“High temperature today is two degrees. If you ask me I would say that there is a warm wind blowing across the tundra. The low temperature for tonight is at negative thirty five with a good possibility of snow” the radio barely received the weather report. “Ah, the life above the arctic circle” as my gloves hand reached for the handle cutting the radio off mid sentence. “What they don’t know” feeling the laugh growing in my stomach. I stood outside my truck, pushing the door shut. It is true that this “warm” day is quite unusual for this time of year. And with that I let the laugh roll out of my gut with gusto! “HoHoHo” seemed to echo across the tundra as I stared at my Whore Dear barn and stable.
Now I know what you are thinking. “They are reindeer not some little tramps. And where are the elves? Aren’t they supposed to be the ones taking care of your ride?” Well, yes and yes if you believe the rumor that was spread so long ago about me and my, Um, annual stops. Bringing toys to the deserving and leaving rods for the bad. But one little tincy thing.
Hefting the barn door open just wide enough for me to squeeze through. “It is time that you, my faithful reader learn the truth behind Santa Claus. It is true that I only make my appearance one night a year. That I sprung from house to house sliding down the chimneys of so many homes. Good girl Vixen” the sound of metal teeth seemed to echo in this large great room attracting all my naughty little deer’s ears.
Taking a deep breath of the spiced scent that wafted through the air. The feel of her hand as it closed on my chimney was something that I had been dreaming of. With a tug my chimney was freed from its prison.
Emergency Sex Technician: Xxxmas
“What is your secret Santa” I cooed looking up at him from under his dick. “Your chimney seems…” I just could not help myself. My hand fell between my legs. Feeling my nice little wet cunt as my eyes lusted over his broad cock. “I, I…” was as far as I got. My own body forced me down on that huge cock. Inhaling, the feel of his spongy head as it cleared my lips. The urge to bite down was being shoved to the back of my mind. My ruby red lips now slide down onto his chimney.
Only getting about half way down. Being as how this is my first time being his newest whore Deer or the fact that I have not ever been on the receiving end of such a large bulbous cock had got me so, sOoo… “Mmm Mmmm” my lips retreated super fast while my fingers closed around my clit. Gripping that little piece of skin and give.. it, it a… tug!
I could feel my orgasm forming instantly as I held onto his cock. The feel of my stable mates hands on my body. Touching, feeling every part that was not covered by my deep red and white leather lingerie. Even as their hands pawed at my chest, pulled at my breasts! My basic instinct was to cum and cum hard! “Ooooh Santa!” I screamed but by that time it was too late! Stuffing my fingers into my tight cunt. Going from my usual of two to three in an instant. My walls were forced to expand, this only added to my… “Ooooh yes Ooo Ooooh fuckkk!” I, I.. failed. Putting my own Orgasm ahead of his. Ahead of Santa’s and now I stared at that chimney as it passed me. It passed me and my dribbling pussy! The shock of it, the utter shock of me pounding on my own flesh with him and his loyal whore Deer’s getting jiggy with him!
Acting like we, Donner and I, Blitzen, were pulling his slay. The feel of the cord around my neck. The smell of leather which is something that we always had but on days like this for some reason the scent wafted through the air even more than the sweet smell of cum that waited on everybody’s mind. Feeling my tits jiggle with each step I made. Leaning forward to get the choking feeling that just drove me wild!
“Blitzen, hey Blitzen” shooting her a look. I am all into this slave and master thing but not choking, nothing like Blitzen. Watch her face go from the pale color to a shade of red that I only see when Santa Claus comes to visit. Closing my eyes just for a second. That sight, that overwhelming sensation of seeing Blitzen choke herself over the big guy just had my pussy on the verge of cuming!
Launching myself on Blitzen. Giving into my biggest fear of me going totally lesbo and disrupting this simple task of guiding our Master to his throne. Tackling her right there. Planting that pretty little face into the plush red carpeting that lined our stables. Spreading those golden globes. Inhaling the musk scent that wafted up from her moist crack. Plugging my tongue so deep into that tight little hole! I came, right there. I came so hard that I had to follow up with my fingers. Rubbing and plunging into my own pussy. Pulling on the hair down there! Pulling so hard that my breath was caught in my throat!
