Taking Innocence - 12 Erotic Tales of Lost Innocence

by Jade K. Scott

  Taboo Virginity

  By Jade K. Scott

  Copyright 2013 by Jade K. Scott

  Chapter One

  Jessica was only three years old when I married her mother. She was a precocious child – so full of mischief. She never wanted to go to bed, and would sneak out of her room at all hours to get into trouble.

  In her teen years, she became increasingly difficult to deal with. At thirteen years of age, I caught her making out with a seventeen-year-old boy in her bedroom, so we shipped her off to an all-girls boarding school. She would write to her mother complaining of being lonely, sick of having no male companionship. But we knew it was for the best.

  She graduated with barely passing grades and came home for the summer. She was barely eighteen, and still a virgin as far as I knew. Her mother and I wanted to keep her that way for as long as possible. Her mother was only nineteen when she had Jessica, and she had always regretted not waiting until she was older.

  A week after she graduated, her mother had to go out of town for a week on a business trip. I had forbidden Jessica to go out for the week, and although she was eighteen and legally could have disobeyed, she knew we were only allowing her to continue to live with us rent-free if she agreed to follow our rules. She moped around, whining and glaring at me. She would hardly say a word.

  Jessica went to bed around eight o’clock the first night. She said she was bored and exhausted, but I suspected something was up. I waited about thirty minutes, then I snuck down the hallway and listened carefully outside her bedroom door. I heard the sound of rapid, deep breathing inside the room, and she moaned softly. Turning the doorknob slowly, I pushed the door open a crack.

  The lights were off, but her nightlight faintly illuminated the scene. In the pale golden light, I could see her wearing a pair powder blue boy shorts and a matching tank top. A guy in a leather jacket was lying beside her on her twin bed, his hand thrust down her panties, fingering her. She purred softly, her eyes closed.

  Despite the fact that I’d raised this child from the toddler stage, I found myself becoming erect. Her body was still small and barely developed. I could see her breasts swelling slightly underneath her top – they were still as small as they’d been when we sent her off to boarding school at thirteen. Her small, flat stomach rose and fell rapidly as her breathing accelerated. The guy’s hand moved faster, and she began to grind her hips. She bit her lip in an obvious attempt to stay quiet and avoid detection.

  “I want to fuck you,” the guy growled into her ear.

  “No,” she whispered. “I’m still a virgin.”

  “Oh, baby,” he snarled. “You shouldn’t have told me that.”

  He mounted her quickly, struggling to unfasten his belt while holding her down. She struggled, trying to push him off, but his weight was far too much for her. She was a slight little thing, barely five feet tall in socks, and she couldn’t have weighed more than ninety pounds soaking wet.

  “Get off me!” she hissed, pushing against him with both hands.

  “No way,” he snapped. “I’m going to fuck you, you little tease!”

  My cock was rock hard. In fact, I was so turned on that I was tempted – if only for one fleeting moment – to let him fuck her. I wanted to know what it would look like, sound like, to see my little stepdaughter lose her virginity. But I couldn’t let it happen – not like that. She deserved to make that choice herself.

  I pushed the door open so hard is slammed against the wall with a bang. The guy hopped off the bed and struggled to zip his pants. He stuttered and stammered, trying to make excuses.

  “Daddy!” Jessica gasped, clawing at her sheet and trying to hide herself in shame.

  “Get the fuck out of my house!” I shouted at the punk, my hands balled into vengeful fists at my sides.

  “I’m going!” he snapped, and he fled past me and left through the front door.

  “Daddy, I…” she started to say meekly.

  “I don’t want to hear it, Jessica,” I said, shooting her a look of intense disappointment. “Your mother and I just spent a small fortune to send you to St. Mary’s to keep you out of this kind of trouble, and your first week back you’re already up to this kind of thing?”

  “I’m sorry, I just…” she paused, and I noticed her eyes were turned downward.

  Suddenly, the situation became exceedingly awkward. She had noticed the erection that threatened to burst out of my pajama bottoms. I felt my face burning with embarrassment.

  “Wait…” she said, a sly grin spreading across her lips. “Did this just turn you on?”

