by Izzy Slam
God, I wanted him to pummel my pussy with the same carnal rage.
“Shit,” he grunted. “I’ve got to have that pussy now.”
Daddy moved aside and flipped me over, picking up the leash and pulling me down to the foot of the bed.
He gripped my hips tightly and seconds later, his cock was spreading me apart as he eased into my pussy.
“Fuck yes. I’m going to pound that pussy and cum so hard,” he growled.
I moaned as he entered me, shoving his dick with just the amount of force that I needed to feel owned.
Daddy went balls deep and wrapped one arm around my waist, pulling me tightly to him as he started thrusting in and out. His hand found my collar and he slid his fingers underneath, gripping it tight and controlling my whole body.
It wasn’t enough to choke me, but it was enough to still me. I couldn’t move an inch as daddy pounded me ferociously with his enraged cock.
His sack slapped against my pussy lips and the sounds of our pleasure filled the room. My god, it was too much to bear. Every inch of my cunt was filled with my daddy’s huge cock. Every inch of my walls being worked over by his length. And when his balls began lightly slapping against my clit, I came again in a matter of minutes.
“Mmm, that’s it, you little slut. Cum on daddy’s dick.”
Fuck, I couldn’t believe he could tell I was having an orgasm. He was definitely more sensitive than any guy I’d ever been with.
“You thought you could hide that orgasm from your daddy’s big old cock? No way, baby slut.”
He rammed into me so hard, I had another orgasm that curled my toes. Tightening his grip on my collar made me feel more possessed, more controlled, and it just made me cum harder. My pussy was throbbing, probably clamping down around daddy’s cock and intensifying his pleasure to the hilt.
Daddy started rocketing in and out of me like a sledgehammer, and the next thing I knew, he roared like a beast. His cum spurted against my walls and oozed out with each thrust.
“That’s it, take my cum, baby slut!”
His domination over me could be felt each time he rammed his rod inside of me. Both of us were overcome with pleasure, and I never wanted it to stop. But it did have to stop eventually.
Once we were both completely out of breath, his fingers slipped out of my collar.
He leaned down and kissed me on the shoulder. “Don’t worry. I’m not taking that thing off all weekend.”
I smiled as he walked away. But I didn’t let him see that smile.
~The End
Taboo Confessions
Volume 3
Naughty Seductresses
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Have you ever wondered what it would be like to peek inside the lives of forbidden lovers? These hot, younger women want the love of an older man. Whether it’s right or wrong, these naughty seductresses set out to seduce the man of the house. Sometimes they get lucky, and other times … well … they all get lucky!
Seven taboo stories here. They're short, but hot and smutty to the core!
“Juliana”
I’ve always been attracted to my stepdad. And when he and my mom decide to split, I know I can make my move.
***
I’ve thought my stepdad Joe was gorgeous from the moment I met him. But naturally I never thought it would go any further than a fantasy in my head. And believe me, there were plenty of fantasies.
I think my sex drive was higher than most teens because by the time I was a senior in high school, I was sleeping with half the football team, bouncing back and forth between one of the linebackers and the quarterback every other weekend.
By the time I was eighteen years old and had made it to college, I had simmered down as far as my behavior, but only because I had to study if I wanted to pass my courses.
Needless to say, a lot of frustration built up, so by the time my stepdad called to say he wanted to come see me to discuss something serious, I got butterflies of excitement. I’d asked if Mom was coming, too, but he said that she was tied up with work.
He came to my dorm to pick me up, looking sexy as ever in his bootcut jeans and neatly pressed shirt that hugged all his muscles. And by the time we got to the café for lunch, my pussy was drenched. Yes, I felt guilty about perving on my mom’s husband, but I simply could not control how my body responded to this man.
“Juliana, I have some rather big news,” he said, reaching across the table to cover my hand with his.
“Is Mom pregnant?” I asked, feeling my whole being drop at the thought.
