21 Taboo Tales

by Robin Pressley

  But that’s different. Those college guys are usually drunk, and let’s face it, in the big scheme of things, they’re barely out of puberty. I mean, those inexperienced boys would boink anything with a hole and a heartbeat, which is a major turn off for me.

  Getting attention from these mature and experienced men is another matter. Between the three of them, there’s no telling how many women they’ve slept with. And they know exactly what they want. So hearing them compliment my body makes me truly excited in ways I’ve never felt before.

  “How many boyfriends do you have at school?” Tucker teases. “I bet you’ve got yourself your own little harem, don’t you?”

  I shake my head again, flipping my dark hair out of my face.

  “I don’t,” I tell them honestly. “Not even one boyfriend.”

  “Is that true?” It’s Heston who asks this time. He’s still seated on the couch, but his eyes are still locked on me. “A beautiful girl like you? Why not?”

  My body heats. Part of it is hearing Heston call me beautiful. His compliment isn’t as brazen or direct as what Neil and Tucker said about my little rear end. But somehow Heston’s approval and praise means even more to me. I guess it’s because he’s usually so sparing with it.

  Warmth pools in my recesses, under my arms and especially between my thighs. I’m ashamed to answer Heston’s question, but at the same time I feel compelled to lay myself bare.

  “The young boys at school just don’t excite me,” I admit. “And now that I’ve gone so long without doing anything with a boy, I guess it’s gotten all out of proportion in my head, so I’m really nervous about it.”

  Neil and Tucker both stop circling me.

  “Hold up,” Tucker says, turning me to face him. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

  “What do you think I’m saying?” I whisper.

  He flashes that perfect, slightly wicked grin of his, making those oh so delicious dimples pop out on his lightly stubbled cheeks.

  “I think you’re saying that you’re a virgin.”

  I drop my eyes to the floor, too embarrassed to even face him.

  “It’s true,” I admit. “in just about every way possible. I haven’t done anything with boys.”

  Tucker hooks his finger under my chin and raises my face to meet his gaze again. I’m aware of Neil’s presence close behind me.

  “You haven’t done anything?” Tucker asks, clearly becoming excited. “Like, nothing at all.”

  I feel so small and exposed and helpless right now, half naked and admitting my inexperience to these three alphas in my Daddy’s man cave.

  “I mean, I’ve kissed a little,” I say. “But only a little, and I’m worried I’m not even very good at that.”

  “Let’s find out.”

  Tilting my chin a bit higher, Tucker dips his face to mine and claims my mouth in a sizzlingly hot kiss. His incredibly soft, plush lips seem to melt into mine, and when I buck my lips open, his tongue delves inside, rolling against mine. When he finally pulls back, my knees are so weak they feel as though they could buckle at any moment.

  “Trish,” he whispers, “you’ve got nothing to worry about in that department.”

  “Really?” I ask, blushing even more deeply than before.

  “Don’t just take my word for it.” He turns me by my shoulders. “Here, Neil, you have a taste.”

  I’m still reeling from Tucker’s hot, sensuous kiss when Neil cups my face and kisses me every bit as deeply, sending shivers and goosebumps all down my arms and legs. As he pulls back, I’m left panting and gasping for air, as a thin string of saliva briefly bridges our lips.

  “Delicious,” he says with a smile.

  Suddenly I feel something smoothing over the bare cheeks of my tushy, and it takes me a moment to realize that it’s Tucker’s hands. I squeal and spin around.

  “Hey!” I shout. “What are you doing?”

  “Are you kidding me?” he asks. “Those little buns are too fucking adorable to resist.”

  Suddenly I feel Neil come up from behind me. His hands slip around my front, cupping my breasts through my shirt and pinching my hard little nipples through the fabric. That in and of itself gets my attention. But even more shocking is the long, hard rod that I feel pressed against my booty.

  I don’t know what’s more surprising—the fact that Neil’s erection is pressed against my ass or the realization of just how long it is.

