Her Favorite Kind of Mall Santa (Patreon)

I know Christmas has passed and we're fast approaching the new year but I wanted to leave you guys with one last holiday themed story to round out 2018. This little number seemed perfect for the occasion. It was written as a gift for my friend and cohort TheDirtyMonkey and naturally features some of his lovely characters, whom you all probably know by now lol, doing what they do best. Enjoy everyone!

With only a few days left until Christmas many of the more irresponsible adults of Cherry Springs were scrambling to buy up any presents they could. In the weeks leading up to the big holiday the Eastside Mall had been the ideal place to take photographs with Santa, cheesy family portraits, and anything else people might need including gifts. Now it was little more than an ever growing wasteland of desperate parents trying to snatch up whatever they could before the shelves went completely bare. Those gradual shifts in priority and demeanor made for an amusing contrast that was totally lost on Veronica and perhaps a little too funny for Henry. Positioned at the center of a major thoroughfare surrounded by a mock Santa's workshop he was dressed as the titular Kris Kringle and sitting on a small, comfy chair at the center of a raised platform. The red and white suit he was given by the manager of the mall was made for a much more heavy set man and he'd been forced to stuff a pillow into the stomach to get the jacket to fit properly. The pants and boots were pretty much a lost cause but less noticeable since he was sitting. Only the hat and thick white beard fit as they should, but there was no hiding his youthful features or bright blonde hair. Try as he might. His warm blue eyes and generally positive demeanor certainly helped cover those little flaws though. And if there was one thing Henry could do well after several weeks of playing the man was a warm, full bellied Santa Claus laugh.

His lone elf helper couldn't be more disparate in both attitude and general demeanor. Veronica certainly looked the part dressed in bell lined, brown shoes with an inward curling point at the toes. Green stockings covered her long, shapely legs all the way up to a red and green, fringed tunic that did an admirable job of keeping her impressive bust restrained beneath it's fuzzy contours while still hugging her wide hips and slender tummy much like her tights did underneath. Short sleeves patterned with leaves and more bells left her pale arms bare and unrestrained to take pictures, guide the children on and off the dais, or simply cross themselves beneath her large bosom to match the disapproving looks she kept shooting at Santa. Her glossy auburn hair was only loosely tied to stay out of the way of  her stern but soft features and expose the pointed prosthetic attached to her ears. Atop her head sat a conical hat with colors to match the rest of her ensemble topped with one last bell. It was near impossible for her to so much as shift her feet with a merry chorus of jingling to remind her just how absurdly she was dressed. The fact that the whole outfit really showed off her young and still completely unparalleled curves, in particular her plump bubble butt, simply made it worse. Her green eyes were almost always narrowed in irritation and her pouty red lips only cracked a smile when it was absolutely necessary. Or a parent complained about it before she was able to snap a photo and usher them off. She was just finishing up with the last kid in a small cluster that'd come midway through their final shift of the season and her expression couldn't be more comically annoyed if she tried.

“Some day,” Veronica mused as the child ran off to her mother, “You're going to explain how you always convince to do these kinds of things.”

Grinning at her from beneath his large, fake beard Henry replied, “If I did that it wouldn't work anymore.”

“That's the plan.” Veronica stated with a slightly over the top pout. She folded her arms and turned away from him to look at the crowds of people rushing all around them, “I'd put money down right now we don't see another kid for the rest of our shift here.”

“Do I hear disappointment in your voice?”

“No but you'll be hearing a lot more swearing if you keep it up!”

Henry propped his elbow up on the arm of his chair and rested his chin against his knuckles, grinning like a fool at the bratty facade his fiance was giving to him. For all her bluster and irritation he knew better than anyone if there was something she didn't want to do she wasn't doing it. All he had to do was stay silent and let her real feeling slip through. She never took very long. Already cracks were beginning to form in her many layers of frustration. It started with a quick glance over her shoulder to check that he was still looking her way. The moody scowl on her face didn't change but her narrowed eyes did widen ever so slightly. Then she shifted from one foot to the other and looked more intently at the people passing by than she had any reason to. When she started pacing in a manner that kept him almost always in the corner of her vision he knew she was ripe for the picking. Henry sat up a little straighter and uncrosed his legs. When Veronica turned to double back he patted his knee knee like he had so many other times in the last few weeks. She stopped to look at him after only half glimpsing his motion. When he repeated it she cracked the smallest of smiles. One of the most appealing and maddening things about their back and forth was how often he knew her real moods. Like any man he certainly mistook some signals to disastrous results but he was on the money far more than he wasn't.

