Santa's Naughty Little Helper

I
have a
feeling that
while Santa would
be busy with those
toy deliveries, his
wife Mrs. Claus would be out
giving a different type of
Christmas present for those who happen
to be full grown adults like for instance,
I would wake up on Christmas Eve after
having heard a noise and get out of
bed to check it out before I
would find Mrs. Claus sitting
naked on the foot stool
and fingering her
pussy before
she would look
at me
and
I
would get
this sudden
urge to take off
my clothes and play with
my dick before I would
move myself closer, open
her legs and probe her cunt with my
rod while sucking on her tits until
I would stand her up, turn her around and
give her such a hard anal fuck and keep
on doing that until I would have
no choice but to shoot cum out of
my cock and right into her
ass before we would drop
to the floor and go
to sleep until
I would wake
up next
day.

She always slept in the nude
Did not think this was rude
Hoped when Christmas came
Santa would would give her a game

Santa was delighted to find
His advances were not declined
So he jumped into her bed
Her legs were widely spread

He rode her until he was spent
She had  given her consent
But he had to hurry away
To deliver the toys before day

She hoped he would return
When all the delivery was done
But she had forgotten, she'd been told
Santa is only for Christmas

Leg stretched out, pressing my foot down on Santa’s crouth    
Making sure the visit down my chimney is not a waste on his watch      
I have been waiting for your appearance all night      
You like my lingerie Santa, it’s all for you to prove my plight      
I’ve been good, my fingers crossed behind my back in a state of Santa being right      
Let my help you out that red suit      
And allow me to mentally and physically soothe you      
       
Mm… Santa lay back and keep your eyes on this twerking groove      
At…at…you are required to watch and don’t move      
Santa lifting my leg, removed my stiletto the other off in tow      
Tenderly kissing the sole of my foot his beard tickling my toes      
The path of his tongue dragging up my inner thigh ever so slow      
Where it ends up my naughtiness will know      
Mm palming his hard North Pole      
       
Oh Santa, I won’t everything for Christmas I stated on my list      
Staring first with the twelve days of a wet butter rum wet lick      
From my tight ass hole to my pussy’s deep sweeten abyss      
Santa’s heard my pleads      
While he had me down on my kness      
His girth in and out my mouth reading off my sins, as I teased      
Mm…he exploded inside my mouth      
Then reassured me he would think about taken me off the naughty list no doubt      
After I allow him a taste and to please my wet South      
       
Santa snaking his tongue inside my pussy giving me my nightly gift      
Palming my hips        
My legs circling his lower back loving the tongue-lashing hits      
His palms clenching my hips while kissing all over my wet clit      
His finger integrating deeper into my wet slit      
Mmm.. oh...yes…oh yes Santa      
Back curved, breasts squeezed, as he’s tasting my pussy on a cold night in Atlanta        
Grunting Ho Ho Ho        
Hungrily licking up down the soft folds of my kissable mistletoe        
       
Santa rising up      
His beard stained with my pussy juices from his famished sup      
Centering by body under his as he slides his erection into my tight lover’s cup      
My legs he places over his shoulders      
Dick hard than a boulder      
Oh Santa, wait there’s more      
If you listen, I’ll let you even fuck me on the floor      
Then I’ll suck your dick again before your feet hits that door        
Your pearly cum oozing down my throat until there’s no more      
       
Mm…I would love those twelve drummers drumming        
Each bending me over for a good hard dick sticking, as I’m cumming      
My didlo still inside my pussy humming      
Oh Santa, please, don’t forget those eleven piper pipers      
One by one fueling the flames of my body’s desires      
Oh Santa, for his word his dick is sinking      
Sweet mercy, he has my wet pussy singing          
Santa’s dick is ringing, balls swinging          
       
My nails branding his skin      
The smell of me ingrained under Santa’s chin          
Hands palming my ass          
Parting me as he pleases, no breaths to last      
Cumming inside me, his pearly release now a thing of the past      
       
I woke up on Christmas day      
The house, my very own private jet, my BMW, and an Arabian Stallion as I prayed      
Stood under the tree, wow was all I good say      
Voices of twelve drummers and eleven pipers filled within, all stood naked to my dismay      
Happy holiday to all this poetess I  bestow      
Santa’s Ho..Ho..Ho  

I saw Mommy get anal fucked by Santa Claus
right in front of the fireplace last night.
She thought that I was still asleep
so I made sure to not say a single peep
because if I had done so, she would feel like a creep.

Then, I saw Mommy sucking the dick of Santa Claus
until cum had shot out of his cock and right
on her face which made me glad Daddy's not been
home or he would be pissed to have seen
Mommy fucking Santa Claus last night.

It was after Santa left for the night,
Right as his sleigh quickly took flight,
All the elves made a great joyful noise,
He was going to deliver all the gifts,
But he had forgotten one of the lists,
Santa didn’t take the sexy adult toys.

Mrs. Claus was a bit distraught,
What are we to do? She thought,
When they found the answer to her question,
Let’s enjoy the kinky presents,
I’m sure they’ll be quite pleasant,
One of the elves made the racy suggestion.

And as they burned the yule log,
Someone heavily spiked the eggnog,
With rum and whiskey, bourbon and brandy,
Soon they all started to dance,
All of them removing their pants,
Even Mrs. Claus was getting very randy.

Let’s freak! A horny elf shouted,
Little erections swiftly sprouted,
When the boxes of toys were opened,
Dildos and vibrators began to buzz,
This would be a naughty Christmas,
All the little elves started with some gropin’.

An elf licked Mrs. Clause’s clit,
While another sucked her tit,
Like candy corn sweet on the palate,
She started to quiver a bit,
Their little tongues wouldn’t quit,
When another elf then tossed her salad.

All the noise from vile toys,
Reveling in pleasures and joys,
The elves satisfied their desires and needs,
There were no more formalities,
They explored their sexualities,
They even tried butt plugs and anal beads.

They experienced many orgasms,
Some still twitching with spasms,
Into the late hours of this sudden event,
Smiling and satisfied they fell asleep,
On top of eachother in a big heap,
And Mrs. Claus was dehydrated and spent.