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The winter morning arrived clear and bright with just a hint of frost in the air. Of course to me it felt like paradise and not just because winter was in the air and I would shortly be resuming my duties as one of Santa Claus’ most trusted helpers. Today I would be having a reunion with little Justine Walker.

She was the formerly naughty minx who I had helped in turning from the path of naughtiness to the superior path of niceness. It had been a year to the day when we had met and experienced, at least for me, the single greatest afternoon of my life. As I got ready I checked my appearance in the bathroom mirror and smiled. Since last year my salt and pepper beard had turned almost all salt. While that might have bothered some people, in my case I felt it was a plus. An all white beard just made me resemble the boss more and since I sometimes “filled in” for him that made the job easier.

Wearing just a towel I left the bathroom and went into my bedroom. My red and white suit sat on my bed, cleaned and pressed and ready to go. The last time I’d worn it was that fateful day and the thought of that made me grin ear to ear. Well that and I felt my neglected Yule log start to move. Tossing the towel aside I dressed quickly, first putting on a new, clean undershirt before pulling my red pants with the white fur cuffs on.

My erection was almost full but I managed to squeeze it into my pants before pulling on my jacket and fastening the thick black belt over it. Thick socks, my big, black boots and my Santa hat completed the festive ensemble. Whistling a Christmas tune I left my room and headed downstairs and then to my van. There was no way I could sit still as I felt as giddy as a schoolgirl at a Justin Bieber concert.

After a short drive I was in the heart of town when I decided to grab some breakfast while I waited for our rendezvous time. Pulling into McDonalds I waited on the drive thru lane until I could place my order. While sitting I reflected on what was about to happen and how I found myself in this situation. Meeting Justine last year as part of my duties as one of Santa’s more unorthodox helpers had changed my life both good and bad but I’d believed that I would never see her again.

Then I remember the first call to her.

“H-h-hello Justine" I began but that was enough as I heard a shriek over the other end, then silence. Just when I thought she had hung up I heard my angel’s voice again.

“Oh my God, it is you Santa’s helper. Sorry but I had to go to where it was private as people looked at me like I was crazy when I screamed. But I couldn’t believe it was you” Justine said in a rapid, breathless manner.

“Ho ho hello Justine. And a Merry Christmas season to you! How are you?”

“I’m good” she said, and then in a whisper added “Now that I’m really talking to you I’m getting all wet and excited.”

I knew how she felt as on hearing that I let out a low groan myself and to say that a flood of blood flowed to my groin was the understatement of the century. At that moment my pants felt as tight as if a boa constrictor had me in its coils. There was a moment’s silence on the phone before I heard her voice again but this time it had an uncertain quality to it.

“Santa’s helper, the reason you called me, I mean, let me just ask. Do you want to see me again, is that why you called?”

“Yes Justine I wish to see you more than anything else in the world. If you want that too then we can meet.”

She squealed loudly in response to that statement I can truthfully report.

“When can we meet? I mean anytime is good for me and I even have my license now so I can meet you if you don’t want to drive or something.”

“Well Justine I do have some time off remaining this year and I also have another mission from Santa to do but you come first. Since I’m being granted a second chance with you I plan on making it count. So you tell me when is good for you.”

“That is so sweet and perfect actually. How about tomorrow? I’m off from college due to a teacher conference and Billy is going to his friend’s house after school so I’m free the whole day.”

“You have a date young lady” I told her “and if it’s alright I’ll pick you up at your house in the morning. What time should I be there?”

“Eight thirty is good. By then everyone will be gone and I’ll tell my Mom that I’m going shopping for presents so I won’t be bothered.”

“Okay Justine I’ll see you then” I replied.

“Bye Santa’s helper.”

When I pulled in front of the Walker residence I was undecided on what course of action to take. Should I just waltz up in my Santa suit and ring the doorbell or should I call her phone or maybe just honk the horn as I was expected? It turned out that my mental exercise was unneeded after all. No sooner had the van stopped then the front door, adorned with a holiday wreath, opened and a small figure emerged and closed it behind her. She was wearing one of those full length down coats and a hood covered her head.

