Christmas with the Coppingers

Ah, Christmastime. Everyone loves Christmas, don’t they? I knew I do, my sister Abbie does too. My whole family does. There’s something about it that just sparks joy.

I didn’t even complain when we all packed up and carted off to Auntie Jackie’s large townhouse for a few days. It was close enough to travel in on Christmas morning but my parents wanted the full family Christmas — the whole extended family was there and with my younger siblings in full “Oh my God SANTA!” mode, it made sense.

I was well acquainted with Auntie Jackie and Uncle Ron’s house, especially the Uncle Ron part, since our camping holiday in the summer. I’d been there a lot anyway but let’s just say there have been extra visits away from prying eyes. Fun visits, visits that involve my panties being slid off by Ron and tasting that glorious cock of his. Visits that no one knows about, except for Jackie.

Not just Jackie. My sister Abbie is aware of them too. She’s only a couple of years younger than me, at eighteen and we are close. We always have been and we happily share details of our sex lives. Some might call it weird but we think nothing of it. She’s just as filthy as I am and I love hearing the details. We’ve even helped each other with underwear choices for dates so yeah, that’s me and Abbie. Horndogs and proud of it!

We take after our Aunt and Uncle, who are both swingers and are at pains to hide it from the rest of the family.

We arrived on Christmas Eve, in matching Christmas jumpers, skirts, and Santa hats and looking just properly dead cute. Christmas Eve is always fun, lots of drinking for us older cousins and it goes by in the blink of an eye as we catch up with folks and watch the younger ones run around excitedly. It’s a fun day but it’s tiring, so tiring that I was happy to go to bed.

Abbie and I had been placed right at the top of the townhouse, on the fourth floor next to Jackie’s home office — she works from home occasionally so set herself up with a proper workspace.

‘I’ve put you gals right out the way, hope you don’t mind but I needed you two in that room,’ she had said — winking at us with the last sentence.

I knew exactly why and didn’t need to be told. The fourth-floor room was Jackie’s special room, the room where she films herself fucking younger men. The same room that I’ve spent many an evening fucking Ron. It’s a weird rule that they have, their marital bed is for them and them alone. Any guests stay upstairs. It’s a large bedroom, with a closet on one end and a small ensuite shower room and toilet next to it.

Abbie giggled as she shut the door behind us. ‘She really wants to keep all this secret doesn’t she?’ Her deep-set blue eyes were wide with amusement. We have the same build and could easily wear each other’s clothes. We’re both slightly built — petite some would call it — and Abbie wore her black hair long. Today she had it in pigtails, tied right the way down her back.

I giggled too as I opened the suitcases and found the other family Christmas Eve tradition. Christmas pajamas that we had to wear. Heaven forbid we wake up early without them! I threw Abbie hers and undressed to put mine on. It was a light green cotton nightie that had an elf design on it, matching with Abbie. To be fair, she looked good wearing it. Abbie had that way of making everything look good, but she was adamant I did so there we go.

‘You know this room then?’ I asked with an innocent tone to my voice. Abbie responded by pulling her tongue out at me. ‘What goes on here Abbie, tell me.’ I giggled and flopped onto the bed, starfish style.

‘You know exactly what happens here,’ she said pulling open the drawers of the dressing-table that sat next to the bed. ‘We fuck our Uncle Ron a lot.’

She looked me straight in the eye. I burst out laughing.

‘Yeah and I have no regrets,’ I said.

‘Nor me,’ she said.

Abbie started to nose through all the drawers now. Auntie Jackie had not taken the time to hide anything. We came across numerous sex toys, cock rings, lubes, blindfolds, whips. Anything she might need. We giggled through it all. Naturally, we had yenimahalle escort to turn on half the stuff, seeing how it felt against our skin.

‘She really is a filthy mare isn’t she?’ I said as put all of them back and opened her closet up. ‘And she must have known we’d go looking.’

‘Well I’m glad that we’re able to meet up to her expectations then,’ said Abbie who was fascinated with the clothing. ‘God, I wish we were the same size as her,’ she said as she pulled a French maids costume off the rack and held it against her body. ‘This will be far too big.’

I nodded. I felt the same. Auntie Jackie was a much curvier lady and I had my eye on trying on one of the satin negligees I had found in the drawer but it would have swamped me and been unflattering. And the fishnet bodysuit? Another no-go.

‘Aw, this would have been great to try too!’ She pulled a leather bra, thong, and boots she had found almost pinned together.

‘Imagine that with the whip!’ I said.

‘Dominatrix Jackie.’

‘Ooh,’ my eye was caught by a camera towards the back of the closet. ‘The infamous camera.’

‘Bet that’s seen some sights.’

‘Abbie, there’s a laptop behind it.’

Abbie lunged past me and grabbed it. ‘Think this has the videos on here?’

‘It’s likely, why else would you hide a laptop?’

‘Precisely. Want to look?’

