A Very Special Christmas
by Persephone
Alex Morgan never really cared about Christmas. He was not a religious man, and as a divorced father with limited custody of his daughter, found the season to be more depressing than he'd remembered as a child. But at 36 and five foot three with a large frame and a huge beer gut, he had the right shape to look good in the red suit. Throw a fake beard on, and the hat, and kids in every shopping mall in Arkansas lined up to sit on his lap.
This year was different - his job had relocated him to Virginia, where he had no friends and minimal social life. So December rolled in and he dug his Santa suit out, and signed up at Birchwood Green Plaza to make $75 a weekend as kids squirmed on his lap and told him about their puppies ears, and the toys from the latest Japanese cartoon that he failed to understand, and whispered confidentially about how they didn't like Gramma's green beans, but always ate them because Gramma brought candy.
So he met with the property manager and the promotions lady, and they showed him around the mall after hours and showed him where his Santa chair would be, and he met with his Chief Elf, a pretty woman in her early forties named Elena. He wondered at a storefront he saw called Victoria's Sister something, and had a tickle in the back of his mind that there was something about this mall they weren't telling him.
The following day was Saturday, Santa's big day. He had his suit dry cleaned and arrived at the mall at nine, to be ready for the 10 o'clock opening of the season.
Elena looked delightful in her perky green felt hat and short red Santa-style miniskirt and hose, and Alex idly wondered if she'd be willing to peel out of that short skirt after all the kids left. His other helpers were a teenage black girl named Dani, and a shy boy named Brian who stood off to one side and tried to look festive. His elf costume was as much inspired by the Robin character from the 1960's TV show Batman as any North Pole elf, and Alex felt bad for any teenage boy who had to wear a green tunic and yellow tights.
Alex settled into his chair as a bell signaled the opening of the mall, and waited to see what Virginia kids were like. He had to admit, despite his cynicism about the Christmas season, wearing the suit and seeing kid's eyes light up made him feel something very special - something that he never felt with his ex wife back in Arkansas, or with his daughter Chyna.
He was half daydreaming, enjoying a memory of Liz and Chyna, when Chyna was eight and had opened her presents on Christmas morning to discover a pair of ice skates and a skater's minidress. She'd modeled the dress and curtsied so prettily, and Alex cursed himself for the lingering thought of how his baby girl would look without the hose, with her minidress twirling around her bare, pretty young pussy...
He pushed the thought out of his mind and sat up as a young mother brought her four year old daughter to him. The girl's face was a mixture of apprehension and reverence, of seeing a hero in the flesh. He gave her his best "Ho ho ho!" and her face split into a beaming smile as she squirmed into his lap.
Five minutes later, mother and daughter left Santa and his elves, but the young girl clutched a Polaroid photograph of the moment as if her life depended on it.
Two hours and a score of kids later they took a short break, and Elena gave Alex a look of admiration.
"Okay, I've seen a lot of mall Santas," she said as they relaxed, "and you are really good. You had those kids charmed. The guy we had last year was decent, but damn!. Welcome to Birchwood, Alex. I mean Santa."
"Thanks! I ... guess it just comes naturally?" he said and she smiled at him.
"Dad with three tots at one o'clock.... Tyler, Travis and Deacon," Elena said as they got back to work.
"Ho, ho, ho! Welcome to the North Pole," Alex said, working his magic, "You must be Tyler! And is this wee sprite young Deacon? That could only leave Trav..."
Alex's words were cut short as he happened to see a teenage girl walk in from the parking lot. He was used to seeing girls in skimpy outfits, back in Little Rock, but this girl was completely, totally, unabashedly naked. She strode in, her young boobs bouncing, her tender body fully exposed, her freshly scrubbed face glowing. She waved to an unseen friend and dashed away, a brief glimpse of her tantalizing ass leaving Alex to regain his composure and try to remember the names of the three boys in front of him.
"......Travis, and.... Derek? Deacon! Ho, ho, ho, its all those reindeer, you know..." he continued his patter with the next dozen families, but his mind was fixated on the beautiful teenage girl. She was actually naked! In a mall, in public. Naked. Nipples and pussy naked. Or had he just imagined it?
