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Christmas Shopping Ch. 01

By: 36FF_Tiki



This is one I edited for this site. It is a work of fiction. It is in no way resembling my family or anyone I know. The characters exist only in my mind. Readers of my other stories will immediately recognize that this is not me. This is another one I am breaking down into chapters. The bar one I wrote did not get many responses so I don't think I will continue it. If this one does better, I will add more chapters. I'm thinking two more after this one. I hope you enjoy it. I know I made mistakes, but most of them are regionalisms so I'm not going to obsess about fixing it all. 

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I was so excited. I had just heard Mom on the phone talking to Uncle Mike. They were arranging our annual Christmas time shopping trip. Every year, the three of us take an overnight shopping trip to Seneca Hills. We hit the mall and the local factory outlet stores. It's about a two and a half hour drive; we just get a motel room and spend the night. Plus, he takes us out to a nice dinner and we always have a blast!

It all began a few years ago. See, Mom and Aunt Sue are just about the same size. They are close enough for Uncle Mike to use Mom as a model at least. He trusts Mom's judgment on picking out all of Aunt Sue's Christmas gifts. Mom helps him select jewelry, make-up, essentials and clothes. She always picks the most stylish looks and tries them on so Uncle Mike can see how they look. Then he can say yes or no with some confidence. Mom truly has the upper hand though being his baby sister. He has always looked out for her and she has always had him wrapped around her little finger.

The reason I get to go is for my cousin Dylan. He is almost a year younger than my eighteen years. Uncle Mike has me to tell him what the current trends are. With me selecting for Dylan, and letting Uncle Mike know what's in; Dylan has always been in style with the right clothes, the right movies, right music, and right video games. Dylan is a great guy anyway, but it helps to keep him looking good and being cool. It didn't hurt that he grew up into being one of the hottest guys in school. He is a younger slimmer version of Uncle Mike.

Uncle Mike is a boss of some sort at one of the local factories in the city. I'm not quite sure what they do, but I know he deals with big pieces of steel all day and all kinds of big ass machinery. He is a little bit bigger, like barrel chested. He has hazel eyes, same as Mom and me and light brown hair. He is about 6'3 and nicely built. He is my Uncle but all the ladies in the family joke with him about his cute butt. He and Mom are really close so we spend a lot of time with his family.

It was a Tuesday and I had just come home from volleyball practice after school. I heard Mom on the phone in the kitchen. When she spotted me coming in, she waved me over to hear.

"Okay." She was saying, "Ash (me) has a game on Friday night in Alcott. We're going if Dylan wants to ride with us. We can take the kids out for Mickey D's on the way home. I can clear my schedule for Saturday and Sunday though." After a pause she said, "Sure, sounds great." Right we can drive over on Saturday fairly early."

She paused again. I assume he was saying something to hear that I couldn't hear.

"Well, we can drop off all our stuff at the motel and still have most of the day to get some shopping started. See if you can get the same place. The pool and hot tub are nicer there. Ash and I both really liked it."

Mom was referring to this out of the way motel we found last time we went over. The Holiday Inn was booked solid, but they send their overflow to this place. It was great because they were not as many people and pool and hot tub were nearly deserted the whole time we were there.

"Don't forget to bring some extra suitcases and stuff for the gifts. Alright honey, we'll see ya then. Love ya. Bye, " she finished.

Mom turned to me with her million dollar smile going full blast. My mom is Lisa and she is a very attractive lady. She is 41 years old. She has pale blond hair, the same shade as Uncle Mike's but with light brown highlights. She has hazel eyes, as I mentioned and a fair light complexion. She is 5'7 with a voluptuous build. She has a trim waist, nice thick booty and a sexy big rack on her gorgeous frame. She works as a bartender at Dusty's Roadhouse. All the lugging of beer cases and kegs has kept her from getting too out of shape. She does dress sexy and the guys all love to watch her work.

My name is Ashley or Ash to my friends and family. As I mentioned, I'm on the volleyball team in high school, varsity. I'm a great blocker and a fair spiker. I'm 5'8 and a very slender tight build. My eyes are the family shade of hazel and I have a mass of wavy blond hair. I wish my tits were bigger, (I'm only a 32B), but my hips are trim and my butt is small and firm so I guess I'm proportionate at least. That goes in the win column right? I'd worn this cute little Nautica string bikini all summer and had gotten a very sexy tan. I'd kept it up by going to the tanning salon a couple times week. I think tan lines are hot and mine are definitely noticeable. The girls in gym and on the volleyball team have said you notice my tan lines even before you notice my body. I think they meant it in a good way.

Mom was beaming as she hung up the phone, "That was your Uncle Mike. This Saturday, he wants to do our Christmas shopping trip. I told him about your game on Friday, but said we were good for Saturday and Sunday. You okay with that?"

"Sure Mom," I said grabbing a diet Coke from the fridge. Let me check to make sure I finished Dylan's list. I know the games and movies he should get. I want to call Aunt Sue and have her look at his IPOD too. I want to know what his taste in music is. Oh, and I want to look through a couple of magazines. I know I saw some new stuff coming out he would look great in." I finished giggling. I can't help it. Picturing my hot cousin in some great new gear makes me kind of giggly and tingly, of course I didn't tell Mom that.

I went upstairs to my room and went over the stuff I wanted to make sure we got for Dylan. Once I was sure he was all set up, I went and took my shower. I wrapped a towel around myself and was walking down the hall to my bedroom. I heard a slight giggle coming from Mom and Dad's room. I stopped where I was, cocked and ear and listened.

"So," Daddy was saying, "you're gonna let Mike get his big ol' hands on these fine tits of yours huh?"

To that Mom replied, "MMMhhhmmm. Trust me sweetie, that not all he's gonna get this weekend."

I crept up to the door. It wasn't shut all the way and I was able to push on it and widen the crack just a little bit to look in. I didn't think of it at the time but thank God Daddy takes care of everything so well. The hinges didn't squeak at all. I peeked in expecting to see Mom and Dad talking in bed. What I saw was a surprise to say the least.

Instead of lying in bed side by side talking, Daddy was lying in the bed on his back alright; but Mom was nude as a new born lying sideways on the bed sucking his cock. From my vantage point, I could see my Daddy's big strong hands as he fondled one of Mom's big plush tits. I always knew Mom was voluptuous and I had seen her naked enough times. Being her daughter, we have changed together and stuff. This, however, was something new. I had never seen her stretched out sexily doing hot erotic things. She looked glorious. I could see her soft rosy nipples compared to my honey-brown colored ones. When she scooched up higher on the bed I got a shot of her shaved wet slit between her legs. She had two fingers down there massaging and caressing her sex. The other hand was around my Daddy's thick cock pumping him as she sucked.

I never really thought about Daddy's cock, much. I am his little girl and he was my first crush and my hero so yes, there was a time or two I thought about it. I never took it to the level of graphic detail I was seeing before my eyes. Daddy's cock was nice too. It was a thick veiny weapon. I guess Dad trims his pubic area because he only had a light dusting of dark hair at the base of his girthy fuck stick. As Mom sucked his shaft and fondled his balls I could see he had no hair on the shaft at all and his balls were bare as well. It looked so sexy and it was hot to think my Daddy keeps his rod tidy.

He wasn't massive by any means, right around seven inches. It looked like it would fill me quite nicely though. It was a thick piece of meat and I love thick cocks in me.

My dad is named Ben. He is a big guy, 6'4, with rusty red-brown hair. Thank God I ended up with my Mom's side of the family's looks. He is more narrow waisted than Uncle Mike but they both have that large presence that makes them seem bigger. He has piercing blue eyes and a thin goatee and mustache. It's easy to see why I had a crush on him. He still is quite a sexy man. I love my Daddy, and to see him like this sent sparks shooting right to my cunt.

Mom let his cock pop out of her mouth with a plop. His tool was so wet with her saliva still. Even as she gripped the base, he has enough cock above her hands to have a slight bend to his left. Now, that I knew Daddy hung to the left, maybe I would be checking him out a little more. Seeing him so hot and being so sexy had me getting juicy and smoldering between my legs. My eyes became locked in this erotic scene.

"By Saturday night," Mom started, "Mikey will have probably have already shot one load down my throat as I've sucked him off. HHHmm, you like that thought don't you, Ben. You like imagining my big brother's cock in my mouth. Don't you naughty boy. MMMM. Maybe I'll let him fuck me up this booty you like so much. Huh baby?" She lowered her head back down to suck Daddy's cock.

Her head went lower, her wet mouth sucking down Daddy's rod. His stick was all all wet with saliva again when she raised her head.

"Mmmm, baby. You are so hard tonight. You are really enjoying that idea Ben? You're getting off to the thought of my brother's big cock sliding up this ass?" She slid her hand back over her butt as she said this. I could see her fingers slightly spreading her butt cheeks.

"Oh yeah, Lisa honey." Daddy was saying in his deep rumbling tone. Daddy's voice is so sweet and hearing him gruff and horny had me so weak in the knees. "Let him bend you over the edge of the motel bed and ram that big dick of his up your hot little butt. Ugh, oh yes, suck me sugar. Let Mike stick that cock of his in all three of your holes this weekend. MMM. Come home all wet and sore. Yyeesss. Oooh. Get Mike all hot by trying on some sexy stuff for him to get Sue. Once he is all hot and bothered, let him fuck you senseless. You always did like that long cock of his, didn't you, Lisa?" Daddy finished groaning.

All the time he was talking, Mom kept slurping and sucking his rod. She was moaning lightly too. I was dizzy. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Mom was talking to her own husband about having raw naughty sex with Uncle Mike, her brother. Even more weird, Daddy was not freaked out or shocked; he didn't mind and he was encouraging her.

I do have to admit: the thought of Mom and Uncle Mike fucking did have my tight cunt tingling. I hate to say it out loud, but their dirty talk, the erotic show before my eyes and the very thoughts Mom and Dad had me thinking and I was so fucking turned on. I shifted the towel around me higher up on my body so I could get my shaking hand down to my shaved cunny. My fingers slid along my moist labia. I could feel the slick layer of dew coating my slit. Heat was building in my core. I dipped my fingers in between my wet lips and pulled some of that sweet nectar up to get my clit aroused and wet. I circled my clit with two fingers swirling the juice around. I was thoroughly enjoying the pulses of pleasure I was sending though my body. I could feel my back arching as I convulsed. Low deep moans were coming from me as the streamers of sexual electricity rocketed up and down my spine.

I never took my eyes of my parents. Only now, they looked like a sexy, mature porn. I watched the sexy pair on the bed as they talked more and more about the naughty fun in store for Uncle Mike and Mom this weekend.

"What about Ashley?" I heard Daddy say during one of his groans.

My ears perked up.

"What about her, Ben?" Mom asked raising her head. In the mirror in the head board I could see her grinning up and Dad.

"How do you propose handling this weekend with her there?" Daddy asked. "Are you two going to get her a room of her own? Won't she put a cramp in your fun? I can't imagine you and Mike fucking like crazy with her sleeping in the other bed, Lisa. She'd hear you."

