Daddies Taboo

by Iona Nixon

  "Welcome to my backyard." I sipped my champagne, bubbly and dry, but it was her I wanted to taste. We sat down on the narrow sofa, wrapping our arms together, just listening to the sounds of the night wafting up from the street below and down from the stars above. I stroked her soft hair, felt her breathing against me, our heartbeats synchronizing. The moment stretched out, both of us feeling the tension grow more unbearable as the seconds ticked away.

  Without a word, we put our glasses down and turned into each other, for real this time. I kissed my way up the side of her throat to her mouth, my hands squeezing her shoulders, running up and down her arms as her silky red hair brushed my face. Her hands rubbed my chest, undid my tie, started undoing the buttons of my shirt. I slid the shoulder straps of her dress down, she slipped her hands through the openings, letting the dress fall to her waist, exposing a black lace bra. She was lifting my shirt out of my pants, helping me shrug it off and I reached behind, unclasping her bra and tossing it aside.

  Melanie moaned into my mouth as I took first one and then the other nipple in my fingers, tugging them gently, cupping and squeezing her soft little titties. "Mmm, keep doing that," she told me. I couldn't believe how hard those little buttons were. She squirmed, trying to undo my pants but couldn't concentrate. I lowered my head to suck on one nipple and she drew in a ragged breath. "Oh my God!"

  I took that as my cue to switch, sucking the other one and sliding a hand down the side of her leg then back up her thigh. Her panty covered pussy felt hot and with just the touch of my fingers through the satiny material she bucked against me, crying out and collapsing against me. "Wow," I moved to hold her again, letting her calm down. I couldn't believe she had an orgasm so fast. "That didn't take long."

  "I know," Melanie breathed hard, "I cum easy."

  "I see," I grinned, knowing the possibilities with this nympho were probably endless. And if not endless, they would surely be exhausting.

  Melanie stood up, yanked the hem of her dress up high on her hips and reached down, stepping free of her panties. I ogled her thin, tight body, licking my lips and shifted forward, slipping my pants and boxers down my legs. She knelt in front of me, reaching for my cock, taking it in her soft little hands and cooing gently. She made a half dozen baby kisses all over, lightly flicking her tongue, teasing me deliciously. It was my turn to moan and she looked up into my eyes with a smile, shook her long hair to one side and slipped me into her mouth, using more pressure than I'd ever felt before, cheeks sucked all the way in as she worked up and down.

  Her mouth felt exquisite, like satin, and a loud groan escaped from my mouth as I struggled to take a breath. I reached out and grabbed her hair, bunching it together, holding it in one hand while my other hand caressed and guided her face. She had a wonderful technique, sucking my cock all the way down then coming back up to the top and ravishing the sensitive head with her lips and tongue. With one hand steadying my cock while she sucked, her free hand moved to fondle my balls, cupping and releasing, softly tickling, holding them firm, tugging at my sack. She began sucking in earnest, head bobbing and I was amazed how incredible it felt.

  Normally it takes a lot to make me cum from just a blow job, but this wasn't just any blow job. I was so turned on and her mouth was generating such an amazing amount of pressure on my cock it was a complete surprise when I felt the point of no return approaching fast. "I'm gonna cum," I warned her, leaning back on the sofa, breathing deep, fighting the urge to clamp down on her head and pump my cock down her throat. Her grip tightened on my balls, forcing another loud moan from me and then there was no holding back, I was shooting into her mouth. She sucked even harder and through the waves of pleasure I could feel her tongue raking the head of my spurting cock, her lips squeezing and sucking my cum straight out and not stopping.

  "Oh My God!" My hands dropped to my sides, body shuddering as my orgasm ripped through me and she continued milking me into her mouth. I tried to pull away from her, the sensation more than I could handle but she held me in place, torturing me like I'd never felt after blowing a load.

  I don't know how long she kept that mouth clamped on to me, thank God I was sitting down because I would have fallen over otherwise. When she was finally finished all my cum had made it down her throat, except for a tiny dribble she licked into the corner of her mouth. "Huh," she looked up at me with a naughty smile, kissing the head of my cock, "That didn't take long."

