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Christmas Wish Ch. 02

By: beaverhunter76



Disclaimer: This is an adult story that should not be read by minors under the age of 18. It involves adult over the age of 18 in scenes of Incest, FF, M/FF, M/F, Oral, Anal, and a damn good plot.

I had a bit of trouble writing this story, which is why it took so long, but I think it worked out well. Had to get some help from an on-line porno though for the sex scenes.

Christmas Wish Part 2: Ghosts of Christmas Present

She stood out in the doorway, a ghost that had returned from the past. But some ghosts should always remain in the past.

At first I thought that this was Kate, Sarah’s young aunt, and the one who brought us into the army. She was a good likeness for the sexy aunt, straight red hair that hung down to her jaw, the right side of her face covered by her bangs, military style clothing consisting of a green beret, black tank top with an open camouflage jacket and matching pants that hung down below her hip bones. The top of her thong underwear was yanked up over her hips in club fashion. She even stood like Kate, the same bend at the hips with her duffle bag over the shoulders.

What finally convinced me that this wasn’t Kate though, was the crooked grin on her beautiful face, and that her left eye was blue, while Kate had two green eyes. And the fact that she stood about six feet tall, while Kate was under 5’8”.

“Hi Max,”

“Max, is that Aunty Kate,” Sarah called out, her tone a lot softer now. As she came around the corner to greet her favorite aunt, she dropped the china plates that she had been holding. They fell to the floor with a loud crash, but nobody noticed.

“Hi Sarah,” she said, her tone more shy then when she had greeted me, as if afraid of not being welcomed.

Sarah could only stare at our guest, before whispering, “Erin?”

“Yeah,” her pale skin turned crimson as she blushed. “Been a long time, hasn’t it?”

“Erin!” Sarah cried as she pulled her sister in a deep embrace. Erin also started crying, finally letting out her pent up emotions. “You’re home, you’re finally home.”

I just stood there, not knowing what to do. It felt great having Erin home, but something felt off about this. This wasn’t the same Erin that I grew up with and went on Special Forces missions with. The last two years had changed her, and I didn’t think we’d ever see the old Erin again.

It was when the twins hugged that I noticed it. It was only for a second, but I wasn’t mistaken. “Erin… your eye.”

The twins separated and Erin looked up at me. The warmth of being home left her face, replaced by a look of sorrow.

Sarah looked from me to Erin and gasped as she saw what I had noticed. She brushed aside Erin’s hanging bangs and covered her mouth in horror. “Oh baby.” Erin turned her head away, not comfortable with the attention.

“It’s not something I want to talk about,” Her bangs fell back to cover the black eye patch. I had seen enough survivors and rescued P.O.W.’s to recognize a missing eye. You have to understand, aside from their stunning good looks and great bodies, the one thing that made the twins really special where there eyes. They were identical in every way except for them. While Sarah had a blue right eye and green left eye, Erin had a green right eye and blue left. It was their eyes that got them the guys (and girls) most of the time. Though they had really nice, big, round breasts that screamed for attention when they wore tight shirts everyone always noticed their eyes first. But now Erin was missing her green eye, and it was obvious that it pained more, emotionally as well as physically.

Realizing that I caused this uncomfortable moment, I put a smile on and changed the subject. “Why are we still out here in the doorway, come inside Erin. We were just about to have Christmas Eve diner.” She smiled in appreciation, and hugged me as I took her bag and Sarah led her to the living room.

I let the twins sit alone while I brought Erin’s duffle bag to our spare room. In the past we would all three sleep together, but I didn’t know how things were now. I was quick to learn that this was a topic that I didn’t have to worry about. When I came back down the stairs, I was momentarily shocked to see the two girls were already making out on the couch.

Within the one minute that I was gone, Erin had removed her jacket and black top, letting her huge breasts out to be mauled by Sarah. Sarah still had all of her clothes on, but this was only because she was too busy, her hands crawling all over Erin, and her mouth pressed with Erin’s mouth.

Looking at them now, I couldn’t tell that they were twins. Both of the girls had changed so much. Sarah was no longer pale, having developed a bronze tan over the years from sunbathing naked, as well as a few missions into deserts, and her long hair was no longer fiery crimson, but more like red gold. Contrary to her sister, Erin was still lily white, though her hair was cut a lot shorter with long bangs. They both still stood tall, topping about six feet, and they still had great, muscular, though feminine, figures, and each had an awesome rack that could feed an army (which they had put to the test, and were successful). Though they also both had numerous scars (even I had many), I noticed that Erin had at least twice as many now.

I didn’t want to ruin the moment, so I fought against my instincts that screamed, “Jump in you moron!” Instead I just stood in the shadows and watched. For a second, the thought of being a creepy, psychotic, ex-boyfriend went through my head, watching his ex-girl friend with her new beaux, but I laughed that away. But I did feel weird just standing there watching, so I silently went up to my room, where I grabbed one of my digital cameras, and came back down to film them. I also turned on some music, to help them get into a rhythm.

By now Sarah had lost her top as well, and Erin was suckling on one of her nipples. Her little pink tongue wrapped around Sarah’s nipples, pulling the budding nub into her mouth. When she had them sticking far out and as hard as my cock, she would bite them with he pearly white teeth.

“Oh, yes.” Sarah purred, her fingers running through Erin’s short hair. She kept her eyes closed, so she could fantasize that they were back in better times. I knew this, because I recognized the look of peace on her face. It was the same face she’d make when we were all still in high school.

After a minute of this, Sarah fell back against the arm of the couch, pulling Erin down with her. Erin kept her head between Sarah’s breasts, while her hand went down to massage Sarah’s pussy. Sarah was still wearing her black skirt, but Erin simply went underneath it to grope her underwear. Sarah often went without panties, but she enjoyed wearing them for special occasions, because she found it fun when her lovers pulled them off, and how they felt against her cunt when they became soaked with cum.

I came around the other side of the couch so as to get a better angle of the action going on. On this side, I got a great view of Erin’s sexy ass sticking up in the air. She was still wearing her pants, but her muscular cheeks could be made out through the material, along with the thong underwear going up her crack. One thing I could never complain about the army was their training uniform. I had many fond memories of training with the many women wearing those loose bottoms and tight tops. I wanted so much to go over and grabbed that ass, run my fingers over that sweet pussy that could be made out right now. But this was the twin’s moment more than my own, and I could wait until they called me over.

“Hmm, yes, touch my pussy,” Sarah whispered.

Erin had pulled her face off of Sarah’s breasts in order to look at the dripping pussy beneath her. Her face was split by a beautiful grin, as she became excited from her sister’s own excitement.

“You like this? You want me to continue?” She rubbed harder.

“Oh yes, I love it.”

“Then we’ll have to do something about these.” With her free hand, Erin unzipped Sarah’s skirt and pulled it off, throwing it to the floor. This left Sarah’s long muscular legs bare, and her white thong panties exposed. Erin was still massaging Sarah’s pussy through her panties, but when I did a close up, I could see that the white material was almost completely see-through as Sarah kept cumming. Erin’s fingers were practically pushing the flimsy material into the gapping cunt.

“Mmmm, look at this,” Erin said as she pushed Sarah’s legs further open. “You’ve been working out since I last saw this. But I want to see how strong it has become.” And with that, she used both hands to slowly slide Sarah’s panties down her legs. When they slid off her feet, Erin tossed it over her shoulders, where they landed on my head. At no time did Erin aim, or look in my direction, but I swear that she hit me with them on purpose. I didn’t care. Sarah’s scent filled my nostrils, and some of the white cream slid onto my face. I took them off my head and was tempted to throw them back at Erin, but instead I just let it fall onto Sarah’ skirt.

Now that her pussy was bared, I did another close up, focusing in on Erin’s tongue pushing into Sarah’s lower lips. Erin started slow, but when Sarah’s moans became louder and wilder, Erin devoured Sarah’s crotch. She would flick her tongue against it, bite her clit and even shove her fingers inside. Sarah’s pussy had developed over the years, reaching a point that I could fit my whole fist inside without hurting her to much, and Erin took advantage of this.

“Yes, oh god, yes!” Sarah cried out, her hips thrusting upwards, pushing her bald pussy into Erin’s face, and covering her pale white skin with equally white goo, as orgasm after orgasm shook through her body. I panned the camera over Erin’s body and focused it on her wiggling ass. Her pants were quite wet around the crotch now, as she came into the material. It must have been getting hot and itchy down there, because I could see her muscles wiggling.

As if reading my thoughts, Erin paused in her meal, sitting up on Sarah’s crotch. Without saying a word, she leaned back onto her sister’s legs and stretched her own as she slid her pants down her hips. Sarah helped by tugging on her pant legs, until they finally flew off, falling on the floor behind her. Next to go were Erin’s black panties, which glistened whenever light struck it. When Sarah had them off, she tossed them aside, where they landed on my head. I was beginning to think that I might have a target in my hair, but I let it slide as I watched Erin turn 180 degrees and position her pussy over Sarah’s face in a 69. Turning the camera’s attention to Erin’s pussy, a sight I hadn’t seen in two years, I was surprised to see that she had let her bush grow back. It wasn’t thick and wild, like it hadn’t been shaved in years, but was instead a soft downing, enough to cover the sex muscle, but not conceal it. It actually gave her cunt the impression of an abyss surrounded by fire. It was quite the sight.

Also exposed with the disappearance of her pants was a new tattoo. I don’t think I mentioned this before, but after we had come back from our first mission, the three of us had gotten tattooed. We all loved dragons, so that’s what we got. Erin had a green dragon on her left shoulder, and Sarah a blue dragon on her right. They represented the other sister always being together. I had gotten a black dragon put on my back shoulders, its head trailing over my left shoulder and just over my breast. This was to represent me always being with the two of them. You could understand it if you saw us standing together. Plus it made us look dangerous.

But now Erin also had a tattoo on her tailbone. I thought at first that this was in honor of Kate, but as I zoomed in, I saw that it was a fire dragon: a red dragon ablaze with red and orange flames. I knew what this meant because I was the one who told her the story. The fire dragon represented revenge.

I let this pass for the moment. It was a story for later. Right now I had more important things to do. Moving the camera back to the real show, I zoomed in on Sarah eating out Erin. She had used both hands to spread open Erin’s pale white ass, hard as rock after years of military training. Sarah would flick her tongue, going from pussy to ass hole, making Erin’s hips squirm in pleasure. Every few seconds Sarah would slap that white ass. She wouldn’t hit her hard, but the sound could be clearly heard throughout the room. Every time she did this though, I noticed Erin flinch, and when Sarah looked over at the camera, I silently shook my head, telling her that it wasn’t a good idea. Sarah frowned, not understanding why, but she stopped the slapping after the fifth slap, returning all of her attention to eating her sister’s cunt. Erin’s ass was now bright red, but luckily no welts were forming. I couldn’t help but wonder if Erin had suffered the same thing during her disappearance.

I so wanted to jump in there now and fuck either of the twins, my pants were crushing my cock, but they still hadn’t invited me. I knew better than to just jump in, because the first and only time I had done this, they almost crushed my balls to raisins, and refused to fuck me for the rest of the day. So I let them continue. When they finally stopped slurping (after each had a wild orgasm that shook the couch) I thought that they might finally pay some attention to me. I was wrong. Instead, they just slid apart, grinned at each other like they had never been apart, and aligned their pussies together.

“Oh, this is going to be good.” I said as I panned out to get the whole shot.

