12 Days: A Dark Reverse Harem Christmas Romance

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by Dark Angel


  He must feel my pussy walls tightening, though. He responds by driving his tongue deeper and deeper, while I start to feel Simon's massive 12-inch cock probe around my asshole.

  The thought of him spreading that hole open with his man meat sends me over the edge. My whole-body spasms with the throes of my orgasm, my legs clench around Owen's head, my ass cheeks around Simon's cock.

  The orgasm couldn't have lasted more than 30 seconds, but it feels like an eternity. When I finally relax my legs, I hear a gasp of breath from below, and look down to see Owen panting, my juices covering his face. Holy shit, I guess he couldn't breathe! My man deserves a reward, and I am going to give it to him.

  Taking my leg off the arm rest, I bend over in front of Owen, thrusting my ass out for the eagerly awaiting Simon. I can barely get Owen's cock out of his pants before I feel Simon's tongue circling my asshole.

  I take Owen's veiny, rock-hard cock in my hands, rubbing it along my cheek, licking it, and tapping it lightly against my face. I put one hand around it, then the other, and admire what is still left exposed. I reach out my tongue, and swirl around the tip, licking his precum off and teasing him, before greedily shoving it in my mouth as deep as it will go.

  As if on cue, Simon thrusts his man meat deep into my asshole, slowly at first, and waits a moment for the muscles to relax and stretch out. He then pulls back, and it feels like he is pulling out forever, before thrusting back in again, harder, deeper. I moan deeply around Owen's cock, while Owen is pulling my hair to one side of my head, allowing me to look up at him while I suck him off.

  Simon thrusts his cock into me, deeper and faster, his balls slapping my ass. Each time he thrusts, I take Owen's cock a little deeper into my throat. The pace quickens, and I can hear Simon grunting behind me. I will not be able to last long like this, feeling the orgasm start to build within me again. Yes, give it to me, I want it.

  Just when I think he is going to come, he pulls out, and I wait to feel his hot load being shot on my back or to have him turn me around and come in my mouth, but he doesn't.

  I redirect my attention to Owen's cock, taking it in deeper and deeper, sucking so hard I think must be trying to pull the cum out of him. After a moment, Owen reaches around my head with both hands, and pulls me off him. He stands me up before him, and turns me around, lowering me down onto his cock.

  I shudder as his thick lust muscle spreads my slick, swollen lips apart, and enters my pussy. I’ll never get used to how thick he is. I feel each vein pass my pussy lips, as he fills me completely. Holding me by my arms, he leans me forward. I lift myself off of him and ease his cock back into me. Each time a little deeper, a little faster.

  I don’t even realize that my eyes are closed, until I open them, and see Sean and Tristan standing there, each with cock in hand. Tristan comes up to me first. He positions himself in front of me, licks his hand, and rubs it on his cock to make it slick. Then he squeezes my tits together, and slides his man meat between them, locking eyes with me.

  Owen builds some steam behind me, bouncing me harder and harder on his cock. Tristan, standing before me, squeezes my tits tighter, and gets the benefit of each bounce. I can see on his face he is ready to come.

  Yes, I want it. Cover my face with your seed. Give it to me! I close my eyes and get ready to feel his hot brew on my cheeks.

  Owen thrusts hard into me, and I think Oh my god, they are going to come on me and in me at the same time! I wait to feel his cum inside me, but he does not finish. Instead, he pulls my hair to the side, and kisses my neck, already slick with salty sweat. Tristan releases my tits, and pulls my face up to him, kissing me deeply and passionately.

  Owen shifts me up to a standing position, and stands up behind me. They’re both just watching me, but neither will give me what I need. Looking around the room, I’m surrounded by hard cocks, and I need them inside of me. I want to make my men happy, but I need them to fill me now.

  I see Ty and Theo nearby, and go to them. Standing before them, I grab a cock with each hand, and jerk them off. I look over my shoulder while I am doing this, and smile as I see Sean coming up behind me. He gently bends me over, and licks his fingers before massaging my swollen pussy lips and clit; I am still dripping my juices down my leg.

