Here Cums Santa's Cock
Copyright© 2025 by Freya Gersemi
Chapter 15
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 15 - 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
“I can’t wait,” she muttered with her chin resting in her hands.
Thankfully, it didn’t last long at all. As Cynthia was putting her skirt back on – this time with panties – Sully asked her, “Hey, Cyn? You’re not gonna tell Alex or Freya are you?”
She buttoned the skirt and looked at him. Standing there with the floppy rubber still hanging from the end of his small dick, she almost laughed, but he seemed so concerned and sincere. He looked almost human. “No. I won’t say anything if you don’t want me to.”
He smiled. “Awesome. ‘Cause I want to tell them.”
“See you around.” Cynthia shot him a quick “finger gun” and walked back into the store.
Katie was standing by the paint display, looking at color samples. She asked how it went. Then she saw Cynthia’s face. “Okay. I say we stick with the mall Santas. At least then, I can get a handle on what we’re working with.” Katie laughed. “Get it? Handle?”
“I get it,” Cynthia said wearily.
Katie took Cynthia’s hand. “Let’s get you home and into a nice hot bath. You’ve had a busy day.”
“Yeah. I want to wash all the...” Cynthia shuddered. “His hands were all over me. He’s such a pig.”
“Oink, oink.” Katie poked one of Cynthia’s love handles. “Tomorrow will be better. And we have the motel, so you won’t be bent over an old couch or on the floor of a van.”
As they unlocked the front door and stepped out onto the sidewalk, Cynthia took a deep breath. “Can we take tomorrow as a recovery day?”
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