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story_codes: M/g(4), oral, anal, interracial, cons

story_intro: EACH SANTA'S LIST STORY THIS YEAR HAS ITS OWN SEPARATE PLOT AND GIRL. Faye is a lively little redhead who is just the kind of girl that Byron has been waiting for. Faye doesn't like to wear clothes, but soon she'll be wearing Byron's big black cock in a couple of ways.

story_language: English





Santa's List 2011: Faye

Written by madvlad


Preface:

	Ralph is a former state employee with a talent for hacking into databases and manipulating records. He now uses his skills to alter the state's Children's Services to transfer permanent custody of children stuck within the inefficient, uncaring bureaucratic system to well-paying pedophiles.

	His busiest time is around Christmas, when he volunteers to play Santa Claus at the Children's Services center where kids not assigned to foster homes live. After selecting a child based on a client's criteria, he drugs them and delivers them while in costume. The records are altered, he is richer, the clients are happy, and the often neglected children now get plenty of attention.

	"So tell me Santa, do you have a Rolls Royce in that bag of yours for me? I've been a good girl all year."

	Ralph chuckled at the request from the woman sitting across the table from. Martha was in her late fifties, plump, and good natured. The black woman, a social worker, was one of the few employees at the center who actually cared about the children instead of only seeing case numbers.

	Martha suspected that Ralph had some way of accessing Children's Services computer records. More than once, a situation where she had found a good permanent home for a child had become bogged down in regulatory minutiae and conflicting court orders. After talking with Ralph, the red tape would mysteriously disappear and the child would be off to a good home.

	Ralph knew about Martha's suspicions, but both of them preferred to let the matter remain unspoken. The kids would be well cared for in a loving environment (as far as Ralph knew, none of the new parents were pedos), so there was no harm - only good.

	"Sorry, I'm all out of those," he replied. "Would a Corvette do?"

	Martha grimaced as she sipped from her cup.

	"Ew, I'll settle for a decent coffee maker."

	"I think it's department policy to add coal to the coffee - especially around Christmas time."

	As they both laughed, a small girl with long red hair appeared from nowhere and tugged on Martha's sleeve. Martha turned and favored the child with a wide smile.

	"Hello Faye. How are you doing today?"

	"Okay" replied Faye in a singsong voice.

	"And did you forget to get dressed this morning?"

	"No, I took them off."

	Faye stood wearing only a proud grin and a tattered red blanket clutched in one tiny hand. Ralph's cock lurched as he looked her over, expertly guessing her age to be around four. Faye's build was slightly stocky, but all of her weight was firmly packed onto her little body with its study legs and slightly pouting belly. Her skin was very pale, from her face to her toes and all points in between, including the plump, hairless cuntlet bulging proudly from between her thighs.

	"Did you, now?" Martha asked in good humor. "You don't like clothes very much, do you?"

	"Uh uh," Faye replied as she vehemently shook her head.

	"Well it's very cold outside. We can't let you go out naked or you'll turn into a Popsicle."

	Faye giggled at the thought.

	"I like Popsicles!" she declared.

	"Faye! Ugh! You get here right now!"

	The shrill voice that sounded the last statement belonged to Janice, a shrew of a woman who was obsessed with everything being in perfect order. And four year-olds who liked to shed their clothes were not conducive to perfect order.

	"I'm gonna be a Popsicle!" Faye informed the bitchy worker, and then yelped in protest when Janice grabbed her wrist and led her away.

	"Do what Miss Janice tells you and I'll read you a story later," Martha called as Janice disappeared through a door with her struggling charge.

	Martha kept chuckling as she raised her coffee to her lips. Taking a sniff, she thought better of it and set the cup on the table.

	"What's with the kid and her clothes?" Ralph asked, the gears spinning in his mind.

	"Oh, she just prefers to be naked," Martha said before letting out an amused snort. "You should have seen her least week. The governor was here, touring the facility for a photo op. Everyone is following him around and no one notices another person in the back of the group until he gets to the lobby. He's about to make a speech and then there's our little jaybird, beaming at him without a stitch on, if you don't count the blanket in her hand."

	"I take it that Janice freaked out."

	"Her and a few others. The governor was a little flustered, but that was about it."

	"At least you take it in stride."

	"Oh yes," Martha said with a laugh. "My second boy, Reggie, was the same way when he was her age."

	"Reggie? You mean the preacher?"

	"That's him," Martha replied. "Pastor of a respectable church, married with three kids of his own, and a diehard streaker until he was five. I was a little nervous when he started kindergarten, but he kept everything on by then."

