Filthy Daddy's Taboo Erotic Sex Stories

by Amira Bradford

  When she finally got her breath she just swung off me and with glassy eyes tried to speak.

  I just put my finger to her mouth to seal it and said "I know!"

  There was a muffled applause coming from the penis gallery. Dana and I both giggled and I sat up and took a drink of wine. Dana took hers, took a sip, and then smiled.

  "You sure know how to eat pussy!" she whispered in my ear.

  I just smiled and whispered to her "Your turn."

  We set our glassed down and she lay with her head on "Smokey's".

  I crawled up and knelt above her face. Her tongue was already out.

  "Not just yet!" I thought to myself and dipped two fingers into my vagina.

  I slowly withdrew them coated with long glistening strands of my overabundant lubrication cling to them. I slowly brought them to her open mouth and swabbed them across her tongue. She sucked my fingers until she was satisfied she had removed my goo and then I withdrew them, reinserting them, along with another back into my gaping hole.

  This was repeated several times until I had managed to get four fingers in me and then into her mouth. From the way she was squirming I knew she was still ready to go.

  "Later!" I thought and slowly lowered my crotch onto her mouth. Her tongue went deep inside me as I ground down onto her face. I began rocking back and forth against her mouth rubbing myself off on her lips and tongue. I wanted it to last, but knew that in my heightened state it wouldn't. I had nearly cum just eating her.

  I stopped rocking and began lowering my vagina onto her tongue and then raising back up just out of reach. She apparently liked to be teased this way, because she strained desperately to get her tongue back inside.

  Finally I rose totally out of reach and looked down at her. She had a pleading look in her eyes and she mouthed the words I love.

  "Cum in my mouth.......please!"

  I lowered myself back down and ground hard against her face, her tongue buried deep within me and her lips sucking hard on mine.

  Without making a sound, I began that first of many spasms into her mouth. She sucked harder and over and over I orgasmed, her lips locked to me. When I finally stopped spasming, I relaxed a bit, thinking she would release my vagina from her lips, but she kept sucking.

  Call me a bad girl or a nasty slut, but what could I do. I slowly began relaxing my bladder control and allowed a small squirt of pee escape into her mouth. She sucked harder so I just began peeing into her mouth. Her lips never unlocked from my labia as I filled her mouth over and over with hot urine. Not a drop escaped her as she swallowed it all.

  When I was empty, she finally released her lock on me and I slid back, kneeling over her chest.

  "How did you know?" she mouthed.

  I leaned my head down and whispered "You didn't quit sucking! I suppose you want to fill me up now?"

  A sheepish grin and a nod.

  "This is a first!" she announced in Jim's direction.

  She got up and I resumed a position on my back. She turned and squatted over my face and I held her pussy about six inches from my face while she reached down and spread her lips.

  "Ready?" she asked (I didn't know whether she meant Jim or me, so I just opened my mouth). I saw her little urethra expand and a small dribble of pee shot out and into my mouth. This was followed by a larger one, and then a full stream was flowing from her into my open mouth. It's not easy swallowing with you mouth open, but I managed to contain it all and still swallow.

  When she was finished I lifted my head up and licked her as she tried to stand.

  "That.......I don't believe!" Jim blurted in awe.

  "Well she did it to me first!" Dana laughed.

  I saw the glazed over look in his eyes and figured he had probably just lost it.

  Too bad.........We had only got started.

  "You boys like to see a little strap-op action?" I asked as I stood up stretching my arms.

  "I'll go get one!" Carl said jumping from his chair.

  He turned to ask 'which one'?

  "You know what I want......oh, and bring a towel!"

  "Jim, would you get us some more wine? Puleasse!" Dana begged as she held out an empty glass.

  Jim got up and went to the bar. We both noticed he was walking with a little discomfort.

  As he poured my wine I asked "Enjoying?" He just laughed and nodded. Dana and I both knew that answer.

  Carl returned with a towel and my leather teddy with the "Vixen" attached.

