Rough Daddy Dirty

by Dick Daughters

  CHAPTER 3

  “Enough proof for you?” He asks smugly.

  I nod my head. My god, it’s like I’ve never even seen a real man before in my life after my eyes drank in that tall glass of water. Six two, at least. Built like a warrior, but oddly enough, there was a gentle disposition which reflected off of his body language. And the way he spoke…It was so comforting, but at the same time, so possessive. I watch his eyes wander over mine. I think I know what’s on his mind, and needless to say, it’s a mutual thought.

  I take one more quick glimpse, and I notice he’s grown a little. I’m positive it’s because of me. He drops down, sits, and crosses his legs—those powerful legs. I’ve never been so allured to every minute detail of a man before. From his thick, full eyebrows, right down to the vascularity of his forearms—he’s an Adonis. What else is to be said about him? And that wolf inside of him—I can tell it’s still present. I divert the conversation in an attempt to pull those ever-present sensual thoughts out of my head.

  “So…” I cozy up to the fire, and pull the sleeves of my fleece shirt over my hands. “What else do I need to know?”

  “Well, I’m sure you will be happy to know that your father is safe, although none of our people have seen him for years. He sneaks by occasionally to leave us notes, letting us know he’s doing just fine on his own.”

  I nod. “Ok, but aside from that. How did…how did all of this come to be in the first place?”

  “Oh, we’ve co-existed with man forever, but we’ve taken oath to hide our secrets from them for fear of ridicule…or worse.”

  “And you trust me? You trust that I won’t say anything about all of this?”

  “You’re one of us, Bella. It would come full-circle—not to sound threatening, but I suppose it would be in your best interest to keep this to yourself.”

  “My mother knows?”

  “She does.”

  I fidget with my hair a bit. When the conversation ceases, those thoughts come running back into my head, and this time they refuse to leave. “I guess that’s all I need to know.”

  When he stands up, a wave of arousal rushes through me. Simultaneously, I see him stop, as though he senses my own feelings. He sniffs the air a few times, and then begins to slyly step over to me. His nose twitches as he gets down on all fours, and without any hesitation, he gets close…his body crawls nearly on top of mine as he works his way up, from my calf, to my thigh, to my…

  “What are you…?”

  His index finger presses softly against my lips, and I do not question it. When he reaches my neck, he inhales the remnants of my perfume from the night before. His exhale is gentle—his hot breath tickles the soft skin of my neck, and when I look down, I can see that he’s getting hard for me. His semi-hard erection sways freely as he brings his foot one step closer, and sniffs downward to my chest. I feel the need to grab him from behind his head, and press his face into my breasts, but I hold back. I’m still not sure that he’s—

  “You can’t hide it, Bella.”

  A slight hue of red paints my face when his soft words are whispered right into my ear. A hot, sensual shiver runs down the length of my back, and my eyes half close.

  “Hide…what?” I say, as my heart starts to beat quicker in my chest.

  He arches his back downward, grabs my knees with both hands, and spreads my legs apart a little. I don’t resist—I let him. His head moves right between my thighs, and he brings his nose close to my pussy. Another gentle sniff sends his eyes rolling back in his head, and then they look up at me—I look down on him, and from the look in his face, I can tell he’s borderline high on me. My scent—my pheromones are like a drug to him.

  “Bella…” His words are dripping with lust at this point, and quite frankly the same can be said for my…“Just say it.”

  “Say…?”

  “That you…”

  I grab his hand before he can finish his sentence, and guide him under my shirt. “This is crazy.” I say breathlessly. “I don’t even know your name…”

  He’s at a loss of words when the tips of his fingers reach my breasts. He squeezes gently—pressing his fingers into my soft skin, and in response he lets out a sigh of unadulterated desire. The more he stares at me with those unbelievable eyes of his, the more I cannot contain myself. I just want it. I want to feel every square inch of his chiseled chest. Feel that—that cock; it’s so hard for me now that there’s no chance of me ignoring it.