He raised his brow in surprise. “Um, no. I don’t know quite how to say this, but we’ve decided to go our separate ways.”
Well, that I definitely did not expect. I remember siting there feeling stunned as he explained how their marriage had just crumbled over the past year, and there was nothing left to salvage. He said that they had agreed to split up six months ago, and Mom was already dating someone else.
“She wanted to be here with me to tell you, but she got called away on a business trip. Don’t be upset with her.”
“I’m not,” I told him. And it was the truth.
Because it had just dawned on me …
Dad was a free man.
I laced my fingers through his. “I hate that you two didn’t work out. You’ve been … the best daddy to me. The only daddy I’ve really known.”
His eyes sparkled just then, but his face also went sort of heavy, like he felt bad. “I’m still your daddy. I’ll always be here for you, Juliana. That will never change.”
He squeezed my hand, and all these electrical sensations pulsed through me. My insides ached for him in a way I had never ached for anyone.
“Good. Because I need you, Dad. In a way that’s hard for me to put into words.”
He gulped and let his gaze drift around my face like he was searching for something deeper than my words.
“What … what do you mean?”
I squeezed his hand and went to cross my legs, but when I accidentally bumped into his shin, my sandal fell off. On impulse, I let my foot wander up to the edge of his chair, wiggling my toes near his crotch.
His eyes flared slightly, and I thought for a second he would push my foot away.
But he didn’t.
In fact, he shifted his eyes around the café, seemingly worried someone would see us. Then, he slid forward, just a few inches, but it was enough that the tips of my toenails brushed along the inside of his thigh.
I dug my teeth into my lower lip as I saw the expression on his face shift.
“Like I said, Dad, I need you in special ways. Always have.” I twirled my hair and licked my lips, and his jaw ticked. “And if Mom is seeing someone else, sounds like you have the right to as well.”
I moved my foot enough to make contact with his crotch, where I was met with a hard, healthy, bulging erection. I felt it bounce in his pants, and I started massaging it with my toes, feeling the heat pulse onto my flesh.
“Juliana, we really shouldn’t.”
I smiled. “Why not? No one has to know.”
He let out a frustrated grumble, flicked his gaze around the café again, and then let his hand fall over my foot, pulling it tight against his hard cock.
My pussy swelled with desire, throbbing and aching to feel him inside of me. He was so sexy, and the way he had always been there for me really did make my heart swell, too. I wanted to be closer to him than I had ever been.
“Take me back to my dorm. My roommate’s at work until nine tonight.”
His dick bounced again, and it wasn’t five minutes later before we were walking back to my dorm room.
Once inside, I felt my heart race when he closed the door. And when he clicked the lock, heat pulsed from between my legs. I tossed my purse on my desk and spun to face him, his erection prominent in his pants.
I started to unbutton my shirt, admiring the way his gaze traveled up and down my body.
“You have to promise me not to say
a word about this to your mother. Just because she’s dating someone else does not mean she would approve of this.”
I let my top fall to the floor. “Why would I do something stupid like that? All I want is for you to fuck me, just one time, and I’ll never tell anyone.”
I walked his way and lifted his hands to my breasts. His breath was steady but fast as he smoothed his fingers over my bra.
“Get me naked and fuck me like you mean it, Dad.”
That seemed to do it. He reached behind my back and undid my bra, freeing my breasts for him. His nostrils flared as he stared at them, letting his fingers brush across my nipples and making them harden into points.
“Fuck, Juliana. I’ve thought about your tits a lot lately.”
I reached down and cupped his crotch with my hand. His dick was so hard, and as I began stroking it, he moaned softly.
“I’ve thought about your cock a lot, and what it would feel like pounding my pussy.”
I was so deliriously horny right then. I couldn’t believe I was about to get fucked by my own stepdad. How long I had dreamt of this, thinking it would never happen.
