Noel's Best X-Mas Ever - Chapter 5
by amy Mac for Ole Crannon
Posted - Dec 2021Warning: This story contains or may contain
descriptions of many explicit extreme and perverted sexual themes such as incest, pedo, bestiality and more. If
any of these will offend or upset you, please do not read this story.
Finally the food arrived. Mommy signed for it, and included an even better than normal tip because it was Christmas Eve. Connie, with some help from Noel, set the table in the formal dinning room. Noel didn't understand why silverware had to be in special places. It seemed silly to her but to Connie it seemed to be important. So Noel learned about correct table and place setting.
She and her Mommy almost never used this room, but it was nice tonight because it had their very nice fake Christmas tree in the corner. Mommy didn't like using a real tree because she said they shed needles and were a fire hazard. Right now the tree had lots of wrapped packages under it. Noel knew a lot of them were for her, but there was no dog with a bow around his neck so her last last chance was Santa.
There were some presents for Mommy, Marcus and Connie too. Noel hoped they all liked the presents she'd gotten them, but she didn't have much money of her own. She'd also gotten a present for her Daddy, but Mommy said she didn't know or care where he was and she didn't expect that they would ever see him again so it was best to try and just forget about him. Maybe he'd forgotten about her already; there was no present from him under the tree. She'd been checking. She hadn't had even gotten a call or a text from him since Mommy made him leave.
Noel missed her Daddy. She hoped he was doing OK. She knew he didn't have any money, except what Mommy gave him, but he'd be rich when he finished one of his books. She didn't know that Daddy was what was called a 'functioning' junkie. Heroin was his drug of choice, snorted so no needle marks. When he was getting money from his wife, getting his next fix was easy and safe but he'd had only a few dollars when he'd been kicked out. It was only a few days until he'd turned some gay tricks for a fix and had to switch to using needles. He'd managed to get a job, his first since Grad school. He was working for $7.00 an hour cleaning up video booths at an adult bookstore famous for it's glory holes. He supplemented his income by turning a few tricks; no condoms, of course.
At that very moment, he was in the back aisle on his hands and knees, getting spit roasted by two smelly old men. He knew he'd likely be dead soon, and he really didn't care. He wanted to die, but suicide was something he just couldn't do. That took bravery or at least some nerve. He just figured he'd end up overdosing, or just getting murdered. Cleaning up old cum wasn't so bad if you were high.
The Christmas Eve dinner was really good. Finally every one started to relax a little bit. Marcus was calling Mommy Doris, and even Connie called her Doris a few times. Marcus got himself another beer. He said beer went with anything except good steak and that needed good Scotch. He'd brought back the bottle of white wine with his beer and filled the glasses of Mommy and Connie. Mommy said she'd stick to good wine, but she agreed with him that Scotch was really best with good steak or prime rib. Connie said she didn't like beer unless it was with VERY HOT Columbian food. Noel finally said, "Mommy can I have just a tiny sip of your wine, just to taste it?" Mommy just said she was too young.
Then Mommy did something really strange. She pushed her wine glass over to Noel's place and said, "OK, just a sip. You'll be ten in 27 and a half hours. That's about when I had my first sip of wine, but don't you dare spit it out on the table cloth like I did my first time. And I had red wine. I think your grandmother still holds that against me. It was her special table cloth."
Connie and Marcus laughed and everyone watched as Noel took a very small sip from the nearly empty wine glass. She set down the glass and said, "It's kind of good, very tart, but not sour."
Mommy said, "I'm surprised that you like it all. It's really an adult taste, not for kids. Now slide it back to me. Who's ready for dessert?" They all said they were. Marcus had the longest arms so he served them all without having to move.
Mommy said, "It's been a lovely dinner, but it's getting quite late, and we all had a very early day after a very stressful night. Besides, Santa Claus can't come till we're all asleep."
They soon all finished their desserts. Mommy asked, "Marcus are you in one of the street side rooms, so you'll hear if anything is wrong?"
Marcus said, "Yes, Doris, I'm in front right, Connie is in back right, and I'll keep my window open a crack so I'll hear anything odd."
Mommy just nodded at Marcus, then turned to Connie and said with a smile. "Aren't those the two that are connected by a shared bathroom?" Connie nodded and Mommy said with a big wink, "Well don't do anything I wouldn't do."
