Altered Fates A Christmas Tale
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A Christmas Tale (The Fifth) Chapter 01 Walter and Laura Walter. "An introvert yes he's definitely a bit of an introvert," I say to my wife as I look out of the window into next door's back garden. "Who is dear?" I look over to my wife of nearly sixty years, she's currently standing at the sink and is straining cooked black currents through a muslin cloth. "The young lad next door; Graham I believe his name is." "Oh yes I watched him the other day, I think he was building...
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...
Nicholas's promise (A Christmas tale the third) Chapter 1 Tyler Tyler Monroe was what could easily be described by the casual observer as a thug, a vandal and, at present, a borderline criminal. He was the scourge of the neighbourhood and had been throughout his teen years. His neighbours were nervous of him, and his friends, as he terrorised the local estate with his gang. Tyler, who would be twenty on his next birthday, it seemed was now destined for a life of petty crime and...
My uncovered nipples were perky and poking straight out of my chest my pussy was ready it was really quite wet I hoped he would fuck it, that would be best. Often had I wondered and thought of this night, this time I would catch him I thought with delight. Once caught I would show him and for himself he would see what a wonderfully naughty girl I could be. When finally I heard him it seemed like a dream, I knew if I waited I would miss him and his big throbbing beam. So softly I slipped...
A Christmas Tale. A short festive story by Kyorii pilau. It was Christmas eve, I looked up at the clock on the wall from my desk, the clock showed the time at 20:31. "Oh well looks like it's going to be a while yet," I said to myself as I got up and went over to the vending machine at the other side of the large open plan office. At the machine I selected a cup of coffee and inserted coins, the machine sprang into life its...
Kelsey’s confessions - Chapter 1 Chapter One - Christmas 2013 with my stepbrother – Introduction – How it started It seems surreal to think a year has passed since that night, Christmas eve, 2013, when my world changed so quickly and dramatically. First let me introduce my stepbrother and myself. In virtually every aspect, Michael and I were normal, typical teenagers. Michael and I were close; we fought; we shared some things and we also kept other things quite private. There was nothing...
TabooThe trip had started with promise but so far it's reality had gone from bad to worse through an almost unbelievable series of events. Canceled flights, delays, and now the storm delay. I won't bore you with all of the details. Suffice it to say that it was christmas eve and late enough that the airport was down to only a few travelers and employees who either had no life or drew the short straw. The incoming plane for my flight was delayed and so I sat in relative silence and continued...
Jingle bells! Jingle bells! Jingle all the way! The sound of the holiday song hit Gunther's ears like an ice drift on the open sea. He tried to open his booze-laden eyes to see who was making the racket and saw it was the blasted elves again. Those holiday-enthused cretins were so full of Christmas spirit that they made a nuisance at this time of year as far back as he could remember. He wanted to shout out for them to cease and desist before he made them into little pieces of elves all...
A CHRISTMAS FAIRY TALE by DebWeb Dedicated to the hidden child, who resides in all of us. I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine: There sleeps Titania sometime of the night, Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight; And there the snake throws her enamell'd skin, Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in WILLIAM...
HumorI dreaded going to my wife’s company Christmas party, but there was no getting out of it. Alice had been at her new job less than a year and was soaring to the top of the corporate chain. Her promotions were coming at the rate of almost every other month. I was happy for her, as she brought plaques of praise, letters of appreciation, and even cash bonuses. I was also happy for the extra income she was getting, in fact, she now made a lot more than I did. All of this success came with...
I dreaded going to my wife's company Christmas party, but there was no getting out of it. Alice had been at her new job less than a year and was soaring to the top of the corporate chain. Her promotions were coming at the rate of almost every other month. I was happy for her, as she brought plaques of praise, letters of appreciation, and even cash bonuses. I was also happy for the extra income she was getting; in fact, she now made a lot more than I did.All of this success came with a price;...
This story is meant as an erotic fiction, not real life. Nikki loved Christmas. She loved everything about it. She loved the music, the presents, the food and of course, she loved Santa. It was Friday, 2 weeks before Christmas and Nikki was home alone at night. He parents, Leslie and Trish, were at Leslie’s office party. Per Trish’s request, Leslie went dressed as Santa. Trish has always had a strange Santa Clause fetish and loved her husband dressing like the mythical Father...
