Daddy's Bedtime Taboo Sex Stories

by Kelly Fleming

  He kissed every area exposed by her as she undid the blouse until the shirt was pushed back exposing the lacy bra that held her breasts. He began to lick at her hard nipples and she pushed him back.

  "Wait," she was breathing hard. Her mouth was swollen and lipstick smeared by him. He liked to see her this way. To know that it was his doing for her disheveled state. "Wait," she said again more in control and she pushed him down in the chair.

  Alex did as he was told and watched her. He didn't know how much control he could keep over himself as she stood up between his legs again.

  She slipped the blouse off and threw it on the chairs. Next she leaned down to Alex and put her hands on his knees, running them up to his thighs. Her eyes were dark with passion and she kissed him slowly, making him keep the same pace as her. She began to slide her body down the length of him until she was on her knees almost under his desk in front of him.

  "Wait," she smiled a half smile and rested her chin on his stomach looking up at him, as her hands began to rub his arousal inside his pants. "I want to do this for you." She leaned back to undo his pants, and let her hands reach inside.

  In a trance of amazement, Alex moved to help her take down his pants. She kept a hand on him at all times, moving up and down firm and slowly stroking him harder. He watched as she added her other hand to the first, moving them in opposite directions and up and down at the same time. The sensation was amazing, and he moved down in the chair to allow her better access.

  Jess smiled at him, and slid her thumb across the head of him where a dot of precum had formed. She smoothed the fluid around the head of his penis then flicked her tongue across the tip.

  Alex shut his eyes in response and arched back, "God Jess," he whispered with his hands digging into the arms of the chair and her mouth coming down to take in the length of him.

  Her mouth was warm and wet. She began moving her lips up and down his shaft to match her hands. Each time a little more wet, each time a little further down. She used her tongue to trace the veins on the underside of his cock as she continued this motion.

  Alex's knuckles turned white from gripping the chair trying not to make noise. Then his mind relaxed to the sensation, and his hands moved to touch her face and watch her give him pleasure with those beautiful full lips.

  His hands encouraged her and she began to suck harder as she moved. She had moved her hands until she was able to take in almost the entire length of him into her mouth, the tip of him rubbing the back of her throat as she went down and up over and over again.

  When his shaft was very wet, she replaced her mouth with her hands, moving them faster, and kissing the thumb he was using to rub her cheek. She smiled at him, "just relax," she whispered before taking him into her mouth again. This time she used her tongue to press at the little hole still leaking precum before taking the head into her mouth again and beginning her motions.

  The feeling was amazing. Warm and full of surprise pleasures, Alex put his hands in her hair and followed the rhythm of her head.

  With a little popping noise of her mouth leaving his cock, she looked up at him and placed one hand on his hand in her hair urging him to guide her head. She bent back down to take him in, and he began setting his own pace with his hands in her hair.

  His hands held her hair tightly, pressing her face closer to his cock then pulling back. The sensation of guiding her made him almost lose control long before he wanted to do so. He set a pace faster than she was originally doing, and she took him in more, and sucked harder with each thrust. She liked having him in control of her and was loving being able to give him this pleasure.

  Tension built and all Alex could think about was being inside of her. His hands slowed in her hair as he tried to gain some control. "Jess, "he ground out as she pulled away from his cock and began to lick at his balls. "Jess," he said more urgently, pulling her face back.

  She stopped and stared at him for a moment. Her body was trembling with wanting him. She loved giving this to him, but the look on his face told her that what he wanted was what she was needed right then.

  Slowly she stood up and took a step back from him. While he watched she reached under her skirt and slid down her panties, tucking them inside his shirt pocket after they were removed. He took them out and inhaled her scent as she grabbed his hand and pulled him to one of the large leather chairs and motioned for him to sit down.

  Once he was sitting, she turned her back to him, and bent down exposing large round ass cheeks peeking from the material of the skirt. She began lifting up her skirt and moving back to sit in his lap at the same time. Alex slid down in the chair as she straddled his legs and using the arms of the chair lowered her body onto his waiting hardness.

