All Grown Up 4-Book Taboo Bundle (Man of the House Forbidden Penetration Box Set)

by Kitty Stroker

  That word set him off. I never called him Dad, and me saying Daddy now, sitting in front of him like this was something entirely different.

  "You are a little girl Keri, and little girls need to act right before their mommy comes out her and we all get in big trouble."

  "How are little girls supposed to act Daddy? Are we supposed to be nice to our parents?"

  "Of course dear."

  "Well, I made you breakfast Daddy, aren't you hungry?"

  I took my two middle fingers from my pussy, coated in my wetness, and put them to his lips.

  "Here Daddy, don't you want to taste the breakfast that I made for you?"

  I put my fingers to his lips, and Daddy kissed my fingers before he licked them."

  "Hehe" I said in my cutest little girl voice.

  Then, I rubbed my hands on his mustache so the last of my juices would stay on his face.

  "Oops Daddy, you're making a mess, you got my breakfast all over your face. It must have been yummy."

  "It was baby, I think I'm ready for some more."

  Daddy leaned forward and lifting my shorts as far to the side as he could, he licked my pussy. Starting low and working his way up to my clit, Daddy took one good swipe at my slit with his tongue and pulled his face back slowly, a trail of my wetness leading off of his lips.

  "Breakfast is delicious baby, did you make this all by yourself?"

  "Yes Daddy, and I made it all for you."

  "I'm starving, let Daddy have some more."

  "Its all for you Daddy."

  Daddy slid his chair forward and put my face into my pussy. I leaned back on the table, my feet on the edge and my legs spread to let his face reach me.

  "Be a good little girl and open wide for Daddy?"

  "Okay Daddy" and I spread my pussy and let him get a better look at my pink wetness.

  Daddy was licking my pussy slow and I loved it. Kevin never did this.

  "Oh Daddy, that feels good Daddy, that feels so good."

  Daddy was spreading my lips with his fingers so I was totally exposed to him. He was moving his head up and down, his tongue sticking out stiffly and probing my juicy wetness with every movement. I started rubbing my own clit with my finger while Daddy kept on licking me.

  "Do you like that baby?" he paused to ask me, then quickly went back to licking me.

  "Yes Daddy I love it, keep kissing me, I love your special kisses."

  Lifting his face to my clit not, Daddy was kissing me instead of licking, and sucking my flesh at the end of each kiss. When he got to my clit, it was too much. My body shook and I closed my eyes as hard as I could. I never felt anything like that before, but I think it was what my girlfriends talk about when they say they had an orgasm.

  It started in my clit and then the feeling spread to different parts of my body. My muscles tightened and I arched my back and my hips were lifted off the table by a force I couldn't control.

  "Daddy I'm cumming, I'm cumming Daddy, don't stop."

  Daddy knew how to make me feel good and he didn't stop. He kissed me harder and harder and the pressure he put on my love button sent me over the edge. Waves of pleasure that I have never felt before came over me and I couldn't do anything but let it happen. I opened my lips but no sound came out, I just moaned silently and rubbed my breasts and stomach, not wanting that delicious feeling to end.

  Eventually it did, and I laid back down on the table. Only when I seemed to be totally back to normal did Daddy stop kissing me down there.

  He sat back down in his chair and ran his fingers up and down my pussy in a loving way. It was only then that everything came back to me and I realized what I had done. I just seduced Darrin, and I loved it.

  "Honey, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that."

  He was even apologizing to me. This was awesome, I can't believe I got him to do that. Kevin would never do that to me, he said it was gross and I wouldn't like it but he was wrong, I fucking loved it.

  "Its okay Daddy, I liked it. But what about you Daddy, look at you."

  And my eyes went down to the shorts he slept in. I could see the tip of his dick pocking out the end of his shorts, they must have ridden up when he sat down.

  Still absent mindedly stroking my pussy, Daddy said "I'm fine honey, we shouldn't."

  "Daddy, I'm sorry I got you all excited. Kevin says that men have to fuck when they get hard or it hurts I don't want to hurt you Daddy, I love you."

  That was all Daddy needed to hear.

  He stood up and took off his shorts. His veiny cocky stood up straight and pointed at me. The mushroom head was darker than the rest, and there was just the smallest bit of moisture coming out of the top.

  "Daddy, please come fuck me."

  "Of course honey, of course."

  Daddy put his thumb on my clit, but instead of rubbing it, he slid his thumb to the side so he was pulling on my shorts. He wrapped that thumb around the lace edge and grabbed my shorts. "Do you need help taking these off honey? Here, let me help you." And Daddy ripped my shorts off. I gasped, I was so fucking horny when he did this.

