50 Forbidden Explicit Erotica Sex Stories

by Lexi Sinner

  Dalton tried to wrap his brain around how she would put up the perfect hairdo, but then forget to put on panties. The way her nipples stood out through her blouse told him she had left off the bra too. Could she leave the house angry enough after one of the neighbors called about John and the redhead divorcee that she would up and forget her panties? Did she leave intending to fuck them for revenge or some other guys she might find?

  Dalton looked around at the other houses as the slurping noises grew louder. If the neighbors called about seeing John at the same house for a third time, they had to be watching now. Someone who would call the wife on a guy would be waiting to watch the confrontation. They would be getting an eye full now too.

  Dalton looked back in time to see her pull her blouse up to reveal her pink nipples and double D tits. No bra just like he suspected. Her spit dripped off Branch’s cock onto her tits.

  “I want to eat that pussy,” Branch said.

  She pulled off his cock and gave it long slippery strokes. “I know you do, stud.”

  Branch lifted her up and sat her on the edge of the passenger’s seat of the truck. She spread her legs for him and he went down on one knee with his dripping cock still hanging out. Branch dove in and ran his tongue all up and down her wet, glistening slit. His tongue danced from her clit to her ass and back. She let out breathy moans in response. Victoria made a “V” with her fingers at the top of her pussy spreading herself open and exposing her clit to Branch’s tongue. He inserted two fingers and started pumping her pussy with a wet sound as he licked all around her exposed clit. She moaned and twisted her nipples with her other hand.

  Her eyes met Dalton’s. Something about her being exposed and eaten while she still wore her heels and perfect hair made Dalton rock hard. Her eyes traveled down to his cock and back up to his face without losing her sultry smile. She licked her teeth as they stared at each other.

  “You better get in on this,” she said. “You will never in your life get an offer to work your cock the way I’m willing to do today.”

  Dalton gritted his teeth. He wanted to experience that head twist for himself. At the moment, he still had a job, but there was no way John wasn’t going to discover this any moment. There was no way that they were going to go on moving furniture while he fucked every woman in town even if John fired Branch and hired someone else. This was all over one way or the other. Dalton would never forgive himself if he lost his job anyway and didn’t end up experience that cock sucking masterwork for himself.

  As if reading his mind she leaned back across the seat and said, “Come and get it, when you’re ready for it.”

  She wrapped those impossibly long and beautiful legs around Branch’s back and neck as he fingered and licked her loudly.

  Dalton took a deep breath and ran around the front of the truck to the driver’s side. He opened the door and saw Victoria looking up at him upside down with that sultry smile again. He unzipped and whipped his cock out. She reached for him.

  As he climbed up into the truck, she took hold of Dalton’s cock and started stroking it. He started to sit down, but she pulled him forward by his cock to his knees so that he was straddled over her face. She licked and sucked at his balls as she stroked him and Branch continued to eat her pussy on the passenger’s side.

  She pulled Dalton’s rock hard cock down so that it aimed into her mouth. The tension of the angle was intense and when she started licking and sucking around the head of his cock, he forgot all his other concerns. Dalton grabbed hold of the top of the steering wheel with one hand and wrapped his other arm around the back of the seat to brace himself. She pumped her face up onto and off his cock from underneath. He shook from the intensity of it and grunted as her nose started poking at his balls from her deep thrusts.

  He took his arm off the seat and squeezed her breasts. Holly shit, they were real. He felt around both of them as much from being surprised as from being horny. They were firm, but had the softness that only came from being real. She started sucking him harder and Dalton pulled at her nipples as he gritted his teeth.

  Branch climbed up on the running board and centered his cock on her pussy. He rubbed the head up and down her slit as Victoria continued to suck Dalton’s cock. She reached down farther and spread her lips from Branch. Dalton watched out of curiosity as Branch filled Victoria’s pussy balls deep. As Branch started pounding away at her, her body shook on the seat and her tits bounced in a way that was impossible not to watch. With her head bouncing, it added an extra sensation to her work on Dalton’s cock.

  Branch flipped her up on her hands and knees on the seat. As he drove his cock back into her pussy from behind, Dalton felt a wave of envy. Branch had taken up her offer sooner, so he was enjoying the full rewards of that. Branch grabbed her hips and pulled her ass back into his thrusts up into her pussy.

  Victoria screamed out. She reached out her hand hitting the horn of the truck giving one long blast before she pulled her hand away. Dalton looked around in a panic and started to back out of the truck. John and the neighbors would be coming soon.

  Victoria grabbed Dalton’s cock and pulled him back toward her. She cupped his balls with one hand and worked the base of his shaft with the other. As she went down on him, she added her signature head twist to the blowjob and he forgot all his envy and fear all over again.

  She pulled off of Dalton and slid off of Branch’s cock from behind. She said, “Get under me. I want to be on top.”

