Fucking Santa in the Mall in Front of Everyone!

Fucking Santa is definitely getting me on the naughty list

Fucking Santa wasn’t exactly what I was expecting when I went to sit on his lap.  When I was still living with my folks, I asked if I could go to the mall with my friends one day.  They said sure, but only if I took my sister, Samantha, to see Santa, too.  She’d been begging and begging for days to see him.  My friends definitely weren’t going to be happy about it, but I had no choice.  I decided to rip it off like a Band-Aid and do it first, though.  It’s a good thing, too, because the line got super long by the time it was Samantha’s turn.  Of course, things are never that easy.
Afraid to sit on his lap
I couldn’t believe it.  We’d waited all of that time, and she suddenly got cold feet.  She said he looked weird.  Now, I couldn’t argue with her there.  Where did they get this Santa?  He looked like a nasty, filthy bum in a Santa costume and a beard strapped around his chin.  There was also something about his perverted smile that was…unsettling.  Still, I wasn’t about to go home empty-handed and face my parent’s wrath for not trying harder.  I decided to go first to show her there was nothing to be afraid of.  Boy, do I regret that now.
What’s you’re name, ‘little’ girl?
He had creep written all over him, and he wasn’t even trying to hide his filthy boner.  This mother fucker didn’t even wait for me to sit on his lap.  He just pulled my right onto it, where I got to feel his hard on the right against me.  I couldn’t panic, though.  Samantha was watching.  If I lost my shit with this guy, We’d have to hunt for a new Santa.  I leaned over and started to whisper in his ear.  “Look, my sister is a bit afraid of you, so I’m trying to show her you’re just a friendly old man, ‘saint nick.’

He winked at me and said, “ah, I gotcha.”

Begrudgingly, I  smiled at him and told him what I wanted for Christmas.
“Aww, but that comes in such a small package.  Wouldn’t you rather get a big package instead?” He asked while squeezing my tits a bit.
I couldn’t believe his brazen move!  He was fondling me in front of everyone.  He knew I had reasons for not slapping the shit out of him immediately and was taking advantage of it.  His fingers fell over my nipples and teased at them, getting them hard despite my best efforts.  It gets worse, though.  That bulge pressing against me wasn’t contained anymore.   In fact, I could feel something damp.  His nasty cock had moved my panties to the side, and precum was dripping right onto my pussy!  Of all the days to wear a skirt!
How about a ride on Santa’s lap?
“N-no, that’s alright…”
From the crowd of distracted parents and other kids, I’m sure it just looked like he was bouncing me up and down on his lap as a normal Santa would do, but no.  I was fucking Santa.  He was 9 inches deep into me, pounding my teen cunt like some back-alley trick.
“You’re a bad girl, aren’t you?  You like it, huh?  Like that cock up your dirty teen pussy, don’t you?”
“You pig,” I whispered back.
“Milk Santa’s cock, you dirty slut, or I show those giant tits to the entire crowd when I cum in you anyway.”
I had no choice if I didn’t want to be the girl caught fucking Santa. I gritted my teeth and worked my pussy back into him while smiling and waving at my sister as if nothing were happening.  His huge, smelly, hobo cock was actually starting to feel good.  But I couldn’t let him win.  I’d die before I let him…
*splurt*
He came to me.  He flooded my cunt and tucked his cock away before anyone noticed.  Meanwhile, I’m standing up with my legs squeezed together, making the walk of shame back to my friends.  They asked me how it was, and I was forced to tell them how great it was while my sister listened.  Thankfully she bought it and went to sit on his lap.  An unlucky Christmas plant got the honor of my sneakily squeezing the cum out onto it.  The things we do for the family.
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