Christmas in July Story

CHRISTMAS IN JULY STORY

It may seem strange to have a name of “Bell” but I have never been called anything else. I never really thought it odd to not have a last name because everyone where I lived used only people’s first names and last names were totally unnecessary. I guess if I had a last name it would be Elfgirl because I come from a long line of female elves that install, fix and maintain all the Christmas bells at the North Pole.

I was a bit sad this year because I had made the decision to break away from my happy home and leave the nest for an adventure in the outside world. We were not allowed to have television, movies, or any of that sort of nonsense in the workshops because it slowed down our production. The Kringles were very strict with their workers and maintained a set of rules and regulations which I viewed as overly restrictive. I mean, everybody know elves like to have a giggle most of the time.

Well, in all honesty, I would have to admit the real reason I left my cozy little safe cottage and happy existence was because there was an unbelievable shortage of male elves at the Pole.

Here I was almost 25 Christmas’s old and still a technical virgin. It was becoming very difficult to continue giggling when one’s female equipment is not being put to proper use. I had a bit of a fling with a reindeer handler’s helper called Hugo for almost 2 full years. Unfortunately, that ended in a nasty scene when I caught him doing some very funny business with Mrs. Kringle behind the barn.

Hugo had never gotten to home plate with me because I always had this silly notion that I would see the world and really do something that would make me very famous and very rich. Sure, he squirted his elf juices on almost every little hidden corner of my petite curvy body and I loved the sticky feel on my fingers. I had even become very accomplished at tending to his needs with my nicely lubricated lips whenever he asked me “get on your knees”.

But he had never pushed his thing up inside me where it really counts for the deflowering process.

The trip down to the “lower 48” was tiring but a lot of fun. I met this long distance truck driver who really appreciated my constant attention to his often rock hard cock. I only insisted that we not engage in the milking exercises, whilst he was driving, because I did not want to become just another “Jane Doe” killed in an unfortunate highway collision.

I parted company with “Bubba” just outside of Saint Louis, Missouri mostly due to his insistence that I “bend over and take it up the ass”. In the first place, I just could not imagine his huge cock squeezing into my tiny little brown eye, but, more importantly, I was just plain insulted he didn’t want to launch his long thick cock into the hole that really counted. If only he had done that first, we would still be driving on our merry way and I would no longer be a pitiful virgin.

I was one of the lucky elf girls who had normal human ears and other than my unusual lack of height and a propensity to break out in a giggle at odd moments or skip instead of walk, one would never suspect I was anything other than a young attractive female with shocking green eyes and long flowing black hair.

A bus driver at a truck stop took pity on me.

I was sitting drinking the water and some of the free crackers on the table for the soup, when he sat down opposite me and asked me my name. After my episode with the horny truck driver, I was a bit cautious about talking to strangers. He did seem kindly however, so I told him,

“My name is Bell Elfgurl. Is there any chance of getting a ride on the bus? I am without money but I will be willing to make it worth your while.”

He laughed and gave his order to the waitress who was hovering nearby and who was giving me a very chilling look that said, “I got your number, little lady!”

When he told me to order something on his bill, I almost jumped up and kissed him even though he looked decidedly plain and ordinary. I ordered a “Western Omelet” just because I liked the name. It sounded so rugged and all rural-like and I kind of like that feeling.

The omelet was absolutely delicious.

I figured he would want me to do something for him right then and there, but he told me he had to “stay on schedule” and load the passengers. He let me board the bus in front of him and gave me a feel all over my taut and petitely-shaped buttocks. I leaned back into it because it kind of felt real good.

“You can sit right there in the rumble seat right behind me. I keep that seat open to give me a buffer from the passengers. Try not to talk to me when I am driving because I don’t like to be distracted. My name is Harvey and I’ve been driving this route for almost 20 years.

Most of the passengers were asleep 10 minutes after we got on the road but being an elf and all, I seldom needed sleep except for a few hours here and there. I stumbled my way down the aisle to the bathroom in the back and was surprised to see 2 black soldiers on the back seat making a sandwich of a chubby white girl with her dress pushed up around her hips. She had such a wide grin on her face that I figured it was entirely consensual. I kind of envied her the fact she was getting her female equipment exercised with such a degree of enthusiasm.

