Sex Toy Naughty list – Santa’s Edition

 Sex Toy Naughty List – A Surprise visit from Santa

It’s a few days before Christmas, and I’m surprised to find myself on Santa’s Sex Toy naughty list this year. I didn’t think I’d done anything that bad, but as the holiday approaches, I realize Santa’s been keeping a much closer eye on me than I ever thought! The tree is up, the house smells like cinnamon, and I’m enjoying a quiet evening of relaxation. But little did I know, this evening would take an unexpected turn, and it all had to do with Santa watching me while I pleasured myself this past year…

I settle into my cozy spot by the fire, ready for a peaceful nap, when suddenly, I hear a loud, jolly voice fill the room. “Ho ho ho! I’ve been reviewing my Sex Toy naughty list, and it looks like you’ve been a little more mischievous than usual this year!”

I jump in surprise. “Santa?” I ask, my eyes widening. “What are you doing here? It’s not even Christmas Day yet!”

He grins and holds up a large scroll. “Oh, I couldn’t wait any longer Sage. I have been checking my naughty list, and I’ve cum to let you know that this year, you’ve definitely earned a spot.”

The Sex Toy Naughty List Revelation

Santa steps into the room, his boots making a soft thud on the floor. His eyes twinkle mischievously as he unrolls the scroll. “You’ve had quite the year,” he says, his voice low and teasing. “It’s not just the little things, you know. No, no… I’ve been keeping an eye on all of your naughty moments. Those mischievous glances, the cheeky smiles—oh, I’ve seen it all! Also, I have seen the Sex Toy you recently have been using to pleasure yourself and that is not up to my standards!”

I then try to laugh it off. “Wait a minute, are you serious? I’ve been a good girl, I promise! You can’t put me on the naughty list just for being a little fun, I have my own needs Santa! And how close of an eye do you keep on me while I use my Sex Toy?”

Santa chuckles softly, his gaze lingering. “You see, I keep track of all the naughty details, and this year, you’ve crossed the line more than once, or maybe I should say by spreading your legs one too many times.”

My heart skips a beat. Is he saying I’ve been too naughty? The idea sends a shiver down my spine. “But… what happens now? What’s going to happen to me?”

Santa takes a step closer, his grin widening. “Ah, that’s the fun part. Being on Santa’s Sex Toy naughty list doesn’t always mean punishment. Sometimes, it means I get to make a special visit.”

The air around us feels charged, and I suddenly realize this isn’t the usual cheery Christmas chat. There’s something electric about the way Santa’s looking at me, like he’s enjoying this just a bit too much.

A Special Christmas Reward

I nervously ask, “So… then do I get coal for Christmas?”

Santa’s laugh booms through the room. “Coal? Oh no, my dear. You’ve been too much fun for coal. Instead, I’ve got something better.”

He reaches into his bag, pulling out a glimmering gift box and holding it out to me. “You’ve been playful, a little daring… so, instead of a lump of coal, you get something special.”

I then open the box and find an elegant, sparkling Dildo—something that shimmers like the night sky. I look up at Santa, surprised. “Santa, this is beautiful and so thick, but why reward someone on the Sex Toy naughty list?” I wanted to use that Dildo right away, I  wanted to pleasure myself so badly.

Santa then gives me a wink, his eyes dancing with secrets. “Because, sometimes, the Sex Toy naughty list isn’t about being bad. It’s about adding a little sparkle to the season. After all, who wants a perfect, well-behaved holiday? The best Christmases are made of a little mischief and surprise. This will remind you of me every time you use it as well.” Santa said it is a magical Dildo so whenever I use it he will feel me wrapped around his cock…

I plan to stay on the Sex Toy Naughty List…

As then he turns to leave, he pats me on the shoulder with a wink. “Merry Christmas, my dear. Remember, a little naughtiness makes this season all the more unforgettable.” I’m sure he was talking about my last snowstorm and how I had that man plow me like snow…

With that, he then strides toward the chimney, disappearing with a wink. I’m left standing in the glow of the fire, holding that thick sparkling Dildo and reflecting on what just happened. Maybe, just maybe, being on the naughty list isn’t such a bad thing after all.

XOXO Sage

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