Daddy's Angels: The Virgin

**At First Sight**

Kiara was 18 years old. On her first day in Evergreen College, she discovered herself lost in the middle of campus. She was nervous. Her heart was pounding away against her ribcage and her big green eyes looked around frantically.

Kiara was born in a small town and she had been rather invisible all her life. She would wear baggy jeans and a plain white T-shirt to try and blend in the background. But her teen body had other ideas. No one could miss her hourglass figure and full lips. She stayed low but still she couldn't help attracting attention to herself. Kiara was sitting in the back of the lecture hall by herself when she saw Lana.

Lana was a 19-year-old and the campus dream girl of every boy. She was the queen of the sorority. She always wore her blonde ponytail up. Her sharp blue eyes were always the envy of girls. Lana always wore tight-fitting clothes to school. She was aware that on entering a room of guys, they would all stare at her. And she thrived on it.

Kiara attempted to rush out of class, but she ran into Lana. "You seem lost," Lana said coolly. "I'm Lana. Want some help?"

Kiara's blushed when she was offered help by Lana. "I'm Kiara," she whispered.

Lana extended her hand and took hold of Kiara's arm. "Let's get coffee, I will show you how things work here."

The Protégé.

In the café, Lana whispered. "You're gorgeous, Kiara. Why do you cover your body with those baggy clothes?"

Kiara blushed. "I don't know, I'm not used to people looking at me."

Kiara got butterflies in her tummy when she heard Lana laugh. "I can help you with that. It opens doors, trust me I'm telling you."

After some time, they began to spend time together daily. Kiara was her apprentice of sorts.

One day, Lana threw a little black mini-skirt at her. "Wear this. Show those legs off."

Kiara wore it on and checked herself out in the mirror. The dress conformed to every curve. "But I feel exposed," she said, and her skin was tingling.

Lana was standing at her back and placed her hands on her shoulders. "You look great. You should be a little more slutty, Kiara. Trust me."

Kiara had never worn anything so revealing, but she couldn't deny the thrill that ran through her as she caught guys checking her out. Lana didn't let her stop there. Each day, the skirts got shorter, the tops lower, the heels higher.

Kiara began to enjoy the attention. But she knew she didn't want just the guys to look at her. She wanted Lana.

That night, alone in her dorm room, Kiara found her hand drifting between her legs as she thought about Lana. Lana was so confident in her sexuality, it turned on Kiara to be like her, to be with her. Kiara had never masturbated like this before. She imagined Lana touching her. Kiara came like she'd never done before. She lay there panting afterward, confused and exhilarated.

**Crossing the Line**

The next night, they were watching a movie one night in Lana's bedroom. They were sitting closely together. Suddenly, their legs brushed.

"You seem tense," Lana murmured. "Let me help."

Lana's hand moved to Kiara's shoulder, sensually massaging her entire body. Kiara's heart went crazy.

"Turn around," Lana commanded softly. Kiara turned. Their faces were only inches away.

In a moment of heat, Kiara lost her sense of judgement and kissed Lana. It was gentle at first and then it was deeper.

Lana pulled back, panting heavily, "Fuck." Kiara's face turned red, not knowing how Lana would react. Kiara couldn't afford to lose the only friend she had.

"Don't worry, I've been thinking about this too since I first saw you hiding in that baggy shirt," Lana said, sensing what was going through Kiara's mind.

Kiara heaved a sigh of relief. Lana smirked and kissed her back again, but this time harder. They began to move their hands under their clothes. Soon, they were both naked on the bed. Lana's body was beautiful. Kiara was suddenly overcome by a feeling of heat that she had never felt before.

Lana placed Kiara's hand between her legs. "Touch me," she whispered. Kiara could feel her wetness. They explored each other all night long.

The next morning, Kiara woke first. She reached out and traced Lana's nipple with a fingertip. It hardened immediately, even in sleep. Lana stirred, moaning softly, and Kiara felt a rush of power. She was doing this. She was making Lana feel good.

