Chapter 19

Chapter Nineteen

User 2799.Male. 33.

My boyfriend and I have a fantastic relationship, but – being bi – sometimes we like a little extra playtime… especially him. He loves having the occasional session with a hot, dirty girl, so call this his Christmas present, and I want to make sure he is very, very satisfied. From your reviews, and your gorgeous profile, I’m certain you will be a great fit.

We’re in London on a pre-Christmas vacation, so I’m hoping to plan a festive surprise for him – a little gothic Christmas fairy, ready to play dirty games.

I would love it if you could join us, happy and comfortable with guy on guy anal and action. You’d need to take both of our cocks in a variety of combinations, and offer your pussy for very excited mouth play. Double penetration, most definitely – pussy and anal. Two in the mouth, a must.

Also, I have one extra requirement. Quite a major one…

I’d like both of our cocks in your pussy at the same time.

Trust me, we’ll make it fun.

Duration – 6 hours.

Proposal price – £7000.

Thank fuckmy bruises have healed by now, because I’ve been dreaming of seeing two guys getting hot and horny for years. I’m already turned on as I read the offer. Two cocks in the pussy at the same time? How could I ever turn that proposal down?

Eb claps her hands in glee. “That’ll be quite a Christmas present for you as well, if they’re even half decent at it.”

It sure will, and what a precursor to my own greatest Christmas present? Just ten more days and I’ll be on a flight to see my parents. Ten more days until the trip of my dreams. And ten more days to make as much money as I can before I go…

I accept User 2799’s proposal and click on the earliest time possible. Tomorrow afternoon, I’ll be a gothic Christmas Fairy for a guy and his boyfriend.

Weirdly, I’m not feeling the nerves at all this time around. Maybe it’s something about the tone of the proposal, or maybe it’s the new, confident me, knowing I’ll come out of it feeling good, and a whole lot richer. Or maybe it’s the festive vibe, looking forward to being some guy’s Christmas fairy.

After chatting with Eb and hearing her stories of the many times she’s taken two D’s in the V, I spend the rest of the evening checking out porn clips with two dildos inside me, getting off to watching girls taking two cocks at once. I can’t wait to try it for real.

The following afternoon, I opt for a tight little red velvet dress, which shows off my cleavage like a dream, paired with high top lace stockings, and some festive red heels. I choose scarlet lipstick and curl my hair, trying my best to look like a gothic Christmas present in human form before I set off on my journey. I hope I’ve done a good enough job. I want another five-star review with my name on it.

London is buzzing, with twinkling lights, carols and jingles, and people dashing around doing their Christmas shopping. I stroll along with my hands in my coat pockets, soaking up the atmosphere. It feels weird to think I won’t be waking up to a frosty chill on Christmas morning this year. I’ll have sun, sea and sangrias, most likely, and just thinking about it makes me feel warm all over. And warmer still as I approach the venue, tummy fluttering at what’s to come. Their hotel is one of the huge towers right in the city centre. An exuberance of the wealthy at this time of year. I click arrived when I reach the revolving doors at the entrance, and step on inside.

Suite 23 the message says in return.

The hotel reception is a festive heaven, with fairy lights and tinsel all around. I stare up in wonder at the massive Christmas tree in the middle of the foyer before I head for the elevators. The angel at the top is quite something. A sparkly little queen with golden wings and a sweet, pretty smile on her face.

She can be my aspiration for this afternoon…

Suite 23 is on floor eight, and I get a little shiver of nerves on the ascent, but they’re nerves of excitement, nothing more than that.

I reach suite 23 and find a do not disturb sign hanging over the doorhandle. There’s a spyhole in the door, so I make sure I’m smiling bright before knocking.

The guy who opens the door is a beautiful specimen of a creature with light brown hair, flicked back with hints of blond. He has short stubble, and his eyes are the kind of blue you see in dreams. Jeez. Plus, on top of that, he’s wearing a tux. A fucking tuxedo, in the middle of the afternoon.

Glory be to God. I do a start backwards as he does the same, both of us staring, transfixed.

“You, um, must be at the wrong door,” he says, but a loud laugh sounds out from inside as he says it.

“No, she’s not.”

The door swings open wider and a taller guy steps up to his side, slipping an arm around his waist as he plants a kiss on his cheek.

“Happy Christmas, Jack.”

