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

by Olivia R. Gasm

  “You what?” He asked, standing up straight and looking me into my eyes.

  “Yeah. You know, to show her how much you came for me.” I kept going at it, feeling like teasing him. But I was sure he knew I was just joking around.

  “That’s stupid, you shouldn’t do that.” He said in annoyance. “Clean it up, now!” He pointed at the kitchen towels.

  “You can’t order me around, Owen. I’m not your daughter.” I smiled deviously, being a bad girl.

  “Excuse me?” He said louder as he walked towards me.

  “Yeah, you heard me.” I said and turned my back on him, bending down over the counters and pressing my firm ass into the air for him to see.

  “You can’t talk to me that way!” He said angrily.

  “Yes, I can.” I said, glancing at him over at my shoulder. “What, are you going to punish me otherwise?”

  Suddenly he lunged towards me, placing his hands over my ass and gripping my cheeks really hard. I pressed myself back against his chest and placed my hands over his hips, looking up to meet his hungry, wild stare.

  “What kind of game are you playing, Tess?” He asked, raising his hands to my waist, stroking my belly and breasts.

  “I think you know what games I want.” I answered and pushed my behind against his crotch, making Owen stagger backwards slightly.

  “You know… we didn’t really go any further there.” I whispered to him. His hands were feeling me out and he was inhaling deeply, with his face pressed against my hair, as if he was taking in my scent.

  “You want more?” He asked, very eagerly.

  I placed my hand on his crotch again, gripping his cock through his slacks. “I want it inside of me, right now.” I said, rubbing his hardening member.

  I reached up and grabbed my white top, pulling it quickly over my head to reveal my big, sore breasts and perky nipples. I used the small top to wipe Owen’s semen off my chest before throwing it onto the floor at my feet.

  His hand reached up, cupping my breast and caressing it gently.

  “It’s like they get bigger every time I see them.” He said in awe, lifting up his other hand to caress both of them. My tender breasts — especially my nipples — hurt slightly from being touched, but I stood silent.

  Owen’s hands soon wandered down across my body, sliding over my bare skin until he reached my pants. He grabbed them and pulled them down over my hips and thighs, letting them fall to my feet. I stepped out of them and kicked them gently across the floor so they wouldn’t be in the way.

  Owen put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down to lay on my back on the cold, tile floor. His fingers traced over my naked body, making me shiver excitedly. I could feel the hairs rise on my arms when his hands wandered down between my thighs, feeling my swollen pussy through the fabric of my panties.

  His finger hooked around the seam and he pulled them down slowly, letting his hand stroke my legs all the way down until they reached my feet. He tossed the panties across the room carelessly before positioning himself between my knees, spreading them apart with his wide, muscular thighs.

  His finger brushed against my tight opening, feeling out how wet I was.

  “Excited, huh?” He asked with a smirk, holding up two fingers with a long string of my clear fluids between them.

  “Owen…” I moaned. “Fuck me.” My hands reached up below his t–shirt, pulling it up as my hands stroked his hairy torso. He grabbed the shirt and pulled it quickly over his head, revealing his muscular, tanned chest. I licked my lips excitedly as my hands stroked over his firm six pack.

  “Lie down.” He whispered, spreading my legs even further as he nudged himself closer to me. He grabbed my feet and lifted them up, letting them rest against his shoulders while he took his stiff cock out of his pants. I could feel its heat radiate against me when he placed it close to me, stroking himself a few times to bring his cock to a full erection.

  He placed the big, swollen tip at my entrance, my pussy coating it in my wetness as he slowly parted my outer lips. Barely an inch of his thick, naked cock penetrated my hole, making me gasp as it spread me open. A pain shot through me, making all the muscles in my body tense up.

  “I can’t handle it!” I groaned, pushing myself backwards. Owen’s hands gripped my waist, holding me firmly in place.

  “Calm down.” He commanded. “You know that it gets easier.”

  “It hurts so much.” I whispered.

