Date: Sat, 13 Jan 2007 02:56:26 -0800 (PST) From: Doug Campbell Subject: Christmas Belles Part one: Christmas Day, Boxing Day 2006 It's shortly before midday as I turn my car into the driveway of my son-in-law's parent's home, to where we have been invited for Christmas dinner, and wait as my wife assists my elderly mother-in-law from the car. They begin to move down the steps towards the large house, and I reverse from the driveway and back up the road, seeking a space to park the car. I see a vehicle behind me, holding back as I turn in behind the rear-most parked car on my side of the road, and then move in to park behind me. As I move around to the back of my car, to unload the dessert and presents, a young woman gets out of the car behind me, and calls "Hello Dougal!" I think it is Natalie, one of my son-in-law's cousins, and call back a response. She is about twenty-six, with short, dark hair, slim, a little too much so for my liking, and a trifle sharp of feature. Removing the goodies from the back of the car, I close the boot-lid and carry my awkward load down to the courtyard and into the house, where I am greeted cheerily, and helping hands relieve me of my load. Natalie and her family arrive behind me. She introduces me to her partner, Dallas, a good-looking part Maori in his early twenties, and I realise that he is not the partner I had previously met at the annual Christmas get-togethers. Her children, Reagan and Michaela, five and three respectively, are beautiful looking children, with lovely golden skin inherited from their father, who was also part Maori. Taking the glass of wine offered by my son-in-law's father, I move around the assembled family, greeting and chatting with everyone, including Natalie's father Noel, and mother Liz. Noel is a small man in his early fifties, with a greying goatee, while Liz is a slightly shorter and plumper version of her older sister, my son-in-law's mother, but with the same twinkle of eye and quick smile. Just as we are beginning to find places at the long table in anticipation of dinner being served, I see Natalie framed by the light of the picture window behind her, as she bends to seat her children. In profile, I see with a jolt of sexual awareness that her breasts, seemingly large in proportion to her slender figure and accentuated by her figure-hugging top, are also perfectly shaped, curving down and out to where her nipples must be, and full and rounded below. A good bra can assist any woman make the best of what nature has given here, but I have yet to see a bra that can replicate the perfect shape. Throughout the meal and afterwards, I cast surreptitious glances at Natalie's tits, taking care not to be observed. At one point I fantasise about having my hands and lips on them, and feel my cock swell and harden. After the remains of the meal have been cleared from the table and the gifts have been opened, some of the family with other functions to attend begin to leave. Natalie straps Michaela, who has fallen asleep, into a pushchair while Dallas takes the presents in one arm and leads Reagan up the steps. I see Natalie struggling to get the pushchair up the steps and quickly cross the courtyard to take the front of the pushchair while Natalie lifts the handle. As I am below her on the steps, her full tits are at my eye level, and I take care to enjoy a long look at them from beneath my brows as we make an awkward passage up the steps. At the top, we lower the pushchair to the ground, and I straighten up to see Natalie watching me with an amused look. "Like what you see?" she enquires. "I don't know what you mean!" I respond, but can feel my face flush. "I've watched you scoping my tits all day!" she retorts. "Did it give you that hard-on I saw earlier?" It's pointless denying it; she's snapped me. "Like to get your hands on them sometime?" she asks quietly. I nod. "Dallas likes to join in!" she adds. "I'm good with that!" I reply, "When?" "When suits you?" she shoots back. I think briefly, "We're away on Wednesday; how about tomorrow, Boxing Day?" "Any time," she affirms, "just call when you're on your way." Telling me her address and phone number, she pushes the pushchair quickly up the road after Dallas. The following morning, I tell my wife I am going over to the Hutt River to check out my trout fishing gear before we go on holiday to the lake. Before I leave, I take half a Viagra. I've only taken one previously, since I was given them, and I kept getting erections for about twelve hours, so a half should suffice. I call on my mobile as I start the car. Natalie answers, and tells me she and Dallas will be waiting for me. I find the address easily, and park the car just a half hour after leaving home. I knock on the front door, and Natalie opens it, wearing a tee shirt and brief shorts. "Do you want a drink first, or just go straight to the bedroom?" she asks. "The bedroom sounds fine to me!" I reply. Grabbing my hand she pulls me after her down the hall, calling over her shoulder "We're going to the bedroom!" In the bedroom she turns to face me, tipping her head back. I bend down, pulling her tight to me as we kiss, feeling her full tits flatten on my chest. Reaching between us I turn slightly so I can cup one