It's Christmas time!

It was Christmas eve a few days later. Bill and Morgan had made plans to spend the night with Morgan's parents, and then go to Bill's house with his family on Christmas day.

You watched the day before as Bill brought over a tree, and they decorated it. Then they wrapped presents. Bill actually left without so much as a handjob, because he had to work on Christmas eve morning. You then watched Morgan wrap Bill's presents.

The next day went by just as Thanksgiving. Morgan had off, and spent the whole day cooking. She wore the same outfit as Thanksgiving, the green-skirt, and white blouse she called her holiday outfit. Today, however, you watched her dress. No sexy garter belt or lingerie this day. Just black bra and panties, with skin-colored pantyhose.

Bill came over to her house after work, and drank a beer as she prepared the meal. When you saw Morgan's parents arrive, you knew that no sexy highjinx would occur, and went to your family's party. You deflected questions about Morgan, saying she was away on a business trip.

When you arrived home, you turned on the computer. It was after ten, and you hoped to walk in on something good. Instead, you came in just in time to see Morgan sitting by the tree, handing Bill a gift. Her family was gone, and unwrapped presents were strewn about. Since she didn't have a fireplace, she had it on the cable TV channel where a fireplace was always burning.

Bill sat on the couch drinking a beer, and Morgan handed him several packages. She sat by the tree and sipped wine as she watched Bill open presents. He opened several packages of clothes. Then she gave him a smaller rectangular shaped present. He unwrapped it to see Battlefield 3, the game he always wanted. He thanked her and handed her a small box. You knew what was in it.

She ripped the package open to see the jewelry box. When she opened the box, to see the diamond bracelet she almost fell over. She had a wide grin on her face. "Oh my god!" She put it on her arm. It fit, with some slack around the wrist. "This must have cost a fortune!"

He nodded, "I'll be paying it off for years!"

She sighed looking at the ground. "Shit, and all I got you was a video-game and some clothes!"

He waved his hands at her. "It's fine babe! I love the game!"

She pleaded with him. "It's not enough, I should have done something special."

You watched him make his move. "You do still owe me."

She looked up, "What do I owe you?"

"Some cum in your face!" He smiled to her sitting back in his seat.

Morgan laughed, "Get over here asshole!"

Bill jumped up and walked over. He stood above her before the Christmas tree. Morgan's hands reached up and began to unbuckle his belt. This was actually going to happen, you thought. Something she never let you do. She pulled apart the button area of his pants, like she was the one unwrapping a present. She pulled his pants down to his ankles. Bill stood above her in boxer briefs. Even through the underwear, his erection was noticeable. Her left hand rubbed up his shaft. She leaned forward and kissed the bottom of his shaft through the briefs. She reached up with her hands to the waistline of his boxers and pulled them down, his cock came out and bounced in the air.

You had a great view as you watched her left hand reach up to pull his cock down. She went in and licked the bottom of the shaft with her tongue. He grunted and laughed. "What?" She asked looking up at him, her left hand wrapped around the base of his cock.

"It's funny," he muttered. "What I'm about to do is called the Christmas Tree actually."

Morgan kissed the tip of his dick. "Yeah," she smiled, "Is that right?" She kissed the underside of his shaft. "You gonna decorate me?"

Bill nodded, his head going back slightly. "You have NO idea!"

As she lifted his dick, and kissed her way down to his balls, you knew this was going to be a good blowjob. She hadn't really given a long slow blowjob to Bill. She had just sucked him hard and fast to this point. You decided to record and zoom in to watch everything. She put the tip into her mouth. She then looked up at his head. No doubt, their eyes were locked, and Morgan was swirling her tongue around his tip. Bill was in for some long slow head. Her right hand came up and cupped his sac. She fondled his balls in her hand, and moved her head further down his cock.

It was an incredibly erotic sight. Her mouth impaling itself around his dick. Her left hand gripped his base and jerked upwards towards her mouth. She had half of his cock in her mouth. She pulled her head back, and her mouth released its grip on his cock. She kissed her way down the side of his shaft until she reached her left hand. The diamond bracelet around her wrist clinked and shined in the light. Morgan found her way back to the tip and put it back in her mouth. Her head went forward, until you could see her nose hit his pubic region. His balls rested against her chin. You heard a low grumble from her throat as she paused with the entire length of his dick inside her mouth.

She then pulled back, and put gripped his base again with her left hand. She pushed her head forward and then pulled back, her hand guiding just before her mouth. Bill's dick became slick with her saliva, and soon slurping noises filled the room. He rested his hands on her head. She started a faster pace and began bobbing her head back and forth.

