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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...

Sing A Song Of Christmas

SING A SONG OF CHRISTMAS A Play For You to Act by an Unknown Writer from 1972 CHARACTERS: SANTA CLAUS JACK FROST NICK, a young boy SNOWMAN DAVID, a Boy Scout BAD BADDER Three Mischievous Imps WORST GOOD BETTER Three Good Fairies BEST PROLOGUE: (In front of the curtain. It is Christmas Eve and excitement is in the air). (JACK FROST dances onto the stage) JACK FROST: Jack Frost's my name - a Winter Sprite In whom the boys and girls delight. And...

Treasury Men in Action A Counterfeit Christmas

TREASURY MEN IN ACTION: A COUNTERFEIT CHRISTMAS © 2020 by Anthony Durrant and Unknown At a small toy shop on Ffith and Main Streets, the front door was closed, and Minna and Murray Jefferson were moving toys from the basement up to the main store to prepare for the big Christmas rush, starting December First. "Move that large crate of dolls over this way, darling!" Minna shouted, and Murray moved a large brown crate containig some dolls that the shop's former owner had bought...

The Meaning of Christmas

Gloria sat watching the package laden people of Christmas from her office window. She never understood the idea of Christmas, spend until you cannot spend anymore and pretend to be a great person for one day when you’re an asshat for the other three hundred and sixty-four. Grabbing her coat she prepared to leave for the day. ‘Hey Gloria. What are you doing for Christmas?’ ‘Oh hey Jim. Same as usual, sit at home, watch TV and have a normal dinner.’ ‘Well you know, you are always welcome at...

Saving for Christmas

‘Tell me again, Raul. Tell me about your tree.’ I sighed, smoothed out the wrinkles of the blanket covering Hosea’s legs, and started the story again. Hosea’s eyes twinkled and his smile told me that his interest in the story was blocking out the pain. That in itself would have been enough for me to repeat the story, but the story still excited me too, so I didn’t mind saying it all again. ‘Can you see it over there in the corner, Hosea?’ I asked. ‘Can you see it standing tall, all the way to...

Merry F ing Christmas

(This, dear reader, is Jack, a man become bitter, cynical, broken by disappointment, hurts, and disillusionment, about to be disposed of by life. A man in need of repair. Can a toy workshop on a street of repair shops repair even broken hearts, broken dreams, broken people?) * Jack sat in his pickup truck in the factory parking lot staring vacantly out the windshield, not really seeing anything. He alternated between replaying the events in his mind and wondering numbly what to do next. The...

Pad Thai or Pussy for Christmas

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

A PANTYHOSE CHRISTMAS

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

Twelve Days of Christmas

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

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...

Making Room for Christmas

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

The Miracle of Christmas

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

I ll Be Home For Christmas

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

Sarah Carerra 3 37 A Very Carerra Christmas

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

Spirit of Christmas

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

The True Spirit Of Christmas

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

All I Want For Christmas

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

Seasons Greetings A Carol Christmas

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

Heaven In The Mountain At Christmas

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

The Double Date That Didn t EndChapter 3 Operation White Christmas

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

CadeChapter 13 Merry Christmas

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

Christian

Vienna, 1899 “Gustav!” a warm and familiar voice called and I turned to find a fellow student smiling at me, hands buried deep in his coat pockets to stave off the chilly April breeze. “Ah, Christian!” I called back, returning the smile as he approached me and shook my hand. After the customary comments on the weather he asked where I was going, and when I replied that I was on my way to look at a flat, he stopped me. “Moving?” he asked. “Whatever do you mean?” Torn between a genuine desire to...

Snow for Christmas

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

The Twelve Changes of Christmas

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

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...

Jacob s Christmas

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

A Merry Christmas

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

An Unexpected Christmas

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

Cleaner Christmas

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

Tales from a Hustler All I Want for Christmas

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

A pussy for Christmas

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

All I Want for Christmas

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

I wish me a merry Christmas

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

Lad and Me at Christmas

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

Remembering Christmas

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

Last Christmas

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

A Rose for Christmas

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

Julie s Christmas

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

SRU All He Wants for Christmas

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

Dance of a LifetimeChapter 29 First Christmas

"I'm dreaming of a White Christmas..." Warren was crooning. "Well quit dreaming, because you got one." Peg laughed, as she pointed out the window at the lightly falling snow. It was Christmas morning, and the Kelleher family was gathered around the tree, opening presents. There were a couple of inches of snow on the ground, and it was still falling. It was a perfect New England Christmas morning. A car pulled up in front of the house, as Peg was looking out the window. "Here comes...