"Fuck," Lana breathed, her eyes now open. "Look at you. My horny little girlfriend."

Kiara couldn't speak. She nodded, her throat dry.

For the next few days they couldn't keep their hands off one another. Every opportunity they would explore each other's bodies. Kiara was becoming wild and her shyness was fading out.

Kiara had never been with a woman or man before. But Lana was patient, teaching her how to touch, how to taste, how to please. Every chance they got, they would try new ways of pleasuring their bodies, until they were both screaming into their pillows.

**The Dark Fantasy**

After a week of the fling, their bedroom activities began to heat up. Lana was looking to take Kiara to the next level. They began to view pornography on the Internet - hardcore porn.

Kiara was surprised one night to see a video of a huge black guy dominating a woman who seemed so shy and submissive like herself. Kiara watched, wide-eyed, as the woman was pinned and used.

"Look at her," Lana whispered in Kiara's ear as they watched. "See how she submits. She's calling him Daddy, see how she lets him take control. Kiara, does that turn you on?"

Kiara nodded, breathless. Her body responded to the imagery in ways that shocked her.

The next video was different. A massive black cock stretching a white woman's pussy.

Kiara watched, wide-eyed. "That cock... is huge," she whispered.

Kiara watched video after video. White women being dominated by black cock.

"Look at her face," Lana said, pausing on a close-up of a blonde woman being throat-fucked. "She's not just sucking, she's worshipping him."

Kiara fixated on the woman's face, how she looked relieved to be told what to do, to be owned in that moment.

"I wonder how that feels," Kiara admitted, her voice small. "To just... obey."

"That... that's what you want?" Lana grinned and put her hand in Kiara's pants.

"Oh my god," Kiara breathed. She couldn't look away from that big black cock destroying the poor woman's face.

Lana caught her staring. "You know, sex with men feels very different from what we've been doing," she explained, her voice reverent. And to make love to a big black cock can be the ultimate pleasure. Would you ever like to experience it?" Lana asked.

Kiara squirmed. "Yes," she whispered. "But I've never been with a man before."

Lana leaned in, her breath hot against Kiara's ear. "Then we need to train you first."

On the following day, Lana returned home with a 10-inch black dildo. "It's exactly like the real ones in videos," Lana said.

They lay down on the bed. Then Lana turned Kiara over and thrust it into her vagina slowly.

Kiara cried out. "It's soooo big. It's filling me up," she gasped.

Lana's eyes darkened. "I know, baby. Don't think, just enjoy and take it in. Submit to it."

Kiara struggled but refused to give up. Inch after inch, thrust after thrust, she let out cries of pleasure as her pussy stretched open around the black dildo.

Then, Lana got Kiara down on her knees. She held the toy in front of Kiara's face. "Now, for the next part of your training. Beg for it. Beg to taste it in your mouth."

Kiara's face burned with shame and desire. She looked at the toy, imagined it was real, visualizing a powerful black man behind it.

"Please," Kiara's voice trembled.

"Not good enough," Lana said, shaking her head.

Kiara closed her eyes, embracing the submission. "Please let me suck on it, Lana. Please, please, I want to."

"Better," Lana said. "Now suck on it like it's real."

Kiara obeyed. Slowly, she pushed the toy into her mouth.

"Oh, god," Kiara shrieked.

Lana pushed it in further until Kiara gagged, pulling away her mouth to breathe.

"It's so massive, I can't fit it in my mouth."

"Just wait," Lana laughed. "The real deal is even bigger."

**Complete Submission**

The following morning, Kiara went to Lana's room, wanting more. The pain of the previous night lingered in her body. She was going to surprise Lana, maybe play with the black dildo with her again.

The door was cracked and ajar. She heard loud and desperate moans.

"Yes, Daddy, fuck me harder!" Lana screamed. "Your cock is soo big, it's splitting me open!"

A deep and manly voice replied, "Yes, slut, take it all."

Kiara froze. She should have left. She knew she should have left. But her feet moved forward.

