FAMILY TRADITION
"A blow-job." That's how it started. We have developed a very unusual Christmas family tradition among my husband Jason, my sister Kelly and her husband Chuck.
Shortly after Jason and I were married I was asking what he wanted for Christmas and he said "A blow-job." That was no big deal since I regularly sucked his cock. I laughed and said, "If that's all, it's no problem.
Jason was in a devilish mood so a few minutes later when our conversation moved on to gifts for and from others, I said that my sister Kelly had asked what they could get us. Jason said, "A blow-job."
I was a little peeved at him for saying that, "You want my sister to suck your cock, even though you are married to me?"
He said, "Sure, what's the harm?" When he saw my reaction, he told me he was joking, and he'd said it half-seriously.
I said, "Well what should I give Chuck?" and of course Jason said, "A blow-job."
We finished our conversation a few minutes later. Jason was not in a serious mood. I concluded that I would decide on gifts without him and let him know later.
Later that evening, Kelly and I were drinking wine and talking about what to get for Mom and Dad and she again asked me what they could give us. I joked, "Jason said he wants you to give him a blow-job." We laughed and she said, "Is he serious?"
I said, "I don't care. He was being an asshole."
Kelly, who is a year younger than me said, "What do you think he would do if I actually did it?"
I said, "He'd love it, I'm sure, but Chuck (her husband) and I would not be very happy about it." Still joking.
"Well, if you gave Chuck a blow-job it would make things even." She said.
I asked, "You're not serious, are you?"
She said, "Why not? I mean, Chuck thinks you have a hot body and I've seen Jason checking me out. It would satisfy their curiosity."
"I think it would arouse their curiosity and they would want something more." I replied.
"That would be too bad for them, wouldn't it?" She said.
I was grasping that she was serious. I looked at her like she was crazy.
She said, "Admit it, wouldn't it be nasty to suck each-other's husband's cocks? Haven't you wondered what Chuck has between his legs? I've noticed Jason's package a few times."
Kelly was always the wilder one between the two of us. I taunted her, "You like sucking cocks, don't you?"
She responded, "Not as much as you do, big sister. How many cocks have you sucked? I remember you telling me how you sucked your boss's cock at your previous job."
It was true, I had sucked the guy's dick to get a promotion, but that was before I married Jason. I had sucked a few cocks in my dating days, also before Jason. Kelly and I used to confide in each other about such things when we were living at home together and dropped some hints when we have talked on the phone since then. It was titillating to talk about such things with my sister. Imagining the sex the other sister talked about made us horny.
"I'd like to see you suck Chuck's dick. You've talked about sucking pricks, but I've never seen you do it. I wonder if you could get Chuck's cock all the way into your throat." She teased me.
"I wonder which guy has the biggest cock." I asked her.
She laughed, "I know the best way to find out."
I told her she was being silly and we moved our conversation on to other things.
It was the week before Christmas and the four of us were out to dinner when Kelly brought the subject up again. We had all been drinking a lot of wine and were in a festive mood. When we were in the ladies' room, she said, "This would be a good night to give the guys the present we talked about."
I laughed and said, "You're not serious?"
She giggled and said, "Why not. Be daring Cindy (that's my name). We only live once. It'll be fun."
I was giddy from drinking and I thought to myself that it might be. Jason and I had joked a couple of times about me giving some other guy head when we were out partying. It would turn us both on. I wondered if he would be pissed-off if I actually did it. But then, if he was getting blown himself, how could he object.
Kelly knew I was thinking about it. "Let's go back to our place for dessert after dinner."
The thought of what we might do caused my loins to tingle and my pussy began to get wet. When we got back from the ladies' room and sat back down, I reached over and put my hand on my husband's cock through his pants. I could feel it getting hard. I noticed that he had taken note of Kelly's cleavage and was very attentive when she leaned forward at the table. Her breasts are nice and white and we could see the hint of her nipples through her blouse.
There was a dance floor in the lounge near the restaurant and Kelly suggested we dance for a while. We enjoyed a few fast dances and switched partners a couple of times. After a few slower songs, I noticed my sister was clinging to my husband and he had his hand on her ass. When I was back dancing with him, I noticed that he had a bit of a hard-on. "Did my sister give you this?" I asked as I nudged my leg into his crotch. He was embarrassed and didn't answer.
"You pig." I said. "You've got a hard-on for my little sister."
Poor Jason was embarrassed and tried to say he was hard for me. "I got hard watching you dance with Chuck." He said. There probably was some truth in that.
"Do you want me to give him a hard-on?" I asked. Jason just gave me a nice kiss and we switched partners again.
Two could play at this game, so I began to rub up against Chuck when we danced and I quickly felt his prick pushing against my stomach when he pulled me close. He had his hand on my ass and we both watched Kelly and Jason grope each other.
"Do you like seeing Kelly with another man?" I asked Chuck.
He said, "She turns-me-on when she does things like that."