by Gia Blue
I practically purr, rub against him like a cat, pout my lips, try my best to tempt him into action.
Matt tears his gaze away from me and looks to Justin, so I do the same. “Y-You sure, man? I mean…” He clears his throat, as if he’s having a hard time getting the words out. “I mean, she’s fucking hot. My dick’s hard just thinking about it.” His face burns practically neon as he says this.
Justin just nods. Then, with a quick jerk of his head, “Yes. She wants it. And I know you do too. Besides, she knows who her daddy is.”
Oh, yeah. I’ll always know.
I turn my attention back to Matt now, let my fingers drift from his hand to the bulge in his slacks, cup his hardness and give him a gentle squeeze. The reaction I get is instantaneous. He rocks his hips and arches into my hold, a hiss escaping his lips.
“That’s it, Amber. Show him how good you are.” Daddy’s voice is low as our “director” is spurring the action on. “Why don’t you take his dick out, baby?”
Since he doesn’t mention me getting naked, I figure a blow job is what he’s aiming for. And fuck if I can wait.
I slide from the couch and crawl between Matt’s spread thighs, knees resting comfortably on the thick carpet. With quick movements, I brush his hands aside and undo his belt, pop the button and draw that zipper down. Oh-so-fucking-slowly.
The cock I’d squeezed only moments before is straining against Matt’s underwear. Sweet boy wearing his tighty-whiteys. His erection’s practically bursting through the fabric. I take a moment to peak at him from beneath my lashes, and find his attention completely on me, eyes wide, chest rising and falling in rapid succession.
Oh, yeah, Cutie likes.
I snag the waistband of his underwear, lift and tug until the elastic rests below his balls, putting it all on display for me.
He’s long and thick. Not quite as long as Daddy’s, but he’ll fill me up nicely just the same. The veins on his dick are standing out beneath the smooth skin of his cock, pulsing and tempting me to come in for a taste.
One last look over my shoulder. One last check-in with Daddy before I suck this handsome boy down.
Staring at him, I see his cock’s out and in his hand, pants discarded, shirt tossed aside. Daddy’s completely naked, and I realize he’s into this. Totally.
I turn back to Matt, the cutie who stutters when he talks to me, and rise up on my knees, bring my lips a hairsbreadth from the tip of his prick and the droplet of pre-cum pooled around the small opening there. “Is this what you want, Matt? Do you want me to suck your cock?”
He nods, tongue flicking over his lips. “Yeah.” His voice is barely a whisper.
I blow my heated breath toward his erection. “Say it.”
He swallows hard, Adam’s apple bobbing along his throat. “Please suck me.”
“Suck your what?” I’m a total tease and slut, but I don’t care. Playing with this sweetheart is making me hotter with each passing second.
“My—” he squeaks out the word, voice cracking “—cock. Suck my cock.”
“Hmm…” I hum, and then lean forward to give him what he’s aching for. I flick my tongue just below the head, brush three times against the gathering of nerves there, and Matt nearly jumps off the couch.
I retreat from the cutie and raise my voice. “Ooh, Daddy. I think he likes it.” With a giggle, I go back for more, this time gathering the pre-cum and swallowing it down, savoring the salty-musky flavor of him. Another hum and I dive forward again, suckle the tip, tongue dancing over the slit of his cock, searching for more of his essence.
From my peripheral vision, I see Matt’s fists clenched, resting on the tops of his thighs, knuckles white. I pull away, smile when he whimpers, and urge the sweetheart on. “Grab my hair, Matt. Show me how much you like this.”
I wrap my lips around the head of his cock again, swallow some of his shaft, then grip the bottom half with one of my hands. I start out slow, ease down, rise up, hand working over what I can’t get down my throat. He’s thick and hard, silk over steel. Farther and farther down I go, taking more, squeezing and twisting on the upstroke.
His pre-cum is a delicious addition to the taste of his skin. And more and more of it oozes out with each rise and fall of my jerking motion. I moan as I increase the pace of my strokes, the suction of my mouth, delight in giving him pleasure.
Seconds tick by, until finally, Matt’s hands find my hair, cup my skull and take over my pace. His hips jerk and push more of himself into my mouth each time I go down. Feeding me inch upon inch of his hard shaft.
