The Dirtiest Daddy's Taboo

by Alina Nicholson

  He took picture after picture as the white cloth slid lower and lower. His eyes nearly popped from his head as his suspicions were confirmed... Her pussy was wet! There was the barest strand of moisture between the cotton and her pussy for a fraction of a second. He prayed that the camera had caught it. Secretly he vowed that if it had, no one but himself would ever see that picture!

  Feeling slightly embarrassed, she quickly moved under the hot water streaming from the shower head. To clear her thoughts, she focused on the water as she leaned her hair under the spray. He did not miss a moment of it. He knew he no longer had to try to make art, art was happening right in front of him. This was what countless photographers had tried to create, what they had tried to make their audiences believe. He knew he was right in front of it, seeing it for real, maybe for the first time in his life. The honor was not lost on him as he stepped into the shower behind her. He didn't care in the least that his clothes were getting wet; capturing the moment was all that mattered!

  He didn't need to say a word anymore; she knew exactly what to do as she lathered herself with the soap. It was as perfect as a dance, he thought, as she built up thick foam in her hair. The boy and his camera only tried to keep up, his heartbeat pounding in his ears, his clothing soaked. She ran the soap over her ass, a bubble stood out with the light gleaming off of it. She slid her fingers between her thighs, luxuriating in the smoothness of her own skin. As her fingers teased her opening she had no more fear.

  She whirled in the shower, grabbed him by the collar and pulled him close.

  "No more pictures!" she grated, "take these off!" her sweeping eyes indicated his sopping wet clothes.

  "B-but!" he stammered.

  "NOW!" she insisted, knocking the camera from his hands onto the robe on the floor.

  She helped pull his clothes from him, and they faced each other, naked together for the first time in their long friendship. His cock was nearly straight up, pulsing in time with the rapid beating of his heart.

  "I---"he started to say. Her eyes warned him to shut up! She reached up and kissed him fiercely, biting his lip. The kiss lasted a long time. When she finally broke it off, he tried again:

  "I---"he began.

  "Shhh!"She admonished. She put gentle pressure on his shoulders, he understood immediately, and sank to his knees under the spray. Her foot wandered to the edge of the tub while her hand snaked to the back of his head. She pulled him firmly to her pussy, his tongue darted out immediately!

  He had been dying for this! They both had! Long before they agreed to this photo shoot the tension had been there. They had both worried so much about their friendship, and had tried to restrain themselves. As his tongue snaked across her lips he was in heaven! Her taste drove all doubt from his mind! All he wanted was to pleasure this woman! His nose pressed firmly against her clit as her hand pressed more and more insistently on the back of his head. Her hips bucked back and forth, and he was in heaven.

  It did not last nearly long enough for him, before he felt her pulling him back up again. He tried to fight his way back down, to worship her further, but she was insistent. When he finally conceded, and stood up, she looked him in the eye, her eyes searching his. She found what she was looking for, and pulled his lips to hers once more. They kissed over and over. She was amused by her taste on his lips.

  She let go of his jaw, and snaked her hands down their soapy bodies to his cock, which had been pressed between them for some time. Her one hand encircled his penis, near the tip, tugging in short quick succession. Her other hand slid under and around his balls, lifting and grasping gently, but insistently. She knew she had it just right by the way he moaned into their kiss, his eyes scrunched tightly shut.

  She felt his hand come sliding between them, between her legs. He rubbed back and forth, sawing against her clit once, twice, before his long, clever, artist's fingers were inside of her! They pushed deep before they curled, tickling her most sensitive spot! Her eyes popped open as lights danced across her vision! She took several seconds to realize that she had bitten his lip, hard, and could taste his blood. She quickly let go, and waited until his eyes opened again. She searched them once more.

  Finally, she spun her back to him, and pressed her hips backwards into his. Her chest and face was pressed against the shower wall, and she was grateful that the hot water was holding out. She offered herself to him.

