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Miracle On Route 34: Part 3
Miracle On Route 34: Part 3
Being naughty can be a very good thing, if he needs help getting jolly.
Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.
"Just when I thought it couldn't get better;"
Ginny sighed, lost in bliss. "You certainly know what a woman wants."
"I aim to please." Santa said cheerfully, putting
one arm around her waist and holding her close while he guided the sleigh.
"Think we might've sated you for a while?"
"Hmm, maybe for a bit, right?" she purred,
stretching like a cat before sitting forward and looking down over the earth,
lit by clusters of lights that punctuated the darkness of Christmas Eve. It
wasn't long before she began to giggle.
"Schilling for your thoughts." Santa said, giving
her tit a squeeze.
"Well, you probably don't remember, but we've met
before," she mentioned lightly, turning her head to wink at him. "I
sure remember it."
"Oh? Do tell."
"Well," she said casually, her thoughts drifting
back. "I was sixteen and my girlfriends and I were at the mall. We saw you
and decided to sit on your lap. So Cari and I were sitting on you at the same
time, squirming our asses on you and kept whispering naughty things in your
ears, things we wanted to do to you, you know?"
Santa didn't respond for several moments. "See?"
Ginny said, smirking. "Told you that you didn't remember."
"What; was the date of that, Virginia?" he asked
warily.
"December fifteenth, eight years ago, about
seven-thirty pm," she said. "I still have a photo. Why?"
"Because I wasn't in your city on December fifteenth
eight years ago," he said with reluctance. "I was in Lahina on Maui,
judging a naked limbo contest at a luau."
She was silent for some time. "You're; you're
sure?"
Santa nodded.
"Oh, God;" Ginny whispered, her eyes distant.
"That means that Cari and I were grinding on some creepy mall Santa; oh,
shit, I could feel him getting hard and everything!"
Ginny scrunched her face up in revulsion and was flapping her
arms in horror. "Oh, God. Blah! Blah! Blah!"
Santa's roaring laughter echoed through the darkness as his
date for the evening struggled to not puke off the side of the sleigh and onto
the unsuspecting town below.
Silent Runnings.
She always kind of assumed that the sleigh made little or no
noise when it touched down on a roof. After all, what kept some survivalist gun
nut from trying to blow Santa away with his collection of automatic rifles when
he heard some noise he couldn't account for?
The sleigh glided silently onto the roof, the blades letting
out little more than a hiss and the patter of the reindeer's hooves barely
audible. Santa leapt out lightly and assisted her in exiting the sleigh before
grinning at her. "Now, I won't be long, just hang tight and stay near the
sleigh, if you're within the Gellar Field, you'll keep warm, alright?"
Ginny raised an eyebrow in his direction, nonplussed.
"Um, 'excuse me? I'm here with Santa Fucking Claus on Christmas
Motherfucking Eve. How many times can a girl say that? If you think for one
second I'm not delivering presents with you, then you're even more stupid that
Krampus. I'm coming."
Santa seemed hesitant. "Virginia, I've been at this
since Proto-Hittite times, one way or another. I'm kind of an expert and I
don't want you to hurt;"
"Oh, get real," she snorted, pushing past him
toward the chimney. She was glad to note that the 'Gellar Field', whatever the
hell that was, seemed to be keeping her warm at this distance. "If your
fat ass can fit down a chimney with that huge bag, so can mine."
She clambered over the lip of the chimney and eased herself
down inside it. Santa watched silently as she wriggled out of sight. There was
no noise for several seconds.
Finally Ginny spoke, her voice coming up the flue.
"Okay, kinda stuck here, with my nose pressed into my
own asshole. Little help?"
Santa chuckled lightly and reached for a can of grease.
Piloting a Ginny.
"You're getting better at this, I must say," Santa
remarked as he rummaged through his bag of presents while Ginny guided the
sleigh. "Last person who drove the sleigh for me, the reindeer resisted a
lot. They like you."
"Oh?" Ginny replied, twisting the reins slightly
and veering the sleigh team southwest. "Who was she?"
Santa cleared his throat. "Actually, it was Krampus.
Well, he was Pete back then, and it was over six hundred years ago."
It took Ginny a moment to recover from her shock and concentrate
on guiding the sleigh. Fortunately, the reindeer seemed to know where they were
going. "Six hundred;"
"Yup," Santa confirmed. "The Belgian monks
were still getting the recipe for Stella Artois right the last time one of my
kids helped me out."
"But what about all your wives you were telling me
about?" she asked. "They must've been in the sleigh before."
Santa shrugged. "Yeah, people have been in it, I've
taken them places, but you and Pete are the only two who have ever helped me
on Christmas Eve."
She felt herself grow warm, and for once it wasn't because
she was wet and horny. "I'm really helping you?"
He nodded. "It may be that I'm late because of the
donnybrook back at your place, Virginia, but that wasn't your fault, it's just
what was meant to be. I was meant to be put behind and now you're meant to be
driving this sleigh while I get organized. No matter how many me's there are
out there, it won't make a difference unless you're here tonight. It's fated to
be that way."
Ginny didn't know what to say. She just calmly guided the
sleigh, feeling a contentment she'd never quite known before. She was dimly
aware of some other shadowy iteration of Santa's sleigh streaking by some miles
to the north and waved absently. She couldn't explain why any of this made
sense, but it did.
She really was different after all.
A house below them shone with a golden light in the dark and
she turned the reigns easily to guide the reindeer in its direction. There were
over a dense residential area, the streets lined with endless numbers of small
homes and semis. They glided onto a roof and clambered out. She followed Santa
and his present sack down the chimney. In spite of his bulk, he slid down the
tight shaft in a way that made her cunt inexplicably wet.
"Now that I think of it," she whispered as she
wriggled down with him. "How do we get into houses where there's no
chimney?"
"It was a lot easier before central heating," he
answered, almost upside down as he worked his way toward the ground. "For
lack of a better term, it's just B & E, I guess. I've got the keys and
security codes for every residence on earth."
"Wow," she grunted as she twisted and wiggled, her
tits squashed to her mouth. If they'd had more time she would have sucked on
them for a bit as a reward to herself. "Even Kim Jong-Un?"
"Yeah, but he's not getting anything you want to know
about for Christmas," Santa muttered. "He's a very bad boy."
"So, what, like a leaky bag of flaming panda
shit?" she mused, occupying herself as she strained to keep up. "Because
that's what he kinda deserves."
"Christmas is the one night of the year we don't
discuss politics, Virginia." Santa mentioned as he finally freed himself
of the confines of the flue and dusted himself off. He helped Ginny out as
well, smiling and kissing her nose as she held her off the ground. She blushed
and let him put her down, moving to a corner of the living room and watching
intently.
The house they were in was not big, a modest home for a
small family. Santa was rummaging around in his bag, absently noshing on the
cookies left on a table near the tree. The tree itself was rather sparse on
gifts, something Santa seemed to be rectifying.
Ginny didn't notice the other person in the room until it
was too late.
"So there you are, big man;"
Ginny started at the voice but Santa merely stood and turned
around, smiling warmly. At the entrance to the room was a woman in a robe. She
was older than Ginny, but not more than in her late twenties or early thirties.
She had the look of a tired mom.
"Been waiting a long, long time to prove to myself that
you were real and the presents I couldn't account for just came out thin
air," she sighed, nodding. She had sandy-brown hair, done in a long bob.
Her face was pretty enough, but you could see in her eyes that sleep was more
of an afterthought than anything. "But here you are."
"It's good to see you, Linda." Santa said warmly,
moving toward her and hugging her. She sighed as he embraced her and Ginny
smiled, knowing exactly how content and relieved Linda felt at the moment, whoever
the hell she was.
"Whoa, did I just get jealous of some girl hugging
Santa?"
"I can't believe you're here in all your chubby
glory," Linda remarked, smiling up at him. "It's a dream come
true."
Santa nodded. "Little Karen's been very good this year,
Linda. She's a real blessing. I brought her the puppy she wanted."
Ginny frowned and looked down at a small object that was obviously
a puppy, wrapped prettily in Christmas paper and sporting a golden bow on its
snout. The puppy panted happily, curled up and went to sleep beneath the tree.
"She'll love it," Linda said quietly, her eyes
shining. "She'll be so thrilled."
"I know she will." Santa said, smiling and placing
a hand on Linda's cheek. "Sorry things didn't work out with Bob. He
doesn't know what he's missing."
"Thanks, I keep telling myself that too," Linda
said, dabbing at her eye. "Have you got an STD for his stocking,
maybe?"
"No," Santa chuckled. "But you need to know
that everything's going to be fine, Linda. You've made it this far, you're
raising an amazing girl and you own this place now. If I could give you Mother
of the Year, I would. But I can't, not my department, so that leaves me to ask;
what do you want for Christmas, Linda?"
Linda looked into his eyes before her hands reached down and
began fumbling with his wide, black belt. Ginny shook her head and sighed,
knowing exactly why Linda's reaction was so instinctual. The mother turned her
head and seemed to notice the girl in the abbreviated elf costume for the first
time.
"Oh," she said, her hands still undoing the belt.
"Is she your chaperone, to make sure we behave?"
"No, she's not my chaperone," Santa said, smiling
and shaking his head. "She's my indispensable helper, without whom
Christmas wouldn't come this year."
Ginny blushed at his description of her.
"Oh, okay," Linda said, kneeling and shimmying his
red pants down and freeing his monstrous cock. "As long as she doesn't
interrupt me enjoying my present."
Ginny blushed again, but this time the hair on the back of
her neck went up and her eyes narrowed. She folded her arms across her chest,
leaned against the wall and watched silently. Very silently.
"Wow," Linda mused, taking his cock in both hands
and staring at it. "Just when I thought nothing could get longer than that
white beard of yours."
Ginny blinked and frowned for a moment. White beard?
It suddenly occurred to her that Linda was seeing the Santa
she had always expected to see, a fat, jolly old man with a
long white beard, rosy cheeks and the rest of the Dickensian nonsense. To
Ginny, he still looked like the towering, red-bearded lumbersexual she knew him
to actually be. Whatever sort of glamour he radiated, it worked even in sexual
situations.
Without a pause, Linda took Santa's thick cock into her
mouth with a sigh and began bobbing back and forth along its length. Her wet
lips formed a tight seal around the shaft, her hands holding on to Santa's
thighs for balance.
"She's doing that all wrong," Ginny
sniffed to herself. "He likes it when one hand is pumping along
the shaft behind your mouth and the other one is teasing his balls. I should
know."
Santa turned his head, smiled at her and nodded. Ginny
blushed and shut up.
He took Linda's head gently in his hands, caressing her hair
while she sucked his cock, letting her take all the time she liked. She undid
her robe with one hand, letting it fall to a puddle at her knees, now naked.
She had a mom bod, Ginny noted, not bad, she was trying to keep herself fit,
probably with Tae Bo and jogging or spinning, if she could find the time. Her tits
were somewhat pointy, but she wasn't repulsive by any means. Ginny felt herself
getting warm as she watched, one of her hands coming up to caress her tits
while the other snaked down inside the short green skirt she was wearing and
beneath her thong, teasing her understandably gooey cunt.
She watched intently as Linda pushed farther and farther
down Santa's seemingly endless shaft, breathing through her nose as she tried
to reach the root. The hand she kept on his thigh for balance squeeze his pale
flesh while the other was massaging her tits, pinching the nipples. She moaned
around his cock as he grew harder in her mouth.
Ginny leaned her head against the wall, trying to not make
noise as she pleasured herself, fingers teasing through her slippery folds or
circling her throbbing clit. The hand she had on her tits mimicked Linda's
squeezing and pinching her nipples, causing little needles of stinging delight
to shoot through her.
Linda's hand moved down between her legs and her fingers
began churning inside her cunt. She moaned loudly as she pleasured herself.
Normally Ginny would have thought she'd wake her kid, but Santa probably had
some weird sound-dampening field just to keep things like this from happening.
Typical.
Ginny bit her lip as she watched, her skin blushing pink as
she worked herself into a silent frenzy, her wet core beginning to blossom as
Linda sucked and bobbed on Santa's cock faster and faster;
Both women let out a loud moan as they came, pleasure
bubbling up through Ginny's body while her fingers worked madly inside her
clenching, slippery tunnel. Her knees buckled and she went to the floor, still
fucking herself. Linda grunted and began swallowing as Santa came, finally
pulling her mouth off and panting heavily, jerking his throbbing cock
frantically and splattering his pearly cum across her tits with great
eagerness.
Ginny slowly lifted her head, gazing at Santa and Linda
through heavily-lidded eyes. She'd cum so hard just from fingering herself. Was
it her proximity to Santa that caused all her sensations to be so heightened?
Santa knelt as well, hugging Linda to himself and whispering
in her ear. She slowly pulled her arms up and embraced him, smiling against his
shoulder and nodding gently, her eyes still closed. After holding her for some
time, her took her by the chin and lifted her gaze to meet his.
"Okay, back to bed with you," he said gently.
"You'll sleep very well tonight and Karen will come to wake you."
Linda smiled dreamily and rubbed her nose against Santa's
before giving it a kiss. She stood, slipped her robe back on, winked at him and
left without another word. Santa watched her leave and nodded in satisfaction.
"Just what she needed," he said to himself.
"Okay, Virginia, I'm going to finish these last few presents and then
we're; Virginia?"
But Ginny was still kneeling, slumped to one side against
the wall and snoring. Santa chuckled and finished the presents before picking
her up and holding her limp body under one arm and his giant sack over the other
shoulder before disappearing up the flue in the blink of an eye.
Carnal Knowledge.
