Kinky Christmas Novels & Stories

“Hmm, I love you, Christmas.” I was in the middle of my dreams when I heard a whispered that is so close to me. I can feel a lips kissing my neck and my eyes got widened seeing it was Duke at my top like a bloodsucker vampire! “D-duke!” I yelled quietly. He stopped kissing my neck. “I'm sorry, Christmas, I can't stop myself. I really want you badly right now.” “B-but, Duke–” “Please?” he begged, “I want to feel you again.” he added.

“My friend Jen was talking about some private investor from Indianapolis who’s in town right now, trying to get a feel for how we do Christmas at Christmas Falls. She heard he’s considering buying a few properties and fixing them up. For what, she didn’t say, but he doesn’t seem like the sort of big, greedy corporate fair you’re trying to avoid. Maybe you should talk to him.” “Maybe you should worry about your own self,” Memory said back without turning her head, and Kirsten sighed loudly while Bryce told her to let it go, prompting Lorelei to break into the theme song from Frozen which had them all laughing, including Memory, despite her frustration at her sister’s suggestion. Memory watche

After the first one, he usually decided to skip, but he had made an exception for Alex’s New Year’s Eve party. Kieran and I had reconciled later on Christmas day. After our fight, he gave me the silent treatment and ignored me while I griped for his attention, trying my best to express how sorry I was. I’m not sure if he had heard a single one of my excuses, as he refused to acknowledge my existence until the four of us – him, his mum, May and me – were sat around the Christmas tree. It was a tiny little thing, all plastic and wires. Kieran hates it – every year, he’d complain that it wasn’t proper. He thinks that the whole point of Christmas is the authenticity and that there’s no point in

Christmas music blasted from everywhere he went now. While he was working it was on the radio, when he went to get a drink from the local shop it was there too. It was strange. They didn’t really have music like this playing around the pack house on the lead up to Yule… Although many humans seem to celebrate Christmas instead. Kimberly did anyway and she was looking forward to her last Christmas without a child, although she was looking forward to Christmas with their baby too the following year.

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.

“That could have been embarrassing.” “Please,” Zoe said, waving her off. “I knew you wouldn’t be. You’re not the type.” “Thanks?” Katie said, noting the red underwear and tank top that Zoe was sporting, complete with white furry trim. “Come on,” Zoe said. She reached out and tugged on Katie’s hand. “It’s a Christmas miracle.” “Fine. Just stop prancing around. You look like a skanky elf that got kicked out of Santa’s workshop.” Zoe glanced down, then laughed. “I do, don’t I? This was just in case old Saint Nick decided to leave a cute boyfriend under the tree for me this year.” She gave a dramatic sigh. “I was extra good this year, but alas, no boyfriend.”

"So when you told Hayley that you know where she can help children out, you mean an orphanage?" "Yes, exactly!" Korina giggled like a child. And now that I knew her a tad bit better…I didn’t feel as threatened for having her near Hayley any longer. "Miss Korina," Hayley called out to her, thankfully joining the conversation because as okay as I was to talk to a stranger, I wasn’t very good at making awkward small talk. "Yes, honey?" Korina turned her entire attention to Hayley. "What do you think I'll be getting for Christmas?” Hayley asked without hesitation. “Miss Kathleen says Santa Claus would visit me and that he likes cookies and milk. Has he ever visited you before?"

“Get dressed. Your binder’s on the desk.” The party was a wall of noise and bodies. The Sigma house basement was thick with the smell of beer, sweat, and cheap cologne. Cynthia, dressed in her loose jeans, t-shirt, and the constrictive binder, felt like she was moving through a dream. The soreness between her legs and the deeper ache in her ass were constant, visceral reminders of the hours before. Simon’s hand was a brand on her shoulder, guiding her through the crowd. “Cyril! My roommate!” he announced to a group of guys, his voice all easy camaraderie. She forced a grin, nodding, her voice dropping to the lower register she’d practiced.

Kip It’s Friday the twenty-third of December, and the last day we’re officially open at Kingpinz for several weeks. The girls in the office have put up a Christmas tree a few weeks ago, and they’ve decorated their desks with tinsel and other festive ornaments. The guys haven’t bothered, as usual, and mostly complain about all the fuss while secretly enjoying the atmosphere. All morning the secretaries have been organizing our Christmas party. There’s going to be a Secret Santa, and the caterers we’ve hired are just finishing setting up the food and drink in the boardroom.

There was this event set aside for couples only. People would show up with their love, play games, eat, and have fun. It's a lively thing that happens every Christmas evening. To others, it was just a show, but for me, it was more than that…it was the day I wanted Jax to fall on his knees and beg me to come back. Although he had, that wasn't enough because I still see him with Eleanor. I want Eleanor out of his life. I rushed towards the door without thinking I clicked the door open. A lady stepped in without notifying me.