by Ashlee Price
The roles were reversed. Now it was Josh plowing into my pussy and Brad was the one making me drool all over my bed as he pounded into my mouth and throat.
I slobbered all over Brad’s cock. I found it hard to breathe but I also wanted to keep his meat in my mouth for as long as I could. It just tasted so damn good! And when would be the next time two hunks would walk into my bedroom to take me without warning?
I drooled all over my chin, his cock, down my neck and to my bed. Brad didn’t care. He only cared about fucking my throat like it was the cheapest sex doll he could buy. His grip on my hair tightened and I wanted to yell but the only sound I could muster was a weak muffle between thrusts of his cock.
Splash!
My eyes shot wide open the moment I felt Brad spill his cum deep inside my mouth. I tried to pull my head away but instead he pushed my head in deeper, shoving his cock deeper inside my mouth as he could. My mouth and throat filled with warm cum. It was starting to fill me up too quickly and I felt myself gagging. My chest heaved as I began to choke. I opened the very edge of my mouth and foamed cum frothed out and dripped down my cheeks and chin.
Finally Brad let go and pulled his cock out at the very moment I thought I was going to pass out. He threw my body down on the bed. My eyes just stared blankly at nothing and I felt Brad’s semen just drip out of my mouth. I was full and I was broken.
Josh pulled out of my pussy and as I lay there, seemingly lifeless save for the weak movement of my chest as I breathed ever so softly, he stroked his cock until he spilled his seed a second time today. He spilled his cum all over my pussy and tummy.
“Look at her,” Brad said.
“Now she looks like a work of art.”
Josh gave my pussy a sudden but gentle slap. I would have yelped but I was too exhausted to care this time. I just remained in bed like a lifeless doll broken by two boys who played too roughly with me. It was only after a while did I realize I was squirting my juices between my legs.
The warmth of my orgasm made my body shudder. My mouth gaped wide open as I felt a sudden rush of ecstasy rush through every inch of me and though I tried to scream the only sound I heard actually come out my mouth was a soft, low moan of pleasure.
When I was done, soaking wet with cum and sweat, I slowly turned my head and stared at the two men who had ravaged me with no mercy.
“I told you that you’d have to work for it,” Brad told me when he caught my gaze.
“I fulfilled my promise and we let you cum but it was a fun job working for it too, wasn’t it?”
I weakly smiled and gave a quick nod. Slow drips of my cum still flowed out of my pussy as I shut my eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Chapter Four
When I came to, I found myself in the living room sofa. I realized I had been bathed and was wrapped in one of my favorite blankets. Underneath, however, I was still naked.
“Hey, someone’s awake!”
I turned to the side and saw Brad sitting on the recliner, dressed in his pants and shirt and held a bottle of beer in his hand.
“Hey,” I greeted with a smile. “How long was I out?”
He shrugged back, “About six hours. You slept good. We had enough time to give you a warm bath in the tub.”
My cheeks flushed and I meekly replied, “Thank you. That’s actually pretty sweet.”
“It’s the best we could do after fucking our friend’s daughter like a whore.”
There was that word. “I’m not a whore or a slut.”
Brad chucked at my response, “I said like a whore but I didn’t necessarily call you one, honey. Guys just love it when their girls let them do anything they want. Most of the time the only girls that are that open are sluts.”
“So if I let you do anything you want, no matter how rough or degrading or taboo, you still wouldn’t call me a slut?”
“No, because you’re only doing it with me and Josh,” he explained.
“You promised your daddy to be a good girl, to make us feel like this is our home too, and so far you’ve accomplished that right after your daddy left with Jessica.”
That was when I realized Josh was nowhere to be seen, “Hey, where’s Josh?”
“Oh, he had to go out to make a beer run,” Brad answered. “We’re planning on binge-watching ‘Falling Skies’ tonight so we’re going to need some drinks to get through a few seasons.”
Hmm, that was a good show. At least Brad and Josh weren’t mindless jocks. They had brains and they made good use of their wits too.
“I’ve already seen everything up to season 4,” I told him. “Doesn’t season 5 come out next month or something?”
“Yeah, so we’re going to play catch-up and binge-watch the whole series.”
I frowned, “That’s boring. What am I going to do? Finger myself until I fall asleep?”
Brad laughed at the notion, “That would be something fun to see but I got a better idea. Josh and I will watch and you can sit on the floor and suck our cocks. Whoever cums first loses.”
Okay, that was funny but it also turned me on, “That’s crazy!”
“But you know you want to give it a try,” he said as he gave me a wicked look paired with an evil grin that just told me he knew I was up for the task.
“Of course I do,” I admitted. “I want to feel your cocks in me all the time. To be honest, I thought no one would really want to have sex with me because most guys prefer skinny bitches. Back in high school, I never got to date the hottest guy on campus and the only reason I ever got laid was because they couldn’t stop looking at my rack.”
Brad raised an eyebrow and answered, “Well, you do have humongous tits. I could fuck and suck those all day. But let me tell you a simple truth: those skinny bitches in high school? They won’t get any sex after college. Trust me. When guys get a bit older they realize that a girl needs to have some meat in her. Nothing feels better than being able to just grab onto a girl’s waist while fucking her from behind. When I slap a chick’s ass I better hit meat and not skinny bones. If I wanted to fuck a skeleton I’d go to a morgue, not to a bar.”
