I want to thank my readers for their patience. Life got in the way of me completing this store, but I have finally finished. The story will finish in the next two chapters, and both will be posted in the next few days.
The girls pulled me up, and we said goodnight to the parents. I was the last to file out of the room and looked back, and to my astonishment, Mom was on her knees sucking Angus, and Gina and Angela were on their knees doing the same to Dad. I closed the door and followed my girls to our room. We were lucky we didn't meet anyone in the hall. The girls were still in their matching sheer red baby dolls with their other clothes draped in their arms.
In the room, the girls went about their business, putting things away while I stripped for bed. Brandi was the first to join me on the bed. We gave each other a passionate kiss. Then Brandi snuggled up to my right side and fell asleep.
The next was Rachel; she gave me a tender kiss and asked, "You want a blow job, babe?"
"Only if you really want to. It's been a long day, but I'll take care of anyone with needs," I responded.
The other girls each came and kissed me in turn. Connie and Rachel slept in the other bed. Heather cuddled up to my left, with Melly and Susan on the outside.
I woke on Christmas Eve to Heather sucking my cock. Brandi had rolled over in the night and was facing Sue. Heather was still wearing the baby doll, and when she noticed my eyes open, she slowly pulled my cock from her mouth, then climbed up my body and gave me a passionate kiss as her hand positioned my cock between her already wet pussy lips and pushed back the length of my cock.
Heather broke the kiss and commented, "god, I'll never get tired of that feeling." Then she lifted and put her hands on my chest as she ground her clit against me.
Heather usually liked to fuck and be fucked hard, and she wasn't ordinarily quiet about it. This time was slow, and I could tell she was trying to be silent. She moaned softly with her mouth closed and scrunched her face as her orgasm started. Then laid down and pushed her face into the pillow as she grunted and convulsed in orgasm.
She lay there with my cock buried in her and drifted into sleep. Her pussy continued to spasm every so often for a while. It was just frequent enough to keep me on the edge. On the sixth or seventh spasm, I came so much I felt it flow out around my cock.
On a picturesque Christmas Eve, we arrived back at the chalet after several days full of adventure. We were all looking forward to a peaceful evening before the celebrations began. Angela, the master chef, took charge of preparing the Christmas dinner. She divided the tasks among Mom, Gina, Susan, and Connie while the rest of us set up the tables and chairs in the main living area.
As we waited for the dinner to be served, the aroma of Angela's cooking filled the room, making our mouths water. When the appetizer, Porcini and Chestnut soup, was served, we were all in awe of its rich texture and flavor.
The soup was followed by Filet De Boeuf En Croute, which was cooked to perfection. The main course was accompanied by Spinach sautéed with creamy garlic sauce, Asparagus topped with Hollandaise sauce, and roasted red potatoes and shallots in balsamic vinaigrette. The combination of flavors in the meal was out of this world.
Angela had hired a local Sous Chef and a couple of waiters for the occasion. She looked stunning in her dress and could enjoy dinner like everyone else while the sous plated and the waiters served us.
Jean-Francois and his wife, Ingrid, joined us, making it a dinner for thirteen. The atmosphere was warm and jolly, and we spent the next two hours eating, drinking, and conversing. After the meal, we enjoyed a delightful array of desserts before exchanging gifts. Mom had always emphasized not working on Christmas Day, so we completed the gift exchange, dinner, meals for Christmas Day, and cleanup on Christmas Eve. Christmas day would start with sunrise Christmas Mass, and the rest of the day was spent enjoying the company of our loved ones.
While we were traveling, Jean-Francois took the opportunity to move two king beds together into my suite. That way, Angus and Gina would have a suite for themselves. We still had the second bedroom in my suite, so my girls could have some privacy should they want it.
Heather speaks up, "We are girls, after all; we bicker and fight about petty shit."
"Yeah, even though we are like sisters, we don't always get along," Connie responds.
"And by that time in our relationship, our cycles had synced," Rachel comments.
"Luckily, we didn't have that problem over that holiday," Susan interjects.
"You ladies are always pretty good together. I think the readers of our story will be impressed by how well you get along," I respond. "Okay, on with our story."
That night, our Emporors Bed got pretty busy. We had excused ourselves for bed, but Mom pulled me aside as I passed while the girls headed up.
