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Natalie - 4
by Otto Erotic (address withheld)
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Natalie plays Santa's sexy little helper at Christmas
time. (Mf, oral)
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Elf-Gratification
Christmas time was drawing ever closer and Natalie
decided to take a job to get a little extra money for
gifts. The manager of the local shopping mall was quick
to hire her to be an elf at the Santa Claus display.
Her uniform consisted of a green tunic, red and white
striped nylons, pointy green shoes, and pointy green
cap with a sprig of plastic holly pinned on it. The
manager tried to giver her pointy latex ears, but after
explaining her allergy, she gave Natalie a pair of
plastic ones.
The job was simple, let kids in to see Santa Claus one
at a time, take their picture and give them a candy
cane when they left. Natalie loved children and
Christmas, so she figure the job would be a blast. As
it turned out, it was a little tougher than she
thought, but still not so bad. The children were loud,
but still well-behaved under the watchful eye of St.
Nick. The only real problems came from the parents who
were increasingly cranky as the days drew closer to
Christmas.
At first, she only worked afternoons and weekends, but
once school got out for the holidays, she started
working every day. Everyday, she'd show up at the mall
at eight and go strait to the little fake cottage set
up the mall's atrium. There, she changed into her elf
costume, put on her pointy ears and applied a little
blush to make her already rosy cheeks and little
rosier.
Then, about eight-thirty, Lyle, the man who played
Santa, would show up, already in costume. He was a kind
old man who reminded Natalie of her grandfather. He
often made a point of saying that Natalie was the
cutest elf the mall had hired in years. Everything
changed, however, when Lyle didn't come in for work.
Natalie was just putting on some lipstick when the mall
manager, Ms. Goldblum, a tall, dark and beautiful woman
of about forty, came into the dressing room carrying a
box.
"Natalie, I'm glad you're here."
"Ms. Goldblum, it's almost nine and Lyle isn't here."
Ms. Goldblum nodded, "I know. His car broke down. It's
going to be alright though, I found someone to fill in
for today." She handed Natalie the box, "Give him this
when he gets here." As soon as Ms. Goldblum left the
room, Natalie peeked inside the box. Inside was a Santa
costume and a pad for the belly.
Just then, the door opened and a very attractive young
man walked in. He was tall and his hair and eyes were
dark. He couldn't have been more than twenty. "Are you
the new Santa?" Natalie asked.
He nodded, "Jake Cohen, and you must be my elf."
Natalie smiled sweetly, "Natalie." she said, holding.
She was amazed how young the new Santa was. "Have
you... played Santa before?"
Jake shook his head, "No... I don't have much
experience with Christmas all together, I'm Jewish." He
took off his jacket and hung it on the coat rack in the
corner, "But my aunt asked me to fill in at the last
moment."
"Ms. Goldblum is your aunt?"
Jake nodded, "Yeah. I usually work in the mall offices
in the summer and the holidays, but I owed Aunt Miriam
a favor." Natalie watched him with great interest as he
took off his sweater. He unbuckled his belt, but before
he dropped his jeans, he glanced over at Natalie. "Do
you mind turning around?" Natalie turned around slowly
and listened to the sounds of shuffling clothes. "So,
why did you take this job?" Jake asked.
"I could use a little extra money." Natalie said, "I
like kids and I love Christmas."
"Okay, you can turn around." Natalie turned and saw
Jake fastening the black belt around his padded middle.
"How do I look?"
"Great." Natalie said with a smiled.
"Do you think the kids will believe in a nineteen-year-
old, Jewish Santa?" Jake asked.
Natalie walked up to him and straitened his fake beard.
"I do." she said before she kissed him on the forehead.
"Let's get out there!" Natalie turned and headed for
the door. Jake couldn't help but notice the way her
form-fitting elf costume hugged her tight, round butt.
"Deep breath..." Natalie said, "Think 'jolly'." Natalie
opened the door and saw that a long line of children
had already formed. "I hope you've all been good,
'cause here comes Santa Claus!"
Jake stepped out of the dressing room and smiled, "Ho,
ho ho! Merry Christmas."
"Very good." Natalie said. "Now, take a seat and I'll
let the first kid in."
"If Rabbi Mannheim could see me now." Jake said quietly
as he took a seat in Santa's red-velvet upholstered
chair.
Natalie turned to let the child at the front of the
line in. She knew right away that the first two were a
pair. April and May Foster lived on the same street as
Natalie. They were six and five-years-old respectively
and their parents had adopted from China when they were
babies. Natalie knew they were sweet, well-behaved
little pixies from all the times she had babysat them.
Natalie opened the velvet rope, "You two are first."
The jumped forward and latched their arms around
Natalie. Mrs. Foster, who was standing behind them,
laughed. "They're really excited to see you, Natalie."
"Ah ah! Here in Santa's village, my name is Holly." she
corrected.
April and May each hugged Natalie and kissed her on the
cheek. "We won't tell Santa you're not a real elf."
April said.
"Be sure you don't." April said. She took the girls by
the hand and led them over to where Jake was sitting.
"Santa, this is April and May Foster." she said,
putting a little girl on each knee, "And I can
personally assure you that they have both been very
good girls this year."
Natalie waited until the girls finished telling Jake
what they wanted for Christmas, then she picked up the
Polaroid. She snapped a picture of the girls on Santa's
lap, gave them each a candy cane and sent them on their
way. It continued like that for several hours. Natalie
and Jake took a quick lunch break at 12:30, then it was
back to the grind for several more hours.
