Kyle was laying on the couch, staring at the now empty fireplace. The young man could hardly keep his eyes open as he stared at it. He told himself that this was going to be the year, the year that he would finally get to see Santa Claus! He told all his friends at elementary school how he was going to be the one to finally see him. They all laughed and made fun of him for it, saying that he wasn't real, but that just made him want to do it even more.
He had his phone and some half-drank hot cocoa on the table beside him to keep him up. Although, unfortunately, it did little to stave off the creeping tiredness he felt. He was dressed in his pajamas as well, a blanket draped across his body. He told his mom earlier what his plans were, and she obliged, wishing him luck on his venture.
He checked the time on his phone, 11:59 PM. Just one minute to Christmas day, and here he was still staring at the fireplace, and nothing to show for it.
The young man let out a sigh, maybe his friends were right. Maybe there really was no Santa Claus, and all this time he spent waiting were for nothing.
Feeling distraught, Kyle began to close his eyes, ready to just fall asleep and wake up to Christmas day. His eyes were close and he started to drift off to sleep.
However, something roused him from his sleep, something that made his eyes open up and wake him up fully: Footsteps on the roof.
He looked up at the roof, his heart racing as he could hear the steps get closer and closer to the chimney. His attention turned toward the fireplace, an excited smile on his face as he could hear someone grunting softly as they slipped more and more down.
Suddenly, a plume of black came out of the chimney following a thud and a grunt from what landed there.
Kyle couldn't help but cough as some of the soot got in his eyes and mouth. He did his best to strain his eyes, seeing a large, tall figure in the shadow of the soot. Slowly and surely it started to clear, Kyle's heart racing as he knew for sure that this was him! It was Santa Claus! He was real!
"Oh, man! I do not know how he can keep doing that every year." Said a rather deep, but feminine voice from the shape Kyle saw. They waved the air in front of them, exposing them, stepping further from the chimney.
"Maybe he's right, maybe I should start slimming-" She stopped as she realized that she wasn't alone there. He looked down at Kyle, eyes wide in surprise, clearly not expecting him to be up and about.
It wasn't Santa Claus. It was a lady, a rather large lady at that. She had dark skin, which really caught Kyle off guard, but he certainly found nothing wrong with it. She was also tall, like almost twice as tall as Kyle. She wore the red hat and jacket lined with white fur, the hem of it reaching a few inches past her plump belly and covering half her thighs and rear. He could see some of her generous flesh peeking out from between the buttons on her outfit. She also had white stockings with green, diagonal stripes on them, looking like they were squeezing her ebony thighs, and black shoes on her feet. White gloves were on her hands, one of them holding a sack over her back. There was also a very enticing scent of nutmeg coming from her.
Kyle glanced up at her face, her lips matching the color of her jacket, green eye shadow over her eyelids as she looked down at him. Earrings in the shape of mistletoe hung from her ears. A mane of white, smooth hair hung from under her hat, reaching down to her chest in a ponytail. His heart was racing even more now in the presence of this woman.
"Oh...well, I certainly wasn't expecting anyone else up at this time, especially a kid like you." She remarked, noticing how the other stared at him, jaw agape and eyes wide. It made her blush a little.
"Who....who are you?" He asked softly, still rather intimidated by her.
The large woman couldn't help but smile, a chuckle leaving her. "I'm Mrs. Claus, baby~" She answered with a wink, watching how it made the young man blush.
What were these weird feelings Kyle was having. The more he kept staring at her, the more he found himself fascinated with her in a strange way. Warmth rushed up his back as his eyes kept traveling up and down her body.
"M-Mrs. Claus?" He gaped, looking up at her, confused. "But, what about Santa?"
"Oh, he's not been feeling good this year. I figured I could cut him some slack and take care of the toy delivering this year." She answered, starting to set the bag down on the ground.
"Oh...I see." He answered, heart racing faster as he took in the sight of the large, black woman in front of him. So many emotions ran through his mind, happiness, confusion, excitement, some strange warm feeling in his groin...he couldn't take her eyes off her.
"So um...you should probably head to bed now, hon. It is way to late for a boy like you." She remarked, looking down at him.
