Daddy's HUGE TABOO collection (20 books from Horny House Series)

by Adrian Amos

  I giggle, his hands tickling me but also sparking pleasure in my core. I feel almost scared, unsure of how to push the situation. I don't want to do something that's too much and scare him away. Yeah, I might be straddling him, but I feel like I'm frozen on his lap, not quite willing to go all the way. I feel like a stupid little girl who doesn't have enough experience in these kinds of things.

  I bite my lip and avoid daddy's eyes. I don't want him to know that I don't have any sort of real plan. I want to kiss him, I even stare at his lips, but I can't get myself to make my move.

  But daddy, the man he is, doesn't wait on me to do anything. His hands squeeze my sides and pull me in, bringing my mouth to him, making me do what I was so scared of doing in the first place.

  I moan immediately upon daddy's soft lips touching mine. His mouth massages mine, the scent of him entering through me and filling my lungs.

  I look into his green eyes, basking in his adoration. “Daddy...” I croak, struggling with that single word out of my mouth.

  But, this time, daddy shushes me, his large fingers brushing over my lips and caressing my cheek. “No talking, babygirl.”

  I nod, biting my lip, holding in all the emotion I wish I could give to him.

  He pulls me in, placing his mouth on my neck. I turn away from him, and daddy's lips and teeth meet my straining body. He kisses and bites me, making his way around my neck, up to my jawline, biting it lightly, grunting with passion as he pretends to rip into me. Again, his lips meet mine, and I'm taken by daddy's tender mouth and powerful grip.

  The surge of daddy's masculinity fires me up and my hips start unconsciously sliding back and forth. I hold onto daddy's shoulders as he tastes my neck, bucking my hips along his legs, grinding my pussy against him. Every so often, my slit grazes his cock through his shorts, feeling it grow thicker and larger with each pass.

  “There you go, baby,” daddy says, seizing my hips and watching me hump him, “That's a good girl.”

  Not able to moan effectively, to release all this pent up arousal, I instead feel everything else driving my body on: from the heat in my chest to the tingling of my thighs to the swelling of my cunt. I hug daddy hard, grinding him forcefully, wanting my pussy to explode so badly.

  “Fuck, babygirl,” daddy moans, rolling his head back and gritting his teeth.

  Daddy picks me up with one arm and lifts us both from the chair. He spins around, placing me down gently on the seat. I lie back, blushing as daddy removes his shirt, his muscular body tantalizing in its taut strain.

  Daddy reaches down and quickly slides the straps of my nightie down my shoulders, almost yanking them down in a fury, exposing my tits over my gown. He takes both of my nipples between his fingertips and gives them a rough squeeze, making my back tighten at the sudden pulse of pleasure through my sensitive flesh.

  My moan is more guttural than anything, escaping from deep down through clenched mouth and throat.

  When daddy takes my buds in his mouth, the warmth of his saliva, the gliding of his tongue, make them stand hard at attention. He crushes my flesh in his large hands, molding my tits to whatever shape he desires.

  “These tits are so good, babygirl. Daddy loves playing with them so fucking much.”

  I smile, consumed not only by my own lust, but by daddy's lust, his adoration of everything his little girl is giving him pushing him into an animal state. He's a man possessed, tasting my flesh as if he'd never eaten in his life up to this point.

  I want to tell him how much I've always wanted his mouth on me, how I've always longed for his kisses on my body, and how I pined for his hands to touch me all over. I reach down and pat my pussy through my panties, feeling the juices well to the surface and dampen the fabric. I slap it, the sticky slosh as much a turn on as the light swat to my clit.

  “You want me to play with this, too, huh, babygirl?” Daddy's hand slides over mine, and as I move it out of the way, his fingers press into my slit, making me silently squirm.

  “You like that?”

  I nod, barely able to keep my eyes open from the bliss, but still looking daddy in the eye to show him just how much I fucking love it.