When they were in the right positions, the two girls moved closer again, grinding their cunts together with enough force to turn a lump of coal into a diamond. They often did this together, but usually only when they had a toy in between. But I remember Sarah telling me one night that they sometimes found the contact of their sensitive flesh to be the most intoxicating without the interference of plastic between them. This was such a time. They believed that this was a time when twins were the closest. If one of them had been a boy, it would be when he shoved his cock inside her cunt, but since they were both girls, the feeling of their clits being ground together was even better. The mixing of their juices was symbolic. Once they got going and started having orgasms, they would wrap their arms around each other, but when they start, they did it laying down like this because they could put more strength into each thrust.

I couldn’t take just watching anymore, so still holding the camera with one hand, I used the other to unzip my pants and let my cock break free. Unlike Sarah, I had chosen not to wear underwear tonight. It got incredibly itchy when I would sweat, but I preferred the freedom and easy access.

With my cock finally able to stretch its full 10” length, I was able to stroke it back to life. I swear the thing was dying trapped in my pants. I don’t know why I left it in there for so long, except that I guess I didn’t want to distract the girls. That was something I didn’t have to worry about. The twins were still too busy to notice me.

“Yes, yes, I’m cumming Sarah,” Erin shouted.

“Me too. God this feels great.” Sarah called back.

They had leaned forward again, their legs entangled, their cunts still crushed together as they embraced. I moved the camera all over them, zooming in on their pussies, and being grateful that we had covered all the furniture with plastic just for instances like this (we went through two couches and three chairs before we thought of this idea.) Their pussies where just gushing cum, and what didn’t go into the other’s hole, spilled over their thighs and onto the furniture beneath them.

I moved the camera to get shots of their ass, Erin’s pale white, and Sarah’s tanned bronze, looking so sweat. Moving up to their slim waists and firm bellies, I caught their huge breasts crushed together. The sight of their rock hard nipples pocking out looked like helpless mountain climbers being crushed by tremendous boulders. When I got to their heads, they were heatedly kissing each other, their tongues flicking between their mouths, their eyes closed. Then it finally happened. They had stopped kissing and their mouths formed large Os’ as the orgasms struck. These were the big ones. The twins began to pant and Erin even growled as they held each other through the muscle spasm that made their pussies burn like fire. I swear I could feel the heat resonating off of them from where I stood. Even their dragon tattoos looked like they were fucking each other, as their arms where wrapped together.

When the orgasms finally ended, the twins fell back, their legs still entangled, and their pussies still together, but looking from above, I could get a great shot of them, Sarah’s bald white cunt and Erin’s fiery bush. Their bodies glowed with perspiration as they panted like thirsty dogs. I put the camera down and went into the kitchen, from where I came back with a glass of water each, and an ice bucket with a bottle of wine. The water was to keep them from dehydrating, and the wine was for after they recovered their strength.

When they could sit up again, they were both struck by a fit of the giggles. “That was so good,” Sarah said as she hugged her knees to her chest.

“Yeah, I’ve missed our times together,” Erin agreed.

“I’ve missed you.”

Erin’s elation vanished. That look of sorrow had returned, crushing her spirit. “I’ve missed you too sweetie.” She wiped away Sarah’s tears with her fingers. “I’m sorry I’ve been gone for so long.”

“You don’t have to apologize,” Sarah replied as the twins once again wrapped their arms around each other, this time both freely crying.

I left the water and wine on the coffee table, uncomfortable around so much open emotions. I have always been thankful that they were never this blubbery with me.

After a minute of crying, the twin sisters wiped their faces again and drank the water I handed them. When they had regained their composure, and had finished their water, I handed them each a glass of wine as we shared a toast to having Erin home.

All three of us drained our glasses in a single gulp, after which I quickly refilled, and sat down in between them. While the girls where naked, I was still fully dressed in my diner suit. Sarah had insisted that I dress appropriately for our diner with Kate, including a tie, so I…. That’s when I remembered Kate. She should have been here by now. “Sarah, what time did Kate say….” Erin stopped me with a deep kiss before I could finish. I was caught off guard at first, but as the seconds passed, I closed my eyes and wrapped my hands around her head, pulling our embrace deeper. 

After a few minutes (to this day I still thank the army for teaching us how to hold our breaths for almost three minutes) Erin broke the kiss and sat grinning at me. All thoughts of Kate fled my mind as I stared at one of my oldest and best friends finally returned to me. Though she had been home with us for almost an hour, it wasn’t until this moment that it finally hit me. Erin was home.

Not wanting to be left out of this, Sarah leaned over my back, her breasts pressing against my diner jacket, and kissed the corner of my mouth. Erin leaned forward again, and we shared a three-way kiss that lasted even longer than the last. While we kissed, the girls quickly removed my clothes; Erin unbuttoning my shirt while Sarah pulled my jacket and shirts off. I had always been muscular, but years of military training and missions had really improved my physique. My mass had almost doubled, while my fat stayed low, leaving me with a broad and muscular chest that could make a movie star ashamed to strip. Not to mention my bulging legs and rock hard ass that could put Brad Pit to shame.


Christmas Wish Ch. 02



But all this was nothing compared to my cock. I had tucked it back into my pants when I went for the drinks, so Erin had the privilege of freeing it from its prison once more. She had forgotten how big I was, because when all ten inches (and 2.7 inches thick) of it shot out, she practically gasped.

“It’s been so long since I had one this long, and this beautiful,” Erin whispered as she started off by slowly stroking my cock, remembering its feel and scent, before she lowered her head to it. Since Erin was now busy, Sarah finished removing my pants, and let them fly away. She gave me a look (you guys all know what kind of look I’m talking about) when she noticed that I wasn’t wearing underwear (she had purposely left out a pair for me to wear), but she forgave me when she saw how happy her sister was.

Licking the top of my cock, Erin took it slow. She was hungry for cock, but it had been so long since she last tasted me, she wanted to savor it. She slid her tongue up the length of my cock, and then would kiss my piss hole, tasting the pre-cum that spat out. After about a minute of this teasing, she got my cock to stretch out to its full length of almost 11 inches – trust me, this wasn’t that great a thing when you are in crawling on your belly in a hostile jungle and you’re behind two gorgeous soldiers, and all that you can see is their tight asses with a wedgy caused by crawling for hours – and taking a deep breath, she dived down onto it. She managed to get the entire length down her throat, her lips kissing my shaved balls. She didn’t stay that way, preferring the up and down motion, and hr head bobbed along to the music that was still playing.

I leaned back into Sarah, enjoying the professional blowjob. Erin had always been better at this then Sarah, and the years hadn’t diminished her talents. She would often look up at me as she sucked, and whenever our eyes met, she would grin like a little schoolgirl. She was so cute when she did this that I never noticed the fact that she looked with only one eye. I mean, I could see the eye patch, and it wasn’t the same as when she used to look up at me with her two twinkling eyes, but she still looked cute. It was like her one remaining eye took over the job of the missing orb, and twinkled twice as bright.

Unable to take the lack of attention anymore, Sarah pulled me down underneath her and slid over my face. Her pussy hanging only inches above me, she slowly lowered herself until I could lick the flaps of her cunt. When I had my tongue deep inside her, she let herself drop onto my face, and squeezed my head with her thighs, as she rode my face.

I could still taste Erin’s cum on Sarah. I had always been surprised by how different they tasted like. While Sarah’s taste was similar to the ocean, salty and clear, Erin tasted fruiter, like a tropical jungle. But her cum had changed since then. It was spicier now, hotter, like pepper. I wonder what happened to bring about this change. Again I thought about what Erin had gone through these past few years, but I let those thoughts drift as Sarah leaned forward, joining her twin on my cock.

Erin had to let my cock slide out of her mouth in order to share it, letting Sarah deep throat it, before she would take it back into her own throat. When they needed to share, they would let my dick hang in the cold air, as they both licked it up and down. I didn’t complain, I just nipped Sarah’s clit (still hard from Erin) with my teeth, making her jump and squeal in pleasure. She would return the favor by biting my balls.

I could have lasted a bit longer, but I could feel the girls getting antsy, so when the twins were both licking my cock, I relaxed my muscles, opened the dam inside my cock, and sprayed their faces with my white cum. The twins gasped in surprise, but they wrestled my cock, both trying to take it into their respective mouths in order to swallow the white gold. This proved more difficult then they thought, so in the end they were both covered in cum, and my cock was bruised from the tug-o-war, but still hard.

The twins gave my cock a minute to recover as they pressed their lips together, cleaning their faces with their tongues. I kept Sarah on my face, because I wasn’t finished with her yet, and I could tell she wanted more from my own tongue, so this left open to have first go on the roller coaster that is my cock. (I don’t see this metaphor as being up and down, but more like a wild ride that can last a long time, going into many deep dark tunnels, and leaving you breathless and sweaty at the end, and ready to go a second time. So stop rolling your eyes ladies.)

Anyway, without getting off the couch (though she almost slipped on all the sticky fluids that spattered it) Erin moved her hips over my cock and slowly lowered herself onto it, her pussy lips embracing the head of my shaft, before letting it slide up the rest of the way. She grunted a bit after taking more than half of it, but she kept pushing down, until she had her ass cheeks touching my thighs. Having it all the way in, she leaned back and started rocking back and forth, grinding herself harder into me.

Sarah had stayed where she was, leaning over my chest, her head in my crotch, and when Erin slid down my pole, she had helped by keeping my cock straight and pushing it into her sister. When Erin had it all in, Sarah buried her face into Erin’s pussy, eating both it and my shaft when it would slide in and out.

Erin’s pussy was just like I remembered it, warm and comfortable. It wasn’t as tight as Sarah’s, but this was because she could take more than Sarah’s. Back in high school, Erin could always take the studs whose cocks where to big for Sarah. These were mostly black guys, but the twins just found this more exciting, and no one could argue the sight of seeing these two very pale red heads being fucked by dark black men. But that’s enough about their history teacher.

Sarah had sat back up on my face, her back arched as the bigger orgasms started to race through her body. In this position, I had better access to her, so I could switch between eating her cunt and licking her ass, thus sending shivers up her naked skin, exciting her even more. This made Sarah wiggle her hips as she fucked my face like Erin was fucking my cock.

Sarah was the first to cum. When I stuck my tongue in her ass hole, she couldn’t take it anymore as she gushed out cum all over my face. I kept eating her out while she bucked, and after a minute, she slid off my face, spreading even more cum all over me. She rested for another minute on my chest, before she climbed off. She said something about having to pee like a race horse, and I had a glimpse of her tight ass jiggling as she raced down the hall, her thighs crushed together as she tried to hold it in. My attention was quickly returned to Erin when I was finally able to watch her tits bouncing up and down.

They would occasionally slap her in the face, and for a brief second I wondered if this was how she lost her eye (after all, her nipples were as hard as stone and just sticking out right now), but I shook that funny thought out of my head. It wasn’t fare to tease Erin about that. Thinking about her eye again made me look at it more closely. I had never fucked a woman with an eye patch before. Erin had really changed these past years. She kept her one eye closed as she rode me, so she didn’t notice me looking up at her.

God was she beautiful. That hadn’t changed. But she was no longer innocent beautiful. She looked more dangerous now – especially with the short hair with long bangs, and the eye patch. But as my eyes roamed over her body, I noticed more scars on her. How did I miss these before? Her body was covered in them. Most of them where small cuts that barely showed up against her skin, but there were a few red angry scars that couldn’t be missed; especially the one along her right breast, and a few on her thighs.

The sight of her pain caused me to weaken a bit, and this Erin did notice. She looked down at me for a second, not sure what was wrong, but when she saw where my gaze was centered, she almost cried. “Please Max, don’t think about that right now. Make me forget my past.”