However, she happened to notice something rather surprising when she looked a little more down. Her lips curled up as she noticed the boy's erection in his pants.
"Oh...I'm sorry. I just wanted to see Santa..." Kyle sighed, looking down at the floor. "B-But I mean, I am really happy to see you too!" He quickly assured, not wanting the other to feel bad.
"I can tell that~" Mrs. Claus remarked with a grin. "But I gotta ask you something." She crossed her arms right under her breasts, them threatening to pop the buttons of the jacket area they occupied.
Kyle tore his eyes away from there, looking into her eyes. "What is it?"
"Have you been a good boy this year, Kyle?~"
A shiver ran up the young man's back as he heard his name. Of course, being Mrs. Claus, it would make sense she knew who he was. But the question hung in the air, making him worried about all he had done this year. Sure, he got good grades at school, but he knew that he could be annoying to some of the other kids, and yelled at them a lot too. He tried to wonder if that was naughty territory. He hoped it wasn't.
All the while, Mrs. Claus was waiting patiently for his response.
"...Yes...?" He looked up at her, hoping that he got the right answer, a gritted, worried smile on his face.
She knew he would say that, chuckling softly as she did. "Then what's this now?~" She leaned over, reaching a hand down to trace a finger along the bulge in his pants. This also gave him a very good view down her cleavage.
He gasped in surprise at her touch, looking down at her hand softly caressing his bulge. "M-Mrs. Claus! Y-You're touching my- ahhh~" He trailed out, a sudden jolt of pleasure coursing through her body.
"It's nothing to be ashamed of, hon. I take it as a compliment~" She remarked, chuckling lowly as she kept rubbing it with her thumb, feeling it throb under her as she did. "
Kyle kept whimpering and grunting softly, hands bunched at his sides as he could feel her touching him more and more. "I-I'm sorry. It gets like this sometimes when I look at...pretty girls." He confessed, guilt washing up on him as he did.
"Awww, you think I'm pretty?" She looked up at him, a smile on her face as she asked. She watched him nod in response.
"Yes, you're very pretty, Mrs. Claus. You're the prettiest lady I've ever met!"
She couldn't help but laugh, pulling her hand back from him and resting on her stomach as she couldn't help but let out a hearty, long laugh. It filled the room, making Kyle feel warm as he listened to it. He couldn't help but feel a sense of joy and comfort as he stared at her.
After a few seconds, Mrs. Claus slowed down, her own cheeks red and merry as she turned back to him. "Aren't you the sweetest boy?" She remarked, cupping the other's cheek before leaning down to kiss his forehead, moving his short, blonde hair out of the way. "That certainly earned you a spot on my very own nice list~"
"Mmm..." Kyle shivered as he heard that, a smile on his face as he did.
"I think you earned a 'Christmas treat' for that~" She pulled back, straightening her back in front of him as she did. She watched him stare at her, no doubt he was wondering what this 'treat' is.
Kyle stood there, watching as Mrs. Claus reached down to the bottom of her jacket, gripping the hem, his heart racing as he waited with bated breath to see what she would do. In one quick motion, she pulled up the jacket past her legs and waist, exposing that she was completely naked under there. His eyes widened at the sight of her naked, ebony sex, a bush of white pubes nestled above it. His mouth was agape as he stared.
Mrs. Claus bit her lip, her own heart racing as she could feel the young man's eyes on her body. He was almost eye-level with it, just a few inches taller.
"Is this your first time seeing a lady's parts before?~" She asked, looking down at him. She got an affirmative nod and hum as an answer, which only served to excite the older woman more.
Of course, Kyle was well aware that guys and girls were different down there, thanks to his mom. But he never did get a for real look at what was different about girls outside of pictures from books, until now.
"Well, Mrs. Claus is here to show you what to do when you see one~ First, you gotta get your mouth all over it." She advised, reaching a hand down to the back of his head, her long, manicured nails grazing the back of his neck.
He let out a confused hum, eyes looking up at her in confusion, but in the next moment, he felt her shove his face against her crotch, making the other let out a soft moan.
Kyle didn't struggle or pull away from her, his mouth pursed right against her sex, his nose nestled above it and into her pubes, and his cheeks lightly squeezed by her thighs.
