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(This is a story i came on and love it) Date: 17:51:44 on Tuesday, November 29, 2005 Name: HDTopperSubject: A story for the seasonA Christine Carole Legal Notice: The author has created this story, solely for the pleasure and consumption by adults of legal age. Please do not read this publication if you are not of legal age or are offended by adult situations of a sexual nature. This story and any subsequent additions and/or deletions remain the sole property of the author. A reader may download or copy this publication only for ease of his or her own personal use. Any republication, re-posting and/or duplications in part or in total are strictly prohibited. This story or any subsequent changes by the author, is not under any circumstances available for republication, re-write in part or in its complete form, by any individual, group or company or corporation for any commercial entity or purpose, under any conditions, without express written consent of the author. This story is an obvious spoof of Dickenss Christmas Carol and it was created with no intention of disrespect to Mr. Dickens.A Christine CaroleChapter I:It was about three-thirty the afternoon of December twenty-forth and as was common this time of year in New England, a light snow had begun to fall. But most everyone was undeterred as they flittered about filled with holiday cheer. Even the downtown office towers were filled with smiling men and women running about trying to get ready for the big day, that is everyone except maybe the tense and frightened Lorie Hatchet. Lorie was making her final examination of the closing documents she had prepared for the properties that Mrs. Carole had finally unloaded from her portfolio. Its completion would definitely make Christine very happy, but she knew the happiness would most likely end there. Lorie also knew that Mrs. Carole would most likely explode in violent anger when she asked her for the day following Christmas off as well. Unfortunately with Christmas falling on Thursday she would have no one to care for her daughter, little Noel, come Friday morning.After a gentle knock on the office door and the normal harsh response for her to enter, as she entered she heard, Are there no city, state or federal medical agencies, dont our taxes take care of our wretched folks, she heard Christine bellowIn fact arent we robbed enough by taxation for the so called poor on a daily basis? Go away and leave me be, She heard her continue before slamming down the phone.Lorie knew immediately that was the local businessmens group that she had put through on the switchboard a few minutes earlier, calling about the childrens Christmas Fund. Upon entering Christine Caroles plush twentieth floor, corner office suite, meekly laid all the finished documents before Mrs. Carole for her approval. She remained quiet as Christine examined the format of the documents and watched as Christine began to speed read the packet of closure formsAs Christine completed perusing the last of the documents Lorie nervously cleared her throat and began to explain her plight. She tried desperately to make Mrs. Carole understand that she had no choice because of Noels handicaps, but Christines perpetual case of foul moods just exploded.Bah Humbug, she began, its like this every year, this stupid holiday just closes down the worlds commerce, it strips hard working people like me of our just rewards. As you know you are a salaried employee, and that means you and this stupidity are taking two days of wages right out of my pocket without a second of work. Its unfair and should be illegal.Im, Im so, so sorry Mrs. Carole, but I have no choice; I have to take care of Noel. Please dont be angry, Ill make it up to you in extra hours whenever I can.Bah Humbug, be off with you and your miserable holiday, go ahead take advantage of my soft heart and kindness. Just be off and take your excuse for extortion with you. Go ahead you and the rest of my unappreciative staff can abuse my generosity, Christine Carole bellowed in what she projected as the poor pathetic voice of a hapless victim.Seeing a clear escape before her, Lorie thanked her employer and was gone in a flash.Chapter IAs she sat on the subway heading and the suburban lot where she parked her car and then eventually on to the specialty day care center that cared for Noel, Lories mind began to wander. Back to the better days, days when husband and her sat on one of these very trains heading downtown to do some Christmas shopping for the impending blessed event, the coming birth of their first child. Ah yes, it was such a wonderful time. She and Harry sat holding hands, their faces glowing with parental pride of her first pregnancy, not to mention the smiles of true love that they always wore.It was only two months later and one month after the birth, all the reports were final, Noel was born with a rare birth defect. At best, they might see her live only until early teens. Ooh of course there was some possibility of a cure, but no insurance covered the super expensive somewhat experimental procedure. Besides it was without question well beyond their present or future financial capabilities for that matter. This misfortune of birth was the beginning of the end of their marriage. Now with Noel going to be nine tomorrow, Harry had not been seen or heard from in almost five years.Lorie closed her eyes fighting back the tears as her mind continued to wander. As she remembered another Christmas two years before Noels birth; she was a student at a local university and enjoying a Christmas party at her friend Lees house where she had just been introduced to a tall handsome man. Lorie had jus begun to be comfortable talking with him when out of nowhere Lee began dancing around them holding a fist full of mistletoe above their heads. Now it all became apparent to her, this was a setup and the culprit was now making a scene for all those in earshot to join in. Eventually with all the prodding and jeers, they had little choice, giving in and kissing so everyone would let them alone. But not five minutes later the instigator was back with her mistletoe making them kiss again, then again and again. Although she was slightly miffed about being setup to meet this man, in her heart she knew that she would have to thank Lee later.The trip down memory lane brought her forward to another night, a night in late March or early April of that New Year. Harry and her had decided to take a long weekend and drive to his parents home in Ohio. As the drove through upper state New York they met up with an unexpected freak snowstorm that made driving any further an extremely dangerous venture, so they decided to take a room and wait out the storm.Lorie was still a virgin at the time, but as they watched TV on one of the single beds and spooned, Harry began to lovingly kiss and nibble at the nape of her sensitive neck. Lorie felt chills running down her spine. The semi-erotic love story they were watching was punctuating the unending array of tender nibbles and kisses that Harry was covering her exposed flesh with. As he continuously bathes her neck and shoulders with loving kisses he reached around and opened a few buttons of her blouse baring even more of her shoulders and back to him. Moving her hair out of the way he began once again to kiss, nibble and lick all of the now even greater amount of Lories bare flesh his lips and tongue could reach. Back and forth his lips, teeth and tongue traveled across her back and from shoulder to shoulder. Occasionally as Lorie succumbed more and more to the erotic sensations he undid even more buttons allowing his mouth to travel lower onto her spine making those beautiful tingles grow stronger. Lorie began having trouble keeping her eyes open and on the TV movie. Well, its not so bad she thought, even though