  Daddy holds my thighs to each side, coming in close to my soaked panties. He places a gentle kiss right on my clit through the sheer fabric, but then starts to kiss around my nethers. He softly kisses the inside of my thighs, each time making a sloppy puckering sound as he relishes his duty. He kisses the crease of my thigh, shifts my panties slightly and kisses the flesh around my lips, kisses my mound, slowly moving closer to my inner pink.

  He pulls my underwear to the side, the glistening of my pussy obvious even from up here. He spreads me just enough for his lips to land directly on my clit, taking his time to give it one good, long kiss, the resulting vibration of his puckered sound sending waves through me.

  Daddy moves his hands under my butt, pulling at my panties and removing them from me completely. When my legs come back down, I spread them open wide, giving daddy the whole naked look of my shining forbidden flesh.

  The smirk across his lips is precious, a devilish joy in his features overtaking him.

  “I'm going to make you come good, babygirl. I think you deserve it.”

  I blush, wanting to fight daddy's crude comments, but without the power of my voice, there's nothing I can do to stop the man. He kneels back down into me, and without my interference, his lips fall directly on my clit. I'm embarrassed by daddy's words, but his mouth on me makes me change my mind completely.

  I want daddy to ravish me however he wants!

  He sucks and pulls gently, massaging my clit between his lips as his tongue slides down my moist slit, tasting my pussy down and then up, before kissing me on the clit once more. Each deep kiss is traded with a small peck, alternating how daddy presses on my little pleasure button.

  And then daddy takes it in and sucks on it continuously, moving it in his mouth as he flicks his tongue over it. I grab onto his head, the pressure so immense I feel like I'm going to explode. But just before I do, daddy relents, moving his lips to my outside flesh, kissing me and shifting the sharp stabs to delicate tingles.

  My back spasms slightly as I start to come down from my intense feelings. Just as I feel like all that pressure has gone away, daddy takes my clit in his mouth again, sucking on it just like before, driving the intensity to skyrocket once more.

  He teases me once again, removing his mouth when I think I'm never going to come down again. I growl, my body wanting whatever daddy's doing to me more than anything.

  Daddy jumps back in, this time preventing my body from coming completely down from the ledge. It takes only a few good motions between his lips for my body to cave and soar past the moment of no return.

  “Daddy...” I croak out, my hips bucking as I hold onto the back of his head. I struggle to contain my moans, not wanting to strain my throat anymore. But I can't help it, the explosion of pleasure ripping through me and ejecting the sounds of my orgasm through my unwilling mouth. My arms shake, my pussy and thighs quiver, and my head rolls back over the chair.

  Daddy seizes on my clit, absorbing my orgasm through his mouth, drinking my fluids as I come in his mouth. He lets go, letting my body flow as it wants to. But he studies my slit as it opens and closes, grasping for the cock it wants so bad.

  Daddy stands up as my orgasm begins to recede. He undoes the button and zipper of his shorts, dropping them and his boxers to the floor. His cock springs from its enclosure, thick and hard, ready to penetrate his babygirl. I try to study his stiffness, but I can barely focus as my body still shivers from the powerful orgasm I just had.

  I can barely keep my eyes open, but I can feel daddy maneuver in front of me, placing my knees on his shoulders as he stoops in front of me. His cock glides along my slit, bathing in my juices as he slicks himself up.

  And then he pulls his cock down, pushing it in slowly. His thick cock spreads my pussy open, making me gasp at the presence of his massive member.
It's so fucking hard! I've never felt anything like it, something that feels like it's trying to invade me and break me apart. It doesn't help that I'm incredibly sensitive from the biggest orgasm I've ever had.

  I grab daddy's arm, biting my lip as I brace against daddy's huge dick. When it finally makes its way all the way in, I release my grip, letting the feeling of being whole take over.

  “You want this dick, don't you, babygirl?”

  I nod. I've wanted daddy inside me for so long, it's almost painful the level of excitement blazing through me.

  “Daddy's gonna fuck you good.”

  With that, daddy's strong hips pull back and reinsert, his dick sliding in easily, coated in my arousal. I moan, crumpled up in the chair as daddy leans in and fucks his little lady.

