The santa that gifts the naughty list 😈 .🔥nsfw

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So, picture the scene. You're a woman in your late twenties. You split with your boyfriend last week.

He said that you were too much. What does that even mean? It's Christmas Eve and you're sat alone at home, whilst all your friends are out celebrating.

As you sit drowning your sorrows with a bottle of Prosecco, eating ice cream and watching a movie, called a prince for Christmas, whilst crackling timbers pair from your open fireplace. You're feeling sorry for yourself and to make matters worse you're wearing the top you got your ex for Christmas. Getting a little sad every time you look at yourself passing the mirror of the hallway, yet you still won't take it off.

As you sit getting tipsy, you watch the movie and you get annoyed when a note to Santa asking him to bring the woman love. Yeah, fucking right, I wish. Lucky bitch, you shout out at your TV screen.

If only life was that simple, writing a wish list. As you down your fourth glass you mutter under your breath, you know what fuck it and what else do I have to lose besides my dignity? You walk or rather stumble over to your sideboard drawer that sits under the window in your lounge.

You pull out a notepad and pen. Okay, let's do this shit. You say as you sit on the edge of the sofa getting fused by as you lean the pad across the sofa's arm.

You start to write as you laugh to yourself with every sentence. The letter writes as follows. Dear Mr.

Big Dick Claus, I wish you a merry fucking Christmas. What do I want for Christmas? I want everything I need.

I want you to bring me a gift that takes this pain away. I want a man, a man that will bend me over and punish me for being naughty. Give me a man that will satisfy my every need.

As your pen presses against the paper placed in the last full stop you sit giggling as you say to yourself, yeah, fucking right. You tear the wish list from the page, scrunch it up into a ball as you toss it into the open fire. You watch as the page burns and turns to ash with its burning embers.

One minute it feels like you blink and the next your eyes are open as you wide lay in bed wondering how you made it up to your bedroom. But before you could think too long you heard a noise downstairs. Oh fuck, what is that? You cry as you reach for your phone.

The screen brightness hurts your eyes as you see it's 4am in the morning. Christmas day has arrived but you're not celebrating. Your heart is beating from your chest as a loud bang is heard.

Shit. A voice can be heard in the distance. Oh my god.

You think to yourself as you look around your room for something to use as a weapon. You sneak across the room as you look into a drawer and the first thing you pick up is your big pink dildo. But soon you think again.

Come on girl, think, you say to yourself. In the corner of your eye you spot something. You spot a little black toolbox your ex kept for any small DIY jobs.

Even though he was useless he still tried, bless him. He couldn't even bang you right, let alone a nail in the wall. You creep over to the toolbox, open it up and take out the hammer.

You grab your phone and dial 911 and get ready to press the call button as you walk down the stairs, sneaking on your tiptoes. You start to peer over the wooden banister of the stairs as you walk down, trying to sneak a peek of what's going on. You get a glimpse of me, in my big red coat and trousers, big black boots from a rear view.

No fucking way. It can't be. Can it? Not Santa.

I can sense you are there as I turn around and face you. I know you're there, young lady, as you quickly hide behind the banister. No, no, no, I'm dreaming, this isn't real, you think to yourself.

It goes quiet for a minute and you're intrigued so you take for another peek, slowly raising your head above the handrail for a view. As your eyes get the shock of your life, there I stand right in front of you, not as the Santa you know. You see me in a long red coat that's wide open, revealing my delicious six pack.

Your eyes open wide as they go lower. You see a long, thick shape bulging from my trousers as it slides low down across my leg. You take a big gulp as you say, who the fuck are you? Your heart is racing as you're partly scared but surprisingly more turned on.

Why, I'm Santa, of course. I came to give you your present. Okay, now I know I'm definitely dreaming, you think to yourself.

Oh, you are not dreaming, trust me, I say as I walk towards you. You look at your phone and see the 911 light up with a screen call button, thinking should you press it? I know you're thinking of pressing that button, but I wouldn't if I was you.

You won't get your present. I say with a grin as I stand at the bottom of your stairs looking up at you, a present I hold in front of me. It's a red box with lips printed on the paper and a big ribbon with the writing that says feel inside.

You are slightly hesitant but more intrigued. You slowly walk down towards me, our eyes do not lose contact for a second. Your heart beats faster as you reach one step away from me.

What is it? You say. Open it and find out.

You sent me a letter and I deliver the present. What letter? You think to yourself.

Then you remember the drunken wish list and gasp. What the fuck? No way, you don't have a man in there, do you? Well, there's only one way to find out.

I say as I take a step towards you. Notice how close I hold the present to me as you slowly reach your hand inside. I smile at you.

Yes, that's it. Open it up and get a good handful. I say as you undo the ribbon.

