Hey guys. Just wanted to give you all a Christmas gift. I began writing this story last night and wanted it done by today. I know I call myself a writer if anything but I haven't really shared anything on this site. So here is something I whipped up last night. Keep in mind this is a definition of a rough draft and I haven't sent it through my normal contacts for revision. So leave comments, ways to improve, what you liked and so on and so forth. Hope it's enjoyable for your holiday season.

Santa's Helper (Fossilbrand) 1615 Words

Tonight is the night that I finally catch that mischievous devil. I've known that Santa wasn't real but my parents always insist that he is. Heck last year I heard someone downstairs and when I went to go check I saw my dad go into the bathroom with the tree full of presents. I'm not even a kid anymore. I'm 18, going off to college soon and occasionally drink with my parents. So why the hell are my parents not budging on this?
Doesn't matter though. I'm going to go and catch my dad in the act. I just wish that there was a bit more closet space. But detectives can't hide in plain sight so this will have to do. Although I do hope he makes his move soon. I'm starting to find this closet a little too comfortable. And with the heat at a nice, warm temperature, I'm afraid I'm gonna get too sleepy. All I have to do is stop yawning. Stop yawning, and focus...


I woke up to a loud thud. I quickly shook the cobwebs out of my head and went to peek out of the crack of the closet. I see a figure outside. I can't really make out the details but whoever it is, they are right next to the tree. I open the door and authoritatively say “Got you dad!”
I was met by the most adorable face as she went from confusion to annoyance. She stood up wearing a Christmas hat, a red jacket that didn't leave anything to the, ample, imagination, red pants that clung in all the right places, and adorable green shoes with tiny bells on them. “Hey you. You're supposed to be sleeping” she said as she approached me tapping the side of her glasses.
“Umm, who are you and what are you doing in my house?”
She came close to me looking directly at me with her pouting face. I tried not to look at her cute expression so I darted my eyes down only to see her chest being pushed out of her jacket.
“Well James, it seems like you are on the nice list but the way you're acting” she said as she gave a sly smile, “I would think you were being naughty.”
At first I didn't get what she meant by that, but her readjusting her jacket caused me to snap back to my senses. I looked at her face which still held that grin on her face. I shook my head and returned to my resolute demeanor. “Look. Why don't you just get out of here and we'll call it a night huh?”
“Well then how am I supposed to deliver all these presents?”
“Presents? Don't tell me that you're Santa?”
She let out a cute laugh as she grabbed her sides. As angry as I wanted to feel for being mocked, I couldn't help but still be attracted to her. It was like she had this aura about her that I just couldn't look away from.
“Hey I'm serious. After all why would you be delivering presents?”
“Sorry James” she said as wiped away her tears. “I didn't think that someone thought one man could go to every house.” She straightened up her posture and put on her cute expression again. “My name is Carol and I'm one of Santa's helpers. I go around a certain area and help deliver his gifts to the good boys and girls around the world.”
This time it was my turn to clutch my sides and laugh. She stood there annoyed while I continued laughing but that didn't matter to me now. I couldn't believe anything that ridiculous. Not only did she think she was someone's imaginary helper, but she thinks that she's some glorified UPS guy.
She stomped her foot and put on that cute pout. “What are you laughing at? I'm being serious.”
Hearing that made me laugh even harder. I couldn't look at her annoyed look upon me. So I turned away from her to try and regain my composure. I was taking deeper breaths and soon I wasn't giggling as often. I turned around to see her arms crossed looking as mad as ever.
“Listen I'm sorry. I was just here to find out who's been leaving presents under the tree. Now if you'll be so kind as to leave, that would be wonderful.”
“But I am the one who has been leaving presents. I swear your father wasn't this much of a pain last year. He was actually sweet.”
“Wait, what?”
“Yeah. Your dad came down last Christmas. So I made him forget me.”