Fuck this is turning me on. Everything about it.
Daddy watching, probably stroking and tugging himself in time to me sucking his buddy’s dick. I hope he’s getting off on me doing another guy. On watching me pleasure someone else besides him.
The thought makes me cream my shorts. Seriously. Pussy’s soaking, fucking wet. My clit’s throbbing, begging for attention, and my cunt aches to be filled, stretched and fucked hella hard.
Damn, I wonder if I’m gonna come just from sucking this stranger’s cock.
I moan around Matt, move one of my hands from his thigh and slide it along my body, then reach down between my legs. Just as it arrives at my cloth-covered pussy, the “promised land,” Daddy stops me.
“That’s enough.”
With a whimper that’s echoed by Matt, I take my mouth away from him, stare at that pretty cock of his and wiggle in place, the ache between my legs growing with every passing second.
“Don’t want to come in her mouth, do you Matt?” I focus on Daddy, on his impressive naked body and the steady hand leisurely stroking his dick. “Why don’t you let little Amber have a ride before we get to the main event, hmm?”
Oh, god. A shudder tears through me, and if I weren’t already on my knees, I would’ve most definitely fallen. Seriously, the jolt of pure pleasure is that strong.
“Amber, grab a condom from the table. Matt, go ahead and get comfortable.”
Jeez. I hadn’t even noticed the condoms. I don’t use ‘em with Daddy, but it’s probably a good idea for Matt. I snag one while Cutie jumps from the couch and strips, yanks off his clothes like he’s in a race.
When he’s finally naked, I glance at Daddy for direction.
“Right here in front of me. I want to watch your ass while you ride him.”
Hells yeah.
Matt shoves the coffee table out of our way and then lies down, cock standing tall and proud from his groin. I drop to my knees between his legs, tear the condom wrapper, and then take the latex gingerly between my fingers.
The sweet boy’s watching me intently, panting as I lean forward. Setting the condom on the tip of his cock, I roll it down, nice and slow. He hisses with the contact, hands fisted at his sides, cock twitching in my hand.
Oh, this is going to be fun.
From here, I rise up and crawl over him until we’re face to face, my pussy poised over his straining dick, wet and ready to take this dick inside me.
“Ride him, Amber. Let him fuck that tight pussy.”
I can’t stop the shudder of arousal that snakes through me.
My eyes are on Matt, but I answer Justin. “Yes, Daddy.”
I get into position and lower my hips a bit, the tip of his cock kissing my hole, bathing him in my cream.
“Oh, shit yeah.” Matt’s voice surprises me, but makes me smile too. So, I guess he is enjoying himself.
I go down a smidge farther, letting just the head enter me and stretch me a bit. I circle my hips, tease and tempt him, go round and round until his face is a fierce red.
“Fuck me, Amber.”
“I am, sweet boy.” I giggle as I take a bit more, with two or three inches of him stretching me now. I rise up and then slide down, more and more with each fall. I feel so full, filled and achy. Up and down, over and again, fucking myself with Cutie’s dick.
“Oh, shit, Matt. Your cock feels so fucking good.” I push up until I’m straddl
ing his hips. Hovering for a quick sec, I grab my breasts, pinch my nipples, squeeze and knead the flesh. “Fuck, that’s nice.” I increase my pace, his rock hard dick pumping in and out of my cunt.
“That’s it, Amber. Take that cock. Fuck it. Do it because Daddy wants you to.” I hear the fap, fap, fap sounds of Justin jerking himself, getting off to me doing another man. His friend.
“Daddy, it feels so good. He’s big and hard. Wanna come on his dick, Daddy.”
As if getting into our dirty talk, it seems as though Matt’s lost a little more of his shyness. His hands land on my hips, holds me still, then gives me a series of hard, rapid thrusts from below. “Like that?”
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” I scream in time with each one, his pelvis connecting with my clit and rubbing it in just the right way.
“Fuck her pussy hard, Matt. She likes a rough fuck. Do it.” Oh, he’s demanding.
I so love it.
I work a little with his thrusts, wiggle against his hold, and make sure my hips are positioned just right so he hits my clit every time.
Slam.
Again.