her blouse was suddenly opened to the waist, he is only kissing my back, she thought, how bad could that be, so she laid still and enjoyed his ministrations. As Harrys fingertips found there way around front to Lories exposed flesh her reasoning ability had begun to wane. Even as he pulled her blouse free of her skirt waist and had begun gently fondling her breasts through her thin bra, she laid transfixed. Besides she reasoned, his eyes and lips are on my back, whats so wrong with that, beaides he has felt my breasts before, so whats the big deal?A short time later Harry had rolled her onto her back and moved his shirtless body between her splayed thighs, and with no words spoken he gently pushed one breast free of its protective cup and took the exposed nipple into his lips. With the warm, wet tip of his tongue Harry began to rub the captured nub in circles, causing it to grow and harden. Because her conscious ability to reason had long ago begun to wane it was now even further degraded, but worse yet, her own sensory organs had begun to work against what little ability for her to reason remained. Ooh God, she thought, these marvelous sensations are so gently, loving and tender, how can I stop him. All she knew, all she could think of at that moment in time was being loved and the erotic feelings that were taking over her body. In fact Lorie never noticed that her skirt had been pushed up and held in place on her belly with his. Her mind was only filled with his gentle kisses as his lips met hers and his thumb as it caressed her ever-enlarging nipple. So when the distant sound of a zipper being opening passed over her ears, it never registered in her brain. Apparently the hot, wet tongue and lips that were now tenderly nibbling her lobe must have blocked all sound and its ability to register in her brain. Even when the gusset of her panties was moved aside she heard and felt no negative sound or action. In fact the present state of arousal she found herself in was so great she had never know anything like it before. Lorie only felt the gentle loving caress of her darlings fingertips, the partially calloused tips of his fingers as they left her inner thighs and grazed over her panties that covered her pubic mound left her filled with the sensation of how gentle and loving he could be.Obviously how much he cared and wanted her to feel wonderful so when the bare tip of a heated, rigid yet soft, an even larger finger suddenly returned to separate her labia she only felt warmth. Somewhere in her mind she knew he was seeking an entry to her very sole, but it felt so soft, so warm and oh so right. As his cock passed easily through the point of entry that wet soaking wet with the nectar that flowed out of her like a flood it met with what would prove to be only a token resistance from her hymen, her brain began to awaken and her ability to reason slowly began to regain its responsibilities. OOH MY GOD NOOOO, Lorie cried out as she thrust her hips upwards in a belated attempt to dislodge this rigid phallic invader. Her useless efforts only resulted in an antithetical effect, as her hips moved upwards they inadvertently were met with what was his downward thrust. Their combined movements resulted in the most likely occurrence; the bulbous head of her lovers cock tore her virgin barrier asunder impaling her fully on the first cock to enter her virgin body.OOH MY GOD NO, OOH MY GOD YOU, YOU, YOURE IN MEOh yes my love, please dont move we are finally one, please dont fight it, please let me make love to you. Ooh yes, yes this is so good, so right and I love you so much.Lorie gasped remaining soundless, rigid and unmoving, as if she were skewered on a spit. She was virtually frozen in place with her hips still slightly thrust up and forward as Harrys engorged cock moved even deeper yet into her very core. Lorie continued to remain stoic as her body and brain tried to process all the sensory and factual ramifications of this sudden unexpected invasion of her body. But while Lorie remained both wordless and motionless Harry restarted the assault upon the highly charged nerve endings in her pussy. Utilizing the slow in and out thrusts of his bloated cock, and the tender caring caresses he had used on her breasts and nipples that got him to this point, he began once again win over her bodys sensory organs. Lories own body had once again begun to work against her and as she felt sensations that made her tremble and want for more, she succumbed. As Lories began to show renewed signs of heating up, Harry wisely held his hips still, leaving his cock buried deep within her without thrusting, allowing her body to accept the feeling and redevelop its previous sexual need. Within a few minutes she had begun to breath irregularly, her nipples throbbed and the natural need in her pussy caused her lubrication to flow. Feeling the sensuous throbs of the inner walls and the damp heat of her excretions Harry restarted the motions of intercourse. He pulled back an inch or so then fed that and a little more back into her each time. First it was an inch and a half, then two inches and soon he reset the slow steady tempo with full-length thrusts. He smiled to himself finally they were really fucking.Lorie had totally surrendered and was without realizing it greeting each and every one of his thrusts with one of her own. Their tempo slowly increased in speed and ferocity. Lorie not only welcomed it, but also actively participated in this act of love, an act that without their knowledge was exactly as God had created, the act of love and procreation.Suddenly Lorie gasped aloud as her hips drove violently upward, Lorie exploded in her first cock-induced orgasm. As Lorie reached her utopia, Harry was taken in by his lovers gasps of pleasure and the heat her body expelled. Immediately he fell victim to it as he joined her in orgasm letting his balls explode filling her belly with the volumes of sperm. Sated, they fell into each others grasp and remained motionless until they awoke, nearly six hours later. Unbeknownst to them as they slept Harrys sperm did its job, and made them the parents of the coming Christmass first child.Chapter IIChristine Carole watched Lories cute ass cheeks sway and jiggle like Christmas bells as an obviously excited Lorie vacated her office. When she closed the door behind her she left this crotchety old and lonely woman to her own kind of Christmas.Christine reclined as she pushed her chair back and away from her desk, staring up toward the ceiling and into nothingness. That is quite explanatory for Christines life; It was all nothingness for her over the past ten years ever since that drunken son of a bitch, that no good bastard ran over her poor wonderful Marley.It was Christmas Eve, ten years ago, when Marley, the love of her life, had just left the Jewelry store. He had just picked up that cursed diamond pendant he ordered her for Christmas present. As he excitedly stepped out the door he never had a chance, the clod lost control of his pick-up swerved around the corner and snuffed out the life of the finest man she had ever known.Marley Carole had started, Carole Associates, and hired her as its first employee. A company that eventually became one of the Northeasts foremost Realty Management and sales Firms. Between them, they lived for the business and through their combined efforts directed its expediential growth. True at first she was merely his secretary, and then became his right arm, finally an integral part of its daily operations and success. Then there was that hotel deal; they had just closed it, closed it together. It was Bostons deal of the decade, possibly two decades, and she was equally responsible for its success. Christine was now more, much more than a secretary. Afterward in the privacy of their then modest office, they celebrated with champagne. Their business