50 Forbidden Explicit Erotica Sex Stories

by Lexi Sinner

  Rink interjected.

  “I completely agree, Keisha. You are looking unbelievable tonight. All the other girls here? They are nothing compared to you! I love how thick your body is.” he said.

  The girl glanced at Jason and noticed that his eyes were directly transfixed on her sumptuous breasts. She had no idea what to say so she simply finished off the last of her wine. The alcohol was cursing through her body and she found that she was in fact quite enjoying this situation and the praise of the two men. She had to admit that it was sort of a turn on.

  “I have always wanted to be with a curvy girl.” Rink admitted.

  Jason nodded in agreement.

  “Your round body... God, Keisha, you just drive me crazy!” he said.

  The attractive young man placed his now empty wine glass on a side table and leaned in to kiss Keisha. She reciprocated eagerly, all the while conscious that Rink was still in the room but for some reason, she enjoyed that.

  Jason's mouth felt hot and his kiss was passionate. Keisha felt his hand, which had been cupping her face, drop and gently massage her boob. He moaned in to her mouth. He continued to enjoy her wonderful tits as he kissed her and then it seemed he sensed the young girl's innocence.

  Reaching down, Jason took Keisha's hand and placed it on his crotch. Beneath his pants she could feel his large bulge. My god, he felt so firm and hard. He had a huge erection and this was her first time ever encountering such a thing.

  “Do you like that?” he asked her, “Do you like feeling my big, hard dick? That navy seal cock?”

  “Mmhmm!” Keisha replied, loving the way his physique had changed since disappearing off into the military.

  “I bet you'd like to see it, huh Keisha?” Rink questioned.

  “Yes, yes I'd like that...” the girl stuttered.

  The two men exchanged smiles. It felt so dirty to be here with this pale skinned beauty and even better to be her first sexual experience. Jason undid his pants and allowed them and his boxers to drop to the floor. He bagan stroking his impressive boner in front of innocent Keisha. She stared on wide-eyed. Between her legs, she was tingling.

  “I want you to get on your knees and suck that dick!” Rink told her.

  Keisha had never given anyone a blow-job before but she was loving having Rink telling her what to do. She stood up and crouched between Jason's legs. He looked down at her, the anticipation was almost too much. How badly he wanted to shove his white cock between her big juicy lips. He already knew she would suck him better than anyone ever had before.

  Young Keisha delicately licked the cock, running her tongue from base to tip, all along the shaft and then swirled her tongue around the head.

  “Mmm!” she whimpered.

  It was way better than she had expected and all she wanted was his man meat deep inside her mouth. As she licked and slurped, Rink knealt behind her and pulled her tight dress up around her waist so that her big, jiggly ass was exposed.

  Keisha was wearing a tiny, lace thong beneath her dress and the sight drove Rink wild. He planted kisses all over her soft skin and pressed his face between her two luscious globes. The girl was wriggling with pleasure as she sucked on Jason's dick.

  “Jerk me too!” he told her, taking her hand and placing it on his thick shaft, “Jerk me into your mouth!”

  Keisha loved how his pole felt in her hand. He was just so hard! So big! That seamen cock...

  Suddenly Rink pulled her panties to the side.

  Keisha hadn't realized how wet her pussy was until Rink ran his fingers along her slit.

  “Ooooh you are a juicy girl, aren't you!?” he said, “And you have such a pretty little pussy!”

  The girl didn't respond, she was more than occupied with Jason and his dick.

  Rink pushed his finger inside of her and began pleasuring her clit with his other hand. Keisha had never felt anything so intense before. She thought she might even cum there and then but Jason grabbed a handful of her hair and brought her back to reality.

  “Keep sucking my cock, Keisha.” he told her, “Nice and hard!”

  Jason became rougher and rougher, forcing himself so deeply into Keisha's mouth and throat that she gagged. He seemed to like that though as he did it over and over. Tears were streaming down her face but she loved it! She loved that he was using her so entirely for his own pleasure and she was rewarded in kind when he shot a thick stream of hot cum all over her tongue.

