Naughty Christmas Wishes

by Jennifer Denys

Or something. Fay held tightly onto King’s strong arms as he stepped back to check her out, concern etched on his face. “I’m fine, really. Just a little overwhelmed with all the attention.”

  Ringo crossed his arms and leaned back against the table, the leather of his trousers straining against his muscly thighs. “Seems to me some ‘attention’ is exactly what you need.” He smirked and dipped his head on one side. “How about it, King? You can attend to one part of our Fay. I can attend to another. E.T and Harve can do their thing, too.”

  Their thing? What exactly is that, Fay wondered, as her breathing started to accelerate to racing car speed at the thought of having not one elf, but all four?

  King cupped her face. “Sounds good to me, if Fay is up for it?”

  She couldn’t talk, just nodded her head vigorously.

  As they led her to the hotel rooms upstairs, Fay gave a final wish.

  Please let me keep up with all of them. Or keep them up, at the very least…

  Chapter Five

  So how exactly does four into one go?

  They had arrived in the hotel room on the second floor. There was a huge bed in the room—triple king size, she reckoned! Fay wasn't sure if all four of her elves were staying in that room or if it was just one of them.

  An arm wrapped around her waist. She looked up and smiled. It was King, not surprisingly. Fay had come to realize it was he who was the leader of this little band of handsome elves.

  "So, my lovely, we can do this any number of ways."

  I'll bet!

  "You can have just one of us and the rest will leave you to it."

  Fay tried not to show her dismay.

  "Or you can have one of us at a time."

  That’s more like it. But she was still a little disappointed.

  “Or all of us at the same time.”

  There was a pause as Fay bit her lip, not sure whether that would make her seem a slut like the nymph and her friends.

  “Hey, King. I think our little fairy wants a lot of attention.” She glanced at Ringo as he reclined on the bed, wondering how much he guessed. He winked back at her and she gave him a sweet smile.

  "What about it? Do you want everyone?" King’s deep voice reminded her that she hadn’t yet answered his question.

  "S–sure. Just tell me what to do." Her voice was a little high-pitched.

  All those times she had imagined what she would do if she got the chance, flew out of the window. Fay just wanted to have sex—in whatever form it came.

  Elliott, the bald one, came up behind her. She noticed with a start that he was already naked. "We need to get rid of this, for starters." He then proceeded to divest her of the ragged dress she hated, tugging at her sleeves to pull them off her shoulders. As he moved, she was aware that he was also straightening out her wings.

  She looked over her shoulder. “Thank you. It’s so difficult to do myself.”

  “You are very welcome.”

  Before she could say “Santa Claus” she was naked. Naturally, being a doll, she had no underwear. She never understood why humans wore underwear, but didn’t make their toys with any.

  Her fingers came up to untangle her messy hair and even it out.

  “So beautiful,” said Elliott.

  Fay’s eyes opened widely at the unexpected compliment. “My hair? You must be joking.”

  “Oh, I adore hair, particularly girls with long dark hair.”

  Ringo laughed as he jumped off the bed to undress. “It reminds E.T when he had his own hair, back when he was a baby!”

  While they were all laughing, Fay saw Harvey, who had also removed his clothes, beckoning her. He had such a wicked grin on his face. He might not say much—well, anything, so far—but she knew exactly what he wanted.

  Stepping forward, she reached toward Harvey’s outstretched hand, but was a little surprised when he didn’t tug her into his arms or push her onto the bed. Instead, he reverently bowed and kissed her fingers.

  Fay felt like a princess and gave a naked curtsy, giggling as she did so. Harvey then sat on the edge of the bed and gently pulled her forward. When he patted his legs, she climbed atop him.

  Before she got a chance to wonder what was going to happen next, he took her breasts in both hands and pressed them upward bending his head to take one of her nipples in his mouth.

  “Oh dear Santa.”

  Elliott came up behind her, whispering in her ear, “Is that good?”

  Harvey’s tongue swirled around her nipple as it puckered to a hard, throbbing point. She reached up into his mass of white hair to hold his head. She wasn’t sure if it was to push him away or hold him there. “Yesssss.”

