Family Summer Barbecue

Disclaimer: This is obviously all fantasy and all age play. If you don’t like age play don’t read this.

“Come on, kiddo, it’s time for our bath,” Dad shouted from the bathroom. I crawled out of bed still groggy from last night’s sleep. Usually Dad lets me sleep in a little bit on the weekend, but since today was a big day, he wanted to make sure I was ready. Dad was already in the bath, his adult parts already big and hard. I got into the bath and Dad sat me on his lap. He tickled me for a few seconds, causing me to move around in his lap. Dad made the funny sounds he usually always makes when I’m in his lap, but instead of the usual play time we would always have, he stuck to washing me. Dad said I’d have a lot of play time later when everyone arrived. After the bath, Dad dried me off, paying close attention to my little parts. He left a little kiss on it before telling me how much he can’t wait to show everyone what I’ve learned since the last time I’ve seen them. Dad was torn between putting me in my favorite princess dress or something that would keep me from getting too hot in the sun. He opted for a pair of shorts that were really tiny and a little t-shirt that I couldn’t read. He helped me put my frilly little socks on and my sneakers before telling me how sexy I looked. Dad told me to go play while he went and got dressed for the day. 

It wasn’t long before everyone started to arrive. Dad was having a barbecue to start the summer. He invited my uncles and my grandpa. I hadn’t seen them since Christmas. As they all trickled in, Dad told me to come downstairs. I was greeted with a bunch of hugs and kisses from everyone. They told me how much I had grown since they last saw me a few months prior. Grandpa carried me out to the backyard, putting me on his lap as he sat down. Grandpa bounced me on his lap as he talked to my uncles. Dad was in charge of cooking the food, so he left me with the rest of the family to be watched. Occasionally, Grandpa would let me sit in my other uncles’ laps, but I always ended up back with him. Grandpa said I was his favorite grandchild, especially since I was the only girl. “Grandpa, I need to go potty,” I said as I tried climbing off his lap. He smiled down at me before holding me in place. “No, sweetheart, you can’t go yet,” he pouted at me. He handed me the bottle he was drinking and told me to drink from it. He called me a good girl as I drank down whatever he gave me. Dad drank out of these bottles all the time, but he told me I was too young to have them. Dad always gave me his special apple juice or milk instead. He told me it’d help me grow big and strong. 

After what felt like forever, I brought it up to Grandpa that I had to potty again, this time really, really badly. Grandpa laughed at me before tickling me. I couldn’t help but giggle and laugh as he tickled me, but I soon stopped laughing when I realized what was happening. I felt a warm, wet spot growing in my shorts. “Oh no, looks like someone wasn’t able to hold it,” Grandpa said before standing up. I left a spot on his pants, but I noticed his adult part was big and hard under his pants, just like Dad’s always is. When Dad turned around and saw my wet shorts he was very disappointed in me. “Bad girl, very bad girl,” he said before walking over to me. “I don’t have time to help you change and you’re too small to do it alone.” He looked up at my uncles and my grandpa and smirked, before telling me to come to him. He yanked down my shorts revealing my bare parts. Dad never gave me panties. “If you’re going to dirty yourself, you aren’t going to get clothes. What do I always tell you?” When my eyes started to well up with tears, Dad kissed me and told me it was ok. Dad told me to go play because it was almost time for everyone to eat. 

Dad, Grandpa, and my uncles ate while I played. I wasn’t allowed to eat yet. Dad said I was going to be getting more than enough milk and apple juice to fill my little tummy, so I wouldn’t need to eat anything. It didn’t take long for Dad to finish his food. He sat at the end of the table, everyone facing him. He pulled me onto his lap, spreading my legs. All the men stared at us smiling, telling me how cute I looked. Uncle Rick told me he loved my shirt. I told him I didn’t know what it said, which made everyone laugh at me. After all the laughing subsided, Grandpa said,“Sweetheart, it says ‘Little Cumslut.’” “Daddy, what’s a cumslut?” Dad smirked before saying, “It’s little girls like you that love milkies. You love milkies don’t you, little one?” When I shook my head yes, everyone smiled at me. “Good, you’re going to be getting a tummy full of milkies today. Everyone’s gonna give you milkies, the only difference is, it won’t be from your bottle. It’ll be from everyone’s adult parts. Is that ok, sweetheart?” I nodded my head with glee, before Dad kissed my mouth. 

