Daddy's Bedtime Taboo Sex Stories

by Kelly Fleming

  "This from a woman who gave money to Ford before he was making cars, that rather sounds like credit to me." Tony says as he takes the card.

  "That was an investment, with an understanding I would make money back, if he did. Not that it matters I do not have the papers he sent me so I simply lost what I gave him, along with what I still had in care of my pa."

  "Credit is the same thing in reverse, the company pays for what you wish to buy with an understanding you will pay them back with interest. I'm not a lover of credit cards either, they have a big interest rate, if house loans were that high no one would buy a house." Frank says with a grin.

  "House loans? I did not see anything on that, I simply assumed one bought the land then had the house built on it or bought the land and house together from people leaving town." I say mystified now.

  There is a knock on the door Frank gets up saying that has to be Sally. When he opens the door there is a woman standing there with lovely blonde hair cut short falling around her cheeks. She walks in holding the end of a small suitcase she looks around smiles at Derek then walks over to me.

  "You must be Emap, I am Sally and I have a lot of dresses for you. They are not very long I am a fan of shorter the better but at least you will have a dress for shopping." She says her voice sultry in a deeper tone.

  "Before you two retire to another room to giggle over the latest boy band or whatever what the fuck is going on that you wanted Derek here?" Frank asks in a gruffer voice than usual.

  "Geez dad, why do you always have to make me feel like I am in one of your interrogation rooms?" Sally asks before walking around behind Derek, his eyes wide in fear and surprise. "If you must know Derek and I are dating, and I have come to a decision, I like him and think we should try moving in together."

  "I like him to, but fuck I don't think I like him enough to be a son in law. It's your life so you can decide what you like. Derek if you give her so much as crabs I am putting you atop the tallest flag pole we have until you are impaled on it." Frank says pointing at Derek.

  "Oh my, the last time I was in town my pa yelled at me for speaking to a dark skinned man." I say getting everyone to look at me confused besides Frank he just smiles.

  "Times change, it is mostly acceptable for a blonde woman to date a black man, or an Asian man, some circles dislike Mexicans, we are to close to the border I suppose." Frank says laughing as he sits down.

  "Mexican gangs are the newest to the streets, the old gangs hate them for taking their territory if it was theirs or not." Derek says before getting a kiss from Sally.

  "Are these gangs still by skin color? I remember there were a few groups back then there were the brawlers they were mostly Irish looking to beat down anyone who was not fair skinned. There was the chinamen they were mostly against letting the brawlers beat down chinamen, and the police stuck in the middle. Course at the time it was barely a town, police was more of the mayor saying we are going to be a city."

  "They are not by skin color anymore the Mexican gangs are mostly Mexican, the rest are whatever happens to live in the area controlled by the gang and is dumb enough to join them. Sally first door on the right is the spare bedroom if you say stop kissing Derek long enough to help Emap into some clothes." Tony says staring at Derek and Sally, she has gotten into his lap and is kissing him nonstop.

  "Oh right my bad, just excited over the possibilities of living with Derek." Sally says getting up grabbing the wheeled suitcase and my arm.

  "My dad is having a field day scaring Derek right now I am sure." She says as we enter the spare bedroom.

  "My pa did the same thing to my husband when he was courting me. Mom only told me that wedding night is painful, it should get better after that, she was right it got lots better." I say as she goes through the suitcase.

  "When were you married and what happened to your husband? Here try this it might be small for you but it always looked great on me." She says as she hands me a tiny purple skirt with a matching armless vest.

  "Do you have undergarments by chance?" I ask looking at the vest and skirt, the skirt has a zipper and hook in the side, the vest buttons up the front.

  "Ah shit, leave it to my dad to forget that one." Sally says before leaving the room, she comes back with a smile. "Tony has run to Walgreens they are always open and carry panties. My dad was very much trying to scare Derek, doing a very good job of it to judging by the look on Derek's face."

