Milk and Cookies for Santa's Elf
"Come on Santa you can't just roll over on me and go to sleep again. We haven't had sex in a month!" I pout while listening to him grumble something under his breathe.
Annoyed that my special Christmas outfit for Santa went completely unnoticed for the second night in a row I was just astonished. I think I have been feeding him too well and his belly has gotten to big. I know he hasn't seen his dick in years without a mirror. I will have to change that but it won't help me right now. If Santa doesn't want his milk and cookies I know a certain young elf who is hung like a reindeer that can't get enough of my hot little oven and likes his milk right from the source. Then as a finale he can coat my cookie in icing and have a feast.
About five minutes goes by and the fat guy is snoring like a chainsaw. I slip out of the bed still in my Christmas nightie and stockings. I grab my sparkly red heels and slip out of the bedroom. My little elf friend only lives down the hall and lucky for me he works second shift and should just be getting out of the shower about now.
Being like a mother to all the elves I have access to every door which I take advantage of tonight. Slipping quickly through his door while no one is looking (Santa may know I go elsewhere because he just doesn't have the stamina but we don't advertise that fact to the whole North Pole.) I hear him singing Christmas carols in the shower. Oh what perfect timing as he will be so surprised. I haven't had a really good milking in a while.
Laying on his bed waiting in anticipation I can't help but massage my breasts and pinch my nipples where a drop of milk forms at the tip. The sensation coursing through my body soaking my pussy beyond belief as I also think of my elf (22 years old, hard body, and a 24 hour erection what more could Mama Claus want.)
I hear the shower turn off and the door slide open. I know he is grabbing his towel and drying off. Still completely unaware I wait for him with a mere hollow door between us. I wonder if he can feel my arousal from across the room and my expectancy of his closeness as he draws the milk from my nipples and the orgasmic pleasure it will bring us both.
I reach down to rub myself through my panties to discover they already have a nice big wet spot where my juices have already wet through. Realizing just how wet I am excites me even more and my pussy starts flowing uncontrollably as he opens the door and comes through. Seeing me laying there waiting for him his face lights up and it's clear that he sees not another thing in the room but me. "Hi Mama I wasn't expecting to see you tonight. What a wonderful Christmas surprise."
"Hi Buddy, Santa is way too interested in sleeping again tonight and I am starting to feel a little over full. I thought you might want some special milk with your cookie tonight," I say to him in a sexy voice while giving my breasts a gentle squeeze pushing a few drops of milk out.
Eagerly but not desperately he comes over and lays on his side next to me, propped up on his elbow he leans in and gives me a long hard kiss. His tongue gently but firmly pushes its way past my lips to play with my own. For a youngster he did know how to kiss I thought as I really relaxed into his kiss.
After a minute or so I lay back against the head board as he kisses his way down my neck to my collarbone. I notice his cock is rock hard and just laying across my thigh. I reach out and gently take hold of it. I must say I think this cock was made just for me. It is just the right length so when he is really deep he can just barely press against my cervix. But his width. Now that is another story. He is wonderfully big around. He stretches me so nicely. To the borderline point of being uncomfortable upon first entry. Now very slowly stoking him with one hand. Rubbing the head with my thumb as I get to the end before stroking downward again. Taking almost a full ten seconds to compete each stroke.