Uncanny Christmas Tales – (074) The Christmas Problem

 

Tina and Lizzie McDermott were day boarders at Carrington Chase School for the Winter term while their parents were at a weather research centre in the Antarctic.

They were staying in Carrington with the McGee family, which comprised of their Aunty and Uncle and their sons Liam and Stuart in Carrington.

The two girls were instantly attracted to their cousins, but the boys were both painfully shy, the girls were not, but were struggling to snare them.

Tina and Lizzie shared a bedroom and Lizzie noticed that her sister was a bit short tempered and irritable, she knew it wasn’t her period because that had been the week before.

“What’s the matter with you today?” she asked.

“Frustrated” Tina snapped.

“What about?” Lizzie asked.

“Liam” she replied, “Its nearly Christmas and I still haven’t got his attention”.

“I know I’ve been flirting like mad with Stuart for weeks and I get nothing back”.

Tina was the same age as Liam and Lizzie was 18 months younger, the same age as Stuart.

Although Tina had been on a few dates, neither of them were  experienced sexually, and Lizzie hadn’t even been kissed.

“What you need to do is shock him into action” Lizzie said.

 

Lizzie smiled as she went down the stairs because she spotted Cousin Liam sitting in the kitchen with his nose in a book.

This was not an unusual occurrence as he was very studious, which was the exact trait she was going to use against him.

“Hello Liam” she said seductively.

 “Oh Hhhhello” he stammered.

“Tina was looking for you” she said.

“Rrrrreally” he retorted.

“Yes, she’s stuck on a maths problem, she’s really struggling, she’s upstairs in our bedroom” she said, and Liam gulped. 

“Can you go and help her?” she suggested “Please”.

“Ohhh kkkay” he stammered and walked past Lizzie, who then followed on behind

“Go on in” she urged when he reached the door “She won’t bite”.

So, he turned the knob and slowly opened the door and once inside he discovered Tina wearing her best matching lingerie and was wrapped in tinsel garlands and grasping a large sprig of mistletoe.

“I thought yyyou had a maths problem” he stammered.

“Well, I have a problem, and it’s you” she said and pushed him against the door and kissed him.

Lizzie didn’t see either of them until lunchtime.

Uncanny Christmas Tales – (073) The Christmas Double

 

Stuart Kulig had always had good luck with women but a week before Christmas on the evening of the Winter Ball he was doubly lucky because he was in the company of a pair of regular sexual companions Maria Manzinni and Pandora Josephs, who were his booty buddies and dirty lusty bedfellows.

When they arrived at his house, they let themselves in, and found him recumbent on the sofa, so after the hello’s they slipped off their coats and they were both wearing silk and lace lingerie, the redheaded Pandy wore green, while the dusky Maria was contained in pale yellow.

 

After the girls had completely satisfied themselves, they released their captive who then pulled them onto the sofa for a cuddle.

“We haven’t got time for snuggles” Pandy said, “We’ll be late for the party”.

“Do we have to go?” he asked pathetically.  

“Yes, we do” insisted Maria “So hurry up and get dressed”.

“I don’t think I’ll bother” Seb said disinterestedly.

“Oh please” they begged.

“Ok, on one condition”

“Anything” they chorused.

“Anything?”

“Anything” they agreed.

“Ok then, you have to wear each other’s pants” he said.

“But our knickers match our bras” Pandy said.

“And we can’t swap bra’s as we have different shaped boobs” Maria pointed out.

“Thats easily solved, don’t wear the bras” he said.

“So, you want me to go out to the party without a bra and wearing her  knickers?” Pandora stated.

“Yes”

“You dirty, dirty boy” she replied and snatched the yellow lingerie out of Maria’s hand, who then bent down and picked up the green pair and examined them and giggled as she pulled them up.

“I feel really dirty” Pandy said as she pulled the yellow panties up, and she had a filthy leer on her face.

“You’ll feel even dirtier on the way back” Stuart said.

“Why?” they asked simultaneously.

“Because you won’t be wearing any at all” he said.

“Lovely” they both said and laughed dirtily.

Uncanny Christmas Tales – (072) The Christmas Promise

 

Martin McLaughlin was a second-year student at Abbottsford University and he shared a house with three others, his friend Johnny, his girlfriend Martha and her friend Christine Hack, who Martin had fancied from the moment he saw her, but although he got a vibe from her that he would be wasting his time, so he wasn’t confident enough to take a chance so he didn’t even try, but it didn’t stop him wanting her for the six months they shared a house together.

However, everything changed after they had an alcohol fuelled snog following a pre-Christmas drinking session at the house and as they do, one snog led to another, and they ended up in his room.

They were laying on his bed where the snogging led to heavy petting but when he tried to make ingress into her pants, but she said.

“Oh no you don’t”

“Why not? Why don’t you want to further?”

“I didn’t say I didn’t want to” she said, “I just have a visitor at the moment”.

“Oh”

“But when its gone, I’m all yours” she said.

“Really?”

“Yes, really”

“Wow I can’t wait” he said.

“Nor me, but until then it’s just kissing and cuddling” Christine said.

