Dirty Daddies(64)

“Big.” Carrie smiles like a filthy little pixie as she wraps her fingers around my shaft. “I want it inside me.”

So do I.

But not until I’ve tasted that pretty little cunt. I have to shunt down to bury my face between her thighs, licking in her long slow sweeps until I’ve tasted all of her. I dip my tongue inside and she’s gloriously fucking slippery in there. Slippery but fucking tight. She bucks against my face.

“Suck my clit…” she whimpers. “Make me come…”

I suck that hard little bud until she squirms. Until she moans for me. Until I feel her feet grappling against my back.

I suck her clit as Jack tugs his t-shirt over his head. He pulls his zip down and frees his big meaty dick from his jeans, trailing precum across Carrie’s cheek until she opens that filthy little mouth of hers wide for him. He pushes inside her cheek, and the noises, oh the fucking noises.

She comes against my face, her moans stifled by his dick as her body shudders.

It’s violent and wet and fucking beautiful.

She’s still shuddering as I lift her legs up and slam my way inside her. Her pussy takes me all the way, but it’s tight, milking me like a fucking glove with every fucking thrust.

I’m losing myself.

Losing every scrap of resistance to this crazy fucking setup.

I’m staring at the girl I love slavering over my best friend’s dick and I like it. I fucking like it.

I want to watch him fuck her.

I want to watch him fill her up right after me.

I want to be the one in her mouth as her pretty little cunt struggles to take him.

She gurgles and Jack groans.

My balls slap against her ass as I pound the fuck out of the gorgeous little brat underneath me.

And then I come.

I come hard.

So hard I see white behind my eyes.

I come without even thinking about protection. I come with no fucking scrap of sensibility left inside me.

I’m still twitching inside her when Jack tells me it’s his fucking turn.





Carrie



I’m grinning wide as they swap positions. My face already twisting to suck Michael’s salty dick into my mouth. I can taste his cum. He’s still throbbing as he rubs his cock against my tongue.

My eyes are all on Jack. Broader than Michael’s toned leanness. His dick maybe a fraction shorter, but thicker. Thick enough that I know he’ll hurt, even now I’ve opened up for Michael.

Michael hurt too. It was the best hurt in the world. I’m glad Jack’s going to make me feel it all over again.

I feel him spread me and look inside, and I feel so fucking dirty, still squelchy with Michael’s cum in me.

I can’t believe he came in me, but I like it.

I want more.

I want Jack’s in there too.

“You came inside her,” Jack says as I open wider for Michael’s dick.

“I’m hardly fucking thinking straight,” Michael says and Jack smiles.

“Wasn’t a fucking dig. You can have sloppy seconds next time, but what’s good for the fucking goose.” He thumps his big dark cock against my clit and I squirm.

And then he pushes inside.

Michael stuffs his dick in my mouth as I try to cry out. I gurgle-snort spit and cum, dribbling down my cheek as Jack bottoms out in me.

It aches a perfect ache right the way inside. I feel the ache in my belly and I want more.

I want hard.

I grind myself against him, scissoring him with my thighs and urging him on.

“We’ve got a dirty little girl here,” Jack growls. His eyes are dark. Dark and fierce. He looks on screen to where the credits are rolling, movie be fucked. “You liked how she called him Daddy, didn’t you? That’s what made you touch yourself, isn’t it?”

I feel my cheeks burning even as I splutter on Michael’s dick.

“I thought you were just being a smart-mouthed bitch when you called us Daddy, but you like it, don’t you?”

My heart is racing, hammering in my chest at being discovered.

Michael’s dick throbs in my mouth and he swears under his breath, and I know for all his trying to be sensible and sane and professional, he’s as fucked up as the rest of us.

“Fuck,” Jack groans. “Your tight little cunt is going to be the fucking death of the both of us.”

I don’t recognise the Michael that takes hold of my neck and tips my head back until I retch on his dick, but I love him.

I don’t recognise the Michael that tells Jack to fuck me harder.

I don’t think Jack does either.

“Fuck her,” Michael grunts again. “She wants it. She’s wants all of this. Just fucking give it to her, Jack.”

And I do want all of this.

I want all of them.

Jack’s thrusts are brutal but they hit just the right spot. I’m gagging around Michael’s dick, pulling at my own nipples when Jack’s voice sounds out filthy and low, just as it did in the hallway when he told me I had no idea what he wanted to do to a brat like me.