Taking Innocence - 12 Erotic Tales of Lost Innocence

by Jade K. Scott

  I honestly didn’t hear him open the door... I did however hear him gasp and blurt out “Oh, shit! I am so sorry!”

  I sat up pulling the sheet over me “It’s okay Steve.” I said before he ran out the door. “Damn!” I muttered to myself and crawled out of bed. I wasn’t sure what to do so I just grabbed my clothes and headed to the shower.

  As I hosed off I mulled over the situation. Mom was working late and stepdad Charles was out with his buddies for an unplanned poker night. I had sexy Steve all to myself. The thought of him inside me as I ran the bar of soap over my wet body was almost too much. I rinsed off resisting the urge to finish flicking my bug in the shower.

  I got dressed and went to the living room where I found Steve. He looked up at me then quickly looked away. I almost laughed out loud but held it in. I knew I could have him then and there but I wanted to torture him a bit first.

  I walked over to him. I had on a pair of way too short shorts and a white tee shirt. My skin was still a bit damp when I had gotten dressed and I hadn’t dried my hair. Needless to say my dark areolas were perfectly visible as I approached Steve. I reassuringly put my hand on his shoulder, “Steve it’s not a big deal. I don’t mind that you saw me playing with myself.” I knelt down in front of him “In fact I kinda like it.”

  He looked up at me, his eyes wide, his lips parted as if he wanted to say something.

  “You know, since you and Charles, I mean Daddy, moved in I think about you a lot...” I paused and took a deep breath, expanding my chest way more than was necessary “I even think about you when I am playing with my... my pussy.” I looked down and tried to look ashamed.

  “You do?” he managed to stammer out. “I think about you too.” He looked away. “I mean, you are hot and you aren’t really my sister.” He ran his hands up and down his thighs “Is that wrong?” He looked at me. I could see the bulge of his cock struggling against his blue jeans and wanted to relieve him of the pressure, but right now he needed reassurance that he wasn’t doing something bad.

  “We aren’t doing anything wrong.” I put my hand on his and shivers coursed through me. I had to put some distance between us or I was going to pounce him and fuck him on the couch.

  “You hungry?”

  He nodded “Yeah.”

  “Let’s order a pizza.” I jumped up and grabbed my cell phone. “What do you want on it?”

  “Whatever you want is fine.”

  I ordered the pizza and we went about our business the rest of the evening. I desperately wanted to take advantage of him then and there but I knew if I just teased him a bit, it would be all that much better in the end.

  That weekend, was so much fun! I spent it teasing the shit out of Steve and as it turned out my daddy, Charles.

  Every Saturday Steve and Charles got up early to do laps in the pool. I made sure to be out there sunning myself. I was wearing my super tiny white bikini as they came out the door. I lay at one end of the pool struggling to put on my tanning lotion as they came out to exercise. I raised the tube of lotion in the air, “Oh, could one of you please give me a hand?” I said in my best damsel in distress voice. They both stopped dead in their tracks when they saw me. Charles’ jaw about hit the ground before he stammered then spoke “Steve, go put lotion on your sister.” He looked away and hurried off to the other end of the pool.

  Steve swallowed hard as he approached me and I heard him swallow hard again as he took the lotion from my hand. I lifted my hair as he began to slowly rub the cream onto my back. “Mmm, that’s it.” I cooed. The touch of his hand was making me hot. I couldn’t believe how moist I was getting. I briefly contemplated having to jump in the pool so no one would notice a damp spot between my legs.

  Steve’s hand trembled as he continued spreading the cream around. I was going to glance over my shoulder to see the expression on his face but instead I saw Charles as he was going down the stairs in the pool. He was watching Steve slather lotion on my and I could see his hard on from here. “Mmm.” I moaned again and bit my lip as visions of these two hot men pumping away at me filled my head.

  Steve closed the flip top on the tube handed it to me and hurried off with his towel strategically placed in front of him. I giggled to myself as I watched him slip quickly into the water.

