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 gasped as he began to push forward, the swollen head of his shaft stretching Jenna’s tight ring of muscle. She cried out, her back arching off the bench as he inexorably pressed deeper. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the sight of her anus slowly yielding to his girth, stretching impossibly wide around his thick cock.
“Oh, God,” Jenna whimpered, her voice strained and breathy. “It’s so big… please, Daddy, it hurts…”
Daddy Otto’s large hands gripped her hips, holding her steady as he continued to work his way inside her forbidden channel. “Relax, little slut,” he growled. “Take it all like a good girl.”
The obscene sight before me, combined with Daddy Daniel’s relentless pounding of my pussy, threatened to overwhelm me completely. What Daddy Otto said next pushed me even closer to the brink.
“Look at that big cock in Amy’s pussy, Jenna. Watch how it stretches her tight little cunt.”
I looked down, my brow creasing hard, to see Jenna’s eyes, wide and glassy with a mixture of pain and arousal, fixed on the spot where Daddy Daniel’s thick shaft disappeared into my dripping sex, made smooth and visible for my daddy’s pleasure.
“See how wet she is?” Daddy Otto continued, his hips never ceasing their relentless rhythm as he fucked Jenna’s ass. “That’s what happens to naughty girls who learn to embrace their punishment. They get so fucking wet for their daddies.”
I whimpered at his crude words, my cheeks burning with shame even as another gush of arousal coated Daddy Daniel’s pistoning cock. The lewd, wet sounds of our coupling filled the air, mingling with Jenna’s soft cries and the slap of flesh on flesh.
“Think about your misdeeds, Jenna,” Daddy Otto growled, punctuating his words with particularly deep thrusts that made Jenna gasp and writhe beneath him. “Think about why you’re here, taking my cock in your tight little asshole. Why you bad girls aren’t allowed to come without permission.”
I watched, mesmerized, as Jenna’s face contorted with a mixture of pleasure and shame. Her lips parted, delicate pants and whimpers escaping with each breath.
Daddy Otto continued to pound my fellow bad girl’s ass relentlessly. I felt myself getting lightheaded from the intensity of it all. The sight before me was so obscene, so utterly degrading, that I could barely process it. Jenna’s pale skin glistened with sweat, her body trembling as she took Daddy Otto’s massive cock in her tight rear channel. Her face was a mask of conflicted pleasure—pain and ecstasy warring for dominance in her expression.
Daddy Daniel’s thrusts into my dripping pussy grew more forceful, his thick shaft hitting spots deep inside me that made my vision blur. I could feel another orgasm building, a tidal wave of pleasure threatening to crash over me at any moment. But I held back, not daring to come without explicit permission.
“That’s it, Jenna,” Daddy Otto growled, his hips snapping forward with bruising force. “Take it all like a good little anal slut. Your tight ass feels so fucking good around my cock.”
Jenna whimpered, her back arching off the bench. “Thank you, Daddy,” she gasped out between thrusts. “Thank you for… for using my ass…”
I watched in awe as Daddy Otto’s pace increased, his movements becoming more erratic. “Such a good girl,” he panted. “Such a good little ass-fuck. I’m going to fill this tight hole with my cum.”
Those words sent a jolt of arousal through me. Daddy Daniel’s hand gripped the back of my neck, pushing me down toward Jenna’s exposed sex. My cheeks burned with shame, but I couldn’t deny the thrill that shot through me at his commanding touch.
“Kiss her clit, Amy,” Daddy Daniel growled, his voice low and dangerous in my ear. “Reward this good little anal slut for pleasing Daddy Otto so well.”
I whimpered softly as I bent forward, bringing my face level with Jenna’s glistening pussy. The musky scent of her arousal filled my nostrils, making my head spin. I could see every detail of her intimate flesh—the swollen, pink folds glistening with moisture, the hard little nub of her clit peeking out from its hood.
My lips trembled as I leaned in, placing a soft, tentative kiss on Jenna’s sensitive bundle of nerves. She gasped at the contact, her hips jerking involuntarily. The movement caused Daddy Otto’s cock to shift inside her ass, eliciting a low moan from both of them.
Encouraged by their reactions, I grew bolder. I flicked my tongue out, lapping gently at Jenna’s clit. The taste of her arousal bloomed across my taste buds—tangy and sweet and utterly intoxicating.
I moaned against her flesh, the vibrations making her shudder with need. The lewd, shameful sight of Daddy Otto’s rigid penis thrusting in and out of Jenna’s tiny bottom hole made me clench around Daddy Daniel’s own huge cock.
As I licked and sucked at Jenna’s clit, I felt the tension in her body building. Her thighs trembled on either side of my head, her hips rocking against my face as she chased her release. Behind me, Daddy Daniel’s thrusts became more erratic, his grip on my hips tightening to the point of bruising.