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

by Honey Harper

  Emily rolled her eyes. “It’s not like you can’t hit ‘rewind’ and go back. And besides, I think, just maybe, you needed the exercise after sitting around watching the tube all day.”

  He shrugged with a wink. “It’s nice to change things up a bit every once in awhile.”

  As he dove back into his TV programs, Emily headed back to the kitchen, drink in hand, to figure out what she was going to make for dinner. She’d garnered David’s attention once tonight. Maybe, if she put together the right recipe, she could manage to do it again. Yes, she could definitely get used to looking – and touching – her Daddy.

  Her First Time

  By Honey Harper & Lola Minx

  My step-dad Parker had been planning a long weekend camping trip with the family for months. But at the last minute, my mom had to work and my brother decided he’d rather play a Call of Duty marathon with his geeky online friends. Parker wanted to call the trip off. I’m not much for camping, but I had a plan. I convinced him it would be great for the two of us to spend some “quality” time together. Parents are so easy to manipulate sometimes.

  Parker’s one of the sexiest men I know; broad shoulders, narrow hips, totally kissable lips…and I’m sure there’s a nice sized package on that beautiful body. And I’ve seen him looking at me, when I was around on weekends from college, or like now, home for the summer. I had a whole collection of short skirts and cropped t-shirts to wear around the house, just for him.

  I’ve seen him watching me, then trying to cover up his erection, ducking behind the kitchen counter when I come in from the pool or shifting around on the couch with a pillow or the newspaper in his lap when I make a point of dancing through the living room. It makes me so hot to see him watching me, trying to hide his erection, how turned on he is. And then, later, thinking about him as I play with myself. Do you think of me, Parker, while you jack off? Do you fantasize about fucking me, pounding me from behind, or think of me kneeling in front of you, sucking your dick? I think about you, Parker.

  I wanted him to do all that to me, take me as many different ways as he knew, make me pleasure him, teach me what to do to get him off. This trip would be the perfect time, alone with Parker, no family around. Even though I was in college, I wasn’t getting any kind of education in sex. And I wanted to learn everything there was to learn, and I wanted to learn it from Parker.

  The camping trip got off to a great start. We’d found a secluded spot on the other side of a lake from the rest of the campers. I walked down to the shore, leaving Parker setting up the tents. The weather was warm and I’d brought the tiniest bikinis and shorts I owned. I was hoping Parker would relax enough to take advantage of being alone with me, in a beautiful secluded wooded campground with no one else around, a gorgeous lake all to ourselves.

  “Lily, help me get this stuff unloaded.” Parker was rummaging around in the back of the SUV, dropping things on the ground. I walked back up from the shore and stood next to him, brushing my breasts slowly against his arm. He pulled away, giving me a funny look. He coughed and then smiled, looking away, pretending to be busy with something in the car.

  “Nice being alone for a change, isn’t it?” I bent over to pick up my sleeping bag from the ground, my skirt riding up my creamy thighs, letting him get a good view of my ass in the process. When I straightened, I met his eyes. He didn’t look away this time, but held my gaze. He was flushed, lips parted. I think I found your weakness, Parker.

  “Yeah, it is.” His voice was husky. “Lily…” He reached out, touching my arm. I moved toward him, dropping the sleeping bag. His hands found my breasts, touching them gently, tentatively, through my thin t-shirt. He was looking down at his hands on my body, as if he couldn’t believe what he was doing. I reached down, pressing his hands against my tits.

  “Oh, Daddy, that feels so good.” I arched my back, my breasts filling his hands as he squeezed them. A low moan escaped his lips at hearing me call him Daddy. So taboo – so naughty – so hot.

  “Oh, god, Lily…this is what I’ve wanted for so long. You don’t know…” His eyes met mine. They were suddenly hot with lust, his lips parted, his breath ragged. “I’ve wanted you for so long.” He leaned forward, catching my lips with his, brushing his hot mouth over mine, his hands now crushing my tits. I opened my mouth and soon we were locked in a hot kiss, tongues thrusting back and forth, lips bruised against each other, Parker groaning against my mouth.