“Ok, ok here we go. I only have two choices. The first to rub harder. To give into my passion and force myself to cream. Or” smelling the sweet smell of a cum filled cunt. “Or tease her little clit. Tease it with my tongue. Lick it. Lick it so, sOoo gOood till…” One thing led to another and my hips bucked! Bucked so good that I drove my tongue back into Blitzen’s tight little cunt! “All I want for Xxxmas is a strap on dildo” played in my mind while humping the air with my fingers while my tongue was lapping up Blitzen’s sweet little hole.
Feeling the tackle. Feeling it so deep in my soul. Even as Donner’s tongue flicked my clit! I know this is so wrong. I mean just a little further and then weeee… “Oh Donner” trembled from my mouth. “How I want your mouth to tOoo” what the fuck am I saying? “Oh Ohh Donner” I panted! My own world was now twittering on the edge of paradise! “Oh Ohh Donner, please” by the time I got to the second moan it was too late. Pressing my hand on the back of her head. Forcing that little slut to lick my fucking cunt! Forcing her to drink my cum… Wait? Cum. Cum! “Oh Ohh Ooooh my fuckkk” trembled from my lips as my hips slammed back, as my cunt wanted to take her whole head right into its hole. “Ooooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss” finally losing it and cuming so hard into Donner’s mouth!
Watching as two of my Whore Dear were fucking each other. Watching this spectacle while I side stepped their lesbian encounter. Watching them as my chimney only grew harder. “Damn” I whispered even glancing back at the entrance to their barn and seeing Vixen still pounding on her tight pussy. When something caught my eye. Turning to see Dancer, my pride and joy of last year’s Xxxmas run. Looking hazily at that tight little body. “No Dancer had nothing up top but those moves, holy fuck, those moves” as I blinked my mind raced back to when I found her.
“Sadie? Sadie, Sadie, Sadie” Ah, my eyes found her on my list. “Such a naughty girl ” I mused. “Working in a strip club” it took me a few minutes before the name struck me. “The Xxxcalibur, what a waist for such raw talent” even though as I passed the bouncer. A meaty fellow, Jerry, if I am not mistaken. I flipped him a coin, that always works now days, I wonder why? They are nothing more than gold and silver, pure as a newly driven snow. But that got me in to the Xxxcalibur. Looking at my watch noting the time, eleven pm.
“Put you hands together for Sadie! May she prance her way into your hearts” the club manager said. Richard was his name but everyone who worked in this club called him Dick and I could see why. His name was on the coal list, as it had been for, for… “Wow, I don’t think this guy has ever been on the good side” I sighed taking a seat right next to the stage.
Placing my order for a blonde with a whiskey chaser. I stretched out to see what Sadie had and to see if she has been a good girl. The music started with a slow grinding number. “A classic” but what got me is the way she had appeared. Not coming from backstage nor popping up through a trap door. No, no. But sliding down the stripper pole up side down. Her legs, now I am not one for sexy legs. I am more of a breast and a booty man myself but to see the way Sadie held the splits. From the top of the twenty foot pole all the way to the bottom definitely had my attention. Watching her go hand over hand, still keeping her body upright and in the splits. She had me panting without ever me touching.
Shifting my junk in my pants. Trying not to look like I had a boner just for her but that was impossible. When the waitress returned with my drink, whiskey straight, I asked her how much a lap dance for Sadie is. She laughed and nodded over towards the bullpen.
“Ask Mr. Dick, he will tell you.” Scoffing as she walked away.
Heller, was his name who put a hand against my chest to stop me. “Now if you don’t want to be put on the naughty list I suggest” looking at his hand on my chest as I halted in my tracks. Before he could speak I started. “Name is Santa and I want to speak with Richard.”
Giving this “Santa” a looking over. “You don’t look like a Mexican, Santa” I queried. “Now why would I let you think about talking to Mr. Dick?”
A very nice colored man with impeccable threads and I know he was just doing his job. But… “Would you like a piece of coal this year or would you like a more specialized gift, a blow up doll” having already read his mind and knowing just what he wanted for Xxxmas.
“All right, Mr. Dick is sitting over there. Don’t do anything that I would find offensive” with that I waved him by. “How in the fuck could he know what I wanted for Xxxmas?” This question slipped out of my mouth though on the down low.
“Mr. Richard or can I call you Dick? I was directed over here by Barbara. She said to talk to you about a lap dance from a certain performer” ending this with the quizzical look on my face.
