Naughty Sleigh Ride Read Online Alexa Riley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Forbidden, Novella Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 7
Estimated words: 5594 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 28(@200wpm)___ 22(@250wpm)___ 19(@300wpm)
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My cock is so hard it’s pointing right at Noel when I take it out. The fat tip is dripping cum, and I use my hand to spread it around before jacking myself a few times. The relief of spilling out more cum is enough to take the edge off. But not for long.

When the elves take off her panties, the sight of her bare pussy makes my mouth water and my cock weep. She’s shaved slick, and I can see how pink and pretty her center is as they pry her knees apart.

“Let me go!” she screams as I kneel on the ground between her legs.

“Gonna find out just how nice you taste,” I warn her before I dip my head and slide my tongue up the slit of her cunt.

The sweetness of her pussy makes me moan, and I need more. My hand stays on my cock, and I jack off while I bury my face in her pussy.

At first, she shouts for me to stop, but the wetter she gets the weaker her pleas become. When I shove my tongue in her tight little hole, she bares down on it, and I grin. I decide to show her just how magical Santa can be and slide my tongue all the way inside her and then curl it up so that I can lick her G-spot. Soon enough, she’s riding my face and rubbing her clit against my nose while I tongue-fuck her.

“She loves it,” I hear one of the elves whisper from beside me.

“Look how much she wants it,” one elf says to the first.

“Think we’ll get a turn?” another asks.

I watch as Noel tries to fight her orgasm, but eventually my tongue wins out, and she cums on my face. My beard is wet from it, and I happily rub it all over my mouth as I lap it up. She’s so wet and soft as her pussy relaxes and makes it easy for me to take what I want.

“Now me,” I tell Noel, and she looks at me with hooded eyes. I climb on the sleigh and move up her body until my cock is in front of her face. I brush the swollen tip of my dick against her lips, watching the fat head get darker from how badly I need to cum. “Open your mouth, sugarplum.”

One of the elves grabs her hair, and she does what she’s told. When she opens her mouth, I slide my cock right in, and then my eyes roll to the back of my head.

“That feels so good.” I plant my hands on the sleigh above her head and push into her mouth. “That’s my naughty girl.” When I sink in a little more, she swallows around my cock. “Fuck, you’re better than Mommy.”

She whimpers but swallows again, and I slide slowly in and out. She’s sucking me so good that I won’t last long, but that doesn't matter.

“That’s it, take it all the way back. Breathe through your nose.” I grunt and then push in deep as my cock throbs.

The elves hold her in place while I cum in her mouth and she licks it up. Having her suck out the last drop feels like heaven, and I hate pulling out. Then I remind myself there are more holes to come, and my cock is rock hard again.

“Y-you taste like a candy cane,” she says, sounding surprised.

“You do too,” I tell her and then move down her body until we’re face to face. I kiss her mouth, letting her taste her own release, and when I pull back, her eyes are wide.

“It’s like a cinnamon candy cane,” she says more to herself.

“You’re a little spicier than I am,” I tell her. “Your taste reminds me of Mommy.”

“No.” She shakes her head and closes her eyes before turning away.

“Let’s see if your nipples taste the same too,” I tell her as I move my mouth down her body. Grabbing the material of her night shirt, I rip it off so she’s completely naked.

Her tits are full and heavy, and I push them together with my hands. Then I greedily feast on her nipples at the same time while rubbing my face all over them. She seems to like the feel of my beard on them because she arches to get closer.

“Mmm.” I moan as I pop one nipple out of my mouth and then go to the other. “Like marshmallows.”

“Are you finished yet?” She tries to act like she doesn’t want it, but I can smell how badly she does.

“Come on, sugarplum,” I say, and her eyes meet mine. “It’s time to sit on Santa’s lap.”

CHAPTER 4

SANTA

I take a seat in the sleigh, and the elves lift her off the floor of it. I spread my knees wide and pat my thighs as they carry her over to me. “Right here, Noel.”


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