An Anthology of Forbidden Erotica: 28 Depraved Tales

by Jessica Sin

  “You do have a point. I’ve never thought about it like that.”

  “There’s a lot you need to learn. And there’s a lot I can to teach you,” the saleswoman replied. “That is of course if you’re interested…”

  Sara paused. “I…I am. What do you specialize in anyway?”

  “I sell erotic lingerie and undergarments for women,” Meredith casually stated.

  “I can see that. But what do you really specialize in. I just want a straightforward answer so that there’s no confusion between us.”

  The saleswoman raised her eyebrows and smiled, “I help women like you fuck their dream guys. Is that straightforward enough?”

  Sara was immediately taken aback by the saleswoman’s blunt choice of words. It was what she wanted to hear when she came to the shop, but actually hearing it phrased like that came as a shock to her.

  Meredith winked at her new customer, “So, now that we’ve got that settled, shall we get started?”

  “…I…I’m interested, but I don’t know how he’d react to me just offering him sex. I’ve seen him glance at me when he thinks I’m not looking. Ithink he might be interested, but…”

  “Does he have a penis?”

  Sara looked confused, “Of course, he’s a…”

  “Has he gone through puberty?”

  Sara looked puzzled, “Yes, he’s 19.”

  “Then you don’t need to worry if he’ll turn you down or not,” Meredith said. “He’s a young male with a penis; boys don’t just grow up jerking off while looking at the wall. They think about women. And since you’re a beautiful lady who knows how to flaunt it, it’s only natural that he thinks about you. You’ve said yourself that you’ve seen his eyes wander in your direction.”

  “Well…you make a great point. I guess I can’t argue with that.”

  “Trust me, Freud would agree. Freud’s sexual theory is taught by every psychology professor in the country- so who are we to argue with that?”

  Sara held back a slight laughter, “You know, it’s funny you should mention him because I used to think that was such bs. But as it turns out, I was the one full of it all along.”

  “Like I said, you’ve got a lot to learn,” the saleswoman replied with a mischievous look. “But you were right about one thing, you can’t just go up to him and offer him your sexual services- that would be fairly distasteful, especially from a woman of your stature. What you need is a plan.”

  “And what exactly would that plan be?” she asked.

  “For starters, you need a reason for either him to come on to you, or for you to come on to him. Since we’re in a lingerie shop, we should obviously start with that. I’ll see to it that you wear some of our higher-end items for him,” the saleswoman said in a caring manner.

  “I’d appreciate that. I’ve always found lingerie and undergarments to be very appealing, but I’ve never had the courage to actually step inside of a store like this and purchase any.”

  Meredith put her hand on Sara’s shoulder and led her around the room. “Well consider this your lucky day. I also have the perfect plan for what you need. Do you date often? Judging by your career and appearance, I’d say that you’re too busy working to spend time with men, and that you’re quite pent up sexually. No offense.”

  “None taken,” she replied. “And you would be right about that. Since I got promoted a few years ago, my love life has really suffered. Either I’m too busy to date, or the men I do have time to date are intimated by a woman who makes more money then them. So, here I am, a single woman.”

  “I hear that all too often. It’s the price of success that many women have to endure. But you’re in luck. Because when I get done with you, you’ll have your own slave to fulfill of all of your sexual needs, and you’ll be taking care of his. I just wish more working women would understand the benefits of a fucktoy.”

  Sara blushed, “Fucktoy. Now there’s a word that I never thought I would hear about myself. But at the same time, I’m excited about all of the new possibilities.”

  “As you should,” the saleswoman said proudly. “I love an open minded woman. Now let’s get started. I have some special items in mind for you.”

  Meredith’s hands sifted through the assorted array of bras hanging on the rack. She finally picked out the one she was looking for and showed it off.

  “I want you to wear this all day in the office, you know, to build up your arousal. Then later, at home, I want you to just bowl over to his house to ask Tom for his opinion on some of your other outfits. Tell him it’s for a date. Change your top in front of him, and once he sees this sexy bra on you, well, let’s just say that it’s a great conversation starter to get things going. It never fails. Believe it.”

  “That sounds so…so…bad,” Sara said of the saleswoman’s plan. “And I mean that in a good way. I’m getting excited just thinking about it.”

  Meredith grinned, “Then it’s working already. But first, we need to make sure that this bra is the right size and has the right look for you. Now get undressed and try it on.”

  “Right here? Now?” she asked curiously in the middle of the store.

  “I don’t see why not. The light in the changing room is a little dim at the moment, so you can see yourself better out here.”

  “But…what if someone walks in?” she asked nervously.

  “You don’t have to worry about that. I don’t get many customers during work hour if you know what I mean. Most of my clients are business oriented women who are busy during this time. Trust me, we’ll be fine doing this here.”

