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THE DEFLOWERING OF RUDOLPH THE RED-NOSED REINDEER

Part Four of Reindeer Games

By Gideon Kalve Jarvis

Rudolph realized that he'd never had a chance, not with both lead reindeer working on him at the same time. He hardly noticed the details of Dancer's room, being far too caught up by the passion (and nervousness) of the moment. The young buck looked back at Dasher uncertainly as the boyishly handsome stag slipped his arms under Rudolph's armpits, pinning the red-nosed reindeer against the slightly taller stag's chest. Dasher gave Rudolph a reassuring smile, then nuzzled his neck, closing his eyes to enjoy the innocent buck's sweet virgin scent.

Dancer wasn't idle during this time. Rudolph felt a soft hand on his chin, turning his head to face forward. He was mesmerized by Dancer's startlingly beautiful green eyes, and just hung there, helplessly caught between the two, watching the pretty doe in front of him. Rudolph couldn't help but moan quietly as the gorgeous woman leant forward, pressing her muzzle to his, his eyes wide with nervousness and mounting excitement. His eyes soon rolled back into his head as he felt Dancer's tongue parting his lips, entering his mouth to do things with his tongue that he'd never even dreamed were possible. As Dasher began to affectionately groom the top of Rudolph's head with his slightly rough tongue, Rudolph's eyes closed and he let himself start to relax, submitting himself to the will of the two more experienced reindeer.

Some time later - how long Rudolph couldn't tell - Dancer broke their kiss and took a step back. Rudolph hung almost limp in Dasher's strong grip, his eyes slowly opening as he gasped for breath, his heart beating so fast at the intensity of the kiss he'd just felt that for a moment he thought he might pass out.

"You boys have a seat on the bed," said Dancer seductively, her eyes heavily-lidded as she ran her hands down her pink poodle skirt. "I want to give you a little show."

Dasher released Rudolph and took him by the hand, leading him to the bed, where they both sat down, Dasher looking quite eager, while Rudolph retained the 'lost little boy' look he'd had for most of his stay at the North Pole.

"Now you're gonna see why they call her Dancer," said Dasher, glancing at Rudolph long enough to give him a reassuring smile and wink before turning his full attention to the doe standing in front of them.

Dancer smiled at the two males, then lowered her head, her eyes closing as she pressed her hands against herself, crossing her arms in front of her body. Rudolph's ears flicked and he glanced around as he thought he started to hear soft music on the edge of his senses. He tried to place the tune, but somehow it kept slipping away from him every time he focused more than the very periphery of his hearing upon it. Though neither of the two older reindeer moved from their places, the lights in the room also seemed to grow softer, making it that much easier to focus on Dancer as she stood in front of him.

Her eyes still closed, Dancer began to bend her knees, lowering herself to the floor even as she raised her arms above her head. Her head fell back while her arms stretched far out to her sides. Then, as her arms swung to her front, the palms down, she lifted her right leg, balancing on the left as she slowly stood once more, her delicate-looking hoof only inches away from her hands. Dancer then dipped forward onto her raised leg and hands, forming a tripod for balance as she lifted her left leg into the air. With a light, effortless-looking movement Dancer switched legs, then brought them both down, tucking them under her chest. Her hands moved deftly at her waist for a moment, and then Dancer slid forward on the floor, leaving her skirt behind as she seemed almost to flow back onto her feet, dressed only in her white blouse and soft white panties. With a kick into the air, which sent Rudolph's heart pounding at what he almost saw when she raised her leg, Dancer sent her skirt flying, landing on the edge of the bed, where Dasher (who was more used to this than Rudolph) quickly folded it neatly and tossed it on top of Dancer's nearby dresser before turning back to the show.

Weaving slowly from side to side, her hips swaying in a way that left Rudolph's mouth dry, his bright blue eyes wide open for fear of missing anything, Dancer began to move her hands in slow, hypnotic patterns across her body, and especially her chest. The sweet-faced doe rolled her head in counterpoint to her hips, her muzzle opening in rising ecstasy as she let herself be lost in the dance. Rudolph suddenly realized that Dancer's hand movements had been undoing the buttons of her blouse, but it'd been done so gracefully that he hardly noticed until she reached the last one, opening the shirt as she turned again, twisting her legs around each other as she began to spin, slowly at first, and then faster, her speed increasing until Rudolph started to have a hard time following her movements. She swayed her upper body back and then forward, and before Rudolph knew it, Dancer's blouse was floating as if by magic into Dasher's hand to be folded and then put alongside the skirt.

