Extra Taboo - a Collection of Taboo Adult Erotic Stories for Women: Erotica for Women, by Women

by Meredith McClain

  “Is this something you’ve always wanted to say?” James lifted a finger and gently brushed her cheeks. The question brought Sarah to a standstill. She thought about it several times before and she did have to admit that for a very long time she did feel like their nights, as great as the sex was, seemed to always lack something that she could not describe. It was something she only felt when James was rougher with her.

  Sarah bit his neck, softly and with a hint of seduction, before she answered, “Yes. Fuck me like a slut.” What the hell am I saying? I can’t believe I just blurted that out. Sarah felt her cheeks blush rosy red as shame and excitement flooded her senses. What would he say now?

  “I’ll work it out,” he said. “Go to sleep, babe. I got some ideas for you to think about.” And that was that. There was no hint of anger or anticipation in his tone or his choice of words. There was only the assurance that something was in store for her.

  James didn’t say a thing afterwards. Sarah didn’t ask either. She would just trust in his answer. She wasn’t even sure if he got the message. She wasn’t sure if he truly understood or if he took it in some other way. Whatever was about to unfold wasn’t going to be stopped at this point. The wheels had turned and she already brought the issue up.

  It was a bit surprising the way James handled it. All he did was ask if she liked it and that was it. There was no level of surprise; there was neither hint of disappointment nor excitement. She didn’t feel whether he wanted it or if he didn’t. Sarah shrugged the thoughts off. She wrapped her legs around his, with her soaked vagina pushed against his skin, and closed her eyes.

  It did not take too long for her to drift off to sleep. The night was cold and she slept well. Her body was exhausted and her mind drifted on the verge of pleasure and excitement. Her imagination swirled in the depths of her head and she dreamt of James taking advantage of her, using her and making her feel like an obedient little slut the way she had desired. If in her waking thoughts she was unsure, there was no such doubt in her sleep. In her dreams she was a slut, a girl he could use and fuck as roughly as he pleased whenever and wherever he wanted.

  When she awoke, she realized that she was soaked. Her pussy was moist and there were dry, sticky spots that flowed down her thighs. Without a doubt she had cum in the middle of the night, during her reverie and dreams. Luckily, James was still asleep. She slid out of bed, took a shower, and cleaned up. When she was done, she put on her favorite violet silk nightgown and got to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

  As she cooked she began to wonder what James really had in mind and what he took of their quick discussion the night before. Was he being serious or was this all just a jest against her wills? James did have a habit of playing silly pranks every now and then. But this wasn’t about setting her up to get smash-face drunk or to dress in something only he could make her get into. It was about changing the very dynamics of their sexual activities.

  Eggs, mashed potatoes, and bacon: the staples of his everyday meals. Sarah laid out the table, prepared his coffee, and went back to the bedroom to wake him up. James worked as a graphic designer for a new company in the city so he had to make good use of the little time they had during their mornings and evenings. That meant she had to get breakfast done right or he’d storm out in a rush to make it to the nearest fast food chain. She had to avoid that. She wanted to know what he had in mind for her.

  Luckily for her, James liked his breakfast. They sat at the kitchen table and for a while they talked about their plans for Christmas. Sarah’s parents were out of state and James’ family went to Europe for a holiday trip, leaving them entirely to themselves for the holidays. Sarah wanted to ask about his plans for the night but she didn’t want to look like a lust-hungry whore.

  James did notice her eagerness. Right before he left he pulled her in and planted a kiss on her lips. It was a deep kiss, rough and commanding. She could feel his strength with the way he pressed his lips against hers.

  “There’s a gift in the bedroom waiting for you,” he told her. “Look into it while I’m gone. Expect more when I’m back.”

  He didn’t say anything else. She didn’t have to ask for more. The instructions were simple. She gave him a soft kiss to the cheeks and watched as he got into the car and drove away for work. Instead of immediately rushing to the bedroom she waited and watched at the doorway until she saw the car vanish far off into the horizon. When he was gone she locked the door and slowly made her way back to the bedroom, wary of what she would find waiting for her.

  What she found was more than she could ever dream of.

  On the bed was a complete set of lingerie but it was definitely not the typical sort of lingerie she normally found in stores at the mall. This set was far more revealing. It was a black corset with white laces and a lace spaghetti strap at its back. There was no covering for her loins – it would leave her pussy well exposed. The corset had a pair of suspenders that lead down to knee-high stockings, also completely black with white lacings.

  There was no need for any instructions. Without a moment’s notice she stripped herself of the nightgown and put on the clothes her boyfriend had laid out for her. The corset was very tight and it slightly constricted her breathing. She did like how it pushed her breasts up, making them seem much larger than they really were. To get into the mood, she tied her butter-blonde hair in twin pigtails and then stood in front of the mirror.

  Her breasts were pushed up, her pussy and ass were exposed, and the tight lacing allowed her figure and curves to truly stand out. She wasn’t the sexiest girl in the world but she did have good hips and a tight body that any man would want to fuck.

