Goblin Wives - North Pole

Goblin Wives -- North Pole Part 6

© JAKwriter aka writerJAK -- January 2024

All rights reserved. No republication without approval of the author.

Scanning for AI learning, data scrapping, and similar activities is expressly prohibited.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Noises came from another part of the house. Soft footsteps up to the master bedroom. The door was open and a figure looking in cried, "MOM!"

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Gloria McGillicuddy could not believe it! Her mother was in bed with another woman. The room reeked of sex. Specifically, the odor of pussy. Her mother was a lesbian! But she was supposed to be away with a guy named Nick. What the fuck was going on? And what was with all the expensive furs?

The one she picked up on the way to the Master Bedroom felt SOOOOOO good in her hand. The fur was soft, softer than anything she had ever touched or held before. The thought of what it would do to her if she rubbed it against her bare body. How hard her nipples would get. How her pussy would drip.

Snapping out of the fantasy, Gloria focused on her mom and the mysterious figure under the furs on her mother's bed.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The two women in the bed stirred, with Lucinda waking first.

"Gloria! What are you doing here?" She cried out in panic.

"Uh...Mom...don't you remember? You are supposed to be away. With a guy named Nick. You remember, the guy you've been dating since Dad died? I'm supposed to be here to check on the house."

There was no way Nick was under the furs. Gloria had met him a couple of times and he was a short fat guy. Why her mom was interested in him was a mystery. But he did appear to have money. Maybe that was it.

The smells of sex and the feel of the fur in her hand made Gloria horny. If her bull was here instead of off skiing with his family, she'd be calling him now to arrange a major fuck session. Also asking her on again, off again boyfriend Eddie, to come over and lick her bull's cum from her dripping snatch.

Brittany was starting to stir. Not being a morning person, it was taking her a minute to wake up.

"OH NO! It's not like it looks!" Lucinda said, still panic in her voice.

"Uh...Mom...it really looks like you had sex last night. Who was it with? Are they still here? Are they under the furs?"

Brittany was finally waking and looked at Luci and the new woman...Gloria?

Gloria was shocked. Her mom was sleeping with Brittany Williams. The sexiest and most beautiful TV reporter in the state, if not the country. Something weird was going on. But, DAMN, Brittany sure looked hot. Gloria suddenly forgot about her bull and Eddie. Brittany was her new interest. If she could fuck her mom, damn, she bet she would fuck her. Wouldn't that be nasty? Gloria and her mom having sex with the same woman...and maybe with each other.

Brit was now awake. Luci's daughter was a yummy caramel plus sized woman. As tasty as Luci. Gloria had taken off her overcoat when she came in, so Brit got to enjoy the beautiful holiday outfit she was wearing. A very tight sweater over a very large bust and leggings that hugged her legs, ass, and highlighted a wonderful camel toe. Brit was almost one hundred percent certain Gloria had no underwear on, as she could see that a distinct wet patch was growing and soaking through her leggings.

Luci, still mortified that Gloria found her in bed with Brit, was determined to explain everything to her daughter. "Gloria, just give us a few moments to get dressed. Umm...maybe you can make us some coffee. I'll...well...I'll explain everything."

Then Luci began to cry. Big, body shaking tremors wracked her body as Brit and Gloria rushed to her, holding her tight.

Her mother was naked, her body exposed. As she held her, Gloria saw a bead of white liquid on her mother's nipple. Extending a finger, she wiped it up, brought it to her tongue and tasted it. Her mother was expressing, and it tasted wonderful. More was beading, so Gloria shifted and started to nurse. More milk flowed, filling her belly. Having drained one breast, she shifted to her mother's other one and resumed nursing until it was also drained. Luci was calmer and Gloria was sated. Her mother's milk was better than any protein shake she had gotten from her lovers and bulls. Better than anything she could remember having eaten or drunk.

With her mother calmed down, Gloria got up to go to the kitchen. She now had an excellent view of Brit and her beautiful nude body. She could see herself making love with the reporter. Becoming her girlfriend, lover, maybe wife. She gave no thought to her love of cocks, big cocks, and men, strong men, dominant men. Also, men who would submit to her, doing her bidding as she directed them to her ultimate pleasure. As she walked to the kitchen to make coffee and wait for her mom and Brit, Gloria did wonder if Brit had any strap-ons, how big they were, and if she'd use them on her.