State of ChaosChapter 18 A Home for Christmas

Kyoto, Japan December 1985 The glass walls of a corner office on the thirty-second floor of the Kymo Electronics Ltd. headquarters provided natural lighting for the spacious ultra-modern office of its CEO. Curved statuettes of chrome and glass met incomprehensible wall hangings that were someone's idea of "modern art". The decorations only added to the sterile feeling of the place. Behind a huge desk of chrome and glass sat an aging oriental man. Only three items were on the desk: a...

My version of the 12 days of Christmas

On the second day of Christmas, I gave my true love two black eyes and a bloody nose to go along with that divorce decree. Why, because he called me a lazy ass bitch, adding the divorce was my fault. I’m usually not a violent person honest. On the third day of Christmas, I told my true love, three curse words in French words. He still had two black eyes, and the divorce decree! On the fourth day of Christmas, I told my true love, oh hell, why am I calling him my true love, because he...

A Home for Christmas

Renee Pryor placed the star at the top of the tree just so, then looked down at the smiling face of her daughter. As always, Brianna was beaming back at her mother with her eyes wide, the brown eyes sparkling with life and intelligence. Even though she had just turned 4, Renee was considering starting Brianna in kindergarten in the fall, because the girl was already reading and already knew her numbers. Renee felt that holding her daughter back a full year until she was legally old enough...

Helping a friend for Christmas

Me and my cubicle partner, Derek, became very close this year. He’s a bit older than me so he tells me a ton of stories throughout the work day which usually winds up slowing my work but I usually get yelled at any way cause this job is really hard. I’m actually surprised they hired me cause I never went to college. Derek told me the only reason they hired him is because he’s 55 and black so they got two birds with one stone he said . And old man and a black man. He said they have quotas.We...

Twas The Night Before Christmas

If I were asked what my favorite things in life are, Christmas would be close to the top of the list. I just love Christmas. I love everything about it. The smell of a real pine tree, the music in the stores, the fabulous decorations, and the whole festival mood is so enchanting. I usually start preparing a month before. I’ve been hand-making most of the ornaments and constructing a gingerbread house with my kids. This Christmas is very special because my boys are four and six, and it could be...

Mary Christmas

I've always loved Christmas. It's my favorite holiday of the year. Unlike many, I like the crowds and the excitement that comes with everyone out shopping and trying to find gifts for others. The idea that we're out there trying to make others' lives better, trying to make them happy, lifts my spirits. I also like to watch people and learn about them by observing their behavior. Christmas shopping is a great excuse to be out there among crowds and gives me ample opportunity to observe...

Sparky s DadChapter 9 Christmas

Diane dumped all her clothes but her shoes in the hamper and went into ‘her’ bathroom naked except for her slippers. Ready for the night, she put on the nightgown and the robe Eric had given her. Remembering the one she had brought, she went into the bedroom and put it, too, in the hamper. She was really imposing on Mrs. Grant. She got out of robe and nightgown and got into bed. She thought that Eric, for such a controlling man, really let himself be bossed by his daughter. Only to a certain...

This Christmas

Janice Evans looked at her thirteen year old daughter Maddie and sighed, ‘Maddie I don’t know if it’s possible, your father may have other plans, I don’t think I should even mention this to him.’ ‘I asked Dad too and he said it was up to you, he said I had to ask you.’ ‘Yeah he would, wouldn’t he? Look Maddie, no matter how much you love us, we aren’t going to get back together, he has Elaine now and they have Gemma to look after.’ ‘But Mum, it would be fun to have a baby here, please,...

