Daddies Taboo

by Iona Nixon

  "Mo this is Fred he is half Great Dane half Bull Mastiff. Don't worry he is very friendly."

  I eyed Fred nervously as he sized me up, then he proceeded to walk over and thrust his head deep into my armpit and begin to snuffle. Yeah, he was that high.

  "Don't mind him Hun, he's just begging for a scratch" I mumbled something unintelligible when my heart had slowed enough to allow me to breathe again and followed her into the house with Fred hot on my heels.

  She paused at the bottom of the stairs. "It's up here off the master bedroom, I'd just come in from my morning run and stepped in water when I went to shower and I couldn't figure out how to turn it off. Oh, I hope it hasn't ruined my carpet."

  I waggled the wet dry vac and said "Don't worry if the carpets wet this will take out most of it and it should dry out without a problem then."

  Reaching the bedroom I had to pause and take in the king sized bed covered in black satin before she led me on through to the master bathroom. I immediately started splashing slightly as I walked but I noted only the edge of the carpeting in the bedroom had been soaked. I hit my knees and turned the shut off valve at the back of the toilet pointing it out to her so that she could turn it off if she ever had any problems again.

  " Umm Mo does that shut the water off to the whole bathroom or just the toilet? Can I like take a shower while you do this? I just have to get this road grit off of me."

  "Just the toilet. Ermmm ahhh sure you can shower I'll just clean up this water so it doesn't soak into the carpet anymore."

  Yes!! I rolled my eyes skyward and thanked the goddess above for my luck this day. Being polite I tried my best to keep my eyes on getting the vac set up and cleaning up the water as she shucked her clothes right there in the bathroom but I couldn't help an occasional glance at the mirror over the sink. My mouth alternately watered and got very dry and I was sure I was going to pass out. My hands shook as I began cleaning up the water, and she stepped into the shower.

  When I had cleaned up all the water on the bathroom floor, and pulled all I could from the edge of the bedroom carpeting I shut of the machine and began coiling the cord. The little lady was taking her sweet time in the shower and I was hoping that the frosted glass of the shower doors would hide from her the fact that I was gaping like an idiot. I hit my knees beside the toilet tank and started removing it's internal parts. Just as I had thought it was leaking around the flush valve seat.

  From the shower...

  "Mo can I ask you a personal question?"

  That made me nervous so I answered cautiously."yeah, sure, I guess".

  "Are you a lesbian?" My head hit the edge of the vanity top on it's way up.

  She had just turned off the water and slid open the shower door. "Oh! are you OK?"

  I shook my head to clear the black spots from before my eyes and reached up to feel the knot on my head that was stinging slightly. My fingers came back red and I could feel a little trickle starting down toward my forehead. I grabbed some toilet paper and applied pressure to it immediately. "Uh, I think it cut me a little but it'll be OK."

  "Let me see that, sit here on the toilet." I sat obediently and leaned my head forward so she could examine the wound. As she leaned over to look at it I was confronted with a beautiful set of C cup breasts inches from my face and still covered in water droplets from her shower. She hadn't even stopped to dry herself. I fought the urge to lick them dry for her.

  "I didn't mean to startle you with that question" She reached in the cabinet beneath the sink taking out beta-dine and what looked like butterfly bandages. "It's just that as far as I know I don't know any lesbians and I am curious about them."

  I tensed and hissed slightly as the beta-dine hit the wound then relaxed as she dabbed it off. "Curious? How? and yes I am a lesbian though I don't flaunt it openly in this community as you can understand I am sure"

  She looked down at me with those gorgeous blue eyes " I have always found women to be , well, very attractive, especially masculine women and I have always wondered what it would be like to have sex with a woman."

  I was sure she heard my sharp intake of air at that and I could see the triumph in her eyes. She had planned this from the moment she saw me in the hardware department. "Hmm, well now that you are standing naked in front of a butch are you still curious or too afraid to consider what could very easily happen here?"

  I saw those eyes darken about three shades, I knew what that meant, and then a spark of challenge rose in them and I knew beyond the shadow of a doubt I was about to be a very happy little butch indeed.

