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

by Adrian Amos

  For a second, my heart sinks for him.

  But my face heats up and I stay to the edge of the bed away from him. I feel my body temperature rising and I don't want him to notice.

  Like a croak in the night, he says, “I thought you wanted to be with someone. If you're all the way over there, it'll be like you won't even notice me here. What good'll that do?”

  “What do you mean?” I ask.

  “Here,” he says, lifting the covers up, “Come closer.”

  I slither over, keeping my back to him. He laughs, a warm chuckle in my ear, “No need to be shy. You can come closer than that.”

  I slither some more, until my butt hits him in the crouch. I can feel his soft dick against my ass and I shiver in response, suddenly feeling incredibly cold.

  He sweeps the covers over me, laying his large arm over mine, keeping me pressed against him. “Now, that feels better, doesn't it?”

  I nod. His warm body close to mine fills me with comfort, and I lean back against his broad chest, feeling his pecs against my shoulders. He squeezes me, and I cuddle in closer.

  His face comes close to my ear and he whispers, “You're a very precious girl, sweetums. There's no reason to be scared while I'm around.”

  “Thank you, daddy,” I say, squishing my butt into him. Unintentionally, my butt happens to be pressed against his cock, and when I push against him, I can feel his cock bulge, and I bite my lip in turn. I've never been this close to daddy where I can actually feel his excitement. Keeping a distance made all the erotic teasing easier to deal with. Now that I'm in his arms, though, I can't just walk away, and any advances I make are immediately felt in my backside.

  But something inside me wants to push it, and just as I can't escape the reactions my teasing provokes, daddy can't run and hide from it either.

  Slowly, and subtly, I move my ass back and forth, pushing my crack along his shaft. I try to keep it as inconspicuous as possible, to not draw any attention to it. But feeling his thick meat in his boxers against my panties is amazing. I can feel him growing, pulsing, and with each pulse, expanding in his shorts. When it feels like he's halfway hard, he shifts behind me.

  I freeze when he asks, “What are you doing, babygirl?”

  “Nothing. Sorry, I'm just adjusting myself.”

  “There's no reason to feel sorry. I kind of like it.”

  “You like when I adjust myself?” I ask, innocently.

  “I like what your adjusting does to me.”

  I feel my heart begin to flutter. I've never heard daddy talk like that to me, so I don't know how to respond.

  “What?” he asks, “You don't think I notice when you tease me with your body?”

  “W-what? What do you mean?” He's broaching a subject I never thought he'd ever acknowledge.

  “When you dress skimpy. When you bend over to show me your ass or you tits. When you walk around the house in only a towel.”

  I blush so hard, grateful he can't see it.

  “You don't think I notice you playing with me. Any modest girl would never be walking around the house like that, behaving like you do.”

  His accusation stings me. “I am a modest girl!” Am I being immodest? I've never even had a boyfriend, never even thought about fooling around with anyone. That is, unless it's David. But I can't help it; there's something about him that makes me act like an idiot.

  “Inside this house you act like a little slut.” His voice grows just a little louder. He's not angry, but he's serious and stern.

  “I'm not a slut! I've never even been with a guy. Just because you can't control how you look at me, doesn't mean I'm doing anything wrong.” I cross my arms, infuriated at his insinuation.

  “Just because you've never been with a guy, doesn't mean you don't know what turns a man on.”

  “I'm not trying to turn you on.” I try to tug away from his arm, but he's got a powerful grip along my body.

  “Then why are you rubbing your ass into my cock?”

  “I-I--” I can't think of a single excuse.

  “That's what I thought. I had a feeling that if you were in this position, you couldn't control yourself.”

  “That's not true!”

  “If you're not a slut, let's see how much you can control yourself, shall we?”

  Daddy's hand pulls me tight against his cock again, but this time, slips down and grabs a handful of my ass under the blankets.

  “What the hell?”

  “No more talking. Let's see how you resist without that big mouth getting you into trouble.”

