Here Cums Santa's Cock
Copyright© 2025 by Freya Gersemi
Chapter 31
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 31 - 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.
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Cynthia raised her eyebrows at Katie, questioning.
Katie shook her head. “No.”
“Fine,” Cynthia mumbled. “You know, we could earn some nice Christmas cash...”
“No.”
Cynthia shrugged and started to undress.
Just before 1:00, there was a knock on the door. Cynthia was already lying in bed. “Ready?” Katie asked.
“Let’s go,” Cynthia responded with a smile.
Katie opened the door and the girls were greeted by a real-life, honest-to-goodness Santa. He was almost as round as he was tall with a full, snow-white beard, and a Santa outfit that was clearly leagues above the average mall Santa getup.
“Hello,” he said in a dark baritone voice. “I’m here to see June. Figgy told me to stop by.”
“Sure,” Katie said, stepping aside to accommodate the girth of this Santa. “Come in.” She turned to look at Cynthia. “Santa’s here to see you, June.” She closed the door, grabbed her book, and seated herself in her usual spot in the corner.
“Hey, Santa,” Cynthia seductively crooned. She was beginning to enjoy this little Santa fetish, and a “real-life” Santa was an immediate turn-on.
“Ho, ho, ho!” Santa’s voice boomed throughout the small room. Cynthia’s eyes widened in anticipation. “Have you been a good little girl, June?”
A bit too eagerly, Cynthia answered, “No, Santa. I’ve been naughty.”
Santa sat on the bed, its tired springs creaking beneath his weight. “Why don’t you sit on my lap and tell me all about it.”
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