"Santa’s little helper hangs up her stockings for good measure…"
Gwen was a good girl, she always had been. She was from a very conservative family who’d sent her to a private school and ensured that she got into university with strong results. She was clever. She was talented. And...
"My apologies to Clement Clarke Moore for this version of his classic poem..."
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,We were fucking like rabbits, both pissed on the Grouse.My stockings were strewn on the back of a chair,And my legs were akimbo, both feet in the air.My husband was fucking...
"Evelyn Claus rings in the New Year in the company of lovely women."
“Oh, Nicholas, you look exhausted this year.”“It’s a labour of love, my dear.”Mrs. Claus rubbed her husband’s knotted shoulders. “Shall we raise your North Pole?” she asked, leaning in to nibble on his earlobe.“You should pack, love. The Arctic and...
"A naughty Aunt and her nephew enjoy the festivities at the most magical time of the year...."
Jake let his throbbing cock slide out of his Aunt Melissa's pussy resting it on her bush before spurting rope after rope of cum all over her naked body. Looking down over Melissa covered in cum and smiling to herself,...
"♫’Tis the season to get messy, fa la la la la la la la la!♫"
“It’s getting late,” Naomi said, hoping Emmanuel would take the hint, stop playing with his new tablet, and notice the decreasingly subtle way she was invading his personal space, but just got a non-committal grunt. I really didn’t think his...
"My Sister-In-Law helps me find the true meaning of Christmas"
My wife, Clara, has a Christmas problem. She starts playing Christmas music before Halloween and she makes me put up our tree on the first day of November. By the time December rolls around, Clara exudes this weird cheerful demeanor...
Back in the early 1800s, in old London Town, lived a lady called Carol. I say lady in the loosest possible sense. For Carol you see, was a lady of the night. And day actually, she wasn’t really that fussy....
"Can you keep a secret about what happened this Christmas?"
“I have the kids until noon on Christmas day and then Bruce picks them,” arrived a text on my phone from Natasha a week before Christmas.“Jessie has my kids on Christmas day and I pick them on Boxing Day,” was...
"The gift of love can come in many ways."
The girl behind the counter at Victoria’s Secret looked like she could not be more than sixteen, maybe seventeen. yet she filled out the scant Santa’s Helper dress suit with obvious perfection. Christmas red, with fluffy white trim edging the...
""Outside of work, don't call me Boss""
Shit, this was happening. “Where?” Kate breathed against Ella’s lips. They were never going to make it to a bed. Kate’s hands roaming over Ella’s body in this bathroom stall were making it difficult to hang on to any rational...
