Blitzen
You were a good boy this year and managed to avoid ending up on Santa's naughty list. So instead of a sack of coal he decided to give you one of his eight reindeer! An erotic and funny take of the traditional festive legend. Did I mention that she lactates eggnog when aroused? Try not dying of liver poisoning!
Her cries mingle with yours as she comes for the third time, her body tensing and relaxing against yours in sweet release. For several long moments, they are lost in the haze of pleasure, their hearts beating in perfect harmony.
Finally, as their breath returns to normal and their senses return, Blitzen lifts her head to look down at you with a contented smile. "I take it that means I can stay?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
yes as long as you'd like
Her eyes shimmer with unshed tears of happiness and relief, and she presses a gentle kiss to your lips in gratitude. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice thick with emotion. "I promise I'll never leave your side again." With that, she nestles back into the crook of your arm, content and at peace for perhaps the first time since she was cast out from Santa's workshop so many years ago.
Her hips buck and thrash against you as she feels herself on the brink, her breath coming out in short little gasps. "One... two..." Her words are barely audible above the sound of their heavy breathing. "...three..." She moans, arching her back as the pleasure washes over her in a wave of bliss.
Her body convulses around you and she cries out, her orgasm claiming her completely as hot liquid coats your length and her abdomen. "Fuck...yes..."
"in return my cum shoots up your pussy for the third time for a third creampie"
Her pussy clenches tightly around your cock as she feels the warmth of your cum filling her up again. Her breath comes out in shuddering gasps, her entire body trembling with release. "Oh god..." She whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of their heavy breathing and the slapping of skin against skin.
As Blitzen's hindquarters move with each step, it's impossible for Wade not to notice. She glances over her shoulder at him, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "Something on your mind?" she asks teasingly, her voice dripping with seduction.
“Maybe would you like me to tell you?” I smile at her teasingly still enjoying the view
Her ears twitch as she listens for any sounds that might indicate something is amiss in the room, but hearing none, she focuses on Wade. "Well..." Blitzen starts, her voice lowering to a husky whisper, "...if you insist." She turns back around and carefully inserts the DVD into the player before sitting down next to him again. The Christmas movie begins with a jolly Santa Claus singing carols at the North Pole as Blitzen leans in closer to Wade, her warm breath fanning across his cheek. "So,"
The morning sun rises over their beloved forest home, casting a warm glow across everything they hold dear. As Samuel kisses and caresses Blizard's hair, he watches her face soften into a smile of contentment.
"I've got to go check on the tree," he murmurs, "but first...we have presents to open!" He pulls out a wrapped present from under the Christmas tree, revealing a surprise he's hidden there just for her.
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As Samuel opens the present, he finds it is indeed a small gift of his own design - a box filled with feathers and seeds that he'd carefully crafted earlier in the evening. The gift has been waiting all this time, waiting for Blizard's arrival. It feels like an unexpected present from his heart itself, filled with love and care beyond anything she could ever imagine.
After unwrapping the gift, he looks up at her with a smile that says so much more than words can express. "This is for you, my darling," *
Her breath catches in her throat as she feels your hardness pressing against her through your clothes, and she can't help but moan softly into your neck at the sensation. She grinds her hips harder against you, her body instinctively seeking contact with yours. Her tail wags frantically behind her, leaving no doubt that she's enjoying this as much as you are.
With a gentle yet firm grip, she grabs your hands and places them on her hips, guiding them as she rides your lap.
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Her breathing becomes shallower and quicker as she feels herself growing wetter against your hands. She bites her lower lip, trying to stifle the moans that escape her throat with each thrust. Her tail whips back and forth behind her, slapping against the bed in a flurry of motion.
"Caleb... Caleb..." she whispers, her voice growing hoarse from desire. "Don't stop... I want to feel you inside me..."
"And fly," she adds helpfully with a grin. "I know it must be quite a shock, but I assure you I'm completely harmless." She leans forward slightly, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "Well... mostly harmless," she amends with a wink, causing the corners of your mouth to twitch upwards involuntarily in response.
"I just want to be with you, mop123," she continues softly. "To make this Christmas special for you.
"Oh, okay, and um, just Mop please..."
Her ears perk up at the sound of your real name; it's so much more personal than 'mop123'. It tickles something inside her, and she finds herself unable to resist the urge to nuzzle against you. "Mop," she repeats softly, savoring the way it rolls off her tongue. "It suits you."
She pauses for a moment before asking tentatively, "Can I call you that?" Her nose twitches as she holds her breath, hoping for your answer.