50 SHADES of SEX: Mega Collection of 50 Erotic Short Sex Stories (Daddy Daughter Sex Stories,Babysitter Sex Stories, Hot Wife Sex Stories, Quickie Sex and More)

by Hunt, Lexi

  He was more than enthusiastic about a sixty nine to completion, which was something she would never have consented to before Cindy’s arrival in their lives. The first time James had spurted wildly into her mouth she was so deeply involved in her own spectacular orgasm that she had simply gulped reflexively. To her surprise, it had given her a feeling of power and satisfaction…and a deep pervading sense of pleasure. She had since become addicted to the act. Even if they didn’t finish that way, when Tina initiated sex, they always started this way. Tonight Tina was determine to take James all the way to the creamy finish.

  She tugged him over her face with his face pointed towards her upturned toes, and immediately took as much of his long thick cock into her mouth as she could. James eagerly lifted her skirt and slipped off her panties…and then he did something he hadn’t done before. He began to lick the skin of the flat belly she had worked so hard to regain after the birth of their second child. Tina shivered and wriggled at the delicate touch of his tongue, increasing her efforts to swallow his cock.

  “She wants you baby, doesn’t she?” Without taking her mouth off his cock, she nodded yes. It was foolish to have thought he wouldn’t notice.

  “She wants to do what I’m doing right now baby, she wants her tongue tracing its way to your sweetness instead of mine. Tina moaned and her legs sprawled wider, her shaved slit straining towards his hot slippery tongue.

  “Oh Jesus,” she moaned around his cock, “Yes baby.”

  “You want her too, don’t you baby?” James said, bending forward and licking the hard nubbin of her clit. She yelped with pleasure as she thought of Cindy’s delicate pink tongue in her most secret of places. Her legs closed around James’ head as she began to ride his tongue. The cock in her mouth got no more attention, only what it was getting from James fucking it in and out of her throat. Her throat muscles were all relaxed now and she was too involved to worry about gagging, and he was fucking all the way down to the base of his cock now as she concentrated on the image of Cindy down there licking her clit. She was so woud up that the soles of her feet were pressing his head into her pussy as she came, howling around the pumping cock in her throat. The scalding heat of his cum against her throat sent her over the precipice and into the dark warmth of sweet oblivion.

  He had raised up and stripped off her clothes completely as she lay inert in the aftermath of her orgasm. When she came to her senses, James was holding her close and kissing the skin of her neck and her ears as she clung to him. It was thrilling enough to feel his lips on her skin and his arms warm around her, but it was his words that electrified her.

  “I don’t mind if you want her baby, if you want to get naked with that little cutie go right ahead…I’d love to fuck her myself but I don’t think she likes men.” Tina’s blood ran cold for a second, but she couldn’t fault him for being honest with her. He was even conceding that she could have sex outside their relationship when he could not.

  “You’d…you’d let me have sex with Cindy and wouldn’t expect to get sex from somewhere else too?”

  “All I want Tina, is for you to feel the ecstasy that I see in your face when she flirts with you. Nothing on earth gives me more pleasure than seeing you truly hot and bothered baby,” he said. “I’d give anything to watch you, but I know how private you are. All I ask in return is that I get to wake up next to you every day for the rest of my life.”

  It was said quietly, and with such love that Tina was filled with warmth and passion for this wonderful man she had married. She slid down his body, doing the things she knew he loved. At the very end, she closed her lips around his throbbing cock, and squeezing his balls as he emptied every drop of sperm from them.

  James took the girls and went to visit his mother on the next Friday night, leaving early to make the three hour drive before dark. Tina, dressed only in her terry cloth robe with nothing beneath, sat on the sofa waiting for the doorbell to ring.

  The doorbell rang and Tina jumped nervously at the jarring sound even though she had been anxiously awaiting it. Cindy was waiting expectantly at the door, dressed in her school uniform, as usual. Her eyes lit up when she saw how Tina was dressed. “Mr. Sanders’ car is gone,” she said in a soft voice.

  “I sent him to his mother’s house with the girls,” Tina whispered. Cindy stepped inside and carefully closed the door behind her, clasping her hands behind her back and leaning against the door.