Taking a big hit from my stogie. Blowing the smoke back in this man’s face. “First off how did you get back here? And second, why in the hell would I talk to you in the first place?” My temper was growing short but the only reason why I did not have Heller throw him out of my club cuz he had a suit on. A black and red suit that I found slightly arousing. “What is this bitches name?” Now let’s see if he is actually paying attention or just playing with himself.
“Sadie, Sadie March. And she was just up on stage dancing her booty off” I said without a moment of hesitation. “So what do you say Mr. Richard, Dick” spreading my hands and waiting for his answer.
“Okay slim” I called Santa that cuz of his slender build not because he was fat, which actually surprised me. “I will tell you what. If you are willing to pay, Um, let’s say a grand then she is all yours for the hour” stopping cuz I liked that suit of his. “And tell me the name of your tailor so I can get me a suit like that.” Puffing on my stogie I waited to see his ass leave my personal space.
“Okay, my tailor’s name is Johnowitz. A handy man that knows how to take your measurements and craft you the perfect suit. And you said a grand, right? Now that would be a piano or money?”
Laughing, I was actually laughing at this character. “Slim, either would do but seeing as how there is no way for you to produce a grand piano I would say money or the door” my voice getting a little irritated with this conversation.
“Ah, a debt collector. Alright” pulling a wad of bills from my pocket. “Now you said a thousand so” with a flick there was a grand sitting on the table. “You can call me lucky or Santa but not slim, Dick” shooting him a challenging grimace.
“She is waiting in the room with the stage at the end of the hall” not wanting to laugh at this character but that wad of cash is going to be mine in about five minutes.
Watching him leave my personal space, I called Heller over to my table. “Why don’t you and Jerry go and wait for our dear guest to be ejected from this place of business and mug him of all of his money” this was not a suggestion, this was an order.
“Barbara was it, yes. This is super nice to escort me to the room. And I will be sure to remember you… Frostbite!” As the backdoor slammed shut. “Great, perhaps, yes, perhaps Barbara made a mistake and these two shadowy gentlemen are here to escort me back into the building. Come out, I see you standing in the shadows.” I said to these two bouncers who were totally carrying out Mr. Richard’s orders. Now I am not one to cause anybody to get put on the naughty list but if the circumstances are right then.
“Boys, boys! I am over here. Now if you really want to get a hold star next to your name” apparently these two are not the brightest bulbs in the box. “Ah boys. Yeah, I am standing right here. Then how about an escort back in through those double doors.” One more flash and they are staring into each other’s eyes, with their arms around each other in a warm embrace. “Now that we are all friends again, how about it?”
Standing here dusting off my suit jacket. “You two are on the coal list for this year. Let’s hope that next year you will be on the nice list.” Leaving them bound in the alleyway just like how Dick wanted me to be.
“Are you dressed appropriately” was my only question as I opened the door to the locker room. “Now I know what you are planning on doing but, just listen to me and I will be gone” I said with my hands in my pockets. Of course seeing this woman standing in front of me made the space between us grow a little shorter. As I shifted the bulge in my pants became so obvious. “I would like to offer you a job working for me as one of my deer. I know that you must like people and showing off your clearly athletic build, tight body and tighter” even though her pussy was clothes my eyes still had closed in on that juicy phat cunt that she was contemplating my offer over.
“Now when you say job how long do you think this job will take?” I asked this, this… Santa? Is this Santa Claus the pinnacle of my childhood. “Wow, wait just a minute” feeling my knees getting weak I just had to sit down. “This, this is Santa, Santa Claus and his…”
“Nine Whore Deer” I winked back at her. Letting some of my magic sparkle in the dank backroom. “I am looking for Dancer and you my dear fit the part. Sadie March would you accept my offer or would you rather be left in the dust by that despicable man, Mr. Dick?” My hand is out reached just waiting for her to take it. “All you have to do is mount me to sign this contract.” Now she had closed the gap. Now she was playing with my chimney through my pants.
“How much does it pay?” Somehow I always ask this question but the feel of him. The stretch that my delicate pussy is feeling! My hips started to quake and I have not even slipped past his head yet… “Ooo Oh Ooo fuckkk” I whispered into his ear. “Your cock just fills me up. Fills my tight little cunt and…” I do not even know if my eyes were closed but the O that ripped through me! “OooohOooohOooohOoooh!”