  His right arm slides under my head, wrapping around and laying his palm over my mouth, stifling my complaints. His sudden aggressiveness is nothing like how I always envisioned him: calm, kind, and meek, too shy to ever do anything about my teasing.

  But I was dead wrong.

  He brings his left hand around and glides it under my panties, pressing his fingers through my folds.

  Oh no, I thought I could hide it in the dark, but with his hand in my panties, there's nothing I can do to prevent him from finding out.

  “My, my, my, I don't know how many modest girls are this soaking wet when they're close to their daddies.”

  I'm utterly embarrassed. Am I really a slut? I always thought my teasing was in good fun, but deep down, David turns me on so much that I want him to pine after me like I pine after him.

  I've just never wanted to admit it.

  He runs his fingers through my pussy, generating more and more juice, causing me to moan into his giant hand.

  “I knew you'd like this. It's the only reason why you act how you do.”

  His hand leaves my panties and travels up my stomach, cupping my tits. He's able to mash both of them in one hand, pushing them together, crushing them between his fingers. He's so rough, which is not how I ever fantasized about him. I thought he'd be gentle and caressing, but he wants nothing more than to abuse my body.

  He lifts my nightie up, ripping it from my body as if it were paper. He lower the hand on my mouth, and in unison, twists my nipples between his two hands.

  “Oh God,” I mutter.

  “That's my girl. Now you no longer have to pretend.” He leans in, kissing me on the neck, sucking on my flesh as he pulls on my nipples, spooning me from behind.

  His dick grows larger as he plays with me. I reach back, feeling his large member in my hand, stroking the shaft as it thickens.

  “You want daddy's dick out, don't you?” He reaches down and lets his massive tool out, letting it slap against my ass. He tucks it down, pushing it between my thighs and running it against my pussy.

  I'm scared as I feel it against me for the first time. “No, daddy, it's too big.”

  “You'll learn to take it,” his raspy voice commands.

  My pussy soaks it as it passes through, coating him in my arousal, that same arousal I can't control. It might be too big, but all I want to do is feel it inside me.

  “Please, daddy,” I whimper. Even I don't know what I want, sounding both as if I want him to stop and want him inside me.

  Guess which one he picked.

  With the slightest flick of his wrist, he turns his cock upward, and the next thrust he makes splits my lips, pushing his giant cock into my tight pussy. For the first time ever, a man is inside me, breaking through my virgin pussy.

  I just can't believe that man is my daddy!

  He grabs my hip, pulling it back as he rams into me, forcefully fucking me on my side. I can't keep my mouth shut as his strong hips push him deep inside me. “Oh God, that feels so good.”

  “I know it does, babygirl. You're finally getting what you deserve.”

  He nibbles on my ear as his fingers circle my stomach, pulling my waist back so that I can't escape his grasp. He grabs my hair, pulling me back so that he can place his lips on mine. His taste is salty, his tongue rough as he forces it into my mouth. I can't stop him from using me however he wants, and the realization turns me on completely, causing
me to become lost in his control.

  I rock my hips into his, allowing his dick to fill my pussy up totally as I push against his hilt. Back and forth, he pushes and I push back, swallowing his dick.

  “That's my greedy little slut. I should have done this to you a long time ago. Break you in so you know who owns what in this house.”

  I moan at his words, entranced with his feral evolution. He's like an animal, locking me down, controlling me with his dick, pinning me to my side so he has easy entrance to my lush pussy. He's not just any man: he's my protector, old and wizened, fucking me like a prize for taking care of me all these years.

  I think of his gray strands of hair, the wrinkles under his eyes, and the sun damaged skin on his face. He's an old man all right, something I've never thought about until he was inside me. His age was never something that crossed my mind until he started making declarations of ownership. Does this old man really own my young body? Does he really think that?

  “You don't own me,” I let out, wondering what an act of defiance would do to this once meek man.

  “Yes, I do,” is all he says.

  “No,” I respond, “No one owns me. I take care of myself.”

  “Oh yeah,” he retorts, slipping his dick out of my pussy. I feel empty, upset that I challenged him and he pulled out. Am I really that desperate that I'm not content unless he's inside me?

