xmas erotica

Calling the North Pole


 
I was looking for something different to do for my jaded daughter, to convince her that Santa was real. And ended up being filled with the “spirit” myself.
I saw an ad in the paper about a toll free line to the North Pole that you could call for special arrangements for Christmas and decided to call. See what it was about.
I dialed the digits 1-888- JOY – HOHO and listened to the ringing for a few bells.  Then the mssg came on …
> all our operators are busy. It’s a crazy, joy-filled time of year. Please be patient and listen to this song.
[Santa Claus is coming to town][https://youtu.be/1xOe4GRyebo]
My toes were tapping and I hummed along. Whatever else I felt about Christmas, I always have loved the music. Esp when I was young and when my kid was young as well.
When that song was over, there was another mssg…
> thank you for waiting.  Our operators are  excited by the demand for their attention. They hope you are too. While you are waiting, here is another song to listen to.
[Rudolph the red nosed reindeer][https://youtu.be/0byH9h1ClBY]
Ah yes, the story of Rudolph.  It always struck me as a bit sad. Poor young Rudolph, ostracized for being different till it was useful to Santa during a storm. Have you seen the cartoon where he meets the Abominable Snowman and goes to the island of misfit toys?  So sad.  When the song was over, the operator came back on with this mssg…
> The queu is getting smaller and you are obviously on the good list, since you are willing to bear with us.  We will be with you as soon as possible. I’m sure you’re looking forward to the holiday. Here’s another song to listen to while you wait.
[12 days of Christmas][https://youtu.be/oyEyMjdD2uk]
Just as this song wrapped up, I heard a knock at my door. Good thing I had a cordless phone. I went to the door to answer it and saw a man I didn’t know standing there. I said “hello” and smiled.
He said his name was Nicolas and he was a representative from the UPS delivery service.  They had a pkg for me. Would I sign for it?  I said “of course!”  He told me to be a good girl and wait till Christmas to open it and asked me if I promised to do that.  I smiled and promised. . Nicolas left.
I paid attention to the song that was playing on the phone.  It was
[the holly and the ivy][https://youtu.be/57l6dSbVppM]
When it was done, the mssg came on.
> We’re sorry you have been waiting so long, but you are at the top of the list now.  Not much longer to wait… Our operator is looking forward to chatting with you soon.
 I put the unopened pkg under the tree and it honestly slipped my mind. I was into the music and just having fun, humming along.  My daughter banged into the house and waved, as she ran up the stairs to her room.  I managed to get a smile to her and get one back as she ran.
The song had switched to
[have a holly jolly Christmas][https://youtu.be/nVMCUtsmWmQ]
When it was over, the operator came on the line.
>  Hello, my name is Chris. how may I serve you this evening?
 I placed my order with him. I was laughing and joking with him about the gimic they had for those waiting for a human voice.  It had made being on hold a bit more fun for me. I asked him if there were any gifts for adult women who still loved Christmas?  He said “of course!” and made a few suggestions.  Like lingerie and jewelry. I laughed and said I was kidding.  With the gifts for my kid, I was going to be tapped out.  Chris took down my credit card details and wished me a Merry Christmas.
I heard the song
[sleigh ride][https://youtu.be/Qyl29bCmjmg]
begin as we said good bye.
It was on Christmas eve when I placed this call  I had dinner with my kid and had an early night.  As I fell asleep, for some reason, the story
[twas the night before Christmas][https://youtu.be/p46XbyC_5ao]  was running thru my head.  I happily fell asleep to that.
I dreamt of Nick coming to my house in the dead of the night, with sexy lingerie he wanted me to model for him. He was wearing a red bikini with furry red suspenders on to make it festive to the season. As well as white knee high boots.  My lingerie was black. He said it was because I was a naughty girl and he wanted to show me how they were treated in the North Pole.   I laughed and said ok so long as it wasn’t a spanking.  It wasn’t.
Instead Nick gave me a tongue bath, head to toe. When he finally coaxed my orgasm from me, I managed to ask what good girls got when they were my age.  He laughed and said they got toys.  Nick was supposed to reform the bad girls.  He slowly and very meanly put his cock in my vajay and we rocked each other’s world. When we were done, I asked him if I could have more convincing.  He said “anytime!”   I fell asleep, laughing,  in his arms.
In the morning, I woke up alone.  Thinking I had had a really cool dream. I was smiling all day.  My kid and I finally got around to exchanging our presents and I told her about the call and the carols. Told her there was more coming. All set to go into the kitchen, I was hailed back by my kid.  She was holding a UPS pkg  Asked me what it was. “Oh I forgot!.  I went back to the tree and saw my name on the pkg.  I opened it and saw the black lingerie I had worn in my dreams.  I could feel my face changing colour. I was startled. How the hell??
My kid wanted to know who had sent the outfit. The card said Santa. I had no clue!

