Merry Christmas Erotic Novels & Stories

She truly did enjoy the way he handled her but it wasn’t enough to give her an orgasm except if she added a vibrator. Reed watched proudly as Light pulled out and slammed inside into Lexi’s wet pussy. “Ah!” She moaned loudly, her hips swirling as if begging for more. This moment made him admit that Light was truly the freakiest among them all. Within a few minutes with sex demons, he was already balls deep inside one of them. Reed felt his cock growing harder the more he watched the erotic live p**n. He smoothly slid his hand into Red's leather pants and then slipped his fingers under her thong.

I whimpered with pleasure. “I want you to cúm for me, Amaya.” That was all it took for my orgasm to tear through me. My legs shook violently. Ryan held me up as it consumed me. It felt endless. He followed seconds later. Heat filled me. His moans were loud as he continued through the aftershocks. “Merry Christmas, Princess.” He growled softly.

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.

Sandro fastens his pace to reach his room quickly, he can't wait to open his fly and get his hard meat out. "I'm fine, Venice. Merry Christmas again, I need to hang up now. Goodbye," Sandro ended the call after he reached his room. He tossed his phone on the side table and quickly took off his sweaters and pants, leaving him naked. Sandro can't stand the heat within. Sandro laid on his bed, close his eyes. His mind quickly wandered to Demie. With her round breasts, Sandro wants to touch and squeeze those and bring its nips on his mouth. Just by the thought of it, made Sandro groan.

I moaned as it rushed out of me. “Fuck… cum for me darling” He said as he smiled, licking my thighs and pussy. I have never experienced a squirting orgasm in my life, it felt good, raw and pleasurable. I laid on the desk, my breath was uneven. I couldn’t explain what I was feeling.

Inside, a man and a woman were entangled on the bed, their clothes completely removed. Some people immediately covered their faces, unable to look any longer. The more timid young ladies even let out frightened screams. My mother flew into a rage. "Charlotte Young! You have some nerve—how dare you commit such indecent, shameless acts! "Drag her out here. I'll kill her myself!" "Who exactly are you dragging out, Mom?" The people in front of me spun around. I was standing at the back of the crowd, stretching on my toes to peer over their shoulders, my expression nothing but mild curiosity.

I cried out, pleasure and pain mixing so much so that I had no idea which one controlled me. "Beg. For. It," Mark spoke between gritted teeth, just on the verge of breaking. I smiled into the mattress, my body humming as lightning shot through me. My pussy clenched, and my nail dug into the sheet as I tried to push back against him. I was riding out the waves, each one hitting me that much harder. The pressure inside of my chest was about to explode "Mark!" I screamed his name, my legs shaking as the words left me. I was falling, helplessly into the darkness. My body was clinging to every single stroke that Mark offered me. I was fucked, literally.

I drag my nails down his back, bite his shoulder, let my hands claw through his hair. We’re not quiet. We don’t want to be. And when I feel him getting close, I pull his face to mine. “Look at me,” I whisper. “Come with me.” He buries himself deeper, and I reach between us, rub my clit fast and rough, desperate to come again— And when we do, we fall apart together. It’s not clean. Not soft. It’s messy and breathless and everything. He shudders above me, spills inside me, bites down on my shoulder as I cry out beneath him.

Making it last till she shook and babbled. Then I let go. I pushed deep and groaned. Shot thick loads inside her. Pump after pump. Filling her up till cum leaked out around my dick. I stayed in her for a minute. Let the cameras catch the mess dripping from her fucked pussy. Chrissy panted under me. Blindfold still on. Small smile on her lips. “Thank you… thank you Nate. That felt so good…” I kissed her forehead softly, then whispered, “Good girl.” But my eyes were on the laptop.

Hovering over me, collar still around my throat, he drove back inside with savage need. “Look at me while I fuck you,” he demanded. Our eyes locked as he claimed me. The firelight danced across his muscular chest. I wrapped my legs around him, nails digging into his back as another climax threatened. “Come inside me,” I whispered desperately. “Fill your stepdaughter’s pussy.” With a deep, animalistic groan, Marcus buried himself deep and came hard. Thick ropes of hot cum flooded me, pulse after pulse, as he growled my name. I came one final time with him, moaning brokenly into his mouth as we kissed.