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Naughty Lessons for Elle Collection
Copyright © 2014 by Josie Myer
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Naughty Lessons for Elle Collection
(A Taboo Erotic Short Stories)
Book design by Josie Myer
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Table of Contents
Also By Jose Myer
Taboo Lessons for Elle (Three Erotic Reluctant Taboo Stories)
Naughty Lessons Before Rob
Serving Rob’s Friends
Date Night with Rob
Naughty Lessons Befo re Rob
My stepdaughter Elle is not so bright and can easily be taken advantage of. Since I’ve had her since the age of five when I married her mother, we always had to explain things to her slowly and in detail. When her mother died at fourteen, nothing about her had changed. No matter what kind of movies I allowed her and my son to watch, no matter how violent or sexual; she remain naïve and enormously too trusting. By eighteen she was still asking me about styles, what kind of clothes to wear out with her friends. And when boys started dropping her off after school I was ready to kill something.
Elle had grown into a gorgeous five foot six curvy woman with a body of a porn star; high full perky breast, slim torso, flat belly, and round firm ass that gave me an instant hard-on. Movie night had become torture as she climbed into my lap during a scary movie, wiggling around as though she couldn’t feel my throbbing cock through her cotton panty covered ass. Pushing those delicious tits against my chest; nipples hard and on display through the thin tank top tee, which has been her only bed clothes for the last three years. Some nights it got so dangerous and hard to keep my hands off her, I’d have to dump her on to her stepbrother’s lap, and rush to my bedroom to jerk off before my balls exploded.
But with my son off to college and my stepdaughter and me home alone, together; her need to have me help her with every single detail of her life put a strain on my libido, and kept my cock in a constant ache. Part of me thought she was doing on purpose. Walking around in her panties and tank tops or other times dressing in tight tee shirts that barely contained her plump breast, displayed her flat belly, and tiny miniskirts that sometimes barely covered her ass. And now there was the fucking idiot boys she kept going out with, only to return home late at night, and climb into my lap to discuss our day, while she rubbed her sweet ass against my painfully rock hard dick. Had my little girl grown up to be as manipulative as her mother had been? I had plans to talk to her about boys and sex years ago, but me and my constantly throbbing cock knew I’d purposely waited until she was legal.
“Daddy.” Elle called out, as I passed her bedroom door on my way down stairs for a beer. “Can you come help me?”
“What is it, baby?” I asked, stepping into her room and groaning because she was, once again, standing there with nothing on but her panties. “Why aren’t you dress? I thought you were going out with your friends tonight?”
“I am, but I just bought some new underwear and wanted to show you. And you know I need help with my bra.” She smiled up at me sweetly. “Will you help me?”
Fuck yes! “Baby, didn’t I already show you how to do this?”
I stepped in behind her caressing her naked shoulders, and running my hands down her arched back as she bent over to pull out a flimsy bra out of one of her shopping bags, while pushing her sweet firm ass right into my crotch. A slow wiggle and bounce of her ass against my growing cock gave me the sweetest pleasure. I had to bite back a grown at the view, imagining her ass bare as she took my thick rock hard cock from behind. Fuck it! I pressed my hips into her ass running my hands over her soft smooth skin; over her waist and ribcage to cup those wonderfully firm C cup tits. I heard her gasp and moan of pleasure, as I caressed my handful of her breast, listening as her breathing came heavy and uneven. We’d been here before, but taking it to the next level was the problem. I was dying to fuck her, but I wanted her to want it too, and believe it was something she needed. To know that our coming together physically was for her own good, so she’d come back for more
“Mmm, baby. Are your tits getting bigger?”
“I hope so.” She answered breathlessly.
“Who are you going out with?” I asked pulling the silky material of the bra she handed me over her breast, carefully fitting each one in the cups before hooking it closed in the back.
“Tony Patterson.” She answered, standing straight, moving her ass away, which made my cock weep with the loss. “He wants me to dress really nice because it’s our third date, and he says this one will be special.” She turned around to face me and struck a pose. “What do you think about this set?” She grinned expectantly.
The rosy silk clinging to her smooth pale creamy body was a nothing a panty and bra, but it looked so damn good that all I wanted to do was tear it right off her. And I’m sure this young punk Tony Patterson would be thinking the same thing.
“I don’t know, baby. Maybe you should try on another set so I’ll have something to compare it to.”
Her eyes went wide and happy at the suggestion as though she’d never thought of that. “Okay!” She nearly bounced with excitement and glee as she went for her bags to find another pair.
“What do you mean about this night being special, baby?” I asked not liking this third date and knowing full damn well what it meant. “Have you ever been on a third date?”
“No,” Her thin arched brows turned down in a frown as she bit her bottom lip in thought. “Do you know what it means, daddy?”
“Sure baby.” I answered readily. After all the years I’ve watched and waited, I’d be damned if she was going to give it up to some random punk kid. “Going on a third date with Tony means you’re agreeing to have sex with him.”
