Erotica Storytime #1 - Three Men and a Tiny Lady (2 page)

Lucy wasn't worried about letting them come too much, for her elf dust and even the scent of her elf skin had a Viagra-like effect on humans. Red would be ready to go again within minutes.

As she pulled away and licked the delicious, salty sweat and cum off her lips, she wondered what the third roommate would be like.

She took both of her naked human men by the hands and led them down the hall to the third room.

Lucy didn't want to play favorites, but this one was the cutest of the trio. He had black hair and tan skin. She pulled back the covers to reveal his sleeping form. He wore flannel pajama bottoms, but it only took one snap of her fingers and the plaid sleepwear was gone.

This one's cock wasn't even awake yet, and it was already so huge. Lucy's mouth watered.

She reached down and caught it in her tiny fist, giving it a pump.

Great Rudolph, it was huge. If you wrapped a red ribbon around it, the massive rod could stand in as the North Pole.

Behind her, Red and Ty shared a huh-huh-huh manly laugh together as she moved up to sprinkle some elf dust on the third man's face.

Unfortunately, her elf dust was depleted. Unlike the young men, she did have some limits.

As the third man with the growing North Pole slumbered, Lucy bent over and pulled down her panties, giving the boys behind her a nice show of her pussy.

Then she climbed onto the bed and straddled the guy's face, her knees alongside his ears. She grabbed his lanky dark hair. As he smelled her elf muff and became somewhat conscious, the scent of her intimate elf skin did the same work as her magic dust, and he was under her power. Grabbing his hair even tighter, she coaxed his tongue out and mouth open with one rock of her hips.

He moaned into her freshly-waxed, baby soft elf vagina, and she heard him mumble that his name was Cole.

His tongue trailed up between her folds of skin and then upward to her clit. The intimate areas of a female elf are the same as a human, though much more responsive.

The touch of a human man's tongue on her pussy made her wild with desire, and she began to rock back and forth fucking his face as she held on tight to his hair. Back and forth she thrust her hips, rubbing the wet lips of her pussy against Cole's wet lips and tongue.

He sucked at her skin until she thought she might die of pleasure, and then she came, squealing and filling the room with tiny stars of light and music.

That orgasm wasn't bad for her second one of the evening, but she knew the pleasure would grow and grow, based on the amount of human man she had inside her. With a big cock in every opening, she might reach the highest level of elf ecstasy.

Cole grabbed her hips and moved her body quickly, thrusting her down onto his rigid cock. She gasped as her body stretched to accommodate him.

She leaned down and kissed him on the lips. He had such juicy, succulent lips, engorged even more from having been close to her elf pussy.

He writhed underneath her, his body a wonderland of muscles and damp skin. She kissed him, mouth on mouth, sucking on his tongue and lips. She knew from other dalliances with humans that elves tasted sweet, much sweeter than humans.

Cole was voracious, gripping her tight in his arms as he pumped his massive cock into her from below.

With a groan, he came, spurting into her.

She pulled up with her stomach muscles, sucking his hot human cum up inside her, as only an elf can. It would seem this is a special feat the pussies of human women are not able to do, and it helps the human-elf sex experience, because for the minute it takes the man to recover and get rock-hard again on elf pheromones, he doesn't slip out on his own jizz.

As Cole hardened once more inside her, Lucy gave instructions to the other boys. Lucky for them, Cole had an enormous bed, and there was room for all.

She pulled the silk nightie up and over her head. The three men paused to admire her gorgeous, naked body and worship her. There was no magic at work—she truly was a goddess, radiating outwardly with the beauty and bliss she felt within.

They took turns fondling and kissing her perfect breasts and sucking her nipples and pinching her in their eagerness to feel her soft, pliable skin that smelled so sweet.

It was time for the main event, her favorite thing, and the position behind her nickname of “Fingercuffs.”

Her three beautiful roommates got in position. She would continue to fuck Cole with her pussy, and Red would put his red-haired cock up her elf ass, and she'd suck on Ty's chocolate cock as he lay next to Cole, with his hips near his roommates head.

Cole surprised her by making a suggestion. “I'm going to put my thumb up here,” he said, moving his hand toward Ty's firm, muscular, lusciously dark-skinned ass.

“Use this,” she said, and she took Cole's hand and rubbed his thumb against her pussy where it met his cock, getting her lubricant on it, for elf pussy makes the best lubricant.

In a flash, Cole had his hand up Ty's Christmas chimney hole, and then Lucy had Ty's hot, young manmeat in her mouth again. She sucked and gobbled on his knob, enjoying the taste, the heat, and the smell of his crotch in her face. He didn't smell or taste like chocolate at all, but like something a thousand times better.

Cole bucked underneath her, and she slid up and down on his shaft, so slick in her hot pussy. Had it really been fifty years? It had been way too long!

Just when she thought she couldn't feel any more full and stretched and satisfied, Red positioned himself behind her and nudged the crack of her round ass with his fat cock. He rubbed back and forth, the tip of his member letting out beads of lubrication, and then he used both hands to pry her cheeks apart.

He paused, and she read from his mind that he was hesitating because if he put his erection into her ass and pumped her as hard as he wanted, his balls would come into Cole's dark-haired balls, pulsing now underneath her as he pumped her vagina.

