Let It Snow II

The howling wind still beat snow against the windows of their house, but Dawn felt toasty warm, snuggled between her two husbands in front of their fire. “Bare skin and a bear skin rug,” she thought, and she smiled as she combed her fingers through the red hair of their heads.

Fred and George were snuggled up against her sides, each of them with an arm draped across her chest, a hand holding a breast, and fingers teasing her nipples. They both had a leg draped across one of her thighs, and each of them was using one of her shoulders as a pillow. She alternated between nuzzling Fred on her left, with George on her right.

Dawn didn’t know how she did it, but she almost always knew which was which. Even at a distance, she could tell Fred from George. Even when they tried to fool her, she knew. She seemed to be the only one. Not even their own mother could tell them apart.

And now she knew that Fred’s cock was rubbing against her left thigh, just as she knew it was George rubbing himself against her right. She glanced at the clock, to see how much time they had before their guests were going to start arriving. It wouldn’t do to be interrupted doing what she was thinking about doing. The big hand was pointing to “Lots of time, yet,” so she smiled, and took hold of George’s hair, to pull his head back and give him a sizzling kiss, before she sat up, turned herself around onto her knees, and lowered her mouth to Fred’s cock.

George had moved without a word to kneel behind her. His tongue licked over her pussy as Dawn licked Fred. Dawn’s tongue made circuit around Fred’s glans, and then slowly slid down his shaft to his balls. George’s tongue delved between her labia, and slowly down her slit to her clit. It circled there, making Dawn moan as she gently sucked one of Fred’s balls into her mouth. His moan echoed hers. She released his ball and licked her way back up to the head of Fred’s cock, as George repositioned himself behind her. George’s cock slowly slid into her pussy as Dawn sucked Fred’s cock into her mouth. She opened her throat, allowing herself to take Fred’s full length into her. They held themselves still for as as long as Dawn could without choking, Fred’s cock deep in her throat, and George’s deep in her pussy. George withdrew himself as she pulled back from Fred.

Dawn grabbed Fred’s cock, holding him around its base while her head bobbed, sucking and licking at his delicious organ. George’s thrusts matched the rhythm of her mouth on Fred. He leaned forward, and reached around so his fingers could reach her clit. It didn’t take long for him to make her come like that. She wanted to scream, but her mouth was full. She squeezed Fred harder, and rotated her hand. He groaned for her.

Dawn pulled away from her boys for a moment, and quickly turned herself around. She took hold of George’s cock, and smiled up at him as she teased him with the tip of her tongue, waiting for Fred to get into position. He pushed himself into her pussy. She tasted herself on George’s cock as she sucked him into her mouth.

It was Fred’s turn to reach down to her clit while his cock pumped into her, and Dawn sucked George’s cock. It didn’t take long until she was coming again, and once again, she turned around.

It was almost a competition, but one that only had winners. The goal was to make Dawn come as many times as possible, in as short a period of time. Every time she came, she turned around again, swapping one husband for the other. The brief pauses she gave them while she turned gave them the respites that they needed to keep this up for a long time.

Dawn had lost track of how many times she’d come, and which husband was which. It was only in moments like this she lost track of just which was Fred, and which was George. It wasn’t that she stopped being able to tell them apart, it was more that they stopped being two distinct individuals. They merged into one person, with two bodies: Gred and Forge. One being, two bodies, two heads, four hands, two cocks… It no longer mattered which she was sucking, and which was in her pussy.

They couldn’t keep this up forever though. Sooner or later something had to give, and tonight there was another concern. Dawn was brought out of her fog by the sound of the clock chiming. She glanced toward it, and saw the hand moving to “Guests coming.”

“They’re not the only ones!” thought Dawn. She was on the brink again, it was time to end this. She added a rocking motion to her hips that she knew was sure to set Forge off, while her tongue started to flutter in a way guaranteed to make Gred come. Soon they were groaning out her name, and their spasms sent a flood of semen into her mouth and pussy. She came with them, and all three of them collapsed onto the bear skin rug, completely spent.

They lay there, jumbled together, their hearts pounding, gasping air into their lungs. “Oh, my darling boys,” said Dawn, and she gave each of them a gentle kiss.

The clock chimed again, and the hand moved to “Guests are here.” There was a knock on the door.

Fred and George grabbed their wands. With a few flicks Dawn was feeling like she had just stepped from the shower, she was dressed in festive red and green, her hair was done, her makeup applied, and the odour of sex that had permeated the room was replaced by the pine freshness of their Christmas tree, with a trace of smokiness from the fire. The clothes that had been scattered around the room were banished, and Fred and George were looking freshly scrubbed, and dressed in matching—but out of courtesy to their guests, not identical—red and green as well.

Dawn went to answer the door, wincing a little as she moved. There were some things that magic couldn’t fix, right away, and she was feeling a very good sort of sore down between her legs. She also couldn’t help noticing that Fred and George had neglected to give her panties, which meant she’d have to be careful how she sat, considering how short the skirt they’d given her was.

She opened the door. Harry and Ginny were standing on the doorstep, Hermione and Ron were behind them, and she could see Buffy and Xander coming up the walk from the street. The wind was still whirling the snow around outside the house. “Merry Christmas!” they all called to her.

“Well, it certainly has been so far!” said Dawn.