Date: Sun, 30 Nov 2003 13:51:33 -0800 From: "ronald k. fortaleza, jr." Subject: EROTIC HOLIDAY WONDERLAND: ANOTHER VERY SEXY CHRISTMAS Good day ladies and gentlemen, I have returned with an all new Christmas time story for your entertainment. First off the rules, if you are underage, live where it is unlawful to read this type of story, or find the notion of women in love with each other offensive and objectionable, then please do us all a favor and please leave for your own sakes and good. Also, I would like to stress a special red alert that this new holiday will deal with incest themes which most and many of you will find abhorrant, even more offensive, and even more objectionable. Naturally, incest is morally, legally and aesthetically wrong and dangerous in the real world, so please remember that this story and its subsequent chapters are 100% unadulterated fiction and is to be treated and regarded as such, nothing more or less. So, please do not, I mean, DO NOT try any of the things you are about to read here at home for your own sakes and good as well. Any further objections or questions, then let us begin shall we? EROTIC HOLIDAY WONDERLAND: ANOTHER VERY SEXY CHRISTMAS-PART 1 by Keith Lloyde Nicotyrren and her mother Ezekielle Mulienne McInnes were closer than your usual parent-child. Ezekielle had gotten herself pregnant by an older boy when she was just barely thirteen, sending her parents into a near chaotic frenzy. Thankfully, however, Zeeke's parents were of the understanding type and knew in their hearts that it was the boy's fault for getting their pride and joy pregnant and thought that he should be made to support their grandchild to be. Zeeke had given birth to a girl, and, having decided to keep the child, decided to name her Lloyde Nicotyrren to make sure she stood out as a young woman to be in her own right. It was difficult, but they were able to raise their newest addition to the McInnes family, much to the protest of the father's parents' protests. That was many years ago. Now in their early 40's and late 20's respectively, Lloyde and Zeeke were happy to be together despite the problems and hardships of being from a working class family. Zeeke taught Lloyde how to play guitar, Lloyde returned her affections towards her mother in due turn, and both founded a troubador minstrel act that traveled the country, playing bars, honkey tonk saloons, and even, private upscale clubs. Lloyde loved her mother very, very much and always was faithful to her and kept her true, more personal feelings towards to herself until the time would come one Christmas not too long ago that would forever change their lives! They were well on their way to a winter resort community to perform for a Yuletide celebration gathering aboard their beat up 1999 nouveau VW bug that they began to talking about their feelings towards each other. "Lloyde....Lloyde......Lloyde Nicotyrren McInnes...", her mother would always call her that whenever she wanted to talk to her about something. Her daughter was behind the wheel of their VW Bug when she was addressed that way, to which she was a little peeved. "Yes, Mom. What is it?" "Do you love me dear, I mean, really love me?" Zeeke's hand rested on her right shoulder as Lloyd commandeered the vehicle. Zeeke's eyes took on a surprisingly forlorn and even doeful and pensive demeanor as she looked to her late 20something daughter with more than mere innocent admiration in her eyes. "Of course, Mom, why would I not love you?" "It's just that....it's that.....oh you would not understand even if I told you, Lloyde." "What is it that you're trying to tell me, Mom?" There was a long silence until at last, Zeeke summoned all the courage she could muster to utter the one sentence she so wanted to say to her child, but was afraid to even utter it aloud. "Lloyde, I'm hopelessly in love with you, my dearest daughter", she said dreamily and languidly to her child. The words seemed to penetrate down deeply into her very soul when she heard the ending of the phrase," in love with you". This sent a chill down into her body that somehow managed to warm her up inside her as she tried to focus on the road ahead for it was a winding road that led up into the snow-capped mountains. It was a good thing the car's tires were fitted with snow chains for the trip or else they would have been stuck until the thaw. Lloyde was silent and thoughtful for a moment as she made their way up the treacherous mountain pass that would lead them up to the resort town of Beaver Creek at the edge of the legendary Nahanni Valley. Now stories were told of the Nahanni Valley and for good reason. It was also referred to macabrely as The Headless Valley because of the stories circulating around the town and its adjacent parts and districts about monstrous man-eating, carnivorous beasts that dwelled in the icy caves up high in the cliffs and ledges of the barren, perpetually snow clad valley. Stories were also told about how the wild beasts would come down from the caves and caverns to prey upon unwary skiers unlucky to get themselves lost up in the valley. It was also rumoured that the caves held vast deposits of pure silver and gold, guarded by the beasts jealously so that no one would ever dare to brave an expedtion to mine the precious minerals for one's self. Well, anyway, we digress, for you see, Lloyde was thinking long and hard about her mother's proclamation of love to her with her soft blue eyes beneath that lustrous medium brown hair staring longingly at her. They both had soft blue eyes and long brown hair that was worn straight and slightly