Stocking Stuffers: A Santa’s Coming Short Story

by Olivia Hawthorne

  They grumbled through the entire meal at the change in menu, but when they were leaving Lee paused and gave me an envelope.

  “From the four of us, for all the trouble we give you all year,” he said and looked down. “Normally we’d give something to your dad, but…well, you know.”

  “Thanks,” I replied and took it from him.

  I waved at the other three and called thank you as they left.

  They waved back and Ellen even said, “It was delicious, by the way.”

  It didn’t matter how much money was in there, it truly was the thought that counted. They were all retired and had very little between them, so the thought of them giving any of it up for me meant so much.

  The rest of the morning was slow, it wasn’t unusual though. Most of the town was spending time with their families or on vacation.

  I busied myself tidying up and told George to have the day off when he popped in around noon to bring a couple trays of baking from his wife, Anna.

  “You’re looking radiant,” he said though. “Is something going on?”

  I shook my head and sputtered, “No, nothing. Why would you ask that? It must be the French Roast coffee, it has more caffeine or something.”

  “Sure, that’s what it must be,” he chuckled before he left.

  I relived the memory of the night before, my night with my fantasy twins, over and over in my head and had to admit something to myself.

  I was sad that they hadn’t contacted me, that they hadn’t come in for breakfast or even lunch.

  Right in the middle of me feeling sorry for myself, the bell jingled and the door opened.

  And in walked Logan and Sterling Murphy like they owned the place.

  Because they knew they owned me.

  If they wanted me.

  This time they took a seat at the counter and watched as I sauntered up to them, doing my best to not look like an over sexed horn dog ready to jump them both and bang them hard.

  “Hey Millie,” Logan drawled. “You’re looking good.”

  “Not bad for a woman who had a night like that,” Sterling added and winked at me.

  I blushed but couldn’t deny, it had been a night to remember.

  “What can I get you guys?” I asked.

  “Nothing, we just wanted to stop in to let you know we were all finished with our business in town,” Sterling said.

  My stomach dropped and I hated the thought of going back to my boring, lonely life.

  “What business was it?” I asked, wanting to keep them here longer by talking.

  “Opening the old ski hill,” Logan said. “Looks like we might be hanging around here a little more than usual.”

  “Around town or around the restaurant?” I asked, secretly thrilled at the thought of seeing more of them.

  “Well, that depends,” Logan said.

  “Depends on what?” I asked.

  “On how much you want to see us,” Sterling laughed. “You never were this dense in the old days, Mills, do we have to spell it out?”

  “I don’t know what you’re getting at,” I snapped back, only hearing his insult. I wasn’t being dense.

  “You’re not married and you never have been,” Logan said. “We’re not married and never have been.”

  “We’ve always been attracted to you, and we know you’ve always wanted us…both of us…” Sterling said.

  “So we want to see more of you and find out what happens,” Logan added.

  “Why me?” I asked, stunned at their confession. “And what are you talking about? You guys were such jerks to me back in the day. You always had throngs of hot city girls hanging off you.”

  “Only to make you jealous,” Logan chuckled. “It drove us nuts how hard you avoided us after that night we kissed.”

  “We thought you liked us, but then you stopped talking to us all together,” Sterling said.

  “You guys were so hot! I felt so embarrassed by what I wanted.”

  “So what’s changed now?” Sterling asked.

  “Why are you okay with both of us at once these days?” Logan asked.

  “I’m older,” I replied. “Hornier maybe.” I giggled and shook my head. “Actually I just realized I don’t care what people think.”

  We all laughed at our stupidity, but the reality was that their business was done so they were leaving town…but they promised to come back and see me really soon.

  I felt even more alone after they kissed me chastely on the cheek and left.

  I hated that I wanted them, and hated that I was so alone.

  I handled the couple more customers who graced my diner that day and closed up shop a little early.

  It was pitch black and the snow was falling on the drive home, once again I enjoyed the lights along the way.

  Turning into my driveway I noted that it had been plowed again and wondered if the twins were back…but remembered they’d told me they were leaving.

  A girl could dream though, couldn’t she?

  My dream had come true once, it could happen again.

  To my amazement when I drove up to my house, it was filled with beautiful lights.

  Christmas lights of all colors lined the roof and sides of my little home and the garage, and two big pine trees in the front yard were glowing with gorgeous strands of light.

  I parked in front of the garage and grinned like a crazy woman when I saw the Murphy’s big truck already parked there.

  “Those two,” I said under my breath, my smile splitting my face from ear to ear.

  I hopped out and both men dashed out of my house, stopped and Logan said, “You’re home!”

  “Yes,” I replied, walking towards them. “Why do I suddenly feel like I’m heading into a trap?”

  Sterling laughed and grabbed my hand. “No trap, just a surprise, baby girl.”

  They dragged me into my own home and I was stunned to find a gorgeous Christmas tree filled with lights, with stacks of presents underneath, a roaring fire in the fireplace, with drinks and dinner already on the table.

