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Filthy Daddy's Taboo Erotic Sex Stories

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by Amira Bradford


  "I love your enjoyment juice very much, my love."

  With those words, I prepared to taunt you one final time. Still blindfolded, you felt something around your thick, throbbing mushroom tip, something utterly unfamiliar to you. It was warm and moist as it slid down your shaft, almost like my tenacious pussy. As you felt it sliding up and down your massively aroused member, I leaned into you and kissed your neck lightly. I sucked on your skin and moaned softly into your ear as I pleasured you even more. When I felt you swelling with pleasure, I took off your blindfold and let you view everything I was doing to you. You saw the silicone pussy I was using to taunt your swollen manhood and the vibrating cock ring. I smirked at you as I took away the silicone pussy:

  "I think if I do anymore, it might push you over the edge, my love."

  Stepping away once again, I turned the vibrating cock ring on high. I reached to the rope and let your hands down slowly, then freed them from the bindings while you gave in to the intense vibration around your thick cock base and balls. As I knelt to remove your ankle clasps, I looked up at your throbbing member for a moment. I stood up before you as your equal again.

  "My love, how badly do you wish to ravish me?"

  I stared at you waiting for your reaction, my heart racing, not quite knowing what your response would be to my seductive, taunting ways. My body was still flush with arousal from observing your body undergoing all my taunting. My posture gradually took on the appearance of your sweet innocent lover once again. Looking into your eyes that flashed with fires of passion, I whispered:

  "I am yours."

  I rubbed my finger over the pasties that covered my nipples, and swayed slightly from my intense feelings as I awaited your response.

  The End.

  Weekend Excursion

  The suite was already dark when I entered, and I slowly made my way to the bedroom.

  She was laying there on the bed being a good girl and pretending to be asleep.

  She was doing a wonderful job and looked adorable as she "slept".

  I made my way over to the drawers where the some of the various toys and implements I had brought with me earlier were stashed.

  She struggled to maintain her sleeping, and I saw her squeeze her eyes shut as I approached the bed. Smiling I carefully placed the cuff around her left wrist, fastening it snugly.

  Moving to the other side I secured her slender right wrist, and proceeded to do the same with her ankles. I used a couple of straps tied to the bedposts, to position her exactly as I wanted her... on her back, arms and legs spread.

  She kept her eyes tightly closed and began to turn a wonderful shade of red as her body betrayed her. She was shy about her body, and felt vulnerable when spread open for me.

  I slowly began to carefully unbutton the white dress shirt of mine she had decided to wear, not wanting to wake my sleeping beauty just yet. As I unbuttoned it I planted soft little kisses on the skin I exposed. My tongue moved down her body, starting at her neck, circling both breasts, and continued down to her navel.

  No longer able to pretend she opened those pretty eyes and smiled at me.

  I stood up and removed my clothes, and walked over to the drawer took out the leash, clipped it to her pink collar and let the cold chain slide between her breasts, and down the rest of her body.

  She was breathing harder now, and I could smell her scent. She was wet and when I took the leather handle of the leash and spanked her exposed pussy. She let out a moan and then a small whimper. I rewarded her appreciation with another smack and then another.

  "Princess, open your eyes and look at how wet and ready you are for me".

  She moaned and opened her eyes as her body moved from one shade of red to another.

  "You smell so good baby girl, my pussy wants more attention doesn't it?"

  Eyes lowered she whispers "Yes Daddy it does".

  Slowly I slid one finger inside her, moving it around in a circular motion to be sure I touched every part of her vaginal walls, this of course elicited a couple more moans. I decided those couple of moans needed to be met with a couple more fingers and plunged a second and then a third deep inside her. Bending closer I licked her clit, flicking my tongue all over and around it.

  She jumped and strained at her bonds and let out another much longer moan.

  I got up reached for the blindfold in the drawer and placed it over her eyes.

