Chapter 29 - Saving Ourselves

**Serena**

Out of the corner of my eyes I saw Paul adjust himself. I was a little surprised that he didn’t take his cock out and stroke it. Devon was out of my line of sight. Was he stroking his thickness now? But I didn’t hear him unzip his pants. Would they both just watch and not participate in even that small way?

Papa had all my attention now when he asked me to scoot back on the bed so that I was in the center of it. I watched as he undressed, removing his shirt and pants. I wanted to feel him against me. I lifted my hands and welcomed him into my arms. His kiss was owning and loving at the same time. His cock was hard against me and he moved his hips up and down, stroking my clit with it. I felt his heavy balls against me there too. Why was his nut sack slapping against me so erotic?

He settled back on his heels my knees were spread wide open, waiting for his invasion. He stroked himself while looking down at my mound. I kept myself bare and I knew my juices were glistening in his sight. He held himself as he leaned down to push inside of me. His thick straight cock filled me up inch by inch.

I gasped and lifted up so I could take more of him.

“Serena, baby! You feel so fucking good,” he moaned his eyes shut in the ecstasy he was pulling from my body.

He pinched my nipples as he started to move.

“Play with your clit, sweet girl. I want to feel you cum on my cock.”

I maneuvered my hand between out bodies to rub the hard little nub. I clenched down on him, knowing how much he liked it.

“Fuck! Do it again,” he demanded.

I tightened my muscles around him, making my channel squeeze him hard.

He took long, deep stokes within me and the pressure built to a crescendo.

“Papa!” I screamed out my orgasm, bucking up against him.

He pulled my legs over his shoulders and leaned over me, pumping into to me hard and fast now. His heavy breathing and dark gaze showed me his level of devotion. I was his and he was mine. He stilled suddenly and his groans were magnificent as he spilled his seed inside me.

I was languid as he collapsed on top of me. It was hard to breathe but I didn’t want him to move.

“Fuck,’ I heard Devon say.

I opened my eyes and looked at Paul. He caught my gaze this time and showed me how much he wanted me. How much he wished it was him between my thighs.

Papa sat up and pulled me into the cradle of his arms.

I had to know.

“What didn’t either of you jerk off?”

It was Paul that answered, sadness in his voice. “We won’t touch ourselves until you forgive us. This is part of our penance.”

I turned my head and finally caught a glimpse of Devon. He looked haggard.

“It’s true, Baby Girl. We’re saving ourselves for you,” he said.

My heart did a little pitter-patter in my chest.

But I had a different idea since they seemed to want to please me.

“Scoot up against the headboard,” I told Garrett.

He did as I asked and I placed myself in between his legs, my back to his front. I spread my legs so they could see Papa’s spunk leaking out of me. He placed his hands on my knees and I wish I could see myself like this, spread open with my lover at my back.

“Come to the foot of the bed, both of you, and take out your cocks.” I knew they were both hard, they had to be.

I wasn’t disappointed. How did I get so lucky to have three huge cocks at my disposal? I looked at Paul’s length, knowing he could hit my cervix with that meat on every stroke. Devon was thick and I clenched, knowing he would stretch me open and make me squeal.

“Do we have any lube?” I murmured to Garrett. He pointed to the nightstand. I shuffled over on my knees and retrieved it then made my way down the bed. Careful not to touch either of them, I poured lube on the head of each of their cocks and shuffled back into Garrett’s embrace.

“Cum for me,” I demanded. “Spill your seed on the bedsheets while I watch.”

Wow. When did I turn into such a bitch? But Papa hummed his approval and spread my legs open again, then he began to stroke my breasts, feeling the weight of them and giving me little squeezes.

I put my fingers in my mouth, wetting them, before moving them down to the space between my spread thighs. I rubbed my clit and watched the show. Both men were rubbing and pulling their huge cocks.

“I miss your pussy, Baby Girl,” Paul whined.

This was better than them ‘waiting’ for me. They got to admire what they couldn’t have and waste the seed they wanted to use to get me pregnant. This was a two for one special and I smiled wickedly.

“Fuck, Serena. When did you turn into such a tease?” Devon’s husky voice asked.

I shoved two fingers inside me while he watched, and I loved the way they both groaned.

“Oh, I think it was right about the time I got lied to, again and cheated on,” I snapped. I was feeling very fired up.

They both groaned and looked pained. Good I thought.

Garrett decided to distract me and took over rubbing my clit.

“Watch them while I make you cum again,” he whispered darkly.

I whimpered and pushed down on the mattress with me feet, lifting my bottom off the bed and giving the men in front of me a good view of my sex.

The sounds of both men stoking their cocks for me helped some of the meanness I was feeling release in my chest.

“What good boys you are, such good fucking boys,” I murmured as I started to shake.

“Fuck!” I shouted as tiny black spots dotted my vision and I arched back into Garrett. He bit my shoulder, and I screamed.

“That’s fucking it, baby!” I yelled as I squirted all over the bed making a huge mess.

But Daddy and Father were right there with me. It was glorious to watch them spill their seed for me at my direction.

Oh, how thrilling!

Daddy flicked his dick, and some got on my foot. I leaned forward and swiped it off, putting it in my mouth and moaning loudly.

Father got the idea and some of his spunk landed on my thigh. I looked him right in the eyes as I did the same for him and sucked his seed into my mouth.

They moved as one as they laid on the bed on either side of the bed and cuddled up to me.

“Please forgive us, little one,” Paul said softly.

“We promise to never hurt you again,” Devon echoed.

I sighed, content in Papa’s arms for the first time in what felt like forever.

“Soon,” I promised. I wasn’t done making them pay yet. They would remember not to fucking toy with me in the future.