Rough Daddy Dirty
Page 87
My mind was telling me no but my pussy was only getting wetter. Oh how fuckable the monster looked and felt in my hand. I wanted to sit on it and ride the fuck out of it. A swelling heat permeated in the heart of my pussy, my clit throbbing hard and a deep throb followed. The deep after-throb made my whole inside clenched, clit still throbbing hard with desperate greed for his huge fucking cock to rip up my horny cunt.
I spread his stance wider apart, put my head between his legs and softly licked from his inner thighs up to his dense balls and along the underside of his cock then stretched my jaws wide open to consume the broadened head, swallowed its warm smooth cusp inside my mouth and it made my lips puckered forward sexily around his thick girth, it was so thick it kept my tongue under it in place. I pulled my tongue back and I felt the obvious raised veins. With my mouth still clasped and puckered, I pressed my soft relaxed tongue against the underside of his veiny cock as I gently pulled my tongue back and forward on it. It felt so big and warm in my mouth, it filled my mouth with its heat, but it was how wide it stretched my thin lips around it that made my pussy even wetter.
I shoved my hand under my skirt and pressed two fingers against the front of my cotton panties, pressing on my pussy lips and folds. His head fell back and he released a guttural moan.
“Mhmmm.’
I tightened my lips around him and then plucked it out my mouth with a wet hollow plucking sound,
‘Pluh!’
His head snapped forward and he looked at me, his eyes taken back in surprise at my talent or the small close fit of my mouth. I glazed the underside of the head across my upper-lip with my eyes closed and moaning into the head. The root of my sensitive clit swelled wide from unbearable desire. Imagined this warm heated veiny cock inside my pussy’s canal, stretching it with some hard fuck.
Ohh I wanted his cock. Fuck what my mind was saying. I wanted to fuck it like a horny beast right now. Have my pussy clasped around its thickness, that warm cock inside me. Oh God I want to sit on it. Ride it till the bed breaks, his back breaks, his fucking cock breaks. The world breaks into two unequals. I’ll teach this fucker for having such a good-looking cock, such a pussy-wettingly fat cock. I’ll teach him. Or should I say, my pussy will?
CHAPTER 2
“Let’s go.” I said.
“Where?” Keith asked, his voice quizzical.
“In the bathroom.”
He looked over to Steph. She softly nodded as if giving him an uncommitted, half-okay nod.
I strolled into the bathroom and he followed in pursuit. In the bathroom I still had on my grey skirt and my cotton panties. But now, I didn’t want to keep my underwear on anymore. It was making me too hot and bothered. The tight elastic around the rim of the legs were squeezing me and I didn’t like the feel.
He seemed anxious. He folded me over and roughly slid the crotches of my white panties to the side to get himself into my pink hole. I quickly stood straight as if in resistance. An opened mouth look froze on his face for a short second.
I slowly lifted my grey skirt, pushed both my thumbs down both sides of the thin elastic waist of my underwear, swiftly dragged it from underneath my long skirt and it came off in a rolly twist from around my ankles as I stepped out of it, exposing my naked ass, clean skin, long legs.
I tossed my panty over the shower rod. It had a blue shower curtain with pictures of yellow rubber ducky all over. My skin felt soft to his finger’s touch as I bent over holding on to the face-basin and cocked up my ass to take his Godzilla size into me, doggy-style position. My love-hole jumped, wanting his warm cock betwixt my pussy, now. But fretting if all of that could fit if my tiny fingers barely could fit. Maybe I’ll have to scream to with stand the stretching assault and the kinky thoughts were getting me even hotter. My walls were seeping wet with my goo. My folds silky smooth with wetness. I peeped under and between my legs from my arched-back position. Waiting on his stiffness to be forced through my fleshy hole. My heart went ‘Bo-dum, Bo-dum, Bo-dum’ in my chest and I felt the heavy thud of each beat.
He roughly hoisted the tail of my skirt over my petite round buttocks, the tail bunched scraggly on my back. Roughing up my dress as if he was too eager to stuff it all into me.
I slapped my hand on to the rail of the white bath tub, fingers latched tightly waiting for his entry. I bent and peered at him from between my legs once more, my breasts bouncing forward and back with a slight jiggly feel from me bending my back. His balls were swinging back and forth too. The tiny slit in the center of his fleshy cock-head was damp; he aimed it right at the opening of my slit, my entire body anticipated his cock being worked into me so wickedly, so divine, parting my flesh, stroking into me. Deep. Sensually. Fucking me, rough, hard, mercilessly. I wanted it all.
He braced his hips forward, my shoulder blades squeezed itself together, I felt the very first contact of the tip of his swollen head barely grazed against my swollen protruding lips. My pair of labia had swollen from inside to stick out surpassing my pussy cheeks and were more sensitive than they had ever been. Just that slight touch of his pre-cum on his cockhead felt so warm and tingly chills danced on the back of my neck. His entire penis bobbed upward against the waiting entrance of my slit then it dipped and bobbed up and down slightly after it jerked, like an aftershock. I felt all the jerky nudges of his cock and instantly I felt my hole throbbed hard, my spine tightened. I bit my lips and clenched my toes tight.
