TABOO MEGA BUNDLE: Wet & Ready (40 Hot Short Stories, First Time, Menage and More!)

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by Olivia R. Gasm


  “Michael,” I moaned. “Michael, please don’t stop!”

  He tilted his head down, placing his lips on the back of my shoulder. Rather than kissing me, he opened his mouth and clamped his teeth tightly around my skin. I groaned, and my skin quickly turned red. The pain washed throughout my body, like a wave in the ocean, mixing with the pleasure that the two men were giving my pussy. It was enhancing the feeling, making it even better. How is that even possible?

  Suddenly I could feel Mike’s cock rub against my asshole. He ran it up and down my crack, letting me feel the heat of his throbbing erection against my skin. His hand landed on my cheek, making a loud slapping sound, before wandering into my crack and fingering my hole. He circled it for a moment, lubricating his fingers in my pussy juices and spreading it all over my virgin hole.

  “Are you ready for this, girl?” He asked quietly. “Are you ready for me to fuck your tight little butthole?”

  Before I even had a chance to answer, his finger had penetrated my butthole. My eyes shot wide open and I let out a shocked groan. His finger started to move in circles around me, massaging my inner walls. It felt strange and wrong—but so good at the same time. My groans turned into pleased moans and I closed my eyes again, focusing on the wonderful, yet so strange, pleasure he was giving me.

  “I’m ready,” I moaned. But I was craving for something else than just his finger—something bigger. I wanted his cock deep inside of my forbidden hole, fucking me raw. “Fuck me with your fat cock.”

  Adam and Mike both chuckled, and Mike took a firm grip of both my butt cheeks, letting his finger slip out of me. “I will,” He promised. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”

  He gripped his cock and guided it to my entrance, which felt so empty now that his finger wasn’t probing it anymore. I leaned forward, pressing my body tightly against Adam and reached my hands around his head. Mike thrust forward, entering me and stretching my hole wide apart. I screamed loudly, but Adam silenced me with a tender kiss. His hand landed on my neck and pressed my head downward, pressing my lips tightly against his. It was a good thing we’re alone at the spa, I thought quietly to myself. But the receptionist might have heard that.

  Mike pressed forward again, forcing his cock half–way into me. I groaned, digging my fingernails into Adam’s shoulders and leaving deep, red streaks in his skin. I had stopped bouncing in Adam’s lap, and he had started thrusting gently in and out of me instead. His cock was sliding between my wet inner walls, and the base of his cock rubbed against my swollen, sensitive bud. With one last thrust, Mike entered into me fully, and a soft moan escaped his lips.

  “Oh yeah,” He growled. “That’s it, baby. Move your hips for me.”

  Shivering with pain and pleasure, I started to move my hips back and forth. Mike’s cock had stretched my asshole wide open, and it was now sliding in and out of me with ease. My pussy juices were leaking and pooling around Adam’s cock, leaving him and his cock soaking wet. His lips released from mine, and he wrapped his teeth around my bottom lip instead. When he bit down, I whined quietly and closed my eyes again.

  The pleasure that was washing through my body was almost too much to handle. It was a sensation so intense that it almost felt like pain, spiking and impaling my pussy. Adam suddenly grunted beneath me, and his teeth let go of my lip. His cock felt like it was growing inside of me, stretching my poor pussy lips even further apart. I felt like I was going to tear apart.

  His hips thrusted in and out of me, forcibly ramming his cock against my cervix and making me scream. He reached his hand up and placed it over my mouth, muffling my sound. It wasn’t until now that I realized that we hadn’t used a condom—or should I say condoms. But I didn’t care. I wanted Adam’s cock inside of me, bare and in its full glory. I didn’t want a layer of plastic in between, stopping me from feeling the heat of his fat cock, and his foreskin sliding back and forth over his shaft inside of me.

  “Come inside of me,” I begged, but his hand muffled my sounds and made it inaudible.

  He let his hand fall to the side, twitching. He closed his eyes and leaned his head backwards, hitting it against the wooden bench with a thud.

  “Come inside of me!” I begged again.

