Absolute Sin (Forbidden Older Men: Taboo Erotica Box Set)

by Honey Harper

  She almost forgot about Nick until one of his hands reached in front of her and pinched her nipple, rolling it between his fingers. She broke from her work long enough to look over and watch as he jerked himself, watching her and playing with her chest. Unable to process just how much fun this was and the fact that multiple grown men were getting their rocks off on her, she simply enjoyed herself. Looking at the muscular guy’s face, she could tell he wasn’t going to last long, and she ignored the other two momentarily while she worked him over, sucking hard and finishing him off. He exploded, coming on her forehead, and she smiled, still bouncing on the blond guy beneath her.

  Next, she turned to Jesse, and with a few meaningful licks, he, too, lost his load. She opened her mouth and let him spill onto her tongue, a great deal of his seed dripping down her chin and onto her shirt. As if that wasn’t enough, Nick came with his brother, his explosion all across her back. She looked down at the blond, whose face was a mask of pain and pleasure, liking from exercising self-control. She smiled at him and rocked back and forth, watching him wince and grind his teeth.

  Realizing he was going to hold on till the last minute, she turned her attention to Logan, who still had his eyes fixed on her, his expression serious but strained. Wrapping her fingers around his base, she went at him with a vengeance, her whole body on fire with the feeling of one cock inside her, rubbing at her inner walls coupled with the idea of her stepfather’s dick about to spill into her mouth. When Logan finally came, he threw his head back and screamed, and an electric shock of ecstasy coursed through Hannah’s veins. She swallowed as he came, and her body convulsed with the most intense orgasm, bringing the blond with her as he pulled out and spewed all over her stomach and breasts.

  Having pleased them all and covered in their loads, Hannah rolled to her side on the floor, exhausted. She wasn’t quite sure what transpired around her as she tried to catch her breath, but after a few minutes of serious afterglow, Logan squatted down beside her. She peeked at him and noticed he was fully dressed, likely as the rest of them were as she lay here, nude. “Come with me,” he told her, helping her to her feet and leading her toward the master bathroom.

  She let him wash her, his hands light and gentle and caring as he cleansed her of the evidence of their little party. He wrapped her in his own terrycloth robe and looked her dead in the face. “Are you alright?”

  She smiled. “I’m better than alright. I’m finally satisfied.” She sidled up closer to him with a secretive glance. “I’ll admit, though, I don’t think I need all that to be satisfied. I have the very distinct impression after licking your lollipop that I’d be perfectly happy with just you.”

  He grunted and kissed her on the nose. “We just might have to explore that particular thought one of these days, very soon.” He popped her on the ass. “I’m going to see if I can send these guys home. I think my stepdaughter needs some special attention.”

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  Forced To Fit

  By Angel Wild

  The sun beat down on the deck, and Hannah soaked it up, her skin bronzing perfectly with a thin layer of tanning oil, her eyes shaded by designer glasses. Saturday afternoons were her favorite time, now that she lived in the lap of luxury. Ever since her mother had married Tyler three years ago, life had changed. The man was made of money, and they lived in a rich neighborhood with a huge swimming pool and all the extras they’d never been able to afford in the past.

  And in the last three years, Hannah’s sexual appetite had awoken. At nineteen, she was the girl all the guys wanted, and while she had her standards, she took whatever she wanted. There was only one guy missing in her little collection.

  She heard the splash that meant Tyler was climbing out of the pool, and she adjusted so she could peer at him through her glasses, hiding her gaze behind the dark shades as she studied him. He was all toned, lean muscle, but there was one piece of his body that always drew her attention. As he slicked his hair back and wiped water from his face, her eyes fell to his bathing suit, a bikini that barely covered him, especially the bulge in the front.

