Tis the season…
Kaitlyn was miserable and home for winter break. No longer at her campus sanctuary away from her family. There was not much to do in her hometown. But her cousin invited her to the mall to shop and maybe drink, she happily obliged. Her cousin was not her favorite person but she had her own reasons for wanting to get away from the family, and that was enough of an excuse as any to go out. They walked around the mall a little then went to a bar to drink some festive peppermint martinis. Unsurprisingly, her cousin left her alone to hook up with some guy. A guy she knew or else Kaitlyn would have felt bad letting her go off. It would soon be time for the mall to close and Kaitlyn spotted a lonely Santa with no more kids in line. She smiled to herself thinking about the memories of meeting Santa and grabbing a chocolate chip cookie or cinnamon pretzel afterwards. She was more than old enough now to know that he was not really Santa. There might not really be an old man under the suit. And she felt a little giddy from the alcohol and reindeer squishmallow purchase she made earlier that evening. Emotional support stuffed animals were an essential on this trip.
The mall Santa noticed her and waived at her. It was enough for her to get off the bar stool and walk through the christmassy set up to Santa. His beard was real. Pure white. But more of a scruff than a full beard length. Despite the Santa suit he was probably more of a fit dilf underneath. “Hello little girl. What is your name? What would you like for Christmas?”, he asked with a gorgeous smile while patting his lap. Normally she would not tolerate being called a little girl nor would she consider sitting on a mans lap. But she was tipsy and he was Santa after all. Plus she had tights on underneath her skirt. She naively felt safe. “I’m kaitlyn…I guess parents who actually like me.”, she blushed realizing how real and inappropriate that was. “I mean money or an iPad of course.” He laughed with a deep Santa laugh. He started rubbing her thigh, “I see… and have you been a good girl this year, Kaitlyn?” “Yeah…. I think so. This past year has been kind of hard though. But I still made mostly A’s and a B this semester.” He smiled, “wow. You could have been such a smart little girl. What kept you from making that last A? Just too stupid? Too much for your little girl brain to handle?” “No, no. This past semester was just really hard. It was difficult to give 100% to everything.” His hand started moving underneath her skirt now, sliding in between her legs, where he realized she felt too wet to also be wearing panties underneath her tights. “Yes. Life must be very hard for stupid little girls like you. Ones who try so hard to be perfect. But always screw up….”, he said with mock sympathy. “I’m not stupid.”, she said pouting and being a bit self conscious about where Santa’s hands were going. “No? Then why is it you have forgotten to put on panties? Only very little, stupid girls would forget to do that. But it’s okay, little one. Santa likes it.”, he said now cupping her vulva. She tried to push his hand away and he lightly slapped her face,”Don’t you want to be a good girl and get on the nice list? That won’t happen if you don’t let me help you.” Her face contorted in fear. “aww, don’t be afraid little one. I know what you really want for Christmas. You want a daddy who loves and accepts you. I can be that, if you let me. I even have a large, delicious candy cane for you to suck and a beautiful sleigh for you to ride. And you just have to be a good girl for me. No more thinking or silly little thoughts. Just give into daddy. Or Santa if you wish.” He cupped her cheek and ran his thumb over her mouth. “Uhuhh,”, she nodded. He pushed her onto the floor. “Show santa how much you want it. By taking off his belt with your teeth. And- just to make sure you don’t cheat, I’m going to put these festive mittens on you.” It was an impossible task. And she whined and pawed at his crotch until he eventually gave in and helped her. “Aww, silly little girl. You are too dumb to take off a mans pants without daddy’s help, aren’t you? Here, let me help.” “Thank you, Santa.” She said graciously as he he forced his cock into her mouth. She was eager to please of course. And wanted to suck and lick his peppermint stick as hard as she could. Following his instructions. And even sucking on his special peppermint balls. And taking in all of his lovely daddy juices. “Well aren’t you Santa’s good stupid little girl,” he praised. He pulled her back up onto his lap. He ripped a large hole in her tights, exposing her entire cunt. “Now be an extra good girl and show Santa how you ride his sleigh.” She was not super sexually experienced. She slowly started grinding on his cock. Softly moaning as he pressed through her lips and rubbed against her clit. “Nice effort little one… but not quite right.” He grabbed her hips and forced her down his shaft. She gasped. Both in pain and pleasure. Santa was rather large. Eventually he got her into a rythm and felt free to take off her sweater and start squeezing her boobs and pinching her sensitive nipples. He moved his hand to her hip and the other around her throat as she road him. Her breast bouncing up and down and his encouraging yet condescending words.
“You were such a dumb perfect little girl for Santa tonight… I think you have a very good chance at getting on the nice list.” He helped her get dress and stuck a candy cane in her mouth as he normally would. And watched her walk off with the gaping hole in her tights. She couldn’t help herself from coming back the next night. She only had a few more days to get on the nice list after all.