21 Taboo Tales

by Robin Pressley

  I giggle into Braxton’s kissing mouth. Boy, these aliens sure have a lot to learn about human mating. Well, I guess Braxton and I will just have to show them.

  “No, no, no,” Vaz answers his student. “What they are doing now is called kissing. It’s a form of foreplay intended to increase the levels of arousal prior to the actual mating.”

  “Ah…most interesting.”

  I run my fingers over Braxton’s scruffy jaw as we continue to kiss. It’s so funny to be on display like this, and to hear Vaz narrating our little make-out session like some kind of alien David Attenborough is even more far out.

  But it’s also kinda turning me on. Apparently I like putting on a show. And the more we get into it, the less Braxton seems to mind too.

  His hand slides down my delicate throat, giving me a firm squeeze there, and my body thrills at the feeling of being helpless under his powerful hand. He moves lower, caressing my breasts, squeezing my fleshy mounds and tweaking my stiff peaks between his thumb and forefinger.

  “Oh God, yes,” I moan against Braxton’s soft lips as we briefly break our kiss before diving back in for more.

  “The female seems to be enjoying that,” one of the Voyvoxians observes, quite accurately I might add.

  “Yes,” Vaz says, obviously enjoying his role as the expert on human mating rituals. “You see, in humans, the sensitive mammaries are an important erogenous zone.

  “Fascinating.”

  Braxton’s hand slides farther down my body, over my soft, twitching tummy. His fingers find the soft patch of fur at my crotch. I gasp as he delves deeper, finding my hooded clit. With his thumb, he deftly pulls back my cowl of flesh as his finger begins to stroking my hard pink pearl.

  I yelp and moan with pleasure, bucking my hips as my fingers clutch at the slippery satin sheets.

  “Are the recording devices picking this up?” Vaz asks. “Good. Just zoom in there on the male’s hand. Notice how he stimulates the female’s clitoris. If he continues, he can bring the female to a sexual climax just like that.”

  And almost as if on cue, and intense orgasm wracks my body. I gasp and sob as the amazing climax shivers through me, making my muscles spasm. I have a little vibrator at home that I use, but it usually takes me a few minutes to give myself a good clit orgasm like that. Braxton just did it in a matter of seconds, and it leaves me panting and wondering just what else those talented fingers of his can do.

  “Oh dear,” one of the aliens mutters. “It seems as though the female has already finished before they have had a chance to copulate.”

  “Don’t worry,” Vaz reassures him. “As long as the male counterpart is sufficiently adept, as this one certainly appears to be, the human female is capable of achieving countless orgasms in a very short span of time and in many different ways.”

  And as Braxton’s fingers wander down to my slit, I have a feeling that he’s going to demonstrate that fact.

  “Fuck, Lacie, you look so pretty when you come,” he groans. “Do you like that? Do you like it when I touch you there.”

  “Mm-hm” I whine. My tongue feels too loose and lazy to form words

  Meanwhile Braxton’s strong fingers glide between my slippery wet petals of skin as he strokes my parting, wetting his fingers with my nectar.

  “Touch me inside,” I whisper softly, kissing his scruffy chin. “Please, Daddy.”

  I immediately flick my eyes up to meet Braxton’s. I don’t know how he’ll react to what I just said. I mean, I’ve never called him that before. But the word just feels so right considering the loving, gentle way that he’s pleasuring me. And besides, this whole situation is so freaking crazy as it is, surely a little extra kinkiness won’t bother him.

  In fact, it has quite the opposite effect. Braxton grins and rubs me even more firmly, his fingertip teasing at my opening.

  “All right, baby girl,” he whispers. “Just relax and open up for Daddy.”

  When I hear him say those words, I nearly come one more time, and my coochie practically gushes with excitement.

  I squeal as one finger pokes inside my tight hole, followed shortly by another.

  “Damn, sweetheart,” he grunts as he works his fingers deeper. “Your little pussy feels so nice and soft inside. And you’re so wet it’s unreal.”

  “I’m wet for you, Daddy,” I moan.

