Second Chance Baby Daddy

by Vivien Vale

  Scott tugs at the hem of my shirt, pulling it up. Kevin lets go of my breast and breaks the kiss to give Scott a chance to pull the shirt over my head. I sit up and Kevin reaches behind me, unclasping my bra and pulling it off. They both stop and stare at my breasts. Kevin pulls me onto him so that I lay half on his lap and he cups both breasts. He massages them, rubbing his thumbs over my nipples.

  Scott hooks his fingers into my waistband and pulls my slacks down, taking my panties with them. In no time at all, I’m naked and splayed out in front of the two men who seem to think it is the most precious thing on earth.

  Scott kneels on the couch, spreading my legs. I gasp when he lowers his head and closes his lips over my pussy. He licks a line from my entrance to my clit and I shudder when he flicks the tip of his tongue over my clit a few times. Kevin plays with my breasts, tugging and pulling, and Scott licks and sucks my pussy until I squirm and writhe on the couch.

  After a moment, Kevin moves out from underneath me and I hold myself up, propped on my arms. Kevin pulls his shirt off and I have a beautiful view of his body – his arms strong and muscular, his abs sculpted and delicious, moving under his skin. He unzips his pants and pulls out his cock, thick and hard. He pushes his hips toward me and I know what he wants.

  I suck him into my mouth and he groans. Scott is still between my legs, sucking my clit and the sensation along with the dick in my mouth is another sensory overload. I shiver and bob my head up and down, taking as much of Kevin into my mouth as I can without cutting off my own breathing. I must hold back if I want to stay in control of my body – with Scott between my legs I’m already in trouble of tipping over the edge and losing it.

  “Oh, yeah, princess,” Kevin says. I moan against his cock as the sucking on my clit intensifies. I’m so damn close to the edge it’s almost impossible concentrate, but then Scott stops and I let go of Kevin, gasping for air, moaning in protest about the orgasm denial.

  Scott

  Carly is on fire. The lust in her eyes is clear and she sits up, upset that I stopped just before she orgasmed. She reaches for me, pulling my shirt up and over my head. Her undressing is urgent. I undo my own buckle but she takes over, unzipping my pants. She pulls them down, stopping to get rid of my shoes before throwing it all on the floor. I’m naked, my cock hard and straining. I want her. I want her good and hard.

  “Turn to the couch and bend over, my little whore,” I say to her and she does as I say, bending over the couch, her ass on display to the both of us. Kevin stands next to me, taking it all in. His hand moves to his dick, more than happy to watch while I take the first shift. Fine by me.

  I grab Carly’s hips and aim at her pussy, pressing my tip against her entrance. She holds her breath and I push into her. She cries out as her body opens for me.

  “God, you’re so wet,” I gasp. She’s practically dripping. I pull out almost all the way and slam into her again, pushing in as far as I can go. I reach her cervical wall and she cries out. Women don’t like it when I do that, so I’m careful not to go that deep again.

  I fuck her, pounding into her. She cries out with every stroke, bracing herself on the couch. Kevin moves a little to get a good vantage point from the side and he jacks himself off as he watches me fucking Carly from behind. Her hair falls over her back when she flips it up and I take the opportunity to grab it. I bunch it in my hand and pull her head back, holding her, arching her back. She cries out, her body held in this position and I continue fucking her.

  After a while, I let go of her hair and reach for her arms. I pull them back so that her body lifts, arching her back. I pull her arms back and hook my arms through her elbows so that she’s pulled in an arch toward me, her breasts pushing out, her body curved in a C as I fuck her. She cries out, her breath forcing out of her lungs as I manipulate her body into the position I want her in.

  Kevin moves closer and I turn us a little so that she isn’t facing the couch anymore. He bends over and plays with her breasts, taking them into his mouth. Judging by the way Carly’s cries change, he’s using his teeth as well or sucking hard enough for it to border on pain.

  I keep fucking her, slamming into her, taking her body the way I want it.

  Kevin stops and steps away. I slow down. Kevin kicks off his shoes and gets out of his pants. He’s naked, now, standing in front of Carly. His dick is hard and ready for action and I let go of Carly’s arms so that she can lower her upper body again. Kevin takes her face in both his hands and guides her mouth to his dick. He pushes into her mouth.

