"What's your name?" Santa asked the thin little girl.

"Penelope," she said as she climbed up onto his lap.

"Penelope? That's a pretty name!" he said in a full, rich voice, his chest vibrating as he spoke. "So, Penelope, have you been naughty or nice?"

She looked shyly up at Santa with big brown eyes. "Um, nice?"

"Ho, ho, ho," Santa said, his big strong chest rumbling wonderfully as he laughed. "Of course you have, Penelope! I knew that!"

Santa's voice was so comforting to Penelope, warm and big and grown-up. She wanted to snuggle up against him. Penelope loved to snuggle, and it's not very often that a girl her age--she's already nine!--gets to snuggle with a big grown-up stranger like Santa. So she leaned into him and felt his solid strong body against her delicate little frame, and then Santa wrapped his arms around her in a big strong hug, holding her tight against him.

"What do you want for Christmas, Penelope?" Santa asked her.

She looked up at his face, staring into his kindly blue eyes behind a pair of wire-rimmed glasses that she noticed immediately didn't even have any lenses in them.

She felt too shy to answer his question.

"Do you like Barbies? Or maybe American Girl dolls?" he volunteered.

She gave Santa a little smile. "I'm a little old for dolls, don't you think?"

His blue eyes twinkled from behind his fake glasses as he hugged her even tighter. Penelope loved how comforting it was to be hugged by Santa. "OK," he said, "something for a big girl then?"

She still felt a little too shy to tell him what she really wanted.

"Let's see," he said quietly in his deep rich voice. She could feel his chest rumble as he spoke. "How about a video game? Or a book? Or... I know, you look like a strong girl, something for a strong girl." She felt her heart go a little light. She loved getting such a nice compliment from Santa. "A soccer ball?"

"Well," she said, trying to overcome her shyness. She really wanted to overcome her shyness for him. She liked this Santa so much! "There's this thing my mama has..."

"Yeah?" his deep voice rumbled softly, "what's that?"

"I don't really know what it's called," she said.

"OK, what's it for?"

"I don't really know what it's for," she answered, feeling silly.

"Well, Penelope, this is a mystery! Let's see if we can figure it out, OK?"

"OK," she said quietly, snuggling up even tighter to Santa. She loved snuggling with Santa, he was so big and solid and strong. She liked the way the pillow in his belly made his lap feel soft.

"What's it look like?"

"It's metal," she said. "Like, shiny."

"Got it, metal."

"And it's kinda long, and skinny, and it's like about this big around." She held up her hand with her thumb and finger about an inch apart.

"Long and skinny and metal," Santa said, looking down at her with twinkling blue eyes.

"And it has a little thingy on the bottom and when you turn it, it starts like, humming?"

"OK, long and skinny and metal and it hums when you turn it on. OK, so what do you do with it then?"

She felt her face get a little warm. "Can I tell you a secret?" she asked him, very quiet and shy.

"Of course, Penelope. You can tell Santa anything you want."

"When it's humming," she said, her heart beating hard, like in her throat, "I put it..." She was too shy to finish what she was saying.

"Where do you put it?" he asked.

"I'm... I'm too embarrassed to say," she said.

"Don't be embarrassed," he said with a sweet little laugh, which made his chest rumble again. "I'm Santa! You can tell me anything!"

"I put it... between my legs."

Santa just nodded, his bright eyes smiling down at her.

"And..." she continued, her heart racing, "it feels really good."

Jack Anderson and his wife Jenny stood watching their daughter as she sat on the lap of the department store Santa. They were both smiling at the way she snuggled up close to him, and how he had his arms wrapped so tightly around her in a big hug.

Penelope loved to snuggle, Jack knew that. She was always snuggling with her daddy, just like she was snuggling with this Santa now. And Jack loved snuggling with his daughter, too. Most guys he knows, most dads, their daughters stopped snuggling with them once they were past about five or six years old. But not Penelope, oh no not Penelope. Quite the contrary, she liked to snuggle with him more now than she ever did before. As she's gotten older, she's turned into a sweet little daddy's girl. Jack loved that about his little sweetheart.