I shook my head clear and did as Erin said, returning all my attention to her. To help me get back, I thrust my hips harder, making her bounce off my cock. She kept her eye on me for another minute, before she felt my cock return to its fullness, and she started riding it again. “Yes, yes, come on Max, fuck me harder.”

“Okay, now you’re just faking it.” I laughed when she winked down at me. I could always tell when she was faking, because she moaned humorously. So to teach her a lesson I pushed her down on the couch and stood over her. Grabbing her left leg, I balanced it on my shoulder and pushed her right leg further open. This only took a few seconds, but never once did I stop fucking her.

“Hmm, that’s more like it,” Erin purred as she rested her head on the armrest.

I lost all thoughts about the past as I watched her ample breasts jiggle. Since my hands were busy holding her leg and ass for balance, Erin lifted her hands up to fondle those breasts. I watched as she played with her hard nipples, letting them slip between her fingers, and plucking them like grapes.

After almost ten more minutes of this, I felt ready to cum. Erin had had several orgasms within this time, but she was still waiting for her big one, and I didn’t want to disappoint her, so with only a few seconds left of willpower, I slid my right hand over her pussy and started rubbing her clit. I worked slowly at first, getting her warmed up, but as the seconds shot by, I increased the pace, until I could almost see smoke coming from it. I wasn’t worried about hurting her, she was the one that taught me how to rub so fast, but when I finally came inside her, I felt her pussy muscles contract on my cock, squeezing it for all it was worth. When I was near finished, Erin pulled my cock out and turned around, pumping my cock and squirting the rest of it on her face.

“No fair cunt, you didn’t wait for me,” Sarah pouted, seeing the shower show.

“You took to long bitch,” Erin replied through a sticky grin. “What did you do, fall in?”

Sarah stuck her tongue out at her sister, who returned it in kind, before pulling her down over the couch. Caught off guard, Sarah landed with a gasp, one knee slamming into Erin’s cunt. Sarah left her knee there for a few seconds, grinding it into her sister’s pussy. Turned on by this site, I slid behind Sarah and shoved my once again hard dick into her open cunt. Because of her current position, it was closed pretty tight, so I had to squeeze my cock inside, but Sarah only moaned in pleasure.

Not one to be left out of the fun, Erin slid underneath Sarah and pressed her pussy lips to Sarah’s. I could feel Erin grinding into Sarah, her cunt trying to steal my dick back from her sister’s. My dick would occasionally pop out and would get massaged by both pussies, but Erin would quickly push it back into Sarah. She let her hands roam down to the pussies, rubbing Sarah’s clit and my shaft, her fingers pushing me deeper in.

“Oh yes, yes, GOD YES!” Sarah had always been quite the screamer. “I’m cumming. Oh shit, I’m cumming.”

Hearing Sarah’s passionate cries, I reached around her and grabbed her tits while fucking her even faster. I could feel her cunt clamping down on my cock as she came. Erin assisted by rubbing her hand against Sarah’s pussy even faster, and within seconds Sarah exploded in a body shaking orgasm that shook the couch and knocked over our empty bottle of wine.

Before she finished, I also came inside of her, grunting like a bear in heat. Erin kneeled down in front of her sister and lapped up the cum that was spilling out, and Sarah turned her head around and we kissed, our lips locking together and tongues wrestling. When Erin noticed us, she came back up, and we once again shared a three-way kiss.

“That was so incredible,” Sarah said when we separated.

I was also beaming, but not just from the wild sex. I hadn’t seen Sarah this happy since high school. Even Erin was glowing. I should have known that something was wrong at this moment, but I was to excited and tiered to see the shadows that hid in the corners of Erin’s eyes.

“Listen guys, I’d love to stay up longer, but I’ve had a long day and this last hour just drained me.”

“Of course, of course. What was I thinking?” Sarah replied as she got up and went to prepare Erin’s room.

“So how are you feeling Erin,” I asked, hoping she was now able to open up.

“Tiered,” Erin said again. “I just need a bit of sleep. I’ll…see you guys tomorrow.”

I wasn’t so tiered that I didn’t notice the hesitance in her words, but I let it go as I watched her follow Sarah to the guest room.

“Remember, tomorrow’s Christmas Erin, so be ready to wake up early.” I called down the hall. Erin didn’t turn, just waved a hand in reply.

Even with Erin back, this was going to be a tough Christmas. Then I remembered Kate again.

“Where can she be?” I wondered as I picked up the phone and called her cell. I didn’t bother putting any clothes back on.

I let the phone ring until I got her answering machine, so left a quick message. I didn’t tell her about Erin, wanting to keep it a secret, but told her that she was getting a very special gift tomorrow if she could still make it. I just hoped she wasn’t sent out on a mission. She may have taken it to avoid thinking about this time.

When Sarah came back out, she was still beaming. “Glad to have your sister home?” I asked?

In reply, Sarah leapt over the couch to land on my lap. Luckily my dick had gone soft; otherwise she might have broken it doing that. “This is going to be the best Christmas since high school.” She wrapped her arms around my neck, embracing me again.

“Just remember to not push Erin. She’s been through a lot, and she’s not ready to talk about it.”

“Oh she’s going to be fine. She’s home, with the people who love her.” I didn’t want to ruin Sarah’s good mood, so I let it drop. She couldn’t see Erin’s scars, both physical and mental, through her rainbow sight.

“Come on, let’s go to bed,” I said as I picked her up. “We have to wake up early tomorrow.”

Sarah giggled again and kicked her feet as I spanked her ass and carried her to our room, leaving the door open.

*****

Morning came early to the household. It was now Christmas day. And true to tradition, I was woken by the touch of sensual lips on my cock. Open my eyes, I was greated by the most beautiful sight ever; my two best friends, completely naked and sucking my dick.

“Merry Christmas stud,” Erin said, winking at me with her one good eye, while Sarah deep throated me.

When Sarah came up for air, Erin took her place. “Merry Christmas lover,” she said, crawling up to kiss me. I could taste a hint of Erin on her breath, telling me that they had been awake longer than myself.

“Merry Christmas girls.” Erin wiped her mouth after I blew my load into her, and crawled up my other side, and I gave her a kiss too.

We didn’t stay long in bed, all three of us hungry. We walked into the kitchen, still naked as it was warm enough in the house, but I held back a bit. Though it was great having Erin home, I couldn’t help feel remorse that her parents, Mr. And Mrs. O’Connell weren’t alive to see her. They had died soon after I returned telling them that I couldn’t find Erin. I missed Mrs. O’Connell flirting with me. She was unstoppable at Christmas time.

When the girls went into the kitchen to get breakfast ready, I checked our e-mail and phone messages -- still nothing from Kate. Now I was really worried, but I didn’t want to upset the twins. Palming my cell phone, I went back into the bedroom and called the local base. I only got a secretary since it was a holiday, but she told me that Kate hadn’t been sent on any missions that she knew about and that no one had seen her for over a week. This was no surprise, as if she had gone out on a mission, it would be kept off the record. I made a few more calls, but no one knew anything. I had only got through to a few people I knew, but I waved this off to the time. They were probably all gone for Christmas. From the ones I did talk to, mo one had seen or heard from her in a while, and only one general had spoken with her over the phone in the last seventy-two hours. That didn’t help me much, because I had last talked to her about forty-eight hours ago, so I was probably the last to hear anything.

“Max, where’d you go?” Sarah called from the kitchen.

Leaving the phone on the bed, I went back to the kitchen, where the twins were sitting. Still naked, their breasts were almost lying on the table, but I didn’t care, though they did giggle when I asked for the milk.

We had a simple breakfast, and finished it within minutes, as we were all eager to get to the gifts. Though neither Sarah nor myself expected a warm Christmas, we had still bought presents for Kate, Sarah and ourselves had also bought a present for Erin – just incase, she’d tell me. We usually opened these gifts on Boxing Day, but now we could open them on the traditional date.

Leaving our dishes on the table, I chased the girls into the living room. Being Santa Clause this year, I passed over Sarah’s present and Erin’s. Sarah opened hers first, and gasped when she pulled out the glass dildo. We had seen them on t.v. a few month’s back, and she had squealed in delight at the thought of them, so I had placed a order for one. They were expensive, but they were worth it. Made from solid glass, it was incredibly smooth to the touch, and could be warmed up just by placing it in a bowl of hot water. It was also a lot stronger than plastic, and wouldn’t snap in half because of Sarah’s strong cunt muscles.

“Oh Max, thank you,” she came over and planted kiss after kiss on me.

“You’re turn Erin,” I said around Sarah’s embrace. I was curious to see what Sarah had gotten her.

Erin quickly ripped away the paper, letting it fly over her shoulders. “Oh my gawd!” Erin screamed when she removed a studded collar, a leather corset and a rubber butt plug. These consisted of gifts going back over the past few years I later learned. “These are so awesome.”

Sarah went over to Erin, and they hugged and kissed. When they finished, both girls came over to the tree and Sarah handed me my present. I wasn’t as quick in opening it, but when I did, I was surprised. Inside the box was a d.v.d., a pair of handcuffs, and a can of whip cream. I was never easy to shop for, because Sarah was always my best gift. I held up the d.v.d. questioningly, because it appeared to be a home video, but it had a porno cover.

“Just a little something I worked on during your last mission,” Sarah said, winking at me.

“Woe,” was all that I could say, remembering that Sarah had been so exhausted when I had returned.

We had a few other gifts that we all opened, the last of which was a present I had gotten last night while the girls slept. It was something I had made during graduation, but never had the chance to give them.

Handing the small gift to the twins, they both hurriedly opened it. Sarah cried when she saw the picture, and Erin could only stare. “I hope you like it,” I said as they looked down at the picture of the three of us, taken during the graduation party. I think what made this gift more special was that it had nothing to do with sex. The girls where wearing their favorite dresses, and I was in a tux. A school friend of ours had taken it, which I thought was great. It made the picture seem more real, as opposed to something taken by a professional photographer. Those pictures always look fake. But what made this picture so special was that this was the night before we joined the military. The last night of our innocence (so to speak.)




Christmas Wish Ch. 02



“It’s beautiful,” Sarah managed to say through her sobs as she hugged me and kissed me. Erin could only stare at the picture, and I wondered how she felt. She had changed the most out of the three of us, and looking back at herself in her glory must have been painful. But when she looked up from the picture, her face was lit by a smile and she joined Sarah and myself. She never said a word about it, but I knew that this was her favorite present of the day.

When all the presents where opened and done, we were quick to put them to use. Popping in the d.v.d., Erin relaxed on the couch, her legs spread open and the butt plug shoved in. Sarah was right beside her, her new glass dildo in hand and she was rubbing it between her tits, cooing at the feel of it against her skin.

I went over to Erin first, and she smiled as I dived down onto her open cunt. I could feel her fingers going through my hair as I ran my tongue across her pussy lips. When the movie started, the first thing it showed was a girl getting fucked hard. I thought I recognized the moans, and tried to look up, but Erin kept my head down. But I still recognized Sarah’s cries of passion, and knew that this was a porno that she had filmed and stared in. I also recognized the moans of another girl, Robyn, a friend of hers and someone who occasionally joined us.

This only turned me on, and I went faster on Erin. “Oh yes!” She cried out, as her free hand massaged her breasts. “Hmm, yes Max, eat my pussy. Eat me.”

I nibbled on her clit and stuck three fingers inside her, making her moan and cry out louder. Feeling really wicked, I reached under her butt with my free hand, and played with her plug, pulling it in and out, pumping it for all its worth. 