“How?”
Carol gave a seductive grin as she walked forward slowly putting one leg in front of the other and swinging her chest from side to side until she was a few inches from my face.
“Awww. Poor little boy. Did something distract you?” She unzipped a bit more of her jacket to reveal more of her ample cleavage. “I bet little James is getting way to distracted now huh?”
I couldn't stand it. This sexy woman in front of me teasing me with her cleavage. How could I not be distracted? I nodded and said “Yeah. . . distracted.”
Carol grinned. “That's right. It's okay to just stare. Stare and feel yourself starting to feel very aroused. It's okay. Your little mind can't process what's going on and it's okay. Just let me guide you through your arousal.” She started rubbing my crotch with her slender hand while bringing her face to my ear. “I'll be gentle” she whispered.
I am rapidly becoming hard. My breathing quickens. I keep staring at her bountiful cleavage while melting in her hands. It's getting harder to think but that doesn't matter. I just want to be here. Be here with her.
She placed her hand on the back of my head and lowered it towards her cleavage. “Awww it's okay little boy. It's okay to be soo aroused by my breasts. I know you just want to unwrap me and suckle on my perfect breasts don't you? Don't be shy. I can tell just how hard”, she said as she squeezed my balls, “it is to think. It's okay. All you have to do is just let me take care of you.”
She leaned in and started kissing my neck. All I could do was just groan. Carol pushed me back against the wall. Her body leaning more heavily on me. Using one of her hands to guide my face towards her for a deep, passionate kiss. Her other hand toying around with the zipper of my pants slowly releasing my cock.
“Yesss my pet. You are soo aroused aren't you? You cock is soo hard. It's hard to think about anything else but pleasure. Pleasure and obedience. Yes. So hard to think. All you need to do is just relax. Relax and listen to me. It's just soo easy to listen to me as your arousal begins to take over. And we both know who controls your arousal” she said as she grabbed my ever rising cock. “Mistress Carol controls your arousal doesn't she?”
“Ugh. Yes.”
“Mmmm good boy. You're such a good little boy for me. And it's okay to let Mistress Carol take care of things for you. You don't need to think. All you need to do it just feel the pleasure I allow you to feel.” she said as she started jerking my hard cock slowly. “The pleasure that I allow you to feel. The pleasure that I control. The pleasure that you are hopelessly addicted to.”
“Ugh. Yes. . . Addicted.”
Carol looked at me with a grin that was both seductive and in thought. All the while jerking me off slowly that it bordered on torture. After a moment she leaned in and deeply kissed me. Our tongues exploring each others mouths while I groaned in pleasure. When she pulled away from the kiss she let out a cute sigh and opened her eyes.
“You really are cute. Maybe you want to actually see Santa. He could put you to work for the off season and I could get play with you whenever I want. How does that sound” she asked as she was jerking me off faster.
“Soo, good.”
“You wouldn't mind living with me and being my slave after work” she asked with her puppy dog eyes piercing through the last remaining wall of will.”
“I will be, ugh, your pet.”
“I'm glad to hear that pet” she said jerking faster. “It really pleases Mistress that you will be coming back with me. We will be such a good couple. And you wouldn't need anything. Mistress will provide everything for her good little pet. And you will obey me wont you?”
“Yessss.”
“It's yes Mistress Carol to you” she said stroking me faster.
“Yes Mistress Carol.”
“Good boy. Now then I still have a lot of work to do tonight. Why don't you come help Mistress carry some things for me? And during the trip I can tease you even more.” She started unzipping even more to reveal part of her read bra holding her giant breasts in place. All I could do was stare as Mistress Carol was jerking me off.
“Yes Mistress Carol.”
“Good boy. Now come back to my sleigh. We have a lot of work tonight. And some fun to be had along the way” she said with a smirk as she took my penis and guided me out of the house. All I could do was nod in agreement as I began my new life with Mistress Carol.

Damn, dude! This was really hot stuff. Just the kind of thing I like. This will be a tough act for me to follow, that's for sure.