Three Sisters of Delta Gamma Ch. 08

"I know. Would you consider me as a husband?"

She grinned. "I might consider it." She stood and walked to him. "So is this a proposal?"

He dropped to one knee and took her hand. "Julia, my whole life revolves around you. Since the day we met, I've dreamed about you and this moment."

"Hold on a second. Your dream was to propose to me in a barn stall in the presence of an orphan calf in the middle of a snow storm?" Cliff laughed and Julia grinned.

"My dream was a little different than this. But you and I were there. Would you become my wife?"

"Cliff, nothing would make me happier. The proper thing to do in this part of the country is for you to talk to my dad and ask for permission to ask me. I know it's old fashioned but that's the way it's done here. I think they both know I love you dearly so it won't be a surprise."

"Could I ask him tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow is Christmas. I think that'd be a great time."

"I do too."

"It's almost dinner time. Let me go help mom." They kissed for several moments and then both scratched the calf's neck before they turned the light off and walked toward the house."

"We need to give the calf a name, don't we?" asked Cliff.

"We could, what are you thinking?"

"Since he came on Christmas Eve, what about 'Nick' for St. Nicholas?"

"That's perfect. Nick he is. You get to feed him before we go to bed."

****

Christmas Eve in Raleigh was much warmer than Wyoming. Charles and Susanna had been there for five days and their social lives were very different from the last time they were home. They were now a couple and did everything together in their old territory. Their families were very supportive of the relationship and took turns hosting them.

Although they did sleep together, they had not yet had intercourse. Susanna deep throated him several times, at least as much as she could, and shocked Charles by swallowing. Charles 'worshipped' this goddess of sex and his head was in the valley of her legs many nights. Each had great orgasms but was saving the big event until a special time.

When they retired to bed on Christmas Eve, Susanna decided it was time to talk about her past. She was really worried about his reaction but decided there was no better time to get it over with.

"Sweetheart, I want to tell you a few things about me that you need to know."

"Okay."

"You already know that I'm not a virgin."

He laughed, "Yeah, I'm aware of that."

"The truth is I've had sex with many guys and some girls."

"Okay."

"Some of those times were in front of a camera."

"Yes, I know about the one you did with David."

"Well, there were others."

"Okay."

"Why is it starting to sound like Amy's here?"

"Okay." They both laughed.

"A friend at school who lives in LA introduced me to the film business there and I did some acting in adult videos... in other words, porn films."

"Okay."

"Just shut up with the damn 'okays' already."

He laughed. "Susanna, I already know you did a number of films as Blu Sky. You don't need to explain that or in case you feel guilty about it, don't."

"You've known that?"

"Sure."

"For how long?"

"For sure since the night at your house when I first saw you again. Your beauty in person is just like it is on video. But I discovered Blu Sky on the Internet a year ago and all those old feelings I had for you came back. I wasn't absolutely sure it was you until I saw you again."

Susanna grinned and shook her finger in an accusing way. "Did you jerk off to my acting?"

"Of course." He smiled.

"You've known it for that long and let me worry to death about telling you?"

"I didn't know you were worried about it."

"Well, you should have known."

"Susanna, that's asking too much of me. How would I know that?"

"Can't you see that I'm falling in love with you. Of course I'd feel guilty about those videos. Do you really mean they don't concern you?"

"They're in your past. We're living now for the future. Susanna, I love you and have loved you for a long, long time. Those videos would have bothered me had you been doing them while dating me. I promise you, they are of no concern to me now."

"That part of my life is over, Charles. Everything is now different and my focus is on you and our relationship. Can you forgive me?

"There's nothing to forgive, sweetheart."

"How can you be so damn perfect?"

He pulled her to him and they snuggled. Her body nestled into his and they kissed while he kneaded and toyed with her breasts.

He moved his hand to her crotch and slowly rubbed her clit and listened to her moans. Susanna removed her panties and spread her legs to allow better access. She whispered, "It's time. I want you, sweetheart. Please." She reached for the waistband of his shorts and pushed them down to grasp his huge erection. Charles had a long one, as long as any she'd had. Susanna knew that this was going to be painful. The only thing that had penetrated her in over a month was his finger. She'd even avoided using her toys.