  With her experience, she’d seen a lot of cock, and she knew they come in every shape and size. But looking at Tyler now, she could only imagine what his sexy swim-shorts were hiding. He had to be huge, and she watched him every day as he swam his laps and climbed out, trying to gauge just how large he was. From the look of it, he had not only length, but incredible girth. Even soft, he seemed to strain against the thin material of the shorts, and Hannah licked her lips at the thought of what he would feel buried deep inside of her.

  He was the one person she desperately wanted to get her hands on, and seeing as he had married her mother and become her stepfather, he was the one man who was completely off limits to her. But she could let her imagination run away with her, picture what he’d look like hard, in her hand. She’d be willing to bet she could barely close her hand around his cock, and that it would stand tall enough to touch his navel, looking like a giant flagpole against his flat stomach.

  It made Hannah squirm, and she had to reach down and adjust the bottom of her own bikini as her insides twitched. If she could only get her hands on the man, who was parading around the pool even now as if showing off all his assets, she’d know just how good sex could really be. She wanted him inside her, wanted to feel like someone really filled her fully and knew that he was the size to do it. But even if she couldn’t get him in bed, she would settle for seeing it, maybe touching it.

  She watched as Tyler and her younger brother, Nicholas, lined up on the diving board, and she sucked in a sharp breath after Nick was gone and only Tyler stood, statuesque and perfect, on the board. The way the sun shone on him from the side highlighted the white-blond of his hair, but most notably, created a shadow on his leg from the bulge of his package. Like a pro, he barely made a splash as he dove in, swimming halfway across the pool before coming back up and splashing around with Nick playfully.

  With a sigh of longing, she settled back in, closing her eyes and relaxing. She’d have to turn over in a few minutes, but for now, the sun felt good on her face.

  She lost track of time, her thoughts drifting into daydreams of spending hours in the pool, having incredible bouts of sex with Tyler, her pressed against the side and him driving that huge cock into her. She’d heard her mother on more than one occasion while he was driving into her, and the sound of her pleasure assured a promising encounter.

  At least, if Hannah ever got that chance.

  A shadow fell over her, and Hannah frowned, raising her sunglasses and opening her eyes, only to find a dripping wet Tyler looming over her. She held her breath; rarely did she get this close to the object of her lust, and his cock sat right in her line of sight. The closer he was, the bigger it looked, and all she could think right at that moment was how great it would be to just reach out and feel it, determine his actual size by wrapping her hand around it. The only thing that kept her in check, her desire so strong, was realizing that Nick was still splashing around on the near end of the pool.

  She forced her gaze to Tyler’s face, and she saw his eyes twinkling, his lopsided grin as he looked down at her. “You’re going to be a lobster on one side and a snowy owl on the other if you don’t flip soon.”

  She nodded. “Thanks, I think I dozed off.”

  He shrugged. “You weren’t snoring, so no skin off my back. But I figure all your little boyfriends might have trouble with a two-toned girl.” She rolled her eyes at him, and he chuckled. “Listen, keep an eye on your brother. I’m going in to take a shower.”

  The thought of him naked sent shivers down Hannah’s spine.

  “You have somewhere
to be?”

  He shook his head. “No, but if I don’t wash the chlorine out of my hair, it’s going to turn green. And I’d rather look decent when your mom gets home from her charity function this evening. Go ahead and turn over, okay? Just don’t doze off again unless your brother goes inside.”

  “I’m fine,” she told him. She waited till he turned and walked away to flip to her stomach, not wanting to move awkwardly in front of him. She may have created an image of herself, but she wasn’t exactly graceful. She didn’t want to present an unattractive image, even if she never got her chance with Tyler.

  “Hey, Hannah!” She raised her head as her brother called out to her. The twelve-year-old had a bright smile and was wrapped in a towel. “The water’s kind of cold. I’m going inside.”

  She nodded. “Okay, kiddo, stay out of trouble. Play some video games and stay out of the kitchen. I don’t want you spoiling your dinner because you’ve been in there eating ice cream or tearing through the chips.” Honestly, she didn’t really expect him to do that, but she’d just had a thought, something that would perhaps get her everything she wanted but would only get her in trouble if Nick was around.

