Adult Christmas Gifts From Santa0 (0)
In Pics: Muskan (Real Age: 22) | Contributed by: Amit (Telegram)
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A child believing in Santa Clause, I can understand. But who believes in Santa into adulthood? Muskan, my 18 year old step-sister did.
Ever since I set my eyes on her the day after Muskan’s 18th birthday — at my mom’s wedding with her dad — I have had the hots for her. But all she seemed to care about was studies.
“Being book smart is not enough Muskan,” I would tell her, but she would just say “all your muscles won’t get you a good job.”
Although she was always among the top 5 students in the class and her daddy’s pride, she was naive and completely lacked any street smarts.
Her belief in Santa even at the age of 18 would have made that clear to you right?
I tried many times to talk her into having some ‘fun’ in her bed or mine. I even told her I would show her mine, if she showed me hers.
But neither did she get what I was hinting at, nor did she seem remotely interested in anything starting with “F”.
Sadly for me, all I wanted to do was “F” her in every hole, every position, all day and all night.
Her red see-through nightie (which, by the way was presented to her on her 18th birthday by a ‘friend’ who clearly wanted to be more than a friend) tormented me whenever I would see her in them.
Of course she wore a bra and panties under the nightie, but my fertile imagination would get Superman’s vision and I would imagine her without the bra and panties, wondering about how big her nipples were and if she shaved down below or if her pussy was all natural and hairy.
To make matters worse for me, that was her favorite nightie and she wore it almost every night, leaving me with aching balls needing a release.
Hearing the loud moaning and grunting sounds from the next room while her dad banged my mom when they thought we were sleeping — at least 2-3 times a week — added to the torture.
My bedroom was between our parents’ bedroom and Muskan’s.
While I could hear it all when our parents had sex, she couldn’t.
I suggested she come over to my room and we could role play what they were doing, but she asked me to mind my own business and leave our parents alone.
Needless to say, I had to masturbate thinking about her almost everyday to release the tension and pain in my balls.
I was at my wit’s end on how to get into her pants and was getting more and more frustrated with every passing day.
She unwittingly presented me with my opening a few weeks ago.
“What’s the matter Muskan?” I asked when I found her crying on the couch in the living room. As was my routine, I had gone to the gym in the morning and had just returned. My mom and her dad had probably already left for work, leaving the crying Muskan alone at home.
“I hate Dad,” she said wiping her tears, “he is such a liar.”
“What happened?” I asked sitting next to her on the couch and putting my hands around her shoulders to comfort her, giving myself an inevitable boner in the bargain.
“Every year, he keeps promising that if I am a good girl, he will make sure Santa comes home for Christmas, but when Christmas comes along, he makes one excuse or another.”
“You mean you have never met Santa?” I asked, playing along.
“Of course I have,” she said giving me a ‘you’re stupid’ look, “but that was back when I was a little girl. My old mom and dad would take me to see Santa, sit on his lap and ask him for a gift in the mall.”
“Then he’s not a liar is he?”
“He is,” she said starting to sob again, “when my old mom died, he said he would make sure Santa visits me on Christmas eve and I could play with him all through Christmas. It’s now three years and every year, he makes one excuse or another. This year, he is not even going to be here for Christmas. He won some award from the company and they gifted him a round trip to Singapore from Dec 24 to Jan 1st. He and mom are going and won’t even be here for Christmas or new years.”
“That’s sad,” I said, “but please don’t cry. After all, your name is Muskan and not rondu.”
“Stop it Amit,” she said slapping my hand hard, “I am not in a mood for your bad jokes.”
“Ok, ok,” I said raising my hands in surrender, “but if you keep beating me, I won’t ask Santa to come visit you either.”
“As if you know Santa.”
“I don’t know him personally,” I said, “but you know my friend Tracy na? Her dad used to work in Greenland, which is so close to the North Pole. He had a kids toys business and used to have a lot of dealings with Santa.”
“Really?”
“Of course,” I said lying, having made the whole thing up, “In fact, at her dad’s request after her 18th birthday, Santa spent all of Christmas eve night playing with Tracy, and she said they had all kinds of fun. But you don’t like fun anyway.”
“If Santa spent the night with me, I would do anything.”
“Ok then, let me talk to Tracy and see if she can get Santa’s number for me or at least ask if he would visit you on Christmas eve.”
“Talk to her now na?” she said excitedly, suddenly perking up.
“Relax and have a little patience,” I said, “it’s a huge ask. Least I can do is ask her in person. I will ask her when I meet her in college tomorrow, ok?”
“Ok,” she said with a pout, but planted a kiss on my cheeks, “thank you sooooo much.”
The next evening, when I got home from college, she was ready and waiting by the door.
“What did she say?” she asked grabbing my hand as I walked through the door.
“Who? What?” I asked confused, having forgotten about the Santa conversation completely.
“Tracy, who else?” she said suddenly mad at me, “You promised to speak with her at college today. Forgot didn’t you? You are also a liar like dad.”