As ten minutes past you were surprised. Number one, she didn't take one break. She just kept bobbing herself back and forth. Number two, the slurping sounds were more than loud now. Number three, how could he last this long. You could never have done that.

Bill made a grunt, and you knew he was close. You zoomed out to see him looking down at her. "I'm gonna cum!" He said between breaths.

Morgan pulled her mouth off his cock. Her hand came free as well. She twirled her hair off her ear. "Do it babe!" She smiled up to him. 'Decorate me!"

He reached down and jerked his cock just inches from her face. You zoomed in so that her face and his cock were the main things on the screen. As he jerked himself, her left hand reached to again fondle his nutsac. She put her right hand up and closed her eyes. NOO! You thought, this wasn't right. She had promised to let him cum on her face.

She seemed to hear your cries. Her hand went down, and then she leaned her head down, so that the top of her head was near Bill's cock. With a loud "UNNNNGGGH!" from Bill, the first shot of cum came out right then, and hit her where she parts her hair. This still wasn't right to you. As if sensing your disapproval again, her head came up. Her eyes were closed, but her mouth was open. The next blast hit her forehead, and the third squirted onto her cheek. His cock spurted another few times, but fell short of her face, and dropped onto the rug. Bill continued to jerk his cock, until only a small drop came out of the hole on his tip. Morgan surprised you by opening her eyes, leaning forward and licked the tip, the drop of cum clearly on her tongue. It disappeared when she retracted the tongue into her mouth.

Morgan then shocked you again, as she ran her fingers over her forhead, and then her cheek, to capture his cum. She licked her fingers clean, and cooed "MMMMMMMMM!"

You zoomed out, to see Bill looking down at her. She smiled up to him, on her hands and knees now. "Merry Christmas babe!" Did she even know about the globs of cum in her hair? Or did she just not care?

Bill pulled her to her feet and they kissed. You were hard as a rock. You stopped the recording of the feed, and then replayed it on full screen. You watched it several times. You beat off three times.

When you were fully satisfied, and a little embarrassed and ashamed of beating off to Morgan and Bill, you turned back on the live feed. You were dumbfounded at the scene. It couldn't have been more than ten minutes since you turned off the live feed.

The image that greeted you was of Morgan on all fours. Her pantyhose were down around her knees. He skirt was up around her waist, and her ass was visible. Bill was behind her pounding her for all he was worth. The sound of his groin smacking into her ass was loud. Bill was gripping her hair in his right hand. He pulled it back, so that her head was being pulled back as well. His left hand pulled at her hips. Her hair still had goblets of cum attached.

She was in a state of clear ecstasy. She was moaning louder than ever before. "AAAAAAHHHHH!" She cried out. "AAAAAAH! FUCK ME!" You could see his condom covered cock go in and out from the side. They weren't in a position for a money shot, but it was good enough. She was screaming. "OH MY GOOOOOODDDDD!" You saw a small torrent of clear liquid come down from their connection and splash on the rug. Since he was wearing a condom, you knew it was her that was cumming. You panned the camera down to the wet spot on the floor. This caused you to miss Bill's own orgasm, as he grunted off camera.

You zoomed out as Bill pulled out. Morgan rolled onto her back, with a satisfied grin. She ran her hands through her hair. Her legs were spread wide. "That was fucking AMAZING!" She whispered with her eyes closed.

Bill pulled off the condom and walked to the kitchen. He threw it in the trash. "I got one more gift!" He told her.

Morgan rolled onto her elbows. "Yeah," she asked, "What is it?"

He pointed to the stocking hanging from the entertainment center. For the first time, you noticed the four stockings hanging down below the TV. The first two had the names of Morgan's parents. Then one with Bill's name. Morgan reached into the last, and pulled out a small circular object wrapped in giftwrap.

She held it in her hand, "What's this?" Her skirt had come back down her long legs. Cum still remained in her hair.

"Open it!" He told her and sat on the couch.

You knew what it was. But you were still surprised to see the gift when Morgan opened it. "Birth control pills?" She turned to Bill.

"I fucking HATE condoms!" He laughed.

"You're such an ASS!" She shook her head. You watched her open the circular disk and take out one of the pills. She walked over and sat down next to Bill. She pulled her legs in and rested on his chest. "We need to call someone about the rug!" She said pointing to the area where Bill and she had cum. They both laughed.

You sighed to yourself. That takes care of the condoms, you thought. As you set the computer down, and began to masturbate again, you wondered if you should be ashamed at the fact that you had helped Bill again with his relationship with your former girlfriend. Now he didn't need condoms to fuck the woman you loved!