future as well as their lives were determined in a mere instant as they glanced deeply into each others eyes. All at once that emotional fire that had been building between them for ages was suddenly unleashed. Better part of a magnum of expensive champagne was sloshing around in their unfed bellies and the alcohol stoked their mutual flames even more. Something was about to happen, but who was going to take that first step? Then the silence was broken as Marley stepped forward looked into her eyes and almost cried out, Christine you may hate me later, but right now I dont give a f. I have wanted you forever, so right now I intend to take you. As she sat back in her overstuffed executive chair remembering it all, Christine could not help the enormous smile that crossed her usually sullen face. In her mind eye she could still see Marley as she watched him step toward her. His controlling arrogance showed in his eyes but so did the passion he was feeling at that moment. But what really made her laugh was the obvious large protrusion jutting in the front of his trousers. In her reverie she could still see that big lance bobbing and aimed directly at her crotch as he walked toward her. Without ceremony Marley roughly took her shoulders in his strong hands, laid her back on his desk and pushed her skirt above her waist. As Marley began to speak again, Christine looked into his eyes and moaned, just shut up and f me you bastard, Ive waited long enough for you to be a man and take me. Their first mating was animalistic almost brutal, but ooh so fulfilling. With one arm he swept the desk clean dumping everything onto the floor and settled her body in the middle with her ass at its edge. He pushed Christines form fitting business skirt up at her waist, and in his inpatients Marley just tore away the gusset of her white silk panties, leaving them mere shards. But more importantly to him, it left her feminine core hopelessly undefended and available for him to assault and violate. In what seemed to be a single motion Marley sucked in his breath, letting his pants belt and boxers fall to his ankles and impaled her pussy on the shaft of his throbbing cock.When Christine felt the head of his spear pass her outer lips she wrapped her legs around his waist and let loose with a gusher of her own lubricating nectar that she had stored-up in her many fantasies in hopes of him taking her like he was at that very moment. The release of her abundant fluid eased the path for his cocks entry and welcomed its arrival. They f like savage primates in the wild. It was as though they f in fear, like primates wanting to finish mating before an even bigger, more dangerous carnivore happened upon them locked helplessly together. They thrust violently at one another until in mere moments their long overdue passion exploded violently as they fell to the floor like melting snowmen, sated but still dripping their fluids onto the rug. They remained locked in a lovers embrace for at least twenty minutes, before they f again and again. In fact they f on, in or under every piece of furniture in the office and some more than once. Eventually awaking late Christmas morning on the office couch, where they f again while they swearing their undying love for one another.The following day they deposited the net proceeds of the hotel deal into a new joint account and departed from Logan Airport for Vegas and a waiting wedding chapel. Chapter IIIFinally Christines mind returned to that hated Christmas Eve, and the drunken bastard that took her only joy. She wept silently to her self as she bundled herself up against the winter cold locked the office and as usual on a Christmas Eve road the elevator alone to the lobby of an empty office tower, always the first to arrive at six and last to leave at six.Merry Christmas and have a wonderful weekend, the doorman said as she exited into the cold New England air.Uh, yeah you too, Christine grumbled back. Actually not really meaning it, as she mumbled in her mind, Yeah dick-head, f you and Christmas too.Christine pulled her scarf and collar tight against her as the new Christmas Snow whipped into her face as it spiraled back and forth across the narrow Boston street. The sound was almost deafening as the cold winds hurdled north to south between the high-rises creating a virtual wind tunnel. It sent a punishing blast of frozen snow slamming into her face as she tried to walk against the cold wind. Putting her head down she thrust her body forward toward the parking garage and the comfort of her Mercedes Sedan.As she neared the garage entrance her mind began to play a cruel trick on her, she swore she heard the faint sound of someone calling her name, the voice was mixed with the howling sounds of the wind making it sound eerily familiar, but she was alone.Hey cute buns, wha-cha-doing, over and over she swore she heard in the wind but far off in the distance. Intermingled with the awful sound of the howling wind it was just a weird whistle of the wind, besides only Marley called her cute buns.Shit I need a fucking drink, Christine said aloud to herself knowing she didnt mean it, she had been sober for almost five years now. Christine had finally overcome her excessive drinking that began just days after Marleys funeral. Why now, why did she even think of a drink? This was all too crazy she thought to herself as she approached her car and pushed the button on the self starter, hoping the seats would begin to warm up before she walked that last few hundred feet to the door. Quickly, Christine got into the car closed and locked the doors as she snuggled into the plush seats that were already beginning to show some warmth. Momentarily she closed her eyes and snuggled even further into the soft warm leather seat as she let head fall backwards onto the headrest settling into the warmth.As Christine snuggled deeply into the warmth of the car seat, she felt a strange yet comforting warmth from what felt almost like the gentle back of a lovers hand as it caresses cheek, and then heard it again, but this time it was very near and clear as day.Hey cute buns, how-ya-doing?Christine bolted awake and looking into the back seat saw her long dead husband Marley Carole. Christine froze unable to speak as she studied the apparition before her. Surely it appeared to be Marley, but this creature was a horrid shade of gray and white, the body appeared to still show the ghastly and festered wounds from the collision with that speeding pick-up truck. Wrapped around his neck and upper body was what appeared to be a heavily weighted chain. This burdensome chain seemed that it actually passed through the passenger side of the windshield without breaking it. It appeared that another thirty or more feet remained outside coiled at the center of the cars hood. Even more gruesome were the weights that were attached to the many links of this ominous chain.Who, who the f are you, and what are you doing in my car? But cute buns its me, cant you see?Marley? Impossible, you are dead, what kind of evil dream is this? Christine cried out as she began to slap her own face, wake up Christine Carole, wake up from this bad dream, she continued to yell over and over as she tried again to slap herself awake.Fear not my darling, you are not asleep, and you are in no danger from me as I will carry my love for you into eternity. I have come to you at this time out of love, this very Eve of Christmas I come to warn and help you. I have come in love so that you will not also bear the painful fruits of evil that we weaved for ourselves in our greed. Our disregard for our fellow man, woman or child is the sin of our greed. Look upon me my love, see the chain I carry, I made through my own culpability, yes this onus is the result of my many misdeeds to our fellow man. Each link I forged as I evicted a poor family, cheated another