  Satisfied, he pulls his fingers out, and I feel the thick tip of his cock stretch me out again. My eyes close, and as my mouth opens to moan, I feel another cock slide into it.

  I choke for a second, not expecting it, and find Ford before me. He smiles at me, and I try to smile back, but he’s already sliding his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth. Ty and Theo reach under me and massage my breasts, playing with my nipples. Ford grabs a handful of my hair, and uses it to ride my mouth on his cock. Yes, this is what I need! I am in my glory!

  Ford grabs my head with both hands, thrusting himself deep within me, faster and faster. I love the taste of his cock, the feeling of it stretching out my lips and cheeks. Sean is building speed as well. I hear his moans getting deeper, and feel his cock getting harder. I tense my swollen cunt around his cock, and he immediately responds with another moan.

  I squeeze Ty and Theo's cocks tighter, and revel in the sharp intake of breath from each of them. I lean into Ford as he thrusts his cock in my mouth, sucking harder, and hear him exclaim in pleasure.

  "Oh, fuck!"

  This is it. My men are about to blow, and I am going to feel their hot, sticky cum all over my body, inside of me.

  I can feel my own orgasm start to build inside of me again. Sweat pours off the men onto me. I can feel my own travel down my spine. Oh my god, yes, give it to me.

  I try to stave off my orgasm, but I can't hold it anymore. It's too much! I start to come, knowing that it will set off a chain reaction causing them to come also.

  My pussy lips shake and twitch around Sean's cock, and he stops pumping into me with a final thrust. I wait to feel the deep, warmth of his seed in me, but again I am disappointed. I suck down hard on Ford, and he thrusts a final time. Again, I wait for the warm, viscous fluid to be shot at the back of my throat, and again, nothing.

  What the fuck??

  As Sean and Ford pull their amazing cocks out of me, I double my efforts at jerking off Ty and Theo, confident I can get them to cover me with their hot, sticky loads.

  But they have other ideas. Ty picks me up, and turns me upside down. He holds me tightly against him, his face at my pussy, and my face at his cock, my tits pressed against his upper thighs. I feel his eager tongue start to probe my pussy, lapping up my cum.

  I take his cock as deep into my throat as I can get it. He moans into my pussy, and the vibration sends a tingle through my whole body. It feels so good, I inhale sharply through my mouth, the cold air surrounding his cock, which causes him to moan again, starting the whole cycle over.

  Before I can even think about it, I feel Theo's cock behind my head, and realize that he’s positioning himself in front of my ass. I feel his tongue gently swirl around my asshole, lapping up some of the juices that dripped back there when I came. He slowly pushes his tongue into me, stretching the sphincter muscles. It feels amazing.

  I pull Ty out of my mouth and jerk him off again, while I turn my head around to suck on Theo's cock. Ty moans again, and now Theo gets to enjoy the cool air around his cock as I suck air in.

  I switch back and forth between each of their cocks as I feel another wave of orgasm approach. But before I can climax, Ty lets me down. Did he know I was about to come?

  Angry, hungry for cock, empty, and unsatisfied, I seek out my men.

  Nico takes my hand, and lays down on the floor, guiding me on top of him. We kiss passionately, and he maneuvers his thick shaft into my steaming pussy. He pounds me hard, and fast, and I flex my pussy tight around his cock while I ride him.

  As I am grinding on him, he pulls me down on top of him, forcing my ass in the air. That’s when I realize that Finn has taken position behind me. Without warning, he shoves his rock-hard dick into my assh
ole. I squeal with delight!

  I start to lose myself with the two of them pumping hard into me. I am in my glory, both cocks stimulating my g-spot. I close my eyes and think about how this could be any better.

  I feel something on my lips, and open my eyes to see Ethan's enormous love muscle. I reach up and grab his balls, while I greedily suck his cock.

  While the other two men pound my pussy and ass, I take turns sucking Ethan's cock and massaging his balls, and jerking him off while I suck on his sack. Nico and Finn start to grunt louder, and I know that they are both close. There is too much stimulation for me not to be close as well, but I know that they will not let themselves come.

  I decide to come without them, but before I can, they both stop. This is not fucking happening!

