Taboo Desires: Dirty Forbidden Secrets Bundle (The Complete Miranda Cougar Collection)

by Miranda Cougar

  She was wearing six-inch black patent leather stripper heels with platform soles, and I was more than willing to caress her lovely feet in my hands and help her remove her heels.

  I walked around in front of her and knelt down on the floor. Slowly and carefully I unfastened the strap of her right heel and gingerly removed the tall and slender shoe away from her delicate foot. I placed the shoe carefully on the ground so that it stayed standing upright as I continued to cradle her foot in my hand.

  Eagerly, I gently massaged the sole of her foot between my fingers and thumb, paying special attention to the arch of her foot and her tender toes.

  By the way she began to moan, her feet must have been sore, and my massage must have felt like a welcome relief. When I was satisfied that her right foot was thoroughly relaxed, I gently placed it on the ground and focused my attention on her left foot. Gingerly, I unfastened the straps of that six-inch heel, removed it, and massaged pleasure and relaxation into that foot as well.

  Her feet were both firmly on the ground now, and her legs were spread wide open in front of me. I breathed in the delicious scent of her sex as it wafted toward me and invaded my nostrils. My cock stood erect and pushed into the fabric of my bed’s comforter as my lust drove me to lunge forward.

  I spread Mrs. Smith’s thighs apart with my hands and buried my face inside her panties, my mouth directly over the wetness in her crotch. She allowed me to breathe in her arousal for several seconds before asking me if I wanted to taste her.

  “Yes, ma’am” I answered. “I’ve wanted to taste you every day for the last six months.”

  “Why Richard, I’m flattered,” She responded with a surprisingly girlish giggle. “Here, Richard, allow mama to give you the taste you've been craving." She crooned. "We’re going to do a 69 so I can taste you as well. I can't wait any longer to savor the taste I'm craving.”

  She pushed her body back onto my bed and swiftly slid off her panties and threw them across the room, displaying the delicate folds of her glistening wet pussy for me. As soon as her panties hit the floor, she reached around her back to unclasp her bra strap.

  “Stop! I mean, wait. May I do it, ma’am?” I interrupted her unclasping of her bra.

  “Yes handsome, yes, you may.” She responded.

  I stood up and leapt onto the bed causing the mattress to bounce and the comforter to ripple. As swiftly as I could, I crawled behind Mrs. Smith as she placed both hands on the bed’s surface to steady herself amidst the rocking and rolling of the mattress.

  Once I was in place behind her, I first rubbed my hands together to make sure they were warm. I wouldn’t want to shock her by touching her back with cold hands.

  Next, I carefully took the back clasp of her bra in my hands and slowly unclasped all three of the tiny metal hooks one by one. I allowed the ends of the strap to fall apart and then I slowly pressed first my fingers and then the palm of my hand against her upper back.

  Her skin was soft and smooth like creamy velvet. I then slid each of her bra straps down off her shoulders and reached around to the front, lifting the two lacey bra cups up and releasing her large bosom from its cradle. Her hard nipples slid across and pushed against the insides of my hands as her breasts fell. I picked the two round melons up and cradled their soft silken weight in my hands. My cock throbbed and pulsed against the soft skin of Mrs. Smith's lower back as I held her breasts in my hands and gently squeezed.

  I had masturbated to fantasies about this moment for months. My cock was now trained to come at the mere thought of touching Mrs. Smith’s magnificent rack. Mrs. Smith had trained my cock well because I was already feeling my balls tighten and my cock pulse.

  It was about to explode against Mrs. Smith’s back when I dropped her two breasts like they were on fire, completely backed away from her body and stood up at the side of the bed.

  “Aw, you don’t like the feel my breasts?” She teased. “Maybe you’ll like the taste of my pussy better.”

  She laid down on her back on my bed and splayed her legs wide open.

  “I’m sure you’ve watched enough porn to know how the 69 position works. Position your hips so you’re straddling my face and bury your tongue in my pussy. You can lick me anywhere you’d like, but my clit is at the top of my mound, and you’ll eventually want to get around to tasting me there.”