“Until when?”

“I want it to be special, so let’s say after the Christmas party” she said.

 

Naturally the time between the night he spent with Christine and the Christmas party hung heavy for him even though it was only five days and he saw her every day.

The Christmas party was being held in the Student Union Bar and function rooms, Martin had been playing football in the afternoon so went home first and got cleaned up and changed, he had hoped to find Christine back at the house so they could be together without all the effort of going to a party first but there was no sign of her, apart from a note on his pillow, which read.

“I’m Spending the afternoon with my sister, I’ll see you later at the party, xxxx”.

 

The Christmas party was a big deal on campus, so it attracted a lot of people, most of them already pissed, and there were hundreds of students in attendance, so it took him an hour to track Christine down in the crowd and when he did, he found her on the dance floor.

Christine Hack was wearing a baggy woollen Christmas sweater which disguised her shape well, but he knew where all the lumps and bumps were, and the jeggings showed her lower curves deliciously well.

“There you are” she said, “I was beginning to think you weren’t coming”.

“I’ve been looking for you for an hour” he said.

“I’m glad you’re here” she said and kissed his cheek “I have a promise to keep”.

“I’m glad you remembered” he said, “I’ve thought of little else”.

“Oh, I remember, and it’s all I’ve thought about as well” she said and kissed his mouth “We’ll go back to my room after the party, and you  can unwrap your present”.

Christine smiled and kissed him, and he immediately responded to it by slipping his tongue between her slightly parted lips, and Chris warmed to this action and responded in kind for a full minute before stopping abruptly.

“That’s quite enough of that” she said sharply.

“But you were enjoying it too” he pointed out.

“That’s not the point” she said, “We said later, we’ve waited a week  so another couple of hours won’t hurt”.

“We could do it sooner rather than later” he said nibbling her ear while taking advantage of the dimly lit and crowded dancefloor and exploring beneath her sweater and she held onto him tightly.

His hands proceeded unhindered up her naked back where he deftly unfastened her bra one handed, until his eager hand, made full contact with Christines un-cupped breast.  

“Ok you win” she said urgently and kissed him hotly and wetly.

“Get me back to the house right now”.

 

So, Martin got to unwrap his Christmas present that had been on his wish list for so long, and Christine got her long-awaited gift as well.

But it wasn’t just a night of sweaty sex in her bedroom it was the beginning of a lifetime together.

Uncanny Christmas Tales – (071) Christmas Kiss

 

Andy Mitchell was a second-year student at Abbottsford University and he shared a house with three others, his friend Liam, his girlfriend Katie and her friend Vikki, who Andy had fancied from the moment he saw her, but he thought the vibe he got from her meant that he would be wasting his time, so he didn’t even try, but it didn’t stop him wanting her for the six months they shared a house together.

One day shortly before they broke up for the Christmas break, he returned home from a lecture to hear the tell-tale sound of Katie and Liam going at it in the bathroom, so he smiled, took his coat off and walked into the kitchen, and no sooner had he stepped inside and flicked the kettle on, than he spotted Vikki, eyes closed and smiling broadly, while hovering over the sink, tights and knickers around her knees, skirt hoisted up around her middle, as she relieved herself voluminously against the stainless steel.

Andy was mesmerised by what he was seeing, he knew he shouldn’t watch but he couldn’t help himself until the flow slowed and she squeezed out the last few drops with a sigh and opened her eyes and looked straight at him with alarm.

“Sorry” he said without averting his gaze “I didn’t know you were here”.

“Oh my god” she gasped “Oh god I’m so embarrassed”.

She manoeuvred herself off the sink and quickly hoisted up her tights and knickers and began to sob.

“I was desperate, and that horny pair got to the bathroom first”.

“Yes, I heard them in action as I came in” he said and walked towards her making sympathetic noises and put his arms around her.

“I know you’ve never fancied me, and now you never will”.

“Whatever made you think I didn’t fancy you?”  he asked.

“Well, we’ve been here for six months, and you haven’t once tried anything” she said.

“That doesn’t mean I didn’t want to” he said, “I can’t tell you how many times I wanted steal a kiss”.

“I wish you had” she said with her head on his chest.

“I could steal one now” he suggested, and she looked up at him through tear filled eyes.

“You mean you don’t think I’m disgusting?” she asked.

“I wouldn’t want to steal a kiss if I did” he replied.

“A proper, not just for Christmas kiss, do you mean?” Vikki asked.

“A proper, first of many, kiss” he replied.

Vikki smiled a beaming smile and stood on tiptoes and let him kiss her.

Uncanny Christmas Tales – (070) Impromptu Companions

 

It was a cold and snowy night in Mornington and Mark Stanborough was forced to stay the night at the Old Mill Inn and it was a few minutes after seven when he was handed the key for room 4 by a rather gruff pub landlady just as a small snow-covered figure entered through the street door and stopped dead when she caught sight of him.

“Mark Stanborough” Rosie Marx said coldly, “What are you doing here?”

“I’m staying here” he replied.

“Oh great” she snapped.