  Parker slid one hand away from my tits, reaching down to cup my ass. He pulled me hard against his body, his erection pressing into my stomach. His fingers worked their way under my thong, sliding into my cleft, probing, making me moan. I wiggled back and forth, the friction between us making his hips twitch. He broke our kiss with a gasp.

  “Lily...oh, fuck…we need to stop this.” He was still holding me against him, hard, his hips undulating, pressing his erection against me, in no way appearing to want to stop. The hell we stop this. We just got started.

  “No, Daddy, we need to take this further.” I broke away, grabbing my sleeping bag and his hand, dragging him toward the tent he’d set up. I threw the bag inside, pulling him in after me. I undid the bag, flung it open and sprawled out on top of it. Parker was kneeling by the tent door, looking a little hesitant.

  “I want you to teach me, Daddy, let me in on what makes you hot, what gets you off. I want to learn to do everything to you—to any man—to drive you wild.” I looked up at him. “Use me, Daddy. Use me—and teach me.”

  With a groan he crawled into the tent, covering my body with his. Our hands were everywhere then, pulling his shirt off, yanking my skirt up around my waist. He pulled my shirt up, groping my breasts through my bra. I was fumbling with the zipper on his jeans, his erection pulling the fabric tight. He sat back, watching as I finally got the zipper down and worked his jeans over his narrow hips. His erection was huge, springing free of his jeans. Hmmm, no underwear. How convenient.

  He looked down, watching me as I saw his cock for the first time. He was watching me intently.

  “Lily, I want to watch you touching me. I want to see your hands on my cock.” He was looking at me, eyes half-closed. “Touch me, slowly, using just your fingertips. Touch me everywhere, Lily.” He rose up on his knees, his cock pointing straight out in front of him. I’d never seen a cock like this, just there, with an open invitation to play with it however I wished. To do anything I wanted with it – all mine.

  With the boys at college, they were all fumbling in the dark to stick themselves inside me as fast as possible, intent on a quick fuck and nothing more.

  Kneeling in front of him, I ran my fingers softly over his cock, amazed at how soft it was, but so very hard at the same time, and hot. As my fingers ran up the underside of his shaft, he gasped, his cock twitching at my touch. I kept up my explorations for a few more minutes. Soon Parker was moving his hips, slowly pumping them back and forth.

  “Oh, yeah. That’s right, baby. Stroke it now. Make a circle with your fingers, like this…” He held his hand up, curling his fingers in to his palm. “….and slide your hand up and down my cock.”

  I moved closer, sliding my hand over him as he watched. After a minute, he reached down and stopped me.

  “Slide the whole thing, not just over the skin. Like this.” He held my hand in his, moving both our hands and I felt the difference, the skin of his cock sliding over the shaft. “Otherwise it’s just friction. This is better. Much, much better.”

  I worked his cock with my hands for a long time, him directing me, telling me to change hands, or use both hands, or to move them in a different way. I reached down at one point to rub his balls. That made him moan loudly, his cock thrusting and twitching in my hand. I rubbed them harder. He jerked away from me, grabbing my hand to stop me.

  “Stop, I don’t want to come just yet.”

  I obeyed, watching as he fought for control, his breath coming fast.

  “I want to fuck your mouth, Lily. I want come on your beau
tiful face. I want to teach you how to suck cock. Do you want to learn that, Lily?” His voice was husky.

  Hell, yes, I want to learn to suck your cock. I nodded.

  “Good. If you want to learn, then I want to teach you to be a good little cock sucker.” He grabbed my head and gently pushed it down toward his erection. As he held his cock with one hand, I licked the end, sliding my tongue into the slit, licking the crown. Then he slid the head of his cock between my parted lips. I moved it around in my mouth, swirling my tongue over the soft skin. Finally he pushed his cock further into my mouth, past my teeth, and I felt how hard—and how big—his cock was as it filled my mouth.

  “Suck on it, Lily, like a popsicle.” His voice was low and seductive as he instructed me. I sucked slowly and gently at first, got a moan in response, and knew I was on the right track. I sucked harder, pulling more of his cock into my mouth, working it as far into my mouth and throat as I could. Parker’s hips were moving, rocking back and forth, his cock thrust in and out as I sucked. I started bobbing my head in time with his thrusts and soon he was moaning and grunting.

