Cherry Christmas/Chapter Seven
Cherry Christmas
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Chapter Seven
It wasn’t ten o’clock and I believed I was finished for the day, you know, completely done in, the wasted away empty shell of the walking dead… but, not quite true because I didn’t have the strength left to walk. Way too much excitement for so early in the day, but it was incredible.
While I counted sheep, the grazing variety, because none of them had the strength to jump, I woke to a nice squeeze of my cock, which for some unearthly reason was still hard. With a nibble to my lips my wife whispered, “We’re going to Jerry’s to pick up the food. Willow’s going with us but Meagan and Kelley want to stay here with you.”
About the only response I could give was a little nod before I drifted back into the Land of Nod. How long I lay in a deep coma before the great shaking of the bed came, I have no idea. But, it was so violent it forced me to crack an eye open and make a cursory inspection for earthquake damage. No damage here but the bed had been been invaded by two little munchkins who were having a fine time jumping on it, with their shoes on. That was a major indiscretion and something I simply would not tolerate. The worst part was I had to pry my eyes open and abandon my rest in order to deal with it.
“What do you think you are doing?” I shouted at them and the girls froze with big rabbit eyes and a look of, “Uh, oh, we’re in deep poo poo now.”
It was short lived though and quickly turned to giggles when little Meagan pointed at my cock and advised us, “Unky’s got a big boner!”
Allow me to grace you with the low down skinny on my niece; she was something of a ‘wild child’. Almost feral and I wondered sometimes if she had been secretly nurtured by wolves. I’ve never seen a six year old that could assert her independence and defy authority the way that child could. She was her own empire and not hampered by silly things such as parents. However, she had a crush on me and I was about the only adult who’s authority she respected. Add that to a blazing pair of wild brown eyes and an ungainly tangle of unruly shoulder length brown hair and you have the general picture. Suffice it to say that she was just under four foot and forty five pounds of pure mayhem packed into one small package.
But, her observation was accurate and sure enough, the old boy just wouldn’t go down. But in my current physical state, it was not something that I felt inclined to act upon. It was interesting though and more akin to a bout of priapism or a freak of nature.
That was until Kelly, my seven year old and more well mannered niece, dropped to her knees next to me and took matters into hand, telling her sister, “It’s bigger than dad’s.”
That made me feel good, knowing that my niece’s appreciated me, if for no other reason than I was bigger than my brother. As tired as I was, though, my niece’s hand began to feel awfully good and willy even twitched a little with the compliment.
“It moved,” my niece announced before she grabbed me with both hands and squeezed.
Of course, Meagan had to see for herself, so she dropped to her knees so she could closely inspect the merchandise herself. I thought their interest was surprising to say the least. I knew that Willow was more than a little naughty, which actually bordered on the nasty, but I never would have expected it from these two. What can I say, I underestimated how naughty little girls actually were; especially my nieces. They obviously knew about their dad’s boner and it gave me pause to wonder if they knew as much as their oldest sister did.
“He moved because he likes the way your hand feels on him,” I informed them.
Kelly gave me a few choice strokes and asked, “Can we make him spit up? Me and Meagan like to do that the best.”
After what I had been through, I really doubted they would get very far, but it might be fun to try and Meagan chimed in, “I can make the ball thingies make a lot more cream out,” before she, not so gently, took a grip on my bag.
While I winced in pain, she giggled as I pried her fingers off and cautioned, “Be very gentle with them because they’re very sensitive.”
Her sister, who seemed to be much more experienced in the matter, showed her how to tenderly roll the balls around in the bag and was quite good at it. At least she knew how to respect the family jewels and with her obvious experience, they might produce more cream. Of course, I wouldn’t complain if they didn’t and wondered, in my current condition, if she could get the cream to come out.
Meagan, however, wasn’t daunted in the least. She quickly stood up, stripped off her leggings and knickers, and then put a foot on either side of my head. She did have an adorable little hairless snatch and pert bum that made my mouth water. So, I helped her settle down to her knees and pulled the tasty cache of heavenly little girl bits to my mouth.
Kelly was instantly jealous of her sister, so she stopped stroking me and informed us, “I get to be next.”
It was my duty to give her equal time on my face, so I pulled away for a second and informed her, “Since you’re doing such a brilliant job down there, I’m going to lick you twice as much.”
She squealed when I told her that, so I figured she liked the idea. It made her double down in her effort to work the cream out and gave me a glimmer of hope that she would succeed at the task. I lifted Meagan’s skirt away from my face and couldn’t help but notice the smug look of self-satisfaction the girl had knowing she would get more than her fair share of licks out of the bargain.