"So?" Mom smiled up at him. "Maybe she would hear us. Who knows, maybe she would wake up and have fun watching her sweet Uncle Mike shove his big meaty cock up into her sexy Mommy's dripping cunt." She slurped down on Daddy's tool and when she came up she said, "Maybe your little girl would get so turned on by Mommy and Uncle Mikey fucking that she would want to join in."

I felt my cunt spasm and I began to flood even more juices. I could feel my wetness getting all over my hand and knuckles. I couldn't have heard her right. Mom was adding me into their dirty talk? I plunged to fingers into my wet gash. I bit my hand to keep from crying out and alerting them to my spying. I slid my wet slick thumb around my throbbing clit. The ecstasy I was giving myself was joyous. I was so turned on, the coming orgasm was a need.

I could still hear Mom talking to Daddy in her beautiful voice, but it was all hot and husky with desire. "Maybe that sexy little baby of yours will throw her gorgeous legs wide. Tell me, Ben: how long could her Uncle Mike hold out while staring right at the luscious shaved pussy of hers? Surely, you don't think he could resist thrusting that long horny tusk of his up into your little girl's tight moist pussy."

Daddy groaned and he began bucking his hips up into Mom's bobbing mouth. Daddy had a naughty streak in him. He was loving the idea of me getting fucked by Mike...Uncle Mike I mean. His newest surge of vigor had to be from the images in his head of me spread out naked and writhing under some great fucking by Uncle Mike. Daddy was picturing Uncle Mike fucking his little girl and it was pushing him farther along. The idea of fucking his wife was one thing but he had to humming with the need to cum from picturing his daughter.

Mom felt his surge too. "Ooohh, I think my sweet husband likes that. Don't you, Ben?" Mom obviously loved how aroused he was. She said, "You like the idea of that hot little girl across the hall completely naked. You enjoy the thought of her tight pussy getting fucked. Is it by anyone, Ben? Or is it especially spine tingling to imagine the one plundering her cunt is her own Uncle Mike? I bet you'd love to be there this weekend, Honey. I'm willing to think you'd love to get in on the action."

Daddy groaned and I could see his back arch. His cock was coated with Mom's saliva and Mom's hand was rubbing his pre-cum up and down his shaft. He looked so delicious. I almost wanted to barge in and taste his yummy looking cock. I think they would have let me too.

"MMMM. Yea, that's what my honey wants." Mom was teasing Daddy with lustful thoughts of me. "Maybe that sexy daughter of yours would suck and fuck that cock of yours too, Ben," Mom said. Daddy growled in response. "Oooh, my sexy hubby wants to fuck my baby girl. He wants to get that cock of his into his own hot child."

I came with the force of a freight train. I bit down hard on my towel to keep quiet. My towel wasn't even covering any part of me anymore. It was just dangling int front of me clutched in my teeth to stop me from screaming in ecstasy. Nothing could stop my juices squirting from me, covering my hand and running down my thighs in a thick sticky stream. Even the pleasure I was already feel couldn't stop me from gushing anew from what came next.

"Fuck Yea!" Daddy howled out. "She is a hot little cutie. MMM. I bet that tiny pussy of hers would feel like such heaven on my cock."

I know I should have been horrified, even repulsed by all I had just heard, but I couldn't help it. I should be ashamed by my own actions as well. Their dirty talk got me hot, and I had cum hard by my own hand listening to it. Including me into their fantasies had made me wet and kind of intrigued. I watched Mom climb up and crouch over Daddy. She slid down, impaling herself on Dad's thick powerful looking cock.

"Oh God, Lisa. You look awesome like that. Mmmm. Yea, Lisa you feel so good." Daddy was pumping up to me Mom's downward thrusts.

I turned away from the door, with my nectar still dribbling down my legs, dumbfounded. The last thing I heard as I stumbled away on rubbery legs, was Mom saying,"Oooo Daddy, call me Ashley while you push that hard cock into m-uuunnggh." I missed the rest of their little play-time.

That last little part had me a little relieved. I mean, if they were into pretending Mom was me, then maybe the rest of it was all make-believe too. It might have all just been some added kink to their married sex life. Maybe Mom and Uncle Mike never did anything after all. It could have all just been part of the game we had all just enjoyed.

I shut the door to my bedroom and finally let the towel drop completely away. I plucked it up again and used to dab away the rivulets of womanly juices from my sensitive cunny. I pulled on one of my sheer little tank tops and a pair of my short shorts. I climbed into bed, and lay there staring at the ceiling for awhile. I finally drifted off to sleep. 

My last thought was; I guess I wouldn't learn the truth until that Saturday....and I was looking forward to it.

Christmas Shopping Ch. 02



The story is set up in Chapter one. I suggest reading it to get a handle on all the characters. I will be continuing as if chapter one has already been read. 

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The events leading up to our trip to the mall.

The following week passed for uneventfully. Every night, after my shower, I'd walk down the hallway to my room a little slower than usual. I kept hoping for a repeat performance from Mom and Daddy, but it didn't happen. Every night I'd say something like, "I'm going up for my shower. You guys going to bed anytime soon...need to use the bathroom before I get in there?"

To which, one of them would say something like, "No. We're okay sweetie. Good night. If the TV bugs ya, let us know and we'll turn it down."

I was thinking the TV doesn't bug me, but you two not playing for me is!

Performance or not, I was in a perpetual state of arousal all week. I wanted to tell Marci about what I saw in my parent's and what I heard. In the end, I chickened out and told her nothing about it. Thank God for a detachable shower head though. I'd given myself more orgasms in those three days than I had in the whole rest of my life combined. I masturbated in the shower and even had to give myself one right before bed so I could calm down and fall asleep. Then, when I'd wake up, my panties would already be pulled to the side and my fingers would be moist and slick from rubbing my wet slit in my sleep.

Friday came and we went to Alcott for my volleyball game. In the bus, on the way to the game, I sat in the back row with my duffle bag and gear on the seat. Luckily no one tried to sit with me. In the darkness, sitting in the bench seat, I discreetly snuck my hand, up the leg hole into my tight volleyball shorts. I had that tingling arousal itch that needed to be scratched. The low rumbling of the darkened bus and all the chatter from my team-mates kept anyone from noticing my low moans as I secretly rubbed one out.

I'd love to tell you we won out game, but since the internet could easily prove I lied....we lost. It wasn't entirely (or even mostly) my fault though. Mom, Dad, and Dylan were in the crowd cheering for me. The naughty images of Dad's thick cock sliding in and out of Mom's wet sucking mouth flashed in my head repeatedly. Plus, Dylan sitting there with them, looking so much like a younger Uncle Mike got me thinking about Mom's dirty little fantasy tale. I still played hard and made some good key plays: we almost won. Almost..oh well.

Mom was looking really cute in this light pink top she was wearing. The top showed of more cleavage than any of the other moms, but she has a nice sexy body for it. She had her regulation tight jeans on (of course) and a nice pair of new knee-high boots with a sexy heel on them. Dad was looking cute too. He had a "Team-Dad" shirt on. It's basically a t-shirt that looks like the whole team signed. He also had on his work boots and a nice pair of jeans. I never noticed the faded area right where his package sits in his jeans. I couldn't stop looking at it nowadays. Plus Dad had that muscular big man build and he looked delicious. And Dylan, what can I say? He looked so hot. His hair was done with the perfect amount of messiness to make it look like he didn't care, but I knew how long it takes to get just right. He had a light blue button-up shirt, with the sleeves rolled up some and a nice slim cut jeans and Vans. Yes, they are back in style. No socks though, (that's my PSA).

Mom talked to our coach, Mrs. Wojtkwiak, after the game and got the okay for me to ride home Mom and Dad instead of on the bus. As promised, the four of us stopped and Mickey D's for some burgers. Dylan and I got our meals and went into the play area. No kids were in there so we had a chance to talk some.

"Hey Ash," Dylan said, "I made of list of some stuff you might not have thought of. You know? Like cologne and razors and some hygiene type stuff."

"Don't worry Dylan, I did think of that. I have a couple ideas for some colognes for you too." I promised.

'It's just...I like a few of the AXE scents and their really popular right now," he told me.

"Well you can forget that shit!" I responded. "I'm not gonna let you go to school smelling like a tool. Honey, you're better than that. I have some real cologne in mind. AXE is for boys. Real men wear real cologne."

"Wow, um okay. You haven't steered me wrong yet. I know I can count on you to hook me up right." He said chuckling brightly.

"When it comes to your stocking stuffers, I promise I will make sure your dad goes "the manly hygiene" route for you. Razors, shaving gel, hair cement that you will look hot in, and the whole kit-n-kaboodle," I said crossing my heart. His eyes naturally followed my hand as I crossed my heart. His eyes lingered, however, on my tits in my tight volleyball jersey for a few long seconds. I'll bet he didn't realize he quickly wet his lips. I noticed though. I will bet he noticed how my nipples puckered up into hard little points though.

Mom poked her head into the play area. "Okay you two, finish up." Mom told us. "I want to get home so we can get to bed. We need to start on the road early tomorrow if we're going to get it all done by Sunday evening."

We followed Mom out to the truck. Dad already had it started. He was saying good-bye into his phone when he hopped in the back seat.

Dad told us, "Dylan, that was your mom. You're just going to spend the night at our house tonight. I'll drop you off at home tomorrow while these two knuckle-heads are out spending all of your Dad's money. Cool?"

Dylan seemed to like the idea and cheerfully agreed, saying "Sure Uncle Ben. It beats going all the way out to our place."

Uncle Ben and Aunt Sue live on the opposite end of town out on Pulsifer Road. We live in town so to take Dylan home; we would have had to go through town. Then we would need to go all the way out to their house and come all the way back through town to back to our house. Dylan spending the house was just more practical.

Once we got home, Mom and I put all our stuff for the trip tomorrow in the kitchen. We were sure that once Uncle Mike got there, we would be able to load up quickly and be on our way. I didn't know what Mom was more excited about; getting away, going shopping, using a hot tub and pool, or having some hot steamy sex with Uncle Mike. Again? I still didn't know if it was true or just a fantasy she and Dad played.

I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth when Mom poked her head in. I was ready for bed. I had on just a cute pair of canary yellow boyshorts and a white sports bra to sleep in.

"Honey, can I talk to you for a second?" she asked.

I replied around a mouthful of tooth paste, "Sure Mom. What's up?"

"Would you be okay with Dylan sleeping in your room?" she started. "You probably don't want to hear this, but your dad and I are feeling...you know... frisky? I don't want Dylan feeling uncomfortable in the living room, right below our bedroom. He would probably hear us through the vent. I'd feel better with him in here, but its up to you," she finished quickly.

"No problem, Mom. I'll pull the roll away out for him." I said. I have queen size four post bed. Underneath is a smaller bed on a rolling little pull out slide. "I don't mind."

"I don't want you to stay up too late tonight though, giggling and talking. We need to get an early start in the morning," Mom reasoned. With that, she left and went down the hall. Off to go get her freak on, I imagined giggling. Too bad Dylan was in my room. I would have loved to have the chance to sneak down the hall and try to watch again. Alas, it was not to be tonight.