Mrs. Claus hummed with a chuckle, eagerly waiting for the other to start. "Just start licking it, like an ice cream~" She advised, leaning against the wall as she watched him, though given her generous physique, she could only make out so much, plus the jacket.
He paused for a second, still getting used to this sensation. Never before had he done this, but it felt so right to be pushed against her like this. The combination of the faint musk of her pubic hair and her nutmeg-y fragrance made him shiver in delight, making his own arousal throb in delight. He could already begin to taste the woman's wetness, it was slightly sour, but had an aftertaste similar to peppermint. It was just enough to make the boy more curious.
He opened his mouth more, tongue poking out as it prodded against her folds, flicking up against her after. The sounds of Mrs. Claus' moans were muffled by her thighs against the sides of his face. He started to lick faster, humming against her sex as he did. The combination of the smell of her pubic hair and the taste of her core drove Kyle to keep going, lapping against her faster and deeper, more of her taste dripping down his throat as he did. His hands reaching up to her large, plump thighs, gripping them lightly as he began pushing his face against her more.
Mrs. Claus bit her lip, feeling the other's mouth and tongue against her. She found herself arching against his mouth, feeling amazed at how skilled he was. No way this was this kid's first time.
"Fuck~" She muttered, her grip on him tightening up slightly, her nails pressing against his flesh more as she did. She spread her legs more to give him more room, all the while she bit her finger to try and muffle herself.
Kyle's licking went faster, now putting his jaw to work as he ate her out. He could feel more and more of her arousal dripping into his mouth and down his chin. It didn't matter if it was staining his pajamas or not, he wanted nothing more than to please this wonderful woman.
Her moaning started to get more loud and labored the more she felt his mouth against her, her body shuddering slightly as her grip tightened ever so slightly, bringing her closer to orgasm. Her head leaned back as moan after moan left her. She stared at the ceiling as she kept arching and bucking against his face.
"Faster! Faster, please! Please, Kyle! I'm almost there!" She almost begged, teeth gritted as grunt after pleasured grunt escaped her, until finally she felt her climax hit her hard. Her head shot back in a pleasured howl as she came against his face, soaking his lips and cheeks with her climax as she squirted against them.
He let out a muffled hum as she felt her cum against him, her slick dripping on his mouth and chin as he kept licking at her sex. He swallowed as much as he could, wanting to get every last drop down his throat.
She was a panting, shaky mess, her legs spread and her grip on him loosening up as she came. Not bad for someone so young. She definitely had to take advantage of this.
Kyle pulled his face away from her, gasping hotly for air, his mouth agape and his jaw sore as he found himself leaning against her side. He could feel a hand on his head, lightly petting him. A soft hum escaped him, feeling happy and warm as he rest against her.
"You did amazing, Kyle. You really are a good boy~" She remarked, still petting his head, basking in the afterglow of her climax.
After half a minute passed, she pulled her hand away, taking a step back from Kyle, causing the young boy to look up at her, wondering why she stopped petting him.
"A good deed deserves another." She remarked, reaching a hand down to start leading him to the couch he was sitting on before.
"Take a seat, hon. Mrs. Claus has another special gift for you~" She said, watching eagerly as Kyle began to sit down, his chin wet with her climax, some of it even dripping on his shirt.
Kyle looked up at her, wondering what else the other had in store for him, his erection still throbbing against the crotch of his pants. It ached, but he didn't touch it.
He then saw the older woman get down on her knees in front of him, looking him in the eyes before reaching her hands over to start undoing the buttons on his pajama shirt. Kyle gasped softly, but didn't pull away, looking down to see more and more of his chest. He even helped her out in full removing his shirt, his bare chest and belly on display. Next, however, she went to his pants, hooking her fingers into the band of it, and his underwear before slowly pulling them down. Kyle bit his lip, gripping the sides of the cushion he was sitting on as more and more of his shaft was exposed to the air. Soon enough it popped out in all it's hard, throbbing glory.
"Oh my~ You're a big boy, aren't you?~" Mrs. Claus commented, staring at the erect, dripping member. She bit her lip as she stared at it. All the while, she pulled his pants and underwear off his body, leaving him fully naked.
