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Santa Jeane	By : Streti Category: +S through Z > Suikoden Views: 448 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Santa Jeane of Sexmas Past
- 2-Santa Jeane of Sexmas Present
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Santa Jeane
by Streti, thestreti@gmail.com

'Twas the winter holidays in all the lands, and all the different nations were celebrating their seasonal festivals. The Island Nations had the the Days of the Breeze, Falena had the Sundown Festival, St. Loa's in Zexen, the Season of Water Spirits in Grasslands, St. Roa's in Camaro, and so on.
In the Island Nations, in the vast reaches of sea between the main archipelago and Toran Republic, there was a solitary island named Yul. With a cold climate, particularly during the Days of the Breeze, Yul would often have snowfall rivaling or even exceeding the lands to the north, making it a popular travel site in the winter season. So it was for Jeane, and her elf, Nei.
"What are we doing here?" asked Nei. She was wearing a typical white and light green outfit to go along with her light green hair, with a distinctive white and green checkerboard pattern on her pants. She also had green boots and a green coat with a white fur collar to keep her warm in the snowy and cold evening of Yul town.
"Just spreading a little holiday cheer, teehee," merrily said Jeane, the runemistress.
Jeane appeared not to be as sensibly dressed as Nei, wearing a thin dark red dress with white pearl decorations, on her silver hair a Santa cap with a fluffy white pom-pom, and red high heels. The striking red dress clung to her shapely body, leaving her back and shoulders bare, cupping her full breasts and showing off her long legs with a high slit on the side. Jeane's perfect tits filled out the deep cleavage of the dress, and her nipples poked prominently through the fabric, leaving no illusion that she was wearing any kind of a bra. Yet it was Nei who was shivering, and Jeane didn't mind the cold, walking easily through the snow in her high heels.
They arrived at a theater where the lights were on, and 'FREE ENTRY' written on a big sign at the front.
"Maybe we should have a look," said Jeane and went in. Nei followed, welcoming the warm air.
It was a simple theater, with dark wood and red fabric the main colors. There were men and women seated on wooden chairs, with a few free seats scattered around. Most of the lighting was focused on the stage, where a portly white-bearded man in a white and red outfit and an elf-looking character in a leaf green outfit were facing a monster, or rather, an actor in a dark monster costume waving his arms and trying to look menacing. Suddenly, the bearded man lifted his arm, so that all the audience could see the mark on his hand, and then there was a flash of red!
"St. Lazlo has vanquished another evildoer!" came a woman's voice, as the monster fell to the stage. She sounded like one of the Alma Kinan warrior women, or maybe Bernadette Egan, Captain of the Island Nations flagship. "St. Lazlo, the Lost Prince, still roams the land to this day, together with his trusty elf helper, Paula." The old man in the white and red outfit and the actress in a leaf green outfit waved their hands. "St. Lazlo and Paula come to the aid of those in need, and punish the wicked, especially during the Days of the Breeze!" continued the woman, somewhere to the side of the stage. "He has not stayed youthful like his elf companion, but thanks to rune magic, St. Lazlo is still with us, and may he be forever more!" she finished heroically.
The bearded actor showed the mark on his hand again, and the audience cheered and clapped. Jeane smiled, as she and Nei moved to a couple of untaken chairs. They sat down and continued watching the play, and the man sitting next to her took obvious notice of the enchanting magician in her skimpy and season-inappropriate dress. As the play went on, the man's focus shifted more and more from the stage onto the silver-haired beauty. He ogled her in greedy silence, as if he couldn't believe his eyes, and his luck. Jeane occasionally glanced at him with a soft smile, and he kept eyeing her and her pointing nipples, breathing heavily, taking a good look, a good many looks, of the runemistress' enchanting cleavage.
"Can I touch them?" he finally asked, practically drooling.
"Yes please," said Jeane with a smile.
He slipped a rough-skinned, hairy hand right under Jeane's dress, cupping one of her breasts, fondling and groping it under the fabric, feeling her erect nipple with a strong thumb. As Nei saw what was happening, her golden eyes spread wide, and she looked at the rest of the audience. Some of them had also noticed the side-show.