  I pressed my thighs tightly around his legs and moved my hips faster and faster over his lap. I was milking his cock with my pussy, determined to make him empty his seed inside of me—deep inside, coating my walls. Mike’s hands gripped my hips firmly, his balls slapping against my backside as he thrusted into me, hard and fast. He was breathing heavily and his hands felt warm and sweaty. His cock wasn’t swelling yet, but it wouldn’t take long anymore—I could feel it from the quick, twitching movements of his hips.

  Suddenly Adam let out a loud, drawn–out gasp. His legs twitched and his cock erupted, shooting a massive load of fertile sperm into me. It filled me to the brim, seeping out around Adam’s fat cock as he thrusted slowly into me. His spent cock throbbed against my inner wall, and the sensation was too much for me to handle. I went over the edge, screaming loudly and scratching Adam’s skin with my fingernails. I threw my head back and whipped my hair into Mike’s face, pearls of sweat rolling down my forehead.

  Mike leaned forward and grabbed my neck with his hands, pressing down on my windpipe while his cock thrusted into me forcibly and without remorse. The only sounds you could hear in the entire room was the sound of Mike’s balls slapping against my backside, and the three of us panting loudly and gasping for air. Mike’s cock was growing now, expanding and forcing my butthole apart. Grunting, he emptied himself into me, causing me to writhe and squirm beneath him as his semen filled me up. He collapsed on top of me, releasing his hands from my neck and letting them fall to the side.

  “Wow,” I moaned, resting my cheek against Adam’s heaving chest. “That was… amazing.”

  Mike’s cock slipped out of me as it went flaccid, and his semen spilled out along with it, pooling beneath me. I was leaking from every hole now, and I was enjoying it.

  “I’m fucking spent,” Mike grinned at us. “I need a shower… and a cold beer.” He pulled himself away and gave my butt cheek a quick slap before walking down the wooden steps. I watched him with tired eyes as he walked up to the sauna door and disappeared into the men’s dressing room.

  “Do you need a cold beer too?” I asked and turned my head towards Adam, looking curiously into his dark eyes.

  “That didn’t sound like a bad idea actually.” He wrapped his arms around my back and sat up straight, setting me down on the bench beside him. “I’m so damn thirsty.” He added and swept the sweat out of his forehead.

  “Let’s get out of here.” I said and walked down the wooden staircase, pulling him behind me. “By the way…” I added, stopping in front of the door to the women’s dressing room.

  “Yeah?” Adam looked at me curiously.

  “Thanks.” I smiled at him. “You were right.”

  “What do you mean?” Adam furrowed his brow in confusion. “What was I right about?”

  “This really did take my mind off Jason.”

  * * *

  Untouched from Behind

  It was a bright, sunny day and I was walking my dog through the streets in the suburbs.

  “Levi! Levi, cm’ere.” I smacked my lips loudly to alert the attention of the little white Chihuahua dog.

  She ran up to me, wagging her tail excitedly and letting her long, pink tongue flop around in the air. I reached my hand down and scratched her behind the ear, to which she responded by giving my arm a few playful licks.

  “Good girl!” I praised Levi. “Yes, you’re such a good little doggy.”

  We continued walking through the park, where Levi walked loyally by my side. It was a beautiful day, and the park was swarming with people. I walked up to the ice cream stand and bought a cone, which I ate while sitting on a wooden bench beneath a large oak tree. Levi had caught sight of a squirrel high up in the tree tops, and was
standing on the bench with her front paws on the backrest, glaring angrily towards the sky.

  “It’s just a little squirrel.” I said and smiled at her.

  Levi wasn’t exactly a guard dog—unless your house was threatened by the vicious presence of an evil squirrel or raccoon. Any animal bigger than a kitten caused her to run in the other direction, yelping loudly. Levi turned her head and looked at me, glancing innocently at my ice cream cone. With her head tilted to the side, she looked at me with the world’s biggest puppy eyes. It was her secret weapon, and she knew I couldn’t resist them.

  “Aww… you shouldn’t beg, Levi.” I said sternly, glancing quickly around the park to make sure no–one was watching. “Alright, maybe you can have a piece… but just this once.”

  I broke off the bottom of my wafer cone and held it up in front of her. She took it carefully into her mouth before swallowing it whole, her tail wagging faster than Titanic’s propeller. I finished my ice cream quickly, trying to ignore the feeling of her pawing and nudging at my thigh with her little nose.

