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  Daddy Demands, Volume 3:

  Taboo Brats Submission Bundle

  By Abby Kace

  Daddy Demands Volume 3: Taboo Brats Submission Bundle is a work of fiction intended for adult readers only. All characters therein are 18 years old or older and not related by blood. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to events, locales, or actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

  Copyright © 2019 by Abby Kace

  Second Edition

  Seven stories of first times, forced submission, and innocence claimed.

  Men of the House and stepbrothers who give in to temptation. Untouched Little Brats who crave a rough hand.

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  Contents

  Daddy Plus One

  Daddy Claims His Princess

  Taming Their Princess

  Daddy in Control

  A Cherry for Daddy

  Daddy’s Naughty List

  Daddy’s Dirty Cure

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  Daddy Plus One

  “Charlotte!” My stepdad shouts. “Come downstairs.”

  “Coming, Daddy!”

  He’s been talking about a special trip with my stepbrother Gale. We had our birthdays two months ago, when I turned eighteen and Gale turned twenty.

  My handsome men had to work, so we didn’t have a proper party, but Daddy said he’d make it up to me later. He’d rent a yacht and we’d go sailing. I think he and Gale wanted my eighteenth to be really special.

  Daddy’s stretched out on the living room sofa, and the muscles of his torso ripple under his shirt. I freeze midstep when I see the tent in his jeans.

  “Sit down, Charlotte.”

  Flutters go off in my tummy. I sit facing Daddy and cross my legs, wishing I’d worn more than my little shorts and tee.

  “You’re a woman now,” Daddy says. “I’d like you to do more around the house.”

  I don’t feel like a woman, not in the way I want. “What do you mean, Daddy?”

  “Your brother and I have been talking. We love you and we want to take care of you.”

  Something in Daddy’s voice makes me blush hotter. “Of course, Daddy. Where’s Gale?”

  “Waiting in his room for you, Princess. But I told him I’m the man of the house and I want first taste.”

  “F-First taste?”

  “Are you really that naïve, Charlotte? I don’t think so.”

  I’m not. I’ve seen how my brother stares at me. Daddy’s the same way. I feel a tug between my folds and squeeze my thighs together.

  Daddy stands up with his face firm. He unzips his jeans and pulls out his hard cock. “Show me that pussy, little girl.”

  I suck in a breath. The only word that leaves my mouth is, “Daddy.”

  “You be a good girl now.”

  Daddy kneels to pry my legs apart, and he pulls down my PJ shorts to glare at the wet spot in my white cotton panties. “Still got your cherry, Princess?”

  I give a timid nod as heat crawls up my neck.

  “So does your brother.” Daddy brings his nose against my intimate place. “Figuratively speaking. That boy saved himself for you. Gale’s been waiting, but so have I. When your tits came in and those thighs plumped up, and that ass …” Daddy growls. “You’re a woman now and we need you.”

  My face burns. The truth is I’ve been waiting in my own way, and I knew it was only a matter of time before one of them tried something.

  “I’m taking that cherry, Charlotte. Don’t give me that look. I know I shouldn’t, but fuck, baby girl, you make my cock hurt and there’s only one way to get relief.” Daddy runs his strong hands over my thighs. “You ever had an orgasm?”

  I shake my head quickly. I’ve touched myself, but I’ve never felt that release my friends gossip about.

  “Daddy will show you.”

  He pulls aside the crotch of my panties, revealing my pink lips dewy with moisture. A growl leaves his mouth. Daddy puts my legs over his massive shoulders and lifts my hips, bringing my pussy to his tongue.

  I ball my hands against my chin. “Oh …”

  “You taste so good, baby. This sweet little pussy is ripe for fucking.” Daddy peels back my delicate folds to lick my swollen clit.

  I bite my knuckles as pleasure I’ve never felt simmers in my belly.

  When he sees me trembling, Daddy lowers my legs and grabs my thighs. He lines up at my opening and slips his hand under my tee to find me braless. A big hand squeezes my breasts. “Your tits are ripe too, little girl.”

  I throw a hand over my mouth.

