Erotic Christmas Novels & Stories

It was as if everything else faded away, and there were only the two of us. Everything happened so fast, like a scene from a movie, and I didn't see it coming. Another taste of Arthur's lips was all I needed for Christmas and even though he claimed not to like Christmas, he had granted my wish unknowingly. I felt his hand on my cheek, cradling me almost tenderly, while his other hand went down my body to rest on my waist…as he jerked me forwards, so that I landed flat against his chest, a small gasp escaping my lips when I found my body pressed up against his.

He grunts, "soak my cock princess." My lips find his as my pleasure builds and explodes, a wave of euphoria crashing through me. I feel James shudder as his own euphoria courses through him. I feel his cum slide around his cock and run down my ass to mix with the sweat and cookies already in the sheets. "Merry Christmas princess."

She raised up to reach him, and he tilted down and pressed his lips to hers. Dak leaned up, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “I can recall most of my twenty-seven Christmases, and they’ve all been great, but I have to say, I think the best ones are yet to come. Years from now, when I’m old and gray, I want you with me. I want to think back to this night and how this was the beginning, the very first, of many wonderful Christmases to come.” She slid her hand up to his cheek, caressing him before resting it on his shoulder as they both moved toward each other until their foreheads pressed together. “Me, too. From now on, I’m your Christmas Memory.”

Your man’s going to spank your ass later,’ he said in his mind before following them. Demie, on the other hand, was still clinging to Aly's arm as they entered the inside of the venue. Christmas decors on every corner, a large Christmas tree was settled on the side with its bright chirstmas lights and a gold star on the top. And with the christmas song played, people smiling at each other, Demie can really feel the spirit of Christmas. Someone meets them, a man who Demie thinks is the same age as Sandro. "Auntie, Merry Christmas," he greeted the woman and kissed her on the cheek.

I start kissing her back while my hands is busy on massaging her boobs that making her to moan. "C-carlos, this isn't right," she said between her moan. "You are my wife, Christmas, and this isn't the first time we did this," I whispered on the back of her ear. "But-" "No buts for me, Love. I'm going to enter you now." I take down her panty and take off my short. Christmas's hands are now in the wall while her body is slightly bend for me to enter her from the back. I entered my cock inside her and thrust her faster while holding on her boobs. The water in the shower is joining as the water dripping on our body.

“Show them how good you fuck.” She started moving. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. Till she increased speed and her tits bounced right in front of his face. Jax sucked on one nipple while slapping her ass hard enough to turn it bright red. The crowd loved it. They shouted crude encouragement while she rode him faster. And faster Sweat ran down her back. Her pussy made wet disgusting noises every time she took him deep. Jax gripped her ass and thrust up to meet her, making it rougher.

Before I could figure out what was going on, a tall and slender woman approached Dylan and me. She locked arms with Dylan and shot me an irritated look, asking, "Who's this?" Dylan answered before I could even say a word, speaking in a tone that made it seem like we had coincidentally run into each other. "She's Blake's girlfriend. She came to look for him." The woman immediately dropped her guard and curiously gave me a once-over. She smiled sweetly and introduced herself as Trixie Ashford. She was Dylan's girlfriend, and she had returned to the country specifically to celebrate Christmas with him.

We kiss for many seconds until we're both breathless, our hearts pounding so loud we can hear it. “Merry Christmas doll.” Jaxon whispers against my parted, throbbing lips. He caresses my face, his greenish-amber eyes telling me just how much he loves me and will never let me go. I shift closer to him, careful not to let his cock pull out, then I touch his lips with my trembling fingers and whisper to him with all my heart, “Merry Christmas Daddy.”

"The night's not over yet, Santa. I want my real present before we sleep." I chuckled low, my cock already twitching under the sheets despite the exhaustion. "Babe, we've been partying since noon. You sure you don't wanna save this for Christmas morning? Ho ho ho and all that." She pouted, but it was all fire, her hand diving straight under the waistband of my boxers, fingers wrapping around my thickening shaft with a firm, teasing squeeze. "Nah, this is Christmas Eve special delivery. You've been eyeing my ass all night under that mistletoe. Time to unwrap your naughty elf." She stroked me slow, thumb circling the head where pre-cum was already beading, her breath hot against my neck as she

[ warning mature content] Strictly R-18 El-Kharis's eyes smoldered with a dark, irresistible desire as his voice, rough and commanding, broke the silence. "Now, it's your turn to pleasure me." Esteria's heart pounded with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. She was eager to reciprocate the intense pleasure El-Kharis had given her but felt an overwhelming pressure to perform perfectly. She took a deep breath, her eyes darting over his powerful, muscular frame as he lay sprawled on the bed, his erection standing tall and firm, throbbing with need.