The Dirtiest Daddy's Taboo

by Alina Nicholson

  "Hello Michael.", she said, " I see you had no trouble finding me.Come in I am ready."

  The stunned look on Micheal's was an added turn on for her. Micheal followed her into the house. His eyes glued to her shapely rear watching it tantilizingly sway as she glided further into the foyer. Damn she was hot he thought to himself. Answering the door dressed like that she must want to getted fucked. Maybe she had a thing for younger guys he thought. He hoped so. He felt a rush of blood travel to his penis and quickly took his swim bag off his shoulder and casually held it in front of his crotch as he followed her into the kitchen. She lead him out into the backyard to the pool. It was beautiful. Micheal looked around impressed by the lavish scene although he shouldn't have been surprised because this was a wealthy area and the front of the house was a givaway that the rest would be just as good. She took a cold beer out of the mini fridge behind the bar and passed it to him then proceeded to take off her thin robe to rub suntan lotion on herself.

  Michael perched himself on a bar stool keeping his swim bag in his lap and took a drink, watching her the whole time. He could feel the sexual tension in the air building as well as the pressure in his jeans wondering to himself where this was all was going.

  "Your house is beautiful," he said feeling he needed to say something, "especially the pool."

  "Thank you," she replied," being a swimmer you would notice the pool first."

  What the hell is that suppose to mean he thought to himself. She's looking for a compliment dumb ass, every women does in a situation like this so give her one.

  "You look hot in that bikini." he blurted out.

  If that doesn't get a reaction nothing will he thought.

  " Thank you. Do my back?" she asked, looking at him like he were prey.

  She walked around the bar to him and held out the suntan lotion. Then turning around so her back was facing him,to his amazment, she undid her top and waited. Micheal put some lotion on his hands and began to rub her shoulders. She sighed as he massaged her, covering her back with the oily solution all the while so sexually aroused he could hardly think straight. His hard-on was straining against his jeans ready burst and his cotton briefs were becoming wet as his dick oozed a steady stream of pre-cum. If she allowed him to rub her sexy body much more he felt he may just blow a load in his jeans right there.

  She turned around suddenly and tied up her top then took the sun lotion from Micheal and said, "Your turn."

  Micheal wasted no time and quickly stood up placing his swim bag on the bar and took off his shirt. He stood before her bare chested, his well defined pecs and abs now clearly visable to her again. Anna drank in the sight of this blonde adonis. His chest had a light dusting of blond hair between his pecs with more around his nipples. And just above his navel a trail of slighly darker hair began and ran down to dissappear under the waistband of his briefs which rode a good inch above his belt buckle. Below that was a massive bulge. Anna finally looked up from Micheals crotch and stared into his eyes. She set the sun lotion down onto a small table then leaned into Micheal and gave him a long deep kiss. Micheal's knees almost gave out as a rush of lust ran through his body. His dick throbbed as their tounges mingled together. Anna ran her hands down his chest and over his abs feeling his hard body then settled on his ass and drew him closer to her so she could rub her now dripping sex into his hard, young manhood. Anna broke their kiss by dropping to her knees and immediatly unbuckling Michael's belt. She popped the button on his well worn jeans and pulled down his zipper. Hooking her fingers on either side of his pants she pulled them past his muscular thighs and worked them right down over his calves to his ankles.Now there was only a thin layer of black cotton between her mouth and Micheal's erect penis. She rubbed her face against it as she cupped his balls. A moan of satifaction escaped his lips. She could see the wet spot from Micheal's pre-cum and licked at it.

  "Mmmm." he moaned softly.

