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[NSFW] Would you join me, in writing the best Sexy, Horror Xmas story ever?

Asked by Shippy (9852 points ) November 24th, 2012

A Christmas story, filled with all the best ingredients, horror, suspense, and a little sexiness thrown in. Maybe even drama and twists? Excitement and contradictions. Or even a little romance!

I will kick it off!! and it would be great to see how the story goes! Where it begins and where it ends!

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Shippy's avatar

t was two days before Christmas, and as I stared up at the cold blue night sky, pulling my silk gown a little closer to my body I watched the snowflakes like pale butterflies, scattering and wandering then vanishing as if they were never there at all. I was scared but excited all at once. I could feel my cool smooth skin under the caress of silk, and felt comforted by the crackling fire that warmed the lounge….

TheProfoundPorcupine's avatar

I thought of the chaos that I had witnessed earlier in the day as people rushed around trying to get those last few bits and pieces for Christmas with tempers frayed and queues for as far as the eye could see. It was different now as there was a calmness around the place…

newtscamander's avatar

with sunset, serenity had come and all that could be heard was the fire, the falling snow and the wind whistling through the large fir trees in the back garden. It had been an exhausting afternoon. I rubbed my bare feet against each other in a futile attempt to warm them, glanced at the large clock on the mantelpiece and wondered whether James would come at all. We had agreed that we would merely have a glass of wine and talk, which I had insisted on, mainly because I was still sulky….

Brian1946's avatar

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3 words- vampira vagina dentata. ;-)

Coloma's avatar

I knew how fond James was of my deviled eggs, he loved to french kiss me with yolk mashed on his chin, something about his great Aunt Nadine and his sexual attraction to the smell of eggs. I whipped up a batch and my thoughts turned to James sensually sucking the eggs
.Mmmmm…..
A good deviled egg always put James in the mood.

nofurbelowsbatgirl's avatar

And the choir bursts in rejoice..

oh cum all ye faithful…

Unbroken's avatar

My thoughts, rather spicy recollections, rudely disturbed by the dulcet tones of the doorbell. Beckoning.
I cast a hasty glance downward at the eggs rising proudly, perfectly plump. The creamy swirls misted delightfully by the fiery specks of paprika.

Smiling, I glance away. Then hastily back…..

wundayatta's avatar

James was having the worst day. He’d planned to try to hit the stores early to avoid the worst of the last minute shoppers—all the other men he knew finally could not put the dreaded chore off any more. But it was still too late. He blamed Black Monday. Stores were open 24 hours a day to try to compete with the internet.

He’d only gradually become aware that someone was shadowing him. Actually, given his rather morbid turn of mind, he wasn’t sure it was a someone at all. He’d kept an eye on the mirrors that were ubiquitous in the store, but he’d never managed to spot anyone. It put him to wondering. Were vampires the ones you couldn’t see in mirrors? Or was it zombies?

So once he’d turned around suddenly to see a face framed by a red hood, kind of like Red Riding hood, he thought to himself, but it disappeared instantly, and he wasn’t sure he’d seen it at all. Male? Female? He’d has a sense of femininity. He trusted his intuition on these things. Women loved James’ intuition. He would tell them things about them that they never knew up until then, and it always made them love him more.

He thought of Shippy and their assignation that night, and he turned back to his shopping. He wanted to really astonish her with the necklace he would give her. Something unusual. Not Zales. Not even Tiffany. Something unique from a designer. And he realized, he was shopping in the wrong place.

But as he headed out the door to head to Jeweler’s row, he got that sense of being shadowed again. He quickly turned into an alley, feeling foolish, yet, he trusted his intuition. He stopped and turned around, only to be smothered in a large, heavy, vermilion cape.

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pikipupiba's avatar

As the cape engulfed him, his senses started started fading, one at a time, as he frantically tried to escape. First his vision started fading, slowly at first, then accelerating with his frantic breathing, and finally resting on a dark, empty black. He tried to listen as he grabbed at the villain, trying to gain any knowledge of his attacker that he could, but the rustling of fabric and scuffing of shoes soon retreated to a dull muffle, and before he knew it, he could hear nothing at all.

It was weird for James, never before had he been so terrified, yet so disconnected from the outside world. He could tell he was still fighting, he could feel a body against which he struggled with all his remaining strength. He could feel the cloth all around him, but it was getting harder to move. Grabbing and pushing gave way to stroking and lightly jabbing, until finally he didn’t even have the strength to stand.

His only hint that he wasn’t dead was the sudden impact he felt as he hit the ground, but even that seemed duller than it should have…

“What the hell is going on!?” he thought as his conciseness started slipping, but his thoughts were soon overtaken by his last remaining sense: the feeling of his heels dragging on the pavement…

gravity's avatar

He came to, startled at the vision before him… a chupacabra with a perfectly pink lipsticked mouth. It had the crumbs of an egg yolk and the heady scent of boiled eggs made him ripe with desire.

Coloma's avatar

James mind was racing from the adrenaline rush and he recalled a nature documentary he once saw where wild dogs would go belly up in a gesture of submissiveness. It was James only chance to survive the potential leathal attack of the lipsticked Chupacabra.
James rolled over and tore his shirt from his chest, flung his head back and exposed his pasty white belly to the beast.
The Chupacabra gazed steadily into his eyes, a low rumbling growl emitted form it’s throat, and James braced for an attack, but instead of ripping him apart the Chupacabra slowly circled him,lifted one powerful hind leg and drenched the egg smeared James in a stream of hot urine.

James knew, in that moment that he had been fully accepted by the alpha bitch and he regurgitated the remains of a deviled egg as a sign of submissive acceptance.
Just then…...

Luiveton's avatar

His eyes flew open. He could hear a beeping sound in the distance. an alarm! How long was he asleep? Was he dreaming again? His dreams were disturbing and felt too real, but there was no time to think of such ‘inception’—he was running late, he promised Shippy he would be there before 7 pm, sunset had come and gone!
He let his mind wander for a while though, he couldn’t stop thinking about the possibilities tonight might bring. He wondered what they’d be doing tonight. Would they have fun together? After all Christmas is coming very soon…shouldn’t he make the most out of it—get into the Christmas ‘spirit’?

Back to shippy:
As I sat snuggled in a blanket in the living room, I started noticing how empty and..well, ‘christmas-free’ the house was. It was basically void of any Christmas decorations. Sure, there was a fireplace and as a whole the atmosphere was calm, but I didn’t see any redness and greenness around the place. Well, with some effort that’s something I can do with James I guess; I’ll ask him to stay for the night and decorate the house with me…It should be fun…and exhausting if you know what I mean. I needed the house to go from this to this.

I got up and poured myself some eggnog, it was warm and soothing. Beautiful. Shouldn’t James be here by now?

A knock on the door. (Surely it can’t be James yet…he was just in bed a few minutes ago…)

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