The man took hold of the fabric over Jeane's other supple apple, and easily brushed it aside, then uncovered the other too, and now Jeane was just sitting there happily with her tits out in the open, as the man caressed her soft boobs in an awkward position, obsessed with her beautiful mounds. That went for many more audience members, now openly watching the show of Jeane getting her titties kneaded, pushed together, squeezed and let fall into the man's big hands. Even the actors on the stage were now trying to see what was going on at Jeane's spot. In the dim light on the audience, they could see the runemistress well, but they didn't notice the elf next to her and how red her cheeks were burning.
Suddenly Jeane rose up, and walked to the stage, bare breasts jiggling and Santa cap's pom-pom bopping as she went. She approached the actress playing Paula, noticing that her pointy ears were not real, and then she kissed her on the mouth, leaving the elf actress as wide-eyed and red-cheeked as Nei. Next, she moved to St. Lazlo, the portly man's white outfit with red trimmings contrasting Jeane's form-fitting red dress and Santa cap. As everybody watched with bated breath, the magical beauty trailed a hand slowly across the bearded man's outfit, down to the mark on his hand.
"Tell me, St. Lazlo, have I been nice? Or naughty?" she asked of the old man, with a real white beard. "I am needy, will you help me? Or punish me?"
The actor playing St. Lazlo was flabbergasted, and watched with not-quite-elf Paula as Jeane turned to the audience, and began jiggling her breasts, to the cheers of the men most of all. She played with her bared bust much the same way the man from the audience had, cupping and fondling her funbags, lifting them up and letting them fall down with a jiggle and a giggle, and squeezing and tweaking her pointing nipples.
The crowd was rowdy, clapping and chanting the popular holiday carol, "Jiggle breasts, jiggle breasts, jiggle all the way! Oh, what fun it is to ride a one-hussied open lay!"
Jeane turned around and leaned on St. Lazlo, who still didn't know what to do but to stand firm, if incredulous at the silver-haired seductress' actions. Her heavy breasts hung down, giving some of the audience a good look of their hefty allure, but most of them had a better view of her ass. She pushed the red dress off her butt, and stunned the spectators once more with a clear view of her silver-haired pussy. But then she began gyrating her meaty booty, making it jiggle and wiggle, leaning onto St. Lazlo. The bearded man watched the lewd display right in front of him with no intention of punishing anybody. Jeane looked at the audience with a wide open smile, a look of exhilaration on her face as she roused the rout with her rippling rear.
"Ahem, excuse me..." came a woman's voice, the one from before but sounding slighty different and more timid now. A lean brunette wearing a red jacket, a pink sash and a green and purple skirt stepped into the light. "Um, I'm Chisato, owner of this theater, I hope you remember me. It's nice to see you, Jeane, but you shouldn't play tricks like that. You shouldn't just show up and, err, steal the show like that. You can stay if you play nice, but otherwise... I have to ask you to leave."
"As you wish," said Jeane, and waved her hand, to the disappointment of the crowd. The disappointment was somewhat mitigated when they admired the sight of her beautiful knockers knocking about as she left the stage. She went to Nei, took her hand and pulled her to the side. Then she said, "She should be here right about--"
In a sudden flash of light, a black-haired woman in a red coat and a white mage's robe appeared, and looked around bewildered, at equally bewildered theater audience and staff. Then Jeane grabbed the mage's hand as well, just as she was about to sneeze. "A, A--"
* * *
"--CHOOO!" finished Viki, and blew her nose on one of the big hanging sleeves of her robe. "It was cold in there!" she complained, even with a warm-looking red coat over her white robe.
"What, the theater?" asked Nei, only slightly less composed than Jeane. Instead of bewilderment at Viki, the elf tried to take in their surroundings. They were in a city or perhaps a castle of some kind. The passers-by were staring at the topless temptress with sudden interest.
"No, no, I was... umm, where am I? Do you know me?" the black-haired woman asked, looking the most confused of the three women. The teleporting magician looked at Jeane and her bare breasts. "Uh, is there something wrong with your dress?"
"Nothing, teehee," the runemistress replied, but she covered her shapely bosom, as much as the red dress could cover it. Some of the passers-by looked disappointed. "And we're in Falena's Sun Palace."