"Sweetheart, please go slow with me. Your size is going to be painful until my muscles can stretch and adjust to you."

"Okay."

"I'm going to start calling you 'Amy' I think." He laughed.

"What position would be best for you?" he asked.

"I think doggy at first. Let me do the movement until I adjust."

"You just want me to hold the head at your opening and let you push back on it?"

"Exactly. But I'd like you to finger my asshole also. That really starts my motor revving. Once we get going, reach under and hold my breasts and nipples. I'll be reaching under to finger my clit while you pound me. If I collapse on my stomach, keep thrusting. You cannot imagine how good that feels when my legs are together and you're forcing your cock into me from the rear."

"This is starting to sound like you're directing a shoot?"

She stopped, lay back on her pillow and laughed.

"My goodness. You're right, Charles. I'm sorry. Just do whatever comes naturally, sweetheart. I'll adjust."

Charles quickly reached for her naked body and started tickling the sides of her ribs. She jumped and fought back, trying to tickle him under his arms. Susanna was strong but not anything like Charles and quickly was in a submission position, giggling as she tried to grab his balls. This was a game they occasionally played and Susanna was an expert at the give and take, building the excitement both in herself and her lover.

Charles flipped her like a rag doll across his lap. "You've been a bad girl. I think a spanking is in order."

"Oh please sir. I must be spanked else I shall be bad in the future."

"We don't want that." He delivered a sharp smack to her bottom with a hand big enough to cover both cheeks. She cried out and then muffled herself and tensed as his fingers rubbed across her anus and into her vagina. She was already soaking wet and, as his fingers worked in and out, the squishing sounds of her excessive lubrication were obvious. She turned and smothered him with kisses as their passion grew hotter. His fingers remained in her tunnel until he felt a hand on his balls. She'd tricked him with those kisses and had slipped a hand under his defenses. Her carefully manicured nails dug themselves into his tender flesh.

"Now, who's the boss?" She grinned when the pain clearly showed as a grimace on his face.

"OHHH! You are, you are," he panted. "Susanna, let go girl."

"Are you going to be good and do what I say?"

"OH, OH God. Yes ma'am." She relaxed the grip.

"Lick my pussy and don't stop until I tell you."

"Yes ma'am."

Susanna pushed Charles down on his back and quickly mounted his face. She could immediately feel his tongue slowly licking the labia and flicking in and out of her opening. He could taste the clear viscous flow and smell the slightly musty fragrance of her pussy, driving his senses to the edge.

She leaned forward to give him a better angle on her clit and was immediately rewarded with a very powerful orgasm that forced her legs to stiffen and her back to arch. The tingling went on and on as his tongue flicked. Susanna collapsed and laid her head on his chest.

"Damn, Charles. Your tongue is amazing. My clit is trembling." She reached for his cock and licked from the base to the tip several times. He continued working her clit and her asshole as she opened and closed it just a few inches above his eyes. Charles was excited and could feel tingles in his feet and legs. Susanna licked his shaft a few more times before she moved to engulf the head as far as possible. She was ready to be fucked but needed him to come and get that first one behind him. She wanted him hard for several minutes and knew from experience that he would shoot immediately inside her if she didn't give him early relief. It didn't take long.

His cock involuntary twitched inside her mouth and she prepared for the coming flood. The pulses delivered spurts that were massive and she couldn't swallow it fast enough. His grunts were loud. Susanna jumped with pleasure when she felt his finger enter her rectum and rapidly stroke in and out. She sat upright on his face again to feel his tongue inside her. She was in heaven.

When she crawled off, Susanna reached for the tissues to wipe the sides of her mouth and help Charles clean his face of her juices.

"Let's clean up, sweetheart, and let you rest a moment," Susanna said.

"I need to. I think you were wetter than I've ever seen you. I couldn't believe it."

"You make me as excited as I've ever been. You're a very sexy man."

They walked to the bathroom and washed themselves and their faces before turning to face each other. Charles sat on the closed toilet seat and pulled her into his lap. They looked deeply into the other's eyes and smiled.

"You're my man. God, I love you so much."

"I love you and am so thankful we found each other. It's a fairy tale that always happens to someone other than me. I still think I'm dreaming." They grinned.

