My eyes darted open as shuffling noises downstairs awoke me. “I bet she’s trying to open her presents.” I muttered to myself as I slowly climbed out of bed, slipping my robe around me as I made my way out of my room. Her bedroom door was still ajar so I slid my head around to see the blanket rising and lowering softly. My heart began to speed up at the thought of an intruder in my home but against my better judgement I carefully tip-toed to the landing in an attempt to see who, or what, was causing the disturbance. A puzzled look spread across my face as I watched a man in a red suit sat in my arm chair eating a cookie. He seemed harmless so I began to make my way downstairs.
“Who are you?” I blurted out once I reached the doorway of my living room. His head sprung up, shock washed over his face before quickly turning to a smile.
“I’m Nick. You should recognise me Bonnie. Come, sit on the sofa.” My jar dropped when he spoke my name, if I hadn’t known better I would assume this was Santa; but everyone knows Santa is on the chubby side. This man was oddly handsome, muscular, and his beard wasn’t very long. As I got comfy on the sofa I tried to slow down my racing heart but the effort was futile once he moved to sit beside me.
“Don’t you think you deserve a gift too.” He suggested as he placed his hand on my thigh, just below the hem of my robe. My eyes gazed at his face, I couldn’t muster any words, all I managed was a nod of approval.
“Lay back.” He gently ordered, my face flushed as I slowly moved to lay on my sofa, one leg behind him and the other over his lap. My robe had now fallen open revealing my matching red and white underwear set. Very fitting given the circumstances. A little smirk formed on his lips along with a subtle movement underneath my leg.
The hand he had resting on my leg began to slowly wander up my thigh, leaving a slight heat in its path, until it reached the edge of my panties. Taking a finger he grazed the hem before sliding it along my covered pussy, a soft caress made just to tease. Such a simple touch was enough to make my insides throb. I watched as he moved my leg off him, hooked his fingers inside my underwear and carefully slipped it off.
“Sit up and slide your bum to the edge.” A gentle command which I obeyed without question. Once in position he kneeled before me, lightly parting my legs, his gaze never leaving mine. Normally I would be embarrassed but I felt safe with him, as if he was someone I had known for years. Eventually his eyes left mine and I watched as his focus switched to my pussy; his hand began to glide towards there once again but this time he used a finger to slowly tease my lips before sliding a finger inside.
“You’re very wet.” A statement he made as he licked his lips. His finger went in little circles, stopping the momentum every so often to rub just my g-spot, my back arched involuntary causing him to put a little more pressure in certain areas. A little giggle left my lips as his beard tickled the inside of my leg but it was quickly transformed to a moan when he licked my clit. Circling slowly with his tongue and his fingers I could feel myself edging closer to climax. Not wanting this to end I tried to think of other things, after all it had been so long since I’ve experienced this.
“Don’t fight it Bonnie.” With those words I was brought back to the present. The sensations once again filled me as he started gently sucking my clit, never stopping his finger inside me. The couch was now wet underneath me but that was the last thing on my mind. As he softly licked, flicked, and sucked my clit with his tongue he stopped the circle motions with his finger. A disappointed groan was about to leave my lips until a soft push on my g-spot, followed by a little suck, pushed me over the edge. My back arched as my legs wrapped around his face, continuing to lick me as I rode the wave of orgasm. All too soon the wave died down as I watched him stand up and straighten himself out.
“What about you?” I spoke softly as I glanced at the throbbing bludge in his pants.
“I’m a giver Bonny. Perhaps next year it can be mutual.” He placed a gentle kiss on my forehead before walking out the door with a cookie in his hand. Darkness drifted over me as my eyes became too heavy to stay open.
“Mummy, mummy! Santa’s been!” A little voice shouted from the room beside mine, waking me up. Some how I was back in bed, remembering the events of last night I wondered if it was a dream. Rubbing my eyes I began to sit up, thats when I noticed a little note on my bed side table.
“See you next year – Nick x” was all it read.
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