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Donatas Urbonas, Karolis Tiškevičius ir Tomas Purlys paskutiniame metų „Basketnews.lt podkaste“ apdainavo kosminę „Žalgirio“ pergalę ir jos herojus. Taip pat – išsami metų apžvalga, kuriai reikalinga ir jūsų pagalba. Susitinkam komentaruose. Tinklalaidės partneriai: – Nord VPN. Apsilankykite https://nordvpn.com/basketnews ir dvejų metų planui gaukite keturis papildomus mėnesius. Jei nepatiks - per 30 dienų galite atgauti pinigus. – Sportuok didžiausiame sporto klubų tinkle Gym+! Rinkis iš 10 miestų ir net 34 lokacijų, įsigyk narystę jau šiandien: https://gymplius.lt/kainos/ – Nealkoholinis alus „Gubernija“, daugiau informacijos – https://gubernija.lt/ Temos: Darbas per „naujaką“, „Žalgirio” pergalė ir keisti „Hapoelio“ fanai (0:00);  Itoudžio techninė, vaidyba ir „Žalgirio“ pergalės prieš lyderius (5:08);  Pradinius gaisrus gesinęs Brazdeikis ir pasijungę kiti (8:55); Tikra Masiulio techninė: ar kainuos Tiškevičiui? (17:08);  Elitinė „Žalgirio“ gynyba, kosmosas Gossas ir Cisco prisitaikymas (19:27); Neapdainuotas herojus Sleva ir Moses Wrighto emocijos (27:09); Koks tas pirmas „Žalgirio“ ratas? (36:16); Ar šita turnyro lentelė dabar kažką reiškia? (40:30);  Kiek balų rašom šitiems krepšinio metams? (50:18);  2025-ųjų TOP frazė (57:17);  2025-ųjų TOP rungtynės (1:01:34);  2025-ųjų TOP nesąmonė (1:05:55);  2025-ųjų TOP džiaugsmas (1:10:07); 2025-ųjų TOP skausmas (1:16:24);  2025-ųjų TOP šokeris (1:18:51);  2025-ųjų TOP perėjimas/išėjimas/kontraktas (1:24:33);  Visiškai kitokia informacija dėl „Ryto“ naujoko (1:32:57); Palinkėjimai „Žalgiriui“, „Rytui“, „Neptūnui“, „Lietkabeliui“ ir kitiems (1:34:43).

Nauji įrašai. Pristatome Mikalojaus Konstantino Čiurlionio ir Vytauto Landsbergio knygą „Laiškai Sofijai“. Išleido „baltų lankų“ leidykla.1907 metų rudenį Vilniuje susitiko du žmonės, susipažino ir patiko vienas kitam. Nenori man duoti pamokų, bet tai nieko, – su giedru humoru tarė sau Mikalojus Konstantinas Čiurlionis. Absoliučiai viską žinojau, – jau po keliasdešimt metų savo pirmąjį ir lemtingąjį įspūdį prisiminė Sofija Kymantaitė-Čiurlionienė. Taip gimė meilė, ir prasidėjo tie treji su puse jų gyvenimo metų, apie kuriuos – ši knyga. Knygos ištraukas skaito aktorius Giedrius Arbačiauskas.

Nauji įrašai. Pristatome Mikalojaus Konstantino Čiurlionio ir Vytauto Landsbergio knygą „Laiškai Sofijai“. Išleido „baltų lankų“ leidykla.1907 metų rudenį Vilniuje susitiko du žmonės, susipažino ir patiko vienas kitam. Nenori man duoti pamokų, bet tai nieko, – su giedru humoru tarė sau Mikalojus Konstantinas Čiurlionis. Absoliučiai viską žinojau, – jau po keliasdešimt metų savo pirmąjį ir lemtingąjį įspūdį prisiminė Sofija Kymantaitė-Čiurlionienė. Taip gimė meilė, ir prasidėjo tie treji su puse jų gyvenimo metų, apie kuriuos – ši knyga. Knygos ištraukas skaito aktorius Giedrius Arbačiauskas.

„Ne be reikalo 2025-ieji pagal kinų kalendorių vadinami Gyvatės metais: šiemet internete tikrai raitėmės vingiuotais dirbtinio intelekto, piktų komentarų bei nuobodaus turinio labirintais“, – sako skaitmeninės rinkodaros ekspertas, komunikacijos mentorius ir lektorius Darius Gerulis.Mažeikių muziejuje galima apžiūrėti garsios mūsų tekstilininkės, grafikės Bronės Valantinaitės-Jokūbonienės 100-ečiui skirtą gobelenų parodą „Metraštis“.Ignalinos krašto muziejus sukūrė projektą „Užriestagalvis girion lakia“, skirtą dainų karalienės Kristinos Skrebutėnienės 170-osioms gimimo metinėms. Pasakoja Ignalinos krašto muziejaus muziejininkė Agnė Galatiltienė ir Ignalinos krašto folkloro ansamblio „Čiulbutė“ vadovė, etnologė Sigutė Mudinienė.Matau daug paralelių tarp to, kas vyko prieš 500 metų, ir kas vyksta dabar. Teritorijas pasidalinusios tautos vis kovoja dėl savo susikurtų istorijų. Taip pasakoja vietokūros dizainerė Julija Janus, kuravusi parodą apie dvi karalienes ir svajojanti sukurti muziejų apie Barborą Radvilaitę ir jos istoriją.Laisvės alėjoje esančio Kauno centrinio knygyno vitrinas puošti žėrinčiais burbulais, spindinčiais žaislais ir girliandomis? „Na jau ne“ – nusprendė kūrybiškų moterų klubo „Pasakonės“ atstovės.Ved. Jolanta Kryževičienė

Koks yra tradicinis Kūčių stalas ir jo dengimo papročiai? Kai kam žinomus, kai kam galbūt negirdėtus dalykus atskleidžia Lietuvos etnografinio muziejaus Rumšiškėse vyresnioji muziejininkė Rasa Žumbakienė.Taip pat laukia pažintis su kauniete tautodailininke Agne Trikšiene, kuri kuria miniatiūrinius etnografinius kaimus.Vis dažniau bičių aviliai aptinkami mieste ir net ant biurų pastatų stogų. Specialistai pabrėžia, kad dėl žmogaus veiklos sparčiau nyksta ir vabzdžiai, tarp jų ir bitės, be kurių žmonija gali ir pati išnykti. Kokios iniciatyvos gali būti naudingos – pokalbis su miesto bitininkystės populiarintoju Lietuvoje Pauliumi Chockevičiumi.Ar Kalėdų Senelis tikras? Artėjant žiemos šventėms šis klausimas daugelyje šeimų vėl tampa aktualus. Anot laidos pašnekovės, psichologės Monikos Skerytės-Kazlauskienės, stebuklinis pasaulis vaikystėje nėra apgaulė, o svarbi vaiko raidos dalis.Dainų kūrėja ir atlikėja Austieja Gendvilaitė-Staponkienė, kilusi iš Plungės, dabar gyvena Šiauliuose ir dainuoja žemaitiškai. Nors ne visi supranta Austiejos dainų žodžius, priedainį apie „žiauriai gražią žėimą“ per karantiną prieš kelerius metus išgirdo ir išmoko dainuoti kone visa Lietuva. Austieja puoselėja žemaičių kalbą, tradicijas, didžiuojasi tėvo ūkyje auginamais žemaitukais ir savo kūryboje užkoduoja viltį, kad „viskas bus gerai“.Laidos pabaigoje – šventinė LRT RADIJO viktorina.Ved. Darius Matas.

Paskutinę rudens sesijos dieną, Seimas priiminėja Žvalgybos įstatymo pataisas, kuriomis plečiamos pareigūnų galios. Žvalgybininkams būtų leista be teismo leidimo sekti asmenis, jų susirašinėjimus, patekti į patalpas, transporto priemones ir stebėti pinigų judėjimą. Pareigūnai galės slapta gauti asmens pirštų antspaudų, balso, kvapo ir kitus pavyzdžius. Taip pat, išskirtiniais atvejais, kaip tarnybinį ginklą, galės naudoti sprogmenis. Pokalbis su gynybos ekspertu, Baltijos pažangiųjų technologijų vyriausiuoju patarėju Gintaru Bagdonu ir Advokatų tarybos pirmininku Mindaugu Kukaičiu.Ved. Andrius Kavaliauskas.

Michel Schneider. „Įsivaizduojamos mirtys“. Išleido leidykla „Alma littera“.Šioje knygoje pasakojama apie 36 rašytojų paskutines valandas, paskutinius žodžius, požiūrį į mirtį, mirties vaizdavimą kūriniuose. Taip patvirtinama, kad mirtis yra neatskiriama gyvenimo dalis. 2003 m. knyga buvo apdovanota Médisis premija kaip geriausia esė knyga. Knygos ištraukas skaito aktorius Evaldas Jaras.

Michel Schneider. „Įsivaizduojamos mirtys“. Išleido leidykla „Alma littera“.Šioje knygoje pasakojama apie 36 rašytojų paskutines valandas, paskutinius žodžius, požiūrį į mirtį, mirties vaizdavimą kūriniuose. Taip patvirtinama, kad mirtis yra neatskiriama gyvenimo dalis. 2003 m. knyga buvo apdovanota Médisis premija kaip geriausia esė knyga. Knygos ištraukas skaito aktorius Evaldas Jaras.

Kalėdos ir Kūčios - didelis galvos skausmas tiems, kurie priima svečius. O vakarėlių žiemą būna ir dar daugiau. Tad kokie gi tie žingsniai norint suorganizuoti vakarėlį be didelio galvos skausmo? Pokalbis su renginių organizatore Laura Vaitiekūnaite.Taip pat laidoje aptariame MTV eros pabaiga. Kodėl legendai atėjo galas? Komentuoja muzikos prodiuseris Martynas Tyla.Ir ikrų prabangos ekonomika, kuri tampa kasdienybe.Ved. Mindaugas Aušra ir Jurgita Čeponytė

Pirmiausia palydėti kviečiame 1985-uosius – išgirsime ryškiausias ir šiandien rečiau prisimenamas britų bei amerikiečių naujosios bangos ir roko dainas, kurios tuo metu skambėjo Vakarų pasaulio radijo eteryje. Taip pat prisiminsime keletą įstabių albumų, pasirodžiusių tuo pačiu laikotarpiu.Grojaraštyje – The Alan Parsons Project, Grace Jones, Paul McCartney, Queen, David Sylvian, Talking Heads, The Waterboys.Ved. Lukas Devita

Michel Schneider. „Įsivaizduojamos mirtys“. Išleido leidykla „Alma littera“.Šioje knygoje pasakojama apie 36 rašytojų paskutines valandas, paskutinius žodžius, požiūrį į mirtį, mirties vaizdavimą kūriniuose. Taip patvirtinama, kad mirtis yra neatskiriama gyvenimo dalis. 2003 m. knyga buvo apdovanota Médisis premija kaip geriausia esė knyga. Knygos ištraukas skaito aktorius Evaldas Jaras.

Tūkstančiai žmonių visoje Lietuvoje toliau protestuoja prieš valdančiuosius, kurie skubos tvarka Seime svarsto įstatymo pataisas, leidžiančias lengviau atleisti LRT vadovą. Kodėl valdantieji nereaguoja į tūkstančių žmonių prašymą sustoti?Aktualus klausimas. „Sodra“ pristato skaičiuoklę, kuri turėtų padėti žmonėms apsispręsti, ar verta trauktis iš II pensijų pakopos.Vilniaus universiteto rektorius prof. Rimvydas Petrauskas sako, kad reikia veikti dabar, nes politikų ir visuomenės santykis yra krizėje. Rektoriaus teigimu, reikalingas viršpartinis susitarimas, turime aiškiai įsivardinti, kas svarbu, negalima žaisti su valstybe.Norint kovoti su rusiška įtaka viešojoje erdvėje prokurorams ir žiniasklaidai reikia surasti finansavimo šaltinį bei žmones, kurie tai koordinuoja. Taip apie Moldovos patirtį pasakoja tyrimų žurnalistė iš Moldovos Mariuța Nistor.Ved. Edvardas Kubilius

Seimui rengiant nenumatytą posėdį dėl LRT vadovo atleidimą palengvinančių pataisų priėmimo, opozicija ragina valdančiuosius neskubėti bei priimti pasiūlytą deeskalacijos planą. Socialdemokratų vicepirmininkas ir Seimo pirmininkas Juozas Olekas žada, kad bus mėginama rasti išeitį iš susidariusios situacijos.Parlamentarai balsavo dėl pataisų, susijusių su statutinių pareigūnų algų kėlimu kitąmet.Jungtinių Valstijų prezidentas Donaldas Trampas kreipėsi į amerikiečius iš Ovaliojo kabineto. Retoje oficialioje kalboje – daug dėmesio vidaus reikalams, o auganti įtampa su Venesuela palikta nuošalėje.Norint kovoti su Rusiška įtaka viešojoje erdvėje prokurorams ir žiniasklaidai reikia surasti finansavimo šaltinį bei žmones, kurie tai koordinuoja. Taip apie Moldovos patirtį pasakoja tyrimų žurnalistė iš Moldovos. Jai pavyko inflitruotis į rusų sukurtą žmonių tinklą, kuris siekė paveikti rinkimų rezultatus Moldovoje. Ji sako neabejojanti, kad panašius metodus Kremlius naudoja ir kitose šalyse.Ved. Madona Lučkaitė

Daugeliui šalies pieno ūkių siekis gauti vidutinį metinį 14 tūkstančių kilogramų pieno primilžį iš karvės – tik sunkiai pasiekiama svajonė. O Joniškio rajono Kepalių žemės ūkio bendrovėje tai jau realybė. „Čia ir toliau didėja pieno gamyba, bus statomos naujos modernios pieno fermos, kur gyvuliai turės idealias laikymo ir priežiūros sąlygas“, – sako bendrovės vadovas Antanas Milašius.Dar mokydamasis mokykloje ir padėdamas tėvams nudirbti sunkius nemechanizuotus darbus fermoje Darius Viliušis svarstė, kaip palengvinti ūkininko dalią. Tai įgyvendino pamažu, perėmęs tėvų ūkį ir karvių bandą padidinęs nuo 20 iki 150. Dabar Šilalės rajone Upynos kaime esančioje fermoje pagrindiniai darbai mechanizuoti ir sustoti neketinama.Telšių rajone, Viešvėnuose, vietoje panaikinto pašto įsikūrė mažoji bendrija „Paštas kitaip“. Užsiimti socialine veikla ėmėsi buvusi vietos mokyklos mokytoja Birutė Pocienė. Taip buvusio pašto patalpose pastatyti masažo krėslai, darbuojasi kirpėja, manikiūro specialistė, įrengtos patalpos vaikų gimtadieniams, rengiamos parodos ir vaikų darbų parodėlės, edukacijos.Ved. Regina Montvilienė

Michel Schneider. „Įsivaizduojamos mirtys“. Išleido leidykla „Alma littera“.Šioje knygoje pasakojama apie 36 rašytojų paskutines valandas, paskutinius žodžius, požiūrį į mirtį, mirties vaizdavimą kūriniuose. Taip patvirtinama, kad mirtis yra neatskiriama gyvenimo dalis. 2003 m. knyga buvo apdovanota Médisis premija kaip geriausia esė knyga. Knygos ištraukas skaito aktorius Evaldas Jaras.

Seimui svarstant LRT įstatymo pataisas dėl lengvesnio generalinio direktoriaus atleidimo, atsirado naujas siūlymas, kuris be tarybos leidimo neleistų visuomeniniame transliuotojuje dirbti žmonėms, kuriantiems turinį kitose žiniasklaidos priemonėse. Taip pat pataisomis siūloma, kad LRT tarybą aptarnautų tarybos biuras, kurio struktūra funkcijos ir darbo organizavimo tvarka būtų nustatomi tarybos darbo reglamente. Tarybos biuro darbuotojai būtų tiesiogiai pavaldūs ir atskaitingi tarybai.Audito komitetas balsų dauguma jau sutarė šias naujas pataisas registruoti.Kauno Vienybės aikštėje vyksta protesto akcija prieš valdančiųjų siūlomas ir skubos tvarka bandomas priimti LRT įstatymo pataisas, kurias priėmus būtų galima lengviau atleisti nacionalinio transliuotojo vadovą. Akciją Kaune organizuoja studentai ir jaunimo organizacijų atstovai.Europos Parlamentas šiandien ketina patvirtinti planą visiškai atsisakyti rusiškų dujų importo nuo 2027-ųjų.Ved. Andrius Kavaliauskas

Seimui svarstant LRT įstatymo pataisas dėl lengvesnio generalinio direktoriaus atleidimo, atsirado naujas siūlymas, kuris be tarybos leidimo neleistų visuomeniniame transliuotojuje dirbti žmonėms, kuriantiems turinį kitose žiniasklaidos priemonėse. Taip pat pataisomis siūloma, kad LRT tarybą aptarnautų tarybos biuras, kurio struktūra funkcijos ir darbo organizavimo tvarka būtų nustatomi tarybos darbo reglamente. Tarybos biuro darbuotojai būtų tiesiogiai pavaldūs ir atskaitingi tarybai.Dalyvauja: tiriamosios žurnalistikos centro „Siena“ įkūrėjas Šarūnas Černiauskas, „Laisvės TV“ įkūrėjas, visuomenininkas Andrius Tapinas, žurnalsitas Edmundas Jakilaitis ir LRT tarybos narys Deimantas Jastramskis.