Kiara stood in the doorway, watching. Lana was on all fours on the bed, completely naked, her body slick with sweat.

Behind her was a huge black man, no, a god. Drake. He was tall, muscular and his dark black skin was perspiring. He was behind Lana, his big hands clutched around her hips, leaving red marks. And his cock was the biggest Kiara had ever seen. Kiara's breath left her in a rush.

"Your black cock owns me, Daddy," Lana was babbling.

Kiara's hand was between her legs before she realized it. She watched, transfixed, as this black man destroyed her best friend with pleasure. It was like watching the porn videos play out in real life.

And Lana was loving it, begging for it. "Yes, Daddy. Break me, ruin me, make me your permanent fucktoy--"

Kiara bit her lip to stifle a moan. Her panties were soaked.

Then, Kiara saw Drake's eyes. He was looking at her. He'd known she was there the whole time.

He smirked, and winked at Kiara before slamming into Lana so hard the bed shook.

"Oh god," Kiara whimpered aloud, unable to help herself.

Lana's head snapped up. Their eyes met.

"Kiara," Lana gasped, not stopping, not trying to cover herself.

Kiara should have run. Every instinct said to flee. But her legs wouldn't work.

"Oh god, Kiara, stay. Don't go. We only played with a toy so far. I told you the real deal feels much better," Lana said, sensing what was going through Kiara's mind.

Kiara stood frozen as Drake slowed his thrusts. He turned fully to face Kiara. "Well, well," he said, his voice deep. "Lana told me she's grooming a virgin for me. That you, girl?"

Kiara's heart pounded. She couldn't speak. Did Lana secretly plan for Kiara to catch her with Drake?

"Come here," Drake commanded, interrupting Kiara's thoughts.

Kiara's feet moved without her permission. Drake eyed her up and down. A malicious, sluggish grin appeared on his face.

Lana sat up on the bed. "Kiara, relax. This is Drake," Lana said with a wicked look in her eyes. "You can join us. I already told Daddy about our fantasy of a black guy dominating us."

Kiara should have been embarrassed, but she wasn't. Instead, she felt a wave of heat between her own legs as she looked at Drake. He had the perfect, chiseled, dominant face, she had visualized with the black dildo.

"Touch it," Lana whispered. "Feel what a real man's cock is like."

Kiara's hand trembled as she reached out. Her fingertips brushed his abs first, hard and powerful. Then her hands moved lower nervously. Her palm wrapped around the base, unable to wrap fully around the wide girth.

"Oh my god," she breathed. "It's so heavy."

Drake suddenly took Kiara's face in his hands and pulled her close. Drake's hands were so strong she couldn't resist. She didn't want to.

His hands rubbed all over her body. She felt wild and hot. She let out moans of pleasure. And his smell was so musky, manly, dominant. Kiara realized her pussy was leaking wet.

"Good girl," Lana winked. "Just do what Daddy says. I promise you this will be the best night of your life."

Kiara melted. "Hmphhh," she was barely able to breathe. She simply nodded and allowed Drake to take control of her.

"Lana told me you've been training your holes for my cock. Is that true?" Drake asked.

Kiara nodded meekly.

Drake smiled. "Show me what you've learned." he pointed his cock right at her face. His cock was 12 inches thick, full of veiny muscle. It was far bigger than the dildo.

His command was so overpowering that Kiara could not even think. She extended her hands, which were shaking. The smell of his cock was so manly. She wrapped her lips around the head, her mouth watering. Kiara began to nod her head.

Lana knelt down next to her. She guided Kiara's head. "Okay, Kiara, just like we did with the toy, show Daddy what a good little suckslut you can be."

Kiara froze for a moment. She should have felt embarrassed that Lana was demeaning her like that, but her body didn't agree. Rather, a weird excitement filled her. It had a bit of a frightening effect on her - how she loved it when she was called a "slut".

Kiara struggled to breathe as her airway got blocked by the massive girth. But it felt so good though, she needed more.

