Massively Taboo 50

by Izzy Slam

  Winny released a long moan as the tip of my tongue reached her clitty. I felt it bounce one time, which made my dick bounce too. Funny how that worked. We were so in sync.

  I started at her asshole this time, also completely hairless, and darted my tongue past the tight ring, forcing her to mew and wriggle a little on the bed. Fluid oozed from her slit, letting me know how much she was enjoying my mouth on her rear end. I gripped her fleshy hips and proceeded to lick her from ass to clit, watching her body squirm with each torturous lap.

  “Oh daddy. I can’t… I can’t hold it…” she purred.

  I knew she wouldn’t be able to hold out for long. And fuck, how I wanted to sink my dick balls-deep in her tight hole, feel that cherry pop on the tip of my crown. But I also wanted to hear her cum for daddy.

  Pressing my pointer and middle finger together, I slid them inside her entrance, stopping when I came to her cherry. I then flitted my tongue rapidly along the hood of her clit until her legs rose up slowly and she began to tremble.

  “Ooooh,” she moaned, fisting her fingers through my hair.

  I didn’t stop orally flicking her bean. It nearly doubled in size, then finally, her hips bucked wildly as she cooed and moaned.

  “Fuck, daddy. I’m cumming…”

  I glanced up and saw her huge nipples pointed up to the ceiling. Jesus, she was so fucking sexy. I suckled on her clit for several minutes, bringing on a second orgasm that made her thrash violently several times.

  “Oh fuck!” she squealed, making my cock throb and ooze more pre-cum to the bed below.

  I snaked my tongue inside her tight hole, touching her hymen with the tip of my tongue and feeling her walls squeeze around me. I then planted kisses along her pussy lips, allowing her body to calm down from the back-to-back orgasm I’d just given her. Her belly quivered as she reached up and cupped her tits, and my dick pulsated angrily, more than ready to be buried inside her virgin cunt.

  I settled between her legs and gripped the base of my shaft while pointing it at her entrance.

  “I’m scared, daddy.”

  “Don’t be scared, baby girl. Just think, you’re well on your way to scoring an A in all your subjects for the day.”

  “Really?” she said, smiling.

  “Would daddy lie to you?”

  I speared her pussy with the flared head of my cock, watching her lips spread apart. She pulled in a quick breath, and I knew it needed to be done fast so my little brat wouldn’t be tormented for too long.

  Once I was snugly nestled head-deep in her walls, I lowered myself to her, feeling her tits press into my chest as I clamped a hand over her mouth. Her eyes widened as I pushed in deeper.

  “It’s like ripping off a bandaid, baby. And once it’s done, your little pussy will belong to me.”

  I throttled my hips forward and tore through her membrane, feeling her tight walls glide over all nine inches of my raging cock. Her body jerked underneath mine, and a yip escaped her lips, landing against the palm of my hand.

  As I began pumping my hips, her cunt gripped me so hard, I thought I would burst on the spot.

  “Fuuuuuck,” I groaned.

  I moved my hand aside, and Winny wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, meeting my thrusts with her own.

  “Oh, daddy,” she moaned. “Your cock is … amazing.”

  I pressed my hands to the top of her head and held her steady as I slammed into her over and over. My balls slapped against her ass, and the headboard began to hit the wall. At that point, I knew I needed to chill the fuck out.

  “Mom’s going to hear us, daddy.”

  “No she won’t,” I told her. “Sit up, get on your hands and knees.”

  Winny got into position, this time stretching her body across the width of the bed.

  “Fuck, baby. Your ass needs a quick lick.”

  She lowered her head to the bed as I buried my face in her hairless crack, snaking my tongue all over her sweet rose. The ring of muscles clenched several times, and I suddenly wanted to tease my daughter again.

  “Where do you keep your vibrator?”

  “Huh?”

  I gave her a look. All women had sex toys, and I knew my horny stepdaughter was no exception.

  “Oh. It’s in my sock drawer.”

  I went to her dresser and found the narrow, pink bullet, twisting it on before I got back to the bed. Winny’s pussy was dripping clear fluid before I even touched her.