  "Thank you Daddy. Come fuck me please."

  Daddy grabbed his dick and started rubbing the head up and down my pussy.

  "Honey, be a good girl and help Daddy again. Spread this young slit for Daddy. I want to get a good look at you."

  "Okay Daddy" and I parted my pussy lips to let his dick rub more of my inner folds of flesh.

  My pussy was slick and soon the entire tip of Daddy's dick was coated in my juices. He kept teasing me by just rubbing it up and down my pussy though.

  "Daddy, please... I need it."

  "Tell Daddy what you need?"

  "I need Daddy to fuck this young pussy, I need Daddy's dick."

  "Okay honey." But Daddy was still just rubbing me. That's when I got the idea.

  When Daddy's dick rubbed my pussy down low and was over my dripping hole, I pushed myself down on him. His head slipped into my pussy easily because I was already so warmed up.

  "Thank you Daddy."

  Daddy's dick was thick and I wasn't sure if I could stretch to fit it. It was wide and Daddy had to do a few half strokes before it could go all the way in."

  "Ohh, go slow Daddy, please go slow."

  "I won't hurt you honey, I love you."

  Daddy did go slow. His stroke was gentle and slow and timed to go at a pace similar to my breathing. I took a deep breath when Daddy put it back in and I exhaled when he took it out.

  Soon, it didn't hurt when Daddy put it all the way in. There was just a full tight feeling and I loved the way I stretched around Daddy.

  "Oh Daddy you're so big."

  "You're my little big girl though honey, you can handle it right?"

  "Yes Daddy. Fuck me harder now, please."

  Daddy obliged. Putting his hands on my hips, Daddy started to pound me harder. I laid on the kitchen table, my breasts completely out the bottom of my shirt and Daddy fucking me so good.

  Daddy was balls deep and he lasted a lot longer than Kevin would have. I started to feel that familiar build up that I always did, but Daddy didn't stop.

  "Daddy, I'm coming again, I can feel it, Daddy I'm cumming."

  "Go head sweetheart, Daddy wants you to cum" as he kept stroking my tight slight.

  "Thank you Daddy."

  The feeling came back to me from before. All of my muscles tensed up and I lifted my hips off of the table. Daddy fucked me harder when he saw this, and it just brought me there even faster than before.

  "Daddy I'm cumming" I started to say, but louder than before.

  Daddy grabbed my shorts, torn and to the side, and put them in my mouth. I tasted my own sweat and juices and I screamed as loud as they would allow me.

  "Yes honey, make your noise with that in your mouth, we don't want to wake your mother. Do you like that?" Unable to make a sound, I just nodded my head at Daddy as my second orgasm ever, and of that morning, sent waves of pleasure all throughout my body. I scream
ed and writhed on Daddy's cock and he kept fucking me hard while it happened.

  I wasn't able to just collapse and stop everything this time. Daddy was fucking me and just when my orgasm was over, Daddy started to get close to his.

  "Oh honey I'm about to cum, I'm about to bust a nut in my Sweetpea's pussy."

  I wrapped my self around Daddy and clenched my snatch as tight as I could around his dick. I wanted to squeeze the juice out of his cock. I slid up and down his pole and I squeezed it tight enough to milk every last drop of cum. Daddy made a face that let me know he noticed and loved it.

  "Oh shit honey don't stop, what are you..."

  I kept massaging his cock with my pussy walls and made eye contact with him, just like Kevin taught me.

  "Such a good girl, you love your Daddy don't you?"

  Again, unable to talk, I just nodded my head as Daddy blew his load deep into my pussy. He threw his head back and grabbed my neck, squeezing and taking a bit of the life out of me as he pumped fresh life into my stomach with that cock. The sounds of his cock sloshing around my soaked pussy were delicious and if I didn't want to have his baby, I would've pulled it out and sucked it dry. Unable to keep squeezing, my pussy relaxed and I took him inside of me with a hug every stroke, instead of the choke hold my young walls were treating his penis to. I relaxed and held his nuts in my hand and milked my Daddy's penis dry.

  When there wasn't any more salty juice coming out, I took Daddy's dick out of my mouth. I stayed like that for just a moment, looking up at my Daddy. I couldn't recall seeing him so happy.

  "Honey, that was incredible."

  "Thank you Daddy."

  "Come here."

  My Daddy grabbed my ass with both hands. He pulled me close to him so his hard dick was pressing against my stomach and one of his fingers was touching my soaking wet pussy.

  "You know what honey? I don't think you should go to school today."

