The Holiday Seductress: Naughty Mrs. Claus Part Two

Mrs. Claus’ Sex Confession

“I think you put me on the very naughty list this year, my little elf,” said the naughty Mrs. Claus to her latest boy toy. The young elf tried to summon a protest, a word, anything that might tether him to the caution he’d clung to. But the warmth of her breath on his skin, the electric current in her whispered words, made it impossible. His resolve wavered, splintering under the weight of her presence. The holiday seductress, was closing in on her prey.

“ Mrs. Claus…” he said again, softer this time, her name rolling off his tongue like a surrender.

Her lips curled in triumph, but there was a tenderness in her gaze, a softness that caught him off guard. She was intoxicating, yes, but beneath the allure was something genuine, something that left him breathless.

“This has always been a fantasy of mine,” the seductress whispered, her fingers slipping down to undo a button on his shirt. The barest hint of her nails grazed his chest, and he exhaled sharply, his carefully built defenses crumbling.

“Would you like to hear my sex confession?” she murmured, her lips brushing against his jawline, the softness of her voice wrapping around him like a silk bow. 

Young and Hung

The holiday seductress, Mrs. Claus slid her fingers up to his face, cradling it as she leaned in, her lips hovering over his, waiting, daring him to make the next move. His heart pounded in his chest, each beat echoing the realization that there was no turning back now. “I’ve always liked them young and hung.” Mrs. Claus admitted

And then he closed the distance, capturing her mouth with his in a kiss that was both desperate and reverent. It was a culmination of all the moments he’d tried to resist her, all the nights he’d spent thinking of her, all the walls he’d built only for her to tear down with a single glance. 

Mrs. Claus sighed against his lips, her arms wrapping around his neck as the kiss deepened, a slow burn that left them both dizzy. He was utterly enchanted, spellbound by the way she moved, the way she felt, as if she were a snowstorm of desire meant to blanket him completely.

The Holiday Seductress at Work

When she felt the growing bulge between his legs, Mrs. Claus broke the spell between them, and dragged her new lover to the bedroom of her and Santa, himself. The room felt vast and empty without her husband there night after night, but tonight it felt vastly different.

The holiday seductress pushed the elf down onto her bed and stood in front of him in her slutty red silk night dress. She pulled out her right breast, her young lovers, eyes shimmering as he watched her. The left soon followed and she played with them softly before moving toward him and getting on her knees. 

Mrs. Claus pulled his sizable cock out, pressed her breasts together and began to slowly slide that cock between them. Her elf let out a long groan and for the first time in this encounter, he relaxed. Before long there was precum seeping all over Mrs. Claus’ big breasts. Without breaking eye contact with him, she held her breasts up to her face and licked them clean. 

The Holiday Seductress is Seduced

“Quite delectable,” Mrs. Claus said, “but now I need that big cock inside of me.” The naughty seductress climbed onto the bed, laid back, and spread her legs wide open for the elf to ravage. “Just slide it in me,” she pleaded. “It’s been so long since I’ve been fucked.” And with that, the elf climbed on top of her and began to thrust away. Instantly, Mrs. Claus was thrown into bliss. His deep and swift thrusts were exhilarating and completely different from her aging husband’s.

“Harder,” she moaned, “harder!”

With growing confidence, the elf put his hands on her hips and pulled her against him, slamming into her again and again, loving how it felt as his body slapped against hers.

“Yeeeeeees!” she wailed in ecstasy. “Pound me, honey, pound my pussy!” Harder and harder the elf slammed into the holiday seductress, desperately trying to meet her insatiable needs. “I want you to come inside me,” she moaned. Her orgasm seemed to be approaching. “Will you do that? Will you come inside me?” The elf slid his throbbing cock out of Mrs. Claus and pulled her over onto her knees. “With pleasure,” said the elf. Smacking her ass, and grabbing her hips he pumped that thick cock into her until they both exploded primal pleasure. Finally, he hammered his cock in one more time pushing his cum deep into his boss’s wife. After that, they both collapsed on the bed together in naughty holiday bliss.

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