Mrs Claus Under The Tree

"I don't think her giving me a hard-on is quite appropriate either."

"It's her or me," Sammy said. "I'm willing to come strip for you and give you a hard-on just to see how it looks in those."

"So? Come on!" Jessica said again, holding a hand out for me.

"This is a bad idea," I said as I stood up, letting her take my hand and pull me away, my wife tossing me the tiny underwear as she did. She pulled me toward the first floor bathroom.

"Make sure he comes back nice and hard!" My wife called as she pulled me away.

"I will!" she called back loudly before closing the door on us. She turned to look at me with a little grin. "You can't say you never wanted to see me naked," she said quietly as she reached for the hem of the nightgown she had on. It only took her a moment to pull it up, leaving her in just a pair of bikini panties, her big milk filled tits swaying side to side as she tossed the nightgown aside. She reached down and pushed her panties down, letting them slide down her legs and then stepped out of them, leaving her naked. "Mom said you were really into her tits when she was nursing," she whispered as she stepped towards me, reaching for my hands. She pulled the underwear from my hand and dropped it to the floor before grasping my hand again. She pulled both hands to her tits and pressed my palms to her hard nipples. "Go ahead, you can play with 'em. I like having 'em touched."

"Honey. Jess. This is really not appropriate," I whispered, kind of half heartedly. I did indeed think frequently of how her tits would look and feel, getting little glimpses now and then as she occasionally fed her youngest.

"Now, let's see this," she cooed softly, reaching for my pajama pants and pushing them down. I could feel my cock was already rock hard by the time she had me to the bathroom door, and it hadn't done anything to get smaller since. "Ohhhhhhh. Nice," she cooed as she wrapped both hands around my shaft. She slowly stroked her hands along its length, letting one hand slide over the end and draw my leaking precum down around my head as I gently massaged her big soft tits. "God, she must love feeling this inside her. It's so big and hard."

"Who?" I asked in confusion.

"Mom of course. But if you wanna try me on for size, I wouldn't mind."

"I don't think..." I started to protest.

"It's okay. It's just for a second. Not like we're having sex or anything," she whispered, backing up to the sink and lifting her butt onto it. She leaned back and lifted her legs up, spreading them wide as she pulled me towards her. "Just for a second," she whispered as I squeezed her tits, somehow not having thought to let go of them while she was pulling me to the sink.

"Oh damn," I whispered as she rubbed my engorged head up and down her slit.

She pulled on my cock, trying to force me into her depths. When I didn't push into her, she wrapped her heels around me and ground them into my butt cheeks, pulling me towards her, driving me into her hot wet vagina. "Ohhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuck," she moaned softly. "That feels sooooo damn good in me. I wish I could come around you. Feel myself climax around your hard cock. You wouldn't mind, would you? Making me come around your dick? I mean it's not like we're doing anything wrong. You're just helping me a little. Helping me climax."

"Don't you think that's your husband's job?" I asked as she reached down and started to rub her own clit, her fingers stroking over and around it.

"Yeah, how would that work? Have him come in here while your dick is in me?" she asked breathlessly.

"Not a good idea."

"Uh uh," she agreed. "Now, make me come. Slide it in and out a little until I come." I almost couldn't help myself. In a few moments I found myself sliding slowly in and out of her. "Faster. A little faster," she moaned softly. "God, you feel so fucking big in me. If you didn't still have to have a hard-on I'd make you come too. Make you come deep in me and fill me with your cum."

"Who says I wouldn't still have a hard-on?"

"You would?" she asked, looking up at my face. "Then do it. Make me come and then cum in me. No one will know. It'd be our secret."

"You think no one will know?"

"Well, maybe. But I don't care. I want to feel you fill me up," she moaned as I stroked in and out of her pussy. I moved my hands to tease her nipples, pulling and squeezing them until little sprays of milk shot out, showering my chest and body all the way down to where we were coupled. I could see little trails of milk forming from the droplets on our bodies, sliding down to run down between us, around her pussy and my dick. "Oh God. I'm so close. Make me come. Please make me come."

