Lilith’s Wicked Futa’s 7 Days of Christmas

UPDATE

As this particular work has cost me quite a bit of trouble, I’m only releasing the first short from it right here. We’ll try again for Christmas 2022. But until then, enjoy Kylie’s experience.

"Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

The stockings had been hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be coming there;"

If only they knew that their dear, old, sweet St. Nick

Was actually a young futa beauty with quite a large dick

I'm quite sure you're wondering what kind of story this is

Keep reading and I'll give a hint, it might make you jizz

Christmas had always been Kylie's favorite time of year;

What with the snow and holiday cheer.

The lights and Christmas trees

And of course the all the food she could squeeze.

Oh, how she loved food. And anyone who spoke on it, she found them quite rude.

As a matter of fact, food was how this story began

No, wait- actually it began with a pan

You see, Kylie slaved away in the kitchen most of Christmas Eve

Much to the annoyance of her husband Steve,

But she prepared, alone, for the long Christmas day of hosting ahead

Her children shrieked and screamed and shouted until Kylie quite wished she were dead

But soon the darkness of night found them quite tuckered out

And with a little cajoling they went off to bed without so much as a pout.

Kylie found herself much relieved and scampered off with glee

For she'd planned quite an evening of sexual pleasures, you see

But what did she find, but her husband in bed as well fast asleep

Poor Kylie was so sexually frustrated she wanted to weep

Instead she sat in her skimpy black negligee on the bed

And considered she probably should have brought up the bottle of red

With a sigh and a groan she too lay down prepared to rest the night away

Only to be awakened to the sounds of sleigh bells and "Pray

Tell what on earth could that be?" She mumbled to herself

And shook her husband Steve, but the old lump wouldn't budge

Kylie grumbled to herself and in her heart formed a grudge

Slipping out of their bed she crept quietly to the bedroom door

And tiptoed like a mouse down the stairs to the first floor

"Who's there?" She whispered as she grabbed hold of a pan

Honestly, what else could she do? It wasn't like she had a plan

The sounds Kylie knew were coming from the den

But what if there were someone there? What would she do then?

It was far too late to back out now, so on she went

If there were burglars in the house, they wouldn't get one red cent

However, to her surprise in the den stood old St. Nick

No, not St. Nick, in her den stood a chick

"Who are you?" she squeaked, quite full of alarm

"I'm Nicolette Claus," the chick answered with smile full of charm

She was beautiful with shimmering skin and hair as white snow

And why Kylie believed her, well no one would ever know

But she lowered the pan, eyes flitting to the sack by the tree

"Why are you delivering gifts? You're not Santa, where is he?"

Nicolette sighed, for she'd thought this delivery would be quick

"I shouldn't be telling you this, but Santa's terribly sick."

"Sick?" Well, that was unfortunate she thought.

Though she couldn't deny that Nicolette was hot.

It seemed the feeling was mutual as the beautiful woman then stared

With eyes full of lust so intense Kylie wondered if she should be scared

"Yes, so I'm making his rounds this year. And what luck for you

That I'm easy to please, though cookies and milk won't quite do."

"Well, what do you want?" Kylie asked with a blink.

"I want you on your knees. It's quite a fair trade I think."

The fire in the hearth danced over her face

And Kylie felt her heart began to race

It was an awful thing for Nicolette to suggest or say

But naughty Kylie was still very much in the mood to play...

***

"Bold of you to assume I'll just get on my knees." Kylie said.

Nicolette's eyes trailed over the lingerie the housewife wore and Kylie blushed, half-heartedly closing her gown. She hadn't really thought about what it might look like barging downstairs in nothing but her lingerie, but the strange futa's eyes told her exactly what it looked like.

"Bold of you to assume I'm assuming," Nicolette answered as she undid her pants. They were red velvet, but form fitting and Kylie couldn't help but watch as she slid them down her hips to reveal a large cock that made Kylie's mouth water. She really shouldn't have stared so, but it was difficult to look away. And it was more difficult still to quell the ache that built between her thighs.