  "Wanna blow me?" I asked as I pulled it up and laced it.

  I don't think it would have mattered, but it appeared there were three willing applicants for the job.

  Dana got on her knees in front of me and examined the dildo.

  She looked up at me and I just nodded and mouthed "It is what you think!"

  The next thing I saw was her engulfing that tool to the knob at the base.

  She moved her head back and forth over the dildo alternately jerking it into her mouth.

  This was not her first 'blowjob" by any means. I began squeezing my breasts and forcibly fucking her face. She was most content sucking the tip and jerking it into her mouth. I freed up a hand and gave the inflation bulb a little squeeze.

  Dana felt the knob expand a little and grasped it a little tighter. Back into her mouth went the tip. I squeezed the other bulb and gave her a little shot of 'pre-cum". Her head pulled back a little but she kept her lips over the tip, still sucking.

  When she released the tip from her mouth to take a breath, I gave her another little shot. It hit her lips and she just licked them and sucked even harder.

  She now grasped the base firmly and began stroking the five inch cock with her other hand. She kept her mouth open and her tongue out, and began mumbling over and over.

  "Cum in my mouth......cum in my mouth..........cum in my mouth!"

  Her hand holding the base now went to her crotch and she began frigging herself furiously. Onto the cock went her mouth and she took it all the way in past the knob. I gave the pump one more squeeze and then began humping her face harder. I could feel the trebling in her body as she began to orgasm again and I unloaded into her throat. Five shots of cum went through that cock and past her lips.

  She garbled words and almost gagged as I emptied the reservoir into her. Her hand slowed to a gently rubbing on her labia and I deflated the knob. She just sat back on her butt as my cock popped out of her mouth.

  She laughed a bit and said "What was I thinking?"

  "I know!" I unfastened the dildo from my harness and handed it to Carl.

  "What do you want me to do with it?" he asked.

  I just pointed toward the kitchen. He knew what to do.

  Jim went with him and shortly they returned with it. Jim stopped at the bar and filled his glass from a new bottle of wine.

  "Anyone else?" he asked.

  Dana and I both raised our empties and he came over and poured for us. He also filled Carl's glass, and then sat back in the chair.

  Carl handed me the 'Vixen' and I reattached it. Dana put down her glass and gave it a few strokes.

  "That thing is amazing!" Never seen anything like it!" she said with a little smile. You plan on using it on me again?"

  "This time it goes somewhere else!" I told her.

  She pointed to her swollen labia and then got up on her hands and knees.

  "Doggy.....if you don't mind!" she laughed.

  "That was my plan!"

  I briefly sat my wine on the tile and got behind her. Her opening was swollen and glistening pink inside. I grabbed the shaft and placed it at the entrance to her hole.

  Slowly, she backed into me; the tip entered her and then slowly disappeared into her depths. She took all five inches of the shaft easily and stopped at the knob.

  I gave it a little squeeze and inflated it just a bit. I gave her a little squirt of the warm cum and she gave a little squeal as it shot into her.

  "Ready for the rest?" I asked coyly.


  She just nodded and pushed back into me. I let her do the work and the inflated knob slid past her labia and into her canal. She began to push back and forth against me and I gave the bulb a couple more squeezes so it wouldn't dislodge from her.

  She gasped a little as the 'Vixen' realized its full inflation. "Oh God that feels good!"

  Now it was my turn. I began to jab her rapidly letting her get used to the feel of the tool inside her. She bucked back against me and we got a really good rhythm going as the 'Vixen' was locked deep inside her.

  I kept the pressure of it bouncing against my crotch as she lowered her head to the rug and began squeezing her breast and tweaking her nipples.

  Her breath was coming in gasps as I continued pounding her in helter-skelter fashion not letting her anticipate what I would do next.

  I looked over at Carl and then back at Jim. Their eyes were glued to us, not wanting to miss a stroke. I could see Carl had a bulge in his pants, but was not stroking himself.

