First time writing and sharing. All feedback is welcome.

———— As we’re entering you lean down to whisper in my ear “Daddy finally feels like sharing tonight little one” I turn to you, stunned, and ask you “what?” You say “you heard me. I’m sharing you tonight, princess. I hope you’re ready. I want to see how you can please two people with your beautiful little holes. ” Your words hit me like a lightning bolt. I can’t tell if it’s excitement or anxiety. My stomach swirls and my heart begins to beat a faster. Dozens of lewd scenarios flash through my mind as we continue in to find a seat. I feel a familiar slick wetness that’s pressing against my skin, trapped by panties that you told me not to wear. I did anyway. A little security.

I don’t ask but I desperately want to, “What does share mean?” I secretly pray this means you’ll pick a suitable man to fuck me while I look at you with big eyes and a mouth full of your beautiful cock. Safe. Familiar. Embarrassing, yes. But safe and familiar. I know how to please a man. Or men, maybe. And being used like a fuck toy, split in two, used for all I’m worth, I’m pretty sure that’s my true calling. My heart begins to beat a little faster. “Surely he’s too jealous for that” I think.

As I’m lost in thought, imagining what you’re planning, you notice the bright flush of red across my breasts. “Are you worried, sweetheart?” Not giving me a chance to answer, you continue, your tone patronizing “I’m sure you’re not worried about pleasing me. Are you nervous that you don’t know if you can handle it? My sweet and confident girl. You’re always flirting, here’s your chance to make all those fantasies a reality. Don’t be scared. It’s a gift” your fingers wrap around the back of my neck, gently, but with intention to lead me. The only thing stopping me from dripping on the floor is the panties you told me not to wear.

We find a space to sit - you pour us each a drink. We’re both fully aware that this is my responsibility, but you can see my nerves and the Daddy in you takes over. The comforter and protector knows I need some care. You hand me a drink and ask me to tell you what I am hoping for. I squirm in my seat. All signs showing you that I am both very nervous and very excited. “Daddy, I’m feeling too shy to tell you. I want what you want” “Is that right, princess?” Your eyes staring directly into mine “You want what I want?” Your eyebrows raise, full of a meaning I don’t quite understand just yet. “Yes, Daddy” I stammer.

“Good girls use their words and get what they want but brats stay silent and get what I want.” You say before leaning in to kiss me. Pulling away you finish “Good, I was hoping you’d give me a reason to get my way tonight.” I have a feeling it was going to go your way regardless, but I decided not to dig myself into a hole.

“What about her?” You say pointing at a petite girl across the room while sipping your drink. “Her?” I say,“What about her?” “You know how I give you princess treatment? How I make you squirm and writhe and beg for more with my tongue licking your soft lips until you’re shaking?” You look at me. “Yes” i respond quietly. “Tonight, I want you to taste what I taste. Your face pressed in her warm slit. I want to watch you as you make her cum all over you. You’re going to feel so accomplished and I am going to be so proud of you.”

My whole body is anxious. I know I can tell you no, but everything in me wants to please you and some part of me wants it. My pussy is slick and I am pulsing. Clearly, some part of me wants it. Before I can process I hear myself say “yes, Daddy.” And without thinking I’m walking over to her. A stranger. What if she tells me no? What if she doesn’t want it? All these questions never fully form before I ask her if she wants to join us. In my head I sound confident but I’m sure my voice squeaked. She smiles and looks me up and down before cocking her head to the side to peer around me and sees you. “Sure, looks like fun.” She says as if she’s said it a thousand times before.

She has a small frame, similar to my own if not an inch or so shorter. Her heels make her my height, hair just past her shoulders, brown eyes and a friendly smile. I try not to look too hard. It feels rude and I am anxious. Men make me nervous and women make me want to vanish inside myself.

We come back over to you, I can see your cock pressing against your jeans. Nothing has happened yet but you’re already ready. Maybe it’s your pride in me, maybe it’s your full control over a willing girl, maybe it’s because you’re getting what you want. I’ll never know, but I reach down to feel my prize rubbing you through your pants.

Your cock throbs in my hand and you instruct me to take off your belt. I do as you ask. As you stand to take down your pants I instinctively drop to my knees, mouth open and ready for you. Ready to take you into my mouth and pleasure you. To my surprise, she joins me on the floor m, mouth open and ready. Your cock is slick with precum. I suppose I can share, but I don’t want to share everything. I quickly glide my finger over your wet tip and lick it off. “You’re dripping for us” I say as I look up at you with a familiar smile. I grab your thick shaft and begin to lick your the tip of your cock. I can tell it feels nice by the moan you let out. Maybe it was encouragement or maybe it was real, either way it makes me want to keep going. The girl, the one without a name (I didn’t ask and she didn’t share), her hands are on your thigh and I realize she wants to play, too. I guide your glistening member to her lips and watch as she takes you in.

