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- Nov 5, 2013
Santa sighed with relief as his attendant elf unfastened the final strap and eased the last of the padding off his shoulders. He had never got used to being undressed by these peculiar little creatures, but he was so exhausted after covering the world in one night that there was no alternative. His chest was free to expand now that it no longer had to bear the weight. He stretched his arms, rolled his neck and shoulders, and eased his back, savouring the pleasure of being able to move freely again.
The elf threw open the French doors of his cabin, allowing the frosty air to flood into the sauna-like atmosphere, refreshing his skin that had been trapped beneath the costume for weeks now. He gazed out across the starlit snow fields towards the mountains that ringed his base in the far North. Thank goodness he no longer had to navigate by the stars and rely on Rudolph’s nose to find the right home for each child. The new satellite navigation system in his sleigh had worked perfectly, avoiding the embarrassing mistakes and omissions that had plagued him in previous years. Naturally, the management committee had complained about the cost, like they always did at every item of expenditure. It would be a different story when they saw his end-of-year report and accounts.
Santa looked hopefully towards the steaming hot tub. Empty, again. The elf helped him in and he lay back, allowing his muscles to relax as he wondered where Bella was.
Under the carefully applied disguise, he was a young muscular man, the youngest ever to be appointed. And this had caused a problem, which he had insisted on being covered in his contract of employment. Sex. Most of his predecessors had been too old to be capable of sex any longer. Of those that weren’t, some were too saintly to be interested and the rest had a proclivity for elves. The committee had been reluctant to allow her visit, concerned that she would distract his attention and sap his strength. After long negotiation, it was agreed that his girlfriend could visit after he had completed his rounds and stay for a fortnight before he began the long preparation for the next Christmas.
Surprisingly, his girlfriend, Bella, had jumped at the idea.
‘It’s a great idea, hun. We can have as much sex as we do anyway, but all at once, and that will leave the rest of the time free for the important stuff like shopping and sunbathing.’
At first, Santa had found it difficult to cope. He was horny as hell for the first few months, but he couldn’t even masturbate with these elves following him everywhere. It took him about six months that first year before he was able to put thoughts of sex into the back of his mind and concentrate on the task in hand. He’d expected to be rampant when Bella arrived on Christmas morning but, to their joint surprise, it had taken her some time to get him working again. He blamed it on the forced months of abstinence; she blamed it on the physically exhausting work. Up and down all those chimneys in a single night would take it out of even the fittest guy, she said.
Slamming doors and raucous shouts announced Bella’s arrival. Seconds later, she burst out onto the veranda in a fur coat and high heels.
‘Sorry, hun, missed my connection.’
Ah choo. Her loud sneeze echoed off the reindeer shed.
Twirling in front of Santa, the coat flew out, revealing the blue silk lining and a naked tanned body.
‘What do you think, hun? I got it in the sales.’
‘The coat or the tan’ quipped the elf.
She gave him a venomous glance and spat ‘Get lost, Shorty’ as she kicked off her shoes and let the coat fall from her shoulders.
Ah choo-oo-oo. A longer sneeze sent echoes ricocheting off the mountains opposite.
‘Ready or not, here I come’ she screamed, as she took a running jump into the tub, setting up a wave that drenched the back of the retreating elf.
Santa grinned as he watched Bella’s tits bob about in the heaving water. As the water subsided, Bella stifled another sneeze and embraced him in a tight hug. Shivering, she ducked down until one her head was out of the water.
‘This water is colder than usual’ she grumbled.
Santa checked the control panel.
‘No, darling, it’s set on max. It must be you.’ He put his arms round her and held her tight, letting his warmth seep into her. ‘You should have worn something under that coat.’
When he released her, she set about restoring him to full working order, reaching down to knead the cramped muscle of his calves. She stretched up and kissed his lips, lingering as they parted.
‘Thanks for the present, hun. There wasn’t any mix-up like last year.’
Santa lay back as her hands worked up his thighs.
‘Yes, that new database …’
He broke off as Bella’s cold hands grabbed his balls.
‘Yes, another of my ideas that the old farts on the committee said was a mistake.’
Her hands were moving up his belly now, like blocks of ice.
‘Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh’
Bella’s nails were digging into his nipples, bringing him to life again, reminding him of the pleasures he had forgone to take this job.
Her hands worked over his back now, pressing hard into the knotted muscles.
‘How did you get the funds for all this investment, hun?’
‘It was simple once aahhhhh …’
Her hands were on his buttocks now, her body pressed against this, shivering despite the steamy heat of the water.
‘Go on, hun.’
Her hands were on his cock now, bringing him fully hard.
‘It was so oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh simple once I talked to the drug companies.’
He paused as she rubbed the tip of his cock across her pussy.
‘They need to recoup their investment, and the best way aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh …’
She was astride him now, easing herself down his shaft, licking her lips as he stretched her open.
‘We feed viruses to the reindeer, so their droppings spread disease over the farm animals.’
Another tremendous sneeze shook her body as she dragged her nails down his crack to rim his asshole.
‘And impregnate the wrapping paper to spread the diseases among the people.’
She was riding him now, banging him back against the wooden tub.
‘There’s no danger; they have plenty of stocks in the all the major centres of agriculture and all the towns and cities. That way, they’re sure to make a killing.’
Bella smiled proudly at him.
‘You’re so clever, hun. The companies make loads of money and no one suffers.’
He was feeling his old self now, ready and eager to throw her onto his bed. He put his hands under her ass for support and rose from the tub.
