Taboo The Collection (10 page)

His words thrilled her and she wiggled in his lap, hearing him groan, but feeling his cock respond, throbbing against the denim. “Please… show me.”

“Show you?” He looked dazed, confused, as she took his hand, daring, not quite believing it herself, to bring it up to her breast.

“Show me… show me how beautiful you think I am,” she urged, her mouth so close to his they were almost kissing. “Make me believe it.”

“Oh god.” He swallowed, shaking his head, but his hand moved on its own, cupping her flesh, thumbing her nipple through her blouse, making it stand at attention. “Sweetie, we shouldn’t—”

Tina moaned softly, arching, giving him more of her ample breast, covering his protest with her mouth. It wasn’t nearly enough, not even close, and she broke their kiss briefly so she could straddle him, pulling her blouse over her head and dropping it to the floor.

“Oh Jesus, Mary and Joseph.” His gaze fell on her breasts, spilling over a bra that was far too small—her mother always bought her clothes a little too tight as incentive—so small that her areolas appeared above the cups, her nipples hard and straining to get loose.

“We can’t do this.” He looked up at her, shaking his head again, but his hands had a mind of their own. “Oh god, you’re so fucking gorgeous.” He licked his lips, his eyes glazing over as he fondled first one, then the other.

She knew his resolve was waning. She also knew boys liked her breasts—it was one feature she knew to play up—and she felt a surge of pleasure through her body when she pulled her bra down, letting her tits spill free into her father’s hands. The look on his face was a mix of delirium and animal lust.

“Please,” she whispered, watching his big hands try to contain the overspill of flesh. “Oh it feels so good…”

With a low sound, something between a growl and a groan, his mouth found her nipple, sucking it between his lips. She whimpered and began to grind her hips, unable to stop herself, as if the friction could rub away their clothes. His cock strained against the denim of his jeans, and her motion in his lap created an actual heat they could both feel.

“Oh Tina,” he whispered, pressing her breasts together in his hands, flicking one nipple, then the other. “You’re so fucking beautiful I can’t stand it. I want you so much.”

“You do?” She watched him rubbing his stubbly cheek against the tender flesh of her breasts.

He opened his eyes, frowning. “It’s wrong, I know.”

“No.” She cupped his face in her hands. “I want you too.” She didn’t want him to say no—she couldn’t bear his rejection, not now—so she grabbed his hand again, this time placing it between her legs. Her skirt gave him easy access and his eyes widened when he felt the hot, swollen heat of her pussy through the damp crotch of her panties.

“See?” She moved her hips, grinding her mound into his palm, watching the look on his face change from guilt to wonder to desire. “See how much?”

He didn’t answer her, his fingers busy working their way under the elastic of her panties, searching through the soft, wiry hair of her pussy for her wet slit. She moaned when he found her clit with his thumb, easing it gently back and forth, his gaze never leaving her face.

“Feel good?” he inquired, a smile playing on his lips. She rocked her hips toward him, giving him more, wanting more, rising up fully on her knees in his lap.

“So very good,” she murmured, her head going back as his thumb made flat, easy circles, his fingers probing, looking for her entrance. She moaned when he slid two fingers inside of her and she squeezed her muscles around him, moving her hips, beginning to fuck him back.

“Mmmm, good girl,” he encouraged, his other hand moving up to her breast, pulling at her nipple, making her whole body sing. “You like that?”

“Yessss.” She looked down at him with half-closed eyes, her breath coming so fast she couldn’t catch it. “But I know what I’d like better.”

He raised an eyebrow, asking the question without a word.

“Your cock inside of me.” She leaned in and pressed her mouth to his ear. “I want you to fuck me, Daddy.”

He groaned and grabbed her ass in both hands. Her pussy cried out at the absence of his fingers, but she didn’t have much time to think because her stepfather was wrapping her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck, and carrying her up the stairs. She giggled against his neck, remembering he used to carry her up the stairs just like this when she was too sleepy to make the trip on her own. He hesitated at the top of the stairs, looking down the hall to her room, and then the other way, towards his own.

