Christmas Party
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I followed Grace in to the kitchen where Momma had piled the table with a Christmas dinner big enough to feed a small army. The entire house smelled mouth watering with a blend of spices, sweets, and baked ham.
Papa Charles sat at one end of the table, with his mug of Irish coffee. I’m surprised he stuck around but glad he did. Momma sat beside him, looking like a sexy Christmas elf in a new house gown.
I took my seat with Grace on my left and Momma to my right. Our eleven year old son, David sat on Papa Charles’ left with Adam, his nine year old brother sitting beside him. Across from Adam, and beside Grace was Alice, eight years old and already a princess in her brother’s eyes. Little Bella climbed into Grace’s lap to dig into a pile of mashed taters with both hands.
“And what were you two doing under the mistletoe?” Momma asked.
I shrugged. “Just telling Gracie a Christmas story.” Grace giggled. “A sexy Christmas story.”
I tickled her. “You weren’t supposed to tattle.”
Momma laughed and the sound rang through the house. “I think all of Papa Jack’s stories have sex in them.” I winked at her. “Isn’t a proper story without the happy ending.”
Grace squirmed in her seat and I felt her hand on my thigh. “You didn’t tell me the ending, so the story isn’t finished yet.”
Momma gave me a knowing smile. “The best stories, are those that never end.”
After dinner I helped tuck all the k**s in, except for Grace. I found her in the living room, sipping hot chocolate with Momma under the mistletoe. I smiled to myself and went to give them both a loving kiss goodnight.
“Remember,” I whispered in Grace’s ear, “Santa doesn’t come until everyone is asleep.”
Grace giggled and pulled my ear down to her lips. “I know, but I wanna kiss Momma first.”
I gave her a wink and stepped back. “You two have a goodnight.”
I’d moved into the master bedroom with Momma a long time ago. Papa Charles now had his own room right next to ours. The boys shared my old room and our three girls had a room of their own.
After having a hardon for the past two hours, I think it’s necessary to tell you Momma caught me jerking off in our bed. She gave me a sexy smile and a strip tease as she danced towards the bed. I died and soared to heaven and back when she took my aching dick in her mouth. That’s how she distracted me from the little minx prancing through the door behind her.
Before I realized she was even there, Grace was shoving her long slender tongue into my surprised mouth. Momma swirled her tongue over the head of my dick and I heard a slap that made Grace giggle and wiggle. “I said you could watch.” Momma said with a smile.
“Sorry, Momma,” Grace pouted.
Momma reached out her hand and caught Grace by the wrist. “You naughty little girl, do I need to punish you?” Grace look at me, but all I could do was grin look a fool.
“How…”Grace swallowed, “how will you punish me Momma?”
“Get down here and watch what I do.”
Grace wiggled around and crawled towards Momma, putting that perky little butt right in my face. Momma whispered something too soft for my ears, then placed a kiss on the head of my dick. After a second’s pause, Grace gave my dick a sweet kiss just like her momma.
Momma whispered to her again while stroking her hand up and down my shaft. Then she pulled her hand away and I felt Grace’s soft palm wrap around me. Her hand wasn’t quite big enough to reach around, but it felt good just the same. Momma flicked her tongue over the tip, swirled it around my glands, then took the first four inches into her mouth. Between Grace pumping my shaft and Momma sucking on it, I really was in heaven.
Then Momma pulled away and slipped a hand behind Grace’s neck. I closed my eyes and trembled. Those perky little lips folded over the head and that tongue twirled and teased. Then Grace sucked me into her sweet mouth. I felt her lips stretch around me as she sucked and bobbed. Momma pushed her head down, inch by inch, until Grace choked on her first cock. “Don’t stop,” Momma told her, “just back up and do it again.”
Grace nodded her head and looked up at me. I gave her a smile. “Keep going baby, it feels fantastic.”
I felt her smile around my dick and she started sucking and bobbing. Each time she gagged, she just backed up, took a breath, then went back for more.
