New Story: An Engaging Christmas (Part 2)

And now, the conclusion of An Engaging Christmas. I love writing Jenn. I think I'm love. Sigh.

Enjoy, and comments welcome, as usual.


An Engaging Christmas (continued)

Carole and Robert could be heard quite clearly as Daniel walked down the hall towards his room. Jenn was still under the covers, not having moved. Daniel slid in bed beside her, enjoying the warmth of her body. It was perhaps not overly surprising that he found himself aroused both by what he had witnessed already and by the sounds of fucking that could be heard quite easily through their bedroom door.

He hesitated before running a hand over Jenn's shoulder. "Love, you awake?" he whispered, softly enough so as not to wake her if she were she asleep.

"Of course I'm awake. Who could sleep through that racket? 'Oh, fuck me, fuck me!'" There was nothing in her voice but wry amusement.

"Yeah, pretty out there..." Daniel smiled, trying to remain diplomatic.

"I mean, 'Fuck me Daniel, fuck me Daniel,' come on..."

Daniel blushed, and could only stammer something inaudible in response. Diplomacy would be difficult. But just as he was madly trying to figure out how to get out of the jam he was in, Jenn turned onto her back and laughed. "Ah! You should see your face!" She touched his cheek. "Oh, lover, trust me, I've heard it all. Do you think this is the first time that my mom's brought a man home and fucked away in the middle of the night? That woman has a sexual appetite that rivals Serena's, and she's never been shy about it. Add to that the fact that she has a nontrivial submission fetish, and, well, you can hear what that leads to."

And as if on cue, from the other end of the house, shouts of "Fuck me harder you bastard! I'm your little slut! Pull my hair, come on, fuckin' pull my hair! Come on! -- Oh! Yes! Harder!"

Jenn chuckled and cuddled up closer to Daniel, who did not quite know how to react. He was painfully aware of his cock, hard as a rock against Jenn's hip and twitching as the sounds of Jenn's mother being thoroughly fucked resonated through the empty house. It did not take long for Jenn to notice this turn of events. She reached down with a hand and sneaked it into his pajama pants and ran it down the length of his cock. "Looks like this little bit of sex theater is getting to you, lover. God you're hard. Have you ever gotten that hard for little ol' me?"

"I'm sorry, it's just that -- you know -- I'm kind of just a man -- really -- and --"

Jenn opened her hand and pressed its palm into Daniel's cock, massaging it slowly up and down. "And it's making you all hard to hear my mother getting the fucking of her life in there? Is that it? You like the thought of my mom on all four getting fucked by her boyfriend?"

"How do you --"

"How do I know that she's getting fucked from behind? Oh, lover, that's my mother's favorite position, of course. I've been hearing this sort of thing for the past ten years at least, from before I even knew what it all meant. Let me tell you, the first time you barge into your mother's bedroom because you think that she's getting hurt and have to have the facts of life explained to you right there on the spot, you learn that nothing much can bother you after that, let me tell you. And besides," and at that her hand wrapped itself around Daniel's cock and started jerking it slowly, and Jenn craned up to whisper in his ear, "I find it kind of hot myself." And she kissed him, and drove her tongue in his mouth just as she was thrusting her pelvis against his and increasing the up and down strokes of her hand on his shaft.

"I mean, it's not like it's my dad or something -- that'd be gross. But having some young guy in there giving my mom the time of her life, playing her like a fined tune instrument, indulging her fantasies and making her come buckets, what's there not to like? It's inspiring, really. And feels to me like you're agreeing, no?"

Daniel groaned, the feeling of her hand along with the closeness of her body and the events of the night combining to send shivers of pleasure up his spine. He ran his hand down the side of Jenn's body, stopping to spend some time to caress and thumb a hard nipple through her nightshirt, before drawing down to her hip and further down to the hem of the shirt to her naked thigh, her soft and warm naked thigh.

Jenn sighed at the touch, and shifted her weight to provide Daniel better access. "Mmm, so, what got you so hot, then? Is is the sounds of her, or the thought of her?"

"Actually, I kindda sneaked a look in their room before coming back to bed."

