Climax Taboo Erotic Collection

by Kelly Fleming

  His hips held me in place against the wall while he moved against me, letting me know his intentions, his cock hard through his jeans, a teasing touch, that was right where I needed it, yet so unsatisfying. One hand helped support my weight gripping my ass hard, his other moving down my body, making me arch up as he palmed my breasts through my lingerie, tweaking my nipples till I moaned, then moving on to tease me through my underwear. Unbearable torture that made me moan again, and his grin in the dark let me know that he was very aware of what he did to me, and the way he affected me.

  By now I was writhing in his arms, his hand expertly stroking my clit through my underwear, begging to be fucked. Shamelessly I moaned out load, shaking and struggling to escape his grip, and his torture. Finally, slipping two fingers inside me, I came hard, relieving all the built up tension and shuddering out my orgasm as we both leaned against each other and the wall.

  Released back onto solid ground, we found ourselves on the floor at the top of the stairs. He lay underneath me, his anticipation now a sweet revenge for what he had done to me. He breathed hard, gripping my hips and waiting for my next move. I was shaking myself as I moved my body down, letting him in, that first wave of pleasure blurring my vision. Closing my eyes as I saw his darken while I moved slowly up and down, not only getting used to this feeling, but savoring the absolute filling of myself.

  He moaned too, we moved together, this dance of bodies, ancient and primal. An almost unbearable friction built between us, frantic and steady at the same time. No thoughts passed, only instinct, as he fucked me as hard as I moved on him, moved me this way and that, finding what made me scream, orgasm after orgasm, discovering new ways to pleasure each other.

  No time was paid attention to as we continued, the stairs acting as leverage as I was bent over, the final act of this play. I screamed, my fingernails digging into the soft carpet, his movements constantly harder and faster as we came together, hardly able to take a breath. Our bodies together, sated at last, after a night of utter anticipation.

  The End.

  Started as My Girlfriend's Fantasy

  I was dating a girl for a little more than a year when I was in my early twenty's. She always had a rape fantasy. She kept asking me to help her fulfill it. I didn't feel comfortable doing it, I thought it was strange, and I was never the violent type. I just did not want to do it. After some prodding, I finally gave in and told her I would do it. The plan was without telling her when I would sneak into her apartment (I had a spare key) and tie her to the bed, gag and blind fold her. Then have my way with her, the more violent the better (she didn't want to be really hurt). She said she wanted me to come one night when she least expected it, like maybe after we went out some night or even some night when we didn't see each other. She kept talking about it but I kept putting it off, telling that I would do it soon. I finally told her if she kept talking about it would never be a surprise. We stopped talking about for several weeks.

  One weekend I was suppose to go out of town for business but, at the least minute it got cancelled. I didn't tell her. She told me earlier she was going to stay home that night. At about midnight I went to her apartment pulled into the parking lot and saw her car there. I knew she would be asleep at that time. I used my key and opened the door as quietly as I could. I snuck in and walked to the bedroom door and listened. I could hear her sleeping inside, so as quietly as I could I went into the bathroom got naked. I snuck into the bedroom carrying a fake knife (it was chrome covered plastic Halloween knife) a rope, a pair of scissors, a sleeping mask and a piece of duct tape. I opened the door slowly and crept over to the bed, it was dark and I could barely see her sleeping in the bed as my eyes were adjusting to the dark. But I could tell she was asleep by her breathing, this was going to be a total surprise (I couldn't help but get excited).

  I took the duct tape and put it over her mouth, and put the knife against her cheek. She woke up and seemed very surprised, scared and started to struggle. I told her to cooperate or I would cut her. She was whimpering under the duct tape. I put the sleeping mask over her eyes and tied her hands together and then to the head board, I left some slack in the rope incase I needed it later. I took the scissors and cut off her night gown and panties. She was now acting like she was crying. I told her she shouldn't have been such a tease at the bar and now she would have to pay. She sounded like she was trying to talk under the tape, like she was trying to explain herself. I told her to shut the fuck up or I would hurt her. She immediately stopped making noise. I started rubbing up and down her body slowly with my hands and mouth. I took one of her nipples into my mouth and started sucking; I alternated from nipple to nipple. They were as hard as bing cherries, and seemed a lot longer then I remembered. I wrapped my tongue around one and gently sucked on it, this seemed to calm her down a little.

