Santa's New Mistress

[SugarDeSpice]

IC
Kandi Kain =)
Very early 20's
Long red hair
hazel eyes
long legs
5 ft 10in
130 lbs
36d 33 35

It was the day after Christmas and Kandi was getting ready for her first day as Santa's mistress.

What most people didn't know about the North Pole was that there was more than just Santa, the Mrs., the reindeer and the elves. There was also a large victorian mansion that housed Santa's mistress, who was a human, chosen by an unknown panel of sorts, as a teenager and educated in the customs of the North Pole and sex. By the time the mistress is ready to help Santa relieve some stress after trekking across the world to deliver presents, she is no longer a virgin, if she was even one to begin with. Having had indepth training.

Knowing he would be sick of all the red and green, Kandi avoided all the green lingerie she knew would look smashing on her with her red hair. Instead she went to the white section of her lingerie closet. Carefully choosing white lace panties, bustier, garters, fishnet stockings and sheer floor length robe that loosely tied in the middle.

She pulled her hair up in a chignon, went downstairs to unlock the door, and turned off all the lights with the exception of a few kerosene lanters to light the way to the master bedroom.

She lit a fire in the fireplace, light some candles and undid the curtains on the bed on both sides, leaving only the curtains on the foot of the bed tied back, enclosing the space on three sides. Then Kandi went to the leather chaise lounge chair and sat back to await Santa's arrival.

 

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Good Saint Nick was a jolly old prick,
And a mistress of such delight,
On Dancer, On Nixon, On Cupid, and on a vixen,
Named Kandi he'd ride this night!

Santa left his sleight with a grunt, oh so he did want some... pussy. He sweaty, tired, but most of all... horny! Oh, certainly, he saw the cherubic faces of youth as he delivered his presents to good little girls and boys. But he also lusted after the delightful young ladies, at the cusp of womanhood, and sexy things they wore to bed. He certainly felt like a little head! And *then* there were the singles, more direct, who'd make his candy cane so erect. And the MILFs nowadays? They wanted some too. What was Jolly St. Dick really supposed to do?

And so, with his last presents, a toys batteries included, he left his sleigh, *his* toy a protruded. The chimney billowed smoke, no more chimneys for him, he wanted some booty, he wanted some quim. Entering through the door, he made his way to the master bedroom, where he found the delightful Ms. Kane reclining delightfully. "Well, my little girl. How about you give a lapdance for Santa and tell him what you want for Christmas?"


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Kandi smiled at Santa.

"A lapdance? If that's what you want Santa. Certainly."

She stood up, her sheer robe billowing as she walked up behind him, her hands moving up his back to take his coat and place it on the coat rack, "But wouldn't you like to relax first?" She whispered, "I can give you a nice massage?"

 

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"Ho, ho ho! That sounds like a marvellous idea, Kandi!"

And with a twinkle of his eye (and a hard-on in his crotch), he produced from his marvelous box of gifts (not that Kandi didn't have a marvelous box of her own!) a small bottle of peppermint scented oil! "Now, my sweetie, where shall I lay down?" Then, with a mischievous wink, "Or shall I lay on my back?"


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Kandi took the oil and set it by a table near the warm fire.

"Why don't we get the rest of these bulky clothes off?" Kandi whispered in his ear, nibbling on it softly.

She got him out of his shirt and sat him down to tugg his boots off.

"Why don't you lie down near the fire there Santa" Kandi suggested as she went to put the boots and shirt on a table near the door.

 

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Santa grinned madly as he undressed for his mistress.

Despite commercialized images, a jolly fat man can't handle the demands of an entire Christmas night. Although loaded up on carbs, Santa has to work out and stay fit for his midnight-to-midnight run. And so, removing his down jacket and thermal wear, left a rather fit, if North Pole pale, Santa Claus.

Still tingling from Kandi's nibbling, he lay down on the soft rug near the fire. The fire was warm, but the evening would be warmer.

OOC: Or is Kandi going to put on her leather dominatrix outfit and start whipping Ol' Saint Nick? Looking forward to your next post, lol.


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Kandi had noticed the peppermint oil was edible, so she decided not to waste and save it for later.

She went to an amoire and found some other oils. She placed two by the fire to warm as she straddled him about the back of his legs and rear. Her white sheer robe, falling to tickle his sides.