“I didn’t forget ok,” I said, “I did talk to her and she said she would ask her dad to speak with Santa tonight. I should know more tomorrow, ok.”
“Ok,” she said, “you did speak to her na? You are not just saying this to make me feel good right?
“Of course baba,” I said hugging her, once again, giving myself a boner in the bargain, “how can I forget anything you ask for?”
The next day, I pretended to be sad when I reached home from college.
“What happened?” she asked concerned, “is everything ok?”
“I am sorry Muskan,” I said, “but I don’t think this is going to work out with Santa.”
“Why? He refused to come?”
“No, it’s not that,” I said leading her to the couch, sitting her down and planting myself next to her, “I didn’t know this, but apparently, there’s a custom of giving a return gift for a personal visit. When Santa meets little kids at the mall, the parents usually contribute to get Santa a return gift. And the collected money goes towards towards gifts for kids the next year.”
“That’s ok na,” she said, “I can ask daddy to give me the money for Santa’s return gift.”
“No, money won’t help,” I said.
“Why?”
“Because that’s for little kids not adults. Santa usually only visits little children. Have you ever seen your daddy or old mommy or any other parents or their adult kids sit on Santa’s lap or ask him for gifts?”
“No….” she said thoughtful.
“That’s where the problem is.” I said.
“But you said he visited Tracy on Christmas eve after her 18th birthday and they had all kinds of fun all night.”
“That’s adult fun Muskan,” I said. When she looked confused, I added, “Santa’s return gift was Tracy’s holes for a night. Tracy and Santa had sex all night long. He fucked all of Tracy’s holes all night long. In the bargain, he left a lot of his ‘adult’ gifts inside her holes.”
“Haaaaw,” she said her hand going to her mouth instinctively, “that’s not true, Santa is not like that.”
“Don’t believe me if you want, but I am just telling you what Tracy told me. Apparently, it is this way for adults,” I said, holding her again and torturing my cock along the way.
“That’s why adults and parents don’t sit on Santa’s lap because if they did, they would have to have sex with him. He gets gifts and toys for kids and they give a money as return gift. For visiting adults, the return gift for Santa is adult fun.”
“Did Tracy really like the adult fun and sex?” she said after sitting quietly for a while.
“She said she loved it and that Santa was way better than her boyfriend.” I said.
“Better than her boyfriend how?” Muskan wanted to know.
“Tracy had been naughty before Christmas. She had sex with her boyfriend on her 18th birthday and then a few other times before Christmas, but because she agreed to give him all her three holes as return gift, he agreed to spend the whole night fucking her mouth, ass and pussy.”
“But how was Santa better?”
“How he was better than her boyfriend — according to Tracy — was that her boyfriend can never fuck her more than once or twice a day. But Santa kept going all night long fucking her again and again. All she had to do after Samta came and deposited a gift in one of her holes was suck his cock for a few minutes and he would get hard and ready to fuck her again. He made sure she had many orgasms while he fucked her. She said she never had so much fun or that many orgasms with her BF.”
“But I haven’t been naughty,” she said.
“That would have been good for you normally,” I replied nodding, “he might have even spent all of Christmas day fucking you so you got that many more gifts in all your holes, but…”
I paused, and then stood up off the couch, “Why are we even talking about this? I know you have no interest in sex, so there’s no point talking about it.”
“No wait,” she said thinking things over, “isn’t there any other way?”
“Nope,” I said shaking my head, “kids get toys and books, but adults get adult gifts after having adult fun with him. That is apparently the rule. Anyway, don’t take any hasty decisions. Think about it. I have to give Tracy an answer tomorrow so let me know by morning ok?
“Ok,” she said hugging me and planting a kiss on my cheeks, “thanks for trying Amit.”
The next morning, Muskan woke me up at the crack of dawn and told me to say ‘yes’ to Tracy. She would love to have adult fun with Santa if he would spend Christmas eve and Christmas day with her.
“So, you are ok having sex with Santa and letting him fuck you in all your holes?”
“Yes,” she said shyly, “if I were to have sex, I can’t think of a better person to have it with. I will do whatever Santa wants and make him really happy, promise.”
I smiled knowing I had her.
I called her around lunch time from college.
“He said yes?” were the first words out of her mouth.
“No, not yet,” I said, “he wants to see you. Can you send a few pictures?”
In less than a minute, my phone dinged with the message containing her pics. I replied saying I was giving them to Tracy who would send them to Santa and I would get back. I gave it a good hour or so before calling her back.
“Tell me he said yes please,” she begged.
“Calm down, not yet,” I replied, “apparently Santa laughed. He said not this kind of kiddie pics, he wants to see ‘adult’ pics of you.”
“Oh,” she said, “will pics in the red nightie do?”
“Maybe,” I replied, “but don’t wear anything inside it. Make it as adult as you can.”
Fifteen minutes later my phone dinged again. My jaw dropped when I opened the message. The reality was way sexier than my imagination of Muskan with nothing under the red nightie.