Luci pulled on one of her terry cloth robes, with snowflakes on it, and cinched the sash tight. Then she put on her fluffy slippers. Looking over at Brit, she saw the reporter pulling a baby blue, see through wrap from her suitcase. Unlike hers, it wouldn't hide anything from Gloria's view. Then Brit pulled a pair of matching slippers, with a three inch heel, from the bag and put them on.

Brit grabbed Luci's hand and walked to the kitchen. She could tell Luci was still nervous. Their relationship was new and was unexpectedly revealed. But she was certain Gloria wouldn't be a problem. Seeing her suckle at Luci's breasts was the key.

Coffee was ready and the three women got their cups of java and moved to the living room and sat near the fireplace. Brit and Luci got comfortable on the sofa facing it, sitting on and pulling several of the furs over themselves. Gloria prepared the fire, then sat down, doing the same. Each of the women unconsciously stroked the furs, feeling the warmth flowing into their bodies, slowly arousing them.

Feeling very warm and fidgety, Gloria started. "Ok Mom, what's going on?"

Luci looked at Brit, then at her daughter and recounted the tale of what happened on Christmas Day. The trip to Santa's Workshop. The issues Nick had and the return to her house. Then Nick's arrest and being served with divorce papers. Both felt warm and sexy as the furs caressed their bare skin.

During the retelling, Brit held Luci's hand, providing support and reassurance. But with the recounting of Nick still being married, Luci pulled away, rose from the sofa, and started walking around the room, her robe coming untied, exposing herself to Brit and her daughter, her nipples erect and proud and her silky bush soaking wet and dripping on the floor.

"THAT GOD DAMED MOTHER FUCKING ASSHOLE! I NEVER SHOULD HAVE TRUSTED THAT SHITHEAD! ALL HE DID WAS LIE TO ME!"

With that, she broke down again and cried. Brit pulled her to the sofa and Gloria sat on the other end, with Luci in the middle. The two women held Luci as she pulled her robe around herself, slowly calming down. Each feeling close to one another. Each having thoughts of just stopping the discussion and moving to the bedroom.

Yet Gloria's skepticism broke the mood. Sleighs that fly, North Pole, Santa's Workshop, reindeer that are also cops? "Mom, are you sure about this? This sounds so made up. Did Nick just dump you and you made up this story?" she asked, looking at Brit.

"Gloria, I was there. Your mother was inside. I had to tell her what happened. Nick was arrested and served with divorce papers, then hauled off to jail, wherever that is."

"Did you film it?" Seeing Brit's nod, Gloria continued, "so where is it?"

"It was confiscated that night. No copies exist that I know of."

Gloria was confused. How could Brit believe this bullshit. Was she just playing her mother so she could have sex with her?

"So, what proof do you have?"

"The furs," Luci stated, continuing to unconsciously caress herself with them as she tried to stay calm.

"Mom, that doesn't prove anything! Nick could have just given them to you when he dumped you."

Luci was getting agitated, again. Brit was concerned that if Gloria didn't believe them, then Luci might break down. Looking around, she didn't see anything that would help. Thinking back to the night, she remembered that Luci had a smart doorbell, so it probably recorded what happened, since the doorbell looks straight at the street. Anything happening in the front yard would have been captured. But it would have been streamed to the cloud and the people who picked up everything from the station must have also gotten the cloud information.

"Gloria, the camera on the doorbell might have caught what happened. Can you check your account to see if the recordings are still there?"

"Brit, there's nothing in the cloud. My friend Eddie set everything up. He doesn't trust the cloud, so everything should have been recorded on the laptop he set up."

"Is it connected to the internet?"

"No, he wanted it stand alone. All the computer does is record and let you review the recordings. He disabled the Wi-Fi and ran a cable to it." Pointing towards the door, Gloria noted, "it's in the end table by the door."

The three women got up. Luci re-tied her sash as she walked. Brit's arm looped through hers. Gloria opened the drawer, pulled out the laptop, and logged in. Looking through the files, she found one with the right time stamp, and opened it.

It was Christmas Day, after Luci had left with Nick. The street had been very quiet. A few cars, a couple of people, and not much else. Then the Channel 8 News van pulled up across the street and parked. Brit could be seen talking to the driver/camera operator as they waited. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Nick's car showed up and slammed to a stop. Luci and Nick got out. He walked her to the door. Then went back to the car and started shuttling furs, lots of furs.

