Author: PervasiveReads
Description: Christmas may only come once a year, but it sure doesn't apply to those on the naughty list. Normally it is Mrs. Claus that takes care of this list, but this year it is her daughter that gets to. She ought to do a good job of it since she has had plenty of practice with the reindeer.
"Well, this is it," Pearl remarks as she inserts a clip into her short, white hair to keep it under control in the wind. "We're up and out, on our way, with no turning back."
"You still seem unsure about this," Albert observes.
The girl shrugs. "It's not that I'm unsure, it's just kind of daunting is all."
"Being your first time, I can see that," he agrees.
"You don't seem frazzled at all."
The reindeer shrugs. "I've been on more of these trips than I can count."
"How?" Peral asks, raising an eyebrow. "You've been with me every Christmas since I was eight."
"You know, there have been Christmases long before you were born," he says with a grin. "And then there were the seven years before my first Christmas with you."
The girl's grin turns into a smile. "Do you remember that first one?"
"How can I forget?"
She giggles. "Even though it wouldn't fit, we sure had some fun." Pearl moves closer beside the reindeer. "I wonder how many of these gifts are for little girls with little pussies."
Albert shrugs. "You understand that some gifts aren't found in that bag back there."
"Yeah, Mom told me stories," she nods.
"Could that be why you're nervous?" Albert questions.
"I guess I could be just a little…I mean you're the only one I have ever been with."
Albert waves the remark away. "You'll find satisfaction with others."
"I know I will," Pearl says, moving away from him with a playful smile on her face as he looks at her. She makes enough room between them.
Albert looks into her eyes, taking in her bra with sheer net triangle cups beneath a drop shoulder top with hoodie, her very short shirt and black boots. Pearl leans back and parts her legs a little. The reindeer sighs.
"Oh, come on," she teases. "You know you want to. Besides, from the way Mom was talking, I'll be way too busy tonight, which means…"
"Which means I'll be neglected the whole night,' Albert finishes.
"We do have time for something fun before the first house," she says, biting her bottom lip. "We can relive that first Christmas. Maybe we can even our second…"
"It took all year to build up to that one," he reminds her.
"It did, but now we're seasoned," she adds. She brings her hands up to begin pulling on the bottom of her bra. Her eyes lock with his as she starts to pull up on it.
"What are you doing?" he hisses at her.
"What does it look like?" she counters.
"I know what it looks like," Albert offers. "You can't be serious. We're close to the first house."
Pearl merely smiles and gradually pulls the bra completely from here breasts. She runs her hands slowly up her body. She cups her full breasts in her hands, pulling and pinching her nipples lightly, letting the reindeer watch as her nipples ger puckered and hard. Albert's mouth drops open slightly as she lifts one breast to her lips. Her tongue darts out to touch the tip of her pink nipple, then the other. She bites back a moan as she feels the wet heat of her licker.
The reindeer's eyes are huge as he pushes a hand through his fur atop his head. She leans back again and slowly spreads her legs. She then pulls the short skirt all the way up. His eyes move down, and he gasps as the sight of her freshly shaved and completely bare snatch comes into view. Pearl scoots up a bit closer and places her feet on the front part of the sleigh and the other on the top of the seat, spreading herself wide open to his surprised eyes. She runs her fingertip slowly down her body, over her breasts to circle her areola before moving on to her belly. She drops her hand, running those fingers up and down the folds of her box very slowly, teasing herself.
The girl moans low and pushes her fingers inside. She can feel the walls of her pussy contract around them. She feels her warm, wet juices slowly seep out. Pearl allows her knees flop open and then she pushes into herself harder—in and out, in and out. She watches his face change as he stares at her hand. She starts to move her hips, lifting them against her hand. Pulling her fingers out, she looks into his eyes and drags them up to her lips to suck them inside her mouth. She reaches down and takes Albert's free hand to put it against her snatch as she licks and sucks on her fingers. He of course doesn't resist when she begins to move his digits up and down her folds, flicking them lightly over her clit, and then pushing them inside her.