"We asked her to distract you for a few minutes," said Connie.
"I figured that out when I got to our room," I respond.
I got up to the suite, and the girls spread out across the bed in various poses. They all had big red bows on their heads, wide red ribbons across their chests, panties with big red bow ties on each side, and a name tag that said, "From: Santa To: Jay."
"Damn!" I exclaimed. "I must have been a good boy this year!" There was a chair next to the bed, so I sat in the chair and called each of them in turn to sit on my lap. I unwrapped them, gave them each a lingering sweet kiss, and sent them back to the bed. Once I finished unwrapping, I joined them on the bed where they unwrapped me.
Mom had warned us not to stay up too late because we were all going to Christmas Mass if she had to drag us there. With that in mind, the girls prepared each other to keep foreplay down, and we had sex with each other in her favorite position: Brandi, Melly, and Susan rode cowgirl. Connie wanted missionary, and then Heather and Rachel wanted doggie.
Heather went last, and I pounded her pussy hard for a couple of minutes. I told her I was close, and she yelled, "Do it in my ass. Shove it in, don't be gentle!"
Heather did like it rough, so I pulled out my cock, slick with her juices, pressed the tip against her star, and shoved it in balls deep in a single stroke. Heather let out a primal howl and fell forward on the bed, convulsing in orgasm. I followed after a few strokes and filled her ass with my cream.
We all quickly showered and got into our giant bed in a new position. I lay in a normal position at the center, but the girls lay sideways, three on each side of me, with their heads on either my chest, stomach, or thigh.
December sunrise in Switzerland wasn't early, 8:15 a.m., and with St. Moritz surrounded by the Alps, the Catholic Mass wouldn't begin till 8:30 when the sun crested the mountain Piz Rosatsch.
After the Mass, we walked around town before returning to the Chalett for brunch. We sat around all day and talked. In the afternoon, Mom, Connie, and Gina took turns reading 'A Christmas Carol' out loud. Then, for dinner, Angela heated a Christmas stew and bread pudding she had made the day before and served it on heavy paper plates to keep cleanup to a minimum.
The day was relaxing, and everyone went to bed early. Tomorrow, we will heli-ski Mont Rosa. After seven miles of incredible downhill Skiing, the helicopter would take us a few miles to ski the Matterhorn trail, a ski run at the base of the iconic Matterhorn mountain.
Christmas night, we decided to go to bed early. I gave each of the girls an affectionate kiss as they got in bed. After kissing Brandi, she wished me a good night and said she wanted to be alone.
"Is anything wrong?" I asked Brandi.
"No, Baby. I'm feeling closed in and want some time alone. We have our alone time tomorrow, and I'm looking forward to it."
I gave Brandi another kiss, and the girls all wished her goodnight. Then, she left the room.
After she left, I asked the girls, "Should I go talk to her?"
"No, Honey," responded Connie. "She asked to be alone, so just give her some space."
"Yeah, she's away from her other family at Christmas. She's probably missing them," said Susan.
I lay in the middle of our gigantic bed, and Connie, Heather, Susan, and Melly took the top positions around me, leaving Rachel the odd girl out. Rachel looked around a moment, then crawled between my legs, took my cock in her hand, and stroked it a few times before engulfing it in her hot mouth. The other girls just watched as Rachel sucked me to a full hardness. Once I was stiff as a board, she climbed up and impaled herself.
She road me for three or four minutes before an intense orgasm overtook her. I didn't think I would cum, but the intensity of her orgasmic spasms on my cock took me quickly over the edge, and I proceeded to fill her womb with baby batter.
She lay there on top of me until she recovered. Then got up without a word and went into the bathroom. She returned a few minutes later with a warm, wet cloth and cleaned me up. Then climbed in behind Connie and cuddled up.
I woke the following day to Melly with her head on my stomach, lazily running her fingers up and down my shaft. The way she lay, my hand was next to her bum, so I gave it a squeeze. Melly turned her head and mouthed, "Good morning," then turned back and started sucking my morning wood. Her intent seemed to be to get my cock good and wet. When it was soaked, she straddled me and slowly sank my length.
She laid on top of me, and we kissed as she ground her clit against me, softly moaning into my mouth.
