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Subject: {ASSM} Santa Claude  (MF)
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Date: Mon, 24 May 2004 16:10:03 -0400
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Santa Claude  (MF)
by Ball Four

Synopsis:  Santa Claude gets some seasonal cheer.


** This story is for adults only.  You cannot read this if you are
under the age of 18 even though statistics show hat more than 50
percent of you know more about this subject matter than the story talks
about.   If you haven't figured it out yet, life is not fair.  Deal
with it.

** This story is completely fiction.   If a character resemebles you
in any manner, then dude (or dudette) Get a Life!  (available at
stores nationwide!)


Santa Claude
----- ------


Santa looked dejectedly out the window.  The snow lightly fell
outside.  He used to love this place, but the years had taken its
toll.  Things had changed.

There was a knock on the door.  "Come," he said, without turning
in his chair.

The visitor approached.  "Santa?"

The voice was his senior Elle, but he still did not turn to look at
her.

"I can't take it anymore," he told her as he looked out the window.
"I'm not really needed anymore.  I'm tired of only dropping off
dildos and blowup dolls and love creams.  Santa used to mean so much
more."

"You're still needed, Santa," she answered.

Santa turned in his chair.  He looked at his top Elle.  She was
dressed as all Elles dressed.  Elle was in a red g-string and a sheer
green bra.  She was a tall, slender, stunning brunette.   The only
thing a little odd that most people would notice was her beautiful
hair flowed down to her ankles.  If you looked beneath the hair, you
saw two beautiful and shapely pointed ears.  T'Pring, eat your heart
out.

"No, Elle," he said.  "That damn 60's sexual revolution.  Since
then, all the girls take care of their own needs.  They don't need
Santa anymore.  They probably don't even remember I exist."

"No, Santa," said Elle.  "Don't say that.  Don't ever think it."

"I thought business would be better when Santa Klaus called it quits
and we had no more competition.  Now we are back at the same level we
were at before he quit.

"What's he doing now?" asked Elle.

"A plant manager at an Audi factory."

"Oh, that's right."

"No one needs me," bemoaned Santa.  He turned back to the window.
"I'm not going out tonight."

"Santa!" Elle exclaimed in shock.  "It's seXmas eve!  There are men
who need some plastic partners!  There are women who need an electric
buddy!  There are women who want to cuddle up with Santa!"

Santa turned and looked at her angrily.  "Tell me!  Tell me how many
requests we got for Santa!    After the sexual revolution, all we
got was the geek loser women, but we don't even get those requests
anymore.  No one knows I'm here.  They forgot about me.  So tell me
just how many requests we got this year?"

Elle took a step back from Santa's outburst.  This was not the happy
and jolly fellow she knew and loved.

"I knew I should have gotten in the toy business," Santa mumbled.
"That stupid Santa Claus.  *Everybody* knows about him."

Elle looked at her boss in sympathy.  "We have one, Santa."

"One!  Only one woman needs Santa!"

"But all the dildos still need to be delivered."

"Screw the dildos!  Pardon my language."

"I think you'll like this one, Santa," she said with a pleased little
smile.  She was glad she came to Santa when she did.  Not a moment
too late.

"Fine," he said in discouragement.  "Roll tape."

Elle stepped to the side of the room.  In the middle of the room,
a shimmering, sparkling cloud appeared.  The cloud gradually cleared
and the image of two women appeared.

******


"Damn Tara," said Shayla "Colin is so hot. You say you like him too,
but you won't do it with him."

Nineteen year old Tara stopped at they walked on the university
campus.  The shapely blonde turned and looked at her friend.  "I'm
just not ready for that yet."

"Girl," Shayla said to her friend. "We're half way thru our sophomore
year of college."

"So?"

They resumed walking.

"So you're still a virgin!  Get with it, Tara.  Get yourself some.
I've been with..."

"I know how many guys," interrupted Tara.  She was tired of Shayla's
bragging.  "You give it a way so much, you yourself say it isn't
always good."

"Just because I get some losers, doesn't mean I give up on it."

"I'm not giving up.  I'm waiting."

"For what?  Why not Colin?  Half the girls on campus envy you that
you've been going out with Colin.  He only goes out with the pretty
girls.  He likes you."