The girl uses his hand to bring her higher. She can tell that his breathing is becoming almost labored. It is just as it was that first Christmas that they shared together. He watches his fingers moving before starting to move them himself. Exploring her, he pulls her cunt lips open while brushing his thumb over her hard, little nub. Pearl pulls one foot out of her boot. She moves her foot to the now prominent erection between the reindeer's thighs.
Albert bites his lip as he continues to finger her. Pearl runs her toes over his cock. She moans loudly as he rubs her from the inside. He finds that special spot when she lifts her hips against his hand. "Mmm…" he grumbles, pushing his fingers deeper. The girl moves her hands to her breasts, pulling and pinching her nipples as he takes her closer and closer. His fingers slowly and knowingly find all the good places as he moves them inside her. Pearl's foot travels up and down his hard length, rubbing and teasing him thoroughly. "I told you we won't have time for this."
"Didn't say that not too long ago?" she questions teasingly.
"Right," he grunts. "And we fixed that." With that his head is wedged between her thigh before it can even register what he is doing in Pearl's head.
The girl moans as his hot mouth muscle flicks over her, sucking and licking until she is crying out with total pleasure! Her hands are wrapped around his antlers while her hips buck up and down on the bench. She cries out loudly as he flicks harder and harder over her clit, faster and faster until she is climaxing nice and hard. Her body shakes for a moment. It jerks as she grinds her wet twat against his lips, coating his mouth in her juices.
Albert shifts into a crouched position, having his cock in hand before the girl is recovered. He pushes into her hard, lifting her a little bit and gripping her hips, burying himself inside her with one, hard stroke. She moans and reaches up, grabbing the edge of the seat as well as the front of the sleigh to anchor herself while he pounds into her, hard and fast. She finds orgasm quickly a second time, milking his prick with her muscles. She moans when his cum-filled balls slap against her ass again and again.
It is hard and fast, animalistic. His digits dig into her hips as he slams into her over and over. Pearl lifts her hips to meet his cadence as they fuck. They fuck in perfect synchronicity. The reindeer's mouth locks on the girl's nipples. He bites down lightly as he pounds her just a little slower, a little deeper before moving to kiss her. He grips her shoulders for leverage and slams into her so deep that she climaxes again! Pearl moans loudly into his mouth, catching his groans when he explodes and pumps into her. Albert grunts through his own release as his strokes become short and erratic, emptying himself to fill her.
The girl feels his cock twitch and pulse as his fingertips dig into her shoulders hard. About the same time she feels the sleigh bump gently onto the first roof of the first house of the night. Albert slows the kiss and deepens it before pulling back. She feels his prick slowly softening and receding from her body. With a smile, she reaches past him and into a sack stuffed in the seat behind theirs. Pearl pulls out what is clearly a dildo wrapped in holiday paper.
"Well, this is the first house," she sighs. "You take your time resting. I'll get this down and I'll be back up in no time." She adjusts her top and slips from the sleigh. "Without looking back, Pearl makes it to the chimney and then slips down it.
"She's says it's going to be an in and out," a voice calls out from the back seat of the sleigh. "We both know exactly what's going to happen though."
Albert twists his head to look back there. His eyes go wide at what he sees. "She sent you?"
"Of course she did," the elf answers. "You didn't think Mrs. Claus was going to have you miss out, did you?"
As Pearl moves from the fireplace to the tree, she realizes that she is pretty wet. While the majority is Albert's cum, some of it is her own hot wetness. Just to be certain, she dips her fingers beneath her short skirt. She raises them to her mouth, slips them in and savors the taste of her own gratification and reindeer cum. Her expression changes to that of a smug gaze as she hungers for more indulgence.
The girl looks at the wrapped dildo in her hand, the one that is meant for the woman living here. Her mother didn't really go over many of the rules, and one thing is certain, nothing was said about playing with the toys meant for others. Of course, it could be common sense and that means the toys are for the recipients and them only…
With a devilish grin, Pearl shrugs. She figures that this particular woman is naughty and thus has gotten a naughty toy. But just how naughty is this woman? Just how deep does her naughtiness run? Curiously, she begins to peel the paper from the toy. The tearing of the paper seems to reverberate around the small living room. For a moment she pauses, worrying that the sound is incredibly loud and possibly rousing. When she feels that the woman of the house hasn't stirred, she reaches up to continue pulling on the paper.
