Erotica Storytime #1 - Three Men and a Tiny Lady
Lucy “Fingercuffs” Woohoo hadn't had a good pounding in at least fifty years. Despite being well over a hundred, her pussy was still young and tight, because elves live a very long time.
Lucy had been getting regular sex (regular as in very ordinary) from her elf boyfriend, but she hadn't tasted the giant cock of a human since the Cuban Missile Crisis, and she was having her own Missile Crisis this Christmas.
Every day, she'd wake up early and go to the factory to make more toys, and she was mostly happy with her life, but something changed. She got transferred.
Transferred to the Dildo Department!
Now our heroine Lucy Woohoo spent her days fondling soft, silky, human-sized shafts made of plastic and silicone. Feelings of desire surfaced and would not be ignored for long. The toy masterminds in the Dildo Design Department had really outdone themselves this year, and the quality was incredible. Lucy had already blown her Christmas budget on snow-proofing the roof of her humble cottage, and on her salary, she couldn't afford to buy the high-end, ultra-realistic dildos she wanted to stuff inside her ass, her pussy, her mouth, or maybe all three at once.
As she worked the long hours leading up to the Big Night, Lucy hatched a scheme for her own Big Night. She would volunteer as an intern for Santa and hitch a ride into a city with him. Being an “intern” would mean blowing the guy in his sleigh, but you know what they say … ass, grass or cash, nobody rides for free.
Santa's cock tasted like sugared gumdrops. The reindeers' hooves pounded the sky, and Lucy was on her hands and knees in front of the Jolly One as they soared through the night. She thought about her plans as she sucked and sucked on his long, hard cock. He had white pubes all over his jingle balls, and his bowl of jelly shook as he started to come.
He reached his hand down the back of her elf trousers and fingered her wet pussy as he spurted his peppermint schnapps into her mouth. Lucy swallowed, enjoying the pussy-fingering almost as much as the buzz from the alcohol in Santa's cum.
“You are a naughty one,” Santa said, his voice deep and rich. “Turn around and I'll fuck you in that drippy little elfhole of yours.”
“No, Santa. Don't be greedy.” She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, taking a long lick down her fingers and enjoying the peppermint. “I'm saving myself for a human tonight.”
His candy cane was already hard again, even bigger than before he came. “Just the tip,” he begged.
The sleigh rocked and wobbled through the midnight-blue sky. They still had time before they arrived at the first destination.
“I don't know,” she said, rubbing her small elf tits under her best dress jacket. Her nipples were hard as icicles, even though the sleigh was warm, thanks to its magical heating.
“You've been nailing Snowflake Hilltop, and I know he doesn't do it for you,” Santa said. “Come on, just pull down those sexy little green corduroy trousers and let Santa make sure everything's working as it should for the Big Night.”
Lucy looked down at his long cock, which was gleaming on the tip like sunrise on fresh snow.
“Just the tip,” she said, and she yanked down her trousers and presented her small ass to him.
He pulled her down hard onto his shaft.
It was true, what he'd said about Snowflake Hilltop. The elf was incredible with his tongue. He licked so hard and fast and good, it felt like he had two tongues instead of one. Snowflake always made sure she came first, then he slapped his little dick into her three times and came, before she could barely feel anything—not that there was much to feel.
Santa, however, was long and slender, and as he rocked her back and forth on his lap, she saw twinkling lights everywhere.
“Oh, fuck!” she yelled out as she started to come. “Oh, fuck me harder!”
He had way more than just the tip in, and at her request
Lucy “Fingercuffs” Woohoo hadn't had a good pounding in at least fifty years. Despite being well over a hundred, her pussy was still young and tight, because elves live a very long time.
Lucy had been getting regular sex (regular as in very ordinary) from her elf boyfriend, but she hadn't tasted the giant cock of a human since the Cuban Missile Crisis, and she was having her own Missile Crisis this Christmas.
Every day, she'd wake up early and go to the factory to make more toys, and she was mostly happy with her life, but something changed. She got transferred.
Transferred to the Dildo Department!
Now our heroine Lucy Woohoo spent her days fondling soft, silky, human-sized shafts made of plastic and silicone. Feelings of desire surfaced and would not be ignored for long. The toy masterminds in the Dildo Design Department had really outdone themselves this year, and the quality was incredible. Lucy had already blown her Christmas budget on snow-proofing the roof of her humble cottage, and on her salary, she couldn't afford to buy the high-end, ultra-realistic dildos she wanted to stuff inside her ass, her pussy, her mouth, or maybe all three at once.
As she worked the long hours leading up to the Big Night, Lucy hatched a scheme for her own Big Night. She would volunteer as an intern for Santa and hitch a ride into a city with him. Being an “intern” would mean blowing the guy in his sleigh, but you know what they say … ass, grass or cash, nobody rides for free.
Santa's cock tasted like sugared gumdrops. The reindeers' hooves pounded the sky, and Lucy was on her hands and knees in front of the Jolly One as they soared through the night. She thought about her plans as she sucked and sucked on his long, hard cock. He had white pubes all over his jingle balls, and his bowl of jelly shook as he started to come.
He reached his hand down the back of her elf trousers and fingered her wet pussy as he spurted his peppermint schnapps into her mouth. Lucy swallowed, enjoying the pussy-fingering almost as much as the buzz from the alcohol in Santa's cum.
“You are a naughty one,” Santa said, his voice deep and rich. “Turn around and I'll fuck you in that drippy little elfhole of yours.”
“No, Santa. Don't be greedy.” She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, taking a long lick down her fingers and enjoying the peppermint. “I'm saving myself for a human tonight.”
His candy cane was already hard again, even bigger than before he came. “Just the tip,” he begged.
The sleigh rocked and wobbled through the midnight-blue sky. They still had time before they arrived at the first destination.
“I don't know,” she said, rubbing her small elf tits under her best dress jacket. Her nipples were hard as icicles, even though the sleigh was warm, thanks to its magical heating.
“You've been nailing Snowflake Hilltop, and I know he doesn't do it for you,” Santa said. “Come on, just pull down those sexy little green corduroy trousers and let Santa make sure everything's working as it should for the Big Night.”
Lucy looked down at his long cock, which was gleaming on the tip like sunrise on fresh snow.
“Just the tip,” she said, and she yanked down her trousers and presented her small ass to him.
He pulled her down hard onto his shaft.
It was true, what he'd said about Snowflake Hilltop. The elf was incredible with his tongue. He licked so hard and fast and good, it felt like he had two tongues instead of one. Snowflake always made sure she came first, then he slapped his little dick into her three times and came, before she could barely feel anything—not that there was much to feel.
Santa, however, was long and slender, and as he rocked her back and forth on his lap, she saw twinkling lights everywhere.
“Oh, fuck!” she yelled out as she started to come. “Oh, fuck me harder!”
He had way more than just the tip in, and at her request
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