by Abby Kace
“Why?”
“Are you going to be a good little girl and listen?”
My pussy pulses as I plant my hands on the bed. I raise my rear and spread my feet. My eyes follow Daddy’s huge cock and heavy balls until he steps to my side.
“Eyes forward,” Daddy commands.
I obey at once, the skin on my rear prickling. Daddy’s big hand glides over my bottom. Wet kisses pepper my shoulders. I gasp at every gentle touch, at the feeling of his hard cock rubbing on my thigh.
The first slap cracks over my ass.
“Daddy!”
“I love you, Princess. This is for your own good.” He whispers in my ear, “This is for your pleasure, little girl.”
He spanks me hard, but it never hurts. His hand swats back and forth, jiggling my cheeks and heating my body into an inferno. I grasp the sheets. My body sways. Daddy holds me steady with one hand under my breasts, rubbing his palm on a swollen nipple. I lose myself in this dirty, delicious punishment, my heart beating like a drum.
He slaps both cheeks then hooks a finger into my pussy. “Are you going to run off again?”
“No, Daddy!”
“Whose cunt is this?”
“Yours!”
“Who gets to fuck your tight little holes? Who gets to suck these titties?”
“You!” I cry. “Jason!”
“Good girl.”
I whimper, raising my ass higher.
But Daddy lays me on the bed. “Put your hands over your head, Chloe.”
I’m breathless, my rear stinging, my sex throbbing, and I reach up.
He gets a nylon rope from his bag and ties my hands through the slats in the headboard.
“What are you doing?”
“You will take both of us,” Daddy says. “This makes things simpler. And I know Jason likes to slap your tits. Hell, I bet you do too. Your brother says you cum harder when your titties are nice and pink.”
I blush and twist, but the rope is firm, binding my wrists together overhead.
Climbing into bed, Daddy wedges between my thighs and lines up his hard cock at my pussy. “You’re so wet right now, but we’ll take our time. Your brother and I will fuck this cunt anytime we want. Your ass too. I know you like it, these pretty little holes need plenty of fucking.”
I open my legs wider to tell him what I need now.
Daddy growls and grabs my waist.
His tip teases my folds before the first thrust makes me cry out. Daddy starts pumping in my juices, his huge cock squelching in and out from head to base, hitting my deepest place. Those smoldering eyes drink in my writhing body.
“Daddy loves this soft little pussy. I didn’t get to pop your cherry, but don’t think for a second I won’t give you what you need. One cock isn’t enough for this teenage fuck hole. Daddy will take care of you.”
He hasn’t been inside me since yesterday, and I feel him tense within minutes, on the verge of climax.
Then Daddy pulls out with a sudden tug, lifts my hips, and pushes his slick girth into my asshole. Plunging to the balls, he rubs my swollen clit while I scream out my climax.
“Daddy!”
“That’s it, little girl, Daddy’s gonna fill your tight ass with cum.”
Spurts of hot cum coat my passage. He leaves me with a wet pop. Daddy pulls on my nipple with his teeth and rolls my clit under his fingers.
Another orgasm begins to build.
“Jason! Your sister needs you.”
From the corner of my eye I watch my brother stalk across the room, one hand around his thick cock.
Daddy scoots aside and pulls my thighs wide apart. He shows Jason my flushed and swollen lips, dripping with cream.
“Get in there,” Daddy says. “Make our princess cum, then we can eat. I was gonna nut in her pussy, but her pretty asshole was begging for it.”
“I’ll give her what she needs, Dad.”
My brother takes Daddy’s place, rubbing his cock over my folds before squeezing my breasts. I flinch and brace for the first slap.
Like Daddy said, Jason likes to smack my breasts. He likes to see them bounce as he fucks me.
But the slap doesn’t come.
“What’s wrong?” I moan.
“You’re beautiful, sister.”
I’ve never blushed hotter. It’s the way he stares at me, his eyes soft all of a sudden and brimming with love. I glance down to see his cock leaking on my slit, those hard abs rippling every time he breathes.
“Do whatever you want,” I whisper. I smile faintly and wiggle my wrists. “It’s not like I can move.”
