Empty Your Christmas Balls in My Ass, Daddy : Anal Threesomes 23

It’s the time of Christmas cheer and it’s safe to say there’s only one present I want to unwrap this year.

Daddy invites his friend Harrison round for a Christmas Eve drink and with the three of us in high-spirits, anything goes.  When the naughty parlor games come out all bets are off.  Daddy and Harrison soon get their hands on me and begin treating me to a rough Christmas.

Come down my chimney boys—and by chimney, I mean asshole!

Read An Excerpt

I sucked on the tip while Daddy teased me, but soon the pace started to change.  Daddy took a fistful of the thin fabric of my pants and with scarcely a flex of his muscles he’d torn it right open at the crotch.

“Oooh!” I gasped, looking down.

Daddy smirked upwards, then I watched his eyes spread wide as he looked at the treasure he’d revealed.

“She’s soaked,” he said, excited.

His hands pushed my knees apart and his face moved into me.  Soon I could feel him blowing softly over my wetness and I flinched when my pussy caught the cool air.

“Come here,” he said, and I felt his lips tenderly kissing at me.

My head fell back against the table and I let out a deep sigh.  I couldn’t dine out on the sensation for long.  Harrison was soon back for seconds, tapping the tip of his cock against my face as a reminder.

I turned to him and sucked him inside, then for the next few minutes I writhed and moaned on the table, trying to transfer through my body the pleasure that Daddy was giving me so I could deliver it straight to Harrison.

Daddy ate from me like a pro, smacking his lips and turning my pussy way more wet than it would ever get on its own.

He ran his lips over me fast, fluttering his tongue across my sensitive petals and then transforming it into a point and using it to nudge my clit.

“Oh fuck,” I cried, sure that his efforts would be rewarded soon.

I gripped Harrison’s cock hard, unable to focus on sucking it now.  Instead I jerked him whenever I remembered, my thoughts occupied almost completely by the fantastic sensation of Daddy’s mouth ravaging me.

He spat on my pussy audibly and then teased his middle finger down it and onto my asshole as he continued to suck and bite at my sensitive flesh.

“Damn!” I cried, opening my eyes and looking down.

“I think she likes a bit of ass-play,” Daddy said, looking to Harrison.

I slammed a hand down on the table and gripped the edge, feeling the orgasm swell inside me as my asshole started to throb against Daddy’s finger.

He massaged back and forth, spreading the spit and my juices over my forbidden knot and sucking and licking at my pussy the entire time.  I couldn’t hold it any longer.

“I’m fucking coming!” I snarled, arching my back and pushing the back of my head against the table.

My vision fogged and my head turned light and prickly from my quick breaths.  My pussy contracted on Daddy’s mouth and he slurped on it with satisfaction, still teasing that finger of his around the sensitive pucker of my ass.

“Good girl, Chelsea,” he said, then he forced the tip of his finger inside.

I gasped as he pressed it into me, but the sensation was undeniably good.  It was pleasurable and intriguing all at once and Daddy seemed to notice that better than anyone.

“Ever fucked two guys at once?” he said, taking a brief break from my pussy.

“Never,” I cried, writhing as the throes of climax gripped me.

“That’s what we need to do, Harrison.”

“What’s that?” he said.

“We need to double-team her for real.”

*********