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MY DAD'S CHRISTMAS PRESENT
By Kelly
pghpa_girl@yahoo.com
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No matter how old you get, Christmas morning is a special time.
Here I was, 20 years old, and giggling like a little schoolgirl
as I waited at the top of the stairs.  What special present did
my dad have for me this year?

It was Christmas morning and I was excited.  It didn't matter 
that I was 20 – I still feel like a little girl waking up and 
wondering what's waiting for me under the tree.  As I have 
gotten older the gifts have changed.  Instead of dolls and 
little ponies it seems that clothes became more dominate as 
I got older.  There is usually something fun thrown in though 
but the thing I always look forward to the most is the last gift 
of the day – my dad's special gift just for me.  It was always 
some sort of special outfit he picked out just for me and even 
my mom had to wait until I opened it to find out what was 
inside.  He started this when I was 12 and each year as I 
started getting my figure the contents of the box became 
more and more interesting.  The first year it was a Tinkerbell 
costume right down to the little shoes. I had never worn 
anything quite so sheer though – even the panties were 
sheer pink.   I can remember the look my mother gave my 
dad but then she saw the excitement in my face and just 
shrugged her shoulders.   I couldn't wait to try it on and show 
my dad how I looked in it.  Needless to say I never wore it in 
public but I still have it to this day and now and then I pull it 
out and remember how grown up I felt wearing such a sexy 
outfit.  Of course I didn't fill out the top at all and my thin
legs weren't anywhere near as good looking as I thought they 
were back then but I loved the way my dad looked at me 
when I paraded it in front of him and my mom. 

The next few years seemed to follow a general theme where 
my dad would buy me some sort of costume.  I loved them 
because they were always something that made me feel 
sexy and more grown-up.  One of my favorites was a Daisy 
Duke outfit I got when I was 14.  The shorts were so small 
and tight I could barely fit into them and when I did they 
pulled so far up into my crotch it was like I was masturbating 
with every step I took!  I had been having sex with Steve at 
this point for about 6 months and when I wore them for him 
one day he got an instant erection! Of course I was more 
than happy to take care of THAT condition!  Then came the 
year I was 16 with my 17th birthday only a couple of months 
away.   This was a special Christmas as it was the first once 
since I had started having sex with my parents. What made it 
so much more fun was my dad didn't have to be so discreet 
anymore about his desires for me and he certainly must 
have been horny for me when he chose my outfit that year! It 
was a string bikini that could have been given to me in a 
large envelope and not a box. The whole thing consisted of 
nothing more than some string with three small triangles of 
thin cloth barely big enough to cover my nipples and pussy.   
Well, it didn't even do that because at that age I wasn't 
shaving my pussy as I do now so the bottom triangle actually 
had a border of short fuzzy brown pubic hair sticking out 
around it.   When I came downstairs wearing it my dad's 
eyes widened like saucers and a cunning grin came to his 
face. Even my mom nodded approvingly as I was finally 
getting a figure that complemented this type of outfit.  After 
showing it off for him I sat on my dad's lap and I could feel 
his hard cock through the soft material of his sweatpants 
against my all but bare ass.  I'll always remember that 
Christmas as the first time my dad fucked me in one of my 
new outfits!

So here I was again, waking up horny as usual wondering 
what was waiting for me under the tree. As I laid back in my 
bed I felt a bit claustrophobic as my bedroom door was shut 
- something that normally never happened. It wasn't that I 
had anything to hide from my parents but this morning was 
different in that my grandparents were sleeping in the spare 
bedroom down the hall.  Since my room was on the opposite 
side of the hallway from bathroom, it wouldn't do for one of 
them to wake up in the middle of the night and see me 
sleeping nude in my bed (which I have been doing since I 
was 12). My parents have always slept nude but growing up 
I wore silly little pajamas and then little girl nighties until
one day when I saw my parents undressing for bed I wondered 
what it would be like to sleep without any clothes on so I took 
off my nightie and slipped between the sheets nude.  It felt 
strange at first but at the same time I liked the feel of the 
sheets against my bare skin and besides, what girl doesn't 
like to be like her mom?  One morning my dad was up to get 
ready for work and he noticed I was nude as my covers had 
been thrown off during the night.  I must have 
subconsciously realized he was looking at me because I 
woke up to see him standing in my door.  He was nude 
himself but then he usually was this time of the morning.  I 
noticed his cock was getting hard but again, it was not 
unusual to see my dad that way after leaving their bedroom 
so I didn't think anything unusual about it.  I smiled at him 
and he grinned back at me.

