Chapter 0 - Surprise Present

So, the day after Boxing Day still counts as in time for Christmas, right?

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It was the first Christmas we spent together, just the two of us. My uncle was having us 'house-sit' his house while he and my aunt visited my aunt's family for a week -- though since he had previously let his house stand empty for longer than that, it was obvious that it was mostly an excuse to give us a nicer place to stay for Christmas than the tiny apartment that was all that us two recent college graduates could afford.

We weren't complaining. Since both our parents were away -- Ara's to visit family in Seoul, mine to visit my brother in Canada -- Ara and I had just spent a wonderful Christmas Eve cuddled together on the couch, watchin TV in front of a real fireplace. We had started off with a bunch of sappy movies, a guilty pleasure of both of us. Then, when we were both feeling coupley, Ara had connected her laptop and set up a long playlist of porn. We had found out we had pretty much the same taste in porn pretty early in our relationship, and now we had quickly moved beyond cuddling.

Eventually, though, we were spent, and our eyes began to droop as we lay together on the couch. By unspoken agreement, we headed to bed. The next morning would be the time to open the modest pile of presents under the tree.

As we exited the living room, Ara turned abruptly, tripping over her own feet and bumping face-first into my chest. We had both had a couple of glasses of wine, but it was clearly affecting her more.

She rallied quickly and looked up at me, her brown eyes wide but slightly unfocused. "We should put out cookies and milk for Santa!" she declared.

In my inebriated stated, this was hilarious, and I quickly agreed.

"Yes!" I giggled, "Come on, I'm sure I saw a packed of cookies in the kitchen!"

We ran off laughing. It took us a little while to find an appropriately fancy plate to arrange the cookies on, since that suddenly seemed very important.

Eventually, though, there was a -- fancy -- plate of cookies and a glass of milk on the table in front of the fireplace, and we were off to bed.

***

When I woke the next morning, Ara was still asleep. I busied myself with showering and getting some toast and cereal ready for when she woke up. When I sat down on the couch in the living room, I noticed a big box -- at least four feet long by three feet square -- behind the tree. I was surprised that Ara had managed to wake up during the night to add it, and even more so that she had managed to drag such a big packaged into place.

I couldn't think of anything that big that she would want to surprise me with, but knowing her it was going to be a gag gift wrapped in ten layers of boxes.

***

Around noon, Ara had woken up and eaten breakfast, we were once again snuggled together on the couch and I was starting to doze again.

"Mike, come on. We need to open presents!" Ara shook me awake.

There weren't too many presents -- again, recent graduates -- so about an hour later, only the big box was left. We reached for it at the same time.

"That's mine!" We said simultaneously. "Isn't it?"

We looked at each other.

"I thought you got it as a surprise extra," I said.

"I thought you got it."

We both turned to look at it. Now that I looked closer, it was clear that it wasn't wrapped in the same paper we'd used for the other gifts.

"I've been in bed the whole night!" Ana said.

"Me too."

"Then who put this here?" Ana turned, and I followed her gaze to the table. The cookies were gone and the glass was empty. "And who ate those?"

We exchanged another look, and then both reached out to pull the box toward us. It was heavy, made of thick cardboard, and it felt like there was something big and poorly-secured rattling around in there. We ripped the wrapping paper off together and then pulled off the tape holding the top closed. We lifted the flap.

"Finally!"

Both of us gaped at the tiny woman -- she had to be less than five feet tall, and very slightly built -- in the box, half-buried in a pile of packing peanuts. She wriggled around until she was facing us. It took her some effort, because, in addition to the green peaked cap, green tunic that flared out to a very short skirt, and green pointy shoes she was wearing, she was hog-tied with a strip of festive red-and-white ribbon.

She looked annoyed rather than distressed, which was probably why it took us a while to respond. We simply stared for a few moments.

"Who-" I began eventually, and then noticed her long, pointed ears. "*What* are you? How did you get here?"

She looked at me as if I was stupid, and tried to dig herself further out of the peanuts.

"I'm your Christmas gift, *obviously*," she said.

"Wha- how?" Ara echoed my thoughts.

As the woman in the box struggled more, ending up on her side with her face half-buried in white peanuts, I reached out dazedly and pulled at the bows in the ribbon, freeing her arms and legs. She sat up in the mass of packaging, rubbing her wrists, and looked at us curiously.

"What were you expecting?" she asked.

