Climax Taboo Erotic Collection

by Kelly Fleming

  I could hear a simple grunt fall past his lips. My eyes roamed all over his body, watching his muscles tense with each slow deep stroke. My hands went to his hips almost urging him to go deeper, to tear me apart. As if regaining his own senses he glared down at me, taking hold of both my wrists he pinned them up over my head. His body hovered over mine as he started to grind his hips viciously against me. All I could do was try to spread my legs even more, my pussy thrusting up against him, grinding right back.

  "That's it bitch, throw my pussy back on this dick." He snarled at me.

  At this point, I couldn't even speak. I was a squirming wet mess of a whore underneath his strong frame. All my resistance was gone. He started to pick up the pace, slamming hard into my pink pussy. I could feel his balls slapping against my ass, and my own wetness splashing against my thighs. I could no longer control the moans and noises that left my body. I cried out for more, cried out to be used, and taught how to be a good white slut.

  His cock had no mercy on my tender cunt. He slammed into me, causing my tits to bounce out of control. My back arched up sharply while my pussy squeezed him tighter. Massaging his cock with my pussy.

  "Just let it go baby. Cum all over this dick. Do it bitch!"

  I felt my body shudder and without a moment's notice my juices squirted out around his cock. Gasping and panting like a bitch in heat I came for him. I covered his thickness with my fluids, trembling underneath him. He almost laughed at me as I rode out one orgasm after another. I was in another world. Nothing seemed real, nothing seemed to matter except the feeling he was giving me.

  He pushed me onto my side and lifted one leg into the air, managing to get even deeper into my aching pussy. I grabbed one of my tits, pushing it up to my mouth, licking at my nipple as he pummeled me. I could hear my pussy splashing and slurping around his massive black dick. I didn't care anymore. I needed this. He fucked me harder and harder, my body rocking on the bed. I moved a hand down and slapped my clit, making my juices spray all over. I ran my hand over his stomach, rubbing my cum into his skin. My ass was assaulted with an endless barrage of spankings.

  "Oh, fuck Daddy. Please don't stop. Please." I managed to utter out between moans.

  "Tell me what you are." He pounded me harder, his fingers on my clit, toying with it.

  "I'm your bitch Daddy, your fucking white bitch!"

  "What else are you, slut?" His fingers moved from my clit to my asshole, pushing inside me.

  My body shivered, ready to collapse, "I'm a slut for black cock. For your cock Daddy. I'll whatever you tell me to."

  He pulled his fingers from my ass and shoved them down my throat. He twisted my body around, my stomach flat on the bed, ass poked up just a little as he spread my cheeks open and dove deeper into my cunt. His entire weight was pressing down on me as he split me open.

  "Tell me what you want bitch."

  "I want you to cum in me. To cum in my raw pussy Daddy."

  "That's a good girl. Such a dirty little cum slut."

  He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, he bit down hard on my neck. I screamed out in a mix of surprise and ecstasy. He showed no mercy on any part of my body, biting down just as hard as he was tearing up my pussy. He nearly growled out against the slope of my neck as I felt him slam into my deep once more and staying buried inside me. The warm, sticky cum coating my silky wet pussy walls, shooting into my womb. I could barely breathe, so happy to feel him inside of me, my cunt began to milk his cock, wanting to get every drop of precious cum out of him.

  Gradually he lifted himself back to his knees, then spread my pussy open, watching as his cum leaked out of me. I looked back over my shoulder, wanting to see his reaction and he ran his fingers over my cheek.

  "You have a lot to learn little girl. So I hope you're ready."

  I looked at him semi confused but didn't speak; I merely nuzzled against his palm, knowing I wouldn't have to wait long for my first lesson.

  The End.

  Hard Way

  Having spent the last two weeks since leaving college in Ohio slowly realizing that my options are severely limited. I hadn't been able to accomplish any of the wonderful things I had planned on just three weeks before, when this unbelievable desire to return to Shelbyville jumped up and began a life of it's own.

