Cuckold Phone Sex Therapy: Even Santa and Mrs. Claus Need It! ♕

Fantasy sex therapy is what tiny-dicked men and their frustrated wives NEED.

Fun Fact: Did you know Santa is slightly less than well-endowed? Actually, a LOT less. LOL seriously, it’s true! Who knew, right? Anyway, cuckold phone sex therapy is just one of the many amazing services that I provide here, as you know. Santa and Mrs. Claus recently started seeing me for fantasy sex counseling. Why? Because Santa’s little toy soldier keeps falling down on the job. Who could blame him, think of the pressure at this time of year!

Unsurprisingly, Mrs. Claus has reported great dissatisfaction with their sex life lately. On top of that, she reluctantly confesses to dreaming of everything she could do with a perpetually hard, thick, candy stick! I hear a snickering sound nearby. “What is that?” I wonder. Glancing out my office window, I observe Rudolph and Prancer eavesdropping on our session. Obviously, the Clauses’ sexual problems are NOT a secret here at the North Pole!

Santa *claims* that he’s shocked, but I see that his dicklet is now standing at attention as Mrs. Claus explicitly describes just the sort of chocolatey goodness she needs. It’s equally obvious that Mr. Kringle needs this cuckold humiliation, so …

I have the perfect prescription!

I press a large, peppermint candy-striped button on my desk. Moments later, two ebony-skinned elves strut into the consultation room. “You rang, Doctor?” they ask in unexpectedly deep baritone voices for ones so small. These aren’t your Keebler Elves, no sir!

Santa and Mrs. Claus blink in shock as they recognize Naughty and Nice from the adult sex toy unit. Then, Mrs. Claus licks her lips with a hungry smile.

“Clearly, what you two need is cuckold phone sex therapy!” I declare. “Well, Mrs. Claus needs the therapy. Santa, all you need to do is watch this “treatment example” while you continue playing with your perky patriot down there!” I grin, pointedly looking down at the tiny tent in Santa’s red pants. Unable to resist any further, Mr. Claus does exactly what you might expect; pulls out his midget trooper and strokes it between a thumb and forefinger. Why are so few digits needed, you might ask?  Well, if he used his entire fist, his happy little boner might get totally lost, of course!

“Allow me to demonstrate,” I say, getting on all fours on the coffee table as Naughty and Nice eagerly step forward.

One elf proceeds to “nicely” push his enormous, big black cock between my hungrily parted lips. The other elf slides my skirt upward, then fills my dripping, tight pussy as he groans “naughtily.”

Santa watches avidly as he frantically strokes his minuscule member, obviously craving that messy creampie satisfaction that only North Pole BBC can provide! Meanwhile, I’m happily “demonstrating” just how satisfying it can be to play with real men (elves?!) who have really big cocks!

“See?” I manage to mumble messily around the huge, chocolate-hued, sweet-as-candy fuckstick stuffing my mouth. “Do this at least twice daily … mmm … and your marriage will be on the road to recovery in no time!”

Let’s make those holiday fantasies come true, baby!

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