Melly was still vise tight, and I came quickly. As my cum filled her, the feeling sent her over the edge, and she shuttered with her own orgasm. She laid her head on my chest, my cock still buried in her and slept.
I woke later in the morning to knocking at our door. Melly woke ahead of me and answered the door. She returned a few minutes later and yelled, "Get up, everyone; the parents are leaving in an hour and want to tell everyone goodbye."
The girls all got up quickly and dressed. We met Mom, Dad, Angus, and Gina in the living area and said our goodbyes.
A few minutes after they left, the U.S. Ski Team arrived. There were five guys. David from California, Josh and Steve from Colorado, Berry from Utah, and Chuck from Wyoming. They were all eyeing my girls as we all introduced ourselves as I thought to myself, "Yeah, suckers, dream on." We didn't say anything about our relationships, and I did notice that David looked smitten with Melly as they talked, and she was flirting a little.
After the guys took their stuff to their rooms, I pulled Melly aside to tease her about it.
"So what's with that guy David? He seemed really into you?"
"Is that jealousy I hear," Melly said with a smile.
"No, Mel, look, I love you, and I always will, but if someone comes along, that will make you, and you alone, happy. I guess what I'm trying to say is I'm giving you a pass to explore your horizons."
"Jay, I don't," Melly starts.
"No, Mel, I mean it. I took you as part of our group because I knew it was what you wanted, but our relationship as brother and sister comes before anything else. Our relationship as lovers comes with a stigma, and I want you to have no regrets, so please explore. I'll tell the others. Okay?"
"Okay, I'm not saying I will or won't, but I'll think about it," Melly responded with trepidation. We hugged, and then I went to find Brandi for our date.
I found Brandi sitting in the living room of our apartment. She looked deep in thought as I asked, "Hey, Sweetie, you ready to start our alone time?"
Brandi looked up and smiled but could see a hint of sadness on her face.
"Hi Jay, I'm ready, but can we just have an easy day?" She asked.
"Sure we can. Is there anything you want to do? We could walk to that little coffee shop by the lake."
"That sounds nice."
Brandi and I got our coats and walked to a cafe. We sat quietly for a bit and just sipped our coffee.
"Are you missing your family," I finally asked.
"A little, but there are other things on my mind. I'm just afraid to talk about it." Brandi answered with a hint of sadness.
"Well, Brandi, you know there is nothing you can't talk to me about, or there is always one of the girls."
"I know, Jay; it's just that I have something serious on my mind, and I don't want to spoil the holiday." She paused, looking out the window before speaking again. "You know I love you, right?"
"Yes, I know, and I love you too."
"That's why this is so hard." Brandi turned and looked into my eyes. "I need to say something, but I don't want you to respond until I'm done, okay?"
I just nod my head.
"Jason, I love you, and you are very special to me in ways I do not even understand. You opened me to love and being loved when I thought no one ever would. You know I have a lot of self-esteem issues and have since childhood. Jay, you changed that for me and gave me a beautiful gift that improved my self-esteem a hundredfold. I could never repay you for that. Even though I love you dearly, I've done a lot of soul-searching the last few days, and I've come to the decision that this group thing isn't what I want. I want you alone, but I know that I can't have that. I'm okay with it, though. I don't want you to change. I just can't be part of your haram, and anyway, I could never ask you to hurt the other girls. My only wish is that we can all remain friends. Okay, that's what I wanted to say, and it feels like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders."
"I understand. I can't say it doesn't make me sad because I do love and care for you, but I do understand more than you know. And, of course, we will still be friends. I want happiness for all the girls, and being in a haram, as you so eloquently put it, is not for everyone."
Brandi put on a beautiful smile, "You don't know how much that means to me because my biggest fear was that I would lose all of you."
"Well, I can't speak for the girls, but knowing them as I do, I don't think they will hold it against you. They all love you."
Brandi and I had a bite to eat and then walked hand in hand back to the chalet. We gathered the girls and told them about Brandi leaving the group. As I suspected, there were a few tears, but they hugged Brandi and said they would remain friends. Brandi told us she wanted to go home early to spend time with her family, so we arranged for a jet to take her to Paris and a non-stop flight to San Franciso.
Later that evening, I came out of the apartment and looked down to see Heather and Melly in the hot tub with three of the skiers. Heather chatted it up with Josh and Steve, and Mel talked to David. I didn't think much about it and went back in the apartment and watched a Christmas movie with Connie, Susan, and Rachel.