  Shelbyville, yeah, my hometown. Kind of a modern day Mayberry for those of you late in years enough to remember. Anyway, that's how I ended up back at the local McDonald's. I had been on the original crew when it had opened, so it wasn't hard to get back on. Not that I was too happy about it, but remember, limited options. Anyone that has ever flipped burgers for a living know what it's like, and if you haven't experienced that joy, then far be it from me to deprive you of the full treatment. So no further talk of my days need be necessary.

  My life was typical, except today. Being unattached and as always on the prowl, I spied a sweet young thing in the lobby. She was about 5', give or take, lovely long brown hair that sparkled, puppy dog brown eyes, a sinful little smile with a devilish glint in her eye. Not to mention the proudest pair of breasts in the room. If the guy that said more than a mouthful's a waste had seen her he would have change his tune.

  Being ever the hound, I grabbed the first available body and asked if he knew who she was. Since he was a typical employee, it took a few seconds for him to respond. "Why, that's Nise," squirted out and then he just looked at me.

  I smacked him in the back of his head and she works here joins the name.

  "Impossible, I would have seen her, hormones you know," I shot back.

  "Well, they must be tired or something, cause you've worked with her two nights this week. The shy little brunette named Denise."

  I was stunned, but it was the same face. I had pretty much decided that she would be a little timid and I had been there before. I wanted a little fire in my life. After all who knew how much longer it'd last. At that point it became my goal to get this lovely lass on a date and alone. Yeah, I'm a guy. Substance wasn't important, just animal lust.

  I made a lot of effort and finally caught her attention. Then I moved in for the kill, if she was as hot as she looked, I'd be in heaven within an hour after I left work.

  "Hello Nise, you look very sweet tonight," I cooed. Sorry, I had to come up with something quickly. And then she burst my ego bubble as quickly as I had inflated it.

  "Hi...... um.... thanks. I'm sorry but I can't remember your name," came my way as she flashed her beautiful eyes into my heart.

  "That's ok..... I'm Warren."

  "Hi, thanks Warren," she uttered as she returned to her friends. With my ego severely in check I returned to work. I thought to myself, maybe a little more than an hour. You see a true hound never admits defeat.

  The next time that we worked together I had decided that I was going to ask her out. I convinced the boss to let me go on break right after she had and headed to the break room. As I walked into the room she was sitting at the table, eating a Big Mac. I notice that a small amount of sauce had started to ooze down the back oh her sandwich and I said, "Mind if I lick your Big Mac".

  "What?," was the only reply she offered.

  "Your sandwich is leaking, I was just gonna help", I answered, laughing a little to help relieve the tension. "Well, actually I just want to break the ice a bit and start to get to know you better." I heard somewhere that honesty worked sometimes, although I had never actually tried it, who knows, I'd have tried anything.

  As soon as I had sat down, my whole outlook had changed. I had slipped out of the hound mode into one that I was a little unsure of. She was very beautiful. Her eyes smiled and her smile flash like the sun. I found myself starting to feel things I had long forgotten. I was still young but I had only fallen for one person in my life, and that didn't turn out to well.

  But this one, I couldn't understand it, but I wanted to just talk with her. Before I knew it we were getting yelled at for being gone too long. That conversation began a series of times when
we just sat and talked. I had completely forgotten about wanting to go out and hadn't even brought it up.

  One of the times we were talking and she was very upset. She told me that her boyfriend had broken up with her and she wanted him back. I knew of the kid, but wasn't really a friend, still I told her that I would talk to him and see what I could do.

  Well, the truth be known, I never had any intention of talking to anyone, but if it kept me close to her.... like I said I'd do anything. Finally after what seemed like a lifetime, she started talking like she was no longer interested in her boyfriend and it was now my turn.