But did my sight deceive me or was she wearing curled green shoes and red and white striped tights peeking out underneath her long coat? I’d have my answer in a minute as she hurried to the passenger side door to my van. In anticipation I swiveled sideways in my Captain’s chair and right after I did the door opened and Justine almost leaped inside in her eagerness.

Before I had a chance to say or do anything one hundred and ten pounds of sugar and spice and everything nice was nestled in my arms. She was hugging me as tightly as she could and she smelled like strawberries with her own unique scent somewhat overpowered by what I guessed was her shampoo. Justine sat on my lap for only a few seconds but once she kissed my cheek she climbed off. My hands reached for her but she easily evaded them and stepped back.

“Wait Santa’s helper! I have a surprise I think you’ll like. No doubt you already noticed my footwear” she said as my eyes reluctantly left her pixyish face and traveled downward.

As I’d observed before she did have on striped tights and Santa’s beard be blessed Justine had on green elf shoes where the toe was curled and extended. First she pulled the hood from her head revealing she had on a green elf hat and even more adorable was that Justine was wearing pointed elf ears. Her golden hair was in two braids like Heidi or some other Swiss miss might wear. My mouth dropped to the floor as she continued her revelation. Her slim fingers zipped down her jacket and she slipped it off her shoulders causing my eyes to bug out of my head.

Justine had on a green, sexy elf costume. The skirt was short and jagged and it had a v-neck top showing a peek of Justine’s pale flesh. I felt my mouth watering at the delectable treat before me. She tossed her coat on the passenger seat and stood before me.

“Well Santa’s helper what do you think?” Justine said smiling with one hand placed provocatively on her hip.

“You look so wonderful Justine. Sexy and festive all wrapped in one beautiful package with a bow” I answered and I felt my eyes misting up as I beheld her teenaged beauty.

“I’m glad that you like it. I just want you to know that I can be whatever you’re looking for. If you need a sexy little elf to suck on your big candy cane I can do that for you. But if you want a sweet assistant to help hand out the toys to tots then I’m your girl as well.

What I’m saying is that maybe you could use someone to help you the way you, um, help Santa Claus.”

Justine said this with such a sincere look on her pretty face that for a moment I was speechless. I looked into those clear ice blue eyes and found myself lost in their depths.

What she said made a lot of sense to me I realized. An assistant could allow me to do more of Santa’s work in spreading niceness and opposing naughtiness. And the added benefit that I could tap that tiny teen whenever I wanted spread the holiday cheer directly between my thick legs.

My Yule log had been hard since before I left my house but I felt it swell even larger as I thought about the possibilities of our working relationship. Without thinking I reached down and squeezed the bulge in my pants. Justine saw that and a smile came over her face and it certainly wasn’t an innocent one. Without another word she sank to her knees in front of me. Her small hands reached up and rubbed my covered cock.

She started unbuttoning my fly and once she had it open Justine slipped her small, warm hand inside. The feel of her touching my skin drove me crazy and I pushed my hips upward in response. Justine just giggled as she continued trying to remove my Yule log from my pants but she was definitely having a difficult time. With it wedged next to my leg there wasn’t much room to maneuver it and her hand. I had to give her credit for persistence however as Justine tugged on my prick even bending it which wasn’t easy due to its extreme hardness.

Finally she succeeded in removing it via my fly and once she did her face took on the look of the kitty that ate the canary. Justine took a hold of it with both hands now and at first it seemed as if she was trying to gauge the weight of it the way she examined it but that didn’t last long. She stood it up straight at which time she bestowed a kiss right on its head which was already leaking a copious amount of clear pre-cum.

My hand crept up from my side but when I placed it against her head she stopped what she was doing and looked up at me with an enigmatic smile. Next she shook her head in a back and forth motion.

“Naughty Santa’s helper! Keep your hands to yourself and let me work MY Christmas magic” she told me in a firm voice.

Without saying a word I removed my hand from her and placed it behind my head. Seemingly satisfied with my action she now opened her mouth as wide as she could and took my bulbous head inside. As my hot flesh entered, her little tongue ran along the sensitive underside forcing a groan out my mouth.

