by Izzy Slam
“What are you doing here?” I said, crossing my arms over my chest in an attempt to hide myself.
Nolan stood up next to me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
“You were right, Patrick. Your step granddaughter is a little slice of heaven. But … you’re a little early.”
I looked at Nolan and he gave me a wink. I wasn’t sure what was going on, but it was clear that he and my grandfather had schemed up something.
“I know, but she just looks so goddamn delicious. I couldn’t resist coming out here and touching her.” He brushed the backs of his fingers over my shoulder, and I jerked back.
“Somebody want to explain what’s going on here?” I snapped.
Granddaddy gave me a sly smile. “Sure, baby girl. I loaned you to Nolan for the evening. But apparently he’s into threesomes. So he said he’d credit me extra if I joined in the fun.”
My mouth dropped open. “You’ve got to be joking.”
He nodded as Nolan started kissing my neck. “Not joking at all. Nolan likes to watch. He’s got a kinky side, don’t you?”
Nolan groped my breasts and murmured into my neck. My pussy immediately grew wetter, which confused me.
“Well, I find it insulting as hell. And disgusting that you would even want a threesome with your granddaughter.”
He shrugged as he unbuckled his pants, letting them fall to the floor while I stood there speechless. “I think once you see what you can have, you’ll find yourself wanting that threesome, too.”
“Yeah, I don’t think so,” I grumbled.
Nolan lightly pinched my nipples as he dragged his tongue along my neck. Shivers ran down my body, my skin tingling in ecstasy. I wasn’t sure why my body was responding that way, but for whatever reason, I stood there and watched Granddaddy tug his boxer briefs down over his hips, allowing his cock to spring forth.
I licked my lips as he pulled his shirt up over his head, revealing some seriously rock-hard abs that left me drooling. But my gaze wandered further down again.
Nolan had begun twisting my nipples between his fingers and making my pussy seep in shameful desire as I checked out my grandfather’s engorged, meaty cock.
Fuck, I did have to admit it looked good. I feel bad saying this, but I just assumed that as men aged, all the accompanying body parts did, too. But from the looks of things, my step grandfather’s cock looked like it belonged on the body of a twenty-year-old.
I swallowed, feeling my pussy throb as Nolan teased my horny body, letting his fingers graze lightly over my breasts as Granddaddy began stroking his length.
“Based on the way your body is responding right now, baby girl, I’d say that you’re in the market for a little ménage a trois love.” He stepped close to me and brushed my hair over my shoulder. “I bet if I put my hand between your legs, I’d feel a soaking wet pussy, now wouldn’t I?”
I gulped and shook my head, totally denying what I was feeling just then. “Nope. Don’t think so,” I lied.
I could feel the heat radiating down there, and I wanted to be touched. But just a minute ago, I had expected that touch to come from Nolan—the other older man standing behind me just now.
“You really believe what you’re saying, granddaughter?”
I saw his hand move between my legs, and I wanted to stop him on one level. But on the other level, I didn’t. And when his fingers touched my swollen labia, I couldn’t help but let out a slight gasp. He parted my folds and dipped his fingertips in my channel.
“Mmm, just as I expected, Jenn. These lips don’t lie,” he said, smiling as he began to circle my clit.
My legs buckled and Nolan tightened his grip on me. His teeth sank into the flesh of my neck as my grandfather plunged several more fingers deep inside of me.
I felt Nolan’s erection against my back, through his pants, and I reached for it, pulling it through the zipper and giving him firm but slow tugs. I felt his pre-cum seeping out onto the palm of my hand, and I suddenly wanted that thing inside of me.
But apparently, he and Granddaddy had other plans.
“Get on your knees, baby girl.”
He turned me around and I dropped to my knees quicker than I ever would have anticipated. Nolan got undressed, then both men scooted in front of me, their long, thick cocks dangling in front of my face—Granddaddy on my right and Nolan to my left. I found myself moaning as I wrapped both hands around their lengths, their fingers lacing through my hair as I stroked them several times.
