Log in:
Username
Password
Keep me logged in (help)

Forgot username or password?

Create new login

You can change the width of the story text shown below:
Use how much percent of the screen width?

[ default ] [ 10% ] [ 20% ] [ 30% ] [ 40% ] [ 50% ] [ 60% ] [ 70% ] [ 80% ] [ 90% ] [ 100% ]

Options: Plain text or PDF (fanclub only!) version  |  Mark story  |  Mark author

Don't forget to vote for this story, in the yellow voting box below the story!

moodcouple has been interviewed! Click here to read interview.

I was in Council Fucking Bluffs Iowa of all places, and it hadn't been a good night, even for Iowa. The bitches were in rare form. (You do know all my reindeer are female, don't you? Just think what that means. Comet was constantly showing off her big teats while Cupid was screwing all the husband-deer. And you can't imagine what it's like when they're all PMSing in late December. What a nightmare.) The bitch-deer were getting along worse than they had for years, and Rudolph was home with some kind of social disease he wouldn't talk about but I think was why no one was having anything to do with Vixen.

Anyway, the deer-cunts dumped me (sorry about that ladies, but the old elf gets a little less jolly when he's dropped on his head) on some kind of slate roof and told me to play with myself while they worked things out and came back for me. At that point I didn't care if they ever came again. Cumming was too good for them.

It was colder than a witch's tit out there on the roof. ("How cold is that?" you might ask. Well, the last time I was with Glinda my mouth got stuck to her boob and it took three of Santa's helpers rubbing her down with Ben-Gay to warm her up enough for me to get loose - and then I had to explain to Mrs. Claus why I didn't have any skin on my tongue. I don't think she completely believed that pump handle story either.) The deer-chicks (Is that PC enough for you?) did leave me my bag and I decided I might as well slip down the old chimney to get warm and see if there was anything besides cookies and milk waiting for me. Just ...

This story is part of the EroticStories.com FanClub archive. Therefore, you can only see the first few lines. If you want to see the rest, you can join the FanClub. All stories that have the small 'a' (this icon: ) behind the title are part of this archive and only available to members of the EroticStories FanClub. Stories that were posted in the last 60 days are NOT part of the fanclub, so you can fully read those. The easiest way to get to those stories is to check the new stories list or the top stories list.

stories in "sci-fi/fantasy"   |   all stories by "moodcouple"