A Gift Named Holly

Five minutes later I returned from the kitchen, three cups of cocoa in my hands as I walked in on their conversation. Chloe had so many question and Holly was happy to answer them, or at least the ones she could. Her smile was wider than ever, and I knew she was overjoyed to have finally made a new friend.

"So, you've been upstairs this whole time, all alone while we were down here doing family stuff?" Chloe was asking as I put down the drinks. Holly nodded. "You poor thing, you must have been bored out of your mind!" Chloe had so far avoided mentioning the sexual acts she'd walked in on.

"It wasn't so bad," Holly replied. "And we even went back to the mall today!"

Chloe reeled on me. "Elliot! Why didn't you tell me about her sooner! We could have taken her into town and had a great time together!"

I shrugged. "Would you have believed me? It's not exactly the sort of thing I can just send in a text message."

She turned back to Holly. "So, what did you do up there all that time?"

Holly smiled. "I've been learning to use a computer, and I've been reading a lot!" She didn't mention her obsession with internet porn, which I was thankful for.

"What does it feel like? When you change over, I mean," Chloe asked.

"Mostly it just tickles, but there's no pain to it at all. When I'm a doll, I'm aware of what's happening around me. I can see with my painted eyes, and hear. I can even move a bit if I try. But I don't really feel much at all."

"Elliot, this is great!" Chloe said as she turned to me. "I mean, at first I was a little shocked, and even a bit frightened, but Holly really is special!" Holly blushed at the compliment.

"She really is," I said with a smile.

"She's perfect for you!" Chloe continued. "We should all be so lucky, finding someone like her to make sure we never have to feel lonely again. I guess this means we can go on double dates now huh? You and Holly and me and...oh fuck!"

Chloe jumped from the couch so suddenly I worried she would spill her cocoa. She was already looking around for her purse, talking as she scurried around. "I can't believe I forgot! I've been so caught up in all of this that I forgot I was seeing Melissa tonight!" She checked her phone to find several unanswered texts.

Admittedly I had forgotten as well. The last half hour had been very distracting. Feeling a bit guilty at having kept her so long, I did what I could to hurry her out the door. Mostly this involved helping carry the gifts to her car.

"I'm so sorry! I really don't want to leave like this," Chloe said as she buckled her seatbelt. She turned to Holly. "It was really nice meeting you! I'll be home later tonight, and if you're still up we can finish getting to know each other?"

Holly smiled. "I would love to!"

"Great! Again, so sorry about this! I wish I could stay, but you know how it goes!"

I leaned in through the window before she could reverse. "Chloe, I know I don't have to tell you this, but we can't tell anyone about Holly, okay?"

She laughed. "I'm not an idiot, big brother! Don't worry, her secret is safe with me."

"Even with Melissa," I reiterated.

"The pussy's good, but not that good," she answered.

Before I could retort, Chloe was driving off, careful not to hit any ice as her taillights vanished down the road. I brought Holly back inside where it was warm. Things were going much better than I ever could have expected.

"She's really nice!" Holly said as we reclaimed our seats on the sectional.

"Chloe's a great sister, and a good friend. You can trust her."

"I'm not too worried," said Holly. She put her hand on my leg and began to rub my thigh, a smile playing on her lips. "So, do you think we're finally alone now? I'd like to finish what we started."

I was already unzipping my pants. "This time, if someone comes home, we'll run."

Holly pulled her dress over her head, straddling me once again as my cock hardened for her. She rubbed her moist lips along my shaft, leaving a shiny trail of her arousal along the throbbing surface before sliding me into her depths.

She rode me like this until I was coated in her creamy orgasm, my hips thrusting upward as I gripped her ass, holding her in place. She was quite satisfied, but I had no intention of giving her only one orgasm. I waited for her panting to slow before bending her over the back of the sectional, giving her ass a hearty smack as I shoved my entire length back where it belonged. Her moans, no longer restricted to a certain volume, were loud and encouraging. I pounded into her, watching my cock as it vanished and reappeared over and over. Her second orgasm came quickly, and it wasn't long before I felt the familiar tingle that meant I wasn't far behind.

"I'm gonna cum!" I shouted as I gripped tighter onto her hips, her body still trembling with bliss.

She turned to look back at me with her back arched. "Do you want to cum on my face?"