  “I'll own you the only way your mom never let me.”

  I shudder when he brings my mom up, making me remember that I'm sleeping with her husband. What the hell am I doing, lusting after her man?

  But that question no longer feels important when David prods his massive dick against my sealed asshole.

  “What are you doing?!” I scream out. He pins me down, keeping me from leaving his proximity.

  “Taking you where no other man can.”

  He presses against my backdoor again and I shout, “I'm sorry, daddy! I didn't mean to tease you; I didn't mean to say you don't own me!”

  “It's too late for that, sweetums. If you're not punished, then you'll never learn.”

  His fully engorged cock breaks through my opening, splitting my ass much farther than ever before. I grunt and yelp, the pain great and unforgiving.

  “You need to relax, baby. It hurts more if you struggle.” He stops his movement, letting his cock sit a good inch inside me.

  “I can't daddy. You're too big.”

  “If daddy is too big, than you should've been a good girl, and not begging for his dick all these years like a slut. Since you haven't been good, you're just going to have to get used to your punishment.” He continues his push, no longer concerned about how I feel. It's my punishment for being so provocative all these years. I should have guessed that teasing the older man over and over would lead to this.

  I reach my arm back and try to push against daddy's hip in an effort to slow him down, but no matter how hard I try, he enters me unimpeded, stuffing his massive cock into my asshole.

  Once he gets halfway in, my grunts start to lessen, and I feel a piercing sensation in my stomach, like butterflies. As I relax, my ass no longer clenches, and daddy's dick fills me up much easier. No longer focused on keeping him out, each inch comes smoother, almost pulling him in as he reaches the end. The pain is subsiding and being taken over by pleasure!

  When he reaches his balls, I'm entirely filled, my ass sated by daddy's insertion. He holds his dick inside me, not moving but still producing ecstasy in me. I can feel his dick pulse inside me as daddy pushes blood into it, enlarging and softening it one after another. Every subtle movement is felt in my tight hole, provoking a moan from me every time he so much as breathes. My pussy was tight, but it's nothing compared to my asshole.

  Finally, daddy takes a deep breath and pulls out, and my ass seems to stretch as he moves, eliciting waves of pleasure. My stomach twists and my toes curl as daddy lets his dick nearly slide out. But just before it pops out, he stops, thrusting it back in and rocketing my pleasure through my spine.

  I scream out, my pleasure no longer sustained by light moans: it needs a loud vocalization to perfectly capture the ripple effect my body is feeling.

  “Oh God, daddy. It's so fucking good!”

  He laughs, “You really love it in your ass, don't you?”

  I bite my lip and nod. “Daddy, it feels amazing. Please, keep going.”

  “I think we're going to be able to get you to come yet.”

  He pulls out and pushes in, sliding easily in and out, no longer restricted by my anxiety. My ass continues to lubricate as he slides in and out, pushing my juices farther in, helping his dick penetrate me.

  “Let's see if I can get deeper.”

  He rolls me over onto my stomach—his dick still inside me—and lies on top of me. Flat against the bed, I bring my legs straight together, and daddy straddles my hips. Daddy picks up speed again, driving me into the bed as he straddles me and holds my hands down with his. Gripping my wrists, he uses it as leverage to push into me deeper.

  I don't know if it's actually deeper—he did, after all, get all the way up to his balls in me before—but the position make his dick feel longer and thicker, compressing it as it slides in.

  I want to touch my pussy, but daddy is holding my arms down against the bed, and all I can do is take his dick however he gives it to me.

  That is, until he slides nearly all the way out and stops thrusting.

  Daddy's winded, slowing to catch his breath from fucking me so hard. But I'm not done yet, and all I want is him all the way inside me, so I push back on him, lifting my ass and engulfing his dick. Working on my control, I push back until he gets all the way inside me.

  Every time he fills me up, I grunt, feeling his dick hit my back wall, barely contained in my tiny ass.

