An elegant gold script on a deep red background, the rectangular sign above the door of Risque's Gentleman's Club read, Santa's Naughty List-Enter Here.

“Santa's naughty list? Oh, Chloe! No wonder you said to dress like a sexy Mrs. Claus!” Lexi giggled as she scampered across the asphalt in her red jeweled pumps. A bouncer dressed in a tight elf costume stood at the door. He didn't try to hide his grin or how he thoroughly checked her out in her velvet red strapless mini dress trimmed with white fur.

“Very festive, you must be the Mrs.,” the bouncer said as he draped a white sash across Lexi's slender body.

The sash was trimmed with red and had gold glittery letters, establishing her as, “Mrs. Claus-to-Be.”

Lexi smiled and started to walk into her bachelorette party, but the sexy bouncer grasped her trim waist. Heat rushed through her as his grip possessed her and his cologne overtook her senses. Against his toned body, she could feel his hard length pressed against her side.

“Have fun tonight,” he said with a wink.

Inside, the club was thoroughly decorated for Christmas. Lexi burst out in laughter when she noticed that the 10’ trees were adorned with dildos, vibrators, clamps, and a variety of sex toys as ornaments. Feather boas wrapped around each tree. Bras and thongs hung from some, while others profiled handcuffs, whips, floggers, and ropes. At the top of each tree was a nude angel working a pole.

The gorgeous, festively dressed men dancing on stage provoked a myriad of wetness-inducing images in Lexi's mind. A deep chuckle from somewhere behind her shook Lexi from her vision. Turning, she saw the bouncer from the door smiling and laughing with two other chiseled men in elf costumes consisting of a hat, bow tie, and tight green pants. Gazing at their solid perfection, the wetness between Lexi's legs intensified. But when she saw who they were huddled around, her breath hitched, and she reached out to steady herself on a nearby table.

Lexi was entranced, watching the sumptuous man dressed in a Santa hat, a pair of red Santa pants, and black boots. His laugh was indeed jolly. His body, though, was much different from the generations-old representation. Chiseled and lean, this Santa had invaded her dreams at night. Lexi had always been drawn to a man dressed as Santa.

The night was spent playing games and taking photos. But when the dancers hit the stage, all eyes were on them.

The last act of the night was set to begin as dancers dressed as Santa's elves carried out a large golden throne with deep purple velvet, setting it on the stage. Lexi felt her heart rate quicken and butterflies mingled low in her belly.

The music began low as anticipation heightened.

The elves stood still next to the throne when a low voice rumbled through the room, “Ladies, is anyone on… the naughty list?”

Screams, hoots, and whistles rang out as Santa made his entrance, dancing his way to his throne. Grinding against the arms of the throne and gyrating his hips for the crowd, he scanned until his eye caught Lexi's and he grinned. Heat rushed to Lexi's cheeks as she watched him, his body moving to the beat. Her clit jumped as she imagined being bent over his knee.

Santa pointed at Lexi through the crowd. Eyes locked, Santa drew his index finger back and motioned for Lexi to come to the stage. Clenching her thighs to give her aching pussy some relief, Lexi stood and began to make her way to the stage. She could feel the wetness between her folds with every step she took. Santa's eyes bore into hers as she froze halfway up the stairs.

Lexi's eyes went wide as Santa patted his lap and grinned. “Young lady, have you made my naughty list this year?”

Cries of excitement rang throughout the club. Lexi walked up to Santa and started to lower herself onto his lap, between his wide knees. Her arm instinctively curled loosely around his neck. Upon feeling her touch, Santa's muscular arm flew to her waist and she was flush against him within seconds. Lexi gasped, breathing heavily and staring into his deep green eyes.

“You've been a naughty girl this year, hmm?” Santa asked.

His hips gyrated against her. A moan escaped her lips as she tried to speak.

"Ah, yes, Santa. I've been… a very naughty girl.”

“Mmm, tell me more,” Santa urged, as he quickly rotated Lexi's body to face him, her legs spread, straddling him. His hands on the back of her hips, pulling her into him.

Panting, Lexi continued, “There was the… the threesome, and… the sex in the library.”

Santa stood, holding her closer, his gyrations continuing. Lexi moaned at his impressive erection pressed into her wetness with each gyration. The women went wild as they watched.

Santa danced Lexi around the stage. Moving back to the throne, he set her gently on the seat. He softly grazed her skin starting at her face, then down her throat, and onto her chest, moving slowly back and forth above the white fur of her dress. Goosebumps covered Lexi's skin.

Santa reached back, grabbing his pants, and in one quick movement ripped them off, revealing a red thong. The crowd went wild seeing Santa's tight ass on display.

But Lexi couldn't hear them. She was too focused on the sight in front of her - Santa's cock head, drops of precum, peeking out of the top of his thong. He saw the look of wonderment on her face pointed directly at his cock, thinking she just liked his generous length packed into the tight thong. But when he looked down, he realized he was giving her quite a show.

“Whoops, sorry about that. I guess he wanted to say hello,” he chuckled, as he reached down to conceal himself.

Lexi grinned wide. “No need to be sorry, Merry Christmas to me.”