“Picture my brother fucking my best friend while he eats your cunt and you suck my cock.” I whimper but it quickly turns to a moan when I feel a tongue slide through my slick folds. “The sight of your blood all over his face is one of the hottest things I have seen.”
“I want to taste it,” I blurt, then fight not to cringe. I expect my outburst to ruin the moment, but when I feel the guy between my legs slide up my front, I start to pant.
“Open,” he snaps. I do as he says, expecting to feel his tongue slide inside my mouth but instead, he spits into my mouth. I’m in shock but it’s quickly replaced by unbridled need when he smashes his mouth to mine. I cannot only taste myself, but I can feel my own blood rubbing off his face onto my own and there is something sick and taboo about this that I fucking want more. I want them to do such depraved sinister things to me.
Forgive me, Santa, I’m about to have your three lookalikes empty their sacks inside me.
CHAPTER FOUR
NICK
Watching Saint smear the blood over her face and force her to taste herself off his tongue has me fisting my own cock. He may be my brother's boyfriend, but we like to share. Saint pulls back when Chris lifts his robe. I smirk when I watch my brother grip the globes of his ass and parts his cheeks, then spits. He lathers his asshole, then spits in the palm of his hand and strokes his cock. Saint buries his face back in her pussy, making her scream. I shove my cock in her mouth to mute her cries.
Chris is a sadistic fuck and doesn’t give Saint any warning when he thrusts inside him, making him groan. My brother reaches forward and grips Saint’s shoulder so he can fuck him hard and deep. Driven by pure need, I fuck Holly’s face like a starved savage, forcing her to take everything I fucking give her.
I match my tempo with my brother’s so theyboth feel the full force. Holly is already trembling and on the edge of orgasming but the bitch is fighting against it, refusing to give into her body’s need. The sound of Saint and Chris’s moans mingle with hers, and the sight of them fucking has my cock twitching in her mouth. I reach down and pinch her nipples between my fingers. Her back arches off the table and she moans around my cock. The vibration has me shivering and fighting back my own impending release.
“Let go, you stubborn bitch!” I hiss. My words seem to be her undoing. Her body locks up for a second before she screams around my girth. I pull free of her wet mouth before I lose control and bust a nut. Her screams ricochet off the walls of the office. Chris is groaning and fucking Saint hard, not allowing him to stop eating her cunt. She tries to close her legs but Saint rests his forearms on her thighs, forcing them to remain open.
She tries to push his head away. “I can’t… please!” she screams
“Shut the fuck up, you dirty slut,” I snap. She shakes her head side to side. She’s in a frenzy, her body fighting against her mind. One thinks that she can’t come again, while the other is pleading for Saint not to stop. She tangles her fingers in his hair and can’t decide if she wants to pull him closer or push him away. Chris tears out of Saint with a pissed off growl. I smirk at my twin. The fucker wants so badly to come, butrefuses to miss out on the chance of coming inside her rather than his boyfriend’s ass.
“Oh, shit!” Holly screams as her body bows off the desk. A primal scream rents the air as she comes so fucking hard her entire body flushes red. I watch intently as Saint draws back as she squirts all over his face and chest, the silk of his robe turning a dark shade of mahogany from her release. Her cum perfumes the air and draws a long growl of approval from me. When Saint steps back and removes his forearms, her legs drop over the edge and she sinks onto the desk.
I can tell she thinks this is over but she is so fucking wrong.
I move around the desk and grip her waist, pulling her to her feet. She places her hands flat on my chest to try and keep her balance, but it's futile. I spin her around so she is bent over the desk. Like a good little whore she places her palms flat against the wood and turns her head so her flushed cheek is resting against the cool desk. I glide my hands over her plump ass cheeks and relish in the shivers that roll through her. I slowly peel her panties down her legs and then stuff them in my pocket so I can smell her later when I’m at home.
I part her cheeks and kneel down behind her. I spy Chris out of the corner of my eye, on his knees with Saint’s cock down his throat. The latter's gaze is fixed on me as I lean forward and swipe my tongue over her puckered hole. She squeals in surprise but she doesn’tpull away. As a reward I slap her ass, loving her shriek of surprise.
“My boyfriend’s brother is eating your ass while his twin is on his knees, sucking my cock, snowflake,” Saint grits out, his voice laced with an edge of need. I push my tongue through her tight muscle wall, relishing the sound of her cry of surprise. “Have you ever had that ass fucked?”
I continue to tongue fuck her ass as she answers, “N-no.”
The three of us all groan at her admission. “That shit changes tonight. Your ass is ours and we’re going to make sure this is a night for you to remember, baby.” She answers Saint with a moan. I reach into my robe pocket and pull out the tube of lube and the small canister of crushed chili.
Holly Noelle is about to get an education inFigging.
I pull back and pop the top on the lube and squeeze a generous amount on her hole, then swirl it around and push a finger inside her, stretching her out. She tenses at the intrusion and tries to push up onto her tiptoes to escape me.
“Get your cock out of his mouth and hold her down,” I bark. Chris and Saint both groan in annoyance but do as I say. When they stand in front of her, Saint pushes her up forcing me to fall back onto my haunches. He removes his robe and stands there rockfucking hard and proud. He climbs onto the desk and lays flat on his back.
“Climb on, snowflake,” he instructs. I roll my eyes and climb to my feet, helping her onto the desk. Saint grips her waist and guides her on top of him. Before he can slip his eager cock inside her cunt, I push her flat against him, stopping their movement and shoot the bastard a wink, which just makes him laugh.
Not wanting to draw this out any longer, I grab the canister of chili and motion for Chris to get the fuck over and hold her cheeks open for me, which he does. I dip my finger into the chili and make sure to coat it nice and good before pulling it out. Chris chuckles and shakes his head, but I know for a fact that my twin loves it when Saint does this to him.
I don’t give her any warning when I push my spice-covered finger inside her ass. She lurches forward, but Saint wraps his arms around her and holds her in place.
“It burns!” she cries out.
“It’s supposed to. Now shut the fuck up and enjoy the burn before I fill this ass with my cock and make you come on my best friend’s dick.” She inhales sharply and relaxes slightly. It may burn now, but when you mix that burn with pleasure, it heightens everything. She is going to be begging to tryFiggingagain after this encounter. I pull my finger free of her ass, disrobe, then grip my cock in my hand and pump it twice.
Saint takes that as his cue to make his move. He lifts her and shuffles down the desk so I have better access to her ass while he destroys that pussy with his monster cock. She gasps when she feels his head prod at her entrance.
“We’re about to make all your Christmas wishes come true, snowflake,” Chris promises as Saint thrusts inside her. She throws her head back and screams so fucking loud, I cringe and worry someone from the party may have heard her.
CHAPTER FIVE