  “Heston!” I shout. “Are you just gonna let them—”

  Before I can get the words out, Tucker is kissing me again, and my stupid tongue just can’t seem to help rolling and twirling against his. But I’m thinking Heston, being the strict one of the bunch, will put a stop to it.

  He doesn’t.

  “Let them do what?” Heston asks gruffly from the couch. “You’re the one who wanted to come in the man cave sweetheart. You should have known better than to tempt these fellas with your little untouched body.”

  While Neil clutches a fistful of my hair, I moan against Tucker’s lips as his hand travels down my belly and his fingers delve between my legs, rubbing me through my panties.

  “Damn,” Tucker groans. “Baby girl is so damn wet it’s unreal.”

  He’s right of course. My inexperienced little pussy is dripping wet at this point, and my arousal is nearly running down my thighs.

  “Let me feel,” Neil whispers behind me.

  His fingers explore me from behind, slipping between my crack, tickling my sensitive rear hole through my thong, and finally touching my pussy, the thick pads of his fingertips rubbing along my groove through the lace.

  “Shit, you weren’t kidding,” he says. “She’s sopping wet down there.”

  “We’d better do something about it,” Tucker says.

  Tuckers fingers sneak beneath the elastic waistband of my panties and through my short strip of pubic hair. I open my mouth to cry out, but all that escapes is a weak little whine as his fingers find my aching clit and start to rub.

  “Her little love button is damn near as hard as her nips,” Tucker says with a laugh.

  “Let’s get those babies out in the open too,” Neils says behind me. “They feel amazing, but I wanna see what they look like.”

  Even though I know this is totally messed up and wrong, I’m helpless to resist these talented older men. My body wants this, and it’s not letting my brain have any say in the matter. My arms raise as Neil’s fingers curl under the hem of my tee to pull it off over my head.

  “Fuck me,” Tucker grunts, still rubbing tight circles on my clit inside my panties. “Those are the prettiest, pinkest little nipples I think I’ve ever seen. You looking at these Heston?”

  “Hell yeah,” the formerly strict alpha growls from his spot on the couch. “But how do they taste?”

  Continuing to strum and flick my little pink pearl, Tucker dips his head to suckle my nipples, first one and then the other, going back and forth between them. He sucks them between his hot lips, swelling the already erect nubs with even more arousal while simultaneously flicking his tongue over the tips inside his mouth.

  The combination of sensations is overwhelming, and before I even have a chance to realize that it’s coming, an intense orgasm rips through my body, shuddering my muscles so violently that Neil has to grip me tightly to keep me from keeling over.

  Tucker draws himself off with a wet smack of his lips.

  “Fuck, I love how responsive your body is, baby girl.”

  “Did that feel good?” Heston asks me from the couch.

  “Mm-hm,” I hum.

  My tongue is incapable of forming words, and my body feels so limp and weak from coming that I have to rely on Neil’s strong arms to hold me upright.

  “Do you want to do it again?”

  “Mm-hm!” I whine.

  Tucker whirls me around so that I’m facing Neil, who immediately begins sucking and licking my tingling nipples. Meanwhile, behind me, Tucker drops to his knees, drag
ging my drenched panties down my thighs.

  Now I’m completely naked. Completely vulnerable and shivering with ecstasy as two of Daddy’s best friends pleasure me and a third watches.

  This is so wrong, but it feels so freaking good.

  In the front, Neil’s masterful fingers slide along the length of my slit, separating my folds and teasing at my opening. At the same time, in the back, Tucker is kissing and biting the cheeks of my bare tushy.

  “Do you want to come again like a good little girl?” Neil asks me, stroking my pussy with one hand and my face with the other.

  “Yes,” I beg as he tickles my entrance. “Touch me inside. Oh God, please make me come.”

  My voice sounds so needy and bratty I can barely believe it, and I just know that Neil won’t be able to resist a plea like that from his little girl. I cry out as his finger enters me and begins to stroke my soft, wet inner walls.

  “Damn, baby girl, you feel so fucking nice inside,” he groans as he starts to rub my special spot. A moment later he pushes another finger inside me, nearly jolting my feet off the floor.

