The Dentist Visit That Ended Between Two Men

I’d gone six years without going back to the town where I grew up. Everything felt different, like I was a stranger in my own home. And from the moment I got off the plane and the warm air of Rosario hit me, a hunger I didn’t remember ever feeling before lit up inside me.

As I always try to take care of my mouth, I decided to stop by and visit my dentist from back in the day, Ricardo. That forty-something man with the soft voice and big hands who, when I was a kid, used to yank my hair just to make me mad.

He opened the office door and his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

—How you’ve grown, girl —he said, wrapping me in a hug that was way too tight.

I breathed in that perfume he had stored away in some corner of my teenage memories, and for a second I was that mischievous, spoiled girl again.

—Lie back down so I can look at that little mouth —he ordered, with a knowing smirk.

And I decided that the time had finally come to play his game. I lowered my gaze and nodded, obedient. I settled onto the chair and looked at him, amused, waiting.

He went ahead with the cleaning, and I made a point of brushing his fingers with my lips every so often, as if by accident. A little lick here and there, even a couple of soft bites. With one of them I went too far and earned myself a slap, light but firm.

—Behave, Lara, or you’ll be sorry —he warned me.

I raised the stakes.

—I’ll behave if you give me a lollipop at the end —I shot back.

—What’s got you so stressed out over there in Madrid? —he asked, changing tone—. You’re clenching your teeth. Or biting down hard on something.

I answered with an innocent little grimace that finished turning him on. I noticed the bulge in his pants shift into place.

—I’m going to give you a little massage to relax you, okay? —I nodded, smiling—. Take off some clothes and lie face down.

I took off my sweater and looked at him, as if asking how far he wanted me to go.

—Just keep your underwear on —he said, closing the curtains.

I got undressed slowly, pretending not to notice how he was devouring me with his eyes, and lay back down.

He stroked my back, barely grazing me with the tips of his fingers. I breathed deeply and let myself go. I was enjoying every rule we were breaking in that moment. He grabbed my hair hard and started massaging my neck, undoing tensions I didn’t even know I had. He told me in my ear that he was going to put on oil so he could touch me better. I just let him do it, even when he unhooked my bra to move all the way down my back.

He stood in front of me and massaged my shoulders firmly, brushing my face with the clearly defined erection pressing against his pants. I was going crazy with desire and writhing on the chair.

—Stay still, Lara —he said, and landed a spank on my ass with his oiled hand—. We’re nowhere near done yet.

He kept massaging my legs and then my feet, while I moaned under my breath, with pleasure and hunger. I didn’t know how much longer I was going to last without tasting what he had tucked in his pants.

When his hands reached my ass, everything got worse. My body reacted on instinct: my back arched on its own to offer him my ass, fully surrendered, and I went insane at how he traced every inch of me. I spread my legs a little, wanting him to touch me more. With one finger he hooked my thong and slid it up and down, pulling it away from my skin, checking how wet I already was.

He gave me one long lick, one single sweep that ran all the way down me. I shuddered and got even wetter.

—Get dressed, I’ve got another patient —he said all of a sudden, and my heart dropped into my shoes—. Tonight we settle accounts. At my place, nine o’clock. Same thong. And I don’t want you touching yourself.

Nothing gets me fiercer than unresolved arousal. But his tone was so commanding that I obeyed without a word.

***

I showed up at the agreed time with little more than a dress and the demanded thong. I had no intention of delaying anything: I was restless, aching for him to finally fill me like he’d promised.

He met me in the kitchen, somewhat coldly.

—Bring that bottle and two glasses. Take off everything except the little thong and come to the sofa. Tonight I want you to call me daddy, understood?

I understood the tone of the scene: that night, he gave the orders. But what I found left me stunned.

He wasn’t alone. Next to him, on the sofa, sat a stranger.

—Come here, girl, I want to introduce you to your uncle —Ricardo said—. Give him a little kiss, go on. And pour us some wine.

The man was staring at my tits, spellbound. He exchanged a complicit look with Ricardo and ordered me to turn around so he could get a proper look at me. I bent over the coffee table to pour the wine, confused and a little scared. Ricardo gave me a spank that nearly knocked me over and lifted his glass to toast.

—Come here, my love —he said, patting his thigh so I’d sit on his lap.

I obeyed slowly and he grabbed my hair hard.

—You wanted it so badly I brought you two.