  He understood right away. There would be no more distance between them! He slid his cock to her entrance, and pressed the tip just inside. Her hands were on the wall in front of him. He placed his hands just above hers, their fingers squeezed together just before he thrust deep inside of her! For the first time since the shoot began the noise was not suppressed! They both cried out! They were not just friends! They never would be again.

  They were lovers.

  He leaned against her back; their fingers knotted together, their breathing hoarse and fast! He pushed into her, she thrust back at him. She could feel his breath; his cheek was pressed against her ear. He could feel her tighten around him; she could feel his tip bottoming out deep inside her. She cried out and felt herself clamp down!

  He began to howl! He pushed into her as deeply as he could! She felt his cock pulse over and over, adding heat to her already molten pussy. He bucked, and howled, it even sounded like he was crying at one point. He eventually collapsed against her, just as the water started to cool.

  He whimpered into her ear as she turned the water off, his cock still deep inside her.

  "Baby, you ain't seen nothin' yet!" she promised...

  The End.

  A Very Pregnant Valentine

  I always hated Valentine's Day. No, it's not because of the fact that I've never had a relationship that lasted longer than a month. And it's not because I don't believe in 'true love'; in fact, far from it, I'm actually something of a hopeless romantic myself.

  No, the reason is because the holiday always seems to bring out the worst in people. I've heard a statistic that said men are far more likely to break up with their lovers on, or right before, Valentine's day. I don't know if that's true, but it certainly sounds like it could be. But even if it's not, people run around acting like doing one romantic gesture on Valentine's Day makes up for being neglectful of your lover the other 364 days of the year. It's just kind of sad.

  Case in point, what happened with my friend Carmen. She is an absolutely beautiful, lovely little Latina chick -- dark skinned, curvy in all the right places, and deep eyes that you just feel like you could stare into until the end of time. Sounds like the perfect girl, am I right guys? Well she got dumped by her long-term boyfriend ON Valentine's Day.

  Oh, that's not all. She also happened to be nine months pregnant at the time! Yeah, that tells you what sort of guy her boyfriend was to just walk out on her like that.

  I got a call from her that morning. She was literally in tears. Seems that she didn't know who else to call. She couldn't exactly call her family, and I was her only friend still living in the city. We'd known each other for years, but of course, our relationship had always been strictly platonic. So, I decided to call off work and go try and cheer her up. I told her that we could meet up at the deli just a couple of blocs from my apartment.

  It didn't take me more than fifteen minutes to get dressed and out of the apartment, but somehow, she wound up there before me. She was sitting at one of the booths by the window, still crying. And... somehow all I could think about was how beautiful she looked. So fertile and full of life. Like I said, she was already about nine months along, and her belly was huge. Heck, her whole body had filled out very nicely. You know how those Latina girls are.

  I know this will sound cliched, but there was just something about her... a 'glow' I guess you could say.

  I walked up and greeted her.

  "Hey," I said, not really sure of what else to say. "How you holding up?"

  Carmen just looked up at me and tried to smile, tears still running down her face. T
he poor girls make-up was smeared, and her hair was a mess. But underneath it all she was still very pretty.

  "How do you think," she asked. "I just got dumped... on Valentine's Day... and I'm pregnant! Whose going to help me raise this baby now?"

  It looked like she was going to start crying again at any moment, so I reached down and hugged her, savoring the feeling of her warm little body pressed tightly against my chest.

  "Shhhh," I said as I comforted her, "It's all right. I'm here for you Carmen."

  "Thanks," she said, trying valiantly not to cry.

  "Don't mention it," I said as I sat down. "Mind if I join you for coffee."

  Carmen just smiled at me.

  We made small talk, at least, as best we could under the circumstances. And exchanged snipy little comments about her boyfriend, or rather ex-boyfriend. I told her how I never really liked that bastard, and told her that he still owed me five bucks that he borrowed from me and never paid back. All in all, it seemed like we were having a rather good time. And then came the question that I was dreading....

  "So why do you think he left me," she asked. "Am I not attractive any more?"