of her breasts through her tee shirt. Her bra is some thin, filmy material, for I can feel her nipple through it; feel it swell and harden in response to me teasing fingers. Dallas follows us into the room, stripping off his shirt, then lowering his shorts and briefs and tossing them on the floor. As he straightens I see that his cock, although hanging limp, is swelling and looks like a good one. Moving behind Natalie he kneels, and I feel him tugging her shorts down, feel her step out of them, then feel her wiry bush rubbing against my thigh as she moves closer again. Dallas stands, reaches under Natalie's tee shirt to unsnap her bra, and begins to lift bra and tee shirt together. I release her as he lifts the clothing over her head to reveal her magnificent breasts. Fuck, they're glorious, everything I could have imagined, and more. I fall on them like a starving man, my mouth suctioning one taut nipple while I cup the other breast in one hand. I feel Dallas behind me, tugging my shorts and briefs down, my erect cock springing free. I step out of them, feeling Natalie press her smooth belly against my hot shaft, and release her tits as Dallas pulls my tee shirt over my head. Fastening my lips on the other swollen nipple I drop to my knees to feel between her thighs. Her bush feels short, trimmed. Sliding my fingers over her cunt lips I find then pouting open and wet, and slip inside. She gasps, spreading her legs wider to give my fingers better access to her. I feel a hand grasp my cock. Looking down, I see Dallas has reached between Natalie's legs from behind to hold me. "Fuck, that's a big one!" I hear him say. Letting Natalie's nipple slip from my lips I kiss down her belly, pushing my mouth between her thighs to tongue her slit. I reach back to grab Dallas's cock: it feels thick, almost as thick as mine. As I begin to stroke it he releases mine, parting Natalie's buttocks with both hands, tugging them apart as he buries his face in the cleft of her arse. His searching tongue finds mine in possession of her cunt, and retreats to probe her arsehole. Natalie hold my head with both hands, grinding her mound against my face as Dallas and I assault her clit, cunt and arse with our tongues. I feel her thighs begin to tremble, and she grabs me by the hair, pulling me to my feet. "Fuck me! One of you fuck me!" she demands urgently. Bending, I grip her behind her shoulders and under her knees and toss her onto the bed. She spreads her legs wide as I climb on after her. As I position myself between her thighs Dallas reaches between us to guide my knob to her dripping opening. Before I can sink into her, she has wrapped her legs around my back, pulling her hips up to me, impaling herself on my cock. Dallas is either behind or beside me as Natalie and I fuck; I can feel his hand between my thighs, fondling my balls, fingering my arsehole, and feeling my cock pumping in Natalie's wet cunt. Her hips are weaving and dancing as she bucks up to meet my thrusts, and her cunt is clamping down on my surging cock. I always have to fight the urge to cum with a first, new fuck, but this time, putting my trust in the Viagra to keep me up, I let fly a volley of spurts of spunk into Natalie's eager cunt. Feeling me cumming, she clamps her legs even more tightly around me and rolls us both over, riding my cock furiously as she climaxes. Even as she is still shuddering and twitching, I feel knees forcing my legs apart and look over Natalie's shoulder to see Dallas getting in behind her. His knob presses against my balls, then slides up the base of my cock to where my shaft is buried in Natalie's cunt. I feel growing pressure on the base of my cock and then Natalie groans as Dallas forces his cock into her cunt next to mine. I am unable to move, as his weight pins Natalie to me as he works his swollen cock in and out, rubbing pleasurably against mine as he fucks her over-stretched cunt. After several minutes Dallas begins grunting, then gives an extra hard thrust before stiffening, his cock buried deep in Natalie's cunt. Trapped against mine, I can feel his cock swell and twitch, and Dallas gives a deep sigh as his spunk joins mine in Natalie's hot hole. He lies on her back for a minute or two, his cock pulsing, and then slowly withdraws. No sooner is he off her than she rolls to one side, my swollen cock flopping wetly on my belly as it slips from her dripping cunt. Grabbing a handful of tissues from a box on the bedside table, she wipes between her thighs before ordering, "I want to see you horny bastards suck each other!" She has barely uttered the statement before Dallas is swinging a leg across me to straddle my head, lowering his still swollen cock to my lips as he leans forward to swallow mine. His cock tastes of spunk and well-fucked cunt, as I guess does mine, but I have no difficulty in returning the enthusiasm that he shows in sucking me. It's been some time since I last sucked a cock, even longer since I've had a young one. His cock is hot, thick and smooth, and once I have cleaned the slime from it I relish the slick, satin-like texture of it on my tongue. Withdrawing until my pursed lips enclose his tapering knob, I push the tip of my tongue into his piss-slit, and here the grunt of