No, today isn’t National Cheap Flight Day — that was August 23. That’s also the holiday I chose for the holiday stories for August 23. I shoehorned it in there pretty badly, but there just weren’t any other good ones. Anyway, in the story, we visit with Tom and Charlotte, who are going to Louis’s house so Charlotte can watch Tom fuck Louis’s sex doll. It’s a whole thing, a plot that runs through several months of the holiday stories. Here’s a bit of it:

Louis sat down in his chair and picked up his Bad Dragon masturbator. “You’re sure you don’t mind if I do this while you’re here?” he asked Charlotte.

“I want the whole show,” she said, smiling. “Don’t you?”

He nodded and unzipped his jeans, pulling out his already-hard cock. I was perversely pleased that Charlotte seemed to notice I was better-endowed than Louis, especially once I took off my own jeans and shorts. I wasn’t fully hard yet, but Charlotte helped out, taking me in her hand and stroking me firmly.

I heard Louis put lube on his cock and then the soft squelch as he penetrated his toy. Charlotte glanced past me, then up at me. “That’s fucking hot,” she said, her voice low and quiet. “Will you do that for me sometime?”

With my cock in her hand, throbbing like it did whenever she touched it, I had no choice but to agree.

“Good. Where’s the lube?”

I pointed to the nightstand; she flipped open the cap of the bottle and poured some in her hand, and then stroked me until I was glistening. She also applied some to the toy.

I shared a look with Louis, and then one with Charlotte, and then…

“Fuck it,” I said, and stepped up close to the bed. I aligned my cock with the toy’s pussy and thrust in, deep and hard, my hands on its hips. I sighed at the sensation — I loved fucking Charlotte, but there was just something about the toy that wasn’t the same. It was good, but in a different way.

“Oh my God,” Charlotte moaned. “Oh, God, that’s sexy.”

Eventually this is going to lead to Louis watching Tom and Charlotte have sex in front of him. I haven’t decided if he’s going to join in or not, but I’m leaning toward “not”. We’ll find out, though.