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*1994Jessica?s parents had met Mike barely an hour before she snuck him to her bedroom.?You?re nuts,? her three-month boyfriend told her as she eased his straining zipper down, the pair of them framed in fairy-lights she?d strung around her mirror.?It gets you hard,? she said, sliding down him and uncovering his cock as she progressed. ?See??I Wish It Could Be Christmas Every Day emanated from downstairs as Jess bobbed on him, the reindeer antlers she?d donned dancing in rhythm. Michael wished the same, providing the festivities included slurping enthusiasm from his cocksucking girlfriend. ?Fuck?? he groaned.?I?m so horny,? Jess said, chasing saliva drips with her tongue. ?I want you to do it.??Do what?? Her eager mouth had scrambled Mike?s twenty-year-old thought processes.?Me,? Jess clarified, climbing to grip her bedrail, ass thrust out with a first-year uni student?s precocity. ?In my own bedroom at Christmas.??Your parents are below,? he said, wetted cock swaying as he rose. ?Your whole family???I know, it?s too perfect.? She peered over her shoulder and peeled her red, plaid skirt upwards over her ass. Even clad in fern-green tights that rear was sweeter and juicier than the satsuma peeking from the festive stocking that dangled on her bedpost.?Shit,? he breathed, fingers twitching to grasp damp, pussy-clinging fabric. ?We?ll get caught???They?re too busy getting pissed and singing crappy Christmas tunes,? Jess insisted. ?Just fuck me!?Lust?s roar drowned out the jangle of Mike?s nerves, and he tugged the panties free, pressing his spearhead between candy-pink pussy folds and thrusting inside. Jess provided her customary shaft-sucking welcome, the tightest he?d known since his virginity?s departure several years prior. Two years of college dating and fornication hadn?t prepared his heart for her smile the day she registered at the Drama Society?s Freshers? Fair stall, nor indeed his cock for her cunt. Its wet heat was irresistible to him, even?it turned out?with her family in proximity.Nor did Jess minimise the risk. Her enthusiasm as he thrust, balls smacking thighs as he filled her, was unbridled enough to overpower Wizzard?s festive classic and the downstairs cocktail chatter. ?Shush!? he urged. Her juicy interior was warm as mulled wine and five times as intoxicating, but she needed to calm the fuck down.?Can?t! Don?t stop?? his crazy girlfriend moaned. God and Santa knew he didn?t want to, and the circumstances just made it hotter. But still? Her cries https://escortium.org were raw, and Mike cringed as he fucked. He couldn?t be caught with her, not like this!Desperate times demanded seasonal solutions. Grabbing for the gift-crammed stocking, that relic of his lover?s Christmases past, he liberated the satsuma and stuffed it into her open mouth. ?Bite on that,? he said, gripping shoulder and waist, and driving extra-hard.She did, teeth breaking the skin of her improvised gag and piercing deep into its sweet flesh as Mike shafted her. Juice ran down her chin and thighs together, as midnight chimes pealed out from the nearby church.Christmas had come, and neither Jess nor Mike was far behind.~~~~2000?It?s perfect,? Jess said, gazing about at sprigs of green and blood-red berries, slender glowing candles and fairy-light pinpricks.?It?ll be a perfect mess by midnight,? Mike predicted.?And you?ll clean up,? she said, poking him playfully. ?You?re the one with messy friends. If Liam gets pissed and knocks his punch around this carpet???He?ll be on his best behaviour,? Mike assured. ?Bringing his new girlfriend, yeah???Chloe.? Jess nodded. ?Let?s hope this one?s a good influence on him.??Like you were on me?? He squeezed her close, palms exploring contours wrapped in a silver party dress.?That?s not the point,? she said, nuzzling his neck and pawing his chest, fingers toying with shirt buttons and teasing chest hair. ?We?re allowed to misbehave. We?re special. And it?s our home.??Our first home.??Mmhmm. Bit of a tight squeeze, but exquisitely appointed?like your pussy,? Mike said, tugging up the hem of her dress to better access that body part.?Is it?? she half-purred, half-giggled, insinuating her hand between their close-pressed bodies and diving to squeeze his crotch. ?So our next will be extravagant with a nicely trimmed lawn?like your cock???Absolutely,? he affirmed, pulling her close to let her feel his hardness. ?Or why are we working both our asses off?? He gripped one hard-worked ass. She encircled him to claim the other.?Good point. Speaking of which, how about we reward ourselves for throwing such a lavish party???Before the guests arrive???Uh-huh,? she said, tugging him towards the humble spruce sapling they?d tucked into a corner of their living-room. ?I?ve a special present to give you under the tree.??Damn?I love festive traditions,? he told her, as she lay him down, already tugging at his belt buckle.?Fucking on Christmas Eve?? Exposing his cock, she trailed her tongue from balls to