by Tia Siren
He massaged her opening for a moment, lubing his fingers, and then lowered his lips to her clit.
I could tell by the devious smile on her face that she was just warming up.
CHAPTER 16: Mandy
December 24… Present day… Last night…
The moment Tony’s lips touched my clit, I felt a shudder go through my entire body, like an earthquake whose epicenter was in my cunt.
I watched him for a moment through dreamy eyes. He used his thumbs to hold back the hood of my clit and swirled his tongue around the little nub, again sending shockwaves through my body.
He pulled his lips back and rubbed two fingers around my opening. I’d always been a juicer, so his fingers came up covered in my hot oils. As his tongue danced across my clit, he slid the two fingers into my pussy all the way to the knuckle, then out again. As he finger-fucked me, I pointed at his brother.
“You,” I said, already panting, “Come here.”
I directed Terry to come to the right side of the bed. He climbed onto the bed and got on his knees. He held on to the headboard to steady himself.
Terry’s cock was identical to his brother’s. Their cocks weren’t as long as Christopher’s, but they were a good eight-inches and were rock hard, thick and girthy and veiny like a weightlifters arms. Terry’s head looked like a big, purple mushroom. Little drops of pre-cum dropped from the slit.
Other than the thick crop of dark hair on their heads, there wasn’t a hair anywhere on the twins’ bodies. The lack of pubic hair made their cocks look even longer.
Tony was finger-fucking me and sucking my clit, making it hard to concentrate on his brother. I wrapped my fingers around Terry’s cock and started to slowly stroke the shaft from base to tip. Terry closed his eyes and sighed as I leaned my head to the side and took his cock into my mouth. I slowly pumped the shaft and sucked on just the head at first, tasting the salt of his juices on my tongue as I squeezed him into my mouth.
I opened my mouth just enough to let his cock slide in an inch, then two. I kept my lips clenched tightly around the shaft while my tongue worked the underside of the head.
Tony’s finger-fucking increased in intensity, and I felt myself coming against his hand. When my body tensed and I lifted my ass off the bed, he pressed his lips to my pussy and Frenched me, his tongue delving deep inside as I gushed into his mouth. He moaned as I covered his cheeks and chin with my salty cum.
I gave myself a moment to recover, and then I went back to work on Terry’s cock. I pumped the shaft faster and sucked on the head. I felt his body tightening. I slid his entire cock into my mouth and down my throat. I didn’t gag. I never gagged. Practice made perfect, and I had perfected the deepthroat.
Terry exploded into my mouth, gushing great streams of milky liquid across my tongue and down my throat. I kept milking his cock until there was no more to be had. I let his cock slide out of my mouth and looked up at him and smiled.
“Wonderful,” I said with a sigh. Christopher came around the other side of the bed and handed me a fresh glass of champagne.
“More?” he asked.
“Yes, please.” I looked down at Tony, who was wiping his cheeks off on my thighs. I tilted the glass over my pussy and let a bit of the champagne dribble down over my clit. Tony leaned down and licked it off with his tongue.
“Is your cock hard?” I asked him.
“Yes,” he said, leaning up to show me the rigid eight-inch monster stemming from his shaved groin. He took himself in hand and began to stroke his cock. He leaned down to push the head against my clit.
“Fuck me with your big cock,” I said, opening my knees wide. I watched in fascination as the entire length of him impaled my pussy. Another shudder ripped through me as he started sliding in and out, in and out. I was so rapt, I nearly spilled the glass of champagne.
“You,” I said to Christopher, who was standing next to the bed, smiling, his hand sliding up and down his own cock. I poured the rest of the champagne across my tits and smiled up at him. “Come lick this off.”
CHAPTER 17: Christopher
December 24… Present day… Last night…
Sometimes it was as much fun watching other people have sex as it was having it yourself. I stood off to the side and stroked my cock as I watched Mandy take every inch of Terry’s cock into her mouth.