  As the crowd of Voyvoxian aliens watch, Braxton repositions his body so that his head is between my legs. While he continues stroking my soft inner tissue with his fingers, he dips his head and tenderly kisses my pulsing sex.

  “Fuck, you taste so sweet,” he breathes in a husky voice.

  I cry out again as Braxton buries his face between my spread thighs, licking and sucking lustily. His lips and tongue are stimulating my thrumming clit on the outside, while inside, the dexterous pads of his fingers are massaging that special sensitive place on my front wall.

  “Oh my God, what are you doing to me?” I half sob with ecstasy. “It feels so fucking good!”

  All around the aliens are whispering and muttering in amazement as the watch Braxton pleasure me with his mouth and his fingers.

  I should be completely ashamed. I mean, I’ve never had a man inside me before, not even a finger, but now I’m sprawled out butt naked getting fingered and eaten by a man old enough to be my daddy—by my own mom’s freaking boyfriend.

  Somehow that all just makes everything even hotter.

  “Don’t stop,” I whine. “Oh God, please don’t stop…”

  The channel of my pussy becomes engorged with intense arousal, squeezing tightly around Braxton’s caressing fingers. Meanwhile, he has sucked my erect clit between his lips, swelling it with even more blood flow, and his tongue is flicking it masterfully.

  My toes and fingers curl as another, even bigger orgasm rolls through me like a tidal wave. I’m coming on my sexy older man’s mouth while his fingers are wiggling deep inside me. My hips buck and jump as wetness squirts from my hole.

  After the second climax has crashed over me, I feel limp and exhausted, like a castaway washed up by a sea of pure bliss.

  Braxton crawls on top of my sprawled and shivering body and presses a sweet kiss to my mouth. My tongue darts out, licking his lips. I can taste my flavor on him, and that gives me renewed energy—a second wind to keep going.

  “You make me feel so good, Daddy,” I whisper stroking his face as I kiss him.

  “That’s right, baby girl,” he answers. “And Daddy’s about to make you feel even better.”

  He reaches down and grabs his long hard cock in his fist, angling it until the blunt, rounded helmet is positioned between my legs. He rocks it up and down, stroking his tip along my wet slit.

  He just made me come for the second time in a few minutes, but my pussy is so hungry for him that I can’t stand it.

  “Fuck me, Daddy,” I whisper, reaching down and tugging his hot shaft. “Please, please fuck me with your big dick.”

  His tip nudges against my opening. It’s a tight fit, but with a bit of effort, his cockhead pops inside and I squeal as his girth stretches my opening.

  “Wait!” I shout.

  All of the aliens get quiet, and Braxton freezes, his wide eyes gazing down at me with the sweetest daddy-ish look of concern on his handsome face

  “Did I hurt you?” he asks, “Do you need me to stop, sweetie?”

  “No you didn’t hurt me,” I lie, “but there’s something I need to tell you.”

  I can’t believe I’m about to admit this to my mom’s boyfriend and entire crew of aliens from a distant planet. Then again, I don’t think any of them are going to give away my secret. At least not to anyone that matters.

  “This is my first time,” I blurt. “I’ve never done this before.”

  The whole room gasps, except for Braxton, who just smiles lovingly down at me.

  “You mean you’re a virgin?” he asks.

  “Yeah,” I sigh. Then I glance down between my legs were the head of
his huge cock is wedged inside my entrance. “Well, not anymore, I guess.”

  The aliens are murmuring and chattering, most of them asking Vaz the same question.

  “Is this the female’s first mating?”

  “Yeah, that seems to be the case,” Vaz says, apparently elated by the discovery. “This is truly a rare treat that we are able to witness such a special event.”

  Lying sprawled and spread out for Braxton, I cock my head up so I can look down the length of my body as he begins to thrust into me. I watch in wide-eyed amazement as his thick, vein-line shaft gradually disappears between my legs an inch at a time. When he finally plants himself inside me to the hilt, a wave of pleasure ripples through me, and I toss my head back with a moan.

  “Braxton,” I whimper. “You feel so fucking big inside me.”

  It’s true. My pelvic muscles are stretching and straining to accommodate his insane girth. But as he slowly strokes his dick in and out of me, I begin to relax. Every bit of pain and discomfort subsides into pure, slippery bliss as my channel conforms to every detail of his incredible cock—every ridge and curve and winding vein.

