Daddy Duke

by Madison Faye

  Max gripped her tightly, letting her bounce up and down on his shaft. But she gasped as he suddenly pushed her back, flipping her onto her back on the couch with her legs wrapped around his grooved waist. He held her hips, slowly rolling his and letting his cock pump in and out of her as she writhed in pleasure.

  I growled, stroking my cock as I moved towards her mouth. “Open those lips, angel,” I purred, seeing the heat in her eyes. “Open that pretty mouth and let both of us take you.”

  She reached for me, her small hands wrapping around my thick cock and pulling me closer. Her soft, pillowy lips opened for me, sliding wetly over my head and slurping me inside. She moaned deeply as Max’s cock slid deep inside, the rumbling of her pleasure vibrating though my dick. My hand tangled in her hair, and I groaned as she slid down on me, taking as much of my girth inside her hot little mouth as she could, as Max stated to drive in and out.

  We started to move together, hands holding her tight at both ends, and both of our cocks sliding in and out of her. Cora melted between us, her body arching and clenching tight in pleasure, her hips rolling and her lips sucking deeply on my shaft. Max’s hands held her ass and hips tight, lifting her off the couch as he drove his cock in and out, making her squeal in pleasure. Her clit dragged over his thickness with every thrust, and with that angle, I knew he was hitting that sweet spot just inside.

  Her mouth bobbed faster and faster on my cock, her tongue swirling over my swollen head until I could feel the cum boiling in my balls. Max groaned, his muscles rippling and his hands tight on her skin as he fucked her deep and hard, her tits shaking with every thrust and her cries of pleasure filling the room.

  “Suck his cock, angel,” Max groaned, his eyes hooded with lust as he drove in and out of her tight, slick little cunt. “Suck his big cock while this greedy little pussy takes every inch of mine.”

  Cora whimpered hungrily, sucking harder on my cock as she stroked me with her hand. I clenched my jaw tight, wanting so badly to come, but also wanting to save it.

  …Because I wanted her next.

  Max moved faster, his thick cock pistoning in and out of her tight slit as she started to moan louder and rock her hips even more to meet his thrusts.

  “I can feel your pussy milking my cock, baby girl,” he groaned. “I can feel you getting tighter, like you want to come for me. Like you want this pretty little pussy to come all over my fucking cock while I fill you with my cum.” He growled, his arms clenching tight, his hips driving against her again and again.

  “So come for me, princess. Be a good girl and come for daddy.”

  Cora screamed around my cock as the orgasm slammed into her. Her whole body convulsed, and she pulled away from me with a deep moan of pleasure as Max buried his cock to the hilt inside of her. She threw her head back, clawing at the couch and trembling as he roared and buried his face in her breast. Fuck, I knew he was coming, pumping her full of his seed a her hot little pussy clenched so tight around him and milked it from his balls.

  The two of them slowed to a stop, panting and clutching at each other.

  “Oh my God,” Cora gasped, her eyes closed, her cheeks flushed, and this silly grin across her perfect pouty lips. “That was insane.”

  “Oh, we’re not done with you yet,” Max purred into her ear, making her eyes fly open. He grinned. “Uh-uh, princess. It’s Nolan’s turn now.”

  He nodded at me as he slid out of her, his cock slick and glistening from her messy pussy. He stepped away and I moved to take his place between her legs, pushing them wide and throwing them over my shoulders as I slid between her thighs. Cora’s eyes went wide, a look of pure lust etched across her face. I eased against her, stroking my thick, throbbing cock and teasing her clit with the head. She gasped, biting her lip and looking down to watch as I slid the head inside.

  Fuck, she felt like heaven. God I’d missed the feel of her since that night before. She moaned so fucking sweetly as I slid right into her sticky, slick, freshly fucked pussy — my balls boiling with cum as I drove in to the hilt.

  “Oh fuck,” she gasped, her hands sliding up my arms. “God you feel so good, Professor.”