I nodded, pulling out as Holly jumped down on her knees in front of the couch, her mouth open and waiting. In just a few short strokes I began pumping rope after rope of pearly cum on her adorable face below. Her tongue was quick to lap at what it could reach, but the rest was left to adorn her lovely cheeks as the final spurts dribbled slowly from my cock. When she opened her eyes they were full of lust, and I knew this wouldn't be the last time she made that request.

She gazed up at me, still covered in white that matched her pearly smile. I took her hand, pulling her up to me before guiding her into the kitchen. I cleaned her gently with a moist cloth, wiping away what little of me remained after her tongue had finished some cleaning of its own. Once she was clean, I couldn't help but imagine the naughty ways I would make her dirty again later. For now, however, I settled for a kiss, which she passionately returned.

By now it was well into the afternoon and my parents would be home within the hour. I checked my phone for the time and found a message from Chloe, pleased to see that she had arrived safely and on time. Things seemed to be going well all around. To celebrate our good fortune, I grabbed two Christmas tree cakes from the pantry and tossed one to Holly as we gathered our clothes and went upstairs. I placed the doll in a safe location and, while Holly wasn't looking, I quickly retrieved her gift from my coat pocket and hid it in my desk.

"Are you good at making snow angels?" Holly asked as she took a second bite of her cake. She wore only her stockings as we lay in bed, watching TV.

"I suppose I'm average. How about you?" I replied with curiosity.

Holly shrugged. "I saw you making them with your sister and Zoe the other day, and they looked beautiful, but I've never made one myself."

I could see the sadness in her face. "Would you like to?"

She looked up in surprise. "Won't your parents be home soon?"

I laughed. "We'll be in the backyard if they do. Besides, what are the odds of us getting caught twice in the same day?"

She seemed reluctant, but I could tell she was dying to go outside and play in the snow. I stood, grabbing my coat before taking her hand in mine. She smiled as I pulled her to her feet once more, helping her get dressed before leaving the room behind us. I grabbed one of Chloe's jackets before heading downstairs, a layer of protection for Holly's beautiful dress if nothing else.

We made our way into the backyard, using the last bit of daylight to find a clean patch of virgin snow for our angels. She held my hand as we took our positions, and I looked over to find a very happy Holly smiling back at me.

"Ready?" I asked. She nodded in reply, and together we leaned back and fell into the snow with a dull thud. Holly's gasp was almost sexual, but I had more important things on my mind as I shared this moment with my lovely companion.

She slowly began moving her limbs in wide arcs, leaving perfect impressions in the snow as she formed the dress and sleeves of a Christmas angel. I couldn't help but smile at the irony. To me, she was my Christmas angel, and no work of snowy art would ever compare to her beauty. I told her this, and the red of her cheeks glowed on the powdery white surface beside her.

I finished my angel quickly, not so much worried about my own artwork as I reached out to pull Holly to her feet. There would be no handprints in her snow angle, and as she turned to view her creation, I saw nothing but happiness in those gorgeous eyes.

"It's beautiful!" she said.

I never took my eyes from her. "She really is." I wasn't referring to the figure in the snow.

It was in that one special moment, my heart pounding in my chest, that I realized I could really, truly fall in love with this girl. Holly had completely stolen my heart in just a few days' time, and I was happy to let her keep it. I knew it was too soon to say that I loved her, especially after a breakup, so I remained silent as I leaned in for a kiss. That didn't make it any less true.

"I don't think I've ever been this happy," I said, my fingers gently caressing her cheek. "And to be honest, it frightens me. I made a promise to you, that I'd teach you everything I could about being human, and that I'd never ask you to do anything you don't want to do. I have no intention of breaking that promise, but I don't ever want to lose you."

She leaned over for another of her amazing kisses, and I felt reassurance in her warmth. "I'm not going anywhere, silly," she replied.

It felt like a promise, and that brought me more comfort that I cared to admit. With nothing left to say we left our angels behind, her hand in mine as I lead her back to the warmth of my bedroom.

Holly was out of her clothes the second I shut the door and I was quick to follow. We made passionate love in my bed, our hearts full of something far greater than lust as our bodies joined for the third time that day. We finished just as my parents were pulling into the driveway, but I remained where I was, comfortable between her legs as my cock lovingly throbbed inside her. No words were spoken, and none were necessary. The poetry in our eyes was clear as day.

