Thanksgiving 2024 #2
Brissa comes down from her orgasmic high and drops down onto the mattress. I chuckle, rise from my position on the floor, and lie beside her, encasing her in my arms. Her panting breath tickles my neck, and I kiss the top of her head, rubbing my arms up and down hers.
“How are you doing? Are you okay?”
“Yes. I’m so good,” she spits out in between breaths. I move my hands down and massage her red cheeks.
“I need to put some salve on your precious ass, baby. Let me get up and do th-”
“Holy fuck. Your ass is so red, Corazón . I want to have some fun, too, Mommy,” Clara interrupts, skipping forward while Joaquin and Tonio are plastered on the doorframe behind her.
“Is that right? How about you use my strap-on and fuck our girl’s ass, baby?” Clara’s eyes glaze over, and I know she loves that idea. I look at Brissa, and her cum drunk face tells me she would love that to happen.
“And you two,” I turn, look towards the boys, and gesture for them to join me on the bed beside the girls. “Come and fuck your Mistress. Joaquin fuck my ass, and Tonio fuck my cunt.”
The boys waste no time running and pouncing on the bed, causing me to laugh and swat their arms. Joaquin catches me off guard, quickly grabs me, and moves me to face Tonio.
I gasp as they sandwich me between them.
Tonio lifts my chin, tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear, leans in, and whispers, “We are going to stuff you full of our cum. Are you ready, Mommy? Your Daddies are here.”
“That salve is going to have to wait. Mommy made you cum so good, and now it’s my turn to fuck this pussy, Corazón.
Are you ready to take this big dick, baby?
” Clara teases, grabbing Brissa by her feet and dragging her down to the edge of the bed.
Brissa yelps, and her eyes light up from the evident pleasure she will endure.
Jesus fucking Christ.
My pussy tingles, and I instinctively move my hips against the twins, ignoring the girls for a moment and giving my full attention to the two hot men beside me.
Tonio reaches for the lube on the bed behind him and tosses it to Joaquin.
I hear the cap of the lube open; Joaquin shifts his position on the bed, lying flat.
Looking over my shoulder, I see Joaquin squirt some lube all over his cock, lathering it to perfection.
He then spreads my cheeks and immediately groans at the little surprise that’s stuffed in my stretched hole.
“Is that a fucking baby plug, Mommy?” I wink and nod, answering his question. I reach in between my spread cheeks and slowly remove the small silicone plug, whimpering with pleasure. I just know my ass is about to be wrecked by this dirty boy, and I’m so ready for it.
“Goddamn, that shit was so fucking hot,” Joaquin states as he smacks my ass and moves his cock through my crack.
Giggling, I face forward, and Tonio rolls his eyes at Joaquin’s antics.
He leans forward, leaving featherlight kisses on my cheek, and it’s so fucking sweet.
I love him when he’s sweet, but I also love him when he’s naughty.
He must know me so well because he fists my hair in his hand and yanks me forward.
“I know you, Mistress. I know what you crave, and from now until it’s time to eat, we are going to wring your body free of so many orgasms. Filling that tight pussy and ass is our mission, and we won’t stop until we’re good and ready,” Tonio growls, lifting my right leg and hooking it over his forearm.
He slides his hard cock across my slit, slicking himself up with essence.
Moaning and whimpering, I grab the back of Tonio’s head and bring him forward, capturing his luscious lips with mine. I bite his lower lip hard enough to break his skin and lick it up before we join our tongues in a passionate dance.
I’m desperate for them both. I know what they are about to do will make me give up control, but I’d do anything for them, even if it means doing this for just a moment. Because that’s all they’ll get. Just a moment, and then they’ll do exactly as their Mistress wants them to do.
Joaquin gradually slides further inside my clenched hole inch by inch, prompting me to gasp from the stretch of his hard cock.
Expelling my lips from Tonio’s, I take my hand and situate Tonio’s cock in my pussy.
My muscles relax as I breathe in and out from the overwhelming fullness of their cocks inside me. I need them to move.
“Fuck me. Fuck your Mistress, now,” I growl; opening my eyes, I grab onto the back of Tonio’s head and rock my body up and down their cocks.
Joaquin clutches tightly onto my breast, pinching my pebbled nipple.
Their thrusts increase, and I let them take the lead as I let go and just feel.
I moan in pleasure as they work my body just how I like it.
“Fuck, yes. Right there. Harder.”
“That’s right, Mommy. Take our cocks like the fucking slut you are,” Joaquin spits, slapping my ass as he pounds my delicate hole harder and faster. Tonio matches his rhythm, and the feeling of them both wrecking my insides is enough to bring me to the verge of an impending orgasm.
“I’m almost there. Yes! You are being such good boys for Mommy.
Stuff me full,” I scream, lowering my right hand towards my cunt.
Taking two fingers, I faintly press against my engorged clit.
I tease myself by moving my fingers painfully slow before I amp up the tempo and move them in a fast circular motion.
“Oh, fuck. I’m going to come in this tight ass. Fuck!” Joaquin spews as his hot cum plugs up my hole and spills onto my thighs and mattress.
“Such a good boy. You’ve stuffed your Mommy full of your cum. Watch it leak out of my ass, you whore.” I smirk widely, amused at the pleased look on his face. I’m forced to look forward when Tonio leans forward and bites my neck, like a fucking vampire. He’s an asshole. But I love it.
He doesn’t let up, and the pain provokes the orgasm that has been waiting to release. I flood his cock, and he joins my juices by filling up my cunt with his cum.
“Oh, my fucking god!! Fuck, fuck, fuck. You both have wrecked my fucking pussy, and I don’t like it,” I breathe out, my eyes closed and basking in the most liberating release that these two brought out of me.
It’s not that the twins haven’t fucked me before, both together and alone. But something is different, and I think I know what.
Being with them for the past couple of months has been nothing short of heaven. I am in love with each of them and would do anything to keep them in my life forever.
I think it might be time for one of us girls to get pregnant with our baby. Or perhaps all of us girls at the same time, if we can make that happen. And as their mistress, I know just how to make it happen.
A yelp knocks me out of my dazed state, and I notice the twins have expelled themselves from my body and come back with three wet towels—two for me and one for Brissa, who has just come beside me as Clara hovers over her.
The twins and Clara clean Brissa and me up, and we all lie in our California King bed, cuddled up beside one another.
I take a few deep breaths. The only thing that can be heard in the silence is the ticking of the timer on the stove, telling us the turkey is almost out. Before the timer rings, I decide now’s the time.
“I think it’s time to have some babies,” I blurt out as the timer goes off in the kitchen.
Everyone rises from the bed, staring at me in awe of my statement, and I stay rooted on the bed, unable to move.
Shit. What if that was too much? Then, they all nod in unison, and I jump onto my knees and meet them in an embrace.
“Well, I guess the turkey isn’t the only one getting stuffed today. You three better be prepared to be filled with our cum all day and night,” Joaquin declares, while Tonio shakes his head and walks out of the room to turn off the kitchen timer.
“Lunch, then back to getting basted with our cum, okay?” Joaquin says, pointing his finger at Clara, Brissa, and I.
“Basted is what you do on the outside of the turkey, you idiot,” Brissa comments, rolling her eyes.
I chuckle, capturing the moment in front of me. This could very well be the last moment we’ll be a unit of five. Hopefully by Valentine’s Day, the girls and I will all be pregnant—a family of eight.