TABOO TALES(erotica)

Brad had slid a hand up behind my head and wrapping it in my long black hair started pushing and pulling, guiding my mouth along his cock. I stopped moving and looking up at him, winked. Holding my head still, Brad started fucking my mouth. He was using long slow strokes, pulling his cock all the way out to the tip before pushing his entire length back between my waiting lips. He was moaning as I pressed my tongue hard against his shaft so I could lick every inch of him as he stood there using my mouth.

Brad pushed his cock all the way into my mouth until my lips were at the base of his shaft and shaking my head slowly back and forth I reached up and grabbed his balls. I could tell by the soft whimper he emitted that Brad was pretty worked up and wouldn’t be able to take too much more. Sliding my mouth from his cock, I started to pump it in my fist, enjoying the sight of his shaft glistening from my wet mouth. I was also getting a kick out of showing his cock off to Ashley and wondering if she’d ever even touched one. Unable to resist an added touch, I lifted his cock and ducking my head made a show of tonguing his balls.

“Oh fuck Trish,” he groaned, “Goddamn you can suck cock.”

“I’ll suck you off later; right now I need this big fat cock in my pussy!”

With his back to Ashley, Brad whispered, “Have I told you lately how much I love you?”

“That’s not love written on your face baby,” I told him as I stood up and placing my hands on the arm of the couch pushed my ass at him, “And it isn’t going to be what’s on my face in a few minutes, now get over here and fuck me!”

Brad leaned over and after giving me a quick kiss on the cheek got behind me and grabbed my hips. In the moment before he drove his hard cock into my needy pussy, I lifted my head towards the stairs so she could see the look on my face when…

“Oh fuck yeah!” I screamed as Brad drove his cock into me so hard I felt his balls slap against my pussy.

With no hesitation, Brad began fucking the shit out me. His fingers were digging hard into my hips and he was slamming into me with all the power in his hips. I turned my head to look behind me and moaned at the sight of the muscles in his arms and chest bulge while he hammered away on my pussy like he hadn’t had it in weeks. Brad went to the gym three times a week and the results were on full display as the sweat made his muscles stick out even more. Turning my head quickly I saw the shadow had moved back a little as I was now facing her, but did catch a glimpse of yellow hair as she was still trying to watch.

“That’s it baby! Fuck me!” I called out and started rocking back and forth on my arms, driving my pussy back into his thrusting cock.

I started yelping with every thrust and could feel the sweat trickling down my back as my husband continued his relentless assault on my uncomplaining pussy. Damn he hadn’t fucked me this hard since the last time we… All thoughts stopped when reaching forward, Brad grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head back. He had forced my face up towards the stairs and I could see even more of Ashley’s knees than before. I cried out in surprise as Brad slapped my ass hard and somehow began to fuck me even harder.

“Fuck me!” I screamed, “Fuck that pussy! Give it to me baby… oh, yes!”

Brad had begun gasping and whipping his cock out, yanked me roughly off the couch. I landed on my knees and immediately spun around my mouth open. Brad was squeezing his cock at the base and as soon as I was facing him, let out a loud cry and began pumping it. A huge spurt of cum splashed against my lips and ran down my chin and onto my tits. His second spurt went directly into my mouth. I closed it then using my tongue pushed it out to dribble down my face with the rest of it. Brad was cumming more than he had in a long time and now aiming lower succeeded in painting each of my nipples before collapsing into a sitting position on the chair.

“Goddamn.” He panted.

I couldn’t resist standing and turning to face the stairs to give Ashley a look at my cum covered face and tits. After the longest pause I felt I could get away with, I grabbed my shirt and began wiping Brad’s cum from me. I kept my head down as I did, resisting the urge to see if she were still watching. When I finished, I rolled the shirt into a ball and dropping it on the floor, picked my skirt up and shimmied back into it. I put Brad’s shirt on over my tits and turned to see he had moved and slipped his pants back on.

He got up and putting his arms around me whispered in my ear, “Damn that was hot.”

“It’s been a long time since we had that kind of fun.” I paused then decided to try to bring up something I’d been trying to discuss lately, “You know Brad, we should…”

“Let’s have more fun.” He interrupted.

Pulling away from me he made to sit on the couch, when he spoke loudly “Hey, Trish you hear something?”

Trying not to laugh I began to turn around, “Yeah, I thought I heard something on the stairs.”

“Shit, is it Ashley?” he gasped.

Brad did such a good job of sounding serious, I had to pause to make sure I could keep my voice steady and managed to blurt out, “Jesus, I hope not, damn, what is she saw us?”

