I was jealous, but only because I hadn’t acted yet. It was a simple thing to place myself under the tree. To slide down below her, where my hands could find the warm strip of flesh between the tops of her stockings and the lacy edge of her G-string bottoms.
She felt warm. Wonderful. I wanted to bury my face between those beautiful thighs, to throw her stockinged legs over my shoulders and devour her endlessly.
“Unwrap you?” Donovan laughed finally. “You look pretty well unwrapped to me.” His hands went to her breasts, kneading them, running his palms over her barely-covered nipples. “Besides, we’re not taking any of this stuff off you. You look too damned good with it on.”
I was in total agreement with him. Shifting between her legs, I slid Holly’s G-string to the side. Her pussy was already drenched, probably in anticipation of what we were about to do to her. And she to us…
“Mmmmmm…”
She moaned into Donovan’s mouth as I finally went down on her. I was licking, sucking, dragging my tongue up and down through her glistening wetness. Savoring the sweet, musky taste of her, I pushed even deeper. Holly responded by spreading her thighs so I could scoop out her golden, honeyed nectar.
“Oh fuck that’s amazing…”
Lincoln’s voice. I looked up for a moment, to see that she was blowing him. She still had the Santa hat on, her beautiful brown hair spilling out the sides. One cheek was bowed outward by the head of Lincoln’s cock, even as she glanced down at me to deliver a slow, dreamy wink.
She’s perfect.
She was. Holly really was the perfect woman; the antithesis of anyone I’d ever dated. Her sweet, thoughtful nature was punctuated by a sharp wit and an intoxicating laugh. She was selfless and loving. Nurturing and caring. And at the same time, she was strong. Stronger even than when we’d first gotten together with her.
Most of all I marveled at how quickly we’d fallen for her, all three of us. Each of us taking her as our own, and yet also accepting the fact that we were taking her together. None of us seeming to mind that we were splitting our time, because it never felt like splitting at all. If anything, it felt like multiplying our fun, rather than dividing it.
Few girls could’ve handled such a thing. Maybe one in a million. In any other circumstance there should be infighting, jealousy, favoritism… and yet, every time I was with Holly it felt like the first time. Each date we went on she felt like my loving girlfriend, and the starstruck way she looked at me made it seem like I was her entire world.
“OHHHhhhHHHhhhHHHhhh…”
I was brought back to the moment by Holly’s fist in my hair, rolling her knuckles so deep that I was drowning inside her. My tongue was further than it had ever been. And I was moving my head up and down, forcing my upper lip over her swollen clit…
“Damn, bro,” I heard Donovan say. “Save some for us?”
I laughed into her, and the vibrations caused her to moan even louder around Lincoln’s cock. She was sucking him hard now, pumping him with her fist. The light from the fire glowed on our bodies, and I could feel her stomach rising and falling quickly, as her breathing grew rapid.
I slipped two fingers inside her, just as she came. Holly’s ass left the floor as she went ballistic, pulling Lincoln from her mouth so she could scream out loud. It was amazing, watching the final outcome from between her legs. Enjoying the fruits of my labor as her eyes crossed and her thighs trembled and her pussy exploded with contractions around my fingers and tongue.
I moved my hands beneath her, cradling her ass as she rode out her orgasm on my face. Holding still, I let her control the pressure. Between her fingers wrapped in my hair, and the up and down grinding against my chin, I let Holly dictate everything, leaving her as the architect of the remainder of her climax.
I could do this forever.
That much was true. So true, I had to wonder if Holly was considering the same thing.
“I’m going first,” said Donovan, taking his mouth from her breasts. “You guys had your fun with her last night.”
I slid away reluctantly, giving her over. Watching as he took her slender, quivering legs and hooked them both around his trim, sculpted waist.
Then he pushed himself against her sopping wet entrance, and Holly’s gasp sucked half the oxygen from the room.
Fifty-Two
DONOVAN
She was so warm, so wet, she took me all the way inside her on one stroke. I had Brody to thank for that; whatever he’d done to her, I’d never seen her this worked up. Never seen her this much in heat.
“Oh God… Oh fuck…”
Holly was thrashing her head back and forth, her Santa hat all crookedly cute. Her stockings felt smooth wrapped around my flanks, as she screwed her body downward to grind me deeper.
Damn…
It was totally insane, how good it all was! How incredibly tight she felt as my balls clapped against her writhing ass. I thrust forward some more, the pressure signaling that I’d reached bottom. That I was finally buried inside her all the way to the absolute hilt.