  I hold onto the back of the chair as daddy slams into me, the wood of the legs creaking as the chair shifts on the carpet. His powerful hips bang into me, driving the force of his long cock to the back of my cunt.

  Daddy seems to struggle with the position somewhat, having to bend awfully low to fuck me, so daddy helps me up and turns me around, guiding my legs one by one so that I'm now kneeling on the chair.

  Facing the back of the chair, I grab ahold of the backboard as daddy lifts up my nightgown, laying bare my ass and cunt.

  He pushes my ass down slightly until I'm the right height for him. And then with one easy motion, daddy sticks his cock into me up to the hilt. He grunts as his cock is fully enveloped by my tight pussy, pushed up inside me from a low angle.

  “Much better,” he moans, slowly splitting my lips as he pulls out. I can feel my tight cunt squeezing on daddy as he nearly leaves me, only for him to cram his cock back in, feeding me everything a daddy's girl could have ever wanted.

  Our hips crash as I steady myself on the small chair. Unable to move, almost frozen to the seat in my confined position, daddy has his way with my body, running his hand up my spine, reaching around for my tits, slapping my ass with each thrust. His hands wander and circle me, free access to every crevice as he pounds my pussy.

  The delight of daddy's hands is constantly sending shivers through my body. I think the best part is when his hand circles around my waist and runs over my stomach, giving me the amazing sense of being owned and controlled. He grips along my waist as he leans into me, fucking me as he holds me from behind.

  I have to. I have to tell him. It's everything I've ever wanted.

  “Daddy...” I strain, “Come inside me.”

  Daddy slows down, “Are you sure, babygirl?”

  I nod, pushing my hips back onto him and shaking them up and down, feeding his cock into me. Daddy regains his composure, grabbing my hips and fucking the shit out of me. He fiercely penetrates me, using all his mighty force to bring himself to climax.

  I can feel him start to tense up, his breathing start to speed up, and his hands gripping me harder and harder. He thrusts into me, slowing as his length enjoys every inch inside me. Finally, as if he were about to sneeze, his head rolls back and his body seizes up and his thrusts nearly stop.

  Daddy squeezes my hips, slamming them onto his cock, holding my pussy on him as he groans and pulses. Daddy's cock unloads inside my cunt, blasting his seed throughout my womb, filling me to the brim with every ounce of cum inside of him. The heat is amazing, slathering my walls in everything daddy. Each pulse of his cock shoots another rope, his dick making sure it does everything in its power to get me pregnant.

  Daddy shakes and grunts, the last of him spent as he retreats back to my bed to sit down. I can feel his semen try to escape my cunt, dripping down my thigh as my ass stays hung in the air. But I make sure to close up quickly, to let everything in me have time to bake together.

  I sidle over to daddy, sitting next to him on the bed.

  “I... love you, daddy,” I struggle to get out.

  Daddy only smiles, pulling me into him, resting my head on his chest.

  He shushes me.

  “No more words, babygirl. You need to rest.”

  I take a deep breath, enjoying this moment of silence.

  For now, daddy, for now.

  I can't wait to whisper in your ear all the nasty things I want to do to you.

  - - -

  Daddy, I Can't Stop Touching Myself!

  It's going to be a party tonight!

  Well, not really a party, with people and whatnot. More like a one woman party with a whole lot of porn!

  My mom and stepdad are out at a concert for the night. It's some Neil Young knockoff that really gets to my stepdad's Southern roots. My mom just goes along to make him happy. It makes me gag listening to that crap, or that my mom would willingly subject herself to that torture. I don't care how hunky my stepdad is: you wouldn't catch me there for all the charm in the world!

  Why am I twitchy knowing they're gone? Because I scored some booze from my college roommate, but also something a little special. There's this new drug on the market, an experimental arousal pill for woman, scientifically designed, that hasn't been FDA approved yet.

  But it's made it's way on the streets somehow, and a whole lot of girls have been scoring it and swearing up and down it's the real thing. Not just real, but more powerful than Viagra for men. Whereas men just get a really hard cock, this new stuff—nicknamed Lolita and Nympho—actually gets you wet and super horny. Like, squirming-in-your-seat, humping-everything-in-site horny. And when you finally come, it's fucking explosive.

