A Gift Named Holly

She came hard against my tongue, her fingers clutching at my hair as she held me in place, waves of pleasure surging through her core. Her juices were unnaturally sweet against my lips, and I greedily licked her clean as the water continued to wash over her steaming body.

When her orgasm subsided Holly pulled me to my feet, latching onto me for another long, passionate kiss. Her taste was still on my lips, but she made no objection as her tongue sought mine. I was horny enough to have sex with her, and Holly's eyes were practically begging for me to do just that. Reading my mind, Holly turned and placed her hands against the tile, presenting her gorgeous peach for the taking. Her orgasm had left her labia slick and shiny, and I wasted no time before penetrating her, sliding my entire length inside as I reached around to cover her mouth. Her moan was warm against my palm as I started to fuck her, but I was already plotting something different.

I gently screwed her against the tile for several minutes, until I was confident my cock was perfectly covered in her wetness. I pulled completely free of her body, pressing the tip of my cock against her ass before she could turn to pout. Holly giggled, which I took as permission to continue. I stroked my shaft to ensure I was well lubricated before I slowly pushed inside. It was the tightest feeling I'd ever experienced, and I worried it might be painful for Holly. I should have known better. Her smile reassured me that all she felt in that moment was pure pleasure.

I eased slowly forward an inch before pulling back, repeating this process gradually until I had no more inches to give. Holly gasped with every thrust, delighted to feel something much larger than a finger inside her. Her pussy was incredibly tight around my cock, but this was something else entirely, and I imagined I could get very used to this feeling. She moved her hips with me, closing the distance with every thrust so that my balls smacked gently against her labia.

The water was rapidly losing heat by the time I came, grunting with each throbbing pump as I claimed the last of her holes. I remained deep inside her, my balls emptying their contents into her ass while she purred beneath me. I held her against the tile until I finished, one hand on her hip, the other cupping the soft curve of her breast. My legs were shaking as I slowly pulled out, and I took a moment to sit on the shower floor once again as I recovered. Holly climbed into my lap, my cock still throbbing as it pressed against her swollen labia. Her hand caressed my cheek, eyes filled with joy as she leaned in for a kiss.

"Are you okay?" she asked, genuine concern in her voice.

"Beyond okay," I answered with a wink. "I didn't hurt you, did I?

She shook her head. "Of course not! I'm built for pleasure, remember? I especially liked the part where you licked me. Can we do that again soon?"

"We'll be doing that a lot more, trust me. Just let me catch my breath and we can go cuddle some, okay?"

After one last kiss, Holly gently lifted herself off me, a shimmering string of her arousal connecting our sex organs as she stood. I wanted more, but I was completely spent. My cock slowly softened between my wobbly legs, and I was careful not to fall when I finally stood to shut off the cold water.

We dried ourselves quickly and retreated to the warmth of my bed. She was already used to our ritual and grabbed the remote, though she was still new to the world of late-night television and therefore had no clue what to watch. She tried one of the news channels first, and I thought I'd have to give her a hand. Instead, I found that she was fascinated with the idea that worldwide information was available to watch at any time. I realized suddenly that I'd done a pretty poor job of teaching her about being alive.

"Holly," I began, "I owe you an apology. I've been a fairly poor teacher for you lately. You asked me to help you learn about the world, and all I've managed to do is fuck you silly multiple times a day."

She turned to me with those sparkling grey eyes. "Never apologize for that! I've been having loads of fun with you! And you've taught me so much, whether you realize it or not!"

"Like what?"

Holly giggled. "Well, I know how to use the shower now. And I'm getting better at using the computer! I have no complaints about how we've been spending our time together!"

I smiled with a sigh. "You are standing by your promise, right? I mean, all of this sex, it is what you want to do, isn't it?"

"You really do worry too much," she said reassuringly. "I'm happiest when I make you happy, and sex with you feels so incredible! If I ever decide I don't want to do something, I promise, I won't hold back. Now, no more worrying! It's only been a few days and I've honestly learned so much already!"

"I don't think internet porn really counts," I said with a laugh. "Truth is, I don't really know where to begin. There's only so much I can show you here in this room. Maybe watching the news will help?"