  The others laughed behind her. But she didn’t have time to be self-conscious as Elliott pushed her hair aside and started nibbling her neck.

  Oh, these guys know how to treat a girl.

  Fay had rather forgotten there was anyone else in the room when King took command. “Okay, guys, enough playing around.”

  This was just ‘playing’? Fay was panting so hard she was sure she’d explode any second.

  “Lay back, Harve, so that our lovely fairy can kneel over you.”

  She didn’t move for a moment, she just watched Harvey let go of her breasts with a sigh and did as he was instructed. She then felt a pat on her shoulder.

  “Go on, gorgeous,” said King. “Lean over Harvey on your hands and knees and when Ringo stops wanking his already humongous cock and kneels on the bed in front of you, take him in your mouth.”

  Fay had no problem going down on all fours. She was enjoying herself stroking Harvey’s silky white hair when Ringo presented his enormous penis in her face, and she reared back. “Holy Christmas!” It was indeed, big.

  Ringo chuckled and patted her head. “Come on, sweet cheeks. Just take what you can into your mouth. Don’t try and be greedy and gobble it all in.”

  There’s no chance of me doing that!

  Well, this was what she wanted so she went back down and wrapped her lips around the member horizontally facing her. She began to choke almost immediately, but then Harvey started fondling her breasts again, twiddling her nipples between his fingers and thumbs, and Fay began to relax.

  However, she nearly laughed out loud when Ringo started singing, “Santa Claus is cum-ming to town.”

  She was trying so hard not to giggle that she jumped when someone started stroking her back, his fingers trailing down her spine where her wings attached. She did moan, though, never before realizing how sensual it is when a person caresses that part of your body. Fay fluttered her newly mended wings in appreciation.

  When the stroking continued over her butt, caressing her trembling thighs, fondling her wet pussy, she wondered whether it was King or Elliott who had such wonderful hands. She soon found out.

  “Since you’re doing such a good job with those hands of yours, Ellie, why don’t you enter Fay from there? I’ve got something I’m going to do right here.”

  The big cock in her mouth stopped Fay from squealing with pleasure as she felt Elliott push into her pussy. He seemed to go on forever.

  My word! That is sooo good. She felt full, but complete. It was a wonderful sensation and she closed her eyes in satisfaction.

  “I think our Fay likes that, considering the look of ecstasy on her face,” declared King with a laugh. “And I don’t think it’s the taste of Ringo!”

  If he thought she was in heaven, Fay went into another dimension when King crouched down by the bed to reach under her body and began fondling her clit. Her eyes opened in surprise and she pressed herself against his hand. He chuckled at her expression and started circling her now extremely sensitive, sexual organ.

  As she started bucking up and down, her mouth moved involuntarily on Ringo’s cock and he gripped her hair in his hands, tangling it even more, as he thrust up into her mouth. It was very sexy having someone hold her head that way.

  “That’s my girl. Don’t fight it. Go with the flow,” croo
ned King, as he started flicking her engorged clit causing lightning bolts to run through her body.

  It was impossible to concentrate on what any one elf was doing to her with Elliott thrusting hard, King flicking wickedly, Ringo gripping firmly and Harvey squeezing her breasts that were now so heavy they felt like they were going to fall off. Meanwhile, Harvey’s rigid cock rubbed against her stomach as she bucked. It all rolled into one huge, amazing, stunning, out-of-this-world feeling.

  Despite the big cock in her mouth, Fay began to wail as her orgasm rose and her body shuddered uncontrollably. She desperately wanted to come, but she also didn’t want the wonderful sensations to end.

  When Elliott starting plunging forcibly into her, Fay’s climax suddenly hit and she dropped Ringo out of her mouth with a scream of delight. Her body spasmed repeatedly until she finished, falling with repletion onto Harvey’s chest.

  King pushed her hair to one side and smiled down at her. “So, my lovely girl. How was that?”

  Fay struggled to sit up, feeling rather light-headed. Elliott, from behind her, wrapped an arm around her waist to hold her steady. “Easy now.”

