My Little Book of Erotic Tales

by Jordan Silver

  My Little Book of Erotic Tales

  by

  Jordan Silver

  Copyright©2013 by Jordan Silver

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  Table of Contents

  MY FATHER’S BOSS

  ANGER

  THE STEP SISTER

  THE HANDMAIDEN

  THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH ME

  THE SURROGATE

  THE ASS WHIPPING

  FORBIDDEN FRUIT

  THE WIFE

  MY LITTLE GIRL

  YOUNG PUSSY, GOOD PUSSY

  MY FATHER’S BOSS

  I feel eyes on me, I don't know where they are, I feel just a little scared, but not too much.

  He comes into the room fully, it's dark in the hallway, I know that hair.

  He eases the door shut and locks it?

  My parents are asleep in the next room we'll try to be quiet but anything can happen.

  It's been this way ever since he took my virginity two days ago; secret meetings, risky fucks.

  He's under the sheet my little eighteen year old pussy in his mouth.He's made me a slave to his tongue, I want it all the time, in fact I want all of him all the time.

  "Uhmmmm."

  "Sshh."

  I can't help it, it's too good.

  He licks, he nibbles, he plunges. The bed is already soaked.

  He slides up and in, my tit in his mouth; arch your back Michelle, that's right, now he's deeper

  Rock your hips Michelle; feel the dick as it moves smoothly in and out of your honey warm pussy.

  Wrap your legs around his ass so you can pound it with your heels like pounding in nails.

  Harder, faster, the bed rocks, maybe the others will hear this time; too far gone, don't care.

  He grinds into my pussy, stabs into my pussy; he fucks my pussy so good.

  Bites on my neck, uh oh, that's going to leave a mark; oh well.

  Bites on my breasts, ravenous sounds coming from you, mewling from me.

  "I'm Cumming on your dick." I squeeze my pussy walls around your hammering cock making you seat and pound faster, harder.

  "So fucking good sweet baby."

  Your finger in my ass tickles.

  "I'll never stop fucking you, you're mine." You growl those words in my ear as you fuck into me so sweet.

  My heart speeds up, my eyes cross.

  Fuck, fuck, pound, pound, you’re cumming in my pussy, I'm cumming too again.

  We share a long tongue sharing, spit swapping, nasty as fuck kiss.

  You're still hard, I want more.

  You place one leg on your shoulder, one at your hip; good thing pussy is wet, this angle might've hurt otherwise.

  You came again, huh, didn't know that was possible.

  I tip toe into the bathroom to clean up and you follow; you want to feast again you're not satisfied, you never are.

  With one leg on the sink you eat it from behind; toe tingling pussy eating, I’m done.

  “Get dressed.” I don’t question, I just do as I’m told, I’d follow you anywhere at this point; you on me.

  "Let's go."

  I follow you quietly down the stairs as you hold my hand to lead me.

  There's a note, what does it say, oh there's two, my heart picks up speed; what does it mean?

  There's no time to investigate; out the door and into the car, down the driveway and gone.

  The sun is shining in my eyes, it's tomorrow.

  There's a rock on my finger and a smile in my heart.

  "I left a note for your parents and one for Nadine." You lean over me as I feel your morning goodness rubbing against my thigh.

  Oh, I would love to see her face, snooty bitch.

  "You're never going back."

  I look into your wonderful eyes to read the truth there.

  Thank you, thank you, thank you.

  Now I'm the one under the sheet, the one giving pleasure in thanks for saving me.

  You're hard and long and so stiff, just how I want you, reverse cowgirl this morning I think, yes play with my ass hole.

  "So good." I bite into my lip until I remember, there's no need to be quiet, I can scream if I want.

  I've covered you in pussy juice, I like the sound it makes as I ride your magnificent cock like a pro, my dick now, I won, but how?

  How did I get my father's thirty three year old boss to fall in love with me, leave the gorgeous supermodel girlfriend and run me off to Vegas for a quickie wedding?

  happened when he came to stay.

  He was in town on business and dad, in his bid to impress had offered him and his guest a room with us instead of a hotel.

  We had lots of room in the five bedroom house where I existed.

  He saw from the first day how I was neglected, though I smiled to hide my plight. No one else had ever noticed before. We talked, we laughed, and the supermodel grew suspicious.

  There were fights, I overheard, though hushed they were. It gave me hope, my daydreams grew more......colorful I wanted him, he would take me away; these were my daydreams one day after we met. He was just so handsome and strong and kind. If only.

  Now, yes, it is so, I'm free.

  "Hands."I lean back, giving him my hands as he brings me back to the present with his commanding voice.

  Slap, slap, slap, our bodies come together you fucks so good?

  My little bony body swallows your python dick, it's almost perverse.

  "Fuck me from behind." I say the words even as I blush.

  You set us up in position; I grip the sheets in tight fists.

  "Yes Shane yes, yes, yes." I scream out my pleasure as you do me nice and hard and deep.