Cleaner Christmas

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

What a Christmas

Christmas is a time of merry making and celebrating with friends. But Joanna was alone in her house. Her husband, Mark was away as usual on a business tour and had left Joanna behind to take care of herself and her needs, which called for immediate attention. The morning of Christmas, Joanna lingered in the bed as she didn’t have much to do. “What a Christmas? This Christmas is the worst ever, nothing to do, nowhere to go, even no one to fuck”, she thought and a smile crossed her face on the...

Three Days Before Christmas

It’s three days before Christmas, and I am shopping for that special something. I’m Lucy, twenty-nine years old, tall, slim and blonde with 34D boobs. I’m a legal secretary and I’m married to Dan. He is two years older than I am, ex-army, he has a rock-hard body and works for the government. Officially he’s a security adviser, which in his case means flying off to far-flung corners of the earth at very short notice, where he “problem solves” and more than that he won’t tell me. I do know he...

Unwrapping mommy on Christmas

If there is an i****t goddess I was a grateful recipient of her bounty on Christmas Eve... although at first it sure didn't feel that way as I drove through a wild winter storm.I was meeting my girlfriend three hours away at her parents'... as my family wasn't celebrating Christmas until the 26th; my sister was flying in later (fares at half the ridiculous pre-Christmas level).So I was driving three hours north (or perhaps it would take far longer since I was driving through a near blizzard) to...

My Mums Arse for Christmas

I never gave i****t any thought, I mean sure I have had passing thoughts occasionally but I am not some kind of freak. Yes my mom is young, and I guess I always knew she was attractive from the way my friends acted around her. But until I saw her naked, I really never thought about fucking her. After that day I stopped thinking of her as my mom, and in my mind started calling her by her name Susan. If I had never found those old magazines in the attic, things might have been very different, and...

Fateful Christmas

FATEFUL CHRISTMAS PROLOGUE: This is the Christmas story that has taken me ten years to write. Bah...Humbug. It is a sequel to my story FATEFUL INTERVENTION. Of course this is a work of total fiction, any resemblance to persons or pets living or deceased is purely accidental. ---------------------- Natalie was doing some unneeded late Christmas shopping at a pricey, upscale big box store in a northern Chicago suburb. Just as she approached the checkout clerk, she was afflicted...

What a Christmas

Christmas is a time of merry making and celebrating with friends. But Joanna was alone in her house. Her husband, Mark was away as usual on a business tour and had left Joanna behind to take care of herself and her needs, which called for immediate attention. The morning of Christmas, Joanna lingered in the bed as she didn’t have much to do. “What a Christmas? This Christmas is the worst ever, nothing to do, nowhere to go, even no one to fuck”, she thought and a smile crossed her face on the...

A Family Christmas

When Barry woke up, Ramona was cuddled up to him. This in itself was a new thing, since they had only recently started sleeping in the same bed. Ramona wanted to take things slow, and though they had been dating for more than a year, it was only in the last few months that she had finally felt comfortable staying overnight. And every time they did, he noticed that she was curled around him in the morning. It wasn't long before she woke up too, of course, because the thing that had roused him...

Young Life of White TigerChapter 21 Christmas

Chapter 21: Christmas I aced all my end of semester exams as you would expect. There were a lot of stressed out students, everyone was more than happy for the holidays to arrive. I hadn’t attended the Christmas dance, and Chloe had persuaded her parents that another boy was good enough to take her, so he had been allowed to take her to the dance. Chloe had informed me that they were just going to the dance as friends. She emphasized they wouldn’t be dating. But since he was one from the...

A Very Sexy Christmas

My cousin Carl is 10 years older than me. To say he has had a hard dating life is an understatement. We all were very happy when he met Lily, a very sweet woman from Panama. Lily has 2 daughters from her previous marriage, Mia who is 14 and Antonia who is 18. I never got to see them much except for on holiday dinners. I watch them both grow up from the moment they were introduced to the family. Antonia developed into a very attractive young lady. She’s 5’ 6”, about 110 lbs., long dark...

A White Christmas

I have a sister, Christmas. Again, parents=hippies. She's 12, about 4'8, and I think 80lbs. I don't know really, girls are picky about revealing that kind of thing. Though if you think about what we do, well, that's for later in the story. Christmas has just started puberty, so she's just starting to get breasts, and when she isn't wearing loose girly clothing I can tell how tight and curved she's becoming. Now I know it's wierd to like your sister, but hey, if you're 14 and...