It was around ten when Heather came in and was drunk. She put her arms around me over the back of the couch and, not so subtly, spoke, "I'm horny, Jay. Come fuck me."
I probably would have accommodated her, but Connie turned around and pushed Heather's face back. "He's watching a movie with us, bitch. Go hump your pillow or something."
"Ffffine, you shtick in da mudk." Heather slurred out. She turned and left.
Our last movie ended at 11:30. So we decided to go to bed. Melly was already asleep in our giant bed, but Heather was not in the apartment. Connie and I went to look for her. We could hear noises coming from the kitchen on the first floor.
"Oh, god, this is so embarrassing," says Heather.
"You agreed we would tell all," says Connie.
"I know, but this isn't my proudest moment," responds Heather. "Okay, go on, Jay."
Connie and I got closer, and it was apparent the sounds were sexual. Sure enough, we stepped into the kitchen and found Heather getting railed between Josh and Steve.
I was going to leave and confront her in the morning, but Connie wouldn't let it wait. "You cunt!" Connie screamed. "How dare you cheat on us!"
The guys immediately stopped and pulled away from Heather. They both looked shocked as Connie stormed into the room. Heather looked terrified, then turned her head and puked.
Connie looked at the two guys with fire in her eyes. "That's our girlfriend, and if you don't leave immediately, I'll remove your cock and balls myself." The guys grabbed their clothes and rushed from the room.
"I think they both peed themselves," Connie says with a laugh.
"Yeah, you are scary when you're mad, Cons," replies Heather.
In the meantime, Heather had rolled to her stomach across the counter. The one she had just been getting railed on and puked again. Connie came from the side her ass was on and smacked her hand across her ass multiple times. She hit Heather hard enough to raise welts with each strike.
"I sprained my wrist because I hit you so hard, bitch!" says Connie
I grabbed Connie and started pulling her out of the kitchen, and she fought me to get at Heather. At the door, I looked back, and Heather was sitting up, her face in her hands balling.
"Heather," I called out. "She looked up at me with fear in her eyes, "Go get a shower and sober up; we'll talk in the morning."
Connie yelled from behind the door, as I was still holding her, "And don't you even think of coming back to our room tonight, Cunt."
As I pushed Connie into the living room, I heard Heather yell, "I'm sorry, Jay!"
As we reached the door to our room, Connie rushed in before I could stop her and told the other girls what Heather had done. They were understandably upset but not surprised at Heather. Connie continued to rant for a few more minutes, telling me to "Throw that slutty cunt out in the snow."
"You really said that, Cons?" Heather asks.
"I can't remember," replies Connie. "But I guess if Jay says so."
"Oh, yeah, Heather, she ranted for a good half-hour and called you every name in the book," Rachel comments.
"You know how Connie is when she gets mad, Heather. But you know she didn't mean it," says Susan.
So once we got Connie calmed down, I pulled off the robe she was wearing, pulled her into bed, and wrapped her tight in my arms. She calmed down quickly after that. Then she turned her head and said, "I will never cheat on you, Jay."
"I know, honey, and we both know Heather wouldn't have done this if she was sober. She loses all self-control when she's drunk."
"Stop making excuses for her, Jay. She fucked up, and I don't know if I can forgive her."
"Honey, you and I both know who Heather is, and for all her faults, we still love her. She will take her punishment for this, and we will continue to love her for who we know she is inside. You are going to forgive her, just like you always do, because you know she would trade her life for any one of us without hesitation."
"Yeah, I know. I'm just so mad at her right now. I don't know how you can be so calm."
"Because that wasn't Heather down there, it was Mrs. Hyde, and for the past year, we have all watched and helped Heather keep her Hyde confined. She made a mistake, we her friends weren't paying attention, and Hyde got out. We should have taken care of her when she came up drunk earlier, but we pushed her off, and Hyde came out to play."
I drifted off to sleep shortly after that and woke before anyone else. Connie had rolled in the night and was facing me asleep, and Rachel and Melly were cuddled up on either side of Susan at the other side of the bed. So, I was able to get up without disturbing anyone.