The next morning came quickly. Dylan was still sleeping on the roll-out. I thought about taking my clothes into the bathroom to get dressed, but I figured, "What the heck, he's asleep." I showered quickly and wrapped a towel around my wet aroused body. My big soft towel covers from just above my honey colored nipples to right below my plump butt cheeks. It's so soft and plushy that I love it, but it's not something I can wear by itself with people around.

I peeked into my room and Dylan still seemed dead to the world so I figured I was safe. I sat at my vanity and did my hair and make-up. I had gotten up earlier than necessary so I would have time to get ready. If we were going to the mall and stuff, I couldn't go looking like a scrub. Dylan never stirred once the whole time. I even wondered if he was so still and quiet because he was faking it. I got my hair done real nice and my make-up did look good. I was gonna look hot today, if I do say so myself. I pulled out the outfit I had decided on. I had a denim skirt and a fluffy red sweater. I figured I could leave my coat in Uncle Mike's truck. I had cute pair of red and black knee-high socks with black Uggs. Underneath it all was a sexy red lace bra and thong set. I was just finishing zipping up my skirt when Mom gently pushed my door open.

"Ash," she said quietly, "are you up ye..oh you are ready. Good. Oh, you look nice. That's a cute outfit. Anyway, Uncle Mike just got here. Is Dylan still out?"

"Yea. Maybe he had trouble sleeping on the little bed. He slept right through my shower and me getting ready and everything," I told her.

I followed her downstairs. Uncle Mike was talking to Dad and helping himself to the coffee, as was the custom in both of our houses.

He was saying, "...no problem, Ben. I'm stealing your family and if you need Dylan to help you out: I don't mind. Hey Ash," he leaned in and gave me a hug and peck on the cheek, "sorry about your game last night. Next time huh? Today should cheer ya up though."

Normally the hug and kiss would be no big deal but with the week I was having; yea, it got me wet. What was wrong with me? The lace of my thong seemed to immediately find my hard clit and began rubbing up against it enough to cause me to get all tingly. It was an itch I'd have wait tortuously too long to scratch.

Mom, Uncle Mike, and I were out and on the road shortly after. I had my IPOD going so I only caught snippets of Mom and Uncle Mike's conversation. It was mostly family stuff, their jobs, and just your basic chit-chat. We hit a Wendy's on the way to the hotel.

We got to the Evergreen Inn and Suites and dropped off our stuff. I noticed we had one room again. Usually, Mom and I sleep on one bed and Uncle Mike is on the other. I guess they weren't going to put me in my own room so they could get busy. Then the thought hit me; maybe they really did plan to involve me as Mom had said. Thank God I was freshly shaved, I thought giggling. Again, my mind swirled in confusion. Was any of it real? Was it all just fantasy? I hated the not knowing.

Mom said, "I want to change. If I'm going to be trying a bunch of stuff then this outfit is not the best choice. She did look nice today. She had on a pair of thick soled winter boots and a her very tight pair of jeans (painted on is how she likes them).She had a cami undershirt with built in lift that gave her ample cleavage and V-neck sweater that further showcased her considerable assets.

"I can't be changing in and out of this quickly." she explained. "Let me throw on something I can change quicker and I'll be ready."

"I'm all set, Mom." I said indicating what I already had on.

"That is a cute, and pardon my saying so, but a sexy outfit. I bet the guys at the mall will be hoping you bend over for stuff on the bottom shelves so they can see up that mini-skirt there." Uncle Mike said chuckling.

"Like this?" I said laughing naughtily. I bent over and flipped my skirt up over my butt flashing my thong clad ass at him.

"Whoa!" Uncle Mike bellowed.

"Ashley Jean Matheson!" Mom said sternly, "Stop that!"

We all laughed as Mom went into the bathroom with her change of clothes. I laid back on the bed and flipped through the channels. My feet were sitting flat with my knees up. I was so used to sitting in my room, on my bed that way, I didn't even think about Uncle Mike being able to see up my skirt. When it did cross my mind, I decided to be naughty on my own. I kept my knees up and began sneaking glances over at him.

He was sitting at the small table in our room with a magazine. His eyes kept darting up from the magazine discreetly. He could see all the way to my lace covered lips. I wondered if he could see how wet I was getting. Could he see the dewy moisture forming and spreading on my shaved pussy. I doubt he could have possibly guessed I was so aroused by having my hunky Uncle Mike gaze at my tight little cunt.

I could feel the lace tight against my lips so I knew he was getting a nice look at his niece's aroused cunny. I spread my legs just a bit causing my thong to pull up between my moist lips a little.

"Oops." I said, acting like I just realized I was flashing him. Looking right at him, I watched his eyes stare right at my wet honey hole. I slowly reached down and pulled the lace away from between my soft aroused lips. I held it away from my moist cunt a few second longer then needed ad I re-adjusted it on my twat. I gave Uncle Mike a long unobstructed view of my sex. He licked his dry lips quickly. He had little beads of perspiration forming on his forehead. I moved my hand away from my hole and put my legs down ending the show. It was none too soon either, because Mom came out of the bathroom right then.

"Wow, Lisa! You look hot." Uncle Mike said enthusiastically when Mom emerged from the bathroom.

She has changed into a short black skirt, almost as short as the one I had on. She had some shiny black heels that I didn't recognize. Her legs were smooth and lotioned. She had touched up her make-up and refreshed her hair. Instead of the tight cami-top and sweater, she now had a a sexy purple flowy tunic. The material was pretty thin, almost sheer, and through it; I could see the fabric of her black lace bra.

"Yea, Mom, that is hot," I agreed. "Where have you been hiding those shoes, hussy," I finished laughing.

Oh, mommy still has a few secrets," she replied. "It will be easier to kick off heels to change, than my winter boots I had on."

Uncle Mike was all ready to go too. He had on a Chicago Blackhawks jersey, blue jeans and a pair of black work boots. Mom grabbed her leather jacket and purse. Uncle Mike had a on a thick heavy denim coat, and I had on my letterman's jacket. You know the kind, leather sleeves and wool torso. I got it for lettering in volleyball and track. I grabbed my purse and we hit the mall.

To be continued...

Coming up next-The mall. 



Christmas Shopping Ch. 03



Here is the Chapter three, for which I had so many requests. I hope you enjoy it. It will continue as if you read Chapter 1 and 2, which I suggest you do. I had requests to make my sex scenes more graphic, which I tried here. I hope you don't think I over did it. Hopefully Chapter 4 will follow soon as the final part of this. In the mean time I plan to post another chapter to another story. So bear with me during the wait. 

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We got to the mall and Uncle Mike dropped Mom and me off at the door to one of the big department stores. We waited for him and joined him searching for the stuff on his list. We wandered around the store with Mom picking out a few things here and there. I started to drift farther away losing interest.

Uncle Mike started to notice, "Ash, are you okay? Are we boring you?"

"No, I'm, fine," I told him.

"Listen, honey. We're gonna be in here for a while. How about I give you some cash and you can get started on Dylan's list? You can hit the stores that are more interesting to you and we don't have to worry about boring you," Uncle Mike suggested.

I thought about it and finally said, "Okay. Should we meet up at a certain time?"

"That's a good idea," Mom piped in over her shoulder while holding up a nice blue blouse. "How about we meet in the food court in an hour..."

"Two hours," Uncle Mike added quickly, "Lisa, I wanna get the majority done if we can. There are a couple more places I know I need to hit before we eat."

We hammered out the details on the rest of the shopping. Uncle Mike pulled out a thick stack of cash.

He said, "This should let you get most, if not all, of it." Uncle Mike handed me the bills. "Make sure you get gift receipts."

I put the money in my wallet in my purse and said, "Alright. I love you. I'll see you guys in a couple hours then." I kissed them each on the cheeks and ventured out into the mall.

I had fun hitting the stores I needed to hit. Plus, I was getting a ton of lingering interested looks. A saw a couple cute guys that looked about my age following me. I was so horny, I debated ducking into the bathroom with one and seeing about getting taken care of right there in a stall. I pushed the thought out of my head and focused on the task at hand.

Never underestimate a teenage girl with a fat wad of cash and a plan. In the first hour, I had almost everything. The bags were starting to get heavy though. I decided to go back to Mom and Uncle Mike and drop off all the stuff that I had gotten already. I went back to the first store that we had been in, but they were gone. I wandered into a couple of the other big department stores that I knew they would be going into to shop.

I went into one of the ladies attire stores and was surprised it was so deserted. The clothes were higher end stuff and pricey, true, but it was the Christmas shopping season. I saw cart that Uncle Mike's jacket on it, so I assumed it was theirs. It was near the back, just outside the changing rooms. Why had they left it unattended? They had been productive too. Bags from many of the different stores were already in the cart. They were well into the list for Aunt Sue already.

I added my bags to the cart and looked around for them. That's when I heard "The Giggle". I recognized it as Mom's lusty giggle now. My heart immediately began to pump faster. Had I caught them? Were they already doing it....in this store...now? The cart was near the back, as I said right outside the changing rooms. I crept into the hallway separating two rows of small changing rooms. I peeked into each, only to reveal they were all as empty as the rest of the store. I pulled the cart silently into the hallway. I didn't want to leave it out in the open with so much in it. Around the corner was a big corner changing room that I hadn't checked yet.

I peeked into the corner booth and confirmed what I had been wondering about recently. Mom was fucking Uncle Mike. Well, actually, Uncle Mike was fucking Mom; and she looked like she was thoroughly enjoying it. Mom was on her knees, bent over the little bench in the changing room. Her sweaty boobs were sliding back and forth on the now slippery wooden bench. Her hands were against the wall and her breath was fogging up the full length mirror. Mom's clothes was on the floor along with just about everything Uncle Mike was wearing earlier. He was a big powerful looking Adonis.

Uncle Mike was behind her, pumping his impressive rod in and out of Mom's wet squishy pussy with long powerful strokes. I didn't know much better when I saw Daddy's dick, but seeing Uncle Mike's revealed what a big cock looked like. Daddy was no slouch, but he couldn't beat the artillery between Uncle Mike's legs. If the rest of the women in our family only knew about that gorgeous penis, it wouldn't be his butt we talked about form now on. It was thick, veiny, and slick with both of their juices. He strong hands were gripping her hips and he pumped his big hefty cock into Mom, causing her to moan in delight.

Luckily, I stifled a gasp that would have given me away. It was deserted in the store, but back there it was relatively quiet. Apart from Mom, moans of pleasure and Uncle Mike's animalistic grunts, of course. I was worried they would have heard me anyway. I enjoyed listening to them though. Their hot flesh was slapping together, Mom was moaning in enjoyment, and Uncle Mike was groaning as he pushed his massive cock deep into his own little sister's pussy.

"Oh, Mike. Yea, fuck me sweetie," Mom was saying, "You feel so good inside me."

Groaning, he replied, "Fuck yea sis. It'll be even better later on, back in the room. Mmmm, suck me off, Lisa. Taste yourself on my cock."

