This story is a photo challenge given to me by a good friend of mine. She sent me this picture and challenged me to write a story around it. I hope that you enjoy the story I came up with!

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It was that time of year again. Outside, the ground was covered in a flawless blanket of white, the trees flocked heavily with snow as well. The houses were lit with a rainbow of flickering colored lights and “Merry Christmas” seemed to be the word of the day. Yes, it was Christmas time once again, that time of year when everyone’s hearts were filled with peace and joy and happiness.

Everyone, that is, except for Jenny Matthews. Jenny hated Christmas and everything that went with it. She couldn’t stand the crowded stores and endless shopping lines, the whining children, and those worn out Christmas tunes.

The holiday season seemed to start earlier and earlier each year too, another aspect of the season that Jenny disliked. This year it seemed that the department stores were putting up the Christmas displays and stocking the shelves with ornaments and Christmas decorations even before Halloween had come!

No, Jenny could do without the whole holiday mess – from “Black Friday” through till January 2nd. In fact, if she could, she would get rid of Christmas forever. She had been planning that very thing since she saw her first Christmas decorations go up. This year, she wasn’t going to put up with this holiday nonsense.

Jenny wanted to get rid of Christmas. She had been tortured by this horrible holiday long enough, and she was determined to do something to stop the insanity. And she figured the best way to end all this holiday hocum was to get rid of the one who was responsible for it, that jolly old elf himself, Santa Claus!

Christmas Eve day came, and while everyone else was hurriedly busying themselves with decorating trimming the tree cooking or wrapping those last minute gifts, Jenny’s evening was spent preparing to put a stop to all this “peace and goodwill towards men” shit.

She began her strategy by baking some cookies for the man in red. Cookies she knew he would like. She set them on the table with a glass of milk in hopes that she would lure him further into her home.

When his plate was made, she went into her bedroom to get herself ready. She laid out the outfit she bought especially for tonight, and then smiled as she looked down on the skimpy red thong bikini panties with the split crotch and the plastic mistletoe over it. She smiled at its connotation. Then she looked at the strapless red half cup bra with little simulated Christmas ornaments hanging from along the top edge.

She went in to take a shower and while she was there, she made sure she was shaved smooth – an extra temptation for the man. She had purposely bought her bra in a C because she knew it would make her 34D’s seem fuller and accentuate them.

She put on her white fishnet stockings and red high-heeled pumps. To complete the Christmas themed ensemble, she wore a red and white Santa hat. She put on her makeup, complete with mascara, eyeliner and eyeshadow.

She looked at herself in the mirror and couldn’t help but think that she looked incredibly sexy. Her large breasts were barely covered by the undersized bra and she could see her hard nipples peeking out over the top. The mistletoe hanging over the crotchless panties was an open invitation for a Christmas kiss, right where it most counted!

When she was satisfied that her “decorations” were ones even Santa himself couldn’t resist, she was ready. Jenny went into the living room and laid down on the sofa in front of the fireplace to wait for the man in the red suit.

Jenny was just starting to doze off when she heard the dog in the next apartment barking at something. She looked out the window but she couldn’t see anything and there were no tracks in the newly fallen snow. False alarm. “Stupid dog,” she said.

Then she heard a rustling behind the tree and she turned around. Peering into the dim light of the living room, lit only by one small lamp on the far side of the sofa, she saw some movement of a dark shadow behind the tree.

He’s here! she thought to herself. She kept absolutely still as she checked out the man in the red suit. She went over the plan in her head ... she was going to seduce him and get him into her bedroom and then tie him up and hold him there until morning. He wouldn’t be able to deliver his presents and everyone’s Christmas would be ruined.

“Santa, is it really you?” Jenny said in her sexiest, most sultry voice.

“Ho Ho Ho, Merry Christmas Jenny,” Santa replied. “Aren’t you supposed to be in bed like everyone else?”

“And miss out seeing a sexy man like yourself,” Jenny purred, as she tip toed closer to Santa, “No, I just had to stay up just to see you this year, Santa. I had to thank you personally for all the wonderful presents you left me.”

“There’s no need for that,” said Santa. “Now off to bed like a good little girl so Santa can finish his...”

Santa never finished his sentence. Just as he was about to say the word `work’, Jenny stepped out of the shadows and into the light from the lamp. Santa’s eyes bugged as he saw this gorgeous creature standing half naked in front of him.

She had long blonde hair, blue eyes, luscious red lips, and an absolutely killer figure, topped off by the biggest roundest pair of breasts he had ever seen. Santa was silent. He couldn’t say a word. He could only stare at this beautiful young lady’s breasts whose nipples were jutting over the front of her bra.

“Does Santa like what he sees?” said Jenny.

“Why ... y-yes!” he faltered, licking his lips.

“I’ve been a very naughty girl, Santa. I’m sure that I’m on your naughty list. In fact, I should probably be spanked,” she said.

“Well, I’m sure I have something for you little lady,” he replied with lustful tone.

She smiled as she saw see his eyes were focused on her large breasts pushing their way out from behind her bra.

“Why don’t you touch them and feel how soft they are.”

As Santa slowly raised his hand to touch Jenny’s breasts, she could see a tremor in his fingertips. She closed the distance between them and met Santa’s hand as it came slowly toward her nipple. Just as Santa touched her nipple a spark of static electricity jumped across and startled them both.

“Oh Santa! Look what happened to my nipple. It’s gotten even harder.”

That was not the only thing that had gotten hard. As Jenny looked at her very erect nipple she saw that Santa had a nice erection started in his pants. Jenny reached up and unclasped her bra and let her ample tits fall free.

As Santa fondled her boobs and pinched her hard nipples, Jenny ran her hands down the front of Santa’s pants to his very admirable erection. She grabbed him and started feeling just how big he was inside his huge red pants. She heard him moan softly as he felt her hands on him as he played with her breasts.

Everything was going exactly as she planned. He was falling right into her trap. It was definitely going smoother than she could have ever imagined. She grabbed onto his collar and pulled him into her for a long sexy kiss. She let her tongue linger around his lips and she could feel his cock swell against her leg.

“Why don’t we go into the bedroom?” she whispered as she walked him into the back room.

He was giving her absolutely no resistance. It wouldn’t be long now before he would be tied to her bed with no hopes of escaping.

Jenny knelt down and quickly unfastened Santa’s pants. She pulled them down and exposed his stiff cock. The head of his penis was fat and a light purple in color. His balls were rather large and hung loosely several inches below his cock.

Jenny picked them up in both hands and started kneading them as she sucked on the head of Santa’s cock. As she worked on the head she began to take him deeper into her throat. Finally Jenny was taking his full 8 inches to the back of her throat.