“Oh god!” Erin yelled, as she crushed my head into her cunt. She leaned back a bit and started fucking my face as the butt action sent her over the edge of ecstasy. My face became a sticky wet mass as she came, but I lapped up as much as I could manage. When she was finally done, she finally let me go and I got up and she pulled me into a deep embrace, licking her own juices off of my face. Sarah joined us, licking the spots on the back of my neck, where some of the cum had dribbled to.

When we finished, I pushed Erin over a bit and sat on the couch between them. Erin leaned down and took my cock in her mouth, while Sarah continued kissing me. Unconsciously, my right hand held Erin down on my cock, while my left brushed through Sarah’s hair.

Erin took my cock all the way in, swallowing all 10 inches. I could feel it pass down her throat, only to slide back out when she’d come up. She’d cup my balls, and nibble my mushroom-cap, all the while wiggling her hips to get the ass plug moving.

When Sarah broke our embrace, I took the dildo from her, and she smiled up at me as she leaned back against the arm of the couch, and opened her legs. “This thing is really smooth,” I said, running a hand over it, before plunging it into her gapping gash.

“Oh yes,” Sarah moaned as it penetrated. “Very smooth.”

Seeing that my attention was suddenly divided, Erin came up off my cock, a devious grin on her face. “I think I’m ready for this,” she said as she squeezed my cock.

I groaned as she did this, but I moaned when I saw her slide the butt plug out of her ass, and she turned her back to me and straddled my lap.

“Oh, you are going to do it you little slut,” Sarah pouted as she discovered that I had stopped playing with her new dildo.

Not saying anything, Erin lowered her hips to my cock. She didn’t stop when my cock lid between her cheeks, but went further down. My cock pushed into her ass hole, now able to take it because of the plug. It was still very tight though, and we both groaned as she very slowly lowered herself down.

Still frustrated, Sarah decided to get a little revenge by reaching over and pushing Erin down, forcing my cock up her ass in one hard shot. Erin’s eyes opened wide, and her jaw dropped from the sudden pressure, but she quickly adjusted to it, leaning forward so as to let my cock slide deeper in.

Not one to be left out, Sarah, still impaled on the glass dildo, sat on Erin’s lap and pushed the other end of the dildo into her open cunt. Now Erin was really taken off guard, and I wanted to cry out as the extra weight pushed her harder down on my cock, but we never stopped. While I pumped into Erin’s ass, Sarah rammed her dripping cunt.

I had forgotten about the d.v.d. running, but we could still hear Sarah’s moans coming from the t.v. and this seemed to only excite us all.

My arms were wrapped around Erin’s waist in order to hold her on, so this left the twins’ bouncing breasts unattended, but not for long as Sarah leaned into Erin, crushing their boobs together.

“Oh yes, yes yes!” Erin yelled. “God I’ve missed you guy. Oh…ohhhh… yes, fuck me, yes.” I could feel her body shaking as she had orgasm after orgasm. Even Sarah was shivering as her body reacted to the heated passion.

I also couldn’t take much more, and after another minute of this, I unloaded my balls into Erin’s ass. She felt me cumming inside her, which only made her cum again, and after a minute, we were all cumming together. When we finished, I fell back against the couch, with Erin and Sarah collapsing on top of me.

“That was incredible,” Sarah whispered.

“I know,” Erin replied as she slid the dildo from her cunt and got her ass off of my cock. She let Sarah fall completely onto me as she headed towards the kitchen. When she came back, she had a tray with three mugs of coffee. Sarah and I hadn’t moved. “I think we all need these right now if we’re going to stay awake for the rest of the day,” she said through a smile.

Nodding our thanks, Sarah and I both took a mug and drank the dark liquid. It was still hot, and fresh, much like my two girls I thought with a grin, and was just what I needed. After my third sip, I noticed that Erin hadn’t touched hers.

“Hmmm, I wonder where Aunty Kate is,” Sarah asked, finally aware that her aunt was missing.

I just happened to be watching Erin when Sarah whispered this, otherwise I would have missed it. Erin had flinched at the mention of Kate’s name, and her cheerfulness had disappeared from her eyes for the length of a blink. Erin was paying close attention to us drinking our coffee, I wondered. Then it hit me.

“Erin, do you know what happened to Kate,” I asked.

Sarah looked up at me with a questioning look, as if wondering why I would ask such a thing, but when Erin flinched again, I knew something was wrong.

“Sarah, drop the coffee,” I urgently commanded, throwing my own mug aside. Sarah cringed in fright at the sound of the broken ceramic, but Erin only smiled. Suddenly, my vision became blurry, and I felt Sarah collapse onto my chest.

Too late! I realized. This was a trap!

“Just let the drug do its job Max. It will go faster that way.”

I tried to fight the affects of what ever Erin had put in our coffee, but it was no good. “Why?” was all that I could manage to ask before everything went dark. The last thing I saw was our picture.

*****

I woke up to the affects of a pounding headache, and a mouth full of cotton. As my vision came into blurry focus, I realized that I didn’t have cotton in my mouth it just felt that way. My eyes where crusty, but when I finally had them open, the first thing I saw was the picture of the three of us that I had given to the twins. Was I hung over? No, wait! Everything came flying back to me. Erin had drugged us!

I tried to stand up, not realizing that I was lying down, but couldn’t. Someone had used my new handcuffs to chain me to my bed. Looking around, I saw Sarah lying beside me, also chained to the bed, but she was at least more comfortable. She had her head resting on my lap, with her hands tied behind her back, and her feet bound together. She was still asleep, having consumed more amounts of the drug.

“Good, you’re awake. I was beginning to wonder if you had gone soft these past years.”

Looking up from Sarah, I wasn’t surprised to see Erin standing over us. Gone was the look of ecstasy and joy, replaced by a cold, calculating detachment. This was the face she bore during missions, when we had to kill people. Unlike us, she was now clothed, though not completely. She had dawned a camouflage skirt and her army jacket, though she left her black top aside, leaving her breasts to hang out of the open jacket, and her skirt was hiked up so I could see her red pussy. A green beret topped her crown of red hair, a pair of black stiletto shoes gave her some extra height, and a leather whip gripped in her right hand finished her ensemble.

“What’s the meaning of this Erin,” I demanded. “Have you gone all S & M on us now? This isn’t the way to play this game.” I was mad, and confused. Neither of the twins had ever been into pain, much to my relief. I could never even imagine hurting them, though right now I wouldn’t have minded slugging Erin.

“This is no game, Max,” her words were like venom. “This is revenge.” With that she pulled her whip back and snapped it across Sarah’s tanned behind.

Sarah woke up with a yelp, her beautiful ass now bleeding. “What the fuck?” she shouted. “What am I doing tied up, and who sliced my ass?” True to her training, Sarah was quick to assess the situation. It only took her a few seconds to realize that her own sister was holding her prisoner, and that it was Erin who had hurt her. “What the fuck are you doing bitch?”

“Don’t call me a bitch, whore,” Erin shouted, whipping her ass again, followed by a blow to her tits. That last shot also clipped my own chest, but neither of us flinched. Now that we were awake, we could take the pain better.

“Do you think that hurts? Try taking it for the last two years!” She now reversed her grip on the whip, hitting Sarah in the face with the handle. Sarah’s lip bled from a split lip. She stared daggers up at her sister. Sarah was an easy and fun girl to hang around with, but you never wanted to make her mad. She had a short fuse, and a monstrous temped. She was a red head after all. The problem with this was, Erin was just the same, except with an even shorter fuse and worse temper.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” I asked, trying to take the attention away from Sarah. It worked to well as Erin struck me in the face.

“What the fuck am I talking about?” she repeated. “I’ll tell you what the fuck I’m talking about!” She kicked me in the balls. That really hurt. “You abandoned me. You left me to those monsters!” She whipped us both again, the metal tip of the whip scoring another gash in our flesh.

“We never abandoned you,” Sarah growled. “We had our orders to retreat. Max even went back for you.”

“I know!” Erin began pacing, reliving the horrors of our last mission together. “I watched as he rescued that traitorous whore, leaving me behind.”

“What?” I shouted.

“And don’t you dare tell me that you didn’t see me. I called out to you. I screamed till my throat bled, but you left me behind, again.”

Dear god, she must have been in the same camp as where I found Kate.

“Yeah, you remember now don’t you!” she pummeled me again. My face was starting to swell, but I wasn’t worried about passing out again. Along with our training to take pain, we were also taught how to deal it. Erin knew how to hit a prisoner without killing them or rendering them unconscious.

“Drugs?” Sarah asked.

“You didn’t know? All this time, all of our missions, they were never about protecting out country. Fighting the good fight and all that shit. It was all about drugs. But someone had screwed up, so we were sent to take out a rival drug camp. Only, a new deal had been made during our mission, and we screwed things up for them. So compensation was needed, and we were given to the rebel drug lords.

“But do you want to know the worst of it? It was that bitch who caused that all to happen in the first place.”

It was then that I realized that Erin had gone mad.

“Don’t look at me like I’m crazy,” Erin shouted. “You don’t know. Those rebel bastards where the first to tell me. They went on and on about it, while they raped and beated me. They would tell me about how my commanding office sacrificed us, just so they could get a drug shipment out, while they let their dogs …” she started wailing as she remembered. Now those scars made sense. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for Erin, but my pity only enraged her more.

“Don’t you dare try to understand,” she yelled, recognizing the look on my face. “You will never know what I went through. But I escaped. It took twenty months, and sacrifices of my own,” and her hand momentarily rubbed her empty eye socket, “But I escaped, though not before I killed everyone of those rebels. Then I killed their families, and burned their village. But not before 

I found out who exactly had set us up. It was her all along. The fucking whore who convinced us to join.”

“Who, Aunty Kate?” Sarah’s temper had cooled. She couldn’t stay mad hearing this horror story, but she was confused.

“Don’t mention her name,” Erin covered her ears, as if trying to silence voices only she could hear. “It didn’t take me long to find out that that cunt had set us up from the beginning. Remember, it was she who convinced us to join the army. She helped train us, and when it came time for that mission, she volunteered us. We were her puppet soldiers, eager to do anything to please her, and totally in the dark about her dealings.”

“No, I won’t believe you,” Sarah shouted, tears running down her cheeks.

I was beginning to put the pieces together. Though Sarah didn’t want to believe any of this, it was making some sense to me. I knew those bastards where up to something, and that’s why they didn’t want me going back. I was probably a real nuisance to them rescuing Kate. But could the twins’ favorite aunt have really been a part of this? It made sense in some aspects.

“When I came home,” Erin was still going on, occasionally punctuating a point by slapping or whipping us. The bed was now soaked in blood. “I found those bastards who were responsible for our missions, and for selling me to those monsters, and I got my revenge.” That could explain the trouble I had with my contacts. I felt a moment of pity for what Erin did to them – I had watched her torture a prisoner once. She didn’t enjoy the work, but she was good at it.

Tiered of pacing, Erin pulled a chair over to the bed and straddled it, her chest pressed tightly against the back. This caused her skirt to ride up even higher, giving both Sarah and myself a clearer view of her pussy. I couldn’t help myself, I found her current position to be provocative, and my bruised cock swelled up.

“You want to fuck me again Max?” Erin hissed, back in control of her temper. “Why not, everyone else does. Well here then, fuck this.” And with that she pushed the chair away as she charged me and slammed her cunt down on my cock. It was a lot more forceful then Erin had ever screwed me, but my cock had a mind of its own. Sarah had to roll over in order to watch as Erin straddled me. Her eyes were closed and her hands crushed her breasts, but she kept talking.