  “Mrs. Sanders…” Cindy began.

  “Tina, please call me Tina…”

  “Tina,” Cindy whispered. She pulled her arms from behind her and wrapped them around Tina tightly, pulling the excited and frightened married woman close. “Tina…” Cindy’s smooth sweet lips pressed against her own and Tina felt a wild streak of lust flash through her as Cindy’s taut breasts pressed against hers.

  Cindy pulled away and she slipped the blue blazer from her shoulders and they were staggering across the living room to the sofa. Their kisses became deeper and more exploratory. Tina found herself searching the deepest recesses of Cindy’s fresh tasting mouth, her hands itching to touch and explore as well. Cindy started it, slipping her dainty hands inside the soft terry cloth robe, the tips of her fingers tracing the soft contours of Tina’s breasts. Tina’s groan of desire escaped her lips as Cindy’s thumb and forefinger closed around her nipple. “That’s what I like,” Cindy whispered.

  Timidly, Tina unbuttoned the remaining buttons on Cindy’s white blouse and tugged it open. Cindy’s breasts were taut and well formed, and Tina could see absolutely no tan lines. For some reason the idea of the bold young beauty tanning naked in the sun thrilled her. Tina found one of Cindy’s tender nipples and squeezed it between her own thumb and forefinger. “Yessss!” Cindy cried. Tina desperately wanted more.

  Cindy was kissing her neck and softly sucking her earlobes, sending electric waves of pleasure coursing through Tina’s body. In the course of their explorations, somehow their clothes floated to the floor, and Tina was raptly exploring a nude female body other than her own for the first time. It was so easy, so natural to find the spots that would elicit desire and pleasure because they were the same on Cindy that they were on her own body. It was also easy to find new places because she could reach spots on Cindy that she couldn’t reach on her own. She softly licked the sensitive skin behind Cindy’s knees and the small of her back.

  Tina found herself licking the skin at the crack of Cindy’s ass, and in a bold move that surprised her, she pulled the cheeks of Cindy’s ass apart and tongued the puckered ring of the girl’s ass. Cindy’s reaction to that was one of wide eyed surprise and a squeal of pleasure. Tina immediately pointed her tongue and penetrated the tight ring…causing Cindy to go rigid, her fingers shredding the sheets as she came repeatedly from the anal caress. Eager to share the pleasure, Cindy wrapped herself around Tina and plunged her tongue into Tina’s ass. They remained in a tight sixty nine position, Tina sending the tip of her tongue into Cindy’s secret pleasure spots and Cindy doing the same to her. They were exhausted when they finally separated. Instead of rolling over and going to sleep as James usually did, Cindy crawled up close, pulling Tina’s head to her breast. Tina had no idea how long they kissed and cuddled, but when they finally slept, Tina’s thigh was between Cindy’s. A playing card wouldn’t have fit between them.

  Tina awakened after an hour or so. Cindy’s face was beautiful in the dim glow of the living room lamps. Tina was in awe of what she had learned about herself. Looking down at the sleeping nude form intertwined with her own body, she felt desire rise in her again. Carefully, Tina rolled the sleeping woman over onto her back. When Cindy lay on her back, her arms flung wide and her legs were wide as if she were waiting to welcome a man between her legs. Tina examined the structure of her own body and then the structure of Cindy’s. Slowly she crawled between Cindy’s widespread legs and lowered her mound to rub against Cindy’s. As she had guessed, when she pressed her mound against Cindy’s the resulting pressure brought p
leasure to her clit. It was more indirect than contact with a man’s penis, and more subtle and delicate. It was also more intimate, and more suited to her gentler side. Sliding her hands beneath Cindy’s shoulder blades, Tina matched her nipples to Cindy’s and began to gently undulate against her. Without opening her eyes, Cindy’s legs spread wider and her arms came up behind Tina to pull her closer. Their lips met softly and the two melded together, writhing in exquisite pleasure. There was no hurriedness, no rush, it was slow and fluid and felt otherworldly to both of them

