A Third Post-Christmas Carol

My apologies for the late upload. I had to recharge from yesterday and slept most of today. Now I'm battling a weird pain in my throat and ear which I hope is just a by-product of hot dry air from the heater constantly running and not me getting sick again. Bleh.

Again, three more uploads this week for you guys as this is also being uploaded to DeviantArt tonight. The next upload won't be tomorrow, but likely on Thursday.

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Twas the day after Christmas

And my heart was aflutter

Today was the day that

I could be called quite the ‘nutter’

Santa was coming, no not like that

No reindeers or sleigh, no cookies or toys

Just me and sexy Santa together

And I’ve been a very good boy

Though I will admit, much to my shame

I’m kinda hoping that this year

I’d like something different, that

Santa is a little bit more tame

Last year she was wild, fierce when she blew

Violent and tough, a tempest, a tart

She wore me hard out, it’s true

I’ve still got the bite marks

Then I heard, like a jingle on the wind

A sigh and a moan, sultry and true

I went to the living room 

To get my first view

“Oh hey baby” The dark goddess declared

Far from the buxom blonde babes of the past

This Santa was ebony, lithe and DAT ASS

“Do you like what I’ve done? Do you like my new hair?”

I stammered I gulped, I reached out with grabby hands

To be batted away by this once former fat man

“Tut tut” She said coyly, a smile on red lips

“Tell me I’m pretty first, make it worth my trip”

I fell to my knees, my legs on the floor

I worshipped her ass, I begged for more

She shimmied and swayed, to and fro

And I felt something in my pants begin to grow

“Oh lover” She purred, dancing here and there

“I know that last year I was a little too…chaotic”

“So I decided this year to be a little more exotic”

Then she slid long fingers to my pants to begin stroking my ’hair’ 

We fell to the floor, our bodies intwined

Her wide curvy hips and soft lips so divine

A giggle, a laugh, a moan of pure pleasure

It all made me hope I could live up to her measure

All of this from a fat man made of magic so pure

To transform into women, flirty, fiesty, demure

This present I enjoyed, my gift for the year

As we fucked and we screwed, as I pounded her rear

A full year of being nice, being good, not so haughty

For a night of pure passion and for being quite...naughty