Gloria looked at Brit and her mother, then back at the screen. How the fuck did that little troll pack that many furs in that dinky ass sports car. Looking back at the room, she knew there was no fucking way all those furs would fit in that car. Didn't prove that the story Brit and her mom told her was true, but damn.

Nick was walking back to his car when someone, she couldn't make out the shape, walked up and gave him and envelope. He opened it, read something, and got extremely mad. That's when Brit walked up and appeared to ask him questions. Nick got madder. Then another someone else showed up, gave him another envelope. He appeared angrier, muttered something, then walked away from Brit. Getting in his car, Nick appeared to be ready to leave. Then the video went strange alternating between images of the car and images of a sleigh with eight reindeer. Then a cop; no, a reindeer with a red nose; no, a police car with the lights flashing; no, just the sleigh and nine reindeer.

Gloria was confused. Everything looked normal until the reindeer with the red nose showed up. Then everything looked crazy. The recording matched what Brit said, except for the last bit. Brit had seen the sleigh and reindeer. The recording couldn't seem to make up its mind. Playing it back, it bounced around again, showing the same views but with different timing for each of the alternate elements.

Playing the recording one more time, Gloria was uncertain what to make of what she had already seen. This time, the recording went smoother. When Nick and Luci showed up, they were in a car that morphed into a sleigh with eight reindeer and a huge pile of furs covering Luci, with more in the back of the sleigh. The images remained mostly stable. The two people that handed Nick the envelopes didn't look human. Not sure what, but not human. Rudolph, or so she named the red nosed reindeer, looked pretty serious, as did the other eight reindeer. Nick was clearly unhappy when the sleigh left, taking him with it. Then Brit walked up to the door and was let in.

Brit and Luci could see Gloria was deep in thought. They held each other as Gloria mulled over all she had seen. The original disjointed recording to the nearly smooth last viewing was confusing. She checked the laptop and there was nothing there. Just the bare bones Unix operating system and the software to record and playback.

As Gloria had been reviewing the video and the files on the laptop, Brit was admiring her luscious body. Bent over, her ass was highlighted and the growing wet spot from her oozing pussy was drenching the back of her leggings and working its way down her legs. Despite her skepticism, Brit knew Gloria wanted to believe her mother. It was just that the family dynamics were complicated by her father's racial history and his recent death. Having researched the family after her father's death, Brit learned of her father's mixed race mother and the drama that ensued when her grandfather married her biracial grandmother. The drama persisted with her father's marriage to Luci, who came from a religiously conservative family. They did not approve of Luci's husband for many reasons, but mainly due to his ancestry. The stresses put on them was likely the cause of Luci's frigidity and Gloria's hypersexual behavior.

More stressors were added when her father was killed and not for the reasons popularly known. Gloria's father had been intentionally seduced and set up to be killed by his "lover's" husband. There was a story to discover there, but Brit had been discouraged from investigating for reasons she did not believe and did not trust.

Gloria played the recording again, and this time it was clearer than the last. Everything matched what Brit and her mom had said. The limited audio also matched. Shit. Santa is real and he got arrested for being naughty. Who would have thought?

She put away the laptop and returned to the kitchen, picking up her mug of coffee on the way. Brit and Luci followed. Sitting at the kitchen table, the three women looked at each other. Gloria reached out to both Brit and her mom, holding their hands, thinking of the words to say.

"Mom, I don't know what really happened. The tape is so confusing. But it appears to show Nick, a Sleigh, and a bunch of reindeer. His car couldn't have held all the furs he carried in, but the Sleigh could." Sighing, she continued, "I'm going to accept that Nick really is Santa and he really got served divorce papers and was arrested. But there's one thing I just don't get. Why are you sleeping with Brittany Williams?"

Luci looked at Brit, squeezing her hand before addressing her daughter. "Gloria, I didn't tell you one thing. When I was in the Sleigh with Nick on the way to his Workshop, I was surrounded with these wonderful furs and I...well...I started getting...horny. Exactly what Nick didn't want to have happen. When he left me alone in the Sleigh, I couldn't help but feel...feel...more and more aroused. Nick didn't notice because he was so upset. I know he sensed something, but was so distracted, he didn't appear to know. The furs felt so nice and warm and...sexy. After he dropped off the last one and I closed the door, I couldn't wait to get to my bedroom. I had...I had...um...nice orgasms!"