I opened the front door, and Heather was asleep, curled up in a ball right in front of the door. I sat next to her and pulled her into my lap. She woke and instantly realized what was happening. She threw her arms around me and started to cry.
"I'm so sorry, Jay," she blubbered out. "Please don't leave me."
"I know, baby. I'm not going to leave you. I should have taken care of you when you showed up drunk."
"No, it's my fault. You aren't to blame for me being a slut." Heather replied as her tears fell. "I don't deserve you, mo chroí, mo ghrá."
"I've already forgiven you. The girls, though, well, you have a hole to dig yourself out of with them. But they will forgive you, just as I have."
"I don't deserve someone as good as you, Jay," Heather said in a conciliatory tone.
"Yes, you do, baby. You deserve someone who loves and understands you. Now, come on, you need a shower. You smell like vomit and alcohol." We got up, and I brought her into the room. Connie, Susan, Rachel, and Melly were awake and chatting on the bed when I brought Heather in. If looks could kill, Heather would have burst into flames and died on the spot.
Heather put her head down, and I raised my hand so the girls wouldn't speak. "I think Heather has something to say."
Heather lifted her head a bit to look at them, "I, I, I'm sorry; I have no excuse; I was just stupid." she stuttered out.
I kept my hand raised, "Now, Heather is in serious need of a shower. So she is going to do that, and then she is all yours." Heather looked at me wide-eyed, "What? I told you you had to dig yourself out of the hole with them." She walked into the bathroom, and the other girls stared at me for a few minutes. Then they got up as one and went into the bathroom after Heather.
My only thought was, "god help her." I heard some gagging, ouching, and a please NO before I walked out of the apartment.
"So I never asked before, what did they do to you in there?" I ask Heather.
"No less than I deserved, but let's see, Connie shoved a bar of soap in my mouth, Rachel and Sue scrubbed me with exfoliating sponges, and Mel twisted my nipples so hard I thought they would twist off," Heather Replies.
"Yeah, we made sure she was clean head to toe, inside and out," Susan says with a laugh."
When the girls finally exited the bathroom with Heather in tow, Heather was naked and looked like a little girl who had been punished: Submissive, head down, and shaking. My heart was heavy as I looked at the pathetic little girl before me. "Well, I guess the punishment is taken care of."
"No," replied Connie. "She is losing her one on one date too."
"No, Connie," I replied. "You guys just punished her; I won't continue punishing her. She still gets her time alone with me."
Connie gives Heather an evil look, then says to me, "Okay, you're the boss."
It was still a couple of hours until my one-on-one time with Susan, so I pulled Melly into the living area and sat with her. "So, I saw you talking to David; what do you think."
"I don't know, he seems nice. Did you know he goes to the same college as us?"
"No, but that would be convenient," I replied.
"I don't know about going out with him. What would the other girls say? I don't want to get in trouble with them like Heather." Melly replied pensively.
"You won't. I already talked to them, and they understand why I'm letting you do this. Mel, I love you as my sister before anything else, and I've been your only option. I want you to have fun and try new things, see if monogamy feels better than being in the middle of a haram. I don't know if things will work out with Connie, Rachel, Susan, and Heather," I said.
"Connie is madly in love with you, bro. Rachel and Heather are in love with you, too. Susan is the only one besides Brandi I wasn't sure of, but she is so reserved she is hard to read. I think Brandi loves you, but I don't think she wanted to share you, which is why she left. And as for me, you know I love you unconditionally. Even if nothing comes of it, I'll at least talk with David some more, but I'm not making any promises."
Susan and I started our day with a walk. I had a bit of Deja Vu when we ended up at the same Cafe where Brandi and I ended our relationship. It was only momentary as I realized I had known Sue a lot longer and knew how she felt about me. We had lunch and chatted like usual; there were no revelations; we just enjoyed the day and each other's company.
We returned to the chalet as the sun dropped behind one of the high mountains surrounding us. As we climbed the stairs, I noticed Melly and David across from one another in the hot tub chatting and smiled to myself.
Susan noticed, too, and asked, "Are you sure about this, Jay?"
"Yeah, he had the same look in his eyes looking at her that I see when Connie looks at me."
Susan punches me in the arm, "Hey, I get that look for you, too."
I put my arm around Susan, "I know you do, but Connie looked at me like that the first time we met."
"So, do you love her more than the rest of us?" Susan asked pensively.
