Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 61508 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61508 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
I felt a surge of conflicting emotions as Daddy Otto’s deep voice cut through the haze of pleasure enveloping me.
“I think I’ll fuck Amy,” he declared, his tone casual yet laden with authority. “Jenna doesn’t have a very sore bottom, after all.”
My heart raced at his words, a confusing mixture of fear and arousal coursing through my veins. On one hand, the idea of being used by another man, especially one as commanding as Daddy Otto, sent a shameful thrill through my body. But on the other, I felt a pang of… something else. Disappointment? Betrayal? The thought of Daddy Daniel allowing another man to claim me made my chest tighten uncomfortably.
I glanced up at Daddy Daniel, my eyes seeking his even as Jenna continued to work her magic between my thighs. His sky blue gaze met mine, and I knew instantly that he could perceive my internal struggle. A slight smile played at the corners of his mouth, his expression both amused and calculating.
“Well, Amy,” Daddy Daniel purred, his voice low and dangerous. “It seems Daddy Otto wants to fuck that tight little pussy of yours. But I don’t think you’ve earned that privilege yet.”
I whimpered, torn between relief and frustration. Jenna’s talented tongue was driving me to the brink of insanity, teasing my clit with exquisite precision. The need for release clawed at me.
Jenna’s tongue swirled around my clit, sending jolts of electricity through my body. I moaned into her pussy, my hips bucking involuntarily as she brought me closer and closer to the edge. The wet sounds of our mutual pleasure filled the air, mingling with our muffled whimpers and gasps.
“Beg for it, Amy,” Daddy Daniel commanded, his voice low and husky. “Tell Daddy Otto how badly you want his cock in your needy little cunt.”
Shame burned through me, but the overwhelming arousal coursing through my veins overrode any hesitation. I tore my mouth away from Jenna’s dripping sex, panting heavily as I struggled to form words.
“Please,” I whimpered, my voice raw with need. “Please, Daddy Otto… I need your cock. I need it so badly.”
“Such a hungry little slut,” Daddy Otto chuckled, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine. “But I think you can do better than that. Tell me exactly what you want me to do to you.”
I squeezed my eyes shut, mortified by what I was about to say, but unable to stop myself. The words poured out of me in a desperate rush. “Please fuck me, Daddy Otto. I need your big cock stretching my tight pussy. Use me like the dirty whore I am. Please, I’ll do anything… just fuck me!”
“That’s more like it,” Daddy Otto rumbled.
I whimpered as Daddy Daniel’s voice cut through the haze of arousal. “Jenna, be a good girl and get Daddy Otto’s cock nice and ready,” he commanded.
From the darkness between Jenna’s thighs, I heard the wet sounds of her mouth engulfing Otto’s thick shaft. My cheeks burned with shame at how desperately I wished it was my lips wrapped around that hard cock instead.
Suddenly, I felt Jenna’s weight lift off me as Daddy Daniel pulled her away. Cool air rushed over my flushed skin, making me shiver. I blinked up at the ornate ceiling, disoriented by the abrupt change.
“Kneel there and watch,” Daddy Daniel ordered Jenna, his voice stern. “You’re not allowed to be fucked without a very sore bottom.”
I turned my head to see Jenna sink to her knees beside the bench, her emerald teddy clinging to her curves. Her lips were swollen and glistening, her cheeks flushed a deep pink. The look of mingled arousal and frustration on her face sent a guilty thrill through me.
Daddy Otto loomed over me, his impressive physique blocking out the warm light from the chandeliers. His cock jutted proudly from between his legs, enormous and rigid, glistening with Jenna’s saliva. My mouth went dry at the sight, my pussy clenching with need.
“Keep those legs spread nice and wide,” Daddy Daniel ordered. “Don’t you dare come until you’re told to.”
“If you’re told to,” Daddy Otto growled.
I gasped as I felt the blunt head of Daddy Otto’s cock pressing against the entrance to my needy vagina. He teased me mercilessly, rubbing his thick shaft along the cleft of my labia but not quite penetrating. I whimpered and tried to arch my hips, desperate to feel him inside me.
“Such an eager little slut,” Daddy Otto chuckled, his large hands gripping my thighs firmly. “But good girls are patient, aren’t they?”
CHAPTER 14
Amy
Before I could respond, Daddy Otto thrust forward in one powerful motion, burying himself to the hilt inside me. I cried out at the sudden fullness, my pussy stretching to accommodate his impressive girth. The initial discomfort quickly gave way to intense pleasure as he began to move, setting a punishing rhythm that had me seeing stars.