At seven, when the line had tapered off, Natalie and
Jake retired to the little dressing room to recoup.
"What a day." Jake said, taking off his beard hand hat.
"Those last few kids were really heavy."
Natalie took off her green cap and pointed green shoes,
"I think they were more interested in the free candy
canes."
Jake took off the red jacket and belly pad and rubbed
his neck, "I don't know how that guy Lyle does this
every day between Thanksgiving and Christmas." Natalie
crossed the room, put her hands on Jake's shoulders and
started rubbing them softly. "You don't have to do
that."
"Sure I do," Natalie said with a giggle, "I'm Santa's
helper aren't I?" She rubbed his shoulders for a while
before she slid her hands down the front of Jake's
shirt. His chest was lean and toned and, to Natalie's
surprise, covered with a thatch of soft hair. Jake
breathed deeply as Natalie ran her fingers through is
chest hair. She leaned over and kissed his cheek, "I've
been a really good girl this year... do you have a
present for me?"
Jake turned and kissed Natalie's smooth, feminine neck,
"It's not Christmas yet." he teased.
Natalie spun his chair around and smiled wickedly. She
dropped to her knees and started unfastening the front
of his pants, "I never could wait until Christmas
morning to open my presents." Natalie reached into the
waistband of Jake's boxers and fished out his seven-
inch cock. It was already rock-hard and the thick,
purple head was pulsating eagerly.
Jake moaned as Natalie took his meat into her mouth.
She bobbed her head up and down quickly and sucked so
forcefully that Jake knew he wouldn't last long. In a
matter of moments, Jake's body spasmed and a thick wad
of cum spewed out of his cock. Jake watched in
amazement as Natalie politely swallowed every spurt
that came out. Jake's last girlfriend, Ruthie, rarely
sucked him until he came and when she did, she always
spit. As Natalie swallowed the last of his gravy and
licked her lips, he asked, "You actually like it?"
"It's better than eggnog." Natalie said with a laugh.
She unbuckled her belt, pulled off her green tunic. She
stood before Jake naked except for her red and white
striped nylons, her white panties pictures of with
little Christmas trees and her plastic elf ears.
Natalie bent over the makeup table, presenting her
heart-shaped ass to Jake, "Time to unwrap your
Christmas present."
Jake took off his shirt and dropped his pants. His
flaccid member quickly returned to an erect state.
"I've never had sex with a shiksl before." he said as
he gripped the sides of her panties.
"What's a shiksl?" Natalie asked.
"A shiksl is a girl who's not Jewish." Jake explained
as he pulled her panties down to her knees.
"A shiksl... I like that." Natalie said with a giggle.
Her girlish laugh quickly turned into a lusty moan as
Jake cupped her fuzzy mound. "I like that too." Natalie
said as Jake slipped a finger inside her. Jake slowly
rubbed her outer lips and probed her hot cunt. He could
feel Natalie's large clit swelling between his fingers.
He pinched Natalie clit gently, making the girl gasp
with pleasure. Natalie's clit was at least three times
as large as any he had ever felt before.
Jake couldn't wait any longer. He put a hand on
Natalie's back and pushed her face-down on the makeup
table as he spread her lips apart with his fingers.
Natalie gripped the sides of the table and groaned
deeply as Jake slid his cock inside her. Once he was
inside, Jake gripped Natalie's hips and started
pumping.
She was incredibly tight and her hot, wet walls gripped
him excitedly with every stroke. It had been almost
three years since Jake had fucked a girl without a
condom and in that time, he had almost forgotten how
great it was. With every stroke, Natalie hot juices
squirted out of her, soaking Jake's crotch.
Natalie was holding tightly to the table as Jake fucked
her. She was looking strait ahead into the mirror.
Watching herself get fucked in the mirror was making
her hotter than ever before. As she started pushing
back against Jake, Natalie reached forward and touched
the reflective glass. If she could have her Christmas
wish, she'd wish that another Jake and Natalie could
come out of the mirror and they could all have a mind-
blowing foursome.
Since she knew that could never happen, Natalie watched
happily as her reflection was fucked as passionately as
she was. Jake's balls slapped against Natalie's huge
clit with every powerful thrust, bringing her ever
closer to an orgasm. Natalie closed her eyes and
gripped the edge of the table as tightly as she could
as he pussy clamped down on Jake's cock. Her juices
flowed freely and her entire body quaked as a
shuddering moan escaped her lips.
Jake pushed as deeply into Natalie as he could and let
out a guttural growl. Natalie could feel a spurt of hot
fluid deep inside her, then another, then another.
After Jake had loosed four or five jets of hot semen
inside of Natalie, he pulled out and released one final
blast, the hot, white fluid splattering across her
lower back.
Jake fell back into a nearby chair and struggled to
catch his breath. Natalie cleaned off her lower back
with a tissue, then pulled up her panties. "Now that's
what I call a Christmas present." she said. Natalie
looked at her watch and started to put her street
clothes on. "I'd better hurry or I'll miss my bus." She
put on her jacket and winked at Jake, "See you around,
Santa."
Natalie hurried out of the mall and down the sidewalk
to the bus stop. She could feel Jake's gift seeping out
of her, but she didn't mind. Natalie had always loved
Christmas and now she loved it even more. Christmas,
like nearly everything else in her life, was better now
that she was living the life a precocious, bisexual
teenager.
= The End =
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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