Sexy Gay Christmas Novels & Stories

Total naked. “Want to join us?” He asked, rubbing his cock. “What…!” I yelled. “You will enjoy me,” he said, licking his mouth. He tries to touch me, but I move backwards. “Come on…baby.” He turned to Alexis, who curled up on the bed like a little mouse. “Tell your sister-in-law how hot I am in bed.” “Yes, baby…” Alexis walked towards us. “My man here is sexy and stronger than your pathetic boyfriend.” I widened my eyes, shocked by unspeakable words falling from her mouth. Alexis and that guy were so shameless. The fact that we are all adults, Alexis should have said so to me.

“Louder, baby. Let Santa hear how much you love it.” “Yes, Santa, I fucking love it,” I screamed, voice cracking. He laughed, dark and satisfied, and I heard the lube bottle open. Cool gel dripped right between my ass cheeks, sliding slow and thick down over my pussy and clit. I shivered hard. One thick finger circled my asshole, pressing, teasing, then pushed inside slow and steady. The stretch burned in the best way. I gasped, pushing back, wanting more. “Ever had this tight little hole fucked on Christmas Eve?” he asked, working that finger deeper, twisting it.

He shifts my g-string panties aside, leaving my pussy completely exposed to Isaac’s gaze. Christian drags a finger slowly through my wet folds. “Your pussy is so fucking pretty,” he murmurs. “Fuck off, man!” Isaac sobs, struggling violently. “You need to be arrested for this!” I can see Isaac’s face bulge with rage and I want more of it. I want him to drown in regret. Christian laughs. “I can’t be arrested, man. It’s consensual.” He lifts my right leg, bending me just enough for Isaac to see, then slides under my knee and drags a slow, flat lick up my pussy.

Sophie looked a little alert, "Uncle Tom always likes you very much. Some time ago, he often came to our house to ask when you would be back. He also gave us many gift. He was very polite and gave us one million in cash and a high-end apartment at once..." "You, you want me to marry him?" Sophie looked at the aunt opposite in disbelief. Seeing her repulsive expression, Sarah stopped smiling and said sternly, "Sophie, it's your blessing that Tom likes you." Sophie put down her chopsticks in anger, "He's almost 50 years old!"

"Trust me, you've done well to have agreed to spending Christmas at my house...and I promise, you aren't leaving this city untouched." West Coast was where you find the boys that bring the fun, according to my best friend, Sonia. I only agreed to spending Christmas at her place because she had been asking since the start of the year. Aside from that, she would taunt me non-stop for still being a virgin at 20. Nothing about s*x interests me. It is true I haven't had my first s*x yet. I mean, you have to be interested to even do it, right? Well, I'm in for it this time, see what Sonia's Christmas fun plan was about.

"Don Vitale, the engagement is off. My daughter is no longer your fiancee. Please do not send your men to harass her again." Only then did Enzo quiet things down on his end. Three days later, Teresa sent me an invitation. That was when I found out Vito was back. She hosted a welcome-back party for him, inviting all the major players in Cicaro's high society. Naturally, both of my parents took it seriously. They had a custom dress made for me, using imported silk. It moved like liquid light when I walked, catching every angle and shaping my figure in a way that was impossible to ignore.

I said, in a low and rough voice, “can I... fuck you? Like, right now? I need to fuck…or get fucked.” He turned his head and his eyes fell on my bulge. 'You sure about that, Tyler? It is not merely the screen, but real. And gay sex is different from other normal fucks you are aware of.” I nodded, and my hand remained on his leg, sliding upwards. 'Yeah, I'm sure. And I would not mind my ass getting hard-fucked. And that is what it takes to work this out.' My heart was beating so hard I feel he can hear it.

The lust in his eyes as he stares down at my pussy makes me even want him more. “I adore your beautiful pussy,” he says. “I have always dreamt of seeing this, wishes of burying my cock deep inside of it.” I gasp loudly at his sinful confession. And I'm glad that I wasn't the only one having the sinful thoughts. And I finally have his cock buried in my pussy. All thanks to Dear Santa! Damien begins to thrust inside me hard, fast, deep, passionate, just the way I love it, and soon his bedroom is filled with cries of my sinful moans.

“Been dreaming of ‘em bouncing while I fuck you senseless” He drops lower, kissing a burning trail down my belly. His tongue dips into my navel, swirling, teasing. “Ohhh….” I moaned, trembling, my thighs already slick with my arousal. He snatches the thick candy cane dildo still in its box from the “Naughty Santa” display and rips it open with his teeth. The silicone is cool, ridged, striped red and white like it was made for this. “Spread those pretty legs, baby. Daddy’s stuffing this greedy cunt with Christmas.”