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

by Olivia R. Gasm

  Carefully, I pushed the door. It opened slightly, allowing me to peek instead, but instead of stopping there, it continued to open itself way too much. I saw Evan, in all his glory, with his back turned towards me. His left hand was busy soaping up the tuft of hair at his head, but his right hand… was down between his legs.

  He looked even better naked, with hot water running across his body and steaming up the bathroom. It had a strange effect on me—I don’t know if it was just because the bathroom was warm, but I could feel myself becoming hot. He has a nicer ass than me! I thought enviously, wondering how it was even possible for a man twice my age to be in such good shape. An excited gulp escaped my throat.

  Evan turned to the side and I could see the outline of his ribcage and torso, but most importantly… his cock was stiff, pointing straight forward. It was large and thick, with a blue vein running along the shaft. His hand was wrapped around it, stroking it slowly. Wow, he really meant it when he said he was going to have some fun.I thought to myself, staring at his manhood. It made me feel strange for some reason. I fell to my knees and pressed myself against the door, trying to hide in case Evan would turn around further—because then he would certainly see me.

  That strong feeling of wanting him—needing him—was becoming even stronger. I wanted to strip of all my clothes and jump into the shower with him and fuck his brains out, but I couldn’t. There was something holding me back. He’s your stepfather. I reminded myself. What if he rejects you? What if he tells my mother?! I wasn’t used to making hard choices like this, and I knew that my choice might have consequences… but I just couldn’t resist.

  Suddenly, Evan reached out and grabbed the shower handle, turning it off in an instant. I became startled for a brief moment when he turned around, feeling my heart beat fast as I disappeared behind the doorway, hoping that he hadn’t seen me. I could barely contain my excitement anymore.

  “Julie.” My stepfather’s soft voice suddenly called out. “Julie, come in.”

  Upon hearing his words, my stomach felt as if it had exploded and become turned inside out. Oh shit. I slowly rose to my feet and peeked my head around the corner, setting my eyes on Evan, who was standing in the shower and holding the shower curtain in front of his midsection.

  I didn’t want to look into his eyes because I was embarrassed, but it was either that or his naked body, so I had to face the depth of his dark blue irises. The color made me think about thunders and lightning—kind of like he made me feel inside. The intimate expression on his face didn’t make things any easier either. There was something in him that just made me feel so… powerless.

  “What are you doing?” He asked, leaning back against the white tile wall.

  “I… I don’t know.” I mumbled shyly, feeling busted and excited at the same time.

  “I think you know exactly.” Evan said with confidence.

  Was he feeling something too? Or did he just know it from my behavior? What the hell… am I dreaming? I didn’t dare to open my mouth and speak, all I could do was stand still—stupid and embarrassed.

  “Did you want to take a shower too?” Evan asked again, still staring deep into my eyes.

  “No…” I responded honestly, rubbing my elbow again nervously.

  Evan let out a quiet laughter.

  “You wanted to see me?” He asked, but it sounded more like a statement.

  I glanced down at the wet tile floor in front of him, and slowly turned my gaze upwards into his eyes. “Maybe…” I let out, feeling as if a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders.

  Evan seemed ecstatic—not angry or embarrassed that I’d seen him naked—which surprised me. Maybe he wants this too? I hoped, wondering if Evan could hear my heart racing from across the silent room.

  “Well come on in, if you dare.” He suggested and smiled provocatively.

  “In… to the shower?” I asked, immediately realizing how silly I sounded. Where else, duh!

  “I’m sure we can share, don’t you think?” His tone was as alluring as his words, and I heavily considered his suggestion inside of my head. I think this might be a one–time chance.

  “Sure.” I replied, stepping carefully over the doorframe into the bathroom.

  I shut and locked the door behind me, because I wasn’t about to make the same mistake as Evan had made. I stood still for a moment, looking around nervously because I wasn’t sure what to do next. Evan was still staring at me, waiting for me to act. I didn’t know it was going to be this hard!

  “What are you waiting for? Come here already!” Evan’s eyes glimmered when he smiled.

