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  I didn’t know what he had planned, but I did as he ordered. Goldir arranged me so that a pillow was under my pelvis, forcing my ass into the air. I had a moment of hesitation about my giant butt hanging out there, but those fears were assuaged when Santa called his elves over to his angle.

  “Have you ever seen such a glorious ass?” he asked them.

  “Never,” Nestor answered, running a reverent hand over one of my giant white globes. “I could bury myself in this ass forever.”

  Goldir came to my other side and bit my cheek. I jumped at the sting, but he quickly soothed it with a lick and a kiss.

  Adasser gave my ass a smack. “I’d fuck this ass all day, every day.”

  “Now that we’ve got her where we want her, what should we do with her?” Santa asked.

  His question sent chills of desire through me. I rolled my nipples between my fingers and bit my lip. What were they going to do to me?

  A hot tongue pressed against my anal rose. I gasped as Adasser rimmed my hole. Pleasure snaked through me and I pressed my face into the mattress, sticking my ass higher in the air. More. I wanted more.

  Santa chuckled. “She likes it. Let’s see if she likes this.”

  I felt the slippery intrusion of something circular slip past my anal ring. Then another. This one larger. Then a larger one still until I was full. I groaned. I loved ass play. The tongue returned, sweeping around the thick base of the anal beads. A hand reached between my legs and suddenly a vibrator was pressed to my clit and held there. Santa smacked my ass with the flat of his hand and held it over the sting. He slapped me again and again as the sensations built.

  My cheeks burned. My clit burned. My asshole burned. I shouted when I came. The orgasm drew out longer than any I’d ever had before as the anal beads were pulled from me. I sagged on the bed, totally spent. I couldn’t take anymore. There was no way. I couldn’t even move.

  “Turn her over,” Santa ordered and the elves complied.

  Four men with powerfully huge erections kneeled over me, looking down at me as though I should do something about their predicament. But I was too tired. As much as I wanted to, there was no way I could take care of them the way they’d taken care of me.

  Santa leaned over me and kissed me. There was nothing but sweet appreciation in his kiss. The elves kissed and licked my body, starting with my hands and feet and progressing up my limbs in turns—one man, then another. Santa kissed a path down my chest to my belly. My whole body vibrated under the onslaught. Despite my earlier doubts I could get aroused again, my chest heaved, my nipples puckered, and my pussy, my insatiable pussy dripped. They kissed and licked me everywhere except where I now wanted—no, needed—them to suck me. Writhing on the bed, I tried to relieve the pressure myself, but my hands were held, forcing me to endure the endless pleasure.

  Santa lifted one of my legs, turning my body to the side. Pillows were shoved under me, lifting my lower body into the air. Santa positioned his dick against my pussy and teased, running his cock head back and forth in my dripping heat.

  “What do you want for Christmas, little girl?” Santa asked.

  “I want you to fuck me,” I gasped. “I want you all to fuck me.”

  Here Comes Santa Claus came over the speakers as Santa pushed his huge cock into me, not stopping until he was fully seated. Trying to adjust to the intrusion, I gulped in air. The elves continued their oral assault. One of them sucked my toes while kneading my arch, which I found tantalizingly erotic.

  Santa glared down at me as he slowly withdrew till his tip rimmed my pussy. He drove into me again in the same agonizingly slow movement. I knew it was for me. So I could adjust. But with my foot hooked over his shoulder and the elves finding sexual centers on my body I didn’t know existed, all I wanted was to be pounded hard and fast.

  Adasser exposed my clit and sucked on it. My head rolled back and I lost all sense of who was where doing what. Santa held me by my leg and picked up his pace, forcing his giant cock into me harder and harder. His body became slick with sweat. Too soon I cried out, my whole body going taut. Adasser’s clever mouth drew out my orgasm to impossible lengths. I never thought it would stop.

  Santa groaned and thrust deep into me, bathing my cunt in his delectably hot cum. I ached to taste it. He pulled out of me and I swung my leg off his shoulder and sat up so I could suck his cock. I gripped it in both hands and licked from the base to the tip, swirling my tongue across his salty head. He held my face all the while, telling me how beautiful and sexy I was. The elves joined in and I found myself swamped with male appreciation and desire like I’d never felt before.

