PUBLIC SEX • CHRISTMAS PROMPT STORY

The Naughty Mom on Santa’s Lap

She came into the grotto sad at first.

“Ho, ho, ho!” I cheered. “Send in the next one.”

The tent opened, and a woman walked inside. The grotto was dark, with some dim lights and a fake fireplace among other Christmas decorations. It looked exactly what I imagined Santa’s log cabin lounge would look like.

“Um,” I started.

“My daughter doesn’t want to come in, so I’m taking her place,” the woman said.

The elf closed the tent flap.

“Very well,” I said.

The woman was quite pretty, with round hips and dark blonde hair tied up into a ponytail. She looked like any regular mom you’d see walking in the mall with her kids.

“I’ll just sit here,” she said, sitting down on my lap.

Her soft ass cheeks pushed against my cock.

“They usually sit here in front of me on the rug,” I said.

“Do you mind me sitting on your lap then?” she asked.

“No, this is fine,” I responded.

“What do you want for Christmas?” I asked.

It felt weird.

“Some sexy lingerie. My husband never touches me anymore. Something titillating might get him interested again,” she said.

“But you are beautiful. I can’t imagine that you need to do much for him to give you some attention,” I said.

“He’s lost interest over the years. I don’t look the way I did ten years ago,” she continued. “But I’m barely thirty-five. He probably wants somebody younger, somebody with a firmer pair of tits.”

I couldn’t help but stare down at her cleavage. A hint of black lace stuck out the top.

“I’ll, uh, see what I can do about that lingerie,” I said.

“Do you think my tits look saggy?” she asked.

Before I could say a word, she started unbuttoning her blouse. She turned to straddle me, then pulled her bra out, allowing he breasts to pop out. Her skirt rose a bit, exposing her upper thighs.

“Holy shit,” I said.

“Are they that bad?” she asked.

They were bigger than I’d imagined. Her natural beauty aroused me even more. Her nipples were dark and slightly erect.

“Feel them,” she said, placing my hands on them.

I grabbed them, feeling the softness of her breasts.

“They look great,” I stuttered. “And feel great too. I love a natural pair of tits… I mean breasts.”

I ran my hands over her thighs, pushing her skirt back, revealing her black panties.

She didn’t object.

I moved my hand between her spread legs, feeling her pussy through the black cotton. I rubbed my fingers over the front, feeling her thick lips. She sat in complete silence as I continued rubbing the front of her underwear. I felt her wetness seeping through, causing it to stick to her lips.

“Hmmm,” she moaned, closing her eyes.

I could see her nipples growing harder in front of my eyes.

I leaned down, lifted her breast, and wrapped my lips around her nipple.

“Hmmm,” she moaned louder as I sucked her nipples, giving each one the same amount of attention.

“Your husband is an idiot,” I whispered, pulling my head back.

She leaned down and kissed me, sliding her tongue into my mouth. I grabbed the top of my Santa trousers and jerked it down with my underwear. I pulled her panties to the side, exposing her pussy lips. She had some trimmed pubic hair. I rubbed her cunt with my fingers, the wet sound filling the grotto.

She bucked her hips, kissing me more vigorously.

I grabbed her hips and pulled her closer. A moment later I slid my pulsating erection straight into her soaking wet cunt.

“Ah, ah!” she stuttered into my mouth.

I kept my grip on her hips and started fucking her hard. My pelvis slammed into hers as I made frantic love on my Santa’s seat.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned, riding me harder.

She buried her face in my puffy red shoulder, biting down on my outfit as she cried out loudly. Her entire body convulsed and shook, while her pussy clenched my cock like a vice.

I could feel a tightness in my balls.

I pulled her as close as I could, keeping my cock deep inside as I exploded, spurting my big load deep into her womb. She rode me for a few more seconds, milking all the cum from my cock.

A few moments later, she sat up again. Her body was still trembling. She wiped some tears from her flushed face.

“That was amazing,” she said.

She stood up, slightly wobbly on her feet, and fixed herself up.

“Are you done in there?” the elf called.

“Almost,” I stammered, my heart still racing.

“Thank you,” she said. “I needed that.”

I watched as she walked back out.

“I’m going to need to take a break,” I said. “Get Paul to cover the rest of today.”

She surprised me from behind at the pool: