X-Rated Holiday Bundle (Season's Beatings and Happy New Year's!)

Author: Randi Holiday

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Enjoy these steamy hot holiday tales packed full of kinky, energetic sex. In Season's Beatings, a sexy woman meets an ageless Viking Santa, and it turns out the Jolly Old Elf is dominating and extremely lusty. In the second book, Hot Threesome in Cold Antarctica, a young lady is screwed senseless by two men who appear out of nowhere on New Years Eve, interrupting her boring isolation experiment.

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Enjoy these steamy hot holiday tales packed full of kinky, energetic sex. In Season's Beatings, a sexy woman meets an ageless Viking Santa, and it turns out the Jolly Old Elf is dominating and extremely lusty. In the second book, Hot Threesome in Cold Antarctica, a young lady is screwed senseless by two men who appear out of nowhere on New Years Eve, interrupting her boring isolation experiment.

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Erotic Christmas, Dominating Viking Santa, Busty MILF, Bondage BDSM, Anal Oral Sex, Alpha Male, Rule 34, Hot Couple Action, New Year's Eve, Age Difference, Cum Play
SKU
23-6332
Author
Randi Holiday
ISBN
No
Heat Level
Heat Level (3)
Publisher
Boruma Publishing, LLC
Series
No

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The older man pulled back long enough to introduce himself. “I'm the old year, Twenty-Sixteen, but you can call me Sixteen for short. The new year, Seventeen, will be here soon,” he said, nodding toward the airlock. Marisa tilted her head, not understanding what he said, but figuring that figments of her imagination didn't need to make sense. The matter at hand seemed much more important and she focused on his soft lips against hers. She'd always been attracted to older men, and besides, it was traditional to kiss someone on New Year's Eve. She got to her toes and wrapped her arms around his neck, returning his kiss and opening her mouth for his tongue. Another knock at the airlock had her eyes flying open, but she wasn't willing to stop the kiss, and neither was the old man. He carefully walked them over, so that he could open it without stopping. His blue eyes twinkled at both Marisa and the new arrival as he caught her lip between his teeth. A handsome young man close to her age stepped inside and closed the airlock behind him. A thrill ran through her at the sight of him, because he was pure perfection. His blond hair was long and thick, and his all over tan was very obvious given the thin "Happy New Year" sash and loincloth he wore. “Not a fit start to my year, Sixteen,” he commented as he stepped up to the pair and pressed his large body against Marisa's back. Sixteen lowered the lab coat down Marisa's shoulders. “Indeed not, but we'll warm up quickly I'm sure.” "Hi," she chirped, now speaking to her newest hallucination in a hope that he wouldn't disappear. "Mmmmm…well, hello," he replied, brushing her hair aside and kissing her neck. Their hands were quick and sure as they removed her clothes and her breath grew heavier. Their kisses didn't miss a beat on her neck, ears and lips while she briefly worried about how to write this up in her daily log. She was swiftly stripped naked and embraced between their muscled bodies, being crushed between them. Their hands running over her body brought a shiver of anticipation and she quickly recalled the erotic things she'd imagined in all of the kinky fantasies that she never imagined living out. The young man's grip was firm and she could tell by the way he reverently stroked it that he highly approved. Her excitement grew feverish at the sensation of his very large cock rubbing against her ass, and she arched her back to feel it better. She’d never been self-conscious of her appearance and enjoyed sex on the two other occasions she’d had it. So, when she was quickly disrobed, it suited her just fine. "Is this really going to happen?" she asked, her nails digging into the older man’s shoulders as she stood completely naked between them. Marisa groaned into Sixteen's mouth as her tongue rolled over his, and she reached down to find his erection very promising under his loincloth. Much to her disappointment, they stopped and backed away from her, grinning from a few paces away. “Yes, it's really happening…but we're here for a reason,” Sixteen said, resting an elbow on the younger man's shoulder. “I know it!” Seventeen exclaimed. He couldn't wait to get more of Marisa and started toward her. The older man cuffed him and he stopped with a yelp of surprise. “Not that! Well, not just that,” Sixteen explained as he tugged the other man back by the hair and winked at her. “You're too isolated, Marisa, even before this experiment. We're here to show you just what you're missing in the world.” ~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~ A burly arm reached into the drift, catching her hand and hauling her free easily. The leather of the fur mitten was rough on her palm as she opened her eyes. Her helper was a tall man, well over six feet and built like a rugby player. Ice blue eyes glinted from under a fur lined hat of burgundy leather, matching his sleeveless jerkin perfectly. “Up you get, Jane,” he commented, “no harm done. I'm Nick.” A grin blazed from his thick blond beard, the hair so pale it was nearly as white as his teeth. “Work to be done though, come inside and keep me company until I'm free?” He turned and gestured at a long, low, Nordic style hall made of whole tree trunks and garlanded with fresh holly and mistletoe. The roof, what could be seen of it under the snow, was thatched with deep green fir branches and a lantern burnt cheerily over the wide door. Nick stepped into its shelter, kicking the snow from his heavy leather boots as he impatiently waited for Jane to move. "Hi, Nick. Thank you for helping me. Your house looks really warm and welcoming, but where'd it come from?” She looked around in confusion, turning to take in the winter wonderland. There wasn't another house in sight, not even her own. It looked like there'd been a blizzard, because huge drifts of snow were everywhere. "Where's my house? And, how do you know my name? Wait, I'm dreaming, right?" “I know everyone's name,” he laughed, a deep rumbling sound filled with good humor. “You mean you can't guess where we are?” He slapped her full rear before passing over a steaming mug of hot chocolate, “Drink up. There's a decent amount of brandy in it.” He lifted a huge wooden tankard, draining it in one hearty swig then headed inside to work on a sleigh in the centre of the room. The orange glow of the braziers lit the ancient carvings on the wood frame, making them appear to move in the flickering light. Nick secured a huge leather sack in place behind the seat then fitted a harness studded with gold rivets and hung with dissonant bells. Jane followed him inside and closed the heavy door behind her, sipping the delicious chocolate. As he prepared his sleigh, she couldn't take her eyes off him. She was a huge fan of strong men with bulging muscles, and he definitely fell into that category...and then some. Sex was foremost in her mind, as usual, and she fought the urge to show him her breasts. As she took it all in, she realized that somehow she was in the North Pole. That was ridiculous, but she decided to play along because she desperately wanted to be pressed against his naked body. Once finished, he turned back to Jane, his grin even wider. “Well? Do I have an answer yet, and have you been naughty or nice?” He winked as he pulled her closer, both hands grabbing her bottom hard. “Or both?” A thrill of excitement rushed straight between her legs and she tried to focus on what he'd just asked. "Oh, I've been very good this year, Nick," she lied, noticing the 'Naughty' and 'Nice' scrolls glowing on the enormous table beside them. Brushing aside the fact that her name just might be near the top of the naughty list, she imagined him bending her over the sturdy table. With those tree stumps for legs, it would definitely be a good one for that. Heck, the thing probably wouldn't scoot at all if the big guy rammed into her with all his strength.

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