Momma moved to kiss me and put her lips next to my ear. “She wanted to watch us fuck.”
I laughed softly. “I figured as much, she tried to talk me into fucking her in the living room.”
That made Momma grin. “Well, it is her birthday.”
Grace must have heard. She popped her head up, slobber dripping down her chin with those sexy green eyes wide. “Can I Momma? Can I fuck Papa Jack for my birthday?”
Momma looked at me and I saw her grin widen. “No, you’re still being punished for being a naughty girl. And now you’ve disobeyed me, you should be sucking cock.”
“But Momma,” Grace whined, “it hurts my mouth, and I really want to fuck.”
Momma looked at me. “How would you like to punish her?” I grinned. “Hold her down.”
Momma nodded and Grace tried to run away, only to have Momma tackle her to the bed. Momma held her shoulders down and gave me a perfect opening for a tickle attack that had Grace giggling and squirming. She kicked up her legs and tried to flip over, each move showing more and more of her f******n-year-old body.
I waited for just the right moment before I leaned down and tasted her sweet virgin pussy. She had a few hairs growing, but they felt like silk against my nose. Her pussy looked like a little rosebud about to bloom. Her giggling turned into a soft whimpering moan. I looked up to see Momma kissing her and playing with those itty bitty titties.
“Why don’t you teach her what pussy tastes like Momma?”
Momma pulled back from their kiss. “Would you like that sweetie? You want to taste Momma’s pussy?” Grace moaned. “Yes, please Momma…”
Momma smiled and crawled over Grace, slowly lowering her hips to cover the girl’s chest. She wiggled her ass and I knew the instant Grace’s tongue found its mark. I went back to my desert.
I had Grace sloppy wet before I teased her small opening with a fingertip. She bucked her hips up in the air and moaned each time my finger rubbed against her.
“I don’t know if my dick will fit in this thing Momma, it’s much too tight.”
Momma gave me a wicked smile. “Just push that finger in her and give it a good stretch.”
Grace moaned out at just the idea of my finger entering her. That sounded like a Yes to me and I slowly nudged one through the hole. My fingers were long and skinny, so it went in easier than I expected. Our little girl really went wild then. I kept expecting to feel a hymen, but Grace was an active girl and most likely broke it climbing a tree or something. She sure did like having my finger in her though. “More Papa,” Grace moaned, “stretch me more.”
Momma laughed. “You heard her, Papa, put another finger in that tight little pussy.”
The second finger took a bit of time to wiggle inside her. I felt Grace have a small orgasm then and I gently massaged her soft pussy until it passed.
“How do you like the taste of Momma’s pussy babygirl?” “I love it Papa.”
Momma wiggled her ass and from the look in her eyes, Grace must have been doing a good job. I started working my fingers in and out slowly spread them apart as I leaned down for a good look, and another taste of my baby girl.
I felt more than saw Momma move and gave Grace’s little clit another lick. “You want a taste of our little girl Momma?” “You bet I do, Papa.”
I moved around to give Grace a taste of her own pussy and watched as Momma took over below. Grace surprised me, her little hands clasping around my dick to stroke me. I broke our kiss and let her guide my drooling member to her mouth. She sucked as I thrust gently into her warm mouth. I could feel her sexy little moans around my shaft and there was no way I could hold out any longer. “Papa’s gonna cum, are you ready for it babygirl?”
She hummed around me and I felt the first shot splatter against her throat. I held her head in place and gave her a few more short blasts before pulling out, the last shot dribbling off her chin. “That was wonderful, Grace, thank you.”
Grace looked up at me and swallowed. “Thank you, that tasted like magic.”
Momma giggled and looked at us both. “Think you can manage fucking this tight little pussy now?”
I nodded. “One time for her birthday, then we gotta get to sleep before Santa comes.”
Grace giggled. “Papa, I know who Santa is and he’s already came once.”
I grinned. “Santa likes to cum twice on Christmas.”
Momma laughed. “Sometimes he comes three or four times on Christmas.”
