CHAPTER TWO - STUFFED STOCKINGS 2

Ava's POV

Liam’s cum is still oozing from my ass, warm and thick, sliding down to mix with the slick mess between my thighs. My pussy still pulsing from Liam's last thrust.

A stair groans, slow and deliberate.

Ethan steps into the glow, flannel hanging open, chest glistening with sweat. Our gazes lock, his burning into mine with sinful promises.

“Fuuuck, Ava…what the hell…” he rasps, voice low and cracked, like gravel dragged over velvet.

The air is filled with the scent of pine needles, melted wax, sex, and the sharp ozone of fried fairy lights.

Liam leans against the desk, cock still half-hard, glistening with my spit.

He smirks. “Join us, big brother. She’s dripping for round two.”

I moved first. Dropping to my hands and knees and crawling to where he stood on the last stair. Not graceful at all but hungry.

My knees dragged over the rug, breasts swaying in the air. I have my eyes locked on the bulge in Ethan’s jeans like it was the only thing in the room.

Liam chuckled. “Told you I’d want both of us.”

Ethan’s breath hitched once he realized what I was about doing. “Ava—”

I pounced on him as he opened his mouth to say something, my hands trembling as I claw at his belt. His abs clench as I yank his jeans open with a clink.

His briefs shoved down just enough for me to curl my hands round his massive shaft.

“Ohhh…..” my eyes wide, breath hitching as I took him in. He was even bigger than his brother. I was dripping just thinking of how he would shift my womb.

His cock sprang free, thick, huge and fluId.

“hmmm….” I took him down in one brutal slide with no warning.

No teasing, nor mercy.

My throat opened like I’d been born for this. Ethan’s hips jerks forward, his hands flying to my hair on instinct.

I swallowed him to the hilt, my nose buried in the dark hair at his base.

“Nggnnhhh…” I hummed in satisfaction. His eyebrows knitted above his hooded eyes.

“Jesus…fuck…”

I pulled back just enough to breathe, spit stringing from my lips to his cock.

I slammed down again. Harder, faster.

My tongue flattened against the underside of his cock, cheeks hollowing as I sucked like I wanted to pull his soul out through his dick.

Liam watched, stroking himself slow, eyes dark. “Look at her. She’s starving for it.”

Ethan couldn’t look anywhere else. My eyes watered, mascara smudging, but I didn’t stop.

“Nahhh…” I gagged as he kept on hitting the back of my throat. Instead of letting go, I adjusted and took him deeper.

My hands gripped his thighs, nails digging in, pulling him into my mouth like he was the air I needed to breathe.

“Shit…fuck….shit…your mouth…” Ethan’s hips jerk. His cock pulses against my tongue.

His knees buckled. He grabbed the stair rail to stay upright.

I followed, crawling forward, still not releasing his cock. My throat fluttered around him, milking him with every bob of my head.

Ethan’s head fell back. “Fuck…..Ava….I’m gonna…”

I pulled off with a wet pop, lips shiny, and grinned up at him, with hooded eyes and fluId cheeks .

“Not yet. I want you inside me when you come. Both of you.”

Ethan drops his jeans completely. His cock slapping heavy against his abs. It looked thicker, and angrier. The veins are throbbing and precum beading at the tip like melted sugar.

“Hmmm, you want both Santas to light your nice pretty holes up, don't you?”

He slowly strokes his dick, probably thinking of all the dirty things he wanted to do to me.

“On your back, slut,” he growls. “Spread that filthy cunt. Show Daddy how empty you are.”

I scramble, the desk creaking under me. Wood cold against my spine, tits bouncing as I open my legs wide.

“Look at you, pussy clenching, ass leaking with my brother’s load. You begged for this, didn’t you?”

My pussy throbs. It is swollen, shiny, begging for more. Ethan slaps my clit with his cock.

“ Ahh….ummm….hh” I moan as the pleasure becomes too much for my oversensitive clit.

