Be A Good Girl

Daddy chuckled and undid his pants too, letting me stroke him. Mathews slowly pumped in and out of me, making sure I took him down to the base of his cock each time.

I took both of their cocks in my hands, stroking one and sucking on the other, wanting to please them. They were here for me after all.

“Do you like your reward, Kiara?” Daddy asked.

 I nodded my head and pushed Mathews deeper down my throat, closing my eyes to take him.

“Let me see those eyes,” Mathews said.

 My fingers brushed against my clit, sending a wave of pleasure through my body. Oh God. I had been waiting for this for so long.

“Eyes.”

I parted my lips.

“Kiara,” Daddy said. “Open your eyes.”

“But—”

      Daddy sighed deeply through his nose, sat on the bed, and laid me across his thighs. “You know that I don’t like punishing you, princess.” He pulled my hair out of my face and rubbed a hand against my ass.

      “I’m sorry, Daddy.”

“I’m not the only one you need to apologize to,” he said, rubbing my ass gently, like he always did before he punished me.

Mathews placed a finger under my jaw, commanding my attention.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Mathews,” I said, gazing up at him through my lashes.

      Daddy’s hand came down hard on my ass, and I whimpered. Tingles shot through my body, and I pulled my knees closer together.

“I don’t think that was sincere enough,” Mathews said to Daddy.

Daddy slapped my ass harder, his grip on my hair tightening.

“I’m sorry,” I said again, drawing my brows together. Mathews disappeared behind me. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I really am.” Spank. “I won’t do it again.” Spank. “I promise.”

      Mathews cupped his hands under my knees, slid me off of Daddy, and pulled my ass into the air. I put my hands on the bed to steady myself as he poked at my entrance.

“Arch your back,” he said, pushing a hand against the center of my back.

I did as I was told, not wanting to make Daddy more disappointed in me, and waited for Daddy to plunge himself deep inside of me.

When he did, my pussy tightened. I groaned, and Daddy shoved his cock into my mouth, stuffing me full with him.

I gagged on it and pushed him further down my throat, bobbing my head back and forth on his cock until spit was dripping down my chin and tears were welling up in my eyes.

All I wanted was to please this man.

He continued to thrust hard into my throat. “You have to be a good girl, or I’ll have to punish you like this.” He stopped when his cock was all the way down my throat and held me there.

With one hand, he held my neck, pinning me to his dick, and with the other, he squeezed hard on one of my nipples.

I whimpered out on his cock, cheeks flushing and desperate to breathe.

Mathews thrust hard into me from behind, and daddy pushed me down even further. I pressed my hands to his thighs.

Breathe. I needed to breathe. After a couple more moments, he released my head. I gasped for air.

“I’m sorry, Daddy. I won’t do it again.”

He lay back against the bed, and Mathews pulled out of me.

“Then, be a good girl for Daddy and come here.”

He cocked a finger in my direction, and I crawled to him and curled into his side, my back against his chest, like we did every night before bed.

He lifted one of my legs into the air, positioned himself against my entrance, and thrust his big cock into my pussy, filling the empty hole. I could feel every inch of daddy sliding into me and every inch of him pulling out.

      Mathews lay next to me, his hand between my legs, rubbing my clit. He pressed his lips to mine, bit down softly on my lower lip, and made me moan.

Heat rushed to my core, and I curled my toes. Bouncing one of my tits in one hand, Mathews took my other nipple in his mouth and sucked harshly on it.

I must’ve clenched down hard on daddy because he curled his fingers into my hips and continued to thrust harder and harder and harder until he groaned loudly in my ear and released his cum into me.

After a few moments, daddy pulled himself out of me and leaned against the headboard. I lay on his chest and spread my legs, letting him look over my shoulder and watch his cum drip out of me. Mathews crawled over, hard cock in hand.

“Mr. Mathews is going to come inside of you, princess,” daddy said, not giving me any say in the matter.

      He brushed two fingers against my clit and rubbed me gently. I nodded my head, my pussy pulsing with pure excitement.

Mr. Mathews grabbed my feet, holding my legs apart, and pushed himself inside of my pussy, shoving Daddy’s cum deeper into me. He thrust his big cock in and out of my pussy, making it glisten with my juices.

Daddy rubbed my clit harder, and I moaned and leaned back against him.

“You’re doing such a good job, Kiara. Tighten your pussy a little harder for me. Can you do that?” His fingers danced on my clit, and I clenched harder on Mathews.

      Thrusting hard, Mathews rested my thighs on his shoulders and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth. When he bit down, my body jerked up into the air, and I moaned out in ecstasy.

Mathews’s lips parted, and he slowed down, his cum pumping into me too.

He pulled out of me and rolled over onto the bed, chest rising and falling quickly.

Daddy brushed his fingers down my jaw and smiled down at me. “Good girl, Kiara.”

That's all I've always wanted to hear.