Page 9 of I Had a Threesome With Santa Claus

“Is this what you needed sweet Holly?” he cooed, and Holly nodded. He dropped the hand playing with her breasts out and slipped it into her underwear as well. Holly missed the stimulation on her nipples and let out a small mewl of disappointment. Her protest died in her throat when he added another finger inside her and used his free hand to circle her clit more vigorously. Holly ground against his hands.

“Now, my sweet Holly,” he whispered, “I want you to reach up and play with your nipples for me. Do this and I’ll make you come right here on my hands”

Holly quickly complied and began pinching and tugging at her nipples and as she rocked harder on his hand.

“Good girl,” he sped up his own pace while adding yet another finger. It almost became too much and Holly panted as the pressure built until she exploded onto his hand, her inner walls clenching around his fingers. He slowly pulled out his hands and she dropped her head back to watch as he licked each finger clean.

“That was delightful to watch, Holly,” he told her. “I can’t wait to share that view with my wife.”

Holly settled back against him, exhausted and content. “Do you need me to do anything-um for you?” she asked him.

Santa chuckled. “No, that’s quite alright, Holly. Tonight is all about you and I promised Mrs. Claus I wouldn’t let you touch me until she was there to watch.”

Holly nodded, pulled the coat around her more tightly, and let her mind drift as they coasted under the night sky.

Chapter 11

The trip was surprisingly fast after that. Before she knew it, they began descending onto the snowy ground. Holly realized she had drifted off into sleep when she awoke to the small jolt of landing. They had touched down on a small runway of sorts that led straight into a large warehouse type of building. As they slowed to a stop inside the hangar, Holly saw several elves emerge to start unharnessing the reindeer. They weren’t the silly, cartoony creatures so often depicted in movies; rather, they had slender forms with smooth skin that had a natural glow. They varied in heights-the same as humans-and their ears ended in delicate pointed tips.

Santa handed her his coat to wrap around herself as he stepped down and spoke quietly with a tall, blonde elf, who sent off two others. They quickly returned with a red cloak, wool socks, and sturdy slippers.

“I thought you might want to cover up a bit more before we walk over to my house, it’s not far but we will have to walk through the village.” Santa said.

Holly nodded gratefully as she pulled the cloak on and tied it before pulling on the socks and slippers. Santa helped her down and led her out of the large building out into a merry little town. They walked along a footpath past a colorful spread of brick houses, each decorated uniquely with lights and wreaths and garland. There were beautifully decorated Christmas trees scattered around the houses and the winding paths.

They came to the front of a cozy little cottage with simple decorations. A small evergreen wreath adorned the front door and white lights were strung across the roof. They stomped the snow off their feet onto the welcome mat before Santa opened the door.

“Ellie?” Santa called out as they stepped into the foyer and he began to remove his coat and boots. “Ellie, we’re home.”

“Nick,” called out a sweet, merry voice, “Did you say we? She came with you?”

“Yes, my love!” Santa answered. “Come meet Holly.” To Holly, he leaned over and whispered, “go ahead and take off the shoes and socks, but leave on the cloak-she’ll love the reveal.”

Holly did as he said and looked up to see a woman about as tall as herself wiping her hands on a dish towel as she came down the hall. She had curly silver hair piled in a bun on top of her head with tendrils loose around her oval shaped face. She had on a green house-dress with a white apron embroidered with sprigs of holly. While she did look older than Holly she didn’t appear much past 50; in fact, Santa didn’t look like he was much older than his early 50s either for all his salt and pepper hair and white beard. Without his hat on she noticed that he had a full head of hair-no sign of balding at all.

Mrs. Claus threw the towel over her shoulder as she approached them. “So, this is the lovely girl who wrote that tantalizing letter,” she said as she looked Holly up and down and her smile grew. She embraced Holly. “It’s so lovely to meet you.”

Holly hugged the woman back, and was enveloped by the scent of cinnamon and apples. “It’s lovely to meet you as well, Mrs. Claus.”

Mrs. Claus held her at arm’s length and laughed. “Oh, do call me Ellie. No need for formalities here. Are you hungry, dear? I have a few snacks laid out. Let me help you with your cloak.” Ellie undid the clasp of her cloak and gave a little gasp as she took in the negligee clinging to Holly’s curves.

“Well don’t you look like the prettiest present to unwrap,” she said as she hung the cloak on the coat rack. “I just knew that color would look stunning on you.”

“You picked it out?” Holly asked curiously.

“Oh, of course,” Ellie said leading her to the kitchen. “Nick is no good at picking out lingerie, and this one matches mine.”

Holly widened her eyes at the spread on the kitchen table. The table looked like a giant charcuterie board covered with bite sized portions of fruit, cheeses, slices of meat, crackers and bread of all varieties.

“A few snacks?” Holly asked with a raised eyebrow.

Ellie laughed at Holly’s expression. “Yes, well, Nick is always famished after handing out gifts all over the world. I also thought you might be a tad peckish after the ride up here. You’ll want to keep your energy up for tonight.”

Santa walked in just then, having changed into a t-shirt and sweatpants. Holly was surprised to see his large, muscled arms covered in tattoos. He towered over Ellie as he wrapped his arms around her and leaned down to kiss her cheek. “This looks great Ellie, thank you.” He sat at the table and popped a grape in his mouth.

“Oh it was no trouble at all, I wanted to make sure we had plenty for both you and Holly. And please, Holly, do have a seat. I’ll get you a drink. What would you like?” she asked as she reached into the cupboard for a cup.

“A water would be great thank you,” Holly answered as she sat and took a plate.

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