Christmas Innuendo Novels & Stories

"Your turn to lay back for Santa's ride..." I groaned as Astrella's slick pussy clenched around my spent cock, her juices and my cum already leaking out in a filthy mess between us. She wasn't done, not by a long shot. That wicked grin of hers split wide, eyes flashing like the ornaments on the tree outside our window. The bedroom was bathed in those multicolored twinkles, casting rainbow flecks across her sweat-glistened skin, turning her into my own personal holiday slut show. "Round two, Dax," she purred, lifting off me with a wet pop, my cock springing free shiny and half-hard, strings of our mixed cream connecting us like tinsel. "You're gonna watch Santa's elf bounce on this North Pole

You may not get another one like it. The lobby of the hotel certainly set the tone for the Christmas season. Christmas carols played very softly in the background from discreetly hidden speakers. A huge tree sat to one side, adorned with what could be some of the most expensive ornaments in Austin. Wreaths with gold ribbon woven through them, were hung tastefully throughout the area, and every employee wore a green jacket and a red Santa hat. Bree had complained about the abundance of Christmas spirit. The hats might overdo it a little, but he wondered what had soured her on the holiday season. He'd added it to his list of items to learn about her today.

Kids should have Christmas. I had cleaned up and decided to make an appearance next door, as I'd promised, when I got a call from Steve. "Hey-ho, Stevorino." "Only my Grandma gets to say that, asshole." "Merry fuckin' Christmas to you too." I teased. I heard him chuckle. "Merry Christmas is right. At least for your neighbor." "How's that?" I asked, suddenly interested.

I've been ignoring him, but his persistence is becoming problematic. I deleted the message without reading it. The Christmas gala is in two days. The annual event where the city's elite gather to see and be seen, to make deals and alliances over champagne and caviar. I'll need to bring Ava, show her off as my devoted wife, maintain the illusion that everything is fine. She'll smile and play her part because she has no choice. Because I've made sure she has nowhere else to go and no one else to turn to. And I'll stand beside her, touching her waist, playing the role of perfect husband, hating myself a little more with every passing moment.

At Hermann's low tone, where it was difficult to distinguish whether that was a joke or a sincere provocation using disguise as an excuse, air inside the venue frozen cold. And the one whose heart dropped thumping most than anyone was none other than Hyeon-sin. === Hyeon-sin tried to give a eye-glare to Hermann telling him please not to cross the line, but before that, Hyo-jin, who was staggering with intoxication, intercepted words. “You really don't know the ways of the world? Today is Christmas Eve. There is no way empty guest rooms remain over! Just drink densely here.” Indeed, that was the correct answer. Hyeon-sin let out a sigh of relief inside, and formed a pleasant smile toward Hyo-

IT was the first day after the Christmas holiday and the new year,and I felt like I finally have everything I never wished for, not actually certain about that,I mean after the last session which went a high of a wrecking ball especially the prom,"parties are totally zero fun for me " Yeah I know what you thinking You thinking right tho, am the type that will be labeled a nerd"but basically not a complete one but the fact that Christmas was now done and dusted brings a grin to my face.

The decorations attached in the Christmas Tree are more visible when the lights are turned on, add that the decorations that are hanging are different. There are several Christmas balls, different colors of garlands, tinsel and ornaments. There were also decoration motifs such as Santa icons, Reindeers, Snowmen, Snowflakes, Gingerbread men, Candy Canes, Bells, Stars, Angels and Nativity Scene. "Can't wait to celebrate Christmas with you," I looked at Eli when he mentioned that. "For a while..." He walked away from Israel and me because someone suddenly called him. Even though the feeling was awkward, I still stayed in my place. Pretending to be unbothered when the man I tried to forget for a

Clutch asked. “I’m not sure we really want to know.” “Let’s go find Cutter,” Clutch said. “If he’s not stuck in the fuckin’ chimney.” The inside of the chapel looked as if a bomb had gone off during the taping of the “Burning Saints Holiday Special.” A very fresh-looking fir tree was propped up in the corner and decorated liberally with beer cans, bras, and panties. The tree looked as if it hadn’t been cut down, but rather pulled out of the ground. Grown ass men were passed out with Christmas ornaments hung in their beards. Tinsel was draped over every imaginable surface. Where there wasn’t tinsel, there was trash. Saints were strewn about the place, asleep on any chair, sofa, or available f

However, as I turned to leave, Louis took my hand and said, "No matter what your mom says, I'll only believe what I see. "Our wedding will go ahead as planned. Don't you dare think about leaving me." My eyes stung with unexpected tears. This was the first time anyone had chosen to believe me despite my mother's words. … After the disastrous Christmas dinner, Louis noticed my lingering gloom and suggested that we go on a road trip for a few days. We chose to go to a nearby small town. The festive atmosphere here felt much richer. The food was also wonderfully fresh. Louis and I had a great time.

She reread it, once, twice, as if the words might change if she blinked. He had approved her Christmas leave. Her chest tightened, confusion settling heavily in its place. This wasn’t like him. Alton Donovan did not grant favors lightly, and when he did, he was an absolute asshole. She glanced toward his office. The door was closed. Scarlet leaned back in her chair, heart racing now for an entirely different reason. There had to be a catch with this man.