Page 14 of 3 Daddies to Go

After Trace’s moment in the hot seat, I push him aside. This time, after a chaste kiss on the lips, I move to Kendall’s neck. She moans as I nibble the tan skin between her neck and shoulder.

“Oh God,” she whispers. She knows to be quiet, at least. We don’t want to draw any unwanted attention from the reception. Not before we’ve had our fun.

My hands find her hips, digging in. I’m leaving one hell of a mark on her, and I don’t care.

While I kiss Kendall’s collarbone, Trace comes back to give her lips some attention. Tag waits patiently off to the side. He knows his time will come again. We always take turns, and we make sure we each get as much time with the girl as we deserve.

I finally step aside for Trace to take a turn. Instead of her neck though, he slips Kendall’s dress below her strapless bra. Her double D’s are shown off beautifully by the bra, but Trace pulls it off. Without hesitation, he lifts her pert nipple to his lips.

“Yes!” Kendall cries out, a little too loudly. To keep her quiet, Trace kisses her harder. Her moans are muffled by his face pressed against hers.

Down the hall I spot a cushioned chair. I drag it down to where Kendall is, and Trace and Tag push her backwards so I can slide it behind her. She’ll need somewhere to sit, but not yet.

After all, I want to taste those puffy nipples of hers. I take the left breast while Tag works the right. Her fingers tangle into our hair, her nails scratching against our scalps as she moans melodiously.

I take her sounds as a sign and nibble on the erect nub.

“Fuck,” she whispers. Her groans continue to set us off. She’s begging for us to keep going, and we don’t plan on stopping any time soon.

This position works for all of us, so we stay like this for a while.

“Oh my,” someone says behind us. I turn to find a waitress averting her eyes. “Sorry, I didn’t mean …”

I grin at her. “No worries, darling. Do us a favor and try to keep anyone else from coming back here?”

The pale woman nods and scurries off. I doubt she’ll be able to stand guard, keeping people from the hallway, but I think she’ll try her best. And then, she’ll probably also go home to her boyfriend and ask if he has any friends. I could see the lust in her eyes just before she ran away.

“Oh my God,” Kendall says, pushing Trace away. “She just saw us!”

Trace laughs. “Don’t worry about it, honey. Let us make you feel better.”

He pushes her gently, forcing her to sit down. Her breasts bounce as she lowers herself to the chair.

“What are you—”

Trace shushes her with a kiss, then gets down on his knees.

“I don’t think you’ll be needing these,” he says, sliding his hands up her thighs and removing her panties. They’re soaked when he hands them over to me.

I meet Kendall’s eyes as I take the crotch of her lacy thong between my lips, tasting her. She squirms nervously, but she’s clearly turned on.

“You smell so sweet,” Trace says.

“She tastes sweet, too,” I growl.

I hand Tag the panties so he can try. He nods his agreement, suckling on the damp thong. When he’s done, he pockets the miniscule piece of fabric, shooting me a wink. He likes to keep souvenirs to remember our escapades.

I push Trace out of the way before he has the chance to reach the promised land. My friend is reluctant, but he eventually moves to the side. We tend to take turns with who gets the first taste. I’ll let him go first next time, but right now Ineedto taste Kendall.

I kneel in front of her, spreading her legs apart. The dress is a complication. How does one dress have that much fabric? I force it up above her knees, careful not to hide her beautiful breasts. I might want to play with them again after.

I slide my thumb up and down her wet slit. She groans, wriggling in her seat to give me better access. I take the hint and lean forward, finally tasting the goods.

“Yes,” she cries out. I suck her clit between my lips and swirl my tongue around, making her squirm. “That feels so good.”

I work her clit until she says she’s getting close. I don’t want her to finish before my buddies have a chance to give her a taste.

Instead, I dart my tongue deep inside her. I’m surprised to find some resistance, and then to my surprise, I lick her intact hymen. Holy shit, we’ve never had a virgin before. Is she the real thing?