  "My pa was only saying if he beats me he will meet the business end of an axe handle. Oh sorry I forgot to answer your question, I was married in 1899, divorced in 1901 for being unable to fulfill my wifely duties, spent the next five years learning to be an archeologist and doing two successful expeditions before heading into Brazil for a temple to Jaguar." Sally's jaw drops as I am saying this.

  "Holy fuck, you're Jaguar. Wait Jaguar had fur and shit you don't."

  "I can change to make life easier, skinning and eating animals you catch yourself is not terribly rewarding. Here let me show you." I say before going feral for a few seconds then back, not before the robe gets itchy on me.

  "Why are you squirming though?" Sally asks as I am trying to scratch my back.

  "Clothes and fur make for a bad combination, it's itchy." Finally I get low and scratch my back against the desk.

  "Here I got panties, if you do not like the style she told me what to get. No bra's we need to get you sized if you want those." Tony says from the mostly closed door his hand sticking through with a bag hanging from his fingers.

  Sally takes the bag from him shoves his hand out then closes the door. As she rips the bag inside the bag open she has me remove the robe, feeling a lot like I am in the wrong place she hands me a black pair, then turns them around for me. Feeling a little better now, not much these panties are very small and barely cover anything I get the skirt up. I look, they only go halfway to my knees, Sally grins when I groan at the length, she hands over the vest. These are something of a challenge they are tight the buttons all manage to get buttoned how long they will last is anyone's guess.

  "Oh lord, my mid section is showing if my parents saw me now they would die of shock. Not to mention the skirt, under skirts were longer." I say with a groan, Sally just laughs before leading me back to the table.

  The men all stare at me, their jaws dropped as we come back to the table. Frank gets the other two men to stand as I move to sit again. I give him a smile Sally goes around the table then sits next to Derek.

  "There are eight more outfits in the suitcase, I'm pretty sure you can manage to put them on without me. If you want bra's I'll take you to Victoria's Secret on Monday." Sally says before leaning against Derek.

  "I think I can skip bra's I managed just fine with no corsets then no clothes."

  "I think you should get bra's you want to blend in when you are without fur." Frank says looking a little uncomfortable talking about underwear.

  "I think you should go to Victoria's Secret anyway, get some lingerie perhaps." Tony says with a grin.

  "Sally are there any porn you like?" Sally looks totally shocked at my question she looks at Frank for a moment then back at me.

  "Honestly, I've never really looked at porn I know it's there on the internet. I've seen brief parts a time or two it seems to be all about showing his dick in her pussy or her mouth, sometimes in her ass."

  "I figured it would cater to men, I've seen it happening not the sex part but women being married off to a guy older than her because he has money or her dad owes him money. A friend of mine ended up in a brothel because she never got married, her dad's fault but still took it out on her saying she has to do that to make up for his lost money."

  "Fuck me what happened to her?" Sally asks her eyes wide.

  "She got lucky, ended up pregnant and married to my ex husband. Neither said if it was a favor to me or her. She also got the last laugh the judge ruled her dad can not collect any money she earned that month since she is married."

  "Wait why
would it be a favor to you?" Tony asks his brow furrowed.

  "I loved him it broke my heart I could not provide him with children, I had told him to find a wife and have kids."

  "That was a valid reason for divorce? I mean seriously what the fuck a guy can leave a woman because she doesn't get pregnant." Sally says her eyes still wide.

  "Different times, back then women were only allowed to own property under a strict set of rules. Wife beatings were legal women really had little in the way of the freedoms you kids enjoy now." Frank says looking a little tired.

  "Right I think we should all call it a night, Frank we will see you tomorrow for that barbeque." Tony says before ushering everyone out the door.

  "You know damn I thought you were hot before, with that dress on I have to think about baseball to keep from getting hard right here." Tony says to me as I am putting the pizza boxes in the fridge.

  "You do not have to any longer there is no one else here." I say with a grin as I reach down to pull my panties off.