“What?!” Her eyes went wide with surprise. “Really?” She had pulled down the straps of her bra so that it hung around her waist, and she was just reaching for her panties, but stopped.
“Yes, really.” I moved in, to unhook her bra so that it could fall away, and stood right before her so that she’d have to gaze up at me. “What do you know about sex?”
“Um…” Her cheeks blushed.
“Have you let Tony kiss you?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Like this?” I swooped down and gently pressed my mouth over her pink plump fuckable lips before she could pull back, but she shocked me when she pressed her lips to mine, kissing me back.
“Was it like that?” She was still breathless and stunned, but I refuse to let her little mind think. “Open your mouth, baby.”
When she obeyed, I grabbed her hair, and quickly took her sweet wet mouth with a hungry ravenous kiss. I thrust my tongue inside her wet cavern, sucking on it, licking and biting until she was moaning whimpering. Her little hands clutched at my T shirt as though she were hanging on for dear life. I kissed her sweet mouth the way I wanted to fuck her innocent pussy; rough and full of possession, all need and greed and demand.
When I pulled back I had to catch her so she wouldn’t fall forward. Her pupils were shot. Her wet lips were bruised red and she shivered against me breathing heavy and fast. “Or was it like that?”
“The…the first one, D
addy.” She gasped, barely able to get it out.
“Did you let him rub your tits?” I asked, lightly caressing my hands over the soft mounds.
Her face flamed scarlet red.
“Tell me.” I all but growled my demand.
“Tony says if I liked him then I should let me touch my boobies…”
“Use the grown up words and call them tits, baby.”
“Tits.” She blushed some more. “And then when we’re driving in his car, he always puts his hands up my skirt to touch my thighs and my panties…” She hesitated blushing even harder but finished. “And my private place.”
Damn! This Tony punk was half way there into turning my daughter into a full blown slut.
“Private place?” I banned ignorance, when by now my cock was aching and weeping to get into her pussy. In which, I was beginning to think, despite Tony’s clumsy advances; still might be innocent and virginal. But damn, with all those boys that kept coming around, and the way she constantly rubbed against me; I thought for sure someone would have gotten between her legs by now. “What private place?”
“Daddy.” She sang with a smile motioning to her crotch between her legs. “You know where you had to help me shave.”
“Oh, that’s right, baby.” I smiled turning her, so that her back was to me again, only to smooth a hand down, and slowly slip it inside her panties, finding the material extremely wet. Damn she was as excited as I was. I gently glazed my hand over her smooth bare cunt lips. “This is your pussy. Say pussy, baby. Remember I taught you that word when I had to help you rinse it after shaving.”
“Yes, Daddy.” She gasped spreading her legs a bit so I could get my hand between them, letting me lightly stroked my fingers along her wet slit. “Pussy. I remember now. You said it was my pussy. You had to rub it really good for a long time to get all the soap rinsed away, so that it’s nice and clean. I love it when you help me shave it, Daddy. I never seem to do it right by myself.”
I smiled as she angled to get me to help her again in the near future. I had forced her to come twice, back to back, while teasing her clit, and fingering her tight little cunt until she was quaking in the shower as I rubbed my hands all over her wet supple body. And I was dying to do it again. “Baby, your pussy is really wet. Does it get this wet when Tony tries to touch it?”
She moaned rocking her hips back trying to get me to add more pressure as I stroked it. Even though it was killing me I pulled my hand out of her panties because she wasn’t paying attention. Her soft moan of protest made me smile.
“Take these panties off, baby, so Daddy can see what Tony’s tried to do.”
“Okay, Daddy.” She pulled them off and quickly kicked them to the side.
“Here,” I patted her bed. “Get up here and lay down on your back so Daddy can take a look.” She obeyed, and I had to rub my aching cock that was trapped behind my jeans, that jumped at the sight of my little girl spreading her legs out wide. “That’s it, baby. I guess we never really talked about what sex was, and what you are now required to do. But with graduation coming up and your grades… I’ll be happy if you even graduate.”
She frowned obviously been giving this a bit of thought herself. She’d never get into a college, but I would never throw her out. I would never demand she leave. Actually, what I had in store for her was to keep her in the family by possibly marrying my son. But first I needed to train her who was going to be in control over her gorgeous body, those fuckable lips, that firm ass, and this innocent naive wet tight pussy. She was smooth all over. Her mound completely hairless the way a little girl’s pussy is supposed to be. She never liked hair growing there; she’d told me once, and once she was old enough I agreed to start helping her shave it. So now with her legs spread so far back I got a good even glimpse her pink anal hole. I stood between her splayed legs and pulled off my T shirt pausing before I went to the snap at my pants.
Panic filled her face. “Daddy, what are you doing?”
“Is it okay that I open my pants, baby? I’m really hard and achy and it starting to hurt.”
“No, Daddy. If you’re going to explain sex to me then I need to see everything and I’ve never seen a man completely naked.” She reached between her legs and caressed her hand over the bulge in my pants, as I made quick work of pulling my briefs off, until I was as naked as she was.
