Aria heard something downstairs.  She crept from her bed, her Wonder Woman nightie hanging past her knees.  She snuck down the stairs quietly and was surprised to see someone in a red suit.  She no longer believed in Santa but there he was; after all, she was a big girl now, 13 years old.   Her Daddy had already begun to train her to be a proper big girl during the summer; it was their special secret that not even mommy knew about.

She crept into the living room, drawing closer to the stranger.  She noticed all the presents around the tree and became disappointed when she did not see the new iPod she had wanted.  Then, she noticed a distinct cologne and began to smile.  Obviously, her Daddy was in this outfit for the benefit of her younger siblings caught him.  She smiled devilishly and swayed up to Santa.

                        “Da….I mean Santa?  I don’t see my new iPod.”

She feigned a pouty lip and winked at Santa.  A huge smile spread in the middle of the white beard.

“Little girls sometimes have to do special things for Santa to get what they want.”

Aria gave Santa a knowing smile and quickly slipped the nightie from her supple young body, revealing her already blossoming tits.  Aria dropped it to the floor and dropped to her knees, the way her Daddy had taught her men liked to be pleased.  Eagerly, she reached her tiny hand into the red velvet pants until it found what it sought.  Her hand wrapped around the flaccid prize she knew so well.  She smiled when she felt Santa respond to her touch.  She could feel the blood quickly engorging Santa’s fat dick.  Aria pulled it from the pants.  Her tongue quickly began to lick the tip of Santa’s dick like the tastiest Christmas candy cane.  She smiled as Santa’s head leaned back, a soft moan rising from the white beard.  Aria’s soft red lips wrapped around the head of his dick, sucking more vigorously.  Soon, Aria was plunging onto Santa’s hard, blood-gorged cock.  She sucked hungrily on the fat cock she had learned to please so well the past few months.  Soon, Santa began to fuck her mouth, his hands pushing the back of her head.  She was proud that she did not gag anymore.  She took his entire cock down her throat, sucking harder, faster.  She looked up to see Santa smiling down at her.  She knew he would be giving her special candy soon.  Almost on cue, Santa moaned louder, his dick exploding in her mouth the warmest, tastiest treat Aria could wish for on Christmas.  Her mouth quickly filled with the huge load of salty, sticky cum.  He pulled from her mouth, still blasting cum onto her smiling face.  She knew how Santa liked it, in her mouth first then humiliatingly all over her face.  Truly, she loved it too, the sticky warmth covering her face and warming her stomach.  She licked the last of his cum from the spasming fleshy tool, smiling as she said,

“Was that special enough Santa?  Should I do more things to please you Santa?”

He smiled and glanced at her Daddy’s recliner.  Aria practically bounced towards the easy chair, knowing exactly what Santa needed.  She bent over the recliner, wiggling her cute apple bottom ass at the man in the red suit.  He knelt behind her and said,

“You have been naughty, so Santa has to spank you to teach you to be good all year.”

Aria chewed her lower lip anxiously waiting for the punishment she so enjoyed.  Santa slapped her wiggling ass.  Aria gasped in feigned pain, loving the attention the jolly elf was offering her ass.  Daddy said it was the finest ass he had ever seen.  Aria begged for more.  Santa wrapped her hair around his hand and started slapping her ass, over and over, turning it a bright crimson.  Aria growled through gritted teeth,

“I’ve been a very bad girl Santa, a nasty little slut that loves to fuck her own Daddy in fact.  I deserve harsher punishment Santa!”

Santa reached forward and slapped her cheek, Aria moaned loudly.  She knew she was a filthy little slut.  Daddy had told her what she was, a filthy whore that only he would love.

“Please Santa more!  Fuck me for being a nasty slut and enjoying Daddy’s special love!”

Santa began slapping his fat cock against her swollen clit, torturing her with it.  She desperately attempted to maneuver him into her dripping young cunt.  She felt another hard slap to her cheek, then one to her ass.  She knew Santa was enjoying using her, she wanted him fully in her.  She gasped as she felt the fat head of his cock slide into her waiting pussy.  Her cunt lips gripped the head of Santa’s cock.  She looked over her shoulder,

                        “FUCK ME SANTA, FUCK THIS SLUT!  I NEED YOUR LOVE SANTA!”

A violent thrust of his hips quickly ripped through her.  She felt Santa’s throbbing cock pounding into her tight young cunt.  Aria grabbed a pillow and screamed into it to muffle the sound.  Their hips slapped loudly together, resounding through the house.  How her mommy didn’t hear or the other kids was unbelievable to her but somehow she did not care.  She slammed her tiny body back against Santa.  She panted, gasped, whisper,

                        “FUCK ME SANTA, FUCK ME!”

He grabbed her hair, yanking her head backwards.  He gave her more slaps to her face as punishment.  She was a dirty slut and her Daddy taught her that.  She heard Santa grunt just before she felt the familiar sticky, warmth filling her.  Aria collapsed onto the chair, savoring the stickiness between her milky thighs.  She dropped to her knees and jerked the velvet pants around his ankles, her slutty mouth plunging onto his thick cock.  Hungrily, Aria sucked Santa’s big dick, his moans expressing his deep pleasure fucking her slutty young mouth.  He grunted again, cum blasting all over her face.  She grabbed the thick shaft, stroking his cock.  She smiled as cum shot onto her blossoming little tits. 

Aria ran her hand across her face to spread Santa’s love all over it, then did the same to the sticky cum running down her tits.  Santa smiled down at the little slut, admiring his cum glistening on her tender face and perfect teenage tits.  Aria wanted that iPod badly.  She grabbed his dick and lifted it.  She eagerly took his balls into her waiting mouth, sucking Santa clean.

Aria smiled up at him as he pulled the beard down.  Her Daddy smiled back at her, his fingers running through her hair, still sticky with cum.  He said, half-laughing,

“Princess you did not let me finish putting gifts under the tree.  The iPod is still in Santa’s bag.  But you did very well to please Santa.”

Aria ran her tongue across her upper lip, the salty love Daddy left on them still there.  She had been a very good girl this year.  Next year, she would be even better for Santa.