The Naughty Girl pt. 2

Noelle couldn't believe how well her plan was playing out. She had Santa wrapped around her finger while her hand was wrapped around his cock. She spit a little on the head in order to lube it up and started to slowly stroke it, gaining speed as she went along. Every time she massaged the head, Santa would let out a moan of pleasure.

So that's what gets him all bothered, she thought as she pulled her hair to the side. She continued to stroke him with her hand but used her mouth to focus on the tip. As soon as her tongue made contact, Santa nearly emptied his sack right there. She was almost too much for him to handle. Mrs. Claus almost never did this for him anymore, but during the few times she would, it was nothing compared to the vixen sucking his dick right now. Santa always had to use his imagination to finish with Mrs. Claus, but Noelle was the fantasy he had always been dreaming of-- a beautiful, sexy, young woman wanting him to fuck her as much as he wanted to fuck them. The more Noelle sucked, the less guilt he felt. He worked hard year in and year out, and if Mrs. Claus can't give him the gift he craves in return, then he'll gladly take Noelle up on her offer.

"N-Noelle?"

"Yes, Santa?" Noelle said as she released his dick from her mouth with an audible pop.

"I accept your offer. Every year, I will come here and we will fuck each other, so as long as you keep us a secret. Since I stopped time, Mrs. Claus cannot see what we are doing, but as soon as Christmas is over, she will know if you talk about this. And we can't have that," he said with a slight chuckle as he stroked his dick across her cheek.

"Oh, Santa!" Noelle practically leaped onto him and straddled her naked body across his lap. She quickly embraced her arms around his neck in a tight hug. She pulled away for a second in order to give him her sweetest smile and then immediately started furiously making out with him. As she moved her hips to grind to the rhythm of her lips, Santa kept up and matched her motions with his own. There was so much heat and passion between the two as their bodies connected. Noelle broke away from the kiss and raised herself a bit higher in order to guide his dick into her pussy. Santa took the opportunity to suck on her right nipple and play with her left tit.

Noelle lowered herself completely and once she was sure he was all the way in, she bounced and ground and moaned from all of the pleasure.

"You sure do have a nice, big package," she said seductively as she stared at him going to town on her ample breasts. In response, as she was lowering herself onto him, he met her with an upward thrust that hit a spot she never knew existed. She practically screamed out in pleasure as he kept doing it, grunting for exerting such force. Santa couldn't be this rough on his wife, she was too frail, but he knew this succubus of a woman could take whatever pounding he gave her, and was going to make the most of it.

Noelle could feel her her orgasm building up quickly inside of her. She didn't want to cum just yet.

"S-S-Santa, I-I'm gonna cummm, but I d-don't w-want too y-yet," she struggled to get out. The force of the thrusts made it difficult to for her too talk on top of the blinding pleasure, but Santa understood. He didn't want her to cum yet either, so he stopped, grabbed her by the waist, picked her up and lied her down next to the fire place. The cease of sex subsided her orgasm.

"Spread your legs," Santa said as he kissed his way down her body. Noelle

Noelle knew where this was going, and she could barely wait as he took his time licking and kissing her breasts and torso. Her pussy was on fire with anticipation as she did her best to grind it onto him in order to get some relief. She could feel how wet she was as her juices soaked into his soft red coat.

Santa was at last hovering over her womanhood and Noelle was shaking from excitement. This was the exact moment she had been fantasizing about for years, and it was about to come true.