Ian spread his muscular legs to secure his footing and quickly tightened one arm under her ass and the other around her back to support her weight and to keep her from strangling him.
“This is what I get for marrying a boss,” he tilted his head forward and laughed. “Okay mama, you’re the one with experience, and I trust you. Give it to me hard. Ride my cock rough.”
“Finally,” Janette growled and pushed forward to capture her husband’s lips in a kiss.
Ian didn’t fight. Instead, he relaxed his jaw and opened his mouth to her, allowing his woman to take his tongue where she wanted it to go. You’re so vibrant and alive – so everything I’ve ever dreamt of. He thought as he eased himself into the comfort of being owned.
Her tongue slid past his and invaded his mouth forcefully, where she licked and sucked pleasure into his sensitive flesh. She was clearly enjoying the ecstasy of exploring the inside of her new husband’s warm, wet cavern.
As she claimed what was hers, her fingers tightened like a vice around his neck, and she sealed her lips firmly over his – and sucked. Ian’s eyes popped open in panic as she sucked and squeezed until he had no air left. When she had taken him to the point where he feared he would collapse from lack of breath, it happened.
She bounced her body up and then down, sliding the hot, wet heaven of her pussy onto his cock. As their bodies pushed into one another, she released her hands from around his muscular neck and popped the seal of her lips from off his mouth.
He took his chance to gasp for air – the room spinning around him.
Stars shone in front of his eyes, and he feared he would collapse to the tile floor, sending his woman tumbling down with him. No. He willed himself to remain erect. He would protect his woman, and he would show her love.
And the proof of his will was, he was loving her right now. She was bouncing up and down on his cock, riding him roughly. He moaned, loving the way she was using his thick hard manhood to pleasure her tight, gripping pussy. Both his cock and his heart pulsed, delighting in every good and right natural sensation of making passionate love to his woman.
“I love you, mama,” he groaned.
“I love you too, baby,” she growled as she clenched her pussy around his dick.
“Love me – and use my cock to make your body happy,” he cried out in renewed pleasure as his dick twitched and pulsed inside his wife’s snug hole.
“Come for me,” she demanded. “Give mama all your hot sticky seed.”
“Damn, you’re sexy when you’re bossy” he complimented her and stretched his neck forward to taste her naked lips while she slammed her dripping wet slit down hard on his shaft.
“Come in my pussy,” she bullied him with her commands. “Fill me up!”
Without warning, she reached up and fisted two chunks of his long cream-covered, red curly mane in her hands, and she tugged – hard.
“Ouch!” he set and clenched his jaw. Still clenching, he growled his agony into the mist of the steamy shower, abandoning himself to the ecstasy of his cock shooting its thick load of white cum inside his wife’s cherry red pussy.
His balls lifted and shook with his release and his cock convulsed, continuing to blast more sticky spurts of his seed inside the hot haven of his wife’s womb. Joy and elation shot through every muscle in his body as his wife released her grip on his scalp and her hot wet inner walls clamped down hard on his cock.
His woman cried out her happiness as her strong, tight, pussy grasped at his cock and squeezed more ecstasy out of his manhood.
“Yes, that’s it, baby, fill me up! Fill mama up with that life-giving cum!”
“Yes, sexy mama,” he roared “Take me and take all my cum. Breed me hard.”
“Oh, I intend to baby,” Janette bared her teeth and grinned down at her man, “Mama’s gonna keep breeding that fine stallion ass of yours ‘till you’ve given her all the babies she wants. Then your wife’s gonna breed your handsome green-eyed, red-headed ass some more, just for the fun of it.”
Epilogue
Mama Tagan’s fist trembled as it gripped her microphone.
Her youngest son was now a happily married man, and he was leaving her.
Ian and his joyfully pregnant bride were headed out west to form a new rock band and to be closer to Janette’s twin daughters who would be attending West Coast colleges in the fall.
Mama gulped hard trying to steel her shaky nerves. With a forced burst of energy, she popped her two fists up in the air signaling to all the guests in attendance that it was time to quiet down.
