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By *ty31 OP Man
over a year ago
NW London |
T’was the night before Christmas and the house lay in silence
Only the light of some candles shone against the darkness
Not a creature in the home was stirring
Except for the wife whose vibrator was whirring
Preparing for Christmas, it had been a long and stressful day
Now there she was playing with herself, legs open up on the pouffe
What she needed now was to make time for herself and rest
As her fingers traced her nipple, hand cupping her ample breast
Other hand working the toy, moving it in and moving it out
Electricity rising in her skin, feeling pleasure throughout
Her gentle moans and groans rose slightly above the quiet
Resting and rubbing the toy against her clit, her body was a riot
Upstairs in bed the husband was fast asleep and snoring
She thought he was getting on a bit and was really quite boring
She reminisced on her younger days
When he was virile and always ready to play
She just wished his libido would return
So that they could be dirty together again
Oh they were kinky in oh so many ways
Climaxing she rubbed her hands up and down her silky negligee
And didn’t hear the thud on the roof as Santa landed his sleigh
He was another one who was pissed off and having such a busy day
Mrs Claus had been having a moan and wouldn’t stop calling him a git
He was running late on his rounds and his reindeer all had the shits
It was all her fault- Mrs Claus’ curry had been a bit rotten
All day Santa himself had felt a trembling in his bottom
Earlier he broken with protocol, his stomach feeling iffy
Needing to take a crap, doing it down somebody’s chimney
Now though he was feeling better and a tiny bit randy
That was mainly thanks to copious amounts of brandy
As well as the rest of the booze consumed on the journey
Now he had to try and get down another bloody chimney
He pushed and struggled sucking in his big belly
Landing in the room with a crash, knocking over the telly
As he slowly rose to his feet Santa could not believe his eyes
Before him was much better than the brandy and mince pies
Looking up from her jilling and seeing the intruder
Her thoughts started to become ruder and ruder
Oh I’ve been a bad girl, let me sit on your knee Saint Nick
With that she took his trousers down and was sucking on his dick
Taking him deepthroat, reaching around and groping his butt cheeks
This hadn’t happened to him in a while, it made his knees go a bit weak
She stopped her sucking before he could explode
And straddling his member like a cowgirl she rode
Bouncing up and down, grinding on his member
He was grinning, a better Christmas he couldn’t remember
The sounds of their lovemaking awoke husband from his slumber
Coming downstairs in his Y fronts, a bulge like a cucumber
He got a shock when he walked in, there was Father Christmas
Here in person on the sofa, shagging his missus
Seeing this scene made something in hubby tick
Removing his pants exposing his willy long, hard and thick
He placed his strong hands on his wife’s hips with a grin
Sliding his cock into her back door, the threesome did begin
Through her body now she felt a sensation
Oh how she loved a bit of double penetration
On the sofa the three of them were entwined
Wife getting fucked from the front and from behind
The movements were too much, forth and then back
Father Christmas couldn’t help emptying his sack
As a load of jizz he did blow
Letting out a hearty HO HO HO!
Rolling over he wiped his knob off on a hanging stocking
But wife wasn’t done yet, an opportunity was knocking
Reaching into her bag, determined to teach him a lesson
Pulling out what she called a weapon of ass destruction
Santa saw what she had and got a shock
It was a strap on with a massive rubber cock
He gulped; this was all a big surprise
How was that thing supposed to fit inside
She pushed his face hard into the sofa, she really was in charge
Santa tried to resist but it was no use- she was really quite large
Giving up the struggle he braced himself and assumed the position
Inserting all the way he really wished she’d bothered with lubrication
He began to moan and groan with shock and pleasure
Wife thrusting away, dominating him at her leisure
Worried that the kids would wake from the noises coming from the couch
Hubby took a ball gag from the cupboard and shoved it in Santa’s mouth
Wife fucked him harder and harder, she was like a rider
She forced him firmly into a position she called Piledriver
Thrusting her hips pushing the strap on in deep
Thanks to the gag the kids remained fast asleep
Outside the house, snow was beginning to fall thick and fast
Inside hubby grabbed a paddle and was beating Santa’s bare arse
Wife was pulling on Santa’s beard telling that he was now her slave
She was bound to be on the naughty list for the rest of her days
Finally she finished up, let him go and withdrew
Santa did a huge fart and to his horror followed through
But not to worry, he was almost in a state of bliss
The wife on the other hand badly needed a piss
Seeing him prone on the floor knackered from the sexual pace
She squatted over releasing her bladder all over Santa’s face
Opening his mouth he drank it in
Thinking mmmmm tastes like gin
Hubby was still feeling horny at this display
He took his wife and they were at it, missionary
Something had happened, Christmas magic was occurring
Hubby’s mojo had come back, his sex drive fast returning
Santa knew it was time to leave this scene of destruction
Pausing briefly to wipe the piss and shit on a curtain
Making his way back onto the roof and needing some Famous Grouse
He was wondering just how to explain all these marks to his spouse
On the roof Rudolph said “Oh with your bum cheeks glowing so bright”
“Oh Santa perhaps it should be you who guides the sleigh tonight”
As the sleigh finally climbed and departed into the air
Santa couldn’t wait to return to this house next year
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