“I have no doubt about that.” Zach exhaled sharply and traced my lips with his finger.
“You know what happens to naughty girls.” Andy rubbed my ass and gave me a light smack.
“Yep—that’s what I’m counting on.” I gasped and moaned.
We moved to the bedroom and their hands traveled along my curves, pulling off my clothes with very little hesitation. I was grateful for any moment with them, especially when I thought the previous night was going to be our last. Every second was a gift that was better than any Christmas present—a true Christmas miracle. I was so wet and turned on by the time I was undressed that I was practically trembling with desire. I wanted more than I did the first night—because I knew it wasn’t going to be the last. There was no timeline in front of us ticking towards the eventual end. I was going to be in their arms as often as possible from the moment we were in until eternity consumed us. That was the best feeling in the world—to know that the two men exploring my body with their hands and lips didn’t want to stop. We found our own version of perfect in a relationship that few would actually understand.
“Have I been naughty enough for the switch tonight?” I wrapped my arm around Andy and grinned.
“I thought that was a little more painful than you liked.” He put his hand on my thigh and pressed his lips to my neck.
“It was different, but one wasn’t enough for me to find out if I liked it or not.” I pulled away and crawled onto the bed.
“I’ll grab your stocking.” Zach walked towards the living room, chuckling under his breath.
“You might have been naughty enough for Zach to punish you tonight.” Andy leaned across the bed and rubbed my ass. “He’s not normally into that sort of thing.”
Zach returned with the stocking, but he didn’t just pull one out—he took one switch for himself and handed one to Andy. They were both going to punish me. The thought of that made me tingle from head to toe. I couldn’t wait to spend a lifetime learning how much I enjoyed the combination of pain and pleasure with the both of them. They started off teasing me, letting the long, slender pieces of hickory rub against my skin with nothing more than a couple of light taps. That was enough to make me squirm, just thinking about the sting that would come with the first stroke of momentary agony landed. I moved my body against the wood, trembling and squirming as I prepared myself for the sting. I didn’t have to wait long—and to my surprise, Zach was the first one to raise the switch high in the air.
SWISH-CRACK, SWISH-CRACK
“Oh wow!” I exhaled sharply as Zach landed a quick swing, followed by one from Andy that crisscrossed the first mark.
“Did you like that?” Zach rubbed the spot where his switch has landed.
“Yes.” I moaned and shifted my weight until his finger was against my pussy. “Especially when I get a little bit of that after it.”
Zach rubbed my pussy for a few seconds and then the switch came again. The sharp sting was exhilarating. It really wasn’t the same as being spanked. The sharpness of the sting didn’t leave much hurt at first, but after I got a few, the sting started to persist for little longer. Having their fingers exploring my wetness to find out just how turned on it made me was enough for them to see that I didn’t want them to stop. I was pretty sure my ass was going to look like a candy cane by the time they were done, but I couldn’t control my own urges. I still didn’t understand why it made me so wet, but I wasn’t going to question it—especially since I had two men willing to take me to the depths of pleasurable pain without truly hurting me. I could tell by the bulges in the front of their pants that both of them were just as turned on as I was by what they were doing to me.
SWISH-CRACK, SWISH-CRACK
“Have you been punished enough.” Zach ran his finger along the spot where the switch had just landed.
“Maybe a few more—just a little bit harder.” I moaned and bit down on my lip. “Since I’ve been such a naughty girl.”
SWISH-CRACK, SWISH-CRACK, SWISH-CRACK, SWISH-CRACK
“Oh god!” I fell forward against the mattress and felt the pain course through my body.
“If we don’t fuck you soon, you’re going to orgasm before we even get started.” Andy tossed the switch on the floor and crawled into bed.
“I don’t want you to take turns tonight. I want both of you at the same time.” I gasped and lifted my ass back off the bed.
“We’re not going to say no to that Christmas present.” Zach slid his hand along my leg as he joined us on the bed.
Andy started kissing my neck and Zach pushed apart my punished cheeks. He rubbed my pussy and forced a finger inside of me until it was saturated with my lust. My untouched hole was theirs for the taking, and I couldn’t wait to find out how good it felt to have both of them inside me at the same time. It was a strange desire, but one that I was sure they could turn into a night I would never forget. Zach loosened me up with the finger that was inside my pussy while his tongue provided more lubrication, and then slowly inserted a second. It hurt, but I could feel my ass stretching for what would eventually be pushed inside it. Zach worked quick but gave me time to adjust. Andy ran his lips and tongue around my ear while tracing my neck, which kept me tingling the entire time. Once Zach had two fingers easily moving inside me, Andy dropped down on the bed and I straddled him.
“I bet you’re going to love finding out how hard you cum with both of us inside you.” Andy rubbed my pussy and guided me towards his cock once he had a condom on.
