Next Door Daddy

by Amy Brent

  “No Lila, you’re not allowed… not yet?” She frowned at him and whimpered. She was so close she needed it. She whispered “Please” and he moved in front of her quickly

  “I told you no Lila, you have to be punished. Rules are rules and they are very important Lila.”

  He stood and pushed her legs back together, almost forcefully and pulled her upright. Her hair was a mess around her shoulders and her chest was heaving, the look in her eyes almost ready to strike out at someone… anyone for that matter. She needed it more than she had ever wanted anything else, and he had told her not yet. She kept her head down, not making eye contact. She would do as he asked even though it was painful, but she needed no further promise of punishment. She had seen the room, and the riding crops found there. She knew Derek was a fan of those, and she was not ready for that yet. This was a world unfamiliar to her, something new and dangerous, but she loved it. He had found a part of her no one else could touch. She trembled and held her breath in anticipation waiting for his next move.

  He moved over the side of the room to her desk and told her to come over to him, of course she did as he asked. Her body was aching and she could feel her own wetness as it ran down her leg slightly. She would have done anything he asked if it meant letting her find release. At the desk He pulled her to him kissing her deeply, sucking on her tongue as he forcefully bent her over the rough wood. She welcomed the coolness of the wood on her chest. Her fat hard nipples now enjoying the friction of the wood as he moved her until she was right where he wanted her to be. She felt him slip a finger into her, but only for a moment. He focused his attention on moving her wetness to her other entry and she knew he was preparing her for something new, something she was terrified to explore. He moved his finger around her tight back opening. She could feel him rubbing gently probing a little at a time, moving her wetness over the area. She tried to allow herself to relax. This was new for her and she really didn’t know what to expect, but she would try… for him.

  He felt her resistance and knowing this was a first for her, he felt himself get even harder. He would be the first in this area too and she knew he took great pleasure in that.

  “I won’t hurt you Lila, I promise if you trust me we can both enjoy it.”

  Lila could feel her legs starting to tremble even more. He continued to lubricate her and slip a finger in deeper and deeper until she was stretched. He guided his throbbing member into the opening and pushed gently, feeling her stretch even more to accommodate him. She inhaled sharply. It was too much, and she was scared more than she realized she could be. Her body was no longer hers, it hadn’t been in a long time. In this moment, however she really had to give over to Derek and trust him with her everything. She had given over to the desire that swept through her and carried her to new places, and new heights with or without Blake.

  “You know Lila, this is the first time in a long time for me too, having a woman like this. I knew you would let me do anything I wanted to, Lila, and it is good so good, you are perfectly shaped for me.”

  She felt his hand on her throbbing button again, rubbing her, exciting her. She forgot about her fears as he rubbed harder and harder, the glistening nub throbbing even more now if that were possible. He slowly pushed into her more. She felt him fill her up. She was in the most intimate position she'd ever been in. Her body was stretched out in a new way and she slowed her breathing down to enjoy the feel of him there. She heard his labored breathing and she knew he wanted it… he needed it. He pulled out slightly and pushed back into her, slowly and deftly. He did it repeatedly until he was pumping into her over and over. He was slow at first, just making long strokes into her. She was moaning loudly now the increase in the strong sensations there were overwhelming and good. He increased his strokes until he was pumping into her with abandon, she couldn’t stop her cries and he grabbed a fistful of hair riding her hard. Pain mixed with pleasure and she had never felt anything like this before with them, it was all new and almost simply too much. She could feel him getting closer and closer to climax as his body shuddered over and over again, and it excited her more.

  “That’s it Lila, … that’s it baby move against me, back into me.” He worked her, giving and taking with her as he went, pushing her to take even more in.

  Lila moaned his name and bucked wildly on him wanting and needing it hard and deep. She was lost in a swirling haze as she finally made the climb.

  She orgasmed with such force it created a lasting effect throughout her entire body, wracking her entire length from head to toe twice. She felt it in every part of her and loved it. She loved the way he used her and took great pleasure in his moans, groans and cries as he pulled out and spilled himself over her massive tits. It took more than a few moments for her to be able to move again. Her body was changed now forever. He was massive in size and he gingerly withdrew and moving to clean himself up, and as usual he made sure to serve her as well, cleaning her up anywhere she may need him to. She waited until he motioned for her to get up as well and she moved to the bathroom to take another quick shower.

  She felt him there behind her soaping her up once more, this time the pressured of his body was different, less sexual. She let him wash her and he kissed her gently, almost lovingly. She knew she would have to ask him, but she didn’t want to.

  “What will; Blake say Derek… about this?” She paused and then went back to getting dressed.

  “He won’t say anything. We are fine to do whatever we want at any time. There is so much I want to share with you, but I will wait until tonight.” He stood to go, leaving her even more confused.

