Family Forbidden Taboo Erotica for Women Box Set

by Patricia Parks

  Damn her, for wanting it but she couldn't help herself.

  "See Sasha...you know what you're doing here..."

  She gasped as he slid his mouth over a rosy nipple, teasing it a bit with his teeth which made her wince because she thought he might bite here there but he released it and the next time, she felt his lips seal around it and suck it...hard...enough to make her buckle.

  "Oh god...you can't do that..."

  "I am doing it and I'm not going to stop there...because you're damn hot...your nipples are hard and I bet those panties of yours are getting wet."

  She felt her cheeks inflame...damn how would he know that?

  "Oh god...you taste good..."

  He sucked on her nipple causing her to throw her head back...because it felt too good and she wasn't here to feel good, she was here to get the position. He released her nipple so he could trace his tongue around the areole...he didn't play fair because her legs had gone limp and she was about to sink onto the floor.

  Then his lips wrapped around the other nipple and she felt the charge through her and her pussy grew so wet, so slick she felt it trickling on her inner thighs. God, what if he knew that but at least for now his focus was on tonguing her nipples before sucking on each one of them. She swore that she felt herself nearing climax just from that...no that couldn't be at all possible...but her pussy began to throb.

  "You're so fucking wet I bet..."

  "Dirk...why are you doing this," she gasped, "I just want something better to put on my resume."

  "You will have something better...much better," he said, "You keep it this hot, you'll be exactly what I need."

  He nudged her backward towards his desk still focused on her breasts...she didn't want to move because she thought it'd brand her a slut around the office.

  "No one gives a damn Sasha...they know better than to care...and I pay them to look the other way."

  She blinked her eyes as she felt the back of her thighs rubbing the edge of his desk...was he about to...oh god...she felt his hands slide down her waist to her hips.

  "Turn around for me Sasha..."

  She just looked at him.

  "Why?"

  "You know why... god I bet you have a gorgeous ass."

  She felt him palm its globes and squeeze them so that she murmured.

  "Turn around for me Sasha."

  A more firm voice this time and so she did that for him, exposing her backside accentuated by a barely there thong for him. He smoothed his hands over her ass and she sighed, feeling the front of her hips strike the desk. Then his hands moved so he could hook some fingers under the band of her thong and tug her panties down her legs until they dropped at her feet.

  "I...oh god..."

  He had slid his hand between her thighs and his fingers caressed her slickened pussy. She closed her eyes knowing that now he knew everything.

  "Damn it, you want this don't you," he said, "Well I got it for you..."

  She heard him unzip his pants behind her.

  "Back up a bit...I want you to put your hands on the desk..."

  "But all your papers..."

  "Do what I tell you Sasha..."

  She sighed as she did that, trying to avoid his files when she placed her hands on his desk, and she felt him spread them wider with his one of his thighs as he brushed up against her from behind. Still dressed in his suit while she'd been stripped naked...exposed to him. Her head down, her back straight and her ass closest to him.

  "Good girl...you take direction very well...very important."

  She didn't say anything...she felt something hard...something hot sliding teasingly along the seam of her ass. She flinched.

  "Be still for me...you will enjoy this I promise...at least most of it."

  She felt his hands grip her hips and then without much fanfare he thrust something hard and thick inside her pussy, drenched with how much she wanted it. It slid right in until she felt the tickle of his balls slap her.

  "God...you feel very good Sasha...nice and snug...I'm going to enjoy you very much I can tell."

  "Oh god...you feel...."

  She couldn't put it into words bent over and taken from him from behind, his cock deep inside of her as her pussy grabbed hold of him. She closed her eyes in anticipation of his thrusts but he just stood still for a moment.

  "You like to be fucked this way," he said, "like a dog?"

  She sighed.

  "I...I don't know how to best answer that."

  He then bucked his hips and withdrew his cock, she felt it slide out of her, rubbing her walls and she moaned.

  "Don't worry I'm not going anywhere."

