เข้าสู่ระบบAria.“Now keep going… slowly… baby girl,” he said, his voice low and commanding.My eyes locked on him first, wide and nervous, before raking down to watch my own fingers acting on his command. I thrust one finger slowly into my dripping cunt, feeling my walls clench around it. The wet, obscene sound of my juices was loud in the quiet room.Calvin’s hand wrapped around my wrist, guiding me gently, pushing my finger deeper along with his own eyes fixed on how my pussy was clenching and creaming around it.“Keep going, baby girl… you’re doing so well,” he murmured, voice thick with lust. “So fucking wet for Daddy already. Look at how your little hole is sucking your finger in. Such a greedy princess.”I whimpered, my hips rocking slowly as I followed his lead, sliding my finger in and out. He suddenly added one of his own thick fingers alongside mine, stretching me wider. The fullness made me gasp sharply.“You’re so tight…” he groaned, curling both our fingers together, hitting
Aria.I rushed upstairs. The second I was out of sight from Calvin, I didn’t walk anymore.God, I ran.But bumping into Brad in the hallway wasn’t on my list.“Careful… you’re going to hurt yourself,” Brad said, his strong hands catching my shoulders to steady me.“Why are you in such a hurry?” he asked, his deep voice sending another pulse straight to my aching core.“No… I wasn’t. I mean, I wanted to get my clothes changed. They’re a bit wet,” I lied, my voice shaky.His eyes dragged slowly down my body, lingering on the way my tiny shorts clung to my ass and the obvious hardness of my nipples through my crop top. Then he nodded.“That’s alright. Go ahead,” he said, but his hands lingered on my arms a second longer than necessary.They were tormenting me. I swear they knew. Or maybe they didn’t. I slipped past him, practically sprinting to the guest room and shutting the door behind me. I exhaled hard, heart racing, pussy throbbing so violently I could feel my heartbeat between
Aria.I was wet.My pussy was throbbing so violently I could barely stand still. Standing there in the middle of the living room, eyes locked on the one man capable of completely ruining me. He was off limits, right? He was my daddy’s best friend. The man who used to carry me on his shoulders when I was little. The man I had no business fantasizing about late at night with my fingers buried deep inside my cunt. But yet my eyes couldn’t move away from the heavy, thick outline behind that white towel wrapped low around his waist. It was so evident, so obscene, the way the fabric clung to the thick shape of his cock, hanging heavy and slightly curved. The sight made my legs feel weak, heat pooling low in my belly as fresh wetness soaked through my tiny shorts.“Why don’t you come and give Daddy a hug?” Calvin said, his deep voice rolling over me like warm honey. “Why are you just standing there?”Like that? Was he seriously telling me to come lean my entire body against him while
“Anyway, we’re running late. We’ll catch up soon,” Dad said, turning to look at me. “Sweetheart, come say hello to Brad. Why are you so quiet?”“Christ! Baby girl. You’re all grown and beautiful,” Brad said, his deep voice sending a shiver straight to my core. “Come here and give Daddy a hug.”The word *Daddy* hit me like lightning. My pussy throbbed even harder, a fresh rush of wetness soaking my panties. I stepped forward on shaky legs.Brad pulled me into his arms, wrapping me up in his strong, warm embrace. His body was solid muscle against mine, his chest pressing into my breasts, one big hand settling low on my back, almost at the curve of my ass. I could smell his cologne — masculine, expensive, intoxicating. For a second I let myself melt into him, feeling the heat of his body, the hardness of his muscles, and the unmistakable thick bulge that brushed against my stomach as he held me a little longer than necessary.My nipples tightened painfully against his chest. My puss
Aria.The next day, I couldn’t get the thought out of my head.I was really going to spend the next week with two men I had spent months secretly fantasizing about — not just their deep voices or strong hands, but their thick, heavy cocks stretching me open, filling me, ruining me. I had imagined spreading my legs for one of them… but I couldn’t even wrap my head around taking both. Calvin and Brad taking turns fucking my tight 18-year-old virgin pussy, ripping my holes apart, using me until I was a dripping, cum-filled mess.I was shamelessly rubbing my ass against the backseat of the car the whole ride there, my thighs pressed tight together while Dad drove the short distance to Calvin’s place. My pussy was already soaked, throbbing so hard it was almost painful. Every bump in the road made my swollen clit rub against my soaked panties, sending little sparks of need through me. I kept squeezing my thighs, trying to relieve the ache, but it only made it worse.I remembered when
Aria.My daddy’s best friends fucked me and made me take their cocks as repayment for babysitting me.Calvin and Brad.But I call them Daddy now.Actually, my real daddy made me call them that… and I’m going to share my story with you. About how it all started. About how I can’t get enough of them now. About how my pussy clenches so hard and so violently that ever since they took turns fucking my 18-year-old virgin cunt, my life has never been the same.Occasionally I find my pussy so wet and throbbing that I slide my fingers into my cunt and fuck myself stupid with them. So hard and rough, until I’m writhing on the bathroom floor, screaming their names into my palm, legs shaking, tears running down my face as I beg in broken whispers, “Daddy please… fuck me again…”It was New Year, and Mummy and Daddy thought it was the perfect time to go spend their anniversary trip away in Miami.We were all sitting around the dinner table that evening, the scent of roasted chicken and vegetable







