THE CHRISTMAS WISH
The soft thud on the roof was barely
audible, yet it woke young Jason up with a fright.
“What the???” he thought.
“Shit! Someone’s on the roof!”
Grabbing his hockey stick as he
leapt out of bed, Jason dashed to the window, his mind racing.
“I’ll deal with this burglar and
show those arseholes that I’m no Mummy’s Boy!”
Jason was 18, lived at home with his
parents and was still a virgin, a combination his mates constantly ribbed him
about. They’d push him around saying, “Hey Mummy’s Boy, you can’t even
pull a girl, let alone fight like a man! You can’t even take a girl out
without Mummy’s approval.” There would be no point in going out with a girl
Mother didn’t like.” Jason thought, “She’d never let her in the
house.”
Slowly and quietly, Jason opened his
window and lent out thinking, “They’ll see that I’m not to be messed with
when I’ve sorted this burglar out.” He heard something rolling down the roof
and looked up, at the same moment that the object hit him in the face,
“SPLAT!”
“Shit!’ Thought Jason as he
wiped the smelly substance from his hands and looked at it,
“IT’S COW SHIT!!” Then it
suddenly disappeared from his hand and face like magic, just as if it were never
there. “Weird?” he thought to himself.
Then out of the corner of his eye,
he saw a figure with a big bag disappear through the bathroom window. “Gotya!”
Jason said quietly as he raced back inside and headed for the bathroom, then he
heard a noise from the lounge. “The presents! They’re after the Christmas
presents!”
Jason peered around the door, his
hockey stick raised. There in the dark, he could make out a figure with its back
to him, bent at the waist. It had a big bag in one hand and was taking things
out of it to place under the tree with the others.
“Santa?” Jason thought
quizzically.
Hockey stick still raise, Jason
flicked the light on. “Holy Mother of Jesus!” Jason said out loud. In front
of him and bent over at the waist, was a beautiful woman, the sort of woman
he’d only ever seen in those girlie calendars.
Shiny black knee high boots,
followed by a pair of firm creamy thighs that led up to a perfect arse wearing a
red g-string. A red jacket with white fur lining, held at the waist by a big
black belt. The standard Santa hat hung down from her head as she stayed bent
over and looked back at him from between her legs and saying, “Dammit! My
first night out and I get caught.”
Jason lowered the stick, his mouth
opening and closing like that of a fish out of water. “Sa, Sa, Santa?”
“No I’m not Santa.” she said,
“I’m a probationary helper, and I think I might have blown it.”
Jason fidgeted nervously as he
looked at this woman with her jacket buttoned so low that he could see her
pierced belly button, also so short that it didn’t even cover her arse.
“Um, I um, yes, I think you
did.” Jason said, blushing as he felt the sticky mess form in his pyjama
pants. “Mother would not approve of this.” he thought.
Looking down at a note pad she said,
“Are you Jason?”
“ Ummmm, yes...” he mumbled.
“Well maybe this isn’t so bad
then. I can still grant your Christmas Wish and I know you won’t tell
anyone.” she said as she walked toward him undoing her belt.
She dropped the jacket and stood so
close that the hard nipples of her perfect breasts pressed against his chest.
All she wore now were the boots, the g-string and the hat. She held the note
book up and read out loud,
“Christmas Wish List, Jason
Stevens, wants to get laid!”
Jason went bright red, “It says
that?”
“It certainly does big boy1"
she said as she looked down and his pyjama pants magically fell down to reveal a
raging hardon. “In fact you’re the first of a few good boys I have on my
list with the same wish, you must have been really good.” Then she took his
sticky hard cock in her hand and led him to the lounge. Jason laid back on the
couch speechless, then Santa’s horny helper undid a clip at the side of her
g-string and peeled it away to reveal her perfectly trimmed little smoo.
“No, Mother definitely wouldn’t
approve.” thought Jason.
“Merry Christmas Jason.”
Santa’s horny helper cooed as she slowly lowered her hot and tight little
pussy onto his stiff pole, finally taking his cherry.
“Oh well...” Jason thought as
she swallowed his hard cock whole with her tight pussy, “Who really gives a
fuck if Mother approves,. After all, it is Christmas.....”
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