Lucy's mouth was full of Ty's cock, so she couldn't beg Red to plunge into her, though she wanted it so bad.

The elf dust and her pheromones lowered their inhibitions and put them in a dream-like state, but it would only go so far, because the boys still had their personalities. None of them would remember anything in the morning, except for a very strange and sexy dream, but she couldn't force them into anything.

As he hesitated, Lucy's heart crushed as she imagined failure. She'd have to get Santa to pound her browneye in the sleigh on the way home, but it wouldn't be the same.

She decided to pull out all the stops. She groaned and rocked hard against Cole's body and cock, squeezing him internally with her freakishly strong pussy muscles.

He gasped and panted and began to come, jerking underneath her. He jammed his thumb hard inside Ty's ass, and Ty pumped desperately into Lucy's mouth, trying to find release but not getting it yet, because Lucy was expertly applying pressure with her strong elf tongue.

“Oh, Hell,” Red said, and he pressed the tip of his cock against the knot of her butthole. Elf muscles are very strong, and even though Lucy was deliberately relaxing, she was also enjoying the sensation of three men fucking her, and so her muscles were still tight.

Red pushed harder and harder, until the tip pushed in.

He cried out something of a religious nature, and then he pushed the rest of the way in.

The boys were now comfortable enough with the position that their hands were moving around, and she had six hands on her. Six hands on her eager tits and in her mouth and on her back and reaching down to massage her clit.

Red picked up speed and began pounding his fat cock into her tight ass, his balls getting slick with elf juice and slapping against Cole's balls below.

None of the guys cared anymore who was touching whom, and whether they were coming or going.

The four of them moved as one, wet and hot and feeling nothing but pleasure at every touch.

Cole began to come again, groaning and writhing underneath the weight of Lucy's small body and Red's much larger body. She pulsed her muscles inside, sucked hard, and then Ty and Red began to come at the same time, down her throat and up her ass.

Their balls—
their gorgeous sugarplums
—worked overtime, pumping and pumping out creamy jizz, filling her up with their passion.

Someone—she couldn't be sure who—had his thumb on her clit, and gave her a quick circling, which shot her off like a sleigh through night clouds.

With all her openings stretched to the max, her whole body full of human cock, she shuddered with pure, raw, energy.

As she came, her skin glowed brighter with the powerful orgasm

Thunder crackled outside and the skies flashed with light.

This was it.

She came like a goddess, like a holy beast, like the world was ripping apart around her and then coming back together.

She let out one tiny little sigh around the cock in her mouth, and her whole body shook like a fancy sex toy, sucking even more cum out of her three handsome partners.

This was the magic that powered the sleigh, and the entire Christmas operation, with all its magic.

All over the world, elves were in the homes of humans, fucking their ever-loving brains out. The elves all traveled by a magic spell that shot them up inside the tall building behind the toy factory and shot them down chimneys in the world of humans.

Everywhere that night, every elf was nailing a human, and their sexual climaxes were showering the planet in joy and good feelings. The next day, strangers would stop to help each other, and everyone would be smiling. But tonight, they were getting and giving a good Christmas pounding.

Santa picked Lucy up from the rooftop.

He raised his snowy-white eyebrows. “I trust by the glow on your cheeks, you had a good time?”

“Oh, yes,” she breathed. Lucy was the luckiest elf that night, for the chimney magic worked to send each elf to a single human partner, or occasionally two. She knew she was the only one who'd been lucky enough that night to know the pleasure of three handsome men at once.

“Think that'll tide you over for another fifty years?” Santa asked.

She paused for a moment, gazing out over the happy reindeer, their magic hooves still pounding the sky. They were tired, but satisfied.

“What would I do with four?” she asked. “Do you think I could get two at a time inside my pussy?”

“Ho, ho, ho!” he laughed. “Why don't you and Snowflake come over next week? We can experiment. Mrs. Claus doesn't go in for the group thing much, but she does like to watch.”

“Sounds good to me.”

Lucy moved over on the bench to be closer to the kind man everyone called Santa. The sleigh was so warm, and the bumpy ride so comforting. She rested her cheek upon his shoulder and drifted off to sleep, visions of sugarplums dancing in her head.

Her tail twitched as she pulled up to the run-down house in her sleek silver car. After stepping out of the Lexus, she clicked the button to lock the vehicle, then clicked it again to be certain. Patting the tight knot holding up her gold-hued hair, she willed herself forward.

The mechanic, whom she had spoken to on the phone hours earlier, appeared to be enjoying some beer on the porch. The sun had gone down, and he was lit only by a single bare bulb overhead. He eyed the woman warily but didn't move.

“I'm sorry,” she said. “Am I early? We spoke on the phone about the Datsun?”

“You're late. I can't be out here waiting all night. I might have to make an adjustment to the price.”

“Perhaps if you'd given better driving instructions, or had a legible
number
affixed to your ... dwelling.”

“Now, now. Do you wanna look at the car or not, lady?”

She didn't. What was she doing there? Something else entirely. And in her new suit. Master would be so angry. She thought about turning around and forgetting the whole thing.

His scent carried on a breeze, over to her nostrils. What was he? Not human. Not entirely human, at least. Was he ...? She sniffed again, trying to place that mix of musk and perfume.