No Limits: A Taboo Anthology

by Elizabeth Knox

  When I finally settle into bed I can’t sleep. Is it because I know she’s upstairs sleeping? Is it because I’m dying to know if she’s wearing that thread bare tank top again? Before I can stop myself I’m out of bed throwing on some basketball shorts and walking out of my bedroom.

  I stand at the bottom of the stairs take a deep breath. Step by step I walk silently up the stairs. When I reach the top I walk toward Lani’s closed door. I lift my hand to knock when I hear a soft moan and a faint buzzing sound. I need to walk away and give her privacy, but instead I put my ear to the door and listen to her masturbate.

  “Oh Damon.”

  She just moaned my name and my cock is so fucking hard right now. I wrap my hand around it through my shorts and squeeze, trying to ease the urge to cum. Lani comes with a muffled shout and I swear my balls start tingling.

  I head downstairs before she catches me, but once I’m in the privacy of my bedroom I jerk off voraciously until I’m spent and only then do I fall asleep.

  I climb out of bed and head into my master bathroom. After I relieve myself I wash my hands and then brush my teeth. I’m stepping out of my bedroom when I hear someone walk down the stairs. I take a deep breath and head into the kitchen. Lani is getting the coffeemaker ready and Molly is sitting at the island looking green around the gills.

  “Good morning.” I wrap my arm around my daughter and hug her to my side. “I trust you were safe?”

  She nods and rests her head against my chest. “I was. I promise, but I don’t think I can go out on the boat today.”

  I don’t miss the disappointed look on Lani’s face. “Are you sure? Lani was looking forward to it.”

  “Oh it’s okay I can just lay out and relax.”

  “Dad you should still take her out on the water. I’ll be fine, I’m just going to take some pain reliever and lay back down.” Molly looks between us. “Lani I still want you to go. You’ll have a great time. I’m just going to sleep.”

  The idea of taking Lani out by ourselves is more thrilling than it should be, and the thought of spending the afternoon with her is my idea of heaven. What is it with this girl? Why do I feel this intense fascination with her?

  “I’m game if you are?” I turn to Lani and will her to say yes with my eyes.

  She doesn’t even take time to think about it. Lani immediately says yes and there’s this breathy quality to her voice that makes so fucking hard. Thank God the kitchen island is hiding it.

  “La, you’re going to have such a good time. Maybe you’ll even see some dolphins.” My daughter smiles at her best friend and guilt plagues me for lusting after her friend. “I’m going back to bed. You guys have fun.”

  Molly hugs me and then Lani before disappearing up the stairs. We both are quiet at first—just staring at each other. I finally break the silence. “Can you be ready in thirty minutes? I’ve got sandwiches in the refrigerator and drinks ready for the cooler.”

  “Sure. What can I bring?”

  “How about you grab towels and the sunscreen.” She nods and then disappears upstairs.

  A half hour later I’ve got the cooler and food loaded. I filled up the gas tank before they flew in. Under one of the bench seats I make sure I have life vests, the life raft, and flares. I won’t take any chances with her safety.

  Footsteps pull my attention away from looking things over and I look up to see Lani standing at the ladder in a little cover up dress, that is basically see thru so I can see that she’s wearing the hot pink bikini again.

  “Hand me the bag.” She takes it off and then hands it down to me. I set it down and then turn back as Lani starts climbing down. I reach up and help her down the last couple of rungs. Lani leans slightly into me and I know she can feel that my cock is half hard right now, but that seems to be the way it always is around her.

  I wrap my arms around her middle and place my lips against her ear. “Are you ready to go for a ride?”

  She nods and I want to moan when I feel her body tremble. Before I get myself into trouble I let her go, but help her down to chair opposite mine. I stow her bag below before unhooking the ropes that tether the boat to my dock.

  “What kind of boat is this? I love the gray color. These seats are really comfortable.” Lani says it all in one breath, and I like it because I know she wants me just as much as I make her nervous.

  I push us off and climb in my chair next to Lani’s. “It’s a Bow Rider.” I turn the key and the motor starts to rumble. “Are you ready?”