Oh my God they were making me wet. They were lewd and naughty. It was dirty and I couldn't help it, it was hot. I shimmied my denim skirt up my long stocking clad legs. I knew I was taking a chance, but I was so turned on watching the lascivious scene. I pushed my hand into my red lace thong and immediately felt how slick and creamy my aroused cunt had already become. I circled my clit feverishly with two wet fingers as I gazed at this sexual sight. I pulled my thong to the side to allow better access to my hot sex.

Mom had whirled around onto her knees and took Uncle Mike's shaft deep into her mouth. I was amazed as I watched her hollow her cheeks as inch after inch went into her. She didn't even stop until her nose was pressed into his dark springy pubes. She moaned lustily around his cock. I watched her head bobbing up and down on his slick joystick. Mom's hand snaked down to stimulate her sopping folds.

"Oh God, Lisa. You suck cock so good," Uncle Mike said while his hands stroked Mom's head lovingly and he watched her deep-throated his rod. Mom was smiling up at him. She tickled his balls with her free hand. "I wonder if that hot daughter of yours can suck cock half as well. I hope I get the chance ot find out soon, now that she is 18."

Fuck yea! That clinched it. The idea of introducing me to their sexual adventures had been discussed and sounded like accepted. I think Uncle Mike wanted to fuck me as much as Daddy had seemed to. God, that got me gushing even more. Mom, Daddy, Uncle Mike: all seemed happy with the idea of me joining them in their bedroom games. I've been so horny and it sounded like I was finally going to get that itch so wonderfully scratched.

I wanted to barge right in and join in the fun, but something prevented me from moving. I was still kind of stunned by this new info. As I continued to rub my aroused pussy with wild movements, I thrilled at this image of my thick Mom and her brawny brother enjoying each other's bodies. They were being somewhat discreet at least. I could hear their sexual noises from where I was rooted in place, but I know it didn't carry farther out. I pushed my panties down to my knees to give me more room to maneuver my hands around my sweet honey gushing cunny. My skirt was up around my waist as I leaned against the wall. The sight was so hot. I stepped out of my shoes, standing there in just my red and black socks.

Mom's big tits were swaying under her. She had sweat beading on her forehead and her cheeks were flushed. Her voluptuous body was glowing with a sexy sheen of shiny sweat. Uncle Mike's legs were tight and flexed as he pushed his thick tool through Mom's sucking lips and into her throat. Mom pulled back and darted her swift tongue all around the bulbous crown of his dick. Her hand slid down is muscled abs to caress his erect shaft. Mom stroked the big cock before he plugged in back into her perfect O-shaped mouth. He shuddered in pleasure. I'm not sure what her tongue was doing in there, but it surely he was surely in ecstasy.

On the upstrokes, she jacked his gorgeous prick. He was fucking her mouth more furiously as he slid along the smooth of her tongue. His big smooth balls (his balls were hairless like Daddy's) bounced heavily against her chin. He looked impatient for relief. The room was filled with the sounds of her sucking.

I moaned, squirming my ass around watching the hot cock disappear into Mom's mouth. My finger slid along my outer lips of my cunt. I pushed two fingers between my parted lips of my wet soaking gash. I sawed them back and forth, pushing me toward selfish ecstasy.

"How is everything back here?" I heard a voice saying as whoever it was approached the changing rooms.

I freaked! There I was standing in the hallway, thong pushed down around my knees and my skirt up around waist; my pussy and ass totally exposed. My socks are all I had covering any part of me from the waist down. I had no idea who it was approaching (most likely as sales clerk) but I doubted getting caught like this would go well. She sounded real close when she called out. I panicked. I scooped up my shoes and jumped into the changing room. Yea, that one: with Mom and Uncle Mike.

We all jumped in surprise at me being in there. I closed the door firmly and put my finger my lips signaling quiet.

"Ma'am? How is everything?" the lady asked.

My mom answered, "Everything is fine, thank you. Um..is my husband is still out there? Could you send him back here, please?"

"Oh sorry,' the clerk replied, "I didn't see him in the store. I'm sorry, but we don't allow full carts back here. Would you mind if I take this up to the counter? It will okay up there, I assure you."

Mom quickly signaled us out of the way. She peeked out the door, hiding Uncle Mike and I behind it. Once she confirmed it was a sale lady, she agreed, "Yes. Thank you. If you see him come back, could you let him know where I am."

The clerk assured her, "Of course. We are also having an excellent shoe sale going on right now too. You don't want to miss the shoe section before you leave."

I felt Uncle Mike's hand slide over my butt, two fingers dipping in between my cheeks. I looked up at him and he smiled down at me. It was a lusty naughty smile. I grinned back and reached back, spreading my cheeks for him. His eyes widened and I smiled naughtily back at him. His hands slid further. He had to be able to feel the dewy heat and slick skin along my inner thighs and in my blazing crotch.

"I'll do that, thank you," Mom said shutting the door.

Mom looked at me with an unsure look on her face. She saw what was happening almost immediately and her intelligent mind quickly recovered. Her face broke into that fantastic smile of hers. I smiled back and nodded, "I want this to happen, Mom." My mom knew exactly what I meant.

Mom moved in and our lips met passionately for the first time. Apparently, when Mom is fired up, she moves very fast. She pushed my red lace thong down my legs and I stepped out of them. Her hands lifted my sweater up over my young firm boobs. Uncle Mike hands undid my bra. Together, the two undressed me fully, adding my outfit to the jumble of clothes on the floor. Their lipss were kissing all over my body. As more and more flesh was exposed, the kisses became more and more impassioned.

Uncle Mike leaned in kissing my neck. He whispered, "Oh God, Ash, I've always thought you grew up into a beautiful girl, but I truly had no idea how gorgeous you really are." His hands moved down to caress my supple tits.

Uncle Mike's approach was so sensual. His touches were gentle at first, putting his big strong hands on my trim waist and pulling me into his big form. Our lips parted and we kissed, our tongues mingling wetly. I could feel his hard cock throbbing against my stomach. His hand clutched at my upturned peaks to stroke my nipples. They were hard little points of arousal quivering with excitement as I pushed into meet the touch of his hard manly hands.

Meanwhile, Mom had pushed her skirt completely off. The heat in the changing room was intense. Our aroused naked bodies were obviously adding more than a few degrees, I'm sure. Mom's thick sweaty body was against my lithe form. Her warm kisses were on the back of my neck, flicking along my tender arousal spot. 

"Baby, you look so sexy," Mom said, "How are you feeling? Are you sure you're okay with this?"

I pulled my mouth away from Uncle Mike's powerful kiss, "Yes, Mom. I'm doing great. I have a confession."

I turned to face Mom. I told Mom about my watching her and Daddy. I revealed how aroused the sexy talk had gotten me and how wet my little twat had become. I told her about my thoughts and wonderings, about the week of constant arousal and the joy of finding out it was all true. Uncle Mike and my loving Mom stayed silent as I detailed all that happened in my head since that night. Uncle Mike's hands kept gently stroking me. He even patted me lovingly as I relayed all of the recent events leading up to today.

Mom looked stunned when I was finished, "Wow, I know I should be ashamed or embarrassed, but actually; I'm relieved. I'm happy to have it all out in the open. Yes, Ashley, your Uncle Mike and I have been involved for several years. Your Dad and Aunt Sue know and they enjoy each other's company too. And sometimes, the four of us have some fun together. Ash, I must ask that you not tell Dylan any of this. You are eighteen years old and old enough to hear all this. He is not and it could complicate things if he learns about this before we decide he is ready."

Uncle Mike leaned in, "Dylan will find out in time, just not yet."

I hesitated, "Um...one more thing," I said in a small voice, "was it all real? Daddy. Is he...I mean, does he..ya know? What you were saying in bed?"

"Yes Ash, "Mom said smiling gently. "It is a fantasy that we have discussed. If it makes you uncomfortable, then put it out of your mind. It will never come up again. Your Dad loves you and would never EVER do anything to compromise that or hurt you."

I perked up, "Mom, I liked it. I really liked it. Can this happen, truly? I love Daddy. I so want to be with him, I want him to have me that way."

"Oh honey! Your Daddy will be so happy. He is such a great man and an excellent lover. I would be overjoyed to share this with you," Mom exclaimed.

"Yea, Ben is a great guy. I'm a big fan, "Uncle Mike began, "but, Lisa, we were kind of in the middle of something here," he finished chuckling.

"Oh my God, Uncle Mike. I'm so sorry. I side-tracked us," I said.

Mom quickly chimed in, "Mike, honey, we're gonna make this up to you, but not here in this little room. Let's pay for the rest of it and get back to our room and those comfy beds. Get dressed."

"What?!?" Uncle Mike asked.

"Trust me."

Grumbling, Uncle Mike got his clothes back on. Mom and I dressed faster and looked in the mirror. We quickly put our hair and make-up back in order as best we could. Once we were all in ready, we discreetly slipped out of the changing area, one at a time. We all met up again at the register in the ladies attire section of the store.

"Mike, honey? Go get the truck and pick us up at that door," Mom said signaling the department store's door. "We'll get this paid for and meet you." Uncle Mike left Mom his credit card, kissed us both sweetly and left.

We paid, gathered up all our bags and met Uncle Mike and the exit Mom had indicated. We loaded up the truck and headed back to the hotel. We didn't talk a lot. I think we were all lost in our thoughts about the events of the day and the exciting events that were to happen soon. I know I was scared to break and the silence and somehow disturb the magic spell that was surely at work. I wanted this so badly. I love Mom, I love Uncle Mike. I knew it would be a loving sexual experience that I would never forget.

We walked into the hotel arm in arm, each of us holding some of the bags. We got to the room, put down our bags and that is when the tornado hit. Clothes went flying and groping hands and kissing lips were all over. I was kissing Mom while she stroked Uncle Mike's huge shaft; Uncle Mike sucked my firm high tits while I played with Mom's hardened peaks.

At the bedside, Mom began to blatantly stroking the fat tool of Uncle Mike. I was no longer shocked. A sister, my very own mom, even, was gliding her hands along her brother's cock. Uncle Mike seems as if this were just a normal sexual experience. I was impressed with the nice hunk of man-meat he had. As Mom pumped the turgid rod with her delicate hands, Uncle Mike looked as if his orgasm would be close. His legs were trembling.

Mom sank down to her knees, her hands stroking Uncle Mike's broad chest. I stood, in a trance, as Mom flicked her wet pink tongue along his stick. She then swooped in and took the massive weapon down to the base. The hard fleshy rod with its short springy hairs and throbbing veins disappeared down her throat. Her eyes rolled back in pleasure. I licked my lips unconsciously at the majorly sexy vision. I dropped to my knees next to Mom.

"Lisa, be nice and share. "Tis the season of giving," Uncle Mike said, looking down at our dual-nude bodies in front of him.