I remind myself this is not a comparison situation as I watch her suck you. My hand still planted firmly at the base, her lips touch my fingers if she presses deep. I compare anyway. I can go just about as far. You let out another moan and I feel the jealousy that I created by being a bad girl and not using my words. I am a little jealous but at the same time incredibly turned on. Seeing you get pleasure is apparently my kink regardless of who it’s from. I decide to not share that thought. It would feel like a punishment.

You request that she undresses and sits back on the bench. She complies, taking off her top and exposing her breasts. Larger than mine but still small by most standards. Next comes her skirt. She isn’t wearing panties. “A good girl” I think to myself “I wish I had chosen to be good” I can see glistening on the inside of her thighs from where she had dripped. I guess pleasing you gets her wet, too.

You turn to me “get on your knees, I’m going to teach you something.” This is less of a request and more of a command but still kind and soft. “Ok Daddy” I say, eyes wide. I get on my hands and knees and I can feel you behind me. My undies completely soaked and my needy cunt begging to be fucked.

You run your fingers up my thighs. “What is this?” I hear you say with sternness in your voice. “I told you not to wear panties and you chose to be a disobedient little brat” you pull back my panties and snap them against my skin. “Let’s see where this gets you”

Your hard cock, wet from our efforts, is teasing me. Sliding in between my lips, taunting me. “Are you waiting for me to beg! Just press into me” I think to myself. I feel you shift from my pussy up to my ass. “Daddy, please don’t! I’m sorry, I wore panties because I was nervous.”

You can feel my soaking wet little hole throbbing and you’re deciding to teach me a lesson or give me grace. I am desperate and I need to be filled. You’ve seen me like this before but only after hours of work teasing me. “Princess, if you want your present, you have to show me what you’ve learned. Show me. I want to watch you pleasure her while I fuck you.” You say in a voice too sweet for me to trust. And rubbing the tip back between my lips. I can breathe for a moment.

She’s sitting in front of me, legs spread open and touching her clit. Her pussy as wet as mine and just waiting to be licked and teased. Her hips are bucking watching us. You, taunting and calm, me, practically vibrating with needy desire to be filled.

I lean in to taste her. A little shy but knowing that I want it and I want you. She is warm and dripping. I play for a few moments, waiting for you to enter me. My tongue finds her clit and I begin to make small, timid circles. I wiggle my butt backwards to try to press on to you and I feel you pull away, stroking your cock. I can’t see you but I can feel your eyes on me. I feel you near me “baby girl, I know you can do better than that. Is that how I treat you? Do you need to move aside so I can show you how to do it properly?” I shake my head no, not removing my tongue from her slit. I can share, but I don’t want to share everything.

I go in with more intention. Tongue teasing her lips, circling and sucking on her clit, pulling away to watch the trail of slick mess that connects my lips to hers. She lets out a moan as she cups her breast with one hand and the back of her seat with the other. Just then I feel you thrust into me. I’m wet enough that a single thrust is all that needed for you to be pressed fully inside me. Your hand reaches around my waist to and begins to rub my clit. I hear you, voice raspy and deep “good fucking girl” My body feels electric. Maybe it is your words, maybe it’s the girl moaning in pleasure, and maybe it’s your long awaited touch. I know I’m only a few more strokes from cumming.

I slide my finger into her, just the way I like and I can tell she likes it too. Her pussy pulses on my finger and I can tell she is getting close.

I increase my intensity as I listen to her moans, both her and I getting wetter and wetter as I work your magic. You, thrusting into me, watching your little mentee taking on her final task.

Her hands grasp my hair and she pulls me into her and her thighs squeeze in. She is bucking her hips into me and I can hear you tell me “keep going princess” I feel her squeezing tight around my finger as she erupts in an orgasm. You’re stroking inside me, watching this girl experience ecstasy and you can’t stop yourself. “Cum for me Daddy, fill me, i need it.” I say just as you bust deep inside me. Feeling you cum, hearing your moans, and the absolute satisfaction of pleasing you both tips me over the edge. You can feel me pulsing on you as I let out a final squeak of pleasure “I’m cumming Daddy!”

On the way home, you place your fingers under my chin and tell me to look at you. I make shy eye contact. You can feel that i want to look away. “I am so proud of you. Look at how brave you are. You gave Daddy everything I wanted” and kiss me deeply.

My final satisfaction. 🤍