Taboo Porn Stories Page 663
People often ask me if my writing is fiction or non fiction, so I will confirm here and now all my writing is in my fantasies, all involves adults over the age of 18, in fact well over the age of 18 and any reference to anything is purely in my thoughts. Especially the following story.
Frankie had been out with the girls again and this time wasn’t approached by any strange amazon women or many men to be fair.
They had started the night at Gemma’s on champagne then gone into town and she knew she had d***k far more then she should have.
She had gone to the toilet in the last pub and s... Continue»
I began dressing to attract my dad. My mom was a beautiful and classy woman. Her style of dress was impeccable. She always wore pencil skirts or dresses of modest lenght, 4" heels, and always sheer fitted nylons and either a 6 or 8 strap waist cincher. Pantyhose had become quite popular by then but she did not wear them.
I had witnessed my parent making love many times. They had a "date" night once a week and mom would look her best. The date always ended with them making love. I would peek through the bedroom door and watch with envy as they kissed and held each other. It was always missi... Continue»
When i was 15 my s****r held a f****y gathering at her flat which was good as i saw relatives i haven't seen for ages. I had already asked to stay over on the sofa which was fine so i knew i could drink after my parents had left and not worry about going home after. It came the time when the last guest left and me and my s****r sat on the sofa and drank some more.
After we'd finish off the remainder of a bottle of Vodka my s****r went off to bed, so with the blankets ready i settled down onto the sofa in my boxers and closed my eyes.
As started to drift off to sl**p i woke to my s****r runni... Continue»
Does age really matter when it comes to love, lust and desire?
The sun shone through the partially open window and as it hit his face he woke. He quickly remembered everything from yesterday and smiled. The young naked woman lying at his side with her leg over his and her head on his chest gave him a warm feeling he had not felt in a long time. He was looking down at her as she woke and this time she did not jump up but snuggled tighter to him and rubbed his belly with her hand. He reached down taking her chin in hand and lifting then looking deeply into her eyes.
“Good morning, did you ... Continue»
I stretched out on the sofa in knickers and soft woolen top, enjoying the fabric as it brushed my nipples into a hardening that contrasted the warm softness of the material.
I touched them and felt excited, a sort of eroticism swept through my being, as tried to imagine a stranger doing it and the feed-back from my hardening, made me ache deeper down as I shifted and felt for the ultimate relief.
Closing my eyes and warming to my naughtiness as I touched myself, my thoughts drifting to my meeting of three men in the hotel bar.
After one drink I sensed their need of me and I felt giddy with ... Continue»
I was laying in the big white bed of my Mistress Chrissy, enjoying the luxury of being there on the soft comfy fabric, it sure beats the uncomfortable hard wooden table of the rack down in my basement which had become my bed.
I had been very good and worked very hard for my mistress the day before and was granted the privilage of spending the night in her bed with her. It was about 8:30 in the morning on a cool sunny day. I felt very good having had a good nights sl**p, I'd already performed the first service of the day for my mistress by waking her up in the usual way she demands for, a ... Continue»
“Fuck my ass,” Jennifer Smith was whimpering aloud, breathing and biting into the soft pillow beneath her head. The 39 year old glasses-wearing assistant sales-director, wife, and mother of two was positioned on her marital bed on hands and knees with her perfectly shaped ass in the air. Her husband Tim was sitting in a chair in the corner pumping his own meat, and her 19 year old son Mark was sitting on his knees behind her, about to insert his 8 incher into the only orifice belonging to this mother that he hadn’t taken yet.
Mark had been fucking his mother in the presence o... Continue»
Mark’s balls may have been drained for now, but they were already stirring as he looked at his mother lying on the bed. She was looking right at him with her brown eyes through those librarian’s glasses. That mousy look gave her natural good looks something wildly erotic to him, aside from her body and position of course. Jennifer, mousy or not, was lying on the bed looking like a wanton slut, just the way she wanted to be, and with the people she wanted to be a slut with. Her son waiting for her, and her husband sitting in the chair whacking his meat.
The mother of two suppo... Continue»
“I want you to fuck me.”
Mark lifted his sticky face from his mother's loins and looked at her, seeing her look back at him, the lustful stare of her brown eyes piercing his.
Jennifer wanted to make sure her son knew what she had said, so she curled her upper lip in such a manner that her grimace betrayed how nasty the thoughts made her feel and how nasty she wanted Mark to see her be. She curled her upper lip as she rasped the words again while looking her son right in the eyes.
“I want you to fuck me, Mark. I want to you to fuck the shit outta me.”
Jennifer felt a ... Continue»
It had been days since Jennifer got her surprise from Tim, her husband. And what a lovely surprise it was. Jennifer had been called by her husband at work and told to get home as soon as she could, hinting that what was waiting for her was one of her sexual fantasies come true. As Jennifer finished work that day to the best of her abilities, all that went through her mind was what it could be, from the several fantasies she had admitted to having.
