The Naughtiest One

Jenny woke suddenly. She had no idea why, since it was midnight and everything was quiet in the house. But then she heard it again, the sound that had apparently awoken her. It was a soft scraping sound, like something being pulled across the wood floor in the living room. She looked toward the doorway and saw a soft light that seemed to shimmer coming from there. Oddly, she wasn't scared, but rather, she felt excited, as if something wonderful and long-anticipated was about to happen. She slid out of bed, shivering slightly as the cool air hit her body, clad in a little red slip-type nightie with spaghetti straps and trimmed in lace. Tip-toeing across the bedroom, she peeked around the corner into the living room.

"Okay, I must still be asleep." she thought, giving her head a shake. There, in front of the Christmas tree with his back to her, was a man in a red suit, trimmed in white fur, with a matching red hat and black boots. The soft light she had seen appeared to emanate from the man, surrounding him with a warm, shimmering aura that seemed to put her at peace.

As she watched, he reached into a large velvet bag next to him (This was apparently what she had heard being dragged across the floor.) One after the other, he pulled several beautifully wrapped gifts from it and placed them under the tree. When he finished, he sat down in her favorite big velvet chair and began to rearrange things in the bag. Then, leaning back, he stretched his arms and legs out and gave a long sigh. Just then, he happened to look up and saw Jenny watching him.

"Ho ho ho, Jenny, Merry Christmas! You caught me, didn't you?" His eyes twinkled at her as his rosy red cheeks pulled back in a big smile. Jenny didn't really know what to say in response. She was puzzled - this was obviously Santa Claus, but where was the white beard and flowing white hair? This guy had only a dark moustache and from what she could see under the hat, short dark hair. And where was the little round belly? He was in pretty decent shape.

"Um, Santa?" she asked.

"Well, in a manner of speaking, Jenny. I am a part of Santa. You see, Santa isn't just one man, but he's the embodiment of the spirit of everything that's good in all people. So, there are lots of us that are able to act as Santa."

"Oh....I see...." Jenny did see, but she still couldn't make sense of it in her brain. The feeling that she got from him told her that what he said was undeniably true, though. "It's just one of those things we have to take on faith, isn't it?" she asked.

"Exactly!" he replied.

"So, do I call you Santa, or......." She wasn't certain.

"Well, in my everyday life, my name is Joseph. So, you can call me either one," was his answer. "So, come here and sit on my lap and tell me what you want for Christmas, Jenny my dear."

"Shouldn't you already have that taken care of by now?" she smiled back at him.

"Well, yes, but I've been hoping all year that you would come sit on my lap, ever since I saw that you were one of my assigned stops for tonight, and since you have the chance now, I'm hoping you'll give Santa what HE wants most for Christmas!"

Jenny giggled, and skipped across the floor and snuggled into Santa Joe's lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and his went around her waist. He leaned down and planted a kiss on her lips, and then another and another. After a few seconds, she noticed something.

"Mmmm, Santa Joe, I think you're going to have one more very large gift for me soon, aren't you?"

He chuckled. "Yes, indeed, Jenny. Would you like to start unwrapping our presents now?"

She quickly had the three big buttons on his jacket undone, and he slipped the straps of her gown off her shoulders. The chilly air hit her now-bare nipples, and they instantly stiffened into sharp, rosy pink peaks. He saw this and leaning down, took them one after the other in his mouth, gently kissing and nibbling them and then sucking them. As he did, she felt the "gift" in his lap grow even larger. Hopping off his lap, Jenny pulled the black boots off and then pushed him back a bit until she could tug the pants of the suit off of him.

"Oh my," she giggled, "You even have red & white briefs underneath! But...they have to go too." And go they did, leaving Santa sitting in the chair naked except for his hat. Jenny stood up and her nightie slid to the floor. She had nothing on now but the neatly trimmed bush around her pussy.

"Ooo, Santa Joseph, is that my present?" Jenny's eyes widened as she saw the now very stiff cock which the red pants had been hiding.

"Yes, I believe you had a "jumbo" size on your list, didn't you? Will this do?" Santa gave a little wave of the proudly erect "gift" as he spoke.

"Oh, yes, I love it!" she beamed. Santa Joe's lips were now exploring all over her body, from her lips down over her neck, her chest and breasts, her stomach, down her legs and back up, and finally coming to rest on the lips of her swiftly moistening sex. There he went to work, licking, nibbling, and sucking on her lips and then on her clit.