"Really? You've been here?" inquired Nei. They were in a corridor of light gray stone, with plentiful decorations on the walls. There were green boughs here and there, and many tapestries depicting the Sun Rune, the Sundown Festival, Ceras Lake Castle, sunsets over Sun Palace or Sol-Falena, and depictions of local monsters, like Doremi elves and Wizard Trees.
"You could say that, ho ho ho," said Jeane with a laugh as she walked down the corridor, and peered through the windows of the living quarters spaced at equal distances. Then she knocked on a door.
"More quests!" said Miakis, making an assortment of bread pockets with fillings of meats, cheeses, fruits, and more. "Wilhelm, go get that, will you?"
"Sure," said the man, and opened the door, to meet Jeane, Nei and Viki. They in turn were faced with a middle-aged man in a comfortable-looking tunic, bearing wild pink hair, a playful smile and strong black eyebrows. "Whoa, Jeane!" he ejaculated with surprise. The three women entered the main sitting area, likewise decorated for the Sundown Festival, and found another man, gray-haired but young, wearing a poncho and a red scarf around his neck.
"Jeane?" asked Miakis and came to see, holding her sauce-covered fingers in the air. She wasn't wearing her Queen's Knight outfit, but a decorated, earthy-colored dress, with a large apron on the front. The dress highlighted her curvaceous body, rounder with age, and the gray-haired man's eyes fixed on her plump derriere as she went past. "Nice cap, Jeane! And Viki, too!" continued Miakis. "But you look almost as young as you did back then! And are you from Alseid?"
Nei was surprised by the question. "Alseid? I didn't realize we were that far south. But, um, I'm from the north. Hi, I'm Nei."
"Oh, of course," said Miakis. "This is Toma," she introduced to Nei, and the solemn-looking man, likewise out of his Queen's Knight uniform, raised a hand in greeting. "And this is, of course, my husband, Wilhelm. Yes, really!" enthused the milf with purplish hair.
"Pleased to meet you," said Jeane and held out her hand in greeting. Wilhelm took it, and took a good long look at Jeane, the deep red dress only showing off how well she had kept her figure. The fabric clung adoringly onto her curves, and looked so skintight that she might almost have been naked, pointing nipples and all.
They soon joined together for a meal, enjoying the bread pockets with many tasty different fillings. The runemistress was back to her silent and mysterious self, Viki was just happy with the food, and Toma didn't say much. The table talk was mostly between Miakis and Nei, asking about the northern lands and more, with some comments from Wilhelm, who had traveled as far as Toran Republic. Throughout the conversation, Wilhelm kept eyeing Jeane, but not without giving long looks to his wife. Her big, eager-looking eyes searched Wilhelm, and occasionally she too took a glance at Jeane.
"So, what are you three doing here?" asked Wilhelm eventually.
"Just spreading a little holiday cheer, teehee," replied Jeane, and moved her arms just enough to squeeze her breasts together, a sight that Wilhelm took in with delight.
"Oh, that dress has cheered me right up, if you know what I mean," he replied and licked his lips, and it wasn't just from Miakis' tasty cooking.
"Really? Ho ho ho," laughed Jeane, and reached for his crotch. She found his hard-on and started caressing it though the cloth. "Are you sure this is not for your wife?"
"Oh, Jeane! It's the season for sharing!" said Miakis, with a lewd smile and excitement in her eyes.
Jeane smiled back at the curvaceous Queen's Knight, while Wilhelm started exploring the runemistress' curves, grabbing her breasts through the dress. Toma eyed the events with sudden interest, while Nei's golden eyes focused on Miakis, curious that she was so eager to see her husband play with Jeane's tits while she massaged his cock. Viki was just happy to be eating another delicious bread pocket.
Then Wilhelm rose up, and took Jeane by the hand to the sitting area. The rest of the group still at the dining table had the pleasure of watching as they kissed, and as Wilhelm started undressing her, revealing again those full tits that tended not to stay covered for long. Even Viki was starting to take an interest as Wilhelm quickly took off his own clothes, showing off his jutting erection. Jeane kneeled down, her beautiful upper body naked but the dress still on her, and with a sexy gaze at Miakis, she slipped her lips over Wilhelm's cockhead, and started blowing him.