  “You’re an animal.” I say playfully, as he slides his hand out from underneath my shirt, and begin unbuttoning it.

  “And?” He whispers as he reaches the last button.

  “And you want me. You want it.”

  “Hm, is it really that obvious?” He says, while flinging the two sides of my shirt open. The warm fire kisses my chest, followed by his lips. He doesn’t hesitate to press his face between them, and kiss my chest gratuitously as he works his mouth toward my nipple. Then he latches on—begins to swirl and suck, while his fingers pinch and twist my other.

  “Ugh, oh!” It’s that preemptive stimulation which always makes me turn into a human waterfall. And it’s like he knows. It’s like he knows how I like it. In minutes, I learn that there are far more than three erogenous zones on my body. He treats me like an interactive map, looking for treasure as his hands wander and play with different parts of me. My neck, my ears, the inside of my thigh. I’m so aroused at this point, I feel like I could come from the slightest touch of my clit.

  “Can I?” He’s such a gentleman, too. I nod, and he slips off my shirt in the most gentle manner. Slowly, deliberately, seductively. When my arms are exposed, he kisses them all over with his delicate lips. He wants all of me. Every part.

  CHAPTER 4

  “You know.” He says between his pursed lips. I notice a tinge of yellow shine through his aqua blue eyes.

  “I’d argue that you are the most dangerously sexy woman I’ve ever encountered.”

  Words are cheap, but it was the sincerity of his voice which made every syllable feel like a million dollars. He meant it.

  “And I would argue…” I respond reflexively, “that you don’t even know how magical your touch is.”

  “Hm, magical?” He repeats back to me.

  I nod and grin—but my cheesy smile turns into an expression of arousal as he starts to rub me through the thin fabric of my sleepwear. It’s so unexpectedly pleasurable, I have to push his hand away to prevent myself from going over the edge.

  “Fuck, wait!”

  I see that little victorious smile come across his face when he realizes he almost had me without much effort on his behalf. I can’t even imagine what it would feel like if he was trying to make me come. I’m about to find out though.

  He folds my shirt in half, and places it on the dusty ground so I can lay on it. I do, and then he works his thumbs underneath the waistband of my pajama bottoms. With delicate precision, and burning anticipation, he begins to slide them off of me. When he gets half-way, he can’t control himself anymore. He spreads my legs further apart, and dives head first between my thighs. Immediately, his mouth latches only my clit, and he works his incomparable magic with his tongue—flicking and swirling until he’s tasted all of me. I watch as his eyes close—he looks as though he’s taken a bite of the most delicious cake he’s ever had. Delicious, sweet. I know that’s what he’s thinking as he devours me.

  “Oh…” He takes a deep breath of air. “…Fuck, Bella…”

  “More. I want more of you.” I beg him, as the aftershocks of pleasure quake through me to my core.

  He dips down once more, and with one upward stroke of his tongue, he covers all of my bases. He sits up a little, and watches my face, which is now shiny with tiny beads of lust-induced perspiration.

  “Well?”

  I don’t answer, I just stare with eyes of pure desire.

  “Don’t you feel it?”

  “Hm?” I say sweetly.

  “The
connection. Have you felt it yet? It’s your inner wolf, Bella. It’s like I can read your mind. I know exactly how to treat this body of yours.”

  My entire being falls victim to that powerful voice of his. His words are like honey to my ears, and if I could, I’d want him to whisper sweet nothings to me for the rest of eternity. But it’s more than just powerful—it’s protective as well. Comforting.

  He brings his whole body over mine after slipping the rest of my bottoms off, and tucking them underneath me to prevent me from getting too dirty. I wrap my arms around his neck, and pull him close to my face. My lips gravitate towards his, and when they lock, he gently rests his body against mine—my breasts press firmly against his tight chest, and my hands move down the sides of his back. I pull him tighter against me as he starts to speak softly into my ear again.

  “Ready?”

  “For?” I respond, feigning ignorance.

  “What you’ve been eyeing since I shifted in front of you.”

