Massive Taboo Bundle: 46 Stories (54 page)

He comes over and leans down to plant a peck on my lips.

"I'll get dinner started," he says. "You
should get your homework done."

"Okay," I say. I climb off the bed and gather my
lacy underthings. I walk out of the room to go clean up in the bathroom.

Later, after my shower and homework, and an awkward dinner
with Steven, I drive over to Jason's house. His family is rich and his house is
much bigger than mine. We curl up on the couch and watch TV in the 2nd floor
living room. His parents never come up to this floor of the house. It
practically belongs to Jason.

After the show that we were watching ends, he turns the TV
volume down and turns to stare into my eyes.

"Aura," he says. Then he buries his hand in my
long brown hair and leans in to kiss me. He's a good kisser. But that's all we
ever do. He's pretty religious. I'm sure he thinks even this is a sin.
Sometimes I can get him to cop a feel over my shirt, but then he feels guilty
afterwards.

He pulls away from the kiss to look deep into my eyes.

"Jason," I say quietly, "Don't you ever want
to do more than kiss?"

"Isn't that what I’m supposed to be asking you? The guy
is supposed to want more than the girl, right?" He smiles, teasing.

I smile. "I love you. We've been dating for 6 months.
It's okay if we sleep together," I say gently.

"Shh," he says. "Don’t talk like that. I
don't want to disrespect you, that's all. Okay? I think two people should be
married before they do that."

He can never say the word "sex". It's kind of
cute. It makes me want to fuck his brains out even more. But maybe I shouldn't.
I should eventually leave him to one of his female church friends. I do love
him, though. I also love that he doesn't try to convert me to his religion. I
guess the least I can do is not try to convert him to my crazy life of fucking.

"I love you, Aura," he says. Then he kisses me
again.

When I get home it's late. I throw my jacket over a chair
and toss my purse onto it too. Then I stomp upstairs to my bedroom. I don't
know why I’m being purposely loud. No need to wake Steven up. I'm just so
frustrated with the men in my life. No one wants to give me all of them.

The upstairs hallway is dark and I bump into Steven as I
round the corner from the stairs.

"Oh, sorry," I say. I go to step around him, but
he grabs my arm.

I look up with surprise. I can barely see him by the light
from the streetlamp outside.

"Is something wrong?" I ask. Before I even get the
last word out fully, he is kissing me, hard, on the mouth. With no cameras
rolling. I feel my heart jump.

He wraps his arms around me and keeps kissing me, deeply,
our tongues tangling together with passion. I feel my body melt as I hold him
and kiss him. My pussy is flooded with wetness and I can feel his hard cock
through our clothing.

Suddenly he stops kissing to reach down and sweep me up into
his arms. I am breathless and amazed. He carries me quickly into my dark
bedroom with its frilly pink bed. He throws me onto it. He's had a lot of
practice on the downstairs bed.

He lies down on top of me quickly, pressing his body to mine,
kissing me ravenously. He unzips my jeans and pulls them and my panties down to
my ankles, and off. He unzips his own jeans and pulls out his big hard cock.

"Oh, Steven," I say as he plunges his cock into my
pussy. I am still wearing my pale pink sweater. He is still mostly clothed.

He looks into my eyes as he fucks me frantically. I feel
pleasure build up quickly inside me. I feel like my heart is throbbing with
emotions. Does he love me? Love me really? Like a man loves a woman? Or is he
just relieving the tension from what happened before? We've never fucked off
camera before.

He kisses me briefly while thrusting. "Oh, God,
Aura," he says as he plunges into me. I feel pleasure ramp up unbearably
and then burst inside me as I yell. I arch my back and tears leak out of my
eyes. He groans loudly as he cums inside me with a jolt. Then he kisses me on
the lips again. He's shaking.

"Goodnight," he whispers. Then he pulls out of me
and stumbles out of my room.

"Goodnight," I say, but I don't think he can hear
me anymore. I stare up at the ceiling as I catch my breath, my heart swirling
with emotions. My body is still tingling from my orgasm.

