Rough Daddy Dirty

by Dick Daughters

  ‘I want you to suck it hard Keith, tug on my clit. It’s building up you gotta pull out your fist or it’s gonna fly in your face.’

  ‘YES! Fucking cum in my face baby. Drench my face and quench my thirst!’

  ‘Oh my God!’ I shoved four fingers into my slippery pussy and spread my legs so wide apart; working all my four fingers in my pussy, groaning. Stephaney glanced back at me brutally drilling my pussy, and I couldn’t stop., I was already too encapsulated in the thrill of it all.

  My breath became sharp and ragged. I spread my legs even wider, hoisted them both up towards the roof, stuffing my fingers as deep as I could withstand as I’ve never done before. It burned so sweetly. My body shook. My legs were shaking in the air, and I felt my squirt coming. I rested both my heels on the back of the car-seat’s headrest in front of me.

  Stephaney slammed on the brake as she was about to run into the back of a navy blue Toyota jeep. I still couldn’t stop pumping my four fingers down into my pussy, damn, oh God, oh God oh God! I’m fucking going to squirt in his van, wet his fucking seats.

  I don’t wanna; he’s going to kill me for making a wet mess of his car!

  Stephaney stopped the car, and both of them watched as I crammed my fingers down into my pussy in the traffic. I can’t hold it back; I hollered as my voice trembled audibly when I try to speak, “Oooooh my Fucking Goddddddddddd!!!”

  I raked two fingers upward on the ribbed roof of my pussy’s in a rough, hard rhythm, real deep and my bladder felt like it has expanded too much and it was about to explode into pieces. I didn’t want to squirt in Keith's van. I pulled out used two fingers and pressed down sinking on my clit as I felt the urge of the squirt still wailing through my body. I can’t suppress it.

  My body was entirely taken over, and a powerful orgasm raced through my body, the power of the orgasm hauled my hips upward off the seat, arching my back. As the squirt came spewing, I grabbed on my clit and stretched it upward towards my navel’s direction, and it raised the arch of the warm stream of spewing squirt higher and closer to the car’s roof.

  The squirt lasted longer than I thought it could ever last. It went over five seconds long and was still streaming. Keith could not stand to see my entire squirt I was pissing out go to waste. As the high stream of warm squirt shot out my pussy to the ceiling of the caravan Keith scrambled and rushed around with his mouth wide open to catch some of my warm squirt in his mouth.

  He caught a mess on his face; it spilled over toward his eyes, he shut his eyes and rushed his lips towards my spewing cunt. My fingers pinching on my nipples, my ass and hips climbed higher off the seat and closer to the ceiling without me having any control over my movements.

  He force shoved two of his thick fingers in, and it felt like an entire fist was being shoved inside of me. Keith pulled downward, stretching my slit south as I pulled it north, both soft pads of his finger pressing on the floor on my pussy and that press and stretch he made intensified my squirt. It just would not stop streaming. He squeezed and pulled and my squirt gushed out even harder and higher as his fingers pressed into my hole. Oh My fucking God! What was he doing to me? My knees were slammed shut, then opened, slammed close once more, and then opened again. Oh, God!

  ‘Don't you fucking waste those squirts!’ He commanded as his hardened dick wagged outside his zipper from his hasty movements.

  Keith greedily pasted his lips over the weak stream that was left sprouting out my core. He could not drink all of it; he allowed some to gush and overflow at both corners of his light mustache. My squirt was too much to swallow fast enough, but he did gulp what he could manage to, which was a lot. Keith shouted at Stephaney,

  “Bite on my dick!”

  Steph stared at him seemingly confused, “Excuse me?”

  “I said bite on this big hard motherfucker!’

  Stephaney bowed her head down into his lap as if she knew exactly where on his cock he loved to be bitten and bit onto the center of his the thick shaft. Her teeth sank hard into the shaft and dented the flesh.

  Keith moaned in agony into my pussy as he drained the last of my squirt out into his mouth and withstood the bite from Stephaney. Both sides of his face already squirted on, his cheeks dripped my squirt onto the automotive carpet on the floor and on the back seat.

