(Art by Rocner)

It was the night before Christmas and as you fell into bed the temptation to never leave it had never been stronger. You'd been tying yourself into knots trying to organise and schedule everything for the big day and few of your family members seemed willing to help or cooperate. Add that to the usual holiday stresses of gift buying and money troubles and you had month that made you want to melt into a puddle. 

You clung to your pillow like a lifering and prayed for the quieting bliss of sleep to take you away from reality's burdens for a few hours. That's when you heard soft footsteps from beside your bed. You turned and nearly screamed as you saw a tall figure looming over you. "Shhhh it's OK dear. You don't have to be afraid." The figure said in a warm motherly voice as you scrambled to the other side of the bed. "Wh...who the hell are you!?" You yelled "And how did you get in my house?!" 

The figure reached over and switched on your bedside light, revealing herself to be an older woman. A very attractive older woman you quickly realised. She had curly red hair that was visibly greying, round glasses and plump red lips. She was bottomless, only wearing what seemed to be a red tracksuit jumper that was opened enough for her DD sized tits to spill out. "I'm Mrs. Claus~" she announced in that same warm, husky voice. "And you've been a very good boy this year." She climbed onto the bed, giving you a good view of her clevage. 

You ignored how tight your boxers had become and stammered out a "Wh-wha-what?" As the busty milf advanced towards you. "My husband rewards the children who've been good all year. My job is to reward the noble and selfless young men of the world~" By now she was practically on top of you, her heavy breasts squishing against your chest. You found your hands wander to her hips, your fingering practically melted into her soft flesh. "Are you ready for your present, dear?" Mrs. Claus whispered. All you could do was nod.

Her plump red lips met yours and the wet smooching sound of the kiss made your brain tingle. In no time her hands and reached into your boxers and pulled out your stiff, eager cock, caressing the tip with her fingers. You moaned as you let your hands grope and touch Mrs. Claus all over as she leaned back and spread her legs for you. It didn’t take long for her to guide your to her wet pussy and it slid in with ease. Mrs. Claus let out a deep moan as you began to rythmeically pound your hips against hers. "Oh my! S-so strong and virile!" She cooed, her breasts bouncing gently with every thrust.

Her words egged you on, making you bolder and more aggressive. Soon you pinned her legs to her shoulders and clamped your mouth onto one of her tits, roughly fucking her as you sucked on it greedily.  "Oh yes! Oh yes, darling! Play with my lewd body all you like! You've earned it after being such a good boy!" Mrs. Claus' legs wrapped around your waist tightly, preventing you from pulling out of her soft warmth. You didn’t object, just thrusted faster and faster until your climax hit and left you moaning and drooling on her chest. Hot cum split out from her pussy lips onto the sheets beneath you.

You didn't stop there the two of you continued to fuck long into the night in every position imaginable. You watched Mrs. Claus bounce and jiggle her fat ass on your cock, you let her cover your crotch in red lipstick marks and you fucked her tits till they were glazed in your cum. 

It must have been nearly morning by the time you collapsed under the covers together, her plump body felt like a blanket around you as you drifted off to sleep. "Goodnight, darling. I hope you have very merry Christmas." She whispered in your ear and with that you lost consciousness. 

When you woke up Mrs. Claus was gone but you felt more invigorated then you ever had. Your heart was filled with Christmas cheer and you felt ready to have a very merry Christmas indeed.



A gift from Mrs. Claus [Erotic Story]