  That was when she noticed the other gift waiting for her. James left more than just a sexy dress for her. Beside their television was a USB flash drive. She turned the TV on, inserted the flash drive into the USB port, and waited for the TV to read the contents of the drive. After a few seconds, she saw there was only one file. It was a video file. Sure that there was nothing else James wanted for her to see, she sat on the bed, took the remote, and played the video.

  She heard the moan before she saw the clip. Oh my God, she thought as the video started to play. Fuck me. Sarah’s eyes were glued to the television as she watched a girl about her age, twenty-four or so, slam her face down on a large man’s cock. It was a monstrous cock, a size too large to be even remotely realistic outside the world of pornography.

  There was nothing sweet or romantic about the way she sucked on the man’s meat. The guy simply grabbed her head and slammed her down to choke on his rod. She drooled and slobbered over him, her gag reflex choking her whenever he would push her down too far. Sarah marveled at how she could take such a large piece of meat in her throat without puking or crying. Engrossed with what she saw, Sarah didn’t notice she had already snuggled up to the middle of the bed, with pillows at her back for her to lean on.

  Then Sarah saw what she had always loved. The man in the video gave the girl a slap to the face before he pushed her to the floor on her knees. Obediently, the girl raised her ass and the man gave it several solid slaps. Her ass swelled red and the man didn’t stop until the girl howled in pain.

  When he was ready, he positioned himself behind her and penetrated her from behind. This wasn’t any regular dog-style position however – he yanked on her hair to force her mouth open and when he was ready to cum inside her he wrapped his hands around her neck.

  Sarah loved it. She wanted it. She wanted more. For the rest of the day Sarah didn’t do much but continue to watch the video James had left her. Sarah was always one to get wet easily and reaching a climax was never hard for her. Watching the video while her imagination played out what could happen with James around was more than enough stimuli to get her drenched in her own juices.

  Before long the bedroom began to flaunt the aroma of people in heat. It was that consistent smell of rancid sex that permeated the room and it drove her crazy. It only raised her libido to the breaking point.

She wanted to fuck and she wanted it now.

  Lucky for her James did not take long at work. He never stayed too late at the office. When the door opened and James walked in, Sarah stood at the hallway in the lingerie he had given her. She stood with her legs wide apart, fully exposing herself to him. James liked what he saw.

  “Come here,” he told her as he shut the door. “Let me see.”

  Sarah’s face flushed red with embarrassment but she walked towards him nonetheless. When she got to him, he motioned for her to turn around so she did. Suddenly she felt his hand slap her ass cheeks the moment he laid eyes on them. Surprised, she shouted in pain but also in pleasure. Without further instructions she bended forward to allow her ass to stick out more and James gave it another slap.

  “So you do like it, huh?” he asked her. Sarah didn’t answer. She only gave a nod back. James pushed his fingers between her legs and gave her pussy a flick of his thumb. She moaned aloud as James continued to test his girlfriend’s inner desire to be his bedroom slut.

  “We’ve always had a good time in the bedroom but I only suspected that you wanted to go for something more hardcore.”

  Is that the actual term, ‘hardcore’? I need to watch porn more often, I feel like an uneducated, naïve idiot. Sarah nodded again and pushed her body closer to him, allowing his fingers to dig into her pussy. I hope this doesn’t end here in the hallway. I didn’t get dressed like a whore just to let him finger-fuck me out here. Sarah moaned louder, hoping she would get him more excited.

  It worked.

  “Honey,” he whispered into her ear. “I love you.”

  “I love you, too,” she answered, unaware of where this might take her.

  James suddenly yanked on her hair and gave her breasts a tight squeeze that made her yelp in surprise, “I love you but tonight you’re my bitch to fuck in every way possible. You wanted this, you got it.” That was all he said and it was all that Sarah wanted to hear.

  They headed back to the bedroom and the very moment that they walked in James immediately noticed the ranking stench of her orgasms. The bed sheet was soaked in several spots and the laptop was still on. Sarah had been browsing for additional hardcore videos to watch and she didn’t bother to turn it off when she heard James come home. All of this brought a smile to her boyfriend’s face.

  “To be honest,” James said as he set his things aside, “I’ve always wanted to give you a rougher night. I was just never sure if you were into it.”

  Sarah climbed onto the bed. Then give me the roughest night we’ve ever had. Fuck me baby. Fuck me right now. She got on all fours then wiggled her hips, signaling him to come and fuck her from behind. Yet that was the sweet way of doing things. James had no intention of being sweet tonight. He was going to use her like a cheap whore the way she always wanted him to and that meant taking things to the next level. Instead of grabbing onto her hips he took his belt and suddenly whipped her.

  The sting made Sarah howl in pain. She didn’t expect him to do something like that. Her head sunk into the sheets but he grabbed her by the hair and yanked hard, forcing her mouth to gape wide open. He whipped her again and this time her scream came out louder than before. Tears started to form in the corner of her eyes. As Sarah moaned James pushed her forward and she buried her face in a pillow.

  Fuck, she thought. This hurts but God I love it. Fuck me, use me!

