Dirty Secrets (The Ultimate Taboo Box Set)

by Wild, Angel

  His lips were on my neck, nibbling and kissing, while his hands massaged my breasts, feeling their weight and squeezing a nipple.

  “Oh!” It felt so wonderful to have someone else’s hands on me. He took off his shirt and pulled down his shorts, exposing a pale, jutting cock. I bit my lip, looking at it. “Wow.”

  “Have you ever seen one before?”

  “Online.”

  He chuckled and then grew serious. “Lay down.”

  I did as I was told and waited expectantly. His hand was on my tummy.

  “You’re so beautiful, Maya.”

  “Thanks.”

  He kissed my stomach, which sent pleasure pulses racing through me. “I’ve no right to take your virginity.”

  “I don’t want it anymore. It’s yours.”

  He sighed with resignation. “I’m gonna go to hell for this.”

  “Me too. It’s more fun there anyhow.”

  “You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you?”

  This declaration prompted my pussy to tense unbearably. “Yes,” I breathed.

  His hand drifted over my smooth stomach to my shaved mound. “It’s baby soft,” he murmured. He slid my panties down my legs and tossed them aside.

  Then a finger brushed against me, and I moaned. He kissed me right above my pussy, forcing me to wriggle beneath him. “Can’t you do more than that?” I was horribly impatient. I wanted to feel his tongue in me.

  “Like this?”

  He brushed against my clit, wetting the sensitive skin. “Ooh! Yeah. Like that.”

  “How bout this?”

  In one long, arduous stroke, he laved me and dipped into my hole. “Oh, my God.” From there he continued to drive deep, over and over.

  “You taste like sex.”

  “What?” I wanted him to continue, not talk.

  “From earlier, from dinner. I can taste your arousal.”

  I placed my hands on top of his head and pushed him into me. “I don’t care. Just suck.”

  “Alright,” he chuckled. He sunk in deeply.

  I lifted my ass off the bed and thrust into his mouth. I wished his tongue were bigger. I needed so much more than what he was giving. Sensing my frustration, he drove a long, thick finger into my silky folds.

  “Oh, Jack.”

  “Do you like that, baby?”

  “Yes.” I arched my back and threw my head to the other side of the pillow. “It feels so good.”

  His finger was incredible. It stroked my inner walls, inflaming me beyond what I thought was tolerable.

  “You’re really wet, sweetheart.”

  I moaned.

  “Are you sure you’re a virgin?”

  I grabbed for him. “Fuck me, Jack. Please.”

  Chapter Four

  He rose over me, prodding my entrance with his cock. From there he slid up and down coating himself in my juices, pushing against my clitoris with each stroke. The intensity of the feeling was so heavenly, I nearly cried out.

  Then he pushed into me, and I gasped. The huge rounded end had barely crossed the threshold. It seemed to stretch me beyond capacity, and I suddenly feared it would hurt.

  “You are a virgin.”

  Why he had doubted it, I wouldn’t know. “Oh, my God.”

  “It’s not too late. I can stop.”

  I gasped, “No!”

  He leaned forward, sliding in a fraction. “You’re so tight. Jesus.”

  “Oh, Jack, oh.” There was a stinging feeling, which surprised me. I hoped it would go away soon.

  He pressed, I tensed, and he withdrew. He held the base and slid up and down, slickening the tip with the fluid of my arousal. I relaxed again and sighed. The fat tip pushed against my clit over and over, fueling the buzz that had begun to throb within me.

  “I’m sorry, baby,” he rasped.

  With one thrust he buried himself to the hilt. It stung greatly for a long, awful second.

  “Oh, God, I’m so sorry.”

  The intrusion had been a shock. His response was a revelation. I had pleased him somehow with my tightness, because he panted and groaned; all the while, his cock throbbed in me. He hadn’t moved an inch. The feel of something so huge and alien seeking shelter in my body was profoundly surreal.

  “Are you alright?”

  “Yes.” Then he moved. “Oh!”

  “I’m gonna fuck you, honey. Are you ready?”

  “I…guess so.”

  He drove deep and groaned.