Charles laid her back in his left arm and suckled her nipples, taking turns with each. She watched him and relaxed, wishing that feeling would last forever. Susanna's breasts were very sensitive after she'd had an orgasm; he was careful and gentle with her.

After a few moments, they walked together back to bed and slid under the sheet.

Susanna reached for his flaccid cock. She was very experienced in making one hard. As she went to work, Charles massaged her breasts and bottom, letting his fingertips trace along her crack. In a few minutes, he was ready.

"Let's do it, sweetheart. Just take it easy on me." She moved into doggy position and shook her butt at him and smiled. He slapped her bottom and she let out a small squeal. She felt him rubbing the head on her clit and up through her vulva a few times and then stop at her entrance. She leaned back into him and felt her lips and vaginal opening part. Another inch back and more of him entered. It hurt. The muscles were stretching to accommodate his monster. She leaned forward to ease him out and then back to force him in a little farther.

"Charles, rub my asshole please." This took her mind off the discomfort of this huge cock trying to split her in half... or so it seemed.

She continued moving an inch at a time. Charles added lubrication that helped. Finally, her vaginal muscles relaxed and stretched enough and she believed he was in. She could feel his thighs against the back of her legs. After a few deep breaths, she said, "When you're ready let's go."

To Charles, the tightness was unreal. He pushed her hips forward and pulled them back a few inches at a time. Susanna moaned and sucked air in through her teeth with each movement. The feeling gradually eased from pain into pleasure when his strokes became longer and more determined. In a few more moments, the tightness eased again and Susanna said, "Now give it to me hard and finger my ass."

He sped up and inserted a lubricated finger as she directed. Her moaning and grunting grew much louder as the strokes grew faster and slammed against the back wall of her tunnel. This went on for several minutes before she laid her head on the bed, still with her ass in the air. Charles could feel the constricting muscles and, when her breathing became shallow and quick, he reached for her breasts and pulled them on each thrust.

Susanna grasped the bedcovers and whimpered from the flashes of orgasmic lightning shooting through every nerve. Her back arched and she felt the urge to pee. His spurts shot into her depths and she felt every one hit. She uttered several mild profanities while the orgasm raged. Collapsing onto the bed, she felt dizzy and unable to focus until it passed. Charles remained imbedded in her and collapsed on her back. They lay there, exhausted with tears running from their eyes. Their coupling redefined in their minds the definition of great sex. Neither wanted to move and end this moment.

When his erection relaxed, Charles rolled off. They gazed at each other and smiled before she said, "Merry Christmas, Charles."

He glanced at his watch. "It is. Merry Christmas, Susanna."

****

In Pennsylvania, Christmas morning arrived with a few snow flurries and a very excited four-year-old girl. Somehow, she woke much earlier than normal and walked downstairs with Miss Annie. There, under the tree, was a pile of wrapped presents left by Santa. The house was quiet and it was still dark outside. She sat next to the tree and tried to find her name on any of the gifts. She was afraid to touch them without permission but she could crawl around and read the names. Ha! There was one and another one. They had very bright paper and beautiful large ribbons.

She walked to the door and looked out at the few white flakes falling down through the deck lights. "Miss Annie, it's snowing." She loved snow and wished more would come.

Amy had never been up this early and was unsure what to do. The house was totally silent. Finally, she crawled onto the sofa and covered herself with a blanket that was always there. She stared at the Christmas tree and tried to guess what was in those boxes until she fell asleep with Miss Annie in her arms.

Layla woke and went to the bathroom. As was her habit, she checked in on Amy only to find her bed empty. Fear shot through her and she ran to Eric.

"Eric, get up, get up." Eric stirred.

"Amy's not in her bed. She's always in her bed this early."

"Did you look downstairs?"

"No." She turned and ran downstairs as fast as possible. She looked in the kitchen, the hallway, the office, and the family room and then down to the lower level rec room. She couldn't find her anywhere.

Layla ran back to the family room and looked again, finally noticing a hump under the blanket on the sofa. She stopped and tried to catch her breath. Eric ran down fully dressed, expecting he might have to go outside. He saw Layla standing near the sofa holding a finger to her lips. She pointed to the hump under the blanket. Eric looked and saw the blanket move as Amy breathed. He smiled, very relieved.