  “Relax.” Owen whispered, stroking my cheek gently with his hand. I nodded softly, trying to relax my trembling body whilst taking a few deep breaths.

  “Okay…” I said after a moment. “I’m ready.”

  Owen swallowed once and placed his cock back at my opening, holding my legs firmly in place while he pushed himself in. His cock stretched my walls and I moaned loudly while pressing my legs around his body.

  He grunted enjoyably as he pushed himself further into me, ripping my pussy apart with his fat cock. It filled me up and stimulated every nerve inside my pussy, making my whole body vibrate from a combination of intense pain and pleasure.

  Owen’s hands reached out to cup my breasts, and he massaged them thoroughly as he started to thrust back and forth into me. With each push, his cock penetrated deeper into me. The pain subsided slowly as my pussy became used to his massive size, and my moans of pains turned into moans of pure ecstasy.

  My eyes shot open when suddenly I could feel that strange feeling in my stomach again, the nudging. It was more than once now, rapidly pouncing against my skin. I was sure now — it was the baby kicking, clearly excited.

  I could feel myself moving quickly towards the edge and my entire body seemed to go numb. Owen’s hard, fast thrusts were making me bounce back and forth on the floor, his pelvis brushing against my clit every time he pushed himself deep into me.

  My body exploded into a fit of pleasure and I couldn’t concentrate on anything but the bliss. I twitched involuntarily as the wave of bliss washed over me, loud sounds of pleasure escaping my mouth, which was locked in a permanent, wide gape.

  My pussy quenched and squeezed tightly around Owen’s large dick. He started to thrust faster, breathing heavily as he rammed his cock into me, slamming it against my inner wall. His legs started to shake as he grew inside of me.

  Soon, his cock erupted, shooting another, massive load of his fertile, warm load right into my cervix, coating my inner walls in a thick layer of his seed. I moaned, enjoying the feeling of his semen filling me up. It overflowed and leaked out of my pussy, dripping onto the floor beneath my buttocks.

  Owen thrusted slowly a few more times, stroking his cock in and out of my pussy to drain himself of his last drops before pulling out.

  I fell down onto the floor and spread my limbs across it, completely exhausted from my stepfather’s treatment. I breathed heavily, unsure what to say now. He had cum inside of me again, and I felt as good now as I had the first time. It was such a… forbidden feeling — my own stepfather’s semen dripping out of my formerly tight pussy. He had absolutely destroyed it with his giant cock. God, it felt so good.

  He seemed to be in hurry again, getting up fast and disappearing into the bathroom to clean himself off. I wonder if he felt bad about us hooking up. Maybe he didn’t want to get caught with his pants down, not like there was any chance. My mom was rarely home and we… well, I would never risk it like that, because I didn’t want her to know — ever!

  When I finally managed to speak up that I was carrying, I would just say that it was from a guy I met at a party. Even though the only man I had ever been with was Owen. I loved his magnificent, huge cock, and if we ever got caught, I wouldn’t regret it.

  Telling him that he was the father would just have to wait, because first I had to go take a shower and wash myself clean from his delicious, fertile, strong seed.

  * * *

  Wet And Pregnant

  What am i supposed to do now? I thought to myself, clamping tightly around the pregnanc
y test in my hand. Two faint blue lines were visible in the display — it was positive. Panic was taking over me, I had no idea what to do! I knew something was wrong, but this was the last thing I had expected. I was too young to have a baby, but I had secretly wanted one ever since I came of age. Now that I had been given the chance, it felt… hard.

  The biggest problem was that the father of my unborn baby was my own stepfather, Connor. We had given in to our temptations a month back, and this was the direct result of our unprotected sex and him spilling his fertile load into me. Why did I let him cum inside me?!

  It was time to face reality and go downstairs to tell him. Hopefully mother isn’t there. I stood up and went to my bedroom, still holding the stick in my hand. I tossed it in the closet so that nobody would accidentally stumble upon it, before taking a deep breath and staring into the mirror.

  “Eva, you can do this.” I said sternly to my reflection, trying to make myself feel in control — rather than going ape shit crazy and crying, curled up in the fetus position in the corner of my room.