Tales of a Hustler---All I Want for Christmas“All I Want for Christmas is a ten inch dick” LOL that fits perfect with “two front teeth” It was Christmas eve, and the middle of the week. I couldn't go home, cause I would need off more than 1 day. Mom said it's no big deal—she had volunteered to pull a double at the diner anyway, and she said Dustin didn't spend much time at the house anyway. Said she didn't know where he was most of the time. I told her I would get home the weekend, and I would...
The lullaby of 24th street haunted my steps. A far off siren heralding yet another robbery gone bad. Laughter fueled by too much liquor and swearing fed by frustration. Voices raised in anger, seething with barely contained violence. The sound of a bottle shattering into a billion pieces on the side walk across the street. Hip hop or RnB exploding from a bar every time the door opened. And always, the frightened pitter patter of my heart every time I heard footsteps behind me. Eastside, baby....
Group SexAll good Christmas stories are required to begin “Twas the night before Christmas and the woods I did travel;” well sort of anyway. In all seriousness I did my traveling on Christmas Eve as so many others do. My destination was the home of my father and mother. We would all converge on the family home with stars in our eyes, gifts in our cars, and delightful thoughts of a family Christmas. Don't get me wrong, I don't always go home for Christmas, I'm 31 after all, and far beyond believing in...
IncestA Christmas Tale Prologue Quietly dozing in the lovely summer afternoon's heat, the butterflies dancing around the lavender bushes, the bees searching for honey and the drone of myriads of insects it is all still just as surrealistic and impossible to understand now as it was at the very beginning.... Chapter 1 Before going to work every morning I would as usual peek anxiously into the bedroom of my former hard working, hard drinking and lifelong Irish pal Brendan Mulligan,...
Chapter 2 For a few moments I just couldn't take the dreadful news in yet desolate as I realised I always would be I knew that my world had just come to a sudden end too, very much doubting how long I could continue on alone now that she was gone for ever. Suddenly I broke down and began crying my heart out and if Maureen hadn't been there I don't know what I would have done, because she immediately put her arms around me and pulling me into her shoulder and patting my back gently...
Chapter 8 Now that I'm hopefully becoming a fairly successful writer of the odd short novel and perhaps one day even a small play, I was in Dublin a couple of days ago for a meeting with my new publisher. Afterwards, having quickly dropped off a bulk order to a large tourist shop in central Dublin who now had sole agency rights and thanks solely to Siobhan had just given me a nice fat cheque showing a very healthy profit, I realised I still had plenty of time to visit my old firm for...
The next day, Theresa was at our door at eight am. I answered the door. She walked in. "Where's Pyx?" she asked urgently. "She's fixing breakfast. And you're still dressed." The nun took off her habit, hastily. All her sense of modesty around me was gone. "Vonda can help you with your grooming." Theresa looked past me. "No. I'm fine." "Are you sure? I'll inspect you, right now. If you are found wanting I WILL punish you." This made her pause. "Maybe, Vonda should take a...
It was Christmas Eve and I was alone. Like most people, I was drinking quite heavily and giving my liver a good kicking with glasses of whiskey. I wasn’t much of a whiskey fan but I needed something a bit harsher on the tongue than my regular favourite of vodka and coca cola or amaretto and cranberry juice. The radio blasted out every Christmas song you could imagine and in my drunken state I was singing along with them horribly. Most of them, I only knew a few words but it didn’t stop me. Over...
Straight SexJock Tales—Jr YR—Christmas Eve After Thanksgiving went kinda slow, not much happening—at least not much in the getting my dick sucked category. I sneaked over to moms house a week later, and put the lights up on the house, then went and got a tree and dragged it inside. I went back Christmas Eve, and playing Santa Clause, after Jennie called to report Dustin had finally gone to bed. I got him the most awesome BMX mountain bike, all aluminum—he became the envy of the whole neighbor hood. It was...
The next morning, after breakfast, I was watching some cable news with Vonda at my side; when I realized that I hadn't seen my other slave for a while. "Pyx? Where are you?" I called. She called from the bathroom, "I'm almost ready, Master. I'll be out soon." This intrigued me. "What are you doing?" "It's a surprise," she said in a sing-song tone, not typical of her. Now, she really had my attention. "I think you'll like it, Master." I turned off the TV and watched the...
Christmas was only another three days away. Thankfully, my wife and I have never been swept up in the frenzy of shopping and preparations that far too many people manage to get themselves embroiled in. That’s not to say that we don’t enjoy the Christmas season. We’re not religious in any sense of the word but we do embrace the spirit and the feelings which it engenders. Much the same holds true for her family, and we do make the effort to get together over the season. My wife, Lana, and her...
