Bundle of Angel Page 3

  “I said…” He slaps my pussy and I scream, arch my back at the pleasure and pain he gives me. “Tell your uncle why you’re being such a bad girl.”

  I whimper, but do as he asks. “Because I want him to fuck me, Daddy.” Daddy goes back to stroking me and I focus my gaze on Domani. “I want you to fuck me, Uncle Domani. Hard and deep. Daddy says I can, and you have such a big cock. Don’t you want me, uncle?” He rubs a hand across the bulge in his slacks, and I know I’m close to winning him over.

  I’ve been pretty passive on Daddy’s lap up until now, arms at my sides and I’m gripping Luca’s outer thighs. I move, adjust my hands so one rests on my breast, pinch the nipple and knead the flesh. The other hand is even naughtier. I brush my daddy’s hand out of the way and slip a finger between my lower lips, tease my hole and then bring that digit up to circle my clit.

  “Please, uncle? I just want you to play with me. If you won’t fuck me, will you give my pussy a kiss?” I nibble my lower lip, pout, give a throaty moan.

  I watch as he squeezes that nice cloth-covered cock and I know he’s close to giving in.

  Daddy adds his own two cents, nudging his brother along. “You’ve wanted her since you laid eyes on her, Dom. I’m handing her over on a platter. My little Angel has the sweetest pussy you’ve ever tasted.”

  I seek out some of my cream, gather a bit and then bring my finger to my mouth, lick it clean, savor the taste of my own cunt and moan. “It really is, Uncle Domani.”

  He looks tormented, wanting and needing, legs spread wide while he strokes his cock.

  “Luca…” he moans.

  I counter his moan with one of my own. “Please, Uncle Domani.”

  That breaks the wall. He rolls to his feet and crosses the space between us in a moment, drops to his knees before me and presses my legs even wider. “Hold her.”

  His voice is no more than a growl, a demand, and my pussy grows wetter at his tone.

  Blunt fingers part my slit, slither up and down from hole to clit and back again before he slips them between his lips, sucks them clean. “Yeah, fucking sweet cunt.”

  “Lick that pussy, Dom.” Daddy rocks his hips beneath my ass, and I relish in the feeling of being caught between the brothers.

  Then that tongue is there, rubbing my little bundle of nerves and sending slivers of pleasure radiating through my body. Uncle Domani is holding my legs wide, fingers digging into my flesh. He circles my clit, round and round, but not giving me enough to take me beyond a nice little buzz.

  Luca whispers in my ear as his brother tastes me. “Is your uncle eating that pussy? Is he going to fuck that little cunt of yours?”

  I bring my hands to my breasts, pinch and roll my nipples, but keep my gaze focused on Domani. “He’s eating me so good, Daddy. I want him to shove that cock in me. Give it to me hard.”

  “Cause you’re a dirty little slut, aren’t you?”

  “Fuck, Daddy, I’m a whore, your whore.” Uncle is still eating me, licking and nibbling, moaning against my pussy.

  Domani releases one of my thighs, and I dig my heel into his upper back, force him closer, but freeze when fingers are thrust into my pussy, stretch me and rub those sensitive places inside my cunt. “Fuck, Uncle Domani!”

  “Yeah, he’s spreading that hole, isn’t he, Angel?”

  Yeah, yeah, yeah, he is. He flicks my clit, rapid strokes with that talented tongue and his fingers are curled inside me, rubbing my g-spot, and I feel myself growing wetter and wetter. My pussy is spasming, rhythmically clenching and tightening around my Uncle Domani’s fingers, trying to pull him deeper. I want him to fucking crawl inside me, give me that pleasure twenty-four hours a day.

  Uncle lifts his mouth, fingers pumping in and out of my hole while his gaze remains locked on mine. “You’ve got a pretty little pussy, Angelica. Gonna fuck this hole, use you. You want to be used, sweetheart?”

  He places his thumb over my clit, tiny, quick circles pushing my orgasm closer, and I move against him, work with his fucking motion, pinch my titties and relish in the pain. “Yeah. Want to be your cum-slut. Want to take it all. Fuck me, Uncle Domani. I’m a bad little girl.”

  Domani lifts his hand and slaps my pussy, the resounding smack echoing in the large room. “Bad girls get spanked.” He slaps me again, palm against flesh. “You’re a bad.” Slap. “Bad.” Smack. “Girl.”

