Silvia Saige, Kyle Mason And Nikole Nash In Sitting On Santas Lap

Title: “The Naughty Sisters and Their Elaborate Christmas Fantasy”

The air was filled with the soft glow of tinsel and the intoxicating scent of pine as Nikole Nash cautiously approached Santa’s workshop, her heart fluttering with anticipation. She had been a very naughty girl this year, and she knew exactly what she wanted for Christmas.

As she entered the workshop, Nikole was greeted by the sight of her sister Silvia Saige, already perched on Santa’s lap. The curvaceous brunette was dressed in a skimpy elf outfit that left little to the imagination, her ample breasts straining against the tightly-fitted green top. Santa, a burly man with a white beard that stretched down to his belly, looked thoroughly mesmerized by Silvia’s allure.

Nikole sauntered over, her hips swaying seductively as she caught Santa’s gaze. “Hope I’m not too late for my turn, Daddy,” she purred, biting her plump lower lip. Santa’s eyes widened, his tongue darting out to wet his chapped lips as he beckoned Nikole closer with a meaty hand.

Nikole nestled herself onto Santa’s lap, straddling him with her long, shapely legs. She could feel his bulge growing beneath her, and she ground her hips against him ever so slightly, eliciting a low groan from the jolly old man. Silvia leaned in, her breath hot against Nikole’s ear as she whispered, “Share, sis. Santa’s got enough candy for everyone.”

Nikole shuddered at the thought, her panties dampening with desire. She turned to face Silvia, their lips meeting in a passionate, fiery kiss. Their tongues intertwined, exploring each other’s mouths hungrily as Santa watched, his eyes darkening with lust. Nikole could feel his hands roaming her body, cupping her breasts through her thin, red sweater dress.

Silvia broke the kiss, a string of saliva connecting their lips before it broke, dripping onto Nikole’s heaving chest. “I want a taste of that candy cane, Santa,” Silvia purred, her hand trailing down to rub his hardening cock through his red velvet trousers. Santa nodded, his voice strained as he spoke.

“Well, girls, it just so happens that I’ve got a special treat for two naughty little elves like you.” He stood, lifting both girls onto their feet before turning them to face him. With a snap of his fingers, their clothes vanished, leaving them bare and quivering with excitement.

Silvia wasted no time, dropping to her knees and freeing Santa’s massive cock from his pants. She wrapped her plump lips around the girthy shaft, her head bobbing up and down as she deepthroated him enthusiastically. Nikole joined in, licking and sucking at Santa’s heavy balls while her sister worked his cock.

Santa groaned, his hands fisting in their hair as they pleasured him. His cock glistened with their saliva, throbbing with need. “That’s it, my naughty little elves. Show Daddy what you’re made of,” he growled, his hips thrusting forward to meet their eager mouths.

Nikole and Silvia continued their sexual assault, trading places and positions as they worshipped Santa’s cock with their mouths and hands. Santa’s groans grew louder, his body tensing as he neared his release. Nikole could taste his precum, salty and musky on her tongue, and she ached to feel him inside her.

Suddenly, Santa pulled them up and spun them around, bending them over a nearby workbench. Their asses were high in the air, their pussies dripping with desire as he positioned himself behind them. With a swift thrust, he entered Nikole, stretching her tight cunt with his massive cock. She cried out, her back arching as he pounded into her, his balls slapping against her clit with each powerful stroke.

Silvia whimpered, watching her sister getting fucked so hard. She needed to feel him inside her too. As if reading her mind, Santa pulled out of Nikole and thrust into Silvia, fucking her with the same intensity he had given to her sister. Nikole watched, her hand finding her way to her clit as she rubbed herself to the sight of Santa’s cock disappearing into Silvia’s juicy folds.

The workshop was filled with the sounds of their moans and the lewd squelching of Santa’s cock as he fucked them mercilessly. Nikole could feel her orgasm building, her clit throbbing beneath her fingers as she rubbed herself closer to the edge. Silvia was close too, her hips thrusting back to meet Santa’s powerful thrusts.

With a final, brutal thrust, Santa buried himself deep inside Silvia, his cock erupting and flooding her with his hot, sticky cum. The feel of his seed inside her sent Silvia over the edge, her body shuddering as she came hard on his cock. Nikole threw her head back, screaming out her own climax as her pussy clenched around nothing, her juices gushing down her thighs.

As they came down from their high, Santa pulled out, his softening cock slipping from their well-fucked holes. He scooped up some of his cum from Silvia’s cunt and brought it to Nikole’s lips, watching as she licked it up hungrily. They kissed, tasting each other and Santa’s essence as they moaned and writhed against each other.

“Merry Christmas, Santa,” Nikole purred, breaking the kiss and looking up at him with a satisfied smile. “We’ll definitely be on the nice list next year.”

Santa chuckled, tucking his spent cock back into his trousers and buckling his belt. “Merry Christmas indeed, my naughty little elves. I have a feeling I’ll be seeing you again next year.” With that, he gave each of their asses a firm spank before disappearing in a puff of smoke, leaving them alone in the workshop, thoroughly fucked and content.