I waited another hour before replying, “Horny old man said ‘were you born wearing a nightie?’ apparently.”
She must have anticipated this reply or something similar while she was pacing the house waiting for the reply, because in less than a minute my phone dinged with yet another message that made me go to the bathroom and relieve myself watching the pics.
After I had done my business and recovered from the shock of seeing Muskan in the nude (even if it was only in pictures), I replied back
“He isn’t sure. Says you look too pure and innocent and he thinks you will back out and break the return gift promise. He wants you to record a ‘naughty’ video message promising him all your holes in return for as many gifts as his cock wants to leave in them.
I expected her to call my bluff, but she didn’t. The next message I got from her was a video of her lying in bed naked, caressing her boobs and promising Santa all her holes.
She went one beyond and said it would be an honor for her to give Santa her virginity and have him as her first.
She also said her dad and mom were out of town till after new years and she didn’t want to be alone on her first adult Christmas.
By now, it was evening and instead of replying her message, I decided to go home and continue in person.
She said “one minute” when I rang the door bell, but it took her nearly five minutes to open the door.
She was either still naked and had to put her clothes on, or had stayed in bed, pleasuring herself imagining what all ‘fun’ Santa would have with her. I wasn’t sure which and never really found out.
“What did he say?” she asked as soon as she opened the door.
“Come with me, we are going for a drive,” I replied.
“Why? Just tell me what he said na. He said yes right?”
“It’s not so simple,” I replied, “I will explain in the car, are you coming or not?”
I drove to a secluded alley once we got in the car.
The 10 minute or so of driving was pure hell as she kept pestering me with questions.
Finally, stopping the car, I turned to her. That took her by surprise.
“Why are we stopping here?”
“Because Santa said he didn’t think you were capable of doing real naughty things with a guy, that’s why.”
“You could have told me that at home only,” she said, her eyes starting to tear up.
“He wants proof before he will say yes.”
“Proof?”
“Of you doing something naughty with a guy, like sucking a guy’s cock and swallowing his cum. Do you have a boyfriend?” I asked, already knowing the answer, “If yes, I will take you to him and you can record a video while sucking his cock.”
She shook her head, which was hanging low in sadness.
“That’s what I thought. How about the guy who gifted you that red nightie? I am sure he would be thrilled to have you suck his cock.”
“Ewww no, he’s a creep,” she said cringing her nose, “keeps looking down my cleavage or up my skirt every chance he gets and salivates shamelessly when I catch him.”
I shook my head in fake exasperation, “Look, I know it’s kind of awkward our parents being married and all, but if you want Santa to come over, I am willing to help you record the naughty video.”
“You want me to suck your cock?”
“Doesn’t matter what I want,” I said, “the point is, if you want Santa to come over, you will have to suck someone’s cock. If not me, can you think of someone else whose cock you would like to suck?” She shook her head.
“Ok then,” I said unzipping my pants and turning on the camera on my phone, “get busy”
For the next 30 minutes or so I was in pure heaven. Having cum once already not so long ago over her naked pics, I was in no hurry to cum.
Pretending to coach her, I made sure Muskan gave me the best ever blowjob. After a little tentativeness, she gave my cock an enthusiastic sucking and stroking, even caressing my balls at times, till I finally shot my load in her mouth.
“Swallowed,” I said as she started opening the car window to spit my cum out, “Santa said he wants to see you swallow.”
Once she had swallowed my load, I asked her, “like it?”
“Tastes funny,” she said, “but not in a bad way. Will Santa also taste the same?”
“Hopefully, you will find out on 25th,” I said, watching the video I had been recording while she was sucking me.
Once we got home, I headed to my bedroom, telling her that the video was too long to be sent in a message and I would be trimming it down so I can send it to Tracy, who would send it to Santa.
In my room, as I started watching the video, I started going hard again and had to relieve myself twice while watching her first BJ and her nude pictures.
The next morning, I gave her the good news.
Santa had agreed to to come over after midnight and spend not just the night but all day on 25th fucking her. He had promised to leave more gifts in her holes than he had given any other adult because she had been such a good girl.
She was so excited, she threw her arms around me and kissed me on my cheeks.
“There’s more,” I said as she jumped up and down, her arms still around my neck, “he said, he was sad that your parents won’t be at home till new years and said that, if you make him happy, he may just stay over having ‘adult fun’ with you all day and all night till they return.”
“YAY!” she said excited, “I will make sure I do whatever he wants and make him very happy. Thank you, thank you, thank you.”
“Now, kiss me like an adult,” I said, “after news like that, it’s the least I deserve. It will also be good practice for you before Santa shows up.
Our first kiss was heaven. I ate her mouth hungrily, sucking on her tongue and tasting her saliva while feeding her my tongue and saliva that she readily took in her mouth and swallowed.
While we kissed, my hands explored her barely adult body, caressing her boobs, cupping her ass, running up and down her back.
When I reached between her legs, she pushed me back.
