My hands knotted in the bed sheet. I tried to sit up, to watch his hand sluicing into me, but his mouth covered me, blocking my view as he nibbled, sucked and pumped his way to my shrieking orgasm.
As I lay moaning and gasping from my climax, Mike reared up and quickly stripped his shirt off before burying his face against my pussy again. As he licked me, his fingers worked the button of his pants until he could slide out of his clothes. Naked, he flipped me onto my stomach so that my bottom was presented to him. His open hand came down hard on the bare flesh.
"Daddy!"
"Months and months of teasing me." Another hard spank. Suddenly, his fingers began to probe a different spot. He pulled them away.
I moaned a little. I was curious at what he had planned. "I know, I'm sorry." I wasn't sorry, not the least little bit. I wanted him to spank me again and I wiggled my butt at him.
"You're not sorry," he said, smacking me hard again. I cried out, and then his fingers were right on my pucker. I pulled away a little involuntarily.
"You knew..." He pushed against my back so that I was up on my knees but with my chest pressed flat against the mattress. "You knew you wanted me to fuck you..."
I nodded. "Since the email, since you dried my tears and held me and we woke up together." I reached behind me with both hands and spread my cheeks.
I could feel him probing against my asshole again, touching me. He began to breach the entrance, but where I really wanted him was somewhere else.
"Fuck me now, Daddy," I said, waving my ass at him again.
He pulled his fingers away with a grunt. He leaned over me, his dick rubbing between my thighs and against my lower stomach. I made a little noise, my throat so tight it strangled the sound. "Don't whimper like that," he commanded. "It drives me crazy, it's so sexy."
I did it again, unable to stop myself. His cock was against my clit now, running hard along its length as he pumped against me.
"Please put it in me."
"I don't know, Celeste." Teasing, almost cruel because he had to sense how badly I wanted it. "I don't have a condom."
I didn't answer. I didn't know if he knew, but Kevin hadn't used a condom when he had just had sex with me. Still, I wanted it.
"Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck me bareback. No condom, just skin. I want to feel your big cock inside me. I want you... to come inside me."
I showed him how bad I wanted it when I tried to scoot forward so I could reposition my pussy, find the head of his cock and force myself onto it. I still hadn't seen it, just felt how big it was against me. Grabbing my hips, he forced me to stay in place.
"Slow, sweet girl. You thought you had big before but you haven't had this."
He started to push into me, breaching me in the smallest of increments. I shuddered at the sensation, shoulders twitching.
Not identical.
I swallowed hard. "Oh, Daddy."
He pushed a little further forward, then a little more, allowing my body to adjust to his size before he seated himself completely inside me. I felt like I was going to split but that was okay, it felt so freaking good.
With his cock all the way in me, his hand slid along my hip, under my belly until his index finger found my clit. He started to rub the tip as his hips bumped along my body. His balls hit against my thighs, lightly spanking them. His other arm slid under me, his hand moving all the way up to my shoulder to cinch me tight to him as he thrust harder and faster, his finger keeping pace along my clit. I could feel his cock pulling Uncle Kevin's semen out as I gyrated my hips.
"Fuck, you're the tightest, baby girl. So fucking sweet." I could feel him withdraw, feel him spreading my cheeks open again. I could feel his fingers going to my ass again. As I felt a finger press in, I again withdrew without thinking.
"You want me to fuck this ass, and you always have, haven't you?
I could barely hear him, I was breathing so hard. My pulse pounded in my ears, I was so excited. Still, I was apprehensive.
"Such a tight little ass," Daddy said, obviously getting excited.
"I think my pussy is quite tight as well," I said, amazed I was able to string together so many words.
"So you'd rather me come in that pussy?" he asked.
"Yes, oh god yes, Daddy," I moaned.
He grabbed my hips and rolled me on my side, positioning himself on his side behind me. I was the little spoon in his big spoon, and as he entered me again, I felt our skin touching all over the place.
He grabbed my chin and pulled my face against his, whispering in my ear.
"You want me to come in that pussy, don't you?"
I was beyond words at this point. My jaw just dropped with the pleasure.
"You want me to fill you with that seed, to give you a baby all your own," he said.
