Christmas Caroler's Orgy - George Boxlicker - ebook
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Some of my friends and I love to go out during the Christmas season to sing carols outside the homes of neighbors. Even more, we love the sex orgy after our singing is through. This is the story of seven horny people and how we sang our Yuletide songs and followed that by banging our brains out back in my house. We all had a great time, but you’ll have to buy the book and read it to learn who did what and with whom.

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Christmas Caroler’s Orgy

By George Boxlicker

~~ All characters in this book are 18 or older. ~~

We love the singing but, even more we love what happens after that.

Every Christmas, sometimes two or three times during the season, a few of us get together and go caroling, to share the Christmas spirit and the good fellowship. As sort of a uniform, we all wear red and white Santa Clause hats when we go out to sing and, more or less, keep them on even after we return to my house. We enjoy the singing together of some of our old favorite Christmas songs. We enjoy sharing the hot coffee and brandy we carry with us. Most of all, though, we all enjoy the sex orgy when we return to my house after the singing is over.

On one of these excursions, Melissa, Carmen, Frank, Susan, Steven, who is Susan’s brother, June and I got together and serenaded some of the friendly people in this town. We aren’t very good, being more enthusiastic than talented, so we only sing for people who don’t have watchdogs. We have taken this precaution ever since Scrooge McGrinch sicced his big German shepherd on us, which was totally uncalled for. As I said, we aren’t very good but we aren’t that bad either.

Susan has a karaoke machine and she has copied the Christmas music from there onto tapes, and she played them in a boom box to accompany us. I brought one thermos of sweet, hot coffee with plenty of cream and another of coffee and Cognac. Personally, I stick with the coffee that isn’t spiked but some people like a few shots of brandy to go with their caroling and subsequent sexual fun.

Usually, not a lot of the latter happens while we are singing, just a little fingering and fondling, but we all knew there would be plenty later, and sometimes some of us get an early start. A few weeks earlier June had been the second woman in history to experience Steven’s huge cock in her pussy, and she wanted to be the first one to do so that night. She stood close to him all during the singing, and I noticed twice she was reaching into his pants, getting some early first-hand experience, pun intended. June is a slender, dark-haired bisexual who describes herself as leaning more toward the lesbian side but around Steve and his long, thick cock, the straight side seems to predominate.

Melissa, who is also bisexual, was standing between me and Frank and, during our rendition of “Silent Night,” I saw her give a little jump, and thought I heard her miss some notes. When I looked at her back, there was activity there, with something moving up and down, because Frank had his hand down the back of her pants and he was playing with her ass. I couldn’t blame him because Melissa has a really alluring ass, and I hoped to be fondling her there later while I was eating her pussy.

After that, the caroling started evolving, some might say degenerating, into the sex part of the evening. Carmen was trying to sing but I was dry-humping her from behind, although my hands were outside the long coat she was wearing. Frank had his hands under Susan’s jacket and neither of them was even trying to sing, while Melissa was reaching down the front of June’s pants. June was being more versatile than the others, and was fondling both Melissa and Steve. Fortunately, the people we were caroling to or at just then are deaf anyhow, since none of the members of our group were paying much attention to the singing by that time.

“Okay, kids,” I announced. “The singing is over for the night. Let’s all head for my house, and you know what we’ll be doing there.”

We definitely all knew what we would be doing in my house so that was the place we all quickly headed. Our route that evening had started from there and followed a circle so we didn’t have far to go to return, and everybody was anxious to get back so we could begin, or continue more discreetly, our favorite activities.

Our first stop at the house was the hall closet, where we removed and hung up our coats and jackets and left our shoes and socks. We all gawked at Carmen because, after she had finished hanging up her long wool coat, all she was wearing besides her Santa hat were a red bra and a very skimpy matching bikini bottom. Certainly nobody objected to her attire or lack of it, because she is a beautiful Hispanic woman, in her early thirties, with long black hair that hangs straight down her back, and has dark eyes, big, luscious breasts, a slender waist and a curvy ass, all covered with, smooth light brown skin.

She grinned lewdly at us and told her reason for her lack of clothing. “I didn’t want to waste any time taking off a bunch of useless clothes before getting to the fun part of the night.”