“I guess it’s time I tell you all while you’re truly here,” Dad said to everyone. “I didn’t care about having a barbecue to bring in the summer. I just needed a way to bring everyone here. I wanted to surprise you guys. Little one here can now take my adult part in her kiddie hole, and I wanted you all to experience it.” Everyone cheered and laughed, telling me how good I was. Dad told everyone to clear the table before sitting me up there. “Keep your legs open, kiddo. Let everyone see,” Dad said as he stroked my little parts. “See how nice and wet it gets? It’s still really tight, but you can maybe put it in without her screaming and crying too much. I was thinking I’d break in the other hole,” Dad said, talking to everyone. They all agreed in unison before Dad walked around the other side of the table. He told me to lay down as he grabbed some of my jump ropes. He tied the ropes to my wrists and ankles before tying them to the legs of the table. I couldn’t move at all. I watched as everyone got undressed, staring at all the big adult parts. “You’re gonna have to be a good girl for us. I’ll let you play in the kiddie pool when we’re done. You have to be quiet, though. We don’t want anyone taking Daddy away do we?” When I shook my head no, Dad smiled. He kissed my lips, normal at first, but he forced his tongue in my mouth. His tongue explored my little mouth as I felt multiple hands over my body. I heard everyone whispering amongst themselves as they smiled down at me. Grandpa brushed his fingers against my little holes before kneeling down. “Let’s get you cleaned up from earlier, shall we?” Grandpa started to lick my little parts, which felt weird at first, especially because of his beard. When I started to make the happy noises Daddy loves so much, he started to lick a little faster. “She tastes so sweet. Just like all the candy she eats,” Grandpa said. Dad moved away from my mouth so Uncle Rick could come closer. Uncle Rick kissed my mouth like Dad did, before grabbing his adult part. He rubbed it slowly before telling me to open my mouth. I opened it immediately, which led to uncle Rick sliding his part into my mouth. “You’re doing a great job raising her,” he said to Dad, as he continued to move his parts in and out of my mouth. Uncle Rick picked up his speed, pushing his part deeper into my throat. I started to cough and drool, which made me uncomfortable. As I started to move, Uncle Jack and Uncle Ronnie held me down. Uncle Rick moved faster, pushing his part even deeper. He started to make the funny sounds Dad does every time he does that to me. “Here comes your milk, baby,” Uncle Rick said, before groaning. He shoved his parts all the way down my throat before giving me his milk. His milk was also salty like Daddy’s. He kissed my forehead before sitting in the chair. His adult part was still hard as he began to rub it slowly. Grandpa still kept his tongue on my little parts, darting between my holes. Uncle Ronnie was next to use my mouth like Uncle Rick. It didn’t take long for Uncle Ronnie to give me his milk too. As Uncle Jack moved to my mouth, I could see Daddy getting my kiddie pool and putting it in the middle of the backyard. I watched as he put his apple juice in the pool. I was a little sad, because I like to drink it, but I do love playing in it too. While Uncle Jack was using my mouth, Grandpa stood up. He spread my little parts open, giving them a good look. He spit in his hand and grabbed his part, before rubbing it. Grandpa shoved his part into my little part, causing me to scream around Uncle Jack’s part. Everyone hushed me in unison, telling me to be quiet and to be a good girl. It hurt so much, more than when Dad did it for the first time. Grandpa moved his part in and out slowly, matching the pace Uncle Jack was using in my mouth. Uncle Ronnie and Uncle Rick went to my hands, rubbing their parts with my hands. Dad walked around taking pictures. He loved taking pictures so show his friends at work. When Uncle Jack gave me his milkies, Grandpa took his part out of my little parts before shoving it in my mouth. He gave me his milkies too, but his part tasted like my little parts. Each of the men took turns using my little part. It hurt so much, but I didn’t scream or cry because I wanted to be a good girl. Each of them would use my little part, but they still made sure to give me my milkies in my mouth. Afterall, Dad said I was still too little to have milkies in my little part. He said once I’m old enough he’ll give me milkies so I can have a real baby doll to play with. When all the men had a turn using my little hole, they all gathered around, looking at it. “Look how gaped it is now. It was so tiny before, but it’s open now,” Grandpa said. “It didn’t take us long to ruin that hole. Who knows if it’ll go back to how it was before,” Uncle Jack said, laughing. “I don’t think we can call it a little part anymore. I think it’s time we upgrade it to cunt,” Dad said, as he moved his fingers in and out of me. “I think it’s also time I get to break in the next hole. You guys get to watch, but I’m the only one using this today,” Dad said, as he grabbed a pillow from one of the patio chairs. He put the pillow underneath me, which raised me up a little. He told one of my uncles to get him some tape. Dad took a piece of tape and put it over my mouth, just like he did the night he used my little part for the first time. I was very scared because I remembered how much it hurt when Daddy used me for the first time. I didn’t know what he was doing now. He told all the men to make sure they held me down. He didn’t think the ropes were enough. He also told Grandpa to cover my mouth. Once everyone was in place, Dad rubbed his parts against my sore little part. My part was really wet, but he still spit on his hand, rubbing his part like Grandpa did. I figured Dad was going to put his part in my little part again, but to my surprise, he went lower. He placed his part right at the opening of my other little hole. I started to move around more and more as he pushed, but everyone held me down. Dad slid in slowly, but I was already crying, trying to scream. “Fuck it’s tight,” Dad told everyone as he pushed deeper. I was full on sobbing at this time. Grandpa wiped my tears with the hand he wasn’t using to muffle me. Dad moved in and out of me slowly, telling everyone it was hard to hold back. Uncle Ronnie told him to go faster, Uncle Jack agreed. Uncle Ricky grabbed his phone and started to record. Dad picked up his pace, moving in and out faster and faster. Grandpa leaned down in my ear and told me I was okay. He told me he was going to take me out for ice cream and to buy a new doll. He told me he’d even take me to Disneyland for being such a brave girl. Dad moved in and out of me a few more times before making those funny noises. He put his milk in my other little hole. He smiled at everyone before pulling all the way out. They all ran to look at my hole, now driping milk. It was swollen and sore. It hurt to even breathe. Dad came up to my mouth, removing the tape. “Such a brave girl. You’re the bravest little girl in the world,” Dad kissed me before putting his part in my mouth. “Lick it and suck it clean like a lollipop. That’s my good girl,” he said as I licked his part. “She’s so obedient, just like her mother was for me”, Grandpa said. Uncle Jack and Uncle Ronnie helped untie me. Uncle Jack carried me to the kiddie pool, sitting me in it. “Are you ready for your apple juice?” I nodded my head as all the men gathered around. They all gave me their apple juice at the same time, spraying it on my face, body, hair, and mouth. Daddy promised that the next time they were ready to give me apple juice it’d go in my tummy, but they wanted me to splash around for them first. The rest of the afternoon was spent with me splashing around in the apple juice while the men talked. Occasionally, one of the men would give me apple juice or milkies or use my little hole again. Dad told everyone they could stay the night, so I knew that the fun was just getting started.