"Damn, that's good, girl," Drake said, pulling out of her mouth with a wet sound. "Now I want to hear you beg for it."

Kiara hesitated, then remembered herself. "Please, I want more," pleaded Kiara.

"Nahhh," he commanded her. "Beg properly. Don't you want to feel just like Lana?"

Kiara's voice was shaky. "Yes," she whispered.

"So beg for it like a good little slut. Like you mean it," he said. "And you know what to call me."

When Kiara spoke again, her voice was clear and desperate. "Daddy," she said. Her little town shyness was completely gone. "Can I kiss it? Please let me make love to your big black cock, Daddy."

Drake smiled. And it was the most intimidating, exhilarating look Kiara had ever seen.

She started at the base, pressing soft kisses along his length. She covered his shaft in reverent pecks, licking the veins that ran along its length.

"Just keep sucking," Drake said to her. "Don't stop until I tell you to." Drake forced her head, pushing his cock further. When it reached the back of her throat, Kiara choked.

"Thank you for choking me with it, Daddy. It tastes so good," she whispered, looking up at him with adoring eyes.

"You're a natural cocksucker," Drake growled. His hand rested on her head, not forcing, just guiding.

Emboldened by his reaction, Kiara found her words flowing more easily. "Mmhmm... I'm a slut... your slut... black cock slut..."

"Fuck," Drake groaned. "That's better. Now I want to feel your throat on my cock."

Kiara opened her lips wide and guided his cock back into her eager mouth. Lana wasn't just watching. She was behind Kiara now. Her hands slid under Kiara's bra to pinch her nipples, her mouth at Kiara's ear.

"Feel how wet you are?" Lana whispered, her hand sliding down Kiara's panties. "You're not just doing this for him. You're doing it because your body is begging for black cock. You're a natural throatslut, aren't you? Admit it while you suck him."

Kiara pulled back just enough to gasp, "Yessss, Daddy. I want to feel you in my throat."

"That's right," Drake grunted, thrusting his cock back into her mouth. Drake grabbed her hair and began to fuck her face.

Kiara's eyes filled with tears, but she gave in to his raw dominance. She wasn't being forced. She chose gagging on his fat dick over breathing.

Lana chuckled, "Daddy, does my best friend's throat feel tight wrapped around your big black cock?"

Drake barely nodded before he commanded Lana to join in and suck on his balls. Lana did as she was told and began to lick his scrotum, while Kiara worked on the shaft. The two girls looked at each other, their eyes filled with lust, over the massive cock.

Lana gazed up. "Daddy, do we look pretty making out with your cock between us?"

"Fuck yeah," Drake growled. His voice was like a roll of thunder. "I'm loving this sausage sandwich with my two sluts."

Kiara listened to them talking as if Lana was Drake's sex slave. Her friend was a reflection of the broken women from the porn videos. However, rather than shame, Kiara was aroused by it. She wanted to do that too. She wanted to make Drake feel good.

Kiara attacked Drake's cock with sloppy enthusiasm. "Mhmmmm, I can't stop my mouth from sucking on your cock. I love it so much, please fuck my face like this daily."

"Look at you," Drake laughed. "Just a few minutes ago you were so shy and now you're begging like a whore. Would you like to be my free use throatslut, Kiara?"

Kiara whimpered as she ran her tongue down the length of Drake. "Yes, Daddy. I'll always be ready to give you a blowjob - whenever you want, wherever you want. I'll get down on my knees, open my mouth, mhmmm, and pleasure you until you cum down my throat."

When Kiara pulled back again, her transformation was visible. "Look at her," Lana laughed, delighted. "She's become a complete slut for you, Daddy. She's learnt her place."

Lana felt proud of the way Kiara was talking. When she had first laid eyes on Kiara, she knew that there was a depraved slut behind the shy small town girl. Kiara was now a woman. She had succumbed to her primal desires, as Lana had done when she first met Drake.