“I… ah, never mind,” he waved his hand, “I think I just saw that dumb plant in the mirror up there, always looks like a person crouching.”

Brad put his head down and plopping down on the couch next to him I gave him a huge kiss, “What a perfect touch!” I laughed, “I love it when you’re twisted.”

*****

“So you think she’s playing with herself thinking about us?” I asked from the corner of the couch, where I was reading a magazine.

Well more accurately, trying to concentrate on the latest issue of People. It wasn’t easy as my mind kept drifting back to our hot little scene from a half hour ago.

“You already asked me that.” Brad said from the other side of the couch where he was watching sports center. “And I said I bet she is.”

“That doesn’t get you hot?”

“Yes, Trish it does, but I’m not going to keep thinking about it.”

“Sor-ry!” I snapped, “You back in boring mode?”

Brad sighed and didn’t answer right away. I’d been teasing him a lot lately that the two of us had been too settled down for too long and should spice things by inviting a little company, as we used to refer to it, over. Figuring he was going to ignore me, as he usually did, when I brought up the subject, I started to look back down at the magazine, but stopped as he spoke.

“Actually smart-ass, I said I wasn’t thinking about that. What I have been wondering is…” he gave me a wicked grin, “Is if she’s listened outside our door or caught us in the pool.”

“Ooh.” I cooed, “I hadn’t thought of that.”

“I’ve thought of her crouching outside our door, hearing us fucking the shit out of each other and maybe touching herself. Better yet, her bedroom window does over look the pool and you and I did a lot of late night skinny dipping this past summer.”

“So maybe this wasn’t the first time?”

“Who knows, but I bet it’s the best view she’s ever gotten.” He laughed.

“She seems so sweet though, think it’s an act?” I asked.

“Not at all. Her parents were pretty damn strict and as pretty as she is, you ever see her around guys? She’s shy and nervous.” Brad shrugged, “But I bet she’s curious and I wouldn’t be surprised if she watches porn and wonders.” He laughed, “I think we might be the closest she’s gotten.”

“Nah,” I waved my hand at him, “She was dating that kid Ben for almost a year, I doubt he’d have stuck around if she hadn’t given him something.”

“I don’t know, she’s a hot little thing, he might have waited and was probably screwing someone else. In fact didn’t she find that out?”

“Oh, yeah.” I nodded, “Poor little thing was in tears for days.” I paused then asked, “After you acted like we’d seen her, you think she’ll be embarrassed around us, or play it off?”© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Again flashing that evil little grin that I’d seen so little of in the last couple of years, he asked, “Want to find out?”

“What are you thinking?” I tossed the magazine onto the end table and sat up, eagerly awaiting his answer.

“How about we call her down here, tell her we want to talk to her, right away. See how she acts.”

“But what are we really going to talk to her about?”

Getting up, Brad walked over to the mantle over the fire place and reaching into Ashley’s Christmas stocking pulled out the red envelope containing a special surprise gift we’d decided to get her as well as her parents.

“Let’s give her this a little early.”

“You’re a genius!” I laughed, clapping my hands.

“Nah, just a boring history teacher.” He sighed, “Who married another boring teacher.”

“Hey, Geometry isn’t boring!” I exclaimed.

“Probably not to your male students who get to stare at your legs, but for the most part it is.” He answered coming over and sitting next to me. Pulling his phone from his hip, he pointed at me, “Button your sweater.”

I looked down and laughed. After our romp, I slipped a red sweater over my bare tits, rather than go upstairs and change. I’d left it mostly unbuttoned to give Brad a great view of my tits, but now began buttoning it up.

“Hey Ashley?” Brad spoke into the phone. “Listen can you come down here?” he paused and smiled at me. “Yes, it is important; we need to talk to you about something. I don’t want to discuss this over the phone so come down right now okay?”

He hung up and laughed, “She was asking me if everything was okay and when I said we had to talk she asked about what and she was stuttering!”

“God we’re mean!” I said, but couldn’t help laughing.

“Yeah, I wonder if Bill and Kate really knew what they were doing leaving her with us.”

“Bill and Kate never knew about our habits.” I reminded him. “Besides, its fun to fantasize, but we’d never try anything with Ashley.”

“I wouldn’t anyway.” He gave me a smirk.

“You wouldn’t try anything on anyone these days.” I returned the smirk.

Brad looked pissed and started to say something, but we both stopped at the sound of soft footsteps on the stairs behind us. I turned to see Ashley reach the bottom of the steps and slowly make her way over to us. I felt a momentary feeling of guilt at the deer in a head light look in her big blue eyes as approached. That feeling changed to another, more pleasant feeling as I took in what she was wearing.