Page 16 of Pleasing Daddy's Friends
“Of course. You must be speaking of the marquise cut, which is one of my favorites,” he says. “Here, how about this one?” he asks, palming another rock. “This is a twelve-carat marquise diamond, as you can see from the long and narrow profile. It resembles a canoe, wouldn’t you say? This gem is graded D in color, which is a very fine color,” he adds quickly. “Diamond grading isn’t like a report card with A, B, and C, down to F. A D is a diamond that has no visible color, even when magnified. D is the highest color grade on the Gemological Institute of America's diamond color grading scale, and D-color diamonds are rare, refined, and chemically purer than other diamonds. They are also considered the most valuable and rarest color grade of diamonds.”
“That’s more like it,” I growl with pleasure, never taking my eyes from Lily as she fondles the gem. “I want only the best for my beautiful girl because that’s what she deserves. Lily sweetheart, why don’t you try it on?”
The teen girl blinks, turning towards me with surprise on her pretty features.
“What do you mean?”
“See if the diamond’s the right size and fit for your clit, princess,” I say like nothing’s wrong. “That’s what we’re here for, right? Don’t be shy.”
Lily blushes fire-engine red and throws an embarrassed glance at Abad.
“But Daddy, the diamond belongs on the thong,” she whispers. “I can’t sew it to the g-string right now because I don’t have a needle and thread!”
I’m not bothered at all.
“No need to sew it on, baby. Just lift your skirt and put it over your clit to see if it’s the right size and shape. Show us,” I command in a deep voice. “Don’t be embarrassed. It’s the only way we’ll be able to tell if the diamond fits.”
Lily gasps audibly this time, her mouth opening and closing. But no words come out because she knows that I always get what I want, especially when it comes to her luscious curves. Shooting Abad another furtive glance, she stands while fidgeting nervously with the fabric of her skirt.
“Are you sure, Daddy?” she asks in a low tone. “I mean, we don’t have to try it out right now. We could maybe take these jewels out on loan, and try them out in the privacy of our home?”
“I’m sorry, Miss Kenneally,” Abad interjects in a smooth tone. “But these jewels are of the highest value and cannot be loaned. They are only viewable on the premises of St. George Jewelers.”
Lily gulps heavily, her cheeks red.
“Oh, I see,” she murmurs. “That makes sense, I suppose, given their high value.”
But still, Lily doesn’t move, standing in place while trembling. Yet I can tell by the way her big bust heaves that she’s excited, and there are faint pinpricks on her striped top. Yes, my sweet woman is aroused and her nipples are hard and poking out at the fabric. As expected, the slut is turned on, and I smirk.
“What are you waiting for, baby girl?” I ask in a silky tone. “Let’s see if the gem fits.”
Lily gulps again and swallows. But then, her hands gently begin to lift the hem of her skirt. The fabric inches upwards, baring inch after inch of creamy, thick thigh, and I literally begin to growl deep in my throat. She pauses while the fabric is about two inches below her cunt, and I let out a harsh bark.
“What are you waiting for, princess? Daddy wants to see.”
Lily flushes again and nods before gripping the fabric tighter in her fingers. Then, the material begins its ascent once more, revealing more and more of her lush white legs. But she stops again, this time with the skirt right below her pussy line. I can practically smell the musk of her cunt because she’s so turned on, and my cocks harden in my jeans in anticipation. But Lily throws a panicked look my way.
“Daddy,” she whispers. “I think I forgot my panties today.”
Abad’s black brows shoot up to his forehead while I lean forwards, my broad shoulders stiff.
“No panties, hmmm? Did you really forget, or is this just who you are? Never mind, don’t answer that because it’s clear you’re a filthy little girl. But it’s fine, princess, because we don’t need panties for the try-on. In fact, it’ll work better without lingerie because we want to see everything. Now pull your skirt up, sweetheart. Let’s see if the diamond fits.”
With that, Lily takes a deep breath as the show continues...
10
Lily
Oh my god, I can’t believe this is happening. Lionel’s brought me to the jewelry store, and I knew ahead of time that it’d be a sexy spectacle. But I had no idea that it’d be like this! I thought we’d pore over gems, and that my stepfather and I would exchange steamy glances while picking out a diamond. Instead, I’m in a private room with two men as I pull my skirt up inch by inch.
“Daddy,” I whisper again. “My pussy’s wet already. I can feel her dripping.”
Lionel’s blue eyes flare.
“Show us,” he commands. “Don’t be shy because nothing about your body is off-limits, sweetheart. You know that it belongs to me.”
My insides go hot because Lionel’s words are true. I know I belong to this possessive alpha male, and nothing that happens can change it, not even the fact that there’s another man in the room. So cheeks scarlet, I pull the skirt up even higher until my pale pink labia are visible, swollen and wet.
