Filthy Daddy's Taboo Erotic Sex Stories

by Amira Bradford

  He shakes his head and says, "Let me." He wraps his arms around my chest, taking the bra ends into his hands, he stumbles at first but then the hooks snaps free. He places his hands on my shoulders, hooking his index fingers under each strap and slides them down my arms and off.

  I am now standing there exposed to his eyes; my nipples harden even more with the coolness of the area. He bends over and takes my left nipple into his mouth as he takes the right nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pinches it lightly. I close my eyes, lean my head back and moan aloud. He flicks his tongue over my nipple, then bites down and tugs ever so softly. He goes between each nipple teasing them to the point of torture.

  Then he stands back up, taking his shirt off, showing off his a well toned torso. Then pulls me into his embrace and kisses me deeply. Our bodies pressed tightly together, I can feel his bulging manhood press against my stomach. I feel his hands slide to my ass and give it a squeeze. Then his hands slide under my skirt, feeling the moist cloth of my panties. He rubs my mound with his whole hand before pulling away my panties. With my skirt pulled up around my waist, he kneels before me, looking up smiling.

  With his hands on the inside of my thighs, he gently pulls my legs apart. He kisses the inside of my knee letting his tongue trace its way up my thigh, stopping just before reaching my center. He switches to the other knee and repeats the kisses up my thigh but this time he doesn't stop. He kisses and nibbles my outer lips.

  His hot breath giving me goose bumps and sending shivers up my spine, all I can do is moan in pleasure, to pleasure no boy has ever given me before. I have been with plenty of boys, even some amazing men but none that have made me feel like I am floating above the world. How can this amazing boy, being a virgin who has never touched a girl before now, make me feel this way?

  All of a sudden his tongue licks my slit from ass to clit and my legs begin to quiver. His tongue slips into my now soaking wet pussy and licks feverishly at my swollen clit. He encircles my clit with the tip of his tongue at first before assaulting my clit with the flat part of his tongue. I feel his finger penetrate my lips and slide into my steaming hot vagina. As he licks my clit, he now fucks me hard with his finger. In and out, lick lick, my body is going crazy with emotion. My legs begin to shake and twitch. My breathing becomes ragged and my moans louder as my orgasm approaches. I call out his name as I cum on his tongue. He laps it up like a thirsty puppy suckling at its mother's nipple.

  Now leaning against the wall, unable to hold myself up, I slide down to my knees in front of him. I look up at him as I undo his jeans and pull them down to expose his pulsating cock. I am in awe at the site of him. He is so large. I reach up and wrap my right hand around the shaft unable to touch my fingers on the other side. My left hand cups his balls, rolling them around I can feel their fullness. As I start stroking this massive cock, I notice the moisture oozing from the head and I lean in flicking the tip of my tongue over the wetness; I savor the taste. I hear him moan and I can't take it any longer. I have to feel him in my mouth.

  I swirl my tongue around the head before engulfing his cock within my mouth. My tongue does a dance on the underside of his cock as I bob my head up and down, taking more in as I go. I feel the head hit the back of my throat and I shake my from side to side, all the while my tongue is still dancing across his shaft. As I come back up, I let my tongue flick over the head before I repeat my way back down. I can feel him begin to swell so I give his balls a slightly tighter squeeze. Then I wrap my right hand around the shaft, squeezing hard as stroke him, my mouth working the head of his cock. I hear him take in a sharp intake of air, and then I feel his cock twitch within my mouth. Just then I feel the first splash of cum hit the back of my throat and I hear ringing.

  "Wow," I think to myself, "bells go off when he cums." Then it hits me, it is the class bell going off, yet I want every drop of his sweet nectar. He pulls me up and off his cock, looking me in the eye with a smile of utter satisfaction.

  He pulls up his pants and fastens them closed, then takes me in his arms, kisses me quickly and says, "Thank you."

  He turns and starts to walk away. I call out, "Steve!" He turns around. "You have plans this Friday night?"

  "No." He says.

  "Good. Pick me up at seven and we will finish what we started here."

  He says, "You mean it?"

  "Yes."