  Luca can’t be left out. “You are a nasty little slut. Letting her uncle and daddy fuck her.”

  “Fuck!” I bite my lip, writhe against the cock digging into my back, the mouth and fingers just touching me in all the right places.

  My orgasm is approaching, their words and touches driving it closer with each passing second. Pleasure and pain are moving in harmony, easing me toward the edge. It’s traveling, slinking along my spine and I don’t seem to have control over my body, my limbs, my life.

  The bite, the ache of his blows, is nearly overwhelming. I want to push him away, pull him closer. I just…I want.

  “Come on my hand, Angelica. Come and I’ll fuck you.”

  Oh fuck, fuck, fuck. It’s there. He sucks hard on my clit and follows it with a sharp slap, fingers pushing and rubbing on my g-spot until all I can do is arch my back and scream. Every muscle is tense, hard, and it’s as if my whole body is holding its breath. Waiting on the edge.

  Then I’m screaming their names. Domani’s. Daddy’s. Waves of pleasure are pouring through me, a hurricane just seeming to flow over my muscles, in my veins. I can’t breathe, the world standing still around me.

  And Uncle Domani doesn’t stop. Doesn’t quit his movements, his torment. I’m high, body responding to every touch, unable to do anything but feel the bliss as it rolls from head to toe and back again.

  It strikes like lightning, another orgasm rushing like a freight train, demolishing any hope of living long enough to get fucked by my two men.

  “Daddy!” I scream and then devolve into sobs, begging, babbling. “Please, no, uncle. Uncle.”

  Daddy chuckles, I feel the rise and fall against my back. “Ease up, Dom, she’s called ‘Uncle’. Let’s have dinner and give her a break.”

  Thank. Fucking. God.

  * * *

  Dinner had never been so…interesting.

  I was forced to eat in the nude.

  Fine.

  The lasagna was a hit.

  Awesome.

  The garlic bread was delicious.

  After being dipped in my cunt.

  Apparently pussy juice went great with garlic bread.

  Of course by the time we were done, I was ready for cock. Bread just didn’t seem to cut it.

  And I’m done waiting.

  Table cleared, dishes soaking, I snag a strip of condoms I’d stashed earlier in the day and head toward the living room—Daddy and Uncle Domani enjoying an after dinner drink.

  I don’t wait, don’t hesitate, don’t ask for permission. I simply walk over to my uncle as he relaxes on the couch and straddle his lap, string of protection resting on the cushion beside him.

  Somehow his drink disappears and he wraps his arms around me, pulls me close and kisses me. No, he devours me. He tangles his tongue with mine, and I savor the taste of his bourbon, the inherent flavor of him.

  His dick hardens between my legs, the ridge of his cock lines up with my wanting pussy, and I writhe against him, take what pleasure I can from the contact. I’ve been achy, needy, since he’d gone down on me and it’d only gotten worse during dinner. That had all been foreplay. I’m ready for the main event.

  Uncle’s hands roam, pet, tease and torment me. It feels as if he’s everywhere, kneading my ass, stroking my back, pinching my nipples and tapping at my back hole. All the while those lips are on mine, seducing me with his skin.

  He wrenches his mouth away, lips a hairsbreadth from mine, and we share our breath, the very essence of life. His hands are now guiding my hips, rocking back and forth over his shaft.

  Domani’s voice is soft, yet d
ominating when he speaks against my mouth. “Wanna fuck you, little girl.”

  “Is that what you want, Angel? Want Daddy to let your uncle fuck you? Only dirty girls get fucked by their uncles.” Luca interrupts our play, and it’s as if another wave of heat and pleasure are poured over me.

  “Uncle Domani, I’m so naughty.” I whisper it, but I know my daddy hears, because suddenly an open condom is shoved into my hand. I turn toward my daddy and find him kneeling on the couch, his slacks undone and cock exposed.

  “Fuck him and suck me like the dirty slut you are. We’re going to use your holes.” God, Daddy makes me feel like such a bad girl. I fucking love it.

  My cunt tightens in anticipation, more than ready. I ease back on Domani’s lap and have him free within moments, the latex covering that thick cock I’ve been fantasizing about. He’s cut, long and will fill me so well.

