All Chapters of Taboo Heat: Tales Too Hot To Handle: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

Now I'm masturbating to these videos. My mother is a cheating slut, and what am I that I get off on it? I know how this is going to end, so I guess I've, what, transitioned to being a child of divorce? I'm not seeing my mother anymore. I see her as just a horny MILF. I probably should talk to somebody about this, but I'm enjoying it.I'd followed her today, assuming it was another fuck for a sale. When I get to the back door, there's yelling; I see two women. My mother is pissed. The other woman's older, forties, but damn good-looking. They are nose to nose. I guess the old lady is trying to take Faith's sale. Hope Faith didn't fuck the guy already, be a shame to waste a fuck on a lost sale. I've gotten so cynical.Faith is losing the argument. She takes a breath and pleads. "Mary, I need this sale. You sell twice what I do. Please."I'm watching this Mary woman just staring at Faith. Something's up. They've stopped talking. My jaw falls open when Mary runs her hand lightly down Faith

Fuck, stupid move. Now he'll know I'm a young woman. A real adult wouldn't say that, or would they? I mean if 'she' is married too, she might say that to clear the air. This was so fucking complicated.But. It's. Wrong.I can see him sitting, looking at his phone, his desire fighting with his morals. Does he think it was another woman? Does he think it's me? What if he's figured out that his daughter is sending him messages, and he likes it? What am I getting myself into? This is crazy. It's so dangerous. I don't know anybody who's ever done this, and I've never read anything about it. I'm one message away from changing my life. But I love my father, and this is just a deeper way of showing it, right?I type; she doesn't care.I want to say, 'I love you,' but that is too obvious a hint that it's me. This is a weird game, but I know I'm helping him. I check the phone for the next hour, but there's nothing. Fuck. Have I just made the biggest mistake of my life? I've fucked up my relatio

What the fuck? I had no idea. I've got a job, and I'm out five days a week. Is she, like, asking my permission?"Yeah, okay, no prob. Just us girls."Acting casual, pretending to be pals with my slut mother. She just pulls the strings, and in a blink, she's fucking naked. Whoa.I'm watching her while typing, pretending not to watch. I don't know what's going on with me. I mean, girls, women. I never looked, you know? Now, I'm seeing my mother, whom I despise, as a sexy woman. First, I'm leering at my best friend, who I am sure is not into girls, and now I'm watching my mother bend over to arrange her towel, giving me a very clear look at her vagina and butthole.She's wet. She's fucking wet. I bet she was doing phone sex before she came out. She has to know I can see this. Is it that she doesn't care or...? No, no way. But there's Mary. No, she just doesn't give a shit. Slut."You can join me if you like.""No thanks, I'm going back in the house. It's hot out here."She picks up her p

Sometimes, I get thirsty late at night, so I go get a drink in the kitchen.I drop my phone and think back to this morning, lying on my mother's granite island. I have a plan.July 14, 1 AMIt's 1 AM. I'm in the kitchen, naked, lying on the island. The lights are out; the room is in deep darkness. Back to anonymity, better that way- for now. I left my robe on the floor at the door, he'll see it or feel it when he comes in. If he comes in. We never texted after that one I told you about. I swear I'm leaving a puddle on this rock. I hear him.July 14, 1:58 AMThere's a board on the stairs that squeaks, just a little. That's why I'm here. If Faith wakes up and comes looking, we'll get a warning- if we need one. I just heard it. He's on his way.I hear my robe rustle as his foot finds it. The room is pitch dark. I feel like my ears are growing huge, trying to hear him. I hear him breathing, deeper than normal, closer; I sense him, see the dark outline.I twitch; he touches me, looking for

My door opens slowly. I can see his form moving in, wearing a robe. He stops and closes the door. He has to be able to hear my heart pounding. I move on my bed. His feet shuffle along the floor, and the bed moves as he hits it with his leg.I feel his fingers touch my leg."This is a bad idea.""She's got the pill and the wine. She wouldn't wake up if we were next to her."We're actually talking about our forbidden relationship. That's new. His fingers are trailing up and down my leg. My pussy is juicing. I can hear him breathing, deep and hard. His fingers stop."Pixie, this is wrong. We've done too much already."Until that night in the kitchen, he never used my name. I like it. I get up and reach out, feeling the terrycloth robe. He's facing me. I slide my hands in the front and over his shoulders, slipping the robe off his body as I move against him. His arms wrap around me as mine wrap around him. I feel his hard cock against my belly. He sighs. I wiggle my body, lift up on my to