"Yes, Daddy," I managed to moan. My hand went to my clit, and I began to massage myself fiercely. I felt my eyes roll back into my head as another wave of pleasure rocked through my body.
"Such a hungry little pussy, so wet. Coming so hard for Daddy."
That sent me tripping over the edge again. His hand moved from my chin to my throat, bringing me in even tighter. As my thighs squeezed him over and over again, I could feel his other hand going to my belly, imaging the baby that he wanted to put there. At last, as I tightened around him, thighs and ass squeezing, I could feel him begin to swell.
With a groan, I felt him spurt inside of me, just as Kevin had done just a moment ago. He moaned directly in my ear, hugging me tighter, his hands wrapping around my breasts. I could feel as spurt after spurt of his semen poured into my system, seeking the channel to my eggs, competing with his brother's for supremacy. I had never felt so full, and I knew that soon I would feel even fuller, full of life. I wanted it. I wanted it for my Daddy.
He never pulled out of me, just let his softening cock stay within me, plugging the hole and keeping his seed in as my sore and exhausted body drifted off to sleep. Draping his body across mine, he dragged the blanket across us then wedged his arm beneath my breast to keep me tight against him, his chest to my back, his lips pressed lightly to my shoulder.
"Sweet girl," he whispered as I finally fell asleep sleep. "Daddy's sweet, sweet girl."
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Did you love My Two Men of the House: Michael? Then you should read My Two Men of the House 1: Kevin by Cassandra Zara!
My Daddy Mike had been taking care of me every since my mother Laura left us. I had always loved him, but recently I had been feeling more and more lust for him. I wanted him to be my first, but I couldn't tell him how I felt without feeling like it would drive us apart, but it was so difficult.
When Mike's identical twin, Uncle Kevin came to town, I was really torn. This wasn't the man that had comforted me, but he was still oh so sexy. When Uncle Kevin saw me checking him out after Daddy Mike had already stepped out to work, he quickly asked me a question that made me weak in the knees.
Do you always look at your Daddy like you want to fuck him?
When he told me to call him Daddy Kevin, and his touches felt just like I thought Daddy Mike's always would, could I stop him from taking what he wanted? Could I still save myself for Daddy Mike, or would his identical twin brother deflower me and fill me up with an impregnating creampie?
This taboo 5000 word story features a confused young lady and a horny man willing to take advantage of the fact that he looks just like the man of the house. It includes a rough deflowering, begging, pleading, and enough orgasms to make a girl's head spin.
"If you won't tell me, I'll just ask him. What's it going to be?" he asked, with just a hint of malice in his voice.
I couldn't think. He looked and smelled like Daddy. And that voice... Daddy sounded like that sometimes. Never when he talked to me, but back before Laura had shut him out completely. That voice brought a flush to my skin, made my toes curl and my thighs start to slide together to control the sensation building in my pussy.
"Uncle Kevin..."
He shook his head, a dead sexy smile playing on his lips. "Call me Daddy." He paused, leaned his face closer and stroked his deliciously rough cheek against mine. "And you're my sweet girl, right? That's what Daddy calls you."
"Daddy..." I intended it as a question but it didn't at all come out like that. More like a hallelujah minus a few syllables or an amen.
Uncle Kevin ran his hands halfway up the side of my arms, his thumbs stretching out to caress the upward slope of my breasts and stop at the two hard points of my nipples beneath the shirt. He rubbed at the fabric with the pads of his thumbs, making tight little circles that had me throwing my shoulders back and pushing my tits higher.
I might have moaned but I couldn't hear anything beyond my own pulse and his heated whisper. "Is that it, sweet girl -- you want your Daddy to fuck you?"
Oh, god, did I ever!
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About the Author
It's often said that reading erotica is mostly for women, but look closely guys: The girls in my books act in ways that you will NEVER see a girl act in a porno.
Cassandra Zara is a young woman in her 30s who has wanted to write the kind of fiction she'd like to read for a long time. It may sound cliché, but she really does love long walks on the beach with her husband. Her new baby keeps her plenty busy, but she's overjoyed to have people who enjoy her work.
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