  I started asking her to go out, but I could never get an answer. It took her almost a month to finally say yes. It was the first time in my life I had even asked a girl twice for a date, everyday for a month was ridiculous, but I couldn't seem to help it.

  When we finally made it on the date I went to her house and she took me inside to meet - HER PARENTS! It actually went pretty well, I sat at her house and showed her parents that I was a good guy, as a matter of fact I talked more to her mom than her. We really didn't get to be alone until the next date.

  I don't remember much about the evening, short term memory loss, product of a misspent youth. But the parts I do remember were very nice.

  We ended up back at my parents house and went to my room. My parents were going to be gone for the evening and weren't expected back until late. We lit a few candles and turned out the light. Then I started a little music. The only light was from the candle and the moonlight through the window. We stood and held each other for a long time. I pulled back and looked into her eyes.

  A soft kiss on her lips, one lip at a time. Brushing my lips across her cheeks, her eyelids and lightly kissing her nose. Then I kissed her neck and lightly flicked my tongue along her soft skin. She stepped back as I helped remove her top. Then her jeans followed, and she was standing in front of me in just her white cotton bra and panties. It was a fabulous turn on.

  She was very nervous and also very enticing. She had a very large set of proud breasts, standing out from her chest in a wonderful display. I was determined not to overwhelm her with the raging attack that my mind had been envisioning since we made this date. I wanted this to be special, the way that we are always led to believe what a woman wants the first time to be. A man on the other hand is a panting dog and just wants the act to be as intense as possible.

  I carefully take her face in my hands, softly kiss her lips and cheeks. Running my tongue across her lips, her hands sliding up and down my back, softly across my ass, back up to my shoulders. She steps back and unhooks her bra, letting her breasts fall free. I took each of her breasts in my hands and lean over to taste them. Licking and sucking on her nipples she lowers her head back and softly lets out a moan from her lips.

  Then she steps over to the small bed against the wall, sits down, slides off her panties, and pulls me close. She begins kissing my belly and rubbing my cock and balls. After a few minutes she slides back onto the bed and reaches for my hand. I settle down next to her on the bed and take her in my arms again.

  We begin to kiss and touch each other all over, building the fire and heating the room. Rolling over to a position on my knees between her legs, she wraps her legs around me and pulls me closer to her. After several long licks along the lips of her pussy, I circle the tiny clit with the tip of my tongue, this sets her on fire.

  Next, I take my cock and rub it along the already wet slit of her pussy. She helps to spread the lips and takes my cock from my hands. She continues to rub me across her tender clit and raising her hips to show me her sweet, wet hole. I give in finally and let her slip me inside. I can't stop myself and start to pump faster and harder.

  This seems to flip a switch inside of her and she starts to buck her hips to meet my strokes. We both keep the pace driving forward and just when I was going to cum and she was reaching her climax, there was a knock at my door and a voice, much like my mothers said "Warren... what are you doing?"

  I don't believe I have ever moved so fast. My mind raced and the words flew from my mouth before I could think, "We're ... uh... just listening to some records." Realizing that the record was no longer playing I jumped up and dropped the needle with a thud... zzzzzzzz... and the song starts where the needle slides to a stop.

  "In the dark?" She had to be standing in the hall laughing at this time.

  "Well... um mm... I... we... I mean... there is a candle lit." I can't seem to grab my racing mind and make it start working for me.

  Denise, who had jumped almost as far as I did, was now looking at me and snickering.... I guess I looked pretty funny trying to start an album, put on my pants, pick up my shirt, and think of good things to say at once. All without any blood in my brain at all. That's why we can't think at times like this, all of our blood is busy keeping thing up to snuff, so to speak.

  "Ok then, when the records over, why don't you two come out to the kitchen? I have something to show you."

  "Sure ... uhh... Mom, as soon as it's over.... right." Wondering if in my haste I would bite off my tongue in panic.

