Santa Naughty List Novels & Stories

"Mama, look! Santa Claus is angry!" I laughed when Thalia pointed out the man dressed as Santa Claus and sitting on his big sleigh while taking pictures with the children. The person behind the santa costume looks so tired that he is scolding the children while they're taking pictures with him. "Baby, do you want to take a picture with Santa Claus?" She shook her head. "I don't want." "But why?" "He's mean!" she laughingly said, and then pulled me towards the corner of the chocolates shelves. "Mama! Buy me this one, please!"

I say, but she didn’t even pause; she just kept on crying. “Okay, five candy bars, you do want five right? ,” I ask, raising my five fingers in front of her face. She pauses as if thinking if it was a good deal. “If you don’t want five, then… I’ll let you cry as much as you want to. But then do you know what happens to pups that cry too much?” I say the last sentence in a whisper. “No,” she asks, “what happens?” “Well… if you cry too much, I’ll tell Santa to add you to the naughty list. And you know what happens to kids that are on Santa’s naughty list, right?” I say.

Thoughts of how strangely hot my Katie's tits were tonight danced through my head, and I'm sure she could tell by the way my cock gouged along her spine and I was already eager for her present. "Nuh-uh! You're being too naughty for Santa to come tonight!" Katie pulled my hands out of her shirt and defended them from my sneaky fingers. After her modesty was sufficiently upheld, she tilted her head back and gave me her sly wide-eyed smile upside-down, "But Mrs. Clause will be coming for a naughty boy with something nice to unwrap in my bedroom real soon." She stood up and stretched, offering up a great view as she wiggled about and made those adorable "nughh" sounds.

But the guidance was always limited to Nate’s review times and didn’t include exam days. They have their homeroom Christmas Party on December 20. Nate’s Secret Santa turns out to be Babylee. They gift him a pair of brand-new Nike Air Force 1! When Nate protests about the price, Babylee reassures him that they’re only replica and not original, but they look so legit that nobody can tell otherwise. Babylee explains they’re Triple-A grade and proudly says: “Just let me know if you want more and I’ll hook you up.”

Hopeless and worried about the kids and the approaching trucks, he did what he knew best. "If you don't calm down, Santa will put you on the naughty list and won't give you the gifts he has," he said sternly. The kids immediately calmed down, quite intimidated by the aura he suddenly began to emit. "Now, Santa is the boss so you have to do as he says. Got it?" "Ai ai captain," they all said uniformly, which amused him. 'Kids aren't so hard to control after all,' he thought with a satisfied smirk. "Now, I want you all to get behind the man with the box."

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Aira suddenly announced, her words catching Bienley and his friends completely off guard. "More handsome than us, Doctor Aira?" Kit tried to lighten the mood with a joke, but Bienley and Josh knew full well what he was up to. "Oh, yes, he is. Incredibly handsome and obscenely wealthy," Aira replied, her eyes glazing over as if lost in a daydream. "He's also a bit of a troublemaker. Covered in tattoos, pierced, and rumored to be a gang leader," Wad added, still smiling. "But undeniably brilliant. No matter how he chooses to live his life, he's a Dalton through and through. Those Dalton genes are something else," Nurse Mel inserted, wearing a knowing smile.

“And how would like me to do that, my sweet?” “I don’t know…” I floundered, wondering exactly what would convince me. Then I hit upon something. “If you’re really Santa then you know every naughty girl or boy in the world and what they’ve done…tell me something I’ve done to land on the naughty list.” He chuckled as he unbuckled his pants and let them fall, surprising me when I saw that he went commando underneath all that crushed red velvet.

I slapped his hands away as they wandered higher up my body. He tsked darkly, tightening his grip on me, pressing me flush against him. "Alright, Nicola, you’re on the naughty list now." His lips brushed against my ear, his breath hot as he added, "No presents for you this year. I'll have to punish you now."

He made fun of me as my cheeks burned from embarrassment. I sure hope I didn't pee on myself. The new Christmas song that was playing in the background now was "All I want for Christmas." by Mariah Carey. Santa Claus got on the bed again, teasing my clit with his slippery dick as he removed the soiled vibrator, stretching out his tongue to lick my release from it. "What do you want for this Christmas, girl?" He asked and I shut my eyes. "Your Cock, Santa Claus. Please ravish me hard." I pleaded as he continued to tease me down there, almost making me lose my mind.