He pressed his spongy heated head firmly against the tip of my lips, just barely on the edges of my labia, then smoothly slid it over to press on top of the lip and folds.
“No more teasing please.” I begged, “I wanted it inside right now.”
My arm reached between my legs and grabbed a tight hold of his cock. Damn his cock felt so good even just to hold in my hand like this, I jerked it in my fist twice, savagely and hornily.
My small hand still couldn’t wrap completely around it, it was too thick, too fat. It felt like a textured ten pound giant sausage in my hand, as thick as a plantain. For whatever reason the once broad mushroom shaped head looked even fatter and broader than before. I slid my fingers over the warm slick head. My body jittered. Gosh! I couldn’t take this inside, it wouldn’t be possible to fit. But damn, I wanted him. My urges were confused and I hesitated to shove the head into myself. It was so close to entering me I could feel the heat coming from it. As a few seconds passed with my emotions in limbo, the urge to experience him was taking over. I tried to get a grip of myself. I shouldn’t enjoy my boyfriend’s friend so much, but . . . but, my body, it’s too aroused, pussy too ready, wanting, roaring. Wanting to be fucked hard and good.
I crammed two fingers deep down into my hole. Pulled it back out. My fingers slick with my juices I ran my fingers down the full textured length of him, the pad of my fingertips stroked over the smooth yet sharp zig-zags veins that forked from the root to the tip. The straight and long main vein running smoothly up the side felt like a thick velvet rope, it made the biggest bulge of all cock-veins. A feeling ran through my body. Hot, excited, wanting. So wanting, my belly jerked quietly, like a hiccup of horniness, it nudged my heart rate, my heart speeding and I could feel each beat pounding against my breasts even faster.
I couldn’t control my body’s reaction. I wiped my thumb midway his cock, side to side. God! I wanted this fucking cock. My pussy clasped itself shut and then released. I shouldn’t have another contraction till couple more seconds. But I was so horny my clit jumped again in seconds, one right after the other, pulling my clit inward. I bit my lips. Squeezed the middle of his flesh. My clit jumped again. What’s happening? And just as I positioned the head perfectly at my entrance, my fucking pussy hiccupped again, my belly and body jerked and my hand shifted. Jerking the cock placement off the target of my horny hole. Oh fuck, fucking shove this cock inside me already.
I felt down-below jumped again. I squeezed my fingers around him and tried to settle my nerves, squeezing hard at the root, close to his balls, stro
ked my fist up and down it, jerking him, jerking it, feeling its rock hard solidness between my fist, jerking his big fat cock. I felt it growing even stiffer in my hand, swelling thicker, solid, heavy. It rose higher, lifting my small hand, horniness ravishing through his every veins. He desperately wanted to push his cock into the sweetest place on earth. Inside my pink wet love-hole.
He looked down at my arched back, pushed his hip forward, wanting to fuck me rough, fuck me till my tits fall off. I didn’t see his face, I heard his desperate moans,
“San . . . Sansyyyy . . .” dragging his words and begging,
“Let me push this fat cock inside you, pleeeaase.”
CHAPTER 3
My slender fingers held his cock firm, squeezed it, aimed it to the centre of my slit one more time, determined to keep it steady and get it in. I cringed my face preparing to feel his entry, released it and left it standing stiff in the air behind me for him to delve in my pink overly aroused flesh.
He inched his hips forward toward my ass and slowly forced my lips apart with the tip of his cock, parting me wider and wider to fit the head in and burrow into me. He closed his eyes and deeply moaned as he entered me. He did so ever so slowly; widening and stretching the lips of my entrance. The swollen head slipped in, finding its way too fast down into my pink swollen and sensitive canal. I involuntarily uttered a low moan.
‘Ouch!’
Not loud enough so Stephaney would hear. I wouldn’t want her to know I had already succumbed to his size on entry, to that first sweet popping pain as he entered. But this size of cock made the pop felt as if my hymen was being broken again. I felt searing pain as his gargantuan cock parted through my pussy walls. He shoved himself further into me, deep down inside of me.
CHAPTER 4
I grunted and breathed hard, a loud breath of satisfaction and sweet pain. I felt his huge cock filling me up; filling me up in places I had no idea a man could reach with a cock.
It felt insanely good as he fucked in and out, shoved in and out. My pussy opened up as he withdrew his length then rammed it back down deep and hard into my yearning pussy. I felt the bulbous head banging deep against a sweet spot so deep inside of me and so close to my cervix.
Oh my God, a cock drilling so deep should not feel this good. Such sinful pleasure to have a cock buried so deep. Oh my fucking God. Keith withdrew his cock entirely until it was out of me and left me feeling empty and wanting. As I was just about to exhale, he slammed it back inside my cavernous hole, against the same sweet spot once again. I shut my eyes and tried to settle my excitement at my stretched walls around his cock, but then he made another long withdrawal only to fiercely bury himself inside of me again with one full powerful stroke.
