Santa's Got a New Fan Pt. 02

She was lying helpless on the bed. Her eyes wild with excitement and fear. Santa was tall and Laverne's bed was short, so Santa glared down at her from his tall stature.

Santa lightly stroked his cock while he stared at her, writhing on the bed. He saw her hand go near her pussy, "Excuse me, little girl, but did Santa say you could touch yourself?"

Laverne immediately froze, terror crossing her face. Santa starts to undo his belt, "Get on all fours and turn around. I want to see how red I can make that fat ass." She did as she was told, "Now, slowly, pull up that nightgown. I want to see if your ass would still fit on Santa's lap."

Santa now had his belt in his hands and was bending it menacingly. Laverne seemed to tremble slightly, while one all fours. Ah yes, just as Santa had hoped. Much like the rest of her body, her ass was fat and round. He could not wait to explore it.

He lightly drug his belt across her ample ass cheeks. On the way back across her pale white ass, Santa made one quick rap on each cheek. It was obvious that Santa has experience with a whip. Laverne tried to yelp, but the hat was still stuffed in her mouth. Santa continued with the belt, alternating cheeks, and keeping his rhythm a surprise to keep her anxiously waiting for the next smack.

Once her ass was sufficiently red he asked, " Did that hurt?" She nods yes. He starts to slowly, gently, rub her sore, red ass cheeks. Her body seems to relax slightly, with the mild relief she felt from his big, rough hands gently caressing her ass. He bends down to kiss each cheek, his beard tickling the outer lips of her throbbing cunt.

His gentle kisses take her by surprise, so she does not suspect his big, rough hand to come slamming down on her bruised ass cheek. She helps.

Santa gets off the bed and finishes removing his clothing. He walks around to the front of the bed and stands directly in front of her, "Now it is time to show Santa just what a good girl you can be. Get on your hands and knees and crawl to the edge of the bed."

She does as she's told, making deep eye contact with Santa as she crosses the large bed. "Good girl. Now stay just like that," Santa grabs each side of Laverne's head, bends down so they are face to face and whispers, "Are you ready choke on Santa's big candy cane?"

She nods in agreement. "Whats that little slut?" He pulls the hat out of her mouth.

"I said yes Santa." Santa wasted no time, and began to slowly, yet forcefully fuck her face. He grabbed the back of her dark hair, which was pulled back in a loose messy bun, and quickened the pace of his thrusts.

He could not believe what a good little cocksucker this sexy, fat house wife was proving to be. He wondered if he husband appreciated what he had in his bed, but Santa had his doubts.

Despite her obvious abilities, she still struggled and gagged a bit when Santa shoved his full cock down her throat. He pulled out his dick, and put his face close to hers again, "How does that dick taste? Does it taste good, baby?"

"Yes Santa, I love your big Christmas cock."

"Then you better moan when I feed it to you, bitch." Santa spit in her mouth, then repositioned himself with his cock in front of her mouth and said, " You do the work this time."

Laverne wasted no time in servicing Santa's old cock. As she sucked, and licked his shaft, she moaned. Santa tried to resist, but felt a deep, "ho, ho, ho" escape his lips.

Not wanting to finish so soon, her velvet throat so tempting, he pulled back.

Santa walked across the room and turned on the light. "I want to get a good look at you. Stand up, on the floor."

She was significantly shorter than Santa, with long brown hair that cascaded over her sagging, natural tits. She was tanned, not overly so, with a big soft belly, and a fat, slightly dimpled ass. She is beautiful, sexy, and something about the look in her dark eyes and curve of her big soft lips made Santa's dick twitch.

Tonight, will be the most thrilling night of sexual debauchery, and it's just getting started.

To be continued...