  I worked down her flat stomach to her mound. I touched her pussy and it felt very dry but her pubic hair was moist like she had recently taken a shower. I ate her for all I was worth; she moaned, bucked and kicked. I wrapped my arms around her legs and hung on for dear life. I felt moisture building up in her cunt, her entire body was shuttering until she had what would have been a screaming orgasm if it weren't for the tape over her mouth. Her legs fell out of my arms and down onto the bed and spread wide. She was breathing very fast through her nose and still shuttering. I climbed up her body and put the head of my penis into the opening to her vagina and started to push. She started to get agitated and thrashed about; she was shaking her head and moaning what sounded like her saying NO NO NO from under her gag. I thought to myself that she was a very good actor.

  I slid my erection into her very slowly as she was thrashing, I started fucking her faster and faster until she started rocking her hips in rhythm with mine. I rode her for several minutes. I reached up and started sucking both of her nipples at the same time. She had her second explosive orgasm; her vagina was pumping my penis until I came deep inside her. I fell on top of her while still inside her; I kissed and sucked her neck until I gave her what felt like a hickey (it was too dark to tell). I was so turned on I didn't even loose my erection and I wanted to do it again.

  I flipped her over and put her on her knees with her butt in the air. I reached into her night stand and found some K-Y jelly and a vibrator. I grabbed both items and put some jell on the end of my cock and started to push it into her ass. She protested and started bucking and thrashing. Again, it sounded like she was saying no under her gag but I didn't care (we never did that before). I slapped her on the ass several times and told her she was going to get this if she liked it or not, and then shoved it in. It was very tight and I could only get a little bit in. She held her breath and didn't move. I went in and out a little at a time until I was all the way in. I started pumping faster and faster. I reached around and started stroking her clitoris then I used the vibrator on it until we both had another orgasm at the same time.

  I pulled her legs out and flipped her over onto her back. She was panting through her nose and her body was soaked with sweat. I took her vibrator and pushed it into her pussy and turned it on. The vibrator was really two in one; it was long, with a clitoral stimulator near the base. I positioned that part on her clit, closed and crossed her legs and told her to stay here and have another orgasm while I go get a drink. I dragged my tired body off the bed and headed into the kitchen.

  When I got to the kitchen I washed my dick and dried it with one of the towels and neatly hung it up on the stove handle. I opened the refrigerator and found a bottle of juice. I started drinking it from the bottle (I knew she hated that) when the front door opened. I was standing there nude with a semi when my girlfriend and her two friends walked in the apartment. I looked at her very confused and she said what are you doing here, I thought you were out of town. I said my trip got cancelled and I said if she is here coming in the front door then who the hell is in the bedroom. Her eyes got real wide and she said, "oh my god my mother!" She said (while she was heading to
the bedroom) her mom had gotten into a fight with her dad and she was spending the night. Let me tell you about her mother. She is about the same size as my girlfriend (5 feet, 3 inches, 98 pounds) and they look almost like twins except her mother has bigger tits (a lot bigger). She had my girlfriend at a very young age and was very beautiful. She was a true MILF.

  We ran into the bedroom, turned on the light and she was lying on the bed all tied up, motionless with only the sound of the vibrator going. We went up to her to check on her and she was dead. My girlfriend called the police and wouldn't admit that we had this was planned out. I ended up doing 20 years-hard time. Just kidding, can you imagine?

