50 SHADES of EROTICA: Mega Collection of 50 Erotic Stories (12 page)

Alison giggled and sat up, rolling Libby over on her belly and spreading her cheeks.  “A little,” she said, “But a lot less if I do this first.”  Alison tongued the puckered rosebud and inserted first one, then two fingers inside the tight ring. As her ass loosened, Libby began to move her hips, pushing back against Alison’s fingers.  “Are you ready baby?” Alison whispered.

“Please!” Libby whimpered.  As she felt his length slowly push into her, Libby ignored the minor pain as the pleasure began to build.  When Clay was hilted in Libby, Alison began to cum, shaking the entire bed with the power of her orgasm. Libby came immediately afterwards, lying under Clay’s welcome weight.  Clay was kissing the back of her neck as Alison’s lips brushed hers…and Libby had a profound sense that she had finally come into her own as a woman.

Janie has no idea what her stepfather Ethan is going to do about her mother’s increasingly violent verbal attacks and accusations, but she knows that she herself has had enough. When mom is carted off to jail for the night, Janie discovers that Ethan has been deprived of her mother’s physical charms for a very long time.  Their mutual misery is relieved when Janie takes the initiative, and the two of them begin to share their
Forbidden Secrets…

Janie Curtin lay in her bedroom with her pillow pulled over her head as she mother raged in the living room.  Her mother, as usual, was being a total bitch, giving her stepfather Ethan no opportunity to get a word in edgewise. Vanessa Fields was not easy to get along with under normal circumstances, and when she was in a rage, she was impossible. Tonight she was in a rage because Ethan had refused to ground eighteen year old Janie for being ten minutes late on a Saturday night date…and Janie had even taken a picture of Sean changing the flat tire.

Vanessa had charged out the door screaming when Janie had come home, scaring poor Sean off and slapping at Janie all the way into the house.  Ethan was a normally quiet and patient man, but he came close to losing his temper as Vanessa tried her best to slap the hell out of Janie.  The hitting was bad, but it wasn’t the worst.  It was the cutting words of her mother.  “You sneaking little tramp!  You’ve probably been sucking that boy’s cock all night, haven’t you?”  She lifted Janie’s skirt high, exposing her lacy panties to Ethan’s eyes, causing him to flush a bright crimson.

“Still have your panties on do you?  Did you take them off for a gang bang at the drive in?  How many boys fucked you tonight.”

“That’s enough, Vanessa,” Ethan said, stepping between them. 

“You always take her side damn you Ethan…are you fucking the little slut too?  Vanessa viciously turned on her husband.  Ethan turned to Janie and motioned her to her bedroom, and Janie sped from the room without looking back.  She could hear them downstairs, her mother yelling, and her stepfather talking quietly.  About fifteen minutes later, Vanessa took her screaming match to the front yard and began to throw stones from the flowerbeds that Ethan had worked so hard on just to please her. The screaming continued until Janie saw the rotating blue lights outside the house.  Either the neighbors had called or a passing patrol car had heard her and stopped.  Janie knew how this was going to end…when Vanessa was on the rampage, any attempt to exercise authority over her ended in disaster.   Sure enough, the yelling only ended when the cops put Vanessa into the back seat in handcuffs and hauled her off.

In a few minutes, Ethan came up and knocked on her door.  “Can I come in?” he asked softly.  Drying her tears, Janie sat up straight and asked him to come in.

He took her into his arms and caressed her hair, apologizing for her mother’s actions and the rude things she had said.  Janie took a step back from him, not realizing that her clothing was in disarray and one petite breast was peeking out fetchingly from her partially unbuttoned blouse.  “Why do you always apologize for her daddy?  She treats you like total shit and you just keep taking it, no matter what she says or does…she must be a real tigress in the bedroom for you to put up with all this crap.”  Janie realized that Ethan was blushing, and that he was staring at her chest.  A slow smile crept over her face as she buttoned the blouse up slowly, letting him watch as much as he wanted.