Jack. So, the hot mousy blond is called Jack. It suits him.

Jack’s partner is bulkier, and his hair is darker and longer, with a short, dark beard complementing it perfectly. He too is dressed in a magnificent tux, the two of them standing there like they belong in a movie. Absolutely fucking gorgeous.

Jack’s dark-haired partner holds out a hand, and gives me one of those confident handshakes, with both of his hands clasping mine. Authoritative, but warm.

“Pleased to meet you, Holly. Please, come on inside. I’m Eric.”

Jack is still looking on in shock as I step into their suite. He mouths a WTF at his boyfriend, but Eric grins his head off and slaps him on the back.

The term suite is an understatement. The place is massive, with a grand lounge area looking out over the city through full length windows. What an incredible view. Breathtaking. But the guys’ eyes aren’t looking at the London skyline when I turn around to face them. Both of them are looking at me.

“I knew something was up,” Jack says, giving Eric a playful punch in the side. “As if we’d need bloody tuxedos for a coffee downstairs.”

“What can I say?” Eric says. “I wanted to make a good impression for our cute little Christmas fairy.”

They’ve certainly done that.

Jack is still looking shocked as he stares over, his eyes beautiful as he grins. I feel like I really am the angel from the tree downstairs, confidence growing every second. I slip my coat off as they watch me, placing it over the back of the chair at the dresser before doing a curtsy.

“Happy Christmas, guys. Lovely to meet you.”

Their eyes rove over me, both of them scoping me out so intensely I could be onstage at a dirty beauty pageant. My pulse is racing as Jack gives Eric a high five.

“Great choice, baby. I’ll owe you one.”

“You’ll be owing me more than one,” Eric replies. “I browsed the whole fucking site for this beauty.” He looks so pleased as he smirks at me. “I’m grateful you could join us, Holly.”

The energy around these two has me churning up. Eric has a genuine gentlemanly confidence which makes my skin tingle, and Jack looks at him like he’s the most incredible man on earth. It’s a glorious dynamic of love that tugs at my heart.

Jack grabs Eric and plants a kiss on his lips, smiling as he lingers, and it gives me a rush to see them so intimate.

“Thank you. You’re the brightest star in the whole fucking sky.”

“Like I said, you can owe me one.”

“Chalk it up on the board.”

They laugh together before their attention turns back to me.

“Would you like a drink?” Eric asks, and I nod, requesting a mineral water, thanks.

The guys already have a bottle of red open, but I don’t want to get tipsy this afternoon. I want to enjoy every single moment for what it is.

Eric places a hand on my lower back to guide me towards the windows, pointing out the London Eye in the distance. It’s then that I see the huge bed around the corner. Jeez, this must be a super, super, superking mattress from the size of it.

“Jack doesn’t know the finer details of our proposal,” Eric says, smirking at his boyfriend as he hands me my mineral water. “It would be lovely if you’d give him a rundown of what we have planned this Christmas playtime.”

I nearly stumble over my words as I address Jack, but his smile has me smiling right back.

“Ok, so we have some lovely playtime planned. I’ll be watching you guys up close and personal, which will be amazing.”I’m not joking. “We have my wet pussy on offer for your mouths.” I take hold of my tits. “And whatever else of me you want, of course.” I turn around and hitch my dress up, giving them a glimpse of my ass. “I can’t wait to feel you guys fucking me, both at once. Ass and pussy.” Then I pause before delivering the icing on the cake. “And another kind of DP, too. The pair of you in my pussy, both at once.”

Jack’s smile turns into a grin, looking between me and his partner.

“You for fucking real? Two in the pussy?”

“Like I said, I picked well,” Eric says with another flash of adoration.

“You really sure about this?” Jack says to me. “Has Eric shown you a dick pic?”

I shake my head, and Eric swats his words away. “No, I haven’t shown her a dick pic. It’s hardly a big deal.”

“Hardly a big deal?! An ironic choice of words. Maybe you should have, don’t you think?”

Eric rolls his eyes. “I’m not a fucking donkey, Jack.”

Jack laughs. “Not far off.”

“Yeah, well, you’re not so bad yourself.”

“Thank you, sweetie pie. Such flattery. I’m not Donkey Kong though, am I? You are.”

I have to hold back laughing along with them, they are so addictive. I find I’m holding up my hands to reassure them.

