Forbidden Fruit (2 page)

He lay over me breathing hard, his dick hard, and a hard body making me weak and liking what he was doing to me too much.

“I didn’t know you would be this good,” he said locking eyes with me. “You have a sweet cunt. I don’t know if I can let you go. I don’t think I want Chet to have you. I want you for myself.”

“I want you too,” I said to him.

He kissed my lips and slowly he leaned his body into me to make sure he had all of that hard dick into my small pussy. I yelled because of the pain.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said, but it is part of the process and I intend to stretch you to fit me because I want you so much.” And he continued fucking me hard until the pain mixed with pleasure and we saw blood.

Chapter 4

We had been at the business of me becoming a woman and now it was time for me to act like one. Mr. Compton took my cherry and I wasn’t sad because of it. I was happy. Why did I wait so long to experience this, I asked myself.

As I lay recovering from weak knees and overall exhaustion, Mr. Compton brought in a tray of delights for me to eat. He asked me if I drank. “I have drank wine occasionally,” I said. He handed me a glass and I accepted. I drank a little and I felt tipsy. But after drinking a little more I felt better. Like when he first entered my pussy it was a strange feeling but now it was a glorious feeling and I couldn’t wait to go again and as he promised me, I would get to please him.

I knew he was ready when I touched his dick because his amazing body and his amazing dick was hard as a rock and oozing with liquid. He walked over to me and I leaned into him holding his butt and placed his enormous cock into my mouth. Now he had to direct me on how to satisfy him and make him cum in my mouth. I couldn’t wait. It was like a new toy. I would play with it until I fell asleep or it broke.

Standing in front of him with his cock lodged in my mouth he said, “I want you to suck on it as hard as you can.” He leaned back and it stuck straight into my mouth. I held onto his buttocks and they were tight. Mr. Compton began fucking my mouth and holding my head. He brought it in and out with the rhythm of his body.

“That’s good, suck it hard. Harder,” he commanded. “Good, just like that,” he said his breathing intense. I wasn’t even trying when I felt his dick expand, explode in my mouth, and then collapse and warm fluid pouring into my mouth.” Now let me see you swallow it.” I did as I was told and instead of being put off by the experience I was surprisingly embolden by it. I felt free with my body. I felt like a woman in charge.

“You are so damn good. I didn’t expect this from you. I thought it would be me just giving you one fuck and send you on your way, but this feeling I’m having is so intense.”

I was now open to experimenting. Everything was intense and sexual that I wanted more.

“I want more with you. Can we do more?” I said to him looking into his beautiful handsome face.

“You are delicate, I don’t know if you can handle anymore,” he said wanting to be gentle.

“I can do it. Whatever it is we can do it together,” I said.

“I need your ass. I need to get in everywhere, so you know that I need you, and I want you to be my sexual partner. I don’t want you to go far from me. I want you to remember who made you cum and to come back to me whenever you need anything. Do you promise me?” He said looking at me. “Promise me that when you want your pussy licked that you will call me. It doesn’t matter when it is or where I will make time to kiss that pussy.”

I promised him. He pulled me gently from the bed and with me leaning across the bed facing it, with my bare ass to him, then he stood behind me. “This will hurt but it will be pleasurable when I have done it to you enough.” I became frighten I wondered if I could handle this. I know it had to do with my anus but I wasn’t sure.

I stiffen my body. “No. You have to relax. I will make it as painless as possible, if it’s too much then hold on to the bed or tell me to stop, and I will.” I felt better when he said that he would stop. I felt his warm body over me and his heart beat next to my back. “I’m nervous,” he said kissing my back. “I want your ass so bad. I need to do this with you,” he said kissing my back lightly.

“I waited and I felt the cool lubricant ease into me with his finger. He teased the edges of my anus and then kissed each cheek. He kissed my back. I was distracted with his warm inviting kisses down my spine and then when he reached my ass cheek again, he bit it, and then put the head of his dick into my opening. It hurt but the bite on my cheek distracted me and I didn’t feel it as much. I moaned and he asked, “Are you OK?”