  "Ok. Then I will see you on Friday."

  With that he smiles and disappears around the corner, leaving me with nothing on but my skirt hiked up around my waist...

  The End.

  You Talk In My Dreams

  "Hmmmm.... sleep good?"

  You roll over and snuggle in closer to me.

  "Hmmnnn ... what have we here...?"

  You move your hands down the length of my body and they stop as they bring up on my hands which are holding my legs slightly open. You cup my bum with one hand and your other hand and fingers walk ever so erotically to find my already spread pussy lips. They slither between my own fingers and encounter the seeping creamy moisture.

  "How come you're so wet, already?" your mouth presses against my cheek.

  "I was dreaming about you kissing me all over" I breathed a whisper into your ear and feel you tremble from the touch.

  "Yeah? How was I kissing you?" you coax, as you gently kiss my mouth.. the tip of your tongue teasingly probes in search of mine. You pull the tip of my tongue between your lips and gently suckle, your tongue rapidly flicks its tip. My entire body thrusts upward with a rush and I groan in response.

  "You like that, eh!? Can I do that on other parts of your body?"

  Your own arousal is very evident as you push against my side and I feel your hardness nudging the side of my hip again and again. I turn on my side to face you so I can feel your cock against my tummy but you teasingly say "Nuh uhn un... just keep dreaming about what I am doing to you and don't stop doing what you're doing... oohh my baby...hmmm."

  You ease me onto my back again and suggestively suck my fingertips one by one and place my hands on my belly. My head sinks back into the pillow and my fingers move back to touch myself. I close my eyes and dreamingly move my hips forward.

  "Spread your lips, so I can see your wet little clit... hmmnn!" ... you push the sheet completely off our bodies...."close your eyes...."

  My thumb and middle finger slide on either side of my pussy between my wet lips and move them apart...exposing my clit to the air. With my other hand I wipe some of the wetness away with the inside heel of my hand. Instinctively I move my hand to my mouth and lap the tasty cream. I hear you groan but cannot see where you are.

  "Open your lips wider, baby... oohh yes... it's so nice and slippery wet!"

  Taking my right hand I precisely guide the pad of my middle finger along the smooth surface, starting from the wettest recess of my vagina opening... to the very tip and making tiny swirls around the membrane covering the sensitive head of my clitoris. Without lifting my finger I move it back down to gather more of the cream and again retrace the pathway to the tip.

  You take my hand and again lick each of my fingertips. "Your cunny tastes so sweet, Molly.. make some more cream for me."

  "Touch me, Baby.... oohhh touch me..."

  "You show me how to touch you.... show me... I'll watch and become a quick learner"

  "It's not the same as when you touch me...." My legs move together with my middle finger wedged between my lips. I gently move my finger a little faster as I rub my slippery clit, feeling the sensations in my groin and my mind.

  "Close your eyes, Molly. That's it...stir your cunny!"

  Your hands close around my breasts and push them slightly together. I don't know how you do it but no other part of your body is touching mine... only your hands. Softly you pinch each nipple between your thumb and finger and tenderly you pull on my nipples.. pulling.. lifting my breast. "ooohhh" I feel a tingle in my pussy and my finger continues to rub my clit. . You cover one of my breasts with your mou
th and gently suck the now hardened tip between your lips. You lightly press my breasts together and suck first one nipple than the other... back and forth....

  "Squeeze your clit, baby... rub rub rub..ooohhhh.... so nice.... I can smell your pussy...don't stop!"

  I feel your hands holding my hips on both sides, lifting me slightly.."keep your eyes closed... don't stop.. keep rubbing.... doesn't it feel good!!"

  I sense you move away but in a heartbeat you are touching me again. This time I feel your hand under my chin.. gently squeezing my mouth... kissing my lips and my tongue, licking between my lips prying them open with your tongue. You pull away and instantly I feel a probing at my mouth. A smooth hardness is pressed to my lips... you gently smear my lips with the head of your cock and with your hand you ease its head between my lips.

  "Lick my cock, Molly.. keep your eyes closed... and don't stop rubbing your cunny!"

