Cum inside me, Daddy: A COLLECTION OF RAW EROTICA

Mom had been dating Victor for six months when he and his son Jamal moved in. Victor was forty-five, tall and thick from years of gym time, dark skin, short beard, always in tight shirts that showed off his broad chest and arms.

Jamal was twenty-two, leaner but just as built, dreads loose down his back, easy smile that made girls stare. Living with them turned into pure torture.

I'd catch Victor's bulge shifting in his sweatpants when he walked past my room, or Jamal shirtless after a workout, his abs flexing and sweat trickling down. My pussy would throb just looking at them . But Mom was happy, so I kept quiet.... Until she left for her work trip that Friday.

She flew out early in the morning and Victor said he'd cook dinner, but I lied and told him I had plans with friends. Instead I locked myself in my room, laptop open, scrolling for something filthy.

I soon found a threesome video with a girl sandwiched between two black guys, one older, one younger, taking turns stretching her out, then both at once.

I quickly stripped naked, lay back on my bed with my legs spread wide. My fingers slid right in, two at first, easy because I was already wet thinking about them then Thumb on my clit, circling the head.

The girl on screen moaned as the older guy slammed her from behind, calling her his little slut while the younger one fucked her mouth. I pumped faster, added a third finger and stretching myself, imagining Victor's thick cock and Jamal's long one filling me.

My moans got louder but I didn't care. My pussy was soaked, fingers making wet squelching sounds with every thrust. I came so hard the first time, squirting a little onto the sheets with my thighs shaking. But I kept going, fingers going deeper, thumb grinding my clit, picturing Victor behind me, Jamal in my mouth, fuck, I was dripping everywhere, the sheets damp under my ass.

Then the door creaked open.

I froze, fingers still buried deep in my pussy. Victor stood in the doorway, hand on the knob, eyes going wide for half a second before dropping to my spread legs.

Jamal was right behind him, looking over his dad's shoulder. They must have heard me and come to check. Victor wore a white tank that clung to his chest, gray sweats tenting hard already. Jamal had basketball shorts with no shirt,his abs tight as he breathed heavier.

I didn't try to cover up, just stared back, fingers still moving slowly inside me, feeling my walls flutter. The porn kept playing on with the girl screaming as the guys double-teamed her.

Victor cleared his throat. "We heard you and thought something was wrong."

Jamal stayed quiet, eyes locked on my hand, on the slick shining on my fingers, on my pussy leaking down to the bed.

I pulled my fingers out slow and they were coated with strings of my wetness connecting them to my hole. I brought them to my mouth, sucked them clean, tasting myself while holding their gaze. "I'm not in trouble," I said, voice husky. "But I need help."

Victor stepped inside slowly and closed the door, then locked it. "Your mom would lose her mind."

"She's gone till Sunday," I said, spreading my legs wider, showing them everything. My swollen lips, clit peeking out hard, slick running down my ass crack. "And I won't say a word if you don't."

Jamal looked at Victor and Victor nodded once, then they moved like they'd thought about this before.

Victor reached the bed first and grabbed my ankles, yanking me to the edge so my ass hung off and my legs wide open for him.

He dropped to his knees between them. "Fuck, look at this tight little pussy," he growled, spreading my pussy lips. "All pink and swollen, dripping like you've been teasing it for hours. Been fingering yourself thinking about us, huh? About your stepdad and stepbrother stretching you out?"

"Yes," I moaned, my hips lifting up. "Every night. Your cocks in my head."

Jamal climbed on the bed beside me. Grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head with one strong hand. His other hand squeezed my tit, thumb flicking my nipple rough.

"Nasty little slut," he said low. "Getting off to us? Let's see how you handle the real thing. Bet this cunt's gonna grip us so tight."

Victor leaned in, his breath hit my pussy first, hot and teasing. Then his thick tongue dragged slow from my hole up to my clit with one long lick, collecting all my slick. I bucked hard but he did it again, slower, tongue parting my lips and dipping inside to taste deeper.

"So fucking sweet," he muttered. "This pussy's been waiting for me."

He sucked my clit hard, then his ongue flicked fast over it, fingers spread my lips wider, nose grinding against me as he ate like he was starving.

Sloppy sounds soon filled the room with wet slurps, my slick coating his beard and dripping down his chin. He plunged his tongue inside, fucking me with it, curling to hit that spot.

Jamal leaned down, sucked my nipple into his mouth and bit lightly, then harder. He rolled the other one between his fingers. "Moan for us, baby. Let us hear how bad you want these dicks."