"Taip! Taip! Mano Dievas!" Kuni moaned
loudly as she sat on her sister's face, grinding her cunt eagerly down onto
Minna's mouth. Her blonde twin clamped her arms around her sister's thighs
tightly as she lapped hungrily at the slick lips above. Santa was kneeling
between Minna's legs, holding them wide and thrusting back and forth, his cock
plunging in and out of her.
Ginny was leaning against the wall once again, trying to not
look exasperated. The Lithuanian girls were writhing and grinding in a frenzy,
clearly enjoying their early Christmas present. It wasn't like they'd crept
down and surprised Ginny and Santa, as Linda had, they had actually written to
Santa, saying that their parents were away for the holiday and they wanted him
to come and fuck them for Christmas. They'd been waiting patiently in the
living room when Santa and Ginny appeared out of the chimney, the twins wearing
nothing but their little cheerleader uniforms.
Minna groaned shamelessly while she lashed her Kuni's twat
with her tongue, shuddering as Santa's iron-hard rod nearly split her in half.
Ginny had to admit, the blonde twins had rocking bodies, trim and tight from
whatever activities they were involved in. She'd have to get into P90-X or
Crossfit if she was ever going to compete with these two.
"Senelis!" Minna gasped, sliding a
finger up inside her sister, which Kuni ground on shamelessly. She gyrated her
hips, fucking back against Santa, her fingernails digging into her sister's ass
cheeks as she endured the battering waves of pleasure. "Ah, Duok
man sunku!"
"Pasakykite pra¨ome;" Santa replied,
smiling slyly.
"Pra¨om!" Minna wailed, her body
almost thrashing. "Pra¨om pra¨om pra¨om! Nekankink manęs!"
Santa nodded and leaned forward, pressing Minna's legs
almost back against her body, his weight over her now as he sank his cock down
inside her. The blonde girl almost screamed in pleasure. Kuni grappled onto
Santa's neck and kissed him greedily, churning her cunt down onto Minna's
glistening face.
"Unreal," Ginny muttered. "And I
thought I was a relentless horny machine. But you, sir, take
the cake."
"I would expect you of all people to understand by
now," Santa said cheerfully. "Minna and Kuni have been very good this
year. They're both at the top of their class, they've been socially active
regarding building homeless shelters, they're both”
"Over the age of eighteen?" Ginny bit out.
"It's Lithuania, that wouldn't matter," Santa
pointed out. "They've been very good girls and I'm duty-bound to give them
what they want for Christmas."
"So no point deductions for incest?" Ginny asked
somewhat testily.
"There weren't for you and your brother, were
there?" he replied while Kuni nipped at his skin. Ginny blushed again and
stopped talking. She watched while Kuni pulled herself off her sister's mouth
and hastily clambered around to lie on top of her, kissing her sister while
squirming her wet cunt down on Minna's. She groaned loudly when Santa pulled
out of the girl below and pushed deep inside her.
"Dear diary," Ginny muttered. "Having a great
time in Vilnius, watching Santa skewer Lithuanian sisters;"
Santa grunted and pushed in hard, his hips trembling as he
started to cum. Kuni and Minna screamed into one another's mouths, hips bucking
furiously. He pulled out of Kuni and slammed back into Minna, filling her with
cum as well before both sisters scrambled to their knees while he stood. They
swallowed his cock greedily, taking turns pumping the shaft while the other
sucked on it. They kissed around the throbbing cock, licking the pearly cum off
one another's faces.
"Esate labai geros mergaitės," Santa
breathed, holding them both gently by the back of their heads while they sucked
hungrily. "Keep up the good work and Santa will see you again next year;"
"If we're not still here with these two whores next
Christmas;" Ginny thought darkly.
Santa’s copilot.
Ginny was guiding the sleigh, but she kept looking back at
Santa, trying not to smirk. He was sitting beside her, a rather blank stare on
his face, his eyes a little red around the edges.
"I'm still sorta hungry;" he said somewhat
absently.
"So you actually thought 'Colorado Gold' was a brand of
flour used to make baked goods?"
"Note to self," he murmured. "Do not eat the
brownies left out for you in Denver;"
Basement Bound.
Ginny followed Santa as they crept down the stairs toward
the basement apartment, a prismatic glow on the wall ahead of them indicating a
tree was nearby. They rounded a corner and paused. A young man dressed in X-Men
boxers and a white t-shirt almost walked into them as he rubbed his eyes.
He stared at them for a moment, saying absolutely nothing.
After a long, awkward pause, Santa reached back into his
sack and pulled out a wrapped gift which he slowly handed to the kid. The kid
took it equally slowly and unwrapped it, his eyes widening as several deluxe
editions of the newest PC games were revealed.
The kid smiled sheepishly and sighed. "Thanks, now that
I know you're real."
"You don't seem happy, Kevin," Santa said,
obviously concerned. "You've been great all year and these are what you
wanted, right?"
"I; yeah, they are," sighed the kid. "At
least, that's what I told everyone I wanted. My friends and I, we're all
gamers, and this is amazing, but;"
"But;" Santa pressed.
"Well, Christmas is also my birthday," Kevin said.
"Here I am, eighteen finally, and I still haven't had sex with a girl
yet."
Santa smiled. "Well, I normally deal exclusively in
Christmas wishes rather than birthdays, but perhaps this year I can help you
out there, Kevin."
Kevin raised an eyebrow.
"Virginia," Santa stated, looking at her. "I
give you Kevin the Boy. Return unto me Kevin the Man."
Ginny couldn't believe what she said next.
"Thought you'd never ask, Big Red;"
She walked forward and took the games out of Kevin's hands,
tossing them over her shoulder. Santa grabbed them hastily out of the air as
Ginny poked a finger into Kevin's chest and pressed him up against the wall.
His eyes were wide, not at all sure what was happening.
"Santa's already given you your Christmas
presents," Ginny said as she knelt in front of him and tugged at his
boxers. "Which means it's up to me to give you a happy birthday;"
She pulled the boxers down and tossed them aside. His cock
was limp but she could already tell it was swelling with excitement. Rather
than teasing the poor virgin, Ginny stroked his shaft and slid her mouth all
the way down, deep-throating him. Kevin shuddered and groaned loudly.
"Make all the noise you want, you won't wake your
parents upstairs," Ginny mentioned, pulling her mouth off his cock for a
moment and pumping the shaft with her hand while she looked up at him.
"The big man here has some sort of sound-dampening field or some shit so
that he doesn't get caught busting into people's houses."
Kevin's hands flattened against the wall and his fingers
flexed as she slid her mouth down his length again before bobbing back and
forth in a slow rhythm. She felt his fingers take her by the hair and begin
kneading, lost in this clearly new delight. She hummed gently, vibrating her
mouth around his sensitive skin.
"Well, look at you," she remarked, smiling as she
pulled back and gazed at his now hard and throbbing cock, glistening with the
wetness of her mouth. "That's a nice dick you've got there, Kevin. You're
a grower, I'm impressed."
Kevin took a deep breath. "Maybe, but it doesn't look
like much when it's limp. The one time I let a girl at school see it, I was
nervous and it shrunk, so she was laughing at me."
"Then I'll give you a tip before I fuck you,
Kevin," Ginny said, stroking the shaft and spitting on it, to keep it
moist while she instructed him. "Girls can be hideous cunts about that
sort of thing sometimes, but they have their own insecurities. So never bring
your insecurity to the ballgame. You need to be turned on and your Johnson here
on the rise by the time you get naked for her."
"Uh-huh?" he said somewhat uncertainly, shivering
as she bent her thumb so that the pad pressed against the top of his mushroom
head every time she stroked down. He couldn't believe this was happening. Some
hot Elf-chick who looked like a Warcraft mod was blowing him!
"So from now on, you dominate, you got it?" Ginny
said. "Make her get naked or make her turn you on so that she can see how
big your cock is before you ever get out of your boxers. No girl is gonna say
no to this thing when it's fully inflated, I promise."
"R-really?" Kevin asked.
Ginny kept her eyes locked with his but reached down under
her panties for several moment before bringing her fingers up for display. They
glistened wetly in the dim light.
"It's made me horny, champ. And because of that cock, I
need to fuck you. You with me?"
Kevin just thunked his head back against the wall, closed
his eyes and nodded.
"Oh, and don't worry about trying to last," Ginny
added. "Being around the Red Machine makes you want to fuck and cum all
night. You'll be fine."
She swallowed his cock with a will, determined to give this
kid the best first time anyone had ever had. Her hand followed her mouth along
the shaft and she hummed, swirling her tongue along its length. The kid wasn't
Santa, but this would be a perfectly good ride for any girl worth fucking once
he had his confidence. Her free hand worked its way back inside her panties and
began fingering, teasing her wet folds and slipping inside, getting her ready
for the main event.
"Umm, do you want to fuck me, Kevin?" she asked,
smiling up at him. "Do you want to fuck my cunt good and hard?"
"Uh; yes;" he whimpered.
"Say it like you mean it, Thor," she insisted,
pressing her thumb along the throbbing vein on the bottom of his thick shaft.
"The girl wants confidence. This cock is worth your best effort."
He took several deep breaths before looking down at her and
nodding. "I want to fuck you."
"You do?" she asked before sliding him back down
her throat.
"No," he said finally, taking her under the arms
and pulling her up. Ginny exhaled suddenly as his cock popped out of her mouth
unexpectedly and he spun her around to press up against the wall. "I don't
want to fuck you; I will fuck you."
"That's my boy," Ginny breathed, her eyes flashing
with sudden lust and delight. She spread her legs and tilted her hips forward,
eager to feel him inside her. "Fuck me good and hard, Kevin!"
"K-zon," the boy almost growled, pressing his
throbbing cockhead against her entrance. "My gaming tag is K-zon and
that's what the girls will call me when I fuck them!"
Ginny nodded eagerly. "Good. Give it to me, K-zon;"
She moaned loudly as he pushed inside her, heedless of any
sense of timing or technique, but eager to be deep in a woman. He squeezed her
sides as he trembled, overcome by the wet, tight sensation of her cunt gripping
him. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders and one leg slung over his hip as
she looked into his eyes. Ginny began a pumping motion with her hips, sliding
back and forth on his cock while K-zon was paralyzed by the flood of pleasure.
"Alright, slugger," she whispered in a husky voice
as she fucked herself on him. "Let's bust this first nut of yours quick,
so you know what to expect. Don't hold back, just pound my cunt until you blow,
got it?"
He nodded as he buried his face in her shoulder and started
pumping awkwardly with his hips, his whole body trembling. Ginny felt an unreal
flush of heat coursing through her already, an intense orgasm building up
inside.
Holy shit, was she turned on and about to get off because
she was mentoring a virgin?
She pulled Kevin tight against herself and shivered, letting
out a gasp while he moaned and jammed his hips up tight against hers, she could
feel his cock twitching inside her as he spunked, Her own orgasm flooded over
her, molten bubbles of ecstasy popping by the millions throughout her sweating,
slick frame.
He almost buckled at the knees, collapsing against her,
panting like he'd run a marathon. Ginny smiled and caressed his hair, feeling
his still-hard cock throbbing inside her. She ran her fingers over his cheek
and looked into his eyes.
"Ready to keep going?" she asked. "Second
one's usually even better."
He nodded and she pulled him down to his knees while she got
on all fours, wiggling her invitingly. She winked back at him.
"You know what to do, K-zon," she purred.
"Show me what you're gonna do to the girls this coming year;"
Without another thought, he took Ginny by the hips and slid
his cock deep inside her again. Ginny moaned loudly, lowering her head to the
floor and pushed back against him. She felt him begin to push back and forth
and matched his rhythm by squeezing her cunt muscles around him as he slid in.
His fingers dug into her hips and ass cheeks delightfully. She could tell he
might last a little longer this time, but not by much. Then again, she wasn't
here to teach him to be a sex god, she was here to pop his cherry and give him
a birthday to remember.
"Umm, right there, big man;" she panted, surprised
that she meant what she was saying. She wasn't just stroking his fragile ego,
she was quite serious, because he was hitting a spot in her cunt that she
really liked. He had a long enough cock that it touched her pleasure spot and
he was just wide enough to pleasantly stretch her so that she knew she was
being fucked properly. With confidence, this kid would be a good lay.
Kevin slapped his thighs against her ass cheeks and she
squeaked and yelped in response. Her gooey cunt clenched him tightly, utilizing
those vaginal contractions she seemed to be so damned expert at tonight.
"Fuck;" Kevin grunted as he pumped his hips, his
chest now glistening with sweat. "This is so much better than my hand or a
fleshlight!"
"Uh, and you feel a lot fucking better than a
vibe," Ginny panted, still face-down and ass-up. "You're gonna make
them scream, K-zon;"
He seemed encouraged by her words and pumped harder,
determined to make Ginny and himself cum again. He seemed to have found his
rhythm and fucked her steadily, his eyes closed as he lost himself in the
unreal sensation of sex with a live girl. Ginny bit at the knuckle of her
middle finger, aware of how flushed and warm her body was. She could feel her wetness
trickling down over her stomach from her cunt, since her ass was perched in the
air. The slick, sucking noises of her sex were unmistakable.
"Oh, you're doing really good, K-zon," she said
breathily. "You're gonna have me cumming again before long!"
Kevin seemed to be beyond words as he merely nodded hastily
and kept fucking her, eyes closed and back arched. The slapping noise of his
thighs against her ass was a wet one now, since they were both sweating
profusely. She could feel the damp perspiration in her hairline, her mouth open
and she wiped at it when she realized she was almost drooling.
"Yes, K-zon!" she gasped, using the name he wanted
again, pushing back against him but still letting him control the action.
"Fucking make me cum! Don't hold back! Uh, fuck!"
