Xmas Fantasy Phone Sex – A Night With Santa – Part II

 

Welcome back to my Xmas Fantasy Phone Sex Blog. If you missed part I or need a refresher you can go back here. I hope you enjoy the very Festive ending!

I came, then came again. As my second orgasm waned, he stood before me. He had me lay down on the couch now. He moved between my legs and I felt him, hard and ready. Then he began to fill me and fill me. My mouth opened as I gasped at the sensation. I could feel it expanding into my womb and spreading to the rest of my body. Somehow his size seemed to adjust to exactly what I needed. I felt his mouth on mine once again and it was like kissing warm cinnamon rolls. I found myself wanting to bite his lips in order to get a better taste.

Feeling him inside me, stretching me open. When he drew back I felt empty and longed for him, when he thrust firmly forward I felt completely fulfilled as his cock seemed to touch every pleasurable nerve in my being. I began to writhe and convulse with pleasure. Thought, space, and reason left me. The colors of the universe unfolded before me as I shook and trembled.

Then I felt a throb deep in me and warmness spread from inside to out.

He was cumming as he yelled ‘ho ho ho’, over and over. I felt Santa’s body stiffen and shake as his cock continued to pulse deep within me, filling me to overflowing once again. His cum was rushing out of me and down my legs. I laid there wrapped in warmth and satisfaction as I slowly came back to myself. He was busy under the tree, placing gifts and arranging them.

With great effort I breathed deep and for the first time probably ever, I felt relaxed and at ease. I blinked heavy eyes once, twice and the third time it was just darkness.

“Holly, Holly, wake up.” I opened my eyes to see my sister smiling down at me. “Merry Christmas.”

I breathed deep, I felt well-rested and so good this morning.

“Mrs. Miller is home, let’s get home and surprise Mom and Dad for Christmas.”

“Sure,” I said wiping the sleep from my eyes.

I pulled the covers back and stood up.

My clothes seemed to stick to me.

The night came rushing back, I felt my knees buckle slightly as my body remembered the racking passion. My fingers ran down my chin and neck expecting to feel the remnants of Santa’s load. There had been so much. There was nothing but a little stickiness.

God, had it just been a dream? I thought.

Quickly I finished up my business and began to clean up and cringed when my hand hit a tender spot on the inside of my thigh. I looked and there was a red mark. Looking closer it was in the shape of a snowflake. I opened the camera on my phone and took a picture of it. It was real and it really looked like a snowflake. Smiling I knew; I hadn’t seen the last of old Saint Nick.

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