You try to peer over to see what's in the box. No peeking. It says feel.

I say a wise laughing. You're hesitant but really curious as your hand goes deeper inside the box. Oh, what is that? You cry as you quickly pull your hand out.

And what does it feel like? You need to have a real good feel. It's exactly as you wished for.

Your face shows a what the fuck expression as you place your hand back inside the box. You feel a round soft dome that's slightly moist. It feels like it had a soft sleeve that moves up and down but it's very firm and large in girth.

You look up at me as you say. What is it? I don't know.

You go deeper as your eyes look at me more intensely. You grab a firm hold. Wow, that's big.

You laugh as you say. Did you bring me a dildo? I have plenty of those.

No, it's not a dildo. Give it a rub. Maybe it's like Aladdin's lamp and their genie will pop out.

I say with a grin. I am not rubbing anything. You yell as you start to take your hand away again.

I grab hold of it firmly. Grab a hold and rub it. I direct you.

You feel a little frightened yet also very turned on as you look how pronounced my abs are and look into my blue steely eyes as you feel your nipples getting harder. You finally someone telling you what to do. You start to rub as you can feel the object getting wetter and more firm and even veiny.

Oh my god. You think to yourself as you realise what it is. Eyes are as wide as your mouth follows in its action.

Yes, now you know what it is. I release your hand and slide off the box as you can look in disgust. That is until you see how big and hard I am.

I reach out to grab your wrist as I pull you against me. Turn around. I say as I force you around so you're facing in front of me.

I push you down so your hands are pressed firmly against the step's edge. I slide down your PJ bottoms, grabbing a firm hold of your cheeks. It's time to make your wishes come true.

I reach forward with a firm grip around your throat. I spit on your arse before sliding my thumb into your anus, pushing deep down as I force your head into the carpeted step. I pull your hand behind your back, placing your hand on my enlarged fobbing cock.

That's it. Rub it like the naughty list, you fucking whore. I groan as you rub up and down, the full length of my incredible shaft.

I pop my thumb out and slide two fingers inside you, scissoring motion to stretch it nice and wide, ready for me to enter inside of you. Oh, Santa. I hear you scream.

Yeah, you fucking love it. I growl deeply as I take my heavy cock from your hand and start slapping it hard against your cheeks. I spit some more down the crack of your cheeks as I bathe my cock in your saliva, lubricating you up, ready for me to slide in.

I lean in close to your pinned head. Mmm, beg for my cock. I whisper in your ear firmly.

Mmm, Santa, you are so bad. I want you inside of me. Please.

I hear you moan as I start to slide my pulsing domed head inside you. Fuck, that's tight. Mmm, yeah, beg for it, bitch.

I groan as I go a mere inch inside of your anus. God, give it to me. I've been naughty.

Now punish me, Santa. Mmm, yeah, that's it. I say as I grip my nails deep into your hips.

I grip so tight, going to leave you bruised. I start to slam every inch I have deep inside of you. Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck. Fuck, that's so big. You scream as you can feel me tearing up your whole.

Yes, you take it. I growl as I wrap my arms around you, lifting you up from the step as your hands support your weight. I ferociously pound your ass into a position similar to the wheelbarrow dive.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, yes, fuck. You scream as you look back at me, mouth wide open as your eyes roll back. Tell me you love my big, long cock.

I order you. Santa, I fucking love your big, long dick. It feels so fucking good.

I lower you back onto the step as I hold both hands around your neck, and I fuck into you some more. My grip so firm it almost chokes you, as I can see the colour in your face change and the veins all over your head angrily protrude. Fuck, don't stop.

Please don't stop. I'm gonna come. I'm gonna come, please.

Please don't stop. You scream aloud as I lower myself onto you, just thrusting my hips, keeping my long cock deep inside you, pulling back an inch, then back in again. Mm, your tight arsehole feels so fucking good around my engulfed cock.

Come for me, you fucking whore. I say as I grab your hair, twisting you around to face me. I spit into your mouth.

You look back at me, watching every one of my abs working hard as you feel your body about to give way. Hands tightly grips around the edge of the step as the other runs down my chest. Shit, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

You yell as your hands start to twitch, your body vibrates intensely and your body starts to shake hard. But do I stop? Do I fuck? I whip out my hard cock, just sliding it in between the crack of your cheeks, adding some more spit.

Yeah, you like that, don't you, bitch? Oh, fuck, Santa. Fuck me.

I did. God. You say rather out of breath and weary.

God's not going to save you. You're my slave. And I have only just begun.

I say as I start rubbing my dick onto your now very wet pussy lips. Oh, fuck, that's very sensitive. You cry as I rub up and down the hood of your clit.

You want my big dick inside you, don't you? You whore. I growl as I pull your hair firmly back, lifting your head up to me.