  He leans forward, the massive tip of his cock barely splitting my pussy. I watch my cream seep out over his shaft and flush with embarrassment.

  “It’s okay, little girl.” Daddy strokes my face with the back of his hand. “Nothing to be ashamed about. You need my cock don’t you?”

  “It feels good, Daddy.”

  “This next part will hurt some, but I want you to be brave for Daddy.”

  “Y-Yes.”

  Daddy heaves a thrust that breaks my virginity, making me scream before he rubs circles around my clit to chase the pain away. He rolls my nipple between two fingers and kisses me hard.

  “Good girl, you did it.”

  “Ohhhh … that feels …”

  “Hold still, Charlotte. I want you to take my whole cock inside you.”

  He pushes and pushes, stretching my walls, until something hot and heavy—Daddy’s balls I realize—touches my anus.

  Twisting on the sofa, I feel a trickling itch deep in my belly. My vision blurs with sweat while Daddy pumps himself in my squishing channel.

  “I’m almost there, Princess.” He forces his cock deeper. “Such a tight little cunt.”

  I bite my teeth together when a sudden sensation shocks through my body. At first I think I peed, but then I know it’s my first orgasm with Daddy’s cock plunged so deep in my pussy. My walls ripple around his thick length. There’s a ringing in my ears and I realize I’m screaming again.

  Daddy throws his body on top of mine, grunting harshly. “I’m cumming, baby girl.”

  “Oh god! What—What did you do?”

  “Shhh. It’s okay, Charlotte. That’s Daddy’s seed you felt. And you came too didn’t you?”

  I toss my head from side to side. I think I’m suffocating, but Daddy frames my face with his big hands and tells me to breathe. I gulp down air as he slides out and holds me close.

  “Good girl,” he whispers. “Such a good little girl.”

  “I came, Daddy.”

  “I know you did. I felt it too.” He kisses my hairline. “Did you like it?”

  “Yes, Daddy.”

  He chuckles. “Just you wait, baby girl. Now get upstairs. Your brother’s waiting.”

  Gale. Oh my god.

  Daddy hauls me to my feet and pulls my panties on. He gives my butt a slap. “Be a good girl and make your brother happy. Tomorrow, we’ll go sailing.”

  When I get to Gale’s room, he pulls me inside before kicking the door shut. I back against the wall. My brother cages me between his thick arms, sniffing all over my neck, and I can’t bear to meet his fierce eyes.

  I can’t bring myself to tell him that Daddy took my virginity.

  Gale and I grew up together. Since I started noticing boys I’ve been dreaming about him. He doesn’t have Daddy’s hard bulk, that sense of power and confidence, but Gale’s sheathed in slender muscles and hunky in his own way.

  I know he has dirty thoughts about me.

  I know he sniffs my panties and jerks his cock on my bed when I’m out. One time,
I hid a camera on my dresser that recorded everything. Gale walked into my room, dug out one of my panties, wrapped it around his erection and stroked until he made an angry face and his body locked out.

  And if Gale wants something, he demands it. Just like our daddy.

  “Did Dad touch your pussy?”

  “Y-Yes.”

  “And you gave it to him, Charley?”

  Charley. Only Gale calls me that.

  I drop my eyes and blush. “He said he’s the man in this house and he gets first dibs. I’m sorry, Gale. I—I don’t know what came over me.”

  He looks at my drenched panties and soaked tee, then puts his hands on my waist. “It wasn’t easy growing up in this house with you, sis. You were always tempting me.”

  “I didn’t mean to.” It’s a lie and he knows it.

  “Do you know how many times I stroked my cock thinking about you, baby sister? Now look at you. Hot as fuck.” He gets his hand around my right breast. “I bet these titties still have some growing to do, but I can’t wait another day. I’ve never been with a girl before. Won’t matter. Dad marked you, but you still have another hole to give. You belong to both of us, Charley. Get on all fours.”

  “What are you going to do?”

  He squeezes my bottom. “Staking my claim, sis.”