Now that we had an agreement and my nieces were content, I was even more pleased to have a mouthful of sweet snatch while an excellent pair of obviously skilled hands worked my cock over. I growled and gnawed on the little pussy in my mouth while Meagan leaned forward and rested her weight on her hands. She shook her little twat and ground it into my mouth as she sought even more of the tingly sensations I gave her. Needless to say, I was sympathetic to her feelings. There was nothing quite as enjoyable to me as wringing an orgasm out of a little hairless pussy. Not only was the texture and flavour incomparable to anything else in the world, the gentle musk of her little girl scent was to die for. Every whiff traveled straight down that nerve to my cock and fired every neuron in its path along the way.
The girl’s clit was so tiny, though, that I couldn’t latch onto it with my lips, but held her wiggling hips steady while I delivered a series of fluttering tongue lashes which caused musical chirps to leap from her lips. Her obvious enjoyment was marked by pointed little spontaneous squeals that not only increased in intensity, but also in frequency until her little pussy fairly hummed against my mouth. So, I tripled my attack and whisked her little joy buzzer to a thick foam with my tongue.
Just as the little girl’s body jerked and went rigid, Kelly warned, “She pees when she gets her feeling.”
Unfortunately, the warning arrived as the girl’s orgasm brought its full weight to bear and I got a snoot, and mouth full of steaming little girl wee delivered at very high pressure. It was disconcerting at first, especially the amount that went into my nose, but I quickly recovered and sealed my lips around the source. I wasn’t keen on having her pee wet the bed, so I choose the most viable solution at hand; I swallowed. However, I should say gulped because it rushed into my mouth so fast it left me with no other alternative. Thankfully, her bladder was small and the crisis was short lived.
Kelly knew exactly what I was going through and thought it was hilarious. Thigh slapping hilarious and my thighs were the ones that got slapped. Her laughter was contagious and I couldn’t help but chuckle into my niece’s little, err, dripping pussy.
“She does that to all of us,” my niece Kelly informed me.
That left me with the interesting thought of, “Everyone in the girl’s family licks her pussy and she pees in their mouths when she reaches orgasm? Nah, it couldn’t be,” I reassured myself.
Meagan had stilled for a minute and slumped over me, but quickly reanimated and gave me a kiss, mindless of her own pee, and told me, “That was just super!” Then looked down and saw that her sister had not been successful in getting the cream out, so she informed me, “I’m going to make it spit up for you.”
Evidently, since her little sister had taken charge, Kelly was now relieved of her duty. That was quickly confirmed when Kelly dropped me like a hot sausage, stood up on the bed and stripped her clothes off. I couldn’t help but admire her naked glory… very nice!
Although she was the same age as my Holly, she was a bit bigger and heavier. Pleasingly so, and I couldn’t wait to run my hands over her bare little body. I loved her poochy little tummy and she had just enough fat on her chest to push her almost non-existent nipples out into little, but quite squeezable points. There was also her exceptional bubble butt, ripe for the squeezing. Of course I wanted to nuzzle my face between those plump cheeks so I could kiss and lick the wrinkled pucker hidden between them. Then, I wanted to suck that fat peach of a mons into my mouth and chew on it until she squealed. I really looked forward to not only seeing, but also taking my tongue on a deep journey through the sweet little valley.
She did a few twirls and struck a pose for me with one arm in the air and I told her, “You not only look ravishing, but absolutely delicious.”
When she heard that, she tossed her head back with a haughty little smile that said, “I have just the thing for you.”
That she did, and when she sat on my face, the soft globes of her bum nestled themselves around my cheeks while she settled her fragrant little pucker against my lips and told me, “Dad says this is his favourite part,” and it quickly became mine.
As the wild headiness of her pungent wrinkle invaded my nostrils, I was soon overwhelmed with its intoxicating earthiness. Redolent of the floor of a wood after a summer rain… with an extra, enticing, snappy and evocative twist added. An aromatic, rich gaminess that punched straight into my cock. I held her cheeks apart while I sniffed, licked and nibbled around the deeply furrowed ring and wholeheartedly agreed with her father’s assessment. But, it became obvious that it was also her favourite pastime.
The little coos and sighs along with the intermittent chirp and squeak told me she loved to have her arse eaten and I was certainly the one to do it for her. As much as I loved eating my girl’s little bottom holes, don’t tell them, but they were nothing compared Kelly’s. My balls must have gone into overproduction the way my cock leaked and provided more than enough lubrication to keep Meagan’s little hands nice and slick.
Let’s say my canon was now primed and ready while it waited for the fire to be administered in order to make things go boom, which my niece so kindly pointed out when she told her sister Kelly, “It’s ready to go squirt.”
That must have been a cue because the girl quickly unplugged my tongue from her arse, something that grieved me for an instant, and then she flipped around and plugged me into her arse hole. It was a totally impromptu act that required no prior lubrication. That’s because my saliva provided all that was necessary to grease my cock’s journey into the smooth tube of her rectum. As soon as I felt the girl’s little arse gobble me inside its hungry mouth, I bellowed as my balls erupted and generously coated the spongy walls with everything required for me to seamlessly sink to the root and plant the last squirts deep inside my niece’s steamy colon.
End Chapter Seven
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