Jack stood there watching his adorable little nine year old daughter snuggling up to Santa and thinking about how nice it is to have her press her little body up against him so tight, like she just wanted to just disappear into him. And then he hugs her tight and holds her in his arms, just like this Santa was doing now.

He wondered if the Santa was feeling the same way he does, when she snuggles in his lap like this. Jack knew he was. He must be. No man could have a girl as sweet and beautiful as little Penelope sitting on his lap like this and not think the sort of thoughts that Jack thinks when she snuggles with him.

Penelope was a precocious thing. Jack was absolutely certain that she knew how he felt about her, that she made him feel excited when she pressed her lithe little body up against him. And he knew that she wanted to make this Santa feel the same way. She knew exactly what she was doing to Santa Claus, and it made her feel excited, too. That's his sweet little baby girl!

As he watched his daughter talking in hushed little tones with Santa, snuggling up so close and tight, he couldn't help picturing the guy with a big old hard-on sticking out smartly below his big fake belly, little Penelope down on her knees in front of him about to take his cock in her mouth...

It did make Jack feel a little guilty, the fantasies he had about Penelope. His favorite fantasy was to have her suck him off. He liked to think about that sometimes. OK, the truth is, he thought about it a lot. She has such beautiful lips, pale and pink, and lately she was putting on makeup sometimes and when she had her shiny red lipstick on he just couldn't help thinking about what it would be like to slide his cock into her mouth and watch those red lips lock hungrily around his shaft. If the girl gave head with half the enthusiasm of her mother, it would be a fine thing indeed.

Jack and his wife liked to teach Penelope all about sex. Sure, they had the usual "birds-and-the-bees" discussions, tab-A-goes-into-slot-B, sperm and egg make a baby, all that stuff. But when they noticed one time, when Penelope was only six years old, that she was looking in through the crack in their bedroom door while they made love... Well, that was a damn big turn-on for Jack Anderson, and although his wife was a little hesitant about it at first, he convinced her that it would be good for the girl to know that her parents loved each other, and maybe she would also learn a little bit about the reality of baby-making, rather than just the textbook stuff that constitutes most of the sex education in a kid's life. So, after that, they always left their bedroom door open a bit when they were making love, so that the girl could watch if she wanted to. They weren't at all overt about it, they never said anything to her or did anything to encourage or compel her. They just pretended they didn't see that she was there. But whenever Jack noticed that Penelope was at the door, watching, he always made a point of giving her a good show. It made him very excited to give his daughter a good show. His favorite thing to do, when he knew the girl was watching, was to make his wife suck him. Every girl's gotta learn how to suck a man off, it's an artform and an acquired taste, and he felt that he owed it to mankind to make sure his daughter was ready and willing when the opportunity presented itself. And little Penelope was sure getting some good lessons from her mama in the art of the blowjob. That's for damn sure.

"Well now," Santa said to Penelope, "I'm pretty sure I know what that thing is. And that's what you want for Christmas? A little toy like that for yourself?"

"Yes please," the little girl said, with a little excitement but a litle shyness, too.

"Now, Penelope, it's about time for Santa to take a break. How would you like it if Santa bought you an ice cream cone?"

Her pretty little pink face lit up in a great big smile. "Ice cream? With Santa? Yeah!"

"Good!" His eyes twinkled down at the little girl. "You are such a pretty little girl, Penelope. Santa will be very happy to get you an ice cream cone." She smiled and felt a little light-headed with all his compliments. "But maybe you shouldn't tell your parents? What if they say you can't have any ice cream, wouldn't that be sad?"