Ethan shook his head.  “That’s kind of what I came up here for Janie.  I can’t take this anymore.  Whatever your mother and I had is long gone.  I’m leaving her as soon as I can arrange for you to be taken care of. Janie was speechless.  She had no desire to be left behind with her mother and she said so. “That’s what I meant honey,” Ethan said, his large gentle hand on her shoulder, “I won’t leave her until I’m certain you’re in safe hands.

“Daddy, I’m eighteen years old, and I can take care of myself…I don’t need anybody to take care of me.”

“Honey, you still have to finish high school, and there’s college this fall…”

“I don’t care daddy I don’t want you to leave!”  She threw herself sobbing into his arms.  Ethan was caught by surprise and he tumbled over on the bed.  They were both suddenly intensely aware of her breasts pressing against his chest, and the instant response of his erection against her belly.

“Janie, I…” his mumbling apology was cut off by the soft pressure of her lips on his. 

“Daddy,” she breathed.  Her nipples rose unbidden as her breasts pressed into him and his erection continued to swell.  She tore her blouse open and the fabric of his shirt was rubbing maddeningly against her nipples.   Janie turned sideways on top of him, maintaining the sweet contact of her nipples on his chest, and moving her small delicate hands to the thickness in the front of his pants.  Her fingers curled around  his shaft and he moaned.

“Baby this isn’t right,” Ethan murmured, even as his hand sought her small, perfectly shaped breasts an cupping one.

In answer, Janie’s fingers unzipped his trousers and her hand maneuvered through the maze of his briefs seeking his bare flesh and finding it.  Trembling, her fingers traced the contours of his penis.  “Oh daddy!” she said.  Janie was no longer listening to Ethan’s half hearted protests…she wanted him.

At five feet six inches tall, Janie was taller than the other girls on the gymnastics team, but she was slender and exceptionally flexible.  Her small a-cup breasts, her narrow waist, and her slender hips gave her a boyish look, which caused her to take great pains with the way she dressed in order to express her
very
feminine personality.  Her belly was hard and flat.  She wore her hair in a short blonde bob making it easier to care for after gymnastics workouts, and her pretty face was highlighted by a pair of probing and highly intelligent violet eyes framed with incredibly long lashes…and it was these same violet eyes that Ethan was drowning in as her hand stroked his rigid cock.

“Oh god,” he moaned.  Her hand felt so good on his bare penis.  Unknown to Janie, Vanessa hadn’t so much as touched him in more than two years.

Janie, on the other hand, was a great deal more experienced in matters sexual than Ethan was aware of.  Vanessa had been terribly off base in her accusations about gang bangs and blowing every boy in school, but only because Janie hadn’t worked up the nerve to be so blatant about the desires raging in her teenage body.  A lot of Vanessa’s concerns were a valid expression of her fears, because she remembered her own flaming desires at the same age.  Vanessa, whose parents were infinitely less strict than she herself was, had worked her way through both the football
and
basketball teams in high school and college both.  She couldn’t even go back to her home town after she graduated because of her reputation as the ‘gang bang queen.’

Janie was no novice at sex, and it was only her dedication to her sport and to her determination to get into a good college that kept her from being as promiscuous as her mother had been before her.

The warm flow of Ethan’s cum across her hand told Janie more about the state of Ethan’s sex life than he had wanted her to know.  Her blouse now lying on the floor, Janie sat up, her hand still wrapped around his cock.  Staring from the cum on the back of her hand to his reddened face, Janie suddenly understood that the physical relationship her parents shared had been over for some time. “Daddy…” she said softly, to get his attention.  When his eyes met hers, she slowly lifted her hand and licked his semen from her skin.  When it was all gone and her skin cleaned of all the residue, she lowered her head to his still swollen penis.

Ethan was no stranger to blowjobs, Vanessa had once been the best he’d ever seen at it. He was, however, totally unprepared for the emotional and physical impact of his adored stepdaughter’s hot wet mouth on his erection.  Only by an enormous effort of will did he manage not to cum again as she took him all the way to the base of his cock, her soft lush lips encircling him as her nose pressed against his pubic bone. Unable to contain his rising passion, he reached for her hips and pulled them over his face.  He could feel her belly contracting against his chest as he lifted her skirt and tugged her panties down.