‘Well, hardly any. Obviously there’ll be a few casualties in isolated locations.’
Her body shook uncontrollably as she hurried across the veranda to the warmth of the cabin.
‘Like here, hun?’ she asked.
The elf threw open the French doors of his cabin, allowing the frosty air to flood into the sauna-like atmosphere, refreshing his skin that had been trapped beneath the costume for weeks now. He gazed out across the starlit snow fields towards the mountains that ringed his base in the far North. Thank goodness he no longer had to navigate by the stars and rely on Rudolph’s nose to find the right home for each child. The new satellite navigation system in his sleigh had worked perfectly, avoiding the embarrassing mistakes and omissions that had plagued him in previous years. Naturally, the management committee had complained about the cost, like they always did at every item of expenditure. It would be a different story when they saw his end-of-year report and accounts.
Santa looked hopefully towards the steaming hot tub. Empty, again. The elf helped him in and he lay back, allowing his muscles to relax as he wondered where Bella was.
Under the carefully applied disguise, he was a young muscular man, the youngest ever to be appointed. And this had caused a problem, which he had insisted on being covered in his contract of employment. Sex. Most of his predecessors had been too old to be capable of sex any longer. Of those that weren’t, some were too saintly to be interested and the rest had a proclivity for elves. The committee had been reluctant to allow her visit, concerned that she would distract his attention and sap his strength. After long negotiation, it was agreed that his girlfriend could visit after he had completed his rounds and stay for a fortnight before he began the long preparation for the next Christmas.
Surprisingly, his girlfriend, Bella, had jumped at the idea.
‘It’s a great idea, hun. We can have as much sex as we do anyway, but all at once, and that will leave the rest of the time free for the important stuff like shopping and sunbathing.’
At first, Santa had found it difficult to cope. He was horny as hell for the first few months, but he couldn’t even masturbate with these elves following him everywhere. It took him about six months that first year before he was able to put thoughts of sex into the back of his mind and concentrate on the task in hand. He’d expected to be rampant when Bella arrived on Christmas morning but, to their joint surprise, it had taken her some time to get him working again. He blamed it on the forced months of abstinence; she blamed it on the physically exhausting work. Up and down all those chimneys in a single night would take it out of even the fittest guy, she said.
Slamming doors and raucous shouts announced Bella’s arrival. Seconds later, she burst out onto the veranda in a fur coat and high heels.
‘Sorry, hun, missed my connection.’
Ah choo. Her loud sneeze echoed off the reindeer shed.
Twirling in front of Santa, the coat flew out, revealing the blue silk lining and a naked tanned body.
‘What do you think, hun? I got it in the sales.’
‘The coat or the tan’ quipped the elf.
She gave him a venomous glance and spat ‘Get lost, Shorty’ as she kicked off her shoes and let the coat fall from her shoulders.
Ah choo-oo-oo. A longer sneeze sent echoes ricocheting off the mountains opposite.
‘Ready or not, here I come’ she screamed, as she took a running jump into the tub, setting up a wave that drenched the back of the retreating elf.
Santa grinned as he watched Bella’s tits bob about in the heaving water. As the water subsided, Bella stifled another sneeze and embraced him in a tight hug. Shivering, she ducked down until one her head was out of the water.
‘This water is colder than usual’ she grumbled.
Santa checked the control panel.
‘No, darling, it’s set on max. It must be you.’ He put his arms round her and held her tight, letting his warmth seep into her. ‘You should have worn something under that coat.’
When he released her, she set about restoring him to full working order, reaching down to knead the cramped muscle of his calves. She stretched up and kissed his lips, lingering as they parted.
‘Thanks for the present, hun. There wasn’t any mix-up like last year.’
Santa lay back as her hands worked up his thighs.
‘Yes, that new database …’
He broke off as Bella’s cold hands grabbed his balls.
‘Yes, another of my ideas that the old farts on the committee said was a mistake.’
Her hands were moving up his belly now, like blocks of ice.
‘Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh’
Bella’s nails were digging into his nipples, bringing him to life again, reminding him of the pleasures he had forgone to take this job.
Her hands worked over his back now, pressing hard into the knotted muscles.
‘How did you get the funds for all this investment, hun?’
‘It was simple once aahhhhh …’
Her hands were on his buttocks now, her body pressed against this, shivering despite the steamy heat of the water.
‘Go on, hun.’
Her hands were on his cock now, bringing him fully hard.
‘It was so oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh simple once I talked to the drug companies.’
He paused as she rubbed the tip of his cock across her pussy.
‘They need to recoup their investment, and the best way aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh …’
She was astride him now, easing herself down his shaft, licking her lips as he stretched her open.
‘We feed viruses to the reindeer, so their droppings spread disease over the farm animals.’
Another tremendous sneeze shook her body as she dragged her nails down his crack to rim his asshole.
‘And impregnate the wrapping paper to spread the diseases among the people.’
She was riding him now, banging him back against the wooden tub.
‘There’s no danger; they have plenty of stocks in the all the major centres of agriculture and all the towns and cities. That way, they’re sure to make a killing.’
Bella smiled proudly at him.
‘You’re so clever, hun. The companies make loads of money and no one suffers.’
He was feeling his old self now, ready and eager to throw her onto his bed. He put his hands under her ass for support and rose from the tub.
‘Well, hardly any. Obviously there’ll be a few casualties in isolated locations.’
Her body shook uncontrollably as she hurried across the veranda to the warmth of the cabin.
‘Like here, hun?’ she asked.