  The idea of both my dad and my brother sporting a woody for me, made my pussy ache and I relished the squishy juices as they formed in my bikini bottoms. I closed my legs tight and casually wiggled my hips sending shivers from my swollen clit throughout my body.

  I rolled onto my tummy, my butt aimed at the pool as they did their laps. I couldn’t see them but I knew damn well they were checking my ass out. I stayed on my tummy till I heard them getting ready to get out of the water. I slowly rolled over and sat up and seductively adjusted my top before getting up and walking toward the pool. I stood at the entrance as they both clung to the edge of the deep end talking. Chills ran over me as my sun warmed skin hit the cool water and it caused my nipples to instantly harden. Even I was impressed at how far they poked out. The white triangle that barely covered my areolas struggled even more to keep my modesty and I realized that the guys were no longer talking.

  With both of them watching me I slowly slipped into the water then dove in head first so I could come up and have water beading on my breasts like you see in the movies. Well, it worked. I couldn’t see my boobs glistening in the sun but I could see my dad and brother’s faces and let me tell you I had their complete attention.

  I ran my hand over my long wet hair, pulled it to the side and wrung it out “Whew. The water feels great. I really needed to cool off.” I smiled at the guys then slowly got out of the pool. I walked all the way back to my towel leaving a trail of water dripping as I made my way.

  I could feel their eyes on me as I stayed with my back to them and teasingly dabbed myself dry. As I gathered my things to go inside I purposefully dropped the tube of lotion “Clumsy me.” I scolded myself as I bent over to pick it up, my breasts aimed in my dad and brother’s direction. The wet material clung to my flesh and with the added strain of gravity the tiny triangles were barely able to contain my full breasts as I scooped up the lotion. As I stood up and turned to the door I heard the two men mumbling.

  When I got inside, my Mother greeted me with a suitcase. “Cindy, is Charles outside?” I told her he was and she handed me the empty suitcase “Could you put this in my room? I’ve been called away on a work emergency and will be leaving ASAP.”

  I made a sad face and asked her how long she would be gone. “I’m not sure, but I am thinking I’ll be needed at least a few days. I hope to be home by Tuesday.” She said and hurried out the back door toward the pool.

  I smiled as I took her suitcase in her bedroom. Her workaholic mentality had always pissed me off. I always felt second in line and for a long time I blamed her career for not having my real father in my life. Turns out when you get older, having a mom that works non-stop can actually be kinda cool.

  I put the suitcase on her bed and as I turned to leave I saw the picture of her and Charles on her nightstand. My body got warm and tingly as I ran my hand over his picture. I giggled to myself “While the cat’s away...” I left her room to begin planning my weekend seduction.

  * * * *

  So Charles dropped Mom at the airport and left me home alone with my brother. It was so cute how he tried to avoid looking at me as I pranced through the house in my hot pink tube dress. The elastic top hugged my tits and showed off my sexy waist then flowed out at the bottom just about mid-thigh. Just short enough to make a guy wonder about the hot piece of ass it was concealing.

  I sat in the over sized chair we had in the family room and fanned myself “It’s hot in here Steve. Would you be a doll and turn up the air?”

  Steve got up and walked to the switch on the wall. I heard the motor of the central air unit kick on almost immediately and felt the cool breeze shooting through the vent in the ceiling above me. I sat back and spread my
legs a little while running a dainty hand over my throat and down to my cleavage “That feels so much better.” I sighed as he sat down across from me.

  I looked over at him. He fumbled with a pillow. He was attempting to hide his erection from me. I spread my legs a bit wider and lifted the hem of my dress a little ways.

  Steve just continued to stare at me, he didn’t say a word.

  I lifted my skirt a bit higher and he squirmed in his seat and held the pillow tighter.

  I ran my hand over my chest and down to the material between my legs, lifted it up in the air and revealed my white panties.

  “Oh, God.” Steve said as he stared at my crotch.

  I licked my lips and pulled my dress up to my tummy then slipped my hand in my panties. I sighed as the pad of my middle finger found its place on my swollen clit.

