EROTICA: GREAT SEX STORIES, ALPHA MALES & THEIR TIGHT BABE

by Tammy Goaren

  “How’s school?” Katrina asks her daughter. She was inside Leila’s bedroom, combing her daughter’s smooth red hair.

  “It’s fine.”

  “Good. So, any fine men around you lately?”

  “No.”

  Katrina’s eyes shot a piercing glare though the mirror and Leila was startled when she saw her gentle mother glaring at her angrily.

  “What is it?”

  “I know you’re a bright girl Leila. Your mother’s a judge and your father is a doctor. So why are you playing this silly games?”

  “What do you mean mom?” Leila’s throat bobbed.

  “Aren’t those kiss marks on your neck?”

  Leila’s eyes darted fast to the mirror and she checks for the mark. She paused for a minute and looked at her mother, “I got this from a game. It’s nothing.”

  “A game!? With who?”

  “Oh, you know him very well mom. He’s all I could ask for more.”

  “Leila what are you—what’s going on here?” Dale inserts in the conversation. He entered the room naturally and his eyes gaze at Leila. Their eyes locked for seconds before Katrina could notice. Leila’s pussy was throbbing and creaming at the sight of her step-father.

  “Dale. Your daughter needs to be disciplined. She needs rules.” Katrina sighs, pointing at Leila’s kiss marks.

  Dale looks at the marks on her white neck. He feels the shivers and a hard on that starts to bulge in his pants. Immediately he looks away and takes Katrina by the waist, rubbing his wife’s shoulders as he spoke gently, “I will talk to her. Why don’t you go to our bedroom first?”

  Katrina was hesitant but she follows Dale’s concern and walked out the room with one last warning look to her eighteen-year-old daughter, “I’m watching you young lady.”

  Leila smiled, thinking quietly,

  ‘Sure you are mom. The problem is…you’re not watching close enough.’

  &&&

  “Naughty, naughty...” Dale whispers, sitting at a single chair as he watches Leila’s nakedness, kneeling under him. He tugs the belt that wrapped around her white neck as he pulled it towards the side. Leila moaned in a yell, her head was between his manly robust thighs. “Why did you show it to your mother?”

  Leila’s eyes looked at Dale lustily and she smirks, “I wanted to daddy…”

  “You disobeyed me?”

  “Yes…” She purrs, drawing in Dale’s madness. He tightens the belt around her neck and she gasped. “Pleasure me.” He orders.

  “Yes daddy…”

  Her soft hands stroke his huge cock, gently and hotly feeling his warmth. Slowly and licking it tenderly, she then swallows his shaft, tasting the jerking huge cock in her small mouth. She licks it and swirls her tongue wildly, just around the underside of the cock’s head. Dale sweats, driven with desire. He grunts, pulling the belt further as Leila’s becomes firm with her sucking. She groans, moaning as her breath troubles her, yet she enjoyed the painful sensation. She could feel it on her thighs, fluids, dripping slow as she brushes her face against his muscular thighs. She drooled. Her saliva keeps on wetting and making the blowjob messy as she slobbered all over his lap. She hadn’t removed his cock from her mouth for even a second and she knew Dale felt good and crazy.

  "Uhmm..daddy. I'm going to cum…”

  Dale groaned, “It feels good darling...but you’re not allowed to cum yet.. Your punishment isn’t over." He says in authority, whispering deeply. Leila’s clit was soaking wet with the thrills.

  Watching her beautiful nudity, he gives her seconds to breath and abruptly he made her returned to his cock. She took in his own rules and sucked him like a bitch in heat. Her sexual sound gets louder and it excites him further. He knows her pussy was getting all the more stimulated.

  "Nmm..Mmm...Oh...Mmpphh...UM!" Leila moaned. It was tough to breathe with the belt tightening around her neck and with her mouth filled with his big hard cock. She swished his cock inside her cheeks, getting it deeper into her throat while she breathes though her nose.

  Dale's groans get desperate and his breathing more heavy. The desire to fuck her up, made him enthralled with desire. Leila firmly grabbed his dick with strong suction from her mouth, fondling his balls. She sucked and licked him lovingly, while stroking his balls. She looked up at her beloved father. His eyes were onto her, gazing her with ultimate desire.

