Page 27 of Their Little Christmas Bounty
I clench, trying to repel him, chase him away.
He rubs my ass cheek with his free hand and pushes harder.“Relax for me, sweet girl.It doesn’t have to hurt.”
Breathing deeply, I try to relax.
“Look at me, princess.”Austin cups my cheek.“We’ll take good care of you.We want it to be amazing for you.So just listen to Daddy Lyle—he knows what he’s talking about.”
“Push out, don’t clench,” Lyle says.
I trust them, so I do as he says, pushing out even though it feels like the opposite of what I should do.
His finger breaches my hole.
“Ow, that—that?—”
“Does it hurt?”Lyle doesn’t move his finger.
“No…I guess not.”I shake my head.The feeling is strange and foreign, and I can’t believe I’m doing this.
“Move up and down on Austin, okay?”Lyle keeps his finger lodged in me.“Up and down, just little movements.You’ll see it doesn’t hurt.You’ll see it feels good.”
I doubt it, but again, I trust them.So I do as he asks.I lift up on Austin, then sink back down again.The movement brings Lyle’s finger farther in.I whimper at the strangeness of it, but it doesn’t hurt.
“Nice, I knew you could do it.”Lyle bites my ass.Not hard, but enough to give me a little sting.He kisses it better immediately.
Soon, he’s moving his finger in and out, adding more lube when I make noises of protest.
“I’m going to add a second finger.It’s time to stretch you so it doesn’t hurt when my dick goes back here.”
I breathe through the added pressure.Austin keeps me distracted with slow strokes in and out of my pussy.Soon, Lyle is scissoring his fingers, stretching me.
“I think you can take Daddy’s cock now, little girl.”Lyle rubs his free hand over my ass, reassuring me as he pulls out his fingers.“I’m putting a condom on and we’ll use plenty of lube.”
A moment later, the thick head of his cock is notched at my asshole.He leans forward and presses a kiss against my shoulder blade.“Thank you for trusting us with this, Ariel.Thank you so much, baby.”
He glides forward.It stings momentarily, but then I’m just full.So freaking full.I close my eyes, overtaken by the sensation of them.These two wonderful, beautiful men.They surround me, inside and outside.
“Oh, beautiful.”Lyle kisses my shoulder again.“So good.”
Austin pumps his hips slowly, lazily pushing in before pulling out again.
“I can’t move,” I whisper.
“It’s okay.”Lyle nuzzles my neck.“Let your daddies do the work.”
“We’ll take good care of you.”Austin cups my head to his chest.“Just feel us move, let go.You can come whenever you want.”
I listen to his pounding heartbeat while he and Lyle alternate gliding into me and pulling out.The slide of their cocks creates a warm friction, and Austin changes his angle enough that my clit drags over his base.I gasp at the spark of heat it creates.
Austin massages my ass while Lyle pumps into me.Their hands are everywhere, stroking my skin.I moan, listening to their heavy breathing mixing with mine.
This moment is so special, the three of us connected like this, bound together.I’m caught between them and I don’t want to be anywhere else.I press kisses against Austin’s tattooed chest.Reaching back, I grab one of Lyle’s hands and squeeze.
Soon, the heat building between the three of us turns into a blaze.My nerves spark, my muscles tighten.I don’t want to flex or clench, but I can’t help it.
“Fucking hell.”Lyle goes still within me.“You feel too good when you squeeze me like that.”
I do it again, even though it feels weird and taboo to me.