  Steve’s face looked as if he was in pain as he watched my hand grope around in my panties. I wondered if he could see how wet I was as my fingers slid easily over my slit. “Join me.” I said.

  At first he thought I meant come over and finger me but I stopped him and told him to take his cock out.

  “Umm, okay.” He mumbled and started to unzip his pants.

  I watched as he pulled his pants open and slowly released his cock. My, my--it was a nice one too. From across the room I stared in awe at the girth of his dick. I have always had a thing for the thick cocks. I moaned as I thought of him slipping inside me and stretching my hole wide.

  “Stroke it for me.” I purred.

  Steve gasped and ran his hand down the shaft then up and over the head. I could see the glistening liquid on the tip and wished I could taste it...but not yet I told myself as I lifted my leg and draped it over the arm of the chair.

  With one hand I slipped a finger through the crotch of my panties and pulled the wet material aside. With my other hand, I slipped my middle finger deep in my pussy hole and let out a moan.

  Steve groaned and licked his lips. The head of his cock was almost purple and he was stroking like a madman.

  I pulled my finger out and this time I slipped in my ring finger along side the middle one. I wiggled my hand around, applying pressure to my bony mound and my clit with the palm of my hand. I thought I would pass out. The feelings of pleasure mixed with the rush of my brother watching me while he jacked it... My legs wanted to clamp down on my hand and hump it to a glorious climax but I resisted. I forced my legs to stay apart so my brother could watch and continued to finger bang myself as Steve jerked his cock.

  “Oh, oh.” I whimpered and arched my back as my hand slid around between my legs. My moisture ran down my labia, warm, slick and so musky I could smell myself.

  “Oh, yeah.” Steve groaned a little then he got louder and louder until finally he shot his cum in the air.

  I squealed as his seed sprayed then landed on him. I bit my lip and watched as he spread his cum on his cock, wishing his load would have been on my face. My pussy tightened around my fingers and instantly I was in orgasm heaven. My pelvis bucked against my hand and my legs trembled as the warm familiar sensations washed over me. I tried to muffle my cries but I couldn’t resist letting my sounds of pleasure escape me. I practically screamed as my pussy contracted around my fingers. I held them still, deep inside me and savored every twitch of my silky walls.

  Steve panted, his brow glistening with sweat as I slowly removed my fingers from my pussy, and took the slick digits to my lips. I casually ran them over my bottom lip before opening my mouth and sliding them over my tongue. Damn I tasted good and I could tell that Steve wanted a taste but not yet... I got up pulled my dress down and headed to the bathroom to freshen up.

  * * * *

  For the rest of the day, Steve avoided me. If I came in the room he suddenly had to leave. He could barely make eye contact. He had to during dinner, though.

  When Charles got home he made spaghetti and a huge salad. The three of us sat around the table slurping our noodles. There wasn’t much conversation going until Charles asked us what we had done today.

  Steve immediately blushed and put his head down. I had to laugh at him. I couldn’t believe he was acting so shy. I mean the guy had jerked off in front of me. No reason to be shy now.

  “We just hung out together. Had a little brother, sister time.” I said with a giggle.

  “Well good.” Charles said in a fatherly tone. “Your mother and I were afraid you wouldn’t appreciate gaining a brother and a father with such little notice.”

  I giggled again “Oh, I have just recently discovered the joy of having a brother and I hope that spreads to my father too.”

  At that Steve looked up at me, his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open.

  Charles smiled as he looked between Steve and I. “Well that is very nice of you to say, Cindy. I know I am not your real father but I would love it if we could develop some kind of relationship.”

  I smiled big and winked at Steve “That is exactly what I was thinking.” I wrapped my tongue around a noodle as it dangled from my fork and slurped it the rest of the way in my mouth.

  After dinner Steve and I cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher. I bumped into him on purpose and he would look to see if Charles had seen us.

  “Why are you so nervous?”

  “I’m not nervous.” He stated as his eyes darted around.

  “You want to come to my room tonight?” I ran my hand over his ass as I walked behind him.

