Kinky Christmas Novels & Stories

“There’s so much I want to do. I made a list of little holiday dates we can go on.” “That doesn’t surprise me,” Nikolai murmurs against the skin of Akio’s neck, before he starts pressing feather-light kisses against it. Akio squirms slightly with a giggle, and he feels Nikolai’s lips curl into a smirk. “Do you want to hear what they are?” Akio, knowing Nikolai would never say no, launches right into them. “We could have a Christmas movie marathon, for starters. I also really, really want to see The Nutcracker at the Seoul Arts Center. And there are also a bunch of Christmas concerts going on in December that will be so nice to attend.”

I want my happily ever after with Nathan. “Well, I’m still marking it on my calendar,” Kimmy advised. “Of course, Kimmy,” Nathan responded. “We’ll all be there for you,” Morgan said. Twerkley and Dutton were already coming to New York for Christmas. Now we just get to celebrate it even more!” “I have to go shopping for a dress!” Kimmy exclaimed. “Speaking of dress shopping,” I say, turning to Nathan. “What time is it tomorrow? I need to let Tiff know.”

Julia I stand back and watch Riley and Nina put the final touches on the Christmas tree, and then he pulls out a Christmas angel to sit on the top. "Would you like to put this on the top of the tree, Princess?" Nina is still bouncing on her toes. I swear the girl hasn’t stopped since she found out that we had the tree.

Her body trembled, pussy clenching around Jingle's digits, juices dripping down his wrist. She came hard, thighs quaking, a gush soaking Jingle's chin. "That's it, cum for us," Santa rumbled, licking her neck, his cock pressing hard against her back, massive, like the rest of him, straining his red pants. They didn't let her catch her breath. Jingle stood, shedding his tunic, his cock springing free, long and thick, veined like twisted candy cane, head flared and leaking.

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.

"Merry Christmas!" The door to Ariana’s room flew open with a bang. Cami bounded in like a whirlwind of energy, wearing fuzzy reindeer slippers and a massive grin. She jumped onto the foot of Ariana’s bed, oblivious to the way Ariana winced as her sore muscles protested the sudden movement.

"I'll just..." ... But Charlotte waves me down. "It's fine, Kirstie." She waves across the room to another chair. "Pull up a seat. Join us." Klempner shuffles, his eyes darting to mine, then, "I, um, I have something for you. A Christmas gift..." He stares at his feet, then looks up again. "... I had no idea what it should be; what would be appropriate. You already seem to have everything in your life. A home. Money. All the things you want."

Reaching out, she gave one of the girl’s pigtails a tug. “I promise, there will be lots of trees when we get into town. But remember, we’re getting a little one this year, okay?” Because of the Grinch and his aversion to all things festive. “I know! It’s like a fairy tree because it’s tiny and can go on a table to put in our room because Kaleb doesn’t like Christmas.” Her head tipped to one side. “How come he doesn’t, Mommy? Everybody likes presents. And Santa… And the reindeers, and Christmas trees filled with lights and all the merry stuff… How come, Mommy?”

And I'd watched enough videos sent by my perverted roommate to recognize what kind of sounds they were instantly. But wasn't Marissa's godmother, Jenna Johnston, inside that storage room? At the thought of that, a sudden heat rushed through me. An inappropriate image flashed through my mind. Ms. Johnston usually liked wearing dresses. Even during winter, she'd only add a pair of white stockings. The fabric would stretch tight across her perky butt, swaying with each step, always making it impossible for me to look away. But she always wore a cold expression, coming across as distant and untouchable.

Kai's voice rumbles low against her ear, darkly amused and dangerously enticing. "Yes." She shivers as his tongue traces the edge of her ear. "I didn't listen because I crave that danger." Kai chuckles, a deep, sinful sound. "Oh, you're my naughty little Christmas gift." Movement catches their attention. Jackson approaches now, no longer fighting or confused about what he wants.