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by Blue, Gia


  Okay, anger gone, insert tingles in pink bits. Yay!

  I nuzzle his neck and he gives me a few more kisses, a squeeze to my hip and I feel the twitch of his cock beneath me.

  The announcement for boarding interrupts our snuggles, but at least I have a promise of more later.

  While he’s finishing his call with Dom, I grab my bag and our tickets and get in line to trudge onto the plane.

  It’s not long before we’re settled in our first class seats. The first thing Luca does is request a blanket for me, since I tend to get cold.

  Before I know it, everyone’s boarded and we’re taking off, plane rising high into the sky.

  Less two quart-sized bags of lube.

  Yeah, I’m still pissed about that.

  The fasten seatbelt light turns off and Luca leans over to me. “You okay, Angel?”

  Daddy’s lips brush my ear, and a subtle shiver travels down my spine. “Mmm-hmm.”

  I’ve got my eyes closed, resting as we hurtle through the air toward my cousin’s college town. He’s graduating summa cum laude from Dynamic International College—D.I.C.

  “You know, you should use the restroom now if you need to.”

  I smirk. “I may. But I also may not lock the door just right. And…you may have to check on me.”

  I turn my head and brush his lips with mine, snake out my tongue to tease him. Already, my pussy is growing heavy, aching…anticipating what’s to come.

  Heh. Come.

  I’m only wearing a thin sundress, no bra and panty-free. I learned long ago to wear something with easy access and no undergarments.

  So yeah, my nipples are hard and pressing against the barely-there cotton dress, perking up and waiting for my daddy’s touch.

  “Oh, Angel, you never have to worry. I’ll always check on you and make sure you’re okay.”

  He takes my teasing to the next level, adding heat. His tongue slips between my lips, and I drown in his taste. I lap at his invasion, lick and stroke him, savor the hint of coffee that lingers in his mouth. Luca’s mine. My man and my daddy. He knows just how to touch me, kiss me, to make me go wild.

  I feel my pussy growing wetter with each passing second and I thank God that the seats are leather and not fabric. At least, they’ll be easy to clean before I leave.

  I press closer, and he eases away, nips my lower lip before soothing it with a brush of his. “Go.”

  Smiling, I lean away and toss the blanket aside before rising to scoot past him and then toward the front of the plane.

  Whisper a polite “excuse me” when I brush by the attendant in the aisle, and before I know it, I’m behind the closed door of the tiny bathroom.

  Looking around, I’m not sure how we’ll accomplish this.

  There’s a small toilet, barely-there counter and a sink that looks like it’s the size of a football.

  All righty then.

  I take a seat on the toilet and wait, pulse increasing as the seconds tick by, excitement creating butterflies in my stomach. My pussy’s ready. More than, actually. I’m growing wetter with every breath and it’s taking everything in me not to squirm on the plastic seat.

  Then…thankfully…the door slides open to reveal Luca. I hop to my feet, one arm going around his neck to pull him into a kiss while I palm his cock. It grows harder with every stroke along his hidden length.

  Our tongues tangle, and while I’m occupied with getting his engine running, he’s busy hiking up my short skirt, freezing air bathing my ass and cunt.

  He cups my ass, pulls the cheeks apart, and his fingers move along my crack, dragging along my nerves.

  God, I need more. I hike a leg around his waist, rub my pussy against him and search for more friction. My clit’s just pounding in time with each roll of my hips. Fucking love this. Love him.

  I tear my lips away from his. “Daddy. God, need you to fuck me.”

  Luca releases my leg so I’m standing on my own and spins me around. A strong hand on my lower back forces me to bend over and I brace my hands on the closed toilet. “Look at that pretty little pussy.”

  A single finger traces along my crack until he delves between my lower lips, and then shoves two fingers into my cunt, spearing me, and I barely bite back my scream of pleasure.

  He knows just how to touch me, how to push those buttons and make me shout.

  “Your pussy’s nice and wet for me, huh? All ready to get fucked by your daddy? Little slut that takes it on a plane.” He leans over me, and I feel the ridge of his cock against my ass. “Gotta be quiet or we’ll get arrested. Then you won’t get to have your fun when we land. Can my little slut be quiet?”

  I tighten around his invading fingers, biting my lip to keep from moaning, and nod.