  "FUCK… Leila you’re so fucking sexy sweetheart..!” Dale moaned and Leila sucked him faster, moaning noises as her pace and intensity grew with each up and down of his cock. The slurping sounds trips louder and incites them both with the hot sucking that completely made Dale’s cock rock hard and throbbing. Leila could feel his shaking and her own body trembling

  "OH! Fuck!" His grip on the belt loosens and he grabs for her hair, making her drink and swallow many loads of cum. It was a very intense rush. The lots of cum built up, the amount was intense but she tastes and drinks it. Leila bobbed her head up and down, quickly swallowing it up. She drank every drop.

  Her little tight pussy squirts and her love juices spills, tainting the red carpet. Dale watched her, ensnared and addicted. His other hand grabbed for her boobs tightly. She moaned loud. Spurt after spurt of hot cum shot down her throat as he squeezes her breast.

  Dale’s cum mixed with Leila’s saliva as she licked the tip of his shaft, boldly swallowing it all down. Soon, his cock quivered with aftershocks, and more creamy juice trickled down her throat. Suddenly, with great force, he tugged the belt and she shriek. The pain ached and the bliss kicks in through her body. Her face was pulled away from his member and she falls down to the soft cloth of the carpet. Her breathing starts to get desperate and loud and in frenzy she looks up at her step-daddy that studied her trembling state.

  “So, why did you show it to your mother?” Dale’s voice was thicker and darker than before.

  “I… I told you already…”

  “You’re lying darling.”

  Leila closed her mouth and shut her eyes tightly. Her cheeks flushed with supreme embarrassment at her childlessness and obvious lying. She couldn’t say and accept that she was on the verge of envy and jealousy. The thought of confessing her real feelings to her step-father could ruin everything. It made her secretive.

  Dale notices her nervousness and so he drops the topic smoothly, he removes the belt that was tied onto her neck and he carried her in his arms. The soft blush in her cheeks made him hard again, she was too beautiful, “Let’s get you clean up little queen.”

  &&&

  She was sitting on his lap; his cock completely poking and twitching between her butt and his toned thighs pressed against hers. Her small back rested against his broad shoulders and toned chest. The scent of him all over her body, the fragrance of the soap, the sound of the running water and the exchange of their breathing on the large marbled bathroom made her pussy clench.

  “Look at you.. You’re so wet again..” Dale whispers huskily, nibbling on her earlobe as he licks it teasingly, touching her pussy and making her stare at the huge full view mirror that was in front of them. She could see her lustful expressions and her bare pussy in full view. Leila grinded her ass against his crotch and Dale snickers, “Aren’t you too naughty Leila?” His hand grazes over her clit and she moans crazy for his touch.

  Leila rasped, “My body wants you daddy... I’m so sorry for being naughty.”

  He grabs her face with his hand and deepens the kiss, parting her lips with his own and intertwining their tongue together, sucking sweetly on her tongue, licking her upper jaw and under her mouth, saliva drips hotly as her soft back pressed onto him while his other hands goes lower and rubs against her clit, faster and faster. The friction turns vivid and it sent her shaking.

  “Ummh..Aghm..!”She panted and moaned.

  Feeling her wetness and excitation, he thrusts a finger on her soft wet pussy. His thrust quickens and sharpens. "Oh fuck!” She moans, the feeling of being bare against his body was ecstatic. His hard cock keeps on p
oking her soft ass each time he thrust. It made Leila keep on moaning as Dale's cock keeps on probing and teased her. Quickly, she grinded even harder and her pussy clench, the euphoric feeling between her legs made her scream. Suddenly, Dale inserts two fingers inside her pussy, sliding and thrusting in different angles that make her pant.

  He kissed her deeply, fingered her and fondled her breast.

  "Um! Oh fuck..! Fuck! I’m gonna’ cum!" She moaned loudly, almost yelling.

