Massive Taboo Bundle: 46 Stories (10 page)

I am breathing hard, sucking on Nick’s cock, pushing it as far
back in my mouth as it can go, hitting my throat. I moan loudly as Peter
thrusts his big dick in and out of my tight ass. And feel heaven start to pulse
in my pussy as Jeremy roughly massages it, along with my clit.

My legs start to tremble with pleasure as it hits me from
all sides. Peter and Nick are moaning loudly too. Jeremy reaches up with his
other hand and plays with my breasts. I groan louder. Dear Jesus, so much
pleasure at once.

They keep working my holes, grunting and moaning, rubbing
and massaging. I feel the pleasure build up with a roar. “Mmmhhnn!” I yell
loudly, with cock in my mouth as my orgasm wave hits me. It clenches me 5 times
in a row quickly. I can’t believe it. My legs almost collapse, but Jeremy
expertly holds my body up.

Nick shoots his load into the condom in my mouth with a loud
grunt. I moan again. Peter is still working on my ass, frantically now, much
harder and faster than before. I can feel another aching pleasure wave build up
as he pumps into me more.

“Guhh!” Peter yells as he shoots cum into my ass. His dick
quivers inside me. He quickly pulls his dick out. I cum again with a loud moan.

“She’s all yours, Jer,” Nick says, out of breath as he rolls
his condom off into a trash can, and zips up his jeans. Peter does the same.
They both grab another beer bottle from the mini fridge and leave through the
door to the attached suite. Jeremy quickly and easily lifts me up and brings me
down to rest in his arms. He smiles down at me.

“You okay?” he says.

“Yeah,” I smile back.

He stands and lifts me up in his arms as he does. He walks
with me to the bar, grabs a condom, then walks us over to the big bed on the
other side of the room.

“I hope you don’t mind one more time,” he says to me with a
big smile on his face.

“No,” I say, catching my breath. I smile too.

He lays me on the bed then, and starts to take my shoes off
as he talks to me.

“It’s my birthday today,” he says. “21.” He climbs on top of
me on the bed as he talks. “This is our way of celebrating,” he says still
smiling.

He rolls to the side as he opens the condom and puts it on.
Then he rolls back on top of me. He spreads my legs and gently thrusts his big
dick into my pussy. I moan and close my eyes.

He starts to thrust, and I moan with pleasure. He keeps
talking.

“I know your name is Leah,” he says quietly.

I open my eyes, slightly alarmed.

“Don’t worry,” he says. “I won’t tell anyone.”

“Okay,” I say as I gasp with a thrust.

“I went to high school with you,” he says as he grunts and
thrusts his dick into me.

“Really?” I ask, breathless.

“Yeah,” he says, partially to answer, partly because
thrusting feels so good. To both of us. “Yeah,” he says again, starting to be
out of breath. “You were a freshman, when I was a senior. I always thought you
were cute.”

“Really?” I ask. I’m flattered. His big dick hits me in a
deeper spot then and I moan. A tear leaks out of my eye. “I don’t remember
you,” I say, out of breath again.

“That’s okay,” he says, working up to a faster pace now. “We
weren’t in any classes together or anything. I played basketball then. Were you
into that?”

“Sorry, no,” I say. “Not into sports much.”

“That’s okay…” he says as he closes his eyes. His thrusting
is distracting him too much to speak now. He really towers over me on the bed.
Standing with my big platform shoes, I didn’t feel so small, but now he makes
me feel tiny.

“God, you’re really tight…” he says, sounding impressed.

“Thank you,” I whisper. Then I moan with a small pleasure
wave. That turns him on.

He begins thrusting harder and deeper into me then, speeding
up his pace, really panting now. I gasp with each pounding thrust. I arch my
back and grip his arms tightly as he pounds into me. My pleasure has built up
to a climax.

“Uhhhh!” I yell as ecstasy grips my pussy and shoots through
me hard. He cums in the next moment with a loud grunt, shooting cum into the
condom. His dick jerks inside me.

“Sweet fuck!” he exclaims as he lays his head down near
mine. I catch my breath. He rolls off of me and lies next to me breathing
heavily. Then he sits up, still catching his breath, and gathers me into his
arms again. He stands up and walks across the room with me to my clothing. He
sets me down next to the bar. I reach for my little skirt and tube top and pull
them on with shaking hands.

