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Elliot

The angry look Tyler was giving Tinsley and me was fucking adorable.

“You want to come, baby?”

“Yes!”

“Hand and knees,” I told him.

“Hand and knees, Papa,” Tinsley repeated after me.

Tyler rolled his eyes, but flipped over as asked.

“Teenie, help Papa out,” I commanded as I reached into the bag I had strategically set under the bed, just in case we decided to take this step during the rest of our stay.

Tinsley crawled under Tyler, waiting patiently as he adjusted his limbs to accommodate her.

“Suck, Daddy?”

“Yes, babygirl, but don’t let him come, okay?”

“Okay, Daddy.”

“Teenie, this one time you can be disobedient, okay, you don’t have to listen to Daddy,” Tyler joked.

Tinsley giggled before licking his length.

Pulling out my tube of lube, I squirted some on my fingers and warmed it a bit, before spreading it on Tyler’s hole.

“Fuck, Tinsley,” he moaned. Peeking between his spread legs, I saw our Little one sucking him with her cheeks hollowed.

Pressing firmly, I breached his back hole with my middle finger. His muscles gripped me tight.

“No coming, Papa!” Tinsley scolded me, making me laugh.

“I’m trying, baby, but your Daddy’s killing me.”

“Daddy?” she called.

“Yes, baby?” I answered, working my other finger inside of him. He was doing so well.

“Dun kill Papa, 'kay?”

“I will do my very best, love.”

“He’s going to do his best,” she told Tyler.

“Thanks, Teenie,” he sassed dryly. Sucking noises filled the room again and Tyler was suddenly much less sassy.

Working my fingers in and out of him made him cry out and his back arched. “Elliot!”

“Let it feel good, Tyler. You deserve all the good things.”

I withdrew my fingers, picked up the vibrating plug, and pressed it against his entrance.

“Push down, baby,” I commanded when I pressed the plug against him.

“Good, job, baby. Just like that,” I praised when the toy slid inside a bit.

“Fucking beautiful,” I said, “Your ass in phenomenal.”

“Please, Elliot!” he cried.

“Not yet, just a bit more.”

Pushing gently, I slid the plug until it sat exactly where I wanted it. The silver head sticking out from between Tyler’s ass cheeks made me feel almost primal. Unable to resist the urge, I bent my head and bit him.

“Umph!” he cried, dropping his head.

“Tinsley?” I called, wanting her to move from under him. “Tinsley?” I called again, smiling when I realized how engrossed she was.

“Hhhmmm, Daddy?” she answered, finally pulling off of Tyler.

“I need Papa on his back again.”

She climbed from under him and I patted Tyler’s hip. “Flip over, baby.”

“Do I get to come this way?” he asked.

“Maybe,” I teased.

Once he was laying on his back, I switched on the plug and heat rushed through me as he let out the most powerful growl. Dipping back between his legs, I took his length in my mouth. He thrust his hips and I gagged when he hit the back of my throat. Fuck, I needed to remember to thank Teenie for letting me fuck her throat. Shit was harder than it looked.

“Sorry,” he said, breathless.

I slid my mouth from his shaft. “You take what you need, baby. You can come when you’re ready,” I told him, grabbing Tinsley’s leg and pulling her closer to him. Using my free hand, I started to rub Tinsley’s clit. She was drenched and I smiled around Tyler’s cock.

Tyler grunted and thrust into my mouth again and Tinsley cried out as I increased my movements.

“Teenie, do you want to come together, Little girl?” Tyler asked her.

“Yas, huh, Papa!” she cried, tossing her head back and forth.

“Alright, baby, you got it. Ready?” he asked her before thrusting into my mouth again.

“Yas, huh!”

“Go!” Tyler said, reaching over and covering my fingers on her clit with his own hand. He helped me stroke her into a climax before unloading in my mouth with a shout.

“Fuck!” He cried, his knees opening wider. I used my knee to press the plug tighter against his rim. “Oh fuck, Elliot. Fuck!”