Best Wife Ever 12 Days of Christmas

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...

Judys VERY merry Christmas

It had been several months since I watched my beautiful wife Judy, give in to her carnal lusts and desires at the hands of three contactor buddies. It had been one of the most amazing and erotic experiences of my life, and judging by how many times she came, hers too. My beautiful wife, who had never been fucked by anyone other than me, gangbanged against her will by three men only to slowly give in to orgasm after orgasm, finally screaming, begging for them to fuck her.It was amazing! I waited...

So This Is Christmas

So This Is Christmas By Samantha Jay (c) January 2003 Christmas was approaching and I was at a loss what to do. For the first time since I can remember, I was spending Christmas alone. For the first time since I can remember, I had nowhere to go. It was going to be a long and lonely Christmas. So, how did I get into this situation? It's because I am a freak, a pervert; at least that what people keep telling me. "You pervert, you're no son of mine." "To think I married you,...

Unforgettable Christmas

This story begins last December at my home in the Colorado Mountains, where I was just finishing testing the new security and surveillance system. We had a mare about to foal, and I had installed extra surveillance cameras so that I could check on her condition frequently without having to bundle-up and drudge through the snow several times nightly. It was just before dark, and I was about to go feed the horses when I heard the doorbell ring. I opened the door, and to my amazement and delight,...

Marty the Midget s Erotic Christmas

Chapter 1 His little digits blindly searched for the snooze button of his alarm clock. The Beatles, "Yellow Submarine" was quickly cut off as Marty flicked the button down. His arm wriggled back under the covers like a worm running from the sun. He was hoping to go another round of nine minutes of sleep. It was his third failed effort to shake off the cobwebs, and he was not eager to rise out of bed just yet. Now he laid there half in and half out of dreams. It was inevitable that he had to...

Merry Little Christmas

"Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Make the Yule time bright. From now on our troubles will be out of sight..." Fuck Christmas! Fuck the holidays! What a kick in the fuckin teeth! The next fucking jerk off that spews the carbon copy "Merry Christmas" or "Happy holidays" bullshit out of their cock slurper to me, will likely get a two word response, and I don't mean "You too!" From somewhere off to the east I could hear the refrains of the song, most likely from the ice rink in...

Dulcie s Christmas

"I love to watch you feed Peter," Doctor Richard Chesterman smiled at his wife. "As much as you like to taste my milk yourself?" She grinned back at him. He screwed his face up, considering. "I don't know. Probably not." "It's just as well I like both. The way the two of you are going, I'll never stop producing." Dulcie glanced down at the almost one-year-old, suckling at her breast. "Christmas, and a birthday party together. Of course, he won't really understand this year."...

Mary Christmas

Kevin was coming home for the holidays, and yet the holidays had never been an especially happy time for him. As a child, his parents would frequently argue as Christmas came closer. For Kevin, Christmas meant screaming and yelling, fear and anxiety. Inevitably the arguments led to a full fledged fight a day or two before Christmas day. Most Christmas mornings his mother would feign a smile with her cracked lips and pretend nothing was wrong. But even heavy layers of makeup can't really hide a...

Family Christmas

Growing up with mom and Aunt Patty seems like the most natural thing in the world to me. Aunt Patty isn't really my aunt though. Most people would call her my other mom I guess. They've been partners since before I was born. They told me all about how eighteen years ago they got a friend I've never met to make a very special donation. Aunt Patty was the one who actually squirted the semen into mom. Nine months later, Colleen Briggs was born. Ta Da! I guess since she did the squirting, aunt...

Donna Kevin at Christmas

Besides being one of my entries in the Winter Holiday Contest, this is the fifth story in the Donna and Kevin series. It’s mostly about a supremely happy new family celebrating their first Christmas together in a traditional way, but there is also quite a bit of sex in it. * Donna and Kevin and Kerry and Kate O’Brien were about as happy as a family could be. Every day, either of the adults marveled that they could have been so undeservedly lucky as to have found the other, and felt eternally...