“I’m fine,” I said. But I was more in limbo. I didn’t know what to expect. My ass felt full but as I concentrated on the pain, he held on to my nipple and pinched it sending a wave of excitement through me and he pushed another inch of his dick into my ass hole. I yelled from the pleasure and the pain of it all. “Don’t stop,” I said.

“It’s all in,” he said. And he pushed it in further. I felt full with his dick all inside of me. I felt such pleasure. He stood up and pumped it in and out as much and as far as it could go.

“Stick your ass up to me. I want to ride that ass,” he said. “You know you want this hard dick. This dick wants all of you and I’m going to keep you. No one can take you from me. You will never forget this experience,” he said thrusting and plunging in my anus. And he placed his hand under my mound and one hand on my butt and his dick lodged deep inside my ass, his finger tip massaged my clit as his dicked drove into my ass and the juices from my cunt was all over his hand.

He placed it in his mouth and as he fucked my ass and fingered my clit, I had the best orgasm of the night. And then we heard the door downstairs open and we froze.

Chapter 5

It was late and I panic thinking that Chet had come home for the night. Mr. Compton jumped out of the bed, threw on a robe and slippers, “Don’t go anywhere, I need to finish this. I’m aching for you and we have just begun. I’ll get rid of that person.”

“But who could have the keys to your house?” I whispered.

“It could be only two people, my ex or Chet,” he whispered back. He leaned over me and kissed my bald mound. I leaned it up to meet his face and he stayed there kissing and sucking my clit longer than he should. I was into the throes of another orgasm when I pushed his beautiful head and tongue away.

“You have to go,” I said.

“When I come back, be ready for me because I will be extra hard.”

I lay there excited, worried, and horny beyond my wildest imagination. I tried to ease the heat in my body and clit by taking my hand and rubbing it over my mound. I did that for a few minutes to settle the pain of not having him in me. Mr. Compton had filled me with so much want and need for his cock that I felt lost without it. What was taking him so long? The longer he took the more aroused I became. I became frantic about another orgasm. I wanted one bad.

I began to think that I could have one without him and to prevent me from being so on edge. I remembered that he had used the large rubber dick on me and that became a pleasing idea. I hopped out of bed and pulled it from the drawer, and next to it was a large black vibrator.

I wondered how that worked. So I turned it on and improvised. At first the speed was too high but with a little experiment it slowed. I took the dick and inserted it into my opening and then I placed the vibrator on my clit and turned it on.

I closed my eyes and fingered the nipples of my breasts with one hand and with the other I held the vibrator. The vibrator was amazing because I could pleasure myself with it and with the dick inside of me, I was ready to begin. It whirled on and on and then it took me there. To the height of sexual satisfaction and another orgasm and quickly. Panting and trying to catch my breath, I looked up and there stood Mr. Compton.

“Oh you have been a bad girl. Don’t look at me with that innocent look. I need to punish you.”

“What are you going to do?” I hadn’t been punished since I was a girl and I never liked being punished. “I don’t like punishments. I couldn’t go to the movies and I lost my privileges to my phone,” I whined.

“It’s nothing like that, I’m going to put you over my knee and spank you,” he said. “Now put those things to the side and get across my lap and lie down.” I did as he had said. I stretched across him with his robe open and his taut chest showing an impressive six pack.

I began playing with him, “You’re not going to punish me daddy are you?” I turned and kissed the rows of his muscles and he leaned his head back and his mouth opened and I knew he was enjoying it. Then I slid to the floor on my knees and with my mouth, I cupped his large hot dick and tightened my jaws and lips. I put my hands on his legs and I bobbed my head up and down on his cock. Holding it in one hand, with my tongue, I slid it around and round its head until it was almost impossibly huge. I had to get it softer because if filled my mouth.

When I eased up on the hard sucking his dick softened and I was able to control it. I used one hand and when I stroked it to his satisfaction, I felt it increase more and just as I looked up at him cum was dripping from his cock into my mouth. He held his dick and his face contorted as if in pain. And his breathing was intense.

“Is something wrong,” I said in a panic.

