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Climax Taboo Erotic Collection

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by Kelly Fleming


  "Fuck it baby. Ride that thing. Oh yeah." he said.

  He was so close to cumming, and from the speed of the strokes his dad & Rodney were giving their cocks, they were too.

  He saw her back arching & heard her moan & fall back into the water, nipples in the air.

  "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccccccccck." he moaned as he covered his window in cum.

  Both Rodney & his dad were not quite done yet so Di swam over to them, she stood between them, pinching her nipples & licking her lips. She loved watching men jerk off & now she wanted all that cum all over her tits.

  Donnie loved those tits. They were far better than the store bought boobs he saw in Playboy. They were full DD's with big deep rose colored nipples. The more excited she was, the darker they became. Perfect for sucking & fucking.

  "Come on, cum here Cover me." she said.

  They began stroking harder as she pulled on her nipples.

  "Do it!" she ordered.

  Donnie watched as Rodney exploded with a shot that covered Di's luscious tits & was amazed as some even flew over her shoulder. Di took a finger & ran it through the cum then sucked it off her finger.

  That did it. Donnie's dad shook as his tiny little cock oozed it's load over the deck, missing it's mark by several inches.

  Di shook her head. "For that pitiful showing, you have to clean up all this cum off my tits." He hopped down into the water & obeyed. Licking all of Rodney's cum off from Di's tits.

  "Your punishment will continue later but for now I must leave." she said.

  With that, Donnie watched as she got out of the pool & walked toward her back door without grabbing a towel or covering up. If the neighbors on the street side of their houses had looked they would have had a clear view of her just strolling between the houses in all her glory. She didn't seem to mind or even care.

  Donnie walked into his shower wondering how one woman could have such confidence about her. Even fully clothed, she oozed sex. He only knew that somehow, some way, he had to have her.

  As he was standing in the shower thinking, he realized he was hard again.

  "Damn that woman has done it to me again." he thought as he grabbed his cock again. He closed his eyes & imagined what it would be like to finally fuck her.

  ***

  Several weeks had passed since Donnie had seen Di in his pool with his dad & Rodney. He had never said anything to his dad & his dad had never admitted anything to him. He guessed it was just a diversion from yet another business trip.

  He had another afternoon off from working & hoped that maybe this time he would have a chance at Di. As he pulled into the house, his heart sank yet again.

  "Fuck! Can't I get one lousy break!" he said as he saw his mother's car in the driveway.

  "Damnit." he fumed as he walked inside.

  "Mom? You here?"

  No answer.

  "She's probably visiting Sue across the street again or had gone off with a friend." he thought.

  "She could be gone for hours."

  He decided he couldn't stand it anymore & would take a chance & walk over to Di's house.

  He knew if his mom was at Sue's she would be able to see him walk in front of his house to hers so he headed to Di's back door.

  He knocked on the sliding door. Nothing. Knocked again & then heard her walking towards the door.

  To his surprise she appeared at the glass door in nothing but thigh high leather boots carrying a riding crop. He immediately got hard.

  She slid the door to the side. "Hello Donnie. What can I do for you?"

  "Oh God. I need to fuck you so bad. I mean you are all I think about. I have beat off to you more than any other girl I know." he stammered.

  "Well I have company but if you promise not to say a word, you can come & watch." she answered.

  "Oh my god, are you serious? Fuck yeah."

  "Then come in, quietly." she said as she stood to the side then closed the door behind him. As she did she happened to see her neighbor across the lake, standing on his bank, his mouth hanging open for a moment. Then he smiled. She smiled back & waved.

  She walked up the stairs to her bedroom, knowing Donnie was right behind her watching her naked ass sway as she climbed the stairs. He was close enough to catch her scent. It was driving him nuts.

  She stopped in front of her door & held her finger to her lips.

  He nodded & they entered.

  Donnie stopped in his tracks a few steps into the room. On the bed in front of him was site from some of the S & M porn he had watched. There was a woman who was in a leather hood, tied to the bed. The hood had a slit under the nose to breathe through & a slit for the mouth.