"I...My mom says that it's a bit bigger than most boys my age..."
"Clearly~ Surprised you aren't more popular around school." She started to reach a hand toward it.
"Wh-Why would I be popu- Haaaah!~" His head shot back in a moan, feeling the other's gloved hand wrap around his member, slowly she began stroking him off, a smile on her crimson lips as she looked into his eyes.
She watched him writhe and whimper under him, making him shiver and moan as she kept jerking him off. She occasionally glanced at his cock, watching it drip pre as she stroked him. She couldn't help herself as she leaned down to flick the tip of his cock with her tongue, tasting him.
"Mmm~ So good~" She remarked, now starting to wrap her lips around his tip, hearing his moans and cries more and more as she did. She started bobbing around the tip for now, her fingers handling the base as she did. The sounds of his pleasured whimpering and grunting were enough to keep the older woman motivated as she kept bobbing around the tip, her tongue circling his head as she did.
Kyle gripped the cushion tighter, teeth gritted as she found himself trying to buck into her mouth, but was only met with her sticking to the tip. It was unlike anything he felt before, and he wanted more so badly.
She started to go deeper and deeper, humming around his shaft as she reached the halfway point, her hand now moving down to caress his balls as she did. She knew exactly what she was doing to the young man, and she relished in it. Her lipstick stained the halfway point of his cock, making it red.
Perspiration ran down Kyle's back as he grunted and moaned into the air, one of his hand reaching toward her, hoping to push more of herself down her cock. He hovered it right above her head, grazing her cute hat.
"Mm-Mm." She hummed before pulling her mouth away from him, looking up at the young man with a stern look on her face. "Good boys are patient and wait." She advised, and that was all it took for Kyle to pull his hand back to his side, staring at her, mouth agape and gasping softly.
"S-Sorry."
"Besides, that's not what I was planning for you~" She pulled her hand back from him, making him whimper lowly again.
She leaned back in front of him, giving him a view of her body in front of him on the ground. Eagerly, she reached for the bottom of her jacket, to the bottom button. She undid it in a flash. Then the next one up, then the next one, then the next. Red parted as more and more of her bare, plump, dark body was exposed. Her large belly hung out first, getting the young man's attention first, until he looked to her chest, which nearly broke the two buttons that were keeping it hidden.
Mrs. Claus knew that he was staring, waiting in anticipation for her to finally show him the goods. Luckily for him, she didn't keep him waiting. She quickly undid the last two buttons on her coat, and with a quick toss of the red garment, her naked body was exposed for him to see.
He let out a soft gasp, watching as her large breasts fell out of her jacket and sagged against her body. He couldn't help but feel like he was witnessing something beautiful, something absolutely magical. His eyes focused on her breasts, his face red and his cock hard.
She chuckled at his reaction, reaching down to grope herself, lifting up the large, fleshy orbs with a mischievous grin. "You like these, hon?~" She teased, fingers now starting to tease her nipples, making her hum as they slowly got hard.
Kyle bit his lip tighter, only nodding as he stared down at them, unable to tear away from her black nipples and dark, large areola. He gripped the cushion tighter as he saw her lean closer to him, her breasts out and resting on his legs for now, his cock leaning against them.
"Ready to feel really good?~" she asked, looking into the other's eyes as she did. She watched him nod, giving her another grunt of approval.
In the next moment, she lifted her tits up once again, wrapping them around his cock. She wasted no time as she began rubbing them up and down his hard, throbbing member.
Kyle cried out in pleasure, heart racing as he felt the warm, soft embrace of her tits around his cock. His mouth was agape as moan after shrill moan left him, his head shot back against the couch as Mrs. Claus slipped himself between her large, brown tits, completely enveloping him. It was unlike anything he ever felt before. He couldn't help but thrust between them, his tip peaking out from them as he did.
Mrs. Claus chuckled softly at the sight, opening her mouth as her tongue rubbed against the underside of his tip, all the while she kept rubbing her breasts around him. She could tell he was close to cumming, and she wanted it to feel absolutely perfect for him.
She rubbed her tits faster and faster against his hard cock, feeling it throb and drip in her cleavage as she did. She could feel herself getting wet once more, knowing what she was doing to the kid as she occasionally lapped at his tipped as it peeked out from between her boobs.