“Welcome,” her voice cracked, and she paused to clear her throat.
“Welcome family, friends and fans,” she extended one open hand in front of her well-built body in greeting. She kept the other close to her lips as she sang out her salutation, her voice now projecting powerfully into the microphone with melodic and smooth tones.
“Welcome to Ian and Janette Tagan’s wedding celebration!” she cheered. “Let’s all stand and prepare to greet the happily married couple!” The microphone continued to echo her words, even after she’d stopped speaking.
Hundreds of chairs scooted along the reception hall floor. And the dozens of paparazzi that stood along its walls angled their cameras towards the door hoping to capture a front-page worthy photograph. They each pressed against one another eagerly vying to be the first to snap a picture of the happy couple as they burst through the floor to ceiling jewel encrusted entryway.
Mama Tagan paused again, waiting for the signal from Janette’s best friend Nancy to let her know the newly married couple was standing outside the door, ready for her to officially introduce them to their wedding guests as husband and wife.
But instead, her three eldest sons, Malcolm, Caleb and Cole, strode up behind her, each apologizing profusely for Nancy’s absence and giving her the go-ahead to make the big announcement.
She wanted to hiss back at them, “You three be careful not to break that sweet girl’s heart.” But, that was a conversation for another day. Today was all about celebrating Ian and Janette’s new found happiness.
She lifted one hand above her head in triumph as she began her announcement. “It is my privilege and pleasure as a mother to introduce my son and my new daughter, Mr. and Mrs. Ian and Janette Tagan!” Her voice lifted, and she pointed one finger straight out in front of her.
Receiving their signal, the reception hall’s uniformed doormen pulled open the heavy jeweled doors.
Hand-in-hand, Ian, and Janette rushed into the room dressed in their fine wedding regalia. Janette’s heirloom diamond and peridot haloed wedding ring shone and sparkled brightly amidst the hundreds of flashes of light that exploded from the paparazzi’s cameras. Her glimmering Citrine-colored eyes beamed with her love for her husband. Her eyes’ brilliant beauty gave the treasured diamond ring on her finger fierce competition for which jewels shone brightest
A wide-toothy grin stretched across Ian’s face, and he bent forward to capture a kiss from his pregnant, glowing bride’s lips. His dark beauty’s coiled crown shimmered and glistened with the light of their love – as well as the hundreds of crystals that had been strategically woven into her voluminous, regal mane.
“I love you, Janette,” Ian confessed his passion for his wife in front of the cheering crowd.
“I love you too, Ian,” Janette turned toward her husband and gazed up into his peridot green eyes. And at the moment her eyes captured his, her heart lifted high in her chest. She tilted her chin up as her husband’s lips crashed down on hers again and her vision crystalized in a brilliant explosion of joy.
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Taboo 8
Taboo: MILF/Virgin/Boss
Chapter 1
“Put those big brown puppy dog eyes away. C’mon, get a grip on yourself, Asher. You’re at work, and she’s your boss! I don’t care if you’re about to be worth big bucks; she’s still your boss, and there are limits here – even for you.”
I
reached down under the semi-privacy of my desk and stroked my growing erection over the top of my black dress trousers, ignoring my mentor Greyson as he pleaded with me.
“You’re about to get everything you’ve worked so hard for. Don’t blow it, man. Keep working hard and smart and stay clear of the boss. Exceptional work is rewarded here at Ocean Dreams. You’re the best analyst here, and I know the executive board will promote you to the executive director position you want in no time. Asher! Stop it man.”
Greyson’s words continued to fall on deaf ears as I stroked my cock and focused my gaze on the tips of my MILF boss Sadie’s perky just-enough breasts. I could feel my breath shutter as I watched the pillars of her nipples push up against and poke through her sheer white chiffon fabric blouse. Ahhh... I bit my lip.
A few moments ago C.E.O Sadie Stone had flung open the shiny metal floor to ceiling doors between the executive offices and the financial analyst work floor. The 43rd floor of Ocean Dreams Pleasure Timeshares Inc. was a mixed-use space with a sea of open-concept analyst desks at the front near the elevators and private executive offices in the back, tucked away behind a glimmering wall of steel.
