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A Sinfully Sensual Christmas

11/28/2006

A Sinfully Sensual Christmas


It was Saturday, the day before Christmas, and Larry and
I were enjoying our late morning coffee, discussing our
plans for the evening at my parents. I told him that he could
expect the traditional turkey and dressing dinner. I just
love the Yule season it is my favorite time of the year. Like
always I'd decorated my home with trees and wreaths,
garland and lights and in the living-room a beautiful nativity
scene which always reminded me of the miracle that took
place in a lowly stable.
I'd met Larry the previous year while I was still married
to my first husband Steve. Midge, a friend since 7th grade
who lived nearby and I had attended a University of Texas
football game and we stopped off briefly at the after-game
party. Larry Justice and his twin brother Brandon, who
hadn't arrived until after we had left, were the heroes
of the night having scored four touch downs for the fifth
game in a row. Brandon was the quarterback and being watched
by all the 'Top Ten' college scouts in the country.
Larry was a tight-end and receiver. The two Justice brothers
were an unbeatable combination on the field.I liked him
immediately, Larry was sensitive, funny and bubbling
with energy and drop-dead gorgeous, my first thought when
seeing him in his snug jeans was that he had a cute 'tight
end' both on and off of the field.He and his twin were
both home for the Christmas holidays helping out at their
father's Union 76 truck-stop. Whereas Brandon had
accepted a full scholarship for his football prowess from
Stanford, his major as yet undecided, Larry was an art major
at the University of Texas also on full scholarship. He
was passionately pursuing his muse.We ran into one another
at Lyons his second night back in town, he stopped to say
hello and I invited him to join me. We visited over a cup of
hot chocolate and he asked me out for the following evening.
I accepted and had a wonderful time. We saw one another almost
daily for the next week. On Thursday after work, I met him
at the Black Water Café to hear a friend of his perform. The
second set was just about to begin when he was paged and had
to leave because of a family emergency. Shortly thereafter
I noticed that he had forgotten his sketchbook. Flipping
through the pages I saw that it contained dozens of sketches
depicting Larry in various sensual, sexual positions
with a beautiful woman and to my amazement the woman in the
drawing was me. There was absolutely no doubt that he was
an incredibly talented artist with a very vivid, erotic
imagination and obviously fixated on me. The next day he
called during his morning break and I invited him over for
dinner. We enjoyed a romantic candle-lit evening. I told
him I had found his sketchpad which pleased him although
he grew more and more uncomfortable as he considered the
possibility that I had seen his work. Placing my hand upon
his knee I informed him that I had, but I reassured him saying
that I was not the least bit displeased by his drawings,
in fact I was flattered and that I thought he was extremely
talented and if he liked I would be willing to pose for him.
He eagerly accepted my offer. We made love for the first
time that evening and the sexual detonation between the
two of us had been explosive. From that night on he spent
every evening and a number of mornings and days at my home
for the remainder of his Christmas vacation.