  “Good girl.”

  I whine when he slips his fingers free of my cunt, but it’s cut off when he reaches around me and presses them to my lips. “Lick them clean, baby, and then I’ll give you what you want.”

  Fuck, I don’t hesitate. I open my mouth and swallow them down, lick and let the combined taste of him and my arousal roll over my tongue. I lap at his digits, make sure he’s nice and clean before he pulls away.

  His weight leaves and I hear the tinkle of his belt buckle while he undoes it, and then the zipper of his slacks lowers. He’s there now, blunt head of his dick probing my soaking entrance, spreading and spearing me on his thick cock in one hard thrust.

  I place one hand on the wall to keep my body from being shoved into it.

  “Fuck yeah, such a tight little cunt.”

  He eases back, and then slams forward again, wrenching a moan from deep in my chest. “Like that? Like your daddy’s cock in your pussy?”

  “Yes, please, Daddy. Give it to me.”

  He grips my hips hard, fingers digging into my flesh while he starts a nice steady pace. Out and in, cock stroking those sweet places in my slick heat.

  It’s all shoving together to increase my arousal. He’s my dad, my ex-stepfather, we’re on a plane, where a flight attendant can interrupt us at any moment.

  “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…” My voice is a low mantra. I’m begging and pleading and wanting everything.

  “Take that cock.”

  “I want it all. Harder. More.”

  He gives it to me. Faster and faster, hips slapping against mine while he pistons in and out of my soaking cunt.

  “Come on my cock, Angel. Do it.”

  Fuck, I wanna. I reach between my legs, finger finding my hard, little clit with ease and I circle the bundle of nerves. Quick. Round and round. Varying the pressure until my body responds. The telltale tingle of pleasure races down my spine, travels through me from head to toe, and then settles on my pussy.

  My cunt clenches rhythmically around Luca’s cock, milking him, trying to keep him inside with every thrust. I don’t want him to leave, don’t want the pleasure to end.

  I know I’m gonna come soon, body tightening until I can barely breathe. The tremors are dancing through me, muscles twitching, and good doesn’t even begin to describe what I’m feeling.

  It’s rising—the pleasure’s burning hot in my veins. He’s moving faster and I edge back to meet each thrust. Push harder, take more of the thick cock that I love.

  “Sweet pussy. Take my cock, Angel. Take it all.”

  “Give it to me, Daddy. Fuck your slut.”

  I’m barely able to breathe, but it’s so fucking close. I’m nearing the edge and I’m about to explode around him. I keep rubbing and pressing, increasing the pressure the closer I get to the precipice. It’s…right…there…

  “Gonna…” It’s more of a gasp than anything.

  “Do it.”

  And then I can’t control anything, my breathing, my muscles, my body…I’m a ball of sensation, about ready to snap and break into a million pieces while he continues to fuck me like a jackhammer.

  Harder. Harder. Harder.

  Faster. Faster. Faster.

  As I come down, his thru
sts become jerky and he gives me one…two…three more before he stiffens behind me, cock buried deep in my cunt. “Fuck. Take it, Angel. Gonna fill you with my cum.”

  His dick throbs inside my pussy, twitching with each spray of his cum, pouring all of it into me while I come down from my own orgasm.

  Soon his breathing slows, hands petting me while I return to myself. Seconds tick by, one after another, and it seems that neither of us is worried about putting ourselves back together.

  Until there’s a knock on the door. “Excuse me, are you okay?”

  I laugh, and Luca groans, his cock slipping free of my cunt, a trail of cum following in his wake. I feel it dripping down the back of my thigh.

  He clears his voice. “We’re fine. We’ll be right out.”

  The woman’s voice turns shrill. “We?”

  Crap. Busted.

  * * *

  I still haven’t been introduced to my Cousin Jeremy, Uncle Domani’s son. We’re all here for him, but Daddy and I ran late after checking in at the hotel, so I missed him.

  Damn it.

  Then again, if Jeremy’s as hot as his father, I can’t wait for the end of the ceremony.

  Graduate after graduate goes across the stage, various areas in the crowd clapping and shouting for their respective student. We’re getting into the “Ms” now and I figure Jeremy’s up soon.