  I laughed, "You got me there." Was it the best blowjob ever? It was damn good, and definitely the fastest. I still couldn't move so she went inside, naked but for the dress bunched around her waist, and returned with the champagne bottle, refilling our glasses. I finally regained enough composure to kick my pants and boxers the rest of the way off.

  Melanie curled up in my lap, kissing the corner of my mouth and we rested, sipping our champagne. She lit a cigarette, breathing the smoke in and out, holding it to my lips to give me a few drags. We spoke in contented sighs for awhile, holding each other out in the hot night and my free hand worked down her stomach and between her thighs. It was the perfect buzz of champagne, sex, and smoke and I felt like I could do anything with this precious creature snuggled in my arms.

  We lay there smoldering together until I finished my champagne. I stood, lifting her with me, carrying her inside, through the living room, down the hall into the bedroom. It was a queen sized bed, dark silk sheets, pillows piled high at the head. I laid her down on the edge and we started kissing again. I needed that pussy in my mouth as soon as possible. I worked my way down her body, pulling the little purple dress all the way off as I went.

  I breathed in her sweet scent, gazing at her hairless mound, two tiny pink lips barely peaking out from that tiny slit. Melanie spread her legs and I started licking my way up her soft thigh, feeling the heat radiating from her snatch. She smelled delicious as I worked my mouth all around those tender lips, giving her soft, light flicks with my tongue, sending jolts through her body. I moved over and started up the other thigh and she groaned.

  I kept teasing, dragging my fingertips up and down her legs, across her pubic mound and stomach. The heat from her pussy kept getting hotter, her juices flowing and I finally attacked her clit, drawing it into my mouth, swirling it around, grazing it with the edge of my teeth. She bucked on the bed, clamping her hands on the sides of my head, fingers running roughly through my hair as I sucked her, alternating between hard and light, punishing that little clit. I reached one hand up and latched onto a tit, tweaking the nipple between my fingers and that pushed her right over the edge.

  "Ahhhhh..... God...... Yes!" she screamed, thrashing hard, trying to push herself further into my mouth. I kept sucking, twiddling and tugging her nipple, then slowly slipped two fingers inside her pussy. She was molten hot, soaking my hand, and I set up an insane rhythm on those three points, working my digits inside her pussy, my mouth on her clit, and my hand pawing away at her nipple.

  "Oh my God! Oh my God," she gasped over and over, insane with pleasure. I glanced up to see her eyes shut tight, mouth open as she succumbed to my insistent ministrations. I kept at her, starting to get a little crazy myself, the sweet taste of her gushing pussy driving me wild, but told myself to concentrate, keep working her. I started going faster, harder, and she was crying out unintelligible words, bucking against me. It felt amazing, knowing she was fully under my control, cumming over and over again.

  My tongue and lips were tiring, but I refused to stop. She sounded like a banshee, one long constant moan until she couldn't stand another second. "AHHHH! STOP!" she cried, pushing me away and rolling onto her side. "Oh my God!" her eyes were shut, legs clamped together, quivering uncontrollably. "I'm still cumming," she moaned.

  I watched as she shivered in pleasure, my cock hard as a rock as I jerked it in my hand. I let her catch her breath for thirty seconds before grabbing her by the ankles, pulling her to the edge of the bed and placing those smooth long legs up over my shoulders. The bed was the perfect height
for me to stand while I positioned my cock. She grabbed it, pushing my hand away, rubbing me up and down against her wet pussy, driving me mad but I let her go at her own pace. "You gonna fuck me good?" she asked as she squeezed my cock, making sure I was as hard as possible.

  "Uh-huh," I said, staring into her wanton eyes, "I'm gonna make you cum for me." With that she groaned and slid me inside her sweet entrance. She was so tight and I started gently pushing my cock into her pussy. I grabbed her by the back of her knees, spread her legs wide, holding them in the air as I worked myself into her a little at a time, her juices lubricating me perfectly. I had plenty of rubbers in the nightstand by the bed but there was no way I was going to waste any time on that, I wanted to feel her on my bare cock and that was all there was to it.

