LOGINNina falls in love with a very striking man. It is only later that she realises that he is a man with secrets. These secrets quickly put her in mortal danger and the object of her affection, Mark, pays a price to have her kept out of harms way. When Nina finds out what Mark had to give up for her safety she is determined to set the world right again. But there is always a price that need to be paid. Isn't there?
View More“Fuck Santa,keep going fill my pussy up with your fat cock”, I bounced my ass on his cock,while he gripped my waist moaning from the pleasure I was giving him.
His Eyes resting on my boobs that were bouncing, he reached out grabbing my nipples and squeezing them. “ fuck Donna, ride Santa’s dick,I love your tight little pussy , I can fuck you all day”, he gripped my hips and began to pound into me, thrusting his dick in and out of me. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I could feel my orgasm building up. He pulled out and made me grip the table we had been fucking on. He pushed his dick back into my wet pussy, bending me over and taking me from behind, he gripped my hair pulling my head back and tilting my face to give me a sloppy kiss while he fucked me. I moaned in his lips,while he was destroying my pussy. He growled and started thrusting harder into me, letting go off my lips. “Donna I’m going to nut in your pussy,you feel so good”. I didn’t even care I was what you will call “Dickmatized” I was obsessed with his cock. With a few more thrusts he let out a low grunt, cumming into my pussy,he slowly rode out his orgasm before pulling out of me. He gave me a peck on my forehead and used a tissue to wipe his dick. Wearing his costume back and gave me a smile “ bye Donna, see you later”. “Bye” Okay ,so I guess I have to explain how this started. I am 27 and you know the big guy with the white beard and round tummy that delivers presents on Christmas? Yeah I have a weird kind of sexual kink for Santa,I couldn’t look at a Santa cosplayer and not squeeze my thighs together to try and ease the throbbing of my pussy. I managed to keep this kink hidden almost all my life cause as you can tell it’s incredibly weird,looking at my p**n browsers history only could cause anyone to block me on every thing. I had to imagine Santa’s face anytime I had sex with any of my past boyfriends so relationships stopped being my thing. I was walking around the mall searching for Christmas decor for the festive season and week ago,when a couple of kids started dragging their parents to see “ Santa” . That name suddenly sent a shiver straight to in between my legs, I walked up to the register and paid for the stuff I had to picked out. I wanted to ignore the feeling between my legs and just walk out to my car, but I guess pussy couldn’t just let me. So I turned and went in search of the white bearded chimney guy. He sat in a sleigh chair, which looked kinda comfortable , held two kids,on his knee and was the Santa imitation voice and laughing loudly asking them what they wanted for Christmas. I stood still biting my lips and hoping my eyes are hiding my sexual desires as much as I am holding myself from sitting on his laps and straddling his legs. His eyes locked with mine,I’m pretty sure the intensity of my eyes were boring into his head. My face flushed and I’m sure he knew what I was thinking cause his eyes lowered and lost all the light it had earlier. I on the other could feel my peeks stiffed and my thong was wet with my juice, I bit my lips involuntarily still staring at him. I realized I was surrounded by kids and snapped out of it before someone notices, i turned around and walked into a door close by. I noticed that no one usually went in there minus the janitor and I really just wanted to put an end to this feeling. The space was small but there was table, it seemed stable & luckily for me I wore a short handless flay dress so I raised up my dress and pulled off my underwear spreading my legs and began rubbing my swollen clit. I threw my head back in pleasure, my toes curled and my fingers soaked from my juice,I imagined Santa pounding into my pussy. His fat cock pushing in and out of me,I pulled down my dress releasing my boobs,I gripped my breast massaging it gently as I played with myself. I pushed two fingers in,fucking myself faster and muffling my moan ,I knew no one will hear but just for safety sake, I was nearing an orgasm and I pulled out my fingers,was went back to rubbing my clit my fingers moving faster. I came with a loud moan,at the same time the door flew open and shut so fast and he stood there.. His eyes amused with the sight before him, his eyes scanned me from up to down, my flustered face, my lips my breasts , my hard peels, my dress that was clumped to my waist. My legs that were still spread and his eyes lingered on my pussy, my swollen red swollen clit, and my drenched pussy , and the white stream that flowed out of me. His breathing became erratic and I shamelessly stared at him , I wanted him to fuck me so badly. I spread my legs wider and gestured to him with my fingers. Without any hesitation he pulled of the belt around his waist and the shirt exposing his broad chest and biceps and chiseled abs his pale white skin looked smooth he walked straight towards me and Bent down to my thighs And kissed slowly going up to my pussy, I squeezed my nipples and moaned softly as he kissed and bit lightly at my thighs. He got to my pussy and placed his tongue flat, and Ran his tongue up my my pussy lips, enjoying the taste of my pussy. I shivered at the pleasure and gripped his hair well fake hair cause he hadn’t removed the beard and hair. He sucked and licked my clit, eating my pussy hungrily while I became a moaning mess. “ fuck Santa, I’ll be a good girl, please fuck me” I begged my voice filled with lust. “I will get to that darling be a good girl and wait for it”his husky voice calmly told me, I almost creamed at his voice. He pushed two of his fingers into my pussy and started to stroke in and out of my pussy,I let out a loud