  Tony picks me up in the kitchen and sits me atop the counter he puts my legs over his shoulders and pulls up my skirt. When he puts his head between my legs I lie back and moan when his tongue finds my lips. I can't help but move with him as his tongue works over my flesh, even more so when he puts a finger inside of me. It is not very long before I am having a screaming orgasm over his pumping finger and randomly moving tongue.

  He picks me up, carries me to the sofa then sits me down on it, when he drops his trousers I have to look up at him. He guides me through giving my first blowjob, I am hooked the moment his hot cock enters my mouth. There is just something about a hot hard cock resting upon your tongue wrapped in your lips that is just beyond description. The taste of him is quite nice as well, a little sweet a little salty, my tongue travels over the end of him in search of more flavor. When my head starts to move, he throws his head back and moans.

  Tony guides my hand to the rest of him I am not taking in my bobbing mouth and guides me into moving my hand with my mouth. I look up at him his eyes are glazed over a half smile on his lips, he whispers things to me about how nice I make him feel. My free hand travels down to my pussy I find I am still wet and quite eager for more pleasure. With my fingers traveling in and out of my body getting close to another orgasm I redouble my efforts on the cock in my mouth.

  I am starting to get more flavor from him when he grabs my head and pushes me back off him. He picks me up again then carries me into the bedroom, after depositing me on the bed he removes his shirt, I assume he put it on when he went for panties. When he gets on top of me he unbuttons my vest, his hands caress my breasts before he moves down and fastens his lips on first my right then my left nipple. The sucking and tongue movement he gives to both have me squirming on the bed asking for more.

  He moves up, kisses me inserting his tongue into my mouth as he tries to enter me. I reach down between us and guide his cock to the soft lips of my pussy then let him do the rest he is inside me in one thrust. I wrap my legs around him as he pummels my pussy with his incessant pumping. I move with him as he does, the tender folds of my insides happily parting on his inward thrust, reluctantly closing on his withdrawals. I reach another orgasm like this, happily purring earning me an odd look before he shrugs and continues fucking me.

  When I reach another orgasm Tony asks if I would like him to cum or keep going, I ask if he can keep going. He grabs my legs putting them over his shoulders opening me up to him in a lovely way. His cock going just that little extra farther in me has us both panting. I revel in the feel of him going that far, he is almost touching my cervix that has never happened to me before. I have an urge to get him to touch it with the tip of him, I try and move with him getting him farther in me, when he groans and thrusts a little harder he does.

  The feel of his warmth against my cervix sets off my orgasm, I moan and yell my pleasure as he fills me up for the second time today. Tony collapses atop me breathing hard as the last of him empties into me my purring almost sets him asleep until I touch his cheek. His eyes open then he pulls out of me with a little sucking noise, he falls on the bed next to me. I roll over then curl up with my back against him, purring loudly.

  "So are you going to purr every time we have sex now?" He asks as he gets on his side then puts an arm over me after pulling the comforter up over us.

  "Old habits die hard, house cats are not the only cats that purr when they are happy. Be glad I do not have to go furry, I seem to be extra itchy on my back."

  "So long as you don't use my leg as a scratching post, I had a cat growing up."

  "I did to he was a terrific mouser, Mr. Whiskers. Don't laugh we got him when I was five. Pa was always saying he saved us ten dollars a year with his mousing ability. Of course mom was a little upset he slept with me, she picked him I suppose he knew I was going to end up like this."

  "Could be, cats always seem to know when someone is sick, dying or sad, I do not see why he wouldn't know."

  "Sick, dying, or sad give off a smell, cats can smell when a person is sick, dying, or sad. Sick and dying are both indicators it is a good target, sad can be a good time to attack as well, though with people it is an indicator they need some attention. There are myths that cats suck up the soul of the dying, it is there because they always pay close attention to dying anything."

  "I think maybe I didn't need to know that, let's go to sleep." Tony says with a yawn.