  Whatever control he had, had fallen by the way side. He was no longer gentle, and I was too far gone to care. The massive intrusion, and the initial awkwardness, had been replaced with sheer bliss, as he worked himself in and out, inflaming me with renewed desire.

  My fingertips kneaded his muscled buttocks, where I dug into the firm flesh and held on for dear life. My legs wrapped around him, and I thrust my ass off the bed to match his movements.

  “Oh, God, Maya,” he moaned. His lips were near my ear, and he kissed my neck. “You’re so tight, honey.”

  He was receiving an enormous amount of pleasure from my body. Just when I thought he would kiss me again, he pulled himself out all the way.

  “Get on your knees,” he said hoarsely.

  Shocked, I sat up and did as instructed. I felt him behind me prodding, and then, with one thrust, he was buried deep.

  “Ooohh…yeah…” he moaned.

  This new position was a revelation. His hands gripped my hips as he used me harder, pounding forcefully.

  “Aaahh…Maya…ooohh…”

  I thought it would hurt being taken so roughly, but little bursts of pleasure began to ping, one after the other, and my stomach tightened and tingled as I bore down on him.

  “Ooohh…I feel that. This has got to be the tightest pussy I’ve ever had.” He sounded breathless.

  I wasn’t listening anymore. My head had fallen forward, my mouth was open, and all I could think about was how wonderful his cock felt. The sensation of fullness mixed with intense pleasure. It was too much.

  “Jack!”

  “Yeah, baby. You’re gettin’ close. Cum on my cock, honey. You can do it.”

  The sound of sex, skin smacking against skin, filled the room, mixed with the heady aroma of our lovemaking. The lingering fragrance of his cologne was all around me, intoxicating and spurring me on. I had begun to climb the heights of pleasure, and there would be no retreat. It was too late.

  “Oooh!” My pussy contracted sharply as wave after wave of luxurious sensation tumbled over me, knocking me around like a floating cork. “Jack!” I shuddered, shook, and gasped.

  “That’s it. Cum, you little minx. Good girl.”

  He continued to pound me, while I rode out the after affects of my orgasm. Then he removed himself altogether.

  “Open your mouth, pretty girl.”

  I turned around and observed him stroking himself. The organ was long and riddled with tiny veins that throbbed and pulsed. The rounded head looked shiny from our combined juices. Having never sucked a cock before, I approached it hesitantly.

  “Just don’t bite and it’ll be okay.”

  I licked him, tasting his saltiness, and inhaling the scent of our combined fluids. I smelled myself on him, and it was strangely arousing. His thumb rubbed over the engorged head.

  “I won’t last long, honey. I’m so close. I just need you to give me a little lick.”

  I sucked him with noisy, slurping sounds, as if he were a piece of juicy candy.

  “Oh, yeah. Oh, my God. You’re so sweet, Maya.”

  I was about to take him in further, when he pulled himself from me.

  “Oh, honey. I…have something for you.” He groaned.

  I waited for the unknown with my mouth open, tongue slightly out. He continued to stroke his tip; all the while, the rounded end glistened with pre-release.

  “Here…shit…I’m coming!”

  The end erupted and sprayed me wildly, forcing me to close my eyes. The sudden deluge
was a shock, as was the taste. It was bitterly salty.

  “Oh, Jesus!” He groaned.

  I thought it would never end. I felt wetness on my forehead, lips, and cheeks. It seemed to be everywhere. I swallowed and grimaced. The taste wasn’t to my liking, but I downed it anyhow.

  He collapsed on the bed. “Oh, man.”

  I wiped my face on the sheet and crawled next to him.

  His arms went around me. “Are you okay?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Did I hurt you?”

  “No.”

  “You’re not gonna tell Caroline, are you?”

  “No.”

  He moved hair out of my face. “Look at me, honey.”

  I did.

  “Are you sure you’re okay?” His brows drew together.

  I nodded.

  “You were amazing.”

  “Maybe we can do it again soon?”

  He smiled. “You’re gonna be a naughty sister in law, aren’t you?”

  I tingled everywhere. “I hope so.”

  When Mommy’s Gone

  By Angel Wild

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  The Saturday of Ella’s 18th birthday was perfect, hot and sunny. She’d wanted a pool party and her mom and stepdad had agreed. At the last minute though, Ella’s mom, Beth, was called out of town on a business trip.