  “Fuck, babygirl, when you ride my dick like that, it feels so fucking good.”

  Hearing my daddy talk about how good it feels to be inside me sparks my energy, making me slam my ass back into him, taking him deep and hard, fucking me with his rock hard cock.

  Once daddy catches his breath, he pushes down, pinning my ass back against the bed, then lifting and slamming his dick back into me, fucking me with everything he's got.

  His dick is going in and out so fast that I can barely get one moan out before another catches in my breath. I can barely breathe, until all the pleasure and excitement rocks my body so hard that I come for the first time ever.

  “Daddy, daddy, oh, daddy! I'm coming.”

  He keeps ramming into me, not slowing up for a second, forcing my orgasm to shoot throughout my body, ricocheting off my stomach and my pussy, rattling everything inside me.

  Daddy keeps pumping until his own breath catches, and just like that, he grunts loudly.

  “Fuck!”

  I feel his dick pulse in my ass, but this time it's not blood pumping through him: It's semen that shoots from his cock, filling my asshole up with his warm, goopy jizz. His thrusts slow as each shot leaves him, draining what energy he had and spilling it into me.

  Daddy twitches, feeling the orgasm leave his system. He slowly pulls out, his dick finally leaving my gaping hole. I can feel his come still in me, leaking down my crack and into my pussy.

  He spreads my cheeks open. “That fucking asshole looks so good.”

  “Daddy,” I whisper, not from a wish to be silent, but from a hoarseness in my voice, “Does this make me your slut? Now that you own me?”

  He runs his hand over my back, the softest touch I've felt from him tonight. He's back to his caressing ways. “You'll be my anal slut from now on. What do you think about that?”

  “I think I love it.”

  “Good, because every time you tease me from now on, daddy's going to ass fuck you.”

  I squirm under his weight, his words building excitement in me. I have a feeling that daddy's going to find everything I do from now on to be a big old tease!

  - - -

  Daddy in the Woods

 
Finally! Finally I can get him alone. I'd been planning to spend time with Ray ever since my 19th birthday. He was once my mom's husband, I know, but for some reason, I've been incredibly attracted to the man I grew up with. I spend as much time at my stepdad's place as I do with my mom. Something inside me wants to get him alone and show him how much I really love him. Away from the city, away from everyone who wouldn't understand. I still don't understand why mom left him so long ago. But it's her loss; he's mine now.

  After months of pestering—on accusations of missing my birthday when he was offshore drilling—I begged him to take me to his favorite camping spot, a wooded retreat about an hour out of town. My stepdaddy's a big outdoorsman, spending a lot of time hunting, fishing, and traveling. It's the thing I find so sexy about him. He's a rugged man, built large at 6'4” with a burly chest and thick chest hair. (Yeah, I've peeked on occasion, okay!) And when he comes home all grimy and sweaty, whether it's from drilling or hunting, my gut spins and I think about him at night and touch myself.

  He's the perfect man for me. He's got a soft spot in his heart for me, too. He takes me out to all sorts of places, where I get ice cream with him and try on clothes for his attention. I think he's got something for me, too, because he loves to pick me up in his arms and twirl me, like I'm his personal plaything. Why do I think he's got something? Because whenever he touches me, he seems to make sure it's on my bare skin, whether it's under my shirt when he holds my side or rubs my back, or on my thigh when he's trying to get my attention. He gets my attention (and my pussy's) really fast when he touches me there.

  I mean, that's what I hope anyway. It'll make things so much easier if it's true.

  And his big bearded smile. Ugh, I just melt when the big man opens up for me.

  Getting him to actually take me out to the woods has been so difficult. He always tells me that outdoor living isn't meant for a 'pretty thing like me'. I tell him I'm a tough cookie, and he just laughs it off. But I think I've guilted him enough for missing my birthday that he says he will take me to make it up to me.

  I'm tired of playing second fiddle. I'm tired of being just his little girl. I need to show him. I need to show him how important he is to me. When we finally get in those woods, I'm going to show him how much of a woman I really am.