 

Neither of them were happy to be there, they both wanted to get home in time for Christmas and the only reason they were there was because the main road was closed due to the snow, which had also closed the railway, but more than that they were unhappy because they didn’t like each other.

 

They took consolation in their impromptu meeting and incarceration by overindulging at the bar and with each subsequent drink they found that their companions began to look more attractive and their companionship less onerous, so it was perhaps not surprising that they ended up in her room.

 

The next day, although he was physically a spent force, his mind was awash with erotic images of his time with Rosie, or perhaps that should have been the times with Miss Marx.

So, on the way to the carpark he called into the newsagents and picked up an energy drink to sustain him on the journey home.

Although they left the Inn together, he and Rosie were heading in different directions and once they had reached their cars, they both went their separate ways with just a cheerio, as they had said a proper goodbye back at the hotel, but they would be seeing each other again, and soon. 

Uncanny Christmas Tales – (069) The Christmas Wedding

 

Paul Chisholm and Leilanie Sampang were engaged for three years when they broke up, but the moment it happened he for one knew he had made a terrible mistake, but he didn’t know what to do about it, or he was too proud to admit his error until his sisters Karen’s wedding.

Karen and Leilanie had been friends for several years before Paul and Leilanie became an item, so it was a given that she would be a bridesmaid even if there might be some possible awkwardness.

 

The wedding and the reception were taking place at the Clerembeax Palace Hotel and Spa and on the day before the wedding all the ladies of the wedding party had a full day’s beauty treatments, facials, manicures, pedicures, waxing etc, the whole nine yards and afterwards they got their hair done.

So, when the giggling overexcited and slightly tipsy wedding party arrived at the restaurant that evening, they had been coiffured, waxed, buffed, threaded, tweezed, perfumed, painted, powdered, and preened.  

 

Karen was convinced that her brother and her best friend had made a terrible error when they broke up, so she decided an intervention was necessary so for the wedding party dinner he sat them together.

During the dinner more alcohol was partaken and Paul and Leilanie

began to flirt as the old flame was rekindled and by the end of the evening, they were holding hands under the table.

 

After the meal they walked back to their floor together hand in hand and on the way, they paused beneath the mistletoe and kissed, but not a normal Christmas kiss, something much more passionate.

“So, what does this mean?” he asked when their lips parted.

“It means I want you back” She replied, “I want you to take me back,”

“I want that too” he said, and they kissed again.

After the reuniting kiss they walked hand in hand to the door of his room where they kissed again, before unlocking the door and pushing it open.

“Before we go any further, are you sure?” he asked.

“Yes” she replied, “I made a terrible mistake letting you go”. 

“We both made a terrible mistake” he said and took hold of her hand and walked her into his room.

Uncanny Christmas Tales – (068) Holiday Highlight

 

The Walters and the Pickford’s had lived in Springwater for many generations and every year they had a family holiday together in Greece.

Colin and Kate Walters and their sons Harry and Sam, Kate’s sister Christine Pickford and husband David and their daughters Charlotte and Ellie, all stayed in the Villa that was jointly owned by the two families every year in Batsi on the island of Andros.

Sam Walters was a twenty-nine-year-old solicitor who still lived in the old family home in Springwater although his parents had retired to their Greek Villa and his brother Harry was working for a magazine in New York.

 

At Christmas the family had a cabin booked in the depths of the Dancingdean Forest and Sam was really looking forward to it, partly because he planned to get into the depths of his cousin Charlotte. 

On one family holiday in Greece Sam, who was a few weeks short of his nineteenth birthday at the time, was seduced by his Aunt Christine’s oldest daughter Charlotte, who was just sixteen, for the first of many enjoyable occasions.

Subsequently Sam and Charlotte were what is known as “friends with benefits” which was a mutually satisfactory arrangement, and her youngest daughter, Ellie, seduced him in his own bedroom when she was 22.

So, he was so looking forward to the weekend as he headed up to the cabin straight from work on Friday evening but even, so it was dark when he arrived, and it turned out he was not the first to arrive as there was already a car parked outside.

Sam parked beside it as he tried to ascertain who it belonged to, but   he didn’t recognize it at all.

He took his case from the boot and took it inside and found an empty room and unpacked.

But as he walked down the corridor, he again wondered why there was a strange car on the drive especially if there wasn’t another houseguest.

He went into the kitchen and boiled the kettle and then sat down to drink it, and after he finished his drink, he then started checking the other rooms to find out who the mystery guest was.

He opened the first door and the light from the hall flooded into the room and it was empty, then he repeated the process on the next 5 doors and then on door six he did a double take.

In the corner of the room there was a double bed but that was not what surprised him, what had got his attention, was what was directly in front of him perfectly illuminated, it was the most perfect round peach of a bottom, and it was an arse he was very familiar with, for laying with her back to him on the double bed in the foetal position, partially covered by a tartan blanket was his Cousin Ellie’s naked body.

He walked over to the bed and put his hand on one of her firm young buttocks and said.

“I see you’ve already unwrapped my present.”

“Then you had better enjoy it quickly before the others get here” she replied and crawled under the blanket and onto her knees.