Daddy's THICK TABOO collection (20 books from Horny House Series)

by Adrian Amos

  I expect him to lay me down, but instead he drops me suddenly, and I bounce off the firm mattress. The sudden fall makes me cry out and burst into laughter, the rush of adrenaline doing nothing to curb my desire. If anything, it sparks me further, and I bite my lip, hungry for what awaits me.

  Daddy crawls up to me slowly, and I scamper backwards, scooting and taunting him to follow me up the bed. For a moment, I feel that childish delight of playing a game with my protector, but it dissipates as daddy pins me against the back wall of the bed and pushes my hands up against it.

  He points to my hands. “No moving, you naughty girl.”

  I keep my hands up against the wall above me as daddy lets go. With my hands phantom subdued, daddy's hands fall to my corset.

  His fingers pinch one of the threads holding the corset closed in the front. “I wonder what my little girl has under here.”

  “I don't know, daddy. Maybe you should find out.”

  “I think I might just do that.”

  With an easy tug, daddy undoes a bosom-compressing knot in the fabric, causing the corset to explode outward in a fantastic show of release, even if my breasts aren't as large as the show. Daddy pulls out all the strings, unveiling the second of a number of firsts. He kissed me for the first time, and now he can see my tits for the first time.

  Heat rises in my face as daddy pulls the corset apart, exposing me, and says, “Oh god, babygirl. Those look so good.”

  I think every girl's self-conscious of her chest, but something about the man you love making silly cooing noises as he admires your body is enough to trump years of self-esteem issues.

  “Do you really like them, daddy?”

  “Babygirl, your tits are so small and perfect. Look at these nipples,” he says, pinching the nubs in his fingertips. My body's response is immediate, a tingling numbness radiating outward from the source of contact. “They're so precious.”

  “Daddy!” I giggle, the shock of his touch forcing my hands to cover my chest.

  “Ah, ah, ah”—he wags his finger—”hands where I left them.”

  I hesitate, but my hands leave my body and go back to the wall behind me, my fingers slipping behind the backboard of the bed to give me something to hold onto, but also to remind me not to remove them again until daddy says so.

  Daddy's hands circle around my small tits, cupping them as he enjoys my body. Gently he holds them aloft, kneads them in his finger, stroking his tips over them in a faux massage ending at the thickening pink nubs.

  As daddy tortures my flesh, I fight my hardest to keep my hands restrained, so badly wanting to bring them down. Not because I want to stop him, but just because it's so hard to stay still when I'm being fondled. I just want to move and squirm, so the restriction of my hands is something I have to focus on in order to keep true to daddy's command.

  And when he finally takes the nubs in his mouth, the grunt from my lips is both pain and pleasure. Oh god! I can't stand it!

  “That feels so good, daddy.”

  His mouth nibbles on my tits, kissing around the edges of my nipples before sucking them into his mouth and binding them in his teeth. He then uses his tongue as a probe, dancing over the nipple, flicking it. His teeth let go, allowing his tongue to circle the nub, until his lips close around, sucking it into his mouth, the pressure intense.

  The suction is powerful, and surprisingly, the best part. I never thought having my tits sucked like this could be so erotic, but the thought of daddy on my tits, latching on like a newborn, causes my hips to lift off the bed. My pussy aches, quivering as daddy feeds off me.

  Daddy sees this and brings his hand down to slap my pussy, the force sending vibrations into my clit. “Bad girl,” he says.

  I fall for a moment, but when daddy's mouth sucks on me again, my hips involuntarily follow suit, lifting off the bed again.

  He slaps my pussy once more, but as I fall my legs spread open, inviting daddy to strike me again. He does so, and the strike reverberates even more, more contact made as his hand reaches more of me.

  He taps my clit in a few rapid successions, pressing the fabric of my panties into my soaking pussy. I groan at the physicality.

  “I guess you need daddy more than you even know.” His hand slips under my panties, and when his fingers slide through my lips, I moan deeply, gripping the backboard hard to keep myself from doubling over. My hips thrust into his hand, my pussy begging to be punctured.

  But daddy merely shimmies his fingers over my clit, a subtle movement that trembles my body with the smallest force. He alternates that with his middle finger pushing all the way through my lips, reaching my hole and tempting it, before sliding it back up through and shaking my clit all over again.

