50 Forbidden Explicit Erotica Sex Stories

by Lexi Sinner

  I stopped only to say, “I want you to come in my mouth.”

  I felt his cock get even harder as it slid to the back of my throat. I don’t have any sort of gag reflex, I thought, as he pumped his dick in my face over and over.

  Jeff stopped spanking me and buried his manhood deep inside of me. He pumped hard inside me and then smacked my ass again.

  “You’re a bad little girl, aren’t you?” He asked rhetorically as he continued to fuck me like a beast. I gasped as he pumped me faster and faster.

  “Lay down on your back,” Henry commanded me. I turned over and Jeff grabbed my legs and pulled me into him. He fucked me hard as Henry hovered over me moving his face to my pussy.

  His cock in my face once again, I began sucking it harder. Jeff pounded me from one end while Henry began to lick my pussy all over again. Sweat beaded up on his chest muscles and abs as he leaned his sexy body over mine. He licked me in a circular motion as his friend explored my hole with his erect rod.

  Jeff lifted my ass up a few inches from the floor and pulled me into him and began drilling into me. Henry licked me raw as I began to squirm. I couldn’t concentrate on sucking his dick and getting fucked so hard, along with the licking action that made me quiver.

  Henry licked harder on my hard nub as I quivered even more. My body began to shake as he found my sweet spot and concentrated his efforts there.

  I felt a range of emotions build up inside of me as I couldn’t focus on anything. My mind centered on Henry licking me over and over again. My pussy was filled completely by this giant dick and this hot, sexy Army guy was licking me off. This was all really happening and I wanted it so badly.

  Oh yes, that’s the spot.

  He licked and I quivered.

  Was he teasing me? I couldn’t take this. Did I need to beg for satisfaction?

  My legs began to shake as he concentrated his efforts solely on my clit. I could feel his warmth on my clit and his breath on my thighs. He licked my clit and I couldn’t keep still.

  I closed my eyes tightly as he repositioned himself to get a better angle of which to continue licking me. I breathed in and out hard and heavy as he brought me to an explosive climax. As I came from his efforts, Jeff pounded his stiffness into me.

  I let out a series of moans as I could no longer control myself. My legs shook profusely and I screamed, “Ohhhh!”

  Jeff came after me and spewed his spunk on my stomach after Henry moved away. I lay there on the floor of the living room nearly spent from the night’s activities.

  I sat up and saw Henry kneeling there stroking himself.

  “Lay down,” I commanded.

  “Oooh, someone’s bossy,” he said.

  Damned right.

  I smiled.

  I hovered my tiny body over his and put his hard-as-a-rock manhood into my mouth. With one hand, I massaged it up and down as I wrapped my lips all around it and sucked. I sucked it harder and harder until he grasped my head with his fingers in my hair and bobbed my head up and down.

  “I’m going to come in your mouth since you’re such a bad little girl,” Henry said.

  “Watch me as I suck you off,” I told him. He sat his body upright a bit and watched my every move.

  I licked his cock furiously as I took all of him in my mouth. I angled myself so that I could fit his entire dick down in my throat. He supported his upright position with one hand, but used the other to put my head where he wanted. I felt used, but I loved every minute of it.

  Actually, I thought, I’m using them too.

  I’d grown tired of my friends telling me of their sexual exploits while I was bound to remain chaste until marriage. That wasn’t the life I’d wanted for myself and deep down, I knew I had to do something about it. These two men seemed like fair game and just when they let me know they were down for some fun, I took advantage of the situation.

  “Suck my cock,” Henry commanded as his pecs glistened from sweaty sex. Jeff suddenly appeared from behind me to rub on me gently.

  “Your pussy is the sweetest pussy I’ve ever fucked and licked,” Jeff said as I suckled hard on Henry’s manhood.

  He added, “I want to taste it one more time.”

  I spread my kneeling position a little further open and he said, “I’m going to lift you up and you can put that sweet little pink pussy on my face. How does that sound?”

  I stopped sucking long enough to say, “Okay.”

  He picked me up gently and slid himself underneath me. I hovered over his mouth and could feel his warm breath on my warm center. He took a breath and I could feel the tickle of his wiggly tongue on my clit.

  “Oooh,” I said as he wiggled his tongue around some more. He spread my lips open and licked my hole. He stuck two fingers deep inside of me and began licking my ass. I squirmed quickly and he held me in place and licked my clit even more.

  Henry controlled my head movements with his hand, shoving himself as deep as he could get into my mouth. I felt as if I could feel his cock deep in my throat and he pumped me harder and faster.

  “I’m getting ready to come,” he announced. “I’m going to come in your mouth.”

