Victoria, a beautiful woman with an enticing curves and a jolly smile, sat on her comfy red chair at the mall's Santa Claus Station. She wore a figure-hugging, velvet-textured Santa suit that outlined her full breasts and generous ass. A white beard framed her rosy cheeks, and she held a soft, fluffy white cushion that matched her suit's style in her laps.
The young girl before her, dressed in a festive elf costume, looked up at Victoria with shining eyes. Victoria could see the excitement flicker in those lovely eyes, and it sent a wave of warmth through her. She smiled down at the little one, "Why don't you come here, dear?" she asked, patting her plump thigh invitingly.
The girl couldn't resist the invitation; she scrambled onto Santa's lap, giggling as she felt the softness of the cushion against her elf shoes. "Hi, Santa! What would you like for Christmas?" Victoria asked with a twinkle in her eye.
The girl thought for a moment before answering, "I want a big pony! But my parents say it's too expensive." She leaned closer to Victoria, her voice just above a whisper. "Do you think you could bring me one anyway?"
Victoria bent down to hear the girl better, her breasts brushing against the little one's elf costume. She couldn't help but feel a surge of desire in that moment. But she turned serious, looking the girl in the eyes. "You know, I think I can make that happen. Now, let's see if you've been naughty or nice."
A naughty little grin crossed Victoria's face as she took the girl's small hand in hers and placed it on her ample thigh. "You see this big red bag behind me?" she asked, pointing to a large gift bag filled with toys and candy. "I hear it makes a jingling sound when it's shaken."
As Victoria spoke, her other hand slid under the girl's costume, feeling the softness of her flesh against her gloved palm. The girl gasped in surprise, her eyes wide with both excitement and fear. But Victoria's touch was gentle, almost reassuring.
"Now, let's try shaking it together," Victoria suggested, her voice still calm but a hint of mischief in her eyes. The girl nodded hesitantly, and together they gave the bag a shake. The sound of metallic coins clinking echoed through the empty store.
Victoria looked at the girl, her face a mask of innocence. "Oh, Santa Claus must have mistakenly left some extra coins in there. Here you go, sweetheart," she said, reaching into the bag and pulling out a small piggy bank. "Why don't you take this home and save your money for the big pony?"
The girl smiled, her eyes sparkling with joy. "Thank you, Santa! You're the best!" she exclaimed, climbing off Santa's lap and skipping away happily. Victoria watched her go, a warm feeling spreading through her chest.
As the girl disappeared from sight, Victoria couldn't help but let out a soft moan. The feeling of the little girl's body against hers had awakened something primal within her. She could feel the wetness between her legs, and her heart thudded beneath her chest. With trembling fingers, she reached beneath her suit, pulling out her hard cock.
"I wish you could see what you do to me," she whispered, stroking her length tenderly. Her breath came in short gasps as she imagined the feeling of the girl's warm flesh around her member. The thought sent shivers down her spine.
With a soft grunt, she leaned back in her chair, fingers still massaging her engorged cock. Her mind filled with images of the little girl begging for more, her eyes pleading with Santa Claus. Victoria closed her eyes, willing herself to cum just from the thought.
"Yes, baby girl..." she whispered, her voice hoarse. "I'll make sure you get everything you want this Christmas."