Rudolph couldn't help but gasp as Dancer's flashing green eyes opened, the soft light catching and reflecting them in a dazzling display. She was dressed only in a simple white brassier and panties, something soft and frilly from France, and what was hidden from view seemed to the red-nosed reindeer to be at least as exciting as what was exposed to his eyes. Her hands rising and falling in counterpoint to her body, rubbing against her soft fur even as she swayed forward and back, her hips gyrating in a display that was both erotic and beautiful at the same time while her tail bobbed up and down in time to the soft music on the edge of consciousness, Dancer captivated both of the males utterly, leaving them staring wide-eyed at her impossible beauty, magnified beyond mortal belief by the magic of her dance. Rudolph almost didn't notice when the spin slowed, and then came to a gradual stop, ending as Dancer faced him and Dasher, her right arm swinging forward, wrapping around her body. Then she swung her upper body to the left, letting her left arm also wrap around her upper body, so that she was now hugging herself. Dancer then wrapped her legs around each other and did a final slow turn, this one ending as she dropped her bra into the hamper next to the door with her left hand, then knelt in front of the two eagerly-watching bucks, her smile dazzling to their senses as she reached up to gently rub them both on the chin.

Rudolph could only watch, feeling helpless before Dancer's female attraction as she trailed her hand lightly down the front of his simple off-white t-shirt, then moved both her hands to the hem of the shirt, sliding them under the cloth while Dasher busied himself pulling off his sweater. The young reindeer began to breathe a little faster as he felt Dancer's gentle hands on his firm stomach, feeling the little bumps of muscle that had developed there when he took on his anthropomorphic shape, then sliding up to his nicely-muscled chest, drawing his t-shirt up as she went. Rudolph could only gasp and then moan as Dancer gently pinched his nipples, and then bent forward to lick them, dividing her time equally between the sensitive pink nubs. As she did this, and while Rudolph was completely absorbed in the sensations of pleasure washing over his body, Dancer pulled off his t-shirt, leaving his upper body bare.

Rudolph rested his weight back on his arms, his eyes wide as he watched Dancer stroking her hands up against the grain of his fur, making him shiver and whimper softly, and then back down, smoothing his thick reindeer pelt out again. She bent her head and began to nibble delicately on the cobblestones of his tight tummy, making Rudolph squirm as she tickled and aroused him at the same time.

Leaving the panting, highly-aroused young reindeer at that moment, Dancer turned her attention to Dasher, who was watching the show she'd put on with Rudolph with great interest. She shifted her body until she was kneeling between the older tiny reindeer's legs, her hands resting on his thighs.

"He's pretty sensitive, isn't he?" he said, seeking Dancer's professional opinion.

"Very," replied Dancer. "You'll have to be very gentle with him."

Rudolph blushed heavily, his nose giving out quite a bit of wattage as Dasher turned and gave him a wink.

"Uh, guys, what are you going to do to me?" Rudolph asked, only to get a chuckle from Dasher and a light giggle from Dancer as his answer.

As Rudolph watched, Dancer unbuckled Dasher's belt and top button, and couldn't help but notice the sizeable bulge in the front of the lead tiny reindeer's pants as Dancer began to stroke her hands up and down, taking the bulge between her fingers and giving it a gentle squeeze that made Dasher's back arch, his eyes partially shutting as he gave a soft gasp.

"Every time is like the first," he whispered as Dancer slowly pulled down the zipper of his pants. He lifted his hips slightly, letting Dancer pull his blue slacks and the white briefs beneath down to his knees, freeing his throbbing erection, which bounced up against his sixpack abdomen. Dasher's stomach muscles were more developed than Rudolph's, mostly because he'd been in an anthropomorphic shape for longer, and had had the time to work the more humanoid-specific muscle groups, like his biceps, chest and forearms.

Dancer gave a kiss to the tip of Dasher's penis, then turned and started to unbutton and then unzip the front of Rudolph's cargo pants. Mimicking what he'd just seen Dasher do, Rudolph lifted his hips, making it easy for Dancer to pull his pants down to his ankles, and then carefully slide them off before tossing them aside. He gave a gasp as she grabbed his butt before he could settle back onto the bed, her fingers teasing his tight, virgin tailhole.

Letting himself be guided by the more experienced doe in what she wanted him to do, Rudolph lay back on the large bed as Dancer lifted his ankles into the air. After a moment to get themselves properly lined up on the bed, so that Rudolph's antlered head was resting on the pillow, Dancer began to carefully nibble on Rudolph's unguligrade ankle, and then flicked her tongue in between his widely-spaced hooves, which were perfectly adapted for walking on snow. Rudolph felt himself relaxing, sighing quietly as this foot fetish began to arouse him still further. His breathing started to increase in pace as Dancer began nibbling her way down, changing sides often to make sure both of his strong, young legs were given equal attention, her broad cervine tongue sweeping out and massaging him with more strength than the tongue of a human could produce. Rudolph's red nose began to pulse when she reached the base of his legs, her breathing alone enough to make him squirm as she attended to his sensitive inner thighs, especially the place where his virgin-white fur started, just above his knees.

Bending her head, Rudolph could see Dasher between Dancer's antlers. The lead stag was pulling his pants the rest of the way off, his erection bobbing at full mast, his nostrils opened wide as he took in the heady scents of Dancer and Rudolph together, their combined scents making precum start to form at the tip of his penis. As Dancer lowered her head to start stroking and licking Rudolph's plump and very sensitive balls, Dasher grabbed her upturned rumpcheeks with his strong hands and gave them a gentle squeeze. Dancer moaned at this, which in turn sent pleasurable vibrations through Rudolph's body, as the sweet-faced doe had just taken his right testicle into her mouth.

