SJY123
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Not sure where I got this but have fun:
Ace was enjoying his holiday job as a mall Santa. It was easy money, sitting there all day while little kids told him which dolls and video games and action figures they wanted. In addition, the two college girls that had been hired to play Santa’s elves were quite easy on the eyes and always bringing him bottled waters and snacks whenever he was too busy to take a break.
But the best part his job had to be the location. “Santa’s Workshop” had been installed at the end of the mall, next to a Victoria’s Secret. It wasn’t the store itself that Ace considered the perk, it was the sexy clerk who had been working there every night, throwing him the most hypnotic looks and warm smiles as she entered the mall to start her shift. At first, Ace didn’t make too much of it, but in the last few days she had begun to wave at him as she passed by as well. He decided that, come Christmas Eve, he’d take a chance and go talk to her.
Now, here it was, late on Christmas Eve, and the last child in line was being given a candy cane and a photo by the elves. Ace sat back in his chair, taking a deep breath. It had been a long day, made even longer by the fact that he hadn’t seen “sexy clerk” today. He hoped she was still there The co-ed elves said their goodbyes and headed for the employee lockers to change.
Alone at last, Ace darted for the lingerie store, hoping he hadn’t missed his chance to properly introduce himself to his mystery woman. Sadly, the gate had been lowered and locked, and the lights switched off. He was too late.
Skulking back to his Santa throne, he slumped down, depressed. He took off his Santa hat, and, in a fit of frustration, threw it down the hall. He was sitting there alone, not looking forward to the lonely night back at home, when he heard someone clear their throat. He looked up to see “sexy clerk” standing in front of him, holding his Santa hat.
She had her hair fixed in loose curls flowing down past her neck. The dark red dress she wore seemed just a little too short for winter weather, but Ace was not going to complain. Her piercing eyes locked onto his as she stepped forward.
“Santa, is this yours?” she asked, smiling. She handed him the hat, which he placed nervously back on his head.
“Th-thank you. I... I...”
She stepped a little closer and extended her hand to him. “Hi, I’m Kate.”
“Hi, Kate. I’m...”
“Santa. Yes, I know.” She giggled. “I was wondering if I could ask a favor of you?”
“What’s that?”
“Well, I wasn’t working tonight, but I came in because I was hoping you would still be here. I know you must be leaving soon, what with those toys to deliver tonight,” she chuckled. “But I never got a chance to tell you what I want for Christmas this year ”
Kate walked right up and planted herself on his lap, draping her arm around him. Trying to act cool and collected, Ace, in his best Santa voice, said, “Ho ho ho What is it you’d like for Christmas, Kate?”
Rubbing her fingers through his beard, Kate looked deep into his eyes. “Well, since you asked, Santa... There’s a few things I’d like. First, I’d like a pair of diamond earrings, and a bracelet to match. And I want that Louis Vutton bag I’ve been looking at all month, and that Tiffany lamp.”
Staying in character, Ace retorted, “That’s a tall order, Kate. Have you been a good girl this year?”
Kate leaned in and whispered in his ear, “Oh, no, Santa. In fact, I’ve been a very bad girl.” She started to rub her ass on his lap slightly, sending a tingle to his groin. “I’ve been having naughty thoughts about you all month. I even soaked my panties on my way here thinking about you.” Kate set something in his hand. He looked down to see a balled up pair of black lace panties. “See?”
Ace was speechless. She began to rub his chest now. He was nearly hard now, trying to keep it under control, but losing the battle. “Now, for my next Christmas wish... I would like a ring.”
“To match the earrings and bracelet?” he inquired.
“No, silly. A cock ring.” She slid her hand into his pants, grabbing his cock and rubbing it firmly and slowly. “How else am I going to keep my cock hard?” She continued rubbing.
“Y–You’re cock?”
“Yes, I want...” She squeezed it. “...you to give me your cock.” She began sliding her hand up and down, up and down, up and down.... “I want you to let me control this cock, let me decide when it gets used, and how long it gets used before it gets to cum.”
Ace tried to get composure, but it felt so good, and she was so difficult to resist. She sped up a bit, kissing him and biting his lower lip slightly. “Do you think you could give me that, Santa? Do you think you could give me what I want for Christmas?”
He shook, feeling his balls start to tighten against his body. “Y-yes.”
“Do you think you’d like it if I rubbed you like this until you just couldn’t take it any more and you had to explode?”
Ace shook his head yes, let out a breathy, “Yes.”
She was stroking him hard now, not holding back any more. “Do you think you’d be able to do what I say, to be a good Santa and not cum until I told you to?” Ace could feel his hips start to pump. He strained to keep his orgasm at bay.
“Please, Kate, I can’t hold back anymore...”
“You will hold back, Santa. If you cum, it’s over. I’ll walk away right now and you’ll never see me again.” She tickled the underside of his cock with her nails. “But, if you can hold back a just a little bit longer, I’ll invite over to my house tomorrow and do things to you that will make your blood boil.”
Ace clenched his fists, tried with all his might to hold back. She was pumping hard now, whispering in his ear. “Don’t cum, Santa baby. Don’t cum until I say.”
He couldn’t take it anymore, he was too close. He grabbed her arm. “Please, I can’t take it any...”
“Put your arm down, now! Don’t you dare try to stop me.” He put his arm down quickly, grabbing the armrest tightly. She continued pumping. “Does that feel good, Santa? Does that make you want to cum, right here, right now?”
“Y-yes. Please, I can’t...”
“Does it feel like your cum is bubbling inside you, churning, just so close to jetting right out of that cock of mine?”
“Ooooohhhhh...... Please, I want to.....”
“Do you want me to let you cum? Do you?”
“Yesss.... Please, please can I cum? Pleeeassse! I’ll do whatever you want!”
“Do you promise?”
“Yes! Yes!”
“Good!” She gave his penis one last hard pump, squeezed it at the base, then let go and removed her hand from his pants. His hips were still thrusting as she stood up and smiled at him. “I’m sorry, Santa, but you’re going to have to wait just a bit longer to cum.”
“What?”
“You keep being a good boy, and don’t touch my cock without permission.” She pulled a card out of her purse and handed it to him. “Here’s my number and address. Be there no earlier than 8 p.m., and then I’ll decide if Santa cums on Christmas.”
She grabbed his balls through his pants. “And remember, I know how full these are right now. I can tell if you help yourself.” She withdrew her hand, and, smirking, walked away. Ace sat there, in shock and denial, wondering what had just happened. Composing himself, he stood up and began to walk off toward the locker room, still hard as a rock.
As he turned down the corner hallway, he received a shock. There were the two elves, blushing and giggling, and staring at his erection. He sped past them, not saying anything. How much did they know about what happened? Did they hear him begging to cum? He would never know. But he did know that this was going to be one hell of a Christmas.
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