"So I see out little girl is growing up," he said to me.  "So 
have you outgrown your pajamas?"

"Oh daddy!" I responded, blushing just a little bit.

My dad just smiled at winked at me and went on to the 
bathroom.  From that time eon her never mentioned anything 
again to me about sleeping nude but looking back now I 
realize that he seemed to like tucking me in bed a lot more 
after that!  While I liked to sleep nude, I rarely went about
the house nude. I typically wore a long t-shirt in the evenings 
and then as I got older I learned how good my dad's dress 
shirts felt to wear – not to mention how accessible they were!  
I didn't strip down until I was ready to hit the hay.

So this Christmas I had to make a choice, wear something to 
bed or close the door.  There was nothing to be gained by 
wearing a nightshirt to bed just so I could leave my door 
open so I buckled under and closed it.   My room seemed so 
much smaller with it shut!  As usual, I woke up horny as hell 
so my hand seemed to have a mind of its own as it moved 
between my legs and started to rub my already wet pussy.  I 
found myself wishing my dad could come in and greet me as 
he usually did in the mornings but instead I could hear my 
grandfather out in the hall wishing my dad good morning.  
My grandparents, at least those on my dad's side, had no 
idea what their son's family did in the privacy of their home.
I masturbated as I imagined what he would say if he were to 
walk to the bathroom and see my bedroom door open 
allowing him a view of his son fucking his granddaughter!  It 
made me cum thinking about it even though I knew it would 
never happen.  Some things just can't be understood by 
people and I knew my grandparents would never be able to 
comprehend my true relationship with my parents. 

I know I had to get up soon so I picked out a light blue dress 
shirt of my dad's I kept in my closet and put it on to serve as 
my pajamas for Christmas.  In what I guess you could call a 
small act of defiance, I decided not to wear anything lese 
under it, not even a thong.  The shirt tails hung down just 
below mid-thigh so as long as I didn't get too carried away 
there should not be any danger of flashing my grandparents 
but it felt incredibly erotic anyway when I stepped out into the 
hallway to see my grandparents and parents there.  My mom 
looked at me and I think she could tell from the twinkle in my 
eye what I was wearing (or rather, NOT wearing) and she 
shot me a look of disapproval.  I just grinned and rolled my 
eyes for her.  After all, it's not like she could say anything
to me at the time!

"So Kelly," my grandma said, "You all ready to open some 
presents?"

"Sure!" I exclaimed and I bounded down the stairs ahead of 
them.  I was barefoot and almost slipped about halfway 
down but I just laughed it off and continued down the next 
flight into the basement where the family room was.  The 
tree was surrounded by presents just as it had been the 
night before.  My parents had long since given up on hiding 
anything so it wasn't like Santa had arrived during the night 
or anything.  The difference was that now I finally got to open 
them!  My parents and grandparents soon arrived and I 
served as the gift presenter, handing out the various 
packages to each recipient. Needless to say almost 
everything I got was some form of clothing with a few gift 
cards mixed in.  They were outfits I needed for school and as 
such were all fairly conservative.  As the morning went on 
and the last of the gifts were opened, I looked out of the 
corner of my eye to my dad.  He caught my eye and I knew 
he understood what I was silently questioning him. He 
silently mouthed a "later" to me and I grinned, wondering just 
what he had gotten me this year but even more, how he was 
going to give it to me with his parents here.  Grandma and 
Grandpa were certainly not going to enjoy seeing me in my 
new outfit – at last I hoped not!  My worries were soon 
answered when my grandma stood up and pulled my 
grandpa up off the couch next to me. 