Miracle On Route 34: Part 3 Being naughty can be a very good thing, if he needs help getting jolly. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. "Just when I thought it couldn't get better;" Ginny sighed, lost in bliss. "You certainly know what a woman wants." "I aim to please." Santa said cheerfully, putting one arm around her waist and holding her close while he guided the sleigh. "Think we might've sated you for a while?" "Hmm, maybe for a bit, right?" she purred, stretching like a cat before sitting forward and looking down over the earth, lit by clusters of lights that punctuated the darkness of Christmas Eve. It wasn't long before she began to giggle. "Schilling for your thoughts." Santa said, giving her tit a squeeze. "Well, you probably don't remember, but we've met before," she mentioned lightly, turning her head to wink at him. "I sure remember it." "Oh? Do tell." "Well," she said casually, her thoughts drifting back. "I was sixteen and my girlfriends and I were at the mall. We saw you and decided to sit on your lap. So Cari and I were sitting on you at the same time, squirming our asses on you and kept whispering naughty things in your ears, things we wanted to do to you, you know?" Santa didn't respond for several moments. "See?" Ginny said, smirking. "Told you that you didn't remember." "What; was the date of that, Virginia?" he asked warily. "December fifteenth, eight years ago, about seven-thirty pm," she said. "I still have a photo. Why?" "Because I wasn't in your city on December fifteenth eight years ago," he said with reluctance. "I was in Lahina on Maui, judging a naked limbo contest at a luau." She was silent for some time. "You're; you're sure?" Santa nodded. "Oh, God;" Ginny whispered, her eyes distant. "That means that Cari and I were grinding on some creepy mall Santa; oh, shit, I could feel him getting hard and everything!" Ginny scrunched her face up in revulsion and was flapping her arms in horror. "Oh, God. Blah! Blah! Blah!" Santa's roaring laughter echoed through the darkness as his date for the evening struggled to not puke off the side of the sleigh and onto the unsuspecting town below. Silent Runnings. She always kind of assumed that the sleigh made little or no noise when it touched down on a roof. After all, what kept some survivalist gun nut from trying to blow Santa away with his collection of automatic rifles when he heard some noise he couldn't account for? The sleigh glided silently onto the roof, the blades letting out little more than a hiss and the patter of the reindeer's hooves barely audible. Santa leapt out lightly and assisted her in exiting the sleigh before grinning at her. "Now, I won't be long, just hang tight and stay near the sleigh, if you're within the Gellar Field, you'll keep warm, alright?" Ginny raised an eyebrow in his direction, nonplussed. "Um, 'excuse me? I'm here with Santa Fucking Claus on Christmas Motherfucking Eve. How many times can a girl say that? If you think for one second I'm not delivering presents with you, then you're even more stupid that Krampus. I'm coming." Santa seemed hesitant. "Virginia, I've been at this since Proto-Hittite times, one way or another. I'm kind of an expert and I don't want you to hurt;" "Oh, get real," she snorted, pushing past him toward the chimney. She was glad to note that the 'Gellar Field', whatever the hell that was, seemed to be keeping her warm at this distance. "If your fat ass can fit down a chimney with that huge bag, so can mine." She clambered over the lip of the chimney and eased herself down inside it. Santa watched silently as she wriggled out of sight. There was no noise for several seconds. Finally Ginny spoke, her voice coming up the flue. "Okay, kinda stuck here, with my nose pressed into my own asshole. Little help?" Santa chuckled lightly and reached for a can of grease. Piloting a Ginny. "You're getting better at this, I must say," Santa remarked as he rummaged through his bag of presents while Ginny guided the sleigh. "Last person who drove the sleigh for me, the reindeer resisted a lot. They like you." "Oh?" Ginny replied, twisting the reins slightly and veering the sleigh team southwest. "Who was she?" Santa cleared his throat. "Actually, it was Krampus. Well, he was Pete back then, and it was over six hundred years ago." It took Ginny a moment to recover from her shock and concentrate on guiding the sleigh. Fortunately, the reindeer seemed to know where they were going. "Six hundred;" "Yup," Santa confirmed. "The Belgian monks were still getting the recipe for Stella Artois right the last time one of my kids helped me out." "But what about all your wives you were telling me about?" she asked. "They must've been in the sleigh before." Santa shrugged. "Yeah, people have been in it, I've taken them places, but you and Pete are the only two who have ever helped me on Christmas Eve." She felt herself grow warm, and for once it wasn't because she was wet and horny. "I'm really helping you?" He nodded. "It may be that I'm late because of the donnybrook back at your place, Virginia, but that wasn't your fault, it's just what was meant to be. I was meant to be put behind and now you're meant to be driving this sleigh while I get organized. No matter how many me's there are out there, it won't make a difference unless you're here tonight. It's fated to be that way." Ginny didn't know what to say. She just calmly guided the sleigh, feeling a contentment she'd never quite known before. She was dimly aware of some other shadowy iteration of Santa's sleigh streaking by some miles to the north and waved absently. She couldn't explain why any of this made sense, but it did. She really was different after all. A house below them shone with a golden light in the dark and she turned the reigns easily to guide the reindeer in its direction. There were over a dense residential area, the streets lined with endless numbers of small homes and semis. They glided onto a roof and clambered out. She followed Santa and his present sack down the chimney. In spite of his bulk, he slid down the tight shaft in a way that made her cunt inexplicably wet. "Now that I think of it," she whispered as she wriggled down with him. "How do we get into houses where there's no chimney?" "It was a lot easier before central heating," he answered, almost upside down as he worked his way toward the ground. "For lack of a better term, it's just B & E, I guess. I've got the keys and security codes for every residence on earth." "Wow," she grunted as she twisted and wiggled, her tits squashed to her mouth. If they'd had more time she would have sucked on them for a bit as a reward to herself. "Even Kim Jong-Un?" "Yeah, but he's not getting anything you want to know about for Christmas," Santa muttered. "He's a very bad boy." "So, what, like a leaky bag of flaming panda shit?" she mused, occupying herself as she strained to keep up. "Because that's what he kinda deserves." "Christmas is the one night of the year we don't discuss politics, Virginia." Santa mentioned as he finally freed himself of the confines of the flue and dusted himself off. He helped Ginny out as well, smiling and kissing her nose as she held her off the ground. She blushed and let him put her down, moving to a corner of the living room and watching intently. The house they were in was not big, a modest home for a small family. Santa was rummaging around in his bag, absently noshing on the cookies left on a table near the tree. The tree itself was rather sparse on gifts, something Santa seemed to be rectifying. Ginny didn't notice the other person in the room until it was too late. "So there you are, big man;" Ginny started at the voice but Santa merely stood and turned around, smiling warmly. At the entrance to the room was a woman in a robe. She was older than Ginny, but not more than in her late twenties or early thirties. She had the look of a tired mom. "Been waiting a long, long time to prove to myself that you were real and the presents I couldn't account for just came out thin air," she sighed, nodding. She had sandy-brown hair, done in a long bob. Her face was pretty enough, but you could see in her eyes that sleep was more of an afterthought than anything. "But here you are." "It's good to see you, Linda." Santa said warmly, moving toward her and hugging her. She sighed as he embraced her and Ginny smiled, knowing exactly how content and relieved Linda felt at the moment, whoever the hell she was. "Whoa, did I just get jealous of some girl hugging Santa?" "I can't believe you're here in all your chubby glory," Linda remarked, smiling up at him. "It's a dream come true." Santa nodded. "Little Karen's been very good this year, Linda. She's a real blessing. I brought her the puppy she wanted." Ginny frowned and looked down at a small object that was obviously a puppy, wrapped prettily in Christmas paper and sporting a golden bow on its snout. The puppy panted happily, curled up and went to sleep beneath the tree. "She'll love it," Linda said quietly, her eyes shining. "She'll be so thrilled." "I know she will." Santa said, smiling and placing a hand on Linda's cheek. "Sorry things didn't work out with Bob. He doesn't know what he's missing." "Thanks, I keep telling myself that too," Linda said, dabbing at her eye. "Have you got an STD for his stocking, maybe?" "No," Santa chuckled. "But you need to know that everything's going to be fine, Linda. You've made it this far, you're raising an amazing girl and you own this place now. If I could give you Mother of the Year, I would. But I can't, not my department, so that leaves me to ask; what do you want for Christmas, Linda?" Linda looked into his eyes before her hands reached down and began fumbling with his wide, black belt. Ginny shook her head and sighed, knowing exactly why Linda's reaction was so instinctual. The mother turned her head and seemed to notice the girl in the abbreviated elf costume for the first time. "Oh," she said, her hands still undoing the belt. "Is she your chaperone, to make sure we behave?" "No, she's not my chaperone," Santa said, smiling and shaking his head. "She's my indispensable helper, without whom Christmas wouldn't come this year." Ginny blushed at his description of her. "Oh, okay," Linda said, kneeling and shimmying his red pants down and freeing his monstrous cock. "As long as she doesn't interrupt me enjoying my present." Ginny blushed again, but this time the hair on the back of her neck went up and her eyes narrowed. She folded her arms across her chest, leaned against the wall and watched silently. Very silently. "Wow," Linda mused, taking his cock in both hands and staring at it. "Just when I thought nothing could get longer than that white beard of yours." Ginny blinked and frowned for a moment. White beard? It suddenly occurred to her that Linda was seeing the Santa she had always expected to see, a fat, jolly old man with a long white beard, rosy cheeks and the rest of the Dickensian nonsense. To Ginny, he still looked like the towering, red-bearded lumbersexual she knew him to actually be. Whatever sort of glamour he radiated, it worked even in sexual situations. Without a pause, Linda took Santa's thick cock into her mouth with a sigh and began bobbing back and forth along its length. Her wet lips formed a tight seal around the shaft, her hands holding on to Santa's thighs for balance. "She's doing that all wrong," Ginny sniffed to herself. "He likes it when one hand is pumping along the shaft behind your mouth and the other one is teasing his balls. I should know." Santa turned his head, smiled at her and nodded. Ginny blushed and shut up. He took Linda's head gently in his hands, caressing her hair while she sucked his cock, letting her take all the time she liked. She undid her robe with one hand, letting it fall to a puddle at her knees, now naked. She had a mom bod, Ginny noted, not bad, she was trying to keep herself fit, probably with Tae Bo and jogging or spinning, if she could find the time. Her tits were somewhat pointy, but she wasn't repulsive by any means. Ginny felt herself getting warm as she watched, one of her hands coming up to caress her tits while the other snaked down inside the short green skirt she was wearing and beneath her thong, teasing her understandably gooey cunt. She watched intently as Linda pushed farther and farther down Santa's seemingly endless shaft, breathing through her nose as she tried to reach the root. The hand she kept on his thigh for balance squeeze his pale flesh while the other was massaging her tits, pinching the nipples. She moaned around his cock as he grew harder in her mouth. Ginny leaned her head against the wall, trying to not make noise as she pleasured herself, fingers teasing through her slippery folds or circling her throbbing clit. The hand she had on her tits mimicked Linda's squeezing and pinching her nipples, causing little needles of stinging delight to shoot through her. Linda's hand moved down between her legs and her fingers began churning inside her cunt. She moaned loudly as she pleasured herself. Normally Ginny would have thought she'd wake her kid, but Santa probably had some weird sound-dampening field just to keep things like this from happening. Typical. Ginny bit her lip as she watched, her skin blushing pink as she worked herself into a silent frenzy, her wet core beginning to blossom as Linda sucked and bobbed on Santa's cock faster and faster; Both women let out a loud moan as they came, pleasure bubbling up through Ginny's body while her fingers worked madly inside her clenching, slippery tunnel. Her knees buckled and she went to the floor, still fucking herself. Linda grunted and began swallowing as Santa came, finally pulling her mouth off and panting heavily, jerking his throbbing cock frantically and splattering his pearly cum across her tits with great eagerness. Ginny slowly lifted her head, gazing at Santa and Linda through heavily-lidded eyes. She'd cum so hard just from fingering herself. Was it her proximity to Santa that caused all her sensations to be so heightened? Santa knelt as well, hugging Linda to himself and whispering in her ear. She slowly pulled her arms up and embraced him, smiling against his shoulder and nodding gently, her eyes still closed. After holding her for some time, her took her by the chin and lifted her gaze to meet his. "Okay, back to bed with you," he said gently. "You'll sleep very well tonight and Karen will come to wake you." Linda smiled dreamily and rubbed her nose against Santa's before giving it a kiss. She stood, slipped her robe back on, winked at him and left without another word. Santa watched her leave and nodded in satisfaction. "Just what she needed," he said to himself. "Okay, Virginia, I'm going to finish these last few presents and then we're; Virginia?" But Ginny was still kneeling, slumped to one side against the wall and snoring. Santa chuckled and finished the presents before picking her up and holding her limp body under one arm and his giant sack over the other shoulder before disappearing up the flue in the blink of an eye. Carnal Knowledge. "Taip! Taip! Mano Dievas!" Kuni moaned loudly as she sat on her sister's face, grinding her cunt eagerly down onto Minna's mouth. Her blonde twin clamped her arms around her sister's thighs tightly as she lapped hungrily at the slick lips above. Santa was kneeling between Minna's legs, holding them wide and thrusting back and forth, his cock plunging in and out of her. Ginny was leaning against the wall once again, trying to not look exasperated. The Lithuanian girls were writhing and grinding in a frenzy, clearly enjoying their early Christmas present. It wasn't like they'd crept down and surprised Ginny and Santa, as Linda had, they had actually written to Santa, saying that their parents were away for the holiday and they wanted him to come and fuck them for Christmas. They'd been waiting patiently in the living room when Santa and Ginny appeared out of the chimney, the twins wearing nothing but their little cheerleader uniforms. Minna groaned shamelessly while she lashed her Kuni's twat with her tongue, shuddering as Santa's iron-hard rod nearly split her in half. Ginny had to admit, the blonde twins had rocking bodies, trim and tight from whatever activities they were involved in. She'd have to get into P90-X or Crossfit if she was ever going to compete with these two. "Senelis!" Minna gasped, sliding a finger up inside her sister, which Kuni ground on shamelessly. She gyrated her hips, fucking back against Santa, her fingernails digging into her sister's ass cheeks as she endured the battering waves of pleasure. "Ah, Duok man sunku!" "Pasakykite pra¨ome;" Santa replied, smiling slyly. "Pra¨om!" Minna wailed, her body almost thrashing. "Pra¨om pra¨om pra¨om! Nekankink manęs!" Santa nodded and leaned forward, pressing Minna's legs almost back against her body, his weight over her now as he sank his cock down inside her. The blonde girl almost screamed in pleasure. Kuni grappled onto Santa's neck and kissed him greedily, churning her cunt down onto Minna's glistening face. "Unreal," Ginny muttered. "And I thought I was a relentless horny machine. But you, sir, take the cake." "I would expect you of all people to understand by now," Santa said cheerfully. "Minna and Kuni have been very good this year. They're both at the top of their class, they've been socially active regarding building homeless shelters, they're both” "Over the age of eighteen?" Ginny bit out. "It's Lithuania, that wouldn't matter," Santa pointed out. "They've been very good girls and I'm duty-bound to give them what they want for Christmas." "So no point deductions for incest?" Ginny asked somewhat testily. "There weren't for you and your brother, were there?" he replied while Kuni nipped at his skin. Ginny blushed again and stopped talking. She watched while Kuni pulled herself off her sister's mouth and hastily clambered around to lie on top of her, kissing her sister while squirming her wet cunt down on Minna's. She groaned loudly when Santa pulled out of the girl below and pushed deep inside her. "Dear diary," Ginny muttered. "Having a great time in Vilnius, watching Santa skewer Lithuanian sisters;" Santa grunted and pushed in hard, his hips trembling as he started to cum. Kuni and Minna screamed into one another's mouths, hips bucking furiously. He pulled out of Kuni and slammed back into Minna, filling her with cum as well before both sisters scrambled to their knees while he stood. They swallowed his cock greedily, taking turns pumping the shaft while the other sucked on it. They kissed around the throbbing cock, licking the pearly cum off one another's faces. "Esate labai geros mergaitės," Santa breathed, holding them both gently by the back of their heads while they sucked hungrily. "Keep up the good work and Santa will see you again next year;" "If we're not still here with these two whores next Christmas;" Ginny thought darkly. Santa’s copilot. Ginny was guiding the sleigh, but she kept looking back at Santa, trying not to smirk. He was sitting beside her, a rather blank stare on his face, his eyes a little red around the edges. "I'm still sorta hungry;" he said somewhat absently. "So you actually thought 'Colorado Gold' was a brand of flour used to make baked goods?" "Note to self," he murmured. "Do not eat the brownies left out for you in Denver;" Basement Bound. Ginny followed Santa as they crept down the stairs toward the basement apartment, a prismatic glow on the wall ahead of them indicating a tree was nearby. They rounded a corner and paused. A young man dressed in X-Men boxers and a white t-shirt almost walked into them as he rubbed his eyes. He stared at them for a moment, saying absolutely nothing. After a long, awkward pause, Santa reached back into his sack and pulled out a wrapped gift which he slowly handed to the kid. The kid took it equally slowly and unwrapped it, his eyes widening as several deluxe editions of the newest PC games were revealed. The kid smiled sheepishly and sighed. "Thanks, now that I know you're real." "You don't seem happy, Kevin," Santa said, obviously concerned. "You've been great all year and these are what you wanted, right?" "I; yeah, they are," sighed the kid. "At least, that's what I told everyone I wanted. My friends and I, we're all gamers, and this is amazing, but;" "But;" Santa pressed. "Well, Christmas is also my birthday," Kevin said. "Here I am, eighteen finally, and I still haven't had sex with a girl yet." Santa smiled. "Well, I normally deal exclusively in Christmas wishes rather than birthdays, but perhaps this year I can help you out there, Kevin." Kevin raised an eyebrow. "Virginia," Santa stated, looking at her. "I give you Kevin the Boy. Return unto me Kevin the Man." Ginny couldn't believe what she said next. "Thought you'd never ask, Big Red;" She walked forward and took the games out of Kevin's hands, tossing them over her shoulder. Santa grabbed them hastily out of the air as Ginny poked a finger into Kevin's chest and pressed him up against the wall. His eyes were wide, not at all sure what was happening. "Santa's already given you your Christmas presents," Ginny said as she knelt in front of him and tugged at his boxers. "Which means it's up to me to give you a happy birthday;" She pulled the boxers down and tossed them aside. His cock was limp but she could already tell it was swelling with excitement. Rather than teasing the poor virgin, Ginny stroked his shaft and slid her mouth all the way down, deep-throating him. Kevin shuddered and groaned loudly. "Make all the noise you want, you won't wake your parents upstairs," Ginny mentioned, pulling her mouth off his cock for a moment and pumping the shaft with her hand while she looked up at him. "The big man here has some sort of sound-dampening field or some shit so that he doesn't get caught busting into people's houses." Kevin's hands flattened against the wall and his fingers flexed as she slid her mouth down his length again before bobbing back and forth in a slow rhythm. She felt his fingers take her by the hair and begin kneading, lost in this clearly new delight. She hummed gently, vibrating her mouth around his sensitive skin. "Well, look at you," she remarked, smiling as she pulled back and gazed at his now hard and throbbing cock, glistening with the wetness of her mouth. "That's a nice dick you've got there, Kevin. You're a grower, I'm impressed." Kevin took a deep breath. "Maybe, but it doesn't look like much when it's limp. The one time I let a girl at school see it, I was nervous and it shrunk, so she was laughing at me." "Then I'll give you a tip before I fuck you, Kevin," Ginny said, stroking the shaft and spitting on it, to keep it moist while she instructed him. "Girls can be hideous cunts about that sort of thing sometimes, but they have their own insecurities. So never bring your insecurity to the ballgame. You need to be turned on and your Johnson here on the rise by the time you get naked for her." "Uh-huh?" he said somewhat uncertainly, shivering as she bent her thumb so that the pad pressed against the top of his mushroom head every time she stroked down. He couldn't believe this was happening. Some hot Elf-chick who looked like a Warcraft mod was blowing him! "So from now on, you dominate, you got it?" Ginny said. "Make her get naked or make her turn you on so that she can see how big your cock is before you ever get out of your boxers. No girl is gonna say no to this thing when it's fully inflated, I promise." "R-really?" Kevin asked. Ginny kept her eyes locked with his but reached down under her panties for several moment before bringing her fingers up for display. They glistened wetly in the dim light. "It's made me horny, champ. And because of that cock, I need to fuck you. You with me?" Kevin just thunked his head back against the wall, closed his eyes and nodded. "Oh, and don't worry about trying to last," Ginny added. "Being around the Red Machine makes you want to fuck and cum all night. You'll be fine." She swallowed his cock with a will, determined to give this kid the best first time anyone had ever had. Her hand followed her mouth along the shaft and she hummed, swirling her tongue along its length. The kid wasn't Santa, but this would be a perfectly good ride for any girl worth fucking once he had his confidence. Her free hand worked its way back inside her panties and began fingering, teasing her wet folds and slipping inside, getting her ready for the main event. "Umm, do you want to fuck me, Kevin?" she asked, smiling up at him. "Do you want to fuck my cunt good and hard?" "Uh; yes;" he whimpered. "Say it like you mean it, Thor," she insisted, pressing her thumb along the throbbing vein on the bottom of his thick shaft. "The girl wants confidence. This cock is worth your best effort." He took several deep breaths before looking down at her and nodding. "I want to fuck you." "You do?" she asked before sliding him back down her throat. "No," he said finally, taking her under the arms and pulling her up. Ginny exhaled suddenly as his cock popped out of her mouth unexpectedly and he spun her around to press up against the wall. "I don't want to fuck you; I will fuck you." "That's my boy," Ginny breathed, her eyes flashing with sudden lust and delight. She spread her legs and tilted her hips forward, eager to feel him inside her. "Fuck me good and hard, Kevin!" "K-zon," the boy almost growled, pressing his throbbing cockhead against her entrance. "My gaming tag is K-zon and that's what the girls will call me when I fuck them!" Ginny nodded eagerly. "Good. Give it to me, K-zon;" She moaned loudly as he pushed inside her, heedless of any sense of timing or technique, but eager to be deep in a woman. He squeezed her sides as he trembled, overcome by the wet, tight sensation of her cunt gripping him. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders and one leg slung over his hip as she looked into his eyes. Ginny began a pumping motion with her hips, sliding back and forth on his cock while K-zon was paralyzed by the flood of pleasure. "Alright, slugger," she whispered in a husky voice as she fucked herself on him. "Let's bust this first nut of yours quick, so you know what to expect. Don't hold back, just pound my cunt until you blow, got it?" He nodded as he buried his face in her shoulder and started pumping awkwardly with his hips, his whole body trembling. Ginny felt an unreal flush of heat coursing through her already, an intense orgasm building up inside. Holy shit, was she turned on and about to get off because she was mentoring a virgin? She pulled Kevin tight against herself and shivered, letting out a gasp while he moaned and jammed his hips up tight against hers, she could feel his cock twitching inside her as he spunked, Her own orgasm flooded over her, molten bubbles of ecstasy popping by the millions throughout her sweating, slick frame. He almost buckled at the knees, collapsing against her, panting like he'd run a marathon. Ginny smiled and caressed his hair, feeling his still-hard cock throbbing inside her. She ran her fingers over his cheek and looked into his eyes. "Ready to keep going?" she asked. "Second one's usually even better." He nodded and she pulled him down to his knees while she got on all fours, wiggling her invitingly. She winked back at him. "You know what to do, K-zon," she purred. "Show me what you're gonna do to the girls this coming year;" Without another thought, he took Ginny by the hips and slid his cock deep inside her again. Ginny moaned loudly, lowering her head to the floor and pushed back against him. She felt him begin to push back and forth and matched his rhythm by squeezing her cunt muscles around him as he slid in. His fingers dug into her hips and ass cheeks delightfully. She could tell he might last a little longer this time, but not by much. Then again, she wasn't here to teach him to be a sex god, she was here to pop his cherry and give him a birthday to remember. "Umm, right there, big man;" she panted, surprised that she meant what she was saying. She wasn't just stroking his fragile ego, she was quite serious, because he was hitting a spot in her cunt that she really liked. He had a long enough cock that it touched her pleasure spot and he was just wide enough to pleasantly stretch her so that she knew she was being fucked properly. With confidence, this kid would be a good lay. Kevin slapped his thighs against her ass cheeks and she squeaked and yelped in response. Her gooey cunt clenched him tightly, utilizing those vaginal contractions she seemed to be so damned expert at tonight. "Fuck;" Kevin grunted as he pumped his hips, his chest now glistening with sweat. "This is so much better than my hand or a fleshlight!" "Uh, and you feel a lot fucking better than a vibe," Ginny panted, still face-down and ass-up. "You're gonna make them scream, K-zon;" He seemed encouraged by her words and pumped harder, determined to make Ginny and himself cum again. He seemed to have found his rhythm and fucked her steadily, his eyes closed as he lost himself in the unreal sensation of sex with a live girl. Ginny bit at the knuckle of her middle finger, aware of how flushed and warm her body was. She could feel her wetness trickling down over her stomach from her cunt, since her ass was perched in the air. The slick, sucking noises of her sex were unmistakable. "Oh, you're doing really good, K-zon," she said breathily. "You're gonna have me cumming again before long!" Kevin seemed to be beyond words as he merely nodded hastily and kept fucking her, eyes closed and back arched. The slapping noise of his thighs against her ass was a wet one now, since they were both sweating profusely. She could feel the damp perspiration in her hairline, her mouth open and she wiped at it when she realized she was almost drooling. "Yes, K-zon!" she gasped, using the name he wanted again, pushing back against him but still letting him control the action. "Fucking make me cum! Don't hold back! Uh, fuck!" Kevin jammed his hips against her suddenly and cried out, a sound that Ginny echoed half a second later. Rapture splintered through her as she came, feeling him slamming against her as he climaxed, his pearly offering now deep inside her. Through glassy eyes, she looked around for Santa, to see if he was watching, but he was nowhere in sight. Kevin seemed ready to fall over, exhausted, but she gently pushed backward until he sat on his behind with her in his lap, facing away. Slowly she turned around and laid him on the floor, his cock still deep inside her. She put her hands on his shoulders and smiled down at him, her nipples tracing little patterns over his chest as she did so. "That was amazing, K-zon," she said quietly. "A really great addition to my night." He was still breathing heavily but nodded at her. "Thanks. It was more than I could have hoped for. I;I guess it's been a busy evening for you this way?" "Well, you're my only virgin to this point, if that's what you're asking," Ginny sighed. "The big red machine has fucked me more times tonight that I care to remember and I was nearly raped to death by Krampus, so this was exactly the sort of change of pace I needed, you know?" She sat up, still straddling him and impaled on his cock, a thought occurring to her. "Hey, Big Red," she called out. "I just let him bust in me twice, do you have any fixes dated from yesterday?" A tiny white pill flew out of the other room. She caught it deftly in her hand and popped it in her mouth. "I'm getting good at this 'time-is-fluid' shit," she giggled to herself. "Maybe I'll teach quantum physics." "You don't need a glass of water or anything?" Kevin asked, looking up at her. "Trust me, Kevin, if there's one thing I'm good at, it's swallowing." Ginny replied, smiling down at him somewhat haughtily before carefully pulling herself off his cock, causing them both to shudder and moan quietly. She knelt over his waist and sucked on his cock, cleaning their mingled cum off him and then helping him to his feet. She slipped her thong back on while Kevin retrieved his boxers. They were just straightening themselves out when Santa appeared from the other room. "Did you enjoy your birthday present, Kevin?" he asked cheerfully. "Yessir," the newly-minted young man said. "Best birthday present anyone ever received." "Glad to hear it," Santa said, nodding. "And I know it doesn't compare to what Virginia just gave you, but I think you'll be pleased with your new rig I just set up. Five terrabytes of hard drive space, thirty-two gigs of DDR4 RAM, an overclocked quad-core CPU that'll put the i7 to shame, eight fans, a nickle and copper piping coolant system and L E D to make sure everyone knows you're in the house. Oh, and I've upgraded your server to be multi-line, WAN and load-balancing. You and your guild will never lag again as long as you host." Kevin's eyes went wide. "I've got fat pipes?" Santa nodded while Ginny shook her head, understanding none of this geek talk. It only figured that Santa was a giant nerd. Kevin looked like he might faint. "Well, I've just done what you deserved," Santa mentioned. "It's Virginia who should get the credit for your night being so spectacular." "Yeah," Kevin said, blushing and smiling at her. "Thanks." "My pleasure, trust me," she said easily. "Somebody have a pen I can use?" Santa handed her one and she looked at Kevin. "Your number, dude." Kevin managed to stutter out his number, which she wrote down on her wrist before nodding in satisfaction and giving the pen back to Santa. "Alright, if I ever happen to be in Ohio for some godforsaken reason, I can look you up and give you a booty call. Sound good?" Kevin nodded dumbly. "Just remember this," she said, poking him in the chest, her voice serious. "You've got a lot to learn still. You've got a nice cock between your legs, don't treat it like a Louisville Slugger and just beat the hell out of her with it, you're better than that." He nodded. "And if a girl wants you to fuck her, she'll give you signals, so watch." Ginny added, poking his chest with her nail. "Don't assume you can just force yourself on anyone or next year it's dead spiders in your stocking, you got it?" Kevin nodded again. "Excellent," she said sweetly. "Now go to sleep, champ. Merry Christmas and happy birthday. C'mon, Santa, we have a holiday to save!" "Yes, my lady!" Santa laughed, following her out of the basement. They were back on the roof when Santa smirked at her as they climbed into the sleigh. "Dead spiders in the stocking?" She shrugged. "Isn't that what you'd give a guy if he forced himself on a girl?" "Well, no," he replied as he snapped the reins and they took off into the cold night air. "That's more of a legal issue. If he was considering it, I wouldn't have mentioned dead spiders, I'd' have been more inclined to point out that he'd spend the next few years in a cell as some fat, greasy tattooed bastard's buttery cornhole." The sleigh lurched to one side as Ginny burst out laughing. A Pretty Man. Santa stared awkwardly, making a wry face while Ginny stood off to the side, smirking. Standing in front of Santa was a very pretty young man in pale pink pajamas, his hands behind his back, one knee turned in, twisting his toe into the rug and blushing expectantly. Ginny wiped a tear away from her eye, she was trying so hard not to laugh. "Yeah, that ain't happening." Santa said finally. "But I've been so good;" the young man cooed, smiling coyly and winking. "C'mon, Santa," Ginny urged, clearly enjoying his discomfiture. "He's been so good, and you always reward your good children, don't you?" "Nice try, lady," Santa said, pressing behind his ear, apparently activating a communicator. "Get Agent 641 to me, I need a pinch hitter, stat." Santa threw a small disk on the floor while Ginny and the young boy in pink watched curiously. The device oscillated and expanded, becoming a larger disk. Seconds later it began to glow and hum. A column of rainbow light radiated up from it and a kneeling shape appeared. Seconds later, the rainbow light faded away and a lithe, comely figure stood. He had the same slender, beautiful features as the warrior-elves who had fought earlier that night, his eyes a piercing violet color, his impossibly long raven hair held in gold rings. His pale body was naked except for a tiny thong. "Holy shit snacks;" Ginny breathed as she gazed stupidly at the new arrival, feeling her thong get wet. "Ylmarin, young Trevor here has been an extra-good boy, perhaps you'd care to reward him?" Santa suggested as the inhumanly graceful being stepped off the platform. The tall being looked down at the young man named Trevor, assessing him and then nodded. "Yes, sire, I can absolutely do this." Trevor blushed furiously and giggled, covering his face. Ylmarin reached over and took the boy's hand before leading him back to the bedroom. Santa nodded and began rummaging around in his toy sack, putting items under the tree. "Okay, we got that out of the way," he said, squatting and putting items under the decidedly pink-lit tree. "Virginia, if you could hand me the, Virginia? Ginny?" He frowned and turned to look for his helper, finally sighting her. She was standing in the doorway to the bedroom and looking in. One of her hands squeezing her tits while the other had snaked down inside her panties. "Alright, go on, you little voyeur." Santa chuckled, shaking his head. "Yum yum!" she squeaked and skipped into the room, from which moans were now emanating. Seeking to be naughty. "You weren't worried about being on the Naughty List if you waited up for me?" Santa asked the dark-haired girl as she sat on her floor, watching him intently. She pushed her glasses up her nose and shook her head, pretty curly locks spilling over her shoulders as she did so. "Not worried, hmm?" he mused, observing her. "So you think you're already on the Naughty List?" The girl nodded. Ginny blinked and pursed her lips. "Why isn't she talking? Is she mute or doesn't she speak English?" Santa shook his head. "No, Ellie's just shy. She doesn't speak much at first, but once she gets going;" He knelt down in front of the girl and smiled. "Well, here I am. What is it you wanted to ask me, Ellie?" The tan girl turned her head and looked down at the floor sheepishly for several seconds before working up the nerve to speak. "I; I want my daddy, Santa." Ginny blinked. "She what, wants him back from deployment for Christmas, she wants her father to move back home;" "No, Virginia," Santa said cheerfully. "She doesn't want her father, she wants her daddy." "Oh," Ginny said, suddenly understanding. "So, now what?" "That's all she wanted for Christmas, so we give her, her daddy." Santa said simply. The girl's eyes lit up in delight and she sat up straight, looking very excited. Santa pointed behind Ellie and she turned to look behind herself; Her daddy stood in the doorway, his green-hazel eyes mirroring her excitement and a big grin on her face. His long, sandy-blond hair fell down to his shoulder blades. "Daddy!" Ginny squealed as she scrambled to her feet and threw herself against her daddy, kissing him feverishly. He held her tight, returning the kiss while she began pulling his clothes off him. "I missed you so much!" "Missed you too, baby;" he murmured through the kiss as he pulled her top off, exposing her lush tits. "I never had a daddy." Ginny sighed as she watched the couple get increasingly naked and feeling the now-familiar tingle building. "I should take care of that at some point." "I've got some other deliveries in the immediate area," Santa mentioned. "How about I go take care of them while you have a little fun with these two?" "Well, I'm not attracted to girls." Ginny said in a non-committal tone. "You just didn't know you were until tonight." Santa replied, smiling. "Just trust me on this, Virginia." "Well, like you said earlier, I've had you inside all my orifices, so what's the harm in trusting you now, right?" she admitted, shrugging. Would being bisexual be such a bad thing? It certainly widened her options for dating. Santa nodded and walked out of the room. Ginny turned to look at the couple she was left with, who were already splayed out on the rug, naked and pleasuring one another. Ellie was lying on top of her daddy, facing down his body and sucking on his cock hungrily while he was pulling her slippery cunt lips apart and sliding his tongue up and down her twat, making her shiver and moan. "Fuck it," Ginny said finally, stripping out of her skimpy outfit and walking up to the two of them. She laid down beside Ellie's daddy and smiled at her, both their heads over hips. "Feel like tag-teaming, babe?" Ellie looked up for a moment and nodded readily. Ginny smiled and leaned in, flicking her tongue against the tip of his cock. The curly-haired girl giggled and joined Ginny in teasing the throbbing cock, taking turns sliding their tongue up and down the shaft while the other swirled her tongue around the head and took it into her mouth, starting to bob up and down. Ginny felt herself getting really wet and pressed her lips to Ellie's around the head of her daddy's cock, kissing her. They both moaned as their tongues tangled around the glistening head. Ginny's hand slipped into the girl's hair, wrapping in it to hold her in place. Ellie smelled like strawberries and Ginny felt herself getting wetter as she took in the scent. "Daddy," whimpered the girl. "Fuck me;" Ginny knelt up while the other girl straddled her daddy's hips, facing down his body. Her sticky cunt was positioned over his throbbing cock and Ginny took hold of it and guided it home. Ellie sighed almost in relief as she sank down, his cock filling her. Smiling wickedly, Ginny made Ellie lie back along her daddy's body and the girl gasped as her put his hands on her tits and held her. As Ellie and her daddy began to squirm and writhe, her glistening cunt swallowing his cock greedily, Ginny bent down and tongued at the shaft as it slid back and forth through her lips. She pressed her thumb gently on Ellie's clit, causing her to shudder and moan loudly. Then her tongue traced a slow route around the engorged cunt lips, teasing her new girl lover. Ellie whimpered and panted, begging her daddy to fuck her harder. Ginny sucked Ellie's clit into her mouth and was rewarded with a strangled cry from above. She fondled the sac in front of her gently and pressed on the throbbing vein. Her cunt was getting wetter with each passing moment and she needed to know if Ellie would share; Without another word, she crawled over Ellie and settled down on top of her, her tits squashing into the succulent set below. She moved around until she felt her cunt pressed to Ellie's and the magical, rhythmic motion of the cock still pumping in and out of her. She shuddered as their lips and clits met and they wrapped their arms around one another, kissing shamelessly. Tongues snaked and writhed as they moaned into one another's mouths. "Daddy," panted the younger girl. "Fuck Santa's elf-girl; fuck her please;" Ginny felt her own ferocious desire rising as the cock slurped out of Ellie and pressed against her. She groaned gutturally as she felt the head penetrate and then she pressed down eagerly, taking it deep inside her. Still sandwiched between them, Ellie took one of Ginny's tits and sucked the nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. Ginny arched her back and hissed through clenched teeth, squeezing hard on the invading cock. She ground down on Ellie's daddy, gyrating her hips and her fingers digging into the other girl's skin. Ellie sucked and bit her nipples, the delicious sting heightening her ecstasy. She body was streaming with sweat while he fucked her, Ellie's soft flesh undulating against hers. She could hear him panting and feel him stiffening and knew what happened next. With great haste and even greater reluctance, she pulled herself off the cock and knelt, pulling Ellie up into a kneeling position. She helped her daddy stand quickly while Ellie took his cock and pumped it eagerly with her hand. Once he was standing, they both attacked his cock with their mouths and hands, pleasuring him beyond endurance. He put his hand on the back of their heads and groaned loudly, his hips shuddering as he came. Both girls pressed their faces in, letting him spurt on their mouths and cheeks, hands still working the shaft quickly. The warm, sticky cum brought with it a warm flush of memories, how it always felt on her skin, the tingling, scintillating pleasure she always felt in the ardor of others. Ellie's soft tits pressed to hers, their cheeks meeting as they accepted the pearly offering, on their chins and now glazing their tits; she loved it all. She was never happier than when she was in the throes of passion with others. Was this what she was truly meant to do? Was this a Christmas epiphany? Ellie and Ginny began kissing hungrily, licking the cum off one another's faces with a fervor, then off each other's neck and tits. They returned their attention to the still twitching cock, kissing and sucking it dry. Once Ellie's daddy was spent, she laid him down and Ginny helped her snuggle into his warm, loving embrace. The girl smiled at her and giggled before blowing a kiss. Ginny gathered up her outfit and exited the apartment quietly. Not surprisingly at this point, the sleigh was just pulling back onto the roof as she arrived. Santa smiled at her. "So did you know I was bi all these years?" she asked as she clambered into the seat and beside him and snuggled into his side as they took off. He nodded. "Not my place to rob you of your journey of self-discovery, though." "Maybe," she sighed. "But think about all the fun I've missed out on, not playing with girls too. Doubling the size of my dating pool might have made a difference." "You've always been who you're meant to be, Virginia," he said cheerfully. "And your little epiphany tonight is going to have big implications in the year to come. Trust me." Her eyes widened. "For real?" "Would I lie?" Santa laughed. Ginny in the sleigh. Ginny was lying back in the plush red seat of the sleigh, her chest heaving as she stared at the pre-dawn sky. Her little elf-outfit was almost in shreds and she was missing one of her shoes. Even Santa looked a little worn. "So that's what sex with an entire sorority house feels like;" she said distantly. "Kinda gives me a new respect for those college quarterbacks. Those girls are animals." Santa nodded. "I have to admit, that wore me out a little too, which is saying something. And before you ask, yes, they have all been good this past year and they sent me one letter asking for Santa to fuck them as a sorority, so that really was their Christmas present." Ginny nodded. "That and the four metric tons of vibrators, dildos, eggs, anal beads, ben-wa balls and lingerie I saw you drop off; and about thirty Sybians." "They're a really good sorority house." Santa admitted. Ginny just stared at the sky. "Hard to believe that you're brought up a certain way, being told that good kids act a certain way, only to find out that being a total mega-slut is not grounds for being added to the Naughty List but sneaking cookies when mom told you not to is." "I didn't make the rules," Santa said, shrugging, but then he paused. "Oh, wait; ya know, I probably did, a long, long time ago." Ginny giggled tiredly. "This has been the longest and most oversexed night of my life, and that's saying something for me. Where are we headed, Big Man?" "Well, it's almost dawn." Santa said, looking east. "I'm going to have to drop you off before long now that my rounds are done." "Yeah," Ginny said somewhat reluctantly. "Since I don't have a house, I guess you should drop me off at my parents' place. I can't exactly tell 'em that my house was destroyed in a massive battle between Santa's elves and Krampus, but maybe they'll believe a gas main exploded." "You can't lie, Virginia, we've been over this." Santa said firmly. "Well I can't really tell them the truth either, can I?" Ginny pointed out, hoping she didn't sound too quarrelsome. "I know;" he said quietly, still guiding the sleigh. The soared through the dark sky for some time, saying nothing. Eventually, Ginny began to make out shapes in the night, sleek silhouettes that looked almost like slender, jet-powered Skidoos, being ridden by beings in strange armor with glowing runes and wild mans of hair. "Just my guardians," Santa said in an assuring tone. "Making sure there are no last-minute attempts to thwart us." The earth far below them took on a white cast and Ginny knew that they were above a region covered in snow. She couldn't feel it, but she could sense the cold air around them as the sleigh angled down, heading to the ground. The landing was predictably smooth and they finally came to a stop, flanked by the jet bikes and their unsettling warriors. Santa jumped out and helped Ginny down, smiling at her and wrapping her in a warm, furry red blanket from head to toe. When he pulled it off her, she was no dressed in a stylish red velvet dress, trimmed in white and ending on her upper thighs to show lots of leg. Her calf-high boots were red and edged with white, with adorable little poms dangling from the side. She even had a white poof to keep her hands warm and the Santa hat she now wore kept her ears toasty. "You look beautiful," he said as he waved in front of himself to conjure an ice mirror that reflected her image perfectly. "And without you, Virginia, there wouldn't have been a Christmas this year. You need to understand that." Ginny blushed prettily and walked alongside him, petting the reindeers as she walked by. She even gave Donner a kiss on the nose and the beast snorted and blushed, pawing the ground. They walked casually through the snow, holding hands until they were approached by several people. Ginny's eyes went wide, these were all women, clad in black armor with baroque chest plates reminiscent of bustiers. They all wore their hair bobbed, universally black or platinum in color and they carried savage-looking rifles or flamethrowers. They all knelt reverently as Santa approached. "Do I want to know?" Ginny breathed. "My personal guard," Santa said, nodding to the women as he passed through them. "Orphan girls I've saved from a cruel world. They're fanatically devoted to me, even beyond my elves." Her mouth was somewhat dry when she asked the next question. "Do you; you know;" "Yes, Virginia," he said, saving her the difficulty of asking. "They're also my lovers. When they're not fighting for me or standing guard, they live in the bliss I seem uniquely capable of giving women." "That doesn't sound like such a bad life," Ginny said, a hopeful tone in her voice. "I mean, I'm no orphan, but I'd say we pretty compatible sexually. Aren't we?" He turned and took her gently by the arms, smiling warmly down into her eyes in that way that made her knees go weak. Other people may have seen the fat old jolly man, but she could see only the copper-haired and bearded giant with eyes deeper than a galaxy and a boyish smile that she knew she'd always love. "You're right, Virginia, you're not an orphan," he said quietly. "These girls had no future. I have no right to rob you of yours. And believe me, you don't want to miss it." He took her hand and kept walking, snow gently falling as they walked through the stands of tall trees. When they emerged on the far side, he grinned and gestured grandly in front of them. Ginny's eyes went wide. Across the clearing was her lovely home, looking as good as new. Squads of warrior-elves stood guard menacingly around the perimeter while other, smaller beings she more associated with the Christmas story elves scampered around, making final adjustments to the domicile. "Like the whole thing never happened," Santa declared. "And there are even some improvements, I might add." "Ya don't say," Ginny said somewhat absently, still staring in disbelief. All sign of the titan battle fought on her property less than twelve hours ago were gone. "Uh; improvements?" Santa nodded. "We added solar panels and some subtle wind turbines, so you can officially live off the grid. Water's hooked up to a local artesian well. Improved your internet connection, you get about two hundred megabits per second, not to mention the fact that we connected you to our servers, so the Tor Network and the Deep Web have nothing on you for security and anonymity." "Wow;" was all she seemed to be able to say. "Let's see, we reinforced the frame and the roof, you could probably get hit by a meteor and barely notice," Santa continued. "Windows are made of transparent aluminum, they're durable, to say the least." "No bugs crashing through my bay windows?" she asked. "Actually got a nifty physics trick for you