Slowly she took more of me in until my head pushed at her throat entrance. That seemed to be her limit as her lips now went in reverse sliding back until just my head remained in her mouth. Justine allowed some of her saliva to escape and run down the length of my shaft. One of her hands started to pump me as she again took me to the back of her mouth. In no time Justine built up a rhythm where her mouth and hand worked in perfect synchronicity with each other.

When my cock was as deep as her mouth could take then her hand would be nearer the base and when just my head was in her mouth then her hand would be close to the top. While she did this her other hand was rubbing my thigh and once Justine gently squeezed my ball sac. Right when I was close to my limit and not sure how much more I could handle before erupting Justine changed her tactics.

First she pulled her mouth from me leaving my shaft wet with her saliva and cool from no longer being in her warm mouth. Using her hand to keep my prick upright she began to run her tongue from right above my hairy balls all the way up in a meandering path until she reached the swollen head. The tip of her pink tongue actually probed my little hole before she swirled it all around the head like it was an ice cream cone or something.

Justine then worked her way down the topside of my cock stopping right before reaching the thicket of wiry, dark pubic hair. She then used both her hands to pump me, sliding them up and down faster and faster. Again I felt myself getting close to orgasm and whether she sensed it or not Justine then delivered the coup de grace. Once more she took my head between her lips and swirled her nimble tongue on it while her hands continued their piston like movements. I let out a loud cry as a years’ worth of pent up longing and desire was unleashed like a tidal wave.

It happened so suddenly that my cry was the only warning I was able to give Justine but she was prepared for it. My cum shot through my shaft like a bullet from a gun and fired into Justine’s waiting mouth. The first three shots came in rapid succession and almost overwhelmed her from their volume and some leaked out from the corner of her mouth. My cock continued to spew its cream into her mouth as she greedily swallowed as quickly as she could.

All the while I was cumming Justine’s hand continued to milk me, sliding up and down my rigid pole. Though I had remained sitting in my chair for the whole duration I felt like I’d just run a marathon it was so intense. Finally her mouth released my spent shaft and her beautiful face broke into a smile. Her blue eyes found mine and we shared a moment of bliss. A single pearly white drop emerged from my head and without missing a beat her tongue flicked out and corralled it. Her slim white fingers grazed her face and found the jism that had escaped her and once she secured it she licked it from them daintily.

“I think I know the answer already, but did you enjoy that Santa?”

“Almost as much as my first Christmas sweetie” I truthfully replied.

“Wow you had a lot of cum for me. I’ve never seen so much before.”

“Yeah it was a long time coming Justine, I’ve been dreaming of you for a year now. Plus my loads aren’t small to begin with.”

“Cool, I had some yogurt for breakfast but your treat was yummier anyway. Do you have plans for today?”

“Well I was hoping to spend the whole day with you Justine unless you don’t want to.”

“You just try and get rid of me. Do you think we could go to your house and have fun? I mean if you want we can use my bedroom instead or for all I care we can go to the middle of Main Street and I’ll let you fuck me there with the whole town watching.”

“I don’t think so Justine, that isn’t really a very good idea. People driving might be distracted and get in accidents and there are some too young to see such things. So my house it is.”

“Well I guess he has to go away before we start” she said referring to my shrinking prick “so let me clean him good first.”

Again Justine took it in her mouth and though she didn’t seem to be doing more than cleaning it, the effect was that the shrinking stopped and it started to grow again. She finished quickly and removed her talented mouth.

“Sorry” she said sheepishly.

“No need to be sorry Justine” I told her as I managed to wrestle the b**st back into my trousers.

Justine climbed onto the passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt and then looked at me expectantly. My hand keyed the ignition but before I could drive she interrupted me.

“Aren’t you forgetting to buckle up?” she asked in a stern voice.

“We’re only going for a short drive and with my gut it’s uncomfortable for me.”

“Most accidents happen close to home” Justine said parroting the safety statistics “and besides you have a duty to the c***dren. What would happen if one of them saw you didn’t use your seatbelt or even worse we got in an accident and you were ejected from the van and it made the news?”

