As we enter the bedroom I can smell him in the air, his cologne filling my nostrils. I always love the way he smells. Always the same, always such a comforting smell. I open my eyes and see the huge king size bed made up. I look at it, my body longing to feel its soft pillowiness. Daddy chuckles and walks towards it, setting me down gently. He turns kissing my forehead and then leaves for the bathroom. I sleepily look around and realize I've never been in here before. He always keeps it closed and locked but why? It looks like any other room, that's when my eyes catch a glimpse of handcuffs hanging from the wall. I look closer and see what looks like a dog collar and leash. We don't own a dog. I sit up looking around trying to see what more I can find when daddy appears in the doorway.
"Well, how are you feeling?" I look at him, my head still foggy. He walks towards me laughing and scoops me up. "It's time for a bath, nothing more. We need to get you all cleaned up for your surprise," he laughs as we enter the bathroom. He sets me down into the tub, the bubbles surround me and the heat of the water helps my muscles relax. I sigh and close my eyes as my head leans against the pillow. The smell of lavender and menthol fills my lungs.
"Now Princess, I'm going to get some stuff situated. Can I trust you to not leave the tub?" I nod and giggle. It feels like an eternity before he returns with a towel and robe in his hands.
"Good girl, I'm so proud of you my love." He helps me out of the tub and begins to dry my body. Making sure to kiss my stomach up to my neck and finally my lips. I shudder at the cold and he helps me put on the robe.
"Now when we get into the room you're going to get dressed and sit on the chair in the corner for me. I have to go get your surprise and I need you to be patient." I grab the clothes he has laid out for me and begin to dress. He leaves without a sound and I focus on what I'm currently doing. The dress is a beautiful blood red with black lace around the bottom. A small cross hangs from between where my breasts go and I feel naughty at the sight. I slide it on and it hugs me in all the right ways. I start to feel that warmth between my thighs again and shake my head pushing out the thought. I sit on the edge of the chair and slide on some high top frilly socks before placing my feet into the boots. I take a look around trying to see if I can find a body length mirror when I spot one, but not in the usual place, above his bed.
I sit wondering what he could need one above him for. The ideas start to flow right when Daddy pops back into the room. He startles me and I squeak. "I'm sorry Princess but just wait you'll be making all kinds of sounds soon. He leans down, his lips feel rough against mine but they make it so hard to concentrate. He pulls away and kneels moving to reach behind my legs and then wraps a rope around my ankles. I laugh before I realize both of my hands are tied down.
"Daddy, um what are we doing?" He looks up at me and smiles.
"I told you I have a surprise for you," he motions towards the door and Uncle Paul walks in. My eyes widen, I'm not sure what to do…Daddy wouldn't let anything or anyone hurt me, right? Uncle Paul walks closer and I can see he is wearing something similar to what Daddy is. They both have on a black button-up with a vest, Daddy's is red and Uncle's is green, a pair of black slacks, nice dress shoes, and a 20's flat cap. Uncle Paul's face is covered in gray facial hair which I've always kind of enjoyed.
He smiles at me, "Hello my sweet pound cake you look delectable.." Daddy walks over to Uncle Paul and they whisper for a while before Daddy walks back over and kneels again.
"Now baby girl, Uncle Paul and I talked and I agreed when you turned eighteen after I had some fun it would be his next. Now I'm going to be here the whole time and if you feel afraid or it hurts you can just say red light and I'll make sure whatever is happening stops immediately. Okay?" He reaches up between my thighs and starts rubbing my clit again. "Remember, this is Daddy's, I'm just letting him borrow it." His finger slips down and inside of me.
"You're pretty wet already. Are you excited to feel another man's cock inside your tight cunt?" His words stir something deep inside me and I nod without hesitation. To be honest I never really pay much attention to other guys. I know when the time is right it will happen. I just wasn't expecting it to be my dad and Uncle.
I look up at them both and begin to smile, "Daddy, you need me to consent first, correct?" He glares at me annoyed.
"Indeed we do but I know you consent so…" I shake my head.
"No Daddy I don't. Not unless you agree to one thing" I smile and bat my eyes, which I can see makes Uncle Paul fix himself and look away.
Daddy leans down now face to face with me "And what per say is that little one?"
I giggle and softly speak, "I want you too. I need you to be there to guide me. I've never done this other than today."
He looks back at Uncle Paul and laughs before he turns to face me again, "Well baby girl I will be sitting right here. Eyes on my little porn star."
I shake my head again, "No Daddy I want you involved. You help me make Uncle Paul feel good and then you can fuck me too. You can both share me at once." The excitement in my voice is thick and I can't help but bite my lip.
He kisses my forehead and nods in agreement. I look at Uncle Paul and his eyes are filled with excitement as he walks to the wall grabbing a thick red velvet collar. He turns back to face me and I see an evil grin form across his face. He makes his way back to me and I see Daddy starting to remove his shirt behind him.