  Stephaney groaned and sunk her teeth harder on his cock and cum squirted out his cock and splattered on the black dashboard. His face jerked between my legs hard. Stephaney licked his cum off his cockhead and then licked the squirt off his face clean.

  As the tail of the squirt left me and the orgasm faded, my ass muscled and flinched one last time and the upper half of my back lowered unto the seat, the lower of my back, ass and feet were between the seats. I could not move to sit properly on my ass as yet. I had to gather myself. I inhaled deeply.

  My eyes fluttered, and my thighs shook. What a freaking experience! I was almost fisting myself inside his van, before his girlfriend in traffic and squirting. Damn! What could be next in store for me?

  CHAPTER 3

  He looked at the wet mark on the ceiling of the caravan, the seats and the floor drenched in my wetness.

  “That’s gonna leave a mark,” Keith said staring at my numbed face expression, “I’m gonna have to teach you a real HARD lesson for this," He added with a wide smile on his pleased face.

  I was too drained to reply. Keith smiled and looked deep into my eyes. He nodded to Stephaney, who smiled and drove us to a motel nearby the supermarket. It had a white boarded sign marked ‘Casa De Blanca’ in red cursive. It was just down the road on Alexander Street, and it wasn’t a posh motel. The rooms were small and had only a bed, a bedside table with a lamp on top, an empty dresser, a ceiling fan, and a small bathroom.

  However, none of that mattered to me, it was cozy enough for me to try all my kinky fetishes. Their walls looked thin so I knew it would take everything in me to try and take every inch of him all inside of me without making too much of a sound. I was pretty worried I might scream. What a challenge this is summing up to be, I may fail miserably to keep quiet while being stretched but I couldn't wait to give it my best effort.

  As we entered inside and Stephaney shut the door behind her. Keith did not wait for a second; he had unbuttoned his shirt and revealed his large nipples the moment we stepped through the door.

  Inconveniently my phone rang, interrupting. I saw the name and said,

  “It’s Michayle.”

  Keith’s body numbed and eyes squinted in a curious questioning expression as I mentioned my boyfriend's name. He stopped undressing, one shirt sleeve half-way down his arm. Stephaney looked over to the cell in my hand.

  “Should I answer?” I asked looking at them both.

  “Yes.” Stephaney said.

  “No!” Keith shouted trying to override her command right after she had already said ‘yes.’

  “What should I do?” I asked, “Answer or not?” The phone vibrated in my palm as it rang on its second ring.

  “Just answer it,” Stephaney said. Keith was silent. I’m not sure if I saw guilt in his eyes, but his eyes weren’t that bright anymore, his motions slowed as he pulled his shirt back over his chest covering up his nipples. I clicked the answer button and with a voice too timid said,

  “Hello?”

  “Hey Baby, where you? I am about to do the last of this drop-off, and then guess what?”

  “Ahh . . . Umm . . .” I searched for an idea of what he could be so chirpy about, quite frankly I was very uncomfortable with the older couple staring at me maybe hoping I would lie if I need to.

  “Was thinking about doing movies tonight, are you game?”

  I purposely ignored the question asking about where I was.

  “Sure, I’d love to go to the movies tonight. What time are you getting in?”

  “I should be there in little over an hour or so.”

  I repeated the time loud enough so Keith and Stephaney would hear.

  “In about an
hour or so, uh?”

  I gave them a brief stare. They nodded as if signaling that was enough time for him to train me for his huge insertion then get me back home with a freshly loosened cunt. Upon them both consenting by shaking their heads, I committed to his time.

  “Oh sure, that’s perfect.”

  “Good. So what you doing?” My heart raced.

  I wished he hadn’t asked. I couldn’t say the truth, that I’m about to fuck you friend whose cock was bigger and thicker than yours or any I had ever seen or had. Or that I was about to try my fantasy before you interrupted. Especially since you refuse to fuck me as hard as I’d like you to, and if things turn out right I maybe fuck this lady before me as well. The funny thing was, I didn’t want to lie to him either. I tried to hang up.

  “I’m, umm . . . I just went by the grocery shop up the road from Alexander.”

  “What you got?”

  “A pack of jumbo sausages and cucumber so far.”

