the three had climaxed and moved away Janice crouched on the floor shuddering and gasping for breath for nearly five minutes.

Even though I was a mere spectator to these events I was breathing heavily and discovered that I was also sweating as though I had been a participant. My eyes moved from my wife's shuddering body as I saw movement out of the corner of my eye, Ken crossed the room to the sofa, his cock once again hard and erect, he sat in the centre of the seats then waited for Janice to get to her feet. Ken was smiling down at where Janice was crouched recovering from her tryst with the three women, his eyes seemed to gleam with ascendancy at the sight of the woman that up to that night had known no other man than myself; as for the idea of her being with another woman that had never occurred to either of us. In one part of my cone of vision I noticed that Janice was kneeling up then getting to her feet to await her next partner, whoever that might be, her back was to the sofa where Ken sat gloating at his control of her.

"Turn around Janice." Ken said softly.

Janice turned to face him, her chest still heaving from the events of a few minutes past, looking into Ken's eyes she stood quivering as she waited for him to tell her what he wanted her to do. In all the years I had known my wife she had always seemed so strong willed, but that night she had surrendered herself completely to these strangers. I have to admit that I felt a touch of envy as she had never been this way with me, even when we played D/s games. Ken kept her standing there for a few moments then simply pointed at a spot directly in front of him, Janice moved to the indicated spot without faltering even though I am sure that she knew as well as I did that the next act was for her to be fucked by Ken, and following him all the other men. My eyes flickered briefly to Ann's naked body as she came to stand by my side, even though I was aware of her nakedness as she put an arm around my waist and leant against me all my attention was focused on Janice.

"Make yourself cum for me." Ken said to Janice without breaking eye contact.

This was not what I had been expecting, but Janice obeyed instantly by sliding one hand to her pussy and fingering herself firmly while the other hand went to one of her boobs. Her eyes stayed fixed on Ken's as she drove herself towards an orgasm in obedience to this man's desires and he sat watching her eyes intently only briefly looking down to her body to see her actions. It was almost as though he was judging how close to a climax she was by the rise of pleasure in her eyes.

"Do you want my prick in your cunt Janice?" He asked softly as she showed the first signs of an approaching orgasm.

"Yes!" Janice gasped out through a moan of pleasure.

"Then ask for it Janice." He smiled up at her. "Ask for my prick, tell me what you want me to do with it."

Beside me Ann gave a low chuckle which made me briefly wonder if this was somehow a revenge of some sort that Ann had set up for her sister. My thoughts were short-lived though, I was too lost in watching Janice's actions and listening to her responses to Ken.

"I want you fuck me with your prick Ken." Janice gasped out. "I want to feel you inside me, fucking me hard."

"And my friends?" he smirked.

"And your friends," Janice groaned as her climax rose in her. "I want your friends to fuck me too. I want to feel their hard pricks fucking my cunt."

With those words she trembled into a climax that threatened to make her knees give way, but although her eyes half closed she still managed to keep on looking into Ken's eyes. Ann chuckled again, more of a snigger than a chuckle, I could feel the warmth of her body as she pressed tightly to my side, one of her boobs flattening against me as she part turned and hugged me. Ken's smirk became a leer as he pointed at his erect cock, Janice moved to straddle his legs reaching under her body to grasp his cock and guided it to her pussy, all the while her eyes were fixed on his. As Janice lowered herself onto his erection I felt a light touch at my groin, without looking away from the sight of my wife being penetrated by only the second cock of her life I brushed Ann's hand away. With the cap of Ken's cock lodged in her pussy Janice moved her hand up to his chest and sank down on his full length with such a groan of pleasure that my cock became even harder and my balls tightened even more painfully. For a few moments Ken let Janice set the pace, his cock sliding in and out of her sheath as she rose and fell on him, but then his hands went to her waist to guide her to a slightly faster pace. Janice was moaning and sighing with each rise and fall now, her hair fluffing to the faster and harder pace Ken had set her, her chest heaving as the stimulating sensations of another man's cock in her pussy hit her.

"What about Paul?" Ken asked as he let Janice do all the work of fucking him.

"Paul?" Janice murmured as though lost in a dream. "I want Paul to fuck me too. I want him to fuck my cunt hard."

I felt Ann touching my cock through my trousers as Janice responded to Ken's words, distractedly I brushed her hand away without moving my eyes from my wife. Call me a fucking idiot, but I felt it would be somehow betraying Janice if I let another woman touch me even though I had watched multiple men and women touching my wife so intimately.

