The Curves Of The Wonders

Santa, she was a short girl with extremely long hair, quite capricious and flirtatious, but with very few resources... the kind with a penetrating gaze and caramel-colored eyes, who envelop you with her smile and her velvet touches with her fingers, wrinkled hands because she was a worker if she was Santa, but she only had the name of Santa.

She used to visit friends, and whenever she approached their houses, for the purpose of deceitful visits, she always showed her seductress claws and got to work! His work consisted of asking them for money for different reasons, which always had an affinity with illnesses of a relative or some problem that afflicted Santa.

Between one of those friendly encounters, which ended in the bedroom, Santa paid a visit to his school friend Serro, Serro was the one who made her a woman, at 18 years old, since then Santa was already using his bodily gifts , which in those days allowed himself to be caressed by this 19-year-old young man, a boy who was shy, but who watched a lot of adult content, and expressed his carnal desires, whispering in the ear of the moved teenagers like Santa, and took advantage of any occasion , to make them the typical insinuations, of those that reveal the size of their magic piece, through a touch in the bathroom, but since Santa, she did not feel attracted to Serro as before, she simply had the concern to know how she was, and take the opportunity to play some PS4 games in your living room, on your feet...

But for this, he needed to seduce him and make him believe that he was interested in him, and as was typical of vipers like Santa, when he arrived at Serro's house, he hugged him tightly and said: "I love the way you smell"... Was that perfume the one I gave you?

-Gift from you? But what if you never gave me more than roses and bad nights?

-Bad night huh? -But you enjoyed them enough...

You didn't seem irritated through the cell phone, eh, what about that?

-Well, yes, I never was, but that made me wake up in a bad mood the next day and not perform in my classes...

And did that matter to you? Would you rather sleep well and not enjoy my voice?

-I never said that! Don't put words in my mouth!

- Oh yes yes yes, enough!

-That's past, what does it matter? -Better we are going to play some Ps4 games, in your living room, comfortably... Like the old days, or better... what do you say?

- Oh Santa! Uhh BLESSED SANTA! Oh my God! Always so seductive and looking to get what you want...

-And you don't like it, or are you going to tell me that you don't enjoy me seducing you and elevating you to heaven with my words? Just as I raised you with my caresses in the past.

-Mmm yes, I'm not going to deny you, what do we play? Spiderman Miles Morales or Mortal Kombat 11?

-None of the above, I prefer Final Fantasy VII.

-Hahaha, do you always have to be so left-handed?

-I am a visitor, do I deserve to have preference or am I wrong?

-Well yes, why do I tell you no yes yes...

-How did you know I had that game here?

-Well, I have friends who know you and have visited you, and believe me they have compiled very good information... I know too much about your actions in this sacred space, which you don't even respect that much.

-Lower your voice, my mother could arrive at any moment and the neighbors hear the conversations in the corridors, since they sneak through the door and the last thing I want right now is problems...

-Don't neglect, you won't have any problems, what if I can assure you is a lot of fun and lots of kisses...

-Ohh, you lasted a long time, I didn't expect less from you lady, haha...

-Says Serro with a marked smile on his face, a nervous smile.

-They share a passionate kiss, on the furniture of the terrace of Serro's house...

While the television light hits their faces, both Serro and Santa played and had a lot of fun with the PS4. between laughter and teasing...

-They pointed at each other, while they looked into each other's eyes and challenged each other in the Final Fantasy game, and not only did they stay in that game, then Santa allowed them to play Spiderman, also GTA 4...

-They exchanged controls, Santa, went to the kitchen and talked to him about preparing some tacos for Serro, but Serro resisted, and told him: ¨Open the fridge and take out the pizza that is underneath¨, I have saved you your favorite soda, of the grape

-If you want me to prepare something else for you, I can do it, just ask Santa.

-No, this is enough for me, you don't have to do more for me. ALL OF THIS IS GREAT! and I really thank you...

Santa perches on the grass, laying his head on it...

