Tushie: A Taboo Tale of Forbidden Love (Taboo Fantasies Book 1)

by Brianna Skylark

  He had dimmed all the lights down and set the colours to a deep shade of red using the app on their tablet. There were candles in here too, small tea lights shimmering as she moved around.

  He was going to a lot of effort to make her feel comfortable and relaxed, and she loved it.

  She glanced over at the side table and paled, her stomach filling with butterflies as she saw what stood there. She closed her eyes and looked away as her lips dried out. Then she buried her face in the palms of her hands in embarrassment and squirmed.

  It was so naughty.

  So rude.

  She couldn't believe they were going to try it.

  It was rather exciting though.

  She lay down on the bed, looking sideways towards the window. Then after a moment she looked back at the side table again, peering between her fingers and trying not to laugh.

  ‘Are you ready?’ said Cole, from behind the door of the en-suite.

  ‘Almost,’ she said.

  She wanted to lay seductively for him, but wasn't quite sure how one was supposed to do so. She lay across the bed, one arm propping up her head, the other draped gently across her thigh, but when her fingers started to absentmindedly twirl her hair she felt self-conscious and somewhat like a teenager so she sat upright stifling another laugh.

  After a little more wriggling around she settled for laying on her front, looking back towards the bathroom. She felt vulnerable like this, but she was going to feel vulnerable throughout the whole evening anyway, so she might as well start as she meant to go on.

  She took a deep breath and smiled to herself.

  She trusted Cole.

  He wouldn't hurt her, he would take it slow, he would be gentle and kind and he would listen. She had married him for all of these reasons, and as much as she was hesitant about what they were going to do, she wanted to try.

  ‘Ok,’ she said, quietly. ‘I'm ready.’

  The light in the bathroom went out and a moment later the door opened.

  In the deep red gloom, Elsie could just make out the handsome features of her husband.

  Her stomach was in knots. On an emotional scale, she was somewhere between stifling the urge the flee and demanding her husband fuck her ass right now, right here and to stop dicking around with all this foreplay. She watched as he moved slowly towards her, still dressed in his suit. She realised that he was fresh, he must have showered and shaved and neatened himself up as she’d bathed.

  He smelt amazing and looked incredible.

  He stood next to her now, and she reached out and took his hand in hers, pulling her up to a sitting position as he knelt down in front of her and kissed her. She suddenly felt small and vulnerable before him, but there was a big part of her that liked it.

  ‘Listen,’ he said. ‘We can go as fast or as slow as you like. If you want me to stop, I'll stop. You just say the word. Ok?’

  Elsie nodded and smiled.

  He leaned forward and kissed her again, stroking her cheek and her hair, then he stood up straight and towered over her, looking down at her body with intense lust in his expression.

  She trembled and her breathing became uneven and short as she watched her husband’s eyes trace the contours of her curves. He was so passionate that just a cursory glance at her would be immediately arousing. A long slow gaze would make her ache and she felt herself getting wet as he continued to take her in.

  With two fingers he stroked the side of her face, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

  ‘You look incredible,’ he said, in a voice so deep it made her shake.

  She gulped and bit her lip, looking up at him.

  ‘Stand up,’ he said.

  She did as she was told.

  ‘Turn around.’

  She did so and felt her husband’s hand run down the small of her back and across her knickers, dipping inside them from behind and feeling the shape of the little jewel.

  Gently he kissed her neck and pressed his hardening cock against her thigh and then he let go and bent her forward onto the soft duvet.

  She felt both of his hands on her rump, his fingers playing softly across her skin, pushing the lingerie aside, then she felt a tugging sensation.

  He was pulling at the jewel.

  She gripped the bedsheets as her husbands fingers closed around it and applied the smallest amount of pressure. Her whole body tingled at the sensation, and a moment later there was gentle popping feeling as the plug came free in his hand.

  He let go of her and she listened as he rustled behind her.

  There was the sound of his belt coming undone and the sound of his zipper.

  Then he was pulling her knickers aside with his fingers and for a moment she started to panic, thinking he might be about to just shove his cock into her ass after all, then suddenly, he was sliding smoothly into her soaking wet pussy.

  ‘Oh fuck,’ she whispered as he started to push in and out of her.

  He leaned down as he thrusted, each one with more force than the last, until he was next to her ear, then he whispered.

  ‘This is just a little warm up,’ he said, fucking her hard and deep as he spoke slowly. ‘Then I’m going to fuck you in the ass.’

  Elsie came, her legs shaking as his deep voice shuddered through her. She cried out in surprise as her pussy squeezed her husbands thick member. She grabbed hold of the bedsheets as he kept going. It was as though her body had been on the very edge of orgasm all day, and now, hearing the sound of her man’s voice, so close to her ear as he fucked her again, had just tipped her over the edge, as though someone had overfilled a glass.

  He kept going and she kept cumming. Wave after wave of pleasure washing over her, as he held her tight and continued to pound her from behind.

  Eventually after more than a minute, she had to stop, and she raised her arm and waved it at him.

  ‘Please,’ she said.