Shocked at first to see that it is more than a dildo, Pearl pulls her soaked panties to one side and turns on the vibrating switch to its lowest setting. Teasingly, she coaxes her clit out from its hiding place with the vibrating tip of the toy. She feels her back arching as the thing sends electrifying pulsations up through her clit. "Mmm…it feels so good. Don't stop," she whispers loudly.
A trickle of liquid runs out f her—partially the reindeer's cum and her own juices. Already she can feel her orgasm rushing in. Maybe it's the excitement of doing something so naughty. Maybe it's because she is still running high from what Albert did to her before they reached this stop. Who knows? Pearl doesn't care either! She turns up the speed and her body jerks as it wants to utterly submit itself to the ever so sweet release. Her body cries out, pleading for release!
The girl turns up the speed even more before shoving it forcibly in deeper within herself. She nearly screams as she grasps at the arm of the sofa. She feels her muscles contracting with involuntary spasms. Her twat violently thrashes for surrender as she tells herself to hold out just a little longer. Her eyes well up with tears from the pleasurable torture that she is putting herself through. She bites down hard on her bottom lip when she increases the rhythmic rate of the toy.
At full speed now her clit is throbbing. Her muscles warp themselves snugly around the intruding toy. Pearl rams it in hard while pulling it out slowly to the very end, yet she does not allow herself any liberation. Continuing the shift between rapid and slower motions, her body begins to shudder when she begins to allow herself the indulgent climax that has been hovering at the edge of consciousness. It is here that she feels a sharp, contorted contraction followed by a swift expansion of her pussy muscles. Following this, streams of her juices, and bit of Albert's cum, flow down her thighs and onto the carpeted floor.
Pearl feeling incredibly sexy at this point wants nothing more than to just take off all of clothes and take another go around with the toy. She cannot do that. Hell, she shouldn't have even done what she has already! She moves around to the front of the sofa. This gives her a good view of the hallway and thus the door to the bathroom and two bedrooms. The bathroom door is open and so is one of the bedrooms. The other, of course is closed. And that is more than likely where the person receiving the gift is, the other bedroom a spare. She feels a little intimidated about being so much more in the open should someone come out to use the bathroom or get something to drink, but the longer she sits there the more comfortable and brave she becomes.
Slowly, the girl reaches up and pulls her bra up over her breasts like she did in the sleigh before going down the chimney. Her breasts feel so good being set free. Looking down, Pearl sees her excited nipples poking out. She scratches a nail across them, and she is instantly rewarded with the feeling of little electric jolts running through them and into her luscious mounds. She tilts her head back to bask in the excitement of being in someone's house with her chest bare for anyone to see. She wants to get naked so bad, her pussy does too. So she hitches her skirt up, puts her thumbs under her waistband and lifts her ass just quick enough to slide her panties down.
The feeling of the warm carpet touching her bare ass is so totally erotic! She waits and looks to he two doors before sliding her panties to her knees. She looks again and slides one leg out and then the other. Casually, she tosses them aside. The girl crosses her legs, pulls her skirt up and then leans back to tilt her head back. Her braless breasts and pussy are fully exposed for anyone to see. This feeling of her bare snatch freely exposed is erotic as all hell. Her twat is warm and tingly. It is all she can do to keep her fingers away from it. She wants to stroke it so much. She wants to get naked really bad.
Pearl has plenty of time. Like her father on Christmas, time slows down incredibly. It could literally last forever if need be, until every package has been delivered. So she has time to come off the high from her time with the toy and just allow the sexual tension to build again. She sits back with her legs flat on the floor and spread a little. She scratches a fingernail across each nipple, teasing them to full erectness. Right now, if the lady of the house leaves her bedroom, she would have quite the treat seeing Pearl there, half naked with nothing covering her chest and such an easy upskirt view of her pussy. Never has Pearl ever done something like this. Now sitting here and thinking about, she wishes she would have gone down to the reindeer paddock and maybe put on a little show for them. What she is doing now, and this idea, is really getting her excited again. She has to fondle herself until she climaxes again.