**Taking The Cherry**

Lana put her hand down and rubbed Kiara through her panties. She was leaking pussy juice. "Fuckkk! Fucking Kiara's mouth like that has made her soaking wet, Daddy. I think she's ready to lose her virginity to you," Lana said.

Kiara had a wet 'pop' as Drake withdrew from her mouth. Her hair was all unraveled, her make-up had run.

"Gawwwwd! Oh, you're a natural, Kiara. One of the best and sloppiest deepthroat I've had. Can't believe it was your first," Drake said.

Kiara purred at the praise, knowing she pleased Drake. She had found her true self - begging, submissive, and absolutely depraved. It was his total control that was turning her into his submissive fucktoy.

She gazed down at his big cock soaking in her deepthroat spit. "You can use it as lube to break me open, Daddy. I made such a drooly mess."

"Dirty girl," Drake growled. He pulled Kiara up from her knees. He lifted her easily, he was so strong and powerful, and laid her down on the bed.

"Spread your legs," he commanded.

Kiara obeyed, her legs falling open. She revealed her virgin pussy, pink and untouched by any man.

"Beg for it, slut," Drake growled.

Kiara looked at his cock, completely broken with need. "Please ruin my virgin pussy with your black cock, Daddy," she begged. Tears streamed down her face from the anticipation.

Drake thrust forward in one powerful stroke, tearing through her barrier. Kiara's virgin walls elongated. It was painful but it was exhilarating. She cried out, the pain drowned out by intense pleasure.

"Deeper, Daddy, yes, yes. Make me your whore, Daddy," she shrieked.

Drake hit harder, his balls smacking her.

"Oh, fuck! Daddy, it feels too biggg! Kiara screamed.

"Take it all, b***!" Drake rammed his entire length into her.

Kiara's eyes flew open. It was as if she was being torn apart. The pain was great, but the pleasure was even greater. "You're stretching me soooo much, Daddy!" she said.

Watching the two, Lana climbed onto the bed. She faced Drake, and lowered her dripping pussy directly onto Kiara's face.

"Yeah baby, tonguefuck me while Daddy takes your cherry," Lana commanded, grinding down.

Kiara's voice died in her throat as Lana's scent overwhelmed her. She licked Lana's clit as Drake drove inside her.

Kiara's world narrowed to the twin sensations - the burning stretch below and the tangy wetness above. Every time Drake pushed deep, Kiara moaned into Lana's cunt, making Lana buck harder.

"She's close, Daddy," Lana panted. "Fuck her harder, make her scream into my pussy."

Drake rammed forward. Kiara held on to the sheets and her hips rocked. Her body felt like it would have an explosion. Her whole body convulsed from her first-ever orgasm. In the meantime, her scream was swallowed by Lana's flesh, the vibration triggering Lana's orgasm at the same time.

"Fuckkk," Lana trembled. "We're both cumming."

They were overcome by wave after wave of ecstasy.

Drake pounded through their orgasms, until both girls saw stars. As they finally collapsed, Lana slid off, revealing Kiara's dazed face.

Lana broke into a smile. "Congrats, babe. You just experienced what it means to be a woman for the first time! How was it?"

Kiara took a deep breath. "I have never felt so good before in my life," Kiara gasped. She could never go back. It was as if her body was built for this. For him.

Drake's superior black cock had both the girls hypnotized. Their brains were scrambled with pleasure from how that cock made them feel.

"Soooo. Dessert time?" Lana winked. "Paint our faces, Daddy. Mark us as your property."

In the porn videos, Kiara had always skipped the ending facial. She found it kind of repulsive. But now, something shifted. She was Drake's now. She was owned. She wanted use every inch of her to make him feel good.

"Yes," Kiara whispered, tilting her face up like an offering. Lana giggled as she too turned her face towards Drake.

Both the girls were keen to complete what they had begun. They began to take turns sucking his dick.

"You sluts really like how it tastes, don't you?" Drake said.

They both nodded their heads together.

"Daddy, I have an idea," Kiara winked. "You know how a girl never forgets her first? Let's record this moment. Then I can remember my first forever!"