  He moved a little closer as his eyes adjusted to the light in the room & saw that not only did she have the hood on, but she had a ball gag in her mouth & a blindfold over her eyes.

  His eyes moved down her body to see that she had clamps with chains on her nipples then another chain that lead to another clamp that looked to be attached to her clit. If she moved, any or all of those clamps would pull on whatever they were attached to.

  Di looked at his crotch, noting how he was enjoying what he saw & smiled.

  She walked over to the woman & without warning brought the riding crop across the woman's tits. She moved & the clamps pulled.

  "You like that, don't you my love?"

  The woman's head nodded.

  Di brought the crop down against the woman's thighs & she jumped again & moaned.

  "Hmmm... even better. You know I was about to fuck you but I think I have something even better." she said as she looked over to Donnie who was rubbing on his cock through his shorts.

  She crooked her finger at him signaling him to "come here".

  He had no choice, he would do whatever she wanted.

  She whispered in his ear, "I want you to fuck her. Make her scream."

  She held up her finger to her mouth again, reminding him that he could not make a sound as he peeled off his clothes.

  He climbed on the bed between the woman's legs. As he steadied himself for a moment he could smell her scent. He looked down to a very bare set of pussy lips wanting to be fucked. He watched as she moved her hips slightly so the clamp would pull on her deep purple clit. Her inner lips glistened. It seemed that Di had really turned her on but the idea of a faceless lover was turning her on even more. He liked that. He adjusted the angle of his cock & slid into a very hot, wet pussy. Each time he thrust inward, he could feel the clamp moving & pulling on her clit.

  Di stood on the side of the bed, watching, & pulling on the chains on her nipples as Donnie fucked her.

  She moved forward & started talking in the woman's ear. "Do you feel that my love? That nice long hard cock thrusting in & out of your pussy? Oh it is so nice to watch. It's so thick & long. I bet it feels good."

  She tugged on the chain again. "Oh yes you love it don't you? You want it harder don't you? You want him to make you scream?"

  The woman nodded.

  "Very well" Di said. She looked at Donnie & said "Fuck that tight wet pussy harder." and she slapped Donnie's ass with the crop.

  He obeyed.

  "Do you feel it? He's getting harder. He want's to make you cum." She pulled the chains again.

  "Are you going to cum?"

  The woman nodded.

  "Now?"

  The woman nodded.

  She started to moan & as waves of pleasure & pain gripped her body.

  "Then look at your lover. The owner of that cock buried deep inside of you, giving you so much pleasure." she said as she ripped the blindfold off the woman's head.

  Judy opened her eyes to see her own son's nine inch cock still fucking her throbbing pussy. Her eyes got wide, she started to scream but she couldn't take her eyes off that beautiful cock sliding in & out of her. Each time he thrust into her she could feel the head forcing it's way in, the large veins rubbing along the outer lips, his full balls slapping her ass. It felt so good.

>   "Oh god I'm cumming again". she thought.

  She felt herself tightening around Donnie's now massive cock. She watched his face as he bit his lip trying not to scream out.

  "Oh fucccccccccccccccck". Donnie screamed as he came deep inside her.

  A loud "Twack" was heard as Di brought the crop down hard on Donnie's ass for breaking one of her rules.

  Di pulled on the chain one last time & Judy came again. She smiled.

  Donnie pulled himself out of a now soaking wet pussy. Tried to steady his legs as he grabbed his clothes & headed out the door. He knew the rules. "No Di today, but this was almost as much fun." He had almost gotten used to this anonymous sex. If it was going to get him buried in Di, he would do it.

  Di untied Judy & took out the gag. For a moment, she didn't speak.

  She took off the hood & smiled.

  "How in the hell did that happen?" Judy asked.

  "You needed a good fucking, he was handy, I just put two & two together. Now lay back down woman, I want to eat all that young cum out of you."

  Judy obeyed, knowing that Di would make her cum again. Wondering if Donnie had any clue he had just fucked his mother. Or if he would fuck her again.

  She hoped so.

  The End.

