บททั้งหมดของ Taboo Pleasures: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

Lisa let her face drop to the bed and slowly rocked, almost moving on Troy's cock inside her while he filled her with his sperm."Do you love her?" Lisa groaned."She's cute, and a nice person. She has a pussy she planned on sharing with me, but I don't love her." Troy panted. "I only love you."Lisa reached between her legs and circled Troy's cock, what little of it that wasn't still inside her, with her finger and thumb.He felt as hard as he had even before she put her mouth around him the first time."Does she know about this cock?""She's a nice girl. She has no clue other than she probably thinks I have one.""Is it ever soft?"Lisa let her body drop to the bed and stretched her legs out.Troy didn't let his cock come out, then flexed it inside her."You're not done?""Have you had enough?"He pulled mostly out, them slowly moved back in and almost filled her pussy as much as he had before."I don't think there is such a thing.""Do you wanna fuck some more in, um, whatever this

She went to the bathroom and came immediately back with one of her makeup mirrors and sat next to Troy.She held the mirror between them pointed at their kids, and looked in it."I still don't see them, Troy. Do you, um, see anybody else in the mirror?"Troy scooted forward and looked in the mirror."Bunny?" he whispered. He looked at their kids, then back in the mirror."Bunny is here. I can only see her in the mirror. How did you know?""Troy, I saw Bunny, she was with me...right before I called you that day I left David."She hadn't said that name since she told Troy to never say it, and it felt weird in her mouth, almost as weird as saying Bunny was with her. She remembered exactly what Bunny meant when she said she was with Lisa."She was still your imaginary friend?""No, she left me forever when I was ten, but she came back. I thought it was a dream, but now...I really don't know.""This is super crazy, Leese.""You don't even know half the crazy.""She's looking at us. She wav

The reception itself is a formal event; the bride and groom love dressing up and so I imagine the entire weekend is going to be like something out of Downton Abbey. Not that I mind, it gives me the opportunity to indulge and pretend I'm Katherine Hepburn or someone. Certainly someone worthy of the racy slit that darts up to mid-thigh on the right hand side of the gown.So I've picked out a feather headpiece and black lace cocktail jacket, and a set of long black evening gloves to accessorise. I may not be on the hunt, but I still love to be noticed.My phone rings, and I scoop it up. I'm a little worried when I see it's David calling, so I answer quickly."Hi Davey, please tell me you're not cancelling on me.""Hi Em. No, nothing of the sort. I've got everything arranged on this side, but I was just wondering whether I should come through now rather than chancing traffic in the morning.""It's seventy miles, Davey. And it's ten at night. Are you sure you're not too tired?""Positive.

I sneak a look at myself in the mirror, and am gratified to see that the gown still looks as good on me as it did when I found it. I raise my arms, satisfying myself that no part of my bra will be visible in the relatively modest neck and shoulder lines, then turn to eye my profile. My dancing and gymming have paid off and the dress hugs me like a bodysuit; I'm very happy with the result. I pull on my evening gloves, and shoot myself a smouldering look in the mirror."David?" I call out.I hear him walking towards my room, and for some reason butterflies start up in my stomach again.He knocks. I laugh, nervously. "I know it's you, and I'm decent. Come in."He opens the door, then stops."Wow." he says, after a while."You like?" I ask, unreasonably happy at his reaction."Be still my beating heart," he says, shaking his head."That good, huh?" I say."Em," he says. "I'm your brother. There are some things brothers are not supposed to say to sisters."I grin. "Nobody's here but me. Te

I shrug. "He decided it was more important to stick his cock into some nineteen year old than it was to pick me up from class."He leans back. "Ah.""Yeah. Same story, different protagonist."He shakes his head, sadly. "He seemed like a nice guy."I sigh. "He was. I thought... no, never mind.""You thought what, Em?"I thought I'd finally found someone who'd make me forget you, is what I want to tell him. But of course I can't say this, so I change it slightly."I thought I'd just finally found someone who could make me happy is all. And he did. Mostly. Anyway", I say, grimly, "It's all water under the bridge now."He stands up and walks around the counter, reaching out to pull me into a hug. I can't help myself, I cry a bit, but he holds me tightly until the shaking stops, then gives me a hard squeeze and a kiss on the forehead. "You'll find someone, Em. Someone who treats you the way you deserve."I shake my head and laugh, bitterly. "Maybe someday." Regretfully, I let go of him, an