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Evans nana gnostea over my ass and dipped between my legs. His fingers
pressed between my ciert, Slicking the digits with our combined juices before
trailing back up to press against the puckered rose of my ass.
“Has anyone had you back here?” Evan asked, the tip of his finger slipping inside
the tight ring of muscle.
“Mmmmhmmm,” I mumbled around Daddy’s cock, nodding my assent. I had
tried anal a few times before. I was a Millennial after all. My generation is all
about butt stuff. The encounters had been okay, but not exactly fireworks.
Somehow I knew whatever Evan or Daddy might do to me back there, it would be
much more than just okay.
“I think we should both fuck you. Maybe not today, but soon.” Evan’s finger sank
all the way into my ass and he slowly pumped it in and out of me as I sucked
Daddy’s cock.
“What do you say, Knox? One of us takes another round in her pussy and the
other takes this tight ass. She’s like fucking bands of steel back here.”
“Fuck!” Daddy’s cock pulsed in my mouth, flooding me with his seed. Just like
with Evan, I swallowed as much as I could, but I ended up with a mess on my face
and neck. I lifted my head and looked at Daddy, sweeping my tongue across my
lips and catching the stray beads of come that clung there.
“You can both have me anywhere,” I said, my voice husky and raw after the
blowjob. “I want to do everything with you.”
Pulling me into a kiss, Daddy murmured, “Challenge accepted” against my lips.
As much as I wanted Daddy and Evan to keep
next day if we didn’t take a break. Reluctantly, Eving me forever, they both
insisted that I wouldn’t be able to walk the
home, leaving Daddy and me alone in the house.
I changed back into the yoga pants and t–shirt I’d been wearing before, but even
without my sex kitten outfit, I still felt more desirable than I ever had before just
from the way Daddy was looking at me.
“I never knew,” he said, settling down on the couch next to me. Dressed in casual
clothes with no evidence of the delicious debauchery that had taken place a few
hours ago, I almost think that I had dreamed what had just happened.
Of course, the pleasant ache in my jaw and my pussy reminded me that it had
been very real.
“When you were younger, I never thought of you that way,” he said. “But then
you went away to college and the first weekend you came back… it was like
overnight you had turned into this sexy, amazing woman.”
“Your Mom and I were already on the rocks then, and sex… wasn’t really
happening between us. I spent more time with internet porn and my right hand
than I had as a teenager.” Daddy chuckled darkly. “I woke up hard, as usual. I was
half asleep, and I started jerking off and thinking of you. You were naked in my
bed, calling me Daddy and begging me to fuck you, and I blew my load so fast.”
Daddy’s voice trailed off. “I could hardly look at you during breakfast. It just felt
wrong.‘
I sighed, hating that Daddy had felt guilty for something like that. “I’m sorry,” I
said softly. “The crazy thing is, I was probably in my bedroom spending some
quality time with my vibrator and thinking about you.”
Daddy’s interest was definitely peaked at that. “You have a vibrator? I’d really like
to watch you use it.”
I flushed a little, not even really understanding why the thought of Daddy
watching me fuck myself with a silicone cock embarrassed me when he’d already
watched me touch myself. Shyly, I nodded before continuing. “It was always you,
Daddy. Every guy I ever had sex with, a big part of me was pretending he was
you.”
“Where does Evan come into this then?” Daddy asked. There was no jealousy or
anger in his voice at all, just simple curiosity. Things had definitely taken a turn
for the kinky between the three of us.
“At first Evan was me trying to forget about you,” I admitted. “I’ve always been
attracted to him. But then when you came home and I didn’t have to choose…” I
shivered, desire flooding me at the memories of being touched by four hands at
once… being stretched by two cocks. “It was the most erotic thing I ever
experienced, Daddy.”
Daddy kissed me again, teasing my lips open and tracing my tongue with his
own. When he pulled back I added “s ,have to choose, I’ll always pick you, Daddy.
But if I can have you both, I’m definitely not going to say no to tl
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Daddy kissed me again, teasing my lips open and tracing my tongue with his
own. When he pulled back I added, “If I have to choose, I’ll always pick you,
Daddy. But if I can have you both, I’m definitely not going to say no to that!”