Reaching up to grab his own legs just under the knees, holding them up so that Dancer wouldn't have to any more, Rudolph let his head press back into the pillow, thankful that it had been propped up so that he could watch at Dancer began working her talented muzzle over his balls, rolling them in her mouth, stroking them with her tongue, until Rudolph's eyes started to cross from the intensity of pleasure washing over him. The room was lit by the red glow of his throbbing cock and nose together, and by their light, Rudolph could also see as Dasher bent his head, his hands obviously parting Dancer's labia as his muzzle moved forward, out of Rudolph's line of sight. That made Dancer release Rudolph's scrotum as she moaned loudly, her teeth gritting against the pleasure being given to her by her stag's muzzle and tongue.

Inspired by this sudden increase in sensation, Dancer moved her muzzle between Rudolph's spread and uplifted legs, her mouth opening as her tongue extended. A moment later the room lit up like a Christmas tree as Dancer's tongue did a slow, careful swipe of Rudolph's squeaky-clean tailhole. Rudolph thought for a moment how grateful he was that he'd just showered, before the next delicate lick across his sensitive sphincter sent his mind reeling. His whole body began to tremble, his breath catching in his chest as Dancer slowly loosened him up with her dexterous tongue. Then, just when he thought that he couldn't enjoy what was happening to him any more, one of Dancer's hands began to stroke and squeeze his heavy balls, driving him wild as she began to stimulate his needy seed sacs into getting more of his hot cervine sperm ready for implanting into a ready womb. If he hadn't been holding his knees to his chest, Rudolph would probably have been bucking his hips, his instincts taking over as he sought to relieve the wonderful, erotic pressure building in his loins. His eyes closed as the pleasure crashed over him, and his mind and body centered wholly upon the moment.

'This is it,' thought Rudolph, squirming and whimpering on the bed as Dancer rimmed the virgin star of his tailhole, then squealing like a fawn as her tongue penetrated his body, tingling inside of him until the long appendage began to flick across his prostate, which made his whole world start to reel. 'There can't be anything better than this. Nothing on Earth could be this good, so I must be in Heaven, and Heaven's as good as it gets.'

Of course, once again, Rudolph was about to find out how wrong he was.

Lifting his head, his muzzle dripping with Dancer's juices, Dasher began to straighten up, his hard cock erect and dripping profusely with his precum. He'd been watching the sexy red-nosed and -cocked buck as he squirmed and whimpered under the power of Dancer's wonderful tongue, a power that Dasher knew all too well, and the erotic scene mixed with the intense, heady aroma and flavor of his incredibly-aroused co-leader were finally driving him over the edge. Dasher quickly decided that, before he lost his mind with need, he was going to take this love-making session to the next level.

"It's time."

Rudolph was only dimly aware of Dasher's voice, he was so caught up in the pleasure Dancer was giving him. Then Dancer's tongue slowly withdrew, and Rudolph almost sobbed and pleaded for her not to stop, his eyes opening to give his dream girl a hurt look that looked so perfectly sexy coming from his sweet, wide blue eyes. Those eyes, however, quickly widened with surprise and mounting excitement at what greeted them. Actually, the term 'mounting excitement' was very appropriate, for where Dancer had been, Dasher now knelt, stroking his copious, slick precum up and down his cock until it glistened in Rudolph's bright red glow.

Giving a soft half-whimper, half-moan as he looked up at the powerful, well-endowed stag with his large, moist blue eyes, Rudolph lowered his chin to his chest, his ears laying back submissively. This was such an incredible turn-on for Dasher that he couldn't help but feel that if he didn't die of a testosterone overdose, he'd surely pass out from lack of oxygen to his brain, since it felt as though his throbbing cock had to be taking a pint of rich heartblood at the very least.

Rudolph's eyes lowered to the thick, red erection standing out from Dasher's sheath at a 90 degree angle to his firm white-furred stomach, and he licked his dry lips unconsciously. Dasher noticed this and smiled down at the young buck, wrapping a strong hand around his thick cervine meat.

"Want a taste?" asked Dasher with a wink, grinning when Rudolph returned the grin, nodding his head energetically. Dasher sidled forward slightly, just enough so that Rudolph could crane his neck out until the very tip of his muzzle brushed against the tip of Dasher's cock. Dasher shivered a little as Rudolph's tongue slithered out, rasping across and then swirling around the plump, bulbous glans of the lead stag's cock, getting a thin trickle of pheromone-laden precum to slide down the red-nosed reindeer's throat.

As turned on as he was, Dasher didn't give Rudolph much time to enjoy his tasty treat, and backed off, eliciting a protesting whimper from Rudolph. This whimper soon turned into a moan of anticipation as Dasher took a firm grip on Rudolph's ankles as he aligned his body with the younger male's, allowing Rudolph to let his own legs go and instead take a firm grip on the sheets of Dancer's bed.

