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"I just want the two of you... Touching me... Kissing me... Fucking me..."
For three days now, I haven't been able to think about anything else but my stepfather Michael and his twin brother Kevin who, separately, deflowered me and each used me hard and without protection.
It's gotten so bad that I can't study in school, even during a test. When the teacher throws me out for thinking I cheated, I go home to curl up in a ball and die. However, when my twin Daddies get home, they let me know just what a brat I've been. When I tell the two of them that I've been thinking of them and me having a threesome, they quickly make me into their little, fertile princess in ways that I never thought possible, and both fill me up at the same time!
This 6000 word story features a confused young girl and her Daddy and Uncle having their way with her. It contains anal sex, double penetration, and a fantastically impregnating double creampie!
"I... I was imagining the two of you," I whispered.
Both men clearly heard me. They looked at each other, then Daddy Mike began to stroke my hair again. "Baby girl, sweet girl, I know we haven't really had a chance to talk about what happened with each of us. It's only natural for you to remember it, to relive it."
I shook my head. "I wasn't remembering, and I wasn't thinking of you two individually. I was daydreaming of the three of us... together."
Daddy Kevin stammered uncomfortably. "Hey now, we-"
"Not the two of you together. Just the two of you, touching me..." I started to writhe just thinking about it. "Kissing me..." I could feel my kisses flushing. "Fucking me."
I looked down. The two of them were sitting there in awkward silence, but Daddy Mike was still touching my hair and Daddy Kevin was still stroking my leg. In fact, I could feel Daddy Mike begin to move against me a little bit. It was turning me on even more.
It was Daddy Kevin that finally spoke up. "What do you think, bro? Should we give her what she wants?"
I could feel Daddy Mike tense a little bit. "I'm not sure..." I was beginning to think that he'd never go for it, but he continued. "I'm not sure we should reward Celeste for failing in class."
"You're right, Mike." Daddy Kevin moved his hand from my leg to my chin, bringing my eyes to meet his. "If we do this for you, do you promise to try extra hard in school from now on, and to not look like your cheating during exams."
"Uh huh," I said quickly, though it came out more like a moan. I felt myself melting in his hands.
Daddy Kevin kept my chin in his hand, looking past me to Daddy Mike. "Now what do you think, bro?"
I heard Daddy Mike chuckle. "You're a big softy, Kevin. Is this how you treat your own daughter?"
Daddy Kevin laughed. "No. I'm about to do something to Celeste that I could never do to little Terra..."
My Two Men of the House 3: Kevin and Michael
Over my head, the large clock over the door ticked and tocked away every agonizingly slow minute that passed. It was situated on a yellowing wall behind me, just above the closed classroom door, so that it was impossible for me to see it without making it obvious. My calculus teacher, Mr. Harper, was a good-looking older man, but he didn’t put up with any crap. If there was even the slightest chance that I could be cheating, I'd bet my ass that he would be all over it.
Now, as every one of the 30 plus students in the class scribbled away at their exams, I struggled to fight the urge to turn around and see when it would all be over. I wasn’t even done with my test, not by a long shot. But I couldn't concentrate. I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened just two days ago. I couldn't help but focus, not on numbers, but instead on how I was no longer a virgin.
I stared down at the page and tapped the bright pink eraser against a messed-up jumble of numbers and symbols that should have meant a lot more to me than they did, torrid thoughts flooding my brain. I thought of Kevin, leaning toward me, making me call him Daddy. I thought about how he had forced me to submit to him, relished in my body, deflowering me. Before he had even finished, Mike had walked in. My actual stepfather, Daddy Mike had forgiven me, taking my body the same way as his brother just had. As I thought of him burying his face into my aching pussy, I began to squirm in my seat.
Both had filled me with their seed, taken my fertile body and inseminated it. That thought bothered me as well, but not nearly as much as it should have. If I were to have a baby, it wouldn't be the end of the world. I knew Daddy Mike would take care of me like he always had.
With a sigh, I lowered my head and closed my eyes. Right away, my sense of hearing heightened, allowing me to hear the steady thumping of my heart. It was getting faster by the moment as I tried in vain to fight back against sprinting out of the room and into the arms of Kevin and Mike. Were they home, talking about the things that they had done to me? Or were they alone, going over every last one of my moans and cries like I was?
Quick, bright flashes of my hot sessions with each one of my Daddies flashed across my darkened vision. But there were other things there, too; things that never actually happened. I pictured myself on the living room floor with both Daddies standing over me, their thick cocks standing over my naked body like guards. Even though I was still glued to the classroom chair beneath me, I could almost feel the tickle of the plush, beige carpet between my shoulder blades and on the back of my thighs as I writhed with animal desire beneath them.
A shudder racked my body and I could hear the pencil in my hand start to crack, but only faintly. It might have been loud but I couldn’t tell. Everything other than the wicked views inside my head came through as if in water. Sounds and sensations were dulled and I stayed there, trapped in my own fantasies.
I thought about Daddy Kevin, who had shown up and so brazenly rocked my world, and imagined him stroking his cock as he looked down at me. And Daddy Mike, his identical twin, who I could see perfectly in my mind, as he did the same on the opposite side of me.
From somewhere deep in the recesses of my mind where rational thoughts still existed, a nagging reminder of the test beneath my sweaty palm started to bring me back to reality. Even so, I rocked forward slightly in my seat and force the seam of my jeans to rub me in just the right way.
If I was ever going to finish the exam, I knew that I needed to get a grip.
"Stop," I ordered myself with a sigh and snapped my eyes open.
The baldness of the older gentleman in front of me helped to quickly put the rising feelings of passion down for the time being, but I wasn’t sure how much longer I could last. I stared at the graying ring of hair on the back of his head and sucked down deep breaths through my clenched teeth. My toes were curled up in my socks and both hands gripped the cold, plastic seat beneath me.
Over the course of a few agonizing seconds, I felt my heart rate
start to slow and the glistening sweat on my brow start to reside. I thought that I had everything under control.
I was wrong.
In what would become the worst move of my academic career, I spun around in my seat without thinking and looked at the clock. Before my loose hair had even settled, the professor’s bellowing voice echoed up through the rows of amphitheater-style seating.
"What do you think you are doing, miss?"
My stomach sank like a rock and I quickly turned back around to face him.
"I’m sorry," I stammered and wrapped my fingers around the chair so tight that my knuckles were a ghostly white. My cheeks were already flush and felt like fire that spread from the top of my collarbones all the way up to my scalp. I already knew that I had made a huge mistake because of the awful thoughts that I couldn’t get out of my head. "I was just-"
"No," Mr. Harper interrupted. "I do not tolerate cheating in my classroom."
If all eyes weren’t already on me, they were by then. All thirty students stared at me with a mix of pity and relief that it wasn’t their ass on the chopping block.
"But I wasn’t-"
Again he cut my words short with his own.