Connie answered with a big grin, "Ma'am, is that even possible?"
The adults all laughed like they were crazy. Noel didn't get the joke, but guessed it was an adult thing, so no point in asking them to explain it.
Mommy asked Marcus to check with the police who should have a car very close outside. He said he'd planned to. Mommy said it was really her fault that they had to be there all night and wouldn't even get a chance to go somewhere for their meal break. So she asked Connie if she would please make a pot of coffee for them; it could go in a thermos for them. Then she asked Marcus to ask what kind of sandwiches they'd like.
Connie said that they had some nice lean roast beef, salami, and several kinds of cheese, and if they asked right away she'd could make them some BLTs, without any problem.
Mommy said, "Thank you, both. Noel, you go get ready for bed. I'll clear the table. Noel, when you're ready for bed, come back out and say goodnight. Remember, Santa won't come if you're wide awake."
Noel said, "OK Mommy." As she went to her room she thought, like kids often do, that maybe tonight she'd actually get to see Santa Claus. She never thought for a moment that tonight she'd meet Santa and his brother Satan as well.
Santa left Europe and headed for his palace. Satan, his brother, was heading there as well, with his lovely Baba, 2 Hell Hounds for Mrs. Claus, and a very cuddly appearing Hell Hound for Noel, should she accept his gift rather than his brother's. Santa's sleigh was still high in the sky when he saw Satan's sled pull up in front of his palace. Santa decided to take a couple of extra circles around his home, just to see what would happen, and how soon.
Santa fully expected a Yeti squad led by his hideous spouse to meet Satan's arrival with an unpleasant greeting. Instead what to his wondering eyes should appear, but his lovely succubus Lolita, with merely two of the Yeti. Santa knew in an instant that something had changed. Santa landed his Sleigh along side his brother's sled, careful to keep the Hellhound dog team and his reindeer team out of each other's reach. To Santa and Satan's surprise there were merely a few warning snorts from the reindeer and an answering snarl or two from the well matched beasts.
Lolita, who had been heading for Satan, shifted her route and approached Santa first. 'Hmm,' Santa thought. 'Perhaps her first loyalty really is to me, now.' His Yeti nodded their great heads to Satan and bowed low to Santa, not their normal behavior. Lolita approached him and said, "My Lord of the Ice, welcome home. Shall we now greet thy brother?"
Santa answered her, "Yes, of course." In a more quiet voice he added, "I have a feeling that later you and I have much to discuss."
She smiled up at him and said, "Yes indeed we do, my Great Lord of the Cold."
Side by side they stepped over to Satan. Santa embraced his brother and thanked him for the gift of his Succubus, Lolita. Satan said, "Ah, is that what you're calling the little cum slut for now?"
Lolita stepped forward, and said, "Oh Great Lord of the Flames, thank you so very much for giving me to your brother, The Great Lord of Snow and Ice. He is not just calling me Lolita, he NAMED ME LOLITA. I have a name now."
Satan looked shocked. He turned to Santa and said, "Oh my frozen balls, you gave a Succubus a name? Have you so little intelligence, has your brain frozen in these conditions? YOU NEVER NAME A SUCCUBUS, NEVER!"
The raised voice caused the Yeti to step closer and other Yeti to appear, as if from the snow itself, all around them. The hackles of the Hell Hounds were raised, and their teeth were bared in snarls.
Santa said, "I don't understand. I thought Lolita was a perfect name for her, but she'll also answer to Loli. I gave her the choice of choosing Lolita or Sade as in The Marquis de Sade, and she chose Lolita, and I greatly approved her choice."
"OH MY, 'HE WHO SHALL NOT BE NAMED! Santa, my Brother, do you know nothing of Succubi? My fault. Of course you don't. They're not a part of your domain, nor would one visit an Immortal, let alone my brother. Santa, there are two types of succubi; those born succubi are created when a human woman is impregnated by an Incubus, a male Succubus. The child, always a girl, is always stillborn. They are restored to life by my power, not 'HIS'."
"The Incubus always leaves upon completing the impregnation. The human female, whether married or not, always knows that it was a one time fuck with a complete stranger that made her pregnant. She's always hence, a single mother, or a woman who lied to her husband and cuckolded him, and that produced the baby that he may or may not accept as his own. She, or she and he, might give the stillborn infant a name, but as the child was brought to life by my powers that name is never a real name."