  “So where you at now?”

  “Well, we stopped by this motel on Alexander because—”

  “Casa De Blanca?” He rushed to ask.

  “Yeah,” I said surprised he knew the name of the motel, “How you knew?”

  “I stopped over there with a friend a couple of times before.”

  “To do what?” I brought my eyes up to look at Stephaney. Her expression was blank and innocent as usual.

  He spoke as if hurriedly speaking to the driver sitting beside him in the van,

  “Hey, hey, take this left, take this left.” Then slowed his voice as he tried to sound sweet again, “Hey Babe, gotta go, love ya.”

  I hung up and slowly put the cell on the bed without looking up to see in Keith’s or Stephaney’s eyes. I could feel the mood was dampened already by the phone conversation. No one spoke for a couple of heartbeats. And inside the room felt suffocating with guilt and discomfort. A sharp, awkward realization of what we were really about to do in the air. That is if we could ever go back in that smoldering mood that had our passion burning moments ago.

  “What’s wrong?” Stephaney asked.

  “Well, . . . Uhmm . . .” I turned my back to her and looked at her through the dresser’s mirror ahead of me. “I’m kinda wondering if—”

  “Wondering if we should?” Stephaney completed for me.

  “Yeah. I mean, Michayle is—”

  “Oh, by the way,” Steph said, “Michayle made another pass at me yesterday.” She was talking to Keith.

  “What?! Seriously?!” I couldn't keep it down, and so I blurted out the first thing that came to my mind.

  Here I was feeling guilty about fulfilling my fantasy because I thought Michayle was innocent and all along what he had told me was bullshit. He had been coming at Stephaney for God knows how long and been doing God knows what else with others.

  “What did you do?” Keith asked. My ears bristled. I needed to hear every word Stephaney was about to say.

  “The usual, I let him squeeze on them.”

  I looked at her breast, and now I wasn’t mad at Michayle, I was jealous. Michayle has been squeezing on them, and I still hadn’t had my chance to toy with her nipple with my soft girly tongue.

  I looked at the time, the hour that we had was ticking away,

  “So am I going to get that dick today or what?”

  Keith pulled opened his unbuttoned shirt over his bare chest, and his eagle tattoo on the right side of his chest came into view. His chest was shaved clean, and his nipples were pink and puffy. The areolas around it were well pronounced. Thin light hair streamed down from his perfect navel to the shiny buckle of his belt. He began unbuckling his belt and Stephaney with her delicate and well-manicured fingers sporting pink nails helped him undo his belt. I got jealous. I wanted to be the one to unzip him myself this time.

  CHAPTER 4

  The room was quiet. I could hear the iron zipper noisily counting the teeth of the metal zipper as it slid by and opened up the front of his flyer.

  “Are you going to watch?” I asked Stephaney as she dipped her hand into his white boxers; hauling out all of his erection.

  “Well, uhmm … I wanted to.” She said with a bit of hesitant crackle in her voice.

  “I’m not sure I can do it in front of you.”

  “Oh, mhmm, umm, but in the van . . . Okay, okay. So do you, do you want me to . . .” her thumb pointed to the door behind her, “to leave?”

  “No, no. You don’t have to.”

  Stephaney looked up at Keith a bit disappointed, then looked back at me,

  “Then do you want me to turn my back?”

  “No. No. Not that, I thought we could do it in there.” I nudged my chin in the direction of the small bathroom. A bit unsure, she slowly answered,

  “Well, umm, seeing that it’s your first time and all and . . . well not really first but you know.”

  What had struck me was her assumption that there would be another time. What if my tiny little hole couldn’t swallow all of that fat cock? I haven’t gotten it yet, and so my heart was still in place. But if I do let her watch, my chances would be better at having my way with her, a super-hot sexy Milf. I untied my ponytail and took off my glasses.

  “My God, you’re lovely,” Stephaney said.

  “Damn look at your cute puckered mouth,” Keith said right after I put down the glasses.

  I smiled. It wasn’t the first time I was hearing that I was a beautiful girl when I took off my glasses or that I had a puckered mouth, but I was just not a contacts wearing type of a girl, trying to put the thin film of lenses over my eyeballs spooked me out.