“I promise I’ll handle it. Both of you. Donkey Kong with a Donkey Kong sidekick, no problem.”

I find I actually believe it. Right now, it’s true.

I’m surprisingly at ease as Eric grabs his partner by his jacket lapels and pulls him in for a deeper kiss. I’m transfixed as I watch the two of them make out, clit already pulsing at the glimpses of their tongues twisting together. I could put my hand between my legs right here and now, I’m already so horny.

Their kiss is feverish, Jack moaning against Eric’s mouth as he palms his cock through his trousers, and their jackets come off, discarded. Bow ties are tugged free and thrown to the floor.

I could watch these two for ever.

Both guys’ lips are already puffy when they turn their attention back to me. My actions come nearly as naturally as theirs as I pull down the side zip of my dress and shimmy the red velvet down to the floor. I hold my tits up invitingly in my red lace bra as I spread my legs, confident as I stand there in my matching heels.

“Merry Christmas, guys.”

“You go first,” Eric says to Jack. “Play with your pretty little Christmas present. Get over there and finish unwrapping her.”

“Don’t worry. I’m on it.”

I’m ready for Jack’s mouth on mine when he closes the distance, still hot at the way he was kissing his partner with such passion. His hands are straight on my tits once he’s unclipped my bra, roving and playing – my nipples hard against his palms as he rolls them.

I’m already working on instinct, pressing up close with his thigh between mine. I could grind and use his thigh alone to come quite happily, all day long, every day of the year. I wrap my arms up around his shoulders and kiss him like a hungry little bitch, and Jack slips a hand down to rub my pussy through my panties.

“You’re so fucking wet,” he says with a smirk, and I moan for him again.

“How could I not be? You guys are hot as hell.”

“Good job you are so wet, since you’ll need it later.” He turns to Eric, who’s watching us. “Come on over here, baby. I’m missing you already.”

I reach out for Eric as Jack does, both of us beckoning him over with happy giggles. Dirty giggles.

I’m going to enjoy this…

The three of us fall onto the bed together. I don’t know who is stripping who, but within seconds the guys are shirtless – my fingers fumbling at buttons along with theirs, and someone has managed to slide my panties off. Jack urges Eric up and onto me first – despite Eric’s protests – and User 2799 grinds the swell of his crotch against my pussy, his tongue hot and hard against mine as we play.

Jack wasn’t lying.

Eric is huge. This donkey really does have a kong in his pants.

“Come on,” I say, intrigued as hell. “Please, fuck me. Show me how big you are.”

He moves his mouth to my neck. “No, no, no. I want Jack to fuck you first. You’re his present, after all.”

Jack doesn’t argue. He drops his pants, and kicks his shoes and socks off, leaving him totally naked. Eric wasn’t lying when he said Jack wasn’t hung all that bad either. His dick is a lovely length with quite a girth.

“It’s been a while since I’ve fucked pussy,” he says as he takes position on top, hoisting my legs up high. I watch him rub the big head of his dick against my pussy, teasing my slit. I’m whimpering like a slut, working my clit as he slides up and down, using my wetness. I won’t be able to stand the tease much longer…

“Take her, Jack,” Eric says. “Fuck her cunt like a good boy.”

There’s something in Eric’s tone, in his words… something that hitches Jack’s breath and spurs him on. He’s watching Eric, not me, as he slams his cock inside me in one thrust, pistoning his hips like a fucking monster. The chemistry between them is electric. I lie there and take it, soaking in the gaze between the lovers as Jack’s cock pounds me senseless. I can’t move, and I wouldn’t want to if I could. Jack’s got my knees pinned so fucking high above my head, I’m stuck here, and he’s leveraging my pussy for all its worth.

His eyes are hooded, fierce, when they meet back up with mine.

“You’re so damn tight,” he says. “You’ll never take both of us at once. No way.”

I feel a fire inside me. A craving. I nod my head to the contrary, determined.

“I will. I’m so greedy, I don’t care if it hurts.”

“It’ll definitely hurt, believe me. Eric’s cock hurts enough on its own. Time to show you.”

He pulls out of my pussy without warning, and Eric climbs over to take his place, stripped bare himself and ready for action.

