Loved by Twin Daddies

Chapter 4

"The hymen thing?" Daddy asked. "But that can break in a million ways."

"I know," said Uncle Larry, "but if it is there, then we know for sure."

"You're seriously suggesting we check for her hymen right now?"

"Yeah."

"f**k, I'm so going to regret this," Daddy said. "But now you've put that thought in my head."

Uncle Larry stayed quiet while Daddy thought it over, continuing to hold my p***y lips apart.

"Okay," Daddy said. "Do it. But if she wakes up, we've got to come up with a cover story."

"We don't even need one, really!" said Uncle Larry. "That's why this is genius! We can say that we were worried about her, so we wanted to check on her hymen."

"She's not going to believe that," Daddy said.

"We just have to stick to it," Uncle Larry said.

"Fine," Daddy said. "Go ahead already. My d**k is so hard, it's about to burst out of my pants."

"I know!" Uncle Larry said. "I was seriously out to whip it out right now and beat off."

I was so wet, I didn't know how they couldn't see me gush at the thought of Uncle Larry jacking off above me.

"I would if I could get to it," Daddy said honestly.

"Holy s**t, really?" Uncle Larry asked.

"Well, this is definitely the hottest - and f*****g craziest - thing I've ever done, so yeah, I could drill a hole with my d**k right now," Daddy said.

"But you would seriously beat off over your little girl?" Uncle Larry asked.

"Dude," Daddy confessed, "every time you call her that, I get even harder, so yeah, in this f****d up scenario, I probably would."

I felt Uncle Larry fumbling at his waist, and then the sound of a zipper sliding down.

"Holy s**t," Daddy whispered, "you're actually doing it."

"I can't help it, man," Uncle Larry said. "This is just too f*****g hot!"

"I know, I know," Daddy said.

I heard the sound of Uncle Larry's hand on what must have been his d**k, sliding up and down. I wanted to peek so badly to see how big it was, what it looked like, watch him jacking off, but I didn't dare open my eyes even a little bit in case they stopped.

"So, are you going to do it?" Daddy asked.

"Do what? I'm already jacking off."

"Are you going to check if she has a hymen?" Daddy said. "I can't get there from this angle."

"You seriously want me to check?" Uncle Larry asked. "You want me to put my finger in your daughter's p***y?"

Daddy's hips jerked up when Uncle Larry said that, and I had to fight a moan. Yes, that's exactly what my Daddy wanted.

"Yeah, man," Daddy said. "I do, and then I want you to tell me exactly how it felt."

While Daddy continued to hold my p***y open, I felt Uncle Larry's fingers start to explore my entrance.

"f**k, dude, she is so f*****g wet," Uncle Larry said. "My finger's going to slide right in."

Daddy groaned quietly, and I felt Uncle Larry coating his finger in my juices. Slowly, slowly, he started to ease his finger into my p***y.

Even though I had been m**********g for a while, I had never put anything other than my finger or a tampon up there, so his finger was definitely stretching me a little. Both Daddy and Uncle Larry moaned as he gently worked his finger in and out of me, pressing further and further into me with each little thrust.

"She's so wet and tight," Uncle Larry told Daddy, " and hot, like a little oven squeezing my finger. It feels so f*****g good on my finger, man, I can't wait to feel this on my dick."

It was that moment that I decided to "wake up," and I slowly blinked my eyes, while squirming a bit with their hands on me and in me. "Daddy?" I said hesitantly. "Daddy?"

They both froze, keeping their hands on me, but clearly not knowing what to do.

"Mmmm," I said, stretching a bit so both arms were over my head. "I feel good."

"You do, baby?" Daddy asked, disbelievingly.

"Mmhmm," I said quietly, like a sleepy little girl. "I like my massage."

"Well, that's good, baby," Daddy said, staring like a deer in headlights at Uncle Larry. "We just want to make you feel good."

"Thanks, Daddy, thanks, Uncle Larry," I said, pretending to not see Uncle Larry's d**k in his left hand.

"Of course, pun'kin," Uncle Larry said, in a choked voice. "Why don't you close your eyes, and let Daddy and me make you feel really good?"

"M'kay," I said, snuggling closer to Daddy, and rolling my head over his d**k as I did so. I closed my eyes most of the way, but left them open a little to see what they'd do next.

I saw Uncle Larry shrug at Daddy and felt Daddy's shrug in return.

"Keep going," I hear Daddy whisper to Uncle Larry, and then his finger slid back into my p***y. I moaned for him and spread my legs a little wider. I could see Uncle Larry's big smile as he started to move his finger a little faster in and out of my soaking wet p***y.

"That feels so good, Uncle Larry," I said to him, squirming as he slowly finger f****d me.

"I'm so glad to hear that, pun'kin."

"Hey princess," Daddy said, "would you like Daddy to give you a massage, too?"

My eyes fluttered fully open in time to catch Uncle Larry's WTF look before he looked down at me with an encouraging smile.

"Of course, Daddy," I told him. "I love your hands on me."

"I'm glad to hear that," Daddy said, as his hands came to my shoulders and started massaging them. "You tell me if something doesn't feel good, alright?"

"Mmm, okay, Daddy," I said, sighing and relaxing into his shoulder massage.

