Hucow Before Christmas by Jodie Brighton

Author:Jodie Brighton [Brighton, Jodie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Deepeyed
Published: 2023-11-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

A few hours later, I’m kneeling in the stall, chained by a collar, cradling my chest as Nick crouches before me.

“But why am I chained? Where would I go? I’m not wearing any clothes!” I huff at the sexy Santa, who’s unfortunately changed into a new pair of red pants.

“If your very existence depended on someone, would you not chain them in your reindeer barn?” Nick smirks. “Besides, I enjoy knowing you are here. It feels less lonely. I always wondered what this stall was for... now I know.”

“Milk, Nicholas. Focus on the milk!” a reindeer calls out.

“Yes, Clara. I’m ignoring the temptation to spank your delicious bottom again, so the least you could do is try to focus on your snow globes. We are all depending on you. Not to mention the millions of younglings whose special day you’ll ruin if you do not get to the milk making.”

Nick pinches my nipples, sending a pulse of need through my body. “Ugh. I can’t control it. It’s your magic.”

“But your globes are so big they must be full of magical nectar. We just have to work out how to make them snow,” Nick says, holding my massive breasts in his wide palms.

I stare at this sexy alien-elf, bewildered by this whole thing. That I’m the one tasked with saving Santa. Ugh, saving Christmas — that, ironically, is the ultimate punishment.

“What if I did this?” Nick lifts my chin with his thumb and presses his mouth against mine. Fireworks spark across my lips, tongue sizzling from the tip as he brushes his against mine. My nipples pebble as his fingers slide around my areolas, teasing my breasts with feathery touches.

“Anything?” he says as I gasp, trying to recover from the kiss. I think he’s just ruined me for any man that ever tries to kiss me in the future. Weirdly enough, just the thought of someone other than Nick kissing me just feels wrong now. I shake my head, biting my lip. This is feeling real. Well, as real as this can. I don’t want to lose him. I knew this before, but now I realize why and that is a little terrifying.

“Come on Clara, help me out here. What if I made you squeal those delicious noises again?”

“OooOOOoooh,” I moan as his fingers shoot between my thighs. Three fingers plunge inside my dripping kitty and more strums my clit.

“Come on, you naughty girl. Give ol’ Saint Nick your milky goodness,” he coos, finger fucking my hole while driving shockwaves of ecstasy from my clit. I grab my breasts and squeeze them — partially for support under the pleasure assault — willing them to release some milk. They must have some, each breast is as big as my head.

Faster and faster, he pumps his finger inside me, grinding his digits against my clit.

“Oh, oh!” I wail, as he makes me come in record time. My thighs clamp shut around his hands as I squeeze my breasts together, pinching the nubs, willing them to let go.

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