I cried out, my pussy clenching as Victor added two thick fingers and, pumped them fast while sucking my clit.

"Fuckkk!" I screamed as I came, my walls clamping and squirting across Victor's face with hot gush down his chin and onto his tank.

Victor kept licking through it, dragging every tremor out until I was whimpering and oversensitive. He lifted his head, his face drenched with my cum. "Taste like fucking heaven. Jamal, your turn."

They switched. Jamal knelt between my legs while Victor moved to my head, grabbed my hair, pulled my face toward him. "Open that pretty mouth."

I did, with my tongue out.

Victor shoved his sweats down and his cock sprang free. It was thick as my wrist, dark, veined, head fat and leaking precum with heavy balls. He slapped it on my tongue. "Suck it, girl. Show me how bad you want stepdad's dick."

I opened wide and he pushed in, filling my mouth and hitting the back of my throat. I gagged, tears pricking my eyes and spit ran down my chin right away.

"Breathe through your nose," he grunted. "Take it deeper."

He started thrusting. Slow at first, letting me adjust, then harder. Fucking my mouth like a pussy. Spit bubbled out, dripped onto my tits. I moaned around him, the vibration making him groan.

Jamal pulled his shorts down. His cock was longer, curved slightly, smooth dark skin, head glistening. Thinner than Victor's but perfect for deep. He rubbed it through my folds first, coating himself in my slick. "This pussy's so wet for us. Gonna eat it till you squirt again."

He dove in, tongue flat on my clit, lapping fast. He pushed two fingers inside, curled up, rubbing that spot hard while sucking my clit, humming against it.

I moaned loud around Victor's cock as he fucked my throat faster. "That's it, choke on it. Good little slut taking stepdad deep."

Jamal added a third finger and stretched me wide. I came again harder. Pussy clamping and squirting across Jamal's wrist and face.

But they didn't stop. Victor fucking my mouth sloppy, while Jamal eating me like dessert, fingers thrusting.

Victor pulled out, slapped his wet cock on my tongue once. "Good girl. Now turn over with that fat ass up. We ain't done."

They flipped me with my face down, ass high and legs spread out.

Victor rubbed his thick head through my folds, teasing my entrance. "You ready for this dick to stretch you wide, baby?" Victor asked. "This little pussy's been begging for stepdad's cock all night. Say it louder. Beg for it."

"Yes," I whimpered, pushing my hips back toward him. "Please, Victor. Fuck me. Fill me up. I need your thick cock inside me so bad."

Jamal tightened his grip on my hair, tilting my head up. His cock bobbed in front of my face, the head shiny with precum, shaft smooth and dark. "Open that mouth. Suck while he ruins your cunt."

I parted my lips wide and he fed it in slow at first, letting me taste the salty bead at the tip before sliding deeper. He filled my mouth, pressing against my tongue and hitting the back of my throat. I gagged softly, spit pooling immediately, but I hollowed my cheeks and sucked harder, swirling my tongue around the head.

Victor didn't wait. He gripped my hips hard, fingers digging into my flesh, and slammed forward in one brutal thrust. All the way.

His thick cock speared me open, stretching my walls to the limit, bottoming out so deep I felt him bump my cervix. The sudden fullness made my eyes water, a sharp burn mixing with overwhelming pleasure. I screamed around Jamal's cock, the sound muffled into wet, vibrating moans.

Victor groaned. "Fuck, this pussy's tight. Gripping me like a vice. Been dreaming about pounding this little hole."

He started moving with long, punishing strokes. He would pull almost all the way out until just the head remained, my pussy clinging to him, then slammed back in balls-deep. Each thrust made a loud, wet slap of skin on skin.

My pussy squelched obscenely around him, slick bubbling out with every withdrawal, dripping down my thighs in thick strings.

Jamal matched the rhythm, fucking my mouth in deep thrusts. His cock slid over my tongue and hitting the back of my throat on every push.

"That's it," he hissed. "Choke on it. Take every inch like the good little cocksucker you are. You love having your throat fucked while stepdad wrecks your pussy, don't you?"

I moaned in agreement, the vibration making Jamal curse under his breath and fuck my mouth harder. My body rocked between them, filled from both ends. Victor's thick shaft dragged against that perfect spot inside me with every stroke, building pressure fast. My clit throbbed untouched, swollen and aching.

