Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 (Mg pedo)

   Here Cums Santa, Part 1

   I got the idea as I was walking home from work.  I was approaching the
old fart in the Santa Claus outfit ringing the damned bell on the corner
near the front of my apartment.  As I neared the corner, I noticed the
children hanging around, chatting, and trying to sit on the fat bastards
lap.  Then it hit me...  what better way to hold and fondle the little
girls that I craved so badly then to become Santa.  It just might work.

   Later that evening I walked across the street to the department store
and landed an evening job as the store Santa.  They liked the fact that I
lived nearby, and really needed to fill the position fast.

   For the next several evenings I had no chance to enjoy the work.  I
mean, I had scores of kids in line waiting to sit on my lap, but they were
always accompanied by an equal number of parents.  This was agonizing.  I
walked home wearing the red fucking suit, but it was so late that there
weren't any children.  I had decided to give up.

   As I lay in bed thinking about the possibilities, I slowly stroked my
increasingly hard dick.  I needed relief BAD.  I got out of bed and walked
out onto the fire escape of my 4th floor apartment and considered blowing
my load off the balcony.  Looking across the alley I could see into many of
the apartment windows.  I could see a night light on in the apartment just
across and down one floor.  As my eyes adjusted, I was startled to see a
young girl -- perhaps 8 years old -- sleeping in a small bed near the
window.  Of COURSE!  I could BECOME Santa Claus.  Christmas wasn't for
another two days, but I was just sure I could smooth talk my way into (or
out of) this...  as long as I didn't encounter a parent.

   I quickly slipped into the suit, donned the beard and eyebrows, and
slipped out the window down the fire escape.  I placed a crate and a
garbage can in a stack beneath the opposite fire escape, and began to
traverse the rusty ladder.  It was nearly 2am so I was fairly confident
that I wouldn't be seen.

   I quietly crept to the sleeping girls' window and peered in.  She was
beautiful...  long brown hair, olive complexion, and absolutely perfect.  I
closely eyed the lock mechanism in an attempt to figure out how I was going
to jimmy it open...  when I realized it was broken.  The only thing holding
the window closed was a wooden dowel that seemed precariously positioned at
the top of the window.  I quietly applied pressure to the window but it
didn't budge.  I pushed inward and slightly shook the pane...  and
miraculously the wooden dowel fell off the window and onto the floor.  I
didn't have any idea how much noise this caused so I ducked and sat quietly
in the shadows for the next several minutes, listening intently.  There was
no activity at all in her room or the house.

   I slowly slid the window open and climbed inside.  I desperately wanted
the child, but I had to secure the area first.  I padded across the girls
room and into the hallway.  I sneaked down the hall and peered into the
only other room directly off the hall...  there in the large bed was a very
large, middle-aged woman who was snoring with a vengeance.  I slowly closed
her door and waited, listening -- still snoring.

   As I approached the girls room I noticed the small sign on the door that
said "Courtney".  At that moment I noticed the dark, unlit Christmas tree
at the end of the hallway in the living room.  Perfect!  I could grab a
small gift to give to her in case she panics.  Sneaking quietly toward the
tree I find a small rectangular box that says, "To Courtney - All my love,
Dad." I quietly tear open the package and stuff the wrapping paper in my
pocket.  Then I quietly tiptoe back down the hall and into lovely
Courtney's room.

   There she was...  sleeping like a beautiful angel.  I peeled back the
covers slowly so I wouldn't wake her.  She lay there in a pink, satin
babydoll nightie and a pair of kitten panties.  She must have just had a
shower before bed, because she smelled divine.

   I reached and slowly started to rub her nipples through her shirt.  They
hadn't really formed yet - her nipples were just to puffy little mounds. 
She slept soundly.  I move my hand down and started lightly rubbing her
panties.  As if by instinct, she lifted one leg and spread her legs
slightly.  I was wishing I had brought a camera.

   I was surprised she wasn't waking up - so I got bolder.  I began to
massage her panty-clad pussy more, paying extra attention to her little,
hardening clitoris.  She began to stir slightly and then arched her back
slightly, lifting her pelvis into my hand.  I rubbed harder when her eyes
suddenly opened and she stared at me in terror.  "Shhhh..." I whispered. 
"It's okay, Courtney...  I was stopping to give you one of your presents
and I could see that you needed some attention."

   "Who are you?", she stammered.  Giving my best chuckle and a practiced
"Ho, ho, ho...  Why, I'm Santa Claus.", I tried to win her over.  She
looked down at her damp panties and quick back at me and asked, "Then why
are you touching me?" "Well," I started, "each year I pick one little girl
to give a special gift to if she is willing to give a gift back to me -
this year I chose you."

