Sold For Pleasure Vol. 3

“Come in.”

I opened the door and walked in only to see Brian naked on the bed with his dick in his hands. It was a good size dick, not as big as his dad’s but still…

I walked to the bed and sat next to him. He reached out, grabbed my hand and wrapped it around his member. I started massaging it, up and down, until I felt it pulsating and hardening in my hands.

“You’re doing good…” – He was moaning as I stood up and climbed

the bed. As he was sitting, I laid with my head in front of his member, caressing and licking him. I felt his hands wrap up around my head and I started sucking him off, faster and faster.

“Not so fast!” – He kind of slapped me on the face, but very gently. I continued to fondle him until I sensed him pulsating again: this time I knew what it meant.

His moans were a sign he was about to cum and I let him cum on my tits.

After all was said and done, I stood up, wiped myself clean and put my shirt back on. As I was preparing to leave the room, he was still sitting on the bed.

“You’re amazing, you know that?” – Brian said, completely out of breath.

I smiled as I turned to him: “Thanks.”

*

A week later, we were all on the coast of Italy. The vacation had been beyond spectacular by now. We visited a dozen of cities, slept in the best hotels and took a yacht to sail through the Mediterranean. The sun, the sea, the music and the food brought us even closer than we were before. Mom was thrilled with her new husband and she was pleased that I was getting along so well with my new stepfather and stepbrother.

“We are finally a family again.” – She had told me as I hugged her and retorted: “You are absolutely right, mom. I love our family.”

During the various dinner parties, I’d sneak out either with daddy or my stepbrother for a little carnal fun. Daddy especially was able to teach me so many things I’m deeply grateful for. He’s given me orgasms women can only dream of and on top of it all, I know he cares about me. I learnt where I belonged in this family fast and I knew I was the glue that held them all together.

After all, I will be Daddy’s good girl forever.

THE END

Daddy’s Sweet Lollipop 2

Chapter 1

The summer was truly the time when I fully discovered my sexuality. I was constantly thirsty for more: begging for pleasure, asking for satisfaction. I had known I was passionate, but I wasn’t able to pin point it until I lost my virginity. Despite the initial pain, the sweet pleasure brought on afterwards was more than gratifying. It had the power to liberate me and even more: to ask for more, over and over again. I had chosen wisely when it came to choosing the man that took my virginity; I only wanted my stepdaddy.

Since my mom married Michael, a filthy rich hottie, my life had been turned upside down. I was 18, naive and eager to please, whereas Daddy was experienced, self-confident and reliable. I enjoyed how he pampered me, in fact I enjoyed it so much I let him do whatever he wanted to me. Daddy took my virginity the day after he married mom, in his own house, just couple of weeks before we left for Italy. At the same time, his son, Ethan my stepbrother, saw Daddy and I in a pretty naughty situation and decided to blackmail me: I had to ‘service’ him anytime, anywhere, or he’d show my mom the video he had made.

After we left the States, we went to Italy where the legal age for drinking was 18. Since I was 18, I was allowed a glass of wine every now and then, “to actually fully experience the vacation”, Daddy said. We travelled everywhere, as a family: Milan, Florence, Rome and the coast of course: Daddy rented a yacht that allowed us to travel to the most beautiful beaches I had ever seen. Mom was happy: I could tell she was enjoying her honeymoon and at the same time, she was pleased with herself since she was sure she had made the right decision. After all, Daddy seemed like the type of a man that was a rock to his family, a caregiver, a true man. I saw the way she looked at him and I knew she was thankful she finally had some stability in her life. In fact, those same qualities were the ones that attracted me to him, without realizing he was attracted to me as well. However, time showed not only that he was into me, but he actually wanted something much more. From the days when he called me: “A good girl.” And the times when he asked me to behave, it had all been a rollercoaster, thoroughly entertaining and erotic.

While we were in Italy, it was much more difficult to do the things we used to do since it was the four of us almost all the time, everywhere. I’d catch him watching me, his eyes travelling from my toes, up to my lips and down again, especially when I was in a bikini. And, I knew he liked what he saw. Daddy took advantage of every opportunity to approach me, and it was a major ego boost, to say the least. I’d literally start shaking, feeling weak in my knees every single time he’d walk up to me and whisper: “Are you being a good girl, Beth?” or “I might have to discipline you soon.” The tone of his voice was powerful enough to make me wet, to desire him even more and to spend my nights pleasuring myself while thinking about him.

Ethan, my stepbrother on the other hand, took all the time he could to spend it with me. He really was a younger version of his dad, and even though he was extremely good-looking, he was too young: he lacked the experience and the confidence which his dad exuded. I didn’t mind having fun with him, after all he did remind me of his dad. Plus, I knew I could use the experience since I wanted to prove daddy just how good of a girl I really was.

Chapter 2

As we stepped out in Naples headed for lunch, mom approached me.

“Beth, there are so many gorgeous looking boys around here! Why don’t you talk to them?” – She exclaimed, hugging me. I could feel daddy’s eyes on my ass as we were walking down the street.

“Oh mom, no. I get all the love I need in this family.” – I retorted. She was over the moon with my answer. She hugged me and kissed me, exclaiming: “Beth, I’m so happy that you feel that was!”

She had no idea just how much.

That same night, we got rooms in the most beautiful boutique hotel I’d ever seen, one room for mom and daddy, and one for me and one for my stepbrother. After we said our “goodnights”, later that night, there was a knock on my door. I went to see who it was and as I opened it, I froze: daddy was standing on my doorstep! He smiled while walking in and closing the door behind him: “Your mom wanted me to check on you.”

I took a step back as he continued walking towards me. When we finally came close, I felt his left hand stretch, grabbing my butt: “You are such a good girl, Beth. You’ve got such sweet lips. Maybe if you behave, I’ll call you sweetlips from now on, huh?”