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“I want to take you from behind,” he told her. “I want to fuck you from behind while you eat my wife’s pussy.”

Holly obliged quickly and rolled over to her hands and knees while Santa grabbed her waist. Ellie scooted down the bed and Holly immediately surged forward to thrust her tongue into her pussy. Santa entered her roughly, and she cried out as he hit that sweet spot again. She had never come from penetration alone but she was beginning to think that would change tonight.

“Holly,” he said as he began to drive into her, “I don’t want you to come until my wife’s release is all over your face. Do you understand me?”

“Yes!” Holly cried out. Every time he plunged into her, her face was thrust into Ellie’s cunt, creating a delicious friction that caused Ellie to cry out. Holly could feel her orgasm rising again, so she sucked more vigorously at Ellie’s clit, needing her to come on her face so she could have her release. Santa’s rough hands gripped her hips so tightly she could feel the slight sting of his fingernails as he pulled her ass towards himself. Her nipples were tight buds that sent tingles of pleasure every time they dragged across the sheets. Finally, she heard Ellie cry out and felt her clench. She continued to lick until Ellie finished riding out her orgasm.

“That’s a good girl, Holly,” Santa said as he began to fuck her with abandon, “You can come now.”

Holly felt her body flush at being called a good girl. Now with his permission, Holly let the sensation of his cock hitting her g spot take over and she screamed as she came, her pussy clenching around his length. He continued to drive into her, and she saw stars when he gave a roar of his own , releasing into her. All three of them collapsed into a quivering puddle on the bed, spent.

Santa pulled out of her and patted her on the butt. Holly continued to pant as she lay collapsed on top of Ellie. Santa reached over to his nightstand and pulled out towels for each of them. She breathed her thanks as she took the towel from him.

“The restroom is right through there.” Ellie pointed to a door to her left. Holly felt like she could go right to sleep, but she knew she needed to clean up first so she excused herself to go to the restroom while the Clauses took care of each other.

After washing up Holly looked at herself in the mirror over the sink. Her chest was flushed, her dark curly hair a mess. Her lips were as red and swollen as her nipples. She was surprised to find that she looked sexy as hell, something she’d never truly felt before. She walked confidently back to the Claus’ bed where they had already gotten comfortable and cuddly under the covers. They beckoned Holly in, Ellie grabbing her hand and pulling her in, and she found herself sandwiched between them, limbs entangled as they all drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 15

Holly woke up several hours later to find Santa’s arm draped over her while snoring softly as he spooned her from behind with Ellie curled up against her front. Ellie looked almost Holly’s age as she slept. Holly lay there and thought about what they had just done in disbelief. Was that really her who had so eagerly eaten the other woman’s pussy-not once but twice? She hadn’t been embarrassed in the moment ,but now that she wasn’t in the throes of arousal, she began to feel a little self-conscious and very exposed.

But just then, Ellie rolled over and wrapped her arm around Holly, burying her face in her breasts. Holly smiled, her embarrassment forgotten as she pulled the woman close and fell back to sleep.

When Holly awoke again, Ellie was missing from the bed. She heard a soft humming and looked up to see her walking in through the doorway, two glasses of water in her hand. She smiled at Holly and wordlessly handed her a glass, which Holly gulped down gratefully.

“Do you need anything else, honey?” Ellie whispered.

Holly started to shake her head no, but just then her stomach growled loudly. Holly’s cheeks flushed, but Ellie just laughed softly. She walked over to her wardrobe and to pull out two robes, handing one to Holly and beckoning her to follow her to the kitchen. Holly obliged and extracted herself from under Santa’s heavily muscled arm. He gave a loud snore and flipped over to his other side. Ellie and Holly giggled as they slid on the robes and padded quietly into the kitchen.

Ellie motioned for Holly sit down at the counter as she began pulling ingredients out of the cupboards.

“What time is it?” asked Holly.

“Well you see dear, time doesn’t work quite the same when it comes to Santa. You are hungry because, to your body, it is probably around breakfast time. Also I imagine our activities worked up quite the appetite. But in your world only maybe half an hour has passed. He’s able to bend time-how else would he get all those presents delivered in just one night?”

“So, when I go home, it’ll still be Christmas day?” Holly asked, curious as she watched Ellie pour pancake mix into a large bowl.

Ellie nodded as she begin to stir together the batter. “Well, that depends on how long you decide to stay, but it’ll likely still be Christmas Day. If you left now, it’d still be the middle of the night there.” She turned to the stove and turned on the burner, placing a large skillet on top of it.

“I should probably head back soon then,” Holly said, unable to hide the hint of sadness in her tone.

“Oh no, honey. You stay here as long as you need to, we don’t mind one bit,” Ellie assured her.

“But doesn’t Santa still have toys to deliver if it’s still nighttime?”

Ellie smiled at her kindly. “Don’t you worry a bit about that. Nick already has it all arranged. He got most of the gifts delivered before he picked you up, and he arranged for some help to get the last ones delivered. I imagine they’re already done now. We have plenty of time.”

“So I can stay a little longer?” Holly asked hopefully, her mouth began to water as she watched the pancakes sizzle in the pan.

“Of course! There were still some things we wanted to do with you before Nick takes you back home anyway,” Ellie winked at her.

Holly gave a little sigh of relief. “That’s so kind of you both,” she told Ellie, “This is the nicest Christmas I’ve had in a long while. You and Santa make me feel so welcome. I’m not ready to go home quite yet.”

“I can only imagine how lonely your Christmases have been since you lost your mom,” Ellie said. “It’s very hard losing a parent, especially when you don’t have much family to begin with.”

Holly nodded. “You sound like you speak from experience.”

“Yes,” Ellie flipped the pancakes, “A long, long time ago. I lost my mom at a very young age. After she died, we moved away from my hometown and relatives for my father to find work. He passed away a few years later, and I was left to fend for myself for a long time. But then I met Nick, and I haven't spent a Christmas alone since..”

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