The Naughty Collection

by Ruby City Books

  She reached out and grabbed his cock. It felt so hard in her hands. She stroked it up and down. It was the most beautiful cock that she had ever seen. It was absolutely perfect!

  “I want you inside of me,” she said in a breathy voice.

  Gareth smiled. “Do you get wet during the day when you think about me?” He asked.

  “Yes,” Cathleen said as she tugged harder and harder on his cock.

  Then she sat up and pressed the large cock against her lips. She swirled her tongue around the head and then licked up and down the thick shaft. Pleasuring a man had never given her such satisfaction. With some of her other lovers, she had worried that they would take her for a whore or value her less if she gave them a great blowjob. Maybe they’ll think I’m a slut, she sometimes worried. But with Gareth none of those doubts or insecurities troubled her. She felt completely safe and comfortable with him.

  She licked up and down his cock and rubbed her hands all over his rock hard abs. Everything about this man was wiry and strong and masculine.

  “I want you inside of me,” she said popping the head in and out of her mouth.

  “Your lips feel so good,” he replied.

  “Wait until you feel my other lips. They’re so hungry for you.”

  They looked into each other’s eyes and smiled. Dirty talk was usually a no no for Cathleen. But once again, Gareth made her feel like she could let her guard down and just be her nasty, uninhibited self. It was such a liberating feeling. It was something that she could definitely get used to.

  Chapter 4

  “How did things go with your stepbrother?” Cathleen’s mother asked.

  Cathleen had barely sat down at the cafe table and her mother had already hit her with the question that she had been dreading. She knew that her face had flushed red. So instead of making eye contact, she buried her head behind the bistro menu. But her mother was not going for that. Cathleen knew that she would have little success trying to hide her emotions from the woman who had raised her. And besides, her mother had a sixth sense for relationship trouble. She could detect it in almost anybody.

  “Don’t hold that menu in front of your face,” her mother said.

  Cathleen hesitated a moment before lowering the menu and staring sheepishly across the table. Her whole body felt hot but not in a good way. She was afraid that she might have a panic attack. She took a sip from the cold glass of water on the table.

  “Did anything bad happen between you two?” Her mother asked. “He wasn’t a jerk, was he? Because if he was, I’ll make sure his father gives him a stern talking to.”

  “Mom, he’s a grown man. And he doesn’t mooch off his father anyway.”

  Cathleen wasn’t sure where that sudden urge to defend Gareth had come from. She hadn’t planned on revealing her feelings for him. But there it was. Under her mother’s gaze, she couldn’t keep her cool, not even for one minute.

  Her mother stared at her sharply. “So I see that you two spent some time together. And apparently you were quite impressed by what you heard. And saw.”

  “He’s a very impressive man. And he’s handsome and rich. What’s not to like?”

  A sly smile passed over Cathleen’s lips as she finished speaking. Her mother frowned and narrowed her eyes. She could have pierced hole in her daughter’s skull with that look alone.

  “What is it mother? I hope you don’t plan on staring at me the entire meal.”

  Her mother looked around the half empty cafe and leaned across the table to whisper something.

  “Did anything happen between you two? Sexually, I mean.”

  “What? That’s gross,” Cathleen said quickly. “I would never do anything like that.”

  But the answer wasn’t very convincing. Her mother continued to eye her suspiciously.

  “I’m being serious, Cathleen. If you guys did anything I will—”

  “We slept together and I loved it. I loved every minute of it,” Cathleen blurted out. Several diners in the café turned to look at them. Cathleen relished the attention with a big triumphant smile on her face.

  All of the color drained from her mother’s face. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. As she fell off her chair she reached and grabbed the table cloth pulling everything to the floor with her. Cathleen shrieked. People screamed for help as the shocked woman fell to the floor, bringing plates, knives, forks, spoons, cups, water and coffee down on top of her. Cathleen rushed to her mother’s side and held her head in her hands. She couldn't believe what she had done. An ambulance was called. Within ten minutes Cathleen's mother had regained consciousness. When she opened her eyes and saw her daughter right in front of her, she nearly fainted again. She had a horrified expression on her face.

  Cathleen left her mother with the EMT workers and she called Gareth. She needed, desperately needed, to tell him what had happened. Soon enough the word would get back to his father. She didn't want him to be caught off guard. But more than anything else she didn’t want him to be mad at her. She hoped with all her heart that he wouldn’t be.

  “You did what?” Gareth yelled through the phone. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

  Cathleen didn't know how to respond. This was the first time that he had ever raised his voice or been angry with her.

  “I’m really sorry,” she pleaded. “But she just kept asking me question after question.

  “Just get over to my apartment. Now. Right fucking now.”

