“Merry, he’ll be gone in a half hour! Once he leaves we’ll have all night!” Carol Claus said quietly into her phone. The year was 2024, and such devices worked even at the North Pole.
“I’ll listen for the noise as he leaves, then I’ll be right over!”
And so began the annual ritual where Santa’s wife’s girlfriend came to visit while he was off doing his annual 24-hour trip around the world, handing out gifts to all the good girls and boys.
Carol donned her coat and shawl and went out into the freezing night to send her husband away on his journey. “Have a safe trip, Dear! And don’t let that nasty woman who lives in Buckingham Palace distract you again this year! That whore might be Queen but she can’t have my husband!”
“I won’t, my darling! You get some sleep and rest up because when I get home I’m going to give you a proper fucking!” He laughed his jolly laugh, “HO! HO! HO!” He climbed aboard his overladen sleigh and looked at her. She opened her coat and shawl, flashing him a glimpse of her bright red lingerie.
Carol Claus watched as he picked up his whip, remembering fondly the night she had used it on him in the hayloft of the reindeer stable! The whip cracked and he shouted, “NOW DASHER! NOW DANCER! NOW PPRANCER AND VIXEN! ON COMET! ON CUPID! ON DONDER AND BLITZEN! OVER THE ROOF AND OVER THE WALL! NOW DASH AWAY! DASH AWAY! DASH AWAY ALL!” The whip cracked again and the sleigh began to slowly move down the laneway between the rows of workshops and warehouses. As he rose into the sky, capturing the attention of all and sundry, she spied Merry Christmas, Head of the Elves, sneaking toward her back door. She watched until he was out of sight and turned to go back inside.
She hung up her coat and shawl and made herself a cup of her special hot cocoa, sweetened with rum cream to ward off the chill of a cold arctic night. She climbed the stairs to her room, opening the door and closing it slowly behind her, hanging the ‘Do Not Disturb, Sleeping!’ sign on the outside. She turned and saw her lover, Merry Christmas, standing in front of the roaring fireplace, wearing a long red coat, a Santa hat perched jauntily on her head. She smiled as she flipped open her coat, revealing her red bra and thong. She moved toward Carol, moving behind her to undo the buttons on her dress.
The last fastener slipped open and the dress fell to the floor, revealing Carol’s bright red satin bustier which pushed her generous breasts upward and together, causing them to pillow at the top as they threatened to spill out. Merry moved to face Carol and placing one finger along her jawline, held it in place as she tiptoed up to kiss her. “I have missed your kisses!” she breathed.
They kissed softly at first, then more passionately as their fervour grew. Carol pushed her lover onto the bed and dove between her legs, tasting her lover’s tasty pussy for the first time since last Christmas Eve. After making sure she was fully aroused, Carol climbed onto the bed and straddled Merry’s face, lowering her bountiful ass down until her perineum came to rest on her lover’s chin. Merry started licking and suckling her boss’s wife’s pussy.
Once she felt she was ready, she moved off, sliding down to kiss her lover, tasting herself on Merry’s tongue. “It’s time!” she whispered.
The North Pole is a magical place and Merry had a unique incentive system to ensure the elves all worked hard. On the afternoon of Christmas Eve, she selected six elves and as a reward for their hard work, endowed them with prodigious penises, each a full eight inches long and six inches around. Now that they both were ready, she snapped her fingers and the six elves magically appeared in front of the fireplace, stark naked with their erections sticking out in front of them. She snapped her fingers and the double bed instantly became king-sized, filling the room and leaving only a narrow walkway around the side.
She nodded to the elves and they hopped into position, one each on their backs, one each at their heads and one ready at the foot of the bed. The two busty women kissed and climbed aboard their elf, sinking themselves onto their most excellent members. The two by their heads moved into position and they sucked those cocks into their throats. Lastly, the other two moved in behind and reamed the two deliciously round behinds.
The bed shook and the windows rattled as both women enjoyed being airtight again. The magic worked so that the elves would last until Merry snapped her fingers again. Carol reached out and grasped Merry’s hand to give the signal and her fingers snapped. Instantly the elves drove forward, filling two mouths, two asses and two pussies full of pints of cum. Another snap and they disappeared, their minds wiped of any memory of the evening.
The two women smiled as they moved into a fleshy 69, noisily licking and sucking the elf cum from their lover’s gaping holes. Unlike Santa’s tangy, salty cum, elf cum was sweet with a hint of peppermint. Once clean, they moved and cleaned each other’s faces. Finished, they cuddled and pulled the blankets up over themselves.
Merry snapped her fingers again and the bed shrank back to its normal size. Carol and Merry kissed softly and caressed each other’s large round breasts.
“Did Nick say he was going to come home and give you a proper fucking again this year?” Merry asked.
“He did! And before you ask, once he’s asleep, I will come over and you can lick me clean!”
“Merry Christmas, Carol Claus!” Merry said.
“And a very Happy New Year to you, Merry Christmas!”
