Chapter Eight - Two Daddies

Baby Girl

Devon picked me up and took me over to a large leather couch. He laid me down and hovered over me.

"I'm going to fuck you now. Will you scream for me?" he demanded.

"I'll scream if you let me cum on your cock," I said breathlessly.

"Greedy little thing. I'm worried though, I might hurt your little pussy," he warned.

"Hurt me. I like it rough, Devon, haven't you noticed?" I teased.

He shook his head and grabbed my hips with his meaty hands. I'm sure he was going to leave bruises. But I was okay with that.

"I don't want to be Devon to you, give me a nickname," he said in a harsh tone.

"Like, Daddy?" I asked, making sure I understood the task. He nodded as he stroked his cock and waited. "Papa? Father?"

"Call me Father, while I fuck you, baby," he growled as he reared over me.. "Now beg me."

"Please, Father, put your fat cock inside me. I'm so empty." I whined and pouted a little.

Then he slammed inside me. My mouth hung open in surprise, shock, awe.... Holy fucking shit. I wasn't empty any longer. I felt a pinch of pain from his thickness. I winced but he didn't notice.

"Goddamn, your cunt is tight!" he roared. I wiggled my hips because he had stopped moving.

Fuck, the way he filled me. Maybe it was because of the plug in my ass, or maybe he was just that huge, but I felt every inch of him drag in and out of me.

"Thank you, Father. Make me your whore. Fill my little cunt with your seed. I need it." I demanded in that bratty way I have.

"You have a filthy mouth, baby," he leaned down to kiss me while thrusting into me. "I'm going to go deep. Don't forget to scream." Devon put his head into the crook of my neck and pounded into me.

"Oh, God! More! Give me more, Father!" I begged, now that I was used to his size. He'd stretched me open with his cock. He held my legs open and watched himself impale me.

I listened to his ragged breathing, then daddy came over to sit on the coffee table in front of the couch. He was watching, and I wondered about the glint in his eyes. Was he jealous? This had been his idea. He had cleaned off his cock and he was pulling at it, tugging hard. I opened my mouth and waited.

Daddy stood up and came over. Devon / Father had to lean back, but he didn't stop his deep thrusts, but he did slow down somewhat. Daddy put his hand on the back of the couch. With the other, he turned my face the way he wanted and put his dck in my mouth. I moaned as I sucked him in. He was long and thick and went straight to the back of my throat. I tried not to gag. My throat hurt from Father fucking my face earlier. I ignored the pain and let Daddy use me.

"You have two Daddies now, don't you?" My eyes went wide. I tried to nod, but it wasn't easy. Daddy stoked my cheek and pushed my hair back from my face.

"You were made for us to use as we see fit. We're going to keep you filled up all the time. A sweet little cum dumpster for us to abuse."

Tears ran down my face and Daddy wiped them away. "It's okay, sweetheart. I love you."

Father pulled at my nipples and I bucked my hips up. His thrusts got deeper, his moans longer. He bumped my cervix and I screamed in my throat, the sound muffled. He reached under me and started tugging at the butt plug. Then Daddy reached for my clit and started rubbing it hard.

"We are all going to cum at the same time," he ordered. I started shaking and I bucked up. I was greedy. I wanted more friction. This orgasm was going to be epic. Daddy adjusted, so he could fuck my throat faster and Father sped up too. His breathing was harsh. He was staring at me as my pussy gushed all over him. I made a sound in my throat, a whimper, a moan. He planted his shaft deep and went still. I had started to close my eyes, but then Daddy planted the tip of his dick in my throat. My eyes flew open as jizz ran down my throat and I had to swallow or choke.

"Look at you baby," Daddy whispered. "Every one of your holes is full of cum. We used you like our own personal fuckdoll."

After I caught my breath I said, "Thank you, Daddy. I liked your cock in my ass and Father's dick in my pussy. Am I your good girl?"

"The best fucking girl, baby. I knew you'd like Devon. He's got a nice fat cock and likes to make women cum on it. We need to get you cleaned up," he leaned down to kiss me and walked towards the bathroom.

Father sat on the couch and pulled me onto his lap. He stroked me all over, calming and soothing us both as our breathing evened out.

"I've wanted you since that first night," he said, and I wondered what he meant for a moment, then...

"You were there? At the club? Wait, does that mean you saw..." I felt shy talking about that even after what we had just done.

Father cleared his voice, "I watched the whole thing. You were so pretty taking your first cock. I was so jealous seeing the blood staining your thighs."

I blushed and dipped my head, but Father wouldn't let me turn away. He gripped my chin and lifted my face until he was staring into my eyes. "I was going to meet you that night, but you ran away and changed the plan. I was out of town until yesterday on business. Daddy has been keeping me updated. This wasn't what you think, Baby Girl. I think I'm in love with you. I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine. This wasn't a game or just play time. I'm staking a claim on you and, hopefully, I can one day own a part of your heart too."

I was stupified. Do I have enough love in my heart for two daddies?

"What about the other women? I don't want to share your cock with anyone, unless Daddy wants to use it too." The thought of Daddy and Father fucking was so hot.

"You'll be out little fuck toy and I'll be your tool. I'll make sure I give you lots of orgasms and I'll save all of my cum for your holes. There will be no one else."