Chapter 1
The Grinch slipped through the window again, burlap sack ready, but this time the living room was empty. He crept toward the tree when a soft voice behind him made him freeze.
"Oh! You're not Santa," Cindy said, blinking sleepily. She stood in the doorway wearing only a thin nightshirt that barely reached her thighs. "Are you here to help deliver presents?"
The Grinch's yellow eyes traveled down her bare legs, then back up to the way the fabric clung to her small breasts. His cock twitched inside his furry pants. He dropped the sack and stalked toward her.
"That's right, little Who," he rasped. "Santa sent me to give you a special present." He grabbed her wrist and pulled her close. His clawed hand slid under her shirt, cupping one soft tit. Cindy gasped but didn't pull away.
"Your hand is cold," she whispered, but her nipple hardened under his thumb anyway. "Is this part of delivering presents?"
"Mmm, the best part." He spun her around and bent her over the couch arm, flipping her shirt up to expose her round ass and smooth pussy. The Grinch freed his thick green cock, already leaking. He rubbed the fat head along her slit, smearing her folds with pre-cum. Cindy shivered.
"It's so big," she said innocently. "Will it fit inside me?"
"It will," he growled, and thrust in deep. Cindy cried out, her tight cunt stretching around his shaft. He didn't give her time to adjust—he fucked her hard, hips slapping her ass with every stroke. Her pussy made wet sounds around him.
"Oh! It feels... strange," she whimpered, gripping the cushions. "But good strange."
The Grinch reached under her and rubbed her clit in rough circles. Cindy moaned louder, pushing back against him. "You're getting so wet," he sneered. "Your little cunt loves being fucked by a stranger."
He pounded her faster until she came, her walls fluttering and squeezing his cock. The Grinch snarled and pulled out, flipping her onto her back on the floor. He straddled her chest and shoved his cock between her lips.
"Open wide," he ordered. Cindy obeyed, taking him into her mouth. He fucked her throat in short thrusts, watching saliva drip down her chin. When he came, thick ropes of cum flooded her mouth. She swallowed obediently, cum leaking from the corners of her lips.
The Grinch wasn't done. He hauled her up, carried her to the bedroom, and spread her legs on the bed. He drove back inside her soaked pussy, fucking her through another orgasm while she moaned his name. When he finally pulled out, he painted her stomach and tits with another load, leaving her dazed and covered in his seed.
Cindy lay there panting, cum dripping down her body, eyes wide with innocent wonder. "That was... the best present ever," she whispered as the Grinch grabbed a single gift and slipped back out the window.
