This is a different take on "Naughty Christmas Traditions"
As I started that story, I realized there were several directions I could go with it.
i couldn't decide which story to write, so I wrote them all! Hopefully I get them all submitted in time for the winter holiday contest.
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Amy and Neil were almost done with the decorations on the Christmas tree. It was turning into a yearly tradition where they would have a bottle of wine, or two, and decorate the tree on Christmas eve together.
They had no children yet so they didn't really need it up earlier, as long as it was up for Neil's parents on Christmas day, they were good to go.
After the wine, and the togetherness of the decorating, they made love by the lights of the tree. Actually they didn't always make love, usually they simply fucked.
It was a tradition for them, and one they both looked forward to. Part of the tradition was that they also exchanged one early gift, something to be used in the first part of the tradition
This year Amy's husband Neil had given her a present that could only be clothing. She recognized the box as something from her favorite lingerie shop.
She had accepted the present with raised eyebrows and a smile. "Oooh, sounds like fun!" She said. "I think I should go get a bath. Clean up a little first." She told Neil with a wink, refilling her wine glass and heading off to the bathroom.
Amy took her time. She ran a hot bath with lots of soothing bubbles, while sipping her wine. She was feeling pretty good, and getting really horny. She loved the anticipation of sex, and knew Neil did too, so she forced herself to take her time.
While the tub was filling she made sure she had everything she needed to pamper herself a little bit before the main event with her husband. She also opened her present and tried it on, getting wetter with excitement.
Neil, meanwhile had some preparations of his own. He went downstairs to get ready, fighting back the urge to join his wife in the tub.
When her tub was full and the water just right, Amy slipped in under the bubbles. She lay back and let the steamy water soothe her excited body. She sipped more wine and enjoyed the relaxing water and the buzz she was feeling.
Her hands eventually went to her pussy, wet since she came to the bathroom with playtime on her mind.
As she ran her long fingers into her swollen labia she sighed. She ran some sexy scenes in her mind of what was going to happen in front of the Christmas tree in just a little while.
All of her fantasies involved her in the slutty red outfit she had already tried on in front of the full length mirror while the tub filled.
She loved the way she looked in the red satin lingerie with the white faux fur trim. It was a bustier, even though her tits needed no help standing up on their own.
It had open cups for her nipples to peak out, and they were hard as little marbles with excitement.
There were small red crotches panties with "NAUGHTY" embroidered across the top, also in white.
The opening of the panties showed off her puffy pussy, and was also trimmed with the fake white fur.
Straps from the bustier held up silken red stockings, and with the her red heels would really show off her muscular legs. The white trim of everything highlighted her deep tan.
She slowly and gently worked her pussy as she pictured her husband, with hunger in his eyes as he explored her body. Feasting on her as he went.
She worked one slender finger up and down between her lips as the fingers of her other hand went back and forth slowly across her stiff clitoris.
Eventually her fingers weren't enough, and she reached for her slender waterproof vibe.
She worked it lengthwise between her lips and across her stiff clitoris a few times before slipping it easily into her pussy.
She gently worked it in and out, occasionally slipping it up across her swelling clit, before delving back into her wet pussy as she moaned.
When she started to feel her climax coming on, and the urge to finish herself, she stopped. She wanted to prolong her anticipation, enjoying her heightened arousal.
She switched off the vibe and set it on the shelf. Then after more wine she took up her razor and shaved every hair from her body, knowing Neil would be enjoying it soon.
When she was finished she got out of the tub and dried off with a big soft towel, before she applied a scented lotion to her firm, tan body in front of the mirror. She put a lot of work into her body, and was proud of the results.
Then she carefully put on her new lingerie before combing out her long lustrous blonde hair and putting on just enough makeup to highlight her pretty, blue eyes.
Then she applied a bright red, shiny lipstick to her full lips, making them as alluring as the rest of her body.
She stopped by the bedroom on her way downstairs and retrieved the carefully wrapped present she had hidden from Neil. She smiled knowing he was going to love it. In reality it was a gift for herself, but she knew Neil would enjoy it just as much.
She slipped on her red "fuck me" pumps and hid the gift behind her back as she continued to her rendezvous in front of the tree.
When she got downstairs she found the Christmas tree lights were the only illumination in the room. The sparkling lights and the Christmas Carols playing low gave the room a festive, yet under the circumstances, erotic feel. In fact there was almost a magical atmosphere to the night, enhanced no doubt by the wine.
She didn't see Neil, he was probably doing some preparations himself, so she knelt down to put his present under the tree.
As she was on her knees, leaning down and forward to reach under the lowest branches, she could feel the silky fabric of her crotchless panties pull tight around her pussy.
She could just imagine what she looked like from behind, she knew her meaty labia were peaking out from between her swollen outer lips, and it gave her a thrill when she heard from behind her, "Ho Ho Ho! What have we got here? Looks like a naughty little girl putting presents under the tree!" His voice, always deep, was exaggerated lower than usual, and he spoke loudly.
Amy wiggled her ass at him and looked back over her shoulder to see his face. He was wearing a Santa hat, along with a white wig and beard. All very traditional. But from the neck down, tradition ended.
He had on a red coat with white furry trim, but it was open to show off his masculine chest and Harley Davidson tattoo. The sparse dark hair was a contrast with the white fur of the jacket, and it ran down his flat torso to disappear in his red speedos. Below that he wore his black Engineer boots. He was by far the sexiest Santa she had ever seen.
She took a good look over her shoulder before she straightened and turned to face him. Still on her knees she looked at his semi erect cock bulging in his skimpy underwear, and her mouth watered, hoping he would walk up to her and whip it out.
But Neil had other plans, for now. "Santa doesn't see the drink that should be left out for him. I guess that is another check on the little girls naughty list. He pulled a sheet of paper and pencil from the pocket of his coat.
Amy saw her name on the paper as "Santa" unfolded it. But part of her knew the handwriting was far too nice to be Neil's. But before she could contemplate the beautiful penmanship he spoke again.
He said in his deep voice, "This is a pretty long list already, you have been a very naughty girl this year. Very naughty indeed. You may not get a present this year little girl! You may just end up with a lump of coal!"
He made a show of licking the end of the pencil and writing a notation on his list.
Amy lowered her head and raised her eyes to him, she bit her lip and tried to look as submissive as possible. "I'm sorry Santa! What can I do to make up for it?" She lowered her eyes to his bulge and said, "I would really like a present from you!"
She tried to sound as innocent and apologetic as she could, but the last sentence came out as pure lust, and her eyes smoldered as she gazed at the present she really wanted.
Neil recognized her submissive attitude. It was a game they had recently discovered that they both enjoyed. It was becoming a regular part of their sex lives.
"Well first of all little girl, you could get Santa a drink. Some of your husbands best bourbon would be nice." Neil told her in his best Santa voice.
Amy sprung to her feet "Right away Santa!" She grabbed the bottle and a glass from the nearby side table and poured a few fingers for Santa.
When she presented the tumbler to him, she kept her eyes lowered, trying to look as submissive as possible. She was actually still looking at his cock. She was sure it had grown more.
Santa took a sip of the strong drink, enjoying the warmth that flowed through his body. it was much better than a curdling glass of milk.
He looked at her and recognized the restlessness he saw, as she waited for whatever he had planned. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other and looked at him hopefully.
"You would probably love to sit on Santa's lap and tell him what you want for Christmas, wouldn't you little girl?" He said in his deep voice, before taking another sip of the top shelf bourbon.
