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Forgotten Present (Peekaboo x alzayin2099)

Peekaboo

Supernova
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Sep 25, 2010
Sandra crept silently through the darkness of the house on Christmas Eve, moving slowly and silently up the stairs, a soft grin on her face. For the first time her grandfather had allowed her to help him with his yearly deliveries...she'd been pestering him for years and years to let her help, it was only now he'd actually allowed it, though he had been somewhat reluctant. "Ah Grandpa Nick....always worrying...." She chuckled softly, then got to the top of the stairs, creeping along the hallway until she got to the correct door. "Ok....this is the one..."

Unfortunately, her first year hadn't gone completely smoothly...Sandra had managed to forget about one house on the first pass by....she had almost let the poor boy living here go without his present, and that would be unforgiveable. Slowly she opened the door, glancing around, before creeping across, careful to avoid anything left on the floor, before reaching the end of the bed where the boy was sleeping. She smiled softly, watching him for a moment, before setting down the sack she had on her back, opening it and bending over to begin rummaging through it carefully for the boys present.
 
The young teen yawned as he sat up in bed and ran a hand through his messy blonde hair before rolling out of the bed. He stood up and walked right by her and out of the room, not even noticing the beautiful half-naked woman bent over inches away from him. He squinted his eyes as he walked across the hallway to the bathroom, where he filled up a glass of water and drank it. The 6' male cracked his neck in both directions and brushed the water drops off his bare muscular chest and then walked back into the room, only wearing a small pair of blue boxers, which did little to cover his massive yet flaccid member. He walked by her again and crawled back into bed, curling up for a moment.

Suddenly, he sprung up out of bed and turned on the light in his bedroom. He stared at her with his green eyes and said, "Who are you? What are you?" He squinted to make the faint outline of her antlers before reaching around and grabbing a pair of glasses to see her. He gulped nervously as he saw the beautiful woman bent over in her tiny outfit and then Thomas Cahlor blushed dark red when he realized that despite the fear of who this woman might be, he was sporting a huge erection that was hard to not notice.
 
Sandra froze up when she heard movement, glancing over and seeing the boy from the corner of her eye, but then blinked as he walked right past him and out of the room. She didn't dare move as he returned a few moments later, just walking back into his bed and laying back down. For a few moments, Sandra thought she might've gotten away with it, that the boy was maybe just sleep walking and not really aware of what he was doing. Just as she was about to let out a sigh of relief however, he suddenly sat up. Busted.

"Ehehe....n-now hold on" She stood up, laughing nervously. "It's alright....my name is Sandra, Sandra Claus, I'm just delivering your present that's all...." She motioned to the sack beside her. "Just uh....just go back to sleep....this is just a dream....oh man how does grandpa Nick do this without getting caught....?" She rubbed her head, then blinked as she saw a tent growing in the boys boxers, squeaking and stepping back. "Uhhhh...w-well uh....l-let me just find your present and I uh....I'll let you get going ok?" She held up the sack in an attempt to rummage through it, though she could no longer think clearly.
 
He raised an eyebrow as he heard her stumble through her speech and shook his head. "Yeah no. I'm not really buying that. If this is a dream, how could I go back to sleep? I'd have to already be asleep to be dreaming. Although your outfit does support the theory that this is a dream." He walked over behind her curiously and said, "So then, if you really are Sandra Claus, what did I get this year?"

He leaned over her to look into the bag curiously with the tip of his member rubbing against her through his boxers and her panties. "And if you really are 'Sandra Claus', why are you dressed like this? Isn't this a little naughty for anyone in the Santa administration. Shouldn't you be all sweet and innocent and not dressed like a girl in a porn shot?" He said as he pinched her ass.
 
Sandra blinked as he walked around behind her, then looked back to the sack when he asked what she had brought him. She was just reaching in when she felt something poking against her ass, squeaking and quickly stepping forward. "H-hey! I....th-this outfit is just because I get warm outside of the North Pole! Grandpa might like the heat but I don't ok?" She grumbled, reaching into the sack once more until he pinched her ass, yelping again, quickly pulling away and turning around to face him. "N-now come on...st-stop this....if you keep doing this then I'll put you on the naughty list! Then you wont get any presents at all!"
 
He smirked wickedly and said, "WEll see that's the thing. The way I figure it, I'm a teenager. I'm probably gonna stop getting presents from Santa really soon anyway. So I might as well enjoy you. You are better than a whole life time of presents. So hot and sexy." His hand cupped her ass cheek and began to grope her as he said, "Whatever you have in the sack isn't anywhere as nice as your lovely body." He pushed up her skirt to get a better view and hold of her ass
 
Sandra blinked, then yelped when he cupped and groped her ass, stumbling forward and dropping the sack, reaching out to grab the end of his bed to support herself. "N-now wait just a second! Wh-what on earth do you think you're doing?" She squirmed and attempted to move away from him, turning around to face him now. "Now just stop that! Y-you're going to be going straight on the naughty list when grandpa hears about this!"
 
He put a hand over her mouth and said, "SHHHH! Everyone is sleeping. You don't wanna wake them up. That would be rather naughty." He smirked once her skirt was pushed up and then said, "You have a cute ass. Ya know that." He pulled down her panties slowly to get a look at what was hidden underneath. "I wonder do y'all shave in the north pole?"
 
Sandra let out a muffled protest when her mouth was covered, squirming around when he pulled up her skirt, then slowly removed her panties, revealing a hairless pussy beneath. She eventually reached up and grabbed his hand, tugging it away. "H-hey! St-stop that!" Her voice was an angry whisper now, clearly not wanting to wake up anyone else...it was bad enough she had been caught by one person. "Y-you can't do that without asking you little...." She had to stop herself, anger wasn't supposed to be a part of christmas... "J-just what kind of a girl do you think I am?"
 
He frowned a bit at her actions and said, "I'm sorry. You are right. I mean, you are dressed like that and I just kinda assumed but that was rude. Would you mind terribly not giving me a gift and just letting me have you this year?" He of course was being sarcastic but spoke with such grace that a girl like her would probably believe his sincerity, plus he noticed she hadn't pulled up her panties yet.
 
"Uhhh....w-well....." Sandra was kind of caught off guard by his seeming change of heart, the concept of sarcasm somewhat new to her. "W-well I.....this is.....n-not the normal kind of christmas request we deal with..." She swallowed nervously. "But I...well.....you really want.....me...for christmas...?" Honestly, she felt rather flattered, nobody had ever expressed such an interest in her before....but then again this was the first time Sandra had been out among people.... "Well.....I'm flattered but I....well I've never....I'm not totally sure how to give you that gift...."
 
He smiled and said, "It's really simple. You just give yourself as a gift. And just like any gift, I get to do anything I want to you. It's kinda like being a human doll." He reached out and grabbed her hand and said, "It would make me so happy. Like I said, this is probably gonna be my last year getting presents. I wanna make it special." He reached down and rubbed her thigh to calm her
 
"Uh....I'm not sure I like the idea of being just nothing more than some doll..." Sandra frowned as her pride took something of a knock from that little comment, though she didn't pull her hand away when he grabbed it. "Though....it is supposed to be my job to make people happy I guess.....but....." She bit her lip, shivering as he rubbed at her thigh. "W-well.....you better treat your present with love and care! That's the only way presents last!"
 
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