Mary Blows Santa

Well… did she ever. Kim had just finished swallowing her two hundred and ninth load and came over to kneel next to and watch her sister enjoying this last, special blowjob. Most of the Santas had left but a few lingered to watch this final spectacular event. Several had cameras out so that Mary would have many, many momentos of this moment. Kim was so proud of her baby sister as she watched her lovingly and so elegantly lick and suck this last great cock. Mary felt like a celebrity, with everybody watching. She was in NO HURRY for this to end. She laughed and played with the cock in her mouth. Slowly and surely she slid it to and fro, feeling the power of the shaft vibrating through her mouth. Deeper and deeper she took it. It was eight inches long and as thick as a post… and Mary had never given a blowjob, let alone deep throated anyone prior to this weekend… but this cock she wanted buried in her throat. Kim sensed what her sister was doing as she plunged deeper and deeper with each plunge, gagging a bit but holding it, then pushing a little bit further before withdrawing and gasping for air. She was swallowing a full five inches now, but had seemed to be stalled a bit, unable to plunge deeper. One time she plunged deep, held it, and then her eyes shifted to Kim’s face, imploringlyly. Kim knew what she wanted. Lovingly, she placed her hand on the back of Mary’s head, waited a moment, and then shoved Mary’s head as hard as she could into Santa’s crotch. Immediately, Mary found her little nose buried deep in belly fat, and tasted nothing but pubic hair on her tongue. She heaved and gagged unmercifully, but Kim would not let go. Calmly and lovingly with her other hand, Kim caressed her baby sister’s little bum. Those jeans were perfect for her, she thought.

“Hggggghhhhh. Hgggghhhhh. Hgggghhhhh. Hgggghhhhh,” Mary squirmed. But Kim held firm. 

As it turns out, this was exactly the moment that yesterday’s T.V. reporter, Kaitlin, re-appeared, based upon information Mary’s personal Santa had given her as she’d left the day before.

“Hello, Kailin,” Santa greeted her in his deep Santa voice.

Kaitlin smiled as she hurriedly slipped off her coat and boots and slipped into her heels.

“Hi, Santa,” she said cheerily. “What’d I miss?”

As excited as she’d been about the prior day’s interview, she was even more excited about today’s. She’d dressed festive, in a nice red sweater, black pants and black heels… even in red panties. She kneeled next to Mary who was still gagging uncontrollably. She was quickly filled in as to the significance of this particular blowjob. Again, she brushed her pants for lint and faced the camera.

“Three, two, one…” the cameraman said.

“Hello. I am back again with Mary and Kim, the two girls who are taking this year’s Santa Claus Convention by storm giving festive blowjobs to EVERY SINGLE SANTA as part of their personal quest to bring Christmas cheer to Santas everywhere. This is Mary, whose been blowing Santas steady for the last several weeks… and has FINALLY found the Santa she has been looking for.”

The camera switched to Mary, who kind of had been forgotten in all the excitement, and whose head was still being mercilessly pushed all the way into her Santa’s groin and whose body still heaved with every violent gag. 

“You look like you are REALLY HAVING FUN, Mary,” Kaitlin said, thrusting the microphone towards her crotch-buried face.

“Hmmmmmmmmm… hmmmmm… hmm,” Mary squealed helplessly.

Kaitlin then turned her attention to Kim to find out how the quest had all started, and again Mary was forgotten.

“Hmmmm… hmmmmm… hmmm,” she pleaded, to no avail.

Finally after a couple of minutes, Mary started to relax. Kim felt Mary’s bum ease back into her hand. Still gagging every few seconds, nonetheless Mary now was starting to agree with Kaitlin that this WAS fun. “Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,” she purred contentedly when the camera switched back to her. She loved her sister so much. ‘Thank you so much, Kim,’ she thought as she continued to hold Santa’s cock four inches down her throat in front of a wide television audience.

