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A Visit from St Nick

Taki moaned desperately. It was just her luck, to have her heat strike on Christmas eve. Tomorrow she had to host a Christmas dinner for countless friends and family, and unless she could somehow have her urges tended to by then... she shuddered at the mere thought of the chaos that could ensue. Trying to perform any task, even simple ones, when under the influence of heat was like trying to drive while not only blind drunk, but also while having your clit sucked on by a vacuum pump. A houseful of guests, the expectation of plating up a spectacular christmas feast, and the near constant desire to run through and fuck whatever male present possessed the biggest cock and most virile set of balls, would most certainly not make for a holly jolly holiday.

Lying upon the living room couch, the skunk furiously fought against her body. She knew it was useless to try and resist the thrall of her heat, so instead she sought to fight it head on. There were no men around, and likely no suitably endowed candidates going to be wandering the streets mere minutes from the midnight chimes of Christmas, thus Taki's only option was to defeat her heat solo. To trick her body into believing that it had been bred, if not through quality then by the sheer quantity of orgasmic ecstasy through which she would put it.

"Fuck! _Fuck yes _!"

The curved violet dildo with which Taki had been ploughing herself for the last fifteen minutes was one of the skunk's favourites. It was perfectly formed for striking at her g-spot, and had been doing that exact job to perfection for quite some time. Hungrily the skunk tweaked at the metal piercing which ran through her clitoris, shrieking as a fresh wave of her ejaculatory juices gushed out over the already sodden towel that she had thrown over the couch. Her right hand drove the toy hard into herself again and again, working her arm muscles to the max to fight through the tight convulsions of her ongoing orgasm and continuing to pound at her most sensitive inner reaches.

"Ohh g-god... ohh... ohhhh n-no..."

For just a moment, hope blazed through the skunk's heart as her orgasm began to wane and the fevered desires of her body seemed to release her from their hold. Then she drew a breath, just a single breath, and with that fresh rush of oxygen to her brain she felt her heat roar back into life. It blazed hotter and harder than ever through every fibre of her body, and Taki's giddy cries turned to frantic, mournful wails. Without even a moment's pause she fought to drive her body even faster, ever closer to its absolute limits. Her arm ached. Her pussy was begging for relief almost as much as it continued to plead for release. But she couldn't stop. If she took even a moment's break, her body would have a chance to recover. To restore her libido to its full and terrifying intensity. And then... then there would be no hope for her when tomorrow came.

Alone in the living room, her body bare for obvious reasons from the waist down but draped in a large, loose fitting t-shirt which she had not yet found the patience to remove, the illuminations of the Christmas tree was the only light falling across the skunk's blue and white furred body. In that dim, multicolour glow, Taki couldn't see the face of the clock upon the wall. As she feverishly masturbated there was no way for her to know that midnight had come and gone, and that she was now pleasuring herself into the early hours of Christmas morning.

The thick wet slurping of the toy plunging in and out of Taki's sodden pussy was loud enough that at first, the skunk didn't hear the sleigh bells. She didn't hear the clatter of hooves upon her roof, nor the muffled cursing as someone realised that this house did not possess an open fire or functional chimney.

She did however see the light from the hallway beyond the living room. The pale yellow, magical glow as a puff of dust came shooting through the front doors keyhole, and the bright flash as a figure appeared where the dust fell.

Only due to the sheer shock of what she was seeing did Taki have the good sense to stop masturbating, to drag herself at least partially upright and stare over the back of the couch as the shadowy figure brushed the glowing dust off his red and white coat and trousers.

He looked around, pushing his red, snowy bobbled hat back from his face, and mere moments later set eyes upon the skunk; only the top of her head visible over the back of the couch.

In a gruff, growly voice, he cursed.

"Fuck."

But not a moment later, he smiled. Peeling off his hat, the figure stepped through the living room door and closer to the stunned, semi-naked skunk. The Christmas tree lights shone upon his face at last, and Taki identified the figure as a dog. A Norwegian elkhound. He was big. Not fat, but thick and muscular. His face was grizzled, muzzle encircled by a white beard, but his eyes were wide and bright blue.