  "It's big," she cooed, watching my cock slowly slide all the way into her. I kept pushing, flexing my cock, then pulled all the way back out, leaving just the tip inside. She shuddered and I drew myself together, trying to concentrate. My plan was to fuck her good and hard and long, and if I didn't pace myself I would blow it way too soon.

  "Please, fuck me," Melanie whispered, arching her back up to meet my steady thrusts as I picked up the pace just a little. At the end of each stroke I pumped as hard as I could, our skin slapping together as I flexed my hips. Make it last, I told myself, but it was already becoming difficult to hold back. Within a few minutes I was pounding harder and she was doing the banshee moaning again, her eyes shutting tight then opening, head lolling back and forth then jerking up to watch my cock slam into her pussy. Her face twisted in sheer delight, her squeals of pleasure urging me on faster.

  "You're my little nympho, aren't you?" I growled, slowing my pace. I released her legs and leaned down to kiss her. She wrapped them tight around my back, and we rocked together, breathing into each others mouth.

  "You're making me cum so good," she whimpered, raking her fingers across my back, making me squirm. "Keep fucking me!"

  My cock felt like heaven inside her, I couldn't believe how tight she was, it made me that much harder, but with every stroke I was losing control. I rolled her over so I was on the bed now with her on top of me. I hugged her against me and we ground together, almost like on the dance floor before, but this time for real. Then she sat up, hands on my chest, raising herself up, shifting her knees forward and crouching on her feet, never letting my cock slip from her.

  I grabbed onto her ankles as she balanced herself and I couldn't have gotten any deeper penetration inside of her. She looked down at me with an intent look and started bouncing, each thrust down onto me harder than the last, moving faster and faster until she was pounding against me, skin slapping together. I could barely breathe, she was fucking me so hard, harder than anything I could remember.

  I lay there helpless, moaning and groaning, letting her pound against me as I watched her thin body move, her little titties bouncing wildly. "AAAAH!" She screamed with a final plunge, collapsing to her knees, unable to balance anymore as her continuous orgasm became too intense. I flexed my cock inside her and Melanie's pussy responded, contracting against me. Another two strokes and I would have unloaded inside her. I have no idea how I didn't blow already, it was a true challenge, I just knew I needed to keep making her cum.

  We lay in a tangled mess, her breathing returning to normal, still squeezing my cock with her pussy. Her lips found mine and we kissed, lazy and sloppy. "Mmmm," she moaned into my mouth then suddenly rolled off of me onto her hands and knees. She gathered pillows to support herself, "Come on," she ordered, "You need to to keep fucking me." I crawled in behind, marveling at her gravity defying ass suspended in the air before me.

  "That looks delicious," I said and my hands moved on their own, pawing those gorgeous globes, jiggling her ass one way then another, running my fingers up and down her sweet crack. Her pussy was still red hot and juicy. I surprised her with a quick hard slap to one shapely cheek, grabbing a handful and releasing.

  "OH!" she bucked in response and I slapped her again even harder. I grabbed my cock and shoved it all the way inside her, smacking her ass at the same time. She pushed back against me and I began pumping, grabbing her hips, not even bothering with a slow buildup, my balls slapping against her clit. I started fucking her as hard as I could, faster and faster, hammering away, knowing this would not last very long at all.

  Melanie tried to stay squatted in position but my thrusts were too insistent, too powerful and I pushed her down onto the pillows until she was almost flat on her stomach. She turned her head to the side, moaning and crying out, unable to control herself. I reached down and grabbed her by the hair. "Aaah!" she cried out as I twisted a bunch together and yanked her head back, leaning forward to tongue kiss her from the side. Her eyes were shut, her body a quivering mass, she was lost in the throes of another long orgasm and I was right there beside her.

  My cock was on fire, I couldn't hold out any longer. "You want some cum, baby?" I groaned, letting go of her hair and just pounding against her. The feel of her ass bouncing against me was exquisite.

