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Melons Under the Mistletoe

by sirhugs on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

"Melons!!!" I had no idea what her real name was -- she had borne her nickname proudly as long as I had known her - turning the torture of playground cruelty towards an early bloomer into a point of pride. Now twentysomething, her firm high round tits dominated her frame. This time when I saw my son's full-figured platonic gal pal, there was no stuttering....

HeartWood

by LunaEroticaMystica on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

This is my entry for the 2011 Earth Day Contest. Please READ, VOTE, COMMENT, and Enjoy! Please respect, protect, and nurture Earth Mama. She's the only one we have! Thank You! :) ~~~~ Definition: Hamadryad: ham·a·dry·ads or ham·a·dry·a·des 1. Greek & Roman Mythology: A wood nymph who lives only as long as the tree of which she is the spirit lives. ~~~...

The Mistletoe

by silverace1 on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

I enter our candlelit bedroom wearing only my short silk gown you gave me last Christmas and see you standing, backlit by the flickering scented candles, in your sheer floor length negligee with every delectable curve of your soft body exposed. I can see the gentle curve of each hip between which the parted lips of your shaven pussy are glistening with pearl...

Mistletoe Lane Ch. 05

by dazedandconfusedintx on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Mistletoe Lane #5 Kerri When I was in high school, we lived on a quiet street in the suburbs called Mistletoe Lane. It was a cul-de-sac with about 15 houses, all of them occupied by white, yuppie families with multiple kids. Most of the wives were in their mid-thirties, and were very attractive. Most of their husbands were salesmen or corporate types who wo...

Mistletoe

by Dyrtytailz on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

So July rolled around, and I must say I was ahead of the game, our Christmas decorations had been down for a whole month. All except for one lonely sprig of cheap plastic mistletoe between the kitchen and the living room, which still hung from a tiny cup-hook. I had forgotten it and wasn't gonna' drag out the Christmas boxes again, so I just left it. If I ha...

MissileToe Mania

by vegina on Sep 15, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Margaret Sanderson, Vice President and director of marketing for PLEEZE ME Products had been reprimanded for her apparent deficiency in developing innovative new merchandize. The CEO, Stephen Miller, indicated he would give the young, ambitious and beautiful MBA one last chance. “Either do it, Margaret, or I will have no choice but to ask for your resigna...

The Xmas Party

by paula and bob on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

X-mas in July One of our friends Richie decided to have a Xmas party in July. He said it would be a tree trimming party with all the decorations. Richie’s wife Sally was a cute woman with long blond hair and a nice figure. Sally decided to wear a “Santa” outfit for the party. The “Santa” outfit consisted of a short red mini skirt and a red tube top, both tr...

Under The Mistletoe

by JKeyMarie on Jan 15, 2019
BDSM

"Get upstairs and make yourself ready for me. Do I make myself perfectly clear?" I nod frantically as goose flesh pebbles over my skin. He stalks towards me; graceful, panther-like. I mean to back away but remain rooted to the spot. He grazes his thumb over my bottom lip, dragging his finger to my chin before gripping it firmly. Leaning into him, I catch a...

A Very Merry Christmas

by Tha_Greg on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It was Friday, the day before Christmas Eve, and I had only just gotten the mistletoe that afternoon. I had gotten a great deal more than we needed, and as I arranged and glued a bunch of mistletoe to a sprig of holly, a couple of cranberries, three jingle bells and a few tiny gold ornaments and tied it all together with a red velvety ribbon for our entryway...

Mistletoe Lane Ch. 06

by dazedandconfusedintx on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Mistletoe Lane #6 Cindy When I was in high school, we lived on a quiet street in the suburbs called Mistletoe Lane. It was a cul-de-sac with about 15 houses, all of them occupied by white, yuppie families with multiple kids. Most of the wives were in their mid-thirties, and were very attractive. Most of their husbands were salesmen or corporate types who wo...