  I moan and squeal as he caresses my tender insides. My body writhes uncontrollably. but Tucker clutches my hips tightly holding me steady. Peeling my cheeks apart, he buries his face deep in my crack and begins tonguing my rear hole, making me sob with pleasure.

  This double attention is almost too much to bear. My toes curl and I toss my head back as Neil fingers me and Tucker slathers my ass with his insistent tongue.

  “That’s right,” Neil whispers, clutching a tight fistful of my hair. “Come on my fingers like a good girl.”

  As Neil fingers me, stimulating my special spot, my channel engorges with arousal and clenches tightly around his digits, squeezing them hard. But he doesn’t let up with his stroking. Combined with Tucker’s tongue tickling my rear, it sends me over the edge again. My body convulses and spasms as I experience another intense climax, this time from the inside.

  “Oh God,” I moan, as my legs give out under me. “It feels so fucking good…”

  Neil’s arms catch me and lower me to the floor, gently turning my body and handing me off to Tucker again. I’m kneeling on the bear skin rug with Tucker’s handsome grinning face in front of me and Neil’s strong, steadfast arms supporting me from behind.

  “So are y’all gonna fuck her,” Heston asks, “or what?”

  Even in my current state, naked and weak from two shuddering orgasms, those words send a jolt through my body and my eyes snap wide.

  “Heston?” I say in a hushed voice.

  But already, Tucker is getting undressed. He slips off his shirt, revealing the hard chiseled muscles of his upper body and arms. Next he loses his pants, and for the first time I realize what an enormous bulge he’s rocking in his boxer briefs.

  “Is this what you want?” he asks.

  As he slides his underwear down and his massive cock swings free, I experience a dull aching throb of desire between my legs accompanied by renewed wetness.

  “Oh my gosh,” I whisper. “It’s so big Tucker.”

  “Lay back so she can ride you,” Neil suggests from behind me.

  And that’s exactly what he does. Reclining naked on the bear skin rug, Tucker’s massive erection sticks straight up like a pole. He grips the base and holds it steady while Neil hoists me onto his buddy’s throbbing penis.

  At first I think it won’t fit. Tucker’s blunt cockhead nudges at my entrance, and I whimper as I feel it starting to stretch me.

  “Shhh,” Neil soothes from behind me. “Just relax. You can handle it, big girl.”

  “Oh fuck!” I cry out as the tip pops inside me.

  Tucker’s girth is so great that the inner muscles of my pelvis ache and stretch to accommodate him. But my pussy is dripping wet. and as gravity does its work, I gradually slide down until my slippery wet bum is sitting on his thighs.

  I’m totally impaled.

  In a sudden flash of clarity, it occurs to me just how fucked up this is. What we were doing before—stripping, kissing, touching inside and out—all of that was nothing compared to this.

  Now I’m fucking my Daddy’s friend. And I’m doing it in our own house. If Daddy caught us now, he would kill us.

  But somehow that just makes it even hotter. And the way that Tucker’s thick meat is stretching and ruining my little pussy feels way too good. There’s no way I’m gonna stop now, even if these men would let me.

  Neil helps me at first, raising and lowering my body on Tucker’s shaft. Once I get the hang of it, I start riding him like a horny little cowgirl, yelping and gasping as his dick stirs all around inside me.

  “Does that feel good, princess?” Tucker grunts as he fucks me. “Do you like riding that big dick?”

  “Oh fuck yes,” I whine as I gyrate my hips, “You feel so fucking big and hard inside me.”

  But just when I thought this situation couldn’t get any wilder, another sound from behind me takes me by surprise. It’s the sound of Neil’s fly unzipping.

  “W-what are you doing?” I whimper over my shoulder.

  Behind me, Neil shirks his clothes off until he too is completely nude. As I glance down at his hard cock, I realize that his is huge as well. It looks like it’s not as thick as Tucker’s, but it’s also a little bit longer.

  “You’ve got more than one hole, angel,” he says softly as he sidles up behind me, his hard dick positioned upright between the cheeks of my ass.

  Is he seriously thinking what I think he’s thinking?

