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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Something about Santa role play..inspires me to write! I hope you enjoy my latest story, mused from my first xmas shop of the season.
For my work Xmas costume party, I decided to dress as a saucy elf - red heels, stripey stockings, green/ gold velvet corset, red lacy thong & green velvet floaty little skirt, little hat atop my curls & red lipstick. On arrival, I ditched my warm winter coat & decided to mingle. In costume it was so hard to tell who was who - colleagues I barely knew to start with, now totally lost among the red, green, gold & glitter. Santa appeared beside me with a booming deep hohoho to the room... So rich in sound, I got a little pussy flutter, gasped at the unexpected moisture. It had been too long. Only to my surprise, he heard me, turned to look over me head to toe while I suddenly felt my mouth go dry. Then our eyes locked for an intense moment. His dark eyes hard, nostrils flared, before he turned away to acknowledge the others who had come to greet him. I could see his broad shoulders flex under his Santa suit, felt totally overwhelmed, so I retreated. Stumbled in my heels, as I went to scoop up a glass of mulled wine punch. Decided I'd be safer to wander down a corridor to an empty office & compose myself. I could see the sleet & snow falling through the window, I crossed the room to watch it, feeling it soothing my flustered mind. Suddenly the door closed, with a loud click in the silence... I spun around to see Santa facing me, back to the door, staring at me, hands fisted. The silence was so loaded, him refusing to speak, me afraid to. He stepped forward, I trembled, he noticed with his intense gaze, burning over me. I could feel my nipples turn to hard pebbles, chest heaving, cleavage swelling visibly over the rim of my corset. My lacy thong totally soaked in the unplanned anxiety mixed up with dark lust. He saw it all, every detail...yet turned & strode purposefully to the desk chair, I breathed out loud from the moments reprieve. He sat, eyes back on me, through me, pointed to the floor at my feet and barked kneel. I was dropping to my knees before I realised what I was doing, his deep command resonating unconsiously. As soon as I was down, he curled his finger and said come. I froze, my head & heart at war - battling the fact that I had no idea who he was other than a broad, sexy man, no name.. Yet I felt like such a naughty elf, on my knees. Could I really do this, be brave & reckless? Oh f*ck it, I thought, I was feeling him, alone, it was Xmas... I crawled to his feet, my ass swaying. His stare was unwavering, my body melting under it. I slowly, reached a shaky hand up his thigh, my nails running up towards his crotch & the growing buldge I could see. He unbuckled then gripped the arms of the chair hard. His voice growling 'take it out, make me harder so when I fuck you, you'll feel it for days'. My nerves skittered but the desire to please in me was so fiercely stoked.. I unzipped him slowly, clumsy fingers, then reached in to free him, went to work on him. Lapped & worshipped his tip, licking up the precum he had for me. Slowly sucking him into my hot mouth, sucking/blowing down his length, over his head. Tasting him - my unknown Santa - getting firmer and faster. Feeling his delicious dick get harder in my mouth. D*unk with lust on hearing his groans. He reached down, tugged my boobs out of my corset, plucked my dark nipples hard making me gasp on his cock. Then he moved so fast, hooked my armpits to pull me up sitting me in his lap, my legs over his. His cock/balls nestled against my soaked lacy thong, while he suckled & tormented my sensitive nipples, cupping my boobs, making me squirm and wriggle on his lap as he's so merciless. 'Oh f*ck'I gasp as I feel his head there, kissing my wet pussy - I've wriggled right over him, my thong brushed to the side. I freeze in shock, panicked logical thoughts racing. My hands go up to his shoulders to push him away...but in the same second of him feeling my pussy, as I was feeling his cock, his hands cup my bare ass cheeks under my skirt and yank me down. I moan so loud, feeling him stretch & fill me so full. He stills, up me balls deep but still.. He kisses me then, a deep, sensual, smoking kiss, tongues too. Fucking my mind the way he fucked my body. It makes me a pile of mush in his lap, my pussy clenching on his cock, him flexing it up into me in response. Then he slowly lifts me up his shaft, til just the tip is in, drops me onto him. Again, and again. Never stopping, only getting faster. 'Tell me you want this, that its on your christmas list' he states. 'I want it, Santa' I manage before I'm lost, riding my nameless Santa, moaning building up my orgasm with his firm, relentless pace. His eyes drinking in my view. Watching my tits bounce at his control, his movements. He pulls my ass cheeks apart, making me take more of him, spanks them, feeling my body respond around his dick. Tells me what a Sinfully naughty elf I am, his to take, making me cum all over him, the words my undoing. He holds me down, fucks up into me hard, keeping my orgasm going in waves as he builds his own, using my body for his pleasure now. Sucking my nipple hard as he spanks my other boob, my ass, repeatedly. 'Tell me you want my cum present' he growls in my ear, 'tell me!' ... 'Oh yes Santa, yes please' I gasp, my face buried in his neck, as he explodes up me, getting my unknown Santa's cum present, gifted deep up me. He holds my ass making me take it all, every drop spent, before he kisses me deeply. I then whisper 'Merry Christmas' ...!!! xo |
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thanks all xo
