Page 111 of Kneeling for Them
“Yes, Daddy,” Ella says.
“I’m going to fuck your pretty tits while Sebastian fucks your delicious cunt,” he says.
“Yes, please, Daddies,” Ella says in the sweetest voice.
I lift Ella’s leg and slide home, into her hot, sweet warmth.
“Hold your tits together for Daddy,” King murmurs, then kisses Ella.
This will be easier if she’s on her back, so I roll onto my back and take her with me so she faces the ceiling, her back to my front.It’s not the easiest position for fucking, but with Kingston’s and my experience sharing women, we’ve learned to get creative.I keep my strokes slow and careful, my hands tight on Ella’s hips to hold her in place.
From over her shoulder, I watch as she grabs her breasts and presses them together.Kingston kneels over us, one knee lifted so we have space to move, the other on the bed.He braces his hands on the headboard behind me and shoves his dick between Ella’s tits.
It’s so hot, watching her get fucked like this while her tight pussy hugs my cock.
“Let me help you with those,” I say, moving her hands down to her mound.
Kingston waits while I position Ella’s fingers at her clit.
“Touch yourself here,” I say.
While she rubs at her clit, I push her tits together and Kingston thrusts between them.Ella moans in pleasure and I flick my thumbs over her nipples.
“Yes,” Ella gasps.
The view is perfect—her breasts getting fucked while I hold them.Her hands down at her pussy, rubbing her clit while I pump inside of her.The expanse of her naked body splayed over mine.It’s too fucking good.
“I’m going to come, Daddies,” she says.
“Do it,” Kingston says.“I’m not going to last long.Come for us, little girl.”
She does, her pussy clamping down on me like a slippery vise.
King growls with pleasure and his own thrusts cease while he reaches his climax, too.He’s marking her with his come.
I want to do the same.
I pull out of her pussy and carefully get out from underneath her.Then I get up on my knees.She watches me with an expression of well-fucked contentment.Her brown eyes look black in the dim light, and her dark curls frame her face.Jerking myself off, I come all over her tits and stomach, just like King did.
It’s a claim.She’s ours now, we’ve marked her.
Of course, I’m not going to make her sleep like that, although the idea doesn’t gross me out because apparently I’m a sick freak.I smile at the idea of making her wear our come for hours.Maybe some other time, though, if I find out she won’t be against the idea.I go into the bathroom and run the sink until the water’s warm, and then I wet a washcloth to clean off Ella’s chest.
When I return to the bedroom, King is pulling on his pants.
Ella watches him while I wipe our spilled come from her skin.“What are you getting dressed for?”she asks.
“I have to go to the office,” he says.
“Now?”Ella murmurs.“It’s not even five yet.”
I agree with her.He shouldn’t be leaving now.It’s fucking Saturday.But I finish cleaning Ella while King gets dressed, then I climb into bed next to her.
“Sorry, little girl.”He leans down to give her a brief hug before letting her go.“I love you, and I’ll see you soon.”
“Okay, Daddy.”She purses her lips until he gives her a kiss, then she rolls over and snuggles against me.
I give King a good glare.He has to work now, of all times?Whatever’s waiting for him at the office can surely wait a few more hours.