She sucked on the head for a few minutes, and then she started coming. Tony was slamming his fingers in and out of her pussy like a jackhammer. Mandy lifted her ass off the bed and squealed.
She took a minute to recover and then turned back to Terry. She deep-throated him a few times. He exploded in her mouth with a great grunt, and she didn’t waste a drop.
Tony took a minute to wipe off his mouth and Terry sat back on the bed to recover. I just kept stroking my cock, waiting to be invited to the party. It was hard—the waiting and my cock.
Mandy playfully poured champagne over her clit and grinned as Tony licked it off. Then she commanded him to fuck her. He immediately complied, shoving his cock all the way in before bringing it all the way out, and then doing it again. Mandy’s big tits were bouncing on her chest. She looked at me with a grin, showered her tits with champagne, and told me to lick it off.
I lay down beside her and massaged her right breast. The nipple was dark pink and hard between my teeth. Mandy glanced over at Terry and smiled. He got the message. He lay down on the other side of her and began working her left breast, kneading the mound like Christmas cookie dough as he sucked her nipple.
Mandy reached down to find my cock with her right hand. Her left hand found Terry’s cock, which was growing stiff again. She stroked the two of us as we pleasured her breasts.
While my lips suckled her nipple, my eyes were on Tony. He had braced his palms on the bed beside her and stiffened his legs so his cock could ram straight down in and out of her pussy like a pile driver. Mandy bent her knees to bring her ass off the bed to give him a better angle.
Tony’s cock was like a flash as it rammed in and out of her. He started to grunt with each thrust, and the muscles in his shoulders flexed as if he were doing reverse bench presses.
I felt Mandy’s body tense and knew from experience that she was about to come with Tony.
As Terry and I massaged her breasts and licked her nipples, Mandy bucked her pussy against Tony and they came together, him filling her pussy with his hot seed and her overflowing with her sweet juices.
We all sighed.
The night was off to a good start.
CHAPTER 18: Mandy
December 24… Present day… Last night…
I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip as Tony jackhammered his cock into me. I could feel him go all in and then slide out and back in again. I knew it wouldn’t take long for me to come again. Sure enough, in less than a minute I bucked my pussy against him and felt him filling me with his hot milky goo.
Terry and Christopher were sucking my nipples and I had my hands pumping their cocks. I would have loved to have jacked them off so the four of us could all come at once, but I wasn’t that coordinated. With Tony slamming into me and the shudder of my own orgasm, I could barely hang on to their cocks, much less make them come.
I felt Tony go limp between my legs, no pun intended. I let my ass plop back on the bed and took in a long, deep breath. Christopher and Terry continued sucking my nipples, and I still had their cocks in hand, but I needed a moment to breath. I let go of their cocks and blew out a long breath.
“Guys, you have to let me breath,” I said, pushing them back. “Give me a minute.”
“You get one minute,” Christopher said with a grin. “Then it’s my turn.”
“Fair enough,” I said. “Just let me catch my breath. And I need to pee.”
I wish I’d had the good sense to bring a video camera, because this was one night I would want to relive over and over again. I had a great imagination, but videos of myself having sex were much better to masturbate to. I mean, an imaginati
on could only get you so far, but a video could take you all the way.
Then I remembered that Christopher had video cameras installed all over the room, including two cameras above the bed from different angles. I opened my eyes and saw the little red dots flashing through the garland strung across the ceiling, like Christmas lights on a tree. I knew we’d all get copies of this night, so I just sighed and smiled at the camera.
Christopher held out a hand to help me off the bed so I could go to the bathroom. Bless his heart, he still had a raging hard-on. He was the only one who hadn’t had at least one orgasm. I felt bad for him, but I had to pee, and I wanted to wash my pussy off for round two.