  Park Pleasures

  Jon sat in his black Lexus SUV longer then he planned. He'd had such a long day, and he needed the extra time. He placed his hand on the door handle, opened the door slowly and breathed in the fresh air as he stood on the pavement. He takes in the peacefulness of the birds; he enjoys this park the most for his nightly runs.

  Jon closes the door, hears the beep as he locks it with the remote and strides to the nearest bench. Reaching one leg up he stretches, raises his hands and links them as he loosens his arms above his head. He repeats the steps for the other side and rotates his hips.

  Working in that stuffy office all day sure gets to a man. The job pays well but being CEO of a major corporation has its down sides. Now that he is in his early forties, he needs to watch what he eats and run nightly just to stay in shape, Jon has little time for a social life, so being handsome doesn't always help a man out when there's no time to meet or date women.

  Jon finishes his last stretch and runs in place. He picks up the pace and starts down the path. Breathing deep to get the fresh air into his lungs, he knows full well there are more work hours when he gets home. He inhales through his nose then exhales out his mouth. When he takes a second breath, he smells her. Sweet perfume almost has him licking his lips, like a taste of refreshing watermelon on a really hot day.

  Jon has no choice but to run in place. Still jogging at a decent pace, he pivots a little, to see where the perfume is coming from. It isn't like any he's ever smelled, and he thinks the woman wearing it must be special. Suddenly he spots the brunette about a foot to his right. Jon inches closer, puts his nose upward and sharply takes in the air again, to be sure that she is the one. Realizing he has completely stopped running, he stares straight at the brunette with his nose in the air, sniffing.

  He opens his eyes and sees her looking over at him, giggling with her friend. The blond with her is using her elbow to nudge the brunette while they look at Jon, giggles erupting from their petite frames. He notices that the brunette is slightly taller then the blond, better built with a bit more muscle surrounding her ass and hips. The blond looks almost too slim. His eyes caress every part of the women, starting at one then sliding across to the other. He notices the way the brunette's firm tight abs lead to her tight bosom. Her breasts are firm but curvaceous, soft and tender, begging to be squeezed.

  Jon gently shakes his head from side to side, trying to jar his brain out of its thought process. He was there to run, not insert his cock into some poor unsuspecting woman. Nonchalantly he waves to them and resumes his running in place, looking at the ground to cover the stop he made. He makes the charade more realistic when he bends to pick 'something' up from the ground. He turns to the girls one last time, smiles at them and picks up his pace again on the path.

  "Phew!" He exclaims to himself. He was unprepared for that and his reaction caught him off guard. Jon hopes that the women didn't notice the growing bulge in his shorts.

  He runs faster, his thoughts still focused on those women. At a full fast run now he passes by the ladies quickly, and hears they are still talking. Around the next turn of the path he slows to a jog, then turns to run backwards a little, trying to work different muscles. His head still dazed, his heart thumping and blood still affecting his cock, Jon has no choice but to walk instead. He needs to get a grip. The whole purpose of the run was to stay in shape, and clear his head.

  He walks past the blond and brunette, yet again. This time they are leaning against the bench. Both stare straight at him, a naughty grin across their faces. He does a double take, looks away then back to them as he sees the brunette crook her finger and beckon him to her.

  Stunned, he uses his index finger to point to himself, mouthing the word "Me?" towards her. She and the blond both nod and giggle in a not-so-innocent way. Jon has to decide if he is curious or maybe a bit worried. He stands straight, sticking out his well defined chest and walks to them.

  The brunette lunges her hand forward as she says, "Hi I am Phoebe, you can call me Bee."

  Jon takes her hand, enamored with her crystal blue eyes. "I'm Jon, pleasure to meet you." He states distracted by their moment of eye contact.

  Bee tosses her other thumb in the blonds direction, "This is Freya, a good friend of mine." Releasing her hand from their handshake, her eyes dash from his.

  "You run here often?" Asks Freya, poking a finger at the park.

  Jon, still checking out the women without being too obvious, looks at them. Replying, "Yes I'm here at least once a week. Running allows my work stress to dissipate. But I haven't seen you two here before."