  “No more.” I said and stood up, holding out my empty hand. “See? All gone.”

  Levi jumped off the bench after me, her blue leash swinging in the air. She shot one last glance up the tree top and barked at the squirrel—as if to say ‘I’ll be back‘—and then we continued walking. I decided to take the long route home, since both of us had eaten sweets, and turned my steps towards the forest.

  We crossed the old wooden bridge that led from the park and over a tiny, rippling river, into the forest. Levi excitedly ran in front of me and stuck her nose between the wooden fence posts, sniffing the fresh water below and staring intently at it in search of a stray salmon.

  The dry gravel crackled underneath my feet when we walked through the forest. It was a lot dimmer in here because the trees were thick and old, creating a roof of leaves and branches above our heads. Every now and then, lonely rays of sun shone in between the tree tops, casting some light on the forest path, but other than that it was dark.

  Birds were singing above us, and the air smelled fresh and clean. What a wonderful day. I thought and smiled to myself. A lonesome jogger ran past us about half–way through the forest, but otherwise we didn’t meet any people. We were completely alone.

  A moment later, Levi stopped on the side of the road to do her business. I was getting the baggie ready when—all of the sudden—I could hear something crackling inside the forest. I dismissed it at first, thinking it was just a rabbit that we scared, but I quickly looked up when I realized that it was coming closer.

  “Who’s there?” I called out and immediately felt stupid. Rabbits can’t speak, you dummy. I reminded myself.

  The sound had stopped just as quickly as it started. I looked around carefully, but I couldn’t see anything. At least not at first. Then, out of nowhere, a massive brown bear came lunging from deep inside the forest. Levi let out a loud yelp and ran into the other side of the forest, pulling herself loose from the leash.

  “Levi, no!” I screamed and ran after her.

  I shot a glance over my shoulder and saw that the bear had stopped before reaching the road, and was glaring angrily at me from inside the bush. Then, when it realized that I wasn’t coming back, it turned around and walked slowly back into the forest.

  “Holy Hell.” I whispered under my breath. “LEVI!”

  I couldn’t see her anywhere, and I was running out of breath. After a few minutes of fruitless, panicky searching, I had to stop and catch my breath and rest my legs. I leaned forward with my hands against my knees, breathing heavily. I could feel the panic slowly take hold of me. I wanted to get out of the forest as fast as possible, but I couldn’t leave Levi behind. What do I do?!

  I pulled my phone out of my pocket and frantically started dialing a well–known number. My hand shook while I held the phone up to my ear, listening to the dialing sound. After three beeps, he finally picked up.

  “Hello?” My step–brother Noah’s scruffy, tired voice said.

  “Noah!” I almost screamed into the phone. “You have to come to the forest! There was a bear, and Levi got lost, and I can’t find her, and oh God, you—”

  “Kimberly. Kim! Calm down.”

  I breathed heavily into the phone, and a quiet sob escaped my throat.

  “Where are you?” He asked in a serious tone. “Just stay calm. I’ll come help you.”

  “Just off the camping trail in the northern woods.” I said with a trembling voice.

  “I’ll be there in five minutes. Don’t move.”

  With a click, he had hung up the phone. I let my hand fall to my side and stared forward with a blank expression on my face. My heart was racing, pounding like a jackhammer inside my chest cavity. I grabbed a bat–sized log and sat down with my back against a tree, staring into the woods on the other side—where I’d last seen the bear. Since when do the bears come this close to the city?

  I thought about Levi being lost all alone in the forest, scared out of her mind. She was just a puppy, she couldn’t fend for herself. The leash was like a noose, what if it got caught in something and she couldn’t move, and the bear… what if…

  No, I reassured myself. She’ll be alright. Just calm down.

  I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, listening carefully to the sounds around me. I could hear the rippling of the river far away, and a woodpecker pecking for food a stone’s throw away. If the bear moved near me, I would hear that too.

