Dirty, Sexy, Taboo (The Ultimate Collection)

by Andria, Alexx

  Now, before you get all squicky because he’s my step-dad, let’s get this straight, I’d never laid eyes on the man until my mom brought him home a year ago. So, really, he was just a man to me — but what made it ultra hot was that he suffered from some misguided notion that I was hands-off. It was really kinda cute how he tried so diligently to keep his eyes from straying too hard to the places I knew he wanted to taste and feel. Of course, I didn’t make it easy for him. I dressed provocatively — practically waving my tits and ass in his face whenever I had the chance — and found any excuse I could to get him to touch me or vice versa. It’d become a fun, perverse game that he had no idea he was about to lose.

  So when the time finally came, I knew exactly what I wanted.

  I wanted to fuck my step-daddy.

  But I’d have to finesse it. I knew he’d balk if I just came at him like a horny teenager on prom night. I’d have to ease him into my sweet little pussy before he’d give into the desire I saw hiding behind those gorgeous blue eyes.

  And make no mistake about it, the man might’ve hidden behind grandpa cardigans and slacks, but he had a body most guys would kill for. Basically, the only exercise he managed to get in between his intense research jags was a good run early in the morning but it was enough to keep him lean and mean. He ran six miles religiously every morning at 7 a.m. then showered, dressed and went straight into his office to work a 16-hour day. In my opinion, that’s just too much work for one person. He needed a release valve and I was happy to provide one for him.

  Saturday came and just like clockwork, Dr. Tom headed out the door with his earbuds firmly in place and classic rock blasting through his ears.

  When he returned, I was ready for him. Operation: Make Daddy My Bitch was underway.

  I pretended not to notice as he bounded up the stairs to shower and he pretended not to see that I was wearing my favorite booty shorts that barely cleared my ass cheeks and the tightest low-cut T-shirt I owned. The shirt cut across my braless tits and showed my pebbled nipples quite nicely. I knew he’d gotten an eyeful and was likely going to jerk off in the shower. I really liked the thought of him rubbing one out to my image. Turned me on even more than I was already at the thought of seducing my step-dad.

  He finished in the shower and came downstairs, his dark hair still wet, and I popped up to follow him into his office.

  “Daddy, do you have a second?” I asked sweetly. I loved how he tried to school his gaze away from my tits and ass. It was fucking adorable. He had some misperception that I was an innocent girl who’d gotten stuck with an irresponsible mother who rarely gave me a second thought beyond the superficial. No doubt he felt some sort of protective instinct toward me. I didn’t have the heart to tell him that I probably knew more about sex than he could ever imagine. I wanted to show him just how much I knew; I was fairly certain I could teach him a thing or two about the fucky-fucky.

  “Sure, Serena,” he said, smiling with uncertainty. “Problem with your homework?”

  Hardly. I was a straight A student — and not because I’d fucked the academic decathlon team — which I had, but that wasn’t the point. I was just plain smart.

  “I was wondering if you could help me work this kink out of my back,” I said, wincing with feigned distress. “I think I slept on it wrong and now I have this pinch…I just need you to rub it a bit. I can’t quite reach.”

  He seemed caught, unsure of what to do. I lifted my shirt modestly so that my back showed but my tits were still covered. I had to tread cautiously if I wanted this to work. One wrong move and he’d bolt. “Um…sure, I can try,” he said, trying to seem unaffected by the sight of my bare back. I pushed my ass into his lap and arched my spine just slightly. I heard him suck in a tight breath. I knew he was imagining the view if he were giving it to me from behind, maybe with me bent over his desk. Ohh, that would be awesome! I got wet just thinking about it.

  “Everything okay, Daddy?” I asked, glancing over my shoulder to gaze at him with my dark brown eyes. I moved my hot pussy right over his cock and I could feel the bulge growing in his pants. I knew he could see my little flower tattoo in the middle of my back. My little tramp stamp. I blinked and appeared as innocent as possible as I pleaded, “Please, Daddy?”

  He shook himself and tried to focus on my request like a good Daddy. I nearly giggled at how easy this was going to be. His hands spread out across my bare skin with subtle pressure and I moaned in response. “That’s it, Daddy,” I said, encouraging him. “Right there. A little harder.”

