Massively Taboo 50

by Izzy Slam

  I don’t even care that I let the “d” word slip out. Fuck it, right? I just came on his hand. But now he knows I’m a virgin, so he’ll probably run for the hills.

  “Damn, baby. Why didn’t you say so?”

  He leaps up off the chair and immediately kicks one leg over my lounge chair so that he’s essentially straddling my face. The crotch of his jeans are right at eye level, and it’s apparent he’s got the erection of a lifetime.

  He also can’t seem to tug down his zipper fast enough. “Why don’t you be a good girl and tug the cum out of my balls with that smart mouth of yours so I can last a little longer when I’m fucking your sweet, innocent pussy.”

  “No, daddy. I agreed to respect you, but I have to draw the line somewhere.” Does he really think I will hand over my virginity? Just like that? I thought it would actually chase him away, but apparently not.

  “Yes, baby girl. You do as I say now.”

  I look up at him, the sun partially blinding me, but I can still see the look of hunger on his face as he pulls out his huge cock. I want to walk away from this. But then again, I don’t.

  I also don’t want to admit how much he is turning me on. How could I be attracted to such a bossy jerk?

  But I find myself licking my lips in anticipation when I see the clear pre-cum pulse out of his slit. And as he grabs the hair on top of my head and tugs me forward, I part my lips, eager to take him in my mouth.

  “Ah fuck…” he groans, sinking his thick cock all the way to the back of my throat.

  I grip the armrests as he begins pumping his hips. My saliva coats his length, and I hold back a gag several times, but then I quickly find myself swirling my tongue along the base of his erection, tracing it over the veins and feeling his pulse quicken, his shaft throb. Next thing I know, I’m wrapping my fingers around his root and bobbing my head up and down, sucking him with slut-like fervor.

  I use my other hand to cup his balls, amazed at how heavy they are. I never knew sucking cock would be so much fun.

  He ends up fisting the sides of my head as I suck the head of his dick and pump with my fingers.

  “That’s it, baby. I’m gonna cum in that sweet mouth.”

  He holds for a moment, and I feel his cock bob. Then he thrusts himself all the way in, his earthy seed shooting along my tonsils. I struggle to drink down every drop, but some of it drizzles out on my chest.

  He steps back, letting his cock pop from my lips, and I watch him take off his shirt. His chest is covered in a thin patch of hair, which I find sexy.

  “You give good head, baby girl.”

  I smile up at him. “Thank you, daddy.”

  He leans down and shimmies the bikini bottoms over my hips and down my legs, then slides his fingers over my naked mound while watching my reaction.

  “I’m going to take that cherry, baby girl. No arguing. It’s mine.”

  My nipples prick as I nod my approval. And I immediately spread my legs to welcome him to my innocent walls.

  But instead of lying on top of me—traditional style—he picks me up and pulls me into his arms.

  I throw my arms around his hulking shoulders and my legs around his waist. His hands cup my ass and I instinctively grind against his jeans, feeling the fabric rub my clit.

  “You wanna cum on daddy’s thick cock, baby girl?”

  I bite my lip and nod. He smiles and presses his lips to me, invading my mouth with his tongue as he groans his lust to the back of my throat.

  His hard cock bounces against my ass, and I suddenly can’t wait to feel him tear through my hot and needy cunt, even if it hurts.

  He spins around and sits in the lounge chair, with me still in his lap and his hands still gripping my rear end. He nudges me closer to him, pulling one of my nipples past his lips. The top of my bikini is still pushed aside, and I’m suddenly aware of how erotic all this is. With us being outside, and the sun beating down on my hot flesh, I feel so raw and exposed. So animalistic right now. And also glad I have a really tall fence so none of my neighbors can see.

  His tongue flicks rapidly over my sensitive bud, and he’s letting out all these grunts and groans as his cock continues to throb against my backside. My pussy is leaking like a faucet right now.

  “Get that tight pussy over my cock before it’s too late,” he clips out.