  She leaned back against him. Fay had to swallow a few times, her throat was so dry and her voice very croaky when she spoke. “It was absolutely fabulous! Thank you all so much.”

  “You are welcome. But don’t think you are finished yet. You might have climaxed, but we haven’t. There’s so much more to do.”

  More!

  All Fay’s wishes had suddenly come true… It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas!

  Chapter Six

  King suddenly brandished some mistletoe.

  Oooh, goody. That means there’s some kissing to come.

  “Now you clearly know this is mistletoe, but did you know it is dedicated to Frigga, the Goddess of love? And the druids used to sacrifice two white bulls. So we are going to sacrifice you in the name of love.”

  “Okaaaay.”

  King chuckled. “Don’t look so worried. Just lie on the bed. Get out of the way, Harve!”

  As Harvey scrambled off, Fay lay on the bed with a feeling of déjà vu. She felt disappointed that they might be about to do the dreaded ‘missionary.’

  “Uh-uh. Face down, please.”

  Face down?

  “Yep. We need access to your two lovely white buttocks—that’s the closest we’re going to get to two white bullocks and we will use them mercilessly in our quest for love, or lust.”

  That sounds more like it. She swiftly turned over and felt a sharp slap on her backside. Fay gasped and turned her head to see Ringo grinning down at her.

  “Such beautiful creatures.”

  “Huh,” she grunted. Fay wasn’t hurt. In fact, she rather liked the sensation, particularly when he rubbed the hurt spot. What she wasn’t expecting then was for him to kiss the same place he had struck. Except it was more of a suck than a kiss.

  “Delicious.”

  The only problem Fay had in that position was that she couldn’t see what they were up to. Craning her neck, she could partially see King holding the mistletoe over her body. Elliott moved then, to pepper lots of kisses over her back, along her wing joints, and up to her neck, causing her to giggle. Meanwhile, Harvey climbed back on the bed to lay alongside Fay, and taking her head in his hands he gave her a deep kiss, his tongue pushing into her teeth to tangle with her tongue.

  Shivers went down her spine. Fay wasn’t sure if it was from Harvey’s electrifying kiss or the antics of the other two. It really didn’t matter.

  “Enough kissing,” declared King. “I’ll put the mistletoe in her hair, just in case we want to do more. But it’s time to sacrifice the virgin bullock. If you haven’t done anal before, gorgeous girl, don’t worry, we have.”

  She hadn’t, and shivered in delight at the thought of doing something so wickedly exciting.

  “Go for it.” Her voice sounded unusually sexy.

  King pulled her legs apart, running his fingers up the inside of her legs, which she knew were still wet with moisture from her earlier orgasm. As he knelt between them on the bed, she trembled at the thought of having him inside her.

  “Okay, I need your butt up. Harvey, grab a couple of pillows to stick under her.” Holding her hips tightly, King lifted her up while the white haired elf stuffed the pillows under her pelvis until she was in an inverted V.

  Ringo spanked her backside again. “Sorry, sweet cheeks. Such sweet cheeks in such an alluring position—couldn’t resist it!”

  “If you want something to do with those hands, Ringo, get yourself under her and do your worst with her boobs.”

  “Hey, that’s an idea.” Fay watched in amazement as he wriggled himself beneath her, his back on the bed, butt toward the headboard with her eyes directly over his still erect cock, glistening with her saliva. “This is great.”

  His head was underneath her breasts and when he latched onto one of her nipples, Fay gasped. “Oh, great Christmas.” She was enjoying it so much that she was totally relaxed when King pushed himself through her sphincter into her back passage.

  “Oh!”

  King rubbed her hip. “Are you all right?”

  She realized with a start that she was. In fact, it was very, very nice. When he got a positive response from Fay, King started thrusting in, nice and slowly.

  Harvey was the next to move as he straddled Ringo facing Fay. She forgot what was happening to her breasts and backside as he gripped Ringo’s cock, and maneuvered it until he could slide down onto it.

  So they do ‘do it’ with each other!

