It was the day before Christmas, and Santa's workshop was at fever pitch. The elves spent the day loading the sleigh to the limit and hitched up the reindeer.
Mrs. Claus walked Santa to his sleigh.
"Now, be careful, dear. You know how I worry." Mrs. Claus's name was Gertrude, but he called her Trudi.
"Yes, Trudi. NORAD will have me on the radar to direct traffic around me. Will you be a good girl until I get back?"
Mrs. Claus blushed. "Oh, you know me, Santa," she said with her breathless, sexy voice. "I'll be on the naughty list by the time you return. Here's what you'll get when you come home."
Trudi stepped back and opened her coat, flashing Santa. His hot wife wore a white thong, tall black boots, and stockings. She shook her naked 38DD boobs at him and laughed.
Santa reached for her. "No, no! Bad Santa! Not until you get back!" she said, giggling and pushing him away. She closed her coat, whispering in Santa's ear, "Don't forget about the cream pies I'm making for you. Hot, sticky, and creamy just the way you like them." He felt her hot breath as her lips brushed against his ear.
She kissed him. "I love you," she said.
"I love you too, dear," said Santa, climbing into his sleigh and adjusting his throbbing hard-on.
She turned to walk back to the house where the elves were gathered to see him off. Trudi and the girls had a special send-off for him. The diminutive Elvin beauties bounced excitedly.
Santa cracked the whip and yelled, "Heeyah!"
Santa took off and looped back to fly over the house. When he looked down, he saw them gathered in the yard.
Trudi's coat was wide open, flashing Santa her big boobs. The elf women joined her, flashing Santa a sea of perky titties.
"Ho, ho, ho!" Santa blew them a kiss, and he was gone.
The ladies entered the workshop, and the elves cheered, "HOORAY!" Santa had a tight shop and a grueling manufacturing and distribution schedule. The elves were happy to be rid of him for one day a year. They ran wild, drinking, dancing, and making out. The elves' office party had begun.
Mrs. Claus was in charge of Elf Resources. As ER Manager, she was the elves' manager, life coach, and therapist, helping them balance Santa's brutal production schedule with their personal needs. Tonight, she was Santa's hotwife, Trudi, acting fuck toy and cum dumpster. Once a year, the elves owned her, filling Santa's hypersexual hotwife with cock and cum in all three holes.
The elves wore green tunics; the men had green tights, and the women wore green tunics with white and red stockings. Their blonde hair and pointed ears defined their exotic look.
Trudi shed her coat and climbed onto a sex swing in the center of the big living room. They ran their hands over her tall human body, long legs, and big boobs. She loved their touch and being owned by them. The swing was at the perfect height so elves could use her from both ends.
Trudi was a gifted cunnilinguist, the elf girls' tiny voices moaning in orgasm a testament to that. The girls stood straddling Trudi's face, her tongue tickling orgasms out of the girls' spasming pussies, and they drenched her face with elfin love juice.
The guys had their way with her, pulling a train and taking turns filling her love holes. Wee Willie and Bruno were big, each with seven inches of rock-hard cock. Their size was intimidating to most of the elf girls, but Trudi took them both at once. With one in her throat and one in her ass, they ravaged her from both ends in a sexy spit roast.
Trudi came hard when they filled her with hot elf cum.
Samantha and Mia, Santa's sluttiest elves, ravaged Trudi's hungry pussy. Samantha strapped on a thick dildo and rubbed the head on Trudi's wet gash. She held Trudi's hips as she stroked the long thick dildo in and out of their fuck toy's slobbering hole. Trudi moaned and squirmed, cumming on the faux phallus inside her.
Mia was next, pushing Samantha out of the way, kneeling between Trudi's legs. Mia couldn't resist kissing Trudi's swollen clit before stuffing three fingers inside her. Trudi moaned as three fingers became four, then four became five. Mia formed her hand into a fist, working it in and out, fist fucking Trudi to a shuddering orgasm.
The elves took turns fucking Mrs. Claus until the wee hours, bringing the insatiable slut to multiple orgasms. They released her from the swing to prepare for Santa's return.
Trudi crawled into her big bed and lay back on the big pillows, her body candied like a praline, elf cum glazing her skin. Rivulets of cum drizzled from her well fucked holes to form a puddle of cum on the sheet.
Trudi heard the sleigh land around back by the barn. Santa greeted the elves and went directly to the bedroom. They would care for the reindeer and put away the sleigh.
Santa not only delivered gifts, but he also delivered hard cock to every girl on his naughty list. Now, he had a delivery for the naughtiest girl of them all.
He was still stiff from Trudi's sexy send-off. Even after fucking every bad girl in the world, Santa's throbbing ten-inch cock was hard as steel.
Santa walked in the door and kicked off his boots. He left a trail of clothing on his way to the bed where Trudi waited, his glazed, cream-filled cumslut wife.
Santa climbed up onto the foot of the bed and crawled over to Trudi's drooling cum-filled bottom, and slurped elf cum from both holes.
"Mmm...fuck me Santa!"
Trudi gasped as ten inches of meat slid into her creamy well-fucked hole, his balls slapping against her bottom.
"Ho, ho, ho, Trudi."