Penelope sneaked a peek over at her parents. It'd be just like Mama to spoil all her fun by talking about how she'd had enough treats for one day. No way was she going to let that happen! She really liked this fake Santa with his bright blue eyes behind those silly fake glasses and his strong rumbly chest and his deep beautiful voice. She wanted to have ice cream with him so badly! Maybe he would even let her sit on his lap while she ate it? Wouldn't that be awesome?

"OK," she said, really secretive and quiet. "I can sneak away from my parents."

"Good," pretty twinkly-eyed Santa said to her. "I will be waiting for you at the ice cream shop, OK?"

She gave him a big beautiful smile. "Yay! Thanks, Santa!" And she hopped off his lap and ran down to where her parents were standing.

Penelope had no problem sneaking away from her parents. In fact, it was amazingly easy! Her mom was off in some ladies' store trying on dresses and Penelope was sitting with her dad in some really comfy chairs in the middle of the mall, and about four seconds after they sat down her dad was like fast asleep. So Penelope just stood up really slow and quiet, and tiptoed away, until she was a bit away and then she just took off running, she was so excited!

Santa was sitting in the ice cream shop, still in his Santa outfit, the silly! Penelope's heart skipped when she saw his blue eyes give their merry twinkle and he lifted his hand and waved to her. She wanted to jump right into his lap again but she was feeling a little shy so she just walked over to him and stood in front of him, one foot crossed over the other, hands behind her back, a little bottom-lip-sticking-out pouty look on her face. She wasn't really feeling pouty, but she was just doing her best to try to look like a cute little girl for him. She wasn't really sure what a guy like him would fancy in a girl like her, but she liked the way he gave her compliments and she wanted to give him all kinds of reasons to compliment her some more, so she was trying to act nice and sweet and cute for him.

She hoped Santa thought she was cute. She thought she looked sorta cute, she was wearing a little purple corduroy jumper that was really pretty short, way above her knees, and a white teeshirt, and she had her sandy-blond hair done up in pigtails. She was glad she'd put in the pigtails, she thought maybe Santa would think they were cute. Maybe he liked a girl in pigtails?

Santa gave a big laugh as she stood there in front of him, and Penelope knew it made his chest rumble and she wished he was holding her tight to his chest so she could feel that wonderful feeling. He reached his arms out in her direction, big hands open and inviting for her and she gave a little smile and stepped into him and he wrapped his arms around her and gave her a big hug. She felt his fuzzy fake beard tickle her face and for just a moment she thought he was maybe trying to kiss her.

"Well, Penelope, let's get you some ice cream!" Santa said.

"Yay!"

He let her order whatever she wanted, and she got a huge double-dip on a home-made chocolate waffle cone. She was SO GLAD that her mom wasn't there because there's no way her mom would have ever let her order all that ice cream! It was so big that Santa asked the lady working the counter for a bowl and a spoon just in case it started falling off or something.

"Now let's go for a little walk, sweetie," Santa said. "I have something I want to show you."

She nodded, her mouth already so stuffed with ice cream that she couldn't talk, and then he reached down and took her hand and they held hands as the went for a little walk.

Penelope had been to this mall a million times, but she had never been to the place that Santa led her that afternoon. They went down some stairs into the basement, and then through a door and into a hallway that looked totally different than the rest of the mall, it was lots darker and the walls were painted grey. They walked a little ways, around a couple of corners, until they came to a bench in a sort of big empty room.

Santa sat down and Penelope climbed right up on his lap. She felt his soft tickly fake beard on her cheek again.

"You smell nice, Penelope," he said.

She felt so good to hear another compliment from him. "Santa, you want some ice cream?" she asked him.

He gave his rumbly wonderful laugh and Penelope felt it all through her body and it made her feel really good and she pressed up against him. "I'll need to take off my beard to have some ice cream, you know," he said.

"OK." She really wanted him to take the silly white beard off. She wanted to see what he really looked like, when he wasn't pretending to be Santa.