While I refilled our cups Larry said, "Come here.
Let me kiss you.""Sugar with your coffee?"
I smiled, sitting in his lap. He merely nodded yes taking
me in his arms and I sighed as we exchanged passionate kisses.
I leaned back and my bright red, Japanese, silk robe fell
open. I took his hand and placed it my stomach. "Touch
me here Babe, " I said. Larry made gentle medium-slow
circles on my tummy, just below my belly button. He ran his
hand down the gentle curve until his palm covered the hill
of my mound. I arched my back and shivered.
"Mmmmmm, " I said. "That feels so nice."
His next kiss was hot and lush as his middle finger began
to stroke my soft crease causing me to snuggle deeper into
his arms. He traced the wet, creamy lips of my pussy as he
looked intensely into my eyes, his palm continuing to press
into my clit; I quivered, oozing over his hand. One by one
he took his fingers into his mouth, tasting my dusky flavor.
I could feel the need between his legs as I wiggled my butt
against his straining erection. A shudder ran through
him when I reached down and pulled on his zipper saying,
"I want you Larry!" Without a moments pause
he swept me up into his muscular arms and carried me into
the bedroom where we both quickly undressed and I stretched
out on the satin sheets.Larry stood next to the bed; admiring
the halo of frosted hair around my face. The steady rise
and fall of my breasts, my flat tummy. The graceful curve
of my calves. The shy dent of my sex under the puff of hair.
I moved my hands behind my head, taking a deep breath. My
lips parted slightly. "You are so damn fine , "
He whispered huskily. "Pose for me. Open your thighs
and draw your knees up."My eyes gleamed an answer
and in the depths of them he could see desire and something
more, something he couldn't name, something which
made caused a tremor throughout his body. Something which
made him want to be deep … deep … deep in me. And in that instant
it was as if we were already fucking, as if we were both on
the very edge: about to swallow each other's essence.
Slowly I spread my legs as I drew my knees to my shoulders,
my sex lips parting. A spot of excitement dwelled in the
center. My thighs began to tremble. My flower darkened.
Fuchsia. I was open now and deeply wet. Larry watched my
nectar well up between my petals. A tiny glistening pool
of dew seeped out as they separated, secreting fresh honey
from my corolla, then gushed out when I pushed the flesh
closed. I let my thumbs slide near the tender center-wrinkle,
not quite nudging the very edge of its rim, the smooth oval
halo. Unable to hold back any longer he placed me on my hands
and knees and knelt behind me. I smiled through half closed
eyes and thrust my ass backwards in offering. I trembled.
I'd seen the pulse in his eyelids and he seen the deeper
pulse in the bloom of my pussy. I shivered as his engorged
cock moved between my legs, past my quivering thighs, touching
the head to my flowering blossom.. Rocking his hips he pushed
it in, a slow sinking like quicksand swallowing up its prey.He
fucked his velvet rod further within. Another inch. And
then another two. My deep-pink lips hugging the slow slide.
"Oh, " I said. "Ooooooh. I love this.
I feel like I'm..."
Larry hushed me by suddenly splitting me open with the force
of his hunger; he impaled me as I swallowed his cock-meat,
taking him deeper and deeper into the carnivorous mouth
between my thighs, fragrant juices flowing… the sugary
scent of a woman whose secret-lips are swollen with desire.
"Full, " I said. "So f-f-full Babe."
With each breath Larry plunged in and out of my wet folds.
Like my next breath he pushed in. Like my next breath he pulled
out. Like my next breath my pussy gasped for air -- for him
-- for his fucking.
I felt myself creaming over his hardness, the temperature
rising in my womb, from the twisting torque of his cock as
it inflamed every nerve ending of my sex. The white-hot-heat
of my clit, combustible and ready to ignite on his perfectly
sculpted cock. Larry was slamming, ramming, jamming through
any protestations of propriety, striking me mute with
my own lustful longings. Already he could feel an explosion
building deep in his loins. Lost in a sexual euphoria he
didn't hear the sound of the door chimes even after
they rang a second and third time. It wasn't until the
fourth ring that he heard them.
"Don't answer it, " he growled, his voice
heavily laced with carnal desire.A look of disappointment
filled his face when I replied, "I have to Babe, "
sinking back on him one last time, squeezing tightly as
I withdrew before reluctantly sliding off of the bed and
reaching for my robe which I'd draped over a nearby
chair. "You wait here; it might be my sister dropping
off some presents." Like a petulant child Larry moaned,
