As the door opens you see lisa asleep passed out still dressed in a drunken slumber. A little too much wine you think to yourself as you slowly shut her door. The walk back to your room is far less suspenseful, almost disappointing. You flop back onto your bed now sure you were hoping for something. A snow storm outside your window sets the perfect image of the holidays but disappointment overwhelms you, had you not received everything you wanted for christmas? Rolling onto your back you spot something you had nearly forgetten about, the bells. Crazy to think of that trip to the mall as a wild past memory. Just a memory of a weird event.
Without thinking you slowly reach for the bells. Weird festive memory, jingle the bells. Your finger tips get closer, fondle the bells. The intrusive thoughts are numbed by the sound of falling snow outside. A finger slowly reaches the smooth shiny bell bottom, caress the bells. You trace the cold outline of the bell all the way to the candy cane in the center, lick the cane. Lifting slowly off the bed you open your mouth like an eager baby bird to food, tongue outreached for the sweet cane. Your fingers unnatually unbutton your pajamas, suck the cane. What is happening right now is confusing, these erotic thoughts swim in your head as you pull down your pants. The sweet flavor of peppermint fills your mouth as you slowly let it slip down your throat, call for me.
Jing, you chin hits the bells and a jingle echos in the room.
Thump
You gasp as the loud sound on the roof snaps you out of the trance. The bells jingle as the hit the bed, paniced you stare out the window for what the sound could be. The road outside looks somber and unaffected as snow continues you fall gracefully.
Thump thump thump
Something for sure was on the roof.
Thump, jingle
Whatever it was is now in the living room. Panic fills your mind as you start to wonder if you should cry out for your mom and sisters.
Thump, jingle
Thump, jingle
Thump, jingle
Whoever it was is now heading up the stairs. You sit frozen in terror staring at the door as the footsteps come to a halt. Seconds feel like minutes before the door swings wildly open. A gust of frozen air and snow unnaturally floods into the room accompanied by a distant jingle of sleigh bells. Odd... noone was there you think.
You take long wide mouthed draw on the peppermint cock in your mouth, sucking deeply, naturally as your tongue explores each vein in its trobbing shaft.
A cock!?
You gasp and fall back to find the candy cane was no longer there and instead, a long thick cock of an older women adorned in red and white christmas robes. Hee kind face smiles down on you as you fall to the floor.
"Oh my ho ho ho, im so glad you jingled." She slowly stands from your bed to walk towards the door. Her white curly hair and spectacles flash you back to your mall experience.
This is, mrs. Futa claus.
The robes cover a very busty chest but expose her shoulders, the back sweeps wildly behind her. Her long swinging cock sways with each step above two coal black boots. With a long white glove she presses her finger to ger mouth to sush you, as she slowly closes the door.
"Sit sit my dear, you must be freezing naked on the floor." It was just then you noticed the room was covered in snow. A shiver crawls through your body as mrs. Claus pulls you up but the arms. Her hip splays in one direction rubbing her hard cocks across your back, your body pushed up against soft breasts. "Im so glad you want to be full of christmas spirit dougie but lets sit and talk first."
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