Jenny threw her head back and moaned. His lips were so soft on her, and so arousing, that she could feel her juices starting to drip out of her. As they did, he lapped them up with strokes of his tongue, which only served to produce more juices. Her legs tightened on either side of his head and she sighed breathlessly, feeling the tension rising inside her. His hands moved up the back of her thighs and began squeezing and kneading her ass cheeks and then stroking down the crack between them. They reached her tight little puckered star and the wetness of her pussy. A finger of one hand slid smoothly into the slick walls of her pussy and began to stroke deeply up inside her as his mouth continued to suck at her clit.

"ooooh, Santa.....yesssss......ohhh.....YEESSSSS!" At this, she felt a wave of warmth wash over her, her body tingled, and then the tension exploded as her orgasm crashed over her, her honeyed nectar gushing over Santa's fingers and onto his tongue.

After a few moments to catch her breath, Jenny climbed back into Santa's lap. "Thank you Santa Joe, that was the best Christmas present ever! But, what is on YOUR list? What can I give YOU?"

"I thought you would never ask, my sweet. Stand up and I'll show you." They stood, and he moved her to face the back of the chair. Pressing firmly on the small of her back, he bent her over until her breasts were on the back of the chair and her hands spread out on the arms to support her. Grasping her around the waist from behind, he pressed up against her, and she could feel the head of that "jumbo" cock pressing against her soaked pussy. His other hand rubbed the head up and down over her, from the crack of her ass to her clit and back again, spreading the wetness from her dripping pussy and his precum all over her.

Poising it at the entrance to her pussy, he suddenly thrust into her, all the way into her with one stroke, quick and hard. She gasped as she felt the full length and girth of him penetrating her so swiftly and filling her so completely. He pulled back almost out of her and then repeated the stroke, if anything harder and deeper. Jenny could feel him at the very end of her pussy, hammering against the entrance to her womb, the head seeming to stretch her with every thrust.

He did this several times, his speed increasing each time, until he was pounding away at her, hard and fast, taking her almost violently in his enthusiasm. The intensity of it was arousing her all over again, and by the time she felt him begin to throb inside her, she was throbbing as well. Together, their moans and murmurs filled the house until, with a rumbling roar of a cry, Santa Joe began to cum, streams of warm, thick cream gushing like a fire hose into her hungry pussy.

With the sensation of that first spurt, Jenny released again, her muscles squeezing his cock, milking it as it spewed cum deep inside her. She felt its warmth as it trickled down her legs, and still Santa Joseph came. Finally, he slumped over her, kissing the back of her neck. She felt his cock, still inside her, start to soften.

Panting, Jenny and Santa Joe dropped back into the big chair, cuddling together in the afterglow of their gift-giving. Suddenly she sat up, concern on her face.

"Santa, what about all the other deliveries you have to make? And aren't the reindeer getting restless?"

Laughing, he replied, "Oh, Jenny, you were the last stop on my list. I had to give you plenty of time since you were the naughtiest one on that list! And reindeer? Really? You don't know me very well, do you? I made my deliveries in my super-duper sleigh, my trusty Mustang!"

"Me? The naughtiest? That can't be! I've tried really hard to be good this year. Really, I have!" she protested at the skeptical look on his face.

With a mischievous smirk, Santa Joe pulled out a long, long, LONG list from his bag. Pointing at each item on it, he proceeded to remind Jenny of the many very naughty things she had indeed done that year. With each item, her face fell a bit more until she was nearly in tears.

"If I've been so naughty, why am I getting such wonderful gifts?" she asked.

Santa chuckled and replied, "These are a different type of gift than conventionally "good" girls get. If you'll notice, the first couple of items on the list...well, we just recreated those! You see, instead of getting a lump of coal or something for being "bad", your task is to show Santa how good you were at being bad. When you've done that, well, you'll still be on the naughty list but neither of us will care!"

Laughing, Jenny kissed Santa Joseph long and deep, and with that, they retired to the bedroom to wrap themselves in each other until morning, checking items off of Jenny's naughty list and Jenny showing Santa how good a naughty girl can be. And as everyone knows, you get one gift on Christmas Eve, but you get LOTS of gifts on Christmas morning! [email protected]