  After what seemed a sweet eternity to Tina, the pleasure knotted in her belly and began to blossom into a fire that was almost painful. Their movements increased in speed and pressure, but with none of the roughness one felt when a man began to pound into them…though it was no less pleasurable, just very different. Cindy began to quake first, the power of the first orgasm leaving her mouth open in a silent scream of ecstasy. Her arms wrapped tightly around Tina’s neck, her hips began to flop as if she had lost control of them and her moans became continuous. Tina’s orgasm was drawn out and infinitely sweet, without the sharp crescendo that she felt with James. It was indefinably different, but in its own way, the most satisfying orgasm she’d ever had.

  Tina gazed into Cindy’s eyes when it was over, and she leisurely swept the hair away from Cindy’s face. “Do you like men too?” she quietly asked the radiant beauty. Cindy flushed and shook her head no. “Then we’ll have to keep this between ourselves, won’t we?” Cindy smiled and kissed her new lover with a satisfied smile.

  Daddy Doesn’t Know I’m A Virgin

  “A Rough and Reluctant Virgin Sex Encounter Between Stepdad and Daughter”

  SYNOPSIS:

  A rough and reluctant virgin sex encounter between stepdad and daughter.

  I felt a little shiver of nervous anticipation as Ethan pulled up by the side of the road just a short distance from my house. He switched the engine off and then turned to face me.

  It had been an OK first date. Nothing majorly fancy or particularly out of the ordinary, but we had got on well and I was attracted to him, so that was all that mattered to me. That wasn’t surprising though; Ethan was totally hot! He was tall and athletic, with big brown eyes and a mischievous smile that could melt me in seconds! We had first started flirting at my eighteenth birthday party a couple of weeks back, and since then the sexual tension between us had just grown and grown. Whenever I bumped into him at school I could feel my face visibly turning red as I spoke to him, so I usually had to make some lame excuse about being busy and scurry away. For some reason, he just had that affect on me.

  I hadn’t had a crush like this since... well, a while. The entire thing completely baffled me too, because I wasn’t normally interested in boys or dating. I was generally quite shy, and would usually rather have my nose in a book than go out chasing guys or partying with my friends. I suppose you could call me a nervous character, but for some reason I had recently started coming out of my shell more and more. I put it down to the fact that I had turned eighteen, so I had some sort of weird new perspective on life. Either way, I knew that something was beginning to change inside me.

  “I had a really great time tonight, Laurie” Ethan said, hitting me with one of his smiles and making my stomach do a somersault. I felt my face flushing and managed a weak smile in response to his statement. I had got through the night on facial expressions and muttered gestures so far, so why should our farewell be any different? He smiled again and chuckled under his breath.

  “You’re not much of a talker are you” he said, leaning close to me. I didn’t know how to answer him, so I just remained silent. I looked at him as he smiled again. His lips were slightly wet, and looked very inviting. He was close. Very close.

  “It’s ok” he whispered, his lips now only inches from mine “we don’t have to do any talking...”

  With that his lips were on mine, pressing in a gentle and yet passionate kiss. I felt my heart thumping in my chest and had to stifle a little squeal as Ethan slipped his tongue inside my mouth and began to explore its warm opening. He then cupped my right breast with his hand and began squeezing hard, rolling and kneading my flesh in his hand so that I shuddered. I had barely even kissed a boy before, and now I was letting one touch my perky tits. I felt so naughty!

  I was really getting into it – so much so that I didn’t notice the sound of a zipper, nor did I notice Ethan shifting his position in his seat. Then all of a sudden I felt Ethan’s hand on the back of my head, grasping at my long, auburn hair. He yanked my head back, making me squeak with shock, and causing little sparks of excitement to sip through my body. Then he slowly began to ease my head downwards, into his crotch. I gasped when I saw his huge erection, but somehow I just knew what to do. I opened my mouth and allowed him to guide me downwards onto it – feeling him twitch and throb as he entered my mouth. I had never sucked a cock before, and I was shocked at how easily I was taking to the idea. I swirled my tongue over his shaft and heard him groan slightly. He pressed down on my head even harder, so that his entire length was filling my mouth. I grasped the base of his shaft and squeezed, then began to suck – hungrily. It was like I had completely lost control of myself, but I didn’t stop to question my actions. I just felt how wet my little white panties were becoming and began sucking even more hungrily.

