Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)
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				Title: <strong>Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>03-12-2007, 21:29:19</strong>
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				The party was alive and kicking. It was the last night before Christmas Break, which meant nearly a month of not seeing each other. Christmas parties were occurring all over the college campus and the unseasonably warm weather meant that big winter coats were not needed. There were plenty of Santa Hats and Naughty Elves to go around, but only Nike would win the best costume contest. It probably helped that his name was similar to Saint Nicholas, and his Santa Costume went to the extreme. A fake beard adorned his otherwise clean shaven face and a wig covered his short dark hair, white tendrils of hair hanging out from under his Santa Hat. His Santa Costume was complete, with a pillow acting as stuffing inside to give his otherwise chiseled abs the protruding belly look. He received many compliments through the night, and his fair share of jokes, and it took most people several minutes to figure out who he was under the costume. A beer in hand, he found a couch to sit on to catch his breath. It sure was hot under all of that hair.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>04-12-2007, 19:05:16</strong>
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				They were late to the party, although Charity insisted that it was fashionably late, while Harmony thought that it would have been pushing the boundries had anyone been expecting them.&nbsp; As it was, though, they had no dates, nor friends, nor expectations of seeing anyone they knew.&nbsp; After all, that was why they had chosen this particular party tonight.&nbsp; Tonight, Charity and Harmony didn't exist.&nbsp; Tonight there were only Naughty and Nice, two of Santa's elves out looking for a few laughs and a good time.&nbsp; <br><br>They'd been brewing up this idea ever since last years party.&nbsp; Of course, it had been Charity's idea.&nbsp; The less savory one's usually were.&nbsp; After all, she <em>was</em> the naughty twin.&nbsp; And tonight, she was dressed the part.&nbsp; A black lace corset that barely concealed her nicely rounded breasts.&nbsp; Garters run past her matching lacy panties holding up a pair of black stockings that ran done her legs and disappeared into a pair of 4 inch red stilletoes.&nbsp; She and Harmony had taken a lot of care in tying red velvet ribbons around her wrists and ankles and the tops of her stockings,&nbsp; as well as one around her slender neck.&nbsp; Atop her blonde tresses, a Santa hat was set at a jaunty angle, a single bell at it's apex jingling merrily as she walked up to the frat house door. <br><br>Harmony, her identical twin, was dressed as only a nice elf would dress.&nbsp; She wore a cute little red mini dress, a row of silver buttons running from hem to collar, one that showed off the top of her candy striped red and white stockings and shoes that matched her sisters perfectly.&nbsp; white gloves adorned her hands and a black belt with a gold buckle encircled her slender waist.&nbsp; She too wore a santa hat, only she jingled rather loudly as she walked, a single anklet of jingle bells as well as a pair of belled braclets accessorized her outfit.&nbsp; <br><br>Not bothering to knock - after all, it was an open party - they let themselves into the house, both wearing bright, cheeful smiles, and began to mix, aware of the admiring looks and attention that they were quickly attracting from the men in the room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>04-12-2007, 19:12:14</strong>
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				Nick saw the two girls enter and found himself immediately drawn to them. Twins they were, but were dressed almost oppositely. He was starting to feel a little tipsy so would have to take it a little slower for a time, least he ruin his night, but he was sure he had never seen the two before. Freshman, most likely. He grins to himself, though his beard hides it well, and rises to meet them halfway across the room.<br><br>"Hello ladies!" He says, extending his arms to embrace them both in a hug, eyes drifting down to the exposed cleavage presented to him. "Welcome to Santas...uh...workshop! I'm Nick - Saint Nick that is - and you two need a drink!" He wraps his arms around their waists as he turns, standing between them, shepherding them towards the kitchen where the cans and kegs were.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>04-12-2007, 19:56:49</strong>
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				"Oooh, it's Santa!" the girl giggled, almost in unison, their voices eerily alike.&nbsp; Stepping into his embrace, blue eyes shining mischeviously, they each wrapped their arms about him, obviously content to accompany him, while Charity kept up a constant stream of conversation and Harmony simply nodded.&nbsp; <br>"I'm Naughty and this is Nice, Saint Nick, or do you mind if we just call you Santa?"&nbsp; Even with the addition of their heels, the tops of the girls head were at eye level.&nbsp; Their slender waist accented their firm young breasts to breath taking and while Naughty's cleavage was wells displayed, Nice's Tight dress drew as much attention to hers as well.<br><br>"And yes, we could use some Christmas cheer, Santa.&nbsp; After all, the North Pole gets very cold and an ale or two would help warm us up quite a bit."&nbsp; She winked at him as she said it, pressing herself against him in a very friendly manner, her lips curving upwards in a promising smile. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>04-12-2007, 21:46:40</strong>
