The Night Before Christmas

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The Night Before Christmas

'Twas the night before Christmas, the cat had been fed,
The time had arrived to retire to bed,
Christmas Eve had been fun with its tinsel and holly,
Young Katie was feeling exceedingly jolly,

She had posted a letter to Santa that day,
With a list of presents to bring on his sleigh.
Although to be honest she knew in her heart,
Her parents would need to be playing their part.

Never mind it was fun to pretend once a year,
By leaving for Santa his biscuits and beer.
So - a nice goodnight kiss from her dad and her mum,
Then to dreaming of Santa, ( She hoped he would come ! )

Her eyelids were heavy as she settled to sleep,
But then through her curtains a face took a peep –
It was rosy and bearded with twinkling eyes,
" Oh no ! " thought Katie, " Dad in disguise ! "

But then into the room all covered in snow,
Stepped Santa himself with his face all aglow !
" So sorry " he said, " There's no parking for miles ! "
" I've had to leave my sleigh on your tiles."

" I'm dreaming " she thought, " but he does look so real,"
So she reached out her hand – gave his red cloak a feel.
" Ho Ho " said his voice ... " That's naughty of you,
Touching Santa is something you just mustn't do !

It shows you don't really believe I exist,
I'll show you I'm real – come come – I insist !
I've brought you your presents but now you must pay,
You'll believe I am real before it is day ! "

He moved to her bed and set down his sack,
Then told her " Turn over and lay on your back ! "
" You are joking " she thought and tried to say " no "
But in truth it was something she wanted to do !

She thought to cry out but try as she might.
No words came from her lips - she was in such a fright.
She did as he told her - she couldn't resist,
" That's OK " she thought ... " I'll only be kissed ! "

But Santa had other ideas in his mind,
Sensual ones of the passionate kind ...
He eased back the sheets and to his delight,
She lay there quite naked, a wonderful sight.

He thought " She is made for my own special pleasure "
As he gazed at her body - a beautiful treasure.
He young breasts so pert and her nipples so pink,
Already poor Santa was close to the brink !

Her white skin was soft and her lips full and lush,
And her thighs complemented her silky young bush.
He leaned down to kiss her, brushed her cheek with his beard,
( She later admitted this made her feel weird ! )

He reached lower to touch her - she didn't object,
And soon both her nipples were nicely erect.
All over her body his urgent hands went,
As he savoured her erotic animal scent,

Her body was his now ... no longer her own,
Each gentle caress made her shudder and groan.
" Now your punishment Katie " said old Santa Claus,
And told her to kneel on the bed on all fours.

" Dear Katie " said Santa," I need to be frank,
Naughty girls are dealt with by getting a spank.
In your case by now I'm sure you'll have guessed,
I'm going to give you six of the best."

He stripped off his cloak, cast it down on the boards,
Then drew from his sack four long silken cords,
And with a deft movement she felt with some dread,
Her wrists and her ankles secured to the bed.

Her lovely backside was now open to view,
And two swollen pussy lips just peeping through,
The first blow sent pain into every part
Of her tender young bottom, my God did it smart !

Without pausing for breath Santa smacked her again,
She bit her young lip to stifle the pain,
The third followed quickly, a sharp stinging blow,
But a new sensation now started to grow,

A sensation that Katie had once felt before,
Whilst out riding her pony - now she needed it more !
" Oh Santa " she cried " Wont you please let me go ? "
But Santa just chuckled " No No - ho ho ho ! "

He delivered three hard final blows to her bum,
As he thought to himself " Oh I do need to cum "
" In for a penny, in for a pound -
Its sex that makes the world go round ! "

Without waiting a minute as shown on the clock,
He eased from his trousers his huge throbbing cock.
"A magnificent member " once remarked a young elf,
" Ideal for the hobby of do it yourself ! "

" Oh Santa I need it so bad " pleaded Katie,
" I need it too " Santa thought " Just you wait matey ! "
And so saying he moved to the front of the bed -
Without further ado pushed back young Katie's head,

On what he did next we don't need to vote -
He forced her to take his cock into her throat.
Santa was skilled in the present giving game,
But this present, thought Katie, will cause me much shame.

It tickled her tonsils it caused her to squirm,
As Santa unloaded his warm salty sperm.
And then without pausing to rest for a bit,
He turned his attentions to young Katie's clit,

Her pussy was moist and aching for pleasure,
As Santa approached this young virginal treasure.
He nuzzled her clit with the tip of his rod,
Which produced from young Katie a groan ..." Oh my God "

At this she began to thrust up her hips,
As her juices seeped out through her wet pussy lips.
" Oh put it in Santa " she cried " Do it now ! "
But Santa was puzzled - he didn't know how.

