Step-By-Step: Forbidden Taboo Box Set (14 page)

I giggled, “I won’t tell anyone. Mom’s asleep. I can keep a secret. My hand drifted to his engorged member. I rubbed him, feeling wetness on the outside of his shorts. “Please. I’ll be real nice to it. Let it come out and play.”

He growled in my ear and thrust his shorts down, revealing a huge looking phallus. I was momentarily surprised by the size, but I grabbed for it, encircling the hot, throbbing object with my hand.

“Oh, Emma.” He kissed me, seducing me with his silky tongue.

Pushing against him, he was now on his back with that enormous cock jutting in the air. I had yet to let go of it. It felt so wonderful with its veined edges and knobby head, which brimmed with clear fluid. He tossed his shirt over his head and reached for mine. He yanked it off me, exposing my perky breasts. I wasn’t wearing a bra. The feel of his large hands cupping and pinching me, sent a rush of heat through my already overloaded system.

I kissed his chest. “You like this?”

He groaned. “How can you ask that?”

“You took pictures of me today.”

“I did.”

“Guess I look good, huh?”

“God, yes.”

My lips kissed his chest, which was smattered with dark, curly hair. The object of my fascination was in my hands, being rubbed by my fingers. I wanted it in my mouth, and I couldn’t wait to suck it. He tossed his shorts aside.

“Oh, baby, God…”

I kissed the rounded tip, tasting its salty tang. Then I licked a wet swath across the spongy expanse. “Yum.”

“Oh, Jesus.”

Closing my mouth over him, I sucked like I was drinking fluid through a straw. My last boyfriend loved it when I did this. Then I took him in as deep as I could, until I gagged. He was longer and thicker than I’d ever had before, and tears filled my eyes from the choking reflex. I focused on the head, while massaging the wet shaft with my fingers.

“Honey…”

I was determined to deep throat him again, and I braced myself. I discovered that, if I held my breath, I could get him in even deeper, nearly to the mound. Gagging, I managed to eat him whole and fuck him with my mouth.

“Oh, God…where’d you learn that?”

I suckled the tip noisily, while massaging his balls. He pushed me to the bed and rose over me.

“Open your legs, sweetheart. Let daddy play with his little girl.” He grasped my shorts and underwear, pulling them down.

His words were dirty, yet thrilling. My thighs drifted apart, and the state of my arousal was on full display. I’d never had intercourse before, but I longed to have my stepfather inside of me. I could not think of a more perfect lover. His fingers separated my nether lips, exposing my wet hole.

“What a pretty pussy.”

I waited for the feel of his tongue on me, tense and eager for this new experience, which I knew would be amazing. His finger prodded my clit, and I gasped.

“Are you a virgin?”

“Yes.”

He closed his eyes. “I’m in so much trouble, Go—”

“Shush. Don’t talk. Just suck.”

He laughed at that, yet obliged me by sliding his moist tongue against my slit and driving it up to my clit. I moaned in bliss, as sensation pricked me with erotic little tingles. My tummy quivered, while my hips thrust up wanting more. My fingers dove through his soft hair encouraging him to continue to administer to me in the most intimate way possible.

Stephen settled himself between my thighs and buried his face in my snatch, tickling my sensitive skin with his day old beard. He’d become more aggressive in his assault, by driving his tongue in deeply with massaging strokes. Saliva dripped between my butt cheeks, as he laved and stimulated me to such a degree, I had begun panting.

“Oh-oh-oh-oh…oh…wow…” Almost instantly, he stopped. I stared at him, confused. “What?”

He sat before me, holding his cock, while rubbing it up and down over my wet slit. “Do you like that?”

The rounded head pushed against my clit with each stroke. “Yes.”

“Do you want me to be the first?”

I nodded.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

The tip pressed inward, opening my little hole. I’d never had anything bigger than a tampon inside of me, and I gasped at the intrusion. How would that fit in there? After toying with my entrance, he held himself and rubbed upwards towards my nub of desire, prodding me, over and over. Closing my eyes, I gave in to the feeling this treatment provoked. It was the slow seduction of a patient man, meant to ease a large cock into a virginal pussy. He pressed into me a little further, nearly to the point of pain, and then slid free to prod my clitoris.

“You sure about this?” He sounded hoarse.

“I…yes.”