“Your bed,” she urged, squeezing him between her thighs. “Fuck me in your bed.”

His eyes lit up at the prospect and he carried her in there, nudging the door open with his knee and before she knew what was happening, they were rolling around in her parents’ bed, kissing and tugging at each other’s clothes with desperation.

“We so shouldn’t be doing this,” he panted, lifting his hips so she could tug his jeans down. “But I can’t stop. You’re so fucking beautiful.”

His words were like fuel to the fire inside of her and she didn’t resist at all when he pulled her skirt off, leaving her in just panties on the bed. Now they were both stripped down to their underwear.

She was normally embarrassed by her body, ashamed for anyone to see it, but the look on his face when he saw her unclothed was intoxicating. He looked at her like he could devour her.

And then he did.

Tina gasped in surprise when his mouth covered her mound through her panties, his tongue lapping, making her squirm and writhe on the bed. No one had ever done that to her before and the sensation was incredible, but she was far too embarrassed to let him go on.

“No, Daddy, no,” she protested, trying to push him away.

“Hold still.” He growled, grabbing her hips and yanking her panties down her thighs. He breathed a soft sigh when he saw her pussy for the first time and then he was devouring her again, his tongue pushing between her swollen labia, finding the nub of her clit in an instant.

“Oh! Daddy!” she cried, her knees falling open as he licked her, his mouth fastened on her mound. “Oh no… no… ohhhhh. That’s so good! Ohhhhh!”

“Mmmmm!” He encouraged her, licking faster, spreading her open with his fingers to stroke her slit up and down, searching for her entrance. She moaned when he slid two of them into her, just like he had on the couch, but his mouth was far, far better against her clit than anything she’d ever felt—including the electric toothbrush she had hidden in her underwear drawer.

“Oh Daddy… if you keep doing that, I’m… I’m…mmmmmmm…”

His fingers pressed deeper, making her quiver, and he paused for a moment to look up at her face. “Good girl. I want you to come for me. Come all over my face. Will you do that?”

She whimpered, flushing deeply. “I can’t. Please, don’t make me.”

“Yes you can.” He flicked his tongue over her clit, teasing. “Feel that?”

She nodded, biting her lip to keep from crying out, and then he sucked her clit between his lips, twisting his fingers inside her, and she couldn’t help the way her hips thrust up to meet him.

“Ohhh baby girl, your pussy tastes so fucking good,” he groaned, mashing his face against her flesh. His words made her flush with heat and pleasure. “I’m going to eat you until you come.”

And he did just as he promised, not letting Tina roll away when she wanted to, not letting her escape the hot lash of his tongue, making her play with her breasts, telling her how much it turned him on to watch her, so she couldn’t resist, sending hot sparks down to her aching pussy with every pinch of her nipples.

“Daddy!” she cried, the feeling rising with her hips, centered between her legs. “Oh god, Daddy, I’m going to come!”

He groaned against her pussy, shoving his fingers in and out of her and sucking her clit hard between his lips. Tina shuddered, her pussy clamping down on his pistoning fingers as she came and came, her contractions fast and hard at first, driving her hips up and up, until the sensation finally fluttered off into oblivion, leaving her gasping for breath in her father’s arms.

“Such a good girl,” he whispered against her ear as he moved on top of her. She knew what was coming and she was more than ready for it, opening her thighs for him, feeling the first press of his cock between them. Somewhere along the way, his underwear had disappeared. “Oh baby, you’re the most beautiful girl in the world. I want you so much.”

“Really?” She looked into his eyes, searching for the truth. “You aren’t just saying that?”

“I’ve wanted you for so long,” he confessed, groaning when she reached down to grab his cock. So hard! She stroked his length gently, like she’d seen him do that night in his study.

“Me too, Daddy,” she whispered into his ear, rubbing the head of his cock against her still-quivering clit. “I know you were thinking about me… in your office.”

His head came up, eyes wide. “Wh—what?”