From that point on, Mary decided to use her throat, rather than her mouth, to finish Santa off. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and slowly slid back and forth into his groin, never letting any more than about two inches of cock leave her throat. Literally, it was her throat, rather than her mouth, that was getting him off. Everyone was amazed. They’d NEVER seen a blowjob like this. The T.V. interview was over, but the cameraman continued to capture Mary’s exploits on film. Surely the station could use this footage.

Slowly and sensuously, Mary slid forward and back, tilting her head one way and then the other, sinuously like a snake. Her back arched and her cute little bum jutted out so perfectly. If she hadn’t looked so amazingly fantastic in those jeans, surely one of the other Santa’s would have stripped her pants off to fuck her butt. But instead they just admired her. 

Click… Click… Click… went all the still cameras, Mary proudly posing with her eyes wide open and roving from one appreciative face to the next.

Kim was so enthralled watching her little sister that she hardly even notice another cock enter her mouth. She sucked it without question, eyes still riveted on her sister.

Sensing that his job was over, the T.V. soundman had put down his equipment and was aggressively face-fucking Kaitlin who, trying to imitate Mary, had her mouth wide open to allow the seven inch monster in her mouth direct access to her throat.

Finally, the cock in Mary’s mouth started to pulse and swell and she knew, from ALL her weekend’s experience, that a load would soon follow. As much as she enjoyed having his cock rammed down her throat, even more she wanted to savor HER Santa’s cum in her mouth. Slowly she slid back to work the last few inches until the explosion came. And it WAS an explosion. Twenty minutes of the most heavenly blowjob of his life had this Santa’s cock primed and ready. Suddenly his entire body jerked violently. He immediately grabbed Mary’s head to keep it steady as jet after jet after jet after jet after jet of hot, thick, sticky, slimy, slurpy cum erupted from his piss-hole and splattered all over her tongue, tonsils and throat. Mary smiled but still slowly and ever-so-gently worked the last few inches of his shaft, slowly sliding the shaft back and forth in her mouth. The eruption seemed to take forever to those watching, but to Mary it was over far too fast. She held Santa’s still thick cock in her mouth bathing in a sea of cum, and then plunged forward again to take his entire cock into her mouth and throat again. Now she had the best of everything. Santa’s huge hard cock deep in her throat, and the wonderfully pungent taste of his cum completely filling her mouth. Harder and harder she pushed her nose into his belly, trying to force his cock even farther down his throat. She put her hands on his butt and pulled his pelvis into her face. Then she closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment. This was her perfect Christmas gift to herself. 

Some Santa was still pumping his cock back and forth inside Kim’s mouth, but she truly was distracted by what her sister had done. She was EXTREMELY proud of her right now.

And so it was that the two sisters kneeled together for several more minutes while one Santa’s cock softened and shrunk in Mary’s mouth, and another’s grew and exploded in Kim’s. The two sisters swallowed their loads at the same time, and then smiled.

Poor Kaitlin was the one squirming now. Some 6 foot eight inch Santa had just rammed his ten incher all the way down her throat and was crushing her head into his crotch with all his might. 

“Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,” she squealed, helplessly wiggling her cute little bum as if THAT would somehow help her get this monster out of her throat. Of course, all her squealing and sensuous wiggling did was draw cameras and her T.V. camera crew to her. 

“We are live again at the Santa Claus Convention to catch our own Kaitlin Smith getting caught up in the spirit of things,” the soundman said, before both camera and microphone were lowered to give Kaitlin a couple of more minutes of fame.

“You ARE very good girls, both of you,” Mary’s Santa said earnestly to Mary and Kim as he looked down at them proudly.

“So… do I get to blow you on Christmas Eve too?” Mary asked hopefully.

Kim smiled and peered up at their Santa’s face.

“I think you’ve earned it,” he answered, nodding surely.

Their Santa walked Mary and Kim out of the hall, one hand gently fondling each bum. When they reached the door, Mary suddenly turned.

“Oh!” she said. “Are the reindeers here?”