Santa pulled his fake beard off, and Penelope finally got to see what he looked like. She thought he had a very pretty face. He didn't look much like her daddy, but that was OK with her. His cheeks were sort of pink and looked very happy and merry, just like his beautiful shining eyes. Penelope really liked him!

She held her ice cream cone up to his mouth and he took a big lick. "That's good!" he said.

"Yeah!" she grinned. "Have some more!"

"OK, but you know what would be really fun?"

"What?"

Santa's blue eyes twinkled at her. "You should take a big lick and then open your mouth so I can lick it off of your tongue!"

She gave him a puzzled look. That was a weird request! "Um..."

He looked a little concerned. "I'm sorry, Penelope," he said in his low rumbly voice. "I thought you'd like the idea. I don't want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable."

She smiled a little, trying to make him feel better. She was sorry that she made him feel concerned. "It's OK, Santa. I was just... I mean, I've never done anything like that before."

He put his hand on her bare knee. "I understand. I really don't want you to feel at all uncomfortable, OK? Here, I'll just take another lick."

"No," she said, pulling the cone away from him. She took a great big lick of the ice cream, getting a whole bunch on her tongue, and then leaned her head in towards Santa and opened her mouth. Santa gave her the sweetest twinkly-eyed smile and leaned towards her as well and their mouths touched.

Her heart went all fluttery when she felt him licking the ice cream off her tongue. His mouth was so warm and his tongue seemed so soft and thick, and she could tell he was doing more than just licking the ice cream. He was like putting his tongue really deep in her mouth and touching around with it!

After a little while he took his tongue out of her mouth and twinkled at her. "That's really good ice cream!"

She felt her face getting all warm, and she took another big lick of the ice cream and leaned towards him and opened her mouth again.

She loved the way that his tongue felt inside her mouth. It was so big and warm, and she felt him exploring all over inside her mouth. She felt sort of sad when he pulled his mouth away again.

"My turn now," he said, taking her hand and lifting the cone up to his mouth and taking a big lick, and then opening his mouth so that she could lick the ice cream of off his tongue. And she leaned right in and put her mouth against his and this time she put her tongue in his mouth! She was so excited that she was shaking! And she was feeling sort of brave now and she started exploring a bit inside his mouth, too, just like he had done inside her mouth. And then she felt his tongue going in her mouth, and they sat there with their tongues inside each other's mouths, sometimes hers in his, sometimes his in hers. She held herself really tight up against his big strong body and he held her really tight, too, and they explored each other's mouths with their tongues.

After a little while he pulled his mouth away from hers and smiled at her. "I have a present for you, Penelope."

"Really?!? For me?!?"

"Of course for you, my little sweetheart! You said you've been nice, right? I know you have, and you're being really nice to me right now! So you deserve a special present from Santa!" Santa reached around inside his pocket and pulled a little package out, wrapped in candy cane Christmas wrapping paper.

Penelope was so excited! From the shape of it, she thought she knew exactly what it was. She pulled the paper off really quick and, sure enough! It was her own little shiny metal toy! It was just like her mama's, except it was a little smaller. "Oh, Santa!" she said. "Thank you!"

Santa gave her a sweet smile. "I'm glad you like it, Penelope."

She leaned in and gave him a big kiss on his cheek. "I love it!"

"You haven't even tried it yet! You should try it."

She suddenly felt very shy and embarrassed, and she sat back and looked at him with her face down a little, all pink and nervous. "Right here? Right now?"

"Yes, right here. Right now."

"Um, like..." she stammered, "like, should I take my panties down? That's how I usually do it..."

Her heart thumped hard as she saw Santa's hand move down to the bottom of her jumper. "Yes, you should take your panties down." He pulled her jumper up.

"You sure it's OK, Santa? I mean..."

He gave her the sweetest, most reassuring smile. "Of course it's OK, Penelope. We're friends, right?"

She felt her face get even darker pink. She liked the idea that Santa thought they were friends. "Yes," she said, "we are. And if you want me to..."

"I do, Penelope, I really do."