  I sink to my knees, bending forward on my hands. The position’s humiliating—and so hot. I’m under his lust-crazed eyes and Gale circles me stroking his erection. He steps behind me, pulls my panties down, and I feel my juices seep out.

  My brother rubs my soaked folds making me moan. Then I hear him spit.

  “What are you doing?”

  “Lubing my dick. Your ass is going to take every inch.” His voice slurs a bit. “Every inch, baby sister.”

  He pulls my cheeks apart to rub his cock head on my puckered hole. “Your pussy is glowing red, sis.” Gale touches my clit. “Dad must’ve fucked you hard.”

  “Yes.”

  “I’ll do better.”

  “Gale,” I whisper, “you don’t need to prove anything. I know you’ve always—”

  “You don’t know, Charley. You don’t know how many nights I’ve stayed up thinking about you. I wanted to sneak into your room and take your pussy while you slept and cum inside you and make you moan for me. Shoot my cum all over your holes.”

  “That’s wrong,” I whimper.

  “I know. But you want it, don’t you? I’ve read your little blog online, baby sister. How you dreamed about my cock stuffing your cunt. Your dirty fantasies about being reamed by Dad and me. Covered with our cum.”

  “That was private!” I’m moaning. “That was—”

  Gale slaps my ass and bends over me, kissing the back of my neck. “That was fucking beautiful and I’ll make your dreams come true. Dad took your pussy, but this pretty little asshole is mine.”

  He thrusts into me, and I gasp. The juices covering his cock aren’t enough to grease the fiery stretch. Gale is too thick, his lust too hot. With one hand on my rear, he pushes and grunts, forcing his thickness between my cheeks into the warmth beyond.

  I scream as he sinks deeper into my passage, his sac touching my pussy. My ring burns around Gale’s shaft, and I hear him groaning.

  “You’re so tight, baby sister. This ass is perfect.”

  “Gale,” I breathe. My breasts bounce to his thrusts and my cheeks jiggle from the impact of his hips.

  When he circles a finger around my clit, I cum in waves that knock me forward. Falling to my elbows, I cry out as my brother groans out his release deep in my ass. I feel his hot cum tickling the sensitive walls of my anal cavity.

  Oh god.

  He pulls out before he flips me on my back.

  I look down to see my pussy flushed bright pink and glistening, his cum leaking out of my asshole.

  Gale grabs my breasts as he slides his cock over my tummy. He stays hard. “That was amazing, sis. Can you take me in your cunt?”

  “No! I’m sore. Daddy was rough—”

  He drops his head between my legs to lick my tender pussy, eating me out with hunger, his tongue so fast it flicks up my cream.

  “Always wondered what pussy tastes like.”

  I spread my thighs wider. “Oh god.”

  “First thing’s first,” Gale says, squeezing my breasts. “I want you to cum for me one more time so I can see your face. After that you’ll suck my cock.”

  He drags his tongue all over my folds, and with every swirl, I shudder a little. Then he lifts my clit with his thumb and flicks it with his tongue tip.

  Boiling inside, I open my mouth in a big O and squirt on his mouth. Gale clamps down on my pussy and guzzles my juices.

  “So sweet,” he murmurs. “I’m gonna squeeze this pussy every day for that honey. My turn now, Charley. You’ll suck me off.”

  He lies on his back, stroking his erection with the head aimed at me. I kneel between his legs, closing my lips around the tip, and Gale brushes my hair out of the way before pushing my head down. I taste his masculine musk that makes my pussy pulse.

  “Focus on the head, sister. It’s like your little clit. Squeeze my balls too, get those hands in there.”

  He combs his fingers through my hair and tells me how beautiful I look with a mouthful of his cock. I run my thumb down the seam in his sac and do my best to please him.

  “Fuck!” he growls.

  Tremors shoot up his shaft and scalding cum splashes my mouth. Gale pats my head. “Swallow it.”

  After I gulp, he pulls me in for a hard kiss.

  My brother takes me to the bathroom. He holds me in front of the mirror, stroking my pussy gently, his other hand molding my breast. My long hair is a mess from Gale’s and Daddy’s hands. They used me hard, and it felt so good, so dirty.