It turned out the be the one fantasy that Jennifer figured to be the least possible, and maybe because of that fact, also the most... Continue»
Jennifer Smith couldn't wait to get home. The assistant sales-director got a phone call from her husband Tim during the day and she'd been feeling giddy ever since. It was a long working day, but Tim's phone call really made her feel better. She loved her husband very much, but in the last couple of years they've had their problems. Without either of them knowing it, they were both feeling dissatisfied with their sex-life, until at one point they had an argument which almost prompted a break-up, and they found out they had both been having the same problem. But ever since that m... Continue»
“Remember that night that you confessed to me you had those fantasies about Mark? Well, honey, here is your surprise. You wanted your son, and I’m giving him to you.”
Tim’s words registered in Jennifer’s brain, but they seemed to come from a distance. It all seemed hazy. She had indeed confessed her i****tuous desires to Tim one night, and it had turned him on immensely and they fucked like rabbits for the rest of the night.
But of all the fantasies she had, this surely had to be the one she expected least to ever happen. After all, what are the odds of a woman having sexual... Continue»
As Jennifer’s tongue circled and slithered around the head of her son’s cock, she kept eye contact with him, connecting with her offspring in a place forbidden, a place where the minds of mother and son meet, not in the form of mother-son love, but in the form of pure, depraved, i****tuous lust. A place where the boundaries of f****y vaporize, where the walls of taboo are broken down by a mother who wants nothing more than to fuck her own son and a son who wants to fuck his own mother. A place where even her husband and his father, Tim couldn’t get to.
Jennifer drew back her ... Continue»
Upon returning home after thoroughly destroying mom's body and half of
her mind at the cabin, there was a new pecking order and she was at the bottom.
This position made everyone, including her, very happy for a brief time.
Unfortunately "living happily ever after" came to a halt within days. Honey and
I fucked up a storm at my place. The first few days back couldn't have been
better as far as she and I were concerned. Tits however began to get on our
You'd think that after what was done to her at the cabin Sharon would have
This is a story of me and my ex right after we broke we were still pretty rocky, but she never hesitated to call me if she needed me. Once while handling an ant infestation over her house, she retired to her upstairs bedroom while I went to work.
"Just let your self our when you're finished" she told me in a semi smart ass tone. What a bitch!! After all, here I was there helping her out! I always blamed her attitude on her mulatto genes, maybe her body was constantly at war with each other, black vs white. At the same time though, this gave her the perfect skin complexion and features, she... Continue»
i was finally getting used to my new life as a slave.and i was really enjoying it.i was dreaming lazily in my cage when my master came in and unlocked the deadbolt lock on my cage,releasing me.but he didnt let me get out,for, his hand grabed my colar and yanked'(HARD!!!)causeing me to faceplant the floor infront of him.i got on all fours and looked at him , fear rising in my eyes.'i cant belive i took mercy on you again you worthless whore!' he then kicked me in the stomach with his steeled toed boots.'m-m-m-master....w-w-why ......d-d-did you.....d-do t-t-that?' i wimpere... Continue»
“What the fuck are you doing!?”
“Oh, Hi Dad,” my son said looking up from his computer as I walked into the lounge. “That’s got to be the silliest question you’ve ever asked me.”
I had come home early from work. The house was quiet and I thought Tony, my son, was still at college. I fancied a drink so I headed for the lounge and as I opened the door, stopped dead. My son was there, His laptop on the table and he was naked as he watched it. His right hand was pumping his very erect cock. His casual answer had flummoxed me. I tried to regain my anger.
“Don’t be bl**dy cheeky. I ... Continue»
Turning 18 didn't change anything!
Sure, he was older... He had graduated from high-school (decently in the middle of his class), but nothing had really
changed! He was still stuck in a house with a bunch of women... He still didn't know what he was going to do with his life.
...And he still found himself trying to contain/ control his ever-growing cock, that seemed to plague him regularly!
Petey (That was what his mom, s****rs, and everyone else in his predominate-female f****y called him!) His full name was Marcus Paul Evans... But, he had been an indoctrinated Catholic. The kind... Continue»
The talk between June and Nita had been long and rather difficult. June first told Nita she knew about Jerry and her and then went on to explain how she needed sex and that all it was between her and Jerry.
It took Nita awhile to digest all but then she just accepted it and figured she was just going to have to share Jerry.
The trouble is she was beginning to think she might have to share him with Sarah as well. She was thinking that there just might not be enough of him to go around and she might have to start looking for another cock to fill her pussy.
It was almost a month bef... Continue»
It was late May and we had been having some pretty fierce storms in our area. The last one that pounded the neighborhood had done considerable damage to several homes, including ours. The high winds and heavy rains knocked down some large trees, one of them crashing down on our roof making a huge hole and breaking several windows out. The next day it was determined that we would not be able to live in the house until it was repaired.
My Mom and Dad had to rent a motel room nearby as they both had jobs and couldn't miss work. As for me it was going to be expensive to rent a room just for me... Continue»