Victor slapped my ass hard, the sting blooming into heat. "Come on this dick, baby. Squeeze me. Show me how bad you want stepdad's load."

Jamal pinched my nipples, twisting just enough to make me arch. "Cum for us, slut. Milk that cock. Let us feel it."

The words pushed me over. My pussy clamped down hard on Victor, walls spasming wildly. A hot gush flooded out around his shaft, squirting in short bursts with every thrust, soaking his balls and dripping onto the sheets. My whole body shook, muffled screams vibrating around Jamal's cock as wave after wave of intense pleasures crashed through me.

They didn't slow down.

Victor fucked me harder, faster, thrusts turning sloppy and desperate. "Fuck yes, that's it. Soaking my cock. This pussy's made for me."

Jamal pulled out of my mouth with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting my lips to his head. He stroked himself fast, hand slick with my saliva. "Gonna paint that pretty face. Open wide."

Victor slammed in one last time, burying himself to the hilt. His cock pulsed thickly inside me as hot spurts erupted with forceful ropes flooding my pussy, filling me up until I could feel the pressure.

Excess cum pushed back out around his shaft with every shallow grind, creamy white mixing with my slick, running in down my inner thighs.

Jamal groaned, his hand moved faster and then, thick ropes shot across my face, strands landing on my lips, cheeks, tongue, even splashing over my closed eyelids. I opened my mouth instinctively, catching what I could, swallowing the salty taste while the rest dripped down my chin and onto my tits.

Victor stayed buried inside me a moment longer, letting me feel every last twitch, then he pulled out slowly, his cum leaking from my stretched hole, dripping onto the bed. My pussy was gaped slightly, puffy and red, still fluttering with aftershocks.

They stepped back, breathing hard, cocks still semi-hard and glistening with our mess.

I collapsed forward onto my elbows, face down in the pillow, ass still up, cum dripping from both ends.

Victor chuckled darkly, wiping his beard with the back of his hand. "Look at her. Leaking like a used slut. But we ain't finished, baby girl."

Jamal ran a thumb across my cum-smeared lips. "Not even close. Round two's gonna be even messier."

I looked up at them through half-lidded eyes, still catching my breath, pussy throbbing with fresh need.

"Good," I whispered. "Because I'm not done taking you two yet."

I stayed face down on the bed for a few seconds, catching my breath, body still trembling from the overload.

Victor stood behind me, cock still half-hard and glistening with our combined mess. He reached down, scooped a finger through the cum dripping from my hole, then brought it to my lips. "Taste how full I left you, baby girl."

I sucked his finger clean without hesitation, moaning softly at the salty, musky mix. "More," I whispered. "I want both of you again. Harder this time."

Jamal chuckled low, stroking his length back to full hardness. It looked even longer now, curved and slick from my spit. "Greedy little thing. Flip over. I want to see your face while I fuck you."

They helped me turn onto my back and my legs fell open, pussy on full display for them, puffy lips parted, clit peeking out, Victor's cum slowly oozing out in thick white globs. Jamal climbed between my thighs, hooking my knees over his shoulders so I was folded almost in half. The position opened me completely, ass slightly off the bed.

Victor moved to the side, kneeling near my head. His cock was thick again, veins standing out, head shiny. He slapped it lightly against my cheek. "Keep that mouth busy while he stretches you."

Jamal rubbed his curved head through my messy folds, mixing fresh precum with the leaking cum. "This pussy's already so sloppy from Dad. Gonna feel even better now." He pushed in slow, inch by inch letting me feel every ridge, every vein as he filled me. The curve of him pressed against my front wall perfectly, dragging right over that sensitive spot. I gasped, back arching off the mattress.

"Fuck, she's still tight," Jamal groaned. "Even after you wrecked her."

He bottomed out, balls pressed to my ass, then held still for a second, letting me adjust to the new angle. I clenched around him instinctively, feeling the stretch burn in the best way.

Victor guided his cock back to my lips. "Open up, baby. Suck stepdad while your stepbrother fucks you slow."

I took him in, tongue swirling around the head, tasting the mix of cum and my own juices still on him. He didn't thrust yet, just fed it in and out gently, letting me savor it.

Jamal started moving slowly, deep rolls of his hips. Each thrust dragged his curved shaft along my g-spot, building pressure. Wet sounds filled the room again squelching every time he pushed in, soft pops when he pulled back almost all the way. My pussy gripped him, milking every inch. Slick and cum bubbled out around his base and dripping down to my ass crack and soaking the sheets further.