  While walking downstairs, I couldn’t help myself but to wonder what it would be like to be a mother. Would Connor help me raise the baby? If he wouldn’t, I was quite screwed, because I wanted to keep her… or him.

  I circled around the downstairs rooms, checking the kitchen first in search of Connor, before going to my parent’s study room. Connor could usually be found there, reading or browsing the internet from his desktop computer. While walking through the hall way, I noticed the absence of my mother’s keys.

  She wasn’t home, which was making me feel more confident and able to tell Connor the truth. I leaned against the wall outside the room of the study door for a moment, glancing into the living room to make sure he wasn’t sitting there watching TV.

  “I can do this…” I whispered. “It has to be done. Just get it over with!” I groaned quietly. I can’t go through this alone.

  I reached out and grabbed the doorknob, taking another deep breath and pressing my eyes shut tightly while thinking about what I would say.

  “Hey, dad, I’m pregnant and it’s your baby.” I said quietly to myself, giggling as I imagined the shocked expression on his face when I said it.

  I swung open the door quickly, catching a glimpse of Connor in his expensive ergonomic work chair, moving his hand up and down rapidly over his crotch. The sound of the door made him jump, and he turned his head towards me, clearly startled.

  “What the– Eva!” He exclaimed loudly, turning his chair around while I stood on the door frame with a wide grin on my face.

  “What are you watching there?” I smiled and walked in, enjoying his embarrassment.

  “Nothing. Why–why do you ask?” He said fast, reaching for his computer mouse to shut down the show he was watching. I walked closer to him, noticing his annoyance as he watched me over his shoulder. I reached for his mouse, taking control of it and checking what he was stroking his dick over.

  “’Big tits on my girl’, fancy yourself some young girls huh?” I asked and paused the show for him, looking at him trying to cover his cock.

  “None of your business.” He muttered in annoyance. “Why do you storm in like that?!”

  “I had something to tell you.” I sat down on the desk, staring into his eyes.

  “Can’t it wait?” He asked, squirming uncomfortably in his chair.

  “Well…” I hesitated, rubbing my elbow with my hand, not sure if I should tell him like this. “I guess.” I finally let out.

  He relaxed suddenly, his change of attitude made obvious from the way he looked at me now. What’s he thinking? I wondered if he still saw me as his stepdaughter after we spent the night together, or as a lover. Maybe this, me catching him like this, could spark something again.

  “Are we alone?” He asked and I looked around the room dramatically.

  “I think so.” I answered, crossing my legs on the desk.

  He moved his hands aside, revealing that hardened cock I had craved after for weeks now — ever since the last time I had the privilege of feeling it inside of me.

  “Would you like to help me?” He asked hopefully, with a slight vibrancy in his tone.

  “Like to? I would love to.” I let out, unable to lift my eyes from his huge cock, which was basically just waiting for me to grab it. I slid down from the desk, pushing Connor’s chair back and kneeling in front of him.

  He opened his legs wide for me, embracing my advances. I extended my hand towards his prick, grabbing it tightly with my fingers, still as amazed by the size as I had been the first time I touched it. I hadn’t seen many dicks in real life, but my stepfather’s cock made those in porn look like baby carrots.

  I leaned forward, stroking his strong thighs with my hands and pulling his pants down slowly. The pants fell to the ground and I grabbed his stiff, pulsating dick. Connor let out a pleased groan when I started moving my hand up and down, over his cock, pulling the foreskin tightly around his swollen member.

  I tilted my head down, licking his entire pink shaft from base to top with my wet tongue, soaking him in my saliva. His cock throbbed steadily in my hand, his body pumping excessive amounts of blood into his swollen, pink member.

  Pulling down the skin over Connor’s cock, I placed my wet lips over the tip and slowly moved my head down over his dick. He squirmed excitedly in his seat, letting out faint sounds of pleasure as my mouth coated his cock with my wetness.

  My fingers reached between his legs, teasingly ticking the soft area of his scrotum. The hairs rose on Connor’s thighs and he shivered slightly.