tip, the candlelight reflecting in her dark eyes. ?First time in our own place, though.??First of many,? he assured, himself as much as her, while she hitched up her dress and plucked aside the crotch of her silk panties. ?Hurry up and sit that pussy down on me before the bloody door starts buzzing???They can all wait,? she said, straddling him and fitting his swollen head to her lips. ?Our house, our rules.???Tis the season to be freaky?? Then he gasped as she enveloped him.?Ohhhhhhhhh?? She sank all the way, loving how he stretched her out. ?God, I?m going to ride you like a fucking reindeer.??I?ve no idea what that means,? he groaned, and then shut up. She was shunting on him too committedly to allow articulation of further thought. One dress strap fell away to expose a berry-nippled breast, and ringlets of auburn hair tumbled free from the band with which she?d secured them. She rode him fast and frantic, phantom doorbells ringing in her ears as she fucked herself upon him. He gripped her hips in response, thrusting up inside her.They came together like chiming Christmas bells, and when they were all rung out, it seemed to Mike the perfect moment for his secret gift?the smallest, most expensive one. She was still astride him when he passed her the tiny, ribboned box.?Is this what I think it is?? she gasped, now doubly out of breath.?Open it,? he said, still tumescent within her. She did, gasping once again at how the jewel sparkled, when she tried on the ring under Christmas lights.?Merry Christmas, Jess,? Mike said. ?Our Christmas. First of many.?~~~~2005The Santa costumes hadn?t been Jess?s idea. But Chloe liked a bit of dress-up and insisted it would be just what was needed to ?get the boys going?.?Are we sure this is wise?? Jess had asked Mike the night before.?I don?t know. Do you?? was his non-committal response.?It might? liven things up,? she suggested. ?Make sure we don?t fall asleep like last time Mum and Dad took Megan??They?d both smiled ruefully. Mike?s parents babysitting their demanding three-year-old the night before Christmas was gold.Thus Jess found herself bumping boobs and asses with Chloe in a raunchy re-enactment of Mean Girls ?Jingle Bell Rock? scene, their husbands spectating in escalating and erectile awe. Her explanation that she and Mike would be throwing another ?little Christmas Eve party? hadn?t entirely been a lie. The celebration was simply more exclusive than she?d suggested. And more niche.Maybe it would have been better with just the two of them, she considered, as she ground her satin-clad ass into Mike?s crotch, Chloe beside her doing the same to Liam. This should have been their first family Christmas in the townhouse for which they?d both worked so hard, even if they?d ended up falling asleep to Miracle on 34th Street after a third glass of Glühwein.There?d be no falling asleep tonight?not with silky blonde Chloe swinging Jess one-eighty, reversing their positions, so that they ended up dry-riding each other?s husband. Even hopped up on vodka-and-cranberry cocktails, Jess was reticent to service Liam?s substantial bulge. That remained the case until Mike groaned appreciation at whatever Chloe?s satin snatch was doing to his denim-wrapped hard-on. You like that, do you? Then let?s see how your bezzie mate likes THIS?So was triggered the rivalry?a semi-playful one, at least initially. Lots of tongue-sandwich girl-on-girl to show the boys what good sports they were. But Chloe?s licking of Mike?s neck was a step too far for Jess. Whipping off her panties so that she could ride Liam?s uncomplaining face was?she knew?an act of pure passive aggression. Chloe upped the ante, grinding her cunt against Mike?s startled mouth till she came in it. From there it was a race to free each other?s husband?s cock and a contest to provide the most amazing Yuletide suck-job.As Jess hoovered Liam?s erection?longer than Mike?s, if not quite as sturdy?it occurred to her how few cocks she?d ever had in her hot, pretty mouth. Now there was a truly guilty thought. But then she saw Mike?s head thrown back, like after twelve years? monogamy it was great to have a different girl?s lips adhered to his shaft. In a fit of emotion she couldn?t quite define, she went for it with Liam?bobbing like the tree fairy when family dog Max had attacked the lower branches.Both guys came in not-their-spouse?s mouth, both girls drinking it like eggnog. All parties? with the arguable exception of Liam?looked sheepish afterwards but shepherded such emotions away, parting with hugs and cordial Christmas wishes.?Maybe just us next year?? Jess said, snuggling in bed once they?d checked all their preparations for the trek to her parents? next day.?Yeah?good idea,? Mike said. ?Merry Christmas.??Merry Christmas.?They kissed, and Jess drifted off, with the merest icy sliver embedded in what should have been pure festive warmth.~~~~2013?You seriously expect me to wear this?? Jess dangled the bra and panty combo from her index fingers and glowered at Mike. ?At my parents???