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				Nick can only grin. The two new girls seemed eager for his attention, and even the 'Nice' one was wearing some very appealing clothes. He wasn't sure who to keep looking at, or who he wanted to concentrate on more - getting either girl to his room would be the best score of the year and the best way to close it out as break was coming up. Lots of eyes turned lustfully towards the twins, but most people were otherwise preoccupied. He quickly grabbed a can of beer - cheap - for each of them and one for himself. "I'll drink to that!" He says. With the way the one looked at him, it seemed he would get lucky with at least her tonight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>05-12-2007, 17:45:21</strong>
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				Taking the offered beers and letting go of Nick long enough to pop it open, Nice raised her beverage in salute and took a small sip, making a face.&nbsp; Naughty, on the other hand, didn't even bother, shaking her head and putting the beverage down on a handy end table as they passed through the living room.<br><br>"I thought this was supposed to be a grade A party, Santa." she cooed, sexily, the hint of a frown on her face.&nbsp; "Don't you have anything better then... Bud?"&nbsp; She said the word with obvious disdain, making it clear that she wasn't pleased by the choice.&nbsp; Nor, apparently was her twin, whose opened beverage soon joined Naughty's on the table.&nbsp; <br><br>"Maybe Santa didn't get our Christmas list, Naughty."&nbsp; she said, managing to keep a mostly straight face.&nbsp; "I'm sure that we'd put good beer on there right right after..."<br><br>"A good hard cock."&nbsp; Naughty said, finishing her sentence for her, with a grin. "Too bad, because I'm sure that Santa would have liked giving that too us... oh, well...maybe next year...."&nbsp; <br><br>With teasing smiled, the girls both let go of Santa, expectant looks on their faces, eye brows cocked, mirroring each other perfectly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>05-12-2007, 17:50:03</strong>
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				Santa - Nick - almost chocked on the beer he was swallowing when he heard them say 'cock'. He quickly sets his beer down next to theirs and grabs their hands. "I think that, uh, list got locked in my room - uh, Santas Office. Along with the good booze." He quickly says, trying to save the situation that was clearly going to get him laid by the two of them if he played his cards rights. They were taking this little roleplay to the extreme too. "Perhaps you'd like to join me up there for the..uh...Grade A party?" He asks, eyes drawn from one to the other, not sure who to look at or where.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>05-12-2007, 18:06:47</strong>
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				Naughy smiled saucily, giving her sister an enigmatic smile, pulling her hand just out of reach of Nicks, her sister doing the same a moment later.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Would you mind bringing it out here, Santa?&nbsp; Mabye we could take a look at it, see if we missed anything?"&nbsp; Naughty gave him a wink, running her tongue over her lips brazenly, her hand on her cocked hip.<br><br>Nice's words followed on the tail end of her sisters.&nbsp; "And after that, well, maybe you could find out who's naughty and who's nice.&nbsp; Oh, and yes, Elves really do prefer Absolute, if you have any.&nbsp; And a pair of <em>clean</em> shot glasses?"&nbsp; She lay her hands on Nick's forearm, stroking the red Santa suit gently, looking up at him with eyes that held unspoken promises.
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>05-12-2007, 18:12:28</strong>
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				He slowly shakes his head. "Its really not something I would want other people to see. If they were to see their name on the Naughty list, they might try to, uhm, bribe me to put them on the Nice list. Not to mention all the alcoholics that abound here - if they were to see some hard liqour they'd surely trample poor Santa to death to get to it. It's also a little quieter in Santa's Office and we'll be able to hear ourselves think." He says, hoping that they would give in to him. He didn't have a Naughty/Nice list and had no idea what he would bring out to them! The music was getting louder and people were starting to dance, bumping and grinding.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>05-12-2007, 18:29:49</strong>
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				The girl's looked momentarily disappointed, and Naughty took Nice's arm, moving her away for a few moments, their backs turned as they whipsered back and forth, leaving Nick in suspense for far too long.&nbsp; Finally, something apparently settled between them, Nice turned back to him, her blue eyes partially hidden behind lashes, her smile almost shy.&nbsp; Taking her place at his side again, her hand taking his, she stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear.<br><br>"Naughty says you should show me your office while she goes and gets your toy bag.&nbsp; I hope you don't mind?"&nbsp; <br><br>Naughty's lips curved up in an impish smile and she placed one finger on her lips, slowly pulling it between them, sucking it slowly into her mouth as he watched.&nbsp; Not to be outdone, Nice brushed her lips against his ear lobe and his cheek, kissing him gently.