“You are making me wet,” she said shyly, “I want to reserve it all for Santa.”
I could wait a few more days I thought, my balls aching already.
I resisted the urge to masturbate to her pics and video for the week leading up to Christmas, wanting to save my sperm for her.
On Christmas eve, around 10 pm, I picked the duffle bag I had packed and knocked on Muskan’s bedroom door.
“Where are you going?” she asked seeing the bag in my hand.
“Off to Goa with Tracy,” I lied. There was no Tracy to go Goa with. I had made her up along with the rest of the story of her dad’s connection with Santa, “she promised to show me everything Santa did with her. I am going to have lots of fun with her.”
“You won’t be here for Christmas?”
“You will have Santa na,” I said hugging her, “have lots of fun, and hope he stays till new years.”
“I hope so too,” she said, “you are going to have sex with Tracy?”
“You bet.” I said grinning.
“Naughty!” she said slapping my hand playfully, “done it before?”
“Yes, but not with Tracy,” I said, “and look who’s judging. You are going to be spreading your legs for Santa’s cock tonight remember? You’re looking forward to receiving his sperm in your holes aren’t you?”
Muskan blushed a deep red and nodded ‘yes’ shyly.
“Thank you for convincing him to come over,” she finally said shyly, “if only I was less nervous and stressed out.”
“Want me to help you relax a bit and get your pussy all wet and ready for Santa’s cock?”
“Would you Amit?” she asked tentatively, “you have already done so much for me.”
“It would be my pleasure,” I said honestly, “now kiss me good bye like an adult and let me get your pussy all nice and wet for Santa’s cock.
We kissed like we had a week before, with lots of tongue. She let me suck her saliva off her tongue and sucked my saliva off my tongue.
She didn’t stop me when I cupped or when I squeezed her boobs.
She didn’t stop me when I broke the kiss and started kissing and licking her all over the exposed part of her cleavage.
“Does this feel good Muskan,” I asked into her cleavage.
“Oh yes Amit,” she moaned, her body clearly relaxing as she submitted herself to the pleasures I was giving her, “I think I am starting to get wet.”
“Let’s make sure ok,” I said and she nodded.
She didn’t stop me when I pushed her back on the bed and got on top, grinding my obvious erection against her and resuming our kissing while my hand explored her legs and butt.
She didn’t even stop me when I started rubbing her pussy over her panties, which had a damp spot I could feel on my fingers.
“You sure are wet Muskan,” I said, pausing a bit from sucking on her tongue, “nice and ready to receive Santa’s gifts.”
She finally did push me back when I tried to move her panties aside and finger her pussy.
“That’s Santa’s return gift,” she said blushing, “but thank you for getting my pussy ready for him and also for making him agree to come over.”
“Sure,” I said, getting off her bed, silently telling my aching balls their wish will be fulfilled in a few hours and they just had to be a little more patient.
I started heading out of her bedroom. After a couple steps I stopped and turned around.
Oh I almost forgot,” I said slapping my forehead, “Tracy said Santa sent another message. He said to leave the main door unlocked because we don’t have a chimney. He prefers to let himself in and does not like ringing a bell. He wants you to be the way you were born when he comes over…meaning no clothes. He said you might not recognize him because he isn’t as fat as he looks with kids and won’t be wearing as many clothes himself.”
“Adult Santa is naughty no?” she said her forehead creasing.
“Don’t judge him Muskan. All you have known is the kids version of Santa. He can’t be the same way with adults as he is with little kids can he? It makes sense when you think about it. He is an adult with the adults he visits, doing adult things. With little children, he is the sweet old man bearing gifts and toys. Also, think about the era he is from. People probably didn’t even wear clothes back then. So seeing adults in clothes would actually be weird for him.
“Hmmm… makes sense,” she said.
“Anyway, Merry Christmas Muskan, Happy New Year, and have lots of fun losing your virginity to Santa” I said, “Go along with whatever Santa says, don’t judge him, and don’t say no and I am sure you will have a lot of fun with Santa. I hope I don’t see you again this year, but if Santa leaves, give me a call and I will come over. I don’t want you to be alone on new years’ eve.”
With that, I walked out of the house leaving Muskan to think I wouldn’t be back for eight days.
Muskan’s bedroom window and bathroom windows overlooked the main gate. When I returned around 11:30, I could see a light on in her both the windows and steam coming out of the bathroom vent, a clear sign than she was taking a shower. I hoped she was shaving her virgin pussy for Santa too.
After a few minutes, the bathroom light turned off and a couple minutes later, I could see the silhouette of her pacing back and forth across the bedroom window.
I couldn’t tell if she had any clothes on or not because of the closed curtains. I wished her curtains were parted so I could see her but that would have to wait.
Not wanting to risk being seen, I went around the back of our place, scaled the compound wall and tiptoed up the stairs to the terrace. My heart was racing in anticipation of fucking my step sister, someone who had made me masturbate everyday, sometimes more than once, since she came into my life. I couldn’t believe my luck that I would get to pop her cherry and take her virginity.