Dancer pressed herself against Dasher's firm back, smiling over his shoulder at the homoerotic scene playing out before her. Both males watched with excitement as Dancer's deft hand closed around Dasher's cock, stroking its slick length a few times before carefully aiming it in the proper direction as Dasher began to slide his hips forward. Rudolph raised his head as much as he could, his heart pounding in his chest at the thought of what was about to happen. And when he pushed himself a little off the bed, he could just make out his own tight tailhole, something that a human would have trouble accomplishing without a tiny reindeer's longer neck. He licked his dry lips once more as he saw Dasher's beautiful pink cock being guided forward by Dancer, the aim straight and true until the very tip of the long member began to press against his virgin rosebud, sending a wave of electric chills through him, making his breath come even faster and his heart pound so fast it felt as though there were a butterfly in his chest trying to get out.

"Just relax," said Dasher kindly, leaning forward to brush his muzzle against Rudolph's.

"I-I'll try," said Rudolph in a small, shy voice that made him sound even younger than he was.

Dasher straightened up, Dancer still keeping him on target as he got himself ready for the first big thrust. Rudolph could feel the pressure on his tight anal sphincter starting to increase, a wave of strange, addictive pleasure tingling through his body as he felt his tailhole relaxing, opening up slowly before Dasher's cock. Dasher was taking his time, pressing in and then relaxing, giving Rudolph lots of time to relax and let the more experienced buck's penis enter him, taking another part of his virginity. Then, only moments before Rudolph felt that he was about to give way, Dasher paused and looked up into his trusting blue eyes.

"Are you sure you want this? This is your last chance to turn back."

Rudolph swallowed hard, finding it hard to answer. Since his voice failed him, he finally just lifted one hand to give Dasher a thumbs up, smiling and nodding as he did so.

"I'll be gentle."

Both tiny reindeer's eyes looked down then, to the point at which their bodies met. Dasher's cocktip was halfway into Rudolph's tailhole, and the younger reindeer thought he could feel the stag's precum trickling inside of him. Then Dancer's hand withdrew, sliding down to caress Dasher's full balls, as the youthfully handsome stag began to make the final plunge. Rudolph's eyes grew even wider as he saw the rosebud of his tailhole open up, the corona of Dasher's cock slipping inside with only a slight feeling of stretching. He gasped, his voice failing him as Dasher's hips kept moving forward, his cock sinking inch by inch into Rudolph's tailhole, up to the hilt. Finally, after what felt like forever, Dasher's balls pressed up against Rudolph's fuzzy butt, resting on top of his erect tail, while his hips lay between the younger buck's uplifted legs, his ankles now resting on Dasher's shoulders.

"S-so full," said Rudolph in a soft, breathless voice. "So good."

Dasher couldn't answer. He was too caught up in the realization that he'd just entered a virgin for the first time, and that thought alone was enough to drive him wild with pleasure, let alone the wonderful feeling of Rudolph's freshly-deflowered body clasping around his cock like a silk glove. His eyes fell on Rudolph's glowing penis, lying across the innocent-eyed buck's firm tummy, copiously leaking precum across the soft white fur of his underbelly and he moved to take it in his hand. But Dancer's hand touched his before Dasher could reach the glowing cock, and his eyes turned to meet hers as she smiled at him.

"I get the rest of his virginity," whispered the sweet-faced doe softly. Dasher smiled in response, then grinned, turning back to Rudolph as the buck gave a moan and began to squirm a little, begging Dasher with his eyes to keep going.

More than happy to comply with Rudolph's wishes, Dasher started to pull back, the sight of Rudolph's inner muscles clinging to his shaft all the way out increasing his pleasure just that much more. Then, just as the corona of his cock popped out of Rudolph's tailhole, leaving only his seeping tip inside and making Rudolph whimper at the feeling of emptiness that followed the near removal of the well-hung stag's cock, Dasher paused, and then pushed himself back in, his butt tensing as he sank to the hilt in the young buck's wonderful body, pleasure beyond anything he'd ever felt before washing over him. Rudolph also felt pleasure like nothing he'd felt before flow through his body, filling his veins with fiery need as his tailhole was filled up to the brim, his prostate abused in delicious torment by the thick cock that rubbed against it deep inside his body. The red-nosed reindeer finally felt his body overcome with sensation as Dasher drew back for a third thrust, and then a fourth, and then more, the lead stag's pace picking up, and Rudolph began to make a soft "Oh, oh, oh, oh . . .!" as his eyes rolled back into his head, his graceful antlers resting against the headboard as his head fell back onto the pillow. Rudolph just kept getting even more turned on by the sounds of Dasher grunting and gasping softly over him as the strong, virile lead stag began to hump him, his heady, masculine scent filling the boy buck's senses with desire and submissive ecstasy. Once again, Rudolph thought that he'd reached the limits of what pleasure his body could possibly experience. And once again he was wrong.

