Merry Christmas Erotic Novels & Stories

"Come on my dick, baby. Soak it with your pretty little cum.” She screamed my name, her entire body trembling as she came apart on my dick. Her pussy clamped down so tightly that I could barely move inside her, her juices flooding out around me as she rode out her intense orgasm. It was fucking beautiful. The most erotic sight I'd ever seen.

Merry hissed, giving orders. Chris put his penis into Merry's body and started shaking his hips roughly. Merry also rocked violently on his hips. "Aah… feel so good… Nnngh…" Merry moaned in pleasure. Chris' movements got faster and rougher until Merry quickly reached the peak of pleasure. "I want to explode…. Nngh…. Oooh…" Merry moaned deliciously. "Me too… Aaah…. Nnngh…" Chris groaned, which was also almost to its peak.

The water in the shower is joining as the water dripping on our body. "I miss you," I whispered, thrusting my cock from her back. "Ahh, fuck! Fuck me right there," she moaned crazily. I entered my cock in and out in her wet pussy making it deeper and faster that drives her more crazy. When we finally reach our climax, I hugged her still from the back. "You are only mine, Christmas. There's no way in hell you will come back to that asshole," I whispered and I felt her head nodded as she agreed.

“Me, too. From now on, I’m your Christmas Memory.” Dak grinned, his eyes dancing in the reflected gleam from the Christmas lights, and Memory lost herself in his kiss, certain they’d be together for all the Christmases yet to come.

All I cared about was my desperate need to come. “God, you’re so hot,” Jason muttered, his voice thick and heavy with want. “You’re ass is red, and your cunt’s absolutely dripping. And you’re just so damn sexy when you’re bad. What am I going to do with you?” In answer to his own dreamy question, Jason eased me off his lap and positioned me on my hands and knees. Wasting no time, he stripped and slipped his cock into my pussy, and we both moaned softly. Jason rocked in and out of me, his pelvis slapping against my ass flesh and reawakening the burn of his blows. Each new wave of heat made my cunt drip that much more, encouraging him to pick up his pace. Before long, he was slamming into me w

I let her nipple go, so I can watch as I send her over, “Merry Christmas, Ella.” ”Oh, God…Jace…” Her hand comes down and grips my wrist as she starts to thrust against my fingers, riding out the waves of her climax. Removing my fingers, I suck her essence from them before I sit on the edge of the bed, waiting for her to calm down. I caress her skin while I wait, watching as goosebumps spread across her skin from my touch. “Good morning, Jace, and Merry Christmas to you too.” She says shyly.

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.

I swallowed greedily, moaning around his thickness. We collapsed in a sweaty, cum-soaked mess around 4 AM. My body ached deliciously, pussy throbbing and full of his seed. Ethan pulled me against his chest, hand lazily stroking my ass. “Matilda... that was insane,” he murmured. I kissed his chest, already feeling the stirrings of more desire. He chuckled darkly, hand sliding between my legs again. “I’m nowhere near finished with this pussy.”

The adrenaline made every encounter explosive. By day four we were addicted. Quickies in the laundry room. Fingering under the dinner table. Every moment stolen and filthy. The forbidden nature made the pleasure sharper than anything I had experienced. The final days of the holiday week felt electric. Every glance across the room carried promises. Jake and I pushed the limits harder. Christmas Eve night, after the family went to sleep, he came to my room again. "Whole week and I still can't get enough," he said, stripping me fast. He laid me on the bed and ate my pussy like a starving man. Tongue plunging deep, fingers everywhere. I came twice before he climbed up and thrust inside me.

The warm, soft feeling made my whole body tremble. It felt so good. That intense wave of pleasure shot through me like electricity. I gripped the edge of the bed and swallowed hard, afraid to even make a sound. Every cell in my body felt like it was on fire. I couldn't hold back anymore. I pushed Lauren down beneath me and pressed against her with all my strength. She opened herself to me. We spent the next few hours together. When we finally stopped, it was already 3:00 am. Lauren and I fell into a deep sleep.