Trixie was so excited, it was finally the day to visit Santa at her local mall. All her friends at school had been talking about it this week, and bragging about how they always got such amazing presents. Well this year was going to be different! Trixie had made her mind up that this Christmas, she was going to do whatever it took to get herself on the top of the nice list.
****This story is a work of fiction, any character resemblance to actual individuals is coincidental and not the intention of the author.****
****All characters portrayed in this story are of legal consenting age.****
Trixie was so excited, it was finally the day to visit Santa at her local mall. All her friends at school had been talking about it this week, and bragging about how they always got such amazing presents. Well this year was going to be different! Trixie had made her mind up that this Christmas, she was going to do whatever it took to get herself on the top of the nice list.
Her mom dropped her off at the mall to “meet some friends,” saying she would be back in a few hours to pick her up from dinner. Trixie had her own phone already so this wasn’t unusual, and the girl was looking forward to taking full advantage. She headed straight to the ladies’ room and into a stall, dropping her schoolbag and starting to undress. The school uniform hit the tile floor, skirt blouse and tie tossed aside. For a moment Trixie just stood there in her white thigh-highs and soft cotton panties, rubbing her flat chest and poking her butt out a little. Looking down she grinned, everyone always said she had the best ass in her class. The girl flipped her pigtails around and straightened her red bows before pulling out her new outfit; a short and tight little skirt normally reserved for staying home on the weekend, and a festive green crop top that hung off one shoulder. The material was heavy enough to hide her already hardened nipples, but cut so her flat stomach was on display for everyone to see. She slipped her black dress shoes back on, packed up the bag and stuffed it into a free locker. On her way out of the bathroom, Trixie stopped to admire herself in the mirror. She smirked and poked her butt out again, wiggling it a little. She looked just like one of the girls in the videos she found on her dad’s laptop.
As Trixie made her way through the mall, she could feel eyes all over her little body and it gave her chills. Men of all ages seemed to forget what they were doing when she walked by, bouncing her pigtails and smiling as her little legs carried her towards the goal. Most women gave her dirty looks or smacked their husbands, but the little minx even caught a few of them staring. The sensation gave Trixie a thrill, being so obviously sized up and the center of everyone’s attention. She began to feel her bald cunny lips get a little damp again the cotton panties, tingling running down her thighs. This plan was going to work perfectly. At one point she stopped to admire some clothes in the window of a shop, and spotted a man on a bench across the way with his phone aimed in her direction. The girl got a wicked grin, dropping her phone and bending forward to pick it up. She made sure to go slowly, giving the perv a good view of her butt and the damp panties barely hidden under that skirt. She looked over her small, bare shoulder as she stood back up to see the man slack-jawed and staring. Trixie fixed her skirt, blew him a kiss and walked away towards Santa.
The mall was decorated to the hilt with Christmas, and the center court was full of trees and lights and huge fake ornaments. In the middle of it all was a fenced-off area for Santa’s workshop, with him sitting on a raised platform in a big golden chair. Trixie could hardly contain her excitement standing in line, standing on her tiptoes to get a glimpse of Santa himself. This was the moment she had waited for. Her friends would never believe all the great presents she was going to get this Christmas. While waiting in line, Trixie looked around. Men were still gawking, and women doing their best to not shame her openly. Not like she cared… Santa only came around once a year! She kept getting closer, until finally she saw him. Red suit… huge fluffy beard, big belly, pink nose.. the man himself. She had to stop herself from squeaking out, pushing her legs together and feeling the damp cotton panties under her skirt. Only a few more minutes…
Jeremy sighed under his beard as the latest nice-list hopefully climbed down after too much rambling about Minecraft and whatever other garbage was all the rage this year. The gig wasn’t too awful, most of the time, and the money was good considering he just sat around all day. Still, sometimes it was more trying than others. He cleared his throat, loudly, giving a jolly “Ho ho ho” to the crowd before waving his next guest up. His eyes went wide under those fake glasses when he saw her. Tiny, blonde pigtails and an outfit that surely wasn’t approved to leave the house. Jeremy chuckled a bit, looking around and seeing the girl was alone. ‘Great parenting these days.’ He thought to himself, waving Trixie up. He patted his knee, wondering if the skirt was so short that everyone would get a world-class view from the stage. She climbed up and Jeremy had to keep himself composed as a little hand rested itself right on his crotch as she got into place, scooching a little further up his leg than the others had. Blissfully, she removed the hand and crossed her legs properly to avoid showing off. Santa got himself together, despite the growing bulge in his padded suit, and smiled.
“Well hello young lady! Tell me, how are you today? Are you ready for Christmas?” the same line he gave to everyone, deep and joyful voice.
“Hi Santa!” Trixie squealed, a little louder than she meant to but she was just so excited. Even more having felt the size of his package… of course Santa was hung, he was magical! “I’m so ready for Christmas and so excited to see you.” She said, softer now as the mall’s noise echoed around them.