For Katie was young and her pussy was tight,
And Santa could tell it would be a tough fight.
For his member was massive - his world record tool
Had caused many a fairy to ogle and drool,

It was then he remembered he had in his bag,
Just what one needs for a middle-aged shag.
A dose of Viagra - now please don't mock,
Two tablets will make you as hard as a rock !

Santa loved a good challenge so without more ado,
He fished out the tablets and swallowed just two,
And quick as a flash I just need to mention,
His cock gave a shudder and sprang to attention.

" This is certainly better than cocoa and biscuit "
Thought Santa, as he made up his mind he would risk it !
" Get on with it Santa " our Katie was groaning,
He loved it - he always liked young virgins moaning !

He eased back his foreskin to make himself ready,
And uttered the reindeer cry " Steady boy steady ! "
He grasped Katie's buttocks and eased them apart,
" Oh goodness " thought Katie, " I hope I don't fart ! "

And then as it dawned on her what he would do,
Her sense of excitement rekindled anew,
She realised at once just what was to come,
A shag of a lifetime in her sweet little bum,

Without waiting to ask her if this was OK,
Old Santa determined to now have his way,
But try as he might in his Christmas-tide mirth,
He couldn't get in - this was due to his girth,

And Katie was hurting, her anus so tender,
Refused to expand - it wouldn't surrender,
It was then she remembered an ad. on the telly -
In such situations you'll need KY Jelly !

But needless to say this was not close to hand,
Oh well thought young Katie, I'll have to expand !
And gritting her teeth and biting her lips,
She thrust against Santa her beautiful hips,

And just as she thought she was going to split,
His member gained entry - every bit.
Then with each expert stroke on her tender recesses,
How Katie was feeling - I'll give you three guesses !

A shuddering climax of ecstasy gave her
Just what she needed, that naughty young raver !
Then Santa rocked back with a grin on his face,
He was pleased that he'd managed to maintain the pace,

Then he sprang to the fireplace and grabbed for his sack,
Saying " Look for me next year, I'll be coming back
For more of the same – oh yes by jiminy "
And with one last wink he shot up the chimney.

The dawn was just breaking the reindeer were bored,
Especially young Rudolph who lay there and snored,
He too had a dream in his gentle repose,
Of just where he'd like to put his red nose !

Then into the air Santa guided his sleigh,
With more presents to give and more visits to pay,
Although he considered that barring good luck,
Nowhere else would he find such a tender young fuck.

And below in her bedroom young Katie was yawning ,
Daylight was breaking and Christmas was dawning,
The village was stirring, the household was waking,
The cat snuggled purring, but Katie was shaking !

She got out of bed and stretched her young frame,
She noticed her arse didn't feel quite the same.
But quite what had happened she just couldn't figure,
" Why is it " she thought " that my arse has grown bigger ? "

" I seem to feel different this morning " she thought,
" My pussy feels sore and my nipples feel taut ! "
She had vague memories of sleigh bells ringing,
And as she bathed her bottom was stinging !

Then whilst eating her breakfast she was puzzled to note,
A slight salty taste at the back of her throat !
And finally just to add to the score,
Her wrists and ankles felt rather sore !

Now the end of this tale, please don't find this shocking,
Concerns the contents of her Christmas stocking,
Which she'd hung last night at the end of her bed,
A lovely creation in Christmassy red.

The usual presents were in it of course,
Handkerchiefs, chocolates, a rug for her horse,
But down in the toe a packet she spied,
And with trembling hands the ribbons untied,

" From Santa " the gift tag read, " For Katie with love,
You'll need these next time push comes to shove !
Extra strong condoms - never leave home without one,
Especially if planning some cum in the bum fun !

They'll remind you of Christmas Eve, memories to treasure
Of exquisite pain mixed with shuddering pleasure,
Innocence lost, but experience won
At the hands of a master – second to none ! "

Then memories flooded back into her mind,
Of the stinging rebuke on her naked behind.
And the expert arousal that had stoked up the fire,
Of her smouldering pubescent teenage desire !

She gazed from her window and up in the sky,
On his way home to Lapland - just flying by -
Was old Santa ! - and he called as he passed out of sight !
" Merry Christmas ! I'll be back on Boxing Day night ! "

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