He shook his head slightly, then jerked down my skirt. I gasped at his sudden roughness, but it only turned me on more, if that was even possible.
“Dad!”
He lifted me off the floor and carried me to my small twin bed before tossing me down. I laughed, scooting back against the wall as I watched him get undressed as fast as he could.
“I hope you want this, because there is no going back once we start.”
“Good,” I said, twisting up my nipples and taking in the sight of his perfect body. Once he was naked his cock twitched, pointing to the ceiling.
I had to have it in my mouth. So I got on my knees and wrapped my fingers around his girth. Dad ran his fingers through my strands, gripping them tight as he groaned.
“Fuck, Jules…”
“You wanna fuck my face?”
He nodded.
“Do it then.”
I sank my lips over his crown and bobbed up and down, getting him coated in my thick saliva. He then gripped the sides of my head and started pumping in and out. His cock hit the back of my throat, all his yummy, salty pre-cum smearing along the roof of my mouth.
I touched his balls and they tightened up. I felt the skin of his balls crinkle as his length plunged in and out of my mouth. I swirled my tongue all over the tip as he came out, and let it flick along the base of his shaft when he went in deep.
When I felt like I was about to choke, he pulled out of me, a long string of saliva joining my lips to his cock head. I swiped it with my finger and sucked it away.
“Lie down,” he said, his voice gruff.
I did as he asked, stuffing the pillows under my head so I could watch him.
He nestled between my legs and pulled off my panties, then ran his fingers over my labia, making me leak to the bed below.
“You want me to lick that wet pussy of yours?”
“Yes, please, Dad,” I begged.
He pushed my thighs apart and dragged his tongue along my outer lips, making me feel like I was about to burst. He stared up at me the whole time, teasing me with his sexy mouth. He pulled my lips apart and found my clit right away, flicking the tip of his tongue back and forth along my tender pearl.
I bucked my hips and rode that wave, grabbing onto the comforter as I orgasmed on his mouth.
Right as I came, he pushed several fingers in my pussy and curled them up, working them along my tight walls.
My entire being shook as I came, his breath coming out in hard bursts as he worked his tongue in circles over my clit. I could feel it pulsing violently, and when he sucked it past his lips, I squealed and fisted my bedding tighter.
He didn’t stop until I clamped my thighs over his ears. And then he mounted me, pressing all of his body weight on top of me and sliding his dick inside my cunt.
I was so wet, he slid in with ease. I gripped his ass and wrapped my legs around his waist as he dove deep inside of me.
“Fuck, baby. Your pussy…”
“Yes, Dad. Fuck my pussy,” I pleaded.
He held onto the top of my head as he slammed in and out of me. His cock worked every inch of my pussy, and with each slam of his body, my clit bumped into him, sending me over the edge again.
I came two more times before he flipped me over on my tummy to fuck me from behind. His sweaty front covered my back, and he grunted in my ear that he was going to dump his seed in my belly.
“Do it, Daddy…”
The ferocity with which he was fucking me forced my clit to rub along the mattress, making me cum again right as he growled in my ear.
“Daddy’s cumming in that pussy…”
My walls contracted harder than ever around his girth. I loved hearing him talk dirty to me.
And I really loved feeling his cum pulse out of me when he was done. My body was exhausted that day, but my heart was full. I had never felt so loved and so fulfilled.
Dad stayed with me that night until my roommate got back home. And he came by to visit me regularly for a while. I wouldn’t trade those days for anything.
“Rick”
My stepdaughter constantly flirts with me. I don’t think anything of it. Until her hand slips under my sleeping bag during a family camping trip…
***
I recently had a weird situation that I wasn’t sure how to get out of. So, I kind of rolled with it. And I can honestly say, I have no fucking regrets.
My sexy and sweet 19-year old stepdaughter Andi recently started flirting with me. A lot. And I’m not talking those innocent, cute things that some girls do that make you wonder is she flirting or just being cute? No. I’m talking straight up, hard-core, there is no denying she wants Daddy in her pants kind of flirting.