  Lani turns to me, huge aviators covering her eyes. Her smile is luminescent. “Yes.”

  We drive slowly through the channel. I give a chin lift to people when I hear my name being called. It takes twenty minutes to get to the ocean. Once we hit the open water I idle the motor, allowing Lani to take everything in.

  She stands up in between our chairs and whispers, “Wow.” Lani smiles down at me. “This is incredible.”

  “Sit down baby, and I’ll show you so much more.” Neither one of us acknowledges that I just called her baby, but damn if it didn’t feel completely normal… natural, and I want to do it again, preferably while inside her.

  After Lani sits down I press the throttle and we make our way out to the ocean. We ride around for a while and I love watching her—Lani hasn’t stopped smiling since we started our trek. Once we get to a prime spot I kill the motor and drop both anchors to make sure we don’t jostle around too much.

  “Can I help do anything?” Lani comes up behind me. Lord help me she’s taken off her cover up and she’s just in her bikini.

  “Nope we’re all set. Are you ready to get in the ocean?” I grab a life jacket and signal her with my finger to come to me.

  I slip it on her then turn her back around and secure it to her. A light citrusy scent comes off of her heated skin and makes me want to drag my tongue over every inch of her body. Fuck, I should’ve cancelled this excursion until my daughter was feeling better.

  I tug on it and it’s nice and snug. I don’t bother with one because I’ve swum in the ocean before. With a couple of pairs of goggles in my hand I lead her to the ladder. “Do you want me to go in first?”

  She bites her lip and nods. I step around her and hand her a pair of goggles before climbing down the ladder and once I hit the water I swim far enough away to give her room. Lani climbs down and my eyes immediately go to her gorgeous ass—my hands itch to touch it.

  Once Lani’s in the water she smiles at me. “This water feels so good.” She swims toward me, closes her eyes, pinches her nose, and ducks under the water. She pops back up and wipes the water from her face.

  We get our goggles on and we swim around, staying close to the boat. I should’ve brought the snorkels so we could stay under water longer, but Lani’s having a blast swimming around until we see a couple of blacknose sharks. She screams and swims for the boat. I laugh because they’re small harmless sharks and follow her up the ladder grabbing a towel for her. We toss our goggles onto the seat, I help her get her life jacket off, and start drying her off. I don’t miss the way her nipples harden.

  When I finish I lead Lani to the front of the boat. “Come sit with me.” She takes my hand and I lead her to little spot on the bow of the boat to lay out on.

  Once she’s settled I lie down next to her, letting the warm sun dry us off.

  Chapter Five

  Lani

  Music plays from speakers somewhere on the boat and I feel more relaxed then I have in a long time. Swimming in the ocean was scary but exhilarating. Out of the corner of my eye I watch Damon fold his arms behind his head as he lies next to me.

  He stretches his body like a cat and I’m so tempted to lean over and kiss his chest. His skin would be warm against my tongue and lips. Great, and now my nipples are hard, again. The ache between my legs is always present when I’m around him is even stronger than before.

  I itch to put my hand between my legs and rub until the ache is gone. I don’t do it and just try and l
isten to the music, enjoying the sun beating down on me.

  “Are you excited about graduating soon?”

  I turn to look at Damon and see that he’s looking at me. I wish he’d take his sunglasses off so I could see his eyes.

  “Lani?”

  Oh shit, I totally spaced out gawking at him. “Uh… sorry. Yeah I’m ready to be done with classes. I’ve started looking for a teaching position but so far I haven’t found one. If necessary I’ll substitute teach for a while, and maybe that’ll turn into full-time employment. “

  “Molly said you’re going to be an elementary school teacher.”

  I nod, “I hope to find a job teaching kindergarten. That’s my dream.”

  “That’s a good dream to have. I wanted to be a lawyer, but it was my sophomore year in school when I got discovered and shot my first magazine spread. I made a lot of money and ended up dropping out.”