Everything exposed and out in the open was the way Sadie Stone liked things in the top analyst work area. In sharp contrast, the executive offices were sequestered in the back and rarely seen by anyone other than Sadie, Ocean Dream’s top execs and any employee unlucky enough to be terminated. Above a certain pay grade, Sadie Stone did all the firing of employees personally in her private office. So, any employee who was invited back into the secret world of the executive offices was justifiably terrified.
Even though we both worked on the same floor, I usually only got a glimpse of Sadie a few times a day; when she arrived, when she left to take her lunch and at the end of her workday. Every time I saw her, my entire body burned with a triad of emotions; fear, lust and adoration.
The woman was fierce, and I knew Greyson was right when he admonished me to steer clear of her. She ruled the company she’d started from the ground up with an iron fist in a velvet glove; rewarding the employees who pleased her lavishly and punishing those who disappointed her with the harshest justice.
Sadie Stone was the amazon warrior and temptress of my dreams, standing 5’10” tall with smoky brown eyes, pink luscious lips and long chestnut brown curls that cascaded down the curves of her perfectly tanned back.
As I watched her saunter toward me, my mind jumped to images of what my life would be like if the board made me a top exec. I’d be thrust into a world of privilege and power, suddenly free to enjoy the sweet sexy life with Sadie, the strong sensual woman I secretly adored.
“Asher!” Greyson screamed under his breath.
“Shh!” I growled back. Oh, god, I just shushed Greyson. He’s going to make me pay for that later.
But, I don’t care. I’ll gladly accept whatever punishment he deems fair. What I won’t allow, is for him to ruin this moment for me. Sadie is sashaying down the long hallway towards me carrying a tiny white envelope between the tips of her immaculately manicured fingers. That small white envelope could carry the fulfillment of all my biggest dreams. It could represent the culmination of everything I’ve worked so hard for, working seventy hour weeks during my past three years here at Ocean Dreams.
My heart raced as Sadie’s cream colored five-inch platform designer heels skipped along the Berber carpet moving towards me at a rapid pace. I stopped stroking my cock and lifted my hands from below my desk and set them firmly atop my paperwork. I then grasped the pen on my desk with tightly clenched fingers.
My heart raced faster with terror, lust and want as Sadie and her entourage approached. As Sadie and her second in command henchwoman #1 approached, without the permission of my conscious mind, the words of my favorite song blasted inside my head. Be my woman and I’ll be your man! The erotic soundtrack played in my head along with my go-to fantasy of Sadie and me making love on a sandy Southern California beach.
My eyes blinked reflexively as I imagined chilly waves of water crashing over our hot bodies while I buried my cock inside Sadie’s snug channel. Both the mental sound of music and the mental image of Sadie and I having sex were only minimal distraction from the fear that clenched my gut as the woman of my dreams strode closer.
As she and the two other executives approached, my eyes shifted from Sadie’s nipples as they peeked through the fabric of her sheer blouse down to her geometric pink and purple color-blocked trousers that tugged too tightly at the curves of her hips and the v bellow her belly. Mmm... I licked my lips.
Henchwoman #1 and henchwoman #2 sped up and passed by without acknowledgement. But, Sadie paused for a second when she reached my desk. Instead of rushing by like usual, she stopped to lean over and tap the corner of my desk with the tips of her pink fingernails. She flashed me a smile and silently mouthed the word “congratulations” while laying the small white envelope on the edge of my desk that read Open this when you’re alone.
I dropped my pen and slapped my hand over the tiny white envelope quickly pulling it to me. Instinctively, I smiled up at her; my eyes flashing open and my mouth parting wide in a toothy grin that clumsily revealed the power she held over my body and my emotions.
Quickly I averted my eyes when she turned the plump curves of her ass towards my desk. I felt my breath catch in my chest and my heart pause to flutter. I blinked reflexively, my eyes burning and tearing.
Staring at her curves is like staring into the sun. I blinked again then allowed my eyes to return to the curves of her hips and linger over and caress her well-rounded derriere as she sauntered away. I immediately made plans to add this image of her displaying her fine ass for me to my masturbation fantasies tonight.