  "What," I exclaimed, more than a little surprised and, quite honestly, unprepared to deal with that sort of talk.

  "Well I mean look at me," she said, "I'm huge!"

  "Don't say that Carmen."

  "It's true," she continued, looking down at her swollen belly, "He didn't touch me much during the pregnancy. We stopped having sex months ago when I started to show."

  "Well then he didn't know how to appreciate a good thing," I exclaimed boldly!

  Carmen looked up at me, probably a little shocked by my bold assertion. She almost looked like she was blushing, in fact.

  "What," she asked meekly.

  "You heard me," I replied. "I think that you look sexy, womanly! You are just as gorgeous as you were before you got pregnant."

  Yep, she was definitely blushing.

  "Oh," she said, "You're just saying that to cheer me up."

  "No," I said, placing my hand on her swollen belly. "I think you are the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on. And if your jackass of a boyfriend can't see that, then he doesn't deserve to be with you in the first place."

  Looking over at the window, I reached over and pulled down one of the cheap paper hearts that they had decorated the store with for Valentine's Day. If the manager didn't like it, well, he could take that up with me next time I came in. I pulled a pen out of my coat pocket and wrote 'Carmen' on it, then passed it to her.

  "Carmen," I said staring deeply into her brown eyes, "Will you be my Valentine?"

  "This is so.... Wow... I don't know what to say..."

  "Then maybe we should go back to your apartment," I said coyly.

  Carmen seemed to agree with me, because without saying a word, she picked up her purse and headed out the restaurant. I followed her, very eagerly, as you might imagine. Like I said before, both of us lived downtown at the time, so it didn't take us very long to get back to Carmen's apartment.

  The only thing that really surprised me, though, was just how empty her apartment was. Her boyfriend hadn't just dumped her... he also made off with her tv, computer and probably half her belongings. Even the couch was gone! That guy really was a little prick, and I suppose he's lucky that I haven't run into him since. Otherwise I'd probably have to kick his ass on general principle.

  "Why don't you wait right here," Carmen said as she popped into her bedroom. "I've got to go do something real quick."

  "Okay," I said, not really sure what to do while I waited for her.

  Only a few minutes later, Carmen came out, wearing the sexiest little red nightie that I've ever seen. It looked to be a couple sizes too small, in fact, and was straining against her pregnant belly and full breasts. It couldn't even go down far enough to cover everything, giving me a nice view of her pussy and ass... I could see that she was already a little wet down there. I took that as a good sign.

  "Whoa," I exclaimed, my cock growing noticeably erect in my pants.

  "You like what you see," she said, rubbing her hand over her huge pregnant belly.

  "I certainly do," I said. "I just wasn't... expecting things to go this fast is all..."

  Carmen just sat down on the bed.

  "I thought about what you said back at the restaurant. You made me feel so... sexy... like a real woman. I hadn't felt like that for so long and... I don't know. I just think that I'm ready to move on."

  "So you sure you want to go through with this then," I said as I walked over towards her.

  Carmen just nodded.

  "All right then."

  I put my arms around the petite Latina, hugging her. Slowly, I brought my hands down, bringing them across her swollen breasts, and then down her full pregnant belly. She cooed a little as I touched her extremely sensitive body, then wrapped her arms around me as well. We fell back on the bed, writhing around each other.

  `I kissed her passionate as my hand snaked under her little red nightie and fondled her huge belly. I could feel movement within her womb. Carmen just seemed to be lost in pleasure. Slowly, I brought my hand over her ripe little body and down to her sticky wet cunt. I started to stroke her sensitive womanhood.

  "Oh yes," she moaned quietly.

  I'm not even sure if she knew that I could hear her, in fact.

  I kept going, gradually increasing my speed. I could feel her powerful thighs wrap around my hand, and her hips start to buck as if she were fucking me. It wasn't too long before she was riding through wave after wave of ecstasy.

  When I was done, she looked up at me and smiled, trying to catch her breath.

  "That was amazing," she said. "Now I've got something for you!"