“Do I look like a snot nosed toddler?” She asked in sharp voice tinged with mirth.

“No but you could use some Christmas cheer!”

“Henry I swear to God—”

“Henry? I'm Santa Claus! But I do know your fiance quite well and I know how much he'd like for you to sit on my lap!” He boomed in an over the top Santa voice.

Unable to ignore the twinge in her feet from standing all day in what amounted to socks Veronica tried not to crack any sort of smile despite how amused she was by his goofy antics, “Yeah well you can tell him a few things he can sit on first!”

“That's not a very nice way to talk young lady! I don't want to put you on the naughty list again!”

She finally cracked a grin at his emphasis of 'naughty' and turned to face him properly, “Well I wouldn't want that would I?” Sauntering up to him and plopping down in such a way that left her juicy buttocks pressing against the entirety of his lap Veronica threw her arms around his shoulders and slowly shook her head, “Don't push your luck though Santa!”

“I have no idea what you're talking about! What do you want for Christmas li-”

“No.” She stated flatly and without humor.

“Oh . . .” Henry immediately shut up, his eyes looking down at the floor while his cheeks flushed pink.

She watched him for a few seconds, heaved an enormous sigh, and said, “Oh fine go ahead!”

His face instantly lit up and he started over as quickly as he could find his tongue, “And what do you want for Christmas little girl?”

“Well . . .” Veronica threw her arms around his shoulders and snuggled in so close her cheek was almost pressed against his, “I already have this lovely diamond ring . . . And a really sweet fiance . . . so I guess I have everything I want right now Santa.”

“You do?” Henry said with notes of sincere surprise and emotion in his voice, “I mean-Surely you must want something for Christmas?!”

“Hmmmm . . . I guess I can think of one thing.” She teased.

“What would that be?”

“Your big, fat, hard cock!” She murmured directly into his ear.

Looking like a child just offered the keys to a candy factory Henry stared at his soon to be wife, “Our shift is over in an hour . . .”

“What makes you think I'm going to wait that long darling?” She already felt his cock starting to harden against her but and she didn't hesitate to rub her plump cheeks against it, “Can you wait that long?”

“Uhm . . . I don't-I don't-I-”

“Because . . . I . . . just . . . can't!” She paused between every word to grind her ass along his swelling dick in a slow, teasing manner.

“Neither can I!” He groaned.

“I know baby. That's why you're going to fuck me. Right here, right now.”

“Yeah . . . but what about all the people? They'll definitely see us!”

“Only if we're obvious. You'll just have to stuff that nice hard dick up my ass and let me sit on it like a good little girl . . .”

“I . . . I guess that could work.”

Veronica cupped his face with both hands and kissed him through his beard, her tongue darting into his mouth the moment their lips connected. She pulled a way a few seconds later to say, “It will. Now pull that cock out for me. I'll make sure nobody can see it!”

Rising off his lap just enough for him to follow her command Veronica pretended to adjust her tights and check her shoes while Henry's dick was freed from it's cloth prison. He was already rock hard and ready to go when she sat back down to feel it. Immediately a shudder danced up her spine as his turgid member pulsed against her ass cheeks. Even through her outfit his dick slid comfortably between her cheeks like it was meant to be there. She felt the faintest amount of precum seep into her clothes a few inches above her ass crack. For his part Henry could feel the heat radiating from his wife's pussy and even imagined the smallest amount of moisture seeping through whatever underwear she'd chosen. He wrapped his arms around her hips in an innocuous hug while his own pushed his shaft harder against her soft, inviting ass. They'd been together for years by that point and she still never failed to leave him rock hard at the slightest provocation. There was no telling how different the whole relationship would be if she was so aware of that fact. And so gloriously in love with him and his nice, fat cock. She stood up once more after making sure to tease him long enough to elicit a small, badly stifled shudder. Again pretending to be doing something innocuous Veronica reached behind her with one hand to pull down her leggings. 

Henry's eyes were glued to her heart shaped ass as it was slowly revealed until he finally had to comment on the silky black cord splitting her cheeks “Oh God I love that thong!”

“I know you do baby!” Veronica teased.

