Julia's Daddy (Caught Stripping) Read Free Page B

command.
    “Daddy-“
    “Do you need another spanking?” His angry voice turned her on, but she shook her head.
    With fingers trembling from arousal this time, she tugged her shirt up over her head, tossing it aside.
    “Are you enjoying this?” His voice eased a bit, and she nodded. “You like it when daddy and his friends watch you get naked?”
    She nodded again, working the button of her pants before slipping them off slowly, her ass to the men. She bent, swaying her hips back and forth as she stepped out of the jeans. Tossing them clear, she turned.
    “Come here.” Daddy motioned her with a finger and she complied. “On your knees.”
    She did as she was told. He unzipped his slacks, his impressive cock bursting free. He stroked it a few times, then grabbed the back of her head and pulled her down on it. Shocked, she wrapped her lips around him, enjoying the way his fingers tugged at her hair and the rush of moisture between her thighs.
    He pushed her down hard, and she took a deep breath, trying not to gag. “Baby, do you like Daddy’s cock in your mouth?”
    She nodded, wrapping her fingers around his shaft while focusing on the tip of him. He pulled away, catching her chin in his hand. He tilted her head up so far her neck ached, his eyes shifted back and forth over hers.
    “Lia, have you had sex before?” His stern gaze and flat words warned her not to lie.
    She shook her head no, and he released her.
    “Get on the bed.” He stood, stripping down. Adam and Kyle followed suit, leaving her the least exposed in her pink ruffled bra and panties.
    She crawled up on the bed, icy terror mingling with molten thrill in her blood. Hands clamped on her hips, pulling her back toward the edge of the bed, her ass up, knees under her. Her panties were tugged toward her knees. Her hands fisted the blankets, seeking purchase as heat penetrated the delicate folds between her legs.
    She glanced back, catching her Daddy’s face. His grim expression darkened his face, and she met his glance as he wrenched her back on his cock. She screamed out as he tore through her, the gush of fluid down her thighs startled her.
    Kyle backed up. “Too far for me. I’m out.” He left the room while Julia pressed her face down into the blankets, though the pain faded, replaced by an odd pleasure, the sensation of being filled while still stretching around his large member.
    “Adam, you still game?” Daddy asked his friend.
    “Yep. If I caught mine stripping, I’d expect the same.”
    Julia lifted her head as Adam crawled up toward her. “Up on your hands,” he commanded, and she complied. He thrust his cock near her face and she opened her mouth obligingly.
    Behind her, Daddy slowly withdrew before pressing back in. He pulled almost all the way out again, the sensation sending shock waves of warmth and pleasure through her core. He rammed home, the burst of pain and pleasure overwhelming as she took the length of Adam’s shaft in her mouth.
    Fingers tangled in her hair, pulling painfully. She opened her eyes, catching sight of Adam’s arms pulling her down hard her on him. Releasing him, she glanced over her shoulder at Daddy, who had a handful of her hair as well.
    She moaned.
    The sharp crack of Daddy’s hand on her ass and the resulting pain startled her. “Mouth back on his cock, now.” Daddy nodded toward Adam, and she did as she was told. After a moment, he pulled free, and Adam sat back, cock out of her reach.
    She glanced over at Daddy, her heart slamming, each breath escaping in a quick pant. She whimpered. That’s all? That can’t be all.
    The men traded places. Adam’s hand sprawled across the flesh of her thigh, trailing up with a firm, though gentle pressure that drew a purr from her throat. His fingertips brushed her, and she pushed up on her arms, arching her back like a cat in heat. Daddy unhooked her bra and tossed it aside.
    “Down.” Adam’s hand pressed between her shoulder blades, pushing her chest