I had a raging boner because of all these thoughts as I unzipped my duffle bag and got out the stuff I would need.
My friend in theater had assured me that the wig and beard he had given wouldn’t come off even if someone pulled on them for at least 10 days. The only way to get them off was to use the special shampoo he had provided. I put that back in the side zipper of the bag. I wouldn’t be needing it for a few days — I hoped.
The only other things in the bag were a red Santa hat, a furry red robe and red underwear, all of which I had got from my theater friend. I took my clothes off and put them on.
“Ho Ho Ho!” I shouted as I opened the main door and entered our house.
“Merry Christmas Santa,” Muskan called out from the bedroom, “I am here in the bedroom, just as you asked.”
I made my way in that direction and opened her bedroom door.
There she lay in all her naked glory, wearing just a Santa or Elves hat and her glasses.
My eyes took in her untouched naked beauty laying just a few feet away and my cock sprang up.
She had shaved her pussy for me after all, I thought as my eyes rested on her virgin pussy. Her hand self-consciously went to cover herself.
My balls had been aching for a while now in anticipation and I knew that it would be a wonder if I lasted even a minute the first time.
“Ho Ho Ho!” I said again, opening and discarding the robe on her bedroom floor, “ready for your first gift child?”
Muskan’s eyes went large as she saw the obvious erection in the red Santa underwear as I stepped up to the bed. When she had given me a BJ in the car, it was dark and she hadn’t got a good look at my cock. She would be feasting her eyes for the very first time on a hard male cock.
“Come get your first gift in your mouth,” I said standing next to the bed, my erection pointing straight at her.
She got off the bed shyly and kneeled in front of me, looking up at me nervously.
“Go on, unwrap your present,” I said, “it has yummy gifts for you.”
She tentatively pulled my underwear down and gasped as my erection sprang free.
“Oh Santa,” she said shocked, her eyes going wide, “you are so big.”
“Like your present?”
She just nodded, her eyes still locked on my pole as I let my underwear drop to the floor and stepped out of it, my cock pointing at her all the while.
Some animal instinct in her must have taken over at that point, because she reached for my shaft and started kissing in from base to tip.
Then she lifted my cock up with her mouth and grabbing the shaft with her hand, she licked all over the underside of my member.
Taking the head in her mouth, she licked the tip which already had precum oozing before taking the head in her mouth.
Immediately, I started thrusting into her mouth and she eagerly took as much of my hardness in her mouth and down her throat as she could.
I have no idea how I lasted as long as I did. It must have been a couple minutes, but my balls were aching to erupt and every second of holding back was pure agony.
I grunted in pure pleasure as I shot my load all over her pretty face, her hair, her glasses, and yes, a lot of it in her mouth.
Once I was spent, she licked my cum from her lips and used her fingers to scoop as much of it as she could from her face and hair, swallowing every drop that she could.
When she was done, I took her glasses off made her stand in front of me.
“Now for my return gift,” I said before kissing her mouth.
She was eager and willing as she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out for me. I licked and sucked on her tongue and she sucked on mine just as enthusiastically.
I pinched her naked nipples while continuing to kiss her, making her moan in my mouth.
Still kissing her, I lay her on the bed and turned her around on her back. Then, I proceeded to kiss and lick her on the neck.
She groaned in pleasure. I kissed and nibbled on both her ear lobes before kissing and licking her neck some more.
Lower and lower down her naked back I went, kissing and licking every inch of her. When I reached her ass, I kissed and licked all over both her ass cheeks before making her get on her knees.
Spreading her ass cheeks wide, I licked her up and down the valley between them. I probed her butt hole with my tongue, pushing my tongue into her and opening her up as I licked her.
“Oh Santa,” she groaned, “what are you doing?”
I stopped licking her and started probing her butt hole with my fingers
“Getting your sweet little ass ready to receive gifts child. You promised to receive my gifts in all your holes remember?” I said.
“Yes Santa,” she replied, her voice hoarse, “but ass is dirty no?”
“Oh no sweetheart,” I replied, “every inch of you is beautiful. I loved licking your ass and look forward to fucking it so I can leave a gift for you in your butt hole.”
“Oh Santa, thank you for coming tonight.”
“You are most welcome sweetheart,” I said, “I will soon be cumming in you. Hope you are ready for me to fuck you all night.”
“I want make you happy Santa,” she said, “so whatever you want to do, I am all yours.”
I proceeded to lick and kiss her all over the back of her legs till I reached her feet. After licking both her feet, I sucked on every toe before turning her around.
I then proceeded to lick and kiss her up one leg till I reached her groin, and then the other.
Instead of kissing and licking her pussy — which I was aching to lick — I went past her pubic area, kissing and licking her all over her belly.
I probed her navel with my tongue for a few minutes before proceeding to kiss and lick her higher and and higher. I licked her up the valley between her breasts and then all over her neck and shoulders.
