All characters 18 and consenting.

Topics; step-sister, friend Handjob, friend BJ, multiple cumshots, secretive, sisterly bullying/humiliation.

My little Christmas gift to all my wonderful readers. Thanks in advance for reading. I really appreciate you.

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Jason sat limply on the leather couch feeling the Christmas Eve breeze that was blowing in from the living room window keeping him alert. The fluffy throw blanket over his midsection that draped down onto the floor protecting him somewhat from chill.

He kicked his toes gingerly, his mind elsewhere, as he tapped a freshly sharpened pencil against his thoughtful lips.

‘What else did I want?’ He pondered, his gaze staring out the window at nothing in particular; his mind flashing with gift ideas.

A new Xbox, a new set of sneakers, perhaps an Oodie. It was a list he made yearly yet it never got easier; jotting down your likes and dislikes, distilling your needs down to a single page, bullet-pointed from most to least important was, for Jason at least, a near insurmountable task.

It wasn’t that he had too little and the list was too long no! It was the very opposite. at the ripe old age of 25 he had been given (or bought himself) all that he needed.

His list, as it stood currently was nothing short of abstract, with silly and sarcastic suggestions such as ‘a will to live’ or ‘peace of mind’. He chuckled to himself, as if Santa had those in his sack.

Jason sighed, smacking the notepad against his blanket covered thighs. He knew inherently that Santa wasn’t real but he wrote the list regardless, a hold over from when he and his mom celebrated by themselves, that was before his mom remarried.

“Danni honey breakfast!” His Mom called from in the kitchen, the smell of freshly flipped pancakes wafting down the hall.

“Don’t rush me! I’m putting my face on! Ugh!!” Yelled a voice from upstairs, an all too familiar, bratty voice.

Danni; his step-sister.

Jason let out another sigh, this time of annoyance at something other than the list. His step sister Danni was always in a foul mood, she didn’t respect any of the old Christmas traditions. If she wasn’t so pretty, Jason thought, he had half a mind to say something to her.

Jason heard the stairs creak and turned his head around to see her walking down them. For all her mouthing off and bratty tendencies she made up for it in spades with her drop-dead gorgeous looks.

Jason often felt a tingle of embarrassment mixed with foreign excitement at the taboo thoughts about his sister. Even he couldn’t deny she was a bombshell.

She walked elegantly down the stairs, her satin pyjamas hanging loosely off her tight, athletic frame. Her blonde hair was done up in a loose updo, her face blemish free under a light veil of foundation, her gorgeous green eyes caught the light easily, shinning brighter than the illuminated Christmas tree beside him.

Jason felt his eyes linger and begin to trail down her astounding body, for a mere moment landing on her enormous breasts tucked sneakily away behind her pyjama top, she was stacked.

Jason pulled his gaze away, and, as if in a haze had been lifted, was able to see that, flanking his step sister were two equally gorgeous women; Debbie and another woman he had only ever heard referred to as Diva.

Stealing a look, Jason’s eyes quickly darted from Debbie to Diva, the pair almost mirror images of his step sister in the best possible ways.

They all sported blonde hair, hazel/green eyes and the same style of pyjamas; their hair the only distinguishing feature; Danni had an updo, Debbie had pigtails and Diva let it fall around her face.

Equally they all had near identical body shapes, slender tight waists with bubble butt’s and incredibly large breasts for their size; truly a gift from the Heavens.

Jason scoffed, forcing his attention away, back toward the pencil and paper, his hands trembling, or at least he thought so.

He recalled that, in college, the three had been unofficially dubbed the “triple D’s” as a joke that they all had D letter names and, were incredibly well endowed.

A sensationally naughty thought crossed his brain; he wondered erotically what they felt like, those plush, mountainous breasts.

As his brain played out the miraculous feeling of being bestowed a touch of their luscious, incredible bodies, he felt the paper pad be torn from his hands.

Snapping back to the cold winter of reality his eyes grew large as the trio stood in front of him, no longer on the stairs. In the centre stood Danni who held the paper. The three studied it before cackling their teasing laughs.

“You still write out a Santa list you big baby?” Danni said laughing, slapping the pad back into Jason’s cheek.

“What’re you 12?” Debbie injected, her laugh just as piercing.