  I pick up the pace, pumping into Carly harder again and Kevin picks up the pace, pushing into Carly’s mouth hard and fast enough that she makes gurgling sounds and moaning. He lets her breathe every few strokes but other than that he fucks her face the way I fuck her pussy.

  We fucked her like this before. It’s even better than I remember it.

  I reach around her body and push my hand between her legs. I slow my strokes right down and my fingers find her pussy, pushing into her slit to find her clit. She moans around Kevin’s dick when I press two fingers against her clit and wiggle them up and down. I move my fingers in circles around her clit, rubbing her faster and faster.

  Carly moans, a strangled sound as Kevin pumps into her throat. Her knees buckle and I wrap my other arm around her hips to hold her up. I rub her furiously, barely pumping in and out of her now for lack of concentration.

  She shudders in my grip, a sigh escaping around Kevin’s dick. He pulls out enough for her to breathe hard. He reaches down to her tits and squeezes them. Carly cries out louder. She is so close; I can feel it. She shivers and every shiver brings a wave over her body, clutching at my cock, sending shivers into my own body, too.

  I look up at Kevin. His face is riddled with concentration and desire. I know mine looks the same. I fuck Carly as much as I can while holding her up and playing with her clit, and the orgasm rocks through her.

  Her pussy clamps down around my cock and her body convulses. Her legs give way almost completely and I struggle to hold her up as she orgasms. She cries out, her mouth open so Kevin steps back. Carly shudders and moans and I stroke her clit to prolong her orgasm, to keep her coming.

  Finally, she comes down from her orgasm and I pull out of her. She collapses on the couch, breathing hard. Kevin and I stand over her, cocks still hard, watching her as she gasps naked and spent on the couch. We aren’t done with her yet.

  Carly glances up at us and her eyes tell me she knows it and she isn’t upset it about it, either. Her eyes are still filled with lust and she looks from my cock – slick now, covered with her sex – to Kevin’s cock, the tip wet with his own desire. She wants more, too.

  Well, we have a lot more to offer.

  “Come to the bedroom,” Kevin says. He holds out his hand and Carly takes it. He helps her up and we move to the bedroom where Carly lies down on the bed again. I stay standing. Kevin crawls onto the bed with her and she lies on her back, her legs falling open for him. He positions himself over her, his cock between her legs and he pushes into her.

  She gasps. I watch them as Kevin pumps into Carly. Watching them fuck is hot and I palm my own flesh, sliding my hand up and down my cock. Her juices are still on my cock and my hand slides up and down with ease. I watch as Kevin pounds into her and Carly cries out, gasping and moaning.

  Kevin pushes himself up so he is braced on his arms. The space between them is enough that her tits move back and forth. I watch her tits with her hard nipples moving and God, I want to suck on them, to nibble them. I’m not going to get involved, though. It’s Kevin’s turn.

  Kevin bends his arms and props himself up on his elbows. He moves the other hand to Carly’s face and strokes her hair, her cheeks, her brows. He traces her lips with his fingers and when she gasps, her lips opening further, he pushes two fingers into her mouth. She closes her lips around him the way she sucked on his or my cock and I watch as he pumps his fingers into her mouth in the same way he moves his dick in
and out of her. It is erotic as hell and strangely dominant, even though Kevin is the tame one between the two of us.

  Carly seems to like it, though. She moans more when he finger fucks her mouth while he slides in and out of her, her sounds becoming a little erratic. Is she getting closer, already? I want to get in there, too. I want her ass around my cock again so that I can fuck her from behind while Kevin is still buried in her pussy. When we did that last time, it took everything for me not to lose my load inside of her straight away.

  Not a lot of women like to do anal. We never asked Carly what she does and doesn’t like, but I get the idea she likes me in her ass.

  When I can’t hold it anymore, I walk toward them. I get onto the bed. Kevin pulls out of her and moves around her so he is behind her. He pushes into her again, fucking her in the spooning position. In this position, I’m not going to get to her ass but her mouth is right there. I grab her head and push my cock into her mouth, lying in front of her.