I then kissed and licked both her arms, sucking on each of her fingers before I returned to kissing her mouth.
As I kissed her, I reached between her legs and started caressing her up and down her opening.
Moaning in my mouth, she took my cue and started stroking my limp cock.
“Will it get hard again Santa?” she asked when we finally broke the kiss.
“Oh it will sweetheart,” I said kissing her neck while continuing to stroke her pussy, “It has so many gifts to give you. It will be getting hard again and again for you all night long, don’t worry. You just will have to help it with your hands and mouth.”
I kept kissing and licking her lower and lower down her torso while fingering her pussy till I reached her boobs.
Taking one nipple in my mouth, I sucked hard. Muskan let out a yelp of pleasure.
“Like it sweetheart?” I asked and she nodded, smiling shyly.
I resumed sucking her nipple while squeezing her other breast and pinching the free nipple. Then I switched nipples and devoured the other breast. I left a number of hickies all over both her breasts as I enjoyed them. Muskan was still stroking my cock as I was enjoying her virgin body.
“Santa, it is starting to grow again,” she moaned, as my cock started to stir.
“I told you it would,” I said, “now to get it all the way hard again while I taste your pussy.”
With that, I spread her legs and licked her up and down her slit, giving special attention and flicks of my tongue to her clit region.
She was already wet and moaning loudly as I licked her.
“Like it child?” I asked her.
“Oh God yes Santa,” she groaned, “it feels so good.”
After gently licking her for a while, I decided to up the ante.
Spreading her legs as wide as I could, I started devouring her hungrily.
“Oh God Yessssss!” she shrieked, her body shaking as I ate her virgin pussy.
“Cum for Santa sweetheart,” I said into her pussy, “feed Santa your cum.”
“Oh God, oh God, oh God,” she kept moaning, her body shaking violently and breath getting shallower and shallower.
“Aaaahhhh” she finally screamed as her orgasm hit, shaking her entire body.
She grabbed my wig and pulled me into her, thrusting her pussy violently in my mouth as wave after wave of rocked her body.
I kept eating her hungrily throughout her orgasm that seemed to go on and on for ever. Even after her orgasm passed and she collapsed panting, I didn’t stop devouring her.
“Oh God, noooo,” she moaned as her body inched towards yet another orgasm and screamed out loud when it hit… and then a third one followed the second just a minute later.
“Incredibly delicious,” I said licking my lips, when she begged me to stop. My fake beard was soaked in her juices.
“That was the most delicious and sweetest return gift ever.” I said honestly.
“Really?” she moaned, her breathing still shallow, “you liked it Santa?”
“See?” I said showing her my rock hard erection, “see how hard you made me? Now it’s time to give you your second gift.”
Turning her around, I lifted up her hips and spread her ass cheeks, wanting to save the best — her pussy — for the last because I really wanted to last when I fucked her pussy.
I licked her butt hole for a while before opening her and sliding a finger into her, I kissed her all over her neck and back as I slowly slid a second finger into her.
Continuing to kiss her all over her back and butt cheeks, I finger fucked her butt till she was nice and open for my cock.
“Ready for your second gift sweetheart?” I asked her positioning my shaft at her rear entrance.
“It’s too big Santa,” she said clearly afraid now, “will it hurt?”
“I promise you will enjoy it child,” I said pushing my cock against her entrance.
She was incredibly tight and moaning loudly as I slowly pushed into her.
Inch by inch I entered her, pulling back and then pushing forward again.
It took close to two minutes before my cock was buried to the hilt in her ass.
“Does it hurt?” I asked her, once I was all the way inside her.
“No Santa,” she moaned, “I can feel you inside me, and it feels so good.”
Encouraged, I started moving in and out of her, slowly at first but gradually picking up the tempo.
Before long, I was drilling her ass hard and deep.
“Like it Muskan?” I asked.
“Oh God yes Santa,” she groaned, “are you having fun?”
“Oh yes sweetheart,” I said, “my cock is getting ready to deposit your second gift deep inside your ass.”
Reaching past her legs, I started rubbing her clit, even as I pounded her ass.
“Cum for Santa child,” I said rubbing her clit while fucking her ass hard and deep.
“Oh God, oh God,” she started moaning within a couple minutes, “I am going to cum Santa, do you want me to feed you from my pussy like before?”
“Next time child,” I said wanting to time my climax with her orgasm, “I am so close to filling your ass full of gifts.”
“Aaaah,” she screamed as her orgasm hit, cumming all around my finger. At the same time, I grunted and shot my load deep inside her ass.
Once spent, I collapsed on top of Muskan, our sweat soaked naked bodies wrapped around each other, both of us panting heavily from well over an hour of sex.
Turning her around on her back, I kissed her lovingly, “liked your gifts child? Having fun?” I asked.
“Oh Santa,” she said kissing me back and reaching for my limp cock that she started caressing lovingly, “I had no idea adult fun was so much fun. But Santa, you remind me of my brother. You look a bit like him.”
