Wizard College - Mistletoe Mischief

Her mouth fell open in delight and Frank gently plugged the hole with the head of his dick. Her eyes went wide but she didn't pull back, only ran her tongue tentatively around the dome of the thick but spongy head. Frank stroked her hair happily, and her big eyes raised to meet his while she tongued his little slit, tasting a sudden surge of precum. Then Greg licked her snatch a second and third time, making her hum with pleasure, which vibrated Frank's cock.

Lucy began to rock back and forth between the two brothers, pushing back against Greg's exploring tongue then slurping more of Frank's hard cock between her lips. Greg ate her hungrily, sending shivers up her spine when he sucked and teased her emerging pussy lips, and mercilessly flicked her clit. Her juices poured into his open mouth like slow honey and he drank her down. Lucy generously passed that enthusiasm on to Frank's cock, rocking forward and impaling her face on it, shoving it deeper into her throat. Each time she pulled back slowly, savoring every vein and ridge that passed through the tight ring of her lips. She fluttered her tongue against him, alternated how hard she sucked, and kept pushing him to further heights of pleasure.

Another orgasm came upon her suddenly. She let Frank's glistening cock pop out of her mouth so she could bow her forehead to the floor and use her arms to push back, grinding her pussy against Greg's busy mouth. He tugged on her clit, sucking it into his mouth like a little prick, and she screamed her pleasure.

She was still lost in the aftershocks when Greg rubbed the tip of his hard cock through her soaking slit, found the hole and pushed. She was so wet, her cunt so swollen with lust, that he buried himself to the root with one thrust. Meanwhile, Frank fell to his knees before her and grabbed a handful of her purple hair. He pulled her head around, lining her mouth up with his throbbing hardness, and pushed her down onto it. She accepted the dick easily, and her throat felt like an open drain as he began to fuck her face, his hairy balls slapping her under the chin. Greg had picked up the same pace on the other end, but his balls were slapping her clit. Lucy rocked between them on the floor of the elevator that now stunk of sweat and sex, feeling like an animal, a mindless bitch in heat.

When Frank gave her a chance to breathe, she turned her head to Greg and gasped. "My ass. Plug my ass."

Greg chuckled to himself, surprised she was still buying the story about the Wassailpixies, but happy to oblige. He'd been gripping her hips like handles but now he pulled her ass cheeks apart and spit on her pink little asshole. He continued pounding into her while he moved his thumb in a circle around her tight pucker, massaging and lubing it up. He worked the tip of his finger into the hole, stretching her and burying it deeper, until her sphincter rested against the base of his thumb and clenched there. Frank was already fucking her drooling mouth again, but she moaned her approval.

Frank's hands had been resting on Lucy's head, his fingers twisting in her purple locks as she gave him the blowjob of a lifetime. Lucy's hands had been planted on the ground, keeping her face level with his thrusts, but at this point she raised one hand to his thigh. From there it moved up to caress his swinging ball sack, squeezing it briefly before her fingers continued between his legs, across his taint, to his own asshole. She rimmed it with the nail of her middle finger, feeling it flex and open with each thrust of his pelvis. She put a little pressure on it and he moaned. Suddenly, Lucy rocked on her knees, jamming her head forward and burying her nose in his curly red pubes. The head of his cock entered her throat and stuck there, so when she shoved the finger up his ass and curled it against his prostate, his explosive cum shot straight down her gullet.

He wailed as his balls clenched again and again, filling her belly with semen. The muscles of her throat tightened and milked him while her lips drooled at the hairy root of his cock. Finally she withdrew, gasping for air and wiping tears from her cheeks. When she released him, Frank slumped back onto the floor in a pile of bliss.

"Oh fuck." Greg was starting to chant under his breath. "Oh fuck oh fuck." He pounded her with urgency now, throwing his hips into her with every stroke, making her little tits shudder. He gripped her buttocks and pumped his thumb into her asshole on the downbeat.

Lucy came again, shaking and pushing her body back into the man who filled her holes so well. This time, as soon as her body stopped shaking, she disengaged. His thumb and dick each left her with an audible pop, and he groaned in frustration as his dick throbbed in the open air. But she was quick to spin on her knees and slurp him up, driving her head down into his crotch, continuing the vigorous fuck with her mouth. Her hands were rolling his balls and jacking his shaft, spit flying from her mouth as she made a GLUK GLUK GLUK sound in her throat.

In no time Greg lurched forward, pumping his hips and groaning. He came so hard that he felt like he was going to turn inside out. This time Lucy held just the tip between her lips, letting the thick cream fill her mouth. His balls spasmed on her palm in time with each spurt that shot across her tongue. She slurped the salty warmth, tasting and savoring it before swallowing mightily. Two brothers and two massive loads in her belly.

"Loopy" Lucy Goodsnatch licked the creamy slickness from her pink lips and stretched like a cat: her long legs tucked under her arched torso, her tight ass in the air and her breasts swaying inches from the carpet. "Yum," she purred.

In a few quick motions, she was on her feet and dressed again, though a bit disheveled. Her long hair was trapped in the collar of her oversized sweater, and her cheeks were pink as if she'd been out in the cold. "Thank you, boys, for your creative little game with the mistletoe. Honestly, I was heading back to my room to frig myself senseless and I gotta say that was a way better end to the night."

She muttered the counter-charm and the elevator shuddered back into action. Arriving at her floor, the elevator chimed and the doors opened. The brothers, who'd been reclining on the floor with satisfied cocks and dumbstruck faces, scrambled to grab their clothes and cover up.

"Wait," Frank sputtered. "You knew the whole time?"

"Um, yeah, I'm not an idiot," she shrugged. "And besides, I never had twins before. You were...impressively vigorous." She grinned and let out a satisfied sigh.

Greg shook his head with a laugh. "So, you never believed the thing with the mistletoe, did you?"

Lucy snorted. "Duh."

She stepped into the hallway, and before the elevator doors closed again she called back: "EVERYONE knows Wassailpixies live in gingerbread houses."