"I like him, too..."

Shayla stopped her friend and turned her so to look her in the face.
"Are you afraid?"

"No," said Tara angrily.

"Then what?"

"I just want to be with someone I know I can trust."

"Trust?  What do you mean?"

"You know, someone who I know truly cares for me and doesn't just
want to get between my legs."

Shayla rolled her eyes and shook her head.  "Who cares?  I just love
a guy between my legs.  Trust?  That can come later."

"Have you ever had a fully complete sexual experience?" Tara asked.
"Not just an orgasm, but a completely fulfilling experience."

The question took Shayla by surprise.  "Uh...sure.   Sure, I have."

Tara smiled.  She didn't think Shayla sounded very convincing.

They walked a little longer in silence.  They reached Shayla's dorm
building.

Just before Shayla departed, she said to Tara, "I don't know who you
think you are going to find.  Guys don't start caring about you until
they get some."  Sahyla shook her head. "Santa's coming in two weeks.
Why don't you ask him to bring you a guy?"  She laughed.

"See you after the winter break, Shayla," said Tara.

Shayla smiled back.  "Have a safe flight."


*****


"She flew home that evening," said Elle to Santa to overlay the
video feed.

Santa watched the video intently.


*****

Tara was on her bed at her parents' home.  It was late night and she
was tired but she was wide awake.  She stared up into the darkness.

She sighed and then spoke to herself.  "I wish there was a Santa that
could bring me the right guy.  A guy I can trust for my first time.
I wish there was a Santa for grown-ups."  She laughed and said the
last like a joke, "Please, Santa Claus?"

*****

The video dissipated.

"Oh, wow!" said Santa.  Usually any mention of Santa Claus made him
angry, but he ignored it.  Santa reached into his red and white robe
and adjusted his new erection.

Elle smiled.  She knew he'd like it.

"It's been a while since I've seen someone as gorgeous as her,"
said Santa.

"So can we put aside any silly notion of cancelling seXmas?" Elle
asked.

Santa smiled at the senior Elle.  "Yeah," he said and nodded.  

"All the Elles will be very happy about that, Santa," she said.

Santa smiled contentedly.  Elle always knew how to make him happy.
Santa stood up jollily.  "Let's make sure this seXmas happens!"
He walked around to the middle of his room.  "This is going to be
a great seXmas this year."

Elle felt a warm happy glow as Santa smiled big and jolly at her.
"The Elles are loading the convertible now, Santa."

"Well, it doesn't hurt to rudolph it ready early," he said.  He
opened up his robe.

"Not at all, Santa!" happily said Elle.

Elle dropped down on her knees before him.  His erection stood 
straight out before her.  She opened her mouth and started to move
back and forth on it.  Santa groaned.  He reached down and massaged
Elle's big tits thru her green top. 

Santa's dick felt steel hard.  Elle started to focus on the head.  She
stopped moving on th whole dick and just had the head in her mouth.
Elle's tongue slathered all over the head of his dick.  Her hands rose
up and rubbed his muscular chest and his flat chiseled abs.

Inside her mouth, her tongue moved faster on his dick than any human
woman's could.  With her hands, she rubbed his hard body faster in
unison.  She felt Santa's hands squeeze her tits more urgently.  The
frenzy increased.

"Ah!" exhaled Santa softly.

Elle's hands dropped down and her mouth backed away.  A string of
pre-cum hung between her lower lip and the tip of his dick.  She
leaned in, licked the tip, and deftly detached the string.  She sucked
it into her mouth like a spaghetti noodle.

Santa and Elle both looked at his erect dick.  The head glowed red.
She gave it a couple of extra licks to even out the color.  Elle had
once again rudolphed Santa's dick on seXmas eve.  As senior Elle, it
was her great privilege.

"You are the best," said Santa.

"Thank you, Santa," she said.

Santa closed his robe and cinched it.  "It's almost midnight.  Time
to deliver dildos, blowup dolls, and satisfy a beautiful woman."

He strode out of his office. 

Elle stood up gleefully.  This was the most exciting night of the
year.  She noticed something on Santa's desk.  She went over to 
retrieve it.

