50 SHADES of EROTICA: Mega Collection of 50 Erotic Stories

by Lexi Hunt

  Abbie claimed her room while they were all standing inside to look at it, dropping her dress to the floor and climbing on top of the huge bed in her skimpy bra and panties. “Jesus Christ Abbie!” Walt yelled, averting his eyes from the slender beautiful body of his stepdaughter, which was more nearly naked now than he had ever seen her.

  Alice watched Walt, trying to determine whether he was acting the way he thought he should or whether he was truly embarrassed by Abbie’s lack of modesty. She decided on the former. “Get used to it Daddy,” she said with her mischievous grin, dropping her own sundress to the floor. “We have two weeks away from Mom and we’re going to enjoy every second of it. Walt was staring at her in a way he never had before, and she was enjoying the feel of his eyes on her nearly naked frame. Slowly and deliberately, never taking her eyes from his, Alice reached behind her and unfastened her bra, letting it flutter to the floor. Walt yelled “Jesus” again and fled the room…but not, she noticed, before he had a nice long look at her tits. With a pleased sigh, she crawled up on the big bed next to her twin sister and fell fast asleep.

  Walt all but ran to the huge shower, ripping off his travel clothes and standing in the shower with the water on full cold. It didn’t help his rigid erection in the least, and he had to resort to masturbation to make it go down. He was totally unable to keep the vision of Alice’s nubile body in her sister’s bedroom. As he came against the brightly colored tiles of the shower, he was imagining both of them dressed the same way.

  They all slept the clock around, and the dumbwaiter that led from the front door to the kitchen was filled with fresh fruit, breads and cheeses for their breakfast. Alice was making coffee in the kitchen and Abbie was pawing through the breads. Both were wearing thin silk robes that tied with a sash and nothing else as far as Walt could tell. “Happy Birthday,” Walt managed to say, sitting down at the table quickly to hide his reaction to the delectable twin sisters.

  Alice brought him a cup of the fabulous smelling fresh ground coffee and a glass of fresh squeezed mango juice for herself. “Bring that bread tray over here you greedy bitch!” she teased Abbie.

  “Jesus Christ!” Walt exclaimed.

  “Really Daddy,” Abbie said, “I don’t think you’ve said a word other than ‘Jesus Christ’ since we got here. Can’t you come up with something more original?” Her right thigh had slipped out of the front opening.

  “I just can’t imagine what your mother would say girls, and we all know this isn’t right…and aside from the moral aspect, you two just don’t know what you’re doing to me. Shit! I can’t handle this…”

  Walt got up and rushed to his bedroom. The cold water still didn’t work and he had his eyes squeezed shut and his hand full of his hard dick when he heard something that shook him to the core.

  “You don’t have to do that anymore Daddy,” Alice said. Walt snatched a towel from the rack on the wall, covering his wet body with it as best he could.

  “Alice…” he started to say something stern and fatherly, but she shocked him into silence by dropping her robe to the floor and stepping into the shower flow with him. Calmly, she reached around him and adjusted the temperature on the water and tugged the towel away. She put some of the coconut scented bath gel on a washcloth and began to wash him , methodically.

  “Abbie and I know all about your problems with Mom,” she said, “and both of us think she’s rotten for fucking around on you with Ralph Hughes.”

  Walt’s mouth hung open in shock. He was willfully naïve about his wife’s extramarital activities. While he had never caught Phoebe in the act, he had been fairly certain that she was fucking around…but he had chosen to not know for the sake of the girls. They had been his stepdaughters for a long time and he knew they had already taken an emotional beating during Phoebe’s divorce from their father. The idea that they might know of Phoebe’s infidelity was not one he had considered.

  The washcloth fell to the floor and Alice was soaping his rock hard erection and all other thoughts were forced out of his mind as the reality of the naked and beautiful eighteen year old stroking his cock lasciviously struck home. “Don’t hold back Daddy,” Alice crooned, “I love you, and I’m going to make sure that when you come back from this vacation you’re going to have had as good a vacation as I did.” Alice sank to her knees in the shower and carefully rinsed the soap from his swollen penis.

