Family Forbidden Taboo Erotica for Women Box Set

by Patricia Parks

  She saw that he had noticed her chest and she smiled to herself and thought she might tease him. 'See anything you like?'

  What the hell he thought nothing wrong with a flirt. 'For sure, what red blooded man wouldn't notice your considerable assets!'

  They both giggled, 'Kelly' she quipped.

  'Chris' he responded.

  They chatted, finding out a little of each other. Both there after persuasion of friends, both single, he divorced, she separated. She in her forties; he early fifties, they hit it off really well and the eye contact was great, she was definitely into this scenario. After 15 minutes or so of chatting & flirting, she said she had better get back to her friends and they made their way back through the French doors into the main room. They shared one dance together, before going their separate ways.

  He caught glimpses of her over the next hour or so, chatting with people, dancing, it seemed she was really getting into the whole affair. He checked his watch it was approaching 10pm and he was becoming bored with the evening and began to consider making an exit. Just then he spotted Kelly standing near the French doors again, she was obviously going for a cigarette break he thought, then he realised she was beckoning him, curling her finger at him, inviting him outside, he was curious as to what she wanted.

  He made his way across to her and as he got nearer, he could make out the curve of her hips under the dress, her blonde hair pinned up so he could see nape of her neck, the ribbons criss crossing over her back on her dress.

  He stood next to her and was about to speak when she put a finger to his lips and said 'Follow me!' slightly taken aback, he nodded his agreement and followed her through the French doors.

  She headed across the veranda, out onto the lawn and into the darkness. She was a few paces ahead of him and as they got further away from the hotel, out of the darkness loomed a domed marble structure. He saw her climb the steps, before momentarily disappearing from his sight,

  he looked back to check they'd not been followed by anyone, before climbing the steps himself. Kelly was seated on a marble bench in a small alcove..... He moved towards her, she looked up and smiled at him.

  'What's going on?' he asked.

  'Chris, just go with it, I promise you won't regret it!'

  'Ok' he replied.

  Kelly swung her feet off the bench and onto the floor, holding out one gloved hand to beckon him closer. He walked towards her, his eyes raked over her body, looking her up and down now that she was closer, her blonde hair pinned up off her neck, her large firm breasts encased in the restricting black dress that curved in to her waist and back out over her hips. The layers of fabric making up the skirt had risen up and revealed her feet with dark red painted toenails, covered by sandals

  He could only see her lips clearly, they were glossy and full ......the rest of her face was hidden by the ornate mask, he stared into her blue eyes as she met his gaze and he sensed her excitement.

  Once he was in front of her she slid her hands up his legs to the front of his britches before unbuttoning them, smiling again as she realised he wore no underwear, then sliding one hand inside to caress his cock. Chris was already aroused but the unusual sensation of a hand covered in a silk glove closing around him was so good that he immediately grew harder.

  Kelly remained seated in front of him, she freed his hard cock from his britches and ran a gloved finger from his balls to the tip before cupping his balls in her hand and squeezing...then she leant forward and ran her tongue along his shaft before closing her mouth over his cock and sliding it down him in one long movement. He breathed in sharply, her hands were squeezing his balls, her tongue rubbed along his length and he could feel the head of his cock sliding towards the back of her throat. Her full lips were closed tightly around him and he could feel his whole cock being engulfed by her mouth. She held him there, sucking, biting lightly and squeezing him....he looked down at her......and watched as this masked woman sucked his cock passionately.

  It had been a few months since Chris had been with a woman & the urge to bury himself deep into Kelly's hot, wet pussy was overwhelming and he grabbed her arms, pulling her to him to kiss her. He forced his tongue into her mouth, kissing her deeply.........then he pushed her back against the wall of the small alcove, hearing her gasp with surprise at his quick movement.

