It was the week before Christmas, and I found myself barely dressed in a scrap of red velvet, green fishnet stockings with red garters, and red suede spike-heeled boots. Why? With all of my credit cards maxed out, I had no other choice but to take the only job I could find. I’d had visions of myself decked out in some kind of cutesy holiday attire, handing out candy canes and cookies to happy shoppers and kids at the mall. But there was no such job to be found. Then my friend Tara came to my rescue, offering me a job that she’d turned down.
When she first showed me the costume I asked, “What am I supposed to be—Santa’s little helper or Santa’s little hooker?”
Tara informed me that I would be one of seven hostesses at an adult party, and that I was supposed to be an “elfette.”
“What exactly does an elfette do at an adult party?” I asked, eyeing the costume warily. “And what’s the pay?”
Tara said I’d get $500 for five hours, plus tips. My job would be to walk around with a tray and hand out gelatin shots, tobacco for the hookahs and adult-type party favors. It sounded okay—unless I was supposed to be one of the party favors. But Tara said that would be up to me. If I spotted an elf or elfette that I liked, I was free to flirt or do whatever I wanted during my breaks. She’d worked the party the previous year and said it had been lots of fun.
“If you’re really good, maybe Santa will let you ride his sleigh,” Tara said, giving me one of her wicked grins. “Lord knows you need to get laid in the worst way!”
She was so right about that. I had caught my last boyfriend with a gorgeous blonde more than a month before, and I hadn’t had sex since. I might even have considered forgiving him, but I’d found them screwing around in my bed, and they hadn’t even had the decency to ask me to join them!
So there I was, at the address Tara had given me, having squeezed my hourglass figure into this outrageously slutty getup that, under normal circumstances, I wouldn’t be caught dead in. The party was already under way, and they put me right to work. Passing out the cock-shaped candy canes and tobacco and so on was pretty easy work, and by the time my supply began to run out it was nearly time for my break. Heading back to the bar to drop off my tray, I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror. The costume really was ridiculous, especially with the tray hanging around my neck. I looked like one of those 1950s cigarette girls.
As I handed my tray to the bartender I felt a hand slide up my thigh. “You look really hot,” a voice said.
I turned to see another elfette standing next to me. She was slightly taller than I was, and had a dark, exotic look about her. Her outfit was identical to mine, except that the red and green parts were reversed.
“You look pretty naughty yourself,” I said, looking her up and down.
“My name is Belle, and I’m about to take my break,” she said with a mischievous grin. “Want to join me?”
“Sure,” I said. “I’m Jade. Lead the way.”
Belle took my hand and led me through the club’s winter wonderland décor. Hundreds of lights and icicles dangled from the ceiling, and glitter and faux snow littered the floor. Weird techno versions of holiday music played through the speakers as groups of revelers danced and gyrated to the beat.
We were headed toward a small faux gingerbread house, adorned with candy and multifaceted icicle lights. A sign on the door read “No Admittance—Elves Only.” When we reached it, Belle opened the door and pulled me inside. Apparently, this was the lounge area for the holiday staff. There were two daybeds, and lots of pillows on the floor.
“How much time do we have?” I asked.
“As much as we need,” Belle said, giving me a sexy smile. Then she pushed me down on one of the beds and straddled my legs. “You’re Tara’s friend,” she said confidently. “She described you to me. She said you were hot, and that you’d be up for some fun.”
Her hands were already squeezing my breasts, and it felt really good. I found it exciting that this woman who I had just met wanted me. I placed my hands on her hips and let them slide over her full ass. I cupped her cheeks and squeezed as she leaned down to press her lips to mine. They were soft and inviting. As the passion began to build, I moved my hands up her back and pulled her close, so that our breasts mashed against each other. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and tasted peppermint.
We continued kissing, our tongues twining around each other, until Belle sat up. “Let’s take these off so we don’t get them messed up,” she said, quickly pulling her costume over her head before helping me wriggle out of mine. Thank God for Spandex! Our bras and panties came off next, leaving us in our garters, fishnet stockings, and boots.
Belle lowered her lips to my breast and began licking and sucking my nipple, occasionally tugging at the tip with her teeth. Her hot wet mouth sent shivers through me, reminding me of what I’d been missing the last several weeks. One hand caressed my other breast as she nibbled and sucked, and I raised one leg and wrapped it around her waist to hold her hips in place against mine.
As our mouths ground together I moaned at the pleasure I was feeling. I couldn’t wait till her lips and hot tongue moved further south. I felt the wetness of my desire as it ran down my slit, and all I could think of was how good it would feel when this girl finally sucked it out of me.