  Peeps keep parading…Mr. This and Miss That…blah, blah—

  “Mr. Jeremy Morelli.” The speaker announces my cousin’s name in a booming voice and I perk up, yelling for all I’m worth while getting an eyeful.

  Holy shit. Cousin Jeremy is the hotness.

  He’s easily as tall and as wide as his father. A fucking linebacker, if I ever saw one. Makes me wonder if he’s packing a cock like his dad’s as well.

  I lean over toward my uncle. “Holy shit. Your son is hella-hot.”

  He brushes a kiss across my temple. “Glad you approve.” Uncle Dom reaches over, squeezes my knee, and then lets his hand drift a little higher, inching up my skirt a bit. “He doesn’t know about you, though. Doesn’t know about your hot pussy. How tight it is. Or the fact that he’ll get to ride you all night.”

  Fuck. His words go straight to my cunt and a low ache settles in my pussy. It hurts so good and bad at the same time. My nipples go rock hard, needy little nubs, and suddenly, I want the entire fucking thing to be over and done with.

  Now.

  “Is that what you want, Angel?” Daddy’s voice is rough and low in my other ear, his hand mirroring Uncle Dom’s.

  I whimper. “Yes.”

  “Your pussy’s already wet.” Uncle Dom moves his hand higher, twists his wrist until the tips of his fingers brush my bare mound.

  It’s been all of six hours since I was last fucked, but that doesn’t seem to matter to my cunt.

  I nod.

  “You want to get fucked in front of everyone don’t you?” Luca pulls my leg wider, gives Dom more room.

  I shake my head. No, not in front of everyone…just with these two…and Cousin Jeremy.

  “No?” Uncle separates my lower lips, slips through the slick slit and nudges my clit. “You don’t want to fuck us while they watch?”

  “No. Just family.” I gasp, widening my thighs as I rock into his touch, press my clit against him a little harder. “Only family.”

  Uncle gives me a simple “Hmm,” then withdraws his fingers. “Well, I suppose we should quit this then.

  I whimper, but I know he’s right. There’ll be plenty of time to play…later.

  Later turns out to be on the drive back to our hotel. Luca reserved the penthouse suite, which has three bedrooms as well as three bathrooms. Just in case Domani and his son want their own rooms after they fuck my brains out.

  At least, I pray they fuck my brains out. Since Uncle Dom hasn’t spoken with Jeremy about his “graduation present” just yet, I’m not getting my hopes up.

  Well, at least, not too high. Maybe just an itty bitty bit.

  Uncle Dom’s driving, his big frame fitting easily behind the wheel of the Hummer he rented, while Jeremy reclines in the passenger seat, with Daddy and I are snuggling on the bench seat behind them.

  Luca’s in the middle and I’m right against his side, fingers dancing over his thigh. He tenses beneath my fingertips, tightening more the closer I get to his cock.

  “Angel…” There’s a warning in his voice, but I can’t help the fact that I’m hot, and want a little something. It’s all his fault. Well, his and Dom’s.

  “Hmm…” I tilt my head back and nibble his jaw. “Did you say something, Daddy?”

  He groans and widens his legs, gives me more room to play.

  “We really—”

  I cup the bulge in his slacks, stroke his hardening cock, cutting off whatever else he was going to say.

  “Do you like that?” I squeeze his shaft, tighten my hold until he gasps and thrusts into my grip. “Should I take you out?” I bite his neck, revel in the fact that he’s breathing as if he’s just finished running a marathon. “Should I ride you while Cousin Jeremy watches?”

  The windows are tinted, and I’d only be giving the people in front of us a little show. It’s not like I’m gonna get naked or anything. Just a friendly little ride between daddy and daughter.

  Yum.

  He tilts his head to the side, gives me more space, and I take advantage of it. I lean over him, throw a leg over his and shift so I’m straddling one of his thighs, hand still stroking, mouth nibbling and biting his skin.

  “Well, Daddy?”

  I’m not usually so aggressive, so demanding. Luca’s the rough one, the one who shoves me around and takes what he wants.

  Right now, I want his cock and it’s gonna be mine.

  While I keep stroking him, he works his belt buckle, then the zipper, leaving nothing between us.

  I purr. Honest to God. “Oh, you’re nice and hard for me.”

  I pump him, twist on the upstroke and squeeze just beneath the head. I brush my thumb across the tip and gather the bit of moisture there. “You want me, Daddy?”

