(sorry I've been gone for a while - I wanted to continue the story for those who wrote to tell me how much they liked it - I'm truly flattered)
"Mmm," I stretched against two warm bodies as fours arms pulled me tight. Daddy's light snoring woke me up and I looked over his body to my pink, hello kitty alarm clock. It read 1pm. Uncle Mike moaned, his semi-hard cock rubbed up against the back of my leg, as he dreamed about what he had done to me, what Daddy had let him do to me. I smiled wickedly as I realized that I was probably the luckiest girl in the world.
We had been snuggled up sleeping together for about 45 minutes when I heard a faint knock on the front door downstairs. I slipped out from between Daddy and Uncle Mike before they woke. Grabbing my robe I headed for the stairs as the soft knock came again.
My body was sore, my jaw ached as I quickly descended the stairs pulling the robe tight around my waist. The sleeping giants upstairs had used me mercilessly all morning long and I didn't want to disturb them, my body needed a break.
I peeked out the window to see Wren standing on the porch, flowers in hand. I hung my head as I reached form the doorknob. I hadn't even thought about him since Daddy had his way with me last night. Then after he and Uncle Mike this morning, well, I just didn't think I had room in my bed, let alone my life for an inexperienced and overly zealous boy.
"What do you want Wren?" I asked as soon as the door opened. His dark eyes twinkled in the bright sun. He was so cute it made my chest hurt and even though he had been too rough with me, he still made me weak in the knees.
He thrust the flowers at me, "I'm real sorry, really." He smiled sheepishly then took in my appearance, he eyebrows furrowing. "You sick or something?"
"No, she's not sick, kid," Daddy's booming voice called from the stairs as he descended and took the door from my hand. "Go get in the shower baby, I'll take care of Wren." I stood there looking at Daddy not sure I could trust him not to hurt Wren. He really was a kid compared to Daddy. "Do as you're Daddy tells you baby."
I took to the stairs listening hard for any sound of a fight and hesitated at the top as I listened to the soft murmer of their voices. I guessed everything would be all right and turned to go down the hall. I opened my bathroom door and was startled to find Uncle Mike naked and leaning into the shower turning on the water. "Sorry!" I started to pull the door closed to give him privacy.
"Get your sweet little ass in here girl" I turned to look up at his handsome face, long gold hair and clear blue eyes and felt like melting on the spot. "Come on, let's get you all cleaned up. Your Dad and I can't take you out shopping looking like that." He smiled at me.
"Shopping?" Cool, we hadn't all been shopping together in I don't know when. I peeled off the robe and stepped into the hot shower stream. Uncle Mike followed grabbing my bottle of vanilla scented bodywash. He poured it over my body then rubbed the slick soap until it bubbled up all over me, sliding down my legs. His hands slid over my skin in small circles, washing me clean. I shook under his touch remembering how forceful and commanding he had been with me earlier this morning. I was surprised by his tenderness now. Uncle Mike's big hand slid between my legs and gently stroked my sore folds working the vanilla soap over me as I sucked in a painful breath.
"Mmmm," his throat rumbled above me and I looked up to see him smile. He stuck his finger up inside of me stroking that magic spot until I pressed my body against his trying to make him stop. We would never get out of the house at this rate.
He reached around behind me lathering up my bottom, slipping his fingers in my crack, cleaning his and Daddy's come off my skin. I moaned against his chest putting my arms around his neck and grabbed one of his nipples in my teeth. He slid his hands down my legs and picked me up, my legs spread around him, my mouth finding his. I had always wanted this, always wanted to kiss him.
Uncle Mike pushed my back against the tiled shower wall and I felt him stroke his cock beneath me, using the soap to make it slick. He bit my neck and pressed his cock against my tender swelling lips.
"Oh, Uncle Mike, it hurts. I want to but it hurts." I whispered right in his ear. He grumbled loudly but released me letting me slide to the floor. I bent over and took his large cock in my hand and brought it to my mouth.
"Oh you are a good girl," He thrust his purple cock head into me grabbing a handful of my hair to hold me still. His shaft was huge and I opened my mouth as wide as I could letting him slip it down my throat as I breathed through my nose just like he taught me. He pumped in and out of me faster and faster, using me, and came quickly in my mouth but didn't pull out. "Swallow it, show me how much you love your Uncle, sweetie." I did I was told and choked down the salty mix. "There's a good girl." He moaned above me.
Daddy and Uncle Mike took me lingerie shopping. I had never had anything like that before and was a little embarrassed to be looking at that sort of thing with them. They took me in the back rooms and told me try on the outfits they picked out, do a modeling show for them.
"But Daddy, I don't think that..." I protested.
"Do as I tell you baby and we'll give you a special surprise when we get home." I turned to the dressing room wondering what they had in mind.
The first outfit was a lacy corset and had a tiny string crotchless panty. I walked out to show them and Daddy motioned with his finger that I should come to him. He ran his large hands down my lace covered body feeling the hard boning built into the corset. His thick fingers slipped between my legs and found the opening.
"Your wet, very good." I shivered wordlessly as he stroked me again. "Now try on the next one baby."
I slipped into the pink demi-cup bra and adjusted my breasts to that they sat up then stepped into the tiny white ruffled skirt sliding it up over my legs. It flounced like a little ballet skirt so I twirled in the mirror liking the way it flew up exposing my bottom. I walked out to show Daddy who smiled as soon as he saw me.
"There's my girl," he grinned at me. "Go show your Uncle."
I walked over to Uncle Mike and did a twirl for him. His large hands found my bottom cupping it and pulled me to him. "I like the bra but doubt it will last long." I straddled him and felt his cock hard and pressing against his jeans. "Let's see the last one sweetie."
The last one was my favorite; it made me feel like a grown-up. I slid the dark chocolate colored satin over my head letting it slid along my body enjoying the cool feel of the fabric against my skin. The halter style top hung around my neck, the front plunging dangerously between my breasts. It hugged my body to just below my crotch and I slid on the barely there chocolate thong. Looking in the mirror, I smiled at my reflection. I hoped Daddy wouldn't think it was too mature for me.
As I stepped out of the dressing room to show them, their mouths fell open and I giggled. "Do you like it?" I asked Daddy and glanced at Uncle Mike. "It's not too much?" Daddy shook his head slowly and I got worried that he was upset. I went to him and curled up in his lap. "Daddy?"
"You're so beautiful baby. I'm so proud that I'm your Daddy." He looked at Uncle Mike who's own eyes were wide then leaned down and kissed my forehead. "Now go get changed and we'll treat you to something special baby."
Daddy and Uncle Mike bought all three outfits. I was so happy that they liked the way I looked in them but I doubted that I would get much of a chance to wear them.
We got home and I started working on dinner. They watched me as I worked in the kitchen. Uncle Mike had insisted that I wear the pink bra and tutu and he smiled every time I had to bend over. They sipped their beers slowly as I worked up a sweat over the hot stove. Uncle Mike opened the kitchen window to let the cool evening air in. They had huge appetites so I made a large pot of spaghetti with meatballs and a tossed salad.
We sat down to eat at the table and Daddy came around the back of me and unhooked my bra. "I want to see you while I eat dinner baby." I blushed feeling the cool air from the open window blow across my nipples. His large hand slid across my shoulder and down to pinch my nipple and I gasped. "You're going to like our surprise, I promise," he said sitting in the chair next to mine. I folded my arms over my chest feeling a little too exposed in the bright kitchen lights. Daddy pulled his t-shirt off and threw it toward the corner of the room and Uncle Mike did the same. They were so large and handsome and I wanted them right here on the kitched table.