  Dalton was about to move, but then Branch climbed in and flipped to his back on the seat with his head toward the passenger’s side. Victoria gave Branch’s cock a few more sucks and then she flipped around to lower her pussy on his cock again. Branch was hogging the pussy and Dalton didn’t like it. He supposed they had never discussed threesome rules before, but still it seemed like courtesy to share the pussy.

  Victoria’s knee hit the horn giving another beep as she settled in.

  Dalton looked around again. “Damn it.”

  Victoria bounced her ass sliding her pussy up and down the full length of Branch’s cock making it slick with her wetness. Branch pulled on and sucked her tits from underneath.

  Victoria looked back over her shoulder and said, “I want you to take me in the ass.”

  She reached back and spread her ass with one hand and arched her back to give Dalton full access. He didn’t hesitate as he pressed the head of his cock against her ass until it popped in. She was so tight and warm. She had clearly not done this sort of thing often.

  Branch took her tit out of his mouth long enough to say. “Hey, I want to take you in the ass.”

  “Settle down,” she said. “You’re still getting the best pussy in town.”

  Dalton held the base of his cock as he slid into her tight ass inch by inch until his balls were flush with her ass. He shuddered from the pleasure. Branch started thrusting up into her pussy and the sensation was almost more than Dalton could handle. Victoria began fucking up and back down both cocks inside her at once. Dalton felt dizzy and started seeing pulses of light in his vision. Soon he was ram-rodding her ass as hard and as fast as he could slapping his hips against her ass with loud claps.

  Dalton opened his eyes to see John standing a few feet away outside the passenger’s side of the truck. He stared with his mouth open. Dalton wasn’t sure if the others had seen him yet, but none of them including Dalton was showing any signs of slowing down. Dalton gave Victoria’s ass a few spanks while John watched and then bowed his head as he put his full energy into fucking her tight ass.

  Dalton realized in that moment that Victoria may have hit the horn on purpose those times because she wanted to be found out.

  When Dalton looked up again, John had his cock back out and was stroking it furiously in the middle of the driveway for everyone to see. Dalton was guessing that John had already unloaded into that redhead’s snatch or mouth. She might have even let him have her ass for all Dalton knew. It appeared watching his hot wife get fucked b
y two of his friends in the moving truck was doing the trick as John grew hard all over again.

  “Oh, I’m going to cum,” Branch said.

  “Fill my pussy with your cum, stud,” Victoria said.

  John moaned outside the truck and said, “Oh, God.”

  Branch groaned and thrust up inside her several times with his cock throbbing. He fell limp on his back under her on the seat with his cock still inside her pulsing pussy.

  She looked back at Dalton still working her ass. “Are you going to fill my ass for me, stud? Is that ass tight enough for you? Oh, I can feel your thick cock swelling. I feel those heavy balls slapping my ass as you fuck my brains out. Fill me up. Fill my ass full of your cum. Give me your load, stud.”

  Dalton squeezed her ass cheeks together with his hands as he thrust deep inside her. His balls tightened and he pumped her full of his cum just like she had told him.

  He collapsed back on the seat heaving for breath and pulled out of John’s wife’s ass as John watched still stroking his cock for everyone to see.

  Victoria climbed off Branch and out of the truck and stood in the driveway with her raw pussy, ass, and tits out for full view in the neighborhood. Her hair was still perfect and she still wore her heels as cum dripped out of her ass and pussy onto the driveway between her shoes.

  John pumped his fist on his hard cock as they stood facing each other. “That was so fucking hot.”

  Victoria got down on her knees in front of her husband. “You can’t touch me, but I’ll give you ten seconds to cum in my face.”

  John groaned as he jerked off harder. She stuck out her tongue and John exploded with string after string of cum splattering her mouth, cheeks, and tits. He let go of his shrinking dick letting it drip on the driveway.

  Victoria stood up licking her lips. “I’ll see you at home for dinner.”

  She walked back to her Mercedes without bothering to cover or clean herself. As she drove away, John bent over heaving for breath.

  He stood back up staring at the two men in the truck and said, “We need to get this stuff to Goodwill and then beers are on me. We got good tips today too.”

  As John walked around to the driver’s side like nothing had happened, Dalton and Branch exchanged looks. The men put their cocks away and got back to work.

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  TEMPTATION TALES

  Story 23

  Matilda put her nervous hand to the gold framed door handle. The building was completely dark but for the slivers of moonlight entering through a glass paneled wall on one side of the massive foyer. She peaked her head out through the door of a rarely used store room, into the vast, open expanse. The place had been meticulously cleaned and the final employees at the university had clocked off for the night, as the clock crept past eleven. She opened the door of the store room and inched forwards, carefully checking all around her as she moved. She caught her reflection in a long, deformed mirror which the university was attempting to pass off as art. She jumped momentarily as she thought she had been caught, before she returned to her senses and realized it was just the uniquely beautiful final year student she had always known. She looked herself up and down and cursed herself for stooping so low.

