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I take the steak from the fork, and I watch Daddy Banks’ eyes get real heavy and hooded, the way they did last night when he was buried inside his good girl. I like when he looks like that.
I only get a few more bites in me before Daddy Rhett is pattin’ on his lap, wanting his turn feeding me. I get off Daddy Banks real careful, because he growls at me to go slow since my pussy is so tight. “If you get off me too quick, Clem, you’re gonna have a river of cum to clean up.” I take my time lifting off, and find Daddy Rhett holding himself out for me, waiting for me to sink down on his achin’ manhood.
The three of my daddies groan all at once as I sink down on Daddy Rhett’s thick erection, almost like they know how good it makes him feel to have his good girl on him like that. He feeds me potatoes, dragging a linen napkin along my lips after each bite. Once he even kisses the traces of potato off my lips, cursin’ at just how much he wants to fill me up this way.
But before long, Daddy Holden is pattin’ his lap and wantin’ his turn keeping his fat cock warm and snug inside me as he feeds me. Only, I’ve already eaten a full steak and plenty of potatoes, so when I sink down on his bright red, throbbin’ member, he gives me sips of beer. I’ve never had beer till now but the cold carbonation offsets the fiery need in my drippin’, spread cunt, andmy word,it tastes mighty good.
Or maybe everything just seems mighty fine now that I have three Daddies to take care of me.
After supper is over, my full belly makes me brave, and when I carefully get off of Daddy Holden, I stand in the kitchen and tell them what their girl wants. Because they’d give me anything I want, wouldn't they? After all, that’s what Daddy Perry Praise did– spoiled me rotten.
“Daddies,” I start, twining my fingers together all nervous like. “I keep thinkin’ about how good the three of you felt inside me, and I want lots more of that, lots,” I admit. “But… I keep wondering… all that warmth felt so good inside me… what would it feel like… all over me?”
Daddy Rhett chokes on his sip of beer, and Daddies Holden and Banks just start grinnin’ ear to ear. “My oh my, our Sweet Clementine ain’t just a good girl, but she’s wantin’ to be a messy one, too.”
There I go, bitin’ my bottom lip again. Nodding, pushing chestnut hair off my face, I grin. “Get me dirty Daddies, please.”
ChapterEleven
We’re back in front of the hearth, and we’re all back to being in our birthday suits. Something tells me now that my three Daddies are here to stay, we won’t be wearin’ much clothes. But I like that. I like seeing when I’m making them feel good, when those thick trunks between their thighs fatten for me, when the tip glistens for me–oh my does it get me going!
“Tell us how you wanna get messy, sweet thing,” Daddy Banks growls, pumpin’ his fist real fast, as fast as he worked on Daddy’s car in the pit.
I bite back my shyness, because I know these three men wouldn’t do a thing to make me feel silly about what I need. “I really liked suckin’ on you this morning,” I admit, facing Daddy Banks. “I’d love to suck on all of ‘em,” I say, my mouth watering at the mention.
“Oh we figured as much,” Daddy Rhett chuckles, the deep timbre of his commanding voice rattling around between my legs. “Where do you want the mess, sugar?”
I get on my knees, the warm fire licking at my back, and fill my palms with Daddy Rhett and Daddy Banks as Daddy Holden grips his monster at the base, bringin’ to my lips. Before he pushes in, I tell them exactly what I’m cravin’.
“I want it on my lips and face, and I wanna keep all that mess on me until everyone gets a turn.” I lick my lips because they are tingling at just the idea of all three of my Daddies painting my face with their hot, white cream. And I know all that goodness is meant to go inside me and make me a mama, but I can’t help but wantin’ to feel it everywhere.
“Hot damn, Clem, just the idea of it has me on the brink,” Daddy Holden says, a pained look on his face. He’s telllin’ the truth; he’s oozing and achin’, about to burst. I bring my mouth to his tip, and start lickin’ up all that sweetness he’s leakin’ for me. My hands are still working my other two Daddies as Holden fishes his hand through my hair, forcing my throat to take every hot inch. I cough but stay put, loving the way he thrums and pulses in my throat, fighting the urge to spill.
