Family Forbidden Taboo Erotica for Women Box Set

by Patricia Parks

"Got it!" I exclaimed out loud as I had spent the last ten minutes in the parking lot of the local supermarket rummaging through the mess in the truck, searching for the list my cousin Jen had given me to shop from. I scrolled the list quickly and noticed there were only a few items, milk, eggs, and sugar. She was going to make some sort of cake.

  I brushed my clothes and sneakers off and headed for the door. The air conditioning was a relief as I stepped out the hot June sun and felt great on my face. I walked past the produce area and headed straight for the dairy section. I grabbed a gallon of milk from the shelf and almost walked off with it before I noticed it had already expired. I placed it back on the shelf and looked for another jug. To my surprise every carton of milk in the entire case was expired. I decided I could get milk at the gas station and kept moving along the aisle.

  I came to the eggs and saw a stock boy leaning over the area moving frantically. As I got closer I saw what his rush was for. Somehow, every single carton of eggs was smashed and leaking all over the case. I walked up to the goofy looking kid and asked "are there any eggs that aren't crushed? Perhaps in the back?" The kid looked up at me and shook his head, "No s-s-sorry," He stammered "We don't get another shipment until tomorrow."

  I said thank you and walked off slightly annoyed and went to look for the sugar. I came to isle 9 and walked down. About halfway down there was an empty space where the sugar was supposed to be. Now I was pretty pissed. I walked to the front and asked one of the girls at a register where the sugar was. She explained how they were having a sale and ran out and that I should go to the customer service desk to get a rain check.

  I walked over and got on line at customer service. I was very annoyed and just wanted something with this store to be right. As my turn approached I noticed the chick behind the counter. She looked to be about 19 or 20 and Spanish. She was no taller than five foot even. Her hair was shoulder length and she had dark sexy eyes and pouty lips. Her skin tone was nice and smooth. I approached the desk and we locked eyes for a second. I could've sworn she licked her lips, but maybe I imagined it. "How may I help you?" she inquired in a soft voice. "Well, all your milk is expired, all your eggs are crushed, and I was sent here to get a rain check for sugar." I responded hastily. "Sorry about that, let me get that rain check for you."

  She turned around and reached under a counter and I noticed she had a nice round ass. I imagined how it looked out of the jeans. She looked up at me and I tried to look away but wasn't quick enough. She faced me as she scribbled out the rain check and I tried to stare at a spot on the wall, embarrassed at being caught staring. After what felt like forever she looked at me smiling and said, "Here you go!" I reached out and took two pieces of paper from her.

  I walked off looking at the papers. One was a rain check for sugar at a discounted price. The other slip of paper, however, seemed to be some sort of note. I stopped walking and stepped to the side to read the note. It read "I'm sorry about your groceries, but I noticed you looking at me and I think you're sexy. So here's your rain check and if you wait by the door, I go on my break in five minutes and I'd love to blow you to make up for your bad day."

  "What the fuck!" was the only thought in my head as I looked at the message in my palm. I read it twice more in disbelief before I laughed and decided she was joking or playing a prank on me. I stood for a few more minutes and as I got ready to walk out the door a familiar voice filled my ears. "So you did wait. You ready?" I turned around to see the customer service clerk standing behind me smiling from ear to ear. "Are you serious?" I asked still doubting the situation. She just smiled and said "Of course silly, where's your car?"

  With that said I lead her to my parking spot and unlocked the passenger side door to let her in. I walked around the back of the truck and jumped in the driver seat. I looked over at her taking off her work shirt. She had a white tank top and no bra on. Her pierced nipples were poking through the material. I felt my dick jump in my pants. "Drive around the back of there" She said pointing to an abandoned movie theater across the lot. I started the engine and pulled out of the parking space. As I drove across the lot she started pulling her pants off. When she saw me looking she said "I don't have time to fuck right now, but you can play with my ass and pussy while I suck your dick, cool?" then pulled her thong off and climbed into the back seat.