Uncle Larry kept moving his finger at a steady pace, in and out of me, while my hips started to rock up to meet it. I couldn't help the heavy breathing and little sounds I was making.

"Still feelin' good, princess?" Daddy asked.

"Yes, Daddy," I told him, "but you could massage other places, too."

With my eyes slightly open, I saw the look Daddy and Uncle Larry exchanged, and then I felt Daddy's hands start to slide down my chest toward my breasts.

"Like down here?" Daddy asked, his hands closing over my breasts. He groaned long and low, as he started squeezing them, pushing them together, running his hands over them.

"Yes!" I gasped, pushing my chests up into his hands, my n*****s hard against his palms. "Please!"

"Please what, pun'kin?" Uncle Larry asked, adding a second finger. I was so tight, it hurt a little, but he slowly eased them in and out, spreading them a little, stretching my p***y out.

"I don't know," I said, as Daddy continued squeezing my breasts, pulling on my n*****s. "It just feels so good, I don't want it to stop!"

I opened my eyes all the way to see Daddy and Uncle Larry exchanging a silent message with each other before looking down at me again.

"We won't stop unless you want us to, baby," Daddy said.

"In fact, we only want to make you feel better," Uncle Larry said. "Would you like that?"

"Yes, please," I told him.

"Why don't you sit up on your Daddy's lap then," Uncle Larry suggested, withdrawing his fingers from my p***y. He licked them off, eyes closed, sticking his fingers in his mouth and sucking my juices off of them.

"How do I taste, Uncle Larry?" I asked, as Daddy helped me sit up. He helped me slide my shirt down my arms, and then pulled me up by my waist until I sat on his lap, leaving my bikini bottoms back on the couch, my legs spread open on either side of his.

"Pull your skirt up, baby," Daddy growled in my ear, and I lifted it as he spread his legs wide, so my p***y was spread open for him and Uncle Larry.

"You taste delicious," Uncle Larry told me, moving off the couch, "and I can't wait to taste more."

He got down on his knees in front of Daddy and me, and slid a finger back inside me. Daddy's hands were back on my breasts, pulling my little triangles to the side so that my breasts were fully naked and pushed together by my bikini top. After sliding his finger in and out of me a few times, Uncle Larry held it up to my lips.

"Taste yourself, pun'kin."

My lips opened and his wet fingers slide in as both Daddy and Uncle Larry moaned loudly. "Mmmm," I said, sucking and licking at Uncle Larry's fingers until he pulled them out. "I like the way I taste."

"We'll have to get you some more of that flavor later," Uncle Larry told me, "'cause right now, I've got dessert waiting for me."

As Daddy gripped my breasts tightly in his big hands, Uncle Larry used his hands to spread my p***y lips and take a big lick all the way up my slit. Then he dug right in, flicking his tongue all around my p***y.

"Oh!" I gasped, hips thrusting in Daddy's lap, his hard d**k pressing tight against my back. "Uncle Larry, that feels amazing!"

"Have you ever had someone eat you out before, princess?" Daddy asked, his whisper sending extra shivers through me.

"No, Daddy," I told him. "I haven't done much of anything with anyone before. Just a little kissing."

"So you're still a virgin?" Daddy asked, hands continuing to play with my breasts, bouncing them in his hands. His hands were big, but my breasts were bigger, overflowing them as he squeezed and jiggled.

"Yes, Daddy," I gasped out as Uncle Larry found my clit, giving it quick little flicks with his tongue while he slide a finger deep inside me.

Uncle Larry looked up from between our legs as he worked a second finger into my p***y.

"No wonder you're so tight, baby girl," he said. "So you're telling me no one's ever touched or licked you here?"

I continued to squirm and gasp as he pumped his fingers in and out of my p***y, a little harder and a little faster each time.

"N-no, Uncle Larry," I gasped. "Just me! I play with myself sometimes, but just with my fingers."

"Good girl," Daddy growled before kissing and nibbling on my neck, squeezing my n*****s hard.

"Ah! Daddy!" I gasped, the pain in my n*****s going straight to my clit.

"So then no one's touched or licked you here either?" asked Uncle Larry, as his fingers slid out of my p***y and down to my asshole, circling around it before one finger pushed a little way inside.

"No!" I said in shock, not sure how to feel about the fingers playing around my hole.

"Looks like there are all kinds of things we can teach you," Uncle Larry said, bending his head back down. "Isn't that right, Lester?"

His tongue started to lick around his index finger, which was still gently working its way in and out of my asshole. My head shook from side to side as I tried to deal with the feelings coming from my asshole - not 100% bad, not 100% good.

"That's right, Larry," Daddy said, one hand sliding down my stomach to my clit, while the other continued to grip a breast. "We'll teach you all kinds of ways to feel good, baby. Would you like that?"

Daddy's fingers slid up and down my p***y, getting nice and wet, before circling my swollen clit slowly, while Uncle Larry continued to tongue around his finger, now sliding in and out of my asshole to the second knuckle.

"Yes! Yes!" I gasped out, as my body started to shake in its first orgasm of the night. "Oh god! Don't stop!"

Daddy's fingers suddenly went into overtime on my clit and I screamed as I came, harder than I've ever come before, as these two amazing men worked over my body.