"No, sweetie, I love each of you the same. I see each of you differently, as if each is a separate but vital part of my existence. Losing one of you would be like losing an arm or leg. I could live, but it wouldn't be the same."
"Do you feel like that for Brandi?"
"I feel a loss with Brandi, but not like losing a part of myself."
Susan and I took the suite my parents had occupied. I fixed each of us a large dinner salad topped with smoked salmon, and we continued talking about general stuff and a little about the future. After cuddling up on the couch and watching a Christmas movie, we retired to the bedroom. We made out, made slow love, and fell asleep in each other's arms.
In the morning, I woke to the image of Sue's gorgeous ass and pussy hovering over my face and the feel of her warm mouth fellating my cock. Her clit was extended and hard, so I sucked it into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it, causing Sue to moan on my cock. She came after a few minutes and drenched my face. She lazily nuzzled my cock against her face, then sucked it back in her mouth and pushed it into the back of her mouth and into her throat. I came a moment later with my cock in her throat; she left it there and allowed my cum to shoot into her stomach.
It was early in the morning, and Sue said she felt invigorated. I suggested Skiing, so we dressed, got our gear, and headed to the incline train to Corviglia station. From there, we made our way to the eatery Chamman, which was about halfway up Piz Nair. After a brunch of quiche and pastries, we took Blue Slope 6 on a winding path down the mountain and right to the back of our chalet.
The date with Heather was subdued, but I let her know she was forgiven. When it came to sex, Heather told me she had been naughty, so I should use the paddle on her. I put my arms around her and pulled her into a kiss. Then I whispered in her ear, "But you like being spanked, so maybe because you were naughty, I'll make slow love to you instead."
Heather looked dejected and gave a disappointed, "Okaaay."
I did as I said and made slow love to her for a while. We were in missionary, and I was starting to get close and decided to give her a little of what I knew she wanted. I pulled out and commanded her, "Flip over and get on all fours." Heather quickly obeyed, and I shoved my cock back in hard and made her grunt. "Who's pussy is this?" I asked. But she didn't answer, so I smacked her ass hard. "I said, Who's pussy is this, Heather?" and smacked her ass even harder.
"Ouch, yours, baby, only yours," Heather grunted out.
I smacked her ass again, "Who's?"
"Yours, it's yours!" she panted out.
I pulled out, and without any warning, I shoved balls deep into her ass and slapped her ass. She grunted and hissed through her teeth. "Who's ass is this, Heather?" She didn't answer and was panting and hissing at the not-so-gentle intrusion. I slapped her ass. "Answer me, Who's ass is this?"
She hissed Through gritted teeth, "Yours, Baby, it's yours."
With that done, I pounded her ass for a few minutes until she started to spasm in orgasm, then dumped my hot load in her ass.
I pulled out and fell in the bed next to Heather, and she climbed on top of me. She lay her head on my chest and held me tight.
After our breathing returned to normal, Heather spoke, "I'm sorry I fucked up, Jay. I love you so much. I don't know why I did it."
I stroked her hair, "I know you do, baby. I'm sorry I didn't take care of you when I knew you had too much to drink."
"It's no excuse, babe. I'm a big girl, and I should have learned to control myself by now. If I lost you, I don't know what I would do. You are my whole world, and I can't take the chance of ever losing my whole world."
"Baby, look at me," I said as I lifted her chin. Heather slid her head over and looked up at me. "Baby, I told you before, if you need something else or someone else, I was okay with it. I love you, and if you want me to be the only man in your life, I will be tickled pink. But I'm not sure I can always take care of your needs."
"You can, babe," she responded as I put a finger to her lips.
"You say that, but I know that something like this will happen again. I'm okay with it as long as you're honest with me. I try to give you the kind of sex you need, but sometimes, I have to force it because being dominant is not normal for me."
"Jay, I'm going to prove you wrong; you satisfy me more than you know. I could live without rough sex, but I couldn't live without you. But thank you for thinking of my needs before your own. Being a guy, you don't know how special that is. I will try not to fuck up again, but if god forbid I do, I promise to tell you."
Heather and I soon drifted off to sleep with her on top of me.
We showered and dressed in the morning, and I took Heather skiing. We did the same thing I did with Sue, brunch, and the long slope six.