“Yes child,” I said, “I take the form of the person the girl or woman I am visiting normally has fun with. Since you have been such a good girl and only sucked your brother’s cock because I asked, I decided to take his form.”
“Oh,” she said, “makes sense. Thank you so much for the most wonderful gifts ever!”
“Oh sweet child, we are just getting started.” I said, reaching between her legs and caressing her pussy, “I haven’t even fucked your delicious pussy yet or given it any gifts. I am hoping you will feed me a few more of your delicious orgasms tonight making my cock go hard each time, because my cock wants to give you many gifts, if you want them.”
“Oh yes Santa,” she gushed, “I want as many gifts as you want to give me.”
We lay in bed, talking and recharging our batteries. The fact that our hands were all over each others’ bodies meant that we never really fully ‘came down’ from the sexual high we had just experienced.
“Want to rest or get me hard again?” I finally asked her.
“Rest can wait till after you go back to North Pole, Santa,” she said smiling, “I don’t want to waste any time with you Santa.”
I didn’t have to tell her what ‘getting Santa hard again’ meant.
Getting between my legs, she took her my cock in her mouth and started sucking and stroking me.
Every now and then, she would lick up and down my shaft and at times, either caress or lick my balls.
It didn’t take too long for my cock to start stirring again, but it took well over 15 minutes of intense sucking and stroking before I was all the way hard again.
I let her suck and stroke me for a while more because I was thoroughly enjoying the sensations of her mouth, tongue and hand around my member.
Eventually, it was time to pop her cherry and I pushed her off my cock. Making her lie on her back, I got between her legs. Instead of putting it in her immediately, I kissed and licked her pussy for a while till she was dripping wet again.
“The first time can hurt a little child,” I said rubbing my shaft against her opening, “but it will feel great afterwards, and you will be asking me to fuck your pussy again and again, I promise.”
She nodded, pursing her lips, bracing for the pain. But it didn’t come, at least not immediately the way she expected it to come.
Once the tip of my cock was in her, I pulled out and then pushed a little further in. Slowly, I inched deeper and deeper into her till I felt resistance.
When I pushed forward breaching it, Muskan screamed, closing her eyes shut tight, as pain shot through her body.
It was done. I had taken her virginity. I held myself in her, waiting for her to recover from the pain.
“You ok child?” I finally asked her when she opened her eyes. She nodded.
“You want me to stop?” I asked, hoping she wouldn’t say yes, “I can stop and head back to the North Pole if you want.” Panic in her yes, she vigorously shook her head ‘no’.
“You sure Muskan?” I asked and she nodded again.
“Please Santa, stay with me. I want all the gifts you want to give me.”
“That’s my girl,” I said smiling. Slowly, I pushed deeper and deeper into the depths of her tight pussy.
Bending forward, I kissed her lovingly. “Focus on me, not your pussy,” I said as I started moving in and out of her.
Our tongues wrestled in an intense passion as I moved deeper and deeper into her pussy.
“Still hurting?” I asked her, “tell me what you feel.”
“No,” she replied and wrapped her legs around my hips, pulling me into her, “I am just enjoying the feel of your hardness so deep inside me Santa.”
“Ok then,” I said smiling, “let’s have fun till my cock feeds your pussy your next gift.”
I started moving in her faster and faster with each stroke, while we took turns sucking on each others’ tongues.
“Oh God Santa,” she groaned as I started pounding her pussy harder and deeper, “you feel so good inside me. This is so much fun Santa.”
Pretty soon, my tongue was fucking her mouth and my cock her pussy with an intense passion.
“Oh Santa,” she groaned, “I think I am going to cum.”
When her orgasm hit, her pussy muscles contracted around my shaft, literally milking it and I couldn’t hold back any longer.
Both of us screamed in pleasure as I shot my load deep inside Muskan’s pussy.
Spurt after spurt of of my sperm flooded her pussy, filling her up.
Her orgasm, combined with mine, made both of us ride the high for a long time and I kept shooting spurt after spurt of my sperm into her.
After probably a minute or so, my cock stopped leaking cum and I collapsed on top of her.
“Welcome to adulthood sweetheart,” I said kissing her, my cock still moving inside her, “you are a virgin no more.”
“Thank you Santa,” she said, continuing to move her hips, her pussy muscles still milking my cock, “I can feel your cum… I mean gift, deep inside me. It feels so warm and nice.”
“Want to rest or would you like me to keep fucking you?” I asked her.
“Like I said before Santa, I don’t want to waste any time with you. If you are ready to go on, I’d love for you to fuck me as much as you want to.”
“Then let’s clean up. How do you feel about fucking in the shower?”
“Sounds like fun… adult fun.” she said smiling.
We cleaned each others’ bodies and she sucked my cock till I was hard again before guiding my hardness to her pussy.
It was the longest shower of my life as I fucked her for close to 30 minutes before creaming her pussy for the second time that night.
