A Gift Named Holly

I kissed her for a long time while she held me there, letting me feel the way her muscles pulsed against me, subsiding slowly. My cock was firmly planted deep inside of her and I wanted nothing more than to empty my balls, but old habits took over. I waited for her legs to relax, allowing me move. I slowly started fucking her again, amazed at how easily I slid in and out of her body. When she opened her eyes again and smiled up at me I knew I had accomplished my goal. With her satisfied, it was time to return the favor.

It didn't take long. I pushed myself up on my arms so that I could lower my mouth to her little pink nipples, taking one between my lips for the first time. She ran her fingers through my hair, encouraging me to suck and kiss as she moaned my name over and over. I gave her breast a soft nibble, testing her reaction, and was pleased when she arched her back to grant me more access. I did the same to her nipple and the squeal she made was more than enough to push me over the edge.

I leaned back, lifting to pull my cock free of her body and let it hang above her mound. I didn't need to stroke myself, and as soon as she realized what was about to happen she parted those ruby lips to receive my gift. With on last look at her body, I came. I grunted uncontrollably as the first pearly rope left my cock, falling just short of her chest and marking her tummy instead. The next rope went high, hitting her on the cheek and leaving white in her hair. The third landed perfectly between her breasts where her fingers began to play, using my own cum to explore herself. I managed to pump little more after that, leaving drops of semen in the short hair of her mound.

She opened her eyes and bit her lip as she looked up at me, finally moving her fingers to her lips for a taste. It was one of the sexiest things I'd ever seen. "Uh oh, you made a mess all over your new plaything," she said as she continued looking into my eyes, sucking gently on her finger. She brought her hand down to her tummy now, gathering more of my cum as I watched, recovering slowly from my orgasm. She slowly licked her fingers clean.

"I'm going to have to get you cleaned up," I replied. Hopefully nobody would hear the shower this late. I was surprised no one had heard the sex, and it amazed me how little I cared during the act itself. Now, however, I was a bit nervous, and considered locking my door.

"Maybe next time you an cum inside me?" she asked, enjoying the way that sentence made her feel. "I was hoping I'd get to feel you tonight, throbbing deep inside of me as you delivered all of this." She pointed to where my semen remained on her body.

"Can I do that?" I asked, suddenly curious. "I mean, can you get pregnant like other girls?"

She giggled. "That's the great thing about being me! I can control every aspect of my body, at least everything inside."

"What exactly does that mean?" I asked with confusion on my face.

She finished cleaning off her chest, licking her finger clean before sitting up to continue. "I'm here for your pleasure, Elliot, and I'm assuming that right now a family isn't what you're looking for? So, with that in mind, I keep control of my body so I don't ovulate. Do you trust me?"

I nodded. The idea of her having control like that really wasn't any stranger than her ability to become a children's toy, or vice versa. It made me feel better about having sex in the future, knowing that she had a form of birth control that was one-hundred percent effective. It also made me curious about what else she could control, and if she could ever reverse those effects. After all, what if one day she wanted to be a mother, shouldn't she have that choice as well? I had all of these questions and more, but Holly wasn't letting me ask them.

"I can see in your eyes that you're dying to ask me more, but you'll have to wait. First, you have to come and help me clean up your mess!"

Before I could argue Holly was sliding herself off the bed, careful not to leave anything on the sheets as she moved. It didn't matter of course, considering there was a large spot of moisture where she'd left evidence of her own orgasm. I didn't mind. I stood up and followed her to the bathroom, watching her ass as she bent over to slide her stockings off.

She didn't know how to operate the shower, so I helped her, and I was amused at how delighted she was to step in for the first time. She had never experienced a shower before, so this was a real treat. I joined her in the water, kissing her whenever my hands weren't busy making her clean again. I helped her wash her hair, promising to steal some of Chloe's shampoo and soap for next time, before lathering her in my own bodywash. She enjoyed how slippery it made her skin, and we spent most of that time pressed against each other, kissing against the wall. I wanted to fuck her again, but she was having so much fun that I decided to save that experience for later.

