'Twas The Night Before Christmas -- XXX-Style
(c)1997, L. Ruleman III

                    'Twas The Night Before Christmas ...
                         When all through the house
         You could hear Mother moaning, as Dad tore at her blouse;
        Hard cock pounded dripping pussy relentlessly without care,
     Both reaching for the ecstasy that they knew would soon be there.
           Brother and Sister were upstairs snuggling in the bed,
             His eyes clenched so tightly as she gave him head;
      And Mother in her see-thru teddy, and Dad wearing leather chaps,
             Had just settled down for a long roll in the sack;
              When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
          Dad sprang from the bed with pussy juice all asplatter.
                 Away to the window they flew like a flash,
          Dad threw open the window and bent Mother over the sash.
           The moon on her breasts gave them such a golden glow,
            He grabbed hold of them, "I'm cumming" he did crow.
              When, what to his wondering eyes should appear,
            But a miniature sleigh and eight well hung reindeer,
                 With a little driver who had out his dick,
              He knew in a moment, it was horny old St. Nick.
             More rapid than an eagle, stroking until he came,
         He whistled, drooled and shouted, and called them by name:
                        "Now, Dasher! fuck Dancer!"
                        "Now, Prancer! suck Vixen!"
                          "Comet!, get on Cupid! "
                         "Dunder!, you do Blixen!"
            "Let's do it on the porch, let's do it on the wall,
               "Now, pound away! pound away! pound away all!"
              Faster and faster did the little man's hand fly,
              And in just an instant cum shot toward the sky,
           Then up to the housetop, the exhausted reindeer flew,
       With a sleigh full of adult toys, and horny old St. Nick, too.
              And then, in a twinkling, was heard on the roof
                The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
             Dad heard Brother and Sister coming from the room,
         He wondered how he'd hide his cock with it in full bloom.
           As he was quickly covering Mother and turning around,
                Down the chimney St. Nick came with a bound.
                He was nude as a jaybird, from head to foot,
           And his skin was all tarnished and covered with soot;
         A bundle of vibrators and strap-on's flung over his back,
              Sister just stared and started to rub her crack.
         His eyes - how they twinkled - as he grabbed Sister, Mary,
    His cheeks were like roses as he penetrated her and took her cherry.
               His droll little mouth was drawn up in a bow,
                  He was ready to cum but Mother said no.
     Mother straddled his face and told him to use his lips and teeth,
       As her steamy pussy and legs encircled his neck like a wreath.
              He had a broad little face and a great big cock.
            Mother shoved it inside her, her face full of shock.
              He was chubby and plump, really a well hung elf,
        Sister said "Get off, Mother. I gotta have more for myself."
            With the wink in his eye, and the size of his cock,
            Sister knew on her womb something soon would knock,
              He spoke not a word but pumped away at his work,
        and then suddenly they all came at once with a panting jerk.
              When all were exhausted and could take no more,
                 St. Nick got up staggering from the floor.
                     Laying a finger aside of his nose,
                   Giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
         He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a lusty whistle,
          And away they flew to visit our neighbor, Mrs. Thistle.
   But they heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight, "Horny Christmas

 to all, and to all a good night!"