Fairy on the Christmas Tree by Lark Westerly

Author:Lark Westerly [Westerly, Lark]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Erotic Romance, Humor
ISBN: 9781487409531
Publisher: eXtasy Books
Published: 2016-12-22T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five: Niall Le Fay

The first thing she noticed was that, now the super-floozy make-up, wig and clothing were gone, the doll was something special. She’d thought it was plastic, but now perceived it must be some kind of moulded clay and possibly hand-sculpted. The shoulders showed the indentation of collarbones, the spine curved naturally, the legs had defined muscles and the chest and stomach—

“Er—what?” Frances felt her eyes bug as she noted something else. There were no breasts, which was reasonable enough in a fairy doll, but down from the waist was a neat little package, rounded, curved and... yes!... velvet soft and velvet warm. Frances ran her left thumb over the package and a jolt raced down her arm and into her fingers and thumb making her exclaim in shock and almost drop the doll.

“Good God!” Her fingers tingled as if she’d touched electricity. For a few seconds, she thought she’d brushed a bare wire or had some kind of seizure. She put the naked doll on the sink and rubbed her left hand with her right.

“That’s the wrong way round,” said a voice.

“I—what?”

“I said, that’s the wrong way round. You should rub your right hand with your left and distribute the power. What you’re doing is neutralising it.”

“Who said that?”

“Who the fuck do you think?” The fairy doll sat up in a lithe motion and dangled its... his... legs over the edge of the sink. “Bit of help here, Frances.”

“Um.”

The doll clicked his fingers. “Pay attention. What time is it?”

“About nine-thirty I think. Um, why?”

The fairy’s face creased into a grin. It—he—had short dark hair, pointed ears and green eyes. “Plenty of time before midnight. Shall we eat first? Or would you like to cut to the chase and have an introductory fuck? We can always eat later.”

“Um.” Frances, torn between disbelief and laughter, dissolved into a flood of giggles.

“What?” The fairy sprang to his feet and bounced on his toes. “Think I’m not man enough to please you? I assure you there’s power in the package.” He slipped his left hand under his scrotum and hoisted it forward for inspection. “See? Plenty of bang for your buck. Them’s classic nuts in that there sack.”

“I’m sure they are,” said Frances and wiped her streaming eyes with the back of her left hand. “What are you? A mountain man?”

Her eyelashes fizzed and her eyes cleared. It was as if she’d been seeing through a veil and now her vision refocused. She dropped to her knees and stared in wonder at the knee-high man standing in a porn star pose on her kitchen sink.

“Mountain man, mounting man. Whatever you like. C’mon, cop a feel,” he said, shaking the goods. “Don’t be shy. You touched ’em already and what was that you said before? Ah yes; I wish I had a hot penis in my hand right now. That’s a classic wish, that is; clear and to the point. No beating about the bush. By the way, do you have a bush? I don’t mind.

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