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The Naughty List (Mg, extreme-ped, oral, anal)
by JerseyJ (address withheld)
***
When Santa Clause stops by to give the naughty kids their coal,
they "persuade" him to put them on the good list. (Mg, extreme-
ped, oral, anal)
***
Santa Clause was sailing through the night sky in his red sleigh.
He had a tight grip on the green reins of his nine deer, who all
did their share in pulling him along. Large, red gift sacks laid
behind him, empty and flat on the floor. Finally, he was finished
with delivering all of the children their presents. That is, all
of the kids who were on his good list. Now, it was time for the
second half of his job: giving out coal to the naughty ones.
A red clipboard was on his lap. On it was a paper that read,
"NAUGHTY" in black letters on top, and list of names beneath it.
"Hmm... Nina and Ariel," he read aloud. "It's not often that I get
more than one naughty child in the same house."
He looked down to see a particular neighborhood that he had
already covered during his "gift shift". Snow covered the
rooftops, almost making them blend in with the ground. When he
found the house, he signaled his reindeer to dive toward it.
Upon landing on the roof, Santa hoisted his dark gray bag of coal
over his back and left the sleigh. The bag was light when compared
to any of his gift sacks. Unfortunately, this house did not have a
chimney. The man jumped off the house and knelt at the front door.
Digging into his pocket, he pulled out a big ring of keys. Dozens
of keys were made by his elves just for the occasion.
Setting the bag on the floor, he stuck a bronze key into the door
and silently opened it. Then he lifted the bag, entered the house,
and gently shut the door. The lights of the holiday-themed tree
and the streetlights that peeked through the white curtains led
Santa through the dark living room without tripping over the
furniture. As he passed the black love seat, Santa stumbled over
an untied, white sneaker and fell down. His bag fell out of his
hand, spilling several coals near the couch that was in front of
the love seat.
Santa sighed and got on his knees. He picked up three lumps of
coal. The last one would have rolled under the couch if it weren't
too big. He leaned forward and reached for it.
Suddenly, the ceiling light turned on.
Squinting his eyes in the sudden illumination, Santa looked at the
bottom of the stairs behind him to see Ariel's hand on the switch
and Nina groggily standing behind her. Ariel was wearing turquoise
pajamas. Her shirt was buttoned up. Nina wore a gray two-piece
thermal suit.
"Santa?" Nina asked, rubbing her eyes.
The red-suited man stood. "Ho, ho, ho!" he greeted. "Merry
Christmas, Nina, Ariel."
"How do you know our names?" Ariel asked. "Are you really Santa
Clause?"
"Yup. I am." He walked up to them and crouched so he and Nina were
eye-to-eye. "Would you like to feel my beard?"
The 6-year-old traced a white curl with her index finger. It felt
soft as a cloud. She then gripped a handful of facial hair and
gently tugged it. Letting it go, she looked at her sister. "It's
real."
Ariel carefully pulled on the edge of the beard. "It really is
real." She let go and looked at the tree, noticing the six
presents beneath it. "You brought those?"
Santa turned and glanced at the wrapped boxes. "Err, yes, that's
right. I am Santa Clause, you know."
"Wow!" Nina exclaimed. "Let's open them, Ariel!" The child
attempted to run past Santa, but the fat man palmed her chest,
stopping her.
"Sorry, young ladies, but you cannot open them until Christmas
morning." He pulled back his left sleeve, revealing a watch. The
watch had a black face with white dots resembling snow. A green-
clad elf was standing there with his left hand between 11 and 12,
and his right hand near 6. "It is only 11:32. You still have to
wait."
"Besides..." he left the girls and walked over to his coal sack,
which was propped against the couch. The girls followed. "Here's
something else." He handed each girl a lump of coal. The coals
were roughly the same size, the size of walnuts. "Goodbye." He
headed for the door, carrying the bag over his shoulder.
"Wait," Ariel said. Santa turned around. "What's the coal for?"
"Well, Ariel, you and your sister have been naughty this year. I
always give naughty kids coal for Christmas."
"What did we do?"
Santa put the bag down. "You both... did something to a Kenan last
summer."
"Did what?" Ariel smiled in mock innocence.
"I can't say it, but it was a very naughty thing."
"We're not so naughty. We can be really nice girls. Right, Nina?"
"Yeah. We're good girls."
"I'm happy to hear that. But there's always next year." He edged
closer to the door.
Ariel rushed in front of him and blocked the door. "We'll be good
girls now." He held onto Santa's right hand with both of hers.
"You can watch." She pulled him to the center of the living room,
followed by Nina.
The girls sat Indian-style next to each other, prompting Santa to
set his bag down between himself and Ariel.
Nina noticed the sneaker that was behind their guest. She scooted
over and picked it up. "I'll put that upstairs." Cautiously, she
walked up the stairs, carefully not to wake their father. She
returned to her spot with the same speed. "I put my sneaker back
in my room."