“Okay, okay” I said as I pulled the belt over me.

She sat back with a contented smile as I now began to drive. Impatient as I was to get home I made sure to stay below the speed limit with my safety conscious passenger beside me. While I drove I couldn’t help but turn and look at her. I realized she had truly turned her attitude around and was truthfully nice which was a good thing because I understood that I was so smitten that if now she was to try and lead me down the road to naughtiness I would helplessly follow.

We arrived at my house and as soon as we went I lifted Justine up and cradled her in my brawny arms. In a matter of a minute I’d climbed the stairs and carried her to my bedroom. My finger clicked the light switch in passing as I came in. Two steps more and I deposited her on my king size mattress. Before I could move Justine wrapped her arms around my leg and looked up at me with a pleading expression.

“Santa don’t even think about moving except to get on the bed on your back.”

“Yes ma’am” I answered as I climbed next to her and stretched out comfortably, propping a few pillows behind my back for support.

Justine was upright on her knees with a wanton expression on her pixy face and slowly she pulled the green material from her shoulder and slipped her arm free. She repeated this with the other shoulder and after pausing for a moment she lowered the outfit revealing her mouth watering bosom. They hadn’t grown since last year and were still just two tiny bumps with the pinkest, tastiest nipples I’d ever seen or tasted. Her fingers found and tweaked one of her nipples which caused Justine to let out a little moan.

Her other hand continued to push her outfit down until it reached the mattress. The only barrier now between me and my goal was her red and white striped tights. My arm grabbed her and pulled Justine to me where my mouth found her erect little nipple and sucked it into my mouth. She grabbed my head and pushed it even closer if that was possible. I continued to pull on Justine until she got the message and straddled my chest, each of her slim legs outside my body.

Now not only could I continue to suckle on her small breast but even more importantly my hand was able to rub between her thighs. As my hand pressed against the fabric of the tights I felt a wet spot centered right where her slit was. Justine moaned appreciatively as my fingers played with her through the thin material. Suddenly I took the tights with both hands and tore outward splitting them at the seam that ran down the middle of them. Justine shrieked from surprise as I exposed her golden treat but I was unable to see it as my mouth was still feasting on her tiny breast.

My hand now worked its way to her tiny, wet pussy where I slid my finger back and forth between her lips. She started to squirm as I probed her pinkness, now managing to slip my finger just inside her. It gripped me tightly as I pushed it deeper in her wet slit. I was enjoying fingering Justine but I’d been waiting for a year to taste her again so I now removed my finger prompting her to sigh with disappointment.

That changed when I seized her and wrestled Justine up to my waiting face. First I bestowed an open mouthed kiss on her nether lips making her shiver. I started to lap at her now, running my tongue the length of her slit from the bottom up to where I would graze her clit with a flourish. Then I’d repeat again and again until she was at the verge of orgasm. Finally I slipped my pinky in her as I flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue.

My reward was to be bathed in Justine’s juice as it flowed from her climaxing pussy onto my face and beard. Her vaginal fluids seeped between her pink lips and I eagerly lapped them to my waiting mouth. Finally I slapped her ass to get her attention then reluctantly pulled my face back a couple of inches so I could speak without being muffled by her muff.

“Justine, swing your body around and suck my cock again but keep your little kitty up here where I can lick it.”

She wasted no time in acceding to my wishes and twisted her lithe body around so we were in a sixtynine position, one of the most wonderful numbers in the world. Again I feasted on her teen slit, probing her channel as deep as my tongue could reach. I swirled it around in a counter-clockwise motion as a change of pace as Justine returned the favor by taking my Yule log deep in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down, almost choking as on more than one occasion my cock pressed to her throat opening. Justine worked through it until the last time she actually managed to slip my head into her throat which made her gag. She pulled off me coughing, releasing a good amount of saliva onto my hard cock.