She sits there for a few minutes watching the door and building her courage. Her hand moves to caress and squeezes her breasts. She is really wet, and her pussy has been ignored for way too long already. Eventually, she spreads her knees wide as she lowers her hand toward her ravenous cunt. She daringly closes her eyes and shudders when a finger finds her clit. It is very engorged and very eager to play! She strokes it a few times with one finger while teasing her nipples with the other hand—all while watching the closed door through heavily slitted eyes.
The feeling is exquisite, so erotic. Masturbating out like this in a stranger's house, stroking her clit while occasionally dipping a finger inside is something else. She is so wet—so dripping wet. The carpet is so incredibly soft and comfortable. She spreads her legs wide again, her pussy still very exposed. It makes it so easy to stroke her cunt and slide a finger in and out. Suddenly, the girl notices a picture hanging on the wall just to the side of the hallway. It is on a woman in a halter. She is incredibly cute and somehow Pearl knows that it is the woman that owns this quaint little house. He owner has long auburn hair, pretty eyes and lips that just beg to be kissed. The halter she is wearing in the picture fills out nicely with her breasts, yet they are covered way too much. Her shorts hug her ass just right and Pearl can imagine the woman sitting on her face so finely. She feels another orgasm coming so she continues stroking her clit in shorter, faster strokes with just her palm moving. Then the sudden explosion of ecstasy hits her. It is sweet she thinks with a smile as she licks her juices from her fingers.
Pearl's pussy is tingling in delight. This is it. This is her bravery test. She takes off her drop shoulder top, followed quickly by her bra. It immediately feels so wonderful to be completely topless. What is more important is that her pussy is really in need of attention again. She so stands up and then sits down on the sofa. If the carpet was really comfortable, then the sofa is so more much more than that. She can practically sink into the softness the cushions provide. And so it gives her the initiative that she needs. Pulling her skirt up, she spreads her knees wide with her ankles together, again exposing herself to anyone coming out of that bedroom. She is so fabulously wet, and her twat is just begging for more attention—so much so that she cannot stand it! Pearl moans and throws her head back when her digit slides right in all the way. She fingerfucks herself while fondling her breasts, feeling an orgasm already building up. But then she just stops it from coming on.
The girl sits there for a moment, pondering things. I have come this far. Why don't I take it a little further? And so she does. Pearl takes off her skirt. With her panties already removed, this now makes her completely naked, aroused like crazy and really wanting to fuck something. Wishing that she had Albert's cock to fuck, but he is on the roof, and she is inside below. Her hands go to her nipples where she teases them to full, aching erectness. Her twat is craving for attention, so she slips a wet finger inside and moans. The sweet pleasure of her pussy washes over her. She leans her head back and closes her eyes, slowly fingerfucking herself while fondling her mounds. She switches hands eventually and sucks her juices off her finger while still fucking herself with the other.
Wishing she still had the reindeer's prick, she remembers the toy that she was to deliver, that she has already had the pleasure of testing out. She reaches out to the arm of the sofa, to where she had left it sitting, wet and ready for another go around. She looks down the hall toward the closed bedroom door to make sure that she is still alone. Then she slips from the comfy sofa to the floor with the thick, fake cock in hand. She squats down on the plush carpet and inserts the tip of it, pushing it in slow and as deep as it will go.
"Fuck…" she breathes heavily in a whisper. It feels so good. Again her head lays back and her eyes close. The dildo slides in and out of her wet cunt so easily. Her other hand squeezes her breasts, pinching and pulling her nipples erratically. Faster and faster she works the toy inside her. That orgasm that she had put off is now fast approaching. Pearl stops and stands back up. She is completely aroused with her pussy screaming for that orgasm.
She practically sits on the arm of the sofa, continuing to fuck her pussy with one hand on the toy and the other on her clit, gliding a finger on each side. The orgasm hits like a tidal wave that comes crashing down on her as her body spasms. She screws her eyes shut, sucks in a breath and tries to not fall off the arm as waves of intense pleasure pass over her. She cannot help but to cry out either.
"Fuck, that was something," she mutters hoarsely. Standing up, she looks around to again, make sure the door to the bedroom hasn't opened. She is breathing hard and yet still fucking herself with the toy. She is still alone and undiscovered.