“We don’t have to…you know, go all the way. There are other things we could do.”

I stared at him, basking in the warmth of his sexy blue eyes. “I’m okay. I’m ready. I hate being a virgin.” He lowered himself, covering me with his body.

Hot breath was on my neck, and his ragged breathing filled my ears. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I’ll be fine.” I was a little scared, but I hadn’t come all this way to give up. Wrapping my legs around his buttocks, I pushed him into me. “Do it, Stephen. I want you to.”

He groaned. “I’m going to hell for this.”

“No.”

That angry, hard cock was at my entrance, sliding into me, stretching me impossibly. I bit my lower lip as my pussy stung from the intrusion.

“You’re so tight.”

He kissed me, sucking the breath out of my lungs. “Oh!”

“You want me to stop?”

“Keep going.” We’d gone too far now. He was partially inside me, and the sensation was staggering.

“It’s so hot. Baby, you’re…oh, God…”

He thrust, squeezing his ass, and embedded fully. I grimaced and bit into his shoulder. “Ouch.”

“I’ll try to go slow.”

The walls of my vagina throbbed around him. They’d never been invaded like this before. Moments went by without him moving, and I slowly began to adjust to the enormous cock. It twitched within me, eager for more.

“What are you waiting for?”

“You.”

“I’m okay now.”

He rose above me. “You sure?”

“Yeah.”

“You’re so pretty, Emma.”

I melted. “Ah, thanks. You’re hot.” He chuckled at that.

Gently, he began to move, sliding back and forth. It didn’t hurt now, which was a relief. I felt skewered, though, on the long, hard object seeking its pleasure in my love hole. He groaned while thrusting, the strokes increasing in intensity and length.

“Oh, God, honey…”

My fingertips dug into the firm muscles of his ass and held him to me, marveling at how wonderful it was to have a man on top of me, making love to me. I’d waited for him to be the first, because I knew it would be amazing. I had yet to be even remotely disappointed in my older lover. He slid out of me, unexpectedly.

“What?”

“Turn around.”

I was confused. “Why?”

“Lay on your stomach. I’ll do you from behind, but finger yourself.”

Now I understood. I rolled over and offered him an unobstructed view of my bottom. His hand was on me in a flash.

“This is so nice.” He massaged my ass, kneading and pushing the globes together. “It’s the nicest I’ve ever seen. Cheerleading agrees with you.”

I slid my hand down my belly to my clit, where I rubbed myself like he had instructed. He leaned over me, prodding me with his huge cock. I closed my eyes expecting pain, but instead, he slid right in. Then he began to thrust back and forth, filling me completely each time. This new position had him hitting something sensitive in the inner reaches of my pussy. Tingles burst in my core, spreading out to my tummy and beyond. My fingers rubbed my moist clit, teasing and encouraging the edges of release, which threatened sweetly.

“Is this better?” he gasped.

“Yes. I…love it.”

“I bet you do, you naughty girl.”

He increased his pumping, working me harder. From this angle, his cock didn’t plunge quite as far, which was a relief. It was the perfect length now, bringing me closer to the promised land of sexual gratification. My body tensed, preparing to purge itself of a much-needed climax. The slow build began to compound alarmingly, to such a point, my ears rang and my body flushed. I thrust my ass up, matching his movements, and together we danced rhythmically in perfect unison, until I grasped the sheets and stifled a scream as wave after wave of blissful release had me shuddering and convulsing beneath him.

“Oh, Stephen!”

“What a good girl. Cum on my cock.”

I moaned into the bed, stunned by how incredible that had just felt. Tiny beads of sweat had formed on my forehead, and exhaustion overcame me. Stephen slid out, leaving me dripping with the moisture of my own arousal.

His hand was on my ass. “You want to suck this, honey?”

“I’d love to.”

He lay on the bed, and I took him into my hands, marveling at how wet he felt. I smelled myself on him, which was naughty.

“You’re wonderful, Emma.”

I took him into my mouth, and he groaned. I sucked the engorged tip aggressively, pushing against him with my tongue. Knowing that I wasn’t a virgin anymore thrilled me to the core. I felt like a woman for the first time in my life. I knew what it was like to have a man’s cock buried deep, pleasuring me. I hoped my stepdaddy would fuck me often from this day forward. I wouldn’t even need a boyfriend now, because I had my father to take care of that.
Oh, that’s a dirty thought
.