And again.
“Fuck yeah, fuck yeah, fuck yeah…” A chant or a prayer, I can’t be sure which one it is. But it’s definitely gonna make me come all over this cutie’s dick.
“Fuck that cunt, Matt.” Daddy. God, I think I may love this man for letting me have Matt tonight.
“Like that? Like my dick in your pussy?” That’s Matt talking dirty to me, and his questions trigger a full-body spasm of ecstasy to shoot through my entire being. I jerk, back arching, mouth open, pussy tightening around his cock.
“Yeah, you like it.”
“She’s a dirty little slut. Of course she likes it.”
I pinch my nipples. Hard. Hard enough to make me see stars and cause my pleasure to intensify.
I’m milking Matt’s cock in a steady rhythm, squeeze and release, spurning my arousal on until I’m so fucking close to coming…
I drop my head back, let him take over as I welcome the erotic sensation he yanks from my body.
I’m like a ragdoll. A ragdoll getting fucked by a fireman hottie, but a ragdoll nonetheless. He’s pounding in and out of my cunt, bam, bam, bam, the sound of flesh against flesh mixing with the fap, fap, fap of Daddy tugging the fuck out of his dick.
So dirty. Oh, fuck yeah.
I’m needy, and my cunt’s tightening more and more around Matt’s pleasure stick.
“Gonna…” ‘cause I’m so goddamn close “…come.”
He increases his pace, pumping in and out of my hole. His face is a mask of pleasure and pain, veins on his neck standing out, a fine sheen of sweat coating his chest.
“Come on his dick and you get a present, Amber. Do it for Daddy.”
Ohfuckohfuckohfuck…
And I certainly do.
The pleasure’s grown so much I can’t contain it anymore. It now blossoms inside of me and fills each and every pore I have. Pure bliss pumps through my veins, head to toe and back again.
My body isn’t my own. It’s twitching and jerking, boneless, yet strong at the same time as I lean over Matt. Collapse on top of him and let his thrusts drag out my orgasm even further. He’s still pumping in and out of me, slowing by degrees as time passes, until it dies down to a gentle rocking.
“Oh, shit.” I’ve got such a dirty mouth. But I’m too weak to even care.
I’m breathing. Maybe. Maybe I died. It’s too hard to tell.
And Matt’s still rock-fucking-hard. Deep inside my pussy, and undeniably hard.
A hand strokes a gentle line down my back and teases my ass crack. It’s my daddy. Matt’s still squeezing my hips as Daddy says, “That was so pretty, watching his dick go in and out of your tight cunt.”
“You didn’t come, right, Matt?”
Cutie chuckles. “No, but I was so fucking close.”
I purr, rock my hips, and enjoy the sweet slide of his cock inside me.
“No moving, Amber. It’s time for your surprise.” The finger that’s been teasing my crack disappears for a moment, then returns covered in a cool slickness that could only mean one thing.
And that one thing is a double team.
Holy shit. My first ever.
My cunt clenches around Matt’s cock and he moans in response, raising his hips a bit, pushing his cock deeper.
“Fuck yes.” I hiss and it turns into a moan when J’s finger enters my ass, spearing me, opening my hole.
That same digit glides in and out of me, Matt’s strokes working in tandem with Justin’s, both giving me pleasure, but in different ways.
Then, two fingers split my asshole, opening me up even more, giving me a good burn to tie into all of the pleasure Matt’s granting me.
“Oh, look at that pretty little hole, just sucking me in. You want it, don’t you, Amber? Want my dick in your asshole?”
I push against their intrusion, moan right along with Matt, shudder as my pussy and back entrance tighten around the two men. “God, yes, Daddy. Fuck my ass.”
My face is buried against Matt’s neck, breathing heavy against his skin, fingernails digging into his shoulders while I rock back and forth.
Gentle hands stroke me, delicate touches along my sides. “Baby, you’ve got the perfect little pussy. You like getting fucked by both of us, don’t you? Like cock? Hmm?”
Shit, his words shove me toward the edge of climax. It’s just…so wonderful. As are the hands, the big cock, and dirty words that are helping me to get off.
And I love the fact that Matt’ s busting out of his shy little shell, giving me what I crave the most.
