“On your hands and knees, darling,” Eliot told her. “You’re going to suck Dash off while I take this sweet pussy.”
Trembling with want, Addy quickly moved onto her hands and knees. She slipped her mouth over Dash’s cock as Eliot entered her from behind, his thick shaft sliding deep. All three of them sighed together as she and Eliot set a rhythm, Addy taking Dash deep as Eliot thrust forward.
Back and forth. Up and down. Addy’s body was set to self-combust, the need to come so bad she could taste it.
“I’m nearly there,” Eliot groaned. “Dash?”
“Damn, yes.”
“Come then, baby,” Eliot told her. Addy took Dash deep and swallowed, massaging the head of his cock. He yelled, coming, and she swallowed hastily as Eliot continued to thrust. He reached his hand around and tapped her clit firmly.
Addy closed her eyes, drawing off Dash’s cock so she could groan aloud as her release rushed through her. She collapsed forward onto Dash as Eliot rolled to his side with a groan.
“I’m dead, gone. Stick a fork in me I’m done.”
She giggled at Eliot’s unusual silliness. Generally, he was quite serious. He had a sense of humor, but he wasn’t much for joking around.
It was Sunday; none of them had to be anywhere. They could stay in bed and make love all day. Or…
Addy took a deep breath to quell her nerves, trying to gather up the courage to ask for what she needed.
She could do this. She knew how much Eliot and Dash wanted this, wanted her full surrender to them. They even had a nursery all set up, not to pressure her, but just in preparation in case she ever decided to be their baby girl.
And that day was finally here.
“Dash? Eliot?” she asked. Both men rolled over to stare at her. It was something she hoped she never took for granted, the fact that they would
drop everything to give her their undivided attention.
“What is it baby?” Dash asked.
“I was, well, I…” she trailed off.
“Addy?” Eliot asked, frowning with concern.
“I was wondering if I could be little today.” She looked at the end of the bed rather than watching their reaction. But Eliot was having none of that. He grasped her chin, forcing her to look up at him.
“Are you sure?” he asked her seriously.
She nodded. A grin broke out of his face as Dash hugged her tight against his body. “You’ve made us so happy,” he whispered in her ear. “But if anytime you want to become big Addy again you just tell us, all right?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she replied in a girlish voice.
Eliot ran his hand over her hair. “I bet my little girl needs to go potty, don’t you?” he asked in a tender voice.
She nodded shyly.
Eliot took her hand and helped her from the bed.
“I’ll get some breakfast started,” Dash told them, kissing her forehead before he left the room.
Eliot led her into the bathroom and lifted her onto the toilet. She expected him to leave, but he moved around the bathroom, tidying things.
Addy wiggled on the toilet seat, desperate to go.
“What’s the matter, sweetie?” Eliot turned to her with a look of concern. “Are you having trouble?”
“Aren’t you going to leave, Daddy?” she asked.