Anksčiau augintiniai atlikdavo apsaugos ir medžioklės funkcijas, tačiau šiandien jų vaidmuo smarkiai pasikeitęs. Kintant visuomenės nuostatoms, dalis žmonių augintinius ima laikyti šeimos nariais, švenčia jų gimtadienius, kuria emocinį ryšį ar net vadina vaiku. Tai patvirtina Vilniaus universiteto Šiaulių akademijos mokslininkų atliktas tyrimas, atskleidžiantis, kad toks požiūris būdingas daugumai apklaustų naminių gyvūnų augintojų Lietuvoje, nepriklausomai nuo jų išsilavinimo, finansinės padėties ar gyvenamosios vietos. Tyrimą aptarė Vilniaus universiteto Šiaulių akademijos docentė Evandželina Petukienė ir Vilniaus universiteto Šiaulių akademijos mokslo darbuotojas Sigitas Balčiūnas.

Miracle On Route 34: Part 3 Being naughty can be a very good thing, if he needs help getting jolly. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. "Just when I thought it couldn't get better;" Ginny sighed, lost in bliss. "You certainly know what a woman wants." "I aim to please." Santa said cheerfully, putting one arm around her waist and holding her close while he guided the sleigh. "Think we might've sated you for a while?" "Hmm, maybe for a bit, right?" she purred, stretching like a cat before sitting forward and looking down over the earth, lit by clusters of lights that punctuated the darkness of Christmas Eve. It wasn't long before she began to giggle. "Schilling for your thoughts." Santa said, giving her tit a squeeze. "Well, you probably don't remember, but we've met before," she mentioned lightly, turning her head to wink at him. "I sure remember it." "Oh? Do tell." "Well," she said casually, her thoughts drifting back. "I was sixteen and my girlfriends and I were at the mall. We saw you and decided to sit on your lap. So Cari and I were sitting on you at the same time, squirming our asses on you and kept whispering naughty things in your ears, things we wanted to do to you, you know?" Santa didn't respond for several moments. "See?" Ginny said, smirking. "Told you that you didn't remember." "What; was the date of that, Virginia?" he asked warily. "December fifteenth, eight years ago, about seven-thirty pm," she said. "I still have a photo. Why?" "Because I wasn't in your city on December fifteenth eight years ago," he said with reluctance. "I was in Lahina on Maui, judging a naked limbo contest at a luau." She was silent for some time. "You're; you're sure?" Santa nodded. "Oh, God;" Ginny whispered, her eyes distant. "That means that Cari and I were grinding on some creepy mall Santa; oh, shit, I could feel him getting hard and everything!" Ginny scrunched her face up in revulsion and was flapping her arms in horror. "Oh, God. Blah! Blah! Blah!" Santa's roaring laughter echoed through the darkness as his date for the evening struggled to not puke off the side of the sleigh and onto the unsuspecting town below. Silent Runnings. She always kind of assumed that the sleigh made little or no noise when it touched down on a roof. After all, what kept some survivalist gun nut from trying to blow Santa away with his collection of automatic rifles when he heard some noise he couldn't account for? The sleigh glided silently onto the roof, the blades letting out little more than a hiss and the patter of the reindeer's hooves barely audible. Santa leapt out lightly and assisted her in exiting the sleigh before grinning at her. "Now, I won't be long, just hang tight and stay near the sleigh, if you're within the Gellar Field, you'll keep warm, alright?" Ginny raised an eyebrow in his direction, nonplussed. "Um, 'excuse me? I'm here with Santa Fucking Claus on Christmas Motherfucking Eve. How many times can a girl say that? If you think for one second I'm not delivering presents with you, then you're even more stupid that Krampus. I'm coming." Santa seemed hesitant. "Virginia, I've been at this since Proto-Hittite times, one way or another. I'm kind of an expert and I don't want you to hurt;" "Oh, get real," she snorted, pushing past him toward the chimney. She was glad to note that the 'Gellar Field', whatever the hell that was, seemed to be keeping her warm at this distance. "If your fat ass can fit down a chimney with that huge bag, so can mine." She clambered over the lip of the chimney and eased herself down inside it. Santa watched silently as she wriggled out of sight. There was no noise for several seconds. Finally Ginny spoke, her voice coming up the flue. "Okay, kinda stuck here, with my nose pressed into my own asshole. Little help?" Santa chuckled lightly and reached for a can of grease. Piloting a Ginny. "You're getting better at this, I must say," Santa remarked as he rummaged through his bag of presents while Ginny guided the sleigh. "Last person who drove the sleigh for me, the reindeer resisted a lot. They like you." "Oh?" Ginny replied, twisting the reins slightly and veering the sleigh team southwest. "Who was she?" Santa cleared his throat. "Actually, it was Krampus. Well, he was Pete back then, and it was over six hundred years ago." It took Ginny a moment to recover from her shock and concentrate on guiding the sleigh. Fortunately, the reindeer seemed to know where they were going. "Six hundred;" "Yup," Santa confirmed. "The Belgian monks were still getting the recipe for Stella Artois right the last time one of my kids helped me out." "But what about all your wives you were telling me about?" she asked. "They must've been in the sleigh before." Santa shrugged. "Yeah, people have been in it, I've taken them places, but you and Pete are the only two who have ever helped me on Christmas Eve." She felt herself grow warm, and for once it wasn't because she was wet and horny. "I'm really helping you?" He nodded. "It may be that I'm late because of the donnybrook back at your place, Virginia, but that wasn't your fault, it's just what was meant to be. I was meant to be put behind and now you're meant to be driving this sleigh while I get organized. No matter how many me's there are out there, it won't make a difference unless you're here tonight. It's fated to be that way." Ginny didn't know what to say. She just calmly guided the sleigh, feeling a contentment she'd never quite known before. She was dimly aware of some other shadowy iteration of Santa's sleigh streaking by some miles to the north and waved absently. She couldn't explain why any of this made sense, but it did. She really was different after all. A house below them shone with a golden light in the dark and she turned the reigns easily to guide the reindeer in its direction. There were over a dense residential area, the streets lined with endless numbers of small homes and semis. They glided onto a roof and clambered out. She followed Santa and his present sack down the chimney. In spite of his bulk, he slid down the tight shaft in a way that made her cunt inexplicably wet. "Now that I think of it," she whispered as she wriggled down with him. "How do we get into houses where there's no chimney?" "It was a lot easier before central heating," he answered, almost upside down as he worked his way toward the ground. "For lack of a better term, it's just B & E, I guess. I've got the keys and security codes for every residence on earth." "Wow," she grunted as she twisted and wiggled, her tits squashed to her mouth. If they'd had more time she would have sucked on them for a bit as a reward to herself. "Even Kim Jong-Un?" "Yeah, but he's not getting anything you want to know about for Christmas," Santa muttered. "He's a very bad boy." "So, what, like a leaky bag of flaming panda shit?" she mused, occupying herself as she strained to keep up. "Because that's what he kinda deserves." "Christmas is the one night of the year we don't discuss politics, Virginia." Santa mentioned as he finally freed himself of the confines of the flue and dusted himself off. He helped Ginny out as well, smiling and kissing her nose as she held her off the ground. She blushed and let him put her down, moving to a corner of the living room and watching intently. The house they were in was not big, a modest home for a small family. Santa was rummaging around in his bag, absently noshing on the cookies left on a table near the tree. The tree itself was rather sparse on gifts, something Santa seemed to be rectifying. Ginny didn't notice the other person in the room until it was too late. "So there you are, big man;" Ginny started at the voice but Santa merely stood and turned around, smiling warmly. At the entrance to the room was a woman in a robe. She was older than Ginny, but not more than in her late twenties or early thirties. She had the look of a tired mom. "Been waiting a long, long time to prove to myself that you were real and the presents I couldn't account for just came out thin air," she sighed, nodding. She had sandy-brown hair, done in a long bob. Her face was pretty enough, but you could see in her eyes that sleep was more of an afterthought than anything. "But here you are." "It's good to see you, Linda." Santa said warmly, moving toward her and hugging her. She sighed as he embraced her and Ginny smiled, knowing exactly how content and relieved Linda felt at the moment, whoever the hell she was. "Whoa, did I just get jealous of some girl hugging Santa?" "I can't believe you're here in all your chubby glory," Linda remarked, smiling up at him. "It's a dream come true." Santa nodded. "Little Karen's been very good this year, Linda. She's a real blessing. I brought her the puppy she wanted." Ginny frowned and looked down at a small object that was obviously a puppy, wrapped prettily in Christmas paper and sporting a golden bow on its snout. The puppy panted happily, curled up and went to sleep beneath the tree. "She'll love it," Linda said quietly, her eyes shining. "She'll be so thrilled." "I know she will." Santa said, smiling and placing a hand on Linda's cheek. "Sorry things didn't work out with Bob. He doesn't know what he's missing." "Thanks, I keep telling myself that too," Linda said, dabbing at her eye. "Have you got an STD for his stocking, maybe?" "No," Santa chuckled. "But you need to know that everything's going to be fine, Linda. You've made it this far, you're raising an amazing girl and you own this place now. If I could give you Mother of the Year, I would. But I can't, not my department, so that leaves me to ask; what do you want for Christmas, Linda?" Linda looked into his eyes before her hands reached down and began fumbling with his wide, black belt. Ginny shook her head and sighed, knowing exactly why Linda's reaction was so instinctual. The mother turned her head and seemed to notice the girl in the abbreviated elf costume for the first time. "Oh," she said, her hands still undoing the belt. "Is she your chaperone, to make sure we behave?" "No, she's not my chaperone," Santa said, smiling and shaking his head. "She's my indispensable helper, without whom Christmas wouldn't come this year." Ginny blushed at his description of her. "Oh, okay," Linda said, kneeling and shimmying his red pants down and freeing his monstrous cock. "As long as she doesn't interrupt me enjoying my present." Ginny blushed again, but this time the hair on the back of her neck went up and her eyes narrowed. She folded her arms across her chest, leaned against the wall and watched silently. Very silently. "Wow," Linda mused, taking his cock in both hands and staring at it. "Just when I thought nothing could get longer than that white beard of yours." Ginny blinked and frowned for a moment. White beard? It suddenly occurred to her that Linda was seeing the Santa she had always expected to see, a fat, jolly old man with a long white beard, rosy cheeks and the rest of the Dickensian nonsense. To Ginny, he still looked like the towering, red-bearded lumbersexual she knew him to actually be. Whatever sort of glamour he radiated, it worked even in sexual situations. Without a pause, Linda took Santa's thick cock into her mouth with a sigh and began bobbing back and forth along its length. Her wet lips formed a tight seal around the shaft, her hands holding on to Santa's thighs for balance. "She's doing that all wrong," Ginny sniffed to herself. "He likes it when one hand is pumping along the shaft behind your mouth and the other one is teasing his balls. I should know." Santa turned his head, smiled at her and nodded. Ginny blushed and shut up. He took Linda's head gently in his hands, caressing her hair while she sucked his cock, letting her take all the time she liked. She undid her robe with one hand, letting it fall to a puddle at her knees, now naked. She had a mom bod, Ginny noted, not bad, she was trying to keep herself fit, probably with Tae Bo and jogging or spinning, if she could find the time. Her tits were somewhat pointy, but she wasn't repulsive by any means. Ginny felt herself getting warm as she watched, one of her hands coming up to caress her tits while the other snaked down inside the short green skirt she was wearing and beneath her thong, teasing her understandably gooey cunt. She watched intently as Linda pushed farther and farther down Santa's seemingly endless shaft, breathing through her nose as she tried to reach the root. The hand she kept on his thigh for balance squeeze his pale flesh while the other was massaging her tits, pinching the nipples. She moaned around his cock as he grew harder in her mouth. Ginny leaned her head against the wall, trying to not make noise as she pleasured herself, fingers teasing through her slippery folds or circling her throbbing clit. The hand she had on her tits mimicked Linda's squeezing and pinching her nipples, causing little needles of stinging delight to shoot through her. Linda's hand moved down between her legs and her fingers began churning inside her cunt. She moaned loudly as she pleasured herself. Normally Ginny would have thought she'd wake her kid, but Santa probably had some weird sound-dampening field just to keep things like this from happening. Typical. Ginny bit her lip as she watched, her skin blushing pink as she worked herself into a silent frenzy, her wet core beginning to blossom as Linda sucked and bobbed on Santa's cock faster and faster; Both women let out a loud moan as they came, pleasure bubbling up through Ginny's body while her fingers worked madly inside her clenching, slippery tunnel. Her knees buckled and she went to the floor, still fucking herself. Linda grunted and began swallowing as Santa came, finally pulling her mouth off and panting heavily, jerking his throbbing cock frantically and splattering his pearly cum across her tits with great eagerness. Ginny slowly lifted her head, gazing at Santa and Linda through heavily-lidded eyes. She'd cum so hard just from fingering herself. Was it her proximity to Santa that caused all her sensations to be so heightened? Santa knelt as well, hugging Linda to himself and whispering in her ear. She slowly pulled her arms up and embraced him, smiling against his shoulder and nodding gently, her eyes still closed. After holding her for some time, her took her by the chin and lifted her gaze to meet his. "Okay, back to bed with you," he said gently. "You'll sleep very well tonight and Karen will come to wake you." Linda smiled dreamily and rubbed her nose against Santa's before giving it a kiss. She stood, slipped her robe back on, winked at him and left without another word. Santa watched her leave and nodded in satisfaction. "Just what she needed," he said to himself. "Okay, Virginia, I'm going to finish these last few presents and then we're; Virginia?" But Ginny was still kneeling, slumped to one side against the wall and snoring. Santa chuckled and finished the presents before picking her up and holding her limp body under one arm and his giant sack over the other shoulder before disappearing up the flue in the blink of an eye. Carnal Knowledge. "Taip! Taip! Mano Dievas!" Kuni moaned loudly as she sat on her sister's face, grinding her cunt eagerly down onto Minna's mouth. Her blonde twin clamped her arms around her sister's thighs tightly as she lapped hungrily at the slick lips above. Santa was kneeling between Minna's legs, holding them wide and thrusting back and forth, his cock plunging in and out of her. Ginny was leaning against the wall once again, trying to not look exasperated. The Lithuanian girls were writhing and grinding in a frenzy, clearly enjoying their early Christmas present. It wasn't like they'd crept down and surprised Ginny and Santa, as Linda had, they had actually written to Santa, saying that their parents were away for the holiday and they wanted him to come and fuck them for Christmas. They'd been waiting patiently in the living room when Santa and Ginny appeared out of the chimney, the twins wearing nothing but their little cheerleader uniforms. Minna groaned shamelessly while she lashed her Kuni's twat with her tongue, shuddering as Santa's iron-hard rod nearly split her in half. Ginny had to admit, the blonde twins had rocking bodies, trim and tight from whatever activities they were involved in. She'd have to get into P90-X or Crossfit if she was ever going to compete with these two. "Senelis!" Minna gasped, sliding a finger up inside her sister, which Kuni ground on shamelessly. She gyrated her hips, fucking back against Santa, her fingernails digging into her sister's ass cheeks as she endured the battering waves of pleasure. "Ah, Duok man sunku!" "Pasakykite pra¨ome;" Santa replied, smiling slyly. "Pra¨om!" Minna wailed, her body almost thrashing. "Pra¨om pra¨om pra¨om! Nekankink manęs!" Santa nodded and leaned forward, pressing Minna's legs almost back against her body, his weight over her now as he sank his cock down inside her. The blonde girl almost screamed in pleasure. Kuni grappled onto Santa's neck and kissed him greedily, churning her cunt down onto Minna's glistening face. "Unreal," Ginny muttered. "And I thought I was a relentless horny machine. But you, sir, take the cake." "I would expect you of all people to understand by now," Santa said cheerfully. "Minna and Kuni have been very good this year. They're both at the top of their class, they've been socially active regarding building homeless shelters, they're both” "Over the age of eighteen?" Ginny bit out. "It's Lithuania, that wouldn't matter," Santa pointed out. "They've been very good girls and I'm duty-bound to give them what they want for Christmas." "So no point deductions for incest?" Ginny asked somewhat testily. "There weren't for you and your brother, were there?" he replied while Kuni nipped at his skin. Ginny blushed again and stopped talking. She watched while Kuni pulled herself off her sister's mouth and hastily clambered around to lie on top of her, kissing her sister while squirming her wet cunt down on Minna's. She groaned loudly when Santa pulled out of the girl below and pushed deep inside her. "Dear diary," Ginny muttered. "Having a great time in Vilnius, watching Santa skewer Lithuanian sisters;" Santa grunted and pushed in hard, his hips trembling as he started to cum. Kuni and Minna screamed into one another's mouths, hips bucking furiously. He pulled out of Kuni and slammed back into Minna, filling her with cum as well before both sisters scrambled to their knees while he stood. They swallowed his cock greedily, taking turns pumping the shaft while the other sucked on it. They kissed around the throbbing cock, licking the pearly cum off one another's faces. "Esate labai geros mergaitės," Santa breathed, holding them both gently by the back of their heads while they sucked hungrily. "Keep up the good work and Santa will see you again next year;" "If we're not still here with these two whores next Christmas;" Ginny thought darkly. Santa’s copilot. Ginny was guiding the sleigh, but she kept looking back at Santa, trying not to smirk. He was sitting beside her, a rather blank stare on his face, his eyes a little red around the edges. "I'm still sorta hungry;" he said somewhat absently. "So you actually thought 'Colorado Gold' was a brand of flour used to make baked goods?" "Note to self," he murmured. "Do not eat the brownies left out for you in Denver;" Basement Bound. Ginny followed Santa as they crept down the stairs toward the basement apartment, a prismatic glow on the wall ahead of them indicating a tree was nearby. They rounded a corner and paused. A young man dressed in X-Men boxers and a white t-shirt almost walked into them as he rubbed his eyes. He stared at them for a moment, saying absolutely nothing. After a long, awkward pause, Santa reached back into his sack and pulled out a wrapped gift which he slowly handed to the kid. The kid took it equally slowly and unwrapped it, his eyes widening as several deluxe editions of the newest PC games were revealed. The kid smiled sheepishly and sighed. "Thanks, now that I know you're real." "You don't seem happy, Kevin," Santa said, obviously concerned. "You've been great all year and these are what you wanted, right?" "I; yeah, they are," sighed the kid. "At least, that's what I told everyone I wanted. My friends and I, we're all gamers, and this is amazing, but;" "But;" Santa pressed. "Well, Christmas is also my birthday," Kevin said. "Here I am, eighteen finally, and I still haven't had sex with a girl yet." Santa smiled. "Well, I normally deal exclusively in Christmas wishes rather than birthdays, but perhaps this year I can help you out there, Kevin." Kevin raised an eyebrow. "Virginia," Santa stated, looking at her. "I give you Kevin the Boy. Return unto me Kevin the Man." Ginny couldn't believe what she said next. "Thought you'd never ask, Big Red;" She walked forward and took the games out of Kevin's hands, tossing them over her shoulder. Santa grabbed them hastily out of the air as Ginny poked a finger into Kevin's chest and pressed him up against the wall. His eyes were wide, not at all sure what was happening. "Santa's already given you your Christmas presents," Ginny said as she knelt in front of him and tugged at his boxers. "Which means it's up to me to give you a happy birthday;" She pulled the boxers down and tossed them aside. His cock was limp but she could already tell it was swelling with excitement. Rather than teasing the poor virgin, Ginny stroked his shaft and slid her mouth all the way down, deep-throating him. Kevin shuddered and groaned loudly. "Make all the noise you want, you won't wake your parents upstairs," Ginny mentioned, pulling her mouth off his cock for a moment and pumping the shaft with her hand while she looked up at him. "The big man here has some sort of sound-dampening field or some shit so that he doesn't get caught busting into people's houses." Kevin's hands flattened against the wall and his fingers flexed as she slid her mouth down his length again before bobbing back and forth in a slow rhythm. She felt his fingers take her by the hair and begin kneading, lost in this clearly new delight. She hummed gently, vibrating her mouth around his sensitive skin. "Well, look at you," she remarked, smiling as she pulled back and gazed at his now hard and throbbing cock, glistening with the wetness of her mouth. "That's a nice dick you've got there, Kevin. You're a grower, I'm impressed." Kevin took a deep breath. "Maybe, but it doesn't look like much when it's limp. The one time I let a girl at school see it, I was nervous and it shrunk, so she was laughing at me." "Then I'll give you a tip before I fuck you, Kevin," Ginny said, stroking the shaft and spitting on it, to keep it moist while she instructed him. "Girls can be hideous cunts about that sort of thing sometimes, but they have their own insecurities. So never bring your insecurity to the ballgame. You need to be turned on and your Johnson here on the rise by the time you get naked for her." "Uh-huh?" he said somewhat uncertainly, shivering as she bent her thumb so that the pad pressed against the top of his mushroom head every time she stroked down. He couldn't believe this was happening. Some hot Elf-chick who looked like a Warcraft mod was blowing him! "So from now on, you dominate, you got it?" Ginny said. "Make her get naked or make her turn you on so that she can see how big your cock is before you ever get out of your boxers. No girl is gonna say no to this thing when it's fully inflated, I promise." "R-really?" Kevin asked. Ginny kept her eyes locked with his but reached down under her panties for several moment before bringing her fingers up for display. They glistened wetly in the dim light. "It's made me horny, champ. And because of that cock, I need to fuck you. You with me?" Kevin just thunked his head back against the wall, closed his eyes and nodded. "Oh, and don't worry about trying to last," Ginny added. "Being around the Red Machine makes you want to fuck and cum all night. You'll be fine." She swallowed his cock with a will, determined to give this kid the best first time anyone had ever had. Her hand followed her mouth along the shaft and she hummed, swirling her tongue along its length. The kid wasn't Santa, but this would be a perfectly good ride for any girl worth fucking once he had his confidence. Her free hand worked its way back inside her panties and began fingering, teasing her wet folds and slipping inside, getting her ready for the main event. "Umm, do you want to fuck me, Kevin?" she asked, smiling up at him. "Do you want to fuck my cunt good and hard?" "Uh; yes;" he whimpered. "Say it like you mean it, Thor," she insisted, pressing her thumb along the throbbing vein on the bottom of his thick shaft. "The girl wants confidence. This cock is worth your best effort." He took several deep breaths before looking down at her and nodding. "I want to fuck you." "You do?" she asked before sliding him back down her throat. "No," he said finally, taking her under the arms and pulling her up. Ginny exhaled suddenly as his cock popped out of her mouth unexpectedly and he spun her around to press up against the wall. "I don't want to fuck you; I will fuck you." "That's my boy," Ginny breathed, her eyes flashing with sudden lust and delight. She spread her legs and tilted her hips forward, eager to feel him inside her. "Fuck me good and hard, Kevin!" "K-zon," the boy almost growled, pressing his throbbing cockhead against her entrance. "My gaming tag is K-zon and that's what the girls will call me when I fuck them!" Ginny nodded eagerly. "Good. Give it to me, K-zon;" She moaned loudly as he pushed inside her, heedless of any sense of timing or technique, but eager to be deep in a woman. He squeezed her sides as he trembled, overcome by the wet, tight sensation of her cunt gripping him. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders and one leg slung over his hip as she looked into his eyes. Ginny began a pumping motion with her hips, sliding back and forth on his cock while K-zon was paralyzed by the flood of pleasure. "Alright, slugger," she whispered in a husky voice as she fucked herself on him. "Let's bust this first nut of yours quick, so you know what to expect. Don't hold back, just pound my cunt until you blow, got it?" He nodded as he buried his face in her shoulder and started pumping awkwardly with his hips, his whole body trembling. Ginny felt an unreal flush of heat coursing through her already, an intense orgasm building up inside. Holy shit, was she turned on and about to get off because she was mentoring a virgin? She pulled Kevin tight against herself and shivered, letting out a gasp while he moaned and jammed his hips up tight against hers, she could feel his cock twitching inside her as he spunked, Her own orgasm flooded over her, molten bubbles of ecstasy popping by the millions throughout her sweating, slick frame. He almost buckled at the knees, collapsing against her, panting like he'd run a marathon. Ginny smiled and caressed his hair, feeling his still-hard cock throbbing inside her. She ran her fingers over his cheek and looked into his eyes. "Ready to keep going?" she asked. "Second one's usually even better." He nodded and she pulled him down to his knees while she got on all fours, wiggling her invitingly. She winked back at him. "You know what to do, K-zon," she purred. "Show me what you're gonna do to the girls this coming year;" Without another thought, he took Ginny by the hips and slid his cock deep inside her again. Ginny moaned loudly, lowering her head to the floor and pushed back against him. She felt him begin to push back and forth and matched his rhythm by squeezing her cunt muscles around him as he slid in. His fingers dug into her hips and ass cheeks delightfully. She could tell he might last a little longer this time, but not by much. Then again, she wasn't here to teach him to be a sex god, she was here to pop his cherry and give him a birthday to remember. "Umm, right there, big man;" she panted, surprised that she meant what she was saying. She wasn't just stroking his fragile ego, she was quite serious, because he was hitting a spot in her cunt that she really liked. He had a long enough cock that it touched her pleasure spot and he was just wide enough to pleasantly stretch her so that she knew she was being fucked properly. With confidence, this kid would be a good lay. Kevin slapped his thighs against her ass cheeks and she squeaked and yelped in response. Her gooey cunt clenched him tightly, utilizing those vaginal contractions she seemed to be so damned expert at tonight. "Fuck;" Kevin grunted as he pumped his hips, his chest now glistening with sweat. "This is so much better than my hand or a fleshlight!" "Uh, and you feel a lot fucking better than a vibe," Ginny panted, still face-down and ass-up. "You're gonna make them scream, K-zon;" He seemed encouraged by her words and pumped harder, determined to make Ginny and himself cum again. He seemed to have found his rhythm and fucked her steadily, his eyes closed as he lost himself in the unreal sensation of sex with a live girl. Ginny bit at the knuckle of her middle finger, aware of how flushed and warm her body was. She could feel her wetness trickling down over her stomach from her cunt, since her ass was perched in the air. The slick, sucking noises of her sex were unmistakable. "Oh, you're doing really good, K-zon," she said breathily. "You're gonna have me cumming again before long!" Kevin seemed to be beyond words as he merely nodded hastily and kept fucking her, eyes closed and back arched. The slapping noise of his thighs against her ass was a wet one now, since they were both sweating profusely. She could feel the damp perspiration in her hairline, her mouth open and she wiped at it when she realized she was almost drooling. "Yes, K-zon!" she gasped, using the name he wanted again, pushing back against him but still letting him control the action. "Fucking make me cum! Don't hold back! Uh, fuck!" Kevin jammed his hips against her suddenly and cried out, a sound that Ginny echoed half a second later. Rapture splintered through her as she came, feeling him slamming against her as he climaxed, his pearly offering now deep inside her. Through glassy eyes, she looked around for Santa, to see if he was watching, but he was nowhere in sight. Kevin seemed ready to fall over, exhausted, but she gently pushed backward until he sat on his behind with her in his lap, facing away. Slowly she turned around and laid him on the floor, his cock still deep inside her. She put her hands on his shoulders and smiled down at him, her nipples tracing little patterns over his chest as she did so. "That was amazing, K-zon," she said quietly. "A really great addition to my night." He was still breathing heavily but nodded at her. "Thanks. It was more than I could have hoped for. I;I guess it's been a busy evening for you this way?" "Well, you're my only virgin to this point, if that's what you're asking," Ginny sighed. "The big red machine has fucked me more times tonight that I care to remember and I was nearly raped to death by Krampus, so this was exactly the sort of change of pace I needed, you know?" She sat up, still straddling him and impaled on his cock, a thought occurring to her. "Hey, Big Red," she called out. "I just let him bust in me twice, do you have any fixes dated from yesterday?" A tiny white pill flew out of the other room. She caught it deftly in her hand and popped it in her mouth. "I'm getting good at this 'time-is-fluid' shit," she giggled to herself. "Maybe I'll teach quantum physics." "You don't need a glass of water or anything?" Kevin asked, looking up at her. "Trust me, Kevin, if there's one thing I'm good at, it's swallowing." Ginny replied, smiling down at him somewhat haughtily before carefully pulling herself off his cock, causing them both to shudder and moan quietly. She knelt over his waist and sucked on his cock, cleaning their mingled cum off him and then helping him to his feet. She slipped her thong back on while Kevin retrieved his boxers. They were just straightening themselves out when Santa appeared from the other room. "Did you enjoy your birthday present, Kevin?" he asked cheerfully. "Yessir," the newly-minted young man said. "Best birthday present anyone ever received." "Glad to hear it," Santa said, nodding. "And I know it doesn't compare to what Virginia just gave you, but I think you'll be pleased with your new rig I just set up. Five terrabytes of hard drive space, thirty-two gigs of DDR4 RAM, an overclocked quad-core CPU that'll put the i7 to shame, eight fans, a nickle and copper piping coolant system and L E D to make sure everyone knows you're in the house. Oh, and I've upgraded your server to be multi-line, WAN and load-balancing. You and your guild will never lag again as long as you host." Kevin's eyes went wide. "I've got fat pipes?" Santa nodded while Ginny shook her head, understanding none of this geek talk. It only figured that Santa was a giant nerd. Kevin looked like he might faint. "Well, I've just done what you deserved," Santa mentioned. "It's Virginia who should get the credit for your night being so spectacular." "Yeah," Kevin said, blushing and smiling at her. "Thanks." "My pleasure, trust me," she said easily. "Somebody have a pen I can use?" Santa handed her one and she looked at Kevin. "Your number, dude." Kevin managed to stutter out his number, which she wrote down on her wrist before nodding in satisfaction and giving the pen back to Santa. "Alright, if I ever happen to be in Ohio for some godforsaken reason, I can look you up and give you a booty call. Sound good?" Kevin nodded dumbly. "Just remember this," she said, poking him in the chest, her voice serious. "You've got a lot to learn still. You've got a nice cock between your legs, don't treat it like a Louisville Slugger and just beat the hell out of her with it, you're better than that." He nodded. "And if a girl wants you to fuck her, she'll give you signals, so watch." Ginny added, poking his chest with her nail. "Don't assume you can just force yourself on anyone or next year it's dead spiders in your stocking, you got it?" Kevin nodded again. "Excellent," she said sweetly. "Now go to sleep, champ. Merry Christmas and happy birthday. C'mon, Santa, we have a holiday to save!" "Yes, my lady!" Santa laughed, following her out of the basement. They were back on the roof when Santa smirked at her as they climbed into the sleigh. "Dead spiders in the stocking?" She shrugged. "Isn't that what you'd give a guy if he forced himself on a girl?" "Well, no," he replied as he snapped the reins and they took off into the cold night air. "That's more of a legal issue. If he was considering it, I wouldn't have mentioned dead spiders, I'd' have been more inclined to point out that he'd spend the next few years in a cell as some fat, greasy tattooed bastard's buttery cornhole." The sleigh lurched to one side as Ginny burst out laughing. A Pretty Man. Santa stared awkwardly, making a wry face while Ginny stood off to the side, smirking. Standing in front of Santa was a very pretty young man in pale pink pajamas, his hands behind his back, one knee turned in, twisting his toe into the rug and blushing expectantly. Ginny wiped a tear away from her eye, she was trying so hard not to laugh. "Yeah, that ain't happening." Santa said finally. "But I've been so good;" the young man cooed, smiling coyly and winking. "C'mon, Santa," Ginny urged, clearly enjoying his discomfiture. "He's been so good, and you always reward your good children, don't you?" "Nice try, lady," Santa said, pressing behind his ear, apparently activating a communicator. "Get Agent 641 to me, I need a pinch hitter, stat." Santa threw a small disk on the floor while Ginny and the young boy in pink watched curiously. The device oscillated and expanded, becoming a larger disk. Seconds later it began to glow and hum. A column of rainbow light radiated up from it and a kneeling shape appeared. Seconds later, the rainbow light faded away and a lithe, comely figure stood. He had the same slender, beautiful features as the warrior-elves who had fought earlier that night, his eyes a piercing violet color, his impossibly long raven hair held in gold rings. His pale body was naked except for a tiny thong. "Holy shit snacks;" Ginny breathed as she gazed stupidly at the new arrival, feeling her thong get wet. "Ylmarin, young Trevor here has been an extra-good boy, perhaps you'd care to reward him?" Santa suggested as the inhumanly graceful being stepped off the platform. The tall being looked down at the young man named Trevor, assessing him and then nodded. "Yes, sire, I can absolutely do this." Trevor blushed furiously and giggled, covering his face. Ylmarin reached over and took the boy's hand before leading him back to the bedroom. Santa nodded and began rummaging around in his toy sack, putting items under the tree. "Okay, we got that out of the way," he said, squatting and putting items under the decidedly pink-lit tree. "Virginia, if you could hand me the, Virginia? Ginny?" He frowned and turned to look for his helper, finally sighting her. She was standing in the doorway to the bedroom and looking in. One of her hands squeezing her tits while the other had snaked down inside her panties. "Alright, go on, you little voyeur." Santa chuckled, shaking his head. "Yum yum!" she squeaked and skipped into the room, from which moans were now emanating. Seeking to be naughty. "You weren't worried about being on the Naughty List if you waited up for me?" Santa asked the dark-haired girl as she sat on her floor, watching him intently. She pushed her glasses up her nose and shook her head, pretty curly locks spilling over her shoulders as she did so. "Not worried, hmm?" he mused, observing her. "So you think you're already on the Naughty List?" The girl nodded. Ginny blinked and pursed her lips. "Why isn't she talking? Is she mute or doesn't she speak English?" Santa shook his head. "No, Ellie's just shy. She doesn't speak much at first, but once she gets going;" He knelt down in front of the girl and smiled. "Well, here I am. What is it you wanted to ask me, Ellie?" The tan girl turned her head and looked down at the floor sheepishly for several seconds before working up the nerve to speak. "I; I want my daddy, Santa." Ginny blinked. "She what, wants him back from deployment for Christmas, she wants her father to move back home;" "No, Virginia," Santa said cheerfully. "She doesn't want her father, she wants her daddy." "Oh," Ginny said, suddenly understanding. "So, now what?" "That's all she wanted for Christmas, so we give her, her daddy." Santa said simply. The girl's eyes lit up in delight and she sat up straight, looking very excited. Santa pointed behind Ellie and she turned to look behind herself; Her daddy stood in the doorway, his green-hazel eyes mirroring her excitement and a big grin on her face. His long, sandy-blond hair fell down to his shoulder blades. "Daddy!" Ginny squealed as she scrambled to her feet and threw herself against her daddy, kissing him feverishly. He held her tight, returning the kiss while she began pulling his clothes off him. "I missed you so much!" "Missed you too, baby;" he murmured through the kiss as he pulled her top off, exposing her lush tits. "I never had a daddy." Ginny sighed as she watched the couple get increasingly naked and feeling the now-familiar tingle building. "I should take care of that at some point." "I've got some other deliveries in the immediate area," Santa mentioned. "How about I go take care of them while you have a little fun with these two?" "Well, I'm not attracted to girls." Ginny said in a non-committal tone. "You just didn't know you were until tonight." Santa replied, smiling. "Just trust me on this, Virginia." "Well, like you said earlier, I've had you inside all my orifices, so what's the harm in trusting you now, right?" she admitted, shrugging. Would being bisexual be such a bad thing? It certainly widened her options for dating. Santa nodded and walked out of the room. Ginny turned to look at the couple she was left with, who were already splayed out on the rug, naked and pleasuring one another. Ellie was lying on top of her daddy, facing down his body and sucking on his cock hungrily while he was pulling her slippery cunt lips apart and sliding his tongue up and down her twat, making her shiver and moan. "Fuck it," Ginny said finally, stripping out of her skimpy outfit and walking up to the two of them. She laid down beside Ellie's daddy and smiled at her, both their heads over hips. "Feel like tag-teaming, babe?" Ellie looked up for a moment and nodded readily. Ginny smiled and leaned in, flicking her tongue against the tip of his cock. The curly-haired girl giggled and joined Ginny in teasing the throbbing cock, taking turns sliding their tongue up and down the shaft while the other swirled her tongue around the head and took it into her mouth, starting to bob up and down. Ginny felt herself getting really wet and pressed her lips to Ellie's around the head of her daddy's cock, kissing her. They both moaned as their tongues tangled around the glistening head. Ginny's hand slipped into the girl's hair, wrapping in it to hold her in place. Ellie smelled like strawberries and Ginny felt herself getting wetter as she took in the scent. "Daddy," whimpered the girl. "Fuck me;" Ginny knelt up while the other girl straddled her daddy's hips, facing down his body. Her sticky cunt was positioned over his throbbing cock and Ginny took hold of it and guided it home. Ellie sighed almost in relief as she sank down, his cock filling her. Smiling wickedly, Ginny made Ellie lie back along her daddy's body and the girl gasped as her put his hands on her tits and held her. As Ellie and her daddy began to squirm and writhe, her glistening cunt swallowing his cock greedily, Ginny bent down and tongued at the shaft as it slid back and forth through her lips. She pressed her thumb gently on Ellie's clit, causing her to shudder and moan loudly. Then her tongue traced a slow route around the engorged cunt lips, teasing her new girl lover. Ellie whimpered and panted, begging her daddy to fuck her harder. Ginny sucked Ellie's clit into her mouth and was rewarded with a strangled cry from above. She fondled the sac in front of her gently and pressed on the throbbing vein. Her cunt was getting wetter with each passing moment and she needed to know if Ellie would share; Without another word, she crawled over Ellie and settled down on top of her, her tits squashing into the succulent set below. She moved around until she felt her cunt pressed to Ellie's and the magical, rhythmic motion of the cock still pumping in and out of her. She shuddered as their lips and clits met and they wrapped their arms around one another, kissing shamelessly. Tongues snaked and writhed as they moaned into one another's mouths. "Daddy," panted the younger girl. "Fuck Santa's elf-girl; fuck her please;" Ginny felt her own ferocious desire rising as the cock slurped out of Ellie and pressed against her. She groaned gutturally as she felt the head penetrate and then she pressed down eagerly, taking it deep inside her. Still sandwiched between them, Ellie took one of Ginny's tits and sucked the nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. Ginny arched her back and hissed through clenched teeth, squeezing hard on the invading cock. She ground down on Ellie's daddy, gyrating her hips and her fingers digging into the other girl's skin. Ellie sucked and bit her nipples, the delicious sting heightening her ecstasy. She body was streaming with sweat while he fucked her, Ellie's soft flesh undulating against hers. She could hear him panting and feel him stiffening and knew what happened next. With great haste and even greater reluctance, she pulled herself off the cock and knelt, pulling Ellie up into a kneeling position. She helped her daddy stand quickly while Ellie took his cock and pumped it eagerly with her hand. Once he was standing, they both attacked his cock with their mouths and hands, pleasuring him beyond endurance. He put his hand on the back of their heads and groaned loudly, his hips shuddering as he came. Both girls pressed their faces in, letting him spurt on their mouths and cheeks, hands still working the shaft quickly. The warm, sticky cum brought with it a warm flush of memories, how it always felt on her skin, the tingling, scintillating pleasure she always felt in the ardor of others. Ellie's soft tits pressed to hers, their cheeks meeting as they accepted the pearly offering, on their chins and now glazing their tits; she loved it all. She was never happier than when she was in the throes of passion with others. Was this what she was truly meant to do? Was this a Christmas epiphany? Ellie and Ginny began kissing hungrily, licking the cum off one another's faces with a fervor, then off each other's neck and tits. They returned their attention to the still twitching cock, kissing and sucking it dry. Once Ellie's daddy was spent, she laid him down and Ginny helped her snuggle into his warm, loving embrace. The girl smiled at her and giggled before blowing a kiss. Ginny gathered up her outfit and exited the apartment quietly. Not surprisingly at this point, the sleigh was just pulling back onto the roof as she arrived. Santa smiled at her. "So did you know I was bi all these years?" she asked as she clambered into the seat and beside him and snuggled into his side as they took off. He nodded. "Not my place to rob you of your journey of self-discovery, though." "Maybe," she sighed. "But think about all the fun I've missed out on, not playing with girls too. Doubling the size of my dating pool might have made a difference." "You've always been who you're meant to be, Virginia," he said cheerfully. "And your little epiphany tonight is going to have big implications in the year to come. Trust me." Her eyes widened. "For real?" "Would I lie?" Santa laughed. Ginny in the sleigh. Ginny was lying back in the plush red seat of the sleigh, her chest heaving as she stared at the pre-dawn sky. Her little elf-outfit was almost in shreds and she was missing one of her shoes. Even Santa looked a little worn. "So that's what sex with an entire sorority house feels like;" she said distantly. "Kinda gives me a new respect for those college quarterbacks. Those girls are animals." Santa nodded. "I have to admit, that wore me out a little too, which is saying something. And before you ask, yes, they have all been good this past year and they sent me one letter asking for Santa to fuck them as a sorority, so that really was their Christmas present." Ginny nodded. "That and the four metric tons of vibrators, dildos, eggs, anal beads, ben-wa balls and lingerie I saw you drop off; and about thirty Sybians." "They're a really good sorority house." Santa admitted. Ginny just stared at the sky. "Hard to believe that you're brought up a certain way, being told that good kids act a certain way, only to find out that being a total mega-slut is not grounds for being added to the Naughty List but sneaking cookies when mom told you not to is." "I didn't make the rules," Santa said, shrugging, but then he paused. "Oh, wait; ya know, I probably did, a long, long time ago." Ginny giggled tiredly. "This has been the longest and most oversexed night of my life, and that's saying something for me. Where are we headed, Big Man?" "Well, it's almost dawn." Santa said, looking east. "I'm going to have to drop you off before long now that my rounds are done." "Yeah," Ginny said somewhat reluctantly. "Since I don't have a house, I guess you should drop me off at my parents' place. I can't exactly tell 'em that my house was destroyed in a massive battle between Santa's elves and Krampus, but maybe they'll believe a gas main exploded." "You can't lie, Virginia, we've been over this." Santa said firmly. "Well I can't really tell them the truth either, can I?" Ginny pointed out, hoping she didn't sound too quarrelsome. "I know;" he said quietly, still guiding the sleigh. The soared through the dark sky for some time, saying nothing. Eventually, Ginny began to make out shapes in the night, sleek silhouettes that looked almost like slender, jet-powered Skidoos, being ridden by beings in strange armor with glowing runes and wild mans of hair. "Just my guardians," Santa said in an assuring tone. "Making sure there are no last-minute attempts to thwart us." The earth far below them took on a white cast and Ginny knew that they were above a region covered in snow. She couldn't feel it, but she could sense the cold air around them as the sleigh angled down, heading to the ground. The landing was predictably smooth and they finally came to a stop, flanked by the jet bikes and their unsettling warriors. Santa jumped out and helped Ginny down, smiling at her and wrapping her in a warm, furry red blanket from head to toe. When he pulled it off her, she was no dressed in a stylish red velvet dress, trimmed in white and ending on her upper thighs to show lots of leg. Her calf-high boots were red and edged with white, with adorable little poms dangling from the side. She even had a white poof to keep her hands warm and the Santa hat she now wore kept her ears toasty. "You look beautiful," he said as he waved in front of himself to conjure an ice mirror that reflected her image perfectly. "And without you, Virginia, there wouldn't have been a Christmas this year. You need to understand that." Ginny blushed prettily and walked alongside him, petting the reindeers as she walked by. She even gave Donner a kiss on the nose and the beast snorted and blushed, pawing the ground. They walked casually through the snow, holding hands until they were approached by several people. Ginny's eyes went wide, these were all women, clad in black armor with baroque chest plates reminiscent of bustiers. They all wore their hair bobbed, universally black or platinum in color and they carried savage-looking rifles or flamethrowers. They all knelt reverently as Santa approached. "Do I want to know?" Ginny breathed. "My personal guard," Santa said, nodding to the women as he passed through them. "Orphan girls I've saved from a cruel world. They're fanatically devoted to me, even beyond my elves." Her mouth was somewhat dry when she asked the next question. "Do you; you know;" "Yes, Virginia," he said, saving her the difficulty of asking. "They're also my lovers. When they're not fighting for me or standing guard, they live in the bliss I seem uniquely capable of giving women." "That doesn't sound like such a bad life," Ginny said, a hopeful tone in her voice. "I mean, I'm no orphan, but I'd say we pretty compatible sexually. Aren't we?" He turned and took her gently by the arms, smiling warmly down into her eyes in that way that made her knees go weak. Other people may have seen the fat old jolly man, but she could see only the copper-haired and bearded giant with eyes deeper than a galaxy and a boyish smile that she knew she'd always love. "You're right, Virginia, you're not an orphan," he said quietly. "These girls had no future. I have no right to rob you of yours. And believe me, you don't want to miss it." He took her hand and kept walking, snow gently falling as they walked through the stands of tall trees. When they emerged on the far side, he grinned and gestured grandly in front of them. Ginny's eyes went wide. Across the clearing was her lovely home, looking as good as new. Squads of warrior-elves stood guard menacingly around the perimeter while other, smaller beings she more associated with the Christmas story elves scampered around, making final adjustments to the domicile. "Like the whole thing never happened," Santa declared. "And there are even some improvements, I might add." "Ya don't say," Ginny said somewhat absently, still staring in disbelief. All sign of the titan battle fought on her property less than twelve hours ago were gone. "Uh; improvements?" Santa nodded. "We added solar panels and some subtle wind turbines, so you can officially live off the grid. Water's hooked up to a local artesian well. Improved your internet connection, you get about two hundred megabits per second, not to mention the fact that we connected you to our servers, so the Tor Network and the Deep Web have nothing on you for security and anonymity." "Wow;" was all she seemed to be able to say. "Let's see, we reinforced the frame and the roof, you could probably get hit by a meteor and barely notice," Santa continued. "Windows are made of transparent aluminum, they're durable, to say the least." "No bugs crashing through my bay windows?" she asked. "Actually got a nifty physics trick for you