Group SexMy wife and I have been happily married for several years and have a very active sex life. We are perfectly matched, as I am a dominant and she is quite submissive. Although she is often shy, once she gets worked up she becomes a sex crazed a****l. It's a wonderful transformation to see and one I put to good use on a regular basis.This one particular weekend, I decided to give my wife a thrilling tease and told her I was taking her to an adult theater one state over where nobody would know...
Introduction: Wife does something kinky for husband 12 days in a row. Best Wife Ever! 12 Days of Sexmas Note 1: A special thanks goes to Estragon for editing this story. Best Wife Ever! 12 Days of Sexmas My wife is amazing. I have listened to man after man complain about their wives. I have heard that once she says I do, she no longer does the dirty nasty shit she did when she was trying to trap you. Well, if that is the case, I guess you married the wrong woman. I, on the other hand, married...
THE TALE OF THE TORCH SINGER'S WIFE by enduringshades PROLOGUE Linda James was driving home in her husband's, Leo, SUV. She was distressed. She had been invited to the BRITs the night before, but her name was not on the guest list. Her husband's agency was supposed to have made the arrangements, but all they had done was book her a hotel room, just for her, and she had had to pay and she really couldn't afford it. She had thought the hotel room had been booked for her...
Part 1 Marla Entwistle had died a few years ago and her partner Muriel Groosce had almost forgotten her. They had been good friends during the course of their business life but sentiment and business make very unsatisfactory bed-fellows. Muriel lived for the present. The Spartan finishing school they had both founded and run was prospering as never before. The girl pupils came from a wide variety of backgrounds. The one thing they all had in common was their parents' determination that the...
We area mature coupe, I am 66 and my wife is 60 works out is in good shape and most people guess her to be in her 40s. I am not well endowed and now at my age seldom get hard. My wife has confessed that she has fantasies about younger hung black men and I have encouraged her to act them out, but as far as I know she has refused to do so. Here is my fantasy about what happens on Christmas. We live in a rural lake community not far from a few large truckstops. I suggest to her there are probably...
My wife work's for a big company and vey year they have a Christmas party. It's a formal get together where profit sharing statements are handed out and everyone gets to dress up nice. And every year my wife leaves with a little more than her profit statement. So far each year she has been able to have her pussy serviced at least once during the party. Last year it was twice and she hopping this year will be a repete. Lasy year she bought a dress just for the party. It was a red formal off the...
When you stand 5' 7" at f******n, men can be excused for thinking you're older than your years, more so when your hormones kick-in and give you a nice set of titties and a fine fur on your pussy.Of course a girl is aware of men's interest, after all it's a two way process, as their cocks provide an interesting focus on out take of men and sex.So this Christmas leave started with a mad dash for the long train journey to Oban on the West Coast of Scotland.I arrived at the Queen Street Station...
Introduction: wife comes home from club w 2 men My wife has a medical condition that makes her promiscuous and an alcoholic. Before she was diagnosed and stopped drinking she would drink in excess and then fuck any and all men around her. Later, when she sobered up, she would remember nothing and be quite a prude. There are periods of 3 days in which she drank constantly and has no memory at all. At other times when I was laying in bed, too tired for sex, she would sit next to me and scream...
To the tune of "Fairytale of New York" by Shane MacGowan and Jem Finer This may be archived/posted anywhere: Just give credit where credit is due, thanks! Fairytale of Christmas By Pretzelgirl It was Christmas Eve, again In the closet I finished donning my gay apparel And then I poured a drink My memories erase I strung some mistletoe Tear trickles down my face God, I'm the lucky one I've been the favorite son I've kept it hidden I've been the golden boy The toll has...
The last few weeks of the busy season had Dan working sixteen hour days, six days of the week. Even a few hours on Sunday. Just before eleven he had finally called it quits and made his way home. The house was quiet and empty. The text from Sylvia, his wife, at six- thirty said that she and some girl friends from work were going to check out ladies night at the recently refurbished club near the store where she worked. The lure of discounted cocktails and DJ orchestrated dance music always...
Totally Chesty Tales – Tale 03 – Strolling Around(Featuring Linda, Robert Cortese and Ruth)TAGS: M/F/F, oral, 69, anal, facialDISCLAIMERI do not own any of the characters on this story; save if they are original characters (OC). These characters belong to their creators, producers, broadcasters, publishers and distributors, as the works they come from or inspired in way the story written below.I do not have any financial gain through this written piece nor do I intend to cash on it. This...