tousled; they were nouveau hippy chicks and were proud of it. Finally, Lloyde turned to face her mother and looked into her eyes as best she knew how. "Mom, I know that you are in love with, but are you in love with me in a sexual way?" Now this surprised Zeeke even more so, for she took notice of what Lloyde asked her. She was nervous and afraid for what her daughter would do if she told her her answer. So she swallowed hard and straightened herself upright in her seat and blurted out the very words that would cinch it. "Yes, Lloyde. I am in love with you in a very sexual kinda way, my dearest, and can you ever forgive me for saying so , so boldly to you my dearest daughter?" It was not much longer until they found a little rest stop near the summit of the pass where there a few picnic tables and pulled over. In their warmest clothes, both mother and daughter got out of the car and proceeded to head for the adjacent snow drift nearby. Taking each other by the hand, the McInnes's led each other towards the snow and fell down upon it and began kissing and hugging each other like as if they were two teenagers in heat, in which they acted like it. "Oh Mom!" "Oh Lloyde, my precious darling. Kiss me, you most handsomely beautiful hunk of woman, you!" This Lloyde did and Zeeke returned her kisses to her child in full measure. It was far too cold for them to go totally nude, so Zeeke formulated an idea in her head. Looking deeply into her daughter, now lover's eyes, she uttered the one request she always wanted to do to her since she was a baby. "Lloyde, Mommy would like it very much if she would be given permission by you to lick and suck you off so nice and clean between your legs, if you don't mind, right?" Lloyde, staring into her mother's baby blue eyes nodded her approval as Zeeke kissed her beloved girl woman lightly on the lips before making her way sensually and sensuously down to that wonderfully magical and sacred place that resided between her thighs. Instinctively, Lloyde spread her legs in nervous anticipation for her mother to fellate as she slowly and erotically kissed her way down, kissing her daughter's lucky black velvet shirt along the way until she got down to her sandblasted indigo boyfriend jeans she always wore. All Lloyde could do was to look up in even more nervous anticipation of her mother's sweet oral loving and breathe even more deeply, with her eyes fluttering in and out of conciousness as she prepared to look up to the overcast sky, to the sky in her dreams with her arms spread outwardly on the snowy ground. Zeeke was finally near the prize: she licked her lips and gently and gingerly unbuttoned her daughter's sandblasted boyfriend jeans to reveal a cleanly shaven vaginal area with a tiny little clitoris just waiting to be suckled upon!. Looking down and staring at the prize she always wanted to savor, Zeeke dove deep down into her daughter's unbuttoned jeans and proceeded to fellate her, sending Lloyde into absolute ecstacy! The young woman breathed and panted, moaning breathily as her breathing increased with closed eyes, as she bucked up her hips for her mother to fully enjoy the sweet nectar of her young loins! The older 40something woman took to sucking her daughter off with relish and gusto, sending Lloyde into more fits of ecstacy, moaning and purring as she slurped and suckled on her daughter's clitoris. Her skilled, yet gentle and strong hands caressed the vaginal area as they parted the upper vulva lips to grant her full access to her clitoris. Lloyde just arched her back and head upwardly towards the sky as she was sent to the highest of all ecstatic heights as her mother continued to fellate her, unaware that they were being watched, but by whom? "Oh God, Mom! Oh dear sweet God, Mom! I'm gonna cum....I'm gonna..............aaaaiiieeeeeeehhhhhh!!!!" She shrieked as loudly as possible as she let go a vast amount of vaginal fluid that flowed easily into her mother's mouth to which she gorged upon with even more gusto and relish. Zeeke took her sweet time sucking up all of her daughter's love juices until at last...she was satisfied and rested herself and her head gently on her daughter's navel region, completely sated and satisfied at having seduced her adult daughter turned lover for the first time ever in their lives! "Oh Lloyde, dear sweet baby girl, you taste so good to Mommy. If only I wish you had a cock, John Holmes style like I would wish for my own as well, then we would be both satisfied beyond compare, my darling love child." Her mother's words comforted Lloyde as she lay on the snow on her back recovering from that brief foray into pleasurable ecstacy. Her breathing now slowed down back to normal and now fully rested, she arose on her buttocks and looked down upon her mother who continued to rest between her legs in dream-like state! "Mom, don't you think we should be getting to the resort now. It's getting kind of late." "Just one more minute, honey baby, just one more." Zeeke sighed softly as she lay her cheek on her daughter's belly for just a few more minutes, unaware that they were beign watched by a herd of wild sheep! Now these sheep were larger than the Rocky Mountain bighorns and purely white with shaggy fur dangling from their throats and their backs coated with a light sprinkling of dark spots upon their bemaned backs and nape areas. Their horns curved in an almost spherical motion from the tops of their heads and their legs were rangier and leaner, meaning they were both at home on the crags and on the flat lands in the meadows down below. There was something prehistoric about