	Ralph laughed and shook his head.

	"So you see," Martha continued. "Faye will be just fine."

	Faye was going to be just fine - and out of the state social services system. Ralph knew just who she was meant for. Byron had been requesting a little girl for two years. He had a thing for redheads and he wanted one that was very feisty. Ralph had almost procured one for him last year before pairing that girl up with another one and packaging them off to a pair of lesbians.

	Byron was tall, thickly muscled but still rather lean. Ralph imagined Byron's teeth gleaming in contrast to his dark brown skin when he discovered that he was getting his Christmas present this year. Ralph wasn't sure how Byron would get his dick into Faye, but that was Byron's pleasant dilemma. Ralph did check his customers to make sure they weren't hardcore sadists and Byron was clean. His past clients and their procured kids all remained happy.

	Ralph's only regret about Faye was that Byron didn't request any preparation as some clients did. This might involve "Santa" teaching a kid how to suck cock or even breaking the little tyke in via one of their other orifices. But the money was damn good and Ralph knew there would be other kids for him to work on.

	One afternoon, Faye arrived in the lobby of the center with Janice leaving her at Ralph's Santa area. The woman was relieved that this strong-willed little girl would no longer be her problem as the computer records had confirmed that she was leaving for a permanent home. With other things to do (most of it in the employee break room), Janice left the girl in the lobby.

	Faye was delighted when Santa offered to bring her to his special room (a storage room located behind Ralph's Santa set-up) where he gave her some milk and cookies. Twenty minutes later, the redhead was snoring softly, courtesy of the sedative in her milk. When Ralph shut down that evening, he left in full costume, complete with a bulging sack that contained an unconscious four year-old.

	"Now that is sweet," Byron exclaimed hours later when the still-sleeping Faye was deposited on his couch.

	Santa bade his client a good night and left.

	When Faye finally awoke, she blinked her eyes as she focused on Byron, who was sitting nearby, smoking a cigarette. She reached around and found her tattered blanket and looked at him again.

	"Who are you?" she asked, curious.

	"I'm you're new daddy," he replied.

	Byron was unsure how the little girl - his little girl, now - would react. Faye slid off the couch and walked up to him, looking him over carefully.

	"You're big," she pronounced at last.

	"Yes I am - in several ways."

	"Uh huh. I need to go potty."

	Byron pointed the way to the bathroom and watched Faye as she disappeared into the room. Well, she wasn't shy, he thought. But he all the scenarios he had invented as to how to get the child naked and near his cock seemed to pale now that he was faced with the real thing. He was only wearing a robe but kept it tied in place. The best course, he decided, was to take it nice and slow.

	No sooner had he come to that when Faye marched from the bathroom completely naked. The blanket trailed from one hand as she walked up to the huge man, completely unafraid. Byron's prick stirred beneath his robe as he drank in the delicious sight of Faye's pale, smooth body.

	"Where are your clothes?" Byron asked.

	Faye pointed to the bathroom and nonchalantly reached for the burning cigarette in the ash tray. Byron was surprised when she lifted it to her mouth and took a gentle puff without coughing. Then she stepped away from Byron, casually smoking as he watched in disbelief.

	"My daddy - my old daddy - learned me how to smoke," Faye said proudly. "He taked pictures of me."

	"Did you have any clothes on?" Byron asked.

	"No, I like naked best," Faye replied.

	She marched around in a circle, showing off her toddler curves while she took a few dainty puffs from Byron's cigarette.

	"I look growned up now!" she announced.

	Byron looked at the naked four year-old with her undeveloped chest and hairless, chubby pussy. She had her baby blanket clutched in one tiny hand while she proudly held the smoldering tobacco in the other. "Growned up", indeed.

	"Did your old daddy do anything else when he took pictures of you?"

	"Uh huh. He put them on his 'puter and then the police came. I went to the place where Missus Martha and Miss Janice are. I like Missus Martha but Miss Janice is always mad."

	Faye paused and looked at Byron's lap.

	"And my old daddy petted himself like you."

	Byron looked down at where he had been rubbing his crotch. He wasn't even aware that he had been doing it. But now that his robe was slightly parted, Faye was more curious.
She stepped between his knees and reached out with the cigarette. After Byron took it from her, she boldly pulled Byron's robe open, squeaking in surprise as his ten-inch cock sprang loose.

	"Ooo! Lookit that!" the little girl replied as she happily grasped Byron's turgid member with both hands.

	It was obvious that taking it nice and slow just wasn't going to work with this four year-old firecracker that Byron had just acquired. Faye giggled as she handled Byron's dick, her small white hands contrasting starkly with the coffee hue of his hard shaft. She pulled it down and peered into the slit at the tip with one eye. Then there was more to discover.

