Shhh! Don't Tell (10 BOOK BUNDLE TABOO EROTICA) (5 page)

His eyes opened wide and he swallowed but he didn’t make a move.

“Please, Tom. I need you so bad. I can’t stand it.”

He snatched his boxers down to reveal his giant cock. It was so hard and the perfect shape for what I needed. How could two pieces of anatomy meant for each other be so wrong? It was easy to rationalize things in the heat of the moment. That’s what they taught us in our abstinence class at church anyway.

He fell down onto me and I wrapped my legs around him making sure he couldn’t get away if he changed his mind. His cock pressed against my midsection, so close to the place it didn’t belong. He looked into my eyes, a pained expression on his face.

“What’s wrong?” I said.

“I want you so bad.” Pausing, then saying, “But we made a promise.”

I grinded my wet pussy against him, and his large balls hung heavy between my legs.

He breathed heavily against my neck, the warm air rushed over my skin.

I moaned into his ear. “I want your cock inside me so bad.”

He sighed deeply, pressing his hard cock into my belly. Then he reached down, taking it into his hand and brought the head to my entrance, holding it there, and looking at me.

“Do it,” I said. “Put it in.” I pushed my hips up and the tip brushed against my folds but he held me in place. I sucked in air over my teeth and held it, waiting for him to take me. To take my virginity. To ruin me. “Wait!” I said, way louder than I meant to.

“What?” He searched my face. “We should’t do it, right? You don’t want me to, right?”

“No, I do. But maybe there’s another way. I heard some girls talking once. About a loophole.”

“A loophole?” His cock still poised at the gateway to my innocence.

I nodded slowly, still considering it. “Yeah, you can still put it in me but you put it in the… you know, the backdoor.”

“A loophole,” he said, looking off to the side and nodding as if he just heard about a promising investment opportunity and he was mulling it over.

“Yeah, we’re still virgins as long as you don’t put it in my…” I’d never said the word aloud. “In my pussy.”

“So, we can do that, and we’ll still be virgins?”

“Yep. It supposed to feel really good too.”

“Stay here. I’ll be back.” He got up off me and before I could ask where he was going he was out of the room, leaving me there with my hormones and my crumbling sense of reality.

It didn’t take long for him to return, and he had something in his hand. He plopped down on the bed next to me holding up a container.

It was dark and I had to squint but I realized pretty quickly what he went to get and I started to laugh.

Vaseline.

I got on my knees on the bed and stuck my butt out while he lathered the stuff onto his cock.

Once he got it good and lubed up he looked at me. “You’re sure you want to do this?”

“I’m more sure than you could know. I want your cock inside me.”

He grinned and moved around behind me.

I rested my head down on his sheets feeling their aged roughness against my cheek, waiting and wondering.

His hand went to my ass. “I’ll start with a finger.”

I looked back at him. “Okay. Just hurry. I want you bad.” And I really did. My pussy ached and if he didn’t put it in me quick I didn’t know if I could hold off any longer on what I really wanted.

Then his finger was at the tightly ringed entrance to my ass, pressing gently against it. I did my best to relax and even with all the lube it took some effort to get it in there. But then something gave way and he was in, slowly moving it in and out, loosening me.

Smalls moans started coming from my mouth and I muffled them into his bed then reached between my legs and played with my sensitive clit. “Mmm, baby. Fuck my ass.” I never usually spoke like that and it felt so wrong and so dirty… but so good.

He took his finger out and brought his tip to my asshole, pressing against it. I relaxed as best I could then with a rush he was inside me. I sucked in air and clawed at the bed. It was so fucking big and he was only barely inside.

“Are you okay?” he said.

“Yes, just put it in. Fuck me with your huge cock.”

He didn’t need much encouragement but he still went slow, sliding his thick shaft into my backside. It hurt but felt good too. I rubbed my clitoris as he brought it out.

His fingers gripped my hips, digging his nails into me. “Oh my god. It’s so tight.” He pushed it back in, faster this time as I was more relaxed.

I moaned into the sheets again, really loud this time.