He smiled at Taki, or at least of what he could see of her, and inhaled, ready to explain his presence in his home.

His nose wrinkled as he breathed in.

His eyes narrowed, then bulged in realisation.

Almost without thinking, the elkhound stepped around the side of the couch, and found himself staring at Taki's body now in its entirety. Naked from the waist down, thighs soaked and matted. Holding a purple dildo deep inside her visibly quivering, dripping pussy, whilst seated upon a towel that looked like it had been used to soak up a veritable bath-load of liquid already.

"I... I don't suppose you need to ask who I am."

His voice spoke as if it had said those words countless times before. But the trembling in his tone spoke of his effort to remain on script, despite what he was seeing, and what he was feeling.

"Ever had a p-present under the tree that you weren't sure where it was from? A d-distant relative, or a friend who p-put it there without you noticing? Something you wanted, b-but never had t-the time or money to buy for yourself as a luxury? That's me. T-that's what I do."

His cheeks flushed as the skunk's hand upon the toy pulled it a few inches out, then pushed it back in again. Taki's whole faced burned crimson with shame, unable to believe what she was feeling her body doing. Here she was, sitting before Santa himself, and she still couldn't keep her heat ridden libido in check.

"When I go... you won't remember seeing me. You won't know where the present I've brought for you came from. You won't remember me asking you what it is you want. The luxury. The little something extra you crave, b-but couldn't justify getting for yourself?"

He cleared his throat bashfully.

"A-and you won't remember me apologising for disturbing you at such an... intimate moment. But I am sorry, genuinely so."

The skunk shook her head. She pulled on her purple toy, tugging on it not just to withdraw some of its length for the next inward stroke, but dragging it all the way out. It came loose with a thick slurp, and a desperate grunt from Taki herself.

"D-don't apologise. I... I know exactly what it is I want. And y-you came at the perfect time to give it to me."

Taki rose from the couch. She stumbled, drunk on lust, towards the buff Santa, and her trembling hands grasped at the crotch of his bright red trousers, groaning happily as she felt them tented and bulging, barely concealing the hard-on that lay within.

"Fuck me. Breed me. I w-want your cum. Your knot locked inside me."

The elkhound whined nervously, taking a shaky step back, but not a big enough step to actively remove Taki's hands from his crotch. He shook his head, though his eyes were blazing with hunger as the scent of her heat continued to permeate his every thought.

"I... I c-can't. I have a schedule. The reindeer are waiting on the roof. A-and... back home. Mrs Claus. She... w-we..."

Taki shook her head, wordlessly cutting off Santa's comments as she started to unbuckle his thick leather belt. Soon his trousers were around his ankles, and to the skunk's glee he was wearing no underwear. A thick, ten inch slab of glorious canine manhood lay before her wide eyes, throbbing a deep red and just begging to be touched.

She resisted though. She didn't lay a single hand upon his bare member. After all, she didn't want to tease the dog. She didn't want to play around. Taki stumbled back over to the couch, turned round, and bent over its nearest arm. Her thick, white striped blue tail flagged high up into the air, and she placed a hand between her legs, spreading apart the slick, juicy lips of her needy pussy.

"Please. P-please. There's only one thing I need for Christmas this year. Only one thing you can give me that I'll be happy with. I-it's right there. All you need to do... is do it. Put it in me. J-just one, quick fuck. T-that's all. Please."

Mere moments later, Taki screamed with joy as she felt a pair of strong hands grab at her hips. A deep, rumbling voice, far different from that which had spoken to her so kindly and with such genuine, innocent affection, rang out around the living room.

"If it is within my power to grant a Christmas gift to one who I visit, then I must. But..."

The dog's cock brushed up against the burning hot, sodden lips of Taki's pussy. She sobbed with anticipation, and he snarled at the intense, glorious heat radiating off her.

"...but if you think that a fuck from Santa is going to be quick, or short? You've got another thing coming, young lady."