  She was so wet he slid in easy, but so aroused that she gripped him hard immediately inside of her and held in a moan as she began to ride him backwards in the chair. Her ass grinding down on him, she could feel the hair on his stomach tickle her cheeks.

  He opened his legs, making her legs open further, and putting the weight of her on his thighs as she moved faster up and down on his cock. She leaned back, her arms flexing with keeping the rhythm and Alex moved a hand forward to rub against her clit as she rode him this way.

  She almost cried out, pressing her lips tightly together to keep from making noises that he was inspiring in her. He was so large, that just taking him in would almost make her cum. Now his hand was rubbing against her throbbing nub, and she ground herself harder against him in response moving her body in little circles at the hips to enjoy the sensation of him even more.

  Alex began using his legs, opening and closing them a little to increase or slow her rhythm until they were lost in trying to gain pleasure from the other. Alex felt his time coming and wrapped both hands around her hips trying to hold her into him even more.

  With the tension building, he felt a need to take control of the situation, and he moved her to where she was standing again, as he followed close behind. Rough hands guided her down onto the desk, bending her over the polished wood top. The heels made her legs muscles arch as he slid the skirt up her ass and leaned down to bite her inner thigh.

  His hand moved to slide fingers inside of her as he held her face down on the desk. He moved his fingers in and out of her fast and hard as he kissed her ass cheeks, and nipped at the flesh on the underside between cheek and thighs. When he could hear her building up to climax, he pulled her back and quickly thrust inside of her.

  His cock slid in easy and his balls slapped her ass as he fucked her hard into the desk. Her hand was over her mouth holding in screams while his hands pulled at her hips giving him better access. Leaning in, he thrust into her hard a few last times, the items on his desk shaking as he came deep inside of her.

  He held himself there for a moment, admiring her ass and getting himself under control. He pulled back and brought her down into his lap as he collapsed into the chair. She curled up into his arms and kissed him as their breathing slowed. He looked into her eyes and mouth "wow" at her and smiled.

  A light knock on the door from Alice, "Is everything okay? I'm going to lunch. I heard noises."

  Jess smiled at Alex and buried her face into his neck. He held her there, happier than he had been in a very long time. "Everything is fine Alice, why don't you take off early today. I think I might just do that too." He looked at Jess still in bra and rolled up skirt. "There are some things," he said just for her hearing, "that I need to take care of today."

  The End.

  The Flexi-Butt Championship

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  Like Farrah Fawcett, I have always enjoyed the sensation of a good fart. I love to feel the little bubble of warm air working its way through my shit chute. But ever since I came in second-place in the Flexi-Butt Championship a few months ago, there's not only the sensation but also the dick-stiffening memories.

  I saw the posting on Craigslist: "Our small group of wealthy perverts invites ever
yone with a flexible, stretchable anus and a roomy wet rectum to enter our competition. Compete to see who can get the largest and most irregularly shaped objects up their butts. Contestants must be comfortable with exchanging body fluids with strangers and spreading their cheeks in front of an audience. Top prize is $50,000, although second-place and third-place finishers get a great prize too. No drug users or STDs. To apply, send email with a picture of yourself with your mouse up your ass." Good thing I keep a jar of lube at the computer; I had three wet fingers up my butthole before my pants hit the ground.

  That Saturday afternoon, I found myself at the unmarked metal door of a warehouse in an industrial area. No one else was in sight. I pressed the buzzer and identified myself. A synthesized voice said, "Take off all your clothes beneath the waist, place it into the dumpster next to the door, and expose your anus to the surveillance camera." Camera? What camera?

  After a few seconds, I found the camera: it was above the door, pointed downwards. To comply with the instructions, I would need to squat on the ground with my ass in the air, as if receiving an enema. I did just that, my penis stiffening as it felt the cool outdoor air. Then I heard the door buzz, and I got up off the cement and walked through the door, with a little droplet of precum on the end of my cock leading the way.

