So I appear to be on a Christmas kink binge at the moment. I'm not complaining :D
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Santa and Mrs Claus worked hard for a full six months every year to make toys for all the good boys and girls. They worked side by side with a team of talented elves to make sure the Big Day went without a hitch.
What they and all the elves did for the other six months -- with wild abandon -- was fuck like rabbits.
Santa Claus was a tall man with a big belly and heavy, meaty man-tits. His wife Mrs Claus, though somewhat shorter, was equally big, with massive breasts and a big, plump arse. Their team of elves were like rabid little Energizer bunnies, fucking whoever came within reach for as long as they lasted. The workshops reeked of cum and sweat.
Today was Christmas Day, the first day of their holiday. Yesterday -- Christmas Eve -- Santa had delivered presents around the world, and now they could turn their attentions back to rampant sex. Santa and his wife made sure they ate a good, hearty breakfast, then trooped through the snow out to the elves' workshop.
Wild heat hit them as soon as they entered, heat and the animal scent of cum. The elves were already hard at it. They were a tiny, petite race; none was taller than 4 feet. They were all perfectly in proportion to their height. Dainty arms and legs, delicate hands, small heads. The only areas that stood out were the men's massive cocks -- each as big as a well-endowed human man, at least 8 inches if not more -- and girthy as hell. The women had huge breasts that were as large as, if not larger, than their heads. After the fucking season both cocks and breasts shrank back down to more manageable levels (or the poor elves would have no end of back problems) but now, on the first day, they were rampant and ready to go.
Santa and Mrs Claus were surrounded and separated, tiny, eager hands helping them undress. Santa was soon naked with several hot, wet mouths working his cock to a full erection. He grabbed one of the elves at random -- it happened to be a man -- and thrust his hips forward, shoving his cock past the hapless elf's tongue and down his throat. The elf choked and tried to beat at Santa's hefty thighs.
"Take it," Santa grunted, fucking his mouth and throat with ruthless strokes. "You wanted it, now you've got it."
A crowd of hands carried him gently down to the blankets strewn across the concrete floor. He barely noticed going from vertical to horizontal; it didn't stop him pounding the throat that clenched so tightly around his monster cock. He just held the elf's head down and used his throat as if it was a fleshlight.
Tiny mouths latched onto each fat nipple and sucked hard, making him grunt with pleasure. The elves bit, licked, and suckled his nipples, while those who couldn't get to them kissed and licked his chest and any part of his big belly they could reach.
Seeing that the elf impaled on his cock was about to pass out, he took pity on him and pulled him off, pushing his aside so he could cough and choke some oxygen back into his starved lungs. Santa lifted up both heavy legs, exposing his massive hairy arse.
Elves stood on either side of him and held his cheeks apart, small hands digging into his flesh. Another -- a woman, he noticed -- got between his legs and went down on his hole, slathering her tiny tongue over his rim. He moaned, almost delirious with pleasure, and pulled her face more tightly against his arse. She tongue-fucked him until he was growling.
"Get up here," he said, grabbing her under the shoulders and lifting her across his body. He rolled them both so that she was on her back. He sat on his heels and looked down at her, licking his lips at the way her huge breasts rose and fell. Her legs were spread, tiny, hairless pussy glistening with arousal.
He dove into that exquisite little muff and reamed her out, shoving his fat tongue inside her and making her squeal. She came against his face, squirting into his mouth as she trembled and cried out, finally slumping back down onto the blankets.
He grabbed her meaty tits and started pawing at them, squeezing and slapping until they were red and she was crying out again, this time in pain. He twisted her nipples, bit down on them, sucked them into long, sore points. And all the while the other elves around him were working him over -- he still had mouths latched on his nipples; still had someone kissing and licking his belly. The elf he'd face-fucked earlier was trying to get back on his dick. He pushed him away, impatient, and plunged his cock into the female elf's swollen pussy.
She squealed again and kept squealing, the sounds barely heard over the riot of over cries, moans, groans and shrieks. Santa fucked her hard and fast, pounding against her, his massive belly flopping with every thrust. Her tits bounced and rolled. Finally he pulled out, his dick glistening with juices, but deliberately didn't cum. His first load was always saved for his wife.
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Mrs Claus, meanwhile, had succumbed to her own vigorous fucking. She was naked, on all fours, with one elf's cock in her pussy and another working her tight arsehole. Like her husband she had a mouth latched around each long, stiff nipple, but unlike him she'd allowed one of the men to shove his cock into her mouth. He was face-fucking her with short, choppy strokes that made her eyes water, but she made no move to stop him.
Mrs Claus shuddered through one orgasm after another, her juices so abundant they began to trickle down her creamy thighs. The elf beneath her was smothered under her full breasts; she felt him shake and heard his muffled shout as he came, shooting deep inside her. The elf fucking her arse sped up his strokes, slapping her bottom again and again with his small hand and leaving a red imprint. He pulled out and blew up her back, leaving streaks of thick white cum across her skin.
She un-crouched long enough for the elf beneath her to wriggle out and move away. She felt his cum trickling alongside her juices. She beckoned to the nearest woman, who slid happily into the vacated space and started lapping at Mrs Claus's well-fucked pussy. She sucked both lips into her mouth, tongue slapping over her clit, finally working a couple of fingers inside to get at the rest of the gooey cum that had been left behind.
"Get your whole fist in there," Mrs Claus hissed, pressing down on the hand. The hapless female quickly bunched her fingers together and drove her fist inside the woman's tight, hot pussy. Mrs Claus grunted with pleasure and let the elf fist her. Another elf, meanwhile, had moved in behind and was busy fucking her arse again. She resumed sucking the male in front of her until he shot into her mouth. She held it there, pulling him down for a creamy, cummy kiss.
This was the scene before Santa when he finally reached his wife: - cum dripping sloppily down her chin, a massive cock pounding her arse, and a woman's hand ramming her cunt. He'd already been close to blowing his load and now he was absolutely ready.
The elves scattered away from them both. Mrs Claus smiled, licked her lips, and rolled onto her back. She folded one arm behind her head, spread her legs, and idly started fingering her very slippery pussy.
Santa stood over her, his feet planted solidly on either side of her legs. He gripped his cock and started pumping it, watching the way her massive tits jiggled, the way she fingered herself, even the way cum glistened on her pussy. The other male elves gathered around them again, each jerking their freakishly-sized dicks.
Santa was the first to cum. He grunted and shot a huge load over his wife's body; it splattered over her face, her neck, her breasts. It dripped down her belly and sank into her pussy. Each of the other males quickly followed suit, groaning as they painted her with spunk. She was soon absolutely covered in cum, her fingers squelching as she rode out yet another orgasm.
The men stepped back, letting the women take over. They knelt around Mrs Clause and began to lick her clean, sucking up all that cum, sharing long, sticky kisses with each other. They pushed each other aside in an effort to get between her legs. Eventually every drop of cum had been licked from her skin.
Santa helped his wife stand. Her legs were rather shaky, and there was a wide, blissful smile on her face. They shared a long, loving kiss.
"How about a cup of tea?" Mrs Claus suggested. She reached out to slap her husband's arse, giggling as it jiggled. "Then back in for round two!"
END