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By Sammy
This story is pure fiction, but a fantasy i had growing up of Santa claus.
I awake from my sleep, being in a new foster home i always struggle to sleep. So it was no surprise I woke up early hours of Christmas morning, as I’d only been here 3 months.
I hear a noise downstairs and allow my curiosity to get the better of me. I know there are only my foster parents and the other foster child in the house (they are a baby and therefore can’t walk about). I here my foster parents sleeping in the room next to mine, so head downstairs. I hear rummaging in the living room as I get to the bottom of the stairs. I open the living room door ever so slightly and the Christmas lights from the window, behind our curtains light up the room enough for me to see a large heavy set man, in his 60s, dressed in a red suit, red hat, and white trim, with a white beard putting gifts in the stockings that are attached to fireplace. I gasp and the figure turns to look at me. Before I can say anything, the fellow has moved across the room faster than most people half his age and pulled me into the, putting his hand over my mouth and closing the door quietly behind me.
My wide eyes looking up at him, with my mouth held shut with his leather glad hand. The man leans down and whispers in my ear, in his thick German accent “shh be quiet Sammy and it will be ok.” I nod and the man removes his hand.
“How did you know my name?” I ask, stood there in my vest and pyjama bottoms. Realising this man is well over 6ft tall, compared to my 4ft10 frame.
“I know all children names.” The stranger replies, winking at me. He turns and it’s then I notice his big red sack by the tree. The man produces a thick book, he flicks through it and stops.
“Ahh, here. Sam E. 13 years of age. No living family. All he wants for Christmas is his own family. ” The man says and looks at me. My jaw drops over.
“Santa claus?!” I state.
“The one and only!” The man replies. Looking back in his book, he pulls a quizzical face.
“Seems you are in between the nice and naughty list.” He says, pausing and turning the page. “Because you like to have sex with older men!” Santa exclaims, looking up at me. I blush, redder than his jacket and look down at my bare feet.
“The elves aren’t sure if what you are doing is naughty because it isn’t legal in your country, but if you are nice because older men are so happy.” Santa says, cupping my chin and raising my face to look me in the eye.
“Maybe I need to experience this first hand to decide.” Santa says and I realise his other hand is rubbing a rather large bulge within his red trousers. I give a cute smile and reach over to the coffee table, grabbing a scrunchy off it and tying my shoulder length red hair back into a ponytail. I then kneel down and place a hand on Santa’s bulge, giving it a little squeeze. Santa moans and undoes his black leather belt, this releases his jacket to reveal a belly and chest covered in white hair. Then his trousers start to fall and I let go of his cock, to allow them to fall completely to the floor. It’s then that I see a rock hard 7″ cock, with a foreskin partially pulled back and big balls covered in white hair. I grab his cock and gently pull back the foreskin to show off his big red head. I look up at Santa, whose big eyes smile down at me. I start to lick around his big head, one hand stroking the shaft as I do and the other now caressing his balls. I move my lips over his head and flick my tongue over his piss hole.
“Hmmm good Sammy, suck Santa’s cock!” Santa tells me. I slowly lower my mouth down his cock and due to my practice over the past year I’m able to go right to the balls without gagging. I then move up and down several times, listening to Santa moan turning me on. I start to wank his meaty shaft, as i lick and suck his head. Santa is tensing up and moaning aloud, so i speed up.
“Oh my god, yes you slut. Swallow my load!” Santa proclaims, grabbing my ponytail, as i feel his cock tense up and his cock start pulsating with his cum into my mouth. I suck his cock head, still wanking his shaft, slower now and swallowing his cum. He has a massive load and what I notice is that Santa’s cum is sweet. It tastes like a candy cane. Never had cum this nice before. I looked up and I noticed his belly does shake like a bowl full of jelly when he cums in my mouth.
“Did i do good, Santa?” I ask, still kneeling and stroking his cock, noticing it is not going flaccid. Santa starts to pull me to my feet and looks at me.
“You started just fine, but I’ve not cum in a long time, so you’ll be wanted for a little longer.” He says, slowly gesturing for me to go towards the sofa. I move towards and sit, as Santa removes his boots and trousers completely.
“Get naked you sexy slut and all 4s with your ass towards me.” Santa tells me. I strip off my vest and my pyjama bottoms. I do as I’m told, my smooth ass pointing towards him. I look over my shoulder and watch Santa grab something out of his giant sack by the tree. As Santa approaches me on the sofa, I see it is lube he has taken from the sack and squeezing into his hand. He stands behind me and starts to rub some lube over my smooth rose bud. He then slowly pushes his finger into my tight ass (I’ve been fucked before, but I’m luckily still tight). I moan out as Santa starts fingering my tight asshole.
“You ready for my cock, in that pussy, bitch?” Santa asks me.
“Hmm yes Santa, I’m desperate for it.” I respond and look over my shoulder at him, smiling. I feel his cock head at my sphincter and I start to relax. As he pushes in, I use the technique I’ve learnt and start to push out. I feel his big cock stretching me open, as my greedy boy cunt starts to swallow his cock. Santa and I both moan in unison as he enters me. He finally is balls deep. Slowly he starts to pull back out to the tip and then pushes back into me. Feeling his cock violate my ass feels amazing, as he hands are gripping my hips. He starts to fuck me, building up speed.
“Hmm fuck me Santa, make me your bitch!” I moan, as i reach a hand under me to stroke my little hard cock as he fucks me. He proceeds to fuck me, as I arch my back and he starts pulling my ponytail. He then pulls out and sits on the sofa next to me. I don’t hang about and squat over the large man’s thighs, lowering my hole on to his meaty cock. I start to ride him, now kissing as we do. His cock rubbing my prostate now, making me super horny for him. I’m licking his hairy chest and nipples as I ride Santa’s big cock now. Both of us in the throws of passion. We are both moaning and I’m getting close, i speed up and Santa is close again. I’m riding his cock, bouncing on it like its my favourite toy. He yanks my hair back, as i feel his cock emptying his second load in me, as I shoot my load over us.
We both sit there panting, as i finally feel his cock get flaccid and drop out my boy pussy. I climb off Santa’s lap and bend down to put my pyjama bottoms on.
“I thought Santa only came once a year?”I joke as pull up my pyjama bottoms, with his cum dribbling down my thighs. Santa smacks my ass.
“Sassy sissy, but you are definitely on my nice list.” Santa replies. I giggle and gather Santa’s trousers. I help dress him, giving his flaccid cock a couple of kisses before I put it back in his trousers. I get his boots and help him get them on. I then pass him his belt, as I sit on floor watching Santa get finally dressed.
“Don’t just sit these, Sammy, get your boots and jacket on. Its cold flying in the sleigh.” Santa declared. I sit and look at him.
“You want a family for Christmas, I’m taking you home with me, back to the north pole. I’ll be your daddy.” Santa proclaims, winking at me. I gasp, smile and jump up, giving him a big hug. I then rush into the hall. Grab my boots and jacket, getting them on as quick as possible. He tells me to get in his sack and I do, realising it is like Dr Who’s tardis, bigger on the inside than the outside. I suddenly feel a rush and then the sack is opened. We are on the roof of my foster house and the sleigh and reindeer are waiting. Santa lifts me out and places me just behind the drivers seat, next to the sack. He takes his seat, cracks the whip and off we fly.
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