  Sara took a deep breath. “Okay…fine…”

  She took off her jacket and placed it on a nearby rack. She looked Meredith directly in her eyes while she unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her tanned and toned figure. And after another deep breath, Sara reached back and undid her bra and placed it on top of her other clothes, revealing her flawless breasts with large pink nipples standing out. She had a bikini tan line from all the sun bathing she did at home, where her breasts were pale white in comparison to the rest of her upper body.

  “You have such great tits,” the saleswoman said with admiration. “Do you mind if I touch them?”

  “At this point, you already know more secrets about me than my own mother does. Why not?”

  The saleswoman put down the bra and reached out to cup the breasts of the topless woman standing before her. Her hands gently squeezed and massaged the breasts on all corners.

  “They’re so soft and firm,” Meredith noted as she continued giving a massage. “Tell me, how did this start between you and him? When did you start fantasizing about him?”

  Sara took a deep breath and began to reminisce. “Well, it began over a year ago actually. I came out of the shower with just a towel on, and my bedroom door was open when he coincidently walked by the window. He gave me a look which I never saw from him before, or any other man for that matter. He quickly walked away when I caught him, but I never forgot that moment. It felt nice being desired like that after so long. I had never felt so beautiful. I knew it was wrong on my part, but I couldn’t help myself from wearing less around the house to tease him a little and see his reaction, and when I turned my head away, I knew he would look at me. It wasn’t a normal look either. It was the look of a young man who wanted to screw me. I found that to be absolutely thrilling, and I’ve been fantasizing about that ever since.”

  “What a beautiful story,” Meredith replied. “I never get tired of hearing about how women come to realize these things, and how they come to accept it. I only wish that more women would be as brave as you.”

  The saleswoman let go of Sara’s breasts and picked up the bra for her to wear. Sara raised her arms, and Meredith skillfully slid the straps through each arm, wrapped the bra around her chest, and clasped in behind her back. When it was on, Meredith stood behind Sara and they both marveled at the simple transformation in front of a large mirror.

  “So what do you think?”


  “It’s…It’s a see-through bra,” Sara noted, with her pink nipples on full display through the thin fabric.

  “I know. Does that bother you?”

  “No. I was just a little taken aback, that’s all. He’s going to be seeing me naked anyway right? But it just looks a little…”

  “Slutty?”

  “Yeah, it does look slutty,” Sara replied. “And that’s another thing I never thought I’d ever say about myself because I’ve always been raised to be a proud feminist.”

  “If it makes you feel any better, lust has nothing to do with political affiliation or ideology,” she replied with a grin. “You would be surprised to know what kind of women walk through my doors on a regular basis.”

  “Well, if a woman like me would be standing here like this, then I wouldn’t be surprised by who else might be interested in the same taboo.”

  “Now you’re getting it,” Meredith winked, “soon, you’ll be the perfect slut for your him, just like the rest of us. And you’ll love it.”

  “A slut?” Sara inquired.

  “A slutr. You know, a middle-aged soccer mom, single, classy, prim & proper. She’s lonely and has a romantic nature, until she eventually realizes that a young guy is the only man for her because of the special bond they share. At which point, after a long process of self-deliberation, she finally takes the leap to seduce him and fuck him like crazy for years to come, submitting to him sexually for whatever his heart desires. That is a ‘slut’. Am I wrong in characterizing you in that way?”

  “Well…I guess I am a ‘slut’ if that’s how you want to phrase it. I mean I’m not yet, but obviously the way that we’re headed, it’s bound to happen. I guess you can call me a slut in-training.”

  Meredith raised an eyebrow, “Hmmm…‘in-training’ would be the right way to put it. But of course you wouldn’t fully be his slut until you cross the final boundary- a boundary which goes beyond simply have sexual intercourse.”

  “Which is?” she asked.

  “You’ll know once you get there. But until then, that’s a real high-end piece of undergarment you’re wearing, but since I like you so much, I’ll give it to you for free, just this once.”

  “You’ve already done more than enough for me with all of your advice and support. I’d like to pay full price. Thank you for the kind offer though.”

  “Well, then maybe we can compromise somehow,” Meredith smiled.

  “What do you do you mean?” Sara asked.

  “I insist on giving you the item for free, and you insist on paying full price. Maybe we can compromise somewhere. And maybe that compromise can come in the form of a gift which you can bring to me when the time is right, assuming everything goes as planned with you and Tom.”

  “Sure, I suppose. And what exactly would this gift be?”

  Meredith leaned forward and whispered something in Sara’s ear, and when she heard it, Sara couldn’t help but blush.

  ***SARA’S SEDUCTION***

  A few days had passed, and Sara was walking home with shopping bags.