  I walked towards the shower, feeling my heart beat faster and faster the closer I got to him. His muscular torso looked almost sculptured from up close, and the water made his sculptured body pop out in great detail. But what I looked forward to the most was seeing what was behind that shower curtain…

  “You should probably take those clothes off before you hop in.” Evan suggested helpfully, with a less–than–helpful snicker.

  “Oh yeah. Of course.” I responded with a giggle. Duh, the clothes!

  I turned around and grabbed my top from the seam, slowly pulling it over my head. I threw it across the room and glanced over my shoulder at Evan, who was still keeping a close, keen eye on me. Maybe I should give him a small… treat.

  I grabbed hold of my pants and started to work them down, slowly moving my hips to the sides and bending far down, placing my ass high in the air on display for him. I hope he liked that… I thought quietly as I bent my back straight.

  “Can you help me with the bra?” I asked.

  Without delay, I could feel his warm hand against my back, unstrapping my bra with one swift move.

  “Wow, that was faster than I could do it.” I giggled and reached an arm up over my breasts, shyly hiding my perky nipples.

  Evan stepped backwards into the corner of the shower and I followed, turning my back towards him to face to faucet. I could feel my panties becoming wet as the water ran over my body and onto the fabric—but that wasn’t the only reason. I pulled them off quickly and tossed them at the floor, hearing them slam against the tiles with a loud smacking sound. Thank god I shaved this morning!

  Evan let go of the shower curtain, which fell elegantly back into place and left us encapsulated in the shower. Alone. I didn’t dare to look over my shoulder again—Evan was so close and I was too excited. Not to mention his rock hard, throbbing cock, which was only inches behind my ass.

  “Shall we turn the heat up?” He asked calmly.

  “Sure.” I replied instantly.

  I reached out and placed a hand over the faucet, turning it slowly until I could feel the water becoming hot as it rained down over my naked body. I could feel Evan’s hands land on my shoulders, gently rubbing them with his fingers while his thumbs caressed the back of my head. His touch was soft and gentle, but still hard enough to work out any stubborn muscle knots in my neck.

  “Oh wow, that…” I moaned. “That feels awesome.” I bent my head forward and closed my eyes, focusing completely on the pleasure of his hands as they wandered up into my hair, massaging my scalp.

  “I’m glad you like it.” He said quietly.

  I moved my body backwards slightly, and suddenly I could feel something hard press against my ass cheeks. Was that his cock?!

  “Sorry!” I let out immediately. My cheeks were burning red from embarrassment.

  “Don’t worry about it.” Evan said confidently. “I’m the one who should say sorry.”

  “Why?” I asked curiously. “What do you have to be sorry for?”

  “Well…” Evan hesitated slightly, but his hands continued to massage me. “I think you know what.” He continued, sounding slightly hesitant all of the sudden.

  It was as if he was trying to choose his words very carefully… just like me. Suddenly another crazy idea came to my mind—what if I just went for it and grabbed his cock? Slowly, I reached my hand back towards his groi
n, feeling his hands move slower against my neck after he realized what was going on, but he didn’t say or do anything.

  I could feel his hairy thigh against my fingertips, but I wasn’t looking for that… Then I felt it, the long, stiff shaft was under my fingers. I wrapped my fingers around it and felt it curiously, stroking the foreskin up and down with gently applied pressure. It felt very thick and long—and oh–so rigid!

  “You mean this?” I asked silently.

  His hands slid down from my shoulders, wandering across my back and onto my hips as he caressed my body. “Yeah, you found it.” He said, his tone suddenly strong and deep.

  I stroked his cock a couple of times to feel its entire length, amazed by how big it felt. I almost felt intimidated by its size. This wouldn’t fit me. I worried. It hadn’t seemed this big when I peeked from the hallway, but then again he’s very big in comparison.

  I lifted my head up and arched my body backwards, leaning my back against Evan’s chest and raising my gaze up to meet his. There was a happy, contagious smile on his lips, which made me smile as well. I closed my eyes again and moved my head towards his, my mouth gaping slightly, inviting him for a kiss.