After Belle released my nipple, letting it pop out of her mouth, she started kissing her way down along my ribs. I arched my hips as she brushed past the indention of my belly button and drew closer to my pussy. But instead of stopping where I most needed her, her mouth skittered along my inner thigh. There she paused to nip my flesh, moving from one leg to the other.
I raised my head and looked down at her, and her gaze locked with mine. She slipped her hands beneath my ass, grabbed one of the small pillows from the bed and tucked it under my hips to keep me in place. Then she reached down to wet her fingers in my juices before raising them to my lips. I sucked her fingers into my mouth and licked my cream from them.
Belle moved those same fingers between my legs and used them to spread my nether lips as she brought her mouth to them. When her lips finally kissed my needy flesh, my body jerked in response.
“Ticklish, eh?” Belle asked. Then she started licking and sucking me in earnest. She licked her way through my folds and teased my clit with the tip of her tongue. She seemed to know exactly what parts of me to touch, and just how to give me pleasure. Each sweep of her tongue drove me closer to release. Her fingers slipped deep into my pussy, and I moaned and writhed as she sucked my clit while driving those slick fingers in and out of me. When I reached my peak, my hips bucked against Belle’s mouth as I rode the erotic wave of pleasure.
My limbs felt like wet noodles when I came down, and I seriously considered blowing off my elfette duties and staying in that little house, but Belle said it was time to get back to work.
“Time does fly when you’re getting really good head,” I said, smiling at her. “Why don’t we meet back here for our next break, and I can return the favor.”
“Sounds like a plan, Jade,” she said, as she shimmied into her dress.
I put on my bra, but when I looked around for my thong I couldn’t find it. But what the hell, I thought, I wasn’t planning to sit on anyone’s lap. I squeezed into my dress and we left the gingerbread house and worked our way back toward the bar.
Along the way, I noticed a few of the other elfettes, and some of the elves, doing their best to spread holiday cheer. At one table an elfette was sitting on a man’s lap, plying him with gelatin shots. In a corner booth I saw an elf wearing nothing but green suede boots and red velvet briefs, teasing a woman with one of the cock-shaped candy canes, holding it to her mouth as she sucked and licked at it. His other hand was under the table, moving back and forth, and I had an idea of what it was doing. Another elfette had dumped her tray of goodies on the floor and was giving a lap dance to a woman. I had the feeling that my next walk-around was going to be a lot more fun.
After refilling my tray, I set out to work my way around the room again. I’d already made $50 in tips, and the night wasn’t even half over. I was feeling really good and highly confident, and as I made my way through the haze of hookah smoke a booth in a corner caught my attention. Seated at it were three women and two men, who looked as if they were on the verge of having an orgy. I wasn’t sure what the house rules were, but from the looks of things anything went, and I decided to join the party.
As I walked up to the table, I saw one of the elves headed in the same direction. We looked at each other for a moment, and then he shot me a grin and turned away. “They’re all yours, hon,” he said over his shoulder. “I don’t like the odds.”
That’s exactly why I swing both ways—more options. I turned back to the booth and saw that things had progressed to the point where the two men were getting blowjobs from two of the women. The third woman was watching them, but when I approached she turned her attention to me and smiled.
“Looks like everyone’s paired up,” she said. She extended her hand to me and I took it, sliding onto the seat next to her. “I love your costume,” she remarked.
“It comes with the job,” I said. “Can I help you with anything?”
“Perhaps,” she said. Then she slid down to the floor, kneeling alongside the other two women, who were still sucking off the guys. “What I’d really like to know is what girl elves wear under their skirts.”
I spread my legs for her as she reached to push up my skirt. My tray was in the way, so I released the neck strap and placed it on the table. It was pretty dark where we were sitting, but I was fairly certain she could see that this elfette had gone commando.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen elf pussy before,” the woman said, and with that she reached for her purse and pulled out a huge, 10-inch vibrator. “My name is Celia,” she said hoarsely, “and I’ve been looking for someone new to road-test this on. This must be your lucky night!” With that she powered up the vibe, rolled it around on her tongue to get it well coated with her saliva, then told me to scoot forward to the edge of the seat.
I eagerly did so, anxious for Celia to fuck me with that thing. She ran the buzzing tip along my slit, which was already slick with my fluids. I watched the slow glide of the plastic cock as she eased it deeper and deeper into my wanton hole. I felt every inch of it stretching me, pushing its way in. I closed my eyes and savored the sensation of that big tool in my cunt, feeling the buzz throughout my body as it hummed inside me.