"Ahhh!~ M-Mrs. Claus~" He cried out, teeth gritted as he gripped the cushions under him tighter, bucking faster between her breasts. He felt the tingling on his cock intensifying as she kept rubbing and licking him.
"S-Something's-"
"Just relax, honey. It's okay~" She advised, her voice like honey to his ears as she kept on rubbing him out. "Just give me all you've been holding out~" She chuckled, watching his cock expectantly.
He kept gasping and grunting, eyes slammed shut and his head arched back as he could feel everything come to a head. His body tightened up more and more, until finally he felt release. He couldn't help but cry out as he finally reached it, his cock now shooting its load all over the other's face.
She opened her mouth, watching and feeling as he came all over her face and tits. She slowed down her rubbing, but did just enough to make sure that she was milking him for all he had. For now, she rest her breasts on either side of his member, right on top of his thighs, watching as it throbbed the last of his load, dripping along his shaft. She stared at it, all the while the cum on her face dripping down onto her breasts.
Mrs. Claus swallowed what she had in her mouth, leaning down to make sure his shaft was clean before leaning down to lick the top of her breasts clean as well. She hummed softly as she tasted him, looking up to the young man as she scooped up the cum on her face and into her mouth.
Kyle laid back on the couch, gasping softly and hotly as he experienced his first ever orgasm. He had no idea he could feel so good, and not only that, Mrs. Claus was the one to help him realize it. He felt both relief and exhaustion all at once. However, he got the feeling that it wasn't over yet.
She chuckled as she made her way beside him on the couch, making it creak slightly under her weight. She started to rest the other across her lap, looking down at his fatigued face. Her breasts hung right above his face as well.
"Did you like that, baby?~"
Kyle looked up at her face, nodding with a hum, a smile on his face as he answered. "That felt amazing, Mrs. Claus." He remarked, noting the smile on her face as he said that.
His eyes then drifted towards her large breasts, focusing on her nipples as he did. He could feel his heart racing and his mouth watering as he stared. He licked his lips as a strange compulsion started to take over, slowly he began to lead towards her left breast, wrapping his lips around her nipple. Lightly, he began to suckle it, humming against her flesh as he did.
Mrs. Claus let out a soft, pleasured hum as she felt his lips on her tits. She looked down with a grin, biting her lip as she watched him suckle her softly. Like a newborn babe. It was precious. She didn't dare move away, letting the young man have what he wanted. He would certainly need the rest.
"You really like my tits, don't you?" She asked softly, watching as he pulled his mouth away from her briefly.
"They're so big and soft and warm." He remarked, nuzzling his face against them with a hum. "And they taste good~" He added, making the other chuckle.
"I'm happy you think so~" She reached down, brushing her fingers against his soft cheek, looking into his eyes.
"...You know, if you suck on them long enough, you'll be in for a surprise~"
Kyle hummed in surprise, turning back to the breast in front of her and wrapping his lips around it, suckling eagerly. As if he needed more motivation to suckle her.
"Haaah~" She moaned out, feeling his mouth becoming more enthusiastic as it suckled against her, the feeling of his tongue, lips, and a little bit of teeth more than enough to get her riled up once again.
He reached his hand up, propping up the breast he was sucking on, lightly pulling it towards him, eager to keep on going. He wanted to know what this 'surprise' will be. It sounded like it was making her feel good at least, which was more than enough for him. The taste of her flesh was intoxicating enough to keep reeling him in.
His eyes widened as he started to taste something else, something sweet and cold. He pulled his mouth away in surprise, looking at her nipple. As he quietly caught his breath, he saw something leak out from the tip of her nub, something white.
A smile settled on Mrs. Claus' face as she watched the other try to figure out what was happening.
Kyle slowly leaned closer once more, sticking his tongue out as he tasted the liquid once more. It was very familiar, it was sweet and cool, and it tasted almost like-
"Eggnog?" He asked, looking up at her face, surprised.
"That's right, hon~" She chuckled. "Have as much as you want!" She assured, ruffling his hair again. She knew he was gonna need it.