The water went cold, and we stepped out so that I could help her dry off. She never stopped smiling as I toweled her body, enjoying the sensation of being dry and warm again. When we were finished I brought her back to the bed and offered her the t-shirt from before and a pair of shorts. She asked if I would mind her keeping the clothes off for now, and of course I agreed. Then she asked if she could sleep next to me in my bed that night, and I told her I would love nothing more.

I pulled back the covers so that she could climb under, her stockings still on the floor. Then I grabbed the remote and switched on the TV before turning out the light, finally joining her in the warmth of my bed. Holly snuggled close to me as I flipped through the channels, finally landing on something familiar.

"I remember that man!" she said as the recognition hit her. "This was what you were watching last night! Is it the same kind of show as that other thing you watched?"

I laughed. "No, not at all. This is a movie, basically just a recorded performance for entertainment. It's called 'Christmas Vacation,' and it's a comedy. What you saw on my computer over there is different."

"I like learning new words. What makes that movie different?"

"It's called pornography, and it's only purpose is to show people performing sexual acts. It makes us horny, so we can masturbate and get ourselves off."

"Interesting! Can you show me more pornography some time?" she asked excitedly. "I think I could learn a lot from it!"

Again, I laughed. "Perhaps, though I'll have to be very selective about the ones you learn from. For now let's just watch this. It's a good movie, and it's near the beginning. I think you'd really enjoy it!" Enjoy it she did. I was asleep long before the ending once again, but Holly didn't technically need sleep, and only closed her eyes after the film was over.

The next day I awoke to find Holly wasn't laying next to me as expected. My first reaction was to once again ponder my own sanity. Perhaps the events of last night had been an incredibly sexy mirage after all. That's when I heard a noise at my desk, and I turned to find Holly sitting naked in my chair with the laptop open. Porn was playing in the browser, though this time it was something different than what I'd left it on.

"I'm not sure you're going to learn anything about being a real girl by watching porn all the time," I said groggily as my eyes adjusted.

Holly turned quickly, smiling wide at the revelation that I was no longer asleep. "You're awake!"

"I'm getting there," I said as I sat up. "What are you watching anyway?"

She turned back to the screen. "I'm still learning how to use this thing, so I'm not really sure. I clicked one of the pictures and this movie started playing. It's called 'Sister Knows Best.'"

Terrific, Holly was already venturing into the world of incest and it wasn't even ten in the morning. I rubbed the water from my eyes and yawned when suddenly I felt a shift in the bed. I opened my eyes to find that Holly had left the desk and was now crawling on all fours up to me, her grin full of wicked intentions.

"You don't waste any time do you?" I asked. Her hand was already pulling back the covers, eager to discover what treasure might be waiting for her below. What she found was morning wood, with the slight gleam of arousal already leaking from my head.

"I'm not a fan of wasting things," she replied.

Before I could answer she leaned forward and ran her tongue along the full length of my cock, from base to tip. If I wasn't fully awake before, I was now. When her tongue reached the head she took her time, tracing slow circles around my crown before letting it slide between her red lips. It was an impressive sight, watching her take my entire length over and over, never stopping for air. Dolls had no gag reflex, and I assumed Holly had no real use for oxygen either.

I pride myself on my stamina, but Holly wasn't making it easy. It didn't help that we had only had sex once last night, despite our urges. Her lips continued to sheath my cock over and over, forcing the tip of my penis all the way into the tightest recesses of her throat. Her tongue worked masterfully along the underside of my shaft with each pass, and for a moment I completely forgot that this was the first time she had ever given oral. When it came to sex, Holly had an unnatural learning curve, and I hoped the same held true for whatever else I would need to teach her.

My balls tightened as semen began to fill my shaft, preparing for imminent release. I warned Holly that I was near orgasm. I thought it polite, in case she preferred not to have my cum in her mouth. She simply kept her eyes on mine and continued to gently suck, and I took this as silent permission. Unable to hold on, I relaxed my body and began to pump her mouth full of sperm while she moaned. A few seconds later she released me from her grasp and I watched as she swallowed my gift with a smile. It was the best blowjob I'd ever received.