Celia knew exactly what to do with it too, stroking it slowly in and out as she rubbed my clit with her free hand. As the speed and intensity of the strokes increased, I knew I wasn’t going to last long. The friction of that big dildo was incredibly good. Every nerve in my pussy was pulsing and throbbing as I headed helplessly toward the ultimate release. I was right at the tipping point, but what sent me tumbling over the edge was the unexpected feeling of my clit being sucked hard into Celia’s hot, wet mouth. My body suddenly seized up as I screamed out my pleasure, drenching Celia’s face and hand with my juices.
I slumped in the seat then, feeling wrung out and limp, my muscles loose and relaxed. I felt the withdrawal of the vibrator, and watched Celia as she used her tongue to thoroughly lap up every drop of my release.
“That was fun!” she said, and kissed me as she resumed her seat.
“It was amazing,” I told her. “I feel totally fucked! I wish I didn’t have to go back to work.”
Meanwhile the two guys had swapped places with the other women and were about to show their appreciation for the blowjobs they’d just received. The woman next to Celia still had a mouthful of come. She put an arm around Celia’s neck and pulled her close for a kiss. I watched them snowball the guy’s come between them as both men started to go down on the women.
This seemed like a good time for me to make my exit. I was about to pick up my tray when Celia said, “Just leave everything with us, sweetie.” Then she beckoned me closer, and as I leaned toward her she tucked a folded-up bill down the front of my dress.
I happily dumped the entire contents of my tray onto their table and got up to leave. As I walked away I pulled out the bill Celia had tucked into my dress and unfolded it. I’d just received a $100 tip!
Instead of heading back to the bar to refill the stupid tray, I cut through the horde of writhing bodies on the dance floor and made my way to the coat-check room. My plan was to pick up my bag, pop into the ladies’ room to freshen up, and then head back to the elf hideout to hook up with Belle.
But when I got to the coat-check area I discovered that whoever was supposed to be manning that spot had disappeared—or had possibly found something to do that was more fun than watching coats.
I leaned over the counter and looked around, but I didn’t see anyone. However, I thought I heard something that sounded like grunting—along with the sound of bells tinkling.
Curious, I moved to the little half door that led into the area. It was locked, but I was able to hitch myself over it with a little effort. I called, “Hello?” but there was no answer. So I started to explore, moving through racks of coats, looking for the source of the sounds. I found it behind the last row of racks. An elf and an elfette were doing the doggy on a pile of coats. Thank god, mine wasn’t one of them.
The elfette was on her knees, with her dress bunched up around her waist. She had streamers of bells in her hair, and each time the elf porked her the bells jingled. The elf was totally naked, except for his green suede boots and his elf hat. And he was big! He looked less like an elf than like the jolly green giant. It was quite a sight.
The elf saw me approach, and without missing a stroke he said, “Hey, baby, either join us or shut the door on your way out, okay?”
“Well, since you asked so nicely,” I said sweetly, “I think I’ll join in the festivities.” I hadn’t seen this much action even when I’d had a boyfriend. There’s nothing like making up for lost time.
I approached the couple, trying to decide where I wanted to position myself. The decision was suddenly made easier for me when the elf let out a cry of victory as he filled the elfette with his holiday cream. He collapsed on top of his partner, and then rolled over onto his back, panting.
I got down and crawled closer to the girl as she too rolled onto her back, and I saw her face for the first time. She actually looked a little like an elf. She had sandy hair, a pert nose that tilted up at the tip and impish-looking eyes. She smiled at me as I approached, looking like the cat that had just eaten the canary.
I didn’t waste any time. I hooked my arms under her legs and settled in to eat her pussy. I spread open her pussy lips and began lapping the fluid that oozed out of her hole. From the amount of come leaking out, I suspected that the big elf hadn’t been her first fuck of the night.
I covered her hole with my mouth and sucked hard, trying to draw out every drop of the tangy mix of ejaculate and pussy juice. When I’d sucked out as much as I could, I pushed my tongue inside in search of more.
The girl was whimpering now, and she tangled her fingers in my hair, keeping me close. The elf, who’d been watching up to that point, reached over and began fondling her breasts and rolling her nipples between his fingers, heightening her pleasure. “Oh yeah, that feels good,” she moaned as little tremors shook her body. “Suck my pussy, baby!”
