0005: Deep-Throating My Daddies — Part 5

MELANIE

Shoving me roughly down onto my knees, Lucas smirked down at me, lifting his dark, perfectly arched brows as he towered over my trembling form.

The hardwood floor bit unapologetically into my bare knees, but I barely even felt it. My entire focus was completely locked on what was happening right in front of my face—the sweet sexual debauchery.

I swallowed nervously, my eyes widening as I looked at my stepuncle’s thick, hard, veiny cock pointing straight toward me like a dangerous weapon. One I wouldn't mind wielding regardless of how destructive it looked.

Lucas fisted the base of his length, his large hand barely even wrapping all the way around the massive, heavy length of his shaft. The sheer size of him was terrifying. It was like a brutal wall of thick muscle and throbbing heat. I really couldn't tell who was bigger—Liam or Lucas?

Before I could even process the thought of carrying out a comparison on their cock, Liam inched closer too, stepping right into my field of vision. He must have sensed that I was giving his brother all the attention.

Liam's cock was still very much hard and erect, pulsing with a dangerous, heavy life of its own. The cap of his manhood had turned into a very dark, hot shade of pink from the intense arousal. Hard veins mapped his erect cock from the base to the ridge like some exclusive work of art. Thick, clear, juicy precum was dripping visibly from the tip, hanging there like some sort of tasty, forbidden invitation that I just couldn't say no to.

I gulped nervously again, my throat bobbing up in a hard, swallowing motion as my mouth suddenly flooded with saliva.

Even though I hadn't taken him into my mouth yet, I could already practically taste the salty juice of him. The musky scent he was giving off radiated in the small space between us, setting my entire nerves on fire. The sheer excitement of being on my knees before them like some little girl that was about to get punished was making my desperate pussy clench around absolutely nothing.

I was beginning to ache again from afresh. This time, it was a deeper, heavy throb centering right between my thighs. My pussy was clenching and unclenching around nothing. My heart was picking up a fast, deafening pace against my ribs.

I bit the bottom of my lip, a soft gasp escaping me as Lucas turned his head toward Liam. He let out a low, wicked chuckle, his hand slowly stroking his own massive length.

"Hey, Liam," Lucas murmured, his voice a gravelly purr. "You think the little brat is even gonna be able to handle the both of us? Look at her. She’s already shaking like a leaf."

I didn't even wait for Liam to answer. I nodded my head vigorously, swallowing excitedly as the words spilled out of my mouth.

"Yes... yes, I can. Please, let me."

Liam chuckled darkly, the deep sound vibrating right in his chest. He inched even closer, his heavy thighs framing my face until the swollen, weeping tip of his cock was almost touching the bridge of my nose. The heat coming off him was suffocating.

He reached down with his large, calloused hand, his thick fingers gripping my jawline in a bruising, tight hold, lifting my face up so our eyes were completely locked in a heated stare.

The look I saw in those beautiful, intense hazel eyes was pure, predatory heat. It was a dark, ruthless hunger that was so vivid and clear as day, completely stripping away any remaining trace of the stepfather he was supposed to be.

"Look at you," Liam growled in a gravelly, dominant voice, his thumb pressing hard into the side of my chin. "You’re so fucking eager to please, huh? You're nothing but a little slut starving for her step daddy's cock."

Before I could even utter a response, Lucas reached down from beside his brother and pinched my right nipple hard. The sudden, sharp twist of his calloused fingers caused me to jump in excitement, a high-pitched moan tearing uncontrollably from my throat.

He smirked darkly like the monster he was as he rolled the hard, aching bud tightly between his thumb and forefinger. He was smirking down at the way my back arched instantly under his possessive touch.

Liam’s grip on my jaw tightened, forcing me to keep my eyes locked onto his own hard and commanding stare.

"Now let's see how much of a real man you can actually take, Princess," he said, his voice dropping into a deep, completely unyielding, commanding tone. "Open."

I obeyed him immediately. My lips parted wide, my lower jaw dropping low as I excitedly waited for my stepfather’s massive cock to finally fill my mouth. I was completely desperate for the taste of him, the feel of him, my tongue resting flat against my bottom teeth.

Liam didn't rush it. He took his time, slowly stroking the entire length of his shaft right in front of my face like he had all the time in the world. His hand moved expertly, causing the already stiff cock to become even stiffer, the veins bulging aggressively along the skin while the heavy head became even more swollen and dark.

Then, instead of thrusting straight in, he leaned forward and slapped the swollen, wet head of his cock directly against my bottom lip.

The heavy slap of his flesh against mine made my stomach do a violent flip, and I instinctively thrust out my tongue, desperately licking at the small amount of pre-cum and slick skin he allowed me to have.

Lucas chuckled darkly from above me, his eyes scanning my ruined face as he continued to stroke his own massive length.

"Fuck, Liam," Lucas muttered, his voice dripping with wicked amusement. "Stephanie has absolutely no fucking idea what sort of a dirty little slut she’s been breeding right under her roof all these years, does she?"