"Holly, that was fucking incredible!" I said when I finally caught my breath.

"Glad you enjoyed it! I thought maybe we could make a morning ritual out of it," she replied.

I was actually prepared to tell her to lay back on the bed so that I could return the favor, but then there was a knock at the door. Immediately Holly ducked behind the mattress and disappeared, transforming into a doll while out of sight. I quietly covered myself just before Chloe opened the door and looked in. I couldn't help but wonder how long she had been standing there, and what she might have heard.

"Oh good, you're awake," she said, giving no indication that she had heard anything at all. "Mom and Liz took Zoe to the park to go sledding, and dad is still at work. If you're hungry I thought we could make breakfast together?"

"Sounds good, I'll be right down," I answered, hoping she would close the door and leave.

"Alright, I'll get things started." She began to shut the door, but her eyes suddenly shifted to the desk and she paused. I turned my head to see what had caught her interest, worried that the screensaver on my laptop had failed to cover up the porn. To my relief, her focus was on the doll's dress, hanging from the edge of my desk to dry.

"Oh, did the stain come out?" she asked, now entering the room without asking and crossing over to take a look.

A feeling of absolute dread suddenly came over me as I realized how fucked I was at that moment. I hadn't yet told Holly that she had been purchased as a gift for my six-year-old cousin, though I had a feeling she knew as much already. Obviously, now that she was serving as my lover and companion, this would have to change. I could only imagine how devastated and used Holly would feel if I continued to fuck her silly for a few nights only to box her up and gift wrap her before giving her away to a child on Christmas. It hurt me inside just to think it.

The problem was Chloe. She knew already that the doll was to be Zoe's gift, but last night I'd formed my own plan for this. The dress was already conveniently stained, so it would be simple enough to lie to my sister and claim that the stain was irremovable, and that a replacement toy would need to be found. That plan was soon to be foiled, however, because the stain had in fact been easy enough to remove, and Chloe was now seeing this with her own eyes as she held the dress up for inspection.

My heart sank further as she nodded her approval. "You did a great job with this Elliot! You'd never know there was ever anything there at all! Mom would be proud." She gave me a wink before placing the garment back on the edge of the desk to finish drying. As she did so, her elbow tapped the computer keyboard, waking it from sleep mode instantly. The light caught her eye and yet another awkward situation developed itself in front of me as my sister read the title of the video. Chloe knew what "Sister Knows Best" could only mean in this context.

"Oops! Sorry, didn't mean to go snooping!" she said in her teasing tone of voice. It did little to ease how awkward I felt, but I gave her credit for trying.

"No worries, just something I clicked at random while trying to get to sleep last night," I lied, hoping it didn't sound as though I were trying to cover up anything.

"I see we have similar tastes in porn," she said, throwing me completely off guard until she added, "Lexi Glam is one of my favorite girls to watch. You should probably find a better site though, this one gave me a virus a while back."

I didn't know what to say, so I simply nodded behind her. I had hoped to find an excuse as to why I couldn't give Holly away, but I was suddenly too embarrassed to think. Chloe closed out the browser for me and shut the laptop before turning to leave.

"Anyway, get dressed and come give me a hand! I never learned how to make omelets as well as you, so don't leave me hanging!" With that, she left my room and closed the door.

I sat there, mortified, for several seconds before Holly reemerged on the other side of the bed with her gorgeous smile. "That was a close one! I'm glad she remembered to knock this time, and I'm glad I was able to finish making you cum before...Elliot? What's the matter?" She finally saw the gloom in my eyes.

Before I could answer, Holly jumped to conclusions on her own. "Oh no! She saw the movie on the computer from before! Elliot, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have left it there for her to find! Are you in trouble?"

I shrugged it off and gave her a reassuring smile. "Nah, Chloe didn't seem to think it was too awkward. Not sure what that says about her, though."

She still looked worried. "I'll make sure that never happens again, I promise. I'll be more careful."

"To be honest, it's not the porn thing that worries me. Holly, I haven't said this yet, but, you do understand that when I bought you from that store, you were supposed to be a Christmas gift to someone else, right?"

