Cherry Christmas/Chapter Six
Cherry Christmas
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Chapter Six
“Stop that!” I scolded as I swatted Heather’s hand away when she tried to snatch a piece of bacon from my plate.
However, she decided an indirect approach was necessary so she implemented plan B. The little nymph climbed into my lap, plastered me with a big kiss and poked her tongue between my lips. Laughter broke out across the table as our audience watched her pinch two rashers from my plate, and then she gracefully slunk back into her seat while she tucked them into her mouth. You should have seen the smug and defiant look on her face that showed how much she relished putting one over on her dad.
“Mum,” I directed to my wife, “Did you see what your daughter just did?’
“She’s only half mine,” she informed me, “You know how determined she is when she wants something.”
“She did have a point,” I thought, while I lifted the girl squealing from her seat, sat her in my lap, and then pulled her lips to mine for another kiss and a taste of the pilfered bacon.
Holly came to my rescue and ran one of her rashers under my nose while she told me, “You can have mine if you kiss me like that.”
So, I made a big production of dumping her sister back in her seat before I snatched the bacon from her, gave her peck on the lips, and then gobbled it right down. Then, I pulled her into my lap and fed her a piece of my fried bread. A scuffle ensued after the older sister yanked her from my lap and down they both went to the floor and I had to tear them apart squealing.
Heather punched me, so I tossed her over my lap, drew up her skirt and lightly swatted each of her bare cheeks while she swung her legs in indignation. Her sister got into the act and laid a few, not so gentle, smacks that left hand prints. So, Heather decided it was time to kill her sister and chased her screaming through the landing.
“I’m not sure if I will be able to wait my turn,” my wife informed me as she plopped herself in my vacant lap, “See, I’ve still got them on,” she lifted her skirt to show me her thong, and then tucked my hand between her legs, “But, they’re kind of wet.”
“We can’t have that,” I informed her as I slipped a finger under the gusset and into the slippery heat, “I’m still a bit hungry after Heather pinched my bacon.”
“I wouldn’t mind a bit if you wanted a little something extra to eat,” she told me as Holly flew into the room.
“Mum, what are you doing?” She asked.
“Your mum is kind of itchy and needs some attention too,” she informed her youngest, “Please, please let me have him for just a bit?”
“But, mum, you promised, it’s my turn now,” the girl declared in outrage.
“I won’t take much of your time,” my wife assured me with a little peck on the lips.
“A promise is a promise,” I told her and then nibbled on her lips and mumbled in a low voice, “I’m dying to open her gift.”
She felt the lump that had formed under her bum and squeezed it, telling me, “Alright, if I have to wait. I’ve got you bagged after dinner…,” and she left the words hanging in the air.
“I thought Willow was coming by after dinner?” I inquired.
“She is, but I’ll lock them all up together… while we… so we’re not disturbed,” my wife suggested.
Heather appeared on the sidelines and squealed along with her sister, “Willow’s coming!”
“See, they’ll have so much fun together, they won’t miss a thing,” my wife assured me. “Meanwhile,” she plonked Heather in my lap, and told me, “You two have fun while Holly and me get your present ready,” and then escorted the excited tyke from the room.
The girl wiggled her bum on my growing pole and whispered, “I’m a bit sore now.”
I gave her a hug and kiss before I told her, “You’ll mend in no time. Was it as good as you expected it would be?”
She bit her lip, nodded and asked, “Can we do something else that’s fun?”
“Why don’t I surprise you? I believe you will like it.”
She nodded her head quickly and I tossed her over my shoulder squealing and then rained tender little swats over her soft little bum cheeks while she lightly pounded her fists on my back. Then, I stood her on the bed and whisked her dress off.
But then she jumped down and informed me, “I’m taking yours off…,” and tore my dressing gown away.
Old willy proudly reared his head with a sticky little bead poised in his only eye, which now threatened to slide to the floor. My little bird grasped and held me steady while she slurped it away with a naughty glint of mischief on her face. So, I scooped her up and tossed her face first on the bed with a bounce and a squeal.
Before she could resist, I swooped in, pulled her precious cheeks apart and landed a juicy kiss on her wrinkled little pucker. Of course, there was so much of her slippery secretions between her cheeks, I had to lick it all up before I moved back to my main objective; her winking bottom hole. Then, I pulled the little muscled ring apart and lapped the soft centre until it relaxed, before I speared my stiffened tongue into it.
“Ew,” she squealed, “That feels so nasty.”
“Want me to stop?” I inquired.”
“You had better not,” she informed me, “It’s making my fanny tingle like mad.”
Then, I slicked up a fingertip in her juice, while I carefully avoided the inflamed hole and popped it easily through the little muscular ring. She wiggled her bum and giggled while I buried it to the knuckles and twisted it around inside her.
“How do you like that?” I asked and she answered by rolling head around while she groaned in pleasure.
The little sphincter relaxed so much, its wrinkled mouth yawned open enough I could slip my tongue in so deep I could lap the slick walls of her rectum. That really made her wiggle and hunch herself into my mouth. Since I didn’t believe it would irritate her, I pressed my thumb into her clit and rolled it around, which really got her attention. So, she quickly climbed to her knees and twisted her bum against my mouth.
“I hope you’ll let me have a taste?” my wife asked.