  I'm not a vocal girl. I'm not one to express my desires or tell someone how I want something done. But daddy's motions are so intoxicating and so infuriating, he leaves me no choice but to pipe up. “Push it in, daddy.”

  The next slide of his middle finger curls inward, penetrating me with his longest digit. I've never been so glad to have said something, as the insertion of his finger rocks my entire body. I grit my teeth, the shock reaching all the way to my jaw, locking me in place as daddy enters me.

  I let out a long, drawn-out moan, relief at the desire releasing inside me. His finger remains curled, dragging in a come-hither fashion, brushing against my upper vaginal wall. He caresses the inner mound of nerves near my clit at regular intervals, not deviating as his mouth resumes its lovemaking to my nipples.

  I hold onto the backboard for dear life, the pressure in me mounting as my body is pleasured at two points. The soft tingle from my chest meets in the middle with the sharp stabs from my cunt, mingling to make a tantalizing mixture of relaxation and pain-like pleasure. As they swirl around my gut, they bubble and boil, a sensation like having to pee building up right where it normally would.

  “Oh fuck, daddy,” I groan, “it's so strong.”

  “Yeah, babygirl. You know you like it.”

  “I love it. It feels so good!”

  I realize I had a stopper on my pleasure, a nervousness preventing me from absorbing everything daddy is doing to me. I realize it because the second those words leave my mouth, it's like the stopper is loosened and a rush of pleasure hits me all at once. My mind no longer occupied by the obsession of my own discomfort, the words distract me enough to unfocus my mind and let everything wash over me at once.

  And it does, in a giant wave of orgasmic release.

  “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” I cry out, my hips thrusting uncontrollably into daddy's fingers. On the last 'fuck', my body bursts, a flood of sexual delight numbs me outward from my pulsating cunt. Waves flow out, each crest like Novocaine as it passes over me, injecting numbness into me.

  But it isn't the numbness that's powerful, it's the recovery back to feeling, a deluge of tingling and burning, like a body part waking up from sleep, coming and going as numbness passes over and frees me, only to have it all come back to me in a flash.

  Tears come to my eyes as the sensation passes, exhausting me to the core.

  But the orgasm doesn't kill my libido yet, instead supercharging it, focusing on the desire of my daddy.

  “Daddy, please fuck me. Please! I want you inside me!”

  I let go of the backboard against daddy's command, but only because I'm so ravenous for him I can't control myself. I don't think he'd disapprove!

  I grab his slacks, and with feverish motion, I unzip him and pull his engorged cock from his pants.

  Normally I'd be slow, I'd take my time, I'd want to experience everything at an even pace. I'd never had him inside me before, after all, and I'd normally savor every moment the first time I try something.

  But not now. I can't. I won't. I just want him so goddamn bad!

  The flurry at which I stuff his giant cock into my mouth can't be understated: I devour him as if my whole life has led up to this. And really, maybe it has.

  But the only thing o
n my mind is the salty taste of his skin, the tumescent cock filling my mouth. Thick and engorged, daddy's an excited man, veiny as his cock strains against his libido. I suck on his head, enjoying the pull of his skin as I tug on his cock, adoring the soft foreskin on his hard shaft. I kiss his head, licking up his shaft and then engulfing him completely, pushing him to the back of my throat.

  As strange as it seems, just taking daddy in my mouth is enough to turn me on all over again!

  I hold onto his cock as I scoot backwards toward the wall, softly leading daddy by his dick. I give it one good tug before I bring my hands over my head and cling to the backboard, spreading my legs wide.

  “Take me, daddy,” I purr.

  He gets his elbows under my knees, picking them up a little to turn my pussy up toward him. Without even using his hands, he guides his cock into my cunt, so wet and open he slides right in. His cock breaks through me in an instant, filling me entirely.

  The insertion is so fierce against my pussy I scream out, bordering on yelping in pain. My pussy is still sensitive from my orgasm, tender and receptive to every little bit of sensation. Daddy holds his cock inside me, my pussy squeezing around him, my hands gripping the backboard hard as my lower back tucks in and I brace against the strong urge to push him off my aching cunt.

  But I hold out long enough for daddy to start his thrusting, and when he does, it takes no time for my pussy to readjust, accepting daddy's length with gratitude. It throws out the notion of pain and relishes everything given to me.

  I am his princess, and my pussy shows nothing but appreciation as my tightness gives way to daddy's thickness. I moan in rhythm with daddy's thrusts.