He stopped with almost his entire length inside my ass. “Are you okay?”
 

“Yes, oh my god, I’m so okay. Fuck me please, don’t stop until you cum.”

He grabbed onto my hips again, using them for leverage as he brought himself out before burying his entire cock inside my tight asshole, all the way up to the balls. And then he started fucking me. He was a virgin but his young body knew what to do. His hips pumped back and forth, pressing his full weight onto his hands on my hips, driving his cock hard and deep.

I plunged my fingers into my aching pussy, fucking my forbidden place while he had his way with my other hole, my loophole. I was being filled and manhandled like a little slut, and I loved it.

His pace quickened and he started to grunt. “Oh shit, oh shit.”

“Fuck me baby, oh yeah, fuck me. Come in your sister’s ass. Fuck me like a slut.”

Then he groaned and drove himself hard inside, all the way up to the balls, and his hot load exploded inside me.

When I felt his seed inside me it sent me over and I bucked and moaned, coming hard, my whole body shaking and trembling.

His cock throbbed inside my ass as he emptied the last of his semen into me and finally he pulled it out and collapsed down next to me.

The sperm dripped from my gaping ass down over my pussy and I smiled at him before say, “Still virgins?”

He grinned, looking down at his cock, slick with vaseline, then back to me. “Still virgins.” He kissed me gently, our tongues lolling against one another while we enjoyed the closeness only step-siblings can know.

Lake Lust

Tammy walked into the lake house and set her bag down in the kitchen. Immediately the musky smell reminded her of the summers she’d spent here as a child, lazing the days away, tearing through fantasy novels one after the other. Those were nice, carefree times.

“Goddamn, this is heavy,” John said from behind her. Her step-brother dropped the box of books he was carrying onto the floor and several fell of the top into a heap.

“What the hell?” she said. “Be careful.” It was all the old books she’d brought to read for the month they’d be here.

“Are you just going to spend the whole trip reading by yourself?” he said.

“What’s it to you?”

“Well, if we have people over I don’t want you nerding up the place,” he said.

“You’re such a dick.”

He smirked and shook his head. “Whatever.”

Then Brad, John’s friend, came in behind him. “Dude, there’s a whole house full of girls next door.”

“Serious?” John said.

“Yeah, there’s like eight of them,” Brad said. “They look like total sluts too.”

“Bro! Chest bump.” The two jumped into the air, bumping their chests together.

Tammy rolled her eyes at them. It was a shame they were such idiots. They were actually quite attractive guys, but when they acted like this–which was most of the time now it seemed–it became difficult for her to be around them. She was starting to regret coming on this trip. Her mother had said it would be good for her to get out of the house for the summer, get some sun, maybe meet a guy. That sounded okay but the idea of spending the next month alone with these two had made it a more difficult decision. And after the five hour car ride with them talking about all the chicks they were going to bang, she knew why she’d been so reluctant in the first place.

“This place is so dusty,” she said. “I think I’m going to scrub it down.”

“Yeah, good idea,” John said.

“So, you’ll help me then?” she said, knowing they wouldn’t.

“Umm, how about you get started and we’ll go check out the lake. Maybe you could start some lunch for us too.”

“I’m not your goddamn mother,” she said.

“Woah,” Brad said. “Relax. Do you need some Midol? Is it that time of the month again?”

John laughed as she glared at Brad. If Brad weren’t so immature she would be attracted to him. His toned athletic body had been the center of many of her masturbation fantasies. She’d known both of them almost her whole life. They were two years older than her and she’d had a bit of a crush on them growing up even though they were like brothers to her. Well, John actually was her brother. Step-brother anyway. She’d even made out with Brad when they were teenagers once. Her crush hadn’t lasted long because once they realized how much fun it was to tease her she did her best to just stay away from them.

“Whatever,” she said. “I’m going to clean. You guys do whatever you want.”

“Thanks sis,” John said. “You’re the best.” They left out the back door and she watched them walking down towards the lake, looking over to the neighbor’s house where Brad said all the “sluts” were. God, they could be so crass sometimes. She watched them take their shirts off to reveal their muscled torsos and a small warmth began to stir between her legs. It was silly to be turned on by those assholes but for some reason she was.