"Uncle Paul…" he holds his hand up, making me stop.
"Call me Daddy Paul during play time, pound cake." His words make me wetter and I nod.
Daddy walks over and unties me. He stands back and lets me stand. Both of them eye me up and down their bulges twitching in reaction. I stand still for a moment before walking towards them both. I place a hand on Daddy's chest and the other on Daddy Pauls and look up at them. Daddy Paul grabs my hand and places it on his bulge, the warmth feels nice and I smile.
Daddy's face looks stern; he then points to the ground. I slowly kneel letting my hands fall to my sides. How did I get in this position? The day started out so normal and just quickly got weird. I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I'm so overwhelmed, two of them, I can't.
Daddy turns and goes to sit on the bed leaving me alone with Daddy Paul. I sit looking at the ground, not sure what to do with my eyes, suddenly he pops down in front of me kneeling. His hand cups my chin and he pulls my eyes to his, "I'm sure you're confused and scared but I promise I won't be doing anything you won't like." He leans forward gently placing his lips on mine before quickly retreating and walking away towards Daddy. Instinctively I lick my lips, twizzlers…he tastes like my favorite candy?
I look at the two of them and see them chuckling while messing with items on the bed. I stay in place, not sure if I can move yet. I find myself staring blankly and don't notice the time pass before Daddy snaps causing me to shake my head gently. I look at him, my eyes filling with curiosity. He nods and offers his hand. I grab it and stand, my legs sore from sitting on them for so long I'm sure, walking with him towards the wall where I had originally seen the handcuffs. My heart starts to race faster as he gently pushes me against the wall. I look up at him sheepishly and smile. He reaches down and grabs both of my hands and places them above me. I can't breathe, his smell is intoxicating and now I can't catch my breath. His blue eyes stare into my soul and I suddenly get the urge to touch him, now realizing my hands are cuffed to the wall and I can no longer use them makes me feel helpless. He pulls away and motions for Daddy Paul to come towards me. I catch his eyes as he starts towards me, he looks hungry in a way that only I can fix.
He leans against the wall next to me his eyes are bright green and they catch me off guard, how had I not noticed a bit ago? Maybe I was too scared? Am I not scared anymore? He inches closer catching my attention, "My little pound cake, I don't think you're as scared as you look. Am I right?" I nod and look down feeling kind of embarrassed. He grabs my chin and we meet eye to eye, "Don't be embarrassed, you look gorgeous. So grown up and look at those curves. You really have grown into that body of yours." He wraps the collar around my neck and locks it in place. "Oh yes, that suits you just fine."
I can feel my cheeks flush and I attempt to cross my legs. He looks down and laughs looking back at Daddy, "Look at that she's getting all shy. Looks like we'll have to break her of that." He reaches down and touches my thigh slowly caressing it. He reaches between my thighs and his eyes look darker, "Oh pound cake looks like you're soaked." He pulls his hand up and licks his fingers, "And you taste so god damn good too."
I look at Daddy who is now leaning against the headboard unzipping his pants, his eyes locked onto mine. He nods as he pulls his cock out, placing a goo on the tip and sliding it down with his other hand. I feel a pulsing begin between my thighs and start to feel liquid dripping down my legs. Daddy Paul grabs the ring on the collar and lifts me up my feet now off the ground.
"How about we start simple, I'll give you a chance to warm up to me before we do anything more in depth." He reaches down, with his other hand, between my thighs and spreads my legs placing his left leg between them. He slowly lowers me onto his knee and lets go, "How's that? Not so hard on your wrists, yeah?" I nod and take a deep breath.
He just stands there staring at me, his hands on my hips slowly moving me back and forth, "Now that you're eighteen , how does it feel to be old enough to do things?" The pressure of his knee against my clit feels blissful and with his movements I am finding it hard to think.
"Um, I…," I squeak out and he chuckles. "I don't re…ally kno..www yet."
He quickens his pace, "How about an easy one, do you have a boyfriend?" I moan quietly and shake my head. "Hmm, I don't believe you little one." He presses his knee harder.
The feeling sends electricity through my body and I pull roughly against the handcuffs, "IIII…ProMIse DadddDYYY PAUL." I partially scream as an orgasm washes over me. He looks down and smiles.
"Already? We haven't even started yet pound cake." He slides my dress up exposing my honeypot. "Look at the mess you made, but I bet you can do better." He reaches over with his left hand and places his thumb on my clit. "Now next question, how badly do you want me to fuck you babydoll?"
My breathing stagers as I try to coherently speak, "How badly…do YOU want…to fuck me?" I moan as the orgasm begins to fade.
