A Strange Christmas Eve

Goblin Wives -- A Strange Christmas Eve

© JAKwriter aka writerJAK -- December 2023

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It was Christmas Eve, and a massive winter storm was hitting the area. Power had been knocked out for the past couple of hours. That meant no lights and no heat, so I was sitting by the fireplace, bundled up, and trying to stay warm. I had plenty of firewood and had brought a couple of days' worth into the house just before the storm hit.

Cell service was also down, so I had my phone on Battery Save. The last news on the radio indicated that power was down over a multi-state region and that some areas may not have power for a couple of days, maybe as long as a week to ten days. Given past storms, my area likely would have power within 24 hours of the storm ending.

So, with nothing else to do, I stared at the fire and reminisced about how screwed up the past year has been. Just after New Years, I found my wife fucking some dooshbag. She met the asshole a few days before at the New Year's Eve party. Guess she decided getting a bit of strange was a good New Year's resolution. Too bad I found them fucking in OUR bed.

That started all the fun. I filed for divorce. We battled over the kids. I lost. Turns out Mr. Dooshbag had got her in a family way, so I got out of a lot of financial pain in their rush to get the divorce finalized. Only bad part was she got the kids and I get the standard "every other weekend, alternating holidays, and six weeks in the summer." That agreement didn't last a month. Every other weekend became maybe a day a month because the kids were "busy." Alternating holidays went down the drain when she, Asshole, and the kids went to HIS parents' house, out of state, for Thanksgiving. That meant I was supposed to get Christmas/New Years.

Given that I'm all alone staring at the fire with no kids cuddling with dear old Dad, I assume you figured out they are off with their Mom and new Dad. They're skiing in the Rockies for two weeks. I was going to take them to Hawaii for three. Can't figure out why they want to leave the snow and cold here to go to someone else's snow and cold, as opposed to balmy 80 degree tropical weather, sun, beaches, and surf.

So, now I'm back to staring at the fireplace. In my stocking is an envelope with the trip itinerary. Now a trip for one vs. a trip for four. The rental house and other fixed costs didn't change, and I was able to redeposit my frequent flyer miles for their tickets. No presents under the tree since I dropped them off a week ago. Looks sad, but it is what it is.

Looking at my cell, it was close to midnight. I started nodding off when, suddenly, loud noises were coming from outside the house. I thought about getting my Glock, but I don't have a gun. And thank God I don't, since I would have shot the bitch and mother fucker last January and I'd be in jail making friends with Bubba right now.

Damn! More bangs, clangs, bumps, and crashes. What the hell is going on? I thought about getting my Louisville Slugger, but, damn, my son took it with him when the ex took the kids away. I was fortunate that he was with his friends after their baseball game and still had the bat when I found the cunt fucking away our marriage. Again, if it had been in the house, Bubba and I would be working on our cell mate relationship.

BAM!!! BAM!!! CLIPPTY CLOP!! BAM!!! BAM!!! BAAAAANG!!!

Shit! What the fuck was that? Sounded like a fucking airplane just crashed into the roof. Then more noises coming from the damned fireplace, LOTS of noises!

I grabbed the fire poker and stood back from the fireplace, waiting to see what would happen. The fire was still burning, so I couldn't figure out how something could make it down the chimney without getting roasted or suffocating.

With a final crash, a hunched over figure appeared on the hearth. It was dressed in a red outfit, an interesting red outfit. What was IN the outfit was also interesting. The figure was soot smudged and was working hard to clean itself. Then stood up.

I must be dreaming. A smoking HOT looking green elf with a VERY sexy Christmas outfit was looking at me. She was about my height but was wearing a pair of sexy red heels giving her an extra five inches. So that put her around 5' 5" to 5' 6". Her outfit was a Santa hat over long red hair, a fur lined red halter top that showed off both her assets and her cleavage. A bare midriff showing lots of green skin. Below that, fur lined bikini briefs and a pair of long, sexy legs.

Yep, I was dreaming. Nothing THAT hot comes down MY chimney on Christmas Eve.

"Hi!" said the elf. "Are you...."

"Jak! I'm just Jak!"

Looking at the stocking, she noticed the envelope in it.

"Uh...Jak...did someone already come here? You have something already in your stocking."

"I put it there. It's my vacation itinerary. A gift to myself. By the way, who are you? Why are you here? And where is Santa?"