"but I've got your present right here."Winking
I tightened the sash of my belt, "Hold that thought
my sexy Santa, I'll be right back." As I disappeared
Larry wondered what the person ringing the bell was going
to think when I came to the door wearing nothing but that
revealing robe. It barely covered my ass, my cheeks peeked
out seductively; it gave a more than ample view of my breasts
and an occasional glimpse of my aureoles and nipples.Time
passed slowly as he stared at the ceiling. His cock was still
hard and the idea of masturbating flashed through his mind.
Then just as quickly it was dismissed. How could his hand
ever compare with the heated wetness of my pussy and mouth.Growing
impotent and curious as to what was taking me so long Larry
got out of bed. Moving to the door he listened for sounds
from the living room but didn't hear anything. Grabbing
a towel from the connecting bathroom, he wrapped it around
his waist and walked out of the bedroom. He'd nearly
reached the end of the hall when he heard my voice. But not
only my voice, but the voice of someone he knew very well.
Someone he knew better than anyone else in the world. His
twin. Oblivious to the fact that he was practically nude,
he entered the living room.
"Brandon?" he called out with a heavy, questioning
inflection to his voice.His sibling the former Delta quarterback
looked over, noting that his brother was wearing nothing
more than a bath towel. That plus the fact that I was wearing
a tiny robe that enhanced rather than concealed my nudity
led him to the correct conclusion that we had been intimately
engaged when he arrived. "What are you doing here?"
A baffled Larry asked."I wanted to know if I could
borrow your ride tonight, but Mom wasn't home and I
couldn't find the phone number. I spoke to Ed from work
and he said that you'd told him that her house was cattycorner
from the Geneva Bakery so I walked over and saw your car parked
out front.""Yeah, that'll be cool. I was
going with her to her parents. They celebrate on Christmas
Eve, then we're going to Mom an' Dads tomorrow."
I nodded my head yes as he added, "I'm sure we can
take her car."With a wolfish grin Brandon said, "Thanks
Man and since I didn't arrive at the best possible time
I'll get out of here and leave you to in piece. I'm
sorry I interrupted. Get me your keys and I'm out of
here." And turning to me apologized, "And I'm
sorry if I embarrassed you ." "Don't be
silly Brandon, I'm not embarrassed in the least. We're
all adults." I replied, my tone the voice of reason
then asked. "Well aren't we?" Neither
of the brothers had a response. Brandon was anxious to leave
due to his observable reaction to my barely cancelled charms
and the sexual tension in the air and Larry anxiously wanted
to return to my bed. "Besides, I've heard so much
about you, and have always wanted to meet you. I was looking
forward to doing just that tomorrow at your parents."
Looking from one to the other appreciatively I continued,
"It's amazing. Look at the two of you. I just can't
get over it. Your mirror images of one another, identical
in everyway."Exchanging glances Larry and Brandon
both laughed, shaking their heads in disagreement. "No!
We're not exactly identical, and definitely not identical
in everyway.""What's that suppose to
mean." I asked inquisitively, my curiosity peeked."Oh
it's really nothin', " Brandon replied
continuing to grin roguishly as Larry punched his shoulder
.I smiled a knowing smile. "Oh, I get it, " more
than my interest now aroused. Pausing for a beat I tapped
Brandon's chest with one finger, "Hummm! I have
an idea, a great idea." My eyes sparkling mischievously
I finished, "And I'm not the least bit upset,
in fact I'm glad you interrupted us -- at least temporarily."
Larry stopped and studied me. In the course of our erotic
adventures he'd seen that smile and devilish glint
in my eyes before, usually preceding a playfully kinky
idea. "You know guys, I've always wondered what
it would be like with two lovers at the same time, "
then suggested, "and since I have two such hot, gorgeous
men here right now, maybe it's time I found out."
Tossing my hair I asked teasingly, "you boys … up to
it?"Larry looked at Brandon and Brandon at him. No
words were needed for both of them knew what the other was
thinking. They had been like that all their lives. Able
to communicate almost telepathically with just a glace.
I was more than pleased when Larry answered. "Why
not. Sounds cool to me." "Yeah, why not? Sounds
hot to me!" Brandon parodied. "I'm definitely
up to it.""Excellent." I beamed, "and
I'm sure you both are." The idea of taking both
of them to bed had been a sudden inspiration, but a brilliant
one. What an incredible Christmas this was turning out
to be. I could hardly wait to unwrap my gifts.