As I sucked and finger-fucked her, the elf moved to straddle her face, his semi-hard cock inches from her mouth. She wrapped her hand around it and guided it between her lips. She looked really hot with his big dick fucking her mouth. I swirled my tongue around her clit and coordinated my thrusting fingers with the thrusting of his cock.
When the girl came, her inner muscles tightened around my fingers as if milking them. I could only imagine what the elf was feeling as he shoved his cock into her mouth one last time and held it there while he shot his load down her throat.
“Well, that was fun,” she said when she had swallowed his jism. “Anyone up for another round?”
“Thanks, but I think it’s almost time for my break,” I said. Actually I was anxious to meet Belle again, as we had arranged. I left them there, saying maybe I would be back later.
The party was still going strong as I weaved through the mass of guests. I was heading for the bar to refill my tray, but I changed my mind at the last minute. As I made a beeline for the restroom I decided that no one would miss me if I wanted to take an extended break.
In the ladies’ room I quickly freshened up, then hurried off to the elf shack to meet Belle. When I reached it the sign was already on the door. I went inside, only to find that Belle had started without me. She was on the floor naked, head to crotch with an elfette I hadn’t yet met. Belle was on top. She looked up when she heard me come in.
“Hi,” she said, grinning. “This is Sherry. Sherry, meet Jade.”
For a moment I felt jealous, but then I realized how silly that was. “Don’t let me interrupt,” I told them. “I’ll just watch.” I put down my tray and stripped out of my costume, then sat down cross-legged on the floor so I could play with myself while they fucked each other.
Belle and her partner went back to eating each other out as I started rubbing my pussy. They looked really good together, humping each other’s face. As I used my thumb to press on my clit I shoved two fingers into my twat.
The girls were both moaning with pleasure, and as those sounds grew in volume my own level of excitement increased. I started moving my fingers faster and faster, and pressing harder on my clit. When they came together, I came too, drenching my fingers and moaning.
Belle moved around to face her partner then, and I watched as they kissed and fondled each other. Then Belle reached out her hand to me, inviting me to join them. What happened next was something I’d only dreamed about. I’d been in threesomes before, but they’d always been with two guys, or a girl and a guy. This would be my first time with two girls.
As I took a closer look at Sherry I saw that she had amazing tits—full round globes with big nipples that were perfect for sucking.
“I love your tits,” I told her. “May I?”
“Oh, yeah,” she said. “Suck ‘em—hard!”
Belle and I both sucked on Sherry’s big tits. Sherry let out little sounds of pleasure, and when I pressed my hand firmly against her mound she cried out for me to suck her pussy. I kissed her mouth first, running my tongue along her lips. They tasted like Belle, and I wondered how her pussy would taste.
I licked and kissed my way down her body, and she quivered and whimpered as I ran my tongue through her folds and along her slit. She started moving around so much that I had to get a grip on her legs.
Then Belle said, “Let’s try it this way.” She made Sherry turn onto her side, and for a second I thought she was positioning us in a 69. But she had something better in mind. With my head between Sherry’s legs, Belle brought her mouth to my crotch, then guided Sherry’s mouth to her own pussy. Now we were in a daisy chain, sucking each other off and pinching each other’s nipples. It was awesome! I don’t know how long it went on, but when I came my body stiffened and my tongue went crazy against Sherry’s clit. Then we were all screaming at once.
Afterwards the three of us lay there, panting and sweating. I didn’t think I could move, but Sherry said we had an hour to go before the party ended. She dressed quickly and gave us each a quick kiss before going back out there.
Belle grinned at me. “Fuck the party,” she said. “I bought a new toy that I’m dying to try out, but I need a partner to see if it works.” With that she reached into her bag and pulled out a large double-headed dildo. I could only stare at it. I had never used one before, but I was more than willing to try it.
Without wasting any time we got onto one of the day beds and faced each other. Belle put one end of the dildo in her mouth and sucked on it, getting it nice and wet, and then I did the same with the other end. Then we both leaned back and fed an end of the dildo into our cunts. Using our hands and arms for support, we rolled our hips forward, pushing more of the dildo inside. When it was all the way in we started pushing against one another, fucking ourselves on the double-headed cock. God, it was fabulous! We kept it up, going faster and faster, pushing each other harder and harder until we both came, our bodies racked with spasms of ecstasy.
Once we had calmed down, Belle asked me if I would also be working the next party, which would be on Christmas Eve.
“I should think so, for sure,” I told her. “I can’t remember the last time I had this much fun!”
—J.L., Los Angeles, California