“Ooh, that’s it, baby. Get familiar with both of these dicks. You’re going to be doing a lot of fucking and sucking on them tonight.”
I truly could not believe I was touching my step granddaddy’s dick. It felt so wrong, like I should be disgusted with myself. But for whatever reason, that disgust either melted away or it fueled my desire.
I smiled, looking up at them with a new hunger in my eyes. I watched Nolan’s testicles rise slightly as I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around his crown.
“Oh god,” Nolan groaned. “Fuck, that’s good.”
I suckled gently, keeping my fingers moving up and down my granddaddy’s length and feeling his slit drool thick, warm liquid. I wiped some of it away with my thumb, brushing along the underside and forcing him to twitch.
“Ah, shit,” he murmured.
Nolan fisted my hair tighter before tugging me away from him and forcing me to take my granddaddy’s cock in my mouth.
“That’s it. Suck my dick, baby girl,” Granddaddy moaned, thrusting his hips in hard jerks.
My cunt started throbbing painfully, and I began having fantasies of the two older men licking my hot snatch and making me cum. How could it be that I’ve never fantasized about being with two men at once?
I used my right hand to reach between his legs and cup his balls. They were so hot and heavy, and when they curled up in the palm of my hand, Granddaddy’s cock turned hard as steel.
“Damn, baby,” he growled. “You’re about to suck the cum right outta my balls. Fuck!”
“Mm, suck that dick like a little slut,” Nolan said, pushing the back of my head until my lips were all the way down Granddaddy’s shaft.
I sucked harder, bobbing my head furiously while simultaneously tugging Nolan’s length. I was so turned on, my nipples pricking and my pussy leaking.
And Nolan was getting pretty damn hard, too. I assumed he was close to cumming. So when Granddaddy’s load burst into my mouth, I gobbled it all down, sucking and licking every inch of him, listening to his growls of pleasure as he gave one final thrust deep in my mouth.
I licked my lips and quickly switched to Nolan, hearing him hiss as I sucked him all the way in. I still had some of my granddaddy’s cum in my mouth, and I swirled it all over Nolan’s thick shaft, letting it co-mingle with his cum when he finally shot his load.
“God damnit,” he grunted, his shaft pulsing hard as he burst hot seed on my tonsils. I sucked and swallowed every bit of it, feeling my clit tingle as it swelled.
I leaned against the bed and took a few breaths, amazed that both Granddaddy and Nolan’s dicks were still rock hard, glistening with my saliva and their cum. Fuck, it was so sexy.
“Baby girl,” Granddaddy said, lifting me up and tugging me into his arms.
“What do you want now? I’m eager to please.”
He chuckled as Nolan moved behind me and slid a hand between my legs. “Oh, I know you are. But I want a nice kiss from you.”
His lips were on mine and his tongue went past my lips, darting around my mouth with an intense need. Nolan’s fingers slid through my folds, finding my clit and gently massaging it as Granddaddy’s hands moved to my breasts. I was electrified all over, being touched and groped like this by two very obviously experienced men. It would be easy to feel guilty for enjoying myself this much. But I didn’t feel guilty at all.
“I want this dripping pussy hovering over my face,” Nolan said, diddling my clit until my thighs began to shake.
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��Oh fuck,” I whimpered, feeling as though I was close to cumming.
But Nolan swiftly moved his hand away and laid down across the bed, curling a finger at me to join him.
I straddled his face and lowered my mouth to his cock again. “That’s it, little girl. Suck my dick and make me cum while I lick this gorgeous pussy of yours.”
“And Granddaddy here is going to make it even better, baby girl.”
I didn’t know what he had in mind, but I knew it would be good.
I huffed when I felt Nolan’s hands cup my ass and his tongue slither to my dripping pussy. “Oh yeah,” I purred, rolling my hips in a slow circle as I my lips engulfed his shaft.
I wrapped my fingers around his steely base, going all the way to the root as he flicked my clit with his tongue in rapid strokes.
