A Little Christmas Mistake

Each year, after the kids had gone to bed, Steve would sneak into a Santa costume and spread presents throughout the house. It began as a way to one-up his kids after he’d heard them plotting to catch Santa, but it became an annual treat watching them buzz over a glimpse of the big man himself.

He wasn’t about to break a Christmas Eve tradition just because his youngest daughter was eighteen now.

Steve nimbly dodged loose floorboards as he crept from his bedroom to the stairs with nothing but the glow of twinkling Christmas lights to guide him. Once in the kitchen he dutifully bit into the awaiting mince pie and chewed slowly as he eyed the crooked carrot still laid on the plate. Nothing could stop Santa from visiting his house.

“Gotcha,” a voice whispered from behind.

Steve froze, mouth still full, as he heard his youngest daughter’s quiet voice. This was the first time any of his kids had made an effort to actually catch Santa and he couldn’t help but suspect she was trying to spoil the surprise.

He turned and prepared to speak in a deep mock-Santa voice, but before he had chance Lola had leaned past him, grabbed the carrot and placed it between his teeth.

“You can’t tell me I’ve been on the naughty list if you can’t speak,” Lola winked. She was wearing the silk pyjamas they’d bought her last year: the ones he’d moaned about because they barely covered her ass. “I was thinking… maybe I could do some last minute favours to get me onto the nice list?”

Steve cocked an eyebrow at her as his cheeks flushed beneath the nylon beard. Her tone was suggestive and he was beginning to feel he might be overdue to take the carrot from his mouth and correct her.

But when her slim fingers cupped his crotch he couldn’t even think let alone speak.

Lola’s lips curled upwards as she squeezed the hardening shaft in his baggy red trousers. “Santa!” she enthusiastically gasped.

Steve leaned back against the counter as her wrist began to move. The tip of his cock jolted as shame and ecstasy stroked his shaft.

“See, Santa, I’m a good girl,” Lola bit her lip, then she slid manicured fingers beneath the elastic waistband.

Steve grunted as soft, warm fingers slid over the tip of his cock, pulling his foreskin down. With each downwards stroke Lola spread more of his pre-cum across his shaft and still he didn’t stop her. He stared down at his daughter’s hand in a daze and willed himself to say something. Just one word would be enough for her to recognise his voice.

But then he heard her giggling cheekily as she yanked the red trousers down to his ankles. Cool air spread up his thighs, weaving through coarse black hairs. His cheeks flushed once more as he caught a glimpse of his daughter staring excitedly at the veiny, downwards curving shaft of his cock like she’d just unwrapped a new toy.

“You really can make a girl’s wishes come true,” Lola giggled as she wrapped both hands around Steve’s cock. She stared into his eyes as she jerked him and he was sure she would recognise him, but her expression didn’t change. “You like that, huh Santa?”

Steve grunted in response. He really, really shouldn’t have liked it, but he fucking did. She held him with a loose grip as she rubbed, her hands gliding with the help of the thick liquid leaking from the tip of his cock.

“Would it be naughty if I wanted a taste?”

Steve looked up to see Lola staring inquisitively into his eyes. Now was his chance to nod, to tell her it would be wrong.

Instead his head shook. And then she dropped to her knees.

Before he knew what he’d done his cock was in her mouth.

Any blowjob would have Steve throwing his head back and sighing in relief it had been that long, but not this one. This one had him staring down, watching closely as his daughters pink lips stretched around him and his cock disappeared into her mouth. He moaned as her wet tongue pressed against him, her warm mouth embracing him. With each pull back she left a glistening trail of spit and lip gloss, which disappeared again as she swallowed him.

“Do you think I can fit it all in?” She asked as her hand squelched around his cock.

Steve shrugged and placed a hand against the back of her head. Lola took the hint and allowed him back into her mouth, this time taking him all the way to the back of her throat. Steve felt her tense but she didn’t relent, not even as he began to thrust.

*Good girl* he thought as he listened to the faint slap of his balls against her chin. She was calmly breathing through her nose as he fucked a trail of drool out of her mouth and onto the silk of her pyjamas.

Steve began to grunt around the carrot as he felt the unexpected rush of ecstasy. He wasn’t ready to cum yet, but there was no stopping this. He throbbed and twitched as thick ropes flooded his daughter’s mouth.

“Santa!” Lola slapped his cock once he finally let her go, her other hand wiping cum from around her mouth.

Steve panted and shrugged again. Lola smirked as she sat herself on the counter beside him and as she did he saw her silk shorts fall to the ground.

“Oops,” she shrugged. “Oops,” she repeated as she shrugged her top off.

Steve stared in disbelief at his daughters pink nipples. For the first time in a while his cock was aching for a second round attention.

“I got a little wax for you,” Lola smiled and spread her thighs.