Diva said nothing, she merely stared.

The pair of gigglers looked at their stoic friend with malice, beckoning her to join in.

“I just think it’s sweet is all.” Diva announced coyly, playing with her hair.

“Sweet?” Danni began, ripping the page back from Jason’s sweaty hands. “He is a 25 year old man child writing to Santa!”

“Maybe he wrote out something sweet?” Diva propositioned, her finger tightly tied between strands of blonde hair.

Debbie rolled her eyes, snatching the booklet from Danni’s perfectly manicured hands, her deep green nails matching nicely with Danni’s festive red ones.

Silently Debbie read the list, lightly scoffing at a few of the crudely written dot points before gasping at the final one; a feminine hand swooping to cover her now open mouth;

“Omg. You gross little pervert.” Debbie said, angling the paper toward Danni and Diva.

“You sick fuck.” Danni replied her eyes wide.

Diva merely laughed.

Debbie turned the page to face Jason. His heart ran cold as he gazed upon the page. As if done unconsciously, a bullet point he didn’t recognise stared back at him, the words piercing, the handwriting unmistakably his.

Penned in black ink the phrase “sister BJ” was written as certain as snowfall on Christmas morning.

“Care to explain this?” Danni said frantically, snatching the paper out of Debbie’s hand and slapping it in Jason’s face. The paper crumpled against his sweaty skin and fell into his blanketed lap.

“I…uh…well…you see” Jason said panicked, stumbling over his words, never quite pushing out a full sentence.

“You’re. Fucking. Gross.” Danni said, her words full of spite and hate.

“Danni I’m sorry I—“

“Shut it pervert. Go to your room, if we see you out here today, at all, we’re taking this to your mom.” Danni said, snatching up the paper once final time, handing it casually over her shoulder to Diva who stood straight faced, her golden blonde hair falling softly on her sun kissed face.

“But Danni I—“ Jason tried once more, before feeling a tight hand grab a hefty clump of his hair, yanking him upwards.

“Now fucktard!” Debbie commanded pushing him toward the stairs, a barefoot catching his firm buttocks for good measure, kicking him into retreat.

Embarrassed and red faced he skulked up the staircase toward his room, softly closing the door behind him as he heard their mocking voices depart toward the kitchen.

His room was cold, the winter breeze pelting through his window. Jason sighed, knowing it couldn’t be closed all the way as he fiddled around on his phone, watching something to take his mind off of the embarrassment.

He couldn’t believe himself! Why would he write that, I mean sure, he thought, his sister was amazingly attractive but why put that to paper? Now he couldn’t even steal a sneaky gaze at the trio from across the breakfast table.

Sighing he opened his browser and brought up a favourited tab; a porn video of three blondes serving a big white cock. Immediately Jason shot to full attention, his cock hardened instantly.

As the video played he began rubbing himself through his shorts, his mind interweaving stills and images of Danni, Debbie and Diva in the place of the women in the video.

Before long his pants were around his ankles, his thick veiny cock gripped tightly in his hand. Stroking slowly, focusing on his sensitive tip, he watched eagerly as the women in the video gobbled and slurped on the fat white dick.

Jason felt an oozing torrent of precum leak out of his shaft. He readjusted his grip, wetting his cock with his precum. The strokes became longer and more deliberate; the precum acting as a makeshift lube allowing for smooth strokes that ignited his senses.

He could feel a tender ache in his balls, his shaft thickening with every stroke; he was close. He sped up, faster and faster as the video played longer.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

The door barrelled open. Jason, unable to soften in time, yanked his shorts up with unbridled haste, barely containing his stiff penis as he saw Diva enter his room.

“Hey.” She said casually making her way to the end of his bed, placing her dumptruck ass softly against it.

“Hey.” Jason replied back, his hands placed over his obvious bulge.

“So I don’t know how to say this.” Diva said with a chuckle, her eyes affixed to the floor.

“But I kinda found it…I don’t know, hot? That thing you wrote. It was so naughty…my kind of naughty.” She said, her eyes now gazing deeply into Jason’s.

“Now, I know I’m not your step sister.” Diva said, a warm, soft hand gliding up his leg, stopping just below his crotch.