“Love it. Love your dick in my cunt.” I lick a path along his neck, from collarbone to ear and I nibble his lobe, tug on it with my teeth. “Do you like your cock in my tight pussy, Matt? Like fucking a teenage girl?” ‘Cause technically, I am. I’m legal, but still a teen. “Does that get big, bad Matt off?”
Three fingers are shoved into my ass, the nice burn blossoming into pain, and my scream of pleasure drowns out Cutie’s response.
“Fuuuck,” I hiss, take a deep breath, force myself to relax so I can accept Justin’s invasion. I slump forward. “Oh, fuck yes. Fill me, give it to me.”
Stroking in and out of me, Matt gets back in the groove, splitting me and fucking me and giving me the unbridled ecstasy I’ve yet to experience.
Of course, I’ve never been double teamed before, so that could explain it.
Matt shakes beneath me and I focus on him, watch as pleasure dances across his features. “Oh, fuck, Amber. I can feel him. He’s rubbing my dick through you.” Then, a tremor races through him.
I glance over my shoulder and see the evil smile on Justin’s face. Oh, yeah, he knows what he’s doing. Obviously, this isn’t his first time at the rodeo.
I turn back to Matt, nibble his lower lip. “Do you like it? Like how it feels?”
He surges beneath me, pressing to the hilt and stroking those sweet places in my cunt, making us both cry out in pleasure.
“Fuck!”
“Yes!”
“Such a pretty slut.” That’s Daddy’s voice, swimming in over ours. “You ready, Amber? Ready to get fucked hard?”
His fingers slip free of my ass and I whimper, “Yes, please. Please fuck me, Daddy.”
Within a moment, the blunt head of Justin’s cock is at my hole, pushing in and demanding entrance. I relax and push out, let him slip right into my ass, and the tight, crammed feeling I’m experiencing is almost overwhelming. I’m stuffed, literally, full of cock.
“Yes, god, do me. Pound my ass. Fuck my cunt.”
I prop up on my hands, Matt below me, Justin behind, with both of their dicks inside. I just stare at Matt, his focus entirely on me. Then the two men move. Oh, shit… First Matt, shifting out, then Justin, nudging farther in.
“Oh, fuck. Oh, shit, oh, fuck.”
“That’s what we’re doing, little one, aren’t we, Matt?” Justin’s voice is stra
ined behind me.
“Hell yeah. You were right, J. She does have the most perfect pussy in the world.” His fingers tighten on my waist and both men pick up the pace, the force of their thrusts, moving in counterpoint.
I just sit here and let them do me.
And I’m okay with that.
The sound of their harsh breathing mingles with mine, our bodies moving together in unison, pleasure growing, morphing, burgeoning inside me.
It’s getting bigger and bigger with each passing second, cunt squeezing Matt, ass doing the same to Justin, the two of them giving me more than I could’ve ever imagined.
Every breath in and out, they increase their pace. Harder. Faster. Deeper.
“God…” Sweat’s trailing down my back and I see Matt’s coated as well, our bodies working toward release.
“That’s it, baby. You have such a sweet cunt.”
One of Matt’s hands leaves my hip and reaches between my legs, finds my clit with ease and circles the tiny nub. I gasp, “Jesus Christ!”
“You need to come on our cocks, and then we’ll come inside you.”
Oh, god, the sheer pleasure forces out all of the air in my lungs, leaving me breathless, shuddering, muscles twitching. He circles the bundle of nerves, round and round and round. Dragging my orgasm closer with every thrust in and out of my aching holes.
Tingles of absolute bliss dance along my spine, and I feel as though spikes of electricity are reaching into every part of me, multiplying exponentially. I can’t think, can’t breathe, can’t do anything but feel them pistoning in and out of both of my holes. So, I accept what they’re doing and revel in each and every sensation they afford me.
“Take our cocks, little one. Take it from Daddy and Matt.” Gah, his voice is so deep and gravelly, egging my climax on.
I moan and groan, then whine because I can’t do anything. I’m frozen in place. I’m able to take what they’re doing to me and that’s about it. Oy.
But then, their pace increases yet again, Matt keeping time with his fingers on my clit…circling, as both men fuck the shit out of me.
