What could she do? This was Christmas. This was money for kids’ toys. Her boss obviously wanted her to do this. Her eyes scanned the smiling faces around the room. Apparently, everyone wanted her to do this.

Suddenly, even with a cock in her mouth, she was smiling, and everyone could see it. This was a GREAT career opportunity for her. And, undoubtedly, it could be lots of fun.

“Hmm hmm hmm hmmm (Merry Christmas)!” she sang, happily, looking right into the camera with big, bright eyes. And then she nodded.

“You’ll keep sucking from now until store closing on Christmas Eve?” she was asked again.

Now with confidence, she nodded again. “Hmm hmmmmm (of course),” she answered, happily.

The cheer from outside was thunderous. Everyone inside was applauding loudly too. Kaitlin knew she’d made the right choice. And Robert was speaking into the camera again.

“Best of all… the store manager has agreed to extend store hours, so that Kaitlin will be here, spreading her special brand of Christmas cheer, from 8 am to 10 pm every day, seven days a week, for each of the twelve days until Christmas.”

“Hmmm?” Kaitlin asked, it suddenly dawning on her that she’d just committed to 14 hours of blowjobs every day for the next dozen days. But the applause was too loud for anyone to hear her question; and the camera already was back on the ‘announcer’ of these glad tidings. And, just as soon as any apprehension entered her head, it was replaced by a sense of extreme fun. This would be GREAT! The announcer was nodding and smiling at Kaitlin, too.

“So, for those of you patiently waiting outside, please just give Kaitlin a few more minutes to blow our fourth friend and… of course… Santa Clause (laughter sounded both outside and inside), and then the store will open its doors to receive any and all who want to see Santa or his special little helper, our own Kaitlin Smith!”

And then the camera was back on Kaitlin. And what could she do but make a big gesture with her hand encouraging ALL the men to come see her. Soon, a red Santa hat was on her head and she was lovingly blowing ‘Robin Hood’ (what she now privately called the bandit leader) himself, all the while smiling up at him appreciatively with her big brown eyes. With a microphone held up to him to capture everything he said for television, he kept calling Kaitlin a dirty, little slut; promising to bring in 200 of the ‘biggest, baddest mother-fuckers of all time to pork your little mouth’; and then shoving his rigid rod as hard as he could down Kaitlin’s poor throat. Kaitlin thought he was very sweet.

“Ho! Ho! Ho!” said Santa as he stepped up next. Kaitlin had often had a fantasy about blowing a man in a Santa Claus outfit. Now here he was. “Oh Kaitlin,” he said. “You’ve DEFINITELY been a very good girl this year!” he noted as she deep throated him and held him deep for several seconds. The felt of his red suit tickled her nose.

The cameramen were directing her now, telling her which way to look, when and how much to tilt her head, when to go deep, and how long to hold it. Kaitlin proudly posed with Santa and did exactly what she was told. She also tried to go deeper and deeper with every deep throat, to prove to everyone what a really good girl she could be. When she finally managed to push her nose into Santa’s belly, she was very, very, VERY pleased with herself. Santa’s big, white-gloved hand held her head there while she turned her eyes towards the huge collection of cameras that now had gathered to capture this wonderful event.

Julie, the elf, meanwhile had started blowing the store owner, and she too was posing for the cameras, all the while hoping that her Mom and Dad were catching this all on TV.

Finally the doors were opened, and a huge crowd of people streamed in, hundreds lining up to see Santa, and seemingly an equally long line of smiling men waiting to see Kaitlin (and Julie). Two other pretty young salesclerks dressed in sweaters and pants soon were on their knees too, to help out, and the camera bounced between the four of them… but it largely rested on Kaitlin, who was so excited to be the center of attention like this.

At one point, one guy asked the older woman directing traffic (to Kaitlin, Julie, Monica or Christie) if Kaitlin would do ass-to-mouth.

“She’s wearing pants,” he was told, calmly.

“But I could go from Julie’s ass to Kaitlin’s mouth,” he suggested, his eyes darting quickly over to Julie’s short skirt and obvious red panties.

The woman glanced over at Julie too, and nodded that it might work. She approached Kaitlin and whispered in her ear. Then Kaitlin looked at the man and nodded happily.

“Hmm hmmm (of course),” she replied.

Soon, Julie was leaning over the side of Santa’s sleigh with her satin red panties down around her ankles and this guy’s rigid rod up her ass. They waited until Kaitlin had swallowed her most recent load, and then the man quickly pulled out of Julie and rushed over the Kaitlin. Julie had felt the urge to go to the bathroom for awhile, and so the man’s cock was covered in shit. Kaitlin saw the shit literally hanging down from the guys cock, but happily took him inside her mouth. As she closed her mouth, she could feel the feces squish against her tongue and spread out to cover it. She almost puked, but closed her eyes tight for a moment until the urge subsided a bit; and then she started trying to drum up as much saliva as she could. She bobbed her head back and forth about fifty times in rapid succession, and then pulled off to swallow Julie’s shit. Then she eagerly returned her mouth to the man’s cock; she thought it was fun that it still tasted much like shit, and made sure to enjoy it.

The guy left an extra big $40 tip.

The other girls worked their regular shifts and took breaks as needed, but not Kaitlin. She stayed on her knees blowing one man after another after another. During his breaks, Santa sometimes came back for a blowjob from Kaitlin, and he always received priority. Kaitlin was so happy to see him each time.