Inhaling him whole, I gagged, taking him to the back of my throat. His hands went to my head, pushing me lower. A rush of saliva rose up as tears filled my eyes. I tamped down the gag reflex and continued to devour him as best as I could.

“Oh…God…that’s nice.”

His tummy tensed and released with each of my sucks. Wet, squishy sounds filled the room, and saliva gushed down the length of his shaft.

“Honey!” He pulled himself from my grasp and pumped the end. “Do…you can eat it, if you want. Open your mouth.”

I’d tasted spunk before from a previous boyfriend, so I wasn’t unprepared for the salty quality of such an offering. I waited for it to breach the threshold. The end suddenly erupted with a stream of hot, white fluid, which squirted into my mouth and pooled on my tongue.

“Oh, shit! Ooohh…Emma…ooohhh…”

He smiled at me tiredly, and I opened my mouth to show him the fruits of his labor. I was filled with his warm cum, which I swallowed.

Stephen collapsed on the bed. “I’m…that was so amazing.”

I snuggled into him and laid my arm across his chest. “It was very nice.”

He drew me to him. “We have to keep quiet about this. Your mom would be so hurt if she knew.”

“I know.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah.”

“Maybe we shouldn’t do this again.”

“Why not?”

“You know why not.”

I glanced at him to find him looking guilty and worried. “It’ll be fine. I won’t say anything. We’ll be very careful.”

“This could be a vacation thing; a vacation weakness thing. Like people who do stupid stuff when they travel to other countries or something.”

I shook my head. “No. I want you at home too.”

He groaned. “Oh, man. I’m in deep shit.”

I giggled and snuggled into his manly warmth. “Uh-huh.”

“You looked so good on the beach today.”

“I did?”

“Yeah.”

“Was that the last straw?”

He chuckled, “Pretty much.”

“I saw you naked once, in mom’s room.”

“Really?”

“You looked yummy.” I ran my hand across his firm belly. “I’m so lucky.”

“Don’t say that.”

I should have felt bad for stealing my mom’s husband and having sex with him, but in my youthful exuberance and naiveté, that emotion was subdued, if not missing all together.

“Go to sleep, honey. I’m gonna go back to my room.”

I grabbed him, not wanting to let him leave. “Stay.”

He groaned. “I’ll wait till you fall asleep.”

Pressing my nose to his chest, I inhaled his musky fragrance. “Okay.”

The next day, mom hobbled down to the pool area, where she occupied a lounge chair with her foot propped on a rolled up towel. The pool had an enormous waterfall on one end and a wall of huge boulders with steps that led up to several hot tubs. An assortment of palm trees and white umbrellas spotted the landscape, with the tiled red roofs of the complex in the distance. Several people sunbathed, and a family splashed in the water.

Stephen bought her an ice cream cone. “Here, Beth.”

“Oh, thanks, honey. You should swim and have fun.”

He eyed me. “Yeah, I will.”

I waited for him in the salt-water pool, hanging onto the edge, watching him take his t-shirt off. All I’d been able to think about all day was having sex with him last night. It had been so wonderful and amazing. I ached, wanting more, even though I was a little sore today.

Stephen got in and swam to me. “Nice.”

I smiled at him. “It is.”

Mom relaxed against the chair and put her sunglasses on. I took that opportunity to jump on his back and wrap my arms around his neck. He glanced nervously in her direction.

“We have to watch it.”

“I know.” I enjoyed the feel of him. The muscles in his back and shoulders rippled when he moved. “We should go up to the hot tubs. There might be privacy there.”

“Maybe.”

He shrugged me off and swam to the waterfall. He’d worked out this morning in the full facility gym. The thought of him getting all hot and sweaty turned me on.

“Stephen?” He had disappeared behind the waterfall. I swam over and stared, confused.

“I’m behind here.”

“Oh!” I swam under, and emerged on the other side to find a small cavernous opening with my stepfather sitting on the ledge grinning. “Sneaky.”

“It is.”

I hauled myself out and sat next to him. His appreciative gaze traveled over my bikini top. Mom could not see us behind the waterfall, nor could any of the other guests. Knowing this, we attacked each other with a wet, hungry kiss, devouring our mouths as if we’d been starved for a year.

