Santa's Naughty Tale

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It was Christmas Eve and all the good and naughty ladies and lads lay asleep in their beds. Santa had visited nearly every single house, he only had but one left. This was a very special one, the girl inside had been deliciously naughty and nice this year. How could one refuse to bring presents to a young vixen who had brought so much joy to so many other girls and boys.

Slipping down the chimney and into the house,
He crept with stealth feet, awakening not even a mouse.
He ran down the hall and threw open her door
Yelling,"On your knees, you sweet little whore!"

Every year he picked just a fine young lass,
One with big breasts and a great tight little ass.
Now this year was no different only the hair upon her head,
He liked them nearly 21 and ready on the bed.

This year though it was the fiery red headed Heather.
Her body lay on top of the sheets all clad in leather.
"Oh, Santa" she cooed, "I never thought you would truly exist"
"The only present I want is a cock as thick as my wrist."

"I want to be spanked and made to be your toy
Now use me, abuse me all for your pleasure big boy."
He smiled and chuckled and in a flash his pants where slipping to his knees,
He whispered to her,"I have what you want Heather doll, come right to me."

His big cumbersome bag slung over his shoulder he now dropped down to his feet,
Inside held the most exquisite little treats.
He planned and plotted all year long,
Looking over the list for a good girl who excelled at doing wrong.

He leaned forward and wrapped his hands in her hair,
All the while trying to get this young thing bare.
He pulled up her tank top and threw it aside,
Now to get her out of her pants and deep inside.

Santa's long white beard was tingling with lust
How long would it take how, deep could he thrust.
He planned to fuck her and make her his toy
To give her his own special Christmas night joy.

Her cheeks flushed with passion as she wiggled out of the leather
It was snowing outside and perfect for fucking weather.
Heather was bare and she got on her hands and knees
Fuck me Santa she pleaded, oh fuck me please.

His velvet red pants were off in a jiffy with not a moment to spare
Santa's glorious cock bounced in them warm room air
Heather leaned forward and sucked with a fury
If she kept that up he would cum in a hurry.

Slow down slut he commanded with glee
She shook her head no and sucked more eagerly
Her mouth slid over and over and up and down
She sucked she slurped and worked on its crown.

Soon enough he felt the urge to cum
If you drink it dear, it will taste like buttered rum
She never stopped, only sucked him deeper still
And what do you know, her mouth he did fill.

Heather's mouth spilled over and she swallowed with a Tee Hee
Santa you naughty boy, now cum inside of me
He lay down between her legs and played with her clit
His long Santa tongue lapping at her slit.

A minute or two later she was bucking at his mouth
Who knew that Santa would love to go south
She cried and cooed and came with many jerks
The she grabbed his white beard and was about to show him his perks.

She spread her soft creamy white thighs
Tugged his cock and ushered him inside
The big thick cock stretched her tight little quim
Santa was good to her pussy and now it was so good to him

He pounded and thrust and called her a slut
Santa banged away and wrapped his hands around her butt
He pulled her too him and bit on her neck
He flipped her over and lay her flat on the deck.

Santa pulled Heather up and slapped her tight ass
He shoved his thick candy cane cock back into the lass
Once it was in he started talking pure smut
You're now Santa's fuckdoll and sweet little slut

She came again and a few more times
She giggled when he made his silly little rhymes
Heather bucked her ass back at him, as he fucked her hard
She reached for the dresser and pulled out a special card.

As she was reaching, he grabbed her long hair
Slapping her ass again and growling like a bear
He ran his fingers around to her hard nips and tugged
She was getting some rug burn from the bearskin rug

He felt his shaft jerking again
Ol'Santa was going to cum with the strength of a few men
He gasped and thrust and called her his slut
His big soft hands still squeezing her butt.

Cum with me now you cute little tease,
Cum with me now while on your hands and knees
She reached back and cupped his big heavy ball
She screamed, Hell yes I am cumming too... and Merry Xmas to all.

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