  I reached up and pulled her head down to me catching her lips in a fiery kiss. My other hand cupped a still damp breast and began to gently stroke towards it's crest. She moaned loudly and the bathroom was suddenly full of very worried and protective canine growling viciously and trying to figure out how to get through her to me! I know he would have killed me if he could have gotten to me without knocking her over.

  "Fred, Halt!, Sit!" Damn she was so loud and commanding I wanted to obey her as well. She paused to drop a quick kiss on my lips then grabbed him by the collar and hauled him to the bedroom door shoving him through, closing and locking it. "Mo come in here"

  I jumped up from the toilet and my head began to spin a little. I must have hit that vanity pretty damned hard. She was standing by the bed and I took her in my arms.

  She pushed me away and said "no, let me" and I dropped my arms to my sides letting her have free reign. She unzipped my jeans with shaking hands and pulled my polo from the waist band. My jeans slid down to my thighs and she ran her hands up under my shirt to cup my breasts. I moaned as she began to tease my nipples with a look of wonder on her face. The bedroom door rattled ominously but held and she yelled at Fred yet again to "settle down". Releasing my now hard nipples she grabbed the tail of my shirt and whipped it off me. She devoured first one breast then the other and my knees began to tremble. Reaching down to slide my jeans down to my ankles she shoved hard and I fell back on the bed kicking off my hiking boots and jeans on the way down.

  Launching herself atop me she ravaged my mouth with a kiss while grinding herself against me. My blood boiled as our clits slid against one another, I wasn't going to be able to take much of this! Just as she broke the kiss to arch her back yowling like a banshee I exploded and joined in her song.

  Fred was throwing himself against the door now and it seemed like the whole house was shaking, I could feel the shocks vibrating the bed beneath me as I fought to regain my breath. "Fred, ENOUGH!" Total silence. I heard him lay down on the other side of the door.

  I wrapped my arms around her and rolled hoping my larger, heavier frame would not hurt her. It must not have because she went wild squirming against me and kissing me.

  I grabbed her hands and held them over her head for a moment "Shhh, My turn Lady, relax and enjoy"

  I released her hands and planted my hands either side of her shoulders, reaching down to kiss and nibble up her neck to the ear. She began to moan and the monster on the other side of the door began to whine. I was determined to take my time and make this something she would remember for the rest of her life. I kissed, nibbled and licked from her ear down to her collar bone then back up the other side and down again. She grabbed the back of my head and shoved me to her breast, I obliged the lady, laving and teasing the pert little nipple before planting small kisses over to the other breast and paying the same homage to it.

  As I started nibbling my way down her hard muscled stomach the muscles raised before me and her thighs began to tremble. When I reached her hip I detoured down her leg to the knee and planted a wet kiss there making her squirm. Nibbling my way back up I could hear her breathing getting louder and more raspy. I kissed lightly across her lower tummy making those muscles jump and repeated my journey down the other leg. She was trembling all over now and I have never seen fire like the blazing intensity of those eyes.

  She grabbed my head again shoving my face into her and gro
aning. I began lightly teasing her here there and yonder, everywhere but where she wanted me. She wound her fits in my my hair and ground me harder against her thrusting her hips, totally out of control. I suddenly concentrated on her hard bud and applied gentle suction. She screamed and thrashed nearly knocking me loose but I held on through the orgasm and continued my steady rhythm, sliding two fingers into her depths. She screamed again and arched her back coming almost entirely off the bed with the second one. I slowed my ministrations and began gently lapping and she relaxed, suddenly raising to grab me under the arm pits and drag me up her body. Damn this little girl was strong!

  " Hold me, just hold me" I saw the tears streaming down her face and complied without comment. I understood, I'd cried myself, in the same situation, not many years before.

  I held her until she dozed off, then eased my numbed arm from beneath her. I made my way to the bathroom deciding to go ahead and repair the toilet. After I finished I took a shower, wondering how I was going to get out of the house. I laid the rose on the toilet seat and used a carpenters pencil to write my number beside it. I didn't want to wake her and I damned sure wasn't going to open that bedroom door.

