Santa Fetish

I have a naughty confession. I’ve always had a little Santa fetish.

I was walking around the mall yesterday and saw that long line to sit on his lap, my pussy automatically got wet. I decided that I needed to tell Santa my list this year. The line was long and the anticipation was building in my panties. I got a lot of strange looks, but I didn’t care. I was getting so close. I could actually see him.

My hand slipped into the pocket of my long overcoat. My hand rubbed against my pussy through the tight leggings I was wearing. It was finally my turn to sit on his lap. His eyes lit up a little as I sauntered over to him. I sat down a little crooked, my ass grinding into him. He chuckled a little and asked if I had been a good girl or bad girl this year. My naughty grin told him everything he needed to know. I leaned forward and told him what I really, really wanted for Christmas- his hard cock in my tight holes. He whispered back that Christmas was going to come early this year for one lucky girl. He told me to expect him tonight when he was finished working.

When he showed up in his suit later that night, I was one happy girl. It pays to be on the naughty list.

Written By: Georgia