It is a blissful evening at 1 Reindeer Lane in the North Pole. The temperature is well below freezing, the rooftops are covered in snow, and all the chimneys are snorting tufts of smoke. Christmas is only a few moons away and Santa has enforced a curfew of 10:00pm accompanied by a lights out requirement of 11:00pm, very much too early for a naughty elf like myself and Santa knows it. That’s why he put the curfew into effect.  Well…I’ll show Santa!

Santa wants all of his elves to be in tip top well rested condition come Christmas Eve.  Not an elf can afford to miss a beat or the rest of the world and all of the little children will suffer for it. I am not an amateur elf. I know how important Christmas is, but I cannot help but dream of rousing you from your slumber and seducing you.  I would step out of my jingling slippers, as well as my red and white striped tights, and ease into bed with you. Your skin warming mine almost instantly. I tingle at the thought.

The main factor that keeps me planted in the North Pole are the 3,391 miles that separates us and, of course, my lack of a sleigh. Elves aren’t allowed to have their own transportation in the North Pole, a fact that I constantly petition the removal of with Santa and Mrs. Clause. Santa declares it is for my own protection, but I have no idea what I am being protected from . Perhaps it’s from men like you that I only visit while I dream. You are but a normal man and elves are not allowed to date the like.

Through the minutes of the evening slowing ticking after lights out, my yearning for you becomes uncontrollable. It’s as if you call to me across the lands. I cannot deny this feeling.  I know I must act or I will spend yet another restless night dreaming of you…my faraway lover. You know nothing of me yet. I know I cannot make the trip alone. I silently slip down the hall to the door of the only elf with a wild side as uninhibited as mine. Her name is Lacy and she likes sex just as much as I do.

Her lust grows as deep as mine through the night. I hear her moans accompanied by the buzzing of a device of pleasure.…of which we are not allowed to have I must add. I knock lightly on her door and petition my feat. Presentation is key but all I can think to do is spout out the plan as she stands before me wide eyed with disbelief. She starts to protest as I place a finger on her lips and then cover her lips with mine. There is no time for argument I tell her. We must leave quickly.

I plan for us to steal, no borrow, Santa’s sleigh for the night. Of course that includes Rudolf and the rest of the bunch. They are always up for a ride and will come willingly. We are going to travel to San Diego, CA and seduce a very special man and make it back to the North Pole before Santa even opens his eyes for breakfast. You, of course, laugh at me but with the glint of knowing and excitement I knew you would have. When I see that twinkle in your eyes I simply say ‘Let’s do this!’ with a smile.

You follow me to where the reindeer gather and we begin calling them. Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, and Vixen! Comet, Cupid, Donner, and Blitzen! Rudolf, Rudolf, Rudolf where are you? You must come and play! We need you! As Rudolf rounds the bend with a smile only a reindeer can sport, we begin lining them up and attaching them to Santa’s sleigh. They are so excited they can barely keep their hoofs on the ground.  I knew they would love this. It’s time to fly guys!  I give them the address and we are offfffffffffff!

As we fly through the sky, wetness grows between my legs. I look at Lacy and she has devious smile across her lips. She looks just as hungry for sex as I am and I ease one hand between her legs. I move my fingertips to my mouth. Yummy! There is nothing like the taste of a woman…or elf I should say. We fly over dark snow covered mountains on our way to California. The reindeer, with Rudolf leading, working as our personal GPS. About 600 more miles and I will see the ocean and the rooftop of your home.

There it is and the reindeer slow, happy to receive a break and knowing they will receive a treat or two for their good behavior.  I queue Rudolf to land in the backyard, cutting down on exposure. He motions with a nod of the head we are on the same page. Rudolf is even better than those GPS’s Santa has been stockpiling for Christmas Eve. Rudolf knows what I am thinking even before I speak. He’s just that good!  We land almost effortlessly in my soon to be lover’s backyard.

I grab Lacy by her sleeve and creep silently to my lover’s bedroom window.  It is unlocked as I expect and I quietly open his window just enough for me and Lacy to make our way through. Elves have expert skills in sneaking into people’s houses. It is not always as easy as falling through the chimney as the storybooks tell. Elves are more lithe and smaller than most humans and definitely Santa for that matter. My lover does not even stir as we make our way through and tip toe to his bed.

I gently remove the covers and find him still clothed, his chest heaving with each breathe. We take a moment to slip out of our slippers and stockings. I ask Lacy to make her way to the other side of the bed and help me remove his t-shirt and silk Christmas boxers. I run my hand along his shaft and he responds to my touch with a light moan. When I remove my hand he replaces it with his and moans yet again at his own touch. I move his hand aside and look to Lacy. She is wearing a grin that only a horny elf can.  

I give Lacy a nod and she takes control moving her hands between his legs and bringing him out of the top of his boxers. She lets out a small sigh and moves her head down above his tip. She looks up at me for permission and takes him into her mouth. My heart skips a beat at all that is next to come. As she engulfs the tip of his sex I move my hand between my legs to my erect clit….moving and rotating my fingertips to the pace of her swallows. I can feel him inside of me already and notice a fine layer of sweat on his brow.