“But for the next few minutes.” She said her hand now wrapping itself around the bulge, her other clasping against the elastic waistband;

“we can pretend I am.”

Immediately, she pulled down the shorts, Jason’s hard cock almost slapping her in the face. With a charmed giggle, Diva took hold of his dick with one hand, licking the palm of her other before placing it around the head.

Both of her hands fit nicely around Jason’s aching hard shaft, one hand positioned on the shaft, the other around the delicate dickhead. Slowly, and in unison she began stroking.

Jason could only sit there, propped up by his pillows, his pasty white cock entrapped behind two olive brown hands, the grip sensational, the feeling beyond words.

Each stroke felt angelic, his nerves barely able to control themselves. He threw his head back, snagging a pillow from his bed. He placed it over his mouth and moaned deeply into it as Diva strokes grew faster.

“Ooh you like that you naughty boy, you wish it was your sister jerking your big fat dick don’t you? Ooh yeah.” She said moaning the last few words.

The speed increased, now at a torrent of pleasure, the inescapable ecstasy blinding him to all morals and reason. With every passing stroke he felt his civilised nature slip away, she was turning him primal; animalistic in nature.

He felt his cock pour out precum, soaking Diva’s hands. Arching his back he knew he was only moments away, the pleasure building to its natural crescendo. A rush of unexplainable pleasure forced itself up his shaft, his balls tingling with primal energy.

“Look at me…look at me.” Diva beckoned, her voice throaty and needy.

Jason tilted his head back toward her as he felt himself fall over the edge, the point of no return long past. With a guttural and instinctual grunt he moaned deeply, a thick white cumshot shooting hard out of his dick straight into the air.

“That’s it, keep going keep going.” Diva pleaded, stroking now at a devilish speed.

Shot after shot of thick warm cum burst out, landing all across his veiny dick, flat stomach and, most importantly, Diva’s sexy hands.

Seconds turned to minutes and Diva’s pumps slowed down, extracting every last drop, Jason’s body shaking like a leaf in a heavy autumn wind with every pump.

Finally and emphatically she released him, his long cock drooping down, falling between his legs, exhausted. The penis and his lower legs were covered in sticky warm semen, his bed thoroughly stained.

With heavy eyes he pulled his gaze up toward Diva, his lungs empty, panting all the while. With one fluid motion she stood up and pounced toward the door, licking her fingers clean in a sensual and utterly sexy capstone before she shut the door behind her.

After he regained his composure which took several minutes, Jason wiped himself down, and changed his clothes, now standing above his bed, boxers loosely hanging off his waist, his bedsheets being pulled free by him.

He couldn’t believe what had happened. Although he clung now to the sticky sheets he still couldn’t quite grasp that Diva, a friend of his step sister had come in, and jacked him off. It was a Christmas miracle to be certain.

As he pushed the bedsheets down into his clothes hamper he heard a faint rap against his door. Like before the entity just let themselves in.

Gazing up from the laundry he saw, to his surprise, Debbie standing inside his room, her hand softly closing the door behind her.

“Your sister would kill me if she knew I was here.” She began, double checking the door was locked.

Jason stayed silent, his dick growing in his pants almost immediately.

“But it’s Christmas right? And I think I deserve my gift.” She said, slowly unbuttoning her pyjama top, revealing a Lace black bra struggling to stay clasped.

“I tried to ask her permission, but she wouldn’t hear of it. So, I thought” Debbie remarked in a sultry voice;

“What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.”

Like before, Jason was at the mercy of the beautiful blonde woman, her hands already ripping down his boxers to reveal his eagerly awaiting cock, the painful ache of excitement covering it in its entirety.

Almost instantly she was on her knees, between his legs, stroking him with one hand, unclasping her elegant, lacy black bra with the other.

Jason watched with fixated eyes, as her massive boobs spilled forth, the pair jiggling slightly as the bra was ripped away. Jason’s jaw dropped as his cock grew only harder. Before he could let out a moan or even a semblance of excitement he felt his long cock fall between her massive soft breasts.

Gazing up at him, a sneaky, dirty almost erotically demonic look covering her face she smiled at him.

“Just pretend these are your sister’s big bouncy breasts okay. I want you to cum all over my big titties.” She said as she began jacking him off with her tits.