"Damnnnn," Lana smirked. "That idea's sooo hot! It can be our new masturbation material."

Kiara took out her phone and held the camera steady as they both sucked him. They could feel the load building up in his balls.

"Get readyyyy," Drake said.

"Please, Daddy, fill our throats!" they begged.

Drake fired off a big load. He first filled their mouths and then sprayed his remaining jizz on their face and tits.

"It's like a fucking fire hose!" Kiara exclaimed. She wiped off a drop from her eye and put it into her mouth.

Lana looked at the camera then at Drake. "Daddy, see how pretty your cumsluts look covered with your load!"

"Damn. Now, swallow it down." he commanded.

Both girls eagerly obeyed. They shared and licked off each other his load. Not one drop was wasted.

"Thank you, Daddy, for feeding us," Lana said, licking her lips. "Your cum tastes so warm and delicious. Especially mixed with Kiara's pussy juice."

Drake took a look at his two new possessions. Both girls were now his personal fucktoys. They were completely under his spell, willing to do anything to please him.

**Insatiable Lust**

The following morning, Kiara couldn't concentrate on anything else. She kept thinking about Drake, replaying her orgasm from the night before in her head.

She met up with Lana again in her bedroom. "I'm sore everywhere. It feels like... like he rearranged my insides. I can't stop touching myself."

Lana smiled. "I know how you feel, baby. After my first night with him, I didn't shower for days so I could still smell him."

They were both desperately starved for Drake's cock again.

Kiara took out her cell phone. She opened the video from the previous night. The sight of Drake's big dick on screen had them both wet again. They began to kiss each other right there on the bed.

"We need to plan. Make him want us again as much as we need him," Lana grinned. She captured a selfie of them kissing and sent it to Drake.

Drake responded almost immediately, "Horny again?"

Kiara messaged: "Already wet just thinking about yesterday."

"Show me...," Drake texted.

They both took off their panties and sent a selfie of their leaking pussies.

Kiara was jumped over by Lana from the other side. She put her clit on Kiara's lips. They stuck out their tongues and went down on each other. Both girls felt turned on as they were giving and receiving pleasure simultaneously. Lana took another picture of them licking and kissing between each other's legs. She sent it to Drake.

Drake responded: "Hot. Now jam something inside your holes thinking about me."

They giggled with excitement. Lana replied, "Daddy, you are a real pervert, telling us what to do. But that's good because we love it when you tell us what to do."

Lana took out their dildo from a drawer. She inserted it into Kiara. They fantasized that it was the real deal.

Kiara asked on text, "Which hole did you enjoy more, Daddy? My hot throat or my tight pussy?"

"Can't really say," Drake replied, "there's still one hole I haven't tried yet."

Kiara blushed. Lana had an idea. She inserted the dildo slowly into Kiara's tight asshole.

"Fuckkk! It's gonna split me." Kiara shouted in an obscene voice. Lana shoved it further. Kiara was shrieking with delight.

Lana filmed Kiara's ass getting destroyed by the black dildo and sent it to Drake with the caption: "If a toy can do that, imagine what the real thing will do to her!"

"We'll see tonight," Drake responded. "My place at eight."

That simple text made both girls moan. Lana chuckled to Kiara as she put down the phone, "Babe. It worked! Now let's surprise him tonight. Let's go!"

"Go where? It's not even noon yet." asked Kiara,

Lana replied, "Tonight, we need to do something Daddy hasn't thought of. Don't you want to be a good little slut for him?"

Kiara nodded. So she and Lana went shopping for some slutty lingerie they could wear that night. They wanted to do their utmost to look fuckable.

They returned home, went to the shower and clean-shaved each other down there. Their pink pussies both looked perfectly hairless. Drake preferred it that way. Both girls wanted to look their best for him.

But they had still a few hours to go. They settled on the couch and opened a laptop, scrolling through porn. They studied sex positions, took notes, and practiced blowjob techniques on their dildo. "Daddy deserves better than our usual." By evening, they were soaking wet, and perfectly trained.