"I've also be doing a lot of reading," she replied. "I know enough to discern fact from fiction in most cases, and you'd be surprised how much I know about your world by now."

I raised an inquisitive brow. "Oh yeah?"

She sat up higher but kept her bare chest against me. Her nipples were hard against my skin and it was quite distracting, but I listened. "Well, for example, I can tell you the names of twenty-three countries that I'd never heard of before. I have a basic idea of how driving a car works. I know almost everything about the Second World War. Oh, and I memorized a recipe for omelets!"

"You got all of this just from a couple days reading?" I asked with uncertainty. I looked over at my bookshelf, spotting my old history textbook and an issue of a car tuner magazine. "How fast can you read?"

She smiled. "Faster than you, apparently. So don't worry, I'm learning plenty!" Her smile, ever so lovely, faded slightly as she considered her next words. "That being said, I'd love to see more of the world outside with my own eyes. Do you stay here all the time?"

I shook my head. "No, I actually go to school out in California. Did you learn where that is in those books?"

"It's out west. Capitol is Sacramento. Population of thirty-nine million. Nicknamed the Golden..."

"I'll take that as a yes," I interrupted with a proud smirk. "Well, I go to school in San Francisco. I'll be taking you back with me when I leave, assuming you want to come with me?"

Holly nodded vigorously. "I'd love to go anywhere with you! And it's a school! Schools are made for teaching, so I bet it would be the perfect place for me to learn about being a human girl!"

The thought of trying to enroll Holly at a university without a high school diploma or even a social security number wasn't a pleasant thought, but she had a point. It would be much easier showing her the world once I was out from under the watchful eyes of my family. I gave her another kiss and settled back down so she could watch the news. It was almost one in the morning by the time we finished catching up on world events, and neither of us were tired.

"What's your favorite thing about Christmas?" Holly asked unexpectedly.

"You mean apart from my Christmas wish come true?" I said flirtatiously, squeezing her tight against me. "You know, I think I actually have the perfect answer for this, and it's something I can actually share with you. I'll be right back."

I couldn't help but smile at my own mischievousness. She was genuinely excited and curious as I slipped on my pajama pants to sneak out the door, but I refused to give even a hint before I shut it behind me. What I had in mind was actually quite simple, but I knew she would appreciate every bit of it, perhaps more so than any other girl would.

I made my way into the kitchen, careful not to make too much noise. Most of my family was already asleep, except for Chloe who was almost certainly still painting. I opened the pantry and found exactly what I'd set out for, retrieving my loot before stealthily making my way back upstairs.

Holly had become a doll again after I left, but now that I was back her lovely figure reappeared under the sheets. I still would have had to explain the dress and stockings that were laying by the bed if anyone else had come by, since she hadn't bothered getting dressed, but I appreciated her concern for secrecy. I closed the door and crossed over to the bed, handing over her prize with a smile.

I could tell she was a bit confused as she examined the cake in her hand, wondering why this particular treat was so special when it came to Christmas. I watched her for a few seconds, appreciating how cute she was as she sat there, topless and inquisitive. Finally, she spoke.

"It's a cake, right? Why is it shaped like a tree?"

"It's a Christmas tree cake," I answered, "And this is my favorite part of Christmas because these are only available during the holidays." That wasn't quite true, mind you. The same type of cake probably existed during the other seasons in a different shape, but that didn't matter. Everything tastes better when it comes in special form.

"It's so pretty!" she said as she looked over the details. White frosting, red icing, and green sprinkles.

"Don't get too attached," I said with a grin. "You haven't even taken your first bite! You did say before that food won't hurt you, correct?"

She nodded. "I don't have to eat or drink, but it won't hurt me if I do."

"Awesome! Now, I have one too. We'll eat them together, okay?" I showed her the cake in my hand and demonstrated how to open the packaging.

Hesitantly, she copied my movements and let the cake slide freely onto her palm. I could tell she was reluctant to destroy something I deemed so special, but I knew curiosity would eventually win this battle. After a few more seconds of study, Holly brought the tree to her lips and took a nibble. The look in her eyes that followed brought a smile to my face.

