Daddies Brat

Someone grabs my hips. My muscles clench and ripple. Hot cum spills down my thighs. I feel myself losing control. Not that I had any to begin with. I’d be fooling myself to think I do.

Warren pounds into me, his big cock swelling, stretching me. Feeling his hands grip my ass tight is a whole other level of sensory overload.

Daemon sinks a finger past the tight ring of muscles in my ass and works me slow and steady while his friend grinds into me so hard I’m having a hard time staying upright. All of it is so overwhelming to my senses. I don’t know what to focus on so I stop trying.

“I bet you like that ass being played with, don’t you, baby?”

Heat washes over my face as I take Erik’s cock deeper in my mouth, caressing the underside with my tongue. I slurp and suck as I roll his balls in the palm of my hand. My reward is a nice amount of pre-cum on my tongue.

“Oh, fuck, Jemma. That’s cheating.” He pulls my hair into a ponytail, making sure to keep his hold tight so he can fuck my mouth harder and watch as he does it.

He eases in and out. Nothing like this is supposed to happen to a girl like me brought up in a “good” family with a pedigree so deep we can trace our ancestors back to the highest of aristocrats. That’s what makes being this sinful feel so much better. The three of them taking me like this. Hard. Demanding. Shedding a little weight of the burden my family name carries is freeing if only for a little bit.

Warren grinds into me. The sounds of our thighs slapping together fill the room. I feel the jerks of his cock before the ropes of hot sperm fill my channel.

I turn, Erik’s cock slipping from my mouth to see Warren’s eyes closed as he empties his milk deep inside me.

The second he finishes, Daemon lifts me and I go willingly into his arms.

I pull him in for a kiss, our tongues dueling. When I turn back around, I find Erik on his back in the middle of the bed and Daemon setting me on top of him.

Erik grips his shaft. “Slide down on me, baby. It’s time.”

I feel Warren’s sperm dripping down my thighs. I don’t know the protocol here so I’m a little hesitant.

And it’s perfect.

I’m panting, my skin tingling with anticipation.

Erik smiles warmly, his hands on my hips guiding me over him. “It’s fine, baby. Take me inside you. We’re all one here.”

He strokes himself, and God he’s so hard and thick. Precum drips from the tip and I can’t help myself. I lean down and suck him clean before gliding over top him.

“Wicked little thing,” he groans, eyes wild with passion. “I like you greedy for me.” He takes my hand to join his and together we stroke him from base to tip in slow movements.

I guide the head to my swollen lips, still throbbing from his friend’s claiming of me.

I take every inch and groan, feeling him slide into me, his friend’s cum still buried deep inside.

Behind me the bed dips. Daemon, he’s kneeling behind me.

His dark eyes hold mine and I know what is coming next. I’ve secretly craved this, wished for it on New Year’s night. And now that I feel ready, I’m not scared of the unknown.

Erik and Daemon glance at each other, something passing between them unspoken.

The bed dips against and it’s Warren coming to kneel beside me, cock in hand.

Holy crap, he’s still hard and every inch glistens with my release. I blush, smiling. I look down. “Are you not satisfied?” I ask in a whisper.

He cups my cheek, raising my eyes to meet his. “This is how you’ve had me for two years.”

“All of us,” Erik interjects.

“It’s going to take more than once or twice to ease the ache I’ve been living with.”

What did that mean? I see heat and fire in his eyes, but there’s something else there too. Truth. Sincerity.

But focus is ripped from me. Pleasure roars through me and I’m left breathless once again. Unable to think, only feel. Erik grips my hips and pounds up into me. He slams home once, twice and I’m creaming all over him.

This is wild, untamed, unrehearsed. There’s no way I ever want this to stop. But I have to remember I get one week. It’s my own damn fault. My stupid inability to not worry. For once I want to cut loose, not care about responsibilities.

My heart pounds. Blood roars in my ears and renewed hunger stirs to life like I didn’t just live through the most powerful orgasm of my life minutes ago.

Strong arms wrap around my waist and I know I’m safe taking every hard thrust Erik gives with Daemon there to hold me steady.

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Warren winds my hair around his hand and drags me forward to lay over Erik’s broad chest. In this position my ass is primed for anything Daemon wants and damn does he look hungry.

Erik pulls out but I’m not left wondering why.

Daemon takes his place, pumping his massive cock into me so deep and hard Erik has to hold me down.

One final pump and he’s gone, Erik right there to fill the void of my clenching pussy.

Pressure against my asshole has me holding my breath.

“Fuck, Jemma, you’re heaven. Our heaven. Now take me in your mouth as you feel Daemon claim that beautiful ass.”

I whimper, opening my mouth, taking Warren as deep as he can go.

Between us, Erik reaches down and strokes a thumb over my clit as his friend pushes the enormous head of his cock an inch into my ass at a time, never stopping, never slowing until he is bottomed out deep in my ass.

“Take him, that’s it, breathe and push back, let him in. It feels good, doesn’t it? Dirty and fucking good,” Erik whispers in my ear, shooting me to new heights with the simple power of his words.

I melt for them. Turn to liquid lava in their arms. I’m so filled, stretched beyond what I think possible. My orgasm hums on the fringes of my senses.

I moan feverishly around Warren’s shaft. He slowly sinks in and out of my mouth letting me get a handle on all the new sensations flooding my body.

They fall into a hypnotic rhythm. Our bodies move as one. Their cocks pump in and out of me, all our groans and moans filling the room.

All three carry me high, their hands and cocks working me so expertly I’m ready to shatter.

“Jemma, come for us!”

I hear the words and know they have the power to command me.

Fireworks bigger than I’ve ever experienced explode inside me, leaving me momentarily blind. I pant, gasp and roll through my release.

“God, your mouth is pure perfection. I’m going to lose it.”

Warren.

His strong grip on my hair tightens. “Get ready to swallow me, baby. Drink fast and don’t spill a-” He roars with the power of his release. Pulse after pulse of cum spills into my mouth. I swallow fast, careful not to spill a single drop.

“Get ready for more, Jemma. You’re going to take us both at the same time.”

Heat of another kind than I’m used to creeps over my body. For once I’m not shy about what is about to happen.

Daemon has a tight grip on my ass, Erik on my hips. Together they work me with small, powerful thrusts. I clamp down on them like a vice and milk them, shimmying my hips just right to put a look of pure bliss on their faces.

Hot jets of cum spill into my ass and Erik empties every single drop inside my pussy.

I moan through a wave of aftershocks made ten times more powerful from the pulsating cocks filling me to the brim.

Shivering and a little more than just shaky from being shared between three men, I collapse over Erik’s chest. My pulse races, my breath catching.

Warren moves from the bed to join us at the top and I don’t know where Daemon has gone off to.

“He’ll be right back.” Warren draws me in for a kiss and a hundred years could have passed during our time together and I would never notice.

He draws back with a wicked glint in his eyes that says he’s either about to spring a pop quiz on the class or say something that will have me panting.

“How’s that for a down payment? Or do you want us to deposit more?”