Chapter 41: Warming the Father Christmas 004 / Alexa's Photoshop

Under the duvet I had Jane and Ruth pressed against me and Helen lying on me. They were cuddling me closely.

“Warm enough, Father Christmas?” Helen asked after kissing me.

“Yes but worried I won’t be good enough for three of you,” I answered.

“You will be. We’ve wanted you for years. Why didn’t you…?” Helen asked.

“Because he didn’t know which one,” Jane interrupted.

“He didn’t know that we would be happy to share,” Ruth added.

“And we will,” Helen said. “We don’t want to remarry. That would be too complicated with all the grandchildren we have. What we want is Paul to be a partner for more than dancing and social events. You don’t object, do you, Paul?”

I couldn’t answer at once. Ruth was kissing me too effectively. Jane’s hand was encouraging my erection. Soon I wasn’t able to answer. Helen had pushed an erect nipple into my mouth. I was busy sucking and nibbling. They took my actions as sufficient reply.

My hands were busy with the fingers inside two wet clefts. Helen claimed my erection first. I would have gasped as she impaled myself on me but Jane’s breast had stuffed my mouth. I was getting warmer and warmer as the three of them used me to arouse themselves. They were being slow, deliberate and loving.

My worries about my inability to satisfy them vanished. They knew what they wanted and were realistic about what they expected from me. Although I was enjoying the attention of three women, at my age I don’t come quickly. Helen had reached several noisy orgasms before her cleft was replaced by Ruth’s. She too became very excited yet I was still erect when Jane took control.

Helen and Ruth pressed their breasts over my face. That did it. I erupted into Jane and she sighed in satisfaction.

They were considerate to an elderly Father Christmas. They snuggled around me and let me go to sleep to recover, warmed and caressed by three soft bodies.

In the morning I had to perform again. This time Helen succeeded in claiming my final effort but all three of them seemed happy with my efforts.

I slept for a short while cuddled by Jane and Ruth’s bodies. I woke up as Helen came into the bedroom with a large tray of breakfast. I sat up.

“You’re our Christmas present, Paul, Father Christmas,” Helen said, “and we’re yours. Do you like your presents?”

“Like them? I love them,” I replied. “And my presents kept me warm all night.”

“And we are going to make sure you don’t get cold or lonely,” Jane said. “You’ve been claimed by the three of us. You can think of us as your harem or yourself as our stud Santa.”

And so it was. From that Christmas Day onwards none of us slept alone unless we wanted a real rest. I was rarely feeling the cold.

When my medical review came, the doctor congratulated me on my excellent blood pressure results. I didn’t need my medication.

“You must have been doing some strenuous exercise,” he added.

My exercise was with three delightful ladies who wanted to keep their Father Christmas warm.

The End.

**Book Title: Alexa's Photoshop**

Alexa stood beneath the white backwards umbrellas, a slight sense of anxiety mixed with anticipation before each shutter click as she changed poses.

“Okay, I like it, lets try with both hands behind your head, chest out, chin up, perfect!” directed Kevin from just beyond the reach of the soft white lights, where he stood with his camera clicking away. Each click brought a flash from the umbrellas, and she followed his directions in a determined but relaxed speed.

She was wearing a narrow yellow tube top and matching bikini bottoms, only just large enough to cover what needed to be covered but leaving lots of skin to tease with. Thankfully Kevin had adjusted the heat when she arrived so that the studio remained comfortably warm.

“I think that covers what we need, any other ideas before we close up shop?” he asked. She had been expecting him to say as much, usually their shoots only lasted about an hour.

“I do actually, but I’m not sure if its something you actually would be interested in,” Alexa said with a smirk, but looking away nervously as she played with the strings on the side of her bikini bottoms.

“Well, now you have me intrigued. What’s the thought?” Kevin laughed as he walked over to a small table and changed the SD card in his camera.

“There’s a job I could get, but they want someone with adult modeling experience, I don’t really want to do that, but I have another idea,” she replied, a bit of a look of determination flashing across her face.

“What?” he laughed, snapping his card door shut as he turned around, “What exactly is the job?”

“Well, its a sexual confidence class, their looking for a model, its a bit complicated, but the point is, I want some photos that look very sexual, but aren’t what they look like.” She blurted out in a quick rushed voice, seemingly trying to say her piece before she ran out of confidence of her own.

“So nude, but not nude,” he replied seriously.

“Well no, nude is fine. But I want them to look, sexual. But without actually having sex.” She answered, turning away and turning a light shade of red under the soft lights.

“Okay. I think I know what you mean. We can figure something out, find a male model. We could go ahead and do some nudes today though, work up to something like that in increments.” He said with a slightly softer tone, and a gentle smile.

“That sounds perfect!” she giggled in reply, hopping slightly in excitement. “Where do I start?”

“This backdrop is too tabloidy, let’s use a prop. In the office I have an old backseat from an Impala that we use as a couch, lets use that to begin.” Kevin decided as he clipped an external flash to the top of his camera and waved her to follow him.

He lead her into the office, where the bench seat sat on one side of the room, and a regular couch sat across from it. She sat down as he started clicking on lights.

“I do a few shoots in here, so I have some lights set up. The flash will take care of everything else, lets start on your knees, in the middle of the seat, facing me with your hands pushing your hair back.” He directed and started moving around her, clicking the shutter as she hit her poses.

“Okay turn with your back to me, push your ass out a little and look back at me,” he continued, and his flash lit the room in a strobing brilliance.

As usual, she hit her stride and started taking lead. She turned her back to him, walked her fingers down her sides and looped her thumbs in the tops of her bikini bottoms. Kevin crouched and started shooting from behind, as she slowly started pushing the bottoms down, slowly exposing her pale freckled ass cheeks, and just a hint of her clean shaven pussy.

“Fantastic, beautiful, lay back with your legs in the air over the arm rest,” he continued and she obliged, tilting her head off of the seat as she lifted her legs and pushed the bottoms past her knees.

Kevin had walked over to the armrest, shooting down at her and standing just beyond her opened legs. After she finished removing the bikini, she rolled back up onto her knees, her face in front of him now, and level with the camera, leaving her naked ass just out of focus of her portrait, biting her bottom lip naughtily.

“Sexy, I love it, now raise up,” he said, clicking away at the shutter as she sat up, rocked back on her knees, and pulled her tube top off and over her head, exposing her pert freckled breast to the full view of James and the camera.