"But you can't have Paul," Ken answered. "not while you are in this house. Isn't it unfair for you to get so much pleasure while your husband gets nothing?"

"No... yes... no." Janice groaned as she ground down on Ken.

Ken grinned at Janice's indecisive answer and began to move in time to her motions making the contact between them even firmer. My wife's head flopped back as she let out a cry of bliss, her whole body stiff and trembling as she ground down on Ken in orgasm. Still holding Janice's waist Ken continued his fucking motions making her climax even heavier and when she started to rise and fall on him again he picked up the pace even more.

"Look at Paul." Ken spoke commandingly.

Janice tilted her head to look at me, her eyes hooded in pleasure widened a little when she saw her naked sister cuddling me, I felt Ann rubbing at my erection again and once more I pushed her away. This time I looked down at her and shook my head to indicate that she should stop touching me then I looked back to my wife.

"Look at Paul, such a faithful husband," Ken's voice held a note of contempt as he spoke to Janice. "watching his slut of a wife fucking another man and still resisting the offers of another woman. Do you think it fair that he should resist temptation while you play the slut to other men?"

"Please..." Janice pleaded with her eyes fixed on me.

I don't know what her plea meant, but it strengthened my resolve to try to resist Ann's advances. Ken snorted at her words and began to push up at her with hard strokes that she matched until once again she cried out and ground down on him in climax. As Janice came Ken pulled down on her hips and thrust up with his body, with a grunt of satisfaction he had his own climax, his sperm flooding into my wife's depths, the first male juices that were not mine heating their way to her womb. Some moments later the two of them began moving again, but Ken was spent for the moment and eventually he pushed Janice off his shrinking cock and had her stand a couple of steps away from the couch. As she stood there quivering in post-orgasmic bliss sperm began to trickle from her pussy onto her thigh, Carol appeared in front of Janice seemingly from nowhere, with barely any pressure she guided Janice down to the floor on her back. Parting my wife's legs Carol knelt between them then leant forward, Janice let out a gasping moan as Carol licked the juices from her thigh then moved to her pussy. While Carol cleaned out Janice's pussy Ken knelt by her head, his cock, glistening with their mingled secretions, brushed against my wife's lips and her mouth opened to accept it. Licking and sucking Janice cleaned Ken's cock then went on to entice it back to erection, her moans and groans of pleasure from the licking Carol was giving her muffled by Ken's flesh.

"I think Ann should satisfy Paul." Ken spoke down to my wife.

Janice shook her head in the negative without letting his cock slide from her mouth.

"Don't you want your own husband to get any pleasure?" Ken asked sharply.

I watched Janice nod a positive to his question while at the same time brushing off Ann's hand from my aching cock. Ken was clearly taunting Janice, somehow he was aware that she did not like the idea of me being with another woman and seemed determined to make it happen. I wanted to be equally determined to resist the temptation offered, but I am only flesh and blood and between what I had watched so far, what I was watching now, anticipation of what was to come and Ann's constant attempts to rub my cock through my clothing I felt my resistance weakening. A tiny part of me was wishing that Janice would give in to what Ken wanted and let me fuck another woman, which made me feel guilty.

"So you want Paul to get pleasure, but only with you." Ken was saying as he began to fuck Janice's mouth with his stiffening cock.

Janice nodded in response, then she shuddered in climax, as she came Ken and Carol moved away from her leaving her writhing along in her pleasure. I saw Ken look over to the others and grin, one of the men moved towards Janice as Carol moved back to the group, but Ken remained near her.

"The slut's cunt is all yours boys," Ken commented to the room as a whole. "fuck her whatever way you like."

Janice lay on the floor watching the next man approach, her body still trembling with after shocks of ecstasy. Her new partner told her to get on her hands and knees facing me, she moved into position as quickly as she could which made Ken laugh loudly.

"Look at how eager the little slut is." He roared as the other man knelt behind her, grasped her hips and plunged his cock into her pussy.

Although in this position I could not see the cock that was lunging in and out of her pussy I could see her body moving backwards and forwards in time to his thrusts. Her eyes seemed to be unfocused most of the time, but she kept them on me, beside me Ann gave a throaty chuckle and touched my cock through my clothing, it was becoming harder to resist Ann's touches and I let her rub me for a few moments before moving her hand away yet again. Janice licked her lips as though they were dry, yet I could see that her face and body was covered in a sheen of sweat from her exertions. Ken was kneeling at my wife's side, leaning forward a little he spoke near her ear.

