A Shy Christmas Elf’s First Lesbian Licking [F/F, Fantasy, Elf, Lesbian, Oral, Scissoring]

The Story So Far: Two Elf assistants to Mrs. Claus prepare for a bawdy girls’ night out on Christmas Eve.

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Carol blushed deeply through cinnamon-hued cheeks as she twisted around one way, and then the other, to appraise herself in the triple-paned mirror. She had never worn such skimpy lingerie in all her life! She wasn’t used to seeing so much of her own skin unless she was dripping wet from a shower.

About her thin midriff was an emerald-colored corset that supported but did nothing to cover her perky breasts. Thin straps led down to lacy stockings halfway up her shapely thighs. A flimsy triangle of silken material concealed her naughty bits, wrapped about her hips with what seemed to be a colorful web of dental floss.

It was the fifth outfit of matching lingerie she had tried on since Merry had led her to this adjacent room after the interview with Mrs. Claus. They called it a ‘closet’ but it was at least five time as large as her own tiny apartment, filled what must hundreds, if not thousands, of outfits fitted to both human and elf sizes. It was adorned much like a clothing shop, with multitudes of clothing racks, as well as strategically-placed clusters of benches and mirrors.

Merry muttered for Carol to hold still while she hastily arranged the new recruit’s red hair into a style that she thought would better compliment the garment, a fancy ruffled bun. Merry finally pulled back, nodded to herself, and quickly scribbled notes on her clip board.

Carol hunched her shoulders the more Merry wrote. “Did I do something wrong?”

Merry raised a dark eyebrow. “What? Of course not. Your fittings are going very well. Why would you think you were doing something wrong?”

“It’s just that you haven’t said a lot.”

Merry blinked at her fellow elf, then put down the clip board and pen. “I apologize. I tend to focus on my work. I did not mean to seem unfriendly.”

“Maybe it’s me. I’m still nervous. I mean, will the men we visit even like me? I’m so plain…”

For the first time, Merry outright frowned. She grabbed Carol’s slim shoulders and forcibly turned her around to face the mirrors again. “Nonsense. You are beautiful.”

“You’re just saying that.”

Merry shifted fully behind Carol. The bespectacled female pressed her body into the redhead’s, with her hands on the other elf’s hips. Merry thrust her pelvis against Carol’s little rounded butt, which guided Carol’s hips into a saucy sideways cant, then used her hands to make Carol arch her back slightly. Finally, she elevated the redhead’s pointed chin with her fingers, so it was just slightly askew. A very distinctive runway-model pose. “You are much prettier than you apparently know. You just need confidence to see it.”

Carol’s new pose definitely looked confident. Even poised. In situations like this, Carol usually slouched, shoulder slumped, in a way trying to hide from her own reflection. She’d rarely been able to look at herself like this. She had to admit, she almost looked…

“Sexy,” Merry commented, as if reading her mind.

“You really think so?”

Merry didn’t answer in words. Instead, Carol felt a hot breath on her neck and soft lips brush against the lobe of her sensitive pointed ear. A pleasant warmth shivered down her spine. She inhaled sharply as the the other female cupped both her bare breasts from behind, fingers tweaking at darkened nipples. The intent in that lewd touch was unmistakable.

“You said you are nervous,” Merry said lightly. “Do you know the best cure for that?”

Carol shook her head.

“Orgasms.”

Another unexpected shiver, this one enveloping Carol’s whole body. Merry’s delicate hands began kneading and squeezing her chestnut mounds with gusto. Carol’s knees felt weak. She leaned back instinctively into the other woman who took her weight easily as she continued to play.

Merry went from nibbling On Carol’s ear to nibbling on her neck. She pulled at the new hire’s pebble-hard nipples, eliciting a feathery moan. “I’ve never done this before,” the younger elf confessed with a shaky voice. “I mean, with another woman.”

Merry yummed pleasantly as she kissed lasciviously at Carol’s bare shoulder, as if tasting an exquisite lollipop. “Do you want me to stop?”

Carol hesitated for a heartbeat, thinking it over, but ultimately shook her head.

The situation seemed slightly surreal to the new hire, almost like it was happening to someone else, but those fingers and lips felt so marvelous. And she had always held a fantasy of making out with another woman. Now that it might actually be happening, her curiosity burned hotter than a hearth fire.

Merry slid tapering fingers down the other female’s slim torso, thumbs hooking into the waistband of the wispy g-string. She slowly pealed it down, then slipped two digits over Carol’s furry pubic mound.

Carol groaned as those probing fingers found her silky vaginal lips. She was surprised at how slick she already was.

The older elf’s fingers slid slowly up and down Carol’s heavenly gates, studiously avoiding the clitoris but gently tugging at its fleshy hood with every pass. The sensation felt deliciously tingly and teasing.

Carol grew red faced, then let out a puzzled murr when Merry suddenly pulled away. Carol panted, looking a bit confused, as her new partner gestured at a nearby bench for her to sit down.
Merry made a show of lasciviously licking fingers glistening with pussy juice, winking at Carol. Her other hand began unbuttoning her own blouse and the front-clasp bra beneath it. She doffed the clothes, folding them neatly to the side, then wiggled out of her skirt. Underneath was a lissome, curvy figure with perky breasts topped with dark pink nipples. Her only remaining garment were see-though mesh panties that left nothing to the imagination.