My Birthday Party

It was almost time for the party Sir was throwing me to start. He told me that “even a cunt like me deserves a birthday party, but of course, it wouldn’t be your typical birthday party. There wouldn’t be any cake or balloons. No friends. No singing “Happy Birthday.” This party was more for him than me, which didn’t bother me at all. Fittingly, I was instructed to come downstairs in my birthday suit. I was allowed to wear my tallest pair of heels and my collar, nothing else. When I came downstairs, the dining room table was cleared off. He ordered me to my knees and to open my mouth, which I did without hesitation. He shoved his already rock hard cock down my throat, not caring that I couldn’t breathe. My drooling and gagging was music to his ears. My discomfort was one of his favorite things in this world. He abused my throat until he came, shooting his load down my throat. I barely had enough time to swallow it before he grabbed my arm, standing me up. He bent me over the dining room table, tying me tightly to it. He slipped a blindfold over my eyes, leaving me there for a few minutes. When I heard the doorbell ring, he yelled to whoever it was that the door was to come in. Without saying a word, he shoved his cock in his mouth. He told me to not stop sucking at any point, or I’d regret it. I heard him utter the words, “Go ahead,“ then felt a pair of hands grab my hips. The man positioned himself at my asshole, shoving himself in without any lube. A hard slap struck my face when I started to scream. Sir reminded me that I should be sucking, and not caring about the pain I was in. I tried to focus my attention on Sir’s cock, rather than the pain I was feeling in my ass. It didn’t take long for the man to cum. I was only empty for a few seconds before I felt another pair of hands. I could tell this wasn’t the same guy. This man opted for my fertile cunt. He fucked me roughly, not slowing down at any point. It was on the borderline of feeling great and hurting like hell. He filled my cunt after a few minutes, pulling out and not saying a word. His cock was soon replaced by someone else, them too opting for my cunt. He felt better than the last two men. He was rough but pleasurable. He too finished in my cunt. Next, it was my asshole’s turn to be abused again. This time, since I had a load of cum in me, it didn’t hurt as bad. Even with all this fucking, I keep sucking Sir’s cock. He’d occasionally pull my hair or slap me just for his amusement. I started to lose count of just how many men took turns between my cunt and ass. If I had to guess, somewhere around ten men used me. After the last man finished in my ass, Sir pulled his cock out of my mouth. He took my blindfold off, allowing me a few seconds to adjust to the light. He jacked off over me, then came all over my face. He followed that by spitting in my face. “Happy birthday, stupid cunt. I hope you enjoyed your party.”

