Jaid's Two Sexy Santas (2 page)

Chapter Two

Jaid laid down her cake fork. After the many courses of the meal, she hadn't really wanted to eat a slice of cake with her coffee, but Greg had pressed it on her and she definitely wanted to stay with him and Steve. Besides, it was a rich, dark, fruitcake, something she wouldn't normally eat, so pretty much a holiday treat to herself.

But now came the boring part of the event. Some people went home for a few hours' nap, others slept where they dropped. Others again just talked and talked all night long. Her tiny, walk-up apartment was really a bit far for her to go home. She'd gone home last year but the alarm had woken her what seemed like only minutes after she'd gone to bed, which had left her feeling achy and lethargic. Now, if Steve and Greg were in her bed, that'd be different. No matter how exhausted she'd be the next day, it'd be totally worth it.

Not going to happen,
she warned herself sadly. They'd been great company, but she was betting they'd be off by themselves any minute now, leaving her to find a quiet corner so she could doze in peace.

At least Cousin Frank was out cold, his head on the table, so she wouldn't have to worry about being groped as she slept. Of course, if it was Greg groping her... Once more she sighed.
Not
going to happen,
she reminded herself.

Steve picked up a giant jar of candy, the gift he'd received in the Secret Santa. "How long do you think it'll take you to eat all that?" she asked.

"I'll take it to work, and put it on my desk. I reckon it'll last a couple months and greatly enhance my popularity."

"Oh, good idea."

"And I got socks and a tie," pointed out Greg, holding up a navy-blue tie with a faint, black stripe running through it, and matching navy-blue socks.

"Very professional," she replied, "and blue looks good on you with your coloring."

"Not as much fun as a jar of candy though," Greg answered.

Jaid put the tiny vial of perfume she'd received into her purse. It was a very popular brand, and quite expensive, so she was pleased with her gift. Whoever had chosen it for her had good taste.

In fact, all their gifts were appropriate, which was quite amazing.

She'd been very fortunate, being given a five-year-old girl as the person she had to buy for. Her boss, the asshole, had a five-year-old daughter who he talked about all the time, so it'd been easy to find out the child's favorite movies and buy several DVDs of them for the Secret Santa.

"Are you ready to go?" asked Greg.

"Huh?"

"We're leaving for a couple hours. Will you come with us?" he explained.

"I'd love to." Jaid couldn't hide the delighted smile that almost split her face in two.
Go with
them? Hell, yes!
She scrambled to her feet, grabbed her purse and hoped no one could tell how hard her heart was pumping with mingled optimism and excitement.

During the evening the men had made several suggestive comments, and hinted that they wanted her, but she'd refused to let herself hope, constantly telling herself she had a dirty mind. But now, it appeared, they had the same dirty mind. Surely they wouldn't ask her to accompany them just for another cup of coffee. This had to mean bed, didn't it?

The two men tucked her between them as they left the banquet hall, walked down the few steps, and out onto the street. Turning left, Greg led them a block south, then into a large modern hotel.

YES!

After Steve swiped his keycard in the elevator, both men pressed their bodies against hers.

"You know what we want, don't you?" questioned Greg.

"Yes. It's what I want too."

"Oh good. We bought a giant box of glow-in-the-dark condoms. It'd be an awful shame to waste them," said Steve.

"I'm not sure we'll have time to use the entire box," she joked.

The room was at the end of the hallway, with big windows out over the town. The drapes were wide open and the reds, yellows, and greens of the city lights made a fairytale scene far below them.

The three of them stood at the window looking out, then Greg said, "It's pretty, but I'd rather look at you. I've been wanting to undress you all night."

"Me too. My dick's aching with the need to be inside your hot cunt," added Steve.

"Which means I get her ass. You're okay with that, aren't you, Jaid? Both of us in you together?

That's the way we like to take a woman, and I can guarantee you'll have the best orgasm of your life."

"I know. I like two men in me. Ménage sex is what I like."

"So Cousin Tim told the truth then? We were hoping he did."

"Tim? Truth?"

"Yeah, he said you'd fucked a couple guys from his work. That was when we knew you were the perfect woman for us. I've always thought you were dead sexy, but when we have a woman, we like to share."