“Wow, Momma, can I sleep with you tonight?” Grace asked.
Papa Charles sat at one end of the table, with his mug of Irish coffee. I’m surprised he stuck around but glad he did. Momma sat beside him, looking like a sexy Christmas elf in a new house gown.
I took my seat with Grace on my left and Momma to my right. Our eleven year old son, David sat on Papa Charles’ left with Adam, his nine year old brother sitting beside him. Across from Adam, and beside Grace was Alice, eight years old and already a princess in her brother’s eyes. Little Bella climbed into Grace’s lap to dig into a pile of mashed taters with both hands.
“And what were you two doing under the mistletoe?” Momma asked.
I shrugged. “Just telling Gracie a Christmas story.” Grace giggled. “A sexy Christmas story.”
I tickled her. “You weren’t supposed to tattle.”
Momma laughed and the sound rang through the house. “I think all of Papa Jack’s stories have sex in them.” I winked at her. “Isn’t a proper story without the happy ending.”
Grace squirmed in her seat and I felt her hand on my thigh. “You didn’t tell me the ending, so the story isn’t finished yet.”
Momma gave me a knowing smile. “The best stories, are those that never end.”
After dinner I helped tuck all the k**s in, except for Grace. I found her in the living room, sipping hot chocolate with Momma under the mistletoe. I smiled to myself and went to give them both a loving kiss goodnight.
“Remember,” I whispered in Grace’s ear, “Santa doesn’t come until everyone is asleep.”
Grace giggled and pulled my ear down to her lips. “I know, but I wanna kiss Momma first.”
I gave her a wink and stepped back. “You two have a goodnight.”
I’d moved into the master bedroom with Momma a long time ago. Papa Charles now had his own room right next to ours. The boys shared my old room and our three girls had a room of their own.
After having a hardon for the past two hours, I think it’s necessary to tell you Momma caught me jerking off in our bed. She gave me a sexy smile and a strip tease as she danced towards the bed. I died and soared to heaven and back when she took my aching dick in her mouth. That’s how she distracted me from the little minx prancing through the door behind her.
Before I realized she was even there, Grace was shoving her long slender tongue into my surprised mouth. Momma swirled her tongue over the head of my dick and I heard a slap that made Grace giggle and wiggle. “I said you could watch.” Momma said with a smile.
“Sorry, Momma,” Grace pouted.
Momma reached out her hand and caught Grace by the wrist. “You naughty little girl, do I need to punish you?” Grace look at me, but all I could do was grin look a fool.
“How…”Grace swallowed, “how will you punish me Momma?”
“Get down here and watch what I do.”
Grace wiggled around and crawled towards Momma, putting that perky little butt right in my face. Momma whispered something too soft for my ears, then placed a kiss on the head of my dick. After a second’s pause, Grace gave my dick a sweet kiss just like her momma.
Momma whispered to her again while stroking her hand up and down my shaft. Then she pulled her hand away and I felt Grace’s soft palm wrap around me. Her hand wasn’t quite big enough to reach around, but it felt good just the same. Momma flicked her tongue over the tip, swirled it around my glands, then took the first four inches into her mouth. Between Grace pumping my shaft and Momma sucking on it, I really was in heaven.
Then Momma pulled away and slipped a hand behind Grace’s neck. I closed my eyes and trembled. Those perky little lips folded over the head and that tongue twirled and teased. Then Grace sucked me into her sweet mouth. I felt her lips stretch around me as she sucked and bobbed. Momma pushed her head down, inch by inch, until Grace choked on her first cock. “Don’t stop,” Momma told her, “just back up and do it again.”
Grace nodded her head and looked up at me. I gave her a smile. “Keep going baby, it feels fantastic.”
I felt her smile around my dick and she started sucking and bobbing. Each time she gagged, she just backed up, took a breath, then went back for more.
Momma moved to kiss me and put her lips next to my ear. “She wanted to watch us fuck.”
