Ho ho yes

Of course you do. The fires warmth and the feeling of glee propels you to the fucking of the holidays. Bells jingle as mrs. Claus digs her knees in the bed for traction. As the pressure mounds you feel nothing but deep satisfaction and shiver of joy throughout your body. Your legs tennse and staighten to tighten yourself around the smooth cock slowly plunging itself into you.

"Oh dear no no, a good boy keeps his hole open to give to others." She reaches under your leg, lifts, and hooks it around her waist. "Take deep breathes, allow the christmas spirit in. Breathe with me, ho ho ho."

Ho.

With each deep inhale mrs. Claus pushes heraelf deeper into you sending waves of pleasure tbroughout your body.

Ho.

Another push, her head rubbing against your spot and causing a deep longing for her.

Ho.

With a jingle her you feel her balls tap against your cheeks. Your body screams to you for more, you wiggle and squeeze your anus begging for her to continue. A hand pushes against your chest and mrs. Claus deep inside you rises to a kneeling position. "Now when someone tries to cum down your chimney remember to be vocal, you could write them a thank you card.. or.. scream like the"

Jingle, with her last word she plunges out and into you with ****.

"naughty"

Another deep thrust as your eyes roll back into your head.

boy you are."

Her pace finds rhythm as she fucks you. Each thrust finds a new high, a ripple of pleasure, a deep need to give. Her hips jingle and slap into you over and over, your anus tightening and enhancing each thrust.

"Oh oh oh merry Christmas!" You scream as she continues to fuck you, unable to fully get the works out as she leans in and smothers you with her large breasts. The snow falling isnt noticed anymore as the fire roars to exteme heights.

"Dearly let me show you the true meaning of christmas." With **** she flips.you onto your stomach. Before you can response her hands lift your hips, forcing your face into the comforter. Another thrust and tour grip the bed sheets hard. You never want this to end. Each jingling thrust sends your muffled screams of joy into the bed.

Jingle slap

Jingle slap

Jingle slap

You think about how you wish you could watch what was happening. Almost as if she could read your mind mid thrust her soft warm body pushes you deeper into the bed. Flattening all your limbs before you see a hand place the globe in front of you. It swirls before showing you the present. The view causes a sudden and magnificant pressure in your cock. Mrs. Claus' curving body is pushed on yours, her nude feet pushing into the sheets for traction, as her hips rise high and slam down. The ripple of your ass cheeks match the impact as you head moans with joy. Each thrust challenges your every muscle to not cum. Just as your believe you cant take anymore, mrs. Claus pulls out completely. Her long slender smooth cock takes seconds but stands full mast over your naked bed.

"Now, about those chest nuts." She coos at you.

Your spin wildly on the bed to grab her cock eith both hands. Spinning and jerking her, the natural liquids causing the to slide easily over her smooth shaft. She moans and throws her head back pleased at her work laying in front of her. Each jerk causing a jingle as you aim the growing red head at your chest.

"Remeber Doug, the season is about giving. No matter how big or small, you must always give to others."

The pressure builds in your hands as a stream of sticky warm cum hits your chest.

You wake... was it all a dream? You frantically peer around for the snow, fire.. or anything.. but nothing was there. Disappointment rose in your chest as the realization hit. Mrs. Claus didnt visit you.

Knock knock

Crystal bursts into your room, "hey dork its chrism... hah everyone come quick. Doug had a wet dream!" She rushes out more quickly then she came. You peer down at your soiled pajamas pants embrassed..

Minutees later you joined you family under the tree with fresh clothing. The morning came and went as normal. You got socks, a game console, some books.. but your dream stayed fresh on your mind. As the gifts under the tree vanished and the morning lull started. You sat you lisa your mom on the couch looking disappointed.

"Did you get everyting you wanted doug?" She asked concerned.

You didnt know how to be honest with her, so you just shook your head.

"Well i think theres one more gift over there.. near the fireplace, under the mistletoe." She says with a surprised smirk.

You walk over to it. It reads,

to doug, hope you learned about the meaning of christmas. If you arent naughty, i could still visit if you need. Just jingle my bells and ill be happy to let you feel the north pole.

With trembling hands you ppull the wrapping paper off, open the box and stare into the same snow globe from before. A vision of an older pale busty woman deep inside a young man screaming for joy.

"Hey mom, anyone you know need to deck my halls?"

Happy Holidays all.