  “Your next lesson is allowing your ass to cum on daddy’s tongue.”

  My little brat groaned as I touched the toy to her clit. Her asshole swelled then shrank, and her thighs immediately began to tremble. I couldn’t resist. I stuck out my tongue and flicked it right over her sexy little rose, while simultaneously rolling the bullet over her clit in small circles.

  “Oh fuck, daddy. Yessssss,” she hissed.

  Damn, my cock was about to spew everywhere, but it was worth it. I frantically licked her asshole while letting the toy do its thing, and within seconds, I felt the familiar dance, her ass quivering as she moaned into the pink comforter. Her little asshole bounced in time with each flick of my tongue, and I had never enjoyed making someone cum as much as I did my stepdaughter.

  “Good girl,” I told her, tossing the bullet aside then sitting up to stroke my length. “Now daddy is going to teach you about reproduction as I spray my seed inside that extremely fertile pussy of yours.”

  I gripped her hips and slid my cock inside her warm, tight cunt. My balls were so fucking heavy, my cum ready to spurt.

  “You are fertile, aren’t you, baby girl?”

  “Uh-huh, daddy. I am. I’m ovulating right now.”

  “Fuuuuck,” I groaned, feeling my seed lock and load. That was all it took for me to shoot my cum all over my girl’s walls.

  I slammed into her good a few times, tightening my grip on her fleshy ass as it bounced hard against my thrusts. The bullet was still humming on the bed, so I picked it up and pressed it to my daughter’s clit once again. And fuck if her pussy didn’t tighten right away.

  “Oh, daddy. I’m gonna cum again,” she moaned.

  “Good. That’ll help my sperm do their job. Give me a good cum this time, baby.”

  A good cum she gave me, all right. Her walls squeezed another hard jet of seed from my balls, and it came out with so much force, my upper body jerked at the intensity of it all.

  I pressed the vibrator even harder against her pussy, and she squealed as another orgasm rocketed her body. Fluid gushed from her cunt, flowing down my ball sack and splashing her comforter.

  “Damn, that’s what I’m talking about right there, baby.”

  I gave another thrust, and as her asshole began to quiver, I decided I wanted to make one final deposit in her forbidden entrance. I think I had promised her that, after all. I pulled out of her pussy and aimed my cock at her ass, hearing a small gasp as I began to stretch her tight hole.

  “Hold your toy right over your clit, baby girl. And it’ll feel good when daddy fucks your ass.”

  “Okay,” she choked out, her voice as tight as her asshole.

  Her ring of muscles gripped me tight as fuck, and I know I should have gone slow, but my balls were about to rupture. I needed to be inside her, violating every hole of hers I could sink my cock into. And I no longer cared about going slow or being gentle. I was asserting my dominance over her, making sure she knew that just because she begged for my cock didn’t mean she could decide how she got it.

  With my dick still coated in both of our cum, I delved deep into her cavity, listening to her moans of pain and pleasure as I stretched her tight little rear. I could feel the vibrations of the toy as she held it to her pussy, and it actually felt pretty good.

  I worked my cock in and out of her asshole, holding steady to her hips. Winny slowly but surely began to rock back against me, the sounds of the vibrator humming all around us.

  “Oh yes, daddy. Fuck yes, don’t stop!”
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br />   I grunted, thrusting deeper and deeper until my balls were tapping her flesh. “You like the way daddy fucks your tight ass, baby?”

  “Yes!” she shrilled. And as her sphincter muscles began to clench around my girth, I knew she was having another orgasm.

  The pleasure was so strong, so intense, I sprayed another load in her ass, feeling my balls draw up tight as every drop within my sack spurted into my stepdaughter’s belly.

  I growled, I groaned, I fisted her fleshy hips as tightly as I could until I collapsed on top of her and pulled her into a spoon against my chest.

  She relaxed in my arms, both of us breathing heavily as we recovered.

  “Don’t assume this means that Teacher Daddy will cut you any slack this year.”

  She wiggled her bottom seductively, causing my cock to spill from her backdoor. “At least you won’t have to worry about me dropping out.”