  It's almost too much but I can handle it, I love the pain, hurts so good.

  I cover your cock in juice as you empty your seed inside me.

  "I'm going to spoil the fuck out of you wife."

  ANGER

  "What, the, fuck, are you fucking shitting me?"

  I was pulling Damien Carter out of the tent by his neck before I was through screaming.

  "Donovan.....!"

  "Stay your ass in there you cheating bitch, I'll deal with you when I'm done with this piece of shit."

  "Dude, get off me, it's not what you think."

  "Not what I think, I didn't just find you cuddled up to my wife in a fucking sleeping bag?"

  I plowed my hand into his face, over and over again.

  The snow was falling around me, the mountain was cold as a witch's tit, nothing but snow for miles, but I didn't see white, all I saw was red.

  Let me back up before you think I'm a fucking cave man or some shit.

  I sent my wife ahead with her supposed childhood friend, a friend she swore to me time and again even when I was suspicious, that he meant nothing to her, that they'd never been anything like that between them.

  She needed to study some shit up here for her classes at the university, don't ask me what the fuck.

  My shift at the hospital didn't end in time so she asked me if it was okay that she came up with him until I could get here, I said yes against my better judgment and now this.

  I felt hands pulling at me through my haze.

  "Donovan you're killing him."

  "That's the idea bitch, you're next."
/>   "Get off...." I tried pushing her away.

  "No, you'll go to jail."

  I finally took a look at my handy work; Mr. Smooth wasn't looking so hot now, poaching fuck.

  His face was a mess, both eyes swollen shut, his nose wasn't just broken, I smashed it to fuck, good luck finding bones to mend back together asshole.

  She's crying and trying to pull me away.

  "I was cold Donovan, that's all, really really cold, he was just trying to share his body heat, we didn't do anything wrong I swear."

  "It's called a blanket bitch, next time use one, not that I give a fuck, we're through."

  It's been three months since I left her on that mountain with his almost dead ass, you'd think as a doctor I would seek to get him some help......nope, fuck that, he put hands on what's mine, I hoped the fucker drowned in his own blood.

  As for her, I kicked her ass out of my house.

  "Don, you might wanna hear this."

  "What is it now Caleb?"

  Caleb Golden, my fellow doctor and brother in law was on a mission to get me and the whore back together, he was blowing into the wind though, I know what I saw, her wrapped up in his arms, his body practically covering hers.

  I heard he had healed somewhat, but he'll never be the same, that'll teach him to fuck with another man's wife.

  She'd moved back in with her father, who had tried in the beginning to get me to see reason, but no dice, I'd told him in no uncertain terms what I had seen, he ought to sympathize, his ex wife the bitch's mother was a cheating skank too, maybe it was in the blood.

  "Lisa's pregnant...."

  My blood ran cold, she let him...........?

  I jumped up from my chair, she was still my fucking wife, what the fuck, was she trying to get me to kill her?

  "Donovan the kid is yours, don't do anything stupid."

  Mine, huh?

  "How far along is she?"

  "Four months, what're you going to do?"

  There's only one thing to do, I pulled my phone off my hip as I headed for the door, I needed an extra long lunch and a favor.

  I called up Greta, a friend who was a doctor in the next town over and could do what I needed.

  Checking my watch I knew Lisa should be in class at this time, whores needed an education too.

  I drove like a bat outta hell to the university, what the fuck Donovan; you don't know her schedule anymore.

  No problem, I went to the office.

  Good, she still had me down as next of kin; she's in lab right now.

  I walked through the maze that was every college campus until I found what I was looking for.

  She was in the middle of the room, center aisle looking over something in a Petri dish with some pimple faced dick next to her.

  I didn't even acknowledge the professor, just walked over to her and grabbed her hand.

  "Get your shit."

  She drew in a deep breath and looked at me with her sad eyes, whatever.

  "Sir, excuse me you can't disrupt......"

  I pointed at myself "Husband." Then I pointed at her, "Wife......private."

  I was probably embarrassing the fuck out of her, but ask me if I gave a fuck, nope, stopped doing that shit up on that mountain.

  Okay that wasn't necessarily true, but I refused to acknowledge the fact that I missed the fuck outta her.

  The only reason I left her at her father's house this long was because she wasn't hanging around Jacob, if she had I would've dragged her ass home a long time ago, but I guess her dad had talked some sense into her, saved both their lives.

  Just because I didn't want her didn't mean I wanted him to have her, fuck that shit, that ring that she still wore on her finger said she belonged to me.

  If I wanted to put her ass on the shelf for the next two years then that's what the fuck I would do, but now there was a kid involved, I'll know soon enough if it was mine, then we'll see.

  "Where're we going?"

  "Did I say you could talk?"

  I didn't even look at her, from what little I had seen in the lab, she looked like shit, all pale and drawn. Early pregnancy would do that to you.