“Aw, yeah, look at this pretty little ass.” A finger dragged sensually around my tender backdoor bud, making me shiver in anticipation. “You’re going to get a double lickin’ and then a double stickin’, baby girl.”
When his tongue probed my tight rose, it sent tingles straight to my hard little bud that was definitely getting the licking of a lifetime. My thighs quivered as an orgasm threatened to take over. Multiple hands roamed over my cheeks, and my sucking motions became frantic. The pressure built to a crescendo, and when I heard Granddaddy and Nolan moan at once, as if I was the most delicious thing they had ever tasted, it sent me toppling over the edge. I damn near saw stars I came so hard.
I squealed with his cock in my mouth, tightening my grip around Nolan’s shaft. He throbbed in my grip and let out a guttural groan that reverberated around my pussy lips. And the next thing I knew, his hot seed was spraying inside my mouth, hard pulsations of his length hitting the roof of my mouth.
At that point, Granddaddy pushed a finger inside my tight little asshole as it continued to quiver through an orgasm.
“Oh, fuck yesssss!” I cried out.
“What a tight little ass you have, baby girl. I can’t wait to slide my hard dick inside of it.”
Nolan’s tongue was torturing my clit while Granddaddy finger fucked my rose. And it forced out another intense orgasm that made me dig my fingers into Nolan’s thighs. I should have been scared at Granddaddy’s words, but I wasn’t. I wanted to feel his thick cock penetrate my asshole.
And I got my wish seconds later.
“Keep on licking that clit, Nolan. I’m going in.”
“That’s right. Tear into that asshole. Get it nice and creampied for me.”
I let out a long groan as Granddaddy began pushing through my entrance. I arched my back, pushing into the burn as Nolan kept his tongue swiftly moving along my incredibly sensitive pearl. When I could see Nolan’s cock slowly begin to rise, I took him in my mouth again, sucking on the head while lightly pumping his length. I loved feeling him rise to full hardness inside my mouth. Especially with Granddaddy’s cock filling up my ass.
He went deeper and deeper, pushing slowly until I could feel his thighs bumping into mine.
“Oh daaaaammmmmm,” he groaned. “That is so perfect, baby girl.”
His hands gripped my hips and he began pummeling me so hard and fast, I could feel my tits sliding along Nolan’s thighs.
I sucked his cock like a good girl while Granddaddy fucked me and Nolan licked me. It was the most intense pleasure I’d ever experienced. My rear end felt so full, and the dichotomy of their actions were such a turn-on—Granddaddy fucking my asshole hard while Nolan licked me softly and sensually. I came I don’t know how many times, not once coming up for air from Nolan’s erection.
I drifted off to some blissful place, barely noticing when Granddaddy moved around to the other side of the bed and lifted me from Nolan’s cock, forcing me to take him past my lips.
“Clean my cock like a good girl, baby. Granddaddy wants to fuck that sweet pussy next.”
The salty tang of my tight rose was all over his cock, and I sucked it away as he fisted my hair. After that, we changed positions again. This time, Granddaddy was lying down and I climbed on top of him so he could slide his dick in my cunt.
Nolan gripped my hips and smeared the tip of his dick around my rear entrance, now filled with Granddaddy’s cream so it was nice and lubed up.
“Oh, hell yes. Your little asshole is a quivering creampie, little girl. Can’t wait to fuck this cum right out of you and fill you up with my own.”
Granddaddy pulled me down for a kiss as he began driving his cock in and out of my pussy. And when Nolan slid all the way in, I nearly came right there on the spot. The two of them worked my tight holes, Nolan reaching down to grip my long hair and hold onto it while ass fucking me. The sensation of both holes being filled sent me over the edge multiple times.
And I lost count of how many times I felt their cum splashing my walls. Granddaddy slapped my ass several times, fucking me so deep I felt it in my throat.
“Take my cum, you slut!” he growled, sinking his teeth into my neck while spraying his seed. My walls clamped down around him, and even my asshole tightened, forcing another burst of jizz from Nolan’s cock.
This went on for hours, until I was exhausted and sore.