  He ran his hands up her legs, pulling the soft layers of the dress up roughly over her thighs and using his knee to spread her legs apart. He kissed her hard again, sucking her tongue and nibbling her bottom lip as he held her against the wall with one hand and ran the other up her inner thigh to her pussy. He was surprised but turned on to find that she wore no panties and had a shaved pussy. He ran his fingers over her bare lips, they were already wet and he slid one between them to stroke her clit.

  Kelly moaned at that and he kissed her again to muffle the noise. She pushed her hips back against him and he slid his finger lower, resting it against the entrance to her pussy. Chris could smell her arousal, this woman was soaking wet, as horny as hell and so ready to be fucked. He plunged a finger into her pussy, as deep and hard as he could, testing to see how easily his cock would slide into her......she was tight, her pussy gripped at his finger but he added a second to stretch her and moved them in and out, enjoying her obvious pleasure.

  He removed his fingers, licking her juice off them as she watched him, then he turned her around to face the wall. She pushed her hips out back toward him, almost presenting her bare ass to him. He spread her legs apart with his knee and pressed against her so he could rub his hard cock along her pussy, parting her lips with it then moving back to rest the head of his cock at her entrance. He held his cock and guided it into her, just a little way.......then he pushed her arms up above her head against the wall and placed his hands over hers, holding them flat. Kelly was pinned against the cool marble wall with nothing to do but allow him to control her as he held her in place.

  Once he was ready, Chris pushed a little more into her, feeling the head of his cock stretch her and slide into her wet pussy....then he thrust forward in one hard movement, filling her and burying his whole cock inside her, till their bodies met and his skin smacked against her rounded bare ass.

  Kelly moaned long and loud when he surged into her, this is what she wanted, to be taken by her man, to submit to his desire. Chris ground his hips against her, moving his cock slightly inside her to rub her g-spot. He moved her hands together above her head, holding them with just one of his, then moved the other one down to stroke her clit.

  He pressed his finger between the lips of her wet sex and rubbed over her hard clit firmly then began to pump in and out of her body, fucking her deep, hard and fast. As he fucked her hot, soaking wet pussy and rubbed her clit he bent down to suck and bite her shoulder.......he closed his eyes, focusing on the feeling of her pussy gripping his rock hard cock. Kelly was moaning constantly and he felt her clamp down on him as she began to orgasm. He felt his cock swell and next his hot cum was racing from his balls, through his cock and into her hot, wet pussy.

  Chris leaned against the Kelly's back, placing his hands on the wall so he didn't crush her against it. His breathing was fast and deep, he could feel his heart racing and his cock beginning to soften and slide out of her. He stepped back and buttoned himself up, then turned her around..........he couldn't see much of Kelly's face as her mask was still in place but he could see her lips were swollen and she was breathing heavily.

  He knelt down in front of her, raising her left leg over his shoulder.....he leant forward and began to run his tongue along her pussy, licking their combined cum from her as it trickled out of her pussy. Chris continued with slow soft strokes until she grabbed his hair and held him in place, shaking as she came one more time, a short and noisy orgasm onto his tongue.

  He gently placed her foot back on the floor, pulled her dress back down over hips and legs. They kissed passionately, their tongues duelling, she could taste their juices. This was just the beginning of t
he night she thought.... wait till she got him back to her room!

  The End.

  My Happiest Anniversary

  Chapter 1

  Jim and I met and fell in love in San Francisco. I'd always thought The City, as it's called locally, was the most romantic in American and romance swept me off my feet and into Jim's bed, my first time with a man.

  Yes, I know, I really was pretty inexperienced, I had friends who were giving all the 'jobs', you know, hand- and blow-, when they were younger than I was.

  Well, I didn't, I didn't even get my boobs felt until I was a senior in high school, now over eighteen and, then, it was through my blouse and bra. Not too exciting, I guess.

  So, Jim was my big love. Yes, it was like the movies with music and dancers and all. It was lovely. And, yes, he was the first guy I really wanted in my panties.

  I was twenty, in college on the West Coast, we met and I was head over heels, as they say. This was the big one.