“I was under your desk the other night,” she confessed, flushing, squirming beneath him. His cock twitched and swelled in her hand. “I sooo wanted to suck you, Daddy. It seemed like such a waste, because I wanted to swallow all your cum.”

“Oh god.” He lowered his head to her breasts, sucking and lapping at her nipples as she tugged at his cock. He lifted his head, his look almost pained, a question in his eyes.

“What?” she murmured, running a hand through his hair, still dark but graying at the temples. “What is it?”

He pressed her breasts together, biting his lip, and met her eyes. “I want to fuck your gorgeous tits. Please?”

“Oh yes!” She smiled, putting her hands over his, making the mounds on her chest rise. “They’re very sensitive.”

He came to her, eyes burning, cock pulsing, the head slick with her juices. She took him in her hand, rubbing her thumb over the tip, making him groan. She liked the way that made her feel. Powerful.

“Going to need a little more lubrication,” she whispered, tugging him toward her mouth. He gasped when she took him between her lips, rolling her tongue all around the tip. She knew how to do this well enough, and she liked showing him, watching the pleasure twist his features. Grabbing his hips, she guided him deeper into her throat, coating him with saliva, sucking him so enthusiastically, his eyes rolled back into his head.

“Easy,” he murmured, slowing her, easing out of her mouth. “I still want to fuck those beautiful tits.”

“I want you to.” Her eyes lit up with delight as he pressed her breasts together, slipping his cock into her cleavage. The sensation was nice—but the look of pleasure almost to the point of pain on his face was the most gratifying thing about it. He fondled her breasts, toying with her nipples, moving his hips and driving his cock into her flesh.

“Ohhhh yes,” she whispered, licking her lips as he tweaked her nipples, fucking her tits, completely lost in the sensation. Her pussy ached and she pressed her thighs together, feeling her clit pulse in the swollen squeeze of her labia. “Oh god. Oh god. Don’t stop.”

He opened his eyes, looking down and seeing her face, a mask of pleasure, and focused his attention on the nipples in his fingers. “Sensitive, hm?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned, hips rocking, the motion of his hips rocking her toward heaven. “Oh god, I’m gonna… I’m… ohhhhhhhh!”

“Oh sweet, sweet girl,” he cried as her climax shook her whole body, curling her toes, closing her eyes and arching her back, his cock caught between the rise of her breasts, both of their hands together, pressing them tight together.

“Oh Daddy,” she whispered, barely recovered, head spinning, the tip of his cock appearing at the top of her cleavage. She reached her tongue out, dizzy, trying to lick the head. “Ohhh, you’re so hard. I wish you were inside of me.”

He groaned, shaking his head, hips bucking toward her lips, pre-cum glistening at the tip. “Oh, no, baby, if I fuck you… god…” he panted, closing his eyes.

“Oh please,” she begged, wiggling, reaching for his cock and squeezing it. “I want it so much.”

“Oh fuck, I can’t…”

She stroked him, still breathing from her orgasm, licking and sucking the head with such hunger it made both of them gasp.

“Pretty please?” she begged, never feeling more powerful in her life as she slipped his cock back and forth between her lips, his eyes burning into hers. “With sugar on top?”

“Fuck!” He relented with a loud moan, positioning himself over her, waiting, letting her guide him toward her throbbing flesh—but once he was inside of her, there was no more hesitation. He bucked his hips against hers, driving her into the bed, shaking the whole thing, the headboard hitting the wall over and over.

Tina wrapped her legs around him, her arms too, letting herself be carried away. She had never had an orgasm with a man’s cock inside of her, but she loved being fucked, the sweet sensation of being filled. And she liked knowing her body was being used for his pleasure, that something about her was pleasing to him.

“Oh god, sweetheart,” he panted in her ear. “Your pussy is so fucking hot… so tight… ohhhhh god… you’re going to make Daddy come!”

“Come for me,” she whispered, hot against his cheek, feeling the tickle between her legs rising to an impossible hum. “Oh… ohhhh… ohhhh Daddy! Oh god!”