EroticReverie

I'm tied to the bed, a panting frenzied mess, my body dying for release, the edging becoming to much as my boyfriend Paul rub my clit slowly , kissing my breasts as Leon returns to the room, the hairbrush in hand. He waves it slightly with a grin. 

"That's the one" Paul smiles at my step father, both of them having seen the video plenty to know the ribbed grip of the hair brush too well. My legs are spread, and Leon drags the flat back of the brush along my thigh, lifts it and gently smacks the inside of my thigh making me jump. 

The blindfold is over my eyes and I whimper, never knowing what to expect, my entire body on fire. Anticipation licking up and down my skin. I yelp when another slap of the hair brush paddles my thigh. My ankles and wrists yanking at the restraints. 

"fuck" I whine. I listen to both of them chuckles. 

"Right there." I hear my boyfriend Paul instruct Leon. 

My hips jerk as my pussy is slapped. It's not even hard, it's the shock, the helplessness of not knowing when or where the next slap will be. 

"There." Paul says. Pointing out where Leon should slap the brush. Another slap teases my pussy, my hips bucking. 

"How about here?" Leon asks. I feel his hand grab my breast, his fingers curling around it from the side, squeezing it so my nipple is bare, and he slaps the flat of the brush on my nipple. He continues, the slaps growing hard, both of them groaning as I whimper, and hiss, the sting something that I didnt yet know if I liked. The sensation sending positive and negative signals to my brain that we liked it, as well as not. 

I couldnt see my nipple or the skin of my breast that was just spanked until I begged them to stop. Leon drops my breast and feel the softness of his lips press against the warmed skin and I flinch. Then whimper as I realize it's just his mouth and I bite my lip as he kisses, and licks my tortured nipples , soothing it with small licks and soft brushes of his lips. 

My body is relaxing and I let out a soft moan.

I should have known better. As soon as I show my pleasure, as soon as Im not longer whimpering and yipping in pain, I feel the slap of the brush on my other breast. 

"Fuck!" I cry. Then a hand smacks it. Paul's. I whimper. I feel the brush slap my stomach, making my ass push into the bed, my heels of my feet dig into the bed the best they can as I whimper. Stinging little slaps of the brush decorate my skin at random. 

Each one a surprise, sometimes one second between them, some repetitive, one after another, some leaving me in suspense for several seconds until the brush connects somewhere on my skin. 

I feel a hand on my jaw, Leon at my side and bringing his mouth to my ear. 

"You should see how hot you fucking look right now Avery" he groans in my ear. 

"I could fucking get used to the pretty pink your skin is turning" he whispers. I flinch as the brush smacks my pussy. I cry out, and then feel Leon shove two fingers into my mouth. My cry is garbled, I close my mouth around his fingers, crying out as the brush smacks my pussy again....seconds later...again. Using his fingers to muffle my scream and I bite down on his fingers after the next smack and he growls, His fingers dragging out of my teeth and then slaps my face. 

I pant, gasping and he gives my face a second slap. Not too hard, but enough to hurt, to punish me for biting his fingers. 

My pussy felt hotter now with the heat of the skin burning from the spankings with my brush. I was still wet, maybe even more wet than I was. I was thrilled by this, frustrated, yet fucking excited. Greedy for realease, but also greedy for the torture, greedy for more of the edging I was promised, my cunt pulsing.

I feel Leons hand grip my neck, lightly choking me as the slaps of the brush continue, Paul very much enjoying himself as he slaps my inner thighs. The sensitive skint here making me cry out, Leon groans in my ear. 

"You're such a little slut Avery" he says. 

"You want that brush in that pussy dont you?"

"Dont you?" he repeats with a deeper growl. 

"yes" I gasp, my breath taken as he squeezes and I feel him grin against my ear. 

"Desperate little fucking slut...you'll shove anything in that greedy little cunt, wont you?" he taunts. I nod and he relaxes his hold on my neck. 

"Dirty fuckin girl" he groans. 

"Beg us to fuck that pussy with your little brush you nasty little whore" he hisses in my ear. 

I beg, and I beg. Paul rubbing my pussy with the brush, slapping it again as Leon chuckles at me and my desperate whines and pleads for them to fuck me with the hairbrush. 

The reason why we're all hear. The stupid hair brush. 

I lift my hips in need as I feel the handle of it rub between my lips, the ridged design of the handle gliding over my pussy and I moan. 

