“But I’ve been so naughty.” I shifted my hips and lifted my ass. “Really, really naughty.”
“Okay then.” He shifted his knee and I fell forward slightly, catching myself on my hands. “Then we’ll just skip the confessions, I’ll just give the kind of spanking a naughty girl truly deserves.”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Andy’s hand was laced with pain, but it was practically orgasmic each time it came down on my ass. He stopped holding back and pausing to rub my pussy. He slapped one side of my ass and then immediately moved to the other side. I bounced and squirmed across his knee, feeling everything I had been begging for come to life inside me. I liked being spanked. I liked being punished. I loved the way it brought up emotions and mixed them with pleasure while dragging me through the agonizing misery of comeuppance. His hand bounced back and forth across my ass, leaving a stinging mark each time it came down. The sting got worse as the spanking continued and there was a slow burn that spread across the surface of my ass. I didn’t even want him to stop when that started—I craved it. I had my first taste of the naughty list and it was exactly where I belonged. There was a part of me that wasn’t truly complete until I felt myself truly let go and sink into the fantasy.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Ow! Ouch!” I squirmed on his knee and shifted when a particularly hard smack landed in the center of my ass.
“Naughty girl.” He gave me a few more firm smacks, but then his hand rested on my ass.
“Yes! Very naughty!” I looked over my shoulder and nodded.
“You’re going to cum so fucking hard when I put my cock in this wet pussy, aren’t you?” He slid his hand between my legs and rubbed against my labia.
“If I make it that long!” I pushed back against his finger and moaned.
“Get on the damn bed.” He lifted me off his knee and pointed to the bed. “I want to see how naughty you can really be.”
I started crawling on the bed, but I never got a chance to turn over onto my back. Andy grabbed my thigh and pushed my legs apart. He held me there with my pussy practically gushing with lust as he put a condom on his length. A second later, he was inside me. He nearly tackled me and drove his dick deep into my pussy with one quick motion. It felt different from behind—even better than the previous night. Andy wasn’t gentle, and that was exactly what I needed after staring down the barrel of my emotional turret and lust-soaked desires. He started to thrust into me quickly and my pussy was trying to spasm after less than a dozen of his rapid-fire motions. My body was on fire with an ache still lingering on my ass and pressure inside me that was rivaling it. I slumped forward against the mattress and wrapped the quilt around my fists.
“Oh fuck! I’m gonna cum!” I squealed and felt my muscles start to tighten.
“No, you’re not.” Andy drove his dick in deep, left it there and then started slapping my ass with hard, quick smacks.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“No! I was so close!” I tried to move my hips to get the rhythm going again but he held my hip to keep me from moving.
“I’m going to bring you so close that you can taste that orgasm on your breath, then I’m going to deprive you of it. Naughty girls don’t get what they want for Christmas.” He waited until my body settled and then started to drive his cock into me again.
The rhythmic thrusts started again, but I was afraid to enjoy them—afraid to get too close. They felt so fucking good, but the instant they started pushing me towards the edge of bliss, I was going to have them taken away. Andy wasn’t cruel when he spanked me, but what he was doing should have been illegal. I needed to cum. I had to feel the eruption coursing through my veins. I thought I was going to go crazy if I didn’t have the satisfaction I craved. Andy brought me so close, then stopped. My ass paid the price for daring to want bliss. He left it scorching hot before he was done and my body stopped quivering. The thrusts started up—just as quick as they were when he stopped. I bunched up the quilt and bit down on the fabric, moaning so loud that my ears rang.
“You can’t keep doing this to me!” I pulled the quilt out of my teeth and groaned when the thrusts stopped just short of an orgasm for the third time.
“Yes, I can.” He lifted his hand.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Ow! Please!” I squealed and grimaced.
“Please what? Please stop spanking you or please make you cum?” I gave me a quick, hard thrust.
“You don’t have to stop spanking me, but please—oh god—please make me cum!” I looked over my shoulder and nodded with everything I had.
“Do you want me to stop spanking you?” He squeezed my ass in his hand.
“No.” I swallowed hard and shook my head.
“Then you must be as naughty as you were when I started.” He released his grip on my ass and started landing hard smacks again.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Why did I enjoy it so much? Was I some kind of freak? Maybe I was. Maybe I didn’t care. A normal person certainly didn’t end up in bed with two twins after going over to their house for a date with one of them. Was it any surprise that I also liked having my ass spanked and fucked so rough my body was tingling from the pain and pleasure? I embraced it. I stopped worrying about the orgasm and just focused on the bliss that came. I was pleasured and punished so many times that I lost count. My body was weak. My ass was burning. The only thing that mattered was the release I would get when I deserved it. I didn’t know what I had to do in order to get to that point. I tumbled into the oblivion of lust so many times I thought I was going to pass out before he said the words that finally clicked.
“Are you still a naughty girl?” Andy squeezed my ass and prepared to start spanking me again.
“No.” I shook my head back and forth. “I’m a good girl.”
“Now you get to find out what happens to good girls—it’s even better than being naughty.” He positioned himself and drove his cock into me.