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>05-12-2007, 19:03:05</strong>
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				Shudders of pleasure course down his spine as Nice kisses him on the cheek and earlobe, while Naughty makes a very provocative gesture. Was he dreaming? This seemed almost like a dream. "Not at all...last door on the right, if you don't know where my office is." He says, feeling his heartbeat rise a little. He wraps an arm around Nice again. "Shall i escort you to my office?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>05-12-2007, 19:54:13</strong>
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				"Oh, would you mind?"&nbsp; she said, her voice at his ear, low, seductive, her breath warm against him as she took his arm, obviously willing to play out the game.<br><br>Naughty smiled, winking at her sister.&nbsp; "That's my good girl.&nbsp; You keep Santa warm and jolly while I go fetch his toy bag.&nbsp; Then perhaps we can play some reindeer games?"&nbsp; With that, she turned, sauntering through the room, knowing that every eye was on her barely covered ass, and enjoying it, evident my the smile on her face as she blew a kiss here and there to random members of the frat house before leaving.<br><br>Nice, watched as well, her own eye's on her twins round bottom, waiting until she exited before turning back to Nick.<br><br>"You heard Naughty.&nbsp; Let's go get comfortable, shall we?"&nbsp; she giggled softely, kissing him on the cheek again, this time her lips lingering much longer, the tip of her tongue teasingly tracing what might have been a heart against his soft skin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>05-12-2007, 20:03:52</strong>
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				Despite having Nice on his arm, he found his eyes also followed after the rear of Naughty, hoping to glimpse what she wore underneath, or better yet, some of her more 'private' places. His attention is soon drawn back to Nice, and he feels her tongue on his cheek. Perhaps he would get a little alone time with her while Naughty was gone? He quickly leads her from the room and up the stairs, walking down to the end of the hallway. He opens his bedroom door for her, standing aside to let her enter first. "After you." He says.<br><br>The room is surprisngly clean but is generally typical of frat house. Posters of various hard-rock bands are on the wall, the window-blinds are shut, and his desk is full of papers, PC games, and his computer. His bed is queensized, however, with black sheets and comforter. Apart from the desk chair, there is also a bean-bag chair and a futon, making the room a little crowded. Hard Liqour and some clean glasses rest on a shelf, next to some books. "Care for a drink?" He says, reaching for a bottle and a pair of glasses.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>06-12-2007, 17:55:27</strong>
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				Nice smiled, pleased at his gentlemanly behavior.&nbsp; After all, neither sister had known what they were in for, not completely.&nbsp; &nbsp;Frat houses were always mixed bags, and usually there was a certain level of testosterone... Obviously, Santa had enough self control that he could at least keep it in check.. at least for the time being...<br><br>She looked around, also pleasantly surprised by how neat the room was, her eyes quickly going to the queen sized bed, smiling appreciativly as she walked over to it and sat down demurly, legs crossed.<br><br>"Yes, Please, Santa.&nbsp; But just one.&nbsp; I don't want to get too tipsy before Naughty gets back."<br><br>Naughty, meanwhile, was pulling a small bag from the trunk of her car, parked just around the corner from the frat house.&nbsp; They'd taken care to find something that matched their outfits - a black leather bag with the words "Toy Bag" on it.&nbsp; Slinging it over one shoulder, she smiled in anticipation as she headed back to the party.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>06-12-2007, 18:02:17</strong>
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				He nods his head. "No. Getting Tipsy can happen later." He says, eyes coursing her body. He couldn't help but look now that there weren't any other distractions. The candy-cane socks revealed enough leg between them and the red mini-skirt to make him want to see more. Her breasts weren't as revealed, though he could easily see his hands unbuttoning her shirt to get to them. That would come later, hopefully. <br><br>He sets the other glass and the bottle down on the table, knowing that 'Naughty' would want some herself when she arrived. In the meantime, he sits down next to her, draping his arm over her shoulders. His Santa-Belly protrudes over his black belt, and his beard has become slightly skewed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>06-12-2007, 18:43:45</strong>