Pearl takes a moment to reverse her position on the arm of the sofa. It is not only for better balance, but with the hopes of something even more intense. She leans forward over the small extension of the piece of furniture and mashes her chest up against the back of it. Her legs spread wide with her hand still pumping the large toy in and out of her pussy, faster and faster until she finally reaches that plateau. Her knees buckle while she continues to fuck and hold on through the intense orgasm.
Her chest is heaving. She pauses to catch her breath, the dildo stuck in her, soaking in her juices. She leans back, her breasts stretched out. She could stay here all night long, just herself! Her twat reluctantly releases the toy as she pulls it out. Pearl turns around and leans back against the back of the sofa, sucking on the thick dildo, tasting her sweet juices. For the moment she feels sexually satisfied, but she knows that she cannot stay for that long. She sits there letting her hands roam over her breasts, her erect nipples, her belly, her thighs. She is so aroused, so excited thinking about her first naughty delivery.
Pearl cannot help it. She drops herself down on the sofa, lifting her leg and setting it on the arm of the piece of furniture. She is in her own little erotic world right now. She closes her eyes and lays her head back while brushing her fingers over her naked nipples, pinching and pulling them. She moans at the pleasurable feeling that her nipples are giving her. She fondles herself, groping and squeezing them, massaging and crushing them. She loves them being played with, especially when Albert does it. The feeling that she gets from having them squeezed and massaged is heavenly. It gets her so wet and excited. Thoughts of the woman in the picture come back to her. Her eyes dart toward it, taking the image in and making it fresh in her mind. Then she closes her eyes and imagines the woman's hands on her chest, squeezing and massaging them. She sees that two of them on this sofa naked, kissing and playing with each other, their hands exploring one another's bodies.
Pearl's pussy is craving attention and she cannot ignore it anymore. She slips a finger back in and sighs a luscious moan. Her head back, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. In and out, she fingerfucks herself, her other hand gliding a finger on each side of her clit. The pleasure is exquisite, so sweet and wonderful. The feeling of her pleasure floods her body, from her snatch to her chest, down to her toes and up into her head.
She stops fucking herself and runs her soaked fingers over her nipples, teasing the tip of them in little circles, lightly pinching them with her nails, delighting in the feeling that runs through them and into her breasts. The girl fingers herself more, rubbing her dripping digits all over her nipples, her breasts. She imagines being ravished and violated by the woman in the picture as her finger pumps in and out of her pussy with her other hand busy with her breasts.
An orgasm is coming. Pearl edges it away though. It is strong and hard to control, threatening to crash over her. She stops to cool down. Her nipples are aching, her breasts warm. She massages them and squeezes them, pinching and pulling at them. The girl is in serious heat with her sexual excitement pulling in her orgasm and getting stronger as she continues to play with her breasts. She wonders if she is able to give herself an orgasm by just playing with her breasts. She has never done so, nor has she ever really given it any thought. The thought is pushed aside because her pussy is aching and just begging to be fucked.
Pearl plunges two fingers in deep, pumping them in and out, rubbing her palm on her clit. Her other hand pinches and pulls at her nipples. The harder she pushes her orgasm away, the stronger it becomes. She tries to slow her thrusting, but her snatch just won't allow it, which in turn forces her to continue pumping her digits in and out. The orgasm is coming. She feels that she cannot stop it, let alone stave it off. Her pussy is calling for it like a siren to a lost and lonely sailor. The girl is moaning and crying, holding her breath and gritting her teeth. She tries to push it off, yet it continues coming closer and closer, stronger and stronger.
Her fingers are a blur, pumping in and out. Her nails cruelly pinches her nipples as the orgasm hits. It is a massive wave of sadistic sexual energy, a wave of orgasmic pleasure. Her back arches and she thrashes around on the sofa as she climaxes. Her fingers pump in and out as she climaxes again, stronger. Her hand cannot stop fucking her pussy as it angrily demands more. Another orgasm hits. Her breasts crush under her hands. She cries and sobs as the sexual wave sweeps over her. Pearl sits there breathing hard, her chest heaving, her cunt aching, but her arm is too tired. She swallows hard, gasping for breath. Sweat plasters her hair on her forehead. She wipes a juice-soaked hand across it to wipe some away. She closes her eyes as she licks each fingers, tasting the sweet taste of her snatch.