  No, what really happened was, we ran into the bedroom, turned on the light and she was lying on the bed all tied up with the vibrator going and was having another orgasm. She was breathing very heavy, her body was covered with sweat, and her breasts were heaving. I very gently pulled the tape off her mouth while my girlfriend took the mask off her eyes. She was squinting and blinking while trying to get used to the light. She said what's going on here, what happened? I was raped. My girlfriend was trying to untie her while I was trying to apologize for what I just did to her. I told her I thought I thought she was her daughter and was just trying to fulfill a fantasy my girlfriend had. She said what the fuck are you talking about, I now know what an orgasm is, I guess I never had one before. After all these years I finally had an orgasm, I had many orgasms, I can't believe it, and they were wonderful. She said, "It was the best feeling I have ever had!!"

  I was standing next to the bed talking to her naked; both of us were naked. My girlfriend and her friends were all in the room with us, but we didn't seem to notice. I guess we were all kind of freaked out by the situation. My girl friend couldn't get the rope untied from her mother's wrists. She asked me to do it so I climbed onto the bed; I was standing on my knees, and started to untie her. She turned her head and took my now limp penis into her mouth and started sucking. I couldn't believe it, I got instantly hard. My girlfriend said, MOTHER! Her mother let go of my cock and told her daughter to get out and let her finish. She the proceeded to give me the best blowjob I have ever had. I was still trying to untie the rope but couldn't concentrate while I was getting a blow job, with my girlfriend and her friends watching. I finally got her untied, she wrapped her arms around me, grabbed my ass, held on, squeezed and finished me off. I came deep in her mouth and she swallowed every drop. We were both standing on our knees on the bed looking at each other deep in the eyes.

  My girlfriend and her friends were standing by the door bitching about what was happening. I never felt so helpless but so hot at the same time; I was mentally being pulled in both directions at the same time. I didn't know what to do or say. My girlfriend's mom whispered in my ear, "fuck me again, please!" My girlfriend said if you do we're through! Her mom said honey you need to leave now as she was stroking my soft penis. I looked over my shoulder at my girlfriend and her two friends watching. My girlfriend gave me a mean look as I was starting to get hard again. I could see her friends behind her smiling and not looking in my eyes if you know what I mean. My girlfriend turned to look at one of them and she snapped her face into seriousness.

  I was still on knees and now fully erect, I looked down at her mother stroking my penis. She was hot and beautiful with a pleading look in her eyes. My girlfriend said you better not! My conscience got the best of me and I decided to end it right then. I rolled onto my back so I could get off the bed, I paused for a second before I rolled off the bed and she rolled on top of me, put her hands on my shoulders to hold me down and slid her drenched vagina down onto my erection. It felt so good it took my breath away. She started riding me for all she was worth. All I could see was this beautiful MILF (or should I say MIF), with beautiful giant bouncing boobs in my face fucking me with a contented but determined look in her beautiful face. I looked over at the door and three girls were just watching us. My girlfriend had a blank look on her face and the other two had the look of amused curiosity.

  My soon to be ex-girlfriend's mother had another screaming orgasm, I couldn't (I was spent). She fell off me onto the bed next to me totally spent, as my penis fell out of her with loud popping-sloshing sound (still semi erect but useless). She was panting loud, laying her back, smiling, while her daughter grabbed her two friends and stormed out of the apartment. I noticed the cuter one looking over her shoulder at me as she was being pulled out. I'm not sure how long we slept but it was almost morning when I woke up, left her sleeping and went home.

  My girlfriend and I broke-up shortly after that. I dated (if that's what you want to call it) her mother on the sly for a couple of months until she decided to try and make her marriage work or something like that. I haven't seen any of them except her one girlfriend (the cuter one) who dropped by my house the week before her own wedding for a booty call (I guess she liked the show). She made me promise I wouldn't tell anyone, then I roughly fucked the shit out of her that night, all night and then never saw her again either. It is unbelievable what can happen from a simple rape fantasy.

  The End.

