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He kept me going for I don't know how long. Tugging and pushing on the plug while he feasted on my pussy. Then the feeling in my asshole stopped... I mean stopped cold! He had popped the plug out of my ass and just sat back staring at my dribbling pussy. How dare he do that! I grabbed his head and pulled him back to my pussy... WRONG MOVE!
Charles dived back onto my clit all right, about the same time he slid two fingers in my pussy and played my g-spot like a master... How I managed to stay sitting on the toilet I have NO idea. Then again he did have his finger up me, keeping me in place... god I love it when he does that...
I cracked my eye lids to see him licking my juices from his fingers with a grin. "You just wait mister, I'll get you yet..."
He sat up and leaned over me to kiss me, his face covered in my juices. "Anytime gorgeous..."
He did manage to get me standing and into the shower. It was kind of nice to have the room to play and cuddle, even if I did enjoy the slut sandwich. 'grin'
So here we were, still damp from the shower, the night before Christmas Eve, having our gourmet dinner naked in the living room... baloney sandwiches, cottage cheese, and potato chips...but we were together...
Christmas Eve day... we woke alone... no Farrah...in bed with us anyway. I could smell bacon... and she KNEW he would wake up and go hunting that smell! I turned in time to see him opening his eyes. "BACON!"
Charles rolled out of bed and stuck his head through the door, followed by the rest of him... I wasn't getting laid this morning! But the smell of bacon was getting me hungry too.
I had to laugh, there he was in his birthday suit trying to steal bacon from the plate while poking her in the ass with his hard on... and she was fully dressed!
I came up behind her plastering myself against her. "You're over dressed..." I whispered in her ear as I groped her tits through her sweater.
"Uh uh, we have tree shopping to do before he has to go in to work."
I turned to him, "You have to work on Christmas Eve?"
"We're all taking half shifts. I have noon to four..."
I did remember him saying something about that while I was crying my eyes out. "Well then we better get moving..." we ate quick, bundled up, and headed out the door. I was even able to make a quick pit stop while they were out in the living room to slip my blue plug in. It went in so easily I almost went for the yellow, but there wasn't time...
If I didn't know better I would have thought Charles was hitting every bump he could to jostle my plug. But even if he didn't it was still a wonderful feeling...
We went by four lots before we found one still open, even if the pickings were slim. We found a small tree, only five feet tall, but it was nicely shaped, and only had a small bare spot. They also had one box of small gold decorations left, so with that and a tree stand we were set. Since it was being run by a nice charity, we left a nice tip in the kettle.
Charles barely got it re-cut and in the stand before he had to leave for work, leaving us to do the decorating.
We were decorating and goofing around as usual, when Farrah grinned and hooked two of the ornaments in her sweater... at the tip of her bra like they were in her nipples!
"Oh I can beat that!"
I stripped my clothes off, grabbed two of the ornaments, tightened the hooks, and hooked them around my nipples. "Ta da!" and gave them a little shake.
"Oh that is just HOT!" Farrah peeled her clothes off almost as quick and hung decorations on her nipples as well. She turned to look at her reflection in the patio door, then at me. "I'd say I know what we should give him for Christmas... but he'd be getting it even if it wasn't Christmas..."
I leaned over and gave her a soft kiss, the decorations on our nipples coming together with a slight 'tink' and some nice vibrations in my nipples! We decorated the rest of the apartment that way...
As we were decorating I liked the feeling of the ornaments on my nipples, and it was beginning to make me horny. Then I saw the reflected glint of the blue plug in my ass and I just had to do it. I ran to the bathroom while Farrah was still hanging lights and slipped the blue plug out. Pressing the yellow to my ass I was in a bit of a hurry and hadn't applied any extra lube. Mmmmm, feeling it push in on my ass instead of slide, stretching me, filling me, getting the bulge just in me and working it back and forth a bit. I was getting close when Farrah hollered out for help. I inhaled to holler back and my ass sucked that plug in making me squeak when I answered her. The interesting part would be when I was able to take the green...and clean myself for Charles!
That was part of what Octavia and I talked about too. I'd only had an enema twice before, once as a kid and once in high school for a doctors exam.
