“Okay, every Smurf, it’s time to draw your numbers,” announced Brainy Smurf, coming out of Papa Smurf’s house.

Everyone rushed to Papa Smurf’s house, jostling each other to be first in line.

“Now, now, no fighting,” Brainy said. “You should all wait in line, because Papa Smurf says waiting is a virtue, and we should all listen to Pap Smurf, because Papa Smurf knows best, and that’s why we should all wait patiently in line . . .”

Brainy was quickly pushed aside as everyone formed a line. They all filed through, taking their numbers.

Smurfette got out of bed bright and early the next morning, putting on her favorite white dress. She couldn’t believe that today was her birthday! She was both nervous and excited. Because of the day’s activities, her party was to be scheduled for breakfast. That way she had all day to fuck every Smurf in the village. It promised to be a long, and thoroughly enjoyable day! With one last look in the mirror to make sure she looked her best, Smurfette left her house, heading for the village center. All the other Smurfs were already there, eagerly awaiting her arrival. A cheer went up as she walked up to the table. Papa Smurf got up from his seat at the head of the table, offering it to Smurfette.

“Good morning, Smurfette,” he said as she sat down.

“Good morning, Papa Smurf,” she replied, then turned to the rest of the Smurfs. “Good morning, fellow Smurfs.”

“Good morning, Smurfette! Happy Birthday!” they all shouted.

“Yes, happy birthday, Smurfette,” Papa Smurf added. “Are you ready?”

“I think so, Papa Smurf. I’m definitely looking forward to it!”

“Good, good. But first, your birthday cake!”

Greedy Smurf came to the head of the table carrying a huge birthday cake. He set in on the table in front of Smurfette. He quickly cut the cake, giving first Smurfette a piece, then Papa Smurf, and finally the rest of the Smurfs, leaving a large piece for himself. Glasses of smurf berry juice were passed around as well. Everyone enjoyed their cake and juice, but all ate rather quickly, eager for what was to come. Soon everyone was finished, and the dishes were put away.

“All right, my Smurfs,” Papa Smurf announced. “As you all know, today is Smurfette’s 16th birthday. And that means that all of you will have the chance to have sex with her. So let’s all go to Smurfette’s house, and line up according to the numbers that were drawn yesterday.”

Papa Smurf

Papa Smurf took Smurfette’s hand, leading the way to her house. They walked inside, closing the door, a long line of horny little Smurfs just outside. Smurfette sat down on her bed, her hands in her lap, and looked up nervously at Papa Smurf.

“So, are you sure you’re ready?” he asked her.

“I’m a little nervous,” she said, “but I really want to do it!”

“Well, let’s start with you taking off your dress.”

“Okay, Papa Smurf.”

Smurfette stood up, pulling her dress up over her head and laying it across the back of her chair. She stood there, facing Papa Smurf, wearing only a simple pair of white cotton panties. Papa Smurf stepped closer, reaching out a hand and caressing her small, pert breasts. Smurfette moaned as he ran his hands along her smooth blue skin. He squeezed her nipples between his fingers, feeling them harden into stiff little nubs. He then leaned forward, bringing his mouth to her breasts. He took her right breast into his mouth, sucking on her nipple. Smurfette felt tingly all over. Papa Smurf sucked on her other nipple, then guided her to her bed, laying her down on it. He slid his hands into the waistband of her panties, slowly pulling them over her hips. Smurfette lifted herself up slightly so that Papa Smurf could pull her panties down past her ass. He pulled them down her legs, revealing her smooth, hairless blue pussy mound. Sliding them all the way down her legs, he tossed them on the floor.

Papa Smurf spread Smurfette’s legs apart, revealing her pussy lips. He stood back, admiring her beauty – her silky smooth blue skin, her flowing blonde hair, her small blue breasts, their nipples stiff with arousal, her smooth blue mound, her blue pussy lips. Papa Smurf quickly removed his hat and boots, licking his lips. Smurfette looked up at him, watching him undress. He slid off his pants, tossing them onto the floor, revealing his stiff cock. It was the first one that Smurfette had ever seen. Papa Smurf was casually stroking his cock as he looked down at her. Then he got onto the bed between Smurfette’s legs. He kissed her stomach, then moved lower to her pussy mound, while sliding his hands up to massage her breasts.

“Oh, Papa Smurf, that feels so good,” Smurfette moaned.......(cont)