Jesus Christ, he really is hung like a donkey. He puts every other User I’ve had to shame, and that’s saying something. He’s so much thicker that I cry out as he fills up the needy hole Jack left behind, but that’s ok. I want it. I need it.

“Harder, yes,” I say, as he picks up pace. “Get me ready for two.”

“We’ve got a long fucking way to go before you’re ready for two,” Eric says, but he slams his hips so hard that they thump against me, flesh to flesh. He grips me even tighter in position as Jack looks on, and there it is again – that electric charge between them. I’m insane, swimming in my own fantasies. I want to see these guys fucking each other. I want to see Jack’s ass struggling to take this beast.

“Give me some,” Jack says to me. “Give me your mouth while Eric takes your pussy.”

Eric yanks me down the bed by my hips and Jack straddles my face, feeding his cock to me. I slurp like a hungry bitch, moaning against the stretch as Eric forces a finger inside me along with his cock.

“She sure is fucking tight,” he says to Jack, and yeah, I am, but I don’t care.

“Do it!” I spit out around Jack’s dick. “Get me ready!”

I figure it’ll be more of my pussy that Eric goes for, but it’s my ass that he squirms two fingers inside this time. The strain has me choking around Jack’s cock, retching with the burn of the stretch as well as the pleasure. But I don’t give a shit. I’m pinned tight, and my clit is tingling, and I want to give these guys the service of their lives.

I choke and retch some more as Eric forces in a third finger.

“Let her up, Jack,” Eric says. “Let her see what I’m doing to her.”

Jack pulls his cock from my throat and lifts my head so that I can watch as Eric’s thick cock plunges in and out of my pussy, but he pulls out after a few thrusts, and I see how far his fingers are buried inside my ass. He twists them as I watch, and then he lines his cock up against them, showing the difference in girth. His cock is at least three times as thick. My eyes must widen as I stare.

“Want to see what’s lying ahead for you?” Eric asks. “Want to watch Jack take me in his ass before you do? He moans like a horny little slut himself when he’s taking it deep.”

“Sure do,” Jack says, and I’m nodding like crazy.

“Hell, yeah. Yes, please.”

The two of them manhandle me to the side so easily. I scrabble to get up close for viewing as Jack takes my place on the bed, flat on his back, raising his legs high.

I’m fascinated as I stare at Eric’s monster cock, slick from my pussy as he lines it up against Jack’s clenching asshole. Jack’s looking up at the ceiling, teeth gritted, and I know this isn’t going to be a gentle fucking.

“Take it, baby,” Eric says, and Jack takes it like a pro, reaching down for his own ass cheeks and pulling them wide.

Eric buries his cock in Jack like a piledriver, so thick that the rim of Jack’s ass gets tugged in and out with every thrust, like he’s being pumped by a plunger. It’s a beautiful sight. Pure, filthy magic.

“Suck Jack’s cock while I do it,” Eric tells me. “Give him a bonus treat.”

Jack grins as Eric guides my mouth to his throbbing dick.

“As if it’s not nice enough already…”

It’s so up close and personal in this position. Eric’s dirty cock grazes my cheek as I suck his boyfriend’s balls and lick up and down the length of him, trying to tease before I please. I take Jack in my mouth, and smell the filthy musk of hot anal, my ears full of the grunts and groans of two men lost to the pleasure. My hand rubs at my wet pussy, fingers hooking inside me as I approach the edge myself, but I don’t want to come yet. I want to come with them inside me. I want to come for them.

I force myself to stop touching myself, and it’s almost in sync with them. Eric pulls out of Jack’s ass, cupping his balls, and Jack scoots up and away, cursing as he pulls out of my mouth.

“Fucking hell,” Eric says, with a dirty laugh. “That nearly got away from me there.”

“Yeah, well, fucking ditto.” Jack laughs back, grimacing as he grips his shaft, and I’m laughing with them, rolling onto my back on the bed.

“Well, that makes three of us,” I tell them. “I was nearly there myself.”

My clit is throbbing like a bastard, it really is. Both guys turn their heads to me, laughing some more as they realise just how worked up I am. I’m not just a playgirl out for the cash, lying back and thinking of England. I’m a slut who loves it.

“You were quite a find,” Eric says, and I nod and lick my lips, scarlet lipstick no doubt long gone by now.

“Yeah. Well. The same goes in return. You two are magic. Absolute magic.”