  His bossiness makes me tremble, and I arch my back as I use my slit to find the head of his dick. But then his hands go around my waist and he lifts me up before lowering me over his length. His mouth falls open as my cunt slides down his dick like a glove.

  When it reaches the point of resistance, I suck in a rush of air, and he pushes me further down, ripping through my innocence in one swift shove. I let out a whimper of pain, but the second his hands are grabbing my ass, he’s grinding his cock into the depths of me, and that pain quickly morphs into pleasure as his thick cock fills me.

  “Fucking hell, baby girl. You’ve got one tight little pussy.”

  “Oh daddy…” is all I can get out.

  “That’s right. I’m your daddy.”

  His movements become more forceful, and I can’t help but get into it, bouncing my little ass up and down as the pleasure builds. Daddy watches my face, twisting my nipples between his fingers as I cum around his shaft.

  “I’m cumming, daddy,” I grunt, feeling my walls pulse in hard contractions.

  “I can tell, baby. Now it’s my turn again.”

  With his hands on my hips, he holds me down, spurting his seed deep in my walls as he growls and tugs my hair. His lips wrap around my nipple and he sucks hard before moving to my other breast and giving it the same torment.

  My orgasm begins to wane as his cock twitches inside of me, shooting out more and more cum than I would have thought possible.

  When he trails his tongue up my chest and to my neck, he murmurs what a good girl I am. “And now comes my favorite part.”

  “What’s that?”

  He reaches behind him and lowers the back of the chaise so that we’re both lying flat. He then lifts me up like I’m light as a feather and spins me around, dropping me back down in a 69 position.

  “The part where you clean up my cock while I clean up my girl’s pussy.”

  “Mmm,” I answer, wiggling my ass in his face. “Yes sir.”

  He lightly slaps me on the ass before I grip his still raging hard cock with my fingers. And the moment his tongue probes my pussy, I feel the pleasure wash over me in waves.

  I envelop his cock with my lips and lick away the salty, tangy remnants of both of our fluids. His slit pulses pre-cum on my tongue and I slather my tongue all around the lip of his crown. He responds with a moan, using his tongue to circle my clit as he slides several fingers deep into my aching cunt.

  I pump him with my fist. “Oh yes, daddy. Don’t stop, please…”

  I rotate my hips as his lips and tongue work my clit into a frenzy. His shaft grows harder, thicker, and throbs as he spurts another load to the back of my throat.

  I groan as I swallow him down. And when his fingers wiggle right over this really sensitive area deep in my walls—which I can only assume is my G-spot—I cum so hard I see stars.

  Daddy growls so loud it makes me shudder. And the moment he’s done emptying inside of me, I sit up and wiggle my way down his body, lifting my ass and sitting on his cock to ride him reverse cowgirl style.

  “Fuck, baby. Let me see that ass bounce while you ride daddy’s cock.”

  I dig my nails into the flesh of his muscular quads, feeling my titties bounce and shake. His dick drills in and out of me with such force I can’t help but cum again almost right away. And daddy does the same.

  I don’t know how long we fuck like this. But when I lose strength, he ends up getting behind me and using my hair like a set of reins as he pummels me like he’s a wild stallion. His heavy sack slaps against my lips and clit, bringing out another intense orgasm. At this point, I don’t know where they are all coming from. But
I won’t look a gift horse in the mouth.

  Later on, once the heat of the sun has become too much, daddy carries me inside and lays me down on the couch. He walks to the kitchen and I admire his muscular ass, wondering if I even noticed when he got undressed. I hear him root through the freezer then moments later he appears with a bright red popsicle and a bottle of water.

  “Thank you, daddy,” I say, peeling the paper down.

  “Don’t thank me. I get to watch you eat it.”

  He sits next to me and twists the top of the water off, his cock still hard and pointing to the ceiling as I suck the tip of the frozen treat.

  “Are we clear now? About who’s the boss around here?”

  I smile, flicking the popsicle with my tongue while teasing his frenulum with my big toe.

  “Crystal clear, daddy.”

  ~The End

  Paying His Debt

  ***

  When my step granddaddy can’t repay his gambling debt, he decides a fitting solution is handing me over to one of the casino owners for the night. He should have told me his joining in was part of the deal.

