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Tituss slid back and out of her grip and then moved around to the other side of the bed. He tugged at her hips, and when she adjusted, she took her hand off my dick and braced both hands on my thighs, gripping them for balance.
“Wider.” Tituss slid a hand down her back, nudged her thighs wider with his knees. His hand disappeared under her, and the moan around my entire dick as it disappeared into the depths of her mouth, her throat, let me know that she gives better when she also gets. “Fucking wet, and no one has even touched you.”
“Keep touching her.” I gathered her hair in one hand and placed it at the back of her head. I let my other hand slip down to touch a breast, tease a nipple. Her eyes flashed upward, and another moan escaped around me.
I looked from her to him and watched him watch himself as he slid into her. She gasped, and I felt the cool air swirl around the flesh of my cock before her heated mouth clamped down on it again. “Do that again.”
Easy for her to comply as Tituss had pulled back and then thrust forward again, rocking her in a new rhythm as she deep throated me. He savored every thrust, which made me realize he was about to turn our whole plan upside down. I pulled out of her mouth and said, “Come here.”
I pulled her forward and away from him. He was not super thrilled about that, but before he asked, I said, “Now turn around. Crawl back over there and swallow his dick.”
She did as she was told, and once she was in place and about to taste herself, I slid the head of my dick to her slick, soft opening and then shifted a hard thrust of hips into her that had her jolting forward. No. This was not about her. Not tonight. It couldn’t be.
“Fuck her, Tituss.” I placed my hands on her hips. “Fuck her like you’re Cass’s Dad.”
Little reminder of why we could not let this woman cloud our judgment with what may, in fact, be a magic pussy because she was perfect around me. I wouldn’t normally fuck a girl this hard the first time, but Harpy did a lot of damage with sex. She needed to know we were capable of that, too.
“You fuck her like that.” He half laughed but nodded.
“I’m about to. She can just call me daddy from now on. Got that, Harpy? Tituss is your popsicle. I’m your daddy.” She did not like any of that at all. The physical pull, the start of her resistance, the reminder that she was very much a violator in her own right was enough for Tituss to get into this.
Chapter Eight
Harpy
It was an assault on my throat and vagina, and I could not find the grip or balance to do anything other than take it. Tituss held my head close enough the only way I was getting away from him was if I bit him. Dane pounded into me without mercy. I hadn’t had sex since the last time I had sex with Tituss, so my body was ill-prepared for this. Still, it craved. Wanted. Even if it hurt.
And it did. Tituss was not as careful about his thrust as he usually was. Because of the uncoordinated jolts, I couldn’t keep my position right and prevent the deep throating from hitting the wrong spots. I was not going to cry for these fuckers. Not again. I hated that my initial reaction was to resist them. I didn’t want to resist them. Up until he told him to fuck me like Cass’s dad, I was having a good time with these two. I was almost certain when Tituss started touching me that they were going to make me the happiest woman on this campus. Give me multiple orgasms. Fuck me until I was sated and blissed out.
The thought of calling anyone daddy… hell, no. My dad would never do anything like that. These guys weren’t old enough to be anyone’s father. That whole sugar daddy thing was ridiculous. What did anyone think was going to happen there? Some wealthy pervert would swoop in and save them because they had young tits? These wouldn’t be perky forever. I knew that. I was reminded of that constantly.
I coughed as the next thrust into my mouth choked me. The cough obviously did something else for him because I heard Tituss say, “Swallow it. Swallow me.” Then he said it, and his timing was perfect because my pussy was a traitor. Despite my actions in an attempt to deny that I liked this, being…overwhelmed…out of control…as Tituss whispered sweetly the word he used to say when he came, my nickname, Harpy, my body clenched up, convulsed. I came in a hard roll of thick pulses around Dane’s cock. They had such well-endowed assets. I felt the heat and liquid shooting into me from both angles.
Filled with their cum, weak from my own orgasm, my arms and legs trembled as they pulled out of me. I wiped my eyes, my nose, my chin. I looked up at my sweet Tituss and started to say something when he said, “See you tomorrow.”
I blinked at him. What? Dane said, “Don’t murder your roommate. Probably want to like…sleep with one eye open or something, right?”
Oh shit. He might be right. I didn’t just…ugh. Why did I do shit like that? I hated her, but I loved her, but I really fucking hated her. “Wha—may—um—”
I turned and looked at them, pulling on bottoms, no tops. So gorgeous. It was easy to sit on the couch and masturbate for them. I only had to think about them doing this to me. Only, in those thoughts, it was a lot more about them making me come rather than that being luck on my part.
“What, Harpy? Spit it out. You have no problem speaking your mind, so what?” Dane was impatient, and I didn’t really understand why.
I frowned at him, glared, and said, “Forget it. I was going to ask if I could stay here, sleep on the couch. I lost my head for a second. That orgasm almost squeezed reality right out of my grasp. I’m not your friend. You.” I looked from him to Tituss. “Aren’t my friends. This was…work, right?” I found my strength and got off the bed. “I’m a glorified prostitute.”
“No. You get paid for the housekeeping, not the sex.” Tituss tilted his head and said, “Which reminds me. You need to clean up the office before you go. Can’t have the couch covered in pussy. We left our plates in there.”
I picked up my ruined t-shirt and said, “I need to grab my backpack.”
“Brought a change of clothes, did you?” Dane kicked up half a smile. “Smart.”
“Thanks, Dad.” I was not so bright after all.
He closed the distance between us, and before I could say another stupid, smart-mouthed word, he was pulling me with him. I yelped as I went flying forward and over his knees as he took a seat on the bed. I was so fucking shocked by the first slap to my ass that I tensed and then tried to get up.
They were both bigger than me by a lot. “Oh, you want to fight that? Fine. Three more.” I put a hand back to cover my butt.
I heard Tituss laughing as he said, “Move your hand. That’s hilarious.”