  A minute later I grabbed the vibrator and let if float softly and slowly over her right breast and then her left, down to her stomach, inside of one thigh then the other, before circling it around and around her bare wet mound. I loved around the side of the bed and touched her in various places and ways at times with my hands, fingers, and other with my lips, tongue, the vibrator, the leash etc.

  My body moved against her and she whimpered in response hoping for my cock, instead I placed the vibrator against her thigh, close enough that the vibrations were felt in her pussy but not enough to cause an orgasm. Her body tensed, her back arched as she tried to move enough to get that vibrator closer to the target.

  I whispered that I would return in a moment and that vibrator had better be in that same position. I let her sit there in silence for what must have seemed like longer than the few minutes with that blindfold on.

  I returned with an ice cube from the ice bucket and pushed it into her.

  She let out a shriek, as the piercing cold sensations of the ice found its way further inside.

  She sucked in deeply and her breath quickened as I took another cube and rubbed it on her neck, and then down between her breasts leaving it there to melt.

  I slid a finger inside her probing for the cube, "It's almost melted baby, you're so hot."

  I bent down and licked the water trickling from her, the warmness of my tongue and the cold of the cube caused more whimpers, squirms and moans.

  I knew she was expecting my cock next, and she was to get it but not in the way she was expecting.

  I moved up over her body and crouched with my knees on both sides of her head. My cock pushed at her pretty, pink, glossy lips. "Suck it." I said but there was no need as she had already opened them to take the hardness into her mouth. She stroked my shaft with her tongue as I slid it back and forth in her mouth. I was getting close already and she sensed that and I could see her move to take it all down her throat.

  I pulled out and moved around and repositioned myself so I could lick her pussy and she could take my cock in a 69 position. As I slid my shaft into that pretty mouth, my tongue found her clit and pussy. I pushed my tongue deep spreading her as much as I could with it, exploring every crease, fold, crevice I could get to.

  She moaned loudly around my cock, and I stopped for a moment "Princess knows the rules correct?"

  She nodded with my shaft in her mouth and I resumed my onslaught on her bare wet pussy.

  She was a woman possessed as she sucked it, I knew she was doing all she could to be sure not to orgasm. She squirmed, whimpered and writhed as much as she could against the bonds when my tongue concentrated on her clit. Her tongue went wild on my thrusting shaft, as muffled sounds came from her throat.

  She was begging to be fucked, though the words were incoherent and impossible to make out the actions were not. I chuckled, and grinned as I sucked and nibbled her clit a bit more.

  She was getting more frantic and desperate in her bonds and I sensed that any further stimulation like this would give her cause to orgasm without my approval.

  I stopped, moved around to the side of the bed, and then to a kneeling position between her thighs. I lowered my body down to hers and kissed her deeply, our tongues meeting and dancing in her mouth. The kiss continued as I slid my throbbing cock inside her.

  Sliding slowly in, then out, and all the way in again. Our breathing quickened as I thrust myself as deep as I could inside her. My lips slid down to the neck, as I kissed and whispered how she was a good girl.

  Her back arched to get more of me inside her a
nd match my movements.

  We were in a good rhythm now and meeting each other movements, her moans and whimpers were increasing and she was getting closer, my thrusts got harder as well.

  "Please, Daddy may I come?" "Not yet baby wait for me"

  I slowed my thrusts down but made sure to stay as deep inside as I could. I felt her pussy tightening around my cock... "Oh God!!, Please Daddy now, Pleeeeeeeeeassssssssssse.

  I sped up my thrust and could feel my cock thicken even more and knew I was close as well.

  "Now Princess, come for me!"

  My body stiffened as I thrust back in all the way, she moaned, straining to get her body off the bed as much as possible.

  I let out a long loud growl and erupted inside her, she tensed, shook and convulsed as she let her orgasm wash over her as my cock squirted again and again washing her inside.

  As the spasms continued I laid beside her, removed the blindfold. We looked into each others eyes smiling. Our lips met in another kiss, I released her wrists and ankles, tucked her in under the sheets.

