0004: Deep-Throating My Daddies — Part 4

MELANIE

Liam’s hand came up to lightly stroke the bottom of my soft lips, his thick thumb tracing the curve of my mouth with a heavy pressure that made my entire jaw tremble. He leaned down, his face closing the final distance, and kissed me.

God, it was everything I had ever imagined during those lonely, excruciating nights in my bedroom, but a thousand times more intense.

I kissed him back instantly, my mouth parting with a desperate gasp as his tongue swept inside, tangling with mine in a deep, wet rhythm. I was completely drowning in the hot, sleek dominance of him.

Liam didn't kiss like a boy; he kissed like a man who took exactly what belonged to him. He bit down hard on my bottom lip, the sharp pinch of his teeth sending a jolt of pain through my system, but before I could even process it, he was softly sucking the lip into his mouth, soothing the sting.

A loud, broken moan escaped my throat at the delicious mixture of both pain and pleasure. It was an intoxicating rush that made my head completely spin.

While his mouth destroyed mine, I felt the thick, heavy ridge of his erection pressing hard right into my stomach through his denim. The solid heat of his manhood sent a violent wave of good chills running straight down my spine, making my knees go completely weak.

I was utterly trapped, pinned against the massive wall of his chest. The sensory overload was double because right behind me, Lucas’s large, tattooed hands slowly began crawling up my sides. His rough palms scraped against the bare skin of my waist, his long fingers squeezing my flesh possessively as the head of his rock-hard cock pressed even deeper into the tight crack of my ass.

The friction of him rubbing against my backside while Liam consumed my mouth was pure torture.

I couldn't help myself. I let out a muffled moan into Liam’s lips as I instinctively grinded my ass back against Lucas’s hard length, seeking relief from the agonizing ache between my thighs.

Liam felt the movement. He growled into my mouth, his large hands gripping my hips with a bruising force, pulling me even closer, shifting my pelvis upward so I could feel the exact size of his own hard-on pressing against my lower belly.

I was sandwiched between two identical, monstrous erections, and the filth of what we were doing in my mother’s living room was enough to send me unraveling.

I let out another broken moan, tearing my mouth away from Liam’s just enough to breathe, and cried out in a soft, needy plea.

"Please... oh my god, please..."

Liam pulled back, his breathing rough and heavy. His hazel eyes had taken on an unrecognizable, dark shade of predatoriness as they locked dead onto mine. He didn't say a word. He just reached down, grabbed the bottom hem of my hot pink crop top, and slowly pulled it up over my head.

His rough knuckles grazed against my hyper-sensitive skin in the process, making every single nerve ending in my torso ignite with fire. Then he tossed the shirt onto the floor.

Before I could even blink, Lucas’s calloused hands were at the waistband of my denim shorts. He unbuttoned them with a swift, practiced flick and worked the fabric down my legs. I lifted my feet one by one, stepping completely out of the shorts and kicking my Crocs aside into a corner of the room.

I was left standing there in nothing but my pink lacy bra and the matching pink lacy thong. The cotton fabric of my underwear was completely damp, thoroughly soaked through with my own hot juice from the anticipation of what was happening.

Liam’s gaze drifted down my body, his eyes darkening even more when he saw the dark, wet stain pooling at the crotch of my panties. He trailed one heavy hand up my inner thigh, and I violently shivered at the touch.

His rough fingers made a literal path of fire upward, my heart racing wildly against my ribs. Without a single second of hesitation, he slid his hand straight into my thong, his thick fingers immediately finding my wet, slick pussy folds.

I let out a loud, high-pitched moan, my back arching completely into Lucas’s hard chest.

Right behind me, I heard Lucas draw in a sharp sucking of air that reverberated through his bones and straight into my spine. He was getting just as turned on by watching his brother pleasure me.

Liam rubbed his fingers slowly against my drenched center, his thumb circling my swollen clit while his middle finger parted my pussy folds, coating himself in my cream. He looked up, his hazel eyes obviously mocking the shit out of me.

"Is this better, Melanie?" he asked, his voice a low, gravelly purr. "Is this better than when you do it yourself in the dark?"

I nodded vigorously, my eyes wide and pleading.

Lucas tsked right behind me, his warm, minty breath fanning the back of my neck, sending goosebumps breaking out across my shoulders.

"She needs to be taught a lesson about using her words, Liam," he murmured darkly.