Daddy Roulette

I‌ ‌arrived‌ ‌at‌ ‌Steven’s‌ ‌house‌ ‌around‌ ‌8:00‌ ‌at‌ ‌night.‌ ‌Meetings‌ ‌like‌ ‌this weren’t‌ ‌unusual,‌ ‌but‌ ‌this‌ ‌type‌ ‌of‌ ‌meeting‌ ‌was‌ ‌a‌ ‌first.‌ ‌A‌ ‌few‌ ‌months‌ ‌prior,‌ ‌he‌ ‌demanded‌ ‌I‌ ‌stopped‌ ‌my‌ ‌birth‌ ‌control.‌ ‌We‌ ‌had‌ ‌talked‌ ‌about‌ ‌having‌ ‌risky‌ ‌sex‌ ‌and‌ ‌maybe‌ ‌me‌ ‌being‌ ‌bred‌ ‌by‌ ‌him,‌ ‌but‌ ‌it‌ ‌was‌ ‌nothing‌ ‌but‌ ‌just‌ ‌talks,‌ ‌until‌ ‌a‌ ‌few‌ ‌months‌ ‌ago.‌ ‌Due‌ ‌to‌ ‌busy,‌ ‌conflicting‌ ‌schedules,‌ ‌we‌ ‌hadn’t‌ ‌seen‌ ‌each‌ ‌other‌ ‌in‌ ‌a‌ ‌while.‌ ‌When‌ ‌he‌ ‌texted‌ ‌me‌ ‌to‌ ‌come‌ ‌by‌ ‌his‌ ‌house‌ ‌today,‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌ecstatic.‌ ‌It‌ ‌was‌ ‌my‌ ‌first‌ ‌free‌ ‌day‌ ‌in‌ ‌what‌ ‌felt‌ ‌like‌ ‌forever,‌ ‌so‌ ‌I‌ ‌jumped‌ ‌on‌ ‌the‌ ‌opportunity.‌ ‌We‌ ‌hadn’t‌ ‌spoken‌ ‌about‌ ‌me‌ ‌stopping‌ ‌my‌ ‌pills,‌ ‌since‌ ‌the‌ ‌night‌ ‌he‌ ‌told‌ ‌me‌ ‌to.‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌sure‌ ‌he’d‌ ‌bring‌ ‌it‌ ‌up‌ ‌at‌ ‌some‌ ‌point‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌night,‌ ‌though.‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌greeted‌ ‌by‌ ‌a‌ ‌hug‌ ‌and‌ ‌kiss‌ ‌when‌ ‌he‌ ‌opened‌ ‌the‌ ‌door.‌ ‌He‌ ‌took‌ ‌my‌ ‌coat,‌ ‌then‌ ‌told‌ ‌me‌ ‌to‌ ‌sit‌ ‌down.‌ ‌Normally,‌ ‌a‌ ‌very‌ ‌dominant‌ ‌man,‌ ‌he‌ ‌seemed‌ ‌to‌ ‌be‌ ‌on‌ ‌the‌ ‌sweeter‌ ‌side‌ ‌tonight.‌ ‌Usually,‌ ‌this‌ ‌meant‌ ‌he‌ ‌had‌ ‌something‌ ‌in‌ ‌store.‌ ‌We‌ ‌sipped‌ ‌on‌ ‌a‌ ‌glass‌ ‌of‌ ‌wine,‌ ‌as‌ ‌we‌ ‌talked‌ ‌about‌ ‌what‌ ‌had‌ ‌been‌ ‌happening‌ ‌in‌ ‌our‌ ‌personal‌ ‌lives.‌ ‌Our‌ ‌conversation‌ ‌was‌ ‌interrupted‌ ‌by‌ ‌the‌ ‌doorbell‌ ‌ringing.‌ ‌He‌ ‌excused‌ ‌himself,‌ ‌then‌ ‌went‌ ‌to‌ ‌the‌ ‌door.‌ ‌I‌ ‌could‌ ‌hear‌ ‌the‌ ‌sound‌ ‌of‌ ‌what‌ ‌seemed‌ ‌to‌ ‌be‌ ‌two‌ ‌or‌ ‌three‌ ‌men’s‌ ‌voices,‌ ‌but‌ ‌I‌ ‌couldn’t‌ ‌completely‌ ‌make‌ ‌out‌ ‌what‌ ‌they‌ ‌were‌ ‌saying.‌ ‌I‌ ‌heard‌ ‌the‌ ‌door‌ ‌close,‌ ‌then‌ ‌some‌ ‌footsteps.‌ ‌Three‌ ‌men,‌ ‌I‌ ‌didn’t‌ ‌recognize,‌ ‌walked‌ ‌into‌ ‌the‌ ‌living‌ ‌room.‌ ‌They‌ ‌introduced‌ ‌themselves‌ ‌to‌ ‌me,‌ ‌while‌ ‌Steven‌ ‌went‌ ‌to‌ ‌go‌ ‌get‌ ‌the‌ ‌men‌ ‌a‌ ‌drink.‌ ‌All‌ ‌five‌ ‌of‌ ‌us‌ ‌made‌ ‌small‌ ‌talk‌ ‌until‌ ‌the‌ ‌bell‌ ‌rang‌ ‌again.‌ ‌I‌ ‌knew‌ ‌this‌ ‌was‌ ‌part‌ ‌of‌ ‌Steven’s‌ ‌plan.‌ ‌Something‌ ‌was‌ ‌definitely‌ ‌going‌ ‌to‌ ‌happen,‌ ‌but‌ ‌I‌ ‌wasn’t‌ ‌sure‌ ‌what.‌ ‌Again,‌ ‌he‌ ‌got‌ ‌up‌ ‌and‌ ‌answered‌ ‌the‌ ‌door.‌ ‌I‌ ‌kept‌ ‌up‌ ‌my‌ ‌conversations‌ ‌with‌ ‌the‌ ‌three‌ ‌men,‌ ‌while‌ ‌still‌ ‌trying‌ ‌to‌ ‌eavesdrop‌ ‌on‌ ‌whoever‌ ‌was‌ ‌at‌ ‌the‌ ‌door‌ ‌now.‌ ‌I‌ ‌could‌ ‌make‌ ‌out‌ ‌that‌ ‌they‌ ‌were‌ ‌more‌ ‌men,‌ ‌but‌ ‌I‌ ‌wasn’t‌ ‌exactly‌ ‌sure‌ ‌how‌ ‌many.