Page 30 of Knocked Up by Her Daddy's Friends

But we’re not done yet. There’s still one of my men I’ve never experienced. And I want to, badly. I look over at Gunner, his serious sexy face watching me with desire as always.

“Gunner. I want you to fuck me too,” I say boldly, hoping he won’t reject me.

He looks a little alarmed and the men all share a look before Gunner says softly, “I don’t like to be touched.”

“Okay, I won’t touch you… you can just touch me,” I promise.

“Skye, if you want this… we’d need to hold you down. Are you comfortable with that?” Angel asks seriously.

“Yes. I trust you,” I reply truthfully.

“Let’s move upstairs,” Drifter suggests.

Angel picks me up, striding upstairs with my legs wrapped around his waist. I feel a little apprehensive, given how serious they’re all being. But I wasn’t lying when I said I trust them, and I want to fuck Gunner too. I want him to be a part of this fully, whateverthisis. If fucking me while the others hold me down is what makes him comfortable, then so be it.

Angel reaches the top of the stairs and opens the nearest door, setting me down on the double bed. The others follow in behind, seeming as excited yet nervous as I feel.

“Lie down and spread your legs and arms out either side of you,” Angel commands.

I do as I’m told. The colder air in this room makes my nipples harden and the breeze between my legs feels incredible with my post orgasm sensitivity. I try my best not to move a muscle, afraid that if I do, they might call the whole thing off.

“Drifter and I are going to hold down your arms and then Gunner can fuck you. Okay?” Angel says.

I nod, not daring to speak. This feels so different, there’s an element of danger but also being completely under their control is exciting.

“If you want to stop at any time, just say so,” Drifter tells me as he and Angel hold down my arms applying a light amount of force.

Buzz comes to sit beside me, gently caressing my breasts and distracting me from my nervous anticipation so that all I can concentrate on is my horniness. Gunner stands at the end of the bed, taking a moment to look at me. He seems nervous yet I can tell from his huge, throbbing erection that he’s turned on too. I can see he’s even bigger than the other three that I realized, now I can properly focus on him up close. He moves onto the bed, spreading my legs further apart, his hands warm and calloused.

He moves slowly and surely, as though afraid that sudden movements might startle me, an intense look of concentration on his face as he allows his hands to caress the contours of my body. His touch is gentler than I expected, and my body becomes covered in goosebumps as he explores it. To my surprise, he leans down, flicking his tongue along the length of my inner thigh and I twitch.

“Try to stay still,” Angel warns.

It’s blissful agony not moving as Gunner slowly teases me his fingers delving into the warm, wet place between my thighs, languidly stroking my clit before tasting me with his tongue.

“Fuck I want you,” I hiss, vocalizing my pleasure since I cannot show it any other way.

Gunner takes his time, making sure I’m wet and ready for him before he positions his shaft at my entrance. He doesn’t enter me yet though, he glides the tip along my slit, rubbing it against my clit and driving me wild. I forget myself and try to move my hands to pull him to me, but Angel and Drifter hold me firmly in place. Everything Gunner is doing is delicious torture and I’m loving it.

When the anticipation almost gets too much, he finally pushes the tip of his thick cock inside of me, inching inside slowly so I can get used to the sheer thickness and length of him. Same as when he’s watching us, his eyes are intent on me, taking in the sight of my vagina opening for him as he stretches and fills me completely. I’m so wet and turned on right now I can hardly think straight. I’m dying to run my hands along the hard planes of his six-pack, to feel his strong shoulders and back as he slowly thrusts in and out of me, but not being able to touch him is its own kind of exquisite pleasure that has me moaning and crying out for more.

The others are all watching hungrily, enjoying this as much as we are. As Buzz plays with my breasts, I remember his earlier wish. “I thought you were going to fuck my tits tonight,” I tease him, looking him in the eye as I set the challenge.

With a nod of approval from Gunner, Buzz dips into the ensuite for a moment before returning with some body oil that he liberally pours onto my breasts before straddling my chest and placing his cock between them. Gunner continues to drive me wild with his slow, sure strokes inside me while Buzz slowly slides his shaft between the valleys of my breasts, one hand teasing the nipples.

“Fuck this is so fucking hot, I’m not gonna last long,” Buzz says as I moan, biting my lip as I can feel but not see Gunner teasing my clit with his hand as he’s fucking me.

“God yes, I want you to cum on my tits,” I groan, knowing that dirty talk drives Buzz wild and feeling uninhibited enough to do so.

“Keep talking like that princess and you’ll get another round from Angel and me if you’re not careful,” Drifter warns.

I can’t say I’m too worried about his threat, the way I feel right now I’d happily keep doing this for hours, days, if I could. I watch as Buzz fucks my tits, his gaze intent on them too as he slides faster and faster between them. Gunner is continuing to fuck me agonizingly slowly so I can feel every inch of him inside me. Buzz brings himself to climax for the second time this evening, his seed spilling out over my breasts, and he falls back onto the bed, spent.

Buzz, goes to get some tissue paper and gently cleans me off, playing with my tits and clit briefly before letting Gunner have me all to himself.

My focus is pulled back to him teasing the orgasm out of me slowly. He seems unfazed by the fact that his friend just came all over me, in fact, he seems even more turned on than before. He grips my legs, pushing them forward so my knees are up by my side and my legs over his shoulders so he can enter me even deeper. My pussy clenches and tightens around him before adjusting to the new intense, deep angle.

“Oh my god!” I cry out, involuntarily trying to pull my arms free, to move in any way.

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