  I groaned at the filthiness of her using professor instead of Nolan, but fuck did it get my blood roaring and my cock throbbing. I ground into her, feeling her soft lips stretch around me and her muscles clench at me before I slid out. I teased her clit before plunging back in, filling her up with one stroke as we both groaned in pleasure.

  My hand slid down to the backs of her thighs, and I pinned her legs back as I started to fuck her. I was past the point of taking it slow, and I knew she was too. No, I was going to fuck this little tease until she never forgot the feel of my cock, or of Max’s, filling her up like nothing else.

  Her cries filled the room, the slick, wet, filthy sounds of us rocking together oozing into my ears and making my blood boil. Her hot little cunt swallowed me up again and again, sucking hungrily at my cock every time I withdrew, as if to pull me back inside.

  Max moved onto the couch on his knees, stroking his still-hard cock and moving closer to her. She opened her mouth, moaning as he eased his heavy balls against her lips and reached down to tease her nipples. I groaned, my cock harder than it’d ever fucking been as I drove into her again and again, fucking her tight little body hard and making her squeal in pleasure as she sucked on Max’s balls.

  I was reaching the point of no return, and I knew she was too.

  “Fuck, Cora,” I groaned. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me come, baby girl. You’re gonna make me fill this tight little pussy up with more cum. You want that? You want more daddy cum filling this bad little pussy until it leaks out of you?”

  Cora went to pieces, moaning and crying out and nodding her head. She moved her mouth over Max’s head, sucking him inside and bobbing eagerly on his cock as I gripped her body tight and gave her every inch.

  “Then come for me, angel,” I groaned, the room blurring as I lost myself in her. “Fucking come for my cock.”

  She almost bucked me off of her as her entire body shook with her orgasm. She screamed, sucking wildly on Max’s throbbing cock as her pussy clamped down around mine.

  And I lost it.

  I roared as I drove into her, my balls twitching against her ass as I pumped rope after thick rope of cum deep against her womb. Max cried out, his cock throbbing between her lips as he came down her eager throat. She moaned even deeper, her whole body shuddering between us as the climax shattered through her, and as both of us emptied every drop into her.

  We stayed like that for a full minute before Max moved away to collapse onto the couch. I slowly eased out of her tender pussy, groaning as I watched my cum and Max’s trickle out of her. Fuck that was hot.

  I pulled her into me on the couch, my buddy moving into her other side, and both of us holding her tight in our arms as the three of us buzzed with the aftershocks of what’d just happened.

  “You okay?” I asked gently, turning to kiss her neck.

  Cora grinned, this big dopey smile as she turned to me and nodded, biting her lip.

  “So okay,” she whispered, her eyes sparkling. “Thank you, Professor.” She blushed even redder as she turned to Max, and then me again.

  “Thank you, daddies.”

  Bliss.

  Total. Fucking. Bliss.

  It was a fucking perfect moment, and I felt my whole heart swell up in my chest in a way I’d never felt before. But then, one thing cut into me. One little thought crept into my mind, slowly deflating the cloud I was sitting on.

  Garret.

  The three of us had no secrets. Hell, me keeping the fact that I’d slept with Cora away from Max for a day had made things nuts. We were going to have to tell him, even if I didn’t know what the fuck that would do to things.

  Chapter 12

  Garret

  The glass shattered against the refrigerator. Blood roared in my ears, every muscle in my body tightening and my hands clenching to fists.
/>   “Fuck, Garret, you need to breathe.”

  I whirled at Max, narrowing my eyes at him.

  “Don’t tell me to breathe,” I hissed.

  “He’s right. You need to fucking calm down.”

  This time, I whirled on Nolan, jabbing a finger at him.

  “You fucking idiots.”

  They both bristled. We rarely fought. Fuck, we’d actually fought fought — with fists — only the once, back in high school, while drunk. And it’d ended with all three of us kicking the snot out of each other. Us fighting never meant a winner, just three losers.

  But this, this was something bigger. This was raw. It was confusing, too. Was I actually that mad about Nolan jeopardizing his career? Or about Max? Or was I just jealous?