"OK." She was so nervous and embarrassed as she pulled her panties down. Then she took the little toy and turned it on and it started humming, and even before she touched it down between her legs she could already feel that she was getting all excited and wet down there. The idea of letting Santa look at her without her panties on, and letting him watch her play with her new little toy, made her so excited! And just the sound of it humming made her really excited, too!

And then, she touched it to herself, down between her legs, and OH! It felt sooooo good! It was even better than her mama's, this was the best feeling ever! She rubbed it all over her little slit while Santa sat there watching, and then she found her little button and pushed it up against that and her eyes went all wide! It felt so good!

She wasn't even embarrassed or freaked out at all when she saw Santa move his hand down between her legs. All the sudden, she really wanted him to touch her down there! She felt his fingers rub on her slit for a little bit, and she was shaking from excitement, and then he used his thumb and forefinger to open her slit a little bit, and she saw that he was looking down there. He was looking inside her vagina!

"You have a very beautiful pussy, Penelope," he said in his warm voice.

"Thank... you... Santa!" she said. Her body was starting to shake.

She was so sad when Santa took his hand away from her pussy, but suddenly she got really excited because she saw that he was unbuttoning is red velvent Santa pants! When he got them unbuttoned, she saw him reach inside and then he pulled his penis out!

Oh my god! Penelope was feeling so excited she was afraid she was going to pee! Right there on Santa's velvety pants! She loved the way Santa's big penis looked. She knew what big penises looked like, she'd seen her daddy's many times, and Santa's was just as big and thick as her daddy's, and she loved it! It made her so thrilled to see it while she was playing with her new toy, it was almost like a dream come true for her. Sometimes when she played with her mama's toy she thought about her daddy's penis, and now here she was with a real one, right in front of her!

When Santa reached over and took her ice cream cone and set it upside down in the bowl that he got, she knew why he did that. And when he took her hand and gently guided it over to his penis, she was terribly nervous and excited. The little girl had never touched a penis before. Once her fingers were on it, she just sort of stroked it, petted it, just running her fingers along the top of it. She heard Santa give a low rumbling sound, maybe a moan? Was her hand making Santa moan? She pushed her little toy a little harder against her button and felt a wave of pleasure flow over her. She was so happy right now! So happy to have her new toy from Santa and to be making Santa feel good with her hand.

Santa reached down and showed her how to make a fist around his penis, and how to move her little fist up and down, and that made Santa moan again and he held her tight while she beat her little fist up and down on his penis and pushed her new toy hard against her button. She saw a little drop of clear liquid come out of the little hole at the tip of Santa's penis, and then more liquid came out and it started spreading over the top of his penis, making it all shiny and wet. She could hear Santa's breath getting all hard and quick, and she could feel his big strong chest heaving, and she pressed herself up against him even harder, loving so much the way it felt to have his chest rising and falling against her.

"Oh, Penelope," Santa said softly, breathlessly. "I need you to suck my cock now."

She didn't know what that meant. But she didn't care. Right then, she would do anything Santa asked her to do. She would do whatever Santa wanted.

Santa lifted her from his lap and stood her on the floor in front of him. He stood up and put his hand on her head and pushed her down so that she was on her knees in front of him, at the same time pulling his red velvety pants and his underwear down.

And now Penelope knew what he meant. She'd seen her mama do this to her daddy many times. And she was so excited to get a chance to do it herself! And to this wonderful beautiful Santa! It was like a dream come true for little Penelope. She opened her mouth wide, just like her mama does, and Santa pushed his penis in.

The wetness on the tip of his penis tasted funny, salty and warm. She didn't really like it. But then Santa made a really funny sound, a really nice sound, a low rumbling moan, and she realized that she was making him feel good, just like her mama did for her daddy, and that made her so happy she didn't even care about the taste.

"Your hand," Santa said breathlessly. "Use your hand, Penelope, just like you were before."