“Ahh, darlin’, your throat is just as tight and wet as your sweet pussy,” he keens, the blunt tips of his fingers pushing hard into my head. His guidance feels good, and the other hot, hard cocks in my palms feel mighty good, too. In fact, I’m not even rubbing on myself but still, the electric pressure is building on its own.
I blink up at Daddy Holden, finding his neck all full of strain, the same way he looks when he’s lifting a heavy tire on the track. His spine goes real rigid and on my tongue, his cock gets as hard as a nail.
“Oh boy, Clem, close those eyes and get ready, Holden’s ‘bout to roar,” Daddy Rhett bellows as I pump him, the veins on his shaft bumpy and purple. I blink over at Daddy Banks, jerking his hips so I pump his cock even faster. “Oh yeah, sweet thing, I’ve seen that look before. Get ready, he’s gonna make you our canvas,” Daddy Banks says, sweat drippin’ from his brow as his cock slides through my sticky palm.
“Clem!” Daddy Holden hollers, and then he’s out of my mouth, pressing that pink and purple slick head to my chin. He groans, and that heavy sack between his thighs pulls up tight as he let’s go. “Tip ya head back, sugar,” he groans, and I do just in time for the first rope of white heat to streak my face, gettin’ in my hair even. Then another, and another, and after many curses about what a damn good girl I am, my face is coated in Daddy Holden’s warm seed.
I fight the urge to lick my lips, because when I finally do, I wanna taste all three of my Daddies at once. Holden comes behind me, grabbin’ my head to face Rhett. “Keep strokin’ Banks,” he commands as Daddy Rhett’s slick, engorged cockhead comes to my lips. I open up and suck him in, letting him delve deep into my throat for a few passes before he’s eruptin’ on my face, too.
“Oh goddamn, Clementine,” he howls, pumpin’ his cock, streams of seed barrelin’ over my face, drippin’ down my chin, marking my breasts, too. I love how Daddy Holden holds me there and how Daddy Rhett praises me for takin’ it all so well.
Before I know it, Daddy Banks is in my mouth, the saltiness of the other two smearin’ up my tongue as he drives that fat monster deep in my throat. I blink, realizing that Daddy Rhett is pumpin’ Daddy Banks for him! And Banks is fondlin’ my breasts. My cunt clenches at the sight of one of my Daddies touchin’ the other, and with the other holdin’ my head so I don’t miss a drop– I think I might have an orgasm right here and now!
“Here he comes, here he comes!” Daddy Rhett shouts, and then Daddy Banks is pressing his dark slit to my lips, shooting rope after rope of thick white cum all over my already coated face. Hearing the noises my Daddies make when they give me their cum gets me so hot and bothered, but pairing that with them helping each other give me what I want?
“Daddies!” I moan, my pussy explodin’ with need, ripplin’ with pleasure. When they realize them cummin’ on me has me cummin’, they fall to their knees and drive fingers up inside me, each one of them gunnin’ me just like they did this morning.
“Feel that cunt cummin’ from takin’ our loads,” one of them says, but my eyes are closed, my head is back, and I’m enjoyin’ that warm mess on my face while they work my pussy, bringing me to another quick orgasm.
“She’s cummin’ again, boys, feel that? Feel that tight little pussy milkin’ our fingers,” another says, making my nipples ache and my tummy flutter.
“There ya go, sweet thing, let that pussy feel real good for your Daddies. You’re such a good, dirty girl.”
I cum so hard my spine goes wobbly, and just when I think I’m gonna topple over from the pleasure, I’m scooped up and taken to the bathroom, where all three of my Daddies stand proudly before me. Sitting on the edge of the sink, I look at them.