  I want to scream, but instead I dedicate myself completely to Ethan's cock, determined to make him come. But his self-control was too great, and he stops me before he climaxes. Fucker!

  I lay on the floor, exhausted, frustrated, and unsatisfied, but still needing them. This is too much for me, now.

  I want to cry, but I feel someone take my hand, and look up to see Easton there. He pulls me up, and gently traces my curves with his fingertips. I try to grab his cock and bend over to suck it, but he stops me. He pulls me to my feet fully before him, and kisses me. Passionate and tender, his tongue probes deep within my mouth, his hands gently exploring my body.

  I feel another set of hands on my back, and turn to find Tate behind me. He kisses me as well, not letting me just grab him and force him into any of my throbbing holes. The two men shower my body with kisses and affection, running their tongues along my shoulders, neck, ears, tickling me as they find new places that make me smile and giggle.

  Tate kneels behind me, kissing both of my ass cheeks and upper thighs, making his way down to the spot behind my knees. I giggle as his tender kisses tickle me too.

  Easton faces me, and lifts me with his powerful arms. He looks up to my face, and kisses me deeply as he lowers me onto his girthy cock. I can feel my pussy lips spread before him, and the relish his cock as he enters me, inch by inch.

  My body shudders as he fully penetrates me, and he holds me there for a moment, kissing me. I wrap my legs around his back and my arms around his neck, and using my hips, grind up and down on his cock. He moans into my mouth as he is kissing me.

  He reaches behind me, supporting my lower back, and I feel Tate pulling my arms back. The two of them lean me backward all the way, till I am parallel with the floor, facing the ceiling. I feel so vulnerable in this position, but I trust my men, and give myself over to them, mind body and soul.

  Tate opens my mouth, and slides his cock down my throat. I reach behind him, and grab on to his tight ass to support myself. As I pull him closer, Easton thrusts into me, and both men fill me to their balls.

  They hold this position for a moment, filling me completely. I’m so happy, a single tear escapes my eye. As it falls, the men both pull back and thrust forward again, in time with each other.

  Tate reaches down to my breasts, pushing them together, then letting them flop back out to the sides. He massages the tissue around each breast, and it feels amazing. Easton massages my lower back as he is holding me.

  The men continue their thrusting in time with each other, somehow keeping the rhythm as they speed up and thrust harder, eleven quick thrusts, followed by seven slow thrusts. I feel the familiar start of my own climax build within me, though it is different this time.

  I feel warmer, I think. There is a heat building in my core. I want it come out so bad, but I fear they won't let me finish this time either. The men continue to thrust into me, and my passion builds. I steel myself for what I suspect will be another disappointment.

  Faster and faster they pump into me. Oh God, this feels so good! I wish they would let me come! Please let me come!

  Deeper and harder, they thrust. I can barely contain myself. I wait for them to stop, but they don't.

  "I'm going to come," I mumble from around Tate's cock. They ignore me, thrusting away into me, grunting, straining, pushing, fucking.

  Oh my God, I can't hold it back. They’re not stopping. Oh my God.

  "I'm coming!" My pussy spasms, my legs twitch and almost come loose. Still, the men do not stop. They continue to pump away.

  My orgasm continues to build, even after I started coming, even after my body struggles to complete it, spasming again and again, legs and arms twitching moaning, screaming! Oh God! They are still not stopping! Oh fuck, yes!

  Their tone changes. It is deeper, more guttural. I know that they are getting close, and I’m still coming. I try to tighten my pussy around Easton's cock, even through the orgasm. The look on his face suddenly changes. I suck on Tate's cock harder, and feel him stiffen more.

  They’re going to come. I wait for them to pull out of me, but they show no signs of stopping. They just keep pumping, harder, faster, deeper.

  Suddenly, I notice the rhythm start to change. Easton falters a bit, then moans deeply. Tate does the same soon after. Both men thrust one final time, thrusting into my mouth and pussy at once, and I feel the warmth shoot into me from both ends at the same time. It thrills my entire body, and sends me into another full orgasm.