  I closed my eyes and let him do as he pleased.

  He pushed himself in and out of mouth as I felt his warm liquid shooting in and sliding down into my throat.

  “Fuck!” He yelled as he clenched up tight and his spunk was ejected from his body and into mine.

  “Ride my face, little girl,” Jeff said from underneath me. He moved my pussy onto his mouth and breathed warmth onto it. He sucked on my clit and moved his tongue around it.

  I rocked my body over his mouth as he said, “Yeah, that’s it. I love the taste of your pussy on my face. Come on my face, baby.”

  He moved me all around as he sucked hard on my nub. I began feeling the same rush of emotions as my body tensed up again. He took that as his sign to lick my clit more and wouldn’t let up until he’d made me come again.

  I burst into a wave of euphoria, this time deeper than the last. I gasped and let out a series of moans.

  As I came, he thrust his fingers inside of me and pushed them in and out.

  “Your pussy is so tight when you come,” Jeff said as he continued fingering me. “I can’t stop fingering you. It’s like your fucking pussy is made of gold.”

  Just as I came on his face, he licked his lips and raised my body from his. I sat there almost spent as he looked as if he’d hatched a plan.

  ***

  “You said that you still have your Catholic school girl outfit upstairs in the attic, right?” Jeff asked.

  “Yeah, I think so, why?” I wondered.

  “We should go up there and find it,” he said with a devilish smile on his face.

  “I’m too tired to fuck you while I’m wearing it, but you can take pictures of me in it,” I told them.

  Was I really too tired to fuck already? Surely I had more stamina than that?

  They looked amused as I added, “As long as you don’t show my face, you can take any kind of pictures you want.”

  Henry stood up and went right to the stairs. “Be right back,” he said as he trudged up to the attic with a renewed purpose.

  A few minutes later, he emerged with a cardboard box. “This was the only box upstairs, so if it’s in the house, it would be in this box, right?”

  “Yep, it should,” I said, taking the box and opening it.

  Inside, I found my blue and green plaid skirt along with my white top.

  “No face pics!” I commanded as I threw the skirt and top on without panties or a bra.

  “Sit on the table, you bad girl,” Jeff dictated.

  “Spread those lips, you bad little slut,” Henry said as he pulled his cell phone out and snapped pictures. I spread my lips wide open, showing off my newly deflowered pussy for their cameras.

  “Unbutton your top and show us your beautiful tits,” Jeff said with an excited tone. We were all naked, but they snapped pictures of me in v
arious positions.

  I sat on the table with my boobs exposed and the skirt not covering my opened legs.

  “Finger yourself so we can get a close-up,” Henry demanded.

  I spread my legs wide and dipped two fingers inside of my wet pussy as they both snapped away. They hovered around me as I listened to them dictate positions.

  I asked Henry, “Grab my phone off of the bar?”

  Jeff stuck a finger inside of me and snapped more photos.

  “Videotape him pounding into me,” I told Jeff. “Use my phone.”

  Henry gave Jeff my phone and he clicked the record button and aimed in at my bald mound.

  I guess I wasn’t too tired to fuck these guys all over again.

  Henry was suddenly hard and grabbed my ass as he thrust into me deep and fast. Jeff moved around us to get a better angle of the action and continued to point the phone at my throbbing pussy.

  Jeff reached his free hand over to my boobs and rolled my nipple between his thumb and pointer finger. That motion tingled all the way down to my pulsating wetness.

  “Take another recording of me sucking your dick,” I told Jeff.

  I got on all fours on the table as Jeff parked himself in front of me with my phone, taping all of the action. I grabbed his cock and swallowed it deeply and hungrily as Henry once again crammed his giant cock into me.

  I stopped and sat up. “Alright, that’s enough for now. I’m pretty sleepy now.”

  They looked disappointed at their erections, but stopped pouting when I said, “Hey, you could always suck each other off.”

  I undressed myself from my school clothes and threw them back in the cardboard box.

  “Wanna all sleep in the big bed in my old room tonight? Maybe we could wake up and take a shower together? This was a lot of fun.”

  Eagerly, Henry said, “That would be fan-fucking-tastic” as he scooped up the box to return it to the attic.

  We all climbed the stairs and lie down in my old bed as I recounted the night’s events in my head. Not only was I no longer a virgin, but these two sexy military guys licked me until I came so fucking hard.

  I lay between Henry and Jeff as they both looked at me curiously.

  “Is there something on your mind, guys?” I asked them both.

  “Yeah, actually there is,” Henry said. “Did you have any of this planned out when we came here to look at the place?”

  I smiled. “I was listening in on the call when one of you talked to my mother,” I revealed.

