Christmas Smut Novels & Stories

However, she couldn't deny that he tried to do all he could for Lucasta. The way he held the little girl showed he considered Lucasta like a jewel in his hand. By the time the two girls had finished cooking the dishes, Harvey and Samson had also finished decorating the Christmas tree. Because there is no electricity here to light the Christmas symbol, the two guys can only use candles and light them around the Christmas tree. Although they could not make the Christmas tree sparkle, in return, they made the space in the castle warm. Because Samson saw Lucasta staring at the small gift box, he took it and gave it to her to satisfy her curiosity.

And still, Sparkle couldn’t resist trying to reach him. “When we’re at home,” she added, “Hayzel and I put up the Christmas decorations the day after Thanksgiving... You have to have a little restraint, don’t you think? I mean this year, I actually saw Christmas wreaths for sale in September. That’s going a little far for me and I absolutely loooove Christmas.”

"Yes Santa." "Did you cum?" "Yes Santa." "Give Santa a taste with your finger." "Oh yes Santa. Yes." Beth reached under the top and her fingers easily gathered her wetness from her pussy. She brought her fingers back out and raised them. Chris eagerly anticipated her taste. He expected her to put her fingers to his mouth, but instead, Beth raised the fingers to her own lips and smeared the pussy juice around them like a wet lip gloss. She stepped forward to Chris. "Taste my naughty pussy Santa."

It was covered with my saliva, and I dropped to the ground, coughing badly as I placed my hand on my chest, trying to stabilize my heavy breathing and the ache I was feeling in my chest. My chest burned as his cock dangled in my face. Santa Claus groaned as he stroked his cock in front of me, his semen spilling out of his tip onto my face. It felt so warm and sticky, my lips parting in surprise as I realized that I was covered in cum that smelled so nice. I stretched out my tongue to suck his penis clean, loving how salty he tasted. I looked into Santa Claus's eyes through the mask and noticed it was darkening with desire. I should be scared and should run since I just saw an indication that

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."

They reached Tara’s car, and as soon as they got in, Tara squeezed Melody’s hand. As she got into the car, she made a silent prayer, she didn't believe in Christmas no more, but she was hoping for a Christmas miracle. The twelve days of Christmas song was blasting in the car. On the fourth day of Christmas my true love sent to me… “Cheating on a platter of gold.” How thoughtful.

"You should go, I'll be fine alone." Damon headed for the stairs without looking back, his shoulders rigid with tension, and I thought he was actually leaving until a violent sneeze tore through me. Then another, and another, my body suddenly wracked with chills that made my teeth chatter, and I curled into a ball trying to contain the shaking. "Fuck," Damon muttered, turning back, and in three strides he was beside the mattress, shrugging off his jacket. "Here, you're freezing." He draped the heavy fabric over me, his scent enveloping me immediately, and I burrowed into the warmth even as another sneeze escaped.

"I wanted to give you the most invaluable Christmas present and watch that smile appear on your face. I thought hard and deep, Little Greene. I was confused. I needed something that would show the love I have for you and how it keeps growing each passing day. I wanted to give something special, because you are to me, then I stopped thinking. Because you, Ashley Greene, will have the biggest smile on your face no matter what I give to you. You always do, and that's why I can never stop loving you. " "Geez, we get it. Just get to the damn thing already, man. This isn't a fucking proposal, it's fucking Christmas. " Vincent groans behind us and Sinclair turns to glare at him before meeting my ey

Soon her breathing was steady. I laid my head down beside her, my eyes closed slowly before they shot open. Oh crap, she is going to kill me, but I can’t help myself. “Hey, Samantha?” I shook her slightly and smiled as she looked up at me growling. I kissed her deeply until she stopped growling and started to smile. Slowly I broke the kiss and smiled. “Merry Christmas, Love.” ~~~~~

The downtown area was similar to a lot of the towns Dak had visited recently, looking for the perfect place to start his new endeavor, but there was something slightly different about Christmas Falls, something special he couldn’t quite put his finger on. The Christmas decorations hanging from the lamp posts and strung around the trees were the same white lights, red bows, garland, and cartoony characters as everywhere else, seasonal flowers blooming from the flower beds while banners announced where he was and that he was welcome there, but an excitement seemed to hang in the air that he could only describe as a certain kind of Christmas magic he couldn’t ever remember encountering before.