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				Nice tipped her drink back, emptying the glass before setting it aside, enjoying the warm feeling that followed.&nbsp; It had been just enough to relax her and strip away the last of her inhibitions, not that there were many left to lose.&nbsp; They'd discussed this venture for weeks, lying awake at night in bed together, giggling about it, wondering what would happen, growing more and more excited as the night approached. She'd never done anything like this before, and certainly not with her twin sister.&nbsp; Charity, however, had, and it was her lead she was following.&nbsp; After all, she had chose 'Naughty' as her moniker for a reason.&nbsp; <br><br>And now... it would be so easy to just let it happen, be bold.&nbsp; After all, just because she was 'Nice' didn't mean she couldn't have fun.&nbsp; <br><br>Leaning against him as he put his arm around her shoulders, she slipped hers around his waist, her gaze running up and down his form, wondering what his 'belly' hid, hoping that very little of it was his.&nbsp; And then she looked up into his face, seeing desire in his eyes, and the faintest tinge of pink took her cheeks as she watched his eyes wander over her body, her thighs, her breats... it felt... nice, knowing what he must be thinking...<br><br>"Santa?&nbsp; If you want, maybe you could open your present a little early..."&nbsp; her voice was soft yet inviting.<br><br>-<br><br>Naughty entered the Frat house, aware of how almost everyone's eyes were on her as soon as she did so, and enjoying the attention.&nbsp; Unlike her twin, she wasn't shy and knowing that most of the boys in the room were undressing her with their eyes made her feel good inside.&nbsp; With her bag firmly in hand, she slowly walked through the room, putting an extra wiggle in her bottom, as she sought out 'Santa's Office'.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>06-12-2007, 18:54:42</strong>
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				Her words were like...gold. They assured him of what he had been wanting to do ever since laying eyes on her and her twin sister the first time he had seen them. It was invitation enough for him. He leans he back just a little as he moves in to kiss her, his costume forgotten in the moment, though there was enough room in his beard for his mouth to seek out hers. His other hand came across his body to hers, moving immediately to cup one of her breasts, giving it a firm squeeze. He wasn't sure, but he was pretty certain it was real. Too many girls these days had fake ones, though that wasn't always a bad thing. He also felt his hardness begin to grow as excitement coursed through his body, 'Naughty' forgotten for the moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>06-12-2007, 19:31:00</strong>
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				She smiled, a shy smile, but an encouraging one nevertheless, enjoying the feel of his hand upon her breast, the way it felt as he carressed it through the fabric of her dress, his kiss... she giggled at first, his beard tickling her, but soon she managed to find his lips, kissing him back shyly, yet it was obvious this wasn't the first time she'd been kissed.<br><br>Just outside the door, Naughty Paused, wondering how far things had gone in the short time she'd been gone.&nbsp; After all, her sister was a little less out going then she was... still, she had wanted to do this as much, if not more, then she had... quietly, she turned the door nob, and cracked the door, just enough to peek within...
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>06-12-2007, 19:36:52</strong>
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				She wasn't resisting at all, which was good, and he pressed his tongue into her mouth, trying to ignore the strand of fake beard that managed to get into his mouth as he did so. He squeezed her breast once more before moving his hand to her other breast, squeezing that one through the fabric of her dress too. His hardness had began to tent in the front of his pants, partially hidden by the protruding belly. He had no idea that Naughty had returned, not that she had quietly opened the door.
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				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>06-12-2007, 20:22:18</strong>
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				Nice closed her eyes with a sigh, enjoying the kiss.&nbsp; It was obvious she wasn't the first girl he'd kissed, which relieved her.&nbsp; They'd wanted someone experience, fun, playful... and hopefully they'd found such a guy.&nbsp; Boldy, she moved her hand to his lap, unable to help the pull of breath into her lungs, making her breasts swell, as she found his erection pushing against his Santa pants.<br><br>Naughty watched, enjoying the show, having decided that, for now, she would let her sister take the lead and see what came of it.&nbsp; Besides, there was plenty of time to play catch up.&nbsp; They had all night...
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>06-12-2007, 20:26:56</strong>
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				A little more exploring of his erection would reveal that it was a solid, thick piece of man meat, somewhere around the 10 inch mark. He kept his private area clean shaven too - girls seemed to like that - and he let out a soft moan as she touched it. He hadn't expected the one calling herself 'Nice' to be so forward, but he would never turn a girl down. His own hand moved to her throat, to the top button of her skirt, fumbling awkwardly as he attempted to unbutton her front with one hand. His other hand had meanwhile slipped down to wrap around her firm waist. He was still oblivious to Naughty watching them.
