Nick blew in the door in a whirlwind of snow, stomping his feet and cursing under his breath. He knew that it was inevitable that tonight’s event would be cancelled due to the storm. He’d barely stepped five feet into the nearly abandoned mall when his phone dinged.

“Thanks to the snowstorm, 'Santa After Hours' has been cancelled tonight. We’ll be in touch when it has been rescheduled.”

Fuck. He had been very excited for tonight ever since last year’s event. The Adult novelty store (sex shop) in the mall had planned an after-hours event with a naughty Santa as a clever way to boost sales and get rid of some excess stock, discontinued items, and “seconds” that didn’t quite meet a high enough standard - the misfit toys.

Nick had been recruited last year to play the role of “Naughty Santa” primarily because he was an outgoing personality with a chiselled body, which he loved showing off. He thought it was a shame to hide it under a Santa suit, but agreed to do it. He needed the money.

He hadn’t expected what happened that night, but as a result, he couldn’t wait for this year’s event. Last year, horny, scantily clad women sat on his lap, grinding against him. Some flashed their tits at him. Some reached into his pants to stroke his cock. A couple had gone so far as to impale themselves on him. Santa would reward them by sending them home with a misfit toy.

Now the much-anticipated event was cancelled. He was already at the mall and decided to stay there to ride out the storm. Most of the stores were closed, so he didn’t meet anybody as he made his way to the lounge behind the food court, where the event was scheduled to take place.

When he rounded the corner, he stopped abruptly. Sitting there in front of the fireplace, her legs up on the arms of the chair, her breasts spilling out of her dress, was the sexiest Mrs. Claus that Nick had ever seen.

Holly, too, had been stranded at the mall, and sought the warmth and comfort of the lounge, which they had transformed into “The Island of Misfit Sex Toys”. Holly’s eyes widened and she blushed slightly as she took everything in.

There was a one-armed sex doll wearing a Santa hat sitting beside the largest dildo Holly had ever seen. There were leather collars that were missing some spikes. There were misshapen handcuffs, and thigh-high boots made for giants. There were discontinued, outdated vibrators and cock rings, and nipple clamps with two different-sized clamps. You name it, it was there. Misfits.

Holly took her time examining everything - she had plenty of time to kill. A cold droplet of water trickling down her neck from the melting snow made her shiver and shift her attention to the misfit clothing rack. It was time to get out of her wet clothes.

She found a “slutty” Mrs. Claus dress - you know, the short little red dress with a corset top, black belt and white fur trim. A quick look around to make sure she was alone, and Holly stripped out of her wet clothes and pulled on the dress. It really was a size too small, but it would do in a pinch. Her breasts were popping out of the top, and the skirt barely covered her pussy, and definitely didn’t cover her ass.

Hanging her wet clothing over the backs of two chairs in front of the fireplace to dry, Holly fluffed out her wet hair, which fell in loose brown curls over her shoulders. The Christmas carols being played on the mall’s sound system hid the electronic whir of the security cameras as they zoomed in.

Returning to examine the toys, Holly found one that piqued her interest - a remote G-spot stimulator. She took the box and sat on the leather chair nearest the fireplace, which gave her a view out the window of the storm raging outside.

Reading the instructions, she held the “U” shaped toy in one hand and clicked the remote with the other. The toy buzzed to life, making Holly jump. She quickly turned it off and looked around, making sure nobody was watching. The mall was practically empty by now. Holly looked at the toy again and decided there was no harm in trying it. But first, she looked for a bottle of lube.

Holly slithered her panties down her legs, leaving them in a pile on the floor as she took a seat. Raising her right leg to sit on the arm of the chair, Holly snapped open the lid of the lube, wondering what made it qualify as a misfit. She soon discovered that instead of being strawberry-flavoured, it was Grape. No big deal, she thought, so she poured some onto her fingers and began to slide them along her lower lips and then pushed them inside her tight, ridged walls.

Then it was time to slide the toy in, positioning it just right, or so she thought. The lube was making her tingle, almost a burning numb feeling. It wasn’t unpleasant, but it was unexpected. Holly grabbed the remote and pushed start. The sensations were very pleasant so she lowered her leg, squeezing her thighs together to enhance the vibrating effect.

Again, the whirring of the security camera zooming in was lost on Holly as she leaned back and closed her eyes. Soon, beads of sweat started to form on her upper lip as the vibrations intensified. She ran her fingers over her puffy pink nipples as they popped out of the top of her dress, pulling them and teasing them. She started to moan and wiggle her hips as she felt herself nearing an orgasm.

That’s when Nick stumbled upon her, his cock instantly jumping to life as he watched her. He took a few more steps towards her while she closed her eyes and arched her back in the throes of her orgasm.

Sensing she was no longer alone, she turned her head in his direction and opened her eyes. A naughty, unapologetic smile crossed her face as she saw Nick standing there, his big, thick cock in his hand. She stood up and beckoned him with her finger as she bit her lip in a coy smile.

Nick wasted no time in closing the distance between them. Holly grabbed his hand and led him to the toy table.

“Pick one,” she instructed.

Looking over the options, he chose a rather large dildo.

“Interesting!” Holly mused. “What are you going to do with it?”

He stripped off his clothes, sat her on the couch and kneeled between her legs, running the dildo between her slippery pussy lips. He pushed the tip inside her to tease, but then withdrew it and slid back farther, until Holly felt the pressure on her tight pucker. He stopped, grabbed the lube, and applied a liberal amount before applying enough pressure to slip it into her ass.

“Holy fuck!” Holly exclaimed as Nick applied more pressure. Soon the massive dildo was deep inside her as he began to thrust it back and forth. Distracted by the sensations, she didn’t even notice that he had lined his cock up with her pussy until he pushed fully into her.

Neither one of them heard the whirring of the security camera as it zoomed in, but in the distance, it sounded like a faint cheer went up as Nick began to fuck Holly hard.

He quickly established a rhythm of pushing and pulling in both her pussy and her ass that had her whole body trembling and craving release. Her eyes pleaded with him as she writhed beneath him, her legs wrapped around his waist as he pounded her.

Holly felt him stiffen as he exploded inside her with a growl. She clung to Nick, her fingernails digging into his back as she found her own release. Totally spent, he slipped out of her and collapsed on the couch. Holly withdrew the dildo, letting it fall to the floor with a thump.

“Wow!” Holly exclaimed when she could finally breathe again. “I need to find the ladies' room to freshen up.”

Adjusting her dress to put her breasts back in and cover her swollen, sloppy pussy, Holly set out for the washroom. To her surprise, the electronics store that was on the way was still open and had quite a gathering of people in it. She thought nothing of it until she noticed the giant big-screen TV.

Holly froze. On the screen was the couch where she had just been moments ago with Nick’s naked leg in the frame, the used dildo sitting on the floor.