Inappropriate Christmas Pajamas Novels & Stories

What the fuck are those?” I blurt before I can stop myself. He doesn’t look at me, gaze fixed a few inches to my left. “They’re pajamas, Bennett. Sleepwear. To avoid making others uncomfortable.” “Hate to break it to you, bud, but those aren’t pajamas. They’re jammies.”

He could smell his daughter's arousal. "Give me a second and I'll get changed," he muttered. Alone in his bedroom, Phil stripped off the wet shorts and boxers and contemplated his stubborn erection. Then he remembered that his daughter had bought him some pajamas for Christmas. He hadn't worn them before, and this seemed like the perfect opportunity for him to do so. It seemed safer than just wearing boxers or shorts. He grinned at the irony when he opened the plastic packaging. The pajamas were from a company named Joe Boxer. He quickly pulled on the warm pajama pants and then took off his t-shirt and pulled the pajama shirt over his head.

She instantly understood what she’d just interrupted and hurried to say, “These are your brother’s pajamas. He’s not much shorter than Archer, so they should fit okay. Have him try them on first—if they don’t fit, you can go buy another set.” Archer walked over and took the pajamas from her. James was tall, so the size probably wasn’t an issue. But the style… Well, back then he had a bit of a comic book obsession. The pajamas were printed with Spider-Man and Ultraman. Seeing the print herself, Rachel couldn’t help but laugh and turned to Aria. “Maybe take Archer to the supermarket nearby and buy a new set. If you need anything else, get it while you’re out.” There was a large grocery store j

His aunt and grandmother were cooking Christmas Day dinner … and they were heading to their air b&b. Emerson had got Sawyer a few games for Christmas. One was a car bingo game and another was a tray that he could draw on. But his favorite game she’d gotten was a trivia one. So he quizzed everybody the entire hour it took them to get there. She also got him some Despicable Me pajamas that he had insisted on wearing.. with matching minion house shoes. And she had gotten him all the funko pop collectibles of the characters in the movie .. he’d already set them all around his bedroom. Em also bought him sheets with the characters that he immediately put on his bed .. along with a new blanket wit

Considering that Joseph often wore pajamas at home, it seemed like a practical choice. "Miss, this pajama set also has a women's version. It's currently on sale. Two sets for a 55% discount. It's an amazing deal. Would you like to get an extra one?" The salesperson presented a matching set of pajamas in the same color to her. Chloe's eyes sparkled as she laid her gaze upon the outfit. ‘A 55% discount!’ She reached out and felt the fabric, which seemed even softer than Joseph's. Realizing that she did not have many summer pajamas, she felt a strong temptation. However, the sets were designed for couples. Would Joseph misunderstand her intentions if she bought them?

I couldn’t believe someone our age could be so excited about Christmas, but then I also remembered he said he’d never really had much of a Christmas before. I groaned and sat up. “Hit me again, and you’re gonna spend Christmas inside of the chimney,” I told him, but I was smiling. He was standing there in the matching Christmas pajamas we’d all gotten, red pants and a green top with little white candy canes all over them, with his hair all messed up like he’d actually been asleep for once, basically bouncing up and down with excitement. The room was barely even light, and a glance at the clock told me it wasn’t even six o’clock yet, which meant I’d been asleep for less than four hours. I gro

Aria's POV Camelle and Gerald had left, I sat in my room glowing in the amazing purple sequence flowing dress I had chosen. It clung to every curve on my body. It was one puffed handed, off shouldered and had a slit at the back that went up to my thigh.

I thought I was beginning to understand what my mom was always saying about it being better to give than receive. “Cadence! Your pajamas are upstairs in your room,” my mom said, as if she’d just realized what my sister was wearing. “Oh, that’s okay,” Cadence protested. Perhaps she didn’t want to wear her Christmas jammies in front of her coworker. “Now, come on Cadence. You know the rules. Christmas jammies for presents!” my mom insisted, and I thought back to that movie, A Christmas Story, where Ralphie has to put on those rabbit pajamas. I knew Cadence’s were the same as mine, though, red and green with reindeer heads. They weren’t so bad.

It’s so pretty to look at in the night sky. When we got home, we all got a bath, yuck. I wouldn’t say I like baths. Amaryllis loves baths so much she plays around in the water. I prefer to get it over with and get out of the water. Who wants to sit in their filth? But whatever. After bath time, we were put in special pajamas for the holiday. They were comfier than those fancy clothes we had to wear for the festival. “Azriel, that’s the wrong pajama set.” Daddy groaned after Zio Azriel finished dressing me.

I ask, turning between the both of them. “No.” Nick chuckles out. “I picked those pajamas up for you while I was out getting your actual surprise. It would probably be best if you wear some clothes around us. Otherwise, we will absolutely end up inside of you. And before you say that’s what you want, we know, because it’s what we want too. But your pussy needs a break from us. So no more cock for you until tomorrow, at least.” I bite my bottom lip. “Fine.” I agree, pouting. “But you guys better keep some clothes on too. You’re not the only ones who get horny.”