Shhh! Don't Tell (10 BOOK BUNDLE TABOO EROTICA) (18 page)

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Sitting in the hot tub waiting for him to change and bring them some beers. He hadn’t even flinched when she suggested that. The heat felt good against her skin, and a jet pulsed a stream of water into her lower back, massaging her. The glow from the underwater light cast a green hue over everything. It was so romantic she thought and brought her toes up out of the water to look at them.

He came out with the beers then and handed her one, then stood next to the edge looking up at the sky, his bare chest so fucking sexy. She would run her tongue all over it if he gave her the chance. Make him so happy.

“Wow, it’s a nice night,” he said, still looking up at the stars.

“Yeah,” she said. The bulge in his shorts visible in the soft light.

He looked down at her and smiled then leapt into the hot water splashing her in the process.

She screamed and laughed while she kicked her feet at his hard body.

He sat down opposite her, all the way on the other side, which was disappointing but when she reached out and touched his feet with hers he didn’t move them, so she was content with that.

They sat like that for sometime, chatting about everything, life, boys, his job. The conversation came easily and she liked that he was speaking to her like a peer. After they’d finished their beers he said he would get them more but she said no, stay there, it was her turn. Fine by me, he said. When she got out, she took her time, bending over at the waist making sure he got a nice view of her ass.

The alcohol gave her some more courage and when she came back she sat right next to him and suggested they play truth or dare.

“Truth or dare? I don’t even know the rules.”

“It’s easy. I ask you truth or dare and you pick one. But the thing is you absolutely have to follow through. If you say truth, you have to answer what I ask no matter what it is. If you say dare, you have to do the thing I say unless it’s against the law or somebody could get hurt.”

“Sounds serious,” he said.

“It is. It’s five years bad luck if you don’t. We don’t have to play–“ she said. Then added, “If you’re scared.”

“Truth,” he said instantly.

“Oh, so we’re playing?”

“Bring it girl.”

“Okay. Hmm. What do I want to know about you?” She hadn’t thought her plan through this far.

“Come on,” he said. “I don’t have all night.”

“Who was the first girl you had sex with?”

He was taking a drink from his beer when she said it and he coughed spilling some down his chin. “Oh, we’re going straight there then.”

“You said you wanted to play. No chickening out now.”

“Yeah, I know. I’m just trying to remember, it was so long ago, back during the Great Depression.”

She splashed water at him. “Oh shut up. You’re not that old.”

“Okay. The first was this girl Molly Applebaum. She lived down the street from us. We were both sixteen I think. One night we snuck out of the house and broke into this abandoned house. And then… well. Yeah. Molly Applebaum.”

“Wow. Breaking and entering. That’s daring.”

“Okay. Your turn,” he said. “Truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

“Who was the first boy you had sex with?”

She looked down at the water.

“Come on. Don’t be shy now. I answered you. Some of the boys you’ve brought around were kind of losers. No offense. So who was the lucky one? It was that one with the long hair that painted his nails wasn’t it. I knew it!”

She shook her head.

“Well shit. What’s the biggest secret. Come on. Five years bad luck. You said it.”

“I’m a virgin okay.” She looked him in the eye now and he was still grinning.

“No you’re not. Come on. Who was it?”

“I’m not lying. I’ve never had sex before.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. I guess I just never found the right guy. I mean lots of them tried. But I wanted it to be special, you know?”

“Yeah, no. That’s… I think that’s really cool Miranda.”

“You do?”

“Of course. It means you know what you want and you won’t let anyone else tell you otherwise. It’s really mature I think.”

She rested her head on his shoulder, the noise from the jets rumbling around them, relieved that he didn’t laugh at her. He put his arm around her shoulder, and her cheek was right on his muscled chest now. So close she could feel his heart beating against her face.

“Truth or dare,” she said.

“Hmm. Let’s go dare this time.”

“Oh you think you can handle that?”

He took his arm off her and looked at her. “Girl, I was doing dares before you were even born.”

“Okay, old man. Let’s see you put your money where your mouth is. Take your shorts off.”