Evan showed up at the house the next day. Even though he had a key, he
knocked, a sheepish look on his face when Daddy answered the door.
“I really didn’t know if I should come back so soon,” he said, looking nervously
around the room. “I honestly figured yesterday was a bit of a fluke, you know.
Everything got a little bit out of hand.”
“Do you want it to be a one–time thing?”
Both men turned to look at me from where I was perched on the couch. I couldn’t
help remember everything that had happened on that couch less than a day ago.
My body flushed with heat at the memory.
“Well, no,” Evan began.
“Then that’s all you need to say,” I finished, cutting him off. “It was fun. We all had
a lot of orgasms. And I’d like to keep having lots of orgasms with both of you. If
either one of you gets me pregnant, I’m not asking for anything.” I stood up and
slowly started unbuttoning my shirt. When the last button was open, I pushed it
off my shoulders, leaving myself naked from the waist up.
“But neither of you can deny that you’d love to see me with a round belly and
huge breasts.” “Fuck, I know I’d like to see you that way,” Evan stammered, taking
a step closer to me and palming one of my breasts, the nipple hardening under
his touch.
“So would 1,” Daddy said, running his hand across my other breast.
Heat flooded me at the touch of Daddy and his best friend. This was really going
to happen again. And if I had my way, it would keep happening. Maybe forever.
Hopefully forever.
“I think there was some discussion yesterday about my ass,” I said, unable to
resist turning around and giving it a little wiggle. “Both of you inside me at once.
That was the plan, wasn’t it?” I asked, coyly.
“I have a lot of plans for that ass,” Daddy teased, grabbing a handful of my ass
and giving it a squeeze. “Let’s take this up to the bed. I don’t think anyone wants
to start the day with rug burn.”
A full bottle of lube was resting on the bedside table, ready for when we needed
it, but right now lube was the last thing on my mind.
I had planned to hop onto the bed on all fours, but my knees had barely touched
the bed when Daddy was yanking my leggings down my thighs and burying his
face between my legs.
My arms gave out in my surprise at the delicious feeling of his tongue tracing my
slit and I landed face first on the mattress, my moans muffled by the blankets. I
was already wet, and Daddy eagerly lapped up my juices, his tongue dipping
inside my pussy.
Abruptly, Daddy rolled me over, and I was sprawled on my back, my leggings still
at my knees. Daddy went right back to eating my pussy with enthusiasm. He
spread apart my lower lips with his fingers, baring my core to his hungry tongue.
He licked my delicate inner lips while slipping two fingers into my channel,
stroking my quivering walls while his tongue made the slow trek up to my clit.
I was so intent on the glorious things Daddy’s tongue was doing between my
legs I forgot all about Evan until his mouth closed around my nipple. He lightly
raked his teeth across the tender flesh of my breast, just a faint shadow of pain.
“More!” I cried. “Harder!”
I felt Evan’s lips smile against me while his teeth nipped a bit harder against the
curve of my breast. Daddy pressed his lips against my clit and sucked gently, the
odd sensation of the suction was enough to have me pulsing aro
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The last few articles of clothing we were wearing ended up in a heap on the floor.
Daddy was sitting back against the headboard, lazily stroking his cock while he
watched me. “Are you ready?” he asked.
I nodded. The orgasm had left me feeling loose and relaxed, and I couldn’t wait
to feel both of them inside me at once.
Evan had grabbed the bottle of lube and had poured a generous amount in his
hand. “Climb on his cock,” Evan said. “Once he’s inside you, then it’s my turn.”
I straddled Daddy’s hips, biting my lip in pleasure as I sank down on his cock, his
thick erection filling me. When I was fully seating on his lap with Daddy’s cock
buried in me, I felt Evan’s slippery hands push apart the globes of my ass to
reveal my puckered opening.
One lube–coated finger pressed against me, sliding inside after just a bit of
resistance. I moaned as he rubbed against nerve endings that hadn’t had any fun
in quite awhile. After a few slow pumps, Evan added another finger and began
spreading them apart, stretching me to ready me for his cock.