God, yes. God, yes, Santa. Please.

Please. I spit on you. I lean down to kiss you.

The kind of kiss that tells you you're mine and I'm going to take you. Enough of Santa. Call me master.

I say as I take off my trousers and jacket and slide my huge veiny cock inside you. The screams get louder as I get deeper until I get every inch inside you. Oh, fuck.

Oh, God, fuck me. You get as both hands grip the stepped edge. You turn to bite your hand firmly.

I grab onto your shoulders and I lean back and thrust hard and fast inside you. You feel like you're being pummeled into submission, your hands pushing against the step trying to stop your head from banging into it. Your body shuddering with every deep thrust.

Fuck, master. Give it to me. Please give it to me.

You scream as I run my nails hard down your back so hard I'm drawing blood. I'm going to tag you, bitch. So everyone knows you're mine.

Yes, do it. Give it to me. Oh, God, you're gonna make me come again, please.

Please, master. You get as my hand spread your ass cheeks apart wide as I destroy your pussy. You can feel every inch going inside you as you're ready to blow and let out.

Fuck, master. I'm gonna come. I abruptly stop.

I dig my nails hard into your cheeks. How badly do you want it, bitch? You need to beg for it.

Oh, fuck, please. Please, master. I beg you, please.

Please give it to me. Yeah, that's it. I deeply grab as I start grinding inside you.

I lower my angle so my long cock with its slight curve at the tip hits the G spot. Oh, shit. Oh, fuck.

Wow. Fuck me. Oh, fuck.

Fuck. Fuck. You scream as you feel the pleasure grow from all over.

I slap your ass cheeks hard. You can see my very handprint left as a keepsake. I fuck you into oblivion giving you every inch at every possible angle.

Every ounce of powerful power I have in me. Fuck. Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Fuck. You scream as your body quivers all over. Your whole body lowers onto the steps.

No, I don't think so. I say as I hold onto your hips and thrust into you. Keep in deep with far shallow movements.

Your body insatiably shakes with every orgasm, one after the next. I can barely hear the size of you begging me to stop. Your pussy feels so fucking good, bitch.

I say as I after pulling you out of you. I feel you can take a breather as you turn face on your breast across the lower steps. Oh, fuck me.

You're incredible, master. Oh, that was insane. Oh, fuck.

You poor girl. You think I'm finished. You're sadly mistaken.

Your eyes open wide and your mouth follows in shock as you feel your whole body already been dominating the two of your holes and aching all over after taking me inside you. I pull you up. I lift you up onto me, my big dick grinding into you as I kiss your neck whilst walking you into your bedroom.

I take you through the threshold. I pin you up against the wall. I hold your mouth as I thrust deep inside you with every hard thrush, pushing you up against the wall.

You feel the texture rubbing against your back with each grind. Oh, fuck. I love your cock.

You groan as I lift your top, grabbing firm hold of your big tits, sucking on your perky nipples as I bite firmly around the outside ring of your nipples. Oh, fuck. You yell in slight pain but more filled with pleasure as my grinding cock gets faster and faster.

I pull you away from the wall, cupping my arms under your arse as I hold you away from your body, fucking hard into you. Sweat dripping from every one of my tense abs. Tell me you love it, bitch.

I groan as I push you hard back and forth onto my cock. Oh, baby. I love your dick.

I can feel my balls start to fill up with my huge load. I slow down the grind as I walk you over to the bed. I lay you down across the golden Egyptian cotton sheets, laying you down so your head is almost hanging off the edge of the bed.

I lower myself down to you. Open wide. It's time to fill that filthy mouth of yours.

I say as I rub my cock along your lips. You open as I slide inside of your mouth. Within seconds I have you gagging hard on my cock.

I throat fuck you so hard. All I can hear is gagging and squishing from my cock as I dominate your throat. Fuck yeah.

That's it. You take every inch like a good fucking whore. I growl as I can feel the tonsils in your throat brush against my throbbing head.

I pull out briefly to let you catch some air as your face goes a shade of purple. You like that, don't you? I say as you stick your tongue out filled with your saliva and my pre-cum.

Master. I fucking love it. I want you to come for me.

Come for me please. I beg you. All in good time.

I muster. I slide back inside your throat, thrusting my hips every hard inch deep inside of you as your eyes water and I can see the outline of my throbbing manhood sliding down your throat cavity. Oh fuck yes.

You're gonna make master cum. I groan before I pull out. I walk over to the bed and kneel in front of you.

I lift your arms up and remove your PJ top. Let's let those big breasts out for master. Yes master.

You say as you bite your sopping lip. I spread your legs as I look up at you looking back at me. With the tip of my tongue I start flicking up and down your pussy lips before my tongue swirls around your little clit nub.