  When I’d gotten my fill of Santa’s juices I flopped back on the bed. Again I was arranged on the bed, this time on my stomach. Parting my ass cheeks with sure hands, Nestor sucked the cum from my pussy, his thumb gently strumming my clit. Soon I was begging for him to fuck me. He thrust hard into me, gripping my hips. The other elves gathered around and encouraged him. His cock just kept coming, hitting my G-spot in a constant rhythmic motion.

  I panted, so close to orgasm. He twisted his hips, the motion making him hit harder, and I came, crying out his name. He growled, shooting his load deep into my cunt. Two down. Two to go. I didn’t think anything could get me going again, but the thought of more spunk running down the insides of my legs had me begging Goldir to be next. His cock was the shortest but the thickest by far. I yearned to be stretched by him.

  Goldir stepped up behind me as soon as Adasser pulled out of me with a smack on the ass. Without hesitation Goldir thrust into me. I gasped and strained to accommodate him. He lunged at me over and over, his broad cock almost unbearable. Santa straddled my back, careful not to crush me, and fingered my anal rose. That’s all it took for me to begin barreling toward orgasm. Goldir stiffened and shot his jizz into me. The pulse of his cock inside me did me in. I came on a long, low moan.

  As unceremoniously as he entered me, Goldir pulled his cock out. Nestor was next. Santa leveraged off of me and they rolled me onto my back. Santa laid my head in his lap and wrapped my arms around his back, holding them in place. Adasser and Goldir spread some kind of lubricant on my cunt. As if I needed it with the hot cum of three men dripping out of me.

  But this wasn’t lube. Oh, no. It was hot and tingly. The two elves held me down when I tried to move. Nestor knelt between my legs. He had a cock ring on with a vibrating bullet positioned so that when he thrust into me, it would pulse on my clit. Santa grabbed my tits in his hands. The sneaky bastard had vibrating bullets that stimulated my nipples. Nestor positioned himself over me and ran his cock up and down my crack. His wasn’t a sudden intrusion; it was achingly slow and deliberate.

  I couldn’t help but stare at where our bodies connected. Something flickered in his gaze, something I couldn’t put my finger on. He looked at me differently than the other men had. Oh they desired me, but Nestor, he not only wanted me, he cared about me. The realization made the backs of my eyes sting. He wanted me to see him, to see how he felt about me as he entered me.

  He took his time, building me slowly toward orgasm. I arched my back to take him deeper. I wanted this connection with him and I wanted him to know it. The other men and everything else in the room faded away in that moment. It was just me and Nestor. I gripped the headboard behind Santa, suddenly wishing he wasn’t there, wishing none of them were there. This was my fantasy. I never thought in a million years that a man like Nestor could want me, really want me.

  But he clearly did, whispering words of endearment, telling me how beautiful I was. A curl of his dark hair stuck to his forehead as he worked over me. I dug my heels into his back, encouraging him. Oh god, he felt good. So good. None of the others had felt like this. None of the others had looked at me the way he was looking at me. None of them made me feel this wanton or wanted. Who was this man? What was he doing to me?

  The other two elves clamped their mouths on my nipples. The bite of the suction threw me over the edge and I cried out
Nestor’s name as I came. Nestor thrust into me several more times and then collapsed on top of me, his hot jizz pumping from his cock into my cunt. Our gazes locked and held over the top of the other men’s heads. I wished in that moment that I knew his real name.

  He pulled out of me, bent down, and placed a reverent kiss on the top of my pussy. I was spent. The men were spent. But we still had the rest of the night. I wondered how the tone would change, how what I’d just experienced would change the adventure. I couldn’t send the rest of the men away and a part of me didn’t want to. I’d paid for this sexcapade. I was going to see it through no matter what. Not even for a sexy elf with a dimple in his cheek and dreamy, chocolate brown eyes.