  Staring up in astonishment at him, Harvey waggled his eyebrows at her in a seductive fashion and she grinned. It was rather sexy watching two guys do it right in front of her.

  She felt a tug on her hair from behind. It was King. “Hey, you. Instead of staring in lust, how about getting that lovely mouth around Harve’s dick.”

  “Oh, yes. Of course.” Taking Harvey into her mouth, her first thought was how different he tasted from Ringo—one salty, the other sugary. She could really eat Harvey.

  “Okay, guys. You are all fixed up. How about me?”

  Fay started. She’d forgotten about Elliott. Ringo was underneath her sucking the life out of her breasts, and Harvey was on top of Ringo riding him at a canter while his cock went in and out of her mouth in time. Meanwhile, King was plunging into her backside at a gentle trot. So where was Elliott going to go?

  King stopped. “I think this virgin ass is nicely warmed up. We can both fit in.”

  What!

  She tensed and let go of Harvey. King chuckled, reaching up to caress her back, relaxing her. “It’s okay, lovely one. You are quite capable of taking both of us in. It’s not like you are a human. Dolls are made to be very flexible.”

  Fay was hesitant but went with King’s superior knowledge. “If you’re sure.”

  “Oh, I am, indeed. Ellie, come on in.”

  She was aware of King moving to one side, allowing Elliott room next to him, and even more conscious when another cock slowly pushed inside her.

  “Oh, my word.” Fay started panting hard.

  “You can stop hyperventilating. He’s in and we’re off. Just enjoy it.”

  At first she felt too full, but after a few seconds one pushed while the other retreated in a see-saw fashion and as they got deeper, her nerves fizzed like a glass of champagne.

  “Ahhhhh. Oh, jingle bells that’s good. Sooooo good. Don’t stop.”

  “We won’t. But get Harve back in your mouth.”

  Harvey held her shaking chin up as she opened her lips to receive him once more and that was the last conscious thought she had as five people plunged, thrust, pushed, moaned, groaned, stroked, squeezed, panted and yelled until finally in one enormous explosion they all came, collapsing on top of each other in utter exhaustion.

  When Fay returned to consciousness, her first thought was, I wish this would never stop. I want to be with these guys forever…

>   “Brrrrrng.”

  The phone in the room suddenly started ringing, making all of them jump.

  Fay frowned. Had she run out of Christmas wishes already?

  “Who in all the North Pole is that?” cried Harvey, his high-pitched speech seeming strange since he’d been silent all evening.

  She couldn’t help staring up at him. The lovely tall guy who tasted so deliciously sweet, had a squeaky voice.

  “Brrrrrng.”

  Fay jumped in Ringo’s arms.

  “Shhh. It’s all right,” he crooned. “They’ve probably got the wrong number. It will stop in a moment. In the meantime, where were we?”

  “Brrrrrng.”

  She cursed under her breath. Stop ringing, dammit. It will spoil the mood.

  “Well, someone answer it. It might be Santa. He could be ill or something and need someone to stand in for him.” They all laughed at Harvey’s joke.

  “Oh ha ha.” Elliott raised his eyes to the ceiling and reached over to get the phone before it rang again. “Whoever this is they had better have a jolly good reason for interrupting us.” He held the phone away from his ear with an incredulous expression on his face.

  Fay frowned, wondering who it could be.

  “The little shit-face rang off just as I picked it up.”

  King barked a laugh and moved, sliding out of Fay’s backside. “Good. That means we can have round three.”

  * * * *

  Bang bang.

  Fay jumped again. This time someone was knocking on the door—well, thumping on it, to be exact. She nearly cried with frustration as King had started fondling her feet and calves and desire was rising within her all over again. I wish they would go away.

  Bang bang.

  Her wish didn’t work this time.

  “Oh for Santa’s sake.” Harvey jumped up and strode over to the door. “This had better be a life-or-death situation.”

  “It certainly is.” The bartender stood at the door.

  Fay ducked behind Ringo, trying to hide her nude body. It was one thing to go naked with the guys she chose to have sex with, but another thing altogether to show her body to all and sundry.