Family Forbidden Taboo Erotica for Women Box Set

by Patricia Parks

  I stood up and took my cock in my hand. She watched me in the mirror, her fingers rubbing her clit between her legs and her mouth open and panting. I pulled my cock down and rubbed it against her lips, rubbed it up and down. She took in a sharp breath and said "put it in" in a hoarse thick voice. I looked straight into her eyes and started to push the huge cock head inside. Despite how wet she was, it met with some resistance as my cock head began to stretch the entrance to her pussy. I withdrew it and then pushed again, pushing my hips into her. It then popped in, and her pussy made a wet pop as it started to slide inside. She breathed out and said "oh god" as I started to push deeper inside her. I then started to thrust more quickly, and with each thrust my cock sank in a bit deeper. She was so tight and so wet that I knew that this wasn't going to last long.

  About half of my length was now inside her and she was panting away and rubbing her clit furiously. I reached around and grabbed her tits and tried to undo her shirt. I fumbled with the buttons, then remembered that she had wanted me to fuck her like an animal, so I ripped her shirt open. Her eyes widened and she gasped again and her hand moved and grabbed my balls and squeezed them. I pulled her tits out of her bra - they were full, heavy and I squeezed these roughly. She had big fat nipples that responded quickly when I pinched them. They grew hard and raised up and I rubbed and pinched these as I continued to thrust inside her. My cock was now about 3/4 of the way inside her. Then something took over me, an animal urge and I began fucking her furiously and with an urge that I had never felt before. With a big thrust, my entire cock slipped inside her and she shouted "fuck, fuck, fuck" over and over again as I began fucking her furiously, wildly, my hips bucking back and forth, my fingers pinching her fat, hard nipples, and with one hand I reach down to grab her hand that was rubbing in her clit. She then began to shake and moan and started to cum, her entire body tensing up, her pussy beginning to contract around my pistoning cock. She moaned and started making small cries and yelps as she came. I felt my balls grow wet with her cum.

  I felt I was about to cum as well, her tight contractions around the huge head of my cock driving me to the edge. I grabbed her hips and increased my speed until I was fucking her without mercy, all my thoughts on my own pleasure. I watched her face in the mirror, her eyes almost black with arousal, her face pink, her mouth open in a perfect circle. I kept my eyes on hers as I began to cum. I buried my cock deep inside her as the first pulses seized me, with an almost unbearable intensity. I pulled out and watched as my jets of cum began to fly out of my cock. They hit the mirror, and covered her hair and her clothes. I felt the intensity in my whole body, with such a release. I thought I would cum forever, as my cock fired heavy jet after jet of thick white cum over her body. I then stuck my cock back inside her to finish cumming, the last few spurts filling her wet pussy. I realized that I was holding her hips tightly, my fingers rigid around her soft skin, holding her to me. I waited until my cock started to lilt before withdrawing it, the fat head covered in both our cum. I looked up to see her stick her tongue out and taste my cum as it hung from her lip, her eyes still fixed on mine.

  My legs felt like jelly but I managed to zip myself up and took a lingering look at her before I walked out the bedroom. Her suit was covered in ropes of cum, and her hair and face were also covered. Cum ran down her engorged pussy lips. She just looked at me with her mouth open, breathing heavily.

  I walked out as I had agreed to do after I had cum, and walked into the street in a daze. I realized that the front of my trousers were covered in her juices, slick and warm. I tasted her again as I walked down the street, and my cock started to rise again in my trousers.

  A week later I heard from her again with another proposition.

  The End.

  She Sleeps

  She was asleep in my bed.

  This was not the first sleep-over we'd had, but it was the first where I'd finally gotten what I wanted... gotten a taste.

  She was wearing my clothes. A grey tank top and blue shorts. I was a curvy size Large, she a svelte Small; my clothes fit loosely on her tiny frame, revealing her silky black bra. I couldn't help but focus on her plump, smooth breasts sloping into that bra, imagining down to her luscious pink nipples. I've always longed to taste them. Feel them hardening at the prodding of my tongue, perhaps lightly scraping them with my teeth sending shivers down her spine...

