by Izzy Slam
Massively Taboo 50
Erotic Collection of Short Stories
Copyright ©2019 Izzy Slam
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This book is a work of fiction intended for mature readers. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
All characters depicted in these stories are fictional, not blood related, and are consenting adults over the age of 18 years.
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Table of Contents
But Granddaddy! It’s Just a Costume Party
Granddaddy’s Delights (6 Books)
Clarisse
Debra
Monica
Rachel
Serena
Kristin
Healing the Granddaughter’s Broken Heart
Her Professor (3 Books)
Teach Me
Share Me
Show Me
Daddy’s Secret Meeting
Daddy’s Huge, Stiff Problem
Daddy Gets Even with His Ex
Daddy Gives Me Curves
Bundle Up, Daddy
Saddle Up, Daddy
Daddy’s Girlfriend Replacement
Sandy (Daddy’s Bad Girls)
Pa’s Dirty Little Secret (5 Books)
Book 1
Book 2
Book 3
Book 4
Book 5
Defiled at Church (5 Books)
Savannah
Gloria
Bonnie
Carol
Rita
Big, Bad Brother
Down and Dirty Quickies (5 Books)
Rough Daddy
The Cure
Exposed
The Real Thing
Daddy Humiliates Me with a Leash
Taboo Confessions Volume 3
Just the THREE of Us
Serving the Woman of the House
Satisfying the Woman of the House
MILF Next Door
Rough Handling the Hucow
Hucow Island
Curvy Brat’s First Job
Big Brat’s Little White Lie
The Uncle Stakes His Claim
Landscaped by the Uncle
Back to School, Brat
My Mom’s New Boyfriend is an Alien!
My Mom’s New Boyfriend is a Billionaire!
My Mom’s New Boyfriend is a Total Jerk!
Paying His Debt
Claimed by the Farmer
Claimed by the Preacher
Claimed by the Silver Fox
Claimed by the Ex-Con
Claimed by My Dad’s Best Friend
But Granddaddy! It’s Just a Costume Party
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My best friend Carol is throwing a costume party, and I have the perfect outfit to wear. It shows my greatest assets and pretty much guarantees I’ll snag my alpha male crush before the night is over.
But since my step granddaddy is staying with me for the weekend, he thinks that automatically gives him the right to tell me what to do, like he’s my daddy or something. He forbids me to leave the house dressed the way I am. But I make it crystal clear I’m going to this party with or without his permission.
When he shows up on Carol’s doorstep with a twitchy hand and a raging look in his eye, I know my ass will be sore before the night is through. And given how rough he is, that’s not all that’ll be sore. That’s okay, though. I’ve always wanted ass-slapping, hair-pulling rough sex.
I pressed the red stick to my lips, spritzed some liquid cement in my hair, and did one final check in the floor-length mirror.
I looked pretty damn hot, if I do say so myself. I was wearing an outfit I had purchased a few months ago for a date that ended up canceling at the last minute. I figured it would collect dust like all my other sexy clothes, but when my best friend Carol told me she was hosting a kinky costume party, I knew right away that the jet-black corset that matched my wild hair would be put to good use. And maybe, just maybe, I’d catch Donny’s eyes once and for all.
And if the corset doesn’t grab his attention, my lacy black thongs fucking better. I can already visualize his hands groping my ass, popping the garter belt off my sheer thigh-highs, and tossing me on the bed with so much force my three-inch stilettoes become airborne. Damn, can you tell I like it rough?
Well, I think I do, anyway. I’ve only been with one guy, but he was too nice, too gentle. I’ve been so horny lately from not being manhandled that all I can think about is my alpha male swatting my bottom, pulling my hair, and taking me like a brutal, rabid beast. Donny seems like he fits the bill, being a larger than life quarterback, and I want him to fuck me tonight if it ruins me.
I made a quick stop in the kitchen to get one of my pre-made iced coffees in the fridge. It had been shoved all the way to the back, so I had to become a contortionist, bending over and reaching behind several containers of leftovers to get it. In the process, my thongs dug a wedgie so deep in my ass I could feel it in my toes.
“Oh, uh … wow.”
When I heard my step granddaddy’s husky voice, I froze in place. I thought I’d be able to sneak out before he came in here. Fuck.
“I didn’t know Amy was having a friend over. What do you need, sweetheart? I’ll get it for ya.”
With my coffee in hand, I stood slowly, feeling a little creeped on. “It’s just me, granddaddy. Sorry you had to see that.”
He gave me the once over and crossed his hands in front of his pants, and I had the impression he was hiding a sudden erection. Great. I just gave my grandfather a hard-on. Was that something to be proud of or ashamed of?
“Hm, guess I didn’t recognize you without your pants on, baby doll. You getting ready for bed, or…?”
I snickered. “No. I have a party to go to. I was just getting a drink for the road.”
I shook my bottle of iced coffee in the air as he furrowed his brow.