  I parked behind the theater and got into the backseat with her. She had her top pulled down and was pinching her nipples and rubbing her freshly waxed pussy. I closed the door behind me and she was on me immediately. She grabbed at my belt and pulled it so hard she actually ripped it out of my jeans. After she unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans she grabbed my dick through my boxers. I pulled my waistband down and released my throbbing dick from the underwear holding it down. It sprang free and she started licking the tip right away. She sucked the head in her mouth and let it pop out and started licking up and down the sides, top, and bottom of my shaft, letting her saliva moisten my dick till it shone.

  She then looked me dead in the eyes and engulfed my entire dick till she couldn't fit anymore in her mouth. I could see her straining to work her throat on it. I started rubbing her pussy lips, she was soaked. I rubbed her clit and she moaned around my dick. Her throat felt like heave and her ass was soft as a pillow. I slipped a finger inside her and felt her muscles tighten around it. My entire hand was soaked with her juices. She pulled off and sucked my balls into her mouth one at a time, swishing them around on her tongue and licking them softly. Then she started sucking my dick at a fervent pace.

  She worked her hand tongue and lips all in cohesion and with a purpose. I then realized I had a true dick sucker on my hands. She had perfect technique and enthusiasm when it came to giving head. Her hair was just short enough to stay out her way when she sucked. She hadn't stopped to breathe or adjust herself. Man was I lucky today.

  She seemed to be trying to suck the cum right out of me. As she fucked her own face and throat on my dick, I leaned the seat back and watched her face. She looked right at me and smiled without missing a stroke. I felt the pressure building in my balls and the base of my dick. I grabbed a handful of hair with both hands and begin to fuck her throat unrelentingly. The only sounds were the squeak of the seat, and the slurps, gags, and moans coming from her mouth around my dick.

  I was about to blow my load. "I'm about to cum!" I struggled to say in my state of ecstasy. She sucked even harder and faster and I couldn't take it any longer. I shot a massive burst in her mouth. She leaned back, opened her mouth, and stroked my cock furiously, catching the following ropes of cum on her face, lips and tongue. When the spurts of jizz slowed to a leaking stream she started sucking again, making sure my cock was both empty and clean.

  After another five minutes of her sucking my empty cock she finally released me from her mouth. She reached in her purse and pulled out some wipes, cleaning her face and hands off. When she finished getting dressed she grabbed my phone and put her number in saying, "Thanks for lunch, but I've gotta get back to work now. Call me around 9 for round two."

  The End.

  IntoThe Woods

  When I woke I knew today would be the day. It was some weeks ago my husband and I had showered together and he said he needed to pee. Laughing I had said

  "Well go on then, no problem in the tub" he had looked surprised but then returned the smile as he drew his foreskin back and then started to pee to the bottom of the tub between my feet. Then he flicked his cock up and some urine hit my slit. It felt surprisingly warm and I made a quick intake of breath. His reaction was to aim directly at my slit as the flow began to recede.

  "That was good love, it felt erotic knowing you were watching" I saw his cock was growing, slowly filling and standing out, He looked at me and then asked if he could watch me. I knew I could pee but this was new to me. I nodded and parted my legs, bending my knees a little to expose myself more, but he said

  "No baby......on me" and he lay back in the tub and told me to straddle him. Doing as asked
I had one foot each side of him, stood over his chest, I did notice his cock was almost fully erect. I asked if he was sure he wanted this and he nodded

  "Oh yes love......do it now sweet" I squatted over him, spreading my knees and let it flow. A trickle at first down to his chest, then picking up rapidly to full flow, He reached up to part my lips, looking for the very point of exit, making me gasp as he touched me. The flow eased and I stood and moved from over him. All the time the shower had been running and as he stood up me His cock was pointing to the sky! He turned me away from him pushing me forward towards the taps then bent me forward. I felt his cock against my buttocks as I put my hand to the wall for balance as he pushed into me from behind. Sometimes he was a wonderful lover, exceptional foreplay and ensuring I came at the least once. This time he was eager, he pushed right in, thrusting hard straight away, grabbing my hips it was urgent and hard. I heard him groan then he was pulling me back hard to his groin his cock as deep in me as possible as I felt the jerk and spreading warmth of his seed as it pumped into me.