  I debated whether or not to wake her up. To tell her I needed her sweet juices in my mouth. I chose to lean down and begin kissing her neck, slowly waking her up to my lips. She made a sweet, low mixture of moan and yawn. She was slightly confused, and asked me what I was doing. I didn't answer, grabbed her wrists, pinned her to my bed, and continued to kiss her neck. My lips brushed her bronzed skin, over her collar bones. The feeling of the bones under my tongue and lips sent warm jolts down my spine, causing my cunt to begin dripping for her.

  She was about to quietly protest, as I moved both of her wrists into one hand, and used the other to pull her bra down to expose her beautiful breasts. I teased my tongue around her nipple, not quite letting it touch as she started to let little moans slip. I rolled her other nipple between my thumb and index finger, feeling it erect to my touch. I allowed my tongue to touch her nipple, which caused her body to begin to sway. I knew she was about to completely be under my control.

  I lead her up from my bed and made her stand with her arms above her head. At a tortuously slow pace, I pulled the shirt over and off of her. Then, unhooked her bra, allowing it to fall at her feet, exposing her bright pink, erect nipples. I removed the shorts, leaving her nearly naked. There she stood, in my room, only in white panties, with a rapidly growing wet spot between her slender thighs.

  I took a small piece of rope, laid her down, and tied her hands to my bed frame. I stood in front of her, making sure she watched my every move as I undressed. Once I was down to just my panties, I turned around. I slowly bent down while pulling them off, so that she would get a full view of my ass and dripping cunt. I straddled her face with my thick thighs, my peach colored pussy just above her mouth, and said, "Lick". I felt her tongue swirl around my lips, covering her mouth with my wetness. As her tongue began to find its way to my clit, I felt my body begin to head towards climax. I got off of her face before it happened, deciding to save it until we could cum together.

  I kissed her, tasting my own delicious cunt on her mouth. I kissed down her neck, chest, stomach, until I was right above the line of her panties. I was making extra sure to torture her, to make her beg for me. I grabbed scissors, in order to cut her panties off of her. I grazed the blade up her outer right thigh, up to where the panties met her hip. I carefully began cutting them, making sure the blade weighed heavy on her skin, reminding her that I could cut her if I wanted to. I cut the left side as well. Now they were only attached around her hot, wet cunt. I grabbed the cloth at her cunt, and pulled the tattered remains of the panties away. She was so beyond ready that every touch of mine sent her shaking and moaning, her body begging me to fuck her.

  I easily slipped my fingers into her, feeling her wetness gush out onto my hand. She gasped as I fingered up to her g-spot. I used my other hand to finger myself, moaning in tandem with her. I then licked her outer lips, moving closer and closer to her clit, nearly sending her over the edge. I got her as close to climax as possible, until she could barely take it any longer... and then I stopped. She moaned and moaned, begging me to continue.

  I slid my legs between hers, and let our cunts kiss. I started grinding against her, rubbing my clit against hers. We were both moaning, both of our bodies ready to cum. I rode her hard and fast, then sweet and slowly, pacing it so that we could last longer.

  Finally, wetness dripping down our thighs, we both came, moaning loudly for each other. Her hands strained against the ropes that bound her to my bed frame, as she longed to rub her own nipples, like I did to myself. After cumming, I untied her, and we kissed for a good 15 minutes, completely soaking each other's naked bodies in.
We shared smiles and I told her,

  "You will be rewarded again for being such a good girl."

  The End.

  Swimming With Jada

  I shook the metal door handle in frustration. It was another hot day in Santa Fe, New Mexico, and I couldn't believe the Marriott's outdoor pool was closed for the second day in a row -- the only day when I had a four-hour afternoon break.

  I was all suited up in my new black one-piece, hoping to relax poolside with a drink and get to know some of my fellow conference attendees. The Southwest Women's Health Network had sponsored the week-long event on advanced clinical care, and it had been great so far. Except for this.

  "Oh Jesus, is it still not open?" came a cheerfully exasperated woman's voice from behind me. "I told the manager to take care of it."