**Daddy's Angels**

That night they went to Drake's mansion wearing big overcoats. As soon as they entered in, they dropped down their coats. Both girls were wearing matching lingerie underneath.

Lana's G-string left nothing to the imagination. The tiny black strap disappeared between her thighs. Kiara wore matching lingerie with a plunge neckline. A satin tie around her slender waist made her look the part of a young supermodel.

"Like our matching outfits, Daddy?" Do we look sexy for you?" Lana whispered.

Drake nodded. He relaxed down on his leather sofa. He knew his two sluts were completely addicted and would do anything for him.

"Both of you on your knees and crawl towards me, I want to fuck your faces," Drake ordered them, like a king comfortably in charge of his harem.

Lana and Kiara promptly got down on all fours. With hungry eyes, they slowly moved towards him. Kiara unzipped Drake's pants, while Lana removed his cock.

His cock was only partially erect, still bigger than their plastic toy. Both the girls looked at it. It was magnificent. It was perfect. Their mouths watered.

Both sluts got down on their knees in front of Drake and went to work, sucking his cock in turns, showing their devotion.

"Mhm. That's just right, Daddy. Not completely stiff yet. I love the way you get harder in my mouth as I suck on you," Lana moaned.

She put her hands behind her back, just like the technique she had practiced. "Daddy, I don't have to use my hands; I can use only my mouth like a pussy to please you."

Drake fucked his way into her mouth. Lana whimpered. Her face was stuffed, and she was unable to breathe. Yet she kept her stare locked on Drake's face as he gagged her. She wanted to please him more, just by watching his grunts of satisfaction.

Kiara got a hold of Lana's hair. "Don't be soo greedy, babe; let me also taste." Kiara moved Lana aside. "Daddy, I practiced something new for you too. Can I show?" She wanted to show off as well. Drake nodded.

Kiara jumped over his dinner table and lay on her back. She hung her face off the edge and positioned her mouth upside down. Her throat was angled in a straight line in front of Drake.

"Daddy, I've fantasized about this all day! I want you to throat fuck me. But please promise me one thing first." Kiara said.

"What's that?" Drake asked. He stepped closer till his rock-hard cock dangled directly above her face.

"Promise me you won't be gentle, Daddy. That you'll go balls deep, hard and rough as you can be. Until you're ready to paint my tonsils with your cum," Kiara implored. She was desperate for him to make her his depraved throatslut.

Drake didn't reply. He gripped the table edges and thrust himself all the way down her throat. Kiara's eyes watered.

He pulled back slowly then shoved it inside her mouth again. He whirled his cock around and slapped it on her cheeks. Kiara was barely able to breathe, but she didn't pull away. She relaxed her throat muscles to accommodate his full length. She even stuck her tongue out to swirl on his cock's head. Her whole body trembled with the effort to be a good throatslut for Drake.

"Gawwwd! No one's taken me that deep before," Drake growled.

"Now, Daddy, let's show you what teamwork looks like," Lana breathed. She went behind Drake. She stuck out her tongue and pressed her face against his butt-cheeks. She used her tongue to swirl around his perineum.

"Like that, Daddy?" Me rimming you from behind while you fuck my best friend's throat?" Lana exclaimed.

Drake let out a moan of approval. "You're both such nasty sluts."

With one hand he played with Kiara's nipples and with the other he pulled Lana's tongue deep into his asshole. All three of them in sync as he thrust deeper into Kiara's throat.

Lana increased her rimming pace, moaning against his hole with her tongue. She reached between his legs, her hand milking his balls. She could feel his heavy balls filled with cum ready to explode.

"Fuckkk," Drake groaned. "You girls feel like heaven. I'm going to blow...."

Kiara's hands flew to his thighs, not to push him away, but to pull him towards her. Drake emptied his balls straight down into her belly. Her throat milked his cock. She didn't flinch or gag. She swallowed everything, not wasting a single drop.