  Without delay and with the musky scent of her arousal inspiring me, I bent my head down and craned my neck, eagerly licking her from the top of her clit down to the base of her wet hole. I licked the length of her slit up then down, then back up again.

  Oral sex was so much wetter than I expected it to be. She was sopping wet, and her arousal kept pouring out of her like a flowing river.

  I bent my head down and lapped at her open hole and slid my tongue between and around her ruffled inner folds. Oral sex was so different than I'd expected it to be. I had always expected that a woman would have a strong musky flavor.

  But as I lapped at Mrs. Smith's juices I was surprised to find that her flavor was delicate and light. Drinking from her body was like lapping up water from a refreshing mountain spring. She tasted like pure water, with just the slightest drop of salt and lime added to enhance the flavor.

  Everything about licking Mrs. Smith’s pussy was incredible. From the fragrance of her musky scent, to the way the little patch of brown hair she’d left ticked my chin, to the slightly tart ambrosia flavor of her nectar and finally the smooth silkiness of her folds. I could lick Mrs. Smith’s pussy all day. I'd lick her every day if she’d allow me to.

  Mrs. Smith hadn’t placed her full luxurious lips on my cock yet. Instead, she was slowly sliding her smooth fingers over my thighs and my ass. I was glad she hadn’t taken me in her mouth yet because I don’t think I could have focused on licking her pussy if she wrapped her lips around my cock.

  She was rocking her pelvis up and down now, and I flicked her clit with my tongue in the exact ways I’d watched the guys do it online in the how to give cunnilingus tutorials I’d been masturbating over for the past year. She lifted her hips and rubbed herself into my face. I whipped my face from side to side, allowing her to cover me in her delicious juices.

  Then it happened. She wrapped her soft lips around the head of my cock and pulled me inside her mouth and throat with intense hot suction. She pushed down on my ass cheeks with her hands until she’d taken my cock deep inside her, all the way to the back of her throat. I lifted my head off her pussy instinctively, threw my head back and roared. Just as quickly as I’d lifted my head, she'd spit my cock out of her mouth and teased me.

  “Keep licking me, stud and I’ll keep sucking your cock.”

  I dropped my head back down, wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked on the tiny wet nub. As soon as my mouth made contact with her clit, she wrapped her lips around the head of my shaft and sucked me inside her mouth again. I wanted to thrust my hips forward badly, but I didn’t want to hurt her, so I forced myself to keep my hips perfectly still.

  Mrs. Smith did all the work of sucking my shaft as I kept my head down and swirled my tongue around her clit. Soon and without warning, my balls tightened again, and I felt myself about to shoot my load. I didn’t have time to speak, so I just tried to lift myself up and off her mouth to avoid coming down her throat.

  But she wouldn’t allow me to leave. She gripped my ass cheeks firmly with her hands and pushed me down on top of her. Unable to control myself, my cock spasmed, and I released multiple spurts of my hot cum down her throat.

  My head spun with the pleasure of my orgasm, but I never stopped licking Mrs. Smith. Instead, as I came, I buried my face in her mound and sucked and flicked my tongue against her clit with abandon.

  She rewarded me for my efforts by bucking her hips up against my face, releasing my raw oversensitive cock from her mouth and shouting out her pleasure. She screamed and thrashed around below me for what felt like hours and then finally pushed me off of her. Smiling and laughing, she quickly repositi
oned herself on the bed with her head lying next to mine.

  “I’m going to keep you, stud.” Mrs. Smith praised me and then kissed me softly on the cheek.

  “That was amazing,” I blushed, reached around her body and pressed her up against me, smashing her boobs against my chest.

  “I see your gaming equipment in the corner by the TV.” She said, pointing over at my gaming area. “Wanna play a first person shooter?”

  I blinked, surprised by her request.

  “Heck, yeah, you had me at – wanna play.”

  Chapter 5

  I couldn’t concentrate on the game with Mrs. Smith’s boobs bouncing and shaking as she furiously pushed the buttons on her game pad. It had only been half an hour since we’d given each other oral and I was already hard for her again.

  She was kicking my ass in this game, and I was slightly embarrassed. But it wasn’t a fair fight. She was distracting me with that luscious body of hers.