"That's nice of you."
"My turn," Ariel said. She scanned the room from ceiling to floor.
Looking behind her, she found a ball of coal between the TV and
couch. Flipping herself onto her hands and knees, she retrieved it
and handed it to Santa. "Did you drop that?"
"Why, yes, I did. Thank you."
"You're welcome. Are we good girls now?"
"You two are up to a good start, but you still must wait until
next year."
"Wait! We can share stuff, too."
"Yeah," Nina said. "We share everything." She and her sister
exchanged glances and looked at the man sitting in front of them.
"That's very nice, but I have to leave now."
Ariel's right hand suddenly shot forward. Her fingers went into
the waistband of Santa's pants and underwear.
"W-what are you doing?" Santa stammered.
"I know what me and my sister can share," the 10-year-old grinned.
Both of her hands began to tug the pants and underwear downwards.
Wanting to help her sister, Nina crawled over and gripped the
sides of the fat man's trousers. Together, the girls managed to
bring his clothes down to his ankles.
Beneath the hairy rolls of his stomach, Santa's dick stood
surrounded by white hair. His limp, purple-headed cock was fairly
small, given his plump build.
Nina easily wrapped her 6-year-old hand around it. She leaned it
to one side, then the other. The girl then bent over and let it
into her open mouth.
"Ahh!" Santa flinched.
The girl's head bobbed up and down, with an occasional lick.
Although Santa Clause was obviously strong enough to push her off,
he found himself powerless to stop her. Saint Nick would never
admit it, but it felt good. His dick grew in Nina's mouth, now
able to hit the roof. She stopped when she felt a tap on her
shoulder.
"Can I please have it now, Nina?" Ariel asked.
"Yeah." She pulled off and scooted to the side.
Ariel was thrilled to see that he was hard, though it was only
about four inches. She slid in front of Santa and ducked her head
so she could put it in her mouth. Her head moved downward until
her lips touched the base. It then rose to the point where her
teeth would encircle his head. She repeated this faster and
faster.
After a while, Nina got on her belly while facing Santa's lap. Her
tongue went to Santa's sack and gave it a lick. Ariel began to
suck a little higher, giving her younger sister more room. Nina
moved closer so her face was inches from his balls. Gently, she
sealed her lips on his right ball and sucked it. She would roll it
around with her lips, bathing it with her tongue.
"Ahh! Sss! Err!"
Ariel pulled the cock out of her mouth and masturbated it. "Ooh, I
think he's gonna cum on us!" she said. "Let's share his cum,
Nina!" She pointed his cock at her sister.
"Oh! Oh!"
A small shot of cum went between Nina's eyes. Ariel pulled it back
to her and let the next spurt go into her mouth. Jerking it off,
she aimed it at her sister again. Nina opened her mouth and licked
the next load out. Ariel put her mouth over it and swallowed the
rest of Santa's cream.
"Mmm!" Ariel hummed. "Your cum tastes good."
"It tastes just like daddy's!"
As fast as he could, Santa scooted backwards until he bumped into
the arm of the love seat. 'What have I done?' he thought to
himself.
"Can we open our presents now?" Nina pouted.
Santa nodded, not wanting to know what else they would do if he
refused.
Both girls rushed to the tree and read the names on the presents.
Before opening them, they gathered their respective gifts by their
sides, exchanging the wrongfully-picked ones. Santa took this time
to leave to house.
The roof was too high for him to jump and climb back up. Also made
for the occasion, he had a magic ladder. He pulled a small 4-inch
long green ladder out of his pocket. Holding both ends
horizontally, he stretched it by one foot. His hands went to the
two closest steps and pulled them apart.
When the ladder was almost teen feet long, Santa Clause propped it
against the house. He climbed up to the roof and pulled the ladder
with him. After storing it back in his pocket, he climbed into his
sleigh.
"Yah!" he said, jiggling the reins.
The reindeer galloped across the roof and remained in the air
after leaving the edge. Their hooves gracefully swished through
the sky. Gradually, they all flew almost high enough to touch the
clouds.
With shaky hands, Santa held the ropes close to his chest. He was
still in shock at what just happened. Images of Ariel and Nina
drinking his seed played in his head over and over again. 'What is
wrong with me?' he asked himself. 'I just molested two little
girls! The oldest was only ten!' His other state of mind replied,
'No, they molested me. I'm the rape victim of two children.
Wait... what?'
The thoughts continued to haunt him as he journeyed to the next
few houses. Most had chimneys, which cheered him up a little. The
rounds went smoothly; no awaking of the families, no traps, and
some sleeping children even left him milk and cookies. Eventually,
the situation between him, Nina, and Ariel left his mind.
