Date: Tue, 15 Dec 2020 14:46:46 -0600 From: shiro kumachaser Subject: Grandpa is a mall Santa - 04 The following story is fictional. None of the events, characters, or locations are real. Please do not read if you are under 18 or if the content is illegal in your jurisdiction. I am grateful to Nifty for posting my stories. If you enjoyed my story or any others on this site then please show your appreciation and donate whatever you can afford. Every little helps. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html No part of this story may be reproduced in whole or in part in any manner without the permission of the owner. -------------------------------------------- Grandpa is a mall Santa Part 04 by Shirokuma Chaser 2020 © contact me and share your thoughts at shirokumachaser@gmail.com ---------------------------------------------- Pops and I were laying on his small bed, but for me it was the most cozy place in the world because I was using his chubby body as a mattress. He was placid sleeping after an erotic morning of sex with me, I was awake all the time, just enjoying a prolonged afterglow of the lovemaking. The calmness of his breathing and soft snoring kept me mesmerized, he was bracing me with one arm, pressing me against his furry torso, my nose was between his manboobs, I would prefer to smell his musky scent but we had a deserved bath moments ago so his clean aroma was mildly ok. After a couple of hours he woke up and his eyes searched mine, then he said "Good morning Pauly, it's really nice to find you still here with me, I hope I can always wake up like this", his comment got me chills, that was my most inner desire, and the family taboo aspect was exciting too, so I just answered "Me too, Pops". He suggested we move on and make my bed again, my sheets were with the laundry due the mess we did with our mixed fluids at dawn, after he took my cherry. We needed to get dressed with regular clothes and unlock the main door too, it would be strange for my parents to ask for permission to enter the apartment. The rest of the day was uneventful, we used our alone time to trace a plan for our future lovemaking sessions before mom and dad returned, because with the current family schedule it will be complicated. For Pops the next day will be the first as an officially trained mall Santa Claus. He told me he will work 50 days non stop till Xmas, with a shift of 12 hours from 9am to 9pm with small coffee breaks and an hour to eat (even Santa needs to rest), but the payment will worth it, around 9000 dollars, less a 10% fee for his agency, 500 dollars for the crimson outfit and 500 dollars for the union he needed to affiliate to, around 7000 dollars for him. He told me "Pauly, we can't make love every morning, today was a special and risky one but we need to keep taking breakfast with your parents, and you can't go to school smelling like a cumrag, and not even think about weekends, with your parents here and I at work will be impossible, so the only solution is that you bring me my afternoon meals to the mall and we can use part of the lunch break to keep this alive", I was terrified with his idea and stay quiet for a long time analyzing his proposal, he was right about every aspect, there was no other choice, or I go to get fucked at the mall or I would need to wait till the end of Xmas season. The idea of risky sex encounters with Pops was the supreme motivation for a teenager full of hormones, and if he wears his Santa outfit while taking me to the moon and back it will fulfil my lust for the big red jolly good fellow, that train of thoughts erased any doubt I had. So I answered "Yes Pops, I'll do it" with a smirk on my face. That night during dinner Pops told my parents about our plan of regular visits to the mall, keeping aside the sex part obviously, and they were agree, Mom said "I think is a good idea, because if you eat fast food from the mall every day your money will ran out very fast", and I added "I will prepare Pops meals after school". Ater the long dinner chatting Pops and I called it a day, and again slept together on my bed like yesterday, nude and spooning, this will be our new tradition, but it was a lame we cannot do more than soft cuddlings and small kisses to avoid suspicious noises, and my tender ass needed to rest a little anyway. The next day I awakened with soreness in my anus, the three fucks Pops gave me the previous morning were finally reflected in my ass. Pops recommended to use an aloe vera cream to get more comfortable, I was walking funny to school, taking classes was literally a pain in the ass that I had to endure, but I didn't regret anything. After classes I prepared some sandwiches and hurried to be with grandpa, when I arrived he was with the last kid of the session, I could see he was doing a good job, the kid was happy and was