Tammy picked the stray books up off the floor and set them back in the box. A good portion of the books she brought were trashy romance novels. It was a guilty pleasure of hers; they weren’t high literature but they kept her active libido satisfied. One-handed reading as she liked to call it, smiling to herself now. There was no reason she couldn’t look at Brad and John’s hot bodies and just ignore them when they opened their big mouths. She was determined to not let them ruin her trip and she started to clean the place up, singing quietly to herself.

After about an hour of cleaning, Brad and John came back in the house.

John said, “Hey, Tammy.”

“What do you want now?”

“Listen,” he said. “We’re going to be here for a month, and I know we don’t always get along.”

Actually, she thought, you’re just a dick but didn’t say it since he seemed to be working up to saying something semi-nice.

“Anyway, we have to share this place, and I’m sorry about calling you a nerd earlier. It was rude.”

She was suspicious; it wasn’t like him to apologize for anything unless someone forced him to.

When she responded by just staring at him he continued, “Well I know you’re not our maid and Brad and I were thinking that we would cook dinner for all of us since you’ve been cleaning up in here.”

She looked at Brad who smiled at her. “That’s very nice of you,” she said. Still suspicious, but maybe they were actually being genuine.

“And,” John said, “we setup the umbrella and chair for you on the deck, and you know, we thought maybe you would want to just take a load off and read a book, drink a beer. We are on vacation after all.”

They were definitely up to something. Maybe they wanted her out of the house for some reason. She heard a girl squeal from next door. It could have something to do with them. Whatever. She wasn’t going to waste any time getting involved with their schemes. A beer and a little reading did sound kind of nice. She was about halfway through one of her paranormal romance books and things were starting to heat up. Maybe she would read for a while then go take a bath and tend to herself. “Okay,” she said.

“Yeah?” John said. “Cool.”

They went in the kitchen and started talking about the girls again, banging the cabinets open and closed.

Tammy found her large floppy hat and book then went out on the back deck. She could see the girls next door out on their own deck, sunbathing in their skimpy bikinis, talking to each other and sipping at wine glasses. They didn’t seem like sluts to her. The umbrella and chair were setup just like John had said. Maybe he was turning over a new leaf and this month wouldn’t be so bad.

She looked out over the blue lake to all the people boating and skiing and having a good time. Yeah, this was going to be a good vacation, she decided. And right now she was going to read about some shifters having crazy sex with each other. She sat down in the chair and the last thing she remembered was falling backwards, flailing her arms, trying to grab at anything to keep from hitting the ground.

***

When Tammy opened her eyes, John and Brad were kneeling down next to her with concerned looks on their faces. Her head was pounding. Then they both looked at each other and started laughing, standing up.

What the hell happened? The last thing she remembered was coming outside to read and now she was laying on top of a broken chair with her head against the hard wooden deck. Lifting her head slightly, she put her hand beneath it and felt a bump starting to form. The boys cackling overhead gave her a decent idea of what went down. One of their favorite pastimes was playing pranks on her.

“Oh man,” John said, having trouble speaking because he was laughing so hard. “That was amazing. You scared us there for a second sis. Wow. You were out cold!”

She managed to stand up but felt dizzy so she sat back down on the deck. The back legs of the chair looked like they’d been sawed down. “Please tell me you didn’t purposely booby trap the chair and make me go unconscious,” she said, glaring at them.

They just kept laughing, Brad to the point where tears were coming out of eyes.

“Assholes! I probably have a concussion now,” she yelled at them.

“Relax,” John said, “I’m sure you’re fine. You should have seen yourself fall backwards though. Your arms were waving around like you were trying to fly. Like something straight out of
 
a cartoon!”

She tried standing again, this time feeling a bit more sure on her feet. The pain in her head seemed like it was going away also. These two bastards were still laughing their heads off though.

“God, you’re so fucking immature,” she said.

“Oh come on, can’t you take a joke?” John said.