Oh fuck that feels so good. You squeal as you feel the sensitive sensation between your legs. You feel the very texture of my tongue gliding across your pussy lips.

Fuck your pussy tastes so good. I say as I suck on your pussy lips as the tip of my tongue slides inside your pussy. I start flicking firmly and building up in tempo until my tongue has devoted its pleasure to your pussy.

Oh fuck I'm going to. You scream as your hands reach down to grip your nails into my shoulder blades. I slide my fingers inside you rubbing against your G spot back and forward as my tongue licks around your pussy.

Oh shit. Fuck. You scream as your nails dig hard into me drawing blood.

Your legs squeeze hard together. I put my head between your pussy and legs. Body shaking with every slow movement inside you.

Pussy juices flowing out as I taste. It tastes so fucking good. I release my head and lean above you as I take hold of your ankles and hold your legs up teasing you in my cock.

Just rubbing against your soaked exhausted pussy. Give a little slap as you look back at me. Hot and sweaty.

Eyes wide open. Baby. I can't take much more.

Please. Please I want you to comfort me so bad. You cry.

I slide myself inside you hard and fast. Grinding deep inside you bouncing further and further off the bed as I raise up. So your head doesn't sink.

Fuck that feels so good. You're gonna make me fucking cum. I grunt as I push your feet down by your head and mix between grinding thrusts and hard pounding.

I pound you hard into the mattress. At the point your pussy is feeling tender and raw. As you beg me.

Please. Please master. I can't take anymore.

I need you. I want you to cum so bad. Please.

Please I beg you. I lean in close. Arms wrapped around your neck thrusting with shallow bursts as I bite onto your neck.

Okay. Master will come for you. I slide up.

Lower your legs as I crawl up raised in front of your fine tits. I spit down on your tits and I spit down on my cock and I start rubbing it in front of you. Take it.

I say as I grab your hand ordering you to rub it. Yeah, that's it. A bit good and hard for me.

I say as your hand becomes a blur rubbing for actually fast. Give it to me. Give me a come Come on, baby.

Give it to me now. You grown as your mouth opens wide. Your tongue hanging out ready to take my huge load.

I can feel myself getting really close. Oh, fuck. I grab your hand.

Stop. I say as I slide my cock between your tits. I grab your hand and get your squeeze your tits together.

Sandwiching my large cock between them as I slide up and down. I grab hold of your throat. As I tick for you hard and fast.

I can feel my balls start to lift. Oh, fuck. Yes.

Or beg for it. I guess I can feel the eruption is imminent. That's it, master.

Give it to me. Give me a big load. Smother it all over my whole face.

You yell as your eyes intensely lock with mine mouth wide open as your tongue touch my throbbing head with every thrust. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Fuck. I yell as my body erupts. One square after the next your face gets completely dominated by my huge load.

It goes fucking everywhere. Fuck me that was an eruption. You saw as your fingers wipe some of the cum that fills your face and tits as you start to lick it up.

I raise myself up and pull your hair back. I tell you to open wide as I slide my cock inside of your mouth once more. Suck every last drop you bitch.

I say as I feel your tongue swelling my now sensitive head making me judder with every touch. My God it feels so fucking good. Once every last drop gets taken by you.

I lay you back onto the bed and I lay down. I rest my hand between my head as if to say my duty is done for the night. Another naughty bitch taken care of.

As you stand up and walk into the bathroom to get cleaned up. As you walk back into the bedroom I lay there with a grin. How does it feel to have your wish fulfilled? I say as you look at me with a smile.

Well if I asked my body it'd be screaming incredible to me. I laugh as you lay beside me. You reach out to grab me for a cuddle.

Sorry bitch. I'm not the soft bitchy kind of Santa. I'm the one that fucks you in every hole making sure you're satisfied.

Well you certainly did that. You say as your head hits the pillow and it's like you blinked in a split second later you woke up. You think to yourself.

What the fuck? Was it all just a dream? You stand up wondering as you walk slowly towards a mirror to see if the handprint I left you is still there.

You slowly lift up your top and there it is. But more curiously there's a present you see in the corner of your eye. It's the present that I was holding in front of me.

But wait. You think it had my cock in it. Surely it's not still there.

You wonder. As you open it to your surprise. My cock is there.

But not as you know it. It's a moulded form with a note that reads. You enjoyed it so much last night.

I thought maybe you'd want a souvenir. That you could enjoy every night. And pleasure yourself whilst thinking of me.

You look back at yourself in the mirror looking at your reflection as you hold this long big cock mould in your hand. You remember just how good it felt. How bad you wanted it to go inside you.

As you reach down into your drawer and grab hold of some lube. That you use for your wand and dildo. You head back over to your bed and get under the covers.

You start to slide my cock mould inside you. Slowly inch by inch. Oh master.

Yes.