🔞🔞🔞 I lick my lips at the prospect of that.
"Christ, how can you even count the cards out right now?" demands Josh to Evan. "All the blood from my skull has long since gone south."
Evan barks out a laugh, and bucks up into me, earning him a needy whine from me.
"I'm old enough to know how to control myself," Evan snickers.
I wonder if I can change that...
I clench my pussy tight around Evan's member, and - noticing how his breath hitches - proceed to roll my hips against him like a slow-grind, my fingernails dragging down his sides as I move.
The game begins anew, and while the others stake their bets, Evan pulls me down for another kiss, this one impossibly rougher than the last. His fingers pull my hair back as he dominates my mouth, until I'm riding him without hesitation, just the way I ride Daddy.
When Evan's turn comes, he folds without even glancing at his cards, and goes back to holding me still while he fucks up into my drenched cunt. I'm surprised the other guys are even still attempting to play, but short of jacking off, I guess there's not much else they can do.
I get lost in the sensation of him gripping me tight, using me as a cocksleeve as he pounds up into me, the taste of him on my tongue, my clit throbbing for some relief, and then--
"Cam's turn," announces Daddy, and I have to bite my lip to withhold a whine of disappointment as Evan slows his thrusts.
Evan kisses me one last time before withdrawing his cock from me, my pussy juices staining its length. I feel so incredibly empty - even moreso than when I stopped using my dildo before - so I all but clamber onto Cam's lap, despite the way he blushes a little at my eagerness.
Cam is the dad of a girl I went to school with; aside from my daddy, he's the epitome of a DILF. Broad shoulders, buzzed hair, clean-shaven, and big, strong arms.
"Your daddy is the luckiest guy in the world," Cam tells me in a quiet voice.
Now it's my turn to blush, but I'm not about to lose my slutty confidence. I lean in close to his ear, brushing my tits against his firm chest as I whisper:
"You don't have to fuck just my pussy, Mr. Baker. Daddy has trained all my holes really well."
I feel him shiver underneath me. He rasps out, "Can you suck my cock, sweetheart? Like a good girl?"
"Of course," I chirp, happily sliding to the floor and settling between his denim-clad legs.
"Oh, fuck," someone - I think Josh? - comments.
"Does she have a gag reflex?" Cam asks Daddy, and I can hear the arrogant smirk in his voice when he replies:
"Not any more."
With that, Cam brings his cock out - thicker than Evan's, but shorter - and guides my head right towards it. I barely have time to open my mouth before he's stuffing it onto my tongue, his hand at the back of my skull keeping me down.
"Hoooly shit," he chokes out, and I preen.
Daddy wasn't lying - he's throat-fucked the gag reflex right out of me - and I fully intend to show Cam how good I can be.
I gobble him all the way to the root, his taste heady in my throat, and begin to suckle and swallow as I swirl my tongue up and down. Meanwhile, my free hand goes straight to my dripping snatch to keep myself full as I service my friend's dad.
Again the game starts, and Cam's treatment turns rougher as the minutes tick by. His hand grips my hair as he uses my mouth, rolling his cock in and out. I have little choice but to sit and take what he gives me, every cell in my body humming in pleasure as I'm put to use. Tears run down my cheeks as I choke with every second thrust, but I'm not a quitter - I want Cam to lose some of that control.
"Fuck, baby, that's it, good girl, take it," Cam moans, and I wonder briefly if he's thinking of his own girl as he face-fucks me. That makes me even hotter.
"Josh is up," Daddy announces, and I back away from Cam's cock with a ragged gasp for air.
"Thank God, I was about to cum right down her throat," Cam sighs, wiping the tears from my face with tender fingers. I grin up at him, and he winks.
I'm rapidly losing any sense of shyness. By now, I simply want to cum, and cum, and cum.
So when I straddle Josh's lap, I immediately pull him in for a wet, sloppy make-out session while humping his thigh like a bitch in heat.
"Lucky bastard," I hear Nolan grumble.
"Please," I choke out between kisses, "fuck me, anywhere, just fuck me!"
"Fuckin' hell," Connor comments.