  “Here." Dale knew her body almost too well and he was careful not to break her hymn and ruin her impending orgasm. Skilfully, he quickens his pace. "Oh God, I'm so crazy for you." He whispers. She was so wet and sensitive. He grabbed her breast and she shuddered then he lowers his other hand and rubbed her clit. He gave it a flick with his thumb and Leila cringed, then he pressed and tugged on it, softly and roughly stimulating her most sensitive area. She was so close to coming. He pressed his thumb to her clit one last time and his fingers thrusts in as deep as they could go. Leila’s orgasm was intense, spurting and squirting with fluids as she pants. Her body shudders very hard and the daze expression she wore allured Dale more and more. Dale wrapped his arms around his waist, “Look at yourself…you’re being dirty again… tsk, tsk, tsk, I have to clean you up again…” he whispers, gripping Leila’s jaw to make herself look at the mirror. She was so horny. Her pussy was drenched and the facial expression she had as she pants loudly and as her orgasm subsides was lascivious. She was flustered yet lewdly, she grabs for his face with her hands and pulls his head to kiss him again.

  It was smutty. “Daddy… I want you.” She whispers with a naughty smile and she sees his throat bobbing.

  &&&

  Both hands on the mirror, Leila’s face facing her own flushed expression and the lecherous sight of the position that made her shiver. Dale was behind her, rubbing and grinding his big hard cock against the entrance of her wet vagina. She squirms. She needed him and ached for him. His strong hands gripped onto her delicate waist and he spanked her ass, hard.

  “Ahn!”Leila shrieks.

  “Stay still or I won’t give you more.” He commands, playing her unfairly that she quivers, keeping her movements to a minimum.

  “Don’t tease me like that daddy…”

  Dale smirked.

  Smoothly, he pushed his cock as far into her wet warm pussy. His cock drives deeper as far as he could and he stopped moving. Only their heavy breaths filled the bathroom. Leila felt impatient and so she started moving whatever little she could.

  "Don't move," He suddenly growled.

  The authority in his voice sends shivers down her spine. Leila exhaled as he traces his cold fingers down her silky soft back. Gently, he leaned on her and softly bit down on her shoulder. She flinched and he gives her a smack on her ass. “What did I told you?” he asks.

  “Don’t move.”

  Smack! She moaned loud. The fact that he was her stepdad and her mother’s beloved was long forgotten.

  “That’s a good girl now.”

  Consequently, Dale finally started moving his cock, slowly in and out of her pussy. Leila’s arms and legs shakes in pleasure and frustration. She wanted more. The slow pace that he kept was infuriating. He was testing her limits unlike the way he had thrilled her like always.

  "Daddy..please just…" She whispers. She needed more of his hard rules

  "Please, what?" his voice was husky and deep as he kept the slow pace going. He turned on the shower’s knob and the cold water starts to pour down their naked bodies. Leila whimpers, her sensitivity heightens with the cold droplets and with Dale’s cock. Her pussy tightens around his firm dick.

  “Why did you lie again?” Dale teases, keeping it slow as he enjoys her reactions.

  “I don’t know!”

  Dale grabbed her by the hair and her head tugged up while his other hand grasped for her hips. “I’m stopping…” Dale sluggishly withdraws his cock and Leila was forced to say the words, “I want you all to myself!” She screams, shutting her eyes and avoiding looking at her reddened face and Dale’s expression.

  Out of the blue, Dales hands grips her hips sturdily to steady his self as he pushed his cock even further into her, kissing her womb and retreated immediately, only to thrust right back in. Leila screams, her moans following afterwards as the sound of their flesh hitting together echoed. He slammed and pounded on her flesh. The heat and deep pleasure of having someone inside her stirred her up. Each trust that Dale pounded into her pussy sent her a tingling jolt through her belly. It caused her toes to curl and her entire pelvis to contract, grasping his whole cock harder each time.

  Her pussy throbbed and the sensation of pleasure keeps her moving, following Dale’s skilled movement as their body synchronized with the hard fucking. She was getting close to her third orgasm. Her body was sensing all the desire and she could both feel and hear that Dale was close as well. The feel of his hands on her hips and his grip as it tightens makes her sure that it would leave bruise, nevertheless she was yearning for more. His gruff moan was louder.

  "Dale!" Leila screamed as she was thrown over the edge, the severe tingling sensation shoots through her entire body. "Oh fuck me Daddy!"

