The Christmas parade turns into girls gone wild for horny Mrs. Claus!
I hustled and bustled through the house with Christmas music blasting on the stereo. I loved the holiday season! The girls and I were on a parade crew and had a float in the local Christmas parade. I have looked forward to it for the last five years, and this one was no different. I whistled and hummed to the tune of the Christmas songs as I pulled out my Mrs. Claus costume with two different sides to it. During the day, the Christmas parade was a family event where we threw candy, and all were welcome. I have a wholesome, adorable Mrs. Claus for that! Mrs. Claus has a little secret, though! With two pulls of some Velcro and the opening of a couple of snaps and a latch, Mrs. Claus’s skirt comes off, along with her top, leaving behind a red sequined sexy Mrs. Claus bodysuit that has mesh stockings, pushed-up cleavage, and everything else Mrs. Claus needs to unleash her naughty adult side! This year Mrs. Claus is getting some cock! I said to myself as I held up the little bodysuit in front of my body for a good look over in the mirror. I loved the family parade, don’t get me wrong, but my favorite was the wild weekend, the adults-only part of the annual Christmas parade where my hot little Mrs. Claus ensemble could be freely unleashed to come out and play!
For the last three years, I have bumped into an “out-of-stater” who comes into town for the parade. He wears a snowman costume, and every year, we meet up and flirt; he has me cracking up and longing for him simultaneously. I don’t know anything about him, we’ve never exchanged numbers or spoken outside of the Christmas parade festivities, but last year all I could think about, as odd as it may seem, was fucking the snowman at the adult-only Christmas parade. It was his voice! It was so sexy, and his movements were so agile! I felt he must be just about the same age as me once I evaluated those two things and came to that assessment with my findings. Last season, I tried so hard to get my beloved snowman to take the head off his costume. Still, despite coming close, ultimately, I had no luck and was left with nothing but the usual questions that swirled through my mind, coupled with an unfulfilled desire for my sexy mystery snowman. Last year, he walked away laughing and singing: “I’ll be baaaack aaagain somedaaaay,” to the tune of a familiar Christmas song we all know as I playfully gave him the finger in my sexy Mrs. Claus Christmas Parade costume. This year, I was going to have this snowman if it’s the last thing I did.
“Hey, Becky! Yeah, I’m nearly ready and can head out to meet you in front of the Christmas Town bodega like usual! Are Marly, Jess, Ava, and Katy meeting us there too? Okay, I will see you soon!” I said excitedly before hanging up and dropping my phone into my purse to leave. The entire ride to the Christmas parade, all I thought about was my snowman, and I couldn’t wait to see him again. All I really wanted was to see what was underneath that costume, finally!
Gosh, I hope his carrot is big! I thought to myself before busting out laughing in my car, bopping to more Christmas tunes to keep the spirit merry on my way. The mesh stockings on my legs hidden under my Mrs. Claus costume aroused me. Mesh stockings always seemed to do that to me. Not to mention the sexy little red sequined corset that paired so well with my little round metal glasses and white wig. It was a real sight to behold! I arrived at the Christmas bodega and met my five friends, who were anxiously awaiting to get the night started. After saying hello, we began to get ready to meet our helpers and get on our float. I would ride it as Mrs. Claus and rip off the upper part of the costume as soon as it ends, and the let sexy times begin!
“I hope you’re still not thinking about trying to find and hook up with your weird snowman friend, are you Tess?” My friend Ava said to me after spotting me looking all around as if I was seeking someone important out of the crowd. “You bet your bubble butt I am! I’m getting myself some snowman carrot tonight!” I said while giving her a little nudge with my elbow and cracking up, laughing next to her. I went back to waving at the crowd when I spotted exactly who I hoped to see. My hot and tempting Christmas parade snowman friend! My heart pounded, and I felt myself get wet between my legs; all I could think about was ripping that costume off his body and finally getting to experience everything about him. Drinks and partying commenced for a while before I found myself having a one-hour conversation with him.
I grabbed his hand and pulled him to an alley around the corner where everything was quiet and no one would see us. We left the rest of the Christmas parade attendants, including my friends, whom I winked at as we waved and ran around the corner. “Last year, I asked you if there was a Mrs. snowman, and you said no. I need to know if that is still the case. Are you single?” I asked my Christmas parade snowman crush after getting him backed into a corner of a dark area that gave us quite a bit of privacy. He shook his head; yes, and that was all I needed.
My hand quickly reached down and hit the thick padded material of the snowman costume that covered his crotch area. There I was in my Mrs. Claus wig and little metal-rim glasses, sexy lingerie coupled with it, and the rock-hard snowman I was finally going to fuck right there at my disposal. I heard him gasp through the costume as my hand ran over the sensitive area between his legs. I pressed my body and his and ached to find a way to get him out of that costume. I reached up and yanked the snowman head off to finally get a look at the mystery man underneath it. It hit the floor, and my eyes locked with his. “Oh my God, you’re just as amazing as I have imagined!” I said with wide eyes that were undoubtedly full of magic and wonder, but not just for the time of year! “I’ve wanted you for so long! Every Christmas parade, I think about you bending me over and stuffing your cock inside me.” I said breathlessly as the intense pounding in my chest, and my pussy grew to sync up in rhythm.
“One of the bonuses to living in a warm client,” I said to my sexy friend, “we don’t need clothes outdoors at Christmastime!” I said as I undid the back of his costume and left him standing naked before me. Both of us well hidden behind some trash cans and crates stacked by the backdoor of the restaurant we landed behind. I dropped to my knees and began sucking his cock; it was like a rock already and impressive in size. “Oh my god, your cock is amazing! Why have you kept this from me all these years!” I said between muffled slurps of his length. He moaned in response and gripped my shoulders with his clenching fists before pulling me up to his mouth, grabbing my face, and kissing me as if he’d waited a thousand years to do so. He pushed me to the wall this time, and we pulled at one another’s bodies, both of us aching to finally fuck. Then, like a whirlwind, he spun me around, bent me over quickly, and plunged his big, stiff shaft into my pussy from behind. “Oh my god, yes!” I screamed out, pushing my fist into my own mouth to keep myself quiet. I didn’t want the entire town at the Christmas parade to walk around the corner and find Mrs. Claus fucking the snowman!
Our bodies bounced and slapped together as I felt him ravenously thrusting in and out of me. Then he pulled out. “I’m going to cum.” He said, barely able to get the words out through the grunts of pleasure. Within seconds I felt large spurts of warmth pelt my lower back and ass, and I had one empty snowman moaning and trying to catch his breath. “That was unbelievable!” I said, turning around to grab my mystery man’s face and give him a thank-you kiss. “I can’t believe I finally got to bang my Christmas parade snowman! So, can I have your first name now?” I asked before we both broke into laughter and headed out from satisfaction alley to rejoin the group. What a Christmas it was!