  She was tense as a board all the way back to town, probably thought I was taking her somewhere to kill her and bury the body. It's what she deserved, cheating bitch.

  I dragged her ass into the building and led her to Greta's office, she looked at me quizzically, I didn't have to give her any explanations, she was my property, fuck you, that's just the way it is, you don't like the way I think, I don't give a flying fuck.

  When Greta was done with her I had a dilemma, should I take her home with me or back to her dad’s. Obviously if the results of the paternity test I had just forced on her came back showing the kid was mine she would have to come home, and if it was Carter’s, she was fucking dead; they both were.

  Better keep her here then.

  Greta rushed that shit through, thank God, I was going crazy.

  So it was mine, she'd spent the last week or so trying to convince me of that and the fact that they were innocent in that tent.

  I'd mushed her fucking face the first time she brought up the tent, she was a tenacious little thing, I'd forgotten that about her.

  When she wasn't trying to convince me she was railing at me about going back to her dad's, like now.

  "You don't want me here, I might as well go."

  "Try it bitch."

  "Stop calling me that, and since when did you become so foul mouthed anyway?"

  "Since I saw the innocent girl I married all but fucking another guy on a mountain top."

  "You're such an ass you know that......"

  I was on her before the words were dry on her tongue, who the fuck was she talking to?

  Donovan what the fuck are you doing? I think my subconscious self had had enough.

  Fuck if I know, I just know that being with her the last couple days, smelling her scent, seeing that ass of hers that had hooked me from the beginning, had finally caught up with me.

  She's still my wife, I can fuck her if I want to, and that's just what I'm gonna do.

  "Donovan...."

  "Don't say another fucking word."

  I stripped her right there in the breakfast nook, windows all around, good thing the backyard went on forever and there were no neighbors to look out for.

  The housekeeper wasn't here today, no one to interrupt.

  I bent her over the table and fucked the shit out of her, there was nothing tender about it, nothing kind and loving, not the way I had always been before.

  I fucked her pussy deep and raw, all the pent up anger and frustration seemed to be in the thrust of my hips.

  "Open your fucking legs."

  I slapped her ass hard to get her to obey, she spread and I felt her juices running down. Good.

  I sawed in and out of her pussy as I pulled back on her hips.

  "You go anywhere near that mother fucker again I'll kill you, you hear me.....answer me dammit."

  "Yes.....yes. I hear you."

  I pulled her hair roughly, I still wanted to hurt her; the only thing stopping me was the baby in her womb.

  I turned her over and laid her on the table; it had been way too long since I ate my pussy.

  I licked and sucked her without mercy, I knew how sensitive she was to my tongue but I didn't care. I finger fucked her ass as I buried my tongue in her opening.

  "Donovan, oh....oh, I can’t, I can't."

  Yeah you can bitch.

  When I was satisfied with her pussy I climbed from between her legs and pulled her from the table by her hair.

  "Kneel."

  She knelt before me, she knew what to do.

  She swallowed my dick just the way I liked, head bobbing back and forth as she licked and sucked on my meat.

  My cock was straight and stiff, there was three months worth of fucking in there, I was gonna use every last ounce of it in one go.

  I pulled her hair to get her off my dick.
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  Back on the table, missionary style this time. I wanted to look into her eyes while I violated her.

  No preamble I just drove the dick in deep. She screeched, I plunged, over and over. I had her ankles around my neck holding tight to them with my hands.

  Her pussy was foaming, my dick was covered, it was gonna be a long time before I was satisfied.

  I fucked her to a ne'er thee well, I'm not even sure she came, who cares.

  She cried through the whole thing, I didn't care; at least that's what I told myself.

  I pulled out and left her draped across the table and started to walk out of the room.

  She threw a cup and saucer at my fucking head.

  "You bastard Donovan; I want a divorce."

  "No."

  "You can't stop me, in this country I can file for a divorce if I want to."

  "I'll contest it, win and then beat your ass for the embarrassment the way I should've three months ago."

  "For the last time you fuck wit, nothing happened, if you would stop and think you would see how stupid you're being."

  "Yeah, enlighten me, tell me how my eyes deceived me, how I didn't see him draped all over you."

  "Donovan, we were fully clothed, when you pulled him out of the tent did you stop to notice that, or that I was also for that matter? Did you notice that my lips were blue, do you know how long I laid there freezing to death with him pleading with me to let him help before I finally gave in, and do you know why I gave in Donovan? This."

  She pointed to her stomach where my child laid.

  "I suspected even then that I was pregnant, I waited and waited for you to get there, but the longer you took the more danger we were in so I took a chance, and look what happened.

  Do you really think we would've done that knowing you were on your way and could show up any minute?"

  Okay what she was saying made sense, how come it didn't three months ago?

  Because you're a hot headed asshole.

  Shut the fuck up.

  Just saying.

  Now she was slapping my chest and screaming at me, hormonal bitch.

  "Why won't you believe me?" Slap slap punch, damn she hit like a girl.

  "I believe you."