Cumming Down the Chimney

In 2024 it is particularly hardTo remember why we believe in the white-bearded bard.

While TikTok and Instagram spread the brain-rotOnly some of us are reminded of why Santa's so hot.

A young woman going by the name of Glenda Mae SueIs one of hardly any her age that still has a seasonal clue.

She always believed,No, she never forgot,And when she grew up, she tickled her bean to Mr. Claus...Whether others believed it or not.

"He is too real!" She declaredTo her University mates.Who refused to believe--They'd moved on to other hot dates.

But Glenda Mae Sue,With her ass-length platinum blonde hair,Only had eyes for the jolly man in a red suit,And she didn't want to share.

Despite an innocent faceAnd wire-rimmed glasses,The temperature of her loinsCould melt frozen molasses.

The boys all asked her out(She had the perkiest tits)But Glenda turned them swiftly down,There's only one lap in which she sits.

The mall Santas took out restraining orders,The red cross had to make a PSA,It seemed no one was gonna standin Glenda Mae Sue's horny way.

After so many yearsWith nary an encounterOn December 24th, she put out a plate of her best cookies--Anything to make him mount her.

She hung mistletoe over every door,Then put out a warm glass of milk.Slipped into her skimpy Christmas PJsmade of the softest, thinnest silk.

And fell asleep in a chair by the fireplace.

Not a creature was stirring,As the snow fell outside.When suddenly hoofbeatsSignaled the end of a wintery ride.

Then down through the chimneyCame the fat man himself!Chris Kringle, he's here!Much hotter than any elf.

As Glenda Mae SueDreamed of humping and egg nog,He tiptoed right past her,Disturbing not one fire-place log.

He placed a big box of presentsunder the tree.Then turned to make his escape,When he noticed her dosing blissfully.

It's not very oftenThat Santa stops what he's doing,But Glenda Mae Sue's cleavageSet thoughts in his mind brewing.

He snapped out of it,Grabbing his sack,But he tripped on the carpet!And fell flat on his back.

Glenda jumped from the chair,Startled awake,She saw Santa on the floorAnd she started to quake.

"Oh Santa, it's you!You've finally come!"She panted the words outBut she wasn't close to done.

He stumbled to his feetAlmost 40 inches taller.She battered her eyelashes,Feeling quite a bit smaller.

"Can I open my present?"She asked with a smile on her face."Oh um, I really must be going--"Santa tried, but couldn't slow her pace.

Glenda grabbed the box from its placeAnd tore the wrapping free.Inside was a vibrator and a dildoAnd she yelped with glee!

(Elves are the best at making toys of all kindsEspecially those you put in your pussyAnd up the behind.)

"Oh Santa, they're perfect!"She held up the rubber cock in her hand"It's just right size for my hole.How'd you know I love to get rammed?"

Santa blushed redder than his suit,This wasn't at all proper..."Young lady, I really must be going..."The bulge in his pants was becoming a whopper...

"You can't leave yet, Santa,I must show my appreciation."She took his hand,"I think you deserve some relaxation."

"I'm flattered, I amBut I've a long night ahead..."

"That's really no excuse not to get in my bed."

"It's the north pole code. My hands they are tied!"

"Then why is your candy cane growing 10 inches wide?"

She took a step forward,and he took one right back.His boner flopping aroundAs he tried to hide it with his sack.

So Glenda Mae SueLooked up right above,And pointed to the mistletoe,Then declared her love.

"Santa, I must tell you, it's my one biggest wish."

"Dear, I don't know what to tell you, this one's a miss."

Stepping onto a chairShe cornered the jolly man.Then held her lips an inch from hisAs erotically as one can.

She kissed him quite sweetlyWarm enough to melt any heart,But then she slid her tongue in,Like a true Christmas tart.

Poor Santa was helpless,His cock throbbed in his pants.He let her do it.Knew he didn't stand a chance.

She giggled,untying her top,And her perky boobs spilled outGlenda started to hop.

She licked and she teased,Brought her mouth to his ear,Then whispered, "Santa, please fuck me,I've been a very good girl this year."

His yule log twitchedAs she pressed herself against it.Christmas was coming earlyAnd it couldn't be prevented...

She climbed down from the chairAnd touched him through his pants"How big is it, Santa?"Of all the wishes he grants...

She undid his belt,And grabbed the hem of his trousers,She gave them a heaveAnd revealed the biggest of Santa's powers.

His north pole swung out,Bigger than any she'd seen,And she gasped in ecstasy,Finally living her dream.

"Oh my, Santa Claus,"Glenda Mae Sue let out,"You're hung like a reindeer..."Then her big lips she did pout.

"I can't allow this any longer."The jolly man began talking."If you keep this up, I'll...Be forced to put coal in your stocking!"

She looked at himWith her huge green eyes,And took his cock in her hands,Holding it like a carnival prize.

"We'll see about that."She said, massaging his shaft in her palm."I think you like it, Santa."He shifted uncomfortably, far from calm.

She opened her mouthAnd slurped along his merry length.It tasted like warm gingerbread,She couldn't resist, with all of her strength.

She gobbled his cockAnd he said "Jesus fucking Christ!"She throated that dick.Was it naughty or nice?