Taking Brandon's hand I led him over to the doorway
where I'd hung some mistletoe. "Merry Christmas, "
I smiled.
"And a cool Yule to you, " he quipped, before
pressing his lips to mine.We kissed long and passionately
as I reached down to cradle the ever-growing bulge in his
jeans. Running my hand over it I realized just how big it
really was, definite proof of what he and his brother had
been alluding too. I unzipped him with all the restraint
I could muster. As I opened my present, easing his cock out
of his pants I leaned back slightly so that I could see it
in all its glory. It was a good eight inches and thick and
still not fully erect. It was larger than Larry's who
had a heavenly seven when fully erect although almost as
round as the one I was holding. As my tongue probed Brandon's
mouth I began to encircle his still growing shaft with both
hands, the feeling of it between my fingers plus the deliciously
licentious thoughts flooding my mind were making me exceptionally
wet.While he slowly slipped my robe off of my shoulders
I glanced over, winked, and blew Larry an air-kiss. Brandon
tenderly kissed my neck then began to trail down, over my
shoulders, lower and lower still and finally came to rest
on my tiny, hard nipples. He took one in his mouth and began
to gently tug at the soft skin, sending tremors throughout
my body as he did so. It was time! Breathlessly I took each
of them by the hand and led them back to my bedroom. I placed
my robe back over the chair and Derrick dropped his towel.
It wasn't long before Brandon was as nude as both Larry
and I. As they waited expectantly I took a brief moment to
admire Brandon's physique. Active in sports since
grammar school, he had an ideal body for an athlete … and
perfect for a lover!!A smile on my face, I stepped between
them and put my hands around each of their cocks, stroking
them up and down as they grew harder and harder. Pulling
them closer, until I was sandwiched between them. Turning
my head I reached back and pressed my lips against Larry's.
Then, just as softly, I shifted my attention and kissed
Brandon as well.
Drawing me to the side they began to fondle my breasts. I
let out a small sigh. Larry lifted a breast to his mouth and
closed his lips around it. His tongue caressed the sensitive
nipple, causing my areola to crinkle, bringing even louder
sighs from me. I pressed back against Brandon, my soft but
firm ass-cheeks rubbing against his rock-hard cock. At
the same time, I pulled Larry tight against me, his rigid
member trapped between us saying, "Squeeze me."
They quickly sandwiched me between them and I commented,
"Mmmm, I like this you guys. I really do. I like this
a lot, " as our skins rubbed against each other and
I luxuriated in their heat.Moving them apart, I took each
of their cocks in hand, stroking them, stoking their fires,
causing surges of precum to appear as I knelt, imagining
all the possibilities licking Brandon from base to top
… from top to base … nine inches up … nine inches down, my hand
cupping his small tight butt. With my other hand I tightly
gripped Larry's cock and rapidly stroked it up and
down causing his moans to join those of his brother.