  Finally she decided to stop teasing him and pulled down his straining briefs. Michael's cock lept out nearly hitting her in the face. She grabbed it and began to stroke it slowly while sucking on his balls at the same time. Michael threw his head back and moaned again from the pleasure of her manipulations on his sex. She was sure he wouldn't last long being so young so she had every intention of taking his first load in her mouth so she stopped stroking his cock and placed it's fat purple head in her mouth and began to suck on it. Michael flinched at the higher level of plesasure she was bestowing on him. She ran her tounge up and down the underside of his cock adding to the sensation of the most amazing blow job he'd had ever recieved. After a few minutes of this he felt his balls being to tighten up signalling his orgasm was close. Anna sensed this too because she still cradded his balls in her hand so she took Micheal's full length down her throat until her nose was buried in his neatly trimmed pubic hair. Michael's eyes bulged and his mouth dropped open at the sensation of his cock hitting the back of her throat while the sides clamped around him sucking him so hard it felt like he was being pulled in completly. He felt his spunk rise and couldn't hold back any longer. His body stiffened as he grabbed her head for balance. His first volley of cum shot out the end of his dick like water from a fire hose.

  "Ahhhhh, Ahhhhhh, Ahhhhh," Micheal called out with each blast. Anna managed to swallow each concecutive rope of cum that he pumped down her throat. The volume this kid can shoot is incredible she thought as she continued to drain Micheal balls of their precious fluid.

  After about six hard blasts his flow slowed to a trickle and Anna disengaged herself from him, tilting her head back to swallow his massive load jism. Micheal's hard-on slapped up against his abs as Anna released it. He was light headed after his release and sat down on a lounge chair that was near him with a stunned but satisfied grin on his face. Anna reached over to the table where he had placed his beer and took a long drink from it then handed the bottle to him and he did the same.

  " How did you like that?" Anna said with a sly look on her face.

  "Fabulous." was all Micheal could say, "Fuckin fabulous."

  "Good." Anna replied, "because we're just getting started. I don't have or want a boyfriend or anything with strings attached. I just want to have fun. Is that ok with you?"

  "I am good with that." Micheal said.

  She looked at his red face, glowing from the rush he had just enjoyed. Sweat on his forehead, his jeans and underwear around his ankles and still with a hard on. He was gorgeous and he was all hers, at least for now. So she decided to move on. She walked over to him and pushed him down onto his back. She moved toward him squatting over his hips and allowed her dripping cunt to come to rest on his shaft. She rubbed herself up and down his length and her heart fluttered with excitement at the anticipation of having it inside her.

  She leaned down to his boyish face drinking in the smell of his musky odour and whispered in his ear, "My little prince." and planted another kiss on his lips.

  She then reached between their sweaty bodies and grasped the base of his ready cock. She inserted the swollen purple head into her eager opening. Anna lifted herself upright by placing her hands on Micheal's pectoral muscles, looked into his pale blue eyes and slowly sank down onto his shaft. A small gasp escaped his lips at the feeling of her warm wet pussy sliding over his cock. He watched totaly transfixed at the sight of his prick disappearing inch by inch into her as she mounted him, finally come to rest on his pubic bone. He watched her face. Her eyes were closed as if in a trance as she began to ride him, picking herself up off his cock then slowly sliding back down onto it. Her head tilted back and her fingernails dug into his chest. After a minute of this Micheal began to thrust his hips upwards to meet her downstrokes and as he did this she began to groan.

  "Oh yes, oh yes Michael, thats it." she moaned.

  He found it a great turn on to have a women call his name. He had never experienced that before and began to thrust harder as his lust began to grow.Her tits were bouncing and so inviting that Micheal sat up and
grabbed one in each hand and began to licking and sucking on them. They were firm for a women her age he thought but were real. He had felt fake tits before when he and his roomate Scott and some other friends had visited a strip club. Scott had bought Michael lap dance for his 21st birthday and the stipper allowed him to touch her breasts so he knew Anna's were the real thing as he contiuned to feasted on them. Then suddenly Anna pushed him down onto his back again. She became like a woman possessed as she dug her nails into his chest again and began to fuck him wildly, girating in circles on his pelvis so hard he could feel the heat from the friction. Then she would rise up and slam herself down so hard onto his cock the lounge chair they were fucking on creaked as if it would break. This went on for about 10 mintues before Anna suddenly began to wail and shutter. She was clearly having a mind blowing. As wave after wave washed over her Anna'a pussy clamped around Michael's engorged cock and milked him, trying to draw another load of cream from his balls. His head swam and his vision blurred at the sensations running through his body.