  One hand on Uncle Domani’s shoulder, I rise and place his cockhead at my opening, coat it in my juices and then ease down, little by little.

  “Oh, Daddy, he’s so big. It’s too much, Daddy.” I whine, biting my lip as he stretches me even more than Luca.

  “Take that dick for Daddy, sweetheart.”

  I nod, sink lower, more and more disappearing into my cunt. At some point, that pleasure morphs and spins into pure bliss.

  Domani grips my hips, helps slide me along his shaft until I’ve got him in me, filling me, stoking those fires that had been momentarily banked during dinner.

  I rise and fall over his cock, find a sweet rhythm that gives us both those fan-fucking-tastic feelings. I close my eyes, vary my movements. Rocking, circling, up and down. It changes as I try to find that perfect pace that will give us the most pleasure. I settle for a small rock, uncle’s thumb circling my clit, and my pussy responds, clenching around his shaft.

  A hand knotted in my hair, pulling tight against my scalp, yanks my bit of rising joy and tosses it even higher. Daddy forces my head to turn toward his cock, slips that shaft between my lips, and I suck him in, savor the salty flavor of his pre-cum, moan around him.

  “Suck Daddy’s cock. Fuck your uncle. Dirty slut.”

  I whimper, eyes closed, doing as he demands.

  The fucking, the sucking, the tweaking and teasing. It’s adding up, my arousal feeding off of theirs. It’s good and very, very bad at the same time.

  I am a very bad girl.

  I hope I’ll get a nice spanking later.

  Uncle Domani is making me go faster, forcing me to bounce on his dick while I keep Daddy in my mouth. I can’t keep back my sounds, the whimpers, moans and whines escape, muffled only by the dick I’ve got my lips wrapped around.

  Then the bliss I’ve been chasing is shoved close, right against my breast and wheedles its way deep inside me.

  Uncle Domani starts demanding, growling and commanding. “Take that cock, Angelica.” He pinches my nipple, stars bursting behind my eyes, and that’s quickly followed by lava flows of bliss coursing through my veins. “I’m using that fucking cunt. Take that fat cock.”

  It’s there, riding the line between pleasure and pain and I can’t wait for the lightning shards of euphoria to hit me.

  Up and down, Uncle Domani is making me go faster and faster now, his breath coming in harsh pants, grip tightening, guiding me while still giving me the touches and shoves to orgasm I need. It’s creeping and crawling, dragging me to the edge.

  Daddy is using my face, using me like his little cum-slut and I love it, love him. I want his hot cum in my mouth. I want to swallow every drop.

  They’re both growling, grunting as they use me.

  “Suck that cock.”

  “Take it, little girl.”

  “Fucking cock whore.”

  They’re giving me what I need, what I crave and can’t live without.

  Another breath passes, another… My pussy is clenching around Uncle Domani’s cock, tightening and releasing, shudders racking my body as they take their own pleasure from me.

  Daddy is the first to succumb to my talents. “Gonna fucking come. Come all over that face.” He pulls free of my mouth and jerks his cock a few times before he’s bathing me in his cum, spurts of his white cream showering my chest and neck with his creamy liquid. Giving me a pretty pearl necklace.

  My uncle quickly follows, slamming into me from below in a series of sharp thrusts as he screams through his orgasm. Again and again and again. Dragging out my release until I feel as if I’m in a constant state of coming. He seals himself against me, tense and embedded deep in my spasming pussy, cock throbbing in my cunt.

  “Yeah, yeah, yeah…”

  After several heartbeats, he relaxes beneath me, breathing heavy, sweat beading his brow. “Fuck, Angel. That was one hot fuck.”

  I lick my lips, taste of my daddy still lingering. He rubs his thumb over my chin. “Yes, it was. And it’s not over yet.” He leans down, gives me a gentle kiss and then straightens. “Go get clean, Angel and take care of the dishes.”

  “Oh.” I open my eyes wide, suddenly remember the lasagna that’s probably stuck to the pan and will need to soak. I hop off Uncle Domani’s lap, earning a moan in response and I lean over him, give him a quick peck. “Sorry, Uncle Domani. I’ll make it better later.”

  I give Daddy a deeper kiss, lean close and slip my tongue between his lips, gather his flavor and hold it close before I pull away. “Thank you, Daddy,” I whisper before I dash off.