Normally I get to watch my wife getting her brains fucked out, but at Christmas time she loves doing a sneeky fuck a couple of times. Well Friday she called me at the shop and said that she was going Christmas shopping with Danny. I've met Danny a few times when he brought my wife home from a date but I've never actually watched him have sex with her. It was the Friday before Christmas Sunday and I was having a Christmas party at my shop for my guys. All I could think about after her call was...
We were putting up the tree and talking about what to get our friends. I joked about how the guys we had kinky weekends with always would pick her prim little pussy. I had been joking, but after a few giggles she thought about it and said that she could see doing that. We got horny talking about whether to do it or not, and once we agreed to go for it she asked who I had in mind. I said either Doug and Ray or Bob and Kurt, and to my surprise she ask in a coy voice "Why couldn't we invite them...
Most of the subs, like Pyx, sat on the floor at their dom's feet. Their top sat in throne-like chairs. Bambi, though, wore a long red slinky dress, that went all the way to her ankles, and a plunging neckline. That made it impossible to sit on the floor. So she sat beside Rodney in a plain folding chair. I was still dressed as Santa, and seated on the throne, that used to be on the stage. When everyone was seated, Vonda continued. "On behalf of my master, Alex Woodward, and my fellow...
My Son's Christmas Present A Mother's Desires Series It's been three years since the bombs dropped. That night my husband woke us and rushed us into our backyard bomb shelter. I remember the sky was orange on the horizon all around us as we ran through the wet grass to the doors of the shelter. I grabbed my son and ran in, a feeling of safety washing over me. My husband called out that he would be back in an hour, he needed to get something. "You son of a bitch!" I yelled after him...
I read so many stories on this site and it is a fantastic site. I cherished reading the stories in it. At last my turn has come to share my experience with you all and give something in return to this site and its readers something to cherish with. Since this is my first story so please forgive for any wrongs or errors. To start with myself Rajiv (name changed) 26years old 6’ft Tall athlete build up, recently put on a bit of weight, now working in a MNC in kolkata, this incident happened a last...
Preetha's eyes went heavy as she was leafing through the pages of the newly arrived magazine. It is happening to her often these days, a side effect of having too many valiums for sleep. She can't sleep at night, and throughout the day, a spell of gloom and drowsiness hangs heavy over her like a shroud. Her cell phone was buzzing with vibration on the table beside the bed, it must have been Sayani from her office. She has been calling so many times, don't they realize she won't be going back to...
Hello Friends, I am 31 years old my name is Rohan I am 5’5 in height slim guy 55 in weight fair black hair. After reading so many nice stories I thought of writing my incident too which happened on 24th December Christmas Eve. I am very close to all my friends we decided to go to Lonavla for Christmas Eve all friends.The plan was made we left on 24th morning by car we all stay in Mumbai we had one Innova.We were 5 of us two couples and me single.I loved my friends wife a lot cause she is very...
Leaving Evansville and my new found nieces is the hardest thing I have done during this trip. Just the thought of Rebecca and Tracy has me trembling with an emptiness I have never experienced before. Leaving the many other preteens during my trip was sad, but in my nieces’ case, it is so different. Recalling how we spent the last weekend together certainly doesn’t help. Spending the majority of it in bed and enjoying the wonders of sex, is still vivid in my mind. It is a good thing I am still...
Chapter 4 Praying desperately none of the neighbours had heard realising it would be me the police would want to question, I tore the door open quickly pulling her into my arms pushing the door closed with my foot... Seizing my hand frantically she'd run into the bedroom and pulling me onto Brendan's big double bed, she'd immediately curled up as close to me as possible mewing pitifully her knees drawn up tightly to her chest, a primitive ball of jagged nerves just seeking simple...
ONE Over the next couple of weeks, I lost track of the days. At first I would return home and breathe a deep sigh of relief. Grateful I had tolerated any torment, that I had survived all I had been subjected to. And as I relaxed and wound down, I found solace in the many happy moments my day would bring; which I then used to spurn me on. Something as simple as an understanding smile from a customer would keep me on a high for hours. It gave me something to hold on to as...
There is one scene in the Bollywood movie Dilwale Dulhania Le Jayenge I watched on video over and over again. Simran and her friend Sheena walking in London, discussing the trip to Europe. Why? Sheena is dressed n a hot leather dress and walking in hot boots. From that moment I decided that I would do my best to change my future wife in a leather slut. Not only leather and boots turn me on. I have another fetish: a gag in the mouth of a girl. Nothing is so good as a ball gag between the red...
