It's been far too long, my little Ho Ho Ho's, and I wasn't about to leave you guys without a 12th installment of my Sweet Butt Chronicles. First, I'd like to wish you all a very Merry Christmas. I've been extra naughty this year, and I'm about to make all of you get off that nice list and straight onto Santa's list of bad little girls who need a good spanking.
Speaking of Spankings... Did I ever tell you about that time I went to the mall and had my way with a naughty little elf by the name of Annelise? No? Well, You're in luck because I'm about to tell you how I ended up becoming a permanent member of Santa's naughty list.
Christmas is a special day where family and friends come together to celebrate their love for each other by giving gifts, eating good food, and living a happy life. I tend to hate Christmas because most of the Sweet Butts end up going away to spend time with their families, and all of us dirty, old bikers, stay at the clubhouse drinking our cares away. Don't get me wrong, I love my brothers, but sometimes you want a little companionship when it comes to the holidays.
Knowing that I would be spending my time alone, I headed straight to the mall, ready to pick up some desperate soccer mom in search of that perfect gift or a little naive college girl working hard during the holidays. Never in my wildest dreams, did I ever think I'd end up riding Santa's elf in the back of his sleigh.
There I was, scoping out the massive crowd on Christmas Eve, prowling for my next big score, when all of the sudden a body slams into me and jingles. Yes, I kid you not, she fucking jingled. When I looked down to see my jingly assailant, my eyes rested on the prettiest damn elf I'd ever seen. Scorching dyed red hair, beautiful blue eyes, and a damn smile that would make a Gingerbread man jealous, the little elf stole my breath away just by slamming into my path. She stared up at me with frightened eyes, obviously never encountering a massive biker before.
"Oh, excuse me. I'm so sorry. I'm late for my shift and wasn't watching where I was going."
"Santa's not gonna be happy with you, Jingles," I said with a grin.
"No, he's not. I better get back there quick." She was nervous. The way she nibbled on her bright red lip was adorable. Her cheeks even pinked in embarrassment when my hungry eyes met hers.
She started to walk away but I couldn't help myself, I grabbed her hand and whipped her around to me.
"Whoa," she exclaimed, her eyes round and widening in fear.
"Hold on, Jingles, we haven't been properly introduced. The name's Switchblade, and it must be my holiday cheer or something, but you got my candy cane rock hard and ready to be devoured."
She pushed away, her entire face the shade of a tomato. "Oh my, that's... well... very NAUGHTY!" she screeched.
"Come on, Jingles, you can't tell me that a girl as beautiful as you hasn't gotten naughty before?"
She looked around the mall, taking a step backward. "I gotta go," she quickly squeaked before ducking into the crowd and running away from me. That only made me want her more and I stopped honing in on the soccer moms and shifted my focus to adding an elf to those notches on my bedpost. I didn't care how or when, but Jingles the Elf would be in my bed by the end of the day, I'd bet Rudolph's shiny nose on it.
I followed the crowd toward Santa's workshop, a ginormous display in the middle of the mall filled with fake snow, lots of screaming brats, and mom's that looked like they were about to attack Santa for creating so many little monsters. Most of the kids were happy to see the red-suited man, but the few that weren't, were priceless. I loved watching the little booger goblins scream in fear as their parents forced them to sit on some stranger's lap and tell him all about what they wanted for Christmas. I knew what I wanted, Jingles, and since she was perched on the outside of the display, I knew I could make my move on her without causing too much attention.
"Hey, Jingles, what's up?"
"Go away," she whispered, looking to see if anyone noticed me.
"I can't."
"Why not?"
"Cause I got a thing for cute girls that wear shoes that curl and jingle."
She giggled. Finally, we're getting somewhere.
"What's your real name, Jingles?"
"Annelise... you need to go before you get me fired." She looked toward the mall security guard dressed up like a reindeer and grimaced. With the way he was looking at us, I could tell that they had some kind of thing going on. Maybe he was her boyfriend, or maybe he was just doinking her on the side, whatever their relationship was, he definitely was not happy that a biker was moving in on his precious little elf. Fuck you Prancer, this elf is mine.
"You know, I bet you'd be the perfect fuck. You're small and sexy with all the right curves. Why don't you and I go some place more private so I can take you for a rock around the Christmas tree?"
"I need this job!" she whispered under her breath. "You'll get me fired."
"Um, tomorrow is Christmas, isn't this a seasonal gig?"
She shot me a look over her shoulder that screamed intrigue. Yeah, she definitely wanted me.
"See? What do you have to lose? Come be naughty with me, Annelise. A girl like you needs to be ravished and fucked, not stuck handing out candy canes to bratty little children that don't deserve it."
She glanced around the set up at her co-workers before letting out a frustrated sigh. "It would piss Theo off if he saw me disappearing with you. That bastard slept with the Sunglasses Kiosk Girl two days ago and I just found about it. That's why I was late to work. I was trying to compose myself in the bathroom."
"See, you definitely need a good dicking. Come on, I think I see the perfect place for you and I to have a little fun, and payback Prancer for fucking you over."
She let out a giggle, and while no one was looking, I grasped Annelise's hand, and pulled her behind the display, straight into Santa's little workshop and into his giant sleigh. The sleigh was at least thirty feet tall, but there was a special little ladder inside the display that led up inside of it. There were a few presents taped to sides, to make it look full, but underneath was an open space, big enough for two naughty people to have some fun.
"Oh my, we can't do this in Santa's sleigh. That would be horrible."
"And so much fun. Imagine what Theo would think if he found us together."