The feel of his cock. Of his monster of a cock was, yeah totally, out of this world. I mean who could allow such a tight little cunt to bore down on that thing that Santa’s packing. The length, the girth, my own cum stick! And, and, I will, a fresh coat of cum and more draining down my leg! I know, I know this is making much sense. I know that.. “Oh my fuck” my body trembled like a leaf in the wind. To feel his cock sliding down my pussy. Something was caught in my throat. With every breath I could feel it moving inside of me. Even as I orgasmed, as I creamed all over Santa’s cock! I wanted more. More of that feeling, more of his magic. More of his strength because right here, right now I was cuming!
“Ooh Santa, is this really you…” My own question ended with my stomach falling into my backbone. To where I could practically see his cock as he rammed it inside me! “Santa, Oh Santa, Ooh fuckkk Santa I, I believe!” Once again my own personal emotions flooded the scene. With my arms wrapped around his neck, with my cum flocking his nuts. With my gasping breath I tried to keep on fucking him back! “Oh Ooh Ooooh” I belated but being stuffed with so much cock my girl juices covered his cock again.
Panting like never before, panting like this is the first time I have ever had cock drilled inside my hungry cunt! I did not want to let go of this man. Finally, when he looked into my eyes. When the shame over took me and I unwrapped myself from him, from this Santa Claus. I held my head in shame because even though I show my bod off to hundreds of people this is the first time that any of them had made a home run in this ball field.
Looking at her, the shame of letting me grope her goodies. Fondling her Xxxmas cookies. I spoke to break the silence. “If you ever want to work for me then just think about me, Santa Claus for your place on the team is waiting for your approval.” With a twinkle in my eye and a touch to my cock I was gone from the ladies locker room.
Not wanting to let him go but the shame that I had brought to myself. The shame to fuck some strange dude that I had just met was, was… Wiping the tears from my eyes I needed to see Mr. Dick. But before I left the locker room I did notice a card laying on the bench, a black and red card that had only one name on it, Santa Claus. Even as I scoffed at this card something told me to put it in my locker. To hold this magic phrase just in case I somehow forgot his name.
The nerve of this woman, this fucking whore asking me for advice. Even as I looked down at the crumpled mess that lay at my feet. Rubbing the backside of my hand from when it just “accidentally” grazed her cheek. “Get up bitch. The next time you ask me, Me of all people, about another fucking pimp well should I say that no one is going to miss you. You know what I mean. Jerry get off your beaten ass and remove this bitch before something worse happens. Capiche” sitting back at my table, my special corner office so I can view my entire establishment. From the club, the furniture, even the bitches who are underneath my employ.
“Yes, Mr. Dick” as I picked Sadie up from the floor. Granted this was not her fault but it seemed that everything tonight was about her, Miss Sadie March. So my mishandling the goods, bruising her immaculate tit from my rough grip I was so not sorry as I threw her into the locker room.
Staring at her while she grabbed her personal items. Watching that tiny butt as it danced in those harem pants. As my hand gripped her behind. Crinkling the fabric as I yanked them down around her knees. “Just like a little whore. Always prepared for your job. To please me and my long thick cock” pressing it against her stubborn asshole. That tight little pucker will not always be so lucky to clench nothing! Taking hold of her hips. Pressing my cock against that tight fucking ass. “Now, now my precious little whore open up your…”
Listening to him, feeling his cock as it tried to penetrate my asshole! Closing my hand around the newest item in my locker, the one item that Mr. Dick’s money did not buy. Closing my eyes and thinking with all my soul!
“Where am I” saying this out loud to try and set things right. As I blinked I could see two women, Um, cuddling or Ah, making out right in front of me? Limbs entangled with their red leather costumes? No harnesses embracing their, their naked bodies. “Wait, I just thought of Santa and this is where” shaking my head in disbelief. Of course I was no different, standing there lecturing these two lesbians while my pants were down around my knees and with no underwear on. “Wow, now this is not what I imagined” blurting this out while bending over to pull my pants back on.
“I can see you have changed your mind Dancer.” This voice, it took me by surprise. Such a surprise that with my cunt opened just a little, my thigh gap held it up so anyone who was walking behind me could see. But even with his voice my own bod started to tremble. My bod lusted for one thing and that one thing was his cock. Santa Claus’s cock! Burying my face into my pants from embarrassment. Feeling myself go into three shades of red which is pretty good for an Arabic.