I released one of her tits and slid my hand down to her pussy, pushing hers away and pressing my thumb against her clit. I rubbed in circles, drawing a gasp and then a low moan from her lips as rubbed it and stroked my cock in and out of her pussy, unable to hold it still any longer. I felt her legs shudder around me before she spread them wider, pushing them out as far as she could. I watched the breast I wasn't holding bounce and roll on her chest as I thrust my dick up into her over and over. "SHIT!" she gasped as she started to climax, her pussy convulsing around my dick. Her whole body started to shudder, and her tits started to spray milk over both of us.

"Oh damn," I grunted, thrusting hard into her as my cock surged a huge gush of cum. I held myself deep in her, feeling my cock flow spurt after spurt into her depths. I felt her pussy slowly relax; my still hard dick held deep in her.

"God Dad, you ARE still hard. Fuck I can feel how big your head still is inside me," she whispered.

"We better get out there before someone comes looking," I said, pulling my dick from her, my cum dripping from my head. I stepped back and she slipped off the sink counter.

"We better damn well take care of that too," she said, dropping to her knees in front of me. Before I could object, she had my dick in her mouth, sucking and licking our combined cum from me. She didn't spend long before she pulled off my cock and bent a little further to find the red underwear. She helped me step into them and then pulled them up. "Nope, you sure as hell aren't going to cover that with this," she said with a giggle. "God, the girls are going to love this view," she said, leaving at least half of my cock sticking up out of the underwear. "Now, your turn," she said, standing back up. I helped her with the panties and then the bra. By the time I had the bra clipped in place, the front of the cups were damp with her milk and the crotch of the panties were clearly wet. "Okay! Ready?"

"No. But I don't have a choice, do I?"

"Nope!" she said with a grin. She opened the door and pulled me back out towards the living room.

"Holy shit!" I heard Gabby gasp.

"Shit Dad. That's a serious tool!" my youngest agreed. "I can see why it took so long. A lot there to work on to get hard."

"You can say that again," Jessica said with a grin.

"Damn Honey. You look pretty fucking hot in those. Especially with your hard-on sticking up like that," my wife said as she pulled me to the recliner she just stood up from. She pulled me to the chair, pushed me back into it and then bent over, pushing her ass out at me. "Good thing this is crotchless!" she giggled girlishly as she reached between her legs for my cock. She pulled on me and aimed me at her pussy before settling down on my lap, my cock sliding deep into her. "Perrrrrrfect," she said softly, leaning back against me, her legs outside of mine so that her pussy with my cock stuffed into it was displayed to everyone. I could see my son staring openly at his mother's crotch. I also couldn't help but notice his hand between his legs, unconsciously rubbing his hard-on through his pj bottoms.

"I think maybe we should go get some clothes on before the girls decide to come back," I said quietly to my wife.

"Do we have to?" she whispered back. "We could go make breakfast like this and then you could just put it back in any time you wanted."

"And the girls?"

She frowned. "Yeah, I suppose this isn't exactly the best thing for them to see. Oh, alright," she finally said. She leaned forward and pulled up off of me, standing up and turning to hold a hand out for me. I stood up and took her hand. I couldn't help but notice Gabby lick her lips as she stared at my exposed cock, glistening with my wife's pussy juices. Mrs. Claus' words came back to me 'every woman in my life would be drawn to have sex with me'.

I followed my wife upstairs, where she made me leave the tiny underwear on and just put a pair of sweatpants on, "just to make it easy to get too," she said. She took off the lace teddy and lay it out on the bed before going to the closet. She came back out after a LONG several minutes, wearing a little dress I hadn't seen in years. The hem was short, barely to the middle of her thighs, and it had a single zipper down the front all the way to the waist. She smiled at me and reached for the zipper, pulling it slowly down. As the material spread, I could see she had forgone a bra, and now the dress was easily spread apart to expose both big soft tits. "Just so you can play if you want," she giggled girlishly. "And feel free to put that big hard dick you still have right here any time you want," she said, lifting the hem of the skirt so I could see she was pantyless. She stepped to me, leaving her tits exposed, and wrapped both arms around my neck. She pulled us together and pressed her lips to mine in a long wet kiss. "Tell me, why did we stop doing this kind of thing?" she whispered, her lips millimeters from mine, practically brushing mine while she spoke.

"I don't know," I answered, my arms around her waist, pulling her body against mine, my hard-on pressing against her mound and stomach.

"Me either, but I think we need to do it a lot more," she said with another giggle. "Promise me something?"

"Sure?"