He turned back to her breast, wrapping his mouth around her nipple as he eagerly began suckling her breast, feeling more and more eggnog flowing out of her and into his mouth. He swallowed it eagerly, holding the breast as he did, almost hoping that by lightly squeezing it, he could get more. As expected, the scent of nutmeg grazed his nose as he felt her dark flesh against his face.
A shiver of pleasure ran up Mrs. Claus' back, feeling him suckle her nipple and lactate into his mouth. She bit her lip as she held back moan after moan. Her womanhood was getting wet and ready again, but she knew she had to be patient. She turned to her right breast, which was also leaking but had no mouth to feed. Until she decided to take that place, she heaved her remaining breast with her own hands, suckling it and swallowing the eggnog seeping out of her nub. It was absolutely delicious. And it did the job she wanted, keeping her energized.
She glanced down at Kyle, feeling his suckling become more and more eager, feeling his tongue lapping faster against her milky nipple. She also turned his attention to his cock, which was already hard and ready for more. Perfect.
Mrs. Claus pulled her nipple away from her mouth, licking what remained on her lips. "Okay, Kyle, it's time for your final 'special present'~" She pulled her nipple away from his mouth, watching as the other whimpered and tried to reach for it again.
He turned his attention back to her, "Final present? What else is there?" He asked, confused.
"Well, I'll show you, hon~" She said, scooping him into her arms before getting off the couch. Still fully naked, she made her way towards his room, opening the door with ease as she made her way inside. She stepped past a few stray toys on the floor before sitting down on the edge of his bed, looking down at the young man in his arms. It was a bit smaller than she was used to, but this was a kid's bed, so of course it'd be a bit small. But it was large enough for what they were going to do.
She rest him on her legs, feeling his eyes on her. She reached above her head at the hat still on her head. Kyle managed to catch a glimpse of her underarm, which also appeared unshaved, like her pussy. Regardless, she grabbed the hat, pulling it off her head, the rest of her beautiful, white hair on display for him, it falling to her shoulders in pale, shimmering waves.
Kyle just stared, in awe of how beautiful she looked, his mouth agape and his eyes wide. And his cock absolutely hard.
"You ready to do something really fun?" she asked, stuffing her hat under the pillow on his bed.
"Y-Yes, Mrs. Claus. I am." He said excitedly, eager to see what was next for them.
She began to lay back on the bed, looking down at Kyle as she splayed herself on the bed, her legs spread and her tits parted across her chest. Her pussy was on display for him, dripping wet on the sheets. She looked absolutely ready for him.
"Fuck me, Kyle~" She invited, reaching a hand down to spread her lower lips, exposing her pink folds to him.
Kyle stood on his knees in front of her, his cock hard and desperate for some stimulation. He was frozen in awe, seeing the large woman splayed across his bed, eager to pleasure him. He had to take a moment to fully commit this to memory.
After a few seconds, she crawled towards her, his hands on the side of the bed for now as he crawled on top of her, his face level with her chest as his cock lined up with her pussy. He looked up at her, a smile on his face as his hands rested on her breasts, groping them and making the other moan.
"You're wonderful, Mrs. Claus. Thank you."
She bit her lip, a smile on her face as well, feeling him rest against her womanhood.
"Thank you too, Kyle. You're a very good boy~" She praised before leaning her head down, pressing her lips to his before pulling back, relaxing on the bed and waiting for him to get started.
He wrapped his arms tightly around her, knowing exactly what he had to do.
His tip brushed against her eager sex, both of them whimpering softly at the friction they shared. He tried to push in a few times, but missed, slipping up or down her cunt. Eventually, Mrs. Claus reached down to help him with his aim, and finally, with one thrust, Kyle slammed himself inside the older woman, both of them crying out in ecstasy as they did. His hold on her tightened as he felt her sex squeeze around his cock. He pushed his face against her dark chest, muffling his moans as he remained inside for a few seconds.
Mrs. Claus grunted and moaned at the sensation, hands reaching down to cup his rear, prompting him to start thrusting as she gave him a push, little by little he began to catch up and start thrusting inside her himself. Soon she moved her hands up to his back, feeling him go on his own inside her, both of them moaning with each soft slam into her.