  Since that day we had done the same or similar a few times and about a week ago, in bed one evening he had said he would really like to see more. At first I did not comprehend what he was meaning, but after beating around the bush a few times he came out with it. He wanted to see me shit.

  Now I am reasonably open minded, and in sexual matters always felt if two consenting adults both want something or agree to it and there is no coercion it is down to them alone. I made some conditions, I got to choose the time, obvious reasons, the place away from the house and I could call it off at any point. He readily agreed and that evening ended with him being a fantastic lover, fingers and tongue everywhere until I could take no more and then the gentle loving penetration and climax.

  As I started waking Sunday morning I felt my bowel quite ready. I went to the bathroom and peed, then freshened up. I woke him with a coffee and said

  "Come on love, it is a lovely morning and I feel like a nice walk......" I was still naked and pushed off his advance, I slipped on a tee shirt, not bothering with a bra, and just my jeans. He drank the coffee quickly and donned a pair of shorts and tee. We wore trainers, since the woods were my destination.

  He had caught on at last to what was happening ( Men can be so slow on the uptake sometimes) and suddenly became rather more eager.

  I grabbed my bag and we went to the car. My body was telling me I needed to potty but it was not yet urgent. We drove I guess about half an hour to some privately owned wood. Although the public were permitted it was not obviously signposted or anything so was usually deserted, and early on a Sunday morning there was no other car in the car park. We locked the car and took one of the paths into the woods. A couple of side paths took us well away from any possibility of meeting someone. The scrub was heavy and we were on the point of having to turn back when there was a small grassy clearing only a few yards wide.

  I stopped and looked around, the sound of birds was the only sound. I looked at him, he was looking at me his face expressionless. I did not say anything but started to undo my belt. When it was undone I popped the clasp at the waist of the jeans the reached out to feel is groin and find him already well on the way to erection. I lowered the zipper, with no panties and my shaven body he was stareing as I exposed more and more flesh, then I wiggled my hips to get the jeans over them and down my legs I saw his adjust himself. I stepped out of my jeans all together and stood. Again I touched him

  "Get it out if you want to love" I said and he needed no second invitation, undoing his shorts and getting his lovely erection out to the air. I took a final look around. Right in front of him I parted my legs and hands on knees started to pee. He knelt in front of me, looking up at my slit and the urine falling to the ground. I felt my tight ring flex a little as the urine ceased and relaxing, allowed my body to take over. The flexing of my anus increased and he moved to see it better, his hand lightly rubbing his cock. The area around my ring started to fill out, the ring itself lowering between my buttocks. I looked over my shoulder at him, he was concentrating on my ass

  "It's coming love......I am going to shit baby" As that moment of no return came, the point at which you know you HAVE to do it, cannot stop it. I felt my ring start to open

  "Oh yes baby I see it....do it love do it now" he sounded excited and my waste started to leave my body. Slowly at first, pushing the ring wider then emerging steadily until the ring clamped shut cutting it off. I was not done and the ring lowered again letting more waste be ejected and drop to the ground. I reached for my bag and tissues cleansing my self. I picked up my jeans, moving a little away from that spot. Standing by a tree I bent to put my jeans on but he said NO not yet and his shorts fell to the ground as he advanced to me, he stepped out of the shorts, cock so hard and pushed me, not hard, back to the tree. Lifting one of my legs to his hip he exposed my entrance and one-handed guided his cock into me. I had actually found the experience in the open air quite erotic and arousing and despite everything I responded rapidly. Soon I was raking his back, and biting his neck Then I heard myself saying something I had not said very often

  "Oh God......yes baby fuck me......harder"

  The End.