  Bee speaks as Freya chimes in, almost simultaneously. "We just found it with the GPS tonight. So far we like the scenery." They say with a glint of amusement in their eyes, as Bee traces her bottom lip with her tongue.

  Jon is glued to her sexy lips. Her tongue takes a sultry lick then retreats back to her mouth. His cock is now throbbing, completely hard. He shifts his position slightly to adjust his tight shorts, coughing gently to ease the tightness in his throat. He would have said something but he couldn't look away from Freya's hand. It was tickling Bee's bare shoulder, sliding up and down with a gentle tease.

  "You okay Jon?" Bee manages through a giggle.

  Jon gulps in response as he tries to maintain some sort of gentlemanly appearance. He finds it difficult to do as he sees Bee take hold of Freya's tickling hand, touches it gently to her lips and makes a subtle kissing sound out loud. He feels his cock pulse more as it almost leaps out of his shorts. They turn slightly to each other. Freya touches her palm to Bee's cheek, then her thumb traces Bee's lips, until Bee reaches her tongue out and slurps Freya's thumb into her moist mouth.

  "Oh my god!" Jon exclaims loudly and looks around to see who might be near them.

  Seeing that it is dusk, almost completely dark in fact, he relaxes. Knowing that most people have left the park and the ones left would have no chance of seeing more then figures from where they were standing. Not wanting to miss anything, he quickly looks back to the women and sees they are both suckling each others thumbs. Bee has her thumb in Freya's mouth, and both are making the sexiest sucking sounds.

  Unsure of what to do Jon quietly suggests, "I should let you two have some privacy."

  The women turn to him, shaking their heads as thumbs fall out of their mouths. "No Jon, we would like you to play with us."

  Jon has trouble catching his breath and gathering his wits about him. He wants to jump on both of them, eat one pussy as the other is riding his cock. Each woman grabs one of his trembling hands. His cock is ready to explode with excitement of two women. He follows their gentle tugs to the bench, where Freya sits as Bee still grasping Jon's hand gets on her knees.
r />   "For now we want you to just watch, see how long you can stand it. Call it a game if you will." Bee says with great pride.

  All Jon can do is nod, with his eyes fixed on the two women in front of him. He eases closer to the edge of the bench, leans against it for support. He knows that his legs will not hold him right now, as strength seems to have left his body. Freya pulls Bee to her, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss, while Bee's hands run up and down Freya's legs. Caressing, kneading her inner thighs, inching further up toward Freya's pussy. Jon's eyes get wider as Bee pushes a finger inside. Freya raises her hips to help Bee's probing finger in deeper. Freya breaks their kiss with a husky moan as Bee slides in another finger.

  Jon groans loudly as he almost loses it. His mind is foggy with the lust for the two women before him. The darkness has made them more silhouetted but he knows who is where, and can see where their exploration leads. Freya's hips are rising and falling with each thrust then retreat of Bee's fingers, until Freya screams as she is intruded with three fingers.

  Bee looks up at Jon, "Are you hard, Jon? Does my fingers fucking Freya make you want to touch yourself?" Her face catches some of the moonlight and Jon sees her grin. Her eyes sparkle like lusty diamonds.

  Groans echo through the park as Jon settles himself down again. Composure is harder than ever now, with his painfully throbbing cock rubbing against his shorts. His only thoughts are who and where to cum. Jon enthusiastically nods to Bee.

  "Take your cock out for us Jon, show us what you got." Bee demands in a hushed tone.

  Darting his eyes around, checking to see if they are being watched, Jon realizes that it really doesn't matter. He can't walk away now. His fear is that his cock will have a mind of its own, that it will cum quickly and before it touches the sweet flesh of these women. He concedes to their wishes, takes his cock out and tucks his shorts under his balls. His hand gripping it firmly, he dares not stroke it.

  He looks to where Bee's fingers are still fucking Freya, steady and hard motions, sliding her fingers in and hearing the slickness as they slide out. Jon is almost moaning in sync with Freya, she is close he can hear it as the pitch of her moans change. They are purposeful and intense. Bee stops a minute, Freya complains loudly and looks at Bee, and faces Jon.

 

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