  “Hey Sara,” he said as he glanced at her, with his attention still on the sports game. “Just got back from shopping huh?”

  She held up her shopping bag and smiled, “Yep. I swung by mall after I was able to leave work early. Speaking of which, would you mind helping me out for a moment? I’d really appreciate a male’s perspective on some of these new outfits that I’ve just bought. I’ve got a date tomorrow and I really wanted a second opinion while I’m the mood to play dress up.”

  Tom’s eyes lit up. “You’ve got a date tomorrow? That’s great news! I mean, you’ve been single for so long and I was really starting to get worried about you being lonely and all that.”

  “Which is why I want to put in the extra effort to look my best,” she added. “And I think it’s important to have the right outfit, don’t you? It will only take a few minutes of your time. I just want your opinion on how I look with the different shirts I bought.”

  “In that case, I’d love to help,” he said, hiding his enthusiasm.

  ***

  She told him that she needed a moment to freshen up before she could model for him. And when the time came, he headed up the stairs and towards her bedroom as expected.

  “Have a seat on my bed,” she said as he stepped inside her room. “So what do you think about this outfit?”

  Tom sat on the bed, and Sara immediately struck various model poses for him. Her outfit was professional, elegant, and sassy, all at the same time. She was barefoot, and wore her knee-length black colored skirt that she often wears to work. Her top was a thinly clad sweater, made entirely out of silk. And of course her make-up and hair were done to perfection as always.

  “I think if you show up like this for your date, you might have to fight off his marriage proposals,” he gushed. “Seriously, you look like the ideal woman for any man.”

  “Thanks sweetie. You’ve always had a way with words, and you always know how to make me feel special,” she smiled.

  “Well, I wouldn’t be saying that if it wasn’t true.”

  “Thanks again. But let’s not forget that there are other outfits I have. Do you mind if just pull my top off and change right here instead of having to run in and out of the bathroom to undress? I’m sure you’re old enough that you don’t mind seeing me like this. Plus I’m wearing something underneath, so it’s not like I would be topless.”

  “I don’t mind at all. It would actually make things quicker since I have a game to watch.”

  “Good, I’m glad you’re being mature about this. And you’re right about the quicker part, I have things to do as well.”

  With that said, she pulled off her top in the most nonchalant manner, as if she wasn’t exposing him to her see-through bra. She undressed as if she was wearing a simple t-shirt underneath. She put the sweater down and clumsily pretended to get her next shirt ready, in an attempt to stall to give him more time to soak in what he was seeing, and it worked. Her heart raced and she saw him squirm in the corner of her eyes.

  “You must…uh…really like this guy,” she said, stammering slightly at his words.

  “Sure I do,” she smiled. “I wouldn’t be going through all of this trouble if I didn’t. Why do you mention?”

  He paused and gawked at her body. “Um…your chest. Your bra is really thin and I can see the goods. And by the looks of things…um…yeah…I’d say you look pretty excited for this date of yours.”

  Sara looked down at herself and pretended to be surprised that her swollen nipples being visible. “Oh, that. I forgot that I had this on. I picked it up at a lingerie store the other day and I wanted to get comfortable in it, so I wore it to work. You don’t mind seeing me like this, do you?”

  She ran her fingers along each cup, just under the wire of the bra, in order to ‘adjust’ it against her ribs to make it even more comfortable that in already was.

  “Oh, well that makes sense,” Tom said as started making ‘adjustments’ of his own.

  “What’s the matter? You’re starting to get fidgety over there. Is something wrong?”

  It was perfectly clear to Sara that he was becoming aroused. She loved it. And whatever feeling of doubt or second guessing that she had about doing this disappeared that very moment.

  “I’m fine,” he replied calmly. “You look great.”

  “Are you becoming aroused? It’s okay if you are.”

  He immediately used his hands to cover the bulge growing underneath his shorts. It came as a complete surprise to him that not only did she notice, but that she was also brazen enough to bluntly call him out on it.

  “Sorry. I didn’t mean for that to happen. It’s a natural reaction seeing a woman dressed the way you are.”

  “Don’t be shy,” she said in a reassuring tone. “I actually find it flattering that you think I’m attractive. Women like to feel attractive. In fact, I’d be pretty upset if you didn’t have this reaction towards me ri
ght now. It just means that this undergarment is working.”

  “But…shouldn’t you be shocked? Aren’t you upset?”

  She shook her head. “I would gladly take care of that erection if you’re interested. I don’t think I can get any clearer than that.”

  “I…I’d actually like that. I’ve thought about this happening a lot. It’s kind of embarrassing to admit this, but you’re the first woman that I had ever thought about when I started masturbating. And sometimes, I still think about you inthat way. So it would be really nice if you were to do something like that for me.”

  “I’ve always suspected that. But I’m glad that I know for sure.”