Dirty, Sexy, Taboo (22 page)

“Oh Santa,” I gasped, my head falling back as wild sensations rioted through my body. “Yessss! Yesss!” His tongue swirled and flicked my clit with varying speeds and intensity until I was writhing, urging him on, my head starting to thrash as my body started the delicious tensing that signaled a mind-blowing orgasm was imminent. “Do it to me, big boy,” I urged, gripping the bedsheets in my palms. His beefy hands clenched my ass as surely as he held the reins to his sleigh and held my pussy to his marauding tongue so that when I came, I came so hard I might’ve lost consciousness for a moment. A gasping wail rattled out of my mouth and I barely had time to catch my breath before Santa was up and ready to fuck. He grabbed a handful of my hair at the scalp and hoisted me up to fondle one plump tit. I melted like warm chocolate at his rough touch, trembling as I wondered what would come next. I didn’t have to wonder long.

“Suck my cock,” he demanded, thrusting my face at his swollen rod. I nuzzled the thick cock nestled in a bed of wiry pubic hair and then sucked it into my mouth, groaning as its girth stretched my mouth, imagining what it would do to my pussy. “That’s right,” he encouraged with a soft grunt as his cock hit the back of my throat. “Take it all like the naughty bitch you really are!”

I shuddered and reached down to finger my clit while I sucked. The swollen bud was ultra sensitive and it only took a touch to send me rocking against another orgasm. I gripped Santa’s strong legs for balance as he jackhammered my face, and I knew if he came he’d likely fill my mouth with his load. And I wanted it! I sucked harder, hoping to send him hurtling down my throat. But he was onto my tricks and he withdrew with a sloppy
schlop
! as my saliva glistened on his cock. “Not so fast,” he warned with a devilish grin before spinning me around to position my ass in the air.

He lubed up my pink rosebud with a generous dollop of his own spit and then pushed a fat finger into my ass as I groaned in ecstasy. How did Santa know that I loved ass play?

“Nice and tight…but I know this is no virgin ass,” he said, slapping my ass hard enough to sting. I sucked in a tight breath and wiggled my ass for more. He obliged, slapping another zinger on the other cheek. “You’re a naughty little bitch aren’t you?” he demanded, his breathing turning harsh as he pushed two fingers up my ass and slowly readied my ass for more action.

“Yes!” I gasped, pushing against the invading digit. “I need more punishment, Santa! More!”

“Oh, you’ll get more,” he promised and then I felt his cock at my entrance, pushing where his fingers had loosened. I shuddered as he shoved in deep, my asshole opening like a gaping mouth ready to suck the cum right from his balls. “Ohhhh, naughty bitch, naughty bitch!” he panted when he’d started to thrust into my ass, plugging me with his fat cock. He gripped my cheeks as he thrust, his fingertips digging into my soft flesh. I cried out in pleasure and my cries only egged him on further. His thrusts became harder, more frenzied. “Such a bad girl; bad, bad girl! I’m going to fill your stocking, baby!”

I reached down and fingered my swollen and aching clit, nearly sobbing as the sensations crashed into one another, forcing me to cum over and over. Santa shouted to the ceiling, so loud in fact, I bet his reindeer shifted uneasily on the roof at the sound, and with one final thrust, filled me up with a full load of sweet Santa spooge. “Uhhhh,” he groaned as he withdrew. I collapsed and rolled to my back. Santa wiped at the beads of sweat along his hairline and exhaled a long, deep breath. His cheeks were extra rosy and his belly heaved from the exertion. I didn’t care what anyone said; Santa was fucking sexy! I crawled to Santa and gently slipped his sticky cock in my mouth, tasting myself and his cum on my tongue. I bathed him clean, sucking his rod sweetly until he patted my head with an approving smile. “Naughty
and
nice…my favorite kind of girl,” he murmured with a hearty chuckle. I pulled away and wiped at my mouth, wishing he’d fuck me again but I knew he had a big job to do and there were plenty of other naughty girls waiting for him.

“Will you visit me again?” I asked once he was dressed and standing by the fireplace with his sack of goodies flung over his shoulder.

He winked with merry good cheer then answered, “I always cum for naughty girls if they write me a letter…” right before snapping his fingers and disappearing.

I grinned. Ending up on the naughty list wasn’t so bad.

In fact, it was fucking awesome.

Being naughty had always been more my style anyway.

Merry Christmas to me!

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