of funds, padded the books to sweeten a deal or just refused or forgot to be merely human to another man of goodwill.Christine, my love, I fear that your chain will but so great it will make mine appear as but a mere link of yours. Trust me my love this and more shall all come to pass, unless you look into your heart and heed my word. Look into your heart and find that woman I once knew, the woman that taught me love and joy before I taught her greed. Sweet, sweet Christine our wealth is the merely the fruit of another mans pain. Our financial rewards were from the sweat of anothers brow, and the pain I now endure and you will soon taste thrice fold, will be their only reward, it will be their just vengeance.Bah Humbug, humbug, humbug, its all a bad dream, soon I will wake up I will be in my comfortable desk chair where I must have fallen asleep, this is all bull-shitChristine listen to me, I have come to help you my love, but foremost to warn you that tonight three spirits will visit you, and let me forewarn you, treat them with respect for in their clutches lies the truth, in their clutches lies your very future. Christine my love, I warn you because of our love was so honest and pure. I warn you so that you will not know or feel the pain of my fate, please listen I want you to see the joy in life again.The first spirit will come to you at the stroke of midnight, the next one, the last and most frightening of all at two, as for me I must take my leave, but remember I love you.Then there was a loud clash of thunder and Marley rose through the car roof dragging his clanging chain noisily behind him. It uncoiled off the car hood sliding miraculously back through the windshield leaving no sign of where it had broken through. At one point while Marley was in the car a single link of his massive chain fell onto her feet, Christine in that moment was pinned in place as she felt its awesome weight. Although she could sense its weight the chain as it moved across the car it left no marks as it passed over her ankle and through the autos roof. As disappeared it clanged and clinked loudly it rose right through the reinforced concrete ceiling of the parking garage floor above her, she followed Marleys path as he ascended into nothingness finally totally disappearing from sight. As he did disappear she suddenly was left alone in an uncomfortable silence. Christine closed her eyes in exhaustion and she fell forward onto the steering wheel. She remained unmoving until once again the silence was broken as she heard Marleys voice. Heed them my darling, they mean you only goodwill. Then her heart almost stopped as her car, without her effort, shifted into gear and began to move forward. As she tried to brake and gain control, her car began gaining speed. It began to go faster and faster reaching a speed beyond her comprehension. It moved easily at hundreds of miles per hour directly for the concrete wall before her. As the car crashed into the concrete wall there was a blinding light, an awful crashing sound, a sensation of immeasurable speed, Christine screamed then stopped breathing and passed out as a sudden stop led into nothingness. Christine tried to recapture her ability to breath as she remained in the silence, and then she slowly opened her eyes. She looked around; there she was still in her undamaged car. As she looked around she realized that she was quietly parked behind the closed door of her own garage, at her suburban home. Not understanding what had happened she looked at her watch, six-ten, impossible she thought. But something was odd. Her watch must be broken, because in a normal commute it took her without bad weather almost an hour to reach her suburban home. According to her watch she had just left her office ten minutes ago.Impossible, she thought again as she made her way to her bedroom, stripped to panties and bra, and then fell into bed pulling the covers over her head falling at once into a deep almost comatose sleep.Chapter IVAs Lorie Hatchet passed through the main entrance of the day care center she was greeted with the warm sounds of, Mommy, mommy I missed you, we had such fun today. Lorie smiled as she hugged this striking beautiful nine-year-old. A beautiful child created, born and raised out of and with love. A child although handicapped had grown quite beautiful and seemed to always to emote love and joy to whomever was around.Bundling Noel into her arms she rushed her trough the cold to the warm comfort of her old beat up Taurus. It may not have been pretty but it ran OK and the heater was great. Buckling her in she noticed her glancing toward the bags in the back seat trying to get a glimpse of what may lay in store for her on Christmas morning. No peeking, you sly little snoop, she joked with her little girl as they both giggled.As Lorie walked around the car she felt pangs of guilt, as she knew Santa was never going to bring the dolly Noel really wanted. It was far too expensive for her pocket book, so she had to settle for a discarded doll from a friends child. At least the little brat had so many she hardly played with this one, and considering they still had the original box, if she stayed up late tonight she could iron its clothes and it might just look new again.They sang Christmas carols along with the radio as they drove home and through the evening as they had a light dinner and until Noel finally went to bed.Lorie immediately began working hard to make the dolly look as close to new as possible but when the clock struck midnight it was time for her to hit the bed in order to be up with the sun and Noel. At the same time miles away in the wealthy suburbs lay a different sound to the bells of midnight. Ho, Ho, Ho, rise and face the joys of Christmas Morning, Ho, Ho, Ho, rise up Christine, rise up and join me in the beauty of the season, come join me in a cup of joyChristine pulled the covers from her head and cast her tired eyes on a jolly fellow with rosy cheeks and eyes as bright as the summer sun. He was a giant of a man with a two foot long white beard. He appeared massive, super strong yet still somewhat jolly and quite roly-poly. The ceilings in her Victorian home were well over eight feet and his Christmas cap bushed against them and his billowing red and white robe had a fur train that trailed yards behind him. Thats it, she thought, he looked like a giant Santa Clause.Reality stuck her and Christine jumped up demanding to know who he was and what he was doing in her bedroom.For the moment, he began, admiring your nice tits and that cute ass youre shaking in my face. Then he let out a laugh that was so loud it must have been heard miles away.As Christine looked down at her breasts were almost hanging out of her red demi-bra and her ass had merely a thin band of her matching thong nestled between her firm rounded cheeks. Christine became flustered and fell down onto the bed hiding her body under the covers. Get out, get out of here before I call the police.He let out an uproarious laugh and chuckled out, Ah, you do that, it might prove interesting. First of all I am the Ghost Of Christmas Past, the first of the ghosts that will guide you tonight, and only you can see me. So call them, cant you just see that police report now? I can see it well, ah yes it is going to read, almost naked crazy rich women with a hot body, filed a complaint about a seven and a half foot Christmas ghost. It appears he was in her bedroom checking out and making lurid comments about her firm tits and rounded ass. Now that would make for great reading on a cold winter nights for your business associates, wouldnt it? Besides think of what the gossipers could do with info like that?OK, OK you win, look just leave will you? I dont need you or any other ghost. Just let me sleep please, just get out of my dream and out of my house.Suddenly a dark cast appeared in the