Christmas Eve Sexcapades

By Jenevieve DeBeers

Chelsea is a young, blonde, and popular college cheerleader. She has everything, but a place to go for Christmas. Her parents have gone to Europe for the holidays without her. So what a sexy, horny young woman to do on Christmas Eve to amuse herself? Just how far will Chelsea go to spread some Christmas cheer?

Warning: This story is chock full sexual escapades, between consenting adults, getting down and dirty on Christmas in the dorm, complete with such taboo subjects as anal, ménage at trios, multiple penetration, and much older man with an eighteen year old girl. This story is sizzling hot, and could be too hot to handle for timid readers.

This is a Christmas themed short story of approximately 7000 words. This is a hot read if you want a nice and naughty little sexual escapade.

Snippet:

“Time for me to go spread some Christmas Cheer,” Chelsea said, and giggled as she thought, By spreading my legs for all the naughty little boys in the dorm.
Chelsea left her room with a bright smile and sassy strut. Her tall stiletto heels clicked and clattered on the hard tile floor, as she headed for the elevator. The list Santa Gus read rang in her mind, and she mentally pictured where everyone was in the tall, ten-story college dormitory.
“It’s going to be a long night of naughtiness,” she said. “Next year, if I’m stuck in the dorm again, I’m organizing a Christmas Orgy. Of course, if I’m the only girl it’ll really be a Christmas gangbang. Which is cool.”
One floor down, she headed for Randy Cooper’s room. He was the one she looked forward to most. If he was willing, she might end her night in his bed as well. Randy was tall, slim, and handsome.
As she approached, Chelsea saw light coming from under his door. She struck a sassy pose and knocked. Randy answered promptly. His eyes almost bugged out when he saw her.
“Hey, Chelsea. You’re looking hot and festive tonight,” he said, as his eyes quickly raked her body, and then lingered on her boobs.
“Merry Christmas,” Chelsea said, giving him her most sultry look. “I’m helping Santa find and spread a little Christmas cheer to all the naughtiest kids in the dorm.” She stroked his cheek, then rose up on tippy-toes and gave him a little kiss. Stepping back, she locked eyes with him, reached up through her long, blonde tresses, and untied the bow knot holding up her top. “And you are, naughty boy that you are, at the top of my list.”

• Language: English
• Publisher: SmokinHotPress
• Release date: Nov 10, 2011
• ISBN: 9781465998750

Jenevieve DeBeers

Jenevieve is a lover and writer of erotica.

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CHRISTMAS EVE SEXCAPADES

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Jenevieve DeBeers

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Christmas Eve Sexcapades

This sucks, Chelsea Banker said, frowning as she sat alone in her dorm room on Christmas Eve. And not in a good, hot cock in my mouth kinda suck, either.

Her mother and step-father were in Europe for the Holidays. Apparently spending the entire month of December in the south of France had more appeal than spending it with their daughter. It would be her very first Christmas alone, ever.

Chelsea was not happy. She didn’t like being alone.

Hearing someone out in the hallway, she jumped up and ran to the door. Despite wearing only lacy red thongs and a matching bra, she opened the door and stepped out. Walking up the hallway towards her was Old Gus, the dorm’s night security guard. He was a big round bowl of jelly kind of a guy. No taller than five eight, he had a thick head of stark white hair and a full white beard. Her jaw dropped to see him wearing a Santa Claus costume.

Santa? Shouldn’t you be delivering presents to the good little boys and girls? she said, grinning.

He looked her up and down, a look of profound longing spreading across his face. I prefer the naughty ones, little girl.

Don’t we all? Chelsea laughed and hugged him. "Thank you, Gus. I needed that. So