“Wake up Poppa; it’s 1st December so it’s time for your shower, shave and cage.” Momma Claus was looking incredibly sexy as ever; her long, slender legs that had wrapped around him the previous night as he ravaged her repeatedly with his 10-inch cock, were in his view and he made to grab them. Momma danced away from him laughing, her perfect 34C breasts bouncing alluringly. “You know the rules, Poppa; you don’t get any sex from me until you get back at midnight on 24th December. We’ve been doing this for centuries as you know it focuses your mind on getting all the presents ready.”
“I know Momma, but it never gets easier for me knowing you’ll get plenty of shagging whilst I’m slaving away getting everything ready,” he groaned.
“I can’t help the fact that our agreement states the 24 elves get their reward in December. They work so hard all year round that it’s only fair they have some fun and their own Christmas present. It keeps them so loyal.” Momma had been thinking about all the elven cock she would be taking over the next 24 days and her perfect pussy was already leaking profusely. After a year without sex, the elves were desperate for her and they never left her unsatisfied. Momma already knew which elves would be fucking her arse and which ones would be in her needy cunt.
Once in the shower, Momma trimmed and shaved Poppa’s pubes and then gave hers a quick once over; she was always bare and they both preferred it that way. Momma knelt before Poppa and checked he was smooth; his rigid pole inflated even more as her mouth approached it. “Goodbye beautiful cock; my cunt will be ready for you again in 24 days.” With that, Momma gave Poppa’s cock a kiss and got out of the shower.
“Those humans are so inventive with all their contraptions,” she commented as she took the extra large cock cage out of its box. Momma had needed to order a custom cage to fit Poppa’s cock and she loved seeing it all restrained knowing that the moment he returned from delivering presents all over the world, she would get the seeing-to of the year. 12.01 am on 25th December was a special time for them.
Poppa got dressed in his usual jeans and t-shirt whilst Momma pulled out her special December dress. It was so short that it only came down halfway over her succulent arse, leaving her moistening pussy on display for all to see. She knew that her free-use pussy would be a magnet for the elves and their magical cocks. The dress was a trigger for them; for over 11 months a year, they never talked about or mentioned sex, but the moment she walked into the workshop flashing her Christmas coochie at them, they would instantly want to be all over her.
“Off you go, dear; time to finish the preparations for flight day. Why don’t you go and visit the reindeer and see how they are. I know Prancer and Vixen are struggling a bit at the moment and just a little too keen to fly. I’m going to go and visit the boys.” With the most salacious grin, Momma swished her long, auburn hair and walked away leaving Poppa speechless as he openly gaped at the dress riding up over her swinging hips.
Entering the workshop, Momma could feel the change in the atmosphere as a huge wave of testosterone hit her. Feeling giddy and excited as she had every December for centuries, she greeted all of the elves by name and gave them each a cock-rub and kiss. Starlight was the head elf and always went first by right of seniority. Momma approached him with an open grin and flashing eyes, already looking forward to feeling his cock inside her. What nobody in the human realm knows about elves is that they have mental control over the size and shape of their cocks. Sometimes, Momma needed a deep cervix fuck whereas other times she needed her G-spot stimulated or she wanted ribbed sensations or smooth. Once the elf’s cock was inside her, the mental connection was such that it re-shaped itself to her particular needs.
Lifting her ridiculously short dress higher, Momma showed her evidently dripping cunt to Starlight. “Come on and fuck me; I’ve been waiting for 12 months for you.”
Ho, Ho, Ho; Christmas really is the most wonderful time of the year (for Momma Claus and the elves, anyway)
