Family Forbidden Taboo Erotica for Women Box Set

by Patricia Parks

  I squealed as Steve grabbed me from behind and quickly turned me while pulling me to my knees.

  I braced my hands on the arm of the couch as he flipped up my dress and pulled my thong to one side, roughly rubbing the head of his cock over my wet slit, pushing it hard between my lips until the head slipped inside of me.

  I wanted him to go slowly but Steve had other ideas, he pushed down on my shoulders and thrust forward in one smooth motion making me gasp.

  I was so wet he was able to ram his cock right in making a loud 'slap' as slammed against the cheeks of my ass.

  He started with long slow strokes, pounding into me harder and faster as I began to respond by pushing my ass back into him.

  My breath started coming in short, ragged gasps at the brutal fucking my thighs were shaking as my juices flowed; my pussy was so sensitive that I climaxed again and again, mini orgasms gushing through my body making me dizzy, Steve pressed a finger to my cilt and I exploded in one glorious shaking mess, flopping forward with my head on my arms too weak to support myself on my hands any longer.

  Steve grabbed my hips to hold me up as I trembled and begged for him to slow down so that I could catch my breath, but he only pounded harder.

  Just as I thought he was never going to stop he let out a low growl and pulled his cock out, spraying his cum all over my ass soaking the back of my thong.

  Suddenly William, who had been kneeling by my side watching, reached out and cupped my left breast in his hand, squeezing it then rubbing the sensitive nipple through the thin barrier of my dress and lacy bra, making me jump a little.

  I was a little surprised at how bold he was being but at the same time it felt good.

  Steve was gently sliding his damp shaft between the cheeks of my ass as he calmed down, rubbing it against the soft cotton that nestled there; I pushed back hard against him rotating my hips and he answered by squeezing my cheeks together, sandwiching his cock, to my surprise it had only softened slightly and I knew he would soon be ready for more than a little butt crack surfing.

  I stayed where I was, bent over the sofa with my head on my arms enjoying the twin sensations of Steve stroking the soft flesh between my buttocks and the hand exploring my tits. I was so turned on that I reached a hand out towards William and stroked a finger along his semi hard penis.

  I turned my head to the side and said, "Scoot closer."

  He must have looked to Steve because I heard him say,

  "Hey, whatever Jules wants its fine with me."

  As he moved a little closer I was able to grab the shaft of his cock just under the head which oozed out a large drop of clear slick fluid in appreciation.

  William twitched a little as I began stroking my fingers slowly back and forth spreading pre-cum all over the length of his cock.

  I was a little disappointed as I felt Steve move away from me giving my ass a little slap as he did so, my pussy was a little more than damp and I was hoping for a little more of what he had just given me.

  My disappointment didn't last as William, who seemed a little out of breath, said.

  "Is it Ok if I rest my hand on you while you're doing it to me?"

  I smiled to myself at the 'doing it' and said, "I guess that would be Ok," while thinking to myself that he hadn't been so polite as to ask before he started to touch my breasts...although I wasn't complaining.

  He rested his right hand on my left buttock just under my hip as he shuffled up to my side; at least I was able to get a better grip on him, wrapping my fingers tight around his shaft I began stroking his cock harder in a pulling motion tugging the foreskin right up over the helmet.

  He moved his hand down over my cheek and I could feel the heat from his fingers as they slowly moved down to the hem of my dress.

  I looked back a little surprised as I felt his fingers touch the back of my thigh underneath my dress; he slipped his hand up cupping my cheek squeezing slightly, his fingers just brushing the thin strand of material between them.

  He jumped a little as his fingers made contact with my thong, pulling his hand back sharply. He suddenly realised that I was no longer moving my hand, although I still had him in a tight grip, and went a deep red as he also realised I was watching him.

  "That was naughty." I said.

  He went to move away and started to apologise but realised that he was going nowhere as I squeezed his cock.

  "Shhh," I said and shifted round until I knelt opposite him.

  "I said that it was naughty, I never said I didn't like it."

  All he could do was kneel there opened mouthed, have I said how much of a turn on it is to be in complete control of a situation?

  My pussy was leaking something fierce.

  I took his hand and placed it on my inner thigh, just below my dress, he swallowed hard.

  "You can touch my panties if you want to." I said, but grabbed his wrist as started to slide his hand up reaching between my legs.

  "But just over the front of them, not between my legs and no sneaky business trying to slip a finger in under the side of them."

  William agreed but looked confused as I still had hold of his wrist.

  I guided his hand up under my dress until his fingers rested against the waist band of my panties, (I say waist but they were low cut and nowhere near my waist) then showed him where he could touch by taking a hold of his index finger and moving it down from the top of my panties stopping just as the tip pressed against the start of my slit, making sure that he would be touching me enough to cause a little ripple in my lower belly, (William was not the only one who needed to get off) but at the same time not letting him touch 'everywhere.'

  I had continued to stroke the underside of his cock with the palm of my hand while guiding his fingers over my panties and talking to him, we were so close together that without thinking William had rested a hand on my hip for balance while I had a hand on his shoulder.