It had been tough for us with me losing my job and not feeling great that Linda now had to find a second job. She had found one with a shopping centre doing in store promotions. There were two of them who would be working together in the team, she had talked about Toni alot over the past few months, she kept her going with her sense of humour and obsession with sex. I had been bugging Linda about asking if there was a christmas party as I was going crazy with little social contact. So Linda...
Last December my wife went to an office Christmas party. It was for employees only so I was not invited. I told my wife Linda, that I was going to a ball game. But I changed my mind and went home instead. After watching TV for a while I went to bed. About one in the morning I heard voices. I got up and started to walk out of the bedroom. I saw a man helping my wife in the front door, closely followed by two other guys. I assumed they were three of Linda’s office co-workers. I backed into...
Company Christmas parties are always fun for me and my hot wife Andrea. This year the company my wife works for is having their party down town and most of the couples have rooms in the motel where the party is being held. I was already dressed and ready so I sat on the bed in our room and while waiting I flipped through the TV. Andrea was in the bathroom dressing. When the door opened I looked to see my gorgeous wife walking out wearing a red Lacy dress. It was low cut and she had her firm...
Just before Christmas Mrs O attended her companies Christmas party, returning home in a very excitable state and dragged me straight upstairs for an amazing sex session. As i lay back recovering i asked what had got her so excited and was amazed when she told me that she had watched one of her colleagues suck a young guy off at the party!I sat up, not quite believing what i had heard and asked how this had come about and she then told me the following amazing story.Mrs O works in a large...
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...
Nice car I said as we approached her Bentley. Thank you she said. As I deposited the bags in the spacious trunk. She handed me a wad of bills which I refused. And then as if making up her mind she stared straight at the ever present bulge in my pants and said to it. Well if you won't take my tip I will just have to take yours. She grabbed me by the belt marched me to the side of her car and climbed in pulling me in after her. By the time I turned from closing the door behind me her blouse was...
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The lullaby of 24th street haunted my steps. A far off siren heralding yet another robbery gone bad. Laughter fueled by too much liquor and swearing fed by frustration. Voices raised in anger, seething with barely contained violence. The sound of a bottle shattering into a billion pieces on the side walk across the street. Hip hop or RnB exploding from a bar every time the door opened. And always, the frightened pitter patter of my heart every time I heard footsteps behind me. Eastside, baby....
Chapter 3 About 10 the next morning on Boxing Day having decided to leave things as they were, I was dozing in bed still puzzling about the Christmas card, box and ring and worrying as usual about the unpaid rent and the distinct likelihood of a letter arriving very soon from the landlord's solicitor, when I suddenly heard the front door open and close. Then silence till I heard Brendan going into his room and closing the door, but instead of the inevitable tv being switched on it...
Chapter 6 I guess it was only to be expected that sooner or later having to deal with two merging personalities began to prove just too much, especially when Siobhan one evening on one of the increasingly rare occasions we were together, finding a bottle of Guinness in a cupboard drank it as if she'd been doing it all her life ! Worse all she ever seemed to want to talk about was her metalwork, leaving me with the sinking feeling that she and Brendan regardless of which body they...
Chapter 9 Quietly dozing in the lovely summer afternoon's heat, the butterflies dancing around the lavender bushes, the bees searching for honey and the drone of myriads of insects it is all still just as surrealistic and impossible to understand now as it was at the very beginning.... Still puzzling over the deeply unsettling dream I'd had last night, just as I was locking this diary into a hidden compartment in my desk together with the small black box and Christmas card with its...
A Christmas Sex Party My wife of ten years is the sales rep for a plastic whole sale company. She sells recycled raw product to factories and manufacturing companies in a fairly large region including the east coast and into the mid-east states. Using email and a phone she is able to do a lot of her work from an office in our home. This allows her to be at home most days to spend quality time with our two kids, Mat 6 and Jessie 4. To maintain personal contact with most of her...
Two weeks before Christmas Lord Bradford and Lady Ophelia Smith had bucked longstanding family tradition of hosting an annual Christmas soiree at their Barnstead, Lincolnshire, England estate and decided to throw a smaller family gathering for the multiple Smith branches as well as the Walkers, their granddaughter's aunt and elder cousin, two weeks early. The reason that they were hosting it two weeks early was due to the couple going to the United States to spend Christmas with the...