‌ ‌After‌ ‌a‌ ‌few‌ ‌minutes,‌ ‌two‌ ‌new‌ ‌men‌ ‌walked‌ ‌into‌ ‌the‌ ‌room.‌ ‌We‌ ‌all‌ ‌talked‌ ‌for‌ ‌maybe‌ ‌a‌ ‌half-hour‌ ‌or‌ ‌so,‌ ‌till‌ ‌Steven‌ ‌interrupted.‌ ‌“It’s‌ ‌nice‌ ‌to‌ ‌see‌ ‌everyone,‌ ‌tonight.‌ ‌This‌ ‌meeting‌ ‌is‌ ‌long‌ ‌overdue,‌ ‌but‌ ‌it‌ ‌took‌ ‌forever‌ ‌to‌ ‌get‌ ‌everyone’s‌ ‌schedule‌ ‌to‌ ‌synch‌ ‌up.‌ ‌But‌ ‌that‌ ‌doesn’t‌ ‌matter‌ ‌now.‌ ‌Now‌ ‌everyone‌ ‌knows‌ ‌what‌ ‌tonight’s‌ ‌plan‌ ‌is,‌ ‌well‌ ‌almost‌ ‌everyone.‌ ‌Steven‌ ‌looked‌ ‌at‌ ‌me,‌ ‌then‌ ‌smiled‌ ‌deviously.‌ ‌“As‌ ‌you‌ ‌may‌ ‌recall,‌ ‌I‌ ‌told‌ ‌you‌ ‌to‌ ‌stop‌ ‌your‌ ‌pills.‌ ‌Well,‌ ‌this‌ ‌is‌ ‌why.‌ ‌I‌ ‌thought‌ ‌about‌ ‌breeding‌ ‌you‌ ‌myself,‌ ‌but‌ ‌I‌ ‌thought‌ ‌adding‌ ‌five‌ ‌more‌ ‌men‌ ‌to‌ ‌the‌ ‌mix‌ ‌would‌ ‌be‌ ‌more‌ ‌fun.”‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌lost‌ ‌for‌ ‌words.‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌intimidated,‌ ‌yet‌ ‌turned‌ ‌on.‌ ‌Risky‌ ‌sex‌ ‌with‌ ‌six‌ ‌men,‌ ‌five‌ ‌of‌ ‌which‌ ‌I‌ ‌had‌ ‌just‌ ‌met.‌ ‌I‌ ‌knew‌ ‌nothing‌ ‌about‌ ‌five‌ ‌of‌ ‌these‌ ‌men.‌ ‌They‌ ‌could’ve‌ ‌been‌ ‌from‌ ‌different‌ ‌states.‌ ‌They‌ ‌could‌ ‌be‌ ‌married.‌ ‌“I‌ ‌know‌ ‌you’ve‌ ‌never‌ ‌met‌ ‌any‌ ‌of‌ ‌these‌ ‌men‌ ‌besides‌ ‌me,‌ ‌and‌ ‌that’s‌ ‌fun‌ ‌in‌ ‌itself,‌ ‌but‌ ‌I‌ ‌want‌ ‌to‌ ‌add‌ ‌to‌ ‌it.”‌ ‌he‌ ‌walked‌ ‌out‌ ‌of‌ ‌the‌ ‌room,‌ ‌then‌ ‌came‌ ‌back‌ ‌with‌ ‌a‌ ‌blindfold.‌ ‌He‌ ‌commanded‌ ‌me‌ ‌to‌ ‌strip‌ ‌in‌ ‌front‌ ‌of‌ ‌all‌ ‌these‌ ‌strange‌ ‌men.‌ ‌Normally,‌ ‌I‌ ‌would‌ ‌be‌ ‌shy‌ ‌about‌ ‌doing‌ ‌something‌ ‌like‌ ‌this,‌ ‌but‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌so‌ ‌turned‌ ‌on,‌ ‌I‌ ‌didn’t‌ ‌care.‌ ‌All‌ ‌the‌ ‌men‌ ‌stripped‌ ‌too,‌ ‌which‌ ‌allowed‌ ‌me‌ ‌a‌ ‌chance‌ ‌to‌ ‌view‌ ‌each‌ ‌of‌ ‌their‌ ‌big,‌ ‌hard‌ ‌cocks.‌ ‌I‌ ‌got‌ ‌on‌ ‌my‌ ‌knees,‌ ‌sucking‌ ‌and‌ ‌jerking‌ ‌each‌ ‌of‌ ‌them‌ ‌to‌ ‌a‌ ‌full‌ ‌erection.‌ ‌When‌ ‌they‌ ‌were‌ ‌all‌ ‌ready,‌ ‌we‌ ‌went‌ ‌up‌ ‌to‌ ‌the‌ ‌guest‌ ‌bedroom.‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌blindfolded,‌ ‌then‌ ‌thrown‌ ‌on‌ ‌the‌ ‌bed.‌ ‌The‌ ‌first‌ ‌man‌ ‌slid‌ ‌into‌ ‌me,‌ ‌stretching‌ ‌my‌ ‌tight‌ ‌cunt.‌ ‌It‌ ‌had‌ ‌been‌ ‌months‌ ‌since‌ ‌my‌ ‌last‌ ‌pounding,‌ ‌so‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌extra‌ ‌horny.‌ ‌The‌ ‌man‌ ‌fucked‌ ‌me‌ ‌steadily,‌ ‌I‌ ‌guess‌ ‌not‌ ‌wanting‌ ‌to‌ ‌climax‌ ‌too‌ ‌soon.‌ ‌His‌ ‌cock‌ ‌was‌ ‌nice‌ ‌and‌ ‌big‌ ‌and‌ ‌rubbed‌ ‌against‌ ‌my‌ ‌g-spot‌ ‌perfectly.‌ ‌I‌ ‌could‌ ‌hear‌ ‌the‌ ‌remaining‌ ‌men‌ ‌talking‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌background‌ ‌between‌ ‌my‌ ‌moans.