The Elf looked nervous, shuffling her feet before replying. "Uh...Santa's dead."

"SANTA'S DEAD!?! What's going on?

The elf seemed to think for a few moments, then responded. "Santa got shot by an upset husband. Uh...he was fucking the guy's wife in front of the Christmas Tree. It had to do with her being naughty this year and getting plowed by Santa was her gift since we don't give out coal anymore...and Santa ranked her at an 11 out of 10 on the MILF scale. Anyhow, with Santa dead, all of us in the Workshop got drafted to finish delivering presents. All the elves, dwarves, gnomes, goblins, halflings, kobolds, and other workers got sent out. Santa can cover the world in a night. Fortunately, he completed delivery to about 75% of the world before corking off. It's taking a few thousand of us to finish things up. Oh...and my name is Vyntaria, and you're my last stop."

I digested this for a moment, then asked, "So...are you here to recruit me?"

"OH NO! We already have a replacement. He'll start training tomorrow. It's too late for THIS Christmas!"

"So why are you here?"

"Like I said, you're my last stop. I have a gift for you," she said, handing over a small, wrapped box, which I set on the mantle by my stocking. "Besides, I'm beat. Working all year to make toys and on the ONE NIGHT where we get some time off, I got drafted to fill in for Santa. I need a vacation! Hawaii sounds very, very nice. Away from the cold and snow in the North Pole. A few weeks in balmy 80 degree tropical weather, sun, beaches, and surf sounds super nice right now."

She smiled at me, and I suddenly realized she wasn't an elf. So, I inanely said, "You aren't an elf, are you?"

"AN ELF? YOU THOUGHT I WAS AN ELF! I'M A GOBLIN!"

I sat down and buried my face in my hands. Oh shit, I really fucked up. Then I looked back up at her and saw her laughing. Boy, was she laughing, bent over, guffawing, her eyes sparkling in delight. I had to appreciate how nicely her outfit showed off just about everything as her body jiggled here and jaggled there, tightening in all the right places to emphasize all the right parts.

Calming down, she looked at me, walked over, then sat in my lap with her arms around my neck. The look in her golden eyes was interesting. Then she leaned in and kissed me, kissed me hard. Her tongue forcing its way between my lips, teasing me to kiss her back, which I did. Turning, she straddled me and started grinding her crotch against me, forcing my head into her cleavage, between her two red clad mounds.

"Jak, I think we need to talk...about us...and where we are going."

My reply was muffled as my face was buried in her bounteous bosom.

"Jak...I think you need to open your present. I think you'll like it and know how best to use it."

She then released me, got out of my lap, and helped me to my feet. As I got up, I could see a large wet spot between her legs, a very large wet spot.

Moving over to the mantle, I picked up the small, wrapped package. There was a small card that said, "To Jak, From Santa." I unwrapped it and inside was a royal blue box with an unknown insignia on it. Removing the lid revealed a smaller black box. Apon removing it, it appeared to be a ring box. About the right size for a finger ring or a pair of earrings.

On opening it, I was surprised to see three rings. A diamond, ruby, and sapphire engagement ring, along with his and her wedding bands. I showed it to Vyntaria, who grabbed the box and cried out in joy.

"YES! YES Jak! I'll marry you!"

The goblin grabbed me again and kissed me for the longest time. I felt my dick harden as she ground her body against me. Her breasts were rubbing against my chest, and I could feel her nipples harden into what felt like diamonds.

It wasn't long before my clothes were scattered around the fireplace. Her outfit joining it. In the rush to get naked, I noted that Vyntaria hadn't been wearing underwear...or that what she had been wearing WAS underwear. I also saw how well built she was. Muscled, yet soft. Just enough padding to round off the hard edges and make her look fabulous.

I wasn't given much time to admire her as we ended up on the floor by the fire. She planted her pussy in my face, and I could see a beautifully tamed fire bush, clean shaven around her labia. Her clit was poking out and begging for attention, which I gave, eliciting more than one gasp from Vyntaria. Shifting to the rest of her, I tasted her musky fluids as I probed her delicate folds. Each time I brushed my tongue, Vyntaria's legs would tighten. She lasted for a few more moments before cumming and squirting her pussy juice into my mouth and coating my face.

Releasing me, she slid down until her pussy was rubbing against my dick. She licked my faced clean before kissing me again as my cock probed her cunt with each pass of her body against mine. Pulling back and looking me in the eye, I could see her love and her desire for me.