Giving a soft whimper as he felt Dasher's thrusting slowing down a notch, even as the strong stag leaned back a little, so that Rudolph's legs were at a roughly sixty-degree angle to the bed, Dasher's body now more underneath Rudolph's than on top, Rudolph opened his eyes, his head lifting slightly to see what was happening. Those gorgeous blue eyes grew wide once more as Rudolph realized why Dasher had slowed down and changed position: Dancer had decided to join in.

Feeling the young buck's strong, virile body tremble beneath her gentle hand as she stroked his stomach and chest fur, Dancer looked up into Rudolph's eyes and smiled at him, sending a thrill through Rudolph's body with that simple gesture. Then her eyes went down his body, to the throbbing, pulsing red cock that lay across his stomach, glowing like a Christmas-tree. She wrapped a delicate hand around his shaft and shivered as, once again, her body was suddenly filled with all the pleasure that Rudolph was feeling, as well as her own rising need in a powerful feedback loop that seemed to heighten everything she felt. But this time she also felt the addition of Dasher's intense, dominating pleasure, the pleasure of a stag in rut, filling a tight virgin's body for the first time. That simple touch alone was almost enough to overwhelm her, but this time Dancer had been ready for it, bracing herself against the wonderful feelings that came from touching Rudolph's glowing parts. After a moment to ride out the sensations, Dancer cupped his heavy balls in her other hand, just above where Dasher's cock was slowly pistoning in and out of Rudolph's tailhole, stroking them gently, and then bent her head, her hot breath blowing across the tip of Rudolph's cock. Then she opened her muzzle and ever-so-gently stroked her tongue across the head of his penis.

Rudolph gasped at Dancer's ministrations, his hips arching upward, and then trying to press downward again as another gentle impact between his tight bottom and Dasher's hips took place. His nose was blazing like a bonfire as he looked at the two perfect, immortal beings who were making love to him, at the looks of purest ecstasy on their faces as they found themselves suddenly connected to each other through him. The red-nosed reindeer could only grip the sheets a little tighter, forcing his breathing to stay even with a desperate effort as he watched Dancer's pretty, delicate muzzle engulf his penis, taking him in to the roots. The first time she'd done this, Dancer hadn't been prepared for the pleasure that was an inherent part of giving pleasure to Rudolph. This time she was ready, and her expert mouth worked his shaft in ways that were as delicious to watch as they were to feel, her tongue milking the underside of his shaft, her lips carefully rolling his penis around in her mouth, and then squeezing tight on him, creating a vacuum as her head began to bob up and down. Rudolph's hands went to Dancer's antlers, squeezing around the base of the delicate horns until his knuckles went white, though he forced himself not to force Dancer's head to go any faster or slower than the pace she had set for herself. She knew what she was doing, after all, and Rudolph didn't want to interfere any more than he had to, even when he was being driven insane with pleasure. The feeling of being filled up by Dasher's cock, and at the same time having Dancer's perfect face wrapped around his penis was more than any sane male could possibly endure, and Rudolph felt himself starting to lose control.

"I . . . Dancer, Dasher, it's . . . I think I'm gonna . . . gonna . . . too much . . ." Rudolph gasped out, trying to warn them as his pleasure started to reach its peak. Both lead tiny reindeer heard and heeded the warning, for though they could feel the same shudders of rising orgasmic pleasures shivering through their own bodies, they wanted this first, special time to last for as long as possible. Rudolph could only whimper in helpless need as Dasher paused in mid-stroke, while Dancer's muzzle paused near the tip of his shaft, the pressure from her lips and tongue quickly decreasing. After a moment to let Rudolph get control of himself, Dancer's muzzle released Rudolph, letting it flop wetly back against his stomach. Not long after, Dasher began to very carefully pull back from Rudolph's deliciously tight tailhole, which clung to him all the way as though reluctant to give up the pleasure he was bringing. The withdrawal had to be slow to prevent Rudolph's orgasm, with Dasher sliding a few inches back and then pausing, then sliding out a few more inches, until finally he felt the slight pop of his cock head coming free, and withdrew himself completely from Rudolph's tailhole.

"W-what are we gonna do now?" asked Rudolph, a little out of breath after the pleasures that had been burning through his senses. The two more experienced reindeer lay on either side of the young buck, their hands gently stroking over his naked, soft-furred body. They stayed like that for a few minutes, not answering his question at first, but rather letting Rudolph calm down a little, so the desperate throbbing in his cock could ease off from the moment of climax.

"What's going to happen now is this: you're going to make love to me," said Dancer, smiling sweetly. "And while you do that, Dasher is going to make love to you."

Rudolph's eyes grew wide at the mental image this brought him, and his cock began to glow a little bit brighter as it quickly returned to full attention, desperately demanding a return of the pleasures that had just recently been removed. His two new friends and teammates were not slow to deliver.