"At the age of about 10 to 12, the girl becomes aware of her real origin, and she immediately begins seducing any males that she can: her false father, any siblings, neighbors, even dogs or other animals if no other males are available. She'll also seduce her mother and other females. She lives from this sexual activity, she feeds on the energy of all she seduces. She has by now met Lilith, the leader of all Succubi, and is fully aware of her status, as a creature of my domain. Now she starts to corrupt those she seduces. Of course she has, in all likelihood, already been doing that, as well as feeding on them. She is beautiful though out her time on Earth, getting more beautiful and seductive the more she feeds and corrupts her conquests. She may be called whore, slut, cumdump, or any other name. She appears to die at the absolute peak of her beauty, or sooner and younger if she dies at the hand of humans. With her death she comes to my Hell and really begins her immortal career as a Succubus."
"If I, or an equal Immortal, such as you my Brother, ever gives her a real name, things change. She remains an immortal Succubus, but her binding to Lilith and I cease to exist. She's now bound in love to the one who named her."
"Yes, my Brother, in this case that's you. She'll always stay just as she is, but with a little bit more freewill, and her level of immortally goes up a level. Not to our level, but higher than other Succubi, your Faeries, my minor demons. Actually she should be about the same level as your Mrs. She'll still want sex of all kinds. She'll be loyal to you if you tell her no sex except with her, but she'll be miserable. Oh, and her strength will also increase as will her own healing powers. What has been done can only be undone if you kill her. I'm sure you won't do that now, so I urge you to allow her to have sex with others as long as you are always her priority. Well you will be anyway. She loves you, my Brother."
Lolita had moved closer to Santa, and his arm was around her. They both looked perplexed and more than a bit 'shell shocked'. Lolita muttered, "Well that explains some things."
Santa and Satan said in almost one voice, "What things?"
Lolita replied, "Well the Faeries and Yeti obey me much more than they did. And umm, your wife attacked me in your chambers, My Lord. Our struggle became very physical, and I won with some ease. She bit off three of my fingers and they have already grown back. Your Yeti took my orders and ignored her commands. Plus my feelings for you have changed, from just a very nice, long term assignment; I do love you, My Lord."
Santa said, "Yes, well the Yeti never liked Mrs. Claus, and if you're her equal now, I'm not surprised that they follow you and not her. After yesterday, the Faeries were terrified of you, so that's no surprise either."
Well that comment made Satan curious so he asked, "I have no right to know, but might I please ask, why the Faeries were afraid of you, her, yesterday? And was that before you gave her a name?"
Lolita looked up at Santa. He nodded for her to explain. She said, "My Lords, I arrived yesterday while my love was away. I appeared outside his chambers surprising his Yeti guards. I couldn't understand them then. Funny but now I can; it must be part of my power increase. They were not inclined to allow me into My Love's chambers, until I explained and they could understand me, that I was a gift from Satan to his Brother Santa, and I was tasked with making him as happy in all ways that I could, including unlimited sex, and I was his as long as he wanted me. They called another, who quickly appeared and they grunted at each other and then seemed to smile and laugh. They opened the doors and allowed me inside. They stood at the door and watched for awhile."
"It seemed like hundreds of the strange little humanoid creatures were inside, most engaged in various types of gay sex on thy great bed and the chair, the carpets and tables, splattering their cum all over everything if they didn't just eat it or take it in their asses. Those that were not engaged in sex, were licking and eating the cum from where it had fallen so, in a sense cleaning up. I ordered them to stop and just clean up the rooms. They spoke to me in very high pitched voices that I could not understand. Then they attacked me in a swarm. I defended myself, with the Yeti looking on. I picked them up one or two at a time, and bit off and swallowed their nasty little heads. After I'd dealt with scores of them that way, the Yeti seemed to laugh and left me alone with them. I must have eaten more than a hundred of their heads, just tossing the bodies away. Then, as I relaxed on his bed, My Lord Santa returned. His return caused one who was hiding under the bed to peek out. I snatched him up, ate his head, then offered a Leg to Santa, in case he wanted a very small snack. I knew if he was fond of these vile little servants he'd throw me out. But there was nothing I could do about that now, or rather then."
