Bundle of Angel

by Blue, Gia

  “I want you to fuck my ass. Give it to me.”

  “You heard the woman. Give her what she wants, Dom.”

  I look over at Luca, smile wide. “Thank you, Daddy.”

  I wiggle my ass. “Cock, please?”

  Uncle Domani barks out a laugh. “Minx.” He slaps my ass, then snatches the bottle of lube I hadn’t seen before from the bedside table. A quick squirt and he’s pumping his dick and covering it with slick lube before he crawls onto the bed behind me. Another squirt and the cool gel is sliding along my ass crack, blunt fingers following in its wake.

  He circles my hole, those tender nerves flaring to life beneath his touch, the sense of forbidden coursing through me, naughty urges overflowing. My pussy tightens, growing wet, ache increasing with each passing second.

  “Fuck, yeah.” I’m so needy. I push back a little into his touch.

  “She’s a little slut, isn’t she?” Dom slides one thick finger into my ass, nice fullness sending a shudder up my spine.

  “Oh, yeah. My baby is a sweet whore.” The bed dips and Daddy is next to me, cock hard once again, hand just pumping the prick I know so well.

  “Daddy.” I whimper, focus on that dick I wanna suck. “Tell him to fuck me, Daddy. Want it.”

  Like lightning, he fists my hair and pulls my head back so I’m staring into his eyes. “You want your uncle to put his dick in you, naughty girl? Put that fat cock in your cunt?”

  I moan and push back when two fingers shove past the ring of muscles of my hole. “Yeah, yeah, yeah…”

  “Suck my cock like a good girl and maybe you’ll get what you want.” He points the head of his prick toward my mouth, and I open eagerly, swallow each inch he feeds into me.

  “Maybe?” Uncle Domani pushes another finger into me, adding a hint of pain to my arousal. He’s playing my ass like a pro, working in and out, scissoring and stretching me.

  Daddy’s cock tastes so good, salty and sweet, familiar ridges and lines feeling like home. I swallow around him, suck him down, take it as he fucks my face. I can’t move, just moan around Luca’s cock.

  A fourth finger nearly rips my ass in half and I scream, a lot of pleasure and a bit more pain slamming through me. Uncle Dom quickly soothes the ache by reaching around and tapping my pussy, tingles of lightning spreading from that sweet clit. The scream shifts to a moan and he keeps it up. Smacking and fucking my pussy and ass, giving and prepping me for that fat cock of his.

  “She’s got a hungry little ass here, Luca.”

  I push back against his hand while he works me over.

  “Well, feed her then, bro. I’m a bit busy here.”

  I giggle around my daddy’s cock, and he pulls it from my mouth and I whimper and pout. “Daddy…”

  He taps my cheeks with his dick, once on each side. “You are a naughty girl. Be good or no dick for you, missy.”

  “I promise.” I stick my lower lip out, and he gives me what I want, returns that cock to mouth, and while I spoke with Luca, Dom had been busy. His dick is poised at my asshole, looking for entrance and I inch away for a bit, out of his reach, and lock gazes with Luca.

  He cups my cheek. “He’s covered, baby. I’ll always take care of my little girl.”

  I sigh and relax, get back into my men, Uncle Dom’s cock nudging my ass, the prick sliding in and out of my mouth. I embrace it, cuddle the pleasure close and nurture it.

  That thick, fat cock eases into me, slowly but surely I get inch after inch. The burn is overwhelming, almost shoving my arousal away, but it’s too good to be bad. It’s too much of both and then pleasure wins out, gains momentum and surrounds me. I’m lost on that wave while Uncle Domani seats himself fully, his balls resting against my pussy.

  “Oh, fuck. Sweet little ass.” He spanks me and I moan, work back against him, meet his every thrust. “Tight and hot.”

  “Yeah.” Daddy cups my cheek, pets me. “She’s got the perfect little body. Made for fucking.” I close my eyes, revel in his praise. “You’re a dirty girl, though, getting fucked by your daddy and uncle.”

  I increase my suction, work with Uncle Domani as he fucks me, take and give and take some more. My pussy is creaming, aching and needing with every passing second. I need to be fucked harder, need my face and ass fucked hard. Used.

  I whimper, moan, move back and forth, stare into my daddy’s eyes, just begging with my look. One or the other or both, damn it.

  “Oh, that what you want, little slut?” He quirks a brow, reading me like a book.

  He slips his dick from me, string of saliva connecting my mouth to the head of his prick. “Daddy…”

  “Change of plans, bro. We’ve got a very needy girl.”

  “I don’t think I can let this ass go, man.” He pushes into me and we both moan as he presses hard against my hips.

  “Fuck, Daddy. Need it. So bad.”

  Luca strokes a hand down my back. “Shh…I’ve got you.”

  I’m lost in the pleasure for a moment and then it’s gone, ass empty, holes just dying for something. The ties disappear and Luca gets beneath me. I sit up, spear myself on his prick, sigh at having him inside me with nothing between us. “Oh, Daddy. So good.”

  I pick up my usual pace, completely forgetting there’s another man, another cock, in the room. Well, at least until work-rough hands are stroking my back, pressing me down toward Luca’s chest until we’re resting on top of one another.

  “Luca?” I know my eyes are wide.

  “Oh, little one. You’re about to get something you’ve been dying for.” He thrusts up into me, pushing deeper. “Gonna get fucked by your daddy and uncle, cause you’re such a naughty slut, aren’t you?”

  The bed shifts behind me, Dom’s cock poised at my ass once again and pushing forward until I’m filled in both holes, stuffed and bursting with pleasure inducing dick. Both men are breathing hard, panting and holding still with me caught between them. I’m skewered.

  And loving it.

  “She’s so tight, Luca.”

  “Fucking wet and hot.”

  “Oh, yeah, little whore, right?”

  I whimper, pussy and ass clenching, drawing a moan from both of them. It’s so good, just having them in me and feeling that stretch. “I am. Your cum-slut, Daddy. So good.”

  They start moving then, alternating thrusts, in and out of my cunt and ass. It starts slow, just learning the rhythm and working together. Slowly but surely they increase their pace, grunting and groaning, fucking me harder and harder.

  “Yeah, fuck my ass, my pussy. Give it to me.”

  It’s more then, tightening of muscles I didn’t know I had, clit throbbing, and my pleasure is growing with every breath, pushing through me like the wind of a tornado, enveloping me in slices of lightning and all I can do is gasp and moan.

  “Take it. Take that fucking dick.” Uncle Domani is pounding in me along with my daddy, just overwhelming my senses.

  I don’t even know what I’m feeling, somewhere between pleasure and pain and things I’ve never felt before, but I love every second. It’s screaming through me, nerves screaming to the heavens and dancing with every thrust.

  “Daddy…” I whimper. “Uncle Domani…”

  Uncle Domani slams harder, pushing deep. “Sweet ass. Dirty slut.”

  “Wanna come…please.”

  As if my words were a challenge, they fuck me in earnest, pumping in and out of my holes, leaving me panting and screaming, harder and higher I climb. Different muscles twitch and tense, the pleasurable release permeating my entire body. I can’t breathe, can’t think past the next shudder coursing through me. Lava is building in my veins, shifting and moving toward my pussy, my ass. We’re all connected and working toward the same end, searching for our own release.

  I’m grunting and groaning, the men echoing me with every move, cursing and praising and moving with each other.

  “So good.” My nipples are rubbing against Luca’s chest and I just slump against him, not trying to
help, but simply taking what they’re handing out.

  They push and pull at my body as they wish, seeming to drag even more pleasure from me. “Fuckfuckfuckfuck…”

  My cunt is so tight, my ass following its lead, squeezing and milking and shooting the ecstasy even closer to that edge. The way their bodies move against me so that somehow someone is rubbing against my nerve-filled clit.

  Hands grip my hips, hold me as if I’m just a hole to be fucked. Harder and harder, faster and faster. “Gimmegimmegimme…”

  “Come on, little slut. Come on our cocks. Give it to Daddy.”

  It’s there, right there within reach and his words shove me over that edge so I can clasp the pleasure, bathe in it. I don’t know whether I’m coming or going, or dancing or dying. It’s all too much and not enough. I know I’m screaming and yelling, no, I’m out of my mind with the bliss, but I can’t think. The world could end and I wouldn’t know.

