Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house<\/p>\n
Not a creature was stirring except my slut spouse.<\/p>\n
She\u2019d crept down the stairs by our chimney with care<\/p>\n
In hopes that her paramour soon would be there.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
We both had no children. Twas just her and I.<\/p>\n
I thought we were happy. But that was a lie.<\/p>\n
A sound woke me up and I reached for my bride.<\/p>\n
But I felt an emptiness there at my side.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I got out of bed and I looked all around<\/p>\n
Wondering where my slut wife could be found.<\/p>\n
I searched high and low but I heard not a peep<\/p>\n
Maybe she\u2019d gone back to bed for some sleep.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Back to our bedroom, but that\u2019s when I heard<\/p>\n
A sound from below. I spoke not a word.<\/p>\n
I went down the hall and I reached for the stair<\/p>\n
Surely she had to be down there somewhere.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I went down the steps\u2026 and what did I see?<\/p>\n
My horny slut wife with our neighbor McPhee!<\/p>\n
She was flat on the floor. He was pounding her hard<\/p>\n
While a blanket of snow settled down on our yard.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I could not believe it; I stood there in shock<\/p>\n
Watching that slut getting fucked by his cock.<\/p>\n
She seemed to enjoy it; she cried out his name.<\/p>\n
I wanted to stop her adulterous game.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I crept to the kitchen and got me a knife<\/p>\n
Thinking of ending that whore-bitch\u2019s life.<\/p>\n
A slit throat would do it; first her and then him.<\/p>\n
My sanity started to sputter and dim.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I calmly walked in. They were there by the tree<\/p>\n
Gasping and moaning \u2013 my wife and McPhee.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho\u2019s going first?\u201d I asked, hefting the blade.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho wants to die on my floor getting laid?\u201d<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
They both gasped in shock at my unbridled passion.<\/p>\n
I swear McPhee\u2019s face had turned totally ashen.<\/p>\n
He got to his feet so incredibly quick<\/p>\n
My wife\u2019s cream was still dripping fresh off his dick.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
He snatched up his clothes and he raced for the door<\/p>\n
Telling me this would not happen no more.<\/p>\n
\u201cGet the hell out; don\u2019t you ever come back<\/p>\n
Or I\u2019ll slit your damn throat, you big wife-stealing hack!\u201d<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
My fury then shifted. I turned to my wife.<\/p>\n
My hand was clenched tight to the long kitchen knife.<\/p>\n
The look on her face told me she was afraid of<\/p>\n
What I might do next, standing there with the blade.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
She patted the floor, perhaps hoping for luck.<\/p>\n
Then she said, \u201cCome down, honey! Let\u2019s have us a fuck.<\/p>\n
It was only this once, and \u2018twas only McPhee.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s Christmas Eve, honey. Come down and fuck me!\u201d<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I\u2019ll admit I was hard, and I don\u2019t know the reason.<\/p>\n
Perhaps I was gracious because of the season.<\/p>\n
She grabbed on my robe and she pulled me down to her.<\/p>\n
I saw in a flash she was hoping I\u2019d do her.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
She opened my robe and grabbed onto my dick<\/p>\n
Where she started to suck, hoping that was the trick.<\/p>\n
She hoped by her actions that she would get laid<\/p>\n
And would thus put off feeling the wrath of my blade.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The slut\u2019s got a mouth, I must give her that much.<\/p>\n
And she\u2019s got such a way with her hands and her touch.<\/p>\n
I was soon giving in as I gave her my cock.<\/p>\n
She took it right in and we started to rock.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
She moaned and she whimpered. My wife\u2019s such a whore.<\/p>\n
She\u2019s wrapped me around her small finger before.<\/p>\n
I fucked the bitch hard and I fucked the bitch rough<\/p>\n
While she acted like it wasn\u2019t nearly enough.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
And that\u2019s when it hit me, right there on the floor.<\/p>\n
How many men had come in through our door<\/p>\n
To fuck this great slut? I flew into a rage.<\/p>\n