  “If you do, then we shift to the traditional method of teaching, and you get cut off from the cock.”

  She gasped and I chuckled. As if I would be so foolish to cut off my sexy stepdaughter.

  Not happening in a million years.

  ~The End

  My Mom’s New Boyfriend is an Alien!

  ***

  I’ve just discovered that my mom’s new boyfriend is an alien. He’s ultra sexy, and she seems to like him a lot. But when he tells me he needs my young, fertile body to plant his seed, I’m so conflicted.

  Could I really be the one who could help him save his planet, and his species, by simply offering my body for his pleasure?

  I’ve always considered myself to be open-minded and accepting of different people and situations. I’d even call most of my friends a little on the quirky side. My best friend works at The Wharf Pier and does caricatures for a living, year-round. And my other best friend is thinking of joining the circus so she can travel. I helped another girlfriend fill out an application for mime school. So, what I’m saying is I don’t use the term “weird” lightly.

  But my mom’s new boyfriend is weirding me out. He’s good looking, don’t get me wrong. With charcoal hair and deep blue eyes, and a body that looks like it could go all night (go, Mom!), it wasn’t his looks that had me concerned. It was the odd comments that made me wonder.

  I’ve been at home for the last hour, enjoying simple conversation over a hearty meal as we all get to know each other. I’ve explained to Barry that I’m a 19-year-old sophomore at Northern University, planning to major in graphics design, that I work at the campus deli ten hours a week, and I enjoy bowling and chess in my down time. I live on campus and only come home about once a month to spend time with my mother and help out at the florist shop she owns.

  “Sounds like you stay pretty busy. That’s a great way to prepare yourself for motherhood.”

  That was the second time he’d casually mentioned me becoming a mother. And I found it just plain weird.

  “Alice has plenty of time to marry and have kids, Barry. I don’t think we need to rush that just yet.”

  His eyes sparkled gold. Again. It was like flecks of glitter were dancing in his irises. I’d never seen anything so unusual in my life.

  “Yeah, and to be honest? I’m not sure I ever want to have kids. The earth is overpopulated as is, am I right?” I let out a nervous laugh as he licked his lips, a tiny smile curling his mouth upward.

  “I couldn’t agree with you more.”

  “You two excuse me while I use the ladies’ room. I’ll be right back.”

  Mom disappeared from the dining room, leaving me and Barry alone. I squirmed in my seat as his eyes flickered again.

  “So, Barry, you seem to really like my mom a lot.”

  “I do. And I like you, too. Your mother has done a great job of raising an intelligent young woman. I’m sure you’ll pass along the same traits to your offspring.”

  Here we go again.

  “Just curious. What’s with the motherhood fascination? Are you thinking of having more kids? Because I can tell you right now my mom has her hands full with the flower shop and paying for my college. Not sure if she wants to start another family.”

  That came out kind of sharp. I shouldn’t have said anything as it was none of my business. And when I saw a blue haze ripple down the length of his body, starting at his head and traveling down his arms with little blue sparks dancing off the tips of his fingers, it was all I could do to remain calm, cool, and collected.

  “I know what I want,” he said, leaning forward and clasping his hands together on the table. “And I’m pretty sure your mother is willing to accommodate. And I’d bet you would too, if you were mine.”

  His stare pierced right through me, and his alpha nature came through, making my skin flush a hot pink. I don’t know why, but at that moment I felt the strongest stirrings of desire.

  If you were mine…

  Damn. Mom had found her a man with an intense sex drive. I could practically smell the testosterone oozing from his skin. But the way those gold flecks in his eyes sparkled brightly made me wonder if he was on drugs or something. Or maybe he had been exposed to radiation. I don’t know. Like I said, weird.

  And weird described the way I was feeling too. This dampness between my legs took me by surprise.

  “Well, as it so happens, I’m not yours because you’re dating my mother.”

  He winked at me, making my nipples pucker. What the fuck?

  “But if you were, you’d give me what I want.”

  His voice deepened and I found myself biting my lip. Okay, that was it. I had to get out of here. I couldn’t sit around and get turned on by my mom’s boyfriend or let him keep hitting on me. I’d have to talk with her later about this.