"While I'm making breakfast, put that hard-on into me at least once. If you can make me come...all the better."

"I'll see what I can do," I answered her before she released her arms from around me. We walked down the stairs hand in hand, headed to the kitchen to start breakfast.

It wasn't a hard breakfast, just bacon, scrambled eggs, toast, and juice. The usual. I was busy squeezing the still mostly frozen orange juice from the container into a pitcher when I felt a set of hands slip around my waist. Those same hands didn't stay still for long, and soon had my sweat-pants sliding down my legs and the tiny red spandex briefs pushed down my thighs. I assumed it was my wife. "You wanna just bend over the counter for me?" I asked, assuming she wanted me to take care of the promise I'd made her in the bedroom.

"Ohhhhh. I'd love to," I heard Sammy whisper. I froze stock still, not at all sure what to do as her hands wrapped around my suddenly hardening dick. "Bend over and let you slide this right into me from behind? Ohhhh yeah. I wouldn't mind that at all."

"Oh shit. Sammy!" I whispered, not at all sure I wanted my wife, only a dozen feet away, to see my daughter with her hands on my cock. I turned around in her arms, pulling her hand from my dick momentarily, only to find her standing, completely naked, in front of me. She grinned and grabbed my dick again, wrapping both hands around it as she leaned towards me, pressing her perky breasts and rock hard nipples into my chest.

"Mmmmmm. That's even better," she whispered as she tried to pull her hips back from me while keeping her tits against my chest, pushing my dick down to aim it at her pussy. "I'm ready if you are."

"I don't think this is what we should be doing!" I hissed, looking over to see if the mama had noticed.

"Should we? Maybe not, but damn I want to," she said as she pressed me down between her legs and then pushed her thighs towards me, sliding her soft pussy along my hard shaft until I could feel her bald mound press to my pubic hair. She started to slowly rock herself, sliding her pussy and clit along my hard shaft. "Mmmmmmmm...I still want it inside me," she whispered. "We could sneak off someplace and do it. Let you slide right into me?"

"No. I don't think so," I said, reaching down to her hips and pushing her back. I couldn't help but look at her sexy young twenty-two year old body and pussy as I stood there, my hard-on poking out at her. Her breasts were maybe a C cup, but firm and round with pinkish areola surrounding two hard protruding nipples that looked like they were begging to be sucked on. It was all I could to not just pick her up and set her on the counter and suck her nipples, daughter or not. "You need to go put something on!" I hissed as she reached for my hands. She twisted back towards me, pulling my hands around her body as she backed up into me. I felt my hard-on nestle between her cheeks as she pulled one of my hands up to her chest and the other down to her pussy. She pressed my fingers between her legs, her warm wet lips flowing her heat into my fingers as she forced my middle finger between her outer lips. As soon as she had done this, she moved my right hand to her left breast, pressing my palm against her hard nipple.

"Ohhhhhh yesssss. Much better!" she cooed softly.

"Jesus Samantha Marie!" my wife swore quietly, using my daughter's full name, never a good sign. "What the fuck are you doing? And you!" she snapped looking up at me. "You really think it's okay to be feeling up your own daughter like this?"

"Wasn't my idea," I answered quickly, knowing that the excuse was lame at best. I moved my hands from my daughter's body and grabbed her hips, pushing her away. My wife's eyes went immediately to my hard exposed dick.

"So what's next? Laying her over the counter and fucking her right here?" my wife snapped.

"Oh Mom. Chill. It wasn't his idea. I pulled his pants down," Sammy said a little angrily. "You think you're the only one that wants to feel his cock? I mean you made one hell of a show of it in the other room and now you're surprised one of us wants a little too? Get real Mom!" Sammy snapped at her mother before storming out of the room.

"And you! I thought you were going to play with MY pussy, and here I find you playing with your daughter. What's got into you?"

"I could ask the same thing," I answered lamely, reaching down to pull my briefs up from my thighs.

"Uh uh. Not hardly," she said stepping over to me. "If you're horny enough to play with your daughter, you can damn well use that thing someplace more appropriate!" she said as she unzipped her dress and shrugged it off her shoulders. She stepped out of it and leaned over the counter next to where I was standing. "I know you've suggested this more than once in the last few years, so here's your chance."

"Here? Now? With everyone in the house?"