  I crawled back into the bed, had her curl up against me, my arms around her, her head on my chest, legs intertwined.

  We fell asleep just that way, and woke exactly like that.

  Together, and intertwined in so many, many ways.

  The End.

  Double Tease and Denial

  "Hi sweetie, how was your day?"

  My wife, Patricia, greeted me at the door with a smile, and not much else. She had panties on.

  "Good, but I'm tired. It's been a long week."

  Patricia let me put my shoulder bag down before she took me in her arms and kissed me. I held her in my arms for a while before I heard her say, "Richard's coming over tonight."

  Great. Now instead of spending the evening relaxing, I'll spend the night locked in the basement. I do that for her so Patricia and Richard can have the rest of the house to themselves.

  I let out a sigh and followed Patricia upstairs to the bedroom. It was a few minutes after 6. After I undressed, I stood in the corner with my hands behind my back. Patricia went into the bathroom to take a shower.

  While Patricia was in the shower, I thought about how much I enjoy her sexually teasing me. She has total control of my orgasms. She keeps my cock locked up in a stainless steel cock cage. The only time she takes the cage off is when she teasingly masturbates me.

  Once or twice a week, Patricia has me undress and lie down on the bed. She chains my wrists together to the headboard, and my ankles together to the footboard. After I'm chained securely to the bed, she gets the cock cage key from her jewelry box, and unlocks my cock cage.

  My cock cage key hangs from a gold necklace. She wears the necklace when we go out together, or when she goes to see Richard. If anyone asks her about the key, she calmly tells him or her about my cock cage and how she sexually teases me.

  After Patricia puts the key away, she takes off her clothes, and straddles my thighs. She puts baby oil on her right palm, and strokes my cock. Since I'm locked up, it doesn't take long for me to get hard and ready to cum.

  Patricia's masturbated me hundreds of times, and she can feel through her fingertips when I'm about to cum. Right when I'm almost ready to cum, she calmly takes her hand away. She'll say something like; "I need to stretch my fingers for a while." She waits until I get flaccid enough that the head of my cock is touching my abdomen or leg before she resumes stroking.

  Patricia brings me to the edge of orgasm anywhere from 6 to 12 times. Then, she'll stop, clean my cock and balls with a washcloth, and wait for me to calm down enough to lock back up. Sometimes, she'll squat over my face and have me get her off orally once or twice. Afterwards, she'll lie on the bed next to me relaxing, while my cock throbs from her teasing.

  Around once a month, after the edging, Patricia will let me have an orgasm. It's usually a big explosion. She'll lie on the bed next to me for a while, clean up my cock and balls with a washcloth, and lock me back in the cock cage. After the cock cage is securely locked on, she'll unlock my wrists and ankles from the bed.

  Patricia also has total control of her orgasms. I use my mouth, hands, or vibrators to help her orgasm as much as she desires. Depending on how she feels, I help her have about 20 -- 30 orgasms a month. I'm pretty sure she masturbates while I'm at work as well.

  About two years ago, Patricia decided she wanted a boyfriend. We weren't fucking, and we weren't going to fuck. Patricia and I talked, and I saw how much she missed fucking. I wanted her to be happy and sexually fulfilled, so I gave her my blessing to find a boyfriend. She met Richard a month or so later, and has been seeing him since.

  Once or twice a week, she goes over to Richard's place to spend the night. She comes home the next morning, after I've left for work.

  About a year ago, Patricia told me that she wanted Richard to come over and spend the night once in a while. She gave me a week to figure out where I would spend the night while Richard was in our home. I decided I would lock myself in the basement, so they would have the rest of the house to themselves.

  Patricia came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her head. She sat down at her make-up table. I liked the way she looked with no makeup, but she always made herself up for Richard.

  After Patricia finished putting on red lipstick, she got up and put on a red negligee. I liked seeing her naked, and she obliged me at times, but she always put a negligee on when Richard came over.

  Patricia came over to where I was standing with the cock cage key and my Kali's teeth cock cage. I wondered why she wanted me to wear the Kali's tonight? Usually, she had me wear the Kali's because she wanted to torment me.