  “I’m sorry I’m going to miss the party,” her mom said. “This is an important contract for the company. But Bill…” she motioned to Ella’s stepdad, who was sitting at the kitchen counter “…is going to be here to keep an eye on things.” She kissed Ella on the forehead. “You have fun and I’ll see you in a few days.”

  Ella watched her mom drive away. She came back to the kitchen and did a pirouette in front of Bill.

  “Do you like my new suit?” Ella adjusted the tiny blue bikini, sliding the top this way and that, adjusting the bottom so it sat just so on her curvy hips.

  “Yes, I do, honey. Blue is a good color for you.” Bill shifted on the kitchen stool, his cock beginning to twitch. “You’re the prettiest girl here. I hope you enjoy your party, sweetheart.”

  Ella wiggled over to Bill, rubbing her body against his arm as she leaned over to kiss his cheek.

  “You’ll take good care of me, won’t you, Bill?” Ella whispered in his ear. She pressed her body against him as he put an arm around her waist, pulling her closer, feeling the weigh—and heat—of her breasts against his arm, her stomach rubbing against his hip as he tickled her briefly, his fingers against her soft skin.

  “You bet. Anything for my little Princess on her special day. And if you’re good, I may have a surprise for you after the party.” He kissed the end of her nose. He slid his mouth down to hers, briefly skimming her lips with his. Ella kissed him back fully on the mouth, her tongue skimming across his lips. She pulled away, smiling, giving Bill a wink as she crossed the room. Then she slid open the patio door, loud music briefly pouring into the house, waving over her shoulder as she stepped into the sun.

  Bill watched as his stepdaughter danced her way out to the pool, stopping to giggle with a group of girls gathered at the edge of the patio. He was alone in the kitchen, music muted by the closed patio door, and he moved to the window over the kitchen sink, which gave a clear view of Ella in her tiny blue bikini.

  The suit had been a present from Bill, although he hadn’t signed his name to the card. Ella and her mom thought the suit was from Ella’s best friend, Stacy. But Bill had bought the suit almost a month before, barely able to contain his excitement at the thought of Ella wearing the tiny swaths of fabric, showing more skin than they covered. And Ella knew she looked hot. She’d modeled the suit for Bill and Beth several times, always asking Bill if he liked the suit, always watching his reaction. And his reaction was always an instant erection.

  He could see her now, her full tits barely contained in the top; her round ass clearly outlined by the skimpy bottom. The suit was perfect. Bill had spent a long time at the mall, looking at different suits, trying to imagine Ella in all of them. He’d gotten a huge erection when he finally found the perfect suit, and had been forced to hold the tiny shopping bag containing the suit in front of him as he made his way to the parking lot.

  Once home, he’d carefully arranged the suit on the bed, kneeling naked on the covers with it laid out in front of him, holding his hard, aching cock in his hands, stroking it slowly, rubbing his balls, as he imagined Ella wearing the suit, her lithe body wet from the pool…coming to him, touching him, stroking his cock—sucking him until he came in her mouth, on her face—as she smiled up at him.

  And then he was stroking himself hard, images of Ella naked, first as she knelt down in front of him, sucking his cock, as he thrust it between her full lips, holding her head as she looked up at him, fucking her mouth, making her gag on his giant cock. Then he dropped to his stomach on the bed, rubbing and thrusting his cock against the blue bikini bottom, imagined her on her back, as he lay between her legs, sliding his cock home into that tight, wet pussy, fucking her hard, groping and sucking her tits while he pounded into her. Then turning her over, fucking her from behind, that round ass in his hands, watching his cock slide into her swollen cunt. He could almost hear her screaming as she came, as he tore into her with his huge cock, finally coming inside her, filling her full of his hot seed.

  The last image sent him over the edge and he sat back on his knees as his orgasm took over his body, grunting loudly, hips pushing forward, holding his cock with both hands now, pumping out his load--first onto his splayed thighs and then, as he gained control of his thrashing cock, at the bed, spraying over Ella’s new suit, staining the fabric with his creamy cum.