"You know," Ken commented. "you are a selfish cow Janice."

His words stung my wife, looking over her shoulder at Ken she gasped out. "No."

"Oh but you are!" Ken smirked at her. "Look at you, willingly letting another man fuck you while your husband watches. It's all right for you to be fucked but not him?"

"Only fantasy." Janice gasped out.

"What is?" Ken demanded. "What you are doing is no fantasy, the prick fucking your cunt is very real!"

Janice groaned as her body rose towards climax, her partner was now thrusting into her so heavily she could barely keep upright. Yet she somehow managed to answer Ken.

"Our fantasy..." she gasped out. "to see me with another man."

"Your fantasy you mean!" Ken laughed.

At that moment Janice cried out in orgasm, her body grinding back at the man fucking her who in turn pushed against her as his sperm erupted into her. Ken waited for the man to finish with Janice, then waited while Nancy sucked the juices from Janice's pussy as she sucked the man who had fucked her clean. A few minutes and another climax later one of the other men came over to Janice, he rolled her onto her back so that I was still looking along her body from the head down, parting her legs he moved between them and thrust his cock into her. With a slow, but hard pace the man started to fuck Janice and she matched his every movement by thrusting her hips up from the floor.

"Your fantasy is being fulfilled Janice," Ken continued his conversation. "not Paul's. He is letting you make your fantasy come true because he loves you, all he thinks about is your happiness. Don't tell me Paul never mentioned the idea of his being with another woman as a fantasy game."

I'm not sure that Janice was taking in all Ken was saying, her partner had stepped up the pace and she was shivering as waves of pleasure washed through her body, her head shook from side to side as her moans became louder. Nevertheless she managed a response.

"Yes" She burst out between groans. "He did... once..."

"And you went all sulky." Ken snorted as her voice fade into whimpers of ecstasy. "I bet you made such a thing of it that he didn't dare mention it again."

Janice was too far gone in pleasure to respond and Ken sat back on his heels until her partner had filled her pussy with another load of sperm. Ann moved away from me to kneel between her sister's wide spread legs as the man knelt over her head so that she could clean his cock. While Janice sucked on the cock in her mouth and her sister cleaned out her pussy Ken carried on talking, his comments centring on how negatively she had reacted to my one and only voicing of a fantasy of me and another woman. He paused again as Janice became lost in orgasmic bliss and waited until another partner had mounted her before continuing. As Janice responded to the motions of the fourth cock to take her that night Ann came back to where I was standing, her arm snaking around my back as her body pressed to my side.

"Janice, look at Paul." Ken commanded as she moved in time to the sharp thrusts of her current partner, her head tilted so that she could see me. "That poor bastard loves you enough to let YOU get what YOU want, that's fucked by other men. But you don't love him as much as he loves you, do you."

My heart skipped a beat at his flat statement to Janice, for one brief moment I wondered if what he was saying was the truth, that Janice did not love or trust me enough to let me enjoy a similar pleasure as she was experiencing. Janice's head jerked as she looked at Ken, but her body didn't pause in it's fucking motions.

"No!" She burst out breathlessly.

My heart almost stopped at her reply, sensing my discomfiture Ann began to rub at my cock again and this time I didn't have the strength to push her hand away. Janice was climaxing and Ken paused until the moment had passed, as though in a dream I felt a hand at one of my wrists, raising my hand Ann brought it to one of her boobs and pressed it to her yielding flesh.

"No?" Ken jumped in before she could gasp out anything more. "Well at least now he knows."

"Not that!" Janice gasped out as her partner thrust into her cruelly. "Didn't mean it like that!"

"So how else you could you mean it?" Ken asked as Janice showed signs of being able to comprehend again.

Breathlessly I waited for her reply, my hand was automatically rubbing and squeezing the boob under it, but my mind was barely aware of the fact.

"I love Paul." Janice almost whispered.

"But not enough to allow him to do the same as you, sample another person's body." Ken spoke triumphantly.