"C'mon old man," she teased him, "let's get cleaned up and 
dressed so these folks can have their bathroom. 

My grandpa pretended to be put off by her statement and 
replied, "Now who are you calling an old man anyway – old 
woman!"

We all laughed and they headed up the stairs.  No sooner 
were they out of sight then my dad reached behind his chair 
and pulled out what I had been awaiting for – his secret 
present!

"You didn't think I forgot about this I hope Kelly," my dad said 
with that sly grin I loved to see on his face.  I knew whenever 
I saw that expression that he was getting horny and so 
whatever was in that box must be pretty good to get him 
going without me even opening it.  I grabbed the box from 
him like a spoiled child and quickly tore off the paper.  The 
box was just plain white without a hint of where it came from 
or what was inside.  I slipped off the top and saw tissue 
paper inside.  Reaching through the paper I finally saw what 
it was and I looked up at him with a huge grin on my face.

"Oh daddy!" I exclaimed, "It's perfect."

I pulled out the outfit – it was a classic "little black dress".
It was obviously low cut and from the length of it I knew it 
certainly wasn't going to cover much more than my ass- if 
that!  There was just something sexy about the dress – even 
more so than a skimpy bikini, sheer nightie, of cheerleader 
outfit. I stood up and held it up against me.  It was practically 
weightless and I couldn't wait to try it on.  I kissed him and 
twirled around and ran right to my room.  My grandparents 
were in their room so I closed the door and quickly stripped 
off the shirt and pulled the dress down over my head.  There 
was no way a bra was going to fit under it, even if I wanted 
such a thing.  My dad hadn't included any panties so I stayed 
bottomless.  If I ever wore this out in public though I knew I 
would need something under it – probably a nice black 
thong.  Looking in the mirror, I saw it took only the slightest 
bending over to make it slip up my ass!   I loved the way it 
clung to my body, like it was painted on me.  My boobs 
looked great and as excited as I was my nipples were clearly 
visible thought the thin material.  I opened the door to head 
back downstairs and was caught by surprise – my 
grandfather was just coming out of the bathroom.  He looked 
at me and my outfit and a strange look came over his face, 
as if he just didn't know quite what to say.  Then he just 
looked away and went back to their bedroom as if he didn't 
want to know anything more.  Oh well, I figured, may as well 
go for it now so I went back down to the family room where 
my mom and dad were waiting for me.  My dad let out a wolf 
whistle while my mom snapped a few pics of me. 

"Damn John," my mom exclaimed, "that has to be the sexiest 
outfit you've bought her yet.  Good work dad!"

My dad was clearly proud of himself.  I twirled around in front 
of him while my mom snapped off a few more shots.

"Oh daddy, I love it!" I exclaimed and I jumped in his la and 
gave him a big hug and a kiss.  He put his big arms around 
me and held me tightly against him as we kissed long and 
hard.  I loved it when he held me this way.  It reminded me of 
when I was a little girl scared at night and he would come 
into my room and hold me until I felt safe again.  Nothing 
made me feel as secure and safe as being in my dad's arms.  
It was the once place in the world where I knew nothing 
would happen to me, that he would never do anything to hurt 
me in anyway nor would he let anything else hurt me.

"Hey girl," my mom called out to me, "Don't I get anything for 
everything else you got this year?

I grinned at her.  She must have been pretty turned on 
seeing me kissing my dad as usually when we were together 
she just liked to sot back and watch us.  I gave my dad a 
peck in the cheek and moved over to my mom.  Sitting next 
to her we leaned towards one another and I felt her lips meet 
mine as we entered into a sensuous and loving kiss.

"Slip that dress off," she murmured to me softly.  As I did she 
opened her robe and I saw she was naked underneath.  My 
mom may be in her forties now but you would never know it 
looking at her body which looked at least 10 years younger.  
Granted she worked hard to keep it that way with her diet 
and exercise but there were some things that only good 
genes could take care of and I hoped they were in me as I 
would love to look as good as her when I got to her age!

