Doll Parts (The Game 4)

They knew how to get rid of their clothes faster than we could say strip.

With two fistfuls of Noa’s sweet bottom, I pulled him down on me and swiped my tongue over his soft little opening. It earned me the sweetest giggle before it morphed into a moan when I tongued him deeper.

Lucian withdrew from me. “Keep sucking him, darling.” Then he crawled over Cameron and kneeled next to me, where he told Noa to open wide. “Get me harder, little one.”

I hummed and felt how my boy clenched and quivered with need.

Christ, Cameron was a little too good at deep-throating. I groaned as the desire built up within me, and the boys spurred me on with their needy sounds. A needy boy, was there anything sexier?

A warm sense of rightness washed over me, and it made me hungrier than ever. I needed more—more of this, more of us. I needed to ravish. Maybe they all felt the same to a degree, because something happened between us. The air became more charged as we changed positions and sank into a rhythm of intoxicating give and take. In this bed, no limits existed. It was freeing as fuck.

“I gotta… I have to, Daddy…” Noa panted.

Lucian pushed Cameron down on the mattress. A bottle of lube was passed between us. I held Cam in place, both of us on our sides, facing each other, while Lucian prepared his boy for cock.

I cupped Cam’s face and kissed him hard, luring out the memory of our first time together and how he’d finally surrendered to me. In a puddle of humiliation and teasing, he’d bent over the couch for me while I’d torn a hole in his diaper and fucked him like there was no tomorrow. How he’d pleaded for me, whimpered so fucking sweetly, and begged to make a mess in his diaper.

He groaned into my mouth when Lucian entered him with a forceful thrust.

“Daddyyyy,” Noa whined. “I have to! Please? Can I?”

I grabbed Cam’s jaw, wrenched away from the kiss, and peered over my shoulder. “What have we said about asking, baby?”

He perked up. “We don’t like that!”

Exactly.

I returned my attention to Cam and pushed him closer to Lucian. “Use your Master as a mattress, diaper slut. I want access.”

He flushed and became Lucian’s rag doll. Lucian ended up on his back and pulled the boy with him, giving us a perfect view of his cock disappearing into Cameron’s ass, and I crawled after them, pushing myself up so I could suck off Cam.

Noa finally took what he wanted. He plastered himself to my back and pushed his cock inside me, his desperate little moan turning me on even more. He was too fucking cute when he got going. Had he been larger, his recklessness probably would’ve hurt like a bitch. Alas…

“Do you like fucking Daddy, puppy?” I kissed and nuzzled the smooth skin around Cam’s cock.

“So much,” Noa grunted. “You feel so good, Daddy. I can’t stop.”

I grinned faintly and sucked Cam’s cock into my mouth again. He was getting closer and closer, and I wasn’t sure Lucian was ready for that. I swirled my tongue around Cam and tasted his pre-come, heard his choppy breaths, got off on his pleas, and decided on my next step. My own cock had been neglected for several minutes, and I had a puppy I could fuck.

“Nooo!” Cam cried out as I released him. “Please, Sir! I’m so close!”

“You’ll live. I have a doggy to fuck now.” I reached behind me and got ahold of Noa’s arm. Despite his protests, I yanked him forward and pressed him down onto his back.

“I was in the middle of something!” he complained.

“My desires come before yours.” I lubed up my cock and struggled to get on my knees before him. “Daddy’s gonna have to fold you in half. Hold your knees to your chest and part them as much as you can.”

He obeyed and pouted at the same time.

Planting a hand next to his shoulder for support, I guided my cock to his exposed opening and teased it, smearing the liquids around. Then I pushed in slowly and stared hungrily as he took more and more of me. His tight little hole stretched so fucking perfectly, a sight I’d gotten addicted to even more since Lucian had sent me those pictures. I could look at them forever. I could reenact them forever, too. When Noa was in doll mode, there was no end to the possibilities.

“I need to film this,” I murmured to myself. “Film when you take Daddy’s cock, when you play with your tail, when I tease you with a finger.”

Funny how quickly he stopped pouting.

I sank into him all the way and groaned. The pleasure came over me so fast and with such intensity that I shivered and half contemplated putting him in doll mode right now. I did love playing with my toy.