At the table, Toma had been looking at Miakis over and over again, and with a smile, she took him by the hand to the sitting area. She shared an excited look with Wilhelm, then she pulled Toma into a kiss and then pulled off his clothes. He was at full mast already, and Miakis stroked him off as they continued to kiss and caress, only breaking off when Toma took off her dress.
While still in active duty as a Queen's Knight, Miakis had put on a few pounds in the years since her younger days, looking like she very much enjoyed her own cooking too. Her round butt was now even rounder and fuller, her thighs had grown thicker, her stomach was rolling with extra padding and even her bust was bigger. Toma now hungrily laid his fingers and mouth on those soft curves of his senior Queen's Knight, sucking off her tits and nipples, and squeezing and fondling the soft and supple curves of her stomach and butt.
Jeane backed off from Wilhelm's cock, now sloppy with drool, a strand of saliva still running between her mouth and his hard-on. She moved to the sofa, and pulled her red dress up enough to show her silver-framed pussy, looking at Wilhelm with clear intent in her eyes. He took her up on it with a smile on his lips, getting on top of her on the sofa and pushing his cock inside her. With the red dress still half on, Jeane mewled with pleasure as Wilhelm started fucking her, plugging her hard and fast, pounding her into the sofa.
Miakis and Toma were not far behind, and just to the side. The curvy Queen's Knight was bent down on the other sofa, as her fellow Knight filled her sweet pussy with his hard cock, making her moan as he pushed his thick meat deep inside her, hands fast on her ample ass. The purple-haired milf shared long gazes with her pink-haired husband, as they both fucked and were fucked. Wilhelm thrust into Jeane with obvious pleasure, making her breasts jiggle, and she had a look of sensual exhilaration, similar to the one Nei had seen on the stage in Yul town.
Nei was getting hot and bothered, her long pointy ears intimately catching the group's sensual sounds. She was caressing her breasts through her vest, and she had spread her legs, touching her increasingly wet pussy through her pants. Viki was eating yet another bread pocket, watching the foursome have sex like it was a holiday show.
Toma and Miakis moved, with her now on her side on the sofa, Toma holding her leg up as he drove into her with fervent desire. The position put her voluptuous form on excellent display for both the men, her bosom falling to the side, her round curves rippling as the slightly younger man worked off his meal with a hungry look in his eyes, cast on Miakis' abundant naked skin, with some glances of Jeane. The runemistress was in a similar position, on her side and leaning on the sofa with one leg up, as Wilhelm worked up a sweat with his deep thrusts into her tight twat. Then he let out a telltale groan.
"Oh no, wait!" said Miakis, and moved out of Toma's hold. She knelt next to Jeane, as Wilhelm pulled out from her, panting with need. "Remember, it's the season for sharing!"
Jeane giggled and got up from the sofa, and straightened out the red dress, still on her from waist down but looking worse for the wear. Then she knelt down next to Miakis, and Wilhelm moved closer to the two beautiful women, slowly stroking his sloppy cock. Miakis put an arm around Jeane and pressed her cheek to hers, looking up eagerly at his husband. Jeane grabbed his throbbing hard-on and stroked it, and as Toma approached, Miakis did the same to him.
"Come on!" she cheered. "Give me and Jeane our Sundown decorations!"
She didn't have to wait long. Wilhelm gave another deep groan, and Jeane giggled again as Wilhelm blasted her with a thick spray of spooge. She moved his cock and his next blasts hit Miakis' smiling face, glazing his wife with copious baby batter. Jeane aimed his sperm-shooter back at herself, and got several spurts on her face and tongue, and even some on her Santa cap, until he started winding down. But then it was Toma's turn, as Miakis stroked her fellow Knight off onto her face, and then on Jeane, jet after jet of sperm splashing on the two beauties, Wilhelm and Toma's thick loads crisscrossing on their features and dripping down onto their tits, legs and on Jeane's dress.
As the two men caught their breath and admired the incredible sight before them, the two women carefully detached and looked at each other, giddy with the huge amounts of white 'Sundown decoration' all over their faces, and dripping down to the rest of their bodies. The haphazard web of white spooge oozed down their cheeks, rested on their noses, ran across their lips, and dripped down from their chins, thick and gooey strands of cum hanging down from their faces like molasses. Their breasts were already splattered, and while Miakis' naked skin caught some of the rest, on Jeane some of the white stuff seeped into her red dress.
