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"I'm fucking telling you, Cherry. If those men are gay, then I'm about to sprout a third tit," I tell Rose, hopping my ass up on the counter next to her spread of make-up and glitter and all the shit we need to make ourselves pretty. I know something the rest of these bitches don't, though. Rose doesn't need any of this shit. She's a solid 10, stone-cold stunner even when she first wakes up in the morning with drool coming from the corner of her mouth, her lavender hair in a complete rat's nest, and one boob hanging out of the tank top I sometimes let her wear to bed.
"Hm, that could be interesting," She teases, lining her lips with blood red. "But I like your two little perky tits just how they are, thank you very much."
I pluck her concealer and compact from the mess, motioning for her to stand between my legs. Daddy never hesitates to get between my legs. "Good to know. Quality over quantity, yeah?" I say, touching up her makeup.
"Are you saying if you grew a third tit, it would reduce the quality of the other two?" Her hands are on me, running up the outside of my thighs and she's making that sexy little almost-purring sound she makes when she's touching me. I swear this bitch keeps me constantly wet. It's a miracle I'm not dehydrated by now.
"Forget the third tit, bitch. Those two dudes? Not gay." I kiss her cute little nose before I powder it.
"Baby, I saw them making out like fucking teenagers. You were there, too. You saw it. Pretty Boy was way more interested in his buddy than you." Rose's hands shift to the inside of my thighs, running up from my knee right to my pussy. Even when they're down by my knee I feel it straight in my clit. Between Pretty Boy's tongue on my skin and in my mouth, the hunger in his impossibly green eyes, and having Rose around, who barely needs to breathe to get my juices running down my thighs, I'm so needy for release I can't see straight.
"Did you see him stick his tongue in my mouth? Not. Gay." I pant.
Rose's baby blue eyes flash to mine and I know she knows. She knows I want him. She knows I've had nothing on my mind but his hot cock pounding into me since I left their table. She'll pretend like she's jealous, maybe punish me a little for it. That much I'm counting on. But she only wants to give me everything my heart desires, including any hot piece of ass that walks in the doors I set my eyes on.
"Hm, interesting." She says, her fingers grazing over my slit through my thong.
"Hm, what?" I lean back on my arms and shift my hips forward, desperate for more pressure.
"I think you're just hoping they're not gay so you can get fucked by Pretty Boy." One inked hand pulls my thong aside, her fingers pushing between my lips to find me drenched. "Fuck, baby, you're soaked. Is this for me or him?"
I want to respond, but she's driving me insane, spreading my wetness up to my clit and circling it in that expert way of hers. I'm only capable of a whimper, my eyes fluttering shut as I toss my head back.
"Baby, look at me," Her voice is stern now and I know if I don't, I'll regret it, but fuck what she's doing feels so fucking good. When I don't immediately comply, I feel her rip the cups of my top aside, landing two quick smacks right on my tits. I yelp from the pain, distantly aware of the girls on the other side of the lockers giggling. This isn't new for them. What would be new is if Cherry went a night without making Baby scream. "I said fucking look at me."
At the sensation of her hand on my throat, my eyes fly open and I lick my lips just to tease her. The fingers that were just between my pussy lips are shoved into my mouth and down my throat until I gag on them, but I fucking love every second of it. Even when she starts fucking my throat with her fingers.
"Taste yourself and tell me who it's for, baby."
When she finally removes her fingers and her hand from my throat, I gasp for air, feeling my own saliva drip down my chin.
"You, Daddy. It's always for you." And it's true. Even when someone or something else turns me on, it's always her I want making me come. Her face I want to sit on. The power of her hips behind the strap-on pounding into me.
"Damn fucking right, baby," she pulls my lips to hers, sucking my tongue into her mouth the exact moment she drives two fingers into me. I swear, fucking lightening shoots through me, especially when she curls her fingers and her thumb finds my clit, her assault on me relentless. This is no sweet, tender, slow build. Her fingers are pounding into me so hard and so fast that all I can do is hold the fuck on.
"You want his cock, baby? You want him to bend you over and fuck my little pink pussy while your face is buried between my legs?"
Her mouth is so fucking filthy, it's quickly chasing me to the edge, and the sounds coming out of me are downright animal. She does this to me, gets me so fucking lost in my need to come that I have no control over what happens to my body.