  Then, suddenly, my ears picked up on a noise that didn’t fit in. It was the sound of a motorcycle driving on gravel. Noah! My eyes shot open and I ran towards the road. A moment later, I could see him appearing in the distance. He was wearing a black motorcycle helmet, a black leather jacket and dark denim jeans—his usual riding gear.

  “Hey, Kim.” He said as he rode up next to me, pulling the visor up on his helmet.

  “She went that way!” I said and pointed into the forest, looking up into Noah’s blue eyes tearfully.

  He nodded quickly towards the back of the motorcycle. “Climb onboard.” He said. “We can drive around and meet her on the other side.”

  Assuming she runs straight. I thought as I climbed up behind him. I wrapped my arms around his strong chest, feeling the leather of his jacket against my fingertips. Immediately, I felt a lot better. If anyone could find Levi, it was Noah.

  “Don’t worry,” He said and patted my knee with his hand. “We’ll find her.”

  Without wasting any time, he kicked his foot off the ground and pressed down the gas. We sped off down the road, gravel flying all around us. If the bear hadn’t ran away already, the noise of the motor had definitely scared it off by now.

  Noah had reached the end of the road in no time, and scanned the area with his hand over his eyes, shielding them from the sun.

  “There!” He said suddenly and pointed towards the river. “Look!”

  I squinted my eyes and looked where he was pointing, and sure enough, I soon spotted something white moving quickly in the water.

  “Levi!” I cried out. “She’s drowning!”

  She was being pulled downriver by the heavy streams, kicking and fighting helplessly against the strong current.

  “Hold on tight.” Noah said and pressed down the gas.

  He turned the motorcycle to the left and drove fast, making it feel like we were flying through the air. In a matter of seconds—although it felt like an eternity—we were next to her on the river bank.

  I jumped off the motorcycle and ran up to the beach, watching helplessly as Levi was pulled further and further downstream. She was yelping and howling loudly, pawing desperately at the wet surface in search of something to hold on to.

  Noah ran past me along the river bank. He pulled his shirt and jacket off in one quick move and threw it down onto the muddy ground. Before I understood what was happening, he had dived into the water. At the exact same time, Levi was swallowed by a big wave and everything went quiet—except for
my terrified screaming.

  “Levi!” I screamed. “Noah!”

  I ran further downstream and looked desperately at the surface for any tension, but all I could see was protruding rocks and drifting sea weed. Then, just when I was about to lose hope, Noah emerged from the waters. He was clutching tightly onto Levi, who was shivering with fear in his arms. Her fur was wet and dirty, and her leash was coated with seaweed and mulch. But she was alive.

  Noah held Levi out in front of me and I took her in my arms, not caring about the filthy water and dirt that was rubbing onto my clothing. Her entire body was shaking, and she was holding her tail between her legs, feeling stiffer than a board.

  “Thank you.” I whispered and turned my eyes up to look at Noah. I could feel my eyes tear up. What if we hadn’t come in time?

  “I couldn’t bear to see you sad.” Noah said with the faintest smirk.

  “Ugh,” I groaned and glared at him. “That wasn’t even funny.”

  “Hey, I just saved your dog. The least you could do is pretend to like my jokes.” Noah winked at me. “Come on, let’s go back to my place.”

  * * *

  Ten minutes later, we were walking up the stairs to Noah’s apartment. The stairwell smelled faintly of cigarettes and laundry detergent, and I could hear the communal laundry machine humming loudly in the basement. Noah fished the keys out of his pocket and stuck them in the lock, pulling the door open for me.

  With a deep sigh, I kicked off my shoes and threw myself down onto the black divan sofa with Levi in my lap. She was still shivering, digging her little claws into my shirt and staring straight ahead and nothing in particular. Can dogs get traumatized?

  “I need to take a shower.” Noah said as he walked inside, closing the door behind him. “Are you hungry?”

  I nodded. “A little bit. All I’ve eaten today is an ice cream cone.”

  “I’ll cook us up some pasta quickly. You like pasta, right?”

  “Yeah, sounds good.”

  I watched from the sofa while Noah filled a pot with cold water and placed it on the stove. He put it on high heat before turning around and grabbing a dark blue towel from the hallway closet. He disappeared into his bedroom, emerging a minute later wearing nothing but the towel around his waist. I looked away quickly, blushing.

 

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