Twas the night before Christmas

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Many Feathers
Many Feathers
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Twas the night before Christmas, we'd done it all over the house
I was still so damn horny, as was also my spouse.
Her stockings were thrown over the living room chair,
Her bra was still dangling from the tree over there.

Our toys were all tossed across our big bed
Which I used on her playfully while she gave me head.
She'd worn her satin blindfold, and this really shear lace,
Which I'd enjoyed touching while she sat on my face.

When down in our den there arose such a clatter,
I sprang up from the bed shouting "Now what the fucks the matter?"
Away to the stairs I flew with such speed,
Yanking it out of my spouse, so she damn near just peed.

The hand on the breast of this girl down below,
Her skin was so white, almost like new fallen snow.
And what to my wondering eyes should appear?
But this guy in some suit, with several naked girls standing near.

With a hard cock so obvious, as she jacked it real quick
I knew in a moment, she'd be sucking his dick.
More rapid than eagles, his cum it soon came.
And he called to the girls, and called out their names.

Cum get it now Marsha,
And Shasha you vixen.
And here's some for you
Donna and Trixen,
To the top of my prick
One of you now cup my balls
Then suck away, suck away
And make sure you get alls.

As creamy cum spurted from the tip as it flew,
When two knelt before him as he leaned forward to screw
And one stood behind him, another in front,
And she spread then her lips, as he licked her sweet cunt.

And then in a twinkling, I heard from behind,
My wife now approached, "Can we join? Would you mind?"
As I then turned my head, as he turned around,
Several of the woman took my wife to the ground.

I noticed just then he was as naked as me,
And his clothes now strewn on the floor with much glee.
He handed out toys to the girls standing by,
While several went down on my wife with a sigh.

Her eyes how they twinkled, her nipples rose cherry.
As each one was sucked, along with her berry.
His cock now it entered, sliding deeply inside.
And he thrust hard and deep, splitting her wide.

The stump of his prick as he entered and thrust,
And sucking her tits, which was also a must.
Then the cum how it spurted! All over her belly!
And he laughed, and he shot, and cream filled her with jelly!

Then he pulled out and sat there like some jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw that in spite of myself.
With a wink of his eye, and a twist of his dick
He motioned the girls to begin fondling my prick!

They spoke not a word, but went straight to their work,
And they now sucked and nibbled, and gave it a jerk.
Then laying a finger near the rose of my ass,
Up to the prostate they tickled, which made me cum fast!

And soon it was over, and with a whistle they flew
Out into the night, there was elsewhere to screw.
But I heard him exclaim as they drove out of sight,
"Sorry wrong house, but was still fun there tonight!"

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Rossini12Rossini12over 12 years ago
A good Santa story.

It has been done many times, this old Santa story,

If he came to my house, with his cute girlie elves,

He could fuck my wife hard while his elves did suck me,

Until we all came together and be pleased with ourselves.

Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas To All.

JenniferMidnightJenniferMidnightover 15 years ago
a darling to be sure

Saint Nick is probably still rolling with laughter - a true "Lit' twist with a twinkle in your eye.