When she got a good view of my ten inch thick rock hard cock she tried to close her legs. I smacked her thigh close to her ass and growled. “Un uh, keep those legs open so Daddy can see that pussy.
“B-But, I don’t know about this Daddy.”
“You don’t know shit about anything, baby. Just because you turned eighteen last week doesn’t mean you can go on a third date with a boy when you don’t know what to expect. Daddy needs to teach you.” Quickly crawling upon her bed, I got my hands on the pussy she had splayed before me.
“But Daddy, you’re really big.” She shivered, eyeing my cock.
“What’s really big? “I questioned very light stroking the outer lips of her wet mound, which keep her shivering for me. She pointed. I growled at her brought my hand down between her legs and spanked her wet cunt lips. She gasped giving a small cry. “Cock or dick, baby. You know the words.”
“Cock…” She whimpered as I continued to lightly stroke my thumbs over the wet pink skin. She was beautifully pink and a little red right at the wet hole of her cunt.
“Um hmm, that’s better.” I said and couldn’t help but praise her. “Such a pretty pink pussy you’ve got here, baby.”
“Thank you, Daddy.” She smiled sweetly.
“Now have you been letting that idiot boy touch this pussy?”
She hesitated to answer blushing once again and she nodded. “Just a two times Daddy.”
I stopped stroking and glared down at her. “On the first date? You let him touch it on the first date?” I didn’t wait for her answer. I just spanked her twice again. She gasped in shock, but the sound of my hand lightly popping that wet skin made my dick throb with lust. And her sweet wet pussy was blushing a darker pink from the spanks, and to both of our surprise, she was growing wetter. Her pussy juices were starting to leak. It was wetting my fingers that was spanking between her legs. I spanked her clit that was now swollen and protruding like a sweet wet little bud. Fuck! I could hardly hold back from taking my dick and just pounding her sweet untried pussy until I came out the other end.
“Daddy!” She cried and reached for my wrist between her legs.
“Put your hands over your head and hold on to the headboard.” I growled before she could touch my hands. She obeyed as her body shivered. I smacked her tits, first the left then the right. Then I pulled at her hard puckering nipples, making her body twitch and writhe. I leaned down and took one of the abused nipples into my mouth and suckled it. I knew I was being too rough with her untried virginal body, but I’d been waiting for five fucking years while she pranced around, practically naked some days, teasing me and my son.
She thrust her breast further into my face as I nursed on her nipple, and then suckled half of her tit into my mouth, while sliding a hand down her writhing body, between her legs, to stroke a finger along her wet slit. Her hips jerked up and her pussy was so wet it made my finger go dipper. I opened her cunt lips, pushing them back with my thumb, and stroked her clit; sliding a finger down to her gasping hole.
“Daddy! Please!” Her face was red, a mask of hot pleasure, lust, and confusion. She might not know what she was asking for or trying to deny, but her body sure as hell did.
“Look at me, baby.”
She was shivering from head to foot now, the muscle in small thighs and flat belly, twitching, as I caressed her tit in one hand, and rubbed her pussy with the other. Dipping a finger inside as I moved to rest above her. Her tight little pussy muscles squeezing around that one finger made me groan. Her body was writhing and shivering and I could tell she was already on the brink of orgasm. “I need to show you how to please a man. D
on’t you want to learn how to be a good slut?”
She didn’t answer or rather she couldn’t, with eyes shut, her hips bucking fighting to get more of my finger, and her head thrown back in pleasure. I drew my fingers from her pussy, moving my hand completely away. She moaned a complaint, but finally opened her eyes to look at me.
“Don’t you want to learn?”
“Yes, daddy. Teach me how to be a slut for you.”
I kissed her sweet mouth, sitting up on my knees, and brought her with me. “You can be my sweet slut, baby. You can be daddy’s whore, but you’ll be Rob’s wife. People won’t like it if you’re not married to someone closer to your own age.”
The blush came out of nowhere this time. I stood off the bed beside her naked body, and gently stroked her pink cheek. “What’s this about? Do you already have a crush on your big brother?”
Her nod of consent was shy and worried. “Are you mad?”
“Have you and your big brother been doing things I don’t know about?” I demanded.
She bit her lip looking really worried now.
“It’s okay, baby. I rather you experiment with Rob, someone who I know won’t hurt or take advantage of you, than that Tony boy.” I pulled her forward on her hands and knees to face me, and placed her hands around my throbbing cock. “Tell me what you and your big brother have been doing.”
“We just kiss a lot. And when he lets me sleep with him, he likes it when I rub his... cock.”
“Is that all you do it? Is rub it, baby?” I could tell it wasn’t, because even as her small hands stroked the length of my monster, she kept licking her lips as if hungry. Damn, I was about to feed her the load of a life time. There was pre-cum already forming at the tip, bubbling up I was so horny to have her.
“He let me suck it too.” She whispered as if I would disapprove.
“Then show daddy what you’ve learned.” I took the back of her head, and forced her down. “Open your mouth for Daddy. Take that cock.”