  “Fuck yes!” he sighed, pulling his dick free of her mouth and spraying the last of his load on to her face. The white jizz looked so much better on her virgin skin than on any other girl he'd ever seen. Despite just having orgasmed, Jason was sure that he had never felt as turned on as he did in that very moment.

  Keisha was still on her knees but Rink stopped what he was doing and told her to stand up. She did and he pulled her dress up and over her head.

  “Oh you really do have a killer body! Are you ready for your second cock of the night?”

  She really was ready.

  “Lie on the bed then!”

  Keisha lay back on the bed as instructed and Jason pulled her thong down along her legs. He watched her pussy, mesmerized by it as he did so. She watched him lick his lips.

  “You're one lucky man, Rink!” he commented, “Being the first to fuck that delicious slit!”

  They both adored her plump body so much. Keisha couldn't believe it.

  She spread her legs wide for Rink as he climbed atop the bed along with her. Beautiful Keisha was about to lose her virginity. This was definitely better than Biology lab reports, Rosie was right.

  Rink had an impressive dick too. It was about as big as the one she had just sucked and Keisha could not wait to feel it inside of her.

  Rink stroked his cock as he rubbed the tip of it between Keisha's dripping lips.

  “Mmm!” the groaned in unison.

  He grabbed her thighs as he thrust inside. The idea of his thick, hard biker cock was so so sexy. He stared at his dick as he drove it deep into her pussy each time.

  Jason stood at the side of the bed watching.

  “You like that, Keisha? I always knew you were a dirty girl!” he said.

  Keisha reached between her legs to rub her clit while Rink fucked her over and over.

  He was transfixed on her huge funbags. Her tits were bouncing up and down in rhythm with their fucking. Those big nipples, oh yes!

  “You're going to make me... Oh fuck, I'm going to cum!” Keisha cried out, one hand clenching the sheets of the bed.

  “Cum all over my dick, you naughty girl!” Rink said.

  He felt her pussy as it spasmed in ecstasy. Fuck, she was tight! That virgin pussy felt better than he ever could have imagined. Keisha moaned so loudly. Her pussy was dripping juices all over the bed and coating Rink's balls. He loved it.

  “I'm going to fill you with my seed!” he told her.

  Rink came deep iside Keisha's pussy. The feeling was addicting. Almost immediately she wondered when she would be fucked again because she adored being filled so much. He pulled his dick out of her and the two men stood back to admire her used body. Cum was seeping from her now stretched hole and she had the remnants of cum on her face and in her hair.

  Jason and Rink began to redress themselves.

  “Maybe next time you'll sit on my big dick, huh?” Jason asked.

  “I hope that's a promise!” Keisha cooed.

  She couldn't think of anything she'd like more than to fuck that guy.

  He smiled at her.

  “Oh baby, with a pussy like that and an ass like that... you'd better believe it!” he said.

  Keisha was left alone in the bedroom to tidy herself up. As she shimmied back into her dress, she decided that from now on she'd be going to a lot more college parties.

  Story 18

  “Woo, woo, April way to go, girl.” Olivia Swede patted the smaller woman on the back as the nine young women gathered around in the basement of her home.

 
; “Yeah, you sure showed that Murkgreed bitch she can’t kick you around, not after all that you did for her kids.” Jenna Westlake, a cute redhead wearing large eyeglasses grinned.

  “And we’re going to keep this up; we’re going to go after every single snooty bitch.” Olivia’s green eyes flashed in anger. “They started this and we are sure as hell going to end it.”

  “So who’s next?” April looked around at her friends with pride.

  “Darla drew the short straw.” Jenna said. “Our cheerleader’s going after the hunky football coach Keith Madsen next.”

  “Oh, yes!” Darla raised her hands in a victory sign. “I’m going to score big.”