Santa chuckled, his whole body moving and bouncing the girl on his leg slightly. “I’m happy to hear it! Have you been a good girl this year?” Even as the words left his lips, Jeremy knew damn well she hadn’t been… not with an outfit like that. He looked her over again, closer now, shifting a bit to hide his growing erection… even as that motion made her small body slide further down his thigh.
“Very good, the best!” Trixie said with a smile, her hand slipping down again… this time feeling something growing harder. Her heart began to race and her cunny was nearly crying wet, so excited by the feel of Santa’s cock and the thought of making the top of the nice list. “I think I should be at the top of your nice list this year Santa.”
Jeremy moved a little, thinking this was another accident… but now her hand didn’t move. He adjusted himself, letting the fluff of his suit slide down a little to cover his groin that was now nearly throbbing. He smiled at her under that fake beard. “Oh… oh I see. Well, what is your name? I’ll have to check.”
“Trixie Anders.”
Santa nodded slowly, feeling her hand still resting on his throbbing bulge. “Well Trixie, I’m sure your name is very high on my list… what would you want for Christmas, being such a good girl?”
“Santa… I want an ipad, a new xbox, lots of yoga pants and shirts, gift cards for video games, a webcam, headphones…” she stopped and looked at him, starting to slowly move her hand up and down on his bulge. “Are you SURE I’m on the top of the nice list, Santa?”
Jeremy had to swallow hard now, having forgotten almost everything she had listed off as soon as he felt her start to stroke him through that damned costume. “I mean, haha, I can’t be sure unless I check Trixie. My list is back in my workshop…” he looked over his shoulder, suddenly wondering how far he could take this little tease. “Would you want to come with me and check?”
Trixie smiled so wide her pigtails were practically in her mouth as she nodded, squeezing his bulge again and shifting her perfect ass on Santa’s leg. Those cotton panties were practically sheer at this point from how damp her smooth pussy had gotten. “This workshop here? Yes!”
Santa chuckled and patted her leg. “Perfect! Give me… 5 minutes and then go to the back door of the workshop.” He couldn’t believe this, it was either the best day of his life or a wonderful dream. At this point Jeremy didn’t care, as he waved to one of his coworkers that he needed a break.
“Sure thing Santa!” Trixie giggled, removing her hand from his crotch and climbing down. She blew him a little kiss and walked away, pulling out her phone getting so excited for what was going to happen next. Jeremy meanwhile, climbed out of his chair and stepped back into the workshop.
The wooden structure was really just his personal breakroom. Cheap folding table and chairs, some soda cans, and a bunch of boxes. He quickly stacked some boxes, grabbing random paperwork and stuffing them into the top one. He was going to play this up as much as he could, his cock had never been so hard.
Trixie paced around for a few minutes, taking her phone and shooting a selfie to her friends. Tongue out and middle finger up, smiling with the caption “going to santa’s workshop bitches!” They’d never believe it but she didn’t care, her pussy was soaked and she couldn’t stop thinking about all the gifts. After 5 minutes that felt like forever, she walked up to the back of the workshop which was obscured by tons of decorations. Her hand lightly knocked on the door.
“Santa? It’s Trixie.” She said in a cute voice, stepping back a bit. The door opened ever so slightly and she smiled up at Santa’s beard. “Can I come in?”
Jeremy smiled down at her, nodding as he stepped back. As she walked inside he quickly shut the door, locking it behind her and turning around. “Sorry but this isn’t my REAL workshop. Couldn’t bring that all the way from the North Pole you know.” He laughed, patting his fake belly and watching her to see what she did.
“Oh that makes sense!” Trixie was a little disappointed, but still happy to be alone with Santa as she looked around. She made sure to push her butt out some more for him, the skirt sliding up a bit as the girl smiled. “So… is the nice list here?”
“Well, it was earlier, but I had to send it back for some edits. I took your name down and I think I might be able to make some changes when I get to the pole…” he left that word hanging for a bit, staring down at that perfect ass “… but how can I be sure you’re such a good girl you deserve to be at the top?”
