Naughty Gifts Novels & Stories

As she unwrapped the layers of red wrapping paper, a delicate and alluring ensemble emerged before her eyes. There, nestled within the box, was a red lacy bra, a matching red thong, and a net kimono. Vivian couldn't deny their beauty and craftsmanship, yet she felt conflicted about their significance. The intimate nature of the gift made her reflect on her past experiences with Ted and the complicated feelings that still lingered.

The dinner table fell into a dead silence. “Sweetheart, come with me.” Mom led me to the backyard and pushed open the storage room door. In the corner were more than a dozen neatly stacked cases of the exact same whisky. Some were damp and moldy, others were covered in cobwebs. These were all the New Year’s gifts I had my husband, Kevin Zane, buy over the past three years. “W-What is this?” My voice came out dry. My throat was tight.

She also resisted the urge to cough as the smoke tickled her throat. “I was told you like to have the first go with the new girls. I guess you can say I was sent by a secret Santa. But if you do not like my gifts, I can return them.” “You already look like a washed up two bit whore to me. I will decide if I like your gifts or not cunt. And you will not speak another word unless I fucking tell you to speak.”

"Go away." Spencer pretended to kick her away before continuing to sniff them. Sitting on the couch, Yuna smiled widely. After Spencer was satisfied, he started giving the gifts to the kids. Natalie and Nathaniel happily accepted everything from him. After playing with them for a long while, Spencer pulled out a gift for Yuna. "Surra, here's a gift for you too." "For me?" Yuna was surprised. Seeing the bottles of facial products, makeup essentials, and perfume, she couldn't help but complain, "Spencer, don't you think these are too much for me to use?"

I didn’t even crack a smile as the rest of them roared with hysterics. I hated Secret Santa, but my dislike was tempered more than a touch when it came Mae’s turn to tear open her wrapping. Her cheeks went up in her trademark crimson as a Naughty Mrs Claus lingerie set came into view. Again, the gathered participants roared — but my interest in that little gift box was anything but humorous. How my dick fucking twitched at the thought of that perky little ass in a red satin thong. I could practically feel the twang of it under my thumb as I’d part those sweet cheeks nice and wide for me.

It would have been a disaster if I’d joined them for their annual ritual without any gifts of my own to present. Muna gets her gifts first, and she squeals at the entire collection of Disney Princess dolls from her father, a building block set from her grandmother, a light-up activity board from her Aunty Paris, a Bianca City Life dollhouse from her Uncle Kennedy, and the most beautiful two-piece Burberry knit dress and cardigan set from her Uncle Reagan. By the time her little hands touch my own gift, I pray she isn’t disappointed, and I regret her not opening it before the other wonderful gifts she’s gotten. But she is excited by the musical storybooks, throwing her arms around me as she t

First impression matters so his head can turn. Naomi handed me her gift next—an elegant box with luxury perfume oils and scented body sprays. "Soft, sweet, and seductive, A triple threat. We have to make you smell like his favorite dish." "Now me!" Cassie said, practically bouncing. You could tell she's up to no good at all. When I opened her bag, I gasped. A bright pink box full of... well... everything inappropriate you could think of. "Cassie!" I squealed, holding up a vibrator, edible lotion, and a pair of fuzzy handcuffs. "Are you insane?!"

"Well, you can give her gifts…" An idea lit in my head and I snapped my fingers. "A vacation! She wants a vacation. I'll give her gifts, but I'll take her on a vacation. " Aubrey snorted. "So his brain works afterall." Hazel smiled, shaking her head as i glared at Aubrey while she stuck her tongue at me. "Don't mind Aubrey's nonsense. You aren't so bad afterall." After a series of helping me order things Naomi likes to make up a gift package, they pushed me put to the direction of her room, holding a bouquet of roses, and a life sized Teddy bear, and a box of chocolates.

Nova giggles, “We don’t even have a place together yet, but it looks like at least one or two rooms are going to be decorated in rainbows! Thank you!” Nova’s Aunt Rosa gives us some Candles that Nova knows the meaning of and some florida water, in a gift basket that contains a variety of bath, body and sexual care type items. Wash cloths and handtowels, again in rainbow theme, with soaps and lotions and lubes and a waterproof vibrator and some condoms. “If I had realized that Nova gives as much as they take, I probably would have gotten some extra extra large condoms,” she teases. “Auntie, you and Cassie make it sound like I am scary huge!” Nova gasps.

begged Ruby, the girl, her curly hair bouncing with every movement. "Surprise?" I asked, arching an eyebrow and trying to hide my smile. “What do you have in mind?” They crept into the living room, and I followed them, full of curiosity. The nanny, who was in the corner, smiled at me, signaling that she had intentionally left the children awake. When I entered, a table was filled with small gifts: colorful drawings, a bouquet of roses made from paper, and even a sparkly tiara that looked like it had been made with all their creativity.