บททั้งหมดของ HOUSE OF TABOOS(erotica shorts): บทที่ 341 - บทที่ 350

Mike awoke the next morning to silence, wondering how he got from the lounge downstairs up to the double bed he found himself on. A white duvet cover draped over his lower body. His mom must have already got up but he couldn’t hear her anywhere in the cabin, upstairs or down. He rolled under the silk sheets, his nose filling with his mom’s sweet flowery scent from the pillow. A smile touched his lips as his thoughts drifted back to the previous evening.It almost seemed like a dream. Her smooth, sensuous curves, her encouragement, her overwhelming femininity assaulting his senses and taking over his body. Her passion and need infusing his confidence and bringing out an animalistic side in him which he had no idea he possessed. He could definitely get used to that. Another feeling tugged at him, ephemeral but no less real. He tried to put a finger on it, a kind of pain or yearning in both his mind and body. He suddenly felt annoyed that his mom wasn’t there. He needed to be close to he

Daddy stays at the hospital for three days. I call my boss and tell him the situation and he tells me to take all the time I need and not to worry about the time off. So, I spend every moment I can at the hospital, which is every moment Daddy’s there. Because they know me, they let me stay even though I’m not legally family.Daddy’s burns heal quickly, but the smoke inhalation is what worries them the most. That’s why they keep him for three days. When they release him, they give him strict instructions to take it easy for the next several weeks while his lungs and heart recover from the strain they’ve been placed under.Daddy agrees and I tell him, “Don’t worry, Daddy. I’ll take care of you.” He smiles at me and says, “With a beautiful nurse like you, I might never recover.”I giggle and say, “Nice try, Daddy. We’ll just say the smoke is affecting your sense of humor.”He laughs and the laugh sends him into a coughing fit. I immediately wrap my arms around him and say, “Sorry, Daddy

Oh God, Daddy!” I cry, staring in amazement as his lips slide softly over my pussy and his tongue flicks rapidly over my clit.He looks up at me and smiles. “Just returning a favor,” he says.Then he presses his lips to my pussy and sucks lightly. The action pulls my clit up out of its hood to slide along his tongue with agonizing friction. I stiffen and cry, “Oh God, Daddy!”Then I cum.The orgasm hits me so hard that for a moment, I don’t register it. I just kind of stiffen and stare at him in silent shock while energy rushes through me like a series of lightning bolts. He looks up at me and moves his lips from side to side while sucking and flicking my clit. When he does that, the orgasm intensifies so much that there’s no mistaking what’s happening anymore. I shriek and shatter underneath him, jerking and gasping and pushing my hips up against him instinctively in my body’s desperate attempt to fuse with whatever is turning every single nerve ending it has into a pulsing node of

My stepfather finds me crying on the couch five and a half months before he fucks me.I say that because I want to make it clear that he never takes advantage of me. I guess I also need to point out that I’m not a child. I’m twenty-two years old and he’s not doing anything gross or illegal. I think maybe I need to also point out that he’s not really my stepfather. I mean, he’s more my mother’s husband than my stepfather. They marry when I’m sixteen and the only authority he ever takes with me is when he teaches me to drive and tells me what to do or not to do in reference to that. So, the man I fuck has no real father-like relationship with me and I’m not his daughter. I’m his wife’s daughter.Now, let’s get to the wife part. He fucks me during a trial separation. That comes about because my mother gets a chance to work for her company at their Australia location for a year. He doesn’t want her to go. She wants him to go with her. Of course, if he does that, he’ll have to quit his jo

What the hell am I supposed to expect from a spanking.I can honestly say I never receive one, not one. Oh, maybe as a child I get a swat on my ass when Mom says, “I said it’s bedtime,” but never more than one swat at a time. I mean, even then, they’re not really spanks so much as a vague threat that there can be spanks. I mean, they don’t even hurt.It takes one spank from Jackson to make me realize this is not going to be easy.His hand impacts with my ass cheeks and I gasp from the intensity of the pain that washes over me. It’s really unbelievable. I mean that literally. It takes a moment for me to process it as something that’s really happening. It’s like the pain from the spanking reverberates over my ass cheeks and then all along my thighs and my waist.It’s just the first spank and it already hurts like hell!It’s like my mind stops.And then the second spank hits and the sting of the first spank feels far less powerful than the second. I don’t know if it’s just that his hand