	"Why do you have those?" she asked, poking at Byron's nut sack.

	"When I'm having fun, they fill up with a nice surprise that I shoot out of my cock."

	"What's a cock?"

	"That's what you're holding in your other hand."

	Faye pulled Byron's cock up and down like it was an arm on a slot machine. If she kept that up, Byron mused, she hit the jackpot. But he wanted to check out this adorable little sexpot a little more. Reaching out with two large fingers, he pressed into the softness of the four year-old's bald twat. It felt almost feverish as he rubbed and squeezed the pliant flesh. Faye stopped jacking his cock and looked down with interest as her new daddy molested her.

	Byron wriggled a finger, working it between the plump outer lips of Faye's babyish sex. The child sighed and squeezed her thighs against his hand as he explored her tiny interior. Her entrance was tight but he was able to stretch her just enough to probe deeper and find her hymen. With his thumb, he pressed the small bump of flesh at the top of her slit, agitating her clitoris. Faye murmured something and spread her legs apart so Byron could continue.

	"Do you like that, Faye?" he inquired, although the light touch of dampness that had just arrived confirmed that she did.

	"Uh huh."

	Byron had no interest in performing oral sex on women, although he enjoyed every other kind of sex with them. But he just had to eat this little girl with her pussy so clean and smooth. Faye protested when he picked her up and laid her on the couch.

	"More," she demanded, pointing to his wet fingers.

	"A lot more," Byron agreed as he knelt beside her and lowered his head to her crotch. Faye squealed and threw her legs in the air as the man's mouth closed on her tiny cuntlet, sucking and nibbling the tender femaleness. Her delighted cries eventually faded as she felt something new stirring inside her loins.

	"More," she whispered, her soft tummy heaving as her virgin twat was lovingly eaten.

	Byron could tell how much she was into it as her sweet, tangy snatch went from moist to flowing. Faye rocked her body from side to side as Byron's tongue sampled her delights. Then she hunched her little hips up, desperately feeding the man her four year-old cunny so those good feelings would get better and better.

	With a surprised cry, Faye came, squirming on the couch while her new daddy sucked her cunt clean. She blinked in wonder when he was done and told him that it was very fun.

	"Can you help me have fun now?" he asked, pointing to his stiff prick.

	"Do I get a nice surprise?" she asked, remembering his words exactly.

	"Absolutely."

	With her typical gusto, Faye followed Byron's instructions and gentle hand, licking then sucking on his glans. He told her to take it easy as she was much to young to get much more in his mouth. That, of course, had the opposite effect as Faye tried to cram as much of it in her as she could. She gagged once, and relented, but still took a half inch of shaft beyond his head into her mouth.

	Then he put her hands on his shaft, showing her how to rub while she sucked on the end. She went too fast for his taste, but he was able to coax her down to a slower speed so he could enjoy the sight of his dark prick disappearing between the red lips on her milky white face. Her cheeks puffed and hollowed as she sucked him and her insistent little tongue kept him bathed in her saliva. There was only so much he could stand and his balls responded by launching his "nice surprise"

	When the first surge of his semen sprayed into her mouth, the unsuspecting little girl jerked her head back. The rest of his load shot onto her face and chest in thick strands. Faye's face scrunched as she let the oddly flavored stuff dribble from her mouth. She liked it much better on her skin, delightedly smearing it all over until her tiny body glistened with the man's jism.

	"What do you think?" Byron asked.

	Faye just giggled as she spread some cum on her cheeks.

	It was an hour later when Byron began the next phase of his little girl's training. As she wriggled happily while her cuntlet was being munched, Byron used her drippings to oil his index finger. Taking his time, he slid it down between her legs until he could the small puckered entrance to her ass. With her pussy approaching climax, Faye was unresisting as the man's cunt-lubed finger snaked into her anus. Soon, Byron could feel the little girl's snatch quaking in orgasm with both his tongue and the fingering exploring her tight rectum.

	The anal invasions became a fixture every time Faye was eaten. The four year-old came to enjoy the caress of Byron's finger inside her bottom while his mouth held her pussy captive. The little girl came harder and quicker as a result. After a few days, Faye's muscles had been trained enough to allow her to take two fingers at once in her ass as her baby cunt was devoured.

	And Faye was always happy to return the oral favor, mouthing Byron to climax while her hands stroked his shaft. Although she hadn't developed a taste for his semen, both were happy to have his goo splatter over her skin before she rubbed it in. It was immensely satisfying for Byron to see the little red head with cum stains all over her compact body by the time she was ready for her evening bath.