Drake finally slid out, spent. Kiara slowly sat up gasping for breath. She smiled, proud and satisfied with the full load of jizz settling inside her. "Oh my god, Daddy... thank you. That was so hot."

Lana watched from the side, feeling jealous. She had first introduced Kiara to Drake because she was her best friend, but now Kiara couldn't even share a drop of his jizz with her.

But Lana knew better than to sulk. She knew how lucky she was to be with Drake. Him being the stud he was, every girl would throw herself at him. She didn't expect him to save himself for only her or anything. They didn't have that kind of relationship. Drake could have as much fun with other sluts if he wanted. Lana would just give him a reason every now and then to keep coming back. Grooming her virgin best friend for Drake was only to remind him why Lana was still his queen slut.

Lana's thoughts were interrupted by Kiara. "Daddy, did we make you feel good? Our bodies exist only to please you. Our pretty face, our perfect throat, our firm tits, our tight holes - you own everything," Lana replied.

Drake reached down and gripped both girls' faces, forcing them to look at each other then at him. "Good girls, it's time for the main course. Who wants to go first?"

It was finally Lana's turn. She whispered, "Daddy, how about you fuck my pussy first, then take Kiara's anal virginity? You can use my pussy grease to slide into her ass."

Drake grunted. He grabbed Lana's waist and manhandled her on top of him in cowgirl position.

She slowly rode him down, stretching her pussy lips to the max. Once fully seated, her hips snapped down to meet his upward thrusts, her tits bouncing.

Drake wrapped his arm around her waist. "Mount that cock, slut." He thrust his entire length inside her. Lana's eyes rolled back with pleasure.

Lana could feel him stretching her completely. "Right there, Daddy! Oh god, you're hitting my womb!" Her insides were getting stuffed in the deepest places.

Lana's words dissolved into a scream as her orgasm hit. Her cervix tightened around him. She trembled with an intense climax. Her juices poured down his shaft, soaking the entire length.

Lana kept riding through her orgasm, enjoying each aftershock. Finally, she managed to slide off. She whispered to Drake, "Daddy, I think that little anal whore is now ready for you."

Kiara's body was prepared, but she was nervous. She had struggled so much before, how could she fit the entire length inside her ass.

Drake told Kiara to get in doggy style. Kiara got down on her hands and knees. She lifted her ass high in the air. He used Lana's cum as lube, painting it around Kiara's asshole.

"Relax," Drake commanded. He slowly entered the head of his cock inside Kiara's untouched ass. She buried her face in the bed, screaming with pleasure. Drake pushed forward, filling her backdoor inch after inch. Kiara could feel him everywhere inside herself.

"Now all your holes are mine," Drake said as he pounded into her.

Kiara shrieked, losing control. Her hips bucked in rhythm with Drake's thrusts. "Yes, Daddy, punish my ass! Make me your anal whore," she screamed.

Drake spanked Kiara's ass cheeks while he impaled her. Her butt turned bright red with Drake's handprint. He thrust his big dick in her ass over and over until she went numb.

Lana lay down under them. While Drake pounded her ass from behind, she sucked Kiara's clit with her lips. "This is such a great view," Lana mumbled. "Look how pretty your gaping asshole looks, baby."

Drake thrust forward relentlessly. Kiara's face was flushed. She couldn't speak. She couldn't breathe. She couldn't think. All she wanted to do was to cum from anal like a Daddy's good girl.

Lana helped position Kiara. "Relax your shoulders, that'll open you up."

Kiara still bore down, screaming into the mattress. It was too big. It was too much.

Her orgasm, when it came, was different. It was painful and violent. She shook uncontrollably. She collapsed forward, half unconscious.

The three fucked several more times that night. They didn't stop till the sun went down. Drake used their bodies until they were limp and his seed leaked from all of their holes.

"Let's build a harem together. Now you're mine", Drake said. As they lay on the bed, exhausted, he drew them nearer to him. "My angels."

"Daddy's Angels," the girls replied in unison.