  To look at, one would never believe she would commit the deceitful crime that she had been planning in her head for weeks. She was tall and slim. Her long black hair hung straight, half way down her back. Her eyes were also dark, as was her complexion. She took great pride in her appearance, epitomized by the lengths she would spend applying and altering her expensive make up until she was completely satisfied. As anyone at the university would testify, it was time well spent. To compliment her perfectly tended to physical characteristics, Matilda always dressed as though she had somewhere important to go. While most of the other students at the university would attend their lectures in just any old pair of jeans and a common tee shirt, Matilda always looked as though she was attending some sort of a formal function. As she looked at her reflection, she half turned to the side to admire her perfect figure in her extravagant, figure hugging black dress. Although she was the one girl every boy in the university dreamed of getting with, none had ever even come close. Despite her constant need to be noticed and to have every boy who looked at her drooling uncontrollably, Matilda was completely introverted. This was in no small part, brought about by her Indian father, a man who was consumed by his work as a doctor.

  ***

  “Under no circumstances is any daughter of mine going away, attending these parties that are all over the news. No way. I have given you a chance to attend one of the most highly acclaimed universities in the country so that you may one day follow in my footsteps. I expect you to achieve the top grades possible and you can’t do this if you start to associate with some of the other low-lives out there. I am trusting you with this my darling.”

  Her father’s words rang loud and clear in her head for years as she meticulously completed every assignment and exam to the best of her ability, adhering to her father’s debilitating criteria. Recently, however, things had all become too much for her. Between the crippling work load of a final year medical student, her obsessive need to impress everyone with her appearance and the utter loneliness of refusing to interact with any of her peers at the university, she had become overburdened in her quest to adhere to her father’s demands. Now, here she was on the eve of her final examination, attempting to break into her professor’s office, in search for the paper she saw him lock in his top drawer that day.

  Her heels snapped against the polished tiles as she made her way through the large foyer of the university building, towards the marble, spiraled stair case that she would traverse to the third floor. She attempted to step quietly, but the sounds of her heels against the marble echoed loudly around the open space. She turned right at the top of the stair case and made her way down a dark hallway. Poorly chosen paintings hung between each door of the renowned professors’ and lecturers’ offices of the university. She reached the top of the corridor, which turned right and began to narrow. She paused at the turn and looked behind her, consumed with an unnerving feeling that somebody was following her. There was nobody there. Finally, she reached the office that she had spent an hour in that day, hopelessly crying to her professor that she needed more time in order to be prepared for the exam that would ultimately define her future.

  She tentatively placed a delicate, manicured hand on the cold steel of the door handle and paused for a moment, inhaling deeply. Although she had been planning this for weeks in advance, for the first time she felt everything that she stood for flash before her eyes. She thought about whether or not she would be able to live with herself if she followed through with this cunning and immoral deed or whether she would rather flunk the most important exam of her life and maintain her sense of dignity. It was her father’s voice rattling through her brain that involuntarily forced the door handle down until it clicked. Having left it unlocked, the professor’s door eased open as Matilda felt a draft of air from inside the room hit her in the face. She again thought deeply about what she was about to do as she held the door slightly ajar.

  She exhaled sharply as she edged into the dark office. It was bland, with cream carpeted walls fixed to a cream carpeted floor and a white ceiling. She squinted her eyes and held her hands out in front of her as she slowly made her way towards the professor’s desk. She stopped in her tracks as her knee collided with the sharp edge of the desk, through the soft fabric of her seductive black desk. She reached into the pocket of the skimpy black jacket that just did enough to cover her shoulders and upper back, searching for her cell phone. She shone its light around the room, taking in her surroundings for the second time that day.

  Professor Cooper had always kept his office in pristine condition, ever since Matilda had known him. She liked to come up with different excuses just so she could visit him here and breathe in his delectable scent. She would sit by his desk, as
king questions, the answers to which she already knew, as his gentle and caring smile captivated her. She did not want to imagine what he would think of her if he ever found out about what she was about to do.

  She slid down the side of the desk to where the papers were kept in his drawer. She reached out a nervous hand and placed it on the handle. It didn’t budge. But she didn’t worry, she knew this office better than she knew her own home at this stage. On more than one occasion she had seen Cooper place the tiny metal key of his private drawer on top of the tall cabinet of files that was stored in the corner. Matilda wheeled the professor’s chair across the room and parked it carefully in front of the cabinet. She removed her heels before climbing onto it and reaching up to the top of the cold surface. She ran her hand across it until she felt the small metal piece graze against her soft fingers. She grabbed it with her hand, drawing it in to her before blowing some dust from her freshly painted finger nails.

  She fumbled with the key, shakily fixing it into its place before turning it stiffly. She opened it and started at the brown envelope, the only thing between her and the grade she so desperately wanted. The grade she so desperately needed. She reached into the drawer with both hands, lifting it from its confined space and carefully unfolding the unsealed envelope. She drew the crisp white paper out and placed it flat on the desk, examining it carefully. She snapped some pictures of the document on her phone as she turned each page.