Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 58317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 233(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 233(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
“Thank you, Daddy,” I gasped out between thrusts. “Thank you for… for fucking my bottom.”
The words felt obscene coming from my mouth, but somehow right. Like this was what I was supposed to say, what I was supposed to feel. The moment they left my lips, I heard a soft click and suddenly the cushion beneath me came to life.
The vibration started low and insistent, pressed directly against my clit. My whole body jerked at the sensation, my pussy clenching desperately around nothing while Daddy Bill’s cock continued its relentless assault on my ass. The combination was overwhelming—the hard manhood impaling my bottom, the steady vibration against my most sensitive spot, the weight of him pressing me down into the mattress.
“Oh, god,” I moaned, my hands clutching the duvet tighter. “Oh, god, Daddy, I can’t—”
“Oh, yes, you can,” Daddy Bill said, his voice husky with his own pleasure. “You’re going to come with Daddy’s cock in your ass, bad girl. Show Daddy what a good little anal slut you are.”
The vibrations increased in intensity and I felt my orgasm building with terrifying speed. Every nerve ending in my body seemed to fire at once as he thrust deeper, harder, the vibrator working my clit with its mechanical relentlessness. I tried to hold back, tried to maintain some shred of control, but it was useless.
My climax crashed over me like a tidal wave, ripping through my body with an intensity that made me scream into the duvet. My ass clenched around Daddy Bill’s cock and I heard him groan above me, felt him swell even larger inside me as my muscles spasmed around him. The vibrator didn’t stop, kept working me through the waves of pleasure until I was sobbing with the intensity of it.
“That’s it,” Daddy Bill grunted, his thrusts becoming more erratic. “Fuck, that’s it, Little Pamela. You’re going to get Daddy’s seed in your ass.”
He drove deep one final time and I felt him pulse inside me, felt the hot flood of his release. The sensation triggered another smaller orgasm that left me shaking and gasping for air. He stayed buried in me for a long moment, both of us breathing hard, before finally withdrawing.
The emptiness left behind by my daddy’s enormous cock was immediate and disorienting. I felt his release leaking out of me, felt the soreness and the stretch, felt utterly used and claimed in a way I’d never experienced before.
“My turn,” Daddy Ed said from somewhere that felt miles away.
I whimpered into the duvet, my body already oversensitive, but Daddy Bill’s weight lifted from my thighs and I felt the mattress shift as Daddy Ed took his place. His hands spread my cheeks, and I knew he was looking at what another daddy had done to me—at my stretched, used hole still slick with lubricant and cum.
“Beautiful,” he murmured, and then I felt more lubricant being applied, his fingers working it into my tender opening. “Your ass is going to feel so good around Daddy’s cock, Little Pamela.”
When he pressed inside, the stretch felt different—Daddy Ed’s cock seemed slightly longer, and he filled me in a way that made me gasp and arch my back. The vibrator was still going, still working my clit with that unceasing pressure, and I felt another orgasm building before he’d even started to move.
“Please,” I whimpered, though I wasn’t sure what I was begging for anymore. “Please, Daddy…”
He began to thrust, slower than Daddy Bill had but somehow deeper, hitting places inside me that made me cry out in mingled discomfort and need. The vibrator pulsed against my clit and I came again, my body convulsing around him while he groaned his approval.
“That’s two,” he said, his analytical voice somehow making everything more intense. “Let’s see how many more we can get out of you.”
My blue-eyed daddy fucked my ass with patient thoroughness, adjusting his angle until he found the spot that made me scream. Every thrust pressed me harder against the vibrating cushion, and I lost count of how many times I came. My body seemed to exist in a permanent state of orgasm, waves of pleasure crashing over me one after another until I couldn’t tell where one ended and the next began.
“Please,” I sobbed, my voice hoarse. “Please, I can’t… it’s too much…”
“Take it,” Daddy Ed said firmly, his pace never faltering. “Your body needs to get used to this, Little Pamela. You’ll take your daddies’ cocks and come over and over until you understand what you really are.”
His words sent me over the edge again, my ass clenching around him as another orgasm tore through my exhausted body. I heard him grunt, felt his fingers dig into my hips as he drove deep and held himself there, his cock pulsing as he filled me just as Daddy Bill had done.