But it's not enough of course, how could it ever be? As long
as no one will be with me completely? I get up and close my bedroom door
quietly. Then I take all my clothes off and get my pink vibrator from the
nightstand. I climb into bed and insert the big phallic-shaped toy into my
pussy. I turn it on and feel the stimulating buzz as it makes the pleasure ramp
up again. First I imagine Jason fucking me, eagerly, without shame, really
giving it to me good, as I shove the vibe deeper into myself. I tense and
muffle my groans as I orgasm.

Then I fantasize about Steven, admitting he loves me,
fucking me hard, kissing me, staring into my eyes lovingly. I orgasm hard
again. My sheets are getting wet with my cum. I finger my clit as I let the
vibrator work my pussy. I imagine Jason and Steven fucking me at the same time,
one of them pushing his hard cock into my anus. I imagine them both thrusting
in and out of me, desperate for me, not minding sharing me, making me feel
unbelievable pleasure in all my holes at once.

I orgasm so hard from this fantasy I feel my body jerk three
times in a row fast, a surge of extreme pleasure each time. And fluid gushes
out of my excited pussy. My back arches and my cunt muscles grip the vibe hard.
I groan loudly. I guess I don't care if Steven hears me. I feel one tiny extra
pinch of pleasure as I shudder. Then I turn the vibe off and pull it out of me.
I take the hand I've been fucking my clit with out of the covers and bring it
up to my lips to suck my cum off it. I taste like sex.

I sigh as I feel myself drifting off to sleep, wishing the
men in my life would learn to enjoy me fully.

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My stepdad Steven has me tied up with red scarves. I am
otherwise nude, except for my blond wig and eye mask.

I'm 18, and he's 40. We've been having sex on camera for
money since I became legal.

He pounds his cock into me as I lie spread eagle on the bed.
I moan. I feel an orgasm grip me as I try to arch my back. My hands and feet
are tied down. I yell.

Suddenly the door to the basement room we're in bursts open.
My boyfriend Jason is standing in the doorway looking shocked.

"Aura?" he says to me. Then he shakes his head and
runs out of the room. I hear him running up the stairs.

"Untie me," I say to Steven. He sighs and climbs
off of me and unties me. I grab a silk robe on my way out of the room and run
up the stairs.

I run out of the house and catch Jason in the driveway.

"Please, wait!" I say as I grab his arm.

"You're… you're having sex with your stepdad…. on
camera…" he says, still in shock.

"Yes," I say with tears in my eyes. "We
needed the money. I'm sorry."

"But…" he says. Then he shakes his head again and
gets into his car and drives away. I run back into the house.

Steven is standing in the kitchen in his robe.

"Sorry, Aura," he says. "I know how much that
must suck."

"He's not as open minded as we are," I say.
"He doesn't understand this at all."

I run upstairs to my bedroom and curl up on my bed, wishing
I were dead. Jason was never supposed to find out about this. I pull the blond
wig off my head, and the eye mask, and fall asleep, even though it's only 6
p.m.

I wake later to a presence in the room. I open my eyes and
see in the dim light from the hallway a man standing in my room.

It's Jason. It's dark and I'm not entirely sure I'm not
dreaming.

"Jason?" I ask.

"Aura," he whispers, then sits on my bed.

We say nothing for a moment.

"I understand," he says finally. "You say you
needed money and I get that, but I think there are other reasons why you slept
with your stepdad. It's because you… had needs."

I sit up. "What? That's not why—"

"Aura," he interrupts. "If you didn't want to
have sex with him, it wouldn't be so easy for you."

How does he know so much about sex all of a sudden? I think
about it and realize he may be right. It's not like I don't enjoy it. Or even
look forward to it.

"How do you know all this?" I ask.

He doesn't say anything for a moment. "My mother had an
affair," he says quietly. "I heard my parents arguing about it. And I
don't want that to happen to us. I always thought I would be your first, but if
I can't be that's okay. I want to give you what you need anyway. I think we
should have sex."

"Here? Now?" I ask in a hushed voice. "What
if Steven hears? I still have to make videos with him, you know. I'm earning
college money."

"I figured," he says with a sigh. "I was
hoping someday you would stop. You don't plan to do that forever, right?"