"Mmmmmm, I want you," she whispered to me as I sat down 
next to her naked.  This was something special for me as it 
was very rare for her to ask me that – especially when my 
dad was around.  In fact, this was the first time she had 
interrupted us to ask me to be with her so I knew something 
special indeed was happening here.

I never even looked over to my dad as I put my arms around 
my mom's neck and we kissed like two passionate lovers. 
She had her arms around me and she pulled me tightly 
against her nude body.  I loved the feel of our bodies 
touching like this, the soft, warm touch of my mother's nude 
body against mine.  It seemed only natural to be with her like 
this, for a daughter to be so close to her mother.  It was 
different than being with my dad.  With him I was giving 
myself to him for his pleasure.  I would have done anything 
for my dad, ANYTHING – all he had to do was ask.  With my 
mom it was more like I was blending with her, merging with 
my mom to create something more than the two of us apart.  
I can't hardly explain it but it is like nothing I feel with
anyone else and I doubt I will ever fell with anyone – even
my husband.

I heard a snap and realized my dad was taking pictures of 
us.  I couldn't blame him, it wasn't often he got to see his 
wife and daughter like this.  Usually we concentrated on him 
when he was around and only did this when we were alone.  
I wondered what he would do with them later – maybe even 
masturbate when he was alone and needed some 
"encouragement"?

My mom laid back on the couch, pulling me down on top of 
her.  My hair fell over her face as we kissed some more.  I 
kissed her neck and worked my way slowly down to her 
breasts, sucking on her nipples softly at first and then pulling 
on them harder with my teeth.  She squeezed her boobs 
while I sucked on them and licked them, pushing them up 
against my face. As she continued to play with them I kissed 
her stomach and slowly made my way until the edges of her 
pubic hair met my face.  I could smell the scent of her pussy 
and knew she must have been quite wet for it to be that 
strong already.  As I kneeled down between her spread legs 
I put my hands up and under her ass, lifting her into my face 
as I kissed the top of her pussy and then licked her clit 
gently.

"Oh Kelly," my mom moaned softly, "I love it when you do 
that……mmmmmm, lick me."

Well, I loved licking her just as much as she enjoyed me 
doing it!  My tongue worked its way down her pussy slit until 
it was running circles around the wet opening to her pussy.  I 
loved the taste of my mom's pussy.  It was so much stronger 
than the younger girls I had oral sex with like my cousin 
Kristi or my roomie Jen.  That seemed to be true in general 
of older woman since my Aunt Linda and my mom's friend 
Tammy were more like my mom.  I think part of it was just 
the fact it was my mother's pussy that I had my face buried 
in.  This was the same pussy from which I emerged over 
twenty years ago and now here I was pushing my tongue 
back inside of it. Could she have dreamed when she gave 
birth to me so long ago that someday the same girl who was 
giving her so much pain then would be able to give her so 
much pleasure in return?  My mom's pussy was the first one 
I had ever tasted other than my own and no matter who I am 
with in the future I know it will always be my favorite one!

As I swirled my tongue around her clit I poked one finger 
inside her pussy, penetrating her as far as I could reach and 
then followed it with another and then yet another one.  I 
fucked her with my fingers while my lips grabbed her clit, 
tugging gently on it while my tongue ran over the hard tip.  
My mom's ass clenched in my hands and her hips lifted up 
against me.  I felt her hands on the top of my head, driving 
me down into her crotch, forcing me into her pussy.  
Suddenly a gush of pussy cum emerged, drenching me and 
flooding my face with her fluids.

"Oh fuck!!!!" she cried out, "God I'm cumming………make 
me cum Kelly, make me cum harder!"

Her hips bucked like a bronco under me as she fucked my 
face which was now covered in her pussy cum.   I could hear 
her gasping as she struggled for breath.  Then she lifted her 
hips up and held them there as the last great wave of 
pleasure coursed through her body.  I never stopped licking 
her as I wanted her to have a great orgasm, to make her feel 
wonderful, to be a good daughter for my mother.  As she 
finally collapsed onto the couch I slowly played my tongue 
around her pussy slit and crotch. God I loved the way she 
tasted! 