  Seconds later, I could feel his soft lips against mine. It was slow at first— both of us being careful as we explored each other’s outer lips—but it quickly escalated and soon enough Evan was sucking and nibbling on my bottom lip. There was a swarm of butterflies in my stomach—my first kiss! Well, my first real kiss, because Andy didn’t count.

  I let go of Evan’s lips and turned around, feeling my hardened nipples rub against his hairy, muscular chest while I pressed myself against his wet body. His hand wandered around my head, grabbing a fistful of my hair and pulling my head back to expose my neck. His lips made their way down onto my neck, grasping my sensitive skin between his teeth and biting gently.

  I shivered slightly from the pain, but a part of me enjoyed it. My hand, which was still wrapped around Evan’s cock, clamped down faintly and he let out a quiet groan.

  “Sorry.” I whispered.

  “Trust me, I don’t mind.” Evan whispered.

  I moved my hand over his swollen member, stroking it slowly until quiet moans escaped his lips. It throbbed against my hand as I touched it, and it felt almost as if it was growing constantly. How is that even possible? It’s so big already!

  Evan’s hand reached around my body and held me around my lower back, pushing my body closer against his. His other hand wandered up my side, over my waist, and onto my chest. He cupped my breast and squeezed firmly, pinching my nipple between his fingers until I felt sore. Just then he stopped, as if he knew.

  His lips landed on my neck again and kissed it softly, slowly making their way up my throat and cheek, until they landed on my lips again. While we kissed and his tongue explored the inside of my mouth, his hand darted across my back and onto my buttocks. One of his fingers slipped in between my butt cheeks, causing me let out a nervous giggle into his mouth.

  “You shouldn’t stroke me too much unless you want me to come already.” Evan said as our lips parted. “That wouldn’t be fun, would it?” He added quietly, and quickly pressed his lips back against mine, hungrily sucking on my lip.

  I could feel his hand sliding down across my stomach and in between my legs, brushing softly against my sleek mound. The mere closeness of his fingers by my pussy was enough to make me soaking wet, and my outer walls throbbed heavily as they filled up with blood.

  “Mmm…” I moaned into his mouth. “Touch me.”

  His fingers spread my outer lips and started to explore my folds, curiously going up and down and caressing my creases. It felt amazing and made me want to grind myself against his hand—which I did. Suddenly, his fingers found my swollen bud, and I couldn’t help but to let out a surprised gasp. It was more sensitive than usual, and each touch felt like an electric volt shooting straight through me.

  “Don’t stop.” I begged.

  “I won’t.” He promised, and picked up the pace. He started to move his fingers back and forth over my folds, causing me to be in a constant state of pleasure that was growing immensely with each brush of his fingers. I was on the edge. I was ready to explode.

  “Ah…” I moaned. “I’m so close.” Closing my eyes, I felt as if the entire world disappeared around me. All I could feel was Evan’s hand stroking my pussy and bringing me closer to an orgasm—even my hand had gone limp around his stiff cock. Then, I reached the peak, feeling my pussy clench and unclench several times per second. Pleasure washed over my entire body, making me feel warm and satisfied to the very tips of my fingers.

  Slowly my pussy became more and more sensitive until I couldn’t handle it anymore. Even the slightest touch of Evan’s fingers was enough to make me shiver and squirm from the heightened feeling. I was breathing heavy, deep breaths, and my cheeks burning red hot—not from anxiety or embarrassment this time, but rather, satisfaction. I can’t believe this is happening to me. I thought happily, feeling a pleased smile appear on my lips.

  With the water still pouring and raining down over our sweaty bodies, I fell to my knees in front of Evan and looked at his cock up close, noticing that he had recently trimmed his bush. When I wrapped my fingers around his shaft, I could feel its heat and rapid throbbing as he became visibly more excited.

  “It’s just sooo big…” I commented in amazement, pulling foreskin back and forth over his swollen shaft.

  “I guess it depends what you compare it to.” Evan said modestly, but I could hear a hint of pride in his voice.