  “Tonight?” he stammered. “I’m going to a movie with the guys. But...” he continued to stagger silverware in the dishwasher “Yeah, I can do that.”

  “Good.” I bit my bottom lip and ran my hand around to the front of his pants. My hand wandered slowly over his hard on then I lightly patted his bulge. “I can’t wait.”

  * * * *

  So now all I needed was Daddy Dearest to complete my nasty Cindy sandwich.

  As soon as Steve left with his friends, I honed in on Charles.

  I found him watching a movie in the family room. He sat there in a pair of running shorts and a grey tee shirt glued to the television.

  “What are you watching?”

  Charles looked up to see me standing there in a long white tee shirt and little pink panties. He quickly looked away.

  “Umm... I’m not real sure what it is called.” He fumbled with the remote “I was really just channel surfing to be honest.” He said and started pressing the channel up button.

  I sat down beside him and sat cross legged. My shirt barely covering my upper thighs and if he looked close enough he would be able to see my nipples through the thin cotton material.

  We sat watching nothing in particular. I wiggled around on the sofa, drawing his attention. I wanted him to sneak little peaks of my flesh.

  “You want a soda?” I asked and stood up.

  “Umm, sure.”

  I went into the kitchen and got two cans of soda. I placed the cans on my nipples before returning to the room, the icy cold drinks forcing my nipples to quickly stiffen. I stood in front of Charles, nipples nice and pointy “Here ya go.” I smiled as I handed him the can.

  Charles swallowed hard “Th-thanks.” He said and moved into the corner of the couch as he stared at my tits.

  I sat beside him, took a big swig of soda and set it on the end table.

  “May I?” I took the remote from his hand and scanned the channels. “Umm here. I think you will like this show.” I had put it on one of the late night shows. The after dark ones that have just enough sex in them to make you pissed off and think about ordering a pay movie.

  He sat in stunned silence as obviously fake boobs bounced on the screen. Before you knew it she was on all fours on her bed and there was a man behind her. As the moaning started I felt my pussy getting wet. I moved closer to Charles surprised when he didn’t try to move away from me. “My tits are nicer than those fake ones.” I shook my head and rolled my eyes. “Don’t you think so, Daddy?” I turned to him and jut out my chest.


  Charles stared at my chest, his brow furrowed as he struggled with what was going on. “Umm, your breasts are wonderful.” He stammered.

  “Do you want to touch them?” I wiggled a bit for emphasis.

  Charles continued to stare. I could see the anguish on his face. He knew he shouldn’t but he wanted to.

  “It’s okay, I want you to touch them.”

  Charles slowly lifted his hand toward my tit. It trembled as it got closer to my breast.

  My nipples were hard little nubs and I couldn’t wait to get his hands on me so I grabbed his hand and pulled it to me. He gasped as he made contact with the cushy warmth of my titty. My nipple poked his palm and I held his hand firmly to my chest. “See, they are way better when they are real.”

  Charles began to knead my breast and I let my head fall to the side and moaned. He took my other breast in his hand, now firmly gripping both my tits, my pussy ached with lust and I wasn’t sure if I would be able to stop myself from fucking him right then and there.

  I slowly lifted my shirt and Charles moved his hands aside. His eyes focused on my chest, he swallowed hard as my glorious nipples made their first appearance before him. “Oh.” he whispered and his mouth gravitated to my left tit.

  I lifted my shirt over my head, tossed it aside and pulled my step father’s head firmly to me. He took my nipple in his mouth, the other breast he kneaded gently. I felt his teeth lightly graze my erect nub and it sent goose bumps over my flesh and I shuddered. “Oh Daddy, that feels so nice.” I whimpered.

  He grunted and sucked my nipple a little harder.

  I moved my hand down his muscular arm and over to his side where I continued toward his crotch. I was dying to know how big his cock was after seeing Steve’s. He moaned as I groped for his crotch then situated himself so I could easily access it. As I explored his body I was pleasantly surprised to find a cock just as thick if not thicker than his son’s and, from what I was feeling, it was plenty long too.