"Goddamn, look at her take it," Victor said, voice thick. "Pussy swallowing you whole. You like that curve hitting deep, don't you, slut?"

I moaned around his cock, nodding frantically. The dual sensations felt good with Jamal's slow grinding thrusts stretching me open and Victor's thick shaft sliding over my tongue, they had me trembling.

Jamal picked up speed gradually. Long strokes turned into harder snaps of his hips. Skin slapped louder. My tits bounced with every impact. He leaned forward, changing the angle even more, grinding his pubic bone against my clit on every downstroke.

"Fuck, she's squeezing me so tight," Jamal grunted. "Gonna make me cum too quick if she keeps that up."

Victor pulled out of my mouth, strings of spit connecting us and he stroked himself over my face. "Not yet. Flip her again, I want her riding you."

They lifted me like I weighed nothing. Jamal lay back on the bed, cock standing straight up, shiny and throbbing. I straddled him, knees on either side of his hips while Victor stayed close, hand on my lower back, guiding me down.

I sank onto Jamal slowly, feeling every inch again, the curve pressing forward inside me, hitting spots that made my eyes roll back. When I bottomed out, I ground my hips in circles, clit rubbing against his base. Pleasure sparked through me.

"Ride it," Jamal ordered. "Bounce on this dick. Show us how bad you want it."

I did. Lifted up until just the head remained, then dropped back down hard. The wet slap echoed. My pussy made obscene sucking noises every time I rose. Slick ran down his shaft, coating his balls. I rode faster, tits bouncing wildly and Jamal's hands gripped my hips, helping slam me down harder.

Victor moved behind me and pressed his body to my back, cock sliding between my ass cheeks. He reached around, pinched my nipples hard. "Look at you, bouncing like a good little whore. Pussy creaming all over your stepbrother's cock."

I moaned louder, head falling back against Victor's shoulder. "Harder. Fuck me harder."

Jamal thrust up to meet me now with sharp, upward snaps that made stars burst behind my eyes. Each one drove him deeper, the curve hitting that spot, my clit grounding against him with every drop. Pressure coiled tight again.

Victor slid one hand down between us, fingers finding my clit. Rubbed fast, rough circles. "Cum on him. Soak his dick. Then I'm gonna fill you again."

The combination broke me and I came screaming, my pussy clamping down hard on Jamal, walls fluttering wildly. A fresh gush squirted out around his cock, soaking his stomach and the bed.

Jamal groaned. "Fuck... gonna cum. Where do you want it?"

"Inside," I gasped. "Fill me. Both of you."

He slammed up one last time, burying deep and his cock pulsed with hot spurts flooding me, thick and forceful, mixing with Victor's earlier load. Overflow leaked out immediately, creamy and warm, running down his balls.

Victor pushed me forward so I was chest-to-chest with Jamal as Jamal's cock popped out. He rubbed his cock through the mess between my thighs, coating himself. "My turn again."

He slid back in, easy now from how sloppy and stretched I was. The extra cum made everything slicker, wetter. He fucked me in short, hard thrusts while I stayed draped over Jamal, face buried in his neck.

"Take it," Victor grunted. "This pussy's so full already. Gonna add more."

He pounded faster. Sloppy, wet sounds everywhere. Cum bubbled out with every thrust and dripping onto Jamal's cock below me. My oversensitive walls fluttered around Victor, pulling him deeper.

Jamal reached down, rubbed my clit again. "One more, baby. Cum for us again."

I shattered a final time, body locking up, pussy spasming hard around Victor. He followed right after, slamming deep and unloading another thick load. Hot pulses filled me to overflowing, cum squirting out around his shaft in messy spurts.

He pulled out slowly and a flood followed. Thick, creamy mixture pouring from my gaping pussy, running down my thighs, soaking Jamal beneath me.

I collapsed between them, shaking, covered in sweat and cum, pussy throbbing with aftershocks.

Victor kissed my shoulder. "Good girl. Took us both so well."

Jamal stroked my back. "But we're not sending you to bed yet. Mom's gone till Sunday."

I smiled weakly, still catching my breath. "Good. Because I'm still not satisfied."

Victor ran a hand down my spine, fingers dipping between my ass cheeks to trace the mess dripping from my hole.

"Look at this cunt," he said quietly. "So full already, but still leaking like it wants more. You really are a greedy little slut, aren't you?"

I nodded, voice hoarse. "Yes. I want everything. Don't stop until I'm overflowing."