I took Brandon's velvety rod deep in my throat and moved
my head up and down relishing his pre-cum. I repeated this
technique several times before replacing his cock with
Larry's, giving it the same treatment while I quickly
and continuously stroked my other lover. "Ummmm, "
I hummed. The old advertising slogan was certainly true
... double the flavor -- double the fun! "Why don't
we make ourselves more comfortable guys?" I asked.
Both men agreed so grabbing my Texas Santa hat off of the
dresser I gleefully bounded onto the bed, rolled onto my
back and struck a provocative pose as one of Saint Nick's
helpers.Laughing Brandon said, "I bet you're
at the top of Saint Nick's list every year.""Which
list is that?" I asked."The one for girls that
are naughty-an'-nice." Brandon answered."I
certainly am and now you know why he's jolly and his
cheeks are always so rosy, " I vamped. "And
I assure you, he can rise up more than a chimney, "
causing both brothers to laugh uproariously. "But,
if you want to see just how naughty-an'-nice for yourselves,
I can be I suggest the two of you join me."Needing no
further encouragement, Larry and Brandon both playfully
jumped onto the bed. Then quieting, their passions stirred,
Brandon lay between my legs, his tongue gently parting
my moist lips searching for and finding my sensitive clit.
A crooked finger joined his tongue, massaging my g-spot.
Larry on the other hand moved quickly to the top of the bed
and my bountiful breasts. He took one in each hand and pressed
his face between. "Oh yeaaaah." I purred getting
into the holiday spirit -- this was definitely a great idea.
"You guys are so good. I don't ever want this to
end." Pleased by my response Brandon buried his face
deeper between my thighs and redoubled his labors. Larry
also responded, his nimble tongue traced a path across
each of my breasts, pausing to take each nipple into his
mouth. I reacted as well, wrapping my legs and arms around
each of them, loving the double attention. This wasn't
exactly what I had expected when I woke up that morning,
but if I had learned anything in the last year; it was that
you have to take advantage of opportunities when they present
themselves.