  “You will, babe, and take the phone with the automatic camera.” Olivia added. “We don’t want to miss one bit of it.”

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  The lovely young blonde eased her car to a halt, pulling her sun-shades down. Her large blue eyes followed the haughty little woman in a blue designer dress as she left her home and walked up the driveway to her parked car, a yellow mini. Darla Richmond snorted, sitting behind the wheel of her hotrod red Jaguar across the street. She waited till the woman pulled out of the driveway and drove away towards downtown. She was headed for the weekly super sale down at the mall and Darla knew that it would take the woman at least four hours to get back.

  The blonde nineteen year old gently eased the engine to life and eased the Jag across the deserted street. There were hardly any other cars in this exclusive up-market real estate area at that time of the afternoon. The people who owned houses here had to be really well off, or work for giants in the corporate world. Darla smiled to herself; her quarry for the day was the handsome and successful professional football coach, Keith Madsen, former state level star quarterback and still as dashing as he was back then.

  Darla excitedly stepped out of the car after parking it on the kerb, and with her heart beating faster than her hurried footfalls, she walked up to the front door. Smoothing down her sweater and pushing loose strands of her long blonde hair back in place she pressed on the doorbell.

  “Yes?” Keith Madsen himself answered the door, his six foot six frame towering over the tight-bodied nineteen year old cheerleader.

  “Oh, hello.” She looked up and gave him her most seductive smile. “Um, you must be Mr. Madsen. I’m Darla, the babysitter.”

  “Huh?” He blinked; his handsome face wore a confused expression. “I’m not sure if we called for…”

  “Oh, I’m regular.” She stood on tip toe and lowered herself back down again. “I’m here every time Mrs. Madsen goes shopping. I just got a little late today.”

  “Dang, why doesn’t Julia ever tell me about these things.” He gave her an unsure smile. “But the kids are asleep. And I’m here all day so I suppose we won’t need your services today, Miss.”

  ”Oh, no… I drove all the way here, all of sixteen miles. And I really need the money.” She stared at him with her lovely blue eyes.

  “I can pay you.” He grinned boyishly, his tousled dark hair falling over his grey eyes. “And you don’t really have to stay.”

  “Oh.” She looked surprised. “But… I’m not going to feel good about taking money for nothing.”

  “Actually, that’s fine by me.” He said, smiling broadly. “How much is it?”

  “Um, forty dollars for an hour.” She shrugged. “I usually do the four hours.”

  “That’s cool; I’ll give you the one sixty and forty more for the gas.” He fished into his pocket and took out two hundred dollar bills. “That’s an even two hundred.”

  “That’s very nice of you, Mr. Madsen.” She bit her full lip, looking at him with her big moist eyes. “But I’d still feel real guilty about this. Tell you what, I can hang out here for two hours and you pay me a hundred dollars for it.”

  “Um, sure, if you insist.” He opened the door wide, stepping back. “Come on in.”

  “Thank you, Mr. Madsen… you’re awesome.” She gushed, walking past him seductively.

  “Sure, I can be that.” He grinned and closed the door. “You can watch some TV in the living room; I’ll be in my study going over some old game videos.”

  “Oh, I love watching football, especially the old games.” She touched his arm excitedly. “I am a cheerleader at college, you know.”

  “Really?” He eyed her with some amusement. “Okay, come on up to my study then and I’ll get us a couple of beers.”

  “Oh, cool.” She giggled excitedly.

  “No, wait.” He turned towards her. “How old are you again?”

  “Er… nineteen.” She twirled her curly blonde hair around a slender finger, smiling shyly.

  “Right, a Pepsi for you then.” He smiled tightly. “Come on.”

  He stepped into his study and resumed the paused game video on the computer. It was one of his own games from two decades ago. He was the star Quarter-back who also had a record of the highest touchdowns for 1997.