"But- I mean-" Ara stammered, "Santa's not-"

"Not real," I finished.

"Psh! Then how did I get here?" The woman -- elf? -- stood up and looked between us. "I realize most people stop believing as they get older, but you did put out the milk and cookies. He can smell those from miles away. You put out milk and cookies, and he brings you gifts. That's the deal."

"But- We- It was just a joke!"

The elf shrugged. "I don't think that matters." She stepped out of the box and moved to right in front of us. "That would explain why there wasn't a letter, though. We really had to improvise to figure out a gift."

"You said your were our gift?" Ara asked, sounding a little steadier now. She seemed to be handling the situation better than I was.

"Well, not *me*, exactly. Your gift is the experience that I'm going to give you." She raised her hands and touched each of us on the arm. "It's what we figured you'd like, after we looked around."

She waved a hand at the laptop, still connected to the TV.

"An experience?" I asked, a suspicion forming in my mind.

"We looked through your laptop, and there was a pretty clear theme to those videos." She shrugged again, and looked down. "To be honest, I think the boss sent me here because he's a little annoyed with me."

"Annoyed? Why?" Ara asked, interrupting my attempt to have the elf specify what she meant by 'experience.'

"There may have been an incident that resulted in some... damaged machinery, which might be considered to be my fault. And which led to a substantial delay in getting this year's toys ready."

"Machinery? I thought-" I began. Apparently I was accepting that this was really real, because now I was asking about the mechanics behind Santa Clause's toy production.

"Well, artisanal production and elf magic is all well and good, but when you need to produce several million action figures, there's nothing like a 1,500 ton high-throughput injection molding machine." She looked up again and attempted to sound defiant. "And it may be inconvenient when it accidentally catches fire a month before Christmas."

We gaped at her again.

"So, here I am." She bowed slightly. "Tinky, at your service. Your gift this year, determined from your frankly obscene amount of pornography, is the threesome experience of a lifetime!"

She smiled brightly.

"You- what? Threesome?" Ara stammered, blushing brightly.

Tinky waved a hand airily. "Oh, don't start. We checked your collection. A lot of it is threesome porn, and all of your recent files from last night were. We're pretty good at deducing people's interests, you know."

Ara and I exchanged a look. I was certain that the expression of mixed indignation and arousal on her face was mirrored on mine.

When neither of us spoke for a few moments, both of us too stunned to act, Tinky took another step forward. "Well? Let's get to it?" One of her hands reached for Ara's chest and grabbed a breast roughly, while the other came up between my legs and cupped my confused half-erection. "I can tell you're up for it!"

Ara held my gaze for a moment, her eyes darkening as her arousal became clear on her face.

"Oh, what the hell. I just hope this is real!"

She sprang forward. One of her hands took a hold of Tinky's long blonde hair and her mouth rushed toward the elf's in a crushing kiss.

Tinky made a high-pitched sound of surprised that quickly turned into a moan. Her hand tightened on my crotch, massaging my balls almost painfully. The sensation jolted me out of my stupor. Ara and I did indeed watch a lot of threesome porn. It had long been a fantasy of ours to have another woman join us: Ara was, in her own words, bicurious, while for myself the attraction was obvious.

Now, as I watched my girlfriend make out with another woman -- one of Santa's elves, apparently -- I had to agree with her. I was just going to go for it, and hope that this was real and not some kind of psychotic break or dream.

I stepped toward them and slung an arm around each of them, feeling Ara's familiar round buttcheek in one hand and a tight, compact booty in the other. I heard a pair of surprised squeaks, and then two arms snaked around my back to pull me closer. The girls didn't break their kiss as they groped my back and butt, but only intensified their efforts.

I simply enjoyed the sight, and the feeling of two warm bodies in my arms, for a few moments. Then Tinky broke the kiss, leaving Ara breathing heavily, and looked sideways at me.

"He's a big black guy," she said to Ara. "Does he have something worthwhile in those pants?"

Ara smiled at her.

"I think so. Why don't you check?"

Tinky wasted no time in dropping to her knees in front of me. Her hands quickly found the waistband of my pajama pants and had them down around my ankles in no time, taking my underwear along. My cock, which had been rock-hard for a while now, sprang free and pointed at the ceiling. Tinky's bright green eyes widened as she looked at it from a few inches away, and her mouth fell open.

"You're way bigger than the guys at the pole," she breathed, raising her hands to touch my pole.