Mom moved away allowing me access to her hard brother's cock. I took his dick slowly. I savored every inch of the spongy stalk. He had a slight spasming flex as it slid easily into my warm welcoming mouth. All my lewd desires were thrumming in my body as the mammoth dick slid slowly into me. My eyes never left Uncle Mike's as he caressed the side of my face. My tongue was fluttering within my hollowed cheeks as I treated Uncle Mike to some pretty intense action. He sank back against the chair with a moan. His saliva coated cock popped out of my sucking orifice. He sat on the bed and I moved in between the vee of his legs and continued my slurpy assaulting suction.

Uncle Mike's rigid rod filled me to capacity and the slimy dick slithered down my throat. I fought my gag reflex and pushed ever deeper until my face was snug against his taut body.

Uncle Mike growled, "Oh fuck! Like Mother, like daughter. Mmmm. Not even your Aunt Sue can take me all in."

Mom was above me, leaning over Uncle Mike. She let him feast on her big full tits. His hand held one fleshy orb as his tongue danced on the other erect nipple. As I bobbed my mouth on his dick, I watched teasingly bite at the hardened nubs. I don't think Mom even realized that her hand was down in her slit. She rubbed luscious circles on her agonized clit.

My own fingers stole to my cunny, delicately circling my own cum-button. I stroked the stiff little clit with my fingers; all wet from my sopping pussy. Oozing trickles were coating my hand. I could taste the pre-cum bubbling out of Uncle Mike's love muscle. It drove me into even more delirious passion. I was eager to taste his sweet juice. I licked his hairless globe sack, sucking them sweetly as my other hand pumped him.

"Give me your cum, Uncle Mike,' I said sensually before I took him back in my mouth. He moaned in response and began humping into my mouth in earnest, while I bobbed my head faster and harder to help him finally release. I twisted my head around treating him to the best head I could deliver. He was bucking in the throes of pleasure.




Christmas Shopping Ch. 03



Then, suddenly, I heard the unmistakable cry of his climax. Uncle Mike squirted his load down my gullet. His eyes squeezed shut as he poured his cum into me sucking hole. Spray after spray of hot jism gushed into me, sliding slickly down my throat.

From above me, I heard Mom's husky lust filled voice, "Save a little." She sounded fevered. I felt fevered.

I locked my lips tightly around his big knob, swallowing until the last of the spurting was done. Then, with some of the hot jizz still in my cheeks, I turned to Mom. She scooped me into her arms, pulling me to her rubenesque luscious form. Before I knew it, her lips were pressed to mine. As our lips parted, I realized, she wasn't intent on kissing me; she was sucking Uncle Mike's cum from my mouth. I pushed his goo to her with my tongue.

As we continued kissing, my body was getting exponentially aroused. Our tongues clashed and I was overjoyed. I loved feeling my own Mom's tongue duel with mine. Her lips were soft and feminine and had me enthralled. Her head came up to claim my firm bare boobs. My nipples were elongated into diamonds hard bullets of flesh. They tingled intensely at her touch.

I pulled back so I could look her in the eyes, "I love you, Mom. Thank you so much for making me a part of this." The loving feeling filled my heart and was flowing from my being.

Mom looked back at me, full of love as well, "It's my pleasure, Ash. This is a new chapter in our lives and now you will always be a part of it." 

She leaned in caressing my lips with her own. My pussy spasmed anew. My body was aching with need. I sucked off my own uncle, gotten aroused by it; but I had received no relief of my own. It dawned on me that my much needed orgasm was going to be delivered by my mom. Another woman was causing my cunt to do flip-flops.

Uncle Mike struggled to get up from the bed and move to the chair as Mom and I scrambled into a sixty-nine. Mom's tongue fluttered like butterfly wings over my dripping slit. I performed the same actions. I hadn't been this explicitly intimate with another girl. I had played around with other girls a couple times at slumber parties, but never to the degree I was fast approaching.

Uncle Mike's deep voice drifted through my fog of lust, "You two are exquisite. Oh, Lisa-honey, that looks amazing. Ash, baby, you have fulfilled a long held fantasy, sweety. That is so fucking hot."

I took to Mom's wet gash with abandon. I did what she did, mimicking her movement and embellished with what I liked done to me. I pretended her clit was mine and treated it to the pleasure I enjoy receiving. I soon had her body vibrating in ecstasy, bucking hard against me in the grip of her lust. Her musk was lighter, more delicate, than any man's. My tongue was drawn to her clit like a magnet. I thoroughly coated her slit, tasting her honey that made her pink lips slippery and magnificent.

Mom's tongue was servicing my wet sexy just as well, if not better. She was giving me so much satisfaction. Her tongue darted and slid along my inner labia, traveling up to dance across my hooded button. She journeyed back along my plump lips and forward again on the other side, only to repeat the process in reverse.

Our twin slurping attacks caused my sticky cunt to ignite. She brought me to climax in an instant. My body felt as if I exploded into a million tingling pieces. I was aware of Uncle Mike moaning at the sight, watching us, entranced. My tanned body with my extreme tan-lines was glistening with my own sheen of sweat. My hair was wet and plastered to my head. I was in sexual heaven but my work was not done yet.

I dug my tongue into Mom's wonderful honey-pot and pushed her to release her nectar. As she squirmed, my mouth chased her clit, driving her onward with the tip of my thrusting tongue. Mom's body jolted in a massive upheaval. Crying out, she contorted and moaned for nearly ten full seconds. Her arms flailed as her orgasm tore it was to her core. 

I collapsed back to the mattress. My body's storm had passed and I was a limp puddle. Mom stroked my quivering breasts. I looked up dazed, staring right at another raging hard-on. Watching Mom and I locked in our lascivious contact had obviously rejuvenated Uncle Mike's desire.

"Its time for me to finally fuck your honey-hole, Ash," Uncle Mike growled.

I rolled onto my back and threw my legs wide; just as Mom had told Daddy to imagine. Still feeding off that naughty talk, I crooked my finger at him, "Come here Uncle Mike. Your niece needs that big cock. Fuck me, Uncle Mike, fuck me now."

My body welcomed him as he dicked my slippery vagina. His long thick tusk was reaming me out and was plugging me fully. I was quickly rising toward another climax and my thrusting uncle was being pulled along right with me. My grasping cunt was gripping firmly on his huge stalk and we were both in Nirvana. He was spearing me solidly, pulling away, then once again impaling me on his cock. I screamed in ecstasy and I think we climaxed simultaneously. I was delirious with fuck-lust though, that at that point, I probably couldn't have told you my name, had anyone asked.

I spooned up next to Mom's already sleeping form and began drifting away myself.

"Good night, Ash," Uncle Mike whispered, pulling the blankets up over Mom and me. He kissed us both gently, lovingly.

The next day, we finished the shopping, moving like rag-dolls through the stores. We went back to the hotel and gathered our loot. Uncle Mike and I fucked one more time in the shower while Mom took a nap. He kept saying how much he loved my tight young snatch. We all got ready to go home and loaded up the truck. Uncle Mike took us to the Calico Steak House on the way home. He had the two sexiest and happiest dates on his arm, if I do say so myself.

When we got home that evening, Daddy asked, "So, did you guys have fun?"

"We sure did," I exclaimed, kissing him on the cheek. I grabbed a Diet Coke from the fridge.

Dad looked at Mom questioningly when he thought I wasn't looking. She shook her head, frowning, as we had planned. He looked so disappointed. His crestfallen face almost made me break down, but I keot it together. I knew what Daddy was getting for Christmas form me and it was going to be a surprise. I knew it would look better on him then any tie.

I couldn't wait for him to unwrap it.



Christmas Shopping Ch. 04 Pt. 01



I broke this into two parts. Many of the comments I was getting, were people requesting another voyeur scene. This part will cover that with the finale being in part two. I will assume you have read the previous chapters, which I do recommend. This chapter will continue as if you have. All characters are fictional. Any similarities to real people or events are coincidental and unintended. All characters are over 18 years of age. This entry is my own whole creation. I do it all, and proof-reading myself means I probably missed a few thing here and there. I hope none of it detracts from your enjoyment of the tale. 

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That year, Christmas was charged with a heightened sexual tension. Every time I looked at Daddy, my nipples would tighten into hardened points. My pussy was constantly wet and excited. Being around Dad, had me in a continual state of arousal. I even had to wear panty liners whenever I was home and Daddy was there. He had me so fucking hot and he didn't even know how my body hungered for him.

Mom and I had begun having a fun time teasing Daddy around the house. We would wear tiny shorts, tank tops, and thin pajamas. I was constantly making sure he caught my tall tanned body coming out of the shower in a "barely covering me" towel, or letting him see me lying in bed reading or doing homework in just a sheer bra and one of my tiny pair of panties. My bedroom door was hardly ever shut now. 

Mom even left their bedroom door cracked wider so I could watch their love-making more often. I got to see what a talented and considerate lover Dad was. He knew how to drive a woman to the peak of ecstasy with foreplay alone. He could get Mom high as a kite before even thrusting his throbbing rod into her and rocketing her into orbit.

I would stand just outside the door, peeking in, while I caressed my aroused pussy. I would try to climax when they did. My sweet nectar would be trickling over my knuckles, coating my hands and slipping down my thighs. I would end up stumbling back to my bed on shaky legs.

I went online and ordered the special outfit I would wear for Dad. I'm afraid it wasn't terribly original, but I knew it would do the trick anyway. My mind and body were in a perpetual state of need and I was giddy. I knew this would be a Christmas we would never forget. Daddy was finally going to be my lover and I was going to a new level as his loving little girl.

One evening, I was in the kitchen doing the dishes after dinner. Daddy came up behind me and hugged and kissed me on the cheek. My body began to tingle immediately. His after shave's scent thrilled me with its masculinity. His strong arms circled around my tummy, grazing the undersides of my pert titties.

"So, do I get any hints about what Santa is bringing me this year? Am I gonna like it," Daddy asked.

"Oh, I think I can guarantee it, Daddy," I told him, leaning back into his hug. "I have a feeling you are going to be so happy once you unwrap it. I'll give you a hint. Once you have that present in your hands, you're gonna want to play with it all day."

Dad thought about it. Finally he asked, "Play with it, huh? Is it a game or a toy?"

Mom laughed as she came into the kitchen, "Ah ah ah, Ben, she said one hint. That's all you're getting. Now go watch TV or something and stop pestering Ash while she is busy. How should she know what Santa is bringing you?" Mom laughed again, taking his hand and leading him toward the living room.

I called after them, "Don't forget Daddy: you promised we'd go get our tree tomorrow!"

Christmas tree shopping is one of my favorite parts of the season. Dad and I love stomping around through the snow to search out just the right one. Myer's Tree Farm on Stone Chapel Road is a huge place. We wander around for hours looking for just the right one. I like to take a spool of fluorescent ribbon with us. If we find a "maybe" tree, I'll tie some of the ribbon to the top. Then, we can spot it later if we have to come back to it. We continue our search until we find a better one or come back to the marked one.

Dad wore his usual winter attire. He had on a thick flannel shirt, jeans, and work boots. He added his stocking cap, warm gloves and bundled up in his Carhart coat. His big frame looked so rugged. I took the opportunity to tease a little, very little, it was fucking cold. I had on a sensible pair of boots and thick warm coat, but I wore a denim skirt. I wore warm grey tights under the skirt. They were thick and still very sexy, especially considering the naughty camel-toe that going without panties was giving me. I had on gloves and a cute sock monkey stocking cap, but my long blond hair was still whipping around in the breeze. I made sure I did my make-up really nice too.