  Then he watched in amazement as she took the helmet shaped tip of his cock between her parted lips and began to lap at him with her delicate pink tongue.

  Alice’s slender naked body glistened in the water. Her golden shoulder length hair turned dark and hung down to her small perky breasts, and he noticed that the tiny nipples were turgid and stiff with excitement as she sucked at him. Her blue eyes locked with his as she took her mouth off him. “Fuck my mouth Daddy,” her hand stroked his cock as she spoke, “I’ve wanted to do this for so long!” Her head moved forward, twisting as she worked more of his length into her mouth. Breathing heavily, she took it out again and rubbed its stiffness against her cheek. “Abbie and I used to watch Mom do this to you. I had to go to my room and masturbate when it was over. I always wondered how it felt when you squirted that thick white cream into her mouth, I even imagined how it would feel and taste.” She plunged him back into her mouth, all the way inside until her nose bumped his pelvic bone. Without warning, Walt erupted in Alice’s throat, and she didn’t have to imagine anymore.

  Walt’s knees buckled and he leaned wearily back against the shower wall. “Alice, baby, this is so wrong…” he said miserably.

  “Daddy,” she told him, “I’m eighteen years old and I can make my own decisions about what’s right or wrong. I know as well as anybody the stigma that goes with what I just did.” A determined look came onto her face. “It may well be that we can’t continue with this when we get back home…I’m fully aware of “ Alice grinned at him. “But in the meantime, we’re on an exotic foreign island and I’m going to spend the next two weeks exploring my sexual fantasies…and you’re my favorite fantasy!”

  She stood, sliding her small breasts up his thighs and across his stomach. “Just relax and enjoy it Daddy, I’m going to.” She picked up her robe, and with a saucy wag of her hips, she left the bathroom.

  The rest of the day passed quickly, and when the evening came he took the girls to a quaint restaurant on the island and danced with his daughters. Envious eyes watched them as they laughed and danced, and when the waiters’ brought the cake out and sang Happy Birthday to the girls in French, the whole crowd sang with them and applauded when they blew out the candles together. There was one young man in particular that seemed fascinated with Alice, and Walt was amazed at his own jealous reaction to seeing the young man’s hips pressed so close to hers as they danced together. Whenever Alice saw him frowning at them, she made a little show for her Daddy.

  She came to Walt for the next dance, a slow one, and put her lips to his ear. “Did that make you hot Daddy? Seeing me grind against his dick when we danced together?” Her grin was wicked. “His cock isn’t as big as yours, and his hands don’t feel as good as yours did on my titties, but he’s very excited.” She whirled away and went back to the dark eyed and painfully slender young man.

  Abbie threw herself into his arms. “Dance with me Daddy!” she whispered. The lights were dim and the music was sweet and slow. Even though Abbie was in his arms, he watched Alice as she maneuvered her new friend into a corner, and this time he could actually see the kid reach inside the bodice of her dress and play with her firm young breasts. He could also see Alice slip her hands inside his pants, obviously stroking his erect cock. In spite of his jealousy, he was aroused by the blatantly sexual girl that was his stepdaughter.

  Abbie pressed closer, rubbing her pussy against his own painful erection. Shocked, he peered into Abbie’s eyes. “I’m pretty sure she’s going to fuck him tonight,” Abbie said calmly, “If you want to we can watch them.” Walt was suddenly conscious of h
is cock rubbing against Abbie’s pussy and he pulled his hips quickly away from her. She followed him immediately, maintaining the close contact at their hips and pushing her firm braless breasts against him.

  “Did you think I’d let Alice have all the fun?” she asked him, an innocent smile on her face as she ground against him subtlely. “She’s not a virgin Daddy, but I am…and I’ve decided that you’re going to be my first.” Shock, fear, and sheer excitement welled up inside him at the same time. There was no way this could be happening to him.

  They hadn’t turned the bedroom lights on, and when Abbie removed her dress and lay down on the huge bed in Walt’s room, the entire pool area was clearly visible in the bright moonlight. Abbie backed against his erection, snuggling his hard cock between her ass cheeks and tugging his hand to her nipple.

