Olivia Finds her Christmas Cheer

Sophie's Christmas spirit could best be described as combining the optimism of Winnie-the-Pooh's Eeyore with Ebenezer Scrooge, pre-ghostly visits. Olivia Johnson was stunned with her roommate's attitude. "You don't like Christmas?"

"Thanks for noticing," Sophie said as she helped to hang garland over the faux fireplace of their corporate lodging. The plastic garland simulated pine boughs.

"Who doesn't love Christmas?" Olivia asked as she stepped back to admire the plastic greenery. It felt perfect to her; plastic greenery for a fake fireplace. "It's bright, tacky and about as twisted of a holiday as you can get."

"You try blowing Santa and see how you feel about Christmas," Sophie said. She shivered before plugging in the lights wrapped around the garland greenery.

"No way," Olivia laughed. She rummaged in the plastic shopping bag on the floor for the bright pink ornaments she had bought. Each pink tinted ornament included the outline of a bright pink breast cancer awareness ribbon. She dangled them from the bough across the gas fireplace mantel. "You did not blow Santa Claus."

"He tasted like eggnog when he came in my mouth. Give me an eggnog shake from McDonald's and I'll hurl."

"Bullshit!" Olivia howled. She didn't know how she would have survived this work assignment without Sophie. Six months away from home was expected, but six months that straddled Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year's Eve was tough. Neither tried to go home for Thanksgiving, it was easier to stay than wrestle with the traffic on the roads and in the airports. Besides, after falling into bed together following the Halloween party, Olivia wanted every extra moment she could get with the petite and sexy Sophie. It felt like college all over. Why worry about finding a boyfriend (or a one-night stand) when all the orgasms one could want were as far close as her roommate. Unlike college, Sophie didn't mind the play. They were assigned to provide the customer six months of in-house, expert support and they joked about their nights together being the "hands-on" part of the support.

"I'm serious," Sophie said as she helped with the tacky ornaments. "And one of his elves took pictures."

"Stop it, you're killing me," Olivia laughed. She went to the kitchen for a knife to use on the box for their fake Christmas tree. "You've got the ornaments for the tree?" she called. It was a small tree, under four feet and it made no effort to look natural beyond its shape. After setting up the stick for the tree's "trunk," Olivia began stabbing the silver shiny sticks in place to form its triangular shape. Olivia loved how sparse the tree looked.

Sophie dropped the bag of ornaments on the floor near the tree. They had spent the last two weeks buying Happy Meals for the plastic toys. "Should we keep them inside their plastic?"

"Nah, I think it looks better if you can see what they are," Olivia said. Mixed into the bag were the other logo ornaments they had found, from John Deere to Harley Davidson. Olivia's favorite was Aetna Insurance ornament. "Whoa, what's that?" she asked when she saw Sophie dangling a pocket rocket vibrator from one of the lower branches.

"To see if anyone notices," Sophie grinned. It felt good to see her smile.

"What if I want to use it on you later?"

"You know where to find it."

"Fine," Olivia said as she darted to her room for an adult decoration of her own. It was a foil wrapped glow-in-the-dark condom left over from Halloween. She poked a corner of the package on the end of a branch. When they stepped back to admire their tree, Olivia couldn't be happier, but she noticed how Sophie wasn't smiling. Instead, Sophie gave Olivia a measured, serious look that prompted Olivia to ask, "You really don't like Christmas, do you?"

"I had a bad experience watching the movie 'Gremlins' as a kid. It scared me so bad, I peed on the carpet and my mom beat me with a roll of wrapping paper."

"That did NOT happen!"

"You're right. It wasn't a roll of wrapping paper. It was the empty roll from a roll of wrapping paper. Could have been worse. She could have rubbing my nose in it like she did with the dog."

"You are made wrong," Olivia said, laughing so hard she had tears in the corners of her eyes. "I had bought a surprise for you, but now I'm not sure if I should give it to you. It sounds as if you've been a bad girl."

"A surprise? Like a present? I don't do presents," she said, though the way Sophie's face lit up suggested otherwise.

"Why not?"

Sophie frowned. "Because one year I was going to give my girlfriend a big dildo I had bought. I put it in a shoebox and wrapped it up really pretty. I mean, I went all out. I used ribbons and bows and made a fancy card for the outside. I even put it underneath the tree for when she came over after Christmas."

"So what happened?"

"How was I supposed to know my Grandma Elizabeth used to be called 'Lizzie' as a little girl?"

"Bullshit," Olivia cried again. She could guess then end of the story.

"On Christmas morning, my mom handed Grandma Elizabeth the box for my Lizzie. The worst part was, the old bitch kept the damn thing!"