very talkative, telling his wish list, his mom surely was memorizing it. Two ladies dressed as elves were informing the approaching families about the incoming lunch break and the returning time of Santa to avoid a queue at this hour. Santa needed their help to control the kids and to take the photo memory they sell to parents. When one of the elves saw me walking to the escenario she told me to return in an hour, then I told her I was the grandson of Pops, and she acknowledge grandad told her I was coming, so she lead me to an improvised backstage room they use to take the breaks, a sort of camping tent with a round table, some chairs, the coffee maker and cookies. A couple of minutes later Pops came in, he was glad, he really enjoyed talking with kids. We ate our sandwiches and then the big question came "Pops, where are we going to... you know?", and he smiled, approached my ear and answered "Oh, my little Pauly, we need to go to the bathroom, you go first and send me a sms when the coast is clear". Instead of freaking me out this idea turned me on even more. The tent had a back door to allow a discreet exit, designed to avoid kids seeing Santa walking out the area. I went to the bathroom and did what Pops told me, there was only one man and his son using the urinals and I took the last stall and closed the door, the man and the kid finished their business and left, I was alone and sent the message. The waiting time seemed like hours but finally he arrived and closed and locked the main door from inside "come out Pauly, I put the `out of order' sign". When I came out I saw him wearing a long black coat, he told me he needed to leave the crimson robe in the tent and cover the rest of the outfit with this coat to avoid breaking the heart of small kids who cross paths with him in the bathroom, that was a procedure learned in the training program. When he removed the outer garment he was wearing his black boots, red pants and vest, his hat was hiding inside a pocket, he put it over his head after he hanged the coat on the stall divisions, so even if the costume was not complete it was acceptable due the circumstances. Santa came closer and I dropped to my knees in front of the sinks, he unzipped his pants and released his family jewels, I took long sniffs of his musky area, my Santa was a manly man after all, I licked clean his nuts and the skin of his member, then engulfed his swelling penis to let it grow in my mouth, I was grabbing his red legs to keep the balance of my body and his hands were caressing my hair. When his meaty road reached its full length I was gagging to accommodate it, this was my second blow job experice so i needed to learn more tricks, but Pops was content with my performance so far. After some minutes of non stop slurping Pops told me to get up to take my ass, I declined the offer, explaining my soreness and he was ok with it, so he fucked my mouth instead, his long penis was gaining terrain in my throat, inch by inch, and didn't care of my complains about breathing troubles, he was an expert on control the situation, seconds before I could faint from asphyxiation he removed his penis to allow me to breathe enough and buried his meat again, repeating the process until he told me to take a long deep inhalation and endure the final thrust, he exploded inside my esophagus, sending 7 or 8 ropes direct to my stomach, and in his way out I could taste again his flavor, devouring the remains of his urethra, drying the content of his balls. The next thing surprised me by far, he put me over the sink countertops and told me he will return the favor, so my Pops was going to blow my meat and I was more than ok with that, my grandpa will take another cherry from me, after the oral assault two days ago and the ramming of my bowels from yesterday I was running out of virginities to offer. Pops engulfed my penis and I was leaned against the mirrors on the wall, I could see myself being eaten alive for this polar bear dressed as Santa Claus, what an erotic view!!... I lost my mind into the lewd heaven and my orgasm wasn't delayed, I don't know how much I cummed but I felt fulfilled. Pops slurped, cleaning my crotch and said to me "Thank you Pauly, that was delicious"..I couldn't answer, I was dizzy from his expert tongue movements. When I came back to earth and we rearranged our clothes properly, Pops told me to hide again in one of the stalls, allow him to get out of the bathroom and wait some minutes before leaving the place to go home. That day I only asked for oral pleasures because my hole really needed to rest, but the idea of future experiences in that mall kept me aroused. This Xmas season will be the magical one. ----------------------- will this continue? If you liked please contact me and share your thoughts at shirokumachaser@gmail.com. flares will be ignored