  Gotta get clean and prepare for whatever surprises “later” might hold.

  * * *

  Once I’m done with cleaning, I find both Luca and Domani chatting in the dining room, sipping what’s left of their wine, smiling and discussing business.

  They’re definitely not fucking me.

  Which is the point of tonight.

  “Ahem.”

  They keep talking.

  “Excuse me.” I prop my hands on my hips, foot tapping on the tile.

  Still sipping.

  Damn it.

  I cough twice. Loud and long.

  Two sets of male eyes focus on me and they each have a single brow quirked. They’re like a weird set of twins, both looking me over with a hint of displeasure at being interrupted.

  But, hello? Naked girl with several holes ready to be filled here.

  “Did you need something, baby?”

  I wave my hands, gesturing up and down my body. “Yeah. Perky breasts, tight pussy and ass. Just ready for the taking here.”

  The two men exchange a look before they rise in unison. They’re both still dressed, only their jackets tossed aside, and they look so freaking hot in what’s left of their suits. All trim and cut to form to their bodies, accentuating the lines of their muscles.

  And all for me.

  I’m at one end of the table and they’re at the other, each taking a different side in an effort to get to me. The look in their eyes isn’t really lust right now, it’s a promise with a hint of warning.

  Maybe I should have let them finish talking.

  I back up a step and they move forward. Then it’s one step forward and two back, but their larger stride is still getting them closer to me.

  “Um…”

  “You better run, little girl,” Uncle Domani growls at me and I spin on my heel, dash toward the bedroom, a scream and giggle on my lips.

  “No, no, no…” I laugh and round the corner and race up the stairs, dashing toward the master bedroom.

  Luca is dogging my steps, uncle cursing and laughing right behind him. I burst into the room out of breath, and stop when I reach the bed, crawl to the other side to face them, smiling wide.

  “No, baby, that wasn’t very nice, making the old men run like that. You’ll have to be punished.”

  I shake my head, run my tongue along my lower lip. “No, Daddy. You wouldn’t.”

  Domani and Luca share a look, both men tugging at their ties. Once again, they split their approach. Daddy heads over the bed while Uncle Domani comes around the end. I’m st
uck.

  Happily.

  Anticipation is pounding through my veins, pussy prepping itself to be filled, fucked hard and left exhausted. My nipples harden, tingle and I’m really starting to enjoy this game.

  Uncle Domani has his tie in his hands, Luca exactly the same. He didn’t crawl over the bed and to my side as I’d anticipated. No, he’s waiting in the middle of the mattress on his knees.

  “Uncle Domani…” I put out a hand to stay him, trying to fight my smile, sound stern.

  “No.” He shakes his head. “Impatient little girls don’t get to make new rules, Angel.”

  I can run into Dom’s arms or Luca’s, but I know it’ll all end in unimaginable pleasure either way.

  I dart toward Uncle Domani, pretend I’m trying to get around him, but get caught up in his arms, large hands grabbing me and then he’s working me toward the bed. My screams war with their grunts when I kick and fight them each step, loving this new side to our sex life. Then my arms are above my head, silk ties holding my wrists to the wrought-iron headboard.

  And now I’m their captive.

  We’re all breathing hard when they finally move away, stand on either side of the bed, lust-filled eyes staring at my body.

  “Whew.” Daddy blew out a breath. “See what I’m dealing with? I told you I need help to keep her tamed.” He winks at me, and I giggle, open my legs and make sure my knees are bent, enticing. I nibble my lower lip, flutter my lashes and moan.

  “You are a naughty one, aren’t you?”

  I laugh. “Yes, Uncle Domani. Don’t naughty girls get their asses fucked? Or their mouths?” I’ve got enough play with the silk ties I’m able to flip over onto my knees, grip the metal bars and wiggle my behind. “I’m ready for my punishment, Uncle Domani.” I rock my hips, hump the air, press my legs together so my little clitty gets some attention.

  “Fuck, are you sure, Luca? That is one hot ass.” I look over, find him to my right, nude and his thick cock is hard and ready. He palms his dick, strokes it from root to tip and a drop of pre-cum forms along the slit. He’s teasing me. I ache to taste him. I’ve got so many holes and so few dicks.