“You’re right about that.”
Jason’s palm whips across my breasts. I yelp, my nipples throbbing with heat before a perverse pleasure fuses with the sting. He smacks my breasts back and forth until I scream.
Then he stops to soothe me, lashing his tongue over my nipples. My skin fevers and my sopping hole aches to be filled.
Our eyes connect.
He plunges into my pussy and muffles my startled cry with one hand, holding my throat with his other. “I was always hard around you, sis. I knew it was wrong to like you like I did. Love you like I do. That time we kissed—” he groans as my pussy clenches “—that time I knew what I wanted. You tore out my fucking heart when Dad told me you ran off.”
“I’m sorry,” I gasp. The only words I can say with his shaft buried to the balls.
“Don’t be sorry. Because I’m never letting you out of my sight. I’m taking this pussy every day. You’re mine forever.” His hand on my throat tightens. “Cum for me. I want to feel you cum on my cock.”
He heaves a deep thrust that makes me gasp.
I spill into the most intense orgasm of my life, shaking out of control, pulling at the ropes, arching off the bed. Jason holds his cock between my quaking walls and joins me in climax, emptying his balls deep in my pussy.
“Fuck!” he yells.
My pulsing channel pulls him in deeper, our mingled cum sloshing in my heat. Tears sting my eyes.
“I love you, sis.”
Every time he says that I float a little higher. I would touch his face and tell him I love him back, but I can scarcely breathe and the rope around my wrists is burning tight.
My brother kisses a trail down my belly before he pulls out. “Dad needs you too.”
“Oh god.”
I keep my legs spread as Jason gets up, my lower half a raw mess drenched with cum, but I want more.
Daddy’s broad shoulders hover in my vision. He’s standing over the bed, glaring at me, stroking his cock. “I told you, baby girl, you’ll take both of us. My turn.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He thrusts into my pussy without hesitation, rutting hard while he sucks my tender breasts. “Such a good girl,” Daddy says over and over.
An hour passes.
Then another.
The bedsheets are soaked.
My handsome men take turns like they said they would.
They feed me hot soup between bursts of frenzied fucking and hard loving. They lick my pussy every thirty minutes or so, which is their way of letting me rest, but I’m never left empty for long.
One orgasm after another rips through my body, and my pussy is slathered with cum. I float in a fever of throbbing pleasure.
“Both of us,” a voice says.
My eyes fly open.
Daddy’s standing on one side of the bed. My brother on the other. They stroke their veiny hard cocks soapy with my juices and their cum. A sheen of sweat covers their muscles, cut with shadows by the fireplace.
“I’ll get under her,” Daddy growls. “Her pretty pink pussy is dripping honey. It’s all yours, Jason. That ass is mine.”
My brother nods.
Daddy unties my wrists first. He rubs my chafed skin before sliding under me.
There’s no discomfort when his cock pushes into my asshole. He’s fucked me there so many times, I’m used to the hot stretch. We’re both so sweaty, and
Daddy fumbles for a moment as he sits me on his cock, one arm circling my waist to hold me steady.
I squeeze my cheeks around Daddy’s thick shaft anchoring me to the bed.
“Good girl,” he says approvingly.
Jason climbs on top, dragging his tongue in circles around my clit. Something trickles out of me—my juices and Jason’s cum left from the last time he came in my pussy.
Daddy keeps his cock firmly in my ass. “Hurry up, boy.”
“She’s so tasty,” Jason says. “I just want to eat her out.”
“You can do that later.”
My brother lowers himself onto my opening. He grabs my breasts and pushes into my pussy. Impaled in both holes, I feel their cocks sliding past each other through the membrane inside. They thrust in deep strokes, making my pleasure swell, and my walls clench tighter and tighter.
My men are not gentle, but they know what I need.
“She’s squeezing the cum out of me,” my brother growls.
“Be a fucking man,” Daddy says, holding his cock in my ass. “Treat her right.”
I look down to see Jason’s shaft pumping in and out of my stretched pussy. The room fills with squelching sounds and breathy moans.
After so many orgasms, I need a lot to cum again.