Satan was by now laughing his head off. Santa said, "Brother, my rooms looked like an abattoir - faery bodies, sans heads were scattered all over. I loved it! You know how much I hate those faggot Faeries. I was hooked on Loli then, and after more intimate activities, I was even more hooked. She's the best present I've ever received. I can't thank you enough."
Santa then asked, "My brother you mentioned two types of Succubi. Might I ask about the other type?"
Satan grinned, lifted Baba Yaga from the sled and said, "I should have introduced our other companion. This is my current favorite toy, a minor demon for now. She was born fully human but became a great witch. You might remember her name from days long ago, Baba Yaga. She pledged her soul to me for eternal youth and beauty. As a witch, she was VERY effective in gathering more souls for my domains."
"So I granted her wish, but perhaps gave her more youth than she expected. She's adorable is she not? When I tire of her I'll promote her to full Succubus rank. She'll keep her name, as she was born a true human. I expect she'll quickly rise to a high level in the ranks of the Succubi. By the way, Lolita what was your rank in my Succubi force?"
Lolita said, "MY LORD of great pain, I was ranked seven of all. Your current favorites are ranked fourth and fifth. Since my rank was rising, I'm quite certain that is why they picked me for this assignment. They were concerned that I'd pass them ere long. But I'm now very grateful that they did."
Satan said, "They should have sent one of much lower ranking. It's clear that they choose for their own benefit, not mine. Your high rank further explains your success against Mrs. Claus. You undoubtedly are more powerful than she, by half a level at least. Dear Brother, she is yours, but I ask that you permit me to raise her position in the Succubi force to number 4."
Santa indicated that he had no objection and Satan said, "Very well, it is done, and my current favorites will be reduced to eighth and ninth. Baba, when you become a Succubus, you'll assume Lolita's prior rank as seventh. Only Lilith or I can reduce you in level."
Santa said, "We really should be off, NYC and young Noel is waiting."
Satan said, "I'm ready right now, but I have two Hellhounds for your Mrs, to keep her entertained, and are you not required to kiss her goodnight?"
Santa said, "Only if I enter my palace. I'll summon her here so you can give her the Hell beasts."
Lolita said, "My Lords of darkness and light, I need say that might be difficult for her, just now. Our disturbing violence this morning resulted in the loss of three of my fingers. Her loss was greater. I pulled her legs up to her nasty twat into the roaring fire place. Her skin bubbled and boiled and cooked quite thoroughly. I sliced them off, had a bite. She tasted like cum flavored lard. I then gave the balance of those great flabby legs to the Yeti. They devoured them quickly. Then the Yeti gang fucked her. That went on for many hours. I ordered that no one help her as she pulled her legless body down the long hall back to her own suite of rooms. That was many hours ago. While my fingers have fully healed, I know not of her legs. But would she not have been here to greet you, if she were able?"
Santa and his brother Satan laughed at that; even the Reindeer and the Yeti seemed to find the concept amusing. The Hellhounds went on high guard; the laugh of a Yeti can be very alarming.
Santa finally said, "Loli my sweet, Mrs. Claus wouldn't even be aware of or care that I was here. We haven't cared for each other for thousands of years. It is only the damn whim of 'He without name' that keeps us together. I am forced to take care of that swine, stay married to her, and I shudder to say, kiss her once every day, usually a goodnight kiss. This curse is imposed on me, much as Ruling in Hell is imposed on my Brother."
Satan chuckled and said, "Brother, it is a shame that HE who may not be named, stuck with the religion of the cross, instead of endorsing the religion of the crescent moon. That one would at the least allow you multiple wives as well as concubines. Of course, should you lose our current wager you will rule at my side in Hell."
Santa said, "That my brother is becoming constantly more tempting, but while I might not mind losing our wager, I will never throw a wager. Even should this Eve not go my way, I have three more years to turn it around. Now we really need to be up, up and away. But you have Hellhounds to deliver, and I admit that I am curious about what my fat slovenly wife's condition is as well as how she reacts to your gift to her. So we should make a quick trip inside, and lets make it a very short trip, then dash away all. Perhaps Lolita and Baba should remain here. I don't believe my wife's mood would be improved by seeing either of our lovelies."