Pearl sits up, almost expecting an audience as she realizes that she stopped keeping an eye on the closed door in the hallway. She is still alone. She sits back, wanting to take a nap, but she knows that she cannot. There is a whole night ahead of her, with many, many houses to get to and just as many gifts to deliver. Drawing a deep breath, Pearl releases it. She sits there naked of a stranger's sofa, resting and contemplating her naughty visit, smiling to herself while still slightly aroused. There still are many, many houses to get to. She gets up off the sofa and gets dressed, her top, bra and skirt. As she steps toward the fireplace, she thinks about the naughty visit, the risks she took, the excitement and her numerous orgasms. She lost count. The high was incredible.
The elf is sitting in the middle of the front seat, pressed against the reindeer. "Bellamy, what are you doing here?" Albert questions.
Turning toward the reindeer, the elf grins. "As I said, Pearl is going to be a while down there. This is her first time after all. And since when is it not Bella?
Albert take in the elf. Like all elves at the North Pole, looks are deceiving. They all look feminine, and while they have the parts to match, they are also carrying more. "How can you be so sure?" he asks after a moment.
"Well, considering that I've been around long before you or even Pearl was born, I think I know a great deal more than you," Bellamy replies as she moves closer to place her hand on his thigh. "So that makes a lot of wait time."
"I don't mind waiting," Albert says almost offhandedly.
"I'm sure you don't," she remarks. "But we can make that time go by a little faster."
"Look Bella, I know what it is you want and I…"
"It's what every elf wants," the elf confirms. "Hell, it's what everything at the North Pole wants. Us, the reindeer, the Mister and Misses…I could go on and on."
"You could," the reindeer admits, swallowing hard.
"I know that you're uncertain and all because you and Pearl have been a thing for what seven years now?" she continues. "How do you think she is going to feel when she has her first fuck without it being you?"
Albert shrugs. "I'm sure it might be a little worrisome."
"I doubt it,' the elf remarks. "That girl can't resist a dick, no matter what it's attached to."
"Now wait a sec…"
"It's true," she grins. "And you know it." The elf drops her head to the reindeer's chest, looking down at his crotch.
"Did Mrs. Claus send you on this trip to break us up?" Albert asks.
"What would it matter?" Bellamy counters, fingers moving down his belly and over to the just above his crotch. "I doubt the Mister wants his daughter marrying a reindeer."
"Hey, stop that," the reindeer growls.
"What?' the elf asks before chuckling. Bellamy slowly begins to rub his cock.
"That," he says.
He shifts in his seat and the elf smiles wider, looking up at him, blinking innocently. "What?" she asks again, rubbing hard and winking when his jaw tightens.
"Stop now. Who knows when Pearl is going to pop up," he explains. "I don't want her to see me with a hard-on."
The elf ignores him and continues rubbing harder. "Are you embarrassed to have an elf doing this to you?"
"No, it's just…" he begins to say, but the elf's efforts are too much for him.
Bellamy starts running fingers up and down over the warm flesh of his now erect rod. Those fingers slip over the head of the swollen length to stroke him. Head dropping lower on his chest, she makes a sow descent down the reindeer's torso. The hand that Albert has had resting on the back of the seat is now in the elf's ear. If there is one thing she likes is the stroking of hair. And he is combing the long strands with his fingers. It brings tingles to her skin.
Bellamy grips the reindeer's cock gently in hand and strokes him, lips so very close to his cock. Her flesh is burning from the blush that is flaming over. Albert's fingers massages the her scalp. It is his way of giving encouragement to continue, yet at the same time there is no pressure from him. He is letting it known that a blowjob is something he wants. Her mouth opens and takes his prick in. He groans. Bellamy's tongue runs over his member before the mouth is taken off of it and then taking him back in. His fingers play in her hair, but he never pulls or forces a quicker or slower movement.
This is their first time in seven years. Neither wants to make the savoring of it over faster than need be.
