Disclaimer
Please note that this story is a work of fiction, nothing that happens or is said in this story occurred in real life. Any similarities to real-life events are purely coincidental. The celebrities featured act as fictional characters and their behaviours follow suit.
Elf
Starring Brie Larson
Codes: MF, Cons, Oral, Anal, Facial, A2M.
Brie sipped her coffee as she sat down in the cafe; it had been a bit of a shit year with the combination of no films being made, her break up and Covid ravaging the world. So much so, it had stopped her usual festive joy that usually started in October. When her friend Liz Olsen had suggested going for a coffee, she couldn't wait to leave her house to meet her. She hadn't been housebound but, due to the negatives of this year, she hadn't been the social butterfly she had been before.
"So I was thinking of what I could get you for Christmas and I think I have the perfect gift: Sex."
"Sex?" Brie asked as she put down her coffee.
"Yes, sex! You know, a penis in your vagina."
"I obviously know what sex is. I have had it numerous times."
"But not for a while," Liz interjected. "Your problem is you're famous so you can't just go out and get some dick without it being on TMZ so I can make you a present of it."
"How do you make a present out of sex?" Brie asked as she took another sip; secretly wishing she had something stronger.
"A sex elf."
Brie looked at Liz as though she had said the stupidest thing ever.
"A sex elf?" Brie asked as she looked at Liz nodding. "A sex elf? Jesus, I don't need some guy dressed as an elf to fuck me. I'm pretty sure I have plenty of guys in my phone book who would chuck me a bone as soon as I ask."
"It's not a guy dressed as an elf, it's an elf. My sister did it last year and she loved it. Please trust me and let me buy this for you."
Brie didn't feel like arguing so waved her hand in acceptance and Liz started to tap on her phone while humming a little Christmas tune. They'd been friends for a few years and Liz had never let her down so Brie decided to trust her and hope this wasn't going to be the first time.
"Okay, all done. Rayner Avenue at 3 pm tomorrow."
"So what do I have to do?" Brie asked as she reached for her phone to put in the address in preparation.
"It says you don't need to do anything. Though I'd make sure you've washed your pussy and put on your sexiest underwear." Liz told her with a wink before giggling to herself. "No sports bras that you keep wearing in those YouTube videos."
"They're helpful for the videos. No one needs my tits flopping about all over the place while I'm doing practical stuff."
"Fairly sure any male between 13 and dead does," Liz replied laughing. "Just go there and try and lose yourself in it, you deserve great sex."
***
The hot Los Angeles sun shone down as Brie stepped out of the taxi as it reached the address that Liz gave her. She didn't know what to expect but the place didn't look like a seedy sex den or outfitted in an overabundance of Christmas decorations. It only had a wreath on the door and a sparsely decorated tree outside of it. The white-fronted house looked modern in terms of architecture but otherwise incredibly unassuming. It seems perfect for the Captain Marvel actress to remain anonymous.
She rang the doorbell and waited for a moment; a knot developing in her stomach as she stood on the doorstep. Brie had had many different kinds of sexual relations before; be they a relationship, a one night stand or a fuck buddy but she'd never gone to a house for the sole purpose of having sex with a stranger. Present or no present. She was about to turn heel and leave when the door opened and a fine specimen of a man looked down on her.
The man was easily 6'4 and towered over the smaller actress. His blonde hair was closely cropped and though his polo shirt was fairly loose; Brie could see his strong upper body muscles and could guess the rest would follow suit. He wore beige chinos and could easily be mistaken for a bible salesman. It was his eyes that drew her into him though; they were such a piercing blue that they were almost see-through. She stood there staring for a moment too long that it started to feel awkward.
"You are Brianne, yes?" he asked in a foreign accent.
"Um... Yes. Yes, I am Brianne but please call me Brie."
"Okay Brie, welcome. Would you please come in?" he offered as he stood aside.
Brie entered the home to see an incredibly modern layout with a large atrium area dressed in white and a swath of different blues. It came across as incredibly calming and serene; it matched the man's demeanour perfectly. He led her over to two chairs where a pot of tea sat on a table in between them, Brie sat in the chair as the man poured two cups before sitting down and looking over the actresses features.
"So this experience is a present from Elizabeth."
Brie nodded as she sipped at the tea.
"Do you know much?"
"Sex!" Brie blurted out before taking a moment to collect herself. "I mean no, no not much information."