Christmas Classics Novels & Stories

Hey, lovely readers, this is a Christmas special chapter, hope you enjoy. A Merry Christmas from me to you . “I love the Christmas-tide, and yet, I notice this, each year I live; I always like the gifts I get, but how I love the gifts I give!” ~Carolyn wells

She stood at the corner, arms folded, smile sharp as a glass ornament. Jace straightened instantly. I stepped back so fast I nearly tripped. Bianca’s gaze flicked between us — my swollen lips, his disheveled hair, the distance that wasn’t nearly enough. Her smile widened slowly. “Oh,” she said lightly. “This is going to be… fun.” And just like that… I knew: Christmas was about to get a whole lot worse.

Jingle finished last, pulling from her mouth to cum across her tits, white ropes mixing with their saliva on her swollen pink nipples. They collapsed around her, bodies tangled on the rug, the fire's warmth chasing the chill. Santa kissed her forehead, Jingle nuzzled her neck, Frost traced her hip, real men, flawed and fond, in the magic of the night. "Merry Christmas, Dory," Santa murmured, voice thick with emotion. She smiled, spent and throbbing, the fantasy alive in her veins. "Best gift ever."

He made fun of me as my cheeks burned from embarrassment. I sure hope I didn't pee on myself. The new Christmas song that was playing in the background now was "All I want for Christmas." by Mariah Carey. Santa Claus got on the bed again, teasing my clit with his slippery dick as he removed the soiled vibrator, stretching out his tongue to lick my release from it. "What do you want for this Christmas, girl?" He asked and I shut my eyes. "Your Cock, Santa Claus. Please ravish me hard." I pleaded as he continued to tease me down there, almost making me lose my mind.

she's going to be so sad. "I'll do my best, baby." I mean every word I say. If this is going to be our last Christmas here then we're going to make the very best of it. I guess I need to add a Christmas tree to my list. We have trees in one corner of the alleyway so if I could just get my hands on some lights and a few baubles then I could turn that into a Christmas tree. I need to go treasure hunting.

On a night long ago, in a manger far away, God delivered a promise we still cling to this day Through a sky filled with stars, the angels did sing And on a clear Christmas Eve, the melody still rings. Hear the song in the falling snow, In your heart, feel a love that grows With each flake that falls from above Hear God’s promise of eternal love Wrapped in warmth each cool December night We bask in the love of our family’s light. Bells are ringing, laughing children play, And in each chorus you’ll hear Him say,

“I’m really glad you’re here now. Sorry I’m being such a party pooper.” “Hey, it’s fine, we understand,” I assured him. “Plus, who knows? A good meal and some really bad Christmas jokes might help a little.” Chris raised his hands in surrender. “Alright, fine. Let’s go eat. I’m hungry, anyway. And Mom and Dad always prepare the best Christmas lunch.” I smiled at Chris, giving his arm a gentle squeeze. “And if it gets too festive, we’ll sneak back here and blast some classic rock. Just to keep things balanced.”

Evangeline Snow's P.O.V. Sleigh bells ring and the all too familiar sounds of classic Christmas music pour in through my earbuds as I walked down the snow-crusted sidewalk. Closing my eyes, I hummed along to the tune of “Hark! The Herald Angels Sing With lyrics written by Charles Wesley,.” Sad to say, this is probably as Christmassy as I'm going to get.

Tradition felt good. Opening presents around the tree had also been a normal affair. Her mother made sure that Christmas classics were playing through the home’s Bluetooth speakers. As they continued with their gift exchange, there was also the distinct scent of cinnamon in the air, with Ms. Carmichael lighting scented candles and placing them all around the living room.

"Well, get ready for a crash course then." "Christmas is a special time of the year," she explained, her voice filled with warmth. "It's a time when people come together to celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ. It's a time of love, joy, and giving. We exchange gifts, spend time with loved ones, and spread kindness to others."