  I get myself comfy as Tony yawns behind me he puts his head down against the pillow. I listen to his breathing get quieter before he is asleep I smile to myself before giving off a yawn of my own. My eyes drift closed for a moment before opening a crack, my purring gets louder for a moment then quiets down as I settle into a languid nap.

  The End.

  Mick

  I hadn't seen Mick in over ten years. But those blond curls, the muscular shoulders, even from the back I knew it was him.

  "Hey stranger..." I said.

  He turned to face me. Time stopped, just for an instant, and then he smiled.

  "Hey back." I had forgotten about that grin. Sexy, cheeky, it could get him out of absolutely anything. "It's been a long time. What are you up to these days, missy?"

  "I moved. You will never guess where to either." I said with a smile. "Remember I said I'd never holiday in...."

  "You didn't!" Mick interrupted. I nodded. "A man, I'm guessing? It always is with you, isn't it Are you happy?" I nodded again. "Good."

  Just like old times, we slipped straight into the gentle teasing I had always loved. He hadn't changed. Still just as big a flirt, just as naughty as ever. He teased me about my inability to keep a man, about my driving, about my lust for drummers. I teased him about still living in his parents' basement.

  "After all these years, after all the girls who walked through the door, the parties, the bands jamming at all hours of the morning, the smoke blowing into your parents' bedroom window, I'm surprised they still let you live there!"

  "What can I say, they love me." Mick smiled that devilish grin and I believed him. "You should come and have a look at what we've done. The house has changed a lot since you were there last."

  I laughed. "I think I'm a bit old to be fucking in that squeaky bed above your mother's room. Remember that time at breakfast, she asked us to wait until she was asleep or..."

  Mick cut me off. "...fuck in another bed! How could I forget the look on your face. Like you wanted the ground to swallow you up. Hey, who says we have to fuck? My folks would love to see you. You should come over."

  I thought back. Mick was always the guy I went to after I broke up with someone else. I could always count on him for a shoulder to cry on and a hard dick to fuck. I couldn't remember a time I'd been to his house and we hadn't ended up naked. I knew that would be the exact same outcome this time. Truth be told, the idea was pretty hot. I was wavering. It was only a matter of time before I gave in.

  "Ok, ok, I'll come over. But seriously, have we ever been
able to keep our hands to ourselves?" I knew exactly what I was getting myself into and I was kind of looking forward to it.

  As I walked down the familiar driveway, I could almost smell the cum. Everywhere I looked, we had fucked. Mick and I had been lovers when we were teenagers and we had let our hormones run wild. We spent days at a time smoking joints, watching bad sci-fi tv and fucking. So much fucking.

  We were young though and the sex was pretty tame. Mick used to tease me about anal sex. He said I'd hate it, but he never gave me the opportunity to find out. I knew I wanted to be fucked in the ass, even then, but I was too scared to try. He'd be surprised now to see how much of an anal slut I'd become. I knew if we ended up fucking that afternoon, I'd have to show him how much I loved it.

  I stopped at the door and took a deep breath. My pussy was starting to tingle. I rang the bell and waited.

  "You're here! Come in. It's been such a long time, hasn't it?" Mick's dad greeted me warmly. He put an arm around my waist and steered me through the entrance way into the living room. I immediately noticed the renovations they had done.

  "Mick said you'd done work to the house. I love the windows. It looks great."

  "Were you talking about me?" I turned towards the familiar voice. Mick was standing at the top of the basement stairs.

  "I was just telling your dad how much I like what he's done here."

  "Come and see what I've done downstairs then. Before dad starts to bore you with all the details."

  I turned away from the older man and followed Mick down the stairs, shutting the door at the bottom like I'd done so many times before. I looked around. Everything looked the same, there were no renovations.

  "I don't see any work. Are you sure that wasn't an excuse to get me down here so you can bend me over the desk there?" I asked. Not that I cared. Mick was just as hot as he'd always been, and I was starting to get wet just standing there.

  "Would I do a thing like that?" Mick grinned.