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Opis ebooka Daddy's Christmas Orgy - Pornelope

Will and Carly are more than just father and daughter; they're longtime lovers. This Christmas Eve, they're inviting Carly's best friend, Samantha, and her father to join in their lusty carnal celebration. Little do they realize that Daddy's Christmas Orgy' is being watched by their horny teenage neighbors, too!~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~Golden candlelight flickered in rhythm with the low fire as sultry music wafted out of the spacious living room. "That's the CD I gave your dad," Sam murmured in a pleased undertone."You think he's figured out what we're doing yet?" Carly whispered back.Sam's tongue darted out to moisten her lips. "Oh, yeah. I think he's figured it out."Even so, the carefully set scene startled them. They hesitated in the doorway, and looked around in surprise. Someone had dimmed the lights, and an open wine bottle was sitting on the coffee table. Will was standing in front of the fireplace, half-turned so that the huge bulge in his pants was clearly silhouetted. And Byron was sprawled across one of the long couches. The moment he saw the girls emerge from the shadows, his hand moved to his crotch and began to glide up and down."Well, will you look at this? Come and model for us," he invited, and waved his other hand in lazy invitation. "Will, take a seat while these lovely ladies enchant us with their beauty!"Carly wanted to snicker, but she was so breathless that she couldn't quite manage it.Will was already settling onto the other couch, and the avid approval in his eyes made her shyness vanish like smoke.Slowly she moved into the light, and walked toward the glowing fireplace. The heat from the red embers warmed her bare thighs. She turned, and let its dim glow backlight her slender body. The sheer bodice swept low between her small breasts, then draped loosely to showcase her narrow waist and curving hips. The lacy hem just barely covered her tiny blonde curls.Across the room, one of the men softly moaned. She wasn't quite sure who it was, but she thought maybe it was Byron.As if on cue, Sam sauntered across the room, and turned in a slow circle when she reached Carly's side. Her antique gold teddy shimmered seductively with every breath. The dark vee between her legs was clearly visible in the candlelight, and her dusky peaks were taut with excitement.The contrast between thembright and dark, slender and curved, innocent and sultrywas so incredibly erotic that Will groaned, too."Baby" That was definitely Byron's strangled voice. Carly felt new wetness dampen the empty tingling space between her legs. Her heart was pounding so loudly that she could barely even hear the sensual music."Merry Christmas, Daddy," Sam said in a sweet, clear voice--and gently pushed Carly in his direction."And what a Christmas gift!" He rose on shaking legs, and met Carly halfway across the room. She was tremblingwith fear or excitement? "Sweetie, are you okay with this?"Carly gulped again, and vigorously nodded. "It was actually my idea," she whispered a little unsteadily. "Not Sam's. Are you mad at us?""Mad?" He released a laugh that sounded ragged around the edges. "Do I look mad to you? More important," he added, dropping his voice to a seductive murmur as he caught her hand, "do I feel mad?"She caught her breath in wondering surprise. All night long, she'd been sneaking quick peeks...and she'd thought that he looked awfully big. But as her hand closed around his rigid shaft, and his fingers curled around hers to move them up and down in an erotic caress, she began to shake with excitement. He wasn't just big, he was huge! Just like her dad! And"Wow!" She gaped up at him in surprise. "It curves?"

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Daddy’s Christmas Orgy

By Pornelope

Artwork by Moira Nelligar

Copyright 2017 Pornelope

~~ All characters in this book are over 18. ~~

It was Christmas Eve. Normally Will and his pretty teenage daughter would have spent the holiday by themselves. They’d been doing that, just the two of them, ever since Carly’s mom had run away to Hollywood to become a movie star.

But this year, they’d decided to invite her best friend, Samantha Flannagan, and her father Byron over for dinner. Byron was a single father, too, only his wife had died when Sam was six years old.

Will and Byron had been casual friends for most of their lives. So he didn’t mind, entirely, sharing the holiday with someone he’d known since kindergarten.

He liked Byron’s pretty daughter, too. Sam was smart, cheerful, outgoing, unfailingly polite, and she’d been a good friend to his Carly throughout the years. He approved of their close friendship...even if she did radiate a blatant sensuality that had to be giving her poor father prematurely grey hair.