"You are so full of lies!"

"It's true! All of it!" Sophie insisted. "Well, maybe not the eggnog part. Santa's dick tasted like eggnog, but his cum tasted the same as always."

"And the part about the elf taking pictures?"

"How do you think I met Lizzie? We were working as elves for the department store Santa. I would show you the pictures except Santa kept them."

"Why did Santa's dick taste like eggnog?"

"You know, I've wondered that for two years in row."

Olivia shook her head and laughed again. "Well, I don't know. Maybe I should make you wait for your present."

"I trimmed my bush to look like an upside down Christmas tree for you," Sophie teased.

"Let me go get it," Olivia said. She ran back to the room she still thought of as her bedroom even though they had been sharing the bed in the master bedroom most nights since Halloween. She had bought two of them, one of each, but decided sharing only one of them might be more fun. They weren't wrapped. Instead of going through the trouble, she held one of them behind her back. If it was as much fun as she hoped then she had a backup. Sophie stood in the middle of the living room, waiting. "Before I give this to you, I think you have to get naked."

"Again? There's not an elf with a camera somewhere, is there?"

"Do it or I'll hire a Santa stripper."

"Fine," Sophie said. She wasn't wearing much. She stripped off her t-shirt, the sports bra that had little to hold in place and she pushed down her thong underwear with her jeans. "Happy?"

"Almost. Maybe we should turn off some lights, too. It would be more romantic." Olivia watched her friend, temporary co-worker and lover prancing around the room naked. She admired Sophie's tiny butt and the way her small breasts fit her small frame. She was the right size to be an elf. Sophie left on the Christmas lights wrapped within the garland on the fireplace. The room blinked with red, then green and then yellow as the lights flashed through their sequence. The flashing lights added a merry glow to the indirect light from the parking lot two stories below.

"Okay, give me!" Sophie said as she stood in front of Olivia.

"Well, I know how much you like dick."

"I love dick."

"And I know how much you miss your toys."

"I miss all my dildos and vibrators."

"And this one doesn't vibrate and it's not floppy like a dildo..."

"Give me, give me, give me!" Sophie said, bouncing up and down. Her breasts jumped with her, distracting Olivia for a moment.

"Close your eyes," Olivia said and she held out the two inch thick, twelve inch long, red and white striped rod of peppermint candy. It was the biggest candy cane she had ever seen, even without having a hooked shaped end to it. "Okay, open your eyes bad girl!"

"Oh-my-God!" Sophie squealed the moment she saw it. "Where did you find it?"

"Walgreens."

"They sell vibrators at Walgreens? Who knew?"

"Not a vibrator," she explained as she unwrapped the cellophane. "All candy."

"You are lying."

"You don't have a bad memory attached to peppermint, do you?"

"No, but I have a funny story involving Altoids," she said with a grin as she accepted Olivia's gift. "Someone else needs to get naked so I can try this out." She gave the big, fat rod of candy a porn star quality licking as she waited for Olivia to get naked, too. "I wonder if it's going to make your pussy tingle?"

"Try it out."

"Sit down and I will," Sophie said, nodding at the couch.

Olivia sat with her legs parted. Her nipples were hard and she cupped her large breasts as Sophie knelt in front of her. She liked being naked with Sophie. She liked being sexual with Sophie. Like Olivia, Sophie enjoyed getting down to business. They kissed, but only briefly. The real fun was more explicit than lips on lips. "Did you have to wear pointy ears when you were an elf?

"Both Lizzie and me did. You haven't been eaten until you've had a Vulcan do it," Sophie said. She bent her head and kissed each of Olivia's breasts. She left behind wet nipples. After rolling the candy cane rod over each nipple, she left behind wet, sticky nipples that that felt tingly. She pushed Olivia's legs wider apart as she worked her way done. She played the red and white striped piece of candy across Olivia's shaved pussy lips a few times before she pressed in and sucked on each bare lip. "Mm, minty," she reported. She repeated the process several times.

Olivia squirmed. The stiff piece of candy felt good. It didn't make her tingle. She didn't care. That wasn't the point. Sophie played the fat toy against her pussy, teasing her with it as she licked and sucked her bare pussy lips. Finally, Sophie pressed it inside. The fat candy toy was unyielding with its girth. It pulled and stretched Olivia wide and wider as it filled her. She cried out in pleasure and when Sophie added her tongue to Olivia's clit that was all it took. Olivia exploded in waves of pleasure that curled her toes in the opposite direction of an elf's curly toed shoes.

Sophie replaced the toy with her tongue. "Who knew peppermint and pussy tasted so good together?" Olivia and her hypersensitive, post orgasm girl parts had to climb away from her roommate's efforts to savor the flavor.