“You want me to get naked here in the hot tub with my wife’s daughter? No way. I’ll take the five years bad luck.”

“I knew you were chicken. What are you afraid of? Got a little shrinkage?”

He laughed. “No, I’m all good there.”

“Well, take them off then. I can’t see anything anyway with all the bubbles.”

“Fine,” he said then moved to the center of the hot tub, reaching down under the water. When he brought his hand up his shorts were there and he threw them out on to the concrete, gave her a look, and sat back down next to her.

She couldn’t believe he actually did it. His cock was somewhere there under the water now. All she had to do was reach over, grab him. What would he do?

“Your turn,” he said. “Truth or dare.”

“Well, I guess I have to go dare.”

“Good. You don’t think I’m going to sit here naked all by myself like some old perv do you? Come on, take it off.”

“That’s your dare? Take off my swimsuit?”

“Don’t tell me you’re shy now. You didn’t seem to have any problem with it this afternoon when you were sunning yourself by the pool.”

Wow, he was getting ballsy now. “I’m not shy,” she said and then moved to the middle of the tub, slipped out her bottoms and tossed them to him. He snatched them out of the air and looked down at them, then back at her, still smiling slightly.

The water swirled around her bare pussy, water dripping of her breasts. Without breaking eye contact, she reached behind her back, undid her top and leaned forward just enough that it fell off her tits, the straps sliding down her arms.

The smile left his face as he looked at her large, bare chest. Age and gravity hadn’t even begun to take effect on her.

She sat back down next to him, so close their legs and arms touched and said, “truth or dare?”

He went to say something but nothing came out. After clearing his throat he said, “Dare.”

Miranda said, “Kiss me.”

Without any hesitation, he leaned over to her, pressed his lips against hers. She parted her mouth, letting his tongue inside to dance against hers. After a moment, slowly he pulled back away and looked into her eyes, the green glow of the light casting soft shadows over the neat contours in his face.

“Again,” she said, barely more than a whisper.

And they came together, mouths locked tight, both breathing hard. He put his strong arms around her and pulled her into his lap, then took her plump breast in his hand, squeezing it, teasing the nipple until it hardened, while he kissed her young, greedy mouth.

She reached down between her legs and found his pulsing cock–hard and way, way bigger than the highlighter–wrapped her hand around it, squeezed it gently, surprised at the girth. Her pussy twitched as she gripped him. She shifted her hips forward to him and rubbed the shaft of his cock against her bare slit, moaning into his mouth as she kissed him.

Then she was moving upward quickly out of the water, wrapping her legs tight around him as he lifted her up. He moved her naked body as if she were weightless.

Holding her, carefully he walked up the steps and out of the hot tub, still kissing her, his tongue probing her mouth, his whiskers gently scratching against the smooth skin on her face. He laid her down on the lounge chair she’d been on just that afternoon. Only now she didn’t have to settle for a mark. Now her wildest dreams were coming true.

She spread her legs, inviting him in, her pussy aching to be penetrated. The size of his dick made her wonder how she would be able to fit it inside her but she would do her best.

He looked down at her hairless sex, standing tall over her like some ancient viking king about to claim his virgin bride. His hard cock stood erect and his huge balls hung down below. Then he was on top of her kissing her neck, nibbling at it, teasing her, his body against hers.

She moaned, running her hands through his wet hair, fisting it. The smell of chlorine replaced his normal scent. Her hips pushed into him, pleading him to enter her.

He whispered in her ear. “Would you like to make love to me?”

“Mmmm. God, yes.”

Then he said, “Are you on birth control?”

She didn’t know why she said yes but once she’d said it she couldn’t take it back. Besides she didn’t want him to stop. Her dream from before came back to her vividly; the kids playing on the beach, so much happiness.

He kissed her neck and said, “We’ll go slow.”

Then the fleshy head of his dick was against her entrance, slick with desire. There was some pressure as he pressed it into her. Then the tip was inside, bigger than she’d imagined, and she breathed in deeply, taking it all in. It moved in farther now, slowly parting the walls of her virgin pussy. There was some pain as he entered; but also pleasure. So much pleasure. The two sensations so intertwined she couldn’t separate them. His cock all the way inside her now. Asking her if she was ok. Nodding. Yes. More than ok. Marveling at having the flesh of another person inside her. A man’s dick, all the way inside her. No longer a virgin.

