It was the evening before Christmas Eve when he rushed through the city after work. As usual the city streets were crowded and people were hurrying along the snow covered sidewalks. All the shop windows were filled with shining lights and glittering Christmas decoration, and from the speakers the sound of the familiar carols almost managed to cover the loud...
It was a cold windy Christmas day in Ft. Lauderdale; the temperature only reached 40 degrees. Carly worked Dixie Highway wearing only a pair of red daisy dukes, a red midriff top, a black belt that hung over her hips and a pair of black thigh high boots with her Santa hat covering her long blonde hair. While families were, celebrating Christmas she had to wo...
Allison met Joe six months ago over summer break through a friend of hers. She had just finished her freshman year at a local college when her friend Angela told her about a guy she thought was perfect for her. He also went to a local college and was a year older than Allison. They shared a lot of similar interests so Angela insisted Ally, as she's known to...
Joanne plan something extra for the 24th December this year. Last year didn't turn out as she expected, so she made up some other plans for this Christmas. She is sure it will be a great thing this time and likely to surprise everyone. She knows that she also will be held sexually aroused over the whole event, without anyone make note of it. Quite kinky, she...
'Tis the gift to be simple, 'tis the gift to be free, 'tis the gift to come down where you ought to be, And when we find ourselves in the place just right, It will be in the valley of love and delight. --Shaker Hymn Christmas packages had been piling up under the tree at Xavier's School for the Gifted, because most of its students lived there year-round. Gu...
I broke this into two parts. Many of the comments I was getting, were people requesting another voyeur scene. This part will cover that with the finale being in part two. I will assume you have read the previous chapters, which I do recommend. This chapter will continue as if you have. All characters are fictional. Any similarities to real people or events a...
My husband and I have this silly little Christmas tradition, which we've observed every year since we married. Each Christmas Eve, Steve goes out for a drink with his mates while I get the girls round for a few cocktails. Then, around midnight, he comes home, dresses up in a ratty old Santa Claus outfit, creeps into the bedroom and, erm, gives me my first pr...
Twelve. That's how many cousins packed into my grandmother's tiny apartment every Christmas. We were usually the first to arrive since we were the oldest and could help dig out the song books, set the table, and take every folding chair or comfy cushion we could find and strategically place them around the tree. Aunts, uncles, and cousins ranging in age from...
"Sit that pretty pussy on my lap little girl," a sexy male voice beckoned her from across the way. "Sit that pretty girl on my lap!" A male voice politely demanded as Vanessa woke from her foggy thoughts. She and her daughter were next in line to see Santa Clause, something she always dreaded as a little girl. She was terrified to sit on a bearded costum...
To those who did not know him well, Brad Tyler might have come across as a bit of a Scrooge, a Grinch. Of course, those were people who did not know him well. Were the truth to be told, that was as far from an accurate description as saying Antarctica is a tropical climate. Brad was one of those rare individuals who got the true meaning of the holidays -- g...