While Dancer rubbed Rudolph's chest, occasionally bending her head down to lick one or the other of his nipples with her gentle tongue, Dasher now took it upon himself to attend to the red-nosed reindeer's lower body. His hands finding Rudolph's furry stomach to be quite firm, Dasher gently rubbed the younger buck's abdominals, nuzzling them as he went slowly downward. Rudolph tried to arch his neck once again to see what Dasher was doing, but Dancer's muzzle met his own, and soon Rudolph found it hard to think straight as the sweet-faced doe's tongue began to wrestle with his, pressing his head back against the pillow.

Dasher, meanwhile, was running his fingers through the fur on Rudolph's inner thighs, where Rudolph's light brown fur turned to the virgin white of his underbelly. The stag quickly discovering from the way the coltish legs tensed and the delicately-hoofed feet wriggled that Rudolph was sensitive, and probably more than a little ticklish, right there. Chuckling to himself at this discovery, Dasher lifted Rudolph's right leg and promptly began to make the younger buck squirm even more as he started to tongue the back of Rudolph's knee, and then down his hock. Repeating this with Rudolph's other foot, Dasher was starting to really enjoy the muffled, fawn-like squealing Rudolph was making into Dancer's mouth as the pretty-face doe kissed him. It was a serious turn-on to know that he could so easily bring pleasure to the young virgin, and he reveled in that feeling. The feeling increased as he first nuzzled and then started to lick and gently suck on Rudolph's full, well-formed balls, which made the buck's eyes roll back into his head as he moaned into Dancer's mouth. And finally, when Dasher lifted his muzzle and took the long, glowing red cock to the roots, the feeling was compounded by sensations the stag didn't even know could exist, as his entire body was suddenly filled with the pleasure of Rudolph's power.

Dancer looked down and smiled at Dasher, who was sucking greedily upon Rudolph's dripping cock, his eyes closed and a blissfully contented look upon his face. She also knew that feeling, and knew it well, for there was nothing that could compare making love to Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer. Giving pleasure to him was an act of being given pleasure in equal and often greater amounts than was originally given. The doe couldn't help but giggle a little as she realized that Rudolph's love-making was right in tune with the spirit of Christmas itself.

Releasing Rudolph from her kiss, she smiled down at the young buck, who lay on the pillow, breathing hard from the intensity of their kissing, looking up at her with his beautiful blue eyes with complete trust, giving himself completely over to her desires, and to Dasher's, to do with him as they wished.

Reaching down to touch Dasher gently on the shoulder, Dancer gave the stag a smile and nod, and he backed off, letting her take over now. The doe straddled Rudolph's firm chest, then slid herself down onto his tight tummy, her hands rubbing lovingly against his pectorals. Feeling the slight bumps of his abs against her smooth white-furred bottom, Dancer bent over Rudolph, her firm, palm-sized breasts hanging just before his face. Wide-eyed, Rudolph's hands hesitantly rose, and he glanced up at Dancer for approval. She smiled at him, a smile which he slowly returned, and his hands closed on her breasts, slowly feeling their heft and texture as he stroked the smooth-furred globes. Lowering her upper body a little bit more, Dancer cooed softly as the buck began to lick her nipples and pink aureoles, making them perk and grow a darker red hue as they engorged with blood with her rising arousal. Rudolph gently palpitated Dancer's breasts as his muzzle closed over a nipple, sucking gently. Dancer shuddered a little as she felt her breast giving up a few drops of sweet milk, sending small tingles through her body. While being immortal meant that she couldn't get pregnant, she'd had fawns before her change, and so she could still lactate if given the proper stimulation. This stimulation was repeated as Rudolph changed nipples, and Dancer settled, in, enjoying the feelings Rudolph was giving her, his nose brushing against her naked fur every so often, making her entire body grow just that much more sensitive to pleasure.

Rudolph's hands left her breasts as his muzzle took over, and he began to stroke Dancer's sides gently, starting just inside her armpit, for which she raised her arm slightly, and going all the way down her ribcage, and finally ending at her hips before his hands rose again to repeat the action, his fingers making little trails through her fur that tingled with electric excitement. He then started switch between her sides and her back, tracing the gentle curvature of her spine, making her shiver when he slid his fingers up her upraised tailbone, and then down through its soft, white underfur before his hands closed on her pert tush, giving it a gentle squeeze before his hands went back up her body once more. It was almost like he was stroking a cat, loosening her muscles and getting her relaxed for the lovemaking that was soon to follow.

Her sex dripping with arousal, Dancer gasped as she rubbed herself against Rudolph's bellyfur, getting it quite damp with her juices. Lifting herself up, Dancer straddled Rudolph's waist, using her hands to lift Rudolph's cock slightly, so that it rested snugly between her rounded rumpcheeks, her uplifted tail giving his penis a perfect channel. Rudolph gave a soft whimper as Dancer flexed her tushie muscles, squeezing his cock, and pressing it even harder against the skin beneath her fur, making her need him even more as the addictive pleasure of Rudolph's radiant cock filled her. As Dancer rose once more, she began to tremble all over as the naked skin of Rudolph's penis rubbed against her, the tip of his cock leaving a trail of burning pleasure wherever it touched. She wriggled in delicious sensation as she felt his pulsing glans brush lightly over her tailhole, and then across her epesium before it reached its destination, and Dancer felt herself beginning to swoon with pleasure and desire.