  “But—”

  The phone hung up. Cathleen could feel the tears beginning to well up in her eyes. What had she done? Would the man that she was falling for ever forgive her? Or would he want to call off the relationship.

  Once she made sure that her mother was okay and escorted her to a cab, Cathleen took a taxi to Gareth’s apartment. She wasn’t looking forward to seeing him. Actually, she was completely terrified about seeing him. This would be the moment of truth in their relationship

  Gareth seethed as he paced around his apartment. So many conflicting emotions bubbled inside of him. He was definitely pissed that Cathleen had revealed their relationship to her mother without them discussing it first. He was really pissed about that and he would be sure to let her know the minute she stepped in his apartment. She was definitely in need of a harsh talking to.

  Despite his anger, he also felt a strange sense of relief that the secret was out in the open. There was no way to take it back. There was no way to deny it. And he didn’t want to.

  He knew that the feelings he was developing for his future stepsister went well beyond some kind of passing lust. She wasn't just some attractive girl that he only wanted to see after midnight on the weekends. No. It wasn’t anything like that. And because of that he knew that he wouldn't be able to easily get her out of his mind, even after the wedding when things became official.

  The whole stepbrother and stepsister thing wasn’t a big hang up for him anyway. They weren’t related by blood so none of that stuff really mattered to him. But that didn’t keep him from acknowledging that both of their parents would probably frown on such a relationship.

  Cathleen walked into Gareth’s apartment with her head lowered. She couldn’t bear to make eye contact. Gareth put both of his hands on her shoulders and stared at her. Cathleen slowly lifted her eyes to meet his. She was relieved to see that he was smiling.

  “You didn’t give your mother any of the dirty details did you?” He asked. His words were full of mirth and mischievousness.

  Instead of answering, Cathleen wrapped both her arms around him and squeezed. It felt so good to be held by such a strong man. She felt safe and protected and loved. This was everything that she had ever hoped for.

  “I’m sorry,” she said as tears began to stream down her cheeks. “I shouldn’t have done that. I’m sorry. So sorry.”

  Gareth put his hand under her chin and raised her head. He kissed her softly on the lips two times. Then he wiped away her tears.

  “I’m serious,” he said. “D
id you tell her how damn primal you got when we fucked? Or how hard I was for you?”

  Cathleen couldn’t help laughing at Gareth’s slightly perverse sense of humor. She was glad that he could laugh something like this off. That was a good sign as far as their future as a couple was concerned.

  “No.” Cathleen shook her head. “Don’t worry. I didn’t tell her anything like that.”

  “Don’t worry? Are you kidding me? I have to say that I’m a little insulted.”

  “Why?”

  “Because apparently I didn’t make enough of an impression on you. Maybe we should make love again right now and take our minds off of this little situation.”

  That’s all Cathleen needed to hear. Her panties were already damp. She slipped her hands under Gareth's shirt and ran her fingers over his hard abs and pecs. She wasn’t used to being with guys who had such muscular physiques. It was such a turn on!

  She tore his shirt as she tried to pull it over his head. Lust fired throughout her body. She reached down and grabbed hold of the hard bulge in his pants.

  “Goddamn, I want you so bad,” he said. He tilted his head back and closed his eyes. Cathleen tore at his belt buckle and quickly undid it. She couldn't believe how wet her pussy was for his thick, hard cock. She wanted him inside of her. She wasn’t going to be able to wait much longer.

  She had never been so turned on by a guy. She had never felt this much sexual desire and hunger coursing through her body.

  Minutes later they were rolling around in Gareth’s bed, tearing off their remaining clothes. She loved how hard and strong his body felt on top of hers. She couldn’t get enough of his beautifully sculpted muscles. Everything about his body was perfect. And then she felt the head of his stiff cock brushing against her swollen clit.

  Tremors of pleasure shook her body. She closed her eyes and moaned. It felt so damn good! She wanted to feel him pushing inside of her, touching all of her walls, first gently and then slowly, gradually building up speed and pumping his cock into her, until they came multiple times and fell into each other’s arms, intertwined in s loving embrace, exhausted and satisfied.

  That’s what she wanted and she wanted it right then and there. Gareth moaned with pleasure as he rubbed the thick hard shaft against her wet, swollen pussy lips. It was an electrifying feeling for both of them. Cathleen reached for his face and they began tongue kissing deeply.

  Gareth’s cell phone, which was on the bedside table, began ringing.

  “Aren’t you going to answer it?” Cathleen asked with a playful smile on.

  Maybe it was one of his other girls. Wouldn’t that be rich? But what did she care? She was the one in his bed right then, getting the fuck of her life. And she knew this wouldn’t be last time that she found herself in such a pleasurable position. But as things turned out, it wasn’t one of Gareth’s former hook up buddies. It was his father!