  Molly’s shown me pictures of him back when he modeled and he was so fucking hot. He modeled for cologne ads, suits, and my favorite…underwear. Now, in person he’s so much better. “Did you like modeling?”

  “I really did. I got to travel to some cool places and make some good money for my family. It fucking sucked leaving my daughter though. Even after her mom and I split up I tried to get her to let me take Molly on location with me a couple of times but her mom pitched such a fit I never got to take her.”

  I reach out grabbing his hand with mine. “Molly loves you a lot. She’s talked about you so much and everything she’s said has always been so sweet.”

  Damon doesn’t say anything, and I fear I’ve overstepped somehow. I roll to my side so I’m facing him. Everything in me is telling me to kiss him, but would he reject me? I nervously lick my lips.

  “Come here.” He whispers so quietly that I almost don’t think I heard him right.

  Damon pulls on my hand and I slide over next to him. Of course with our close proximity I let go of his hand. He moves quickly and flips us so he’s on top of me. My heart beats a rapid staccato in my chest. “Tell me to stop. We can forget this every happened.”

  “Maybe I don’t want you to stop.” I whisper. “Please kiss me, Damon.”

  He groans and then finally his lips are on mine and I swear fireworks are going off inside me. I open to him and the minute his tongue touches mine I’m lost in him. Damon’s hands slip into my hair and he deepens the kiss. He settles more fully between my legs and I can feel his cock is hard for me.

  My pussy aches to be filled in a way I never thought possible. I wrap my arms around his back and relish the feel of his heated skin. He pulls his lips away from mine. “Fuck, I could kiss you forever, but I should stop.”

  “No! Please don’t.” I reach up and wrap one hand around the back of his neck and with the other I reach down and stroke his hard dick. “I don’t want you to stop.”

  For what feel like long seconds he just stares at me until a tortured groan that I feel deep in my belly rips from his throat. He turns into an animal and kisses me almost roughly and then he starts the slow trip down my neck, licking and nipping my overheated skin.

  I close my eyes and tilt my head to the side, giving him more access. Damon travels down farther, reaching my breasts. He nips my nipple through the material before pulling the cup down. Damon drags his tongue around the tip and then blows on it just enough to make it incredibly hard.

  “Fuck me, but you’re exquisite.” He sucks the tip into his mouth, and my back arches. A soft cry leaves my lips and it feels like my heart is beating between my legs.

  I’ve always had incredibly sensitive nipples. Sometimes when I’ve gotten the urge I’ve been able to make myself come just from tweaking them. He switches sides and gives the other nipple the same treatment.

  Damon rubs against me just right and I come. Before I can be embarrassed he’s shoving his hand in my bikini bottoms and he fingers me once then twice before pulling it out. He paints my lips with my cum and then licks it off.

  “I knew you’d be sweet.” He moans against my lips.

  I should be embarrassed right now but I’m riding a blissful wave and I don’t want to get off. My stomach growls, interrupting the moment, and Damon surprises me by resting his head on my stomach and laughing. “Come on let’s get you fed.” He tucks my breasts back into my bikini top and then pulls me up to standing.

  It’s impossible to miss the huge erection in his shorts, but he just drags me toward the bench seat. I sit as he disappears down a little staircase and returns with a cooler. He passes me a sandwich and sets one down for himself. Damn produces a bowl of fresh cut fruit as well.

  He sits down next to me and we both begin to dig into our food. While we eat Damon places his hand on my thigh and I lean into his side. We finish eating and he picks up our trash and then grabs us a couple bottles of water.

  Damon puts his arm around my shoulder as we star out across the blue water. In the distance I see something. “What is that?” I get up and move past him and head toward the back.

  He comes up behind me, wrapping his arm around my waist. “Dolphins.”

  I can’t help the girly squeal that leaves my lips. “Are you serious? Wow.”

  “Sometimes they’ll come pretty close, but most of the time they just swim right on by. If we’re out here long enough we can see some pretty cool shit.”

  A boat drives by and we wave at them as they pass. Damon’s boat rocks as the wake hits us and I fall back into him. He wraps his arms around my chest from behind; holding me upright as the boat’s rocking slows.

