Christmas Scissors

by Scissorman

It was a couple days before Christmas, I was eighteen years old and my uncle had invited me and a couple friends to a Christmas party at the bar he owned. The bar was a little rough, a mix of old military guys and motorcycle gangs, these guys knew how to party.

We got to the party and started drinking fast. On top of that, all the old guys were buying us shots, they thought it was funny to see us cocked. After a couple hours of eating and playing pool, three women dressed in Ms. Claus suits that featured mini skirts, tight v-neck tops that accentuated their titties danced into the place. The men quickly arranged a huge circle of chairs and the scantily clad women danced around as men got dollar bills out.

One of the women was a petite, super cute blonde. Another had jet black hair, beautiful lips and a nice smile. The third was a black woman, standing about 5’10. She had huge tits and long, strong looking legs. The little skirt she had on couldn’t contain her big, round ass. She reminded me of one of the women on the Colt 45 posters and she kept looking right at me. Before I could break eye contact, she was heading over to me.

“Uhhh, I don’t have any dollars mam.” I muttered.

“No worries honey, I’d do your cute little ass for free.”

She put her hands out and when we locked fingers she pulled me out of my seat and started dancing with me. She put one of her legs around my own and pulled me in close. She put her hand behind my neck and pulled my head into her huge breasts. Her cheap perfume put a spell on me and my hands naturally went to her ass and I may have kissed her breast a bit.

“Oh you’re a bad boy, you need to learn respect!”

The tall, strong woman lifted me up in a hug as I struggled to get free. She walked us back to my seat and threw me into it. She sat down on my lap and wrapped her legs around myself and the chair. I think she locked her ankles because she was squeezing tight and I couldn’t get up. She took both her arms and bear hugged my head into her tits. I could hardly breathe but my penis was growing and my own hands again went searching for treasure.

“You really need a spanking!” yelled Ms. Claus jumping from my lap and pulling me up.

I was staggering on my feet when she grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head down. She stepped over my head and closed her legs, locking me in a standing headscissors. She took hold of my underwear and gave me a massive wedgie. I pulled at her knees but couldn’t free my head. I heard laughing though it was muffled by the woman’s legs. Then the spanking came. Her hand came hard and fast to my ass. At first, my jeans protected me but she wasn’t playing and it wasn’t long before those hits had my ass on fire.

As I struggled to free myself, I could feel her rock hard calf muscles under her leather boots. This woman was an athlete she wasn’t what you thought of as Ms. Claus. The realization, my stinging ass and the uproarious laughter, kicked me into another mindset, if she wanted to fight, we’d fight.

I wrapped my arms around her legs and pulled hard. Ms. Claus came tumbling down and in an effort to ease her fall, she let go of her hold. We were both on the floor. She was lying on her back, trying to gather herself. I tried to get to my feet but she kicked out and got me in the knee with the spike in her high heeled boot.

“Aaaahhhhh”! I screamed as the pain was intense and I dropped onto the other knee.

Ms. Claus was still on her back but was using her hands to quickly push herself close to me. I tried to figure out what to do and felt like maybe I should pin her. I started to rush toward her to get on top but her long legs wrapped around my torso. Her first squeeze took the breath from me but she wasn’t going to hurt me from here. I used both hands to try to pull one of her legs and unlock her ankles and it worked but she was quick to put her other leg around the back of my neck and she was trying to pull me into a front headscissors. I straightened myself as much as I could and tried to resist but her legs were strong and with a quick surge of strength, my resistance was broken and she locked her legs. She looked down with a big smile, grabbed me by the hair and pulled my face right into her red satin panties and bushy crotch.

“Where you going boy!” she laughed evilly as she put the squeeze on.

“Aaaarrrrgggghhhh!” I moaned trying to pry loose from the big old thighs that encased my head.

“You wanna be a bad boy! These legs have squeezed the bad outta badder boys than you!”

She had a good squeeze on me, I tried pulling her legs apart, slipping my head out, moving us around but I couldn’t get out. The more I tried, the tighter she got and I couldn’t move. I was short of breath and it wasn’t easy to breathe with her pussy in my face and the fat from her thighs surrounding my face.

“Aaarrrgh, ok you win!” I screamed!

“Oh I know that baby but I ain’t done with you yet, you’re going to respect me fully!”

“Who wants to see this bad boy’s tongue in my ass!” She screamed to the tuned in crowd.

“Kick his ass!” They yelled.

She adjusted my head so that her legs were squeezing my neck and put the pressure on.

“You going out for a nap boy!”

I tried to stop it but couldn’t she was going to take my breath and knock me out.

When I came to, I was on the floor looking up just in time to see a big black ass in a red thong coming to sit on my face. As she got close, I gave her a big push. She fell forward, grabbing and using my legs as a landing pad, and hugging them together. Her legs scooped up my head and her fat thighs gobbled my head up. She took one arm, reached back and grabbed my hair and pulled my face into her ass. She figure foured her legs and reached to grab her ankle, pushing my face completely into her ass crack. Once my nose and face were buried in her ass, she stretched her legs back out and tightened. She locked her arms around my legs and squeezed them together. I shook like a fish out of water but there would be no escaping Ms. Claus.

“Ms. Claus be hungry, be a good elf and toss my salad!” Ms. Claus laughed.

“Aarrrrggghhh, no way bitch, get off of me!”

“Awwwwe, you ain’t going nowhere honey, for every minute it take you to do what you’re told, Ms. Claus is going to take you home for an hour and lock you up in these legs!”

She had me all locked up, there wasn’t anything I could do but take the squeezing which became tighter every second I didn’t comply. She adjusted her arms and my legs, so each arm had one leg, then she curled my legs up, giving herself more leverage, so it was like a headscissor, facesit, combo. I felt the air leaving me and I passed out again. This repeated a few times over the next thirty or so minutes. As I looked up, many of the others had lost interest and began to be entertained by other the girls and the game on T.V. but a few guys were saying if she could hold me for a half hour there was money in it and they threw down money.

“Please mam, you’re hurting me.”

“I don’t mean to honey, you know how to get out, looks like you’re liking it anyway.” she said as she rubbed my hard cock.

“Come on, get up in that chocolate factory and make me feel good!” She yelled as she smushed my face into her crack.

There was no way out, I was stuck in a world of thighs, the stench off ass sweat and cheap perfume would never leave me, I pulled back her thong and began to lick.

“Deeper baby!” She cooed, as she grinded on my face.

She had my cock out and was now rubbing it in a teasing manner. As she stopped and sped up the rubbing, my tongue did the same. We were both moaning loudly and exploded at the same time. Her orgasm caused her to tighten up again and knock me out. I couldn’t really wake up from this one, I had been out a number of times and the alcohol had me extra woozy.

My friends said she scooped me up like a sack of toys, waved to them and proclaimed she had herself an elf to please her all Christmas.