My mother called for me to come down to dinner, but my only desire was to lay there with Holly until the end of time. Eventually, Holly treated me to one last kiss before urging me spend time with my family, promising to be here when I returned. Reluctantly I climbed out of bed and got dressed, watching with an amused grin as she tried to work the TV remote.

The next few hours were spent downstairs with my family. I helped dad with the steaks and he brought up the subject of my ex once more. He noticed that I seemed to be feeling much better now, and correctly deduced that I must be flirting with someone new. I told him I'd been talking to someone from school, a lie I felt somewhat guilty for telling. I reminded myself that Holly would eventually need a cover story, and this seemed like a good way to start.

Zoe, excited about finally getting to open her presents in the morning, was full of energy by the time we finished our meal. Liz had already issued the usual threats as she tried to convince her daughter to go to bed, but Zoe was having none of it.

"Can we leave cookies for Santa tonight?" she asked as Liz was clearing the table.

"What kind of cookies?" my mother asked.

"I hear he loves oatmeal raisin," I replied, remembering a certain conversation from earlier that day.

Zoe followed her mom to look for cookies while I excused myself. It was time for a shower and to prepare for bed, which also meant more time with Holly. I opened my bedroom door to find Holly waiting in bed, just as she promised, but not for long.

"I missed you!" she exclaimed, leaping to her feet and wrapping her arms tight around me as our lips joined. I could never grow tired of this. Her waist was the perfect fit for my arms as I held her close.

I carried her to the shower where I took my time lathering her delicious curves. When the water finally left her creamy skin shiny and clean, I decided to have her for dessert. Her pussy was juicy and sweet against my lips, and as the taste of her orgasm greeted my tongue I found myself wanting more. I pushed her gently against the wall, her back on the tile as I pulled her leg around my waist. I angled my hips to enter her, pushing a gasp through her lips as her walls stretched around me. My thrusts were slow but powerful, each one lifting her from her toes. The water would likely go cold soon, but I'd keep her warm, one way or another.

"Do you want to fuck me in the ass again?" she asked, her voice impossibly innocent for a request so naughty.

I gave her a sly grin in response, pulling out so she could turn to face the wall and present her ass for the taking. I slid back into her pussy for extra reassurance, stroking her juices along my shaft before venturing further north. With the head of my cock shiny and slick, I pressed it against her ass and gently pushed inside, her body gripping tight to my shaft as I slowly gave her my entire length.

Holly was moaning louder as I gradually began to thrust once more. Unable to resist, I reached around to squeeze her breast in my palm, holding her hip tight with my free hand. I picked up the pace, no longer fearful of causing her pain as she begged me to fuck her. I happily obliged, and within minutes I felt an unmistakable shiver run through her body. Her orgasm was mere seconds ahead of my own.

"Santa's going to put you back on the naughty list, mister!" she moaned as I filled her with cum.

"I have a feeling I was already on it," I replied, reflecting on all the dirty things we'd done in the span of just a few days. "I did leave him some oatmeal raisin cookies though, so maybe that'll help," I said as I shut off the water.

Holly giggled as she retrieved our towels. "You remembered! That's sweet of you!"

I laughed. "Remind me to ask Chloe for help wrapping Zoe's gift tonight. I'll have to sneak that under the tree at some point, along with Liz's pen."

"Do you think she'll be home soon?" Holly asked as she finished drying her hair.

"It's almost midnight. She'll be heading home soon if she hasn't left already. That reminds me, it's almost Christmas!"

"I'm afraid I don't have a gift for you," she said with a frown.

"You are a gift, Holly. Having you in my life is the best present I could ever ask for. I mean that." I touched her cheek softly as I spoke. "But I do have a gift for you, and now seems like the time to give it to you."

I grabbed her hand and pulled her back into my bedroom, dropping our towels to the floor along the way. I didn't give her time to argue as I lead her to the desk, grabbing the tiny black box from the drawer and placing it in her trembling hands.

"Merry Christmas, Holly! I'm sorry it's so plain, but I didn't have a chance to wrap it today."