  I lifted my blouse over my wide-spaced tits. My skin was flawless, and my nipples were a pale pink already. They were reddening now as I watched Keith salivating at my perfect belly, small waist, and smooth tits. His cock twitched. But the intense way he looked at my mouth got me worried. Does he want to deep-fuck my mouth too?

  My gag reflexes weren’t the best, and I hadn’t had much practice with any monster sized cocks. When it came to big cocks, my mouth and pussy were still virgins and waiting to be busted open. I hadn’t quite seen a full view of his cock in the caravan, but if his cock were truly as big as I had held on to through his Khakis, I would have to unhinge my mouth to let it fit in.

  It would rest against my tonsils. My panty got wet as I thought about him fucking my tonsils. Just then, Stephaney pulled out his entire cock.

  Shit!

  TOO BIG TABOO MASSIVE MEN 3 – Dark Explicit Sex Short Story

  Young Women Broken Hard Series

  Book 3

  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 BIG TABOO MASSIVE MEN 3

  CHAPTER 1

  CHAPTER 2

  CHAPTER 3

  CHAPTER 4

  CHAPTER 5

  CHAPTER 1

  “Oh my God! What is that?” I shouted staring in shock at the size of the humungous vein-riddled cock. The wide swollen circumference was far thicker than I had imagined it was. Pre-cum salivated at the stiffened red head already. The pre-cum wasn’t very thick and it was a clear glob oozing from the tip. Over the shovel-headed cock, the bright pink skin stretched tight, and it looked as if someone had put in an hour into spit shining it, it glistened bright. The bulbous head so stiff and shiny in this small well-lit motel room that my mouth watered. I observed the shiny pre-cum that seeped from his wide open cockhole. Ohhh, what power I saw in his cock. My pussy dripped at the sight of it. I could feel the warm running nectar down my folds inside my panties.

  My clit tugged inward tightly and swiftly and it was as if a firm strin
g was tied from my clit to my ass as I felt how the tight twitch in my clit made my asshole winced shut too. A jumpy nudge deep in my asshole. I’ve never been this horny in my life.

  I went down on my knees almost in a trance to hold onto it for myself. Stephany cleared the way and allowed me to kneel before his well hung gift. I took it into my small hand. I could feel the heat pushing from his cock, I could feel the texture, the jutting veins that criss-crossed down its length. The veins were so rough in my hand I felt the distinct raised ridges that they made under the satiny skin of his hefty cock. His foreskin completely slid back to show the entire swollen-until-red head.

  I made a loose gentle stroke down his lengthy shaft, damn I wanted to slurp on his cock … my fist couldn’t close fully. But I had to feel the full girth in my hands, so I used both hands to stroke him, clasping around it. It was so thick and weighty. Oh Fuck I wanted this monstrosity crammed all the way up into the depth of my pussy so bad. I jerked on it hard and recklessly, my mouth watering.

  I looked at it real close up to my face, I could smell his dripping pre-cum, I held what I could with one hand, pulled my fist down hard to its base and the skin under the head straightened smooth down the shaft. The texture of the huge raised veins and even the smaller blue-green ones working its way up in me should cause the sweetest of friction against my sensitive walls. I was hot and flustered and wanted to rub on my pussy while I stooped there before him. My pussy was over lubricating itself and I could smell how horny and heated up my pussy was. That gritty textured cock being forced pass my walls should feel ooh so delicious in me, stretching me, and anticipating it shoved hard and fast until it ruined inside my pink pretty pussy canal was driving me over the edge.

  His cock jumped and the veins brightened as it lifted up and hit himself above his navel, the head smeared a thin wet splodge above his navel with his pre-cum and then it fell back down with a bobbing motion. The thick ropy veins roaring through his cock, screaming angrily with its raised tubular lines zigzagging, forking, riddling from the base of his cock to the tip. I even saw a vein slicing between his dense tightened balls, ohhh what power in it, ohhh what might, ohhh how sweet. It was just what I wanted so bad, being stretched. Just what I was afraid of so bad, being stretched, by him and not Michayle.