  “I could get used to this,” I marveled as they helped me out of my winter jacket and boots.

  “You might have to,” Logan said with a grin.

  “Are you going to tell her or should I?” Sterling asked.

  “Tell me what?” I demanded.

  “Guess what?” Logan said in an excited voice. “We’re moving here permanently.”

  “As in forever?” I asked.

  “Yes, as in forever. We miss this place, and with our plans for the ski hill getting so big we decided it’s better if we’re on site to see them through.”

  “Wow,” I replied and shook my head. “That’s really big news.”

  “Are you okay with it?” Logan asked.

  “God yes, it’s amazing news!” I replied. “It’s great news! Wow!”

  “Now let’s eat,” Logan said, gesturing at the table. “You need to keep your energy up…we have so much planned for you.”

  We ate, drank and talked about old times. It was weird to hear their point of view on everything, how they’d noticed me becoming distant and cold and had taken it as me being uninterested in them.

  So they’d acted immaturely and tried to make me jealous.

  But I was too stubborn for that to work, so they’d gone off to the city to finish school and start their business. But they’d always talked about me over the years, in between their own girlfriends, one night stands or after threesomes with one or two women here and there.

  And they’d always wondered what happened to me, so when the chance to redevelop the ski hill, they knew they had to do it. They knew they had to see me again.

  After dinner we moved back to the couch near the fireplace and continued on our bottle of wine.

  Logan poured me another glass, and I didn’t know if it gave me liquid courage or what, but I took a deep drink and made a choice.

  I set the glass down and turned to look at them.

  “I want yo
u both,” I said, looking from Logan to Sterling. “I’ve wanted you both for a very long time.

  I slipped off the couch onto my knees on the floor and reached for them.

  They helped me take off their pants, one by one, and I soon had two gorgeous sculpted examples of male perfection sitting on my couch with their matching massive, thick cocks waiting for me.

  Waiting for everything I’d ever wanted to do with two of them.

  I gripped one in each hand and began to pump slowly.

  I crawled towards Logan first, licked his cock head and sucked on it gently while playing with Sterling’s.

  Logan groaned and Sterling moaned and I felt so powerful and beautiful with them in my control.

  It was everything I’d ever dreamed of, and everything I’d ever wanted.

  And it was happening to me, right in front of me, right at the tips of my fingers.

  And I was falling hard for them, the Murphy twins.

  Chapter Five

  “Fuck yes, baby girl,” Logan growled as my mouth hungrily slurped at his stiff dick.

  “That’s our girl,” Sterling said, pulling my hair back and holding it in his hand. “Suck his dick, baby girl, suck it good.”

  I bobbed up and down and felt his precum fill my mouth, slick along my lips and salty on my tongue.

  “Suck my brother,” Logan said and pushed away a little. “Give him a feel of your hot fucking mouth.”

  I immediately moved to Sterling and began sucking him off, slurping on his cock just like I’d done for his brother.

  The glow of the Christmas lights gave everything a dreamy feeling, as if we were underwater, far away from reality.

  I sucked them both off, back and forth, until they couldn’t stand it anymore.

  “I need your cunt,” Sterling said at last, pulling me off. “I want to fill your pussy and flood your cunt with my seed.”

  “God yes,” Logan added. “Let us fuck you, baby girl. I want to see your pussy dripping with our cum.”

  I stood in front of them and teased them by removing my clothes slowly. I put on a little dance for them, twisting my hips and shaking my ass.

  Logan was the first to act, he pounced on me and said, “Your ass is like a red flag in front of a bull.”

  I giggled but he picked me up and set me down on my hands and knees in front of the tree. I wasn’t laughing when he got behind me, split me wide and buried his face in my pussy from behind.

  “Oh my god,” I gasped and he tongued my soaking wet slit eagerly. “Oh that feels good.”

  He stopped and laid down on his back, pulled me on top of him and drew me down for a kiss.

  I bent forward and our mouths met, our bodies melted together and I ground myself against him.

  He put his hands on my hips and lifted me a little, I felt the head of his cock pressing against my entrance and I spread my legs apart to let him slip inside.

  “I’ve been waiting for this for years,” he rasped and his hands grasped my hips hard and thrust upwards.

  I cried out as he split me apart and filled me up with his thick, throbbing cock.

  I gasped as Sterling joined us on the floor under the Christmas tree, sliding his hand down my back and cupping my ass as his brother fucked me from below.

  “I need some of this,” Sterling said and squeezed me, pulling me a little closer to him.

  “Fuck,” Logan exhaled as he slipped inside of me. “You won’t believe how tight she is, how good this feels.”

  “You lucky bastard,” Sterling replied and squeezed my ass again. “I can’t wait for this, fuck, I can’t wait.”

  “Take what’s yours,” I moaned. “Take me, make me yours…I want you both inside of me.”

  I didn’t know where such a wanton desire had come from, I didn’t know where the need to be filthy and used by them had come from, but I didn’t care.

  All I cared about was them, and me…using my body and taking anything they wanted from me.

