Giving

"Sugar plum i'm so sorry about the peppermint after taste, I guess i should of warned you about how the bells and cane work." She sits you down on the bed taking a seat directly next to you. Your eyes remain locked on her long cock, saliva starting to swell up in your mouth.. you yearn to taste it.. feel it.. mrs. Claus notices your gaze and with a surprised jump speaks, "oh dearie sorry, such a distraction." Her white gloved hand reaches inside her cleavage and procures a long red and green ribbon. With a shocking frinese she places her bulbous balls into a holiday baggie and wraps a large gift bow on the base of her shaft. Transfixed on her action you miss when the next part started because out of nowhere she places it all in a large gift box and wrapped it shut.

The whole action was incredibly quick and skillful. "Wow.. that was crazy." You tell her surprised.

She laughs heartiedly, "years of experience, you havent seen anything yet. Now." Her voice sombers, "im here to talk about giving. Youve been rather naughty this year and havent thought much of others. I want to show you how much giving can effect others doug."

You dont feel this is a fair assessment, youve been on tv. Given plenty in your opinion. "I gave plenty on the tv show.. i think thats a bit unfair." You tell her.

"Hmm that wasnt the spirit of giving doug. Money, fame, noteriety. Thats not the reason to give." Her brow shows concern that you didnt understand this. She snaps her fingers with a glorious enlightened look on her wrinkles rosey face, before diving into her gift sack. After a few moments of digging she pulls out a large crystal snow globe. "The visions of past present and future!" As she speaks the globe starts to show a clear vision, the past.

"What is this!?"

Mrs. Claus speaks as the vision plays. "This is the past doug." A familar room comes into view.

"Ashley?" You ask confused. "What did i do to Ashley?"

The snow globe zooms into her bedroom fruious motion comes more clear with each second. Ashleys is laying on the bed her naked body writhing along the sheets, every tan curve now imprinted in your mind and as she moans pumping away on her large cock. You blush and try to avert your eyes at your good friend masterbaiting, the guilt that you could see and she has no idea overwhelming your sense of shame. You cant though, her cock is mezmerizing.. who knew ashley looks like this under it all.

"Oh doug yes! Fuck my cock!" Ashley moans into the dark room causing you to blush harder. Her hand moves shiftly up her straight smooth young cock vigorously.

"What what.. does this have to do with giving?" You splutter to mrs. Claus, painfully aware of the blood rushing to your own penis.

"Oh doug! Im so glad you gave me your virginity!" Ashley moans louder her eyes closed in ecstatic glee, each stroke of her cock sending another bolt of fantasy. You want to feel her so badly. As you reach out to the globe the snow swirls and the vision fades.

"Ashley, your friend, has always wished to be the one to enter you first." Mrs. Claus speaks very kindly but sternly. "I believe she wished for it from santa several years in a row." A somber look replaces her kind face, "unfortunately she had to watch not once but twice on the tv and internet as you just let pornstars have a taste before a caring friend."

"I didnt know any of that.." you reply slightly regretting the past. Upon acceptance the globe swirls again, this time a lavish room is the center.

This room you dont recognize, an array of picture frames holding degrees and achievements dominate the decor.

"The present now doug." Mrs. claus says with the kindness returning to her inflection. "The of one ms. Karens physiologists office. Listen in."

You see an unknow person in a chair, her hair in a tight bun she speaks to the other while tapping away on her notes. "Why have you given up karen? Is there no chance for a sex life?"

She speaks to a woman you slightly recognize, her red hair and curves youve seen once before. "My husband doesnt want me.. no one does. For a glorious moment i had a young man interested. I was going to fuck him so hard, he made me feel like a dominate queen. Id have him sucking my cock dry... but he never showed. I waited for hours at the mall.. and he never came. Im not worth having."

The snow globe swirled again and the vision was gone. Karens life is so bad now shes at therapy on christmas eve. Your frown tells mrs. Claus that you fully understand.

"And.. what about the future?" You ask timidly.

Mrs. Claus lets out a big sigh before speaking, "doug, filling others with the holiday cheer and love that makes another persons life wonderful is the best gift anyone can give. You have a chance to write your own future and im here to help." The globe swirls one more time.

Twump twump gulp gulp

This time your room comes into view, three bodies intertwine in ecstacy. On the bed the unmistakable red hair of karen flows over your pillow. Her naked body writhing from the waist down unable to control the glorious look of glee on her face as she strengthens her grip on the hips driving into her long cock. "Oh my god, did you teach him how to buck and fuck like this!?"

Another familar busty naked figure of ashley stands over the other two clawing at her face with joy. She stares enthralled at the long deep throat bobing of a pair of lips, sucking on her own cock. "No never! I dont know who taught him to do any of this!"

The third body grinding thier ass into karens pelvis and forcing ashleys cock down their throat is... you. Karen and ashley toghten up, clenching to nearby objects as the scene fades with the unmistakable sound of orgasms.

You have never been so turned on in your life. The snow in the room continues to magically fall and you are finally aware of how cold you truly are. "Is is this.. really the future?"

Mrs. Claus smiles down at you, "it can be. You just have to learn to be giving. Every futa deserves love," she takes your chin with her white gloved hand, "let me show you how." Your mouth goes completely dry. "Would you like to unwrap your gift here or maybe on my sleigh?"