Page 34 of Sugar Daddies

Hands are smoothing down my shaking body and there’s a murmur of Daddy’s voice beside my ear, and neither man are much apologetic when they each press a kiss to my shoulders.

I don’t blame them. It’s not in their nature to genuinely hurt me. Some part of them knows that I can handle what they give me; they are strategically planned because my body is yielding to the extra girth and sparks of immense pleasure nips at my clit.

“I… it’s too much.” I try to make them wait just a bit longer for me to get used to them, but they aren’t patient when my hips are moving on their own.

They find a rhythm that works, but not before they find their space to hold me without blocking each other.

Daddy has his hands around my shoulders and my back while Mr. Stephan’s hand are back to the curve of my hips. I can’t believe I gave them full control over me. The helplessness doesn’t rub me the wrong way as it would make ordinary people cautious.

I was never the one to be vigilant. I never developed that skill because Daddy is always there as a guardian and a lover.

It was going to take a hell lot more to hurt me.

With Mr. Stephan in the picture, no one can penetrate the walls of steel to get to me.

They have physical strength, money, and status to form an army of bodyguards to protect me. I couldn’t even fathom the limitless money and time they have to build a fortress if they have an inclination that harm is on its way to touch me.

“Please—” I gasp when one goes in, and the other pulls out.

The tempo is quick and swift, but my pussy is constantly being filled with one of them. I can’t tell which cock belongs to who, and it feels too amazing to care about it.

“I need—” I choke a broken moan, “Please let me cum!”

Mr. Stephan intones, “I think she’s learned her lesson.”

He pats my butt. It’s around the same spot where there is a bruise forming from Daddy’s spanking.

“You won’t do that again, isn’t that right, little princess?”

I squash down the need to plead for mercy, “Yeah, I’ll be good. I promise, just please let me cum.It hurts.”

“It’s supposed to hurt,” Daddy comments crudely. He drags his cock up to push his vein onto the only spot that makes stars dance wildly in my eyes.

I squeeze around his neck with a kiss to his strong jawline. The scruffy hair lights a trail of fire on my lips as I’m twice as sensitive than I generally am.

It’s wishful thinking to have Daddy tell me that I can cum. He has the best controls that I have seen when he deals with work-related issues, and it hadn’t taken me long to understand that he is unreasonable in bed.

I think he likes having me beg and be vulnerable in his hands.

What a mean Daddy!

“It’s okay, little princess. I say you can cum,” Mr. Stephan says. Maybe it’s to spite Daddy, but it works magic on my tired body.

One approval sets everything spinning down, and I cum harder than I have ever experienced. Daddy shoves his cock deep in my quivering pussy with Mr. Stephan staying still in just as deep. It’s a powerful orgasm that wrecks my body as my juices drench their cocks.

Every muscle in me is striving towards the finish line where I can finally rest, but it has to get through the tiny shards of my thoughts as I feel the strong beats of their cock swelling in size.

The orgasm surges into a downward spin of shuddering aftermath as they crush my body with their wandering hands.

Cum splashes and mixes to soil the inside of my walls. It’s running out of room to stay in so it leaks out to smear on the skin of everyone. I don’t mind the feeling of being used, and it’s reassuring to know that they are comfortable with each other to share this night with me.

It’s too soon for my insecurities to laugh alongside with my doubts.

I’ll worry about it tomorrow. I’m in love right now.

Chapter Ten

Pepper

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