This is my entry in the Winter Holidays Story Contest. This is the first time I've entered a Literotica contest so I hope you enjoy.
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As Santa Claus flew along with one hand lightly guiding his way, he again looked over the letter he held in his other hand. It was unlike any letter he had ever seen. And it made him a little nervous. He slowed down to reduce the wind tugging at the paper so he could read it again.
Dear Santa,
This may sound a little strange but I'm 21 years old. I'm sure you don't usually get letters from girls my age, but then most girls my age don't believe in your existence. I'm different. I've always believed that you were real and have never lost hope or faith in you, so I know you'll get this letter.
... He paused for a quick glance towards Rudolph. Sensing his master gazing his way, Rudolph turned around and almost gave a little nod at Santa telling him everything was OK. Santa nodded and returned to reading the letter - for probably the hundredth time since he had seen it a couple weeks earlier....
So why haven't I written you in the last few years, you may ask. Well, I've always been living at home with my parents and once I reached 10 years old, they didn't think it was right that I write to you any more. They told me you didn't exist and you were made-up to keep children excited about Christmas. But this year after finishing university, I moved out on my own and I think I can damn well write you if I want to. So here it is.
... He could remember the first time he had read this letter. To this point, it was nothing more than a curiousity. It was true. He didn't see letters like this very often, and usually they were just a joke, but this girl seemed sincere. And here's where things got a little more interesting...
The usual routine at this point is to tell you what I want for Christmas. Let me change that a little if I may. As I said, I'm 21 and have only recently discovered my sexuality. I was a virgin until only 10 months ago, mainly because of the strict upbringing of my parents. I'm not complaining about that though. I had a wonderful childhood. It's just that once I moved out, I started realizing that my life was full of sexual tension and having sex released all the pent-up frustrations in my life - and I loved it. So, here's my offer. After you're finished delivering on Christmas Eve, stop at my place and I'll be waiting for you - ready to release some more of that tension in my life, if you know what I mean, and ready to help you recover from your long night.
Hugs and Kisses, Maria
P.S. Actually I would like one other present from you if that's OK. It's about 7 inches long, about an inch and a half across, tapered at the end, and vibrates when you turn it on. I hope you know what I mean!!!
.... And he did. Santa looked over at the package on the seat beside him. It was wrapped in some nice green and red paper with a silver bow on top.
And finally he arrived at the end of his journey. Nervously, he took a deep breath, picked up the package and climbed out. He headed to the address he had picked up from the letter. Surprisingly, even though Maria must have only recently graduated from college, she lived in a very nice upscale condominium complex. Quickly and quietly, he entered her abode and headed to the living room where he could see the Christmas tree lights blinking out their red and green light mixed in with the yellow light coming from a fire that was slowly dieing in the fireplace.
As he entered the room, he stopped in shock at the first site of Maria stretched out on the couch. She was laid out with her eyes closed breathing deeply as she slept. He had never seen anything like what he saw before him. Her deep breathing caused her chest to rise pushing her lush breasts against the red fabric of her bra. A hint of a nipple poked through each bra cup. His eyes travelled up to her face. Beautiful, almost angelic. Light brown hair tumbled across her face framing it in the multicolored light. He took in her beauty and continued admiring her body - back over those luscious breasts down over her tight stomach past her belly button to her red panties.
He stood there trying to decide what to do. 'What am I thinking?' he asked himself. 'This is crazy. I can't go through with this,' he admonished himself. 'What would she want with me?' Shaking his head at his stupidity, Santa turned to place her present under the tree. 'I'll just leave this here and get the hell back home before ....'
"Hello Santa. I knew you'd come."
The voice stopped his train of thought right there. Turning around, he saw that Maria had awakened and was now starting to sit up on the couch. He looked at her eyes and faltered a moment. All he could see were beautiful blue eyes staring back at him. He didn't know what to say.
"Did you bring me something?" she asked looking around him at the present he had placed under her tree.
"Uh, huh," he mumbled unintelligibly and reached down to get it and hold it out to her. His hands shook noticeably as she reached out to take it from him. "Thank you Santa." He didn't hear her though as his attention was now firmly locked on the ample cleavage that she was showing him.
She sat up on the couch and crossed her legs Indian style before her. With a huge smile on her face, she was shaking the present and laughing. "Gee, I wonder what this is?" But again he didn't hear a word she said as her position now stretched the red fabric of her panties tight against her pussy. It was almost more than he could stand. He was starting to sweat under his bright red outfit.
"Can I open it?" she asked. He nodded, still unable to speak. All he could do was watch as she tore into the box and pulled out the vibrator that he had brought for her. "Oh, Santa," she squealed, "it's just what I wanted." She jumped up and gave him a hug and a kiss. He could feel her breasts pushing hard against his chest. And this wasn't just a little peck on the cheek. No, she pushed her mouth against his and kissed him hard. Unable to control himself, Santa could feel his penis start to throb.
Slowly Maria pulled back from him and sat back down on the couch. "Would you like to watch me try out my new toy Santa?" He could only nod. "Great. Why don't you sit down over there," and she motioned to a chair facing her couch, "while I rub this nice vibrator over my body and fuck myself with it." She was smiling sexily as she sensed his shock.
