‘I had a fresh batch of candy cane juice made my little one, would you like a sip?’ I was so nervous I had never done this before; I did nothing but nod my head and keep looking at the ground, I couldn’t look at this beast of a man. he let out deep laughter, as if he was amused by me, ‘Well come on then, sit on Santa’s lap, its alright. Nothing to be scared of.’ I walked up to his large chair; it had a step stool on one side of the arm to help elves get onto Santa. I walked up and as I reached the last step, I was inches away from Santa’s face. I could smell his sweet almost candy-coated breath as he looked deep into my eyes and then down at my little body. ‘Are you my devoted little elf?’ I nodded, still standing on the top step, looking down. He leaned in and whispered in a deep tone, hot breath on my ear. ‘Will you do anything to be a productive, helpful elf?’ I nodded. ‘I didn’t hear you’. I opened my mouth; my voice came out low and crackly, still getting used to speaking since my arising two midnights ago. ‘Yes Santa.’ He wrapped his thick forearm around my thighs and brought me into his lap. He was wearing nothing but suspenders and Santa-coloured shorts, the suspenders straining against a massive chest. My clothed body was now against his hot half-naked one. He was more muscular than the human media gave him credit for. There was still a layer of fat but a thick layer of muscle underneath. His arm pulled me in tightly, so I was smashed up against his thick body, but my face was looking up facing his large one. I was eager to please Santa, even though I was nervous, so the only thing to do to help was drink the juice. I needed to fill my hunger. That elven hunger that encompassed the whole body.
He was still holding me, allowing me to feel comfortable with him. I opened my mouth, more determined this time. ‘Santa, please may I have the juice?’ He looked at me surprised, a bright smile and a little laughter followed. ‘Ok my eager one, take slow sips, this is your first time so you wouldn’t….’ He stopped dead as he realised, I drank the entire horny cocktail before he finished his sentence. Blood started rushing throughout my entire body, my head felt dizzy at first but as the blood levelled out, the dizziness subsided and made way for something else. A throbbing, throbbing in my nether regions. A throbbing throughout my entire body. My little pecker throbbed to life but that wasn’t the only thing, my little elf hole started throbbing too, burning almost, yearning to be filled. My body started heating up so I ripped off my clothes in a frenzy eager to fill the throbbing. The second they were off I rubbed my smooth elf hole against Santa’s rough hairy, muscular thighs. Instinctively, the thick juice from my mouth found its way to my hole, and I was squirting it out with each rub, feeling his coarse hairs rub my sensitive regions. It felt so good my tongue lolled out and my eyes rolled back as I felt Santa’s course grey hairs and thick muscular thighs against my hole. I didn’t even notice that Santa had magically removed his shorts. What couldn’t this guy do? I looked at Santa’s pole and it was thicker than I thought. The beauty, the magnificence of that thick pleasure pole. It was thicker than one of my legs, but the instant I saw it I climbed around Santa’s thick body like it was a jungle gym and I straddled him. I put my hole against its thick head but although there was thick pre-cum it still wasn’t enough, and I was squirting juices like crazy, he was too thick. ‘Hold on now little buddy, we have to prepare you first.’
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