Liam nodded in agreement. He suddenly curved his long finger upward inside my soaking wet pussy, hitting a spot deep inside that made me jerk violently against him. A sharp gasp tore from my throat.

"You must use your words, Princess," Liam murmured, his finger twitching inside me again, torturing my walls. "Answer me properly."

I gasped, my hands locking onto his massive forearms for balance. "Yes... oh god, yes!"

Liam increased the pressure, his thumb flattening against my clit. "Yes what, Mel?"

I stuttered, my mind completely wiped blank by the pleasure as I stared into his lethal eyes. "Yes... yes, Daddy."

The word had barely left my lips when Liam began to pump his finger deep inside my pussy. He didn't hold back, driving his finger in and out of my slick cunt in a fast, relentless rhythm that drew all sorts of guttural, embarrassing moans from the back of my throat. I was entirely at his mercy, my body shaking with every single stroke.

And just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore, Lucas joined in, making it a dual, overwhelming assault on my senses.

His large, tattooed hand slid down my backside, his rough fingers parting my cheeks. Then I felt the slick wetness of my own pussy juice being smeared over my anal entrance, and then, without any warning, Lucas slowly slid the tip of one thick finger inside my anal opening.

I let out a sharp, choked gasp, my eyes flying open.

The sensation was completely new, incredibly tight, and shockingly intense. Lucas paused, letting my body adjust to the invasion, then he let out a low chuckle against my ear.

He looked over at his brother. "Fuck, Liam... I didn't know the little slut was an anal virgin. She’s completely untouched back here."

I moaned loudly, the sound vibrating in the room as Lucas slowly slid the rest of his long finger all the way in, beginning to move it in a slow, agonizingly perfect stretch. My mind was completely fracturing from the dual penetration.

Liam cupped my burning cheek with his free hand and leaned down to kiss me again, effectively muffling my loud, desperate moans into his mouth.

While his tongue mirrored the rhythm of his hand, he added a second finger into my front, stretching my pussy incredibly wide. My eyes snapped shut as a wave of pure, dizzying pleasure crashed over my brain. I felt completely lightheaded, my control totally shattered.

I knew for a fact that if Lucas’s massive, solid body wasn't supporting me from behind, holding me up against his brother, my knees would have completely buckled and I’d have collapsed right onto the floor.

As Liam continued to ride my pussy with his fingers, pumping faster and faster, I felt the familiar, dangerous coil of heat tightening deep in my lower belly.

I was drawing closer and closer to a shattering climax.

Lucas wasn't taking it easy on me either; his finger was working my tight ass, stretching me, moving in a rhythm that was driving me absolutely insane. I never knew how incredibly pleasurable it was to be finger-fucked anally until this exact moment.

The combination of both entries being filled and stretched was pushing me right over the edge.

I couldn't hold it in for another second. I broke from Liam’s deep kiss, my head tossing back as I screamed out into the living room.

"I’m gonna cum! Oh my god, I’m about to cum!"

Lucas tsked again, his hot, heavy breath grazing the sensitive skin of my neck, causing a swarm of tingling sensations to run straight down my spine.

"It seems our little rebel is such a brat, Liam," he muttered, his finger twitching inside my tight ass. "Thinking she can just take her release without permission."

Liam’s eyes narrowed into a dark, dominant glare. "You won't cum until you’re told to do so, Melanie."

To punish my impatience, Liam began to pound his fingers inside my pussy at a furious speed, his knuckles slamming against my soaking slit, while Lucas also increased the pressure behind me, thrusting his finger deep into my tight rear. I was a complete wreck of broken, high-pitched moans and slick sweat, my head thrashing from side to side.

I didn't think my body could bear the agonizing weight of the pleasure anymore. They were driving me completely wild, stretching me to my absolute limits. I felt my pussy and my anal hole instinctively clenching tighter and tighter around their fingers, my entire body convulsing as the orgasm rushed up to take me—

And then, right at the exact second I was about to explode, Liam pulled his fingers completely out of my pussy, and Lucas followed suit, ripping his finger out of my ass in one swift motion.

I let out a small, incredibly frustrated growl, my body twitching violently as I whimpered at the sudden disconnection.

The emptiness inside me was like a physical ache. I looked up at Liam, my eyes tearful and desperate, begging for the fulfillment that had just been stolen away.

Liam just smirked down at my ruined face, wiping his wet fingers on the corner of my mouth.

"We’re just getting started, Princess," he murmured, his voice rigid and dominant. "And you don't get to cum yet.”