  When he’d finished squirting hot cum all over her suit and the bed, he picked up the bikini bottom and rubbed it slowly over his cock and balls, wiping the last of his jizz from his body. He hadn’t wanted to get her suit dirty, but it was too late now. He wrapped the suit in an old towel and put it in the back of his closet and went out and bought her an identical suit.

  As he now watched his stepdaughter through the window, Bill’s cock grew hard again and he slid a hand down over the front of his jeans, slowly rubbing himself. It was going to be a long day—but a very good day—watching Ella by the pool, waiting for the end of the party when her friends would be gone, when he would be alone with her, now that his wife had been called out of town. He’d been waiting for a long, long time for Ella to turn 18, waiting for the right moment to take his pleasure. Tonight was going to be amazing. And what he’d learned a few days before was going to make it even more special for him, and for Ella.

  Beth had told him something the other night, just as they were getting ready for bed, which rocked his world. Ella was a virgin. Ella had confided that fact to her mom just last week. Bill was momentarily stunned hearing this. Fucking Ella was going to be intense, but to pop her cherry, knowing he’d be the first to stick his cock into that firm, tight pussy, instantly gave him a huge erection. He’d been filled with such lust he’d fucked Beth right then, hard and fast, the knowledge that Ella was a virgin—his for the taking—fueling his arousal. It was all he could do not to call out Ella’s name as he exploded inside Beth. Beth had been surprised—but happy—not knowing the reason Bill had been turned on so quickly or why he fucked her so hard.

  The pool party was a huge success. Ella was happy, her friends leaving shortly before midnight. Bill had watched Ella frolicking in the pool, her wet suit almost transparent, her firm young tits barely contained by the bikini top. At one point, when she rose out of the pool, water sliding down her beautiful body, he’d had to turn away to regain control.

  The cool evening breeze had made her nipples contract and the hard little buttons poked provocatively against the thin material. He found he was pinching the fabric of his jeans, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger. He could almost feel those hard hot nipples beneath his fingers—or in his mouth
, caressing them with his tongue.

  By the time they were alone, Bill’s cock was aching. But he was ready to fulfill his desires; to pop his stepdaughter’s cherry, to fuck her raw, spill his seed inside that virgin womb. He was patient; he’d been patient for a long time. He waited until she’d closed the door behind her last friend and then he took charge. They’d been in the softly lit living room, Ella still in her damp suit, wrapped in a big terry cloth towel, glowing with happiness.

  “You know, you still need a birthday spanking.” Bill laughed as he took her by the arm, pulling her gently toward the couch in front of the big bay window.

  Ella rolled her eyes. “Oh, Bill. I’m too old for a spanking. I haven’t had one since I was like 8.” Ella pouted briefly, but allowed Bill to lead her toward the other side of the room.

  Bill sat on the couch, patting his lap. “Come on, Ella, just for fun. It’s your birthday surprise.”

  Ella laughed, dropping the towel at her feet. “Okay. You win. Just for fun.” She looked down at Bill a moment and then lay down across his lap, her ass in the air. She squirmed against his legs, trying to get comfortable.

  “How’s this, Bill?” She squirmed again, looking back at him over her shoulder. “Does that look right?”

  “It looks just fine, Ella.” The movement of her body was making his cock twitch, the sight of her ass in front of him was almost too much. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes briefly. He exhaled slowly, ready to take what was his.

  “Ready, Ella?” She nodded her head, looking up at him with an impish smile. Bill brought one hand down softly on that luscious ass, briefly cupping one cheek before lifting his hand to spank her again. Ella wiggled again in anticipation of his touch.

  “Wait. This isn’t right.”

  Ella turned to look at him, a tiny frown creasing her forehead. “What’s not right?”

  “I can’t spank you with your swim suit on. We need to get rid of this.” Ella looked back at Bill, her eyes darkening with anticipation, as Bill slid his fingers beneath the elastic of her suit bottom, pulling it down slowly. Ella lifted her hips, letting him pull her bikini bottom down, exposing a sweet curve of ass cheek, pale against her summer tan. Bill raised his hand again, bringing it down much harder this time, the smack of his hand against her flesh sweet music to his ears. Ella jerked at the contact, a tiny noise coming from her throat, but she remained sprawled across Bill’s lap.