A few minutes later he saw two more - two teenage beauties, a tall slender brunette and a short, sandy haired girl with wide hips and boobs huge for her age, came strolling through the mall entrance. Alex felt his cock lurch with need at the sight of them, and worried what parents would think of Santa with a hard on. "What's this, Mommy? Santa's hiding a hot dog! Naughty Santa!" was a phrase he didn't want to hear.
He glanced over at Elena, who seemed not to notice, and glanced up as another toddler whose diaper needed changing was placed in his lap. He saw another one - a teenage beauty with a slender body, wide fuckable hips, boobs...ohh damn, nice baseball sized round boobs with rosie, perky nipples and a pussy that begged for....and she was kissing that boy and his fingers were exploring between her....and she was rubbing the front of his jeans and smiling coyly......and then they went somewhere deeper into the mall, away from his field of vision. He imagined her slender, smooth body, boys stroking their cocks and splashing cum onto her belly, the naked beauty writhing on the floor as her young body shuddered with orgasm, her eyes meeting his as she winks coyly...
"Hey Santa? Let's break for lunch, you've been at this a while." Elena's comment snapped him out of his sinful reverie and he tapped his Chief Elf on the wrist.
"Elena," he whispered, "am I imagining it or am I seeing girls coming in here buck-ass naked?"
"You're not imagining it. There's a school about half a mile away, Thomas Jefferson Middle School. They have a Naked In School program with a Public Outreach initiative."
"They have a what what with a what....??"
"Naked In School. It's a program been going for a while now, kids spend one week in school naked. It teaches them confidence and boundaries and such. And alumni of the program can continue voluntary nudity in public, like here in the mall."
"Hot damn! I gotta watch out....its been a while, ya know? Santa's North Pole might be closer than you think."
"Ha! We're used to it. Why do you think poor Brian looks so nervous? Sixteen year old hormones running wild and the poor guy's in yellow tights...."
Alex glanced over at Brian, who was sitting nervously with his hands in his lap.
"Brian," he said, "put this on, man." He gave the young teenager a 'Santa's Helper' apron, red with white fur trim, which the boy accepted eagerly.
"Thank you, sir...I...."
"Son, listen, I'm thirtysix and I still get 'em. And I'm the one with little kids in my lap. We're guys, it's cool. But I gotta tell ya," he said in a conspiratorial whisper, "one of those nude chicks sits in my lap, I dunno what's gonna happen. Think of Ruth Bader Ginsburg nude, I guess."
"Who?"
"Never mind, it's cool. Go grab a burger, see you back here in thirty."
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After lunch, Alex sat back in Santa's chair and surveyed the line of parents and kids that had assembled in his absence. Sure enough, about eight back were two girls from that weird school, both insanely pretty and one hundred percent naked. Some of the other people in line openly stared, others politely ignored them. Alex felt his cock growing and knew this was going to be an unusual afternoon.
"First up, this is Trina with her mom Mrs Danvers," Elena said in her singsong voice. Alex welcomed Trina who asked for a pony or something, but his attention was on the two pretty naked girls further back in line. He tried to sit in such a way that nobody would notice his erection.
He got through Trina, and Billy and Max, and the Everson triplets, and a few others. Then he was face to face with the prettiest pair of teenage girls he had ever seen, both bright eyed, rosy cheeked, and absolutely naked. He tried to focus on their faces, but his rampant cock had other ideas.
"And this is Laurie O'Neill," Elena said, as the ginger-haired naked beauty climbed onto in his lap. His cock was screaming for attention, rock hard, very likely dripping precum. Laurie squirmed a little bit, which only made it worse, then leaned back against him with her naked body and gazed up into his eyes.
"Hi Santa," she said in a voice like honey, and he almost came right then. "Do you want to know what I want for Christmas?" She squirmed again and he was sure she could feel his rock-hard erection, millimeters from her tantalizing bare, smooth, fifteen year old fuckable pussy.
"Um....clothes?" he said, and three people in line behind the other girl guffawed.
"No silly! I want a trip to Las Vegas.... I wanna be a stripper! Do you think I have a nice body?" She arched her back and squirmed again, and Alex instinctively put his hand around her back, accidentally brushing the curve of her young breast. He coughed apologetically and nodded, temporarily unable to speak.
