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JULIA
It was a rather quiet afternoon, with Master and his sister becoming reacquainted after so many years. Rhonda got up at five, dressed, and went to her familiy's to exchange gifts and perhaps argue about her love of women once more. Some people have difficulty accepting people for what they are. Master fed me my supper, giving me an orgasm after.
"You're almost too big to sit on my lap anymore," Master teased me. He put a hand on my belly. "Junior's kicking quite briskly."
"He seems to enjoy my orgasms, Master."
"Are you going to name your son Junior?" Cindy asked.
"We've kicked some different names around," I said. "Scott Junior is not the most popular at the moment. We've also considered Daniel after your father. Taylor, John, Ransom, Fredrick, but I think we're leaning most to Luke, the masculine, anglicized version of Lucia, who saved our lives."
"We need to get up early to start the bird and ham cooking," Lisa said. "We should think about sleeping, or at least playing if we plan to do it again."
"What shall we do tonight, since Rhonda's gone?" Cindy asked. "I really enjoyed the things you've come up with."
"We've already done the pretend thing," Master said. "It's enjoyable, but I'm not in the mood for pretending tonight. I want some reality."
"You want to really fuck me?" Cindy asked.
"No. I can't. We can't. I know that, but instead of pretending; just have sex with Lisa and I can enjoy watching you have sex with her instead of trying to imagine I'm somehow fucking you. I'll have sex with Julia, and you can just watch and enjoy it the experience. I can get almost as much joy and satisfaction out of watching you have pleasure as having it myself."
Cindy thought about it for a minute. "Cum on me."
"What?" Master said.
"Cum on me. We can't fuck. Fine. But there's no rule that says you can't squirt your goo on me. Let them suck you or stroke you or even fuck you, but when it's time for you to cum; cum on me. Shoot your cum all over me and let me spread it all over my skin, then Lisa can lick it off or I'll take a shower or something."
Lisa and I looked at one another. A cum shower could be fun. Maybe a facial. Suddenly I had an even better idea. An idea with a twist.
"I'm going to suggest for your enjoyment, a one time special since it's Christmas Eve, that Lisa and I suck Master's cock. When he's ready to cum, you put your mouth right in front of him, and he orgasms straight into your mouth. You've already had his cum shared from one of us. Get it straight from the source. Let him cum in your mouth. No, check that. You ride Lisa's face so you can get some pleasure out of it. I'll suck his cock until he's ready to cum and then aim it into your mouth."
"I'll do it," Cindy said. "Sounds like fun."
"Master?" I asked.
"I'm game."
"Lisa, do I need to ask you if you want to lick Cindy's beautiful, bald pussy?"
"No you don't."
"We've got a plan then. Master, I'll need ten or fifteen seconds warning so I can get out of the way and your cock aimed in the right direction. Cindy, you ride Lisa's face. I'll get Master primed, he'll give me a warning, I'll move and you just lean forward until you're almost touching his cock. You'll feel his hot jizz squirting directly into your mouth."
Lisa lay on the bed and I knelt right behind her head. Master stood up on the bed and gripped the upper rails to hold himself steady. Cindy squatted over Lisa's face. She put her hands on my hips to hold herself steady. Lisa must have started licking immediately as she moaned right away. Master's cock was already hard with the thought he'd be shooting his cum into his sister's mouth. I just had to get him there. My mouth descended over his cock and Master groaned as I swallowed all of him. Sucking him was as natural as breathing any more. It took almost no effort, nor even concentration to do so without anything to distract me.
Cindy was cumming often on Lisa's tongue. Every time she did, she'd grip my hips harder and rock enough to slightly bump my back with her stiff nipples. Several minutes later, Master was getting close to his orgasm. I could see and feel the signs even without him telling me.
I wasn't surprised when he said, "It won't be long now."
I leaned to my left while continuing to pump his prick with my left hand. Cindy leaned forward to catch the cum which would suddenly shoot from his cock. She wasn't as close as I wished her to be, so with my right, I pushed her head forward until the head of his cock was almost in her waiting mouth. I felt his shaft swelling, the inevitable beginning of his climax. The first spurt of creamy seed shot out and I pushed her head until his cock was three inches deep in her mouth.
"Don't lose a single drop of his precious cum, Cindy," I whispered in her ear.
He couldn't stop. Nor could she. Almost automatically, her lips wrapped around the shaft invading her mouth. She started swallowing, trying to keep up with the flow of cum, gurgling and moaning as she had another climax herself. She sucked the tip of his cock like she was drinking the sweetest nectar on earth. It was to me. Master's cock throbbed for a minute, emptying his balls. Cindy didn't lose a drop.
"Be a good girl, Cindy. Clean him off," I whispered.
Her mouth bobbed up and down a few times, retrieving anything she might have missed off his shaft. Master was looking at me, half in horror, half in ecstasy, as his shrinking cock was finally released from his sister's suction. Lisa's face was still buried under Cindy's groin.
"Was it good? What did I miss?" She asked, struggling to wriggle out from under.
"It was perfect," I said. "You didn't miss a thing."
"Did she get it all?" Lisa asked sitting up.
"As far as I can tell, Cindy didn't miss a drop."
I set my alarm to get up at 3:30, turned off the lights, and curled up in Master's arms with my back tucked against his front. Lisa snuggled in front of me. Cindy slipped into the bed on the other side, silent.
"Merry Christmas, Master," I said. "Merry Christmas, Cindy." I paused to let them know it was my gift to them. I kissed Lisa, in front of me. "Merry Christmas, Lisa."
I pulled Master's arm around me and put his hand on my breast, feeling warm and secure.
"Merry Christmas, slave," Master said, squeezing my breast. "Merry Christmas, everyone."
I slipped into a restful slumber, surprisingly, without guilt.
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