That spurred Justine to change what she’d been doing. She scurried off my face and repositioned her body down lower on the bed. Leaning on my sizable midsection with one hand for support Justine placed a foot on either side of my bulk and grasped my erection. She pressed it to her entrance and rubbed it back and forth between her lips to coat it with her natural lubricant. Then with no warning Justine slid down it and impaled herself.

She let out a low moan as my meat pushed deep in her tight channel. Once I was securely buried in her she put her other hand on my stomach and began to rock her petite body. With each motion Justine took me deeper until she couldn’t take any more. Then she rode me like a banshee with her eyes shut and a half smile on her face showing me how much she was enjoying herself this ride.

I of course was in heaven as she bounced up and down on me, her vaginal muscles squeezing me tightly with every movement of her trim and sexy body. My thick fingers found her perky nipples and twisted them hard and she moaned appreciatively. It must have been getting to her as now with every time I reached the back of her pussy she let out a little groan. As Justine was moving fast there was hardly a break between her groans, more like a continuous drawn out sound.

Finally she rose up so that just my head was between her pink lips before coming down all the way. The sound of our flesh colliding came to my ears as Justine’s blue eyes opened fully but they appeared to be looking beyond where she was to some distant plane. As I felt her pussy muscles contract on my thickness and her secretions flow I realized she was seeing sexual nirvana. Her body was now motionless except for her trembling muscles and I figured if I wanted to join her in bliss I would need to act.

First I moved my legs so that my knees were raised in the air and my boots were flat against the mattress and then I brought my big hands and grabbed both cheeks of Justine’s tight butt holding it in place. Now that I was set I started to piston upwards driving my cock deep into Justine with each thrust. Her little hands took hold of my red jacket and held on for dear life as I buffeted her body with my energetic banging.

“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! Don’t stop Santa ! Oh fuck!” she cried out right before her body virtually collapsed onto me leaving her head resting on my chest and her legs splayed on either side of my body.

There was no chance of me stopping, in fact somehow I managed to increase the tempo of my movement. One arm I now wrapped around her small waist while the other continued to hold tightly to her ass. I was starting to get close now so I decided to go for broke.

“Look in my eyes Justine” I told her in a tone that brooked no dissent.

She twisted her head around so that our eyes met and that was all it took. My body shuddered as I began to fill her with my seed. I thrust one final time into her before I stopped and let the feeling of pleasure overwhelm me. I felt my cock contract from each shot of cum I released into her tight little kitty. Even after no more discharged from me we stayed like that with her sprawled on top of me and my Yule log buried in her sweet treat.

Slowly my heartbeat returned to normal and though I wished to remain awake my body was unable to resist the siren call of sleep. The next thing I knew when my eyes opened was that I lay alone in bed with no sign of Justine around. The feeling of my spent body and her taste still on my lips proved that it had been no dream but I didn’t know where she was. Rolling to the side of the bed I climbed unsteadily to my feet.

I shuffled forward and out the door continuing down the hall and then the stairs where I discovered Justine’s whereabouts. She was in the kitchen at the sink and as I walked in I saw she was washing dishes nearly nude. My arms encircled her from behind while my body pressed to hers.

“What are you doing Justine? You’re my guest and you shouldn’t be washing dishes.”

“Well someone has to Santa’s helper, this place was a mess. I’ve already cleaned the counters and the refrigerator but you have to mop the floor Santa’s helper. Its too much for me, I’m not strong enough but you are. If I’m going to spend time here…”

“Yes Justine” I answered “I will clean this place up.”

She turned off the water and turned and faced me, our bodies pressed together. My prick pressed against her stomach and the feel of her skin was soft and warm. Justine tilted her head up and met my gaze.

“Can you run outside and get my coat. I forgot that there was a present for you in my pocket. My mind has been distracted by what I think you know.”

When Justine said that she pushed against me and kissed my chest. Without saying a word I turned and headed for the door, remembering right before I went outside to put my “unwrapped package” away in my pants. Two minutes later I was back in the house and handing her the coat. She reached into the pocket and removed a small box wrapped in paper.

“Santa’s, does your basement still have the Christmas workshop?”

“Of course Justine, that is there all year round.”

“Good because I want us to go there to give you your present.”