Layla whispered, "She probably came down to check for gifts."

"I did that when I was a little boy."

"I'm sure."

"Let me build a fire and we can sit with her. You want to get the coffee going?"

"I'd love to. Did you see the snow coming down?"

"No! It's snowing?"

"A little, the ground is not even white yet."

"We may have a white Christmas," Eric said.

"I hope, but this was not forecast, was it?"

"No." Eric walked to the window and looked down through the early morning darkness toward the river. Once the coffee was brewing, Layla joined him. She wrapped her arms around his body, laid her head on his shoulder and watched the flakes fall.

"I was so proud of you last night. I never expected you to ask papa for his blessing this soon. And then you proposed in front of my entire family and gave me a gorgeous ring. It was a fairy tale evening."

"I'm glad you were surprised. I enjoy surprising my ladies. Amy seemed to have a great time."

"Oh, she was in her favorite little world. She was all over the house playing with all the cousins. Did you see her eyes when the cookies came around? She tried to take more than one but I stared her down. I think she's a real cookie monster."

"She is. My father started that when she was two. He'd give her a vanilla wafer with her milk in the mornings. Mom didn't think those were so bad but then it became Oreo cookies. Now any cookie may show up."

"Merry Christmas, you two," Kathy said as she walked in. "I smelled the coffee."

"Merry Christmas, mom. Did you see the snow?" Layla asked.

"I did. It's pretty but I don't think it's going to amount to much."

"I came down looking for Amy. She's under the blanket on the sofa."

Kathy walked over and looked at the lump. "She's probably very excited and couldn't sleep. What time did you get in last night?"

"It was after 11:00. You were already in bed, I guess."

"Yes, but I set the alarm for 2:00 so I could get all the presents under the tree."

"They're beautiful," Layla responded. "Do you want to have breakfast before the gifts are open?"

"I don't think Amy would eat anything until she opens her gifts."

Eric struck a match to the fire starter and watched it slowly build into a crackling and snapping inferno. He heard behind him, "Daddy." He turned and smiled at Amy peeking from under her cover.

"Good morning, sweetheart. Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas."

"Did the fire wake you?"

"Yes, but it's nice."

"Did you see all the gifts that Santa left?"

"Yes. I woke early and came down. I saw two with my name."

"I'll bet there are more than two."

"Grandma told me to not touch them until she gave permission."

"I'm surprised you remembered that."

"I remember important things." She pulled off the blanket and climbed into her daddy's arms. "I had a good time last night."

"I did too. Do you like your gifts?"

"I do. Uncle Paulo gave me the arithmetic machine. It's fun."

"I saw the animals line up to be counted and then some of them ran and hid so you had to count them again and figure out how many were gone."

"It does all kinds of games like that. I had to remember where each of them ran so I could find and count them. Three were behind the barn and two were in the house. I played again and six ran behind the hay pile and three into the tool shed."

Steve walked in and greeted everyone before walking to the window and gazing at the large flakes coming down. "This is beautiful. Amy, come look at the snow."

Eric carried Amy over and handed her to granddaddy. She hugged his neck and straddled his waist as they watched the flakes fall and then melt on the warmer ground.

Kathy asked, "Is everyone ready to open Santa's presents?"

Amy screamed, "I am." She struggled to get out of her granddaddy's arms and on to the business at hand.

Kathy and Layla distributed the gifts and everyone unwrapped their colorful boxes amid the excited squeals of the ladies and the laughs and wonderful comments of everyone. Amy got another baby doll, three very pretty outfits, two books and a board game. Layla said, "Miss Annie is now going to have lots of playmates."

"I know. But Miss Annie might not like that."

"Why, sweetheart?"

"Because she's my friend."

"Why don't you tell her that you love her and that the new dolls are not as important to you as she is?"

"I will."

****

Angelo and Anna arrived for the Christmas lunch shortly after 1:00pm. Anna brought the two traditional dishes ready to be baked in the oven. Layla proudly introduced them to Steve and Kathy and everyone sat and visited in front of the crackling fire as if they had known each other a long time. Amy took turns sitting in Steve's lap and then in Angelo's. The snow flurries had stopped but a light dusting remained on the patio.