  "Ohhhhh." Anna called out.

  He pressed his feet into the concrete pool deck in an effort to gain traction so he could get as deep as possible into Anna's hungry cunt. Having his ankles bound by his jeans made his efforts at fucking difficult but in the heat of the moment he had no time to properly disrobe so he made the best of it and shoved himself as best he could upwards to meet Anna'a downstrokes. Anna began to wail at a higher pitch and then Micheal felt a wash of liquid flow around his cock and drench his balls. She was cumming again but this time he could actually feel her juices run over his cock and balls as well as hear the squelching sounds of their coupling. This sent Micheal over the edge. Once again he balls drew up tight to his body as he began to empty himself into her. Primal grunts and groans escaped from his throat, sounds that he didn't even know he could make. He gasped for breath during his orgasm.

  "Uhh, Uhh, Uhh, Uhh." he called out as he laboured on, continuing his sexual high until his body finally relaxed, exhausted from his physical exertions.

  Michael relaxed and lay back fully in the lounge chair while Anna collapsed on top of him. There bodies drenched in sweat, chests heaving. After a few minutes Michael's spent dick slipped out of Anna. Now he felt his own cum run out of her and around his balls to pool on the chair beneath him.

  "Time for that swim." Anna said as she stood up and dove into the pool.

  Michael pulled off his runners, jeans and briefs to free his ankles which had been imprisoned throughtout their fuck session. He then dove into the pool and joined Anna in the water. They froliced like dolphins in the pool for about a half hour before getting out and drying each other off.

  This enticed them to have sex yet again but this time it was in her bed and Michael had the dominant position on top. They looked into each other eyes, both full of lust for each other as Michael slid into her with his fresh arousal. His thrusting began slowly but increased to a nice even pace that lasted a good fifteen minutes. In that time Anna came once more after which Michael pickup his pace. As his balls slapped hard up against her ass and his enflamed shaft pistoned in and out of her he reached a fevered pitch. Eventually his body began to shake and he buried his face into her shoulder muffeling a loud groan as he came hard and filled her womb with another load of his sperm. Exhausted but satisfied they both fell asleep in a tagle of arms and legs.

  Michael and Anna slept for nearly two hours and it was only the ringing of his cell phone that awoke him. He looked sleepily at the display to see that it was his roomate Scotty calling. He suddenly remembered he was to meet him at a local pub for drinks. Scott had arranged for them to hook up with some girls he knew from his private school days. He slid out of bed so as not to wake Anna and went outside onto the balconey overlooking the pool. The cool night felt good on his naked body.

  He answered and was greeted by Scotty blurting out," MJ, where the fuck are you man?"

  The End.

  Creature's Comfort

  Melinda Baker had rarely been this stressed and overworked. Her job as an investment banker was forcing her to work long hours while trying out-guess the mood swings of an economy spiraling down the toilet.

  It was in late April that she decided she needed a break. Her college roommate lived in Minneapolis. Melinda decided to take a couple of weeks off and drive from Seattle to spend some time with her friend. Her husband and two teenagers were more than capable of taking care of themselves. In fact, considering how busy she had been at work, they'd hardly notice that she was gone.

  After a frenzied week of working to prepare things for her absence, Melinda set off on a Saturday morning. Her Lexus LX08 had just a few thousand miles on it and she had little doubt that it would be reliable for her driving trip. With a box of her favorite CDs in the passenger seat, she started her journey.

  While a 22-hour one-way drive might seem insane, Melinda was cherishing the alone/down time. She planned to take her time, stop and sight see. She figured she could push it harder on the return trip and that she could still spend a week with her friend.

  On Monday, her third day, she crossed into Montana. She saw a sign for a state park and decided to do a little exploring of Big Sky country. It was a glorious sunny spring day, the temperature was in the 70s. The idea of getting some outdoor time was alluring.

