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I had been touching myself under the covers for almost an hour, thinking about both of them — the way they stretched me, the way they filled me, the way they talked about me like I belonged to them. My fingers were shiny. My thighs were wet. The second the door opened I stopped and just looked at him, heart pounding.
He didn’t turn on the light. He just closed the door and walked over to the bed. When the mattress dipped I spread my legs without being told. I couldn’t help it. My body already knew what it wanted.
“Daddy…” I whispered.
He pushed the old t-shirt I was wearing up around my waist and stared between my legs. I felt so exposed. So wet. A thin line of my own juices had already run down toward my ass. He dragged two thick fingers through it and I shuddered hard.
“You’ve been playing with it,” he said.
I nodded, cheeks burning. “I couldn’t sleep. I kept thinking about both of you.”
He pushed those two fingers inside me. I was so soaked there was almost no resistance, but I still clenched around him like I was trying to keep him there. He curled his fingers and rubbed that spot that always made my thighs shake. I bit my lip hard to stay quiet.
The door opened again. My stepfather stepped inside and locked it. He didn’t say anything at first. He just walked over, looked down at Daddy’s fingers disappearing inside me, and exhaled slowly.
“She’s dripping already,” he muttered.
“Been touching herself,” Daddy told him. “Couldn’t wait for us.”
My stepfather reached down and rubbed his thumb over my swollen clit while Daddy kept working his fingers inside me. I arched hard. A soft, broken sound left my throat. They didn’t let me come. They just kept me right on the edge, fingers and thumb moving in slow, deliberate circles until my hips were rolling and I was gasping.
“Please,” I whispered. “Please fuck me. I need it.”
Daddy pulled his fingers out and wiped them across my mouth. I licked them clean without hesitation. I loved the way I tasted when it was mixed with them.
He stood up and stripped. My stepfather did the same. Both of their cocks were already hard and heavy. My mouth watered. When Daddy climbed onto the bed I reached for him immediately, but he caught my wrists and pinned them above my head.
“Not yet,” he said. “I want to watch you first.”
He nodded at my stepfather. My stepfather settled between my legs, spread me open with his thumbs, and dragged his tongue through my folds in one long, slow lick. I jerked like I’d been shocked. He did it again, slower, then sealed his mouth over my clit and started sucking.
The sound was filthy. Wet. Rhythmic. I couldn’t stay quiet. Every time he sucked harder I leaked more. Clear fluid was running down onto the sheets. My thighs kept trying to close around his head and he just forced them wider.
Daddy leaned down and kissed me while my stepfather ate me. Deep, claiming kisses. I moaned into his mouth every time that thick tongue pushed inside me. When I started shaking Daddy pulled back just enough to watch my face as I came. It hit me hard. My whole body tensed, my cunt pulsing against my stepfather’s mouth, a fresh gush of wetness spilling out of me. He kept licking through it, greedy, until I was twitching and oversensitive.
Only then did Daddy let my wrists go and move between my legs.
He didn’t tease. He lined up and sank into me in one long, continuous thrust until his hips were flush against mine. I was so wet the slide was almost effortless, but he was still thick enough to stretch me perfectly. Hot. Deep. Claiming. He stayed buried for a few seconds just to feel me clench around him, then started fucking me in deep, steady strokes.
My stepfather moved up beside my head and fed me his cock. I opened for him immediately, taking him into my throat. The dual sensation made me moan around him. I could feel every sound vibrate through my body.
Daddy fucked me harder.
Every thrust forced a wet, filthy sound out of my cunt. I was dripping so much it was running down over his balls. I could feel myself getting wetter with every stroke. My stepfather held my hair and used my mouth in the same rhythm — slow when Daddy was slow, harder when he started pounding me.
I came again with both of them inside me. My cunt clamped down so tight it almost pushed Daddy out. He growled and fucked me through it, chasing his own release. When he finally came he buried himself as deep as he could and flooded me, grinding every thick pulse into me. I could feel the heat of it, the way it painted my insides. He stayed inside me until he was sure every drop was as deep as it could go, then slowly pulled out.
A thick rope of cum followed, dripping from my open hole onto the sheets.
My stepfather didn’t waste a second. He pulled out of my mouth, moved between my legs, and pushed straight into the mess Daddy had left behind. The wet sound of it was obscene. He groaned and started fucking me hard and deep, using Daddy’s cum as lube. I lay there and took it — took his thicker cock stretching me, took more of Daddy’s seed getting fucked out of me with every thrust, took the way my own body kept clenching and leaking.
I looked ruined. I could feel it. Eyes glassy, lips swollen, cheeks flushed. My tits bounced with every impact. When he reached down and started rubbing my clit I came again almost immediately, sobbing and clenching around him. He didn’t stop. He just kept railing me until he buried himself and added his own load to Daddy’s.
They switched again after that.
Daddy took me from behind while I sucked my stepfather clean. Then my stepfather took me while I cleaned Daddy. They kept me full for a long time — one of them always inside me, the other recovering just enough to go again. Every time they pulled out I leaked. Thick, heavy drips of combined cum running down my thighs. They pushed it back in with their fingers or the heads of their cocks. They made me hold it. They made me thank them for it.
At one point Daddy had me on my back with my legs folded up to my chest so he could watch every inch of his cock stretch me open. My stepfather was beside us, stroking himself and occasionally leaning down to spit on my clit or suck it while Daddy fucked me. The combination made me squirt — a hard, sudden spray that soaked Daddy’s lower stomach and the sheets. He fucked me straight through it, chasing another orgasm out of me before he filled me again.
By the time they finally slowed down I was a complete mess. My cunt was red and swollen and constantly leaking. My stomach felt slightly rounded from how much they had pumped into me. My thighs were shiny. I couldn’t close my legs without more cum seeping out.
Daddy pushed two fingers into me and held them there, feeling how hot and full I still was.
“You’re going to sleep just like this,” he told me. “Open and full of us. If you wake up aching, you come find one of us. Understand?”
I nodded weakly, eyes half-lidded, still twitching around his fingers.
My stepfather leaned down and licked a long stripe through the mess between my legs, tasting both of them on me. Then he pressed a soft, almost gentle kiss to my oversensitive clit that made my whole body jolt.
I lay there in the dark — legs still spread, cunt still dripping onto the sheets — and felt that deep, helpless satisfaction settle in my chest.
I belonged to both of them now.
And they were nowhere near done with me.
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