I thought for a split second. A flashback of Jackie holding the handheld camera as I, dressed in Abbie’s old school uniform, gave Ron a long lingering

g blowjob. I put it out of my mind. We could skip that one. ‘Too right,’ I said.

Abbie brought it out and set it up on the bed and put it on. She was right, every video was on there. She pressed play on the first video. It was Jackie on all fours being fucked from behind so loudly that Abbie had to find the volume button to turn it down immediately.

‘Woah,’ I said and climbed on the bed behind her to watch. I ended up spooning her from behind, my arms around my sister’s body as we skipped through the collection of sex videos filmed by my Aunt and Uncle.

‘I know right, so fucking hot.’ Abbie squirmed in my arms until she was fully comfortable. One hand on the laptop ready to skip to the next video.

‘Abs,’ I whispered in her ear. ‘Just as a warning, you might come across me. Just skip it.’ My heart pounded as I spoke, fearful of judgment.

‘I will,’ she whispered back. ‘We’ll skip mine too if you don’t mind.’

My stomach stopped turning round into knots and fluttered excitedly. I should have expected that result. We kept watching longer on each clip, Abbie no longer wanting to skip after five seconds. The videos were lasting longer, seemingly having more setup. We watched the pair of them getting fucked in all sorts of positions, with all sorts of people.

We watched them have a foursome with two around their age. We watched the same faces coming back time and time again. There was a young man who was a fan of Jackie in her office gear. We came across Abbie in some gorgeous lingerie. She was dressed in a see-through white bra and matching panties and was lying on her back as if she was waiting for her lover.

In my arms, I felt Abbie tense before she hurriedly pressed next. ‘Fuck you looked so hot,’ I whispered in her ear. I had started to feel horny, my panties had turned damp and I was going to need a release that night. It had gone too far.

The next video was my school uniform one. It was my turn for my body to tense up. ‘So do you,’ she said as she turned around slightly and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

We carried on watching. The next video was Jackie in a ball-gown and the familiar young man in a tux — alongside what I presumed was his best mate. As we watched Jackie on fours being spit-roasted, I felt Abbie’s hand slide her nightdress up and down into her panties. I felt my heart thumping in my chest, almost bursting out as Abbie started to masturbate. Fuck, I needed to too.

To say I was turned on would be an understatement. My breathing had turned shallow and my head was running all over the escort yenimahalle place. The noises from the laptop mixed in with Abbie’s groans and I needed more. I kissed the side of my sister’s cheek. She stopped for a brief moment. ‘Carry on,’ I whispered.

Abbie nodded before continuing to rub herself. I looked down, her nightie had risen and I could see her hand was down inside her panties. I moved my free hand over her butt cheek and slipped my hand inside the lacy material. I moved it slowly, almost tickling her skin as I reached her hand — her hand that was still rubbing up and down against her clit.

I moved it out of my way — she offered no resistance and freed it as my hand replaced hers. She was soaking wet and Abbie let out a soft moan as I took over and slowly moved my finger up and down against her clit.

‘Jesus Hayley,’ she murmured as her body wriggled back into me. Her butt cheek planted firmly in my soaking wet crotch.

‘Shhh,’ I whispered in her ear. Her pussy felt wet to touch, it sent a tingle throughout my body and I carried on slowly teasing my sister. I kissed her cheek again, twice, three times. I kissed her neck, stopping myself from giving her a huge Christmas hickey.

‘Oh Hayls,’ I heard her say quietly. ‘Don’t stop.’

I had no intention of stopping now. I nipped at her earlobe and she squealed as I quickened up the pace with my hand. Up and down, up and down. The lace of her panties rubbing against the back of my hand and shamefully turned me on even more. My sister’s underwear. I couldn’t believe that I was developing a fetish for my sister’s underwear.

‘Oh God Hayls, Oh God.’ Abbie’s breathing was quick now. I could feel her body tensing up, my legs squeezing together and clenching against my hand. She was going to cum and soon.

‘Cum for me Abbie. Just let yourself go,’ I said softly into her ear, before adding, ‘cum for your sister.’

I had said we were a dirty family, hadn’t I? That did the trick. ‘Oh God, Oh God, Oh GOD,’ she screamed the words out quietly as her body convulsed and twitched.

Abbie turned around on the bed to look at me. ‘Jesus Hayley,’ she said as she looked me in the eye. We had forgotten the video that was playing now, not caring to see what Jackie was up to. Abbie stared at me for what seemed like an eternity before breaking into a huge smile. A split second later, she kissed me. Her lips met mine and her tongue found its way inside my mouth. Her kiss was gentle and tender but came with frenzied longing on both parts.

I needed a release. I needed to cum too. My nipples stood on end, almost begging to be sucked through my nightie and my panties were so wet they were ruined. I had masturbated my younger sister and now I needed to fuck her. I needed her to fuck.

‘Come on Hayls, lose this,’ Abbie said pawing at the bottom of my nightie. Without pausing for breath I pulled it over the top of my head. Underneath I wore no bra, just a pair of simple cotton panties that were without doubt damper than earlier. Abbie gave my butt a slight slap and giggled. ‘I love these.’ She then kissed me once again, kissed my neck, and then kissed my nipple. That sent an electric current down my body and I moaned softly.