When I looked around, I spotted Holly with her chin tucked and a drawn with a sad expression and immediately asked, “What wrong?”
“I convinced her she would stretch enough by Christmas so her daddy could have her cherry, but it didn’t work out like we planned and she’s not quite ready. However, I told her you could still give her a shag… and it would feel almost as good in her bottom. She seemed to go along with the idea until I washed her bottom out. Let’s say she was less than enthusiastic about having water squirted up her bum. But, I can testify that she is clean, inside and out now.”
So, I pulled the girl into my arms for a hug, gently ran my hands over her back and reassured her, “There, there, no need to be so sad. It’s not like the world ended or anything. We can always try it when you’re ready.”
Then, the tears rolled down her cheeks while she explained, “I wanted to do it just like Heather...”
“Would you like to try it in your bottom? I believe you will like it and I know I will.”
“You’ll like doing it in my bum?” Her eyes questioned me at first, but then they lit up with a glimmer of hope while she considered it.
“Of course I will… the sexiest bum in the whole town.”
“You think it’s that sexy? Even sexier than Heather’s?”
“I wouldn’t go that far, but I will say it would take a close, side by side comparison for me to tell.” I lifted her chin with a finger and asked, “What do you say, Miss Sexy Bum? Want to give it a go?” Then, planted a soft little pucker on her lips.
She softly nodded her head, while I squeezed her bum and when I tried to rub her little pucker, I discovered that something was in the way. So, I looked between her cheeks and was surprised to fine the base of a big butt plug and looked to my wife with a question on my face.
“She liked it before and I thought it would help,” she informed me.
So, I pulled it out a little ways and the thing was huge. I was amazed that something so big would fit so easily in her tiny back hole. But, it did and I knew she wouldn’t have a problem with something a bit smaller.
“It fits in me too,” Heather informed us and I was just as astonished with her revelation.
The revelations dazzled me and I wondered what other nasty little secrets I might uncover. It’s not that I was put off by any of it. As intensely erotic as it was, I would say quite the contrary.
I gave her bum another squeeze and helped her kneel on the bed with her bum pointed north and her cheek on the covers. Carefully, I eased the plug out over the widest part, and then easily stuffed it back in with minimal resistance.
“Are you ready, Missy?” I asked her and she nodded her head.
So, I pulled the plug all of the way out and admired the massive gape that was left. I swear, it was opened so wide and so deep, I could see her back teeth. It fascinated me because I had never examined the inside of an arse before, but quickly decided that this would not be the only time. It’s amazing what the plug was capable of doing and decided to put it to future use.
Before I could set it down, Heather snatched it from my fingers, pulled her feet behind her ears and popped it into her little bum hole. Gawd, that was just too much for me and could feel the sperm simmer in my balls. One more surprise like that and I was going to leave a gooey mess.
However, I couldn’t let that happen and mustered all of the grit and determination I held in reserve while my wife slicked a handful of lube over my cock and tenderly informed me, “She waiting.”
That she was and the hypnotic sway of her hips drew my cock into her gaping hole like a strong, irresistible magnetic field. I simply slipped past the threshold and into the slick little tunnel, to the root I might add, before the ring of muscle snapped shut and held me in place. It was not only steamy, but cooking hot inside her bum and singed every nerve ending on my meaty probe. With her hips gripped in my hands, I steadied myself and with great effort could only withdraw a little. The hole was so tight, I could barely move. So, I held her firmly while I pressed my thumb into her moist slit and diddled her little clit.
The burst of sensation struck her so hard she almost collapsed, but instead drew herself up and shook her bum. She had relaxed enough for me to get a nice, short stroke in before she slammed her bum back into me and ground it into my pubic bone. So, my next stroke was not so short or so gentle and I nailed it in so hard you could hear my balls slap against her pussy. Then, I held her steady while I whisked my thumb over her clit and hammered a nice set of deep plunges into her arse which made her wail. I had never been into buggery, but this arse fucking thing was to be commended. Not only were we both into it now, but from the slosh of my wife’s fingers and the way my oldest plunged the butt plug into her arse, I believed we were deep into the holiday spirit of things.
“Fill me up… fill me up,” the little girl pleaded.
At that point, the sperm was held in my balls by a thread… which was ready to break and her words were like a knife. No matter how much I wanted it last, which was not to be the case, her little arse was just too good.
“Sweetheart, daddy’s filling that sexy bottom of yours up…,” I bellowed as I buried myself to the root one last time before the dam burst.
My cock felt like a canon that fired 100mm gelatinous wads of white hot nut butter so deep into her anal cavity, it nourished her tummy with liquid protein while she screamed, “I can feel it… I can feel it.”
That first mighty spout felt like it hollowed my balls out, but they kept coming and coming so hard it was painful. My knees shook while my grip became so weak I could barely support myself by her hips. Then my wife eased me down on my back and gobbled my cock down her throat.
All I could do was smile at her while she sucked my fading member and I thought, “I can’t believe she just did that.”
But, that was not the extent of her nasty proclivities. She quickly fastened her lips to her daughter’s unplugged arse hole and vacuumed my spend right out. After she had salvaged most of my contribution, she had the girl sit on her mouth so she could enjoy the last little dregs.
End Chapter Six
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