He pulled all the way out again, slammed in, unbearably punishing that same sweet spot deep inside of me. He slammed it again and again and again with power in every strike. Every strike exact. My knees started shaking beyond my control. I felt the rushing orgasm somewhere close by. I shivered hard. He felt I was about to cum too from my hard quivers and withdrew it all out, slammed it in, pulled out, slammed it back in, pulled it out and then as I wanted it buried back deep in me, he didn’t put it back in.
He watched me shaking and cumming helplessly without the cock inside me and as the tremor of my cum took my knees away from under me, and I began to crumble toward the floor. Before my body could hit the floor he held me around my waist and lifted me back to a stand, and once more he rammed his bareback cock hard and deep into my cumming pussy.
Oh my fucking God! I cummed so hard all over his fucking cock.
Despite how weak I got he didn’t stop. He slammed and slammed against my dark sweet spot; I tried to whisper my moans and nothingness.
“Oh God, that feels so fucking good, don’t stop fucking deep in my pussy Keith. Don’t stop, keep fucking me, fucking me, I’m about to cum again.”
The maddening pleasure it made me feel inside didn’t stay steady, it ran from my belly to my spine, to the tip of my fingers, to my toes and exploded with an earth-shaking blast in my glistening clitoris as I came all over his fucking cock again. I was very slippery now, but then I realized he was only shoving half of his cock inside me. What the holy fuck!
“Give me everything Keith. Fuck me hard with everything you got!”
CHAPTER 5
“Are you sure you can take this all in?”
“Oh fuck yes! Stop talking; just stuff all your cock into me please.”
I heard my cell phone rang. I froze, looked toward the bathroom door, It rang again. It went unanswered. Keith stopped moving. He watched me watching the door.
I heard the third ring cut off as if Steph had rejected the call, or answered it. I hoped it wasn’t Michayle calling. How much time did I have left here before it was time to go?
“What time is it?” I asked Keith.
He turned his wrist and looked at the time, and his face pulled back in surprise. He didn’t say the time.
“Shit, we only have five minutes left,” I could hear the surprise in his voice. “Where did the time go? Now I was confused as to what to do. Should I finish this or rush home before my boyfriend gets home for movies and I wouldn't be there? Probably I should grab a quick shower here so I wouldn’t be scented with sex when I reach home.
We heard Stephaney’s voice. She must have answered whoever it was on the call.
I wasn’t worried though. Knowing Michayle and his habit for lateness, I believed he wouldn't be on time. We could go another twenty minutes because I needed to experience Keith fully. I felt Keith’s cock softening inside my cunt. I shoved myself back, and he pulled out and said,
“We have to go. I don’t want to let Mic—”
“Shhh! He won’t be home on time. He never is.”
We heard Steph’s voice, it was clearly in shock.
“Where?!”
Stephaney usually was a quiet voice, to hear her shouting over the phone made me worry. What could that phone call be all about? It couldn’t be Michayle. Could it? God, please don’t let it be my boyfriend. Soon, Steph's delicate fists were banging desperately on the bathroom door. Keith and I both shot our heads through the bathroom door at the same time.
“Hey! Hey! What’s wrong?” Keith half-shouted.
“Mic! Mic!”
My heart stopped beating and my world stopped spinning. Why would Steph be so surprised by Michayle’s call?
“Get a grip Steph,” Keith said as he hastily scooped up his pants and began to pull it up. I stood there frozen without my panties, looking lost. “What about Mic?”
“He’s coming down the passage!”
“What?!”
“He’s coming down the hallway right now!!!”
“But . . . But . . . How?” Keith stuttered.
My heart kicked up the beating pace and strength. It was thudding so hard in my chest, and for a split second, I was dazed. It was my worst fucking nightmare unfolding right here before my eyes. Mic will totally pass out if he ever discovers I was fucking with another man; and not just another man but his friend.
There was a knock on the door,
‘Dum, Dum, Dum!’
Without a doubt that was Michayle’s voice calling from the outside of the house,
“Steph! Open up! I’m here!”
I wanted to collapse without my panties on.
TOO BIG TABOO MASSIVE MEN 4 – Dark Explicit Sex Short Story
Young Women Broken Hard Series
Book 4
ABBEY PERRY
~
Everyone has a little Taboo. What’s yours?
~
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 4
CHAPTER 1
/>
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 1
Keith threw the bathroom door open. The bathroom smelled of sex and Stephaney glanced at my perky young tits, they were a firm pair with a paler tone shaped like my bras. She stared at my bright pink nipples and exposed vagina for a second too long.
I knew she was interested. I had never seen her looked at me with such darkly ravenous eyes. Maybe she was turned on by my young naked and petite body. She finally broke the trance and tore her gaze away looking to Keith. She signaled for him to close the door with her one hand then brought a single finger to her pouted lips indicating for us to stay quiet.
Keith obeyed; he closed the bathroom door, and we remained quiet. Steph waited for a second just looking at the natural color of the closed door that we were hiding behind maybe to brew things in her head as what next to do.
‘Dum, Dum, Dum!’ It was an impatient pounding that I heard on the door. Then I heard Stephaney coughed, clearing the tingly nerves that were clustering at her throat and then turned the door’s knob. She cracked the door open.
“Hey, where’s Sansy?” was the first thing I heard Michayle ask her. As if guilty her answer came out a couple of seconds late,