"The question you should be asking," Elena said with a smile, "is whether Santa thinks you've been naughty or nice…"
"Oh I can be naughty if you want me to," Laurie said with a wink, and Alex's cock almost tore through his pants. She wriggled slightly - she must have felt his erection - and kissed his cheek, then she hopped down. He watched her boobs bounce as she landed on her tip toes, and her friend put her hands on Alex's knees.
"Hi, Santa. My name is T, I'm a dancerrixie," she said slyly as she climbed onto his lap.
"Of course it is...." Alex mumbled. Trixie arched her back like her friend and wriggled her pretty, bare ass in Alex's lap, making him moan audibly. Santa suit or no Santa suit, he hadn't been this horny since he and Liz went to that nude beach.
Trixie reached under her legs, ran her fingertips along the erect shaft inside his pants, and let out a soft breath as she leaned close to his ear.
"I know what Santa needs..."
She wriggled her pretty ass and turned so she was straddling him, her bare nipples rubbing against the front of his red suit.
"Let me do this," she whispered into his ear, "nobody'll ever know....."
He tried to Ho, Ho, Ho but it came out like a garbled cough, as he felt her hands delicately reach down between her legs to grasp his zipper. He gazed at her with a look of fascination and apprehension as she calmly moved her legs around him.
Then he felt her touch on his cock, and marveled at her skill as she guided him into her slippery pussy.
"Santa baby," she whispered, "I've been so very bad....I should be fucked so hard..."
She rode him, her gentle motion guiding his urgent, hard cock deeper into her pussy with each stroke, grinding her lips against his shaft. Her bare nipples rubbed against him and he grabbed her ass with his gloved hands as they rode together. He had a mental image of his own daughter Chyna, just about her age, naked, with her boobs bouncing, riding his cock, and suddenly he lost all control.
"Oh my god...." he whispered, "my first day, I'm gonna get arrested! Fucking an underage girl..."
"What underage, Santa? I got my AWSOME card! It's all good. I got my Naked In School cred, and I'm the one who's fucking you..."
Alex suppressed a shout as he felt his cock throb and lurch, and explode violently as he shot an immense load of sperm into the little slut's hot, sweet cunt. He glanced at her friend Laurie, who met his gaze with a knowing grin and a wink. She knew what was going on, but he didn't want to know who else did. Trixie continued to ride him, her hips gently rocking back and forth on Santa's lap as they crested together. She squeezed her eyes shut as she came, a quiet whimper her only sound, before she opened her eyes, smiled and kissed his cheek. With delicate hands she tucked his cock back in his shorts and zipped him up again, as Alex gazed in disbelief at the gorgeous naked teenager who had just fucked him, in public, in front of two dozen strangers.
"Hey she's taking too long!" someone cried out, and Alex struggled to regain his composure.
"Ho, ho, ho, yes Trixie, I'm sure the elves can find you exactly what you want. Merry Christmas!"
Trixie winked at him as she hopped down and took Laurie's hand. She blew Alex a kiss, and the two naked beauties skipped off to elsewhere in the mall.
Alex paused to regain his composure. His pulse was racing and he was sure everyone knew exactly what had happened, and that it was just a matter of time before Security escorted him out of the mall.
"When you come back to earth..." Elena said gently, her hand on his knee. She gave him a knowing look. Alex focused his attention on the child she was placing in her lap, as an eager mother readied her phone to take a picture. He hoped there wasn't a telltale stain on his suit. "This is two year old Janie, who really likes dancing."
"Dancing, eh? Can I tell you a Santa secret? I think dancers are very special people, and one day you'll be the bestest dancer ever!" He gave her a high-five, his big white glove to her tiny yellow mitten, and her mother captured the moment with beaming pride.
Brian caught his eye and nodded in the direction the two naked beauties had gone. Alex raised an eyebrow, and Brian made a V gesture with two fingers. Brian grinned broadly as Alex gave him a quick thumbs up.
Several hours and a few dozen children later, Alex shrugged out of his suit and reflected on the day, and noticed a note tucked into his boot that he'd missed earlier.
"Dear Santa,
Thank you for giving two naughty girls the best present ever!
Merry Christmas,
Trixie and Laurie. xoxoxo"
He looked up and smiled at his reflection in the mirror. Merry Christmas indeed!