Santa and Satan then moved towards the Palace, passing the Yeti guards without issue. Moving to the door of his wife's foul smelling quarters, Satan asked, "Brother is that stench normal?"
Santa shook his head and said, "Yes sadly it is, but I hardly notice it anymore."
Satan said, "'Holy he who died on the cross', that stench could be one of my ways to torture the damned souls! When you finally join me, Brother, your wife will have her own room in my Domains. That should satisfy 'HE WHO MUST NOT BE NAMED'." With that a Yeti threw open the door and Satan vomited at the sight and odor that he beheld. Oddly the rank smell of his sulfurous vomit, actually improved the reek of Mrs. Claus's bedchamber.
Santa had a somewhat different reaction. He was, after all, quite used to his repugnant and odoriferous wife. He merely chuckled and said, "Oh my Mrs., I see congratulations are in order, you've lost a great deal of weight." 
(To my readers, I must admit that while I always try to use somewhat accurate photos to help you visualize my characters, I didn't this time. Since this is a jovial Christmas Story, and knowing how badly vomit will ruin a keyboard, I showed some restraint. Try to imagine that photo, with dirty white hair, and 2 to 3 times the weight on a filthy and sore covered body. Try to further imagine the legs missing from that nasty twat down. Now imagine that cunt wide open and held open with large drumsticks, like wooden beams holding open a mineshaft. Into that vast snatch, dozens of tiny faeries, some as tall as a foot and a half are moving in and out with bellies full of Yeti cum, and pushing toy sized wheelbarrows of even more cum. Now Mrs. Claus is immortal so the cooked and eaten legs will grow back to their original heinous size, but for now the legs have only began that process, so please further imagine that the new legs now forming are about the size of a Barbie Dolls legs. Ok dear readers if you have that image in mind, please have some stiff drinks and try to erase it from your memories. The author assumes no responsibilities for any nightmares that you might incur.)
That comment by Santa caused Satan to almost choke on his own vomit, as a sound that sounded remarkably like a giggle erupted from Satan, the Lord of Damnation. Mrs. Claus had a different reaction. She screamed incoherently, and threw at Santa the first thing she could grab. In this case it was an 18 inch tall, cum covered Faery. One of the Hellhounds snatched it out of mid air and swallowed it whole. Even in the midst of her furious anger, that caught the attention of Mrs. Claus. She said, "You miserable old fart, get that tiny young whore out of your quarters and out of this realm, AT ONCE! If I see her again, I'll rip her to shreds and feed the tiny pieces to the Yeti and the Faeries will lick up her spilt blood."
Santa looked at her coldly, yet calmly, and just said, "No." Then he added, "Her name is Lolita, she was a gift from my Brother, and I prefer her to you. She stays! Furthermore, she's more powerful than you, as you should know, and the Yeti's will follow her orders not yours. As will the Reindeer and the gifts we have brought you, these two insatiable Hellhounds." Santa then shouted out, "ARGCRANNONXAGR," and the Leader of all Yeti's appeared almost instantly. He was the only one of the Yeti with horns. He was also much larger than any other Yeti, whether white, brown or black. When he appeared in the huge room, it suddenly seemed much smaller. The tips of his horns almost scraped the fifteen foot ceiling, and his monstrous cock almost dragged on the floor.
Now as leader of all Yeti, Santa knew he already knew everything that was going on; he was extremely smart. No one knew, not even the Brothers, but he and Cerberus, the leader of the Hellhounds, were great friends and often played chess together with damned souls as the pieces, in an unused domain.
Santa now spoke for the benefit of his hideous spouse, but to the Yeti, "This is just to formally inform you in the presence of all concerned, things have changed. Of course, I'm still in charge, but you and Lolita, my concubine, are jointly next in command. You are in charge of all beings and beasts, excepting my wife. That includes our two new Hellhounds, the Reindeer and the Faeries." The two Hellhounds gave a slight bow and revealed their throats, a sign of submission to their kind. "My wife commands NOTHING, however I expect her to continue using the Faeries as body servants, and the Hellhounds as her sexual partners. Either you or Lolita might allow her to use other Yeti that you wish to reward or more likely punish, to fuck or bugger my wife. Oh Yes, Lolita might request you or another to service her from time to time. She's a Succubus and I have no objection. My wife is confined to her foul quarters henceforth. I'm going to discuss with my brother a possible rotation of forces, so perhaps a squad of Yeti might enjoy some time in Hell and a squad of Demons would replace them here. I'm also going to beg my brother for a rotation of Faeries for a group of Succubi to serve as my servants and provide relief to your troops."