Just then, Viki was about to sneeze. "AHH-- AHH--"
"She's going! Nei, grab her hand, quick!" called out Jeane. Nei stirred from her reverie and took note of Viki, gasping air with her nose twitching.
With surprising agility, the freshly jizz-showered runemistress maneuvered herself around the sofa and to the dining table, ropes of cum flailing wildly and snapping off, splashing on her or the floor, her cum-covered breasts jiggling and bouncing without restraint, her dress still halfway off and the Santa cap still somehow on. But she reached Nei's hand just as Viki went, "--CHOOOOO!!!"
Miakis, Wilhelm and Toma looked at the suddenly quiet dining area in stunned silence. "And they're gone," commented Wilhelm. "But the party's just getting started," he said and slapped his dick on Miakis' cummy smile.
* * *
"Your hand was all sticky," said Nei, and took a sniff of the male essence Jeane had handed her. "Where are we?" the elf then asked.
"I don't know. Isn't it fun?" replied Jeane. She still looked like she had been mistaken for a gingerbread woman in need of icing.
They were in an open field, some distance away from a forest. Snow covered the landscape, but the air didn't feel as cold as on Yul.
"Back there, Miakis and Wilhelm talked like they hadn't seen you two in a long time, but you looked the same," pondered Nei. "Viki, did you move us through time too?"
"Time?" asked Viki back. "U-umm, maybe. I try to stick to the same time, but sometimes I slip!"
"You slip, in time? Oh great. In that case, WHEN are we?" asked Nei, her golden eyes surveying the snowy wilderness.
"In wintertime, teehee," replied Jeane. She made no move to clean up her messy facial, or one thick strand of cum still hanging from her chin. But she did pull the red dress back over her breasts, the thin fabric clinging to the sticky sperm on her ample mounds.
"I see something!" said Nei.
A group of monsters had appeared like out of thin air, and they were soon upon the three women. It was a Holly Spirit, in the middle of six Holly Boys. The Spirit looked like a young man, wearing a leafy green and earthy brown outfit, but despite its human appearance, it was floating in the air in a very inhuman way. The Holly Boys were its servants, big walking leaves with bulbous red holly nuts for eyes, like baubles.
Then the Holly Spirit reached into its pants, and took out its massive rod, a knobbly wooden dick with pulsing sap lines, followed by two low-hanging, bulging holly nuts, a nutsack if there ever was one. It pointed its long bough at the women, and the Holly Boys moved as one, hopping over to them. Two of them went to each of the women, and hopped into the air, just on level with their faces. The lightweight leaves twitched curiously in the air and then spewed a white liquid from green tubes that extended from under their bulbous holly nut eyes.
"Umm, what?" asked Viki as the Holly Boys spread their sticky sap on her. Their viscous holly fluid splashed on her face, black hair and on the red coat, giving it a white decoration apt for the season, and soon the teleporting mage had holly spew dripping all over her.
"I knew I should have listened to my mother," said Nei as the Holly Boys sprayed their seasonal gift haphazardly all over her, from her light green hair and pointy ears to the green coat with a white fur collar, now also a white sap collar. Soon the elf had holly spooge draped over her ears, over her locks and on both sides of her face, and giving that extra decoration to her green and white coat.
"Ho ho ho," laughed Jeane as the Holly Boys added to the mess already on her, spurting their gooey essence everywhere on her. Their seminal dew slid down the coating of cum already on her face, and rained down onto her bare shoulders and abundant bust, leaving fresh splotches of milky wetness on her tits and more white stains on her red dress. Soon the runemistress looked like a gingerbread woman that got all the icing.
When the Holly Boys were done, they just floated down and then hopped away, somewhere into the fields or the woods.
Nei tasted some of the white sap from her face. "Oh, it's sweet," she commented. She trailed the mess on her face with her fingers and took another taste.
Viki followed her example and tasted the sap. "It's like dessert," the mage said.
