T’was late night before Christmas, and I was feeling quite naughty. I had purchased a new toy, and I was eager to try it. Wearing nothing but a robe, I settled on the couch in my studio apartment. I looked up a video that got my pussy throbbing and streamed it onto my TV. I turned on the vibrator and closed my eyes. Bliss. My body contorted as I pressed the vibrator against my clit. I moaned with pleasure.

I was close to climax when I heard a noise coming from the front door. I froze. I live alone and was not expecting anyone at eleven thirty at night. The doorknob rattled as if someone was trying to open it. I dropped the vibrator and stood up. The door swung open, and a bright light shone in my face.

“Well ho, ho, ho,” said a deep gravelly voice.

A cold breeze on my tits made me realize my robe’s sash was untied, and this stranger got a glimpse of everything. I closed the robe and tightened the sash.

“No, no, no,” said the voice. “Don’t cover up. I like what I see.”

“Who are you?” I asked.

“Santa Claus,” said the voice.

My eyes adjusted and I could just make out a six-foot-tall frame topped with a Santa hat.

“Who are you?” I repeated.

“There are some who call me Father Christmas,” said the voice. “But you can call me Nick.”

“What do you want?” I asked.

“It’s not about what I want. It’s about what I can do for you.”

“And what can you do for me?”

“Anything you want me to do.”

“Could you put your light down? It’s blinding me.”

“Sorry, Sugarplum.”

He put down his flashlight. I could see him better. He was tall and muscular, like one of the hunks from the fireman calendar I got for my sister. He was wearing a fur-lined red suit, an odd choice for a California winter. His beard was flecked with grey. He was a DILF for sure. My already wet pussy tingled. He already saw what I looked like, so why not let him have some more? I was so close to cumming, maybe he could help me get there?

“As it happens,” I said. “I’m standing under some mistletoe.”

“And one must be kissed under the mistletoe,” he said, walking to me.

“Kiss me, Nick,” I whispered.

He kissed me with more passion than I had ever felt in my life. His massive hands moved all over my body, taking off the robe. I pressed my hands against his chest, even under his fuzzy suit it was hard. I unbuttoned his coat, then his shirt, and his chiseled hairy chest was revealed. I unbuckled his belt, and felt around in his pants. I quickly found what I was groping for: a big thick cock. I got down on my knees and pulled his pants and boxers down. I took his shaft into my mouth. Nick pulled my hair back out of my face.

“That’s a good girl,” he groaned. “Nice girl.”

Nick thrust into my mouth. I gurgled and gagged. He worked my mouth for several minutes before he stopped thrusting and pulled out. He slapped my face with his cock a couple of times before he picked me off of the floor and pushed me on the bed. Nick grabbed the vibrator off the floor. He climbed on top of me, his pulsing cock caressing me. His cock teased my pussy, rubbing my clit before diving deep inside me.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “Fuck, Sugarplum, your pussy is so tight.”

“You’re so big,” I moaned.

Nick took the vibrator and pressed it against my clit. I could feel my pussy tensing up, tightening around Nick’s cock. He groaned with pleasure. I came hard, he continued to pound my pussy. I started to moan louder, so he put his giant hand over my mouth. Nick moved faster and faster. I came a second time, clenching his cock in my pussy. Finally, he came, pulling out just in time and covering my body with his cum. He lay on top of me for a minute.

“I should probably wash up,” I said.

“Me too,” said Nick.

We stood up and went to the bathroom. I turned on the shower and we got inside. Nick soaped me up and massaged my back. I lathered him up slowly, starting from his head and going down to his toes. We rinsed off together and made out under the cascade of water. I turned off the water and I grabbed the towels. We dried each other off, then we lay down on the bed and made out some more. I don’t know who fell asleep first, but when I woke up, Nick was gone and so was my TV!