“God, Joel, you look like shit! Just kidding, bro, I love that shirt. Come on in, welcome to the party!” “Thanks, Frank. At least I still have my hair,” Joel replied as he ran his fingers through his wavy hair. "How’s Maria?” Frank laughed at his old friend, ran his fingers over his bald head, and slapped Joel on the back. “Maria’s great, buddy, and Happy New Year, you young-looking fucker! She loves throwing parties like...

The suburban home’s kitchen was alive as Amy worked her own brand of holiday magic. Scrambled eggs. Crispy bacon. Warm, gooey cinnamon rolls. It was all coming together perfectly, just as she’d imagined. As she carefully placed each item onto the plates, Amy couldn’t help but feel a sense of giddiness. To some, this might just be breakfast on Christmas morning. To Amy, this was the inauguration of an annual tradition. Amy...

Intrigued, I peered out of the front door of the villa. My buxom daughter Helen and her slim, flat-chested friend Jessica got into the back of a black Mercedes, helped by two young men. I grinned. It was certainly not the Uber my daughter had claimed. Both girls had been strangely excited over breakfast for what was supposed to be a mundane shopping trip to Corfu Town, and unusually, Jessica hadn't let me fuck her that mo...

Joan answered the door. A black gentleman stood there smiling, holding a sign that said, "I am your holiday gift from your husband. Use me as you please. I will stay until your extreme lust is fully satisfied." She could not believe her eyes as she invited the gentleman in. A big smile crossed her face. She closed the door, turned around, and found herself wrapped in his arms. Joan's mind was racing. The scent of his body...

We’re lying in bed instead of Christmas shopping. I’d just made my Mistress cum and now we are snuggled together, her curling her fingers in my long red hair. Fairytale of New York by The Pogues is playing on the radio. “You know, you remind me of Kirsty McColl.” I look up and smile. “Really, Miss?” “Mmhmm. The same long red hair, pale skin and gorgeous green eyes.” I blush. “I don’t know who you’re talking about, Miss.”...

My wife Sharon and I were an office romance and were married for most of the last twenty years that we worked. We occasionally had sex with other couples, though she never seemed terribly enthusiastic about it. I was in middle management and she was the administrative assistant to the president of our Silicon Valley company. The boss travelled a lot for business and her job sometimes required her to travel with him. When...

(sung) Come Christmas, I’m always stone-broke, poor and penniless like the pet rat of the pope. So this year to save me from tears I signed up for something special. Cheap elf costume is what they provide But it seems I still catch your eye. Tell me, baby, do you recognise me? In this baggy, stripy disaster – it wouldn’t surprise me. “Just pull this top down a bit, like this: more cleavage, more cheap slut - more you. Voi...

Tessa was awakened by the sounds of Rafa and Marisol having more makeup sex. She could just make out their whispers and sighs enough to know that they were almost all in Spanish. “It’s impressive enough to be fluent in two languages,” she thought. “But to be able to fuck in two languages is another level!” She slipped out of bed and completed her morning routine which included a thorough cleaning of her pussy to make sure...