He brings my shoes over to me and I climb back onto them. He
quickly dresses, and puts his shoes on. He hands me my trench coat. I put that
on too.

“Now try to take a step,” he says kindly. I do. My legs
wobble. Shit.

He laughs. Then he sweeps me up into his arms and walks toward
the door.

“You don’t have to do that,” I say.

“Shh,” he says. “It’s no problem.”

He walks us down the hallway to the elevator. Both are
thankfully empty. Once the elevator doors close, I ask him, “You do this a lot?
Share women with your friends?”

He looks a bit sheepish. “Yeah. Now and then. It’s like a
hobby.”

I can feel new wetness seep out of my cunt at the thought of
that. I smile at him.

He smiles back.

“This may be weird and stupid,” he says, staring at the
elevator door, “but it would be nice to hang out with you sometime. You know,
outside of your work.”

I raise my eyebrows, surprised, but pleased. “Yeah, that
would be nice,” I say, smiling at him again.

“You’ll have to give me your number,” he says. “Leah,” he
whispers. I laugh. He leans down and kisses me. I kiss him back. My body begins
to tingle.

Then he stops kissing and goes back to watching the elevator
door again, this time with a big grin on his face. I laugh. I pull a business
card out of my trench coat pocket then, and a little pen. I cross out the name
“Sierra” and write “Leah” on the card. Then my personal cell phone number. I
reach around his arm and tuck the card into his jeans pocket.

“Thank you,” he says happily.

“You’re welcome.”

When the elevator stops he walks out toward the back of the
hotel, so we won’t have to pass the front desk lady. He asks which one my car
is. I tell him, and he walks me right over to it. He sets me down next to the
driver side door, and I look up at him as he gazes down into my eyes.

“There you are,” a male voice suddenly says from a few cars
down. It’s Steve.

“Shit,” I say under my breath.

“Who is that?” Jeremy asks quietly.

“My stepdad.”

“Oh,” Jeremy says, nodding. He quickly leans down and gives
me a peck on the lips. “I’ll talk to you later.”

“Okay,” I say, smiling as he walks quickly back to the
building.

I turn to Steve who is walking quickly toward me now.

“You still do this?” he says, appalled.

“Duh,” I answer. “Why would I stop?”

“Because of… us,” he says awkwardly.

I am shocked. There is an “us” now?

“Why was he carrying you? Did he hurt you?” He sounds angry.

“No,” I say quickly. “They didn’t hurt me. They just fucked
me a lot, okay. I’m a little wobbly.”

He looks appalled again. “Jesus.” He stands there catching
his breath for a moment, trying to calm his anger.

“Well, if you can’t even walk, you certainly can’t drive,”
he says. He comes over and pulls me up into his arms.

“Steve, please,” I say.

“I’ll drive you in my car. We’ll get yours later.” He walks
me over to his car a few cars down and opens the passenger door, never dropping
me. He leans down and sets me right inside.

I am actually a little turned on by his take charge
attitude. He closes my door and walks around. He is goodlooking. I’ll give him
that. But us a couple? Pfft. He has a tan older man distinguished face. Hard
muscles all over his body from working out and playing sports. Short cropped
dark blond hair, tinted red by the sun somehow. He gets into the driver’s seat
and quickly turns the car on and puts it in gear. He still seems angry. It’s
hot.

My pussy is wet and ready again. Just knowing he wants me.
He drives us quickly home, still too angry to speak to me. He comes around to
my side and carries me into the house, right up to my bedroom. He sets me down
near the bed. It’s a girly four poster bed with ruffly peach colored bedding,
neatly made, with a few stuffed animals lying in front of the fluffy pillows.

Rock star posters hang all over the walls, and I still have
one unicorn poster up from childhood.

Steve takes his jacket off and tosses it onto my white
wicker chair near the wall. He takes my jacket off and sees what I’m wearing.
Like the shoes weren’t bad enough, right?

He looks very disapprovingly at what I’ve got on. He quickly
reaches down and grabs my skirt by both sides and yanks it down off my hips. I
gasp. My cunt swells with desire. He bends down and pulls it all the way down
my legs. I step out of it. I am breathing hard. He notices. He begins to
breathe harder too. He stands and reaches his fingers into my pussy. I am
sopping wet.

“God, Leah,” he says, shaking his head. I blush.