"No, not forever," I say. "I can't believe
you're okay with this."

"Well, 'okay' is a strong word," he says and I can
see him smile in the moonlight. "Can I climb in bed with you?"

"Sure," I say and pull the covers back. I'm still
wearing my silk robe. My wig and mask are on the nightstand.

He closes the door and takes off his jacket and lays it
neatly over my desk chair. Then he kicks off his shoes and climbs into bed with
me under the covers. We lie facing each other, both our heads resting on one
pillow.

"I love you, you know," he says quietly.

"I love you too," I say. I kiss him gently on the
lips and he kisses me back, burying his fingers in my hair. Then he wraps his
arms around me and pulls my body close to his as we continue kissing. I feel
him untie the belt of my robe and a shiver runs through me. He is breathing
heavily.

"I just want to see you, okay?" he says
breathlessly between kisses.

"Okay," I say. He opens my robe and I pull the
covers down so he can see me. He stops kissing to look at my body. He looks
awestruck.

"You're beautiful," he stutters. "Just as
beautiful as I imagined."

"Thanks," I say.

He reaches out to cup one of my breasts in his hand and
closes his eyes and moans quietly.

"God, I have dreamed of touching you," he says. He
opens his eyes and his hand wanders to the other breast to touch and cup it as
well. I am so turned on. My nipples harden under his touch. I slip out of the
robe and toss it behind me.

"I don't think I want to do it tonight," he says.
He sounds a little panicked. "If that's okay."

"That's okay," I say and smile at him, reaching
out to touch his face.

He looks nervous. "Can I ask one thing?"

I nod.

"Can I feel my bare skin against yours?"

"Of course," I say.

He takes his shirt off and throws it on the ground. Then he
gingerly reaches out and wraps his arms around me. We kiss as he holds me
tight, my bare breasts pressing to his bare chest. Eventually we stop kissing
and he just holds me. I fall asleep in his arms.

I wake up in the morning and he is gone. He must have snuck
out during the night. I smile. I can't believe he forgave me.

I get up and get dressed for the day and Steven meets me in
the kitchen. He's leaning against the counter with a cup of coffee in his hand.
He watches me as I get my cereal.

"So, I was thinking," he says, "that we
should leave Jason in the video."

"What?" I say, startled. My spoon drops onto the
counter.

"Not his face or anything. I can blur that out and
modulate or delete his voice. I just think it makes for good drama." He
looks at me hopefully.

"I don't know," I say. "That doesn't seem
right." I think about it as I stir my cereal absently with a spoon.
"Plus, he's wearing a letterman's jacket. People will recognize it."

"I'll blur the logo on that too," he says.
"There is so much porn online, the odds of someone from your school seeing
it are slim."

I can tell he's going to keep pestering me 'til I say yes.
"Fine, do what you want," I say. I dump my cereal out in the sink and
grab a protein bar from the cupboard.

"See you later," I say as I grab my book bag and
head out the back door.

I come home from school and put on matching pink lace bra
and crotchless panties, and the wig and mask. I'm really not in the mood, but
this is what we do.

Steven is sitting on the bed in a dark red silk shirt and
dark brown pants, looking very goth. His hair is spiky. He really goes all out.

He grabs me, shakes me gently, and calls me
"Susie". I am barely paying attention. My pussy is wet as if on a
schedule. He presses his body to the back of mine and unzips his pants. He
bends me over the bed quickly and shoves his big hard cock into my moist pussy.
I gasp. He has my attention now.

He tries to play the part, get me to say my typical lines,
but I say nothing. I just moan and let him fuck me. Then he unhooks my bra and
takes it off. He massages my tits as he fucks me from behind. I have my hands
on the bed. I just wonder how much of what he does is for the camera, and how
much is for me. He pounds his cock into me long enough for me to have a
shivering orgasm. He doesn't cum.

He peels off my pink panties. I'm barefoot today. He is
still clothed with just his pants open. He sits on the edge of the bed, his
cock still erect and pulls me to him roughly. I whimper, acting afraid.

"Fuck me," he says.

I straddle his lap and let his cock slide into my slippery
pussy. I see his face react. At least the physical feelings I give him are
real.