Dad saw me as I came downstairs to the kitchen. He was there drinking his coffee. "Well, don't you look nice," he said, watching me move about getting breakfast. "Are you sure you'll be warm enough in that, Ash?"

I smiled sweetly as I sat with my bowl of Frosted Flakes and said, "I'll be fine. I'm feeling hot already, so I should be fine out there." He blushed a little at my choice of phrasing.

Afterward, we hopped in the truck and drove out of town toward Myer's Tree Farm. We got to Myer's and wandered around until we found the type of evergreen tree we like. We found one that looked promising.

"Check the base," Daddy said. "Make sure it isn't too gnarled or crooked. We can't get it into the tree stand if it is all messed up."

I smiled at him. He said the exact same thing every year. I got on my hands and knees. I peered under the lowest branches. I knew in my position that my ass was pointing at Dad. The snug tights encasing my firm butt and the skirt riding high, made sure Dad was getting a nice look. My ass wasn't quite on display, but I planned to fix that soon enough.

I called out, "Looks good! If we take of the lowest limbs too, then the rest is fine most of the way up. From what I can see."

"Well, I like what I see then," he said behind me, "Mark 'er. Let's hope it's still here if we need to come back to it."

Dad cut off a length of the ribbon and handed it to me. I tied some of the pink fluorescent ribbon to the tree up near the top. We continued searching and found a few more here and there about the farm. When I checked them for Dad, I squatted first, causing my skirt to go up higher. Now when I leaned forward onto my knees, Dad was seeing my pussy pressed against the tights with an eye-ful of my camel-toe. He looked a little flushed every time I stood back up again. 

Once we were tired and had a nice selection. We went back and double-checked the trees we had chosen and ruled some out and narrowed it down. Bald spots we missed were the main cause. Dad had said we didn't need one that was huge; just about six feet would be fine. I know him though. We ended up cutting down a thick eight footer. It was a gorgeous green color, full and tall. We set the tree on its side while we waited for the tractor to come around and pick us up with our tree.

We had some light winter fun. Dad and I had a brief snowball fight. I flopped on my back and made some snow angels. The tractor and trailers got to us and we rode in the trailer back down to the parking area. The guys from the farm put the tree in the shaker and got most of the dead needles shaken off. The young guys were given me long looks checking out my short skirt and long legs. Dad pulled up in the truck and the guys loaded it up and tied it down in the bed for us.

"Whew, that about bankrupted me," Dad said climbing into the truck with me. He was smiling though and his eyes were sparkling with merriment. I knew he was as happy with our choice as I was. He just had to be a little "Grinchy," it's his way.

Once we were out of the parking lot, I kicked my boots off onto the floor under me.

Daddy looked over, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing," I answered, "These tights got wet from kneeling in the snow and then those snow angels. I still have my skirt on, so I was gonna get out of these."

I pushed back against the seat, lifting my butt up. My hands pushed my skirt up and I hooked my fingers into the waistband of my tights. I shimmied a little as I slid the tights down my long athletically toned legs. I knew my freshly shaved kitty was visible now. Like I had with Uncle Mike, I pretended to be oblivious to how exposed I was. I could see Dad wet his lips as he tried to discreetly watch what I was doing. I put the tights in my purse then, put my boots back on. I had to pull up my legs up to lace up the boots and tie each one. Once I was done, I just looked out the window at the winter beauty; not bothering to adjust my skirt. My pussy was so hot and tingly, I wanted to crawl up into Daddy's lap and get my cunt filled up with his thick cock.

We safely made it home and I hopped out. I fixed my skirt (like I just noticed) and was presentable by the time I came around the truck. We cut the twine and got the tree out of the back of the truck. Dad and I hauled the tree into the house. We muscled it into the living room. We had already rearranged the furniture so the tree would sit in front of the picture window. That way, the lights twinkling on the tree would look so pretty from inside and out.

Daddy set it in the corner. "Ash, I got the lights out and checked them last night. They're in the spare room. I'll set the tree in the stand and arrange the skirt. Why don't you bring the boxes with the decorations in here? You and I can get the lights and garland onto the tree. We'll finish decorating the tree tonight," Daddy said.

Dad and I made quick (and very pretty) work of the tree. He stretched out on the couch after we were finished with that portion of the work. He put in the movie "Scrooged", while I went upstairs. I took a hot shower to warm up after being outside all morning. Plus, I desperately need to scratch the tingling itch between my legs. I took my rubber dildo into the shower with me and eased the firm tool up into me while I stretched out in the hot spray. The water ran down my lithe frame as the hard rubber cock ran up into my tight cunt. My naughty teasing exposure had me aroused and I welcomed the sweet relief my plunging dildo gave me.

I wrapped a towel around me. It was too small for me, barely covering my nipples and not going past my tight cheeks. I went to check on Dad. He was sawing logs on the couch when I came into the living room. I kissed him lightly on the forehead, threw an afghan over him, and lowered the volume on the TV. I went back to my room upstairs, and listened to some music for a while. I pulled on a cute pink lace thong and a white tank top. I shook out my long wet hair and lay down on the bed.

I left my door open so I could hear when Mom got home. The Roadhouse rarely closes, so Mom was still going to work while Dad and I were off for our Christmas breaks already. Mom got home at about 6 pm. I threw on a pair of jeans and a tight t-shirt. My bra-less nipples were poking against the thin soft material. I joined Mom and Dad downstairs.

Mom saw the tree and exclaimed, "Wow, Ben! You and Ash really out did yourselves this year. That's gorgeous."

"Thanks honey," Dad said yawning, "It was just begging to come home with us."

Mom shrugged off her leather coat and said, "Ash, could you throw something together for dinner? We can start decorating the tree when we are done."

I made some pasta and my garlic bread. Mom loves the marinara sauce I make. I got it ready and left it on the stove on low. I went upstairs and chatted with Mom while my sauce simmered. 

"Did you and your Dad have fun?" Mom asked.

I smiled wickedly, "Mmm-hmmm. I know I had fun, and I'm willing to guess Dad enjoyed his day as well."

Mom giggled that naughty giggle of hers that I knew so well now. "Ash," she said, "what did you do?"

"Nothing big, Mom," I told her, "A little bit of flashing is all. I had my tights on today and I had a camel-toe he got to see plenty of. Then, on the way home, he got to a long eye-full of my hoo-ha. He was so hard."

"Be patient, honey. Come Christmas....," she let the idea just hang there. We both knew what I planned to give Dad this year.

We went and had dinner. Then, Mom and I went upstairs to get in our PJs to decorate the tree. Dad had changed into his shorts and a t-shirt earlier, so he went to put in "It's a Wonderful Life" and turned on the house Christmas lights. It gave the room a warm cozy glow.

Mom's PJs were a thin yellow camisole top that barely contained her huge boobs and clearly showed her pale rose colored nipples through the fabric. She also had on a matching pair of yellow linen pants. Her white thong could barely be seen as it disappeared between her gorgeous rump. Her plump ass did look good. Mom made three cups of cocoa and took them into the living room with us. Dad had all boxes of ornaments, that I'd gotten out of the spare room, spread out across the floor.

I put on a long purple nightshirt that came to just below my butt cheeks. If I went up on my tiptoes, the curves of my ass were visible. My firm young tits pushed into the comfortable cotton and my nipples tightened up into tingling peaks. I put some lotion on my smooth legs, but otherwise left them bare. I kept on the pink lace thong. I wanted to tease Daddy a little, but not show it all. My moist lips were only barely visible through the pink lace. I grabbed a purple pair of footies to keep my toes warm and went downstairs; my blond wavy hair tied back in a pony-tail.

Mom sat on the couch watching the movie, relaxing, and would occasionally direct us, while Dad and I buzzed around the tree. Since we had taken care of the lights and garland earlier, it was just the matter of hanging stuff; bulbs, ribbons, the little ornaments we all had picked out over the years, and the stuff I'd made in school growing up.

My young tight twat was getting flashed quite a bit as I bent to hang a ribbon or stood on tippy toes to hook a bulb to a limb. Dad tented shorts were obvious and he seemed not at all bothered. I think he caught on to the game and was playing back too. His warm strong hands would touch me as he would move past. He'd hold my hips as I tippy-toed to reach those higher spots. I had a step stool and whenever I climbed up on it, he was I the perfect vantage point to look up my night shirt and gaze at my wet panties. My firm young ass, high-lighted by my extreme tan lines, shone in the cozy twinkling lights, Between the Christmas lights and the flickering light of the television, Daddy was getting a tantalizing view of my taut asset. I could feel his rock hard cock as he moved about me.

I was so hot and aroused by the long day of teasing fun. My little panties were clinging to my dewy cunt lips and the lace was tickling my erect button. If not for the three hot cups of cocoa and the fresh cut evergreen scent, I'm sure the smell of wet young pussy would have been evident in the living room. The tree was done and not a moment too soon. My body was ablaze. My nipple were painfully straining against the thin night shirt, the "braille" around my nipples was beyond noticeable. My tanned skin was flushed and tingly and my shaved cunt was wet and need some attention again already. Man, Dad turned me on so much. "Wow. You guys did and awesome job," Mom said. "You two do some good stuff together: the tree, the lights and the decorations. I should leave you two along more often." We all chuckled, although Dad's was still a bit nervous.

"Thanks, Mom. I'm beat. I didn't take a nap like some lazy bones," I said, pointing a finger at Dad in mock accusation. "I'll see you guys in the morning." I started up the stairs, but stopped just out of sight. I stayed to listen to Mom talking to Dad. It was Mom's sexy tone that stopped me.

She purred, "My my, Ben. Look at that big cock you have raging. It's so hard. Liked spending the day with that sexy little minx of ours huh?"

I peeked around the corner to watch them.

Daddy nodded, "Oh God, Lisa. You have no idea what I've been through today. There were so many times today that I wanted to fuck that girl silly Daughter or not, I wanted that pussy so much. She can't be so oblivious that she isn't aware of what a cock-tease she is being. Can she?"

"Oh, I'm sure she knows, Ben," Mom assured him, "You seemed to be doing a fair bit of teasing too. I saw the roaming hands all over your baby's sexy firm body. Your cock was obviously hard the whole time. He looked like he wanted to come out and say, Hi."

"He still wants to come out and play," Dad said lustfully.

I watched them anxiously. I didn't have to wait but a second. Daddy was standing next to Mom's chair with his shorts down to his knees. Mom's blonde head quickly swooped in and began bobbing back and forth along his smooth engorged shaft. Dad slid the straps of her cami top down and was fondling her big plump tits. (Man, I wished I had bigger tits like Mom and Aunt Sue.)

"Mmm. You think she is listening to us?" Dad asked.

"I hope so," Mom told him, "Maybe she'll be inspired to join us after all."

"Oh fuck yea, Lis." Dad squeezed one of her big melons, tweaking her erect, nubby nipple.

