{"sf1_id":637814,"sf2_id":"YnLxWgGn","title":"Sexy Santa II","author":"Blue Jay","words":714,"posted_at":"2013-12-25T19:26:00.000Z","tags":["Christmas","Comedy","Cunnilingus","Female","M/F","Male","Oral","Parody","Reindeer","Rhyme","Straight","Vaginal"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/637814-sexy-santa-ii","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/YnLxWgGn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/64/7a/647a7a42-fc1a-4800-a63a-298624255cb6","description":"#2 of Holidays\n\nOn Christmas Eve, a young woman finds a very special someone coming down the chimney...\nSo here's my Christmas entry, an unrelated sequel to an old story I did on FictionPress. Original can be read here: https://www.fictionpress.com/s/2877281/1/Sexy-Santa\nI decided to go a bit rhyme-y with this thing. Mostly for laughs, since it's such a silly idea to me, but it's all in good cheer. Er, basically. I wanted this as a regular story, but the more I mulled it over, the more fun I thought it would be to do an erotic parody song. Works for Bob Rivers!\nMerry Christmas, everyone!","content":"'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,\n\nTwo creatures were stirring, neither a mouse.\n\nThe stockings that hung did rattle and shake,\n\nUpstairs Rita feared, \"By a burglar the safety of home did break!\"\n\nShe grabbed the bat from beside the bed,\n\nVisions of cranial home runs dancing in her head.\n\nAnd she tiptoed downstairs, quiet as a cat,\n\nThat robber would be sorry, she was sure of that.\n\nWhen turning the corner she gave a loud yell,\n\nHer guest hit the ceiling, hung there, then fell.\n\nOpen wide went her eyes, taking in his form,\n\nBells, straps, and fur were no home invader's norm!\n\nThe lights on the tree gave way to his heart,\n\nRita could not up the chimney make him depart.\n\n\"Don't shoot,\" he pleaded, hands reaching for the sky,\n\n\"A reindeer-man,\" she gasped, \"But upon you can I ride?\"\n\nWith a little smirk and a glint in his eye,\n\nHe bowed down low and then sprung forward, spry!\n\n\"My sweet madam,\" said he, \"The best rides I give,\n\nTo all those who ask for a frisky way to live.\"\n\n\"But won't I transform?\" she asked, suddenly afraid.\n\n\"Sprout antlers, knicker, whinny, and neigh?\"\n\nHe only laughed her troubles away, giving a kiss.\n\n\"You won't experience anything,\" he promised, \"except for pure bliss.\"\n\nTogether their lips came, and then did their tongues,\n\nAnd slowly both descended to the rugs.\n\nTheir passion grew hot as their hands grew bold,\n\nHer bathrobe flew off, revealing bare breasts and panties of gold.\n\nHis arms to her sides, he softly laid her down,\n\nAnd spread her legs wide before going to town.\n\nShe gasped and moaned, head turning to and fro,\n\nAs her cervine lover used his teeth to unveil the treasure below.\n\nAway went the garment and all was made bare,\n\nThe stag was most eager to put his tongue there.\n\nHer cries deepening and lengthening, Rita was going mad\n\nFrom his thorough plumbing, it was an experience to be had!\n\nHe lapped at her folds that glistened with honey,\n\nTasting a treat beyond the call of money.\n\nShe thrashed and she groaned as he made her feel light,\n\nHer eyes rolling up until they were white.\n\nThe first orgasm gone, he pulled his head away;\n\nHe had still his most important card to play.\n\nSoothing brown eyes calmed her fearful green ones,\n\nAnd she knew there was no danger, only great fun.\n\n\"But wait!\" she said, putting a hand to his firm chest,\n\n\"Won't I transform, mutate, and change like the rest?\n\nGrow hooves, a muzzle, antlers, and fur across my chest?\"\n\nBut he only laughed again and said,\n\n\"The randy folks who say that aren't right in the head.\"\n\nShe then wrapped her legs around him tight, eager for more,\n\nAnd he scooched a bit closer, knocking at her door.\n\nWith a fierce grunt he blew that door down,\n\nAnd she cried out in passion a majestic sound.\n\nBucking his hips, he then went to work,\n\nLeaving no wall unrubbed, for he was no jerk.\n\nRita moaned and twisted, gasped and spasmed:\n\nSex with a reindeer was a pleasure-filled chasm!\n\nHis pace did increase, and he knew very soon\n\nThat his human lover would receive a great boon.\n\n\"More! More!\" she moaned, her tits in his face,\n\n\"I'm going mad from the feelings in my secret place!\"\n\nHe pounded and thrust as sweat rolled from his brow,\n\nHis climax was coming, it wasn't long now.\n\n\"Brace yourself!\" he grunted, burying deep, deep inside.\n\nHis mighty cock loosed it load; it was the end of her ride.\n\nGushing and flowing, surging and seeping,\n\nThere was no spot of hers that escaped his penile weeping.\n\nFuller and fuller 'til she was ready to burst,\n\nOf her sexual appetite, he'd slaked all her thirst.\n\nInto his embrace she did then collapse,\n\nSoftly asking if his place could be found on a map.\n\nHe laid her on the rug without saying a word,\n\nAnd seconds later her soft snoring was heard.\n\nWith a tip of his head, he bid her goodbye,\n\nAnd squirmed up the chimney and into the sky.\n\nBut one thing was missing, the eggnog to his rum:\n\nHe should have put it straight up her bum.\n\n_ **The End.** _\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Holidays","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/619099-secret-sauce.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/641111-howling-in-the-new-year.json"}}