I remember it was a weird feeling with the water filling me. But Octavia said if I really wanted to get my ass fucked right, it was something I had to do. To be able to have him in my ass without a rubber...to feel his cum in my ass as I walked... I wanted to walk down the runway at graduation with him still in me...
I looked at the green plug...damn that thing was huge. As big if not a bit bigger than him, but if I could take that, then I could take him...
The thought of a cock in my ass again gave me the shivers. The last time I had one in my ass was back in high school. We were out at the park after the game... he convinced me that it would be better if we did it that way so I wouldn't get pregnant... back then we didn't have the arm implants like we do now.
He got me all hot and bothered, nibbling on my nipples, playing with my pussy...AND NIBBLING ON MY EAR LOBE! I didn't know I could get that wound up! He slid into my pussy a few times to wet his cock, and then pressed against my ass, still saying it would be good.
I was face down in the back seat, and all I knew was I wanted him in me after he had nibbled on my ear lobe... he pressed against my ass, and it wasn't bad, but when he pushed his cock in me it hurt like a son of a bitch. He took my screams for pleasure and gave me a few strokes to make it worse. The only good part was we were young and he popped in me after only four strokes.
Once I managed to get him off me, I shoved him out the door, good thing I insisted on taking my parents car. I managed to drive over to Hanna's place...that is when I discovered women.
I cried and we hugged, I cried some more... and then she kissed me and told me everything would be OK. I kissed her back and then all of a sudden I was hugging her and we were rolling around hugging and groping...and kissing...and kissing...damn that woman could kiss. And a whole lot more... I learned a lot that evening, and several evenings over the next few months. The differences between making love with a woman instead of a man. Hanna knew just how to lick and play with my pussy. The tender kisses on my nipples and tits, or just how to bite at the tips of my nipples. The sensation of laying on her with her tits on mine, feeling her nipples poking right back into mine... The heat of her pussy against mine...
What was wild was no one said a thing about my staying over at Hanna's house... we spent many a night exploring each other...the only good thing that came out of that night...and I don't even remember his name!
A pinch from Farrah got me out of my daze, and we finished the decorating. She popped half of the ham in the oven to warm. We peeled potatoes and had everything ready when Charles came in the door.
"Something smells good in here..." We came out of the kitchen, shaking the decorations on our nipples. He held out his arms to us, "And looks delicious..." He ran a hand down our hips to squeeze our ass cheeks as he gave each of us a kiss.
We pushed him to the bathroom, "Go rinse off, then we can eat." I followed him in and 'assisted' in getting him undressed. He reached for my new jewelry, but I swatted his hand away, "Later, I'm hungry... for FOOD!" I did give his cock a squeeze, and slowly turned to show him the plug in my ass, and went back to the kitchen.
He came out nice and damp, smelling like my guy, make that OUR guy...his plate was set across from us, and we just happened to be sitting cross legged with hips thrust forward... wonder why?
I looked at Farrah and then Charles, "So how do we do Christmas? Since we all planned so far ahead..."
Charles raised an eyebrow at me, but didn't say anything about my forgetting. "Well when I was with someone, we usually waited until Christmas morning," he answered.
Farrah was next, "We have a big family, and we are really spread out. Usually it was one weekend at one grandparents, another weekend at the other. We opened one present Christmas Eve before we went to bed, and everything else Christmas morning. What about you?"
"A lot depended on who was working when, but usually it was Christmas morning." I turned to Farrah. "So when are you going to visit family this year..."
"Um, they're all out east at my bother-in-laws. I hadn't planned on making the trip this year. I thought..." She looked back and forth between us.
I put an arm around her and pulled her close. "We're all together this Christmas." and gave her a quick peck before diving back into my ham. She looked over at Charles, and he nodded at her making her smile.
He grabbed the stereo remote and pulled up a Christmas channel, and we listened to some nice music while we ate, not a word being said.
"OK," Farrah hopped up, "Desert time!" she took our plates, and reappeared with pumpkin pie and whipped cream.
She went to put Charles plate in front of him, and he took her hand and set all three plates on his side. "Sit with me..."
We shifted over, and were going to start in on the pie when he looked back and forth between us. He took each of our hands in his, "We could be eating TV dinners with plastic silverware in a dinky run down apartment and this is still the best Christmas I can ever remember." He kissed the back of our hands and then picked up his fork and began eating.