"You did?" She squeezed his cock, which jerked hard in response. "You little pervert, peeping on my mom getting it on!"

"It's not like that! I was checking out a noise -- I swear."

"Right, right. And you just happened to stumble onto Robert giving it to my mom, and you just walked away, right?"

"Well... I admit that I did stick around a bit..."

She kissed him on the neck, a slow kiss that involved a lot of tongue. "My little pervert, getting his rocks off peeping through a door like a teenager in heat. Tell me, lover," and her voice dropped to a whisper, her lips barely grazing the skin of his cheek, "what did you see?"

"Well..." Daniel hesitated, but Jenn's hand on his cock urged him on. From the way her hips were moving, it really did seem like she was enjoying the game they were playing. "When I got to the door, Robert was on top of your mother, under the covers, and..."

"Go on," encouraged Jenn, giving a slight tug to his shaft.

"Well, he was doing her, right, and then he stops and he asks her what got her so turned on, and he wanted her to tell him... ooohh... that's nice, love, that's very nice -- don't stop -- and he wanted her to admit that it was because, well, because of me..."

"Because of you? Ah, he wanted her to say that the reason why she was banging him in the middle of the night was because she was thinking of you? That's so kinky! Then what? Did she tell?"

"What do you think? Didn't you hear her them before? Yes, she told him that she was thinking of me, wanting to do me, to be used by me, to submit to me, stuff like that, out-there stuff. She was pretty into it, too."

"You betcha she was. Who wouldn't like to get a piece of you?" She squeezed his cock again, before going back to rubbing it with broad strokes. "That's what turned you on, to hear her fantasize about you? How did our friend Robert react?"

"It was pretty hot, yes. Almost as hot as what you're doing right now. And Robert seemed pleased by her admission. Then your mother begged him to let her come, and he told her that she needed to be punished first."

"Oooohhh... nice one Robert! What did he do, spank her?"

"Yup. He got her on her hands and knees and slapped her ass several times, and she was clearly enjoying it, and then he fucked her."

Jenn closed her eyes and moaned, her hand on his cock jerking harder, her body pressing against his, her legs parting of their own volition. Daniel, never one to miss an opportunity, trailed his hand over the inside of her thigh, pulling the nightshirt up Jenn's trim body and reaching the G-string hiding her sex. He gently ran two fingers over her covered crotch, eliciting a moan and a twist of the hips from the brunette. "Fuck that's hot. On her hands and knees, her ass high in the air, begging to be smacked for thinking about fucking my boyfriend --"

"Like a slutty whore, was her words, I believe," added Daniel, helpfully.

"-- like a slutty whore. And he did just that, Robert, didn't he? Slapped her ass until it was red and shiny and then what? He fucked her, right?"

"Oh yeah -- lined up right behind her and gave it to her hard, and I think she came right there on the spot, too."

Jenn had thrown her head back, licking her lips, moaning, her hand job losing some of its rhythm as she pushed her pelvis up to seek more contact from Daniel's own hand that was still rubbing her clit through her now soaked G-string. "Fuck, I can believe it. She's always been such a submissive slut, always wanting to be tied up and spanked. Oh, nice, come on, please, your finger, put your finger in -- oh God yes!"

Daniel had pushed aside the thin strip of material covering Jenn's slit and slipped two fingers between the juice-coated lips of her pussy -- they had been practically sucked inside. He could feel her pussy shiver around his fingers, and he gently pushed them in and out, rubbing her clit with his thumb on the way out. Jenn kicked off the covers and spread her legs wide apart to provide him better access, her hand still on his cock but not moving any longer. Daniel did not mind -- he had other plans for the moment.

He bent down and kissed Jenn's neck first, then moved to her chest, kissing her hardened nipples through her nightshirt. He thought for a second about Carole's breasts, so similar to Jenn's, all the while finger fucking with slow yet vigorous thrusts. Jenn's hips were moving in rhythm with his fingers, countering his movements.