She let him admire her perfectly round butt for much longer than was wise, reveling in the feel of his gaze roaming her pale tanlines and the slightly darker skin bordering them. As soon as he was given a proper eye full she hooked a thumb into the waist of her g string. Sliding it down the sleek fabric in a manner quite similar to a stripper she lifted and pulled her underwear off her body while simultaneously moving her hand lower. Considering how little it already left to the imagination it was a testament to her looks and his love of her body that those brief flashes of panty free ass made Henry's heart skip a beat. Eventually her teasing gave way to yanking her thong aside until it parked midway across her left buttock, the plump skin around it bulging ever so slightly outwards around the tight string. With that little bit of inconvenience out of the way she could furtively spit into her other hand and bring it down to grab her fiance's waiting dick. She rubbed her saliva all across her member to get it lubed up. She probably could have taken him dry but that always made her a bit more noisy than they could afford at that given moment. As soon as she was satisfied her hand stopped at the base to hold him steady while she sat back down. The tip of his prick had barely disappeared between her cheeks when he suddenly grabbed her waist. Veronica had all of a second to think about what he was going to do before she was pulled onto his shaft in one sudden jerk. His cock plunged into her well trained asshole, slamming in balls deep so fast her entire body could only stiffen in surprise.

Pleasure swiftly followed and she allowed herself a little shiver of delight before looking at him from over her shoulder, “Now who belongs on the naughty list?”

“I think we're both permanent members by now.” Henry grinned.

“I bloody well hope so!”

Her ass quivered around his dick and both of them shuddered in delight. Trying to stay as normal looking as he possibly could Henry wrapped his arms around her waist while his member twitched madly within her hole. Though wanting to keep up the same facade as him Veronica was a little less inclined to do so once his shaft was firmly embedded inside her and she was free to enjoy him however she liked. Nobody around them would notice if she did a little grinding and gyrating would they? As if to test that theory out her hips started to move in slow, deliberate circles atop him. She would lift herself an inch or two up as she started then slide back down towards the end of her movement. With so many potential eyes on them and their own mounting pleasure even that simple act felt enormous and obvious. Henry felt sure they were going to get caught at any moment, the barest hints of his fiance's creamy thighs and plump butt visible one either side were surely enough to sink them. Yet as she gently rode his cock that kind of concern was getting further and further from his mind. Certainly not far enough to vanish completely but at least negligible to the point that he could start pushing upwards when she sank down to drive his shaft faster inside her ass. If he had a gift for persuading her into non sexual situations she wouldn't normal do she had the same gift for anything sex related. The two of them fucking with potentially hundreds of witnesses was certainly the high point of her career. And she knew it.

Crowds of people continued to walk but completely unaware two people were fucking less than thirty feet from most of them. Henry and Veronica watched all the passing people like hawks despite their own pleasure, each one just waiting for somebody to clue in. Yet for all the passing glances they received not a single person looked so much as curious about the pair. Which of course reassured him immensely and practically goaded her on. Hoping to push the limits of their luck and her own pleasure to even greater heights Veronica started moving a little faster. She moved an inch or two higher up his cock as well, just high enough to reveal his member to anyone positioned on their right or left. At least during the moments she was raised up and not sliding back down with a pleasured biting of her lower lip. The smallest, gentlest smack accompanied each return to the base of his shaft along with a quiet yet still obvious exhale from her. And a much more apparent groan of satisfaction from him.

“Are you trying to get us caught?” Henry hissed.

“Would you believe me if I said no?” She asked without looking at him.

It was becoming more and more of a struggle for either of them to remain composed. Something about Veronica's asshole felt even tighter than usual and unless it was her imagination Henry's cock was harder than it had ever been inside her. Not to mention the fact that both of them were much more accustomed to wild, unrestricted fuck fests than anything more controlled. The mere fact that her tits weren't out and she wasn't riding him like she wanted to break his cock in half was approaching downright insanity. Being unable to even grope her quivering breasts and play with her sensitive nipples, or better yet let Henry do it for her while she played with her pussy, was driving Veronica right up the wall. The friction of her bra against her heaving rack provided a maddening but slightly tolerable substitute most of the time. It did nothing for her aching pussy though and no matter how hard she tried her fingers couldn't stop themselves from creeping ever closer to her unattended slit. There was no way in hell she could bury her hands between her slightly opened thighs without drawing at least some attention to them. Not in the way she wanted to at least. And yet the growing stain on her thong and the heat between her legs was overriding that concern so steadily it was a wonder she wasn't already knuckle deep in her own cunt. A both unfortunate and pleasurable side effect of her distraction was a continued, subconscious increase in her movements along her fiance's prick. He noticed the gradual shift but couldn't see the look of hunger on her face. Though he could surely guess the source of her increased riding speed.