My eyes were tearing up, and Farrah's were too. We leaned over and gave him a kiss at the same time... "me too" I whispered.
Farrah got a grin, "me three!" she held the smile for a second then burst out laughing. We couldn't contain it and all of us were laughing and hugging.
"So when do we do the present thing?" I asked.
Farrah froze, "I didn't..."
"I didn't either...but he did..."
We looked at him, and I thrust my chest out and jiggled my Christmas jewelry.
Farrah smiled, thrust her chest out and jiggled her jewelry as well. "What did you do?" she said.
"It's just something I saw in passing, thought it was something for us."
Farrah totally forgot about her pie. "WHAT IS IT!" She was jumping up and down on the couch enough she was in danger of dislodging the decorations hanging from her nipples.
"I thought you didn't do presents until Christmas day?"
"BUT WE OPENED ONE ON CHRISTMAS EVE!!"
"But it's only one..."
"SO!!"
"So you think we should get it out?"
"DUH!"
Charles looked at me, and I just shrugged.
"There's a small box with a red bow in my sock drawer."
Charles barely finished talking when Farrah dropped her plate on the coffee table and vaulted over the back. We heard her screech and run back in with a small box in her hand, kind of like a pen and pencil set or a bracelet box.
She vaulted right back over the back of the couch, landing cross legged like she had never left. Farrah held the box in one hand and the end of the ribbon in the other staring ay him.
"Go ahead..."
He hadn't quit speaking and she was pulling the ribbon. She held her breath and flipped open the box...and froze.
"What is it?", I asked. She looked like she was going to bawl like I did yesterday as she handed me the open box.
As I turned it to look in the box I almost dropped it, my hands were trembling... There were three gold bands in the box...
He took the box from my hand, and lifted one of the rings from it. He took my hand and held the ring to my finger and looked at me. All I could do was smile. He slid it on and gave me a quick kiss, then took the small ring and turned to Farrah. Her finger was shaking so bad he had to hold it still to slip the ring on and gave her a quick kiss as well.
He set the box on the coffee table and picked his pie up to eat...HIS PIE! He just gave us rings AND HE'S EATING PIE!
Farrah and I were both looking at the rings. They weren't all that fancy, just a narrow gold band, but with three small diamonds set in a little etching...
I looked at her, then at him, holding the ring up. "What..."
Charles finished his bite, in no hurry... "I think we've become a family, I thought it seemed appropriate..." he took another bite, looking at me. When he finished chewing he continued, "It's up to you girls if we wear them or not."
I looked at Farrah, and she smiled and nodded. I picked the box back up took the large ring from it as she took his pie plate from him. I put the ring on his finger and gave him a kiss, she turned his head to her and gave him a kiss as well.
We gave him his plate back, and we finished ours. Hell started ours since we had never taken a bite. I turned my plate every few bites to see the ring.
Charles finished his pie and put his arms around us while we finished ours. I couldn't take it any more. I held up my ring, "So what does this mean? Are we..."
"...engaged?" he finished. I nodded, "Well I guess we could be, but last I knew polygamy was illegal so it would be a pretty long engagement..."
"But your bad marriage, the women since..."
Charles kicked his head back thinking, "If I stopped and thought about it, there hasn't really been anyone since... not like you two. And since meeting you two... I'm not sure there really was in the first place even when I was married."
"But we've only known each other for a few months..."
"And me, not even two..." Farrah said.
"And yet here we are, celebrating Christmas together." Charles slid his hands forward just above our tits and lifted the skin a bit to make us jiggle with a sly grin on his face.
"Is that what we're doing?" Farrah said as she leaned into him and snuggled under his arm.
I snuggled down under the other, and leaned over to give her a quick peck as I reached down to stroke his firm cock.
"Yup, and I know it because of what's on my mind..."
"And what's that?" as her hand joined mine and leaned over to me to kiss again, a not so quick peck! Nice soft woman lips with his cock in my hand...
"You mean besides the obvious with two hot babes in my arms?"
I looked up at him smiling and squeezing his cock as it was hardening in our hands. "Mmmmm Hmmmmm."
"I'm wondering what I have to do to beat this for next year..." Charles tipped our heads back and kissed our foreheads.