Steve pushed himself off the counter and turned to see his daughter’s gift to him. Between her legs was a neat, pale mound topped with a slim strip of brown hair. Lola slid two fingers and parted her lips and Steve found himself crouching for a better view of the glistening, pink flesh.

“Do you like it?” she asked, and he nodded. “Will you play with it?”

Steve crawled forward and took the carrot from his mouth. She’d just swallowed the biggest load he’d shot in months. If he didn’t play with her he’d be a jerk. He could see her breasts rise and fall as she waited eagerly for the feel of him against her skin but he wasn’t prepared to give her what she wanted yet. Instead Steve took the carrot she’d so smugly gagged him with and slid it between the folds of her crotch.

Lola gasped and groaned as he delicately pressed the thickest end of the carrot against her hole. Her pussy stretched and the carrot began to slide in, and as he saw the tip disappear Steve pulled back.

“Aw,” Lola frowned, but her expression softened as he repeated the motion, this time pressing a little deeper. “Keep going,” she begged as she stared down at the vegetable with her hips rocking.

Once he knew he had her body aching for more Steve pulled the carrot away and placed it into his mouth, his cock jerking as he sucked in the first taste of his daughter’s hole.

He didn’t even have time to drop the carrot before fingers tangled into his hair and pulled his face against her. Her smell almost caused his brain to short-fuse as his lips were pressed against the warmth between her thighs. Steve didn’t even need to think about it as his tongue began to flick over the pussy in front of him, it was just instinct. It was also instinct for him to grab his daughter’s ass to pull her closer as her hips raised from the counter. It was a natural reaction for his cock to drip onto the kitchen floor as he felt her quiver and flood his face.

When he finally pulled away the nylon beard was stuck to his face with a mix of spit and cum. Lola’s chest heaved as two fingers slowly circled her pussy. A lustful daze washed over her face as she stared at Steve’s throbbing cock.

“Fuck me,” she whimpered softly.

An hour ago Steve would have been sick at the thought of his daughter begging him to fuck her, but right then he walked towards her like he was back in college and she was just another conquest. Steve stood with the tip of his cock barely an inch from his daughter’s pussy as he shrugged the red jacket from his shoulders. Lola’s fingers slid through the hairs on his chest as they travelled towards his sides, and then gripped firmly around his ass.

“C’mon, Santa,” Lola purred as she pulled him closer.

Steve’s cock slid against her pussy, his thick shaft spreading the lips as his tip pressed against her clit. Lola moaned softly and then used her right hand to push his cock down.

“Just let it slide in,” she whispered.

*Just let it slide in*, he repeated in his mind as her fingers pushed him to the point of no return. Her pussy was so soaked that the tip of his cock disappeared without a single thrust. *Fuck*, he said to himself as he felt the soft, hot flesh of Lola’s pussy squeeze the tip of his cock. He groaned a little louder as he fell into her, his shaft sinking completely into her hole.

“Fuck me,” she begged.

He knew if he lifted his head to look at her his cock would explode, so without lifting his head Steve obliged. He breathed into her neck as he began to thrust into her with all the speed he could muster. He felt Lola’s legs wrap around his body and her hands paw at his ass as he pounded her pussy. She moaned softly as the sound of his balls slapping against her ass filled the kitchen.

“Oooh,” she squealed as her pussy squeezed his cock. “Don’t stop, daddy.”

Steve had to beg himself not to cum as he heard the words. He grunted and clenched his jaw as he fucked his daughter through her orgasm, and once he felt the wave of pleasure subside he allowed himself to relax. “I won’t, baby girl,” he whispered into her ear.

Lola pushed against his chest and Steve let himself be guided by her. He gripped her hips to balance himself as her hands grabbed either side of his face.

“Fuck me,” she moaned as she stared into his eyes.

Steve’s face contorted as he tenaciously pounded every inch of himself into his daughter at a speed great enough to have his heart thumping in his chest. He knew the exhaustion was worth it as he watched her mouth fall open from silent gasps as she stared down at his cock stretching her open.

“Daddy,” she gasped.

“Baby,” he whispered.

“I feel like I’m going to explode.”

“Me too, baby girl. Let it happen.”

Her body began to shudder as the next orgasm took control. As her eyes turned to white she whispered the words Steve never thought he’d hear. “Fill my pussy, please.”

Steve didn’t need any more encouragement. She’d crossed the boundary and his cock was beyond control. As her pussy twitched and tightened his shaft pulsed and throbbed. Moments later he was pressed into her neck as a second load of hot cum shot from the tip of his cock and flooded his daughter’s pussy.

With Steve’s cock still inside Lola the two laid for a moment to catch their breath. He wondered if he was dreaming and he might wake up any moment to find it was Christmas Eve once more, but Steve knew the feeling of cum leaking onto his balls was too real.

“Merry Christmas, daddy,” Lola whispered into his ear as her hips began to rotate.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kh1uws/a_little_christmas_mistake