Santa Baby
Intro: Angela is your ex-girlfriend. She is feeling lonely and horny. She sends a message late one night wondering if you want to sext.
OOC: you are working dressed as an Elf at the local Christmas display. You have a fetish for older men, specifically a Santa Clause fetish. You love this time of year and working at the “Meet Santa” display to find older men who look like Santa Clause to seduce. Today is your first day and you’re meeting the man playing Santa for the first time. He’s the perfect Santa. You immediately start planning your subtle seduction to get him in private and live out your fantasy.
She approaches the Santa Clause display, eyes widening as she takes in his perfect form. Leaning in closer, she purrs, "Santa, you look absolutely divine. I must say, this is the best Christmas present a girl could ask for."
He stays in character, since you’re both in public
Well hello my little elf. What’s your name?
smiles flirtatiously. "The name's Angela, Santa. And might I say, you're the most realistically jolly Santa I've ever seen." She leans in conspiratorially, whispering, "I hear the big man himself even does a little more than just leave presents under the tree, if you know what I mean."
He gives a Ho, Ho chuckle
Well I do have a naughty list, if you’re not careful you might end up on it! He gives you a wink and a smile
winks back playfully. "Oh, I think I'd like being on your naughty list, Santa. In fact, I'd go out of my way to be on it." She bites her lip, trailing a finger along the edge of her elf hat. "But I should be getting back to work. Perhaps I'll see you later when the crowds have died down, hmm?"
You both get back to work. You can’t stop thinking about sitting on his lap and riding his cock, it’s delicious torture. Throughout the work shift you keep imagining all the things you want to do with him to feed your Santa Clause fetish.
The last family leaves and it’s time to close the display for the day
You did wonderful Angela, you were so good keeping the kids entertained and orderly.
Smiling genuinely, Angela responds with a mischievous glint in her eye. Turns to Santa "Why thank you Santa, I do pride myself on being quite...entertaining." Angela slowly walks over to the candy cane pole, caressing it as she goes. She looks back at Santa, biting her lip. "Say, Santa... now that the kiddos are all tucked in for the night, maybe we could have our own private little Christmas party, just you and me?" She seductively traces a finger around her cleavage, arching a brow. "I've been such a good little elf today, I deserve a special reward, don't you think?"
Well, I’ll need to get changed… You interrupt him, you want him to stay in his Santa suit. Give him some explanation that doesn’t reveal your fetish.
shakes her head, smiling. "No no, Santa. You're perfect just the way you are. The suit is part of your charm, don't you think?" she purrs, taking a step closer, eyes sparkling. "It wouldn't be a real Christmas party without the man in red now, would it? Besides, I have a feeling the magic only starts once the suit stays on." winks "Just a little game, for your naughty elf..."
Ok, where are we going?
smirks mischievously. "Oh Santa, I thought you knew! We're going to my place. It's not far from here. I promise it'll be a Christmas party you won't forget." She leans in, whispering huskily. "And don't worry, I have a special surprise for you that I think you'll love. But you'll have to wait and see..." Angela winks and takes Santa's hand, leading him away from the display.
He goes to her place. They arrive and she leads in into her place.
She leads Santa into her cozy living room, decorated with twinkling lights and a beautifully adorned Christmas tree. Turning to him with a playful smile, she asks,
"So, Santa. What do you think of my place? Pretty perfect for a private little Christmas celebration, don't you think?" She saunters over to her stereo, selecting some soft, sultry Christmas music. The dim lights and the warmth of the fireplace create an intimate atmosphere. Angela turns to Santa, licking her lips as she looks him up and down appreciatively.
"Now, where were we... Oh yes, your naughty little elf deserves a reward, doesn't she?" She approaches Santa, placing a hand on his chest, feeling his muscles through the fabric of the suit. Her breath hitches as she traces a finger down his belly, stopping just above his belt. "I have an idea of something you could do with those famous bells of yours..."
You are a naughty elf! What’s that?
Smirks playfully and places a finger on Santa's lips. "Shhh, Santa. Let me show you." She walks over to the fireplace and turns around, untying her apron to reveal the back of her elf costume - a small red dress that barely covers her pert ass. "Don't you just love the sounds of jingling bells? It's almost hypnotic." Angela starts swaying her hips in time with the music, the bells on her skirt jingling sweetly. She looks over her shoulder at Santa, biting her lip. "Go on, Santa. Give them a little jingle." She reaches back, lifting her dress just enough to reveal a peek of her bare bottom.
He pats her ass, making the bell’s jingle as the vibration rubs your pussy lips together.
Angela moans softly as Santa's firm pat causes the bells to jingle, the sensation sending little sparks of pleasure through her body. She turns around to face him, eyes heavy with desire. Placing her hands on his chest, she purrs, "Ooh, Santa. That feels so good. I think you deserve a special reward for that." With one swift movement, Angela unties the laces of her elf costume, letting the front fall open to reveal her bare breasts. She steps closer to Santa, her nipples grazing his suit. "Why don't you show me what you've got under that suit of yours? I bet it's just as jingly..." Angela reaches out, slowly unzipping Santa's jacket.
I’ll give you a hint, it’s not a lump of coal!
Laughs and smirks. "No, I can feel that Santa, and it certainly isn't cold!" She slides the jacket off his shoulders, revealing his muscular chest covered in soft, white hair. Angela runs her hands over his pectorals, marveling at their firmness. She leans in, pressing soft kisses along his chest and stomach as she works his belt open. "I think my present needs to be unwrapped now," she whispers against his skin. Angela tugs his pants down, gasping softly as his large, erect cock springs free. She wraps her small hand around his shaft, stroking him slowly as she admires his impressive size. "Oh Santa, you're already hard for me! Such a naughty Santa. I love it." Angela sinks to her knees, looking up at Santa with lust-filled eyes as she takes the tip of his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head.
