Erotic Christmas Novels & Stories

Snow fell outside, the world quiet, bearing witness to the sinful, decadent celebration inside. When they finally collapsed, tangled together, she looked up at him, her eyes wide, still trembling. Her big tits heaved, pussy glistening, innocence now a memory wrapped in pleasure. “Best… Christmas… ever…” she whispered. He kissed her forehead, brushing wet hair from her face. “Santa always delivers… and you… you were the perfect gift.” She smiled, trembling, shivering, every nerve ending singing from pleasure. This Christmas, her wish had been granted in full—her innocence, lust, and every desire wrapped into one decadent, unforgettable present.

So we needed to know more than we currently do about each other. Once we were both finished I leaned forward, my elbows on the table. "I know its only 9 o'clock but should we go get ready for the errands we need to run?" "There's more than one errand?" "Yep!" I beamed. I was going to show Knox all that Rutland has to offer. It may be cold, and maybe snowing, but Rutland at Christmas time was the best. Every store and building decorated to the nines. Plus we had a few days before Christmas to do some stuff.

She could feel her spanked bottom rubbing as she bounced and ground against his lap. Dave leaned forward, pulling one nipple into his mouth and teasing it, licking the water droplets off her skin. They embraced, making slow, sensual love. Eventually, they both found their climaxes, unhurried and deeply satisfying. Afterward, they climbed out of the hot tub and went to bed, falling asleep wrapped in each other’s arms almost immediately. Erica woke first on Christmas morning. She stretched her stiff muscles, a giant smile spreading across her face as she remembered the night before. She couldn’t believe how things had turned out.

We both laugh but then he said something really touching, "You know...this's all I want for Christmas...I want you!" "I know, sweetie...I'm thinking' that same thing." I watched him lustfully admiring my dick and rub his hand over my taught abs. In its glory, the cock was swollen and bobbing inches from his face. He quickly returned to caressing and stroking the fruit of his manly desires. Even though we'd been together forever, and every aspect of my body was vividly pictured in his head, he loved to hold me...touch me...and lick me. Celebrating every inch...every vein, he rode my dick with his mouth, over and over and over. I felt the head pulsing and pushing at his throat, "Uhhhh...uhhhh.

he teased. “Says The Chad Stoneface.” She countered. “ Six whole days you're all brood and the last you've transformed into an absolutely different person.” “Well, it's Christmas and I got something great this year.” “Oh really boss, and what could that be?” He leaned in so close to her ear that she could smell his cologne. And then his lips tugged slightly as he whispered. “You. Santa gave me a Jasmine for Christmas.” Jasmine's heart raced, she could feel her heart doing an awkward somersault. She looked at Chad again making sure this was real and she hadn't misheard him. He had a mischievous smile on his face.

I continued my dance , swaying my hips and teasing him . Slowly, I started taking off the lingerie from the bralette, revealing my firm, round breasts and my nipples which were already hard as stones. Nathan’s breathing grew heavy as he watched, completely mesmerized by my erotic display. He reached out, tracing a finger down my stomach, pausing at my waist . I moaned softly as his fingers brushed against my sensitive skin, my body trembling in anticipation. He pulled me closer, his lips finding mine in a passionate kiss. I reached for the waistband of his pants, undoing them with practiced ease. I slipped my hand inside and wrapped my fingers around his hard length, stroking it firmly.

I started to sit up a little bit, but Winter placed her hand on my bare chest and forced me back down. "Stay." Her words were so seductive, I had no choice but to obey. Winter climbed on top of me, straddling me, kissing me passionately. She slowly moved her hand up my chest and to my throat. She gently moved my head by my throat and kissed her way down my neck. I know we are both horny but Winter seems more primal. Once she reached the area between my neck and shoulder, my dick twitched in excitement as she kissed, licked, and sucked where her mark will reside.

Her curiosity could not let her walk past without eavesdropping. She walked closer to the door for her to hear clearly. "Alex's mother is Jessica, my supposed dead daughter." She heard and she nearly dropped her handbag. If Eric's look-like sister, which is Alex's mother, is the daughter of the Bleak, then what is her story? She wondered, "could Erica just look like her or is there more?" Christy asked herself. The striking resemblance between the dead Jessica and her sister couldn't be overlooked. Without wasting time, she left the mansion straight away. It was early morning on the 30th of December and the Christmas holiday would soon be over.