  “That depends.” I shoot him a smile. “Do you think you can handle this pussy?”

  “If you can handle this cock.”

  I giggle, but that’s cut short when I feel his tip rub against me.

  “Mmm, please. I need it.” I beg to him, and he responds accordingly.

  He teases me at first by rubbing my clit with the entire length of his hard cock. I hold back the moans, but when I realize we’re completely alone—they become unrepressed. My passion-filled voice fills the airy space around us, surrounding us with the echoes of my shrill shrieking voice as he guides himself in me, and after the first thrust, my mind is consumed with the feeling of him pressed up inside of me. All of my thoughts, even my feelings just revert to pleasure. Nothing else.

  “Do you like being dominated by this thick cock?” He asks with a tone of intoxication.

  He’s completely drunk on my pussy, and I can sense that he’s getting closer. Sense—that connection he was talking about. As his gyrating hips move in perfect rhythm with my body, it all starts to make sense. It all clicks like perfectly fitting puzzle pieces. It isn’t one sided or selfish like what I’m used to. And as his body presses close to mine as he thrusts into me, it’s like an entirely new world has been opened. A new world of uninhibited pleasure.

  “Ugh, fuck!” My scream sounded so primal as it spread through the open air around us. As the primal sounds of my screams pierces into his ears it’s as if my animalistic cries triggers something inside of him. He stops, and slides his arms underneath me to pick me up, and flip me around. I plant myself with my arms and knees, and wait for him to start taking me from behind.

  He teases me again by introducing just the tip to my dripping wet pussy. I crave it. I need all of it inside of me again. The feeling is absolutely unbearable, so I decide to take things into my own hands. I reach behind me, and grab the base of his shaft, then guide it inside of me, while backing up. He becomes weak when the warm feeling of my pussy overcomes him. In an instant, his hands drop to the ground, and his torso hovers closely over my back. I can feel the sensual heat radiating from his chest.

  “You want this cock so badly, don’t you?” He whispers close to my ear.

  I feel him kiss the soft skin of my neck as he continues gyrating his hips in perfect, fluid motions. My pussy is dripping with love for him, and his thick cock fits a little too tight inside my pussy. His cock stretches out my inner walls yonder, pressing against it hard and it shoots pangs of pleasure through my body that I’ve never felt before, it’s as if his cock was made to make me cum.

  “Mmm, yes. Keep fucking me. Just like that. Oh God, so fucking deep.”

  He picks up speed when my words reach his ears. In that moment, it’s as though the entirety of his human instincts are washed out of him, and his inner wolf takes its place. He begins to growl softly—grunts animalistically as he gets closer to the edge. One of his hands stays planted on the ground, while the other reaches underneath me to massage my breast. He wants it all.

  “I’m…” His voice completely loses traction as his body heats up even more. I turn my head, and look at him from behind, and his face is totally flush. He catches my eyes with his, and grins—subtly exposing his canine-like teeth. He’s there. “Oh…!”

  I begin to feel him pulse inside of me. He pushes deeper as his cock flexes from his uninhibited orgasm. Hot cum—I can feel it filling me. I can tell he tried so hard to pull out, but my pussy kept him locked in place. He didn’t even have an option—he was destined to finish inside of me from the start. When he does slide out, I can feel his love drip out of me.

  I reach down, and begin to rub my clit—it barely takes anything to send me over the edge…I’m so fucking hypersensitive that right when my fingers make contact, I scream out in ecstasy. He moves my hand, and replaces it with his—his touch. It’s unbelievable how much better his fingers feel on my pussy. “Fuck, I’m…!” My climax is so intense, that my arms become weak. My face falls gently onto my shirt as they give out from under me. I’m raptured by pleasure, my only option is to lay down, and just let it rip me to shreds.

  “Bella…” His hot body falls on top of mine, and his exhausted breaths tickle my skin. His lips fall onto mine a final time, and he breaths in the remnants of my lust for him.