Janice made no reply, but her head tilted back to look at me while her body responded to the man fucking her. When she saw Ann with her hand rubbing at my cock and my hand squeezing her sister's breast Janice took a sharp intake of breath, then she looked back at Ken. As her silence drew out Ann took advantage of my distraction to undo my zip, reach into my clothes and bring my cock into the open.

"So you don't love him enough to let him fuck another woman." Ken spoke as though to encourage Janice to speak.

"I..." Janice faltered while her sister started stroking my cock.

Whatever she was thinking was driven from her mind as her body went through another orgasm, her partner pushing deep as he filled her with another load of sperm. Once again Ken fell silent while she cleaned her partners cock and was in turn cleaned out by Carol. During that time Ann was stroking her hand up and down on my aching cock while I stood there almost in shock at the thought that Janice really might not love me as much as I loved her. God knows why, but it never occurred to me to stop Ken talking as he was, I felt frozen in place.

Another man moved over to Janice, he had her get back on her hands and knees then sideways on to me so that I could see his cock reaming her pussy. This guy reached around Janice with one hand to tease her clit while he fucked her while the other grasped one of her boobs. Feeling confused and excited I watched my wife swaying in time to the hard fucking she was getting and when Ken spoke again it made me jump in surprise.

"Now Paul knows how you really feel about him." Ken taunted her. "Look at him, all hard and excited by fulfilling YOUR fantasy. And you don't love him enough to fulfil his do you. You don't give a damn if HE gets pleasure as long as YOU get it!"

Janice shook her head from side to side, but whether in denial of Ken's words or from the sensations of being fucked was not clear. An orgasm ripped through and I noted through my confusion and arousal that her orgasms were coming closer and closer together. Her partner hadn't reached his peak though and as she came down from her peak the man continued to plough into her pussy relentlessly. At the same time Ann was moving her hand on my cock more firmly while I became conscious of the feel of the boob I was playing with and how different it's ripe fullness felt to my wife's smaller, firmer breasts. Coming down from her orgasmic peak Janice raised her head to look at me, her eyes flickering open and half closed in time to the pounding of the cock in her pussy. Her eyes went to her sister's hand moving on my cock then to my hand at Ann's breast, a shudder ran through her body as her eyes met mine again before going through the whole cycle of my cock, Ann's boob and my eyes again and again. Ann sniggered as she followed her sister's eye movements, her hand moving with slow, firm strokes on my engorged flesh.

"I love Paul!" Janice suddenly cried out as another orgasm ran through her.

Behind her the man fucking her pussy groaned as her muscles clenched on his cock, his hands went to her hips and pulled her body back as he gave a final thrust into her. Janice gave a sobbing moan as his juices filled her and her head dropped to hang between her arms, her hair flopping limply down. When the man moved away from Janice Nancy moved in to lick her pussy clean while she cleaned her partners cock. Once again Ken waited for her next partner to take his place, this man used his foot to roll Janice onto her back, her legs had closed as she'd assumed the position and the man reached down to grasp her ankles, lifting her legs high he knelt down.

"Someone hold her fucking legs up!" The guy said as he knelt there holding my wife's ankles above his head, her legs spread as far as his arms would reach.

It was Ken that moved to take hold of Janice's ankles and having a longer reach he was able to spread them even further apart, with a broad grin her latest partner positioned his cock at the entrance of her pussy and plunged it in to the hilt. There was the sound of flesh slapping on flesh as their bodies met, Janice cried out then cried out again as he began to fuck her with a force that drove her down to the floor hard with every stroke. Despite the force of his actions Janice managed to match his movement and as she ground up to meet her partners thrusts Ken spoke again.

"So you love Paul do you." He said with a sneer in his voice.

"Yes!" Janice groaned as the breath was driven from her body by the cock lunging in her pussy. "I love Paul! I want him to be happy!"

An orgasm hitting her prevented Janice from saying more, but Ken was grinning as though he had won a major victory of some sort, then he looked at Ann and nodded. Ann moved in front of me, her hand still stroking up and down on my cock, my hand sliding from her boob as she moved. Looking up at me Ann grinned, leant up and kissed me lightly on the lips, with a start I looked at her, in the background I could hear Janice's voice rising and falling in ecstasy and the laboured sound of her breathing as she was being fucked.

"You heard her Paul," Ann said softly. "she wants you to be happy too."