I cry out in frustration when she pulls her fingers away, sucking them into her mouth and grabbing my hair. She moves so fast it's hard to keep up, but I know where this is going. I take off her thong, my mouth watering with the knowledge that I'm about to taste her. She opens the drawer of her vanity, pulling out a six inch dildo with a suction on the base, and before I know it, she's shoving it in my mouth the same way she did with her fingers only moments ago. Then she hands it to me and shoves me down on my knees, bending me back so my spine is arched and she's straddling my face, her feet firmly planted on either side of my body. With her heels, it puts her at the perfect height for me to eat her pussy while she rides my face.
"What's that Daddy? Do you need me to fuck you with this?" I ask, already knowing her answer.
"No, baby. I want you to fuck yourself, ride it like you want to ride Pretty Boy. I know you want to fuck him, Baby." She purrs. "While you make yourself feel good, you're going to stick that little talented tongue of yours up my pussy so I can come all over your pretty face. I'm claiming you with my scent so he tastes me when you finally get to kiss him."
I moan at her words, licking the suction part of the big, veiny dildo before I stick it to the ground between my legs. Cherry yanks my head and shoves her thong aside, pulling my mouth flush with her glistening pussy.
"Fuck, yes." She pants, my tongue dancing in between her lips before I suck her clit into my mouth.
"Go on, baby. Sink down on that cock. Ride it, but don't come until I tell you to," she says in between labored breaths.
I don't take my mouth off her pussy as I lower myself in the dildo, feeling it stretch me as I grab Cherry's curvy hips, pulling her closer. I can't help but moan, my breathing hitching when I take the dildo all the way inside. I feel so full, so stretched, but it's so much better when Daddy fucks me with our favorite strap.
"What's wrong, Baby?" She takes a handful of my hair and pulls me off her. "It doesn't do it for you today? Do you want a real cock instead? Want to feel his cum drip down your thighs after he coats your pretty, little pussy with it? Is that it?"
I whimper as I rock onto the dildo harder. She's right. I do want that, but I also want to make her feel good.
"Daddy, turn around. I want to eat my girl right." I stare up at her, eyes wide, giving her my best pout as I flutter my lashes.
"Mhm, you want my ass in your face, baby girl?"
"Oh, fuck yes. I want to feel it jiggle as I fuck you your ass with my tongue and curl my fingers inside that gorgeous pussy of yours."
"Better translate those words into actions, sweetheart. Or there'll be no cock for you."
I whimper at the thought, because she's got me so fucking turned on at the thinking of that gorgeous piece of man pounding into me, it'd be cruel and unusual punishment to take that away from me now. His buddy is hot, too, but he's definitely more Cherry's type. Fucking huge, long hair, babydoll eyes. He could be capable of killing a man, or he could be the biggest teddy bear in the world.
I know something my girl doesn't, and that's the fact that as soon as she realizes he's not only into his friend, she's a fucking goner. She'll be on that thick cock faster than she's ever been on anyone's cock before, but nowhere near as fast as she gets on me. I'll always be Daddy's number one.
Cherry turns to stick her fucking perfect ass in my face, bending herself in half and holding her ankles to spread herself wide open for me. She's so fucking hot, with her pussy shining just for me, and I hungrily bury my face right where it belongs, giving her a few long licks from her clit back to her perfect little asshole.
"Baby, don't be a tease. Fuck that pussy like you mean it. Show me how bad you want your boy." She shoves her ass back onto my face, forcing me to start eating her out in earnest. But in my mission of sucking, licking, and nibbling like my life depends on it, I've forgotten to keep moving on the dildo I'm sitting on.
One of Cherry's hands leaves her ankle and grips my hair, pulling me back with her juices all over my face and down my neck.
"Did I tell you to stop fucking that cock?" I shake my head and she yanks my hair harder, causing me to wince at the sharp pain that reminds me I'm alive, my pussy flooding around the silicone dick. "You better fucking ride that cock like your life depends on it, baby. If you don't come on it, you won't be coming at all tonight. If you do, I'll let you have a go at Pretty Boy."