“Or your best friend’s house to fuck his daughter,” I added and Brad chuckled in agreement.
Slam!
We both turned our heads towards the kitchen just as Josh walked in with two six-packs of beer. He set them down on the floor and took his boots off before stepping into the living room.
“Hey, you’re up,” he told me when he saw I was awake.
“Yeah, and she’s ready for our game,” Brad told Josh as the latter took a seat on the long couch.
Josh looked back at me with a smile, “I’m not going to blow my load before this dude does.”
“How are we going to do this though? I can’t suck you both off at the same time,” I said.
Josh whipped out his smart phone and replied, “We’re going to time how long it will take for each of us to orgasm. If it took me five minutes and Brad three, he loses the bet. We’ll use my phone to make sure no one’s cheating in regards to the time.”
“Is there another way to cheat?” I had to ask.
Brad nodded and answered, “If you suck me good but do a lazy job on him, of course I’ll cum faster than he does. The whole thing depends on your consistency, Hailey.”
Ah, fuck. The balance of the universe once again rested on my shoulders. But I was up to the challenge.
About three hours later we began. They tossed a coin and Brad had to go first. He sat on the couch I was sleeping on and spread his legs just as “Falling Skies” was streaming on the TV. I didn’t pay much attention though and concentrated on doing a good job. I tossed my blanket to the floor and knelt down to slowly pop Brad’s cock in my mouth.
I decided to go slow first and after a few moments I’d start going faster and focus solely on the head of his manhood. I wanted to make them cum as soon as possible but in order to do so I needed to spend a few moments getting myself ready so a few slow licks were in order.
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nbsp; Brad actually did a pretty good job. I was bobbing my head up and down, sliding the length of his cock furiously as I began to drool and slobber over his meat. Within minutes I was already lusting for more and I tried to plunge in as deep as I could, allowing his cock to push through to the very depths of my throat. I gagged once but it turned me on even more and as I felt my pussy begin to moisten I sucked him even deeper and faster until finally Brad spilled his cum all over my face.
Josh didn’t wait a single second. As soon as he had clocked in Brad’s time on the phone he restarted the timer and pulled me to his side of the sofa and thrust my head to his cock. I wasn’t even able to swallow all of Brad’s cum and already I was sucking on Josh’s.
In the end, however, Brad prevailed. He lasted a good seven minutes and forty-two seconds while Josh exploded his orgasm in under five minutes. I guess I was getting better at this.
When Josh pulled out of my mouth I had trouble speaking. There was still so much cum in my mouth and they had both spilled their seed over my face, covering my eyes in the process. I couldn’t open them well enough to see.
“What the fuck!” I uttered out. “Wipe my eyes.”
Brad came over and wiped me clean with a towel. “Swallow,” he told me and I did.
“Good girl,” he told me the moment I could open my eyes.
“Time for your reward sweetie.”
Oh, good, I get something this time. I looked back at him with glee shimmering in my eyes, hoping he’d give me what I figured he was going to give me the moment he laid out this game to me. He did not disappoint.
“Your reward, Hailey,” he whispered into my ears.
“Is that you get to fuck me all you want tonight. Josh will have to settle with sleeping here in the living room but you and I get the whole night together in your room.”
“Aw, poor Josh,” I said in a soft voice. I looked at Josh and he shrugged it off but he did look like a poor puppy denied of love.
“Don’t worry Josh, I’ll get to you in the morning.”
Brad laughed and helped me up to my feet, “Well, I guess we’re not going to finish watching this stuff now.”
“I will,” Josh said reluctantly. “I got nothing better to do while you two fuck around.”
I laughed and gave him a kiss on the cheek, “Just think of what we can do tomorrow.” With that, I took Brad’s hand and we headed up to my bedroom.
***
Come Monday morning we all finally got around to wearing some clothes but I still managed to tease them by wearing only a white tee shirt that allowed my nipples to push against the fabric and a pair of shorts that were so high I might as well have been wearing nothing but my panties.
When my dad came through the door he seemed quite exhausted but he also had this weird, awkward look on his face as if he was anticipating something.
I immediately rushed towards him and gave him a good, warm hug.
“Daddy!” I greeted him.
“Thank God you’re home, it’s been a long weekend.
He gave me a kiss on the forehead and then waved hello to Josh and Brad, “Did she give you a guys a hard time? I know she can be quite a handful sometimes.”
Josh snickered, “Oh she’s been good, man, trust us. She moans like Jessica though so it really turned us on.”
All of a sudden my whole world shook. What the fuck was he saying?
“Josh!” I exclaimed, trying to shut him up.
But Brad was able to interrupt my own interruption,
“He’s right dude, your daughter moans so loud I swore the guys next door probably heard us. But she’s tight, like real tight, and she sucks cock like your girlfriend.”
My dad planted a fat kiss on my cheeks, “Very good, Hailey. I promised these two you wouldn’t disappoint.”