___________________________________________
The reindeer were just leaving a chimneyed house when Santa picked
up his clipboard. 'Who's next?' He read the list and scratched off
the name Joseph with a red pen. 'Cindy.'
Because this location was so much farther, the reindeer flew
higher into the air. It took dozens of minutes, but they reached
the freshly-snowed roof of Cindy's house. It was snowing hard in
that neighborhood. There was no chimney there, either. Santa
dropped down to the front yard. He stuck a bronze key into the
gold knob of the white door and walked in.
The big tree was in the left-center of the living room. Red and
yellow lights blinked on and off, illuminating the area around it.
A thin, maroon blanket was covering something that laid on the
sofa that faced the tree.
Always made Santa proud to see such a beautiful Christmas tree. He
headed for it. In order to get into the living room, one had to
walk down a step. Too impressed by the decorations, Santa took a
big step forward, stumbling onto the lower floor.
Just then, the blanket began to move. The head of a little girl
popped out and looked at him. Realizing who he was, she pushed the
blanket off and sat up. She was wearing a long, white T-shirt.
"Santa Clause!" Cindy exclaimed excitedly.
"Ho-ho-ho!" Santa said. "Merry Christmas, Cindy."
"I knew you were real!" She got up and ran into him for a hug. Her
head was level with his round stomach. Santa wrapped his arms
around her. She broke the hug and jumped up and down. "Are you
here for my presents?"
"I'm afraid not, Cindy. You've been a naughty little girl this
year. I have to give you something else."
"What?"
Santa put his hand into the bag and gave her the coal he picked
out. "That's a lump of coal. You were on my naughty list this
year."
"Does that mean I won't get any presents?" Cindy squeaked. Her
eyes became watery.
"Sorry, but no."
"Please?"
"If you're a good girl next year, I promise to give you some
presents."
"I'll do anything you want, Santa. Daddy says I suck dick real
good. If I suck you, could you go home and give me presents
today?"
Santa blinked. "Excuse me?"
Cindy stretched the waistband of Santa's trousers until his dick
popped out. His sack was still inside. Kneeling was unnecessary,
as Cindy was short enough to reach him while standing. She stepped
forward and wrapped her lips around it.
"C-Cindy! You really shouldn't do this."
The girl pulled back. "I want to show how much I love you, Santa."
She went back down on him.
*Gasp*
Using both hands, Cindy held the base of Santa's dick. Her cheeks
inflated and deflated with every heave and ho of her head. She
could only take three-fourths of him before his head hit the roof
of her mouth. Santa moaned as he continuously entered and exited
the hot cavern.
Soon, Cindy's left hand went to his balls, which were still inside
his pants. She felt them through the clothes and fondled them. The
sack could fit perfectly in her hand. Her fingers repeatedly
squeezed them, careful not to hurt him.
Santa Clause flinched. A load of semen was fired from his dick and
into the 5-year-old's mouth. Her head immediately jerked back
until he was out. Because he was now pointing downward, the next
two spurts hit her chest. Holding onto him with her right hand,
she got two more loads of cum right in the face, on the cheeks and
her chin. Placing her lips back on his cock, she licked the head.
Santa let out a deep sigh when Cindy's lips slid off his limping
dick. He tucked it back into his pants.
Cindy gulped everything down and smiled up at him. "Thank you,
Santa. See you next year."
___________________________________________
'I did it again!" Santa scolded himself. The reindeer took off and
were sailing over New Jersey. 'These girls are too mature! I bet
the Easter bunny doesn't have these problems!'
The next houses were quiet. Santa would go in, place the coal
under the tree, and leave. It was the way he wanted it to be. He
went through two-thirds of the naughty list with no problems.
___________________________________________
'Next stop, Cassandra's house.' He directed his reindeer to their
left and made them head for an apartment building. The tall, brick
building had a white stairway door on the gray ceiling. 'Oh great,
the projects.' After landing, he grabbed his bag and went down the
dark gray stairs.
Five stories later, Santa Clause ended up on the sixth floor. The
ceiling lights flickered on and off. He was near apartments 6A and
6B. Walking to his right, he stopped at door 6E and went inside.
The white-walled hall that led from the green door to the living
room was fairly long. A silver entertainment system, which held a
black TV and stereo, was at the end of the hallway. Black love
seats sat against either wall, facing each other. A small
Christmas tree was in a far corner, near the windows. Beside it
was a black armchair.
Because the tree had no lights, Santa almost missed it. The
streetlights that shone through the black blinds helped him locate
it. The red-suited man headed for the tree. There were no presents
underneath it. He dug into the bag and placed the coal that he
gathered under the tree.
Santa spun around just in time to see stars fly before his eyes. A
sharp pain went through his head and he fell on his back with his
knees up. When the colored spots cleared and he regained his
vision in the newly-lit room, his eyes focused on the hostile
brown eyes of Cassandra. The girl was wearing a long-sleeve white
shirt with black sweatpants and black slippers. Both hands were
holding a wooden bat as if ready to strike again.