I’d been in enough threesomes to know that guys didn’t like tasting or sticking their dicks in another guy’s cum. Fortunately, Christopher had a ten-thousand-dollar toilet with a built-in butt washer and dryer. It was also a great douche, like squatting over a warm geyser to wash out your cooch.
Tony handed me another glass of champagne as I headed for the bathroom. When I closed the door, I saw the boys conspiring. They were grinning and glancing my way. I could only imagine what they had planned. Since it was Christopher’s turn to come, I could only imagine what I was in for when I was finished in the bathroom.
CHAPTER 19: Christopher
December 24… Present day… Last night…
I thought my cock was going to burst by the time Mandy came out of the bathroom, drying her hands on a towel. I knew what she had been doing. Mandy knew that I hated shoving my cock into a pussy filled with another dude’s cum, so she had been cleaning herself off with my fancy Japanese toilet. She loved to straddle that thing and let the little jets of warm water spray clean her pussy. I was glad she’d done it, but like I said, I was about ready to pop.
“So,” she said, walking toward me with that old familiar look in her eyes. She glanced down at my cock and lifted her eyebrows. “It’s your turn, Santa. What do you have in mind?”
I glanced at the twins and they moved to stand on each side of her. Mandy gave me an inquisitive look and licked her lips.
“Do you know what a human swing is?” I asked. Of course she didn’t know, because the twins and I made it up while she was in the bathroom.
“No,” she said warily. “I hope it’s not like a human centipede.”
I grinned. The Human Centipede was a camp movie about a mad scientist who connected people together by shoving their heads up each other’s butts. It was one of my favorite movies, but it was not the inspiration for the human swing.
I nodded at the twins. They leaned down so she could put an arm around each of their necks while they each put an arm around her back. They put their other arm under her knees and lifted her off the floor. Mandy didn’t weigh a buck twenty, and the twins could bench press three times that, so I wasn’t too worried about their backs giving out.
“Oh my,” Mandy said, hanging there between them. “Now what?”
“Now this,” I said, taking my cock in hand and moving in close to her. I was happy to see that the twins and I were the perfect height for this group maneuver. I held my cock steady as the twins brought Mandy’s pussy toward me. I could see by the twinkle in her eye that she understood what was about to happen, and why I’d dubbed it the human swing.
While the twins held her steady, I guided the head of my cock to her pussy lips, and then I took a step forward so the first couple of inches could slide inside her. I put a hand on each one of the twins’ shoulders and said, “Ready, boys?”
The twins just smiled and swung Mandy toward me. Her pussy impaled fully onto my cock. Then they swung her away from me until just the tip was inside her.
“Holy fuck…” Mandy said, her lip quivering. She leaned her head back and sighed. “Holy fuck. Don’t stop.”
With my hands on their shoulders to steady myself, I shoved out my hips so my cock was fully extended. The twins started swinging Mandy back and forth, burying my cock fully into her pussy with every swing. I glanced at their faces. The twins were wide eyed and their mouths were hanging open as they watched my cock go in and out of Mandy’s cunt.
Mandy’s head was rolled back and she was moaning like I’d never heard her moan before. The four of us literally became one as the twins swung Mandy onto my cock and I gripped their shoulders to keep us all steady.
Mandy’s pussy felt amazing on my throbbing cock. I wasn’t used to waiting my turn and didn’t much care for it, but now, as her tight, wet box milked me all the way to my balls, I knew it had been worth the wait.
I didn’t know how long it took, but by the time I felt myself coming, all four of us were sweating like pigs and panting like dogs.
I knew the twins had hard-ons again. I could see them rubbing against Mandy’s ass each time they gave her a swing. I know if I was just watching from the sidelines I’d be pumping my cock like there was no tomorrow. I couldn’t wait to see this on video.
I took my hands off their shoulders and grabbed onto Mandy’s hips, thrusting myself fully into her. I grunted and she screamed as I filled her with hot cum and she met me with a tidal wave of juices that flowed out of her pussy to cover my balls.