  I was kneeling up with my thighs together, not squeezed tight but just enough to limit the movement of his hand taking away the temptation of a 'stray' finger, but even though I had been pretty strict with him only allowing 'minimal' contact it wasn't long before I subconsciously was rocking my hips forward each time his finger neared my slit seeking a little more stimulation as he gently rubbed my panties.

  It was obvious Steve knew how turned on I was getting when he came up behind me reached over my shoulder and grabbed my breast, squeezing hard making me gasp while whispering in my ear.

  "Let him touch a little more, you know you need it"

  He reached under my dress and ran his hands over my buttocks before gently nudging my thighs further apart, slipping his hand up between them and touching a finger to the damp crotch of my panties then trailing it up between my buttocks before letting my dress drift back over his hand as he sat back to see what I would do.

  He was right; I was so turned on that I needed to cum and although the brief contact of William's fingers was nice in a tickling, teasing way it just wasn't going to do it.

  I squeezed William to get his attention; he had been watching my hand on his cock intently and by the look in his eyes picturing what was hidden under the material his fingers were brushing against.

  He kind of blinked back from wherever his thoughts had been as I smiled and whispered to him. "Let your hand move down."

  As his hand had been at the top of my panties when I said it he misunderstood and moved his hand down to where I told him it was Ok to go.

  "Not there further," I said.

  He inched his fingers along and I shuffled my knees out a little more anticipating the touch of his fingers over more intimate parts.

  "Not there," I said, he started to pull his hand back but I stopped him by grabbing his wrist and guiding his hand until it rested over the crotch of my thong, "here."

  He froze until I squeezed his cock again making him jump.

  "Feel my pussy through the crotch of my panties, but keep your fingers flat and don't go underneath t
hem." I squeezed his cock again to make my point. "Ok?"

  "Ok." He whispered.

  He gingerly rubbed the crotch of my panties placing his hand exactly as I had shown him; I was starting to shake as my orgasm approached but even so I flinched a little at the slight but unexpected of the tip of a finger touching skin.

  His fingers had started to make contact with bare flesh because the silky material of my thong had betrayed me yet again by slipping over to one side, once again exposing a tiny bit of 'lip' so despite William being very good and only touching me in the way that I had asked a tiny part of my bare vagina had been exposed.

  I felt him shudder a little with excitement as his finger brushed soft skin, he must have suddenly realised he was touching somewhere I had told him not to because he began to pull his hand back.

  Again I grabbed his wrist.

  "Don't move." I hissed through clenched teeth, "keep doing what you are doing."

  He was so nervous that I had to gently place his hand back and press my hand over his, pushing his fingers hard against my crotch before he got the message and continued to rub his fingers back and forth.

  I was so intent in getting off that I was doing little more than hold his cock at this point, massaging my fingers over it in time to the little twitches and pulses that were making my thighs tremble, I was so close but needed more to send me over the edge.

  This was the best part of being 'in charge' of a guy and the most erotic thing ever as I gave them 'permission' to touch me a little more intimately, it was so exciting teasing both them and myself by slowly changing the boundaries and 'rules' as my excitement built especially as I never plan how far things will go, instead I 'feel the moment' and change things to suite my needs and desires.

  Leaning close to William I whispered. "Ease a finger into my panties and touch it to my slit, but don't dare try to push it in, understand?"

  Then added "That's if you want to," just to tease.

  He fumbled for a few seconds until he finally managed to get his finger under the edge of my panties, inadvertently pushing just the very tip of his finger between my lips as he sought to pull the material away from the damp mess between my legs.

  When he had his finger under the edge he tenderly ran it back and forth over my damp flesh careful not to use too much pressure even though his movements were hampered a little by my thong as it stuck to his hand.

  The feel of his finger tickling over my flesh for the first time was electric making me gasp and stiffen up, the churning in my belly becoming more and more intense.

  I was shaking all over.

  Steve could see that I was close to orgasm and must have guessed that William's fingers were now inside my panties touching my bare pussy, but I can only imagine what was going through his mind as he hooked his thumbs into the waistband and began to pull my panties down.

  William felt what he was doing and moved his hand away from between my legs looking a little nervous as Steve ease them over my buttocks and slid them down my legs to my knees, encouraging me to lift them so he could slide the thong back and over my feet.

  "Don't stop." I said to William as I desperately grabbed his hand and guided it back between my thighs; my legs were shaking so much I had to grip his shoulders with both hands just to steady myself.

  "Don't just rub it use your fingers in me William," I hissed through clenched teeth. "I know you have wanted to ever since you touched my panties, so just do it."

  I pulled one knee forward so that my foot was flat on the floor, parting my legs as wide as I could to allow his finger to enter my pussy as deep as it would go.

  His knuckles mashing against my sopping lips as he pushed it in and out.

  "Use another." I pleaded.

  He pressed his index finger to his middle finger and rubbed them back and forth.

  "Put them in me now." I almost screamed.

  It was agony as he slowly pushed them between my lips then heaven as he worked them back and forth.

