Fetch your reindeer-adorned Cosby sweaters and pull up a seat, because it's time for a special Christmas episode of Literotica Sexual Theater 3000!
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow... *snicker* The season lends itself perfectly to erotica. Unfortunately, it also lends itself to really
bad
erotica.
I've obviously been a very bad boy this year for Santa to have dropped this lump of coal in my stocking. The premise of this tale is shakier than that jolly old elf's tummy, and the plot is older than that glass bowl of rock candy + icepick that your grandmother had sitting next to the couch.
Yeah, I see you out there. Everybody's grandma had one.
Be warned: By the time you finish this ribald tale of improbable circumstances, you'll never look at a mall Santa the same way again. Hold on to your fruitcakes β we've got story sign!
Turn down your Christmas lights.
(Where Applicable)
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I don't know what they expected me to do when I walked by one of those donation things and their was a new gameboy sitting right on top. Of course I tried to stick it in my pocket.
Dark: Well, I'm already endeared to our protagonist. How about you?
The judge gave me a choice of doing community service instead of going to jail so I said yes. I couldn't believe he made me be a mall Santa.
Dark: Neither can I.
I knew I was in trouble as soon as I put on the suit and sat down in the chair. I couldn't believe how many MILFs were their
Dark: THERE! It's THERE! Please tell me this guy asked for a spell-checker for Christmas.
with bratty kids. The elf girl that was on community service with me was hot as hell too. After thirty minuets
Dark: Santa's dancing?
I had to take a break because I had the North Pole in my pants.
Dark: *groan* Robert Peary must be spinning in his grave right now.
The MILF with huge sugarplums sticking out of her low cut top took her rugrat and looked right at my boner. Since nobody was in line then I got up.
The elf girl said "What are you doing?" I told her that I needed to take a break and she looked right at the red velvet tent above my crotch. She whispered "Nice package Santa."
Dark: Can you say: Ho, ho, ho?
My face turned as red as my suit and she laughed at me. I went into the fake gingerbread Santa house where me and the elf girl changed our clothes to try to talk my stiffy down so that nobody would think I was a molester. It didn't work because I couldn't stop thinking about the MILFs and the elf girl. I decided to rub one out because that would be the fastest way to make it go down.
Dark: *Shudders* Oh man, it doesn't get much creepier than this. 'Tis the Nightmare before Christmas.
I guess I didn't hear the door open because I was too busy pretending it was the mom with the big knockers slobbing my knob. I damn near jumped out of my boots when the elf girl walked in front of me.
She said she'd been a very bad girl this year but that she wanted some candy anyway. Then she grabbed my dong and started jerking it.
Dark: Does she think he's a chainsaw that doesn't want to start? Sounds painful to me.
I told her that I had a nice big candy cane for her to suck on and she giggled. The next thing I knew she was on her knees sawing my yule log.
Dark: I guess she did think he was a chainsaw...
Man she knew how to suck a dick. She was wearing jingle bell earrings so she tinkled every time she bobbed my knob.
Dark: She's tinkling? Did we move into the fetish category all of the sudden?
It only took a minuet
Dark: Here we go with the dancing again.
of her hot mouth sucking me before I knew Santa Claus was cumming to town. I grabbed her hair with one hand and felt up her boobs with the other while she sucked me like a vachum cleaner. My nuts got tight and I told her that I had some eggnog for her.
Dark: Good thing there's nobody around in a
mall