  “Tonight, what’s happening tonight?”

  “Come to the house. We need to talk.”

  She sighed, knowing she was weak where Blake was concerned. “OK fine, but dinner that’s it.”

  She watched him leave, only then realizing what kind of pain she was in thanks to him. Even the pain was exquisite and would make her think of him often.

  Chapter Five

  She stood at the door, her level of anxiety was high, but it had to be done. The door opened and Blake was standing there. His lighter hair reflected the last remaining rays of sunlight and he took a step towards her. She backed up slightly. Glancing up, she saw the pain in his eyes, and for a second she felt his pain as well.

  “Lila, don’t do that… don’t back away from me.” He was almost pleading and she squared her shoulders and took a step in his direction.

  He only waited a split second before pulling her into him covering her mouth with his.

  “She was nothing. And nothing happened. I’m sorry Lila if you think otherwise.” He pulled back to look into her eyes.

  She felt the tears well up and she let them fall, pausing only to let Derek come pull her into a hug as well.

  “Ok ok come inside so we can show you properly Lila.” Derek led the way and she was greeted by a tour down the west hall into a small alcove.

  She gasped as she opened the door in front of her. Everything about it spoke of her, the light gray and purple of her favorite colors, were splattered all over the walls, and her bed was beautiful.

  She turned to look at them questioningly.

  “We want you Lila…” Derek started.

  “And no one else but you. We want you to live here with us. We are all so full of pleasure it will be a wonderful thing to have you and you have us anytime you want. We both love you, so no one else for any of us.”

  Blake smiled at her and she knew in that moment she could trust his sincerity. She reached for them both, pulling them in close and feeling their sweet kisses as they covered her face and neck. She looked up at them knowing they would always be there, and she could love them in her own way. As always, things may get complicated eventually, but they were all very open and she knew she had finally found a way to be content in her life.

  As she slipped off her clothes she began the short trip over to her bed, turning to face them her fat nipples hardening in
the coolness of the air in the room. She backed up and on top of her new bed, crawling across it until they both sprang to life, she moaned loudly as she rolled on her back, spreading herself wide for Blake’s fat tongue as he tasted of her love juices. She would be happy this way, now and for always. She felt her body begin to suck and as she was grinding down on his face, she found herself eye level with Derek’s glistening rod, she sucked and loved him eagerly. Loving the taste of him as he stroked her mouth deep and fast. Her climax came fast and hard and with it came Derek’s This time, he held her head there, filling her mouth with his love juice and she eagerly accommodated him much like he always did for her.

  She felt the bed move as Derek lay on his back, and she got on her knees to serve him better. What she didn’t anticipate the was the feel of Blake pushing his hard rod into her from behind, filling her up. As he moved she lost herself in the rhythm once more. IN this way she wanted him to pound her harder and faster, the sweet ache only there when she was loved hard, and angrily. Soon she was at the plateau once more and she tweaked her nipples in anticipation of her climax. As she soared through it, she felt Blade hold her tightly and Derek kissed her on the mouth full and hard.

  Yes, there was no doubt in her mind that this as indeed a very good way to live, and she loved them both. They would take care of her, and she was a happy girl indeed.

  ***THE END***

  TWO HARD

  Blurb:

  Lyla is loving her life as the most sought after stripper in an upscale club. Her two loyal clients love her to death and…..they love to share.

  What happens when Lyla finds out that the two HOT men she services privately in the club are going to be her stepbrothers?

  Will Lyla continue to service them or will she become a victim to that older man who refuses to share her with anybody?

  Read on to find out!

  CHAPTER 1

  She felt his hands on her thighs, slowly moving upwards higher and higher still. She felt another hand on her other thigh, and she smiled to herself knowingly. It was always this way with them; they both were eager to touch her and she loved having two sets of hands on her. She felt them move higher now and the first set of fingers slipped into the wet heat of her, apparent as he slid his two fingers in and out and back in again. She bucked her hips slowly, riding his fingers as the other set of hands slipped further back, rubbing her other entrance gently. He always wanted more of her, wanted to push her limits. She kept moving, coming down harder onto the fingers inside her, feeling the end of a finger in her backdoor. He always started this way, just enough to make sure she felt him there before he did anything more.

  She moved to her knees now. She had one in front of her and the other in behind her. The man behind her, still nudged a little more, pressing the finger into her another half inch, causing her to moan. He pushed her forward slightly, and she grabbed the broad shoulders of the man in front of her, who still fingered her wetness, this time using three digits.

  She grinded down on both hands, feeling the back finger slip into her fully, and a soft moan escaped her lips. Moving her body up and then down she sloppily fucked both sets of fingers, urging them onward, taking everything they wanted to give. She glanced down at them, both lost in her actions. Her massive 44DD breasts were bouncing and swaying with every frenzied movement she made, the fat puffy nipples now harder and darker than they were normally. She reached up, grabbing a hard nub in both hands, which only pushed her further.

