Daddies Taboo

by Iona Nixon

  Melinda believed most of what she was saying. But she also knew, deep inside, that it was exciting to have a man, a good-looking, thick-cocked man, view her as a desirable, sexual creature. That he was younger, and more or less a student, and that being with him the way she was that afternoon, in a lot of people's eyes, was wrong, well, that made it even more exciting. And, well, if she got some of the relief her body was craving, and that Gerald wasn't able to provide right now, well, that was a fringe benefit.

  Ben thought hard. What Melinda was saying made sense, kind of. It was definitely a different way of looking at things. But she was the minister's wife. A married woman. A woman that wasn't supposed to allow him, or herself for that matter, to do the things they had been doing. It was exciting, incredibly exciting, and his hard cock was definitely letting him know that. And then there was everything she was saying about him being mature, and discrete, and them having a mature friendship. It made him feel good about himself.

  "That's a lot to take in," Ben replied. "I'm kind of amazed. I mean, I care a lot about you, too. And I understand about not ever telling anyone about all this, I mean, about what we're doing and all, not about the ideas we're talking about. I guess I understand. It's different, but it makes sense, too."

  "Oh Ben, I'm so glad you understand," Melinda said, giving him a hug and a kiss. "Now, let's try a few other things. For example, you haven't touched my breasts yet. Having your breasts massaged can be very, very erotic."

  "I've never touched anyone's breasts."

  "Oh Ben, it's ok. Just be gentle. Here, sit behind me and reach around."

  Ben sat down behind Melinda. She leaned back against him, then picked up his hands and put them on her breasts.

  "There Ben, feel them. Stroke them gently. Cup them in your hands and feel their weight."

  Ben did as he was told, running his hands gently over Melinda's breasts and then weighing them in his hands. They were firm and soft, and not as heavy as he had thought they might be.

  "Ohhh Ben, that feels wonderful," Melinda sighed. "Now pinch my nipples. Not too hard, but be firm."

  Ben slipped his hands up until his fingers found Melissa's nipples. He began, softly, to pinch them.

  "A little harder, Ben, please," she told him.

  Ben pinched harder, feeling her nipples swell and grow. Melinda settled back further into him, feeling his body support hers. This wasn't where she thought her day would go, but it was getting better and better. Ben was a nice guy, and for someone with no experience with women, he was doing a good job at getting her very hot and bothered.

  "Ben," she said, reaching up and taking his right hand. "You know how we began this all with masturbating for each other. Well, another thing to do is masturbate each other." She placed his hand so it cupped her pussy, then put her hand on top of his.

  "Just let me guide you," she said, and began moving her hand. She started with small circles, pushing his fingers into her just a little bit.

  "This is how I like to begin," she told him. "But keep playing with my breasts. Just squeeze and caress them, like you've been doing."

  Ben did as he was directed. With one hand he stroked Melinda's breasts, and with the other, as she guided, he masturbated her.

  "Just pull one finger up through my lips," she told him, pushing his middle finger into her moistness and then letting it slide up over her clitoris. "Do it like that a couple of times, get my clit nice and wet."

  Ben moved his finger back to the bottom of her slit and gently slid it into her and then up over her clit. He repeated the action, more slowly, again and again.

  Melinda sighed. "Oh Ben, that's so good, so good. Now, slip two fingers gently into me...up inside me."

  Ben found Melinda's opening and pushed his middle and index finger inside her. It felt incredible...warm, moist, intimate. Melinda squeezed down around them.

  "That's me, Ben, that's me squeezing on your fingers inside me. They feel so good there. Slip them in and out a little."

  Ben was astounded. He was naked, holding a beautiful, naked woman in his arms, one hand fondling her breasts, the other hand deep in her pussy. And the woman was the minister's wife. An older woman. Ok, only a few years older, she could have been his cousin or his big sister, but still. She was married, a minister's wife. This was wrong, but she told him it was right. And she was enjoying it. He felt his cock throb against Melinda's back as he slid his fingers in and out of her wetness.

