Page 2 of Pleasing Daddy's Friends
Lily just screamed again, her voice rattling the windowpanes.
“Oh my god!” she shrieked, finally catching sight of us in the foyer. Her eyes kept focusing and then unfocusing, even as that nubile teen body trembled with ecstasy. “Who are you? Ohhhhhh!”
It was the perfect time to make our introductions. I stepped forward and flashed a shit-eating grin, showing off even white teeth as my handsome features pulled into a smirk.
“I’m Cross, and this is Barrett and Scott. We were invited by your stepfather to come over and bowl. I admit, we weren’t expecting to find the two of you like this, but it’s fine. I like it.”
Scott stepped forward, his blue eyes ravenous as Lily continued to moan and pant.
“It’s not a problem at all,” he echoed. “We enjoy seeing women being pleasured, and clearly, you have a lot to share, pretty girl.”
The teen girl still couldn’t reply because she was in the throes of a powerful climax. Delighted gasps escaped from her throat, as her breasts trembled like big orbs of creamy jelly. Her curves continued to shake, her asshole clenching spasmodically on the huge digits buried within, milking them desperately. But Lionel turned and grinned in our direction, his smile a white gash in his tanned face.
“Yo,” he greeted. “You’re right on time. Just give me a sec and we’ll meet you down in the bowling alley. You guys want a drink? Help yourself,” he said, nodding to a stash of alcohol in a nearby cabinet. “Just let me finish up here first,” he grunted before shaking his fingers side to side in the beautiful woman’s rectum, making her gasp with pleasure again. The sight was rancid. A young teen girl, lush and nude on the couch with her legs spread as her stepfather looms over her, pleasuring her anally with his fist.
Scott, Barrett, and I shared a look. We’ve just caught our buddy finger-fucking his teen stepdaughter in the ass, and yet Lionel isn’t embarrassed at all. Should we be embarrassed on his behalf? But judging from our own shit-eating grins, there was no point because this naughty scene was only a foreshadowing ... of the even more depraved acts to come.
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Lily
Oh my gosh, I can’t believe that that just happened! This is not how I anticipated meeting my stepfather’s friends.
Don’t get me wrong because I wasn’t expecting candles, firelight, or roses on a table while angels sing overhead. Nor am I expecting the Three Musketeers to ride in on white stallions, with their swords drawn. But never in a million years did I think that my stepdad’s buddies would walk in while Lionel had his fingers buried in my ass, massaging my rectum as I came all over his hand.
“Daddy!” I screamed. “Oh, your friends are here!”
But the man of the house didn’t stop. He merely continued penetrating my asshole, pushing me through my climax, before offering a drink to his buddies.
“Help yourselves,” Lionel tossed off in a casual voice over one shoulder. “I’ve got Glenlivet and Laphroaig in the cabinet. It’s the real deal from across the pond, and not the shit they brew here.”
“Laphroaig is fucking priceless,” the first dark man growled. “The smoky flavor can’t be replicated.”
“Yeah, but I prefer Glenlivet,” the second man said in a smooth tone, just as gorgeous as the first with deep chestnut hair and penetrating blue eyes. “That peat shit is too fucking musky.”
“Musky?” the third man chuckled, his eyes a bright azure as took in the filthy sight before him. “The only musk I enjoy is a woman’s ass.”
What the hell? Didn’t they have any decency? But the men merely grinned again before grabbing a couple bottles of my stepfather’s expensive liqueur, and heading towards the stairs to the lower level. Clearly, Cross, Scott, and Barrett have been to the mansion before because they knew exactly where to go.
“We’ll see you downstairs,” Scott called over one shoulder as those massive forms disappeared from sight. “Don’t get carried away because we want a piece too.”
I gasp. What dirty words! But at the same time, I go warm all over because I’ve always been attracted to domineering alpha males, and clearly, there are three waiting downstairs for me. Lionel knows that I want it too. He pulls his fingers out of my asshole before spitting on the dark pucker and rubbing the saliva into my used pleats.
“There you go,” he murmurs. “Nice and stretched now. Did I hurt you, baby girl?”
Tensing my buttocks a bit, I evaluate the situation. But then I smile.
“No, Daddy,” I reply breathlessly. “I’m fine, and it felt really good. But oh my gosh! Your friends saw what we were doing and they’re probably so disgusted.”
Lionel stops stroking my asshole for a moment to look at me with sparkling blue eyes.
“Did they seem disgusted to you?” he drawls in a wry tone. “If anything, I think they require girls to engage in anal. There are three of them, after all, and you have three holes. You didn’t think they’d skip that part, did you?”
“No, no, not that!” I say quickly. “I don’t mean that they’d be disgusted by a specific sex act. It’s just that ... well, you’re my stepfather and I thought they’d be turned off by our relationship.”
Lionel fixes me with a stern look.
“Lily, I already told you. I told Scott, Cross, and Barrett that we’ve been intimately involved, so it’s not news to them. Plus, my buddies know we’re not biologically related so it’s not a blood-relation thing.”
