HOUSE OF TABOOS(erotica shorts) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 161 - チャプター 170

Oh, I came alright. I squirted. All over the place. The clear fluid spraying out of me like a geyser, hitting Daddy right in the face. A smile tipped his lips as his tongue slid out of his mouth and dragged across them —licking, tasting, savoring my cum.When I came down from my high, the room was thick with anticipation, the air heavy with the smell of sex and taboo need.I felt my heart pounding in my chest, each beat echoing in my ears as Daddy slowly withdrew those thick, masculine fingers from my cunt, swirling his cum-coated digits around my asshole, slightly, barely, inserting one before withdrawing it. The sudden emptiness made me whimper, a soft, needy sound that escaped my lips before I could stop it.My body ached for what only my father could give me, for the fullness of his enormous cock being shoved inside my tight little pussy.Daddy’s dark eyes locked onto mine, intense and unyielding. His gaze was like a physical touch, so tangible that my inner muscles clenched, need

Emily didn’t mean to snoop, she really didn’t. It’s just that her step- father Jacob always kept his bedroom door closed and locked and tonight he didn’t. Tonight the door hung ajar. Unlocked, unsecured, and beckoning.She was eighteen now, but he’d been part of the family for five years and in all those years the door had never been open. Until now. Why now? Her mom had been gone two years and in all that time she never once saw inside his room.Emily was babysitting her little brothers—step-brothers, inherited along with Jacob—like she did every single Friday night. Once the two lovable, exhausting children were safely tucked away in their bunk beds she made her move. The home was a sprawling split-level ranch, it was the house that would still be her home for another month before she packed off for the dorms at the state university. She felt wistful and mature, nostalgic for the life she’d be shedding like a cocoon so soon.It’d be at least an hour, if not three until Jacob came ho

Have you been a good girl?”Jacob was waiting for her in his room, on Friday night, when Emily arrived home. He was wearing tight fitting black jeans and a black t-shirt that revealed his muscled arms and sculpted torso. She knew he was fit, but damn he was far more ripped than she’d expected.They met in the doorway, his body blocking the entrance. What would the neighbors think if they saw? Would they notice that her shirt was a bit tighter, her skirt a lot shorter than usual? Could they see her red lipstick, the hungry look in her eyes?Emily had dutifully worn the buttplug every night of the week. She quickly developed a ritual of reading smut on her Kindle with one hand in her panties until she couldn’t take it anymore. Then she’d roll over onto her back, hug her knees to her chest and massage lube into her asshole. Only then would she slide that slim plug up her back passage. It still felt enormous. But every night it got easier to violate her own ass. The first night she accide

Three months later, Ted rolled over onto his back with a long sigh. He woke to find Daisy’s hot young body snuggled up close to him in his bed. Christ, he’d only been able to keep her out of it for a week. Then nightmares set in. Something was under her bed. Noises came from her closet. She’d thought she saw eyes peering at her out of her window, and finally insomnia set in when she couldn’t fall asleep in his arms. The last excuse he tried putting his foot down and demand she drink warm milk to help her along, but when Daisy started being late for school and finally missing school because of lack of sleep, Ted caved.Yet the more sleep Daisy got the less sleep Ted got. He’d gone so far as to wedge a pillow between them only to wake with the pillow on the floor and Daisy’s warm soft body draped over his large frame. And as if sensing he’d moved away, his teasing little sex pot flopped her young body right back on him. Ted shut his eyes tight and groaned. This was hell. No man could sl

When Ted made it home that evening, Daisy was there to greet him. She wore a little sun dress with a flare skirt that hit mid-thigh. There was a satiny dark pink, mauve like sash wrapped around her waist. Her small feet were strapped in wedge heeled sandals. Her toes painted a soft sparkling pink the same color as the sash at her waist. Ted sighed in wonder that she was always so prettily put together. His Daisy always appeared fresh and sweet, and innocent.“Daddy,” Daisy exclaimed with her hands on her hips.“Hey baby.” Ted deposited his briefcase and keys on a small table at the door. “I’m not late, am I?” He walked in, loosening his tie, trying to tear his gaze off his stepdaughter’s round perfect thighs. They were nicely shaped, and Ted remembered how soft and firm they had been when he’d caressed and shaped his big hands over them. The night she spread them for over his hips and rocked her luscious little body over his, grinding her wet panty clad little pussy over his cock, des