Need plagued her all day and now it rose to a boiling point as she moved towards Nicolette as if in a trance. This couldn't be real and if it couldn't be real then that meant she could enjoy herself, right? So Nicolette dropped down to her knees, staring in wonder at the pulsing swollen tip of Nicolette's arousal.

"What are you?" She whispered.

"Some call me futa, so we'll go with that," Nicolette rasped and arousal made her voice rough and deep as she trailed fingers through Kylie's hair. "Show me your breasts."

Kylie had no idea what a futa was, but that didn't stop her from untying the ribbons that held the bustier of her lingerie together, and before she could stop herself, her tongue teased over the dripping tip of Nicolette's heavy length. Her precum tasted sweet and the futa moaned in pleasure.

"Ohh, you're so excited. No wonder you were on my father's naughty list," Nicolette husked and guided Kylie's head to her length.

The naughty list? That sounded about right. The sexy hot wife opened her mouth and took Nicolette in. Slowly exploring to taste the silky skin of her cock, the sweet promise of her cum, but Nicolette had little interest in taking things slow. She held the woman's head in her hands before her hips began thrusting in short bursts. Several inches disappeared into Kylie's mouth only to reappear glistening in her saliva before disappearing once more and Kylie struggled to keep up, sucking greedily as Nicolette's breaths grew shallow.

With every rising promise of her orgasm the futa pressed Kylie forward, eyes rolling back until she was on her knees and Kylie lay on her back, accepting her needy thrusts as Nicolette used her in the way Kylie had only dreamed of being used. Her eyes burned and watered, but the tears didn't shed as Nicolette drew back, shaft dripping with spit and her precum and Kylie moaned as the beautiful futa squeezed the mounds of the housewife's double D breasts together. Heavy swells that encased her throbbing length perfect.

"You have the most amazing breasts of any human I've ever seen," Nicolette moaned and her hips began their thrusts again.

Pride swelled along with Kylie's desire and she opened her mouth as she tilted her head forward to suck the tip of Nicolette Claus' futa cock.

Kylie thought she might go mad from the emptiness of her poor needy pussy, but Nicolette wasn't quite done and after a moment she moved down the housewife's voluptuous body to slide between her thighs.

"Mmm, so needy I can smell you. My father put you on the naughty list, but I think I'll change it to nice and give you what you need. A good stocking stuffer."

She grasped Kylie's hips with white gloved hands and angled her upwards as the futa pressed her tip against the beautiful woman's swollen sex and Kylie covered her mouth to stifle the scream of pleasure as she was impaled on nine inches of futa cock. Thick, long, meaty, and nailing her perfectly in just the way that she needed. It wasn't gentle.

After all, Nicolette was on a schedule.

Her gloved fingers bruised the housewife's hips as her thrusts penetrated deep and long inside of her temporary lover whose large breasts bounced. Pleasure radiated hotly, quickly, racing through the woman's core and veins and built as Nicolette's tip massaged something in her. Something sensitive and delicious and the housewife's thighs trembled and shook until she thought she might pass out from the orgasm that stripped her.

The bulbs on the tree tinkled as she grabbed hold of it and the crackling fire seemed to surge higher, hotter as Nicolette's cock pummeled her stuffed cunt. Her petals spread every time Nicolette drove in deeper, harder, her panting breaths loud in the silence and the slapping of their skin joined to create a symphony of lustful sound the crescendoed before Kylie came again and Nicolette pulled out, gloved hand vigorously stroking her cock until white pleasure spurted to cover the lacey threads of Kylie's lingerie and glistening sex.

Gusts of air escaped St. Nick's futa daughter in heavy breaths, and she watched in lustful pleasure as Kylie smeared her seed along her folds before slowly sliding back inside. This time her thrusts were slow, languid as she came down and Kylie's finger circled rapidly around her clit as she came around the futa's softening length and when Nicolette pulled out, her shaft was shiny with Kylie's release.

"Mmm, a good night to all and to all a good night," Nicolette said raspily as she moved to rise, fixing herself in her pants. "I wish you a very merry Christmas."

And Kylie lay in the bliss of pleasure as the futa took another cookie from the tray and the wind howled and the fire went out as Nicolette disappeared.y. . .