Marco tweaked my nipple. “You heard him. Joseph’s been holding back, but this is what he needs from you, babygirl. Now, thank him properly.”
“Thank you, Sir.” It should have felt weird, but I was too lost in bliss for anything to faze me.
Joseph stroked my ass, easing the sting of his slap.
I tensed when something hard and wet touched my asshole. I whined and tried to scoot away.
Marco’s cock lightly slapped my cheek, an act of dominance and rebuke. I eased back into position without him having to tell me.
“Relax,” he ordered. “Let Joseph stretch your tight little ass. He’s been dying to fuck you there. This plug will help prepare you for that. We don’t want to hurt you, princess. Now, take a breath and push back.”
I obeyed, and the strange object penetrated my tight hole. It was slick with lubrication, but that didn’t make it comfortable.
I whined and pressed my face against Marco, searching for comfort. He uttered a low curse when I nuzzled his hard cock.
“So sweet,” he praised roughly, running his fingers though my hair while he continued to play with my breasts. “You’re being so good for us, babygirl.”
“It hurts, Daddy,” I complained, struggling to adjust to the light burning sensation as the plug pressed deeper inside me.
“Touch her clit, Joseph. Make sure our girl enjoys this.”
“Let me in, angel,” Joseph coaxed me. He brushed his fingers over my clit, and ecstasy flashed through me. The plug slipped in a little farther, with minimal discomfort.
As he continued to stroke my clit and encourage me in his low, soothing tone, the burning sensation in my ass subsided. I began to relax, and he gently pumped the plug in and out of me. Dark pleasure rolled through me as Joseph touched me in this taboo way, preparing me for the day he’d put his cock in my ass.
The thought made my pussy clench, and the widest part of the plug slipped past my tight ring of muscles. It was seated deep inside me, filling me in a way I never would have imagined.
“So pretty,” Joseph murmured, rubbing my clit harder. “Come for me, angel. Show me how much you like it when I stretch your tight asshole. Show me how you’re going to come when I push my cock inside your ass for the first time.”
The words were dirty, crass. Joseph had never spoken to me like this before. Marco had said Joseph had been holding back, and now I fully understood that he’d been leashing this darker side of himself. He’d been trying to protect me, shelter me.
But I didn’t want him to hold back. I wanted all of him, even the dark parts. He needed this from me, and I needed him.
I came apart on a scream, my orgasm cresting in response to his firm touch on my clit and his crass talk.
As my pleasure rolled through me, I heard them murmuring how beautiful I was, how perfect and sweet. What we were doing should make me feel dirty, but I felt revered.
“I have to fuck her, Marco,” Joseph growled as I began to come down.
“Do it. Our girl’s going to learn how to suck Daddy’s cock.”
I heard a drawer opening, but Marco spoke sharply. “Don’t use a condom. She likes when you mark her with your cum.” He touched two fingers beneath my chin. “You want Joseph to come deep inside your pussy, don’t you, princess?”
“Yes, Daddy.” I thrust my hips back toward Joseph. “Please, Sir.”
My behavior was wanton, but it felt right. When I was surrounded by their heat, their power, I had no choice but to give myself to them in any way they desired.
The mattress dipped behind me, and I knew Joseph was getting ready to fuck my pussy. Marco’s cock brushed across my lips, painting them with a drop of salty pre-cum.
“Kiss Daddy’s cock, babygirl,” he rasped.
He tugged the blindfold off my eyes, and I blinked to adjust to the sudden wash of light. When the world came into focus, I found Marco staring down at me, his eyes black with lust.
I remained locked in his gaze when I pressed a soft kiss against his cockhead, tasting more of his pre-cum. I lapped at it and opened my mouth to take him in. He hissed in a breath, and his fist tangled in my hair, pulling me away.
“No. Just kiss it.”
For a moment, I didn’t understand why he didn’t want me to take him into my mouth. When I’d been with boys in the past, they’d wanted me to suck them off.
But Marco didn’t want that. He wanted me to worship him first.
“That’s it,” he grunted as I began to slide my lips along his length, gliding my tongue against the underside. “Show Daddy how much you love his cock.”
“Marco,” Joseph snarled. His fingers curved into my hips, and his cock pressed against my wet entrance.