Taking his cock out, Bellamy strokes it with one hand. Her body moves to lay on the seat. One leg is curled under her, the other extends to the floor of the sleigh. Albert's hand is gentle and welcoming. Now the elf is using both hands to play with is pecker. There is no talking now, no words are needed. She takes him back in to suck on the thick rod. Pulling off again, Bellamy places a wet kiss on his length. Her mouth muscle then runs up and down the stiff tool. From the groans of pleasure it is clear that he is welcoming every timid touch that he is being given. He continues to stroke her hair before beginning to rub her back.
Once Bellamy has pushed his cock back in, she concentrates on him. She sucks harder, feeling the blood rushing through the extended vein at the front of his cock. She finds the feeling of this interesting, so she continues to suck and pleasure him. It also makes it so she can concentrate of the sensation of rushing fluid. Albert groans and she stops sucking for a moment to listen to him.
"Don't stop, Bella," he cries. "Keep going. Don't stop."
The elf doesn't stop. Instead she moves her head faster.
"Can you take it deeper?" he asks.
She tries but being an elf it is not easy. Her mouth is already small and reindeer cocks are so much bigger. She takes him in as deep as she can, gagging slightly. She adjusts her jaw and relaxes it so she can ease the pressure on her throat. Bellamy then begins bobbing her head up and down, faster and faster. The flowing blood just rushes through the veins of his erection. The elf can feel her own desire growing as she sucks on him. Her arousal grows while she continues to fuck him with her mouth. Knowing that he is enjoying what she is doing, her pussy is growing slick, and her cock is growing harder. She can feel the dripping from her snatch and her prick. She feels all that warm, sticky wetness slipping over her thighs. Her body shifts back and forth and then she feels his hand over her ass. Bellamy lifts her hips and Albert pushes a finger into her pussy. The digit finds her slick twat and pushes into it.
The elf increases her tempo on him as he fingerfucks her. He takes her to orgasm, and she shudders. Bellamy wants to bring him to orgasm as well, yet he will not let her. He is not at all ready to do this for her just yet, or more accurately, he is not ready to end this yet. She wants it, but she is not going to force it. The reindeer toys with her cunt with one hand while other hand goes to her cock. Very quickly the elf's second orgasm comes, spurting all over his hand and her lap. No sooner is it happening he is ejaculating in her mouth. Bellamy swallows.
She has just gotten done cleaning the reindeer up and slipping over the set when Peral is emerging from the chimney. With a smile on the girl's face, she practically bounds for the sleigh. Taking her seat next to Albert, she says, "Sorry it took so long. I hope you didn't get bored out here by yourself.
Albert flashes her a smile. "I was kept entertained."
Pearl gives him a look of curiosity, but she does not push it. "Well, on to the next house, yeah?"
Again, with bag in hand, Pearl slips down the chimney without even the slightest glance back. Once inside the house she moves toward the tree. Like all things magical at Christmas the bag is seemingly empty until she peers inside. To her surprise, there is a bicycle in there. Not quite the average bicycle, but more precisely an exercise bike.
After pulling the exercise bike from the bag and dragging it closer to the Christmas tree, Pearl really takes a look at the gift with the big red bow attached. There it sits staring right back at her just begging to be used. Adhered to the seat is a beautifully crafted, black and slightly curved dildo. It has a pretty good length and even better girth. It is accompanied by a nub of a butt plug—just enough to poke through, so one would know that it is there. Sitting on the handlebars is a large ten-inch screen, no doubt with some sort of naughty interactive programming.
The girl looks around the living room to see if anyone had come out of a bedroom while trying to decide if she should mount it. This like the last stop, the first stop. Where she could not resist then, she can this time. No she cannot. She is so wet, and she knows that she will not need any lubrication. With one foot steady on the carpeted floor, Pearl swings her other leg over. She can feel the cold metal bar between her thigh, thankful she left her panties behind. Lowering herself, she slides her clit across the dildo. She feels her juices making it slick. The girl holds her breath and lifts her ass over the toy and slides down and back to get the butt plug ready to slide into her back door. The smooth, cold and slightly forgiving nub on the plug makes her shiver. She can feel just how swollen her pussy is, aching for something inside of it.
