A Christmas Carol by thelastenglishking
Indulge in a steamy retelling of "A Christmas Carol" with our tantalizing erotic sex story. Experience a twist on the classic tale as you explore passion, desire, and fantasy. Get ready for a thrilling read that will ignite your imagination and leave you wanting more. Dive into this seductive holiday treat today.<br/>
Charlotte, ‘Chaz’ Dickens is a slim, attractive redhead. Forty-six years old and the mother of two children she may be, but Chaz still ‘turns heads’ and is the envy of many women, ten, even fifteen years younger than herself. That said, by 9:30pm on Christmas Night, Charlotte was tucked-up in bed at home and all alone.
Their own children had grown and flown the nest, so nowadays Charlotte’s husband Kris volunteered to pick-up double shifts at work over Christmas, allowing colleagues with younger families to be home for the holiday. Chaz and Kris would enjoy their own celebration on a Caribbean holiday in the New Year, partially funded by the bonus-pay and lieu-days Kris received for this week’s efforts.
It was just after ten when a sliver of light squeezed around the bedroom door and Chaz heard footsteps on the staircase; Charlotte trembled and her heart-rate climbed. A few seconds later the door swung open and a man stepped into the room.
Charlotte released the breath she’d been holding and called out: “Jesus Christ, you scared the life out of me Jake… What the heck are you doing here?”. In the light from the landing which had flooded into the room with him, the man was clearly recognisable as her Son-in-Law Jacob Marley.
Jake’s face split in a wide and lewd grin: “A man walks into your bedroom and you ask that question? Come on Chaz, you’re surely not that naïve… Emily’s indisposed this week and I need some cunt; I knew Kris was working double-shifts all week and we’ve got a spare key for this place… Where else would I go looking for a quick fuck?”
Charlotte’s eyes sprung wide and with Jake now advancing down the left side of her bed, Chaz threw off the covers and moved to make her escape via the right. Chaz had one foot on the floor and was almost upright when Jake caught her by the left wrist; he’s a powerful man and one firm jerk saw Charlotte tumbling back onto the bed with a squeal.
Even as Charlotte landed Jake’s other hand found the neckline of her nightdress; his first tug lifted Chaz clear of the mattress and tore the fragile garment to her navel. Jacob’s second tug saw that rent extend to the hemline; Charlotte’s nightdress parted to reveal the cotton panties and her naked breasts beneath.
This act drew a second squeal from Charlotte, whereafter there followed a few moments of stillness and save for Chaz’s gasping breath, of silence too. Supine upon the bed Charlotte was trying to wrap her head around what’d just happened; Jake meanwhile was… just enjoying the view. It was Jake that eventually broke the silence.
“Fucking hell Chaz. I’ve always thought you’d a decent pair of tits hidden in there, but they’re bloody awesome.” Jake’s diction may not have been especially literary, but his opinion was sound: Charlotte’s breasts had lost a little of their lift due to motherhood and age, but they remained full, firm and were far bigger than her daughter’s.
Sprawled upon her back with arms akimbo, Charlotte was providing Jake with perhaps the optimum view of her breasts; when that realisation struck Chaz threw her left arm across to hide them. For the second time Charlotte moved a fraction too slowly; once again Jake caught her by the left wrist whilst his own left hand dropped onto Chaz’s right breast.
This time there was no hesitation, Jake’s fingers sank into the yielding flesh immediately and it was no gentle caress or… fondle. Jake’s fingers bit deeply, mauling, twisting and pulling at the tender flesh, drawing another squeal from Charlotte’s lips as they pinched and twisted the nipple ahead of their final release.
Jake’s finger marks were clear against Charlotte’s pale skin, while her nipple was hard, bloated and an angry-red. Then again, Chaz’s left nipple was equally swollen; perhaps in anticipation of receiving similar rough treatment? That didn’t arrive, instead it was Jake’s mouth which caught Charlotte’s left nipple, his hand revisiting her right one.
This assault last longer… Far longer and while Charlotte made to greet it with another of those squeals of pain and frustration, what emerged from her lips was a febrile groan suggesting pleasure and submission. Jake noted Chaz’s change in tone and marked it with a growled: “I knew you were game for a shag Chaz… A right horny MILF aren’t you.”
Charlotte didn’t reply, or at least not verbally; though her grasping Jake’s hair with her now released left hand and pressing his face back against her left breast perhaps sufficed? Jake spent a minute or more enjoying Charlotte’s boobs; no doubt also revelling in the purrs of delight which his attention drew from Chaz’s lips.
Jake’s left hand then slid across Charlotte’s flat belly to her pubis, it’s arrival drew another febrile groan. Jake’s hand grasped onto Chaz’s panties and a savage jerk saw her lifted partially clear of the mattress once more. It required two tugs to devastate this garment too, but rather than a squeal Chaz greeted the destruction of her panties with a bestial growl.
In the moment Jake balled the shredded fabric in his fist and tossed them to the floor he commented, albeit crudely on how damp they’d felt and what this promised with regard to what they had so recently contained. Charlotte’s again bestial response, while wordless indicated that Jake was more than welcome to find out.
Jake’s hand returned to Charlotte’s mons, his fingers raking through the coarse pelt of auburn hair which covered it en-route to her cleft. On arrival Jake’s middle fingers sank easily into the delicate channel which he found there and these were greeted by a buck of Chaz’s hips and yet another of her animalistic groans.
Jake plunged those fingers into Chaz’s snatch a half dozen times before abruptly stopping, saying: “Your twat’s fucking dripping Chaz; I need to get my cock in there while I can still touch the sides.” With her back arched and bum lifted clear of the mattress Charlotte wailed in frustration; another few seconds and her orgasm would’ve been achieved.
Chaz watched as Jake stripped off his sweats and saw he was naked beneath them. Charlotte’s groan off expectancy began when Jake’s powerful shoulders, hirsute chest and slim waist came into view and strengthened when his cock sprang free. Emily had intimated that Jake was… well hung and Chaz was pleased to discover that her daughter hadn’t exaggerated.
Jake was hung like that proverbial horse and stiff as an iron bar; his erect cock reaching half way to his ribcage. Jake took a moment to revel in Charlotte’s obvious… interest in his physique, then moved back onto the bed growling: “Time for that juicy cunt to get filled Chaz; open your legs.”
Charlotte didn’t hesitate for an instant; her response being all and perhaps more than Jake could have wished for. Chaz not only spread her thighs wide, but in the same movement bent and raised her knees, knowing full well that so doing would invitingly part the delicate lips of her pussy too. Jake was quick to accept Charlotte’s wanton invitation.