I led the way to the door and turned on the light ahead of us. Once we got down there I connected the holiday lights so they twinkled merrily. She directed me to sit on my “throne” and stood before me smiling.

“First before I give you your gift I want you to take your big candy cane out of your pants. I love to look at it Santa”

I certainly had no problem with that and I wasted no time in removing it via my fly. Being this close to Justine who was only wearing her elf hat (and ears), her curled elf shoes and her now torn striped tights was bringing new life to it and as it moved and hardened she watched with a wide eyed expression. Suddenly realizing she had my gift still in her hands she presented it to me.

“Just a little present for now but don’t worry as you will be getting more later.”

“Thank you Justine and I’m not worried. You didn’t have to give me anything in the first place and you’ve already given me two mind blowing orgasms today.”

“Mmm, I know and I plan on giving you another soon” she told me as I unwrapped the package.

There was a small box under the Santa Claus themed paper and when I opened it there was a narrow, red leather strap with Velcro at the ends. Puzzled I held it up and looked at it.

“Santa it’s what they call a cockstrap. I bought it at the sex shop. You wrap it around your… wait I’ll just do it” Justine said removing it from my hand.

She crouched down and first she also managed to remove my big, hairy balls from my red pants so they sat out too. Next she wrapped it around the base of both my hard cock and my balls and fastened it snugly.

“It looks very stylish Santa’s helper and they say it helps a man keep his erection, it makes it harder and it increases your pleasure when you cum. We’ll have to try that out I guess.”

After telling me that Justine stood up but not for long. No sooner had she risen then she climbed onto my lap and leaned close to my ear where she whispered her special holiday request to me. My face reddened from what she said and truthfully I don’t embarrass easily but this sure affected me. Once she finished telling me what she wanted I met her blue eyes with mine.

“Are you sure that you want that Justine? You don’t want something else instead?”

“No Santa, that’s what I want. Ever since last year after we met I thought about it. There were times I would play with my little kitty remembering what we did and pretend you did that to me as well. It scares me a little but I want it to be a present for us both.”

“Okay then Justine, get off my lap and stand next to my workbench NOW” I said, my voice now hard and demanding.

“Yes Santa” she answered meekly as she followed my order.

Justine didn’t move fast enough for my liking so I delivered a sharp smack to her adorable little ass. She turned after I did but she didn’t say anything and seemed to move faster afterwards. I got up from the chair and went to where I kept my Christmas supplies and rummaged around until I found what I needed. First was one of those small bows with an adhesive backing while the second item was a roll of ribbon made of a fabric material that was much stronger and wider than regular ribbon.

I headed to where Justine was and pushed her torso forward so that she was leaning over my workbench. Next I took her hands and wrapped the ribbon fabric around her wrists a few times before tying it securely to a leg of the bench with a bow. Again I delivered a swat to her adorable ass making her jump after which I adhered the small red bow to her butt like it was a bunny tail. She looked back and saw it affixed to her and wiggled her little ass.
Though in my opinion that was flirting with naughtiness I overlooked it and instead leaned down and started to kiss her gluteus. Once I had covered every square inch with my lips at least once I spread her cheeks with both hands and leaned in until my nose was right against her tight little back hole. It smelled as fresh as a spring morning so I figured she had prepared for what she wanted to happen. My tongue extended and licked her hole, doing my best to get it nice and wet.

I lapped away for a few minutes but I must admit I was very anxious to take it to the next level. Justine’s sweet eighteen year old virgin ass was waiting for me to invade and I just didn’t have the patience to wait much longer. Pulling my tongue away I spit right on her brown hole then forced my index finger inside her. She seemed to be relaxed and I was able to get it in without too much trouble but it was very tight and it was just one finger.

Again I let my saliva drip onto her opening and I used a second finger to work it in as it forced its way in her too. Justine gasped but she said nothing in response to my invasion. Now I started to work them in and out of her, slowly to start with but faster as it continued. She gasped loudly when I forced a third finger in there but that showed me that I had a chance to proceed.