“Veronica!” He whispered, “You gotta slow down!”

“I can't!”

“We're gonna get in trouble!”

“I don't care!”

Convinced their libidos were about to land them in jail Henry did the only thing he could do in his current position. Grabbing her waist with one arm he slammed her down on his cock like he had at the start. That momentary surge of pleasure through her body gave Veronica enough pause to allow her fiance to plunge his free hand into her panties. The moment his fingers slipped beneath that soaked fabric to find the gooey mass of pubic hair above her sex and an even more drenched pair of outer lips he knew he'd made the right decision. His digits slid across her trembling cunt as fast as he could move them, slowly only for an instant to rub her clit. Her resulting whimper and added burst of tightness around his shaft was well worth the split second delay. In the next moment he was sliding his middle and ring fingers as deep as they could go into her cunt with one well timed push. Instantly the pleasure she'd been craving was given to her and a rush of adoration for her man, plus a healthy dose of plain old lust, filled her body. She moaned just loud enough to let him, and anyone within a few feet of them, know how much she approved of his taking control. As if the sudden wave of juices seeping from her slit weren't enough of an indication.

Although as great as her appreciation was that would never be enough for Veronica. Simply laying back and letting someone else do all the work wasn't her style. When it came to sex at least. No matter how good they were no one knew her body better than she did. Her fiance was probably the only one who'd ever really come close. Her near constant tutoring in the form of fucking him at literally every opportunity most likely the cause. Covering Henry's hand with her own she guided him to a particularly sensitive point inside her cunt and resumed grinding against his dick at the same time. With his hold on her waist she couldn't move quite as high as she wanted but having a pussy full of his strong fingers more than made up for that. Especially after he started rubbing and pushing against g-spot. Then it was almost irrelevant his cock was out at all. Simply being fingered with all those people around, plus the two of them having gone a whole day without sex beforehand, would be enough to push her to climax. Or so she thought. When Henry first started thrusting, as much as he was able, she almost didn't notice it amidst the other currents of pleasure coursing through her body. But the longer he continued and the more rhythmic his movements grew the stronger the feelings became. And the harder her body bounced as a result. Their motions were getting less and less subtle by the second. After a minute her tits were bouncing enough to rival a late night television ad for cheap porn. Another minute in both of them were softly panting and so red in the face they quite perfectly matched Henry's attire. One more minute later it was all either of them could do not to cry out the other's name, For Veronica such a feat was growing into a certainty in direct proportion to her rising ecstasy. His lovely cock furtively pushing into her ass while his fingers effortlessly teased and played with her pussy was the exact combination she needed to get off in a big way.

“Heeeeeeeeeeeeenryyyyyyyy!” She squealed.

Her hips rose and fell as fast as she could possibly move them while her ass pulsed uncontrollably around his dick and her pussy sucked in his fingers as deep as they could go. Her fear of getting caught was all but completely gone with so much pleasure welling up inside her. It all came crashing down a few moments after she furtively called out his name. Every inch of her body went rigid for a split second, then started quivering so hard to a casual observer she looked to be having a seizure. Thick, messy spurts of clear juices erupted from her cunt. The splashed across her fiance's hands to soak her trembling thighs and spray all across her tights. When he didn't stop fingering her despite her orgasm it even sent healthy doses of those fluids arcing straight up along her taut belly. The sound of rushing, dripping liquids filled the air more than their labored breathing as she came more than she had in weeks all over them both. And that was to say nothing of how her always eager and hungry asshole reacted having Henry's actual cock inside during her climax. If the rest of her body was barely in control her once tight little backdoor was completely, unreservedly not. It tightened madly around his dick in waves, each one arriving so fast and so suddenly it was all he could do to keep going and not succumb to his own pleasure. An option that looked more and more enticing by the second and which was made all but unavoidable when the ecstasy drunk face of his fiance tilted towards him in the middle of her continued sexual bliss. The moment he saw her glassy eyes, open mouth, and flushed face for himself it was all over for both of them.