  Melinda took Ben's hand and pulled it out of her. "Do my clit, Ben, rub my clit now." She pushed his hand up so his fingers rested on the hood of her clitoris. "That's it Ben, just rub there, right on top. Not too hard, but steadily."

  Ben started rubbing, first around in circles and then, when Melinda asked, up and down the length of her clitoris. He could feel the swollen shaft under the skin.

  "Oh Ben!" Melinda cried. Her body shuddered. A moment later she took his and held it on top of her pussy.

  It wasn't a big orgasm, but it was an orgasm. She really wasn't expecting it. She sat up and looked around at Ben.

  "Ben, you made me come," she told him.

  "I did?" he asked, blushing a little.

  "You did, and it was very, very nice," she said. She leaned forward and gave him a kiss.

  "I'm glad," he replied. He was a little surprised, too. With how little he knew about women he'd never thought that something he could do would give a woman an orgasm.

  "Ben, since we are being so intimate, you should know something about me and orgasms," Melinda said.

  "I should?" he asked.

  "Yes, you should. You should know that the first one usually just arouses me more."

  "Oh," he replied. Did she mean that she expected him to give her another orgasm?

  "Ben, this may happen. One orgasm, one little orgasm like the one I just had, may not be enough. It may make the woman you're with want more. That could lead to things you don't want it to. It could arouse the woman so much that she'd allow things to happen she normally wouldn't – that you know she wouldn't. That's when you have to exercise your maturity. When you have to show respect. Do you understand?"

  "Yes, I think so. You can do things, you can get, get so horny that you don't want to stop. And it takes willpower and maturity to stop, even if your body doesn't want you to."

  "That's it Ben, you do understand. Good. So, would you like to try something else?"

  "What would that be?" Ben asked. "I'm not making you go too far, am I?"

  "No Ben, no. Remember, what we're doing here is teaching you – giving you knowledge so you can explain to others what the feelings they might experience are. By having first-hand experience you'll be able to be a more effective teacher."

  "Well, then, yes, yes Melinda I would like to try something else."

  "Good," she replied. What she had said was true – one little orgasm was never enough. And since she had gone this far, well, she may as well go further and maybe have the bigger orgasm her body craved. "I'll be right back."

  She left the room and ran up to the bedroom. She opened the nightstand drawer and took out two items, then came back down to the living room.

  "Well," she said as she walked back into the room, "what people also do is rub against each other. And they also use their mouths. If you'll work with me we can do a little of both."

  "Both?" Ben asked.

  "Yes, both," Melinda replied. "This is something I've always really liked. First, let's put this condom on you." She handed him the small foil packet.

  "A condom" he said, taking it from her and looking at it, "we're not going to, we're not?"

  "No Ben. But if I just had an orgasm, I'm willing to bet that you're pretty close, too. And semen can stain. So, just in case, I want you to put this on so if you do have an orgasm, well, if you do that it won't squirt out on something other than me or the sheet."

  "Ok," Ben said. He wasn't quite sure what to do. He'd seen the banana demonstrations, but still, this was real life. What if, what i
f he messed it up?

  Melinda, seeing his confusion, decided to help him out.

  "Here Ben, let me help you," she said. She took the condom from him, tore open the packet, and took out the condom.

  "You need to be hard," she said, grasping his cock and beginning to stroke it up and down. She knelt down, and put his cock in her mouth, sliding it in and out a few times. Ben's erection grew strong and hard.

  Ben had almost fainted. The minister's wife was giving him a blow job.

  "It's OK, Ben," she told him, looking up at him as she rolled the condom down over his length. "Oral sex is one of those ways to be very intimate without the risks of intercourse."

  "Ok, now for what I really intended. I'm going to lie down here."

  She did. Ben looked down at her, still a bit stunned that this beautiful woman was doing these things with him. And that not only was a married woman doing it with him, but that she was a minister's wife. And that she was doing because she thought he needed to know about these things.

  "Ben, I want you to kneel over me...one knee on each side."

  Ben stepped over her so one foot was on each side of Melinda's body. He knelt down.