  “Here you go, baby, here you go.”

  His thrusts come rapidly, plowing into me as his long cock takes its rightful place inside me. My arms tire hanging from the bed, so I let go, sinking into the mattress as daddy pulls me away from the back, giving me room to be shuttled across the bed by daddy's powerful hips. He leans into me, pressing his lips into mine, reminding me this is about love, not just lust.

  But sometimes that's hard to remember when you have a cock deep inside you. Sometimes you just want to scream 'fuck love' when lust is being fucked into you.

  At this moment, I'm obsessed with his cock, I want to be in control. I want to ram it into me. I pull away, sit up, push daddy onto his back, and then straddle him. I reach back and guide his cock back into me, pushing down hard on him, forcing him all the way inside me.

  I sit on top of him, my mouth hanging open as the pressure ends in a gasp. I undulate my back, grinding his cock, letting it drag along my walls, prepping me for the harder introduction. I shake my hips back and forth, circling my waist around to get his cock touching every swollen wall inside me.

  And then I lift and drop my body weight, piercing me with his rock hard rod. I don't just drop, I slam into him, bringing my ass down with an audible slap of flesh.

  “Oh, fuck yeah. Ride that dick.”

  Daddy's words are unnecessary as I'm consumed by my own lust, obsessed with pleasure, rocketing my body down on his dick, using every bit of energy I can to fuck myself as rough as I can.

  Daddy groans, I lean forward to rest my hands on his chest for leverage, and he reaches up for my tits. While he crushes my small breasts in his hands, I use the arch in my back to bring my pussy up his shaft and reverse it back down on him, using what muscles I have to produce the same effect of my body weight.

  “Daddy, your dick is so big.”

  “Fuck yeah, it is. You take that dick like a good girl.”

  “I will, daddy. I love how long it is!”

  “This is your dick, babygirl, and that's my pussy.” He squeezes my tits for emphasis.

  “Yeah, daddy, fuck this pussy.”

  Daddy grabs my waist, holding me up so he can smash his cock into me. I place my hands on his, the thrusts so fierce I have to hold on to him. But daddy doesn't relent, plowing deep into me, force fucking me as I'm frozen in mid air.

  “Fuck me, daddy. Oh god, fuck me!”

  Daddy uses his grip on my hips to pull me onto his dick, simultaneously thrusting into me while slamming my weight back into him.

  “Come in me, daddy. Come in me. Fill me up.”

  “Fuck yeah, you want that?!”

  “Shit! Get me pregnant, daddy!”

  “Here I come. Daddy's gonna put a baby in his little girl!”

  “Yes, daddy, yes!”

  His cock rockets into me, slamming so hard I can feel his balls hit my ass. When he finally comes, he pulls me down on him in one triumphant move, piercing me all the way to the hilt. His dick pulses a few times before the first shot of hot jizz escapes him, busting into me like a cannon shot. We both moan in ecstasy as daddy's baby batter finally meets my waiting cunt.

  His ejaculate is so powerful it bathes my inside completely, filling me to the brim with sticky seed. Eight or so pulses later, my pussy is full, draining out along daddy's shaft.

  I lean into daddy's chest, his arms wrapping around me in a hug as we both struggle to contain our breathing and gather our energy. We stay embraced for a long time, not willing to let each other go.

  But I sit on daddy's dick diligently the whole time, enjoying the occasional errant pulse of pleasure, as well as the errant pulse of daddy's cock, trying it's hardest to pump as much seed into his babygirl as possible.

  I let it.

  I let it fill my body for as long as it wants because daddy deserves nothing less.

  And I let it because the longer he stays inside me, the more likely for daddy to get me pregnant. Nothing in this world would make me happier than to give daddy his own child, and nothing would make me happier still if we set it underway immediately. It'll remind us of this night as our wedding night, the first night daddy fucked me, and the same night he got me pregnant.

  That is, if we can even pinpoint tonight as the start.

  Because after a night like this, I think daddy's going to be consummating our marriage every night for as long as he can!

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  Collections from the “Horny House” series

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  About Adrian Amos

  I am a purveyor of smut. The dark kind of smut, or, at least, a little shady. Each of my stories are a little different in their context, focusing on different situations and different groupings of people, but they all have a prevailing, similar theme: characters are about to have some fun times in some ways they never thought possible.

  Usually by a mixture of excitement and force.

  But they always end up having fun...

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