He brought it out and thrust it in, easier this time. And again, still easier. Working into a rhythm now, his warm breath tickling at her ear. Each time he plunged into her, the tip of his cock met with the sensitive place deep inside her, igniting a spark of pleasure so powerful it was like he was closing an electrical circuit between them.

She moaned loudly, wondering if the neighbors might hear her step-dad taking her virginity in the backyard. He went faster now as little noises of pleasure escaped his mouth into her ear–the sound of him enjoying her tight cunt. She put her hand on his muscular ass, moist with sweat, pulling him into her. It rippled beneath her small hand, a hulking mass of power propelling his cock into her like a steam engine down the track. An unstoppable force.

The slick walls of her womb tightened around his dick and she screamed out in pleasure as an orgasm riveted her body, touching every piece of her. Completing her. She pulled him into her close, wanting all of him, wanting his seed.

And as if he could read her mind, he thrust into her hard and groaned, then emptied his balls into her fertile pussy, the lusty warm cum streaming into her womb.

When he finally finished he collapsed into her, nuzzling his face into her neck, his wilting cock still inside her. Their fluids mingling together, becoming one.

Neither one said anything. Neither needed to. Everything that needed to be communicated had been. They stayed in the lounge chair together for some time, watching the stars, cuddling against each other, exploring each others new exciting bodies. Finally, they dozed off as the jets in the hot tub gently babbled nearby. A deep sleep followed with dreams of beaches and caring lovers and exciting things to come.

Getting Caught By Daddy

“No, I’m grounded, I can’t leave. You know that,” Rhonda said. Talking on the phone to Buck, sitting on her bed twirling her red hair between her fingers.

“How can you be grounded,” he said. “You’re twenty years old.”

“Well, I just am okay. It’s your fault anyway. If you hadn’t dropped me off so damn late last night–“

The door flew open and her step-dad stood there scowling at her, his belly hanging out over his pants.

“Goddamnit,” she said. “Don’t you ever knock? I could have been in here naked.”

“This is my house,” he said. “I do what I want.” Still glaring.

She pulled the sheet up over her bare legs. Didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of seeing her in her tiny shorts. He was always gawking at her, not even trying to be discreet about it. She could hardly blame him really; her mother was a cow and he couldn’t do any better. “God, I can’t wait until I move out of here.”

“You and me both,” he said. “But we know that’ll never happen because then you’d have to actually get off your ass and get a job. The only way I’m going to get rid of you is if you piss off your mom enough to get kicked out or, more likely, you trick some poor slub into knocking you up.

“Can you close the door?” she said. “I’m on the phone.”

“Oh I’m sure it’s real important. Matters of the state?”

“What do you want?”

“I’m going out,” he said. “Don’t burn the house down while I’m gone. And your mom said don’t have anybody over, you’re grounded.”

“I know, damnit.”

“And clean up this room, it’s a fucking pig sty.”

She grabbed the closest thing to her, a pink stuffed bear, and hurled it at him.

He ducked out of the way, dodging it easily and chuckled, shaking his head. “Girl, one of these days…” then left leaving the door wide open.

“God I hate him so much,” she said, into the phone.

“Who?” Buck said.

“My step-dad you dumbass. I swear, sometimes I wonder about you.”

“Yeah? What do you wonder about.”

“Nevermind,” she said rolling her eyes.

From outside her step-dad’s truck started up, the deep rumble of the motor rattling the windows.

“What are you doing right now?” she asked.

“Nothing. Playing x-box.”

“Well, my parents are gone. Why don’t you come over.”

“Right now?”

“Yes, right now. And bring a condom,” she said. “Hurry up, I don’t know how long they’ll be out.”

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Buck showed up about ten minutes later. Just walked in the house without knocking and came in her room.

“Jesus,” she said. “Doesn’t anybody knock anymore. At least you hurried. Nothing motivates a man like knowing he might get laid.”