Paradise Isle, Christmas Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Paradise Isle, Christmas Pt. 01

... pleasantly, and let them out of their rooms, unable to not watch as they emerged through the doors on their hands and knees, antlers leading and finishing with their cute tails and bizarre feet - hooves.

That morning, they were all much more friendly.

When he asked about their improved attitudes, they explained that they'd discussed him last night and decided that he was basically a nice guy, who appeared to care. They appreciated that.

In the corral they wandered around randomly, enjoying the sun and fresh air, as he sat on a bench trying to relax, and enjoy the view, but not too much.

He couldn't help but admire how good they looked. Bizarre, of course, but sexy too.

After an hour, he saw his chance and as Vixen passed, he invited her to sit with him. She smiled and settled onto the bench right next to him.

He had no idea why he liked her more than the others, but he did.

Looking at her, sitting so close, He felt his cock pulsing, and was relieved to be sitting.

"Morgan's curious." He said, quietly and hesitantly.

"Oh?"

"She wants to make sure her reindeers are as interested in sex as they used to be."

"What?" She reacted angrily.

He was startled. "Sorry..."

"What's she worried about?"

"Well, she's expecting her big Christmas party to be one of those typical orgies, and she wants all of you to attend, and join in, like you did back in Nice.

"She's not talking about forcing you to do anything. She wants you all to have a good ...

... time, and mingle with the guests like the pretty girls always do." He knew he was doing a terrible job of describing the expectation. But those parties always devolved into massive sex sessions. And the guests always wound up screwing each other energetically and often.

Vixen just sighed and shook her head. "Unbelievable."

"Mark, you can tell her that we're all horny as hell! And I'm not talking about our frigging antlers."

He chuckled.

"We haven't had sex with a man in two months. Since before we got here. And all of us were very much into sex, with men and women, when we were back in France. That's how we met Morgan.

"In fact, now that I think about it, that's probably how she identified us for this insane project of hers." And she waved at her glorious reindeer body.

"When we were over in the stables, we were even envious of the ponygirls who got fucked at their insane pony breeding station."

She paused, took a couple of deep breaths, and then, a little calmer, she rested a hand on his thigh. It felt good...

"Mark, last night most of the discussion in the building centered around how we could fuck you.

"We all saw your bulge, and it looked really nice by the way. And we all wanted you.

"I'm certain that if you spread out on your back, right here, right now, there'd be six reindeer girls, lined up to ride you in a flash. It would be a stampede!"

She paused to giggle at her own image.

"And I'd be first in line. The only problem would be that ...