  “No, no,” I denied. “I was… I was watching a movie… before I heard you in here.”

  “You were watching a movie… but you managed to hear us in here as quiet as we were?” she asked incredulously.

  “I have very good hearing,” I said quickly, making a feeble attempt at an excuse.

  “Mm-hmm. Sure.”

  “Jessica, this is ridiculous,” I said, changing the subject. “That guy could have raped you! You have to be more careful!”

  “Maybe I wanted him to rape me,” she argued.

  “Jessica,” I whispered. “You don’t mean that.”

  “Maybe I do!” she shouted. “I’m sick of being an innocent little girl!”

  “You don’t understand what you’re saying,” I insisted. “You’re young. You should enjoy being young while you can, because it never lasts.”

  “I can enjoy being young and still have sex!” she snapped haughtily.

  “Please be reasonable,” I said gently.

  “You be reasonable, Daddy! I’m eighteen! I’m not a baby, anymore!”

  “I know,” I agreed. “But can’t you just be innocent for as long as possible? I don’t want to see you throw your life away.”

  “Get out of my room,” she growled.

  “Jessica, I…”

  “Now!” she shouted, tossing a pillow in my direction.

  I hung my head and backed out of the room, the door clicking gently behind me. I wanted to find a way to get through to her – to make her understand. But she was impetuous. I knew it was only a matter of time before my little girl became a woman. I just wanted it to last a little while longer.

  Sighing, I trudged back to my bedroom and flopped down on the bed. My erection was only just beginning to wane, and I stared up at the ceiling dejectedly. Before long, I had fallen asleep.

  Chapter Two

  The next morning, Jessica came into the kitchen while I was reading the paper and having my morning coffee. She flounced past me, still wearing her panties and tank top, and snatched a box of cereal out of the cabinet. Noisily, she stormed around the kitchen, banging drawers and cabinets, rattling the silverware, and clanging her dishes angrily on the table.

  My eyes couldn’t help but notice the outline of her lithe frame in her little ensemble. Somehow, she looked different to me. Yesterday, she’d been my little girl. Today, I was eyeballing her like a piece of meat. I shook my head and hid behind the newspaper, trying to shake the picture of her little body out of my head.

  Jessica poured milk into her cereal, and I could hear it slosh some bits out onto the table. She set the jug down with a thud and I heard her spoon start to clink against the ceramic bowl and the telltale crunch as she ate her cereal. I peeked cautiously around the side of my newspaper. She glared at me with stormy eyes, and I hid my face again.

  She disappeared into her room after breakfast, and I didn’t see her all day. It was after dark and I was sitting on the couch in my boxers watching television when she sauntered into the room and plopped down beside me – still wearing her blue outfit. She put one foot up on the couch and leaned back against the arm, and out of the corner of my eye I could see her mound swelling underneath her panties. Quickly, I diverted my attention back to the television.

  A few moments later, after a long, awkward silence, I noticed her hand drop. It covered her crotch, and instantly I my mind wandered to a picture
of her with her hand inside her panties. I closed my eyes tightly and tried to think of something else.

  “I’m bored,” Jessica said.

  I opened my eyes and looked at her. She was so small and innocent sitting there. I tried to think back to her as a little girl, pushing the naughty thoughts as far back into my mind as I could. I remembered the way she used to curl up in my lap when she was young, and for a moment, I calmed down. I pushed the remote across the couch cushion, and she snatched it up and flicked through channels. She stopped on a skin flick.

  “This isn’t really appropriate,” I told her.

  “It’s what I want to watch,” she snapped.

  On the screen, a couple was making out. They were attempting to tear each other’s’ clothes off. I noticed Jessica start chewing her nails, and her hips shifted slightly. I bit my lip and tried to think of something else.

  “Dad, why don’t guys like me?” she asked.

  “What? What do you mean?” I asked her.

  “I’m attractive, aren’t I?” she asked.

  “Of course you are!”

  “Well, you have to say that. You’re my dad. But, would you want to… you know… if you weren’t?”

  “I… I don’t know what to say.”

