Taboo Inc. Sex Mix 2 : 20 Pack Erotica Mega Bundle (eBook)

Nicki Menage (Autor)

eBook Download: EPUB

2018 | 1. Auflage
403 Seiten
Publishdrive (Verlag)
978-0-00-008588-7 (ISBN)

Infos

The 'Taboo Inc. Sex Mix 2' is brought to you by your favorite erotica authors.  This 20 story collection features sinful virgins, seductive milfs, kinky lactation, first time anal sex, depraved threesomes and naughty breeding fun between age-gap couples and trios.

This Adults Only bundle comprises over 70,000 words of descriptive, well written, spine-tingling erotica that you'll have to read alone.  There's something for everyone - don't miss out!

Stories Include:

1. Caught & Milked

2. Milk Instructor

3. Bound & Milked

4. Saving Him With My Milk

5. MILF's Pride

6. MILF Took Me In The Butt

7. Taking His Seed

8. Home Schooled In Sex

9. Him & His Friend In Both Holes

10. Him & His Friend's Hot Rod

11. Filled By Him & His Mechanic Friend

12. Him & My Tutor Take Me Together

13. The Teacher's Surrogate

14. Caught & Taken by Him

15. Paying Rent With My Sex

16. Fitting Him

17. Milk Masseur

18. He Sucked My Chest

19. His Morning Milk

20. A Need To Nurse

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It started somewhere after I turned eighteen and I can scarcely remember how.  Maybe I got a little over-zealous while masturbating one day or had seen a video online or something.  Either way, at the age of nineteen I was super into milking myself.

It sounds crazy to say but there was something undeniably amazing about the situation that made me not want to stop.  I knew if someone found out they'd judge me for it but I never intended for anyone to find out, least of all my older housemate Dylan.

I'd lived with Dylan since I moved out and I kind of looked up to him, but he could sometimes be a little over-protective.  There was something about him though that I found curious and I'd never quite been able to put my finger on it.  I think I'd always stopped myself from liking him because we lived together, but there was no way of doing that after what transpired that day.

I'd always been pretty well endowed growing up, having these big, full breasts that seemed to attract the attentions of a lot of guys.  I guess that's why Dylan wound up enjoying them so much.  It's kind of tough to ignore them!

They were so big that I could lift them up and bring the nipple to my mouth and it was here where my foray in to self-milking had begun.

The first time I did it was simply for sexual gratification.  Some guy I hooked up with was watching me get off and I just went ahead and did it for him, sucking my nipple and feeling it turn stiff in my mouth.

Somewhere between then and now there was a point where my nipple started giving something back, responding to the frequent sucks and leaking just a little bit of milk each time until I could eventually cajole it into releasing vicious torrents of nectar.

Now the milking was more of a necessity—something I had to do to relieve the mounting pressure—but with the added bonus of this euphoric sense of release and relaxation.

It was a day like any other and no-one was home so I thought I'd use the opportunity to squeeze in my ritual milking session and have a little fun in the process.

I set up some porn on my laptop to watch while I enjoyed myself on the bed, stripping naked and lying back into the cool, plush duvet as I slowly started playing with my pussy.

My hands moved steadily towards it to build the tension, my eyes locked on the magnificent cock on the screen that was being jerked in the fists of some big breasted actress.  I imagined myself in the role, pumping that hard cock close to my face and yearning to have it inside me.

I felt my pussy begin to salivate, causing my juices to begin spilling from me in anticipation.

My hands teased around the loose flesh at the top of my slit and a finger crept inside to scoop out my cum, splaying it up my pussy so my fingers could glide over the sensitive flesh a little easier.

Soon my hand was at my breasts, squeezing it and priming it for release, feeling the familiar sensation begin to grow inside them as they prepared to give up their nectar.

I was starting to get into it, as were the couple of video.  Their noises were becoming much more sexual, with long pleasurable moans as his cock thrust in and out of her slick pussy.  My own fingers worked rapidly as I continued to suck on my tits and then, at my most erotic and debauched moment, Dylan burst through the door.

"Dylan!" I shouted, looking to him and seeing him scour the room.

"Who's here?" he said, still not addressing the sight of his naked housemate sprawled across the bed.

"No-one's here," I cried, trying to cover my modesty in a panic.

"Those noises," he said, walking in to the room and opening the closet.  "Someone's here."

"It was the laptop, Dylan, Jesus!  The laptop!"

He looked to it now to see the video still running, realizing suddenly that the same sounds of someone getting fucked hadn't stopped despite his dramatic entrance.

He watched for what seemed like a little too long, taking in the sights and sounds of the beauty getting fucked on screen.

Then he looked to me, scanning up and down the bed as the pieces fell in to place and overcame his own denial.