Farrah looked at me, "I think we need to take this to the bedroom... " she leaned forward and took her hand off of him and took him in until her lips touched my fingers. Then she came back up off, slipped her Christmas decorations off her nipples, and headed for the bedroom.
I took my hand off and took in as much of him as I could, then watched Charles watching me take the decorations from my nipples, thinking about how good his lips will feel on them.
Farrah was just getting on the bed, wrong way around, as I went into the bathroom to take my plug out.
I looked at myself in the mirror, sliding my hands up to cup and squeeze my tits, rolling my aching nipples between my fingers. I stopped, looking at the ring against my skin, feeling the cool metal against my nipple...his ring...against my skin. 'GRINNNN!'
I had just put a foot upon the stool when I heard him groan from the bedroom. I leaned forward a bit to see Farrah taking his cock as far as she could, then back off and begin sucking and playing with him.
I couldn't help it, I reached back and grabbed the base of my yellow plug. I pulled it out until the bulge was just barely in my ass and held it there, feeling so stretched out.
When Farrah began to take him back in I slid it back in. In and out, matching her taking him in. imagining what it was going to be like with him in my ass. GOD THIS FELT GOOD!
And then I had to know, could I handle something that HUGE. My set was in the vanity drawer... I slipped the plug out and set it beside the sink, snatched the drawer open and grabbed...the green plug. The HUGE green plug... the plug that would tell me I could handle him...
I took the tube of lube and coated it and my ass enough it was about to drip...it was now or never time. I nestled it against my ass, feeling the slick lube letting it settle against me. I leaned forward again, watching her take him in.
I pressed it into my ass as she slid down, feeling it stretch me. It was getting full, and I hadn't gotten it half way! Damn that looked good, Farrah was grinning around his cock as she felt it going past her lips...
I began to get in a rhythm, matching her strokes, pushing the plug in as far as I could on each stroke. Then I saw her, she was opening up to take as much as she could on the next stroke. Farrah slid down SLOWLY, feeling every little vein and wrinkle. I could see the top of her throat stretch as she got as far as she could.
I pushed the plug in as she slid down, watching her more than feeling the plug. When she bottomed out she lifted her hands a bit, letting her weight come down on him, pushing just a bit further. I moved my fingers on the plug, putting just a bit more pressure...
OH FUCK! It stretched me just a bit more and popped in like it was coming out the other end! That stretch went straight to my clit. I fell to the floor quivering and moaning, my ass clenching around the invader as my pussy flowed like a river.
It was both the strongest and gentlest orgasm I can ever remember. My pussy was trembling and clenching against nothing, and yet I couldn't quit cumming, my nipples on fire...
Evidentially I made some noise, for when I brought my head up off the floor they were both looking at me, Farrah still lazily sucking his cock. I felt my face turning red, "I got it in..." as I crawled a few feet to the bedroom carpet and rolled on my side, still panting.
Farrah came up off him with a pop, "NO SHIT?" and scooted around the bed to come over behind me. She knelt down beside me, I felt her hand on my ass, and then she nudged the plug in my ass...
"OH FUUuuuuUUUUUuuuuuKKKKKKK..." I rolled onto my belly, ass in the air like a cat in heat. I was grinding my nipples into the carpet and grabbing handfuls of it at the same time. While my ass might have been in the air, it was anything but still.
Farrah bumping the huge plug set me off again, making my ass clench and shake, making me cum some more, making my ass clench and shake, making...
I was face down in the carpet, my fingers ached and my nipples were sore. Even with my legs together I could tell I was a sloppy mess. I lifted my head enough to see her lying beside me. "Don't do that again..."
She didn't do that, she just reached over and gave my ass a squeeze... I could feel the plug shift a little; the little wench... I'll show her...
I pushed her back and crawled on top of her, dragging my nipples across her until I had her under me, face to face, or more precisely mouth to mouth. I planted mine on hers and pinned her to the floor my tongue searching out hers in a battle for supremacy, but my hormones were winning hands down.
Wrapping my arms around her I gave it all I had, grinding tit to tit, ravaging her pussy with my soaked landing strip. If I was a man I'd be raping her... Feeling her begin to quiver under me to match what I had started when she grabbed my ass.