  He completely freaked out when he saw the name on the phone. His eyes opened wide with fear. Cathleen just smiled at him. She clearly seemed to be enjoying his discomfort.

  “What are you going to do now, big boy?” she said tauntingly. She continued, “You were going to have to tell him eventually. Why not now?”

  “Are you crazy?” He said.

  Cathleen reached for the phone and picked it up before Gareth could stop her. She answered the call and said hello in a deep breathy voice.

  “Who the hell is this?” The voice said on the other end.

  Gareth snatched the phone from her and began talking to his father. His father wasn’t interested in what he had to say. He started yelling at him and threatened to come down to the apartment. The blood had all drained out of Gareth’s face.

  But his cock was still hard. Cathleen smiled and licked her lips. Then she wrapped her hand around his cock and squeezed. It felt so damned hard in her hands. But what that thick cock really needed was a good sucking.

  The expression on Gareth’s face was priceless. He had his father yelling in his ear. And his future stepsister was slobbering his cock with her expertly skilled mouth. He never felt such conflicting emotions before. Before this crazy night he would never have imagined that such a feeling was possible.

  By the time the wedding came around both of their parents had finally accepted that Cathleen and Gareth were going to be together despite how much opposition there may have been from other people in the family. There was genuine love between them. That was obvious to see if you were in the same room with them. They seemed to have their own secret language. A look from across a crowded room was all that they needed to communicate.

  Cathleen and Gareth had to work hard during the wedding to contain their desire for each other. They were happy that their parents had accepted them being together but there was no need to push things so far that people were made to feel embarrassed and uncomfortable.

  But when they got back to the hotel after the ceremony, they made sure that they were loudest couple in the five star establishment. That sweet bit of taboo sex made both of them smile. And a few weeks later they even started talking about their own possible wedding.

  Since the wedding Cathleen’s business has really taken off thanks to the five million dollar investment that Gareth made in the company. With that money she was able to massively expand her distribution and manufacturing teams. And eventually she ended up attracting other big time investors. Her life is shaping up the way she had always hoped it would. And in a few months there will be a much-wanted addition to both of their lives.

  During the pregnancy, Cathleen plans on slowing down her work schedule and she definitely wants to be a part of her baby’s early years. But she’s also itching to get right back on the front lines of her business.

  Every now and then she has to stop and pinch herself. Her life has turned out to be more perfect than she ever would have imagined. And she knows that there are many more great things on the horizon.

  THE END

  Fresh MILF

  One

  I couldn't believe I was going to college.

  A few days, and I would be away from home for the first time in my entire life, left to fend for myself... In high school, you never really think about something like that actually happening. It's like some far-off, dreamed about place that you work toward, strive for, drive yourself insane to try and obtain, thinking one more day of this shit, one more day, one more day...

  But like- now it was actually happening?

  As far as being a young whippersnapper such as myself went, college was like the Promised Land- a world flowing with milk and p*$$y- I mean, uh... Honey...

  It was a well known and indisputable fact that whenever a college student was not busy attending one of the five classes he showed up for in any semester, he was having sex.

  All the fucking time...

  College was the one point in time where you unleashed your inner carnal beast, biting and lashing and devouring any fine piece of ass you might happen to come upon, or in some cases drinking yourself silly until a just so-and-so piece of ass happened to become fine.

  People in college had sex all day and all night, in their dorms, at parties, in the library, in the back rows of lecture halls- it was going to be like fucking Xanadu when I got there!

  But here's the problem...

  I was eighteen. I'd completed high school... I was less than a week away from going off to college and beginning my academic career.

  And I was still a virgin...

  Words could not describe how unprepared I was for the challenge of entering the sexual wonderland that was rumored to be college without a single hump's worth of sexual experience to my name, and to be honest the anxiety detracted somewhat from the overwhelming excitement I felt.

  It wasn't like I was unattractive or anything, and like, girls were super into me...

  It was just... I dunno...

  Before my parents divorced my mom was like super religious, and a lot of her prudishness had rubbed off on me, giving me a p
retty late start. When the two of them went splitsville my stepmom moved in almost immediately, and she and my dad pretty much went at it like rabbits. And that's how I realized that sex just might not have been as terrible of a thing as my biological mother had made it out to be.

  And I did make a few attempts, but by that point I was so fucked up that I mostly only attracted nice girls who knew me from my almost castrated reputation, and none of them would let me dare even try anything with them, the price for if I did being a palm across the cheek and a pretty quick breakup thereafter.

  So, I decided to just take matters into my own hands, if you catch my drift...