Eventually my two lovers switched places. Larry I knew
from experience really loved the taste of a woman, and reveled
in the delights he could produce. When his magical tongue
began to weave its spell I told him, "Yes! Yesssssssssss!
That's it Babe. Like that. Just like that! You love
it, don't you? I can tell. You love it! You love my pussy!"
And he did love it, for the next quarter hour he feasted upon
me as I writhed beneath his maddening tongue reaching the
brink of orgasm while his twin fed at my breasts. It would
have been easy to lose myself in the sensual ecstasy of the
moment, to let Larry take me to completion but an even greater
desire to finish what I'd started earlier flooded
my feverish mind. I placed a hand tenderly upon the head
of each said, "I'd like you guys to sit up on either
side of me." Brandon languidly complied while his
brother's response was not unexpectedly immediate.
Larry quickly guided my head towards his throbbing cock
and I wetly licked its length. He was harder than he had ever
been before. As I mouthed him Brandon joined us. I licked
and sucked both their cocks in turn, stroking one while
taking the other in my warm, moist mouth; slowly and deliberately
at first and then faster asLarry urged me on. I took great
pleasure in pleasing them, which their continual chorus
of moans attested too. Suddenly Larry gripped my head,
making me suck his cock in a rhythm he controlled rather
than me. I could sense a shiver running down his spine. Brandon
groaned as I turned my attention to him, running a finger
around the rim of his purple crown and tonguing his tiny
slit with just the tip of my tongue. His divine-nine throbbed
in my tightly gripping, pumping fist as I swallowed Larry's
made-in-heaven-seven once again. "You suck cock
like an angel , " he growled thrusting his turgid
shaft between the waiting O'd lips of my ravenous mouth
and down, down my throat until I reached his pubic hair.
"Don't you mean devil?" I laughed throatily,
after wiggling my head as I slid up and off of his glistening
cock with a loud smacking sound. "Yeah that too, "
he answered lustfully as he pushed me back down on his cock.
I sucked hungrily and soon felt his silky rod begin to spasm
as he erupted in orgasm. Looking up I saw that he had thrown
his head back in total ecstasy as he pumped his hot-cream
into my mouth. I swallowed and swallowed again and again
as it poured down my throat. When his eruptions ended I focused
on Brandon's beautiful erection once again while
Larry rested. I placed it back in my mouth and began suckling
and squeezing it with both fists as I pumped it slowly and
steadily. Not five minutes later the intense pleasure
he was enjoying became too much for Brandon and he exploded,
cumming in a forceful arch, his cock spasming as his salty-honey
shot into my mouth, shuttering as the aftershocks of his
orgasm rippled throughout his body. I licked my lips, feeling
hornier than I had ever felt before in my life.It was my turn.Larry
began to kiss my body, he started at my neck, gradually moving
downwards, caressing me with his hands as he went. I felt
Brandon's heated gaze upon me, his eyes saying more
than any words could ever convey. Larry parted my thighs
and I felt the warmth of his breath, the wetness of his tongue
as it circled my clit. I inhaled sharply, at the delicious
sensation. The ache of desire driving me crazy as I wantonly
thrust my hips forward as far as I possibly could. His finger
traced my sex-lips, gliding over my button then inserted
it inside of me, sliding into the depths of my wetness. He
slid another finger inside of me as well before his mouth
found my clit. Brandon's mouth and hands were now giving
my breasts glorious attention. My hips began to buck wildly,
straining against Larry's mouth. Suddenly, I felt
a wet finger sliding down between the cheeks of my ass, flirting
with my pink rosette. The anticipation was wonderfully
agonizing, my breath sucked in sharply as he began to penetrate
me, sliding in deeper and deeper still. I gasped, the pleasure
consuming me as Larry suckled my clit. "Do you like
what he is doing to you?" Brandon asked as he watched
his brother pleasuring me. "Do you ?""Yes
Brandon. I love it! I Luuuuuuuuuuuuuuv it!" He began
kissing me, deep, wet kisses, tweaking my nipples, filling
me with an even greater desire to have him. My heart was pounding
and there was a matching throb in my quivering pearl. My
breath was coming faster. I felt the flames kindling … burning
up within me, lapping, overlapping, towering upward,
bursting like a supernova star into orgasm … a crescendo
that had been building all my life. My voice caught as wave
after wave of my orgasmic ecstasy overcame me. Screams
of primal-joy ripped themselves from my throat. I came
gloriously … furiously … soaking Larry with my sweet juices.But
that orgasm, incredible as it was only fueled my lust. I
wanted to taste both of them, stroke both of them. I wanted
to be fucked by both of them; I needed to be fucked by both
of them. I needed their cocks inside me.
I reached for them, quickly encircling each shaft as I knelt
between the two brothers. I took Larry's cock into
my mouth and a moan escaped him. Having lubricated it with
my saliva, my hand pumped its entire length as I turned to
Brandon's massive cock. I rimmed the head with my tongue,
lazily swirling around it, before capturing him in my mouth
and bobbing my head up and down once again. With each downward
dip, I took more and more of his thickening meat into my throat.
His hands were entangled in my hair, while Larry ran his
hands over my breasts and ass approvingly asking, "Ready
Bro?" I heard only a grunted affirmative answer as
Brandon withdrew his cock from my mouth.My lover of the
past week told me to get on my hands and knees and knelt on
the bed in front of me, his cock brushing against my lips.
I felt Brandon's exploring hands on my ass. I was overcome
with excitement, the anticipation of a long awaited fantasy
about to become a reality with the two beautiful Justice
brothers. Larry was the sensitive artist while Brandon
was the rough-'n'-tumble jock. However, in bed,
Larry was prone to be wild, aggressive, quick to grab my
hair while Brandon, although the most physically powerful
and dangerously-endowed was gentle and sensuous. The
contrast was exhilarating: they were definitely the ideal
pair."Mmmmmmmmmm!" I hummed, inhaling Larry's
cock, the suddenness of the deep penetration causing him
to moan as I wrapped my lips around him, savoring the precum
flowing from his mushroomed head. "I love it! Love
it! Yeaaaaaaaaah!" I mouthed, making unintelligible
sounds as I lost myself in slurping up and down the silky
skin of his hot, muscular shaft, while Brandon knelt behind
me, his large cockhead pressing against my pussy, sliding
over and around my glistening coral-pink clitoris. Slowly,
carefully, Brandon's magnificent cock entered me.
I was so wet and ready that despite his unbelievable size
and girth his entry was almost effortless. It was incredible.
I had never been filled like that before. Nor had I ever felt
the intensity of the pleasure which was growing within
me as his rhythm built, his thick-veined, impossibly deep
thrusts getting ever stronger. I broke from sucking Larry,
leaving him for the time being, wanting to concentrate
on just Brandon's incredible fuck for the moment.