Aligning herself with me, she allowed my cock to enter her pussy. She controlled the pace. In and out, slowing going deeper, then pulling back, but each time, not as far. Suddenly, she plunged down. My cock buried to the hilt in her cunt. Pausing for a moment, I felt her flex muscles in her vaginal wall, clamping down then releasing pressure on my dick. Then she rode me, rode me hard. Pulling me almost all the way out before plunging back down until I was fully back inside her.

I could feel a load of cum building up. Before I could tell her, she plunged down one more time, dropped and kissed me deeply. Her pussy spasmed around me, forcing my seed deep inside her. I could feel her body shake as she came, then came a second time. Then she collapsed atop me, holding me tight as her pussy milked my cock for every drop of cum I had left.

The fire crackled and spit. The orange and red flames and the glowing coals gently illuminated our joined bodies. Her green skin matched against my white. Her red hair mingled with my greying blonde. Our arms and legs intertwined as we recovered.

As we lay together, I wondered what had happened. What was going on? Was this really a dream? But with those thoughts, others filtered in. I had met my future wife. We had made love. We were getting, had gotten, married.

"Jak, the goblin rite of marriage is having sex with her intended. Bareback with the wife receiving her husband's seed. That mingling of essence binds the two together in marriage. It becomes unbreakable once the woman conceives."

"So, we're married?"

"Yes, Jak!"

"Um...so this trip to Hawaii, specifically to Kauai, is our honeymoon?"

"Uh huh, yes Jak."

"So how are we going to get you there. I only have tickets for myself."

"Don't worry Jak, it'll all work out."

With that, I got up, threw a few more logs on the fire. Then got a couple of blankets for Vyntaria and me. We then cuddled up by the fire, keeping each other warm and safe as the storm raged outside, as we fell asleep.

Morning came and the storm was over. Amazingly, the power was back on. Incredibly, what happened wasn't a dream. Vyntaria was still in my arms, holding me close, keeping both of us warm under the blankets. I kept still until she roused.

Then the two got up, wrapping ourselves in the blankets. I showed her the house and particularly the bathrooms. I had checked the heat, and it was on. The house was at 64 degrees, but the heat was still cycling on and off indicating the house was still cold soaked. The hot water was very warm, but not hot. The hot water heater was still trying to warm up the tank. But it was warm enough for a shower in the 3/4 bath shared by the main house and the spare bedroom.

Vyntaria and I went in and washed each other. Her body was exquisite. Mine, less so. Typical dad bod. Extra 25 lbs. in all the wrong places. Yet she seemed to enjoy it, particularly my average sized cock. Before getting out, she got on her knees and started licking my cock, then sucking on it. Without warning, with one great thrust forward, she took me to the hilt, her nose imbedded in my pubes and my cock down her throat. I could feel her throat, tongue and palate doing something because I suddenly shot four spurts of man juice down her gullet. When I was done, she pulled off me, smiled, then gave me a kiss.

The warm water was starting to turn cooler, but Vyntaria wasn't done yet. She got me hard again, lubed my cock and her rosebud up with soap, then impaled herself on me. Her sphincter clamped down on me and she worked herself back and forth on my cock until I shot another five jets of cum into her. This set her off and her cum was incredible. Her body clamped down on my cock and we remained joined as she screamed and her whole body spasmed.

Once it was over, I slipped out. The water was continuing to cool, so we cleaned up before it got too cold. Then bundled up in towels, opening the door to the spare bedroom. I hadn't slept or used the master bedroom since I caught the ex and dooshbag there. I kept the kids' bedrooms as is, on the chance they would use them if and when they came to visit.

Opening the door to the spare bedroom, I was amazed to see it larger than it should have been. It was also decorated vs. the austere, utilitarian room it had been yesterday. Then the closet, or I should say closets. The whole room looked like a master bedroom. Looking back at the bath, it wasn't the shared bath we just used, but a full master bath with dual sinks, huge mirrors, a makeup station, shower, jacuzzi tub, a separate toilet room. What the hell happened?

Vyntaria just smiled, walked up to one of the closets, pulled out an outfit, laying it on the king size bed, formerly just a full. Then she went to a new chest of drawers, pulling out some very sexy lingerie. Dropping her towels, she put on a show as she slipped on first her panties, then secured her breasts in her bra. The outfit was a holiday themed winter outfit: Shirt, sweater, long skirt, leggings, gloves, and black snow boots. She then got out an outfit for me that matched.