pleasure deep in his throat. He has little pubic hair at the base of his cock, and his balls, pressing against my nose and upper lip as he pushes his knob into my throat, are smooth and hairless. I swallow, fighting the reflex to gag, letting his knob slip deeper in my throat, and I hear him grunting his approval as he in turn works my swollen knob deeper into his throat. I hear a slap of a hand on bare flesh. "Get off Dallas! I want to watch Dougal fuck you!" He lifts his mouth from my cock and his cock from mine. He turns on the bed, taking the tube of lubricant Natalie hands him. Squeezing a generous blob onto his fingers he reaches between his thighs to lubricate his hole, and then squeezes a generous quantity on my shaft as I kneel beside him. I spread the lubricant up and down and around my cock, and then move in behind him as he kneels with his face in the pillows. Natalie moves close as I guide my knob to Dallas's puckered hole and press forward. She seems to hold her breath as my knob lodges at the entrance to his hole but is temporarily rebuffed. I press forward harder and feel his sphincter yield; opening to me, and my knob begins to slip in. Natalie exhales noisily. "Fuck, that is so sexy!" she whispers as she watches my cock slowly spread her boyfriend's hole and slide inside his arse. His arse is wonderfully tight; the elastic ring of muscle holding my shaft with a grip so exquisitely pleasurable that it is almost painful. Peering past my hips, Natalie watches intently as I finally bottom out, my belly pressed against Dallas's smooth buttocks. I reach under his belly; he is still hard. I begin to stroke his shaft in time to my slow, short movements in his tight hole, gradually increasing the speed and length of my thrusts as he opens up to me. Natalie still kneels beside us, her eyes glued to my pumping cock, one hand busy between her thighs. The tightness of Dallas's arse is milking my cock, wringing my spunk from my balls, but the Viagra is doing its thing and I'm still hard, still pumping, my spunk adding to the lubrication in his hole. However after several more minutes he finds it too much, and asks me to stop. As I still my movements, I feel fingers pry my butt cheeks apart, feel a shock of cold on my arse as Natalie squirts a blob of lubricant in my cleft and massages it into my hole. "Time to give Dallas a go!" she announces, and I ease my cock from his hole and move up take his place at the head of the bed as he moves behind me. It's been some time since I last took a cock, probably close to four years. His tip feels like the end of a fence post as he pushes against my hole. I will myself to relax, to push down, and feel a brief stab of pain as the end of his cock forces my sphincter open. I hear Natalie urging Dallas on as he spurs his cock deeper inside me, feel her fingers between us, fondling his shaft as it sinks deeper into me until her hand is trapped by his hips as he grinds his tool hard up me. Bending over my back, his hand grasps my greasy cock, stroking me, keeping me hard and aroused as his hips begin to flex, working his cock back and forth in my distended hole. My hole burns with a prickling heat as Dallas works his cock back and forth in me. It feels huge, reminding me of how unused I am to being fucked. I cannot hear Natalie, and cannot see her as I peer behind us. Dallas is beginning to feed me his full length, withdrawing almost to the tip, then ramming back in until his belly slaps my buttocks with an audible clap. The prickling distension of my sphincter and burning sensation has faded and I feel a pleasurable fullness in my rectum with each thrust, followed by a vague sense of emptiness with each withdrawal. Behind us, I hear Natalie's voice once more, followed, to my horror, by another, different voice. I look back around my shoulder to see her mother, Liz, removing her clothes at the foot of the bed. She comes around to stand beside the bed and watch. "God, you're right, it is a big one!" she tells Natalie, "I want some of that when Dallas has finished and they've cleaned up. In the meantime Mister Dougal, you can lick me out!" Getting onto the bed she sits on the pillows and leans back on the headboard, sliding her hips under my face, spreading her thighs and drawing her knees up to offer her cunt to me. Her cunt is covered in a mass of thick black curls. She reaches down, spreading her thick cunt lips with two fingers, exposing the pink flesh within in an open invitation. I obediently bend to the task, lapping at her cunt, my tongue finding the swelling nub of her clitoris. Dallas is winding up, his hips slapping me hard and fast. He stiffens, his cock jammed tight up me, and I feel his shaft jerk and twitch in the grasp of my anal muscle. I hear a loud slap behind me, and Dallas jerks his tool from my hole. "C'mon guys, hit the showers!" Natalie orders, giving me a stinging slap across the buttocks. Slipping from the bed I follow Dallas to the shower. My cock is still erect, thanks to the Viagra, while his is drooping. However his tool rises to erection once more as we soap one another clean. We towel off quickly and return to the bedroom. Liz is on her back in the middle of the bed; Natalie crouched over her, each with