Twas A Few Nights Before Christmas

Brenda stared with furrowed brow at Lexi’s reflection in the restroom mirror.“Don't give me that look,” Lexi said with a wicked grin. “He’s hot as all fuck.”Brenda tried to convince her friend to reconsider her choice. “He just made senior partner. He’ll fire our asses in half a heartbeat. Pick someone else. How about the sexy DJ we hired? She's hotter than fuck, too, and, has the cutest, heart shaped ass.”Lexi turned to Brenda, and calmly, but adamantly, replied, “It’s my turn to pick, and I...

christmas

This goes way back, 1967 to be exact and we were living in Southern California. My young wife Billi was four months pregnant. I thought she was very sexy with her little belly and her normally small breasts and nipples enlarging. She had become extremely horny since finding out she was pregnant. We were having sex morning and night and several times on Saturday and Sunday. Christmas was a few days away and she began feeling lonely as her parents had left on a Caribbean cruise and wouldn’t be...

The Meaning of Christmas

The Meaning of Christmas By Tanto Depression (v): Waking up with the uneasy feeling that the world is out to get you- and finding out that you're right. This was the feeling that descended upon me as the leaves withered and dropped from the trees, and the corporations of the world began their annual marketing blitz. Christmas was almost on top of me, and I knew what that meant. I always became depressed around Christmas, but I could never figure out exactly why. I liked the...

Pink Christmas

Pink Christmas ? by: Christopher Prim "Wakey, wakey, Neal, baby," my stepmother's honey dipped voice summoned me from dreamland, "It's time to get up and about on your big, big day." "Go 'way, Monica, 'm sleepy," I grumbled in reply. "No whining now, sleepyhead," Monica cheerfully countered, grabbing the coverings I had been attempting to pull over my head and yanking them down. "Okay, okay, I'll be down in a few minutes," I said, giving in to the inevitable. I feebly sat up...

Santa s Christmas

I spent Thanksgiving at my brother's house. Besides my brother, his darling wife, and me, the festivities included our parents, another brother, two sisters, everybody's spouse, and rugrats all around. I was the only one single and childless. I always preferred it that way, but this year I was a little envious of them and their broods. When I got back to the city, I called Susan Worthington. Susan and I go back a long way, nine years to be exact. We met when I was a sophomore stud and she...

twas The Night Before Christmas

And all through the house, not a creature was stirring... especially not that bloody mouse. I'd got the little bugger just that morning with the frying pan. No longer would I have to endure his little squeaks of triumph as he barrelled across the floor, up onto the table and made off with a leg of lamb or a couple of kilos of cheese. He was now mouse pancake. My retarded Sulphur Crested Cockatoo, Hanns Schmidt had looked on as the mouse had zigged when he should have zagged. The bird rocked...

All I Want for Christmas

“What do you want for Christmas?” Heather, sitting at the desk in front of me, was asking Sarah across the aisle. Their excited voices carried over the whole classroom. “Oh my god, I just want it to be over!” my head screamed. Had I just said that out loud? Had I said it loudly? The hum and banter of the classroom paused and everyone seemed to swivel to stare at me as though I was an alien they hadn’t noticed before. I was one of the quiet ones, never joining in nor getting a word in edgeways...

The Benefits of FriendsChapter 37 Surviving Christmas

The dawning of Christmas morning found the two of us tangled with each other as sleep gradually left us. She was laying partly on top of me, her hair splayed across my chest, and I could feel a little wet spot where she had likely drooled in her sleep again. I was debating about the best and most fun-filled way to wake her when she gave a little start and rolled around a bit, then lifted her head. Her eyes found mine, and she smiled, then stretched her neck a little to reach my lips. "Merry...

Caleb 26 Christmas

I woke the next morning curled around Ness. Amanda and Mary were behind me and Jules was on Ness’s other side. To my surprise, for the first time since I could remember, I didn’t have morning wood. Apparently, my autonomic nervous system was smarter than I gave it credit for. I attempted to disentangle myself from Ness, but she grabbed my arms tighter, whining slightly in her sleep. Eventually I managed it and slid out of bed to begin my morning routine. I spent a couple of hours...