After saying that, she headed for the combination living room-dining room where that fun part would be happening. Except for Steven, all of the revelers had been there before that night and knew their way around in the dark, so June took his hand and guided him quickly through the house after they had hung up their jackets and left their footwear in the entry closet. Possibly, she didn’t want him and the sexy Carmen to get too cozy too soon, because June wanted to be sure to be the first to get his huge cock in her mouth and pussy.

My house is rather small, although big enough for me, and I am very comfortable there, especially that night, because I had turned up the thermostat before we went out, and the place was warm and cozy. The stereotypical view of carolers is a group of rosy cheeked men and women bundled up and standing in snowdrifts, during a blizzard. The city where we live never has weather like that but it does get quite cold at night in December, and I wanted a warm house because all seven of us expected to be completely naked shortly after we arrived.

My bedroom is not big enough for a group of this size, so I had fixed up the combination living and dining room. This is the biggest room in the house, and the place where I have my Christmas tree set up. Earlier I had put cookies and cider and condoms, including the XXL size that Steve would need, and Aqualube on the dining room table, which was pushed against the wall. I had also set up the coffee maker so that all I would have to do would be to turn it on, and I had put the rest of the brandy and some cups and glasses and cream and sugar where they would be easily available.

The floor was covered with quilts, and I had brought the mattresses, both queen-size, from my bed and the one in the spare room, covered them with clean, fitted sheets and set them close to the tree so anybody could use either of them that was not too crowded. A sofa was also available, and the floor was littered with all the pillows I own. While I turned on the Christmas tree lights, lighted all the many safely placed candles and started the coffee maker, everybody else proceeded to match themselves up and get comfortable. The tree lights and candles would provide more than enough illumination to enable everybody to see who was doing what and with whom.

June knew exactly what she wanted to do and with whom, and she had known ever since seeing Steve in the group. She is aware that his cock is close to a foot long, and thick, and she very much wanted her pussy to be crammed with it again.

“C’mon, Steve”, she said. “My pussy really loved your cock and wants some more of it,” and she held onto the waistband of his pants and led him over to a mattress, picking up an extra-large condom on her way.

While Steven was removing his shirt, she unbuckled his belt, unfastened his pants, and pulled them down so he could step out of them. She left his underwear on briefly and his cock, which was fully stiff after the way she had been playing with it, stretched out a huge bulge in the fabric. When June finally pulled down Steven’s jockey shorts, his big erection emerged, bouncing like a diving board, and looking almost as big as one.

“Ladies,” she announced, “take a look at this. There is enough for all of us but I get first dibs on it.”

She was very happy with what she was going to be fucking in a few minutes, especially when she was not able to wrap her hand even halfway around it. The other women looked with a combination of lust and amazement at the erotic sight, backlit by the tree lights, of June holding Steven’s cock, except for Susan, who blushed as she looked at her brother. I believe this was the first time she had seen him naked since he was a little boy, and Susan didn’t know what to think of the way he is hung. Steve is almost six and a half feet tall, with a blonde crew cut, blue eyes and a very athletic build. His sister looks much like him except for having long blonde hair, being about eight inches shorter and the obvious gender differences.

“Lie down on your back”, June told Steve.

He had no difficulty taking directions from the older and infinitely more experienced woman, because he knew about the enormous amount of pleasure that would result, so he lay on his back on the mattress as she had told him. June knelt between his legs, took the big cock in her hands and pretended to take it into her mouth. It was too big to insert more than the tip, as she happily knew it would be, so she settled for licking it all around. She did this because she enjoyed doing it and so the massive erection would be wet and she could get the XXL condom rolled down to its base.

After the protection was in place, June stood up, stripped off her own pants, jersey, bra and panties and stood, her nakedness enhanced by the flickering Christmas tree lights, straddling Steve. She removed her hat too, although Carmen was still wearing hers. Slowly, June began to lower herself by bending her knees while he held his cock to guide it into the dripping pink hole, where both of them wanted it to be. From fondling Steven’s cock and anticipating getting it into her pussy, she was already lubricating heavily, even with no other foreplay.