He buried his fingers as deep as possible inside her still messily orgasming pussy and did the same with his cock in her ass. Since there was no risk of getting her pregnant he didn't bother with any sort of warning or noise at all. About the only clue Veronica had aside from his suddenly rock hard and unmoving shaft was a subtle groan emerging from his clenched teeth. Her face cracked a delirious smile as her brain realized what was about to happen. A split second after that information was processed ropey jets of hot cum were erupting into her waiting asshole. Her inner walls were bathed in another wonderfully thick load of her fiance's spunk and she loved ever second of it. Her own climax might be on the downturn by that point but she wasn't going to let that stop her from basking in the feel of his as he painted her asshole in a fresh and much needed coat of yummy jizz. She did her best to milk as much as she possibly could from him while he came, her body only barely under her control by that point. Of course even without Veronica's help his balls would have been drained just from the perfection that was her ass. Every twitch of his member sent another load streaking along her insides and made another satisfied shiver course through both of their bodies. But sadly all good things had to come to an end and after a combined forty seconds of cumming from both of them Henry finally blew his last load and his cock went still within her ass. She continued to squeeze and massage his softening length despite it's obvious exhaustion, reflexively trying to keep him hard right up until the moment he popped out of her ass completely.

As soon as his dick emerged from her hole and cum started to pour out Veronica rose to her feet. Not so much as to expose them but just enough to slide her panties back into place and her tights back up her fat ass. It wouldn't help much with the stain that was already spreading across her rump from the gaping orifice that used to be her tight asshole. Or more accurately all the cum dripping out of that hole  with every passing second. Some things just couldn't be helped however and she didn't really care enough to come up with a better solution. Not at that moment anyways. Eventually the pervasive smell of cum and her own stickiness would drive her to get cleaned up. In the post coital thrill of just having been anally violated with so many people around she found such a notion laughable. Henry was feeling much the same as his fiance, with a bit more shame and embarrassment heaped on top for good measure. He wouldn't smell quite so much like semen but his messy dick and the remnants of his ejaculation clinging to his lap would be enough. It was simple enough to return his cock to his slacks and readjust his outfit though. He could only hope no kids wanted a last minute picture with Santa!

“I can't believe we got away with that!”

“Well I wouldn't be so sure . . .” Veronica remarked.

“What're you talking . . . about . . . oh . . . shit!”

Looking up from his belt Henry spotted what his fiance was looking at: a pair of security guards flanking the portly mall manager walking towards them. All three looked serious and the manager appeared visibly angered. When he looked back at his soon to be wife he was unsurprised but still worried to see her staring directly at them. Her stance was squared and she looked ready to argue until she was blue in the face. Vastly less interested in standing his ground than her Henry weighed his options while the trio continued walking purposefully in their direction. Veronica stood resolute as they drew near, more than ready to lie through her teeth, defend her actions, and anything else that might need to happen. She started walking towards them to preempt whatever they might have to say but was quickly yanked back by Henry' Grabbing her hand with a fearful look he emphatically shook his head when she looked back in confusion. Veronica attempted to ignore him and pull her hand free of his grasp, only to be yanked in the completely opposite direction. Before she knew it they were running full tilt through the mall and towards the parking lot.A mixture of amusement and frustration filled her while they ran like bats out of hell.

“Good thing we were paid in advance!” She remarked.

“Yeah!” 

“You've got the cash with your right?”

“Yeah it's in my pants!”

“The one's in the car?”

“Yeah!” He didn't say another word until they were panting outside in the snow beside his father's silver SUV, “I don't think we can go back to the mall for a while . . .”

“You mean you can't. I'm not gonna miss out on any after Christmas sales!”

Grinning up at her with his hands on his knees and his beard hanging off his face Henry could only respond with, “I guess that makes sense.”

“More sense than running away.”

“I didn't want them to tell our parents!”

“You're twenty years old!”

“That doesn't make them any less scary! You know they aren't wild about this engagement! How do you think us getting caught having sex in a mall will make them feel?” 

“Proud that you're finally having sex?”

“Ha ha ha! They've known about that since we started dating. Thank you very much Mrs. Noisy!” He said with a grin.

Veronica rolled her eyes and smiled affectionately at him, “Well whatever . . . we're here now I guess.”

“Should we drive home and change out of all this?”

“You left our clothes in the back right?”

“Of course.”

“Then why don't we just get changed now? I could use something to eat!”

“Uhm . . . all right. Sure. I'm pretty hungry too.”

“Great! Come on then.”

“What?”

“I need your help getting out of all these clothes Henry . . .” She said in an innocent tone, “I think the back is big enough for both of us . . .”

“Wha—oh! Ohhhhhh!” She walked by him towards the back, her hand drifting across his blushing face as she did, “That makes a lot of sense!”

“I always do.” Veronica smiled.