"Oh, Elliot! This is amazing! I can see why you claim this as your favorite part of the holiday!" She hadn't even finished chewing before she spoke, and I was quite entertained watching her devour the rest. As much as I like these cakes, I had a feeling Holly loved them more. She finished her last bite and was licking her fingers before I'd had time to take more than two of my own. I couldn't help but smile as I offered her the rest of my cake.

"But, this is yours?" she said, eyeing the pastry with a different kind of lust.

"I don't mind. Consider it a gift!"

Her smiles were usually naughty, but the one she gave now was full of a different kind of passion. She was happy, and I knew in that moment she was seeing me as more than just a sexual playmate. For the first time, and with some guilt, I looked at her in kind. No girl, not even my ex, had ever looked at me this way, and my heart was pounding in response.

Holly took the cake gently from my hand, never taking her eyes from mine. She was teary with joy, and over something as trivial as a mass-produced combination of sugar and dough. She nibbled slowly this time, savoring each bite as I watched. Crumbs fell to her chest, and I leaned in and cleaned the mess with my lips, waiting for her to take the last bite before I kissed her again. The kiss felt different than any before, and I realized now just how empty my heart had been.

This was a special moment, with a very special girl.

"You really are one of a kind, you know that?" I lovingly asked. The flutter in my chest was speaking for me.

Holly blushed a deep red, beaming at me from behind her dark curls. "Thank you! Though, technically, there were thousands of dolls produced in the same factory, just like me. I just happened to be the one extremely lucky doll nobody wanted. No one, that is, except you."

My eyes grew wide with the sudden epiphany. I couldn't believe I hadn't thought of it before! "Holly, that's it! You're a genius! A beautiful, sexy, sparkly-eyed genius!"

She tilted her head in confusion, but I continued. "I don't have to think of another gift for Zoe, I just need to find another doll like you!"

I saw the hurt in her eyes and immediately corrected myself. "Well, not exactly like you. None of them will ever be as special or amazing as my Holly," I added, with a touch to her blushing cheek.

"But wasn't I the last one to be sold?" Holly asked.

"True, but as popular as you were, they may have restocked inventory by now! I just need to get to the mall tomorrow, without Chloe. She's going to see her girlfriend, so it won't be a problem dodging her, but I don't have a car. I'll have to call a cab and hope for the best."

Holly listened as I outlined my plan, clearly hopeful that this was what we'd been looking for. I was quite optimistic, but no matter what I had to fix this problem tomorrow, one way or another. Failure simply wasn't an option at this point.

Today was Christmas Eve, and the mall would be closing early. If I didn't find what I was looking for, I would have to choose between giving up Holly or disappointing my little cousin, not to mention my sister. I silently debated how severe that disappointment would be, knowing already there was no way I could part with Holly after so many promises. This simply had to work.

I listened to Holly's breathing as she drifted to sleep in my arms. I smiled, knowing that she didn't really need sleep. She did so because she wanted to, here with me. It was the greatest gift of all, and I realized then that she deserved something in return. I would have two reasons to visit the mall today when I awoke, and I drifted to sleep already knowing what to do.

I awoke to the pleasing sensation of Holly ordering her breakfast. She hadn't been kidding about the morning blowjob ritual and was determined to begin before I'd even opened my eyes. It was the best alarm clock a man could ask for.

"I hope you don't mind," she asked when her mouth was no longer full. "If you need more time to recover..." Her words were cut off as I placed my fingers in her hair, guiding her lips back where I wanted them. She was happy to continue. Five minutes later she was finished with her meal, and a few minutes after that I was pushing her down on the mattress, parting her legs so my tongue could return the favor. She was more of a dessert than a breakfast, but I had no problem skipping courses. Licking my lips, I watched her recover with a grin as I dressed.

Chloe was waiting downstairs when I arrived. The parents were getting ready to go out with Liz and Zoe. They invited me along, but I wasn't a fan of ice skating or caroling, so I begged off. My actual breakfast would consist of French toast, prepared by my sister. I took a plate and sat beside her.

"Nice to have you up without having to call you a million times," she said as I took my first bite.