Dvi sąjungos ragina LRT tarybos narį Joną Staselį atsistatydinti iš Meno kūrėjų asociacijos prezidento pareigų. Dar dvi išreiškė nepritarimą jo veiksmams. Taip jos reaguoja į jo vakar nuo LRT turinio komiteto LRT generalinei direktorei siųstą kreipimąsi, kuriame reikalaujama pasiaiškinti dėl LRT žurnalistų vykdomos protesto akcijos „Šalin rankas“.Europos Komisija viešai įspėjo, jog siūloma supaprastinta LRT vadovo atleidimo tvarka gali prieštarauti Europos žiniasklaidos laisvės aktui. Europos Komisija prašo Lietuvą pasiaiškinti.Pasienyje sulaikyti keturi su kontrabandinių balionų bylomis susiję žmonės, taip pat aptiktas 21 meteorologinis balionas su daugiau negu 42-iem tūkstančiais cigarečių pakelių. Apie tai spaudos konferencijoje pranešęs policijos generalinis komisaras Arūnas Paulauskas sako, kad visi asmenys šiuo metu yra suimti, jų atžvilgiu atliekamas ikiteisminis tyrimas. Paulauskas teigia besitikintis, kad sumažinti tokių nusikaltimų padės ir sugriežtintas Baudžiamasis kodeksas.Nors Lietuvoje ilgą laiką informacinių technologijų sektorius buvo laikomas vienu stipriausių – nenutrūkstamo augimo, aukštų atlyginimų ir nuolatinio darbuotojų trūkumo sritimi, tačiau ekonomistai tvirtina, kad laikas prisisegti saugos diržus. Darbo skelbimų portalų duomenis rodo, kad mažėja informacinių technologijų darbo pasiūlymų skaičius, o atlyginimai nustojo sparčiai augti.Ved. Agnė Skamarakaitė