‘I’ve worn sexier,’ I said in between heavy breaths as my sister continued to play with breasts, taking her time to play with my nipples before raining kisses on my stomach and thighs. She paused by my panties and looked up at me, straight in my eye.

‘I know,’ she said. ‘You still look good in these though. You look good in everything Hayls, you really fucking do.’

‘No I don’t,’ I tried to say but couldn’t as she kissed my clit through my panties. ‘Ohhh fuuuck,’ I whispered. My voice almost croaking. I felt her slide my panties down my legs and she flung them across the room. I lay naked in front of my sister, my legs spread out, my pussy waiting.

Abbie didn’t disappoint. She eagerly buried her face between my legs, her tongue swirling around my clit sending me into heaven. Every lick felt good, every tiny little nibble felt even yenimahalle escort bayan better. I played with my nipples as she continued to eat me out, pinching them and allowing the currents of pleasure to hit hard.

‘Oh fuck Abbie,’ I said. ‘Oh fuck, oh fuuuuck!’ I was trying to be quiet but it was hard. I grabbed a pillow and bit it, we couldn’t risk waking anyone up. I ran my fingers through Abbie’s hair, almost pushing her face in as my orgasm hit. I exploded, pulsating from my clit and throughout. My legs started to twitch and I felt lost for breath for a moment. I looked towards my sister, who was grinning wildly staring at me.

‘Did you like that then?’ she said quietly.

‘You know I fucking do. Fucking come here and kiss me,’ I said motioning her to come up the bed and kiss me again.

‘Hang on,’ she said. She reached off the bed into one of the drawers next to it. She picked something up and ran back, pulling her nightie over her head as she did so. Her bright yellow, lacy panties were still on.

‘What have you got?’

‘A nice toy to use with you, but first, can you help me with these?’ She slapped the waistband of her panties against her skin.

‘Of course,’ I said with a smile. She wriggled on the bed onto all fours as I pulled them off, allowing me a full view of her cute butt. I gave her a little slap before nipping her butt cheek, to which she squealed.

‘Now sit up,’ she commanded to me. I did just that and so did Abbie. We sat close together, our legs outstretched so our pussies could be as close together as possible. She reached around me with her arms and gave me a deep, passionate kiss. We kissed for ages. Her naked skin against mine felt fantastic, it felt right.

Suddenly she let go and she positioned herself to start scissoring me. The movement of her hips and mine felt good. Despite cumming already, I wanted more. I needed more. Abbie needed more. She picked up the toy she’d chosen. One of Aunt Jackie’s vibrators, a magic wand style.

‘I don’t think she’ll mind,’ Abbie whispered.

‘Only if we share the whole story with her,’ I said knowing it to be true. She would find the story hot.

Abbie placed the toy between us, primed right against our pussies. Its familiar buzzing sound was music to my ears, the sensation phenomenal. Our bodies were still together as close as we could manage it as the sex toy did its job. We both moaned and groaned, almost in sync with each other. It was Abbie’s job to keep it in place as I used my hands to pinch our nipples in turn. She almost screamed when I ran my finger around her nipple, squeezing her as much as I could manage.

The vibrations through my clit were putting me into a state of ecstasy. Despite knowing how filthy we both were I never thought I’d find myself fucking her. I had seen her naked many times as an adult, seen her in lingerie, helped her get into tricky lingerie and I had seen her half-naked in a post fucked state so many times that it didn’t registered but this? This was something else.

This was fucking hot. I was loving every minute of it.

Fucking my sister could never be a one-time thing and we both knew it.

Our final orgasms came one after another. I was first, my body twitching wildly as the pleasure waves hit and still watching as Abbie moaned ‘Fuuuuuck,’ into my ear. Her body twitched around me. She moved the toy and we collapsed down together, lying in each other’s arms for what seemed like ages.

‘Merry Christmas Abs,’ I whispered.

‘Merry Christmas to you too,’ she giggled.

It was as we were about to doze off that I remembered. It was still Christmas Eve. ‘Abs,’ I said. ‘We need to tidy up.’

‘Mmm?’ she said, not wanting to move.

‘Can’t have anyone walking in,’ I said.

‘Shit no.’

We hurriedly removed any evidence of Jackie’s sex toys and tapes, the videos playing having long been forgotten but still playing — this time it was Jackie and Ron together with a young woman my age behind Jackie’s head.

‘Gonna need new underwear on,’ Abbie said. ‘Mine’s too damp.’

‘Sorry about that,’ I lied. I pulled out a pair each from the suitcase we’d shared. Abbie’s choices were all bright and colorful, I chose a red lacy pair to match the green nightie we were having to put back on. ‘Another colorful pair?’

‘I love colors,’ she shrugged.

Once suitably dressed we curled back into bed together, Abbie lay in my arms and we both fell asleep. A very merry Christmas indeed.