  It takes a minute or two for the boat to stop rocking and when it does I turn around. I wrap my arms around him and rest my head on his shoulder. “Thank you for such an amazing trip.”

  Damon tips my head up. “You are so welcome.” He kisses me again and I melt into him.

  We begin to move and I feel him ease me down the stairs. Damon pulls away from me and gets on what looks like a small bed. He holds his hand out to me. I know I shouldn’t do this because I’m not fling material, my heart always gets involved. He’s my best friend’s dad. Does that stop me from taking his hand? Nope, it sure doesn’t.

  Damon is leaned back, holding himself up with his hands, and I slowly crawl up onto the bed. Not stopping until I’m straddling his lap. I sit on my heels and stare at him. I wait with nervous anticipation because I know what’s going to happen.

  The war waging behind his eyes makes me think he’s going to stop this, but thankfully he doesn’t. He grabs my face, pulling me down until I’m lying on top of him. Damon attacks my mouth with vigor and when I grind against him he moans against my lips.

  He moves his hands down until they reach around my back, untying my bikini top, and then pulling it off of me. Damon pushes me up enough that he’s able to wrap his lips around one nipple, sucking it into his mouth.

  I arch my back moaning as he switches to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. I reach in between us and shove my hand down the front of his shorts. After wrapping my hand around his length I give it a squeeze.

  His groan encourages me to pump it. I’ve had sex, but it’s always been with boys—Damon isn’t a boy he’s definitely all man. Great, now I’m nervous he’s going to be disappointed.

  Before I can think too much about it Damon flips us so he’s on top of me. “You are so beautiful.” He whispers before grabbing the ties on the sides of my bikini bottoms. With one sharp tug they’re gone. Thank goodness I got that Brazilian wax done.

  He kisses down my body and the closer he gets to my pussy the wetter I get. I ache to be filled by him.

  When his head is finally between my legs I feel his breath hitting me and I do a full body shiver. At the first pass of his tongue I cry out, gripping his hair in my fist. Oh yeah

  this is already better than anything I’ve experienced.

  He sucks my clit into his mouth as he shoves a finger inside of my pussy. I’m going to come again soon I just know it. Damon presses on me righ
t above my pubic bone and presses on something inside.

  “Oh fuck, fuck, fuuuccckk!” I come so hard that I know I’m making a mess.

  Damon moans, “Yes baby. Give it all to me.”

  When he’s rung every last little bit of pleasure from me I try pushing his head away. The bastard chuckles as he lifts his head and I see that his mouth is all wet. I pull his head down, kissing him.

  He’s doing something in between us—then I feel it, his dick is at my entrance and I wait for him to take me. Damon pushes up and he starts to work the head of his cock inside of me. I watch as he starts to work his stiff length in and out of me.

  When he finally pushes all the way inside of, buried to the hilt I moan. I feel like I’m being stretched to the max. It hurts, but it hurts so good. “Fuck you’re tight. You feel like heaven.” He crushes his lips to mine as he pulls almost all the way out and then slowly back in.

  Damon grabs onto something behind me for leverage and begins to increase his thrusts. “Pull your legs back, Baby.”

  I do as he says and I swear he sinks further into me. I cry out and can’t believe the desire to come hits me again. He continues to kiss me as he fucks me. Yes, he’s fucking me because his thrusts are hard, deep, and on the verge of being painful but it’s a weird yummy pain that I welcome.

  “Can you come again?” Damon grits out.

  I nod, because I can come… a lot. He reaches between us with his free hand and starts rubbing my clit. I grab onto my nipples giving them little twists. That’s all it takes before I come—it’s not a long one, but powerful.

  Damon swallows my cries as he picks up speed and his intensity. He thrusts once, twice, and then plants himself to the root and I feel it as he comes. He moves in and out of me slowly as we both come down, until finally collapsing on me.

  I wrap my arms and legs around him, and kiss his neck.

  “Am I hurting you?” Damon asks as he nuzzles my cheek. “How was that?”