All Chapters of Forbidden Taboos : Steamy dark stories : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Then on a serious note she says that we should go out Friday night, just her and I, have a few drinks and relax. Then on Saturday, go get a massage and sit in the sauna, just baby ourselves and relax. I don't have to think twice! We agree to meet at my apartment Friday after work, and Lexi will take care of making reservations for the massage on Saturday. That night I tell the boys that I will be "off limits" this weekend. That Lexi and I are going out Friday night and Saturday, and that they are on their own. And I add, "One more thing, if Lexi and I happen to run into you guys, I am Becky, NOT your Aunt Becky, and don't forget that!" Friday arrives and Lexi brings her clothes so she can go home with me straight from work. We even clock out a little early to get a jump start on the weekend. At my place, we are like two giddy school kids preparing for a date. We share my bedroom as we each get a shower and change our clothes. I catch Lexi staring at my naked body when I dr

All the build up, all the foreplay, all the teasing, is just too much. I lose it, my eyes roll back as I scream, "OH MY GOD LEXI I'M CUMMING, OH YES YES YES I'M CUMMMMING!" My juices erupt as I flood her pussy. She continues fucking me, the wet squishy sounds of our cunts echoing through the room. Then her body tenses up, she hugs my leg tightly as she clamps her thighs against my leg. Then she starts to shake and tremble. She throws her back and cry's out, "OH BECKY, YES BECKY YES, OH FUCK ME I'M CUMMING!" I grind my pussy against hers as she suddenly starts squirting, her wetness spraying my pubic mound and stomach. Then she rolls off laying beside me. Our mouths meet, I taste myself on her lips and tongue. We break our embrace and stare into each others eyes. I hear her say, "That was so much better than I could have ever imagined, go to sleep and we will talk in the morning." I wake up to the sunlight beaming through the window. My head is thumping and I feel like sh

Staring across the table at Lexi, she gives me that devilish grin again, before asking, "So Becky, what we talked about this morning, me being a Mistress to women, would you like to experiment with being my slave...my sex slave tonight?" I sit back in my chair, take a deep breath. My stomach is in knots, I tingle all over with nervous anticipation. I know depending on how I answer this question will change my future with Lexi, either way. I exhale, "Yes Lexi, I would like to see what it is like being your sex slave.... but no promises after tonight!" Lexi gives me her seductive smile this time, walks over to me, and kisses me softly on my lips. Then she gives me a hard stare, "From here on out you do what I say, when I say it, no questions ask, understand?" With a shaky voice, i reply, "Yes" "YES WHAT?" yells Lexi "YES MISTRESS!" I shout back. "That's MISTRESS LEXI to you" she says in a softer voice, "Now go to your room, remove all your clothes, then join me in the livi

I was a senior in high school, and having just turned 18, I thought I was everything. I was HOT and I knew it, and loved flaunting my best assets. I was a total cock tease to all the boys and even older men. It helps that I have a killer body, standing almost 6' tall, long wavy blonde hair, full firm 36C breast, and long slender legs that end at a perfect bubble butt ass. Cassandra, Cassy as we call her, is my best friend and we are both on the high school cheerleading squad. We were scheduled to have a game on Saturday, so my mom dropped me off at Cassy 's house. Since mom was late for an appointment, I hopped out and she drove off. When I knocked at the door, Cassy's mom's boyfriend, Frank answered. He looked surprised to see me, especially dressed in my cheer uniform. Frank is in his mid forties, tall, very fit, short dark hair, and I always thought he had a thing for me, because when I would visit Cassy, I caught him staring at me more than once, especially during sleep overs

She wasn't used to being lectured. Sitting in the guidance counselor's office, listening to Mr. Weaver drone on and on about her grades and her attendance, Lacy wanted to scream. All these adults -- her teachers, her counselors, her mom -- couldn't shut up about school and college and homework, but she was sick of it. She was tired of being the flawless, model student -- straight A's, honor roll, perfect attendance. She just wanted to enjoy her childhood. Lacy was an 18 year old senior in high school. She was 5'2" and 106 lbs with blonde hair, a slim waist, thick butt, and a 32D bust. At the start of high school, she was an awkward young teen, but over the past couple years, she'd blossomed into a head-turning beauty. She took a certain amount of satisfaction from the jealous looks the other girls gave her. "I'll do better, Mr. Weaver," she replied when he finally stopped talking. It was an empty promise, and they both knew it. She'd be graduating soon, and she didn't want to sp