She lifted one arm further and held my length along her forearm. She was short and slightly-built, and I was pretty well-endowed, if I say so myself, and my cock touched her arm from her elbow to her wrist, and was almost as thick.

"Yes!" Her mouth curved into a wide grin.

Ara had knelt down beside her, and her hand found Tinky's hair again. Her fingers curled in the blonde locks and pushed Tinky's head forward.

"Why don't you taste it?"

It was a question, but it sounded like an order, and Tinky didn't hesitate to obey. Her small pink tongue darted out and licked a path up my cock, started at my sensitive balls, along the underside until she kissed the very tip.

"Mmmm," she hummed, pleased.

A moment later her small mouth enveloped the throbbing purple head and sucked out the first drops of pre-cum. I groaned at the sensation, and my legs trembled when her tongue slithered all over the tip while she took more of my length into her mouth.

She looked up at me and I looked on, wide-eyed, as, gasping and choking, she took more than half of my cock into her mouth. I could feel her throat work around the head as it slid in, making her throat bulge and her eyes water.

"Wow..." Ara whispered as the elf's nose finally brushed against my stomach.

Tinky's small hands were on my hips, trembling, but she held my entire cock in her mouth for at least a minute, her throat muscles milking it all along its length and making me feel unsteady on my feet with pleasure. Only when her eyes started rolling back in her head did she finally pull off in, in one abrupt movement. She coughed hard, then breathed in deeply a couple of times, her hands swiping at the thick threads of drool connecting my cock to her lips.

"How did you do that?" I finally asked. "You said the guys-"

She smirked up at me adn broke in, "We don't work year-round, you know. I have a lot of time to fantasize, and I've collected a lot of toys. I'm a hundred and nineteen years old, so I've had a lot of time to practice."

She winked, and dove toward my crotch again. This time she went for my balls, taking one, then the other into her mouth and lavishing them with licks and kisses. I concentrated on staying upright.

Ara, meanwhile, turned her attention away from Tinky's performance and toward her body. Her hands played over the blond hair and green tunic. I felt Tinky's tongue falter in its work a few times as Ara kneaded the elf's breasts -- not large, but generous for her slim frame -- through the fabric.

"Hey, no bra!" Ara commented. Tinky's only comment was a moan.

Ara explored further, brushing the elf's neck -- which made her shiver -- and stroking down her back until she reached the hem of the short tunic-skirt. One of her hand disappeared beneath it.

"Hey!" she exclaimed in surprise, "No panties either?"

This time Tinky's moan was clearly more of a giggle as she wiggled her butt. Ara took that as an invitation and flipped up the skirt, revealing a tight, compact, but feminine-looking ass.

"Looks like you keep in shape..." Ara murmured. She reached out and squeezed a bare butt-cheek.

I saw her hesitate for a moment before she bent down to plant a kiss at the bottom of Tinky's spine. "Here goes," I heard her whisper, before she continued by leaving a trail of little kisses all over Tinky's butt. Ara and I had talked about our fantasies, and I knew that Ara was making a couple of them come true as she explored another woman's body for the first time.

Tinky moved her efforts to my cock again, and for the next few minutes was locked on the sight and feeling of her kissing, licking and sucking it all over and on the effort of keeping myself from cumming too soon. It was cleas she had indeed had a lot of practice.

When there was a jolly tinkling sound my attention was drawn back to Ara. She had managed to lose her pajama in the meantime, and was now lying on her side behind Tinky. The elf's backside was shining with the residue of Ara's licks and kisses, and one of Ara's hands was between her thighs. It moved, and the tinkling sound came again.

"Wh- what's that?" I managed to say, between moans.

Tinky couldn't reply, since she had my cock down her throat again, but Ara giggled.

"It's-" She burst into laughter, then shook her head and sat up. "Well, look," she said, between giggles.

She grabbed Tinky around her wais and pulled her away from my cock, then flung her onto the rug in front of the fireplace. There was another tinkling sound as she pulled up the elf's tunic and roughly spread her legs, revealing a metallic glitter between her thighs. I blinked as I realized that it was a miniature sleigh-bell on a short chain attached to a clit piercing, above a completely hairless puffy pussy.

Ara laughed again when she flicked it with a finger while Tinky struggled to regain her breath.

"I'm going to take a closer look," she said, moving between Tinky's slim legs and bending down until her nose was inches away from the ornament.