their head in the other's crotch as they like one another out. We watch for several minutes, stroking our swollen cocks, until Dallas makes a move, getting onto the bed to kneel behind Natalie. Grabbing her by the hips he pulls her back onto his cock, making her squawk as he surges up her with a single thrust. Liz crawls out from under her daughter. Throwing herself on her back on the edge of the bed she draws her knees back as she urges me into action. "C'mon Mister Dougal, give me that fat cock of yours!" As I approach her I grab my cock, aiming it at her wet and open slot. She groans with pleasure as I feed it into her. "Fuck, that feels nice," she moans, "that's the trick, fill me up!" She lifts her legs to rest them on my shoulders as I bottom out in her, grunting and moaning out her pleasure into my mouth as I ride her. Although thicker of waist and hip than her daughter, Liz has a good body, and her tits, though fatter than Natalie's, are surprisingly firm. I bend my head to suck and chew on a thick nipple, and Liz begins to jerk and buck, screeching as she climaxes. Beside us on the bed, Natalie orgasms and slumps forward off Dallas's cock to roll on her side to watch me fuck her mother. "Move up the bed, Doug," Dallas urges, "she can take us both!" Liz is still twitching as I reach under her hips to lift her to the middle of the bed, holding her to me as I roll on my side; Dallas moves behind her and lifts her uppermost leg high, reaching between her buttocks with the other hand. His hand moves busily for a minute or two before he moves closer, positioning himself. Liz's eyes open wide, she seems to hold her breath, then gasps, catching another ragged breath as I feel Dallas's cock press against mine through the wall of her cunt as he pushes into her arse. He's obviously been there before, and recently, for he wastes little time in thrusting steadily into her. I begin thrusting into her cunt once more, timing my thrusts to match his withdrawals, forcing her back onto his cock as his thrusts force her back onto mine. Natalie is bending over us, encouraging us, her face flushed and eyes gleaming with lust as she holds her mother's leg high in the air to give us all a better view as Dallas and I rock Liz's hips back and forth with the thrusts of our pumping cocks while our hands maul her big tits. I don't know how many climaxes Natalie has had, but her free hand is again busy between her thighs. Liz hasn't stopped orgasming since Dallas began fucking her arse. I think I've cum again; my cock is squelching noisily in Liz's cunt with each thrust, and my belly and thighs are wet and sticky. Dallas's hips begin to move faster; our thrusts get out of sync, and then he is grunting as he shoots wads of spunk up Liz's arse. He pulls out, and without the pressure of Dallas's cock in her arse, Liz's cunt feels slack. I pull out, roll her onto her front and hook an arm under her hips to raise them. Dragging a pillow down the bed I slip it beneath her hips, spread her legs wide with my knees, and penetrate her arse, still open from Dallas's fucking and well lubricated with his spunk. Although well fucked, Liz's arse grips my cock tightly, increasing my pleasure as I ride her. She is still climaxing, her gasps muffled by the bedspread. One hand between her thighs, fingers strumming her clit, Natalie straddles her mother to offer me her beautiful breasts to suckle. I fasten my lips on one, sucking hard, drawing the swollen nipple into my mouth to nip and chew it. Natalie gives a little cry as she climaxes again, and then slumps back, her nipple jerking from my lips as she falls back on the bed. My balls spasm as I climax, my cock twitching in Liz's bowel, but whether I add any spunk to the load inside her is questionable. Easing my cock from Liz's arse I rock back on my heels and look around. Dallas has left, possibly to shower. Both Liz and Natalie lie with eyes closed, although Liz still shakes with occasional tremors. My cock looks red, and feels bruised. Looking at my watch I realise we have been fucking for over two hours. It's time for me to go. Standing shakily I gather my clothes and head for the shower, passing Dallas in the hallway. He claps me on the shoulder, grinning broadly. "Some family, eh!" It is a statement, not a query. I nod in agreement as I grin back at him before continuing my way to the shower. Part two: 4 January 2007 Dianne M has arrived to stay at the lake with our friends. She is 52, a pleasant looking woman who parted from her husband the previous May. His job kept him in Auckland while their home was near ours in Wellington, and when he announced that he would be working overseas for two years, and that he wouldn't be taking Dianne, they decided to separate. After dinner we chat over a few drinks, but the sun and the boat rocking for five hours on the choppy lake has made us all tired, and at 11.00 p.m. my wife and I, and our friend Ivan head for bed, leaving Judith gossiping with Dianne in the lounge. I wake in the middle of the night. The house is quiet and still. Pressing the light on my watch I see it is a little after 2.00 a.m. My cock is swollen erect with a piss hard-on. I roll out of bed and pad to the bedroom door, opening and closing it behind