They give me what I need.
It’s my brother’s thumb on my clit that sends me over the edge. I scream out my release and gush on their cocks.
“That’s my baby girl,” Daddy says, holding my hair back. He cums inside my ass.
Jason tenses with his length buried in my pussy, and pleasure knits his expression as he floods me with more cum.
“Yes,” I gasp.
I can tell we won’t be leaving the lodge at all on this trip, which is just fine. I’ll stay in bed forever as long as I’m not alone.
The whole weekend passes this way.
My men unleash their deepest desires. Daddy always ties me to the bed before he fucks my holes. Jason wants to see my tits bounce when he thrusts his huge cock into my pussy. I start to crave his rough hand slapping my breasts.
They cum everywhere, inside my pussy and ass, on my belly, on my breasts, in my mouth. They fuck me together. They fuck me alone while the other cooks food. They find all kinds of ways to tease my clit, and I’m never out of their sight. Their hard cocks are always out, glistening with my juices and their cum.
By the time our stay ends, I know my men will never let me go. They’ve bound me to them in every way, and I love it.
◆◆◆
“YOU DON’T NEED to tie me up every night,” I whisper. Another morning with Daddy in my bed back home.
“I don’t care,” he growls. When the ropes are loose, he kisses my wrists. “I like it, Princess. I like seeing you tied up. I like seeing these legs spread for me.”
I pout. “And after I’m further along?”
Daddy rubs my belly and scowls. “We’ll see. For now you’re going to sleep like this.” He rubs my wet pussy. “You cum harder with a rope around your wrists.”
I stifle a smile. Daddy’s right about that.
I’m already two months pregnant and starting to show. It’s Jason’s. That doesn’t stop my men from fucking me hard every night.
Daddy especially.
I love how possessive he is. My brother is the same way, but he doesn’t use the ropes anymore.
After we got back from the lodge, Daddy stuck to the habit of tying me to my bed every night. My men take turns sleeping beside me—after they make me cum.
During the day, they can hardly keep away.
And at night, Daddy would tie my hands through the headboard before he licks my clit and fucks my asshole. Once in a while, he’d put his cock in my pussy. If it’s my brother’s night, Jason would climb on and thrust right into me, always cumming inside. It didn’t take long to get me pregnant.
I think they agreed between themselves. My brother gets my pussy, and Daddy gets my bottom.
We’ll always be together.
There’s a knock on my door. Jason’s voice booms. “Open up. I want to see my sister!”
“That boy is so damn impatient,” Daddy says.
“At least he doesn’t tie me up,” I tease.
“But he slaps your tits still, doesn’t he?”
I blush. “Yes, Daddy.”
Daddy squeezes my breasts. They’re starting to fill up. I’ve been eating more, and in a few more months, the doctor says I’ll start producing. Daddy’s eyes glinted when I told him the news. I wouldn’t be surprised if he wants my milk for himself!
The knocks get louder.
Daddy pulls away reluctantly to open the door. My brother enters with his cock hard.
“What the hell took you so long?” he barks at Daddy.
“Your sister has a needy pussy,” Daddy says. “And a very needy asshole.” He claps him on the back. “Take care of her.”
Jason shuts the door on Daddy’s heels and climbs into my bed so fast I yelp. Then he’s kissing my belly bump, curling two fingers between my folds to rub at my tender spot.
“I could hear you all night,” Jason growls. “Screaming and moaning for Dad.”
I stroke my brother’s cock in that way he likes, slowly and firmly, and I smile. “Daddy made me cum twice last night. Think you can do better?”
He pulls my hand off his shaft before sliding into my pussy. “Yes.”
I breathe in his smell. Our bodies join together, his cock buried in my channel. A snug fit. Perfect. Like we were made for each other.
“Show me,” I whisper.
The End
Daddy’s Only Princess
I’m about to take a bath when my stepdad storms through the bathroom door. He’s fuming. I just ruined dinner with Gina, one of his friends from work.
Daddy had called me this afternoon to expect our guest, saying it would be a working dinner in his home office, but after I met them at the door, Gina gave my daddy these looks I did not like one bit. No one’s gonna steal him from me! An hour later I dumped a glass of milk on her head.