"Fuck me" I cry. "Fuck me with it" 

"Nasty little bitch" Leon says, and I feel his hand reach down, and his finger slip between my lips and into my pussy and he groans. 

"You're so wet for that brush, you little whore" he whispers.

"I'm so glad I found your dirty little video,....you being a desperate little horny bitch...fucking a god damn hair brush....so fucking horny and needy.....needing this little hole filled....stuffing yourself with your brush" he says I can tell he's the one the brush now after his finger slides out and he teases me with the tip of it at my entrance. I moan. 

"Please" I beg. 

Both of their mouths are on my breasts and I curse, my back arching, my nipples seeking their tongues as Leon pushes the handle of my hair brush into me slowly. 

"oh fuck" I pant, breathing rapidly and clenching around it, feeling him draw it back out. I whimper when I dont feel it inside me anymore, that one single thrust of it and now it was gone. 

I feel the rubber handle pressed over my mouth, I let my tongue out to lick it. I feel them sucking my breasts, their tongues moving, their mouths pulling at my nipple as Leon feeds me the handle, I suck at it as he bobs the handle in and out of my mouth. 

"Nasty little cunt, taste your desperate little pussy all over it....so pathetic." he taunts and I whimper. I hiss as he trails the very tip of the handle down the middle of my chest, over abdomen and down between my legs, I let out a satisfied moan when my core is filled again. 

"Listen to that wet pussy" Leon says and Paul groans. 

"She's always wet like that....so fuckin hot" Paul says and I feel his hand over my stomach, then slipping down, he rubs my clit as Leon fucks me slowly with the hair brush, both of them groaning and breathing against my skin. 

"fuck" I breathe. "y-yes" I whimper, my hips bucking as best they can as I feel the combination of the hair brush and Pauls fingers bring me dangerously close to the edge they don't want me crossing. 

"Don't you dare cum" Leon groans. "Don't you fucking dare Avery...this is MY little cunt now....it does what I tell it to" he growls in my ear, Paul grunting. 

"It's mine too." He adds, but the way they claimed me was so different. Both Alpha's but it was Leon who owned me now. His voice so much more sure of what he was claiming as his. Making Pauls "mine too" so pathetic and childish. I just moaned, gasping as Leon kisses me. His tongue in my mouth. 

We both knew that I was no longer Paul's. 

"dont you fucking cum" he groans into my mouth. The hairbrush moving in and out of me.

"Daddy" I whimper. "Please" I beg. 

"No." he says plainly, firmly, his voice warning me not to ask again, not to fail at fall over that edge. I squeal, my hips bucking wildly as I try to avoid Pauls fingers, to avoid the hairbrush. 

I'm thrashing, wanting to cry as I try to do as Im told, my body refusing to listen as the orgasm threatens to let loose. I scream as I fight it back, both of them working me, forcing me to take more and more. 

"Give me that fucking pussy" Leon growls, the hair brush out, and him climbing over me. My hips rolling upward. 

"Yes, yes" I hiss as he slaps his cock hard against my pussy and then I feel the weight of his hands press into the bed on either side of me, the head of his cock pushing in, just the slightest bit, then slamming every inch into me. 

It's the shock, the absolute perfection of the way his cock fills me and stretches, the build up of what they've done to me so intense, that I cum. I cum so hard on his cock and he groans, feeling me grab his cock, pulsing around him and he groans loudly. 

"Yeah, whose is it Avery? Whose fucking cunt is this?" he growls, his hips slamming into me. 

"ITS YOURS!" I cry, Paul grumbling something but I dont make it out, I'm still cumming, still out of my mind with the pent up orgasm, screaming as I feel the waves it move my body, trembling, twitching against any will I have left in my body. 

"that's right....this is mine" he growls. 

"This is your new fucking hair brush Avery" he groans, thrusting his cock into me. 

"This is what's gonna keep your little cunt stuffed when you're all wet and messy for it baby" he grunts.

"anytime this cunt is wet.....you're gonna bring it to me Avery" he says. I whimper, panting, the blindfold making everything more intense, my legs shaking as he keeps fucking me. 

I can hear Paul breathing but he doesnt say a word, and Im pretty sure he understand exactly what's happening. He's losing his girlfriend to her own step father. I could go on dating Paul, and I would. But now he knew, he knew he couldnt compare to what Leon was offering. 

"Now tell daddy to cum in your pussy Avery" Leon says. 

I moan, whimpering. "Cum in my pussy daddy"