Even the twins grunted, and I found out later that they shot their loads just watching me fuck Mandy.
It was no wonder the place was starting to smell like a whorehouse on Saturday night.
And that was just fine with me.
CHAPTER 20: Mandy
December 24… Present day… Last night…
Two words: holy fuck.
No wait, three words: holy fucking shit.
Those were the words that kept running through my mind as the twins swung me onto Christopher’s long cock, giving me the best orgasm of my life.
Honestly, I didn’t think it was going to stop. The shudders just kept coming. At one point I thought my heart was just going to bust and I’d die right there. That would have been fine with me—what a way to go—but how did you explain to the cops that a girl died of an orgasm while riding on the human swing?
Too. Fucking. Funny.
We all needed a break after that one, so Christopher brought up another bottle of expensive champagne and the four of us lounged for a bit on his bed, chatting like the old friends we were.
The only thing remotely odd about it was that we were all still naked and covered in sweat and cum, but why bother getting cleaned and dressed when you’d only have to take your clothes off again when everyone was ready for round two? Or was it round three? Or four?
“She punched you in the fucking nose? Right there on the dance floor?” Tony laughed as he took a drink of champagne.
Terry rolled his eyes. “Dude, you are such a pussy.”
“I’m not a pussy,” Christopher said. “I love pussy. That was the problem.”
Tony grinned at him. “Yeah. Pussies don’t have noses that girls can punch.”
“She hit like a dude,” Christopher said with a grin, rubbing his knuckle over the bridge of his nose. “Anyway, she’s with Patrick now, and I hope they live happily ever after.”
“What about you, Mandy?” Terry asked. “Any special guy on your radar?”
I hesitated for a moment, because I noticed that Christopher’s mood seemed to change at Terry’s question. He frowned at me from behind his champagne glass for a moment and then looked away.
“The only special guys on my radar are in this room,” I said with a sigh.
“We still on for next week?” Tony asked the question innocently enough, but again, Christopher shot me a strange look. I didn’t know what was up with him, but I’d made plans to party with the twins over a week ago, and I didn’t see a reason to change those plans now.
“Sure,” I said, holding up my champagne glass. “As planned.”
“Who are you guys meeting with next week?” Christopher asked, turning the topic to business, his other passion.
I sipped champagne and listened to them talk for a few minutes. The twins were perfectly at ease and
getting drunk.
I was certainly feeling no pain, but Christopher still looked a little tense. I wondered what the problem was, but I wasn’t going to ask.
I was about to use the three of them to make one of my fantasies come true.
There was no way I’d let Christopher ruin that with one of his moods.
CHAPTER 21: Christopher
December 24… Present day… Last night…
Okay, I know, it was stupid for me to be jealous of Mandy and the twins. I mean, we were all sitting there naked with our cocks hanging out like it was no big deal.
We’d all just had sex together and would be having more sex if Mandy had anything to say about it, which she did.
This was her Christmas present. I’d brought the twins here. I’d known what would happen. So what the hell was I thinking? These were three of my favorite people in the world. I loved them and they loved me.
Why should I be upset that they wanted to hang out without me? I was not the goddamn cruise director, for Christ’s sake.
I had no claims on Mandy, and she had no claims on me.
So why was I feeling like a high school boy who just lost his girlfriend to his best pals? Beat the hell out of me.
I just needed to get drunk and fuck some more. Then I’d be all right.
CHAPTER 22: Mandy
December 24… Present day… Last night…
I let the boys talk business for a few minutes while I drank another glass of liquid courage. I’d done just about everything you could do sexually, but there was one thing I had never done. It was the one thing I had fantasized about since losing my virginity to my professor back at San Jose State over a decade ago.
I wanted three cocks inside me at once.
And the three cocks I wanted inside me were attached to the three gorgeous men lying on the bed with me now. I finished off the champagne and leaned over Tony to set the glass on the nightstand.