  Office Visitor

  "Alex, you're 11 o'clock is here," his secretary called over the speaker of his phone. Alex raised his chair up from its current leaned back position and rubbed his eyes. He had been in meetings for the last three days and was so tired, that he had apparently forgotten this appointment. The chair settled to its position with a little thump and his eyes focused on his appointment book. He didn't have an 11 o'clock appointment.

  "I don't have an 11 o'clock appointment," he retorted into his phone to the next room where his scatter brained secretary and his mystery visitor waited.

  "She seems determined that you do," Alice had picked up the phone and was whispering into it now much to the amusement of the mystery guest who could still very much hear everything that she said. "She says she is from the region office and that this was scheduled months ago."

  Alex wiped at his eyes again. "There isn't a region off...." he sighed, this would get him nowhere, "Ok, fine, send her in."

  He could hear Alice rounding up his visitor. "Miss, he's right in here," he made out through the doorway but could not make out the rest. Another voice, deeper smoother replied to Alice.

  Alice was the nicest old lady you would ever meet, but not the best at organization skills. Alex tried not to roll his eyes thinking that this was some sort of confusion on her behalf and that he would smile at the visitor and redirect her to the right building.

  The door opened, Alice shuffled in with long legs following behind her. Alice smiled, and as his eyes moved up to take in the rest of his visitor his breath stopped.

  "This is Mrs. Snow from the Region Office here for her interview," Alice shuffled her visitor in and towards the pair of oversized leather chairs that sat opposite of his desk.

  Mrs. Snow sat down, smoothing her skirt as she settled into the chair. It was a very short skirt to wear as part of a business suit. The jacket of her suit was almost as long as the skirt. Her long legs crossed in front of her, and she bit her full bottom lip to hide a smile as Alex gawked at her.

  Fortunately for Alex, Alice was too busy chatting about the new guest who apparently had made quite an impression on her to notice. She was busying herself around the desk with his scattered paperwork as he drank in the rest of his guest. Dark hair pulled up in a clip, white crisp shirt under a black form fitting suit, little silver glasses over huge blue eyes, red full lips moist now from nibbling, and a dimple in the cheek; all of this he took in within a second and his chest leaped.

  "Thank you Alice, hold my calls until after lunch," Alex stood up from his desk and ushered his assistant out the door. This was slightly awkward due to the beginning bulge inside his khakis. Alice, still chatting happily about the sweet Mrs. Snow, went along as guided until she was out the door, and Alex locked it as it closed.

  He pressed himself to the door, the silence becoming its own noise as he looked at his gue
st. She was leaning over the arm of the large chair smiled brightly at him, those eyes full of mischief.

  "Hello Jess."

  He couldn't believe she was there, and could not fathom how this was happening. He walked around to his desk afraid if he got near her she would disappear. "How did you get here?"

  Jess smiled at him and unrolled from the chair moving to sit on the arm of it instead, and giving him an even better look at those legs. "I have my ways. Are you surprised?"

  "Well yeah!" he blurted out then cleared his throat. "It's a good one."

  Jess watched his face. He was turning a shade of red that almost matched the color of the chair she was sitting on. Just seeing him made her insides tremble. She tried to stay in control of herself so she could do what she had come to do. Slowly she undid the jacket, letting it slide down into the chair revealing a very tight white blouse pulled especially tight across her large breasts. He loved those breasts.

  She stood up and began undoing the first two buttons of the shirt, "frequent flyer miles," she winked at him and came around the desk.

  When she reached him, she used her leg to turn him to face her in his swivel chair. He was still frozen in surprise. Taking her knee, she pushed between his legs to open his wide enough for her to step between.

  His hands slowly moved up her legs to rest on her hips. She was a lot taller than usual in the heels. He looked up at her, enjoying the view as the glasses slipped off and she undid her hair letting it fall in loose curls. His hands tightened.

  She leaned into him, letting her breasts bump his nose then tilted his head up to see her face. "Is this a bad time?"