  Our eyes meet in the mirror before his cock slides into the cleft of my ass. “Dad and I wanted this to be special,” he says. “When we make you ours. He didn’t say anything about taking your cherry first.”

  “Are you angry?”

  “Yeah, but I can get this pussy anytime now. Am I right?”

  “Y-Yes.”

  He buries his nose in my hair and sucks in a breath. “I should’ve taken you sooner.”

  “Um, Daddy said we’re going sailing tomorrow?”

  “That’s right. We’ll be going out on the bay. The yacht’s a rental so we can’t mess it up too much.”

  “Mess it up?”

  “It’s gonna get messy out there, sis. Count on it.” He rubs my clit. “Real messy.”

  I look in the mirror at my flushed skin, the little marks over my breasts, and I wonder what else they have planned.

  Gale takes me into the shower. We stand under the hot water breathing in steam while his hand plays between my thighs. Then he puts my fingers on his cock, and I stroke slowly.

  ◆◆◆

  “BEAUTIFUL,” Daddy says with his hands in my hair.

  The yacht he rented is anchored in the bay. The waves look calm, and the shoreline is a distant haze. I’m wearing a black bikini that Daddy picked out for me. The back is a thong. I would never wear something so skimpy, but Daddy said he wanted to see my bottom at all times. So it was either the bikini or walk around naked.

  He’s naked himself.

  After we sailed, he shed everything. I can’t even look at his rugged muscles without blushing. Daddy used to work in construction before he started his own company and he still lifts weights every day. It shows.

  He’s lounging in a tanning chair on deck.

  Kneeling between Daddy’s thighs, I keep his hard cock in my mouth.

  “Good girl. Gale been giving you pointers?”

  I mumble a yes. I just sucked off my brother in the pilothouse. He’s still up there checking the instruments because a storm is moving in from the south. I told Daddy about the storm, but he didn’t seem worried.

  “Get off, little girl. I don’t want to nut in your mouth.”

  I sit back on my heels, b
lushing and flustered. “Do you want to do it in my pussy?”

  “You’re so cute asking it like that. So innocent. But no, not yet. Daddy needs to taste your pussy. Spread ‘em thighs so I can get under you. Touch your little clit for me, show Daddy how you play with yourself.”

  Rising to my knees and blushing like crazy, I push aside the front of my bikini to slide a finger over my moist crease.

  Daddy strokes his length and cum seeps out of the swollen tip. I’ve noticed that the more excited my men are, the harder they are, the more clear cum they leak. A thick strand dribbles off Daddy’s tip and rolls down his sac.

  He slides down the chair until his face is under me.

  Holding my thighs open, Daddy drags his tongue over my folds and teases my clit with his thumb, sending sizzles up my spine. I look over my shoulder to see his big cock swaying, more cum beading at the tip.

  “Such a sweet pussy. You’re all sticky, little girl.”

  “Yes, Daddy.”

  He suckles my soaked pussy making me moan and his tongue pries between my hot lips. I’m so wet the bikini keeps slipping back.

  “Take off the suit, baby.”

  “But—”

  “There’s no one out here, Charlotte. Get that thing off. I want to see everything when I fuck your pussy. Your brother does too.”

  I look at the pilothouse to see Gale glaring back. He’s waiting his turn.

  Blushing, I unclasp the bikini and straddle Daddy’s lap.

  “Hop on my dick, Princess. Get that tight little cunt all the way down.”

  I pull myself over Daddy’s swollen tip and slide to the base, that delicious tug in my lower belly growing as my walls stretch. No pain this time, not like yesterday, but I’m still a little sore, so Daddy soothes me with his thumb on my clit, encouraging me to be a good girl.

  I push my hands up Daddy’s chest and feel the power coursing through his body. My channel tightens around his length.

  “That’s it, little girl. Ride that dick.”

  My breasts flail obscenely, and only yesterday I would’ve been ashamed and horrified. Now I don’t care. The pressure in my belly grows, sweeping through my middle, and I hurtle toward climax.