Santa Porn

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December 11, 2011


A Guest Post by DORIANNE

"santa's helper"A small freckled face stuck a candy-coated tongue out at Sarah. She swore on the inside, smiled on the outside and ushered him into the Christmas Village. As she watched him climb the stairs to Santa’s stage she leaned a little more heavily against the mini fencepost she had positioned in front of her crotch.

The mini fence was surprisingly sturdy. The company that constructed it must have known their product had to withstand the destructive power of sugar-high children. The freckled face was now sticking his tongue out at Santa, from the close quarters of his lap. Sarah wriggled against the post for a split second, and then she turned around to herd the next child into the Village.

Sarah’s Santa’s Helper costume was a tiny red satin skirt, frilled with white marabou, matched with a little red halter top and a pom-pomed hat. It was a pretty skimpy outfit for someone to work with children, but Sarah didn’t care how revealing it was. The satin was thin and slick, providing maximum sensation whenever she pressed her groin up against the mini fence pole.  It was a secret pleasure that made the job bearable. But she really needed to make some extra money during the holidays.

No one could see her from the front when she pressed against the pole – except anyone on Santa’s stage. The children wouldn’t have any idea what they were seeing if they noticed it at all. But she knew Santa saw. And she knew Santa was actually a fairly attractive man in his early 30’s named Dan.

When they were done that evening Dan gave her a nudge. His big white beard was around his neck, exposing the thin brown stubble that lay on his real chin. “I take it you don’t like kids much?’ he asked.

Sarah was immediately offended. “Kids are great!” she said. “The ones who come to see us, maybe not so much,” she amended.

“Malls bring out the worst in everyone,” he said. “Except you.” Then he walked into the change room, unfastening his heavy red coat. Sarah caught a glimpse of his shoulder, shining with sweat, before the door closed behind him. She wondered if he were naked under his Santa suit.

The next day she caught his eye and held it as she flipped her flimsy skirt over the top of the mini fencepost and ground her cunt against it. She could feel the cool metal through her thin panties. Sarah was sure he wouldn’t remember what to tell the elves to make for the child in his lap at that moment.

"seducing santa"That evening Sarah and Dan didn’t speak to each other but they both took their time saying goodbye to their co-workers, then they both took their time in their respective change rooms, then they both took their time packing up their belongings. Finally the tired and grumpy security guard told them to make sure the mall door locked behind them and he left. Dan and Sarah stared at each other, wordless for a moment. Then Sarah stripped off her dress, revealing that she had never changed at all. She had just put on her clothes over her costume.  Now she stood there in her slutty Santa’s Helper outfit, alone with Santa Dan. He smiled the biggest shit-eating grin she had ever seen. She giggled and dashed off to the Christmas Village.

Dan caught her as she reached Santa’s stage. He was fast, but she also wasn’t trying very hard. When he reached her he picked her up and carried her to his throne, where he had been sitting for weeks. This time he had a fully grown woman in his lap instead of a child.

“Ho ho ho, little girl,” said Dan, a five o’clock shadow instead of a long white beard, a tousled head of black hair instead of a cap, an undershirt instead of a big red coat overtop a fat suit. “What do you want for Christmas?”

“I’ve been a very bad girl,” said Sarah.

“In that case,” said Dan, and he flipped her over. She was arched over his knee, staring at the fake reindeer and sleigh, her ass in the air. Her tiny skirt had fallen up to her waist.

He smacked her once, lightly. She giggled and wriggled. She smacked her harder. She moaned low in her throat. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back sharply to look her in the face.

“Oh, you are a bad girl indeed,” he said. “But you’re too big to get a stocking full of coal so instead Santa’s gonna give you an ass full of bruises.” He shoved her head back down and stripped off her panties. Then he rained blows down on Sarah’s backside until she was grasping the legs of Santa’s throne with white knuckles. Her howls echoed through the empty mall.

When her ass was as red as her satin skirt Dan stood up, lifting her in his arms, and carried her off the stage. He sat down in the sleigh and placed Sarah in a seated position on his knees facing him, her sore ass stinging against his jeans. Then he undid his fly. His cock sprang up between them, erect as a candy cane. Sarah smiled and they looked at each other, and for the first time they kissed. It was a firm, deliberate kiss, and when their tongues knew each other intimately he broke off and pulled a condom out of his pocket.

Santa is always prepared.


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