Her holiday pantiesWere now drenched dripping wet,So she snuck her hand down,And her pussy she pet.

"But Mrs. Clause!" Santa begged,As she bobbed up and down.

"I bet I'm better at head,Than that old snow-covered clown."

Then she choked on his cockTill his jingle bells hit her chin,And she gagged with enthusiasm,Finally pulling him out with a grin.

The long trail of spitHung down from her mouth.And Santa continued to cave,Thinking, hmmm, it's not so bad coming south...

"Santa, you're all I've ever wanted.Your suit turns me on...Fill me with Christmas cheerFrom the eve till the dawn.I'll worship your big icicle,I'll give you my holes,Anything to be with you,I'll play any roles.Call me a whoreOr a dumb Christmas cumslutIt's true; it's my nature:To suck out a creamy Santa nut.I'm not embarrassedI'm truly not ashamedTo have you deep inside meIs all I've ever dreamed.So stop playing coy.And give me what I want.I'll tie you up in gift wrapIf you don't stuff my wet cunt."

Santa, he gulped hard,Having met his match.Why fight it anymore,Let the dirty feelings hatch.

He grabbed her by the neck,And lifted her onto his lap.She squealed with glee,And his cock she did slap.

"You won't regret this, Santa"She said, straddling his dick."I'll make you feel good--You won't be at all homesick."

She teased the head of his cockWith her slippery slit,Drooling with desire,Her tits covered in spit.

He called her a good girlAnd she shivered some more,That's all it took to convince herShe'd become Santa's whore.

His tip slipped insideAnd she let out a moan,"Make me cum, Santa,"His cock was the ultimate throne.

He grabbed her tight assAnd pulled her down more,He slid easily inside her,He'd never felt this good before.

Her eyes, they went crossAs she took him all the way,He stretched her little pussyAs she thought of dirty things to say.

"Cum down my chimney, Santa,Leave a present inside.We can finish together,I love feeling that jolly dick glide."

But Santa wasn't done,No not even close.Wrapped a hand around her neckThen bucked with his hose.

She screamed!Then played with her clit.Santa knew how to treat her,And into her mouth he did spit.

"Yes, Santa, yes, fuck me!"She cried out loud with glee,"your cock's melting my brain,It's bigger than my Christmas tree!"

"Ho, ho, ho," he let looseLifting her up into the air,His mind twisted with want,No longer did he care.

He brought her back down,But this time aimed a bit lower,He rubbed on her pink ring,This time a bit slower.

"Santa?" she asked,Looking quite definitely confused..."What are you doing down there?"But he just chuckled, amused.

His cockhead popped inAnd her eyes they went wide.Santa was fucking her asshole!Something she'd never before tried.

"Holy fruitcakes!"She gasped with a start.It felt new and exciting,--caused a fast-beating heart.

"I love you, Santa Clause."Was all she could say,As he pressed himself deep,Check in: extended stay.

He pawed at her titsAnd pinched her perky red nipples,She bounced up and down,Smiling big with her dimples.

She fingered herselfWhile he fucked her senseless,Hollering her head off,His dick was relentless

Christmas was comingInevitably soon.He felt it building inside him,She'd made him a goon.

"I can't cum inside youWith my magical splooge.It'll enchant your asshole,I don't mean to be a scrooge."

"Nice try,Jolly Saint Nick.Frost my cakeGlaze my donutFill me up with that dick."

"You don't understand--"She wouldn't let him finish.Clamped her lips on his face,Not letting the fun diminish.

She stuck her tongue in his mouth,Slammed her ass on his cock,It bounced and it jiggledOn his dick hard as a rock.

He choked her againAnd she played with her pussy,It wasn't sustainable,Things were about to get messy.

"Cum with me Santa,Explode in my ass.I know you want to,It's all that I ask."

He held her closeAs he pounded away,Slapped her ass,Pumping faster than the speed of his sleigh

"Yes! Yes! Take me daddy Christmas!"Was the last thing she saidBefore he started to orgasm,Warm cum shooting from his head.

She arced her backAnd screamed very loudAs she climaxed tooWhile her bubble-butt got plowed.

"Merry Christmas to all!"He yelled as he came.Glenda Mae sue trembled,She quivered with no shame.

She flicked her beanAnd squirted some more,Dousing Santa with sweetness,It dripped down onto the floor.

He continued to thrust,Shooting more ropes of cum.He filled her to bursting,Like egg nog with too much rum.

Before he was doneShe acted quite quick,She jumped up and grabbed himRight by the dick.

She opened her mouthAnd caught the last shot of milk.He watched fully speechlessAs she worked him smooth as silk.

She cried of sweet joy!She laughed and she wheezed.It was a Christmas miracle,Leaving her perfect plum pleased.

Santa's cum?Well it's magic!If it shoots up your ass,You can fly like a reindeer,Or seduce elves en-masse.

It was just the beginningOf this holiday tale for all time.It seems Santa had finally foundHis true partner in crime.

So if you see Santa's sleighWhiz past high up in the sky,Just know Glenda Mae Sue is there,Sitting right on his thigh.

"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good nut!"