  His broad hands should’ve been soft from all the paper pushing he did, but they were firm and rough like that of a construction worker and they gave a delicious abrasion to my smooth skin. “Yes, Daddy,” I moaned again, glancing back at him with a mildly coy expression. I felt his cock straining against my thigh, the heat from his rod warming my pussy through my cotton panties. “What’s wrong?”

  Sweat had broken out along his forehead and I knew I was probably going to hell for what I was putting the poor man through but I didn’t care. I wanted to feel him inside me.

  And I always found a way to get what I wanted.

  “S-serena,” he said, his voice tightening but his hands still touched my body almost reverently. “Such beautiful skin…so silky, so smooth…”

  I saw the window of opportunity crack open and I pushed my way through it. I rubbed my pussy along his cock, making sure he felt the moist heat of my hole through his pants and he groaned as if being tortured. “Stop,” he gasped but he actually thrust toward me, his cock eager to fuck me even if his mind was fighting it.

  “But I don’t want to stop,” I whispered with a soft giggle and quickly turned to straddle him. Within seconds my top was off and my tits were right in his face. My upturned nipples, tight and pebbled, begged for his mouth and his eyes widened as his breathing turned uneven. “Go ahead, Daddy…suck them. You know you want to.”

  “God help me, but I do,” he groaned, his hands reaching up to slowly cup each full breast. I melted into his touch and leaned forward, leading my aching nipples right to his mouth. His tongue came out to tentatively lick my little pink berries and the teasing flick caused me to tremble. “It’s not right…”

  “That’s what makes it so good,” I murmured with a devilish smile, arching my back further. His hands reached up to my shoulder blades and suddenly he’d sucked my entire areola into his hot, greedy mouth, drawing on the flesh as if he was a baby and I was his mama. I let my head fall back with a gasp. “Yessss! Suck my tits, Daddy! Suck them hard!”

  And he did, his head bobbing as he licked and sucked my sensitive little titties until I was writhing in his lap, impatient for more.

  “Ohhhh, God…” he said in a muffled voice against my skin, sliding his hot mouth between the valley of my breasts, moving his hands to fill them with my plump ass. “I can’t get enough of you. You’re all I think of, night and day. I want you so bad, I can’t think straight. At night,” he swallowed as if afraid to continue. I ran my fingers along the ridge of his cock to encourage him. He followed the trace of my finger and almost choked on his own words. “…I touch myself…wishing it was you. I want to do such bad things to you. I want…ohh,” he groaned. “I want to be inside you!”

  His heartfelt confession was like a shot of aphrodisiac and I slid from his lap and slowly pulled my shorts off and tossed them away. His gaze feasted on every inch of me from my long legs, my belly ring, my bare pussy, and the tits he couldn’t wait to get back into his mouth. I had him right where I wanted him. “Take off your clothes, Daddy,” I instructed him softly. “I want your cock in my mouth. Right. Now.”

  He closed his eyes as if still fighting the battle in his head but I knew I’d won. He knew it, too, but he had to at least give resistance a good appearance. I knew he wanted me so badly he was shaking with it. I loved the power I had over him. It was delicious and heady. “Take off your clothes,” I repeated myself firmly.

  His eyes slowly open
ed and his hand went to his fly. “If we do this…there’s no going back,” he said desperately, as if trying to put some sense of reason and logic between us instead of the heated sexual tension.

  I wanted to laugh. I knew the moment my mom had brought him around he was going to be mine. Silly man. It’d only been a matter of time.

  Within seconds, his pants and underwear were off and a beautifully large cock sprang free, bouncing with the motion. He blushed and I knelt before him. I cupped his balls, the silky soft skin sliding beneath my fingertips. He gasped when I bent down and sucked his twins gently into my mouth. I rolled them along my tongue, eliciting a groan from Daddy, then ran my tongue along the seam of his ball sac.

  I dragged my tongue along the head of his cock and he uttered a guttural moan that seemed to come from deep within his gut. Hearing him so into what I was doing really revved my engine. I was already wet and slippery inside my pussy and I ached to feel him fill me up with his fat rod but I knew all good things came to those who waited so I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and using a corkscrew motion worked his pole in tandem with the bobbing of my mouth until he was panting, jerking his hips and trying to shove his entire cock down my throat. I knew I could have him shooting his wad within seconds but I wasn’t about to let him cum so quickly. I wanted to have some more fun!