I looked at my father with surprise, “You planned this all along?”
He shrugged and gave me a tight hug as he whispered in my ear,
“Actually, Jessica helped me plan this. We all figured it was a hot idea so yeah, here we are.”
My jaw dropped and a wave of confusion flooded my senses but in the end, I simply smiled and hugged my dad, “Thank you Daddy. You gave me the best weekend ever.”
“Did any of you guys spill your seed insider her?” my dad asked Josh and Brad.
I shook my head, “No, they mostly just came in my mouth and on my face.”
“Actually,” Josh butted in. “We did fuck her while she was asleep for six hours. We came in her several times so who knows, your daughter might be pregnant!”
“What the fuck?” I exclaimed.
“Yeah,” Brad answered. “You never know, Hailey, it might turn us on even more.”
“Now we should try it with you and Jessica!” my dad suggested and we all laughed and cheered. Deep inside, I hoped it wouldn’t take long for us to fulfill that thought. I wanted to spend even longer days with my dad’s friends now that he was in on the plan. Well, him and his new girl which I now owed a big thank you!
~THE END~
Cowboy’s Baby
Introduction
Mia is the daughter of a rodeo legend on the last bull ride of his career. She goes with her dad for moral support, but runs into Trevor, an old friend she hasn’t seen since leaving Texas for college out east. Trevor introduces her to Clint, and sparks fly immediately.
The two are very different, but Clint is determined to win the woman over. Trevor tries to warn him that Mia’s heart is not up for grabs, but Clint cannot resist. He has to at least try.
Mia’s reluctance just spurs him on, and Clint’s soft kisses do more than anything that he could say to win her over. When she finally decides to give him a shot, he’s not ready for what comes next. Clint finds himself chasing a woman who doesn’t want to be caught.
Will he be able to make her his, or will their little family never be rejoined?
Chapter 1
“Mia, it’s not going to be that long, I promise. Don’t you want to see your old man on his last ride?”
She shook her head and wasn’t too enthused about going, but it was a big deal. She knew that and since her dad and mom had just split up, Mia figured she needed to go for moral support. Her dad had an affair on their mom, her brother couldn’t get over it, but even after what he had done to Carmen, he was still her father. Someone needed to go see his last run of such an illustrious career.
“I told you I would go dad. I don’t have to be happy about it though.”
“Yes, but I wish you would. You used to love going with me when you were little.”
Mia had loved going with her father. There was something about it, the rush and the animals at the rodeo, but then she had seen someone get trampled and she never wanted to go back again. As she got older, she started to worry more about her father getting hurt and even though it was to be his last ride before retirement, there was still the fear deep inside of Mia that something bad would happen to him. It was always a danger with bull riders.
Trying to shake the image from her mind, all she could think about was something happening. “I do love to go; it’s just that after Schmidt went down when I was there, I haven’t been able to go back. I am so afraid that something is going to happen. You getting hurt is what kept me away. I know that you love it, but it’s hard to watch someone you love be in such danger.”
He shook his head. “This is the last time, my last 8 seconds. Nothing is going to happen except your old man is not going to know what to do with himself afterwards.”
She knew that it was going to be a hard adjustment, but Mia couldn’t be happier that she was going to finally not have to worry about him as much. There was an adrenaline rush that came being so close to death that she didn’t understand, but it had kept his eyes twinkling for years.
“You will buy a boat and sail around with your new girlfriend I suppose. I am sure you will find something to occupy your time. You always said that you never had time for a hobby.”
He gave
her a look at the reminder, but didn’t say anything. They had to leave in half an hour, the rodeo was a few hours away and they had to get there before dark when the festivities began. “I will be downstairs waiting for you. Linda isn’t going, if that is what you are worried about.”
“It’s not like that. I don’t have anything against her per say, it’s just weird. Mom finds out and then I get stuck in the middle. You two need to work it out on your own and then you can introduce the new girlfriend into the fold.”
Richard sighed, knowing that he had to make amends in some way. The family had been torn apart from his actions and even though Mia was there, it didn’t mean that she didn’t see that it was his fault as well. It was.
“I’ll be downstairs Mia.”
She watched him go and finished packing her overnight bag. There were some things she was looking forward to in going. One of her best friend’s was competing that night as well. Trevor and her had been raised on the circuit with their fathers and spent their early days riding ponies and watching the bull riders. He had told her then when he was six that he would be one of those cowboys one day and he had done just that. Fifteen years later, he was at the top of his game and even though they had grown apart when she went to college, Mia couldn’t wait to see her old friend again.
Making it downstairs, she helped her dad get all the gear in the truck and then she got in behind the wheel. He drove too fast for her and it had been a long time since she had let him drive. She thought that his next career of choice could be race car driving, but she didn’t suggest it. It was too dangerous as well.
They didn’t talk much on the way there, more in their minds. Richard dozed off on the way and that left Mia to her own thoughts. It had been a long time since she had been to a rodeo. Going to school back east made it all seem like a faraway dream, but it all came back to her when she saw the lights in the distance. It was already getting dark, but the rodeo was like a beacon in the failing light. She felt the same excitement as before.