"It helps when you don't have to do all the cooking," I countered.

"Hey, I helped! I figured you were just busy looking for more mystery girls hiding in your closet," she said before taking a bite of her own.

"I've been avoiding eggnog, don't worry. Anyway, what are your plans for today? I know you have dinner tonight, so I assume you'll be heading that way eventually?"

She nodded. "Melissa lives in Greenville, so I figure it'll take me nearly an hour to get there in this weather. I'll leave out around lunch so I can get there early enough to hang out for a bit and exchange my first gift to her."

"You mean get there early enough for a little girl-on-girl action to ease your nerves before meeting her parents," I corrected with a smirk. I received a smack on the shoulder in reply. "Very well. I figure I might head into town later and see what kind of trouble I can get myself into."

"You want to go back out on Christmas Eve? It'll be super crowded, and I doubt you'll find much to do. And how are you going to get there? Mom and dad are taking the Jeep, and there's no way I can let you borrow my car since I'll be leaving."

"I'll figure something out." The truth was that I'd already requested an Uber driver to pick me up around one o-clock. The house would be empty by then. I felt bad asking for a cab on the holiday, but I made sure I had enough money to pay for an extra large tip in return for the favor. I would be relatively broke by the end of the day, but it would all be worth it. Besides, I was bound to receive money for Christmas from someone.

I spent the next few hours enjoying the company of my sister. The copious amounts of sex I'd been having lately had put me in quite the frisky mood, and I didn't hold back in teasing Chloe about her night out with her secret girlfriend. I knew she was nervous, and to be honest so was I, so the jokes helped ease the tension for both of us.

I watched the clock anxiously while we played video games together in the living room. It was half past noon when Chloe finally stood to leave, giving me just half an hour to get ready before my driver arrived. With the house now empty, I went upstairs and retrieved Holly, bringing her down to see the rest of the house for the first time with human eyes. She was quite curious as she explored, and especially loved our Christmas tree. She said she'd never seen something so beautiful and understood now why the cakes were so oddly shaped. I stole one of Chloe's jackets from the closet for Holly to throw on, even though she didn't need one. It would at least help her blend in once we were outside.

Our driver was punctual and we were relieved to find her in a great mood. I apologized sincerely for having her out on a holiday, but she insisted it wasn't a problem. She could have refused the job easily enough if she preferred, and it was hard to argue with that. I introduced Holly as my girlfriend but for the most part she stayed silent during the ride. Her eyes were constantly scanning the houses as we passed, taking in the outside view for the first time with real eyes.

Just as we'd predicted the mall was packed beyond capacity with last-minute shoppers, but we decided to squeeze our asses through the doors anyway. For me this was a two-part mission. The first and most obvious goal was to locate the store where I'd purchased Holly. Hopefully I'd be able to find another, identical doll to serve as a replacement gift for Zoe. After that, however, I had another secret objective that would require a bit of finesse. I'd already texted our driver the details, and she happily agreed to help when the time came.

"Okay Holly, do you think you can get us back to that store where we found you?" I asked, hoping to avoid the crowd hovering around the map.

She looked around uncertainly, nervous about being human around so many real people. "I'm not sure? I think I'll know it when I see it though."

That was good enough for me. Taking her hand in mine I led us toward the escalator, grinning with amusement at the look on her face when she stepped on. Every day with Holly promised to be an adorable adventure. When we made it to the second-floor landing I was unsure whether to turn left or right, so we picked a random direction and set off. It was apparently the wrong choice, and I had to lead us back through the crowd so we could try again. Ten minutes later, after walking a different path, Holly tugged on my arm to stop.

"Elliot, I think this is it," she said quietly beside me.

I turned hopefully, only to be met with disappointment. This was indeed the place that I remembered, but the gate was shut, and the lights were dark. Inside looked almost completely barren, and it was clear there were no toys left to purchase. The store was called "Santa's Workshop", though I'd never heard of it before now.

One of the mall security officers was passing by as we stood there and urged us to move along so we didn't block traffic. Instead, I pulled Holly out of the way and asked the officer what happened to the store we'd been so desperate to find.