The whole city was great. TV coverage of the event was sold to all the networks, all proceeds beyond expenses going to charity. CBKTV pre-empted several programs so that more and more of Kaitlin was on TV. A special video crew was sent over to make a special video that would be for sale… again with all proceeds going to charity. By the third day, you couldn’t flip through the channels without having live coverage of her on several channels; and every store had rapidly selling copies of Kaitlin’s video in their front windows.

She worked well past 10 that first night… to just past eleven. The next day, everyone was quite a bit better prepared for the day’s events. A furniture store down the street had donated a little red cushion with Kaitlin’s name embroidered onto it in white scripted letters, for her to kneel on; and several little green cushions were distributed to the other girls. Kaitlin commented on how ‘cute’ they were, and how ‘sweet’ everyone was being to her, just prior to having her mouth porked again by Santa. The store also had hired a studio photographer to take still pictures of Kaitlin and the other girls posing while blowing each customer, which could be purchased for a $5 donation. Totally free, EVERYONE received a nice big 8x11 of Kaitlin on her knees blowing Santa. It’d been taken at the end of the previous day, after letting Kaitlin freshen up a bit, so that she was wearing her black pants, red sweater and heels in the picture, her mouth full, but her head tilted to look straight into the camera and her eyes open wide. It was a VERY pretty shot of her. Throughout the week, she found herself signing the back of these photos even while blowing someone else… but, of course, she didn’t mind.

As well, several other stations had TV crews there to capture the day’s events, and the area in which Kaitlin and the other girls kneeled was cleared away to accommodate everyone. There also were flat screen TVs throughout the store now, and six (instead of the previous day’s two) big flat-screens outside to accommodate the even longer line of people expected for Santa and Kaitlin today. If that wasn’t enough, in addition to Kaitlin’s videos, there was a big flat screen TV tuned in to Kaitlin in almost every store-front window in town.

Kaitlin herself returned in a beautiful red and green Xmas sweater with big white snow flakes the station had gifted her with, and wearing nice chocolate brown pants, plus heels. The line-up was so long, they opened early, as soon as she’d finished blowing Santa. She got so good at deep throating that she could press her little nose into any guy’s belly. She blew everybody, 18 years old and up. Her favourite was a really sweet 95-year old man who told her this was the first blowjob he’d had in 50 years. She felt really good about doing him, and very proud when he shot a load into her mouth.

On Day #3, all the staff were wearing a specially-made t-shirt with that same picture of Kaitlin blowing Santa on it in the front… and the words – Donate 4 Toys – on the back. And they were selling these t-shirts outside and in almost every store in town for $20 each, all proceeds beyond expenses going to buy toys. Kaitlin came to ‘work’ wearing a pretty white sweater with a big green Christmas tree on the front, and flatteringly-tight 5-pocket navy jeans, a narrow white belt, and black 2-inch heels, all gifts from a women’s clothing store and a shoe store in the adjoining mall. Everyone loved how lovely Kaitlin looked in those jeans… they were so nicely snug in the seat.

But the fun really started on Day #4. Kaitlin was back wearing her black pants, this time with a new blue and white sweater with white snowflakes she’d been given, and new black heels. She had just finished swallowing her morning ‘gift’ from Santa, when she noticed how broadly everyone was smiling.

“What’s going on?” she asked, her voice full of suspicion, from her knees.

“Welllll…” the store manager drawled. “It turns out that someone has been pretty jealous about all the special attention his friend Santa has been getting… so he’s come to ‘talk’ to you.”

Kaitlin made a move as if to stand up, but her manager stopped her.

“No,” he said. “You just stay EXACTLY as you are.”

So Kaitlin rested her bum back on her heels and waited.

That’s when some movement caught her eye to her left and she turned to look. Immediately, her face was in her hands and she was laughing hysterically.

Everyone applauded as they led ‘Blitzen’ in.

Again, Kaitlin made a movement as if to stand, but a gentle but firm hand on her shoulder let her know she was okay where she was. They did have to have her scoot over on her knees and turn a little bit to her left. But finally she was perfectly positioned, just to the side of Blitzen’s hind end, her right hand on his left haunch to steady him.

Kaitlin was a little nervous getting right under the beast, because he must have weighed 600-800 pounds at least. But the reindeer’s owner had come along and assured her that someone in the front and another in the back should steady him. So she crawled on under and gasped at what awaited her. This would be fun!

He did get a little bit excited when Kaitlin first started on him; but a pretty elf named Stacey held his reins and petted his head, and a strong young man from the second floor held his arm across Blitzen’s back. Kaitlin had to lean in a bit to get what she wanted, but she kept her head tilted and her eyes turned towards the camera, as best she could, and the cameramen from all the stations (and the studio photographer) all worked very cooperatively, making room for each other to squat down and capture everything on film. A plus that Kaitlin later was told about and that made her very pleased was that her leaning into and under Blitzen like this exposed her behind wonderfully, her nice black pants pulled tighter than ever to really flatter her. We even could see the outline of the Christmassy red satin bikini panties she was wearing every day now, having been gifted with about thirty pair by a local lingerie store. We told her how nice her panty-line looked, and she was very pleased she’d worn her pants instead of jeans that day, so the line would show as clearly as it did.

But, best of all, this was entirely unexpected extra fun for Kaitlin, whose last words before actually starting on Blitzen were… “Where are the rest of them?” (Words she’d be reminded of, and that definitely would make her laugh the next day.)

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