  “Damn,” Braxton groans as he pumps me with his dick. “Lacie, baby, your little pussy is tighter than anything I’ve ever felt.”

  From the masterful way that Braxton is pleasuring me and fucking me, I have no doubt that he has felt more than a few in his day. And I know that one of them is my own mom. As messed up as that is, I decide not to let it bother me now. She’ll never have to know about this. I surrender myself to the moment and to Braxton’s thrusting cock, and pleasure shimmers through me.

  Being stretched and used like Daddy’s little fuck toy is more incredible than anything I ever imagined. But there’s one more little thing that I want to try.

  “I want to taste you,” I cry.

  Braxton grins and pulls out of me all the way and kneels in front of me, his stiff cock bouncing like a diving board. Quick as a little bunny, I hop onto all four so that his big, drenched member is throbbing and pulsing right in front of my face.

  Yummy.

  I take his head between my lips and swirl my tongue over his rounded cockhead, tasting the hot tang of his flesh and the intense, salty flavor of precum leaking from his slit. I can also taste my own wet nectar that his rod is slathered with.

  That sensation of our two flavors intermingled sends even more goosebumps prickling over my exposed flesh. The way our two flavors compliment each other, it’s almost like we were always meant to be together, even if it’s only going to be just this once.

  “Now what is the female doing?” an alien asks. “It appears that she is attempting to milk the male’s semen with her mouth. Won’t that interfere with the mating process?”

  “Don’t worry,” Vaz answers assuredly, “I’m sure they are just taking a break and they’ll get back to proper mating momentarily. The term for this maneuver is a ‘blow job,’ and from what I understand, the male of the species finds it incredibly pleasurable.”

  “A blow job?” Another Voyvoxian asks. “But it appears that the female is sucking, not blowing.”

  “Don’t question human reasoning,” Vaz says. “They are not a logical species like we Voyvoxians.”

  I mean, it is a pretty good point, but I’m not willing to ponder it right now. But one thing that Vaz said is one hundred percent correct. Braxton is loving the way I’m sucking his cock, and he’s groaning and twitching with pleasure.

  It feels good pleasuring my sexy older man like this, and I enjoy the way that I can control him with my lips and tongue.

  “Oh fuck, Lacie,” Braxton groans as I begin to suck him even more deeply. “You’re really good at that. Are you sure this is your first time, baby girl?”

  “Mm-hm,” I moan around the thick meat filling my mouth, and I give him a naughty little wink before I really get down to business.

  Clutching his strong ass, I bob my head on his cock, taking him inside until I can feel his head poking my tonsils. His shaft is smooth and heavy on my tongue. The feeling of his penis sliding in and out of my mouth is beyond amazing.

  “Yeah, just like that,” Braxton growls, really getting into it now. “Suck that big dick like a good little girl.”

  He gathers my loose hair back into a ponytail, then he wraps it around his knuckles twice, giving him a tight grip to guide my bobbing head. Meanwhile, the filthiest raunchiest slurping sounds are coming from my full mouth.

  As I deep throat my protective older man, the muscles of his thighs tense up, and his tight, carved abs start to twitch. For a moment I think he’s going to spill his load right into my mouth, and my pussy squeezes in anticipation.

  But then, seemingly at the last moment, Braxton yanks my head back, and I slide off of him, gasping wildly as thick strings of saliva dangle from my chin and his cock.

  “Careful, princess,” he chuckles. “Anymore of that, and I’m liable to bust a nut inside your perfect little princess mouth.”

  “But Daddy, you taste so good,” I whine like a naughty little brat. “I don’t wanna stop.”

  “Yeah, but these aliens came here to see us breed, and that’s exactly what we’re gonna do.”

  Braxton must really be turned on now. When this whole thing started, he was feeling protective and apprehensive. But now he seems to be enjoying himself even more than I am, if that’s even possible.

  “Up you go, sweetie.”

