The shopping mall was emptying rapidly as the snow fell from the December sky. I'd seen the crowd gather around Father Christmas earlier, but they had vanished into the night. I'd had feelings for women for a while so when I realised that Father Christmas was a cute blonde in a red satin santa outfit, who gave me a distinct thrill, I decided not to fight my urge.

I walked over, admiring her blonde shimmering hair. She was a sexy Santa, not Santa-sized at all but a slim long legged babe with a jaw dropping cleavage. Her eyes were large and the most startling green I'd ever seen.

"Hi." she said in a little voice, smiling at me.

"Hello." I replied, catching my breath as I gazed into her eyes.

"Can I help you?" she asked. I came out with it.

"Can I tell you what I'd like for Christmas?"

She grinned.

"Yeah, I'd like that."

My long wavy black hair fell into my face. I could feel myself bursting with dirty thoughts.

"Erm, well I'd love you to let me undress you."

She smiled and beckoned me into her grotto.

"As you've been good all year, go ahead."

I couldn't believe my luck - or that I'd been so brazen - as I followed her into the grotto.

Once inside, I removed her suit. It felt odd undressing santa but I was soon distracted by her gorgeous body. She was bra-less, but her breasts remained pert. Her sexy G-string showed off her tight arse to perfection and her red nipples stood on end. I trailed a hand down her body.

"You're beautiful, Santa."

She giggled.

"My real name's Britney"

I'd wanked my self for hours a night over Britney Spears but this babe was hotter.

"Nice name." I replied befor gently sucking on her nipple. Soon she was groaning.

"I want you."

She tugged at my denim jacket which I helped take off

"Oh! Your body's amazing." she moaned.

I carried her in my arms and laid her bare underneath the sparkling tree. I parted her toned legs and removed her G-string. I could smell her wetness as she massaged my breasts and kissed me deeply, our tongues swishing around, licking, sucking and snogging.

My heart was racing as she spread her legs to reveal a gorgeous pussy. Her pubes were neatly trimmed and her juice glistened under the lights. I started to kiss down her body, first her neck, then her breasts, then her flat stomach, then her thighs and, only when she was pleading for me to make her come, did I move to her centre.

She was dripping wet, which made my own pussy twitch. I gently flicked my tongue over her clit, and she let out a moan. She tasted amazing and I eagerly lapped away.

"Wait." she cried. "I want to taste you too."

She turned me around until we were in a 69 position. Feeling her suck on my clit was incredible. I looked down at her, feeling her lick my creamy depths. She pushed a finger inside me, then two, and began to fuck me with her fingers while her tongue worked on my clit. It didn't take long for me to come.

My tongue was busy too. I could feel her clit swelling between my lips and, as I flickered my tongue into her hole, she started to moan.

"I'm coming."

Her soft skin melted in to mine and we hugged. Soon, the kissing turned me on again.

"D you like to watch?" I asked.

"Oh yes."

I then reached for my pocket vibrator and brought myself to orgasm, wanking over Britney. She was clearly as aroused as I was and fingered herself until she came.

I kissed her and disapeared into the December night with her mobile number, wishing that my boring boyfriend would buy her for me for Christmas. After all, everyone gets excited when they know Santa's coming...