He was driving me crazy with every in and out motion. I tightened;
squeezed, milking him, soaking him with my juices. For
each of his strokes I supplied him with hot moans that turned
into growls, "Oh yeah Babe. Ohhhhhhhhhh yeah. You
want it. Oh yeah, you want it. You gotta have my pussy don't
you? Don't you?"His only answer was the slapping
of his balls against my clit. "That's it Babe.
Don't ever stop. Please never stop!" I begged.
My pleas turning to ecstatic whimpers when his finger slowly
pushed into my butt. Oh God such sweet, kinky bliss. Ten
minutes later my hot sex was bursting explosively, Brandon
driving into me, his cock thrusting against my g-spot,
his finger pumping into my anus sending me spiraling into
multiple orgasms. I wailed, crying out with pleasure,
convulsing around him, panting as I took Larry's cock
into my mouth again. Not long thereafter he exploded, enjoying
a phenomenal orgasm, filling my mouth with his luscious
cum, as my pussy was filled with Brandon's, causing
me to climax again, howling and squirting in a rapid fire
series of streaming spurts as my body went into an ecstasy
induced frenzy.
Not removing Larry's cock from my mouth I look up his
face was a beautiful mask of desire, eyes of lust. His ravenous
sexual appetite was palpable. I then rubbed Brandon's
swollen head on my slippery bud, sliding it up and down the
wet and fevered cleft of my aching pussy, then in, tightening
around him as I slithered up and down his hard pole a number
of times, enjoying the snug fit. Gently at first and then
with more urgency his cock thrust within the walls of my
dripping pussy."Oh!" I shut my eyes and savored
the wanton lust of riding Brandon's stallion-cock.
"Oh! Oh yes!" It felt like I was on a carnival
ride. A carnal carnival. "Oh yesssssssss!"
Round and Round! Up and down. Unending. "Oh God! Yes!"
I cried. "I love it! God! I love it! Fuck me!"I
know now that I'd wanted this for sometime. With each
thrust of his cock the chorus in my mind grew louder -- an
iron anvil chorus hammering, "Do me! Fuck me! More!
More!! … Do me! Fuck me! More! More!! More!!!" Hot
as I was, hot as they were, it wouldn't take long at all
for them to reach the summit. Each stroke sent the three
of us deeper and deeper into a manic state of unfettered,
unrestrained excitement. Each move and counter move mirrored
and doubled, bringing us one step closer to the climatic
ending. Waves of anticipation broke over three bodies
that now breathed as one, instinctively slowing down as
the finale neared, prolonging the painfully wonderful
joy of our mutual fuck. It was the most incredible feeling:
taking Larry deep within my throat, his brother buried
in my belly, the two cocks in perfect sync, separated by
only a by my heart beat; I went wild. For hours I feasted on
their combined maleness as they switched positions again
and again, ravishing my mouth and pussy, fucking my breasts,
sucking my toes, fingers, nipples and screaming clit,
no part of our bodies was unloved, untouched, no act or possibility
overlooked, my every fantasy and desire answered. I wanted
to beg and plead with them to stop, because the sensation
was just too overwhelming, but then I wanted them to ignore
me because I wanted them to continue until they have driven
me over the edge and beyond reason. And still I wanted more.
More of them! Oh God! I wanted them. I wanted more. More!
"Yessssssssssssss!" my inner voice wailed.
With an empathetic knowledge shared only by twins, both
brothers knew that it would be only moments before we exploded
a final time. I knew it as well and only hoped that we could
all climax together. I got my wish as their cocks began to
twitch before spurting their hot cum into my even hotter
pussy and mouth. I'd felt Larry explode mere seconds
after I surrendered to the erotic oscillations, which
had gripped my body. My pussy spasmed like it had never spasmed
before. As Larry pushed a finger into my fluttering asshole;
I lost all self control. My orgasms rushed over me like a
prairie fire out of control. I came … fluttered and shuddered
… and then came … and came … and came without end, my entire
body erupting in one, long, seemingly endless chain of
explosions. The contractions inside my quaking, quivering
ass had triggered Larry release and the spasming … squirting
… spurting of my pussy had triggered Brandon's who
had followed so closely that none of us could call our shared
orgasms anything but simultaneous. When I returned to
conscious life again I knew that I had never before experienced
such overwhelming pleasures. The complete fulfillment
of all needs and wants and lustful desires which had surfaced
from the deepest vortex of my soul. Each orgasm and spasm
had brought its own release. Each cock that entered me,
fucked me -- each one I sucked, licked, kissed and stroked,
brought unimaginable joy; I relished every moment. I took
them … welcomed them … and begged for more.We'd collapsed
into one contented, happy heap, enjoying the afterglow
of our experience. "Merry Christmas guys, "
I exhaled breathlessly.


The night before he left for Austin, Larry presented me
with a completed drawing. I was blushing pink, wearing
my Texas Santa hat, my breasts large and perky; my back arched,
arms above my head, lips sensuous coral, my ass firm and
shapely, satin thighs framing a trimmed bush. In basic
composition, it was a single image from an erotic film;
a ménages à trois. Two men identical in every way but one;
tan, muscular, pulsing, kissing me worshipfully -- thrusting
into my curvatious bottom. The back ground empty, unadorned,
brightly lit. It was the record of a singular moment. My
eyes were closed. My lips parted in pleasure. I saved Larry's
drawing, placing it in a drawer with my other keepsakes
and every now and then I take it out, getting warm-and-wet
as my mind is flooded with memories of a sinfully sensual
Christmas… wonderful memories… times two.












SISSY

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A very nice story, wonder why you did not do a Do with them?
You still got my maximun vote on this.

11/28/2006

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Very Nice Story. Must have been a wonderful experience.

11/29/2006

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Oh what a night that had to be.

11/29/2006

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I'm sorry who is Derrick(dropped his towel)
in the 4th paragraph?

11/29/2006