  Your fist is wrapped around the shaft of your cock and you are holding it in my mouth. You move it along my wet tongue .... pull it out of my mouth with a wet sluicing sound. You gently tap your cock on my chin and lips before pushing it back between my lips again. You do this again and again.

  "This time I want you to lick the head all over and then suck it into your hot mouth... don't stop rubbing your clit.... don't stop... ohhh Molly don't stop.... lick lick.. ohhh suck meee....!"

  Both my hands are between my legs. The sticky wetness is running everywhere... between the cheeks of my bum.... my fingers are rubbing so fast now.

  "I'm so close to cumming Molly.... open your eyes... look at me..."

  Your legs are straddling my chest and you are stroking your cock into my mouth and I lick and suck the creaminess that is oozing out of your cock. My fingers are rubbing so fast so fast... I can feel it building up inside me....oh my god... oh my god...are you saying that or am I.... oh my god. Your face is above me and I look deep into your soul as your eyes slightly open before they close again and I hear you groan with pleasure...

  The glorious tingling becomes stronger and stronger and I slide my finger deep inside my pussy and smear the cream between my lips..... In and out I fuck my pussy with two fingers never once losing contact with my slippery swollen clit. "oh Baby look at me.........I'm cumming.....so good.... so good.....!!

  You become blurry and then disappear as I slide off the slippery end of the universe and become one with the Milky Way.

  The End.

  Emma’s Rules

  I looked up at Emma's beautiful body, marveling at its perfection. She is athletic and toned with pert B-cup breasts which were quivering. Her face is heart-shaped and crowned with thick ash-blond hair cut to a medium length. Her eyes were closed, and her pink lipped mouth was open. I let my gaze travel down her smooth creamy flesh noting the trimmed line of her pubic hair. God I was going to miss her!

  My cock was thick and hard inside her, as I lay on my back. She paused and opened her eyes, looking down at me.

  'John, I gotta say something.'

  'Okay, but quick or I'll come!'

  'You can slow down.'

  'I'll try.'

  'You must promise me, that while I'm away...'

  'Yes?' Just then I would promise her anything.

  'While I'm away, you wont bring any other girls home!'

  'Oh. Okay.'

  'And your cock isn't allowed into any other pussy!'

  'Okay.'

  'You must promise!'

  'Okay, I promise!'

  'And you must be nice to my mum!'

  'Okay, whatever you want.'

  She leaned down and gave me a big passionate kiss.

  'Now fuck me!'

  With that she began riding me, moving up and down my cock, and gasping. Her eyes were closed again, as I pushed hard into her.

  'Oh, oh, oh... that's good...oh oh!'

  It was a really nice hard fuck, it felt like it could go on forever. I am not sure how many times Emma came, but my last was a glorious explosion.

  At last we lay back entwined together, falling into sleep.

  * * * * * * *

  Emma and I are both research students, at the local university. Well it is her local, but it is far away from my parents' home. She and I are both 23 years old. Since we became an item I have moved in with her. As she lives at home, that means sharing the house with her mum. It is great for me because not only do I get to be with Emma, but also it is rent-free.

  The problem arose when Emma was given this fabulous opportunity to spend 6 months doing her research at another university. All expenses paid. The trouble was it was in Australia, the other side of the world! Well she could hardly refuse it.

  Emma's mum Jane and I had returned from seeing Emma off at the airport. It was quite an emotional business. We had traveled in Jane's Mercedes. She is a wealthy widow, and her house is large and well appointed. Emma's dad had died suddenly 4 years ago, and it had taken them a while to get over it.

  Jane looks a lot like Emma. She has the same thick ash blond hair, although hers is if anything more luxuriant than her daughter's. She is slim and elegant with delicate wrists and ankles. Her face is perfectly symmetrical, with a demure mouth and a twinkle in her eyes. At 42 she looks at least 10 years younger, as she takes care to stay healthy, fit and trim.

  Although we got on perfectly well together it was not clear that I was going to be able to stay on the same rent-free basis if I wasn't there to be with Emma. It was tricky. I resolved to be as nice as possible and to make myself useful, by helping all I could. I would see if I could make myself indispensable!

