Page 10 of Pleasing Daddy's Friends
I let out a satisfied sigh because that’s exactly what I’ve done. I just exploded on Scott’s face and when he lifts his head, I gasp. The handsome man’s cheeks and chin are shiny with my fluids, but he’s not bothered at all. Instead, he leans forward and bites the inside of my thigh, marking my soft flesh with his teeth.
“Oooh!” I shriek softly. “Daddy, why’d you do that?”
Scott pulls back and grins before gently circling my anus with his finger once more. “Because that’s what naughty girls get, sweetheart. Didn’t you know? You’ve been bad, Lily, and it’s time for your punishment.”
My eyes go round because is he joking? Punishment? I thought we were here for some bowling! But of course, no one’s spoken about the prospect of a game whatsoever. The lane remains untouched, and the big round bowling balls lie on the rail at the machine, silent and shiny. To be honest, we were never going to hit the lanes, and my lovers know it.
Yet I decide to play along with the charade.
“Punishment?” I ask in a trembly voice. “What do you mean by that?”
“You’ve been very naughty, princess,” Cross rasps, letting go of my ankles so that my legs are finally free to drop down to the sofa. Belatedly, I realize how exposed I’ve been. At this point, I’m wearing nothing but my high heels and panties, the crotch of said panties pulled aside so that my pussy and ass are fully visible to the men. The sweet spaces gleam in the low lights, swollen and pink. Meanwhile, my ivory breasts are totally exposed, the nipples a stiff pale peach. Any other woman would be embarrassed and ashamed about her nudity, but I revel in sharing my curves with three handsome males. I was made to satiate the desires of men, and giggle while cupping my big breasts with my hands.
“What punishment did you have in mind?” I purr, making eye contact with Scott, Cross, and Barrett. “I think I can handle it.”
But then the men move so fast that it’s a blur. One moment, I’m sitting on the couch with my curves flushed and damp, post-climax. In the next, the men have me on my hands and knees on the small table in front of the couch. It’s generally used for snacks while bowling, and the surface is hard on my shins.
“Wha—?” I ask. But my question’s cut off because Scott forces his cock between my lips, and I let out a muffled cry of shock around his thick man meat.
“Suck,” he commands in a deep voice, looking down at me from his great height. “Don’t talk.”
I have no choice but to obey as Cross and Barrett tie my ankles to the table legs, spreading them apart. My panties are ripped off with one big fist, the lace totally destroyed.
Oh my god, my pussy and ass are on display, and sure enough, a big hand comes up to stroke my back pucker.
“Keep her occupied,” a deep voice rumbles.
“Yeah, keep her mouth full so that she can’t talk,” another masculine voice adds. I known it’s Barrett and Cross speaking, but I can’t turn to identify who is who. I suppose it doesn’t matter because I know what’s coming next. Sure enough, the slippery head of a massive cock presses against my pleats.
“Oh fuck, she’s tight,” the first male voice bites out. “I thought you stretched her.”
Above my head, Scott snorts.
“Yeah, I fingered her ass,” he rumbles. “But obviously, it’s not enough.”
The man behind me grunts in reply, and to be honest, it turns me on to not know which man is about to insert his penis into my ass. I love the anonymity of being butt-fucked by a gorgeous stranger, and hot fluids gush between thighs in anticipation. The man behind me grunts with approval, increasing the pressure against my rear end.
“Well, she’s plenty turned on,” he growls. “Mmm, fuck baby. Relax.”
“Suck harder on my dick,” Cross instructs, tipping my chin up to look down into my eyes. “It’ll help loosen your asshole, baby.”
I do as I’m told. My eyes flutter shut as I focus on giving Cross head, increasing the vacuum of my lips. Sure enough, the tight ring of muscle in my back end relaxes. The man dicking me slides his huge shaft into my rectum and I can’t help it – I let out a muffled scream as my eyes go wide. He’s huge! I wasn’t built for such a girthy cock in my bottom!
But Cross reads the panic in my eyes and continues to stroke his fingers through my hair in an effort to calm me.
“It’s fine, baby girl,” he rumbles. “You’re doing great. Better than great. You’re doing amazing. Now, suck harder so that your rear end softens. You’re about to get your butt fucked, baby, and it’ll feel better this way.”
Oh my god, his words are so rancid and wrong, and yet they turn me on. The wanton woman in me responds, and I increase the suction on the huge shaft in my mouth, savoring the musky male taste. As Cross predicted, my body relaxes, my rectum loosening a little. The man behind me groans, his big hands on my hips as he pulls out before sliding all the way into my rectum again.
“Holy shit, her ass is tight,” he pants. “Fuck fuck fuck.”
Then, the deep anal penetration begins. The man behind me slides his penis in and out of my butt, massaging my rectal walls with that enormous rod. His moans become sonorous as Cross looks down into my eyes.
“Keep sucking,” the alpha male rasps. “You look beautiful like this, Lily, with a dick up your ass and another in your mouth.”
I lose it then. In my mind’s eye, I get an image of how I must appear, tied to the table with two men fucking my orifices from the front and back. Before I realize it, my asshole ripples and my pelvis tightens. Then, I let out a muffled scream as an anal orgasm rips through my curvy form.
“Mmmmph!” is my muffled shriek. “Ummmph!”
