Daddy's Indebtedness: Part 4
All individuals participating in this story are of legal age.
For context, it's crucial to mention that in previous installments, I've revealed my husband (whom I call "Daddy") has allowed his brother (referred to as "Uncle Brian") to use my body for his sexual gratification on a daily basis while his wife is away, tending to her mother in Romania. I've accepted these occurrences and even find delight in them. Additionally, I have a 'babysitter' named Wanda who is tasked with overseeing me in my husband's absence. This lady is a caretaker he hired particularly for the sake of humiliating me by highlighting my inability to take care of myself independently. This is the narrative so far.
"Where is she?!," exclaims Brian with increasing irritation.
"Tranquilize, Brian!" I respond calmly. "She's just thanking Wanda. Since I got home a tad late today, we had to postpone the gratitude session until after Wanda finished what she was doing. It'll wrap up shortly, I promise."
"I'm not waiting!" Brian decries in frustration.
Unperturbed, Brian barges into the room where Wanda and I are privately 'thanking' each other. He rudely interrupts our passionate moments, confusing me as I cannot stop licking Wanda's clit to answer his question and halt him.
Daddy gracefully follows behind him and, with a resigned expression, permits Brian to continue as he aspires.
Suddenly, I feel Brian's hefty member sliding into my anus as he presses hard against me, slapping my vagina with each thrust. Meanwhile, I carry on licking Wanda's pussy and twisting her nipples, which I know she favors.
Uncle Brian is merciless in his treatment of me, often belittling me with harsh words during sex. Unsurprisingly, today is no exception. He remarks, "Gosh, squirt! There's something about this well-used asshole. You're going to spend the next week with a lingering reminder of my cock up your ass!", while slamming himself into me deliciously hard.
As I struggle to maintain control over my tongue and tonguing Wanda's clit, I manage to steal glimpses of Daddy's face. Observing his enjoyment during this process excites me since it suggests a more intimate, personal reward is in store.
"My God, your asshole has tightened! I'm unleashing a century's worth of pent-up tension into this little slut", says Brian rudely, referring to using me for his benefit.
Wanda's cooing signals her impending climax, "Keep it up, sweetheart. Just the way you're working my clit. I'm just on the verge of cumming."
The unusual experience of simultaneously attending to two women during sex is proving to be quite thrilling. I desperately want to please both my sleazy brother-in-law and the desperate beast he truly is, as well as Wanda who appears to be enjoying the exhibitionism.
"So fucking tight! This demeaning asshole is everything I needed right now!", Brian declares as he remains relentless in his pursuit of his own pleasure.
Shoulder to shoulder, Wanda's orgasm unfolds. Her arousal vicariously induces mine, as well. These sequences are strikingly enjoyable and confoundingly arousing despite their narrative cruelty.
"Gotta admit," mentioned Brian, "the sight of my dick forcefully penetrating your butt while your tongue pleases my wife is fucking hot!"
This elicited a surge of arousal in me because I knew that after Wanda and Brian achieve mutual bliss, ceremoniously succumbing to my climax, I'd enjoy a private moment of ecstasy with my husband. The absence of his wife would determine if this night provided me with exclusive intimacy.
I've never experienced Candy before. She and I have stolen some glances and touched each other's breasts out of curiosity, but we've never explored each other's private areas. I wonder if she waxes! What if she has a bush? What if she doesn't want me going down there? What if she does? I have so many inquiries I want to seek answers from Dad, but my mouth is occupied, and he's over in the rocking chair relishing watching these individuals getting off on me.
Wanda's undulating hips draw my attention back and I realize she's about to climax. I make sure to press my tongue in the manner she prefers and then withdraw one of my hands from her breasts to insert my pinky into her butt. She adores when I do that. I wet my pinky with the wetness of her vagina and slide it in, pressing it toward my face, and Wanda erupts. She explodes harder than I've ever seen before. I jot down a mental note to question Dad about this later. Wanda is a lesbian, so I realize she enjoys me licking her, but if she's gay, why is she climaxing harder than ever before with a man's penis pounding my rectum while I lick her? I would assume Uncle Brian ruining her sexual favor would have enraged her. Not at all. Just horny. But then again, who am I to judge? One person's release has now taken place. If Uncle Brian would quickly climax, I could finally indulge in my own. But he's busy ramming my butt so severely, I'm not sure if it'll function properly ever again.
"Well done, doll," Wanda says as she unwinds her legs from my head and shoulders. "Getting to know you better every day!"
Now I lack any breasts to squeeze to ease my distress during the rape of my ass.
"So your face is now free," Brian growls, seizing my hair at the nape of my neck and yanking it back forcefully, causing me to arch in a way that benefits him delving even deeper. I didn't even think it was possible to go any deeper! "There we go, slut! Take it! Take my fat cock. We all know how much you crave it."
Now without my focus on Wanda's clit, the pain intensifies, and I start crying.
"Is someone weeping like a little baby?," Brian smirks. "Is my cock hurting you, whore? I know you're a masochist. You're not fooling me with your tears. Now shut up and take it."
This continues for some time before Brian finally releases his load in my rectum. He claims my hips and draws my entire body into his, forcing his cock as far as it'll go and holds it there as he breathes out sounds of satisfaction. I must remain motionless no matter the agony.
When he withdraws, he smacks my butt, "Ahhhh," he exhales. "That was flawless. See you tomorrow, spunk shooter!" And then he departs, leaving me sobbing in the remnants Wanda left behind.
Dad rushes over to me and embraces me, wiping my tears and licking them from His thumbs, congratulating me on my actions.
"Daddy, I have a myriad of queries, but could I first enjoy my own climaxes?," I plead.
Dad laughs and says, "Certainly, princess. You may enjoy as many climaxes as you desire. However, after the show I just witnessed, I cannot promise to last as long as usual."
I inform Him, "That's okay, Daddy. I can orgasm quickly and in abundance because I have an abundance of desire and neediness below."
Dad continues to comfort me and kiss me, assuring me while thrusting into my wet pussy. He thunders deeply and firmly, the way he enjoys, and then starts pinching my nipples. I achieve climax after climax for a considerable amount of time until he can no longer endure. He fills me with his semen.
After we catch our breath and have more embraces, I initiate questions about what occurred at this event.
Read also:
- My Close Friend, a Female, Fondled Me
- A Stepmother's Varied Testimony: Volume 3
- Listening to Their Groans: The Complete Narrative
- Slim, Youthful, and Well-Endowed in Part 2
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