It was Christmas morning, and I woke up before the rest of my family. The sweet dreams, not of presents or sugar plums but of hard cocks and glistening pussies, were fading quickly from my memory. My flannel Christmas pajamas were soaked between my legs. My hard nipples poked against my soft top. I slipped my hand beneath my pajamas and rubbed my aching clit through soft cotton panties, cooing softly.
My insatiable horniness started a week ago, on my sixteenth birthday, when I caught my father toweling off in my bathroom. The door was cracked just enough for me to see his naked body. He had a large, muscular chest, defined abs, and prominent pelvic “V” that drew my eye to his impressive cock that swung between his legs.
Later that day, after my party, I heard a strange noise from my parents’ room. As I edged closer, I listened to a mechanical buzz and my mother's enthusiastic moans. She sounded like she was enjoying herself more than I ever had when I masturbated, and I secretly wished for a vibrator for Christmas.
If that wasn’t enough, my twin brother and sister came home from university two days later. They were both tall, blonde, and looked like models. Jake had a chiseled jaw and a charming smile, while Sam had a curvaceous body with perky B-cup breasts and a tight, round ass.
One morning, Sam came down for breakfast wearing only a nightshirt that hugged her body and barely covered her ass. When she reached to get a cereal from the cupboard, her shirt slid up over her ass. She didn’t fix her shirt so that when she bent at the waist to get milk from the shelf, she exposed the delicate folds of her pink pussy to me.
I spread my legs under the table and fingered myself as intensely and quietly as I could with my sister sitting right in front of me. Once she left, I pulled my sticky fingers out of my pussy and sucked the juice off them, wondering if Sam tasted the same.
Jake had become overly affectionate, saying he missed his little sister so much. He hugged me frequently, his hand wandering to new places. Sometimes he cupped my tiny ass; other times, his hand grazed my breasts and nipples.
Christmas morning, I climaxed quickly with images of family, naked and fucking, fueling my masturbation session. After cleaning up, I checked to see if the others were still sleeping, hoping they weren’t and that I could catch a show, but each room was empty.
“Hello?” I called out.
“We’re downstairs, honey,” my mother called back.
I walked downstairs to find my entire family standing before the lit-up Christmas tree, their matching pajamas tossed on the floor. My presents were unwrapped.
“Merry Christmas!” They all shouted in unison.
My eyes darted quickly from cock to tit to pussy to cock again. My body quivered as I wondered if I was still dreaming. My body reacted quickly, my nipples getting hard and my clean panties getting soaked once again.
My father explained that our family has a unique relationship, and they had been waiting for me to turn sixteen before introducing me to that lifestyle.
“We couldn’t help but tease you all week.” Jake grinned
“My favorite part of Christmas,” I said as I grabbed Sam’s hand and led her to the couch. “Is playing with my new toys.”
She sprawled out before me and spread her legs with a big smile. I knelt in front between her legs and eagerly licked the length of her slit, tasting her juices which were a bit sweeter than my own.
While I sucked and licked Sam’s engorged clit, my father positioned himself behind my raised ass. He smacked it once before pulling down my pajamas and placed the head of his cock at my well-lubricated entrance, and slid inside me, fucking me hard and stretching my cunt wide.
His forceful thrust pushed my tongue deeper into my sister’s pussy which caused both of us to moan loudly in ecstasy. Next to us, I heard my mom sucking and gagging as she deepthroated my brother.
“Come on, Jake,” my dad said while still fucking me. “Get in here and fuck your sister.”
The sucking stopped, and I watched as my mom climbed onto the couch, lowering her pussy onto Sam’s eager tongue. Then my brother stuck a finger into my asshole. The incredible sensation almost made me bite into Sam’s clit.
Then he added a second finger and then a third. Once my asshole was stretched and ready, he spread my cheeks wide and mounted me. He slowly plunged his cock into my asshole while my father continued to fuck my pussy. The feeling of being stuffed by two big cocks sent me over the edge. I moaned and screamed, forgetting all about the delicious pussy in front of me.
“You’re doing great, honey,” my mom said encouragingly between her moans.
We fucked like that for a while before switching positions. I sucked my brother's cock, taking it down my throat with the help of my mother’s guiding hand on the back of my head. My sister expertly ate out my pussy and asshole. Her tongue danced over my clit and sent waves of pleasure through me while my dad fucked her in missionary. The musky smell of sex and muffled moans filled the room.
Then, my dad fucked my throat while my brother fucked my pussy. My mom fingered my asshole while my sister played with big tits. We continued fucking until we were all drenched in sweat and cum, exhausted and savoring the afterglow.
Once we all cleaned up, we sat together and ate breakfast naked before opening presents in front of the Christmas tree. It wasn’t long after we finished that we were all fucking again, with discarded wrapping paper crinkling beneath our writhing bodies and Christmas music floating through the air.