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				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>06-12-2007, 23:02:12</strong>
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				She smiled encouaginly at him as he fumbled for her buttons, gently stroking his erection with one gloved hand, the other wrapped about his waist so that she could anhor herself against him, the swell of her breast pressing against his side.&nbsp; The feel of his hand agaisnt her throat made her heart hammer, wondering if it was merely her buttons he was thinking of, the thought of his fingers tightening gently about her making her squirm slightly, and blush at the warmth between her legs that she knew was darkening her red cotton panties.<br><br>Naughty settled one shoulder against the door frame, thinking that she'd give the pair some time to themselves before making her presence known... not that they couldn't see her peeking in on them, but obviously, they were... distracted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>06-12-2007, 23:09:29</strong>
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				His fingers finally unclasp the top button as his tongue pushes deeper into her mouth to twirl with her tongue. The renegade strand of beard could be ignored for now as he worked on the next button, noticeably easier then the last as some of the tension is gone. He quickly moves onto the next one, working steadily lower and lower, his cock now rock hard under the touch of her roaming hand. A thought at the back of his mind suggested that Naughty would be arriving soon, but as fas as he was concerned, she could join in the fun when she did arrive.
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				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>07-12-2007, 04:29:44</strong>
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				Nice sucked her breath in, holding it as she felt him undo her buttons.&nbsp; Slowly, she let it out, nervously wondering where her sister could be.&nbsp; She wouldn't dare leave her alone, not tonight, not like this.&nbsp; Still, it wasn't so bad, and really, he kissed nicely, and he obviosly was enjoying himself, that much she could tell by the feel of his cock... and he was so big!&nbsp; She couldn't help but grin slightly, even as she kissed him back, her tongue teasing him, her lips moist against his.&nbsp; <br><br>"Looks like you two are getting along well."&nbsp; Naughty said, stepping into the room, deciding that it was time to announce herself.&nbsp; "I brought a few presents to open.&nbsp; Go on about your business while I get settled and then, well, we can exhange gifts."&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>07-12-2007, 14:40:07</strong>
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				As Naughty, speaks, it startles him. He breaks off the kiss to turn his head towards Naughty, though he quickly turns back to Nice. He wondered what sort of Toys she meant, but his mouth quickly found Nice's again, his hand sliding inside the opening of her dress to cup her breast. This night was playing out rather nicely. Too bad they were all going home tomorrow for the break -he wouldn't mind spending a few more nights with these two if it turned out the way he thought - hoped - it would.
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				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>07-12-2007, 18:50:22</strong>
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				Naughty bounced about the room, emptying her toy bag out on the bed with a sassy smile directed at her Sister.&nbsp; They'd carefully wrapped a dozen small boxes and sealed a dozen envelopes the night before in anticpation of hopefully finding a playmate.&nbsp; Nice watched for a brief moment, returning the smile, and then she was kissing Saint Nick once more, sighing lustfully as his hand slide within her dress, cupping her lace covered breast.&nbsp; This was going to be a night to remember, she thought, her hand moving to his hips and slowly, carefully unbuttoning his Pants.<br><br>Naughty watched the couple, still smiling as she lay the presents out in three neat rows of 4 and put all the cards into a careful pile.&nbsp; &nbsp;Let them have a little more fun, she thought, and then the night would begin in earnest!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>07-12-2007, 19:44:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nick parted his legs instinctively as she began to unbutton the front of his red-felt pants. This was going great he thought, wondering what Naughty was laying on the bed. His hand finds the lace bra, slipping in through its top to get to the flesh of her breast, fingers running over her nipple as he massages it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>07-12-2007, 22:16:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nice sighed, the feel of his hand on her breast intoxicating, his rough fingers against her suddenly stiff and almost too sensitive nipple.&nbsp; It felt so...dirty, letting a complete stranger touch her like this, so intimate.&nbsp; Uncrossing her legs, she spread her thighs slightly apart, feeling her lacy little panties dampening with her desire as she worked the buttons on his trousers loose, one by one, freeing his cock from it's confines, her kiss growing more and more passionate, leaning back slightly, letting him force his tongue between her lips...<br><br>Naughty giggled, looking pleased with herself, and settled on the bed to Nick's other flank, her hip and thigh against his as she leaned back on her hands, trying to catch her sister's eye.