Daddy Sucked Santa Claus. I’m Telling Mommy!
Daddy sucked Santa Claus! Yup! I saw it and I couldn’t TEAR myself away from the vision! I had never thought about my Pops that way, but now seeing him in THIS light… Oh yeah, shit was about to change for sure or Mom was gonna find out some things about him that he didn’t want her knowing! You see, it was in my late teens that my college-age fantasies would begin to bloom. It brought back my earliest memories of getting out of bed (a la Cindy-Lou Who) to get a sip of water and stumbled into Santas Sex Toy Workshop.
So, ’twas the night before Christmas when all through our house, Dad had arrived and removed his blouse. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, and I perched at the top peeking through the stairs. We children were supposed to be tucked in bed, as Daddy had visions floating through his head. With Ma in her kerchief and Pa on Santa’s lap, Daddy got so turned on he might need a PAP! Down in the living room, there arose a huge clatter. And I’d soon found Dad all covered with splatter.
Daddy’s Have Wishes Too!
Away to the bathroom he ran in a flash, Tore off the shower curtain, and made it his sash. When what to my wondering eyes should appear, but Daddy sucking Santa while shedding a tear. With a shiver and moan so lively and quick, he scrambled below to suck Santa’s dick. More rapid than eagles on course, he CAME! And he moaned and squirted while calling each name.
Oh, Troy, and Kilo, Valentino, and Jay. Yes, Edward, Fernando, Josh, and Caine. Fuck Daddy on the stairs, or up against the wall. Give it to me, give it to me, give me your all! So, up to the house-top coursers, they flew. With a sleigh full of cum and Daddy too! As I drew my head and was turning around, down the chimney Daddy came with a bound. He had no fur from head to foot, and his naked body was marked with soot.
So, Daddy Sucked Santa and Santa Sucked Back!
Naked Santa on the floor near Daddy’s back, and he looked like a freak as he rubbed Daddy’s sac! His eyes sure did twinkle his dimples, how merry. But, boy did he smile when he spied my cherry. His pervy little mouth was drawn like a bow, and the beard that he wore has lots of cum-snow. With the end of Daddy’s dick held between Santa’s teeth, his lips encircled his dick like a wreath.
He was chubby and naked, a right jolly old elf. And I giggled as I watched, in spite of myself. With a wink of his eye and a nod of his head, let Daddy know he had nothing to dread. He spoke not a word but went straight to his work. Daddy filled his ass and finished with a jerk. He laid a finger inside and came out clean as a whistle. And away they both sucked like a NASA missile. But, I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight, “Thanks for fucking Santa! Y’all have a good night!
Daddy Sucks Santa Every Year!
He gulped and he slurped and he moaned really low, as he gathered himself from the lawn and the snow. All I know is the next morning there were more presents than we ever had. And all because of Daddy’s oral skills! He always gets the most presents and he’s ALWAYS on Santa’s Naughty List!
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