  Thankfully, he nodded in cooperation and took off running to the house. She could almost hear his heavy footsteps as he pounded up the stairs toward his room, and she definitely heard as he slammed the door to the room, as was his typical way. She smiled and shook her head, but then her thoughts turned to the prospect ahead. If she could pull this off, her curiosity would be satisfied, and maybe she could go on with her life and stop obsessing so much.

  Standing and stretching, she slipped her feet into her flip flops and headed through the sliding glass door, listening to make sure she heard the sound of Nick’s video games upstairs before she turned toward her parents’ bedroom suite. She kicked off the shoes, tiptoeing and feeling almost ridiculous about sneaking through the house. Still, she knew what she wanted, and she was determined to get it.

  She crept into the bedroom, with its opulent canopy bed, and leaned against the wall next to the closed bathroom door, listening to the sound of the shower running and imagining Tyler standing there, water rolling down his sun kissed, soft skin in rivulets through the crevices between his taut, hard muscles. Who was she kidding? She wanted her hands all over him, wanted to trace those deep lines and the rock hard muscles, wanted to cup his ass in her hand. If it weren’t for that penis of his that drew her attention, she’d be solely focused on his ass, perfect and round.

  It seemed like she stood there forever, waiting, and had she not been so anxious, Hannah probably would have found it amusing that Tyler took such long, luxurious showers. But she was too distracted by her singular goal, and she waited until she heard the water come to a stop, silence taking over beyond the closed door.

  She held her breath, ready to act, and when the rattle of the shower curtain opening sounded, she threw the door open and stepped into the bathroom, facing a bare naked, wet Tyler. She caught a glimpse of his face, and while he looked mildly surprised, he didn’t exactly seem shell-shocked, and she instantly let her eyes drop to the secret she wanted to uncover.

  Perhaps she should have been the one startled. At least, based on what was staring her in the face. Everything she’d imagined, all her visions and dreams of Tyler and guesstimates about his size had been way off. She could never have pictured something of this size. No, size didn’t cut it. She couldn’t have fathomed something of that magnitude.

  And she’d be willing to bet he wasn’t even fully hard.

  “You can take a picture, if you want,” Tyler told her as he reached for a towel and began to dry off, starting with his hair. His voice was playful, but for some reason,

  Hannah still felt herself blushing. Why would she be affected that way? After all, it wasn’t like she hadn’t stared dozens of dicks in their one eye before. But this…she thought for an instant about trying to fit that into her mouth and swallowed hard, knowing she wouldn’t be able to get it halfway in, even if she deep throated. And that was assuming she didn’t have to tear the corners of her mouth beyond repair to get her lips around it in the first place.

  And even more frightening, how would that fit inside her? Sure, she was experienced, but she knew she would never stretch that far. And she wasn’t anywhere near that deep. Hannah wanted to stop staring, but she couldn’t seem to tear her eyes away. It was fascinating, more so than she could have dreamed. Gaze locked on the monstrous penis, she said, “Sorry, Tyler, but I had to know.”

  “Well, now you do. Tell me, would you have been that curious about your Daddy?” He wrapped the towel around his waist, nearly forcing her to raise her eyes until they locked with his inquisitive gaze.

  Raising an eyebrow now that she felt less like a pervert and more like a sassy teenager again, she replied, “You are my daddy.”

  He grunted and stepped out of the shower, moving toward her with all his muscles pumping like smooth pistons. He was graceful and sensual, and Hannah found herself breathing in deep gasps, as if she couldn’t get enough oxygen. Leaning one hand against the way and seeming to loom over her almost threateningly, he asked, “Is there something else I can do for you? Or were you just after a peep show?”

  She considered for a moment, and she almost walked away, but she decided she’d already taking a leap off the cliff. She might as well crash and burn while she was at it. Squaring her shoulders, she looked him dead in the eye and said, “Well, I kind of wanted to touch it.”