  He thrust back in harder, deeper and she felt her body move in response. The feel of him inside of her, slick and hot made her want to push her ass back into his cock but then he'd know how badly she wanted it.

  Not for him to know...she needed the position. But then he pulled as her pussy squeezed him and damn, she felt her legs shake from it. His thickness stretched her but not to pain but to the promise of intense pleasure if she could stand his teasing strokes.

  "You like it don't you," he said, "God, you feel so damn good around my cock."

  She shuddered as he slammed into her again. There was nothing gentle about Dirk and how he fucked her. The desk began to rock as she felt her body pushed forward and down on it. Perspiration beading on the back of her neck and his hands gripping her hips as he branded her with his cock...searing hot she had to bite her lip to keep from crying out.

  "Tell me that you like it..."

  "I...god...I can't believe it..."

  And she couldn't, because even walking into his office wearing the lingerie, she thought he'd been teasing her but there was no joking in terms of how he fucked her now.

  "Better believe it," he said, "If you work for me, you'll know more pleasure than you've ever felt in your life but I'll push you hard too."

  He showed her that by rutting against her as his cock sunk to the hilt inside her while his balls smacked her ass like a gentle spanking.

  "Dirk...."

  "You'll dress for me...underneath your business attire, you will most definitely dress for me...it'll be our little secret."

  She gasped as he kept his rhythm relentless yet she couldn't deny that it felt damn good to have a man fuck her hard like this without mercy.

  "You have a boyfriend?"

  Did she, she couldn't remember now. Oh yes, Tim, she'd been going out with him for a couple months but they hadn't hit the sheets yet.

  "I..."

  "Of course you do...a hot woman like you probably has more than one..."

  "Well I..."

  Damn he knocked the words right out of her head with each thrust inside of her...she felt herself getting so damn close to just losing it in front of him as the tension building up inside of her threatened to explode into pleasure she thought might stop her heart.

  "That's fine...but you will belong to me when I need you."

  His cock slid in and out of her and she believed it. After all, she felt his body push against hers, so big and strong and damn possessive the way he took her over and over. God, so hot...her pussy a flush from the cock that owned it. She felt herself begin to lose it, the pleasure threatening to overtake her.

  "So damn close Sasha...you're going to need to come for me..."

  She sighed and she bit her lip fighting it and fighting him as her pussy squeezed his cock to keep from exploding around it. Because if she did that then he'd know...

  The desk rocked harder and his groans joined hers as he slammed into her until...oh god no....her lips parted and she cried out unable to hold it inside.

  "I need to hear it..."

  She screamed, not wanting to be heard outside the room but she couldn't stop it. Pleasure ripped through her in ways she never imagined possible and a moment later, he shuddered and sprayed her with his warm seed. She froze when she remembered...

  "Dirk...I'm not..."

  He stroked he
r damp neck in a way that would have soothed if it didn't arouse.

  "Don't worry...I'll take care of everything...from now on..."

  She felt confusion inside her, not knowing what he meant by that. He pulled her off the desk and she turned around to face him. Her breath coming harder, her eyes looking at him.

  "I...I..."

  She still felt the pleasurable ripples inside of her and his fingers from one hand in between her legs, stroking her sopping pussy.

  "You need to clean up...there's a washroom."

  She nodded, speechless. He handed her a wrap. She left him to go clean up and then return, no doubt wondering what came next. He smiled, watching her go and then picked up his cell phone. He clicked a number.

  "Andros, hi...yes...I've got her all picked out and I'm sure you'll like her...you still got that cabin booked in the Rockies...?"

  "Yeah, but they're expecting a blizzard so we'll be indoors most of the time."

  "Perfect...we'll be too busy with her to care about what's happening outside."

  "Is she hot...?"

  "Very...she's got a great body and a pussy that's incredible...haven't tried out her mouth yet."

  Andros paused.

  "Did you tell her...about us?"

  "Not yet...it's going to take me the whole week to do...warm her to the idea."

  "Good then...we'll see you later this week...I can't wait to see her."