me noiselessly. The light in the hallway is on. I am taking my first step towards the toilet when Dianne steps into the hall from the kitchen, not six feet from me. We both start, and then smile at one another's obvious surprise. I point at the toilet, and Dianne mimics drinking from a glass, as we explain wordlessly what we are doing. I am wearing a tee shirt and silky black boxers; Dianne a long tee shirt or shift that barely reaches her thighs. I see her staring at my crotch and look down. With a rush of embarrassment I see that my engorged tool is protruding from my boxers, the black silk emphasising my thick, white cock. I put a hand down to cover myself, but with three swift steps Dianne is in front of me, he hand wrapped tightly around my swollen shaft. She looks up at me and I bend to kiss her lightly on the lips. She thrusts her tongue into my mouth; I don't know how my mouth tastes after three hours of sleep, but it doesn't bother Dianne, so I return her passion enthusiastically. Slipping a hand between us I reach between her thighs, my fingers finding her wiry pubic hair. She spreads her legs slightly and I probe her crease, running my fingers back and forth until her cunt lips part and I feel moisture on my fingers. She whimpers deep in her throat. Taking my hand from her pussy, I put a finger to my lips, and then take her hand to lead her through the kitchen to the lounge. We are as far from the bedrooms as we can be, and I take her into my arms again. She has my cock in both hands, jerking it vigorously as I resume fingering her cunt. Sensing her urgency, I gently take her hands from my cock and turn her to bend her forward over a low easy chair. She grips the arms of the chair as I push her nightshirt up to her shoulders, running my hands over her body. I have heard her talk of her aerobic dance classes and playing touch rugby, and her body, while solid, is toned. I reach under her to cup her full, soft tits as I push my erection into the cleft of her butt. She grinds her hips back at me as I pinch her swelling nipples. Nudging her legs apart with my knees, I reach to finger her cunt once more. It is open and dripping wet. Bending my knees I guide my knob to her wet slit, holding it at her opening as I thrust forward and surge up her. Her cunt is tight and I guess that she hasn't had a man since she and Bill parted. Her excitement is obvious; she is whimpering deep in her throat, wriggling her hips with each thrust of my cock. My hands cup her soft breasts, pinching and rolling her swollen nipples. She climaxes quickly, her body shaking. She is a wet cummer; I can feel her juices on my balls and thighs. Erect before I started and with the distraction of a full bladder, I am not yet fully aroused, and continue to fuck Dianne vigorously. She climaxes a second time, and then a third, before I shoot wads of spunk deep in her cunt. I lie over Dianne's back, panting, before withdrawing, my wilting cock slapping wetly on my thigh. In an instant Dianne has turned, is kneeling before me, taking my slimy cock into her warm mouth. She sucks me tenderly, sensually, gradually teasing me back to full erection. Rising to her feet with a smile, making my cock leap as she licks her lips sexily, she takes both my hands in hers. I steer her to the dining room table until her hips meet the table edge, and tip her back to lie across it. Dropping to my knees I press my face between her wet thighs tasting her copious juices mingled with my salty spunk as I lick her out for several minutes before rising to my feet. She reaches urgently between us, grasping my cock in feverish fingers as she guides my knob to her opening. She draws her legs back, lifting her ankles onto my shoulders as I surge up her until my swinging balls slap in the cleft of her buttocks. Bending over her, I kiss her lips, our tongues probing and dancing, then move down to suckle her breasts as we enjoy a long, slow fuck. Dianne jolts back and forth on the tabletop as my hips buffet her buttocks, my cock sliding steadily in and out of her wet cleft in long, easy strokes. Her cunt muscles tighten convulsively, clasping my shaft as it pumps in her twat. We fuck for ten or fifteen minutes before her quickening breath signals the onset of yet another orgasm. I flex my hips faster, driving my cock into her harder: ever mindful of the need to minimise noise to avoid waking the others, I try not to slap my hips into her buttocks too hard. She presses the back of her arm to her mouth, muffling her moans as she climaxes. I pump faster, feel my spunk leap from my cock to fill her cunt in long spurts. Our movements slow, still, and I lie on her hips for several minutes, enjoying the sensation of her clinging cunt nipping my slowly shrinking cock before easing out of her and lifting her legs from my shoulders. I help her from the table, and as she makes her way to the toilet I open windows to clear the heavy odour of sex that pervades the room. I hear the toilet flush, wait a minute or two, then go to the toilet before washing carefully and quietly in the bathroom, returning to the lounge to close the windows again before slipping back to bed, falling into a dreamless sleep almost immediately. The year is off to a good start!