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  When I pushed my way past the heavy entry door into the room beyond, I found myself in a lobby set up for a cocktail party. People of every description were milling about: men and women, young and old, some couples, some singles. As far as I could tell, I was the only one not wearing any pants, although I would later find out I was definitely not the only one with a hard-on.

  An attractive young blonde woman with a clipboard and a Sharpie rolled up to me in her wheelchair. She said, "Hi, [my name]! Almost all the contestants are here! Only one more to go after you! Now turn around and bend over!" Not what you expect a blonde in a wheelchair to say when she first meets you.

  But of course I turned around and presented my anus to her eagerly, my cock quivering in anticipation for what she might do to my shitter. Instead, I felt her felt-tip pen write firmly on my right buttcheek. She said, "Number 8! Thanks! You can turn around now. Okay, now here is a very important question: did you move your bowels already today?"

  Not being a total newbie at this, I said "Yes, of course."

  "Hmm, that's too bad. Because of some of our members' special interests, contestants get extra points if they take a dump here in our special glass toilet. Extra points for size and firmness. Remember this for next year! But now, go through the double doors into the auditorium, and take your seat on stage. We'll get started shortly. And thanks for dribbling precum into my lap."

  It was dark in the auditorium, and I staggered down the aisle to the stage without really taking much in. I could hear the buzz of an excited audience all around me. I happened to enter at the right end of the stage where the still-unoccupied chairs were. All at once, I saw that the chair labeled "9" had a huge dildo glued to its seat, pointing upward, the chair labeled "8" had exactly the same, and the chair labeled "7" had a guy sitting down on it, working his anus down onto a dildo with obvious pleasure. His cock was a little shorter than mine, but thicker, and like mine it was dribbling precum. I was so distracted by the sight, and by the tingling in my asshole, that I forgot to check out contestants 1 through 6.

  Then suddenly behind me I heard a new voice, a woman's, girlish-sounding and small. "Hey, loser, you act like you never seen a dildo or a cock before!" I jumped slightly and then felt the speaker push by me. She was a small Japanese woman, maybe five feet tall, and she would have weighed no more than a hundred pounds if she had not been extremely pregnant. Like me, number 7, and (as I would eventually notice) every other contestant, she was naked below the waist.

  She marched right over to chair number 9, picked up a tube of lubricant from its armrest, smeared lube all over the dildo, and then sat down on it all in once, taking its full length and thickness into her tiny rectum. Then she turned to me and smiled.

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  As if from nowhere, I heard a shout: "Hey number 8! Lube up and sit down!" Suddenly I remembered I was in front of an audience, and I realized that everyone else on stage was sitting on their fat dildos except for me. Also suddenly, I realized I was tired of feeling like the loser that number 9 had called me. Now it was time to start workin' it.

  I picked up my tube of lubricant from my chair, squirted a lot onto the dildo, and spread it out as if I was jacking a cock. Hoots and whoops broke out from the audience, and I felt myself regaining control of the situation. Then I put one leg up on the chair, presented my asshole to the audience, and made them watch as I stuck heavily lubed fingers through my turdhole and stretched it.

  People seemed to like that.

  Then for good measure I turned to present a profile to the audience. I lubed up my stiff cock and worked it for a few strokes, then, with my tool pointed at the ceiling between my spread legs, I lowered my shit chute down onto the dildo. I felt it bump my prostate when it hit bottom, and a fresh droplet of precum appeared on my cockhead. That got a big round of applause!

  Well, actually, the applause turned out not to be for me. The young blonde in the wheelchair rolled out onto stage, smiled, and smoothed her skirt over her knees. Once there was quiet, she spoke:

  "Welcome everybody. Well, this was so much fun last year, we decided to do it again! And we have all new fresh meat, oops, I mean new contestants, every one of whom says on their application they enjoy anal abuse. We'll just see about that, won't we?" A big appreciative laugh from the audience out there in the dark.