  "You won't be disappointed," Dirk said, "She's going to be quite a ride."

  "We'll see..."

  Dirk smiled and clicked off his phone. He stared at the washroom thinking how to handle his new assistant, to get her ready for the weekend. This time it had been his turn to pick out the woman and he just knew he'd picked out a hot one.

  He knew the other men would agree.

  The End.

  Missed Connection

  Jackson Pierce looked around the empty barracks knowing that this would be the last time he would be here. His deployment in Afghanistan was coming to an end and soon, he would be going back home to the United States. Jackson did not share the same bliss as the other soldiers at the camp. He didn't have anything to go home to, no family, no friends, not even a pet. After spending the last 9 months in the desert, it almost felt like home and he was a little apprehensive about going back. He sat down on a chair and exhaled, wondering what the hell he was going to do.

  ~*~*~*~

  To everyone else, the flight home took forever. For Jackson, however, the nearly fourteen hour flight was over and done with in two naps. After a 'Congratulations for not dying' speech from the Sergeant, the doors opened and one by one they exited the plane. As Jackson entered Gate 15, he heard the thunderous roar of applause and couldn't help but feel a sense of pride that made him stand a little straighter and walk a little prouder.

  After finally making it through the crowd of people that welcomed them home and bidding farewell to some of his comrades, he walked outside of the airport and flagged down a cab. He hoped he would be able to miss the tearful reunions if he left fast enough, but he failed...

  ~*~*~*~

  Kassidy let out a sharp breath as she lowered herself on Sean's cock. When she met his pelvis, she paused, allowing herself to adjust to the size of the cock that was buried inside of her. Sean firmly planted his hands on her hips, squeezing as she began to grind herself on his erection. He let out a groan of relief as he gladly accepted the gift this ebony goddess was bestowing on him.

  Kassidy rested her dark hands on his pale chest to steady herself as she bounced. She preferred being on top, mainly because Sean was only 'okay' when he was given any control and she wanted more than mediocrity. Kassidy loved the way his cock felt as the tip prodded her cervix... she could almost swear that she could feel every vein that criss-crossed his thick shaft.

  "Fuck, Kay," he groaned, raising his hands to grip her perfect breasts. He loved the way she knew just how to move her hips. No one could ever make him cum like she could, no matter how many different chicks he fucked. It wasn't that he didn't care about Kassidy, it was just that he wasn't the one-girl type but he knew that if she kept working him over the way she did, he might fall in love with her.

  Kassidy listened to Sean's words of encouragement as she quickened her paced. She felt his fingertips pinch her stiff nipples, sending her over the edge. She was so close and she dug her French Manicured nails into his chest as she neared her peak. "Shit, Sean! God dammit!" she squealed as her orgasm took over. Sean loved the sound of the jumble of obscenities laced with his name that left her full lips. Her tight cunt did a death clutch on his cock, rhythmically contracting, beckoning him to join her in paradise.

  He lifted his pelvis, plowing himself deeper inside of her. With a final grunt, he shot his frustration into the condom and wrapped his arms tightly around her. She collapsed on top of him, panting and sweating. When their breathing calmed, Kassidy rolled off of him, taking her place beside him on the bed.

  "Jesus fucking Christ, Kassidy," he said, rolling over to face her, "you are fucking incredible."

  "You're pretty good, yourself... Sun-Sean," she said, laughing as he rolled his green eyes at the childish nickname. Most Friends-With- Benefits relationships did not work, but Kassidy felt that theirs was effective. They'd known each other since Middle School and he was her first kiss, first date, first fuck, and date for the Senior Prom. It seemed only logical for them to be together, but neither of them felt that 'pull' to be together. Sure, the physical attraction was there, but they were much better as friends.

  "So, what's on your agenda tonight?" she asked, sitting up and stretching.

  "Nothing, really, there was this Asian chick that wanted to hang out..." he began, very happy that Kassidy was so cool with the way things were.

  "Hmm, is she cute?" Kassidy asked, raising an eyebrow.