Kevin jammed his hips against her suddenly and cried out, a
sound that Ginny echoed half a second later. Rapture splintered through her as
she came, feeling him slamming against her as he climaxed, his pearly offering
now deep inside her. Through glassy eyes, she looked around for Santa, to see
if he was watching, but he was nowhere in sight.
Kevin seemed ready to fall over, exhausted, but she gently
pushed backward until he sat on his behind with her in his lap, facing away.
Slowly she turned around and laid him on the floor, his cock still deep inside
her. She put her hands on his shoulders and smiled down at him, her nipples
tracing little patterns over his chest as she did so.
"That was amazing, K-zon," she said quietly.
"A really great addition to my night."
He was still breathing heavily but nodded at her.
"Thanks. It was more than I could have hoped for. I;I guess it's been a
busy evening for you this way?"
"Well, you're my only virgin to this point, if that's
what you're asking," Ginny sighed. "The big red machine has fucked me
more times tonight that I care to remember and I was nearly raped to death by
Krampus, so this was exactly the sort of change of pace I needed, you
know?"
She sat up, still straddling him and impaled on his cock, a
thought occurring to her. "Hey, Big Red," she called out. "I just
let him bust in me twice, do you have any fixes dated from yesterday?"
A tiny white pill flew out of the other room. She caught it
deftly in her hand and popped it in her mouth.
"I'm getting good at this 'time-is-fluid' shit,"
she giggled to herself. "Maybe I'll teach quantum physics."
"You don't need a glass of water or anything?"
Kevin asked, looking up at her.
"Trust me, Kevin, if there's one thing I'm good at,
it's swallowing." Ginny replied, smiling down at him somewhat haughtily
before carefully pulling herself off his cock, causing them both to shudder and
moan quietly. She knelt over his waist and sucked on his cock, cleaning their
mingled cum off him and then helping him to his feet. She slipped her thong
back on while Kevin retrieved his boxers. They were just straightening
themselves out when Santa appeared from the other room.
"Did you enjoy your birthday present, Kevin?" he
asked cheerfully.
"Yessir," the newly-minted young man said.
"Best birthday present anyone ever received."
"Glad to hear it," Santa said, nodding. "And
I know it doesn't compare to what Virginia just gave you, but I think you'll be
pleased with your new rig I just set up. Five terrabytes of hard drive space, thirty-two
gigs of DDR4 RAM, an overclocked quad-core CPU that'll put the i7 to shame,
eight fans, a nickle and copper piping coolant system and L E D to make sure
everyone knows you're in the house. Oh, and I've upgraded your server to be
multi-line, WAN and load-balancing. You and your guild will never lag again as
long as you host."
Kevin's eyes went wide. "I've got fat pipes?"
Santa nodded while Ginny shook her head, understanding none
of this geek talk. It only figured that Santa was a giant nerd. Kevin looked
like he might faint.
"Well, I've just done what you deserved," Santa
mentioned. "It's Virginia who should get the credit for your night being
so spectacular."
"Yeah," Kevin said, blushing and smiling at her.
"Thanks."
"My pleasure, trust me," she said easily.
"Somebody have a pen I can use?"
Santa handed her one and she looked at Kevin. "Your
number, dude."
Kevin managed to stutter out his number, which she wrote
down on her wrist before nodding in satisfaction and giving the pen back to
Santa. "Alright, if I ever happen to be in Ohio for some godforsaken
reason, I can look you up and give you a booty call. Sound good?"
Kevin nodded dumbly.
"Just remember this," she said, poking him in the
chest, her voice serious. "You've got a lot to learn still. You've got a
nice cock between your legs, don't treat it like a Louisville Slugger and just
beat the hell out of her with it, you're better than that."
He nodded.
"And if a girl wants you to fuck her, she'll give you
signals, so watch." Ginny added, poking his chest with her nail.
"Don't assume you can just force yourself on anyone or next year it's dead
spiders in your stocking, you got it?"
Kevin nodded again.
"Excellent," she said sweetly. "Now go to
sleep, champ. Merry Christmas and happy birthday. C'mon, Santa, we have a
holiday to save!"
"Yes, my lady!" Santa laughed, following her out
of the basement. They were back on the roof when Santa smirked at her as they
climbed into the sleigh. "Dead spiders in the stocking?"
She shrugged. "Isn't that what you'd give a guy if he
forced himself on a girl?"
"Well, no," he replied as he snapped the reins and
they took off into the cold night air. "That's more of a legal issue. If
he was considering it, I wouldn't have mentioned dead spiders, I'd' have been
more inclined to point out that he'd spend the next few years in a cell as some
fat, greasy tattooed bastard's buttery cornhole."
The sleigh lurched to one side as Ginny burst out laughing.
A Pretty Man.
Santa stared awkwardly, making a wry face while Ginny stood
off to the side, smirking. Standing in front of Santa was a very pretty young
man in pale pink pajamas, his hands behind his back, one knee turned in,
twisting his toe into the rug and blushing expectantly.
Ginny wiped a tear away from her eye, she was trying so hard
not to laugh.
"Yeah, that ain't happening." Santa said finally.
"But I've been so good;" the young man cooed,
smiling coyly and winking.
"C'mon, Santa," Ginny urged, clearly enjoying his
discomfiture. "He's been so good, and you always reward your good
children, don't you?"
"Nice try, lady," Santa said, pressing behind his
ear, apparently activating a communicator. "Get Agent 641 to me, I need a
pinch hitter, stat."
Santa threw a small disk on the floor while Ginny and the
young boy in pink watched curiously. The device oscillated and expanded,
becoming a larger disk. Seconds later it began to glow and hum. A column of
rainbow light radiated up from it and a kneeling shape appeared. Seconds later,
the rainbow light faded away and a lithe, comely figure stood. He had the same
slender, beautiful features as the warrior-elves who had fought earlier that
night, his eyes a piercing violet color, his impossibly long raven hair held in
gold rings. His pale body was naked except for a tiny thong.
"Holy shit snacks;" Ginny breathed as she gazed
stupidly at the new arrival, feeling her thong get wet.
"Ylmarin, young Trevor here has been an extra-good boy,
perhaps you'd care to reward him?" Santa suggested as the inhumanly
graceful being stepped off the platform.
The tall being looked down at the young man named Trevor,
assessing him and then nodded. "Yes, sire, I can absolutely do this."
Trevor blushed furiously and giggled, covering his face.
Ylmarin reached over and took the boy's hand before leading him back to the
bedroom. Santa nodded and began rummaging around in his toy sack, putting items
under the tree.
"Okay, we got that out of the way," he said,
squatting and putting items under the decidedly pink-lit tree. "Virginia,
if you could hand me the, Virginia? Ginny?"
He frowned and turned to look for his helper, finally
sighting her. She was standing in the doorway to the bedroom and looking in.
One of her hands squeezing her tits while the other had snaked down inside her
panties.
"Alright, go on, you little voyeur." Santa
chuckled, shaking his head.
"Yum yum!" she squeaked and skipped into the room,
from which moans were now emanating.
Seeking to be naughty.
"You weren't worried about being on the Naughty List if
you waited up for me?" Santa asked the dark-haired girl as she sat on her
floor, watching him intently. She pushed her glasses up her nose and shook her
head, pretty curly locks spilling over her shoulders as she did so.
"Not worried, hmm?" he mused, observing her.
"So you think you're already on the Naughty List?"
The girl nodded.
Ginny blinked and pursed her lips. "Why isn't she
talking? Is she mute or doesn't she speak English?"
Santa shook his head. "No, Ellie's just shy. She
doesn't speak much at first, but once she gets going;"
He knelt down in front of the girl and smiled. "Well,
here I am. What is it you wanted to ask me, Ellie?"
The tan girl turned her head and looked down at the floor
sheepishly for several seconds before working up the nerve to speak. "I; I
want my daddy, Santa."
Ginny blinked. "She what, wants him back from
deployment for Christmas, she wants her father to move back home;"
"No, Virginia," Santa said cheerfully. "She
doesn't want her father, she wants her daddy."
"Oh," Ginny said, suddenly understanding. "So,
now what?"
"That's all she wanted for Christmas, so we give her,
her daddy." Santa said simply. The girl's eyes lit up in delight and she
sat up straight, looking very excited. Santa pointed behind Ellie and she
turned to look behind herself;
Her daddy stood in the doorway, his green-hazel eyes
mirroring her excitement and a big grin on her face. His long, sandy-blond hair
fell down to his shoulder blades.
"Daddy!" Ginny squealed as she scrambled to her
feet and threw herself against her daddy, kissing him feverishly. He held her
tight, returning the kiss while she began pulling his clothes off him. "I
missed you so much!"
"Missed you too, baby;" he murmured through the
kiss as he pulled her top off, exposing her lush tits.
"I never had a daddy." Ginny sighed as she watched
the couple get increasingly naked and feeling the now-familiar tingle building.
"I should take care of that at some point."
"I've got some other deliveries in the immediate
area," Santa mentioned. "How about I go take care of them while you
have a little fun with these two?"
"Well, I'm not attracted to girls." Ginny said in
a non-committal tone.
"You just didn't know you were until tonight."
Santa replied, smiling. "Just trust me on this, Virginia."
"Well, like you said earlier, I've had you inside all
my orifices, so what's the harm in trusting you now, right?" she admitted,
shrugging. Would being bisexual be such a bad thing? It certainly widened her
options for dating.
Santa nodded and walked out of the room. Ginny turned to
look at the couple she was left with, who were already splayed out on the rug,
naked and pleasuring one another. Ellie was lying on top of her daddy, facing
down his body and sucking on his cock hungrily while he was pulling her
slippery cunt lips apart and sliding his tongue up and down her twat, making
her shiver and moan.
"Fuck it," Ginny said finally, stripping out of
her skimpy outfit and walking up to the two of them. She laid down beside
Ellie's daddy and smiled at her, both their heads over hips. "Feel like
tag-teaming, babe?"
Ellie looked up for a moment and nodded readily. Ginny
smiled and leaned in, flicking her tongue against the tip of his cock. The
curly-haired girl giggled and joined Ginny in teasing the throbbing cock,
taking turns sliding their tongue up and down the shaft while the other swirled
her tongue around the head and took it into her mouth, starting to bob up and
down.
Ginny felt herself getting really wet and pressed her lips
to Ellie's around the head of her daddy's cock, kissing her. They both moaned
as their tongues tangled around the glistening head. Ginny's hand slipped into
the girl's hair, wrapping in it to hold her in place. Ellie smelled like
strawberries and Ginny felt herself getting wetter as she took in the scent.
"Daddy," whimpered the girl. "Fuck me;"
Ginny knelt up while the other girl straddled her daddy's
hips, facing down his body. Her sticky cunt was positioned over his throbbing
cock and Ginny took hold of it and guided it home. Ellie sighed almost in
relief as she sank down, his cock filling her. Smiling wickedly, Ginny made
Ellie lie back along her daddy's body and the girl gasped as her put his hands
on her tits and held her.
As Ellie and her daddy began to squirm and writhe, her
glistening cunt swallowing his cock greedily, Ginny bent down and tongued at
the shaft as it slid back and forth through her lips. She pressed her thumb
gently on Ellie's clit, causing her to shudder and moan loudly. Then her tongue
traced a slow route around the engorged cunt lips, teasing her new girl lover. Ellie
whimpered and panted, begging her daddy to fuck her harder.
Ginny sucked Ellie's clit into her mouth and was rewarded
with a strangled cry from above. She fondled the sac in front of her gently and
pressed on the throbbing vein. Her cunt was getting wetter with each passing
moment and she needed to know if Ellie would share;
Without another word, she crawled over Ellie and settled
down on top of her, her tits squashing into the succulent set below. She moved
around until she felt her cunt pressed to Ellie's and the magical, rhythmic
motion of the cock still pumping in and out of her. She shuddered as their lips
and clits met and they wrapped their arms around one another, kissing
shamelessly. Tongues snaked and writhed as they moaned into one another's
mouths.
"Daddy," panted the younger girl. "Fuck
Santa's elf-girl; fuck her please;"
Ginny felt her own ferocious desire rising as the cock
slurped out of Ellie and pressed against her. She groaned gutturally as she
felt the head penetrate and then she pressed down eagerly, taking it deep
inside her. Still sandwiched between them, Ellie took one of Ginny's tits and
sucked the nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. Ginny arched
her back and hissed through clenched teeth, squeezing hard on the invading
cock.
She ground down on Ellie's daddy, gyrating her hips and her
fingers digging into the other girl's skin. Ellie sucked and bit her nipples,
the delicious sting heightening her ecstasy. She body was streaming with sweat
while he fucked her, Ellie's soft flesh undulating against hers. She could hear
him panting and feel him stiffening and knew what happened next.
With great haste and even greater reluctance, she pulled
herself off the cock and knelt, pulling Ellie up into a kneeling position. She
helped her daddy stand quickly while Ellie took his cock and pumped it eagerly
with her hand. Once he was standing, they both attacked his cock with their
mouths and hands, pleasuring him beyond endurance. He put his hand on the back
of their heads and groaned loudly, his hips shuddering as he came. Both girls
pressed their faces in, letting him spurt on their mouths and cheeks, hands
still working the shaft quickly.
The warm, sticky cum brought with it a warm flush of
memories, how it always felt on her skin, the tingling, scintillating pleasure
she always felt in the ardor of others. Ellie's soft tits pressed to hers,
their cheeks meeting as they accepted the pearly offering, on their chins and
now glazing their tits; she loved it all. She was never happier than when she
was in the throes of passion with others.
Was this what she was truly meant to do? Was this a
Christmas epiphany?