When I whispered the fact into Harvey’s ear, he just chuckled and told me,

“Just human nature, kid, these young people are going to hump at any opportunity. It doesn’t mean anything unless they bother the other passengers.”

I had to agree with him and decided my new favorite seat on a bus was going to be in the last row and hope for the best.

When Harvey shook my shoulder, I saw that all the passengers had already gotten off the bus and realized I must have fallen asleep after all. So much for elf-lore. I followed him to the dispatch window and he got his ticket punched. It sounded very official, but the clerk seemed totally disinterested and annoyed that we had disturbed his reading of a very erotic magazine.

I followed Harvey down into the “subway” thing which was a fancy name for a regular old train that ran under the ground. It was kind of crowded with lots of people and I tried to snuggle up inside Harvey’s arms so I was safe from the male hands which seemed to be everywhere.

His house was very old but it was a real house and not an apartment building. The only thing strange about it was the big stone stairway and the flat roof. It smelled real nice inside.

“Harvey, how do you keep your house smelling so very nice?”

He laughed at my question and pointed to several bowls of dried flowers and such nice smelling things inside.

“Those things work wonders, kid. You ready for a shower and some fun time?”

The shower sounded wonderful and I almost ran to the bathroom with him and started stripping off my dirty clothing in a big hurry. He fixed the temp on the water for me and I just stood there relaxing and enjoyed the fact that he was eating up every angled view of my naked body.

I heard him undressing and then the big guy joined me in the steamy shower. I let my eyes fall down to his package and a gasp escaped my lips. It was like humongous. I knew right away my little holes were much too small for this size cock. In order to forestall the inevitable confrontation of his super-sized cock on my little pussy slit, I dropped to my knees and started to massage his shaft and soft hanging balls with gentle jerking motions. The shower water was hitting me in the back of the head but it felt really good. I moved my lips forward and took Harvey inside my mouth all the way back to the beginning of my throat. I heard him groan and he tried to shove it in even deeper.

Thank goodness my little reindeer handler had spent all those hours training me to take cock deep inside my mouth. I opened wide and tried my best to accommodate Harvey with little thought to my own pleasure. My hands on his ass cheeks could feel the way his muscles were straining to deliver a large load of creamy cum inside my mouth. The sticky pre-cum was already dribbling down my throat like a preview of what was to cum.

Harvey shouted something at me.

I didn’t understand exactly what he was saying because of the water running and his hands over my ears. I just opened wider and waited for the flood to hit the back of my throat.

I was not disappointed.

I swallowed as fast as I could but I couldn’t keep up and the stuff started to dribble down my chin. It was all immediately washed away by the hot steamy water cascading around us.

Harvey pulled me to my feet and turned me away from him. I knew this was the final moment of truth. This was my going to my first time. I said a little prayer under my breath hoping that I would be satisfying to him and that it would finally happen. My long wait would be over very soon.

He spread my ass cheeks and rubbed my tiny little anus. I hoped he was not thinking about doing it back there like the silly truck driver. I was feeling so good at the moment that I probably would have let him even though I wanted it so desperately deep inside my baby-making hole.

The long-awaited touch of the tip of his beautiful cock on my leaking pussy slit was sheer heaven.

I sighed and spread my legs wider to let him get in deep. I wanted him to break my hymen and go right up against my cervix with his thick cock.

OMG! He was inside me and paused for just a brief moment. I started to orgasm like a silly schoolgirl and I guess that is exactly what I really was. Slowly, he slid inside me and came up against the barrier of the thin membrane hymen. It ripped with an audible sound and his cock sank deep inside until he was fully seated inside my core. I was breathing real hard now and like the silly virgin I had just recently been, I whimpered for him to make me do it.

“Make me do it, Harvey!”

Then he started to pound me into the slick tiled walls of the shower. I did my best to keep my knees locked because I did not want his cock to come out for any reason. That was when I went into an orgasm of a type I had never experienced. My anal and my oral orgasms were like little vibrations compared to the volcano that erupted from my pulsating vagina.

Harvey started to yell at me and pulled my hair hard. I loved it!

Each time he shouted, a spurt of hot creamy cum splashed against my sensitive inner wall. Soon I was flooded and the feeling of being filled made me shudder in sensuous satisfaction.

We washed each other with great delight and Harvey told me I was the “best he ever had”.

That was the nicest news my no longer virginal elf ears had ever heard.