Erotic Christmas Stories
I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus
I still cannot even believe it myself . . . Santa Claus IS real! I am NOT kidding either. Of course I had stopped believing in Santa Claus a long time ago . . . probably when I was about eight years old.
I am 19 years old now and came home from college for the holidays to visit my Mom. She has lived all alone ever since my Dad left us.
On Christmas Eve I heard a sound coming from the living room. At first I thought that it was just Mom putting presents under the tree, something that she has always done. I use to laugh at how she would still try to make me believe in Santa after all these years by signing the presents -
To: Jenn
From: Santa
She would even go so far as to eat the cookies and milk that she insisted upon keeping out by the fireplace.
Well the noise didn't stop . . . Then suddenly I thought I heard a thump, as though something had fallen. So, to make sure that Mom was all right, I went downstairs. I was being really quiet just in case she had dropped something, and I didn't want to ruin her Christmas fun by spoiling her "Santa" fun. So I crept down the stairs and peeked into the room . . . I couldn't believe my eyes! There Mom stood in a red teddy with a see through robe, kissing a man dressed in a Santa costume.
Mom has done a great job of taking care of herself ever since the divorce. She is thin with long brown hair, and nice large breasts. There she stood pressing those breasts into this man's hands. Then she began kissing his rosy cheeks and nose while undoing his sash and pulling off his hat. Whoever this guy was, he certainly did believe in costume authenticity . . . He had a full-grown white beard that appeared to flow down onto his red velvet suit. Mom quickly took off his shirt and pants, leaving him naked all except for a pair of red velvet boxers. She quickly took them down over his legs as well, and there I was left standing, in awe of the size of his cock. It had to be 9 inches long and at least 3 inches in diameter.
Within only a few seconds, Mom began kissing the guy's cock, circling her tongue around his head. The guy began moaning as he put his hands on Mom's head and started to push her down onto his cock, making her take the whole thing into her mouth and down her throat. Mom was loving every inch of it . . . She actually began to moan as the man started forcing her head up and down, faster and faster.
Suddenly the man pulled himself out of my Mom's mouth and picked her up off of her knees. He yanked her robe off and pulled her tits out. He then lowered Mom down onto the floor and began sucking and biting upon her nipples. Once again, Mom began moaning.
The scene was making me so hot that I actually began massaging my own breasts. Then, I took one of my hands and put it down into my panties where I began fingering my clit.
By this time, Santa had Mom's teddy off. He had pushed her large breasts together and began pumping his cock into my Mom's cleavage. It was so unreal! My Mom's head was sucking on the end of Santa's cock every time that he managed to get close enough to her mouth.
He started to pump harder, and I knew that the man was close to cumming all over my Mom's tits and neck. She knew it too! Mom squeezed her breasts together for Santa, and he went to town. He was moaning ever so softly before finally beginning to jerk as he came hard all over her neck and chin. Mom simply smiled as she began licking up whatever was close enough to her mouth for her tongue to reach.
Yet, Santa wasn't done. His cock was still hard as he began kissing his way down my Mom's body. Since her teddy was crotchless, he didn't bother to undress her.
Sitting down, quietly, upon the staircase, I watched Santa eat out my Mom's cunt . . . He spread her thighs wide open and lifted her ass up to his mouth with his hands. Ever so slowly he traced his tongue around my Mom's shaved pussy lips. Then he slowly dipped his tongue down her cleft. He must have hit her clit on the first time because she arched her body up to his mouth and started to moan even louder. Santa "replied" by licking her all the harder. That is when my Mom's thighs encircled his head as though she were trying to pull his face into her pussy.
By this time I was so hot that my underwear were totally soaked as I sat there furiously rubbing at my clit . . .
Mom came really hard in Santa's mouth, but she didn't scream like I wanted to do . . . Instead, she simply let out a low moan and kept pumping her hips upwards to meet Santa's mouth.
Santa continued licking Mom for a little while longer before covering her body with his and sharing a hot, open-mouthed kiss. He then got up onto his knees, pulling Mom up and guiding her into a kneeling position with her ass facing him. For the first time since I arrived, he spoke . . .
"Lylah . . . Have you been a naughty girl this year?"
As he asked her this, he started rubbing her ass with his hands . . . He began teasing her by rubbing one finger down into her pussy and putting just the tip inside of her.
"Yes!" Mom replied. "I've been so very naughty."
Mom was going wild, pushing her ass back against his hands and trying to get his fingers deeper into her aching cunt.
"Do you know what happens to bad girls?" He asked in a low tone. "They get a spanking."
With that, Santa pulled his hand back and smacked Mom hard across the ass. She seemed to enjoy it as she moaned. He must have given her at least ten whacks before he got behind her and thrust his cock deep into her pussy. As soon as he pushed into her shit hole, she started to cum.
Once again it grew so quiet that it was almost like watching a porno with the sound on mute. The only sounds that she made were low moans as she bucked her hips back to meet Santa's heavy thrusts. Then, just as soon as she was finished, he started to cum inside of her cunt . . . He pushed his cock all the way inside of her and with a single grunt, he exploded.
Santa pulled away from her and began to get dressed. Mom was just lying there on the floor, breathing really hard. He then got up and drank the milk and ate the two chocolate chip cookies that Mom had put on top of the fireplace. By this time Mom had gotten up off of the floor and retied her robe. Then to my amazement the guy went to the chimney and pulled a big red velvet bag out of it. He placed presents in all of the stockings and he even placed some under the tree. Then he went over to my Mom and kissed her hard upon the mouth, one last time, running his hands down her body before finally pulling away from her.
"Lylah," he said, "I'll see you next year. Try to be good, and have yourself a very Merry Christmas!"
Now at first I thought that this guy was carrying the charade a little too far, but then he went and stepped into the chimney, bringing one gloved finger up to his cherry nose, up the chimney he went! I honestly couldn't believe it!
After he had gone, Mom sat down and began rearranging the presents underneath the tree. That is when I heard a commotion on top of the house. Quickly, I ran to the back window and watched as Santa and his sleigh flew away from our house. As I heard Mom start to get up, I quickly ran into my room.
The next morning I went downstairs, and looked into the living room. There was nothing out of place, but there were the presents that Santa brought stacked underneath the tree. There were also a couple of more presents that Mom must have added last night. Mom looked up as I walked into the room, smiling at me, she said, "Well honey, Santa came last night."
I looked at my mother, and smiled right back at her.
"Actually Mom, if I counted right, Santa came twice last night!"
THE END.
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