Coming Together at Christmas

I have received so many emails lamenting my removal of Dire Straits from this site that I thought I would write a follow-up to the story of Judah and Emma (Dixie) and the entire Hunter/Dixon clan. This is how I see their first Christmas together. Daniellekitten was kind enough to allow me the usage of her Hunter characters and I am grateful for that. This is my Christmas gift to the people who have been kind enough to read my work. I hope you enjoy this little story and I hope it leaves you...

I Hate Christmas

I hate Christmas and always have. It’s one of those times of the year when everything becomes expensive, even the giving of gifts to loved ones. The alcohol seems expensive, Christmas parties emerge from every nook and cranny requiring taxis for transportation and it’s polite to be nice to everyone. “Merry fucking Christmas,” echoes through my head every time, but the fucking word never actually emerges from my lips. It’s a real shame. I remember a logo I once saw, it was written as a joke, it...

THIS CHRISTMAS

The night was cold, not a sound in the air except the gentle breeze passing by my face. I was standing outside the house on the veranda to get away from the crowd inside, my eyes closed and taking in deep breathes. The cold air and the smell of pine always intoxicated me. The simple solitude of it all made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I hadn't been home for a while and I missed it a lot. It's just the same ol' story. Guy goes off to college, guy feels home sick, guy comes home for a...

One Special Christmas

One Special Christmas By Heather St. Claire Of all the special times of the year, without a doubt, I love Christmas best. I look forward to it with all my heart every year, because of all the wonderful things it represents... love and family and the spirit of giving, and most important of all, celebration of the birth of our Savior. Every Christmas is special, of course, but I think I'm really loving the ones I'm living through right now. I'm Meredith Marshall, a...

The Twelve Days Of Christmas

On the first day of Christmas, my true slut gave to meA virgin so very horny On the second day, she gave me two pecker rubsAnd a virgin so very horny Now on the third day of Christmas, that ol' bitch, she brought home three French whoresTwo pecker rubsAnd a virgin so very horny Now on the fourth day of Christmas, four calling girlsThree French whoresTwo pecker rubsAnd a virgin so very horny On the fifth day of Christmas she brought me home somethin' specialShe brought me home somethin'...

I can t believe this happened to me 2 Christmas

I can't believe this happen to me 2 (Christmas) I can't believe this happened to me again I had gotten off of work at lunch Being Christmas Eve my working day ended at noon. So I headed to a local watering hole to drown my Christmas misery away, And while sitting at the bar I was joined by a woman who sat next to me and after a couple drinks we started talking about our loneliness and then next thing I know I was following her out of the bar and to her car, when I asked about my...

Carol for Christmas

He let himself into the hall and placed his red sack against the wall, checked his appearance in a mirror to make sure his white beard was correctly fitted, and entered her bedroom. There was Christmas trimmings in abundance. She was sitting cross legged on the rug rearranging furniture in her doll's house. Her short skirt meant he could see her labia defined by her white, tight panties. Carol trembled slightly when she heard the key turn in the lock. She looked up as he entered the room. She...

Bookseller s Christmas

Wed, Dec 13, 2006 9:23 AM Subject: FW: The Bookseller's Christmas Date: Wednesday, December 13, 2006 9:23 AM From: Dale Gutzman Conversation: The Bookseller's Christmas Subject: The Bookseller's Christmas I spent Christmas with Todd and Sally, my bride and groom slaves, and it was one of the nicest times I have had.Todd is the young man who works in the bookstore.He thought he was straight, but as a natural submissive and a quiet intellectual bookish type, I just took over his entire...

Merry Christmas

Hi friends this is a very time pass story . Its just an imaginary story written for Christmas time. The only unique ness is that I had written this story as I m a female. But listen guys I m a male 25 from Mumbai. The moon outside is full. The sky is clear, and all the stars are bright and visible. The soft breeze, cool and crisp. You are poking at the fire, and the only light in the room, is the reflection of the moon through the large window, the soft glow of the fire and the twinkle of the...

Five Offer Twenty Four Hours Of Enlightenment And Sweet Debauchery At Christmas

“Night, Jason. Have a good Christmas!”“Night, Kim. See you in the New Year!”I smiled to myself as I left the office. Almost as timid as I was, Kim was as alluring as ever, her shy smile warming my insides.I’d been working there for nearly a year now. Eleven fabulous months with five of the most perfect colleagues you could ever have! Things had really worked out for me. Again…Quite surprising for a shy introvert like me. I was doing remarkably well.‘How so?’ I hear you ask. Let me explain. I...

