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(Mf, oral) *** 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 = *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* 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. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 35