But the Holly Spirit was still there, floating in the air and stroking its wooden rod. Then it floated over to Jeane and stroked itself in a fervor, until the low-hanging holly nuts spasmed, and jets of sap burst out from the knob at the end of its rod, spraying all over the runemistress. Her Santa cap, silver hair and face all got splashed with heavy loads, some of it settling down, strings of Holly Spirit spunk hanging between her cap, strands of hair and her nose, and some of it just running down her features, heavy ropes of holly jizz snapping down onto her chest and the red dress, now a red and white dress. Deep lines of holly spew ran into whichever direction on the clingy fabric, the white pearl decorations now joined by copious fresh additions, her stylish outfit stained by semen and holly fluid. She looked completely like a glazed dessert.
The Holly Spirit groaned with pleasure, put its rod and balls back into its pants, and then it just floated away.
"Hey! Are you alright?"
A large bear of a man was approaching, together with a warrior dressed all in blue.
"Hey! It's Jeane! And Viki!" called out the man, as they got closer. By then, they could also see the white and sticky holly sap sprayed all over the faces and clothes of the three women. "What happened to you, hollies?" the large man with wild black hair asked.
"And more, teehee," replied Jeane.
"You better come with us, we've got a fire going," said the man. "I'm Viktor, and this is Flik." The man in blue eyed the messy women with interest. "You must be new," said Viktor to Nei.
"Hiya, I'm Nei," she replied, her cheeks blushing under the white glazing. "So you know these two?" she asked, as they started walking towards the woods.
"Yeah, from the war. I hear they're rebuilding the Village of the Elves, too. That where you're from?" asked Viktor.
"Village of the Elves... Toran! Oh, no no, I'm from further north."
Nei looked at her companions. Jeane was walking in the snow without effort in her high heels, glazed breasts jiggling, her red and stained white dress seemingly providing all the warmth she needed. And even with her face dripping with holly spunk, Viki was looking around with wonder at the winter landscape.
When they entered the woods, it was getting dark, but they could see the glow of a fire, and could smell a pleasant aroma of food. In the forest, there was a glade, shielded from the snow by the trees, and in the middle, a fire on which a Toran boar was being roasted. Around the fire, a group of men was sitting or resting on logs and blankets.
"Look at who we found!" called out Viktor. "Some hollies really did a number on our pretty ladies."
The men around the fire turned to look, and there were merry cheers as they recognized Jeane and Viki. Their gazes lingered a long time on the messy looks of the women, especially Jeane in her season-inappropriate red dress, but with amply splashed white decoration for the right holiday mood.
"And this is Nei," Viktor introduced. "From the north, not from the Village."
"Hi," said Nei and waved her hand. She wondered how she must have looked, not that much different than Jeane after her time with Wilhelm and Toma.
Viktor went around the fire, introducing the men to Nei. There was Pahn, a stern-looking muscled martial artist with short black hair and a red bandana. A monster trainer, Eikei, looked even bulkier than Pahn, almost rivaling Viktor's muscles and broad back. With a lighter constitution, there was the carefree gambler Georges with medium length black hair, Sheena, a lean young man with red hair, and Griffith, a hawkish-looking man with brown hair.
Nei felt their eyes on her, and remembered how hot she had felt in Falena, at Miakis and Wilhelm's place. Now she felt warm, as the heat of the fire spread around the sheltered glade, and its flame illuminated the gathered group and the darkening forest.
The men eagerly offered seats to the women, and soon they were sitting around the fire, watching the chunk of boar meat as it slowly roasted, talking this and that. Jeane and Viki didn't talk much, as usual, but the men didn't look surprised about that. Nei talked about a play of the Toran Gate Rune War that she had seen, neglecting to mention where and when she had seen it exactly. But as the talk went on, the men's gazes at Jeane especially got more ravenous.
The holly sap on their skin and clothes and the sperm on Jeane had dried off already, leaving only traces and stains, but the men still remembered how they had looked, and Jeane's teasing and seductive poses were keeping the thought fresh in their minds. Finally, it was Eikei, the bald and bearded muscle man, who took hold of Jeane and bent her down for a kiss. The runemistress welcomed it, and the group waited with bated breath as the kiss went on, and Eikei took a hand to Jeane's breasts, peeling the stained red dress off from them.