  "Oh really Daddy?"

  "Yes, really. Go take a nap. You're going to need your strength for all the shopping we are going to do today."

  "Thank you Daddy" and I gave him a kiss on the cheek like I used to when I was younger.

  "No honey. Thank YOU" and my Daddy gave me a tongue kiss, like the kind between adults who love each other.

  I had a feeling that it was the first of many to come.

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  BANGED FOR BLING - A TABOO EROTICA ADVENTURE

  (A MAN OF THE HOUSE PREGNANCY TALE)

  By Kitty Stroker

  Copyright 2014 Kitty Stroker

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  BANGED FOR BLING - A TABOO EROTICA ADVENTURE

  (A MAN OF THE HOUSE PREGNANCY TALE)

  What can you expect from this Naughty Taboo Tale?

  Tiffany is so grateful to The Man of the House for getting her a job at his jewelry store.

  Nobody knows their connection and that makes it all the more fun and secretive when he drops by, but something is different.

  Today, he's treating her like his new favorite naughty employee and he even brought along some jewels to sweeten her honey pot...

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  I can't go into further detail here, but click the "Look Inside" button for a taste of what's to come inside ~BANGED FOR BLING~

  WARNING: This story is about a curvy coed who doesn't feel special until the man of the house offers her something pretty if he can have something precious from her. It contains adult content that some readers may find offensive. You're not one of those readers, are you? -Kitty Stroker-

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  "I opened my lips but no sound came out, I just moaned silently and rubbed my breasts and stomach, not wanting that delicious feeling to end."

  Banged for Bling

  I hated working at this jewelry store but it was the only way I could make ends meet. I had a nasty little "shopping on credit" habit that was catching up to me. Honestly, I wanted to be a writer but "starving artist" wasn't a very appealing job title. Plus, I was turning 22 in a few weeks so I felt way too old for that shit. I felt determined to make my own way instead of asking my parents to help with my bills like so many of my friends.

  My step-dad, Adam, got me this job. I figured that was better than begging for money outright. The least I could do was deal with it like a grown up. Nobody knew that he got me this job, or that he was even my step-dad because of the different last names, and I liked it that way.

  It was the staff that I really hated. Angela our store supervisor, and all-purpose bitch on wheels, was always ragging on me. She was thin like one of the cheerleader mean girls in those high school movies. She worked out 7 days a week and the entire staff knew it. Angela loved to tell you what she did in the gym earlier that day and then ask "so, when are you going to join me?" It seemed like she gave it to me more than anybody, I guess its because I was the biggest weight-wise.

  I think she reminded me of my mom, and that's why I hated her. My mom was always ragging on my weight, when she wasn't ragging on my clothes or the way I lived my life in general. The last good thing she ever did was marry Adam, and that was ten years ago.

  Adam always said real men liked curves on their women, and I shouldn't worry about the ones that wanted bodies like little boys. I tried to take that to heart but it was tough to swallow. The Angela's of the world got all the guys' attention in school and I was stuck in the friend zone. It was harder still now that we were all the same age and she got promoted above me, despite the fact that I trained her here. I think that little slut slept her way to the top. Not that I minded, I wish one of the district managers would hit on me like they do her. I could use a good fuck and the promotion would just be a nice little bonus on top. I think all the DMs stayed away from me though because everybody was scared to piss of Adam.

  Despite my reassurances as to the reason why, it still irked me that nobody flirted with the cute curvy girl. A sized 18 woman was a shoulder to cry on. In college when my jock buddies lost a game and it was a confidant to speak with when the managers were talking about whom to promote. I never could work up the courage to say, "You know what would make you feel better? Here, come suck on my huge breasts and fuck me all night long. Take your mind off of things for a while."

  Nobody here saw me that way either, but I didn't let it bother me. It was their loss if they never got to see the sexy lingerie I always wore under my work uniform. They were the ones that would miss out by not having a chance to hold my EE cup breasts in their mouth. They were th
e sorry assholes that ran after stick figures like Angela. Those poor idiots didn't have something soft and warm pushing back when they fucked their girlfriends and wives.

  "Oh well, their loss."

  The customers here were one of two types. They were mostly college girls, drawn in by the diamonds in the window. They knew the store name from all the movies and they all wanted a Tiffany diamond ring when their boyfriends proposed. I humored them and showed them the basic stuff, never really mentioning the price because none of the girls ever asked. They just wanted to see the sparkle and I had a good time showing them. The college girls usually ended up buying one of the smaller bracelets or rings. Sometimes, they didn't buy a thing but promised their boyfriends would be back later for something they had their eye on.