  I knew what I’d felt around her. Hell, I knew what I’d felt seeing her around the halls at school. But having her living here, and being near her like this, it’d lit something inside of me, and there was no denying it as much as I damn well wanted to. I had no business thinking about a girl like her the way I was. Not as a military man, not as a professor, and certainly not as a guy twice her age.

  But I couldn’t help it, and I couldn’t fucking stop.

  Yes, she was fucking gorgeous, and sexy as hell. And so fucking innocent and sweet. But it was also the fire inside of her. She’d fought to get where she was in life, that was clear. She’d seen fire and rain, like me. And she’d still ended up so fucking sweet. So warm. So full of love and life.

  No, Cora Hartley set something ablaze inside of me I’d never felt. Not even with Melanie, which as fucked up as it sounds was true. You know how I knew I was okay with my fiancée leaving me the way she had?

  Because it hadn’t broken me.

  Fuck it’d barely even hurt me. For the first few weeks, I wondered if I was just numb, but then I realized it was something else. It was that Melanie had never lit a spark inside of me, she’d just been easy, and comfortable. Until she walked out. But then, that was the best thing that’d ever happened to me.

  I thought about spending my life with someone who didn’t give me that heat through me, who didn’t make my heart clench up tight every time she walked into the room

  Melanie hadn’t.

  …But Cora Hartley did.

  Fuck, she did all those things. She sent me fucking reeling when she walked into a room. But here we were, my two best friends in the world telling me what’d happened the night before when I’d been gone. They’d both slept with her, together — Nolan once before then. Through the storm raging inside of me, I honestly couldn’t tell if it made me furious with jealousy or got my blood blazing liking nothing else.

  I couldn’t tell if I was angry or more turned on than I’d ever been.

  None of us had ever shared a girl before — not once. Max and I had dated the same girl, at the same time once. Of course we didn’t know that for the first week or two, and after that, we tried it out, both of us dating her separately for another week or so. Obviously, that hadn’t lasted very long.

  But we’d never been involved with girl like this together. Never two of us with one girl. I groaned, my blood roaring like fire at the thought of little innocent Cora panting and moaning between my two big friends. I imaged her screaming and writhing in pleasure, her tight little body trembling as they both fucked her, and claimed her, and filled her out together.

  Fuck I was hard.

  And angry.

  But mostly hard.

  “You—” I wanted to yell at Nolan, but quickly, my reasoning was fading. What was I going to do, yell at him for fucking a student when I wanted to fuck the same girl?

  “Say something, man,” he said quietly.

  “Where is sh?,” I growled.

  “At campus.”

  I shook my head. “This is… fuck.”

  “Look, tonight, okay?” Max stepped forward. “We’ll all go out, the three of us. We need to set this straight and cut out the bullshit about what this all is. We need to sort this out.

  “There’s nothing to sort,” I muttered.

  Nolan gave me a look.

  “Bullshit. I know that look, Garret.”

  “You don’t.”

  “The fuck I don’t. You’re into her.” He winced, his face tightening as he shook his head and looked at his feet. “Shit, I’m sorry man. If we’d known—”

  “You’d have stopped?”

  They glanced at each other. Slowly, Nolan turned back and shook his head.

  “No,” he said quietly. “No I don’t know if we would have.”

  “This doesn’t have to be this…thing,” Max grumbled.

  “Oh it doesn’t, huh? The three of us, and we’re all into her? How the fuck is that not going to be a thing?”

  “Look,” Nolan growled fiercely. “This isn’t just a fun sex thing buddy, this is real. We both feel for this girl, big time.”

  I looked away.

  “Look, I need to get to campus,” Nolan finally sighed when I didn’t respond.

  “And I have a meeting with my business manager,” Max muttered.

  “Fine.”

  “Garret.”

  I looked up, to see Nolan holding my gaze.

  “Tonight. Let’s get a drink and we'll talk this through.”

  I sighed, taking a deep breath and looking away before I finally glanced back at them.