“No. That was so fucking amazing, but you are not going to get away from your punishment,” he said glancing at me on my knees in between his muscled legs. “We have a lot of unfinished business.”

I put my finger in my mouth and he helped me up. He wiped my mouth with tissues and gestured for me to lay across his lap and don’t do anything that would divert his attention away from the punishment I was entitled to. I lay on his lap again.

“What are you going to do?” I said frantic.

“I’m not going to take anything from you. I’m going to give you something,” he said rubbing my ass cheeks. He passed his soft hands over my butt, over and over until I felt as if I could fall asleep. It was so soothing. He took his hands and open my butt and when he saw my anus he bent his head and began sucking the opening. It was something I didn’t expect. Was this the punishment because if it was then it wasn’t punishment after all but the most erotic feeling I had all night.

Raising his head he said, “Did you know that you have so many nerves in that one area.”

“No I didn’t,” I said. And he resumed and stuck his tongue as far as it would go and then he placed his large finger into that opening. I winced because it hurt but it was pleasurable.

“I didn’t put on any lubricant because that is part of your punishment and this is the other part.” And he lightly tapped my behind with his open hand. Then he placed another finger in and tapped my ass again but the taps although didn’t faze me, stung.

Mr. Compton pulled out the two fingers and passing his hands in the same way he slapped my butt this time. The sting felt good and he did it again. Then he lowered me down where I ended facing the bed. He stood behind me and said, “This is where I don’t use lubricant.”

“Will it hurt?” I asked.

“It will but it will hurt me more to punish you. But you have to understand that I can give you all that you need in sexual satisfaction and you should wait for me to please you. I will make all your sexual fantasies come true. All you have to do is ask and because you were a bad girl, you will need a little discipline.”

He stood behind me and shoved his hard cock through my small opening and I moaned and shouted. “That’s right you can scream baby. I know it hurts. But I will take care of you when it’s over. Just lay there and take your punishment. Take all of my cock,” he whispered in my ear. And he pushed the rest of his dick in my anus. He kissed my back and cupped my breast and I felt his warm needy body and breath on my back.

Once he was inside my ass it felt good. I was no longer in pain. “See that wasn’t so bad,” he said. “I’m going to be as gentle inside of you as I can be.” He began his motion of thrusting his dick in and out and as my body began to respond to the feeling and my arousal was off the charts I responded to him. I pushed my but into his body and he gave me all of his dick. I liked all of it, I was greedy for his dick and his cum.

Then before I realized it I said, “I’m having an orgasm.”

“I know,” he said, “That wonderful clit of yours that I’ve been fingering lets me know and that pretty little anus contracts and expands on my dick and now I’m having one and it is sooo good,” he said breathless.

Chapter 6

Mr. Compton left the room to get me something to eat. We had been in his room most of the night and I hadn’t eaten a thing. I took a quick shower and headed back to the bed. He wanted me in the bed when he was ready for another round of his mind bending marathon of sex.

Then I thought about he went downstairs to talk to someone who had a key to his house. He never told me who was in the house. At this time I didn’t want Chet anymore, I wanted his father and his father wanted me. But this was something no one would understand but us. We decided that no one would know even though I was eighteen and the age of consent. Still no one would understand how much we needed each other sexually and how much we enjoyed each other’s bodies. Mr. Compton confessed that we had never felt this free to explore sex and satisfied with one person.

I knew this was new to me but it felt as if I had been born again and my sexual life was just beginning and I was enjoying every bit of it. Mr. Compton entered carrying a tray. He put it down near the bed and I picked up a cheese sandwich. “How did you know what I like?”

“I know what you like baby.” And I curled up in his arms and ate my sandwich and drank a cola. Looking up at him I said, “Who was it downstairs? You stayed so long.” He didn’t say anything for a long time. He just looked at me.

“Whoever it was, you took a long time before you came up,” I said repeating my concern. He still didn’t say anything.

Then he murmured, “I gave a key to a young woman.” He looked at me apologetic, “I’m sorrow but it’s you I want. He admitted that she sucked his dick as I waited for him pleasuring myself.