  Abigail's Assignment

  Abigail was a photographer with a growing reputation for landscape photographs, particularly of the mountains and desert of Utah, New Mexico, Arizona, Colorado and Texas. However economic times being hard, she still found herself accepting other bread and butter photographic work, and today was no exception.

  Abigail felt a tingle of excitement as she readied her photography equipment for today's job. Her assignment was to take some photos of models for a renowned wood sculptor, whose work sold for thousands of dollars around the world.

  He had contacted her a week ago, explaining that during a recent break-in at his studio, all his photographic equipment had been stolen. He had three models booked and the insurance would take an age to come through to replace his equipment, so he needed someone to take the photos for him until he had had a chance to replace everything. He had heard wonderful things about her work and her professionalism, so he hoped she would be able to take the project. She had looked up the location of the studio and was pleased it was only a short drive away from her home. In the back of Abigail's mind was the hope that if he needed any more photographs in the future, this would be repeat business.

  Arriving at the studio a few minutes before their appointment, Abigail knocked on the door, and once meeting the sculptor, began to bring her equipment inside with his help. He led her into a large glass roofed room flooded with natural light. In the center of the floor was a round platform, which he warned Abigail to be careful not to step on as it would rotate.

  As Abigail began setting up her lights and reflectors, they heard another knock on the door. 'Must be the first of the model, I'll just go to see', he said, smiling at Abigail. She heard voices as he greeted someone, and he returned with a stunning redhead in a loose fitting dress, which did nothing to hide her fantastically toned body.

  He introduced Abigail to the model, explaining as he did that Abigail would be taking today's photos, due to his equipment being stolen, then led the model away to another room so she could freshen up and get ready. While they were away, Abigail heard another knock on the door and wondered if the sculptor has heard it too. She gave it a few moments, until she heard the door being knocked again. Deciding to be helpful, she stopped setting up and went through to the door to answer it.

  When Abigail opened the door, the woman on the other side was not what Abigail had been expecting after meeting the first model, as the woman was quite clearly heavily pregnant. Asking if she could help her, she replied 'Yes I am here to have some pictures taken for a sculpture my husband has commissioned', Abigail offered her hand and smiled brightly explaining she would be taking the photos and would show her through to the main studio.

  When they arrived, they found the sculptor working with the first mode
l, who was now totally nude. The sculptor was positioning the model on the rotating platform in the center of the room. Turning he greeted the new woman warmly, asking after her husband and saying how thrilled he was by the challenge of the commission. He explained it was a totally new form which brought forth some interesting challenges ahead. He fetched a comfortable chair for her and settled her off to one side, explaining if she would watch how they worked with the first model, she would be able to understand what lay ahead.

  He returned to Abigail and the first model, by which time had her camera and slave units all tested and was just using a light meter to check her camera's white levels. Abigail then set up her laptop and connected it up to her camera as well, so they could view and review the shots as she took them. When she was finished and had taken a couple of test shots, the sculptor came over to look and agreed that everything looked great. He then had the model move into the pose he needed, and after Abigail had taken a few shots, he rotated the platform a few degrees, and Abigail snapped two more shots, and then he rotated the platform a bit more. They continued in this way until the model had returned to her starting position. The sculptor then asked Abigail to take a few close up shots of various areas of the redhead, some of her neck, a few of her armpits and to Abigail's embarrassment, the model's vulva. An area Abigail had not seen on another woman since the changing room back at the school locker room, and the glimpse then had been shy and furtive.

  Her next task saw her climbing a step ladder to take some shots from above, looking down on the model. The sculptor and Abigail then reviewed the photos on Abigail's laptop. He was very pleased with all the shots, picked up a clipboard that had been lying to one side, and asked if Abigail would mind noting the measurements he would tell her on the chart. She agreed and he moved to the model using a tape measure and some other devices, began taking measurements of the model's body, calling out the numbers to Abigail as she marked them on the chart. Finally, he seemed satisfied and told the model she could go to get changed, and if she did not mind, could she show the other lady to the changing area.