The new position thrust her ass invitingly up in the air, and I rushed to take advantage of the opportunity. I stripped off the rest of my clothes as quickly as I could and knelt down behind my girlfriend. As I ran my hands over her wonderful round ass, there was a pleased sigh from Tinky. I looked up to see Ara's head moving between the elf's legs, accompanied by slurping sounds that quickly grew more and more enthusiastic.

After a few moments, Ara looked over her shoulder, a wide smile on her face, glistening with juices.

"She tastes nice," she said, before diving back in.

I paused to look for a while as Ara had her first experience with another woman. I was happy to see that she was enjoying it.

When the sounds of Ara's licking grew louder, I moved again. I leaned down to where my girlfriend's pussy peeked out form between her thighs. There was already a hint of moisture visible, which I added to by licking along as much of her slit I could reach from this position.

Ara's moan of appreciation was muffled by the pussy her face was buried in, but it set off another, louder moan from Tinky. I grinned as I continued my efforts, roving all over her familiar, lovely pussy with my tongue. She grew wetter very quickly and was soon moaning continuously as her head bobbed up and down between the other woman's legs.

I added a finger, then two. They slid in easily and pistoned back and forth faster and faster while my other hand played over her clit. My tongue left her pussy from time to time to explore the soft globes of her ass until her entire rear was glistening with a combination of my saliva and her own juices.

The situation must really have excited her, because it didn't take her long at all to cum. She spasmed under my hands and screamed into Tinky's crotch, which made Tinky let out a high-pitched yelp of her own. Her walls clenched hard around my fingers, once, twice, and then her legs buckled and she collapsed to her stomach between us.

She lay there, shivering, for a minute while I kept my fingers moving gently, slowly bringing her down from her peak. As I looked up her body I could see that her tongue was still licking aimlessly at the elf's crotch, not concentrating on anything but lazily exploring the whole area.

Eventually, her breathing settled down and she turned to look at me. "That's... enough for a bit." A corner of her mouth curled up and she jerked her head toward Tinky. "You go pay attention to her for a bit."

I didn't need to be told twice. I was up in a flash and shuffled around my girlfriend, who was moving back into position between Tinky's thighs, to find a spot at the elf's other end.

Tinky's body was jerking randomly under Ara's renewed assault, her face was covered in a light sheen of sweat, and her hat was lying several feet away, put when I approached, she smiled up at me with smiling eyes and waved me closer.

"Come," she panted, "I want another taste."

The position was a little awkward, with her flat on her back, but in the end I knelt over her chest -- feeling her hard nipples poking into my thighs -- and brought my cock to her face that way. It had softened slightly, but Tinky leaned up and took half of it in her mouth in one movement, and sensation of her mouth vibrating with her satisfied moan as her tongue licked it all over had it fully hard again in no time.

I groaned as her tiny mouth and tight throat enveloped my cock. She wasted no time in taking it as deep as she could again. I could see her throat bulge as she worked on my cock, only coming up for a brief gasp of air every few minutes and immediately lunging back up to swallow my cock again.

I could hear that Ara kept working at her cunt behind me. From the sound of it she soon added a couple of fingers, and the wet sounds of her thrusting soon joined Tinky's moans around my cock. I held on as long as I could while her head bobbed back and forth beneath me, but after a couple of minutes I had to withdraw when my cock began to throb dangerously.

As I pulled away, the tip left a dribble of white fluid on the elf's chin, and it was only through an effort of will that I kept myself from cumming all over her face.

She looked up at me with wide eyes.

"Awww..." she pouted.

"S-sorry," I panted, "I don't want to cum just yet."

I became aware that the sounds of Ara's efforts had stopped when her arms wrapped around me from behind. She pressed herself against my back and leaned her chin om my shoulder.

"Switch places?" she asked, leaving a girl-cum flavored kiss at the side of my mouth.

"Yes please!" Tinky piped up quickly, reaching out to my girlfriend.

I looked down at her and shrugged, giving Ara another kiss before shuffling backwards as she stood up and planted her feet on either side of Tinky's head. She looked magnificent, her hands and the entire lower half of her face covered in glistening fluids, her cheeks and chest glowing with arousal. She locked eyes with me as I bent down to swipe my tongue over the bald, swollen slit of the elf in front of me. Then, without breaking eye contact, she squatted down until her crotch reached the elf's eager face.