I remind Lacy that we are both to finish first before we allow him to and she licks her lips. We both grab sides of his boxers and remove them. Next, we grab his t-shirt and lift it over his head.  He stirs and only moans without opening his eyes. I instruct Lacy to work on his chest and kiss him deeply as I mount his rod putting in just the right spot for me. I take him so deep inside of me my pelvis and clit grind against him. I don’t use much motion as I don’t want him to fully wake. I grind and move in circles, my mouth open in ecstasy.

I imagine Lacy’s lips against mine only to find they are really there. She has mounted him also with her clit against his tongue. She kisses me fully. She moves slowly grinding in his face. We all moan in unison (Hi, this is really Belle…I had to go masturbate but back to my story). As Lacy and I kiss and gyrate from the stimulation, we both orgasm at the same time with our mouths locked. He doesn’t even peak. He is still in that state that is so very close to sleep.

Lacy and I dismount and giggle amongst ourselves. I remind her it is my lover’s turn and we must not fully wake him. Our love making must appear a dream to him when he wakes. Then we have to make our way to the North Pole. He is still hard from our lovemaking and I grab him with my hand jerking slowly up and down using my juices as lubricant. Lacy takes her queue and positions herself between his legs taking his balls into her mouth. I move down and take him deep into my throat. He throbs uncontrollably.

I begin to paint my masterpiece. First circling the tip of his head slowly time and time again, then licking my way up and down his shaft from tip to base. I could do this all night I think to myself. Sadly, this isn’t my land I remind myself. I begin sucking using the base of my throat to swallow the tip of his shaft. I use the base of my throat to massage his cock softer, harder, softer, and then harder. I let up a moment to move up and down with my lips. His body begins to tense and then he gushes in my mouth. I swallow every drop. His eyes flutter only the slightest. He smiles in his slumber.

Lacy and I replace our stockings and slip our feet into our slippers being careful to keep the bells silent as we tip top to the window sill and climb through. The reindeer look up and I see their anticipation.  Rudolf nods to me in a let’s go manner and the rest of the reindeer do the same. Lacy and I hop on for the ride. Almost without a sound, we take flight and soar through the sky making our way quickly to the North Pole. Our trip home takes less time as Rudolf and his lot know the urgency. Santa must not find out!

We make great time and land at 1 Reindeer Lane 2 hours before breakfast. Lacy and I give each reindeer a treat and a kiss on the noise. Except Rudolf that is, we cannot risk damaging that commodity. Rudolf gets a kiss smack dab on his lips! The deer bat their eyelashes and trot happily to pasture. Lacy and I make haste on our way back to our rooms, pausing only a moment for a kiss. Santa and Mrs. Clause don’t hear a peep.  With our fingers over our lips we step into our separate rooms and crawl into bed.  Tonight I will dream of you my faraway lover.

-- Modified on 12/3/2010 10:37:42 PM

I have been good…but I could be naughty…your choice.



Great new pictures...absolutely lovely

I am really looking forward to my next San Diego trip!

RocketMan

Who needs a Kindle after having a story like that - great work, and illustrated so wonderfully with your lovely self. More please ! I definitely would like to find you in your (and my) Christmas stocking(s).

I am expecting you to land in my backyard sometime soon too.  There will be more pictures to come.  I have a few in mind I know you will enjoy, involving two scantily clad brunettes you have played with.  I hope  to see you soon my master and slave.  Until then....

Ciao,
Belle

Is there a man alive who wouldn't get hard looking at this picture?  Wow...

..and best Christmas Story I have ever read!!!  And more ..thanks. Going to San Diego soon

I will definitely be wearing this outfit for you and I am sure we will have fun taking it off.  I cannot wait!  Until then...

Ciao,
Belle

I have to admit, this photo my favorite too.  It might actually be one of my favorites EVER!  Pictures are fun altogether, especially when you see them for the first time.

Ciao,
Belle

Dear Kernelingus,

I am happy to hear you enjoy my spreading of Christmas cheer.  I will have another new story coming out in the next week called 'All I want for Christmas is a tri-pod.'  It's based on an actual Belle experience and I love it so far.  Also, if you check out my website tab labeled erotica you will find links to many more stories I have posted.  I must say though, this is probably my favorite to date.  I hope to pop INTO your Christmas stockings soon.  Until then...

Ciao,
Belle

Dear Steve25,

I am always delighted to hear when a man is fond of any story I write; it's makes it all the more gratifying to write them.  'Twas a Few Nights Before Christmas' is probably one of my all time favorites to date.  There are plenty more stories on my website found under the erotica tab so please enjoy.  I truly hope to make MORE than your acquaintance when you find your way to me in San Diego.  Hey, it does get cold here too you know!  Until then...

Ciao,
Belle

I believe Belle will be on both the Naughty and Nice Lists this Christmas!

A compliment from you is a compliment in full.  I hope to see you again very very very soon.  I have something in mind we didn't get to try that absolutely must be on our list.  Until then...

Ciao,
Belle