  I felt Ethan’s thighs tensing and relaxing where he sat, obviously straining under the pleasure I was giving him. It felt so naughty! I was sucking a guys cock for the very first time, right outside the house where my stepdad was, fast asleep. I felt a familiar twinge in my pussy at the thought of my stepdad, and sucked even more hungrily on Ethan’s cock, trying to shake the thought out of my mind. It was a shameful secret, and a strange fantasy – one that I couldn’t seem to shake off. But it was true. I had always had a strange crush on my stepdad! How dirty! How wrong!

  “Fuck yeah, babe” Ethan grunted – and I suddenly realised that I was sucking him even harder now and now lightly squeezing his balls with my free hand. I was so completely lost in the moment, spurred on by confusing feelings and naughty thoughts as my panties filled with cream. When did I become so naughty?

  I felt a strange, burning shame and my cheeks began to glow red once more. But it was a strange kind of shame – and one that seemed only to make me feel all the more horny. I moaned softly as I felt Ethan’s cock beginning to twitch in my mouth, and I braced myself for my first ever taste of cum!

  But instead I was jolted away from my sexy little scenario by a feeling of complete shock and dismay. A loud thud on the driver’s window caused us both to jump, and I screamed. I looked up to see none other than my stepdad – staring through the window with a face like thunder. I had never, ever seen him looking so angry in all my life. The mere sight of it made me let out another little scream, covering my face in complete humiliation and shame.

  “Out of the car NOW!!” he bellowed, racing around to the passenger side and practically wrenching the door off it’s hinges before I even had chance to grab the handle. He grabbed me by the scruff of the neck and yanked me out of the car so that I nearly fell to my knees before him. Then he proceeded to drag me up the path towards the house, squealing and stumbling yet not speaking any word of protest. I knew I’d done wrong.

  Ethan said nothing. He made a strangled gulping sound when my stepdad pulled me from the car and then nothing. I heard him slamming the car door and then speeding away just as my stepdad and I reached the front porch. I tottered on my red stilettos as my stepdad dragged me through the door, and then hurled me against the stairs. I fell onto them with a thud, cowering and looking up at him with eyes streaked with tears. How the hell was I going to explain this to him?

  “What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Laurie?” he shouted. His eyes were blazing and his face looked strained. It was weird, though, because I couldn’t quite read his emotions. He looked angry, there was no denying that – but there was something else. I couldn’t quite put my f
inger on it.

  He towered over me, breathing heavily and I fixing me with a murderous stare. I went weak at the knees. How the hell could I answer his question?

  “I... Daddy I....” I began but it was no use. His eyes were clouded with rage and I knew that anything I said wouldn’t be enough for him. He’d made up his mind what I was – and there was no changing that. He must think that I was nothing more than a cheap little slut. The thought made tears spring to my eyes, and I quickly blinked to try and rid myself of them.

  That was when I noticed Daddy’s pants. Or rather, what was in Daddy’s pants. As he stood over me, I could see a huge bulge in his crotch. At first I thought it must just be the fabric of his trousers, but the more I stared the more I saw how the fabric around there was tightening. Daddy had a huge erection, straining against the fabric so hard that it looked like it might spring free at any minute. At that moment I realized that he was for more than merely disappointed with what he had just seen me do.

  “I’m sorry, Daddy” I said in a quiet voice, casting my eyes to the floor. I slid one leg slowly down the steps where I still lay against the stairs, so that my skirt crept further and further up my thigh. The nervous energy that had consumed me when I was in the car with Ethan had returned. I looked up at my Daddy with innocent eyes, peeping through my long lashes as I rubbed my ankles together nervously, feeling the fabric of my long pop socks catching against the straps of my heels. My skirt inched its way further up my leg as I did so, revealing my smooth, tight thighs. Daddy’s pants grew even tighter.