Rudolph thought he'd go out of his mind with the teasing Dancer was giving him, making him endure what felt like a small eternity as she stroked her body against his male flesh. The realization that this was his first time with a female was driving them both to distraction with desire, and Rudolph closed his hands around Dancer's hips, looking up into her face with a pleading expression, begging her silently to relieve the intense pressure in his plump, aching balls. Dancer's eyes, which had shut tightly as she reveled in having his penis rubbing against her most sensitive place, opened, looking down at the young buck with a hint of mischief and more than a little desperate need. She slowly rubbed her puffy, pleasure-engorged labia against the upright tip of Rudolph's cock, burning them both with the extremity of pleasure this brought, and then let the barest tip of his penis slip inside of her. That simple act made both reindeer shudder, their needs combining in perfect union until neither could hold back any longer. Dancer's legs seemed to lose their strength, turning to jelly at the touch of his radiant cock, and she let Rudolph's hands pull her down on top of him, sinking slowly to the hilt in her smooth, soaking wet cunny, which gripped him like a silk glove.

Dancer looked down as she rested her hips on top of Rudolph's, feeling his plump balls pressing against the base of her bottom. She couldn't help but grin a little as she saw that the light from Rudolph's cock was so great that she could see it glowing through the cream-colored fur of her lower stomach. She lifted herself up experimentally, watching the light in the room, which was already quite bright from the glow of Rudolph's nose, increase exponentially in relation to how high she lifted herself. Then, sinking back to the hilt on Rudolph's cock, Dancer watched the room lose some of its brilliance. Instead that light was focused upon her, making the doe feel as though she were being filled with a small star, lighting up her entire nervous system with pleasure. Rudolph also felt himself being engulfed by wave after wave of needful sensation, making him start to moan quietly, his hips arching with Dancer's every move, trying to draw as much pleasure from the moment as possible as her tight female folds engulfed him, fitting him perfectly within her, like a key within its lock.

Bending forward and resting her hands upon his chest, Dancer began to raise and lower herself, riding the buck with steadily increasing speed, their combined desires building along with their shared pleasure. Soon Dancer rose up at a ninety-degree angle to Rudolph's body, her back arching as she started to ride him hard, her thighs clenching around his hips as his cock speared up into her dripping wet quim with every stroke.

Giving a soft cry, Dancer fell forward, and Rudolph squirmed beneath her and her breasts pressed against his firm, masculine chest, feeling himself being drawn to the very edge of orgasm as his cock was clasped and stroked by Dancer's inner muscles, a smaller orgasm shaking her body. But the doe staved off this imminent eruption by gripping Rudolph's shoulders and rolling over on the bed, pulling him on top of her. This provided enough of a distraction that Rudolph was able to hold off his orgasm for a little while longer, his eyes clenching tightly shut along with his jaw as he struggled his way through the feelings that threatened to overwhelm him.

Rudolph opened his eyes once more, and bent to kiss Dancer's lips, loving the way she hummed softly as their tongues wrestled once more, her hands grabbing his tight butt, squeezing him in ways that made his own back arch, making him moan into her mouth. Lifting his head, Rudolph looked down between them, to where his cock had sunk so perfectly into Dancer's sweet vagina, and felt himself almost swoon with the thought of losing his virginity to his dream girl. He lifted his hips, his penis sliding out of Dancer to the corona of his penis, and he prepared to drive himself back in to the hilt, coupling with her until they both collapsed in exhausted satisfaction.

The red-nosed reindeer almost swooned again as he felt another pair of hands close on his upturned bottom, kneading and then spreading his firm rear cheeks, so that a talented tongue could start to tease and lick his tight tailhole once more, wiggling inside of him after only a little bit of effort. Looking over his shoulder a little hesitantly, Rudolph saw Dasher kneeling behind him. The boyish stag glanced up and smiled reassuringly at Rudolph before returning to his work, making Rudolph wriggle in pleasure, which in turn made Dancer wriggle as the red-nosed reindeer's glowing cock rubbed against the upper portion of her inner walls, and sometimes up against the underside of her clitoris.

As both Rudolph and Dancer watched over Rudolph's shoulder, Dasher straightened up behind the young buck, his erection throbbing and prominent after the incredibly erotic sight of watching his newest teammate lose the last of his virginity to his sweet and sexy co-leader. Rudolph moaned softly as he felt Dasher rub the thick head of his cock against the buck's pink, puckered tailhole, then squealed as he was penetrated once more. Dasher grunted as he thrust himself into Rudolph's incredibly tight rump, hilting himself in moments, then kept on pushing, his balls pressed tight against Rudolph's as the younger buck's cock sank to the hilt inside Dancer's sweet snatch. Dancer also cried out, clinging to Rudolph's back as the additional force from Dasher's firm thrust drove Rudolph's burning, pleasure-giving penis just that little bit further inside of her, enough to press against her G-spot. A normal male's penis would have brought her pleasure that would stretch the limits of mortal endurance. But Rudolph's shining cock proved to be too much, and before she knew it, Dancer was starting to hump against Rudolph, giving loud voice to her pleasure.