room, it was easy to read that this ghost was pissed.The ghost raised his hand and passed it over the length of Christines body causing her to rise and levitate above the bed. Instantly her bra rose off her body and floated to the floor only to be followed by her thong. Christine gasped in fear as her body floated naked about the room some five feet above the floor. Then she felt a blast of cold air as her bedroom window flew open and she was soon floating above the street, still naked. The ghost joined her taking her hand as they began to soar over the housetops. Once he had taken her hand, surprisingly, she felt safe and warm even in the New England winter chilled air even though she was naked. Where are you taking me and can I go back and get dressed?When you are with me you must remain naked like I so that you remain invisible and so that no one can see your clothing, besides arent you warm and comfortable.OK, OK, but where are we going?To visit Christmass past.The past? The far past?No, your past.And then they began to soar at speeds beyond human understanding, coming to rest in front of an old single house in a non-descript lower middle-income neighborhood, somewhere in suburbia.Looking with keen interest Christine sensed an odd familiarity as they approached the home and passed through its walls and eventually standing next to a Christmas tree in a small living room. Under the tree was what appeared to be a dozen or more nicely gift wrapped presents. And then a sound caught her attention and as she turned she caught sight of two small children slinking down the stairs with naughty grins on their faces. They crept stealthily down the final few steps and over to the Christmas tree. As they neared Christine gasped, tried to cover her nakedness and jumped behind a high back chair trying to hide. Christine was even more startled when the ghost let out an uproariously loud laugh, that she was sure was heard blocks away.Be calm Christine, the ghost bellowed as he continued to laugh, they can not see or hear us for although we can observe we are in another dimension and can in no way interact with them, or them with us, that is unless I choice to let it happen.But Im naked and you are so loud, Christine whispered.Trust me my dear, it is true, they can not hear or see you.OOH, OH MY GOD, that is my sister Alice and ooh god me sneaking peeks at our Christmas gifts. Then she jumped again as she heard another more ominous sound.And what do you girls think you are doing? Came a loud authoritative male voice. Both girls jumped back from the gifts in fear as the two adults that had just descended from the stairs, lit the oil lamp and came close.Daddy, Mommy, the adult Christine cried out, Alice and I meant no harm, we, we were just peeking, thats all, please dont be mad.Again the ghost laughed at the top of his lungs, as Christine shook her head, realizing that she couldnt be heard. Almost simultaneously the two little girls said virtually the same thing as their father began to laugh as well.Ah the problem around here is that we coddle you two, besides you two have the same excuse every Christmas day. I guess that is what daddies do for their little girls. Go ahead, yes go ahead you spoiled brats open your gifts, but you only have an hour or so and then you both best be dressed and ready for breakfast.In an instant wrapping paper began fly in all directions and with a touch of the ghosts hand Christine was taken away from the happy scene. As they left the building she could still hear the girls giggling and her parents in the background laughing as well.Then just as suddenly they were in a dark hallway of some large building. The ghost led the way around the corner and Christine felt ill at ease as something inside her told her that is was a place that held mixed emotions for her. Christine intentionally lagged behind, then the ghost turned to her, grasped her hand and pulled her through a wall.There before her was two teenage girls naked except for panties giggling and lying next to one another on one of the two single beds in the room.This is very naughty Chrissie, one girl said.So what, how else are we going to learn, and besides this is what the two girls did in the movie. You said you would try it and so it felt good didnt it?Yeah, I liked when we kissed and when you touched and kissed my boobies.Well kiss me again and you touch and kiss my boobs this time, OK Beth?With that the girl named Beth nodded her approval and took Chrissie into her arms and they kissed quite passionately. As they kissed Beth tentatively began to caress Chrissies breast and Chrissie gasped her obvious approval into Beths mouth as they kissed.OOH MY GOD, Christine moaned, thats, that is when I, I.Thats right, that is the first time you ever made love to another person and your first bi-sexual experience, the ghost said as they both became silent and focused their attention to the two young girls as they experimented in the bed.Beth broke the kiss and pushed Chrissie back onto the bed and began a slow descent toward her first taste of another womans breast. Here they were away at a boarding school, lonely, with few friends between them and seeking the answer to love. Both girls were from families that had just barely afforded to send them to this exclusive school. All the other girls were from very wealthy families and looked down on them as unfit for their social standing, so they clung to each other.Beth had captured Chrissies erecting nipple between her lips and teeth and felt a tingle in her virgin pussy as she suckled like a new born. Chrissie just kept moaning her pleasure and stroked Beths hair as she melted under her ministrations. Beth worked both nipples going from one to the other and occasionally rising up so that their lips would meet. OOH YES, it feels so good, please go lower, please lick my pussy and then Ill do it to you, Chrissie begged.I, I dont know, Im afraid, beside I no lezzy.Neither am I, but we are just experimenting. I have an idea, I heard of this thing called sixty-nine, it means we do each other at the same time, turn around.It was becoming quite obvious that Chrissie was the apparent leader and soon had them turned and without any hesitation moved her head between Beths thighs and elicited an immediate gasp of pleasure from Beths mouth. Chrissie flicked her tongue up and down Beths moist labia making her shiver with each and ever pass her tongue made. Feeling left out of the pleasure cycle Chrissie found Beths clit with her lips and tongue and gave it a slight nip. OUCH, that fucking hurt you bitch, Beth yelled.Thats right you one way cunt, start eating my pussy too or Ill bite the fucking thing off, Chrissie yelled back as she reached down and pushed Beths face into her pussy.Beth got the message and began to explore, eventually she did it with an ardor that eventually matched Chrissies and they both soon rapidly approaching orgasm.Christine stood watching her first exchange of love with another person and became instantly excited. It was like watching a XXX movie with her as the star. She couldnt help herself and being naked she let fingers find her clit, then she played voyeur as she masturbated. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the ghost step behind her but paid little mind as she worked herself toward a long awaited orgasm.Suddenly she felt the ghost put her in a bent over position as this massive cock entered her soaking wet pussy in a single thrust. His cock bigger than any she had ever had in her before. But as big as it was it was not uncomfortable as he worked himself in and out of her. Then suddenly she felt something strange, the ghosts cock began to grow and fill her even more. As the continued to saw his massive tool in and out of her it still continued to grow. Within moments it felt as big as her arm, then her ankle and it began to blend a unique mixture of excruciating pain and a comparable amount of pleasure.Christine mind was in a blur as she watched Beths lips and tongue take her teenage body on the ride that she had never forgotten. Simultaneously the ghosts unique cock was driving her mad, it was unbelievable the ghost had the ability to make it grow or shrink at will. The ghost was teasing her by growing then shrinking his cock as he f unceasingly in and out of her. She knew that he was intentionally teasing her, always keeping her just short of her orgasm. What was even more strange when he made it swell, she felt sever pain, but this pain was unique each stab of pain brought her closer and closer to an orgasm she knew would be earth shattering.Please, please, she begged aloud, let me, please let me come, I beg you, PLEASEHo, Ho, Ho, does the little lady want to come, the ghost chuckled.YES, OOH YES PLEASE Christine cried out.Look at the lovers on the bed, look and remember. Remember what is was like to love, remember what it was like to enjoy another persons company, remember what you have forgotten, most importantly remember an orgasm shared in love.Christine looked toward the bed just in time to watch the juices of their orgasm and joy wash over the happy faces of the two girls as they brought each other to a mutual orgasm. But just as the joy of orgasm was to explode in her body, the ghost tore his giant cock free of her pussy leaving her hanging from the very edge of happiness. Then they were soaring high above the city.As they traversed the city she found herself passing through the window to her twentieth floor office. As they hovered in a corner she watched as Marley talked on the phone. The sight of her handsome man filled her eyes with real tears and yet somehow joy to her heart as well, Marley looked so happy, so normal. He ended the conversation he wished the person he spoke to a Merry Christmas, and then responded to a gentle knock on his office door. Come in, come on in he responded happily.Then through the door pranced a female Christmas Elf, dressed in a clinging red dress cut so short that her lacy red panties were on display. The top of the dress was cut in a square pattern that left the flesh exposed from mid back, over the middle of the shoulders and cut straight across, so far down on the abundant cleavage that one wrong move would most likely cause both breasts to spill out. This erotic elf wore red fish net thigh high hose held up by a garter belt that apparently was hidden up under the short dress. Her outfit was finally finished with long green pointed elfin slippers.As the elf danced and twirled her dress rose up showing the transparent panties that easily displayed a newly shaved pubic mound. What little hair was left had been shaped into a Christmas tree and sprayed green with temporary color. As she danced and sang Jingle Bells the elf shook the little bells she held in one hand an envelope in the other. The elf continued to dance toward Marley and he began to laugh, ah Christine my favorite elf, and what are you up to? Christine danced over to Marley and handed him the envelope. Opening the card, inside was written, Your first Christmas present. One long slow blowjob to be performed immediately by an immoral elf that swallows. Marley began to laugh as the little elf fell to her knees and without waiting for his response took his soft cock out of his trousers and swallowed it whole.Christine and the ghost watched as the Christine of eleven years earlier sucked away at Marleys rapidly rising cock while in the same breath hummed Christmas carols as she worked her magic. In no time at all Marley was as rigid as a steel flagpole that in mere seconds was filling Christines throat. This vile little elf was offered Marley no mercy as she sucked and nibbled the shaft of his cock as it passed in and out of her throat. Occasionally she would take it completely out of her mouth and stroke it in an almost violent motion as she licked the tip, before swallowing it down to his pubes once again.Suddenly Marley cock exploded his first volley of sperm crashed across the bridge of her nose as she jerked it off. Almost instantaneously the Christmas elf grasped the head of his cock with her lips just behind the head and allowed Marley to continue to explode volley after volley into her oral cavity. As his explosions diminished into dribbles the wanton elf squeezed out the remainder with her hand as she sucked it into her mouth. Once he was done, the sluttish elf opened her mouth and showed Marley the first Christmas gift he gave to his whorish wife, and then she swallowed it all with a loud theatrical flare.Ah my little slut you suck a cock so well that I must repay you, what do you say we head home so that I may ravish your cute buns in front or our roaring fire place?I thought youd never ask? Christine said in a chuckle as wiped her lips with his tie and laughed as she grabbed his hand and pulled him through the office door.WHAT I JUST SAW WAS A WOMAN IN LOVE, AND A WOMAN THAT KNEW HOW TO MAKE CHRISTMAS A TIME OF JOY FOR THOSE SHE LOVED, the ghost bellowed at Christine. Then he waved his hand and Christine felt a jolt of speed, and before she could even ask what was happening she was in her bed again and the Ghost Of Christmas Past was gone.Chapter VChristine looked down and she was again dressed in her bra and panties. As she began to crawl back under the covers as she told herself she had to do something about her weird dreams, and in moments she was fast asleep.Suddenly her weird dream reoccurred, but this time there stood a petite woman dressed in nothing but jewelry that dangled from her neck, nipples and ear lobes. This little woman could not have been more than four foot eleven with a beautiful body adorned with small firm breasts and a voice so loud and squeaky that penetrated to your very sole.Rise up Christine, rise up and take my hand. We have so little time and the clock has already begun to tick. I am the Ghost Of Christmas Present, your present. The time is at hand, rise up now and follow NOWI have nothing more to learn, I am getting old and past my time, leave me, PLEASE JUST LEAVE ME TO MY OWN REWARDS, Christine cried out. The ghost took Christines hand, levitated her above the bed as once again her bra and panties fell from her body leaving her naked as had the first ghost before they soared out the window. Once again she soared over the city and soon she was being taken through the side of a building finding herself in Lorie Hatchets kitchen. She watched as Lorie placed a small pathetic looking broiler chicken on the counter to thaw for Christmas dinner and returned to ironing. The ghost drew her attention to the old doll that lay naked on the kitchen table as Lorie diligently ironed and stitched, trying so desperately to make the doll and its clothing appear new. As she ironed and mended as best she could, you could see the love she felt for her little daughter, even through the tears of sadness that filled her once beautiful eyes. It was obvious she felt guilt that she could give her no more than a hand-me-down doll and a lousy little chicken dinner on such a special day, for her darling Noel on Christmas. But with rents what they were and the fact she was given limited hours so that she could not qualify for benefits, she did what she could for her darling Noel.As Christine watched Lorie work with determination, even in her guilt and sadness she hummed Christmas Carols to herself. The diminutive ghost waved her hand over the wall that separated them from Noels bedroom making the wall as transparent as a window glass. There lay Noel fitfully sleeping with the aid of an oxygen mask as her slowly dying body clung to what little life still existed. She appears sicker than I thought, will she be alright, and cant anyone help her? Christine asked the ghost.Are there no city, state or