Ara shuddered as she smothered Tinky with her pussy. A little pink tongue was just visible, reaching for Ara's clit, before her nether lips covered the elf's face. I heard a muffled moan and the walls of Tinky's pussy clenched around the finger that I had just inserted.

For the next few minutes, Ara put the elf's breath-holding ability to the test as she kept her pussy pressed against her mouth until her small, pale hand tapped desperately at my girlfriend's thigh, and then only letting her get one or two quick gulps of air before she returned to her position.

I watched my girlfriend tremble and pant on top of the elf's face while I worked away at the other end, exploring the unfamiliar, tight pussy with my tongue and fingers. Tinky tasted different from Ara and the other girls I had been with before, sweeter somehow, and I found I rather liked it. Her thighs jerked under my touch, sometimes coming up to clamp around my head and hold me in place while I continued to finger-fuck her hand lick her clit.

Eventually, though her pussy still felt tight around me and kept clamping down with every moan, I managed, to my amazement, to work three fingers into her and set up a quick pace of thrusts that had the slim body twitching and jerking as much as it could while pinned down by Ara's pussy and my own hand on her thigh.

When Ara lifted herself up next to give the elf some air, the first sound she made was not the gasp we had grown familiar with but a loud command, "Fuck me already!"

I looked at Ara, who was still holding herself up, and saw her smile lustfully.

Still... "I haven't got any-" I began, hesitantly.

"Don't worry about it," Tinky panted, looking up at me with wild eyes in a glistening face, "Elf, not human! Just stick that big fat cock in my cunt!"

I didn't need much persuasion, especially with the look Ara was still giving me. I shuffled forward on my knees, took a hold of my cock -- which was still rock-hard -- and positioned it at the entrance to the elf's tiny, tight pussy.

"Are you s-" I began, but Tinky reached as far as she could and clawed at my leg.

"Now!"

Well, she was clear about what she wanted. I slid the tip of my cock along her slit once, then held it steady, locked eyes with Ara, and pressed forward.

She was tight, and I felt her heated channel clench hard around the throbbing head of my cock. Tinky let out a scream, but it didn't sound like a bad one, and in any case Ara quickly lowered herself and muffled the sound with her dripping pussy.

I moved forward slowly, feeling the elf's pussy tighten and release, welcoming me further and milking my cock with every inch of progress I made.

"She's so tight," I told my girlfriend, fighting to hold back a moan.

To my surprise, Tinky's pussy managed to take all of my. To get the last few inches inside, I lifted her legs up until they stuck into the air between me and Ara, trembling, and shuffled forward until her tight ass was in my lap. In the end, my sack hit her ass with a wet smack that elicited another muffled moan from under my girlfriend's pussy.

Tinky's hand was still on my leg, urging me onward, and I slowly began to move. The feeling of pleasure as I withdrew was almost painful, the hot walls of the elf's pussy rubbig against my cock with silky smoothness. It withdrew until only the head of my cock was inside, my shaft splitting her lips obscenely wide, the darkness of my skin contrasting against the blushing paleness of hers. Then I thrust forward again, not as careful this time, until I was buried inside her to the root again.

Ara gasped and slumped forward against me, meeting my lips in a deep kiss.

"She likes that. Keep going."

I did. Within a couple of strokes I was pounding the elf's tight pussy hard, her arms and legs flailing between my girlfriend and I as we embraced each other and kissed deeply. The room filled with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, of moans, squeaks and wet slurping.

I lost track of time and of my surroundings, feeling only Ara's mouth on mine, her hot body against me and the tightness of the elf around my cock. Eventually, after what might have been minutes or what, to my addled mind, might have been days. Ara's moans against my lips turned into a scream as she had her second orgasm of the night. Her body trembled in my arms as her nails dug into my back and her pussy pressed hard against Tinky's face.

I stroked her back as she came down, in time with the hard, pounding thrusts that I was still giving Tinky, murmuring into hear ear between my own groans.

Finally, Ara fell back, rolling sideways off Tinky's face to lay panting on the rug. Tinky reached for her once, but when Ara didn't respond when she touched her leg, still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm, she turned back to me.

Her face was covered in juices and her fringe was plastered to her forehead, but her green eyes were clear and wide with lust.

She reached for me and panted, between my thrusts into her clenching pussy, "Want- closer!" and grabbed hold of my arm.