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>07-12-2007, 22:24:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As his cock comes free, all 10 inches, she would note that he doesn't have a single pubic hair, and the base of his cock is much further back then it would be if he was indeed packing a pouch. He slips his hand from her breast, as she is being so forward, letting it come to rest on her leg, moving slowly upwards under her skirt. He would have to switch positions entirely to show some attention to Naughty, though only their legs were pressing together. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>10-12-2007, 18:13:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Naughy scooted further back on the bed so that her legs were laying out straight, crossed at the ankles, tsking at the antics of her sister and her erstwhile lover teasingly.&nbsp; Oh, yes, this was going to be entertaining.&nbsp; Leaning forward, she clapped her hands together suddenly, once, twice, a third time.&nbsp; Nice, who had been so enjoying the kiss, her gloved hand trembling as she touched Nick's huge erection carefully, starteld, drawing away from the red suited frat boy, blinking, a slight frown upon her face.<br><br>"Can I have your attention before things get <em>too</em> out of hand?"&nbsp; Naughty said with a titter.&nbsp; "I thought perhaps we could play a little game, if you two love birds are in the mood."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>10-12-2007, 23:38:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The moment is brought to a halt when Naughty finally interrupts them. Jealousy, perhaps, he thinks, turning even more to look at her, his cock still rock hard in Nice's hand. His hand remains on her leg as he speaks. "What type of games are you talking about Naughty?" He says, intrigued by the more scantily clad of the twins. It seemed that this had been planned, as his eyes travel over the contents spread on the bed, and was not a spur of the moment thing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>11-12-2007, 19:31:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nice sighed quietly at the interuption, shuffling on the bed a bit, her eyes on her sister full of anticipation as she whispered in Nick's ear.<br><br>"Not reindeer games, Santa.&nbsp; And no, she hasn't told me what's in the boxes either... that would be spoiling the suprise. <br><br>Naughty, now that she had the others attention, moved backwards on the bed, folding her legs beneath her as she blew a kiss to her twin sister.&nbsp; <br><br>"That's right, they're not reindeer games.&nbsp; Here are the rules."&nbsp; As she talked, she lay out 3 small squares of red paper.&nbsp; "Pick one.&nbsp; They're numbered one thru 3. Then number 1 gets to pick a present and an envelope and open them both.&nbsp; I'll explain as we go along, but trust me, it will be fun!"&nbsp; she giggled, taking one of the paper squares herself and glanced at it, smiling.&nbsp; "Number two! I get to go second!"&nbsp; <br><br>Nice Smiled at Nick, reaching over and drawing one of the squares as well, holding it up so that the others could see the 3 marked plainly on it.&nbsp; "That makes Santa number 1!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>11-12-2007, 19:44:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He slipped his hardness back in his pants, buttoning but not zipping up, as he turns to sit on the bed, facing the presents. "Sounds good to me." He says with a grin on his face.<br><br>He looks around at the envelopes and presents in front of him and randomly selects one, quickly opening the envelope. No point wasting time, especially with how horny he felt from the foreplay with Nice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>11-12-2007, 20:28:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Within the envelope was a card with a small drawing of mistletoe in one corner.&nbsp; In a very neat, femine script:<br><br>"Remove 2 pieces of clothing from the partner of your choice.&nbsp; Use your choice of gift on him/her."<br><br>"What does it say?&nbsp; Read it out loud!"&nbsp; Nice said, giggling impatiently, trying to peek over Nick's shoulders, pressing her breasts against the back of his shoulder in her exctiment.<br><br>Naughty too, was looking curiosly at the back of the card, grinning slyly.&nbsp; "Don't forget to open a present too, Santa!"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>11-12-2007, 20:30:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grins as he sees the envelope, holding it close so they can't peek at it. "I'll tell you once I open the present." He says, grinning at the girls. Two items of clothing seemed like it would leave either of them naked. Fine by him! He quickly tears into the present, eager to see what it contains.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>11-12-2007, 20:46:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				All the gifts are fairly uniform in size.&nbsp; The one that Nick open is wrapped in white paper and a gold ribbon and the box is filled with tissue.&nbsp; Inside there is a pair of leahther cuffs that would fit either wrists or ankles, a pair of small silver padlocks, each with a key inserted.<br><br>"let me see, let me.. oh!"&nbsp; Nice exclaimed, seeing the cuffs her sister had wrapped for the first time.&nbsp; She'd an idea of what kind of things Naughty had packed, but now her suspicions were confirmed.&nbsp; She smiled shyly at her twin, who smiled back, licking her lips and winking.&nbsp; <br><br>"Merry Christmas, Santa Claus!" she purred.&nbsp; "Hope they're the right size."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>11-12-2007, 20:56:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grins as he pulls out the cuffs. He could think of several immediate uses for them too, but sets them aside on the bed for now. He holds the piece of paper out and reads.