Oh, she wasn’t a brazen little slut. He’d never have allowed Carly to hang around with her then. But some women just had a spark that set them apart from the rest. Sam had inherited it quite legitimately from her mother, who had been one helluva looker.

It was just that...well, his own life had transformed dramatically four months ago, and he was still adjusting to the change.

A blaze of heat swept through his body as he recalled, like it was only moments ago, the incredible night when he and Carly...

The provocative memory made his big cock leap straight up, ramrod-stiff, and bob with lusty excitement. He stopped toweling off from his shower, and grinned at his steamy reflection in the mirror.

“Yeah, you’ve been getting a lot of action lately, haven’t you, old boy?” he chuckled, and slid his hand up and down its swollen length with easy skill.

“Dad?” Carly’s low voice echoed through the bathroom door. “Are you about done in there?”

What the hell, it was Christmas Eve. Was there any better way to start the festivities?

Grinning, he reached over to swing the door open. Steam poured out in a thick cloud.

Carly appeared, stark naked, in the doorway. “It’s about time,” she began with a darling little pout...and then she saw the way he was idly stroking himself. “Oh, no wonder you’re taking so long. Need a little help?”

“Darling, I thought you’d never ask.”

His grin widened as she tugged the towel off his shoulders, and dropped it to the hard tile floor to cushion her knees. Then he moaned with delight as she sank down, and eagerly took his surging cock in her hot little mouth.

Oh, yeah, things had definitely changed, all right! For the better!

* * * * *

He couldn’t help wondering, as he listened to Carly splashing around in the shower, whether they were the only ones. Hazard was such a tiny little dot on the map, really just a random scattering of farms across the big valley, that he kinda suspected they weren’t.

Oh, it was nothing he could put his finger on. But surely, when you had barely a hundred people living out in the boonies, and most of them were getting old, the younger ones had to turn to someone!

He and Carly had turned to each other, he thought as he pulled on his church pants and a clean white shirt, because they’d both been unbearably horny, and there just hadn’t been anyone else.

God knew he hadn’t meant to seduce his pretty little girl! But she’d caught him whacking off out behind the barn, and confronted him...and then, bold as you please, she’d asked if they could try it together sometime. And how could a man possibly turn down an offer like that, even when he did know deep in his soul that it was wrong, wrong, wrong?

Now they slept together every night...and more often than not, enjoyed outrageously intense sex in his big comfortable bed. Or out in the barn, or up in the treehouse that he’d built for her on her eighth birthday. Or...well, just about anywhere the spirit happened to move them.

He’d long-ago stopped thinking about right and wrong.

Okay, sure, it was really, really wrong to be fucking his daughter every night.

Only he didn’t see it as fucking...that was too violent. They made love. Or when things really got energetic (as they usually did), they had sex. But they didn’t fuck.

And she wasn’t just his daughter anymore. Once she’d become his lover, she’d become...well, more. And she’d worked her way so deeply into his heart that he was even considering giving up the farm entirely, even though it had been in his family for generations, and moving someplace far away where no one knew them, so that he could marry her.

She’d never be able to have kids, and that was a crying shame. He found that he wanted to be a father again, and feel his unborn children moving inside her. But it wasn’t safe. Having sex with his daughter was dangerous enough, even though she was on the pill. All it took was one mistake, and he could give her a deformed monster.

The danger added to the appeal, of course. But every month, he heaved a silent sigh of relief to know that she still hadn’t gotten knocked up.

She wanted kids, too, and lately the topic had been cropping up more and more frequently. The only solution he could see was to let her sleep with someone else...and he just wasn’t sure if he could handle that or not.

He’d really looked forward to sharing this Christmas with her privately, as a lover instead of a daughter. He’d already planned how he was going to seduce her on the soft carpet in front of the fireplace, slowly remove her clothes, and gently make love to her all night long. So he wasn’t entirely thrilled about sharing the magical night with another couple.

But Carly had said that Samantha and Byron never got to do anything nice during the holidays, and Sam was her best friend, and...

Well, okay. There was still tomorrow night. He could extend the holiday spirit to a fellow he’d been friends with his entire life.