As the movement went on she spat a thick wad of saliva down her cleavage, wetting the pathway allowing Jason’s eager cock to glide up and down between her immaculate breasts. His knees felt weak, he could barely stand as the near orgasmic feeling rippled across his body.

With each passing stroke he felt lightheaded, his nerves on fire with pleasure, his vision near blurring from the sensational feeling. Yet he focused, keeping his eyes firmly locked on the angelic beauty of Debbie beneath him, her luscious, wonderfully sexy body doing everything in its power to stroke a thick load from him.

She opened her mouth wide, pushing her chin into her chest, his dick just barely touching her outstretched tongue with every thrust.

FUCK. He thought; he was close.

“Oh J, I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long. Please please please give me your cum. Please.” She begged, almost pleading, her moans beckoning him to unload.

Yet again he was pushed past the pleasure itself, his cock erupting once more with a titanic forceful shot; cum spraying hard and fast up her chest and onto her chin.

His knees crumpled beneath him and he fell to the floor, as Debbie repositioned herself to jack his pulsating cock, extracting the last pumps of warm gooey semen from his twitching cock.

As he floundered and lay upon the floor, his body no longer under his control, Debbie stroked the last minute drops forcefully from his aching cock.

With a giggle and a kiss blown his way, she snatched her bra from the floor and darted out of the room, her little pyjama top still unbuttoned all the while Jason lay there, upon his floor, his breath yet again taken away.

The second time had taken longer to recover from. The first instance he had only needed around 10 minutes, whereas after Debbie he had needed a solid hour. He felt used, like a chewed up piece of gum.

He was aching and sore but despite the physical exhaustion his body and mind were both firmly ready, should the need arise. Jason had only just finished redoing his bedsheets as he pondered the holiday wonder of it all; this was the most action he he gotten in months.

Jason wasn’t that unpopular with the ladies, after all, a tight swimmers body and a dorky smile was appealing to some swathes of people, and yet, despite his previous conquests he knew that he’d never be able to achieve the feeling he was given today.

It was out of the blue, random, as if he had been given a hall pass from God himself. Nothing else could explain it, and if something could, Jason’s horny brain was not smart enough to decipher it.

He studied his bed, making tiny adjustments to the pillows and blanket before nodding acceptingly. He had to distract his mind, place his focus on anything and everything but the thoughts of the earlier day lest he be consumed by them.

His willpower was strong but he could feel it waning, his cock grew hungry, longing to be stroked to the blissful memories; if he wasn’t careful, Jason pondered, he’d become a gooner by nightfall.

“Nice bedsheets dork.” A familiar bratty voice called from behind him, mocking his marvel comics sheets.

“They are the only backups I have.” Jason said defeatedly.

“Why did you need to change your sheets? Piss the bed?” Danni teased, her body jostling slightly under her Christmas pyjamas.

“What? No! God Danni why’re you suck a Dick?” Jason retorted with a sigh.

Surprisingly Danni replied; “you sure you wanna know?”

“Well yeah.” Jason replied, trying his best to sound sympathetic towards her.

“I’m sexually frustrated okay?! I just haven’t fucked in SO long, it makes me testy you know?” Danni replied, her tone sincere, her eyes semi glossy.

“Geez Danni can’t you just, you know?” Jason asked awkwardly.

“Masturbate? Jason please I’m a grown woman I need some dick.” She said taking a sly step toward him.

“Some nice. Long. Hard dick.” She finished, a firm hand quickly outstretching, grabbing his cock and balls with lightning fast precision.

Immediately Jason froze, on one hand he was elated beyond compare, his taboo dreams realised right in front of him. Yet, on the other hand he was confronted by the very real emasculating feeling that he didn’t know how to react.

His goal was in front of him yet he couldn’t speak, couldn’t react, all he could muster was a dopey ‘huh?’

Danni smirked a devilish smile; “oh don’t tell me you write on your little wish list you want a BJ from your step sis and now that I come in here and grab you by the dick, you get all scared?” Danni prodded, forcing down Jason’s pants for the third time today, to both of their surprises he remained limp.

Danni knelt down slowly, taking the large yet flaccid member into her soft hand; “Don’t tell me you can’t get it up? Oh J no wonder you haven’t bought a girl home in well…forever hehehe.” She giggled, the bullying voice making his dick pulse.

