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Santa's Not The Only One Who Came.

by loorslady on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

A letter to my erotic friend... I hope you had a lovely Christmas and I promise to respond to your recent, mmmm thought provoking and fantasy fueling email describing how you would "manipulate" and "pleasurably/painfully" play with my nipples while tit-fucking my breasts. I am sure you can imagine the erotic influence it had? But that is for another email....

Substitute Santa

by Stephanie_Rose on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Publication of any and all trademarks contained herein are not authorized by, associated with, nor sponsored by the trademark owners. ~~~ "But Mommy? Are you sure Santa's coming this year?" Tia Dickinson looked down at her six year-old son, Brandon. Though several inches of snow were thick on the ground, the early morning Denver sun shone in through the w...

Dear Santa, I Can Explain...

by emilyrose on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

It wasn't me that was being naughty! Really! It was those two bad girls in the dressing room -- if it wasn't for them none of this would have happened. Let me explain. 'Twas the night before Christmas. Ok, I lie ... it was two weeks before Christmas. I was working the late shift on the security detail at Darcy's Department Store and it was my job to watc...

Lesbian MILF Seductress: Secret Santa

by silkstockingslover on Sep 25, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Summary: 19-year-old Bree is Secret Santa to her favourite professor. Note 1: This was a holiday 2014 Contest story. Note 2: Thanks to Jedd for rejuvenating my Bree stories with ideas and for really co-writing this story. Note 3: In 2014, thanks to Robert and goamz86 for editing. In early 2019, thanks to Tex Beethoven for helping me add a fresh coat of po...

A Kitty for Santa

by monamante on Sep 18, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Darkness is the way of the day, the ambience is sinister and the mystery adds to the flare. A 15,000 square foot home is the setting. I walk in with nothing but my costume and keys. The keys are to my car which is securely parked in the locked garage and my personal room for the night. I am staying in a theatre room equipped with surveillance cameras and com...

A Kitty for Santa Ch. 04

by monamante on Sep 18, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Santana "Kitty what are you doing?" "Nothing love go back to reading." "Why are my pants coming off?" "You always dare me to eat you out while you're reading because you think you can concentrate and since I'm bored I'm taking you up on your offer." "Tiff we just showered and you had a lot of fun." "I did but you didn't have the right kind of fun." We...

A Kitty for Santa Ch. 03

by monamante on Sep 18, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Once I arrived in Mexico, I was asked to stay on the plane by one of the flight attendants. I sat in my seat until the whole plane cleared out, from there a gentleman in a black suit boarded the plane and said the key words only I would know, "Captain America awaits for you in his car." My biological father was known as Captain America because of his striki...

A Kitty for Santa Ch. 02

by monamante on Sep 18, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Agent Solo stepped out of a black town car as it pulled up in front of my building. As I stepped outside, Solo grabbed me and pulled me into the lobby, away from the cars view. "What the fuck?" "I'm sorry, I know you don't believe me but I swear I didn't mean for this to happen this way." I tried crossing my arms while I held my bag in my left hand, still...

A Holiday Angel

by AcadiaSky on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

"I saw mommy kissing Santa Claus..." These familiar holiday lyrics, sung by a Caribbean reggae singer, sounded so amazing that I couldn't imagine listening to anything else at that moment. I decided to take a break from mingling and take it all in. High above myself and the other holiday partygoers, the atrium ceiling lit up with the shine of hundreds of ti...

Mrs. Santa Has a Girlfriend

by PositiveThinker on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I left my car near my Stepmom's driveway. I needed to walk, to clear my head, and to think about what I had just seen. Ever since a child, walking has always made me feel better when struggling with a problem and this was a doozy. I started walking towards town. What to do? What to do? What to do? "Hey, John, how the Hell are you? Wait up, where you runnin...