  "Now let me tell the contestants more about how this is going to work. Since a lot of the fucked-up things we're going to make you do require help, if that is the right word, we are pairing you off. Number 1, you'll be with 2. Number 3, you're with 4, and so on. We have an odd number of contestants this year, so we are going to make 7, 8, and 9 be a trio. Speaking of 9, isn't it great to see her back? And with a bun in the oven! Let's give her a big round of applause!"

  People went crazy cheering and clapping. The girl who had given me a hard time at first was obviously a crowd favorite, not a good sign. She smiled demurely for the audience and lifted her shirt; she arched her back a little and stuck out her swollen belly, tweaking her nipples. The cheers got louder still.

  The emcee interrupted. "Okay, pipe down, everybody! Yes, welcome back, number 9. And I see you're already the points leader, thanks to the enormous dump you took for us in the glass toilet. Jesus, that thing was the size of my forearm. How long had it been since you pinched a log, honey?"

  "Six days!" she replied. "And I didn't eat anything but Metamucil for the last two."

  "Well, that is amazing, but just what we expect from our returning champion. Anyway, contestants, just two more notes before we begin. First, from time to time our members may feel like coming up on stage and doing... stuff... to you. Not to worry, we've all been screened for STDs, although some of us are extremely dirty in other ways. Second, no trying to sabotage your partners. Or the consequences will be, uh, severe. At least, don't get caught. Okay, anybody need to chicken out?"

  Nobody onstage moved. I looked up and down the line of contestants for a second and noticed that most were obviously aroused and most were lightly masturbating.

  "All right! Let the games begin!"

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  While the emcee had been explaining the rules, my eyes had been finally adjusting to the light. Now I could begin to make out faces in the audience, seated on stools around cocktail tables. With a start I noticed that there was a table only six feet in front of me, with a man and a woman seated at it. They both wore greedy and entranced facial expressions as they watched my hand jerk up and down on my swollen cock. They were obviously pretty good friends, because he had his hand down the front of her blouse, and she was groping his
hard dick through his slacks.

  I leaned back on my chair so that they could see the dildo stretching my anus, and so that they could see how my nuts bounced with each wank. They gasped and began feeling each other more aggressively. In a second, the man made eye contact with me and popped out one of his date's breasts, exposing it to me. It was heavy and pendulous, and its nipple was dark and swollen up to the size of a strawberry.

  It is nice to make friends.

  But I was interrupted by the emcee's voice. "Okay, contestants! Time for a nice, easy first round. We'd like to give you folks a chance to get to know each other a little better. Everyone down on their hands and knees, facing the direction of lower numbers. When I say go, give the asshole of the person in front of you a thorough French kiss and tongue bath. Those of you on the ends, don't feel left out, because I am going to make you all turn around and go the other way in a few minutes. And do a good job! The judges and I will be watching you, giving points for style, enthusiasm, and getting your tongue all the way in. Now up off those chairs!"

  We stood up, the dildos sliding out of our nine gaping anuses with nine wet farting noises. I knelt behind number 7, positioning my face in front of his lube-streaked buttcheeks. Behind me, I felt number 9 moving into position; just to remind me who was boss, she gave my ass a sharp slap.

  "On your mark, get ready, TOSS!"

  I reached forward and spread the cheeks of number 7, revealing a smoothly shaved asshole shaped like a pretty pink donut. I also noticed his enormous balls; they dangled almost five inches below his torso. I moved forward, licked the back of his nutsack and applied my lips and tongue to his shithole. I inhaled the musky scent of his asscrack as I ran my tongue around the inside rim of his anus; it was so arousing that I could not help reaching around and caressing his dick. He obviously enjoyed it. I heard a muffled "mmm" come from him (muffled because he was talking into number 6's bowels) and he writhed a little under my tongue.