The journey was some twisted game to make me stop being naughty? Being naughty was so much fun. I fell hard against the mattress once his thrusts picked up to a pace that exceeded any of the ones that came before them. He hammered himself deep as his body crashed into mine. Everything inside of me was tingling. The pressure was threatening to burst through my body, and it choked my breath out of me. For a moment, I wondered if he would just keep going if I passed out, but I was locked in ecstasy—nothing could pull me away from that glorious feeling. The pressure got so intense that my muscles started trying to cramp. I blinked through the pain, screamed through the pleasure, and begged for him to fuck me as hard as he could. I got exactly what I asked for. I felt the first twinge of an orgasm rising and even the build was incredible. It sent chain reactions through my body that felt like explosions of bliss teasing every nerve. I wasn’t going to just cum—I was going to be devoured by my own lust.
“Oh god!” I screamed so loud if felt like the whole house was shaking.
“Cum for me—show me how a good girl gets to cum.” His cock throbbed and pulsated deep within my pussy, making g-spot shoot currents of bliss through my body.
My orgasm was so fierce that there was no comparison to anything on earth or in the heavens above. My eyes went dark and I realized that I was blind—literally blind. My eyes were wide open, but all I could see was darkness. My ears stopped registering sound, even though I knew I was screaming. The only sense left was touch and that was on fire. I spiraled into sensory deprivation with everything gone except for the adrenaline forcing me to feel on a whole new level. I felt every throb of his cock like shards of pure euphoria ripping apart what I thought I knew of pleasure. There was no end to the orgasm. It wasn’t multiple ones stacked on top of each other—it was just a long one that seemed t
o go on for infinity. Space and time became nothingness. The only thing that existed was the two of us—we transcended it all.
Is it over? I can’t even tell. I might be in my body or floating above it, still vibrating with reverberations of bliss.
The light came back suddenly like my soul had been sucked from the nether void of the abyss. The orgasm wasn’t over. It was still destroying me. My lips weren’t silent. My mouth was open so wide my jaw ached and I was screaming. My sense of touch started to dull as I felt the other senses return. Once they did, the orgasm finally started to subside. The condom was filled with so much cum, it sounded like a rock when it landed in the garbage can beside the bed. I fell forward without even bothering to try and break my fall, but before my face slammed into the mattress, I was in Andy’s arms. He pulled me against his chest as we sank into the mattress together. I was hyperventilating, struggling for sweet oxygen, and my heart was beating so hard that I thought it was going to explode. We lay there in silence for long enough for both of us to recover slightly, and the afterglow of my orgasm was like a sweet drug I never wanted to escape from. I felt bare and exposed, but totally safe in Andy’s powerful arms.
“Maybe being a good girl isn’t so bad.” My eyes slowly parted and I tried to smile, but my lips were numb.
“I like naughty girls, but good girls can have just as much fun.” His fingers traced my body and he lightly kissed my forehead. “Now you know the difference.”
“I thought you wanted me to be naughty.” I put my hand on his and circled one of his thick knuckles.
“Only with me—and Zach.” He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer. “You can be as naughty as you want to be if you are willing to pay the price.”
“If it comes with that kind of reward, I’ll probably pay any price.” I exhaled sharply, finally feeling the air easily moving in and out of my lungs. “You can’t turn me into a good girl if I don’t do a few naughty things first.”
“You really are incredible.” He chuckled under his breath. “I—no, I shouldn’t say that.”
“Say what?” I turned my head towards him. “Is something wrong.”
“No, I just don’t want to pretend this is more than what it is.” He sighed and shook his head.
“Just say it.” I nudged him slightly. “You can tell me anything—I’m a good girl after all.”
“No, you’re more than that. You’re an incredible woman. The kind that makes me think about things I know are ridiculous.” His eyes closed and dropped his head against the pillow. “I’ve never fallen for anyone before—but, fuck—I’ve never been this close and we just met.”
“Those words come with a lot of complications, Andy.” I put my head on his chest.
Complications that I’m scared to admit that I wish we could face together—the three of us.
“I know, which is why I didn’t want to say them. Forget I said anything. Let’s just enjoy the time we have together.” He kissed my forehead. “The best way to enjoy the next couple of hours is by sleeping.”
“You won’t get a single argument from me.” I closed my eyes and nodded. “I could sleep here forever.”
I knew that what Andy said was impossible. Even if he fell for me, what if Zach didn’t feel the same way? I wasn’t sure I was at that point, but damn if it didn’t feel good to have his arms around me. I never knew how much I needed someone in my life until I met the two of them. It was going to be hard to watch them leave, pack my stuff, and head back to college. They had brought things to the surface I was scared to endure alone. Was it even possible to feel that kind of connection with someone else? My perception of love may have been ruined because I chased my lust until my virginity was claimed by two amazing men. I couldn’t think about that because what I really needed was sleep. My body was exhausted and there was no way I was going to be able to go shopping with them or even walk straight if I didn’t get some rest. I was glad we had most of the day to recover after what he did to me because I ached even more than I did after losing my virginity.