  “Mmm, Eva…” He mumbled, tilting his head back against the chair and closing his eyes. “Do you want me to fuck you now?” he asked, breathing sharply.

  “Mh–hm.” I declined whilst moving my head up and down over his large cock. I could barely fit half in my mouth, so I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and started pulling that at the same time.

  With my lips wrapped tightly around Connor’s cock, I stimulated his tip with my mouth whilst working the shaft with my hand, making him writhe and moan loudly where he sat.

  “Oh, I’m going to cum!” He said between deep breaths.

  I stopped and lifted my head up, slowly letting my lips slide off Connor’s dick.

  “My god, Eva!” Connor groaned painfully. “Don’t stop now!” I giggled, caressing his hairy, bare thighs. I placed my lips on Connor’s cock, letting him think I was continuing, before kissing it softly and pulling away again.

  “Suck it, please…” He moaned, wrapping his hands around my head and pulling my hair gently in agony.

  I leaned back down, taking his pulsating, aching member into my wet mouth and sucking on it tightly. He moaned loudly, his fingernails digging into my hair as my lips moved further down over his stiff cock.

  He was swelling inside of me, his large cock expanding as it made way for his load that was about to burst out. I got up from my knees, stroking his thighs with my fingertips as I lifted myself up on my feet. He looked like I had stolen his most precious thing ever. His orgasm.

  I turned around and bent over on the desk, slowly caressing my ass in front of him, taking a look over my shoulder to glance at his reaction. He likes it.

  But I didn’t want to fuck him here — maybe in the living room, or somewhere else where I could lean against the wall and not get hurt. As I took a few steps towards the door, Connor became alarmed.

  “Where are you going?” He asked, suspicion rising in his eyes. “Don’t you want to go on?”

  “I do. If you catch me, you can have me!” I giggled, taking a few rapid steps backwards and waiting for him to get up and chase me.

  He looked hesitant, as if he was unsure or maybe thought I was just playing with him. After all, I had just sucked his cock and denied him of his orgasm. He should be bursting with energy and the will to fuck me. I thought, biting my lip excitedly.

  Connor stood up and pulled his comfortable sweat pants over his h
ips, covering his throbbing cock.

  “Alright!” He smirked before lunging towards me, and i reacted with a few quick steps out from the study room. I ran to the corridor, excitement and adrenaline pulsating through my veins because I knew he was right behind me. My heart was beating fast when I turned the corner, uncertain where to go.

  I threw myself into the kitchen, intending to stall him by escaping around the kitchen table. Or maybe fuck him right there. I looked over my shoulder and saw him coming behind me, playfully running and chasing after me.

  He entered the kitchen, leaving us in a stalemate situation around the table — just as I had planned. The small sprint had me gasping for air, and Connor seemed exhausted as well. But I didn’t want it to happen here. Hmm. I decided to make a run for it to my room, faking my approach to the opposite direction first to make him go there.

  It worked! I mused as I rushed up the stairs, when I suddenly felt his strong hands grab around my ankles, pulling them out from below me and making me fall to my knees. Luckily the stairs were carpeted, making my fall soft.

  “Ow.” I whimpered. Connor pulled me down towards him, leaning onto me so that I could feel his hard cock poke against my back. I tried to lift myself up and escape, but he held me down too well with one hand, the other reaching for my pants and pulling them down with ease. I wiggled around playfully and giggled, curious what he would do when I resisted.

  He got my pants down without a problem, letting his eyes rest on my young, bare behind. Hopefully he was ready to take me hard, just like last time. Last time… I’m pregnant! I suddenly remembered. I had forgotten the whole thing, but now didn’t seem like a good time to tell him either.

  Suddenly, I could feel his hand reaching in under my panties, caressing my ass cheeks as he ventured down between my thighs. His fingers brushed over my folds, making me feel hot for other reasons than just playful fighting.

  My wetness soaked his fingers as they traced my slit, separating my swollen lips and feeling me out.