  Without hesitation he stopped and pulled out of her, still rock hard, and she slid up the bed, collapsing onto the sheets, breathing hard.

  ‘Oh my gosh,’ she said as her breathing settled. ‘I fucking love you. How do you even do that?’

  She opened her eyes and watched, dizzy with bliss as he undressed in front of her. Sliding off his jacket, unbuttoning his shirt, letting his trousers fall down onto the floor and then removing his boxers and socks. He stood before her, erect, hard and completely naked and she sighed with delight.

  ’Are you going to fuck me in the ass now?’ she said, quietly and with an edge of timidity.

  He reached down with both arms, leaned across her and placed one knee on the bed as he caressed her shoulders. His other knee came down on the opposite side of her as he straddled her waist, kneading his fingers gently into her neck and the back of her head.

  It was better than heaven.

  One night, back when they'd first started dating, they’d eaten out at a Cantonese restaurant, sampling the delights of the chef’s favourite dishes.

  Afterwards they’d wobbled their way back to Cole’s old flat and snuggled on the couch to stream a black and white classic, with Cole mouthing the words of Humphrey Bogart’s character as he’d massaged her neck. She’d gotten so worked up and aroused that when his fingers grazed the bottom of her earlobes, she’d spontaneously orgasmed.

  She’d tried to hide it, but she’d always suspected that Cole knew. They'd made love shortly afterwards and she'd come again several more times, but they'd never spoken about it.

  It was that night that she'd decided she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him.

  Cole continued to massage every inch of her body, from her fingers, all the way up and along both arms, down her sides, across her bottom and her thighs, then down to her feet, where he paid extra attention.

  By the time he was done, Elsie’s body felt like it was floating on a cloud.

  But he wasn’t touching her anymore.

  He had stopped.

  She felt her heart start to race and
she bit her lip again.

  Cole leaned across the bed and with bleary eyes, Elsie watched with trembling excitement as his hand closed around the intimidating bottle of lube on the side table. She blushed again, grinning wildly, trying to stifle an excited and embarrassed giggle. As he settled back down she could feel his rock solid cock rest between her cheeks. It suddenly felt huge and second thoughts began to cross her mind.

  Could she even take him? Would it even fit?

  She thought back to this morning and tried to relax. Her vibrator was small, but it wasn’t soft. But then neither was Cole.

  She could do this.

  At the very least, she wanted to try.

  She knew she was safe too, which made her feel more comfortable. He would stop if she asked.

  Cole shuffled down the bed until he was sat across her feet.

  Then he slid his hands up her thighs and over her buttocks, leaning forward until he was laying flat against her, kissing her upper back and sliding slowly towards her buttocks.

  She gripped the bedsheets as his hands slid down her sides, grazing her breasts, his lips pressing softly against the ridges of her spine as he worked his way down.

  He reached the small of her back and she writhed as he teased his way side ways. She let out a moan of pleasure as his hand caressed the very top of her thigh.

  Now he was moving down again, and she felt his lips against the curve of her bottom and let out another moan.

  He was working his way towards the middle now, towards there, and she began to tense as his lips crept closer. He reached the centre, between her cheeks, and he slid his hands up to the top of her thighs, one palm cupping each side of her bottom.

  Going even slower, he began to kiss his way down her parting, spreading her gently with his fingers and exposing her. She bit her lip in anticipation, unsure of what sort of sensation to expect as he made his way closer and closer to where she wanted him.

  She held her breath as his lips came within an inch of her and then he paused.

  For a moment, she felt nothing.

  She breathed in, and was about to turn around to see what he was doing, but then she gripped the bedsheets tight in her fingers and exhaled hard as she felt the very tip of her husbands tongue delicately lick her forbidden entrance.

  Her eyes closed involuntarily and her mouth opened wide as a dizzy sensation spread throughout her body from her toes all the way through to the tips of her fingers. It felt like she was being wrapped in velvet.

  She breathed in and out hard as the feeling grew, tightening her grip on the sheet and accidentally clenching her buttocks, pushing him away from her. She snapped her head back and looked at him smiling up at her and then she consciously relaxed her cheeks and nodded for him to continue, raising herself slightly up off the bed towards his mouth.

  ‘Keep going,’ she said.

  She felt his fingers part her again and then he kissed his way back down until his lips met her button a second time and she quivered and buried her head in the pillow as his tongue lapped against her.

  ‘Fuck, that feels so good,’ she said, tightening her grip on the sheets.

  Cole’s hand slipped away from her cheek and then she felt his finger sliding between her thighs toward her soaking wet pussy.

  The tip of his fingers touched her labia, sliding up and down her parting as his lips continued to lap and tease her bottom.

  The sensation of his tongue against her ass was all consuming, she knew he was playing with her pussy too, and it felt good, but this was something else. Every time he licked her it felt like small bolts of lightning were forking their way out through her body, along her stomach, up through her arms and her fingers and down to her toes.

  Cole stopped and leaned back to take a breath and then a second later she felt a single finger tracing its way down her spine and between her cheeks until it was resting there again.

  He began to circle her, pressing lightly and gently with just the tip. Not forceful, just a light amount of pressure. Then he pushed it inside, just like last night.