   She looked both proud and scared at the same time.  Before she had a
chance to say anything I said, "Here...  this is for you.  It's not much,
but it's just a start." She grabbed the box and stared with wide eyes... 
"It's the Golden Princess Barbie!  I've been wanting one of these!" "I
know." I said with a wink.  And with that, I reached down and made my move
- I started to take off her nightshirt.

   "Wait, what are you doing?" she asked trying not to sound panicked. 
"It's okay, Courtney...  this is part of your gift to me." "But...  I don't
want to." She was starting to tear up.  "Oh, that's okay.  I understand. 
Go ahead and go back to sleep Courtney", I said, turning and pretending to
leave.  "Wait...  where are you going?" she quickly asked (a little louder
than I liked).  "I'm going to find another girl who is willing to give me
her gift." "Wait...  I will do it.  What do I have to do." "Well, you have
to let me play with you, kiss on you, tickly you, love you." "Oh... 
okay... I can do that." "And the rules are that you have to be quiet and
you can never tell anybody about what happens.  Okay?" "Yes, I promise."
"Okay...  then let's begin."

   I reached down and pulled her little nightie off over her head.  She sat
on her bed in nothing but her panties trying to cover her little breasts. I
eased her back onto the bed and pulled down her little panties.  She lifted
her hips to help me remove them.  There, in front of me, was a beautiful,
sexy little girl willing to let me do what I want.  I was ready to explode.
I got on my knees, rotated her around so that her little pussy was in front
of my face, and I slowly started to kiss her delicate treasure.  I rubbed
her beautiful pussy lightly with my fingers occasionally making contact
with her clit.  She was starting to get a little damp.  I continued my
kisses, making them last a little longer...  eventually letting my tongue
rub across her damp crease.

   She cooed and gave a slight shudder.  I began pushing my tongue into her
tight little hole.  She responded by arching her back up so my face could
push hard against her.  My tongue pressing as deep as it could go.  She was
sweating now and gripping the bed sheets in her clenched fists.  I couldn't
take it any more.  I stood, unzipped my pants, and let my cock free.  With
her closed eyes she didn't even notice.  I lifted her legs into the air and
pressed her knees back against the mattress.  In this position, my cock was
nestled at the entrance to her tight, virginal, hole.  I could feel the
heat and the moisture as I grabbed my cock in my left hand and found the
mark.

   She opened her eyes as if suddenly realizing that it felt different. 
With that I leaned forward to kiss her on the mouth - our lips met - I
pushed my tongue into her mouth.  When she got lost in the kiss I slowly
began easing my cock forward, forcing its' way into her.  Her eyes grew
wide and she tried to push me off her.  I kept my mouth tight against hers
and RAMMED my cock to its' hilt.  I could feel blood trickle past the base
of my cock and down her ass crack.  We remained in that position for
several seconds as I tried to calm her.  She was sobbing silently under my
weight.  "Stop crying." I whispered over and over.  I rubbed her face and
hair and whispered calming things to my young lover.

   When she had relaxed and her vise-like grip on my dick had subsided, I
began to slowly pull out of her.  Just as I neared the end of my dick I
pushed back in and waited.  She seemed much better this time.  I slowly
pulled out and in again and again, each time with more ease.  Eventually
she began to relax more and even closed her eyes.  Her breathing was
getting deeper and deeper.  I knew this girl wasn't old enough to cum, but
I wasn't about to let that stop me.  I increased speed and was soon
pistoning in and out with a fair amount of force.  She was actually
enjoying this.

   Finally, she started to grunt, whimper, and then arched her back sharply
saying, "Oh, yes...  yes...  yes...  oh...  oh...".  Seeing this little
girl cum pushed me over the edge.  I grabbed her hips and pulled her hard
against me, ramming my cock as far as I could - I felt a pop indicating
that I had breached her cervix and I began cumming - spurt after spurt - it
felt like gallons.  Not only was I cumming in this little girl, but I was
leaving all of my seed in her little womb!

   Finally, she slumped back into the bed and I collapsed on her.  We lay
there for a few minutes until I could regain my strength.  "That was
amazing" I said.  "It hurt a lot but then got better at the end and then...
oh my God...", she smiled.

   "Thank you Courtney.  That's the best gift I have ever received."
"You're welcome, Santa.  What do I get for a present?" "Well, what would
you like, Courtney?" "Some money to get my mom a present?" "Done.  I
reached into my wallet and pulled out a 20 dollar bill.  Here you go,
beautiful." "Thank you Santa."

   With that, I said my goodbyes, left the way I came in, and scurried out
of the alley and into my apartment.  I needed to recharge for my next... 
gift.