“I had to do this same thing to a lot of people before I found out where Aunty Kate was hiding,” She opened her eyes again, and looked down on me. She was in complete control and she wanted to make this clear.

I groaned as her pussy crushed my cock, but I didn’t stop her.

“But this is the best part. When I did find that slut, I actually thought I could forgive her. When she opened that door, and I looked at her, all my anger and hatred disappeared. I just wanted her to wrap her arms around me and tell me that it was all just a nightmare. But she didn’t do it.”

Erin stopped ridding me. She was perfectly still as the tears slid down her face to fall and strike her breasts. “Instead, just could only stare at me. At first I thought she might have just been surprised to see me, like a few other people I saw. But then she said those words, ‘You’re suppose to be dead.’” Erin screamed in rage and once again started furiously fucking me. I groaned as she twisted my cock inside her. “What’s that, I’m going to easy on you?” she leered down at me. “Then try this!” With that she took the plug from her butt (I hadn’t even see it there) and shoved it into mine.

I cried out, not in pain, for it didn’t hurt, but the pressure was immense. With Erin gone thee past few years, my ass hadn’t gotten as much attention, so it wasn’t ready for that.

“You think that’s bad? Try living with it for six months!” She slammed down on me, pushing my cock further into her, as well as pushing the butt plug further up my asshole. I could hear Sarah weeping beside me. All her military training was forgotten as she witnessed the monster her sister had become.

“I couldn’t believe Kate had said that to me. But what she did next was even worse. ‘I had heard you were back,’ she said to me, leaving the doorway open so I could walk in. ‘I suppose you know the real story now, and you came for a cut of the profit.’” Erin reached down and twisted my right nipple, making me cry out in pain: so much for my own training. “There wasn’t a trace of remorse in Kate’s voice. Quite the contrary, she was being smug. The next thing I knew, she had ripped off her clothing and bent over her kitchen table. “Or maybe this is what you want,’ she said over her shoulder. ‘I had heard that some of those rebel men could be tuff. Maybe what you need is the attention of a real woman.’ Then she laughed as she walked over to her bedroom. She wanted me to follow her, and I did, though I had no intention of fucking that slut. I had taken out my gun, fully intending to kill her, but when I reached her room, she had dropped down on my from her ceiling, pushing me down onto the ground and pressing a knife to my throat.

“‘I heard what you did to those C.O.s’ she said into my ear. ‘You didn’t think that I was going to let you come into my house and kill me, your own beloved aunt, did you?’ I fully expected her to kill me then. I wanted it actually. I waited for the cold steel to kiss my neck, the warm blood to start dripping out, but it never came. Instead, Kate slid her free hand down my pants, and played with my cunt. ‘I can’t kill you, my pet. You’re my favorite niece after all. My I can’t let you kill me either.’ So she took my gun and threw it under her bed, and then pulled me up. With a knife still at my throat, Kate worked my pussy, rubbing it furiously, sticking her fingers inside me. I couldn’t control my body, couldn’t help my self. I became weak as she made me cum. When I was near collapsing, she pushed me onto her bed and cut my clothes away.

“When I was completely naked, she stuck her knife in the wall, and kissed me.” Erin became silent again as she remembered, and I used this chance to check on Sarah. She had no more tears left, having cried them all. I could see that she was struggling with this story, trying not to believe it, but putting the pieces together like I did. This explained so many of Kate secrets that it had to be true.

“Kate fucked me for hours. She would play with my cunt, suck on my tits, or sit on my face. Then she’d go down on me, tying my hands to her bed to I couldn’t get away. When she got tiered of all this teasing, she brought out her toys. Her favorite was that strap on that we got her for Christmas. She came close to breaking me with that one, and that was her mistake. When she untied me to turn me over in order to fuck me like a bitch, I grabbed her knife from the wall and brought it across her side. How she screamed.” Erin began fucking me once again, her back arched and her breathing coming in fast gasps. She was near orgasm, and almost done with me. I could also feel my balls getting ready to explode, and I knew that our time, Sarah and mine’s, was fast running out.




Christmas Wish Ch. 03



While Kate stared at Sarah, I slid her dress off, throwing it away from us. She also wouldn’t need it again after tonight. Kate’s body was also tight and lean, muscular but still feminine. Unlike Sarah’s, Kate was just as pale as ever, a trait most red heads share. While Sarah had worked hard on ridding herself of her pale skin, in order to better withstand missions in the desert, where she would be burned to a crisp, Kate kept herself white. She was even more pale then usual, however, do to her constant running and hiding. Like the both of us, though, Kate also had her share of scars, including a large gash in her side where one of the drug lords had gutted her when I had rescued her way back when. It was a constant reminder of her betrayal.

With Kate lying naked on the couch, I took hold of her ankles and spread her legs wide open. Her pussy seemed to wink at me as it opened, and Kate turned her attention to me. A devilish smile spread across her face, and she licked her lips in anticipation.

Sarah went to work on Kate first, leaning over the couch in order to suck on Kate’s white tits. Taking one of the large pale globes in her strong hands, Sarah massaged it until Kate’s nipples popped out, and then she took one in between her teeth and started suckling.

Kate started moaning again, her hands instinctively reaching down to her pussy to rub her clit. I let her work herself over for a minute, enjoying watching her finger move furiously and her ass rubbing against the rough material of the couch. When my cock was hard again, I moved in between her legs, letting them wrap and lock around my back. Placing the tip of my cock against the folds of her cunt, I looked into her expectant green eyes and pushed. “Fuck me Max. That’s an order.” Always one to obey my superiors, I pushed it in. It slid in easy, Kate’s pussy being quite large and deep. Apparently she had been keeping herself busy after all. I could tell that she had been fucked recently, most likely within the past 48 hours. My hands slid down her hips to grab her ass, where I kept a tight grip.

Sarah had moved from Kate’s breasts to leaning over her face. “Oh God, yes, fuck me.” Kate cried out. “Fuck me soldier! Give me fifty.” It was almost like being back in boot camp, when I would do pushups. Kate’s favorite exercise was for me to be butt naked, and to do pushups while maintaining my hard on. It wasn’t to hard when Kate, or one of the twins, was right below me, and as I rose and descended, my cock would go in and out of their pussy. Sometimes it was even their ass, when either Kate was feeling frisky, or the twins needed to be disciplined as well.

But tonight I was in charge, and I made sure Kate knew this. Nodding over to Sarah first, I moved my cock into a different position inside Kate, causing her eyes to open wide, and her body to shudder as the orgasm struck.

Seeing her aunt’s mouth wide open, Kate climbed onto the couch and positioned her pussy over Kate’s face. With one leg draped over the couch’s back, and the other over the floor, Sarah lowered herself onto Kate, who immediately started sucking on her pussy. Kate brought her hands up and fingered Sarah’s pussy, while the younger red head leaned back and rubbed her own large breasts, paying special attention to her engorged nipples.

None of us could speak or cry out our pleasure as we were all groaning and moaning like rutting animals. The smell of cooking food was soon masked by the scent of sex, and sweat would pour off of our bodies.

I kept up my pace in Kate, moving in and out, in and out. I sometimes sped things up, causing her to cry out in pleasure, only to then slow things down just as she was at the brink of an orgasm. She’d groan in disappointment, but this was buried in Sarah’s pussy, as she used her tongue to lick her niece’s clit, and four fingers slid in and out of her pink cunt. From the glare Sarah was giving me, Kate was apparently matching me stroke for stroke, so when I would slow down at the brink, so would Kate.

Enjoying this too much to stop, I just smiled wickedly at Sarah, and pulled her head close to mine to kiss her. We held the kiss for a few minutes and only parted when we realized that it was slowing me down. When we broke apart, Sarah continued leaning down until she was pressed flat against Kate’s body, her breasts crushing into her aunt’s flat stomach. Smiling up at me, Sarah began licking the smooth top of Kate’s pussy, concentrating on her hard clit.

“Oh GAWD!” Kate moaned and returned the feeling to Sarah. When I’d pull out to dive back in, Sarah would move her tongue over to the length of my shaft, licking the juices from it. Sometimes I would pull out of Kate completely, only to bury it in Sarah’s mouth. Sarah cleaned it of all of Kate’s cum, and then I would put it back into the cream dish, making Kate moan again. 

“I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” Kate screamed into Sarah’s pussy, as her own crushed my cock.

My own beastial noises grew louder as the pressure in her cunt increased, and the heat rose. Sarah slid her hips down a bit so Kate could breathe easier. Kate thanked Sarah in between pants and then closed her eyes and cried out as the big orgasm finally jolted through her. I also groaned as her pussy clamped down on my cock.

“Cum inside of her,” Sarah said, slowly stroking my balls. “But save some for me.”

“Oh god, oh god, oh GOD!” Kate screamed and I agreed as I let loose, my cum exploding out of my dick. I let Kate’s pussy stroke my shaft for a few seconds, drawing out the white stream, before pulling out. As soon as the spurting head was exposed, Sarah took hold of my shaft and directed the whole thing into her mouth. Some of the cum struck her face before it disappeared. Sarah worked my cock with her throat like Kate’s cunt, so she was able to draw out the last of my cum; at least, from this load.

Sarah slid off of Kate, who sad up and started kissing her. I watched as the two red heads made out, Kate trying to clean off the few drops from Sarah’s tanned skin. I could feel my cock hardening again, but it wasn’t fast enough. So I slid my hand underneath Kate’s ass and fingered her cunt. My other hand, I slid underneath Sarah and fingered her as well.

Both girls smiled as they kissed, and their hands went from playing with their breasts to playing with my cock. They broke their kiss and turned their smiles towards me, their eyes looking up seductively from under their dark lashes. “Still got more honey?” Sarah asked, her fingers playing with my mushroom-like cap. “Good.”

Within seconds my cock was once again hard, so Sarah pushed me down so that I lay on half of the couch, then climbed up onto me, her legs straddling my hips. I could feel her hot pussy burning my balls. Kate positioned my cock under Sarah’s cunt, and she lowered her hips until she was impaled on my rod. She started slow, moving her hips back and force, my dick moving its way inside her.

Still kneeling beside me, Kate licked my chest, her hands trailing saliva over my muscles. She moved up towards my neck and nuzzled there before continuing up to my mouth. Pulling her tongue back out of my throat, she climbed onto the other half of the couch and squatted over my face, her ass pointed towards Sarah, and her body resting on the cushions.

Seeing this wet, sticky pussy open before me, I naturally stuck my tongue inside. Kate let out a moan and rubbed her cunt against my face. Gobs of white cum slid down my nose and into my mouth. Grabbing her white ass, I squeezed her cheeks and pulled her closer to my face.

Sarah was also having fun, her hands crushing her large breasts while her hips kept swiveling back and forth. Her eyes where closed and her head hung back as she had one small orgasm after another. “Oh yes, Max, yes, fuck me. Fuck me like you fucked Auntie.” She sounded like when she was back in highschool.

I started pumping my own hips up and down, and Sarah increased her pace. As she moved faster, her hair started to fly wildly about. She had to let go of her tits as she needed her hands to steady herself, we were fucking so fast. “Yes, yes, harder.” Sarah cried out.

Kate also started crying out as I brought her to climax, but she suddenly changed her pitch when a bell went off. “Fuck, dinner’s almost ready.” She jumped off of my face and ran into the kitchen.