  She sat up, and then reached over and unzipped my pants. My cock was pretty much rock hard at this point, as you might imagine.

  "What's this," she said, smiling as she reached over and grabbed my dick.

  "Looks like someone else is getting excited over here," she said, looking up into me.

  God! Those eyes. Those sexy brown eyes... they were just so beautiful.

  She started to stroke my cock, working it until it was fully erect. A tiny dribble of pre-cum came out onto the tip, getting worked into with her tender ministrations. I decided to slip out of my shirt before it got too far along. Soon I had my eyes closed and my head thrown back, really getting into her handjob.

  I was a little surprised when Carmen stopped and put her lips around my cock. I looked down to see her head bobbing back and forth as she started to give me a blowjob. At first, the poor girl was struggling to accommodate the full length of my cock. I put my arms around her shoulders and stood there as she started to take more and more of my cock into her mouth.

  It wasn't too long before she got the hang of it and started to deep throat me. Let me tell you, it felt really good. After a minute or two of that, I could feel an all too familiar sensation. I knew that I was going to shoot my load, so I squeezed on her shoulders. Carmen just stopped as I shot my sticky white seed into her mouth. There was quite a bit of it too, and some dripped out of the corner of her mouth.

  I pulled out, my cock sticky with a mixture of her saliva and my own juices. Carmen just looked up at me and smiled. She swallowed my cum and wiped her face. Somehow, seeing a beautiful pregnant Latina with your juices sliding down her face is very satisfying.

  "You think you've got a little more in you, cow boy?"

  My cock was already beginning to get stiff again.

  "I think I do Carmen," I said, reaching over and fondling her milk-filled breasts.

  "I was hoping you'd say that," she smiled. "Because I want you to fuck my ass!"

  "What," I exclaimed.

  I should point out that Carmen has a very nice big ass, all round and curvy, and her pregnancy only served to fill it out more. Carmen just rolled over and go down on her h ands and knees, her big Latina ass sticking out right in front of me. Her gi
gantic pregnant belly just sort of hung there as she raised her butt as high as she possibly could.

  "You heard me," she said. "I know that guys like my ass, and I'm not sure how comfortable or safe it would be to have regular sex in my condition. But I think it would be safe enough to fuck my ass. So you up for it?"

  Carmen turned around to face me.

  "You don't need to ask me twice," I said as I positioned myself behind her.

  "Good," she said.

  I grabbed her nice full butt cheeks and spread them apart gently, placing the tip of my cock head against the entrance to her ass. It was a very good thing that I was lubricated from her phenomenal blowjob because she was so tight. I'm not really sure that I would have been able to get in her if I hadn't been, in fact.

  With great effort, I started to work my cock into her bum. She was moaning in a mixture of pain and pleasure, her eyes closed tightly as I started to push into her. I could see beads of sweat starting to form over her hot little body. It was quite clear that she'd never had a cock as big as mine doing her from behind.

  "Just a little more," I said as I kept pushing into her.

  Carmen just sort of moaned, and I'm not really sure she even heard what I said. I kept going, pushing until I got a couple inches of my dick into her ass. It was extremely tight, and I felt like I could loose control at any minute there. I stopped briefly for a moment and then pulled back and started to fuck. With each thrust, I was getting a little more of my shaft stuck into her.

  Her moans were starting to become louder and more consistent, so I think that she was enjoying it. When I realized that, I started to ass fuck her even faster. I put my hands around her womanly thighs, both to give me a little support and to make sure she didn't fall over or anything.

  Soon, I was pounding away at her ass. Carmen was writhing under me, lost to her carnal desires. Just seeing that alone was enough to push me over the edge, and as I pushed the entire length of my dick up her tight little ass, I started to cum once again. Even though it was my second time that night, I still had a lot in me. I shot a couple loads of semen deep into her bowels and then pulled out. Carmen was completely motionless beneath me, moaning softly in the afterglow of our sex. Then Carmen got up and looked at me.