Janie, knowing what was coming next, reached down and tore the flimsy panties from her thighs and spread her legs as wide as she could.  As responsible young woman, she had confined her sexual activities to oral sex except with a very few special young men, and she had quickly developed a love for the sensations.  The fact that the object of her oral expertise was her loving daddy added a wicked and delicious  thrill to what she was doing.  She took his cock from her mouth, stroking it up and down so that she could talk to him as his tongue sought out the delicate and tender places that excited her the most.

“Oh daddy,” she whispered, “yes daddy, there!  Right there!  God that feels so good daddy, please, please, please!”  Her hips ground down lightly on his soft lips, his tongue right at the base of her clit, his chin pushing against the soft sparse curls of her pubic mound.  She was having trouble concentrating on sucking him, though the quivering head of his cock was just before her parted lips. 

He could feel her heated breath against his glans as she spoke.  “Daddy, that feels so fucking good…oh god…oh god!”  Her hips writhed against his face as she came, her soft wail rising in the dim light of her bedroom.

Janie collapsed against his belly, numbed by the swift violence of her orgasm.  Who would have ever believed that her handsome, loving daddy could eat pussy so well?  His hard cock bounced against her forehead, but all she could do was wrap her arms around his waist and nuzzle into the crisp hair at the base of his cock.  “I love you daddy,” she whispered against his belly.

“I love you too Janie,” he whispered.  Inwardly he was screaming at himself for what he had done, it was wrong, and it could be highly dangerous for his life and his career…and his cock was still hard as hell.

In spite of her lassitude, it was Janie who moved first.  She stood up by the bed and took her daddy by the hand, leading him to the master bedroom and the king sized bed inside.  Ethan tried to speak, but Janie shushed him with a forefinger to his lips.  “Mother won’t get out until after she’s arraigned in the morning, unless one of us goes to bail her out.  I won’t do it.  We have until eight or nine o’clock tomorrow morning to decide what we’re going to do daddy…and I’m going to get what I need before we talk about it.”

“And what is it you need baby girl?” Ethan asked under his breath.

“You,” she said simply.  Janie slid the skirt from her hips, and slipped off the sandal that were her only remaining articles of clothing.  Naked, she was beautiful in the well lit bedroom.  She knelt before him and began to methodically undress him.  Each time she took something off him, she kissed the area uncovered passionately.

Ethan, in spite of his knowledge that he was terribly wrong, had been starved for affection for several years as Vanessa’s behavior deteriorated.  He was effectively helpless in her loving hands.  While he was still sitting on the side of the bed, she raised her eyes to his.  “I want to make you cum daddy, I want to taste it…I want to feel your cum in my belly before I feel it inside my pussy.”  With her short speech finished, she bent and engulfed him again.  He was amazed that she could take it all without choking.  She looked almost angelic, bent over naked as if she were praying.  He shuddered as he felt her tongue reaching along the bottom of his shaft, seeking his balls.  With a small movement of her shoulders, she shifted and he felt her right hand heft his balls and pull the closer to her tongue.

He couldn’t have said how long she sucked him, it seemed to last forever at the same time it seemed to be over too quickly.  When his balls tensed in his scrotum and his penis began to surge, Ethan moved his hands to her head, but she was determined to take his cum in her mouth.  When the first hot jets of his scalding cum struck the back of her throat, Janie began to make greedy, mewling sounds as she swallowed his cum.  She kept sucking until long after every single drop had been swallowed.

They lay together in the vast king sized bed, her nakedness pressed against his skin from head to toe.  “I love you daddy,” she said sleepily.

“I love you too Janie,” he said, and they both slept.  The lights were still on, and the full moon was beginning to slide down in the sky when Ethan woke up.  The bedside alarm clock said it was two o’clock, and Janie’s hips were pressing rhythmically against his newly erect cock.

“I didn’t think you were ever going to wake up daddy,” Janie giggled, “I’m so horny I’m about to burst!” She rolled off him onto her back, her thighs spread wide, her arms held out in invitation.  “Please daddy,” she said, “fuck me.”