  She wanted to cum, hard and fast, but they wanted to play, pausing and playing with her until she was frantically slamming her hips down on their fingers. It was too much now, and she felt the man in the back move slightly, and she knew what was coming. He replaced his finger with something bigger, thicker, and as he pushed into her, she whimpered slightly, the size almost too much. He pulled out and pushed back in until soon she was full of him in her tight backdoor.

  He moved slowly at first, and soon he was jerking in and then out in quick motions, the tightness almost too intense for him. She looked up and the man in her front smiled at her as he used his thumb to rub the tiny nub of her womanhood. She moaned loudly as she felt the first stirrings begin again; this time she wanted it more than ever. She was coming down hard on him, using him to make herself cum and as she did, the wave hit her hard, causing her body to shudder over and over, pushing the man in the back into pulling out and finding his own release.

  As he finished, she smiled to herself, proud of her efforts. She was still smiling when the man in the front pushed her down on her back roughly and slammed his manhood into her full and hard. She inhaled sharply as he pounded into her harder and harder, with no thought to her. She wasn’t sure if it thrilled her to have him use her body as a vessel, or if she was thrilled because he slammed into her over and over with no sense of softness in his actions.

  He used her, until he was finished, kissing a trail of kisses down the length of her body as he stood before cleaning himself up. As always, the two men held out a hand to her and helped her stand, both working together to clean her up, and giving her gentle kisses.

  She smiled at them both as she redressed, and casually made her way out of the private room. They were the exception to the rule, they were the only ones, and she liked it that way.

  CHAPTER 2

  Lyla Montgomery wasn’t your ordinary girl. In fact, she was far from ordinary in any way, shape or form. At 21 she was barely making it, and yet deep down she was still ready to take on the world. She was never herself, not her true self anyway. Sally Mae, her birth name, had been replaced years ago by something more interesting. Lila seemed to be a good fit for her then; she and her mother had picked a new name for her, for a new life. Even now Lyla seemed like a name a regular girl would have, but she was never a regular girl. She was 5’6, taller than a lot of girls, but she had a flared hip, and a curvy figure without being too big. Her black hair fell in curls down her shoulders, and it contrasted to the soft paleness of her skin. The look was completed by a set of piercing blue eyes, and freckles that spread across the bridge of her nose.

  Performing had its unusual way of presenting situations that could help keep her lifestyle the way she liked it. Even now glancing up at the tall building covered in black where she worked most nights, she smiled; she really did love when the two of them came to see her. It was rare these days -- only once every few months, but when they did she always enjoyed them. Separate they were just ordinary men, but together they seemed to bring life to her body that no one else had ever done. She pulled up the neck of her jacket, convinced that the cold air was good for her as she made her way home.

  Home, even that was a word that was foreign to her. Ever since she turned 5 she and her mother had struggled, moving one place to another and never quite getting it together. One home after another, they saved and pinched every penny just trying to stay alive. Now, as an adult, Lyla had finally landed a job 6 months ago, though stripping wasn’t exactly the position she thought she would find herself in when she daydreamed as a child. She and her mother still lived in a one-bedroom apartment, in the bad area of town. Though lately, her mother had spent most of her time with a boyfriend she had managed to snag a few months back.

  Being alone was hard, but it wasn’t something she wasn’t used to. Her mother often found new boyfriends and she would leave Lyla alone in a hotel, going off to enjoy her still youthful life. At the age of 36 she was young and still looking to find a man to love her just the way she is. Lyla, on the other hand, wanted nothing of that nature. She would rather do it all herself.

  So, when she had been approached by a man in a black suit 6 months ago, she took his card, never really expecting to call him. One night, bored, she did and since then she had been a hit. Reggie was a good boss, and he allowed her to keep a larger chunk of her money than some of the other girls. He taught her everything she needed to know about dancing, and how to appeal to men. She had been inexperienced in seduction, but she had been a qu
ick study. Dancing came as second nature to her, the easy way she moved her supple body made men crazy and she loved the affect she had on them. There was a sense of power that came over her and she loved that feeling. Even though it was enough to keep them afloat the real money hadn’t started coming in until she met them.

  CHAPTER 3

  Charles and Nickolas, brothers so they told her. One was dark in every way; his black hair, facial hair and skin was just slightly darker than his brother’s. He had dark eyes, and was dominate in his interactions with her. Nickolas, on the other hand, was different. He had sandy hair and was a giver. His clean cut look made him look like a model out of the catalogue, but in their private moments he was the one to give her pleasure first, until she was exhausted, and then he took over.