  “I knew it. I am unattractive. That’s why I’ve always had a hard time finding boys who want to do it with me.”

  “You’ve never had trouble with that! As many times as we’ve caught you with boys?”

  “Yeah, but you don’t know how many I’ve tried to get to find a few that would.”

  I was suddenly very confused. I knew Jessica was incredibly attractive. She was my own stepdaughter and I had trouble controlling my lust around her. I couldn’t imagine her having trouble luring boys.

  “I just want to know what it feels like,” she groaned. “It looks… fun.”

  Jessica watched the couple of the television, and I could tell she desperately wanted to try out what they were doing.

  “You will someday. Don’t try to rush things. You’re only eighteen.”

  “You don’t understand. It’s like… it’s like I need it. My body just screams for it all the time!”

  Dear God, I thought. Stop talking this way. I could feel my cock getting hard, and I shifted myself to try to conceal it. It was too late. She’d noticed.

  “Is that because of the movie, or because of me?” she asked.

  “It’s the movie, I guess,” I lied.

  “Are you sure? Because the movie wasn’t affecting you before.”

  “It’s the movie, Jessica.”

  “I don’t believe you,” she said, and before I could stop her, she’d put her hand on my cock and began stroking it through my boxers.

  “Jessica, stop!” I gasped, trying to move away from her.

  “Oh, come on,” she teased. “You know you want me. I’ve seen the way you’ve been looking at me, and I saw how hard it was when you caught me last night.”

  “This is… inappropriate,” I croaked, my voice breaking.

  She yanked the waistband of my boxer shorts and pulled them down enough to release my dick. Her head bent down, and I felt her warm, soft lips enclose around it. I wanted desperately to push her away, but it felt so good I could hardly breathe. I was frozen.

  “Jess…” I tried to object, but I felt her hand begin to massage my balls, and her tongue swirled around the head of my cock. It was intensely engorged.

  Her head bobbed up and down, and I was powerless to stop her. I wanted to. My mind knew it was wrong to let my innocent stepdaughter do this. But I couldn’t help it. I wanted her more than I’d ever wanted anything.

  She looked up at me sheepishly, and she moved her body up against me. I felt her lips against my neck, and she whispered, “Touch me.”

  I paused. My hand twitched slightly, but it wouldn’t move.

  “Please touch me,” she purred into my ear, and she grabbed my hand and pushed it into the waistband of her blue panties.

  Despite my best efforts, I had to feel her. I moved past a sparse patch of hair and cupped her mound in my hand. My fingers spread apart her labia, and I pushed my fingers inside her slit. My God she was wet. She was obviously just as excited as I was. I gathered some of her juices on my fingers and began to rub against her clit. She moaned softly into my ear.

  “Ohhh, Daddy,” she whispered. “It feels sooooo goooood…”

  Her sweet lips pressed against mine, and her tongue pushed into my mouth. Her breath tasted like bubble gum. I continued to rub her clit, and she began to grind her hips against me.

  My other hand slipped up her shirt and cupped one of her breasts. It was full and round, but small. Her nipple was tiny, and it instantly went rigid underneath my hand.

  “I want you to take my virginity,” she said, staring deep into my eyes.

  “Jess, this isn’t right,” I implored. “We have to stop.”

  “Fuck me now, or I’ll go find someone else to do it,” she demanded.

  I didn’t want her out there fucking just anyone. The last thing she needed was to lose her virginity to some punk who didn’t care about her the way I did. She could get a disease. She could get pregnant. I couldn’t let that happen, could I?

  I pushed my tongue deeply into her mouth, kissing her ferociously. I tugged savagely at her shirt, and she lifted her arms and let me remove it. Her small breasts bounced out of it, and I sucked madly at one of her nipples, making her gasp aloud. I pushed her forcefully back against the couch, and I yanked feverishly at her panties. She lifted her ass and let me slide them off her. I tossed them aside and looked down at the faint tuft of hair that covered her mound.

  I placed my hands inside her thighs and pushed her legs apart, and I could see the tiny rosebud of her pussy lips. Aggressively, I tore them apart with my fingers and lowered my head, pushing my tongue deep inside her and tasting the honey sweet flavor of her virgin juices.