Zach slid a condom on his length as well and I felt him pushing between my punished cheeks. The head pushed past the band of resistance at the entrance of my ass and I grimaced when the pain of being stretched came with it. I tried to get some pleasure by slowly grinding on Andy’s cock, just trying to take my mind off it. I couldn’t move much or else Zach wouldn’t be able to enter me easily, but having Andy against my g-spot provided some relief. Zach started going deeper and stretched my untouched hole around his incredible girth. Every inch came with a few seconds of adjustment, and then he pushed a little more. It was different from the pain I felt when they took my virginity because there wasn’t as much pleasure from having my ass penetrated—not at first. After several minutes of agony, Zach was far enough in for Andy to start thrusting upward, and then I felt the first twinges of real pleasure.
“Oh!” My eyes opened wide and I dug my nails into Andy’s shoulder. “That—feels really good.”
“It’s going to get even better.” Zach pushed deeper and then started to slowly thrust.
Zach was very careful with me until my ass adjusted to taking his entire length. Once he gave me several gentle thrusts, he picked up the pace while Andy continued to drive his cock into my pussy. The combination quickly went from simply pleasurable to absolutely orgasmic. Their thrusts were timed so that both were going into me at the same time, and since they were twins, their cocks were identical in size. Having both of them go deep inside me made my body shake with bliss. The pace quickened and then they truly started to hammer me. I loved the way it felt. The pressure that built up inside me as my orgasm loomed was stronger than any orgasm I had with just one of them inside me. It made everything feel tighter and the pressure pushed against them as they slammed their gorgeous bodies into mine.
“You’re gonna make me cum!” I threw my head back and a squeal rushed across my lips.
“Hold out as long as you can.” Andy grabbed my hair and growled into my ear. “We’re both going to cum inside you at the same time.”
“God yes!” I squealed louder.
“You’re so fucking tight—it’s going to be incredible.” Zach leaned forward and growled into my other ear.
I stayed on the edge of my building orgasm as long as possible. Andy had taught me a little bit of control, but it was hard to keep the flood of bliss from coming with both of them sending pleasure shooting through my veins. Andy was the first one to start really throbbing, but Zach wasn’t far behind him. I bit down on m
y lip for a second, but the currents of euphoria forced my mouth open. I felt them both pulsate—Andy against my g-spot and Zach buried in my tightest hole. I couldn’t hold back any longer. My muscles tightened, my toes curled, and the pressure burst like a balloon that had been popped inside my body. I screamed with ungodly bliss as they drove themselves into my spasming holes. I felt them start to cum and that immediately triggered another orgasm—one that was the most powerful of all they had given me during our time together.
“Harder!” I screamed as loud as I could. “Fuck me harder!”
They didn’t hesitate to oblige my request. They were thunder and lightning shaking and striking me at the same time. My eyes were forced closed as my soul ripped from my body and floated in the cloud of bliss they created. My second orgasm was just the beginning. Their pulsations of lust just kept forcing orgasms and even when they were spent, they kept going until the last surge of euphoria had shattered my frame. I felt like I was going to pass out when the adrenaline started to fade. I slumped against Andy and Zach crashed on the bed beside us once he withdrew his cock from my ass. There were no words to say—we had chased our pleasure to the depths of eternity and we were stuck in the afterglow of passion until we could recover. The best part was that I no longer had to worry about the future. We were together—and nothing was going to pull us apart again.
Epilogue
Holly
Almost one year later
“I love it.” I nodded to Zach as he slid on his Santa coat. “It’s perfect.”
“It isn’t as the good as the one Dad has, but it’ll do for now.” Zach beamed with pride and reached for his Santa beard.
“I swear, this elf suit is worse than the one you made me wear last year!” Andy walked into the room wearing nylon stockings and a skin-tight shirt.
“You love it.” Zach looked at his twin brother and chuckled.
It had been an interesting year. We spent as much time together as possible before Christmas vacation was over after they came back to me, and then we were forced to go our separate ways when the holiday season was over. I got to see just how amazing Zach truly was about a month after they left and I realized my period was late. We made one mistake—one instant of passion that could have been the reason—and he was on the first flight to Atlanta once I told him. He wouldn’t even let me take the pregnancy test on my own. It was negative, which really was good news, but I realized in that moment that he was going to be an excellent father when the time did come. It was definitely in our future because they both wanted children, and I couldn’t wait until we finally had that opportunity.
Andy and Zach visited me as much as their schedule would allow, and when they graduated, I was able to be there to see them walk across the stage. I met their parents, which I thought would be awkward considering our unusual relationship, but they were more than accepting of what we had. That gave me the courage to tell my own parents, who weren’t quite as responsive, but after the tears were over, they said they would love me no matter what. After they met Andy and Zach, their worries seemed to dissipate because they saw how much the twins truly did care about me. After Andy and Zach graduated, they moved to Atlanta just like they said. Andy started applying to law school and Zach found a job at an investment firm.
Spending the holidays with Andy and Zach’s family was amazing. Their Dad really was the embodiment of Santa Claus. He had spent the entire year securing financial support for the orphanage, and they were going to have an incredible Christmas—probably one that would rival the previous year. Their Mom had just as much holiday spirit as he had, and I hoped I would have the kind of lifelong love they had. She was willing to follow her husband to Georgia, just so he could pursue his dream, although she landed on her feet. The company she worked for let her still keep her job, do most of her work from home, and she flew back a few times throughout the year when it was required. None of my newfound excitement for the holidays wore off on my parents, and they already had another trip planned, but that was okay. It just gave me more time to spend with Andy and Zach, which is exactly where I wanted to be.
