“Good girls get Santa’s cock. Will you be good?”
She can barely get the words out, but mutters, “Ye-yes…”
I thrust inside her tight little cunt. It grips my dick so hard that when I pull back, her pussy stretches around me, clinging to me and not wanting to let go. “Daddy!”
My little girl was just a virgin last night, but I can’t hold back. I need her body so bad, to fill her up with me and hope she carries our babies soon. “Maybe Santa will give you a baby for Christmas. Would you like that?”
She moans in reply, so I swat her ass until she screams, “Yes! I want a baby!”
The wet, erotic slapping that rings out every time my hips join hers makes me drop my head back and close my eyes. My legs shake as I work deep inside her, her body surging forward each time I push in. When I think I could explode too soon, I take a step back and slide out of her, which is hard given how much her pussy doesn't want to let me go.
“Ride Santa’s dick, baby. Show him what a good girl you are.”
I return to the chair, and she follows, then climbs on top. Scooting her camisole up and over her head, I have a perfect view of her round tits bouncing in my face as she hovers over mythickness. “Sit slowly, baby. Take control. You get to work it with the rhythm you need.”
She places her little hands on my shoulders and digs her nails in, then slides over my length as we both groan in pleasure.
“Your pussy fits Santa's cock like a glove.” My lips latch onto her nipple, and she watches as I suck on her bosom, my balls telling me they need to release. All I can think about is nine months from now when I could drink milk from this tit. She gasps as I bite down with a little smile on my face. “Gonna fill you with a baby so you can feed me.” Just the thought of milking my little girl makes me almost come.
My palms part her ass cheeks wide as she fucks me. I place one of my fingers on her parted lips. “Suck this.” She does, with a question on her face, but then I pull it out and place it right on her virgin asshole.
“What are you doing?”
“Keep grinding on Santa’s cock, baby.” Every downward plunge, I work the digit inside.
“Oh, my god! That feels good!”
It doesn’t take long before I work her into a frenzy, writhinghardon my lap, combined with a finger in her ass and my tongue swirling her nipple, before she wails with pleasure. Her pussy clutches me firmly as her thighs grip my sides. I force myself deep inside and come with her, my mouth sucking harder on her breast.
Her body collapses on me. “Merry Christmas, Daddy.”
“Merry Christmas, baby.”
“I want to give you a baby before next Christmas.”
My lips find hers for a moment, but I let her know, “You’re enough for me, but if we have children, I’ll be thrilled.”
We spend the day making a Christmas brunch and opening presents. She talks about things she wants to do to the house, and I tell her she can do whatever she chooses. With a fewhurried phone calls to Jake, we have a small wedding ceremony scheduled for New Year’s Eve at the lodge.
I send off an email to Cindy and the client, letting them know I need to do this one from home. At the beginning of January, I’ll have to look for another partner for my business. One that wants to travel.
First, I want to spend a honeymoon with Winter.
“Where do you want to go after the wedding? Any place in particular?” I ask her over waffles. Some syrup escapes her thick bottom lip and I wipe it away with my napkin. She giggles and leans away to swipe at her own mess.
“I want to stay right here and go skiing with you. And show January around Crystal Frond when she arrives.”
“Oh, is she coming for the wedding?”
She bounces in her chair excitedly. “Yep! I texted her earlier. She’s staying for the entire month while helping Justin Grant fix up his bed-and-breakfast.”
“I look forward to meeting her. Does she want to stay with us?”
“No, she says it’s a live-in arrangement while they get the place ready for a February grand re-opening.”
Knowing Justin Grant’s demeanor, I wonder if January wouldn’t feel more comfortable here. The man scaresme,let alone some young woman. He’s brash and has been away from town for years working on an oil rig. Hopefully, he doesn’t scare my wife’s friend away too soon.
Snatching Winter off her chair, I pull her onto my lap and nuzzle her neck. I gather up her hair and toss it over one shoulder, then kiss her ear. “I love you, Winter. As my goddaughter, and soon to be wife.”
She squirms, ready for her next round of the day, and I get warm all over thinking of all the time we’ll have together now. “I love you, too, Daddy.”