This allowed me to sit up, and Sarah slid down with my hips, her legs moving to wrap around my back as she bounced on my lap now, my cock going deeper inside. “Yes, there, right there.” Her back arched back as she shuddered and cried out. Since the food was almost ready, I decided to finish this so we could eat, so I relaxed my muscles and let my own orgasm run through me. My balls emptied themselves for the third time that hour inside Sarah. There wasn’t as much as earlier, but my cock stayed hard for just as long and Sarah could still work it.

When we finished, I slid out from Sarah and helped her up. Kate tossed us a towel and a wet rag to clean up, after which we walked into the kitchen where Kate was taking a ham out of the oven. “Sarah, could you be a sweetie and bring this to the table.” She passed her niece a bowl of vegetables, and Sarah walked over to the dining table. Kate followed soon after with a bowl of potatoes, and I brought out the ham, decorated with pineapple rings. There was already a basket with bread and other small servings of food on the table when we sat down. None of us had bothered putting our clothes back on, comfortable in our nakedness.

We skipped saying grace, as we were not religious, and went right to eating. Conversation was kept light. We wanted to avoid talking about work and our real lives, uncomfortable with what had been happening, so instead we reminisced about past Christmases, but this also became painful. Sarah tried to bring up current events in the world, but when things turned to American politics, we also stopped. Things with Bush weren’t a good subject either. We told Kate about turning down our latest mission in order to come here, believing this was more important. She said nothing. She wasn’t upset, after all, it was she who had invited us, but we were having to good a time at the moment to ruin things.

When diner was over, Kate brought out a chocolate cake that she had baked for dessert. We dug into that, and then moved over to the fireplace to warm up. It was winter after all, and we were naked. As we sat down, I noticed that the sun was starting to come up. It was Christmas morning.

“Well, I’ve already received my gifts from you two,” Kate started, with a bright smile. “And I know that you’ll have to be going soon, so I guess I should give you my gifts.” This brought a sad smile to Sarah’s face.

Kate started with me, passing over a rectangle box wrapped in red paper. I slowly unwrapped it, trying to make our time here last forever. When I opened the box, I found a magnificent dagger. It had an ivory handle that fit perfectly into the palm of my hand, and a twelve inch serrated blade, made from gold, twisted like a slithering snake from the base. I gave a few practice swings with it, and smiled appreciatively.

“That was a dagger used by a tribe over 3000 years ago for ceremonial sacrifices. It is believed that the tribe Shaman would plunge the blade into the hearts of their enemies, and the serpent would devour that heart, preventing them from rising up to avenge their deaths. I found it during one of my missions in South America. I thought you’d like it for your collection.”

The dagger wouldn’t be much use on the field, but she was right. It was perfect for my ever-growing collection of blades. With a wide smile on my face, I leaned over and kissed Kate on her mouth. “Thank you Aunt Kate, its magnificent.”

Next, Kate passed over a blue present to Sarah. Like a little girl, Sarah ripped the wrapping away, letting it fly over her shoulders. When she opened the box, her smile froze. Kate took a loud gulp, swallowing her nervousness. “I also found those on a mission. They’re not ancient, or ceremonial like Max’s knife, but the instant I spotted them, I knew they were perfect for you, and this eventual evening.”

Sarah looked up from the box, tears flowing down her cheeks, and she rushed to hug Kate. “Oh Auntie, they’re beautiful.” The two women stayed that way for a few minutes, Sarah openly crying into Kate’s shoulder, and Kate brushing Sarah’s hair. I could see glistening tears slide down Kate’s cheeks, but she maintained tighter control of her emotions.

When the light of the sun entered the room, I let out a light cough, and Sarah parted from Kate’s embrace. “I also have another gift for both of you in my room.”

We both nodded, already knowing what we would find, and left to gather them. I picked up the camera as I walked past. We didn’t need any memories for what was coming next.

Inside her room we found what we were expecting; black pants and a matching muscle shirt for myself, and a black leather skirt and tube top for Sarah, as well as combat boots, (Sarah’s went up to her knees, while mine where standard issue) gun holsters, automatic weapons, some grenades. We each had a travel pack with some rations and more weapons, as well as blue prints and satellite surveillance photos. A black bandana, and a black hair braid finished our outfits. When we were dressed, and Sarah had her hair tied back into a long ponytail, we left the room and returned to find Kate still standing by the fireplace. I gave her credit for not bolting. Though we had no intention of letting her escape today, I had been hoping that she would have been gone when we came back. Not only was she still here, she had put her dress back on. I guess she still had one last use for it after all.

Kate was blushing as she smoothed out the folds in the satin dress. “I guess I look silly wearing this right now, but I thought it was more appropriate then my combat outfit, or even butt naked.” She tried to giggle, but a hiccup stopped her. “I’m ready.”

Sarah reached down into the box and grabbed one part of her gift. I stood besides her, giving her my strength, but she didn’t need it. She had fallen back into the role of the hunter. She would not show any emotions now, her face as calm and cold as stone. Wrapping the leather holsters around her slender hips, she reached back into the box and pulled out her other gifts; one blue gun and one green. The sun shinning through the windows reflected off of the two guns, making it look like they where made of Sapphire and Emerald.

Kate stood tall before us – her chest out and shoulders back, just like the military had taught her. Never showing any signs of fear or weakness, Kate saluted us both. She kept her hand pressed to her forehead as Sarah raised both guns.

Sarah sighted Kate down the barrels of both guns, her blue eye looking down the green, and her green eye the blue. One eye glowed with love, the other with hate.

“Merry Christmas Kate,” I said, the only parting words I would give her.

“Remember I love you. All three of you.” Kate whispered, a tear falling from each eye, as Sarah pulled the triggers. It took less than a second, but it felt like an eternity. Things were moving so slow that I was able to see that even the bullets where made to match the guns.

Two bullets struck Kate, punching through her chest, just beside her left breast, and exiting out her back. I had watched the bullets fly past my sight and straight into Kate’s heart. To her credit, Kate only flinched once, and never cried out.

Grabbing our hooded cloaks on our way, we were out of the apartment before she struck the ground. We still had other priorities, and a mission to complete. 

The room glowed red as the fire licked her body. Smoke poured out of the room as we walked down the hallway. Someone must have had a moment of insight at one time, because a smoke alarm went off. Only one door opened, and a fat, ugly head popped out. “Hey, what the fuck is going on. It’s Christmas for fucks sake, and I was enjoying my fucking present.” Sarah walked past him, and he tried to grab her ass, but my own hand was already moving. I recognized the pig from yesterday, the one who was rapping the teenager.

With a twist faster than he could comprehend, I snapped his wrist, the shattered bone sticking out of his skin in a bloody mess. Before he could look at me, I brought my new dagger out and buried it into his heart. A look of horror came over his face as blood leaked out of his mouth, only to be drawn back in. No blood pooled out of the chest wound, and even his wrist stopped bleeding. When I drew the blade out, it was clean. I nodded, impressed with Kate’s gift. Pushing the empty body back into its room, I glanced once inside. The girl was already dead, her body bent over a chair with her ass in the air. Apparently he hadn’t been finished with her.

I left things as they where, confident that the fire would take care of it. Sarah hadn’t waited for me, and in fact probably hadn’t even acknowledged what was happening, but I didn’t care. She was still only a few feet ahead of me. I was fast in my work.

We left the building to find that it was snowing again. Smoke was now coming from every window on the third floor, and we could see flames leaping from Kate’s window. The streets where still deserted. It was hard to believe that this was New York.

“So where do we go?” Sarah asked me.

I took the mini computer from one of my pockets and checked the information Kate had given us. “Washington D.C.”

“Of course.” Neither of us where surprised. That was where we were originally supposed to go.

“They have an underground compound. It’s no where near the other targets.”

“That will make things easier.”

We kept walking in silence. We had our intel, there was no more reason for sound. We felt the eyes of the city watching our every movement as we walked, but the only signs of life we saw where a few people running over to the burning buildings after we had gone past. The fire department would eventually go out there, after all no one wanted the city to burn down, but there would be a lot more space now.

After an hour of walking, we finally reached our motorcycles. We had left them here in case we needed to hide. It had been more instinctual then practical. Our cloaks billowed out behind us as we zoomed out of the city.

When we arrived in Washington D.C., we weren’t surprised to find news of our activities in New York had already hit the newspapers. It had taken us over six hours, but news travels faster. The article was unspecific, just two dark figures leaving a trail of bodies and burning buildings. We didn’t care.

Pulling out the electronic map, we followed the trail given to us. Like New York, the streets here were deserted of people. They had more reason to fear being out in the opening. We, however, didn’t, but that didn’t mean we were stupid about our actions. The difference between here and New York was, in New York, we weren’t dealing with an army.

We stayed on our bikes as we rode down the streets. They were custom made for us, designed for both speed and protection. Each one also sported machine-guns, so when the cars came out of the alleyways ahead of us, we let fire. The cars exploded in flames as we moved past.

Two blocks ahead, we again met resistance. A sandbag blockade had been set up with turret guns pointed towards us. Nodding to Sarah, we rode another block, before splitting up, Sarah going down the left alley, myself the right. We had been made aware of this blockade thanks to Kate, so we already knew how to get around it.

Racing through the maze of alleys, I burst through the backdoor of a kitchen and surprised my attackers when I exploded out of the large window beside them. Glass shards flew ahead of me, slicing into the few soldiers hidden behind the sandbags, followed by the bullets from my motorcycle guns.




Christmas Wish Ch. 03



When I landed back on the road, I drew my katana from the sheath on my bike and blood sprayed as I finished off the few survivors. With the way cleared, I kept riding down the street. Sarah was to meet me ahead in a few minutes.

Sure enough, the bank three blocks up suddenly exploded and flaming soldiers flew out to smash against the light posts and street signs. Sarah followed those dead soldiers, her bike leaping out of the hole in the wall.

That was supposed to be all the ambush sites until we reached the area. Making my way around the burning debris, I caught up to Sarah and we continued together. Neither of us where to upset about the deaths we left behind. These where more soldiers like us. These weren’t the guys you’d see on TV, talking about their family they left behind, or how they hated taking a life, but they had to in order to protect the free world. These were the soldiers that assassinated world leaders, or silenced investigating reporters who got to close to classified information. These were killers. They were probably the ones responsible for emptying the area. I think I even recognized a few of them.

“Was that Grant?” I heard Sarah ask through the speaker in my helmet.

“Yeah. He always was a prick.”

“Small one at that too.”

My eyes opened wide in shock, but Sarah’s laughter cooled me down, and even made me smile. It was good for us to laugh together now. It was a habit we tried to keep, laughing together before facing off against Death.

“Two minutes.” I told Sarah, and she nodded her head. We had to keep radio silence from this point.

We rode up three more blocks and around two more streets when we saw our target: A large non-descript building in the middle of the business section. You could pass by it hundreds of times a day and never know that it housed a mercenary base in the basement.

Seeing our target, we increased our speed. When we were only a block away, Sarah started the song. We had only a few minutes to get in and down there before all hell broke loose, so we decided on this music to act as a timer. This was a trick we had learned when we were all still together.

With “All The Things She Said” by TATU playing in the background, we burst through the building’s glass doors. With time running, we immediately flooded the room with bullets, emptying our motorcycle guns first, before pulling out our own automatics. Dozens of guards fell within the first few seconds. When the elevators opened up, we aimed our bikes at them and back flipped off. The bikes continued until they hit the guards coming out. As the doors closed, the bikes and guards where still inside when the bombs exploded.

