I stared at the clock as it reached one in the morning; I then looked back at the fireplace eagerly. I took a small sip of brandy as I began to hear sleigh bells in the night’s silence. I crossed my legs and adjusted my night gown accordingly. As I placed the glass to my lips once more, I heard the sleigh land on the roof. He was here.
A large sack emerged from the chimney as I placed the glass on the table and crossed my arms. I scowled slightly as a large, chubby man followed. His nose was covered in soot and his cheeks were rosy and red. His large white beard covered most of his torso and his jolly smile instantly made the whole living room brighter. He moved his sack to one side as he looked at me scowling.
“Don’t scowl dear; you’re too beautiful for that,” Santa Claus laughed.
“Where have you been?” I asked.
“Well my dear, I’ve been emptying my sack around the world,” he responded.
He moved towards the tree, his stubby hands grasping the cookies as he began to grab the presents from the bag. Each present he pulled out, he ran his hand over the packaging causing a golden glow to appear as he made each present magical. I was mesmerised by the sight even though I had seen it a few times before.
“So my dear, how have you been this year?” Santa mumbled with a mouth full of cookies.
I stroked the ends of my long brown hair, “So-so really, my youngest daughter started school this year.”
“Ahh, young Emily, she’s a very good child, number one on my nice list in this household,” Santa laughed.
“Oh yeah, she’s number one?” I asked with a playful giggle.
I uncrossed my legs, letting him get a glimpse up my gown before crossing them again. Santa started to choke slightly as he saw my freshly shaven slit puffed up with anticipation. He finished placing the presents underneath the tree and moved over towards me. He placed his hand on my thigh as he sat down next to me. His hand was cold against my skin but I could feel him beginning to warm up as he used his other hand to cup my cheek.
“I’ve always loved your big blue eyes Julie,” he said calmly. “They’ve always been so bright and beautiful."
His thumb began to stroke my cheek as I dug my teeth into my lower lip. His hand then started to move up to my hair, delicately caressing it as he leaned towards me. I closed my eyes as his lips brushed mine. I opened my mouth and welcomed his tongue with mine as we started to kiss. He raised my leg slightly as he overpowered me. His tongue ruthlessly began to assault my mouth as I quietly hummed.
The kiss continued as I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck, pulling him in closer and closer. Our saliva mixed as our tongues wrestled deep inside my mouth, I had been waiting for this moment all year. His hands began to explore my body through the soft material of my night gown. As our kiss became more intimate, I started hearing quiet footsteps on the staircase behind us.
“Mom?” my youngest daughter, Emily asked as she peered her head between the wooden beams of the staircase.
Immediately breaking the kiss, I softly ordered, “Back to bed Emily, it’s late.”
“But mom, that’s Santa Claus,” she said giddily.
“Emily, back to bed,” I commanded.
“But mom,” she sulked.
As I gave her a stern look, she stomped her feet and went back to her room. I heard the door slam shut upstairs and looked back towards Santa. He started to trace his fingers down the front of my night gown until he reached the belt holding it together. With a swift motion, he tugged the belt loose and opened the gown, exposing my naked body underneath.
“Oh my,” Santa started as his hands began to explore my naked body. “You have definitely kept your body in tune, especially after having three children.”
I blushed as his hands grasped my 34DD tits and started to massage them slowly. His hands then sank a little lower, moving over my belly to my freshly shaven pussy. Teasingly, he drew his hand back as he reached the top of my slit.
“What about your husband?” Santa said hesitantly.
“Don’t worry, he’s sound asleep,” I purred, “He could sleep through the apocalypse.”
Relieved, Santa began to unbuckle his belt. He lifted his ass up and pulled his trousers down, allowing his thick member to point to the ceiling. He placed a pillow behind my head as he positioned me on my back and climbed onto his knees. I closed my eyes with anticipation as his cock slid inside my middle-aged pussy with ease. Every inch felt amazing as it stretched out my muscles. He carried on pushing until his balls pressed against my ass.