A Not So Silent Night

9. Olivia

CHAPTER 9

Olivia

Nick’s hand grips my jaw so hard it’s almost painful as he holds my face toward Kris.

And I fucking love it…

Kris’s eyes are locked on me as he palms at the cock fighting for room in the confines of his jeans. I swallow hard as I watch his large fingers undo the button and lower the zipper. He lets his jeans and boxers fall just low enough that he is able to free his cock.

It is big, girthy, and veiny like the rest of him. An unfettered groan escapes me as I momentarily think about him pressing it inside of me and how he would fill me. Standing a few feet in front of me, he wraps his hand around it and slowly strokes himself from base to tip. His eyes are locked on mine as my tongue runs over my lips, watching him continue to lightly fist his length while he walks toward me .

I wince when Nick squeezes my jaw a little tighter. “Open that pretty little mouth for him and show him how well you can swallow his cock.”

He lets go of my jaw, and I do as he demands. I place the tip of my tongue over my teeth as I anxiously wait for Kris’s cock. Gripping it at the base, he rubs the soft skin of his tip over my upper lip before tapping it on my tongue. I close my mouth around him and groan when Nick firmly parts the cheeks of my ass and licks between them.

Kris delicately gathers my hair from my face and holds it in a loose ponytail behind my head, but he allows me to set the pace and depth at which I take him in my mouth. I take him repeatedly to the back of my tongue, stopping just before he causes me to gag.

The two of them are so blissfully different in how they take my body. Kris is soft and tender, frequently praising how well I am doing. Nick is his complete opposite in that he is savage, demanding, and degrading.

I cannot get enough of either of them.

My whole body quivers when I feel Nick press a finger inside my pussy. He thrusts it in and out of me at a relaxed pace as his tongue swipes over my clenched hole. His tongue stops its movement for a moment as he adds another finger— or maybe two —inside my pussy, carefully stretching me wider than I’ve ever been.

“Is it his cock in your mouth or my tongue in your ass that has you fucking dripping all over my hand like a needy little slut, Jersey?” His words are deep and gravelly, only fueling the growing need between my legs. A need he does not hesitate to tend to. His fingers persistently thrust and curl inside of me as his tongue diligently works in and around my ass, demanding my body to come for him again.

“You look so fucking beautiful.” Kris strokes the side of my face, “with those pretty pink lips sliding over my cock while those big, beautiful green eyes stare up at me.”

His words and Nick’s forceful fingers push me over the edge. My hands firmly grip the back of the couch as I moan around Kris’s cock; I come so hard that tears well in my eyes. Every inch of my body trembles as Nick continues to fervently work his fingers in and out of me, not allowing me to come down from my euphoric high. Instead, he forces me to come again and again.

“Is this tight little cunt ready to take Kris’s cock?” Nick drives his fingers inside of me so blissfully hard that I yelp. “Do you think you can handle him filling your cunt while I fuck that pretty little mouth of yours? ”

“Y…yes,” I sputter, unsure if my already exhausted body can actually handle anymore, as Kris pulls his saliva-covered cock from my mouth.

“You’re taking us both so well, Olive.” Kris bends toward me and kisses me soft and deep before reassuring me, “You can do this.”

Kris climbs over the back of the couch and pushes his pants and boxers off before sitting on the cushion next to me. His large hands grip my hips, and he drags me onto his lap, pulling my back against his chest. He nuzzles his lips against my neck and kisses below my ear as he whispers, “I want to take you bare, so I can feel every perfect fucking inch of you.”

I know I shouldn’t, that it is stupid and risky, but I push up onto my knees so that he can position the head of his cock against my entrance. He reaches between my legs, shifts his hips, and ever so slightly presses his fat tip inside of me. I expect him to drag me over his length, but his hands grip my hips tightly as he continues to kiss along the side of my neck.

“Show me how badly you want me inside of you,” he whispers against my ear, “fucking you bare and filling you with my cum.”

Holding his hands and lowering myself onto his cock, my whole body trembles as he stretches and fills me.

“She’s so fucking tight,” Kris hisses against my neck as he bottoms out inside of me. His hands firmly hold my hips in place, preventing me from sliding over his length.

With his cock buried in me, I watch Nick slide off his sweatpants. When he stands and I finally see his cock, I momentarily lose my ability to breathe.

Where the fuck is he going to put that thing?

Nick’s cock is long, thick, and has several piercings running along the underside from tip to base. Ten. Ten barbells. When I look up at his face, he smirks at my obvious gawking.

“One for every inch, Jersey.” He slowly slides his hand down his cock and over each piercing. “And I’m going to enjoy shoving each of them down your throat as I fuck that sarcastic little mouth of yours.”

He stalks toward me and roughly fists the hair at the back of my head. I wince as he uses it to pull my face down to his cock. Nick forcefully tips my head enough to draw my eyes up to his, and I am met with a devious look that both startles and excites me. He stares down at me as he rubs the soft skin of his tip across my lips.

“I don’t plan to be gentle.” A sinister smile spreads across his face. “I’m going to fuck your mouth hard until I spill down your throat while Kris fills your tight little cunt. And you’re going to love every fucking minute of it, aren’t you? ”

“Yes.” The word trembles over my slightly parted lips as Nick impatiently waits for me to open my mouth.

“Open wide and relax, Olive.” Kris’s calloused hands slide up the sides of my body until they are cupping each of my breasts as he begins to rock his hips up into me. “Focus on how good my cock feels sliding in and out of your slick little cunt.”

Slipping his hands back to my hips, he uses them to repeatedly slide me over his length, working in and out of me at a deep, steady pace.

Fuck…

Moaning in pleasure from Kris’s fullness, I open my mouth wide, and Nick does not hesitate to shove the entirety of himself into my mouth and down my throat.