  Fortunately, she came back just as I was about to leave.

  “Well, I’m going to leave you two lovebirds alone for a while.”

  I kissed my mom on the cheek before she sat back down.

  “Where are you going, sweetheart?”

  “I’m meeting Dustin at the movies, so don’t wait up.” I gave Barry a quick wave. “Very nice to meet you, Barry. Maybe we’ll see each other again soon.”

  He let his gaze travel over my body. “You can count on it, Alice.”

  “Be careful!” Mom called out as I left.

  Man, my mom has dated all different types. But I can honestly say that not a single one of them has turned me on and creeped me out all at the same time. I needed to get a grip.

  I ended up going to the movies alone, mainly because Dustin wasn’t in town from school. It was fun, though, to just sit and get lost in a movie, pig out on popcorn, and forget about responsibilities for a while.

  I stopped at the coffee shop on the way home because I wasn’t sure if Mom and her date had plans or if they had “plans.” If they were doing the nasty, I wanted to give them plenty of time and privacy. By the time I left the coffee shop, it was after eleven. So I figured it was safe to go home. And I had to admit that I felt a sense of relief when Barry’s car was gone if for no other reason than knowing I wouldn’t be crashing their party.

  When I walked down the hallway, I caught Mom coming out of her room, wrapped in a robe. Her cheeks were rosy red and she had a big smile on her face.

  “Oh, hi, honey. Did you just get home?”

  “Yep. You look pretty happy. Did you have fun tonight?”

  She rolled her eyes and leaned against the wall. “Did I ever. Good lord, that man is good in bed.”

  “Really?” I asked, somewhat surprised. For some reason, I would have guessed Barry to be the wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am type of guy with no regard for getting the woman off.

  “Oh god, yes. You sound surprised. Did you not like him?” Her face dropped in disappointment.

  “It’s not that I didn’t like him. I just thought he was … different.”

  She bit her lip and looked off, as if her thoughts had drifted to outer space. “I thought the same thing, but I’ve never been with a man who is so … attentive.”


  “Wow. Nice.” Okay, color me bumfuzzled. Maybe I was wrong about old Barry. “I guess he’s a keeper, huh?”

  She nodded. “And he told me that he’s stealing me away very soon to an exotic location. Actually, he said he was stealing both of us away. I think he wants to get to know you.”

  “Damn, did he say where?”

  My curiosity piqued. I had always wanted to travel, but why would he want me to go along when he could have my mom all to himself?

  “No. That’s the best part. It’s going to be a surprise.” My mom touched my arm and practically squealed with delight before telling me goodnight and disappearing down the hall humming “Unchained Melody.”

  Good god. The woman was hooked. On a guy named Barry.

  Oh well. At least she was happy, and he seemed to treat her well. Even if he did have blue, glowing skin and gold flecks in his eyes that sparkled when he talked of knocking her up. Jesus, I hoped she used protection tonight.

  ***

  When I awoke in the middle of the night, I was dreaming of fireworks and flashing lights. I wasn’t sure why at first, but when I happened to glance at my window, I could see faint blipping coming through the sheer curtains. I had forgotten to draw the blinds closed.

  Must be a cop, I thought to myself. I rubbed my eyes and started to get up so I could close the blinds and maybe sleep for a few more hours, but the moment my feet hit the floor, a large figure came into view, that familiar blue hue taking shape right before my eyes.

  I gasped and pushed back, scooting all the way across the bed as a man appeared before me. I could feel the warmth radiating from him as he took a step toward me. As I scanned his features, my vision came into focus and I realized who it was.

  “Barry? I think you have the wrong bedroom, buddy.”

  I was nervous, no doubt. Especially with the way he’d been so flirty with me earlier tonight. But I chalked it up to an innocent mistake.

  “I do not have the wrong room,” he said, his voice deep and rumbly.

  My eyes widened as I hugged my knees to my chest, sitting there half naked in a sheer pajama top and thin, cotton panties. Okay, this was about to get really weird.