We paid no attention. With new guns in hand, we separated, moving around the office shooting at anything that moved. There were more guards coming out of every little cubby. We kept moving to the blasted elevators and while Sarah covered me, I forced one of them open. The metal door fell to the ground, and I jumped in. The elevator had fallen to the basement, but I snapped a cable onto the wall and repelled down. Sarah was fast behind me.

We were halfway through the song when we hit the bottom. There had been some guards here too, but the fallen elevator had taken care of them. The explosion and crash had struck the doors, sending them flying into the wall, crushing all the guards that waited.

We didn’t take any chances though. As we hit the bottom, we both through concussion grenades down the only hallway. After they went off, we ran out, shooting. When we ran out of bullets, we switched guns instead of reloading.

The passage clear, we ran on. Less than a minute left. There were a lot fewer guards down here than the main floor. We were prepared for this. Apparently this was a restricted access. Intruders weren’t supposed to get this far, so security was mere formality. There were only two guards stationed at each cell, and two rooms separated each cell. They didn’t want their prisoners interacting with each other.

We found the room we were looking for near the end of the song. Sarah planted some small explosives around the doorframe, and as the song climaxed, she blew the door open. We entered just as the song finished.

The room was small, a 10x10 stone cell with no windows and no light, except what the guards had brought in with them. From this light we saw our target. Stripped naked, covered in bruises and cuts, her red hair filthy with dirt and blood, she was a mess. She would have looked so pitiful if it hadn’t been for the fact that three guards were raping her. She would have been crying out in pain if her mouth weren’t full. The smallest of the three was standing at her head, his dick in her mouth, while the second lay beneath her. The third stood behind her, his dick pounding into her ass. We could see tears running down her swollen cheeks, leaving small trails in the dirt.

“Erin!” Sarah cried out. The three guards had looked up from their victim upon seeing the exploding door, but in their current situations where helpless to do anything. Before I could do anything, Sarah pulled out her new blue and green guns and shot each guard in the head. The two standing over Erin fell on top of her. The one underneath, a tricky shot for anyone else, stayed where he was.

With the guards down, I rushed over and through them off of Erin, and picked her up. She slowly slid off of the dead second guard, her bald and battered pussy eagerly releasing it. She was barely conscious, but she was still able to wrap her arms around me.

Sarah flung her helmet off and ran over to us. “Erin, can you hear me?” She cradled her sister’s head in her hands.

“Sarah?” Erin tried to open her eyes, but they where too swollen.

“We need to get out of here, now!” I said. This was the dangerous part. We hadn’t planned this far ahead. Kate knew how to get us in, but she hadn’t known how to get us out.

“That…that way.” Erin pointed. Having no time to question her, we ran out the cell and down the hall in the direction she pointed. It wasn’t long before someone still alive finally sounded the alarm. I didn’t think we’d make it.

“Through that door.” Sarah broke open the door and we followed her in.

We had entered a small office, probably a guardroom. Unable to speak, Erin pointed towards one of the pictures on the wall. Sarah investigated it, and when she pulled it down, part of the opposite wall slid back.

Hearing footsteps pounding the floor out in the hall, we went into the secret passage and pushed the wall back. It fell into place with a resounding snap. Evenly spaced lights on the ceiling lighted the passage, so we were able to see where we were going. We followed the passage for a few minutes before emerging in a new room. However, this time the room wasn’t empty. Two men in uniforms where standing inside, each looking out a window and armed with a riffle. They hadn’t noticed us yet, but we wouldn’t be able to sneak by them undetected.

“Stay here,” Sarah whispered to me. I nodded my head, the only acknowledgment I would give. This wasn’t the first time she had to distract some guards. At least this time there were only two.

Sarah left the secret passage and closed the door a bit, so as to be less detectable. “Hey boys, looking for something?”

The two guards spun around, weapons pointed at the speaker. When they saw Sarah though, her cape flung open to show off her tube top and mini skirt, they’re jaws dropped as well as their guns. Reaching behind her neck, she undid the hair braid, letting her thick red hair to flow free. She shook her head once to spread it out and the guards started to drool.

“She … never changes … does she?” Erin gasped as we watched her work. Since it would be a few minutes wait, I sat down on the cold floor, Erin cradled in my grip and my cloak wrapped around the both of us.

“Hey, you… you’re not supposed to be here.” One of the guards stuttered.

“I’m sorry, I got lost from the tour group. Maybe y’all can help me?” She was using her fake southern accent. “I’ll make it worth your while.” When she smiled she had them.

The two guards grinned to each other and then dropped their guns. They practically ran over to her. The lead guard took hold of her top and pulled it down, causing Sarah’s large breasts to pop out. Each guard took one breast in his mouth, and they both began sucking.

“Oh yeah, suck my tits sugar.” Sarah moaned. So fake.

She walked backwards to their desk and sat down, her legs spread-eagled. The second guard took the opportunity to put his face between her thighs and lick her pussy. She hardly ever wears panties nowadays. They get in the way to often.

Being in such a hurry, Sarah didn’t want to waste time. “Come on ya’ll, are you men or are you bitches. Fuck me already.”

She got onto her hands and knees and pointed her ass in the air. The guards became even more excited as they stripped off their clothes and got into position. The first guard got in front of Sarah and shoved his dick in her mouth, while the second moved behind her and shoved his dick into her wet pussy.

Sarah continued moaning but it was muffled around the guy’s small cock. These two clearly weren’t the best she’d ever had. Her muscles barely twitched as they fucked her, and I doubt she even really felt much. The first guard didn’t seem to notice Sarah’s bored performance, his mind drifting in paradise from her expert blowjob, but the second guard wasn’t getting what he wanted.

“Her cunt is too fucking big. She must be a fucking slut.” Pulling out of her cunt, he moved up a bit and shoved it into her asshole. Now Sarah did acknowledge his presence, because her whole body shot forward and her eyes opened wide. Even the first guard felt it as he found his dick suddenly down Sarah’s throat.

“Yeah Ramond, fuck this bitch’s ass. Her mouth is so good.” He grabbed the back of her head with his meaty palm and pushed her towards him, getting even more of his dick down her throat. He matched the rhythm of his cock thrusts with her bobbing head.

The guard called Ramond was clearly having a better time now, his dick sliding back and forth in Sarah’s tight hole. Not wanting to leave her cunt empty, he slid his right hand inside. His hand was small enough that he could fit the whole thing and so he started fisting her. 

She hadn’t been fucked in the ass in so long that she wasn’t used to it. Not to mention the fisting action. When I saw her fingers clenching the edges of the desk I knew it was my turn to move in.

Slipping around the hidden door, I drew my new dagger and my gun and walked up behind the Ramond. Being as busy as he was, he never saw my dagger slice open his throat. Neither did his partner, the guys eyes still closed shut, but they opened wide when the bullet passed through his head.

With the two guards dead, Sarah spat out the limp cock and turned an angry glare towards me. “You could have waited until he pulled out. This is just what I needed, a dead cock up my ass.”

“Sorry babe,” I said as I holstered my gun.

“Don’t be sorry, just get him off me.”

I pulled the dead Ramond away from Sarah, his dick slowly sliding out of her ass with a wet pop. It was just like the guard I pulled off of Erin. These two did everything the same.

When Sarah could stand up again, she slid her top back up and readjusted her skirt. When I came back into the room carrying Erin, her hair was already tied back up.

“Good to see you haven’t lost your stuff sis,” Erin whispered.

“Where to now Erin?” Sarah asked, ignoring the barb at her expense.

“Out of the room and down the hall. On the right should be a fire exit.” She paused for breath. “If you two took care of most of the guards, we should have a clear path to their parking lot and you can swipe a care from there. I have a place we can hide out in for now.”

Following her instructions, we arrived in the lot and within a few minutes, were driving away in a red corvette. There were only a few guards who got in our way, and Sarah took care of them by leaning out the window and shooting them with her two guns.

We drove for over an hour, leaving Washington and driving into a small town. In the town Erin lead us to her apartment. It was a lot better than Kate’s, and Erin assured us that no one knew of it. This was one of her safe houses.

I left Erin with Sarah while I went and got rid of the car. I had to drive it far away so it couldn’t be traced back to us, so it took me a while to return. I had to take two busses and a cab, and then walk ten blocks just to make sure I wasn’t followed. With the coast clear, I went into the apartment.

I found Sarah lying with Erin in her bed. Sarah had put some pajamas on Erin and the two were wrapped together underneath the blankets, crying into each other’s shoulders. I left them alone as I walked into the kitchen. They had already raided the fridge, so now it was my turn. Not surprisingly, all of the chocolate ice cream had been cleaned out. But I wasn’t hungry for that anyway. Finding some meat in the fridge and some bread in the cupboard, I made myself a sandwich, grabbed a beer and walked back to the bedroom.

Sarah and Erin had stopped crying and where now kissing each other. Their clothes had come off while I was in the kitchen, but the blankets still covered them. It was winter after all, and still cold in here. The sun had set as I came in, making it even colder.

I sat down on a chair and ate my food, watching the two red heads going at it. Now that things had calmed down, I was better able to see Erin. Her red hair had grown out a bit more. I guess her captors liked her having long hair, because usually they would cut it away so a prisoner couldn’t strangle herself with it. Her left eye was still missing, but the scar had faded so it wasn’t as noticeable anymore. She was still as lily white as ever, probably from being in that cell for long. We didn’t know the exact amount of time she had been captured, but we guessed since before the summer at least.

Her body was covered in white and red scars like the rest of us, but she also had new scars, as well as angry purple bruises. From how gentle Sarah was being with her right now, I could tell that they must still hurt. The best thing for Erin would probably be simple rest now, but Sarah’s affection was just as healing as a visit to the hospital, which we could not do. After all, it was a government building we broke her out of. Good thing we were already considered fugitives.

Erin had caused both the government and the military a lot of trouble over the years. Having gone renegade, she had set about getting her revenge on everyone who had been involved in that drug run. She had killed at least two high up generals, and a number of other officers, plus entire platoons that served under them. And that was just our team. She had gone world wide to seek her vengeance. She was wanted in almost every country for numerous crimes. Then again, so were we.

As I stuck the last piece of my sandwich in my mouth, Erin rolled over and looked towards me. “Now that you can’t get any crumbs in my bed, why don’t you come over nd join us.”

I wasn’t worried about waking up the next day hog tied and helpless. I could see that the madness had finally left Erin. Her eye was clear, sparkling like an emerald. Draining my beer in one long gulp, I took off my clothes and climbed into the bed with them.

“Holy fuck, you’re feet are cold!” Sarah screamed.

“Yeah, but the rest of him is boiling hot for us.” Erin added as I slid between them, her arms wrapping around my chest from behind my back. I looked over my shoulder to her, and she kissed my mouth. Our tongues intertwined together as our lips locked. Sarah waited a few seconds before sliding over me to join in on the kiss. We kept kissing for a few minutes, before Erin broke off to kiss my neck and shoulders. Sarah and I continued, and I even brought up my right hand to cup her face.

I suddenly lost focus on Sarah when I felt Erin’s fingers sliding through my ass crack. “Hey now!” I cried out. I knew what was coming but could do nothing to stop her. Sarah only laughed when she saw my reaction to Erin shoving two fingers up my ass. 

“Merry Christmas Max,” Erin said as I groaned in discomfort.

Flashes of memories of when we were teenagers passed by my eyes. This was always one of her favorite paybacks for when I fucked her or Sarah in their respective ass.

“Poor baby,” Sarah mock cooed into my ear, before lifting her right breast to my mouth.

I took the offered treat and bit down on her nipple. Sarah squealed in delight and started moaning. I was also making some noises, but that was because Erin had added her tongue to the work on my ass. “Oh fuck,” I moaned, my dick getting painfully hard.