  "Get me the towel to put under us! Don't want to mess up the bear!" I ordered. "Oh......and bring a saucer for Dana. She's going to need it!"

  She turned and looked at me with wild eyes, wondering perhaps what I meant, but I think she knew.

  I picked up my glass and drank some more wine as I stoked hard into her. She was going absolutely crazy as each time I pulled back; we remained locked together in ecstasy.

  She began to growl "fuck me...fuck me harder!'.

  Not wanting to disappoint her I stroked deeper and stronger.

  My actions had me on the brink and I knew she must be close. We had been locked in passion for nearly ten minutes.

  "Cum in me.........cum in me now!" she screamed as she stiffened. That's all it took for me and I rammed hard against her and began unloading the 'vixen' into her. Each squeeze of the bulb brought another squeal from her and I had a hard time controlling it while I was also in the middle of a tremendous orgasm myself.

  Five or six shots and it was empty. I collapsed over onto her and tried to regain my breath. Our sweaty bodies stuck together as I almost lay on top of her.

  Slowly releasing the pump I whispered "I'm shrinking."

  She giggled and said "I know!"

  I got off her back and now that the knob was deflated, began to withdraw. As the tip became visible I placed the saucer under her. When the tip fell from her, a small squirt of cum escaped a dropped into the bowl.

  Dana sat back a bit and grabbed the bowl, adjusting the position so the massive amount of cum inside her would not be lost.

  I got out of the way so Jim could see her expel the gooey mess. I saw her belly tighten then a torrent of cum ran into the bowl. She was more than full.

  She looked down at it and gave me a questioning look.

  "Down the hatch!" I ordered.

  She grinned and brought it to her lips and drank it in one gulp. She made a face as she swallowed.

  "That's nasty!" she laughed as she licked the bowl clean.

  I crawled under her and licked a few drops that still clung to her swollen labia.

  "So are you!" I said.

  I turned to Carl and said "Why don't you and Jim go out on the deck and have a cigar!" We have some other things to do and you don't get to watch!"

  Carl and Jim got up and stopped at the bar. Carl got out two cigars and another bottle of wine and they walked out onto the deck.

  "Now we can have some fun!" I said.

  "What did you have in mind?"

  "You'll see!"

  The End.

  Professor

  The door opened and her head peeked in. "Professor? You wanted to see me?"

  He looked up from his desk and nodded, watching her walk into his office. Dressed as usual in a short skirt and a button-down shirt with too many buttons unfastened, she always exuded an air of promiscuity.

  Sitting down in the chair facing his desk, she didn't bother crossing her legs, but left them splayed lewdly open, allowing him a glimpse of her creamy inner thighs and a hint of further delights.

  Closing his book, he looked at her, resolutely trying not to leer at her exposed cleavage. "Yes. I wanted to talk to you about your manner of dress. It's much too provocative for the classroom. Most of the guys are not paying attention to the lecture, but what it would feel like to fuck your tight little pussy."

  "Professor!" She spluttered, shocked at his forward language.

  "Oh hush. You know it's true. Why else would you dress like a whore if you didn't want to be treated like one?"

  "Well, professor," she said was a hint of resolve in her voice, "I like the way I dress, and I like how I feel when I'm dressed like this, so I'm not going to change. What are you going to do about that?"

  "I'm going to do exactly what you want me to do." He said ominously. "Now stand up and put your hands flat on my desk."

  With a defiant toss of her hair, she complied, sticking her ass further into the air than necessary, which was completely fine by him.

  Her defiant look slipped a little when she saw him pull a wooden ruler out of his desk.

  "What...?" She started, but trailed off with a gasp when he flipped up the back of her skirt to expose the perfect globes of her ass, the black thong she was wearing nestled enticingly between her cheeks.

  "I'm going to spank you ten times with this, and you're going to count each one and thank me for it. Is that clear?"

  She nodded, cowed by his authoritative manner. He smiled. Her submissiveness will be very useful shortly.