  “You’re so hot, Mills,” Logan said and moved behind me. “So fucking hot. There’s never been another woman like you, never been anyone else but you…”

  I’d never had anyone do this before, but he was there…his hard cock pressing against my ass, pushing and demanding entry.

  Sterling stopped fucking me and held me by the hips, his thick cock throbbing inside of me.

  “Take our girl,” he said as Logan got further into position. “Fill her up and take her hard. Let’s make her ours like we’ve always wanted…”

  Logan pressed harder and I felt him slowly push past my threshold into new territory.

  It hurt, but he was gentle with me. He was so careful, but he finally broke my virgin ass and thrust forward.

  “Damn, you’re fucking hot,” he said in a low, satisfied voice. “Fuck, Millie…fuck…”

  He drew back and the pain was still intense, but with Sterling’s cock buried deep in my pussy at the same time it lessened the hurt.

  “Oh my god,” I groaned, a long animalistic sound that surprised me. It was such a deep, low moan that it didn’t seem to come from me at all.

  As the pain eased off finally and the twins picked up their pace. Sterling thrust up inside of me as Logan pulled out, and they switched it up, going in and out until I was out of my mind with desire.

  I didn’t last long though, pleasure overcame me like a freight train…my orgasm came rushing at me hard and fast.

  Logan was the first to come, he went stiff and grasped my hips hard.

  “I’m going to fill your cunt, baby girl,” he growled and pushed upwards. I felt him throb and pulse and hot cum flooded me, pushing me into the rushing orgasm that had been coming fast.

  “Oh my god, I’m coming,” I screamed and bucked on top of Logan.

  Sterling held me steady from behind and grunted, “Come for me, baby girl…come hard…”

  And I did, I gave into my ecstasy at last and let it wash over me, pulling me into it like a cork bobbing on the ocean…I was unable to control myself, my joy, my bliss.

  I thrashed my head and my hair waved around me like a horse’s mane, wild and untamed…and completely free.

  The pain and sadness of the last year was gone in that moment.

  The loneliness I’d felt for years disappeared at the end of the Murphy twin’s cocks.

  The rejection and insecurities I’d felt all melted away as they flooded both my holes with their seed, marked me as theirs and changed my life forever.

  “Yes,” Sterling growled and arched over me, covering me like a stallion as his hard cock pumped his hot load deep inside of me.

  “Oh my god,” I exhaled and felt tears slipping down my cheeks as the emotions I felt came flowing out of me. “That was…”

  I couldn’t finish my words, I was too overcome.

  We stayed there like that for a long moment until Sterling’s cock began to soften and pulled out of me with a pop.

  Logan’s cock also softened and fell out so I collapsed on him, exhausted and overwhelmed with emotion.

  “Don’t cry, baby girl,” Logan said, brushing the tears off my face. He kissed them away and I smiled.

  “I’m not sad,” I said. “I just can’t believe this is real. I can’t believe it happened to me at last.”

  Sterling moved from behind me and joined us on the floor. I rolled off Logan and into Sterling’s arms where I settled between the two of them.

  I looked up at the lights of the Christmas tree and felt warmth and love radiating through the three of us.

  It didn’t feel real, but it was.

  Logan shifted under my arm and I looked over at him. He smiled and brushed a lock of hair off my forehead.

  “We should probably take this somewhere more comfortable,” he said.

  They helped me up and Sterling swept me up in his arms, kissing my forehead as he carried me.

  “Merry Christmas, by the way,” he told me with a grin. “I think it’s past midnight.”

  “Wha
t a way to spend Christmas Eve,” I laughed and snuggled close against him, the ache of my body reminding me of just how dirty our celebrations had been.

  “Ho, ho, ho,” Sterling said, leaning in to kiss me. “I hope Santa was good to you this year.”

  “He really was, he brought me exactly what I wanted,” I said.

  “And what was that?” Logan smiled as we walked towards my bedroom.

  “My stocking stuffed,” I said and winked.

  They laughed at my corny joke like it was the most clever thing they’d ever heard and we tumbled into my bed to explore each other’s bodies and welcome our Christmas delights.

  I really hadn’t expected anything at all, but the way it turned out had been an amazing twist of fate.

  The two men used me and loved me and made me feel things I’d never felt before until late into the night.

  At long last Logan pulled me into his arms and said, “We have Christmas dinner to prepare at the diner tomorrow, baby girl. You need your sleep.”

  “We all need our sleep,” Sterling added with a grin. “After dinner tomorrow we have a lifetime of loving to catch up on.”

  “So you two aren’t going to leave me high and dry?” I asked, that familiar insecurity pushing through my calm sense of love.

  “We’re never leaving again,” Logan said. “Never again.”

  “You’ve got us for good, baby girl,” Sterling said.

  He drew me away from Logan and into his arms, Logan rolled behind me, spooning me.

  I drifted off to sleep between them, my fantasy men come to life.

  My sexy stocking stuffers and my future, my loves.

  It had turned out to be a very Merry Christmas after all.

  The End

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