Nei and Viki looked at the other men, they looked at them. Then Sheena, the young redhead, bent Nei down on a blanket on the ground, and kissed her, opening her white-glazed green coat just enough to push his hand under and to caress her breasts through her vest. Flik, the warrior in blue, joined and brushed a hand on her long ears.
Georges was already sitting next to Viki on a log, and he kissed her tentatively, detaching to look at her. Viki nodded nervously, and he continued, while Pahn, sitting close, watched from the side. Meanwhile, Viktor and Griffith had moved to Jeane, joining Eikei in kissing and groping the lusty runemistress. She was topless again, but with the Santa cap still on. The red dress hung off from her waist, and even so, the men easily found their way under it. Strong hands ran up her legs, onto her ass, squeezing and fondling her round butt, and soon there were fingers in her wet silver-framed pussy, making her moan. She was almost nude in the winter evening, in the light of the fire, but she didn't mind it, in the middle of three hot-blooded men.
Nei could see Flik's erection in his pants, and she maneuvered it out, licking at her lips and looking at him with her golden eyes. There was no mistaking her intent, and Flik offered his piece to her mouth. Sheena was still fumbling around with her green checkerboard pants, until he got them and her panties down enough to reveal her green-haired slit, dripping wet. He trailed his hands on her naked skin, then bent down and started licking her muff, while slowly pushing her pants and panties lower.
Jeane spun out from the hold of the men, and moved behind Viktor's large frame. She took off his fur coat, uncovering a leather vest and a yellow shirt, sleeves ripped off at the shoulders to allow space for his massive muscles. The barenaked mage ran her hands across Viktor's broad shoulders, with delight on her face. His muscular upper body went on forever, from a massive bicep to shoulders and back taut with muscles, and Jeane's gaze relishingly travelled the extent of the seasoned warrior's wide and powerful form, to the other side, and another massive bicep.
"Oooh," she cooed.
"You like?" grunted Viktor with self-assured mirth.
The runemistress guided him down onto a blanket, lowered his pants just enough to take out his rock hard cock, and she straddled him, taking him deep in her silver-framed pussy.
"Oooh!" she moaned deeply. As the topless temptress rode Viktor, full breasts jiggling, Eikei and Griffith moved in front of her, dicks out, and soon in her mouth and hand.
Georges had opened Viki's red coat to fondle her through the white robe, and he slowly moved lower, making the black-haired woman mewl with expectation. Pahn moved in, kissing her and running his fingers through her long hair, until Georges suddenly had his hands under her robe, and she yelped with how cold his fingers felt. He laughed, but moved to the fire, holding his hands over the blaze for a moment, then returned with gloves in hand. But by then, Viki was on all fours, leaning on the log, and Pahn was behind her, holding her robe up so he could slip his hard member inside her. Shrugging his shoulders, the gambler moved over and offered his hot piece to her mouth, looking at the martial artist who was where he had wanted to be. But Pahn didn't look like he cared, just plugging Viki with grim determination.
Nei had a warm flush on her cheeks, and a cock in her mouth, and another in her pussy. Flik held her head in place as he stuffed the pretty elf's mouth, and Sheena had taken off her pants completely to spread her legs, with green boots still on, and to plug her snatch. The warrior in blue was rough, fucking her face like he was working out issues, while Sheena was enthusiastic if fumbling, feeling like he had trouble finding a rhythm, or even keeping his dick inside her. She looked around for Jeane, as much Flik pounding her mouth would allow, and wasn't surprised to see her with three men.
As Jeane rode Viktor like a banshee, she alternated between sucking off Eikei and Griffith, who in turn took every opportunity they could to fondle her full tits, with perfect heft, and erect nipples begging for endless play. But men didn't tend to last endless play with Jeane, and Griffith was the the first to come, jetting thick blasts of spooge on her boobs as she stroked him. She milked him dry and smiled at him, even with her lips wrapped around Eikei's meat, and she never missed a beat in the rhythmic motions of her hips, milking pleasure out of Viktor's hard-on.
