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Erotic fictionChristmas naughty story Part 2From the dim lig..

Erotic fiction
Christmas naughty story Part 2

From the dim light by the doorway, a figure stepped forward. He wasn’t the Santa from storybooks - there was nothing round or rosy about him. He was tall, broad-shouldered and carried himself with an air of quiet confidence that sent a thrill down my spine. The firelight cast a warm glow over his features, and his piercing gaze swept over me, lingering.

“Have you been naughty or nice?” he asked, his deep, velvety voice making my knees weak.

I tilted my head and let my hair fall over one shoulder, the movement slow and deliberate. “What do you think?” I replied, my voice carrying the same mischievous energy I felt coursing through me.

He closed the distance between us with a few steps, his presence overwhelming in the best way. My breath hitched as his hand brushed against my cheek, his touch warm and deliberate.

“I think,” he murmured, his lips so close I could feel his breath, “that naughty girls deserve very special attention.”

2024-12-24 04:51:46 +0000 UTC View Post

And to taste 🤤

And to taste 🤤

2024-12-23 06:39:03 +0000 UTC View Post

It’s beginning to feel a lot like Christmas 🎄

It’s beginning to feel a lot like Christmas 🎄

2024-12-23 06:38:16 +0000 UTC View Post

I am online!

2024-12-21 04:37:05 +0000 UTC View Post

All I want for Christmas are boobies 😅Online now!

All I want for Christmas are boobies 😅

Online now!

2024-12-20 04:36:53 +0000 UTC View Post

Logging online now… care to join me? These soft, squishy 🎈🎈 ..

Logging online now… care to join me? These soft, squishy 🎈🎈 are waiting.
Slide into my room and let’s make it unforgettable!

2024-12-18 04:41:17 +0000 UTC View Post

Sporty girl is getting online 😉

Sporty girl is getting online 😉

2024-12-17 04:46:06 +0000 UTC View Post

Online ❤️

Online ❤️

2024-12-16 04:23:27 +0000 UTC View Post

Erotic fiction Christmas naughty story Part 1The soft glow o..

Erotic fiction
Christmas naughty story Part 1

The soft glow of twinkling lights bathed the room in a warm, golden hue. The Christmas tree stood tall in the corner, its branches heavy with glittering ornaments and delicate strands of tinsel. Beneath it, perfectly wrapped presents waited to be opened, but I knew they wouldn’t be the star attraction tonight.

I stood by the fireplace, feeling the heat of the flames kiss my skin as the crackling logs filled the silence. The lace of my red lingerie clung to me like a second skin, the intricate patterns teasingly revealing as much as they hid. My dark hair fell in loose waves down my back, and the soft click of my heels against the hardwood floor echoed faintly as I paced. My heart raced with anticipation.

Tonight, I was waiting for Santa - but not the kind who just dropped off gifts and vanished into the night. My lips curved into a sly smile as I thought about the possibilities. I reached up, adjusting the strap of my lingerie, letting it slide perfectly back into place.

The clock struck midnight and the air seemed to hum with a magic I could almost taste. I turned toward the tree, running my fingers over one of the ribbons tied around a present, the texture soft under my touch. My body buzzed with energy, a heady mix of excitement and impatience, as I wondered how long I’d have to wait.

Then I heard it - a soft jingle, faint but distinct, coming from behind me. I froze, my breath catching in my throat. Slowly, I turned, my eyes scanning the shadows.

“Santa?” I called out, my voice low, teasing and just a little breathless.

2024-12-14 06:21:34 +0000 UTC View Post