Ellie and Ginny began kissing hungrily, licking the cum off
one another's faces with a fervor, then off each other's neck and tits. They
returned their attention to the still twitching cock, kissing and sucking it
dry. Once Ellie's daddy was spent, she laid him down and Ginny helped her
snuggle into his warm, loving embrace. The girl smiled at her and giggled
before blowing a kiss. Ginny gathered up her outfit and exited the apartment
quietly. Not surprisingly at this point, the sleigh was just pulling back onto
the roof as she arrived. Santa smiled at her.
"So did you know I was bi all these years?" she
asked as she clambered into the seat and beside him and snuggled into his side
as they took off.
He nodded. "Not my place to rob you of your journey of
self-discovery, though."
"Maybe," she sighed. "But think about all the
fun I've missed out on, not playing with girls too. Doubling the size of my
dating pool might have made a difference."
"You've always been who you're meant to be,
Virginia," he said cheerfully. "And your little epiphany tonight is
going to have big implications in the year to come. Trust me."
Her eyes widened. "For real?"
"Would I lie?" Santa laughed.
Ginny in the sleigh.
Ginny was lying back in the plush red seat of the sleigh,
her chest heaving as she stared at the pre-dawn sky. Her little elf-outfit was
almost in shreds and she was missing one of her shoes. Even Santa looked a
little worn.
"So that's what sex with an entire
sorority house feels like;" she said distantly. "Kinda gives me a new
respect for those college quarterbacks. Those girls are animals."
Santa nodded. "I have to admit, that wore me out a little
too, which is saying something. And before you ask, yes, they have
all been good this past year and they sent me one letter asking for Santa to
fuck them as a sorority, so that really was their Christmas present."
Ginny nodded. "That and the four metric tons of
vibrators, dildos, eggs, anal beads, ben-wa balls and lingerie I saw you drop
off; and about thirty Sybians."
"They're a really good sorority house." Santa
admitted.
Ginny just stared at the sky. "Hard to believe that
you're brought up a certain way, being told that good kids act a certain way,
only to find out that being a total mega-slut is not grounds for being added to
the Naughty List but sneaking cookies when mom told you not to is."
"I didn't make the rules," Santa said, shrugging,
but then he paused. "Oh, wait; ya know, I probably did, a long, long time
ago."
Ginny giggled tiredly. "This has been the longest and
most oversexed night of my life, and that's saying something for me. Where are
we headed, Big Man?"
"Well, it's almost dawn." Santa said, looking
east. "I'm going to have to drop you off before long now that my rounds
are done."
"Yeah," Ginny said somewhat reluctantly.
"Since I don't have a house, I guess you should drop me off at my parents'
place. I can't exactly tell 'em that my house was destroyed in a massive battle
between Santa's elves and Krampus, but maybe they'll believe a gas main
exploded."
"You can't lie, Virginia, we've been over this."
Santa said firmly.
"Well I can't really tell them the truth either, can
I?" Ginny pointed out, hoping she didn't sound too quarrelsome.
"I know;" he said quietly, still guiding the
sleigh.
The soared through the dark sky for some time, saying
nothing. Eventually, Ginny began to make out shapes in the night, sleek
silhouettes that looked almost like slender, jet-powered Skidoos, being ridden
by beings in strange armor with glowing runes and wild mans of hair.
"Just my guardians," Santa said in an assuring
tone. "Making sure there are no last-minute attempts to thwart us."
The earth far below them took on a white cast and Ginny knew
that they were above a region covered in snow. She couldn't feel it, but she
could sense the cold air around them as the sleigh angled down, heading to the
ground. The landing was predictably smooth and they finally came to a stop,
flanked by the jet bikes and their unsettling warriors.
Santa jumped out and helped Ginny down, smiling at her and
wrapping her in a warm, furry red blanket from head to toe. When he pulled it
off her, she was no dressed in a stylish red velvet dress, trimmed in white and
ending on her upper thighs to show lots of leg. Her calf-high boots were red
and edged with white, with adorable little poms dangling from the side. She
even had a white poof to keep her hands warm and the Santa hat she now wore
kept her ears toasty.
"You look beautiful," he said as he waved in front
of himself to conjure an ice mirror that reflected her image perfectly.
"And without you, Virginia, there wouldn't have been a Christmas this
year. You need to understand that."
Ginny blushed prettily and walked alongside him, petting the
reindeers as she walked by. She even gave Donner a kiss on the nose and the
beast snorted and blushed, pawing the ground. They walked casually through the
snow, holding hands until they were approached by several people.
Ginny's eyes went wide, these were all women, clad in black
armor with baroque chest plates reminiscent of bustiers. They all wore their
hair bobbed, universally black or platinum in color and they carried
savage-looking rifles or flamethrowers. They all knelt reverently as Santa
approached.
"Do I want to know?" Ginny breathed.
"My personal guard," Santa said, nodding to the
women as he passed through them. "Orphan girls I've saved from a cruel
world. They're fanatically devoted to me, even beyond my elves."
Her mouth was somewhat dry when she asked the next question.
"Do you; you know;"
"Yes, Virginia," he said, saving her the
difficulty of asking. "They're also my lovers. When they're not fighting
for me or standing guard, they live in the bliss I seem uniquely capable of
giving women."
"That doesn't sound like such a bad life," Ginny
said, a hopeful tone in her voice. "I mean, I'm no orphan, but I'd say we
pretty compatible sexually. Aren't we?"
He turned and took her gently by the arms, smiling warmly
down into her eyes in that way that made her knees go weak. Other people may
have seen the fat old jolly man, but she could see only the copper-haired and
bearded giant with eyes deeper than a galaxy and a boyish smile that she knew
she'd always love.
"You're right, Virginia, you're not an orphan," he
said quietly. "These girls had no future. I have no right to rob you of
yours. And believe me, you don't want to miss it."
He took her hand and kept walking, snow gently falling as
they walked through the stands of tall trees. When they emerged on the far
side, he grinned and gestured grandly in front of them. Ginny's eyes went wide.
Across the clearing was her lovely home, looking as good as
new. Squads of warrior-elves stood guard menacingly around the perimeter while
other, smaller beings she more associated with the Christmas story elves
scampered around, making final adjustments to the domicile.
"Like the whole thing never happened," Santa
declared. "And there are even some improvements, I might add."
"Ya don't say," Ginny said somewhat absently,
still staring in disbelief. All sign of the titan battle fought on her property
less than twelve hours ago were gone. "Uh; improvements?"
Santa nodded. "We added solar panels and some subtle
wind turbines, so you can officially live off the grid. Water's hooked up to a local
artesian well. Improved your internet connection, you get about two hundred
megabits per second, not to mention the fact that we connected you to our
servers, so the Tor Network and the Deep Web have nothing on you for security
and anonymity."
"Wow;" was all she seemed to be able to say.
"Let's see, we reinforced the frame and the roof, you
could probably get hit by a meteor and barely notice," Santa continued.
"Windows are made of transparent aluminum, they're durable, to say the
least."
"No bugs crashing through my bay windows?" she
asked.
"Actually got a nifty physics trick for you
there," he said, smiling. "Remember during the fight I put you
against the South wall and said you were safe because they couldn't come from
that direction?"
She nodded.
"Well, thanks to some space-time-bendy engineering,
quantum beings can no longer approach your property except from the South,
which they can't come by anyway."
"I'll take your word for it about the physics."
Ginny sighed, shaking her head. "Anything else?"
He nodded. "You've got a new wine cellar, packed to the
brim with some of the best vintages from all over the world and you've
got a standing diamond membership in an exclusive club that will send you cases
of wine free monthly."
Ginny was feeling almost light-headed and she hadn't touched
a drink for hours.
"Oh, that patch of wild strain you found on your
property?" he added. "You now have an off-the-grid,
climate-controlled grow-op, currently raising on seventy plants, including
Alaskan Thunderfuck, Northern Lights, White Widow and South African
Genetic."
She smiled up at him slyly. "Think you might stop by
some time for a party?"
"No," he said, holding up his hands. "Last time
I got baked, Christmas went really weird. You've never seen so
many confused children and strippers in your life. Thanks, I'll pass."
She giggled. "Guess I'll just have to lure you back
here with promises of tawdry sex, then."
"Good enough for me." Santa agreed, nodding.
"Oh, I almost forgot;"
He pulled a small but gorgeous animal habitat out of nowhere
and presented it to her. Ginny's eyes widened in shock.
"Oatmeal!" she cried out in delight. Her bearded
dragon was perfectly fine. "How?"
"I might've pocketed him for safe-keeping during the
initial brawl and then handed him off to my elves while you and I were blitzing
around the globe." Santa admitted. "But I promise you he's perfectly
healthy and his new habitat will keep him around for a long time."
There were tears in her eyes as she leaned forward to the
habitat and cooed at her lizard, who instead of darkening and vibrating his
wattles at her, moved up to the glass and licked it, like he was trying to kiss
her.
"I don't know what to say," Ginny choked, trying
not to cry. "All this for me? I'm grateful, but; why?"
"You saved Christmas, silly," Santa replied,
laughing cheerfully as he handed Oatmeal off to an elf for safe keeping.
"How many times do I have to tell you? Virginia, without you, without everything
you've done tonight, Christmas would not have come, no matter how hard I
tried."
He put his hand on her cheek and looked down into her eyes.
"And you have no idea what that means to me;"
Ginny's eyes were shining and her body trembling with emotion
as Santa kissed her again, gently and lovingly. She'd never felt so
appreciated, needed or loved in her entire life. She felt; complete.
The kiss ended and as she drew back from it, she looked
down, her eyes widening in utter shock at what she saw.
There was a beautiful golden ring on her finger.
"Now don't read that the wrong way," Santa said,
giving her a wry smile as she looked up at him in disbelief. "It doesn't
mean we're married. But there's an old Norse tradition where Woden, king of the
gods and Vikings kings after him would give their most beloved retainers gold
rings as a symbol of their esteem for them. That's what you mean to me,
Virginia."
"But it's not just a symbol of my esteem," he
said, taking her hand so they could both look at it. "It's a way to talk
to me, Virginia, to call me if you ever need me. If something's wrong, my elves
can come help. If something's really wrong;"
His next words melted her heart.
"I'll always be there for you, Virginia. No person
living aside from you has one of these. That's how important you are. And I
will always love you."
Ginny was still standing there in a stupor when he turned
his head to look east, which was turning grey with the promise of dawn.
"I'd better get going," he said, making some
gestures and causing the elves to begin packing up their gear to leave.
"It's not like I turn to stone or anything in the light, but I've gotta
get home and start planning for next year, you know?"
She nodded. "I know, you're a busy man, Kris. But do
you; do you think I could ever come; see you?"
He considered for a moment before smiling and nodding.
"I'd like that, Virginia. We'll set something up and you can teach
everyone at the North Pole how to really have a good time. Place gets a little
stale on occasion."
He clasped his hands over hers and kissed her cheek as the
reindeer walked up, pulling his sleigh. She reluctantly released his hands and
watched as the huge man leapt lightly into his ornate vehicle and grinned at
her.
She could barely keep the wonder from her voice. "Are; are
you Woden?" she asked.
"Woden't you like to know!" he laughed loudly,
causing everyone nearby to do likewise at his jest. Even Ginny giggled, hiding
her absurd smile inside the silver-white poof.
She watched as he snapped the reins and the reindeer snorted
and broke into a gallop, rapidly pulling away from the ground. Still rapt,
Ginny waved as the sleigh became a silhouette against the lightening sky.
"Merry Christmas, Virginia!" she heard him call.
"I'll see you again next year!"
Ginny turned and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath and
willing herself not to cry. When she opened them, they were glinting with a
self-satisfaction she rarely felt.
"I saved Christmas," she thought as
she strode back into her house. "Love to see that bitch Suzie
Langston pull that off;"
One year later;
The firm's Christmas party was a riotous success. The
company was ending a banner year with record profits, in no small part due to
the efforts of their newest senior partner and her incredible negotiating
skills. Champagne, wine and schnapps flowed freely and even the office
curmudgeons were having a wonderful time, dancing and celebrating the holiday.
In old man Reese's office, a much more private but equally
riotous party was happening. Ginny was panting and moaning as she squirmed up
and down on Chad's cock while he fucked her cunt. Behind her, Roland from
accounting was shuddering while he braced her by the hips as he pumped his cock
in and out of her tight ass. Lying on top of Chad, yelping like she was being skewered,
was Lily from the secretarial pool, trying not to scream as the strap-on that
Ginny was wearing fucked her hard.
Standing over Chad and Lily was old man Reese, who was
trembling while Ginny sucked hungrily on his cock. She could feel her body shining
with sweat from their exertions, but she knew she would make them all cum,
harder than they ever had before. As brilliant a deal-maker as she'd turned out
to be, it wasn't a patch on how good she was at fucking and making love.
After all, she'd learned from the best.
And she'd also learned a lot about herself in the year
following that fateful Christmas night. True, living with Santa at the North
Pole might have been fun, but now that she was living the future he'd told her
about, she was happy to be right where she was, trembling, covered in sweat,
impaled every possible way upon cocks and about to cum so hard she thought
she'd faint.
She moaned loudly as the orgasm crashed over her, bringing
everyone else along with her. Lily wailed as she came, while Chad and Roland
both shuddered and groaned, pumping their cum into her cunt and her ass
simultaneously. Old man Reese grunted and clasped her hair, hips bucking as he
pumped his offering into her mouth.
Overcum with the bubbling, foaming lust within, Ginny
swallowed hungrily before pressing the boss' cock between her tits and
massaging it eagerly, watching in delight as it continued to pump, glazing her
soft orbs.
"My goodness, Virginia," the old man grunted,
trying to hold himself still. "You're such a naughty girl."