He shifted his weight on the bed and moved down between Jenn's legs. She whined at first when he took his fingers out of her pussy but then realized what he was doing and she pushed herself up on the bed and spread her legs wide to facilitate his access. Her eyes remained closed. Daniel, lying down between her legs, admired the familiar but perfectly shaped pussy before him, moist and glistening. He blew softly on her pussy lips, making her cry out and jump. She moaned as he blew up and down her slit, teasingly avoiding direct contact but hovering a hair's breadth from the scorching flesh. He looked up at Jenn's face aching with desire, and whispered, "Tell me more." And he blew again, very softly.

Jenn gasped, and opened her eyes and looked at him. She held his stare for several seconds before smiling. "You want to know what I think? I think she'd do it. If you went up to her and grabbed her by the waist, pulled her to you, and kissed her hard, she'd fold like a paper doll. She'd -- Oh!" Daniel landed a soft kiss atop her pussy lips, and Jenn closed her eyes again and settled down against the pillow, spreading her legs further and pushing her crotch against his mouth, sighing contentedly.

"Mmmm... keep doing that, just like that -- that's it. Where was I? Oh yes, my mom. I tell you, you show her you're the boss, and she'd happily submit and do whatever you want. Picture this, okay? You ready? You come into the living room one day, and she's sitting pretty on the couch, reading or something, and you stop on the middle of the room, and tell her to come and worship your cock. She's blushing and she's trying to tell you to be serious and stuff and you just go 'get down here on your knees, bitch, and suck my cock,' and just like that she does it -- kneels before you, looking down, and takes you in her mouth and starts sucking. And from what I've heard over the years, let me tell you, she sucks a mean cock. 'Take it all, you bitch, choke on this motherfucker, drool all over it, slobber all over it,' you go, and you fuck her mouth without regard to how she's feeling, and she swallows your cock whole, all the way down her throat, pushing her nose into your pubes and keeping it there until you start spurting all over the place, and she swallows it all like the cum-loving slut that she is. I'd love to see it, too, her taking your cum like a common whore. Can you imagine it, my mother on her knees before you drinking directly from the hose?"

Daniel could, very easily. His cock was throbbing against the bed, even the minimal contact with the mattress enough to cause spikes of pleasure. He was licking and sucking on Jenn's pussy lips and her clit like a madman by that point, and Jenn was writhing in response to the stimulation. She loved getting eaten, and Daniel took a point of pride in doing the best job he could. Still licking and sucking, he thrust a finger then two inside her, making her gasp and interrupting the flow of her monologue. She spent the next minute moaning and groaning and rotating her ass on the bed in time with his ministrations.

"God you do that so well! Mmmmm... Then after you come, and after she's cleaned up your cock with her mouth, I tell her to go and put on that little outfit that she has and -- Oh fuck! -- that she keeps for some of her more special friends -- I wonder if Robert's seen it yet -- Fuck yes, faster! -- It's a corset, red, tight, very tight. The kind that makes her tits stand out and her waist tiny, like a walking wet dream. With a pair of stockings and tall spike heels, she's like sex incarnate -- Yes! Lick me! Right! There! Yes! -- I tell her not to bother with underwear, that my man wants easy access to his slut -- Fuck! Fuck! -- When she comes back into the room, decked out like a hooker trolling for a john, I tell her to dance for you, and she does, shaking her little body to the music, and she turns it into a lap dance, shaking her fat tits in your face -- Fucking fat tits! Fuck! In your face! Yes! Harder! Harder! -- rubbing her naked ass on your cock, kissing you, teasing you, playing with you. And when you're nice and hard she sink down on your cock and rides you like a bronco -- Yes! YES!"

Daniel's tongue and fingers were actively doing a dance of their own between Jenn's legs, and she was thrusting her hips up against him, harder and harder. He could tell she was getting closer and closer to an ear-shattering orgasm. He smiled to himself, and with the thumb of the hand that was busy finger fucking his fiancee, he tickled the tight rosette of her ass, slick with her copious juices. She groaned when she felt the exploring digit, and shifted her hips to provide him better access. Gently, but purposely, he pushed his thumb inside, past her gripping sphincter, and proceeded to finger fuck her pussy and her ass at the same time.