They share a look, almost telepathic. Jack raises his eyebrows, and Eric nods.

Jack’s smirk is still on his face when he speaks.

“How about we drive you over the edge first? Call it an early reward for you, and a late lunch for us. I dunno about you, Eric, but I’m pretty hungry right now.”

“Sorry, what?” I ask, still catching my breath. “You want to make me come first?”

“We’ll show you magic,” Eric says. “We may be out of practice, but you know what they say. A swimmer never forgets how to swim.”

“Yeah,” Jack says, and yanks me closer. “And a pussy eater never forgets how to eat cunt.”

I stare at him as he lowers himself between my legs with an mmm. His eyes are feasting on my dripping wet slit like I’m the Christmas fairy of his dreams. I won’t be able to take it for long… I won’t… I’m a moaning wreck as soon as he lands his lips on my pussy, not helped in the slightest by Eric sucking at my nipple like a baby on a teat. I don’t know how long I’m lying there as the two crazy hot studs use their mouths on me, holding my legs wide and spread as I come – only to shift the focus to my tits and mouth, kissing me hard before they do it again.

My God, my God, MY GOD. I’m practically delirious after a few rounds, sopping wet and so tender I have no words as they keep on slavering on my cunt like I’m the hottest dessert in the world.

“Stop, please!” I say after coming again. “I can’t… I can’t take much more… it’s too good, my clit can’t take it… I swear!”

Jack’s mouth is next to my ear. “We’re only just preparing you.”

“Fuck,” I say, but I’m already opening my legs back up.

This time they use fingers as well as their tongues, stretching me more and more as they use me. I don’t know or care whose fingers are in my ass and whose are in my pussy, or how many they are using – the crazy spark of my clit is enough that I’ll grip the sheets and happily take the whole of mankind right now.

“Time for Jack’s cock to fill up that sweet cunt of yours,” Eric says, and guides me up and onto his boyfriend, so I’m straddling him. My hands on his shoulders.

I ride Jack until he’s balls deep, bouncing like I’m on a bronco, my tits so tender they hurt with every bounce. I’m fully in the groove when Eric lunges forward and pins me flat against Jack’s chest.

Shit. Here it comes… two at once. I feel Eric’s dick line up against my asshole, Jack’s cock still buried to the balls inside in my cunt.

“Breathe deep,” Eric tells me, and I do as I’m told. Long, slow breaths in and out as the huge fat head of his cock tries to force entry. Tight doesn’t even come close. It hurts like hell the moment he starts.

I cry out, and wriggle until Eric gives me a gentle shh, before he tells me again.

“Breathe deep and slow, Holly. Deep and slow. It’ll hurt, but it’ll be worth it. Trust me.”

I trust him enough that I nod my head, and take another deep breath, letting it out as slowly as I can as he eases his beast inside me. Jack cries out with a fuck, yes as he feels the pressure of Eric’s cock against his – just the wall of my ass and pussy between them.

“Again, breathe deep and slow,” Eric says, and I keep a rhythm of breaths, slow and deep as he edges just a little bit deeper each time. It hurts so much I grimace, sweat pooling all over me, sandwiched by two hot bodies, but Eric doesn’t stop, just keeps his pressure steady as I begin to relax around him. “That’s it, Holly. Almost in. Just a little bit more.”

“Fucking hell,” Jack says, and tenses underneath me. “I’m gonna shoot my load in a minute, Eric, so you’d better get those hips going.”

“Don’t you dare even think about coming,” Eric says.

All three of us are grunting and moaning as Eric begins moving in and out, an inch at a time. I’m heady with the crazy pain as his thrusts get harder, and Jack’s curses get louder, until he’s bucking up underneath me in tandem. My last DP session was nothing like this. This is so feral that I feel I’m going to lose my fucking mind, wanting this with everything I have.

But I want MORE.

I want both of these guys in my pussy. I want them cock to cock. I want them cum to cum, squelching out of me in one filthy slopping mess.

I’m a writhing, squealing wreck as the guys thrust to their peak. Eric’s girth is thrashing the stretch of my ass to breaking point, and Jack is pumping me like a bronco who keeps on bucking from underneath.

My clit is grinding against him, and every spot inside me is triggered to bursting, and I come right along with them, wailing like a banshee, moving as desperately as they do until there is nothing left. We’re left as a pile of sweaty bodies, gasping for breath, gulping in air as the world spins.