I laughed softly. “I figured as much, she tried to talk me into fucking her in the living room.”
That made Momma grin. “Well, it is her birthday.”
Grace must have heard. She popped her head up, slobber dripping down her chin with those sexy green eyes wide. “Can I Momma? Can I fuck Papa Jack for my birthday?”
Momma looked at me and I saw her grin widen. “No, you’re still being punished for being a naughty girl. And now you’ve disobeyed me, you should be sucking cock.”
“But Momma,” Grace whined, “it hurts my mouth, and I really want to fuck.”
Momma looked at me. “How would you like to punish her?” I grinned. “Hold her down.”
Momma nodded and Grace tried to run away, only to have Momma tackle her to the bed. Momma held her shoulders down and gave me a perfect opening for a tickle attack that had Grace giggling and squirming. She kicked up her legs and tried to flip over, each move showing more and more of her f******n-year-old body.
I waited for just the right moment before I leaned down and tasted her sweet virgin pussy. She had a few hairs growing, but they felt like silk against my nose. Her pussy looked like a little rosebud about to bloom. Her giggling turned into a soft whimpering moan. I looked up to see Momma kissing her and playing with those itty bitty titties.
“Why don’t you teach her what pussy tastes like Momma?”
Momma pulled back from their kiss. “Would you like that sweetie? You want to taste Momma’s pussy?” Grace moaned. “Yes, please Momma…”
Momma smiled and crawled over Grace, slowly lowering her hips to cover the girl’s chest. She wiggled her ass and I knew the instant Grace’s tongue found its mark. I went back to my desert.
I had Grace sloppy wet before I teased her small opening with a fingertip. She bucked her hips up in the air and moaned each time my finger rubbed against her.
“I don’t know if my dick will fit in this thing Momma, it’s much too tight.”
Momma gave me a wicked smile. “Just push that finger in her and give it a good stretch.”
Grace moaned out at just the idea of my finger entering her. That sounded like a Yes to me and I slowly nudged one through the hole. My fingers were long and skinny, so it went in easier than I expected. Our little girl really went wild then. I kept expecting to feel a hymen, but Grace was an active girl and most likely broke it climbing a tree or something. She sure did like having my finger in her though. “More Papa,” Grace moaned, “stretch me more.”
Momma laughed. “You heard her, Papa, put another finger in that tight little pussy.”
The second finger took a bit of time to wiggle inside her. I felt Grace have a small orgasm then and I gently massaged her soft pussy until it passed.
“How do you like the taste of Momma’s pussy babygirl?” “I love it Papa.”
Momma wiggled her ass and from the look in her eyes, Grace must have been doing a good job. I started working my fingers in and out slowly spread them apart as I leaned down for a good look, and another taste of my baby girl.
I felt more than saw Momma move and gave Grace’s little clit another lick. “You want a taste of our little girl Momma?” “You bet I do, Papa.”
I moved around to give Grace a taste of her own pussy and watched as Momma took over below. Grace surprised me, her little hands clasping around my dick to stroke me. I broke our kiss and let her guide my drooling member to her mouth. She sucked as I thrust gently into her warm mouth. I could feel her sexy little moans around my shaft and there was no way I could hold out any longer. “Papa’s gonna cum, are you ready for it babygirl?”
She hummed around me and I felt the first shot splatter against her throat. I held her head in place and gave her a few more short blasts before pulling out, the last shot dribbling off her chin. “That was wonderful, Grace, thank you.”
Grace looked up at me and swallowed. “Thank you, that tasted like magic.”
Momma giggled and looked at us both. “Think you can manage fucking this tight little pussy now?”
I nodded. “One time for her birthday, then we gotta get to sleep before Santa comes.”
Grace giggled. “Papa, I know who Santa is and he’s already came once.”
I grinned. “Santa likes to cum twice on Christmas.”
Momma laughed. “Sometimes he comes three or four times on Christmas.”
“Wow, Momma, can I sleep with you tonight?” Grace asked.
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