	At first, Byron was surprised that she didn't mind baths, but figured that if was something that was done without clothes, she was happy. And she was happier still in the tub as her new daddy rubbed his massive hands all over her slippery little body and made her feel good in all of the best places.

	It was two days before Christmas when Byron took the next step. Positioning Faye so that she was bent over the top of the plush sofa's back, Byron fingered her ass until it was as loose as he could get it. He held her plump buttocks wide apart and pushed his cock into the relaxed entrance there. Faye whined as her anus stretched further than it had before, but Byron took his time.

	He grunted as his head finally popped through her dilated asshole. Faye exhaled in sharp huffing breaths as the thickness of his cock slowly and steadily eased through her straining orifice and into her little channel. The four year-old's virgin rectum expanded as it became stuffed with man meat.

	"You're big," she gasped, repeating her first observation of him from before. This time, though, it was the force of his prick invading her ass that drove this point home to her.

	"I told you so," Byron chuckled as he slowly fucked his way in and out of the squirming little girl.

	After a few strokes, Faye was able to relax slightly. It was just like his fingers, but just bigger. Byron was able to work a full four inches into the toddler's bottom; quite a feat. He was tempted to drive in harder and faster, but knew he had the tyke near her limit. Instead, he took one of her hands and slid it underneath her. Faye didn't need any coaxing to immediately start playing with her hairless snatch as she was fully buggered.

	This was the best for Byron, watching as his thick brown dick drive in and out of the milky white, plump ass of his little girl. The heat inside the child's tiny, solid body was nearly volcanic, seeping into Byron's cock as it slid inside the constricting tunnel of Faye's ass. The extra girth of his penis only served to further arouse the four year-old's pussy which had already been conditioned to respond to anal stimulation. Now with Faye's hand working from the front, it was long before Byron had a cumming little tot wriggling on his cock.

	"My butt is fun!" Faye sighed happily before cooing as a hot thick load of semen spurted even deeper inside her ass.

	With another fun activity, the enthusiastic four year-old was always ready for more anal sex. Byron laughed to himself as he remembered being nervous about introducing little Faye to the basics of sex. But now she was lying on her back beneath the Christmas tree, giggling as he folded her legs up on top of her to present her anus to his prick. As usual, the giggling stopped as she was penetrated. Her little face scrunched in concentration as she accommodated his member in her backside and felt her pussy respond.

	On Christmas Eve, Byron played some Christmas-themed pornography on the television as he sodomized Faye. The little girl was speechless as she watched the action on the screen. Her favorite was seeing a black man (or several at once) fucking some nubile white females.

	On Christmas morning, Byron ate Faye's pussy and fingered her ass, enjoying his present while she gleefully opened her gifts. But when he prepared to enter her bottom, Faye put a hand in the way and shook her head.

	"No!" she said.

	"What's wrong?" a perplexed Byron asked.

	"You go in my tinky," she declared as she pointed a finger at her bald, pudgy cuntlet.

	"Oh, no, Honey, you're too little," Byron said. He was looking forward to sinking his cock into that sweet young hole, but it would be a while yet. He knew asses could stretch more and Faye's had gone as much as it could. Her pussy would have to wait.

	"I'm growned up like those girls," she argued, pointing to the TV.

	"But Fay, I-"

	"You go in my tinky," Faye repeated with a stubborn set to her jaw that Byron was getting to know quite well.

	Byron sighed as he was confronted with a four year-old who insisted that he fuck her pussy. No one ever said that parenthood would be simple.

	"I know you are very grown up in lots of ways," he said calmly. "But do you know what will happen if I go in there?"

	"What?" she asked suspiciously.

	"You'll swell up like this and then..." Byron explained as he puffed his cheeks out. Then he slapped his hands against his face and blew out the air very loudly.

	"You'll pop!" he exclaimed. "They'll be pieces of Faye all over the place."

	As he expected, Faye laughed at this description.

	"POP! POP!" she yelled as she jumped around the living room.

	Finally, she came to a stop in front of Byron.

	"You go in my tinky when I'm bigger?" she asked.

	"Yes," he said, picturing Faye around age six or seven, moaning as her tiny but trained cunny took his cock for the first time.

	"Promise?" she asked, giving him a baleful look.

	"I promise."

	"Good!" she said as her usual smile broke out again.

	She dropped to her hands and knees and waggled her rump at him.

	"Go here now," she ordered.

	"If you insist," he said as he knelt behind her and pulled her ass up to his prick.

	

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