  After I collected my clothes and got dressed I walked over to the bedroom window looking out over her back yard. There in front of the window was my ticket out. A long slender evergreen grew close to the house touching the window. Retrieving the tool box and vacuum I took a length of rope from the box and tied them together, opened the window and lowered them to the ground. I eased myself into a sitting position on the window sill and looked back one last time before launching myself at the evergreen, wrapping arms and legs round the slim trunk. My weight caused the trunk to bend slowly toward the ground. I released it as I landed lightly on my feet, picked up the tool box and vacuum and strutted off toward the pick-up whistling.

  And that my friends is how we southern butches skin a cat!

  The End.

  You Own Me

  I'm a little nervous as I pull up in front of your apartment building. We have kissed and touched but this will be the first time for more. It has been building up to this moment between us for a very long time and despite my nerves I am wet with anticipation. I quickly check my hair and makeup, stow the little mirror in my purse, and lock the doors behind me. I am dressed rather modestly for a woman on the cusp of an affair. A simple white blouse is framed by a sedate charcoal gray skirt suit. Of course, hidden beneath my tightly buttoned suit I am wearing a truly scandalous matched set of black lace bra, panties, garter belt, and stockings. The chill breeze snakes icy whispers up my skirt and across the creamy expanse of flesh above the tops of my stockings. My hair is pinned up tight in a burnished coppery chignon and the only hints of naughtiness to be seen by the casual observer are my full rosy lips and a pair of black leather peep-toe stilettos. It turns me on to know that you will peel away the layers of serious, understated clothing and turn me into your dirty little slut.

  You open the door before I can knock and grasp my hand to pull me inside. The room is dim and for a moment I am blind as my eyes struggle to adjust. I blink a couple of times to clear my vision and the look I see in your eyes makes me shiver. You close and lock the door behind me making sure to brush against my body at every opportunity, letting me know that I am helpless to resist you. Before I can even draw a breath, I find myself shoved roughly against the cool wood of the door. You grip my wrists in one strong hand while you toss my purse onto the table with your keys. Your grip stops just short of bruising my tender flesh and you hold my gaze as you raise my trapped hands above my head and pin them to the door. I close my eyes and moan softly against your lips as you capture mine in a kiss as devastating in its gentleness as is the near violence of your body crushing mine against the unyielding wood. I love your control over me paired with the promise of so much pleasure.

  Your free hand slides down the side of my throat, fingers stroking softly over my fluttering pulse. With my arms stretched high above my head, my jacket pulls tightly across my breasts and belly, accentuating their lush round curves. Your slow kisses weaken my knees and I whimper with delight when your hand strokes down the side of my body, skimming the curve of my breast and down to my hip. I can feel the hot, steel-hard ridge of your arousal pressing insistently at the juncture of my thighs. Stepping back suddenly, you release me suddenly, leaving me feeling cold and bereft of your overwhelming physical presence.

  "Take off the jacket." I comply immediately, knowing you can clearly see my black lace bra beneath the silky sheer fabric of my blouse. You trace the scalloped edge of the lace toward the valley between my breasts making me shudder. I carefully lay the jacket over the back of a chair and look directly into your eyes as I unbutton my blouse. The wolfish expression on your face as more of my creamy pale skin is revealed thrills me. The blouse flutters down my arms and I place it with deliberate care on top of my jacket. Bending at the waist and leaning far over the desk, I fuss with the discarded clothing under the pretense of preventing wrinkles. I can almost feel your eyes caress the plump curves of my ass and I wonder if you can see the shape of the ribbons of my garters through my skirt. I feel you behind me, your hands gliding up my thighs. You draw my skirt up, baring my thighs as you clear the lacy tops of my stockings. You growl in appreciation and press my upper body down onto the desk, dropping kisses and nibbles across my shoulders and down my spine.

  The shrill jangle of your cell cuts through the fog of passion in my brain and I move to stand up and give you privacy only to feel your hand press down in the center of my back effectively pinning me there. I am surprised to hear the beep as you answer the call. You listen and respond to the voice on the other end while drawing my panties down to my already shaking knees. The rasp of your zipper sends a flood of moisture to my already eager pussy. It feels so naughty knowing that you are going to fuck me while casually handling what is obviously a business related call.