Feeling his hand. Feeling it as it touched me. As it touched my tender flesh on my ass. Draining my embarrassment almost instantly. I know, me a stripper putting my body on display for everyone to dream over or in most cases to lust over. But this, this felt right. This felt like I have known him, Santa Claus forever and ever.
As I stood, as my display of my little cunt was sheltered I half expected to see an old man standing behind me just like what all the movies and TV shows I have ever seen. Turning to face this Santa Claus, turning to face this old… Touching his face, mine a red mess just full of blushes. “How? How did you? I mean from what I’ve seen? From what I’ve read… You are supposed to be old with a white beard and everything” talk about embarrassing! Everything I have learned, everything I have watched, read and listen to all states that Santa is old! And standing right in front of me is a middle aged man that has a lump in his pants that just wants to be… Looking up at him, seeing that he is clearly no more than 35, 40 at the max. Slim and his cock, it is bulging against his pants! By the time I realized what I was doing! Licking his trousers. Licking them from the start of the bulge right to the top! My fingers were already unzipping them, already pulling it out. As my mouth fell upon that same spongy head that I had dreamed about through the last hour.
Taking it in my mouth. The feel of two female mouths kissing at my bod. Gentle running their hands over and over my flesh. Taking a break from sucking his cock. Pulling back as my bod trembled from every touch that was laid upon my bod. Nodding my head, feeling it grip my insides as my bod began to shutter. As, as… “Ooooh yes!” As one head appeared between my legs and started to eat my kitty! Yes, I have a well trimmed bush, mainly due to the job but I find it much easier to play with the shorter the hair is and apparently so do she this, this… “Ooo Oh yes!” Seizing the rest of my orgasm in my throat while trying to form the question of who were you? “Please, I.. know, I must know…” Feeling my screams of ecstasy building in my throat. “I.. Ooh Ooooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss!” That sensation caused me to fall back. To fall back while this whole time the other had been kissing my butt. Not just kissing, clearly more than just the pucker, with tongue and all. And where she was going! But I just could not quite moaning. Moaning so loud that I was sure to feel Santa’s knuckles on my face!
Swallowing my pride. Seizing his cock with my hand, opening my mouth! “Ugh” I gagged. Not losing it, not over a cock this scrumptious but just a gag. Trying again. Trying to suck his cock down my throat. Trying to stretch my wind pipe so that his huge candy cane could fit in so well that I, I had lost it. My own Orgasm rewrote my every move!
Swallowing Santa’s cock was not enough. Swallowing Santa’s cock with his two helpers continue to lap at my pussy, to lap at my asshole! To continue to give me orgasms that I was not sure if these belonged to this dick I was sucking. Finally, finally after many tries to suck it down my windpipe. After so many almost upchucks I had to fight down. After so many orgasms that came from me! My last wish, my rewritten bucket list was finally complete. Jerking on his nuts, massaging them in my fingers I could tell that Santa Claus is cuming! Cuming into my throat with such force and elegance that I almost resisted cuming so hard!
Almost resisted, for the hand on my throat. The way Santa had gripped it allowing me to swallow allowing me to cum all over those two little angles that were lapping at my privates. My whole bod shook so bad that I had no choice but to cream at everything that was touching my bod! “Ooooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooOoooOoooo OooohOooohOooohOoooh” echoed from this very spot while feeling Santa’s own baby juice flooding my throat! Pulling back just as quick as I had started. Feeling his long cock as it drug itself from my own throat with a pop! Looking up into his eyes, I nodded my head. “I am here under my own accord to serve on the team” this statement, this vow of sorts made me, Sadie March feel good and relieved both at the same time.
Both of which due to the gyration of my bod. The thigh gap that is only highlighted by my own red leather harness sporting my name Dancer. No longer Sadie March not at this point in time. Spinning around the stripper pole. Bending over and walking up, up its entirety till my legs were at the perfect angle. Booty pointed right at him, my juices flowing perfectly through my controlled orgasm. My next dance started just for him. For Santa Claus because if nothing else I needed his cock with me wrapped around it. Me moaning as he… “Ooooh yes Oh yes!”
To be continued…
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