  I realized how turned on I was by all this, how wet my pussy was. I snaked one hand down between my legs, finding my clit and rubbing it in time with his thrusting cock. I looked up and saw him watching everything I did, watching as his cock slid between my lips, watching me play with myself. Seeing him watch me, I exaggerated all my movements, pushing out my full lips, sucking loudly, and spreading my legs further so he could see my hand rubbing between my legs. You want a show Daddy; I’ll give you a show.

  Instant gratification: Parker started thrusting his hips faster, his thick cock twitching in my mouth, gasping and moaning with each thrust. I sucked harder, working his cock as far back in my mouth as I could, the head hitting the back of my throat, making me gag, tears rolling down my cheeks and my eyeliner streaking my lower eyelids as I struggled to take him into my mouth. He grabbed my head then, holding me hard, pushing into my mouth, every couple thrusts making me gag again. I stopped sucking, letting him use me, letting him fuck my mouth, never taking my eyes off his face.

  “Ah, Lily. Oh, fuck…fuck…” His words became inarticulate moans and then he was thrusting even harder, once, twice…suddenly he pulled his cock out of my mouth, grabbing it with one hand, still holding my hair with the other.

  “Keep your mouth open! Oh, shit…damn…Lily…” I opened my mouth, sticking my tongue out. He jerked his cock hard a few times and then a spurt of hot liquid hit my face, running down my cheek. I closed my eyes as more landed on my face, spurt after spurt, now hitting my tongue and filling my mouth. I swallowed instinctively. It was salty and creamy, not what I expected.

  “Lily…oh, Lily, baby…” Parker was breathing hard, his naked chest covered with sweat. He let go of my hair and sat back on the sleeping bag, holding his still-hard cock, creamy liquid dribbling from the end. Before he could say anything, I leaned forward, licking the last drops from the head of his cock, sucking gently for a moment.

  With the last of his come still on my lips, I reached up and kissed him, flicking my tongue into his mouth.

  “Can you taste yourself?” I’d read that in a book somewhere and now I had the chance to say it to Parker. He licked his lips, smiling at me.

  “You’re a good little cock sucker, Lily, better than I’ve had in a long time.” Parker was stroking my hair, looking at my face. “We need to get you cleaned up.” He grabbed his shirt and wiped the rest of his come off my face, then tossed the shirt in the corner of the tent.

  “But what about you, Lily? You’re still all hot and bothered, still looking to get off.” Parker was pushing me back on the sleeping bag, hands sliding under my shirt, running over my breasts. “I think I need to do something about that.”

  Parker slid down between my legs, pushing my skirt back up over my thighs. His fingers found their way between my legs, stroking the skin of my thighs, working closer to my wet pussy. I was squirming now, anticipating his hands finding my clit, fingering me. I’d had plenty of guys finger me at college and I was eager to have Parker play with my clit. But instead of his fingers, he bent his head and started licking the inside of my thighs, working his way to my pussy. Oh, holy shit, he’s going down on me!

  I’d never had anyone go down on me, even at college. My roommate couldn’t believe I’d gotten to 19 without this happening; she even volunteered her boyfriend at one point to eat me out so I would stop asking her what it was like. But her boyfriend was a pig, so I turned that offer down.

  But here was Parker, his dark head between my legs, his tongue just that far away from my clit. And then he was there, licking my pussy, his warm wet tongue sliding over my swollen slit, dancing over my clit, teasing me, tormenting me, taking me to heaven and back.

  It didn’t take long for me to begin moaning and thrashing, arching my back, holding his head with both hands, pressing him to my crotch. I was on the edge so many times as he licked and sucked at my clit, thrusting his tongue into my pussy over and over and then stopping, leaving me hanging. Then he’d blow on my clit, sending totally different sensations through my body, bringing me back to the edge, then start the whole thing over again with his mouth and tongue.

  I was crying out with pleasure and frustration when he finally decided to let me come. He was rhythmically licking and sucking my clit and I could tell this was different, this was it, he was going to bring me off. Then he slid one finger into my pussy, thrusting it in hard, finding some spot inside me that sent me over the edge.