Jamal laughed softly, shifting so his half-hard cock brushed my thigh. "Then get on your knees. We're gonna fill you one more time, both of us, together."

They helped me up. My legs shook, but I knelt on the bed, ass high, face down on the pillow. The position made more cum drip out immediately slow and creamy rivulets running down my legs. Victor knelt behind me again, Jamal in front. This time they didn't tease me.

Victor rubbed his thick head through the sloppy mess at my entrance. "This pussy's so used and wet. Gonna slide right in." He pushed forward slow, letting me feel the stretch all over again. My walls fluttered around him, still puffy and sensitive. He bottomed out with a low groan, balls pressed tight against me. The fullness made me whimper-deep, aching pleasure mixed with the slight burn of being fucked so much already.

Jamal grabbed my hair gently, tilting my head up. "Open wide, baby. Take us both like the good girl you are."

I parted my lips and he fed his curved cock in, slower than before, letting me taste the mix of cum and my juices still on him. I sucked eagerly, tongue swirling around the head, hollowing my cheeks. Spit started pooling again right away, running down my chin in warm strings.

They started moving, slow at first, finding a rhythm. Victor pulled back almost all the way, then thrust deep. Each stroke dragged his thickness along my front wall, making fresh wetness gush out around him. Jamal matched him, sliding deep into my throat on the downstroke, pulling back when Victor pushed in. The push-pull filled me completely, body rocking between them like a wave.

The sounds were filthy. Wet slaps from Victor's hips meeting my ass. Squelching every time he buried himself. Gagging, slurping from my mouth around Jamal, spit dripped steadily from my chin onto the bed, mixing with the cum already there. My pussy made obscene sucking noises every time Victor withdrew, lips clinging to his shaft.

Victor gripped my hips harder. "Fuck, listen to that. This cunt's talking dirty to me. Soaking my balls every thrust."

Jamal thrust a little deeper into my throat. "Swallow around me. Milk this dick with your mouth while he pounds you."

I did and hollowed my cheeks, swallowed on every push, feeling him twitch on my tongue as my moans vibrated around him, making him curse low.

They sped up gradually. Victor's thrusts turned harder and shorter, snapping into me with force that made my tits bounce and my whole body jolt forward onto Jamal's cock. Skin slapped louder, wet and rhythmic. My clit throbbed untouched, but the pressure inside from Victor's thick shaft kept building anyway.

Jamal reached under me, fingers finding my clit and rubbed fast, rough circles. "Cum again. One more time. Squeeze us both till we explode."

The added touch shattered me and my pussy clamped down hard on Victor, walls spasming wildly. A hot rush squirted out around his cock, soaking his thighs and the bed. My muffled scream vibrated down Jamal's shaft. Body shook violently, legs trembling, tears pricking my eyes from the intensity.

Victor groaned deep. "Fuck, here it comes. Gonna flood this pussy one last time."

He slammed in deep, held there. His cock pulsed thickly and hot, forceful spurts erupting inside me again. Thick ropes added to the mess already there, filling me until I felt swollen and overflowing. Cum pushed back out immediately, bubbling around his base, running in creamy streams down my thighs.

Jamal pulled out of my mouth with a wet pop. Stroked himself fast over my face. "Open. Take the rest."

I opened wide, tongue out. He came hard with thick ropes landing on my tongue, lips, cheeks, even splashing across my forehead. He was hot and sticky, dripping down my chin in heavy drops. I swallowed what I could, the rest sliding down my neck onto my tits.

Victor stayed buried a moment longer, grinding shallowly, pushing his cum deeper. Then he pulled out slow. A thick flood followed, his and Jamal's mixed loads pouring from my gaping pussy, dripping steadily onto the mattress in messy puddles. My hole twitched, puffy and red, still leaking.

I collapsed forward onto my stomach, legs splayed, body limp and shaking. Cum dripped from my face, my pussy, everywhere.

Victor lay down beside me, pulling me against his chest while Jamal curled behind me, hand resting on my hip.

"You took us so well," Victor murmured, kissing my shoulder. "Every damn drop."

Jamal nuzzled my neck. "Mom's got no idea what she's missing."

I smiled weakly, body humming with exhaustion and satisfaction. "She doesn't need to know. But next time she's gone... we do this again."

They both chuckled low.

"Count on it," Victor said.

I closed my eyes, still feeling the slow drip of cum from my pussy, the sticky warmth on my face. I was Full, used and ompletely satisfied.

For now.