Santa Sex Stories Novels & Stories

He set the toys beside us and gently cupped my face. “Safe word is ‘Christmas.’ Say it and everything stops instantly. Understand?” I nodded quickly. “Christmas. I understand.” “Good girl.” He started slow. First, he kissed his way down my body, worshipping every inch until I was squirming again. Then he turned on the vibrator — a low, pulsing hum filling the room. He dragged the buzzing tip over my nipples, down my stomach, and finally pressed it lightly against my clit. I gasped, hips jerking.

She had sex with her step-brother. “We got married!” Martin said. “Isn’t it wonderful?” Gloria exclaimed. “You mean, you are planning on it?” Juliette added, forcing herself to breathe. “We are ready for the Champagne now, please,” Martin ordered from the server, who came by to check on them. “No, we already did,” Gloria said with a smile. Louis looked stunned. Juliette thought she might faint. “When?” She squeaked. “When we were in Hawaii,” Martin replied. The server returned with the bottle of champagne that had been set aside for this occasion, and started to pour glasses for each of them.

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t

Austin rewarded me every single time. We learned each other’s bodies perfectly. He discovered I loved having my nipples sucked hard while he fingered me. I learned he lost control when I called him “baby” while deepthroating him. We came together, over and over, in a haze of sweat, cum, and whispered filthy secrets. But we were careful. No marks that couldn’t be hidden. No slips on the phone calls. When Selina video-called once, Austin sat across the room while I chatted normally, my pussy still leaking his cum from ten minutes earlier. The danger made it addictive.

Creighton caressed Sandra’s cheek softly with a long finger. “Very,” he answered slowly. Sandra didn’t say anything, she didn’t know what to say. All she could do was stare and wonder. “I’ve done a lot of things when it comes to sex, Sandra,” he said after a few silent moments. “Some pretty dark things. I’ve done the toys, the bondage, the S and M games, the group sex, the positions and the pornography. But I haven’t done the vanilla thing since Miriam.” “What’s vanilla?”

“Don’t worry, little elf. You’ll take every inch.” He gripped her hips firmly, positioning himself at her entrance, the blunt head of his cock brushing against her wet pussy. “Beg for it,” he growled, his voice rough as he teased her dripping cunt with the tip. “Please,” she whispered, her body arching toward him. “Louder.” “Please, Santa,” she begged, her voice breaking. “Fuck me. I need you to fuck me.” Nick groaned, his control snapping as he thrust forward, burying himself deep inside her in one smooth motion. The stretch was intense, but the pleasure that followed was overwhelming.

I felt my ejaculation rising, pulling out I commanded her to kneeling, abd started cumming on her tits this time. We laid there, snuggled in the tight corner. Watching the stars through the window. Sex in the bus made it thrilling wild. I had totally forgotten my girlfriend. Over the weekend, at every chance we got, we had quickies in the hmbus when others hiked, dirty talks flowed between us. I would ask her you like being my little whore in the bus?” She would reply. “Yes daddy, use me.”

She did, perching on the stool across from me with her hands folded in her lap. “I got a call from Marcus,” I said. “There’s a situation with my company. A serious one.” “What kind of situation?” I took a deep breath and told her everything. About Alexander Dante. About the half-brother I’d never wanted, never asked for, but who’d been a shadow hanging over my entire life. About my father’s affair with his mother—a woman named Catherine who’d believed every lie he told her, every promise he made about leaving my mother and building a life with her.

CONTENT: Breast, big booty, milking, sucking, fingering,cum,deep cumin,cheating. CHAPTER 1 Santos had a girlfriend that he used to fuck regularly. Marcia was really in love with Santos’ huge cock. It was ten inches long and the head was four inches wide. They usually fucked in the afternoon at her place since her father was often on a business trip and her mother was working. One day after school, Santos was at home watching television. His parents were still at work until evening and Marcia was spending the entire week at a camp with some of her classmates.

Oanez let out a guttural sound from the back of her throat as Aleric stepped trailed and slipped a finger inside Oanez's wide open p*ssy. Then the old woman laid on the floor, and she watched as her husband mounted her, his manhood disappearing and up into the woman, and appearing seconds later. Horror, fear, anger, and disgust held her in place as they continued their tryst. Dimly, she became aware that the other witches in the hall were now engaged in different sexual acts of their own. "Wanna Join, cunt?" laughed a witch in her face as another stopped dove n and began to s*ck the woman's