  She takes me in hungrily, sucking on my dick while Kevin fucks her. He slides in and out of her. I close my eyes and focus on what I’m feeling. Carly’s mouth is hot and she’s doing such a good job of fucking me with it that I feel like I’m in her pussy, anyway.

  I reach down and push my fingers into her hair and close my fist, holding her head firmly in place. It’s dominating and I love it. I love taking control of a woman. Carly makes strangled sounds as I push my dick down her throat. I fuck her a few times before letting her come up for air. My balls are in her face but she doesn’t seem to care and neither do I.

  “God, she’s getting close,” Kevin bites out. I know what he is feeling – Carly has tells that are very clear. Her body convulses, her walls clamping down and she shudders in waves before the big one hits.

  I keep at it, watching her carefully.

  Kevin pounds into her harder and harder, her body rocking back and forth and I counter his strokes with mine. When she is very close, I pull back and allow her to breathe while she sucks me. Her breath is erratic and shallow and she whimpers and moans.

  When she tips over the edge she cries out and I pull right back, slipping out of her mouth, letting her moan and gasp for air. Her face is twisted into an orgasmic expression that burns itself into my memory. Her mouth opens and I want to shove my dick back in there, but I wait for her to ride it out.

  She gasps and moans. Kevin slows down his pace, stroking in and out of her as she orgasms.

  Finally, she comes down from her high and she breathes hard. A final shudder passes through her body. Kevin pulls out of her and crawl to the pillows, lying down. His dick is hard and glistening with the sex he had.

  Carly lies on the bed, body open, spent. She’s breathing hard. I get onto the bed, too, moving to where Kevin lies against the pillows and I lie down next to him, leaving enough space in between us for Carly to join us.

  She glances at us and does exactly what I hoped – she moves between us.

  We lie side by side. The room is dim with only the bed lamp on and our three naked bodies look exotic.

  Carly sighs. I caress her body, running my hands over her soft skin. Her breasts are soft and big, her nipples relaxed for the moment.

  I want to change that. I lean forward and take a nipple in my mouth, sucking, rolling my tongue around it. Kevin does the same, worshipping her other nipple. Carly sighs and moans. She moves her body, undulating as if she is having sex again as we work her over, pushing her from one sexual encounter to the next. I move my hand down her body, stroking her, feeling her, caressing her. Kevin mirrors my actions. Her hand is on my head, I guess the other is on Kevin’s and she drinks in the attention we are giving her.

  Kevin

  I want more. I want to be inside of her again. But Carly needs a break. The two of us are using her up and I don’t want her to have to tap out because we fucked her too hard. So, Scott and I spend time just loving her body, her breasts, the curves of her hips and her legs.

  It’s more than satisfying, but my cock throbs and I want to be inside of her again. I move my head, kissing her breasts, the skin on her chest, her neck. Scott does the same and he reaches her mouth before I do. He kisses her long and hard, his tongue probing her mouth. Carly moans and rolls toward him, throwing her arms around his neck. She hikes up one leg and throws it over him, lying on her side, splayed open.

  I have a perfect view of her back, her ass. I grab her ass cheeks and squeeze, pulling them apart, looking at her pussy and her back entrance. She is wet, glistening. I push my fingers into her and she moans into Scott’s mouth.

  I move my fingers up toward her ass, lubing her up with her own wetness. She gasps and moans while she makes out with Scott as I work her ass into a wet mess.

  When I figure she’s wet enough, I shift, pressing the line of my body against hers. My cock pushes against her ass and I guide myself, the tip against her back entrance. She cries out when I push in, breaking the kiss with Scott for a moment.

  I work my way into her, moving inch by inch in slow strokes. I buck my hips slowly, fucking her ass. My hand is on her hip, Scott’s arms pull her against him. I move back and forth, faster and faster. I slide myself into her and back and out she produces breathy moans and squeals.

  Scott moves his hand down between her legs and I lift my head to see what he is doing. His hand moves and I’m sure he is playing with her clit. She shivers around my cock, squeezing me with her body and I groan. At this rate, I’m going to come in no time at all.