  Braxton lifts me up by the hips as if I were light as a feather. He leans back on his haunches and lowers me down toward his upward-pointing prong. I reach down between my legs and direct his cock back into my hole, which is gaping for him now and swallows him easily this time. As gravity does its work, I slide onto Braxton’s meaty pole until I’m impaled to my epicenter.

  “Oh fuck you’re so deep!” I squeal, tossing my hair in ecstasy.

  I start to swivel and gyrate my hips, stirring Braxton’s big dick around inside me so it buffs and rubs every inch of my insides.

  “That’s right,” he says with a grin. “Ride Daddy’s dick like a little cowgirl.”

  I ride him with all my might, and the circular chamber fills with the sound of my little tushy clapping against Braxton’s lap as I bounce up and down. But soon my poor little legs—which are already feeling wobbly from two intense orgasms—become exhausted and start to fail.

  That’s when Braxton takes control. Gripping my hips tightly in his massive hands, he holds my body in place and slams his pelvis upward, fucking me so hard that it rattles every bone in my body.

  “Fuck me, Daddy!” I scream as he pounds me. “I wanna come on your big dick so bad.”

  As my pussy starts to flutter around his shaft, I wriggle myself onto his lap and hold myself there, moaning as my third orgasm—the biggest yet—explodes outward from my core, my muscles shuddering with rapture.

  “Careful, Lacie, careful,” Braxton grunts as his dick starts to pulse inside me.

  I know exactly what he’s worried about, but I’m too lost in my enjoyment of our hard fucking to care. These aliens came here to see humans mate and breed, and we’re gonna give em a finale they won’t soon forget.

  “Lacie…”

  The audience of aliens all take a big step back as Braxton lets loose a bellowing roar. His powerful, muscle-laden body quakes beneath me, and I feel his liquid warmth flooding me. His cock is plunged into my depths, totally unprotected, and he’s coming inside me.

  This is it. It’s really happening. I’m mating with my mom’s boyfriend.

  I keep my little tushy planted on his lap, squeezing the muscles around my pussy so I can really milk every last drop of hot cum from his throbbing cock. Then, with one final spasm, Braxton drops me onto the mattress and collapses on top of me, covering me with his big, protective body.

  I’ve never felt so tiny and safe in my life. His big strong arms enfold me as his cock continues to pulse deep inside, filling me with so much thick cum that it’s now oozing down my butt and pooling
on the covers.

  “Incredible,” I hear Vaz mutter somewhere off to the side. “The scanners are showing the volumetric readouts. That is without a doubt the largest quantity of ejaculate we’ve ever recorded.

  Holy shit. Did Braxton just break an intergalactic record inside my pussy?

  As his penis softens a little, he draws himself out of me, and we both sit up, though he still keeps my weak and shivering body cradled in his powerful arms.

  “And just look at those virility readings,” Vaz says, pointing to a hologram that has appeared beside the bed displaying data in some impossible to read alien script. “This male has the most potent semen I’ve ever seen, human or otherwise. Combined with the female subject’s exceptionally high fertility markers, I’d say we’re looking at a ninety-nine point nine percent chance of conception here, folks.”

  “Wait, what?” Braxton blurts, hugging me tightly on the messy wreck of the bed.

  “You mean he got me pregnant?” I gasp.

  Vaz gives us a big grin. Well, as big as his tiny little slit of a mouth is capable of.

  “More than likely,” he says, nodding happily. “You’ll probably have a little bundle of joy on the way in nine months or so.”

  The other aliens are all starting to disperse, conversing in small groups about the show that Braxton and I just gave them. Gradually they begin to disappear through the walls until the only one left is Vaz.

  “Well, great performance!” Vaz says, clapping his weird little hands again. “Truly one for the record books. The videos that we recorded here today will most certainly be shown throughout the intergalactic empire for aeons to come.”

  Wait, what? Is he saying that Braxton and I are now the most famous human porn stars in the universe?

  “Now, if you would like me to wipe your memory, I can just—”

  “I don’t want to,” I blurt a little too quickly.

  “All right,” Vaz says. Then he turns to Braxton. “And for you?”

  Braxton hesitates, his sexy, naked body glistening and slick with sweat. His jaw is working like he is nervously grinding his teeth. At last he shakes his head.