She twisted to look at me, a frown on her face. "You have a problem with fucking your own wife? Or was it your daughter you were hoping to bend over like this?"

"No. I wasn't thinking of doing that at all," I said as I stepped the half step to stand behind her. I rubbed my head up and down her slit and then pushed slowly into her, my dick still partly slickened with Sammy's juices.

"Ohhhhhhh yeah. That's it sweetie. Fuck me," she moaned as I pushed into her, feeling my head press against her cervix. "Mmmmmmmm. I should have let you do this a long time ago," she said as I started to slide in and out of her. My body bounced against her bare ass with a gentle slap, slap, slap, my shaft rhythmically sliding in and out of her. "Give it to me harder. Make me come on your hot dick," she moaned as I stroked into her.

"Uh huh," I grunted, picking up my pace to jam my cock faster and harder into her hot vaginal depths. I could feel her body caressing my head, hitting all the right spots as her pussy squeezed and spasmed around me. I could see my wife's arms trembling slightly as I pumped my hips back and forth, my sliding cock already starting to trigger her orgasm.

"That's it sweetie. Make me come," she panted, bent over so her big soft tits were smashed against the counter top. "Sooooo damn good. I want to feel you come in me. Let me feel you come in me like we did way back, when I could feel each squirt into my pussy."

"Uh huh," was all I answered as my own orgasm built.

"I don't know what you're doing different, but you feel so much bigger, so fat and long. Ohhhhhh. It's like when we were young, and you could pound me all day like this. Ohhhhh shit. I'm cooooommmmmiiiing.! She gasped, "Ohhhhhhhh Come with me! Please come with me and let me feel you fill me up while I come."

"Uhhhh," I grunted as my body jerked and jammed my cock hard into her. I could feel my head smashed against her cervix as the first gush of cum pumped deep into her.

"AHHHHHHH! That's it lover! That's it!" she cried as she felt my cock surging shot after shot of cum into her, her whole body trembling and shaking as her pussy squeezed and clenched around my fat shaft.

I stood there panting, my cock still hard inside her as she lay over the counter, her tits pressed to the cold granite, both of us panting hard while my body continued to occasionally twitch a little more, her body slowly stilling with only the occasional shudder racing through her.

She slowly pushed up and then pushed me back, my still hard shaft pulling from her with a slurp. She turned in my arms and rested her ass against the counter. She lifted herself up onto it and then reached down for my still hard, cum slickened cock. She pulled me toward her, guiding me back into her, using her legs around mine to pull me back fully into her. she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me to her until our chests pressed tighter, smashing her hard nipples into my bare chest. She pressed her lips to mine for long seconds, her tongue teasing my lips and then my tongue as I opened my mouth. She broke the kiss after a surprisingly long time, leaving us both breathless.

"I don't know what you're doing or taking or whatever, but whatever it is, I don't want you to stop." She whispered. "I can't remember the last time I was this horny for you or the last time sex felt this good. It started this morning, and it just seems to keep growing inside me, deep down. I want you to just keep fucking me and making me come over and over again," she said with a soft little giggle, letting her hands move from around the back of my neck down to my chest as I pulled back from her slightly. She gently stroked her fingers up and down my chest and stomach, letting them slide all the way down to my dick, stroking my pubic hair and letting her fingers touch my dick where I was still stuck in her. "But I suppose it'll have to wait for more, wont I? We do have a house full of people to feed."

"I suppose it will," I agreed. "At least until after breakfast."

She looked down at me as I stepped back, my hard dick slipping from her and standing up between us, pointing at her face. "Someone's still horny, isn't he?"

"Maybe a little," I agreed, her hands moving down to wrap around me. She slowly stroked my slick dick for several seconds as she slipped off the counter.

"I think more than a little," she whispered as I moved my hands to stroke her tits, which were pushed out towards me as she squeezed her arms together slightly.

"Been a long time since you wanted me this way." I whispered.

"Well, it is Christmas, isn't it? Maybe it's a little present for both of us?"

"In that case, it can be Christmas every day," I said with a smile.

"Maybe it will be," she giggled, her hands stroking up and down my shaft slowly, lubricated by our combined cum.

"Jesus Mom! Put some fucking clothes on! What's with all you women today? You, my wife, Sammy, all trying to be naked in front of Dad!"