  I gave him a final lingering suck then lifted my mouth away with a coy smile. “Do you want to taste me, Daddy?”

  He blushed but the glazed look in his eyes was answer enough as he lifted me onto his desk, my ass planted firmly on his paperwork. “I dream about your sweet, tight pussy,” he admitted in a raspy tone as he gazed down at my bare cleft hiding that lovely pleasure button. “I’ve wanted to touch you, feel you since the moment I laid eyes on you but I tried to fight it.” He made a distressed sound but his eyes never left my body. I warmed under his intense scrutiny. Before I could say anything, he buried his face deep in my hot pussy, and my head fell back as his tongue burrowed into my slick sheath, searching for my clit with single-minded focus. The first excited tingle rippled through my body as his tongue sought and found my clit, sucking it into his mouth, flicking it with precision until I was panting and wanting more. He rubbed his face against my skin, abrading the velvet softness with his slight stubble, then plunged his tongue deep in my hole, fucking my pussy with his wet and slippery tongue. “Yessss, Daddy,” I panted, fisting my palms into his thick hair. I wrapped my legs around his neck and he gripped my ass to hold me against his mouth as his jaw worked back and forth with the motion of his tongue. The excitement built and I knew I was getting close. “I’m gonna cum! Don’t stop, Daddy,” I implored in a high-pitched keening wail. Oh God, I was going to cum hard! His tongue was working magic on my clit and pussy. I never imagined it could be this good! Holy fuck me!

  And then I bucked against his mouth as he slurped and sucked my clit until I stiffened and came so thoroughly I thought I might lose my mind. Sweet Jesus…he did it. I opened my eyes and grinned like a cat caught eating the cream. “That was fucking fantastic, Daddy…what else can you do?”

  Clearly, he’d never been given the opportunity to show off his skills before because he actually looked sheepishly confident as he said, “Whatever you want me to.”

  I sat up and turned to the side, giving him an excellent view of my cunt and ass and said, “Well, what are you waiting for then? Stick that bad boy anywhere you want.”

  It was as if I’d given him the key to the candy store. His face lit up with unadulterated lust and I knew I was going to get fucked hard, just the way I like it. And I wasn’t wrong. Daddy grabbed my ass and dragged me off the desk to bend me over. He rubbed my ass cheeks then slid one long finger inside my hot box and I trembled with anticipation. I peered over my shoulder to gaze at his long, chubby cock as it jutted out from a nest of coarse dark hair and I slid my tongue along my bottom lip. “Where you gonna stick it, Daddy?” I asked, teasing. “In my ass or my pussy?”

  His face turned scarlet but his grip on my hips tightened and suddenly his cock nudged at my pussy gates. I arched my back, lifting my ass to give him a better view and easier access. He pushed his fat cock deep inside and I nearly came at the feel of him filling every inch of me. I groaned, rocking against his cock, needing him to fuck me hard. He slammed into me and I groaned louder. Yesssss… “Oh, Daddy….” I moaned, taking every thrust and pushing back for more. “Fuck me harder. Harder!”

  “Oh God, so tight, so wet,” he gasped, pumping against me like a fuck machine. His thrusts were nearly lifting me off the desk and I couldn’t get enough. “So good! God help me but I can’t get enough! I have to have all of you!”

  “Just like that!” I panted, feeling that wild arc of pleasure growing in my body. I was going to cum again! “Yes! Yes! God yes, Daddy! Fuck me!”

  He shouted and jerked his cream into my pussy, filling me up like the good little cum slut I was and suddenly I was right there with him, cumming so hard it was a good thing that I was bent over the desk because I think my legs would’ve buckled. His thrusts turned spastic and then he stumbled back as he withdrew. We were both breathing heavy. My eyes were closed as I milked every last wave of sensation from my humming body. I’d never came so hard, so thoroughly. Daddy had the magic touch.