Pearl slides forward gently with her clit resting on the base of the dildo and the plug gently easing its way up her ass crack, seemingly patiently waiting at the entrance to her rear. She takes some weight off of her feet and the plug slides in with the greatest of ease. She shudders. There really is not a greater pleasure than feeling something, anything in her ass.
The seat is already pretty slick by now. So the girl sits there for a few minutes, rocking back and forth and already lost to the rest of the world. She touches her sticky clit to the toy while penetrating her delicious ass with the seat intruder in alternating motions. She could climax from this alone, yet she wants to save her explosion for later. Pearl slides her clit up the length of the dildo, standing on her tiptoes. She can feel the tip slip back against her clit and head for her entrance. She holds her breath and sits down a little bit as the head of the toy pushes into her swollen snatch. She bobs up and down for a few strokes to get adjusted to this new intruder. She exhales, clenching her fists around the handlebars. She shuts her eyes and slowly releases her calf muscles, feeling her heels touch the ground.
Pearl is affixed to the bike. Her clit is rubbing against the seat. The dildo is buried inside her enraged twat and the plug is nudging her sphincter as if it were gently asking permission—although she knows it will be buried just inside her throughout the ride. She shifts her weight to one leg and places her other foot on its pedal. The shift causes both of her new friends to slide deeper inside, sandwiching her angry clit between the forgiving seat and her body weight.
Reaching down, Pearl finds her clit, dripping with her juices. She rolls the tips of her digits against it and moans. With her two holes filled up and her fingers gently rubbing her engorged clit, her eyes roll back in her head. An involuntary moan escapes her slightly parted lips. She bounces up and down a few times to feel how deep her new friends can get. She feels the dildo slide a little deeper into her pussy. She wants to feel the butt plug slide deeper too. Her hands slide up her thighs and then around her juicy ass. She slaps her ass and jiggles it against the seat. Pulling her ass cheeks apart, Pearl puts more of her weight onto the seat, feeling the plug slip in a bit deeper. Yet, she wants more…
The girls bounces on the seat, holding her ass cheeks apart. She grinds her clit against the seat. She can feel the dildo shift inside. She is sweating. And yet…she wants more. Pearl has no idea just how much time has passed, but she knows that she needs to get it going or she is going to spend the entire night here teasing herself. She grips the handlebars with one hand. The other she turns on the screen and quickly flips through the menu to select a ride and trail. She pushes forward with her foot on the pedal and whispers to herself, "This is going to be good."
With both hands on the handlebars, the program begins. As if she were pulling out of a garage, she hears the sounds of lawn mowers in the neighborhood of some far-off place. She slowly rolls down the driveway. The program is so specialized that when she decides to ride into the street, it follows her actions on the screen. With all her weight on the seat and the toy nestled deep inside her wet, warm pussy and ass, she can almost feel as she imagines a warm breeze on her cunt lips versus the colder one up on the roof. She clenches her pussy and ass muscles. This just makes her wetter. She can eve smell her own juices.
A few cars drive past with one honking. She doesn't know if it's part of the programming as if the rider should be naked or not. Making the simulation has him as an asshole, someone just wanting to blow his horn. It doesn't matter because the point of the simulation is to make the rider even more aroused. A big grin spreads across her face. She continues on her route, feeling her ass getting really warm all of a sudden. She actually stops at the next stop sign to investigate.
With the lawn mowers still humming throughout the neighborhood she did not hear the vibrator click on. It is part of the program. Pearl suddenly gets hot. Sweat is trickling from her temples and down her chest between her breasts. She glances down and sees a few wet spots where sweat is gathering. She glances around sheepishly. Still alone, her attention goes back to the neighborhood as she sets off again. The sidewalks are not as smooth as pavement, but they are not real bumpy either. Too bad. She feels something inside her move. The program is right on track and now it is gently moving around inside her as the plug is quietly humming away.
Distracted by neighbors mowing their lawn, they all seem to stop and stare as she rides past. Pearl's face is flushed and now she is sweating more. If these people were real she wonders is she would feel nervous. Maybe she would feel excitement. She turns onto the next street, casting another quick glance around the living room to ensure that she is still all alone. Seeing that she is, a smile spreads across Pearl's face. She whispers to herself again, "I've got this."