"He'd be pissed," she said, grinning deviously. I took her moment of vulnerability as a sign to move in.
My fingers laced with hers, bringing her close enough that I could feel her excited breaths panting against my lips. My thumb traced her nipples through her flimsy shirt until it formed an aroused bud, something I could pinch and tease between my fingers. She moaned against my mouth as my lips grazed over hers, refusing to dive in until I knew she was all in.
"Make me be naughty, Switchblade," she moaned, as I pinched her nipples even harder, tugging them toward me so my lips could crash down on hers. I slid my hand up inside of her shirt, pushing away the lacy fabric of her bra until my hand was covering her breasts and I was kneading them in my beefy hands. My tongue forced its way into her mouth, playing with hers for a minute until my cock was practically busting in my pants. He needed release, (especially since Quinn has deprived him lately) and was about to do anything to get it--even fuck Santa's elf in the middle of his big ole sleigh.
My fingers toyed with her shirt, lifting it away from her body until she was only wearing her striped leggings. "Bend over," I instructed, pushing her down until her ass was the perfect height for fucking. "Time to make you naughty, Annelise." It was more of a warning than anything else. She needed to know what was coming next, and the window of saying no was quickly dwindling. When she didn't say anything to protest my advances, I used my hand to work her leggings down to her ankles until all I could see was her bare ass. "Commando, I like it."
She looked back at me with a mischievous grin, "Panties are fucking pointless, Switchblade."
"Yes, they fucking are, Annelise."
I grabbed a condom from my pocket and ran it over my length, almost laughing when I realized that it was a colored and themed condom that made my cock look like a fucking candy cane. Damn it, Ice. You fucking bastard. That motherfucker must've switched my stash out for themed ones as a joke. Oh, well, nothing says Merry Christmas, like fucking an elf in Santa's Sleigh with a hard as a rock candy cane.
My first thrust came without warning, spearing the pretty little elf's pussy with precision and tenacity. She couldn't help the tiny little cry that came out, or the few that came after, my cock was giving her all kinds of gifts she never expected. We all know that I'm the gift that keeps on giving.
"You like this, don't you?"
"Yesssss," she hissed, her voice coming out almost as a whisper.
I grabbed her hips and ramped up my pace, the entire sleigh was rocking and rolling with each horny thrust, and it wasn't long before her quiet cries became aroused screams.
"More," she yelled out.
I grabbed her hair that was sticking out beneath her hat and jerked her head back toward me. "Tell me you're a naughty elf."
"I'm a naughty elf," she moaned, pushing her ass into each thrust.
"And who's on the naughty list?" I smacked her ass, a hellacious sting rippled through my palm from the sheer force of it, but I needed to leave my mark, dropping a hand-print tattoo straight on her ass as a proud mark of possession.
"We are."
"Good girl, I like my girls rough and naughty." I spanked her again, this time making sure to rub the spot before bringing down another punishing smack. She obviously enjoyed that because I felt her constrict around my cock, her walls squeezing me as she found her release.
"OH JINGLE BELLS!" she screamed, coming all over my cock. Her orgasm only fueled me. It was like I was embodying the Energizer Bunny with how fast my thrusts came and how hard they went in her. They felt long-lasting and never-ending.
I was relentless, fluctuating between spankings and my fingers digging into her skin as I pummeled her pussy with my candy cane covered cock.
I was getting close, I could feel my balls tightening and my cock building its seed, ready to give her the gift that keeps on giving, but that release was rudely interrupted by a giant teddy bear that decided to start a WWE match with me by powerlining me in the head. He wasn't the only one, a toy train came skidding to a halt by Annelise's hands, and a toy soldier tried to cop a feel on her breasts as he fell from the walls of the sleigh and landed beneath her in the most provocative way, creating some strange toy/biker/elf threesome in the back of Santa's sleigh.
I was too in my head and needing a release to comprehend what was happening around me. I didn't give a fuck how many toys tried to stop me, my orgasm was coming like the Polar Express, and was coming to a stop in the station. My seed spilled into her violently, filling every inch of that candy cane condom with my baby juices.
I felt like a Christmas king coming down from that orgasm. Not only did I get to fuck my little elf, but what happened after was so goddamn epic, I'll never forget it.
You know that song, I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus? Well, every kid in that mall has an even racier song to sing, one involving a naked elf, a candy cane covered cock, and a biker who knew when to exit before getting arrested.
Yup, Santa's sleigh was not built to handle Switchblade's thrusts of love, because I rocked her world so hard the whole thing came crashing down, spilling us out into the fake snow like two naked and broken marionettes without strings.
"Mommy, why does that man have a candy cane on his pee pee, and why does that elf got a nakie bottom?" Yeah, I took little Johnny's words as my cue to make a quick exit. Switchblade knows when to cut tail and run, and I wasn't about to get elf fucking added to my record.
Before you crazy Sweet Butts go all postal on me for christening Santa's sleigh , I'd like to formally apologize to any of the children who may now see candy canes in a different light because of my antics that day. To the mothers and fathers who had to explain the birds and the bees to their children after the dreaded sleigh incident, and to Santa, who has now permanently placed me on his naughty list. It's hard having an elf fetish, and I have since learned my lesson about making Ho Ho Ho's out of Santa's Naughty little elves. Next time I'll make sure my North Pole takes them in the privacy of my bedroom, even though Santa just seems to know when you're sleeping or awake.
Well, my beautiful Sweet Butts. I know this one was short and not so sweet, but I wanted to give you a little something for Christmas. You know, spread the love around and around. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to you all.
Until next time.
Always in your dreams,
Switchblade
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