Here Cums Santa's Cock
Copyright© 2025 by Freya Gersemi
Chapter 14
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 14 - Cynthia and Katie troll local malls for holiday dick. Sounds like fun? Well, it is!! I wanted to end my first year as an erotic fiction author with a bang (over a dozen bangs, to be precise!). This involves cowgirl, BBW, spanking, gang bang, lesbian, first time male, cheating husband, mature, MMF menage a trois, anal, cunnilingus, masturbation, dual penetration, facial – there’s a lot going on!!! One chapter posted each week. eBook available over at Bookapy.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Spanking Gang Bang Anal Sex Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Facial Masturbation Oral Sex BBW Big Breasts
Before the door even closed behind them, Sully was ogling the two girls.
“Hey, Sully,” Katie called out.
“Hey,” he replied, feasting his eyes on both of them.
“Busy?”
“Naw.”
By now, they had reached the register and Sully’s gaze had still not risen above chest level. Katie bent down to look him in the eyes and asked, “Do you want to have sex?”
Sully’s eyes practically popped out of his head. “With you?”
“No. Cynthia.”
He looked over at her and shrugged. “Yeah. Sure.”
Cynthia frowned and looked at Katie.
“Do you think you could be a little more enthusiastic?” Katie asked.
“What? I’m already pitching a tent,” Sully told her and even showed them the front of his chinos. “Do you want me to whip it out and start beatin’ my meat for ya?”
Katie looked at Cynthia. “He’s a disgusting pig. Perfect for you.”
Sully shrugged. “Call me whatever you want. If I’m gonna get laid, I’m fine with it. Let me lock the door and we can go to the back room.”
“The back room?” Cynthia asked.
“Not as nice as the floor of a delivery van, Your Majesty?” Katie countered.
Cynthia gave her the finger, and then said to Sully, “Go lock up. I’ll meet you out back.”
“Awesome!” Sully exclaimed. “I thought today was going to be so lame.”
Sully caught up to them halfway down the center aisle. “So, what made you come around, Cyn?”
“‘Come around?’” She asked.
“Yeah. You know. Finally jumpin’ on the Sully Train.”
“Is there any way that we could do this without you talking?”
“Oh, sure. Sure.” Two seconds later, Sully asked, “So, you like the strong silent type, huh?”