  Oh, Jim was different from the guys I had dated. He seemed to be a lover, not a boyfriend. You may not get the difference. Well, if you don't, you're probably a guy. He just concentrated on me, made me the center of his world. This was all so new to me that after our first few dates, I went to bed filled with very naughty thoughts, dreaming of things I was brought up to consider base, dirty.

  I went to bed thinking of holding him naked in my arms, his caresses roaming all over my body. I dreamed of his touch as I rubbed my hand between my legs those first nights. I had never had these kinds of feelings before. Oh, I had been turned-on some before, with sexual thoughts and feelings, but this was new, different. I felt aroused every waking moment. I knew this was different and I decided that I was going to make it different.

  On our third date, we were at his apartment after dinner, necking on the couch, his hand gently squeezing my breast as we tongued each others mouth.

  Enough of this, I want more, I thought, then started unbuttoning my blouse and pulling it off. I turned my back to him and felt the clasp loosen as my bra dropped into my lap.

  You would think that this moment was steeped in aroused, erotic feelings, but I must confess that all I could think about was whether he would think my breasts are nice. They evidently were because he soon was down kissing them and licking my nipples which really got me aroused like never before. No one had ever touched my bare breasts and when he ran his tongue round and round my nipple, then sucked it into his mouth, I thought I would swoon. Oh, this had a direct effect on my panties, for sure.

  I'll never forget that night. I had never had any of my clothes off in the presence of a man before and he took me back to my dorm that night, just wanting one thing, more.

  That came the next night, our fourth date. We were back at his place again, and it was just a matter of a few minutes before I was naked to the waist and his lips were back on my nipples. Oh, they had ached until they were reunited with Jim's mouth. It just felt so good. I had made up my mind that Jim was the one. He was the one I wanted more than anyone I'd ever known.

  And I was going right along where our feelings were taking us as he caressed my breasts and I rubbed the large lump in his pants. I lay awake the night before wondering what his penis would look like, how it would feel, even, how it would taste. He was all I could think about.

  "Would you take your pants off, please?" I asked wondering just where all this new boldness of mine was coming from.

  So, we soon became acquainted with each other's bodies and were kissing and licking and sucking each other to orgasm every night. It was wonderful. The first time he went down between my legs, I just gazed at him in amazement. Then, when I felt his tongue begin to lick me up and down along my labia, I almost fainted. It was, by far, the most erotic feeling I had ever had. He gave me three orgasms that night and I was forever in love with both Jim and his tongue caressing my most secret parts.

  I did want to save myself for our wedding night and Jim never pushed me to do otherwise. But we made up for postponing intercourse by exploring each other every night until we got married.

  We really never felt any lack of sex and when we finally did make love on our wedding night it was more of a dessert than a main course. But a very wonderful dessert, nonetheless.

  Jim had slowly, patiently brought me from being shy and reserved about my body to being relaxed, even becoming a bit of an exhibitionist. Around the house.

  In public, well, that's a bit different. But, he had shown me that if I did loosen up a bit when we were out, the results later when we were in bed would be dramatically revved-up. So, maybe that gave me some incentive to transform the shy Midwestern girl I was into the hip California woman that I know he wanted me to be.

  We had planned our twelfth anniversary carefully. It was an important one, we knew any anniversary beyond the tenth was important and we started months in advance talking about and deciding every detail.

  We would go back to San Francisco, to the city of our discovery of one another, stay at The Mark Hopkins Hotel, a favorite 'splurge' spot from our earlier days, and have as romantic a time as we could.

  I also let Jim accompany me on my shopping spree for the trip, knowing that he would be looking for clothes that would be more provocative than I would have normally chosen.

  So, dinner our first night was at the hotel restaurant, Nob Hill. Jim had laid out my wardrobe earlier.

  "Hon, um, what are you up to? There's a dress, a bra and shoes. Did you forget something?"

  "No, not really. Remember I had you try that dress on and you looked great. Really good."