When the men decided that we all needed a break, Granddaddy carried me to the whirlpool style garden tub so they could wash me. Granddaddy turned on the jets and sat behind me, running the washcloth up my chest as Nolan sat across from me and massaged my feet, every once in a while kissing my toes, one by one.
“I may want to do this again, Patrick. Hell, you could settle your entire debt this way, far as I’m concerned.”
“Mm,” he moaned, flattening the washcloth against my breasts. “I may be amenable to that. What do you think, baby girl?”
“I think I’d be happy with doing this any day of the week.”
“Looks like it’s settled then.”
That brought a smile to all our faces.
~The End
Claimed by the Farmer
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A Historical BDSM Virgin Erotica
19-year-old Claire is about to meet her husband-to-be. She has remained pure in every way and has no idea what to expect. But Joseph is more than willing to get her ready for their wedding night, complete with a tease session that nearly sends her over the edge. She won’t have to endure the tease for long though, as Claire quickly learns that pleasing her husband comes with its own rewards.
**This story features orgasm denial, spanking, and other elements of light BDSM.
~Claire~
I walked into the modest home with a great deal of apprehension. I thought my husband would be waiting on me, but it seemed that wasn’t the case.
“I’m sure you’re tired from your long trip, Miss Claire. My sister Ramona is here, and she’ll be available to assist you in just a few moments.”
“Thank you, sir. I’ll wait.”
I watched the gentleman, who had escorted me from the train station, walk back to his wagon.
Technically, the man who had purchased me wasn’t my husband just yet. But Joseph Miller from this small town in Kansas had selected me from a batch of photos to become his bride.
I saw some of those whom I was up against, and I wouldn’t have considered myself the most beautiful of the 18-20-year-olds. But I was lucky to have been chosen at all. Women who were not purchased by the age of 21 were sent to the prisons to keep the men behind iron bars satisfied, but only those prisoners whose behavior was exceptional. The more cooperative the prisoner, the more often he was given a prison maiden of his choice.
I had no idea what Joseph looked like, but I had been told he was in his mid-thirties. With me being only 19, that was quite the age difference. But I could not complain. I had always been drawn to older men, perhaps because I lost mine when I was so young and desperately missed having a fatherly figure look over me.
Joseph also worked as a farmer, which would mean he should be strong and patient. I had spent a lot of time lately thinking about becoming the bride of a
strong man, running my soft hands up his rugged arms and feeling the hardness of his muscles.
I heard the door open to the room where I waited, and a beautiful woman entered, holding a simple white dress—the one I would be expected to wear when I met Mr. Joseph. She must be my future sister in-law, no doubt here to help me get settled so I could rest. I was sure that the next few days would be full.
“Good day, Miss Claire. So wonderful to see you made it here. Was your trip pleasant?”
“It was as pleasant as I expected.”
“Wonderful,” she beamed. “I’m Mr. Joseph’s cousin, Ramona. He sent me to prepare you for his arrival. Can I get you anything to drink?”
“No, thank you.” I studied the dress as she laid it gently on the bed, but I couldn’t help but also admire the curves that were visible through the snug-fitting dress she wore, her long, strawberry blond curls falling in ringlets over her bosom. With the brightly sparkling stones around the bodice of her dress, it was apparent she came from wealth.
“Well then, let’s head to the powder room and get ready, shall we? Mr. Joseph will be here within the hour.”
“When will I be told about the wedding plans? I assume you are handling most of them?”
She placed her hands on my shoulders and offered me a warm smile. “Your husband-to-be would like to spend the day with you. You’ll be staying here for the evening. And tonight, when I come back to stay with you, we can go over the wedding details.”
I followed Ramona down the hall and into a lavish room with a stunning dressing table and mirror. One lone stool rested in front of the mirror, and in front of me were the essentials every woman wanted to have in a wash room: brushes and combs, a hand mirror, small containers of lip salve and some powder and rouge. I was shocked to see these things, not realizing I was marrying into wealth. Could a farmer afford such luxuries?