Dvi sąjungos ragina LRT tarybos narį Joną Staselį atsistatydinti iš Meno kūrėjų asociacijos prezidento pareigų. Dar dvi išreiškė nepritarimą jo veiksmams. Taip jos reaguoja į jo vakar nuo LRT turinio komiteto LRT generalinei direktorei siųstą kreipimąsi, kuriame reikalaujama pasiaiškinti dėl LRT žurnalistų vykdomos protesto akcijos „Šalin rankas“.

Vienaragį galima pradėti auginti dar mokykloje. Bet ar tai apsimoka? Kiek uždirba mokinių startuoliai?Pokalbis su jaunimo verslumą skatinančios organizacijos „Lietuvos Junior Achievement" vadove Andželika Rusteikiene.Taip pat laidoje - ar mažės dar paskolų palūkanos? O gal jos kitąmet didės? Komentuoja „Artea" banko ekonomistė Indrė Genytė-Pikčienė.Ir kuris Formulė-1 vairuotojas uždirba daugiausiai?Ved. Mindaugas Aušra ir Jurgita Čeponytė

Europos Sąjunga peržiūri ir griežtina savo migracijos politiką, tam dar turės pritarti Europos Parlamentas. Šalys narės galės lengviau išsiųsti žmones, kurie neturi teisės gyventi ir dirbti bloke, taip pat steigti prieglobsčio prašymų nagrinėjimo centrus užsienyje ir kurti išsiuntimo centrus už savo sienų. Taip pat sudarytas naujas „saugių šalių“ sąrašas, iš kurių atvykusių asmenų prieglobsčio prašymai galėtų būti greitai atmetami.Laidoje dalyvauja Seimo narys Vytautas Sinica, europarlamentaras Petras Auštrevičius, advokatų profesinės bendrijos „ReLex“ vyresnioji teisininkė, viena iš nevyriausybinės organizacijos „Sienos grupė“ steigėjų Emilija Švobaitė, LRT RADIJO bendradarbės Italijoje bei Švedijoje Neringa Budrytė ir Vaida Strazda.Ved. Agnė Skamarakaitė

Šiandien 12 val. Nepriklausomybės aikštėje žurnalistų bendruomenė kartu su visuomene bursis taikiam protestui prieš valdžios siekį silpninti Lietuvos nacionalinį transliuotoją. Lapkričio pabaigoje dalis valdančiosios daugumos narių užregistravo Remigijaus Žemaitaičio rengtą įstatymo projektą, kuriuo siekiama sudaryti sąlygas lengvesniam LRT direktoriaus atleidimui. Šios pataisos, pasak žurnalistų, kelia didelį nerimą ir yra panašios į bandymą užvaldyti visuomeninį transliuotoją pakeičiant jo vadovą politikams palankesniu.Valdančiųjų siekis kištis į žiniasklaidos laisvę Lietuvoje neretai pavadinamas orbanizacija. Per penkiolika metų valdymo, Vengrijos lyderis Viktoras Orbanas sugebėjo pasiekti, kad 80 procentų žiniasklaidos apie jį ir jo politiką kalbėtų tik palankiai. Jei jūsų visuomenė susitaikys su politikų bandymais riboti žiniasklaidos laisvę, kritika valdžiai liks tik paraštėse. Taip sako Lietuvoje viešėję nepriklausomi žurnalistai ir nevyriausybinių organizacijų atstovai iš Vengrijos.Lietuvoje toliau auga sergamumas gripu. Praėjusią savaitę sergamumas gripu išaugo trigubai, daugiausiai serga vaikai. Sergamumas COVID-19 ir kitomis ūminėmis viršutinių kvėpavimo takų infekcijomis taip pat padidėjo. Specialistai primena laikytis prevencinių priemonių.Nors praėjęs savaitgalis buvo neramus ir kontrabandiniai balionai į Lietuvą skrido kaip ir anksčiau, oro erdvė buvo uždaryta gerokai trumpesniam laikui. Du lėktuvai iš Vilniaus oro uosto kilo net ir uždarius oro erdvę. Ar tai reiškia, kad atsiranda būdų, kaip saugiai skristi net ir skrendant balionams?Gyvūnų gerovės organizacijos prašo gyventojų nedovanoti gyvūnų šventėms. Anot jų, augintinių dovanojimo problema yra aktuali visus metus – juos dovanoja gimtadieniams, sukaktuvių metinių ir kitų švenčių proga, tačiau ši problema ypač suaktyvėja prieš Kalėdas. Specialistai sako, kad dovanoti gyvūnus kaip staigmeną yra vienas žalingiausių sprendimų tiek pačiam gyvūnui, tiek šeimai, kuri jo nebuvo pasirengusi priimti.

Lietuvą kankinanti kontrabanda – patrauklus ir prabangus gyvenimo būdas nusikaltėliams. Kaip veikia tokios schemos? Pokalbis su VSAT vado pavaduotoju pulkininku Donatu Škarnuliu.Taip pat, kodėl žlunga Vokietijos gerovės valstybė? Komentuoja SEB banko ekonomistas Tadas Povilauskas.Ir kaip atsirado dirbtinių kailių industrija: norint išgelbėti gyvūnus ar daugiau užsidirbti?Ved. Mindaugas Aušra ir Jurgita Čeponytė

Daugėja žmonių, kurie kam nors yra skolingi, didėja pinigų sumos. Tai rodo antrą kartą pristatomas skolų žemėlapis.Vilniaus oro uostas įspėja, kad kai kurie skrydžiai gali vėluoti. Taip gali nutikti, nes oro uosto darbas dėl kontrabandinių balionų buvo ribojamas triskart.Žurnalistų bendruomenei tęsiant protestą prieš valdančiųjų bandymus lengvinti LRT generalinio direktoriaus atleidimą bei keisti LRT valdyseną, visuomeninis transliuotojas aiškina žmonėms, kaip politikai užvaldo žiniasklaidą ir kas nutinka valstybėms, kur žiniasklaidos laisvė ribojama. Viena tokių šalių – Vengrija, kuri žiniasklaidos laisvės indekse yra paskutinėje vietoje ES.Rašytoja Kristina Sabaliauskaitė sako, kad dabar yra kritinis momentas – turime apginti valstybę. Sabaliauskaitės teigimu, dabartiniai socialdemokratų veiksmai yra pražūtingi, vedantys Lietuvą į rusišką valdymo modelį.Vytauto Didžiojo universitete švietimo specialistai, ekspertai, politikai diskutuos, ką daryti, kad netrūktų mokytojų. Švietimo, mokslo ir sporto ministerijos duomenimis, mokslo metų pradžioje mokyklos ieškojo daugiau kaip 450 mokytojų.Rusijos ambasada Vilniuje Rusijos piliečiams siūlo advokatų sąrašą, kuriame ir lietuviškos pavardės. Šie gina Rusijos piliečius bylose prieš Lietuvos verslo įmones, kontrabandos bylose, tačiau sako susiduriantys ir su moraline dilema.Ved. Edvardas Kubilius

Naujausias tyrimas atskleidė, kad raminamųjų ir migdomųjų vartojimas tarp Lietuvos paauglių lenkia Europos šalis, mūsų rodiklis aukščiausias – 29 proc. jaunuolių bent kartą juos yra vartoję. Šiuos receptinius vaistus jie dažniausiai gauna iš artimųjų. Taip pat paaiškėjo, kad mūsų šalies paaugliai mažiau rūko cigarečių ir vartoja alkoholio, tačiau vis jaunesni pradeda rūkyti elektroninės cigaretes.Dar viena tendencija – merginų psichologinė gerovė ženkliai prastesnė nei berniukų. O emocinė sveikata siejama tiek su įvairių psichiką veikiančių medžiagų vartojimu, tiek su laiku, praleidžiamu socialiniuose tinkluose. Šie duomenys paaiškėjo iš ESPAD – Alkoholio ir kitų psichoaktyvių medžiagų Europos mokyklose tyrimo.Laidoje dalyvauja Narkotikų, tabako ir alkoholio kontrolės departamento direktorė Rita Sketerskienė, Vilniaus universiteto Psichologijos instituto profesorė dr. Laima Bulotaitė, klinikinės toksikologijos gydytoja Gabija Mikulevičienė, Marijampolės visuomenės sveikatos biuro direktorė Lina Laukaitienė.Ved. Agnė Skamarakaitė.

Gruodžio 2 d. Tiek Žinių vedėjas Sakalas pasakoja apie toliau besitęsiančią kovą dėl nacionalinio transliuotojo laisvės. Papasakos, kaip premjerei sekėsi aiškintis dėl balionų ir kaip ji buvo prigauta galimai meluojant. Taip pat bus aptartos rusijoje vyksiančios taikos derybos, į kurias išvyko D.Trumpo žentas. Apkalbės ir Kauno dramos teatre rodomą spektaklį bei kaip jis išprovokavo žiūrovų neigiamas emocijas. 

„Nenoriu vėl pabusti tyloje, kuri dusina“, – sako menotyrininkė Agnė Narušytė, parengusi komentarą apie, jos žodžiais tariant, politikų bandymą užvaldyti nacionalinį transliuotoją ir įstatymus gerbiančio, laisvę ir demokratiją vertinančio pasaulio virsmą kažkuo kitu.Kodėl ne vienoje valstybėje prasidėjo spaudimas žiniasklaidai? Ar šiandieninėms visuomenėms yra svarbus visuomeninis transliuotojas, kaip žodžio laisvės ir demokratijos pagrindų garantas? Apie tai, kokia situacija susiklostė Lenkijoje, kas vyksta Estijoje, – pokalbis su LRT bendradarbiais Laurynu Vaičiūnu ir Vaidu Matulaičiu.Klaipėdos muzikinio teatro apšvietimas pelnė prestižinį įvertinimą tarptautiniame konkurse „LIT Lighting Design Awards“. Pokalbis su dizaino kompanijos „Energy Green“ vadovu Vytautu Judicku ir apšvietimo dizaineriu, koncepcijos kūrėju Šarūnu Noskaičiu.Kad galutinai nesugriūtų, vienas unikaliausių pastatų Klaipėdos centrinio pašto kompleksas greičiausiai bus perduotas Klaipėdos miesto savivaldybei.Šokimai, rodymai, nudavimai – taip prieš šimtą metų buvo apibūdinamas baletas. Taip vadinasi ir šiandien atidaroma profesionalaus Lietuvos baleto šimtmečiui skirta paroda. Pokalbis su parodos kuratoriumi, šokio istoriku ir kritiku Helmutu Šabasevičiumi, Čiurlionio menų mokyklos direktoriaus pavaduotoju baleto ugdymui Eligijumi Butkumi.Ved. Jolanta Kryževičienė

Augustas Šuliauskas, Jonas Miklovas ir Lukas Malinauskas apžvelgia chaosą Lietuvos rinktinėje ir padėtį atrankoje, Ąžuolo Tubelio situaciją ir (ne)parduodamą FIBA produktą. Taip pat aptartas Artūro Gudaičio išvykimo klausimas, suirutė Belgrade, ir kertinė „Žalgirio“ atkarpa Eurolygoje.   Tinklalaidės partneriai: – Telefonas yra nuostabus. Tik ne visą laiką. Telia pristato Ryšio dėžę — paprastą būdą pailsėti nuo ekranų ir stiprinti gyvą ryšį. Įsidėkite telefonus į Ryšio dėžę ir nepraleiskite Kalėdų. Daugiau: https://www.telia.lt/atsakingas-rysys – ECODENTA – inovatyvūs burnos priežiūros produktai su natūraliais ingredientais. Asortimente – dantų pastos, burnos skalavimo skysčiai ir kitos priemonės sveikai, švariai bei baltai šypsenai. Įsigyti galima didžiuosiuose prekybos centruose bei BIOK el. parduotuvėje, kur su nuolaidos kodu BASKETNEWS20, gausi 20% nuolaidą visam asortimentui: https://eshop.bioklab.com/ – Nealkoholinis alus „Gubernija“, daugiau informacijos – https://gubernija.lt/ Temos: Išnaudokite BasketNews nuolaidą (0:00); Būtų buvę naudingiau pralaimėti britams, bet nugalėti italus (3:49); Komiškas nutikimas pas italus ir kertinės pralaimėjimo detalės (10:21); Prisiimta Kurtinaičio atsakomybė ir tragiškas lietuvių rodiklis (17:06); Chaosas rinktinėje – nuo užkulisių iki aikštės (26:14); Kodėl vėl apie Ąžuolą Tubelį? (31:40); Kitų žaidėjų pasiaukojimas ir kuo Tubelis būtų pasitarnavęs (35:10); Kaip įmanoma parduoti tokį krepšinio produktą (40:39); FIBA praleido progą sprausti NBA į kampą (49:18); Ar Gudaitis paliks „Rytą“? (59:14); Trinchieri nuotrauka – sufabrikuota ar reali? (1:02:19); Suirutė dėl Željko Obradovičiaus ir sirgalių grasinimai (1:03:57); Nepasitvirtino trenerio atleidimas ir suerzinti „Žalgirio“ varžovai (1:16:31); Atodūsis dėl Nigelo Williamso-Gosso traumos (1:20:01); Jasikevičiaus šeimos šventė Atėnuose (1:22:37); „Kas slepiasi po uždanga?“ (1:26:57).

Trečiadienio popietę Vilniaus oro uoste nuo riedėjimo tako nuslydus lėktuvui, oro uostas buvo uždarytas daugiau nei pusę paros. Vilniaus oro uosto darbas po kelis kartus per mėnesį trikdomas visą rudenį - dažniausiai jis uždaromas dėl iš Baltarusijos skrendančių balionų su kontrabanda. Kokios kompensacijos priklauso keleiviams, kurių skrydžiai atidedami ar atšaukiami, bei kuo skiriasi situacijos, kai oro uostas uždaromas dėl balionų, o kai dėl lėktuvo avarijos?LRT užsakymu atlikta apklausa parodė, kad kas dešimtas Lietuvos gyventojas neketina pirkti dovanų Kalėdoms, tiek pat šiemet ketina būti itin dosnūs ir dovanoms išleisti daugiau nei 200 eurų. Kiek pinigų šiemet ketinate išleisti kalėdinėms dovanoms ir galbūt jau esate sugalvoję, ką pirksite, o gal jau ir nupirkę?Ne valdžios sprendimai, o vėjas kol kas efektyviausiai stabdo kontrabandinius balionus. Taip sako pasieniečiai, pastarosiomis savaitėmis perimantys dešimtis balionų su cigaretėmis. Valdžios pareiškimais apie nuolat stiprinamą, bet kol kas pralaimimą kovą su kontrabandiniais balionais stebisi ir pasienyje gyvenantys žmonės.Artėjant didžiausioms metų šventėms dalis žmonių jau puošia namus. Kiti dar tik svarsto apie eglės pirkimą. Eglučių pardavėjai sako, kad vis daugiau pirkėjų renkasi kėnius, kurių spygliai pradeda byrėti vėliau, nei Lietuvoje augančių eglių. Bet už juos tenka ir gerokai daugiau susimokėti.Ved. Liuda Kudinova

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Seimas pritarė dalies parlamentarų siūlymui keisti LRT vadovo atleidimo tvarką. Pataisoms priimti reikės dar dviejų balsavimų. Taip pat parlamentarai šiandien apsisprendė keleriems metams įšaldyti LRT skiriamą finansavimą.Per mėnesį trunkančią balionų iš Baltarusijos ataką, Lietuva toliau ieško būdų juos neutralizuoti.Po šaudynių Vašingtone JAV sustabdė imigraciją iš Afganistano.Lietuvoje prastėja biologinės įvairovės būklė. Didžiausios grėsmės, susijusios su žemės ir miškų ūkių įtaka, invazinėmis rūšimis.Lietuvos vyrų krepšinio rinktinė šiandien pradeda atranką į 2027-ų metų pasaulio čempionatą. Pirmoji Rimo Kurtinaičio auklėtinių varžovė - Didžioji Britanija.Ved. Agnė Skamarakaitė

Donatas Urbonas, Karolis Tiškevičius ir Lukas Malinauskas aptaria Kauno „Žalgirio“ dramą Madride, teisėjų sprendimus ir dviprasmiškus gynėjų pasirodymus. Apkalbėtas meistriškas Giedriaus Žibėno susivaldymas ir kaip Vilniaus „Rytui“ reikėtų elgtis su Jordanu Walkeriu. Taip pat pažvelgta į atlyginimus Taivano rinkoje ir Kasparo Jakučionio karines sąlygas Majamyje.  Tinklalaidės partneriai: – Boozt.com prasidėjo didžiausias metų išpardavimas - Juodasis Penktadienis! Daugybei prekių taikomos net iki 70% nuolaidos, o su kodu BASKETNEWS30 bus pritaikyta mažiausiai 30% nuolaida VISKAM! Kodas galioja lapkričio 21-28 dienomis, perkant bent už 69 Eur. https://www.boozt.com/ – Jei rinktis internetą – tai tik Telia. Dabar užsisakius neribotą Telia 5G nešiojamą internetą „PlayStation 5“ vos už 4,90 €/mėn! O su Telia 5G mobiliojo ryšio planu gauk net 75% nuolaidą „Oura Ring 4“ žiedui. Daugiau: https://www.telia.lt/privatiems – Nealkoholinis alus „Gubernija“, daugiau informacijos – https://gubernija.lt/ – BasketNews el. parduotuvė: https://shop.basketnews.lt/ Temos:  Išsirinkite dovaną (0:00); Mike'o Jameso kritika ir vyriškai pasielgęs Tomas Masiulis (3:30);  Didžiules pasekmes iššaukęs teisėjo sprendimas (14:34);  Per istoriją neregėta „Žalgirio“ ir „Real“ statistika (22:23);  Erzinanti Francisco pusė ir žvėriški skaičiai (25:45); Kaip pasisekė „Žalgiriui“ ir nerimas viduje (31:27); Minusiniai Maodo Lo ir Brazdeikis (36:09); Išryškėjusios „Žalgirio“ problemos ir kaip spindi Tubelis (39:04); Kodėl „Ryto“ pergalė Varšuvoje – įsimintina (54:07); Vilniečius supykdęs švilpukas ir „Ryto“ kreipimasis į FIBA (56:46);  Meistriškai susivaldęs Giedrius Žibėnas ir ką daryti su Walkeriu? (59:51); Į Eurolygą atsispirsiantis „Ryto“ spindulys (1:10:29);  „Ryto“ laukiantys varžovai ir klausimas dėl pastiprinimo (1:15:54);  Kennethą Fariedą pakeitęs lietuvis ir atlyginimai Taivane (1:23:21);  Liūdėsys dėl Sabonio ir kokiomis sąlygomis gyvena Jakučionis (1:29:22);  Prisidėkite ir padėkite mums (1:37:06).