  I turned and saw a tall, curvy black woman in her late 30's, standing hands-on-hips and sizing me up. She wore a knee-length maroon skirt and a spaghetti-strap white top that tastefully accentuated her full bust. I recognized her as one of the conference organizers -- one of several women I had masturbated to in my hotel room the night before.

  "Do you have a sledgehammer I could borrow?" I said.

  She burst out laughing. "Oh, I have a lot of fun things in my tool kit, but unfortunately it's not here. I'm Jada, by the way."

  I took her outstretched hand and held it a little longer than necessary. Her dark skin was soft, smooth...heavenly. "I'm Frederika. I really enjoyed your lecture on the future of private nursing yesterday."

  Jada winked. "I know. I saw you taking lots of notes. Fourth row, two seats from the end."

  "Now that's an eye for detail," I said approvingly.

  "Or at least an eye for cute girls," said Jada, moving a little closer. "You have a cute accent too. Are you one of our Washington State girls?"

  "Uh huh. This is my first time in Santa Fe, and you've organized things wonderfully."

  "Except for the fucking pool!" Jada said with a laugh. "Oops -- pardon my mouth."

  I looked at her meaningfully. "Don't sweat it. I like your mouth." And I really did: she had beautiful, full lips that had distracted me deliciously throughout her lecture. And were having the same effect on me now. The rest of her...hmm...definitely shades of Michelle Obama.

  Jada's brow furrowed. "Tell you what. I live about a ten-minute drive from here, and my townhouse has a little pool in the backyard. Would you like to join me for a dip?"

  "I'd love to." After all, I was starting to get even hotter. I went upstairs and changed into a low-cut black top with tan harem pants.

  We were driving past low, adobe houses on an aspen-lined street with the air conditioner blasting when Jada glanced at my wrist. "I like your bracelet. Did you pick that up here?"

  I fingered the bracelet: cool, smooth, rainbow-colored quartz. "Thank you. Actually, it was a gift from a girlfriend in Seattle. She was organizing an LGBT fundraising dance at a community hall, and I coordinated the ticket sales. She thought I deserved a little something extra for that."

  "LG...what was that?" Jada asked.

  "Oh, for the gay community," I said casually. "I work closely with a lot of bisexual and lesbian women on a volunteer basis. I identify as bi myself, and I find it really rewarding."

  "Reeaally?" Jada had to slam on the brakes before she went through a stop sign. "Very interesting. Um, I guess everyone's so fucking uptight and conservative down here...I don't know if I would say I 'identify' per se...but..."

  "Yes?" I said with a saucy smile.

  "Let me put it this way, Frederika. My husband and I divorced last year after 15 years of marriage. Before him, I dated five people at Berkeley. One man, four women."

  "At once?" I inquired. "Oh my." Jada shrieked with laughter and gave me a little slap on my thigh as we wheeled into her driveway.

  I leaned into the black woman's neck, inhaling her peach-scented fragrance, and whispered: "I'll remember that slap, honey." Jada giggled and a little tremor ran through her magnificently full body.

  In the backyard, enclosed by tall wooden fences, I reclined on a long, cushioned chaise on the stone terrace while Jada was inside fixing me a drink. Two palm trees and a cluster of orchids fringed the little pool, which was bubbling busily. I was out in the sun because I wanted to show off my body for Jada. Clearly, neither of us was immune to the other's charms.

  Cardinals and finches twittered in nearby trees, and a light breeze caressed me. The sweet aroma of desert sage filled my nostrils. I felt incredibly sensual here. I couldn't help lightly running my hands over my own body, eyes closed, drinking it all in. The thought of Jada just steps away had me throbbing even more.

  Jada's voice brought me back from my reverie. She stood over me, smiling as she handed me a mojito. "I'm glad to see you're making yourself comfortable here, Frederika."

  I smiled, sipped my drink, and looked her over with intense enjoyment. Jada had changed into a one-piece bathing suit as well, but hers was pure white. Oh my God...I could hardly wait to see how she would look – and feel – in the water.

  Jada turned her back, almost shyly, for a moment, and I feasted my eyes on the dark, wide curves of her full ass.