  "Good Ben. Now, take your cock in one hand and rub the tip of it over my nipples."

  "Are you sure?" he asked. This seemed a little strange.

  "Just do it, it will feel nice," Melinda told him.

  Ben grabbed the base of his cock and rubbed it over and around Melinda's nipples. It did feel nice, especially when Melinda's nipples got hard again and grew long.

  Melinda reached over and picked up the bottle of lubricant she had also brought from the bedroom. She opened the top and squirted a line of lubricant in the valley between her breasts.

  "Now Ben, put your cock here in between my boobs. Then press them together around your cock."

  Ben did as he was told. Just the tip of his cock was showing between the tops of Melinda's breasts.

  Melinda grabbed Ben's ass. "Now fuck my titties Ben. Rub your cock back and forth between them."

  Ben slid forward and then back. Melinda's breasts were warm and soft against his cock, and her breast bone gave him a little friction on the underside of his cock. The lubricant let him slide easily through the soft mounds. He thrust forward again.

  "That's it Ben, that's it. Keep going. Hold my boobs around that big fat cock of yours. Let me feel it sliding in between them."

  Ben pulled back, and pushed forward again. Slowly he developed a rhythm. His cock had never felt so incredibly good before. He concentrated on the feeling of it pushing back and forth between Melinda's full breasts. He squeezed them harder around his cock, and started moving faster.

  "I don't know about you Ben, but that feels tremendous," Melinda said. "Now, push up a little further. I want you in my mouth at the end of each stroke. I want to feel your cock in my mouth."

  Melinda lifted her head and opened her mouth, and Ben pushed forward a little further with each thrust. She stuck out her tongue, and has Ben pushed forward she licked the tip of his cock. The rubber didn't taste great, but this was just for education, not for pleasure.

  Ben moaned.

  "You like that, don't you. You like fucking my boobs," Melinda said. "You like when I lick your dickhead," don't you."

  "Oh geez, yes," Ben moaned.

  "Talking dirty can make things more fun, too," Melinda said. "A lot of things you wouldn't say in polite company you can say in the bedroom during sex. Like I was just doing."

  "Oh, ok," Ben said. He had been a little shocked when she used the word fuck. He guessed she knew what she was talking about."

  "I want you somewhere else," Melinda said, struggling to sit up under Ben. Ben was reluctant to stop, but he stopped and let Melinda sit up. His cock throbbed.

  "I want you to rub your cock between my ass cheeks," Melinda said. She reached over to the couch and dragged a pillow down onto the floor.

  "Here," she said, lying down over the pillow. She positioned it so her ass was pushed up into the air. "Do it on my ass, Ben. Squirt some lube there and then rub your cock on my ass."

  Ben moved behind her and positioned himself between Melinda's legs. He could clearly see her pussy and her asshole. He squeezed the bottle and the lube squirted out – a lot more than he thought would come out. It ran down between the cheeks of her ass, over her asshole and down to her pussy, then dripped onto the floor.

  "OK, that's a little much, Ben. But don't worry about it. Just remember for next time. A little goes a long way with this stuff. Now, put your cock on my ass and start rubbing."

  Carefully, trying to avoid her pussy and asshole, he put his cock down on top of Melinda's ass.

  "That's it Ben, now start rubbing against me. I'm going to rub myself while you do that. We won't stop until we've both had orgasms. I love the feel of your cock against my body like that. Start moving."

  Ben thrust forward, his cock riding in the groove between Melinda's ass cheeks. It didn't feel as good as being between her breasts, but it was still good. He started moving a little faster, pushing harder against Melinda's ass. The friction started to get to him. He realized he would come if he kept it up.

  While he was thrusting against her, Melinda had lifted her hips a little, reached under herself, and began to rub her clit. She was climbing back up the hill toward a bigger, better orgasm this time. If Ben would just push a little harder. She arched her back up a little more, just as Ben was pulling back from her.

  And then it happened.

  Melinda arched her hips up just a little more, and Ben's cock slipped off her ass. When he pushed forward, she was just in the right position, and the tip of his cock pushed into her asshole, the extra lubricant that had flowed there earlier easing his passage.