moans bucked my hips involuntarily, whimpering at his contact with my pussy. He began to suck on my clit whilst finger fucking my pussy.i tried to muffle my moans. “ get your hands off your fucking mouth , I love it when you moan for me, can’t wait to hear you scream”. At that statement, I couldn’t hold it in again and creamed all over his fingers. He pulled down his pants, and his boxers his dick sprung out, about 10inches it was girthy and long and I widened my eyes in fear of how it will fit. He let out an airy laugh. “On all fours..what’s your name?” “Donna “ I told him softly as I turned on all fours and arched my back, giving him a good view of my ass and pussy. “Fuck Donna” he didn’t waste a moment before grabbing my hips and shoving his dick straight into my pussy. “Fuckk!” I yelped in pain at how he streched me out. He kept thrusting in and out like a wild beast moaning , all the pain soon faded and I became a moaning mess, my eyes rolled to the back of my head “ ohh that’s a good girl, take Santa’s Cock like a good little Hoe” his husky voice filled the air. My pussy clenched tightly around his dick and this man was fucking the life out of me. My pussy squelching as fucked me, he pulled out of my pussy and spread my ass and spat at the hole. I have had anal sex before but their ducks were never this big. Before I could even pick an emotion he drove his dick into my ass. I screamed but he didn’t stop he kept fucking me , faster and faster and harder his balls slapping on my pussy. I was going to cum so hard and I couldn’t hold it. He started to rub my clit as he was fucking me . “ I’m going to nut in your pussy Donna, take Santa’s gift in your body”. “ yes Santa”with that we both came. I collapsed on the table while he sat down and once he caught his breath he stood up and wore the fake belly suit and belt back and his pants. I arranged my dress, but still sat there he fucked be in the ass and I wasn’t sure I can even walk. “ I’ll see you later Donna, same time tomorrow “ I nodded . “ merry Christmas!”I sit crossed legged on my bed and stare at the box for a while. Of course, I know what is inside. I don’t really need to open it. What frustrates me most, is that I know that I will open it and I will not have any more answers than I had before I opened it. I open the box slowly and set the lid on the bed next to me. I take a deep breath and let it out in a rush. Inside the box is the little vile that Mark gave me with the potion in. Next to the little vile is the business card he gave me with the contact details of his secretary. The memory of his words leaves another stab in my heart. He basically told me to contact her, not him. Frustration builds up in my chest again. I had a connection with Mark. It disappeared within seconds and I couldn’t even get an explanation for it. I feel over emotional today. Tears well up in my eyes. I take the little vile in my hand and roll it the way I did the night he gave it to me. It feels exactly the same. There is no difference in weight. I op
I don’t sleep well that night. My mind keeps going through everything that happened. The note. The break in. The trip here. The building. The potion. Mark’s eyes. His coldness. I know I need sleep because I will have to get my life in order tomorrow. I just cannot seem to get my mind to rest. I get up to take another hot shower. After drying my hair I feel exhausted and finally fall asleep when I lay my head down. When I wake the next morning, I find that the sun just started shining into my room. I get up quickly and get dressed. I exit the room to go to the kitchen where I heard a noise earlier. Mark is standing behind the counter, reading a newspaper while drinking a cup of coffee. He barely takes notice of me. When he quickly flicks his eyes up to see who entered the room he lets out a irritated sigh. “Are you still here?” he asks in a bored tone. My heart instantly twists into a tight knot of pain. Why is he being so cold towards me. “Well, you said I can stay here as long as
Mark looks at me intently. He sets his mug down and touches his fingertips together.“A few centuries ago, there was a girl that looked exactly like you.” Mark starts to tell me. He pauses a few seconds to let it sink in. “Her name was June. We met her at a fundraiser and I immediately fell for her. Cole also fell for her but I never for one second thought he fell that hard.”Mark sucks in a deep breath and lets it out.“I started pursuing June and she enjoyed my company. I later found out that Cole was pursuing her also. She didn’t have the heart to hurt anyone so she tried her best to keep both of us at arm’s length. This kept on for quite some time.” He seems to think for a few seconds before continuing.“Cole befriended an old witch.” Mark looks as me and shakes his head. “Don’t ever, for one second, think you can really be friends with a witch. They always, only take care of themselves. Cole needed her to help him make June choose him over me. She told him all magic always comes
The paper is old and there is a six-digit number written on it. I turn the paper over in my hand. There is nothing else written on it. I immediately feel irritated. I shove the piece of paper back into the envelope and turn the envelope around to look at the writing in front. My eye catches the date stamp on the envelope. It was posted the day I was discharged from hospital.This cryptic note was posted before the newspapers erroneously printed that I was Mrs Ross. This only unsettles me more. This person knows more than anyone else that I am not Mrs Ross. I walk to my handbag and shove the envelope into it angrily. I am not the biggest fan of mysteries. I hardly ever watch mystery movies and now I have to deal with this in real life. I feel irritated.I finish up and go to bed. I still feel unsettled when I fall asleep.I wake with a startle in the middle of the night. I lay awake staring wide-eyed into the darkness trying to listen to what it is that woke me up. There is a scraping
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