“Beg,” he snarls.

“Please…..Daddy…fuck me,” I sob, voice shredded.

“Ruin my cunt…please..mm”

He grips my throat, squeezes. “Louder.”

“FUCK MY CUNT, DADDY!” I scream, the sound echoing off rafters.

He slams into me in one brutal thrust. My greedy pussy stretches, burning, as it swallows him whole.

His curve hits my G-spot perfectly, in that delicious pain that brings me closer to the edge, every vein dragging my walls.

“ahhh….mmm…ye…yes..ahh” I groan, my voice broken from screaming. He continues pounding, his hips snapping forward as his thrusts becomes faster. His balls slapping my ass due to the rhythm.

“Nngh….fuck…yes…Daddy…

deeper…fucking….. Santa….ohhh” I moan, the words slurring through spit, as he buries himself deeper into me.

Liam steps up, cock at my lips. “Open that tight little mouth, whore.”

I stretch wide, my jaw aching and he rams in without warning. I taste myself immediately on his cock.

Thick, salty, dripping.

He hits the back of my throat making me gag.

I refuse to back down, tears streaming and spit bubbling down my chin.

Ethan fucks my pussy in perfect sync, the wet squelch of my cunt mixing with the sloppy sounds of my throat.

“Hmmm….nghh...mmm”

“Choke on it,” Liam grunts, fingers fisted in my hair.

“Mmm…take Daddy’s cock…let Ethan drill that sweet pussy.”

“mmmnnghh…..” I mumble incoherently with Liam’s cock still in my mouth. The pleasure is driving me crazy.

Ethan snatches the candy-cane dildo, still slick with my cum and shoves it into my ass with no warning.

The ridges burn, as it stretches to fill my ass.

“Hmmmmmmm….” I scream around Liam’s cock, voice muffled and desperate. My pussy squirting instantly, hot spurts splashing Ethan’s abs.

“Fuuuck,” Ethan roars, voice cracked.

“Hear that? She’s cumming. This is the tightest cunt I’ve ever wrecked.”

Liam pulls out, slaps my face with his wet cock.

He twists the toy, pumping in time with his thrusts. The double stuffing is insane—my vision spots, moans shattering into high-pitched whimpers,

“Nngh….Daddy….too..mmuch…..mmmm….gonna…..ahhh….cum…”

“Beg for our cum, slut.”

“Cum in me,” I sob, tears and spit mixing.

“Fill my holes…please….Daddies….ruin me…”

Ethan yanks the dildo out with a wet pop. He spits on my ass, and slams his cock in.

“Ahhh…” I scream raw, my voice gone.

He fucks my ass brutally.

“Nggnnhhhh..” Liam rams back into my pussy.

My holes are stuffed. Both cocks rubbing through the thin wall, stretching me beyond.

“Take both Daddies,” Ethan snarls, hips moving faster as he slaps my ass.

“Scream for us, let the storm hear.”

I explode. Pussy and ass clenching, as I squirt so hard it splaIs the desk, the rug, their thighs. The wet gush is obscene, loud.

“Daddy…. I'm…mmm…cumming….fuuuck.

yes..yes…yes”

Liam roars, spilling deep in my pussy. He spurts hot, thick ropes, pulse after pulse into my womb.

Ethan follows, pumping my ass full, the heat flooding me.

I feel every spurt, every throb, until we’re shaking, panting, stuck together.

We collapse, sweat cooling, cum leaking down my legs. The Christmas tree flickering weaker now, bulbs humming their last.

Liam kisses my shoulder, breath hot. “Storm’s still raging.”

Ethan smirks, cock twitching against my thigh. “Round three’s coming.”

Then-

Bang bang bang

The lobby door rattles hard.

A voice outside, sharp and pissed: “Open the fuck up! I know you’re in there!”

We freeze. Eyes wide. Hearts slamming in our ribcages.

The banging comes again, louder and more persistent.

Who the hell is that?