A Very Sexy Christmas
You might recognise the basis of this very much X rated version of a familiar Christmas Poem.
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
Her stockings were black but her thigh tops were bare,
In hopes that her husband soon would be there;
And she, in a mood that was wicked and wild,
Had temptations prepared that were far from mild;
Dressed only in lace and a soft Santa hat,
She settled herself sexily by the tree on a mat.
Then out on the step there arose such a clatter,
She started and then realised what she did, didn’t matter.
A key in the lock made her heart all a flutter,
And she heard him come in with a bit of a mutter.
He opened the lounge door and gasped as he saw,
His wife lying sexily all over the floor.
The fairy lights glowing gave her skin such a glow,
That he felt quite a stirring in his loins down below.
She looked oh so gorgeous with her body concealed,
He knew he must have her, his lust clearly revealed.
So quickly, he joined her, disrobing in haste,
He touched her in a way that was really not chaste:
His hands stroked her leg, brushing up past the stocking,
While his tongue probed her mouth, his right hand he did bring
To glide over her breasts, tantalising her nipples.
She gasped as her body roiled with pleasurable ripples.
As they lay on the floor and caressed and entwined,
Their tongues danced together, and their bodies aligned;
So their passion increased on the floor as they lay
Their bodies engaged in seasonal adult play.
He shifted position to tower above her
And her soft warm hand slipped inside of his boxer
To grasp his erection with a powerful grip
All that he could consider was the curve of her hip.
She was dressed all in red, from her bust to her thigh,
While his red robes were strewn round the room low and high,
She reached for the toy she had hid ‘hind her back.
He took it to ensure her pleasure did not lack.
His eyes—how they twinkled! His smile left her certain
That this time that they shared was no Christmas diversion.
Her hand stroked his dick as she felt it expanding,
Awaiting what’s next, his long night notwithstanding.
His hands grabbed her knickers, and slowly, he pulled,
And they slowly slid down while she held his manhood.
He pushed up her top to uncover her belly
And kissed it and kissed it, his focus solitary.
He was attentive and kind, he was enjoying himself,
She groaned when he twisted to be on top of herself;
With a wink of his eye and a dip of his head
Soon gave her to know what was coming ahead;
He spoke not a word, going straight to his work,
And he filled her completely, then thrusting with a jerk,
And placing that toy right on top of her clit,
He pounded and pounded in practised habit;
She felt her body tighten, a flutter in her belly,
Her orgasm ripped through her, her legs turned to jelly.
She heard him exclaim as he came out of sight,
“Merry Christmas to you, and oh what a night!”
That was both erotic and gave me a good laugh! Love the funny rhymes! My favorite line:
"He touched her in a way that was really not chaste". 😜
thank you
I loved your parody poem! I have a similar one posting tomorrow called “The Day After Christmas!”
In regards to the line: “He touched her in a way that was really not chaste.”
The rhyme was very clever and fit the rhymes in the original poem. I got a good laugh from it and from ALL of the poem! You are good! I hope you’ll write more!
But, I’ll also say that marital sexual intimacy IS completely chaste. For instance – Yesterday my Melody received new sexy lingerie and two new vibrators for Christmas Eve. She n I then REALKY enjoyed some intense oral sex both ways. We then had a deep enthusiastic and very erotic pussy-pounding with me having en explosive orgasm n me filling her pussy with my love cream. I scooped my cum from her freshly-fucked pussy n licked the cum off her tits as she buzzed her clit n came in her own body shaking orgasm!
And because we are married – that was a completely chaste God-approved experience. I know you agree with that but I wanted to say it because marital sexual intimacy is commended by God and even an intense pounding fuck fest is part of that joy of marriage and completely pure n chaste. In fact I’m typing this right after my Melody gave me another orgasm!
By the way, I’m working on writing up yesterday’s lovemaking session for a MH post. I think that even the most erotic sexual things in marriage are all lovemaking!
yeah, I know, but the Oxford dictionary also defines it as "not having any sexual nature or intention" which was the meaning I was going for. Plus I really needed a non-corny rhyme for 'haste'.
No, thought of it being meant critically.
Story_smith, I hope you understand that I am not being critical. I really did enjoy your sexy poem. It was incredibly clever!
I hope you’ll let me know what you think of my “Day After Christmas” poem. It’s posting tomorrow.
Hey Stiry_smith! Thank you for the education! I did not know that Oxford Dictionary definition of “chaste” being “not having any sexual nature or intention"
It’s never too late to learn something new. Thanks 🙏.
This morning wife and I read my poem that was posted today & your poem from yesterday. I realized during THIS reading that your poem is about Mr. & Mrs. Claus after his yearly all-nighter delivery run. You are brilliant! My wife liked your poem too.
I now can imagine Mrs. Claus greeting her husband that way!
Thank you!
It was enjoyable writing it and we enjoyed your version as well.
That was a fun twist. I hope it was based on true events 😉