  The two men set me down on my knees, as my appendages twitch and refuse to function. Opening my eyes, I see the other ten men, standing around, cocks at full attention, furiously jerking them off to me.

  One by one, they each have an orgasm, and shoot their delicious cum at me. I hits me in the face, on my stomach, my legs, my back, it's in my hair, on my arms. This is what I wanted so bad, this is what I needed, and as I feel it hit my skin, I feel the orgasm start again.

  Oh my God, I’m still coming! There is cum everywhere! I laugh deliriously, trying to catch some more in my mouth, even as my body still twitches in the final throws of the most incredible orgasm I have ever had. As I lean, my knee slips in a puddle of cum that has already dripped out of me and down my leg. I slide to the floor, laughing.

  Once there, I roll around in the cum, spreading it everywhere on my body, smearing it with my hands, running my fingers through cum-laden hair, licking it off of every surface I can reach.

  Half delirious, I lay on my back, and pretend to swim in it. I change my mind, and decide to make a cum angel. As the last drops hit me, I use my finger to wipe it off of my body, and then I lick the finger clean.

  I get some of my own juices as I reach for the cum dripping out of my pussy. I look up and see the twelve sets of eyes set in twelve satisfied, smiling faces, watching me as I put my cum-drenched fingers in my mouth.

  Completely satisfied, all I can think to say is:

  "I taste delicious."

  Chapter 22

  Alyssa

  If any part of me was still doubting it, it’s gone now; this is what I want, and there’s no better time for it to be happening.

  I find myself often brimming with lust these days, like a Christmas stocking mounted in a nice, warm spot above a roaring fire, stuffed generously with thoughtful presents.

  Twelve smitten executives are the reason for that. I’m having fantasies like I’ve never had before, and they’re coming true almost instantly.

  There’s no way this is wrong, because nothing’s ever felt so right.

  As I wander the monumental hallways of True Love on my eventual way outside, I feel flushed, thoroughly satisfied and positively glowing with the spirit of the season.

  Both the season of the year—in a giddy way that I haven’t felt since I was a child—and the season of my life.

  I expect to feel that December chill the moment I step outside, but the warmth of my own burgeoning spring awakening is enough to keep me going near round. I feel wonderful and giddy.

  I’m just joyfully drifting through the enormous corporate headquarters, and before I know it, I find myself in the lobby, walking straight towards the exit.

  “Have a great day,” I blurt out to the se
curity guard. He doesn’t respond, but simply having that interaction heightens my mood even more.

  It’s not even that cold as I step outside. The sun’s flooding the area around True Love in unseasonable warmth, with a weak breeze carrying just the hint of a chill, a little bite to remind everyone of the winter approaching.

  I’m loving the taste of bitter cold mixed with the sunshine, but hearing my phone start vibrating, rattling everything surrounding it in my purse, while loudly screaming its ringtone destroys the vibe.

  I know it’s one of the most famous classical pieces in history, but hearing Beethoven being approximated through a cheap ringtone is a far cry from hearing Beethoven played on a Steinway grand in a hushed concert hall.

  I stop dead in my tracks to fumble through my purse. It’s not that I’m determined to answer my phone, but I am dead-set on silencing it, so I can continue to enjoy this marvelous afternoon.

  As I push aside my makeup bag and tissues to get at my squawking telephone, I start thinking that I might just have a nice conversation ahead of me. This is the time of year when family members and a few old friends I don’t hear from very often, contact me out of the blue to catch up and reminisce.

  Okay, I’ve spotted the phone, still caterwauling away and creating an ungodly racket while resting facedown in my purse.

  It’s been ringing a little while, now. I’m probably on the right track with my notion of who could be calling, since they’re clearly anxious to talk and they’re not giving up easily…

  Oh.

  I haven’t even had a chance to look at the screen to know who it is, but I suddenly have a strong feeling this is not the warm friendly call I was speculating a few seconds ago. I still pick up the phone and turn it over, since now I want to be wrong.

  I look at the screen, announcing the incoming call. I’m not wrong.

  It’s work.

  I’m less than ecstatic about that, but I’m also less than thrilled at myself for, momentarily, forgetting what I’m really here for.

 

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