I smiled as I understood her meaning and, pausing briefly in my pounding, wrapped my arms around her body and scooped her up until she was sitting in my lap, letting her legs slide off my shoulders until they wrapped around my waist. Her arms followed as she pulled herself tight against my chest, making her tiny, hard nipples poke into my chest as her head nestled under my chin.

"Keep going," she said, rolling her hips and making more jolts of pleasure shoot through my body as her pussy tightened around my cock.

The new position was a little awkward, but since she weighed almost nothing, I eventually settled on lifting her up with my hands under her ass-cheeks and slamming her back down on my cock while she ground her hips against me. I didn't get as much movement as I had wehen I was pounding into her, but it seemed that my cock thrust even deeper into her.

Soon we settled into a joint rhythm, her pussy clenching around my cock with every thrust while she squealed every time I hit bottom. It seemed impossible, but her hole felt even tighter in this position, and the feeling of her nails digging into my back only increased my pleasure. I panted into her hair, breathing in the scent of pine that hung around her, mingled with that of sweat an her excitement.

My world narrowed again, to the slim body wrapped in my arms, impaled on my cock, and all I could feel was her heat around me and her skin against me. My eyes fell closed as the pleasure surrounded me, my breathing synchronizing with hers.

I jolted back to awareness when a hand touched my back, stroking down my spine.

"Having fun?" Ara asked, laughter in her voice, as she pressed her lips to my cheek.

I blinked and turned to her, but never stopped fucking Tinky.

"Yes. S-she was good to you, too, right?" I asked, as if I hadn't seen her thrashing orgasm on Tinky's tongue.

"She was," Ara replied, smiling indulgently at the two of us, entwined together.

Tinky finally seemed to notice that Ara was back up, and she turned green eyes on her, looking slightly unfocussed as tremors ran through her body while she continued bouncing on my cock.

"Oh," she murmured, between gasps, "You're back." She moaned loudly, then went on, "Yes, I was good to you. R-return the favor?"

Ara leaned down and kissed her forehead.

"You're pretty busy, looks like," she said.

"N-not just me in the b-box," the elf stammered. "Toys too. Please?" she pleaded.

Ara's eyes flicked to meet mine, then to the box. She shrugged and, stroking Tinky's hair along the way, padded over to the box. I didn't pay to much attention to her as she dug around in the packing peanuts that still filled it halfway, as Tinky's pussy suddenly spasmed around my cock while she let out a long string of moans. I slowed down momentarily, but sharp nails digging into my shoulder and a gasp of, "K-keep g-gUh!" persuaded me that she didn't want me to stop.

When the Tinky's orgasm had passed and I could for a moment stop focusing on not cumming just yet, I noticed Ara again. She was standing beside us again, and between her legs, connected to her hips with a network of straps, was a thick, red dildo, the bulbous head swinging obscenely between her legs. I looked into Ara's eyes as she squirted some lube from a bottle onto her hand and stroked the dildo until is glistened all along its length.

I felt my eyebrows rise as I took in the sight. The fake cock looked even bigger than mine, and even my cock looked way too big as it split the elf's pussy wide open.

"Isn't that... too much?" I asked.

Tinky shook her head. One hand reached out to Ara, grabbing at her leg, while the other tangled in my hair. She looked pleading into my eyes, her eyes wild.

"N-no! More! Both!" she panted, barely coherent.

Ara grinned down at us and gave another shrug.

"Apparently, she wants it," she said, her own eyes gleaming with interest.

The feeling of Tinky bouncing in my lap, her fluids running down my cock and along my balls, meant that I had little capacity to refuse her, so when Ara dropped to her knees behind her I obediently slowed my thrust and lifted the elf up a little further, spreading her ass wide in the same motion.

Ara brushed Tinky's hair aside and looked over her shoulder at me. She licked her lips, winked at me, and looked down.

I couldn't see what she did, but Tinky's sudden hight-pitched gasp gave me a good idea. There was a moment of stillness, and then something pressed against my cock inside the elf's pussy. I gasped, too, at the unfamiliar sensation, while Tinky's gasp turned into a wheeze as her air ran out. Ara kissed the elf on the back of the neck, and then she leaned back again so that she could see between their bodies, and her hips moved further.

Tinky moaned and babbled incoherently and thrashed between us as the rest of the strap-on slid into her ass in a long movement. I felt it against my cock, the head of it rubbing along my length through the thin separation between the elf's tight ass and pussy, making her pussy even tighter. I could only imagine what it looked like to Ara to see that thick red shaft disappear into Tinky's tiny little hole, between those toned cheeks.