  4

  They practically carried me to a tub that magically overflowed with hot, sudsy water that smelled like warm gingerbread and vanilla. The strains of Silent Night played gently in the background. They lowered me into the bath like a queen. Instantly Goldir appeared at my side with a tray of food. He slipped a delectable hors d’oeuvres between my lips that nearly made me sink fully into the water, it was so decadent and delicious. I didn’t realize how much of an appetite I’d worked up with Santa and his elves until my stomach rumbled. Goldir chuckled and fed me another tasty morsel.

  Santa sat on a stool behind me and kneaded my shoulders. At the other end of the tub, Nestor rubbed one of my feet while Adasser massaged the other. It was heaven. Between the raucous rounds of sex, the bath, the food, and my three handsome masseuses, I was in serious danger of drifting off. But this fantasy was only for one night. There was no way I was going to sleep through any of it.

  Goldir gave me a beautiful fruity drink to sip that seemed to have some kind of stimulant in it because before I knew it I felt reenergized. Or maybe it was the food. Or the hands that had drifted from my shoulder and feet to the rest of my body. Their fingers were sin and soon I was flushed from more than the warm, scented water.

  It had been so long since I’d felt desired and desirable that I’d almost forgotten what it felt like. But these men made sure I didn’t doubt myself for even a second. There were some things that couldn’t be faked like the four rock hard cocks pointed at me from every direction. I couldn’t wait to see what they came up with next.

  I was lifted out of the bath and stood still while the men toweled me off, paying extra attention to the parts of me they liked the best. Santa stood behind me, doing a bang up job of making sure my ass was good and dry. Goldir and Adasser stood on stools on either side of me, each making sure that my breasts were well and truly dry, which included a lot of sucking on my nipples, dabbing them dry, then repeating the process. Nestor rubbed the landing strip on my pussy until it gleamed and my cunt dripped.

  I don’t know what they had in store for me next, but whatever it was, I was ready.

  They led me to a different room. This one had pillows all over the padded floor. Everything was white. Even the walls were padded white. All except one. They positioned me so that I faced the blank wall. Santa sat behind me and I reclined against him. The elves arranged themselves around me and didn’t stop touching me. I parted my thighs and played with myself absently, swirling my fingers through my slickness. Nothing serious, but it felt good and I liked the way the men’s cocks got suddenly harder, leaking their sticky cum on my freshly scrubbed skin.

  Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer filtered in over the speakers as the blank wall turned clear, revealing scenery from the North Pole, complete with Santa’s house and the elves’ toy shop. A man dressed in a reindeer costume complete with a red nose was bent over Santa’s sleigh. Another male reindeer, Comet, with a massive, and I mean MASSIVE cock stood behind him, slapping his bare ass with the reins of the sleigh. Every time the leather lashed Rudolph’s skin, he cried out in ecstasy. Rudolph’s own dick was granite hard and dripping.

  Seven more reindeer came into view, each one sporting an impressive hard-on, but Comet’s was by far the biggest. Dasher squirted Donner’s dick with lube, rubbing it up and down so that his shaft was thoroughly coated. Comet stopped thrashing Rudolph so Donner could push his cock into Rudolph’s ass. Next up was Blitzen, then Dancer, then Cupid. Vixen came next. Followed by Prancer, Dasher, and bringing up the rear (literally) was Comet. In unison they fucked each other. So these were reindeer games and this time Rudolph was getting to play.

  Oh, boy.

  The scene had a powerful effect over Santa and his elves. Their hands and mouths got very busy on my body. The music changed again to All I Want for Christmas Is You. I couldn’t even focus on the reindeer scene because what was happening to me was way more interesting.

  I suddenly found myself on all fours. Nestor climbed under me and buried his face in my pussy. His wicked tongue worked me over while Santa plowed my ass with his fingers, filling me in the most interesting way. I’d always enjoyed ass play, but Santa took it to a whole other level. I could feel my orgasm building from what he alone was doing. The other two elves attached clamps to my nipples with weights hanging from them. The tension stretched my nipples to impossible lengths, sending a wave of desire coursing through me.

  Santa replaced his fingers with his cock and it was game on. I backed into him, momentarily dislodging poor Nestor who quickly rebounded, coming at me with renewed effort. He sucked my clit so hard, stars exploded behind my eyes and I came all over his face. Behind me, Santa pounded into me. The weights swung back and forth, intensifying their effect. I chased a second orgasm, caught it and somehow managed a third. Santa pulled his dick out and shot his spunk across my back.