  My breath was coming in ragged gasps, I felt Steve's hand snake under my skirt around my hip and down between my legs, sending me over the edge as he pressed the tip of a finger to my clit massaging it with small circular movements until my juices exploded all over William's hand.

  Steve moved his hand as I shook with the force of my orgasm but William, being not very experienced was perhaps unaware of what was happening.

  Either that or he was so caught up with being 'allowed' to touch me that he was reluctant to let the moment go.

  Whatever the reason he kept fingering my pussy with short rapid thrusts until I could stand it no longer.

  I grabbed his wrist.

  "No more William." I need to get my breath I panted.

  He sat back on his heels watching me as I regained some composure; his cock was sticking straight up against his belly the end swollen and red and very much in need of some attention.

  I stood up still a little shaky

  "Lie back on the table so I can take care of that," I said pointing to his erection.

  He did as I said and I stood at his side.

  "Would you like that hand job you were missing so much?" He started to answer me but I put my hand up to stop him. "Or do you prefer the 'camel toe slide' now?"

  "The camel one," he said.

  "I bet you do" I said, feeling very naughty because he hadn't caught on that this time there would be no 'camels toe' to slide along his cock.

  Because Steve had taken my panties off.

  As he settled back I pressed the palm of my hand to my skirt holding it down while I straddled him, (because this time I didn't want him to see up it) then eased down slowly stopping as my vagina made the briefest of contact with the underside of his penis.

  William's eyes went wide at the touch of skin on skin.

  I laughed. "Did you forget that Steve pulled them off?"

  He nodded then very gallantly asked. "Do you want to put them back on?"

  In answer I settled down and moved my hips dragging my sopping slit along the length of his cock making him gasp.

  I very slowly repeated the movement but each time I rubbed my pussy along his shaft I settled down on his cock a little more, letting my weight transfer from my hands on his chest to my hips so that I slowly increased contact pressing my damp slit to him causing my lips to spread.

  Between the pre cum that had been steadily pumping out from his cock and the juices that had and were still leaking from my pussy things were pretty slick.

  Remembering what had happened earlier I shifted position a few times until I felt the head of his cock pressing against my clitoris, each time I pushed my hips down and back at the end of the stroke his cock gave it a little rub making the muscles in my thighs twitch.

  Still moving slowly I teased both William and myself by letting the tip of his penis rub against my clit when I moved my hips back then as I moved forward along his shaft let it graze the entrance of my vagina, lingering there for just a second before moving my hips back the other way.

  It was exciting because it was risky; we were both so slick that if I misjudged things when the head of his penis was by the entrance of my vagina his cock would slide right in as I pushed back.

  I turned my head and looked over at Steve who was sitting on the sofa.

  He was slowly rubbing his penis a huge grin on his face; he could see that I was enjoying myself.

  I smiled back and he winked.

  I took a breath; I could feel William trembling under me, I could feel his cock twitching against my pussy and knew he wouldn't last much longer.

  I rubbed along his length a couple more times and felt him tense.

  "Are you going to cum?" I asked him.

  He shook his head, "Not yet."

  "William you must tell me when you are going to cum, Ok?"

  He nodded, "Sure, yes of course I will."

  "Not when it starts, before you cum or we are not going to be friends anymore Ok?"

  "Promise," he
said.

  This time when I felt the tip of his penis brush against the entrance to my vagina I stayed still instead of pulling away, I could feel his sticky pre cum oozing out against my lips so I rocked my hips gently brushing them back and forth over the end spreading our juices along my slit.

  They started to part with the pressure but I didn't stop instead I pressed back slowly rubbing my slit back and forth against the tip of his penis, harder and harder, allowing him to penetrate me, only stopping when the end of his cock was nestled just inside of my pussy.

  I squeezed down on it making him groan.

  I sat like this for a moment letting William get used to the sensation.

  Little beads of sweat had formed on his forehead and he was biting his bottom lip.

  Moving my hips very slowly I took him inch by inch, when his cock was almost half way inside of me I pushed myself up a little on my hands and looked over at Steve.

  My dress had covered up what had been happening, so as far as Steve was concerned I was just resting on William's cock sliding my pussy back and forth as I had done earlier.

  I felt so naughty it was intoxicating.

  I smiled at Steve and he gave me a quizzical 'what are you up to' look.

  His face was a picture as I shifted my hips back until I was sitting upright in the classical 'cowgirl position then slowly moved up and down on Williams cock, grinding my hips at the bottom then sliding up his entire length until the head almost popped out before sitting down as slowly as I could.

  Disappointingly I had only done this a couple of times when I felt William squirm under me, I rested my hands on his belly using faster shorter strokes as I sensed he was close to losing it but only managed a few before he cried out.

  "Now, I'm going to do it now."

  I pushed back and swung my leg off him just in time to see his cock swell and spurt yet another load over his belly, he reached out to grab his cock but I took a hold of it first, kneeling by him and working my hand up and down the shaft as stream after stream of cum shot out. Some landed as far as his chest as he bucked his hips against my hand; it was a good job that he had pulled his top right up otherwise it would have been a right mess.