<br><br>"Remove 2 pieces of clothing from the partner of your choice.&nbsp; Use your choice of gift on him/her." He quotes the paper, then looks from one girl to the other. "I can't remove one clothing item from each of you I take it....so...Naughty or Nice? Hmm..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>12-12-2007, 18:21:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Naughty laughed at that, shaking her head, her hair fanning about her face, her eyes sparkling above her smile.&nbsp; "Nice try, Santa, but you have to choose... Naughty..."&nbsp; with that she struck a pose, jutting one shoulder out, her chin resting upon it while she batted her lashes playfully.&nbsp; "Or Nice."<br><br>Nice nodded, smiling shyly as well, a faint tinge of pink on her cheeks, as she looked to her sister, her hand laying upon Nick's thigh intimatly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>12-12-2007, 18:32:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grins, looking from Naughty to Nice, whose dress was still undone down the front. She was more aroused at this state, her hand still resting on his thigh, so he decides to go with her for the moment. But what to take off? The Santa hat could stay, so it would have to be her shoes and her dress. He leans over to her, giving her a kiss before moving to remove her shoes. He does so slowly, teasing the soles of her feet with his fingers as he removes them, before standing. He pulls her to him, sliding her dress over her shoulders so that it would pool at her feet, effectively removing it. Again, his touch is gentle, brushing over the skin of her shoulders as he moves.<br><br>"I think its Naughty's turn now." He says, turning to the other girl, wondering what her task would be.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>03-01-2008, 19:41:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nice's cheeks were flushed, a mixture of embarresment and desire...she giggled softly as Nick removed her shoes, snatching them away from him when it got to be too much, her hand over her mouth to stiffle a small squeak.&nbsp; And when he pulled her to him and began to take off her dress, her eyes went wide, looking to her twin for reassurance. <br><br>Naughty nodded at her, her lips pressed together, eyes hard, knowing that her sister would obey her even in this.&nbsp; After all, it's what she wanted and if it took a little pushing, then 'Naughty' would push.&nbsp; Nick was unaware of the silent communication btween the two, but it was obvious that 'Nice' had tensed up as his hands brushed over her bare shoulders and then slowly relaxed.<br><br>Nice shivered as her dress fell down to reveal her, wanting him to take her, to do wondefully dirty things to her, feeling herself grow wet at the thought.&nbsp; <br><br>"My turn?&nbsp; I think you're forgettting something, Santa.&nbsp; You still need to use your gift on Naughty.&nbsp; Got to play by the rules, or no more presents." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>03-01-2008, 19:47:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He can't help but let his eyes wander over her no half naked body, revealing the lace panties bra and garter she was wearing underneath. Combined with the santa hat, it made for one hot image that burned into his brain. It was tempting to ignore the rest of the game, but her twin - Naughty - was still clothed, as was he, though the front of his Santa pants were tenting up with the hardness of his erection. He quickly grabs the handcuffs and slips them around Nice's wrists in front of her - no point rendering her incapable of playing the game at this point, and he could always switch the positions later if he wanted too.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>03-01-2008, 20:09:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nice shivered as the cold metal brushed her skin and the cuffs clicked loudly upon her wrists.&nbsp; It was such a wonderful feeling, one she'd only imagined before and now... now, it felt even better then she had imagined, sitting here half naked with cuffs around her wrists in front of a strange man...<br><br>"What do you say, Nice?"&nbsp; Naughty asked with a smirk.<br><br>"Thank you, Santa."&nbsp; Nice said shyly, her chin lowered as she stared down at the cuffs, goosebumps on her naked flesh.<br><br>"Good girl.&nbsp; That's why they call her Nice." she whispered into Nick's ear, her breath warrm.&nbsp; "My turn now..."<br><br>Picking up an envepope, she used her nail to slice it open and pull out the paper within, reading it aloud.<br><br><span style="font-family: Verdana;" class="bbc_font">"Remove 1 peice of clothing. Use your gift on your choice of partner."</span><br><br>"So not fair!" she said with a grin.&nbsp; "I was hoping to get a look at Santa's package."<br><br>Picking up one of the boxes, she held it up to her ear and shook it slightly, before placing it on her lap and opening it to reveal a small paddle.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her eyes went to her sister, then to Nick's, and a thoughtful look crossed her face.<br><br>"I'm taking suggestions..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>03-01-2008, 21:17:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'Santa' grins, before turning to look at Nice, before returning his look to Naughty. "Are you thinking what I am thinking?" He says, sitting back down on the edge of his bed. It really didn't cross his mind that they were sisters - but nor did he care. He was extremely roused right now and was happy that his luck had turned for the better tonight. He was certain he was going to get lucky, with both of them, and that would make any man - or woman - happy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>04-01-2008, 18:47:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nice blushed under the scrutiny of her sister and Santa, wondering if they would dare... of course they would! And, she thought, her inner temperature rising, she wanted them too.