  “The voice on the other end was super sexy, so I told her since she was sick, I’d come down to show you guys the place.”

  “Yeah?” Jeff questioned me.

  “Yeah. When I saw how hot you both were, I wondered how far I could push you.”

  “So this was your plan all along?” Henry asked.

  “The only problem I had was that I couldn’t decide on which one of you I had to have. So, to save myself the trouble, I decided on both of you,” I told them.

  “Makes sense,” Henry said, nodding.

  “I thought so,” I said sarcastically.

  Jeff looked puzzled once again. He asked, “How did you know we’d go along with it?”

  “You can’t tell me that neither one of you have never thought of fucking the shit out of a virgin, can you?”

  They nodded in agreement.

  “True,” Jeff said.

  “Exactly, and besides that, you thought it was all your idea to get me naked.”

  They shared a laugh and I pulled the blanket up and they both snuggled me tight.

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  TEMPTATION TALES

  Story 15

  Victoria had expected King Cornelius Salinger to be a brute. He had taken her in trade from her husband King Robert James. King Salinger had threatened both of their lives but settled on holding onto Victoria to ensure that King James would listen to his commands.

  “I will not eat with him,” Victoria screamed as a servant invited her to dinner.

  “Ma’am, it is just dinner.”

  “No.”

  The servant woman made her way back to the dining room where King Salinger was already starting to eat. She explained that Victoria was refusing to come to dinner.

  King Salinger was not familiar with having a woman in his household and he certainly wasn’t familiar with someone saying no to him. He was the King after all. It was absurd that a woman would think she had the right to refuse a King.

  He would not have it. As the King this girl needed to know she had to follow the rules, she had to listen when she was given a command. It was not acceptable for him to be denied a request.

  “You go tell that girl it is an order!”

  He tried not to show emotion, but his anger was still very visible. He could not understand why this woman continued to be rude to him. He had been very kind to her since she arrived in his home. He had given her an opulent room, instead of some dungeon to sleep in. He had given her an assistant to help with her needs and he had even provided her with a seamstress who took her measurements and was making her a new wardrobe.

  King Salinger slammed his fist on the table out of anger as he thought about all the ways he was being kind to this woman. Did she not understand how much worse it could be?

  Upon hearing that the King deemed it an order for Victoria to attend the nightly meal, Victoria reluctantly followed the servant woman down to the large dining area. She did not want to show any kindness toward this man whom had ripped her away from her loving husband. Whatever his political motivations, Victoria thought it a horrible thing to do to a woman. She was prepared to be as difficult as possible so King Salinger would want to send her back to her rightful home.

  “Miss Wentworth your highness,” the young woman introduced Victoria as she entered the great dining room.

  “King Salinger Sir,” Victoria bowed as she sat in a chair far away from the King. “I would prefer to be called Misses James as it is the name I took when I married my husband.”

  Victoria did not like that the King felt he had permission to change her name to anything he wanted. She was married and even if her buffoon of a husband couldn’t keep her safe, she was still legally married to him and had taken his name.

  “Does your room not suit you?” The King asked.

  “It is adequate, yes.”

  “Does your servant woman not treat you right?”

  “She does, yes.”

  “Then why do you defy me so!” The King stood up and yelled in anger.

  Victoria was not use to being around a man with such a temper. She instantly flinched and closed her eyes. Although, King Salinger had not set his hand on her in anger at all; Victoria feared that was his intention. Her husband, King James, had a mild manner about him and was very gentle. He tried to be kind toward all and would never raise his voice at someone.

  The King saw her flinch and instantly sat back down. He did not understand this girl and it drove him nuts that she constantly defied him, but he did not want to hurt her. Seeing her flinch like that made him nauseous, he would never hurt a woman. Never!

  In fact, the opposite was true of his thoughts of Victoria.

  King Salinger wanted to touch her so gently that she would choose to stay with him forever. Her porcelain white skin was enchanting to the King and he constantly fought his urges to reach out and let his rough hands feel the smooth touch of her body.

  He often found himself wishing that she would let her blonde locks of hair just hang down so he could admire them. They were wavy and enticing and he still remembered what they had looked like the night he came to King James bedroom and stole her away from him.

  “I’m sorry King Salinger,” Victoria said as she kept her eyes fixated on the ground.

  “You don’t have to be sorry girl! Just eat some food!”

  His anger always got the best of him around women. It was impossible to see inside their minds and know why they mad
e the decisions that they did. The King sat in silence and watched as Victoria took a few very small bites of food and continued to avoid looking at him.

  After about twenty-minutes of silence the King became too frustrated. He got up from the table and stormed out of the room.

  It was exhausting trying to deal with a woman like Victoria.