She looked into his eyes, they were closed in concentration as he started to pick up the pace ever so faster. He was a special boy, and she was happy she took the time to do this with him. Just think what would happen if he was still asleep. She leaned down again, kissing his forehead and leaving more lipstick on their as she did.
This motivated him to go faster now, grunting and moaning as he wrapped around her plump form tighter, muffled moans getting louder as he did. The sound of skin smacking filled the room as the young boy slammed his hips harder and faster into the yuletide beauty. She felt like a dream, and was just as unreal to boot.
"Ahhh~ K-Kyle! You feel so good!~" She praised, now reaching her hands up to hug him tighter, feeling his dick thrusting deep inside her, making her body shudder as she felt him throb inside her. Her nails threatened to break his skin, but she did her best to resist hurting the poor boy.
Kyle couldn't even speak, his mind and body clouded with pleasure, edging closer and closer to orgasm as he did. His nails dug lightly into the other's flesh, but it was hardly anything for her to be worried about. He couldn't get over how amazing this night was. This was definitely going to be a memorable Christmas for him.
"M-Mrs. Claus!~" He cried back at her, pulling his face away for just a second as he did. His face was flushed as he could already feel himself getting closer to orgasm.
"I...I-I'm going to do it again!" He warned, teeth gritted as he did.
"M-Me too, honey! Just a little more!~" She practically begged, hoping that he could last long enough for her.
Moan after grunt and pleasured whimper escaped the two, both trying to hold on for as long as they could for each other. Sweat was running down their bodies and onto the bed as they were both a hairs breadth away from climax. Just a little bit more, just a little bit more.
Kyle was grunting shrilly, his cock thrusting as fast as he could, making the bed and the woman he was fucking shake from the intensity. With one more thrust, he pumped his cum inside her, head shooting back as a long, pleasured moan shot out of his mouth, all the while his cock was throbbing and shooting jizz inside her.
Mrs. Claus came as well, a smile on her face as she held the young man close to her, her cunt tightening around his dick as she milked him for everything he had. She swore she could feel some spill out of her.
After a few seconds, the two of them came out of their shared climax, laying limply on the bed. Well, Mrs. Claus on the bed and Kyle on top of her. Regardless, the two were exhausted, gasping softly for breath and absolutely out of it. Kyle's hold on her loosened up, and he found himself nuzzling up her body, pulling herself out of her as he did. She whimpered softly as he did, the resulting mess inside her slowly starting to leak out on the sheets.
"M...Mrs. Claus..." He exhaled, panting softly. "...I love you."
Her eyes widened as she looked down at him, surprised at what he said. She had no idea what prompted him to say that, but she couldn't deny that it did feel nice to hear it.
Smiling, she reached down to caress the tired boy's head slowly.
"I love you too, Kyle~" She whispered, leaving him one more kiss before letting the other fall asleep on top of her.
The moment became a blur to Kyle as he finally succumbed to sleep.
Soon, Christmas morning came, and Kyle was still fast asleep with a smile on his face. He felt like the luckiest boy in the whole world.
However, a knocking at his door started to bring him out of his happiness. Why couldn't he be back in the land of dreams again.
A soft, slow creak then followed it, "Kyle? It's time to wake up, dear. It's Christmas day!"
The voice of his mother started to rile the young man out of his slumber, sitting up on the bed with a yawn. He rubbed his eyes, seeing his mom in the doorway, a smile on her face as she saw him.
"Get up, sleepyhead. I'm going to make pancakes. Don't open any of your presents yet." She said firmly before making her way down the hall.
"Presents..." he said hazily, sitting on the edge of the bed now before stepping off. He stretched his arms up in the air with another yawn, freezing up when the memories of last night hit him suddenly.
Everything with Mrs. Claus, and all they did, how happy and amazing she was. It all came back to him.
Suddenly he turned to the bed. There was nothing and no one there.
He also noticed that he was fully clothed in his pajamas. And they were clean. A look of surprise was on his face as he ran to the bathroom, locking the door quickly. He pulled his pants and underwear down, looking at his flaccid cock. It was clean, no lipstick on it whatsoever. Neither was there any on his face or forehead.
