A very special Christmas

Enzo bounded down the stairs, feeling like a kid again. It was snowing out in the suburban street, but the inside of the Slater household was warm and smelled of gingerbread. Ezzy may have been transformed into a bimbo, but she could still cook like a mom... And while future-step-dad had his faults, he was better than no dad at all. For the first time in a long time, Enzo was about to have a real Christmas morning with a real(ish) family. Even Allie would be there, once she was done hanging out with her own parents. For now, it was time for presents.

When Enzo entered the living room, he was greeted with the familiar sight of Gary fucking his mother's throat while he relaxed on the couch. Ezzy was wearing some holiday-themed lingerie, though, so at least the kneeling, gagging bimbo was keeping the Christmas spirit alive and well as she pleasured her fiance.

"Heya Sport," Gary said, motioning for him to sit. "C'mon, we're watching some family movies."

Enzo glanced at the TV screen, which was completely black. He shrugged and sat down anyway, just a foot away from his mother's bobbing head.

"I think you're gonna like this one." With that Gary hit the play button, and the darkness began to move. The video was taken somewhere very dark, but it looked as though some people were moving around in the shadows.

"Huhuh... He's such a perv," a male voice chuckled.

"Sssh," the cameraman hissed. "If he sees us filming, he'll stop."

"Doubt it. He's having way too much fun."

Suddenly, there was light. The camera moved slowly and shakily towards a spotlight, that was shining on--

Oh fuck, Enzo thought. That's the auditorium... That's Mom... And that's--

"Enzo Slater, everybody," the cameraman hissed. "Certified motherfucker."

As the camera steadied Enzo's face was clearly visible, contorted with pleasure as he rammed Ezzy from behind. The Relief Day darling had her face to the floor, unaware that her son was the one pumping yet another load into her pussy.

Back in the present, Gary was laughing. "Damn, you're really giving it to her!"

"I--I, um, that--" Enzo stammered, lost for words.

"Mph?" Hearing her son's distress, Ezzy lifted her head up and looked to him, then the TV. "Is that--Oh my God! ENZO!"

"Mom, I can explain--"

"You don't have to," Gary interrupted, shoving Ezzy back down onto his cock. She made a ****, sputtering moan before falling silent, resigned to the rough blowjob. "A man has needs, and I guess so do Local kids. When she got called in for Relief Day, I knew this might happen... But damn, you went back for seconds... And thirds, and--"

"Okay, okay," Enzo said nervously. "What, uh... What do we do now? What's the plan here?"

"I'm gonna level with you, Sport: usually, I'd use this as an excuse for some pervy, cuckold-y punishment." He grinned widely. "That's half the reason I started dating a Local in the first place!"

"But--"

"But Allie's not here right now, and besides, it's Christmas.... So I've got a better idea. Pull out your dick."

"What--"

Again, Gary interrupted: "Whip it out, Sport, or we're going with the 'pervy punishment' option."

Enzo reluctantly opened his fly, and a fully-erect shaft sprung out: the "family video" had gotten him rock-hard in seconds.

Chuckling, Gary pulled his fiance up by the hair. He looked into Ezzy's watering eyes and she smiled back, strands of spit and pre-cum still clinging to her chin. She opened her mouth to speak, and--

--And then, without warning, Gary pushed her head down onto her son's crotch. She was **** to take his entire shaft into her throat in a single forceful stroke.

Enzo gasped as his mother's warm, wet passage convulsed around him. He nearly blew his load right then and there, but he held back... Either because of his raw embarrassment and fear, or because part of him wanted to savor the moment.

Gary held his fiance's head down for a few seconds before letting go. Ezzy popped back up instantly, taking a deep breath.

"Ach--N-no, he's my baby, we can't--"

"It's Christmas, Ez," Gary said calmly. "Make him feel good. For me."

"I... Wuh--we..." Ezzy's muttering protests faded away as she slowly but surely moved her lips closer to Enzo's tip. "...Baby... Gmph..."

Enzo threw his head back, trying not to buck his hips as his mother resumed her blowjob. A few times he failed, thrusting deeper into her throat before he got himself back under control.

Gary watched, bemused. "Good, isn't she?"

"...Yes, Sir..."

"Huh, it's 'Sir' now? Well, I guess you should be rewarded for treating me with respect," Gary laughed. "She's all yours for the next two days." Both mother and son made a strained gurgling noise. "...You're welcome!"

"Th-thank you," Enzo groaned. "But, uh, what about you?"

"How nice of you to care." Enzo was more worried about Allie's holes than Gary's satisfaction, but he didn't pipe up with that as his future-step-father continued. "I'll be just fine... I kidnapped some fit Asian twins down by the Yacht Club. They'll be warming my bed for a few days."

By that point, Enzo was barely listening. He was too busy pumping a thick wad of jizz down his mother's throat. She swallowed again and again, managing to keep it all down: after all, Enzo's load was nothing compared to Gary's ****-enhanced cumshots.

Allie arrived a few hours later, carrying a bag of presents under each arm. They all hit the floor when she found her boyfriend, fucking his own mother's asshole on top of the kitchen counter.