Savaitinėje 15min laidoje „Skrieja kamuolys“ apžvelgiamos Lietuvos ir pasaulio futbolo aktualijos. Šią savaitę daugiausiai dėmesio skiriama tarptautinei futbolo pertraukai ir Lietuvos futbolo rinktinės akistatoms su Izraeliu ir Nyderlandais. Taip pat aptariamas A lygos klubų tarpsezonis ir Tado Burgailos sprendimas įsigyti Vilniaus „Žalgirį“. Taip pat nemažai dėmesio skiriama kitų metų FIFA pasaulio futbolo čempionatui ir besibaigiančios atrankos kovoms. Balsai – 15min komentatoriai Marius Bagdonas ir Aurimas Tamulionis bei „Go3“ komentatorius Karolis Dudėnas. 00:00 Intro 00:10 Futbolas, knygos ir Amsterdamas 5:50 Lietuva – Izraelis tuščiame Kauno stadione 13:58 Kančios Amsterdame prieš motyvuotą oranžinę mašiną 44:00 Edgaro Jankausko ateitis 56:08 Lietuvos jaunimo rinktinių kalneliai 1:03:53 Vilniaus „Žalgirio“ naujas etapas ir Tadas Burgaila 1:23:25 Marijampolės „Sūduvos“ šviesus rytojus 1:30:12 Klaipėda A lygoje ir „Riteriai“ 1:35:00 Permainos Šiauliuose 1:36:25 „Hegelmann“ pavojaus signalas 1:43:40 Pasaulio čempionato atranka 2:05:10 Baskai

Seimas žemės ūkio ir maisto ūkio politiką pripažino strategiškai svarbia nacionaliniam saugumui.Švietimo, mokslo ir sporto ministrė susitiko su Lietuvos švietimo darbuotojų profesinės sąjungos atstovais aptarti pedagogų darbo užmokesčio kėlimo galimybių.Gydytojai dietologai skelbia, kad nepakankama sunkiai sergančių pacientų mityba blogina gydymo rezultatus ir didina mirštamumo riziką.Ukrainos prezidentas Volodymyras Zelenskis įvedė sankcijas savo buvusiam bendražygiui ir verslo partneriui Tymurui Mindičiui. Jam taikomos „asmeninės specialios ekonominės“ sankcijos, įskaitant ir turto įšaldymą. Taip pat sankcijos pritaikytos ir kitam verslininkui - Oleksandrui Cukermanui. Jie abu spėjo pabėgti iš šalies. Vakar po V. Zelenskio paraginimo atsistatydino į šį skandalą įsipainioję energetikos ir teisingumo ministrai.Lietuvoje pastaruoju metu daugiau imta diskutuoti apie netradicinius religinius judėjimus, kurie kartais pavadinami ir sektomis. Diskusijas įplėskė kelias dienas išdirbusio buvusio kultūros viceministro Aleksandro Broko istorija ir jo sąsajos su ritmologija.Kauno Dariaus ir Girėno stadione Lietuvos vyrų futbolo rinktinė žais kontrolines rungtynes su Izraeliu. Prieš susitikimą prie stadiono buvo organizuojamas protestas.Ved. Agnė Skamarakaitė

Jadvyga ir Zita – pasakų močiučių tandemas. Taip darželiuose pasakas sekančias senjores vadina Fabijoniškių socialinių paslaugų namų direktorė. Šiais metais prasidėjusi įstaigos iniciatyva jau skaičiuoja trečią dešimtį aplankytų darželių, o daugiausia jų apvažinėjo jau minėtos moterys.

Lapkričio 6 d. Tiek Žinių vedėja Eglė papasakoja apie viceministro Broko ikoną, kuri, pasirodo, yra tikra rusijos fanė. Aptars padėtį karo fronte ir paskutines dienas skaičiuojantį Pokrovską. Taip pat papasakos ir apie daugiau planuojamų protestų bei kas prie jų ketina jungtis.

Savaitinėje 15min laidoje „Skrieja kamuolys“ apžvelgiamos Lietuvos ir užsienio futbolo aktualijos. Šią savaitę apžvelgiamas A lygos finišas ir prizininku tapusio Vilniaus „Žalgirio“ situacija. Taip pat apžvelgiamos visos stipriausios Europos futbolo lygos. Komanda – 15min žurnalistai Marius Bagdonas ir Aurimas Tamulionis bei „Go3“ komentatorius Karolis Dudėnas. 00:00 Intro 00:50 Kava su „Žalgirio“ direktoriumi 05:30 „Žalgiris“ – A lygos prizininkas 15:48 Džiaukšto ir Antalio ateitis 24:55 Šiaulietiškas charakteris ir Eligijus 30:18 Rūke paskendę šeši įvarčiai į „Dainavos“ vartus 34:15 Lipskis, jo filosofija ir „Džiugas“ 36:56 A lygos čempionas čempioniškai 39:00 „Riterių“ ateitis 42:11 Lietuvos septyniolikmečių pergalė prieš... ANGLIJĄ! 1:01:20 Čempioniškas ar nuobodus „Arsenal“? 1:08:30 Haalandas ir „Manchester City“ 1:13:43 Kvėpavimą atgavęs „Liverpool“ 1:19:00 „Chelsea“ pergalė Londono derbyje 1:22:08 „Manchester United“ 1:28:42 „Real“ ir nuostabus Kylianas 1:33:09 „Barcelona“ pergalė prieš „Elche“ 1:36:50 „Atletico“ ir Griezmannas 1:39:40 Užsikūrusi „Bayern“ mašina 1:50:38 Italijos „Serie A“ reikalai

Tomas Vaiseta. „Paukščių miegas“. Išleido Lietuvos rašytojų sąjungos leidykla.Apsakymai, kuriuos pavadinti istoriniais būtų teisinga, bet – per siaura. Apsakymai, kuriuos pavadinti psichologiniais irgi būtų teisinga, bet irgi – per siaura. Tai ir kuria unikalų Tomo Vaisetos prozos stilių, kuriame susikerta intymiausi žmogaus išgyvenimai, slapčiausi kompleksai, tragiškiausios patirtys, fantasmagoriškiausios vizijos ir istoriniai įvykiai, kiekvienam pažįstami ir atpažįstami – iš knygų, iš tėvų ir senelių pasakojimų, iš asmeninės patirties. Taip žmoguje atsispindi epochinės istorijos slinktys. Knygos ištraukas skaito aktorius Sergejus Ivanovas.

Tomas Vaiseta. „Paukščių miegas“. Išleido Lietuvos rašytojų sąjungos leidykla.Apsakymai, kuriuos pavadinti istoriniais būtų teisinga, bet – per siaura. Apsakymai, kuriuos pavadinti psichologiniais irgi būtų teisinga, bet irgi – per siaura. Tai ir kuria unikalų Tomo Vaisetos prozos stilių, kuriame susikerta intymiausi žmogaus išgyvenimai, slapčiausi kompleksai, tragiškiausios patirtys, fantasmagoriškiausios vizijos ir istoriniai įvykiai, kiekvienam pažįstami ir atpažįstami – iš knygų, iš tėvų ir senelių pasakojimų, iš asmeninės patirties. Taip žmoguje atsispindi epochinės istorijos slinktys. Knygos ištraukas skaito aktorius Sergejus Ivanovas.

Pastaruoju laikotarpiu populiarėja ekskursijos kapinėse. Plačiau apie tai – tokias ekskursijas vedantis gidas Laimonas Užomeckis.

Penktadienį (spalio 31 d.) Tiek Pinigų vedėja Simona aptars incidentus Lietuvos oro uostuose ir mažėjantį investuotojų pasitikėjimą. Donaldo Trumpo ir Xi Jinpingo susitikimą bei kas jo metu buvo nutarta. Ir galiausiai bus apkalbėta, kaip lietuviams sekasi taupyti. Taip pat sulauksite ir bankininkės patarimų, kaip tą daryti, jei dar nemokate.

Ketvirtadienį (spalio 30 d.) Tiek Žinių vedėja Silvija papasakos apie vieną didžiausių į Ukrainą nukreiptų dronų atakų. Aptars pasienio naujienas ir ten įstrigusius šimtus vilkikų. Taip pat apkalbės besitęsiančias nesėkmingas ministrų paieškas ir tai, kas tapo naujuoju Remigijaus Žemaitaičio patarėju. 

Ar tikrai su amžiumi darbe tampame mažiau lankstūs ir motyvuoti? Naujas tyrimas rodo priešingai – viskas priklauso ne nuo metų skaičiaus, o nuo aplinkos, kurioje dirbame.Stovykla „Dainava“ – tai vieta daugybei išeivių tapo neatskiriama gyvenimo dalimi – jų lietuvišku „kaimu“, primenančiu Lietuvą savo gamta, ežeru, mišku ir kalvomis Jungtinėse Valstijose.Ar kada susimąstėte, kiek nereikalingų vaistų kasmet grąžinama į vaistines sunaikinimui? Pernai – 35 tonos, o šiemet šis skaičius gali pasiekti net 40 tonų. Tai prilygsta maždaug 6 suaugusiems Afrikos drambliams – įspūdingas kiekis, kurį galėtume sumažinti sąmoningesniais sprendimais.Taip pat laidoje – apie siaubo žanrą, kuris, anot kai kurių mokslininkų, išgyvena atgimimą.

Antrą naktį iš eilės į Lietuvą paleisti kontrabandiniai balionus ir vėl sutrikdę Vilniaus oro uosto darbą.Pokalbis su politologu Maksimu Milta apie Ukrainos ir Amerikos pokalbiuose dėl karo pabaigos vis iškylantį Donbaso klausimą. Kuo šis regionas Ukrainai svarbus?Diskusija apie siūlomą tvarką, kad medikai pacientus galėtų konsultuoti nuotoliu iš kito miesto ar iš kitos gydymo įstaigos. Taip sveikatos apsaugos ministerija tikisi palengvinti medikų paieškas regionuose.Ispanija pasišovė Europos Sąjungoje užbaigti laiko sukiojimo praktiką.Ved. Liuda Kudinova

Donatas Urbonas, Karolis Tiškevičius ir Lukas Malinauskas aptaria Kauno „Žalgirio” pergalę Barselonoje ir Nigelio Williamso-Gosso traumos situaciją, sulaikytą Eurolygos teisėją ir NBA žvaigždžių aferas. Taip pat pagarsintas signalas Vilniaus „Rytui” dėl žaidėjo galimybių išvykti į Eurolygą. Tinklalaidės partneriai: – Boozt.com - skandinaviška elektroninė parduotuvė https://www.boozt.com/. Su nuolaidos kodu BASKETNEWS30 - VISOMS prekėms taikoma net 30% nuolaida! Kodas galioja perkant bent už 69 EUR iki spalio 31d., nuolaida nesumuojama su kitomis nuolaidomis ir kodais. – Jei rinktis internetą – tai tik Telia. Užsisakyk Telia šviesolaidį internetą namams: https://www.telia.lt/privatiems/internetas/namams?24-men-sutartis – Sportuok didžiausiame sporto klubų tinkle Gym+! Rinkis iš 10 miestų ir net 34 lokacijų, įsigyk narystę jau šiandien: https://gymplius.lt/kainos/ – Nealkoholinis alus „Gubernija”, daugiau informacijos – https://gubernija.lt/ – Junkitės prie Eurolygos Fantasy, kurkit savo komandas Biudžeto režime nuo lapkričio 5 d. ir varžykitės dėl piniginio prizo! https://fantasy.basketnews.com/lt

Kalavijas – vienas paslaptingiausių istorijos objektų. Jis buvo ginklas, valdžios simbolis ir meistrystės įrodymas, o šiandien tampa mokslo tyrimo šaltiniu. Vilniaus universitete apgintoje disertacijoje archeologas, daktaras Andrius Janionis išsamiai ištyrė Lietuvoje rastus V–XV a. kalavijus, pasitelkdamas modernius metodus. Ką kalavijai gali papasakoti apie mūsų praeitį, technologijas ir visuomenę – apie tai kalbamės su tyrimo autoriumi.Ar jūs irgi iš tų žmonių, kurie vos tik išgirdę prašymą padėti, automatiškai sako „taip“ – net jei neturite nei laiko, nei jėgų? Ugdymo ekspertas Gediminas Anužis sako: dažnai taip elgiamės ne dėl gerumo, o iš baimės nepatikti. Tačiau, pasak jo, pasakyti „ne“ gali būti ne tik sveika, bet ir naudinga santykiams – nes žmonės labiau pasitiki tais, kurie turi aiškias ribas.Danijos vyriausybė siekia uždrausti jaunesniems nei 15 metų amžiaus vaikams naudotis socialiniais tinklais. Draudimas galiotų virtinei socialinių tinklų. Tačiau tėvams būtų suteikta galimybę leisti savo vaikams naudotis socialiniais tinklais jau nuo 13 metų. Kitos šalys taip pat svarsto socialinių tinklų ribojimus.Lietuvoje yra daug meninių projektų, leidžiančių žmonėms su negalia būti scenoje. Vis dėlto galimybės tapti profesionaliais teatro kūrėjais Lietuvoje jie kol kas neturi. Kaip atrodo teatro scena menininkų su negalia akimis ir su kokiais iššūkiais jiems tenka susidurti, aiškinasi Gabrielė Žemaitytė.

Pasibaigus pirmajam Lauros ir Jonės pokalbiui apie pinigus poroje ir kaip jie veikia porų psichologiją, jos jautė, kad dalį temų norisi praplėsti. Tad jūsų dėmesiui – antroji šio pokalbio dalis. Šiame epizode autorės kelia klausimą, kuris iš pirmo žvilgsnio atrodo paprastas, bet slepia daug sluoksnių. „Kodėl?“. Kodėl vieni renkasi bendrą biudžetą, o kiti atskiras sąskaitas? Šis klausimas skamba kaip aidas daugelio porų pokalbiuose, kuriuose pinigai tampa ne tik praktiniu, bet ir emociniu matu. Epizodas kviečia sustoti ir susimąstyti apie savus „kodėl“ kalbant apie pinigus. Čia aptariami konfliktai poroje dėl pinigų, būdai su jais dorotis ir klausimas, kuris iškyla daugeliui: „kaip kalbėtis apie pinigus taip, kad nesusipyktume?“. Laura pastebi, kaip svarbu tikėti, kad artimasis nori gero, ir kaip nelengva tai kartais padaryti. Daugiau dėmesio šiame epizode skiriama mažiau uždirbančio partnerio vaidmeniui poroje, jo išgyvenimams ir vietai bendroje finansinėje sistemoje. Taip pat aptariamos situacijos, kai pora susiduria su finansine krize, kai pinigų rodos nėra, ir kaip tokiose aplinkybėse išbūti kartu, išlaikant jausmą, kad esame viena komanda. Giliau nagrinėjama: bendras katilas ar atskiros sąskaitos, proporcingos įmokos ar aiškiai sutarta suma buičiai, kiek saugumo suteikia planavimas, kiek laisvės duoda autonomija, kiek nuspėjamumo grąžina aiškūs susitarimai. Kaip sako Jonė: ne visada užtenka tiesiog pasikalbėti. Svarbu išsakyti praeities patirtis, įvardinti poreikius, susitarti dėl taisyklių ir jų laikytis ne dėl to, kad būtų teisinga teoriškai, o dėl to, kad viduje būtų ramiau abiem. Pirmoji dalis: https://nara.lt/lt/articles-lt/laura-ir-jone-pinigai-poroje  Laura Riaubaitė-Pinzar ir Jonė Piekuraitė-Dudėnė konsultuoja psichologijos ir psichiatrijos klinikoje „Gali būti“. Laura yra šios klinikos bendraįkūrėja, Vilniaus universiteto psichologijos studentė ir „Jaunimo linijos“ savanorių mokytoja. Jonė yra psichologė, emocinės paramos tėvams programos „Drauge“ bendraįkūrėja, buvusi ilgametė „Vaikų linijos“ savanorė ir savanorių mokytoja. Palaikykite NARA podkastą: https://nara.lt/lt/support