I panted, slowing my heart rate and cooling the fire burning inside my boxers as I watched Sadie’s ass bounce and shake away as she took long strides in her high heels, eventually catching up with the two other women who were passing through the glass doors on their way to the elevator and out of the fifty story company headquarters.
I turned around to see Greyson looking down at the tiny white envelope on my desk and murmuring aloud the words Sadie had written “Open this when you’re alone.”
As soon as the elevator doors closed behind Sadie and the other top executives, a swarming of activity busied the financial work floor. All two hundred other analysts collected their belongings and rushed through the glass doors towards the bank of empty elevators. Within minutes Greyson and I were sitting alone amidst a sea of empty desks.
Chapter 2
“Asher!” Bang! Greyson’s fist slammed down on top of my desk.
My neck twitched, and I snapped to attention turning my body to face my mentor.
With furrowed brows, Greyson glared into my eyes. “Do you still want to be an executive director Asher?”
“Yes, of course, I do,” I said feeling comfortable enough to roll my eyes at the question.”
“Then stop giving the boss sexy stares. I don’t care if she flirts with you and shakes her curvy ass in your face all day. This flirting game you’re playing with her needs to stop. It’s not a productive hustle.”
I feigned ignorance. “Hustle?”
“Hustle, hack, whatever you want to call it, it won’t work stud. Ogling the C.E.O won’t win you a promotion. What it will get you is bent over a desk and spanked while you beg not to be fired for inappropriate sexual conduct. I don’t think that’s the result you’re looking for.”
Ugh! I closed my eyes reflexively as I imagined the pain of having my ass spanked. My imaginary pain clouded my thoughts until I pictured Sadie as the woman standing behind me spanking my naughty ass. My cock twitched as I imagined her perfectly manicured hand making repeated swift contact with the raw hot flesh of my ass cheeks. Ahh, a new sexual fantasy born. Thanks for that one, Greyson. I owe you, man.
I looked into Greyson’s eyes and nodded, attempting to hide my inner smirk. “I’ll remember your advice for the future.
”
“Good, man. You’re diving into shark infested waters with this bid of yours to become an executive director. I want you to be the top shark, not fish food when you finally achieve your goal.”
I stifled the laugh tugging at the corners of my lips while I snickered internally at the humor of Greyson’s “fish food” example. The man had a hilarious way with words. My mature, humorous mentor was a brilliant man, but he was allowing his painful past with women to cloud his thinking.
He couldn’t see that I wasn’t trying to hustle or hack Sadie just to get a promotion. I wanted much more from her than just a job or even a one-time sexual encounter. I wanted to have all of Sadie Stone forever: her body, intellect, and emotion. I didn’t want to hustle her heart; I wanted to own it.
“I don’t want you to suffer like I did with my first boss,” Greyson said in a solemn tone. “She was a tigress, and she treated me cruelly, just like I was her little toy mouse.”
“Thank you, I appreciate your concern,” I said as a shock of discomfort jolted my body up, forcing me to sit tall in my chair. I tightened the muscles in my face and neck as I watched the pained expression form on Greyson’s face. He was about to make me pay for shushing him earlier. I could tell by the downward curl of his lips that he was determined to recount a horror story from when he was a young man like me and his cruel MILF boss broke his heart.
Greyson had a history similar to mine. He was also a mathematical genius who’d graduated from high school at young age. He’d started college when he was only 16 years old. I’d done the same at the age of 15. He’d remained a virgin until he was in his early twenties. I hate to admit it, but I still have yet to enjoy the pleasure of a woman’s passionate embrace. I’m still a virgin at the too-old age of 22.
I’m not a virgin for lack of opportunity. I’m a handsome, well-built man who girls flirt with and proposition for sex every day. I suppose I’ve hesitated to give up my virginity because sleeping with a woman for the first time isn’t meaningless to me. It’s a once in a lifetime event that I only want to share with my one true love. It’s too special of an experience to give away to some random girl.
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