  My first effort in that direction was to offer to help with the grocery-shopping trip planned for that afternoon. So I accompanied Jane to the supermarket, carried stuff, wheeled the trolley and loaded the car. She seemed to like having me in tow, and at her beck and call.

  Before returning we stopped off at a coffee shop for cappuccinos. Jane was wearing an elegant floral dress, with a kind of Audrey Hepburn line to it. She looked quite classy.

  'Well John,' said Jane, 'what are we going to do with you? I suppose you'd like to stay on until Emma returns.'

  'Well, yes I would, if that is possible.'

  Jane was about to reply when a figure loomed behind her and spoke to me. It was a guy I worked with at the university.

  'Hey man, how's it going?'

  'Oh it's okay.. eh good really.'

  'Sorry to hear that Emma has gone. Still Australia- hey it's a great opportunity.'

  'Yeah, it is.'

  'And who is this? Let me guess. Oh I can see now. It is Emma's sister. Didn't know she had a sister.'

  'Well actually, it's...'

  'Got to rush man. See you back at work.' And he left in a flurry.

  I smiled wanly at Jane.

  'Sorry about that! He's a bit uncouth!'

  She smiled.

  'Well its nice to be mistaken for Emma's sister. At my age you need complements like that.'

  'I am sure you must get them all the time.'

  She smiled again. I think she liked being flattered. It had certainly put her in a better mood.

  'We were talking about you, and if you were going to stay on.'

  'Yes, I'm happy to contribute, you know, around the house and stuff.'

  'I could certainly do with some help. I'll give it some thought.'

  'Thank you.'

  'Don't thank me to soon! You haven't heard what I'm going to require from you.' She smiled to herself rubbing her hands together, the prospect seemed to amuse her.

  As she drove us home she was humming to herself and was obviously much happier than she had been earlier in the day. I unloaded the groceries for her when we arrived, musing over her remarks. She employed a cleaner so it wasn't basic housework she was expecting. I wondered what she was going to require of me.

  I found out a bit more later that day. She announced that she was going out for the evening. I was to clear up the kitchen. And there was a basket of laundry to be sorted through. Some
stuff was mine, some was Emma's and some was hers. She thought I knew were everything was kept, so I should have no difficulty in putting it away.

  Well, I suppose clearing the dishes in the kitchen was the kind of thing I had expected. But putting away the laundry was not what I had anticipated. Nonetheless I got on with it. I put the clothing into three piles, and then did the easy stuff first. I knew where all mine went and I had a pretty good idea about Emma's. The remainder had to be Jane's.

  I took it into her bedroom. It is a stylish and well appointed room with a large bed, a dressing table, a desk and an armchair, not to mention a luxurious en-suite bathroom. And of course there were closets and chests of drawers to put things away in. A lot of her stuff was unremarkable and easy to locate- hanging up skirts and dresses and so forth. But her underwear gave me pause for thought. It was variously colored, a lot of it black or plum colored, and frilly or lacey. There were half cup bras, and high leg knickers. And there were thongs! As I imagined her wearing them she began to seem like one very sexy lady!

  Of course once I had put them away I had no excuse for looking through other drawers. But I thought what the hell I'm here on my own and curious, so it would do no harm to just have a quick look. So I did.

  Well in one drawer I found basques, suspenders belts and teddies, all black or plum colored. And in another there were sex toys- vibrators, a rabbit and what I imagined was a butt-plug! And a horse crop! Wow.

  I thought I had better stop, as I was becoming quite aroused by what I was imagining Jane's doing. But I did have a look in the desk drawer. There was a photography album, with pictures of Jane, mostly conventional ones of holidays and so forth. But I had just found ones of Jane in a skimpy bikini, when I heard the door opening. A quick glimpse was all I needed to see what a beautiful sexy lady she is. I put it away quickly, and scampered down stairs.

  Jane was in the hallway, hanging up her jacket. She was wearing a black blouse and a tight black skirt which came to mid-thigh. Her legs were covered by flesh colored stockings and she had on black high heels.