Extra Taboo - a Collection of Taboo Adult Erotic Stories for Women: Erotica for Women, by Women by Meredith McClain
Authors: Meredith McClain
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“What’s up?”
“Even though the way you did it was horrible, you turned my life around. Your father isn’t that bad of a person and I’m starting to forgive my mother. I always felt like she didn’t try hard enough to get my dad off of drugs….that he loved the drugs more than he loved us.”
“He was an addict. They don’t know any better. I’m sure he loved the both of you and that your mom did everything she could.”
“I never felt like it was enough. I suppose that was selfish of me to feel that way though. And I can’t even tell her this, because she can’t talk to me.”
“She knows. And she’ll be so happy when she wakes up.”
“What if she never wakes up?”
“She will.”
“Thank you David.” She gets up off of the bed and slides her robe down her body. She’s naked.
“Joanna-“
“Let me thank you.”
“Not like this though.”
“What does it matter?” She straddles me and gives me a deep kiss. “Fuck me hard.”
With those three words, my reservations go out of the window. I begin to kiss her back. She stops it when it begins to get good, and slaps me across the face. I slap her back and toss her onto her back. She tears at my clothing like an animal, slaps my face again, and resumes tearing at my clothes, until I am as naked as she is. She kisses me one last time and says, “Fuck me.”
I enter her hard and fast and keep that pace while she bucks against me. She takes one of my hands and puts it around her throat, which surprises me, and gestures for me to choke her gently. I do so and I see a wave of pleasure sweep through her body. Her pussy gets wetter and I stroke her faster. She slaps me across the face again.
An idea.
I take the sash from her robe and hog tie her hands behind her back, and force her up onto her knees. Once again, I enter her. “You like slapping me?”
“Yes!!!” she cries out.
“You can’t slap me now, what are you going to do about it?”
She bucks faster into me, meeting my every thrust, moaning. I grab her hair and pull it hard.
Suddenly, she pulls off of me and turns around — awkwardly due to her hands being tied, and sucks my dick as if it is her last meal before her execution. Now I’m the one moaning, and I meet her lips, thrusting into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. Before I know it, I’m coming into her mouth, a powerful, intense climax. She swallows every last drop, and opens her mouth to show me.
I’m not finished with her however, and I push her onto her back and begin to play with her clit with my thumb, while pushing two fingers in her snug pussy. She arches her back and lets out a loud moan. “Harder.” I shove my fingers harder into her, as if I’m trying to find something, while circling my thumb over her clit. Her pussy juices get spread everywhere and she bucks into my fingers.
She lets out one final cry, and her orgasm begins. It is wild, intense, and almost scary even. I feel her contractions on my fingers and her bucking nearly gets out of hand, but slows down until she is gently rocking on my fingers. She takes in a deep breath. “I can get used to that,” she says after a while.
“Joanna, I’m sorry,” I respond while I untie her hands.
“We’re having a baby.”
“We’re what?”
“We are having a baby. I took a pregnancy test and I’m pregnant.”
My mind is blank. Nothing I want to say will sound good. My silence is not helping anything either.
Finally, I say, “What do you need?”
“I need for you to be cool.”
“I am cool. I’m very cool, like a cucumber right now,” I lied.
“Be cooler than that. This is going to be hard, for both of us.”
“We’ll be good.” I calmed my breathing.
“Just keep it in perspective. We’re having a baby. Maybe making sure that baby doesn’t go down the road I did will allow you to make up for it. And I can make up for my life too by doing right by this baby.”
I
“Even though the way you did it was horrible, you turned my life around. Your father isn’t that bad of a person and I’m starting to forgive my mother. I always felt like she didn’t try hard enough to get my dad off of drugs….that he loved the drugs more than he loved us.”
“He was an addict. They don’t know any better. I’m sure he loved the both of you and that your mom did everything she could.”
“I never felt like it was enough. I suppose that was selfish of me to feel that way though. And I can’t even tell her this, because she can’t talk to me.”
“She knows. And she’ll be so happy when she wakes up.”
“What if she never wakes up?”
“She will.”
“Thank you David.” She gets up off of the bed and slides her robe down her body. She’s naked.
“Joanna-“
“Let me thank you.”
“Not like this though.”
“What does it matter?” She straddles me and gives me a deep kiss. “Fuck me hard.”
With those three words, my reservations go out of the window. I begin to kiss her back. She stops it when it begins to get good, and slaps me across the face. I slap her back and toss her onto her back. She tears at my clothing like an animal, slaps my face again, and resumes tearing at my clothes, until I am as naked as she is. She kisses me one last time and says, “Fuck me.”
I enter her hard and fast and keep that pace while she bucks against me. She takes one of my hands and puts it around her throat, which surprises me, and gestures for me to choke her gently. I do so and I see a wave of pleasure sweep through her body. Her pussy gets wetter and I stroke her faster. She slaps me across the face again.
An idea.
I take the sash from her robe and hog tie her hands behind her back, and force her up onto her knees. Once again, I enter her. “You like slapping me?”
“Yes!!!” she cries out.
“You can’t slap me now, what are you going to do about it?”
She bucks faster into me, meeting my every thrust, moaning. I grab her hair and pull it hard.
Suddenly, she pulls off of me and turns around — awkwardly due to her hands being tied, and sucks my dick as if it is her last meal before her execution. Now I’m the one moaning, and I meet her lips, thrusting into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. Before I know it, I’m coming into her mouth, a powerful, intense climax. She swallows every last drop, and opens her mouth to show me.
I’m not finished with her however, and I push her onto her back and begin to play with her clit with my thumb, while pushing two fingers in her snug pussy. She arches her back and lets out a loud moan. “Harder.” I shove my fingers harder into her, as if I’m trying to find something, while circling my thumb over her clit. Her pussy juices get spread everywhere and she bucks into my fingers.
She lets out one final cry, and her orgasm begins. It is wild, intense, and almost scary even. I feel her contractions on my fingers and her bucking nearly gets out of hand, but slows down until she is gently rocking on my fingers. She takes in a deep breath. “I can get used to that,” she says after a while.
“Joanna, I’m sorry,” I respond while I untie her hands.
“We’re having a baby.”
“We’re what?”
“We are having a baby. I took a pregnancy test and I’m pregnant.”
My mind is blank. Nothing I want to say will sound good. My silence is not helping anything either.
Finally, I say, “What do you need?”
“I need for you to be cool.”
“I am cool. I’m very cool, like a cucumber right now,” I lied.
“Be cooler than that. This is going to be hard, for both of us.”
“We’ll be good.” I calmed my breathing.
“Just keep it in perspective. We’re having a baby. Maybe making sure that baby doesn’t go down the road I did will allow you to make up for it. And I can make up for my life too by doing right by this baby.”
I
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