When Ara's hips met Tinky's ass, her legs brushing mine, the elf slumped between us, letting out all the air in her lungs in a long, satisfied sigh. Ara smiled at me over her shoulder and nibbled on the side of her neck.

"She can take all of it," she said, in a tone of surprise.

There was no reply from Tinky except for a quiet moan as Ara shifted postion slightly.

"It feels really good," I said. "You won't believe how tight she is."

Ara reached between Tinky and I to pinch one of her hard nipples.

"I do, if it's as tight as her little butthole." She rolled her hips, sending a jolt of pleasure through me and making Tinky twitch. "We should start moving again," she breathed.

I didn't need to be told twice. Slowly, but speeding up as we got used to the awkward position, with the elf's skinny body limp between us, we began to move. We rolled our hips, thrusting our cocks -- fake and real -- in and out of Tinky's clenching holes and maving shivers run up my spine.

Soon, we took hold of Tinky's hips and legs and began lifting her up and dropping her down in time with our thrusts, making the shafts piston in and out of her further and harder. The incredible heat and tightness, the feeling of the thick dildo moving against my cock inside the elf's body felt like nothing I had ever experienced.

As my pleasure built and Ara and I got into a rhythm, we started moving faster and faster, rougher and rougher, while the elf between us flailed around and shrieked and moaned incoherently. At some point, she came again, her pussy spasming around my cock as she screamed loudly into my chest. I was barreling toward my own climax by that point, so all it meant was that I sped up even more, both Ara and I pounding into her with our cocks while wet splurts and squelching sounds filled the room and lube and elven fluids splattered all over our legs and the rug under us.

Tinky's orgasm passed and she went limp between us, her holes clenching feebly around our invading shafts while I gave the last few thrusts that pushed me over the edge. I felt my cock pulse and my balls tighten and thrust up into her while I pulled her slim body down hard onto my cock.

Then I let go. Lifts flashed in front of my eyes as my climax rolled over me. My cock pulsed and throbbed as I came harder than I ever had before. My cock kept spurting, filling her tiny pussy up until it escaped around the my cock and dripped all over us. I lost my balance, and all three of us went over sideways to land on the soft rug.

It seemed to take forever for my orgasm to pass. When it did, my body was tingling all over. I rolled onto my back, wincing at the feeling of my over sensitized cock slipping out of Tinky.

"Wow," I heard Ara murmur.

I let my head flop to the side, to see her looking over Tinky's shoulder at me an expression of amazement on her face.

"Yes," I agreed, feebly.

I watched as Ara stroked Tinky's hair and and body while the elf moaned feebly and her breathing slowly returned to normal. The thick dildo was still buried in her ass, and her pussy was red and gaping obscenely, covered in our various fluids. Even that sight was not enough to stop my exhausted cock from slowly softening, but I looked over every inch of the two women, my girlfriend and the elf, intending to commit this sight to memory forever.

Later -- I'm not sure how much later, as Ara and I were captivated with just basking in the situation -- Tinky stirred, and her eyes blinked open slowly.

"Oh," she breathed, looking down at herself, and then around at us.

"Back with us?" Ara whispered into her ear.

"Yeah," she replied, in a stronger voice. She stretched, and then smiled and wriggled her hips when she noticed the cock still buried in her butt. "Was that a good experience," she asked, smirking.

"The best," Ara and I agreed.

Recovering rapidly, Tinky leaned back to give Ara a quick kiss, and then stumbled to her feet. She winced a bit when the dildo slid out of her ass, but as she rose, her legs were surprisingly steady.

"Good," she said, stretching again, her body glistening in the light, covered in sweat, cum, lube and her and Ara's fluids.

She seemed completely unconcerned with us watching her in her fucked-out state, and we took the opportunity to take in the show. Tinky looked down at her tunic, still rumpled around her torso and covered in stains, and, with a shrug, pulled it off and tossed it into the box we had found her in. then she sat down cross-legged between us and took a deep breath.

"So, what's next?"

Ara and I shared a look. "What do you mean? Our gift was an 'experience,' you said. This-"

Tinky waved a hand airily.

"Oh, no. You've got me for a week." She looked down and smiled slyly. "It was a pretty serious fire. We had to order a whole new machine. I'm going to miss the whole post-Christmas celebration at the pole..."