Removing my fingers I moved to the other side of the bench which gave me access to her head. Justine opened her mouth which allowed my erection to slip between her lips. She sucked eagerly on me as I pushed it deeper in her mouth. Each one of my hands seized a braid of Justine and I pulled on them to get her attention.

“Open your mouth wide Justine. I plan on facefucking you for a minute to get my cock nice and wet before I fuck your little ass. Get as much saliva on it as you can cause once I’m in you I don’t plan on taking it easy.”

She opened as wide as she could and I started to fuck her face hard as I pulled on her golden braids. I wasn’t going deep, just my swollen mushroom head and a couple of inches I worked in and out. As long as Justine got it nice and lubricated so it could slide in her little backdoor. But I sure was enjoying the feeling of her soft lips on the hot flesh of my thick cock and her agile tongue swirling around the head like it was an ice cream cone.

Still there was no sense in delaying what we both wanted. After a final thrust that went deeper than I’d been going I pulled out of her mouth with a string of saliva attached to both her mouth and my erection. Again I moved behind her, positioning myself a few inches in back of her. My hands reached down and took a hold of her round little ass. If my thumbs touched and I spread my fingers out they could span her perfectly shaped cheeks. My fingers dug into her flesh causing her to wince as I kneaded her ass hard. Unable to stop myself I spanked Justine’s posterior a few times in rapid succession bring a rosy glow to her fair white skin.

“What do you want me to do?” I asked her in a stern voice.

“Fuck me in my little slutty ass Santa and show me no mercy. I’m a naughty girl and I need to be punished.”

“Hmm, so you want me to fuck the naughtiness out of you? I think I can do that Justine. But turn your head so I can see your pretty face and blue eyes. I want to see your expression when I do that.”

She swiveled her head and looked right at me with a wanton expression before licking her lips suggestively which earned her another couple of smacks on her ass.

“You are being naughty today Justine, I thought that had all been cured.”

“It is for everything else but I’m your little slut, I can’t help myself, but just for you.”

That certainly warmed my heart while also inflaming my loins in equal measure. My hand took hold of my shaft just below the head and guided it to her wrinkled hole. Some pre-cum oozed out the head and I rubbed it to her entrance as my free hand seized her narrow hip. Looking straight at her baby blues I pushed forward forcing my head to enter her, though barely due to the tightness. Putting my other hand on her hip I redoubled my efforts at pushing into her while my hands pulled her hips back.

That was enough to force my head inside her past the resistance of her ring. Justine moaned and I could see the discomfort on her face but it didn’t deter me any. Pushing hard I forced myself deeper in her back channel and I didn’t stop until I was three quarters of the way in. My hands moved forward until one could pinch Justine’s erect nipple while the other snaked between her thighs and found her little nub.

For the next couple of minutes I didn’t move my cock any but just enjoyed the incredible feeling of being the first one to plumb her forbidden depths. It was as tight and pleasurable as a velvet vice on my erection. My hands however were quite busy fondling and caressing Justine’s treats so that she too would enjoy this experience.

Once her face began to show the pleasure she was feeling I slowly started to move my hips while all the time continuing to play with her. To start I just made slight rotations with my hips which helped to stretch her virgin hole out. All the while my two fingers moved in a circular pattern brushing her sensitive clit. My other hand switched back and forth between her tiny breasts, squeezing, kneading and pinching.

It was obvious from her facial expression that she was getting close as the pale skin of her face was becoming flushed so I increased the tempo at which time Justine bit her lip. As I twisted her left nipple she let out a moan and started to tremble. That was what I’d been waiting for and I drove my hardness all the way in as her body climaxed. She let out a yelp as I forced myself to the depths of her ass and my balls collided with her soft skin.

“Good girl Justine, cum with me buried in your cute, tiny butt.”

“Fuck yes, Santa, I am, I am cumming with you in my ass!” Justine said with a wide eyed expression.

Our eyes locked on each others’ now and I slowly started to slide out though I only pulled back halfway before slamming it all the way in again. My hands now grabbed her hips again and I started to saw back and forth in Justine. Knowing this was her first time being sodomized I did my best to take it easy but that proved difficult. It felt so good with Justine constricting my snake as I worked in and out of her. And all the while her face reflected the pleasure mingled with pain she was experiencing which continued to spur me on to greater lengths.