  My body started convulsing as I lost all control. I screamed, head back, fingers knotted in the sleeping bag as the most intense orgasm I’d ever felt ripped through me. I could feel hot liquid running from me, pooling on the sleeping bag beneath me. Parker was still sucking on my clit. I desperately wanted him to stop but he kept sucking, licking, working his finger inside me. I tried pushing him away, but he refused to move.

  My body was shaking, wave after wave of weakening pleasure washing over me, when he finally pulled away from me. He sat up near my feet, looking down on me, smiling. What the hell did you just do to me? I was breathing too hard to even speak.

  “Good girl, Lily. You did very well.” Parker reached out and stroked my leg. I was amazed at how tired I suddenly was. My body felt like lead.

  “Take a nap. I’m going to set up the rest of camp.” Parker slipped out of the tent, letting the flap fall behind him. I dozed off, replaying in my mind what had just happened. So far, so good. And we still have the rest of the weekend ahead of us.

  ***

  The smell of hamburgers woke me. I crawled out of the tent, stretching in the softening evening light. I must have slept for a couple hours. Parker was near a small campfire, flipping burgers. He straightened when he saw me.

  “Hey, sleepyhead. I was just coming to get you. Dinner’s almost ready. Are you hungry?” He walked over, pulling me against him in a hug, kissing the top of my head.

  “Yeah, I am. Do I have time for a quick swim? I’m still a little groggy.” I really wanted a chance to put on one of my bikinis.

  “Sure. I had a swim earlier. The lake’s not too cold and the water’s nice and clear. You’ve got about 15 minutes before these are done.” Parker went back to the fire. I grabbed my duffel bag from the car, heading into the tent, rummaging around until I found my suit. Slipping on the tiny purple bikini, I wondered what Parker’s reaction would be. I slipped back out of the tent.

  “I’ll just be a minute,” I called. Parker had his back to me, intent on the fire. I got a mumbled reply, so I headed down to the lake.

  The water was cool and clear. I swam out a bit, played around in the deep water and then turned to head back. I could see Parker standing at the edge of the campsite, watching me. I pretended not to see him and swam into shallower water. I stood up, pushing my hair back. Get a good look at me, Parker. This body is all yours, all weekend.

  I started adjusting the top of my suit, tugging it this way and
that, the wet material pulling against my tits. I “accidentally” let the top slide to the side, exposing most of one round breast and one nipple. The chill air made them hard and I rubbed the palm of my hand across the exposed one, sending shivers down my spine. I cupped my own breast, feeling its heavy weight, pinching the nipple, rubbing it between my fingers. I shuddered again, readjusting the top a final time.

  Parker moved further down the shore, close enough for me to see the bulge in the front of his swim trunks. As I snuck a peek, I saw him slide a hand down, rubbing his erection. How long before he comes to join me?

  Remembering how he reacted to the site of my ass earlier, I turned away from him, bending over, splashing water over my arms. I knew the wet material of the suit clung to my body, and as I stood, I could feel it wedged into the cleft of my ass. Without looking back, I could almost feel his eyes crawling over my ass, taking in every curve.

  I stood for a moment, imagining him standing on the shore with a huge erection. I wasn’t too surprised when I heard him splash quietly into the water. He stood behind me, not moving. Admiring my ass? I gave a little shake of my hips. I heard his sharp intake of breath and then his hands were on my hips, pulling me back against him, his cock pressed against my ass.

  “Lily…you don’t know what you do to me.” His lips and tongue were running up and down my neck, his hands sliding around to the front of my body, one moving up to grab a breast, the other working into the top of my bikini bottom. As I pushed back against him, grinding my ass against his cock, he felt his hot breath on my shoulder as he groaned against my skin.

  “Oh, god, Lily. I could fuck you right now.” He breathed the words into my ear, his hands still holding me hard against his body. His cock was insistent, pushing against my ass.

  “Then do it, Daddy. Fuck me here.” I undid the ties at the sides of my bikini bottom, wiggling free of the material. It fell into the water with a splash, a tiny scrap of purple floating on the blue water.