  I slide out of her. She gasps when I do.

  “I’m going to come if I keep doing that,” I say. I don’t want it to be over, yet.

  “Let me,” Scott says. Carly lies on her side, gasping. Scott cups her cheek and kisses her. “Get on him, kitten.”

  He is so demanding and Carly seems to like it. I’m less intense than he is. The combination works.

  Carly does as Scott says and climbs onto me, straddling me. Her tits are close to my face and I reach up and grab them. She gasps, positioning herself over my cock and lowering herself down.

  When she is on top of me, she starts rocking her hips. She rides me, sliding my cock in and out of her.

  Scott positions himself behind her and I pull her down so that she lies on me, her ass open and on display for Scott. I know he likes anal a lot more than I do – although, with Carly, I’m more than happy to fuck her ass again and again. I know when he pushes into her. She cries out and shudders. I feel Scott’s cock slide right up against mine, nothing but membranes separating us from each other.

  I don’t mind it. There are men that are very homophobic, that shy away from everything that looks like dick. I’m not going to do Scott or anything but if we are fucking a woman together, doubling up means we are going to be in close quarters.

  Scott doesn’t seem to mind, either. We start moving, countering each other’s strokes. When I push in, he pulls out. We rock back and forth and Carly is rendered useless. She cries out and moans, her breath hot in my neck, her skin slick with sweat. I put my hands on her back and hold her to me. Her breasts are against my chest, her nipples hard. We are still fucking, but holding her like this made me feel warm, different than it has the last time. I’m starting to feel different around her and I don’t know what to do about it.

  I push away the thoughts, the feelings, and focus on her body and what’s happening. This is the second time Scott and I are fucking her together. When we made our pact, once would have been enough. It’s amazing to be able to do it again, to find a willing partner in Carly.

  I catch Scott’s eye over Carly’s shoulder and he looks content, satisfied. He is in his zone when he’s fucking. Scott has a different relationship with sex than I do. He is rough and dominant, always in charge. But even he is different with Carly.

  I push the thoughts away, again. I’m thinking too much. I focus on her body on top of me, her pussy clutching at my dick as I slide and out of her. Her breasts mash against my chest and her breathing is hard and rag
ged in my ear.

  Scott grunts and groans as he works himself and out of her ass and everything about the three of us fucking right now is hotter than I could have imagined.

  I’m starting to get closer. The friction, Carly’s body splayed out and stretched open on top of me, the moaning and groaning and gasping, heavy breathing, pushes me closer and closer to the edge.

  Judging by Carly’s breathing, the way she shivers on top of me, she’s getting close, too. I want us to come together. I want to come inside of her the same time she comes undone at the seams, shuddering on top of me. I glance at Scott over her shoulder and I know what he is thinking. He looks determined. He will take care of his orgasm the same time we do.

  The three of us coming together… the idea is wildly intimate and I like it. Somewhere between the drama with the investors at work, the threat of being outed and the difficulty Carly is having with her sister, the three of us got a lot more intimate. Maybe I’m the only one feeling it, but with Carly on top of me, her legs straddling me, pussy stretched, with Scott in her ass, pushing her to the limit, I feel like we are in a different place from where we were the last time we did this.

  But that’s me, overthinking again. And during sex, too. I push the thoughts away and concentrate on getting Carly to orgasm.

  I thrust into her. Scott does his part of keeping up with me, his cock sliding in and out of Carly’s ass and she shudders and moans in a breathy voice. I have my hands in her hair, holding onto her. Scott’s hands are gripped around her hips. I stroke in and out of her and Carly gasps. My cock grows inside of her, she feels smaller and smaller, gripping my cock and I know she’s tightening as well, a sign of her pending orgasm.

  Scott grunts, his dick sliding in and out of Carly’s ass, going against my direction.

  Carly starts whimpering, rugged gasps forced out of her mouth. She cries out, suddenly and I feel the orgasm wash through her, tightening her body around my dick. It pushes me over the edge and I spasm, shoving myself as deep into her as I can. I jerk and spasm, emptying myself in her body.