So this was a few days before Christmas so everything was super crowded. My friends and I had some lunch and I ordered a cocktail… which became 2 cocktails, then soon after I had downed 4 drinks we were back on those marbled jungle floors trying to fight our way through the thicket of people at the local mall.
I was super tipsy and giggling at everything, nearly knocking display shelves down and not so accidentally grabbing on to sexy looking men to catch my balance, much to the dismay of their lady friends who were giving me the evil eye! If only they really knew that of course I was down to fuck their dudes right there, because I DON’T GIVE A FUCK and I take what I want! lol And it wasn’t just the alcohol talking.
It was my scorching hot, wet pussy, itching for a cock because it’d been 10 days since I last got fucked proper!
I was getting to a point where I needed to sit down so I sat on a bench near the Santa picture village. The line was coming to an end and it looked like he was about to go on break.
So all drunk and shit, I watched “Santa” talking to the kids, posing for pictures, playing his role. After the last mom left with her kids, the photographer covered his camera and told the Santa that he would see him in an hour. Santa stood up, pulled off his beard, then knelt behind his chair and took a swig of something out of his backpack. When he turned to leave, he saw me staring at him. I just smiled and nodded my head.
I went outside for some air and saw him on the side of the building smoking a cigarette.
“Can I have a drag?” I asked him. He shared his cigarette with me and we talked. We had a connection. He hated his job and I was horny. He needed some stress relief…
So I pinned him against the wall, took the cigarette out from his fingers, took one last drag before throwing it on the ground and I grabbed his balls with my right hand. His eyes widened, his dick grew hard in my palm, and I kissed him. Before I knew it we were in the back of his station wagon.
I was on top of him, riding the shit out of his big hairy cock while wearing his Santa hat!
And I couldn’t help but scream “Fuck me Santa, fuck me Santa!” as I panted over him.
He definitely was being a bad, rather a naughty Santa, and I dug it. I ground down on him, sat down so hard on that dick I felt it stabbing my lungs and I just rolled around, moved my body left and right, up and down, made that cock so hard and wet with my pussy juice I was sticking to him. He thrust like no one’s business!
“Oh FUCK ME, SANTA!!!” I roared, probably rocking his car a lil’ too much, and he put one hand on each of my tits and squeezed them hard.
He sat up and pulled me in to him, his dirty whiskey breath hot on my neck, and I grabbed the Santa hat off my head and put it back on him and pulled it down over his eyes. I kissed his lips, then pulled myself off of him and planted my face below his cock.
I licked his balls from underneath, slowly, then I pressed my tongue up against the space between, the sweet spot, the crevice between his balls and asshole, and applied a little bit of pressure.
He moaned in satisfaction then I took each ball into my cheek, one at a time, ran my tongue up the side of his dick, teased the head a little with a flick of my tongue, then swallowed that thing whole. It hit the back of my throat and I gagged. I spit up a little bit, then he grabbed the back of my head, nearly pulling my hair out, pulled me up and stuck his tongue in my throat.
I sat down on his dick again until he shouted that he was ready to cum, to which I of course told him “ON MY FACE!!!” And boy, did he ever shoot a giant fucking load!
Luckily we didn’t get caught in the parking lot by mall security. I was looking at a pair of shoes when my friends found me again.
“You ready to go?” They asked.
“Yeah. Let’s get out of this place.” I looked at Santa getting settled back into his chair, a big grin on his face as the first child in a line of hundreds ran up to his lap. I waved goodbye to him as we walked by and he winked at me.