Janice gave a loud cry that was countered pointed by a male groan, looking past Ann I saw Janice and her partner straining together in orgasmic bliss. I watched as the man withdrew from her then moved to her head so that she could suck his cock clean, with a squeeze of my cock Ann went over to her sister to clean the sperm just deposited in her from her pussy. When the man and Ann were finished with Janice they moved away, him to rejoin the others while Ann came back to me, licking her lips Ann looked at my face. A new partner was taking his place with Janice, she was still on her back with her legs splayed wide, her new partner knelt between her legs then reached down to her wrists, he guided her hands to her thighs then had her pull her legs up to her shoulders. In this position Janice's pussy was raised and this man position his cock at her pussy, his entry into her pussy was a slow sinking if his meat into her, his body pressed down on her thighs as he gradually sank his full length into her. Ann took my hands and raised them to her boobs releasing them only once I had begun to squeeze her fleshy mounds firmly, then she took my cock in her hand. Janice gave a groaning sigh as her partner finally sank to his full length in her, her head turned and I found myself looking into her eyes.

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© 2011 All rights reserved Author’s note: Here’s my story for the Winter Holidays contest. I hope you enjoy it, and votes and feedback are welcome and appreciated. Thanks to LettersfromTatyana, MugsyB and Annanova and my husband for encouragement and beta reading. ================================== Joe Naylor stared at the department store display. ‘I can not believe this.’ ‘What?’ His girlfriend, Noelle Winters, gave him a puzzled look. ‘This!’ He made a sweeping gestures with his arm to...

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Blue Christmas

‘Well, if you really need someone, I suppose I could do that—if you really need me.’ 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 off—not Clara’s remark that it was already dark, not her observation that it had begun to snow—not even her noting that it was...

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Another pussy for Christmas

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

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Christmas Story One

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

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A Fiction Mania Christmas Carol

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

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Christmas Creep

Joe Naylor stared at the department store display. "I can not believe this." "What?" His girlfriend, Noelle Winters, gave him a puzzled look. "This!" He made a sweeping gestures with his arm to indicate the shelves. "It's October fifteenth and they're putting up Christmas decorations!" He scowled at the Santas, elves, miniature trees and other Yuletide paraphernalia that sat mere feet from more appropriate seasonal wares. Pumpkins, witches, and skeletons grinned at him from their...

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Mary Christmas

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

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Itrsquos Not Christmas Without You

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

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A Christmas tale The firth

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How To Survive Christmas Alone

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

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Christmas With the Devil

“There is a beast in man that must be exercised, not exorcised.”-The Satanic Bible*It was Christmas Eve, and Jolly Old Saint Nicholas had one last job to do. A job he dreaded.He stood at an iron door in the side of a mountain at the top of the world, hesitating as he lifted a rusted key from around his neck. Did he really have to go through with it? Maybe this year, just for once, he could skip this last chore. Maybe everything would be better off if he just left well enough alone…But no.; he...

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A Naughty Christmas Carol

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

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Marys Christmas

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

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A Christmas Tale

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

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Christmas With the Devil

-The Satanic Bible *** Jolly old Saint Nicholas had one last job to do that evening. A job he dreaded. He stood at an iron door in the side of a mountain at the top of the world, lifting an old, rusted key from around his neck and wondering if he really had to go through with it. Maybe this year, just for once, he could skip this particular chore… But no. He shook his head, spilling snow from his crown of ivy. He was obligated to be charitable to everyone in need. And what...

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Marys Christmas

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

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My Christmas Wish

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

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Yet another pussy for Christmas

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

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A Merry Kyla Christmas

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

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Kismet The Christmas Elf

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

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Oh Just Fck Fckin Christmas

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

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The Cat who Came for Christmas

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

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Warming Father Christmas

Warming Father Christmas Copyright Oggbashan November 2016 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. +++ It was late afternoon on Christmas Eve. I had wrapped all the presents for the grandchildren and made sure all the ingredients for the dinner on Boxing Day were in the...

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What Do You Want for Christmas

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

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All She Wants for Christmas

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

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Christmas Journey

Christmas Journey************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan December 2011The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.It was the day before Christmas Eve in the mid 1960s. I was facing a boring Christmas sitting in my office in Devonport Dockyard waiting for...