Except they really were working on a file from Daddy’s firm. Oops.
I could’ve handled my feelings better.
Last week I had my eighteenth birthday. Daddy tells me all the time I’m a big girl now, which means no tantrums. But jealousy hits me whenever I see him with a woman. I should be the center of his attention.
Daddy stands in the bathroom doorway, frowning at my white panties and tank top.
“What?” I blurt out.
“Come here,” he growls.
I shuffle over with a pout.
“Why’d you do that to Gina?”
“Um, I thought she was checking you out.”
His eyes soften for a moment, and I get this feeling Daddy sees everything in my heart. But then his jaw sets. “She’s my colleague, little girl. You’ve been very rude.”
Little girl? I cross my arms and bump up my pert breasts on purpose. “I’m not little, Daddy.”
“You’re worried someone will take me from you? Is that it?”
“Y-Yes.”
A hot light I’ve never seen before flashes in his eyes.
He rolls ups his sleeves, revealing arms threaded with muscle. “Why would Daddy want anyone else when he has fresh pussy at home?”
My chest flutters. “W-What do you mean?”
“You know what I mean, Lori.” He cups my breasts. “These tits know what I mean.”
My nipples were already pebbling and his touch turns them into points. My pussy clenches.
Daddy squeezes me with rough hands. “You were rude to our guest, you need punishment. Go to your room.”
Eyes lowered, I shuffle into the hallway as butterflies dance in my belly. Daddy follows at my back and I hear a jangling sound.
When we’re in my bedroom, he shuts the door before sitting on the bed.
I raise my eyes with a gasp.
Daddy’s belt is off and he’s pulled his thing out. The
cock in his hand looks hard and thick, with a big vein corkscrewing along the side. He rips off his tie, unbuttons his dress shirt, and my face heats at the muscles cutting his torso. Daddy’s gorgeous body is everything I’ve dreamed about. His anger is not.
“Are you nervous, Princess?”
I give a tiny nod.
“Don’t be. After your punishment, I’ll show you how to be a woman. Right now you need a spanking. You’ve been a very bad girl making my cock hard.”
I can’t believe how he’s talking to me, how he glares at my small body and scanty panties. “I thought this is about Gina,” I stammer.
Daddy scowls. “Don’t give me any attitude. This is about you.”
He pulls me over his lap and slaps the curve of my ass. Holding my shoulders, Daddy slaps the other cheek, and soon the room fills with thwacks. Every hit jiggles my bottom. Then he stops to rub my glowing skin before his hand trails lower to palm the wet panties sticking to my pussy.
I gasp.
“You like that?” Daddy whispers. “You’re wet, baby girl.”
“Y-Yes.”
“I raised a little slut, haven’t I?”
“And you have an erection!” I stammer.
Daddy smacks both cheeks, his big palm swatting back and forth across my rear. “And you’re gonna take care of it.”
My body ignites and I twist over his lap.
“Stay still,” Daddy warns. “Or I’ll use the belt.”
But I can’t stop squirming.
Daddy yanks up the back of my panties, splitting my buttocks before sharp slaps thwack my bare bottom. He grabs my hair in a ponytail as his hand delves between my thighs, squeezing and pulling, and he pinches my clit through the soaked panties.
“Daddy,” I squeal.
He spanks me until I sob, torn apart by the sensations churning my body, but I don’t want him to stop.
Daddy stops, rubbing my pussy again making me gasp. A finger runs down the length of my spine.
“You’re very wet, little girl. Are you going to be good and obey me?”
My face burns with shame. My slit throbs with desire. “Yes, Daddy.”
He stands me in front of him, and his hard cock looks bigger than before. “Get your dildo,” Daddy commands.
My eyes jump wide. I’ve never had sex, but I keep a small dildo hidden in my dresser under my socks and underwear. It’s my naughty toy and I’ve only used it a few times. I bought the dildo online last year after Daddy went on a business trip, so he wouldn’t know about it. He shouldn’t. Daddy must’ve looked in my dresser.