The elkhound's member began to push forward. To drive itself into Taki's depths. With a heart-wrenching scream, the skunk climaxed right there and then. Hot gouts of feminine fluid began to pour out of her steamy depths, flooding around the shaft slowly but surely driving its way ever deeper inside her. Its owner whined and huffed happily at the female's reaction to his entry, but still kept on speaking as her convulsing pussy milked at his cock.

"To get round the world in just one night requires control over time itself. While I work, the only place time passes is the place where I am. So... for the rest of the world, the time you and I spend together might be a tenth of a second. But for you? For me? For us? I could fuck you for hours. For days, and no-one would ever know."

Taki whimpered softly, her orgasm passing, but the next already building fast.

"Oh god. O-oh god... t-then... please. Please, j-just do it. Fuck me, Santa."

And to the skunk's joy, to her infinite relief, he did so.

He fucked Taki till her screams were no longer of desire, but of over-stimulated, overworked and wholly overwhelmed fatigue. He fucked her till her pussy was raw and gaping from the number of times his knot had driven into and dragged its way out of her, and until the couch was soaked not only in her juices, but with trails and pools of his, too.

He fucked the skunk until she could no longer remain conscious, and with one final shriek of abject rapture collapsed within his arms; her body able to bounce up and down upon his thick knot no longer.

By the time Taki awoke once more, he was long gone, and the skunk had no memory of his visit. All she knew was that her couch, her body, and most of all her pussy, were drenched in sexual fluids; many of them male. Most importantly though, the skunk knew that her heat had passed. That whatever, or whoever had happened to her, had satisfied the seemingly insatiable itch which had possessed her when last she recalled being conscious.

Groaning softly with delight, Taki pushed up her t-shirt and rubbed at her belly. It felt warm and slightly swollen. Whether this was just the lingering feeling of the male's cum within her, the skunk didn't know. Whatever the reason, she caressed her stomach affectionately, and with an almost hopeful motherly tenderness.

For some time Taki just lay there on the couch, basking in the complete satisfaction which was present within every cell of her body. It was only when the sun began to rise, peeking in through the living room drapes, that she glanced around the room, and in particular down at the Christmas tree.

Resting underneath it, alongside all the presents that she had received or wrapped for the guests coming round later today, was a new gift. Not wrapped in paper, but tied with ribbon in a lavish golden bow.

It was a dildo. A malleable rubber dildo, about ten inches long, in the deep red hue of a dog's cock and knot.

As Taki scrambled off the couch to investigate the toy, she noticed a small tag attached to the bow. A small, hand-written message was inscribed upon it.

Aloud, she read it to herself.

"Think of me when you use this... my..."

Taki's eyebrows rose, and she giggled at the silliness of what was written next.

"My pretty little ho-ho-ho ~ S.C."

The skunk shook her head. Try as she might, she couldn't think what S.C could stand for. Nor indeed how whomever she had hooked up with last night had managed to find the time to run out, buy her a sex toy in the early hours of Christmas Day, and return to place it under her tree all before she had woken up.

As she turned the toy over and over in her hands though, a small flash of recollection did pass through the skunk's mind. Her cheeks flushed as she remembered a flash of red and white cloth falling to reveal a cock just like this fake one. A pair of lips encircled by a lush white beard kissing her. And a voice, soft but deep, whispering to her as she bounced wildly upon his cock between feverish, volatile orgasms.

"I'll be sure to put you on my naughty list for when I visit next year. But don't worry, that isn't a bad thing. All my favourite men and women go on the naughty list. It reminds me that I can expect more than milk and cookies when I visit them."

Taki shuddered at the memory, and bit her bottom lip. She may not have been overwhelmed by her heat any more, but thinking about all those flashes of memory... whatever they meant... was making her horny.

Horny enough, perhaps, to warrant a little personal time before she started her Christmas day.

Horny enough to make use of this brand new toy, which since she did not know the giver's identity... Taki could only presume that had been left for her by Saint Nick himself.

By Jeeves