  Finally, I just gave up trying to play, threw my gamepad on the desk and yanked hers out of her hands. I placed my hand on one of her magnificent boobs and squeezed it gently as I leaned in for a kiss. My lips slid against hers, and my tongue invaded her mouth softly and gently this time.

  No battle. This time, she was allowing me to take her tongue where I wanted it to go. I enjoyed the pleasure of owning her mouth and took my time exploring her, sliding my firm tongue in and out of her warmth and sucking gently on her lips before I lifted her up into my arms and carried her to my bed.

  I laid her flat on her back on my bed and spread open her legs exposing her shiny pink pussy.

  “Damn, you’re beautiful” I complimented her

  Without delay, I spread her lower lips apart and dipped my tongue into her hot hole. I lapped at her opening as her juices started to flow, covering my face with her excitement again. I whipped my head from side to side and spun my face around in circles, tasting every inch of her pussy from top to bottom. Far more quickly than the last time, she started to buck up and rotate her hips against my face.

  In mere moments, her hands were in my hair, gripping and pulling, and then smashing down, pushing my face down hard against her pussy. My cock pulsed and throbbed, and my balls ached with need as I pleasured her with my mouth and tongue. When I could deny myself the pleasure of her body no longer, I lifted myself up, took my cock in one hand and slowly lowered myself onto her.

  As the tip of my cock head touched the soft slickness of her pussy’s outer lips I paused and reveled in the pleasurable sensation of her lips cradling the tip of my cock for the first time. Mrs. Smith and her beautiful pussy would be my first. My first sex and I think my first love. Was this gorgeous woman lying beneath me real, or was I dreaming all this up?

  Damn, I must be the luckiest guy in the world to get to live out my greatest fantasy with the MILF of my dreams.

  “Don’t make mama wait." Mrs. Smith moaned. "Give mama that delicious hard cock of yours, Rick.” She moaned again as she rubbed and kneaded the large soft pillows of her breasts between her hands.

  Without delay, I gave her what she asked for and with one long thrust pushed my cock inside her luxurious silken pussy. The reward she gave me for plunging my cock inside her was overwhelming. Bursts of pleasure shot through my body as her hot wet walls surrounded me and clamped down on my cock. She screamed out, and I wasn’t sure if she was cumming or if this was just how a woman reacted when a man thrust his cock inside her.

  Eager to share her pleasure, I slid my cock out and then back into her hot throbbing pussy again. I pumped her, enjoying the incredible way my cock felt as our bodies slid against one another. I reached out for her clit with my hand, but she let out a whimper and batted it away as I continued to ram my cock inside her.

  “Mmm,” She whipped her head back and forth against the bed sheets. “Cum for mama. Cum inside mama’s pussy, Rick.” She screamed.

  Her urgings inspired my cock and within seconds my balls tightened, my cock pulsed, and ecstasy shot through my body as I felt myself shooting long ropes of cum inside Mrs. Smith’s hot convulsing pussy.

  We lay in bed together for nearly a half an hour kissing after our pleasure subsided. Mrs. Smith allowed me to fondle her beautiful body. I lay beside her rolling her nipples playfully between my fingers and caressing the substantial curves of her breasts and ass with my hands.

  When she turned to glance at the clock, I glanced at it as well. It was almost 9 pm and the apartment meet, and greet was scheduled to be over in an hour.

  “Sorry, Rick, but I have to leave now. The babysitter’s almost off duty. But before I leave I want you to see something.”

  She hopped out of bed and sauntered her curvy naked body over towards my bedroom door where she bent down and picked up her purse. She opened it and pulled out an unopened box of condoms.

  “Here, Rick, this is for our next time,” she said as she handed me the box.

  I turned around and threw the large box of condoms on my bed. As I turned back to face her, she handed me another box that read “Plan B. Morning after pill.”

  She then took the box from me, ripped open the package and popped the single pill it contained into her mouth. She walked over to my bathroom sink, cupped up a handful of water and brought it to her mouth, allowing her to swallow the pill down in a single gulp.