&nbsp; She looked down at her lap, her handcuffed wrists settled on her thighs, noting with a mixture of shame and desire that the front panel of her panties was dark with her juices leaving little doubt of how turned on she was.&nbsp; And her nipples here poking against the lace of her bra, a rather pleasant sensation, to say the least.&nbsp; God, she suddenly wanted them to paddle her.<br><br>Naughty must have read her thoughts, for she made a tsking sound.&nbsp; "I think the little tart wants us to spank her, Santa.&nbsp; But first... "<br><br>She looked thoughtful, moving off the bed slowly to stand before Nick. "One piece of clothing.&nbsp; Hmmm... not the most popular of decisions, I know, but..." with a grin and a florish, she pulled her Santa hat off and tossed it to the floor, the paddle in her other hand tapping lightly against her bare thigh.<br><br>"There, that's out of the way.&nbsp; Now, put her over you lap, Santa, so I can paddle that sweet, hot ass of hers."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>12-01-2008, 18:57:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Santa grins, quickly grabbing nice and pulling her to him as he sits on the edge of his bed. He forces her to lean over his lap, her stomach&nbsp; pressed against his thighs and hardness. He runs her hand over her rear, his other resting on her back, as he looks up at Naughty. "I think she's ready." He says with a sly grin crossing his face. The sounds of music from downstairs could faintly be heard, the thumping of the sub woofer clearly being felt in the room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>18-01-2008, 20:03:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nice didn't fight him, not that she could.&nbsp; He was much bigger then her, and besides, the twins had discussed this ahead of time - she wasn't in control - anything that she'd be told to do, she had to comply, whether she wanted to or not... and anyway, she wanted this... not that she would ever seek in out on her own, but she did, and Naughty new it.&nbsp; Already she could feel her cunt growing wet, dripping down her thighs in anticipation... she whimpered softly, feeling his cock against her belly...<br><br>Naughty smiled knowingly, seeing the semi glazed look on her sister's face.&nbsp; "Think we should go easy on her, Santa?&nbsp; After all, she has been nice..."&nbsp; &nbsp;Placing the paddle against her sister's bottom, she rubbed it gently over her flesh, enjoying the way it made the girl shiver.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-01-2008, 20:06:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Santa slipped a hand along the side of his leg, hand moving to cup and caress Nice's breast as his other hand rested near the small of her back, sliding up and down to rub over her ass cheeks. "Oh, I think we should be gentle...at first. Wouldn't want to make her too sore too soon, would we? She does need to pick a parcel next anyways." He says, his hard cock throbbing in anticipation, enjoying the feel of her having her weight pressing down on top of it. He lightly slaps her ass in eagerness with the bare of his hand, enjoying the feel of her warm, soft flesh under his hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cherri Tart</strong> on <strong>18-01-2008, 20:40:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Naughy arched an eyebrow, then winked at Santa.&nbsp; "Oh, I suppose we could go gentle... at first, anyways.&nbsp; As long as she promises not to squirm or make any noise... She giggled as Nice gave out a quiet little yelp in the midst of her speech, prompted by the light slap administered by Nick.<br><br>"Oh, too late - already she's making noise.&nbsp; Well, I <em>had</em> planned on going easy on her, but..."<br><br>She lifted the paddle and smacked her sister's right cheek, not hard, yet hardly gentle.&nbsp; Nice bite her lip gently, trying not to cry out, her bottom wiggling as the heat of the blow spread over her cheek.<br><br>"One.&nbsp; And what do you say, dear sister?"<br><br>Nice giggled, unable to help herself.&nbsp; "Umm... Thank you?"&nbsp; <br><br>Naughty struck her again, this time harder.&nbsp; "Two.&nbsp; And that's thank you Miss Naughty and Santa.&nbsp; Got it?"<br><br>"Th-thank you Miss Naughty and Santa!"&nbsp; Nice panted, feeling flushed.&nbsp; <br><br>"Good girl."&nbsp; Now, only 8 more to go, as long as you're a good girl..."<br><br>She rubbed the paddle over the red mark on the elf's ass, and then swatted her hard again "Three, four, five."&nbsp; bringing tears to Nice's eyes.<br><br>"Thank you, Miss Naughty a-and Sant-santa."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Santas Helpers (Silvestine and Cherri Tart)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-01-2008, 20:46:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Santa found the display to be very arousing, especially when Nice jerked with each thrust. He managed to rub his hand over each spot the paddle hit after Naughty slapped her with the paddle, his mind drifting to wondering what she would feel like impaled on his cock. His hand, fondling her breasts, moves back out and grabs her hair, twisting her head to the side as he leans forward, sucking her earlobe into his mouth even as Naughty spanks her some more. He moves his mouth to the supple flesh of her neck, nipping her with his teeth even as he feels her tense with another slap from the paddle. This night, he imagined, would go down in the record books as the best night of his life.
			</dd>
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