  “You better take me before I blow all over you, Angel.” His voice is hoarse and deep, telling me just how close he is.

  “Yes, Daddy.”

  This is going to be tricky, but I want the guys in the front seat to have a good view, should they decide to watch.

  I turn around, hike my skirt high, and then reach between my legs to grip Luca’s dick. All done to my daddy’s whispered, “Fuck yeah.”

  That’s about when Jeremy notices our activity. He’s been chatting with his dad until this point.

  “Uh, Dad?”

  My gaze locks with Jeremy’s while I lower myself onto Luca’s cock, the now familiar burning stretch sending my arousal higher. “Fuck that feels good.”

  I lick my lips and his attention’s bouncing between my pussy and my face. Of course, he’s lingering on my pussy, where my daddy’s cock sinks deep into my cunt.

  He reaches out and smacks Uncle Dom in the arm. “Dude! Dad!” He licks his lips and swallows. “Dad, t-they’re…”

  I take Daddy all the way to the root, his cock filling me completely, and then smile at the flustered young man. “Fucking.”

  I place my thighs so they’re on either side of Luca’s knees, pussy on display for the man to see.

  “Oh fuck.” He hits Dom again. “Seriously, Dad?”

  We stop at a light and Uncle Dom looks at Jeremy. “What?” Then he follows his son’s gaze and he smiles at me. “Couldn’t wait ‘til the hotel, Angel?”

  I rise and then sink back down, biting my lip. “No way. You guys got me hot during the graduation. It’s all your fault.”

  I go up and then down again, set a nice, steady pace. Not too slow and not too quick. Just enough to keep us both interested.

  Uncle Dom just shakes his head and rolls his eyes. “No, it was seeing Jeremy that got you hot. We just stoked the flames. Right, Luca?”

  Dadd
y just grunts. “Little busy. Don’t care who got her hot. Just as long as I’m in her tight pussy.”

  Dom barks out a laugh. “It is nice and tight. Getting hard just thinking about it.”

  He turns around and gets back to driving us toward the hotel, and I’ve kept my eyes on Jeremy the whole time. His mouth is hanging open.

  “I belong to Daddy, Jeremy. But I get to fuck anyone in the family that I want.” I shift up, ridges of his cock sliding against my inner walls, and fuck it feels so damned good. I’m soaking wet and my cunt is just clinging to his dick. “I want you to fuck me, Jeremy. Want my cousin to give it to me good and hard.” I increase my pace as I talk, the idea of his young, thick prick deep in me spurning my arousal along. “Want you pound into my pussy and tear up my ass. Come down my fucking throat.”

  I go faster, up and down and up and down, breathing heavy. “Do you want me, Jeremy? Want to fuck me so hard I can’t walk?”

  Luca’s hands appear at my hips and he takes control, slams me down harder, brings himself up to meet me and just slams into me. “Fuck!”

  He’s pistoning in and out of me, deeper and faster. “Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck me harder. Fuck your pussy.”

  God, I want to come. All over his cock and balls and send him into the hotel smelling of my juices. “Needneedneed…”

  I’m a needy fucking whore.

  “Get her there, Jeremy. She needs it.” Uncle Dom’s voice washes through me and my excitement ticks up a notch. “Rub her little clit until she comes on Luca’s cock.”

  I slump forward, catch myself by gripping my knees, Daddy still reaming my cunt. “Pleasepleaseplease…”

  My focus is all on Jeremy. Nothing else exists. If I can get him this far, I get his cock however I want it. Family gangbang for Angelica.

  He licks his lips, apprehension clearly evident, but then he shifts until he’s sitting in his seat sideways, arm outstretched. I sit up, watch while his fingers ease closer, until he comes into contact with my exposed pussy.

  “Fuck, that’s it. Rub me, Jeremy. Rub my clit and make me come.”

  I’m a demanding slut.

  And he listens.

  The pads of his digits are right there, tiny circles, just enough pressure, but not too much. Round and round.

  Damn. My nipples are hard, rubbing against the inside of my blouse and I can’t keep my hands off them. I shove my top up to expose my breasts, no bra getting in my way, and pinch the nubs. I tug and squeeze them, giving me an edge of pain with pleasure.

 

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