  Or so I've heard.

  But I've been dying to get some for the past few months, which has been a whole waiting game for me. I've gotten some E and weed easily before, but every one of my hookups hasn't been able to get their hands on it.

  Until now.

  And they made sure that it didn't come cheap. I got a single pill for about $125 about a week ago, and I've been dying to use it. I want to get fucked up and masturbate till I explode. But I couldn't do that in my dorm room: too many people around who might hear me screaming through the halls.

  I had to wait until I got home for the weekend, and then I had to wait for my folks to head off somewhere for a good long while.

  My stepdad hates drugs, just fucking hates them. I know he knows I smoke weed, but he's never caught me. He's had some choice things to say about them and me, though. I think he just wants to catch me so he can know he was right and punish me. It's gets on my nerves that he's just waiting around the corner to rain on my parade at a moment's notice.

  I can't even describe the torturous feeling of biding my time, feeling my pussy quiver at each false alarm that I might get a moment alone to myself. I kept fingering the pill in my pocket, pinching it between my fingers, wanting so bad to pop it and chase it with a fifth of Jack's, wanting to feel that rumored heat you feel hit you like a bomb.

  This is probably how guys feel when they get blue balls or whatever, antsy to drop their pants and just fucking jerk their aching cock until completion.

  I think I finally understand the struggle for once.

  My mom and stepdad are gone, and not 5 minutes later, I'm in my room, pulling my clothes off of me as fast as I can. I pull my shirt over my head, feeling my tits bounce slightly as the fabric lets them fall. I drop my shorts and pull down my panties, which are clearly wet already from all my fidgeting and depraved imaginings.

  Fully naked, shaved to completion to really set my porn star mood, I skip to the bathroom with the pill in one hand and some bourbon in the other. I bite my lip, examining my own nude body in the mirror. Would taking this pill make me get turned on by my own body? I have no idea, but the nervous energy I feel twisting in my guts makes me think yes.

  I study the pill, anxious to get it going but realizing something: if I use it all now, I won't have any left over for later. I pause and think. That's a lot of money to drop on a single pill. It is my first time, so I probably don't even need the whole dose. I could probably get away with taking only half of it. I might want to try that. If it doesn't work, I can just take the sec
ond half in 30 minutes and let it kick in.

  I struggle with it, but I finally get the pill to snap in half between my fingertips.

  I tip my head back and drop half the pill down my throat. I make good on my promise, chugging a good fifth of the bottle. I quickly chase it down with some water from the sink, as I'm an experienced drinker but still can't handle the taste in my mouth.

  Thirty minutes, maybe? I should wait a little bit to make sure it kicks in.

  I put the other half of the pill and the booze on the nightstand. I lie down on my bed, simply staring at the ceiling and waiting. I think about touching myself. I almost do, as the thought of waiting around naked to masturbate has it's own erotic problems, but I maintain my composure. I want to make sure this stuff is working before I get myself all hot and bothered. I don't want to pre-taint my own experiment.

  I swallow, my throat dry and swollen. I'm so fucking nervous! I have no idea what I'm going to feel or if it'll even work. I certainly don't want some sort of placebo effect taking over and distorting my pleasure.

  I lie perfectly still, almost like I'm being punished, having been told not to move or speak or touch anything. Naked, on my bed, frozen in punishment... I'm pretty fucking bad at not turning myself on!

  I shake my head and focus on my breathing.

  After a good 20 minutes, I start to feel something strange. I don't know what it is, but it feels like my mind opening up. Like I'm a little lightheaded, I guess.

  Once that feeling hits, I start to lose a little bit of my composure. I had easily refrained from touching myself up until that moment, but then all of a sudden, I get an incredible urge to touch my skin as a numbing tingle flows through me.

  Maybe I shouldn't have drank that Jack? I could just be feeling that drunken numbness I've known so well over the years.

  And it does feel kind of like that, but there's something different about this feeling. When I place my fingertips on my stomach, that numbing reverberates outward, centering on a heat deep inside me.