Then to my surprise I felt something pushing against my 
pussy from behind.  It could only be one thing of course – my 
dad cock.  Mmmmmm, he was going to fuck me!  Sure 
enough without a word he pushed his cock harder against 
my cunt and I felt myself spreading apart as the head forced 
its way inside of me.  My mom could see him from where 
she was laying and encouraged him saying, "Oh yea John, 
fuck her…….fuck your daughter good, god she deserves it 
after what she just did to me!"

I kept my mouth firmly on my mom's crotch so I didn't say 
anything.  There really was no need to as my dad was going 
to do it regardless of what I said anyway.  After all, he knew 
he was welcome to fuck me any time he wanted to so he 
didn't have to ask.  One of my favorite things he did was to 
sneak in my room while I was sleeping and see how far he 
could get into me without waking me.  God, what could be 
more erotic than to wake up with your father's cock already 
inside of you and wonder what he had been doing while I 
was asleep?!

"Merry fucking Christmas, Kelly," me dad said cheerfully as 
he shoved his cock with one hard push deep inside of me.  
He started stroking himself in and out of me, slamming 
himself into my ass with a slapping sound each time.  When 
his body met mine it would drive me forward and press my 
face hard into my mom's pussy which had the effect of 
pushing it against her clit making her gasp as well.  She was 
still playing with her boobs and moaned each time my wet 
face slide in tight against her clit.  My dad was holding my 
hips with his hands, pulling me into him as he fucked me and 
then pushing me away as he withdrew.  He liked to slowly 
pull out until his cock was barely in me, the head almost 
ready to plop out of my cunt and then quickly drive it in to the 
hilt in one smooth movement.  I was so wet his cock made a 
sloppy sound as it disappeared inside of me and I could feel 
my own orgasm beginning to rise in me.  It had been ages 
since I had been in the middle of my parents this way and I 
wanted to enjoy it as much as possible so it certainly didn't 
take much to bring me to a climax.  I moaned against my 
mom's pussy and she knew what that meant.

"Get ready John, she's cumming!" my mom exclaimed.

"You don't have to tell me, honey," my dad groaned, "God 
she can squeeze with that pussy!"

Guys have always told me that when I cum my pussy 
squeezes their cocks really hard – sometimes to the point 
they say it hurts.  All I knew was that at a moment like this
it felt like it was on fire, pulsing with pleasure that passed 
throughout my entire body.  Nothing else came close to 
making me feel this, like I was in some dream world where 
nothing else existed except the tingling in my body and the 
sheer ecstasy that overwhelmed me.  It was only natural for 
my pussy to try to hold onto the wonderful cock in it that was 
responsible for making it feel so good!  I never wanted it to 
end but eventually the surges running through me died down 
and I felt myself returning back to the world once again.  If 
this is how it feels to be on drugs then I can understand why 
people are addicted!  Fortunately I was able to summon it 
without a needle!  

Looking up from my mom's crotch I could see her lifting her 
head to see me past her boobs. She was smiling and I 
smiled back at her.  My dad pulled out of me and twisted my 
hips.  I understood what he wanted and as I got up my mom 
sat up on the couch.  I laid on my back with my head in her 
lap, one leg lifted up on the back of the couch and the other 
hanging over the edge giving my dad a clear view of my 
open pussy.   My mom stroked my hair with one hand and 
reached down to play with my pussy with the other.  She 
twiddled my clit while my dad lined up for another shot at 
fucking me.  I lifted my hips so he could put a pillow under 
my ass and then he kneeled on one knee with his other foot 
on the floor.  Holding his cock he scooted in until it was 
pushing up against my pussy where my mom grabbed it and 
used it like a dildo to rub my clit.  It felt wonderful to have
my parents working together to make me feel this good and at 
that moment I felt so much love for them!  Who could ask for 
better parents?!  I looked up at my mom and our eyes met.

"Oh mom," I sighed, "I love you both sooooo much!"

"We love you too Kelly," my mom replied, "now hold still so 
your dad can fuck you again.  I think it's his turn to cum 
now!"