‌ ‌Steven‌ ‌told‌ ‌me‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌allowed‌ ‌to‌ ‌cum‌ ‌as‌ ‌much‌ ‌as‌ ‌I‌ ‌needed‌ ‌to‌ ‌tonight,‌ ‌and‌ ‌that‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌just‌ ‌a‌ ‌breeding‌ ‌toy,‌ ‌and‌ ‌that‌ ‌no‌ ‌one‌ ‌cared‌ ‌to‌ ‌hear‌ ‌my‌ ‌begging.‌ ‌The‌ ‌man‌ ‌made‌ ‌me‌ ‌cum‌ ‌twice‌ ‌before‌ ‌he‌ ‌dumped‌ ‌the‌ ‌first‌ ‌load‌ ‌of‌ ‌the‌ ‌night‌ ‌in‌ ‌me.‌ ‌The‌ ‌next‌ ‌man‌ ‌didn’t‌ ‌waste‌ ‌any‌ ‌time‌ ‌pushing‌ ‌into‌ ‌me.‌ ‌This‌ ‌man‌ ‌was‌ ‌more‌ ‌desperate‌ ‌than‌ ‌the‌ ‌first.‌ ‌He‌ ‌too‌ ‌felt‌ ‌good,‌ ‌but‌ ‌not‌ ‌as‌ ‌good‌ ‌as‌ ‌the‌ ‌first‌ ‌guy.‌ ‌He‌ ‌went‌ ‌pretty‌ ‌fast,‌ ‌almost‌ ‌as‌ ‌if‌ ‌he‌ ‌was‌ ‌trying‌ ‌to‌ ‌take‌ ‌less‌ ‌time‌ ‌to‌ ‌finish‌ ‌than‌ ‌the‌ ‌first‌ ‌guy.‌ ‌It‌ ‌only‌ ‌took‌ ‌around‌ ‌three‌ ‌minutes‌ ‌for‌ ‌this‌ ‌guy‌ ‌to‌ ‌finish.‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌sure‌ ‌the‌ ‌next‌ ‌guy‌ ‌was‌ ‌Steven.‌ ‌I‌ ‌had‌ ‌taken‌ ‌his‌ ‌cock‌ ‌so‌ ‌many‌ ‌times,‌ ‌I‌ ‌could‌ ‌literally‌ ‌pick‌ ‌out‌ ‌his‌ ‌cock‌ ‌blindfolded.‌ ‌Like‌ ‌always,‌ ‌he‌ ‌fucked‌ ‌me‌ ‌roughly.‌ ‌His‌ ‌pleasure‌ ‌was‌ ‌on‌ ‌top‌ ‌of‌ ‌the‌ ‌priority‌ ‌list,‌ ‌not‌ ‌mine.‌ ‌He‌ ‌didn’t‌ ‌care‌ ‌if‌ ‌it‌ ‌hurt‌ ‌a‌ ‌little,‌ ‌because‌ ‌that’s‌ ‌what‌ ‌he‌ ‌wanted.‌ ‌He‌ ‌kept‌ ‌that‌ ‌hard,‌ ‌rough‌ ‌pace,‌ ‌as‌ ‌I‌ ‌came‌ ‌on‌ ‌his‌ ‌cock,‌ ‌my‌ ‌third‌ ‌orgasm‌ ‌of‌ ‌the‌ ‌night.‌ ‌He‌ ‌filled‌ ‌me‌ ‌with‌ ‌his‌ ‌cum,‌ ‌a‌ ‌feeling‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌used‌ ‌to.‌ ‌He‌ ‌only‌ ‌finished‌ ‌in‌ ‌my‌ ‌holes.‌ ‌The‌ ‌next‌ ‌guy‌ ‌had‌ ‌the‌ ‌biggest‌ ‌cock‌ ‌of‌ ‌them‌ ‌all.‌ ‌I‌ ‌moaned‌ ‌as‌ ‌he‌ ‌stretched‌ ‌my‌ ‌already‌ ‌well-used‌ ‌cunt.‌ ‌I‌ ‌had‌ ‌three‌ ‌cocks‌ ‌in‌ ‌me‌ ‌already,‌ ‌and‌ ‌he‌ ‌still‌ ‌felt‌ ‌like‌ ‌he‌ ‌was‌ ‌stretching‌ ‌the‌ ‌absolute‌ ‌hell‌ ‌out‌ ‌of‌ ‌me.‌ ‌He‌ ‌went‌ ‌slow‌ ‌at‌ ‌first,‌ ‌he‌ ‌probably‌ ‌knew‌ ‌I‌ ‌needed‌ ‌to‌ ‌adjust‌ ‌to‌ ‌his‌ ‌huge‌ ‌size.‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌a‌ ‌moaning,‌ ‌drooling‌ ‌mess,‌ ‌as‌ ‌he‌ ‌sped‌ ‌up.‌ ‌I‌ ‌felt‌ ‌myself‌ ‌becoming‌ ‌cock‌ ‌drunk,‌ ‌and‌ ‌I‌ ‌still‌ ‌had‌ ‌two‌ ‌more‌ ‌guys‌ ‌to‌ ‌go.‌ ‌He‌ ‌started‌ ‌to‌ ‌go‌ ‌harder‌ ‌and‌ ‌faster,‌ ‌which‌ ‌caused‌ ‌me‌ ‌to‌ ‌lose‌ ‌control‌ ‌of‌ ‌my‌ ‌moaning.‌ ‌I‌ ‌could‌ ‌hear‌ ‌the‌ ‌other‌ ‌men‌ ‌laughing‌ ‌and‌ ‌mocking‌ ‌me,‌ ‌saying‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌such‌ ‌a‌ ‌disgusting‌ ‌whore.‌ ‌The‌ ‌man‌ ‌picked‌ ‌up‌ ‌my‌ ‌legs,‌ ‌then‌ ‌jackhammered‌ ‌my‌ ‌already‌ ‌sore‌ ‌pussy.‌ ‌I‌ ‌ended‌ ‌up‌ ‌squirting,‌ ‌which‌ ‌earned‌ ‌me‌ ‌more‌ ‌degrading‌ ‌comments‌ ‌from‌ ‌the‌ ‌men.