Tentatively, I started rocking on Daddy’s cock pushing back against Evan’s
fingers. When I felt Evan add a third finger I gasped at the feeling of fullness and
wondered to myself how I’d actually manage to fit his cock in there.
Only one way to find out.
“Evan, get your cock in me!” I demanded.
Below me, Daddy chuckled. “Don’t you love it when she gets bossy?”
“Absolutely,” Evan replied, lining his cock up against my ass. “Almost as much as
I’m going to love this.” And with that,
Evan pushed his cock inside me.
For that first thrust, all I could do was try to hang onto my sanity. I’d never felt so
full in my life. Separated only by the thinnest of membranes, both cocks stretched
me, filling me the way nothing else could. I felt Evan’s balls brush my ass as he
finally bottomed out, and for a moment we were all still.
“Are you okay?” Daddy asked, concern in his voice at my silence.
It took me a moment to find my voice. “I’m so far past okay,” I croaked, my voice
blown out as I tried to put what I was feeling into words. “I feel like I might
explode, this feels so good. I’m so full.” Gulping down a deep breath of air, I
rocked my hips experimentally, barely biting back a sob at the bliss that exploded
from my body from that one small movement.
“I won’t break,” I uttered. “You’re both inside me. I promise I won’t break. Just
fuck me!” The time for words was gone
after that.
Evan’s pulled back until he had almost withdrawn from me totally. Then he
snapped his hips forward, angling them down just a bit to push me down onto
Daddy’s cock. A moment later, Daddy thrust upward, lifting me up and pushing
me
back onto Evan.
Me? All I could do was hold on and let the two of them pound me, something I
was absolutely perfectly happy to do. Every nerve was getting stimulated, every
sensitive spot that I had ever stroked or been stroked by another was getting
touched. My mind had short–circuited, and the only thoughts in my head were
yes more harder.
My first orgasm took me by surprise. My body was so overwhelmed that the
waves crashing over me left me gasping for breath while my pussy and ass
tightened around them.
“It’s almost too fucking good,” Daddy growled, fighting to keep from exploding
in me. “Fuck, she’s squeezing me so much,” Evan cried, freezing for a moment as
he fought for control.
Luckily, neither of the men were teenagers in their first threeway, so they were
able to keep from blowing their loads in the first five minutes. Daddy wrapped his
hands around my hips and pushed me upward, rising onto his knees while still
staying buried in me.
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With all three of us on our knees in a line, both of the men, but especially Daddy
had much more leverage. Keeping a firm grip on my hips, Daddy slammed into
my pussy the same time Evan thrust deep into my ass. Feeling both thrusts
driving into me at the same time was dizzying, and I was moaning a constant
litany of filth at both of them. “Give it to me, both of you, Daddy fuck me, fuck
me so hard! Evan take my ass! Fuck, I’m gonna- Ahhhh!”
Another orgasm hit me and I was gone. My vision whited out, and I heard Evan
yell my name, and an instant later I felt the warm rush of his come inside my ass.
Daddy held out for another thrust or two, fucking me through the aftershocks
before he gave in as well, flooding my unprotected pussy with his own come.
Gingerly, Evan pulled out of me and flopped back on the bed beside me. Daddy
laid my limp body between us, his cock slipping out of me as we settled down.
For several minutes the room was silent except for the gasps as we tried to catch
our breaths.
I was the first one to speak up. “Wow.”
Evan laughed. “I want to make a joke about being eloquent, but I think my brain
leaked out of my cock. That was-”
“Indescribable,” Daddy finished. “I don’t know about you two, but I definitely
don’t want this to be a one–time thing.”
“Ditto,” Evan echoed.
Curled up in between the two sexiest men I had ever met, blissfully sore and well–
fucked, I couldn’t believe that I had been lucky enough to get exactly what I
wanted.
Not only did I get the chance to fuck my stepfather, but I got Evan too. And not
just one time.
I ran my hand over my belly, wondering idly just how long it would stay flat and if
it would change things. Somehow I knew that it would just make things even
better.
A week later Evan had moved in. There was plenty of room for another person in
the mansion without anyone feeling crowded, and it made things so much easier
for the fun activities when Evan wasn’t across town. Each of us kept our own bedrooms, but no matter where we started the night, we
always seemed to end up in Daddy’s huge bed with me sandwiched in between
the two of them..