  “We’ll use the condoms from here on out, but I couldn’t let you use them for your first time.” She reached up and cradled my cheek in her soft hand. “Every man deserves a creampie for his first time.” Mrs. Smith whispered and then kissed my cheek softly.

  “How can I get in touch with you, you know—for our next time?” I asked her as she dropped her hand away from my cheek and bent down to pick up her panties.

  She slipped on her panties and then sat down on the edge of my bed and motioned for me to help her put on her heels. I complied, dropping to my knees and strapping her beautiful delicate feet into her patent leather shoes with the six-inch heels.

  “I live downstairs in apartment 69. I work from home – so I’m available most mornings. The next time you’re craving me, just knock on my door between the hours of 9 am and 12noon. My apartment door’s always open for a stud like you.”

  Thank you for reading!

  Taboo 3

  Taboo: Milking/Lactation

  Chapter 1

  “Impressive healing—”

  Nurse Sheena bobbed her head up and down in agreement with her dermatologist father as he inspected my arm wound and declared it sufficiently healed. My treatment was finished.

  Damn it. My quick healing epidermis meant I wouldn’t have any more excuses to drop by the dermatology office and visit my crush, the famously nice and naughty nurse Sheena Jones.

  But, the overworked elderly doctor examining my arm was probably eager to see me leave both his and his daughter’s lives forever.

  Over the past two months, I’d made a nuisance of myself with my frequent impromptu visits to the busy dermatology practice. Almost daily I’d shown up to the office with gifts for the nursing staff. Gourmet treat gift baskets, chocolate candies, balloon bouquets, coffee, nuts, anything to gain entrance to the building and win the chance to speak with nurse Sheena.

  Mmm…Sheena’s low sultry voice. Just thinking about her speak makes my dick twitch. I could listen to the lingering, soulful melody of her sexy drawl all day long.

  “Impressive,” nurse Sheena finally parted her pink rosebud lips and spoke. After repeating her father’s statement, she twisted the plump curves of her mouth up into a mischievous grin and winked at me.

  At least– I think she winked. No. No, no, no. I wasn’t seeing things. She definitely winked. She winked– at me. Hot damn! The woman I’ve been lusting after for the past two months just winked in my direction. I’m in like sin.

  No. No, no, no. I’m not into anything—yet. It was just a wink, a mini flirtation. In fact, this was the first time the blonde bombshell had ever flirted with me. Before my healing, she
had kept all of our interactions strictly professional.

  She was my nurse, and I was her patient. It was just that I was the most devoted patient she’d ever had. I was the scarred, lovesick man whose admiration for her was relentless; the man who charmed his way into the secure medical office building every day determined to bring her more deliciously decadent gifts.

  But this new flirtatiousness of hers was a good sign. It meant I might have a shot at dating the smoking hot MILF. If I asked her out, she might actually say yes.

  My dick hardened and throbbed just thinking about what could happen if we dated. I could finally live out the fantasy I’ve masturbated to every night for the past two months.

  My dream of ripping open the top of her nursing uniform and displaying her fine tits for my viewing pleasure could finally become a reality. Once I took my chance to reveal her breasts, I’d lean in and plant my lips over the stiff peaked tips of her nipples – and I’d suck. I’d suckle at those huge melon tits of hers like my life depended on it.

  The nurse with the drop dead gorgeous tits and ass that all the guys at the kennels (and the gym and the supermarket and—well, just about every guy I knew) wanted to get their hands on might actually say yes to me – Wesley Carver: accident prone veterinary technician and lust sick puppy.

  “Thanks for the compliment, ma’am,” I stammered then slammed my mouth shut as her elderly doctor father looked up at me and adjusted his glasses with narrowed eyes.

  “You’re finished here, young man,” The doctor yawned while patting my arm. “Be careful with those dogs you walk. I hope we never have to treat you again for another wound. Stay safe.”

  “Um, thanks, doc,” I extended my hand toward the man whom I hoped one day would become my father-in-law. The still yawning man clutched it weakly barely bothering to return my handshake.

  “And thank you too nurse Sheena,” I dipped my head in gratitude while sputtering my way through my words, trying to think up a way to return her flirt and wink back at her without looking like a sexual deviant in front of her father.