  "You're a beautiful woman, Frederika," she said in a husky voice. "I love the way you do your hair, the way you carry yourself. Everything. So curvy...yum. I think we're going to invite you back next year too."

  I took another sip and rose from my chaise. I took Jada by the hand. "Let's see how the water is."

  It was more than just warm in the pool. It didn't take long for us to abandon all restraint. First, it was my fingertips, lightly tracing circles on Jada's thighs underwater. She moved close to me and I put my arm around her bare, wet, dark shoulders. I looked at her, and then leaned in for what became my first deep, long, tongue kiss with a black woman. It was mutual, woman-to-woman worship, and I loved it.

  I gasped as Jada bent lower to kiss my neck. My hands hungrily squeezed Jada's lusciously full tits, feeling her nipples standing out hard and blatantly exposed through the see-through white fabric of her swimsuit. I needed to suck her, and I didn't hesitate, yanking down a shoulder strap to fully reveal her right breast. I pushed her hard against the wall of the pool as I devoured her nipple. "Oh my motherfucking God, that feels good," Jada groaned. "Oh yes. Oh God, Frederika."

  Of course, I needed more suckling and tit play focused on me to get off the way I deserved – and had fantasized about the night before. When I withdrew my mouth, I very deliberately pulled back and showed Jada my beautiful breasts – making her hungry for me as I rolled down the top half of my suit, dripping with water. I beckoned her over with a finger, and Jada devoured my right breast, sucking as much of me into her mouth as possible. Incredible jolts of pleasure shot through me, right to my cunt. "Fuck! Yes!" I responded. "Suck my nipple hard, Jada. That's a good girl."

  Jada had told me that the three college girls who shared the townhouse next door were away for the week, but as I looked up, I realized it wasn't true. A flash of long blonde hair and a fluttering curtain on the second floor was a dead giveaway. The knowledge that Jada and I were being watched and admired by at least one other woman aroused me even more. I had to start to show off and be even more aggressive in my seduction, getting off on my goddess-style exhibitionism.

  I pulled myself up out of the water and sat on the edge of the pool, spreading my thighs wide. Jada kneeled on the ledge in front of me. I ran my fingers over my crotch, savoring the sensation of my engorged cunt lips. Then I pulled aside the fabric, exposing my delicious wet tangle of pubic hair.

  Jada didn't need instructions. She leaned in and began to eagerly lick out my pussy, holding on to my thighs as they stiffened toward orgasm. As her tongue lapped up at my clit, I felt my face grimacing with uncontrollable pleasure. But what really made me crazy were her half-stifled moans and gulps, her urgent gasping as she tongue-fucked her new white lover's cunt. I squeezed my own nipples hard, and arched my body back. I was getting ready to cream. My half
-open eyes strayed to that next-door window, which was partially open. This time I could see them: two girls, the blonde and a shorter-haired brunette, wearing identical university T-shirts, cute and 20 years old at most. Combined with Jada's insatiable tongue, the sight of those young faces – wanting to give them a sight they would rub their cunts to for the rest of their lives – pushed me right over the fucking edge. I began to scream and come, pushing Jada away only when I couldn't take any more.

  Later that afternoon, we played games with the powerful jet stream in Jada's pool. Both completely nude by now, we took turns straddling it, stimulating ourselves vaginally and anally. "Oh yeah, it's going right up my ass," I moaned as Jada masturbated me slowly under the water, kissing my body. "I love having my ass filled any way I can. I have pictures of me with a wine bottle that I want you to see, Jada. I also like to insert my anal beads, or a butt plug, before I go out shopping or head to work, whenever I can. I had the beads in during your lecture."

  That sentence made Jada groan loudly. She stood up in the pool and spread her pussy lips in front of me, showing off how her clit and cunt were swollen with excitement, almost like a slice of juicy pink grapefruit between those plump, ragged chocolate lips of hers.

  I stood up too. "Go get that tool kit of yours, Jada," I said in a loud, clear voice, making sure the girls over the fence could hear me. "I want us to take turns fisting each other. I'm going to teach you how."