Mary's Nude Christmas
Copyright© 2024 by OmegaPet-58
Chapter 20
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 20 - Dashing Through the Snow--Nude! Original story by Eddie Davidson, continued by OmegaPet-58. Sisters Joy and Mary Christmas move to rural Minnesota in a blended family. Rotten stepbrother contrives to show them nude outside as nasty strippers for passing truckers. In serious trouble, they receive rough corporal punishment, uncovering Joy's deep urges. How can she tempt Mary and her family into helping her explore and enjoy these growing submissive and exhibitionist feelings?
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Teenagers Blackmail Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Romantic Teen Siren BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Humiliation Spanking Anal Sex Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Big Breasts Public Sex ENF Nudism
From Mom and Dad’s perspective, we were becoming a happy and smooth-running family. They’ve been having a lot of closed-door discussions about us. I wish I knew what they were saying. I did hear her crying behind that door. Once in a while, I could see her watching Ethan with concern all over her face.
One good thing about having the guys work outside, it allowed me to relax. I didn’t bother with trying to “supervise” Ethan. If they came home from work and found a slushy mess outside, they did all the needed yelling. And, if I do say so myself, making Ethan miss eating one of my dinners was effective punishment.
Leo must have been singing my praises, because several times Denny asked if he could join us for dinner. Truthfully, I caught him sneaking looks at my sister, that is, Joy’s boobs. I couldn’t really blame him. Leo told me Denny never goes out anymore. That’s a good thing, because (he said) Denny got into trouble when he was drinking. In the same way, I caught Leo’s eyes wandering. I couldn’t be mad, though; I just smirked at him and enjoyed his embarrassment.
Being young and busty, yet not sagging, Joy was bound to draw the male eye. Dad would detonate in a fiery mushroom cloud, but my sister could support our whole family with a webcam account.
Finally, the calendar rolled around to Christmas Eve, my 18th birthday! I abused my poor clit through three climaxes before I finally dropped off to sleep on the 23rd, I was so full of anticipation. I woke up when Joy lightly shook my shoulder.
“Look! In the closet!”
Evidently Holly had gone through the sofa cushions looking for extra cash. Our closet door had a little hook on the inside, and hanging there was the most beautiful silky satin dress in forest green! It was a wrap-around style leaving a deep “v” neckline in front, and the light material seemed to emphasize my nipples. On the floor were some burgundy slippers, not fancy or expensive, but perfect matches to the dress.
Overwhelmed, I burst into Mom and Dad’s bedroom and wrapped my arms around Holly, blubbering. I didn’t stop although she was still only in her bra and panties.
“Thank you, thank you! Dad, how do I look?”
“Just perfect, except your hair’s a little wild, Mary.”
Mom added, “Maybe you should shower before you wear that. You want to be all fresh and clean when Leo comes over.”
“And smell good, too,” carped Joy, but I was too thrilled to notice. She was happy for me, anyway; I expected a little teasing.
“Leo! Oh, god! How much time do I have?”
I heard knocking from the front door.
“Shit! Joy, go out there and stall him. I need to...”
I was out the door like a flash, first back to my closet, and then bursting into the bathroom.
I didn’t hear the water running, and suddenly I was facing my brother! Nick was just finished coming, with his cock still in his hands.
“Sorry, Nick. Leo’s at the door, and I have to shower. Nice one, by the way.”
I gave him a quick smile, a peck on the cheek, and almost shoved him out so I could get myself under the falling water. Washing quickly, I brushed my teeth, and fled the room while only partially covered by a small towel. I found my tiny little bottle of perfume, did my eyelashes, and brushed my hair.
Still rushing, I stepped into the dress and wrapped it around my waist. Checking the mirror, I saw my nipple was almost visible through the low neckline if I leaned the right way. Stepping into the slippers, I tried to steel myself. Would he like me this way?
Dad heard the light click of the bedroom door as I stepped out. From where he was sitting, he could see me approaching before anyone else.
“Leo, put your coffee down, will ya?”
He did so, just in time. Entering the room, I heard him gasp. Never before had I felt a man drink me in like this; his eyes traveled from my curly hair down to my feet and then back up again. It was powerful; I shivered a little.
“Leo, am I OK? Do you like how I look?” My voice shook. I felt exposed, self-conscious, and more uncertain as each second passed.
“L-Leo?”
“You are exquisite. I can’t stop looking at you. I don’t have words...”
Out of words, Leo found an alternative. He stood up; he wrapped his arms around and kissed me with all the sweetness and intensity a girl could ever want. I just closed my eyes and swam with the current of my feelings, drifting off...”