She reached for one of the oils and poured some onto his muscled back before softly running her nails up his naked sides and unto his back where she began to sensually rub the oil up and down his back.

Leaning over she whispered, "I hope I can help you relax Santa, I'm sure it was a hard night."

 

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"Ho, ho, ho... It certainly was a hard night..." though tonight, he would be hard for other reasons. "Gifts for girl and boys, so many toys! But I shall enjoy giving you a special gift!"

Santa then let out a low moan, as he felt Kandi's fingertips do their work. They kneaded his muscle, sending the aromatic oils into his skin, relaxing his muscles -- but hardly his bloodflow. He groaned merrily, her lithe body working its magic on his elfen body. He was in that curious state of pleasure, arousal, and drowsiness, as she continued touching him.

OOC: Looking forward what Kandi has in store for Santa!


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"You do so much" Kandi whispered, her lips trailing over the back of his neck.

Her hands continued to knead the muscles of his back as she back to rock her hips against his lower back, the lace rubbing softly against his skin.

Her toes running up and down the side of his bare legs, stimulating mutliple areas of his body at once.

 

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"Mmm... and you're doing nicely..." said Santa. More than sugar plums were dancing in *his* head. Santa could feel her hips moving on the small of his back, and moaned lightly. His body tingled at her touch.

OOC: Mmm... so what's next in store for Santa?


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Kandi moved down his back, scooting until she was straddling his legs.

She reached down grabbed the warmed oil and poured some into her hands.

Then she placed her hands on the taut flesh of his rear and began kneading the muscled globes.

 

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Santa groaned rather nicely as Kandi rubbed and massage his elfen ass. "Mmmm... tell me what sort of girl you are, good or bad. If you're good, I hope you're very good. And if you're bad, I hope you're very very bad...!"


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Kandi kneaded the flesh of his rear, and tipped her head down, her hair caressing his back, to whisper, "Oh Santa! You know I'm both."

 

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"Ho, ho, ho!" Santa smiled, Kandi's pussy rubbing into his back. He could just imagine her wet juices glistening, rubbing with the oil into his body. "A good *and* bad little girl are you?"

Santa's cheeks turned red, and his eyes beady.

"Prove it."

 

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Kandi smiled to herself.

She continued the massage, then deftly, and quickly slide her oil slick hand between his body and the floor and wrapped her hand around his shaft.

 

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Santa's eyes lighted up like a certain reindeer's nose, except it wasn't his nose Kandy was holding! Santa groaned as Kandy's well-oiled hands gripped his own candy cane, hard and sticky with his own tasty sweetness.

On Donner, on Blitzen, on Kandy he'd go!
First a handjob, then a blow!
And perhaps with a bit of lady luck,
Kandy would screw him. A Christmas Night fuck.


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Kandi moved her oiled hand slowly up and down the slowly engorging shaft. It really was thick, she thought as her thumb moved around the tip.

 

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Santa groaned, enjoying the feeling of her hand on his well-oiled shaft. "Oh, yes, little girl. Tell Santa what you want for Christmas..." he cooed. He precome oozed around her thumb, mixing with the scented oil.


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Kandi continued to thumb the tip and slipped her other hand around him to stroke the length of his shaft up and down.

She leaned over, placing kisses on his back and got to his ear, nibbling it and whispered, "All Santa has to give."

 

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"Santa can give you quite a bit", Santa replied. Rolling on the floor, he smiled as Kandy became the one underneath. Holding her legs apart, he inserted his hard stiff cock into her steamy wet pussy. "You've been a good girl, haven't you? Show me how bad you can be."


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Kandi moaned as he slide inside her, her white lace panties pushed to the side.

Then she simply smiled at him as she used her inner muscles to massage the rod inside of her.

 

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Santa groaned back, as Kandi slid down his rigid hard fucktool. He began to pum, his hips matching hers. Mmm... ho ho ho indeed.


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Kandi moaned beneath him as he began to pump into her. She felt her panties dig into the side of her thigh as his thick tool worked into her.

"Mmmmm Santa"

 

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"Yeah, Kandi..." moaned Santa, feeling his thick rod captured by her tight hungry cunt. "Come for me... come for Santa..."


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"Ohhh Santa....oh so nice...oh so nice and thick." Kandi purred as he pumped into her.