‌ ‌This‌ ‌guy’s‌ ‌load‌ ‌matched‌ ‌his‌ ‌cock‌ ‌size.‌ ‌It‌ ‌felt‌ ‌like‌ ‌he‌ ‌shot‌ ‌his‌ ‌cum‌ ‌to‌ ‌the‌ ‌back‌ ‌of‌ ‌my‌ ‌uterus.‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌a‌ ‌giggly‌ ‌cum‌ ‌drunk‌ ‌mess.‌ ‌It‌ ‌was‌ ‌the‌ ‌most‌ ‌amazing‌ ‌feeling‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌world.‌ ‌The‌ ‌second‌ ‌to‌ ‌last‌ ‌guy‌ ‌had‌ ‌a‌ ‌nice‌ ‌size‌ ‌cock‌ ‌too.‌ ‌It‌ ‌didn’t‌ ‌match‌ ‌up‌ ‌to‌ ‌the‌ ‌last‌ ‌guys,‌ ‌but‌ ‌it‌ ‌was‌ ‌good.‌ ‌He‌ ‌fucked‌ ‌me‌ ‌doggy‌ ‌style,‌ ‌which‌ ‌the‌ ‌other‌ ‌men‌ ‌didn’t‌ ‌do.‌ ‌He‌ ‌jackhammered‌ ‌me‌ ‌too,‌ ‌as‌ ‌he‌ ‌shoved‌ ‌my‌ ‌face‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌pillow.‌ ‌I‌ ‌came‌ ‌and‌ ‌twitched‌ ‌on‌ ‌his‌ ‌cock,‌ ‌at‌ ‌the‌ ‌same‌ ‌time‌ ‌he‌ ‌came‌ ‌in‌ ‌me‌ ‌too.‌ ‌The‌ ‌last‌ ‌person‌ ‌took‌ ‌his‌ ‌time.‌ ‌He‌ ‌had‌ ‌the‌ ‌most‌ ‌stamina‌ ‌out‌ ‌of‌ ‌everyone.‌ ‌It‌ ‌felt‌ ‌like‌ ‌he‌ ‌fucked‌ ‌me‌ ‌for‌ ‌what‌ ‌felt‌ ‌like‌ ‌hours‌ ‌before‌ ‌he‌ ‌too‌ ‌put‌ ‌me‌ ‌on‌ ‌my‌ ‌hands‌ ‌and‌ ‌knees.‌ ‌Finally,‌ ‌he‌ ‌came‌ ‌in‌ ‌me.‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌a‌ ‌completely‌ ‌fucked‌ ‌out‌ ‌mess.‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌exhausted.‌ ‌When‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌told‌ ‌to‌ ‌remove‌ ‌the‌ ‌mask,‌ ‌I‌ ‌saw‌ ‌all‌ ‌the‌ ‌men‌ ‌standing‌ ‌around‌ ‌me.‌ ‌They‌ ‌were‌ ‌all‌ ‌definitely‌ ‌satisfied‌ ‌with‌ ‌the‌ ‌loads‌ ‌they‌ ‌had‌ ‌just‌ ‌put‌ ‌in‌ ‌me.‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌told‌ ‌to‌ ‌stay‌ ‌in‌ ‌bed,‌ ‌and‌ ‌let‌ ‌as‌ ‌much‌ ‌cum‌ ‌hit‌ ‌my‌ ‌eggs‌ ‌as‌ ‌possible.‌ ‌Steven‌ ‌implemented‌ ‌an‌ ‌“open‌ ‌door‌ ‌policy”‌ ‌where‌ ‌any‌ ‌of‌ ‌the‌ ‌men‌ ‌could‌ ‌add‌ ‌another‌ ‌load‌ ‌into‌ ‌me.‌ ‌Throughout‌ ‌the‌ ‌night,‌ ‌a‌ ‌few‌ ‌of‌ ‌the‌ ‌men‌ ‌came‌ ‌in‌ ‌and‌ ‌came‌ ‌in‌ ‌me.‌ ‌When‌ ‌they‌ ‌left‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌morning,‌ ‌Steven‌ ‌came‌ ‌into‌ ‌the‌ ‌bedroom.‌ ‌He‌ ‌had‌ ‌a‌ ‌Plan‌ ‌B‌ ‌in‌ ‌his‌ ‌hand.‌ ‌He‌ ‌asked‌ ‌me‌ ‌if‌ ‌I‌ ‌wanted‌ ‌it,‌ ‌and‌ ‌I‌ ‌immediately‌ ‌shook‌ ‌my‌ ‌head‌ ‌no.‌ ‌I‌ ‌wanted‌ ‌to‌ ‌play‌ ‌baby‌ ‌and‌ ‌daddy‌ ‌roulette.‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌sure‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌pregnant,‌ ‌and‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌sure‌ ‌I’d‌ ‌never‌ ‌see‌ ‌any‌ ‌of‌ ‌those‌ ‌men‌ ‌again.‌ ‌That’s‌ ‌what‌ ‌made‌ ‌it‌ ‌so‌ ‌fun.‌ ‌It’s‌ ‌been‌ ‌two‌ ‌months‌ ‌since‌ ‌that‌ ‌night,‌ ‌and‌ ‌three‌ ‌pregnancy‌ ‌tests‌ ‌I‌ ‌took‌ ‌are‌ ‌positive.‌ ‌It‌ ‌was‌ ‌a‌ ‌successful‌ ‌game‌ ‌of‌ ‌baby‌ ‌and‌ ‌daddy‌ ‌roulette.‌ ‌ ‌