  "Oh, I forgot one thing." He trailed off as he reached into his desk drawer and pulled out three large binder clips. "I need to put these on first so you truly know how a whore is treated."

  Reaching forward, he turned her to face him, then pulled apart the hem of her shirt, ripping it open to expose her breasts. He knew she wasn't wearing a bra underneath by the visibly hard nipples poking up against the cotton.

  She whimpered as he rolled her nipples in his fingers, making them stand up straight and proud. Hissing, she tried to squirm away as he affixed the clamps to her swollen buds, but was unsuccessful. The clips cut off the blood supply making her nipples throb painfully. Kneeling between her legs, he found her clit already pronounced, and closed the clip around it causing her to buck with a cry. Turning her once more, he made sure her hands were flat against the desktop.

  CRACK! "One. Thank you sir."

  CRACK! "Two. Thank you sir," she gasped.

  CRACK! "Four... thank you sir." He paused.

  "You forgot three. Surely you haven't had enough already?" She could hear the pleased tone in his voice.

  CRACK! "Four. Thank you sir," she repeated. He caressed her reddening cheeks.

  "No. You're still on three. You need to count properly."

  She moaned. CRACK! "Three. Thank you sir."

  With each blow, her ass began to darken, and by ten her skin was bright red and almost hot to the touch.

  Sliding a hand between her legs, he found her panties were soaked through. "I knew it. A true whore." She whimpered audibly.

  He grasped the hem of her panties, pulling them down her legs, baring her bare mound to his view. He slid first one than two fingers inside her dripping pussy, hearing her moan. Fingerfucking her gently, he was pleased at how wet she was.

  Abruptly he pulled his fingers from her and she heard a rustle behind her, and the crinkle of a condom wrapper opening.

  "What...?" She started, but let out a gasp as his hard length filled her completely. With a steadying hand on her hip, he thrust deeply inside once, twice, three times, then pulled out. Suddenly, she felt the broad head of his cock nudging her tiny crinkled asshole.

  "Since you're clearly a whore, I need to find something really tight to enjoy." She groaned as he began to apply pressure, crying out when his cockhead finally entered past the tight ring of muscles. He continued the slow application of pressure until her was buried completely to the hilt.

  Pausing to let her get used to the feeling of
fullness, he then began to slowly, but steadily, fuck her ass. The more the thrust, the looser she became, until he was sure that he wouldn't hurt her. He began to deepen and quicken his strokes until each thrust was buffeting her against his desk. She whimpered as his hips hit the sore skin of her ass.

  Reaching around he jiggled the clip on her clit causing her to orgasm hard, which caused her to squeeze harder around his cock. He gave a roar and came, filling the condom with cum.

  Collapsing on her back, they were both breathing hard. He finally was able to pull out of her ass, letting her slump against the desk.

  "On your knees," he ordered, and she complied with a wary look on her face. He pulled off the soiled condom, and gestured to his cum-covered cock.

  "Clean me off."

  She took him into her mouth, sucking and licking him clean, while his hand fisted in her hair encouraging her. Eventually he pulled away, letting her lean back against the desk looking decidedly -- and deliciously -- mussed.

  "Lay on your back on my desk. I'm not done with you."

  She stood on shaky legs and lay along the width of his desk, after he put most of the items which had been on top of it, on the floor.

  Spreading her legs, he sat in his chair and lowered his mouth to her dripping cunt and began to feast.

  "Please sir. Can you remove the clamps? They hurt so bad." She whimpered.

  Raising his head, he looked at her, surprised she would interrupt her own pleasure. "I'll remove one set -- breasts or clit -- which one?"

  "The one on my clit please." Even though she neglected to call him sir, he removed the clamp and she hissed at the feeling of blood returning.

  He took the stiff bud gently between his teeth, raking it, delighting in her cries of pleasure, her hands tangling in his hair.

  He continued to lick and suckle until she had cum twice and was breathless with need.

  "Please sir. Fuck me. I need to feel you inside of me."

  He stood and walked around the desk. The way she was laying, her mouth was even with his groin.