"Oh I want that. I want you both so much," she whispered turning to press her empty, needy cunt against first Greg's cock, then Steve's.

"Let's get this show on the road," said Steve hoarsely, grinding his pelvis against her.

"Good plan."

Greg turned and closed the drapes, then unzipped his jeans, pulling his cock out and holding it.

Jaid licked her lips. It was the fattest cock she'd ever seen, enormously wide, and the head was red with need. Oh yes. Cousin Greg wanted her all right.

Meanwhile Steve was behind her, pulling her sweater off over her head, unsnapping her bra, then pulling her body back hard against his cock while his hands cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples.

Steve's cock pressed hard into her ass crack as his slightly rough fingers, tweaked her nipples, elongating them, twirling them, pulling on them. Then he cupped her breasts again, stroking the soft skin of the underside, pressing them together, until he could hold them both in one hand.

His free hand slipped down inside her jeans, sliding over her belly and into her slit. Three fingers drove deep into her cunt, and Jaid almost came on the spot. Instantly she widened her legs and thrust her cunt up onto his fingers again.

"Like it a bit rough do you?" Steve groaned, slamming his fingers into her again, and again. His other hand was working her nipples again, pinching them, rolling them, driving her higher and higher.

Suddenly Greg was in front of her, naked. He pressed his body against hers, forcing Steve's fingers deeper into her cunt, flattening her breasts between them. He wrapped both arms around her and Steve, then thrust his tongue deep into her mouth, touching every inch of her mouth.

Down south, she could feel his damp cockhead through the fabric of her jeans. Tongue and cock united to crank her sexual tension even higher.

The two men worked together, their bodies plastered to hers, their hands everywhere. With a groan Jaid orgasmed, the climax racing through her until her body shook so hard, she only remained upright because Greg and Steve were supporting her.

Steve's fingers slowed, then gentled. Finally he pulled them out of her, and turned her around.

Through lust-glazed eyes she watched as he sucked her juices off his fingers, saving the last one for Greg to lick.

"That's so hot," she murmured.

"Baby you ain't seen nothing yet," said Greg picking her up and carrying her over to the bed. He pulled her jeans and panties off in one swift move, then opened the nightstand to take out the promised giant box of condoms, and a tube of lube.

"On your hands and knees," he ordered.

With the last of her climax still tingling in her body, Jaid, kneeled as requested, flipping her hair over her back as watched what was happening in the mirror on the wall in front of her.

First Greg coated his fingers with lube, then he drizzled it in her ass crack. He slid one finger into her puckered rosette, carefully loosening the ring of muscle, before lubing the walls. By the time he inserted a second finger, Steve was back, naked now. Steve, too, grabbed some lube and joined Greg playing with her ass.

It was beyond erotic to have two men stretching her, teasing her, softening the walls of her dark channel. As she watched, they alternated between touching her ass, touching her hips and breasts, and touching each other's shoulders, face and cocks.

Jaid got hotter and hotter finding the way they touched each other just as erotic as when they touched her. Never had two men made the preparation for sex so carnal. Usually it was just a necessary step before the main action. With Greg and Steve, it was highly arousing foreplay.

"I can't wait any longer. I must have you now," gasped Greg, pulling out a bright green condom and rolling it down his shaft. He stood to the side of her as she watched him.
Wow! That was hot!

"I agree." Steve upended the box taking a yellow one. He dropped flat on the bed then tugged Jaid onto his body. Teasingly she sat up straight and looked at his cock. It was long and thick and would fill her cunt very nicely. She held him at her opening, then very slowly kneeled up and lowered herself over him, absorbing him inch by inch. He stretched her tissues, which were still hot and swollen from her first orgasm, in the most delightful way imaginable.

Gradually she slid down him, taking him deeper inside her, until her cunt was pressed hard against his balls. Steve thrust his hips up, filling her completely, before pulling her flat onto his body.

Yes, he did have a tattoo on his upper arm, a tribal band of swirls and curves. She promised herself she'd lick along the ink lines later.

"My turn," came Greg's hoarse voice from behind her, and Jaid understood that watching them play was arousing Greg just as much as doing it excited her and Steve.