  "Oh Ben!" Melinda cried. This was her darkest secret. It was dirty and wrong and it just felt so damn good. She tugged at her clit and pushed back against Ben, forcing him a little deeper inside her.

  Ben didn't know what to do. His cock was in Melinda's ass. Not her pussy, her ass. It was tight and felt good, but this was just so, so wrong.

  "Ben," Melissa said, quietly. "Ben, do you know where your cock is?"

  "Yes," Ben said, coming to his senses. He started to pull back.

  "Ben, Ben it's ok." She pushed back against him, trying to keep his cock in her ass.

  Ben kept pulling back. He shouldn't be doing this.

  Melinda squeezed down around him. It hurt a little. Ben stopped moving.

  "Ben, I want you inside me," Melinda said, looking over her shoulder at him. "I want you in my ass. I want your big fat cock in my ass. I want you to know what the most intimate thing a man and woman can do without actually making love."

  Ben was confused. A big part of him wanted to do exactly what Melinda was telling him. He wanted to stay in her ass. To push into her over and over until he exploded, and so did she.

  "Ben, stop thinking. Screw my ass. Now!" Melinda demanded.

  She pushed back against him. Ben slipped deeper inside her.

  It felt incredible. He didn't want to stop. But it was so wrong. He cock was in the minister's wife's ass. This was way over the line.

  "Ben, now, please!" Melinda begged. She was rubbing her clit furiously. She pushed back against him again, and this time Ben pushed forward.

  "Oh Ben, oh Ben!" Melinda cried. It felt so good.

  Slowly, Ben pulled back and then pushed back inside Melinda's tight, round ass. He grabbed her hips, and started moving in and out of her steadily, over and over again.

  "That's it Ben, that's it," Melinda sighed. She was close. Just a little more. She rubbed her clit a little harder. If only Gerald would do this to her. If only they could make love more often. Teaching Ben was fine, and his cock in her ass was delicious, but as exciting as it was, as good as the orgasm that she could feel coming was going to be, she still wished it was Gerald buried deep in her ass.

  Ben stopped thinking altogether. He was going to explode. There was not
hing in the world except his cock, and Melinda's asshole, and pushing into it over and over again. All he could hear was Melinda panting and moaning. All he could feel was her pushing back against him as he pounded into her. His hips moved faster. He had to go harder, if he just went harder. It was so close, so close.

  "OH BEN I'M COMMMMIIIING!!!" Melinda screamed. "COMING, COMING, COMING HARD! DON'T STOP, BEN, DON'T STOP! I'M COMING SO HARD!"

  Melinda asshole was contracting hard around Ben's cock. He thrust into her once, twice, three more times...it was almost there. Her body shook and twitched as her orgasm ran through her. He pushed in again, and again. She was so tight.

  And then it was there. The line of fire racing up the length of his cock. His ass clenching tight, and then the explosion from the tip of his cock.

  "Melinda!, Oh God, OH GOD!" Ben moaned. He was coming, coming inside a woman. Coming inside the minister's wife. A married woman. Coming inside Melissa. Inside her ass.

  Their bodies shook and trembled. Ben's hips twitched, driving his cock into Melinda's ass over and over again as the last spurts of his orgasm shook his body.

  Finally Melinda slumped forward over the pillows, exhausted. Ben lay on top of her, their hot, sweaty bodies still joined together, his hard cock buried deep in her ass. They lay together for fifteen minutes until Ben's cock finally softened, and he pulled it out of Melinda, holding on to the condom so it wouldn't spill.

  Ben rolled off of Melinda and sat on his heels, looking at her. She rolled onto her side, and then sat up.

  They looked at each other, guiltily.

  "Ohhhhhh, Ben," Melinda said, quietly, "That was wonderful."

  Ben looked back at her. Part of him was ecstatic. He'd gone all the way with a married woman. The minister's wife. In her ass. Still, there was a little part of him that wondered if what he had done was really right.

  "Ben, you look concerned," Melinda said.