"Oh, no, sir," she purred, kissing at the head of
his cock as it appeared between her tits before looking up at him, eyes
shining, even while she writhed up and down on her lovers below. "No, sir,
I assure you I have it on the highest authority that I'm actually a very good girl;"
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"Just when I thought it couldn't get better;"
Ginny sighed, lost in bliss. "You certainly know what a woman wants."
"I aim to please." Santa said cheerfully, putting
one arm around her waist and holding her close while he guided the sleigh.
"Think we might've sated you for a while?"
"Hmm, maybe for a bit, right?" she purred,
stretching like a cat before sitting forward and looking down over the earth,
lit by clusters of lights that punctuated the darkness of Christmas Eve. It
wasn't long before she began to giggle.
"Schilling for your thoughts." Santa said, giving
her tit a squeeze.
"Well, you probably don't remember, but we've met
before," she mentioned lightly, turning her head to wink at him. "I
sure remember it."
"Oh? Do tell."
"Well," she said casually, her thoughts drifting
back. "I was sixteen and my girlfriends and I were at the mall. We saw you
and decided to sit on your lap. So Cari and I were sitting on you at the same
time, squirming our asses on you and kept whispering naughty things in your
ears, things we wanted to do to you, you know?"
Santa didn't respond for several moments. "See?"
Ginny said, smirking. "Told you that you didn't remember."
"What; was the date of that, Virginia?" he asked
warily.
"December fifteenth, eight years ago, about
seven-thirty pm," she said. "I still have a photo. Why?"
"Because I wasn't in your city on December fifteenth
eight years ago," he said with reluctance. "I was in Lahina on Maui,
judging a naked limbo contest at a luau."
She was silent for some time. "You're; you're
sure?"
Santa nodded.
"Oh, God;" Ginny whispered, her eyes distant.
"That means that Cari and I were grinding on some creepy mall Santa; oh,
shit, I could feel him getting hard and everything!"
Ginny scrunched her face up in revulsion and was flapping her
arms in horror. "Oh, God. Blah! Blah! Blah!"
Santa's roaring laughter echoed through the darkness as his
date for the evening struggled to not puke off the side of the sleigh and onto
the unsuspecting town below.
Silent Runnings.
She always kind of assumed that the sleigh made little or no
noise when it touched down on a roof. After all, what kept some survivalist gun
nut from trying to blow Santa away with his collection of automatic rifles when
he heard some noise he couldn't account for?
The sleigh glided silently onto the roof, the blades letting
out little more than a hiss and the patter of the reindeer's hooves barely
audible. Santa leapt out lightly and assisted her in exiting the sleigh before
grinning at her. "Now, I won't be long, just hang tight and stay near the
sleigh, if you're within the Gellar Field, you'll keep warm, alright?"
Ginny raised an eyebrow in his direction, nonplussed.
"Um, 'excuse me? I'm here with Santa Fucking Claus on Christmas
Motherfucking Eve. How many times can a girl say that? If you think for one
second I'm not delivering presents with you, then you're even more stupid that
Krampus. I'm coming."
Santa seemed hesitant. "Virginia, I've been at this
since Proto-Hittite times, one way or another. I'm kind of an expert and I
don't want you to hurt;"
"Oh, get real," she snorted, pushing past him
toward the chimney. She was glad to note that the 'Gellar Field', whatever the
hell that was, seemed to be keeping her warm at this distance. "If your
fat ass can fit down a chimney with that huge bag, so can mine."
She clambered over the lip of the chimney and eased herself
down inside it. Santa watched silently as she wriggled out of sight. There was
no noise for several seconds.
Finally Ginny spoke, her voice coming up the flue.
"Okay, kinda stuck here, with my nose pressed into my
own asshole. Little help?"
Santa chuckled lightly and reached for a can of grease.
Piloting a Ginny.
"You're getting better at this, I must say," Santa
remarked as he rummaged through his bag of presents while Ginny guided the
sleigh. "Last person who drove the sleigh for me, the reindeer resisted a
lot. They like you."
"Oh?" Ginny replied, twisting the reins slightly
and veering the sleigh team southwest. "Who was she?"
Santa cleared his throat. "Actually, it was Krampus.
Well, he was Pete back then, and it was over six hundred years ago."
It took Ginny a moment to recover from her shock and concentrate
on guiding the sleigh. Fortunately, the reindeer seemed to know where they were
going. "Six hundred;"
"Yup," Santa confirmed. "The Belgian monks
were still getting the recipe for Stella Artois right the last time one of my
kids helped me out."
"But what about all your wives you were telling me
about?" she asked. "They must've been in the sleigh before."
Santa shrugged. "Yeah, people have been in it, I've
taken them places, but you and Pete are the only two who have ever helped me
on Christmas Eve."
She felt herself grow warm, and for once it wasn't because
she was wet and horny. "I'm really helping you?"
He nodded. "It may be that I'm late because of the
donnybrook back at your place, Virginia, but that wasn't your fault, it's just
what was meant to be. I was meant to be put behind and now you're meant to be
driving this sleigh while I get organized. No matter how many me's there are
out there, it won't make a difference unless you're here tonight. It's fated to
be that way."
Ginny didn't know what to say. She just calmly guided the
sleigh, feeling a contentment she'd never quite known before. She was dimly
aware of some other shadowy iteration of Santa's sleigh streaking by some miles
to the north and waved absently. She couldn't explain why any of this made
sense, but it did.
She really was different after all.
A house below them shone with a golden light in the dark and
she turned the reigns easily to guide the reindeer in its direction. There were
over a dense residential area, the streets lined with endless numbers of small
homes and semis. They glided onto a roof and clambered out. She followed Santa
and his present sack down the chimney. In spite of his bulk, he slid down the
tight shaft in a way that made her cunt inexplicably wet.
"Now that I think of it," she whispered as she
wriggled down with him. "How do we get into houses where there's no
chimney?"
"It was a lot easier before central heating," he
answered, almost upside down as he worked his way toward the ground. "For
lack of a better term, it's just B & E, I guess. I've got the keys and
security codes for every residence on earth."
"Wow," she grunted as she twisted and wiggled, her
tits squashed to her mouth. If they'd had more time she would have sucked on
them for a bit as a reward to herself. "Even Kim Jong-Un?"
"Yeah, but he's not getting anything you want to know
about for Christmas," Santa muttered. "He's a very bad boy."
"So, what, like a leaky bag of flaming panda
shit?" she mused, occupying herself as she strained to keep up. "Because
that's what he kinda deserves."
"Christmas is the one night of the year we don't
discuss politics, Virginia." Santa mentioned as he finally freed himself
of the confines of the flue and dusted himself off. He helped Ginny out as
well, smiling and kissing her nose as she held her off the ground. She blushed
and let him put her down, moving to a corner of the living room and watching
intently.
The house they were in was not big, a modest home for a
small family. Santa was rummaging around in his bag, absently noshing on the
cookies left on a table near the tree. The tree itself was rather sparse on
gifts, something Santa seemed to be rectifying.
Ginny didn't notice the other person in the room until it
was too late.
"So there you are, big man;"
Ginny started at the voice but Santa merely stood and turned
around, smiling warmly. At the entrance to the room was a woman in a robe. She
was older than Ginny, but not more than in her late twenties or early thirties.
She had the look of a tired mom.
"Been waiting a long, long time to prove to myself that
you were real and the presents I couldn't account for just came out thin
air," she sighed, nodding. She had sandy-brown hair, done in a long bob.
Her face was pretty enough, but you could see in her eyes that sleep was more
of an afterthought than anything. "But here you are."
"It's good to see you, Linda." Santa said warmly,
moving toward her and hugging her. She sighed as he embraced her and Ginny
smiled, knowing exactly how content and relieved Linda felt at the moment, whoever
the hell she was.
"Whoa, did I just get jealous of some girl hugging
Santa?"
"I can't believe you're here in all your chubby
glory," Linda remarked, smiling up at him. "It's a dream come
true."
Santa nodded. "Little Karen's been very good this year,
Linda. She's a real blessing. I brought her the puppy she wanted."
Ginny frowned and looked down at a small object that was obviously
a puppy, wrapped prettily in Christmas paper and sporting a golden bow on its
snout. The puppy panted happily, curled up and went to sleep beneath the tree.
"She'll love it," Linda said quietly, her eyes
shining. "She'll be so thrilled."
"I know she will." Santa said, smiling and placing
a hand on Linda's cheek. "Sorry things didn't work out with Bob. He
doesn't know what he's missing."
"Thanks, I keep telling myself that too," Linda
said, dabbing at her eye. "Have you got an STD for his stocking,
maybe?"
"No," Santa chuckled. "But you need to know
that everything's going to be fine, Linda. You've made it this far, you're
raising an amazing girl and you own this place now. If I could give you Mother
of the Year, I would. But I can't, not my department, so that leaves me to ask;
what do you want for Christmas, Linda?"
Linda looked into his eyes before her hands reached down and
began fumbling with his wide, black belt. Ginny shook her head and sighed,
knowing exactly why Linda's reaction was so instinctual. The mother turned her
head and seemed to notice the girl in the abbreviated elf costume for the first
time.
"Oh," she said, her hands still undoing the belt.
"Is she your chaperone, to make sure we behave?"
"No, she's not my chaperone," Santa said, smiling
and shaking his head. "She's my indispensable helper, without whom
Christmas wouldn't come this year."
Ginny blushed at his description of her.
"Oh, okay," Linda said, kneeling and shimmying his
red pants down and freeing his monstrous cock. "As long as she doesn't
interrupt me enjoying my present."
Ginny blushed again, but this time the hair on the back of
her neck went up and her eyes narrowed. She folded her arms across her chest,
leaned against the wall and watched silently. Very silently.
"Wow," Linda mused, taking his cock in both hands
and staring at it. "Just when I thought nothing could get longer than that
white beard of yours."
Ginny blinked and frowned for a moment. White beard?
It suddenly occurred to her that Linda was seeing the Santa
she had always expected to see, a fat, jolly old man with a
long white beard, rosy cheeks and the rest of the Dickensian nonsense. To
Ginny, he still looked like the towering, red-bearded lumbersexual she knew him
to actually be. Whatever sort of glamour he radiated, it worked even in sexual
situations.
Without a pause, Linda took Santa's thick cock into her
mouth with a sigh and began bobbing back and forth along its length. Her wet
lips formed a tight seal around the shaft, her hands holding on to Santa's
thighs for balance.
"She's doing that all wrong," Ginny
sniffed to herself. "He likes it when one hand is pumping along
the shaft behind your mouth and the other one is teasing his balls. I should
know."
Santa turned his head, smiled at her and nodded. Ginny
blushed and shut up.
He took Linda's head gently in his hands, caressing her hair
while she sucked his cock, letting her take all the time she liked. She undid
her robe with one hand, letting it fall to a puddle at her knees, now naked.
She had a mom bod, Ginny noted, not bad, she was trying to keep herself fit,
probably with Tae Bo and jogging or spinning, if she could find the time. Her tits
were somewhat pointy, but she wasn't repulsive by any means. Ginny felt herself
getting warm as she watched, one of her hands coming up to caress her tits
while the other snaked down inside the short green skirt she was wearing and
beneath her thong, teasing her understandably gooey cunt.
She watched intently as Linda pushed farther and farther
down Santa's seemingly endless shaft, breathing through her nose as she tried
to reach the root. The hand she kept on his thigh for balance squeeze his pale
flesh while the other was massaging her tits, pinching the nipples. She moaned
around his cock as he grew harder in her mouth.
Ginny leaned her head against the wall, trying to not make
noise as she pleasured herself, fingers teasing through her slippery folds or
circling her throbbing clit. The hand she had on her tits mimicked Linda's
squeezing and pinching her nipples, causing little needles of stinging delight
to shoot through her.
Linda's hand moved down between her legs and her fingers
began churning inside her cunt. She moaned loudly as she pleasured herself.
Normally Ginny would have thought she'd wake her kid, but Santa probably had
some weird sound-dampening field just to keep things like this from happening.
Typical.
Ginny bit her lip as she watched, her skin blushing pink as
she worked herself into a silent frenzy, her wet core beginning to blossom as
Linda sucked and bobbed on Santa's cock faster and faster;
Both women let out a loud moan as they came, pleasure
bubbling up through Ginny's body while her fingers worked madly inside her
clenching, slippery tunnel. Her knees buckled and she went to the floor, still
fucking herself. Linda grunted and began swallowing as Santa came, finally
pulling her mouth off and panting heavily, jerking his throbbing cock
frantically and splattering his pearly cum across her tits with great
eagerness.
Ginny slowly lifted her head, gazing at Santa and Linda
through heavily-lidded eyes. She'd cum so hard just from fingering herself. Was
it her proximity to Santa that caused all her sensations to be so heightened?
Santa knelt as well, hugging Linda to himself and whispering
in her ear. She slowly pulled her arms up and embraced him, smiling against his
shoulder and nodding gently, her eyes still closed. After holding her for some
time, her took her by the chin and lifted her gaze to meet his.
"Okay, back to bed with you," he said gently.
"You'll sleep very well tonight and Karen will come to wake you."
Linda smiled dreamily and rubbed her nose against Santa's
before giving it a kiss. She stood, slipped her robe back on, winked at him and
left without another word. Santa watched her leave and nodded in satisfaction.
"Just what she needed," he said to himself.
"Okay, Virginia, I'm going to finish these last few presents and then
we're; Virginia?"
But Ginny was still kneeling, slumped to one side against
the wall and snoring. Santa chuckled and finished the presents before picking
her up and holding her limp body under one arm and his giant sack over the other
shoulder before disappearing up the flue in the blink of an eye.
Carnal Knowledge.
"Taip! Taip! Mano Dievas!" Kuni moaned
loudly as she sat on her sister's face, grinding her cunt eagerly down onto
Minna's mouth. Her blonde twin clamped her arms around her sister's thighs
tightly as she lapped hungrily at the slick lips above. Santa was kneeling
between Minna's legs, holding them wide and thrusting back and forth, his cock
plunging in and out of her.