Viki whimpered around Georges' manhood in her mouth as Pahn fucked her hard, and the gambler had a great view of the cute magician and her sensual expressions as she ineffectively tried to suck him off with Pahn's constant, pounding distraction. He looked over to Nei, the elf, who was taking her double pounding like she had been waiting for it, and Jeane, with freshly cummed-on tits, who was moving off Viktor but not looking exhausted, only excited.
Nei wiggled her mouth off from Flik's hard, sloppy cock, and then maneuvered herself out from under Sheena. As Flik stood up, she leaped into his lap, wrapping her legs around him, and guided his cock into her pussy. He got over his surprise quick, and took a firm hold of the lithe elf, fucking her as she pressed her lips onto his. Sheena looked disappointed at first, but then he looked at Viki, and Jeane, and then went to the runemistress, erect dick pointing the way.
Jeane lay down on the blanket, and Eikei was between her legs, brushing away the sexy red dress to get better access to her pussy. As he entered her, Jeane spread around the cum on her tits, making them glisten in the light of the fire, then she pushed them together as Viktor straddled her chest, his cock slick with her wetness. When Sheena approached, she opened her lips to him, and soon she had three cocks on her again, as Eikei fucked her pussy, Viktor humped her slick and glistening bosom, and Sheena enjoyed the exquisite feeling of her mouth on his dick, and the sound of her excited moans.
Viki was moaning loudly, and then she got even louder, twitching and rocking back and forth, as Pahn continued pounding her, and Georges pulled out from her mouth, getting to hear her cute and feminine moans. Pahn stopped eventually, breathing hard, and Viki slumped on the log, shivering and whimpering.
"Are you cold? Do you want a blanket?" asked Georges.
"Ahhh... no," she replied feebly, and rolled over. Then she leaned her head back over the log, and looked at Georges, upside down. "Umm, you can use my mouth, if you like." The black-haired magician opened her mouth wide, and Georges' eyes also spread wide. The gambler quickly took her up on the offer, pushing his meat inside her mouth and starting to fuck the mage's pretty face. It felt different now that he could just pound her accommodating mouth, and he went to town on her, holding onto her red coat and white robe as he stuffed Viki's cute face, hard, making her drool and gasp for breath.
"Oh fuuuuuck... yesss!" cried Nei, and came in Flik's hold, grasping him desperately, as her pussy spasmed around his hard cock, milking him for his cum, but he held steady, until she was spent and satisfied. Trembling, weak at her legs, she let go of him, and dropped to the blanket, on her knees. Then, Pahn appeared in front of her, stroking his slick hard-on. "Are you by any chance a holly?" she asked, looking at his throbbing cock. "With thick white holly juice for me?" she continued, looking at Flik.
Flik grinned, also stroking himself. Then, with a deep grunt, Pahn came, spraying Nei with his thick cum. The green-haired elf closed her eyes, but with a wide open smile, as jizz splashed all over her face, on her green coat, and on her bust, on the white vest. With a strained groan, Flik also erupted, spurting a copious load over the smiling elf, jetting sticky ropes of spooge onto her green hair, into her mouth, and all over her clothes.
Fucking Viki's mouth, Georges too had reached his limit, and he pulled out, sending long spurts of thick white seed all over Viki's red coat and white robe. As she caught her breath, face wet and sloppy, Georges stroked the last of his load on her mouth, giving her lips a glossy white sperm glazing.
Jeane spat out Sheena's dick from her mouth. "Oh yes, oh yes, oh, ngh--aaaaaaaaah!" she moaned, and looked like she was about to take off, pressing her hands onto the blanket, her head twitching, Santa cap flailing and her upper body gyrating. Seeing Jeane in her wild climax, Viktor pushed his cock between her tits for one last time, before the spasming organ sprayed heavy spurts of spunk all over the runemistress at her sexual high. Stroking himself like possessed, seeing the stunning Jeane in her orgasmic beauty and showered with sperm, Sheena almost fell over her as he came, erupting all over the increasingly messy mage. The coaxing of her pussy was also too much for Eikei, who pulled out just enough to ejaculate all over the deep red dress, adding copious stains of white semen on the cum-soaked garment.
Now all the three well-fucked women had a festive holiday decoration, spent and content with the men, in the forest glade with boar meat roasting on the fire.
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Santa Jeane and all the cast wish you a very naughty and white XXXmas!
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