Her ass was lifted up, the cheeks pulled wide apart, and Greg's fat cockhead was pressed at her entry. Jaid pushed out as he thrust in, and very soon Greg was past the tight ring of sphincter muscles, and rocking deeper and deeper into her.

This stage of the possession always entranced Jaid. One cock in her filled her totally. Yet somehow there was always room for a second cock. Her walls expanded to accommodate the extra dick. Even though Greg was very wide, he fitted inside her perfectly. She was stretched to her limits, but in a good way that had her more than ready for a hot, hard fuck and another orgasm.

Jaid pressed her aching nipples into Steve's chest, making sure he could feel the taut points digging into the solid wall of his muscles. His skin was so tanned it made a sexy contrast to hers.

She wasn't as pale-skinned as Greg, but much lighter in tone than Steve. She also enjoyed the contrast of his hardness against her soft breasts. Even better was the two stiff cocks deep inside her.

"Are you two going to do anything, or just sit here all night?" she teased.

"Bossy little thing aren't you?" said Steve, forcing a hand between their bodies and pinching a nipple.

She leaned forward and licked his nose. "Maybe".

Four hands settled on her hips, and the men began a push-pull motion inside her. Greg slid out until only the head of his cock remained inside her ass, then as he pushed back into her Steve started to withdraw. Jaid sighed happily. She loved the constant movement, the endless feeling of fullness, the friction. And it was very obvious these men knew what they were doing and had practiced the movements before.

But Jaid still had a trick or two in her repertoire to change up the action.

She waited until they were both about halfway into her, then rotated her hips quickly to the right, then the left.

Two men gasped and groaned. Four hands grabbed her hips much harder to hold her still.

"Dammit, Jaid, you'll have us exploding before we're ready," complained Greg.

"Oh, poor Santa," she teased, relaxing her internal muscles then gripping the two dicks as hard as she could.

"Shit!"

Suddenly the men began to pound into her, much faster and harder than before, but still in the same push-pull motion. Jaid was squashed between their bodies, held tight, but she was able to turn her head and thrust her tongue into Steve's ear, making him moan. Then she loosened her foot from the tangle of bodies, and stroked her toes up and down Greg's leg, and it was Greg's turn to moan.

Deep inside her a huge climax was building. Her belly was clenching and her nerve endings were tingling. She knew she'd be coming soon, and she was certain the men were equally aroused, as their grunts were much more hoarse than before.

Sweat was dripping off all three of them from the jack-hammering strokes, so Jaid dug her nails into Steve's shoulders and held on tight for the ride.

Without giving any warning the two men pulled out of her together. Jaid felt an instant of sheer loss at the emptiness inside her, then they slammed back into her with great force. Jaid screamed as the orgasm raced up from her toes, rolling through her body like an unstoppable tsunami, blasting out her arms, her legs, and almost blowing the top of her skull off. Her body gripped the two dicks fiercely as she quivered, shook, and exploded around them.

Even through the thin latex she could feel both men blast hot come into her body as they stroked into her a few more times while the aftershocks raged through every inch of her. Her toes curled hard against her soles, and she finally managed to stop screaming.

"Wow. Just...wow."

"Yeah, it was pretty wow from here, too," said Steve.

"Hell, yes," added Greg.

***

They all dozed in a sweaty, sticky pile for a little while, then Greg got up and turned the Jacuzzi on. He'd particularly wanted one of the Jacuzzi rooms, as he knew Jaid had a thing about water.

He'd even bought a bunch of girly stuff to put in it, citrusy scented bubbles he hoped she'd like.

He'd spent longer than he'd care to admit in the store sniffing bath products, finally deciding citrus was a scent he could put up with on his skin, especially if it made Jaid happy.

The question was, would she be up for Round Two. He'd thought once he and Steve had possessed her, she'd be out of his system, but there was something special about Jaid. Her wicked sense of humor, her lush curves, her amazing eyes that changed color. He definitely wanted to fuck her again, right now, before they went back to the ghastly family holiday party for yet another meal no one really wanted. Although, to be fair, the three of them had worked off a lot of calories in the last hour, and he hoped they would work off a few more.