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.
“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.”
About the Author:
Jenevieve DeBeers loves a good erotica story. The wilder the better. She writes what she likes to read, and hopes you enjoy her stories, too.
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