Her smile wavered, but she didn't look distressed. "I knew this, yes. I guess I was hoping, after last night, that this was no longer your plan? I understand if it is, of course. It's not my place to ask you to keep me around."

I took her hand I mine. "No one is taking you away from me, and I'm sure as hell not giving you away that easily. I planned to tell Chloe that the dress was ruined. A lie, of course, but at least I wouldn't have to explain anything to her. Then I could just go and find something else to give Zoe before it was too late, and I need Chloe to take me into town for that to happen."

"But now Chloe has seen my dress," Holly observed. "That excuse won't work."

"Exactly. But don't worry, I'll think of something," I said, touching her cheek reassuringly. To my surprise, Holly was mostly smiles and laughter this morning, despite her nervousness last night. I think she was starting to realize how amazing I found her to be, and was less worried about rejection.

Chloe's voice rang up from below. "Elliot! You better not be watching more porn! Get down here and help your sister or you can just eat cereal!"

Holly couldn't help but giggle before meeting my eyes again. "Sounds like you're being summoned! You should go on and have your breakfast. I've already had mine," she said with a naughty little wink and a glance at my uncovered cock.

"Fair enough. Hey, don't worry about earlier, I'll work things out, I promise," I said, realizing that I was mostly trying to convince myself.

"I know you will," she answered, still smiling up at me as I climbed out of bed.

"I'm probably going back into town with Chloe today, especially if I think of a way to change out Zoe's gift. Will you be okay in here alone for another day? I feel really bad leaving you, but I don't have a way of getting you outside just yet without causing suspicion."

"No need to be sorry! I like your bedroom a lot! I think I can manage just fine until you get in for the night. But be ready, because I fully intend to take care of you just like I did last night," she replied.

I gave her a mischievous grin. "I'm not the one who needs to get ready, trust me."

"Do you mind if I use your computer again?" she asked, nodding towards the desk. I loved the way her breasts shifted as she turned. "I think I'm learning how to use it!"

I suddenly reflected on Chloe's earlier warning about viruses and decided that Holly probably shouldn't be left unsupervised with my computer, especially given her desire to look at porn nonstop. "Perhaps it's time I showed you how to work the television? Or even better, I have loads of book if you like reading. I assume since you could read the title on that video earlier, you can read English fairly well?"

She nodded. "My English is fine! Not bad for a second language, if I say so myself!"

I tilted my head in confusion. "Second language? What else do you speak?"

"Mandarin Chinese is technically my first language, though I find it's not practical to use when I'm with you."

"That's random. Why Chinese?" I asked.

To answer, Chloe stretched out her left leg and began to roll away the stocking once again. I remained confused until she finally pulled the sock free of her toes and lifted her foot so that I could see her soles. There, in thin lettering, were the words "Made in China." It was as precise as a tattoo, but the skin looked like some kind of birthmark.

"I suppose that makes sense, actually," I answered.

She giggled and began rolling the stocking back up her slender leg. "Maybe one day I'll teach you, and we can speak it together! But now I'm keeping you longer! Get some clothes on before Miss Chloe murders you!"

Two minutes later I was hurrying down the stairs, an extra bounce in my step, curtesy of Holly's wake-up surprise. Chloe was mixing eggs in a bowl when I stepped into the kitchen, and when she finished berating me for taking so long I was instructed to chop up ingredients for our omelets.

"So, what were you planning to do today?" she asked as I finished up with the mushrooms.

"I don't really have a plan to be honest. I figured you would?"

"Actually, if you don't mind, I need you to go back into town with me."

I nodded, hoping I could steer this favorably in my direction. "I don't mind. What do you need to head out there for?"

"Well, remember when I said I got Melissa something for Christmas?" she asked, suddenly seeming anxious.

"Some underwear, if I recall. I guess she gets to unwrap her gift, and then you get to unwrap her?"

Chloe smirked back at me. "Well that is the general idea, isn't it? Except now she's inviting me over to her house tomorrow night to meet her parents, and I'm worried she'll want to exchange gifts while they're watching. Might be a little awkward if she pulls out a scandalous pair of panties in front of them, no matter how open minded they are."