  "Would I even talk to her if she wasn't?" he asked, not missing a beat.

  "You are so shallow, Sun-Sean... why do you still talk to me? I'm not cute," she joked, aiming her best puppy dog face in his direction.

  "1) I am not shallow, I just know what I like and 2) You are fucking gorgeous. Plus, I've invested too much time in your ass," he said, leaning over to give her ass a sharp slap. He stood up and Kassidy looked over his naked body... it was to die for. It almost looked as if it could have been chiseled from stone. "Why did you wanna know anyway, Kass? Didn't you get enough?" He asked, pulling up his boxers.

  It didn't help that Kassidy was thinking about ripping them back off and jumping him right then. "Sean, you know I could go for hours, don't play. Anyway, I was just wondering. I'm going to pick up some ice cream and a movie," she said, honestly.

  "Of course, I know that... I'm the one that made you the little vixen you are," he reminded her with a smirk.

  "Alright, out of my dorm!" she said, laughing. She threw the rest of his clothes at him and pointed to the door.

  "Aww, Kass, you're breakin' my heart!" he said, holding his chest dramatically. After putting his jeans and shirt on, he opened the door to leave. "Seriously, Kass, you really need to get out or something, the last day of classes was Friday... have some fun!"

  Before she could even reply, he shut the door. He locked eyes with a hot Latina that winked at him on the way out. 'I love college,' he thought, turning around to ask for her number.

  ~*~*~*~

  Jackson stood outside of his home. It was different, like something he remembered from a dream. He walked up the stairs onto his porch, pulling out his keys. He unlocked his door, relishing in the sound of the lock click. He had to admit, it was good to be home. After opening the door, he mustered up the courage to walk inside. It was stuffy and stale inside, not like he left it. He flipped the switch on, thankfully, they switched the electricity on when he made the call.

  The still silence was stifling, Jackson dropped his bags by the door, locking it behind him. He walked into the hallway and turned on the air conditioner and the television. Noise was good. Before long, he e
ntered his bathroom to take a shower. Looking in the mirror, he removed his clothing. His thick, muscular body was adorned with a tattoo of his dog tags that circled his neck and rested in the center of his chest and a few battle scars.

  After letting out the first sigh of relief since he'd been home, he stepped into the shower. He felt 9 months of desert sand and grime being finally washed away completely and he relished in the feeling of being thoroughly clean. Stepping out of the shower, he dried himself. After putting on clean clothes, he went into the kitchen, forgetting there was no food.

  'Shit,' he thought as he stared into the empty refrigerator. 'I really need to go grocery shopping,' he mentally concluded as his stomach rumbled impatiently.

  ~*~*~*~

  "Ice cream, ice cream, ice cream," Kassidy whispered as she hurried down a frozen food aisle. She already had her DVD in hand, now all she was missing was her ice cream. Sean was going to a party and had asked her to come along but she declined, knowing what would come of that as it had many times before: They would go to the party together and it would end with Sean going upstairs to fuck some girl (leaving her downstairs to drink) or him telling her that he was going to 'get outta here' with a girl and he hoped she didn't mind. In all honesty, she didn't mind, he was her friend and that was just how he was.

  That, however, was not how she wanted to spend her first Saturday after the end of the semester. What she desired more than anything was to sit back and have a little R&R, possibly even have Sean come back over to work out those extra kinks. But for now, it was her, Channing Tatum, and a pint of Buttered Pecan ice cream.

  ~*~*~*~

  She walked by so fast, Jackson thought she was a figment of his imagination. He raised his head and looked behind him. Sure enough, there she was: a tall, curvy woman with brown skin and a beautiful, shoulder length mess of curly brown hair. She was wearing a long, thin, multi-colored dress that cling to her curves perfectly, the sight alone reminded Jackson that it had been nearly a year since he'd had sex last.

  He used to hate living so close to a college campus and had even entertained the thought of selling his house to get away from the noise, but seeing her almost made all the sleepless nights worth it... almost.