  “Wow, is that you?” Darla said breathlessly, sitting down on the chair beside him, clutching a can of the chilled fizzy soft-drink. “You look amazing.”

  “Yeah, those were the days.” He sighed softly, sipping his beer.

  “Heck, Mr. Madsen, you still look that amazing.” She eyed him, smiling wide.

  “Ha, yeah, right.” He snorted with a laugh.

  “No, I mean it.” She insisted, touching his bulging muscular upper arm. “Everyone still talks about how great you look.”

  “Everyone?” He raised an eyebrow and laughed sarcastically.

  “Everyone that matters.” She stared at him with her large eyes. “Like the cheerleading squad.”

  “Gee, I didn’t know I still had teenage cheerleaders pining for me. How about that?” He gave her a laugh, shaking his head.

  “You sure do, Mr. Madsen” She said dreamily. “Most of all, me.”

  “You?” He laughed. “Why would a lovely young thing like you even think about an old jock like me?”

  “Because you’re a real man, Coach Keith Madsen.” She said huskily. “And they don’t make ‘em like that anymore.”

  “Geez, girl.” He downed his beer in one gulp. “You’re making me real uncomfortable all of a sudden.”

  “Oh, I’m so sorry.” She said, blushing red. “I didn’t mean to sound like some… er… crazy person. I’m just a fan of your football days.”

  “Yeah, that’s cool then.” He grinned at her, making her belly do a flop. “But those glory days are over… ten years went off too soon. I quit when I turned twenty nine, got a job as coach, got hitched and have two great kids.”

  “So how was it back then, before you got married.” She probed; her blue eyes innocently wide and her enthusiasm fueled by the prospect of the revenge she would be getting for her friend. “Did you have many girlfriends?”

  “As much as any other guy in sports, I would suppose.” Madsen nodded. “And now I’m all married and settled down.”

  “Is it a better life now than then?” She dared to ask.

  “Sure, I’ve made my life; I’m all set with a great house, a wife and two awesome kids.” He paused the game again. “And you’re asking an awful lot of personal questions and none of it about the game.”

  “Oh, I’m sorry… again.” She looked away shyly. “I guess, I’m just a stupid fan-girl geek.”

  “Didn’t you say you were a cheerleader?” He said with a laugh. “As far as I remember, geeks and cheerleaders were different classifications, as apart as night and day.”

  “Yeah, I am a cheerleader, but not on the A team.” She said sadly, and then looked up at him eagerly. “Hey, Mr. Madsen, you’ve seen the best of cheerleaders up close everywhere for years, haven’t you?”

  “I’ve had my share, yeah.” He nodded. “What about it?”

  “I’d like to show you some of my moves.” She touched his arm again. “You know, so you can let me know the areas I could improve at.”

  “No harm in that, I suppose.” He agreed.
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  “Oh, awesome.” She leapt up and yanked her sweater off over her head, standing before him in her skimpy cheerleading uniform. The sheer, tight material delineated every inch of her sexy, teenage curves for his astonished eyes to feast upon.

  She heard his sudden gasp and smiled. Her sexy body always got the same response from every one, and she was the best damn cheerleader in the college. But Madsen didn’t know that and she was determined to put on the show of her life for him.

  “What do you think, Mr. Madsen?” She asked, striking a sexy pose before him. “Do I look good enough for a professional cheerleader?”

  “Uh, sure… yeah, sure you do.” He stuttered, his wide eyes savoring every curve of her tight, young body.

  She enjoyed the look of discomfiture on his handsome face and slowly stretched herself, arching her back and pushing her pert and well-rounded breasts close to his face. She noted a bead of sweat pop on his broad forehead and swayed her hips seductively. Turning around she bent over to touch her toes, sticking her perfectly rounded butt out at him and shifting her weight from one sexy leg to the next. She looked up at him from under her legs and smiled sweetly. He was perspiring a bit more, and he couldn’t seem to take his eyes off her. She stood upright again and walked over to his computer.