  As they watched Alice strip for her young man and then kneel to fumble with the clasps of his belt and trousers, Abbie showed him how she liked to have her nipples pinched. “She’s obsessed with having a cock in her mouth,” Abbie giggled, “I’m pretty sure that’s all your fault.”

  “My fault?” Walt exclaimed.

  “All she wants to talk about is sucking your cock Daddy,” Abbie sighed as Alice swallowed the young man’s considerable penis. Walt thought it was the second most exciting thing he had ever seen.

  Abbie pulled away and rolled onto her back, opening her slender thighs wide. “I shaved it just for you Daddy,” she whispered suggestively. Walt stared at his stepdaughter’s newly shaven mound and felt the unholy heat build in his loins. Without another word he put his lips on her, and it took no time at all to bring her to ecstasy. “I knew it would be good,” she panted, “but I never suspected it would be this good.” She reached for him, pulling him above her and pressing her damp pussy against the head of his cock. Her eyes were shining in the dim light. “Fuck me Daddy,” she breathed, pressing down on the small of his back with her heels.

  There was a brief stab of pain when the thick head penetrated her hymen, but it was nothing compared to the sheer ecstasy of feeling her loving Daddy inside her at last.” Abbie was cumming before he was fully inside her.

  She lay on her back, Daddy’s weight welcome on her slight frame, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. She smiled to herself. Alice might not have any plans to continue with Daddy after this vacation, but Abbie had plans of her own.

  A TALK WITH MOM

  SYNOPSIS:

  Joan gets a shock when she comes home unexpectedly from college…her mom is playing slut for their neighbor, and her stepfather is upstairs playing hide the salami with the neighbor’s wife. Rocked to the core, Joan finds that it’s time to have a talk with Mom.

  They weren’t even careful about it anymore now that she had started her freshman year in college. The first weekend she had come back unexpectedly for a weekend she had caught her mother fucking Mr. Anderson on the living room floor. Mom was so caught up in what she was doing that she never noticed Joan standing in the foyer, peeking through the doorway. Other than the fact that her mother was fucking the next door neighbor (and obviously enjoying the hell out it, judging by her yelps) Joan was most astonished at the size of Mr. Anderson’s balls…they were huge. As it turned out, his cock was pretty big too. Joan quietly left the house and went down to the local burger joint and ordered a soft drink, sitting down to think and to allow her mother to finish what she was doing.

  It struck Joan suddenly, like being punched in the stomach. Her mother was cheating on her stepfather, a really nice guy that she had always been half in love with. Would they be getting a divorce? Her head was spinning and she was confused…she had always thought that Mom and Chuck were a happy couple. They had always been so close and, well, physical was a polite way to describe the two of them. Mom had thought she was being sneaky, but Joan was always finding the two of them in unexpected places in the house…the laundry room, the basement, the bathroom or wherever. Their faces were always bright red and they were busy buttoning up or zipping up disheveled clothing, and more than once she had caught her mom wiping something from her face or lips. Joan hadn’t figured that one out until one of her girlfriends had come home with her on a Saturday morning. Mom was coming from the laundry room, her face was flushed, and she was wiping the back of her hand across her mouth.

  Mom had fluttered and fidgeted and finally left the room, calling out over her shoulder that there were fresh cookies on the counter. Joan’s friend, Patty, was shaking hard with suppressed laughter, and Joan followed her outside as Patty ran to release her mirth. Patty was howling with laughter and tears were running down her cheeks. Chuck came out to the garage, cheeks flaming scarlet, and had gotten in the car and left. Patty was laughing so hard now that she fell to the grass, rolling and holding her sides.

  “What’s so funny?” Joan asked. Patty looked at her in surprise, and was suddenly carried away again, her peals of laughter louder still. It took Joan a few minutes to calm her down and get an answer.