With that, a few minutes working her hair with a brush then tidying me up with a comb, she pronounced us ready to head out to enjoy Christmas Day.

So, we did, walking around the neighborhood, stomping through the snow. Finding our way to a nearby park where we walked hand in hand along the snow covered paths. Then back home. Along the way we ran across various neighbors and acquaintances, passing along our Christmas and Holiday greetings. Just about all wanted to meet Vyntaria. No one commented on her green skin, which surprised me. But all were happy I had someone to spend the holidays with. I'm sure word would find its way back to my ex but being out of state and at a ski resort, it might take time for communications to make full circle. By then, hopefully, Vyntaria and I would be on a plane to Hawaii!

The rest of Christmas Day was quiet. We ate. We snuggled. We talked. We packed. We made love by the fire again, before going to bed a few hours later and christening it before going to sleep.

With the dawn, I felt Vyntaria doing something with my morning wood. Quickly I realized she was working me into her, trying not to wake me. Rather than let her get away with it, I pulled back, rolled her over and climbed on top. I could see her desire as I slid inside, slowly stroking, until I felt her orgasm hit. Then I pounded her hard. Her eyes glowed as my cock pummeled her pussy and she continued to cum. With a last push, I was deep inside her as my cum hit her womb. Her legs clamped around me. Her claws scratched my back. Her howls and screams of pleasure filled the room. Then we were spent.

Getting up, we cleaned up, ate, grabbed our stuff, and headed to the airport. We had no problems with ticketing or security. Oddly, I noted we were upgraded to First Class. I looked at Vyntaria and she just smiled. The flight was uneventful, but long. First Class was great. Once we got to Honolulu, we had to connect to Kauai. That was a quick hop. Got our bags, then the rental car. Kauai is a small island, so it didn't take long to get to Poipu Beach and the rental house I had booked. We had stopped in Lihue at the Costco to stock up on food and essentials.

For three weeks we had fun in the sun. Walking on the beaches. Talking about everything. She told me that people just see her as a normal redheaded human, not as a goblin. As her husband, I can see her either way. I honestly prefer her as a goblin. I love her green skin and her golden eyes. Her lips are darker, and her red hair is both redder and a more vibrant red. Lastly, her nails are claws. Beautiful claws that show her love for me by NOT ripping me to shreds.

The flight back was, again, uneventful. I had stayed incommunicado for the trip. So, it was not a surprise that the ex had been trying to reach me. My voice mail was full and there were a gazillion e-mails and IM's waiting for me. I put that all off until Vyntaria and I got home. Interestingly, it was up for sale. I looked at her and just got a smile.

Inside, we unpacked and got ourselves situated. Grocery shopping would be put off to the next day. Vyntaria ordered delivery. When it arrived, I went to the door and was startled to see a very attractive delivery girl with bags of food from a restaurant I had never heard of. The starling part was she was also a goblin, and she was wearing an extremely revealing uniform that consisted of a skimpy, lacy, see through bra and microkini thong panty, which was also transparent. Her nipples were poking out like daggers. Her breasts were full and lush. Her pussy was shaved bare and her slit and clit were barely obscured.

Then she walked inside like she owned the place. Vyntaria ran to her and hugged her tight. Clueless me was standing there staring. The two broke the hug, I was handed the food. I walked to the kitchen and saw three plates laid out. Opening the bag, I put the food on the table. Looking inside, I only recognized about half the items. The rest were a mystery.

Vyntaria and the delivery goblin came to table, where Vyntaria decided to make introductions.

"Jak, this is my sister, Vyltaria. Vyl, this is my husband, Jak."

I went to shake her hand but was pulled into a crushing hug and mouth to mouth kiss. She was grinding her pussy on my leg as her rock hard nipples and luscious breasts were crushed against mine. Eventually we broke apart, my cock was painfully erect in my pants.

Vyntaria then spoke up. "Jak, your going to be a daddy."

"Your pregnant?" I asked.

"Yes, definitely preggers. That's why Vyl is here."

She could see my question and continued, "Pregnant goblin women like to have family with them: sisters, aunts, mother, grandmothers, and cousins. Until we move closer to my family, I need at least one of them here."