  A smile curved one side of his mouth, crooked and rakish. “I’ll make a deal with you. You can touch it all you want, but then I get what I want.”

  She frowned. “And what exactly is it you want?”

  He rolled his eyes. “If you think I haven’t heard you screwing your little boyfriends down by the pool and up in your room, you’re lying to yourself.” He took another step toward her, coming so close she could feel his hot breath on her. It made things between her thighs swell in anticipation, as if she expected to get more out of this than copping a feel. “I want what you give them.”

  Not daring to believe what she’d just heard, she scoffed. “Be clear, Daddy.” She placed emphasis on the last word and could actually see his dick twitch, even with the towel draped over it. “Don’t mince words, because I’ve done several things for them.”

  With a completely sober, solemn face, he responded, “I want you on your back, in my bed, spread wide open for me so I can bury myself inside of you and fuck that little pussy until you can’t even move.”

  It made moisture pool in Hannah’s bikini bottoms, and she swallowed hard, her mind bucking against the logistics of it. Of course she wanted Tyler, had wanted him forever now. But that was before she’d discovered just exactly what he was made of. Stuttering, she said, “There’s no way you’ll fit.”

  He laughed, a salacious, almost sadistic sound. “It wouldn’t be the first time I had to force it. And trust me, it’s worth it. Now, if you want to touch it, I’m sure you want to do more than that. Are you game, or are you all bark and no bite?”

  Hannah stood there for several long moments, weighing out her options. She desperately wanted Tyler, and she sure as hell didn’t want to look like a tease who offered something only to prove a liar. But as she imagined the scenario, she honestly couldn’t figure out how he was going to get that massive shaft inside her. It was sure to be painful, wasn’t it?

  Taking a deep breath and solidifying her fate, she reached out, yanked the towel from his hips, and curled her hand around his cock, her fingers not even completing the circle to close her fist. Dear god, what had she just gotten herself into?

  Before she could think twice, Tyler had the bathroom door shut and had pinned her against it, his body holding her tight between him and the only route to escape. Her hand was stuck between them, still holding the massive cock, which pressed against her, felt like a rigid PVC pipe with its girth that had a soft, warm skin stretched over it. She hadn’t realized how t
all he was till now, as that erection pushed against her stomach and almost reached the bottom edge of her bikini top.

  He rolled his hips, rolling the immense organ against her, and the base of it rubbed the top of her mound inside her bathing suit, making those lips twitch and her inner walls flutter. It didn’t matter if her brain could conceive of the idea of fitting him inside or not. Her body wanted the opportunity.

  “I take that as a yes.” His voice seemed to simply slide out of his throat, like a chocolate fountain, and his words were enticing, seductive as he continued to move against her and rile her body up until she didn’t think she could say no anymore. Nodding, she kept silent, not trusting her voice and afraid it would tremble if she tried to answer aloud. She didn’t want to sound like a frightened child, even if she felt like one right now.

  “Good. Now, I’m going to open this door. When I do, I want you to go into the bedroom, take off your bathing suit, and sit on the edge of the bed waiting for me. Is that understood?” His tone reminded her of her father when she was young and in trouble.

  With another nod, she whispered, “Yes, Daddy.” He grunted at her response, his dick twitching, and then the door opened. She released her hold on him and did as he said, though she felt awkward as soon as she was naked in her mother’s bedroom. Still, she sat on the edge of the bed, folding her hands in her lap and squeezing them anxiously as she waited.

  Tyler strode into the room with every confidence, his most prominent feature leading the way, his entire body as visible as it had been when he opened the shower curtain. As he walked up to her, Hannah managed to take a moment to appreciate the deep grooves of the lines where his muscles showed, the efficiency and grace with which they moved, but she couldn’t keep her eyes off the prize for long. Especially since he stopped with that hard on inches from her face.