Erotic Christmas Novels & Stories

Xavier said as he moaned. His fingers moved to my swollen clit and began making circle motions across the sensitive bud that lay within and sparks began to dance on my flesh where our flesh touched one another’s. My hands moved to my breasts as I cupped them, giving them a squeeze and then pulling tight off my nipple. The pleasure of all the erotic stimulations mixed together made something within me combust and I felt myself once again tightening around his cock and Xavier said, “Yes Love, come for me again.” And that’s exactly what I did as the fireworks once again went off in my head sending tingles to every single inch of my being. Xavier continued to thrust up into me prolonging my high

I'm twitching, shaking, back arched— He reaches down and picks up the champagne bottle. Before I can say a word, he pours the last little bit over my pussy. I gasp at the sudden bubbling cold. I try to wriggle away but he holds me down and sucks the champagne from my clit and the folds of my pussy, licking me clean, making these filthy delighted noises as he does it. "Fuck, Eros, you need to warn a girl before you drench her in champagne." He slides his fingers in deep, silencing me as a low moan wrenches itself from my throat.

I'm driven crazy. "You taste fucking sweet. Like fucking Christmas," he growls from between my legs and licks his lower lip. "How does Christmas taste?" I look at him as he crawls on top of me. "Like ginger biscuits," he chuckles. "You're my early Christmas present." *** "Are you hungry?" "For food or you mean something else?" Viktor stretches his body. "For food. Jesus, are you a sex machine or what?" I roll my eyes. "Do I hear you complain, little miss naughty?"

"We should be thanking you. This is—I mean—" "Life-changing," Marcus supplies. "Seriously," Jackson agrees. "I'm pretty sure we're never going to top this." "Well," I say, rolling over to straddle Marcus, "the night's not over yet." His eyes darken. "Again?" "One more time." I lean down to kiss him. "For Christmas." He grabs my hips, already getting hard again beneath me. "Yes ma'am." This time is slower. Less frantic. We've gotten the desperate need out of our systems and now it's just about pleasure.

‘Did I really let that THING enter me in the past? I must be a superhero. “Don’t worry,” Eric reassured. “You ate my d*ck quite fine before. You’d survive.” Is that a way to comfort me? Either way, I don’t want to stop in the middle. So, I nodded my head and said, “D-Do it.” Eric frowned and cursed undertone. He brushed his hair upwards and whispered, “Damn. You’re an aphrodisiac to me. Sh*t.” Eric rubbed his glans, touching my entrance. Then he began to push the tip of his glans carefully.

“Right here on the rug. Santa wants to unwrap his present properly.” I sank down onto the plush fur, the heat from the dying fire licking across my skin. He knelt between my thighs, his eyes hidden behind the hood of his coat, raking over every inch of me like he was memorizing. “Look at this body,” he murmured, almost reverent. “Tits flushed and marked, nipples hard as fucking diamonds, pussy swollen and dripping with two loads already.” “This is prettiest Christmas gift I’ve ever seen.” He leaned down and pressed an open-mouthed kiss on the top of my breasts, then dragged his tongue in a slow, wet line down between my breasts, over my navel, stopping just above my clit.

Roman groaned deeply, his hand sliding up to squeeze my breast as he gave one last slow, deep thrust inside me. “You’re going to be the death of me, Chelsea,” he murmured, biting the back of my neck. “My perfect, filthy little Christmas gift.” I smiled against the counter, my pussy still fluttering around him. This was only the beginning. And I couldn’t wait to see how much more of Daddy’s cock I could take before the holidays were over.

As soon as Erika arrived at the mansion, one of the servants led her inside, and after showing her the way to her master's room, he left. By this time, Erika was completely red, her hand was shaking and her skin was sweating. Due to the side effects of having combined different aphrodisiacs. The woman entered the man's room and was not surprised to see him sitting on a leather piece of furniture next to a bed, with his member fully erect in a vigorous manner. Chad, raised his hand and motioned for her to come closer, Erika locked the door, and as Chad had asked her to do, she approached him. The man, smiled at her as he said. -I see you came prepared, I can see the need you have, the carnal

I had been scared of losing my virginity, but Eric made it something I would always remember. He held me close, stroking my hair. “I wonder what your pussy is made of, you're just too sweet,” he said quietly. “There is still so much I want to show you.” I nodded, still resting my head on his chest, feeling safe, satisfied, and completely his.

"You already marked me. We already do the sex thing. We should do the wedding thing." "The sex thing?" I repeated, trying not to burst out laughing. "It's a very good thing," Christy informed me seriously. "He's VERY good at the sex thing. Like, REALLY good. Do you know what he can do with his—" "Alright," Eric interrupted quickly, his ears going red. "That's definitely enough sharing for tonight." He scooped her up like she weighed nothing. She immediately went boneless in his arms. "You're so strong," she sighed happily. "I love when you carry me. Makes me feel tiny."