I dragged my panties off. They became a sopping wet little bundle on the step next to me. I continued watching my hot sexy parents as my fingers drew tantalizing circles around my stiff clit. My small gasps were barely contained. The arousal was roaring through my body. My blood stream was filled to the trembling point with adrenalin. Mom had slid off her PJs and had one hand jacking Daddy's thick rod while her other diddled her twat. I could see Dad's lust contorted face as Mom sucked and licked his steely cock.

"Aahh, that's it honey," Daddy groaned, "Suck that cock, sweetie, suck it. Mmm. Oh yea."

Daddy slid his big strong hand down to mom's wet slit. Mom's cunt was wide open as Dad's fingers were slicing back and forth through her glistening wet lips. His fingers sawing powerfully into her gash were pulling long moans from Mom.

"I can't wait until that's me," I thought. Dad was such a skilled and attentive lover. I knew once I had him, he would give me that same level of pleasure that was so evident on Mom's face and spilling from her lips.

"Oh yes, Ben. I need it now. C'mon honey," Mom was begging as she whipped her top the rest of the way off. Dad sat on the floor and got his clothes the rest of the way off as well.

Mom got over him and I could see she was going to ride that succulent tool. With her back to me and Daddy on his back, neither could see me. I took the chance to move further into the living room. From where I was now standing behind the couch, I had the perfect unimpeded view. Mom was straddling Daddy. I watched as she reached between her legs and spread her throbbing lips and slowly impaled her cunt on this pulsing cock. The colorful Christmas lights cast a twinkling glow on their nude forms.

Daddy gasped in ecstasy. His hands scooped up her cheeks and with powerful motions of his legs, he began pushing his meat up into Mom. Her squeals and giggles and moans were a wonderfully erotic testament to the delight Daddy was delivering. Her own legs pushed up and down as well, and soon, she and Dad had a skin slapping rhythm. I knew Mom's "fuck noises" by now and I was getting to enjoy Dad's now too. Mom had high pitched squeals and low deeper moans. Dad's noises were animalistic and guttural.

My own fingers were sluicing into my pussy. The squishing noises were loud, but would not be heard over the wild pair fucking so vigorously on the living room floor. I saw Mom's spine straightened as she tensed up. Her orgasm rushed in hard. Dad's hands gripped her hips and he pushed up long and hard, roaring out his orgasm as well.

My own hands drove me to my orgasm hard and fast. I drifted to the floor behind the couch. I could still hear them kissing as I crawled away. On shaking hands and trembling knees, I dragged myself up to my room, scooping up my damp panties on the stairs on my way. I didn't bother close the door as I climbed bare assed into my bed. I drifted off to sleep almost instantly. My dreams were blissful images of Daddy enjoying his gift: me.




Christmas Shopping Ch. 04 Pt. 01



The Christmas we would not soon forget was fast approaching.

To be continued. 



Christmas Shopping Ch. 04 Pt. 02



The finale. Again, I will be continuing to assume you read the other chapters and know who everyone is and how part one ended. I do suggest reading the entire series in order to understand the progression of events. I hope you enjoy the end of this series. The characters are fictional and exist only here and in my mind. All are over eighteen years of age. 

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Later that night, I woke up to the sounds of branches smacking against my bedroom window. I opened the window and a cold gust of snow and chill wind assaulted me. I reached out and shook the branches, causing most of the snow and ice to fall off, and the branches once again rose above my window.

The cold breeze had made me fully awake though. I looked at my clock and I had only gone to bed three hours ago. It was still the middle of the night. I decided to make a cup of cocoa and warm up in the living room. I figured Miracle on 34th Street, a cup of hot chocolate and a cozy blanket in a roomful of soft twinkling lights would be the perfect way to relax, warm up, and allow my body to get tired again.

I could hear Dad snoring in their room and I peeked in to see the two of them snug in their bed. I had no idea what sugar plums are, but I hoped they were dancing in their heads. I went downstairs still wearing just my night shirt. I got my hot chocolate and the movie and curled up on the couch under a fuzzy blankie. 

My plan backfired. Sitting on the couch only reminded me of the hot sex I had witnessed on the floor earlier tonight. I began to get aroused as I remembered the hot sexy scene. My pussy began to get wet and I realized that I wasn't going to get sleepy unless I took care of myself. I ran up to my room and grabbed my rubbery friend. I returned and repositioned myself on the couch. I pushed my shirt up over my tits and began sliding my fingers over my aroused pussy. One hand tweaked and tugged my hardened nipple as the other slid down and started stroking. My hand was rubbing wet circles around my sensitive clit. I didn't touch it, wanted to touch it, but instead I was driving the intensity of desire by barely missing my sensitive button.

I rubbed the rubbery head of my dildo against the clit, grazing it delicately. Jolting shudders of ecstasy rolled through my form. I imagined my dad's firm strong hands on me, gripping me, taking me as his lover. Slowly the thick firm toy was entering me, causing me to groan as it opened my hole. My cunt was slick and ready. I pushed the dildo into my body. I moaned lightly at the wonderful intrusion. I was definitely feeling warm and toasty as my body flushed in pleasure.

This wasn't meant to be a marathon session of enjoyment. I wanted the "O". I spread my legs wide as I thrust the lubricated tool rapidly in and out of my cunt. The one hand was still holding one of my pert titties, lightly flicking the nipple, keeping it an erect little point. The other hand, holding the dildo by the balls was a pumping piston. My breath was coming in as low moans and higher pitched gasps.

"Oh Daddy," I murmured softly, "Yes Daddy, oh give me your cock. Aahh. Mmm. You feel so good in me."

That was it. I tensed up, eyes shut tight, and mouth open in a silent "Oh" as my orgasm pulsed in wave after wave. My body was tingling all over. Goosebumps covered my skin as my breath came raggedly back. I was still sitting there with my legs spread wide with the glistening dildo half in my bald slit when I heard a quiet creak. I looked around quickly, but saw no one. I scooped up my belongings and crept back to my room. I peeked in on my parents again and they stilled appeared to be asleep. There was no snoring coming from Daddy though.

Daddy and I decorated the rest of the house and yard over the next couple of days and Christmas Eve arrived with a renewed flurry of activity. We dropped gifts off at the houses of various relatives, spoke on the phone to some, then drove over to the traditional Christmas Eve dinner and Grandma's.

Grandma Evelyn is the best. I always thought she looks like that "Granny" on Looney Tunes; the one that owns Tweety. I could imagine her with a rolling pin if she got mad. Thank God I never saw her mad enough to find out.

Grandma turned as we walked in, "Oh Ben, you look so nice. Wow. You all do."

Dad was looking nice. Dad had on a crisp white polo with a blue band on the collar and sleeves. He also had on a pair of black slacks and his dress shoes. Mom was wearing a long red V neck sweater that showed some impressive cleavage. She had on tiny red Christmas bulbs earrings. Her legs were encased in sexy black leggings and red high heels. It might sound slutty, but the sweater covered her voluptuous body well. Mom looked very pretty and very festive. I dressed cute for the dinner party. I had on a red Christmas "Santa" dress with a fat black belt and white fluff at the bottom, neck, and cuffs. I wore a Santa hat, red flats and white panty-hoes. I wanted to wear my black knee high boots but it didn't look right with the panty-hoes and I didn't have red leggings or stockings. I also had on a cute peppermint striped Christmas thong.

When we got to Grandma Evelyn's, it was only about noon, but all the uncles, aunts and cousins were already there. Everyone had a great time. We ate out fill of Grandma's awesome cooking. We watched a couple of our favorite Christmas movies: It's a Wonderful Life and It Happened on 5th Avenue. I had so much fun. We all picked at the food and desserts everyone had brought. 

Soon enough, the younger kids were begging to open presents. We each got one gift. We "oohed" and "ahhed" over each gift. Grandma Evelyn said we had time for one more movie, but that was it or Santa would be forced to skip our houses.

We put in Christmas in Connecticut. Soon, the little ones began drifting off. I knew I would be on "Child Carrying" duty once we started loading cars. I went in to the kitchen to re-fill my pop. I didn't realize Uncle Mike followed me.

"Wow Ash, I didn't say anything earlier but that is a really hot outfit. What's underneath?" Uncle Mike asked from the doorway. 

I turned to look at him with a naughty smile on my face. I leaned back against the counter and slowly lifted the skirted bottom, showing him the red and white striped thong.

He smiled, "Looks festive."

"Oh that's not all," I told him. I pulled the panty to the side to show him my bare slit, "Freshly shaved."

"Mmmm. That does look good. It looks good enough to eat," he said, licking his lips.

Uncle Mike walked over to me as I stayed against the counter. He leaned in kissing me. His strong body and total masculinity made me weak in the knees. His hand dipped down between my legs. I was already wet and ready. Two fingers toyed with my moist slit as I clutched his strong arms. His middle finger slithered up into me while his thumb provided wonderful stimulation to my clit.

"I can't wait to fuck you again," he whispered hoarsely, "Let's go downstairs."

Just then we heard Mom call out, "Mom, you'll miss it. Ben, pause it for Mom."

"I'll be right back," Grandma Evelyn said, "I'm just getting some more marshmallows for my cocoa."

Uncle Mike and I separated quickly. I added ice to my pop and he snagged a piece of pumpkin pie and began eating as Grandma came in.

Grandma Evelyn said, "You two are missing the movie."

"I'm on my way back in," I replied.

I took my pop back into the living room and curled up on the old couch with Mom and Dad. Mom was stroking my hair and I laid my head in her lap. I put my feet in Dad's lap too. Neither protested and it was comfortable to be stretched out in a cozy house having them gently caress my head and feet. I wondered if Daddy could see up my dress. I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew, Mom was nudging me to help take stuff out to the cars.

I helped Aunt Carol and Uncle Steve take their stuff out to their SUV, then went back in and grabbed my little angel, Tyler. I bundled him up and put him in his car seat and took him. The vehicle had heated up by now and he was snug little bug. They left while the rest of us cleaned up and loaded our vehicles. We said our good-byes and Merry Christmases and departed.

When we got him, we went through the unloading and putting it all away. Dad turned on the Christmas lights all over our property and turned the heat up a little bit. Mom went upstairs to bed and Daddy and I stayed up for a little bit. Dad had changed into a t-shirt and his sweat pants. I had on a pajama set. The set consisted of a tight purple yoga pants and a matching sleeveless top. The camel toe that Dad seemed to enjoy was on display for his gazing pleasure.

I asked him, "Dad, did you have fun tonight?"

"You bet," he replied, "Evelyn sure can cook. It was fun to watch the little ones and remember how you kids used to be when you still believed in Santa and stuff. I haven't seen Carol and Steve in a long time either, so that was nice." Then he chuckled, "Did you see Steve eye-ballin' your mom's cleavage? I thought his eyes were gonna pop out of his head."

We laughed for a bit. Dad stood up and put on one of his old Christmas records with the classic singers. He had it on low so it gently filled the room but not much farther so as not to wake Mom. 