  “You what?”

  My step grandfather was sitting at the dinner table, slowly spinning a bottle of beer as he explained his gambling debt. Apparently, he owed this casino almost $20,000.

  Now, that was a shitload of money, but his debt wasn’t what shocked me about this conversation. I knew Granddaddy gambled.

  What I didn’t know was that he had come up with a very unorthodox solution to making at least some of his debt disappear.

  “He’s part owner of the casino, and I just need you to show him a good time for one night, Jennifer. Can’t you do that for your old granddaddy here?”

  He lifted the bottle of beer to his lips and took a swig, acting like this was no big deal.

  “I don’t know. Just how much of your debt is being erased for this quote-unquote good time?”

  Granddaddy ran his hands through his thick salt and pepper hair, flicking his dark brown eyes to the side. “I could tell you, but the amount would probably surprise you.”

  “And what makes you think I’ll agree to this?”

  He leaned across the table and clasped his hands together, making me shudder with intimidation. Granddaddy had always had this power over me. Just because he was my stepdad’s father didn’t mean he wasn’t allowed to tell me what to do here and there. And now that I was eighteen years old, and we lacked a blood relation, it affected me in strange ways.

  “If I don’t make at least half that money in the next thirty days, Jennifer, the casino will come after me, after my home, after every last thing that I own. I need you to help me, baby girl.”

  I grumbled silently, knowing I would give in. “You do know that technically what you’re doing is prostitution, right?”

  He chuckled and rubbed his chest. “Well, technically, no one has to know, my little law-abiding granddaughter.”

  No one had to know, he was right. But I would know. Could I live with myself and the knowledge that I’d let someone pay me for sex? Or rather, pay my step grandfather?

  “Is it really that serious?” I asked. “They’ll take the house and everything?”

  He nodded slowly, as if he didn’t want to believe it himself. “Yes, baby. We’ve worked out an arrangement. I have to make payments in order to keep them from taking me to court and suing me. They could put a lien on the house, the car, you name it.”

  “But, isn’t there another way?” I really didn’t want my grandfather to lose his home. Then he’d have to come live with me, my mom, and my stepdad, and my mom wasn’t too crazy about him as it was. She said he was too rough around the edges and partied too much. A bad influence.

  Her father in law: a bad influence. It sounded weird to me. But obviously, my stepdad’s daddy did have a wild side.

  “Can you think of a better way to come up with large sums of cash?”

  “Sell your car?” I answered, immediately realizing how stupid that would be.

  He laughed. “My car isn’t worth half that. And I kind of fucking need it to get back and forth to work, sweetheart. Listen, I’ve got some other ideas, but this is a good start. And it’s easy money.”

  “Yeah, easy for you.”

  He wasn’t the one having to spread his legs. Then again, he would probably love to get laid. He was single, and I rarely heard him talk about dating.

  “Look, baby girl,” he pleaded. “Just do me this one, big favor, and if you don’t enjoy yourself, which I think you will, I promise I’ll never ask you for another thing as long as I live.”

  I looked into his dark eyes, and I could see that he was desperate. How could I say no with him depending on me to help him out of this mess?

  “If I agree to this, you’ll owe me big time.”

  He smiled and put his hand on mine. “I’ll do whatever you want, baby. You just say the word.”

  “Sounds like it’s a deal, then.”

  ***

  Granddaddy told me to be ready at six o’clock the next day for my “date.” A gentleman by the name of Nolan Davis was the lucky recipient of my time, as he had put it, and I should dress for an eloquent 5-star restaurant.

  I decided on a black chiffon dress with spaghetti straps. I tried like hell not to feel like a skank that was selling her body. And what was worse, I wouldn’t even see one red penny of it. But when he showed up at my house with a Porsche, I felt that stirring of excitement ripple through my stomach. Call me shallow, I know. But there’s something exciting about being around people with money. Especially when they’re about to spend some of that money on you.