“Oh you like when I bully you? You little freak okay.” She said in the same mocking tone, running her hand slowly and lightly up and down the ever firming shaft.

“C’mon get hard for me you loser. Step forward and put it in my mouth you little bitch.” Danni ordered, her real voice coming in and out, replaced by the bully voice ever so often.

Jason, both worried and excited stepped forward as instructed. He placed his still flaccid dick in her mouth, her lips parted in a wide smile.

Danni spat it out immediately, her tongue poked out teasingly, a droplet of drool slowly sliding off of its wet surface.

“I don’t want your flaccid willy. Get it hard for me, go on.” She said mockingly, flicking her hands at him to take a step back and make it better.

Jason, stepped back and stroked, Danni watched patiently, her sopping wet tongue dangling out like a thirsty dog teasing Jason all the while as he stroked his white dick to full mast.

Now firm and at the ready he waddled back toward her open awaiting mouth. Immediately she took him inside, her tongue running the length and breadth of his cock, paying special attention to the underside of his sensitive dickhead.

With slobbering sounds and heinous noises she slurped and sucked, taking him all the way inside her mouth and down her tight throat, until with her pink puffy lips she gave him a peck at the base of his shaft; his cock utterly devoured by her throat.

She reared back, pulling the saliva covered dick from her mouth. Instinctively, she began jacking him swiftly, the strokes so elegant and purposeful. Unable to withstand the pleasure and immense satisfaction, Jason fell backward, fortunately landing on the freshly made bed.

As he landed the strokes switched back to sucking, an insane grip around his solid member. She bobbed up and down with a brilliantly sexy haste, his dick throbbing with every movement, he would be at her mercy within moments.

Danni pulled him out of her wet mouth once more, her updo falling down around her face, instinctively she slapped the sensitive dickhead against her tasty tongue; before resuming a deliciously sensual handjob.

“Are you gonna cum? Oh you’re gonna cum? You’re so naughty! Wanting to cum a big load down your step sister’s mouth!” She squeaked.

As she finished the sentence Jason erupted, almost without warning. Surprisingly his spurt was still phenomenally large, a thick gooey rope shot out, straight onto her eagerly awaiting tongue, followed by two smaller ropes and a tiny droplet to boot.

As the final drop hit she took him in her mouth once more, all the way to the base. With a slurping sound that broke his brain, Jason felt as though he had transcended as Danni slobbered atop his dick, polishing his pulsating knob with her elite tongue.

The sensational moment felt as though it lasted for hours; yet as Danni removed herself it was evident it had only been a few seconds, but the blissful feeling was second to none. Jason lay sweaty, the cool breeze of Christmas Eve blowing in the broken window as it had done before.

The soothing air washed over his puffing and panting body, although he was being battered by the wind, he couldn’t breathe in deep enough to catch his breath, both his lungs and balls were empty. His sack had been drained, he was completely dry.

Although he could move, to do so required more effort than Jason thought he could muster. He could barely lift his head to watch as Danni’s bubble butt swung out the door happily, his energy was zapped.

As the door closed Jason’s eyes returned to the slowly spinning ceiling fan; his energy depleted, balls drained but his heart completely full. Although it wasn’t Christmas yet; he had already received the best present ever.

On the otherside of the door, Danni closed it with a resounding thud, leaning up against it with her back toward it she slowly and methodically wiped her mouth with her slender index finger, pushing the last remnants of his seed into her mouth.

She sucked her finger forcefully, stripping it of his cum before ripping it out with a loud and obnoxious “pop”.

Staring back at her with eager eyes were Debbie and Diva, who were still adorned in their pyjamas, smirks plastered across their porcelain cheeks.

“What a rush.” Debbie said in a whisper. Tidying up her pigtails.

“I can’t believe we did that when your parents were home! With your brother no less!” Diva injected her voice way louder than a whisper.

Debbie swiped her arm to quieten her as Danni snickered under her breath, the pair returning their green eyed gazes to their leader.

With a sly smirk she wrapped her toned arms around her friends, placing a quick peck on both of their cheeks before walking them toward her bedroom;

“What did I tell you guys? It’s way more fun being on the Naughty List.”

Thanks for reading!