Ginny was leaning against the wall once again, trying to not
look exasperated. The Lithuanian girls were writhing and grinding in a frenzy,
clearly enjoying their early Christmas present. It wasn't like they'd crept
down and surprised Ginny and Santa, as Linda had, they had actually written to
Santa, saying that their parents were away for the holiday and they wanted him
to come and fuck them for Christmas. They'd been waiting patiently in the
living room when Santa and Ginny appeared out of the chimney, the twins wearing
nothing but their little cheerleader uniforms.
Minna groaned shamelessly while she lashed her Kuni's twat
with her tongue, shuddering as Santa's iron-hard rod nearly split her in half.
Ginny had to admit, the blonde twins had rocking bodies, trim and tight from
whatever activities they were involved in. She'd have to get into P90-X or
Crossfit if she was ever going to compete with these two.
"Senelis!" Minna gasped, sliding a
finger up inside her sister, which Kuni ground on shamelessly. She gyrated her
hips, fucking back against Santa, her fingernails digging into her sister's ass
cheeks as she endured the battering waves of pleasure. "Ah, Duok
man sunku!"
"Pasakykite pra¨ome;" Santa replied,
smiling slyly.
"Pra¨om!" Minna wailed, her body
almost thrashing. "Pra¨om pra¨om pra¨om! Nekankink manęs!"
Santa nodded and leaned forward, pressing Minna's legs
almost back against her body, his weight over her now as he sank his cock down
inside her. The blonde girl almost screamed in pleasure. Kuni grappled onto
Santa's neck and kissed him greedily, churning her cunt down onto Minna's
glistening face.
"Unreal," Ginny muttered. "And I
thought I was a relentless horny machine. But you, sir, take
the cake."
"I would expect you of all people to understand by
now," Santa said cheerfully. "Minna and Kuni have been very good this
year. They're both at the top of their class, they've been socially active
regarding building homeless shelters, they're both”
"Over the age of eighteen?" Ginny bit out.
"It's Lithuania, that wouldn't matter," Santa
pointed out. "They've been very good girls and I'm duty-bound to give them
what they want for Christmas."
"So no point deductions for incest?" Ginny asked
somewhat testily.
"There weren't for you and your brother, were
there?" he replied while Kuni nipped at his skin. Ginny blushed again and
stopped talking. She watched while Kuni pulled herself off her sister's mouth
and hastily clambered around to lie on top of her, kissing her sister while
squirming her wet cunt down on Minna's. She groaned loudly when Santa pulled
out of the girl below and pushed deep inside her.
"Dear diary," Ginny muttered. "Having a great
time in Vilnius, watching Santa skewer Lithuanian sisters;"
Santa grunted and pushed in hard, his hips trembling as he
started to cum. Kuni and Minna screamed into one another's mouths, hips bucking
furiously. He pulled out of Kuni and slammed back into Minna, filling her with
cum as well before both sisters scrambled to their knees while he stood. They
swallowed his cock greedily, taking turns pumping the shaft while the other
sucked on it. They kissed around the throbbing cock, licking the pearly cum off
one another's faces.
"Esate labai geros mergaitės," Santa
breathed, holding them both gently by the back of their heads while they sucked
hungrily. "Keep up the good work and Santa will see you again next year;"
"If we're not still here with these two whores next
Christmas;" Ginny thought darkly.
Santa’s copilot.
Ginny was guiding the sleigh, but she kept looking back at
Santa, trying not to smirk. He was sitting beside her, a rather blank stare on
his face, his eyes a little red around the edges.
"I'm still sorta hungry;" he said somewhat
absently.
"So you actually thought 'Colorado Gold' was a brand of
flour used to make baked goods?"
"Note to self," he murmured. "Do not eat the
brownies left out for you in Denver;"
Basement Bound.
Ginny followed Santa as they crept down the stairs toward
the basement apartment, a prismatic glow on the wall ahead of them indicating a
tree was nearby. They rounded a corner and paused. A young man dressed in X-Men
boxers and a white t-shirt almost walked into them as he rubbed his eyes.
He stared at them for a moment, saying absolutely nothing.
After a long, awkward pause, Santa reached back into his
sack and pulled out a wrapped gift which he slowly handed to the kid. The kid
took it equally slowly and unwrapped it, his eyes widening as several deluxe
editions of the newest PC games were revealed.
The kid smiled sheepishly and sighed. "Thanks, now that
I know you're real."
"You don't seem happy, Kevin," Santa said,
obviously concerned. "You've been great all year and these are what you
wanted, right?"
"I; yeah, they are," sighed the kid. "At
least, that's what I told everyone I wanted. My friends and I, we're all
gamers, and this is amazing, but;"
"But;" Santa pressed.
"Well, Christmas is also my birthday," Kevin said.
"Here I am, eighteen finally, and I still haven't had sex with a girl
yet."
Santa smiled. "Well, I normally deal exclusively in
Christmas wishes rather than birthdays, but perhaps this year I can help you
out there, Kevin."
Kevin raised an eyebrow.
"Virginia," Santa stated, looking at her. "I
give you Kevin the Boy. Return unto me Kevin the Man."
Ginny couldn't believe what she said next.
"Thought you'd never ask, Big Red;"
She walked forward and took the games out of Kevin's hands,
tossing them over her shoulder. Santa grabbed them hastily out of the air as
Ginny poked a finger into Kevin's chest and pressed him up against the wall.
His eyes were wide, not at all sure what was happening.
"Santa's already given you your Christmas
presents," Ginny said as she knelt in front of him and tugged at his
boxers. "Which means it's up to me to give you a happy birthday;"
She pulled the boxers down and tossed them aside. His cock
was limp but she could already tell it was swelling with excitement. Rather
than teasing the poor virgin, Ginny stroked his shaft and slid her mouth all
the way down, deep-throating him. Kevin shuddered and groaned loudly.
"Make all the noise you want, you won't wake your
parents upstairs," Ginny mentioned, pulling her mouth off his cock for a
moment and pumping the shaft with her hand while she looked up at him.
"The big man here has some sort of sound-dampening field or some shit so
that he doesn't get caught busting into people's houses."
Kevin's hands flattened against the wall and his fingers
flexed as she slid her mouth down his length again before bobbing back and
forth in a slow rhythm. She felt his fingers take her by the hair and begin
kneading, lost in this clearly new delight. She hummed gently, vibrating her
mouth around his sensitive skin.
"Well, look at you," she remarked, smiling as she
pulled back and gazed at his now hard and throbbing cock, glistening with the
wetness of her mouth. "That's a nice dick you've got there, Kevin. You're
a grower, I'm impressed."
Kevin took a deep breath. "Maybe, but it doesn't look
like much when it's limp. The one time I let a girl at school see it, I was
nervous and it shrunk, so she was laughing at me."
"Then I'll give you a tip before I fuck you,
Kevin," Ginny said, stroking the shaft and spitting on it, to keep it
moist while she instructed him. "Girls can be hideous cunts about that
sort of thing sometimes, but they have their own insecurities. So never bring
your insecurity to the ballgame. You need to be turned on and your Johnson here
on the rise by the time you get naked for her."
"Uh-huh?" he said somewhat uncertainly, shivering
as she bent her thumb so that the pad pressed against the top of his mushroom
head every time she stroked down. He couldn't believe this was happening. Some
hot Elf-chick who looked like a Warcraft mod was blowing him!
"So from now on, you dominate, you got it?" Ginny
said. "Make her get naked or make her turn you on so that she can see how
big your cock is before you ever get out of your boxers. No girl is gonna say
no to this thing when it's fully inflated, I promise."
"R-really?" Kevin asked.
Ginny kept her eyes locked with his but reached down under
her panties for several moment before bringing her fingers up for display. They
glistened wetly in the dim light.
"It's made me horny, champ. And because of that cock, I
need to fuck you. You with me?"
Kevin just thunked his head back against the wall, closed
his eyes and nodded.
"Oh, and don't worry about trying to last," Ginny
added. "Being around the Red Machine makes you want to fuck and cum all
night. You'll be fine."
She swallowed his cock with a will, determined to give this
kid the best first time anyone had ever had. Her hand followed her mouth along
the shaft and she hummed, swirling her tongue along its length. The kid wasn't
Santa, but this would be a perfectly good ride for any girl worth fucking once
he had his confidence. Her free hand worked its way back inside her panties and
began fingering, teasing her wet folds and slipping inside, getting her ready
for the main event.
"Umm, do you want to fuck me, Kevin?" she asked,
smiling up at him. "Do you want to fuck my cunt good and hard?"
"Uh; yes;" he whimpered.
"Say it like you mean it, Thor," she insisted,
pressing her thumb along the throbbing vein on the bottom of his thick shaft.
"The girl wants confidence. This cock is worth your best effort."
He took several deep breaths before looking down at her and
nodding. "I want to fuck you."
"You do?" she asked before sliding him back down
her throat.
"No," he said finally, taking her under the arms
and pulling her up. Ginny exhaled suddenly as his cock popped out of her mouth
unexpectedly and he spun her around to press up against the wall. "I don't
want to fuck you; I will fuck you."
"That's my boy," Ginny breathed, her eyes flashing
with sudden lust and delight. She spread her legs and tilted her hips forward,
eager to feel him inside her. "Fuck me good and hard, Kevin!"
"K-zon," the boy almost growled, pressing his
throbbing cockhead against her entrance. "My gaming tag is K-zon and
that's what the girls will call me when I fuck them!"
Ginny nodded eagerly. "Good. Give it to me, K-zon;"
She moaned loudly as he pushed inside her, heedless of any
sense of timing or technique, but eager to be deep in a woman. He squeezed her
sides as he trembled, overcome by the wet, tight sensation of her cunt gripping
him. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders and one leg slung over his hip as
she looked into his eyes. Ginny began a pumping motion with her hips, sliding
back and forth on his cock while K-zon was paralyzed by the flood of pleasure.
"Alright, slugger," she whispered in a husky voice
as she fucked herself on him. "Let's bust this first nut of yours quick,
so you know what to expect. Don't hold back, just pound my cunt until you blow,
got it?"
He nodded as he buried his face in her shoulder and started
pumping awkwardly with his hips, his whole body trembling. Ginny felt an unreal
flush of heat coursing through her already, an intense orgasm building up
inside.
Holy shit, was she turned on and about to get off because
she was mentoring a virgin?
She pulled Kevin tight against herself and shivered, letting
out a gasp while he moaned and jammed his hips up tight against hers, she could
feel his cock twitching inside her as he spunked, Her own orgasm flooded over
her, molten bubbles of ecstasy popping by the millions throughout her sweating,
slick frame.
He almost buckled at the knees, collapsing against her,
panting like he'd run a marathon. Ginny smiled and caressed his hair, feeling
his still-hard cock throbbing inside her. She ran her fingers over his cheek
and looked into his eyes.
"Ready to keep going?" she asked. "Second
one's usually even better."
He nodded and she pulled him down to his knees while she got
on all fours, wiggling her invitingly. She winked back at him.
"You know what to do, K-zon," she purred.
"Show me what you're gonna do to the girls this coming year;"
Without another thought, he took Ginny by the hips and slid
his cock deep inside her again. Ginny moaned loudly, lowering her head to the
floor and pushed back against him. She felt him begin to push back and forth
and matched his rhythm by squeezing her cunt muscles around him as he slid in.
His fingers dug into her hips and ass cheeks delightfully. She could tell he
might last a little longer this time, but not by much. Then again, she wasn't
here to teach him to be a sex god, she was here to pop his cherry and give him
a birthday to remember.
"Umm, right there, big man;" she panted, surprised
that she meant what she was saying. She wasn't just stroking his fragile ego,
she was quite serious, because he was hitting a spot in her cunt that she
really liked. He had a long enough cock that it touched her pleasure spot and
he was just wide enough to pleasantly stretch her so that she knew she was
being fucked properly. With confidence, this kid would be a good lay.
Kevin slapped his thighs against her ass cheeks and she
squeaked and yelped in response. Her gooey cunt clenched him tightly, utilizing
those vaginal contractions she seemed to be so damned expert at tonight.
"Fuck;" Kevin grunted as he pumped his hips, his
chest now glistening with sweat. "This is so much better than my hand or a
fleshlight!"
"Uh, and you feel a lot fucking better than a
vibe," Ginny panted, still face-down and ass-up. "You're gonna make
them scream, K-zon;"
He seemed encouraged by her words and pumped harder,
determined to make Ginny and himself cum again. He seemed to have found his
rhythm and fucked her steadily, his eyes closed as he lost himself in the
unreal sensation of sex with a live girl. Ginny bit at the knuckle of her
middle finger, aware of how flushed and warm her body was. She could feel her wetness
trickling down over her stomach from her cunt, since her ass was perched in the
air. The slick, sucking noises of her sex were unmistakable.
"Oh, you're doing really good, K-zon," she said
breathily. "You're gonna have me cumming again before long!"
Kevin seemed to be beyond words as he merely nodded hastily
and kept fucking her, eyes closed and back arched. The slapping noise of his
thighs against her ass was a wet one now, since they were both sweating
profusely. She could feel the damp perspiration in her hairline, her mouth open
and she wiped at it when she realized she was almost drooling.
"Yes, K-zon!" she gasped, using the name he wanted
again, pushing back against him but still letting him control the action.
"Fucking make me cum! Don't hold back! Uh, fuck!"
Kevin jammed his hips against her suddenly and cried out, a
sound that Ginny echoed half a second later. Rapture splintered through her as
she came, feeling him slamming against her as he climaxed, his pearly offering
now deep inside her. Through glassy eyes, she looked around for Santa, to see
if he was watching, but he was nowhere in sight.
