Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
“Come on, you can do it,” Jack says. “Be a good little Christmas fairy.”
The humour in his voice doesn’t take away the flare in my stomach.
I am going to be better than a good little Christmas fairy. I’m going to be a five-star one, right at the top of the fucking tree.
I ease down onto the massive pole of man meat, determined to breach the hole, because once that’s done… once they’re in… they can fuck me. They can take control.
“Good girl, that’s it,” Eric says, and I grin with relief through the pain as my pussy lets them in.
Everything else is a gritted-teeth blur as the guys take over. Inching as one turns to thrusting as a pair, to thrusting in alternates – slam on slam on slam as they grunt and urge me on. I don’t care about the pain, or the pressure. I couldn’t give a shit whether I’m tearing, I just take their gorgeous cocks like the happiest girl on earth. It’s a sloppy, stretched, slather of flesh as the lube squelches, and their balls bounce against me, cocks swollen deep… and then somewhere… deep… at some point, their huge double pole hits the right spot.
“THERE!” I shout without restraint. “There, please! There! Like that!”
Eric doesn’t need any more encouragement from behind me. He uses his position to take hold of my waist and slams deeper, at the perfect fucking angle.
Jack kisses my neck as their two cocks fuck me senseless, and Eric keeps my momentum at the max, not letting up control as I work up to an orgasm.
“Faster, please!” I beg, but he gives me a simple, no.
He makes the right call, because the tension builds higher. Higher. Higher. My body wants faster, until it’s desperate, and my orgasm is a tidal wave of an explosion. Me between two guys as they stretch my cunt with two cocks.
And then they fuck me, hard. No inhibitions. No concerns for anything but the power in their dicks as they work together as one. They come like animals, greedy and needy, ploughing me with brute strength as I lie pinned between their chests, at their mercy.
I’m glowing proud when they crest and fill me up with cum.
I’m heady when they collapse for the second time, gasping like they’ve run a marathon.
I’m grinning when they pull out and check my bleeding pussy.
I’m fixated as they celebrate with another deep kiss between them, both of them high on lust, and wholly and truly in love.
I’m grateful when they pull me in for a three-way kiss as a thank you, and I’m thankful for another glass of wine when they’ve helped me get cleaned up and dressed.
And then, I’m sad to be leaving when it’s time to go.
Farewell, Jack and Eric.
I’m a mashup of emotions as I leave the lovers in their hotel suite and disappear from their world. Once again, I stare up at the Christmas tree in the foyer, and smile at the little angel at the top.
I hope I lived up to the aspirations I set myself in her name.
I hope I did a good enough job at being Holly, the gothic Christmas fairy for two of the hottest guys I’ve ever seen in my life.
I take a cab back to my place rather than the tube. I can barely walk once the adrenaline has worn off, flopping into the back seat, exhausted.
The notification comes through within moments.
Five stars.
The best Christmas present I could have ever shared with my boyfriend. She took it all like a gothic fairy dream. Came as she tore – two in one, which says a lot about the perfect kind of entertainer a girl like Holly really is.
What a threesome. My boyfriend will be owing me one for a long, long time after this Christmas surprise.
The funds are in my account, with a grand as a bonus.
The guys paid 8k for that experience. Nothing seems more insane as my heart pangs, wanting to stay in their hotel suite all night long.
I ping Ebony. Fuck knows what I’d do without her there, the greatest friend there could be. Just a few more days and I’ll be meeting her in person, all set to make toasts to our careers at the entertainer’s party, and thank God for that. But I need her now. I need her words more than ever as my soul throbs for the two gorgeous guys I’m leaving behind.
Got a case of morning after syndrome. Bad. I think I’m in love with two guys who just took my pussy at the same time. No joke.
She sends me a laughing emoji, but I don’t send one back. My stomach is churning hardcore for Jack and Eric.
You’re serious, aren’t you? she sends when she realises. Jesus, Ells. Double whammy of morning after and it’s not even night time. Get in that inbox ASAP. NEXT PROPOSAL. DON’T HOLD BACK!