  I’m boneless, wrung out and ready to just die on the spot as a happy girl. Uncle Domani roars, stays flush against my ass before he’s gone and I whimper at the loss. But Daddy rolls me to my back, looms over me, his passion-filled gaze just boring into mine.

  He rolls his hips, thrusts into me gently, an inch in, an inch out, nice and easy.

  I sigh, reach up and stroke his face. “Daddy…”

  He kisses my palm. “That’s right, baby girl. Just you and me. You know what I want now.”

  I shake my head. I just came like a nuclear explosion. I can’t do it again. “No…”

  He nods. “Yes, baby. Come on Daddy’s cock. Nice and easy.”

  I groan, but rock my hips with him, just as he says. Nice and easy, tiny aftershocks are slipping along my spine, taking control of my body as I lie passive beneath him.

  I still haven’t caught my breath, still haven’t come down off the high of being with both my daddy and Uncle Domani. I was filled with them, given the dream of two men together handed on a platter, and now my daddy just wants one tiny orgasm.

  I whimper, the pleasure climbing a step higher. Closer to me, but not quite within reach. My pussy clenches around Daddy’s cock, milking him the tiniest bit.

  “That’s my girl. You know you wanna make me happy, sweetheart.”

  I nod, move a little more, harder and taking him deeper, embracing his dick in my cunt. The slivers of joy slipping along my spine dance around my pussy, plucking at the pleasure strings, giving me more.

  “Yeah.” I sigh and he leans down, captures my lips in a scorching kiss.

  Our tongues tangle, tasting and stroking and touching each other, connected and exploring. I moan and gasp into his mouth as he presses deeper into my pussy. Our tongues retreat, lips barely touching as we breathe into each other, share that last bit of intimacy.

  My release is there now, pouring through me, massaging me from head to toe, and it’s strong and sweet at the same time. Earth-shattering and the gentlest connection with pleasure I’ve ever had.

  The look of joy on Luca’s face simply makes it all the better, just pure and more powerful with that expression that it raises my arousal higher. I keep coming, on and on as he freezes deep in my pussy, cock pulsing and throbbing in my heat and just dragging out my orgasm more and more.

  I’m huffing and puffing, sighing his name while his body jerks above me, my name on his lips. It’s so pretty, as if time stops in this very moment.

  His cum fills me, and I relish in the additional wetness between my legs, the proof of his desire for me. It’s all there, the touch, the flavor, the scent. Perfection in a single package. One man. My daddy.

  But seriously? Fucking Uncle Domani was pretty damn good too.

  I’m exhausted, and it seems Luca is as well. He slumps to the side, trail of cum left in the wake of his withdrawal. I snuggle up to him, flop across his chest and listen to the beat of his heart and I inch toward slumber.

  I realize we’re missing a body and I raise my head to look around the room. Uncle Domani is sitting in a chair, just putting on his socks and shoes when I spy him. “Uncle?”

  “Go back to sleep, Angel.” He winks. “But thank you for letting me join you two.”

  I smile and I’m sure I look like a drunken loon. “It was my pleasure. Literally.”

  He rises, shaking his head and chuckling. “I’m sure it was. Remind Luca we have my son’s college graduation in a few weeks, ‘kay? I’m gonna head out.”

  Hmm…I have a cousin…

  Well, ex-stepcousin.

  Interesting.

  The End

  Another for Angel

  I’d only thought about sex and cocks when I’d packed for this trip. Yummy lube had been transferred to TSA approved bottles and my toys were in their lovely bags, all tucked away in my carry-on. I also managed to sneak in a couple of “real” toiletries, along with a cute dress and single pair of heals. Just in case the airline lost my checked luggage.

  Of course, when I was shoving all of this into my bag, I wasn’t thinking about how hard it would be to get it past security.

  Now I’m a proud, card-carrying slut, but I’m not about having my stocked suitcase rummaged through by some stranger.

  I’m standing in this tiny cubicle, the top half of the walls held by Plexiglas, so I’m able to see my daddy, Luca, leaning against the wall, a small smile teasing his lips as he stares at me. I can’t help it. I stick my tongue out at him. The ass. How dare he make fun of me!

