CHRISTMAS MOANING

Feature Writer: Johan Pryde

Feature Title: Christmas Moaning

Published: 26.12.2020 / This story is fiction. I came to Nifty Christmas evening hoping for some horny family fun Christmas stories and didn’t find any, so I decided I would write one.

Story Codes: bisexual, incest

Author’s Notes: Feel free to write me at [email protected] I love chatting with other horny guys.

Christmas Moaning

The presents had been opened. Wrapping paper was strewn about the floor and the lights of the Christmas tree twinkled in the background. My daughter still sat in her pile of gifts, cooing over them, giggling and voicing her excitement.

My wife had left already, going to spend some time with her sister. I sat thinking for a moment, feeling my cock harden underneath the pajama bottoms I was wearing. I stayed shirtless this morning. My wife had rolled her eyes at that but I saw my daughter looking appreciatively.

My daughter. My little girl, whose email exchanges with a man my age she met over a site called “Daddy and Daughter Dirty Roleplay” still ringing in my mind. Her messages saying how much she wanted his hard cock inside her. The messages she received in response from DirtyDaddy6969 sending pictures of his huge dick, bragging about how he would love to fuck her but she should let her own dad do it first. Her responses, eager and hungry, about how she wanted me to be the first but was afraid of what would happen if she tried.

I had told our next door neighbor, and my best friend, Jimmy about it three nights ago while he sucked my cock in the garage. He kept moaning about how hot it was. “Just pretend it’s your daughter’s mouth” he moaned, running his tongue over my balls and then swallowing my cock to its root. He had been sucking me off for years but, this time, I grabbed his head and roughly fucked into his mouth, my hips moving on their own. “Take it,” I said, closing my eyes and picturing my daughter “Swallow my hot daddy cock.” I came harder than I had ever cum in my life. Jimmy swallowed and fell back, jerking his own cock fast and hard. “Fuck,” he moaned. “She wants it. You have to do it. I’ll teach her how to suck you off the way you like,” and then his eyes rolled into the back of his head and his load exploded, shooting onto his shirt.

Another email had talked about how she loved short dresses, one’s that she could just flip up and show her ass and pussy to admirers. In a moment of intense desire, I ordered her not one but three. One last gift, still hidden under the chair I sat in.

“This is a really great Christmas, daddy!” she said, coyly, her eyes now fixed on me instead of on the gifts around her. I wondered if she could see that my dick was hardening in my pajama pants. I sat intentionally with the fly pulled somewhat open, so she would be able to see the root of my cock and some pubic hair.

I almost backed out. Almost. But as she sat there, looking so small and so young, I watched her eyes trail down my chest and settle on my crotch. I watched her moisten her lips with her tongue. I couldn’t see for certain behind the pile of presents, but it looked to me like she had reached under her nightgown and was touching her pussy. “An almost perfect Christmas,” she said, her young voice melodic and full of desire. “Almost.” She licked her lips again, while locking eyes with me and now more obviously rubbing herself. I felt my cock jump and that settled it.

“I have one more present for you, baby,” I said.

She looked eager. I thought I heard her give a soft moan, her eyes still fixed on my cock, now obviously tenting my pants.

I reached under the chair and pulled out the last package, wrapped carefully in Christmas wrapping paper. “Come over here and get it,” I said, spreading my legs wider.

Her eyes grew wide and she stood up, pulling her hand out of nightie. She stepped walked over to my chair and took the wrapped box. “You can sit on my lap while you open it.”

This time she definitely moaned. She sat on my lap, the box in her hands. I wrapped my arms around her, certain she could feel my hardness under her. I let my fingers trace over her nipples, abandoning all pretense. “Open it,” I said, my voice thick with lust.

She tore at the paper, my fingers now gently pinching her small nipples, running over her flat chest. She opened the box inside. Three very short, very small dresses. She stiffened, whether in lust or surprise or both, I could not be sure.

“Try one on,” I said.

“Daddy,” she moaned softly.

I kissed her on the back of the neck. “Try one on and see how it fits,” I said softly.

I felt her body shake and then she stood. She turned to face me, my cock now fully hard, poking out of the fly of my pajama pants. She looked into my eyes and then pulled her nightie off over her head. She stood naked, her small nipples hard, her hairless pussy on full display.

She stood still for a moment, unsure what to do. I reached out with one hand, gently rubbing her pussy with my fingers before I inserted one inside her, feeling her warmth, and tightness, and wetness. She trembled and moaned, her breathing becoming harder. “I love you, my darling little girl,” I said. “Don’t do anything you don’t want to.”

“Oh, daddy,” she breathed. She grabbed one of the dressed and pulled it over her head. I slid my finger out of her and sat back, legs spread wide, looking her up and down. “So beautiful,” I whispered. “Model it for me.”

She struck a few poses and spun around. “Flip it up,” I said. “Show me your pussy. Like you told DirtyDaddy6969 you wanted to.”

She hesitated only a moment and then flipped it up. “So fucking sexy,” I moaned. I reached out again, gently stroking her pussy. She bit her lip. “Daddy,” she said, her voice tight. “Can I sit in your lap again?”

“Yes, baby. You can sit in my lap if you’re sure you want to.”

I reached down and pulled my cock completely through the fly.

She reached out and grabbed it, her tiny hand tight around my rod. She stepped forward and climbed onto the chair, facing me.

My little girl guided my cock into her pussy, her warm wetness swallowing me. “Oh, dad,” she said and then I cut her off with a kiss, driving my tongue into her mouth. She kissed me back as she began to ride my cock. My little girl, her tiny body straddling me as she fucked herself on my hard daddy cock and kissed me back, her own small tongue darting into my mouth. She came almost immediately, her entire body shaking with orgasm. I took over, grabbing her hips and lifting her small body up and down, pumping my own hips against her. “Harder, daddy,” she said, and I obliged, fucking her hard. “Oh, baby,” I moaned, “Your pussy feels so good. Maybe we’ll invite DirtyDaddy over and you can suck his cock while I fuck you.”

She came again when I said that, moaning and shuddering. “Maybe he can fuck your ass while I fuck your pussy,” I said. “And we can take turns letting you suck our hard cocks.”

Her third orgasm brought me over the edge and I exploded inside her, my thick cum shooting out in rope after rope after rope. I thought I had cum hard with Jimmy but now, inside my daughter, I came harder then I thought possible. My eyes rolled back into my head and I cried out, “I love you so much,” as I emptied my balls into her. It took me a few minutes to recover, my cock softening inside of her as she whimpered, her head against my chest, recovering from her own orgasms.

“Now this really has been the best Christmas ever, daddy,” she said, looking up at me with a twinkle in her yes.

“Wait until New Years,” I said, already imagining the email I would compose to DirtyDaddy6969 inviting him over to share. “And, tomorrow, I will have Uncle Jimmy come over and start teaching you how to suck my cock.”

She moaned again.

THE END