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My First Santa

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I have a fond memory... it was Christmas and we were at the mall. I just had to sit on Santa's lap and tell him to bring me some toys. When my turn came I sat on his lap and proceeded with my list of goods. I was a little nervous and wiggled about. Plus I kept slipping off his lap. I didn't know that I was actually rubbing my young firm buttocks against his crotch. By the time I got to the third item on my list I felt a hard lump against the back of my thighs. Santa had a sly foxy grin I'll never forget. There were no other kids in line so I had Mr. Kringle to myself. His hands became comfortable and held me by the waist and ended up on my thigh. Keep in mind that I'm still fidgeting about. Santa managed to let out a soft groan. I finished my list and gave him a smooch on the cheek. He put up a "be right back" sign. A few months later an incident with an uncle of mine where I was sitting on his lap gave me a flashback of Santa. From that point on I've had a "Santa fetish." I'm in my 30's and I still have a masturbation fantasy about the big, jolly man and how I would love to slide up and down his "north pole." I really get off thinking how he stuffs his yule log in my chimney. Santa has given me lots of toys over the years and I'm glad I gave him a hard on and something to jack off to that cold December day years ago. Now I have a different "toy list"... and Santa please bring extra batteries.

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