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Merry Christmas

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

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The Christmas Surprise

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

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To Bake A Christmas Cake

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

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What Do You Want for Christmas

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

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The Ghosts of Christmas Past

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

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Christmas Overload

Joyce had barely made it back to the apartment from the grocery store where she worked as a checkout clerk and tucked the ham she’d brought home—the last one in the store—before it was time to go pick up the Christmas cake she’d ordered from Gleesons before they closed. She had already been cutting her time short—she still had to go buy a tree and figure out where she’d stashed the ornaments and lights—and she hadn’t gotten off shift when she expected to. She kicked herself for not remembering...

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A Family Christmas

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

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Searching For Christmas

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

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I Hate Christmas

(If this story ends up in the Romance category, it would be a guy’s concept of romance, so ladies, just bare with me here – I’m doing the best I can.) * I hate Christmas. Is that so wrong? I hate the stupid music, and the greedy children, and the traffic jams that begin on Black Friday and extend through New Years. And Christmas trees? What is that all about? Down here in the desert, if you put up a Christmas tree, five days later it’s a bone-dry skeleton surrounded by a pile of brown...

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Her Christmas Wish

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

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The Most Wonderful Follow Up The True Meaning Of Christmas

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

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Christmas Bah Humbug

It is only November 1, and the mall speakers are blaring Christmas music already. The Christmas season hasn’t been a favorite of mine for many years. And each year the commercialization Christmas seems to start earlier. Hell, we haven’t had Thanksgiving yet, and Halloween was just last night! The last Christmas I can remember that I actually got excited about, was nearly forty years ago. It was the last one before my mom died. Christmas was her time of the year. She saved a bit of the...

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Deja Vu Christmas

‘That’s what I saw on the TV news just now. So maybe you’d better . . .’ ‘It’s Christmas Eve, Stella,’ Nadine answered, the stubbornness in her voice almost palpable. ‘Those guys were really cute, and I’ve never skied Winter Park before. Gotta do something to get out of here.’ ‘Yeah, well, if the snow really hits up there at Berthoud Pass, there wouldn’t be any skiing, they wouldn’t find you ’til spring,’ Stella said. She was fiddling with the crooked plastic Christmas tree in the corner of...

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Christmas Story Four

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

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A Christmas To Remember

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

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The Christmas Intruder

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

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Christmas Angel0

By: beagle9690 December 2009 Gabriel: I awoke in a hospital room to sunlight dancing on the sleeping form of my angel in the chair by my bed. Her long unbound hair shone like a heavenly halo as it caressed her neck and shoulders. Peaceful and innocent in her slumber, Amy's deep contented breathing was a comfort to me knowing that she was safe. Amy is my angel, my salivation, oh how I loved my beautiful brown eyed girl... how healing her presence is to me. My heart swelled with...

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Fun Under the Christmas Tree

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

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Comforting Mom pt 6 Christmas Cruise Day 45

“Merry Christmas. How do you feel?” She yawns and stretches but replaces her hand on my cock. “Like I drank all night and had a lot of sex with a room full of women.” “Oh, me too!” She busts up laughing. “I’m not sure how any of that happened, but I’m sure if I live to be a hundred it will never happen again.” “I thought you were in college?” My turn to laugh. “It reminded me of the free love days back in the early seventies.” “I’m glad you could relive another memory.” More...

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The Christmas Turkeys

I remember that the elevator was playing Christmas Music as I rode the ten floors to the lobby. Everyone seemed to be in a festive mood except me. I was thinking that I probably should have taken the window to the ground. It would have been more scenic and solved each and every one of my problems. Being unemployed at Christmas is a bitch, but being self employed at Christmas was a roller coaster. You think you have it all covered but then the contract holder call you in. ‘Sorry Mr. Ames but we...

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The Angel A Christmas Ghost Story

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Her Christmas Wish

It was certainly no surprise then when I was sent home early from work one afternoon. The snow had started late morning, and by noon it was falling in earnest. The boss had decided to let us go shortly afterward, and as it was the last work day before Christmas, I was looking forward to getting home early and enjoying an afternoon of relaxation. What I did not count on was the increasing intensity of the snowfall and the length of time it would take me to get home. It took me nearly three...

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A Christmas Carol

Oh! But she was a mean, tight fisted, grasping working girl of the worst sort! No gentleman of wealthy means sought her by choice. No young buck in the first flush of youth seeking his first experience came to Emily! Oh no! But she cared not. She had her regular clientele of elderly fellows who seemed happy in her company, paid her well and made no special requests. On the Christmas eve in question, Sophie was as usual in her flat waiting perhaps for one final customer before shutting up...

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