She was speechless, her eyes locked on mine as they began to water. I moved to stand behind her, looking over her shoulder as she opened her gift. Waiting inside was a bracelet of smoky quartz, the gemstones a near perfect match to her breathtaking irises. It sparkled and gleamed as she held it in her palm, her lips parted in silent fascination.

She finally turned to me with joy in her smile. "Elliot! This is so beautiful! You really shouldn't have done so much, just for me!"

"Oh, enough of that," I said dismissively. "It'll match those gorgeous eyes of yours perfectly. Here, let me help you put it on!"

I secured the clasp around her delicate wrist, glad to see it fit. She couldn't stop staring at it, and I knew I could have given her a bracelet of tin foil and she would still look at it with the same affection.

"So, did I do a good job?" I asked teasingly. In response she turned to me and pounced, my arms catching her just in time as her legs wrapped tightly around my waist. Her body was pleasantly warm against my bare skin, and as her tongue parted my lips I carried her back to my bed.

Somehow, we managed to make love one last time for the night, my body completely spent by the time we finished. The shiny new bracelet on Holly's wrist was the only thing she wore as we tangled the sheets around us. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tight against me as our bodies joined, letting her whisper seductive promises in my ear as we approached climax. When we came, we did so together, her nails raking lines along my back as my shaft throbbed deep inside her body, emptying my balls of everything I had left to give.

We spent the next hour recovering, my pulse nearly back to normal by the time Chloe finally returned. She knocked gently at the door and I stood to let her in. She immediately rushed inside, beaming with excitement.

"Looks like you had a great night," I observed as I shut the door behind her. Were those teeth marks on her neck?

"It was a fantastic night! Hey, Holly!" she replied, taking a seat on the bed.

"Hi Chloe! I like your necklace!" Holly replied, noting the new addition to Chloe's appearance. A single chocolate pearl hung on a delicate silver chain from her neck. It was beautiful in its simplicity.

"Thank you! Melissa gave me this as her official gift, the one I opened in front of her parents."

"A lesbian that still gets pearl necklaces?" I joked as I took my own seat. Holly, unfamiliar with the euphemism, tilted her head in confusion.

Chloe struck me on the arm with her tiny fist. "I'll have you know I've never done that!"

"Well did you at least get laid?" I asked, receiving another smack.

"You're such a pervert!" Chloe replied. "As a matter of fact, I did. Twice. It was quite breathtaking! No need to tell me if you did, I can only assume what happened after I left." Holly blushed, but the giggle that followed was far from innocence.

"So, I know you have a lot you want to ask Holly and I about, but I have a favor to ask. Can you help me wrap Zoe's doll while we chat?" I asked, ignoring the roll of her eyes.

"You still haven't done that? For fucks sake Elliot, Christmas is in the morning!" Chloe was already on her feet, heading downstairs to find a box and wrapping paper suitable for the task. When she returned, she immediately set to work, ignoring my offer to help as she cut the first perfectly straight line. Holly watched in awe as my sister transformed the doll into a brightly wrapped package.

Chloe noticed Holly's new bracelet and admitted she was impressed with my choice, especially on such short notice. She also went to her room to retrieve her gift to me, a snazzy new watch that allowed me to set multiple time zones. No more counting hours on fingers before calling home. She apologized repeatedly for not having a gift for Holly but promised to take her shopping as soon as she was free. Holly would need new clothes, and I trusted my fashionable sister to find her some cute items to wear. My gift to Chloe was a new drawing tablet she'd been eying for months. She promised to test it out later by drawing a scene of the three of us, which Holly was excited to see.

With Zoe and Liz's gifts wrapped, I took them quietly downstairs to leave under the tree. As I turned to leave, I noticed the cookie plate on the hearth was noticeably empty, a few crumbs the only evidence there'd been anything there to begin with. I silently thanked the mall Santa one last time for saving my skin before heading back upstairs, an unopened box of tree-shaped cakes in my hand.

We finished the treats quickly, already determined that a few hours of sleep would be sufficient to carry us through the holiday. Getting Chloe caught up on the last few days was surprisingly easy. Admittedly, a good chunk of my time alone with Holly had been spent between the sheets, and it was unavoidable to mention, but Chloe kept the teasing to a minimum. I had a feeling Holly would gladly tell her every detail if asked, and I prayed the subject didn't come up when they eventually had their "girl time." I didn't need that awkwardness in my life.