Sexy Carolling

The first thing I heard out of their mouths, to let me know they were on my porch, was the song [here we come a caroling][https://youtu.be/in6XgUNWlMM] .  So I stood up and went to greet them with a plate of cookies and a carafe each of coffee and hot chocolate. And dixie cups of course. Partly because I’m kind and they were probably cold, and partly because I wanted to shut them up.  SOOOO not in the mood for carols. By the time I got to the porch, they began [good king Wenceslas][https://youtu.be/bMmxhhfQw0c] .  Well at least they weren’t doing deeply religious songs, right?  I could live with a little jiggy stuff. I handed around the cookies, and that is when I saw him. He was cold!  His cheeks were ruddy and the rest of his face was as well! Just my type though and my eyes lit up.  He was looking at me like I was his next meal as well. Hmmm… I went to get more cookies! Suddenly I wanted them to stick around. [jingle bell rock][https://youtu.be/itcMLwMEeMQ] was their next choice as I served them the 2nd plate of cookies.  He winked at me as I handed him a candy cane shaped short bread cookie and smiled at him. I slipped him my number and he grinned.

I re-filled their cups and they wandered off to the next house.  I went back inside.  There!  I’d done my good deed and who knows, he might be my present for it. We’d see.

I was sitting back in my chair and had just picked up my book again, when I heard a knock at my back door.

When I answered it, it was the caroller!  I invited him in and we introduced ourselves.  He was Mike.  I gave him a hand warmer pad and a cup of coffee. I noticed earlier that he had preferred that to the hot chocolate. He asked if I wanted another carol.  I just laughed and said “no thanks!” He didn’t listen and started singing [you’re a mean one, Mr Grinch][https://youtu.be/tWFaP1tkGgM] and we both laughed while he was singing.  Must have been a challenge to sing and laugh at the same time.  I decided to stop him by giving him a kiss. That has never failed to stop a man from singing before.  And it didn’t now either.  He kissed me back.

It was a good thing his skin was warm by then, because we started cuddling, kissing more, macking on each other…  all that.  And he went from man to octopus, of course.  But I had no complaints.  I was Mrs Octopus!

I shoved him onto the couch and we were grinding at each other and somehow managing to get our clothes off as well. As soon as we both had our pants off, he slipped his cock into me and we were rocking each other’s world in no time. Then he picked me up and asked me where the bed was.  I pointed him in the right direction and he carried me, with my legs around his hips. His cock still inside me.  All the way to my bed. Where he laid me down and started really fucking me again. It was a screamer for sure!  For both of us.

After our joining, he held me in his arms. And asked if I ever sang.  I said yes, and considering the circumstance, I started to sing [Santa, Baby][https://youtu.be/jFMyF9fDKzE] ,  channeling my inner Eartha Kitt.  He thought that was pretty sexy.

Mike had to go.  But before he did, he made sure I had his number and asked if we could get together again.  I thought that was a great idea, so of course, I said yes.

I found myself humming carols after he left.  So all it took to get me in the mood for Christmas was to get laid?  Well then… something to keep in mind!  lol

Dear Nutcracker

I was on a shopping trip at my local mall. And came upon a living village. There were elves, dancers, a choir and nutcrackers/toy soldiers standing guard. In attitude, they were much like the guards at Buckingham Palace.
Somebody had gone to a lot of work and the players had really practiced hard for this day. They were perfectly synchronized. Kids and their parents were enjoying the show, laughing and singing along with the choir. It was so cool, I stopped as well, even though I wasn’t really in the Christmas mood.
One of the nutcracker/soldiers caught my eye. He was so cute in his costume. Not that he would have been ugly out of it. But he was a great advertisement of what the day was about. In looks.
So I found myself staring at him. And soon I attracted his attention. When the attention of the crowd was elsewhere, he handed me his cell phone number. And I smiled and left. But not before I sent him a text saying I thought he was cute too.
I went further into the mall to make my purchases. I finished in about an hour. Just in time for the live village to take a break. So I swung around there to see if I could find my nutcracker.
He wasn’t at the village. So I went outside to my van. Only to see him casually smoking a cigarette at the mall doors. I strolled over to see if he wanted to talk. Apparently that wasn’t what he had in mind. He asked if I had a car we could go to. He wanted to make out. Plus.
So I said heck yeah and grabbed his hand. We almost ran to it in our hurry. Giggling all the way. He kissed me as I tried to unlock the door. It seemed like it took forever to get the heavy side door open and get inside with it shut.
But we got there. And started macking on each other as we took our clothes off. (Don’t worry, I have smoked glass in the windows and good shocks!) The seats were down, cuzz I hadn’t been sure what size of pkgs I would have. Fortunately they weren’t that big, so they fit in the front seat.
We had plenty of space to stretch out, while he was pawing me up like there was no tomorrow. It was like we were rushing toward sex. Like we were starving for it. I was almost burning for him and he looked like he was going to explode any second. So he grabbed me, threw me over and entered me. We were banging at each other, slurping and moaning was all you could hear. Until I planted my teeth in his arm and used it as a gag for my screams. I barely heard him say “Jesus!” in pain. We both started coming and that was the last thing that really stood out for me. Him venting about my bite.
But we weren’t done yet.
He kept shoving into me, after his orgasm. Like he had more to go. And he did too. I was staying pretty warm as well. So it didn’t take long for a second round of orgasms. And his poor arm took another bite. This time the last thing I heard was “holy fuck!”, but there was nothing I could do to stop myself or help him.
We managed to settle down and began kissing again, but in a more gentle way. Kissing and stroking each other. It was so erotic.
I was finally at a place where I could care about his arm. So I looked at it and gasped in horror. He was going to have a heck of a bruise tomorrow. It almost looked like a snowman shape, with the teeth marks. We laughed about the spirit of Christmas getting into us. I said something about me being possessed by it.
He looked at his watch and said he had to go. There was another show that evening and the cast had to meet first for director’s notes. He asked if I’d be around later. I blushed and said I sure could be, So he kissed my cheek and got out of the van.
I went to get rid of my pkgs and have something to eat. I had a feeling I’d need the energy later.

