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 Mf, cons, 1st

   This is the story of the night that Santa gave me a very special
present, also proving that he does cum at midnight.  First, let me
introduce myself.  My name is Sammie, I'm 14 years old, 5' 4" tall, blonde
hair, blue eyes, and I think I'm drop-dead gorgeous.

   It was Christmas eve, and as I lay in my bed trying to get to sleep, I
heard a noise downstairs.  This was strange, as I know both my parents were
in bed fast asleep.  Quietly I crept down the stairs into the living room.
There in front of my very eyes stood a figure dressed all in red.

   "Santa, is that really you?" I whispered.  He turned round with a jolt.

   "What are you doing down here young lady, you should be asleep!" He
replied.  "But as you aren't, I might as well stop and have a short chat,
I'm running ahead of time" The clock on the mantelpiece showed that it was
five to midnight.

   "Well Santa" I began "what I really want for Christmas is to lose my
virginity to someone special!" Santa's face showed a slight bit of shock
for a fraction of a second, but he masked it quickly.

   "I guessed that was what you wanted" Santa replied "As I could smell
when you walked in this room" Santa then started shimmering and turned into
a very handsome young man, who must have only been about 18 or so.

   "Will you fuck me Santa?" I asked "I'm already wet for you" I could see
his cock making a tent across the front of his suit, so I knew he wasn't
totally against the idea.

   "I will" he responded "but there is something you have got to know.  I
must cum inside you, and you will become pregnant with a very special
child. I can't tell you more about this child at the moment, but you will
know when the time comes."

   I beckoned Santa to sit on the sofa, and as he sat down, he removed his
cock from the robe.  "Hurry!" he said "I must go straight after midnight"
He needn't say anything else.  As soon as his first words were spoken I was
resting my virgin cunt at the top of Santa's cock.  I dropped straight
down, and just managed to keep back a scream as I felt my cherry pop.

   After this I felt him start moving underneath me, and soon the pain was
replaced by the most pleasure I have ever felt.  It was even better than
the work my own fingers were doing earlier.  Soon, the only words I could
mutter were along the lines of "Oh Santa, fuck me harder" I just reached an
orgasm, when I heard the clock strike midnight, and at the exact same
moment I felt Santa empty his balls into my pussy.

   "I love you Santa" I whispered, and with a twinkle in his eye he
vanished.

   I can now honestly say I believe in Santa, as I have now got a baby
girl, Claudia.  Every year I stay up to be with Santa again, and I will
make sure that when Claudia is old enough, she too will spend that 5
minutes with him.  My friends always scoff at me when I say I believe in
Santa, but then again, they haven't felt how well he could fuck!