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    Christmas Sexy Surprises: Sexy Surprises, #52
    Christmas Sexy Surprises: Sexy Surprises, #52
    Christmas Sexy Surprises: Sexy Surprises, #52
    Ebook88 pages1 hourSexy Surprises

    Christmas Sexy Surprises: Sexy Surprises, #52

    By Giselle Renarde

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    Get ready to unwrap passion and playfulness this holiday season with Christmas Sexy Surprises, a collection of six tantalizing, spicy stories that will send your heart racing!

    Whether it's a heartfelt homecoming that reignites old sparks, a self-appointed Santa who loves doling out spankings to her own personal naughty list, a married man's mistress searching for the perfect gift, or the hilarious antics of a couple discovering the charm of silly Christmas underwear, each story brings its own festive thrill.

    With both straight and lesbian couples finding unexpected pleasures under the mistletoe, this steamy collection is packed with romance, laughter, and holiday heat.

    Make this holiday season unforgettable with Christmas Sexy Surprises!

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherGiselle Renarde
    Release dateNov 5, 2024
    ISBN9798227182982
    Christmas Sexy Surprises: Sexy Surprises, #52
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    Giselle Renarde

    Giselle Renarde is a queer Canadian, avid volunteer, and contributor to more than 100 short story anthologies, including Best Women's Erotica, Best Lesbian Erotica, Best Bondage Erotica, and Best Lesbian Romance. Ms Renarde has written dozens of juicy books, including Anonymous, Ondine, and Nanny State. Her book The Red Satin Collection won Best Transgender Romance in the 2012 Rainbow Awards. Giselle lives across from a park with two bilingual cats who sleep on her head.

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      Christmas Sexy Surprises - Giselle Renarde

      Christmas

      Sexy Surprises

      6 Erotic Stories

      Giselle Renarde

      What's That Under the Mistletoe?

      They were the most ridiculous undies I’d ever seen.

      And, yes, I’m well aware that a woman’s never supposed to laugh at a man with his pants down, but I couldn’t help it.  I’d never seen Lars in a thong before, and I’d certainly never seen him in novelty underwear.

      I hooted, What’s that under the mistletoe?

      He raised one eyebrow, then the other.

      Lars looked like a Christmastime superhero with his hands on his hips, smiling at me with gleaming white teeth.  But, really, in a thong like that it wasn’t his teeth I was focused on.  The fabric was candy cane red with a cock hole in front.  Above the hole there was a silk sprig of mistletoe.

      He was already hard, straining and veined, his tip as red as Rudolph’s nose.

      You are such a...  I couldn’t find the right word, so I laughed again.

      His smile never faded.  I’m such a what?

      Shaking my head, I backed up until my butt hit the side of the couch.  He followed me, led by his cock, like a dog on a leash.  Where the hell did you find that thing?

      Online, he said with a slight shrug.

      I nodded, all-knowing, Zen-like. Ah, the internet: teacher, mother, secret lover.

      Not to mention provider of ridiculous undies. 

      I loved that Lars wasn’t afraid to get silly with me.  That’s what Christmas was about, after all: a time to be children together.  Not that we did anything like this when we were young.  I remember calling him my boyfriend once in kindergarten, and rather than push me in the mud as other boys would have done, he explained to me thoroughly and reasonably why that was not the case. 

      He was such a nerd back then.

      You know you have to kiss it, he said.

      Of course.  My gaze shifted from his eyes to his erection.  I was never sure which part of him I loved the most.  His gaze could penetrate me every bit as hard as his cock could. 

      Are you procrastinating? 

      Who, me?  I ran a solitary finger down his bare chest.  Never.

      Well, then?  His cock waved at me, up and down, all on its own.  Gotta kiss what’s under the mistletoe.

      I burst out laughing, but Lars didn’t care. He could be funny and sexy simultaneously. 

      I sank to my knees, trapped between the side of the couch and Lars’s legs.  When my eyes were level with his straining, muscled erection, the giggles died down and I just stared.  The thong itself was impressively tight, concealing his bulging balls and all but a few curls of blond hair. The visuals, the proximity, the distinctive scent of my man’s crotch—these cues spread through my belly like warm cocoa. 

      Jess? he said.

      When I looked up and met the dark flame of Lars’s gaze, my pussy clenched.  There was a longing in his eyes that said, I need you, but there was something else, too: a blaze that communicated, I want you, or maybe, I will have you.

      Of course he would.  I’d give that man anything.

      Gotta kiss what’s under the mistletoe, he repeated, and the echo summoned a growl in me.

      Yes, I whispered, so close I could feel my hot breath rebounding from his cockhead, landing warm against my lips.  I licked them before closing the gap.  At the last second, I decided to overshoot my goal, to start at the base rather than the tip.

      Oh, you vixen.  Lars moaned when I planted a dry kiss at the bottom of his shaft.

      You Prancer.

      Prancer? Lars asked, sounding very confused.

      I thought we were calling each other reindeer names, I said, teasing him.

      He winked. I did too, before kissing his cock a little higher up. I switched sides, working the base of his shaft with my hand, ducking underneath to get the bottom.

      Lars laughed.  Can I at least be Comet?

      How about Cupid? I said in a mushy-gooey voice.

      Aren’t you sweet!  Lars made his cock wave, and this time it reminded me of a man trying to hail a taxi.  Now quit dragging your feet and suck my cock, will you?

      Suck?  I giggled even though his words tied up my stomach. I thought I was just supposed to kiss it.  What’s all this about sucking?  I don’t think that’s proper Christmas tradition. 

      I don’t think any of this is proper Christmas tradition.  Lars gave my face a playful whack with his dick, leaving a sweet splash of precum across my cheek.  So how ‘bout we make our own traditions, eh?

      A growl burbled into my throat and came out as a decadent chuckle.  Ho ho ho, I said, blowing cool air against his wet tip.

      He shuddered visibly, then wrapped both hands around the back of my head and eased me forward.  That’s right, Jess.

      Mmmm...  A hot knot spread tingles halfway down my thighs.

      Lars’s cock tasted so damn good I couldn’t help moaning around his shaft.  His fingers nested in my hair and I rocked with him, opening my throat to his dick, giving it free reign. 

      Oh God, he groaned.  I’ve never been so deep.

      I couldn’t respond, of course.  The silly fake mistletoe on his underwear tickled my nose as he buried himself to the hilt. Every time I thought about my gag reflex, my throat clamped down and realized there was a cock in the way.  I made my mind a blank, nothing but pure white snow as far as the eye could see. 

      It felt good to let him use me for his pleasure.  I can’t explain why.  I really don’t know, but to give him the freedom to fuck my throat, just pummel it as hard and as fast as he wanted—it made my pussy pulse even as my eyes watered.

      Fuck, Lars whimpered.  I gotta sit or I’m gonna fall over. 

      He tumbled onto the couch.

      It wasn’t until Lars stole his thick shaft from my throat that I

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