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—*ALISON*—

Santa goes completely still. For a moment, he just stares at me, frozen in place.

I can see it in his expression—the tension, the hesitation.

Desire flickers in his eyes, clashing with whatever sense of restraint he’s trying to hold on to.

His chest rises and falls beneath that ridiculous red jacket, each breath heavier than the last.

He looks torn… and that only makes the moment feel more charged.

I decide to push him just a little further.

My hands slide to the wide black belt at h
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  • Wet Desires:{Erotica Collections}   Santa Fucks My Naughty Pussy (4)

    —*ALISON*—Santa goes completely still. For a moment, he just stares at me, frozen in place.I can see it in his expression—the tension, the hesitation.Desire flickers in his eyes, clashing with whatever sense of restraint he’s trying to hold on to.His chest rises and falls beneath that ridiculous red jacket, each breath heavier than the last.He looks torn… and that only makes the moment feel more charged.I decide to push him just a little further.My hands slide to the wide black belt at his waist, fingers fumbling with the stubborn buckle.It is old and stiff, but it finally gives.I slide the belt free and let it drop to the floor beside me.“Alison,” Santa says, his voice strained. “We really shouldn’t—”I don’t let him finish.My fingers move to the button of his big red pants.It pops open easily beneath my touch.I draw the zipper down slowly, and he sucks in a sharp breath.Hooking my fingers into the waistband of his pants and the white thermal underwear beneath, I tug th

  • Wet Desires:{Erotica Collections}   Santa Fucks My Naughty Pussy (3)

    —*ALISON*—I know I’m probably crazy for asking Santa for a ‘good fuck’ for Christmas, but right now, it’s the only thing I want.It’s been ten months since my last breakup, and all that time my body has been craving release, so pent up it’s starting to drive me insane.When I get really horny, I use my sex toys but they barely do anything anymore.They don’t satisfy me or make me cum.I need something real—flesh, thick and warm.I need a real cock to fuck me, and a big one would be a hell of a bonus.I try hooking up with a few guys, but it never turns out well. Never.Something always goes wrong, or they’re disappointing, or I just can’t go through with it.And with everything this year—moving, working nonstop, the gym—I haven’t had time to go on dates or actually get fucked.Santa looks at me like I’ve completely lost my mind.And honestly?I wouldn’t even argue if he said I have.He looks at the note again, squinting like he’s trying to make sure he read it right.Then he glances

  • Wet Desires:{Erotica Collections}   Santa Fucks My Naughty Pussy (3)

    —*ALISON*—I know I’m probably crazy for asking Santa for a good fuck for Christmas, but right now, it’s the only thing I want.It’s been ten months since my last breakup, and all that time my body has been craving release, so pent up it’s starting to drive me insane.When I get really horny, I use my sex toys—but they barely do anything anymore.They don’t satisfy me or make me cum.I need something real—flesh, thick and warm.I need a real cock to fuck me, and a big one would be a hell of a bonus.I try hooking up with a few guys, but it never turns out well. Never.Something always goes wrong, or they’re disappointing, or I just can’t go through with it.And with everything this year—moving, working nonstop, the gym—I haven’t had time to go on dates or actually get fucked.Santa looks at me like I’ve completely lost my mind.And honestly?I’m not about to argue if he says I have.He looks at the note again, squinting like he’s trying to make sure he read it right.Then he glances a

  • Wet Desires:{Erotica Collections}   Santa Fucks My Naughty Pussy (2)

    —*ALISON*— A jolt of disbelief pins me to the spot as I stare at Santa. It’s really him. But… what’s he doing here? I rub my eyes, half-expecting the sight to vanish—but it doesn’t. He’s still there. My heart leaps as the sleigh glides through the air, weaving effortlessly between the buildings, bells jingling with every turn. Then it shifts—toward me, toward my window. Wait. What? It’s coming straight at me. I scramble back on my bed, stopping when my back hits the wall. The sleigh pulls up right outside my window, and Santa, a big brown sack slung over his shoulder, jumps off. He lands on the windowsill, wobbles, rolls into the room, and crashes into my stool. The stool tips over, and he hits the floor with a thud, the sack bouncing beside him. He laughs, loud and hearty. “Great landing there!” I stare at him, frozen. He looks exactly like the Santas people dress up as—huge, round stomach, white beard and mustache, red-and-white suit, Christmas cap perched on his hea

  • Wet Desires:{Erotica Collections}   Santa Fucks My Naughty Pussy (1)

    —*ALISON*— Tomorrow is Christmas, and the city is alive. Christmas trees blink in every window. Lights stretch from rooftops and coil around lampposts—red, green, and gold—spilling their glow across the snow-covered streets. Somewhere nearby, jingle bells ring out, maybe from a speaker, or maybe from a real sleigh for a church event—I’m not sure. The snow lies thick and fresh in some places, untouched, while in others it’s trampled by people hurrying home with armfuls of wrapped presents. Everyone looks happy. Everyone except me. I tug my grocery bags tighter in my hands as I walk down the sidewalk, the thin plastic biting into my fingers with every step. A family passes me, the dad shouldering a Christmas tree, pine needles falling into the snow behind him. Two kids dart ahead, shrieking about Santa, their boots scuffing and crunching the fresh snow. Their mother’s laughter rings out, warm and bright, as she calls after them to slow down. I smile and look away. Christmas

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    ~VANESSA~Bryan didn’t give me a second to adjust. He started fucking me against the wall immediately—hard, fast, relentless.Each thrust slammed into me with force, his cock dragging against my inner walls in a way that made my breath hitch and my mind spin.It was rough, almost punishing.But it felt so damn good.“Ah—ah—!” I moaned, my nails digging into his shoulders as I clung to him, my body trembling with every hard snap of his hips.His cock drove into my pussy over and over, hitting deep, hitting that perfect spot that made my vision blur and my legs tighten around him.“Bryan!” I gasped, my voice breaking into a desperate moan. “Right there—fuck—shit, right there!”My body moved with his now, chasing every thrust, every drag of his cock, completely lost in the overwhelming pleasure as it built higher and higher, threatening to consume me whole.He growled, pressing his cock deep inside me. “You love this cock, don’t you? Take it. All of it. Every fucking inch.”“Yes—oh fuck,

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