  James climbed onto the bed and moved to kneel in front of her. He yanked her head up and looked into her eyes. For a moment she felt compassion. There was a tingling feeling that swirled in her chest and for that quick second she felt secure. Then it all vanished the next second when she received the slap. Sarah felt his heavy hands lay retribution on her face. His slap was quick but it was sudden and it caught her off guard.

  She could smell the stench of a man in heat. When she turned back to face him she only saw his cock dangling out of his open pants. With his fingers he pried her mouth open and shoved his meat deep into her mouth. Unlike their usual sessions however, he was no longer considerate or patient with the way she took him. This time, he slammed his rod as deep as possible. When the tip of his cock reached the far end of her mouth, James gave her one more look in the eye before he plunged himself into her throat.

  Sarah felt the entire world come to a halt. Her throat constricted when she felt him dive in deeper than he had ever tried before but the constrictions only turned her boyfriend on even further. Several times she felt her gag reflex try to shove him out of the way but there was no escape – his hands pressed down upon her head and soon all she could understand was the pounding in her mouth and throat. She heard nothing, saw nothing, and felt nothing but his cock ramming into her throat, choking her with every thrust.

  Then she felt the world come back to her. James slid his cock out and for a brief moment she could breathe. For a quick moment she could open her eyes and all she saw was the burning passion in James’ eyes as he stared down at her like a predator with its meal. Then the moment was gone and he was back in her throat.

  She drooled over his meat and saliva dripped down her chin. When he was close to releasing his seed James grabbed her head and plowed into her faster and deeper than before. However, right when she was sure he was going to cum, James halted and pulled out. He instead slapped her face with his cock and covered her face with pre-cum.

  I feel so dirty. This is humiliating beyond belief. Sarah’s thoughts were that of shame and humiliation yet her body spoke of pleasure. She hadn’t noticed but her hands already found their way between her legs, her fingers buried within the lips of her soaked pussy.

  James wasn’t going to let her have that pleasure just yet though. He moved out of the way and forced her to lie down on her back. Sarah dutifully obeyed his orders with no complaint. I’m your obedient fuck toy. Those were the only thoughts in her head as she bit down on her lip, teasing him with her seductive smile.

  Sarah assumed he was going to fuck her in the missionary position. It was a disappointing take since it was the most mundane position they could have sex in but James did have more surprises coming her way. He spread her legs just wide enough so he could penetrate inside. It was such a good start. Too bad it’s ending in this position. What the hell –

  Her thoughts were caught off when he gave her breasts a tight, sudden squeeze in order to get her attention.

  “Raise your legs, bitch,” he commanded.

  Yes, I’m your little bitch. Happy with the fact they were doing something else, Sarah raised her legs as high as she could. James took hold and cradled her legs on his shoulders. This forced her pussy to squeeze his cock even tighter. There was a slight level of pain for her but it didn’t matter – all she wanted was to obey and be whatever he wanted her to be.

  Arrows pierced her flesh and her entire body shook with the weight of his penetration. With her legs hoisted on his shoulders she felt the very thickness of his cock as it pushed in deeper and deeper. She felt its head forcing its way through her cervix, ripping her apart like a sea divided.

  Emotions swirled in her head and she drowned in the ecstasy of the moment. She was helpless in this position but it was this very feeling that she desired most. In this position she could feel his entire cock delve deep, burning her skin and inner flesh like melted butter.

  James wasn’t even halfway done, though. When he had gone through her cervix and was able to push his cock in as far as he could, he slid out and flipped her over. Now it was time to release and completely humiliate Sarah to the point of no return.

  Fuck, Sarah told herself. Use me baby. I want it, I want it now! She raised her hips, just the way she saw the woman do it in the video. James plunged his fingers into her pussy and played with her lips, soaked and dripping as they were. The feeling drowned her in lust and Sarah moaned louder than she ever had.

  She wanted to keep her face down on the bed but James yanked on her hair, again keeping her mouth open. This time though, he wasn’t going to stuff his cock in her throat. This time, he was going to fuck her like a slut and that sent chills up Sarah’s spine.

  Without warning, without any moment to prepare, she felt his cock squeeze between her ass cheeks and then down to the very folds of her cunt. The tip of his rod poked through and before she could catch her breath she felt him dive deep into her, ripping her flesh as violently and rapidly as he could. She screamed but she heard no sound. She moaned in pleasure but she felt nothing but her own submissiveness to his will.

  James yanked even harder, using her hair as leverage to push himself deeper and faster. His rhythm started to beat faster and he forced himself into her with a raging speed that she had never felt before. He was never this fast, never this violent with the way he thrust into her. His penetrations began to shake her entire body.

  She was drunk on the very way he fucked her. She could no longer feel the slaps on her ass or the sudden pull on her hair. She could no longer feel the painful grips on her hips or the way he would speed up his thrusts. There was nothing but the sensation of being no more than a fuck toy, a slut in his arms. She was just a piece of meat that he could use and abuse to spill his seed and fulfill his own satisfaction. Everything was a myriad of colors that blinded her very senses and all she could comprehend was that he was taking complete advantage of her. The best part was that she wanted all of this. She loved it.

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