One for the Team

“Dad. You can’t be serious right now. You really think she’ll go for that?” I could hear my brother and father talking in the living room. I wasn’t really paying attention to their conversation until I heard my name mentioned. “Go for what?”, I ask, making my way into the room. Neither of them said anything. They both exchanged looks before dad shook his head no. They both told me it was nothing, even though the cat was already halfway out of the bag. Nevertheless, I decided to just let it go and not worry bout it. 

Nothing was out of the ordinary after this conversation took place. Dad and my brother were busy at practice every night. Dad was the head coach for a college football team. My brother was the star quarterback. The last game of the season was on Saturday, and a lot was riding on it. They needed to get into the playoffs. This was my brother’s final year, and this could make or break him getting drafted. My father’s coaching job also depended on this game too.

The night before the game, dad texted me, telling me to meet him at the field. This was rare. The only time I was invited to the field was when there was a game. When I got to the field, practice was just finishing up. I said my hellos to a few of the players and coaching staff, eventually making my way to dad. Dad told me to wait with my brother while he ‘sorted something out.’Time started to pass, and the field started to clear out more and more. When we were the only two left, dad came back with a man I’ve never met before. “This her? She’s cute. I like her already,” the man said. I could tell in my brother’s face something was wrong.” “Doll, this is Coach Maxwell. He’s the head coach for the team we’ll be playing tomorrow.” “Dad, we shouldn’t do this. She’s my sister, your daughter. It’s just a game,” my brother begged my dad. “I need this job. You need to get drafted. Just think of this as a team effort, son.”

I was in Coach Maxwell’s rental car, too scared to say anything. I couldn’t believe what my dad was making me do, even if this was arguably the most important game of their lives. He had his hand on my thigh the whole time, slowly inching his way up to my cunt. From the moment we walked into the hotel, I could feel the disgust grow in my stomach. In the elevator, he grabbed my ass, whispering in my ear about how excited he was to use a young cunt. He had been married for years, and he was bored of her. He never really got the chance to step out, being the team was his life. In the hotel room, I was ordered to strip before he finished closing the door. After an intense session of being groped and made to make out with him, he tied me to the bed. He slowly rubbed my cunt, making perverted remarks about how much he couldn’t wait to fuck it. Before he started fucking me, he grabbed his phone. He sent a text, then he started filming. He fucked my cunt raw, not caring about my protests. In the back of my mind, I tried to remember that I needed to do this. I needed to do this for my brother and father. Against my will, he came in me. I was hoping it was over, but it was just getting started. A few moments later, there was a knock at the door. He untied me but told me to keep laying down. When he answered the door, his whole team came in, players and coaches. I was sure this wasn’t what my dad agreed to, but I couldn’t’ back out. All of their cocks spent time in my mouth. I lost count of the number of loads I swallowed. They all manhandled me, especially the players. I was significantly smaller than them, so I spent the night getting pulled, pushed, and thrown around. I was getting dp’d while sucking and jacking off cocks. While the men waited for their turns, they either filmed what was happening or cheered on the men who were currently using me. Load after load was deposited into my cunt and ass. My face and tits were also well coated too. It looked like a scene out of a bukakke porn shoot, only difference was I wasn’t a porn star.

The team came through with their promise. They lost the game on purpose, meaning my father kept his job and my brother had a future. I, on the other hand, got pregnant that night. Dad said it was worth it, because of what it got them. My brother still felt horrible, but I assured him it was okay. If I had to do it again, I would. I wish my dad would’ve come up with this idea sooner, though. Who knows what I could’ve got them?