Just go to sleep. Don’t think about what he said. Don’t think about the things that you want to say. It’s crazy. It’s impossible.
Zach
The taste of Holly’s lips was still on mine as I went to work at the mall. It was nice not to have to worry about swapping the suit in the freezing cold, even if it did mean I was in the chair all day pretending to be Santa Claus. I found some semblance of solace in the job, and the previous day wasn’t that bad, so I was willing to give it a go again. I wondered if my Dad always loved putting on the suit or if there was a time when he struggled with the same things Andy and I did in the beginning. Andy definitely wasn’t ready to wear the suit for an entire day, but he was finding a little bit of holiday cheer. The fact he didn’t balk at the thought of foregoing Christmas with our parents to hand out gifts at the orphanage was proof of that. I definitely wanted him by my side, because I wanted him to experience the same feeling of joy I knew I would have.
If Holly joins us, then that will make it even sweeter.
Even as I sat in the chair and listened to kids tell me what they wanted for Christmas, my mind was constantly on the beautiful woman who shared our bed the previous night. She was perfect in every way and my fantasy even before I met her. It was too bad I didn’t meet her when we were at the mall—before Andy. She was the kind of girl I could see myself settling down with once college was over. She was sweet, kind, and so delicious that thinking about her made my body tingle—the perfect combination of naughty when it counted and nice when it mattered. If I was the one that met her first, I wasn’t sure I would have ever shared her with Andy. I loved my brother, but Holly was a treasure. I wasn’t normally a greedy guy, but I could see myself being extremely protective of Holly—especially around Andy.
The possibility of that was erased before I ever had a chance to get attached—and now I’m worried I may still get attached to her.
I had been in love. I knew the connection two people had when they fell head over heels in love instead of lust. None of the girls I had been with since my breakup came close to bringing those kinds of thoughts to the surface until I felt Holly’s lips against mine. It was an instantaneous attraction and felt like fate handing me something incredible while telling me not to question the rhyme or reason. If someone would have walked up and told me I accidentally stumbled into a fairy tale, I might have believed them. I was helping orphans, falling in love with Christmas, and suddenly there was a woman who brought my ultimate fantasies to life in my arms—except my twin brother was there too. I could share a girl with him, but it wasn’t something we could build a foundation on. As awesome as Holly was, she would be the sweetest memory ever once I left Georgia.
“Did you bring the list?” I blew my breath into my hands and rubbed them together.
“Yep.” Andy held up his phone. “I emailed you a copy to you.”
“Perfect.” I pulled out my phone and scrolled through it. “Wow, these kids really don’t ask for much do they?”
“No.” Andy sighed and shook his head, but then a smile formed on the edge of his lips. “I guess we’re going to deviate from the list a little bit.”
“Whatever we’re going to do, let’s do it. It’s freaking cold out here.” Holly hopped on her toes and pulled her jacket close around her body.
“Okay, come on.” I motioned to them and started walking towards the store.
We could have found a lot of what they wanted in the mall, but I really didn’t want to deal with the crowd, especially since we were making a large purchase. A department store was a much better option. The three of us walked in and started going through the list, grabbing everything we could find. There were a few moments where my hand touched Holly’s or she brushed against me, and the sparks ricocheted from our contact like a lit fuse burning towards a stick of dynamite. I was doing my best to not think about that and focus on what we were doing, but it was almost impossible. One look at her was
enough to make my throat try to close up. I kept reminding myself that falling for her was the worst mistake I could make, but it sure as fuck wasn’t easy to ignore her gorgeous smile when it was cast in my direction.
“This is a lot of fun.” Holly giggled and dropped a couple of items in her cart. “Those orphans are going to be so excited!”
“Yeah, I guess this about does it for the list.” I looked at the stuff we had, which was mostly clothes and other necessities.
“Toy section?” Andy cocked an eyebrow and grinned.
“Hell yeah.” I turned my buggy towards the rows of toys.
“That’s going to be even more fun.” Holly started pushing her buggy past us. “Race you there.”
“That’s not safe—fuck it.” Holly was already pushing her buggy faster than she should have, so I just joined in.
I’m sure the people in the store thought we had lost our minds, and we had, but it wasn’t madness driving us to act crazy. It was the blossoming flower that begged not to be plucked off the vine before it had a chance to see the sunlight and grow. Andy had a look in his eyes that mirrored mine. Was he falling for the amazing woman too? That could be madness. We made it to the toy aisle and I watched Andy interact with Holly. I had been so caught up in my own moments with the brunette bombshell that I ignored what was right in front of my eyes—they were having those exact same moments. We were tumbling down a rabbit hole and if one of us didn’t stop us before the momentum was out of control, we were going to be filled with a lot more regret than any of us realized when the holiday season ended.
“What do kids like these days? Ninja Turtles?” I shrugged and looked around the store.
“Probably Pokemon or something.” Andy’s shrug mirrored mine.
“How much money are you looking to spend?” Holly turned towards the two of us.
“Well…” I raised an eyebrow in contemplation. “I want them to have a nice Christmas.”
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