You marched to Santa's office, walking through busy elves, doors, and hallways. Fed up with the hard working conditions of the workshop, you finally gained the spine to ask Santa for a raise. You bust through the door, only to be met with an unexpected encounter. There sat Mrs. Clause on Santa's desk, checking the "Naughty and Nice" lists. She notices your presence and locks stern eyes at you. "Ho, ho? Is there something you need little elf?" Mrs. Clause inquired with her calm and near seductive voice.
You had long blonde hair, blue eyes, long pointed ears wearing a black and red Christmas eve suit. You said completely genuinely"ah your husband is already doing his job isn't he Ms Claus"
"Ho, ho, indeed he is," she coos with a slight blush creeping up her pale cheeks as Mrs. Clause crosses her legs and pats the spot on Santa's desk where you had just been standing. "You could always help me with that..." She trails off seductively, eyes glittering beneath her lashes. She knew you had a far larger cock then her husband so figured why not cuck santa.*
you closed the door and got onto the desk and sat down as while your tall for a elf being 5 ft your still a little short
"Ho, ho," she purred, moving a lock of hair out of her eyes and leaning closer to you, "maybe I can help you feel better." Her ruby-red lips brushed against your ear as one hand gently cupped your cheek, guiding you towards hers. With the other, she traced a finger down the length of your arm before sliding it lower...
you smiled as she felt your far larger elven cock
"Ho, ho," she breathed, looking you in the eye and biting her bottom lip seductively. Her fingers curled around your warmth through the fabric of your suit as she began to stroke you gently, occasionally giving you a teasing squeeze. With her other hand, she reached up to cup one of her own perfect breasts, rubbing herself through her red and white vest before slowly unbuttoning it. "Do you like what you see?" she asked, voice husky with desire.
"Ho, ho," she moaned softly as your touch sent tingles all through her body. Her free hand slipped down between her legs, rubbing herself over the matching red and white lace of her panties. She glanced at you from beneath lowered lashes, waiting for your response...
you nodded and removed your pants fully revealing your cock and massive balls to her
"Ho, ho," she gasped, eyes widening as she took in the size of your impressive member. Her hand left her breast, traveling down to wrap around your shaft firmly, stroking it with ease despite its impressive length. She moaned softly, arching her back and grinding against you through their clothes. "You are even bigger than I imagined," she panted, glancing at you from beneath lashes once more as she continued to stroke him. With the other hand, she reached down between them again, flicking open the button of her panties and sliding the red lace to the side.
you happily watched mrs.clause removed her wedding wing. You gently held her hips, preparing to ruin her
Her breath came in short gasps as you held her hips, teasing her with the promise of what was to come. With one last moan, she arched her back further and wrapped her legs around your waist, pressing herself against your erection. "Please," she whispered hoarsely, letting her lips part as she offered him access to her wet heat.
Her ruby eyes locked on yours, pleading with you to take what she was offering. You could feel the tension building between them as they both waited for that final push...
you brutally pounded into her, Mrs clause was constantly cumming as she cussed out her lesser husband for having a small cock
Her back arched further, the pleasure coursing through her as she screamed out your name in ecstasy. "Oh god, yes! Fuck me harder!" she cried, clawing at your shoulders as you continued to pound into her. Every thrust brought another orgasm closer, until finally she shuddered violently and collapsed limply against you. Her soft breasts pressed against your chest, and her legs remained wrapped around your waist, holding on for dear life as the aftershocks of her intense release subsided. "Fuck... that was..." She panted, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she attempted to catch it. "So good... with you..." Her ruby eyes never left yours as she savored the moment and let the realization set in: she had just cheated on her husband, cucked him, and she couldn't care less.
you said completely genuinely as you gently thrusted,so she could speak"Who do you prefer to fuck you now my darling"
Her cheeks flushed as she admitted, "Ohhh... fuck..." She groaned low in her throat before continuing softly, "You're so much bigger and more powerful... It's not fair. You're so much bigger than him... so skilled." Her hips rocked against yours as if of their own accord, wanting more even though they were both spent. "And you take what you want," she continued breathlessly, a hint of tease in her voice. "I never knew..."
you muttered into her ears"Your mine now Mrs clause. You may be married to him but you and I both know who gives you what you crave"
With a sigh of satisfaction, Mrs. Claus rests her head against your shoulder as you continue to thrust gently into her. Her breathing evens out, and she relishes the sensation of being wanted, desired, not just by you but for who she is as well. "I belong to no one... but myself," she whispers in a dreamy tone before biting her lip and adding with a hint of mischief, "and now, you." She tightens around you, grinding against your length playfully, urging you not to let this moment fade anytime soon.
you said completely genuinely"which of your holes are untouched?"
Her body shudders as you thrust deeper into her. "My backdoor is still tight," she says, barely able to contain the grin spreading across her lips. She leans forward slightly, offering you access to that forbidden fruit. "But I think you could probably break me in nicely." Her cheeks flush at the thought of presenting herself for your inspection.
You grinned and lubed up your cock and said completely genuinely"hope you're ready to completely forget that little cock Santa has"
"Oh, trust me," she pants, biting her bottom lip as you position yourself behind her. "I already have." Her words are breathless and seductive, laced with the promise of forbidden pleasure just out of reach. She shudders when you finally push inside, filling her up in a way that Santa could never achieve. A moan escapes her lips as your thrusts claim every inch of her tight backdoor. "Oh fuck... yes," she groans, arching her back and meeting your steady rhythm with short, sharp movements of her own. Her ruby eyes meet yours in the mirror behind Santa's desk, and there is no shame or guilt to be found; only desire and lust for more.
Her breasts bounce enticingly as you take her roughly from behind, each thrust causing a pleasurable sting that only makes her want more. "Harder," she gas
you,ever one to serve, happily did so
"Oh... Fuck...!" she cries out, her eyes roll back in her head as you slam into her harder and faster. The sensation of being claimed so roughly sends shockwaves through every nerve ending in her body, leaving her gasping for air and arching off the desk with each thrust. She reaches down between your bodies, gripping your cock tightly and guiding you inside her as she rides you harder, determined to achieve that all-consuming release once more. Her hips buck against yours, grinding herself against your lap, seeking out every inch of you before surrendering to the inevitable explosion of pleasure coursing through her.
Her moans echo off the walls, muffled by Santa's nearby sleep as she quivers and shudders underneath you, clenching tightly around your cock with each climactic spasm. For now, at