Kevin seemed ready to fall over, exhausted, but she gently
pushed backward until he sat on his behind with her in his lap, facing away.
Slowly she turned around and laid him on the floor, his cock still deep inside
her. She put her hands on his shoulders and smiled down at him, her nipples
tracing little patterns over his chest as she did so.
"That was amazing, K-zon," she said quietly.
"A really great addition to my night."
He was still breathing heavily but nodded at her.
"Thanks. It was more than I could have hoped for. I;I guess it's been a
busy evening for you this way?"
"Well, you're my only virgin to this point, if that's
what you're asking," Ginny sighed. "The big red machine has fucked me
more times tonight that I care to remember and I was nearly raped to death by
Krampus, so this was exactly the sort of change of pace I needed, you
know?"
She sat up, still straddling him and impaled on his cock, a
thought occurring to her. "Hey, Big Red," she called out. "I just
let him bust in me twice, do you have any fixes dated from yesterday?"
A tiny white pill flew out of the other room. She caught it
deftly in her hand and popped it in her mouth.
"I'm getting good at this 'time-is-fluid' shit,"
she giggled to herself. "Maybe I'll teach quantum physics."
"You don't need a glass of water or anything?"
Kevin asked, looking up at her.
"Trust me, Kevin, if there's one thing I'm good at,
it's swallowing." Ginny replied, smiling down at him somewhat haughtily
before carefully pulling herself off his cock, causing them both to shudder and
moan quietly. She knelt over his waist and sucked on his cock, cleaning their
mingled cum off him and then helping him to his feet. She slipped her thong
back on while Kevin retrieved his boxers. They were just straightening
themselves out when Santa appeared from the other room.
"Did you enjoy your birthday present, Kevin?" he
asked cheerfully.
"Yessir," the newly-minted young man said.
"Best birthday present anyone ever received."
"Glad to hear it," Santa said, nodding. "And
I know it doesn't compare to what Virginia just gave you, but I think you'll be
pleased with your new rig I just set up. Five terrabytes of hard drive space, thirty-two
gigs of DDR4 RAM, an overclocked quad-core CPU that'll put the i7 to shame,
eight fans, a nickle and copper piping coolant system and L E D to make sure
everyone knows you're in the house. Oh, and I've upgraded your server to be
multi-line, WAN and load-balancing. You and your guild will never lag again as
long as you host."
Kevin's eyes went wide. "I've got fat pipes?"
Santa nodded while Ginny shook her head, understanding none
of this geek talk. It only figured that Santa was a giant nerd. Kevin looked
like he might faint.
"Well, I've just done what you deserved," Santa
mentioned. "It's Virginia who should get the credit for your night being
so spectacular."
"Yeah," Kevin said, blushing and smiling at her.
"Thanks."
"My pleasure, trust me," she said easily.
"Somebody have a pen I can use?"
Santa handed her one and she looked at Kevin. "Your
number, dude."
Kevin managed to stutter out his number, which she wrote
down on her wrist before nodding in satisfaction and giving the pen back to
Santa. "Alright, if I ever happen to be in Ohio for some godforsaken
reason, I can look you up and give you a booty call. Sound good?"
Kevin nodded dumbly.
"Just remember this," she said, poking him in the
chest, her voice serious. "You've got a lot to learn still. You've got a
nice cock between your legs, don't treat it like a Louisville Slugger and just
beat the hell out of her with it, you're better than that."
He nodded.
"And if a girl wants you to fuck her, she'll give you
signals, so watch." Ginny added, poking his chest with her nail.
"Don't assume you can just force yourself on anyone or next year it's dead
spiders in your stocking, you got it?"
Kevin nodded again.
"Excellent," she said sweetly. "Now go to
sleep, champ. Merry Christmas and happy birthday. C'mon, Santa, we have a
holiday to save!"
"Yes, my lady!" Santa laughed, following her out
of the basement. They were back on the roof when Santa smirked at her as they
climbed into the sleigh. "Dead spiders in the stocking?"
She shrugged. "Isn't that what you'd give a guy if he
forced himself on a girl?"
"Well, no," he replied as he snapped the reins and
they took off into the cold night air. "That's more of a legal issue. If
he was considering it, I wouldn't have mentioned dead spiders, I'd' have been
more inclined to point out that he'd spend the next few years in a cell as some
fat, greasy tattooed bastard's buttery cornhole."
The sleigh lurched to one side as Ginny burst out laughing.
A Pretty Man.
Santa stared awkwardly, making a wry face while Ginny stood
off to the side, smirking. Standing in front of Santa was a very pretty young
man in pale pink pajamas, his hands behind his back, one knee turned in,
twisting his toe into the rug and blushing expectantly.
Ginny wiped a tear away from her eye, she was trying so hard
not to laugh.
"Yeah, that ain't happening." Santa said finally.
"But I've been so good;" the young man cooed,
smiling coyly and winking.
"C'mon, Santa," Ginny urged, clearly enjoying his
discomfiture. "He's been so good, and you always reward your good
children, don't you?"
"Nice try, lady," Santa said, pressing behind his
ear, apparently activating a communicator. "Get Agent 641 to me, I need a
pinch hitter, stat."
Santa threw a small disk on the floor while Ginny and the
young boy in pink watched curiously. The device oscillated and expanded,
becoming a larger disk. Seconds later it began to glow and hum. A column of
rainbow light radiated up from it and a kneeling shape appeared. Seconds later,
the rainbow light faded away and a lithe, comely figure stood. He had the same
slender, beautiful features as the warrior-elves who had fought earlier that
night, his eyes a piercing violet color, his impossibly long raven hair held in
gold rings. His pale body was naked except for a tiny thong.
"Holy shit snacks;" Ginny breathed as she gazed
stupidly at the new arrival, feeling her thong get wet.
"Ylmarin, young Trevor here has been an extra-good boy,
perhaps you'd care to reward him?" Santa suggested as the inhumanly
graceful being stepped off the platform.
The tall being looked down at the young man named Trevor,
assessing him and then nodded. "Yes, sire, I can absolutely do this."
Trevor blushed furiously and giggled, covering his face.
Ylmarin reached over and took the boy's hand before leading him back to the
bedroom. Santa nodded and began rummaging around in his toy sack, putting items
under the tree.
"Okay, we got that out of the way," he said,
squatting and putting items under the decidedly pink-lit tree. "Virginia,
if you could hand me the, Virginia? Ginny?"
He frowned and turned to look for his helper, finally
sighting her. She was standing in the doorway to the bedroom and looking in.
One of her hands squeezing her tits while the other had snaked down inside her
panties.
"Alright, go on, you little voyeur." Santa
chuckled, shaking his head.
"Yum yum!" she squeaked and skipped into the room,
from which moans were now emanating.
Seeking to be naughty.
"You weren't worried about being on the Naughty List if
you waited up for me?" Santa asked the dark-haired girl as she sat on her
floor, watching him intently. She pushed her glasses up her nose and shook her
head, pretty curly locks spilling over her shoulders as she did so.
"Not worried, hmm?" he mused, observing her.
"So you think you're already on the Naughty List?"
The girl nodded.
Ginny blinked and pursed her lips. "Why isn't she
talking? Is she mute or doesn't she speak English?"
Santa shook his head. "No, Ellie's just shy. She
doesn't speak much at first, but once she gets going;"
He knelt down in front of the girl and smiled. "Well,
here I am. What is it you wanted to ask me, Ellie?"
The tan girl turned her head and looked down at the floor
sheepishly for several seconds before working up the nerve to speak. "I; I
want my daddy, Santa."
Ginny blinked. "She what, wants him back from
deployment for Christmas, she wants her father to move back home;"
"No, Virginia," Santa said cheerfully. "She
doesn't want her father, she wants her daddy."
"Oh," Ginny said, suddenly understanding. "So,
now what?"
"That's all she wanted for Christmas, so we give her,
her daddy." Santa said simply. The girl's eyes lit up in delight and she
sat up straight, looking very excited. Santa pointed behind Ellie and she
turned to look behind herself;
Her daddy stood in the doorway, his green-hazel eyes
mirroring her excitement and a big grin on her face. His long, sandy-blond hair
fell down to his shoulder blades.
"Daddy!" Ginny squealed as she scrambled to her
feet and threw herself against her daddy, kissing him feverishly. He held her
tight, returning the kiss while she began pulling his clothes off him. "I
missed you so much!"
"Missed you too, baby;" he murmured through the
kiss as he pulled her top off, exposing her lush tits.
"I never had a daddy." Ginny sighed as she watched
the couple get increasingly naked and feeling the now-familiar tingle building.
"I should take care of that at some point."
"I've got some other deliveries in the immediate
area," Santa mentioned. "How about I go take care of them while you
have a little fun with these two?"
"Well, I'm not attracted to girls." Ginny said in
a non-committal tone.
"You just didn't know you were until tonight."
Santa replied, smiling. "Just trust me on this, Virginia."
"Well, like you said earlier, I've had you inside all
my orifices, so what's the harm in trusting you now, right?" she admitted,
shrugging. Would being bisexual be such a bad thing? It certainly widened her
options for dating.
Santa nodded and walked out of the room. Ginny turned to
look at the couple she was left with, who were already splayed out on the rug,
naked and pleasuring one another. Ellie was lying on top of her daddy, facing
down his body and sucking on his cock hungrily while he was pulling her
slippery cunt lips apart and sliding his tongue up and down her twat, making
her shiver and moan.
"Fuck it," Ginny said finally, stripping out of
her skimpy outfit and walking up to the two of them. She laid down beside
Ellie's daddy and smiled at her, both their heads over hips. "Feel like
tag-teaming, babe?"
Ellie looked up for a moment and nodded readily. Ginny
smiled and leaned in, flicking her tongue against the tip of his cock. The
curly-haired girl giggled and joined Ginny in teasing the throbbing cock,
taking turns sliding their tongue up and down the shaft while the other swirled
her tongue around the head and took it into her mouth, starting to bob up and
down.
Ginny felt herself getting really wet and pressed her lips
to Ellie's around the head of her daddy's cock, kissing her. They both moaned
as their tongues tangled around the glistening head. Ginny's hand slipped into
the girl's hair, wrapping in it to hold her in place. Ellie smelled like
strawberries and Ginny felt herself getting wetter as she took in the scent.
"Daddy," whimpered the girl. "Fuck me;"
Ginny knelt up while the other girl straddled her daddy's
hips, facing down his body. Her sticky cunt was positioned over his throbbing
cock and Ginny took hold of it and guided it home. Ellie sighed almost in
relief as she sank down, his cock filling her. Smiling wickedly, Ginny made
Ellie lie back along her daddy's body and the girl gasped as her put his hands
on her tits and held her.
As Ellie and her daddy began to squirm and writhe, her
glistening cunt swallowing his cock greedily, Ginny bent down and tongued at
the shaft as it slid back and forth through her lips. She pressed her thumb
gently on Ellie's clit, causing her to shudder and moan loudly. Then her tongue
traced a slow route around the engorged cunt lips, teasing her new girl lover. Ellie
whimpered and panted, begging her daddy to fuck her harder.
Ginny sucked Ellie's clit into her mouth and was rewarded
with a strangled cry from above. She fondled the sac in front of her gently and
pressed on the throbbing vein. Her cunt was getting wetter with each passing
moment and she needed to know if Ellie would share;
Without another word, she crawled over Ellie and settled
down on top of her, her tits squashing into the succulent set below. She moved
around until she felt her cunt pressed to Ellie's and the magical, rhythmic
motion of the cock still pumping in and out of her. She shuddered as their lips
and clits met and they wrapped their arms around one another, kissing
shamelessly. Tongues snaked and writhed as they moaned into one another's
mouths.
"Daddy," panted the younger girl. "Fuck
Santa's elf-girl; fuck her please;"
Ginny felt her own ferocious desire rising as the cock
slurped out of Ellie and pressed against her. She groaned gutturally as she
felt the head penetrate and then she pressed down eagerly, taking it deep
inside her. Still sandwiched between them, Ellie took one of Ginny's tits and
sucked the nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. Ginny arched
her back and hissed through clenched teeth, squeezing hard on the invading
cock.
She ground down on Ellie's daddy, gyrating her hips and her
fingers digging into the other girl's skin. Ellie sucked and bit her nipples,
the delicious sting heightening her ecstasy. She body was streaming with sweat
while he fucked her, Ellie's soft flesh undulating against hers. She could hear
him panting and feel him stiffening and knew what happened next.
With great haste and even greater reluctance, she pulled
herself off the cock and knelt, pulling Ellie up into a kneeling position. She
helped her daddy stand quickly while Ellie took his cock and pumped it eagerly
with her hand. Once he was standing, they both attacked his cock with their
mouths and hands, pleasuring him beyond endurance. He put his hand on the back
of their heads and groaned loudly, his hips shuddering as he came. Both girls
pressed their faces in, letting him spurt on their mouths and cheeks, hands
still working the shaft quickly.
The warm, sticky cum brought with it a warm flush of
memories, how it always felt on her skin, the tingling, scintillating pleasure
she always felt in the ardor of others. Ellie's soft tits pressed to hers,
their cheeks meeting as they accepted the pearly offering, on their chins and
now glazing their tits; she loved it all. She was never happier than when she
was in the throes of passion with others.
Was this what she was truly meant to do? Was this a
Christmas epiphany?
Ellie and Ginny began kissing hungrily, licking the cum off
one another's faces with a fervor, then off each other's neck and tits. They
returned their attention to the still twitching cock, kissing and sucking it
dry. Once Ellie's daddy was spent, she laid him down and Ginny helped her
snuggle into his warm, loving embrace. The girl smiled at her and giggled
before blowing a kiss. Ginny gathered up her outfit and exited the apartment
quietly. Not surprisingly at this point, the sleigh was just pulling back onto
the roof as she arrived. Santa smiled at her.