Penelope reached her little hand up and made a fist around his cock and started beating on it, like she was doing before.

"Oh my God Penelope! Holy shit!" Santa shouted. Penelope couldn't believe that Santa was saying naughty words like that to her! He reached out and grabbed her pigtails, one in each hand, pulling on them really hard so that it almost hurt. "Oh fuck Penelope! Oh holy fuck!"

Penelope was so surprised that Santa was talking to her like this! That he was shouting naughty words at her just like she was a grownup! But she knew why he was shouting at her, she had heard her daddy shouting like this when her mama was doing this to him. And she felt Santa pulling really hard on her pigtails, pulling her into him, and her mouth was completely full of his great big cock.

"Oooohhhhh fuuuccckkk!" Santa shouted, low and gruff and just like a big grownup man. Even though she wasn't pressed up against him right now, other than her face, she could still feel his body rumble and shake as he said those naughty words, and that made her feel really good, she was so glad she was making Santa feel so good! She was so happy about that, she didn't even care that he was pulling her pigtails so hard that it hurt, and that he had his cock stuffed so deep into her mouth that it was almost in her throat and she could barely breathe. And all of the sudden, while Santa let out his big naughty moan, she felt her mouth get all full of something. She tried to pull away from him, not because she wanted to, but just because this stuff that was in her mouth was so nasty! But she couldn't pull away, because Santa was holding so tight to her pigtails that she couldn't even move. And then some more of the nasty stuff came out of his penis and this time it shot right down her throat!

"Oh, fuck, Penelope," Santa said. He let up a little bit on her pigtails, but not enough that she could get away from his cock that was still spewing the nasty stuff into her mouth.

Finally, his cock stopped shooting the stuff, but he kept it in her mouth anyway. He petted her gently on the top of her head.

"Swallow it now, Penelope," he said.

She did. She swallowed it. Not because she wanted to, but because she would do whatever Santa asked her to do. If he wanted her to swallow the nasty stuff that his penis shot in her mouth, she would. And she did.

Santa sat down on the bench and Penelope noticed that his face was all red. She climbed on his lap.

"Here," he said, picking up the bowl of melty ice cream that was sitting on the bench. "This will help make it taste better." He got a bunch of gooey ice cream on the spoon and held it up to her and she ate it. It did help a little bit with the bad taste in her mouth.

"Thanks, Santa," she said after she swallowed the ice cream.

"Let me see your toy, now, Penelope," he said.

The little girl handed Santa her new shiny metal toy. He turned it on and it started humming, and the noise of it humming made her feel all tingly and excited again, and when Santa lifted her jumper up again, she was so thrilled! She spread her legs and he touched the little toy to her button and it just felt so wonderful!

Santa rubbed the toy all over her slit, up and down, sometimes pressing it against her button, sometimes pushing the tip of it into her slit and inside her a little ways. It felt so good, Santa really knew what he was doing with that little toy! He was way better at using the toy than she was. And pretty soon she was starting to shake and shimmy as the toy made all sorts of wonderful feelings float all around inside her body, and her heart was beating really hard and really light and she thought she was going to pee and pass out. It was almost scary for Penelope, how good Santa was making her feel with that little toy.

"Penelope," Santa said in a shaky whisper, "Santa's going to... going to put his cock inside you now."

Penelope just nodded. Right then, she wanted Santa's cock inside her more than anything in the whole wide world!

Santa lifted her up, he was so strong it was just like she was a little doll in his hands. As he lifted her, he turned her over and set her down, so that her knees were on the ground, and he pushed on her back until her chest and her face where pressed down on the bench. And then he knelt behind her.

Penelope felt Santa reach down and spread her slit open, and then she felt him press the head of his penis into her. Almost immediately, it hurt. She could hear Santa's breath, he was breathing very hard, and she felt his head filling the opening to her vagina and she felt a very sharp pain. She let out a little cry, and Santa let up a little.