Santa walked into the garage.  Twenty plus Elles scurried about.
Blondes Elles and red-headed Elles and brunette Elles and mixed hair
colored Elles configured the settings on the special Santa bags, 
prepped the red convertible roadster, and completed any last minute
tasks for the biggest night of the year.

"Hello, Santa," each Elle chimed out happily when they saw him.

Santa greeted each one cheerily.  

He got into the driver seat of his car.

"Still fifteen more minutes, Santa," said one Elle.

"That's alright.  You are the best friends a Santa could have."

The high spirits Santa was in made the Elles all that much more
happier.

A couple of Elles closed the hood of the car.  "Time expander is all
ready, Santa," one said.

"Wonderful," he said.  The time expander allowed him to visit every
place that needed to be visited in the 6 hour window of midnight to
6 AM.

Elle walked into the room and over to the car.  "Santa.  Your fuzzy
dice."

"Oh, Santa can't do without that!  Thank you, Elle."  He smiled at
his senior Elle.  He took the dice and attached them to the rearview
mirror.

Elle quickly scurried around to all the other Elles to make sure all
the preparations were correct. 

"One minute," Elle said finally.

All the other Elles hastened away from the car.

"30 seconds. Ignition," cried out Elle.

Santa started the motor.

"Fifteen," said Elle.  She pointed at an Elle who pushed a button.
The garage door retracted up.  The cold air caused the Elles to shiver
and they huddled together to keep warm.

Elle counted down.  "10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1."

The roadster peeled out.  It exited the garage and flew up in the
air.

"Merry SeXmas," Santa exclaimed to the world.  "To all a good night."


Santa headed out.  He stopped at Billy's and dropped off his Rita 
Redhead rutting doll.  Carla got her Stretch-Me Out dildo.  Tina got
her Velocity Vibrator.  Marsha and Marvin got Easy Entry love cream.
He went to all the homes and places on his list.  Finally, he got
to the place he wanted to be all night.

The roadster quietly floated outside Tara's second story bedroom
window.  The window was unlocked.  He pulled it up and it made a 
scraping sound.  He cringed at the loud sound.  He slipped from his
car thru the window.  He stood up and waited for his eyes to adjust.
The moon was out and there was good lighting.  He saw Tara sleeping
peacefully on her bed.

He took a step forward and landed on a dog squeak toy.

Tara blinked dimly in the light.  She saw him.  Him?  He had a white
beard and a heavy red and white robe.  "Santa?" she said uncertainly.

"Yes," he said.  "I am here to fulfill your wish."

"What?  What wish?"  She was more alert now.

"You wanted to have your first time sex with someone you trust."

"How...How did you know that?"

"You know..."  He sang softly, "I know when you are sleeping, I know
when you're awake..."

Santa pulled off his fake beard and dropped it on the floor.  He
slipped off his sandals.  He then opened the top part of his robe.

Tara looked at the exquisite body of Santa.  "I thought Santa Claus
is fat?"

"I'm Santa Claude.  The fulfiller of sexual desires."

"Santa Claude?"

He opened up the rest of robe and dropped it on the floor.

"What's that?" she said.  She looked at his amazing dick.

"My dick."

"Yes, but the head is red."

"You could even say it glows," Santa said.

He pulled the sheet and blanket back.  Tara was in a night shirt.
He slid into bed which forced Tara to scoot over on the twin bed.
Santa laid on his side.  He encouraged her to move until she was
on her side facing him.

Santa ran his fingers thru Tara's hair around her face.  Sometimes,
he rubbed her temple or cheek.

"I don't understand," Tara said.

"You wanted to have sex with a guy you trust.  You trust Santa."

"Santa Claus."

"He's in the kid business.  I'm in the adult business."

He leaned in and kissed her softly.  "Shhhh," he said quietly when
she was about to speak.

His hand rubbed along her side.  From her armpit to her waist and
over her hips and down her legs.  Up and down his hand went.  He
continued to kiss her softly on the lips.

When he began to kiss her neck, she sighed softly.  Soon his hand
would stray briefly to the side of her breast as it went up and down
her body.   He returned to her lips and she kissed back now.  Tara
moaned as his hand often squeezed the side of her breast.