“Oh, looks like you need to finish getting dressed then. Don’t let me stand in your way.”
He smiled brightly and backed up, sweeping his arm out dramatically to let me by.
“I am dressed, granddaddy. So, if you don’t mind, I’ll just say goodnight. I’ll be home by curfew.”
Yeah, I still had a curfew, even though I was eighteen years old. My parents said as long as I’m living under their roof, and until I turn twenty, I have to be home by two a.m.
Honestly, if it weren’t for my parents being out of town this weekend, and my grandfather needing to spend the week here due to his house being remodeled, I could come strolling home whenever I damn well pleased. Which meant whenever Donny was done fucking me! But no, I have an old man in my business. I think my parents sent him here to keep an eye on me, personally.
Granddaddy is my stepdad’s dad. But he still occasionally acts like he has “daddy” authority over me. I can tell he’d like to have his body over me, to be truthful. I’ve seen the way he looks at me, admiring my curves. And when it happens, he a
lways gets a little spicy, like he feels guilty for perving on his step granddaughter and has to take it out on me. What can I do, though? I can’t help it if he’s turned on by young, porcelain skin, nice big tits, and a round, bouncy bottom. At sixty years old, he’s a good-looking man, sexy, actually. He’s really big—like an overgrown teddy bear—but he has a nice body and stays in shape. No reason he can’t find a pretty lady to hang out with.
I brushed past him on my way out, and I could feel his eyes on me, especially my ass.
“Wait just a damn minute, young lady. You are not leaving this house dressed like that.”
I held back a laugh because I really didn’t want to be too disrespectful to him. “Granddaddy, like I said, it’s a costume party. As in, a sexy costume party. Everyone will be dressed like this. It’s all good, I promise.”
His eyes flashed anger, and I knew he didn’t think any of this was “good.”
“I don’t give one iota about how everyone else will be dressed, Amy. They could show up naked for all I care. You, however, will not leave this house under my watch looking like that. I mean, are you wanting to get raped?”
“Raped!?” I could not believe he was playing that card.
“Yes. Raped. Some deranged man could see you walking down the street dressed like that and get triggered. Not saying it’s right, but I don’t want anything to happen to you for Christ’s sake.”
I lifted my purse from the wall next to the front door. “Look, granddaddy. I appreciate your concern, but I won’t be walking down any streets tonight. I’m just going to Carol’s house, then straight back home. You can’t keep me locked up here. Even daddy knows that. So, I’m sorry but I am going, and you can’t stop me.”
I walked out the door, half expecting him to chase me down. But I guess I got my point across because I got to my car without any issues. He did come outside and watch me back out of the driveway, and I felt a little guilty about that. After all, he seemed genuinely worried that I might get hurt or harassed. And I suppose it was sweet. But he needed to understand I wouldn’t put myself in harm’s way like that. I mean, just the thought of walking around in public like this was ridiculous.
I put those worries out of my head on the way to Carol’s, and within fifteen minutes of being at her house, I had nearly forgotten about my run-in with the old man of the house. And boy, if he saw my best friend and all the skin she was showing, he’d have a meltdown. She was wearing less than I was in a string bikini with a top that barely covered her breasts.
“So, have you heard when Donny is going to be here?”
She pulled me aside and scrunched up her face. “Yeah, but you’re not going to like it.”
“Why not?”
“He’s bringing his new girlfriend. And apparently they’re dressed in some pretty wild BDSM gear.”
I huffed out a sigh. Well, so much for getting nailed by my alpha male tonight. “Can’t wait to see how well she behaves in a collar and leash.”
“Oh no,” Carol whispered. “He’s the one in the collar.”
All the fantasies I’d had about Donny were shattered in an instant. I couldn’t care less what people did in the bedroom, but learning that the object of my desire might want me to spank him instead of the other way around pretty much killed my fantasy in an instant.
“Oh well. Looks like I might have to set my sights on someone else.”
Carol nudged me in the arm. “I heard that Mr. Samson is single.”
Our old History teacher from high school. He was a little older, and really attractive. All the girls crushed on him. But he was too skinny for me. I don’t know, I guess I like my men meaty. Like Donny. And granddaddy. Well, someone like granddaddy.
“Maybe you should jump on that. I never had a thing for him like you did.”
She bit her lower lip. “I sent him an invite a little while ago. He read the message but hasn’t responded. I made it very clear my parents were out of town until tomorrow night, and that he should make it a point to come see his favorite former student.”
I shook my head and smirked. “You’re incorrigible.”
A loud knock at the door made us both jump. “Oh my god, what if it’s him?”
I raised a brow. “That did not sound like a friendly knock. Better see who it is.”
I went with her to the front door, pushing through the crowd of half-dressed people. And as soon as I saw who stood there, I knew why the knock sounded aggressive.
“Granddaddy! What are you doing here?”