federal medical agencies, dont our taxes care of our wretched folks, arent we robbed by taxation for the so called poor enough already on a daily basis? The ghost bellowed.Oh my God, Christine thought, isnt that what I said to the people that contacted my office this morning for a donation to the Childrens Christmas Fund. As she pondered her own question the ghost placed a hand on her shoulder and they were again soaring. As the entered another building it appeared to be a hospital or nursing home of some kind. As she surveyed her surroundings she saw there before her stood a young woman leaning over a sickly woman and speaking softly. I dont know mother, I was at her office yesterday and begged her to come. But you know your own sister; she hates the world and for some unknown reason. But dont fret you will not be alone, my boyfriend Bill and I will be here with you for Christmas. OOH MY, ooh tha, thats my niece and sister, oh my. Are you so full of self-loathing that you ignore your own sister to spend the season of love at home counting your wealth? You have forgotten how close you once were and how she loves your retched sole even today. For the first time in years Christine shed an honest unselfish tear, a tear for someone other than herself. She heard the ghost squeak out, I told you our time together was short, but fear not my dear it is time now, for you to see the rest.In what seemed to be mere seconds Christine found herself clear across town in a function room of the Galaxy Restaurant. Present in the room was almost the entire staff of Carole Associates. There was Edith Brown director of corporate research and her three computer experts, Tracy, Joan and Les. There was Jack Billings her director of property sales and his entire staff of four women and two men, and also present was the entire property management team and some of their contractors. In all there were over thirty revelers, all enjoying this Christmas Eve party.It is to bad she wont be here, Edith said, Poor Lorie all she has is that sick little girl.Maybe we should start some kind of fund for little Noel, Joan Smith responded.Are you kidding, Jack Billings interjected, it will take many tens of thousands of dollars to help that poor little girl, and there is no way we could raise that kind of money.Well maybe we could get Mrs. Carole to contribute and get some of her wealthy friends to help out. I think we should start the fund then ask her to help, what do you guys think? Joan asked the group.There was an immediate group laugh at Joans suggestions. Yeah sure, shes one hell of a business woman but a philanthropist old Mrs. Bah Humbug is not. But Ill dare you all right now our year-end bonuses are due on the fifteenth of January and Ill pledge ten percent of mine if everyone else will. And to further sweeten the pot I will stand beside you Joan when you ask Christine to contribute and to approach her friends. Everyone pledged their support and the party began to get into full swing.The ghost drew Christines attention to a large clock on the wall and with a circular wave of her index finger she advanced the clock a few hours. As Christine turned back to the crowd she noticed that the party was a roaring success with some having had a little too much from the large bowl of very spiked punch on the buffet table. The ghost waved toward a blank wall and gave Christine an unobstructed view of the back of the cloakroom where Joan had little Tracy pined against the wall as she kissed her with passion.Joan was a woman in her late thirties and as rumors around the office churned, it was said the reason she was still single was that she was a lesbian party girl. Joan was very attractive with a slender athletic body. She had a firm set of medium sized tits that always seemed adorned with perpetually erect nipples. Tracy was a young recent college graduate that started at the company as an intern. She was very petite with very shapely legs that were always on display below the hem of her very short skirts that she wore. On this night she was dressed in a soft clinging one-piece dress that buttoned down the front. At this very moment in time, Joan had unbuttoned her dress almost to her navel and was now trying to undo the center clasp of her B-Cup bras center clasp Joan, Joan I, I, I never did this with a girl before, we better stop, please lets stop.Shhh, my little darling, Joanie is going to make you feel real good; you are going to love this. Come on baby just stop fighting me, we both know your curious, let me show you what one woman can do for another. Joan gave up on unclasping her bra and decided to go in for the kill before she lost her prey. Pushing Tracy back onto a table at the back of the room, Joan ripped away the last two buttons of Tracy’s delicate dress and in a single motion began to gnaw on her pussy right though her transparent little panties.OOO MY GOD, OOH MY GOD, A shocked Tracy gasped aloud as a sudden jolt of pleasure shook her to her core.Knowing she was gaining control Joan pulled Tracys panties down until they were left dangling from one ankle. Immediately she returned her mouth and lips to Tracys crotch and captured her clit between them. Joan had had many women before but never one so petite, so fragile, never one so young and desirable. Joan knew that every man in the office building drooled over the delicate little morsel that she was now eating freely.She could feel Tracys body begin to betray her morals and give up the fight. Her thighs were now spread wide open of their own volition and providing Joan with unobstructed access to her pussy. Un-clasp and take off your bra for me Tracy, Joan demanded.I, I cant, Tracy whimpered in protest, Id have to take of my dress to do that.Just do it now, and quit being a baby, Joan snapped back at her.Christine inadvertently let her fingers fall to her crotch and for the second time tonight began stroking her clit as she watched. Joans prize had now submitted totally as she rose up and dropped her dress from her shoulders then remove her bra before laying back down again and spreading her thighs even wider and submit totally to her own seduction.As Joan licked and sucked the tight lipped, pussy of this tiny girl she began to remove her own slacks and panties before pulling Tracy off the table and laying her on the floor.Tracy just followed Joan’s lead as she lay back on the bed made up of a few coats that Joan had pulled off the coat rack. As Tracy laid her head back on the coats a shadow was cast across her face. Tracy opened her eyes just in time to see Joans wet pussy descending down onto her lips, as she felt Joans lips recapture her clit. Initially Tracy resisted Joan, as she rubbed of her pussy all over her lips but the pressure of Joans tongue on her own clit found her first closing her eyes and taking a lick, then without thought beginning to eat Joan with an equal amount of desire and determination.As the two women pleasured each other with their mouths Christine frantically rubbed her own clit in a desire to join them in orgasm. Just as Christine was seconds from release, the ghost touched her shoulder and Christine found herself dressed in her panties, bra and snuggled under the covers of her own bed alone and frustrated again.Chapter VIChristine violently rubbed the gusset of her panties in a vain attempt to re-attain the same degree of pleasure she was feeling only moments before, but it was all for naught. Her exhausted body would not participate as she fell into a deep sexually frustrated sleep.Off in the distance of dream fogged sleep Christine heard an eerie voice croak out, rise wench and follow, rise and follow or the sunrise shall be your undoing, RISE UP NOW The ominous sounding voice frightened Christine awake, and as her eyes adjusted to the dim light she gasped in abject fear, there before stood the grim reaper. Tall and thin