Mrs. Claus just sputtered while Satan said, "Brother, we can discuss the details later, but I quite like your ideas. I'm sure we can work something out, if you would also accept a few damned souls to service your wife and her rooms. I have some 'neat freaks', and 'germaphobes', who greatly deserve such torture."
Santa said, "Good, that doesn't sound like a problem. I'm sure we'll work everything out. Now, we really must be off to NYC, time is fleeting and never waits except when I freeze it. Not even 'HE' has that power."
With that the two Brothers, Santa and Satan, left to return to their sleigh and their sled. As they left, Mrs. Claus might have had more to say but as she opened her mouth a VERY large Hellhound cock was quickly pushed in till the balls hit her chin. The other Hellhound was almost as quick thrusting his magnificent member all the way into her deep cunt. Only 'HE WHO MUST NOT BE NAMED', knows how many Faeries were crushed to death in that nasty old twat.
When they reached the sled and the sleigh. Santa explained what the new chain of command and arrangements were to Lolita. Then he sent her into their Palace saying to her, "My dear Loli, I strongly suggest that you meet with the leader of the Yeti as soon as possible. You two will have to work together at times, and as a Succubus of great power, you will likely find that he can fulfill some of your other needs, as can the other Yeti and perhaps even some Reindeer. I understand that Blitzen is the best, but Cupid is well named as well. I know you love me, but I understand your needs and I have no objection. I might even watch at times. After all I'm only one Immortal." She smiled, gave him a kiss, a caress and a bit of a grope, then turned and moved towards the palace that he had called 'THEIRS'.
Santa looked at his brother and the very young looking, old witch Baba Yaga, and raised an eyebrow. His unspoken question was quite clear to Satan. Satan said, "Brother, I believe Baba might prove helpful. She could pave the way with Noel. After all, what might that young girl's reaction be to see you and I, two adult men appearing in her room. I would think it might be fear followed by screams. I know you go to great lengths not to be seen, and I'm never seen. That power of yours to briefly freeze time is unique and extremely useful, but with both of us there, this could take a while. Baba looks only 7 or 8 years old, and her pointed ears make her look like what humans think of as an Elf. She could go in first and explain that she is about to be awarded the rare honor of meeting THE SANTA CLAUS, and his younger brother who is learning the job. Bullshit of course, but it will explain both the sleigh and my sled, as well as my smaller dark beard."
Santa thought for a moment then said, "I'm sure this is some trick of yours, but it does make some sense and avoids some minor difficulties, so I'll agree to this plan. Now, how about a race to her home, sleigh vs sled, Hellhounds vs Reindeer, you vs I." Without awaiting an answer, Santa leaped on his sleigh and said, "Now Dasher, now Dancer, now Prancer and Vixen! On Comet on Cupid on Donder and Blitzen! Now dash away, dash away, dash away all!" With that the sleigh was away, leaving Satan's sled in a sleigh caused blizzard.
Satan just laughed as he cracked his great whip, and his team took off at a tremendous speed. Still, he knew his sled team could never beat the flying Reindeer. Santa would win this race but he'd win the night, and he'd get a blowjob from an apparent 7 or 8 year old on the trip; she was already rubbing his cock. It also gave him a chance to tell Baba, her complete part in his plan. Yes, he'd win the night.
Noel got to her room and got ready for bed, putting on a new pair of more adult panties and a pretty new pink nightgown. She looked at herself in the mirror and thought that she looked much more grown up than she did just yesterday. She rubbed the small bumps on her chest, which gave her a tingle, in several places. She thought that her small boobies even felt a little bigger. She then moved to her bathroom where she used the toilet, washed up and brushed her teeth. She then brushed her hair and put it in two somewhat sloppy braids. She didn't like braids but Mommy liked her to sleep with them. The brighter lights in the bathroom made the new nightgown look almost see through. She liked it a lot. It made her feel a little bit sexy. She thought back to how some of the boys at school were looking at her yesterday and she thought that they'd like it too. She wondered if Marcus would also like it. Noel didn't know it but she was only one of three females in the house that were wondering just what Marcus might like.