Bliss.

I don’t know who starts laughing first, giggling in the headiness, but we’re all at it in seconds, revelling in the comedown. I wail out curses amidst the laughter as Eric pulls out of me, and Jack groans as I rise from his dick. I grip my pussy like I’m torn into pieces, afraid to look, but it’s time to face the music…

I check my hand, and there is a bit of blood mixed with cum, yeah, but nothing catastrophic. Eric takes my hand for a look himself, then runs his fingers between my legs, checking for more.

“Fair play,” he says. “You handled that well.”

“Thank you.” I glow at the bizarre compliment, so bright my eyes must be twinkling. “Hopefully my pussy is as up for the stretch as my ass was.”

“We’ll soon find out,” Eric says, helping me from the bed before pulling Jack up along with us. “Let’s shower off first, and get ready to get your cunt screaming.”

I limp to the bathroom between them, one of my arms linked through each of theirs.

The shower is huge enough to dwarf all three of us under the cascade. Our hands wander happily, all of us soaping each other clean and sharing kisses between a stupid singsong of jingle bells that has me in stitches. Filth and fun. What a perfect combination. Something I’m coming to live by.

We share some red wine in the aftermath – screw mineral water – all of us wrapped in luxurious hotel towels as the London lights glow in the twilight outside. I don’t want to know how much time we have left. I wish it was all night straight.

The guys are still sipping their wine when I put my glass down on the side and drop to my knees between them, pulling their towels down and free. They are hard in seconds, and I take them in my mouth one by one, sharing their cocks like the dirtiest little fairy I can be. Their wines don’t last long before they take control, using my mouth like I’m a doll, back and forth before trying to ram in, both together. Good luck, but I do my best, cheeks bulging.

“Time to test that cunt before we have another explosion,” Eric says, leaning down to take me under the arms.

He hauls me up and lifts me from my feet, delivering me to Jack and his hard cock, ready and waiting. My legs wrap around Jack’s waist, his dick is straight into my sore cunt, where it should be. It feels so right. He leans back against the wall, and I use the support for extra leverage as I bounce up and down. I’m heavy into the groove when I feel Eric step up close behind me. His fingers trail down my ass crack before they align with Jack’s cock.

“Do it,” I say, and Eric does. He uses my own momentum to push two fingers inside my pussy along with Jack’s dick, and it’s sore as fuck, but yet again, I’m past caring. I’m going to take both of their cocks inside me, whatever it takes.

“Is she ready?” Jack gasps, his head tipped back against the wall.

“Not yet.”

I grit my teeth, hissing like a cat as he spreads his fingers alongside Jack’s dick to loosen me up. He’s going to tear me. I can feel it. He adds another finger and keeps on going, and so do I. I keep on bouncing, focused on nothing but keeping my rhythm as I ride his boyfriend.

“Ok,” Eric says, finally. “Let’s do it. She’s as ready as she’ll ever be.”

I’m tingling with nervous excitement as Jack carries me to the bed. He drops down so I’m straddling him, kissing me deep before he wraps me in his arms, taking me with him as he falls flat on his back. Here we go again… but this time it’s not going to be my ass Eric is forcing his way into…

I don’t know how he’s going to do it, or manage it, but I don’t care. I hear a squelch of lube, and I feel the cold wetness smeared right the way between my legs, coating Jack’s dick as I ride him.

“Up and off for a minute,” Eric says, and I hitch myself up so Jack’s cock slides free. More squelches of lube, and my heart is pounding.

Eric positions himself above me, tight and parallel to Jack on the bed – another hot flesh sandwich of the three of us. Only Eric is lower this time. Heavier on my back.

“Now, slowly. SLOWLY,” he tells me.

I feel how the guys are gripping their cocks together as one, and I get it. I’m going to impale myself on two at once. One huge pole of cock.

Slowly doesn’t cut it. I’m barely able to move as I feel the two massive cockheads ready for my pussy. It’s a mountain. A fucking monster.

“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!

I sigh.

She’s right.

Time to move on.

I check my inbox before my cab’s even pulled up at home, scouting through my options until I find one that takes my breath.

One thing’s for sure – there will be no morning after syndrome from this next proposal.

I won’t even get to see his face…