"Who the hell are you?" The child demanded.
"Why, I'm Santa Clause," he replied, trying to form his trademark
jolly grin.
"Ain't no such thing as Santa Clause! You're either one of those
guys from the mall, or a thief!" She stepped closer.
"N-no, I most certainly am not."
"Prove it." She stood the wide end of the bat on the white floor.
"What do I want for Christmas?"
Reaching behind his back, Santa pulled out a list and a pair of
glasses. "It says here that you wish for a lot of dolls, a
vibrating... ahem, D-I-L-D-O, and a golden thong.
Cassandra's steely gaze slowly lost its touch. "How did you know?
I never told anyone."
Santa chuckled and stood. "I told you, I'm Santa Clause. I know
all about the children who celebrate Christmas. I know who's
naughty and who's nice. You, Cassandra, are a very naughty little
girl."
"Yeah? What's your point?"
"My point is, all I have for you this year is a big lump of coal."
"Coal?"
"Yes. That's what everyone on my naughty list deserves. Maybe next
year, you can be a good little girl and ask me for something more
appropriate." He stood and grasped his bag. "Bye, now." He waved
and started to walk past her.
Like a miniature Babe Ruth, Cassandra swung the bat at Santa's
left leg.
"Ahh!" he wailed as the bat connected with his kneecap. Dropping
his bag, he bent his leg and palmed the injury with both hands.
The weapon hit him again, this time in the right kneecap. "Ow!" He
lost his balance and fell on his back.
Cassandra dropped the stick. Before Santa could get up, he felt
fingers digging into the waistline of his pants. The red trousers
sunk to his knees before Cassandra did the same with his underwear
and pulled them both to his ankles. Kicking her slippers off, she
pushed his sweatpants down, exposing her panty-less lower body.
She then pulled her shirt over her head and threw it aside.
The 10-year-old girl straddled Santa Clause's lap with her knees
on either side of his thighs. Roughly, she squeezed Santa's hard
dick with her left hand and guided it to her small cunt. It went
in easily.
"Little-dicked, fat bastard," she murmured.
Santa was shocked at her language. "Young lady, what are you
doing?"
"What does it look like I doing?" Cassandra began to ride him. She
would lift herself with her knees, then literally drop herself on
his pelvis. Her ass loudly slapped against his pelvis. Santa
moaned as he laid helplessly on the floor.
"Fuck me, you fat bastard! I could barely feel your fuckin' dick!"
"Cassandra, stop it!" Santa exclaimed, trying to sound strict. "I
won't give you anything ever again if you don't stop this minute!"
Ignoring the statement, Cassandra bounced on Santa's lap like a
wild child. She was disappointed that some of the boys in her
class were bigger than him. Still, at least he could cum.
Santa was all out of ideas. He couldn't get away. If he tried, she
would beat him to a pulp with the bat. Not to mention, in the back
of his mind, he was beginning to like this forbidden activity.
"I'll stop when you shoot all that eggnog in my pussy!"
Tightly holding onto his cock, Cassandra rotated on his lap. With
every full circle, she would slam her ass onto him, then lift up
and make another circle. Her hands were on his shoulders, pinching
them with her long nails. They made him wince, along with the
cock-pulling.
Suddenly, a spurt of cum raced upward into Cassandra's pussy.
"Uhh..." the man and girl moaned together.
Cassandra arched her back when the next load went inside of her.
Santa gasped and lifted his torso a bit. She pushed him back down
and held onto his chest. He grit his teeth upon squirting inside
of her again. Her hands slid down to her sides and she continued
to ride him.
When Santa Clause was empty enough for her, Cassandra finally
palmed his chest and rolled off him. He gasped when his cum-soaked
dick popped out of her. Giving him no time to rest, she grabbed
his right wrist with both hands and pulled. The man pushed himself
up and she got behind him.
Holding her right wrist and thrusting sideways, Cassandra bumped
into his back, causing him to stumble forward a little. Like a
football player, she tackled him again, nearly making him trip on
his still-lowered pants and briefs. He got the hint and speed-
walked to the door, nearly fall over several times.
"Now get out, and don't come back without my fuckin' presents!"
Cassandra said as he took the first step out of the apartment. She
closed the door behind him.
Quickly, Santa pulled his briefs and pants up. Taking a final look
back, he rushed upstairs and back to the roof. Thankfully, the
nine reindeer were wide awake. He climbed into the sleigh and they
were off.
As they flew, Santa realized that he left the bag of coal in
Cassandra's apartment. Not wanting to encounter the 10-year-old
again, he decided to leave it there.
___________________________________________
From then on, Santa never made a naughty list again. Instead, he
gave everyone their presents, no matter what they asked for.