  A second cock pushed into me seconds later, this time in my pussy. Fucking Goldir, with his fat cock rubbing that sacred spot inside me, sent me to my elbows. I gripped the pillow for purchase. I wanted to feel every inch of him. Nestor rapidly flicked his tongue across my clit like a human vibrator. My inner muscles clamped down on Goldir’s cock and I cried out, coming like a mother fucking freight train.

  Goldir pulled out and pumped his hot cum on my ass, groaning so loud he drowned out the opening notes of White Christmas. And damned if I wasn’t having a white Christmas of my own. All that jizz and none of it to taste. As soon as I had the thought, Nestor appeared before me and helped me back up to my hands. I latched onto his cock like I needed it to breath, sucking him down deep. Adasser spread the cum on my back and ass, into my crack, mixing the two specimens together. I moaned in approval.

  Nestor held my head as he pumped his dick in and out of my hungry mouth. Using the natural lube the others had left behind, Adasser drove deep into my pussy, making an unmistakable squelching sound. Nestor’s cock exploded in my mouth. I sucked him dry until he fell back onto the pillows, gasping for breath. The weights swung back and forth with Adasser’s thrusts. Santa reached under me and tightened them, making me shout for God just as Adasser hosed me with his hot cum.

  I fell heavily onto the pillows, mashing the nipple clamps tighter. The reindeer shot their wads in unison, splashing it all over each other. Holy hell. I’d never seen anything like it and likely never would. My insatiable cunt pulsed at the sight. The curtain closed on the scene. I’d never hear the song Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer the same ever again.

  I looked around at my men. I’d worn them out. They lay about, glancing from one to the other, then to me. Around and around this went. What in the world was going on? Had something gone wrong? I couldn’t fathom what it could be. I still tingled from their plowing and while their spunk had cooled, the feel of it coating my skin thrilled me.

  I reached back and swirled my hand in it, then licked my hand clean. The men glanced from me to their cocks, which had taken notice of what I was doing and were rousing for another round. Each of my guys wore a look of utter disbelief and devotion. I rolled to my back and yanked the nipple clamps off. The scrape of the metal across my highly sensitized flesh made my hips flex. Never had I been so constantly and violently aroused.

  Was it this house, these men or was it something that had been inside m
e all along? I’d enjoyed a fairly satisfying sex life—I had a stack of dead vibrator batteries to prove it—but I never dreamed in a million years that sex could be like this, that four insanely hot, virile men could be so into me or that I could fuck them into stunned devotion. The way they each looked at me left me a little breathless. A man had never looked at me the way the four of them gazed at me now.

  One by one they moved toward me, backing me up against the padded wall of the room. They kissed me, one after the other. This adventure had taken a drastic and unforeseeable turn. I didn’t know them, had never met them before walking into this fantasy, but I had a feeling our little sexcapade would leave each and every one of us changed. I didn’t even know their real names. I held their faces as we kissed, letting each of them know how much our time together meant to me.

  They lay down, surrounding me on all sides, caressing and kissing me. If I had to guesstimate, we still had a few hours left together. What would they come up with next?

  5

  After a short rest, Santa picked me up and carried me into another room—Santa’s workshop, complete with all manner of sex toys lining the shelves. Some I’d never ever seen before. I trembled in anticipation of what the men would do to me. In the center of the room a swing hung from the ceiling. Whoa. This was going to be good. My other three guys followed us in, then quickly disappeared. I had a moment of panic that they might not come back, which was fortunately short lived. They came back in, wearing these bizarre green cage things on their dicks and balls.

  Santa lowered me into the swing and the elves went to work, helping him position me in it spread eagle. Everything was on display. They’d each had their hands and mouths on me and yet sitting alone in the swing in the middle of the room completely at their mercy was totally next level stuff I wasn’t sure I was prepared for. Christmas Time Is Here played in the background as the elves busied themselves doing something I couldn’t see. It involved hammers and saws and other tools I didn’t know the name of.