them, almost otherworldy as they stood together in their herd wary for predators while staring at the women who were now returning to their car. As the VW Bug sped off up the rest of the way down the mountain pass, the sheep herd departed from the scene and made way for the next adjacent rocky terrain that awaited them! The resort town of Beaver Creek was a haven for seasonal tourists: skiers, snowboarders, and those seeking for a change of pace setting to celebrate the Christmas holidays. It was packed with out of towners ready to take on the slopes, blissfully unaware of the dangers that awaited them if they strayed into the dreaded Headless Valley. The gift shops and boutiques were open for last minute Christmas shoppers, the many general stores were open late as well for the purchase of fresh libations. It was almost nightfall when the McInnes's made it into town driving down the main street passing by all of the rich tourists in their expensive winter gear, scouring the boutiques for the latest ski apparel. "Well, well, well. We've made itinto Ski Bunny Central, I see", said Lloyde as she scoured around to look for someone who had any directions to the destination they were headed to and expected at while at the wheel. "It's becoming like Aspen, Colorado, though much, much worse with all the rich beautiful people in their superficial manners and ways continuing to muck up the charm of this little mountain community." Zeeke pointed to a traffic cop who was directing traffic at a nearby intersection and Lloyde proceeded to go there. Once at the cop's presence, Lloyde rolled down the driver's side of the window and asked for directions. "Excuse me, Officer. Can you tell us how to get to the La Sierra Resort?" The officer looked down at them and pointed them to the direction of the cars going out of town towards the east and quickly sped them on their way for they were blocking traffic. Meanwhile, at a nearby convenience store, Nedra and Liette O'Hallinan were having a rough go. Business was once again slow this year and the fear of having to go out of business and move away from the town they both loved due to the exclusivity of it all daunted and haunted them continually. The sisters were disheartened and dispirited and the Yuletide spirit was especially absent from them this year. Their father, who had left them the business, died earlier this year and they were making an even rougher go at keeping the store alive and afoot and in the black while trying to keep the ultra rich tycoons from stealing it from under their noses so that they could turn it into an ultra chic gourmet eatery. The O'Hallinan sisters felt the strain and hostile animosity towards the upper crust tourists seeped into them, seething deeply into their very souls. Times were desperate and they knew it and only a miracle would rescue them this Christmas. And lo and behold, a trio of young ladies entered their store all gleeful and merry, having come to town to get some beer for the Christmas Eve Soiree that was to be held at the La Sierra Resort the following night. "If you girls are planning on paying for the booze, don't bother paying by credit card because we can't accept them. We need the cash right away or we'll go outta business this minute." "Don't be so rude to'em Neddy, sides we need the customers and the money, too, y' know", Liette said to her older sister, correcting her. Kyle Cranston, Kevynne Marsden, and Cody Bryant were all busily getting the 12-packs and kegs of Coors Beer they would need for the bash the following evening for they were fraternity girls of the order of Alpha Beta Alpha or ABA at Pacific State University and they were invited here by the owners of the lodge to attend the party. With each woman carrying a three 12-pack load of Coors Beer to the check out counter, Kyle slammed hers down hard on the counter near the cash register much to Nedra's surprise. "You ladies cardin'?" "Oh yeah sure," said Liette to Kyle as beckoned each of the trio to hand over their i.d.'s. "I hear business is a little slow tonight", said Cody to the sisters who were in no mood to celebrate. "Tell us about it", said Nedra to Cody as Kevynne, the blonde girl handed her a lavender satin envelope for her and her sister to read. "It's a little invitation for you two to come up to the lodge to celebrate Christmas with us tomorrow night, if you're both not too busy", said Kevynne to the O'Hallinan sisters as they prepared to leave back towards the lodge. "We'll think about it", saidNedra to the ABA girls as they left the store which gave Nedra an idea of her own in her head. "Say Nedra. Why don't we close right now and not open until after Christmas so we can get ready for the party. Could be our last shindig before we're both tossed out into the street. She said business was rather slow", said Liette to her older sister, who would do anything not to have to think about the future for right now. Christmas Eve was only the following evening and if the idle rich wanted to get some cheap booze, then they would have to go to one of the super expensive liquor boutiques to get their own alcohol. "Sure why the hell not! If we're goin' outta business, then why don't we just enjoy ourselves for one last time, shall we sister dearest?" "Yeah, sure! Let's get ready shall we?" The O'Hallinan sisters closed up shop early and returned home so they could get themselves ready for the tomorrow night's Christmas Eve party. TO BE CONTINUED If you have any questions or comments thus far, please email me at stonefeet@hotmail.com. I shall be waiting to hear from you then. Keith over and out!