When Daddy spread open my cheeks I arched my back, presenting my little pucker to Phil.
He had to bend his knees a bit to get into position and I let out the most pathetic little whimper when I felt Phil’s slippery cock head push against my back passage so he stopped, leaning in and kissing me lightly on the cheek before saying, “If you’re not ready for this it’s okay Sabrina.”
Right there I knew he was right.
It was okay and it was gonna be okay.
I could go ahead confidently because if at any moment I didn’t like it or wanted to stop he’d stop.
The two of them, my dad and “uncle” were doing this for me.
I’m not saying that they weren’t enjoying themselves because I’m quite sure that they were, but I was the guest of honor.
It was my party and they’d DP me if I wanted, but only if I wanted.
I would have said they must of read my diary if I’d kept one but I guess they’d had access to the next best thing, my porn search history.
They had clearly studied that shit because everything from being molested in my bed and taken, to having my pussy licked and sucking cock, getting fucked some more, throat fucking in a threesome, and now getting double penetrated, not to mention the whole incest angle, all of this was in my regular porn searches, all my sexual fantasies, and they were coming to life.
I looked down for a moment my eyes suddenly brimming with tears as I felt this rush of emotion, and then I looked up at Daddy with a smile and said, “I’m ready Uncle Phil, put it in my butt.”
“That’s my girl!” Daddy said proudly, kissing a tear that had trickled down my cheek, resting his hands gently on my hips.
Daddy slipped his hands down to spread my buttocks again, and Uncle Phil was presently back pressing into my tight little opening and when the head popped in I automatically clenched up and it felt weird at first, like a poop that you can’t quite squeeze out, but I couldn’t help trying a couple of times anyway just out of reflex.
Phil slid his hands around to cup my tiny titties as he instructed, “Just relax Sabrina.”
So I took a deep breath and exhaled, just letting my bottom relax it’s grip which instantly felt better.
I suppose he felt me relax because he began thrusting.
Not too fast, but not slow, and just using the tip, introducing a little more cock every few thrusts.
I reacted by panting and moaning as I rode just slightly up and down on Daddy’s cock.
Uncle Phil then pulled out to the tip and then slowly pushed in deeper than he had before.
I almost couldn’t help sucking in a deep gasping breath and rising up until only the tip of daddy’s cock was inside me before Phil pulled back and with shuddering sigh a came back down, taking Daddy back inside me.
He did it again, and again, and before long we had a pretty good rhythm going.
Daddy had gone back to resting his hands on my narrow hips, holding on firmly but not guiding or forcing me in anyway, but just holding on.
Uncle Phil was fondling my full breasts as he repeatedly thrust into my little asshole, and each time I raised up with the in thrust, then sank back down as he pulled out, the two cocks thrusting alternately into my tight holes.
Phil kept going a little faster periodically and I kept pace so that pretty soon we were going at a fairly decent clip, once again our pants, moans, and the squishy sounds of our sex the only sounds echoing off the bathroom tiles.
For a moment my mind was gone and I was just a straight up fuck machine whose only purpose was to produce pleasure.
Mine and theirs.
This is me thinking about it later but in the moment this wasn’t a conscious thought, it’s just what I was.
I was so caught up in the rhythm that I couldn’t help letting out a little barking yelp when I pushed down and Uncle Phil didn’t pull back.
I took even more of him in than before and stopped short, clenching my butt and wiggling with a little whimper when I realized there was more.
But I took a deep breath, relaxed my back passage, and slowly finished moving down until I had as much of Daddy’s cock as I could get in, and my ass was pressing against Uncle Phil’s hips, his cock buried in my butt.
I rested my head and Daddy’s shoulder, rolling my hips and getting comfortable with these two cocks buried inside me.
I think I actually drooled a little while doing this.
After a moment I rose up on Daddy’s cock again and Phil followed me up, firmly ensconced in my butt, until I came down when he pulled back so that before long we were back into that rhythm only now with me taking the full length of both cocks.
It didn’t take long before I started getting off, hard.
We had started going faster again but this time it was I who was increasing the pace and Uncle Phil who was following along when I felt my orgasm rushing up to meet me and I began barking to the rhythm of our sex, “Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!”
Then a high pitched whine pierced the air as my body was seized by it’s first orgasmic spasm.
I slid my arms around Daddy’s neck, pressing my cheek into his shoulders, still rocking up and down on their cock as my body shuddered to my climax.
I was still getting off when Daddy panted breathlessly, “I’m gonna cum Sabrina, I’m gonna cum baby.”
“Cum inside me Daddy!” I cried without hesitation, completely caught up in the moment.
I knew precisely when Dad started getting off because up until that point he had just passively made his hard cock available to me, sitting still and letting me have my way, but his panting suddenly became quicker and shallower before he suddenly gripped my hips firmly and thrust up hard as moaned, “Aahh!”
Then he pulled back and drove in again, and again, his eyes slammed shut, his face contorted into an expression of agonizing pleasure as with each thrust he panted, “Aahh!”
The thrusts became weaker and less frequent and he eventually moaned, “Aahh, yeah Sabrina, that’s so good baby.”
I kissed Daddy on the mouth but it was kind of sloppy as my little body was still being rocked by Uncle Phil fucking my ass.
Then he panted, “I’m gonna cum Sabrina. Where do you want it honey?”
“In my pussy!” I cried immediately, without even thinking twice.
When he pulled out I instantly rose up, Daddy’s rapidly deflating cock flopping out as I arched my back, presenting my cum filled pussy to Phil.
One of his hands slid down to grasp my hip while I presume the other one guided him in because once he’d entered me it grasped my other hip and he started fucking me hard.
Daddy’s butt was near the edge of the toilet seat and he was laid back against the tank putting his torso at about a 45° angle and now my chest was firmly pressed agsinst his, my head over his shoulder and my ass in the air as Phil repeatedly slapped his hips against it with every thrust.
“Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo!” I began chanting as I felt another orgasm rapidly approaching.
That’s why I found it frustrating when Phil suddenly slowed his thrust, and then just stopped with nothing but the tip in.
I could feel him quivering through his hands on my hips and I guess he was attempting to forestall his orgasm as long as possible.