  “Don’t you get it?” Patty asked her. “Your mom was sucking Chuck’s dick! She had cum all over her face when she came out of the laundry room, how could you have missed that?” She had been naïve then, and it had taken Patty the better part of the afternoon to explain it to her. The whole thing sounded pretty damned disgusting to her, at least until she fell madly in love with Jimmy Willoughby and tried it on him. Jimmy had loved it. Joan had loved it more. Now she’d rather eat cum than ice cream.

  Joan finished her drink slowly, and took her time walking home. She’d left her car parked out in front of the house so that her mother would know she was home, and when she started up the walkway Mr. Anderson had come out the front door smiling. “Joan! How are you?” he gave her a hug and a quick peck on the cheek as if he hadn’t just been fucking her mother on the living room carpet. Joan was too flustered to give him more than a cursory response, and fortunately he didn’t notice.

  Her mom was standing in front of the sink with a satisfied look on her face, running her hands through the tangles in her shoulder length sandy hair. “Are you and Daddy getting a divorce?” Joan asked her bluntly.

  “Of course not dear,” her mother said, “why would you even think such a thing?”

  Joan blurted it out without thinking. “Because I saw you fucking Mr. Anderson in the living room!” It was out and there was no taking it back.

  Sylvia Thayer looked at her daughter thoughtfully. “Come on,” she said, opening the refrigerator and pulling out two of Chuck’s beers. “It’s time you and I had a little talk.” The sun was still bright, so they sat in the shade of the umbrella at the table by the pool.

  “I’ve been fucking Dave Anderson for the better part of fifteen years,” Sylvia said, “why would that cause your stepfather and I to get a divorce?”

  “Fifteen years?” Joan asked, staggered by the revelation. “Why would Daddy put up with that?”

  “Because he’s been fucking Susan Anderson at the same time,” Sylvia smiled gently.

  “Bullshit, I don’t believe you Mom.” Joan was getting pissed.

  “You don’t have to take my word for it, just walk upstairs and peek in my bedroom…but be quiet, I don’t know how Chuck will react to being watched by his little girl,” Sylvia said drily. She looked at her daughter. “Or he might decide to seduce you himself.” Joan seemed much more mature than she remembered.

  Joan’s nipples hardened and she felt the sudden dampness between her legs. How could her mother know of her secret lust for her stepfather? It was her most closely held secret. Sylvia chuckled. “Just go look for yourself honey, and then come back to me…we’re overdue for a long talk.”

  Joan was petrified that the floor or the stairs would creak and she would be caught, but she managed to sneak to the door of her parents’ bedroom anyway. The door was partway open and she looked in to see Mrs. Anderson, completely nude and surprisingly sexy for someone her age, bent over Chuck on the bed. Susan Anderon’s fingers were frantically working he
r pussy as she gobbled Daddy’s cock. He was even bigger than Mr. Anderson! Daddy’s head was thrown back in ecstasy and his muscular legs were spread wide. Susan’s long blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail, and Joan could see every detail with perfect clarity.

  “Oh god,” Chuck was saying, “suck it baby!”

  Susan Anderson stopped her frenetic gobbling long enough to beg. “Cum in my mouth Chuck, give it to me baby!” Her mouth enveloped the entire length of his cock, her lips encircling the base of the thick stalk and her cheeks sucking in. Chuck’s hips thrust upwards almost viciously as Susan screamed as well as she could with her mouth stuffed full of pulsing cock. Thick streams of gooey white cum leaked around the seal formed by her lips.

  Joan stared at Chuck’s naked body and his huge cock. Her knees trembled and the dampness between her thighs turned to wetness. Helplessly, her fingers reached her clit and she came when she touched it. Weakly, she walked slowly back down the stairs and outside to where her mom was still sitting. “OK, she moaned, “tell me what’s going on.”

  “Chuck and I met at a swing party,” Sylvia said calmly, sipping at her beer. Joan’s lay untouched on the table. “We never got out of the lifestyle. It keeps our marriage fresh, sex is fun, and we rarely argue. Half of all marriages fail in the first ten years in this country; ours is still going strong. If I had a case to make, I’ve made it…but I would hope that I’ve raised you to be less judgemental than that.”