As I was washing my hands, I stared in rapt fascination at my reflection. I really did look like a slut who’d been fucked hard and put away wet.
I closed my eyes and stroked my tits, the memory of Daddy’s hands on me.
I wanted him to touch me again. To feel me. To fuck me.
He pounded on the door. “Time to come out, Cassie.”
I shut off the water, dried my hands and opened the door.
Daddy reached up, grabbed my hair and dragged me into the bedroom. “We don’t have a lot more time with the room. On your knees.”
I sank to the floor and looked up at him expectantly. He sucked in a sharp breath and I saw a glimmer of pure lust followed by appreciation in his blue eyes. “Fuck, baby girl, you are one fine slut.”
I beamed.
Jeff slid from the bed and stood at my left, Daddy on my right. They both sported huge hard-ons.
“Put your mouth on us, little girl,” Daddy said.
I scooted closer and opened my mouth to engulf Daddy’s thick veined cock.
We both moaned at the wet contact. I sucked and licked my way from the head down to his ball sac. With my other hand, I gripped Jeff’s hard dick and stroked lightly before I switched.
I repeated the process for several minutes until my thighs burned and my jaw ached.
Finally, Daddy pulled back and lifted me to my feet. He gripped my nipples in his fingers and twisted hard.
“Ready for the big time, baby slut?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I said softly, though I had no fucking idea what he meant.
His face snarled into a grin of dark pleasure. “I doubt it. Jeff, I’ve had her ass and it’s tight as a fucking drum. I want her cunt on my cock again.” He looked at me. “For real, this time.”
I couldn’t contain my gasp of pleasure. “Yes, Daddy, please fuck me.”
He sat on the edge of the bed, spread his legs and crooked his finger at me. I straddled him, my dripping wet cunt hot and ready to take his cock. One hand held the stalk while he spread my pussy lips with the other.
He spread my pussy juice from my hole to my clit with his hot head. I shuddered and clutched at his shoulders.
“Daddy,” I pleaded, staring at him. “Fuck me.”
His jaw pulsed and he nodded sharply, spread my lips impossibly wide and fitted the head of his dick to my steaming hole.
“Sink down on it, slut. Take my cock into your pussy.”
I concentrated hard, bearing down as I slid over his massive girth. He spread my lips so wide and thin, I feared he would split me.
The pleasure far outweighed the pain, though and I grunted and shoved. For a moment, I stilled, licked my palm and rubbed the spit over his cock and my pussy then began moving again.
He finally slid all the way home and I screamed at the pressure.
“Fuck, Daddy, you’re so damn big. You’re going to rip me.”
He growled and bit my shoulder as he pulled me close. We fell onto the bed together. He kicked my legs apart and held me tight to him.
I wriggled, tried to find a little room, but found I could not move.
“You’re a tight fuck, slut,” he said in my ear, his voice low and menacing. “But wait, that sweet pussy of yours is about to get a whole lot tighter.”
I gasped as Jeff stepped between my legs. “Spread her ass.”
Daddy’s hands slipped down to my ass cheeks and pulled them wide open. I whimpered at the incredible feeling of exposure.
Nothing was private anymore.
I burrowed my head into his shoulder. “Daddy,” I whispered, but stopped not knowing what else to say.
Jeff squirted cold lube all over my ass, plunged his finger into my hole and grunted. “Hold her. She’s as tight as a fucking virgin.”
I felt Daddy’s chuckle rumble along my tits. “Hell man, until a few hours ago, she was an ass cherry. Be careful, though, I don’t want to have to take her to the hospital.”
I tried to struggle then, seriously afraid. “Hospital?” I yelped. “No, Daddy, please.”
He caressed my back and ass. “Hush, baby girl, I’ll take care of you. Just like before, relax.” He lifted my face to look at him. “Don’t you want two cocks fucking you at the same time? Don’t you want Daddy’s cock in your tight, young pussy?” He kissed me softly and I melted.
“Yes, Daddy, I do want that.”
He nodded and pressed my head back to his shoulder. “Push back, little slut, to make it easier for Jeff to sink his cock in your ass.”
I bit my lip and did as he instructed. The bulbous, hot head of Jeff’s dick bumped my asshole, stretched it. I gasped as he slowly pushed inward. It felt so much bigger than when Daddy had fucked me.
I squeezed my eyes shut and pushed back, breathed through my nose.
“Good girl,” Daddy said. “You’re getting your pretty little ass filled with man cock, aren’t you? Just for me.”
I nodded, unable to speak.
He rotated his hips and I groaned at the sensation. My ass widened as Jeff pushed through my sphincter.
We all gasped.
I rose up on my arms and looked down at Daddy.
“You control it, little slut,” he said softly. “You tell us when to move.”
My lower body throbbed both with fire and pleasure. I could feel my heart beating in the ring of my ass snapped tight around Jeff’s cock.
I could feel the pulse of my orgasm writing in my pussy filled with Daddy’s massive dick.
Experimentally, I churned my body. I moved back, further onto Jeff’s dick, away from Daddy.
Back down.
Up.
Down.
Jeff’s hands gripped my hips; Daddy cupped my tender tits.
“That’s it, baby slut. Fuck us. Tell me how much you like it.”
I gasped and continued my jerky, sliding movements until I found a smooth rhythm that pleased all of us.
“I love it, Daddy. I love having your hard cock deep in my pussy. Oh yeah, fuck that young pussy.”
I babbled and blathered as I moved between them.
Jeff’s thrusts started to slam harder into my ass and his fingers dug into my hips.
“You fucking bitch, God. I’m going to come in your ass, you damn slut.”
“Yes,” I hissed and pummeled up and down on Daddy’s dick, shoving my ass back onto Jeff’s cock, trying to milk both men. “Fuck that ass. Come in my ass. Now.”
He groaned and swelled and then I felt his hot come shoot into my bowels. I bowed and howled but forestalled my own orgasm.
I waited until he pulled free and staggered to the bathroom. Then I cupped Daddy’s face in my hands and kissed him.
“Did I do good, Daddy?”
He nipped at my lip, wrapped his arms around me and flipped our positions. I was suddenly looking up at him. He rose, grabbed one of my ankles in each hand and spread my legs. He yanked me to the edge of the bed and started to drive into me with hard, punishing strokes.
I threw my head back as I felt my orgasm rising. “Yes, Daddy, yes, fuck me like a slut.”
He pounded into me so hard the slap of flesh drowned out any other sound in the room.
“My slut,” he hissed. “My bitch.”
Pound.
Pound.
Pound.
I scrabbled to touch him, my fingers finally clamping around his hands.
With one final, vicious thrust, he yanked me forward and slammed his cock so hard and deep into my cunt, that I lost all my breath.
He stilled and spread my legs past comfortable.
I grimaced.
“What are you?” he demanded. One of his hands dropped between my legs where his cock protruded from my steaming cunt. He flicked my clit, pinched it tight, let go, pinched it again.
I howled as I came once more.
“What are you?” he demanded again over my yells.
“I am your slut, Daddy. Yours.”
He rubbed tight circles on my clit, forcing me
to keep coming. I whimpered and thrashed, tried to push his hand away to no avail.
I must have had another five orgasms before he finally pulled away.
His cock slid back and forth gently in my pussy and he leaned down, pressed a tight, hard kiss to my mouth. “Who am I?” he asked.
I smiled as I felt his dick swell in my pussy. “Daddy,” I said.
His come blasted through me and I kissed him again. “You’re my Daddy and,” my breath hitched on the words. “My Master.”
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