Gloria looked at her mother in wonderment. This frigid woman she had known all her life that had sex ONCE and claimed to never cum, had nine orgasms just from rubbing herself on some furs?

"So how does that have anything to do with Brittany?"

"Um...well...we hit it off when she talked to me after Nick was arrested. I asked her over after she got of work and once she was here...."

"So, Brittany, why are YOU fucking my Mom?"

Brit smiled at Luci, squeezing her hand, then replying. "Like your Mom said, we hit it off. I can't really explain why HER, but both she and you are definitely my type." Brit then gave Gloria a wink and her hand a squeeze.

Flustered and breaking contact, Gloria got up and refreshed each of their coffees before saying, "I'm hungry. Mom, do you have food in the house, or should we get something?"

"I have a few things, but I didn't shop because I was going to be with Nick. I'm sure I can pull something together, but we may need to get some groceries." Getting up, Luci walked to the refrigerator, checked inside. Then went to a couple of cabinets, checking there as well. "I have enough to make some small omelets, toast, and we can fight over ham or sausage. I have some of each but not enough for everyone. There's cereal, but no milk. We need to go shopping."

"Don't worry about that Luci and Gloria. I'll make an online order for delivery. I usually don't have time to shop due to my work schedule. It's just easier to order and set up a delivery time. I'll order while your mom cooks."

"That sounds perfect Brit. Gloria, why don't you get yourself settled while I make breakfast. You look very warm right now."

With her mother's words, Gloria realized she was very warm, and wet. Soaking wet. So focused on her mom for the past forty-five minutes, she hadn't noticed that her leggings were dripping and leaving wet spots, almost like she had peed herself. Leaving the kitchen, she grabbed the bag she had left in the foyer upon arriving. Taking it to her old room, she quickly stripped without closing the door. Grabbing a few items from her bag, she put them aside on her bed. Then she took a quick shower to clean up. Drying herself, she pondered the items on the bed: a sexy purple lace shelf bra, a matching crotchless panty, and a pair of six inch platform heels. Clothes she previously would wear for her bull, and now for Brit...or was it for Mom?

Changing her mind, she put the items on the bed back into her suitcase. Gloria wanted to wear something for herself and something that might surprise Brit and her mom. So, she reached back into the suitcase and pulled out three items: a Silver Intimate Extasy, a Gold Scarab, and her custom Silver Butterfly. Grabbing the Silver Intimate Extasy and Gold Scarab, she put them back in her suitcase. Taking the Silver Butterfly, she carefully cleaned it before stepping into the straps and inserting the bulbous sapphire blue acrylic end into her shaved pussy. Pressing the metal butterfly hard against her mons, Gloria felt the acrylic button pressing against her clit. Carefully, she adjusted the straps to keep everything where she wanted it. Then grabbing a pair of silver four inch heels, she put them on, stood up, admired her look in the mirror and realized something was missing.

Grabbing her jewelry pouch, she found her silver necklace with a silver butterfly and a sapphire blue lozenge dangling below it. Putting it on, the lozenge sat in the middle of her cleavage, framed by her massive breasts. Removing her earrings, she put them in the pouch and pulled out a pair with a silver butterfly and a sapphire pendant. Putting them on and looking in the mirror, Gloria was finally satisfied. Exactly the look she wanted.

Food was almost ready, and Luci was starting the first of the omelets. Brit saw Gloria come back into the kitchen and was amazed by both her look and her boldness. Damn, that woman looked hot. Brit approached Gloria, gave her a hug, then a passionate kiss. Gloria was surprised but responded in kind. Brit reached down and rubbed her hand against the Butterfly, causing Gloria to squirm and intensify her kisses. Without warning, she came hard on Brits hand. Her moans attracting her mother's attention.

"Gloria, what are you doing over there?"

Brit and Gloria broke apart as Gloria turned to address her mother. "So, what do you think," as she slowly turned around, letting her mother see all of her.

"You look very nice dear, now pick up your omelet. I put a bit of ham and sausage in it along with onions, some green pepper, and a tiny bit of cheese. Toast is already on the table and buttered." Luci couldn't help but admire how sexy her daughter looked and wondered if one day she would be so bold.