Trixie grinned up at Santa, walking over to him slowly as she pulled the little skirt down. His eyes went wide again as those soft cotton panties were now on display, soaked and clinging to a bald puffy cunny. This girl meant business, he thought. “Well… how about I show you some things I learned… about how to be a good girl…” Trixie got down on her knees in front of Santa, stepping out of the skirt as her little hands reached up and began fumbling with the clasp on his pants. Jeremy didn’t hesitate to help, keeping them from falling but allowing her to pull out a thick throbbing 9” cock, foreskin back and head already slick with precum. Now it was Trixie’s eyes that went wide and her mouth hung open, shocked at the size of Santa’s dick… it was as big as the men in her dad’s videos. The girl smiled, starting to slowly stroke it up and down with both hands. “Wow… jolly North Pole we have here…”
Jeremy groaned, keeping himself together to stay in character as this little cocktease started stroking his throbbing member. “Well this is definitely a good start to climbing the nice list young lady… oh my… yes…”
“A start? Well.. watch this..” Trixie smiled and leaned forward, wrapping her pink lips around the throbbing cockhead before her and starting to suck. She had only ever practiced on her mom’s dildo while watching porn, but after seeing so much of it she felt it was pretty easy. This big dick in her mouth felt warm and filled her up, but the taste wasn’t bad… her tongue sliding and rolling around to lap up all that precum. She found herself moaning now with his member in her mouth, both hands jerking him while suckling away at the head. Her bald cunny was absolutely drenched, pussy juices leaking from those panties down her thigh as the saliva started to drop onto the floor.
“Ungh… ooohh… that IS a good girl.. wow…” Jeremy was really struggling to stay in character now watching this girl pleasure his cock. Her mouth felt so fucking good, he wanted to feel it further down his shaft. “You really do want to be on the top of the nice list don’t you Trixie?” he asked in between heavy breaths, glancing at the clock.. he didn’t have forever to enjoy this, as much as he wanted to. Trixie smiled up at him with a mouth full of dick, nodding as she licked his throbbing head and stroked the veiny shaft. Santa smiled under the fake beard, taking her hands off his dick and putting one of his on her head. “I’ll show you a better way.” He started thrusting his hips forward, pushing more and more of his giant cock into her mouth each time. The girl was startled but eager to please, so she let herself get mouthfucked. Instead, her hands loosened her crop top and let it fall around her thin waist. One set of fingers started rubbing her smooth, soaked pussy with the other was toying with one erect nipple. She moaned with pleasure as she struggled to accept Santa’s dick deeper and deeper, feeling the head hit her throat without gagging. All her practice paid off as Trixie looked up at him.
Saliva, precum and Trixie’s pussy juice all soaked the floor between them now as Jeremy groaned. He was furiously fucking her face now, giving the girl almost all of his hard dick each time. He was so turned on and amazed at how easily she took his girth, he almost didn’t notice the time ticking away… only a few minutes left. Jeremy moaned as he watched the girl finger herself as his cock pounded into her throat, this time holding her head down for only a second before resuming his assault on her eager mouth. “Ungh… oh ho ho… it’s going to be a white Christmas soon Trixie…”
She moaned at the thought, furiously rubbing her pussy inside her panties. She had seen men cum in porn so many times, but none of them had been Santa… and his cock tasted so good, she felt so good with it deep in her throat. Even when he held her head down, it only made her tingle more. Trixie started bouncing on her hand, feeling her cunny throb in pleasure as Santa fucked her face. Looking up at him all the while.
Jeremy grunted, thrust forward into her throat once more then quickly pulled himself out. One hand stroking his shaft as fast as he could, the other holding onto a pigtail as he aimed for that open eager mouth. Trixie sat there, panting and drooling from both her mouth and her pussy waiting for Santa’s special load. Then ropes of thick, warm cum began blasting from the throbbing head. Painting all over her face, into her mouth, landing on her hard nipples and dripping down onto her thighs. Santa was groaning heavily as he came for what felt like minutes, emptying his balls all over Trixie as she happily took his load. Finally, when the last drop of cum landed on her nose, he smiled down.
“Wow Trixie… you really are such a good girl.” He wiped his dick off on a paper towel, tucking it away quickly as his time was almost up. “I will definitely make sure to put you on top of the nice list… I might even need to make a new list just for you.” He laughed, a jolly full laugh as he walked to the door. “Just remember… I see you when you’re sleeping.” He winked, then looked down at her body all covered in cum. “Take your time, clean up… and have a Merry Christmas.” With that, Jeremy went back out feeling much more relaxed.
Trixie was panting, kneeling on the floor covered in cum… cunny aching and satisfied from so much excitement. She smiled at Santa as he left, waving with one hand while the other was wiping up cum. She rather liked the taste, just like so many girls in the videos, and definitely loved the feeling of a cock in her mouth. Trixie took out her phone, wiping some cum off it, before taking another selfie. This was just for her to keep… maybe. She stood up, grabbing some paper towel to get cleaned up, and did her best on the floor. The tight little skirt went back over her cotton panties, which were now clear and cum-stained, and that perfect ass. She straightened up best she could, then got an idea.
Grabbing a pen and a little piece of paper, Trixie wrote her number down with a heart. Then just one line “Just in case you need me to be a good girl again ;) “ She walked out of the workshop, feeling so pleased with herself and excited for all the amazing gifts she was going to get. Her friends would be so jealous, and just maybe… there was more to get from Santa.
**Will Trixie have further adventures with Santa before Christmas?**
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