Fuck, I knew what he was doing here. His twitchy hand matched the bulging vein in his forehead.
“Good luck,” Carol said, tapping me on the shoulder before walking off. I almost gave her the stink eye, but she knew what was going on, and I couldn’t blame her for not wanting to stick around for the impending argument.
“I’m here to pick you up and carry your naked ass home.”
He started to wrap a hand around my arm, but I jerked away from him. “No. I’m not going home. You’re being ridiculous.”
“I’m being ridiculous?” he said, stepping into the foyer. His eyes floated around the room where all my former classmates were buzzing around—some dancing, some flirting, some just chilling and talking. But his jaw dropped open when he saw that I hadn’t lied about this being a sexy costume party.
“Look, granddaddy. No one is drinking. Everyone here is eighteen or older, and we’re all just being social and having a good time. Why don’t you come in and hang out for a while?”
I was desperately trying to get him to lighten up but I could see he was having none of it. He narrowed his brow at me and ticked his jaw.
“I think you’re hanging out enough for the both of us, Amy. And my god!” he exclaimed, eyeing my chest with rage. “Your tits are squished together tighter than a can of biscuits.”
That was it. Now I was getting pissed. “You will not shame me for my body or how I’m dressed. If you’re not here to party, then get out.” I slammed one hand on my hip and pointed at the front door as everyone in the room turned their eyes at us.
Granddaddy’s forehead was pulsing as he grabbed my upper arm and proceeded to pull me down the hallway and into the darkness as gasps filled the air around us.
“Granddaddy, stop!”
“I will not stop until I teach you a lesson about respecting your elders.”
A light flipped on and he pushed the door closed, twisting the lock before hauling me to the bed and bending me over the mattress. I twisted my head up at him as he towered over me, holding me down with his big, gruff hands.
“I do respect my elders. What the fuck?”
“Your stepdaddy and momma left me in charge of you this weekend.”
“I’m eighteen! I’m in charge of myself!”
“And when I tell you to do something, you damn well better listen. You’re not too old for a spanking, you know.”
“A spanking?!” I shrieked. Good god, he was taking this way too far. This was not the kind of spanking I wanted.
“That’s right, baby girl. A good, old fashioned spanking to put you in your place.”
His knee sank down into the mattress next to me and his hand struck my ass so hard and fast I nearly hit the ceiling. Of all the times to be wearing a thong... I hadn’t been disciplined since I don’t know when. But this? This was beyond humiliating.
Granddaddy didn’t waste time striking my naked flesh, over and over. All I could do was grip the comforter and struggle against his grip. But with his size and strength, I knew he wouldn’t stop until he was done.
“I can’t believe you think it’s okay to be dressed like this.”
Thwack!
“Giving every man within eyeshot a hard-on with that sexy, curvy ass of yours showing,” he growled.
Smack!
I cried out at the last hit, feeling my clit do a little dance.
What was that about?
“Do you know that some men have the ability to cum in their pants
, without being touched, at just the sight of something sexy like you?”
Slap!
“Granddaddy!”
God, why was he being so crude? And why was it making me wet?
“You heard me, Amy,” he groaned, squeezing the globes of my ass. “I’m a man with a lot of testosterone. I think you know that.”
Thwap!
“And I have to wonder if you wanted to get a rise out of every cock within a fifty-foot radius.”
Smack!
I was near tears from the burn he had inflicted on me, and I fought the urge to cry as he leaned down, pressing his lips to my ear.
“Or maybe it was just me you wanted to tease, forcing my cock to turn into a long rod of steel, seeping pre-cum for his half naked, slutty looking granddaughter.”
I bit my lip and groaned as my pussy swelled. Fuck. He was right. Maybe not consciously, but deep down I knew my granddaddy was everything I wanted in a man, in an alpha lover. He was taking charge of me just the way I had fantasized Donny would, any man would, when what I wanted, needed, was right here, now a part of my family.
“Admit it, baby girl,” he said, letting his huge finger snake inside the strap of my thongs. “You want your granddaddy to finger your little pussy now that he’s put you in your place, don’t you?”
I rolled my hips down, trying to rub my clit on the mattress. I was too ashamed to admit the truth. But hearing my granddaddy admit it for me made my cunt so juicy.
“Mm, why don’t you spread those legs a little wider for ‘yes,’ and clamp them shut for ‘no.’”
I waited a moment, then finally pushed my thighs open in a ‘yes’ gesture. Granddaddy moaned softly as his finger traveled down the length of my crack until he reached my swollen labia. He pushed past my folds that were now drenched, and I huffed as he located my bumping clit with precision.
“Now that I have your consent, granddaddy’s going to show you what it means to really take charge, baby girl. You ready?”
I nodded quickly, but when he lightly pinched my clit, a heat spread through my body. He kept a vice-like grip on it for several seconds, using his other hand to roam over my round bottom, letting a few hoarse groans escape his throat.
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