and totally adorned in a black robe with a large hood. Where the eyes should be flames of a hot fire seemed to burst forth from this ghost that stood no less than seven feet tall and in its right hand, a hand that was nothing but fleshless bones. The ghost held a curved wooden sickle with a blade of almost five feet whose edge appeared extremely sharp. The blade appeared shiny and polished except the numerous areas that were dotted with what appeared to be the dried human blood, obviously the blood of its many victims.Without a word spoken the ghost pointed and she once again rose up leaving her under garments behind as they floated over the city. The ghost remained silent answering none of Christines questions. When they passed through the walls of Lories apartment they saw her alone, dressed in a black and lying face down across the width of her bed. Clutched in her shaking hand was a doll, the very doll she had worked so hard to resurrect. As she clutched the doll to her chest she cried tears of extreme pain and her body just shook with a sense of loss as she cried out Noels name over and over.Christine turned toward the ghost, tell me she cried, tell me what this all means. But the ghost ignored her, refused to speak and just touched her shoulder making them once again soar over the city.They settled in a little storefront, a pawnshop, and listened as a man and woman were haggling. What do you mean by offering so little these coats are real mink from the finest designers. I refuse to let them go so cheap, you are a robber.Huh, a robber am I? Bellowed the shopkeeper, Let me see a bill of sale and we can talk further, but with out it not a penny more. Now either take my offer of be off with you and your merchandise.OK, OK you win give me the cash and maybe tomorrow after the funeral I may be back with more, maybe some jewelry. God knows for all my years of service I deserved more. A lot more but the bitch left me nothing. Imagine that, twenty-five years of dedicated service and the bitch left me nothing. Hell I even had to dress and change the ingrates soiled panties at the end, AND SHE LEFT ME NOTHING. Be assured I will be back tomorrow with more. With that the woman scooped up her cash and was gone.Once again the ghost waved his arm and they soared away landing in a gloomy desolate part of a cemetery standing over a recently dug grave with a solemn gravestone that read, Here lies Noel Hatchet and all the joys of all Christmases Past, Present and Future.Tell me oh ghost, please tell me are these things you show me, are they things that will happen or are they just things that may happen? Please oh ghost tell me, I must know.The ghost refused to answer but just turned and pointed to a mausoleum, covered in wild growth of weeds and vile sexual graffiti, apparently this site was intentionally unattended by an obviously uninterested group of friends and relatives or maintenance personnel.Christine looked up and saw her name emblazoned beside that of her darling Marley, she fell immediately to her knees and began to cry out, oh please tell me it is not to late, tell me I still have time, I can change, OOH GOD YES, HELP ME MARLEY I HAVE CHANGED.As she spoke she looked toward the ghost, as he remained at her back unmoving. The ghost opened his robes and there at his feet hovered two children. Obviously these were abused children of the street.The ghost spoke for the first time, look upon them for these are your children this boy is the child of ignorance, the ignorant disregard for others. And this girl she is the result of those bedfellows whose joy is derived from greed. Bewared of them for they shall be your undoing. Before Christine could respond the Ghosts robe began to shrink, falling into a heap at what was once his feet, he was gone Christine stared at the robe as the pile suddenly began to move and out of it stepped the boy child. It fell to its knees and slowly morphed into an angry looking gray wolf, that was baring its viscous fangs. At virtually the same time the robe vanished into nothingness leaving the little girl that also morphed into an even larger wolf.Christine remained on her knees unable to move from fear as both wolves approached her, one at her head the other at her at her back. When the wolf at her back was next to her back he reared up onto his hind legs, placed his front paws in the center of her back and forced her into a kneeling position. She heard the shuffling of his hind paws then suddenly he thrust his hips forward and his cock, which she had not noticed before entered her in a single swift painful motion.Christine gasped aloud as her pussy was invaded by a cock so rigid and large she felt as though she would be torn apart. In panic Christine set her hand and shoulder square to the ground in preparation to thrust upward and dislodge this wolf that was now using her pussy as though she was little more than a female K9 bitch in heat. Momentarily she didnt move in fear of the wolf that stared her down as he approached her head. It was then that she felt the tempo of the wolf that was fucking her, it was so rapid and powerful she could not believe it was even possible.Just as she squared and reset her shoulders in her attempt to flee, without knowing Christine had created the ideal platform for the second wolf. The second wolf stepped forward, set his powerful paws onto her shoulders, shuffled forward and thrust the moist red tip of his pointed cock at her lips and began thrusting trying to gain entry to her mouth. The wolf behind her gave a powerful lunge and causing her labia to move aside and her pussy to accept the invasion of his knot. As this large knot entered her body she mistakenly gasped, and as the scream began to leave her lips, eight inches rigid wolf cock took total control of her oral cavity as well as several inches of her throat.Once impaled at both ends there was nothing Christine could do, she was little more than a sacrificial offering to these apparitions. She was in fact nothing more than meat on a spit of ghost cock. As one thrust into her gullet the other drove to the depths of her sex causing her back to bend upwards in the middle. Over and over her back was forced to bend upwards lowering her head for the cock in her mouth to have clear access to more of her throat. Time after time they thrust into her then pulled back in preparation for the next violent thrust. Christine felt ashamed and abused as these K9 ghosts were using her. But her body felt otherwise, it had needed release and it seemed like it was only moments away. Christines organs willingly began to accept these invasions as a potential release of the pent up passions that had lain dormant inside her angry being for years, not to mention the teasing the other ghosts had done to her. But before she could come to grasps with what was happening, the first wolfs knot that had lodged itself deep inside her cunt had grown dramatically and was now rubbing itself against the roof of her pussy causing her G-spot to react to the friction making her, willing or not to begin experiencing one little orgasm after another.Her taste buds were also being tantalized with what seemed to her to be never-ending flows of K9 pre-come. The taste was new to her, but somehow the flow over her tongue had her remembering happier times when she would take Marleys orgasmic explosion and swirl it around in her mouth enjoying the taste before she swallowed it. Although the K9 cock in her mouth left little room she still somehow managed to cause the wolfs juices to pass over all her taste buds a few times before she happily swallowed.All to soon for her both wolves made a simultaneously orchestrated lunges into her at both ends, as they began to ejaculate gobs and gobs of sperm into her simultaneously filling both her womb and stomach at the

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