Giddy Up, Daddy (Dirty Daddies 2024 Anthology #5)

Chapter 10

Chapter Ten

Nate

“Arghhh.” Daddy is playing with my cock, and he’s going to have to edge me because I do not want to come yet, but I don’t dare stop him. Not yet. “Daddddy,” I whimper, giving him the signal that I’m close to release if he doesn’t let up. Thankfully he gets the hint, and rolls me on to my back.

I look at Elle because that’s all I care about at the moment. How she is, what she thinks, if she’s interested. Her flushed face and concentrated gaze tell me she is.

I look at Bo, and wonder what will happen next.

“Elle,” Daddy says, “I think Nate wants a kiss. Do you want to give him one?”

“Oh!” Her eyes widen further at being asked to join in our scene. I hold back a laugh because I know she has no idea what’s coming.

But she nods and leans over, pressing a kiss to my lips. Her kiss is light at first, gentle, exploring, teasing. But then it deepens. Her hands come up to cup my face and her tongue pushes past my lips to dance with mine.

After a minute, Daddy chuckles. “Very nice, babygirl, but that’s not what I meant.” He points at my quickly softening cock.

Elle gasps. “I…”

“Only if you’re comfortable,” I reassure her. Before the words make it all the way past my lips, my cock is in her mouth.

“Oh,” I moan. There’s something about a woman’s soft lips and curves. It’s different than being with Bo.

“Straddle him,” Bo commands.

I see from the look on his face that we’re both pleased with how quickly she obeys.

He shoots me a loaded look, and I read between the lines. He’s been steering the ship, as the naturally dominant one, but it’s my turn. We need to know if she can listen to both of us.

“Take it,” I tell her. “Suck it. Take Daddy’s cock all the way down your throat.” I arch my back, thrusting into her mouth and watch as she does just that.

She’s perfect. Sweet, shy, obedient, perfect. And her mouth is like heaven. Spanked, sucked… If I get fucked tonight, I’ll have reached the trifecta. Usually I would want nothing more. Tonight I don’t care about that, though.

All I care about is her. Her participation. Her pleasure.

She sucks my cock like a good little submissive, she sucks the hell out of it, licking and sucking and scraping gently with her teeth until I’m clawing at the blanket and thrusting upward into her mouth, grabbing at fistfuls of her hair. And when I come, she swallows. Without being told.

Perfection.

“God,” I croak, when I can speak again. “That was perfect, babygirl. You sucked Daddy’s cock so good. And took his cum like a good girl.”

She blushes like crazy and hides her face in my stomach. Or she tries at least, until Bo comes behind her, and pulls her up and off me.

“Anything you don’t want to do?” he asks.

She blinks furiously and her mouth works like a fish. “I don’t… I don’t know,” she finally manages. “I don’t know what the options are.”

“Fair enough.” He nods. “Okay. Your safeword is red. If you get overwhelmed, or you want to stop or you don’t like something or aren’t comfortable, you say that and we will stop immediately, no questions asked.”

“Okay.”

Bo frowns. “I don’t expect you to call me Daddy tonight or anything, but how about ‘Yes, Sir’?”

“Yes, Sir.” Her voice is a breathless whisper.

“Undress.”

“Yes, Sir.”

We both watch as she slips out of her flats, then unbuttons the cardigan over her dress. She starts to get shy and I wonder if she’s going to stop, but she pulls the dress over her head. Now she’s standing in a lace and satin bra and panty set in a soft gray. I can tell it’s expensive.

Her gaze flits to Bo’s. “Do I… keep going?”

“Do you want to?” he challenges.

Wordlessly, she unhooks her bra in the back, and lets it fall to the ground before stepping out of her panties.

When she’s standing there, naked, her pussy glistening with the evidence of her arousal, her nipples tight peaks, she licks her lips. “Would you… Would you do what you did to Nate… to me?”

She can’t seem to look at either of us, and her whole body flushes pink. Bo catches her chin in his hand and lifts her face, forcing her to meet his eyes. When she does, he asks “You want me to spank you?”

“I just… I want to know what it feels like,” she whispers thickly.

“Well, I’m more than happy to make that happen,” Bo says. He meets my eyes over the top of her head. “Nate is too.”

I understand what he’s doing. Setting the stage for later. Beginning as he intends to continue on.

“I am,” I confirm, stepping up behind her. My cock brushes against the crack of her ass and twitches back to life. “You know,” I say, well aware I might end up paying for it later, “Bo is the only one of us wearing any clothes. That hardly seems fair.”

Elle tilts her head back to look up at me. “You’re right, it doesn’t.”

Bo raises his eyebrows, but he steps away from our human sandwich and begins to undress. I wrap my hands around Elle’s waist and pull her close to me while we watch him disrobe.

When he’s finally naked, he looks at us, his eyes twinkling, and shakes his head. “That better?”

“Much.”

Elle bobs her head in agreement.

“Good. Now, I’ve already been on my knees once today, and I’m getting too old for that shit, so I’m gonna sit on the bed, and you’re going to go over my knees.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Beau gets into position, and then I help Elle over his lap, and sit nearby holding her hands. The first spanking is always a shock, no matter how much you want it or like it, and no matter the purpose, whether it’s fun, stress relief, or punishment.

Personally, I love all of the above, but I’ve met many who don’t feel the same, and I can’t help but wonder where Elle will fall. She has to be open to the occasional disciplinary spanking to be with us. It’s just the way Bo operates. It takes some getting used to, but he swears it's the best way to clear the air, and I have to agree.

“You sure about this?” I ask. I’m nervous for her.

She nods, but I can see she’s nervous too. I shoot Bo a look, silently reminding him to go easy on her.

He picks up his hand, and brings it down across the center of her ass. She squeals and her bottom jiggles. The skin turns the lightest shade of pink for a brief moment.

“You good?” Bo asks.

“Mmmm,” she answers.

Does she like it? It’s too early to really tell. Bo lifts his hand again and this time he brings it down several times in quick succession across her left ass cheek.

I watch, entranced as the skin turns pink. Elle closes her eyes, and I can see a tiny bit of tension spread across her features but she doesn’t ask him to stop, so he does the other side.