  "Okay, I know I'm a fool for asking, but where are the panties? You said everything's laid out."

  "Yep."

  "You really planned this out, didn't you? That's why you had me shave my pussy, isn't it?"

  "Yep."

  So, I put the bra on, slipped the dress over my head and Jim zipped me in. In front of the mirror, I saw an attractive, sexy, desirable woman in a rather short, snug-fitting low-cut, white knit sheath who was, truthfully, rather turned-on from being basically naked under the dress.

  Jim got dressed and we went down to dinner. We were ushered over to a banquette where we slipped in next to each other and I began looking over the menu as Jim checked the wine list.

  By the time I got down to the list of entrees, Jim had gotten down to my thigh and pulled my dress hem up and was working his hand between my legs.

  "You are impossible, James, simply impossible."

  "You love it and I know it."

  Well, I did, actually, and spread my knees to welcome his attention to my rapidly dampening inner thighs.

  I discovered that it is very difficult to carry on a conversation in a swank restaurant with waitstaff going past while you are being finger-fucked by your dinner partner. I could just see a busboy pointing his finger at us accusing us of public mayhem, I mean the tablecloths were fairly long but still looked pretty high up off the floor to me.

  But, I soon didn't care. I never had an orgasm but I was close three times, once, just a finger-stroke away.

  Then, over dessert, "I've got a surprise for you. I've ordered a massage for you for when we get back up to the room."

  He knows I love massages and I was already making mental plans for Jim to take over when the masseuse was finished and she had left. I knew Jim's hands would go where I wanted them the most.

  So, we got back up to the room and waited on the sofa for the masseuse. As we waited, we naturally were kissing and petting around. My dress hem was up near my waist and Jim had pulled the front of my dress and bra aside so one breast was in the open.

  As the doorbell to our suite rang, I pulled my dress back in place, Jim jumped up and answered the door and lead in the masseuse. A man. Not just a man, a very handsome man.

  Chapter 2

  "My name is Bryant and I'm here to give madam a massage."

  He didn't have a portable table and, I was expecting a woman, but I didn't want to spoil it for Jim who h
ad so considerately and lovingly set this up.

  "Just disrobe and lay face down on the bed and I can start."

  I looked at my husband with a somewhat suspicious look and Jim said, "Look, hon, the truth is, I had enjoyed several other women before I met you. I know you have just the experience of me alone so, I've ordered you a sensual massage. There'll be no sex, just a massage all over for you to enjoy."

  All over? Sensual massage? On the bed? These were just a few of the thoughts going through my mind a mile a minute. At least Jim was here. He would be here the whole time.

  I slowly walked over to the bed trying to control the fear and trembling that I felt. I was so comfortable being naked with Jim, he'd seen every surface, every crevice of my body. But this guy, Bryant, he was going to be feeling me, well, I guess almost everywhere. I mean, what is a sensual massage, it must include my breasts and my...Oh, my.

  As I pulled the dress and bra off, of course, I was naked underneath, I was facing away from Bryant and pulled the sheet off the bed, lay face down somehow getting the sheet over my middle.

  I lay there trying to focus on the fact that Jim had arranged this as a loving gift to me to be able to enjoy the hands of another man and to arouse me in new ways as I had come to love being sexually stimulated during our years together. I had come from being the shy Midwestern girl to the hip California woman and this was his gift to me and I wanted it as much for him as for me.

  I was facing away from Jim and Bryant as they both stripped down to boxers and I the first thing I felt was the sheet being whisked away and the cool air of the room wafting across my bare skin.

  I gritted my teeth for the first touch. Then it happened. Very soft at first along my spine, then firmer as he went along. His hands were very strong but his touch, very gentle. Slowly, methodically up my back to my shoulders, my arms, hands, then my fingers, one at a time.

  Oh, this was very nice. I almost forgot that it was a sensual massage. Then, he went back down my body and began kneading my butt. His hands were firm, and I must say, it was now feeling more than just relaxing.