I realized that I must have been wiggling my hips as my clit 
was stimulated with his cock head so I tried as best I could 
to relax and lay still while my mom directed my dad's cock to 
my pussy hole.  

"There you go John," she said to my dad, "fuck your little girl.  
I want to see you cum in her."

My dad was only too happy to do what she asked and I felt 
him entering me again.  After his last fucking my pussy was 
stretched out a bit so it didn't feel quite as tight was he 
entered me but I still reveled in the feeling as his cock filled 
my hungry pussy.  "Ohhhhh daddy," I whispered, "I love you 
in me."

My dad was going for it now, driving himself hard in and out 
of me, working himself to his own climax.  Faster and faster 
he fucked me, slamming himself against my cunt, grunting 
with each thrust.  I could feel his cock swelling and his head 
went back as his cock prepared to burst inside of me.

"Cum in me daddy," I begged, "Give me your love, show me 
how much you love me."

I knew my dad loved me unconditionally.  He didn't have to 
fuck me to prove it but I still loved it when he did.  Everyone 
loves to be shown they are loved and this was the ultimate 
act my dad could do for me.  When he came inside of me it 
made me feel so secure and loved.  When other guys cum in 
me it is simply something that feels good but I don't get any 
emotional fulfillment from it, just physical pleasure.  With my 
dad, while it still felt good to feel the pulses of heat in me
that signified his sperm being released inside of me, it was more 
emotional.  Having my own father fuck me was so intimate, 
so personal, that the final stage where he gave me the most 
personal gift he could was the final act of fulfillment for me. 

"Ohhhhhhhhh," I moaned as I felt the first load of cum 
shooting into me.  My dad pushed himself tight against my 
pussy and held himself there as one load after another of his 
sperm emptied into me.  When the last shot was released he 
pulled out slightly and thrust himself again into me, holding 
himself tightly against me as if to drive his sperm even 
deeper inside of me.  

"Let me taste it," my mom said to my dad, "bring that cock 
over here."

My dad pulled out of me and got up in the couch next to my 
mom so his cock was in her face.  I looked up and could see 
it was covered with our cum.  My mom took him in her mouth 
and licked every drop from it.  I would have loved to have a 
taste of it myself but it was nice to see my mom enjoying it 
this time.  My mom must have seen the hunger in my eyes 
because she looked down at me with his cock in her mouth 
and smiled as best she could.  Then she took it out and lifted 
my head up to her.  I twisted around on the couch and we 
kissed. Mmmmmm, I could taste my dad's cum and my 
pussy juices on her mouth as we kissed for my dad to watch.

"Now that's what I like to see," my dad said, "my two favorite 
women sharing!"

We both turned to him and smiled.  It was one of those 
moments you would like to be able to capture and replay 
over and over again.  Here I was with my loving parents, 
basking in the afterglow of an incredible orgasm with a load 
of my dad's cum in me, kissing my mom and feeling my dad 
running his hands over my nude body.  

We probably could have gone on like that for the rest of the 
morning except my mother, as always the practical one, 
remembered my grandparents were upstairs.  They were 
notorious late sleepers so we hadn't worried about them 
interrupting us (god, what a scandal THAT would have 
been!) but they were due to get up any time now.  
Reluctantly my parents dressed and I grabbed my mom's 
robe and put it on instead of getting my new dress soiled 
with the cum and sweat that covered my body.  I headed 
upstairs to take a shower while my parents stayed in the 
family room.  Just as I was about to enter the bathroom my 
grandfather came out of their room, rubbing the sleep from 
his eyes.   He looked at me and I imagine he had to wonder 
why my hair was such a mess and perhaps he could even 
smell the sex that permeated my body.  I didn't give him any 
more time to figure it out though and quickly ducked into the 
bathroom and cleaned up.

As I showered and ran my hands over myself I recalled how 
it felt to lay on the couch with my dad fucking me while my 
mom played with my clit.  I started masturbating and my last 
thoughts as my next orgasm hit me was that THIS is what I 
call a wonderful Christmas morning!


  
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