  She followed the signs, exiting onto a two-lane road and then entering the park. She followed the curving paved road for a few miles, driving slowly. She saw a dirt road and decided to follow it. After a few twists and turns, she came to a widened parking area. There was a sign that said "Hiking Trail."

  She parked and got out. She put her keys and cell phone in her fanny pack, locked her car and started to walk.

  After a few hundred yards, the trail moved out of the heavy woods and revealed a large meadow with waving green grass. She walked across it until she came to a large boulder. She climbed up and leaned back on the sun-warmed rock.

  The tension and pressure she had been feeling at work was being purged from her body and mind. She sighed as she soaked up the sun and looked into the crystal blue sky.

  "I am soooo glad I did this,'' she thought to herself. "Sometimes a girl just has to get away from everything.''

  Melinda was so relaxed she drifted off. When she woke, she realized that the sun was starting to slide toward the horizon. She glanced at her watch. "Wow, it's almost five,'' she thought. "I need to get on down the road and find a hotel.''

  She walked back through the grass, heading for the trail. If she had been "on alert" her senses might have warned her that someone was watching.

  Melinda reached the trail and realized the sun had slid behind the impossibly tall trees. Dusk was falling on the forest. As she walked to her car, the light suggested more early evening than late afternoon.

  A few steps from her SUV, she started to reach into her fanny pack for her keys. She heard a SNAP, a branch breaking. She immediately froze. "Who could be out here? I don't see any other cars," she thought, the back of her neck tingling in alarm.

  Melinda thought she heard a muffled foot step behind her. She turned, caught sight of a huge, looming figure. She started to scream but a giant furry hand with a leathery paw closed over her lower face, muffling the sound. She fainted.

  His cave

  Melinda's mind was playing tricks. She knew she wasn't asleep but she wasn't awake. She couldn't see anything. She didn't know if her eyes were open or not. At the edges of her consciousness, she had the troubling feeling of danger and fear. Everything was fuzzy.

  Slowly she felt herself regaining her senses. She felt like she was slowly climbing up from a dark well.

  When her eyes fluttered open, she tried to make sense of her surroundings. Everywhere she looked there was rock. She realized she was in a cave; there was flickering light coming from a couple of crude torches and a campfire. Her nostrils flared at the smoky smell.

  Suddenly she realized that she was restrained. Her adrenaline started to flow.
She glanced at her wrists and ankles and saw they were secured to a couple of columns (stalagtytes and stalagmytes). Her arms were stretched slightly up at an angle and her legs were spread so that her feet were about shoulder width apart.

  Panic and fear were racing through her nervous system. She gathered a shaky breath and yelled. "Help!!!!. Help me, please!!!!" She was answered only by the sound of her voice echoing off the stone walls. She tried again, louder.

  Melinda felt like her heart was going to pound through her chest. She felt as though she would hyperventilate. She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself.

  She sensed movement and opened her eyes. Before her was a creature. "IIIIEAAAHHHAAAHHHH." Her piercing scream echoed and reverberated off the stone walls.

  An objective observer would say that he was evidence that Big Foot exists. He was well over 7-feet tall, with broad shoulders and a bulky torso. His face resembled Chewbacca from Star Wars. He was covered in dark brown and black fur.

  Melinda was about 5-foot-3; she craned her head back to look at the creature who had kidnapped her. Her mind flashed a cinematic equivalent to her predicament _ she was King Kong's prize, the sacrifice the natives had tied to please the beast.

  "PLEAAAAASEEE. LET ME GOOOOO! ... HEEEELPPPPP ME, please SOMEBODY.''

  Her desperate screams and cries continued until she was hoarse. Melinda was on the verge of tears. There was bile rising in her throat and she started to gag and cough.

  The Creature moved away, behind her, then returned. In his hand was a gourd that to him was a simple drinking utensil. To Melinda, it was more like a large mixing bowl.

  He placed the gourd against her lips and tilted it. Cool water. She opened her mouth and drank. It calmed her somewhat.

  The Creature kept tilting the gourd. It was too wide for her mouth and the water started to spill. He emptied the gourd and the overflow spilled down her front, soaking her blue work shirt blouse.