  “Well?” I state plainly, while gazing into his eyes.

  “That was…amazing.” He says with a genuine quality to his voice.

  I see his energy start to fade a bit after he’s given me his everything. He smiles wider than last time, barring his teeth which begin to grow a bit sharper. The hair on his chest becomes more prevalent as his skin is completely covered in soft fur. His human figure morphs back to that majestic wolf that had brought me here in the first place.

  “So…?” I ask, still trembling from my climax. I brush the hair out of my face, and brush the subtle dirt off my clothes while getting dress. “What now?”

  CHAPTER 5

  “That’s…that’s up to you.” He growls deeply, while lying next to the fire.

  I rest my head on him, and become lost in his soft, radiating heat.

  “I think I want to stay here tonight.”

  He nods, while nudging another log onto the fire with his nose. I drift off.

  * * *

  The next morning, I awake to the feeling of soft cotton sheets. My own. I take a deep breath and spread my arms outward in the hopes of touching soft fur, but there was nothing there. I was back home—presumably taken back just like he’d taken me to his cave in the first place.

  As my eyes adjust to the morning light beaming through my window, I reach over to my nightstand to grab my phone. Fuck! Ten missed calls from work, and a few worried texts from my friends. What am I supposed to tell them? That I was kidnapped by a shifter? I could think of a million other things I would rather say to prevent me looking like a crazy person.

  My eyes light up when I turn my head, only to see his silhouette standing at my door. He was well-dressed. Who knows where he got the clothes from, but I don’t care. I just feel a slight tinge of happiness to see him again.

  “You…you took me home?”

  “It’s dangerous for all of us if you knew exactly where my home is.”

  He walks into my room, and takes a seat at the foot of my bed. “It’s better this way—that some things are kept secret.”

  “So, you mean to tell me there’s more I don’t know about all of this? What happens now? You just leave, and I never see you again?”

  “My only purpose for meeting with you was to tell you the truth. Now you know.”

  “Well, you certainly did more than that, didn’t you?” I say with a playful grin. He reciprocates the smile.

  “Well, what more do you want?” He asks.

  I pause, and look down at my folded hands, before looking back into his eyes. “Maybe I want more of you.”

  He falls onto my bed on his back, and lets out a sigh.

  “That might be breaking the rules, Bella. You know I’
m not allowed to assimilate.”

  “Then why am I allowed to live like this? You say I have wolf-blood, but I live a normal life, just like everyone else.”

  “It’s just…it’s just different.” I divert my eyes from him. “But…” He says hesitantly, and he reaches underneath the covers, and grabs hold of my thigh. “Maybe I can make an exception.”

  I smile. “I would like that. But I feel rude.”

  “Why is that?” He asks with a questioning gaze.

  “Because I don’t even know your name.”

  The End

  Too Taboo Big Man’s House Woman’s Innocence Taken First Time Explicit Sex Story

  Hard Older Male & Innocent Younger Female

  Inexperienced Fertile Brats

  ABBEY PERRY

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  Everyone has a little Taboo. What’s yours?

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  All characters in this book have no existence outside the imagination of the author and have no relation whatsoever to anyone bearing the same name or names. They are not even distantly inspired by any individual known or unknown to the author, and all incidents are pure inventions of fiction.

  Table of Content

  TOO TABOO BIG MAN’S HOUSE WOMAN’S INNOCENCE TAKEN First Time Explicit Sex Story

  CHAPTER 1

  CHAPTER 2

  CHAPTER 3

  CHAPTER 4

  CHAPTER 1

  Stephanie looked over at her mother, Amanda, and tried to make sense of what she was saying. Her mother was fairly drunk and was slurring her words quite a bit and the fact that she was extremely upset wasn’t helping the situation much. From what she could tell, Amanda had found out that her husband, Mike and his best friend, Larry, was going to strip clubs and was convinced that he was sleeping both with the dancers and with other women. It was something that Amanda had always worried about but it seemed like she had found evidence recently that had completely sent her over the edge.