  "Yes!" she looked at me over her shoulder, "Cum in my fucking mouth! " I slammed into her as hard as I could one more time, roaring as I pulled out. Melanie scooted around, her hand grasping my cock as she lowered her mouth and sucked me right in. I exploded, deep down her throat, unable to concentrate, struggling to keep my eyes open so I could watch her beautiful face as she brought me the ultimate pleasure. She took it all, lips clamped down tight, tongue swirling around my cock head. I shuddered, almost falling over, using her shoulders to keep my balance.

  She pulled back, letting my cock pop audibly from her mouth, licking and smacking her lips. "Mmmm, we taste so good together," she giggled, sucking me back in hard, draining every last drop of cum. I collapsed on the bed beside her and she kept on sucking, tickling my sensitive balls, my cock like a wilting pacifier in her mouth and she just held it, letting it shrink between her lips.

  "Oh my God," I finally said, "That was amazing!" Melanie hummed her approval against my dwindling cock still in her mouth. Finally she let me go, moving up to snuggle while we caught our breaths, lazily running our hands over each others bodies.

  "Mmmm," Melanie sighed, licking her lips, "You made me cum so hard."

  "We're just getting started, baby," I kissed her forehead. A few minutes more and I felt sufficiently recovered enough to go get the champagne and glasses. She was under the covers when I returned and I joined her. We sat up, drained but not exhausted, laughing and recharging for what was sure to be several more rounds of intense pleasure before the sun came up.

  And now it was afternoon. How many times had I cum last night? I counted five total, each one in her mouth, though the last was barely a trickle, all very powerful. Melanie had said she stopped counting at twenty-five orgasms, she must have had double the amount. What a fucking nympho, I thought. We had done almost everything twice last night, except anal, although I remembered burying a fingers into her tight butthole at one point and she loved it.

  Thinking of it all started the blood flowing to my cock and I felt it hardening. I turned slightly against her, letting my cock brush against the smooth skin of her leg. I pushed it against her, slowly dry humping, just enough to keep me excited. She stirred and I don't know if it was sleep instinct or not, but her hand slid down to grip my cock and rub gently. She held me for awhile before opening her eyes, blinking in the bright sunlight and I watched her beautiful face as she remembered the pleasure of our evening.

  "Hi there," Melanie purred, "Look who's up." She twisted onto her side, facing away from me, gripping my cock harder as she rubbed it against her ass cheeks and then her wet pussy lips. I shifted with her, grasping the back of her leg and raising it up, my other hand reaching under and around, cupping her tit in my hand, my head resting beside hers. She pushed me inside her pussy, groaning softly as we spooned, working together. I pinched and tugged at her nipple and her pussy instantly started contracting around my cock.


  "Now this is how to start the day off," I whispered into her ear. She moaned in agreement and our pleasure began all over again.

  The End.

  What Kind Of Woman I Was

  At first, I didn't want anybody to know what I was doing. I thought that if any one knew, I like the way it felt they would think I was a lesbian. I couldn't embarrass my family like that. The first time I let a girl touch me was when I was about 18 years old, it was with the girl across the street. The funniest thing about all this was that she was like the coolest girl in the neighborhood. We never hung out together, we weren't even friends or so I thought. I was thinking to myself why she would want to be with me. I was afraid that she would tell one person what we did together. Then the rumor would start. And no boys would want to go out with me. But later, as I got older I found out something. Any sexual act women are willing to do will turn a man on and most men love those kinds of women.

  At the tender age of 24 I found out what kind of woman I really was. The second time in my life I let a girl touch me was when I met Rochelle. Rochelle and I had been friends for a while now. We met each other at my new job I've been working at for about a year now. So that day Rochelle had invited me to her cousin wedding and we need to go do some last minute shopping. The wedding was schedule for the next day which was Saturday and Rochelle told me that she needs to get a few things to wear. That day we had been every where in the mall. But the last stop was somewhere I had never been.

  "We need to make one more stop before we go home," she said.

  "Where are we going?" I asked her.

  Just when I said that she was pulling up in the park lot of and adult store.

  "What the hell? Why are we going in here?"

  "I need to go get my cousin her wedding present."

  "In here?" I asked.

  "Yeah what wrong with in here, damn girl you act as if you have never been in a place like this," she said as she got out of the car laughing.