"Time to put the presents out kiddo," he announced. "I'll bring the rest up from the basement and you get them under the tree, okay? We'll knock it out then hit the hay."

This was it I decided. I went up to my room and donned my gay apparel. It was a sexy lingerie elf outfit I ordered online. It had red and white candy cane thigh high stockings, a thin sheer green lace g-string, a green baby-doll top with red around edges and little bells, and a funny elf hat. The material of the baby-doll allowed my honey colored nipples and tummy to show through. It was all quite sheer. I went back down to the living room. My pussy was clearly exposed as well.

Dad was back in the basement again, bringing up the last of the presents, but he had most of them already deposited on the floor and couch. I took the gifts, got on all fours and began sliding them under the tree. My pert exposed ass was pointed and the basement door. I heard his foot steps coming up into the living: then I heard him stop and gasp.

"Oh my God, Ash," Daddy began, "What are you wearing? That is so sexy, baby."

I knew he could see my dewy lips through the sheer green panty as it divided my ass, molded to my cunt but his nothing from his lustful gaze. I looked over my shoulder at him as I pushed another present under the tree stretching out like cat. He was trembling with shock and excitement. The bulge in his sweatpants was obvious. He wasn't as long as Uncle Mike but I knew he was thick and was gonna fill me perfectly.

"You should always open one gift from the family on Christmas Eve," I told him seductively.

Daddy came closer to me; the hunger was burning in his eyes. The love for his daughter was still there, but inflamed with desire. The teasing had done its job and Daddy had no resistance to what I was offering.

He still tried. "Ash, I don't know sweetie," he started.

"Daddy, I want you. Please. Mom knows this is happening," I revealed. I finally let him in on all of it. He went from shocked, surprised, aroused, excited, and finally arrived at ready. 

I was directly in front of him still on my knees. Looking down at him, he was getting an eyeful of my firm young globes. My wide eyes looked up at him pleadingly as my heart raced. I was craving that bulge in his sweat pants and I long last, I was going to have it.

I reached up and grabbed the waistband of his sweats. I dragged them off his hips past his ass. Daddy's thick cock sprang up and swatted me in the chin. I licked the cockhead lightly, savoring the first taste of Daddy's meat. His head was back, eyes shut as he moaned in ecstasy. I took him in my mouth. Daddy was so aroused and rigid and it turned me on so much. My tongue was working its own magic as my mouth bobbed back and forth on his erect muscle.

Daddy reacted, thrusting his shaft deep into my throat. He grabbed my long tangled hair and began pumping into my face. I reached up and latched onto his tightened ass. I wormed a finger into his butt and he pulsed in my mouth. I was consumed with love and need for Daddy. Erotic tingles ignited throughout my body. I treated my strong loving Dad to the finest head I had ever given to anyone. It worked wonders too. Soon, his thick veiny cock began erupting his tangy cum down my throat. I moaned as I swallowed the warm salty spunk. I was on cloud nine as I savored this moment. I sucked him dry, swallowing all of his delicious jizz. Daddy's knees sagged a bit, but I stayed where I was, still sucking his glorious cock. I wanted to keep him hard. I needed it in my tight wet slit.

Daddy finally staggered back. "Hold on, Ash, hold on. It's too much. I'm not a young man anymore. I need some time. Let me do something for you."

As one of those old singers sang Let it Snow, Daddy brought me up to him and we kissed passionately for the first time. Out tongues dueled frantically as we tasted each other fully. Dad's big firm hands reached down to cup my tiny butt. His warm hands kneaded the two mounds of my ass cheeks for long moments. Dad hands then came up to claim my sensitive little titties. His fingers pulled the little green cups down under my boobs, causing the bells on the lingerie to jingle. He lowered his head to take one hard nipple in his mouth, licking and biting delicately at the hardened peak causing me to moan in delight. I reached down and began lightly pumping his shaft feeling it pulse and harden anew. Daddy sucked and licked my boobs making my nipples into diamond hard peaks. He kicked his sweats the rest of the way off.

I could feel my cunt juices trickling down the insides of my thighs. I was wet and insanely aroused. I couldn't take it. With a moan, I flopped back onto the couch. Daddy squatted before me and moved between my spread legs. He brought his head to my tight shaved pussy. He pulled the sheer green lace to the side. With a growl in his throat, his hands grasped the waist band of the tiny panties and ripped them off my quivering form, and tossing them away from me. I shivered at the thrill of my having my thong torn away so ferociously. I could feel his tongue as it swirled around my engorged clit. My cunt was slick with my girlish honey. Daddy loved it as his probed my wet hole with his stiff tongue. I was in heaven. Most of the younger guys I know aren't into this and I was getting off to every second of it.

Daddy's tongue glided up and down my wet folds, tasting every inch I had for him. He spread my lips with his fingers and pushed his middle finger down into me deep. Dad stroked my wet honey pot with his fingers getting them slick. He pushed a second finger in and out of me. I was so turned on that his fingers plunged into my cunny without any resistance. My pussy welcomed the penetration.

Dad continued lashing me with his tongue and his fingers sawed into my body. My hands gripped his hair holding him tight to my twat. I wanted him even deeper. I started thrusting up to meet him. His mouth and hands were working at a fever pitch and soon I was bucking, moaning and panting as he pushed me over the edge. Our bodies were shiny with sweat and the Christmas lights twinkled and danced across our flushed forms. Walking in Winter Wonderland was floating through the living room as I regained my senses and Daddy regained his rugged erection.

He laid me on the floor; the same floor he'd fucked Mom on not so long ago. I straddled his large body, my stocking clad legs spread wide. My hands slid down my tingling body, pulling my lips open. I felt the hot head of his cock caress my slick canal. I gasped and threw my head back causing my elf hat to fall off. I slowly impaled myself on Daddy's tusk. Deeper, he pushed into me. He felt harder and bigger tan I remembered. I hoped I was right; that I was pushing to new heights of desire. I reached down and pulled the bay doll up and off. Clad in just my striped stockings, my body was now in full display for Daddy.

"Oh, Daddy! You feel so-o-o-o good," I cried, unable to contain the intense sensations that were coursing in my tight form.

I dropped down on him. I heard him moan as he pushed up, driving his turgid shaft deep in the tight channel of my cunny. I gasped loudly as my head snapped back, my curls whipping after. I felt Dad's cock began to journey deeper into my vagina. My wet folds clung to his gooey tool as his shaft pushed deep into my canal. 

The lovely melody of Silver Bells drifted about the living room. We developed a sexy rhythm of our won. I was being pleasured in slow steady strokes. I gasped for air as I bounced upon his lap. His cock felt so big filling my tight cunny. I spread my legs and planted my feet flat on either side of his thick form. Supporting me and holding my thighs wide, daddy helped me maintain that sexy rhythm on his cock. I closed my eyes, bunching my fingers up in my hair and groaning in passion as incredible waves of intense sensations washed over my naked flesh. 

Daddy looked at me with such passion, "Oh Ash, you are so gorgeous, baby. So beautiful."

My pussy squelched wetly around his throbbing rod as I gave myself totally to him. I moaned aloud when Daddy's big manly hands reached up to fondle and tug my quivering boobs. I leaned back pushing my tits into Dad's masculine hands. I felt the intense orgasm pound my body as I rode Daddy's shaft. Mom had to have been awoken by my high pitched screams as I creamed Daddy's dick with my womanly discharge. His swollen member was slick with my juices and the smell of pussy was thick in the living room.

I drifted off of Dad and lay next to him. My body curled up next to his warm form. He caressed me sweetly, letting me cuddle against him in the afterglow of my release. Bing began dreaming of white Christmas; the melody drifted through the living room.

"I love you, Dad," I told him, "I wanted this so much."

Daddy grinned at me, "I'm not done with you yet, sweetheart. It's Christmas and I'm still going to enjoy my gift."

My eyes widened in mock fear, "Oh, Daddy, what do you plan to do now."

"Let me take you from behind," he growled.

I rolled over onto my hands and knees and looked at him over my shoulder. Daddy wasted no time mounting me. He slid his glistening rod, under my trembling tushy and sank himself intothe folds of my aroused twat.

I gasped and snapped my head back, sending my blonde mane back again. He drove his shaft into me until his stomach was grinding into my butt. He gave a loud animalistic roar as he penetrated my tight form. I pushed my ass back to him and sank the small of my back, creating a delicious, deeper penetration. He groaned at the sight of me pushing back against him. He grasped my hips and pulled me back, lodging me up on his large thick pole. His hips began pumping forcefully and his abs slapped against my sweaty shiny upturned rear end.

Again and again, he pummeled me, causing the globes of my butt to shake and shiver as he banged against me. I moaned as Daddy thrust mercilessly into my slit, pushing me ever closer to another shattering climax. The nipples of my firm young tits grazed the carpet, sending thrills through me. I lifted my head, looking back at Daddy's passionate gaze. I moaned incoherently as Dad ravished my young body so completely. I lost control as wave after wave of an orgasmic storm overtook my squirming body.

Daddy finally hit his own climax as my little pussy tightened and squeezed his throbbing cock. He groaned aloud and pulled me back to him grinding his engorged slimy tool deep in my pulsing cunny. I could feel him twitch inside me as his cock rocketed his spunk. Again and again, his jerked emptying more of his load into my writhing young form.




Christmas Shopping Ch. 04 Pt. 02



Daddy collapsed beside me and pulled against him to spoon me. We lay there, gasping and sucking air. Our bodies twitched and shivered as the last sensations ran through us. The soft Christmas lights twinkled across our body and Holly Jolly Christmas played through the air. I could see our distorted forms in one of the silver bulbs on the tree.

We fucked once more that night. I rolled over onto my back and Daddy got between my long stockinged legs. He entered me again, taking us to heaven once more before we were both spent. We drifted off to sleep amongst the presents under the tree as the tunes continued to play.

I awoke the next morning still tucked against Daddy's broad chest, his arm banded around my tummy. We had a thick blanket over us now and the music was off. I smelled bacon and looked toward the kitchen. I saw Mom moving about. She must have covered us. I extracted myself from Daddy and went into the kitchen still naked except for my candy cane stockings.

"Well, look at you little naughty miss thing," Mom said as I came in. "I don't know how we're gonna convince him to open anymore gifts now that he has opened the best one."

"I don't mind," I told her, "I already have all I wanted this year. We could just consider all the shopping done for next year."

Mom laughed, " Not on your life. Now run upstairs and clean up. I'll wake your Dad and send him up too. I want you both back in the living room in twenty minutes."

I ran upstairs and showered. I pulled back my hair into a pony-tail and touched up my make-up. I threw on some my Hello Kitty cami top and booty shorts. Now that Dad could unwrap me whenever he wanted; I wanted him to remember how I could tease and entice. I heard his shower going as I went downstairs. He joined Mom and I in the living room shortly after.

We had typical wonderful Christmas. Mom got a great tablet that kept her busy most of the day. We had so many fabulous gifts. Unfortunately, most of the presents were quickly set aside. Daddy and I each had the one gift we wanted most. Daddy played with his the rest of the day. It was the best Christmas ever....and it was only the beginning for us.