"This is just my babygirl getting warmed up," Daddy says with a dark chuckle. I moan aloud at the mere sound of his voice, my body responding to him even though I'm in another man's lap.
Josh is a few years older than me, with curly dark hair and a killer smile. He's sweet, in a boyish way, but I know from the hungry look in his eye that he isn't planning on being sweet with me.
Josh eventually breaks the kiss, only to pull the spaghetti straps of my sundress down and let my tits bounce free. Like a shot, his lips close around my right nipple while his hand pinches the left, earning a squeal of delight from me.
He suckles without holding back, my hands clutching his head to my breast as I grind down on his lap. When he's forced to part from me to shuffle and deal the cards, I pull his shorts down enough to reveal his stiff, long cock, curving up towards his belly-button.
"Use it however you need, babe," Josh tells me with a dimpled smile, and my tummy flutters. "I wanna feel you cream all over me."
I shake and shiver as I manage to grab ahold of his dick and impale myself with one fell swoop, my pussy eagerly swallowing him right down. I don't hesitate; I bounce and roll and ride him with everything I have, my fingers desperately strumming my clit in the same way Daddy does.
Josh folds - just like Cam and Evan - and goes back to suckling at my tits, teeth scraping my nipples as he allows me to use him like a toy. I don't bother holding back my moans and gasps and mewls, especially when I can feel myself begin to climb towards an earth-shattering orgasm. My blood heats, my body thrashing atop Josh as his hands and lips mock-milk me. It's so good, it's so good, it's--
"Alright, Nolan's next, sweetheart," Daddy says, and I hiccup a sob of desperation.
"B-but Daddy, I'm..." I cry out, hips still writhing on Josh's lap, even as he gently tucks my breasts back into my dress and tries to ease my movements.
When I meet Daddy's gaze, though, I can see he's in no mood for a compromise. His jaw tics, and I flush all over. That's usually the look I get before he ties me up and uses me without mercy.
"Fine," I murmur, pouting.
"What do you say to Josh?"
"Thank you," I grumble, but Josh just laughs and pulls me in for another messy kiss.
The feel of his tongue lashing against mine only has me whining again, so he takes pity on me and helps me out of his lap, straight onto Nolan's.
Nolan looks as though the best present of his life has just landed in his lap, and I soak up the attention like a sponge.
"You even know what to do with her, Nol?" snickers Evan. "Need us to tell you how to please a woman?"
"Yeah, yeah," huffs Nolan with an eye-roll. When he looks up at me, though, it's all heat and need. "Where do you want me, beautiful?"
I feel like crying at the choice.
"I don't care," I sob, arching my back. "Just make me come, please!"
"Don't worry, pet. I'll take good care of you," he promises with a wolfish grin, and then gathers the bottom of my sundress up at my waist, exposing my whole bottom half, before spreading my ass cheeks and running a finger down my crack, pausing at the moisture he finds there.
"Oh-ho," he says around a grin, "you really do mean 'anywhere'. You keep yourself prepped for your daddy, honey?"
"Y-yes," I choke out.
"Hey Cap," Nolan says, addressing Daddy, and I want to scream in frustration, "mind if I fuck this hole?"
"Be my guest," Daddy replies coolly, and goddamn, that only makes me hotter with want.
Without any further ado, Nolan drags his sweats down just enough to have his curved, veiny cock spring free, before feeding it right into my ass.
The moan I let out is barely human. Fuck, the dildo was fine, but this is so much better. Nolan's hands grip my waist as he forces me down his length, stretching out my insides in a burn I'm well acquainted with by now. I'm just wet enough from the lubed-up toy that I can take him without any pain, but fuck, it's so much.
For a minute, all Nolan and I can do is stare at each other, panting into the others' mouth while we adjust to this new position.
"You gonna deal or what, pal?" Cam says with a mocking tone, and Nolan takes a deep breath.
"Fuck, if you guys were smart, you would've filled her ass - then you'd know why I'm having trouble breathing right now," Nolan growls. But he manages to hold me close to his chest as he deals out the next round, his cock twitching in my depths, my every muscle straining to reach my peak.
"Please, Nolan," I breathe into his ear, "I'm so close, show them all how hard you can make me come."