  Finally, I lifted myself from the desk and rubbed my hipbones where our enthusiastic fucking had created a bruise. Distressed at my injury, Daddy kneeled and pressed a fervent kiss to each spot. I smiled. He could fuck like a beast but deep down he was such a gentleman. I liked that.

  “C’mon, Daddy…let’s get cleaned up for round two,” I said, taking his hand. He started to protest, a look of shame on his face for what we’d done, but I wasn’t about to take no for an answer. I wasn’t finished with him, not by a long shot. “I want to do really dirty things to you,” I said, causing him to swallow his Adam’s apple. “But first, we need to be clean. So in the shower we go!”

  “Serena…”

  I stopped and grabbed his cock, shocking him with my sudden grip. “Daddy…don’t you want to fuck me again? I know you do. And I want you to fuck me again and again and again until we’re both so exhausted we can’t even move. I want you to fuck my ass, my pussy, my mouth…anyplace you can stick that fat cock. And then, I want to stick my tongue up your ass. Have you ever had that done to you?” I asked, getting my answer in his shocked expression. I laughed and tugged gently. “You’re going to love it, Daddy. There’s nothing better than getting your ass rimmed. I’ll even teach you how to do it to me.”

  “You’ve done all these things?” he asked, incredulous as he followed me to his master bathroom. “But you’re so young!”

  “Daddy,” I said, smiling. “When it comes to fucking, I’m older and definitely more experienced than you. But I think it’s super cute that you think otherwise.”

  I knew without having to look that his eyes were glued to my gently swaying ass, and that he was imagining what it might feel like to fuck me there. I chuckled, a shiver of excitement following. When we got to the bathroom, Daddy shocked me when he picked me up and threw me to the bed. The sharp excitement of his sudden take-control attitude had me primed and ready to fuck right that second. He climbed my body and straddled my face, his semi-erect cock slapping me in the cheek. I gasped and gripped his ass cheeks in both palms and sucked that bad boy into my mouth. I could taste myself on his dick and the knowledge turned me on. He moaned and swelled in my mouth, his ass cheeks flexing beneath my palms as he slid his cock in and out. “You’re incredible,” he panted, as he fucked my mouth. His cock hit the back of my throat and his eyes squeezed shut as his tempo increased. “Ohhhh, I’m gonna cum!” he gasped and tried to pull away but I held him to my mouth, sucking harder. He shouted to the ceiling and a hot jet of warm man juice pumped down my throat. Two smaller hot spurts in my mouth and he was spent. He collapsed and rolled away from me, breathing harshly. His arm lay over his eyes as his chest rose and fell like a man who’d just ran
a marathon. I wiped my mouth and popped from the bed to start the shower. “Join me when you’re ready,” I called out, laughing.

  He groaned and said something about me being the death of him and I knew no matter what his conscience was screaming, his lust would drown out.

  And I wasn’t wrong. Two minutes later, he appeared at the shower door, his naked outline through the fogged glass an enticing sight. He was built just the way I liked, lean and wiry with understated muscle.

  He opened the door and stepped inside, a look of wonder and resignation in his expression. I grabbed the soap and lathered it up. I started sliding my soapy hands over his body, loving each contour and hard valley, then dipped down to lather up his cock and balls. His sharp intake of breath was followed by a slow swelling of his rod. “Why Daddy…you’ve got some serious endurance. A few more minutes and you’ll be ready to fuck again. Who knew you were so talented?” I teased, but I deep inside I was thrilled. You see, most men couldn’t keep up with me. I wanted to fuck, fuck, fuck but it seemed not everyone was so insatiable. Except, my step-daddy. When I thought of all the time wasted…ugh. So annoying.

  He took the soap and returned the favor, sliding his soapy hands all over my body, lingering on my tits, pussy and ass. I closed my eyes and simply enjoyed the reverent touch. “Do you like having a cock in your ass?” he asked, curious.

  “I do,” I answered with a grin.

  “It doesn’t hurt?”

  “Not if it’s done right.”

  He frowned. “What if I hurt you because I don’t know what I’m doing?”

  “You won’t because I’m going to teach you.”

  He looked up, his blue eyes darkening with wild, unrestrained lust. “Tell me about the first time,” he said, his tongue snaking out to slid along his lower lip.