Dada and I stayed at home today while Sir went to work. I watch Dada while he cooks us dinner. The way his arms move and how concentrated he is on mixing the batter for the apple cobbler. I love how muscular his forearms are. I love how they look as he hovers above me, supporting himself on the hands he’s placed by my head. I love being caged under Dada while his knee is being pressed into my crinkly diapey and making me grind on him for any amount of pleasure I can steal through the thick cotton. I love grabbing those forearms as he wraps his big Dada hands around my neck and squeezes. I love feeling the muscles rippling under my hands. I love it when h-
“Baby, are you okay?” You break me out of my trance. I’m sure my face is bright red right now.
I nod my head in response to you, squeezing my thighs together to stop the flow of juices. You must have heard the little crinkle and realized why I was spaced out.
“Does baby need a diapey check?” You’re already walking towards me as I squeak out, “Yes”.
I stand up and allow you to peek into my diapey, grabbing it and realizing just how wet I’ve made it. “Seems that baby needs a change. Your little diapey is soaked.”
“Yes Sir”
I get swept up by the very arms I was just fantasizing about as you carry me to the changing table. I suck on my paci as I wait for you to get another diapey for me to wear.
We both hear the front door open as Sir comes home from work.
“We’re in here! Our little princess got a little carried away tonight and decided to soak her little diaper while thinking about something naughty.”
“Is that so?” I hear from the doorway.
Fuck.
I can’t believe you’re watching Dada change me right now. My legs are in the air with my knees pressed against my chest and all of me is exposed to the cold air. I watch you as Dada wipes me and lifts me up to place the clean diapey under me. I watch as you undo your belt and take out your cock. You’re stroking yourself to Dada changing me and making me unable to touch myself again. Fuck please let me suck it Sir. I have one Daddy standing there, watching me salivate over the thought of sucking the other one off.
“I think she likes what she sees, Red”
“I think so too. You think I should let her please me? Has she been a good girl for you today?”
“Hm. She hasn’t caused too much trouble. Back talked a few times but took her spankings fairly well with minimal problems. I think she’s been good enough.”
I slip into a nonverbal subspace as Sir is walking towards me and making intense eye contact. His rock hard cock still in his hand. “Be a good girl for me, baby”
I’m staring at Sir stroking himself as I feel my own wetness start to drip out. I’m brought back to him as he plucks my paci from my mouth and quickly replaces it with himself.
“Don’t worry, your mouth will stay busy and filled. I know my little girl has a big oral fixation.”
I busy myself with making Sir feel so good. Making sure my tongue never stops going circles around the tip as my head bobs up and down, slightly rotating in the opposite direction as my tongue. My left hand gripping the base while my right is supporting me so I don’t fall off the edge of the table. Fuck his groans are driving me insane. I can feel the slight thrusts of his hips get more forceful until he’s gripping the back of my head and fucking my skull. My saliva pouring out of my mouth, covering my onesie and pooling on the table. I hear a faint sigh from the other side of the table from Dada.
“Don’t you fucking move, little girl” growls Sir.
He knows I want to see Dada and what he’s doing now. My clit is throbbing at the thought of seeing him stroke himself at the sight before him. Sir fucking his little slut’s mouth while she drools uncontrollably onto the changing table.
He teases me by moaning a bit louder and more frequently. My thighs press together but he rips them back apart.
“Don’t close them again. I’m not done admiring them.”
His hands slowly creep up my thigh, so daringly close to my princess parts. I’m sure I’m covered in goosebumps as I’ve got the chills all the way up my spine.
“She’s so needy tonight huh?” That lilt in your voice telling me you’re smiling and I can hear the huskiness. You’re planning something. “Dada is gonna fuck his little princess while her mouth is filled with her Daddy’s cock. If she stops pleasing him, I stop pleasing her.”
Without waiting for a response, I feel Dada push into me. Completely filling my tight little pussy. “She’s soaked, Red. She loves sucking you off so much.”
“She’s such a fucking whore. Gagging on my cock, taking yours in her tight little cunt. She loves knowing that we own her and her cute little body.”
Shit. I love hearing the two of you degrade me. Please don’t stop fucking me. Please. I can feel my own orgasm build as Sir’s thrusts get more staggered and Dada’s thrusts get faster and the pad of his thumb circles my clit slowly.
My hips are bucking, I’m drenched from my own slobber and I’m gagging on Sir’s cock as it throbs and I hear, “I’m coming. Fucking take it”
I close my mouth around his cock quickly to make sure I get every last drop of his hot seed. I lick the tip as it spits out more. I open my mouth and show him how much he came before I swallow it.
“Good girl”
I lay back down and look up at Dada. He’s fucking me so good. I do grabby hands and he gives me his hand so I can suck his thumb. Babies always need something in their mouths. I suck his thumb and Dada coos, “there’s my little girl. So sweet. Such a little girl, sucking on Dada’s thumb. Yeah? So cute!”
My legs wrap around him as I regress. Dropping into a fuzzy mind where there aren’t many thoughts other than “Dada”. I need Dada. Dada sees my eyelids droop and smiles at me knowingly. His strokes get longer and he presses his hand on my lower tummy. Hitting the good spot where my tummy tenses and it feels so so so good. Frick. Yesss. Please Dada please. Let me cum please. He strokes until I’m quivering and teetering on the edge. That’s when his thumb slips over my clit and it pushes me. My back lifts off the table and my mouth opens to moan and groan and breathe heavily through it. That’s when I feel the ropes of Dada’s cum fill me up. Hearing his groans for each spurt.
“Dada”
“I know babygirl”
Once he pulls out, he walks over to my face so I can clean him off. Sir comes and lifts me off the table while Dada picks out a new onesie. Sir places me gently on the toilet while he runs a shower for us.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qsci9z/my_daddys_and_me