"Yes!" screamed Dancer, clutching the fur of Rudolph's back as she ground her steaming sex against his body. "Oh yes! Harder! Please, don't stop!"

Rudolph seemed more than a little taken aback by Dancer's burst of energy, his own penetration by Dasher's cock having left him a little dazed with the pleasure and slight tingles of pain that mixed and mingled in his body with the wonderful feeling of Dancer's cunny folds rippling around his cock in a confusing array of pleasures and sensual delights unlike anything he'd every experienced before in his virgin life. Dasher, however, seemed to know exactly what to do, for by mounting Rudolph, he'd placed himself in touch with every sensation going through Dancer's body, just as she could feel what he was experiencing. He pulled back, making Rudolph moan as a void was left inside of him, and then thrust back in with as much vigor as he'd put into the first thrust. His hips drew back for a third thrust, his teeth clenched with the wonderful feeling of Rudolph's tailhole gripping him so perfectly as he prepared to get quite rough with the tender, freshly deflowered virgin beneath him.

Rudolph knew that he was completely out of his league as both lead tiny reindeer began to move against him, using his body as the catalyst for their pleasure, while leaving him aching with a strange itch that kept building deep inside of him, filling his body almost as much as Dasher's cock filled his tailhole, or his cock filled Dancer's tight cunny. Dancer was the anvil, Dasher was the hammer, and he was the piece of metal being worked between them, shaping him into what they wanted. And he let them, the pleasure of their actions making him submit his will to theirs, giving them pleasure even as they gave it to him. He listened to their words, whispered in his ears as both lead reindeer began to nibble on them in the throes of their passion as they rocked themselves back and forth, forth and back, squeezing him between them and then pulling back, giving him a moment to breath before the next plunge into pleasure left him helplessly pinned, unable to escape the wonderful feelings that filled him even if he'd wanted to do so. Soon all he could hear were the words of Dancer and Dasher, and the sound of flesh meeting flesh, Dasher's balls slapping against his own as his hips slapped against Dancer's, his cock spreading her wide just as he was spread wide by Dasher's.

"Give it to me!"

"Gonna give it to you real good!"

"Rut me like a real stag!"

"Gonna rut you like a doe!"

"Cum in me!"

"Gonna fill you to the brim with my cum."

"Yes! Oh great jiminy Christmas, YES!"

This last cry came from them both, and before he knew it, Rudolph joined in it, bugling loudly as his cock was milked of its seed, pumping his cum deep into Dancer's womb, just as he felt his rectum being filled to the brim with Dasher's cum, imagining to himself that he could feel the youthful-looking stag's lively sperm wriggling around inside of him, a thought which was enough to make him climax again, and then again as Dasher ground his hips against his upturned, white-furred butt. He was only vaguely aware of the bright flash of multicolored light that filled the room at his orgasm, and of the intense jolt of raw pleasure sent straight into both Dasher and Dancer's bodies, making them go rigid as they both went over the edge, pressing their bodies desperately closer to Rudolph's as they just kept coming, not stopping until they'd gone well beyond the realm of mortal endurance.

After several minutes, the three tiny reindeer finally just collapsed onto the bed, completely spent from their exertions. They were too far gone to even look up when a loud knock sounded on the door, followed by someone opening the door and stepping inside.

Vixen, now dressed in a sheer red evening gown that seemed only too willing to slip off her body at the slightest touch, and which she knew from past experience was quite resistant to stains of all sorts, stepped into the room in high-heeled red pumps, her face looking strangely appropriate in lipstick and eye shadow. Behind her came a slender elf girl, who, though much older than any of the reindeer, still looked only about sixteen, with short, neatly-kept blonde hair and smooth, pale skin. Both reindeer and elf paused for a moment at the sight that greeted them, glancing at each other with more than a little surprise.

"Huh," said Vixen after a moment's scratching her head. "I never figured they'd hit it off quite so well." Then she grinned. "I also never figured Dasher'd have it in him for something like this. Heh, this is fodder for a good century's worth of teasing, at the very least. Provided I don't get the old straight arrow into bed before that."

"Uh, shouldn't we be going?" said the elf hesitantly. "They look kind of . . . busy right now." Vixen glanced at the elf with some mild surprise.

"Yeah, I guess so," she said after a moment of thought. "We'll tell them that everything's ready for the party in an hour or so. That should give them more than enough time to get their strength back." Vixen laughed at that. "Jiminy Christmas, I love being immortal! Hump all night, and you're still perky in the morning. C'mon, Jenny, I'll see if I can't coax you into a foursome with Donder and Blitzen and me."

With that, Vixen turned and walked out of the room, the bewildered-looking elf, Jenny, in tow. Rudolph opened one eye as he heard the door close, then smiled to himself before letting his thoughts drift away once more into a peaceful, utterly sated slumber.