  Well we may have made it to the kitchen, she may have even shown us something, but we were only interested in getting out of the house and making the pounding in our chests go away. I do remember the look on my mothers face as I left the kitchen, but my prize was the thumbs up I got from my father as we quickly slipped past the doorway to the den where he was sitting.

  My parents have never spoken anything about that night, and as traumatic as that night was, Denise and I continued to see each other and it is now one of my lovely wife's favorite stories from our dating days.

  The End.

  Inside the Faerie Ring

  Erin Doyle was as sad as a lass could be; hard to believe that just a little over a year ago she was on top of the world. She'd met Brian Doyle when he came to her town looking for work. She fell for the tall dark stranger at once and right off convinced her father to hire him at the granary. As they say, opposites attract and these two could not look more different. Brian, with the long black hair and those dark eyes that appeared to look into your soul was as handsome a man as Erin had ever seen. Erin had light red hair and pale blue eyes that always sparkled when she smiled. With the slight dusting of freckles across her pert little nose, the two made quite a pair. Whereas Brian had broad shoulders and strong arms, Erin was small and thin framed. As much as she laughed and enjoyed life, he seldom smiled and never laughed.

  Ah yes they truly loved each other and when he asked her to be his bride she leaped into his arms and kissed him on the lips as she repeatedly answered yes. To add further to her joy she became with child right away, maybe as early as on their honeymoon. Erin loved being pregnant and proudly walked about town with her belly showing in front of her. Even the night of Chloe's birth things went well, as the midwife was surprised at the ease of the delivery.

  Then one night, soon after they brought the wee one home, Erin got up to check on the baby only to see Chloe lying lifeless in her bassinet. Erin was inconsolable and to make matters worse she had the feeling that Brian blamed her for the loss of their child. The couple grew apart as Brian began staying at work later and later leaving poor Erin alone with her grief. As the four walls of their little cottage began closing in on her, Erin began talking walks in the nearby forest, trying to escape her thoughts and her sadness. She found solitude among the trees and thus a daily routine was begun.

  One bright and sunny day she went farther than ever before and suddenly she realized she felt disoriented and lost. She noticed a lovely field of grass ahead and in the center, there was a ring of grass that was raised above the rest. She remembered from her childhood that these circles were called fairy rings and the fable was that the rings were magic. She thought about and it seemed that the fairies could sleep inside the rings safely as nothing could harm them there. The sun felt so good and she was tired so Erin decided to lay inside the ring for a short nap.

 
Erin awoke to water dripping on her face; she opened her eyes to see a girl holding her in her lap. The girl was crying and the tears were running down her face and dripping onto Erin. The girl had curls of gold and the sun shining through them looked almost like a halo to Erin.

  "Girl why are you crying so," Erin asked the stranger.

  "I cry for you and your loss, tis so unfair my beautiful Erin."

  When Erin asked how this girl knew her name, her answer stunned her.

  "I was there the night the evil ones took your dear child; there was nothing I could do. I've been here waiting for you ever since, I knew you would come just as I know I can make your tears go away."

  As she talked, she brushed her hand through Erin's locks, it felt so soothing, and as she sighed, she noticed she was smiling for the first time in a long time.

  "Tell me what happened that night I need to..."

  "Hush dear, do not dwell on that awful night, just think of now and of us."

  She leaned down and kissed Erin on the lips, her kiss was so soft almost as if she had imagined it. The girl did it again and this time she let her tongue slide in between Erin's lips. The girl was fueling Erin's passion and she could feel the heat spreading through her body. They stared into each other's eyes as they held their kiss for a long time. When the girl broke the kiss Erin heard herself panting and wanting more.

  The girl reached out and stroked her nipple and it was only then that Erin notice that both she and the girl were naked. When the girl took her head and gently guided it toward her breast, Erin hungrily attacked her swollen nipple. When the girl went for Erin's nipple, she warned her she might still have milk as she had not dried up as of yet.

  "That's all right my dear for that is what I'm here for."