  “Fine. Tonight it is.”

  We left it like that, the both of them ducking out to get to where they needed to be. But me, I felt like I was buzzing. I felt like my body was fucking flying even if I was standing still.

  I needed to move.

  Running felt good. It always did, and whenever I went out for a run, it cleared my head.

  …I was really fucking counting on it doing just that.

  I pushed myself harder than I usually did, keeping my pace fast and merciless as I pushed past my usual five mile mark. I went past seven and my legs started aching. At ten, my lungs started to burn.

  At twelve miles, I called it quits before my body gave out. But my head was still spinning.

  The run had looped me around the neighborhoods around campus back close to Nolan’s house, so I lightly jogged the last mile back home. My thoughts were a blur as I stormed into the house, yanking my headphones out.

  I needed a hot shower. And maybe a beer or three.

  I yanked my shirt off in the hallway, kicking my socks and shoes off and dropping my shorts and boxers. Sweating, my muscles still heaving, I took the stairs two at a time and moved towards the bathroom at the end of the hall. I need to calm down, take a shower and figure this—

  I swung the door wide, stepped in, and fucking stumbled right into her.

  Cora gasped, whirling and half shrieking as she yanked the towel up around her and jumped a step back.

  “Professor!”

  Every muscle in my body froze. Our eyes locked. My muscles clenched. Fire sparked form her sharp blue ones into mine, and steam from the shower she’d clearly just stepped out of swirled around us.

  “I— I was just… the shower.”

  She swallowed, her eyes dropping down my naked body and her cheeks reddening as they landed on my cock. Blood rushed to it, swelling it rock hard in seconds before her very eyes, and she gasped quietly.

  “I didn’t know you were home,” she whispered.

  My eyes trailed over her, sliding up her long lean legs, stalling at the peek of hip from the side of the towel. The white terry cloth slipped in her hand, sliding across one breast and giving me a glimpse of the soft curve and the briefest little flash of pink nipple. Cora gasped and yanked the towel back, but it was too late.

  Something inside of me snapped.

  The last of my resolve broke.

  I stepped into the room, and her breath caught.

  “Professor…”

  The door shut behind me, the steam filling the small room as it swirled around us.

  “What are you—”

  “I know what you did,�
�� I growled, moving closer, my blood roaring and my cock aching.

  Cora swallowed thickly, her eyes going wide.

  “I— I don’t know what—”

  “I know you fucked both of them,” I groaned quietly.

  Her face blushed crimson, her pulse thumping in the hollow of her neck.

  “Professor, I—”

  “Dirty, dirty little girl,” I growled, making her gasp quietly. She backed up, her back coming up again the glass of the shower stall

  “I don’t know what you—”

  “Yes you do,” I hissed.” You spread your pretty legs for both of them. You opened those big soft lips of yours and sucked their cocks like a bad girl.”

  Cora moaned, the heat blooming across her skin. I moved closer, my hand reaching out and my fingers tightening on the towel

  “Professor Cole,” she whispered.

  “What a dirty little girl, fucking two older men like that.”

  She whimpered this time, and when I pulled on the towel, she let go. It dropped to the floor, and suddenly, I was standing right in front of her, inches away from barely legal, totally off limits, and utterly forbidden temptation. The object of my desire. Of my lust. Of my swirl of emotions.

  “You were just showering them off weren’t you?” I growled.

  “I—”

  “But see, dirty girls like being dirty, don’t they, Cora?”

  She blinked, and when I moved against her, she gasped quietly. I groaned, her soft skin pressing to mine. My cock throbbed against her soft stomach, her tits pressing into my rock hard chest, her nipples dragging over my skin.

  “Oh fuck,” she whispered, her body shivering against mine.

  “Did you like fucking both of them?” I growled

  She bit her lip.

  “Cora.” I reached out and cupped her cheek with one hand, tilting her chin up so her big blue eyes locked with mine. “Tell me, baby girl”

  And slowly, she nodded.

  “Yes,” she barely whispered out.