"Sit up.  Let's take this off," he said as he pulled on the neck of
the shirt.

He got off the bed to give her room to sit up.  As soon as she rose,
he moved in to pull it off for her.  She raised her arms to allow him
to do that.  With his hands on her shoulders, he gently guided her to
lay on her back.  He climbed on top of her.  His dick pressed against
her nude colored panties.   He resumed kissing her lips.

When he finally broke away, she breathed deeply thru her mouth.  He
lowered his mouth again and found her tongue with his.  She responded
by thrusting her hips up at his dick.

He finally separated his mouth from hers.  He slid down her body
and sucked in her right nipple to his mouth.  She gasped and thrusted
her body again.  He then kissed all over her breast.   He changed and 
sucked in her other nipple and when he wanted, kissed all over that
breast.  He put his face between her breasts and then pushed them
together around his face.  He kissed and licked within her cleavage.
Tara panted hard.

He released her breasts and kissed downward.   He kissed her navel
and continued.  He reached her panties.  He put his fingers into the
elastic waistband and pulled down.  She raised her hips and he pulled
them down.  She then raised her legs and he slipped them off of her.

Tara allowed him to open her legs.  She felt him resume kissing.  He
softly kissed thru her pubic hair.  She felt his kiss on her clit, but
when his tongue licked there, it felt like a delicious electric shock
in her body.  She moaned as he softly flicked his tongue on her click.
It felt so fantastic.

"Ohhhh!" Tara moaned loudly as his tongue moved between her pussy
lips.

Santa continued his oral visitation upon her lips and clit.  He could
tell from her gasps, she was close to orgasm.  

"Oh, my!  Santa!"  she screamed.  Whatever he was doing on her clit
was utterly incredible.  She came.  She came hard.

Tara gasped to catch her breath.  What a powerful orgasm!  Santa
slid up her body and she felt his dick between her folds.  He pushed
forward.  Again.   And then one more time.  She felt him slide into
her pussy.  He felt so warm within her.

Santa groaned when he entered her.  It felt great to be inside her.
He immediately started to thrust inside her.  Just slow thrusts.  She
felt so great.  It had been too long since he'd been with a beautiful
woman.  The last few years were lame women.  To be with one as beautiful
as Tara reminded him of the old days when he might be with hundreds
of women this night.

Tara moaned softly as soon as he moved in her.  The sensations inside 
her instantly began to rebuild.  No wonder they called this ecstasy.

In unison, their breathing increased.  Santa started to slowly move
fast as the stimulation inside his dick built up and gradually moved
him toward orgasm.   Tara was greatly aroused by his hand caressing
her right breast as he thrusted inside her.  She felt herself moving
toward orgasm again.

Tara panted hard now as Santa thrusted more forcefully in her.  She
thrusted up to meet his dick now.

"I'm going to come soon," groaned Santa.

"Me, too," moaned Tara

Santa stroked longer and harder now.

"Oh, Santa!  Santa Claus!"  Tara moaned as she began to come.

"Santa Claude!" he corrected.  He groaned.  "Here comes Santa."
He held his dick within her.  He felt the powerful strain and then...
release!  Into her pussy, he shot his cum.

"Oh!" she cried out as she felt the hot torrent inside her.

He laid on top of her gasping.  Underneath Santa, Tara gasped and
constantly said, "Wow.  Wow.  Wow."

Santa caressed her face softly.

"Thank you, Santa," she said looking into his handsome face.  "Thank
you, Santa Claude."  He was quite the hunk.

"Tell a friend," Santa said.  "More people need to believe in me or
I will just disappear."

"My sister's a college freshman next year.  Maybe next year."

"That would be great," said Santa.

Tara watched her lover redress into the more traditional Santa
clothes.

"Can you come back to me?" she asked.  "Can you be up my chimney
again?"

"You just have to wish it and believe it," said Santa.

"Bye, Santa Claude."

"Bye, Tara."  

He stepped thru the window into his floating car.  He still had
blowup dolls and other adult items to deliver.

Tara ran to the window just as he sped away.  "I do believe in Santa
Claude," she said.  "I want Santa in my bed next year."


THE END

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