A creeping sense of disappointment filled him. Was that all just a dream?
He hunched over slightly, a sigh escaping him as he began to do his business in the bathroom.
After finishing, he made his way to the living room. He could see his mom fixing something in the kitchen, all the while the TV was on, and a yuletide log channel was playing during it. Christmas music was playing over it as well.
He found himself looking around the couch, and as expected, it was seamless and clean. The ever-growing sense of disappointment began to grow as he sat down on it, looking over at the tree, which did have more presents than what he saw last night. That didn't matter, though. He turned to the fireplace, seeing how it was still empty unlit.
It must have all been a dream. An amazing, wonderful, magical dream.
But then something occurred to him: How did he end up in bed then if he was on the couch last night?
He turned to his mom in the other room.
"Hey mom!" He cried out.
"Yes, dear?" She responded, the sound of pancakes sizzling accompanying her.
"I swore I fell asleep on the couch. But I woke up in my bed. What happened?" He asked.
"Oh, I woke up earlier and saw you were fast asleep there! I just picked you up and carried you to your room, hon." She answered, only driving home that what happened with Kyle and Mrs. Claus was indeed not real.
At the very least, he could have some pancakes this Christmas morning.
Soon, Christmas Day came and went, immediately after opening up his presents here - most of them video games and action figures, which he did love - Kyle and his mom went to be with their family for the day, hanging out together and just enjoying the time spent together.
It wasn't as if Kyle didn't enjoy it, but the overwhelming dissatisfaction he felt knowing that one of the best times of his life wasn't real put a bit of a damper on it. But still, he did his best to not let it get in the way of playing with his cousins.
Soon, it was nighttime, and Kyle and his mom made it back home, both of them feeling rather exhausted mentally and physically. So they both agreed to take it easy in their rooms for the rest of the night.
Kyle made his way to his room, kicking off his shoes and clothes, changing into his pajamas before practically slamming himself onto the bed. He would have fallen asleep instantly if not for the soft, but noticeable drop of something behind his bed.
He scooted closer to the top of the bed, reaching his hand down behind it, feeling around for what it might have been. Eventually, he felt something soft and fluffy. He wondered what he is as he pulled it up.
As soon as he did, he froze up.
In his hands was a Santa hat.
Any sense of fatigue he had was gone as he stared at the cap. He brought it close to his face, hoping that it smelled exactly as he hoped it would.
Deeply, he inhaled it against his face. Nutmeg.
A smile started to creep on his face. It wasn't a dream. It was absolutely 100% real! He wanted to cheer it to the world, but he had a sneaking suspicion his mom wouldn't take kindly to the news he had to share.
He brought the cap to his face once more, smelling it once again, taking in the sweet scent it had.
The sound of paper flapping brought him out of his euphoria. He looked down at the bed, seeing there was a letter, right under the hat. It must have been left there.
He picked up the red envelope, it being addressed to "Sweet Kyle".
Frantically the young man opened it up, pulling out a purple, folded up piece of paper. He unfolded, seeing a message inside. His heart raced as he read it.
"Dear Sweet Kyle,
Last night was absolutely amazing. You were quite the skilled young man.
It's been so long since I've had that much fun with anyone.
No offense to Nick, but he's been way too deep in his work to give it to me like you did.
I was nervous at first, seeing as how you were young, but you've proven to me that you
are one of the best lovers I've ever had.
You might have noticed that I made it seem like it didn't happen at first.
I'm terribly sorry about that. Just wanted to make sure that no one else could have figured
it out. I used a little 'Christmas Magic' as it were. Hopefully you didn't think it was too unbelievable
and thought it didn't happen. But if you're reading this, then I'm sure I have nothing to worry about~
Hope you had a wonderful Christmas Day!~
And who knows? Maybe someday we'll both get lucky that Nick has to step down again another year.
If so, then you can bet that cute face of yours I'm gonna come down and play with you again~
Merry Christmas!
Love, Jasmine <3"
There was also a red kiss mark beside the signature on the letter, making Kyle's heart skip a beat as he saw it.
He couldn't help but giggle softly, excited at the idea of meeting Mrs. Claus again some odd Christmas Eve night in the future.
Another reason to look forward to the holidays.