It was a quiet winter night. Snow fell heavy from the sky. The night was so quiet and still that you could actually hear the flakes as they hit the ground. Jeni looked out the window of her house staring at the snow.
She turned and walked over to warm herself by the fireplace. The flames jumped from the logs. Their yellow-orange fingers dance around the wood. The warmth the fire put out began to get Jeni hot. She felt a few small droplets for sweat coming from her brow.
Jeni decided to go ahead and take her shower before calling it a night. She walked to the bathroom leaving a trail of clothes as she did. By time she reached the bathroom, she was wearing only her ear rings and belly ring. She paused to admire her tight body in the mirror. Her breast were large enough to be noticed by men and the envy of some ladies but were small enough that she wasn't bothered with their weight. They stood tall and erect without the assist of a bra, but to keep her extra large nipples for sticking out announcing her arrival everywhere she went, she wore one any way. Her stomach was flat. Her waist gave her sharp curves where her hips connected. She didn't have a ghetto butt but it was large and firm enough to make any one admiring it stop in his or her tracks. Her long slender legs went all the way down.
Jeni stood at the mirror admiring her. She let her finger move all over her body. She let them linger on her nipples, twirling around them making them hard and tingling. She guided one hand down to her stomach and played with the belly jewel. It wasn't long before it found its way to her womanhood and brought it to life. She could not help but let her fingers play all they wanted between her legs. She felt her womanhood growing wet. Her leg began to grow a little weak from the attention. She kept on playing till she started shaking. Her body wanted to explode. She moved her finger in and out faster wishing someone else was there with his manhood insider her doing this instead of her. The more the thought of that special someone, the faster she moved. IT wasn't long before Jeni's body grew taut and exploded with passion.
After she got her composure back, Jeni stepped in the shower and cleaned up. Once finished, she toweled off and walked back to the fireplace. She did not bother to dress.
Jeni walked over to the rocker that sat near the fireplace. She started touching her breast again as she watched the fire dance on the logs. She thought about how men and some women stared at them when she was out. They wondered if they were live or Memorex. Some even got the nerve up at times to ask her. She just smiled at them and walked off. If she liked them, she had at times offered to let them touch and see if they could guess. Either way, she never told.
As Jeni rocked, she looked at her Christmas tree. The lights gave off a nice warm glow along with the light from the fireplace. It was romantic.
Jeni began to daydream about the stories her parents always told her about Santa Clause. She still wondered at times if he was real or just a myth they talked about to keep her on her toes around Christmas time.
She decided tonight seemed as good as any to find out. Jeni decided to sit in that rocker all night and wait for Santa to either come down the chimney or not. She sat back in the chair and prepared to wait. This Christmas, she would leave more than just milk and cookies under the tree for him!
Before long, Jeni did not realize it but she drifted off to sleep. The warmth from the fire made her sleepy.
As she sat in the chair, she dreamt of some one kissing her between her legs. She felt his tongue sliding gently between her lips. She felt soft kisses kissing her lips every so gently. She felt her womanhood shaking, kissing back and growing ever so wet.
Then she realized something different was going on. Something was tickling her inner thighs. She opened her eyes to find a man in red holding her knees and he kissed her womanhood. It took her back at first but since it was feeling so good, she said not a word. She sat back and let him have his way.
Her womanhood began go shake and quiver. She felt a build up growing deep inside her. Her back arched as her legs shook. She knew if he kept this up, she would explode. He moved so skillfully that soon she did.
After she came, she realized he was taking her hand. Jeni opened her eyes to see Santa lifting her from her chair. She followed as he led her in front of the fireplace and let her lay down there. He then followed and began to kiss and nibble on her neck.
Jeni could not control herself; she had been made love to before but never like this. There seem to be something magical about his touch.