Back in bed, we rested for a while wrapped around each other, before she asked me if I wanted to fuck her again.
“I would love to child,” I said, “I was only thinking of giving you some rest.”
In reply, she reached for my cock and stroked and sucked it back to hardness.
By morning, I had creamed her pussy thrice, fed her two loads of cum and creamed her ass also twice.
She had fed me five orgasms while I ate her pussy and had cum four more times around my cock.
Both of us were completely spent by now and lay wrapped around each other, kissing, sucking on and licking each others’ tongues.
“Can I ask you something Santa?” she said between kisses.
“Sure child,”
“Can you stay and fuck me till mom and dad return from their vacation?” she asked, “I had so much fun tonight. I promise to be a good girl and let you fuck me as much as you want.”
“I would love to child,” I said, “besides, I owe you a lot of gifts for all your 18 years. Even if you take one gift each in your mouth, pussy and ass for each birthday, that’s 54 gifts I owe you… plus gifts for every month of your adult life and gifts for each month till next Christmas.
“All for my pussy Santa?” she asked, “I want to swallow some too, please.”
“For all your holes child.” I said, “I enjoyed fucking all your holes Muskan and want to fuck your mouth, ass and pussy again and again while I am here. I want to make sure none of your holes feels left out. That would be bad.”
“Sure Santa, but that many gifts will take a lot of time no?” she said.
“Yes, and a lot of fucking. So you will have to suck my cock back to hardness every time I give you a gift ok?” I said looking forward to fucking my step-sister day and night till our parents returned, “I had a lot of fun too tonight and since you were such a nice girl, I would love to keep fucking you till your parents return.”
“Oh Santa,” she said kissing me, “thank you so much.”
“Tell me child,” I said after a while, “Which of the gifts did you like the most? The ones in your mouth, ass or pussy? That will tell me which hole to fuck most for the next few days and nights.”
“Pussy,” she said grinning, “I love how your cock feels inside me and the warmth of your gits flowing through me. I also loved the taste of your gifts and would love to swallow your gifts too, but that was the second favorite. If I may ask Santa, which hole did you enjoy fucking and filling with gifts the most?”
“Oh I enjoyed fucking all three dear Child, but if I were to pick a favorite, then eating, fucking and filling pussy was the most lovely and enjoyable,” I said sucking on her tongue, “I also enjoyed feeding your mouth from my cock. But my favorite was every time your pussy fed me your orgasm as a return gift. That made me very happy and got my cock hard and ready to give you more gifts.”
“Honestly Santa,” she said beaming, “I loved it when you made me cum with your mouth and fingers and how hungrily you ate my orgasms. It was such an honor to feed you from my pussy. That was the best for me too, even better than when you fucked and filled my pussy full of your gifts.”
“If that’s what you liked most, then I promise to eat your pussy for hours everyday as long as you keep feeding me your orgasms. However, I do need to train you pussy to squirt during your orgasms. For that, I would have to eat and fuck your pussy a lot and make sure you have lots of orgasms. That just means lots and lots of gifts for your pussy. I am hoping that you will be squirting like a tap before your parents return.”
“Thank you Santa,” she said kissing me, “but please feed me your gifts too. I liked swallowing them.”
“I will child, and I will also fuck and fill your ass full of gifts, because it shouldn’t feel left out. But I will make sure your pussy gets eaten and fucked the most, then your mouth and then your ass, ok?”
She grinned happily, “This is the best Christmas of my life!!! Will you come back to fuck me again next Christmas Santa?” she asked, “please say yes Santa, I would love for you to come back and give me more of your wonderful gifts.”
“I would love to, if you are a good girl next year,” I said, “but being good as an adult is different from being good as a child. When you are an adult, the rules are different. For adults, not having sex is being naughty. So you should have as much sex as your body desires. The more sex you have the less naughty and more nice you have been as an adult. Does it make sense?”
“Yes Santa,” she said, “I promise to be nice as an adult, now that I realized how much fun it is.”
“Do you have a boyfriend who can fuck you child?”
“No,” she said, “and I realize that it was a mistake to say no to the adult fun Amit used to suggest we have.”
“Amit? You mean your step brother?”
“Yes Santa, would it be wrong to let him fuck me?”
“If your body enjoys it, nothing is wrong child.” I replied, “if he makes you happy, and wants to fuck you, I think you should let him.”
“I will Santa,” she said, “I will make him fuck me so much that you will say I was the nicest girl in the world this year.”
As I had promised, I fucked her brains out as Santa till our parents returned, filling all her holes with gift after gift.
She was squirting in my mouth and around my cock on day two itself.
While Santa returned to North Pole on Jan 2nd, Amit took his place, helping her fulfil her promise to Santa of being the ‘nicest girl in the world’ so he would return to fuck her again next Christmas.
I have been fucking her almost every day since then.
She says the adult Christmas gifts she got from Santa were the best ever and I can never match him in bed. She doesn’t believe my cock is even half the size of Santa’s.
If only she knew 😉
THE END
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