My passions were churning despite my old age.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
She moaned the wrong name and that clinched it for me.<\/p>\n
Twas clear she\u2019d fucked more than our neighbor McPhee.<\/p>\n
I brought the knife down and I made an incision<\/p>\n
Deep down in her gut, an emphatic decision.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
She let out a scream; her eyes flew open wide.<\/p>\n
But her whoring ways I could no longer abide.<\/p>\n
I stabbed her again just below both her tits.<\/p>\n
My wife started jerking in spasmodic fits.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I brought the knife down from her boobs to her snatch.<\/p>\n
A cuckolded husband, no fury could match.<\/p>\n
In anger I reached in and pulled out her guts.<\/p>\n
She couldn\u2019t believe it; she thought I was nuts.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I no longer wanted to fuck her sweet muff.<\/p>\n
That wet, clenching pussy was now not enough.<\/p>\n
I pulled my cock out and pushed into her wound.<\/p>\n
She let out a cry and then frightfully swooned.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Her guts rubbed my dick giving pleasure and joy.<\/p>\n
She was nothing to me \u2018cept a dying fuck-toy.<\/p>\n
I fucked her entrails as they rubbed on my dick<\/p>\n
Till I saw an observer, that old elf St Nick!<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I started to stammer. He told me to smile.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve known of your slut and her ways for a while.<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve come to assist you; it\u2019s Christmas, you see.<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve already slaughtered your neighbor McPhee.\u201d<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
He knelt on the floor and he pulled out his cock.<\/p>\n
Then he fucked my wife\u2019s guts, giving her double-shock.<\/p>\n
We fucked her together, him there at my side.<\/p>\n
My wife just kept cumming until the slut died.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
But that didn\u2019t stop us. We fucked her some more.<\/p>\n
We creamed my wife\u2019s corpse lying there on the floor.<\/p>\n
He fucked her skull hard while I did her slut twat!<\/p>\n
St Nick made our work so incredibly hot.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
We spread our cream all over her twitching form.<\/p>\n
I checked to confirm she was still a bit warm.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat of her corpse? Can we hide it this day?\u201d<\/p>\n
He told me he\u2019d haul it away on his sleigh.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
He knew of a zoo with some lions and bears.<\/p>\n
He\u2019d drop it off there, to allay all my fears.<\/p>\n
They needed a present, a nice Christmas treat.<\/p>\n
My slut\u2019s cooling corpse would supply them with meat.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I arose from the floor with my anger abated,<\/p>\n
Knowing the dead slut and I were unmated.<\/p>\n
I thanked him profusely for all his hard work.<\/p>\n
I started to go but then turned with a jerk.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Santa was gone like a thief in the night.<\/p>\n
The corpse was gone too, not a blood speck in sight!<\/p>\n
Twas like nothing had happened. The floor was all clean!<\/p>\n
I stood there in wonder; no blood could be seen.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I went to the stairs and then up to my room.<\/p>\n
My heart lifted higher without any gloom.<\/p>\n
The slut was dispatched, I need worry no more<\/p>\n
About any new men who might frequent my door.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I passed through the door and my eyes opened wide.<\/p>\n
A new naked beauty was waiting inside.<\/p>\n
How had she got there? I sure didn\u2019t know!<\/p>\n
Outside it was cold with a foot of fresh snow!<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
She was lying in bed and she said with a smile,<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m your present from Santa. I\u2019m here for a while.<\/p>\n
I\u2019m tonight\u2019s gift and I\u2019d sure like to fuck.\u201d<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t believe my incredible luck.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
We spent the whole night fucking every which way<\/p>\n
\u2018Til I woke up alone on a great Christmas day.<\/p>\n
I woke up refreshed, like a man full of joy and<\/p>\n
I softly thanked Santa for his sexy toy.<\/p>\n
(Nov 28 \u201917)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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