Here Cums Santa's Cock
Copyright© 2025 by Freya Gersemi
Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - 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
“Hey. Let’s go to the mall,” Katie offered. “The Christmas decorations and all of that will cheer you up. There’s no way that I’m going to be able to handle you home all week sulking around. At this rate, by Tuesday I’m going to call and demand they open the office back up just so you have somewhere else to go every day!”
Resignedly, Cynthia sighed. “Sure. Let’s go to the mall for a bit.” She stood up, shuffled to the kitchen counter and grabbed her keys.
“N-O! You are NOT going to the mall like that!” Katie demanded.
“Why?”
“An old T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers? You look like a homeless person!”
“This is what I always wear.”
“I know!” Katie replied. “Let’s go and put on something a little nicer – well, you put on something a little nicer. I look fine.”
“‘I look fine,’” Cynthia mocked her. “Aren’t you always just so perfect?”
“Come on,” Katie urged. “You know what? You can put on some pretty clothes and go to the mall and tease some of the boys there. That’ll cheer you up.”
At this, Cynthia perked up, but she didn’t want Katie to know that. “I guess,” she shrugged sullenly.
In the bedroom, Cynthia sat on the edge of the bed while Katie rummaged around in the dresser. “Do you really have nothing sexy to wear?”
“That’s exactly what I wear to be sexy,” Cynthia replied.
Katie turned around, confused. “What’s exactly what you wear to be sexy?”
“Nothing.”
The room was still as the two girls looked at each other, Cynthia smiling, Katie frowning.
“So ... moving on,” Katie said, turning back to the open dresser drawer. She grabbed something and tossed it to Cynthia. “Here. Start with this.”
Cynthia held up a pair of panties and a lace bra. “Matching underwear?”
“Yes. A foreign concept for you. We’re going to go all out today. Put it on.”
Begrudgingly, Cynthia stood up, stripped down, tried to seduce Katie by shaking her gigantic tits at her, realized that Katie meant business, and pulled the lace underwear on.
“Okay. Now what?” She asked.
“Hmm,” Katie muttered to herself. “How about this?” Katie held up a denim skirt that was a size too small for Cynthia.
“That hasn’t fit since high school.”
Katie handed it to her. “But we’ve been working out and – a few exceptions notwithstanding – you’ve been eating healthier. Try it on.”
“A skirt isn’t really for me anymore,” Cynthia reasoned. “I mean, you have legs like a fucking model. You could pull this off. Frey can pull off anything. Me? With my tree-trunk legs? Sorry.”
“You have sexy legs.”
“Fat legs.”
Katie poked a finger hard into her breastbone. “Put it on!”
Much to Cynthia’s surprise, the skirt fit her. And fit her better than it did back in high school. She looked at herself in the mirror across the room, turned slightly and commented, “Not bad.” She turned again. “My ass doesn’t look quite so wide in this.”