  A moment later my suspicions are confirmed when he presses a finger to my anus. My ass is still slippery from Tucker eating me, and Neil’s finger pops inside with little resistance.

  “Oh fuck!” I scream, my voice filling the dark, cozy space of the man cave.

  “How does she feel back there?” Tucker grunts between pumps.

  “Fucking tighter than anything I’ve ever felt,” Neil says.

  He slides his finger back out, and a moment later, I feel his throbbing helmet pressed against my hole.

  “Wait,” I gasp. “I’m not sure if I can…”

  But my words get jumbled up and turn into a garbled mess of syllables as Neils cock pushes into me from behind. It hurts at first, and I wince as he gradually works himself deeper and deeper into my butthole. But soon the pain disappears, and all that is left is the most incredible sensation of fullness that I’ve ever experienced.

  I’m totally stuffed. I have two enormous dicks in me, and they are both pumping me like there’s no tomorrow.

  Tucker’s thick member is stretching my hitherto virgin pussy to its very limits. Meanwhile, Neil’s cock is delving deep into my rear channel, and with no cervix for him to bump, it’s the perfect hole for his slightly longer dick.

  “Oh fuck,” Tucker groans as he grips my hips. “Man, I can feel you moving inside her. Holy shit…”

  That just makes me ten times hornier as I realize that these two older men can feel each other fucking me through my inner walls.

  “Heston,” Neil grunts as he pumps my ass. “You’re not just gonna sit there all day are you? She’s still got one more hole, man.”

  From the couch, Heston grins. All this time, he’s just been watching his buds use my body like a filthy little fuck toy. But the massive bulge at the crotch of his jeans makes it clear that he’s more than ready to get in on the action.

  He stands, kicking off his shoes before taking off his manly flannel shirt to reveal his thickly muscled torso. I try to focus on him, but it’s hard as my body is jolting from the hard fucking that I’m getting from front and back.

  “You think you can handle one more cock, you little brat?” he growls.

  I whimper and nibble my lip as he unfastens his belt and then the top of his jeans. He slides the rough denim down his thighs, and I see right away that he’s going commando, which makes my pussy squeeze tighter around Tucker’s shaft.

  Taking his sweet time, Heston pushes his jeans low
er, revealing inch after inch of his hard cock. I keep expecting his head to pop into view at any moment, but instead all that is revealed is more and more of that huge, veined dick.

  When at last the entire member comes free, it swings upward with such force that it smacks against his tight abs.

  “Oh God,” I moan, as a trickle of drool runs from the corner of my lips.

  Heston steps close and pets my wild hair away from my face. He gathers it into a neat ponytail, which he wraps around his knuckles. Then he slowly guides his cock into my open mouth.

  His hard, thick cock is warm and smooth on the pad of my tongue. He guides me with his fist, bobbing my head on his dick while his two buddies fuck me in my pussy and ass.

  I can’t help but giggle around Heston’s meaty shaft as it occurs to me that not ten minutes ago I had never done anything more than kiss a boy. Since then, I’ve popped my cherry, lost my back-door virginity as well, and now I’m stuffed with three huge cocks at the same time—something I never expected to experience.

  The feeling of being shared and used by my Daddy’s friends tips me over the edge one more time, and I come again. The walls of my pussy constrict around Tucker’s fucking shaft, and my tight little anus squeezes Neil as well.

  “Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Tucker groans, arching his back.

  Suddenly Heston withdraws from my gasping mouth and Neil jerks me backward so that I leaning back into him. His cock stays buried in my butthole, but Tucker’s slips out and not a moment too soon, because a long rope of thick, gooey semen spurts from Tucker’s dick, striping my belly.

  “Yes,” I scream. “Oh fuck yes, come all over me.”

  Tucker springs to his knees, jerking his cock wildly and painting my flesh with spurt after spurt of hot cum. At the same time, Neil bellows behind me, and I feel his own sticky warmth coating my channel as he spends himself inside my ass.

  But all the way, as my body shudders and these two rough older men mark me inside and out with their seed, my eyes never leave Heston’s which are still locked on me with that trademark intensity.