He quickly takes both sides of my tube top and lifts it over
my head, leaving my perfect little round tits exposed. My nipples are hard. The
only light in the room is from the streetlight outside and the night light in
the corner of my room, but I know he can see I’m aroused.

He takes off his own shirt then. A conservative tan
button-up plaid thing. He tosses it onto my chair. Then he unbuckles his belt.
I shiver. He stops as he notices that. Then he keeps taking his slacks off. He
kicks off his shoes and pulls off his socks. His cock stands erect, looking
hard and powerful. It’s bigger than any I’ve had in me tonight. He quickly
grabs my arm and turns me around. I shudder. He presses his naked body to my
back. I feel his cock on my back and moan.

He puts his arms around my torso, under my breasts, and
lifts me up onto the end of the bed, on my knees, my body is upright. I still
have on my platform shoes. He spreads my legs with his hand as he stands at the
end of the bed behind me. He lets his cock play with the outside of my cunt. He
whispers into my ear.

“Do they use condoms with you?”

“Yes,” I say, breathlessly. “And I’m on the pill.”

“Good,” he says. “I’m fucking you without one.” Then he
suddenly shoves his penis up into my pussy, hard. I moan and arch my back.

“Fuck…” I say. My pussy is sore from fucking tonight, but I
still want him.

“You want some of this?” he says as he shoves his cock into
me again.

“Yes,” I whisper. I can’t believe we’re doing this again. My
stepdad is fucking me. Again. Cum drips out of me at the thought.

He grips my body tight with his arms and starts thrusting
hard in and out of me. I moan in ecstasy as he fucks me rapidly. I can feel my
legs start to go numb and my cunt start to tingle. I reach up to play with my
own tits. He sees me and moves my hands out of the way so he can fondle my tits
instead. I groan as he plays with them and fucks me.

He grunts with his powerful thrusts and massages my tits
roughly. I begin to moan a constant moan. I probably sound like I’m in pain. He
fucks me harder. I whimper with each thrust up into me.

“Ahhh!” I yell as an orgasm surges through my pussy and
outward. He keeps fucking. “Ahh!” I yell as another one hits me. Intense
pleasure grips my cunt and shivers through me.

“Ugh!” he yells as he shoots his load of cum right up into
me. He holds me tight as we catch our breath. Then he makes me lean forward on
the bed, so I am on all fours. He runs his hands over my ass, and slides a
finger up my anus. I groan. I still ache with pleasure there.

“They’ve been in your ass,” he says disapprovingly.

“Yes,” I whisper.

He leaves his finger in there for minute. Then he pulls it
out. He grabs my ass with both hands and then he works his big dick into my
asshole. I moan as he works his way deep inside me. He is still hard.

“Oh, Steve…” I say lustily.

He starts thrusting in and out of me then, moaning with the
pleasure from my tight hole. I groan as I think about how it is my stepdad doing
this to me. That is so fucking kinky. Here, in my girly four poster bed. I gasp
as he thrusts.

“You like being a whore, Leah?” he asks, breathless, as he
thrusts.

“Yes, I do,” I say between moans.

He fucks me harder. “My stepdaughter is a whore,” he says to
himself as he fucks me. “I’m fucking my stepdaughter the whore…” He gets
frantic about it then, thrusting desperately in and out of me. It sends aching
tingles of pleasure through me. My cunt clenches a few times with pleasure
waves.

“Ohhhhh…” I moan continuously. “Ohhh, God…”

He thrusts a few more deep grunting thrusts into me, then he
yells as he cums hard, flooding my rectum with his cum. He pulls out of me,
breathing hard. I collapse on my bed, exhausted. He rolls me over so I am face
up.

I can see his dick is still hard, bouncing around. My legs
are bent, my lower legs hanging off the bed, my platform shoes brushing the
floor.

He stands over me, breathing hard, and reaches into my cunt
with his whole hand. He covers his fingers in our cum and pulls his hand out. I
moan. I still haven’t orgasmed since he started fucking my ass. I am so sore,
but I still lust for him.

He wipes our cum all over his hard cock. Then he starts
masturbating right in front of me, staring at me with desire, breathing hard. I
moan. I spread my legs. He still keeps fucking himself.

I reach down and start to play with my pussy then. I massage
my little pleasure button. He starts to rub his dick faster. I moan as I bring
myself pleasure. I start rapidly rubbing my clit. He watches me and keeps up a
rapid pace with his own dick. He moans as he watches me.