  She gasped and closed her eyes.

  With his free hand he slipped two fingers inside her pussy and arched them down, sliding them back and forth slowly as she moaned.

  As he continued to pleasure her pussy, she felt a more intense pressure just above, and after a moment of confusion, she realised he was pushing a second finger inside her ass.

  She felt it slide in, more easily than the first. So easily.

  She felt ready, she wanted him now.

  She didn’t want his fingers anymore, or his tongue.

  She wanted him.

  Satisfied, Cole stood back and held his bulging, rock hard cock in the palm of his hand, stroking himself gently and spreading the warm lube all along his length and girth, until he was slick and glistening.

  Now he turned his attention on Elsie, her ass inches away from his straining member.

  She could sense there was some animalistic part of him that wanted to grab her hips and thrust himself inside her, holding her tight as she wriggled until he was all the way in, but he would never hurt her.

  Instead, he ran his wet fingers up the sides of her thighs and then picked up the bottle once more and squirted an ample amount onto his fingers and as much if not more directly onto her sweet, tight, inviting and taboo little hole.

  Elsie looked back at him.

  She suddenly felt incredibly vulnerable and extremely nervous. This was it now. The talk was over, the fantasising was over, the foreplay was over.

  Now it was time for her to do her best. She hoped she could do it. She wanted to take him. All of him. She wanted to let him fuck her in the ass. For him to have his way with her, however and whenever and wherever he wanted.

  She loved him so much.

  She watched as he looked down at her behind.

  Watched as he stroked himself.

  Smiled as he lined himself up and moved forward barely an inch.

  Twitched and tensed as she felt the wet, slippery tip of his member press softly against her opening.

  Now he placed the palm of his hand gently on her back and then slid it down and gripped her waist. She closed her eyes and bit her lip as he pushed.

  His cock felt slick and warm and she felt a sort of deep pressure as he strained against her. He held her hip firmly in one hand, and she could sense that he was holding his cock in the other, pushing it and guiding it.

  Then there was a new sensation.

  She was opening up.

  It was happening really fast, quicker than she expected and before she could process what it felt like, there was a pop, and he was inside her.

  She could feel the head of his gorgeous, beautiful cock just inside her ass.

  Just the tip.

  She breathed in unevenly, gasping and shaking.

  It hurt a little and she let out a moan that sounded somewhere between pleasure and pain.

  ‘Ow,’ she said.

  Cole froze. ‘Are you okay?’

  She could feel him twitching inside her, but he wasn’t pushing or pulling out, he was just still.

  She breathed in and out. ‘Try some more lube.’

  As gently as he could, Cole reached for the bottle and squirted more onto both her and himself and then a moment later he stroked her sticky cheeks.

  ‘How’s that?’ he said.

  Elsie nodded and then gripped hold of the bedsheets as tight as she could.

  ‘Keep going,’ she said, consciously relaxing her muscles to allow him further inside her.

  It worked.

  Cole pushed forward and more of his cock slid into her ass. Inch by long inch, her husband continued to penetrate her.

  He felt so big.

  Usually when they had sex, he had to hold back as his length meant that if he thrust too hard he’d hit her cervix and hurt her.

  But her ass didn’t have any such limits.

  He kept on going.

  She’d never felt so full.


  He came to a gentle stop and held still. She could feel him throbbing inside her, as though he might just lose control and cum at any second.

  Slowly she turned to look back at him. He was looking down at her ass. She wanted to see what he was seeing. His huge cock stuffed to the hilt inside her. Her little asshole stretched around him.

  She’d just lost her ass virginity, and it felt so good.

  ‘Fuck me,’ she said as she looked back into his eyes. ‘Fuck my ass, please.’

  Cole nodded.

  He pulled back, sliding out just a couple of inches and then he thrust back into her.

  Elsie’s eyes rolled into the back of her head and she let out a deep and powerful moan.

  ‘Oh fuck. Yes.’

  Cole pulled out a little further this time, and then slid back in.

  ‘Yes,’ cried Elsie. ‘Fuck, yes.’

  Cole started to put a little more into each push as his wife’s head dropped forward and she moaned into the bed sheets, her knuckles turning white.

  Elsie’s vision filled with stars as each thrust created a wave of pleasure which blossomed out and spread throughout her body, reaching all the way down to her toes and out to the tips of her fingers. It was so different, but it felt so incredibly good and naughty.

  That was part of what made it feel good. It was naughty and taboo. They were doing something that they shouldn’t be doing. At least not in the eyes of the more judgemental parts of society, and that in itself was exciting.

  But it also felt genuinely good.

  Alice was right.

  She felt like she could feel every detail of him, every ridge and notch of his cock as it slid in and out, but at the same time it was dull and numbing. The best part was that it was stimulating an area of her body that had never been touched before, not by anyone else or herself. She was truly a virgin for him.

  He was thrusting harder now, pushing deeper into her.

  Both his hands were around her waist and she felt one of them come away for a moment and then a whistle of air.

  Smack.

  Elsie cried out in pleasure as he spanked her from behind.