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Naughty or Nice?
Britwitch got me started a little early this year with thoughts of the Christmas season, I truly adore especially when I can share it with a special someone.
Naughty or Nice?
This is of course a Christmas themed collection.
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
No one was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings slung over the mantle without care,
In hopes that the gifts soon would magically be there;
Cozy and alone nestled all snug in my bed,
visions of My Dark Angel danced around in my head;
And me in my satin robe and hair up in a cap,
I had just settled down for a long winter’s nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I jumped from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open my robe and threw off the sash.
The moon on my breasts and the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to the surprise below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a bunch of hot men and their cute reindeer,
With a gorgeous driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be hunky Nick.
More rapid than race car drivers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
“Now, Robert! Now Alexander! Now Dimitri ! Now Ben!
On, Brad! On George! On Ryan! On Glen!
To the top of yeishia’s bedroom, at the top of the hall!
Now go with her! Go with her! Go with her all!”
As quick as a flash the men made up their way
Up to the top of my house in my bedroom to stay,
And then, in a twinkling, I heard in my room
All nine of them came to dance around me as I fell to a swoon,
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Out came Alexander in satin boxers with a bound.
Robert was dressed all in black from his head to his foot
And his clothes were torn with ashes and soot;
A bundle of gifts for me he had flung on his back,
And his muscles bulged as he opened his pack.
His eyes, how they gazed, his smile how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his lips like a cherry!
His droll little mouth pursed up like a kiss,
And the smell of his cologne was hard to miss.
His tie loosened he now held tight in his teeth,
And around his mid-section was nothing but a wreath
He had a stunning face and a six-back belly,
That was so tight it could not look like jelly.
He was buff and tight, a hunky male Elf
And I sighed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
None of them spoke a word, but went straight to their work,
They filled my room with gifts, then then turned with a jerk,
And laying the last gift on my bed, a rose
Robert kissed my cheek which was blushing I suppose.
They all sprang to the window and gave a big whistle
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard them exclaim, as they raced out of sight,
Merry Christmas darling Yeishia and to you a good night!
I fell back on my pillow and looked round the room,
A smile on my lips at the thought of who would come soon.
My angel appeared on the wings of the night,
As he covered my nude form all became right.
Loves kiss at Christmas is a beautiful gift,
With my darling Robert back beside me I was no longer adrift.
I needed no one but him holding me thus,
smiling my eyes fluttered closed, now that there was just us...
Happy Holidays Lit…
Naughty or Nice?
This is of course a Christmas themed collection.
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
No one was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings slung over the mantle without care,
In hopes that the gifts soon would magically be there;
Cozy and alone nestled all snug in my bed,
visions of My Dark Angel danced around in my head;
And me in my satin robe and hair up in a cap,
I had just settled down for a long winter’s nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I jumped from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open my robe and threw off the sash.
The moon on my breasts and the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to the surprise below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a bunch of hot men and their cute reindeer,
With a gorgeous driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be hunky Nick.
More rapid than race car drivers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
“Now, Robert! Now Alexander! Now Dimitri ! Now Ben!
On, Brad! On George! On Ryan! On Glen!
To the top of yeishia’s bedroom, at the top of the hall!
Now go with her! Go with her! Go with her all!”
As quick as a flash the men made up their way
Up to the top of my house in my bedroom to stay,
And then, in a twinkling, I heard in my room
All nine of them came to dance around me as I fell to a swoon,
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Out came Alexander in satin boxers with a bound.
Robert was dressed all in black from his head to his foot
And his clothes were torn with ashes and soot;
A bundle of gifts for me he had flung on his back,
And his muscles bulged as he opened his pack.
His eyes, how they gazed, his smile how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his lips like a cherry!
His droll little mouth pursed up like a kiss,
And the smell of his cologne was hard to miss.
His tie loosened he now held tight in his teeth,
And around his mid-section was nothing but a wreath
He had a stunning face and a six-back belly,
That was so tight it could not look like jelly.
He was buff and tight, a hunky male Elf
And I sighed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
None of them spoke a word, but went straight to their work,
They filled my room with gifts, then then turned with a jerk,
And laying the last gift on my bed, a rose
Robert kissed my cheek which was blushing I suppose.
They all sprang to the window and gave a big whistle
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard them exclaim, as they raced out of sight,
Merry Christmas darling Yeishia and to you a good night!
I fell back on my pillow and looked round the room,
A smile on my lips at the thought of who would come soon.
My angel appeared on the wings of the night,
As he covered my nude form all became right.
Loves kiss at Christmas is a beautiful gift,
With my darling Robert back beside me I was no longer adrift.
I needed no one but him holding me thus,
smiling my eyes fluttered closed, now that there was just us...
Happy Holidays Lit…
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