  My parents had gone out to dinner, so fortunately I didn’t have to explain who my rich date was. But when I answered the door, I felt all my reservations melting away.

  Nolan was hot as a motherfucker. He looked to be about 60, same age as my grandfather, but his hair looked like polished silver and he dressed like a GQ model. Everything about him looked like a GQ model, in fact.

  The way he brushed his gaze up and down my body was damn near criminal, but it also made me feel sexy in a superior sort of way.

  “You are a hundred times more beautiful than I pictured.”

  I blushed ten shades of red as he led me to his car. “Thanks. I’ll be honest. I wasn’t expecting someone as attractive as you.”

  He chuckled a “thank you” and opened the door for me, and I watched him as he walked around to the driver’s side. I was really starting to feel guilty for being so judgmental about all this.

  It was also safe to say that I didn’t think it would be hard to spread my legs for Nolan. Does that make me slutty? If so, I don’t care.

  We talked the whole way to the restaurant, which turned out to be one of the most expensive sushi bars in the city. My grandfather must have told him that I was a sushi fanatic, and the restaurant did not disappoint.

  Nolan was a perfect gentleman, making sure I had the chance to try every kind of sushi roll I wanted. I had never filled up on so much raw fish in my life, but it was so delicious, and Nolan was so easy to talk to, despite our age difference, that I hardly noticed how much I ate.

  Before asking for the check, Nolan rested his hand on the top of my leg, and I felt this rush knowing that he had paid for me, and there wouldn’t be any confusion as to what was expected of me. “I want you to know that I rarely get the opportunity to go out with someone so beautiful,” he said, snaking his fingers all the way up to my thighs.

  My nipples tingled, and when I looked his way, his smile was damn near infectious, and intense eyes were filled with a hunger I was not unfamiliar with.

  “Thank you, Nolan. You certainly do know how to make a woman feel beautiful.”

  His gaze wandered down to my chest, and I had those butterflies again.

  “I’d like to take you somewhere special, see if we have as much chemistry in private as we do in public.” His fingers gently squeezed my flesh, and that hum of desire vibrated betw
een my legs. God, why was I getting so turned on by this older man?

  “I think we both know the answer to that,” I said, my voice breathless and my body hot.

  The tip of his index finger brushed my labia, and hot dampness seeped through my panties.

  I was blown away by the fact that he wasn’t acting as though he expected anything of me. He made me feel like I had a choice, which was not something I was expecting.

  “Let’s get out of here, then.”

  ***

  Nolan took me to the Hilton downtown, and need I say how fucking amazing our room was? I couldn’t stop smiling as he took me by the hands and led me to our bed, softly caressing my fingers.

  When he pulled my body to his and cupped my ass, I almost melted into a puddle. His erection was hard against my belly, and his lips were soft but demanding as he kissed me.

  When his tongue snaked inside my mouth, I let out a moan that left no doubt as to what I wanted. He groaned deep in my throat and grinded his erection against me, making my pussy throb. His fingers started to gather my chiffon dress, lifting it up over my ass.

  It felt like someone had raised the temperature ten degrees as Nolan tugged my underwear down over my thighs. I kicked them off and he led me to the bed, sitting down on the edge to lift my dress up over my head.

  I stood naked before him, feeling my nipples curl up into hard points as he stared at them longingly. He gripped my waist with firm hands and gently pulled me closer to him. His lips pressed against my nipples and he suckled softly, moving his hands down the sides of my hips and over my curves. I had never felt more feminine, more desired, any other time in my life.

  And this sexy, silver-haired man had paid to be with me.

  I was just letting my eyes start to close, fisting Nolan’s hair in my delicate fingers, when I felt another strong set of hands move over my shoulders.

  I gasped and whipped my head around, only to be standing face to face with the very last person I expected to see tonight.

  “Granddaddy!”

  “Damnation, you are so fucking sexy, baby doll.”

  His eyes washed over me in a way that utterly disgusted me. Here I was, naked as naked could be. Any normal, sane grandfather would have been trying to cover up his granddaughter. But not my grandfather. He was looking at me like a male dog in heat.