  There is no need to prepare me, for my body is already dripping wet and craving your entry. You move the crotch of my panties aside and I bite my lip at the first pressure of your blunt cock against my slit. I know I must keep silent as you push forward, filling me, stretching me. You are so big that I ache almost to the threshold of pain but it feels so good and my hips writhe as I try to take more of you.

  Your call ends with the snick of your phone closing and I whimper softly knowing my patient silence will soon be rewarded. You withdraw slowly leaving me feeling empty. I pant and gasp as you press forward again, filling me inch by inch. It is a tight fit despite my soaked response to you. You sense my climax approaching, building with each slow stroke. I feel it begin to wash over me almost in slow motion, starting at the top of my head and flowing over me in a wave both icy and scorching. You groan against the back of my neck as my internal muscles ripple up and down your shaft, tightening around you. The intensity leaves me panting and I realize as you withdraw from my body that you are still as hard as stone. You step back, allowing me to stand up, and I strip my panties and skirt off as I do.

  "Let me take care of that." I smile as I kneel before you. You skin off your shirt while I help you step out of y9our jeans. Your cock still glistens wetly with my juices and I lick slowly up your entire length. I can taste myself on you and I close my eyes and moan a little. You cup the back of my head and gently but firmly force your cock past my plump pink lips. I suck softly and swirl my tongue across every surface within reach. I explore every curve and ridge of velvety skin and raised veins. You groan quietly and press forward, deep into my mouth and to the entrance of my throat. I fill my lungs with air and cup your heavy testicles in my hands. You thrust forward in one seemingly endless stroke. I swallow deeply, forcing down the gag reflex and your hand slides lower to trace my pale white throat with your cock buried deep inside.

  I keep swallowing your length until my nose brushes your groin. My throat muscles ripple up and down your throbbing shaft as I continue to swallow deeply. I can feel my lungs begi
nning to beg for breath but I trust you to pull back in time so I swirl my tongue against your smooth flesh. Finally, just as my ears begin to buzz from lack of oxygen, you free your cock from my lips.

  I still feel a little giddy and lightheaded when you draw me up against your body. You kiss me gently, stroking my shoulders and back, slowing thins down for the moment. You turn me around and place both hands on my full curved hips. I know you are taking the view of my plump round ass framed by lacy panties and the straps of my garter belt. Gone is the demure, restrained lady and in her place stands your panting wet little slut. I reach up and remove the clips holding my silky flame-red hair in a loose bun. It tumbles down my back and just past my hips in a cascade of loose curls, brushing softly over your huge erection. I feel very sexy and utterly feminine when you growl softly and step closer to mold your strong body to my back. You slide one hand around to cup my breast and the other sweeps my hair from the side of my neck. Your lips burn a brand against my flesh and I shiver at the sensation.

  We make our way down the hall and to your bedroom. The room is dominated by the bed which is very tall and covered in crisp sheets. Suddenly, I find myself bent over and pressed into the mattress with my hands pulled tightly behind my back. Producing a silken cord, you tie my hands together at the wrists. The implied helplessness sends a rush of heat to my already dripping pussy. Your rock hard erection slides against the crack of my ass. I whimper when I feel your lips trace a path down my back. There is something so naughty about sex while partially clothed, especially when the remaining clothing includes silky stockings and stilettos.

  You stand me up and twirl me around to face you, pushing firmly in the center of the chest to knock me back into the crisp softness of your bed. My ass is hanging over the edge a little but you brace me with your big strong body so I know I won't fall off. With my hands tied as they are, I am completely at your mercy. You spread my thighs wide and step closer between them, tilting my hips up and running your fingers up and down over my creamy flesh. You stretch my right leg out toward the head of the bed, kissing the sensitive skin behind my knee. I close my eyes and enjoy your touch, curious when I feel another silken cord tighten around my ankle. When I realize that my ankle is fastened to the bedpost, my slightly tremulous whimper draws a distinctly evil sounding chuckle from deep in your chest.