Santa’s Lap – #Erotica

Will her husband be able to measure up to Santa's lap and his bouncing knee?

Susie was out doing some holiday shopping when she thought it might be fun to go over and have a visit with Santa.  Perhaps her husband might enjoy pictures of his beautiful wife sitting on Santa’s lap, she thought as she approached the display, which was pretty empty this time of day.  Magically no one was in line at all, so Susie was able to walk right up and meet Santa Claus! “I hope I’m not too old to sit on Santa’s lap,” she said, giggling as she set down her bags and lowered herself onto his lap. The jolly old man with a long white beard and a fuzzy red suit didn’t seem to mind a bit that beautiful Susie wanted to take a seat on his knee even if she was a full-grown adult—his belly shook as he laughed with beautiful Susie on his lap waiting to get the picture.  Just like with all the other people that sit on Santa’s lap, Santa bounced his knee under Susie, bouncing her as if she was one of his usual visitors instead of a grown adult woman.  Susie was getting lost in the holiday atmosphere and the cheerful energy of the jolly St. Nick she was seated on. Within seconds something unusual happened.

The bouncing of Santa’s knee sent Susie’s emotions in a different direction than she had ever expected when she decided to visit Santa at the mall. After only two seconds of bouncing, she felt a tingle that started to pull on her inner thigh, a familiar feeling she got when she was in bed with her husband, and he was hitting all the right spots. She cleared her throat and adjusted herself, not wanting to succumb to the sensations that were creeping through her most sensitive parts. After another two bounces of Santa’s knee, Susie was squirming on his lap, and her face was flushed with pleasure.  “Oh. Oh my!” Susie said as she attempted to readjust herself again, trying to stop what was building inside of her. Three more bounces, and Susie was about to have a body-quivering orgasm to the rhythm of Santa’s bouncing knee. What is happening right now? Why does it feel as though Santa is going to make me…? Susie asked herself, unable to finish the thought as the waves of pleasure took over, sending her to the point of no return. After only several bounces of Santa’s knee, Susie unexpectedly found herself in the middle of a full-blown orgasm right there in the middle of the mall!  There was just no stopping it!

Susie’s body tightened, and her fingertips curled around the furry shoulder of Santa’s costume. She gritted her teeth and did her best to keep a poker face so no one would know what was happening. Her eyes began to cross there on Santa’s lap as the orgasm rolled through its successions of pulsating contractions. As soon as it was done, Susie could not get up fast enough. “Ho Ho Ho! Merry Christmas! Continue being a good girl, and Santa will bring you something shiny for Christmas!”  He said to her as she smiled and waved, thanking him for his time before scurrying away with her bags to head home. She fidgeted in her seat on the drive home, wondering if she should tell her husband about her experience on Santa’s lap. They never kept secrets from each other, which was the one thing she loved the most about their relationship. When they were in bed, she planned to tell him every detail about the moment she came on Santa’s lap.

She stood in the kitchen making dinner, stirring a pot with glazed-over eyes that were lost in thought about her sexy experience earlier that day. She fantasized about her husband renting a Santa costume and dressing up for her for a little night of Christmas cosplay that would hopefully get her cumming the way her time on Santa’s lap did. Oh my! She said to herself as she wiped a little sweat forming on her forehead and straightened her skirt before heading over to put the food in the oven. As soon as everything was cooked and ready, she went upstairs and slipped on some sexy lingerie to leave under her clothes, looking forward to time alone with her husband tonight after he got home. The time couldn’t come fast enough as far Susie was concerned!  It wasn’t long before the key slipped into the lock on their front door and her husband made his way inside with an eager wife who rushed to greet him as soon as he did.

“Oh, someone’s happy to see me!”  He said with a laugh pulling his wife in close for a hug and a kiss, a bit surprised by her enthusiasm at his arrival. “Welcome home, honey! I missed you so much today!” Susie said, taking his coat and guiding him by the hand into the kitchen. “I have a special surprise for you, sweetheart, and it involves a little story I want to tell you in bed,” Susie said, unbuttoning her blouse and dropping it to the kitchen floor to reveal a bright red bra that her husband had never seen before.  She reached behind herself to slide down the zipper on the back of her skirt, and it followed her blouse to the pile on the floor. Susie held up a finger and motioned for her husband to come to her as his wide eyes took in her sexy physique adorned in bright red Christmas lingerie. “Wow! Babe! You look unbelievable!” Susie’s husband said to her as he took her by the hand and followed her to their bedroom. “To what do I owe this special surprise?” The curious husband asked, wondering what had gotten into his wife but certainly not complaining a bit about it.

“I just missed you so much, baby! I really need time with my husband if you know what I mean.” She whispered with her lips brushing against his before they parted and probed inside his mouth. Susie dropped to her knees and took her husband’s cock into her mouth; he struggled to maintain a standing position as his legs got weak beneath him from the touch of her soft wet lips around him. He gasped as she licked the tip of his cock and followed the length of it all the way to the base, giving his dangling balls a light suck before standing up to kiss him again. She gave him a playful shove in the chest, pushing him down onto his back on the bed below her. “I want to pretend you’re Santa. And I want to take a ride on Santa’s lap,” Susie said breathlessly as her legs opened to straddle her husband and begin grinding her aching pussy over top of his hardened shaft.  Forward and back, her hips moved, rubbing her clit on the swelling veins of her husband’s cock.

“You see, honey, when I was shopping at the mall today, I decided to sit on Santa’s lap and get a picture taken for you,” Susie began to say, sharing her story with her receptive husband beneath her. “As I was sitting on Santa’s lap, something unbelievably unexpected happened,” she continued explaining, as her breathing became more labored due to her arousal growing from her need to have her husband inside her. “I lowered myself down onto his lap,” she said, with a long pause, as she slowly slid herself down onto that hard cock she craved so much. Her eyes closed, and she took in the sensations of him stretching her open from beneath. Her husband moaned in pleasure at the feeling of his wife’s wet pussy clinging to his tingling cock shaft. “Then what happened?” The curious husband asked as he looked up at his horny wife, slowly sliding up and down his glistening cock, wondering what had gotten her into this mode even more now than ever as he watched.  “Well, you see,” she said, pausing between every few words to allow herself to keep composure from the pleasure taking over. “As I sat on Santa’s lap, he began to bounce me on his knee,” she continued on panting between words and not stopping the slow, methodical up and down movements on her husband’s erection.

“After only a few bounces of that jolly old man’s knee, I began to cum, right there on Santa’s lap in the middle of the mall! I couldn’t stop it!” She said as the memory of the day’s earlier orgasm, coupled with the feel of her husband’s hardness inside of her, caused her to begin to cum once again. “I came so hard on Santa’s lap today, honey! It felt so good that I couldn’t wait to get home and tell you all about it while I fucked you!” She cried out as her husband began gripping her hips and clenching his teeth, emptying his warmth into her, unable to hold back after hearing of his wife’s naughty little adventure. “How about tomorrow I go rent a Santa suit?” He suggested to his wife as they collapsed laughing in one another’s arms, eager to be the next Santa to bounce his wife on his knee until she cums for him. And that, my friends, was the start of the hottest Christmas tradition ever!