"So did you know I was bi all these years?" she
asked as she clambered into the seat and beside him and snuggled into his side
as they took off.
He nodded. "Not my place to rob you of your journey of
self-discovery, though."
"Maybe," she sighed. "But think about all the
fun I've missed out on, not playing with girls too. Doubling the size of my
dating pool might have made a difference."
"You've always been who you're meant to be,
Virginia," he said cheerfully. "And your little epiphany tonight is
going to have big implications in the year to come. Trust me."
Her eyes widened. "For real?"
"Would I lie?" Santa laughed.
Ginny in the sleigh.
Ginny was lying back in the plush red seat of the sleigh,
her chest heaving as she stared at the pre-dawn sky. Her little elf-outfit was
almost in shreds and she was missing one of her shoes. Even Santa looked a
little worn.
"So that's what sex with an entire
sorority house feels like;" she said distantly. "Kinda gives me a new
respect for those college quarterbacks. Those girls are animals."
Santa nodded. "I have to admit, that wore me out a little
too, which is saying something. And before you ask, yes, they have
all been good this past year and they sent me one letter asking for Santa to
fuck them as a sorority, so that really was their Christmas present."
Ginny nodded. "That and the four metric tons of
vibrators, dildos, eggs, anal beads, ben-wa balls and lingerie I saw you drop
off; and about thirty Sybians."
"They're a really good sorority house." Santa
admitted.
Ginny just stared at the sky. "Hard to believe that
you're brought up a certain way, being told that good kids act a certain way,
only to find out that being a total mega-slut is not grounds for being added to
the Naughty List but sneaking cookies when mom told you not to is."
"I didn't make the rules," Santa said, shrugging,
but then he paused. "Oh, wait; ya know, I probably did, a long, long time
ago."
Ginny giggled tiredly. "This has been the longest and
most oversexed night of my life, and that's saying something for me. Where are
we headed, Big Man?"
"Well, it's almost dawn." Santa said, looking
east. "I'm going to have to drop you off before long now that my rounds
are done."
"Yeah," Ginny said somewhat reluctantly.
"Since I don't have a house, I guess you should drop me off at my parents'
place. I can't exactly tell 'em that my house was destroyed in a massive battle
between Santa's elves and Krampus, but maybe they'll believe a gas main
exploded."
"You can't lie, Virginia, we've been over this."
Santa said firmly.
"Well I can't really tell them the truth either, can
I?" Ginny pointed out, hoping she didn't sound too quarrelsome.
"I know;" he said quietly, still guiding the
sleigh.
The soared through the dark sky for some time, saying
nothing. Eventually, Ginny began to make out shapes in the night, sleek
silhouettes that looked almost like slender, jet-powered Skidoos, being ridden
by beings in strange armor with glowing runes and wild mans of hair.
"Just my guardians," Santa said in an assuring
tone. "Making sure there are no last-minute attempts to thwart us."
The earth far below them took on a white cast and Ginny knew
that they were above a region covered in snow. She couldn't feel it, but she
could sense the cold air around them as the sleigh angled down, heading to the
ground. The landing was predictably smooth and they finally came to a stop,
flanked by the jet bikes and their unsettling warriors.
Santa jumped out and helped Ginny down, smiling at her and
wrapping her in a warm, furry red blanket from head to toe. When he pulled it
off her, she was no dressed in a stylish red velvet dress, trimmed in white and
ending on her upper thighs to show lots of leg. Her calf-high boots were red
and edged with white, with adorable little poms dangling from the side. She
even had a white poof to keep her hands warm and the Santa hat she now wore
kept her ears toasty.
"You look beautiful," he said as he waved in front
of himself to conjure an ice mirror that reflected her image perfectly.
"And without you, Virginia, there wouldn't have been a Christmas this
year. You need to understand that."
Ginny blushed prettily and walked alongside him, petting the
reindeers as she walked by. She even gave Donner a kiss on the nose and the
beast snorted and blushed, pawing the ground. They walked casually through the
snow, holding hands until they were approached by several people.
Ginny's eyes went wide, these were all women, clad in black
armor with baroque chest plates reminiscent of bustiers. They all wore their
hair bobbed, universally black or platinum in color and they carried
savage-looking rifles or flamethrowers. They all knelt reverently as Santa
approached.
"Do I want to know?" Ginny breathed.
"My personal guard," Santa said, nodding to the
women as he passed through them. "Orphan girls I've saved from a cruel
world. They're fanatically devoted to me, even beyond my elves."
Her mouth was somewhat dry when she asked the next question.
"Do you; you know;"
"Yes, Virginia," he said, saving her the
difficulty of asking. "They're also my lovers. When they're not fighting
for me or standing guard, they live in the bliss I seem uniquely capable of
giving women."
"That doesn't sound like such a bad life," Ginny
said, a hopeful tone in her voice. "I mean, I'm no orphan, but I'd say we
pretty compatible sexually. Aren't we?"
He turned and took her gently by the arms, smiling warmly
down into her eyes in that way that made her knees go weak. Other people may
have seen the fat old jolly man, but she could see only the copper-haired and
bearded giant with eyes deeper than a galaxy and a boyish smile that she knew
she'd always love.
"You're right, Virginia, you're not an orphan," he
said quietly. "These girls had no future. I have no right to rob you of
yours. And believe me, you don't want to miss it."
He took her hand and kept walking, snow gently falling as
they walked through the stands of tall trees. When they emerged on the far
side, he grinned and gestured grandly in front of them. Ginny's eyes went wide.
Across the clearing was her lovely home, looking as good as
new. Squads of warrior-elves stood guard menacingly around the perimeter while
other, smaller beings she more associated with the Christmas story elves
scampered around, making final adjustments to the domicile.
"Like the whole thing never happened," Santa
declared. "And there are even some improvements, I might add."
"Ya don't say," Ginny said somewhat absently,
still staring in disbelief. All sign of the titan battle fought on her property
less than twelve hours ago were gone. "Uh; improvements?"
Santa nodded. "We added solar panels and some subtle
wind turbines, so you can officially live off the grid. Water's hooked up to a local
artesian well. Improved your internet connection, you get about two hundred
megabits per second, not to mention the fact that we connected you to our
servers, so the Tor Network and the Deep Web have nothing on you for security
and anonymity."
"Wow;" was all she seemed to be able to say.
"Let's see, we reinforced the frame and the roof, you
could probably get hit by a meteor and barely notice," Santa continued.
"Windows are made of transparent aluminum, they're durable, to say the
least."
"No bugs crashing through my bay windows?" she
asked.
"Actually got a nifty physics trick for you
there," he said, smiling. "Remember during the fight I put you
against the South wall and said you were safe because they couldn't come from
that direction?"
She nodded.
"Well, thanks to some space-time-bendy engineering,
quantum beings can no longer approach your property except from the South,
which they can't come by anyway."
"I'll take your word for it about the physics."
Ginny sighed, shaking her head. "Anything else?"
He nodded. "You've got a new wine cellar, packed to the
brim with some of the best vintages from all over the world and you've
got a standing diamond membership in an exclusive club that will send you cases
of wine free monthly."
Ginny was feeling almost light-headed and she hadn't touched
a drink for hours.
"Oh, that patch of wild strain you found on your
property?" he added. "You now have an off-the-grid,
climate-controlled grow-op, currently raising on seventy plants, including
Alaskan Thunderfuck, Northern Lights, White Widow and South African
Genetic."
She smiled up at him slyly. "Think you might stop by
some time for a party?"
"No," he said, holding up his hands. "Last time
I got baked, Christmas went really weird. You've never seen so
many confused children and strippers in your life. Thanks, I'll pass."
She giggled. "Guess I'll just have to lure you back
here with promises of tawdry sex, then."
"Good enough for me." Santa agreed, nodding.
"Oh, I almost forgot;"
He pulled a small but gorgeous animal habitat out of nowhere
and presented it to her. Ginny's eyes widened in shock.
"Oatmeal!" she cried out in delight. Her bearded
dragon was perfectly fine. "How?"
"I might've pocketed him for safe-keeping during the
initial brawl and then handed him off to my elves while you and I were blitzing
around the globe." Santa admitted. "But I promise you he's perfectly
healthy and his new habitat will keep him around for a long time."
There were tears in her eyes as she leaned forward to the
habitat and cooed at her lizard, who instead of darkening and vibrating his
wattles at her, moved up to the glass and licked it, like he was trying to kiss
her.
"I don't know what to say," Ginny choked, trying
not to cry. "All this for me? I'm grateful, but; why?"
"You saved Christmas, silly," Santa replied,
laughing cheerfully as he handed Oatmeal off to an elf for safe keeping.
"How many times do I have to tell you? Virginia, without you, without everything
you've done tonight, Christmas would not have come, no matter how hard I
tried."
He put his hand on her cheek and looked down into her eyes.
"And you have no idea what that means to me;"
Ginny's eyes were shining and her body trembling with emotion
as Santa kissed her again, gently and lovingly. She'd never felt so
appreciated, needed or loved in her entire life. She felt; complete.
The kiss ended and as she drew back from it, she looked
down, her eyes widening in utter shock at what she saw.
There was a beautiful golden ring on her finger.
"Now don't read that the wrong way," Santa said,
giving her a wry smile as she looked up at him in disbelief. "It doesn't
mean we're married. But there's an old Norse tradition where Woden, king of the
gods and Vikings kings after him would give their most beloved retainers gold
rings as a symbol of their esteem for them. That's what you mean to me,
Virginia."
"But it's not just a symbol of my esteem," he
said, taking her hand so they could both look at it. "It's a way to talk
to me, Virginia, to call me if you ever need me. If something's wrong, my elves
can come help. If something's really wrong;"
His next words melted her heart.
"I'll always be there for you, Virginia. No person
living aside from you has one of these. That's how important you are. And I
will always love you."
Ginny was still standing there in a stupor when he turned
his head to look east, which was turning grey with the promise of dawn.
"I'd better get going," he said, making some
gestures and causing the elves to begin packing up their gear to leave.
"It's not like I turn to stone or anything in the light, but I've gotta
get home and start planning for next year, you know?"
She nodded. "I know, you're a busy man, Kris. But do
you; do you think I could ever come; see you?"
He considered for a moment before smiling and nodding.
"I'd like that, Virginia. We'll set something up and you can teach
everyone at the North Pole how to really have a good time. Place gets a little
stale on occasion."
He clasped his hands over hers and kissed her cheek as the
reindeer walked up, pulling his sleigh. She reluctantly released his hands and
watched as the huge man leapt lightly into his ornate vehicle and grinned at
her.
She could barely keep the wonder from her voice. "Are; are
you Woden?" she asked.
"Woden't you like to know!" he laughed loudly,
causing everyone nearby to do likewise at his jest. Even Ginny giggled, hiding
her absurd smile inside the silver-white poof.
She watched as he snapped the reins and the reindeer snorted
and broke into a gallop, rapidly pulling away from the ground. Still rapt,
Ginny waved as the sleigh became a silhouette against the lightening sky.
"Merry Christmas, Virginia!" she heard him call.
"I'll see you again next year!"
Ginny turned and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath and
willing herself not to cry. When she opened them, they were glinting with a
self-satisfaction she rarely felt.
"I saved Christmas," she thought as
she strode back into her house. "Love to see that bitch Suzie
Langston pull that off;"
One year later;
The firm's Christmas party was a riotous success. The
company was ending a banner year with record profits, in no small part due to
the efforts of their newest senior partner and her incredible negotiating
skills. Champagne, wine and schnapps flowed freely and even the office
curmudgeons were having a wonderful time, dancing and celebrating the holiday.
In old man Reese's office, a much more private but equally
riotous party was happening. Ginny was panting and moaning as she squirmed up
and down on Chad's cock while he fucked her cunt. Behind her, Roland from
accounting was shuddering while he braced her by the hips as he pumped his cock
in and out of her tight ass. Lying on top of Chad, yelping like she was being skewered,
was Lily from the secretarial pool, trying not to scream as the strap-on that
Ginny was wearing fucked her hard.
Standing over Chad and Lily was old man Reese, who was
trembling while Ginny sucked hungrily on his cock. She could feel her body shining
with sweat from their exertions, but she knew she would make them all cum,
harder than they ever had before. As brilliant a deal-maker as she'd turned out
to be, it wasn't a patch on how good she was at fucking and making love.
After all, she'd learned from the best.
And she'd also learned a lot about herself in the year
following that fateful Christmas night. True, living with Santa at the North
Pole might have been fun, but now that she was living the future he'd told her
about, she was happy to be right where she was, trembling, covered in sweat,
impaled every possible way upon cocks and about to cum so hard she thought
she'd faint.
She moaned loudly as the orgasm crashed over her, bringing
everyone else along with her. Lily wailed as she came, while Chad and Roland
both shuddered and groaned, pumping their cum into her cunt and her ass
simultaneously. Old man Reese grunted and clasped her hair, hips bucking as he
pumped his offering into her mouth.
Overcum with the bubbling, foaming lust within, Ginny
swallowed hungrily before pressing the boss' cock between her tits and
massaging it eagerly, watching in delight as it continued to pump, glazing her
soft orbs.
"My goodness, Virginia," the old man grunted,
trying to hold himself still. "You're such a naughty girl."
"Oh, no, sir," she purred, kissing at the head of
his cock as it appeared between her tits before looking up at him, eyes
shining, even while she writhed up and down on her lovers below. "No, sir,
I assure you I have it on the highest authority that I'm actually a very good girl;"
~fin~
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