“Well hello there,” Sarah said as she saw my cock rise up. Leaning down she took it in her mouth. She started by licking the tip, but her hunger won out as I felt it rubbing against the back of her throat.

Erin pulled her fingers out of my ass and cleaned them off before pushing me down onto my back and squatted over my face. Seeing her pink pussy opening up for my waiting mouth, I stuck my tongue in. Her clit was quick to harden and moans even quicker to start. “Yes, oh yes. Eat my pussy.”

Sarah stopped sucking on my cock, not wanting my to blow my load yet, and climbed up my body. She stopped when she lay on top of me, her breasts crushing into my chest, and her pussy lowering itself onto my cock. I groaned into Erin’s pussy as I felt Sarah’s warm embrace around my cock. Sarah joined me under Erin, first kissing me, and then lifting her head a bit in order to lick her sister’s cunt.

Erin was unable to breathe properly, her breaths coming in gasps as her pussy dripped down onto us. She couldn’t even stay up, having to fall down beside us. Her pussy remained over my face, but now her own was close to Sarah’s. She got into a makeshift 69 with her twin, licking her thighs and ass while Sarah continued grinding herself down onto me. Unable to get her face down onto Sarah’s pussy, Erin slid her hand over Sarah’s ass and fingered her clit from behind.

This caused Sarah to start gasping and panting as well. I returned the favor to Erin by bringing up my right hand and adding my fingers to working her cunt, in the same way she finger fucked Sarah. My hands running over Erin’s smooth ass, I was able to slip to fingers through the back of her cunt.

All three of us where moaning and groaning quite loudly now, and the bed shook. It must have had extra support underneath to keep from falling apart we were so wild. 

“Oh god, oh god, yes. Yes!” Sarah had to stop kissing me in order to cry out.

“Oh Max, work those fingers!” Erin added.

“Yes Max, right there. Right there!” Sarah sat up, her body arching.

Erin also stiffened her body as she felt the same orgasm pass through her that was going through Sarah. They would often have their orgasms together, and this made it even better for me. My cock felt like it was wrapped around two pussies during these moments, instead of just the one.

“Come on Max, cum inside me!” Sarah screamed. She pressed her palms onto my chest, her long nails stabbing into my muscles.

I buried my own fingers into Erin’s cunt and ass crack, and Erin did the same to Sarah as we all came at the same time. My cock exploding deep inside Sarah while Sarah came over my cock, and Erin dripping down onto my face.

Sarah continued ridding my cock, her hips moving back and force, but Erin had sat up again and leaned forward to kiss Sarah. The two sisters kissed passionately for a few minutes before reluctantly parting and climbing off of me.

Still hungry for more, Erin got on her hands and knees on the bed, while Sarah crawled beneath her. Erin waited until Sarah was in position, and then she lowered herself down onto her twin. The two girls wrapped their legs around each other like twisting snakes, and pressed their pussies together. In this position, they could rub their cunts together, as well as their breasts.




Christmas Wish Ch. 03



I waited a few seconds, letting my cock become rock hard again. So while I watched them, I picked up the tub of Vaseline from the nightstand and spread open Erin’s ass. Since she had been through hell today, I figured I should go easy on her ass, and she would appreciate the extra lubrication.

Erin smiled up at me over her shoulders as I took two fingers and massaged the jell into her open brown hole. She was still under the affects of already being fucked there, so it wasn’t to hard. When her asshole was glistening, I got up behind her and gently put the head of my cock to her ass. I felt her tense up and her fingers wrapped together with Sarah’s as she got ready, but she didn’t stop me. In fact, she encouraged me. “Yes Max, fuck my ass. Remind me what it’s suppose to feel like.”

Doing as she said, I placed the head of cock against her ass, and when she was ready, pushed it in. My dick must have been bigger than the guard who raped her, because as I pushed down, her ass had to widen even more to accept it.

Erin whimpered as the pressure hurt, but Sarah kept their pussies grinding and after a few seconds the pain left her ass to be replaced by intense pleasure. You see, the secret to ass fucking is in finding the G-Spot. Just as there is a G-Spot in the pussy, there is also one in the ass (this is also true for guys, just so you know), and striking that spot can cause waves of pleasure to rush through the girl. Although it had been many years since I was last with Erin, I still knew her body.

“Oh yes, yes, fuck me Max.” Erin cried when not kissing Scott. “Yes, yes, oh I’m going to… to… CUM!” Erin cried out as she came again.

This time she came alone, but Sarah purred as she felt the leaking cream being squished into her own gaping pussy, and after another minute, the friction between the two made her pussy itchy. “Oh, yes, my turn Sis,” she moaned.

“I can feel it Sarah,” Erin cried, looking down at Sarah. “Cum with me. We’ll cum together, like how Mom taught us.”

Even though my dick was not inside either pussy, I could feel their muscles go wild as both girls came again. I was almost ready to, my dick extra sensitive. I pulled out of Erin’s ass, and she gave a little moan of pain as the pressure suddenly increased, only to disappear just as soon as it started. She then gave a plaintive mew from lack of attention, so I quickly buried it up to my balls in her wet pussy.

Erin sighed in pleasure again, as if I had just put out a bush fire between her legs, but as soon as the two girls experienced another orgasm, my dick was jerked around inside, and I also came.

Erin cried out in pleasure, before collapsing on top of Sarah. Sarah wrapped her arms around the sleeping Erin, and I pulled out. Sarah pleaded with her eyes for me to give them some time alone again, so I smiled in understanding and went into the bathroom. I hadn’t showered since before Christmas Eve, and after all that I had been through these last few days (not to mention all the sweaty sex) I was filthy. So I turned on the hot water and took a relaxing shower, letting all the dirt, grime, blood and sweat wash away with the falling water.

I had only been in there for ten minutes, but I was already missing my girls. When I got out, I toweled off the dripping water from my body and left the washroom. I paused in the hallway for a second as I heard the television set. “The secret service was quick to stop the would be assassins before they could kill the president…”

“Hey Sarah, did you turn the TV on?” There was no response. “Sarah? You should also take a shower babe, it will just wash away all your problems….” I froze when I re-entered the bedroom.

It was impossible. I had only been out of the room for ten minutes. I could only stand there and stare. There was just so much blood.

Movement to my left snapped me out of my shock, and I spun around just in time to dodge the speeding bullet. Dropping to the ground, I crouched like a spider and leapt at my attacker. The assassin had dropped his gun in favor of a knife, but I was able to grab his wrist and stop his thrust.

My would-be killer was no match for me, especially when I was angry. I usually try to keep my mind clear when in a fight, but all that I could see was Sarah and Erin’s terrified expressions. Blood burning my gaze, I crushed my attackers wrist in my bare hand. His bones exploded beneath the skin, and blood spilled to the floor. My own hand was bleeding as bone shards sliced open the calloused skin, but I didn’t feel anything.

I threw the assassin into the kitchen. He struck the fridge and collapsed to the ground. Not dead yet, I walked over to him, picking up my new knife from my equipment where I had let them fall, and punched it through his heart. The assassin died with his scream frozen in his throat. I left the knife there. The TV was still on. “This just in, incredible footage secretly taken from inside the White House, at great risk to her own safety.” The reporter disappeared and in her place was amateurish video of a bunch of men in black suits running around. I ignored it.

I walked back to the bedroom, unable to believe what I had first seen. It had to have been my imagination. Maybe something staged to catch me off guard for that assassin. They couldn’t be…dead.

I fell to the floor, tears openly falling down my face to splash in the gore splayed all over. The twins where in fact dead, but even worse, their killer had wrapped a red ribbon around them, and above them a message written in their blood, “Merry Christmas Hunter!” I knew who did this. It was the same people that had given us our last assignment. The one we abandoned when we were given word as to Kate’s location.

Walking back to the kitchen, I unmasked the assassin. It was Charlie. Sarah and I had worked with him a few times in the past. She had even fucked him on occasion.

This didn’t make any sense. We had passed on missions before, and they were always pissed, but never this. Then again, we never had a mission that was classified like that. I guess they had really wanted him dealt with.

I didn’t care anymore. The twins were dead. My friends, my lovers, my family. I had nothing left in this world. Nothing, except revenge. And if I myself died getting it, then I would be back with them.

I gathered my few belongings and personal items and left the apartment. As I closed the door, I remembered that the TV was still on.

“Oh my god, he did it. He actually did it!” The door closed, and I missed what else she said, but I would know soon enough. The whole world would know. “What you are seeing now is live footage of a nuclear missile being launched towards those who are being called America’s enemies. Ladies and gentlemen, the United States of America has just declared war once more.” What people wouldn’t know, however, was that this was my entire fault. This was my Christmas present to the world.

*****

“That is my story. That is our story.” The hologram ended and I was left alone in the dark of night. The winter wind blew past me, pushing my dark hood from my head. My long red hair blew wildly in the wind, but I did nothing about it. Even when the wind blew open my cloak, I barely registered it. I was wearing what I always wear, a black top that barely covered my large round breasts (a family trait), and a black leather mini-skirt that barely covered my shapely ass. I had knee-high high heel boots, but they weren’t designed to keep my legs warm. My outfit wasn’t designed for warmth. It was to make me look sexy. Too distract my enemies. Hell, I didn’t even wear panties. Another family trait I found out.

Many people would be too afraid to be standing alone in a graveyard during the night, but nothing scared me. I grew up living in Hell, a few ghosts were nothing to me.

It took me almost half my life to reach this moment. I found the first of the three holograms on my tenth birthday. From that one I found the second, and from there I reached this point. Every moment of my search I had been hunted down. But that was the way of the world now.

Having heard the old man’s story, I smashed the marker and removed the real reason for my coming here. Sure, I had always wanted to know their story – find out why he wasn’t there for me – but when I learned about these, they were all I cared about. I guess I really was their daughter.

It was fitting that he buried them here, with their parents. Parents who had loved them. I knew that they weren’t really buried here. He had destroyed their bodies when he set fire to the apartment complex, but these were left as a tribute to them. A symbol of who they were. Now they were a symbol of who I was.

With my gifts in hand, I turned around and walked back to my bike. I had found it when I was sixteen, and had been riding it since. The previous owner didn’t need it anymore.

Sitting spread eagled on my bike, I kick started it and almost purred as I felt its power running through my cunt. I really did favor her. Hell, after seeing that holo-message, I could even see the resemblance. Same hair, same blue and green eyes, although I think my breasts were bigger, and my ass still had the tightness of being 18. I wonder if the old man ever knew that she had given birth to me before they mutilated her. I wonder if he’d care. I wonder if he’d fuck me.

That thought made me tingle even more. He still looked good in that message, even if it was ten years after the events happened.

Looking back once more, I saw the two ghosts standing on that hill. They looked younger than their holograms had. That must have been what they looked like when they were my age. They stood their, hand in hand, looking back at me with their magical eyes. With my eyes.

It was because He wasn’t standing there with them that I knew my old man was still alive. Still out seeking his revenge. But I had better things to do then look for him. I had my own revenge.

I holstered the twin guns, one blue the other green. I liked how they matched my eyes. Eyes that could see the dead. That was partly how I earned my name.

“Oh well!” I said to the ghosts that still watched me. “Thanks for the Christmas present Mom and Aunt Erin.”

As I drove out of that cemetery, the iron gates closed behind me, sealing them in. Their story was over. I felt the two tears hit me, and for the first time in my life, I shivered. But it was my turn now. It was time for Witch Fire to hunt.