***

Tyler

My heart pounded in my ears and I worked to slow my breathing. When we started our relationship, I never dreamed it would lead to what was currently happening. Pulling Tinsley closer to me, I reached for Elliot. He climbed in the bed and held us close. Tinsley’s sweaty skin rested against mine and our chests rose as we came down from the bliss.

“That was hot,” Elliot said, grinning big.

“Very hot,” I chuckled. My ass was still spasming around the plug.

“Hot,” Tinsley said, nodding.

“Give me a minute, Elliot and I’ll take care of you.”

He snorted, “This was for your pleasure, baby.”

I turned my head and kissed him on the mouth, he cupped my neck and pulled me closer as he deepened the kiss. Tinsley’s little head popped up and I could see her watching us from the corner of my eye.

“So fucking hot,” she whispered.

“Tinsley Kate!” Elliot scolded with a laugh. I bit the inside of my cheek to contain my own laughter.

“Sorry, Dada,” she whispered sheepishly, tucking her head back into my chest.

I pressed a kiss to the top of her head just as Elliot’s stomach rumbled.

“Sorry, I’m starving,” he laughed.

“Food,” Tinsley agreed.

“Did you guys not eat breakfast?” I laughed, moving Tinsley so I could sit up.

“No, we was waiting on you,” Tinsley answered.

“Well, let me take care of Dada and we’ll go eat, okay?”

“Baby, it’s okay. This was all about you,”

“Shut up,” I laughed, sliding to my knees in front of him. The plug stretched as I moved.

“Yay! More hot!” Tinsley squealed, clapping her hands.

Opening my mouth, I took Elliot’s length into my mouth. His soft moan caused heat to start building in my stomach. I loved bringing him pleasure.

Hollowing my cheeks, I sucked him deep. His hands fisted in my hair and I let him take over the pace. My eyes watered when he filled my mouth, but I loved serving him this way. Tugging his balls earned me a delicious moan.

“Fuck,” he said, his head falling back. “I’m not going to last, baby.”

“I don’t need you to,” I answered after I released him. “I just want to give you pleasure.”

Sucking him deep and bobbing my head back and forth caused him to finally unload in my mouth.

Swallowing, I stood and grabbed his and Tinsley’s hands and pulled them to their feet. “Let’s go feed your hungry tummies.”

***

Taking Tinsley’s hand, I led her and Elliot to the back of The Pancake Palace. Helping her settle into the little booth gave me a delightful view of her diaper covered ass. I’d applied the duckie covered diaper after we showered, but I couldn’t get over how fucking cute it was. It matched her tiny waddle perfectly.

“This is your favorite place?” Tinsley asked, looking around the dimly lit diner.

I laughed at her face full of skepticism. Her concern was fair. It had definitely seen better days.

“It is.”

“Is a restaurant?” she asked.

Laughing, I booped her nose. “It is.”

“Is a sanitary restaurant?”

Elliot laughed. “They had an A on their last inspection, Teenie. I checked when I went to the bathroom.”

“I can’t believe how little you two trust Papa!”

“Tinsley trusts you, just not this food,” she sassed.

“They have the best pancakes in all of Georgia.”

She perked up a bit at the mention of her favorite food. “ All of Georgia?”

“Yes. Some even have cookies in them.”

Her eyes widened and suddenly she looked much more willing to eat.

“Cookies in them?”

“Yes, and they have whipped cream on top,” I answered, delighted in her Little’s enthusiasm.

“Tinsley wants 43.”

Laughing, I ruffled her curls before kissing her head. “I love you, Little one.”

“Love you, Papa.”

I took Elliot’s hand from across the table and squeezed. “I love you both.”

“Ditto, baby,” Elliot responded.

“Ditto, baby,” Tinsley parroted.

Taking her chin in my fingers, I tilted her head up to look at me. “Who am I to you, Little girl?”

She visibly swallowed before answering, “Papa.”

“That’s right. I’m Papa to you, Tinsley Kate, and the next time I have to remind you, your bottom is going to pay the price.”

“Yes, Papa,” she whispered contritely.

I pressed a kiss to her cheek before letting her go. “Now, about those cookie pancakes. I also think I need forty-three.”