"Mmm I like the sass," his thumb begins rubbing in a circle faster and faster. I flinch. "What's wrong babydoll? Is it sensitive there?" he lifts his thumb away. I relax and catch my breath finally. Daddy clears his throat making Daddy Paul look behind. He nods and unlatches my hands from the handcuffs catching me in his arms. He lifts me up into his arms and walks me over to the bed. "Now you seem to be warmed up, let's really begin."
He lays me down, my dress is hiked up, his eyes glued to my honeypot and licks his lips, "Man how have you held out this past year? I can't keep my eyes off her."
Daddy laughs, "You have no idea she has been such a tease. I've caught myself jacking off to thoughts of her on more than one occasion. She's the reason any of my relationships got as far as they did. Thoughts of her while deep inside a random warm pussy can only suffice for so long before you need the real thing though." I stare at him, not quite grasping the words he is saying. He looks down at me and reaches up to touch my cheek. "You are the only thing I have wanted for the past year. I have been so patient and it was more than worth the wait."
Daddy Paul slides the straps from my arms and slowly pulls down the dress tossing it to the side. His eyes widen and he starts to unzip his pants. "You have got to be the most divine creature I have ever seen. Just look at those tits and these hips." His hands grip my hips pulling me towards him. I sit up on my arms looking down at his waist waiting to see just what I am getting myself into. He pulls his cock out, it's not as long as daddys but it's thicker and the top looks like it's wearing a hood. I stare marvelously and intrigued.
"Do you like that? Just wait till I'm all the way up." He starts stroking himself. I find myself salivating at the idea and quickly crawl off the bed onto the floor in front of him.
"Daddy Paul can I have a taste please," my body and mouth move ahead of my brain and I don't know what is happening. He reaches over grabbing a handful of my hair and guides me towards him,"Stick out your tongue and relax your throat. I brought something to help." He reaches on the bed beside us and grabs a bottle. He proceeds to open it and squeeze a generous amount of goo on the tip of his cock. "You'll love the taste, I got it especially for you."
He uses his free hand to slather it all over before placing a finger in my gaping mouth, twizzlers? Now I understand, I quickly lick his finger clean and start drooling at the thought of something more. "Oh man she is a natural," Daddy Paul caresses my cheek before guiding the tip of his cock into my mouth. The width is filling and I suddenly feel my thighs get wet. I moan my eyes closing as I feel him push more in. My mouth starts to feel numb and he presses into my throat my face now nuzzled against his bare skin. The tip of my tongue finds his balls and I try to pull them into my mouth. With no success I hear a chuckle from behind and suddenly feel hands on my hips. They pull me up while keeping my head in place. Uncle Paul starts moving my head back and forth pushing as much in as possible. I twirl my tongue around and suck him in deep. He moans, "Yes babydoll, that's it, keep it up."
"Oh god that sight just makes me want you so much more babygirl." I hear daddy's voice behind me and feel two fingers slide inside me. I moan loader causing my throat to clench and Uncle Paul to thrust forward making me gag slightly. I can feel daddys hands running all over my bottom as I continue to get throat fucked. The feeling is blissful when suddenly I feel a finger push into my bottom. I pull away from Uncle Paul and he grips my hair harder pulling me back in place.
"Oh did I startle you baby? It's just so tempting." His finger moves in and out gently. "You'll get used to the feeling," he presses a second finger at the opening and pushes it inside me. I can feel Uncle Paul getting faster as I suck him even deeper.
He lets out a loud groan and I feel a warm salty liquid run down my throat. I suck and swallow as much as I can before he pulls away and leans against the bed. My bottom feels full as daddy continues to go in and out. I'm not sure what the feeling is but I find myself pushing into his fingers. "Oh I think you're enjoying this. How about we try something else."
Suddenly I see something fly over my head and daddy catches it. "Oh yes this is going to be perfect." His fingers gently pull out and I feel a cold wet object replace them against my bottom.
"Daddy? What are you doing?" I feel the pressure build as he presses harder. "Dadd…." a small pop startles me.
"Yes?" He continues pushing and another pop. "There we go. You are so gorgeous." I find myself stuck as a statue. "No worries, it will take a minute or so to get used to the feeling." I hear him stand and he walks around to my face. "Look how cute she is with that tail Paul."
"She really is." He places a hand on my head and gently pets me. He starts to walk around me, his hand lightly grazing my skin as he goes. I feel a light tap and then an immense stinging on my bottom.
"OWWW…" I jump startled and go to grab my butt. Daddy's hands grab mine quickly and he pulls me till I'm standing. I look at him with tears in my eyes and he laughs.
"Not so fast we haven't even begun. Let's get you set up on the swing." He throws me over his shoulder lightly rubbing my bottom before placing me in a fabric swing. He looks down at me and gently picks me up. "Paul buddy, I'm going to have to put this off for a day or so. I think she needs to recoup before the trip. She looks worn out sadly."
Paul nods and walks over gently kissing me on the head before I feel myself drift off.