Dear Santa’s Elf

I got to the mall, early on a Sunday morning. Yes I crawled out of bed early on my day off to go shopping! Sue me!
When I arrived, there weren’t too many shoppers. So I was puttering around at first. Ducking into this shop or that. Till I noticed there were more people about, esp kids. So it being “that time of year and all”, Santa came to the xmas kiosk and the kiddies cheered. A few screamed and cried. But hey fantasy is hard to deal with in real life when you are small. It can be scary.
While everyone else was wrapped up by the store Santa and all his ho ho’s, I noticed one of his elves.
What can I say? Felt slippers and hat with bells tinkling, striped stockings and a fitted body suit. It got my imagination working on the sexy channel lol. But I might be a bit weird that way. I like the nutcrackers in the ballet better than the swans a leaping.
Looking at her frame, I wondered if she bound her breasts to lend some ambiguity to the suit. For the kids, you don’t always want curves busting out of the clothes, do you?
Whatever…she had definitely grabbed my attention and imagination. I found myself staring. Well she caught me and boy did my face go red! She winked and smiled at me. So I hung around awhile…
When she had a break in the line of kids clammering for their moment with Santa, she came over and we chatted a bit. The “hello, how are you, what’s a girl like you doing in an elf suit, what’s a guy like you doing at the mall, getting to know you” stuff you do in such a situation. (Do people often do this?)
The elf was good enough to take the lead in our chatting, cuzz I’m a shy guy with a crush on an elf. Near Santa. Ugh! Yeah she was at the helm of the sleigh on this one!
When she had to go back, she asked if I would be around when she had her break. I said I sure could be… So she asked me to meet her at the food court. I kept wandering the shops but returning to the kiosk to see if she was still busy. She usually saw me and waved.
Finally the elf was done with her shift and waved me over. I jogged over and she asked me to meet her at the mall washrooms’ area instead. There was a North Pole washroom for the Xmas people to change in. So the kids didn’t see it.
When I got there, the elf grabbed my hand and led me into that bathroom. And actually started kissing me! I was kissing an elf! Xmas would never be the same again! lol
There was a bigger stall in the back for people with chairs or scooters and the elf dragged me into that. I got a chance to find out if she bound her breasts. She did! I played elf’s maid and helped her undo the binding. Out popped her lovely breasts. I was touching an elf’s breast! I looked around guiltily in case Santa was watching. I’m pretty sure I’ll be on his naughty list!
The elf and I managed to get her body suit down and my hands decided for themselves to explore her luscious butt and between her legs. (Is that area called the same things if it’s on an elf??) But whatever it’s called, elves get wet there! So my toy soldier went in for the kill. And there in the bathroom, an elf was shoved up against the wall and bumped uglies with an adoring fan. (grins). It was hot to us, ok??
I was gentleman enough to be sure the pole diving succeeded in her having a holly jolly good time before I got off. And stroke and cuddle her down from her high. Our high.
The elf asked me to get her clothes out of the lockers they had put in for the “visitors from the North Pole” and she became a normal person walking down any street anywhere. The fantasy was definitely over. But oh did I have a memory!
We exchanged emails and kiks. And now and then, I send her a special header, so she knows I’m thinking of that Xmas shopping trip.
“Dear Santa’s Elf…” and she knows I want to see her in green again. Felt slippers and hat with bells on. Haha! She comes to me with bells on. Striped socks and all.
I had sex with an elf! And seems it will be a thing from now on. I wonder if Santa knows? His elf is a bad, bad girl!

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