I was all the way in Justine now and my jelly belly rested on her butt and lower back. Moving my hands I placed them on the workbench on either side of Justine allowing superior leverage to piledrive her booty. The only movement I did was with my hips as I used a relentless piston like action to pound all the naughtiness out of Justine.

My breathing was ragged now as gasps were more plentiful then moans but I persevered in my efforts. Her silky soft hole caressed my shaft as it burrowed deep and with a final push I achieved joy. And wouldn’t you know it young Justine was right!

As my Yule log spewed its eggnog into her waiting stocking the cockstrap that Justine had generously given me did in fact intensify the pleasurable feeling of orgasm I was experiencing. I felt a pulse in my nether regions especially centered on my discharging balls which the strap accentuated. My bulk sagged onto her as my energy left me and flowed into her back channel bringing with it a jolly good dose of holiday cheer.

The sweet scent of her skin revived me as I sprawled there on top of her slight frame. With more than a little effort I managed to push myself upright relying on my brawny arms and my faith in Santa Claus. Justine let out a sigh of relief as my quivering belly jiggled its way off her petite body. My hand found and untied the bow that freed her from her ribbon bondage allowing Justine to move.

She wasted no time in stepping sideways which caused my shrinking cock to slip from her now distended hole. When she turned and leaned forward I held my breath in anticipation and Justine didn’t disappoint. Her small hand took hold of my sensitive shaft which caused me to shudder and when she opened her lips and slid them over me I was speechless with joy.

She continued to suck me clean until finally she seemed satisfied with her job. Then she stood and embraced me though her arms couldn’t fully encircle my girth. My arm went around her shoulder but to be honest somehow my hand found and pinched her pert bottom which made her giggle. That in turn made me laugh in a jolly manner reminiscent of the boss. I laughed so hard that I had trouble breathing which alarmed Justine to no end.
Waving off her concern I removed a pack of cigarettes from my pocket and lit one and savored the carcinogens. I did cough I little but that didn’t mean anything although Justine wasn’t amused, in fact she stamped her foot in the cute little elf shoe she was wearing. Deciding now was a good time to get a beer I headed towards the door from the room.

“Santa’s where are you going?”

“Um, just to use the bath room. You know how these old pipes are.”

“Okay we have to talk when you get back. I think maybe you should lose a little weight and cut down on those things” she said indicating my smoke with a disdainful glance “and maybe get you on a stair climber or something.”

“Yes dear” I muttered under my breath.

“Did you say something?” she asked sweetly.

“Just said I’ll be right back Justine.”

I grabbed the beer and headed to the bathroom where I drank it while tinkling. This would require some thought I realized but I also knew that now wasn’t the time, what with me cumming three times today with Justine. A little nagging seemed like a small price but perhaps I could cure her of that much as I had with her naughtiness. Finishing the beer I headed back while also bringing two beers with me. When I returned to the workshop Justine was sitting perched on the throne reading something with a serious expression on her perfect face.

“Penny for your thoughts and a beer for your belly” I told her as I handed her one.

“Thanks” she said as she took it and stood up. “Sit Santa’s helper.”
I settled back in the throne and after I did Justine perched herself on my knee and continued to read.

“Santa is this the mission you were talking about earlier, what’s in this letter?”

“Yes Justine it is and as no doubt you can see this is a situation that must be rectified?”

“You mean like you just did to me?”

It took me a moment to catch Justine’s play on words at which point I released a full belly laugh which violently shook Justine who had to hold on to me for dear life or fall. Tears streamed down my cheeks from her pun until I managed to regain a semblance of control.

“Very clever my dear, although truthfully you were rectumfied.”

“Thank you and you’re right about the situation. Do you, do you need any help?”


“Justine I wish you to be my assistant in all aspects, not just in being my little slut. I’d be honored if you would help me in this mission from planning it and all the way to accompanying me while we turn a heart from naughty to nice.”
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