"My turn!" Olivia cried, laughing, squirming and still feeling the knee weakening effects of her orgasm. She rolled around on the couch, laughing and naked as Sophie tried to chase her for one more lick.

"But you taste like Christmas!" Sophie laughed.

"Shut up or I'll get the eggnog!"

"Wouldn't dare!"

"I'll beat you with a wrapping paper tube!" Olivia threatened.

"You can't, you don't believe in wrapping paper," Sophie said. She had been laughing as hard as Olivia, but their laughter was cut short as Sophie realized she had said too much. She stared at her friend and waited.

Olivia knew Sophie didn't mean anything by it. It had slipped out and Sophie had been so careful not to let that happen. She stared at her naked friend and the pensive look she wore. Olivia had a choice to make and it took her a long moment to do it. When Sophie winced, bracing herself for what was to come; Olivia realized that wasn't where she wanted to go. A big smile filled her face as she snatched the candy cane turned sex toy from her friend. "Like taking candy from a baby," she giggled. It was a real giggle and it felt good. Olivia climbed on top of the small, petite Sophie, kissing her lips. "You're right, minty fresh pussy."

Sophie kissed her back and they paused to gaze into each other's eyes. "Did I tell you about the time I fucked a reindeer?"

"Bullshit," Olivia said, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips.

"Okay, not a reindeer, but my boyfriend and I did do it reindeer style."

"What's reindeer style?"

"Doggie style, in the snow. He got frost bite of the balls. When he came, he shot cum-sicles inside of me."

"Shut up," Olivia said and they kissed again before Olivia began kissing her way down Sophie's tiny body. She slipped to the floor to get in a good position between Sophie's legs. As Sophie had done to her, Olivia twirled the red and striped candy cane between Sophie's pussy lips. She tasted the candy first. "This candy tastes like pussy."

"See if my pussy tastes like candy!"

Olivia did and, for that matter, Sophie's pussy did, too. As she licked Sophie's pussy, she began fucking her friend with the candy. The fat candy was a tight fit and Sophie seemed to like it. Olivia lost herself in the joy of the moment, pushing away last year's visit by the two somber soldiers. She pushed away the news that had ruined Christmas while she had been wrapping gifts for her family. While feeling Sophie's body quivering with her orgasm, Olivia forgot for a moment to be sad.

"Don't stop," Sophie cried out as she rode the wave of her orgasm. She was getting warmed up. The first one was always big. The next one could turn into a wave of multiple orgasms.

"No," Olivia said pulling away from her friend. "Just one."

"Wha-? Why?" a squirming and frustrated Sophie asked.

"It's Christmas. One today. Two tomorrow. Three the day after that."

"You're not suggesting the twelve orgasms of Christmas, are you? That's so trite," Sophie said. "Did I tell you about the time my dad caught my mom with twelve pipers piping her?"

Sophie had said the words before she could stop herself. As soon as her joke had left her mouth, her eyes went wide and she clamped her hand over her mouth.

"Oh-my-God! I'm so sorry!" Sophie panicked.

"It's okay," Olivia said and knew without stopping that she meant it. "My dad would have liked you."

"You think so?" Sophie asked, with a concerned and worried look on her face.

"He liked all my lesbian girlfriends," she said. "Two years ago, at Christmas, he let Molly spend the break with me in my room."

"You mean Molly, your roommate from college? Did he know the two of you were, you know, lovers?"

"He was the one who told me to look out for her. She had crazy written all over her. He told me, and I quote, 'No pussy is worth crazy.'" Olivia said and she laughed. It felt good to laugh. It felt better to laugh at a story about her dad instead of all the "I hate Christmas" jokes Sophie had been telling.

"Thank you for the tree, even if it is fake," Sophie said, leaning in a risking a kiss. Olivia kissed her back.

"Hey, just because I lost my dad at Christmas time doesn't mean I should shit on your Christmas. We can get a real one if you want. But no wrapped presents, okay?"

"No, I like this one." Sophie stood up, snatched the candy away from Olivia and placed it on the tree. "For tomorrow," she said.

"Ew, it's still sticky!"

"And used. It looks more like a dildo now," Sophie pointed out. She was right; the tip of it had been worn down by their mouths and pussies. "Now take a shower with me and let's wash the sticky off of us."

In the shower they took turns soaping each other's bodies and resisting the urge to do more until tomorrow and for the first time that Christmas, Olivia felt filled with something close Christmas cheer.

I hope you enjoyed my little story. I hope the little twist didn't throw things off for you. Enjoy your holiday season! Now then... orgasms for everyone! BD