Noel left her rooms and went into the living room to say goodnight to her now expanded family. While she did love her Daddy, she had to admit, in ways she couldn't quite understand, she liked Marcus a whole lot more. She was alone there, but that made sense, since she'd started getting ready for bed sooner than the others.
Finally Mommy came out, looking gorgeous as always. Noel was surprised, though as Mommy usually wore sweat pants and a tee shirt at this time of night. But tonight she had on a two-tone pink, fancy nightgown, and high heeled slippers. At first Noel thought it might be a party dress, since she still had on make-up and jewelry, and her hair was perfect. But then Mommy said, "Hey kiddo, how do you like my new nightgown?"
Noel said, "It's really pretty, but your boobies are almost hanging out."
Mommy laughed and said, "Yes, almost, but not quite, and it's suppose to be titillating. I don't want to be outdone by a 25 year old."
Noel asked, "What does titalateing mean?"
Mommy smiled and said, "Honey, you can look it up sometime. Who knows, maybe pretty soon."
Just then Consuelo came down the stairs, entered the room and sat down on a sofa, pulling her legs and feet up under her. She was wearing a black tee shirt with knee long sweat pants in a very dark pink. Noel was surprised, since she'd always worn long white pants before. Noel thought it was funny that she wore a pair of slipper socks, since she had them on too. The two strangest things were that she was wearing glasses, and had a bowl full of cheese puffs. As she sat she said, "Ma'am, er Doris, do you mind if I nibble on these in here? I don't have to. I can go eat them in the kitchen." Then, "Wow you two both look fabulous!"
Mommy said, "Don't be silly dear. Remember, we're just family here now. I'm just surprised you can eat after the meal we just had. I'm still stuffed."
Consuelo said, "I'm full too, but with all the wine I had, these will keep me from having a headache in the morning."
Mommy said, "Cheese puffs as a hangover preventative? How could that possibly work?"
Connie said, "These aren't normal cheese puffs up here, they're Jalapeno cheese puffs, very hot. I don't have a clue how they work, but they do. Maybe that's why Jalapeno poppers and Jalapeno hot wings are so popular at bars."
Mommy said, "Damn, I should have had those last night. Guess I over did it with the Scotch. I was really drunk."
Connie giggled and said, "Yes, I know. Don't you remember that I put you to bed?"
Mommy said, "Oh Thank God, I've been wondering all day and fearing it was Marcus."
"No it was me, but I'm sure Marcus would have been willing."
Mommy giggled. Noel couldn't rememeber having heard her giggle before. Then she said, "Damn, I really hope he'd be willing. Well, thank you Connie dear, and by they way, I suspect we'll all blow Marcus away. You have incredible legs and I bet this is the first time any of us has even seen them. The glasses suit you very well too. On me they looked horrid, but I couldn't wear contacts and the Lasik eye surgery worked great on me."
Connie said, "Well the contacts work very good for me, but my eyes sometimes feel irritated at night so I switch to the glasses."
Mommy said, "Well anytime you want to try the Lasik it's all covered 100% by the health insurance."
Connie said, "Doris, I don't have any health insurance."
Mommy said, "Well you and Marcus, as family, both have exactly the same coverage as Noel and I do, so Lasik is covered if you ever want it, or even just want to check it out. Oh, and your regular glasses and contacts are covered as well. I'll get health cards for you and Marcus as soon as I can, but it might take until after the holidays are over. Another thing, honey, and I don't mean to be insulting, but there should be a gift certificate for clothing under that tree, say for $500.00 dollars. I'm sure what you have on now is comfortable, but your room connects with Marcus's, and what you have on now is as effective as a chastity belt."
Connie said with a blush, "Yeah, I guess parts of my wardrobe could use some improvement, but I could never compete with you."
"Connie honey, you don't have to compete with me. I'm older than Marcus and close to twice your age. If it ever becomes a competition it would be me trying to compete with you, and new clothes can't make me younger." Then with a big grin and a wink she said, "Or maybe we should just share him." Then they both started giggling.
Noel said, "Mommy what's a chasity belt?" The two of them just started giggling even more.