Merry slunk over to Carol with a very seductive, hippy walk, then slipped to her knees in front of the new hire. She pulled the panties fully off of Carol and slid between the long legs of the caramel-skinned girl.

The inexperienced female began trembling again, this time from sheer anticipation. Merry dipped her head down, at first playfully kissing the inner thighs, then nosing at the puffy vaginal lips.

Merry’s unbelievably hot tongue stropped along the full furrow of her elf pussy. Carol arched her spine and tipped her head back in toe-curling ecstasy. Mrs. Claus’ secretary casually toured the outer edges of Carol’s sex, lips and tongue working the shallow crevasses between vagina and skin, before slowly spiraling inward.

Carol’s excited breathing intensified as that oral digit began penetrating her inner tunnel. She had been eaten out by Harold before, and it had been very nice, but nothing like this! Merry seemed to know her every little sensitive nook and cranny, even better than she did, and knew precisely how best to suck or stroke each to produce maximum pleasure.

Merry withdrew her tongue, and began sucking the little vaginal flaps into her mouth one by one as she slithered first one finger in, then two. Carol was so moist they sank right in to the last knuckle with almost no resistance. The redhead’s loud gasps filled the entire fitting room as they began thrusting back and forth.

It was only with her fingers plunging in and out relentlessly did the brunette’s tongue finally work its way to Carol’s engorged clitoris. Carol was so sexually charged that it took only a single circular swipe to instantly send her over the edge.

Tickly heat shot throughout Carol’s body, from the tips of her pointed ears to the tips of her toes. Her left leg kicked out repeatedly as a powerful orgasm washed over her like a tsunami. She could only grunt breathlessly like an animal as she rode out the most intense climax of her life.

Merry slowly straightened, smiling down at her panting protégé. She withdrew her fingers, but instead of licking them herself, she brought them to Carol’s lips. Mewling, willing to surrender in anyway she could to the person who’d just driven her to such a summit of ecstasy, Carol eagerly licked her own salty fluids from them.

The other elf removed her panties. Carol gasped as she saw that her new partner’s dark green pubic bush had been shaved into an inverted triangle. The point faced her belly button, with her slit forming a vertical line just beneath. “That’s so cute. It looks like a little Christmas tree.”

Merry’s bemused grin broadened, tickling at Carol’s flame-colored pubes with her fingernails. “Mmm. Why don’t we set my tree on fire?”

Merry grabbed the redhead’s hips and pulled them upward until Carol was upended and resting exclusively on her shoulders and upper back on the low bench. Then the emerald-haired elf threw a leg over Carol’s groin, one foot on the bench, so that with a little bit of wiggling she easily brought their slippery muffs together. She held tightly onto one of Carol’s long legs as she began to slowly grind their sexes together.

Carol gripped the edges of the bench and held on for the ride. Her whole face grew flush, partially from being upended, but mostly from the delicious friction of her pussy grinding lewdly against another. She could hear the rhythmic squelching of their soft nether lips kissing.

It felt so raw and primal. Like being fucked, but in an exquisitely female way. She began instinctively moving her hips slightly to match Merry’s gentle thrusts, wanting to increase the slippery agitation between them even more.

Merry swiveled her hips in a new direction, her face a mask of intense concentration. Carol felt a sudden bolt of heat ignite through her body, and judging by how Merry stiffened and gasped, so did she. Their two clitoral hoods had rubbed over each other in just the right way, their bare nubbins giving each other a feathery little caress.

Merry’s movements became smaller but much more concentrated, focusing on gently massaging their clitorises together. To Carol, it felt like a stiff but skillful little tongue continually dancing on the center of her womanhood. Heat quickly built to a nova state deep within. “M-Merry, I’m going to… Oh! OOOH! S-Sweet Santa!”

Her second orgasm wasn’t as sharply intense as her first, but it seemed much deeper and more primeval. Rippling waves of rapture burst from her clit, making every nerve in her body jangle with pleasure. It went on and on, a hundred heartbeats, maybe more.

Merry’s climax began just seconds after Carol’s. Her quaking body went immobile, as she pushed her own sensitive clit right onto the underside of her young partner’s. Her hips jerked involuntarily as she felt the redhead’s pussy spasm right next to hers. She didn’t quite cry out, but her loud, gulping gasps filled the room as counterpoint to Carol’s trembling moans.

Afterwards, the two slowly disentangled. Merry bent down to give Carol a tongue-swaddling kiss. “Feeling less nervous?”

“I’ll say! That was… wow. I didn’t think lesbian sex would be so intense!”

“It is a lot of fun. I indulge when I can.” Merry sighed and straightened. “I’m sure we both would like to do more, but we still have many outfits to try on. Mrs. Claus does not finalize the itinerary until the night before, so we won’t know what we might want to bring along.”

“Oh. Okay,” Carol said, trying not to sound disappointed the fun had ended.

“It’s not so bad,” the green-haired elf said with a wink. “We’ll be spending Christmas Eve doing many naughty things. I imagine we’ll have more time together then. And I think I know what I want for Christmas now.”

Carol sat up and looked perplexed for a moment. Then she brightened and mimed her tongue reaching out and licking something in the air.

Merry smiled. Two very dirty giggles followed.

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