Anyway, this Father’s Day, Andi and her mom Barbara decided to give me a tent along with all the camping gear. Excited about putting it to use, Barbara and I planned a camping trip for 4th of July, something I had wanted to do for years.
The day before we left, Barb was busy getting all the food together while I took care of everything else: sleeping bags, lanterns, flashlights, first-aid kit, most of which I kept in the attic.
While I was rooting around up there and shaking things out to ensure we wouldn’t bring along any unwelcome bugs and critters, Andi climbed up the stairs and sat on the top ledge.
“I can’t wait to go camping with you, Daddy.”
I spun to face her, that big smile and rosy cheeks of hers making me feel like I was mentally cheating on her mother.
“I can’t wait either, punkin’.”
“It was my idea to get you this stuff because I know it’s the only way I’ll ever be allowed to sleep next to you.”
I looked at her again, and she giggled before descending the attic steps.
I won’t lie. My dick started to get hard. I had this stirring in my gut that told me I should be prepared. But there was no way I could prepare for what Andi had planned.
The next day we got to the campsite, feeling lucky that we had a nice view of the lake. Andi and Barb went swimming, and my sexy stepdaughter wore her skimpy red bikini, making sure to come back up to the campsite every half hour to get some water. And I couldn’t help but notice how her nipples were hard little bumps under the silky fabric.
She’d bend at the waist to open the cooler, making sure I could see her sweet little ass and the way her bikini bottoms were wedged up inside her crack.
My dick got hard as a rock, and I found myself getting sexually frustrated as hell, knowing I wouldn’t be able to take that frustration out on her mother since we wouldn’t have any privacy tonight. I thought about going to the bathroom to jerk off, but I was worried someone would see me and call the cops.
I could jerk in the tent, but then I’d miss the view of my slutty daughter and her hot little body bouncing around in the water. Catch-22, see? I loved it and hated it.
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nbsp; That night, Andi continued to wear that damn bikini, even at dinner as we ate hot dogs and pickles. And yes, the little vixen made sure she sucked the juice off her pickle while staring at me with that horny look on her face.
I fantasized right then about shoving my cock in that slutty mouth of hers, knowing she would love it. Too bad I’d never be able to actually do it.
So, now that you’re all caught up, you see what I mean by no denying my stepdaughter wanted daddy’s hands in her pants, right?
Well, it gets better. That night, her mom indulged in a few too many glasses of wine, getting slightly drunk and “handsy” with me, right in front of Andi. She started rubbing my thigh, whispering in my ear that she wanted to suck me dry.
My cock surged with blood, especially since Andi was watching us the whole time, twirling her ponytail around and around and turning bright red in the face. I honestly couldn’t tell at the time if she was turned on or jealous.
Well, I told Barb to go get comfortable in the tent while I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash up for bed. I needed a good cum in, and Andi would hopefully sit outside and enjoy the fire for a while since it was only about 9:30—way too early for a 19-year-old to be going to bed.
But when I got back to the campsite, Andi was gone.
I swore under my breath, thinking she had gone for a walk. But both the flashlights sat on the picnic table.
I walked to the tent, glanced inside, and sure enough, she was all snuggled up in her sleeping bag on the far end of the tent, leaving a big, fat hole between her and her mother for me.
Great. It looked like getting that good cum in was a lost cause. And, when I looked at Barb, it was clear she was totally beyond snookered, arms tossed over her head and snoring like a banshee.
I shook my head. Some camping trip.
I decided to sit by the fire until I got sleepy, thinking about Andi and how hard it would be to lie next to her all night. How hard it would be to lie next to my wife and Andi all night and keep my hands to myself.
More frustrated than ever, I went ahead and put out the fire and went on to bed. It sounded like Andi and her mom were both asleep, and they were lying so still that it didn’t take long for me to fall out.