That was when Marcus walked in the room. He was wearing grey sweat pants, a 'Gold's Gym' sleeveless tee shirt, heavy boots and a wide belt strapped around his waist. The belt held his big, kind of scary looking gun, and it also held some of those extra bullets in clips. Oops, they called them magazines - she'd been told that. Noel looked closer and she saw a second holster clipped to the inside of his right boot. You could only see a little bit of the handle. She knew that handle wasn't the right name, but she was getting very tired and couldn't remember what the handle part was called she thought as she yawned.
Marcus said, "Sorry, I seem to be late for the slumber party, and I'd never want to keep three beautiful ladies waiting. But from the sound of that yawn, I guess it's already too late."
Mommy said, "That's right angel, it's way past your bed time, especially if you want Santa to come. So say goodnight to everyone, give them a hug, and get off to bed."
Noel slid down the sofa to where Connie was sitting, hugged her without standing and told her goodnight. She couldn't help noticing, that while it didn't show in that tee shirt, Connie wasn't wearing a bra, and her boobies weren't near as big as Mommy's.
Then she stood up and walked into Marcus's outstretched arms. Wow, as he hugged real tight, she could feel that he had a lump in his sweats like the Santa in the store had, but his was much bigger than the fake Santa. She told him goodnight and moved over to Mommy.
Since Mommy was sitting, she just climbed in her lap to give her a hug and a kiss. She didn't notice that caused Mommy's nightgown to slide much further up her legs, but Marcus and Consuelo did. No one except Consuelo knew that she was very bi-sexual and had a big crush on both Mrs. White and Marcus. Just a few minutes earlier when Doris had joked about the two of them sharing Marcus, she'd almost cum from that mental picture. That would be a dream cum true for the young Consuelo. She'd love to do anything for either or better yet both of them.
As Noel hugged her Mommy she whispered, "Marcus has a lump in his pants like the store Santa did today, but his is much bigger."
Mommy hugged her again, gave her a kiss on the top of her head, then said to her and everyone. "Noel, my munchkin, when do you start sex education in school? Marcus, you'll be pleased to know that you have a lump in your pants like the store Santa did today, but yours is much bigger." Then she and Marcus laughed, and Connie looked confused. Mommy saw that and had to tell the whole story so Connie would know what they were laughing about. Then Connie also giggled a little, but gave a sympathetic look to Noel.
Noel felt that Mommy was very wrong to embarrass her that way. She said a loud goodnight and Merry Christmas to the three dumb adults and headed to her room. She said back over her shoulder as she walked away, "That doesn't start until next year in 6th grade." She opened the door to her room, walked in and closed the door louder than normal, almost a slam. She stood with her back to the door, and heard Mommy say that she must have hurt her feelings. Noel was expecting Mommy to come to her room and say she was sorry, but she didn't.
Instead she heard Mommy say, "How about a eggnog Christmas Eve nightcap before we all turn in?" Noel just heard mumbles from the others and then the sound of glasses bumping together. Another thing that wasn't fair. She liked eggnog. She didn't know that there was a big difference between the non-alcohol eggnog that she liked compared to the 25% alcohol eggnog that they were now having. Noel was angry and hurt, but she wasn't stupid. She knew that wasn't the way to go to sleep, especially on Christmas Eve. So she had a sip of water from the bottle of Evian that she kept on the table next to her bed. She knelt down next to her bed and said her prayers. Then she gave an extra prayer to Santa Claus, thanking him for whatever he brought her, and still really hoping he'd bring her a dog. She climbed into bed, stretched to turn off her light, took off her new panties and picked up her 'Poochie Pie'. He'd make her feel better. He always did.
Soon she heard the adults start to move, steps on the stairway, must be Marcus and Connie going to their rooms. She heard her Mommy in the room next to her own. Then she heard sinks and toilets going upstairs and in Mommy's bathroom. Then the house got very quiet, until Mommy started that buzzing sound, and soon started making her happy moaning sounds. That's when 'Poochie Pie' started rubbing his nose against her special spots that felt so good. Mommy's moans got a little louder, and she said some bad words. Then that buzzing stopped, and 'Poochie Pie' stuck his nose a bit inside her. Oh, her special spots got that nice tingly feeling and soon she was asleep.
Continued in Part 6This story was first published on White Productions member site.
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