"It'll be OK, Penelope," he said, and he reached his hand out and stroked her hair. It made her feel better, to hear his reassuring words and to feel him being so gentle with her. And when he pushed in again, she felt his head go much deeper into her. It still hurt, but it also felt wonderful to be filled up so full in her vagina with Santa's huge cock. She liked the feeling of being so full! Even though it hurt, it felt really good, too.

Santa pulled back and pushed in again, and again, and then...

Santa started fucking her. She knew what fucking was, she'd watched her daddy do this to her mama many times. She felt so lucky! She was the luckiest little girl on Earth, to get to be fucked by this beautiful man, this beautiful fake Santa with the glimmering blue eyes. She couldn't really see his face from where she was, so she closed her eyes and just imagined his beautiful face, all red from the pleasure her body was givi/png him.

"Oh, Penelope," he whispered. His cock was all the way inside her now, sliding in and out, going faster. It hurt little Penelope a lot. Each time he pushed into her it made her want to cry. But she was so happy anyway, so happy that Santa was fucking her! She felt like such a big girl now, like a woman. She had her own boyfriend now, and she would let him fuck her whenever he wanted to, because she loved him.

"Oh, Penelope," he whispered again, soft and low and shaky. It sounded like he was getting so much pleasure from this, and that made her so happy. He reached out and ran his fingers in her hair as he slid his cock in and out of her, over and over. He wrapped his fingers around one of her pigtails, and when he pulled on it, she got so excited! She just knew that he was going to shoot his stuff inside her now! That nasty stuff that he shot in her mouth, she knew that he was going to shoot it in her pussy now and she was so happy!

"Oh, Santa," she said, trying to look up at him. "Shoot your nasty stuff in my pussy!"

"Oh Penelope!" he said, louder this time, his voice all shaky. "Oh my baby! Oh my beautiful baby girl take my cum!"

He pulled really hard on her pigtail, and at the same time shoved his cock as deep into her as it could go, and he let out a long, low groan and she felt so full right then, she didn't care about the pain at all, she just wanted him as deep inside her as he could go. And then she felt it! She felt her pussy suddenly get even more full, and warm, and wet, and she knew Santa was shooting his nasty stuff. He was shooting his cum deep inside her!

Santa pulled his penis out of her. It felt really good to have it out of her, because it was hurting so badly, but she was sort of sorry to have it gone, too, because she loved how full it made her feel. Santa stood up. "Thank you, Penelope," he said softly, touching her back.

She felt his stuff leaking out of her pussy, and she turned over and gave a little smile to Santa and pulled her panties back on.

"Well," Santa said to her, "I need to get back to work, my break is over." She nodded, so disappointed that he was going to leave. "And you need to get back to your parents."

"Yeah," she said, trying to hide how disappointed she was.

"You're right, Penelope, you have been nice." Santa gave her a sweet smile. "But you are a little naughty, too, aren't you?"

She grinned, her cheeks getting pink. "Yes, Santa, I'm a little naughty, too."

They held hands as they walked back out of the dark grey hallway and into the mall, and right before they left the hallway, Santa took her in his arms and lifted her up and gave her a great big kiss.

"I love you, Santa," Penelope said.

"I love you too, Penelope," Santa said.

Penelope ran back to where the big comfy chairs in the middle of the mall. Her bottom and her insides hurt, so it was hard for her to run, and she could still feel Santa's stuff leaking out of her pussy and making her panties all wet. But even so, she ran as fast as she could because she knew that what Santa had done to her could get him in trouble, and she didn't want that! She loved him! She was so happy when she got to the big comfy chairs, and there was her daddy, still asleep. As she sat down next to him he opened one eye.

"Where were you, girl?" he said.

"Santa bought me some ice cream!"

Penelope's daddy looked at her out of his one eye and gave her a little smile, and then closed his eye again.

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For the next adventure in Penelope's and Santa's love affair, see Santa's Special Christmas Gift Part Two.

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