Christmas Creampie
Title: “A Very Naughty Christmas Creampie”
The Christmas season is a time for giving, family, and… BDSM roleplay? Well, it certainly was for voluptuous vixen Victoria Cakes and her longstanding, lust-filled festive tradition. Every year without fail, Victoria would don her most festive – and skintight – Santa costume and await the arrival of her favorite gift giver: Logan Long.
This year was no different. Victoria was perched tantalizingly on her plush red velvet settee, ensuring her plump, juicy ass cheeks spilled tantalizingly over the edges. She had worked extra hard this year to ensure her ass was plump, her tits were perky, and her curves were as thick and delectable as a freshly baked fruitcake.
The doorbell rang, jarring Victoria from her lascivious thoughts. She smoothed down her polka-dotted latex mini dress, adjusted her fishnet stockings, and waddled over to the door, hips swaying side to side seductively.
“Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas!” Victoria purred, feigning surprise at Logan’s arrival. She stepped aside to allow him through, drinking in the sight of his chiseled physique clad in a tight red Santa shirt and jingle bell suspenders.
Logan strolled in, his eyes ravenously devouring her figure. “And a merry Christmas to you too, Mrs. Claus,” he rumbled, voice dripping with lust. Without preamble, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into a searing kiss, his lips clashing against hers with urgent need.
Victoria moaned into his mouth, their tongues tangling and tangling. She grabbed his shoulders, nails digging into his skin through the shirt, and ground her plush ass against the growing bulge in his tight pants. Logan groaned, hands roaming over her curves to grab two big handfuls of those juicy cheeks.
Breaking the kiss, Victoria took Logan’s hand and led him into the living room, her heels clacking against the polished hardwood floor. She bent over the arm of the couch, hitching her dress up over her ass to reveal a skimpy G-string. The lacy fabric clung to her gorgeous mound and disappeared into the deep, inviting crevice of her ass.
“Santa’s been naughty this year, Mr. Claus,” Victoria purred, wiggling her phat booty. “She needs a good spanking to set her straight.”
Logan growled low in his throat, crowding up behind her. His large hands caressed her ass cheeks before delivering a sharp smack, making the fat flesh jiggle and bounce. “Your punishment is deserved, then.” Snap! Another smack on the other side.
“Ohhh yes, I’ve been terribly bad!” Victoria wailed, arching her back and pushing her ass into the barrage of spanks. Her pussy was dripping, soaking her skimpy panties.
Logan delivered a final slap before hooking his thumbs in her G-string and yanking it down to her knees. Peeling his own pants down just enough to free his thick, fat cock, he grabbed Victoria’s hips and ground his length against her plump rear, coating himself in her slick arousal.
With a primal grunt, Logan speared into Victoria’s tight cunt in one swift thrust, immediately setting a hard and fast rhythm. Her walls clenched around him like a vice as he stretched her open, big hands gripping her jiggling hips.
“That’s it, fuck me hard!” Victoria cried, fingers digging into the upholstery. Her heavy tits bounced with every deep, forceful thrust. “I need your big, fat cock crammed in my naughty pussy!”
Logan hammered away at her, the lewd squelching sounds of their coupling filling the room along with Victoria’s increasingly wanton moans. He reached around to pinch and tug on her stiff, aching nipples through her dress, making her gasp and shudder.
His strokes grew erratic, chasing his release. “Fuck, your pussy feels so good,” he panted harshly. “I’m gonna give you such a big, hot creampie, Mrs. Claus!”
“Ooooh yessss, fill me up!” Victoria begged, tits heaving. Her pussy fluttered around his plunging cock, crescendo building. “Breed me, make me your naughty little slut – AAAHHHH!”
Victoria threw her head back with a scream as she came undone, pussy clampng down on Logan like a fist. The sensation launched Logan over the edge too and with a guttural groan, he hilted himself deep and painted Victoria’s convulsing walls with thick ropes of hot, sticky cum.
They collapsed against the couch, both satisfied and panting. Victoria clutched Logan close, ass still stuffed full of his softening cock.
“Merry Christmas to us,” Logan said with a satisfied chuckle, nuzzling into her damp hair. “Best gift ever.”
Victoria giggled, giving his cock a playful squeeze. “It certainly is. But that was just our warm-up present. I think I need to open my other presents now…”
And with that, Logan and Victoria prepared to unwrap the rest of their sexy goodies for a long afternoon of festive, naughty fun. After all, Christmas only comes once a year – they had to make the most of it.