She shoves my face back in her pussy and I get my ass moving again, arching as I bounce on the fake cock so it hits me right in the perfect spot. My pussy eating has become messy, but Daddy is fucking loving every second of it, moaning and panting, her chest red with her lust. Just when I feel her getting closer to the edge, I sink one finger into her pussy to get it wet before slipping it in her ass and she falls apart almost instantly.
"Fuck yes, baby, fuck my ass...Mmm, you're such a good girl for Daddy, aren't you?"
As soon as she's finished, she turns back around and crouches, licking herself off my neck and my lips before she grabs my throat, choking the shit out of me as she delivers more dirty words.
"Come, baby. Come all over that fucking cock and picture your Pretty Boy. He can have you tonight, but you're fucking mine. Do you understand?"
I nod, since her grip on my throat makes it nearly impossible to speak, and when she uses her grip to start slamming me down harder on the cock, I'm screaming despite her hold on me. My mouth is hanging wide open, gasping for air or relief or a cock in it. Suddenly Cherry is spitting in my mouth and smacking my face.
"Fucking come, you filthy whore. I don't have all night."
It's all too much and I do exactly as she says, coming so fucking hard I swear I black out for a second, and not from her choking me.
"Yeah, baby...fuck, you're so pretty when you come. Can't wait to see the look on his face when he gets to see this. God, I fucking love you."
My knees give out and I collapse, completely spent and sated, not even bothering to remove the cock from my pussy. Cherry immediately softens, releasing my throat and running her fingers through my hair, both to smooth it down and relax me. My eyes fall shut and I'm smiling like a dope, pulling her onto my lap. She feels so fucking good, all soft and sweet and warm. All mine.
Sweet kisses are dotted along my jaw, and finally on my lips, my girl fucking melting in my arms.
"Do you love me, baby?"
"Always, Daddy."
"Then let's get you fucked." Her words send shivers down my spine, and I can barely keep my hands to myself as Cherry changes into the red bikini I love her in. It's high-cut, showing off the tat that covers the mound of her pussy, thin straps that sit high on her hip bones and the triangle in between her legs leaving oh-so-fucking little to the imagination.
"Should I change, too?" I ask, running a makeup wipe over the bottom half of my face and reapplying some foundation and powder.
"No," Cherry snaps. "If he wants you, he gets you dirty, the way you are — because you're my fucking dirty girl and I want him to smell how hard I just made you come all over that piece of plastic. Understood?" I bite my lip at her words, readjust my pink mesh thong. They're soaked, but I know my girl loves it.
Cherry steps up behind me, running a hand down my shoulder and back, until she's massaging my ass, a groan escaping her pillowy lips. "Your skin is always so fucking soft. I just love it, touching you… I fucking love you, Baby." She presses hot lips against my shoulder blade before she runs a brush through lavender blond hair, flips it over her shoulder.
"Let's go, Baby. Let's find you a cock to ride."
"What if he doesn't want to?" I wonder.
"Then he's fucking stupid," she chuckles, running her fingers through my hair and leaning down to kiss me — gently. "And if he is that stupid, I promise I'll make you scream later. Make you forget all about his pretty face," she reassures me.
We walk down the hallway and onto the floor together, the music rekindling desire, especially when Cherry puts her hand around my waist. Someone shouts something, a guy and he tosses Cherry a wad of singles before I can even stand still. She grabs the back of my thong, making me yelp as my back crashes into her chest. "What the fuck?" I giggle.
"Kiss me like you miss me, Baby", Cherry mutters. She puts her arms around my waist until she's palming my ass, planting a kiss so desperate and hot onto my lips I can't help but lose myself. I'm flooding my panties again, clit throbbing because yes, my girl has that effect on me.
"I'll share my tips with you, because that was one hell of a kiss," she mutters against my lips. As Cherry parts away from me and shoots the guy in one of the booths a wink, and I gasp, pulling her arm and squeezing her fingers at the sight in front of us.
It's Pretty Boy and the big one, tongues mouth-fucking each other as if their fucking lives depend on it.
"Hmm… What do you think, Baby? Go introduce yourself, ask them for a dance. Easiest money we've ever made. They're clearly all over each other. We can just fuck and make them watch," Cherry whispers into my ear. My cheeks grow hot at the thought, but I can't help but feel a little disappointed. I thought I had him figured out, that Pretty Boy wasn't gay. But I guess I was wrong.