The night before Christmas SeXStoRY

Twas the night before Christmas and nothing was stirring The cat by the fireside were dreamily purring The c***dren in bed in their dreamy heads romping With Goblins and Fairies on whom they were stomping The snow lay so thick that the rooftops were covered And in bed many ladies with kisses were smothered. Each Daddy was giving each Mummy a treat By filling her up with eight inches of meat. While mummy sighed softly and whispered her love And urged her man on for that hard final shove. “Oh fuck me, you bastard, my cunt is on fire” They’d say while her husbands trend not to expire. And as they indulged in this sexual play A fat jolly man was about in his sleigh. Thrice HO! He cried as he rode through the air And stopped at a house in an elegant Square. “Now Prancer and Dancer and Donner and Blitzen, It’s your job to stop Rudolf fucking poor Vixen.” And having admonished his oversexed deers He climbs to the chimney and soon disappears. And down in the bedroom, silently sl**ping A pretty young maiden from bedclothes just peeping. Old Santa creeps over and looks for her stocking And hung by the mantlepiece something quite shocking. No Christmas stocking for this nubile miss But Fishnets and both had the garter-belt fixed. Old Santa crept over and with greatest stealth Lifted the blanket to see for himself. A beautiful face of a budding young teen And he lifted it more, he was getting obscene, For naked she lay in her virginal bed And lecherous thoughts filled his dirty old head. He picked up her present and looked at the card. ‘Miss Fanny Forre-Sayle’, that got him quite hard. A ten inch long box and he rightly surmissed That the present had quite a vibrator inside. Two similar packages quite made him smile This girl would be really orgas’ming in style. He dropped all the gifts in the black, fishnet stocking And turned back to leave til when a thought struck, quite shocking. Tip-toeing over again to the girl, Lifted the cover, his head in a whirl. She lay on her back with her arms ‘cross her chest, Her legs open wide showing what he loved best. Full pink were her lips both on face and on pussy He saw that she shaved, the shameless young hussy! He studied the form of the sweet sl**ping miss Then bent his head down to her cunt for a kiss. The silly old sod must have been rather pickled He gave not a thought that his whiskers would tickle. Young Fanny’s eyes opened and saw his white head She gave a small start and then instantly said. “Oh, Santa, dear Santa, you’ve answered my prayer, You’re scratching an itch in my pussy down there. Don’t stop, dearest Santa, My cunt is on fire, Your tongue is the object to quench my desire. So lick, darling Santa, my clit needs to cum And then when that’s satisfied, start on my bum!” Poor Santa was caught in an awful dilemma. A worse situation he couldn’t remember. “Oh, come, dearest Santa,” the young maiden cooed, “You know that a lady just loves to be wooed. And if you are good and treat me like a bike I’ll give you a ride and be wooed as you like.” Old Santa looked down. He was having ten fits! But he buried his face twixt her 38 tits. The globes filled his mouth and she sighed with delight “Oh, Santa you pervert, you’re in for a night!” She twisted her hips, he was flat on his back And she straddled his face with his mouth at her crack. “Oh lick me you bastard. Get your tongue in my hole While I get my mouth round your filthy old pole. He licked deep inside the girl’s dripping young pussy While she had his trousers off, cheeky young hussy. Old Santa groaned load as he felt his cock head Disappear in her mouth and it filled him with dread. He wanted this moment to last for an age But feared that he’d soon shoot his load in this maid. It may sound too silly to have such a fear But everyone knows he comes just once a year. And so as her tongue swirled around his huge knob He filled up her mouth with a lovely blow-job. “Oh Santa that’s great,” young Fanny cried loud “But the time has now come for my cunt to be ploughed.” “Dear girl, I cannot,” wept exhausted St Nick. “I’m afraid that your mouth has exhausted my dick. “Oh, no! You old pervert,” said Fanny, “You schmuck! Have filled up my mouth now I need a good fuck! There isn’t a way that I’m letting you flit Til you’ve fucked me so hard that I can’t touch my clit.” With that little Fanny took Santa’s huge pole And guided it gently into her tight hole. And so she rode Santa again and again He cried with delight and just suffered the pain. She rode him on top and she took him like doggy. Her cunt dripped with spunk, all her bedclothes were soggy. He begged and he pleaded but to no avail. “I’m f******n years old so if you don’t want jail, You’ll fuck me until all my lust you have sated This is just the present for which I have waited.” And all through the night Santa shagged the young miss When he had no more spunk then he filled her with piss. When dawn filled the sky he lay limp and quite drained His cock couldn’t rise and his sex drive had waned. But Fanny had still too much sexual desire And leapt from the bed and went to the fire. The presents she took from the black fishnet stocking And dildoed her self in a manner most shocking. Old Santa slunk off with his head rather bowed Flew home to his missus in manner quite cowed. He told her the tale and she smiled with elan Cos she’d been out shagging the good old Green Man! As for Fanny one present she'll always remember It should be delivered about next September! Twas the night after christmas and in bed all were tucked They were all very sl**py and totally fucked!