Of course, there were times when I just wanted to fuck one of them alone as well.
Luckily no one ever seemed to get jealous.
And I had promised Daddy a show.
My vibrator was smooth purple silicone, smaller than Daddy’s cock by a few
inches, but it had served me well. I was reclined comfortably in my bed, naked
except for a smile while Daddy watched from the chair in the corner.
“I’d always leave my door unlocked when I did this,” I said, my voice squeaking a
bit as the buzzing vibrator hit a particularly good spot inside me. “I always hoped
that you’d hear the buzzing and come inside.”
Daddy had unzipped his pants and taken his cock in my hand, jacking it in time
with my own strokes as I fucked myself on the vibrator. “I’d always imagine you
coming in and taking me bare, filling me up with your come.”
“I thought about that too,” Daddy admitted, his voice strained over the sound of
his hand slapping on his cock. “I always wanted to fuck you someplace public in
the house. My favorite was just bending you over the kitchen sink right in front of
that big window that faces the street. I wanted to just yank your pants down and
fuck you where anyone could see.”
“Daddy,” I moaned. “I want you to do that. I want you to do everything to me.”
My finger brushed the button on my vibrator and the buzzing grew louder as the
speed increased.
“Are you going to come for me?”
“Yes!” My voice cut off in a cry as my purple rubber friend brought me to my
peak. I was still shaking when [ crawled in bed beside me, still rubbing his cock.
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“Do you want me to-”
“No,” Daddy cut me off with a loud groan as he spilled his come across my
stomach, covering me with pearly white streaks. When he caught his breath, he
finished. “I thought about watching you touch yourself for way too long, and I felt
horribly guilty about it for way too long. I just wanted to watch you do this and
have it not be just a fantasy.”
“Of course, Daddy,” I said. “I understand.”
Daddy kissed me, pulling me close without caring about the sticky mess drying
on my stomach. “Just promise me one thing, Lianna.”
“Anything.”
“Never stop calling me Daddy.”
So that’s how I ended up here, letting my stepfather and his best friend share me.
The two of them never stopped bringing me crazy amounts of pleasure, and I got
to be treated like a princess by two sexy men.
Thank goodness I had a high sex drive because keeping up with Daddy and Evan
would have been too much for most
women!
If having a threesome with my stepfather that turned from a one night stand into
an actual relationship makes me a dirty girl, well, I guess I’m okay with that. Dirty
girls obviously have more fun, and they always know how to share!
Sometimes you have to be a little bad to get what you want.
Growing up, I was always the good girl. Or at least I was good enough to never
get caught. I got straight As in school, was always home before my curfew, and
was adored by all my teachers. On paper, I was a perfect angel.
On paper.
The truth was, I was living a double life from the very beginning, and I was very
very good at it. My weekends weren’t spent at the library, studying for yet
another exam. I spent them in frat parties, downing cheap beer and hooking up
with
college boys.
When I was in college myself, the only thing that changed was I didn’t have to
work so hard to hide from my mother and stepfather.
Hiding my hobbies from my mother was always easy. She worked more than she
was at home, so she was always a bit oblivious to everything that went on in the
house. But my stepfather? He was another story.
Daddy noticed everything about me. He was always the first one to praise a good
grade or admonish me for being ten minutes late for my curfew.
The “Daddy” thing had started as a joke because he seemed far more dedicated
at parenting than my actual parents were. Of course, since he moved in when
high school was almost over, I wasn’t exactly looking for parental guidance.
What I was really looking for was his cock.
Oh yes. Daddy was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. With golden hair and dark
eyes, he put those college boys to shame. And his muscles! We had a pool in the
backyard at our house, and every time Daddy took a dip, the pool certainly wasn’t
the only thing that was wet.
It was just my luck that the one man who was utterly off limits was the one I
wanted the most.
But I’ve never been someone to give up on what I want easily.
Summer break after my first year of college, I had just turned 19, and I was
lounging on a chair by the pool. The sun was beating down, and even the skimpy
yellow bikini I wore felt like too much.