  "Arghh, yes baby!" Dale pounded himself one last time and his hot semen covered her baby girl’s insides, over pouring and warming her up.

  “Fuck!”

  Leila loses the strength in her legs and she becomes brittle, slowly falling when Dale catch her. He grabbed her around her waist and helped her up. His big and rough hands gently hold her, caressing her skin. Leila quivers, still moaning when she felt that his cock was still hard and still inside of her. Her insides pulsated around his hard cock. Leila twisted around to look up at Dale’s gray eyes and she smiled sadly,

  “I’m selfish, aren’t I? I don’t want to share you with my mother.”

  Lovingly, Dale kissed her deeply and he pulls away softly, “Your mother and I are together because of business. Our marriage is exclusively about business. You are everything that I want.” He cupped my face in his hands, licking away the soft tears. "I've had my eyes on you for the past four years. Always."

  Overwhelming joy and pleasure hits on Leila as Dale’s passionate words echoes in her mind. She could feel his cock twitch inside of her and she enjoyed it but it was immediately interrupted by a knock on the bathroom.

  “Leila! Is that you? Do you know where your father has gone to? I couldn’t find him anywhere.” Katrina’s voice calls from the other side of the door.

  Leila’s throat run dry, the anxiety eats her up but when her eyes gazed at Dale, glancing at his body that was lean with muscles, she was in awe, seeing the thirty-three years old brimming with confidence.

  “I don’t know mom. Maybe he’s outside.” Leila answered, feeling the extreme desire to own Dale.

  “Okay then.” Katrina responded and her footsteps echoed, getting far away from the vicinity.

  “Do you want this to stop?” Dale asks seriously, his voice strained as he embraced her soft body.

  Leila kissed his cheeks and smirked, “Never.”

  The last word was uttered and the only noises that came out after were moans, screams, groans and flesh hitting together.

  STORY ELEVEN

  Chapter 1

  Samantha sucked on her half-burnt cigarette decisively. She had only one goal; to achieve a calm enough state for her to, at the very least, look relaxed. But of course she knew that forcing herself to ease her nerves would only set her thoughts in a bigger flux and make her palms sweat even more intensely.

  “Oh, this is ridiculous!” she mumbled to herself and huffed a laugh. She brought her hand to her lips so that she could take another puff from the cigarette, only to discover that it had long turned into ash, as she’d been too busy trying to find ways to unwind. It was but a moment later that the doorbell sounded, and although she was startled by the expected, but sudden noise, she produced her most steady and confident steps as she walked all the way to meet
her guest. She had a little bit of time to check if her hair was in place before swinging the front door wide open, and when she did, at least ten different flashbacks rushed before her eyes.

  That time Jordan had come over for a study date. That other time when she was home alone and invited him over for a movie (and had wrapped it up with what he, even a year later, had referred to as the best blowjob in his life), and then when he’d come to pick her up and take her to the cinema a week later, and they’d ended up driving to a deserted parking lot, listening to music and drinking red wine in the backseat. She remembered that he was the first guy she had not been embarrassed to go to a party with, not because her other dates had been less attractive, but because Jordan had always been her dream guy, perfect in any way she could imagine, starting with the moment when her eyes had landed on him that fine September afternoon, during his first football match in her college.

  He still looked just as incredible as he had back then. If anything, he appeared even more fit and as cut out to be a famous athlete as he’d ever been. His brown eyes shone with a gleam that didn’t escape Samantha, even though she was all but dazzled by that familiar smile.

  She looked up at him. “Hey,” she managed to utter at last, happily. “… Welcome,” she remembered to add.

  “I’m so glad we got the address right. It’s so good to see you, Sam,” Jordan said, smiling. He leaned forward to give Sam a warm hug, one she could not completely focus on, as behind him was revealed the tall, blond vision she had never seen before.

  When Jordan pulled away, his eyes registered the woman’s gaze, and he turned to his friend. “Sam, this is Dave, I asked him to give me a ride. I need to rest my foot after the last match. Doctor’s strict orders,” he chuckled as he wiggled his right leg in front of her, as if to show what the problem was. All Sam could take in, though, was the way his muscles rippled with each tiny movement.