  I’ve never been on a freaking plane before. And I’d gotten the information from the airport’s stupid website, damn it. It said I was allowed to fill three ounce bottles.

  I just didn’t get much further than that.

  Like the fact I was only allowed to have enough bottles to fill a quart-sized bag. Which meant that the fifteen bottles of lube I’d packed were a smidge too much.

  The guy who brought me to this gray-hued hell leaves after dropping my case on the steel table…and just my luck…in comes Big Bertha.

  The woman pushes past me without a simple “hello” and yanks at the zipper.

  “This your bag?”

  I lick my lips and swallow past the lump in my throat. “Yes, ma’am.”

  See, I can totally have manners when I want to.

  “Uh-huh.” She flips over the front flap. “Has your luggage been in your possession at all times?”

  “Yes, ma’am.”

  “Has anyone given you anything or asked you to carry—” Her question’s cut off when she slips the Purple Yurple vibrator from its bag. It’s ten inches long and nice and thick. Luca likes to put it in my pussy while he fucks my ass if Uncle Domani’s too busy to join us.

  “What the hell?” Her voice rises until it’s shrill on the end and draws the attention of the passersby. And it isn’t as if Bertha keeps it down, either. No. She has to get everyone’s attention. “What’s this? Girl, are you some kind of a nympho slut person?”

  I grit my teeth. I am, but not like she means. I only fuck the men in my ex-stepfather’s family. Not every freaking man on the planet.

  The woman clucks her tongue and sets it aside, diving back into the bag. She tugs out my three quart sized bags, each filled with several three ounce bottles. All of ‘em packed with God’s gift to sexaholics: lube.

  “And what’s all this?”

  I feel my face heating up. “Lube.”

  The woman’s face goes blank. “Lube?”

  I nod.

  “I’m going to have to test all of this.” She clutches the bags in one hand. “Thomas!”

  I look over at Luca, and he’s smiling wide now. The ass.

  “Thomas!” Bertha raises her voice. “This nympho chick says this is lube. I need you to test it!”

  Oh, God, let the ground swallow me up now. There’s a chair behind me and I slump down onto it. I would be totally okay if the world ended right about now.

  “Now, missy, I still have to pat you down. Don’t sit just yet.”

  Any thoughts at exploring my bi-curio
sity just flew out the window. I’ll forever equate lesbian sex with a pat-down by Big Bertha.

  It feels like hours later, but only fifteen minutes have passed when I finally escape the clutches of Bertha and Thomas.

  And also short two quart-sized bags of lubricant.

  Damn it.

  By the time we’re finally through security and at our gate, we’ve only got time for a quick call to Uncle Domani before we start boarding.

  The minute Daddy hits the send button, I snatch the phone from his hand, earning a loud laugh from him in response.

  I just glare. The ass still thinks the security fiasco is funny.

  Uncle answers on the first ring. “’Lo?”

  “Uncle Dom, did you know you can only have one bag of liquids? Did you? ‘Cause they took my…” I glance around and lower my voice “…lube away.”

  “What?”

  I stick my tongue out at Luca, feeling better now that I’ve got someone just as outraged as I am. “I know, right? And she waved my Purple Yurple around like it was a freakin’ sword.”

  “Wait, back up. You brought lube in your carry-on? Are you serious?”

  Huh. Maybe he’s not as on my side as I thought. I think he’s more surprised I brought it rather than the fact that it got taken. I swear. I get no love.

  Growling, I shove the phone at Luca. “Talk to your brother.”

  He snags it, but also wraps an arm around my waist to tug me onto his lap. I land with a thud and a squeak, but wiggle until I’m settled and lay my head on his shoulder.

  He chats with his brother, getting through the story using a hella-less amount of words than I would’ve used. I just relax against him, letting the vibrations and rumbles of his voice travel through me with every word he speaks.

  Then I get mad all over again.

  “You’d think she’d know better.”

  I elbow him in the side and he grunts, making me feel a smidge better. If I could smack him in full view of the people at the airport, I would.

  He leans forward and places a soft kiss to my temple. “Yeah, our girl’s in need of a little release when we get there, I think.”