"Oh fuck! Yes! That feels -- fuck! Is that what you'd do to her, to my mom? Stick your finger up her ass? She does have a beautiful ass doesn't she? -- Fuck yes! Faster! Harder! -- Wouldn't you want to grab it and spank it and fuck it? She'd let you, you know? -- Fuck me! Stick'em in deeper! Come on! Fuck me! -- She's such a slut she'd let you fuck her in the ass, she'd let you stick that big cock of yours up her little asshole and -- Fuck! Fuck! -- she'd come wailing like a skewered whore, she would, and -- Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! Yes! -- and -- Fuck! -- and you'd love it wouldn't you? To drive your cock up my mom's ass as deep as it'll go, hear her scream hear her cry hear her come as her ass squeezes you harder and harder and her cheeks all big and right there in your face and you can just slap them as you fuck and -- Fuck! Yes! Fuck! Yes! FUCK! Yes! YES! FUUUUCK! --"

She came. Her body tensed up as if a strong current had seized it, while Daniel sucked hard on her clit with two fingers in her pussy and his thumb in her ass, and she came. She was silent after her last exclamation, shivers racking her body in utter silence, her thighs clenching around Daniel's head, keeping him in place with his mouth glued to her crotch.

She eventually relaxed and let him go, and he lay down next to her, caressing her face. His cock was still hard, and was bobbing against his stomach, seeking attention. Jenn noticed, and lazily reached down with her hand to resume the slow caresses that he had interrupted earlier with his hunger for fresh pussy. She looked at him in the eyes, just like before holding his stare for a long time before kissing him, a slow languorous kiss that was by itself almost enough to make him come. When Jenn pulled out of the kiss, she smiled, and as her hand picked up the pace on his cock, she started whispering.

"You know what I'm doing while you're there fucking my mother in the ass like the sick little pervert that you are? You know what your darling fiancee is doing while you're nailing her mother's butt?" Jenn kissed him again, another slow-burning kiss. "I'm on my knees before Robert, and I've got his cock in my mouth, and I'm slowly sliding it down my throat. I've only got a small black thong on, and my pair of black fuck-me pumps. Robert's got his hands on my tits and he's squeezing them, and I'm sucking on his cock, slowly, reverently, making sure that he's getting the best blow job that a man can get. He's watching my mom -- his girlfriend -- getting fucked in the ass by this young stud, and I bet he's wondering whether I'd let him do me in the butt too, you know, like mother like daughter? And I'm thinking about it, about offering him my last virgin hole, letting him be the first man to stick his cock in my ass, to claim me in this primitive, demeaning way, and my blow job gets more frenzied and he's grabbing my hair and pulling my head down onto his cock forcefully and I'm gagging on every thrust now and there's drool flying all over the place and dripping down onto my tits and they're nice and slick now and I'm wondering whether he'd want to fuck them or what but before I can do anything he groans and pulls me down hard and his cock enters my throat and he's coming inside me and keeping me pressed against him and he's coming and coming and coming and I can't breathe anymore and then he lets me go and there are these long strands of cum stretching out from my lips and --"

Daniel could not take it any longer -- Jenn had been steadily increasing her pace on his cock, jacking him off to the rhythm of her story, and while he wanted the sensations to last forever he was getting dangerously close to coming fast and Jenn must have felt it because barely a few seconds before he unloaded everything he had she ducked her head down and without breaking stride plunged the tip of his cock into her mouth and ferociously sucked on the swollen head which almost instantly belched out a copious amount of cum that she swallowed in great gulps. When Daniel was spent he collapsed back on the bed, his breath ragged, his heart racing in his chest, while Jenn finished sucking off the last of his juice.

She righted herself up and pressed her back to Daniel's chest, cuddling up against him. He wrapped his arm around her, and felt sleep slamming into him like a ton of bricks.

"By the way," she said, her voice sleepy, "you know that if you ever put the moves on my mom, I'll personally slice off your dick with the cheese cutter, right?"

Daniel barely had the strength to nod before realizing that she could not see him. "Right," he mumbled. "Merry Christmas, love."

"Merry Christmas, lover."

And they slept the sleep of the just.