He remains appreciating the luminosity of the Moon, with his hands crossed behind his head, Santa sighs and remembers how that scene had passed where they used his body in an unexpected and unbridled way...

Santa, is one of those beings that by allowing them to rub against your skin, they easily reach your soul...

That's how Santa was for those who could hold her in their claws... while a voice was heard in the distance, Santa lost his gaze among the stars... savoring his lips... thinking about how delicious he had been on that occasion.

The strange thing was that he wanted it to be repeated but with another subject... but that it be the same, something very crazy, without the slightest level of planning. Just an overflow of pleasure.

Hours passed and Santa had to return home, but he preferred to stay where he was far from his reality...

The whistle of the little birds invaded his ears...

His hands caressed the grass, and his thoughts traveled to Mars... his eyes remained fixed looking towards the full Moon that was becoming full...

Just thinking about how the subject put his fingers in her private parts, and did exercises with his tongue... it was more than enough to teleport to that moment...

That moment where the ecstasy rose to the maximum, how his body floated, how the excitement bordered every corner of his being.

Just at that moment, a very attractive boy was passing by, to whom the Moon allowed him to highlight his pecs with its light, and in the same way, blood gushed from his left side, he had a broken tennis shoe, and scratches on his face. ..

Santa, catches sight of him, and yells at him: "Hermio, come closer so I can heal that ugly wound"... the tall boy with blond hair, sighs with a smile and thanks him, squeezing his hands, with a low level of strength... from the obvious pain.

--"My name is Lyan, they just tried to kill me, they stabbed me in the left side of my back".

-- Thank you beautiful for your kind help, he said this while Santa healed his big wound... which caused Santa to soak his hands in blood.

"Lyan, but how did this happen to you?"

Why did they hurt him like that? And why do you smell like anise seeds?

-Well, I don't know, precious, apparently they have confused me with some delinquent.

-Suddenly these guys arrived, hooded and smelling of ecstasy, I couldn't tell you where they came from or why they came to me, what I can assure you is that they have confused me with someone else, and that said person is someone extremely dangerous .

-I must hide, they could confuse me again or think that they found the right person and that I ran away from them.

PLEASE for whatever you want most take me with you! Take me with you! Take me with you!

YOU DON'T KNOW ME BUT YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME HERE AS I AM!

(Lyan cried out with teary eyes and full of snot coming out of his nose).

Santa was emboldened and said: Don't worry! We don't know each other, but here he shouldn't leave you stranded. I WOULD NEVER DO IT! Less for the conditions in which you are.

I will take you to my cabin, one that my uncle has lent me, and then I will shelter you and take care of you, strange and charming man.

Covered in ointment for his wounds, and with some towels on his forehead, that's how Santa took care of Lyan, this complete stranger would have burst into his life, so suddenly, but for a very strange reason he didn't want him to disappear from it.

Holding her hand, soft and warm, loaded with calluses, Santa stares into Lyan's eyes, who could barely see her because he was covered by a wet towel that covered his left eye and part of his right, sore from the stab wounds he had received for mishandling on his part, mishandling that Santa did not even suspect.

- Lyan, it's time for dinner, you're going to get malnourished if you keep lying there without eating. Lyan replied:

- All I need is to eat the meat of your lips, which make me hot, to which Santa blushes, and replies: - I'll be forced to comply with your daring request if you insist a lot...

Just then, Lyan with the strength he had left, holds Santa's hand, very strong, to which Santa bites his lips and squeezes Lyan's pants in the front.

Santa gets up from the bed and says, come so we can finish what you wanted to start a while ago between my sheets...

Lyan could barely move, and rolling as he could, he moves to Santa's bed that was a few steps from where he was lying.

Santa throws herself on her bed and automatically takes off her dress and stays on her in panties, to which Lyan responds to said action, placing her lips on Santa's left side, and begins to kiss her gently, between moans of pain , but delusions of pleasure keeps going up, and keeps going up, until he feels the humidity that Santa's body gave off.