Dirty Santa

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A year it had been, twelve months to the day, when Santa Claus had come in the guise of a babe. I'd filled her stocking, she ate my cookies and milk, It was a wonderous time beneath covers of silk. She was returning soon on this day of Christmas, to give me my gift and 'lift up' my 'spirits'. I awaited Saint 'Nicky', my eyes glittering with delight, as I heard a noise on the roof that sent my penis upright. There was a shuffle and moan, heels click clacking I could hear and before I knew it my present appeared. Though this time she was different, not so tall and lean, in fact her outfit made her look a little mean! Clad in latex and leather, messy hair and quite small, she opened the front door and pushed past me into the hall.

"S-santa?" I muttered, not quite sure what to say as she pulled out a large candy cane and nibbled away. She looked slighty trashy, her figure full bodied, her suit wrinkled and wore. In fact she almost looked like a strumpet, a tart, a whore! She strutted around and placed a hand on her hip, giving me a look that seemed to imply that I better be worth the trip!

"You'll forgive me if I stick to rhyming in verse, I'm changing it up this year and feeling a little perverse! I heard your wishes way up there in the north, you're more interested in thicc chicks, fun-sized and coarse! So fuck me, my stallion, make me scream with delight, ride me hard because I need to work out that stress from last night! Give it to me hard, push me on that window, let's fuck on that wall! I'm not looking for vanilla, so be afraid to rough. Toss me around, be a beast, a gorilla, this body can take it, it's tight and it's tough!" She said, taking a fierce bite from the cane, her eyes narrowing tight as she muttered profane.

Then she threw down the candy and grabbed me with strength unassuming, pulling me down into her breasts all consuming. They were firmer than last, if a bit smaller in size, but that was okay because I clearly didn't mind! She was rough, she was tough, her blond hair scattering apace, tickling my skin, hanging down in my face. She stripped from her getup, her gloves, belt and heels, her bra and her panties, her skin bare to feel. We fell on the floor, her moans loud demanding more and keeping up was slightly a chore. She was hungry and horny, but Oh Mylanta! But I couldn't deny it I really, really liked this new Dirty Santa!