  Sometimes, Patricia has me wear the Kali's when she's relaxing in bed and I'm helping her have lots of oral orgasms. It's difficult for me to ear her pussy and not get erect. Other times, she'll walk around the house topless while I'm wearing the Kali's. She knows how much her breasts arouse me, especially when all I can do is look at them.

  Yep, I'm not allowed to touch my wife's breasts without her permission. I have to earn my breast caressing time. Patricia lets me touch her breasts for 2 seconds for each orgasm I help her have. I have to accumulate at least a minute of time before she'll sit down and let me caress her breasts. It's another way for Patricia to tease me with her body.

  Patricia unlocked my stainless steel cock cage, and locked the Kali's on my cock. It hurt at first, but my erection subsided after a couple of minutes.

  Patricia followed me into the basement. As I walked over to the corner of the basement, I saw a naked woman, on her knees, gagged with a whiffle golf ball gag, her wrists locked behind her back to the basement wall.

  "Surprise!" Patricia exclaimed. Yep, I was surprised. Now I knew why Patricia locked the Kali's on me. It was going to be a long, painful night, chained next to a naked woman. I saw that she had another whiffle golf ball gag in her hand. "Put this on, lock yourself to the wall, and I'll explain.

  I buckled the whiffle golf ball gag on my head, and knelt down on the floor by my chains. I locked my leather wrist restrains behind my back to the ends of the chains. I looked up at Patricia, and she was grinning.

  "This is Richard's wife. He came over before you got home, and locked her to the basement wall. She enjoys bondage and sexual teasing as much as you do. Richard and I thought it would be a great idea to introduce you two.

  "However, we don't want you talking to each other tonight. That's why you're wearing the whiffle golf ball gags.

  "Oh, one more thing. If you touch her in any way, not only will I punish you, but I'll let Richard punish you too."

  Patricia turned the baby monitor on, and went upstairs. It was just before 7. I sat down on the floor. She turned the basement light off when she reached the top of the stairs.

  When I could see again in the dim light, I saw that the woman was still on her knees. I relaxed as much as I could. I knew we were spending the night locked in the basement. I wondered if she knew?
/>   After a few minutes my eyes adjusted enough that I could see the woman better. She had shoulder length dirty blonde hair and nice size breasts. Her areolas were amazing. They had to be at least 4 inches in diameter. Her nipples looked like little dark brown bumps on a tropical island. I winced as Kali's teeth dug into my arousal. Yep, Patricia had found a new way to torment me.

  Around 8:15, I heard the doorbell ring through the baby monitor, and smiled. Finally, I'd have something else to distract me from the naked woman's breasts. Something that would cause me less pain from Kali's teeth. Richard was here. I heard them greet and walk into the dining room over the baby monitor.

  I heard Richard ask, "What's for dinner?"

  "Sirloin steak, mashed potatoes, and peach pie for dessert," Patricia replied.

  My stomach growled. I hadn't eaten since lunch and wouldn't be eating until tomorrow afternoon. I wondered when the woman last ate.

  The woman had been kneeling upright since I locked myself in the basement. I saw that she was still on her knees but almost sitting on her ankles. I'd seen petite women do that, but not a woman as curvy as her.

  I won't bore you with the rest of the dinner conversation. It was the kind of dinner conversation any couple might have. The woman and I weren't mentioned.

  After dinner, Richard and Patricia went into the living room and turned on the TV. As to whether or not they watched TV, I have no idea. If Patricia wanted to say something and not let me hear it, all she had to do was turn the baby monitor transmitter off.

  The TV was on for a couple of hours. Sometime during that time, the woman went back to kneeling upright.

  Richard and Patricia went upstairs to the bedroom around 11. Soon afterwards, the sounds of sex came over the baby monitor. I don't think they were putting on a performance, but it's hard to be sure. They were definitely more enthusiastic than I was used to hearing.

 

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