“Okay, I guess I should put on my elf suit.” I reached down and picked up the suit from the chair. “Who is going to help me change?”
“I volunteer.” Andy turned to me and chuckled.
“I have a feeling it’s going to take a long time to make sure it fits just right.” Zach tossed his Santa beard to the side and chuckled.
“You better make it quick. We have orphans waiting.” I giggled and started walking towards the bedroom.
“This is the kind of naughty behavior that got you more switches in your stocking this year.” Andy walked up behind and me and squeezed my ass. “You can’t even stop distracting us long enough to go help some poor orphans have a good Christmas.”
“It’s not my fault you can’t keep your hands to yourself.” I leaned back against him and sighed.
“That makes two of us.” Zach tossed his Santa coat next to the bed and pulled me close.
And for the second year in a row, I had the best Christmas ever.
The End
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Small Town Seven: Sneak Peek
Samantha
My lips formed the words to the song on the radio, belting out a terrible rendition of the only song I knew by John Mellencamp. All I had been able to pick up since I got close to Granite Falls was one station playing classic rock—at least I knew the words to Jack & Diane—most of them anyway. I stumbled over the parts I didn’t know and tossed in some random lyrics that sounded sort of right.
Yeah, yeah—that word.
I didn’t know much about Granite Falls. I had been there once when I was a kid, but I was too young to really remember the visit. It was my father’s home town but he was in no condition to deal with my grandmother’s estate after she passed. I agreed to go in his stead, pick my grandmother’s ashes, and tend to whatever remained of his childhood home. I wasn’t expecting much. My father had described the place as little more than a dirt farm with a shack sitting in the middle of it. There was nobody to contest the will since my father was her only son and everything was left to him. I hoped I could sign some paperwork, transfer the deed, and be on my way. If my father wanted to sell the place or do something with it, he could do so after he recovered from his latest health scare.
Yeah, that word too…
My lips keep bopping along with the words and then I heard an audible pop that was louder than the radio. A second later my car was jerking to the left, and the shaking was barely within my control. “What the…”
I had kept the gas pedal on fifty-five since I wandered into the thirty-five mile per hour speed zone. It was a long stretch of road that connected the interstate to Granite Falls and I hadn’t seen anything but trees for miles. As soon as I heard the grind of metal and pavement, I realized I had a blowout. My car rolled into the left lane and I pulled it back to the right before letting it slowly decelerate towards the side of the road. I quickly unfastened my seatbelt and got out of my car. The tire was blown and the pavement had chewed up a good bit of the rubber along with the edges of my rim. It didn’t look good but my situation looked worse. I dug through my purse and found that I didn’t have any bars on my cell phone. Even the radio had went to static as if it gave up on me as well. I certainly didn’t like the idea of dragging my jack out of the trunk to get my two-thousand-pound automobile off the ground so I could change the tire, but it looked like that was my only option.
Change a tire. I’ve seen this done before. How hard can it be?
I hit the button to release my trunk and sat my suitcase on the ground beside the bumper. I pulled back the carpet to reveal the secret compartment underneath it with my jack and my spare tire—which was nothing more than a donut. It wasn�
�t going to get me home, but it would get to me to Granite Falls, which was all I cared about at the moment. I went through the painful process of removing the jack without breaking a nail and then started messing with the screw holding the donut in place. I started trying to twist it and found it was stuck. I gave it several turns, but all I managed to do was tear a bit of skin off my finger. My frustration grew and I grabbed the tire iron, trying to finagle it as a lever. Another attempt was made and then I felt the nail on my index finger snap. It broke at the tip of my finger in a jagged pattern, causing me to recoil and shake my finger. As I gritted my teeth to give it another try, I heard a roaring motor behind me. I turned to see a motorcycle approaching and as it got closer, it seemed to be slowing down.
Well, I’m either going to get murdered or helped—let’s hope it’s the latter.
The large black motorcycle came to a stop several yards behind my car. The engine roared for a moment and then went quiet as the rider hit the kickstand with his boot. I turned to face the motorcycle as the rider stepped off and started removing his helmet. The helmet came off to reveal shoulder length blond hair and a thick beard of matching color. He put his helmet on his motorcycle and started walking towards me, holding his hand against his forehead to keep the sun out of his eyes. He was dressed in a white t-shirt, a black leather vest, and a pair of blue jeans that sat on top of black motorcycle boots. The first thing I noticed were the tattoos which ran up both arms creating a full sleeve—the second thing I noticed was the insanely large biceps that the ink was decorating.
“What’s the problem?” His tone had a bit of a southern edge to it and sort of reminded me of the way my father would drag out some of his words.
“The tire went flat.” I grimaced and pointed. “I’m trying to change it.”
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