I let him manhandle my tits, thinking back to the scene that afternoon, trying to get that excitement back. I caught myself smiling to one side, and Ricardo took advantage of the look to press his rock-hard erection against my ass.

It was already done. My skin prickled all over and a moan slipped out of me. I was determined to be my daddy’s girl and let him do whatever he and the other man wanted.

Holding me by the hair, Ricardo positioned me on all fours on the sofa. He pulled his cock out of his pants and my mouth watered: thick, vein-lined, already wet. I asked him with my eyes if I could start, and he gave it to me little by little. I licked the tip slowly, looking him in the eyes to make sure he liked it. Meanwhile, my thong-clad ass moved under the other man’s hands, which stroked it as if he had never seen one like it before.

Little by little, Ricardo let me take more and more of him, deeper and deeper. I felt four hands on my body at once and started getting wet beyond my control. Between the two of them, they pulled my thong down and began slicking me up with the same oil I already knew well. That scent sent me through the roof. I sucked him to the hilt, purposely gagging.

—Want me to oil up your ass, little slut? —the stranger asked.

My eyes begged yes. Ricardo spread my cheeks open and let the other man sink one thick finger all the way in. I moaned with his cock still in my mouth. I only wanted more.

The stranger alternated his fingers: he fingered my ass, then my pussy, then both at once. Ricardo pushed my head down so I’d take him deeper, until I was left gasping for air.

—Are you going to thank your uncle for preparing your little hole, Lara? —he said, grabbing my hair again and sitting me down on his cock, thrusting into me all at once.

—Yes, daddy —I managed to murmur between moans.

The stranger stood in front of me and rubbed his cock across my face. It was even bigger than Ricardo’s, the kind that’s a little intimidating. My daddy was fucking me while I sat on him and held my wrists behind my back.

—Take your uncle’s whole cock into your little mouth, or you’ll be sorry —he threatened me.

I opened my mouth as wide as I could and let that beast drive into me, while he grabbed my throat to force himself deeper. I couldn’t hold back the gagging; I wasn’t getting him all the way in like they’d ordered. Ricardo kept telling me I had to take all of him, all of him, while he pinched my nipples hard. I tried with all my strength: I ran my tongue over him from top to bottom, licked the tip so I could breathe, and swallowed him again until I felt him scraping my throat. But a few inches stayed outside, and no matter how much I apologized, they decided to punish me.

They put me on all fours over the coffee table and took turns spanking me in a way I’ll never forget. I don’t know which of the two had bigger hands or stronger arms.

Then, both of them in front of me, they forced me to suck both cocks at once. That really was an impossible mission, but I tried to be good and please them both. I licked their cocks, their balls, and beyond. They rubbed themselves against my face, dealing out slaps and a few more spanks on my already reddened ass.

Ricardo left me sucking the other man and pried my cheeks open hard.

—Now you’re going to see how daddy opens your ass, Lara.

He fucked me firmly, with saliva and oil, and made me scream with pleasure. I sucked and moved my hips like a possessed woman: at last they were giving me the rough treatment I’d been needing so badly.

The stranger pulled his cock out of my mouth so he and Ricardo could take turns fucking me one after the other. The first thrust opened me even more; no one had ever put it in like that before. One held me by the waist and the other by the hair; by then I could no longer tell whose hand was burying a finger in my soaked pussy or whose was twisting my nipples.

Little by little, the two cocks drew closer. They took turns at my hole more and more often, and I started to feel both of them about to enter at the same time.

—Take a deep breath, girl —the stranger told me.

He didn’t give me time to obey. I felt my ass split in two with both cocks inside me. I screamed in pain and they penetrated me even harder.

—That’s it, girl, see? They both fit. Keep moving that little ass —Ricardo encouraged me, ecstatic.

They held my hips tight and spit on me so they’d slide in better. I moved myself as best I could, feeling the two hot cocks throbbing inside me, and I clenched a little to give them more pleasure.

The stranger came first. I felt his release hit me deep inside, then run down my legs. Ricardo shuddered at that heat and came almost right away. They left both cocks inside me until the end, trembling out the last drops.

When they gave me permission, I sat up with effort. My ass was burning and still dripping.

—You behaved well, Lara —my daddy praised me—. Kneel down, I’ll give you two lollipops.

I licked both their cocks until they shone. They gathered up with their fingers what was dripping down my legs and gave it to me to taste. When I’d left everything immaculate, I served them more wine and curled up between them, waiting for them to want something more soon.