“Oh, Stephen.”

His hand slid into my bikini bottoms, and a long, determined finger stroked my slit producing instant wetness. His cock thrust against the inside of his shorts, making it look like he had a grapefruit stuck in there.

“You’re like catnip. How am I gonna resist you?”

“Don’t. Just love me.”

He growled and nibbled my ear. This sent a jolt of sexual lightning straight into my tummy and beyond, which had me shivering with need. My fingers wrapped around the elastic of his shorts and lowered the material, until his thick, hard cock sprung free. It demanded attention, and I grasped it eagerly.

“Oh, God…yeah…”

I loved to hear the effect I had on him. His hands trembled as they rested on top of my head, gently pushing me in the direction of the object that twitched and jerked between his legs. I took him in and suckled, working the tip aggressively, producing sloppy slurping sounds, which seemed to echo in the hallowed out space.

“Baby, it’s so nice, Emma.”

The crotch in my bikini bottoms was wet with my arousal. I wanted to feel his huge penis in me, just like last night. Untying the strings, the spandex fell off. I pushed against the firm wall of his chest, getting him on his back with his fat cock thrusting in the air. Straddling my stepfather, I lowered myself on him, taking in his organ deep.

“Oh, my…oh…”

“That’s it, honey. You got it.”

“What do I do?”

He grasped my hips and guided me back and forth. “Fuck me like that. You can do it.”

A light sparkled in his eyes as he stared at me, which made my tummy tingle. He hadn’t shaved today, and his face had a sexy, rugged amount of stubble, which inflamed me even more. I wasn’t having sex with a little boy. This was an honest to God, bona fide hunk of man flesh, and he was mine to do with as I pleased.

“Is this right?” Never having had sex in this position, I suffered a moment of confusion.

“A little more like this.”

He had me grinding lower into him, back and forth. My clit rubbed against his mound, producing pleasurable tingles. My breasts jiggled with the movement, as I began to take control and use him for my own gratification.

“I…got it.”

“You sure do.”

My fingertips dug into his stomach, feeling the tight muscles beneath the skin. He seemed to be flexing and releasing with each ragged breath. The sound of our groans filled the enclosed space, while the water gushed into the pool on the other side. Quickening the tempo, I worked him hard with each pass, increasing the tingling in my nether regions. This position was amazing, and the promise of completion beckoned and teased me, forcing me to ride him that much harder.

“That’s a girl. Fuck your daddy. You got it.”

“Oh! God, Stephen!”

“Yeah, baby. You’re gettin’ close. Use me, honey.”

Throwing my head back, I shuddered with the first surge of ecstasy, which had me groaning uncontrollably with the mini convulsions of repeated pleasure pulses. The intensity of the orgasm surprised and delighted me.

“Did you like that?” He smiled.

“Yes.”

“How do you want to finish me off?”

I grinned naughtily. “How don’t I?”

He chuckled, “Take me in your mouth, Emma. The ground is too hard for anything else.”

He didn’t have to tell me twice, as I sucked him down my throat with one inhalation. His cock was thick, making me gag. Strong hands went to my head, holding me in place, while I worked him as if I were trying to remove chrome from a bumper. Gagging repeatedly, I took him in all the way to my tonsils, sucking and teasing the shaft. He’d begun to moan, which indicated his release wasn’t far off. Licking the sides of his veined phallus, I let my tongue explore the rigid contours of the hardened flesh; all the while, my thumb rubbed over the spongy, moist tip.

“It’s so good, honey. You’re so good at this.”

I lowered on him, bringing him deep, to the point of choking. Saliva poured out of my mouth, gushing down the shaft. I gently nibbled on the tip, making him gasp.

“Baby. I…can’t hold it off anymore. Open up, honey. Daddy has a present for his little girl.”

I waited while he pumped himself, working the shaft with a closed fist. He was incredibly close to bursting, and, as I eyed his cock, I held out my tongue waiting for the precious offering. When he exploded in a spurt of creamy goodness, I was more than ready to catch every ounce of the warm fluid. I swallowed the jizz whole and set about sucking him clean, working each side with my tongue and laving him to perfection.

“That was so good, honey.”

I glanced up and got a shock. There was a girl not more than three feet from us. She had been watching silently.

“Oh, shit.”