“No, Sweetheart,” he said. “They haven’t flown down from the North Pole yet.”

“What about on Christmas Eve? Kim said she got to blow them. Can we both do it this year?” Mary asked excitedly.

Santa looked at Kim. “Sssuuuure,” he said slowly, to Kim’s surprise.

“Promise?” Mary insured.

“Promise,” he said, and winked at Kim.

“You sound SO much like my Dad,” Mary said again.

That Christmas Kim and Mary waited up on the couch for Santa, wearing the same sweaters and jeans they’d worn when they’d blown the Santa Claus conventioneers. Mom was in bed asleep. Their Dad got up around midnight and said he’d been paged and had to go into the office for awhile. Kim held Mary and told her she could sleep. 

“I’ll wake you when Santa gets here.”

When Mary awoke, Santa was there, his big sack on his back and a huge smile on his face. Kim AND Mary kneeled to help him distribute an ESPECIALLY large number of gifts under the tree. Kim AND Mary remained on their knees to blow him… first Kim. Then Mary. No cookies and milk here. This was cock and cum. 

“So, Santa,” Mary said after swallowing. “Do we get to see your reindeer now? Kim and me BOTH have ‘gifts’ for them this year.”

“Sure,” Santa said. Kim’s head jerked at him, wide eyed. “But first I have a gift for each of you to open.”

He handed long, beautifully wrapped boxes to each of them. The two sisters sat next to each other on the couch and avidly tore into their presents.

“Boots!” Mary cried delightedly, pulling out fashionable, high heeled boots which she immediately slipped on. They were very sexy and sleek, reaching up to just below each knee. She stood up and modeled her boots. They looked wonderfully sexy with her tight, light blue Guess jeans. Kim pulled out a similar pair. She loved them too, but her face was puzzled. She just held hers.

“Are the reindeer up on the roof?” Mary persisted. Kim looked at Santa, truly wondering what he might say. Certainly they COULDN’T be up on the roof.

“No, they’re not on the roof this year,” he said, matter-of-factly. “Kim had a terrible time trying not to slide off last year.”

Kim smiled. ‘Phew.’

But Santa continued: “They are in the back yard.” 

Kim gasped.

After Kim hastily pulled on her boots, Santa led the two sisters to the large back window of the rear dining room and flicked on the rear light, illuminating the entire back yard. Sure enough, standing in the snow were ten reindeer, quietly looking for grass to chew. Each one had a Santa hat on one of their antlers.

Santa explained: “The sleigh is still on the roof, but I let the reindeer have a break. I told them all about you, Mary, and they all REALLY want their gifts from you AND Kim this year.”

Mary squealed with delight, through her arms around Santa and whispered in his ear. He smiled and nodded and then she kissed him on the cheek and turned to rush outside.

Kim stared open-mouth at Santa: “Ten?” she asked him.

“I didn’t want you girls to fight over Rudolph,” he answered slyly.

“But where did you…?” Kim started, but Santa interrupted.

“There’s a reindeer ranch just outside of town.” He gave Kim an innocent look and shrugged his shoulders. “Hey! I promised,” he said. Then he smiled and winked. “You two girls have fun. I’m getting my camera.”

Kim laughed, shook her head and headed outside where her sister already was kneeling in the snow and pulling a one of the deers’ hind legs towards her. In a moment Kim was on her knees too. The snow was soft and comfortable, even though a little wet on the knees of her jeans. The air was brisk, but pleasant. Big snowflakes drifted lazily down from the sky… not enough to be a bother. It was fun having them land in her hair and on her shoulders like this. This truly WAS Christmas.

Kim looked over to where Mary already had started. Kim glanced over her left shoulder at Santa, who stood up on the porch focusing Dad’s new zoom lens camera. THIS would put his camera to good use. Then she peered up at what awaited her… smiled… and reached out.

“Let’s go, Blitzen,” she said as she kneeled upright to pull HER new friend’s hind end closer.