  I moved my head forward and wrapped my lips around the head of his cock, sucking on it tightly. The pressure caused him to shudder and groan, immediately reaching his hands up to hold my head. With slightly less pressure, I started moving my head forward, slowly taking his long cock into my mouth. Seemingly calmed, Evan relaxed his muscles and started to stroke my hair playfully.

  His cock felt big inside my mouth—as if I was trying to cram my entire fist into it—but somehow we made it work. I held my tongue over my bottom teeth, being careful not to scrape his skin with them, just as I had learned in the past from reading online with Andy. Except now I won’t be doing it to him...

  The further down I got, the harder Evan massaged my head—a move that seemed unintentional. I felt proud over my ability to make him get lost in his thoughts in such a way. That pride—and the will to please my stepfather, just like he had pleased me—is what made me push forward, despite feeling like I was about to choke.

  When his cock hit the back of my throat, I started to move my head back and forth faster, slowly sliding my lips up and down over his shaft. He groaned pleasurably, digging his fingernails into my scalp and gasping quietly as his tip brushed against the top of my mouth.

  With a firmer grasp around my head, Evan held my head in place and started to move his hips back and forth, thrusting his cock into my mouth. I took him happily, sucking my lips as tight as possible around his shaft. His moans turned into groans, but just when I was certain that he was about to fill my mouth with his load… he suddenly stopped. Shivering slightly, he pulled his cock out of my mouth—but not before I gave it one last, thorough sucking, cleaning it with my tongue.

  “Let me help you up.” Evan said, extending a hand towards me and breathing sharply.

  I grabbed his hand and he pulled me up, my breasts rubbing against his torso as I rose. He reached his arms around my waist and slowly caressed my back, squeezing my buttocks playfully. Then, all of the sudden, his hands grabbed hold of me and lifted me up into the air. He pressed my back against the shower wall and I wrapped my legs around his torso, water rushing over his head and running down his playful face.

  A quiet snicker escaped my mouth. “What are you doing?” I asked.

  He bent his head down and planted his lips on my neck, kissing it softly. I let out an enjoyable moan and cocked my head to the side, exposing my neck for him. Pressing himself against me, he let me feel his stiff
cock throb against my midsection.

  “What do you think I’m doing?” He asked, slowly moving his lips down across my neck as he kissed me.

  I could feel a heat wash over me when I felt his cock against my skin—so stiff and rigid, and soon to be inside of me. Evan lifted me up higher and guided his cock towards my entrance, spreading my folds with his shaft. With a gentle thrust, he entered me.

  “Mmm…” He moaned, closing his eyes.

  When the tip of his cock penetrated me, I could feel my walls expand around him, pulsating heavily against his shaft. He thrusted again, making my wet body slide upwards against the tile wall while his cock entered me further and stretched my pussy wide open. Evan’s hands reached around my buttocks, still holding me firmly against the wall, and spread my pussy lips with his fingers. I could feel my clit become exposed, gently brushing against the shaft of his cock every time he pushed into me.

  “That feels so good…” I groaned, reaching my hands around his neck and gripping his shoulders firmly while biting my bottom lip.

  As his thrusts became more powerful, I started to bounce up and down on his cock, feeling my pussy quench tightly around his shaft. Evan’s lips had made their way down my neck and were now kissing my collarbone softly, causing me to shiver from the sensation. He took my nipple in his mouth and nibbled on it carefully, then suddenly bit down hard just as his cock entered me fully. Both of us moaned.

  The combination of Evan’s fat cock thrusting into my tight hole and his shaft stimulating my sensitive, virgin clit was a mind–blowing experience. Loud sounds of pleasure escaped my throat—whimpers, moans and cries.

  “Don’t stop.” I begged, my pussy trembling at the edge of an orgasm.

  Grunting, Evan thrusted into me forcefully, slamming my back against the wall with each push, his cock penetrating deep into me. Despite the fact that time seemed to have slowed down around us, I was amazed by how long Evan was lasting. Thank God for that. I thought to myself. Or I might not get a second orgasm.