"You were ... masturbating?" he asked, as though that much wasn't obvious already.

"Come on, Dylan, I'm nineteen!"

He didn't move, caught in the middle of some thought process that rendered him immobile.  Maybe it was the shock of it all.

"Can you ...?" I said, nodding towards the door.

"Oh, of course," he said, and moved to leave.

I let out a sigh of frustration before watching as he closed the door and left himself inside.

"What are you doing?" I asked, confused now.

He turned to me with a dirty smirk.  "I was thinking I could ... you know  ... watch."

I froze now as my mind whirred, asking myself if I'd really heard him just say that or whether it could be interpreted another way.

"You want to watch me?"

"If you'd like," he said.  "Hey, maybe I can help."

Now I admit things were getting real weird real fast, but the fact he was asking made me address something I'd been harboring deep down for a while.  I guess the truth is I was I thought Dylan was pretty hot and I had the moment to act on that finally.  The past few months I'd found myself wondering more and more what he looked like under those clothes and now I had the chance to find out.

I couldn't explain it.  He'd always been Dylan, but now I was looking at him with a fresh pair of eyes and knowing that he wanted to see the woman I'd become made me more curious about him.

"I can help you?" I asked, turning my head for clarification.

"If you'd like," he said, becoming nervous as though he regretted even beginning to ask.  I guess he had spotted his opportunity and was pouncing on it.

"How would you like me to do that?" I asked and began to smirk as I came round to the idea.

"You could start by carrying on with what you were doing," he said, moving to the bed and sitting at the foot of it.  The change in my tone seemed to make him more sure of himself and the confident swagger returned quickly.

"Do you want me to play with my pussy?" I asked, raising an eyebrow and moving the sheets back to reveal more of my naked flesh.

"I'd like that," he said, darting his eyes towards my freshly uncovered legs.

"Does Dylan want to play too?" I asked, all coquettish and sweet.

"Of course," he said, standing up now and rubbing the bulge that was appearing in his pants.

"And do you want me to suck the milk from my tits?" I asked, figuring I'd broach the topic straight away.

"I'd love you to."

Either he'd misunderstood how literal I was being or I was thinking this was weirder than it actually was.  I decided to just pick up the baton and run with it.  It wasn't like he could shame me for doing it anyway.  Who could he tell?

I continued where I'd left off, peeling the sheets from me to reveal my naked, forbidden flesh and watching as his eyes spread wide in excitement, the rubbing of his cock becoming even more pronounced now as he sucked air through his teeth to feed his lust.

My fingers parted my flesh and showed him the bright pink entrance to my weeping cunt, teasing inside and splaying my juices around my pussy as he began to open his jeans.

He reached inside unceremoniously and pulled his thick cock over the waist of his underwear.  I had to stop to admire it.

I paused as I watched him cruise his fist over it slowly, still growing in his grip as he pumped life in to it, his eyes locked on my pussy like a hunter in the chase.

He broke from it now to remove his shirt and I moved over on the bed to give him some room, kicking the sheets down and inviting him on to me.

Dylan took off his pants too until he stood before me completely naked, the cut of his muscles pointing down from his stomach towards that menacingly large cock of his.  Despite his forty years he somehow managed to look incredible.

He prowled on to the bed, his cock bobbing as he did so before he arrived at his first port of call : my pussy.

He did nothing at first, instead pausing close and breathing warm air over it.  The anticipation drove me wild and I think Dylan knew that because when he finally touched me it was a wet kiss at the inside of my thigh, close enough to my pussy to begin driving me wild.

I moved restlessly as his mouth lay close and before too long he made the first lunge, cruising his tongue up my slit and giving my pussy a wet kiss at the clitoris.

Next he took in a mouthful of my flesh and sucked at my clit, tickling his tongue through the folds until he revealed the pearly, sensitive stud.

His tongue shuddered over it, causing it to rise and swell in no time at all as I became charged with lust, feeling the need to be fucked more than ever now.

I squeezed at my big tits as I took a deep breath and a jet of milk shot from them without warning, landing across my stomach in drips.

Dylan's head came off my pussy in an instant and he looked at the liquid curiously.

"Milk?" he said, taking some of it on his finger and licking the tip.

"Uh-huh," I said, unsure if this changed things.

"Yum!" he said, and lashed a tongue over the droplets.

I let out a quiet sigh of relief and gave my breasts another firm squeeze, shooting another band of milk from the teat.

"Wow," he cried, no longer interested in my pussy and instead captivated by my leaking tits.

He bunched them close...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 8.7.2018
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Romane / Erzählungen
• ISBN-10: 0-00-008588-X / 000008588X
• ISBN-13: 978-0-00-008588-7 / 9780000085887