  My tongue slipped up through her slit and across her clit, and she shivered. With ferocious lust, my tongue assaulted her, flicking wildly over her clit until she was screaming with pleasure. Her fingers tangled into my hair and pushed my head into her pussy, and her legs began to tremble.

  “Fuck me, Daddy! Please fuck me!” she begged, and I could no longer resist.

  I took my rock hard cock in my hand and moved into position. I placed the throbbing head against her tiny opening and pushed. I pushed and pushed, but it would not penetrate the tightness of her virginity. I felt it I didn’t get inside her, I would explode. I leaned over her and grabbed her shoulders, anchoring myself, and I pushed with all my might. I felt a tearing sensation, and she screamed in pain. Her pussy walls gripped my shaft ferociously, and the soft wetness enveloped me like a welcoming friend. I began to thrust into her again and again. Soon, her grunts of discomfort were replaced by moans of pleasure as my dick slammed against her G-spot relentlessly.

  “Oh, Daddy!” she purred. “I’m going to cum! Please shoot it inside me! Daddy, please! I need to feel you cum inside my pussy!”

  Her begging sent me over the edge. I felt her pussy begin to pulse around me as she orgasmed, and my own cock began to throb wildly. I groaned loudly as my load shot deep within my little girl’s belly, and she clawed my back and her breath came out in shuddering gasps.

  I shoved my tongue deep inside her mouth and we kissed passionately as the two of us melded together in the intensity of orgasmic bliss.

  Finally, I could no longer hold myself up. I collapsed on top of her a heaving, panting mass. I felt her tiny breasts smashed against my chest, and despite my exhaustion, I thrust my dick inside her a few more times, fearing it might be the last time I ever felt the joy of my cock inside my girl’s juicy little cunt.

  “I’m sorry,” I said, suddenly overcome with remorse. “Please don’t hate me. I love you so much.”

  “I love you, Daddy,” she said, stroking my face gently. “I wanted this. I still want this. I don’t ever want you to stop fucking me!�
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  “Really?” I asked her, wanting to pinch myself to see if I was really awake. “You don’t hate me?”

  “No!” she gasped. “I’ve wanted you to fuck me for so long, Daddy! I’ve been so jealous of Mom getting to fuck you all these years. I’ve peeked in on you when you were fucking her, and I wished it was me! Why do you think I’ve been messing around with all those boys? I kept hoping you would realize you wanted me if you saw them touching me!”

  “So… you wanted me to catch you?”

  “Yes! I wanted you to burst in and spank me and be so overcome with passion that you’d take me then and there!”

  “Oh, Jessie,” I said. “I love you. I love fucking you. I love cumming inside your juicy little pussy. It feels so good!”

  “I love you, Daddy. I want you to fuck me every day!”

  I lay there holding my sweet little stepdaughter, her petite little body soft and warm against my skin. I loved her more than ever. I knew something that felt so right couldn’t be wrong, and I knew I would never stop fucking her.

  “Your mother will be home in a few days,” I told her.

  “It’s okay,” Jessica said. “We’ll find a way to manage after she comes home. Until then, we’ll do it every chance we get! Can I sleep in your bed tonight?”

  “Of course,” I told her. “You should go clean up. You’re bleeding all over the couch. I don’t know how we’ll explain this to your mother.”

  “I’ll just tell her my tampon leaked,” she suggested.

  “Ohh, good idea!” I told her. “That’ll work.”

  Jessica went to take a shower, and I stared up at the ceiling wondering what I did to get so lucky. As I lay there thinking of her, I wanted her again. I couldn’t help myself. I snuck into the bathroom and carefully peeled the shower curtain back.

  “Get in,” she said when she noticed me.

  Eagerly, I stepped into the shower with her. I pressed my body against her back, and my cock stiffened immediately. It pressed firmly against her smooth, round butt. Her head leaned back against my chest, and my head rested on top of it. I reached around her and cupped her small breasts in my hands. She was short for her age. Her head barely came up to my shoulders. I had to bend down to reach around and finger her clit.