Cousins at Christmas

I never really knew my cousin. His family was on the west coast and he couldn't afford a trip home over Christmas, so he stayed with Mom and I during his college break. We'd met a couple of times over the years, but he was older and I was mostly just running around screaming and giggling with all the other little girls at family events. That was all years ago. I was a little shy when he arrived, but he was kind and funny. Mom made a nice dinner that first night and we all sat around the...

A Too Late Christmas

A Too Late Christmas... Bill Bishop had a problem. And, it couldn't have possibly come at a worst time. T'was the morning of Christmas Eve... , and the leader of the chic little Trio he had hired to play at his restaurant that Christmas Eve night was on the phone committing the unpardonable sin. He was cancelling out at the last minute. "What do you mean, Bruce, you're not going to take the job?" Bill said. "You can't do that!" "That's right man! We're cancelling. We got a much...

Christopher

I suppose I write this in an effort to understand the events of the last few weeks. To justify my actions to myself, and no one else really, or perhaps to find if there is someone that can understand my motivations, and excuse my shortcomings. I have always felt myself to be a good person, considerate of others and their feelings, and helpful when I can. I have always prided myself on working very hard to avoid ever hurting anyone, and until now I have felt as thought I have done so. I met my...

A Samantha Mohr Christmas

I got to know Samantha Mohr some years back when we both worked in Atlanta. I took another job elsewhere in the south and moved away, but we stayed in touch. I now live near a college town that has an earth sciences program. Samantha sometimes comes out as a guest lecturer on meteorology, allowing us to get together for a day or two. A couple of years ago, she had scheduled one of these lectures just after Thanksgiving. She called to let me know the date, and we made plans to meet. Her...

From Mommy at Christmas

by BrettJ © 2010 As she tidied up her daughter’s room, Karen Shower was perplexed. The 38-year old blonde was at a total loss as to what she could give her daughter Crystal for Christmas. Now that she was Assistant Manager of the Bank, she could finally afford to give the 16-year old anything she wanted, but Crystal hadn’t indicated there was anything she wanted. Not yet, anyway. There had been a lot of lean years for Mother & Daughter both, as Crystal’s dad had vanished when he...

Ink for Christmas

This story is romantic and to me does celebrate the power of women and a strong relationship. I hope you enjoy it. Please vote on it. Happy Holidays. 2 more holiday stories are on their way. * Megan spent her Halloween at the Doctor’s office. She had felt a lump in her breast and decided she needed to have a mammogram done. The mammogram lead to a biopsy, which found cancer in her right breast. She was diagnosed with breast cancer and it had spread all the way through her right breast. The...

Happy Christmas

It was late at night on Christmas Eve and the house was silent. The lights were off and I knew you must have gone to bed. I crept up the stairs trying not to make a sound. I didn’t want to scare you but at the same time I didn’t want to ruin the surprise I had for you. You were fast asleep in your bed like I thought. Your angelic face set against your long dark hair made the hairs on my arms tingle. The attraction I had to you could rival that of any loving couple as though id known you my...

All I Want for Christmas

Outside the window, snow is falling, swirling its way to the ground. A fire crackles in the background, keeping the room nice and toasty. A woman sits on the sofa, a cup of hot chocolate in her hand. She looks pensive, as if struggling with a difficult decision, her big brown eyes seem lost in thought. She sips, the delicate china cup tipping slightly. Placing the cup on the nearby table, she reaches for a pad of paper and a pen, her chestnut hair falling forward to partially hide her face. ...

Fifteen Shopping Days Till Christmas

Santa's hand slipped up the inside of my thigh. He had taken off his wooly mittens so he could caress the skin; my pussy pulsed into a low throb. But, just before he reached the apex--and with an enormous effort on my part--I moved a step away. I pretended to straighten an ornament on the fake Christmas tree. "Knock it off, Saint Nick," I said in a low, indulgent tone. "We still have four more hours on our shift." Mall Santa and elf. He groaned, the sexy bastard. Well-built, athletic, and...

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